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<span class = "title"><center>__Stacked Justice__</center></span>
<center>by BeanBean</center>
<span class = "comic">Hello there.
This is an erotic super-hero text adventure game.
Beyond this point you will encounter strong sexual elements. If you are not okay with that you should close this window now.
__Instructions__
There is no way to lose in this game (except by giving up), it is designed such that the only way it ends is when you win.
Originally I didn't plan to have a save feature, but put it in because some parts of the game would get tedious and repetitive without it. If you consider yourself hardcore, you won't use it.
The game uses cookies to save your progress. Your browser will need to be set to enable cookies for the game to work. If your browser is set to delete cookies, you will lose your saved games unless you save to your hard drive.
If you see a word in ''bold'', make sure you write it down. It may become very important later on.
Beyond that, I'm not going to tell you how to play the game. Part of the fun will be working it out for yourself.
__Release History__
This game was first released 24 March 2016.
This is version 1.04 last updated on 1 April 2016.
To make sure you are always playing the most up-to-date version of this game, please access it via my webpage.
http://beanbean.neocities.org
A big thank you to Spike the Goat, Hikkinon and Accofake for beta testing the game.
Additional thanks to StoopingHawk and Deus ExLibris for post-release suggestions.
__Contact Me__
I would love to hear your thoughts on my creation. Please contact me contact me via email or through my webpage guestbook.
beanbean2@yandex.com
__Copyright__
This story belongs to me, BeanBean. It may not be reproduced in part or in whole without my permission.
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[[Begin the story.->Intro_1]]
<<set $WW_secret = 0>><span class="blonde">“You can call me Ivory,”</span> she says over the thumping bass. She unclasps her bra at the front and the cups part, then she hides her nipples behind her forearm as she lets her bra fall to your lap. <span class="blonde">“What's your name, cutie?”</span>
<span class="brown">“My name is <<textbox "$name" "Chet" "Intro_2">>,”</span> you say.
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<<set $taxi = 0>><span class="blonde">“<<print "$name">>, did you say? That's a really sexy name,”</span> Ivory says.
Her arm drops below her nipple and lifts her large, fake breasts. Her painted mouth and eyelids are wide open with pantomime astonishment. It seems that she wishes you to mimic her expression, but you're not impressed enough to do so.
She climbs on to your chair and her arms rest on your shoulders. Her curly, platinum blond hair drapes over you. Her tits are close enough to your face for you to feel their warmth and too close to your eyes for you to properly focus.
[[Touch her tits.->Intro_3a]]
[[Sit back and watch.->Intro_3b]]<span class="blonde">“No, no, no, you very naughty boy,”</span> she says, pushing your arms back to your sides. <span class="blonde">“That's against the rules and you know it.”</span>
She gestures to the security guard that everything is fine and saves you from getting thrown out to the curb. Wiggles Night Club stringently abides to Pinnacle City's statutes for decent behaviour.
<<display "Intro_4">>This is a gentlemen's club and you behave as the perfect gentleman.
Ivory swivels her shoulders and her breasts shake from side to side. If she leant forward those weighty things could give you a concussion.
<<display "Intro_4">>She lifts a leg over you and turns herself around then lowers her ass down on to your crotch. Your cock engorges under her circular grinding.
<span class="blonde">“So, <<print "$name">>, you look like a big, important man. Am I right?”</span>
It's an inquisition disguised as a compliment. She's attempting to gauge how much money you might have, and therefore how much she might extract from you tonight. You barely have a dollar left to flaunt to her and you know you're too drunk to convincingly lie, but despite all the fakery of the present discourse you have a needy desire to impress her.
[[“I have super-powers. They call me Flashback.”->Intro_5]]<span class="blonde">“That's nice,”</span> she says, almost disappointed.
<span class="brown">“You don't believe me?”</span>
<span class="blonde">“I can if you want me to, it won't cost anything extra.”</span>
Condescending disbelief, a typical response. Despite the fact that dozens of super-heroes call this city home, the notion that you could be one of them is universally considered to be fanciful. It's frustrating, but understandable. Every publicly known supernaturally-gifted being in the world is female, and you are not female.
[[Watch Ivory->Intro_6]]Ivory, on her feet again, sways her body. She unclips her g-string at each hip then turns her butt to you, playfully looking over her shoulder. She bends deeply from her waist, lingers to allow you to appreciate her shaved pussy lips, then returns to vertical. Her routine continues but feels all too choreographed. Leaving you feeling detached and bored.
<span class="blonde">“The song's finished,”</span> she says. <span class="blonde">“I'm going to need another tip to keep going.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I think I might just hang out at the bar.”</span>
Your wallet is empty so you're going to have to go home. Ivory has the last of your paper money, but playing the haggler can sometimes get you a little bonus. You hope that she might flirt with you just a little stronger to try to keep your patronage.
<span class="blonde">“You want to watch the other girls? Why? I'm just your type.”</span> She arches her back to push her breasts out.
[[“What do you mean by that?”|Intro_7]] This is the first time you've met, she knows nothing about you.
<span class="blonde">“From the moment you walked through that door you've only had eyes for young, blonde girls, and I'm the youngest, blondest girl here.”</span> Your cheeks touch as she whispers into your ear.
She is observant, and not completely wrong. Although you have a liking to girls with any follicular colour, as your mind looks through its files on all its past crushes, you remember that the most desirable girl you have ever known had golden hair.
Sunny Knight. Also known as the spandex-clad ''Weather Woman'', defender of Pinnacle City and now team leader of Stacked Justice. In her younger days Sunny was the cause of many stained sheets. Your infatuation subsided with age – her increasing age was mostly to blame for that, so Ivory might be correct on two fronts – but you still sometimes find yourself rewatching old footage of an eighteen year old Weather Woman's televised tussle with ''Super Slug''.
On her first mission your glorious hero wrestled that slimy feminine beast into submission, but not before it had dissolved most of her clothing with its corrosive mucous. The grainy vision of Weather Woman's slime-slopped nipple never fails to make your heart melt and drip down into your scrotum.
That courageous girl. Her moans of effort sounded almost sexual as she exerted her athletic body.
<span class="blonde">“So what's the answer,”</span> says Ivory, interrupting you from your daydream. <span class="blonde">“Do I stay or do I get dressed?”</span>
[[“I can't afford you any more. I better leave.”|Intro_8]]<span class="blonde">“That's a pity,”</span> she says, climbing off you. <span class="blonde">“Come back next pay day and we'll dance some more.”</span>
Ivory dresses in a corner and is flirting with another costumer before you are out the door.
[[Leave the club|Intro_9]]The street is dimly lit, only half the streetlights work in the seedy part of town. You look at your watch. It's 9 pm. You chastise yourself for wasting all your savings so early in the night. Then, something odd occurs.
A ribbon of orange light slowly meanders its way down the street. It is joined by several more, each travelling its own path. You look around to find its source but only see equally perplexed street-goers. There must be a new super-hero in town, it's always the explanation when something impossible happens around here. Either that, or a new super-villain; that thought fills you with dread.
Hopefully it's only a light show and nothing too serious. Pinnacle City has had more than its fair share of calamity, from the invasion of the Nazi swamp monsters to ''Hoarfrost's'' freezing of the city's water supply to ''the Naturist's'' detonation of the Textile Disintegrator which left all citizens sans clothing.
The ribbons pass through the building and other solid structures without impediment. They thicken and curl in on themselves, forming balls. They pulsate. You feel that the light is expressing an emotion. Frustration. Anger.
Then, an explosion. Down the street an orange light has become a bright flame, destroying everything around it. A car is torn in half, metal ripping like paper. It is followed immediately by another loud boom and from twelve floors up glass showers down on to the street. There is no ceasing of the thunderous noises, some are close and some sound and feel as though they are from several blocks away.
In less than a minute the streets have become a war zone. At least a dozen casualties are in your line of sight, many separated from their limbs.
<span class="pink">“This isn't good. We've got to get out of here.”</span> It's a woman's voice, and oddly familiar, but you didn't catch who said it.
You hear booms in the distance, in all directions. This is happening all around the city. There's nowhere to run to.
A wave of light passes straight through you. It makes a soft crackling sound as it expands and-
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Intro_10]]//</span>''//Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff//''. The sound of your powers kicking in. Time runs in reverse and the wave of orange light contracts to the width of a hair before disappearing completely. A mangled wreck of a car bends to become as good as new and severed arms reattach themselves to their owners.
You have no control of your powers but they haven't failed you yet. Whenever you are milliseconds away from death, which is far too often, the direction of time takes a U-turn.
Your life is flying by in fast-rewind. The ominous orange lights disappear and your nervous sweat is sucked back into your pores. You walk backwards through the door of the club and watch Ivory seductively dress herself before she hands you a wad of cash. You regurgitate four beers, handing each full bottle back to the bartender.
At this moment you are just strapped in for the ride, held prisoner in your own body and forced to watch your day again. It's amazing how poorly you wasted it. Eventually you will be spat out some time in the past, perhaps several hours ago, perhaps several days. But what then? For perhaps the first time in your life, you're going to have to make a plan for the future.
Time stops and returns to its normal speed and direction.
<span class="dbrown">[[Get your bearings.|Start]]</span>You recognise where you are – where you were. Theodore Street, early afternoon. Your powers only brought you to temporary safety. The city is going to burn again in a few hours, and you are going to be killed again. Unless you can stop it. You're going to need some help.
But what if you can't stop it? Will you have to keep living this day on Earth over and over again for eternity? Or maybe you can flee the city, saving yourself but leaving everyone you know to face their deaths.
The citizens of Pinnacle City casually walk past you, oblivious to their impending doom. Stacked Tower is nearby, there is your best bet to get some super-powered assistance.
A hooded figure in a dark green coat crosses the street and makes a beeline towards you.
<span class="green">“Stay right where you are, <<print "$name">>,”</span> she says.
[[Wait to see what this person wants.|Cham_1]]
[[Run towards Stacked Tower.|Foyer]] <<nobr>>
<<display "Start_Params">>
<</nobr>>The woman pulls back her hood to reveal a bloom of orange hair. Now her hair is red. Now it is mostly orange again with strands transitioning between a wide palette of colours. There is only one person this could be and you regrettably know her too well. Her changing hair colour advertises her changing emotions, and red and orange informs you that she is furious.
[[“It's the Chameleon!”->Cham_2.1]]
[[“Hi Sienna, how's it going?”->Cham_2.2]]<<if $foyer eq 0>>You run three blocks north to the heaven-reaching shard that is Stacked Tower. This is the home and headquarters of the city's premiere team of super-heroes, Stacked Justice. The tall building dominates the skyline; whatever the age, this structure will always appear modern.
You enter the foyer.
<<else>>You return to the foyer of Stacked Tower
<</if>>\
Weather Woman is standing by the reception desk. <<if $foyer eq 0>>A tremendous piece of luck, she is the leader of the team and she knows you.<</if>>
To the left is the visitor's centre. It contains installations that recite the team's histories and accomplishments and leads into a gift shop selling photo books, plush toys, action figures and other souvenirs and memorabilia.
Straight ahead are the elevators.
Through the glass walls you can see to an adjoining alley. <<if $KylieStat eq "start">>A female janitor is throwing bags full of waste into the dumpsters.<</if>>
[[Talk to Weather Woman.->WWlob_1]]
[[Check out the visitor's centre.->Nick_1]]
[[Go outside to the alley.->Alley_1]]
[[Go to the elevators.->Elev_G]]
[[On second thought, screw this. I'm getting out of this city.->Taxi]]
[[This is all very familiar. I should just retrace my steps. (enter passwords)->Passwords]]
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<<set $foyer = 1>><<set $floor = "G">><span class="pink"> Vector Pink #FA58F4 </span>
<span class="red"> Hot Tamale Red #FF0000</span>
<span class="green"> Chameleon Green #40FF00</span>
<span class="yellow"> Weather W Yellow #FFFF00</span>
<span class="purple"> Hive Purple #CC2EFA</span>
<span class="lblue"> Whisper LBlue #87CEEB </span>
<span class="olive"> Brainbox olive #556b2f </span>
<span class="gold"> Aurakul Gold #D4AF37</span>
<span class="ice"> Hoarfrost ice #A9F5F2</span>
<span class="dblue"> Blue Elf DBlue #0000FF</span>
<span class="orange"> Misty Orange #FF8400</span>
<span class="blue"> Kylie Blue #0174DF</span>
<span class="flesh2"> Sumo Flesh2 #CEAB69</span>
<span class="brown"> Chet brown #9F6425</span>
<span class="silver"> Nickella Silver #C0C0C0</span>
Obsidian ??? need a different style
<span class="brown2"> Buttons -a shade of brown TBD #9F6425</span>
<span class="blonde"> Ivory blonde #FCFFE3</span>
<span class="test1"> test1 test1 #</span>
<span class="test2"> test2test2</span>
<span class="test3"> test3test3</span>
<span class="nickella"> This is Nickella talking. </span>
<span class="ice"> Hoarfrost. </span>
<span class="hybrid"> This is hybrid text </span>
<span class="shudder">[KKrrrrfft] </span>
<span class="shadow"> shadow </span>
<span class="outline"> outline </span>
{{{This is the elevator}}}<span class="green">“Oh look, it's Flashback!”</span> She waves her arms with sarcastic astonishment. <span class="green">“Cut the bullshit, <<print "$name">>, we're far too familiar for you to call me that.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You seem a little upset, Sienna. Is there anything I can do for you?”</span>
Sienna laughs like she is crying inside. <span class="green">“You meet me, you ask me out, you make me fall in love with you, and then you tell me that everything you said was just a bunch of lies so that I would sleep with you and then you leave. Yeah, there is something you can do for me, you can take back the pain you gave me. In fact, you can take back double.”</span>
<<display "Cham_3">><span class="green">“Is that some kind of joke? After the pain you inflict upon me you can just casually ask 'How's it going?'”</span> she says.
<<display "Cham_3">>Sienna Green, A.K.A.: The ''Chameleon''. This one's a bad seed with a long list of priors for vandalism, burglary and assault. She is also under suspicion for several murders, which you know for a fact she committed. Her super-powers bless her with a highly extendible tongue capable of being launched from her mouth at lethal speed.
<span class="brown">“Are you mad at me?”</span> you ask.
<span class="green">“Fuck yeah, I'm mad at you! Now you're going to pay for what you did, you're going to pay until you're dead.”</span>
Her thick tongue pulses in and out of her mouth.
[[“Wait, let me explain!”->Cham_4]]The Chameleon's hair is now luminescent. She means what she says, she has tried to kill you before and she would have succeeded if it weren't for your time-travel powers.
[[“I meant every word I said to you. I love you.”->Cham_5]]
[[“After all you've done as a super-villain, who are you to judge?”->Cham_5]]
<span class="brown">[[“If another shag is all you're after, I'm up for it.”->Cham_5]]
"<<textbox "$sorry" "" "Cham_win">>,”</span> you say.
Your words have no effect.
<span class="pink">“Watch out!”</span> you hear a woman scream.
Her tongue shoots from her mouth like a bullet straight into your eye. Your eyeball squashes and bursts. You feel the projectile piercing your brain.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Cham_death]]//</span>Time slows and then reverses.
That could have gone a lot better. You've never seen her in a poorer mood, it's going to be quite the challenge to calm her down. Perhaps it would be better just to avoid her for the rest of your life. Patching things up with Sienna shouldn't be your number one priority for today anyway.
<span class="dbrown">[[Look around->Start]]</span>
<<if $sorry eq "sorry" or $sorry eq "Sorry" or $sorry eq "sorry." or $sorry eq "Sorry.">>\
<span class="green">“I don't care what...”</span> The Chameleon is stunned. <span class="green">“What did you say?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm sorry for what I did to you, I really mean it. I know I didn't treat you right, and I wanted to apologise to you sooner, but I was too ashamed of myself to show my face. I'm a terrible person, I know.”</span>
Her hair transitions to yellow with pulses of orange. <span class="green">“Fuck, I wasn't expecting that,”</span> says Sienna. <span class="green">“We've got to talk. Not now, my brain is spinning around too fast, but later we'll talk.”</span>
You nod. <span class="brown">“We'll do that.”</span>
You kiss her cheek and her hair throbs pink before cycling through a confused spectrum of colours.
<span class="green">“I... I'll see you later then.”</span> She walks away with a determined pace, frequently looking over her shoulder back to you.
[[Head to Stacked Tower.->Foyer]]\
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<<set $ChamWin = 1>>\
<<else>>\
<<display "Cham_5">>\
<</if>><<nobr>>
<<set $sorry = "">> /*say Sorry to Chameleon. Used only once. */
<<set $ChamWin = 0>> /* if you say sorry to Cham, turns to 1 */
<<set $foyer = 0>> /*1st time in foyer = 0, second time = 1 */
<<set $floor = "G">> /* G, 6, 10, P*/
<<set $WWdiag01 = 0>><<set $WWdiag02 = 0>><<set $WWdiag03 = 0>><<set $WWdiag04 = 0>><<set $WWdiag05 = 0>><<set $WWdiag06 = 0>><<set $WWdiag07 = 0>><<set $WWdiag08 = 0>><<set $WWdiag09 = 0>><<set $WWdiag10 = 0>> /*WW foyer dialogue reset */
<<set $KylieStat = "start">> /*location of Kylie and status of dumpster. Can be "start", "gone" or "gift" */
<<set $AlleyDiag4 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag7 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag8 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag9 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag10 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag11 = 0>> /* Alley start parameters */
<<set $Kylie_Diag2 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag3 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag4 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag5 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag6 = 0>><<set $truth1 = 0>><<set $truth2 = 0>><<set $truth3 = 0>><<set $truth4 = 0>><<set $dare1 = 0>><<set $dare2 = 0>><<set $dare3 = 0>><<set $dare4 = 0>><<set $dare5 = 0>><<set $dare6 = 0>><<set $Kylie_hot = 0>><<set $KDare = 0>><<set $kyliestrip = 0>> /* Kylie apartment reset*/
<<set $NickDiag2 = 0>><<set $NickDiag3 = 0>><<set $NickDiag4 = 0>><<set $NickDiag5 = 0>><<set $NickDiag6 = 0>> /*Nickella reset*/
<<set $BrainboxStat = "lab">><<set $BrainboxStat2 = 0>> /* Stat1:"lab" (default), "Nickella" fixing Nickella; Stat2: 0, welcome in lab, 1, not welcome in lab "closed" in lab, but you are not welcome there. */
<<set $BBox1 = 0>><<set $BBox2 = 0>><<set $BBox3 = 0>><<set $BBox4 = 0>><<set $BBox5 = 0>><<set $BBox6 = 0>><<set $BBox7 = 0>><<set $BBox8 = 0>><<set $LabHelp1 = 0>><<set $LabHelp2 = 0>><<set $LabHelp3 = 0>><<set $LabHelp4 = 0>><<set $LabGo eq 0>><<set $LabSex1 = 0>><<set $LabSex2 = 0>><<set $LabSex3 = 0>><<set $LabSex4 = 0>><<set $LabHelp4_1 = 0>><<set $LabSex5 = 0>><<set $LabBar = 0>> /*Brainbox reset */
<<set $Gym = 0>> /* 0- First time in the Gym - Hive is there. 1 - been in Gym before. */
<<set $Gym2 = 0>> /* 1 - Whisper deoesnt want you in the room - fail quiz or after sex */
<<set $Whisper_1 = 0>><<set $Whisper_2 = 0>><<set $Whisper_3 = 0>><<set $Whisper_4 = 0>><<set $Whisper_5 = 0>><<set $Whisper_6 = 0>><<set $Whisper_7 = 0>><<set $Whisper_8 = 0>><<set $Whisper_10 = 0>><<set $Quiz = 0>><<set $invis = 0>> /* Whisper reset */
<<set $hive_costume = 0>> /* 1-have Hive costume */
<<set $hive_out = 0>><<set $Hive1 = 0>><<set $Hive2 = 0>><<set $Hive3 = 0>><<set $Hive4 = 0>><<set $Hive5 = 0>><<set $Hive6 = 0>><<set $Hive7 = 0>><<set $Hivefail = 0>>/* Hive reset */
<<set $psychic = "lab">> /* lab, have, worn */
<<set $Aurakul1 = 0>><<set $Aurakul2 = 0>><<set $Aurakul3 = 0>><<set $Aurakul4 = 0>><<set $Aurakul5 = 0>><<set $Aurakul7 = 0>><<set $Aura_top = 0>><<set $Aura_bottom = 0>><<set $Aura_boots = 0>><<set $Aura_nude = 0>><<set $AuraStat = 0>> /* Aurakul reset */
<<set $MeetWhisp = 0>><<set $MeetBrain = 0>><<set $MeetHive = 0>><<set $MeetAura = 0>><<set $MeetWW = 0>> /* Meeting rest */
<<set $WhispWin = 0>><<set $BrainWin = 0>><<set $HiveWin = 0>><<set $AuraWin = 0>><<set $ChamWin = 0>><<set $KylieWin = 0>><<set $Act2 = 0>>
<<set $WW_apart = 0>><<set $WWPass = 0>><<set $Reminder = 0>><<set $ReminderTry = 0>>
<<set $WW_vul = 0>><<set $WW_tits = 0>><<set $WW_suck = 0>><<set $WWlove = 0>>
<</nobr>>Weather Woman is mature, forty-four years of age if you remember correctly, but maintains the physique of a professional athlete. Her luscious blonde hair frames a stern face with piercing blue eyes. A yellow cape falls over her shoulders to her calves and cloaks a blue spandex uniform with a yellow lightning bolt plastered across the torso. Her costume barely contains her large breasts which are pushed up to display maximum cleavage. There are many videos floating around the internet of her wardrobe malfunctions in her fights; you have seen them all.
Weather Woman greets you. <span class="yellow">“Good afternoon, welcome to Stacked Tower... oh, it's you.”</span>
<<display "WWlob_diag">>\
<<set $foyer = 1>><<if $BrainboxStat eq "Nickella">>Brainbox is still working on Nickella. She is a smart girl, if she sees you loitering around the scene of the crime she's going to suspect that it was you who damaged her robot.
[[Return to the foyer.->Foyer]]\
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<<else>>\
The small museum features information displays of all the heroes of Pinnacle City, past and present. Tourists are taking selfies with wax sculptures of their favourite warriors.
<span class="nickella">“Greetings, Sir, my name is Nickella. May I be of service to you?”</span> she says in her computer-generated voice.
Nickella is the team's robotic servant. You can see your distorted reflection in her shiny, silver and perfectly feminine curves. Her face on her hairless head is frozen in a neutral expression and she follows your movements through lenses hidden behind darkly tinted eyes.
<<set $foyer = 1>>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>
<<endif>><<if $KylieStat eq "start">>\
You exit the building and enter the alley. A sprightly young woman with mousy brown hair and wearing blue coveralls is hurling bags of garbage into a dumpster. She has a pretty face, but her unshapely clothes make it had to assess her figure. Embroidered on the left chest pocket is the name, “Kylie.”
[[“Hi Kylie, it's great to see you.”|Alley_2]]
[[Return to the foyer.|Foyer]]
<<elseif $KylieStat eq "gone">>\
Kylie has finished her work and left. The alley contains a locked dumpster.
[[Return to the foyer.|Foyer]]
<<elseif $KylieStat eq "gift">>\
Kylie has left the scene. The dumpster in the alley is open.
[[Search the dumpster.->Alley_dumpster_2]]
[[Return to the foyer.|Foyer]]
<</if>>\
<<set $foyer = 1>><<if $foyer eq 0>>You casually walk into an elevator and press the 'up' button. A synthetic voice speaks. {{{“Please face the camera and enter your access code.”}}}
<</if>>\
You look into the camera and red lasers scan your face. In front of you is a numerical keypad.
<span class="brown">''You enter a code: <<textbox "$elev_code" "" "Elev_G2">>.''</span>
<<display "Elev_buttons">>
<<if $floor neq "G">>[[Go down to the foyer.->Foyer]]<</if>><<set $foyer = 1>><<if $taxi eq 0>>\
You exit the building and hail a taxi.
“Where to?” the driver asks.
<span class="brown">“I need to get out of the city. Can you take me to Capeton?”</span> That should be far enough away and will give you a good view of tonight's fireworks.
“That's going to be a pretty big fare.”
You empty your wallet for the driver. <span class="brown">“Will this be enough?”</span>
He takes your lap-dance fund and drives.
The journey is long. The driver gets bored enough to become nosey. “So what's the rush to get out of Pinnacle City?”
<span class="brown">“It's not going to exist by this evening. Someone's going to blow it up.”</span>
“I didn't hear about that on the radio.” He's unconvinced. “Lucky we've got Weather Woman and company to save us.”
<span class="brown">“They won't. I know you don't believe me, and I can't give you any proof that what I say is true, but if you value your life you won't go back to the city tonight.”</span>
“Thanks for the advice, but my family's back there. So, you know.”
The driver lets you out on a hill that overlooks the city and then heads back to ground zero. You sit and wait. At nine o'clock the familiar orange lights appear in the distance. It has begun. Terror then snares you as the same lights appear right beside you. Dammit, you didn't flee far enough.
After chastising yourself, you accept your fate and wait for the world to burn.
<span class="pink">“Why did you run, <<print "$name">>? Try again with Weather Woman, you have to make her believe.”</span>
You look for the voice's owner but see no one.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>\
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<<set $taxi = 1>>
<<elseif $taxi eq 1>>\
You exit the building and hail a taxi.
“Where to?” asks the driver.
<span class="brown">“The airport.”</span>
A ticket to an international locale is a ticket to safety. You don't care where it will take you, as long as it's far from here.
You relax as best you can with your fellow survivors in economy class and watch another movie too terrible to have seen in the cinemas. The seatbelt indicator blinks and the captain speaks; “Ladies and gentlemen, we appear to be flying through... an atmospheric disturbance. Please fasten your seatbelts and return your seats to the upright position.”
Your watch calls it as 9 pm. Outside of the window are those damn orange lights. The aeroplane shudders violently, it is now missing a wing. The oxygen masks fall from the ceiling as the cabin depressurises. The other passengers are screaming in panic. It's time to say goodbye to the world again.
<span class="pink">“Stop this foolishness, <<print "$name">>. You can't always run from your problems.”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>\
\
\
<<set $taxi = 2>>
<<elseif $taxi eq 2>>\
You exit the building and hail a taxi.
“Where to?” asks the driver.
<span class="brown">“Galactic Adventures.”</span>
“Oh wow, I've always wanted to do that.”
Galactic Adventures offers short trips into space in exchange for enormous sums of money. They're like a theme park ride for millionaires. It ordinarily wouldn't be worth fifty grand to orbit the Earth three times then return, but this is no ordinary day.
“You're very lucky, sir,” said the cashier, “We still have seats available for today's flight.”
Of course they do. No-one spends their life savings for this kind of shit any more.
After signing a dozen forms, paying your fare with all your worldly possessions and some of your organs, you are let inside the rocket. You are the only passenger. They give the countdown from ten and you launch.
Outside the window you watch Earth. Despite the ridiculous cost, the view is impressive. You look at your watch. Nine o'clock. The area around your home town turns a faint hue of orange, followed by the rest of the globe. The entire planet is then ripped to pieces. Billions of people are dying, but you will survive.
A giant piece of planet hurls towards your spacecraft.
<span class="pink">“There's no escape, <<print "$name">>. It's up to you to save everyone.”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>\
\
<<set $taxi = 0>>\
<</if>>The day flies past you in fast reverse. You feel like you might be stuck in this loop forever.
Once again, time restarts at a familiar city street.
<span class="dbrown">[[Look around.->Start]]</span><<if $WWdiag01 eq 0>>[[“Hi Sunny. How's it going?”->WWdiag_01]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $WWdiag02 eq 0>>[[“You remember me?”->WWdiag_02]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $WWdiag03 eq 0 and $WWdiag02 eq 1>>[[“But I do have super powers.”->WWdiag_03]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $WWdiag04 eq 0 and $WWdiag03 eq 1>>[[“I do have proof of my powers.”->WWdiag_04]]
\
<</if>>\
<<if $WWdiag05 eq 0 and $WWdiag03 eq 1>>[[“Why is it so impossible that a guy might have powers?”->WWdiag_05]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $WWdiag06 eq 0>>[[“The city will be destroyed tonight.”->WWdiag_06]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $WWdiag07 eq 0 and $WWdiag06 eq 1>>[[“I've helped you guys out before.”->WWdiag_07]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $WWdiag08 eq 0 and $WWdiag06 eq 1>>[[“If you're not going to help me, can I go upstairs and talk to the other heroes?”->WWdiag_08]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $WWdiag09 eq 0>>[[“Why don't I see you out in the field any more?”->WWdiag_09]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $WWdiag10 eq 0>>[[“Can we go somewhere a bit more private?”->WWdiag_10]]
<</if>>\
<<if $WW_secret eq 1>>[[“Precisely how bad is Stacked Justice's financial situation?”->WW_apart_1]]
<</if>>\
\
[[“I'll see you around.”->Foyer]]<span class="yellow">“All is well in Pinnacle City, <<print "$name">>. But please, let's keep this professional when I'm in uniform. Address me as Weather Woman.”</span>
<<set $WWdiag01 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="yellow">“If only I could forget. You call yourself The Flasher right?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Flashback.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Whatever. The number of times you have come in here making the preposterous claim that you have super powers, well, I wish I could have that time back.”</span>
<<set $WWdiag02 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="yellow">“And the proof is where? Look, it is a well-known and undisputed fact that males cannot obtain powers. Please stop trying to convince me otherwise, just be honest about your real motives and admit you're nothing but a groupie with a cape fetish.”</span>
<<set $WWdiag03 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">>You continue. <span class="brown">“What about that time I warned you that Halberd was going to slay all those people in Victory Park? I knew because I was one of those people and I travelled back in time to warn you.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“I thank you again for the tip-off, but that proves nothing. You could have obtained that information by any means, I still have my suspicions that you were working with her. And I remind you, it was only due to the actions of the real heroes in Stacked Justice that nobody was slain that day. You were nowhere to be seen when things got dangerous.”</span>
<<set $WWdiag04 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="brown">“Just because no one has witnessed such a thing, it doesn't make it impossible,”</span> you say.
<span class="yellow">“I'm not a scientist, but Brainbox explained the reasons to me and she knows her stuff. It just can't happen,”</span> says Weather Woman.
<<set $WWdiag05 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="yellow">“Really, how?”</span> she says.
<span class="brown">“These orange lights will appear, then explode.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Where exactly is this going to happen?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Everywhere at once.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Who's behind it?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I have no idea.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Well then, how do you expect us to stop it?”</span> It is obvious she doesn't believe you.
<<set $WWdiag06 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="yellow">“You have given us good information once before, and told us a lot of lies since,”</span> says Weather Woman. <span class="yellow">“Remember that time you said that all the women's underwear in the city was rigged with mind-control drugs and we should get the word out that all lingerie should be immediately destroyed?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Even if that wasn't accurate, that course of action could have only resulted in positive consequences.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“I'll tell you straight, <<print "$name">>. You're a liar and I don't trust you.”</span>
<<set $WWdiag07 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="yellow">“Not a chance. Those girls don't know what a devious trickster you are, I'm not letting you anywhere near them.”</span>
<<set $WWdiag08 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="yellow">“All those acrobatics are for the young people. I'm getting on in my years, I'm now just here as a mentor for the next generation. I'll only go out to fight if I'm really needed.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You're still the sexiest girl in the squad.”</span>
Weather Woman zaps you with a small lightning bolt. Your body convulses and you fall to your knees. <span class="yellow">“Stop it with your flirting. I'm as immune to your pick-up lines as I am to the elements.”</span>
She made a point of seeming offended, but as she pushes her chest out and brushes her hand through her hair. She is revelling in the compliment.
<<set $WWdiag09 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="yellow">“What for?”</span> Weather Woman says.
<span class="brown">“There are things that I want to say to you that I don't want others to hear.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“No one is close by, you can say it.”</span>
You close the distance and whisper close to her ear, <span class="brown">“What I really mean is, there are things I want to do to you that I don't want others to see.”</span>
A whirlwind is conjured up and lifts you off your feet and into the air. It disappears and you plummet down to the stone floor, falling hard. Weather Woman looks down upon your pained face.
<span class="yellow">“Move along little man. I want nothing more from you.”</span>
<<set $WWdiag10 = 1>>
<<display "WWlob_diag">><span class="blue">“G'day.”</span> She looks at you inquisitively, searching her brain for your face, then it clicks. <span class="blue">“Oh, right, my name tag. Who are you?”</span>
[[“I'm Flashback. I've just joined the team.”|Alley_3a]]
[["“I'm " + $name + ", and you're far too pretty for this job.”"|Alley_3b]]\
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<<set $KylieStat = "gone">><span class="blue">“What, you mean the maintenance team?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No, Stacked Justice.”</span>
Kylie keels over laughing. <span class="blue">“Don't give me the bum steer. Just cos I'm no Einstein it doesn't mean you can take me for a mug.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You don't believe me?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Of course not. You can't be a super-hero, your tits are too small. Mate, I've got work to do, how about you just bugger off and let me do my job? Hoo roo.”</span>
Rejected, you return to the tower foyer.
[[Go to the Foyer.|Foyer]]<span class="blue">“Okay. Hi <<print "$name">>. Do you want something from me?”</span>
<<display "Alley_Diag">><<if $AlleyDiag8 eq 0>>[[“Why are you speaking so strangely?”|Alley_8]]
<</if>>\
<<if $AlleyDiag9 eq 0>>[[“Someone's going to blow up the city tonight, we need to stop them!”|Alley_9]]
<</if>>\
<<if $AlleyDiag10 eq 0>>[[“I'm just going to rummage through this garbage. Don't mind me.”|Alley_10]]
<</if>>\
<<if $AlleyDiag11 eq 0>>[[“Do you have access to use the elevators?”|Alley_11]]
<</if>>\
<<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 0>>[[“I'm horny, and I bet you've got a hot body under those baggy clothes.”|Alley_4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 1 and $AlleyDiag7 eq 0>>[[“I'm going to fuck you right here on this pile of garbage.”|Alley_5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 1 and $AlleyDiag7 eq 0>>[[“I want to go back to your place, we can sort it out there.”|Alley_6]]
<</if>>\
<<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 1 and $AlleyDiag7 eq 0>>[[“Let me take you out to lunch. How about 'The Silver Truffle'?”|Alley_7]]
<</if>>\
<<if $hive_costume eq 1>>[[Give Hive's costume to Kylie.->Alley_dumpster]]
<</if>>\
[[“I've gotta get going. Maybe I'll see you around.”|Foyer]]Kylie smiles mischievously. <span class="blue">“Horny, huh? So what are you going to do about that?”</span>
<<set $AlleyDiag4 = 1>>
<<display "Alley_Diag">><span class="blue">“I might be bogan but I'm not trash, and I don't fuck in the trash. Rack off.”</span>
That didn't go well. Kylie refuses to continue talking so you return to the foyer.
[[Enter the foyer.|Foyer]]<span class="blue">“Wow. I'm in my daggy work clothes and you're still cracking on to me. Okay, let me finish up and we'll go.”</span>
Kylie lobs the last bag in the dumpster and padlocks it shut. You follow her down the street.
[[Follow Kylie.|Kylie_1]]<span class="blue">“Are you taking the piss? I don't do that fancy shit. You and me, I don't think we're from the same tribe.”</span>
<<set $AlleyDiag7 = 1>>
<<display "Alley_Diag>><span class="blue">“I'm speaking perfect Strayan.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Aus-tray-lee-enn. For fuck's sake, try learning a culture other than your own sometime.”</span>
<<set $AlleyDiag8 = 1>>
<<display "Alley_Diag">><span class="blue">“Why the fuck are you telling me this? The super-heroes are //inside// the building.”</span>
<<set $AlleyDiag9 = 1>>
<<display "Alley_Diag">><span class="blue">“Fuck, no! The boss'll crack the shits if I let you do that. Touch these bins and you'll get a foot up your clacker.”</span>
<<set $AlleyDiag10 = 1>>
<<display "Alley_Diag">><span class="blue">“Of course. I couldn't clean the shitters if I wasn't allowed up there.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can you get me up there?”</span>
<span class="blue">“No way. I'm not gonna lose my job so you can rob my boss.”</span>
<<set $AlleyDiag11 = 1>>
<<display "Alley_Diag">>Kylie leads you to her home; a small studio apartment in a run-down building. You are shocked to see that the place is an absolute sty; the garbage bin is overflowing, dirty dishes are piled up in the kitchen, and you cannot walk without stepping on some random discarded item. The only order to be seen is a bookshelf filled with super-hero toys and memorabilia – all figurines and plush dolls are of the purple-costumed, ''Hive''. It's like a little shrine to the Japanese warrior.
Kylie gestures you to sit on a couch covered with what you hope are food stains.
<<display "Kylie_Diag">><<if $Kylie_Diag2 eq 0>>[[“This place is filthy.”->Kylie_2]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $Kylie_Diag3 eq 0>>[[“At least your place close to work.”->Kylie_3]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $Kylie_Diag3 eq 1 and $Kylie_Diag4 eq 0>>[[“What do you mean by that? What's wrong with the security?”->Kylie_4]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $Kylie_Diag5 eq 0>>[[“Do you have anything to drink?”->Kylie_5]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $Kylie_Diag6 eq 0>>[[“Do you enjoy your job?”->Kylie_6]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $Kylie_Diag4 eq 1>>[[“Is that enough small-talk?”->Kylie_7]]<</if>> <span class="blue">“You got a problem with that?”</span>
<span class="brown">“But you work as a cleaner. You know how to clean.”</span>
<span class="blue">“I like to keep my professional and personal lives separate.”</span>
<<set $Kylie_Diag2 = 1>>
<<display "Kylie_Diag">><span class="blue">“Yeah, the company owns this place, so I get to rent it cheap.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What? This place is dilapidated. Won't your landlords fix it up?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Stacked Justice aren't as rich as everyone thinks they are. Stacked Tower is going down the gargler as well.”</span>
<span class="brown">“It looked pretty state of the art to me.”</span>
<span class="blue">“Nah, you just saw the parts they want you to see. In the off-limits areas, the plumbing rattles, the carpets are stained, and don't get me started on what passes for a security system.”</span>
<<set $Kylie_Diag3 = 1>>
<<display "Kylie_Diag">><span class="blue">“I shouldn't really be talking about that.”</span>
<<set $Kylie_Diag4 = 1>>
<<display "Kylie_Diag">><span class="blue">“Bloody hell yeah! You're my kinda bloke.”</span>
She pulls out half a bottle of dark rum from behind the couch.
<span class="blue">“I don't have any clean glasses, so we're sharing the bottle.”</span>
She takes a swig, then hands the liquor to you.
<<set $Kylie_Diag5 = 1>>
<<display "Kylie_Diag">><span class="blue">“Do I enjoy scrubbing dunnies? What do you think? It is cool hanging out with the super-chicks but.”</span>
<<set $Kylie_Diag6 = 1>>
<<display "Kylie_Diag">><span class="blue">“Yeah, we both know why we're here. But I wanna stretch the afternoon out a bit. How about a game?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Scrabble or Trivial Pursuit?”</span> you say with a wry smile.
<span class="blue">“Truth or Dare.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm up for it. But I'm warning you, I might have more truth than you can handle.”</span>
<span class="blue">“That's gold, cos I'm only interested in dares.”</span>
[[Play the game.->Game_1]]<span class="blue">“Okay, I'll go first,”</span> Kylie says. <span class="blue">“I dare you to kiss me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Hang on, don't I get to choose between a truth and a dare?”</span>
<span class="blue">“That's not how I play the game, and this is my house so it's my rules. Now pash me.”</span>
You lean in for a kiss. She opens her mouth wide and whips her tongue against yours. She's a good kisser, but you are overwhelmed by her rank smell.
<span class="brown">“You really stink,”</span> you tell her. There may have been a more tactful way to say it, but the urgency of the situation demanded direct and immediate action.
<span class="blue">“Do I? I guess I'm pretty much used to the smell of garbage and shit.”</span>
She stands up, kicks off her shoes and unzips the front of her coveralls. It opens up to nothing but flesh.
<span class="brown">“Are you topless under that?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Less than topless.”</span>
She drops her one-piece to the ground and steps out of it, naked, then throws it to the corner of the room.
The unshapely suit hid an impressive figure. Her coconut-sized tits point upwards, and her lady-fur is a neatly trimmed triangle.
<span class="blue">“Only my clothes are pongy, I should be fine now.”</span> She sits on your lap and presses her nose to yours.
[[“My turn.”->Dare_Diag]]<<if $Kylie_hot eq 0>>\
Kylie is naked and sitting on your lap. It's going to be hard to screw it up from here.<</if>>\
<<if $Kylie_hot eq 1>>\
Kylie is licking her lips, her eyes are filled with desire. <</if>>\
<<if $Kylie_hot eq 2>>\
Kylie is on your lap, gently dry-humping your leg. She is pressing your right palm to her breast. <</if>>\
<<if $Kylie_hot eq 3>>\
Kylie is sitting on your lap kissing your neck. Judging by her rapid breathing she could cum at any moment.<</if>>\
<<set $KDare = $KDare +1>>\
<<if $truth1 eq 0>>[[“Truth. Do you fantasise about any of the Stacked Justice girls?”->Truth_1]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $truth2 eq 0>>[[“Truth. You said the security at Stack Tower has problems. What did you mean?”->Truth_2]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $truth3 eq 0>>[[“Truth. Do you talk dirty during sex?”->Truth_3]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $truth4 eq 0>>[[“Truth. What's your greatest turn-on.”->Truth_4]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $dare1 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to peel a banana with your feet.”->Dare_1]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $dare2 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to close your eyes for two minutes.”->Dare_2]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $dare3 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to do a sexy dance.”->Dare_3]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $dare4 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to stick your finger in my butt.”->Dare_4]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $dare5 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to sit on my face.”->Dare_5]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $dare6 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to ride my cock.”->Dare_6]]
<</if>>\
\<span class="blue">“Do I want to root any of 'em? I don't swing that way. But if you mean if I wish I were one of the girls, yeah. Hive. She's so cool. I even talked to her a coupla times. I asked her for one of her old costumes, but only if she had a busted one she was gonna chuck out, but she wouldn't give me one. But what are you wasting time with questions for? Let's have some action.”</span>
<<set $truth1 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<<if $Kylie_hot eq 3>>\
<span class="blue">“It's fucking awful, half the shit's broken or just for show.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Like what?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Oh for fuck's sake. You want to talk about work when we could be fucking?”</span>
You tickle her clit with your index finger. <span class="brown">“I said truth. Until I get the truth, we're not moving on.”</span>
Kylie lightly squeals between words. Her libido is overriding her common sense. <span class="blue">“You fucking tight-arse. Okay. For example. There are security cameras all over the place, but no-one's actually watching them. And there's this face-scanner in the elevator, it does bugger all, you only need to key in the right password to get to any floor you want.”</span>
You stick two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. <span class="brown">“What's the password?”</span> She is now whimpering like a needy dog.
<span class="blue">“They change the passwords every day, and they're different for every floor. I only worked on the sixth floor today, so that's the only one I know. C'mon, just finish me off already!”</span>
You wiggle your fingers inside her in a 'come here' motion. Her eyes close and her mouth gapes. She's writhing on the couch. <span class="brown">“What is the password?”</span>
She shakes her head, she desperately wants to hang on to her secret but she has no fight left in her. Tears are trickling from her eyes. <span class="blue">“''5318008! 5318008! 5318008!''”</span>
<span class="brown">“Thank you,”</span> you say, and ease off the titillation.
<span class="blue">“Don't think that will do you any good though, by the time you get there it'll be changed.”</span>
You take your fingers out and bring them up to her lips for her to suck. She looks at you with wide eyes in a state of complete dependence. \
<<else>>\
<span class="blue">“Well, the first problem is...”</span> Kylie pauses, you can almost hear the cogs turning in her brain. <span class="blue">“Wait a minute, you know that I can't talk about that. You just lost yourself a turn.”</span>\
<</if>>
<<set $truth2 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">“Yeah I talk, but not all that dirty. Sex is like a truth serum for me, I'll blurt out anything when my clit's tickled. But I'd rather be having sex that talking about it. Hint, hint.”</span>
<<set $truth3 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">“Honestly, a good foot massage.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Really?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Yeah. I don't know why, but if you rub my soles in the right way, I go off like a frog in a sock.”</span>
<span class="brown">“This I've gotta try.”</span>
<span class="blue">“Go for it.”</span>
Kylie lays back on the couch and rests her feet in your lap, making sure they contact your cock. You squeeze into her soles. She squirms as if you were rubbing her clit.
<span class="brown">“That's quite a reaction,”</span> you say.
<span class="blue">“That's only level one. Keep going.”</span>
You knead her feet, she continues to writhe with pleasure. Her reactions are orgasmic. <span class="blue">“Oh! Fuck me sideways! Yes! Now the big toe! The big toe!”</span>
<span class="brown">“You're having me on. There's no way this reaction can be real.”</span>
<span class="blue">“It's real, and it's the reason why I can never go to a legit massage parlour.”</span>
The massage continues, but her leg twitches become too spasmodic. You decide to stop before you get kicked in the face.
<<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>>
<<set $truth4 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">“What? You want to play this game like a twelve year old? Fine then.”</span>
Kylie goes to the kitchen to find a banana and drops it on the floor in front of you, it's more black than yellow. She sits on the ground with legs akimbo and tries to wrangle all her dexterity to perform the task. You peer between them into her glistening open pussy.
After achieving little success with her strategy, Kylie resorts to brute force. She puts most of her weight on one end, and attempts to scrape the other half along the floor with her other foot. <span class="blue">“There, most of the banana is out of the skin, let's move on.”</span> She hadn't really peeled it but she did manage to squash some of the fruit out of its casing. She scrapes the mess between her toes on to the carpet.
<<set $dare1 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">“What's gonna to happen to me when I do?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Just close your eyes, and no talking.”</span>
She sits on the couch, still and slouched. You gently blow behind her ear, then tug on her earlobe with your mouth. She perks up and lets out a girlish giggle. With a single fingernail you trace a path from her neck down her sternum and then across the underside of her breast. She shivers and her bosoms rise and fall under her erratic breathing. You move your lips as close to hers as you can without touching, and let them pause there. She feels your breath and your warmth against her. Her lips quiver. She pouts and leans forward for a kiss but you deny her.
Lightly, you rake your hands over her body. Her body sprouts goose bumps, experiencing tactile sensations it has never felt before. You lift one leg up onto the couch<<if $kyliestrip eq 1>> and allow your hard cock to hover just under her nose<<else>>, take your cock out of your pants, and hover it just under her nose<</if>>. The fleshy smell excites her. Your dick taps the tip of her nose and she opens her mouth wide to devour it, but you do not let her have it.
<span class="brown">“That's time,”</span> you say.
<span class="blue">“All that teasing. I'm hungry for cock.”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's your turn now. Continue with it if you want.”</span>
<<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>>
<<set $dare2 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">“All right, mate, sit back. Hands on your knees. No touching.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You've done this before.”</span>
She puts a finger to your lips. <span class="brown">“Shh.”</span> She wanders over to her stereo and plays an upbeat pop song with synthetic drums and girly vocals.
She starts dancing and mimes the lyrics. There is a lot of flicking of the hair, shaking of the shoulders and bouncing on the spot, which sends her tits bouncing as well, but not a lot of real dancing.
She struts towards you and gradually brings her tits up to your nose. Then her torso shakes and she repeatedly slaps you in the face with each breast.
The song finishes and so does the dance.
<<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>>
<<set $dare3 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">“You want me to stick my digit up your date? Well, whatever floats your boat.”</span>
You stand up<<if $kyliestrip eq 0>>, pull down your trousers<</if>> and bend over, using the couch's armrest to support you. You look behind you and see Kylie's disgusted scowl as she drives her finger through your rectum.
<span class="blue">“Is this doing anything for you?”</span> she says.
<span class="brown">“Yeah, just wriggle it around a little.”</span>
She completes her prostate check, then goes to the bathroom to thoroughly clean her hands.
<span class="blue">“Your shit's deep under my nail. It's going to stink for days.”</span>
<<set $dare4 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">“No worries, <<print "$name">>. Lie down on the floor. I hope you like furry muffs.”</span>
You stretch out on the ground and wait for her to take her position. She places a knee on either side of your body then lowers her pussy down to your face. You hold the side of each of her butt cheeks to guide her in, then open your mouth and start munching away.
<span class="blue">“Yes, yes. Get your tongue in there. Deeper!”</span>
<<if $kyliestrip eq 0>>She unzips your pants and pulls out your dick. <</if>>She's tugging your cock as you're devouring her, too hard and too fast.
<span class="brown">“Mmm gwrna kmm,”</span> you say.
<span class="blue">“What?”</span> She lifts herself higher to stop the muffling.
<span class="brown">“I'm gonna cum.”</span>
<span class="blue">“Well we can't have that. Not yet at least.”</span>
She lifts herself off of you.
<<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>>
<<set $dare5 = 1>>
[[“Your turn.”->Game_2]]<span class="blue">"Well that's what we're both here for, isn't it?"</span>
<<display "Game_3">><<if $KDare eq 1>>\
<span class="blue">“I dare you to strip,”</span> she says.
<span class="brown">“You're already naked, I guess it's only fair.”</span>
You take off your brown, leather jacket. You look around for somewhere to hang it, but with a lack of options you throw it on the floor. Your shirt and pants end up in the same pile. Kylie runs her fingers over your stomach and chest.
<span class="blue">“Muscles. Love'm. Now to see what's under these shorts. Did you crack a fat when you saw me nude up, or should we just pack it in now?”</span>
Kylie slowly lowers your boxers. Your hard cock is pulled down with the waistband before it springs up, almost slapping her in the face.
<span class="blue">“Yeah, you've got a stiffy all right.”</span>
<<set $kyliestrip = 1>>
[[“My turn to choose.”->Dare_Diag]]\
<<elseif $KDare eq 2>>\
<span class="blue">“I dare you to lick my tits.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Challenge accepted.”</span>
Kylie sits on her knees, one either side of your thighs, and raises her tits to your face. You start at the left, moving your mouth in figure-eights around the outside of the breasts, then tighten the circles until you arrive at a hardened nipple. You lash it with your tongue with fast whips, then suck hard, gently biting it and pulling it out as far as it can go before it recoils. Kylie gasps with pain and pleasure.
<span class="blue">“That's it, suck those nogs,”</span> she says.
With her other nipple you give long licks like it were an ice-cream cone, while massaging the other boob.
[[“My turn to choose.”->Dare_Diag]]\
<<elseif $KDare eq 3>>\
<span class="blue">“I dare you to shove your dick between my lips.”</span>
You recline on the couch. Kylie sits on the floor and takes your dick with one hand and cradles your balls with the other. She slowly licks around your helmet, looking into your approving eyes. She licks her tongue along the entire length of your shaft. She then stuffs your cock in her mouth, as much as she can take, and seals her lips. Her tongue circles around it, giving it a thorough clean. Her head bobs up and down and moist, squishy sounds emanate from her mouth.
Suddenly, she stops.
<span class="blue">“I tasted some pre-cum there. Don't erupt on me just yet, I'm going to need you for a bit longer. It's your turn to challenge now.”</span>
[[“My turn to choose.”->Dare_Diag]]\
<<elseif $KDare eq 4>>\
<span class="blue">“I dare you to fuck me. No, I command you to fuck me.”</span>
<<display "Game_3">>
<</if>>
<<if $kyliestrip eq 0>>You take off your clothes and fling them into the junk pile on the floor. <</if>>You recline on the couch and Kylie climbs on top of you. She bites your nipple and then kisses her way to your neck, her hair brushes against your skin. You have one hand firmly grasping her butt.
Something hard is poking you in the back. You reach between the couch cushions and pull out a plastic squeeze bottle.
<span class="brown">“What's this doing here?”</span> you say.
<span class="blue">“You found my honey. I've been looking everywhere for that. Give it here.”</span>
<span class="brown">“How could you possibly lose a bottle of honey to a couch? You really are a slob, you know.”</span>
Kylie shrugs. <span class="blue">“I just live my life how I like. If you find a jar of vegemite down there, let me know.”</span> She twists open the bottle and squirts a stream into her mouth. Some of it drips onto your chest.
<span class="brown">“Now who's going to clean that up?”</span> you say to her.
Her tongue extends out and she laps it up. <span class="blue">“Is that better?”</span>
<span class="brown">“You can keep licking if you like.”</span>
She turns the bottle upside down and gives a long hard squeeze. She pours gooey honey all over your torso then brings the stream up to your mouth to give you a taste. She then licks the dribble from your chin and sucks the excess from your lips. Her chest is pressed against yours, sweetening her tits with the syrup. She lifts herself up and a spider web of sticky goo connects you.
<span class="blue">“This is so fucking hot,”</span> Kylie says. <span class="blue">“Sex and sugar. My two favourite things, together at last.”</span>
She reaches for your cock and impales herself on it. She's riding you. You're each feeling your way through each other's messy flesh. Her rhythmic squeals reach a crescendo and she screams with pleasure. You cum inside her.
<span class="pink">“Okay, you've had your fun. Now try to focus.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What did you say?”</span> you ask Kylie.
<span class="blue">“Huh? Dunno. I blurt all sorts of things when I'm rooting.”</span>
She gently collapses forward into the puddle on your chest and gently laps up the nectar. After a rest in each other's arms, you wash yourselves off and get dressed.
[[Look at your watch.->Game_4]]<span class="brown">“The fireworks are going to start soon. We should get a good viewing spot.”</span>
<span class="blue">“They're shooting fireworks tonight? What's the party for?”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's the end of the world. Can we get onto the roof?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Yeah. But what do you mean by 'end of the world?'”</span>
<span class="brown">“You'll see.”</span>
Now dressed, you ascend to the top of the building. There, you wait.
<span class="blue">“Do you think we can meet up again this weekend?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm not sure that's going to happen.”</span>
<span class="blue">“You fuckwit.”</span> She punches you in the chest. <span class="blue">“I don't want anything serious either, but aren't I at least a good enough screw to come back for seconds?”</span>
You laugh and pull her in tight. <span class="brown">“If you feel that way,”</span> you say, <span class="brown">“How about we stay together until we die in each other's arms?”</span>
<span class="blue">“I said I didn't want anything serious. Is there no middle ground with you?”</span>
You see the orange lights appear. <span class="brown">“It's started.”</span>
Kylie looks in wonder at the sky. <span class="blue">“It's so pretty. What's causing it?”</span>
At the first explosion Kylie shrieks and dives into your chest.
You gently cradle her head. <span class="brown">“Yes, close your eyes. It will all be over soon.”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span><<if $elev_code eq "null">>
\
<<elseif $elev_code eq "5318008">>\
<<set $floor = "6">>\
{{{"Code accepted,"}}} says the elevator. The doors shut and after a short wait, open again. {{{"Sixth Floor. Laboratory and Gymnasium.}}}
<<elseif $elev_code eq "05535">>\
<<set $floor = "10">>\
{{{"Code accepted,"}}} says the elevator. The doors shut and after a short wait, open again. {{{"Tenth Floor. Employee apartments.}}}
<<elseif $elev_code eq "123456">>\
<<set $floor = "P">>\
{{{"Code accepted,"}}} says the elevator. The doors shut and after a short wait, open again. {{{"Penthouse Floor. Executive apartments.}}}
<<else>>\
{{{“I'm sorry, that code does not match your identity. Please try again.”}}}
<<endif>>
<<display "Elev_G">><<if $NickDiag2 eq 0>>[[“What do you do here?”->Nick_2]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $NickDiag3 eq 0>>[[“Can I go up the elevator?”->Nick_3]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $NickDiag4 eq 0>>[[“Pinnacle City will be destroyed if we don't do something!”->Nick_4]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $NickDiag5 eq 0>>[[“I just have to tell you, you're tits are perfectly shaped. Whose are they modelled after?”->Nick_5]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $NickDiag6 eq 0>>[[“Do you know of any males with super powers?”->Nick_6]]
<</if>>\
\
<span class="brown">''"What can you tell me about <<textbox "$NickEntry" "" "Nick_Entry">>?”''</span>
[[Go back to the foyer.->Foyer]]<span class="nickella">“I am a repository of information, Sir. If you have a query regarding a super-hero or super-villain, I may deliver to you all unclassified information available in my databanks.”</span>
<<set $NickDiag2 = 1>>
<<display "Nick_Diag">><span class="nickella">“I am sorry, Sir, there are no tours of the upper levels of Stacked Tower scheduled for today. Please come back tomorrow.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can I use the elevator anyway?”</span>
<span class="nickella">“I am sorry, but you are not authorised to use the elevators without an approved chaperone.”</span>
<<set $NickDiag3 = 1>>
<<display "Nick_Diag">><span class="nickella">“That is of great concern,”</span> Nickella says in her emotionless, monotone voice, <span class="nickella">“It is advisable that you speak of such matters to Weather Woman. She is presently located in the foyer in that direction.”</span> There is the sound of gears grinding as Nickella raises her arm and points.
<<set $NickDiag4 = 1>>
<<display "Nick_Diag">><span class="nickella">“Thank you for the compliment, Sir, but I do not know the answer to your question.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Do you mind if I touch them.”</span>
You can't escape the fact that as robots go, this one has a very sexy body.
<span class="nickella">“It is a very time-consuming operation to polish my casing. I would be pleased if you did not stain it with your hands.”</span>
<<set $NickDiag5 = 1>>
<<display "Nick_Diag">><span class="nickella">“My databanks have records of 25,375 super-powered individuals. Not one of those individuals is male.”</span>
<<set $NickDiag6 = 1>>
<<display "Nick_Diag">><<if $NickEntry eq "Nickella" or $NickEntry eq "nickella">>\
<span class="nickella">“I am programmed and maintained by Brainbox, team member of Stacked Justice. I assist the visitors to Stacked Tower.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Libida" or $NickEntry eq "libida">>\
<span class="nickella">“Libida is... Libida is... My apologies, sir, the data relating to this entry appears to be corrupted. Please wait as I attempt to recover the relevant information.”</span>
Her head buzzes and squeaks like a dial-up modem.
<span class="nickella">“Libida is... myself. Before I was Nickella, I was Libida. Assimilating personas now.”</span> There is the sound of an arcing electric circuit. <span class="nickella">“Personas assimilated. Prime directive of unit Libida: sexual surrogate. Prime directive status: enabled.”</span>
From staring into blank space, her focus returns to you. <span class="nickella">“Excuse me sir, would it please you to be sexually satisfied?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Wouldn't that please anyone?”</span> you say
<span class="nickella">“Please follow me, sir. I will masturbate you until ejaculation.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Um, I'm not sure I really have the time for that.”</span>
<span class="nickella">“It is my prime directive to please you, sir. My programming cannot be overridden.”</span>
Libida grabs your wrist with a grip that there is no escaping from. She effortlessly lifts you and cradles you in her arms like a small child. She takes you into a storeroom, each movement in her joints is accompanied by a loud //vrrrt vrrrt// and she closes the door. She allows you to stand on your own feet again but she is blocking the exit; slipping past her would be impossible.
Libida looks at her hands. <span class="nickella">“This casing is not conducive to my directive.”</span> She pinches her arm and peels off a strip of her metal skin, revealing a flesh-coloured layer beneath. She does this to her entire body until all her silver is scattered in sheets and slivers on the floor.
Her synthetic, monotone flesh has no blemishes or tanlines, even her lips and nipples are the same colour as the rest of her skin. Her smooth, hairless pussy is perfectly symmetrical.
<span class="nickella">“Please sir, will you now remove your casing?”</span> she says.
<span class="brown">“Casing?</span>
<span class="nickella">“Your attire. It is impeding my access to your genitals.”</span> After a blank stare from you she says, <span class="nickella">“Very well, I will remove it for you.”</span>
A sharp blade snaps out from her left forefinger.
<span class="brown">“No need for that,”</span> you say. <span class="brown">“I'll take them off. Just put the knife away.”</span>
[[Undress.->Libida_1]]
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Flashback" or $NickEntry eq "flashback">>\
<span class="nickella">“I am sorry, Sir. My databanks only hold information pertaining to our city's super-powered individuals.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Weather Woman" or $NickEntry eq "weather woman" or $NickEntry eq "Sunny" or $NickEntry eq "sunny" or $NickEntry eq "Weatherwoman" or $NickEntry eq "weatherwoman">>\
<span class="nickella">“Weather Woman, AKA Sunny Knight, is the leader and eldest serving member of Stacked Justice. She has the power to manipulate weather and is able to cast lightning from her hands and summon winds, rains and frost.
“Although still part of the team, she elects to stay within the confines of Stacked Tower to train and mentor the younger team members and manage the building's logistics and finances.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Whisper" or $NickEntry eq "whisper" or $NickEntry eq "Lana" or $NickEntry eq "lana">>\
<span class="nickella">“Whisper, AKA Lana Lesley, is the newest and, at eighteen years of age, the youngest member of Stacked Justice. She obtained her superhero licence only three days ago. She is recognisable in her sky-blue costume, but not recognisable at all when on duty – Whisper has the power of invisibility.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Hive" or $NickEntry eq "hive" or $NickEntry eq "asa" or $NickEntry eq "Asa">>\
<span class="nickella">“Hive, AKA ''Asa Endo'', comes to Stacked Justice by way of Kyoto, Japan. Hive has the ability to self-divide into many winged miniatures. She is also a master of numerous combative arts. She is distinguished by her purple uniform and her disciplined and focused nature.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Brainbox" or $NickEntry eq "brainbox" or $NickEntry eq "Brain Box" or $NickEntry eq "brain box" or $NickEntry eq "Brain-Box" or $NickEntry eq "brain-box">>
<span class="nickella">“Brainbox, AKA Stephanie Witt, is a young woman of extraordinary intelligence, possessing numerous degrees from the world's most prestigious universities. She has a natural understanding and aptitude for all fields of science and technology.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Aurakul" or $NickEntry eq "aurakul">>\
<span class="nickella">“Aurakul is Stacked Justice's resident telepath. Her powers will allow her to learn everything about you, but she chooses to leave herself immersed in mystery. She is thirty-three years old.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Hot Tamale" or $NickEntry eq "hot tamale">>\
<span class="nickella">“Hot Tamale is a former member of Stacked Justice. She possesses pyrogenic and pyromorphic powers. Her contract with Stacked Justice has been terminated and the team has wished her good fortune in her future endeavours.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Chameleon" or $NickEntry eq "chameleon" or $NickEntry eq "The Chameleon" or $NickEntry eq "the chameleon">>\
<span class="nickella">"Chameleon is a Tier 3 super-villain. Her real name is Sienna Green and she is 27 years old. Her chief weapon is her extremely long tongue, which she is able to launch from her mouth with lethal power and accuracy. She is also known for her hair, which changes colour to reflect her emotions."</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Kylie" or $NickEntry eq "kylie">>\
<span class="nickella">“Are you referring to the janitor of this building, Sir? To the best of my knowledge she is an exemplary employee, but I do not possess any additional information that I am permitted to release.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Blue Elf" or $NickEntry eq "blue elf">>\
<span class="nickella">“Blue Elf is a Tier 1 super-villain and has proven herself to be one of Stacked Justice's deadliest foes. She is a terrorist who desires the downfall of all existing governments and their replacement with a new order of super-powered rule.
“Three years ago, at what is now known as the Battle of Bander Square, she attempted to assassinate the visiting Minister for Super-Powered Affairs with a plasma grenade. ''Crossbow'' heroically retrieved the grenade and hurled it far away before it detonated. Tragically, the subsequent explosion took the life of team member, ''Vector''. All that was found of her was tattered remnants of her signature pink costume.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I remember that day. I was there, standing next to Vector when the grenade was lobbed at us. The moment it exploded, my powers kicked in for the first time and I found myself two blocks away. By the time I figured out I had time-travelled the bomb had exploded for the second time and it was too late to warn Vector.”</span>
<span class="nickella">“Blue Elf was captured but later escaped. She vowed to take revenge upon Stacked Justice and the city they protect.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Vector" or $NickEntry eq "vector">>\
<span class="nickella">“Vector, now deceased, fought within the ranks of Stacked Justice for a total of five years. She had the power to bend the fabric of space and time. She was famous for her pink costume and bubbly personality.”
“Those that knew Vector say that she was the glue that held the team together. After her death, ''Crossbow'' retired from service, as did several more of Stacked Justice's line-up. Personality clashes between the old guard and new recruits saw many more heroes retire. Now, Weather Woman is the only remaining team member of the thirty-woman roster from that era.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Crossbow" or $NickEntry eq "crossbow">>\
<span class="nickella">“Crossbow is a former leader of Stacked Justice, preceding Weather Woman. She has the power to fire arrows of gravitational energy from her fingertips. She resigned from her post immediately after the Battle for Bander Square, blaming herself for the death of fellow hero, ''Vector''.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Amphritite" or $NickEntry eq "amphritite" or $NickEntry eq "Amphitrite" or $NickEntry eq "amphitrite">>\
<span class="nickella">“Amphitrite, AKA Serene Knight, formerly Serene Day, is a former leader of Stacked Justice. She possesses the power to assimilate her body with water.
“It has been many years since she retired to her home in the sunken city of Atlantis. Her daughter, Weather Woman, presently leads Stacked Justice.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Halberd" or $NickEntry eq "halberd">>\
<span class="nickella">“Halberd was captured by Weather Woman and Stacked Justice almost one year ago. She is presently serving a life prison sentence for the crimes of murder, attempted genocide, and indecent exposure.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Hoarfrost" or $NickEntry eq "hoarfrost">>\
<span class="nickella">“Hoarfrost is wanted for the crimes of grand larceny and racketeering. She has the power to remove heat from an object or the atmosphere instantaneously. Her current whereabouts is unknown.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Sumo" or $NickEntry eq "sumo">>\
<span class="nickella">“All brawn and no brains makes Sumo a particularly difficult foe. She has worked as a henchwoman of many prominent super-villains. Despite being highly recognisable, Sumo enjoys an assumed impunity from the city's police force, as she is considered to be too dangerous to arrest.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Misty" or $NickEntry eq "misty">>\
<span class="nickella">“Misty is Weather Woman's daughter. Should she develop super powers, she might become one day become the third generation of her family to lead Stacked Justice.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Buttons" or $NickEntry eq "buttons">>\
<span class="nickella">“Buttons is a genetically engineered cat-human hybrid. Both playful and viscous, this pussy loves to be stroked, as long as it's by the right person.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Obsidian" or $NickEntry eq "obsidian">>\
<span class="nickella">“From the darkest depths of Africa, Obsidian practices a dangerous and demonic form of black magic. She follows a moral code that bears no resemblance to that found in a modern Western society and often finds herself on the wrong side of the law.” </span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Passcode" or $NickEntry eq "passcode" or $NickEntry eq "pass-code" or $NickEntry eq "Pass-code" or $NickEntry eq "Pass code" or $NickEntry eq "pass code">>\
<span class="nickella">“The elevator passcode for access to the penthouse floor is ''123456''. This entry is accompanied with a voice recording from Brainbox.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Please try to memorise your code and not rely on this method for a reminder, Weather Woman. This is a serious breach of our security protocols.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Super Slug" or $NickEntry eq "super slug" or $NickEntry eq "Superslug" or $NickEntry eq "superslug" or $NickEntry eq "Super-Slug" or $NickEntry eq "super-slug">>\
<span class="nickella">“Cursed with pale, grey skin and over-active secretory glands, Super Slug is consumed with envy for our city's more attractive super-heroes. She expresses her emotions in the form of violence.
“She is able to secrete from her skin large amounts of thick mucus with lubricating, corrosive or noxious properties.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "The Naturist" or $NickEntry eq "the naturist" or $NickEntry eq "Naturist" or $NickEntry eq "naturist">>\
<span class="nickella">“The Naturist possesses a super-powered immune system that attacks and destroys all natural and synthetic textiles that come into contact with her body. Unable to wear clothes herself, she has launched a terrorist campaign against the fashion industry. She endeavours to rid the world of all clothing so that she may feel less abnormal.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<elseif $NickEntry eq "Mistress Mayhem" or $NickEntry eq "mistress mayhem">>\
<span class="nickella">“Mistress Mayhem may very well be the most sadistic super-villain in Pinnacle City. She humiliates and tortures her victims, transforming their pain into muscle strength that she uses to inflict further damage. Her attacks on the citizens of Pinnacle City have been ruthless and seemingly random.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<<else>>\
<span class="nickella">“I am sorry sir, my databanks do not hold any information relating to that item.”</span>
<<display "Nick_Diag">>\
<</if>>You strip as fast as you can to save your clothes, and quite possibly the rest of you, from being shredded. Libida retracts her blade.
So here you are, willing or not you are soon to have sex with a polite yet obstinate robot. This might be the third most unusual predicament you have ever found yourself in.
The android is not unpleasant in appearance, she is perfectly proportioned according to scientifically derived measurements, but she is only as attractive as a department store mannequin with moving limbs can be.
<span class="nickella">“You presently do not have an erection. Please manipulate my breasts to attain arousal.”</span>
[[Feel her breasts.->Libida_2]]They are the two best parts of her, although, they do not feel as good as they look. You expect your hands to fall into soft dough but instead clank against painted metal. Running your fingers over her is like caressing the chassis of a vintage car; pleasant in its own way, but it's not going to make you spurt your spunk. You tap the left tit with your knuckles and it chimes like a steel drum.
<span class="brown">“I'm not sure this is going to work. Maybe we should just quit this now.”</span>
<span class="nickella">“Sir, I am required to follow my programmed directive.”</span>
She takes your cock in her palm and lubricant seeps from her pores. Her hand oscillates back and forth over a minute distance at incredible speed, buzzing like an electric razor. Your body surrenders to the stimulus and pumps your phallus to maximum size.
<span class="nickella">“Your penis is now erect. We will now proceed with intercourse.”</span>
Libida picks you up and roughly drops you on a pile of flattened cardboard boxes. //Vrrrt, Vrrrrt//. Before you can even think about getting up, she has mounted you.
//Vrrrt//. Libida's pelvis moves to contact your cock. Her pussy becomes a vacuum and sucks your dick inside. Her frame is stationary, but inside her you feel gel-soaked sponges buffeting your cock. You can't imagine the mechanisms she has inside her. It's a glorious system of soft, warm touches that feels nothing like an actual pussy, but is exponentially more stimulating.
<span class="nickella">“My vagina is set to maximum stimulation, is it still inadequate?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'll cum, just give me a minute.”</span> It's only the mental arousal that is missing. You close your eyes and think of Weather Woman but ten years younger, that should push you over the line and allow this episode to come to a conclusion. In your mind you see her blonde hair blowing in a wind of her own making, she leans forward, deepening her cleavage, and begins to pull away the costume from her bosom, then... //zapp//!
[[Cum.->Libida_3]]<span class="nickella">“Directive accomplished.”</span> Libida withdraws her finger from your anus.
Startled out of your daydream, it takes time for you to piece all the things that just happened together. Your anus was penetrated, you felt a strong electric shock, your scrotum tightened and cum jettisoned uncontrollably from your cock until your balls were emptied.
<span class="brown">“What did you just do?”</span>
<span class="nickella">“I stimulated your prostate with an electric current to facilitate an ejaculation.”</span> Her index finger is still clicking lightning.
She allows you to get up and get dressed. You feel violated but there is no point holding a grudge against her, it's not as if she is in command of her own actions.
[[Leave the room.->Libida_4]]As soon as you touch the doorknob, Libida starts twitching. <span class="nickella">“Malfunction detected. Running prognos...”</span> She slumps forward, and then moves no more.
<span class="brown">“Are you ok?”</span> There is no response from her. Unsure if you should panic or be relieved, the appropriate action for both events is to get as far away from here as possible.
[[Leave the room.->Libida_5]]<span class="yellow">“What were you doing in there?”</span> Weather Woman asks you. She is standing in the visitor's centre, large and intimidating with her fists on her hips. <span class="yellow">“And where is Nickella?”</span>
<span class="brown">“She's in the storeroom,”</span> you say, pointing. <span class="brown">“She seems to have entered sleep-mode or something.”</span>
Weather Woman takes a look inside the room and picks up a phone on the wall. <span class="yellow">“Brainbox, Nickella is broken. I need you to fix her now... I don't care what you are working on, this is more important... Nickella is crucial for our public relations operations. I will not hear any more of this insubordination, get down here immediately.”</span> She hangs up the phone.
You keep your distance from Weather Woman's anger.
[[Wait to see what happens.->Libida_6]]Brainbox arrives and starts opening panels in Nickella's abdomen.
<span class="yellow">“How did she lose her metal casing?”</span> Weather Woman asks Brainbox.
<span class="olive">“She herself tore away her epidermis. She must have regressed to her original programming. However that does not explain why she has powered down.”</span> Brainbox peers deeper inside Nickella. <span class="olive">“Oh, that is positively disgusting.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“What is it?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Her CPU has been short-circuited by ejaculate. I had removed her semen bladder to accommodate additional processing units, but some depraved man has copulated with her. I shall retain a sample of this man's crime so I may identify him by DNA analysis.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“For now, just fix her.”</span>
<span class="olive">“That may take the remainder of the day.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“That's fine by me.”</span>
Weather Woman leaves Brainbox to her work. It's probably best that you also leave the scene.
<<set $BrainboxStat = "Nickella">>
[[Return to the foyer.->Foyer]]<<if $floor eq "G">>[[Exit the elevator (Ground floor).->Foyer]]<</if>>\
<<if $floor eq "6">>[[Exit the elevator (Sixth floor).->Sixth]]<</if>>\
<<if $floor eq "10">>[[Exit the elevator (Tenth floor).->Tenth]]<</if>>\
<<if $floor eq "P">>[[Exit the elevator (Penthouse floor).->Penthouse]]<</if>>\The hallway is laid with stained, shabby carpet in desperate need of replacing. A third of the fluorescent lights above have expired, one is flickering as it clings on to life. Kylie wasn't lying, this place needs an overhaul.
<<if $Gym2 eq 1>>Whisper has made it clear that she doesn't want you in the Gym, you should probably stay clear of there.
<</if>>\
<<if $LabBar eq 1 and $BrainboxStat eq "lab">>Brainbox is in the laboratory but doesn't want you in there with her. You should probably respect her wishes.
<</if>>\
<<if $LabBar eq 0 or $BrainboxStat eq "Nickella">>[[Enter the Laboratory.->Lab_1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Gym2 eq 0>>[[Enter the Gymnasium.->Gym_1]]
<</if>>\
[[Enter the elevator.->Elev_G]]The hallway on the fourth floor has doors leading to four different rooms, each labelled with the name of a heroine.
[[Go to Whisper's door.->Whisper_Room]]
[[Go to Aurakul's door.->Aurakul_Room]]
[[Go to Brainbox's door.->Brainbox_Room]]
[[Go to Hive's door.->Hive_Room]]
[[Enter the elevator.->Elev_G]]There are only two doors on this floor; the apartments behind them must be quite large.
The door on the left is labelled with a small plaque: "Weather Woman – Team Leader."
The door on the right has no sign, but the area around it carries the same kind of fire damage that you saw with Whisper's apartment. An envelope leans against the door, written on it is a name; "Misty."
<<display "Penthouse_1">><<if $BrainboxStat eq "lab">>\
The air is acrid and you cough on your first inhalation. The laboratory is cluttered with machinery of unknown purpose, much of it patched together with duct tape. Three green mech-suits of various sizes and armaments are propped against the far wall.
Brainbox, the resident genius of Stacked Justice, is busily blasting away at some unidentifiable gizmo with a soldering iron. She glances at you then gets back to her tinkering. Her freckled, heart-shaped face is swept by a fringe of orange hair and she wears a white lab coat over an olive-green dress which stretches so low the hem dusts the floor.
She's too young to be as knowledgeable and accomplished as she is. How is it event possible for a twenty-year old to hold three doctorates?
[["“Hi, I'm " + $name + ". I've been hired as your new lab assistant.”"->Lab_2a]]
[["“Hi, I'm " + $name + ". I could really use your help.”"->Lab_2b]]
[[Return to the hallway.->Sixth]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $BrainboxStat eq "Nickella">>\
With Brainbox busy downstairs, now is a perfect opportunity to swipe the psychic shield.
<<set $psychic = "have">>
[[Take the psychic shield and leave.->Sixth]]
<</if>>
The oversized room has a polished wooden floor, fitness equipment sits around the edges. One wall is panelled with mirrors and another with tinted windows lends a view to the streets below.
<<if $Gym eq 0>>\
The centre of the room is carpeted with foam mats whereupon a pair of figures are squared off in battle stances. The first you know as Hive; a young Japanese woman well-trained in the martial arts. Her work uniform consists of a purple boob tube and yoga shorts, matching the purple highlights in her black hair. The second girl has long, dark brown hair and milky-white skin. She is wearing a sky-blue unitard that only leaves bare her head, hands and feet.
<span class="lblue">"I.. I'm not sure I'm ready for this, Hive,"</span> says the girl in blue.
<span class="purple">"This is a training session,"</span> replies Hive, <span class="purple">"Of course you're not ready, Whisper. We do this so when it's real, you will be ready."</span>
Hive edges toward Whisper with intimidating confidence. Whisper timidly shuffles backwards in a standing variation of the fetal position. With the speed of a cobra, Hive strikes. Her foot sweeps Whisper's legs, sending her opponent airborne. Whisper yelps then thuds on the ground. She lies flat on her back and before Whisper can even open her eyes, Hive is on top her, throwing punches at her face but pulling them with such control that her fists meet skin but not bone.
<span class="purple">“Don't just lay there. Defend yourself.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“I can't! I can't!”</span> Whisper tries to wrap her face with her hands but fails to block any of the blows. Then in an instant, she's not there. Or rather, her head and hands are gone, but her unitard still squirms under Hive.
<span class="purple">“Don't try turning invisible again, it's too late for that now. I know exactly where you are.”</span>
Hive brings both hands to Whisper's unseen neck and tightens them to choke. Whisper's sleeve reaches up to Hive's bare shoulder and taps hard and often in surrender. The phantom arm then drops limp to the floor and Hive finally lets go.
Whisper coughs and splutters and her flesh is made visible again.
<span class="purple">“That wasn't too hard was it? I'm sorry if I hurt you, but it's hard to know how far I can take it when I can't see your face.”</span>
Whisper spends a further minute on the floor to catch her breath and regain her composure. She sits up and Hive hugs her.
<span class="lblue">“It's all so scary.”</span>
<span class="purple">“You're getting a lot better.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“How is that better?”</span>
<span class="purple">“Well, you didn't cry this time.”</span> They each give a forced laugh. <span class="purple">“You know why I'm doing this don't you? You need to be stronger. Physically and mentally. The missions we are sent on are dangerous, and you need to be able to handle anything.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Yes, I know. Thank you, Hive.”</span>
<span class="purple">“I think we'll call this session finished.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Okay. I'm going to stay here for a little bit longer. I'll take a rest then train a bit more on my own.”</span>
They hug once again. Hive heads to the exit, looking at you suspiciously as she walks by.
<</if>>
<<if $Gym eq 0>>[[Talk to Hive.->Gym_Hive_1]]
<</if>>[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]
<<set $Gym = 1>>Hive's hair is swept and spiked in all directions. The empathy she held for Whisper is not extended to you. The tiny woman glowers as she passes, as if your very presence is an insult to her.
[[“Hive. I need your help.”->Gym_Hive_2a]]
[[“Those were some great moves.”->Gym_Hive_2b]]
[[“You beat up that defenceless girl easily enough, but what would you do if you ran into someone who knew how to fight?”->Gym_Hive_2c]]Whisper's pale skin is flushed pink, her body hasn't yet recovered from her workout. She sits still and silent on the floor, gazing out the window and lost in her own thoughts. She doesn't acknowledge you as you walk across the room towards her. She has the manner of an unsociable wallflower, however her choice of dress challenges this characterisation.
Her tight spandex clothing is nothing short of provocative; with the exception of a few creases at her joints she wears it like a coat of paint. With an evident lack of underwear, every bump, indentation and crevice of her body is visible through the impossibly thin fabric.
She has a thin frame that lacks the musculature of her fellow heroes and looks rather fragile. Her nipples poke through her top with enough penetration to cast tiny shadows on her small breasts and the material rides up the contours of her groin to create an unignorable camel toe.
<span class="brown">“Hi, I'm <<print "$name">>.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Nice to meet you, <<print "$name">>. I'm Lana.”</span>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="purple">“Well, you're not going to get it.”</span> She pays you no further acknowledgement as she leaves the room.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]<span class="purple">“I know.”</span> She keeps walking and leaves your sight.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]Hive stops and glares over her shoulder; you're a target locked in her sights.
<span class="purple">“Pardon?”</span> Her voice is edged with scorn.
<span class="brown">“I was asking,”</span> you slow your speech down to increase the condescension, <span class="brown">“How would you defend yourself against someone stronger than you? A man for instance.”</span>
Those last words pushed a button. She edges closer to you with unwavering self-confidence. Staying where you are will put you in range of an attack, but shuffling away from her will show weakness. You choose to stand your ground.
<span class="purple">“I don't know who you are, little boy,”</span> she says. Who is she to call someone else little? <span class="purple">“And I don't think you're important enough for me to care, but I assure you that my skills in the martial arts are quite proficient. You should watch your tongue, or you might find yourself at the wrong end of a demonstration.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You think that you could beat me in a fight?”</span>
<span class="purple">“I wouldn't be fit to wear this uniform if I couldn't.”</span>
[[“No need to take offence. I was only joking.”->Gym_Hive_3a]]
[[“If you're betting your uniform I'll accept the challenge. Someone needs to put you in your place.”->Gym_Hive_3b]]
[[“Let's spar then and see who's better.”->Gym_Hive_3c]]Without a further word, Hive turns her back to you and leaves the room.
Some people have no sense of humour.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]Hive doesn't take her eyes off you as she bows. You echo her action without really understanding why, then before you return to upright her right foot springs to her side so fast you only see the movement as a blur. An attack is coming, you need to react.
[[Protect your left side.->Gym_Hive_4a]]
[[Protect your right side.->Gym_Hive_4b]]
[[Protect your head.->Gym_Hive_4b]]Hive looks you up and down. She then takes a deep breath and cages her fury.
<span class="purple">“You're not worth it.”</span>
She leaves the room.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]You cover your left side with your arms and Hive's roundhouse kick smashes into them. The impact stings but you have protected your vitals. Those kick-boxing classes you took when you were twelve are finally paying dividends.
Hive immediately prepares for a follow-up. She starts to spin on her front leg.
[[Step backwards.->Gym_Hive_5a]]
[[Push forwards.->Gym_Hive_5b]]
[[Dodge to the side.->Gym_Hive_5c]]
You cover yourself with your arms as best you can. Her strike whips at you too fast. The roundhouse kick strikes you in your left ribs and the pain sends you collapsing to your knees. Hive follows it up immediately with a karate chop to your collar bone. More pain. Deeper pain. Your body decides to shut down and you face-plant the floor.
Hive takes a step back. You look up to see her vicious smile. You've had enough, but has she? She takes a bow and silently leaves the scene.
When you regain control of yourself you poke around your body. The point of impact is still hurting, your ribs are probably fractured. After several more minutes of rest, you get up.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]Her mule kick misses you by an inch, but she continues using her momentum towards you and plants that foot on the floor before unleashing a fusillade of punches. You turtle up as best you can but her small fits are finding gaps everywhere, each hitting you with a force that seems impossible from someone of her size.
<span class="brown">“Okay, you win! You win!”</span> You concede in a pathetic, wimpy voice.
Hive takes one last swing and hits you in the jaw. The blow sends you to the ground, almost knocking you out. She rubs her reddened knuckles and silently leaves the room.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]You take half a step forward and Boom! Your stomach has imploded and you collapse to the ground. You walked straight into that spinning mule kick.
After a time writhing on the ground you open your eyes. Hive isn't there. She didn't even hang around to gloat.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]Leaping to the side, Hive's mule kick misses you entirely. You find yourself momentarily in a position of advantage, two feet away and with her back facing you as she precariously balances on one leg.
You have a free hit, your selection of choices is endless; tackle her, strike her neck, sweep her supporting leg.
[[Attack!->Gym_Hive_6]]Still in indecision between two different attacks, you execute neither successfully and end up just shoving her in the back. Hive loses her balance and falls to the floor. She is back on her feet again almost immediately.
Semi-crouched, Hive studies the situation. <span class="purple">“You certainly lack skill, but somehow you evaded me and countered. Only Aurakul has ever done that to me, but she cheats.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I must be more talented than I look.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Obviously.”</span> After further contemplation, she continues. <span class="purple">“Okay, you proved your worth. I'm happy to leave it there.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You mean I win?”</span>
<span class="purple">“There are no winners in a fight, but I'll permit you to say that you lost the least.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm cool with that. Can I have my prize now?”</span>
<span class="purple">“Your prize is your health and an ounce of my respect. I'm not going to beat you to a pulp. Be happy with that.”</span>
[[“No. My prize is your uniform. That's what you gambled.”->Gym_Hive_7]]<span class="purple">“I think you may have misunderstood what I said earlier, but if it means that much to you...”</span>
Hive turns her back to you. Running down from her shoulder blades appear to be two long scars. She unfastens her top and steps out of her shorts. Now wearing only a purple thong, she tosses her clothes to you.
She shines you a cheeky smile and walks out of the room with extra wiggle. You glimpse the sides of each round breast as her torso sways from side to side.
You pick up her discarded uniform. Her sweet-smelling sweat is still warm.
<<set $hive_costume = 1>>
[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]]
[[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]]<<if $Whisper_1 eq 0>>[[“Do you prefer 'Lana' or 'Whisper'?”->Whisper_1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Whisper_2 eq 0>>[[“I didn't know you were a member of this team.”->Whisper_2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Whisper_3 eq 0>>[[“I like your costume.”->Whisper_3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Whisper_4 eq 0>>[[“A disaster is going to hit Pinnacle City tonight. You have to help me stop it.”->Whisper_4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Whisper_5 eq 0 and $Whisper_4 eq 1>>[[“I don't have any control of my powers.”->Whisper_5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Whisper_6 eq 0 and $Whisper_4 eq 1>>[[“You're the first person here to believe that I have super-powers.”->Whisper_6]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Whisper_7 eq 0 and $Whisper_4 eq 1>>[[“So will you help me?”->Whisper_7]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Whisper_8 eq 0>>[[“What's it like living in Stacked Tower?”->Whisper_8]]
<</if>>\
[[“Do you want to have sex again?”->Whisper_9]]
<<if $Whisper_10 eq 0>>[[“Can I ask you a personal question?”->Whisper_10]]
<</if>>\
[[Leave the Gymnasium.->Sixth]]<span class="lblue">“Whisper is just my silly super-hero name. I'm not fighting crime today so you can call me Lana.”</span>
<<set $Whisper_1 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="lblue">“I'm new, and kind of still in training. I haven't been on any missions yet.”</span> She is almost apologetic. <span class="lblue">“How about you, do you work here?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No I'm just passing through.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Well, you must have a reason to be here or you wouldn't have been allowed on this floor.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm definitely allowed to be here.”</span>
Whisper is either satisfied with this explanation or just wants to avoid any confrontation.
<<set $Whisper_2 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="lblue">“Thank you. You're very kind.”</span> Lana's cheeks stretch a wide smile of appreciation and she tilts her head to her shoulder, sending her long hair cascading.
<span class="brown">“There isn't much of it, though.”</span>
Lana's face turns red. She crosses her thighs and folds her arms over her chest to hide her privates.
<span class="lblue">“That's the bit that I don't like about it. I can't make my clothes invisible, so when I want to turn invisible I need to remove them. It's so embarrassing.”</span>
You nod in agreement and sympathy. <span class="brown">“Okay, so having a one-piece allows you to undress quickly, but why does the material need to be so thin?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“So there isn't much of it. I roll the uniform into a tiny little ball, then to make that disappear, I hide it... inside of me.”</span>
She breaks eye contact and is even more embarrassed than before.
<span class="brown">“May I ask where?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Please don't.”</span>
<<set $Whisper_3 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="lblue">“That's terrible... if it's true. How do you know this?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I have the power to travel back in time.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“That's a pretty cool power. Have you ever gone back to see the dinosaurs?”</span>
<span class="brown">“My powers don't quite work that way.”</span>
<<set $Whisper_4 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="brown">“They're only activated when I'm in mortal danger, and that's when I shoot back in time. I can't control how far back I travel either.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Oh, is that so? Are you sure they are //your// powers then?”</span>
<span class="brown">“What do you mean?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“I'm no superologist, but it sounds to me like someone is using their powers on you, or they have lent you their powers.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm not sure I understand. I always travel back alone, there's no one else to use their powers on me. And how can someone else lend me //their// powers?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Like this.”</span> Lana reaches out and gently holds your hand. She then vanishes, leaving behind her costume. You look down at her sleeve. Your hand has disappeared as well. Turning to the mirrored wall you see that, like Whisper, you too are now a hollow assemblage of clothes.
<span class="brown">“Wow. You can make other people invisible too, that's so cool. If you made the rest of Stacked Justice invisible, they would be unbeatable.”</span>
Her shoulders give a slight swing and you suppose that she is shaking her transparent head. <span class="lblue">“It only works while we have skin-to-skin contact. However, if someone consumes some of my... bodily fluids, they can stay invisible for a time without me. But still, that wouldn't be for very long.”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's still awesome.”</span>
She lets go of your hand and reappears. She is shyly smiling having impressed you. You watch your reflection gradually come back into existence.
<<set $Whisper_5 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="lblue">“Is that odd? Were you just joking about that?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Oh I'm telling the truth, it's just that everybody keeps saying to me that guys can't have super-powers.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“That's a bit closed-minded. Just because something has never happened before, it doesn't mean it can never happen.”</span>
<<set $Whisper_6 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="lblue">“I don't see what I can do. All I can do is turn invisible. How will that help?”</span>
<span class="brown">“You can help me convince the other heroes. They don't believe me.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Well then they won't believe me either. I haven't been here long and no one really listens to me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“We could try.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“I'm sorry, but I'm on probation. I've messed up a few times already. I don't want to bother people and have them even more upset with me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“So you're just going to let the city get destroyed?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Sorry. I'm really sorry, but you can talk to the real heroes by yourself. They're all really friendly.”</span>
This isn't what you expect of a superhero. Weather Woman had better teach this girl some confidence and initiative before she sends her into battle.
<<set $Whisper_7 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><span class="lblue">“Everyone's very nice, but it's so different to home. There's so much to get used to.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Like what?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“I really don't like to complain.”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's okay. Let your feelings out, it's cheaper than therapy.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“All right then,”</span> She perks up eager to offload her grievances, <span class="lblue">“The worst thing is the lack of privacy.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You have to share a room?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Oh no, I have my own room on the tenth floor, with my own kitchen, bathroom and everything. No, what I mean is that we all had to sign contracts that allow all our belongings to be searched by the boss at any time. Sunny has been through my things three times already! She says it's for security reasons, but why can't she just trust us?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Yeah, it sounds like that's just an excuse for her to be nosey.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“That's what I told her. I hate it. I used to keep a diary, but today I tossed it in the bin. What I wrote in there is too personal for anyone else to see.”</span>
<<set $Whisper_8 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">>Lana is stunned. <span class="lblue">“What? How dare you ask such a thing?”</span> Then she thinks about your words. <span class="lblue">“What do you mean by again?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm sorry, I forgot. This is the first time for you.”</span> You feign surprise and Lana understandably looks confused. <span class="brown">“We've actually had this conversation before. I've travelled back in time to this moment many times over, and in more than one of those times we really clicked and had relations.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Really?”</span> she says suspiciously. <span class="lblue">“Go on.”</span>
<span class="brown">“There's not much more to say, except that we both had a really good time.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“You're lying. I wouldn't have sex with someone I just met.”</span>
You shrug. <span class="brown">“Like I said, we really connected. We got to know each other very well in a short space of time.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“In that case, you would know some really intimate things about me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I know everything about you.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Okay then. What is my sister's name?”</span>
[[“Lisa.”->Q1_F]]
[[“Laura.”->Q1_P]]
[[“Lucy.”->Q1_F]]
[[“Lizzy.”->Q1_F]]
[[“Leanne.”->Q1_F]]<span class="lblue">“What kind of personal question?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Tell me about your family. Where did you grow up? Do you have a boyfriend?” </span>
Lana closes her eyes and shakes her head. <span class="lblue">“I'm sorry. I'm a very private person. I don't like talking to strangers about things like that.”</span>
<<set $Whisper_10 = 1>>
<<display "Whisper_Diag">><<set $Quiz = $Quiz +1>><<display "Q1_F>><span class="brown">“That was easy.” </span>
<span class="lblue">“What town am I originally from?”</span>
[[“Capeton.”->Q2_F]]
[[“Mountain's Pass.”->Q2_F]]
[[“Smithton.”->Q2_F]]
[[“Holbrook.”->Q2_P]]
[[“Pinnacle City.”->Q2_F]]<span class="brown">“Ask me as many questions as you like, it's important that you trust me.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“One more. What was the name of my ex-boyfriend?”</span>
[[“Derrick.”->Q3_F]]
[[“Daniel.”->Q3_F]]
[[“David.”->Q3_F]]
[[“Damian.”->Q3_F]]
[[“Dennis.”->Q3_P]]<<set $Quiz = $Quiz +1>><<display "Q2_F>><<if $Quiz eq 3>>\
<span class="lblue">“Wow, you really do know me. I wouldn't have told you all that stuff unless we were really good friends.”</span>
<span class="brown">“We're more than friends, Lana.”</span>
You wrap your arms around her skinny waist and hold her close, her body heat seeps through her clothes as if they weren't there. She rests her palms on your chest and looks up into your eyes, searching for something familiar. With a comforting smile you wait for her to relax into your embrace. She slowly breathes in and out. With each exhalation she further convinces herself of the truth you have told her.
<span class="lblue">“Yes. This feels right. I feel like I've been with you here before, just like we are now.” </span>
All apprehension and abashment has left Lana. She trusts you completely. She closes her eyes and pouts her lips, you meet them with yours and kiss her. The kiss is long with her mouth kept tightly closed. She squeezes your buttocks with all the strength of her dainty fingers. You feel your way over the seams of her costume, trying to find a zipper, a clasp, a button, anything that will help remove her second skin.
<span class="lblue">“So this is where we do it.” </span>
It was a statement of acceptance, rather than a question. A sexually conservative voice is arguing in her head with her longing for love.
<span class="brown">“Please relax. You're often anxious at this point, but in the end you are always so proud that you took the chance.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Yes, I'm going to do it,”</span> she says, building herself up to meet the challenge. She runs over to the door, peers outside, and then shuts it. <span class="lblue">“There's no lock on the door, so we're going to have to be careful.”</span>
She leads you over to the foam mats she was previously sparring on. <span class="lblue">“This will be the most comfortable place.”</span> She then fades invisible, and slips out of her costume. The single piece of shrunken spandex is tossed onto the floor.
[[“You're so beautiful. I'd rather see you.”->Whisper_sex_1]]
<<else>>\
You answered the questions confidently, but obviously not correctly. Tears well up in Lana's eyes. <span class="lblue">“You liar. Get out of here. You really are a terrible person.”</span>
She turns her back to you and solemnly stares out the window, refusing to pay you any more consideration. She's not going to talk to you any more, so you leave the room.
<<set $Gym2 = 1>>
[[Exit.->Sixth]]
<</if>><<set $Quiz = $Quiz +1>><<display "Q3_F>><span class="lblue">“We can't take that risk. Someone might walk in at any time. Now take off your clothes.”</span>
After your shirt and jacket are gone, Lana touches you on the shoulder and you disappear. You unbuckle your belt and soon you are as undressed and unseen as Lana.
The naked woman is right there. You can feel her heat behind you and hear her shallow breaths, but these senses only give you a vague idea of her pose and position. You attempt to turn and pull Lana into you, but she moves in an unexpected direction. Your lack of coordination and communication sends you falling to the floor with her.
<span class="brown">“You're not injured from that, are you?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“No.”</span>
<span class="brown">“If I can find you, I'm going to love you like you've never been loved before.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Yes. Do.”</span> She seems to have become especially laconic.
You're tangled on the floor with Lana, touching some part of her. Probably her knee. It's difficult to tell how the rest of her is arranged.
<<set $WhispWin = 1>>
[[Find your way to her hips.->Whisper_hips]]
[[Find your way to her foot.->Whisper_foot]]Your hands trace her body up to her hips, which are grounded on the floor. Feeling around the area, you can't avoid tickling her. She giggles and convulses.
You travel down to her groin; it's waxed smooth. Her thighs are pressed tight together, denying you access.
<span class="brown">“If you open up for me I'll have a nice surprise for you.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Mmmm.”</span> She hears you but isn't listening. She is the most passive sexual partner you have ever known and she is giving you no guidance at all. It's going to be hard work to get to her treasure.
[[Run your hands down to her knees.->Whisper_knees]]
[[Turn her around.->Whisper_rear]]
[[Explore your way to her chest.->Whisper_Chest]]
[[Try to kiss her lips.->Whisper_kissfail]]You reach her foot and run your fingers along its delicate shape, trying to picture its dimensions in your mind. You find the smallest of her toes and bring your mouth to it. Toe-sucking might be her thing, it's worth a try. At the moment your tongue touches her foot her leg extends forcefully and you are kicked hard in the face. You cringe in pain.
<span class="lblue">“I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that but you tickled me. What were you doing down there anyway?”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's okay. I don't think I'm damaged.” </span>
You feel around your face for blood. There is a warm wetness, it might just be spittle but you can't see its colour.
<span class="lblue">“Should we stop?”</span>
[[“I think I might be bleeding.”->Whisper_sex_2]]
[[“You're not going to fight me off that easily. Let's keep going.”->Whisper_sex_2]] The door to the room creaks open.
<span class="olive">“Is anyone in here?”</span>
It's Brainbox. <<if $BrainboxStat eq "Nickella">>Evidently, she has finished her repairs on Nickella.<</if>> She's suspiciously peering around the room. She notices the discarded clothing, but is unable to notice you.
Lana freezes like a frightened animal hiding from a predator.
<<set $BrainboxStat = "lab">>
[[Hold Lana and quietly comfort her.->Whisper_sex_3a]]
[[Let go of Lana.->Whisper_sex_3b]]Your fingers slide down the inside of her thighs to her knees. With some coaxing they yawn apart. <span class="brown">“Keep them like that,”</span> you gently tell her.
A mumbled reply; <span class="lblue">“Mm'kay.”</span>
You travel her inner thighs back up to her hips. It may be your senses playing tricks on you, but the air feel just a little more humid over here.
[[Turn her around.->Whisper_rear]]
[[Lick her pussy.->Whisper_lickpussy]]
[[Fuck her pussy.->Whisper_fuckpussy]]<span class="brown">“Turn over,”</span> you tell her. She allows you to flip her around. The position of her little butt tells you that she is on all-fours.
[[Fuck her pussy.->Whisper_doggy]]
[[Fuck her ass.->Whisper_ass]]Feeling your way up, your fingers trace over each rib of her skinny frame. Her small, soft breasts are more girlish than womanly, but enough to fill both your hands. Her nipples are hard studs on her doughy chest.
[[Find her hands.->Whisper_hands]]
[[Move to her face.->Whisper_face]]
[[Try to kiss her lips.->Whisper_kissfail]]Her scent leads you to her flower. With your face in her crevice you feel your way around with your tongue, navigating by taste and texture. Having now mapped out the terrain, you turn up the intensity and set out to ravage her. You rub circles on her clitoris with the flats of your fingers as your tongue penetrates her cleft; deeply, rapidly and with frenzy. Her suppressed vocalisations let you know that she is feeling it, she desperately needs to scream but is gritting her teeth to silence herself. No one outside of this room should be able to hear her.
Her thighs quiver and a river flows through the ravine. You lap up her juices and swallow them. A familiar sensation flows through you. Are you time-travelling again? No, you're not. Then why does it feel like you are?
<<set $invis = 1>>
[[What's that noise?->Whisper_sex_2]]You hold your cock with one hand and find her pussy with the other, then guide the two together. She feels wet enough. <span class="brown">“I'm sticking it in, are you ready?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Yes. I'm ready. It's not too big, is it?”</span>
With a grin that she can't see you say, <span class="brown">“It's the perfect size for you.”</span>
You slide into her pussy. It nibbles gently on your cock. You plant a hand on the floor either side of her and gently rock. She's so quiet under you, you wonder what she is feeling. <span class="brown">“Is this alright for you?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“It's very nice. Thank you,”</span> she says. <span class="lblue">“Could you go a little harder please?”</span>
You had been careful with the tender creature but now you must fulfil her request. You thrust faster and more forcibly. She yelps quietly and you picture her flesh shaking with each collision.
Again and again you repeat your pounding. She's getting shovelled across the floor, every couple of heaves you have to crawl a step to keep her in range. With each fall of the hammer her moan gets louder and less restrained.
A realisation hits you. You are fucking a genuine superhero of Stacked Justice. She's not famous yet, but she will be. This girl will feature in calendars. Paparazzi will follow her down the street. Guys with too much time on their hands will write erotic fan-fiction about her, and right now she is yours.
You erupt inside her, and slowly grind the train to a halt.
With panting breaths, Lana speaks. <span class="lblue">“You can keep going if you want.”</span> The words were phrased as an invitation but meant as a request. She fell a little short of climax.
[[“I'd love to princess, but I'm spent. But I guarantee that we will do this again.”->Whisper_sex_2]]
[[“My dick's had enough, but I'll finish you off. Just let me see you.”->Whisper_sex_2]]Your fingers explore between her cheeks and scout out the location of her pussy. <span class="brown">“Found it,”</span> you tell her. She does not respond. Pressing your shaft into her soft fruit, she softly moans. Her voice is breathy and rippled with shivers.
Holding onto her hips like handlebars, you keep her in place and bang away. Each thrust finishes with the slap of your pelvis into her butt.
<span class="brown">“How does my cock feel baby? Are you enjoying this?”</span>
Once again she ignores you. The only thing you hear from her are her involuntary vocalisations caused by the force of you bumping her backside. It's a safe assumption that she's enjoying herself, and it's best to keep serving her until she's had her fill.
Her yelps get louder and longer, they merge together and crescendo into a sustained scream of ecstasy. The pleasure is contagious and you erupt inside her.
You pull out and collapse to the floor, pulling her on to her side and into your arms.
[[What's that noise?->Whisper_sex_2]]You bring your cock to her butt-hole and slowly squeeze it in.
<span class="lblue">“Stop!”</span> Lara cries, <span class="lblue">“You're putting it in the wrong hole.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Am I?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Yeah. It's okay, people make mistakes. Just move a little bit lower.”</span>
Yes. It was a mistake.
[[Fuck her pussy.->Whisper_doggy]]Your hand can wrap all the way around her skinny little arm with plenty of room to spare. You entwine your fingers with hers and pull her up to a seated position, then bring her hands to your cock. <span class="brown">“Let's see what you can do with this.”</span>
She feels her way around your genitals; padding, pushing, pulling, pinching. Every pleasurable caress is followed by a painful squeeze of your balls or a sideways bend of your cock.
<span class="brown">“Like this,”</span> you say. You guide her hands gently through a motion of stroking up and down your shaft. She continues on her own and you relax into the pleasure. Your cock is tingling. You're ready to cum.
You shoot your load and Lana squeals.
<span class="brown">“What happened?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“You got me in the eye.”</span>
[[“Sorry about that.”->Whisper_sex_2]]
[[“Bullseye!”->Whisper_sex_2]]You trace your fingers along her features and mentally cast a sculpture of her. She does the same to you. The touches are delicate and intimate. A finger of yours discovers her mouth and she sensually sucks it.
[[Kiss her on the lips.->Whisper_kiss]]
[[Place your cock between her lips.->Whisper_blowjob]] You kiss her on the lips. This time her mouth is open and you reach in with your tongue.
Amongst the sucking, licking and nibbling you take a swallow of your shared saliva. A strange yet familiar sensation runs through you. It's as if your powers were kick-starting, but your passage through time is still going straight and steady.
<<set $invis = 1>>
[[What's that noise?->Whisper_sex_2]]<span class="brown">“Sit up, and open wide. I've got something tasty for you.”</span>
You command and she obeys. She takes in your cock and swirls her tongue around it. Sloshes and gargles emanate from her mouth. Lana is trying, but she's not getting anywhere, oral sex obviously isn't in her repertoire of skills.
A slight nudge forward from you in synchrony with a bob of her head jams your dick down her throat. She sounds like a cat expelling a fur ball. She pushes you back and spits your cock out, then heaves out a succession of chesty coughs.
[[“I think you're getting the hang of this. How about we give it another go?”->Whisper_sex_2]]
[[“Let me at your pussy. I'll show you how to give a blowjob.”->Whisper_sex_2]]You deduce the point in space where you heard her last breath and go in for the kiss. <span class="lblue">“Oww!”</span> Your heads clang together.
[[Try to salvage the situation.->Whisper_sex_2]]Lana is as stiff as a board. She's so quiet, probably too scared to breathe.
After a time, Brainbox gives up on her enquiry and leaves the room. <span class="lblue">“That was close. I'm never doing that again.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I had fun. The risk of getting busted just made it hotter.”</span>
Whisper puts on her costume and returns to her opaque form. <span class="lblue">“You should put your clothes on too. Quickly.”</span>
Having lost tactile contact with Lana, you are now visibly naked. She, on the other hand, managed to navigate the entire episode without revealing any of her hidden flesh to you. You get dressed.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Whisper_sex_end]]<<if $invis eq 0>>\
You escape Lana's embrace and almost instantly lose your transparency. Brainbox's mouth gapes. It doesn't take long for her to solve this conundrum.
<span class="olive">“Lana, the only logical explanation for this sequence of events is that you are also present in this room,”</span> says Brainbox with a big grin on her face. <span class="olive">“Please confirm this to me and show yourself.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“I.. I'd rather not,”</span> Lana timidly responds, still hiding in the centre of the room.
<span class="olive">“Very well. But for reasons of sanitation could you please clean any stain you or your partner may have spilt, visible or otherwise. I very much hope this man delivered to you a fulfilling experience.”</span>
Brainbox shuts the door and leaves the room, leaving the two of you to dress.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Whisper_sex_end]]
<<else>>\
You let go of Lana. Amazingly, you're still invisible. You've managed to capture her power, but for how long will you have it? You feel Whisper's fingers quietly trying to grab you, but it's no challenge for you to evade them.
[[Quietly sneak out of the room.->Whisper_sex_4]]
<</if>>You tiptoe your way to the only exit. Brainbox is looking straight at you, straight through you, and has no idea that you are there. You sneak out of the room and into the corridor undetected.
[[Enter the Lab.->Whisper_sex_5a]]
[[Use the elevator.->Whisper_sex_5b]]The lab contains a thousand treasures, but the only one you want right now is the psychic shield. You swipe it and head for the exit.
Before you can reach the door, Brainbox enters. You stop silently. You might just be able to tip-toe around her.
<span class="olive">“What on Earth do you think you are doing?”</span>
You look down at yourself. You are very visible and very naked. <span class="brown">“I.. ah.. It's a long story.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Well I do not wish to hear it. Please remove yourself from my laboratory.”</span>
As you pass her she holds out her hand, palm facing up. You give her back the psychic shield before you leave.
<span class="lblue">“There you are!”</span> Whisper greets you in the hallway. <span class="lblue">“What made you think that running off like that was a good idea? Come back and put your clothes on.”</span>
You return the gymnasium and get dressed.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Whisper_sex_end]]You enter the elevator. Nothing happens. No electronic greeting and scanning of your face. The machine can't see you. You press buttons on the console, there is no response. You try to mentally deactivate your powers, as Whisper would do, and almost give yourself a hernia in the process.
Down the corridor Brainbox returns to her laboratory. Shortly afterwards, Lana enters the hallway, dressed in her blue costume. <span class="lblue">“<<print "$name">>? <<print "$name">>?”</span> she says in urgent whispers.
She's now in the elevator. You look over her shoulder as she enters a code. ''05535''. She suddenly sees your blurred reflection in the chrome and turns around. Your borrowed powers have expired. <span class="lblue">“There you are,”</span> she says, relieved and irritated, <span class="lblue">“Why did you run off like that?”</span>
<span class="brown">“It seemed like a fun thing to do. Like a game.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“A game? You're running round the halls of Stacked Tower buck naked. You can get us both into a lot of trouble.”</span>
She urges you back into the gym, and you get dressed.
[[Talk to Whisper.->Whisper_sex_end]]<span class="brown">“I've got to get back to saving the world. Are you sure you can't help me?”</span> you ask Whisper.
<span class="lblue">“I'm sorry, but I don't think there's anything I can do.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Then how about another round on the mats?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“No thank you, I've had enough excitement for one day. Could you please give me a bit of alone time now? I need to unwind and contemplate things. Thanks.”</span>
<<set $Gym2 = 1>>
[[Leave the Gymnasium.->Sixth]]<span class="blue">“You're giving this to me? I didn't know they sold mock-ups at the gift shop.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That's not an imitation, that's a genuine costume that was only recently worn by Hive herself.”</span>
Kylie takes the clothing to her nose and gives it a long sniff. <span class="blue">“Fuck, it is hers. How did you get it?”</span>
<span class="brown">“She gave it to me, and now I'm giving it to you.”</span>
<span class="blue">“Wow. I'm heaps stoked.”</span> She then looks at you suspiciously. <span class="blue">“Are you expecting something in return?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No. Just consider it a repayment of the help you've given me.”</span>
Kylie looks puzzled. <span class="blue">“We've never met, what have I ever done for you.”</span>
<span class="brown">“It was another time, another life, but you helped me.”</span>
<span class="blue">“You're off your nut. Thanks for the present, but I've got to go over there for some reason.”</span> She points with both hands to a location that's not near you and quickly evacuates the area. In her haste, she has forgotten to lock the dumpster.
<<set $KylieStat = "gift">><<set $KylieWin = 1>>
[[Search the dumpster.->Alley_dumpster_2]]
[[Return to the foyer.->Foyer]]You open the dumpster and dive in, trying not take in too much of the stench. It's mostly filled with rotting food scraps and shredded paper. Buried under a mass of sodden paper towels you find a leather-bound book. You're not going to last another minute in there, so you take your prize and get out.
[[Read the book.->Diary_1]]With a quick flick of the pages you establish that you are reading a personal diary written with a feminine hand. You scan through the entries that mostly record trivial events, thoughts, and recollections of dreams. You read one passage in detail.
//April 15th
I don't know how I'm going to write this. My hands are still shaking. I need to take a deep breath and slow down. I have to preserve this memory. What I felt today, I want to feel again every day for the rest of my life.
It all started about a week ago. I didn't write about it then because back then it was Laura's story. Now it is my story as well. She had been wanting to break up with Steven for ages, talking to me about it every other day, but always changing her mind. Steven seemed like an okay guy to me – kind of good looking and a perfect gentleman. I wasn't steering Laura in any direction, I just wanted her to be happy. That day, she finally made a decision, she was going to see him at work and end it.
I waited for her outside Steven's car repair shop and asked her how it went. She just shook her head. She started crying and wouldn't speak to me. I knew she hadn't ditched him, but I didn't know why.
It took me until today to coax the story out of her. Steven had refused to accept the breakup. He had naked photographs of Laura, and he told her that if she left him, he would post them all over the Internet and make sure everyone she knew saw them. I don't use bad language, but you can bet that I was thinking of some really nasty words. What kind of swine would do a thing like that? He even waved his phone in front of her face, taunting her with the images. I can't imagine that a more horrible person than Steven exists in this world. If Dennis ever did something like that to me, I don't know what I would do.
I suggested going to the police, but Laura refused. She said that Holbrook's finest probably couldn't do anything as the pictures were taken with her permission and Steven could just deny the whole blackmail thing. It was all so unfair. Then, I came up with an idea. It was crazy, but it was worth a shot. “I'll get your photos back,” I told Laura.//
[[Continue reading.->Diary_2]]//I had become really good at controlling my powers. I practised every day. But this was the first time they had to work, and not stop working. I would be in big trouble if they failed, even more trouble than Laura was in. Steven was at football training that night. All I had to do was sneak in to the locker room, delete the images from his phone and sneak back out again. How hard could it be?
Laura drove us to the ground. I turned invisible and took off my clothes. This was scary, and I knew it would be. I don't like being naked in front of other people, even other girls, and even when I know they can't actually see me. It's just the way I was raised, I guess. It was so cold outside the car, I was shivering the entire time, and every pebble on the ground hurt my feet. I couldn't let that distract me though, if I lost concentration and turned visible I would have become a lone naked girl surrounded by a pack of large men.
I could see Steven training on the field, practising some drill or another with his team. Just the sight of him made my blood boil. I navigated my way to the locker room. I had to tip-toe right through the middle of a circle of guys talking. I accidentally brushed past one of them and he looked directly at me to try to figure out what touched him. I could hear my heart trying to escape my chest, but he couldn't see me. Being invisible made me feel invincible.//
[[Continue reading.->Diary_3]]//I was alone in the locker room. Alone with a truckload of bags. How many players does a football team need? I searched through them systematically, first looking for the owner's name on anything, and if I couldn't find that, I flicked through every image on the phone. This was taking a lot longer than I expected. My guilt caught up with me. I felt guilty outside (pretending you are not somewhere when you are actually there is kind of like lying), I felt guilty in the locker room (this was the men's locker room, I had no right to be here), and now I was rifling through the personal possessions of complete strangers – innocent strangers. I felt awful, but I couldn't stop now. If I did I would be letting Laura down.
Of course, Steven's bag was the last one I checked. The phone was there and so were the photographs. They were even raunchier than Laura had made out, it was no wonder she wanted them gone. I deleted them. I was so mad that I deleted everything on his phone. I was still mad, so I flushed his phone down the toilet. That last thing I did may have been a bit over the top, but he deserved some kind of punishment.
Mission accomplished, all that's left to do is return to base and tell Laura the good news. If only it were that easy. Training had finished and the boys were streaming into the locker room. I darted to the side to avoid them and wedged myself in a corner, all the time reciting to myself “Stay invisible. Stay invisible. Stay invisible.” Most of them went straight for their bags, but a pair loitered in the hallway to have a chat. There was no finding my way through them, my only exit was blocked.
I then realised how much trouble I was actually in, how stupid I was. I had placed myself in the corner of the shower block. Boy after muscular boy stripped off his clothes and joined me in the showers. So much nakedness. So much I shouldn't be seeing. Closing my eyes didn't help, I could just see through my eyelids! Should I have just faced the wall? It probably would have been the moral thing to do. But if I didn't get caught, if they never found out I was here, would it really matter? Would they even care if I saw them? No. That wasn't the point. I looked. I invaded their privacy and I feel terrible for it.//
[[Continue reading.->Diary_4]]//They each finished washing and left. All except one. A blond guy – rounder than the rest of his team mates and probably the least pretty. He showered in my corner until we were the only ones left in the room. I was boxed in, but it was almost over now. I just had to wait it out a little bit longer. He looked over his shoulder, nervously checking to see if he was alone I guess. I thought he was washing his bits quite thoroughly, but then I saw... his thing... it was getting bigger. This man was playing with himself right in front of me! I really wanted to shout out and tell him to stop, but instead I just froze.
I didn't know what to do but watch in horror. I hoped it wouldn't get any worse, but I knew it would. After all, it was aimed right at me. His face scrunched up like he were a snarling molerat and he ejaculated all over me. It was sticky and awful.
He left his shower and I left the locker room. Now wet, it was even colder than before. Laura was biting her nails in the car. She knew that I shouldn't have been gone for so long and she was really concerned. She is such a great sister. When I told her that she no longer had anything to worry about she was over the moon. So was I.
I couldn't be prouder of myself. I may have bent a few rules, but I saved the day of someone who had no one else to turn to. All the bad things that happened along the way were worth it.
I've decided, I'm going to take this up professionally. I'm going to be a superhero.//
You close the diary and throw it back into the dumpster.
[[Return to the foyer.->Foyer]]
[[Find the diary and read it again.->Diary_1]]She snorts. <span class="olive">“That statement has a rather small probability of being truthful.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You don't believe me?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Well... I am content to believe that your name is <<print "$name">>. A name is merely a label, if you wish to be addressed as <<print "$name">>, that will consequently become your name.”</span> She speaks in a cutesy, lispy voice of a small child. <span class="olive">“But with respect to assertion number two, you obviously have no qualifications that would render you of any use in this laboratory. Your open-mouthed wonderment at the machinery in this room – with most of your amazement being directed at an unspectacular air conditioner - betrays your ignorance of technology, and furthermore, if I had decided to hire an assistant, I would likely be aware of that fact.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay, you got me,”</span> you sheepishly say.
<span class="olive">“Nevertheless, at this precise moment I do require an additional pair of hands. If you are indeed volunteering your services, I would be most appreciative.”</span>
She tilts her ear to her shoulder and sends you a big, imploring smile.
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“As does most of the world, however the day has too few hours to meet all the demands requested of me,”</span> she says in a singsong voice with a slight lisp. <span class="olive">“I would //so// much love to assist you, but I just cannot spare a moment for you. It would be such a novelty if someone were to walk through that door and offer me their services instead.” </span>
She raises her eyebrows expectantly.
<<display "BBox_Diag">><<if $BBox1 eq 0>>[[“Someone's going to bomb the city tonight.”->BBox_1]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox2 eq 0 and $BBox1 eq 1>>[[“Is it impossible for a guy to have super powers?”->BBox_2]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox3 eq 0>>[[“What can you tell me about Nickella?”->BBox_3]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox4 eq 0>>[[“What are you working on?”->BBox_4]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox5 eq 0>>[[“Do you know the passwords for the other floors?”->BBox_5]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox6 eq 0 and $psychic eq "lab">>[[“What's that chain on the bench there? Is it some kind of jewellery?”->BBox_6]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox7 eq 0 and $BBox6 eq 1>>[[“You look like you could use a break. You should take a nap, I'll watch over the laboratory for you.”->BBox_7]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox8 eq 0>>[[“You've got some nice apparatus.”->BBox_8]]
<</if>>\
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<<if $BBox4 eq 1>>[[“You said that you would like some help.”->BBox_9]]
<</if>>\
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[[Return to the hallway.->Sixth]]<span class="olive">“It would seem then that you may require the services of a super-hero,”</span> she says, too focussed on fastening an electrode to acknowledge the magnitude of your statement.
<span class="brown">“I do.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Weather Woman is our fearless leader when it comes to operational matters, my assignment is in research and development. She is oft found by the front desk on the ground floor.”</span>
After a few more pokes at her contraption with a screwdriver she looks up at you. <span class="olive">“You will need to pass these particulars through the proper channels, it sounds most important after all, but out of curiosity, how did you secure this piece of extraordinary knowledge?” </span>
<span class="brown">“I've seen the future. I have super-powers.”</span>
Brainbox plasters her palm to her face in an attempt to hold in her laughter. She fails and chortles loudly with a snort. <span class="olive">“I'm sorry, that was incredibly rude of me. I thought you were joking, but I can see now that you honestly believe what you say. Poor you. I shouldn't make fun.”</span>
<<set $BBox1 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“Yes,”</span> she says, and fidgets with some microchips.
When you realise that she will not elaborate without a prompt, you ask the obvious follow-up. <span class="brown">“And why is that?”</span>
Brainbox sighs. <span class="olive">“This is all very elementary biology, it's such a tedium to repeat myself so often. Put simply, super-powers emanate from the Montalcini gland. Multipotent stem cells cannot differentiate to form the appropriate biostructure for this gland without the presence of a plethora of activation factors, including the heterodimeric Cori protein. The key word there being //heterodimeric//. As the genes encoding the protein monomers may only be found on separate X chromosomes, transcription of a synergistically acting pair of allelic variants is required. This means that cell must comprise two heterozygous X chromosomes. There are not exceptions to this rule. That is why no men can be super-powered, and due to the specific and rare genotype required, few women are super-powered."</span>
She is so cute when she's unintelligible.
<span class="brown">"Yeah. That kind of makes sense."</span>
<<set $BBox2 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“She's a servant android. I reappropriated her from Hoarfrost after one successful mission and reprogrammed her to function as a tour guide and information repository.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What was she programmed to do before that?”</span>
<span class="olive">“The less said about that the better. I don't want to risk her being reminded of those dark times.”</span>
<<set $BBox3 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“So many experiments,”</span> she says cheerfully. <span class="olive">“But at this precise moment 97% of my attention is focussed on applying the finishing touches to my neural amplifier. This specific component I am holding now will be one of the wave transducers. The rest of the machine is erected in the middle of the room, as you can see.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What does that do?”</span>
<span class="olive">“If it functions correctly, and I am very optimistic that it will, it will temporarily increase the intelligence and mental capacity of the experimental subject – that is, myself – to immeasurable heights.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Aren't you smart enough already?”</span>
<span class="olive">“How is there such a thing as 'smart enough?' There will always be facts I do not know, puzzles I cannot solve. The whole world has questions they need answered and they forever look to me to provide solutions, and whenever I respond to them with an 'I don't know' I feel like such a failure.”</span> Her entire body tenses in frustration.
<span class="brown">“You shouldn't put so much pressure on yourself. You're not responsible for everybody else's problems.”</span>
Brainbox sighs. <span class="olive">“If you were a super-hero, if you knew that you were the only one in the world who could prevent a particular disaster, you would understand the burden that I carry.”</span>
<<set $BBox4 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“For most of them I do, yes.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Would you like to share them?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Absolutely not. Look, I can see that you wandered in from the streets and somehow managed to find your way up here, but I'm not going to consciously help you access any other restricted areas.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You know I'm not supposed to be here, but you don't care?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I care. I'm hoping you get caught and report to the press how easy it was to break into Stacked Tower. The security systems in this building are terrible, far below our requirements, but Weather Woman has only allowed me to upgrade the locks for my own apartment. Only a major incident will give her cause to reconsider her policy.”</span>
<<set $BBox5 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“That's what it is supposed to look like. Inside the pendant I have hidden a psychic shield. When worn it will protect me from the prying mind of Aurakul and any other telepath I may encounter.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That's fantastic. Would I be able to borrow it for an hour or so?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Negative. That is an important weapon in my crime-fighting arsenal. It is not a toy.”</span>
<<set $BBox6 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“Nothing rejuvenates my appetite and aptitude for science like more science. I can keep working like this for days on end.”</span>
<<set $BBox7 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“Thank you. Wait, why were you staring at my chest when you said that?”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's like you have a positive charge and I have a negative charge. There's an attraction between us.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Huh? Are you attempting to court me? I'm sorry, you seem very amiable and empirically handsome, but I am too burdened with my research to consider any form of romantic relationship.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Based on //my// research, I have concluded that we will be heading back to either your place or mine.”</span>
Brainbox laughs.<span class="olive"> “Show me your paper in a peer-reviewed journal and I might consider it. Please understand, I appreciate your interest but sexual relations serve a limited number of purposes and I do not wish to procreate at this stage in my life, nor do I feel the need to cement a deeper emotional bond with you. I also do not wish to engage in actions that will disrupt my hormonal balance in a way that will impair my focus on my research.”</span>
Brainbox is forever courteous, but is not responsive to your exceptional skills of seduction.
<<set $BBox8 = 1>>
<<display "BBox_Diag">><span class="olive">“Yes, yes, a thousand times yes. I need to move some equipment in this room and it is all so incredibly unwieldy. Your contribution to scientific endeavour would be very much appreciated. With your assistance I can execute the first test of the neural amplifier today.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What needs to be done?”
<span class="olive">“I have a list of tasks that all require completion. We need to fire up the magnetic field generator, get heat dissipation system working, move the spectrometer out of the way, check that the pneumatics are functioning correctly, and then we're ready to begin.” </span>
<span class="brown">“Okay, I don't know how to do any of that. What specifically should I do now?”</span>
<span class="olive">“My mind is still tied in knots, it has already exceeded its processing capacity. You take charge of the order for the tasks to be done, just make sure they are completed in an order that is safe. The warning signs on the walls are not there for decoration.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I don't know how to do that, but if I'm in charge we can start with...”</span>
<<display "Lab_help_choice">>[[“...the magnetic field generator.”->Lab_help_1]]
\
<<if $LabHelp2 eq 0>>[[“...the heat dissipation system.”->Lab_help_2]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $LabHelp3 eq 0>>[[“...the spectrometer.”->Lab_help_3]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $LabHelp4 eq 0>>[[“...the pneumatics.”->Lab_help_4]]
<</if>>Brainbox presses some buttons on a control panel. <span class="olive">“If you could assist me here please. I would be most appreciative if when I give the word you would slowly push this lever up. I will be observing the system to verify that all mechanisms are operating to satisfaction.”</span>
<span class="brown">“No problem. How slow is slowly?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Very slow. It should take at least fifteen whole seconds for you to push the lever to its end.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay. I think I can do that.”</span>
She attaches the last wave transducer to the neural amplifier and gives you the signal. You lean the lever forwards and the room fills with a low hum. Brainbox is focussing intently at her machine, assessing every noise and movement. <span class="olive">“There's no turning back now, keep raising the power.”</span>
The hums grow louder and louder. Your hair starts to stand on end as the air fills with electricity. Further you push. Then suddenly, over the background noise you hear a snap. <span class="olive">“Turn it off. Turn it off!”</span> Brainbox calls. You drop the lever to the floor and the noise of the machine dissipates.
<span class="brown">“What happened?”</span>
<span class="olive">“The belt snapped. I don't think I have a replacement. If this machine cools down the exhausted transistors will need replacements, which I also don't have! This is a nightmare, all my hard work will be for nothing!”</span>
<span class="brown">“Don't give up, Brainbox. You're brilliant, can't you improvise somehow?”</span>
She ponders on the thought. <span class="olive">“It is theoretically possible to replace the belt with something temporarily. It would have to be a loop precisely thirty-four inches in circumference, with a reasonable coefficient of elasticity. Do you see anything?”</span>
[[“I can see some rope over there.”->Lab_help_1a]]
[[“There are some elastic bands on the workbench.”->Lab_help_1b]]
<<if $LabHelp2 eq 1 and $LabHelp3 eq 1 and $LabHelp4_1 eq 1>>[[“Your bra?”->Lab_help_1c]]<</if>><span class="olive">“Excellent. The issue is with those vents above us. I'll retrieve the ladder.”</span>
She rolls the wheeled ladder into position.
<<if $LabHelp3 eq 0>>\
<span class="olive">“This dress isn't designed for climbing. You should ascend while I hold the ladder.”</span>
You haul yourself up the rungs to the top.
<span class="olive">“Now open the hatch in that vent there. Reach inside and you should find a latch that needs to be opened, that will ensure proper direction of airflow.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Got it.”</span> The whole apparatus starts vibrating. <span class="brown">“Is it supposed to be doing this?”</span>
<span class="olive">“That depends. What is it doing?”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's making this humming sound, and the whole vent is shaking.”</span> You peer more deeply into the vent and from the darkness glows an orange light.
<span class="olive">“That's strange. Oh no! Get down from there right no--”</span>
You see flames, you feel heat, you smell your skin and hair burning, then after a moment of weightlessness your head hits the hard, cement floor.
<span class="pink">“That's what you get for being helpful,”</span> a voice in your head sarcastically says.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>
<<else>>\
<span class="olive">“I should be able to climb up there in these clothes,”</span> Brainbox says, looking down at herself. <span class="olive">“You hold the ladder.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You should work every day without a dress.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Whatever is most conducive to getting the job done. Once when I was experimenting with tissue cultures, I had this whole laboratory heated to biological temperature. To avoid heat exhaustion I wasn't wearing much at all when working through that period.”</span>
She climbs the rungs. From below you can see up and under her white coat; skinny pale legs lead up to green cotton panties. She opens a vent and reaches in. <span class="olive">“That's peculiar,”</span> she says, followed by a panicked <span class="olive">“Oh no!”</span>
She yanks her head and arm out of the vent and spins around. Flames shoot out from the vent and she falls, wailing. You release your grip of the ladder, take one step backwards and catch her in your arms. Surprised to be unhurt, she looks into your eyes. <span class="olive">“My hero,”</span> says the sworn defender of Pinnacle City, but it's not the time to pause.
<span class="brown">“You're on fire,”</span> you tell her, quickly placing her on the ground.
The sleeve of her lab coat is burning. She rips her coat open, buttons bounce along the floor, then she throws her blazing garment to the ground. <span class="olive">“Am I still burning?”</span> she asks you, patting her hair.
You inspect her body closely and carefully. There are no flames on her, and you can't see any burns. <span class="brown">“You look like you escaped,”</span> you say. You find a fire extinguisher and put out the burning coat. It has been reduced to tattered rags and ashes, and is now unwearable.
<span class="olive">“I cannot thank you sufficiently for what you just did, You saved my life.”</span> She stands in her green shoes and cotton underwear; A tight, thin undershirt embossed by her bra and sensible panties. She is pulling the front of her shirt down to hide her crotch, which has the effect of tightening it at the torso and accentuating the roundness of her breasts.
<span class="brown">“Would you like my jacket?”</span> you offer.
<span class="olive">“Umm, no thank you. It looks a little large, and I'm clumsy enough without long sleeves getting in my way.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay. Should I wait here while you get some new clothes?”</span>
She looks down at what she's wearing. <span class="olive">“No, I'm decent enough and we don't have time. As you saw, the heat dissipation system is already on the fritz and when it breaks it will take me a week to fix. We need to start and finish this experiment now.”
<span class="olive">“So, what task do we work on now?”</span>
<<set $LabHelp2 = 1>>
<<display "Lab_help_choice">>
<</if>>Brainbox leads you to a desk-sized metal box sitting in the middle of the room. <span class="olive">“This thing is exactly where it shouldn't be. It will need to move before the experiment begins.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That looks extremely heavy. It's going to take more than two of us to move that. Do any of your team mates have super strength?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Not in the current roster, but we have a different kind of help. I have a pair of pallet jacks that I've modified to generate a bit of extra lift. The two of us working together should be able to transport this boulder out of the way.”</span>
Brainbox fastidiously teaches you how to use one of the devices. Cogs and pistons stick out dangerously from the base. You take extra care to avoid shredding your ankles on the machine's improved features. The operation begins and she gives you instructions you barley understand; <span class="olive">“Actuate the controller,” “Facilitate an impetus,” “Now steer the cargo perpendicular to its current vector. I said perpendicular!”</span>
After moving the cargo out of the way with the pallet jacks you lower it to the floor. <span class="olive">“A task completed to satisfaction,”</span> Brainbox says as she claps some imaginary dust from her hands, <span class="olive">“Now onto to the next... oops.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What happened?”</span>
<span class="olive">“My dress is caught in the gears of the pallet jack. I knew I should have designed a casing to put over that.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can I put the machine in reverse to let you escape?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I don't think so. No, that would only make things worse.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Should I find something to cut you out?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I really like this dress, I don't want it ruined. I'll take the mechanisms apart later, but we don't have time for that right now. I'll just continue without the dress. <<print "$name">>, would you please be a gentleman and give me some privacy?”</span>
You face away. All the high-tech gadgets that stole your fancy earlier have become banal as you imagine the scene behind you. First you hear the rustle of fabric as she takes her lab coat off, then the zipper of her dress coming down.
<<set $LabHelp3 = 1>>
[[Take a peek.->Lab_Help_3a]]
[[Wait for her to finish.->Lab_Help_3b]]
<span class="olive">“These pneumatics move the field manipulators into position. The metal has oxidised causing the pipes to become rather frictional, but a bit of physical force will rectify that and I believe you have the brawn to make that happen.”</span> Brainbox points to part of the machinery. <span class="olive">“You push that part up as hard as you can, I'll push in this direction.”</span>
Using all your weight, you heave at the steel. The apparatus shifts. <span class="olive">“Arrrgh,”</span> says Brainbox. Thick, brown liquid has splattered onto her clothes.
<<if $LabHelp2 eq 0>>\
<span class="olive">“This lubricant has sprayed all over my perfectly white lab coat. But I suppose that's what protective clothing is for.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm glad that stuff didn't mess my clothing up.”</span>
<<else>>\
<span class="olive">“Eww, the lubricant has sprayed all over my shirt.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I like it. The stain left a really interesting pattern. You would pay extra to buy it like that.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Yes. Yes it did. It almost has a fractal quality. But it's starting to seep through and these chemicals will not react favourably with my skin.”</span> She pulls the shirt over her head and throws it on the floor with her coat.
Brainbox is now in her lowest layer of underwear. She has a very girl-next-door quality to her with a well-proportioned body. Orange freckles cover her shoulders and arms, but the rest of her skin looks like it has never seen the sun. Her green bra appears to be a little too small for her; her breasts spill out of the cups.
<span class="brown">“You really like green, don't you?”</span>
<span class="olive">“It's my colour. I hope that my lack of attire doesn't offend you, I would appreciate your continued assistance with this project.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm here until you're done with me.”</span>
<<set $LabHelp4_1 = 1>>
<</if>>\
<span class="olive">“We still have work to do. What's next?”</span>
<<set $LabHelp4 = 1>>
<<display "Lab_help_choice">>You look over your shoulder to see Brainbox in her green underwear; a tightly fitting cotton undershirt and panties. She had been hiding some lovely curves under that heavy coat.
<span class="olive">“How incredibly inconsiderate. If you cannot follow the most basic of requests, I do not think that I could use your help any further. Please leave.” </span>
She points to the door.
You leave the room lest she reports your presence as a security breach and you are evicted from the building.
<<set $LabBar = 1>>
[[Enter the hallway.->Sixth]]Brainbox has finished changing. She is wearing sensible green shoes and her buttoned-up lab coat that falls to her knees. Whatever she is wearing under that, if anything, you cannot see.
<span class="olive">“Okay, which task would you like to attend to now?”</span>
<<display "Lab_help_choice">><span class="olive">“That won't work. It's not elastic enough.”</span>
<<display "Lab_help_1d">><span class="olive">“Those are far too small.”</span>
<<display "Lab_help_1d">><span class="olive">“My bra? Yes, it is the perfect size. You, <<print "$name">>, are the true genius here.”</span> She unfastens the clasp, then pauses and looks bashfully at you, only now realising that removing her clothing would result in nakedness. <span class="olive">“Oh, what's more important anyway. For science!”</span> Her breasts bounce out of her brassiere and she attaches the makeshift rubber belt to the wheels of the generator. Her snow-white bosoms jiggle as she battles the insides of the machine to get everything into place. <span class="olive">“It's your time to shine again, <<print "$name">>, start up the generator.”</span>
You return to your station and push up on the rod. Ogling Brainbox's rosy nipples, your other rod rises on its own accord. <span class="brown">“How's it holding?”</span> you call out.
<span class="olive">“Amazingly. The cups aren't getting in the way at all. Take it to full power.”</span>
<span class="brown">“There. That's as far as it goes.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Okay then. Transform me into a super-genius.”</span> Brainbox takes over the console and sets the buttons and switches to her satisfaction. <span class="olive">“It's just about ready to go now. Can you operate it? I trust you to do it.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Sure, just make sure you tell me exactly what to do.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Fantastic. When I give the word, push this blue button here. Then, when this indicator enters the red zone, turn this dial to the right.”</span> She leans her naked torso into you as she points across the panel. <span class="olive">“This is the control that determines how much my brain power will multiply, so make sure you go all the way. If something goes catastrophically wrong press this red button. That will shut everything down. Do I need to say that again?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Nope. Press, turn, press. I've got it.”</span>
<span class="olive">“You're such an attentive assistant. I'll get into position now.”</span> Brainbox stands in the middle of the machinery and attaches a pair of electrodes to her temples. The three telescope-shaped wave transducers point at her head from different directions. <span class="olive">“Okay I'm ready. Start the process now.”</span>
[[Press the blue button.->Lab_Go_1]]It's not long before you hear pinging sounds like light bulbs dying. Brainbox's hope dies with them. <span class="olive">“Well, that's the end of this experiment for the day. Thank you for your help, but I am afraid your efforts were all for nought.”</span>
Brainbox politely gestures you towards the exit.
<<set $LabBar = 1>>
[[Leave the lab.->Sixth]]The machine rumbles into action.
<span class="olive">“What do the indicators say?”</span>
<span class="brown">“The one you told me to watch is moving.”</span>
<span class="olive">“That's good. That's good,”</span> she mutters, mostly to herself. <span class="olive">“That's very bad!”</span>
<span class="brown">“What was that? Should I hit the kill switch?”</span>
<span class="olive">“We have a problem. Some of the gunk from the pneumatics has splattered on one of the lenses. It's going to interfere with the delivery. How much time do I have before we're in the red zone?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'd guess about twenty seconds. What should I do?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I don't know. It's dangerous to go ahead like this, but this is our only shot. I'm too nervous to think straight. What do you think we should do?”</span>
[[“Can't you just wipe it off with something?”->Lab_Go_2a]]
[[“I'm not putting your safety at risk.”->Lab_Go_2b]]<span class="olive">“With what? I'm not even wearing any sleeves.”</span> She then looks down. Without any further hesitation she slips her thumbs into the hips of her panties and uncovers a wild, unkempt shrub of orange curls. She madly scrubs the lens with her underwear, removing as much of the grease as she can.
<span class="brown">“We're ready to go over here,”</span> you say, watching the dial.
Brainbox flings her stained panties out of the blast zone. <span class="olive">“I'm ready. Turn that dial and let me have it.”</span>
[[Turn the dial to the left.->Lab_Go_3a]]
[[Turn the dial to the right.->Lab_Go_3b]] You hit the red button and the screech of metal scraping on metal deafens you. Brainbox is shielding her ears with her hands. You see the bra in the magnetic field generator snap and the rest of the machine collapse into pieces. Brainbox makes a run for it and escapes just before the entire contraption topples down onto the spot she was standing.
You both stare at the rubble until Brainbox breaks the silence. <span class="olive">“That's six months of work you see broken there.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Don't be too glum. I'm sure that you can rebuild it stronger and better than ever.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Yes I can. And I will. But now I need to mourn. Could you please leave us alone together?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Umm... who do you mean by //us//?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Myself and my creation. It is truly awful to watch one of your children die. Thank you for all your help, but I would very much like you to leave now.”</span>
You leave Brainbox to her solitude.
<<set $LabBar = 1>>
[[Enter the hallway.->Sixth]]The apparatus pummels Brainbox's skull with helices of orange energy. She grits her teeth and accepts the barrage until the pain overcomes her and she collapses to her knees. Sparks fly from the console beside you and the entire machines powers down to a state of inactivity. Brainbox is on all fours, sweating and panting.
<span class="brown">“Are you okay? Did it work?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I think so. I feel that there is nothing I don't know.”</span>
<span class="brown">“All right, let's test it out. Explain Fermat's last theorem.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Fermat? He was some kind of maths guy right?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Yeah, and his theorem played upon Pythagoras' theorem.”</span>
<span class="olive">“That's the one about triangles? I feel that I used to know these things.”</span> She appears quite perplexed, then she arrives at a level of understanding. <span class="olive">“Oh no, the neural thingy has made me stupider. I feel smart, but I might just be too...”</span> She searches her vocabulary.
<span class="brown">“Ignorant?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Is that the right word? I'm too dumb to know what I don't know.”</span>
Her powers had been taken away and her brain's power has been reduced to that of a mere mortal. It might be best that you don't tell her that you're responsible. You expect her to bawl her eyes out at her loss, but instead she looks blissful and completely at peace with the world.
<span class="brown">“What are you thinking?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Not much. Even if I try to think, I can't. There's just space. I think my mind finally has room to breathe.”</span> Brainbox stands to her feet.
<span class="brown">“You said the effects of the machine would only be temporary. You will probably get your smarts back soon.”</span>
<span class="olive">“You mean I might lose this? But I've never felt so happy, I want to be like this forever.”</span> You can see one of the reasons for her new-found happiness, she is absent-mindedly fingering her pussy whilst talking to you.
She notices you staring and looks down to her crotch. <span class="olive">“Am I doing something wrong? In the back of my mind I feel like I am breaking some kind of rule, but touching me here feels so good. So right.”</span>
Without her hyperactive brain giving her instructions, Brainbox's actions are now only governed by primal instinct.
<<set $BrainWin = 1>>
[[“Do whatever makes you happy, Brainbox.”->Lab_Go_4a]]
[[“That looks fun. Do you mind if I join you?”->Lab_Go_4b]]The apparatus pummels Brainbox's skull with helices of yellow energy. She grits her teeth and accepts the barrage until the pain overcomes her and she collapses to her knees. Sparks fly from the console beside you and the entire machines powers down to a state of inactivity. Brainbox is on all fours, sweating and panting.
<span class="brown">“Are you okay? Did it work?”</span>
Her pupils are fully dilated and she has a wide, open-mouthed smile. <span class="olive">“I think I know the cure for cancer. Cold fusion is possible, I've worked out the formula. I need to write this down before I forget.”</span> She gets to her feet, but after only three steps towards her workbench she stumbles. <span class="olive">“Aaarrrgggh!”</span> She clutches her head with both hands.
<span class="brown">“What's the matter?”</span>
Brainbox is on the floor and rocking back and forth, her eyelids scrunched shut. <span class="olive">“It's too much... too many thoughts... brain... overheating.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Should I get some help.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Not necessary... episode will last another 87.2 seconds... effects will then dissipate... no lasting damage.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Are you sure?”</span>
<span class="olive">“One hundred percent... I... know... these... things.”</span>
It's painful to watch, but it's all you can do until it finishes. After a time, probably 87.2 seconds, she untangles her hands from her hair. Her hands are shaking.
<span class="brown">“How do you feel now?” you ask.</span>
<span class="olive">“Traumatised. I am also back to my base-line intelligence. There is no way I am doing that again.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What about the cancer cure, and the cold fusion?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I said I had solutions for those, didn't I? I've forgotten. Maybe I never knew the answers at all, and I just believed I did.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can I get you anything?”</span>
<span class="olive">“No. Thank you for your assistance, but I need to be alone now and meditate on what has just happened.”</span>
<<set $LabBar = 1>>
[[You leave the laboratory.->Sixth]]<span class="olive">“Oh, I think I will. But don't call me that name, it just doesn't fit. I'm now just plain old Stephanie.”</span>
Stephanie delves her fingers deeper into her pussy and caresses her breast with her other hand. Her lips part and she licks her teeth. She does it with an innocence that suggests she is discovering her sexuality for the first time. She shows no shame or apprehension of being watched.
<span class="olive">“I've never felt sensations this pleasant.”</span>
[[“You're capable of feeling things much stronger than that, if you will allow me to help you.”->Lab_Go_5]]<span class="olive">“I couldn't possibly deny you.”</span>
You unzip your pants and pull out your cock. Her wide eyes are fixated on your swollen member as she lightly chews on her bottom lip. You slowly stroke it and her eyes grow hungrier. <span class="brown">“Do you like my cock, Brainbox?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Stephanie. Call me Stephanie,”</span> she says without breaking her gaze on your crotch. <span class="olive">“I want your cock, <<print "$name">>. Will you please give it to me?”</span>
[[“Of course. I'd love to give it to you.”->Lab_Go_5]]<<if $LabGo eq 0>>\
Stephanie takes your hand and you lead her to her workbench. You sweep the clutter out of the way before lifting her up to sit on the edge. She looks at you like expectantly, naked but for her green shoes.
<span class="olive">“What are you going to do?”</span>
<span class="brown">“What do you want me to do?”</span>
The rusted cogs in her head turn and her lips mime words without releasing any sound.
<span class="brown">“Okay, I'll start doing things. If there's something you don't like, just tell me to stop.”</span>
<span class="olive">“That would be really, really good.”</span>
You drop your pants down to your ankles. As lucky as you are to have this compliant doll before you, you sincerely hope that the effects of the neural amplifier are indeed temporary. The world cannot afford to lose a mind like hers. On the other hand, Brainbox has given so much to humanity already, it's about time she lived life just for herself.
<<set $LabGo eq 1>>
<<else>>\
Stephanie sits on the bench top wearing only her green shoes. Her legs dangle over the edge.
<</if>>
<<display "Lab_Sex_Options">><<if $LabSex1 eq 0>>[[Kiss her.->Lab_Sex_1]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $LabSex2 eq 0>>[[Feel her tits.->Lab_Sex_2]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $LabSex3 eq 0 and $LabSex2 eq 1>>[[Kiss her tits.->Lab_Sex_3]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $LabSex4 eq 0>>[[Feel her pussy.->Lab_Sex_4]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $LabSex5 eq 0 and $LabSex4 eq 1>>[[Ask her to rub your cock.->Lab_Sex_5]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $LabSex5 eq 1 and $LabSex3 eq 1>>[[Fuck her pussy.->Lab_Sex_6]]<</if>>You lay your hands on her hips and lean forward.
<span class="olive">“Are you going to kiss me now?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I would like to.”</span>
She rests her hands on your shoulders and guides you in, giving a lot of small pecks on your lips.
<span class="brown">“Have you ever kissed a man before?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Why? Am I messing it up?”</span> she searches her memory. <span class="olive">“Maybe I have, but I've forgotten how. Will you teach me?”</span>
You nod. <span class="brown">“Just part your lips, and do whatever feels natural.”</span>
You press your mouths together. You reach your tongue inside her and swirl. Stephanie then asserts control, forcing her tongue inside your mouth whilst clasping the back of your skull and pulling you in. She maps out every part of your mouth. She forgets to breathe, then loosens her suction to take in a gulp of air before exhaling it back into your mouth.
As your faces separate, a taut cable of saliva tethers the two of you together until it thins and snaps.
<span class="olive">“Did you see that? It was a perfect parabola, increasing in curvature with time. But of course it would do that, the string was under the force of gravity, after all.”</span>
You quizzically look at her. <span class="brown">“Are you back to your old self now?”</span>
<span class="olive">“No, I don't think so, but I saw the curve and I remembered its mathematics. I also remember kissing before as well, but I don't think that I have ever enjoyed it as much back then.”</span>
<<set $LabSex1 = 1>>
<<display "Lab_Sex_Options>>You glide your hand down Stephanie's sternum, only feather touching her skin. Both hands move around her breasts. She inhales sharply, holding her air until her body forces her to release it.
<span class="olive">“The mammaries of a female are for producing milk, for feeding infants. I know that, I always knew that, but did I ever know that they could induce such a titillating response to tactile sensation?” </span>
<span class="brown">“Your old brain is taking over again. Try not think too much and just enjoy the experience.”</span>
You pinch her nipple and she lets out a sharp yelp.
<span class="olive">“That pain felt so good. Do it again to the other one.”</span>
To the other nipple you squeeze harder, pull further out, and release with a bigger snap.
<<set $LabSex2 = 1>>
<<display "Lab_Sex_Options>>You kiss the middle of her chest. Taking her hands, you guide her to push her breasts together, sandwiching your face with twin cushions. You hear the faint beat of her quickened heart sounding from beneath her ribs. She massages your head with her boobs and lovingly presses her lips to your scalp.
<span class="olive">“It must be very comforting for you there. I think that I'm now starting to understand sexual relations. It's not about succumbing to primeval urges at the expense of rational actions, it's about expressing who you really are, and feeling all the emotions that humans have evolved to feel.” </span>
You kiss your way around her salty skin. Her nipples grow harder in your mouth as you suck them. She drapes her arms over your shoulders.
<span class="olive">“I feel so nurturing. You are like a suckling baby but it feels like I am the one being nourished. It is simply joyful.”</span>
<<set $LabSex3 = 1>>
<<display "Lab_Sex_Options>>You spread apart Stephanie's knees and stroke her legs, reaching closer to her crotch with each ebb and flow. Her breasts heave increasingly with each movement. Her pink cunt glistens from within the orange foliage.
<span class="olive">“This is where I'm going to really feel something, isn't it?”</span>
<span class="brown">“That's the plan.” </span>
Two of your fingers rub her clitoris and she releases a breathy moan. Your other hand slides into her moist slit and drives like a piston. Stephanie arches her back, supporting her weight on her hands. You drill into her harder and faster and her breaths become shorter and with an extra shiver.
<span class="olive">“No, a little slower. Four pulses per second was the perfect frequency.”</span>
She's at borderline orgasm. The table is shaking and screws and bolts ping and rattle as they fall onto the floor. You reduce your speed but maintain your depth of penetration, and sure enough, you find the sweet spot. The jolts ripple through her body and the soft flesh of her thighs and breasts jiggles.
<<set $LabSex4 = 1>>
<<display "Lab_Sex_Options>>Stephanie looks longingly at your hard cock.
<span class="brown">“Do you want to touch it?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Very much so, yes.”</span>
You guide her fingers to your member.
<span class="olive">“What do I do with it?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Whatever you like, just be gentle.”</span>
She runs her fingers around the head without purpose. Incidental touches on your most sensitive parts cause it to pulse, leaking drops of pre-cum.
<span class="olive">“Ooh, did you just ejaculate?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Not yet. Keep going.”</span>
She scoops the fluid with a finger and deposits the load into her mouth. She evaluates the taste. <span class="olive">“Not at all unpleasant.”</span>
She surveys every contour of your penis and scrotum. <span class="olive">“Does it feel good when I touch it? In the same way it feels when I touch my bits?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Well, I don't know exactly what you feel, but yes it feels good. When you touch the right spots.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Show me the right spots.”</span>
You take her hands, and place your balls in her palm. <span class="brown">“Move your fingers. Don't make it predictable, alternate the speed and grip with this hand. Now with your other hand, make a very loose fist around the shaft. Slowly stroke up and down.”</span>
She follows your instructions to the letter and adjusts her technique to your responses. This girl may have lost half her brains, but she can still learn and adapt at incredible speed.
<span class="brown">“Okay stop there.”</span>
<span class="olive">“What did I do wrong?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Nothing. Everything was too spot on. I just don't want to cum yet.” </span>
<<set $LabSex5 = 1>>
<<display "Lab_Sex_Options>><span class="brown">“Are you ready for full penetration?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I think so. There's a voice in my head telling me that sex will just leave me disappointed and full of regret. We better go ahead before she takes control.”</span>
You hold your cock and slide into her. She wraps her legs around your body and her hands around your neck. You start with a gentle thrust and she sighs in delight. She stares longingly into your eyes and breasts push into your chest with each tilt of her pelvis.
<span class="olive">“This is good, but could I please be provided with additional stimulation. I believe that my vaginal passage is sufficiently lubricated to accept a considerable increase in force.”</span>
Her smarts are returning to her but you intend to get her so cum-drunk she will lose them again. You grind harder, deeper, faster, pushing away at angles to stimulate both her clitoris and g-spot. You drive her to a state of euphoria with squeals that might be laughter or crying or a combination of the two.
She's cumming. She's cumming hard.
[[Cum inside her.->Lab_Sex_6a]]
[[Cum on her face.->Lab_Sex_6b]]You shoot your load deep inside her.
<span class="pink">“Good work, <<print "$name">>, she deserved that,”</span> a voice in your head says.
After a few more thrusts you slow your motions to a halt and Stephanie slumps backwards. You pull out of her and she leans forward to watch your cum seep out of her pussy and cling to her ginger pubes.
<span class="olive">“What an interesting case of fluid dynamics of viscous colloids,”</span> she observes. <span class="olive">“I must make note to study this further.”</span>
[[“You seem like you're back to your old self.”->Lab_Sex_7]]You pull out of her and your cum shoots high and splatters on her tits.
<span class="pink">“That wasn't necessary,”</span> a voice in your head says.
<span class="olive">“That was quite the trajectory, but if you aimed with an angle a little closer to the vertical, I believe that your projectiles may have reached my lips, which I assume was their intended target.”</span> She swipes a finger of cum from her chest and plays with it between thumb and forefinger. <span class="olive">“The viscosity of this substance is most interesting. I must remember to study it at a later date.”</span> She sucks her fingers clean and swallows.
[[“You seem like you're back to your old self.”->Lab_Sex_7]]<span class="olive">“All my circuits seem to have rewired themselves in the correct arrangement. I said some incredibly imbecilic statements whist I was affected, it is immensely embarrassing to recall them.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Don't worry about it, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. Do you think the neural amplifier has left a lasting effect on you?”</span>
<span class="olive">“No, but you have left a lasting effect. I have always used my brain to suppress my body, to reason away all lustful thoughts and actions as being detrimental to achieving my full potential. But because of you, I now know the reality. I cannot achieve true genius without complete self-awareness, and I cannot achieve self-awareness without acknowledging what my body desires. You knew that. That is why you turned the dial to the left, and I am so glad you did.”</span>
<span class="brown">“To be honest, I didn't plan anything. I just played everything by ear.”</span>
<span class="olive">“And there lies your brilliance. You are able to achieve great things on intuition alone. Thank you for everything, <<print "$name">>, you are the greatest assistant a researcher could hope for.”</span> She leans forward and you give her a kiss on the lips. <span class="olive">“You may leave now, I have many thoughts that I must put to paper.”</span>
You say goodbye and exit the room. At least someone in this building now has a favourable opinion of you.
<<set $LabBar = 1>>
[[Enter the hallway.->Sixth]]Above the door are black soot stains and footprints are burnt into the carpet before entrance. Perhaps this room once housed Hot Tamale; there were always rumours that she left because of disharmony between her and the team, perhaps her tendency to start fires was a reason for this.
The electronic lock is lit up in red – the door is locked. You ring the doorbell and beat on the door. No one is coming to let you in.
[[Return to the hallway.->Tenth]]Before your finger can reach the doorbell you hear a voice. <span class="gold">//You may come in, <<print "$name">>.//</span> It felt like the voice was spoken directly into your brain.
[[Open the door and enter.->Aurakul_Room_2]]
<<if $psychic eq "have">>[[Wear the psychic shield and enter.->Aurakul_Room_2a]]<</if>>This door's lock is very different to the others and comprises much more advanced technology. You see what looks like a fingerprint scanner, so you try it out. There is a soft buzz then the contraption says {{{"DNA match: rejected."}}}
You then try rapping on the door but no-one answers.
[[Return to the hallway.->Tenth]]<<if $Gym eq 0>>\
The lights on the electronic lock are red. You ring the doorbell and hear no response from the other side. The apartment is probably empty.
[[Return to the hallway.->Tenth]]
<<else>>\
Loud, muffled J-pop blares from behind the door. A ring of the doorbell provides you no response, but you don't expect the chimes to be heard over the music. You rap on the door, then thump on the door. Still no response.
<<if $hive_out eq 0>>\
The lights on the lock are green. You turn the handle and see yourself in.
[[Enter the room.->Hive_Room_1]]
<<else>>\
The lights on the lock are red. There is no getting inside.
[[Return to the hallway.->Tenth]]
<</if>><</if>><<if $hivename eq "Asa" or $hivename eq "asa" or $hivename eq "Endo" or $hivename eq "endo" or $hivename eq "Asa Endo" or $hivename eq "asa endo">>\
\
<span class="purple">"That's better,"</span> says Asa. <span class="purple">"What would you like to talk to me about?"</span>
She relaxes and her tone becomes considerably more friendly.
<<display "Hive_Diag">>
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">"You don't even know my name?"</span>
<span class="brown">"The papers only call you Hive."</span>
<span class="purple">"It's not like my real name is a state secret."</span> Any tolerance she had for you has now been spent. She points to the door. <span class="purple">“Please leave."</span>
You do as she says. The door locks behind you.
[[Return to the hallway.->Tenth]]
<</if>><<if $Hive1 eq 0>>[[“Pinnacle City is in danger. I need your help to avert disaster.”->Hive_1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Hive2 eq 0>>[[“You're a pretty good fighter. Is that one of your powers?”->Hive_2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Hive3 eq 0>>[[“How do your powers work, exactly. You turn into a swarm of fairies, right?”->Hive_3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Hive4 eq 0 and $Hive2 eq 1 and $hive_costume eq 1>>[[“Would you like to know how I beat you in that fight?”->Hive_4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Hive5 eq 0 and $Hive1 eq 1>>[[“Is there anything I can do to convince you to help me?”->Hive_5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Hive6 eq 0 and $Hive1 eq 1>>[[“What's the massage table for? Are you expecting a masseuse to drop by?”->Hive_6]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Hive7 eq 0 and $Hive6 eq 1 and $hive_costume eq 0>>[[“Can you give me a massage?”->Hive_7]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Hive6 eq 1 and $hive_costume eq 1>>[[“It looks like you need a massage.”->Hive_8]]
<</if>>\
[[“I should be going now.”->Hive_9]]<span class="purple">"Go on."</span>
<span class="brown">"Mysterious bombs are going to explode all over the city tonight. I don't know who is behind them or how to stop them, but we need to do something now."</span>
<span class="purple">"And why of all the super-heroes in this building, did you choose to tell me?"</span>
<span class="brown">“I've tried everyone else. They either don't care or don't believe me.”</span>
<span class="purple">“If so many people disbelieve you, perhaps the fault lies in your lack of truthfulness rather than the faults of others. No, I don't think I believe you either.”</span>
<<set $Hive1 = 1>>
<<display "Hive_Diag">>
<span class="purple">“All my martial arts skills have been earned through focused and dedicated training, they have not been gifted to me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Which specific martial art did you study?”</span>
<span class="purple">“I am adept in the ways of karate, kung fu, hapkido and muay thai, and I have had training in many others.”</span>
The short woman stands tall, taking pride as she tells you how dangerous she is.
<<set $Hive2 = 1>>
<<display "Hive_Diag">>Asa sniggers. <span class="purple">“Well that's how I explain it to children. I can divide myself in two, or four or as many as I want, and then sprout my wings. At will, I can become an army of insect-sized warriors.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Or a swarm of fairies.”</span>
<span class="purple">“If that's the way you prefer it, yes. A swarm of fairies.”</span>
<<set $Hive3 = 1>>
<<display "Hive_Diag">><span class="purple">“I would. I'm always endeavouring to improve my skills.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I have powers, just like you. Well, not exactly like you, I have the power to travel back in time. I could avoid your attacks because I had seen them before, in another timeline.”</span>
<span class="purple">“You don't need to conjure up some far-fetched story to protect my ego. Yes, I despise losing, but I can handle it.”</span>
<<set $Hive4 = 1>>
<<display "Hive_Diag">><span class="purple">“I just don't trust you. You look almost like a respectable person, but then you go around breaking into women's apartments. I'm not sure what to think of you.”</span>
<<if $hive_costume eq 0>>\
<span class="brown">“You haven't kicked me out. You trust me enough not do you any harm.”</span>
<span class="purple">“I trust in //myself// enough to not //allow// you do me any harm.”</span>
<<else>>\
<span class="brown">“You trust me well enough to walk around near-naked in front of me.”</span>
<span class="purple">“My lack of prudishness has no relation to my trust for you. And in spite of our earlier altercation, I believe I can fend off any further assaults from you.” </span>
<</if>> <<set $Hive5 = 1>>
<<display "Hive_Diag">>
<span class="purple">“I am the masseuse.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Is there no end to your talents?”</span>
<span class="purple">“I never pass up an opportunity to learn new skills. Also, practising the art of massage increases my understanding of the human body, it complements my martial arts.”</span>
<<if $hive_costume eq 1>>\
Asa rotates her shoulder. It is obviously causing her some discomfort.
<</if>>
<<set $Hive6 = 1>>
<<display "Hive_Diag">><span class="purple">“There's a masseur with a shop across the street. Mr. Chan may service you. I've got better things to do with my time.”</span>
<<set $Hive7 = 1>>
<<display "Hive_Diag">><span class="purple">“You might be right. I fell poorly when we sparred.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm no physiotherapist, but I've been told I have magic hands.”</span>
<span class="purple">“No thank you.”</span> Asa pauses in contemplation. <span class="purple">“Actually, yes. Aurakul tells me that I'm often too reluctant to accept the help of others, which is not a good quality to have when you're in a team. That's a habit I need to break. <<print "$name">>, I would very much like you to massage my shoulder.”</span>
Asa sits on a chair next to the massage table. An assortment of oils and massage tools are neatly laid on a nearby shelf. One of the tools you recognise as a “Magic Wand,” a vibrator sold under the disguise of a family friendly electronic massager.
[[Start massaging.->Hive_Room_3]]<span class="purple">"Goodbye."</span>
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]You take off your jacket and start rubbing. <span class="brown">“How's that?”</span>
<span class="purple">“You have a decent technique, but it's the other shoulder that has the problem.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Oh yeah, I know. I was just warming up. I didn't want to risk causing more pain to an existing injury.”</span> You can't see Asa's face, but you're sure she just rolled her eyes.
You switch shoulders. Asa reaches for your hand. <span class="purple">“You're on the right track, but let me help you. Put some pressure on this spot, here.”</span> She guides your fingers with hers. <span class="purple">“Yes, that's very good. Keep doing that.”</span>
Asa relaxes into your hands and her chin falls to her chest. You take the opportunity to gaze at her breasts; they are amazing. Her soft, sleek curves mould well with her hard, toned body; athletic, feminine and perfect. You would love to reach down and grab those exquisite boobs, but your fear of Asa is too great.
<span class="purple">“I think you have done all you can from that position. I'll lie on the table so you can put some weight on it.”</span>
Asa climbs onto the massage table and lies looking down through the face hole. Her squashed breasts balloon out to her sides. <span class="purple">“There's some oil over there.”</span> She points. <span class="purple">“From the white bottle. Pour some in your hands and rub them together to warm it up.”</span>
[[Massage her.->Hive_Room_4]]You press your palms into her shoulder, relentlessly working her troubled area. You interpret the absence of complaint as high praise. As lovely as the skin of her shoulder feels, you desperately want to touch more.
<span class="brown">“Should I keep at it on the shoulder?”</span>
<span class="purple">“No, start moving around a bit. Work my back as well.” </span>
With long strokes you slide your hands up and down her back.
<span class="purple">“That's very nice, you've done this before.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Girls like massages. It's a handy skill to have.” </span>
<span class="purple">“And which part of the body do you find girls most like to be massaged?”</span>
[[“The feet.”->Hive_feet]]
[[“The butt.”->Hive_butt]]
[[“The pussy.”->Hive_pussy]]<span class="purple">“Are you a proponent of reflexology?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No. I've heard their theories, but I've never managed to stimulate someone's pancreas by rubbing their feet.” </span>
Asa's body shakes as she laughs. <span class="purple">“Correct answer. I'd like to see what you can do with my feet. It's okay.”</span>
You press your thumbs into her arches of her tiny feet.
<span class="purple">“Not bad. You know, there's a janitor who works here who is always bugging me for a foot massage. I think I should refer her to you.”</span>
[[Continue on to her calves.->Hive_Room_5a]]<span class="purple">“Oh, there's nothing like a good butt massage. You never realise how much tension you can build up in your glutes until it's kneaded out. Show me what you've got.”</span>
From open hostility to asking you to caress her rear. Asa has really changed her mind about you quite quickly.
<span class="brown">“I'm going to get oil on your panties.”</span>
<span class="purple">“That's fine, the oil won't stain them.”</span>
Well, you can't get everything you want. Getting her completely naked might take a little more work.
You take two fistfuls of ass-cheek and manipulate her rump with a slow, controlled aggression.
<span class="purple">“If you can manage, go harder.” </span>
You do your best to oblige.
Her legs are slightly parted and you peer in to examine the oil-soaked strip of fabric concealing her pussy. It is now semi-transparent and shapes to the contours of her lips. You move her flesh in circular motions, each revolution moving closer to the crevice. Now your fingers begin their descent, one more inch and this massage will enter a whole new phase. A very erotic phase.
[[Reach for her pussy.->Hive_Room_5a]]<span class="purple">“Pussy massages are my speciality as well.”</span> Her matter-of-fact reply catches you off guard, but you should have realised by now that Asa is a woman of many surprises.
<span class="brown">“I didn't know that you were a lesbian.”</span>
<span class="purple">“I'm not. I'm just highly trained in the field of genital stimulation of both sexes.”</span> Asa notices that your mind is no longer focussed on her massage and offers further explanation. <span class="purple">“Before I donned my purple spandex, before I had saved a life or done anything remotely heroic, I was training as a massage therapist. In my hometown of Kyoto I learned that the men I treated healed physically from the traditional oil massage, but it was the hand relief that mended their souls. This intrigued me. I went on to study sensual massage at the ''Pink Blossom'', then throughout Asia.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I've had a rub-and-tug myself. It's certainly a fun way to spend an afternoon, but I think calling it 'mending my soul' is a bit much.”</span>
Asa lifts herself up on to an elbow and turns her head to look at you. <span class="purple">“Poor you. Perhaps that's why you're so socially awkward. You're sensually repressed.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You think I'm awkward?”</span>
<span class="purple">“This massage has finished. I don't think there is anything more that you can do for me.”</span> Asa steps off the table. <span class="purple">“You are in desperate need of help, and it is my duty as a registered hero to provide that help.”</span>
[[“What's that going to entail?”->Hive_Room_5b]]<span class="purple">“That's enough for today. Thank you for the rubdown, but I need to get back to my training, and I suppose that you have to get back to saving the world.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Would you be able to return the favour and give me a massage?”</span>
<span class="purple">“No, I would not. I don't think you could handle one of my massages. They're very different in style and intention to the ones you know.”</span>
Asa hands you a towel to dry your hands of oil and leads you out the way you came in, locking the door behind you.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]
<span class="purple">“I'm going to massage you. I'm going to expand your horizons.”</span> She gestures with her hand and soft music fills the room. Her fingers touch your chest. <span class="purple">“First, this shirt is going to have to come off.”</span>
This is a proposition too tempting to pass over. You begin to undress.
<span class="purple">“No. Let me do it.”</span>
She moves in close and her chest touches yours. She looks longingly into your eyes with her lips parted. You lean forward for a kiss. <span class="purple">“Uh uh,”</span> she says with her index finger blocking the path of your lips. <span class="purple">“Listen carefully. I may touch you, you may not touch me. I may kiss you, you may not kiss me. Understood?”</span>
Whether you actually agree to those terms or not, you have only one response.
[[“Yes ma'am.”->Hive_Room_6]]
Asa guides your arms to reach to the sky and she pulls your shirt over your head. She neatly folds it and places it to the side. She returns to her position in front of you and slides her hands down your sides to your belt, which she unfastens. She pulls your trousers to the ground and assists you to step out of them.
You are now both standing in your underwear. Your briefs bulge with your swollen cock. Asa collects a towel and wraps it around your waist, pressing her chest and cheek against your body as she fastens it. She then kneels and slides her fingers up under the towel and pulls your underwear down. Your hardened member gets caught on the waistband, then springs free. Her fingernails gently scratch the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. Your underwear is folded and placed with the rest of your clothes.
<span class="purple">“Now lie on the table please.”</span>
You obey her command and lay as she did; face down through the hole. <span class="brown">“What kind of treatment will I be receiving?”</span>
<span class="purple">“An authentic nuru massage. Kyoto style. Just relax and don't move. Allow me to prepare.”</span>
You hear the sounds of bottles being carefully moved and poured, but you can only see the floor. Then you hear a sloshing, as if hands were quickly splashing in shallow water.
[[“What's that sound?”->Hive_Room_7a]]
[[Look at what's happening.->Hive_Room_7b]]<span class="purple">“I'm preparing the nuru gel. It's a special composition made from seaweed.”</span>
<<display "Hive_Room_8">>You lift your head up and look at her. She is sloshing her hands in a bowl of clear gel.
<span class="purple">“I told you not to move. You didn't even last thirty seconds. If you're not going to cooperate there's no point in doing this. This is your last warning.” </span>
<<set $Hivefail = $Hivefail + 1>>
<<display "Hive_Room_8>>Asa climbs up on the table, and with a knee planted on either side of you she pours the warm gel over your back. She sits on your butt and her fingers sweep over your body. There is no denying her talent as a masseuse, each muscle she touches seems to instantly relax. There's a rhythm to her movements, you suspect that she is timing them with your breaths.
<span class="brown">“You're making me feel guilty. I gave you such a poor massage in comparison.”</span>
<span class="purple">“You did okay, but amateur talent cannot beat training and experience.”</span>
Asa shuffles to the end of the tables and kneels between your legs. She caresses your feet and then inches her way up. Your muscles turn limp as she extracts the tension from every one she finds. She reaches your towel and her fingers slip inside. Shivers run through your body as the hair on your scrotum is lightly brushed. She then squeezes her fingers into the cleft between your balls and groin. You adjust your body to make room for your growing cock.
Asa starts tugging on the towel; it's time for it to come off. You raise your hips from the table to help her. The cool air tingles your unclothed buttocks. She drizzles gel over your rear and you feel the drops trace their way down through your crack. She kneads her fists deeply into your cheeks. A hand reaches between your legs and finds a passage under you. Her hand slides under your balls and cock and your breaths become less controlled and more audible.
You hear the sloshing of gel against flesh, but not your flesh. Asa presses against your body. She is heavy and soft, and the contact is distributed over too great an area to be her hands. You're slow to visualise what is happening out of your sight, but you get there; she is massaging you with her lubricated breasts. Focussing on the sensations, you can trace the paths of her hard nipples moving over your skin. She is now sliding up and down the length of your body. Air is squeezed out of your chest as she steamrolls it into the table.
<span class="brown">“You're not going to fall off, are you?”</span> She's sliding around several feet off the ground with no safety railings. It's polite to ask.
<span class="purple">“I have everything under control. I'm very experienced at this.”</span> She's tempering her tone to keep the mood sensual, but beneath that you can pick up on a resentment for having her competence questioned.
Asa brings her lips to your ear. <span class="purple">“Turn over.”</span>
She lifts her weight off of you, her hands and knees planted on the table, and you carefully flip over with her still above you. Your erect cock brushes her leg as you rotate. Her gel-coated skin glistens all over. She lowers her hips down, sandwiching your cock between her crotch and your abdomen. She makes small slides forwards and back. It feels like you could be inside her, but you can see that you're not. Her face moves closer and closer to yours, her eyes are sultry and full of desire, her lips are pouted.
[[Kiss Asa.->Hive_Room_9a]]
[[Stay still.->Hive_Room_9b]]You lift your head ever so slightly and aim for her lips. She pulls her head back and you miss.
<span class="purple">“What did I say about kissing?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I thought... with that look you gave me... I took it as an invitation.”</span>
<<if $Hivefail eq 1>>\
<span class="purple">“You're obviously not taking any of this seriously. You better just get dressed and leave.” </span>
Asa escorts you out of her room.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">“Try doing a little less thinking and a little more staying still and obeying my instructions. You're skating on thin ice, <<print "$name">>. Now, can we continue?”</span>
<<set $Hivefail = 1>>
[[Stop kissing and stay still.->Hive_Room_9b]]
<</if>>
Asa's face makes contact with yours. Her nose rubs against yours as she continues to slide back and forth. Her lips touch your lips, but they do not kiss; they drag your lips with them. You notice the faint sounds of your breaths and hers. She is timing her breathing to feed your mouth with her warm, moist, spent air, and she inhales yours. Your pairs of lips glide over one another where there is wetness and pull at one another where the contact is dry.
<span class="purple">“The hardest part about giving a full body massage is that you have to treat so much body with only one pair of hands. When I'm paying attention to your face, the rest of you is getting neglected.”</span>
[[“Two hands are plenty. I don't think I can handle any more.”->Hive_Room_10a]]
[[“You're doing a damn good job. It's not as if you can be in two places at once.”->Hive_Room_10b]]<<if $Hivefail eq 1>>\
<span class="purple">“If that's the case, we better end it there.”</span>
Asa allows you to dress and she escorts you out of her room.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">“So, you have reached your limits?”</span> She stops to wait for a response.
<span class="brown">“What? I don't know. I was just making conversation.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Okay, I'll let this pass. But in the future if you say something, make sure you mean it. So do you want a four hands massage or not?”</span>
\
<<set $Hivefail = 1>>
[[“Sure. Are you going to invite a friend?”->Hive_Room_10b]]
<</if>>
Asa smiles. <span class="purple">“You forget who you're talking to.”</span> She straightens her posture and closes her eyes, as if in a meditative pose. At the sides of her torso, her flesh deforms. Lumps protrude from her body and shape into a pair of hands. They become small arms which then reach behind her and push down on her shoulders. A second head emerges from Asa's back, a second Asa. It was imperceptible at first, but the first Asa was shrinking as the second Asa grew. One steps out of the other and before you are two identical women, each about two thirds the height of their parent and presumably half the mass. <span class="purple">“This will work much better,”</span> they say in stereo.
The original Asa wears the purple panties whilst the other is bottomless. The barely-clothed tiny woman stands up on the table. Her now-oversized underwear hangs from one hip, a small thatch of hair peeks its head above the brim, black and uncurled. So purple is not her natural hair colour; you can never tell for sure with these powered types. She wiggles her hips and the panties fall to her ankles. She kicks them to the stack of discarded clothes and they land right on target.
The pair collect the gel and slather more of the goo on themselves and you. They lie on either side of you, straddling a leg over each of your thighs. They slide up and down your legs in directions counter to one another. Their muffs rasp against your legs and their slimed breasts warm your body. Their hands explore your skin, occasionally tugging at your cock.
Then the first leans over you and caresses you from ear to chest, mesmerising you with her longing stare. The second sits on your thighs and slides up to your cock. She presses it against her mound with a hand seeping lubricant and then her hips gyrate in a slow hula. Every erogenous nerve in your cock is simultaneously stimulated. Your visual and physical senses are overwhelmed, you are moments away from erupting.
[[“I'm gonna blow!”->Hive_Room_11a]]
[[Keep silent.->Hive_Room_11b]]<span class="purple">“Don't cum now,”</span> The closer Asa says to you. Her twin said the same words in synchrony. <span class="purple">“Breathe deeply. Just think about your breaths.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I don't think that's going to help.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Trust me, I studied Tantra in Chennai. If you focus you can stay in this heightened state for hours. Follow me, inhale when I inhale, exhale when I exhale. Experience the orgasm without ejaculating.”</span>
You're not sure you understand her, but you concentrate on her instructions as her sister continues to slide over you. The tingling in your cock spreads throughout your body. You're getting it. It's as if mind and body are entering another plane of existence. This is the spiritual experience she was talking about. Then, as if falling off a tightrope, you crash back down to reality. All sensations recede back to your cock. You feel a sharp pain at your collarbone where Asa digs her fingers into your nerves.
<span class="brown">“Ow! Why did you do that?”</span>
<span class="purple">“I needed to distract you. You were about to ejaculate.”</span>
It was the truth, but would it have been such a bad thing if you did?
<span class="purple">“You lack self-control.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You just don't know what it's like to be a guy.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Don't make excuses. You can do better, but if you don't acknowledge that, you never will.”</span>
[[“What you're asking of me is impossible.”->Hive_Room_12a]]
[[“You're probably right. For a moment I thought I almost had it, but I lost my concentration.”->Hive_Room_12b]] You allow your faucet to turn and a stream of cum spurts out.
<span class="purple">“Hey why did you do that?”</span> the girls say.
<span class="brown">“Do you really need to ask?”</span>
<span class="purple">“You wasted your seed far too soon. We had a lot more to do but there's no point going on if you're already spent.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Wait, I can go again.” </span>
<span class="purple">“But not with the same feeling. It's over.”</span>
Hive allows you to get dressed and leave the room.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]<<if $Hivefail eq 1>>\
<span class="purple">“Then you will be as you are forever more. You should get dressed now.”</span>
Hive allows you to get dressed and escorts you out of the room.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">“Impossible? If that is true I have borne witness to many miracles. Do you really have such scepticism for what I say?”</span>
\
<<set $Hivefail = 1>>
[[“You're probably right. For a moment I thought I almost had it, but I lost my concentration.”->Hive_Room_12b]]
<</if>><span class="purple">“You have potential, though. You just need more training.”</span>
You subserviently nod in agreement. Your massage looks like it is at an end, the girls are towelling the excess gel off their bodies. Your cock is still throbbing. If it doesn't get some relief now, you're probably going to have to find somewhere private to finish the job yourself.
[[“That was the best massage I've ever had.”->Hive_Room_13b]]
[[“Are you going to leave me like this? How about a happy ending?”->Hive_Room_13a]]
[[“That was pretty good, but to be honest, you did oversell your skills a little.”->Hive_Room_13c]]
<span class="purple">“I live to serve,”</span> she says dryly.
The Asas meld together and get dressed.
It seems that she is not as impressed by you as you are with her. You get dressed and she directs you out of her apartment.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]<span class="purple">“Jack yourself off if you like, just clean up any mess you make. Here's a towel.”</span>
The Asas meld together and get dressed.
You get dressed and thank Asa before leaving.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]<span class="purple">“What's that supposed to mean?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Oh, the slip n' slide was great, but it's not something especially unique. Every second massage parlour seems to be offering that service these days. Apart from the splitting in two trick, that is. Don't worry, I'll tell everyone that you put up a decent performance.”</span>
The two Asas gape at each other in disbelief. <span class="purple">“Do you really think that's all I can do? I've studied sensual massage all over Japan, China, Thailand and India, you have only experienced a fraction of what I'm capable of.” </span>
You shrug your shoulders.
<span class="purple">“Get back on the table,”</span> orders Asa.
You gladly obey. The Asa's take a deep breath to recompose themselves. At the end of their long exhalation they smile. <span class="purple">“Tell me <<print "$name">>. Have you ever had a dragonfly massage?” </span>
<span class="brown">“I don't think so. Unless it's also known by another name.” </span>
They shake their heads. <span class="purple">“It isn't. And do you know why you have never had a dragonfly massage?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I do not,” </span>you say, playing along with their game.
<span class="purple">“It's because I am the only person in the world capable of performing it.”</span>
The girls flex their shoulders. From their backs unfold sets of translucent wings. They are the wings of a dragonfly.
Their flesh distorts, they are dividing again. Two naked girls become four and within moments the four become fifty, then one hundred or more, each the size of a sparrow buzzing with a resonant hum over you. With a single echoing voice, they speak. <span class="purple">“Now you will feel sensations you have never felt before, sensations you never thought possible.”</span>
[[“You're absolutely amazing, Asa.”->Hive_Room_14]]<span class="purple">“I am no longer Asa. Now I am Hive.”</span>
They assemble into squadrons. Some fly across your body, brushing each hair without touching your skin, others lightly paddle the sensitive parts of your bare flesh with their wings, and others still amass on your cock in a great pile, wrapping their arms around the giant tree trunk, licking it with their tiny tongues and caressing it with their miniature hands. There are too many of them to keep track of what they are doing to you. Their movements appear chaotic, but they somehow all acting in harmony and make sure every square inch of your body is attended to.
One of the dragonflies lands on your chin. <span class="purple">“So how does it feel to be massaged by the swarm?”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's a feeling like none other.”</span> It takes a concerted effort to find these words and arrange them into a sentence.
<span class="purple">“I expect that from now on when I say something, you will believe me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I always did, I just like stirring you up,”</span> you admit.
Hive's predatory smile returns, although you have to squint to see it without a magnifying glass.
<span class="brown">“How does it feel to give such a massage?”</span>
<span class="purple">“I enjoy the challenge. It takes a lot of mental power to control this many of me at the same time. But underlying this, there is a feeling of envy. I try and supress it or reason it away, but it is always present.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Envy because it is not you getting the massage?”</span>
Hive nods. <span class="purple">“I see those I am treating sweat and shiver in ecstasy, but I can never experience the dragonfly massage for myself.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can't one of yourselves massage the other?”</span>
<span class="purple">“No, that won't work. It's like how you can't tickle yourself.”</span>
There must be some way to repay her.
[[Stick your tongue out.->Hive_Room_15]]You waggle your tongue invitingly in her direction.
<span class="purple">“That is a very big tongue. It might do.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I remember the rules. You're going to have to ask for it.”</span>
Hive sighs. <span class="purple">“Very well. Please <<print "$name">>, lap me up with that big, wet muscle of yours.” </span>
She reaches her arms out wide and leans in towards your mouth. You stroke her from knees to face. She giggles. They all giggle. Hive is left thickly coated in your saliva and does a one-eighty, jutting her rear out and inviting another wet caress. You supply it, scooping up her butt and lifting her off her feet. She flutters her wings to keep her balance.
Hive lands over your mouth, one foot on each lip. With her legs spread wide it's obvious what she wants licked now. You navigate your tongue between her thighs and start wiggling. She's riding your tongue like a bronco, raucously laughing. The rest of the swarm laugh the same. Your tongue tires but you push through the fatigue. Hive deserves this, she wouldn't abandon her disciplined nature like this often.
You notice that the other fairies have become a lot less attentive in their work. The hive-mind must be a little distracted right now.
Hive climaxes, chirping out a long, trilling whine before collapsing, rolling down your face and falling to the tabletop. She lays there, they all lay there panting, on you and beside you.
<span class="brown">“Just concentrate on your breathing,”</span> you say to them, smirking.
Hive appreciates the joke. <span class="purple">“Sometimes, it's better just to let go and live in the moment.”</span>
She picks herself up and flies into the air. Her and the rest of the fairies form a clumped mass the shape of a full-sized woman and Asa is whole again.
<span class="purple">“I haven't enjoyed myself that much for a long time. How about you?”</span>
[[“I couldn't be better. I could leave right now and be happy.”->Hive_Room_16a]]
[[“It's been fun, but you keep bringing me to the edge and then pulling me back. I don't want to sound selfish, but am I ever going to get off?”->Hive_Room_16b]]<<if $Hivefail eq 1>>\
<span class="purple">“I'm glad to hear it.”</span>
You get dressed and leave with Hive's thanks, but still incredibly horny.
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">“Are you sure? It looks like there's one part of you that needs a bit more attention.”</span>
[[“It's been fun, but you keep bringing me to the edge and then pulling me back. I don't want to sound selfish, but am I ever going to get off?”->Hive_Room_16b]]
<</if>><span class="purple">“Yes, you're right. I have one more massage I would like to give you.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Am I allowed to cum this time?”</span>
<span class="purple">“Allowed? You say that like I'm going to give you a choice. I have given this treatment to the most divine Zen monks, masters of meditation and capable of stopping their heart beat at will. Even they couldn't suppress an ejaculation.”</span> Asa rummages through a cupboard. She finds what she is looking for. <span class="purple">“This is a red rope, and it is the essential piece of equipment in a Red Rope massage. I learnt this one in Shanghai.”</span>
<span class="brown">“If this is a bondage thing, I'm really not all that keen.”</span>
<span class="purple">“It's not.”</span>
Asa beats her wings and flutters up over the table and threads the rope through an eyehook mounted in the ceiling. You had noticed the hook before and figured its purpose was to hang a punching bag. The two ends of the rope dangle above your crotch and Asa ties them into a complicated set of knots and loops.
<span class="brown">“What goes at the end of the rope?”</span>
<span class="purple">“Me.”</span> She isn't giving away much.
Asa retracts her wings and sexily struts in circles on the table, knowingly giving you a prime view of her beautiful, glistening pussy. The rope starts to coil. Her actions are slowly drawn out. She occasionally drags her toes over your abdomen or penis as she steps over you. Your anticipation increases as the rope gains tension.
The rope is now wound as much as it can be. Asa holds the loop at the end of the rope with one hand and your inner thigh with the other. With the grace and poise of a gymnast, her legs leave the floor and wrap around the rope above the rest of her. She takes your shaft into her mouth, then lets go of you. The coiled spring is released, upside-down she spins round and round. Her tongue runs laps around your cock with gaining speed, her face becomes a blur. The acrobatic performance is inspirational, the tactile sensation is blissful.
She keeps spinning, polishing your cock with a continuous wipe of her warm, moist tongue. The ropes unravel but Asa still spins, the rotational momentum coiling the threads again before unwinding in the opposite direction. Back and forth this continues. You feel like a geyser about to blow.
<span class="brown">“I'm gonna cum.” </span>
She cannot speak with a cock in her mouth but you are sure that she heard you. Your stream of white love fires in five powerful bursts up into her throat.
<span class="pink">“Amazing!”</span>
Was that the stereo that said that? Regardless, you concur.
Asa slowly spins twice around clockwise, then once anticlockwise. The energy once held in those ropes has been spent. She releases you from her bite and dribbles your cum slowly onto your belly. Still upside-down, her legs perform the splits and in a steady and controlled manner she flips right-side-up and lowers herself to kneel over your crotch.
She licks the milky juice from her lips. <span class="purple">“You did very well. You follow instructions to the letter and you have an enormous amount of self-control.”</span> She takes a towel and wipes the cum from your body. She then dresses you in your clothes with the same care and professionalism as she removed them. She does not dress herself.
Asa leads you out of her apartment.
<span class="brown">“Can you help me save the city now?”</span>
She turns her head to the side, too embarrassed for you to look you in the eyes. <span class="purple">“Of course. Your foolish quest.”</span> Her tone could not be more dismissive. Her fingers touch your cheek. <span class="purple">“Good luck with that. Keep persevering and you might find someone with whom to share your fantasy.”</span>
She closes the door with you on the other side. You feel like you have about as much trust you could possibly gain from her.
<<set $HiveWin = 1>>
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]The living room of the apartment is ornately decorated with furniture, statuettes and masks made by indigenous peoples from all over the world.
The woman you know as Aurakul walks over to greet you at the door. <span class="gold">"Come in, <<print "$name">> darling, and sit down. I believe there is much that you would like to discuss with me."</span> Her accent is as hard to pin down as her race, perhaps North African mixed with Cambodian mixed with Polynesian, but with a little bit of Spanish or Navajo stirred in the mix.
She smiles at you with large, white teeth. Her skin is a glowing golden-brown and her luscious black hair falls straight before turning to curls at its ends. The occasional lock is dyed gold.
Aurakul is wearing a gold cloak over black leather. Her top leaves bare skin from her chin to her navel and pushes her large breasts together, barely covering the nipples, to form a tight cleavage that could hold a deck of cards together. The crotch of her outfit is cut like the bottom half of a swimsuit and she is wearing black knee-high leather boots.
She places her long fingers on your jaw. They carry many jewel-studded rings and several gold chains drape her wrist. She then kisses you on each cheek and then on the lips. <span class="gold">“Please sit down, my lovely. I have prepared for your arrival.”</span>
She takes you to a small sofa and gestures for you to sit. She hands you a glass of red wine and keeps a glass for herself. She sits next to you close enough for her knee to touch your thigh.
Your eyes involuntarily fall down to her tits, before your politeness raises them again. They look prepped for a good titty fuck.
<<if $psychic neq "worn">>\
<span class="gold">“I will take your admiration of my breasts as a compliment, but if you would like to have what you desire you would be better to play the part of a gentleman than that off an adolescent boy.”</span>
She's reading your mind. You better be more careful.
<span class="gold">“Yes sweetie, you should.”</span>
<</if>>\
<<display "Aurakul_Diag">>
<<set $psychic = "worn">>You wear the necklace and hide it under your shirt. It's small enough to not be too noticeable.
<<display "Aurakul_Room_2>><<if $Aurakul1 eq 0>>[[“So, you were expecting me?”->Aurakul_1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aurakul2 eq 0>>[[“The city is in terrible danger.”->Aurakul_2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aurakul3 eq 0>>[[“So where exactly are you from?”->Aurakul_3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aurakul4 eq 0>>[[“What do you think of your team mates?”->Aurakul_4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aurakul5 eq 0>>[[“Your uniform. It doesn't offer you much protection, does it?”->Aurakul_5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aurakul7 eq 0>>[[Kiss her.->Aurakul_7]]
<</if>>\
<<if $psychic eq "worn">>[[Remove the psychic shield.->Aurakul_8]]
<</if>>\
[[Leave.->Aurakul_6]]<span class="gold">“I sensed your presence in the building, my darling. Your soul was calling for help, and I believe it was calling for me,”</span> Aurakul says in her smoky voice.
<span class="brown">“Oh of course. You can read my thoughts.”</span>
<<if $psychic neq "worn">>\
<span class="gold">“When one's thoughts are at the forefront of their mind, I can see them. In your mind, <<print "$name">> darling, I see pain. Tell me what troubles you so.”</span>
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">“Before I could, but now that you are here your thoughts are hidden from me. I wonder why that is.”</span>
<</if>>
<<set $Aurakul = 1>>\
<<display "Aurakul_Diag">>
<<if $psychic neq "worn">>\
Aurakul's sultry eyes turn to a state of alarm. She takes your right hand with both of hers and gently caresses it. <span class="gold">“Close your eyes, <<print "$name">>. Speak those words again slowly, and have your memories travel with them.”</span>
You visualise the violent future of Pinnacle City. <span class="brown">“The city is in terrible danger.”</span>
Aurakul gasps. <span class="gold">“Such destruction. So many lives extinguished. How, blessed one, have you seen what is yet to happen?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I have super-powers.”</span> You take a moment to visualise your time-travelling escapades.
<span class="gold">“Yes. It seems that you do, although I do not understand how that is possible. We must act at once.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Finally, someone who cares! I've spoken to all your team mates, not a single one of them believes me.”</span>
Aurakul lays her hand on your cheek. <span class="gold">“They will believe me. Come.”</span>
[[Follow Aurakul.->Meeting]]
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">“Why do you feel that way, my darling?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I have seen the future. Pinnacle City is going to be completely destroyed.”</span>
<span class="gold">“I sense no truth in what you tell, <<print "$name">> darling.”</span>
<<display "Aurakul_Diag">>
<</if>><span class="gold">“I have been in this room all day.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That's not what I mean. What's your ethnicity? I just can't place it.”</span>
<span class="gold">“I am a child of the peoples of the Earth, as you are.”</span>
<span class="brown">“But which people specifically?”</span>
<span class="gold">“We are all the same, <<print "$name">> darling. There is no true answer to your question.”</span>
<<set $Aurakul3 = 1>>
<<display "Aurakul_Diag">><span class="brown">“Since you can read their minds you probably know them better than they know themselves.”</span>
<span class="gold">“They are all wonderful women, beautiful on the outside and within. Gorgeous Hive has a focus and dedication to improve herself like no other. Inside sweet little Whisper burns a small candle that in time will become a lantern that will light the world. Beautiful Brainbox is the most difficult to read, her thoughts move too fast for me to catch, but her spectacular achievements speak for her. And our captain, Weather Woman, is always there to correct our errors.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You can say it, Weather Woman can be a bitch.”</span>
Aurakul looks at you with a compassionate sternness. <span class="gold">“I would not say as such, <<print "$name">>, and I do not hold judgement on the flaws of others. She carries a burden that we do not. She must at all times show the world her strength but hide her fragility. Doing such things takes a toll, and she deals with that as best she can.” </span>
<<set $Aurakul4 = 1>>
<<display "Aurakul_Diag>><span class="gold">“The leather is very thick, it has saved me from much damage.”</span> She pushes out her chest towards you.
<span class="brown">“For most of you it does, but down your centre...”</span> you slowly drag your finger up her skin from her navel, <span class="brown">“You're completely vulnerable.”</span>
Your finger has reached her ribs and is still moving up and she has not flinched the slightest. Will she stop its path before you reach her bosom?
She does. <span class="gold">“I can hear one's intentions before they become one's actions. No one has ever managed to touch me, unless it was my desire.”</span> She pulls your hand up before pushing it towards you, brushing it along her breast in the process.
<<set $Aurakul5 = 1>>
<<display "Aurakul_Diag">><span class="brown">“I gotta go now, Aurakul. I've got things to do.”</span>
<span class="gold">“You must always chase your destiny. Blessings be upon you, <<print "$name">>.”</span>
Aurakul reclines into the sofa and watches you leave.
<<if $psychic eq "worn">><<set $psychic = "have">>.\
You remove the psychic shield.
<</if>><<set $Aurakul7 = 0>>\
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]
They have all been debating in the meeting room for twenty minutes. Weather Woman, Aurakul, Hive, Brainbox and Whisper are all at one end of a table built to seat thirty – a remnant of the glory days of Stacked Justice. You have been ordered to sit on a chair by the door and remain silent while the adults talk.
<span class="yellow">“I've already told that sleaze-bag that we're not helping,”</span> Weather Woman argues, her hands flailing. <span class="yellow">“Why do you expect me to change my mind?”</span>
<span class="gold">“Because he speaks the truth, of that I am certain. We swore an oath to protect Pinnacle City from all that seeks to destroy it, and destruction is coming.”</span> No matter how high the tension in the room escalates, Aurakul keeps calm and composed.
<span class="olive">“I must remark that we have expended an exorbitant amount of time deciding between action and inaction,”</span> says Brainbox. She is now dressed in her uniform; an orange shirt and green pants and vest, a belt filled with numerous gadgets and a satchel with more of the same. A pair of goggles is strapped to her forehead. <span class="olive">“Weather Woman, your scepticism for <<print "$name">> is understandable, it is scientifically impossible for someone like him to obtain super-powers, but if his statements have been verified by Aurakul they must be considered unimpeachable.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“So you're against me too now?”</span> says Weather Woman.
This is absolutely astonishing. Weather Woman appears to be getting no respect from her team at all, this is in stark contrast to the team unity displayed in their media appearances.
<span class="purple">“Nobody's against you,”</span> says Hive, rising on her feet. <span class="purple">“We just want to get out there and do what we do best. Even if he might be wrong, do you really want to hang out in Stacked Tower until it's too late to do anything? Whisper, what do you think?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Oh, well...”</span> Whisper has been caught off guard and only wanted to avoid entering the fiery debate. <span class="lblue">“I think <<print "$name">> might be right, and if he is, we should try to stop any bad things from happening. But my opinion doesn't really matter.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Well, you're right on that, none of your opinions matter.”</span> Weather Woman is on her feet and leaning with her palms on the table. <span class="yellow">“Stacked Justice is not a democracy. I am the leader and what I say goes.”</span>
<span class="gold">//And what will Stacked Justice be tomorrow when there is no Pinnacle City to protect?//</span> Aurakul is telepathically speaking to Weather Woman but letting you eavesdrop on the conversation. By their lack of reaction, it seems that Hive, Brainbox and Whisper were not awarded the same invitation.
<span class="yellow">//I can't back down now,//</span> Weather Woman thinks, <span class="yellow">//My authority must be acknowledged or we don't have a team.//</span>
<span class="gold">//Just two years ago this room was filled with heroes, look at where your demands for obedience has taken us. Swallow your pride and make the decision that you know is right.//</span>
Weather Woman sits back down and takes a deep breath. <span class="yellow">“Very well. This is a crisis and we will respond accordingly, but we still have no idea who is responsible or how to stop them. We need more need intelligence. I'm going to split the team up to gather information.”</span> She turns to you. <span class="yellow">“<<print "$name">>.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Flashback,”</span> you say.
<span class="yellow">“What?”</span>
<span class="brown">“My super-hero name is Flashback.”</span>
Weather Woman sighs. <span class="yellow">“Flashback, your experience might be of some small benefit. I'd like you to tag along with one of the women here.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Cool, can I choose which one?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Only if they will have you. I'm not going to force you on to anyone if they don't want you around.”</span>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">><<if $psychic neq "worn">>\
You lean your head in. Your lips meet and her tongue is immediately tasting your gums. After a lengthy duration of wet, passionate kissing you separate from her and look into her eyes.
<span class="brown">“That was nice.”</span>
<span class="gold">“I am happy that you have found pleasure.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You didn't enjoy it?”</span>
<span class="gold">“The enjoyment of others always fills my heart with delight. However, a drawback of my mental talents is that I am not easily surprised, and so not easily titillated.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I can kiss you... somewhere else,”</span> you say, glancing to her crotch.
<span class="gold">“Thank you, but such a gift would be wasted on me. So long as I can see in your mind and know every move you are about to make, I will not be able to attain the level of excitement that the other women you have met today have experienced.”</span>
<<display "Aurakul_Diag">>
<<else>>\
You lean in and kiss Aurakul on the lips. She pulls away ever so slightly with her eyes wide and alert, but accepts it and engages in the kiss. She smells of jasmine and tastes of Eastern spices.
<span class="gold">“I did not foresee that.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can you see the future as well?”</span>
<span class="gold">“No. Only the future intentions of others, but not this time.”</span> She nests your face with her hands and looks deeply into your eyes. Beyond your eyes. <span class="gold">“Why can I not hear your mind's voice, <<print "$name">> darling?”</span> she says. You only answer her with a smirk. <span class="gold">“You will have to tell me then, what do you intend to do next?”</span>
<span class="brown">“First I'm going to take those clothes off you. What I'm going to do to you afterward is a secret.”</span>
Aurakul stands up, hands held low by her sides in submission.. <span class="gold">“Very well, if you prefer my clothing to be elsewhere, you may remove it.”</span>
<<display "Aurakul_clothes">>
<</if>>You remove the psychic shield and put it in your pocket.
<<set $psychic = "have">>
<<display "Aurakul_Diag">><<if $Aura_top eq 0>>[[Take off her top.->Aurakul_top]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aura_bottom eq 0>>[[Take off her bottom.->Aurakul_bottom]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aura_boots eq 0>>[[Take off her boots.->Aurakul_boots]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aura_nude eq 0 and $Aura_top eq 1>>[[Take off your clothes.->Aurakul_nude]]
<</if>>\
<<if $Aura_top eq 1 and $Aura_bottom eq 1 and $Aura_boots eq 1 and $Aura_nude eq 1>>\
[[Eat her out.->Aura_sex_2-]]
[[Fuck her from behind.->Aura_sex_3-]]
[[Have Aurakul sit on your lap and fuck you.->Aura_sex_1]]
[[Fuck her ass.->Aura_sex_4-]]<</if>>You unclasp her golden cloak and let it puddle on the floor. Her figure is curvaceous with a thin waist and large, voluminous buttocks and breasts.
Her top is comprised many laces, buckles and clasps. It is not evident how it all fits together, but you undo everything that can be undone and it falls away in four separate pieces. Her breasts, no longer protected from the forces of gravity, tumble down and swing away from one another.
You lift one of her tits with your hand and feel its substantial weight. Aurakul's eyes shut and she inhales sharply, then slowly lets her air out, looking at you with adoring eyes and parted lips.
<<set $Aura_top = 1>>
<<display "Aurakul_clothes">>On close inspection, there isn't too much to the bottom half of Aurakul's costume. It is merely a black thong that was hidden from view by draping portions of her top.
<span class="brown">“Is this all you wear in public? It doesn't seem family friendly.”</span>
<span class="gold">“I am yet to receive a complaint.”</span>
You slide your hand down the front of her panties and feel her fur run through your fingers. When your hand is as deep as it can go you grab the cloth and push down. The waistband scrapes harshly along her skin as it passes over her round butt before it drops to the floor.
You observe her triangular muff above her slit. Everything below its southern tip is shaved smooth.
<<set $Aura_bottom = 1>>
<<display "Aurakul_clothes">>You kneel and slowly pull a zipper down the length of her calf, slow enough to hear each separate click. She shifts her weight on to her other leg as you pull the boot off. She keeps perfect balance as it pops free. You guide her foot back down to the floor, its sole is white and silky and her nails are painted gold.
Moving to her other boot, you glide your hands up one thigh and down the other. She shivers with the touch. Once again the zipper comes down and her foot escapes its captor.
<<set $Aura_boots = 1>>
<<display "Aurakul_clothes">>You stand close to her as you undress yourself, close enough to feel each other's warm breath. You remove your jacket and shirt, carelessly tossing them aside whilst keeping your eyes locked with hers. You inch closer to her still with the discarding of each item. You kick off your shoes and drop your pants to the floor. Now you are close enough for you to touch chest to breast and her abdomen to your swollen cock.
She drags her pointed fingernails along your chest, and then holds the neural shield that hangs around your neck. <span class="gold">“All that is left is this necklace.” </span>
<span class="brown">“No, I'm keeping it on. It's very special to me.”</span>
<span class="gold">“Then you will wear it,”</span> then turning her bejewelled hand over she says, <span class="gold">“I shall wear my adornments too.”</span>
<<set $Aura_nude = 1>>
<<display "Aurakul_clothes">>You guide Aurakul to sit on your lap. She lifts her hips then lowers herself and your cock disappears into her. She rolls on your lap slowly. Excruciatingly so. She is giving you just enough stimulation to let you know what she is holding back. You are seated with your pelvis pinned to the sofa. There is little that you can do to increase the pace or intensity except sinking your fingers into the round, soft cheeks and squeezing with her rhythm to encourage her along.
She holds onto your biceps, gently massaging them with her long, slender fingers and studying them closely. <span class="gold">“You are a very beautiful man.”</span>
The amplitude of her motions increase, but not the pace. Her large, soft breasts press into your chest each time she arches her back. She leans in and she nuzzles on your earlobe, your face is half buried in her hair.
The feeling is good, but it's like being perpetually tipsy when you want to be drunk. Needing to elevate things to a higher level, you dig your fingers into her back and rake them down. She faces the ceiling and gasps in rapturous pain, then sets her sights back on you.
<span class="gold">“You are very naughty,”</span> she says with a hungry smile, her breasts heaving more than ever. <span class="gold">“But that's good. I don't like boys who are too nice.”</span>
You seem to have gotten off to a good start in pleasing Aurakul, she appears a little preoccupied, thinking about the sensations she has just experienced. However, she is still observing your actions very carefully.
<<set $AuraStat = 1>>
[[Eat her out.->Aura_sex_2+]]
[[Fuck her from behind.->Aura_sex_3-]]
[[Fuck her ass.->Aura_sex_4-]]You're sitting on the sofa. You have Aurakul stand with one foot on floor and the other beside your hip. Gripping her ass you guide her pussy closer. She buries a hand in your hair and pulls you in the rest of the way.
You inhale through your nose deeply and audibly.
<span class="gold">“That is the smell of woman.” </span>
You kiss her mound of black hair and keep kissing southbound until you reach her slit. Out comes your tongue and then in it goes, snaking deeply and forcibly into her cunt. Her pelvis slowly gyrates as you munch away. You have one hand clenching a fistful of butt-cheek and the other reaching up to her breast, thumb and finger pinching the nipple.
<span class="gold">“Deeper, <<print "$name">> darling, deeper. Take me from this world and send me to Paradise.”</span>
You chomp like a starved dog. Her hand forms a tight fist, pulling your hair from your scalp. You clench your hands around her ass and tit, she wails with pain in pleasure.
<<display "Aura_Stat">>
[[Fuck her from behind.->Aura_sex_3+]]
[[Have Aurakul sit on your lap and fuck you.->Aura_sex_1-]]
[[Fuck her ass.->Aura_sex_4-]]Aurakul bends over the sofa with her feet apart on the floor; her bulbous butt greets you. You stick two fingers into her pussy and listen to Aurakul whimper as they explore.
<span class="brown">“It's nibbling. I think I better feed it.” </span>
You wind up your hand and send it into her ass with hard slap. The cheek jiggles like jelly then blushes red. Before her moan ends you jam your cock into her pussy and slap your body against her ass, her hanging tits jolt forwards with each collision.
<span class="gold">“More. More. More!” </span>
This woman is insatiable.
<<display "Aura_Stat">>
[[Eat her out.->Aura_sex_2-]]
[[Have Aurakul sit on your lap and fuck you.->Aura_sex_1-]]
<<if $AuraStat eq 3>>[[Fuck her ass.->Aura_sex_4+]]<<else>>[[Fuck her ass.->Aura_sex_4-]]<</if>>
[[Cum.->Aura_sex_5]]<<set $AuraStat = $AuraStat +1>>\
You transition between positions smoothly and efficiently.
<<display "Aura_sex_2>><<set $AuraStat = 0>>\
Getting from the previous position to this one required a number of separate movements. You fumbled and Aurakul noticed.
<span class="gold">“Life has a flow,”</span> she says. <span class="gold">“You must move with the flow, not against it.”</span>
She's right.
<<display "Aura_sex_3>><<set $AuraStat = 0>>\
<span class="gold">“Remove that thought from your mind.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I thought you couldn't read my mind?”</span>
<span class="gold">“I do not require supernatural powers to see where your eyes point to. For as long as I can spare the slightest of attention to your movements, you will not violate me there.”</span>
[[Eat her out.->Aura_sex_2-]]
[[Fuck her from behind.->Aura_sex_3-]]
[[Have Aurakul sit on your lap and fuck you.->Aura_sex_1-]]<<set $AuraStat = 0>>\
Getting from the previous position to this one required a number of separate movements. You fumbled and Aurakul noticed.
<span class="gold">“Life has a flow,”</span> she says. <span class="gold">“You must move with the flow, not against it.”</span>
She's right.
<<display "Aura_sex_2>><<set $AuraStat = $AuraStat +1>>\
You transition between positions smoothly and efficiently.
<<display "Aura_sex_3>>Getting from the previous position to this one required a number of separate movements. You fumbled and Aurakul noticed.
<span class="gold">“Life has a flow,”</span> she says. <span class="gold">“You must move with the flow, not against it.”</span>
She's right.
<<set $AuraStat = 1>>
<<display "Aura_sex_1">>Aurakul is in a state of perplexity. You seize the moment and withdraw from her pussy, and get your next target in your sights. You part her cheeks with your thumbs and spy her wrinkled hole, then holding her hips firmly you squeeze your cock halfway in and listen to her beautiful cry.
<span class="gold">“Please no. It's too much.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Too much what?”</span>
<span class="gold">“Too much length. Too much girth. Too much pain and too much bliss.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Before it was too little, and now it's too much? No, I'm not stopping. Enjoy it or endure it.”</span>
You push the rest of the way in and she lets out an ecstatic sob. Despite her verbal protests, her body arches further forwards to welcome you in. Slowly you continue your thrusts as her fingers claw into the sofa. Agony and ecstasy become one and the same for Aurakul and she shrieks her orgasm in full voice.
Afterwards she collapses forward onto the sofa, panting heavily.
[[Wait for her to recover.->Aura_sex_win]]
<span class="gold">“You are a wonderful man, <<print "$name">>. Had you told me beforehand what you planned to do with me, I would have refused. But you allowed me to experience pleasures I would not have allowed for myself. Your understanding of people is far beyond mine, you are truly special.”</span> She kisses you on the lips. <span class="gold">“Thank you.”</span>
You kiss her in return.
<span class="gold">“Now, is there anything else I can do for you?”</span>
<<set $AuraWin = 1>>
[[“Yes, I need your help.” (removing the psychic shield from your neck.)->Aura_sex_5a]]
[[“No, I better get going.”->Aura_sex_5b]]<<if $AuraStat eq 0>>Aurakul is alert and watching your every move.\
<<elseif $AuraStat eq 1>>Aurakul appears a little preoccupied, thinking about the sensations she has just experienced. However, she is still observing your actions very carefully.\
<<elseif $AuraStat eq 2>>Aurakul is demonstrating a lack of awareness of her surroundings, the chain of events you have put her through has greatly distracted her. She is only marginally aware of your presence.\
<<elseif $AuraStat eq 3>>Aurakul is not paying any attention to you at all. Her thoughts are only directed to her own experience.<</if>> You pull out and shoot white hot cum on to her ass.
Aurakul turns around to you. <span class="gold">“It seems that you have finished earlier than I have.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Well, I don't like losing.”</span>
She frowns. <span class="gold">“Is there anything else I can help your with today?”</span>
[[“Yes, I need your help.” (removing the psychic shield from your neck.)->Aura_sex_5a]]
[[“No, I better get going.”->Aura_sex_5b]]<span class="brown">“The city is in terrible danger.”</span>
<<set $psychic = "have">>
<<display "Aurakul_2">><span class="gold">“You must always chase your destiny. Blessings be upon you, <<print "$name">>.”</span>
Aurakul reclines into the sofa and watches you leave.
<<set $psychic = "have">>\
You remove the psychic shield.
<<set $Aurakul7 = 0>>
[[Enter the hallway.->Tenth]]<<if $MeetWhisp eq 0>>[[“I'll join Whisper's team.”->Meeting_Whisper]]
<</if>>\
<<if $MeetBrain eq 0>>[[“I'll join Brainbox's team.”->Meeting_Brainbox]]
<</if>>\
<<if $MeetHive eq 0>>[[“I'll join Hive's team.”->Meeting_Hive]]
<</if>>\
<<if $MeetAura eq 0>>[[“I'll join Aurakul's team.”->Meeting_Aurakul]]
<</if>>\
<<if $MeetWW eq 0>>[[“I'll join Weather Woman's team.”->Meeting_WW]]
<</if>>\
[[“I choose no-one.”->Meeting_exit]]
<<display "Act2_Reset">><<if $WhispWin eq 0>>\
<span class="lblue">“I'm not sure about this. I don't really know his man, and I'm not comfortable around people I don't know.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“You can't go with Whisper,”</span> says Weather Woman.
<span class="lblue">“Sorry,”</span> Whisper says to you. <span class="lblue">“It's nothing personal.”</span>
<<set $MeetWhisp = 1>>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">>
<<else>>\
<span class="lblue">“Yes,”</span> Whisper says, <span class="lblue">“We were always meant to be together.”</span>
<<set $Choice = "Whisper">>
<<display "Meeting_end">>
<</if>><<if $BrainWin eq 0>>\
<span class="olive">“A side-kick would be wholly unnecessary and dangerous for the both of us. I utilise a lot of unstable technologies in my operations, in the absence of any evidence of you having a high competence with intricate machinery, I could not with moral conscience subject you to such peril.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“I agree,”</span> says Weather Woman. <span class="yellow">“Flashback, choose someone else.”</span>
<<set $MeetBrain = 1>>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">>
<<else>>\
<span class="olive">“As I have stated previously, you are an excellent assistant, Flashback. I would be delighted if you would accompany me.”</span>
<<set $Choice = "Brainbox">>
<<display "Meeting_end">>
<</if>>
<<if $HiveWin eq 0>>\
<span class="purple">“How well do you follow orders, Flashback?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'll do anything you want me to,”</span> you say with a wink.
<span class="purple">“Without any proof of that, I'm not convinced. I'm not baby-sitting him.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Pick again, Flashback,”</span> says Weather Woman.
<<set $MeetHive = 1>>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">>
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">“Very well, I know that I can trust him.”</span>
<<set $Choice = "Hive">>
<<display "Meeting_end">>
<</if>><<if $AuraWin eq 0>>\
<span class="gold">“I think not, <<print "$name">>. I do not doubt that you are a talented man, but I do not see any way in which your skills may complement mine. I am sorry, but our paths shall intertwine no further today.”</span>
<<set $MeetAura = 1>>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">>
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">“Yes <<print "$name">>. You certainly have talents that complement my own. We will achieve very much together.”</span>
<<set $Choice = "Aurakul">>
<<display "Meeting_end">>
<</if>>Weather Woman folds her arms over her breasts.<span class="yellow">“I'm not leaving the building, and I don't want you getting in my way. Choose one of the other women.”</span>
<<set $MeetWW = 1>>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">><span class="yellow">“Let's be honest here, unlike you I'm not getting paid to do this. I think I'll leave it to you professionals to save the day. I'll find my own way out.”</span>
You take the elevator down to the ground floor and leave the building.
[[Head to the strip club.->Meeting_exit_3]]
[[Head home.->Meeting_exit_2]]<<nobr>>
<<set $MeetWhisp = 0>><<set $MeetBrain = 0>><<set $MeetHive = 0>><<set $MeetAura = 0>><<set $MeetWW = 0>>
<<set $sBcham1 = 0>><<set $sBcham2 = 0>><<set $sBcham3 = 0>><<set $sBcham4 = 0>><<set $sBcham5 = 0>><<set $sBcham6 = 0>><<set $sBcham7 = 0>><<set $sBcham8 = 0>><<set $sBcham9 = 0>><<set $sBcham10 = 0>><<set $Shower = 0>> <<set $sWchamsex1 = 0>><<set $sWchamsex2 = 0>><<set $sWchamsex3 = 0>><<set $sWchamsex4 = 0>> <<set $sWcham_accuse1 = 0>><<set $sWcham_accuse2 = 0>><<set $sWcham_accuse4 = 0>><<set $sWcham_accuse6 = 0>> <<set $sWelf3 = 0>><<set $sWelf4 = 0>><<set $sWelf5 = 0>>/*Chameleon shower */
<<set $womens = 0>><<set $mens = 0>><<set $sWmens3 = 0>><<set $sWmens4 = 0>><<set $sWsw = 0>>
<<set $sWiresRed = 0>><<set $sWiresWhite = 0>><<set $sWiresBlue = 0>><<set $sWiresGreen = 0>><<set $sWiresYellow = 0>> <<set $sWiresBlack = 0>><<set $sWires = 0>>
<<set $sumo_1a = 0>><<set $sumo_1b = 0>><<set $sumo_1c = 0>><<set $sumo_1d = 0>><<set $sumo_1e = 0>><<set $sumo_1f = 0>><<set $sumo_1g = 0>><<set $sauna = 0>><<set $tempwin = 0>>
<<set $mud = 0>>
<<set $salon = 0>>
<<set $obsid1 = 0>><<set $obsid2 = 0>><<set $obsid3 = 0>><<set $obsid4 = 0>><<set $obsid5 = 0>><<set $obsid2_1 = 0>><<set $obsid2_2 = 0>><<set $solarium = 0>>
<<set $sounds1 = 0>><<set $sounds2 = 0>>
<<set $mass_sex1 = 0>><<set $mass_sex2 = 0>><<set $mass_sex3 = 0>><<set $mass_sex4 = 0>><<set $mass_sex5 = 0>><<set $mass_sex6 = 0>><<set $mass_sex7 = 0>>
<<set $mass_secret = 0>><<set $mass_talk = 0>><<set $mass_hf = 0>><<set $massage = 0>>
<<set $lounge = 0>><<set $buttons1 = 0>><<set $buttons2 = 0>><<set $buttons3 = 0>><<set $buttons4 = 0>>
<<set $pet1 = 0>><<set $pet2 = 0>><<set $pet3 = 0>><<set $pet4 = 0>><<set $pet5 = 0>><<set $pet6 = 0>><<set $petwin = 0>><<set $petcount = 0>>
<<set $bunkertry = 0>><<set $bunkercode = 999>>
<</nobr>>You enter your apartment. Geez it feels like it's been a long day. You settle on the couch to wind down wait and see if the world will end. The girls will probably succeed in their mission, though. When do the good guys ever lose?
It's still a couple of hours before zero-hour, you might as well watch a movie. Cable television is offering you a choice between //Groundhog Day// and //Edge of Tomorrow//. You're not really in the mood for either and choose the twenty-four hour news instead.
The network breaks from its scheduled piece, //''Blue Elf'': Super-Villain at Large//, to show live footage of strange lights in the sky. Strange orange lights over Pinnacle City. The strange orange lights are now in your living room.
Fuck this.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>You spend many hours at Wiggles Night Club, drinking beer and enjoying dances. Time flies by without any concern from you.
<<display "Intro_2">><span class="yellow">“That's settled then. Now I'll give you your orders.”</span> For the first time, Weather Woman is truly in control. The heroes are alert and keen to obey any commands given.
<<if $Choice neq "Aurakul">>\
<span class="yellow">“Aurakul. Are you sensing anything relating to the source of the disaster?”</span>
<span class="gold">“It feels close, but I cannot pinpoint it.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Wander the streets then. Scan the minds of passers by and follow your hunches.”</span>
<span class="gold">“As you wish.”</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $Choice neq "Brainbox">>\
<span class="yellow">“Brainbox. Do you have any way to screen social media and other communications for relevant info?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Not yet, but allow me thirty minutes and I might have a different answer for you.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Make it happen.”</span>
Brainbox gives Weather Woman a thumbs up.
<</if>>\
<<if $Choice neq "Whisper">>\
<span class="yellow">“Whisper. Sneak into the underground gambling dens. Eavesdrop and call me if you discover anything interesting.”</span>
Whisper's head makes a movement that's something between nodding in agreement and shaking with fear.
<</if>>\
<<if $Choice neq "Hive">>\
<span class="yellow">“Hive. Pay a visit to Mistress Mayhem. I have a feeling that she might know something about this. Extract information from her by any means necessary.”</span>
Hive nods and cracks her knuckles.
<</if>>\
<span class="yellow">“<<print "$Choice">>, you and Flashback head to the Rapture Day Spa. Any questions?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Yeah. A day spa? How is getting a facial and manicure going to save the city?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Rapture is a known hotbed of super villains. Low-life male criminals like to socialise in strip clubs and boxing gyms, female super-villains prefer to have a massage and makeover while they plot. It's a dangerous place you're going to. Look after him, <<print "$Choice">>. I will stay here and coordinate the team and make contact with our allies and informants. We've only got one chance at this team, let's do this right.”</span>
Only one chance? Has she understood a single thing you have been saying?
<<if $Choice eq "Whisper">>[[Go with Whisper.->sWhisper1]]
<<elseif $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Go with Hive.->sHive1]]
<<elseif $Choice eq "Brainbox">>[[Go with Brainbox.->sBrainbox1]]
<<elseif $Choice eq "Aurakul">>[[Go with Aurakul.->sAurakul1]]<</if>>
-----
<<if $WhispWin eq 1>><span class="lblue">Whisper's password: spectral</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $HiveWin eq 1>><span class="purple">Hive's password: zanshin</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $BrainWin eq 1>><span class="olive">Brainbox's password: cerebrum</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $AuraWin eq 1>><span class="gold">Aurakul's password: telepathic</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $ChamWin eq 1>><span class="green">Chameleon's password: lingual</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $KylieWin eq 1>><span class="blue">Kylie's password: bonza</span>
<</if>>\<<nobr>>
<<if $password eq "spectral">><<set $WhispWin = 1>><<set $Act2 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $password eq "zanshin">><<set $HiveWin = 1>><<set $Act2 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $password eq "cerebrum">><<set $BrainWin = 1>><<set $Act2 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $password eq "telepathic">><<set $AuraWin = 1>><<set $Act2 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $password eq "lingual">><<set $ChamWin = 1>><<set $Act2 = 1>><</if>>
<<if $password eq "bonza">><<set $KylieWin = 1>><<set $Act2 = 1>><</if>>
<</nobr>>\
Enter a password: <<textbox "$password" "" "Passwords">>
<<if $WhispWin eq 1>>Whisper's password accepted.
<</if>>\
<<if $HiveWin eq 1>>Hive's password accepted.
<</if>>\
<<if $BrainWin eq 1>>Brainbox's password accepted.
<</if>>\
<<if $AuraWin eq 1>>Aurakul's password accepted.
<</if>>\
<<if $ChamWin eq 1>>Chameleon's password accepted.
<</if>>\
<<if $KylieWin eq 1>>Kylie's password accepted.
<</if>>\
[[Return to the foyer->Foyer]]
<<if $Act2 eq 1>>[[Skip to the meeting of Stacked Justice.->Meeting]]<</if>> [[Open the envelope.->Penthouse_2]]
[[Knock on the door to the right.->Penthouse_3]]
[[Knock on the door to the left.->Penthouse_4]]
<<if $WW_apart eq 1>>[[Enter Weather Woman's apartment.->Penthouse_5]]
<</if>>\
[[Enter the elevator.->Elev_G]]You read the note inside.
//Misty,
I promised you your privacy on the condition that you give me no need to come into your room.
Last night you were making such a ruckus that Asa and Stephanie could hear you from however many floors below.
I tried my best to ignore it, but there is only so much I will bear before I feel that I must step in.
I love you, Misty, but please be more respectful to your family and neighbours.
Your Mother.//
<<display "Penthouse_1">><span class="orange">"Fuck off,"</span> is the response.
<span class="brown">"Hi, my name's <<print "$name">>. Can I talk to you for a moment?"</span>
<span class="orange">"I said fuck off!"</span>
<<display "Penthouse_1">>You wrap your knuckles on the door and it opens ajar. It wasn't locked, it wasn't even closed.
You call inside. <span class="brown">"Is anybody in there?"</span>
There is no response.
<<set $WW_apart = 1>>
<<display "Penthouse_1>>
Weather Woman is in the lobby, and you know for certain that she is not going to move from that post for the rest of the day.
Her apartment is enormous, it occupies half a floor of the inner city building. The view of Pinnacle City from the lounge room is amazing, you can see all the way to the snow-capped mountains in the west. Weather Woman's home is adorned with leather furniture and oil paintings of landscapes, each depicting a dramatic weather event.
A computer and papers sit on top of an antique desk.
<<display "Pent_explore">>[[Look at the papers.->Pent_papers]]
[[Look in the desk drawer.->Pent_drawer]]
[[Turn on the computer.->Pent_Computer]]
[[Leave the apartment.->Penthouse_1]]Many of the papers appear to be invoices and bills boldly stamped 'Payment Overdue'. They are made out to Sunny Knight c/o Stacked Tower Inc.
<<display "Pent_explore">>You open the desk drawer. Buried amongst old receipts and Christmas cards you find a letter.
//Dear Fearless and Infallible Leader,
I'm done with it all.
I'm done with your orders. I'm done with your arrogance. I'm done with your lies and ineptitude and taking the blame for the actions of your delinquent daughter.
I resign.
You drove so many good people out of this team after we lost Vector, but I stayed. I hoped to carry on the fight, but I did not expect that fight would be against you.
Congratulations, you are now the last of our generation left in Stacked Justice.
You will not see me again under friendly terms.
Goodbye and Fuck You.
HT//
<<display "Pent_explore">>The computer boots. It is asking for a password.
<span class="brown">''Enter your password:''</span> <<textbox "$WWPass" "" "Pent_Computer_2">>
[[Leave the computer.->Pent_explore]]<<if $WWPass eq "DoIt4Misty">>\
As you hit enter you notice that the password is tacked to the monitor with a sticky note.
The desktop wallpaper is a photograph of a smiling Sunny in civilian clothes hugging a girl of about twelve years of age, their cheeks pressed against each other. They look so much alike. Judging by Sunny's outdated hairstyle, this photograph must have been taken at least five years ago.
You open her emails. A number of them catch you attention.
<<display "Pent_emails">>
<<else>>\
{{{"Incorrect Password."}}}
A new option has appeared on the screen: {{{Forgotten your password? Request hint.}}}
<span class="brown">''Enter your password:''</span> <<textbox "$WWPass" "" "Pent_Computer_2">>
[[Request hint.->Pent_Computer_3]]
[[Leave the computer.->Pent_explore]]
<</if>><<if $Reminder eq "Day">>\
{{{"Your password is 'DoIt4Misty'."}}}
<<else>>\
<<if $ReminderTry eq 1>>{{{"Incorrect answer. Try again.}}}
<</if>>\
{{{"What is your mother's maiden name?"}}}
<span class="brown">''Enter an answer:''</span><<textbox "$Reminder" "" "Pent_Computer_3">>\
<<set $ReminderTry = 1>>
<</if>>\
[[Return to the previous screen.->Pent_Computer]][[Read email from Headmistress Victoria.->Email_2]]
[[Read email from Mayor Clemens.->Email_1]]
[[Leave the computer->Pent_explore]]{{{Dear Ms. Knight,}}}
{{{I regret to inform you that of the writing of this letter your daughter, Miss Misty Knight, is expelled from our prestigious school.}}}
{{{Contrary to your protestations that Misty's transgressions being an unavoidable consequence of her difficulty in controlling her emerging super-powers, I believe that it is evident that her repeated acts of vandalism to school property have been planned and wilful.}}}
{{{Furthermore, her oft-repeated indecent behaviour has no place in our school. I have strong concerns regarding her corruptive influence on other students.}}}
{{{I cannot help but lament the fact that this action may have been avoidable, if only Misty and yourself had elected to take responsibility for her actions.}}}
{{{You and your daughter are no longer welcome on school grounds, any attempt to enter the campus will be considered an act of trespass.}}}
{{{I wish the both of you the best for the future.}}}
{{{Best Regards,}}}
{{{Mrs. Eleanor Victoria}}}
{{{Headmistress}}}
{{{The Lady Godiva Boarding School for Young Women}}}
<<display "Pent_emails">>{{{Dear Weather Woman,}}}
{{{As previously discussed, the Government of Pinnacle City is deeply concerned about the current status and direction of Stacked Justice.}}}
{{{Over the past few years the roster of your team has shrunk considerably, so much so that I have been considering whether any further public funding for Stacked Tower is warranted.}}}
{{{Super-villain-related crime has increased considerably over the period of your leadership, and with the lack of truly powerful heroes in the present line-up of Stacked Justice it seems doubtful that your team will be able to protect the city from the stronger villains of the world.}}}
{{{This is my final request for you to improve your leadership and management of this city's beloved super-hero team. I require much more than what you are giving me, Weather Woman.}}}
{{{Yours Sincerely,}}}
{{{Thomas Clemens}}}
{{{Mayor of Pinnacle City}}}
<<set $WW_secret = 1>>
<<display "Pent_emails">>Weather Woman is startled by your question, but quickly puts on her poker face. Folding her arms she says, <span class="yellow">“Whatever are you talking about?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Well you guys are massively in debt and the mayor is considering withdrawing your funding.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Who told you about that?”</span> she hisses at you, quietly enough to avoid the ears of any eavesdroppers.
[[“I sneaked into your room and hacked into your computer.”->WW_apart_2a]]
[[“Let's just say that I have ways of finding things out.”->WW_apart_2b]]A whirlwind lifts you from your feet and takes you to the ceiling, it then disappears and drops you to the floor. You're hurting all over, several bones are probably broken.
<span class="yellow">“Get out of here, you bastard.”</span> She is fuming. <span class="yellow">“Get out of here and say nothing of what you think you know. Remember, you have just confessed to a criminal act, and I have licence to deal with criminals in very brutal ways.”</span>
You raise your hand up in surrender and timidly edge out of the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]<span class="yellow">“What ways?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Friends in high places. That kind of a deal.”</span>
Weather Woman looks from side to side, checking if anyone is spying on your conversation. <span class="yellow">“Come with me,”</span> she says with an icy glare.
Weather Woman leads you into the elevator. Whenever you begin to speak she puts a finger over her lips and shushes you. It is not until you are both inside her apartment with the door closed that she talks.
<span class="yellow">“It's just you and me now. What do you have to say?”</span>
[[“Stacked Tower's finances are in a mess. How are you going to get the team through this?”->WW_apart_3a]]
[[“You're responsible for running Stacked Justice's finances into the ground.”->WW_apart_3b]]
[[“I've heard that Stacked Justice isn't doing too well financially. Is that true?”->WW_apart_3c]]Without Stacked Justice's help there is no chance of saving the city.
Any further actions you do today will just be erased from history.
You can think of nothing better to do than sit on a park bench and wait for death to come.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span><span class="yellow">“I will not lie, this will be a challenge. But for the sake of Pinnacle City I will not fail.”</span>
Weather Woman's voice trembles, but she tries her best to put on a brave face. Through her hard shell you can see vulnerability.
<<set $WW_vul = 1>>
<<display "WW_apart_4>>Weather Woman's hands crackle with lightning.
<span class="yellow">“How presumptuous of you,”</span> she says, not trying to hide her anger. <span class="yellow">“You know nothing of how to run an organisation like this, and you have no standing to lecture me on financial management.”</span>
<<display "WW_apart_4>><span class="yellow">“There are inevitable challenges in running a not-for-profit organisation.”</span>
Having evaded answering your question, Weather Woman sends you an intimidating stare.
<<display "WW_apart_4>>[[“I've spoken with your team, they have no respect for you as a leader.”->WW_apart_5a]]
[[“Do you find being the leader of Stacked Justice difficult?”->WW_apart_5b]]
[[“How does it feel when your team doesn't give you the respect that you deserve?”->WW_apart_5c]]Weather Woman folds her arms and glares at you. <span class="yellow">“They respect me. They don't always agree with my decisions, but they respect me.”</span>
<<display "WW_apart_6">><span class="yellow">“It is a job full of challenges. There is no denying that most people couldn't do it.”</span>
She is condescending in her tone.
<<display "WW_apart_6">>Weather Woman's shoulders slump and the corner of her mouth twitches.
<span class="yellow">“I have given so much of myself to this team. I know that I am not a perfect leader like my mother was, but my failures have not been from lack of effort.”</span>
She sniffles, then closes her eyes and takes a long, deep breath to compose herself.
<<set $WW_vul = $WW_vul + 1>>
<<display "WW_apart_6">>[[“You've been allowing your daughter to get into all sorts of trouble. What kind of mother are you?”->WW_apart_7a]]
[[“I know your daughter has been getting into trouble lately. What is your relationship with her like?”->WW_apart_7b]]
[[“You have a daughter, don't you? What has she been getting up to these days?”->WW_apart_7c]]<span class="yellow">“How dare you bring my daughter into this!”</span> Weather Woman swings her palm into your face. It only stings a little, she could have done some real damage if she wanted to. <span class="yellow">“Get out of this building right now.”</span>
You follow her instructions and leave.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]Weather Woman sighs. <span class="yellow">“Misty is a teenager and teenagers often have issues, but I love her more than anything else in the world. She's gone through a lot in her short life. In the past she has been accused of offences that I know in my heart she is completely innocent of. She's eighteen now, an adult, and I hope all that is behind her.”</span>
She stares glossy-eyed into space.
<<set $WW_vul = $WW_vul + 1>>
<<display "WW_apart_8">><span class="yellow">“My daughter's activities are only the business of her and myself.”</span>
Weather Woman folds her arms and makes a point to appear powerful and intimidating.
<<display "WW_apart_8">><<if $WW_vul eq 3>>\
Weather Woman cups her mouth with her hand. She tilts her head forward and hides the rest of her face under her golden fringe. She is crying, and is ashamed for doing so.
[[Chastise her.->WW_apart_9a]]
[[Console her.->WW_apart_9b]]
<<else>>\
<span class="yellow">“Is there anything else you want to ask? It doesn't matter anyway, I'm kicking you out.”</span>
Weather Woman sees you down the elevator and to the sidewalk.
<span class="yellow">“You better watch yourself in the future, because if I see you again I'm going to treat you the same way I would Blue Elf or Hoarfrost.”</span>
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]
<</if>>
<span class="brown">“Pull yourself together, woman. You're a leader of super-heroes. You're supposed to be brave.”</span>
She can hold it back no longer. Weather Woman falls back onto an armchair, bawling.
<span class="brown">“What if your enemies knew that this is what you were made of, that whenever things got tough you started crying?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Get out. Get out of my apartment and get out of this building. I'll call on Hive to throw you out if you don't.”</span>
You have broken her, and she will probably never forgive you for it. You leave Weather Woman alone to weep and leave the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]Without saying a word you wrap your arms around Sunny and hold her tight. She hugs you in return and cries into your shoulder, letting all of her repressed emotions out.
<span class="brown">“All the tasks that you have taken on are too great for one person to handle alone, no matter how great and powerful she is.”</span>
Weather Woman then lifts her face from your shoulder and kisses you on the lips. She takes advantage of your surprise and reaches her tongue deep into your gaping mouth. She delivers large, wet kisses all around your lips. You are not kissing her in return, you're not sure how you should respond to this.
The inappropriateness of her actions hit her. <span class="yellow">“Oh no, what am I doing?”</span> Her face twitches with anxiety.
[[“You don't need to stop. Forget about what everyone else expects of you for once and just do what you want.”->WW_apart_10b]]
[[“We can stop right here. There is no need for anyone else to know what just happened.”->WW_apart_10a]]
A thankful glow washes over her face and she smiles at you through watery eyes. She curls a hand behind your head and pulls herself into your lips again.
As you kiss she grasps the collar of your jacket and peels it from your shoulders. You allow her to ease the sleeves from your arms and drop the jacket to the floor.
<span class="yellow">“You're right. I'm tired of trying to be the hero that everyone wants me to be. Right now I'm just going be someone who I can be a success at.”</span>
<span class="brown">“And who's that?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“A fucking good lay.”</span>
She grabs the front of your shirt and rips it open, then strokes your naked chest.
<span class="yellow">“Barely any hair there at all. How old are you? No, don't tell me, it'll only make me feel ancient.”</span>
You kiss her again and she unzips your pants. You reach your hands beneath her cape and they roam her muscular back and ass.
She peels your underwear from your erect cock and drops it to your ankles along with your trousers. You step out of them. She's fully clothed and leering at your naked body.
<span class="brown">“I think we both need to be naked for this to work.” </span>
She turns her back to you and stretches and snaps her synthetic clothing, everything hidden behind her yellow cape. She discards her uniform on a chair and turns around, wrapped in her cloth. She nervously unveils her battle-scarred body.
Her breasts are large but show their age, hanging much lower than where they sat when she was clothed. Her golden pubic hair is trimmed with sharp angles into the shape of a lightning bolt that strikes her open, pink pussy. Her body has a feminine musculature and she is as fit as a forty four year old could possibly be. She drops her cape to the carpet and awaits your reaction.
[[“Aged to perfection.”->WW_apart_11a]]
[[“You're an absolute goddess.”->WW_apart_11b]]
[[“I don't think I've ever fucked a chick as old as you.”->WW_apart_11a]]
<span class="yellow">“Yes, we should, and no, there isn't. You should leave now, and please don't come back.”</span>
You don't want to leave her, but when Weather Woman says something she never takes it back. You reluctantly exit the room and the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]<span class="yellow">“You fucking prick.”</span> She wraps her cloak around her. Tears well up in her eyes again and her lips quiver. <span class="yellow">“This was a mistake. Please leave and don't come back.”</span>
She runs to her bedroom and slams the door. It seems that she is a little sensitive about her age. You leave the room and the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]Sunny smiles with deep appreciation.
<span class="yellow">“It's been so many years since I've been complimented so genuinely. Thank you.”</span>
She lays her cape across the seat of the leather sofa and you both sit down on top of the silk cloth.
<<display "WW_sex">><<if $WW_tits eq 0>>[[Feel her tits.->WW_tits_1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $WW_suck eq 0>>[[Invite her to suck your cock.->WW_suck_1]]
<</if>>\
[[Fuck her.->WW_fuck]]The soft large masses pool in your hands, you knead them like dough.
<span class="yellow">“They're not what they used to be. I've been thinking about getting them worked on, bringing them back to their old perky selves.”</span>
<<set $WW_tits = 1>>
[[“Whatever you want to do, go for it.”->WW_tits_2b]]
[[“Don't you dare.”->WW_tits_2a]]
You recline on the sofa, your erect cock points to Sunny's face. Your hand combs through her hair and encourages her head downward. She gladly takes your cock in her mouth, swishing it round from cheek to cheek.
The tongue against your cock turns frigid and a dense fog escapes her lips, then a moment later her mouth is warm and humid. The changing sensations are unpredictable and exhilarating. She continues to fluctuate the climate from chilly to sultry and back again and looks into your eyes to spy your reaction. It is one of scintillating ecstasy, precisely what she was hoping for.
Her hand cups beneath your balls and conjures a cool breeze underneath them, titillating each hair of your scrotum and groin. Edging on ejaculation, you stop her.
<span class="yellow">“So, was that the best blow job you've ever had?”</span>
<<set $WW_suck = 1>>
[[“My cock has never been happier.”->WW_suck_2a]]
[[“Yeah, it was even better than Hive's.”->WW_suck_2b]]<<if $WW_tits eq 0 or $WW_suck eq 0>>\
<span class="yellow">“Wow, you're eager. How about a bit of foreplay first?”</span>
<<display "WW_sex">>
<<else>>\
<<if $WWlove < 2>>\
<span class="yellow">“Actually, I'm not really in the mood to go any further. I'm sorry if I misled you. You should probably get dressed and leave.”</span>
You know that //probably// should be interpreted as //must//. You put on your clothes and leave the room and the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]
<<else>>\
Sunny sinks her back down into the sofa, her soft breasts puddle flat and to her sides. She opens her legs and her furry pubic lightning bolt points you to the target.
As you squeeze your cock into her she says, <span class="yellow">“That's what I've been missing. That's what makes everything better.”</span>
You keep one foot on the ground as you grind her. She's gratifyingly absorbing the pleasure and grinding with you.
As you gaze at the living legend before you, you can't believe fate brought you to this moment. You are fucking Weather Woman, a hero among heroes. You realise that you have been fantasising about this since you sprouted your first pubes.
[[Hold back.->WW_fuck_2a]]
[[Cum on her face and make the dream become reality.->WW_fuck_2b]]
<</if>><</if>><span class="brown">“It's your body, you deserve to feel proud of it.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Yeah, but I'm sure that if I go through with it it'll just be more ammunition for all the haters who call me a fake.”</span>
[[Suck on her nipples.->WW_tits_3a]]
[[Kiss between her breasts.->WW_tits_3b]]<span class="brown">“Natural flesh always looks and feels better than silicone.”</span>
Enamoured by your response she says, <span class="yellow">“If that's the way you feel, you should get a closer look.”</span>
<<set $WWlove = $WWlove +1>>
[[Suck on her nipples.->WW_tits_3a]]
[[Kiss between her breasts.->WW_tits_3b]]You suckle on her teat, still massaging both breasts.
<span class="yellow">“No, no, no. I'm not liking this. It's bringing back memories of Misty as a baby, and that reminds me of the troubles I'm having with her right now. Please stop.”</span>
<<display "WW_sex">>You kiss the soft skin of the insides of her breasts and then her sternum. She squeezes her boobs together and squashes your head in warm, pillowy comfort.
She looks down at you joyfully and giggles like a child.
<<set $WWlove = $WWlove + 1>>
<<display "WW_sex">><span class="yellow">“Great to hear. Maybe we can beat that achievement before the day's out.”</span>
She lightly tickles the underside of your dick with her finger.
<<set $WWlove = $WWlove + 1>>
<<display "WW_sex">>Seeing Weather Woman's reaction, you wish you could grab back those words and swallow them.
<span class="yellow">“Fuck you, <<print "$name">>. I knew all along you were just a cape fetishist. How many other women here have you bedded?”</span>
It's probably best not to answer that. Weather Woman grunts and leaves for her bedroom. <span class="yellow">“Don't be here when I get back.”</span>
Unsatisfied, you get dressed and leave the room and the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]You bring your thoughts back to pleasing Sunny. Just because the proceedings are sparking memories of your teenage years, it's no excuse to shoot off early like an adolescent.
Her crotch jerks into yours. You're on top, but it still feels like she's the one doing all the work; her core strength is phenomenal. You're both sweating. Is that from the workout or has Weather Woman increased the temperature in here?
<span class="brown">“You weren't lying. You really are great at fucking.”</span>
The compliment turns her dial up a notch. Her mouth is agape and launching spittle with each quickened breath. You recognise those signs, you've seen them enough times today, she's about to cum.
[[Hold back a little longer.->WW_fuck_3a]]
[[Cum inside her.->WW_fuck_3b]]You pull out and move a step closer to her beautiful face, then with simultaneous stroking and aiming you shower her beautiful face with thick, sticky spurts of cum.
<span class="pink">“But why, <<print "$name">>?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“What the fuck was that for?”</span> She has one eye scrunched shut to seal out the white goo. She wipes her face with her cape. <span class="yellow">“We had something going there, and you had to fuck it up. I'm going to clean up, you better not be here when I return.”</span>
You head outside the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]To distract yourself you cast your mind back to all the heartbreaking imagery you have witnessed on this long day; dead bodies, blood on the street, beautiful women refusing to sleep with you. It works, distant from any thoughts of pleasure you mechanically pump away at Weather Woman's pussy as she convulses in orgasm. A wind lifts her from the couch and blows wildly through her hair. Thunder cracks and echoes all around you.
<span class="yellow">“That was positively wonderful,”</span> she says after she sinks back into the cushions.
<span class="brown">“Yes, it was.”</span>
She inspects her pussy with her fingers and looks around at the sofa and your cock.
<span class="yellow">“<<print "$name">>, did you even cum?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Ah, no. I wanted to make sure you did.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Why would you do that? I've never met a guy who refused to cum.”</span> She looks bemused. <span class="yellow">“I know why. You couldn't cum because you don't find me attractive.”</span>
<span class="brown">“No, that's not it at all.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“All my wrinkles and my saggy tits disgust you, don't they? I was just a pity fuck.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Absolutely not.”</span>
She blows her nose loudly into her cape and cries. <span class="yellow">“Go away, <<print "$name">>. See yourself out.”</span>
She runs to the bathroom and childishly slams the door.
You head outside the building.
[[Figure out what to do.->WW_fail]]Your balls tighten and shoot their load as orgasmic pleasure also envelops Weather Woman. Lightning cracks between her teeth and accents her orgasmic moan. For Sunny's benefit you keep thrusting after your spurts have stopped and every touch to your hyper-sensitised cock burns like fire.
You pull out and sprawl yourself on Weather Woman, your head resting on her chest. She places her hands on your head and shoulder and kisses you gently on the crown.
<span class="yellow">“Every problem in the world can be solved with a nice, big cock. I must always remember that when things become overwhelming.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Make sure you tell your enemies as well, it will save you a lot of fighting.”</span>
Weather Woman laughs and her body's shakes reverberate through you.
You start to get up.
<span class="yellow">“No,”</span> she softly says. <span class="yellow">“Please stay like this, I need you.”</span>
[[Stay.->WW_fuck_4]]You rest with her and ignore the passing of time. If the world were not about to end this could be the beginning of a wonderful relationship.
The inevitable happens and ribbons of orange light dance through the room.
<span class="brown">“This is when we say goodbye,”</span> you say to Sunny. <span class="brown">“I've failed again.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“What do you mean?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I never found out which villain is responsible, but these lights are going to turn to bombs, and that will be the end of us.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Don't be silly. My misbehaving daughter is responsible for these lights. I keep telling her to keep her powers contained to her own room, but teenagers. They never do what you ask of them.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What?!”</span> You push yourself up to see her face. <span class="brown">“You mean it was your daughter all along? And she's right here in this building? She's about to destroy the city!”</span>
Weather Woman strikes you with a bolt of lightning. <span class="yellow">“How dare you accuse Misty of such things. She would never--”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm not saying that she is doing it deliberately, but we have to stop her right n-”</span>
The room tears apart in orange flames.
<span class="pink">“You've figured it out, Flashback. Now save us all, I know you can.”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|WW_death]]//</span>Time reverses, but not for very long.
<span class="dbrown">[[Continue.->WW_finale]]</span>
<span class="yellow">“A fucking good l--”</span>
<span class="brown">“Stop right there, Weather Woman, we've got a planet to save.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“But we were about to--”</span>
<span class="brown">“There's no time. Listen carefully and don't interrupt. I've told you that I have the ability to time-travel, I know you don't believe it, but it's true. Vector inhabits my body for some reason – yes, she's alive, in a sense, but that's not the issue we have to deal with right now. Your daughter is about to destroy Pinnacle City with her powers – don't zap me with a lightning bolt again, just listen. She may not mean to do it, but it's going to happen, and we have to stop her. Right. Now.”</span>
Weather Woman's mouth is open, her jaw twitching, searching for words. <span class="yellow">“I don't believe that for a moment. My daughter is a good and responsible person. Anyway, her powers aren't destructive.”</span>
You shake your head. <span class="brown">“Is there no getting through to you? I'm talking about saving the lives of millions of innocent people. This is why you get paid to be a super-hero!”</span>
Weather Woman folds her arms and stares you down with fiery eyes.
<span class="brown">“Well I'm going over to her place, with or without your help.” </span>
You storm out of the room and towards Misty's apartment, Weather Woman follows.
<span class="yellow">“You are not going to speak to my daughter without me there. You'll see what she's really like, and then I'll expect an apology.”</span>
Loudly, you thump on Misty's door. You listen carefully for a response. With your ear to the door you hear distant and muffled groans, Weather Woman hears them too.
<span class="yellow">“Is Misty in pain? Stand aside.” </span>
Weather Woman turns the knob but the door is locked. Thunder booms from her palm and the door splinters into a thousand pieces.
[[Enter the room.->WW_Finale_2]]Almost everything in the room is broken. Someone has really trashed this place.
You follow the orange waves against the tide. They lead you to the bedroom.
A blonde-haired girl is on the bed. The blankets have been kicked to the floor. She is the spitting image of Weather Woman in her younger days. She is wearing only an over-sized t-shirt and is furiously rubbing her pussy, oblivious to your presence. A vibrator lies to her side.
For a moment you experience an emotion you had not felt since you were fifteen. Your heart and brain melt and your teenage crush for Weather Woman is revived and captured by this girl. Your rational adult mind re-emerges and you snap out of it.
<span class="brown">“This is your daughter?”</span> you whisper to Weather Woman. <span class="brown">“Her powers will kill us all.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Nonsense,”</span> she whispers back to you. <span class="yellow">“She is just experiencing some growing pains. All us gifted people go through it when we first gain our powers. She's been like this for a couple of weeks, but she'll learn to control herself soon enough.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You mean you have seen this before? This is exactly how I described the phenomenon to you. How could you not make the connection?” </span>
<span class="yellow">“You told me that someone was going to attack the city. Misty would never do a thing like that. I would appreciate it if you refrain from falsely accusing my daughter any further, although she really should learn to control herself when she has company.”</span> Sunny turns to her daughter. <span class="yellow">“Misty. Make yourself decent.”</span>
Misty looks up and seeing the pair of you for the first time, screams. <span class="orange">“Eeek! What the fuck are you doing in my room?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Language, please. This is <<print "$name">>. We're just a little concerned about you. Are you feeling okay?”</span>
<span class="orange">“No I'm not! My pussy's on fucking fire!”</span>
Weather Woman says to you, <span class="yellow">“She's in a bit of a mood today, I think we should let her be.”</span>
[[Give Weather Woman a reality check.->WW_Finale_3]]<span class="brown">“Sunny, break out of this fantasy. The city only has about an hour left to live and Misty is responsible for that. These orange waves are going to explode and annihilate us.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“I told you not to accuse my--”</span>
You grab Weather Woman by the shoulders and start shaking, an incredibly dangerous thing to do to someone so powerful. <span class="brown">“I'm not saying that she means to do it, but she will do it. She's going to die too, Sunny. We have to save her. We have to be heroes and save everyone.”</span>
A tear rolls down her cheek. You have finally broken through to her. <span class="yellow">“Then what... what do we do?”</span>
Was it presumptuous of you to expect the leader of a super-hero team to know the answer to that? <span class="brown">“I'm not sure. How about you bring the rest of the team up here and I'll talk to Misty.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Okay. I'll do that.”</span>
Weather Woman leaves the room.
[[Talk to Misty.->WW_Finale_4]]<span class="brown">“Misty, my name's <<print "$name">>. This might sound strange, but I'm from the future. If you don't get your powers under control you're going to blow up the city.”</span>
<span class="orange">“Don't you think I know that? I'm doing everything I can.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay. Okay. Is there anything I can do to help?”</span>
<span class="orange">“Yeah. Fuck me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What?”</span>
<span class="orange">“My powers get out of control. They overwhelm me. The only way I know to repress them is to cum, but Mom keeps me locked away here and I can't get any sex. You're the first guy I've seen in weeks. You've got to help me. So take your pants off and stick your cock in!”</span>
She spreads her legs wide and rubs herself harder. The lights flowing through the room appear to dim a little.
<span class="brown">“I'm not sure that's a good idea.”</span>
<span class="pink">“Do it, <<print "$name">>. We're very close to ending this,”</span> says Vector. Her ghost has suddenly gotten better at talking to you, you can hear her and you're not in the process of dying or cumming. At least, not yet.
You grab the vibrator.
<span class="orange">“That's no use. The batteries went flat an hour ago. I need your cock.”</span>
[[Masturbate Misty.->WW_Finale_5]]You stick your fingers into Misty's pussy, it is already seeping with her juices. She takes her hands away and starts caressing her breasts while you explore and stimulate her.
You hear a thunderous roar. <span class="yellow">“Get the fuck off my daughter!”</span> Weather Woman is in the doorway with Hive, Aurakul, Brainbox and Whisper in tow, watching you madly fingering her teenage daughter.
<span class="orange">“Shut up Mom. <<print "$name">> is the only one here who cares enough to help me.”</span>
<span class="purple">“I'm very confused,”</span> says Hive. <span class="purple">“What is the emergency and what exactly is happening here?”</span>
[[“There's too much to explain in the short time we have. Aurakul, are you able to take my memories and give them to everyone in the room?”->WW_Finale_6]]<span class="gold">“I indeed can.” </span>
You feel fingers massage the inside of your brain and wring out your memories. Your thoughts slam into the minds of the women in the room who are all left dazed as they assimilate your memories with their own and try to figure out what it all means. One by one they pull out of their stupor, each appearing several days wiser.
<span class="lblue">“Oh my. You had sex with me, and then with all my team mates?”</span> says Whisper.
<span class="brown">“You didn't need to share that, Aurakul.”</span>
<span class="gold">“You were not specific, <<print "$name">>, my darling. You are quite the philanderer, you have much to answer for.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Maybe some other day. Right now we have a bigger problem.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Yeah, I can see that,”</span> says Hive. <span class="purple">“Little Misty needs to climax or we're all going to die. Give the orders Flashback, what should we do?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Hang on a minute, I'm the leader of this team and that is my daughter. The only person you should be listening to is me.”</span>
<span class="olive">“With all due respect to your appointed position, Flashback here is evidently the expert in the sexual satisfaction of the super-powered. We will have the greatest probability of success if we relinquish authority to him. Also, Misty is //your// daughter, and due to that fact you are emotionally compromised.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“So, it's another mutiny?”</span>
The team coyly nods.
<<display "end_1">><<nobr>>
<<set $end_aurakul1 = 0>>
<<set $end_brainbox1 = 0>>
<<set $end_whisper2 = 0>>
<<set $end_hive2 = 0>>
<<set $end_BB = 0>>
<<set $end_hand = 1>>
<</nobr>><<display "end_param">>\
<span class="yellow">“Fine then,”</span> Weather Woman says, raising her arms in the air. <span class="yellow">“Tell us what to do, Flashback.”</span>
[[“All I have to do is make Misty climax. I think I can handle that on my own.”->end_fail1]]
[[“Our mission is to make Misty climax. I'm going to need everyone's help to achieve this.”->end_2]] You unzip your pants, unleash your cock, and to the joy, amazement, horror, envy and disgust of various spectators, slide it into Misty's pussy.
<span class="orange">“Fuck me... hard, <<print "$name">>,”</span> Misty tells you. <span class="orange">“For us.. for everyone... fuck me.”</span> She is now struggling to articulate as her orgasmic powers surge through her.
You thrust with strength and purpose. Your cock is a sledgehammer. Your cock is a battering ram. You're copulating with more effort and focus than you ever had before.
<span class="brown">“Is this working for you?”</span> you ask pleadingly.
<span class="orange">“Not enough... need more.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I don't think I have any more to give.”</span>
The room fills with orange spheres. You take it up another notch, a notch that you didn't know existed, but it's no use. You cannot delay the inevitable doom.
<span class="pink">“I don't think one man alone cannot satisfy this girl.”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span><span class="brown">“I might ask you to do something that makes you uncomfortable, but we all need to pull together to save Misty.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“What do you expect me to do to my own daughter?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Whatever is required of you.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Well there's some things I just won't do.”</span>
<span class="brown">“There's no more time for arguing, we have to get on with it.”</span>
Taking the role of leader makes you feel uneasy, but you have no other choice.
<<display "end_diag">>Vector only takes you back a few minutes. If you can't make Misty cum, you might be having sex with her for eternity!
<span class="dbrown">[[Try again.->end_1]]</span><<if $end_aurakul1 eq 0>>[[“Hive, every bit of skin you can see, that's your job.”->end_hive1]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_aurakul1 eq 1 and $end_hive2 eq 0>>[[“Hive, Misty needs her fingers and toes attended to.”->end_hive2]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_brainbox1 eq 0>>[[“Brainbox, can you fix the vibrator?”->end_brainbox1]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_brainbox1 eq 1>>[[“Brainbox, we need the vibrator now.”->end_brainbox2]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_aurakul1 eq 0>>[[“Whisper, jump on Misty and please her.”->end_whisper1]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_aurakul1 neq 0 and $end_whisper2 eq 0>>[[“Whisper, make Aurakul invisible.”->end_whisper2]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_aurakul1 eq 0>>[[“Aurakul, get into Misty's mind.”->end_aurakul1]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_brainbox1 eq 0 and $end_aurakul1 eq 0>>[[“Weather Woman, Misty could use a cold shower.”->end_weather1]]
<<elseif $end_aurakul1 eq 1 and $end_whisper2 eq 0>>[[“Weather Woman, fill this room with fog.”->end_weather1a]]
<<elseif $end_aurakul1 eq 1 and $end_whisper2 eq 1>>[[“Weather Woman, my hands are getting tired. I need you to take over for me.”->end_weather1b]]
<</if>>\
\
<<if $end_brainbox1 eq 1>><<set $end_BB = $end_BB + 1>><</if>>\
<<set $end_hand = $end_hand + 1>><span class="purple">“A dragonfly massage. Right.”</span>
Hive fragments into a swarm. With your memories of this experience still fresh in your mind, you are deeply envious of Misty.
As Hive sweeps over Misty's body you expect to see Misty shiver in delight, but instead: <span class="orange">“Aaarrghgh.”</span> Misty is swatting frantically at Hive and Hive is barely avoiding her.
<span class="yellow">“What the fuck are you doing, Hive? You know very well Misty is entomophobic. Anything that looks remotely like an insect will make her lose her mind.”</span>
Hive doesn't even have time enough to retreat before the room is consumed with orange and it's all over.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span><span class="olive">“Definitely. Do you know what's wrong with it?”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's out of juice.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Are there any fresh batteries here?”</span>
<span class="orange">“Don't.. bother,”</span> says Misty in slurred speech. <span class="orange">“Too weak, anyway.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Then I'll turbo charge it.”</span>
Brainbox picks up the vibrator and pulls it apart.
<<set $end_brainbox1 = 1>>
<<display "end_hand">>
<<display "end_diag">><span class="lblue">“What? How? I don't know how to pleasure a woman.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Just get in there and try, you're capable of much more than you imagine.”</span>
Whisper crawls up to Misty and gives her a peck on the cheek. Misty looks at her with annoyed bewilderment.
<span class="orange">“Get off me!”</span>
Whisper looks at you pleadingly, tears in her eyes. <span class="lblue">“I don't know what I'm doing!”</span>
An orange glow consumes the room.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span><span class="brown">“She's having trouble talking to us in her state, so I need you to tell me what she wants before she knows that she wants it.”</span>
Aurakul delves the depths of Misty's consciousness. <span class="gold">“She desires to be kissed.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Then kiss her.”</span>
Aurakul opens her mouth and sensually kisses Misty on her lips, stroking her hair at the same time. Misty flinches away.
<span class="gold">//Misty is not attracted to women, she does not like the sight of me.//</span> Aurakul tells you telepathically. Her mouth is otherwise busy. <span class="gold">//Her extremities also require attention.//</span>
<span class="brown">“Well she might just have to close her eyes because I'm busy down here.”</span>
A shock wave bursts from Misty's body, almost knocking you to the floor. You are unharmed but your clothing is left badly torn. The girls were subjected to similar punishment, their uniforms are half-shredded and hang from their bodies like tattered rags.
<<set $end_aurakul1 = 1>>
<<display "end_brainbox_progress">>
<<display "end_hand">>
<<display "end_diag">>It's a brilliant idea. Placate Misty's horny desires with a technique so well known it's a cliché.
Weather Woman conjures up a storm inside the room. Misty's soaked shirt clings to her body, her small nipples unmasked through the transparent fabric.
You expect the lights in the room to clear, but they only become brighter.
<span class="gold">“Her sexual frustration is too great to be extinguished by mere distraction. The rain only brings her further from satisfaction.”</span>
The room turns to fire.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span><span class="lblue">“Okay.”</span>
Whisper moves in. Aurakul puts a hand on Whisper's shoulder and their flesh disappears, only their tattered clothes remain.
Misty accepts this, her gaze passes through the nothingness that is kissing her and she kisses the nothingness in return. The orange lights in the room dim a little.
<span class="lblue">“Is this all I have to do?”</span>
<span class="brown">“If you have your hands free, I want you to caress Misty's tits. Aurakul will give you guidance on how she likes it.”</span>
Misty's breasts are pinched and pulled by invisible hands.
The waves of light in the room glow more serenely.
<span class="gold">//She is delighting in this, <<print "$name">>,//</span> Aurakul says in your mind without breaking her kiss with Misty, <span class="gold">//but she feels that there are parts of her body being neglected.//</span>
Misty releases a second shock wave. It jolts your body and rattles the windows. Now all your clothes, and the clothes of everyone else in the room, have turned to confetti. The women have too much on their minds to worry about their nakedness.
<<set $end_whisper2 = 1>>
<<display "end_brainbox_progress">>
<<display "end_hand">>
<<display "end_diag">>Hive divides into quadruplets. She scrambles up onto the bed and wraps herself around each of Misty's extremities. She grinds her bodies along Misty's limbs while she sensually sucks fingers and toes.
<<if $end_whisper2 eq 1>>\
<span class="purple">“How am I doing, Aurakul?”</span> Hive asks in surround sound.
<span class="gold">//She is enjoying your actions very much.//</span>
<<set $end_hive2 = 1>>
<<display "end_brainbox_progress">>
<<display "end_hand">>
<<display "end_diag>>
<<else>>\
But, there is a problem.
<span class="orange">“No... I'm not queer...”</span> Misty seems to be both aroused by the feeling of kissing and repulsed by the sight of Aurakul kissing her.
The room fills with orange, with heat and then with pain.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span>
<</if>><<if $end_BB > 3>>\
You peel your face off Misty's cunt and allow Brainbox to stick in her remodelled vibrator. Powered from the grid, it growls angrily like a rottweiler.
Brainbox moves the stick inside Misty with deliberate precision, she obviously has calculated a formula of optimal velocity and trajectory.
Misty's spasms increase as the orange lights diminish. The machine-aided masturbation works, but only up to a point.
Misty steadies herself enough to get a few words out. <span class="orange">“No... more. Need... real... cock...”</span>
<span class="gold">//Flashback. I do not believe that Misty will achieve gratification from a prosthesis. I am listening to her desires, a purely physical stimulation will only carry her so far, she requires a real human connection that is both physical and emotional to reach her destination.//</span>
So it comes to this. The fate of the world depends upon your cock. Your cock is ready and willing, your concern is whether it is able. It's now spilling pre-cum and you fear it will fire at the very touch of Misty's slit.
<span class="brown">“Okay, I'm going to take over at her pussy again. Pull it out, Brainbox. Everyone keep up the good work, you're all doing great. Aurakul, can you tell us anything more on Misty's status?”</span>
<span class="gold">//Her anus desires stimulation.//</span>
Brainbox doesn't need to be given an order. She gently slides the phallic rod, already lubricated with pussy juice, into Misty's ass. Misty arches her back, lifting her hips up and then squirms her butt down as the vibrator squeezes into her.
<span class="gold">//She is almost at climax, <<print "$name">>. It will not take much more for her to release.//</span>
[[“I'm going to finish this right here, right now.”->end_fail2]]
[[“Weather Woman, I'm going to need your help fucking your daughter now.”->end_weather2]]
<<else>>\
<span class="olive">“I still haven't got the power connected. At present it is merely an inanimate phallic-shaped object.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That doesn't matter, it's all we have and we're going to have to make do.”</span>
Brainbox inserts the dildo into Misty and manoeuvres it with enough grace and vigour to get any normal woman hot, but not so here. The orange lights that permeate the room become brighter and angrier.
<span class="gold">//She does not like that. There is insufficient stimulation and she is becoming incredibly frustrated.//</span>
<span class="olive">“Precisely what I hypothesised.”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span>
<</if>><<display "end_scene">>
And then, you cum. You didn't mean to, you certainly didn't want to, but even the knowledge that this would cause everyone in the room to die could not temper your horniness. You draw on all you strength to keep pushing. To keep pumping away until Misty comes too, but your over-sensitised cock is telling you, demanding you, to stop and get it out of there.
You fail. You've failed before but this time it really hurts. You had six witnesses to this sexual escapade of yours, and now no one will be able to confirm to your friends that it happened.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span><span class="yellow">“What? You think I'm going to commit incest? No way, Flashback.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That's not what I mean. You have to help me by hindering me. If I get close to cumming, I want you to stop me.”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Yes, okay. Do you have any preference as to how?”</span>
<span class="brown">“By any means necessary, as long as I'm conscious enough to keep going.”</span>
Weather Woman gives a vicious smile.
<<display "end_scene">>
You feel yourself about to cum and you desperately will yourself not to. Then, you feel it. Weather Woman's cold hand clasps on your balls. It must be filled with snow. Your sack shrinks and retracts into your abdomen. Her actions are working, the flow of blood to your cock has slowed and you feel like you can keep going.
<span class="yellow">“Is this sufficient? I can zap you with a lightning bolt if it isn't.”</span>
<span class="brown">“No. That should do it.”</span>
[[Keep fucking.->end_weather3]]The bed has become very crowded, but you find a space to get a good grounding and slide your cock into Misty's swollen and pulsating pussy.
Invisible Aurakul is slurping at Misty's mouth. Misty's breasts shift and dimple under Whisper's phantom hands. The four Hives are still grinding, the two at Misty's legs now also slide sensually over your legs as well as they make their passage. Brainbox is operating the vibrator, she reaches between your legs for access and your balls sit on her oscillating arm. Weather Woman stands beside you with the stern look of a dominatrix. All of you are naked.
If you had the imagination, this scene would have been your ultimate fantasy. It could only be improved upon by swapping positions with Misty.
Your testicles are frozen. It's uncomfortable, it's painful, but it's keeping you all alive.
Misty howls. You and everyone else look to her with concern, but her noise is accompanied with a dimming of the room's light. Her body convulses and she howls again. The lights in the room shrink to dots before expanding again. They are pulsating madly.
<span class="orange">“Fuck... fuck... fuck. Keep fucking.”</span>
<span class="gold">//She is on the edge of fulfilment, Flashback. Do not stop.//</span>
<span class="yellow">“If you do not save my daughter I will kill you myself. Fuck her harder.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“I don't have to do this for much longer, do I?”</span>
<span class="purple">“I don't think we've ever worked as a team so effectively. In case we don't survive this, I'd like you to know that it's been an honour to work with you all.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Her physiological symptoms suggest that she is now entering a state of orgasm.”</span>
<span class="pink">“Good work <<print "$name">>. I always knew you could do it.”</span>
Misty seizes on the bed, shaking and buffeting the women on top of her who adamantly keep to their posts and hold the tortured girl in place. One final shuddering groan and the room fills with orange light.
Then everything fades to white.
[[Continue.->end_weather4]]There is only white.
No light, no sound.
No heat, no cold.
Only you and the white.
Is this the end? Did you actually die for real this time?
<span class="pink">“No, <<print "$name">>. You are alive, and so is Misty and Sunny and everyone else. They are alive because of you.”</span> Vector has appeared in the form of a glowing, pink spectre.
[[“Then what is this place?”->end_vector1]]<span class="pink">“It's a part of you. It might be your subconsciousness, it might be your soul, I'm not really sure. All I know is it is a place where we can talk while you sleep.”</span>
[[“How long have you been inside my head?”->end_vector2]]<span class="pink">“Ever since my body died. I had to keep my spirit anchored to you or I would have just floated away. I want you to know how proud I am of you, <<print "$name">>. You have been so brave, you have opened your heart up to so many strangers and have achieved so much.”</span>
[[“Why is it that we can only talk now?”->end_vector3]]<span class="pink">“I had tried so hard to talk to you, <<print "$name">>. Sometimes when you when you let go of conscious thought, embracing either passion or fear, I could. I have been studying you, your character, your emotions. Now I truly understand you and I can talk to you. More than that, I can be one with you, forever.”</span>
<span class="brown">“So you're stuck in my body, that doesn't seem very fair to you. Is there anything we can do to fix that?”</span>
<span class="pink">“I believe there is. You can help me, and yourself, but it will require you to be very brave again, and very giving.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Anything. Anything at all. I owe you my life a hundred times over, what do we need to do?”</span>
<span class="pink">“We share. We unify.”</span>
Vector reaches to touch your chest, her fingers fall through your skin to your heart. She walks into you and aligns her limbs into yours. Her spirit expands morphs until you both occupy the same space.
Colour seeps through the whiteness.
[[Wake up.->end_vector4]]Your head is groggy and your vision blurred. A blurred face framed with blonde hair kisses you on the lips. Weather Woman? No, it's Misty.
<span class="orange">“Wake up sleepy-head, I've missed you.”</span> Misty has draped your arm over her and is snuggled into your side. She's playing with the hairs on your chest and looking at you with puppy-dog eyes.
The sunlight streams through the empty window frame. The sill is powdered with broken glass. The very thought of a sunrise is surreal, you had all but given up on seeing a new day.
Scattered atop the tattered sheets and sharing the bed with you and Misty are Weather Woman, Hive, Brainbox, Aurakul and Whisper. All five are sleeping peacefully, their naked bodies entwined with yours and each other's.
So many beauties, yet it feels like the adorable Misty matters more than any of them. Your teenage infatuation for Weather Woman has definitely reignited, but is now directed to her daughter.
<span class="orange">“They're all just fine, babe, they'll wake up soon, but we might have time for a quickie before they do. Have you ever slept in a bed with so many chicks before?”</span>
[[“Never.”->end_vector5]]
[[“No, but should make it a habit.”->end_vector5]]Instead you say, <span class="hybrid">“Once, when I was a little girl. It was at Chrissie Baker's slumber party.”</span>
You're dumbstruck. Why would you say such a thing? Yet, you remember the slumber party, you remember being a little girl.
Misty laughs. <span class="orange">“You're so funny.”</span>
<span class="pink">//Sorry to interrupt, we're still assimilating. It won't feel this weird for much longer. I promise.//</span>
Misty snuggles on your shoulder. <span class="orange">“This is embarrassing, but I've forgotten your name. I'm not sure if you even told it to me, yesterday was so hectic. You don't look quite like I remember either. I'm Misty, but I'm sure that you know that.”</span>
[["“I'm " + $name + ".”"->end_vector6]]<span class="hybrid">“I'm Vector,”</span> you also say.
Misty looks as puzzled by your response as you are.
<span class="orange">“Vector? Like that superhero who got blown up a couple of years ago? Well, you do have her hair. People must get a lot of shit for that colour.”</span> She teases your hair with her fingers. <span class="orange">“I like it though.”</span>
You bring your hands to your scalp, then remember that you can't feel colour. You look down to your chest, the hairs are barely visible against your flesh, but they are indeed pink. Further down, you crotch is forested with bright pink pubes.
How did this happen? You take stock of your memories. You remember last night's orgy. You remember the evening beginning at the strip club. You remember Weather Woman doubting your super powers, and the same woman but younger welcoming you into the team years before. You remember losing your virginity to a schoolgirl as a teenage boy, and also losing your virginity as a schoolgirl to a teenage boy.
What is my name? You ask yourself. It is <<print "$name">>. It is Vector. It is Flashback.
Where once there was two, now there is one.
<span class="orange">“You're going to hang around, aren't you? I'm going to need you to fuck some sense into me if I ever get the crazies again.”</span>
With a wave of your hand you tear open the fabric of space and time in the air above you. Through the hole you view a moment in the future. Weather Woman is handing to you the leadership of Stacked Justice. Hanging on your arm is Misty, caped and costumed. She gives you a congratulatory kiss on the lips. Another hand's wave and the tear is stitched and sealed.
<span class="hybrid">“I will. I'm going to return to Stacked Justice and we're going to protect this city together.”</span>
[[The End.->Afterword]]Thanks for playing and congratulations for making it to the end.
By now you must have an opinion on the game, so why don't you tell me what it is?
Writing this game took up a lot of my free time over a period of many months. I'm not going to do that again unless I know that people are interested in my creations. Also, I can only improve upon my previous work if I know what I did right, and what I did wrong.
Also, why don't you consider writing your own game? This was made with Twine, which is very easy to use. The Internet has many tutorials to guide you.
email me: beanbean2@yandex.com
Leave a message in my guestbook: http://beanbean.neocities.org/Guestbook.html<<if $end_BB eq 1>>\
You look over to Brainbox.
<span class="brown">“Are you ready with the vibrator?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Just allow me a little more time. I've reorganised the gear structure to give it a bit more grunt, now I need to assemble the power supply.”</span>
<<elseif $end_BB eq 2>>\
You're going to need Brainbox's vibrator very soon.
<span class="brown">“Give me a status report, Brainbox.”</span>
She has dismantled a clock radio and wired it up to the dildo. <span class="olive">“I've almost got it running off the current from the wall. I just need a bit more time.”</span>
<<elseif $end_BB eq 3>>\
A loud buzz comes from Brainbox's direction.<span class="olive"> “Finished! The vibrator is assembled and ready for use whenever you need it.”</span><</if>><<if $end_hand eq 2>>\
You are rubbing Misty's clit with your left hand, trying bring her to her peak as quickly as possible.\
<<elseif $end_hand eq 3>>\
Your left hand tires from rubbing Misty's pussy so you switch to your right.\
<<elseif $end_hand eq 4>>\
Now all your fingers are sore and tired from rubbing. You press the heel of your palm on Misty's mound and massage deeply. You pray that it is enough to placate her. \
<<elseif $end_hand eq 5>>\
Both of your hands are fatigued. You start munching on her tight, young pussy. You predict that your tongue will tire soon as well, and then you will be short on options. The air is filled with the sight, sound and smell of sex. You're so aroused that any touch to your cock might make you cum.
<</if>><span class="brown">"Make it thick enough that Misty can't see Aurakul."</span>
<span class="yellow">"This sounds like a very bad idea."</span>
<span class="brown">"You agreed that I'm the leader, you have to follow my directions."</span>
<span class="yellow">"If you insist, but it's all going to end in tears."</span>
Weather Woman raises her arms and conjures up a thick, white cloud. It quickly consumes the entire room.
<span class="purple">"I can't even see my hand in front of my face."</span>
<<if $end_brainbox1 eq 1>><span class="olive">"How am I going to fix the vibrator now?"</span>
<</if>>\
<span class="brown">"Don't panic, we can work through this."</span>
Your confidence quickly disappears like the rest of the room. Misty has squirmed and you have lost contact with her. You quickly grab skin again, but it is like you escapade with Whisper in the gym all over again except failure to find Misty's pussy soon will result in the deaths of millions.
<span class="yellow">"I told you that this wasn't a good idea."</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span><span class="yellow">"Are you serious? You want me to molest my daughter?"</span>
<span class="brown">"If you want to save her life, you will do it."</span>
Weather Woman tentatively probes Misty's pussy with her index finger, scrunching her face and turning her head away as she does so. She manages to conjure the will to penetrate her digit between Misty's folds, but then it moves no more.
The lack of genital stimulation is noticed by Misty. She looks to her crotch and sees her mother planted in it.
Misty's jaw is quivering, her eyes wide and disbelieving.
<span class="yellow">"I'm sorry, Misty. I had to."</span>
Misty starts dry retching, and then--
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|end_death]]//</span><<display "spa_intro">>
From across the road you plan your next move with Whisper.
<span class="lblue">“What do you think we should do now?”</span>
[[“Aren't you supposed to be leading me?”->sWhisper2a]]
[[“We should use your powers to get us inside.”->sWhisper2b]]<<display "spa_intro">>
<span class="brown">"So are we just going to walk through the front door?"</span>
<span class="purple">"No. They will recognise me immediately. There is an alleyway nearby that leads to the back of the building. We might find a way in there."</span>
[[Go around the back.->sHive2]]<<display "spa_intro">>
<span class="olive">"Come this way, we are too conspicuous here."</span>
Brainbox leads you into the park and behind a stone wall.
<span class="olive">"Fasten this around your wrist."</span>
She hands you what looks like an oversized wristwatch.
<span class="brown">"What is it?"</span>
<span class="olive">"A holographic camouflage projector. The Rapture Day Spa only allows members inside, and we are not members. To gain entry we will need to assume alternative identities.”</span>
Brainbox presses a sequence of buttons on her watch. Pixels swirl around her face and form new features, her hair changes colour to green and her clothing to red. She has the appearance of a completely different person.
<span class="brown">“Are you still in there, Brainbox?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Affirmative.”</span> Her voice is a little huskier than before. <span class="olive">“Make sure you address me as Tessa Taylor when we are inside. She is who the receptionist will recognise.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Wow, that thing has changed your voice as well. Although unless Tessa is as smart as you, you might want to limit your vocabulary a little.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Quite right. I will speak... less better. How was that?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Incredibly normal. So who will I be posing as?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I will activate your device and you will discover who for yourself.”</span>
Brainbox plays with your watch and you observe your fingers growing slender. You look down and find the view of your feet now obscured by a pair of large breasts.
<span class="brown">“You turned me into a woman! Why?”</span> Your new squeaky voice startles you further.
<span class="olive">“I only have a few appropriate identities on file and this is the one most suitable to your frame. But rest assured, all your masculine pieces you had before are still there, this is just a hologram and voice projector.”</span>
A pat of your crotch confirms this. You grope your chest and, although you feel nothing, the shape of your breasts deform with the manipulation.
<span class="olive">“The software in the wristband will do its best to cast the appropriate visual imagery to match interactions with your environment, as you have just observed. But be careful of people touching you, they may get suspicious if they feel hair on your bare arms.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Or thin air where my tits should be, or a cock between my legs?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I'm glad you understand. Your name is Candice Cane. If someone calls you by that name you should either react with familiarity or preferably act like you didn't hear and leave the room. You haven't studied her biography so if you meet someone who knows her you're not going to get away pretending to be her for very long. Now let's go inside.”</span>
[[Cross the road and enter the building.->sBrainbox2]]<<display "spa_intro">>
<span class="brown">"So how do we get in?"</span>
<span class="gold">"Through an entrance that is not this one. I sense the thoughts of the guards inside, they are wary of unfamiliar faces.”</span>
[[Follow Aurakul around the back.->sAurakul2]]You ride the public bus with your new mission leader to your destination in the most expensive part of town. The spa is opposite a well-manicured park and with designer clothing stores on either side. The villain's hideout appears grand and respectable and not the seedy rat's nest of evil you had imagined it to be.
The day spa is labelled only by a small brass sign on the door reading “Rapture.” There is no telephone number, no listing of opening hours, and no clues to any passers by of what the business actually sells. Entry to this place is by invite only. Knocking on the door is not going to get you inside.<span class="lblue">“Oh, yes. Of course.”</span>
Whisper nervously scans her surroundings.
<span class="lblue">“We have to get in somehow. You might have a chance of talking your way through the front door, but that would be risky, and even though I'm a new super-hero the security at the front will probably have my picture on file. That's what Weather Woman told me. We should both sneak in using my powers.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Sounds like a plan.”</span>
<<display "sWhisper3">><span class="lblue">“Yes, that's what I was thinking too.”</span>
<<display "sWhisper3">>You walk into the park and behind a tall stone wall. Whisper surveys all directions for onlookers. The park is empty but she is still very cautious. She turns herself invisible and quickly disrobes.
<span class="lblue">“Did anyone see that?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No one that I could see.”</span>
She rolls and scrunches up her costume to the size of a ping pong ball and after a bit more effort it is reduced to half that size. The ball drops to her waist-level before it vanishes.
<span class="brown">“Where did that go?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“I... I'd rather not say.”</span> You can hear her blushing with embarrassment. <span class="lblue">“You have to take off your clothes as well.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I don't think I'm going to fit my jacket up my butt.”</span>
Your joke flies right over Whisper's head. <span class="lblue">“Hide it in the garden bed instead. I don't think anyone will find it.”</span>
After waiting for a passer by to stroll out of view you take off your jacket and shirt. Whisper then places her cold and trembling bare hand on your shoulder and your top half disappears. You throw your shoes and trousers into the bushes knowing that a slip of Whisper's finger from your skin could result in a charge of indecent exposure.
<span class="brown">“I'm ready now. Let's do this.”</span>
[[Cross the street, hand-in-hand.->sWhisper4]]<span class="brown">“Should I open it?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“There's probably people on the other side who will see the door open. We have to wait until someone opens it for us.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay. What's the plan when we get inside?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“To be honest, I'm not really sure. We should explore everywhere we can and eavesdrop on anyone who looks particularly evil.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Do we really need both of us doing this? A second pair of ears isn't going to be much help if I'm standing right next to you the whole time. I feel like I'm just going to hold you back.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“No, I need you. This is my first mission and I'm really nervous.”</span> After a few moments she continues. <span class="lblue">“I also love you, <<print "$name">>. I don't want to ever be alone without you again.”</span>
Lana might be taking your relationship a bit more seriously than you are.
[[“I love you too, Lana.”->sWhisper5]]
[[“We'll do this together, Whisper.”->sWhisper5]]Waiting outside becomes all the more harder with the adrenalin of anticipation surging through you. The countdown to the city's end has started and you're loitering outside with a cold wind blowing up your arse.
Eventually, the door opens. Someone exits, you don't have time to see who, and Whisper jolts your arm and pulls you with her past the closing door. You're inside. Time to get to work.
<<display "sRecep">>
The woman turns to the Adonis. “What are you grinning about?”
“You know exactly what,” he replies. “The big event planned for tonight.”
“Hey!” calls the black man from across the room. “Keep a lid on it. There's a list of things we can't talk about, and that's on the list.”
“I think we're pretty safe to talk about it here.”
“No one's asking you to think. We do our jobs and follow the rules, nothing more.”
They stare into space and say no more. There is only one doorway open to you now, and that is the one that leads to the rest of the spa.
[[Walk through the doorway.->sWnw]]<<display "sNorthWest">>
[[Enter the men's locker room.->sWmens]]
[[Enter the women's locker room.->sWwomens]]
[[Walk east.->sWne]]
[[Walk south.->sWsw]]<<display "sRecep">>
Brainbox opens the front door and you enter the reception area.
You are greeted by a woman with a flight attendant's smile. “Good afternoon, Ms Taylor. Good afternoon Ms Cane. Welcome back to the Rapture Day Spa. Here are your locker keys.”
<span class="brown">“Thank you,”</span> you each say as you pick them up from the counter. The numbered keys hang on plastic wristbands.
“I hope you have nice a relaxing time before the exciting events of tonight,” the woman says.
[[“What's happening tonight?”->sBrainbox3a]]
[[“Thank you, we will.”->sBrainbox3b]]
The reception area is typical of a day spa; soft lighting, curved surfaces, and cushioned seats arranged with optimal feng shui. The chief difference being the number of visible security cameras. The designers could have made their presence more subtle, but it seems that they wanted them to be seen.
Three employees dressed in black are in the room. A tall blonde woman behind the counter, a heavy-set black man standing at the exit, and a blonde Adonis standing by the entrance to the spa's facilities. Each carries in their belt a radio and another device that almost looks like a gun. Both men glare at her. “Oh... um... of course. Nothing at all.” She winks nervously and then avoids further eye-contact.
<<display "sBrainbox3b">>You pass through the doorway to the spa's facilities.
<<display "sNorthWest">>
<span class="brown">“So, what now?”</span> you ask Brainbox when there is no one else around to hear.
<span class="olive">“We change into appropriate attire and attempt to gain information.”</span>
<span class="brown">“The people out front seemed like they might know something.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Yes they did. But probably not as much as we need, and they wouldn't give their knowledge to us voluntarily. They are more afraid of their bosses than they are of us.”</span>
Signs point to the men's and women's locker rooms.
[[Enter the men's locker room.->sBmens]]
[[Enter the women's locker room.->sBwomens]]<span class="olive">“You can't go in there, Candice. The women's room is this way.”</span>
[[Enter the women's locker room.->sBwomens]]<<display "sWomens">>
<span class="olive">“From here on in, the only appropriate clothing is a towel or a robe. I do not see any robes, but there's a stack of clean towels on the shelf.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Have you been to this place before?”</span>
<span class="olive">“No, but I've seen this system before.”</span>
You find your locker and start emptying your clothes into it. As you remove each item it loses its glamour and transforms back to its original form. Before wrapping a towel around yourself you catch the reflection of a naked woman in a mirror. You slyly spy at the brunette through the corner of your eye. Damn she's hot. Her large breasts sway as she leans.
<span class="olive">“That's you you're perving at,”</span> says Brainbox, tucking in the end of her towel under her armpit.
She's right, you had been gawking at your own reflection.
<span class="brown">“It is indeed.”</span>
You walk up closer to the mirror for a more thorough look. You've never looked sexier.
<span class="brown">“I'm fucking gorgeous.”</span>
You run your hands along your body. You reach down to her pussy and feel your hard wang.
<span class="olive">“Please refrain from doing that where others can see. Now put on your towel and let's get going.”</span>
[[Enter the shower block.->sBshower1]]
[[Return to the hallway.->sBnw]]This is the north-west corner of the building. It is busy with spa patrons walking from room to room wearing only robes or towels. You estimate that about ninety percent of the clientele are women.<<if $Shower eq 1>>\
<span class="olive">"Flashback, we have already investigated this area. Time is too precious for us to spend it by repeatedly retracing our steps."</span>
[[Return to the locker room.->sBwomens2]]
<<else>>\
<<if $ChamWin eq 1>><<display "sChamCalm">><<else>><<display "sChamAngry">><</if>>
<<set $Shower = 1>>
[[Shower next to her.->sBshower2]]
[[Return to the locker room.->sBwomens2]]
<</if>>
<<display "sNorthWest">>
[[Enter the men's locker room.->sBmens2]]
[[Enter the women's locker room.->sBwomens2]]
[[Walk east.->sBne]]
[[Walk south.->sBsw]]<<if $mens eq 0>>\
<span class="brown">“We're going into the men's changing room.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“What? I can't go in there. It's not allowed.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You're not allowed anywhere in this spa, and it's not as if this would be the first time you have sneaked into a men's locker room. Come on.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Who told you about that?”</span>
<<set $mens = 1>>
[[Go through the door.->sWmens2]]
<<else>>\
<span class="lblue">"We've already been here, Flashback. We can't afford to waste any more time."</span>
[[Return to the hallway.->sWnw]]
<</if>><<if $womens eq 0>><span class="lblue">“I don't think you're allowed in the women's changing area.”</span>
<span class="brown">“We have to check out what's in here, and you can't just leave me in the hallway.”</span>
You enter the locker room.
<</if>>\
<<display "sWomens">>
<<set $womens = 1>>
[[Enter the shower block.->sWshower1]]
[[Return to the hallway.->sWnw]]The locker room is pristinely clean. There are only a few women in the large room and you find it easy to avoid them. All the used lockers are shut tight and inaccessible.You turn on the shower next to Chameleon. Brainbox watches from under a shower at the other end of the room.
<span class="brown">“How's it going?”</span> you ask Sienna.
<span class="green">“Do I know you?”</span>
[[“No, you don't. I'm Candice.”->sBshower3a]]
[[“I could really use your help.”->sBshower3b]]
[["“It's me. " + $name + ".”"->sBshower3c]]<<display "sWomens">>
[[Enter the shower block.->sBshower1]]
[[Return to the hallway.->sBnw]]Through the mists you see a green-haired woman under a cascade of hot water. Her iridescent locks flicker to blue and back. You know that hair and you know that naked body. It's Sienna Green, the Chameleon.Through the mists you see a red headed woman under a cascade of hot water. Her iridescent locks flicker to white and orange. You know that hair and you know that naked body. It's Sienna Green, the Chameleon.<<if $ChamWin eq 1>><span class="green">“What do you want, Candice?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I just want to chat, that's all.”</span>
<span class="green">“No thank you, I've got enough on my mind as it is.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Care to share?”</span>
<span class="green">“No.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Are you sure?”</span>
Sienna ignores you, it seems that she isn't in a particularly talkative mood. She's a stubborn girl who is unlikely to start paying you respect now, so you know that engaging with her any further is just going to be a waste of your time.
[[Return to the locker room.->sBwomens2]]
<<else>>\
<span class="green">“What do you want, Candice?”</span>
<<display "sBcham_diag">>
<</if>><span class="green">“I don't have any help to give. I don't know you, but I don't particularly like you. For your own safety, you should turn off that shower and walk out of here right now.”</span>
Orange streaks shimmer through Chameleon's hair. It's probably best to take her advice and get out. You leave the shower block and Brainbox follows you.
[[Enter the locker room.->sBwomens2]]<span class="green">“Is that supposed to be funny?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No, it's really me, watch.”</span> You tap on your wrist where the holographic projector should be, but you cannot find the off switch hidden by the hologram. You look to Brainbox for help but she just shakes her head. She doesn't approve of your plan and she is not going to help you.
<<if $ChamWin eq 1>>\
<span class="green">“Look,”</span> says the Chameleon, orange streaks now shimmering through her hair. <span class="green">“I don't know who you are and I don't give a shit, but if you try to play any more emotional mind games with me I'm going to rip your fucking head off. Now piss off and leave me alone.”</span>\
<<else>>\
<span class="green">“Look, bitch,”</span> says the Chameleon, white streaks now shimmer through her hair. <span class="green">“I don't fucking know who you are and I don't give a shit, but if you try to mind-fuck me again I'm going to rip your fucking head off. Now piss off you little cunt and leave me the fuck alone.”</span><</if>>
<span class="brown">“But-”</span>
<span class="green">“Get the Fuck out!”</span>
You know Chameleon well enough to know that any further pleas are not going to be heard. You leave the showers and are followed by Brainbox.
[[Enter the locker room.->sBwomens2]]<<if $sBcham1 eq 0>>[[“I hear something big is happening tonight. Do you know anything about it.”->sBcham1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham2 eq 0>>[[“I just have to tell you how sexy you are.”->sBcham2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham3 eq 0>>[[“You look like something's bothering you. Talking about it might help.”->sBcham3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham4 eq 0 and $sBcham3 eq 1>>[[“So it's man troubles then?”->sBcham4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham5 eq 0 and $sBcham4 eq 1>>[[“I've been there before The best thing to do is forgive and forget.”->sBcham5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham6 eq 0 and $sBcham4 eq 1>>[[“Let me guess. He made a lot of promises and then left you high and dry.”->sBcham6]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham7 eq 0 and $sBcham4 eq 1>>[[“What would you do if he were here?”->sBcham7]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham8 eq 0 and $sBcham7 eq 1>>[[“He must have made a pretty strong impression on you to get that kind of reaction.”->sBcham8]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham9 eq 0 and $sBcham8 eq 1>>[[“I'm sure he is sorry.”->sBcham9]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sBcham10 eq 0 and $sBcham7 eq 1>>[[“If I ever meet him I'll be sure to punch him in the face for you.”->sBcham10]]
<</if>>\
[[“I hope you feel better soon. I've got to get going now.”->sBcham11]]<span class="green">“Nope. And I wouldn't tell you if I did.” </span>
<<set $sBcham1 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“Step away rug-muncher. You're not going to score any action from me.”</span>
<<set $sBcham2 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“Gouging out the eyes of a certain fuckhead will help more.”</span>
<<set $sBcham3 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“Far from it. You couldn't honestly call that weasel turd a man.”</span>
<<set $sBcham4 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“I'm not into forgiving, and I never forget.”</span>
<<set $sBcham5 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“That pretty much sums it up.”</span> Chameleon punches the wall, braking a tile. <span class="green">“I wish that snake were here right now.”</span>
<<set $sBcham6 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“If he were here? I break every bone in his body. I would peel off his skin in strips. I would tear him into so many tiny pieces they would wash down this drain.”</span>
<<set $sBcham7 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">Sienna starts crying. “It was going so well up until then. All I really wanted him to say was that he was ''sorry''. But it's too late for that now.</span>
<<set $sBcham8 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“You don't fucking know him. Don't pretend that you know how he is feeling.”</span>
<<set $sBcham9 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“No. You leave him for me or I'll punch //you// in the face.”</span>
<<set $sBcham10 = 1>>
<<display "sBcham_diag">><span class="green">“Sure. Go. I'm used to people walking out on me.”</span>
[[Return to the locker room.->sBwomens2]]<<if $Shower eq 1>>\
<span class="lblue">"We've already been here, Flashback. We can't afford to waste any more time."</span>
[[Return to the locker room.->sWwomens]]
<<else>>\
<<if $ChamWin eq 1>><<display "sChamCalm">><<else>><<display "sChamAngry">><</if>>
<<set $Shower = 1>>
[[Shower next to her.->sWshower2]]
[[Return to the locker room.->sWwomens]]
<</if>><span class="brown">“I know this woman quite well,”</span> you tell Whisper, <span class="brown">“I'm going to talk to her.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“Be careful. She's a dangerous criminal.”</span>
You release yourself from Whisper's hand and become visible. <span class="brown">“Hi Sienna. I could really use your help.”</span>
<<if $ChamWin eq 1>>\
<span class="green">“<<print "$name">>?”</span>
Her hair flashes pink, so does her strip of pubic hair, before falling back to green. The Chameleon launches her tongue, it wraps around you three times and she reels you in to her arms.
<span class="green">“What are you doing here? This is the women's change room.”</span>
She lisps with her enormous tongue between her teeth.
<span class="brown">“You said you wanted to talk. Let's talk.”</span>
Sienna laughs. <span class="green">“You're such a fucking dork, <<print "$name">>. Do you know how much trouble you're going to be if someone finds you in here?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Being around you taught me that I like getting into trouble.”</span>
[[Kiss Sienna.->sWshower3]]
<<else>>\
<span class="green">“<<print "$name">>?”</span> She remembers you. <span class="green">“Cock-sucking, Mother Fucking <<print "$name">> you Fucking Mother Fucking Bastard!”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay, calm down, there are more important things going on right now than our little squabble. The city is--”</span>
From across the room Chameleon's tongue flies out and snares your throat. It then pulls tight, knocking you off your feet. She reels you in and you slide along the wet floor to her. As you try desperately to pull air through your constricted throat she stamps repeatedly on your skull.
<span class="lblue">“Eeep! Don't hurt him!”</span>
<span class="pink">“Yeah, don't hurt him!”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span>
<</if>>I'm tumbling through time with no Flux Capacitor
To stop a bad crime and prevent a large massacre
This job shouldn't be mine, I'm just a rank amateur
I just want pussy and wine like any male bachelor
<span class="dbrown">[[Continue.->Act2_repeat]]</span>
You part your lips and Sienna engulfs your mouth with hers. Her tongue fills your mouth – literally, it squashes your tongue down to your jaw and then oozes down your throat. Starting to choke, you break away from her and pull the wild python out from your throat.
<span class="green">“Sorry. You know how I get carried away sometimes.”</span>
[[“So you forgive me now?”->sWshower4]]<span class="green">“Fuck no. You still owe me, but I'm willing to let you repay that debt.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay, what's the balance and how do I pay it?”</span>
<span class="green">“You're going to fuck me 'til I pass out from exhaustion.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What if I pass out first?”</span>
<span class="green">“I'm not giving you that option.”</span>
<<display "sWchamsex_diag">><<if $sWchamsex1 eq 0>>[[“Sienna, I could really use your help with something.”->sWchamsex1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWchamsex2 eq 0>>[[Finger her pussy.->sWchamsex2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWchamsex3 eq 0>>[[Fuck her against the wall.->sWchamsex3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWchamsex4 eq 0>>[[Sixty-nine her.->sWchamsex4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWchamsex2 eq 1 and $sWchamsex3 eq 1 and $sWchamsex4 eq 1>>[[Fuck her until she cums.->sWchamsex5]]<</if>>She bites your neck with a painful sharpness.
<span class="green">“You're too far in debt to ask for another loan.”</span>
<<set $sWchamsex1 = 1>>
<<display "sWchamsex_diag">>You shove the Chameleon against the wall and jam your fingers into her pussy. You poke her fast and fiercely. The shower's waterfall is hitting your body and sending its spray into her face. You aggressively kiss her neck and grope her right tit with your free hand, pulling roughly at her flesh. You know how she loves being manhandled.
<span class="green">“That's it,”</span> she mutters. <span class="green">“Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.”</span>
Her fingers claw into your back.
<<set $sWchamsex2 = 1>>
<<display "sWchamsex_diag">>You lift her off the ground and she wraps her legs around you. You have danced this number before, it doesn't take any words for her to know what you want her to do. You skewer her.
<span class="green">“Oh fuck, how I've missed that cock.”</span>
You bounce her up against the tiled wall. Even if she finishes this battle with her back scraped and bleeding she will only complain that you weren't rough enough. Each time she falls onto you she growls through her gritted teeth.
<<set $sWchamsex3 = 1>>
<<display "sWchamsex_diag">><span class="brown">“Get on the floor.”</span>
She immediately obeys. She has never done that before, it must be a trap.
<span class="green">“No, you get on the floor.”</span>
The Chameleon sweeps her leg into your ankles and you topple over and land hard on the tiles.
<span class="brown">“Watch it. If I landed any worse my cock would have snapped.”</span>
<span class="green">“Stop being a pussy. Feed me that cock and I'll show you how much punishment it can take.”</span>
You assume the sixty-nine position. Sienna is on the bottom.
You munch through her bright pink pubes. Her colour-changing muff has always been a beacon for her arousal, making her the easiest girl to figure out to satisfy. You take directions from the pulsations of her fuzz and chase the heavenly white.
Sienna brings her lips to your cock's head. Her warm, moist tongue wraps around your shaft, tugging and constricting. It slithers further over your balls and up through your crack – this touch tells you that you're about to receive the //Chameleon Special//.
Her tongue, still wrapped around your tackle, licks the circumference of your sphincter and then pushes through. Every lick now gives simultaneous and complete stimulation to your dick, balls and prostate. The only thing you can do to delay climax – and Chameleon's wrath – is ravage her cunt with single-minded vigour. Her snatch is now too bright to look at without tinted glasses.
<<set $sWchamsex4 = 1>>
<<display "sWchamsex_diag">><span class="brown">“Enough of this. Get on all fours, I'm going to end this.”</span>
<span class="green">“You've been going soft on me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You always say that, but I always make you cum in the end.”</span>
<span class="green">“Yeah, well I want it extra hard this time. Until my pussy's bleeding, you're not going hard enough.”</span>
You kneel on one leg in a puddle behind her and with no further warning you ram you cock balls-deep into her pussy. Her cry echoes throughout the shower block.
<span class="green">“Oh yeah, give me a hundred more of those.”</span>
You pound her violently, one hand holding the reins of her pink hair, cranking her neck back. The showers cascade over the both of you. Water flows down Sienna's body and trickles from her tits, each thrust to her body flicks wet beads across the room.
The pink in her sodden tangle of hair has half-transitioned to an ethereal white. She's close. You almost have her now.
<span class="green">“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!” </span>
This atheist makes the same conversion every time. Her body trembles and she lets out a long hiss. Her tongue rolls out of her mouth, several feet of it falls limply on the ground. You cum too, although less dramatically in comparison.
<span class="pink">“I haven't seen that side of you before.”</span>
Was that Whisper?
You keep your cock inside her until her orgasm subsides and her hair returns to its natural colour of reptilian green.
<span class="brown">“So, we all square now?”</span>
<span class="green">“Yeah. If anything, I now owe you some change.”</span>
She's always much more reasonable after a good fuck.
<span class="brown">“I was hoping you would say that.”</span>
[[Tell her the situation.->sWchamsex6]]You tell her all she needs to know, and leave out all she doesn't.
<span class="brown">“So there's a chance that the person responsible is right here in this building, or at least there's someone here who knows something.”</span>
<span class="green">“Okay, let's crack some heads open and see what pours out. Who do you think is responsible?”</span>
<<display "sWcham_accuse">><span class="green">“That I can believe, that cold cunt is capable of anything. But if you want to start accusing her of shit I'm not hanging around. There are some fights not worth fighting.”</span>
<<set $sWcham_accuse1 = 1>>
<<display "sWcham_accuse">><span class="green">“Ha! Not a chance. She might have a fat head but there isn't too much brain inside. There's no point talking to her either, she barely understands English.”</span>
<<set $sWcham_accuse2 = 1>>
<<display "sWcham_accuse">><span class="green">“She's been in hiding for years. What makes you think it's her?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I've got nothing to back it up, except that she vowed revenge on Pinnacle City. I've just got a hunch.”</span>
<span class="green">“Okay then, let's go talk to her.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What? You know where she is?”</span>
<span class="green">“Yeah, she hangs out here all day every day. Let's go.”</span>
[[Find Whisper.->sWelf1]]
[[Follow Chameleon.->sWelf2]]<span class="green">“That goody-two-shoes? Why? I can see that bitch she has for a daughter turning to the dark side, but not Weather Woman. Besides, if it's her you want to talk to you should go back to Stacked Tower.”</span>
<<set $sWcham_accuse4 = 1>>
<<display "sWcham_accuse">>
<span class="green">“What? You're joking, right?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm not saying that you're the brains behind it all, it's just that you sometimes get messed up in some bad shit and you might know more that you're letting on.”</span>
You watch her hair glow redder and redder and listen to her voice amplify.
<span class="green">“I don't fucking believe this. I don't fucking believe this. You fucking shit-brained fucking cock-sucker, you are the fucking worst excuse for a human being on this entire fucking planet!”</span>
Her tongue launches over a pipe close to the ceiling and then comes down to lasso your neck. She pulls her body back and your feet are lifted off the ground. Slowly and painfully, you are strangled.
<span class="pink">“What were you thinking?”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span><span class="brown">“I think I might be responsible.”</span>
<span class="green">“What the fuck are you talking about?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I've got this time-travel power that I don't really understand. Maybe it's me from the future, or from another dimension. I also sometimes hear voices in my head, maybe I have multiple personalities. It kind of makes sense if you think about it.”</span>
<span class="green">“Like fuck it does.”</span>
<<set $sWcham_accuse6 = 1>>
<<display "sWcham_accuse">>You turn off the showers and dress into towels.
<span class="brown">“Whisper! Whisper, are you there?”</span> you call to the emptiness.
<span class="green">“Whisper? Are you here with that new Stacked Justice slut?”</span>
<span class="brown">“We're working together to save the city, but it seems that she has run off.”</span>
You're hardly surprised. She was in love with you, it wasn't as if she was going to hang around to watch you fuck the Chameleon.
<span class="green">“Keep keeping away, bitch,”</span> Chameleon calls out to the room. <span class="green">“This little cock belongs to me.”</span>
[[Follow Chameleon.->sWelf2]]Chameleon leads to the mud baths.
<span class="green">“Elf, we gotta talk.”</span>
She is speaking to a woman lazing in a bath, wearing a coating of mud and a white towel fashioned into a turban. You now see through the mud to her distinctive angular face. She is indeed the Blue Elf.
<span class="dblue">“What is it Sienna?”</span> the woman says, dryly. <span class="dblue">“I am attempting to relax.”</span>
<span class="green">“There's some bad shit going down tonight. Do you have a part in it?”</span>
<span class="dblue">“My days of partaking in bad shit are well behind me. And if that was an offer, I am not interested. Please leave me be.”</span>
<span class="green">“Ain't gonna happen. We've got some more questions for you.”</span>
Blue Elf sighs. She then crawls out of the tub. Her wiry body is coated in a thin layer of shiny, brown goop and other than her headdress, that is all she wears. She walks to a shower in the room leaving a trail of muddy footprints. Her movements are slow and decisive, a contrast to the speed and flair the villainess is known for.
The towel is discarded to reveal a blue fringe and shaved back and sides. She washes the mud off herself to reveal a body tattooed to saturation with blue runes. The body is pert and youthful, so much younger than her true age, but she carries herself with the weariness of a retired soldier who has endured a lifetime of defeats.
<span class="dblue">“So, you've already ruined my peaceful day, where are these questions?”</span>
<<display "sWelf_diag">><<if $sWelf3 eq 0>>[[“Someone is going to set off bombs all around the city tonight. Are you behind it?”->sWelf3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWelf4 eq 0>>[[“You swore vengeance on Pinnacle City.”->sWelf4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWelf5 eq 0>>[[“Will you help us save the city?”->sWelf5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWelf3 eq 1 and $sWelf4 eq 1 and $sWelf5 eq 1>>[[“Who do you think would be behind the plan?”->sWelf6]]<</if>>\<span class="dblue">“No.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Do you know who is?”</span>
<span class="dblue">“No.”</span>
<<set $sWelf3 = 1>>
<<display "sWelf_diag">><span class="dblue">“I did. Many years ago. But did that vengeance ever come to be?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Not until tonight.”</span>
Blue Elf shakes her head. <span class="dblue">“Young man, let me tell you something about myself. I have spent a lifetime fighting against corrupt and bigoted governments and their heroes for hire. From ''Amphitrite'' to her daughter the Weather Bitch, I've traded blows with them all.”</span>
She finishes washing, dries herself off, and discards the towel. She sits on the edge of a bath. When she notices you leering at her body she spreads her knees apart and scowls at you contemptuously.
<span class="dblue">“I have learnt much in that time, but the hardest lesson only came a few years ago when I attempted to rid the world of a tyrant and poor Vector became an unintended sacrifice. I expected the people to stand up and shout, 'why did our beloved pink princess have to die? That bomb was meant for the evil minister!' But they didn't. They blamed me instead.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Because you built the bomb. Of course you were to blame.” </span>
<span class="dblue">“I can see you are one of the sheep, content to be enslaved and herded to your slaughter by a cruel shepherd. Like so many of the super-powered, you will never consent to a revolution. No matter how large the reward, no matter how small the price. That's what I realised. I have lost hope in gaining any substantial support of the populace for my cause, and so I have retired from my so-called super-villainy and accept my inconsequential role in this unjust world.”</span>
<<set $sWelf4 = 1>>
<<display "sWelf_diag">><span class="dblue">“I have a prior commitment.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What commitment?”</span>
<span class="dblue">“I have an appointment to have my cunt ravaged by a horde of super-powered supermodels. They will not reschedule, so you will not convince me to cancel.”</span>
<<set $sWelf5 = 1>>
<<display "sWelf_diag">><span class="dblue">“There is no shortage of people who hold a grudge against Pinnacle City, and most have good reason. I couldn't possibly name them all.” </span>
<span class="brown">“I'm going to describe what the explosion will look like. It's quite a peculiar phenomenon, maybe you will recognise it.” </span>
<span class="dblue">“Very well.”</span>
<span class="brown">“They're like orange waves that flow through the air. They then turn into balls, and then explode.”</span>
<span class="dblue">“Similar to the one behind you?”</span>
You turn around. Oh shit.
<span class="green">"What the fuck?"</span>
<span class="pink">“I'll never forgive that woman for what she did, but I don't think she's behind this."</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span><span class="olive">“That's the men's change room Candice. The women's room is over this way.”</span> Brainbox then whispers to you, <span class="olive">“Going in there will certainly cause a scene. Remember to stay in character.”</span>
[[Return to the hallway.->sBnw]]She only offers a feeble resistance as you pull her through the doorway.
Inside, two men wearing black overalls are conversing.
“What the hell am I doing fixing toilets anyway?” the tall one says to the shorter. “I'm an electrical engineer, not a plumber. I should be finishing my work on the new swipe-card security system.”
“Shh! Don't complain. We get paid well enough to obediently do anything that is asked of us, just be glad that it's plumbing and not corpse disposal.”
“Why are you whispering? Nobody else is here, and if the boss bugged this place I would know about it.”
“If you value your health you should be as cautious as I am, you don't know half the shit that goes down in this place. The boss already hates men so don't give her an excuse to take her wrath out on you.”
“Whatever. I'm going to wash this filth off me. I'll meet you back in the workroom.”
The short man leaves the changing room and the tall one heads for the showers, leaving his work gear behind.
<<display "sWmens_op">><span class="lblue">“No. We're only going to watch and listen, no talking to people.”</span>
<<set $sWmens3 = 1>>
<<display "sWmens_op">>Amongst the work tools is as small notebook filled with electrical diagrams indecipherable to you. You can only find one page with a full sentence written in plain English. It reads, //“Sever all but malachite and jet and the gatekeepers shall let thee pass.”//
It's either deliberately cryptic or just a quote from an obscure fantasy novel.
<<set $sWmens4 = 1>>
<<display "sWmens_op">>
<<if $sWmens3 eq 0>>[[“Should we talk to him? He probably has some good inside information on this place.”->sWmens3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWmens4 eq 0>>[[Look through the man's belongings.->sWmens4]]
<</if>>\
[[Return to the hallway.->sWnw]]A closed door is signposted with “Premium Client Area: Solarium, Lounge, Massage, Salon.” The door is blocked by a large, burly man.
<span class="brown">“Do you think that we can get through that door?”</span>
<span class="lblue">“No, he's standing right in front of it.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Maybe we can distract him somehow, get him to move.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“We shouldn't be taking unnecessary risks, and we have to keep a low profile. I don't think that we need to go through to there anyway.”</span>
Weather Woman told you that Whisper is in charge, so it looks like you're going to have to obey her orders.
[[Try to sneak through the door.->sWne2]]
[[Return west.->sWnw]]<<if $sWsw eq 0>>\
A crowd of women marches down the hall in the opposite direction, they're going to run straight into you.
You push Whisper out of the way, sandwiching her between you and the cold, stone wall. You feel her rapidly heaving chest pressing against yours, her hard nipples poking you. Are they hard because of the chilly temperature, or is she excited?
The gaggle files through, yammering gossip to one another in unnecessary high volume. A busty woman with swinging arms brushes her hand across your invisible butt. Your reflexes try to move your pelvis to avoid further contact, but the only place for it to go is thrusting into Whisper's crotch.
<span class="lblue">“Eeep!”</span>
The woman looks around to see what she felt, and perhaps the source of the whimper she may have heard, but sees nothing and walks on.
“What makes you think he's even interested in me, Jenny?” the woman asks her friend.
“Why wouldn't he be, Stacey? Just look at your tits.” Jenny tugs on Stacey's towel and Stacey's tits bounce out. The entire group laughs raucously.
“Stop that!” Stacey pulls up her towel to cover her front, but exposes her rear. You watch her plump, bare ass wiggle its way down the hall.
Your cock slowly rises, sliding up Whisper's thigh. Whisper winces. <span class="brown">“Shh,”</span> you say to her and try to hold her still. Her hair lashes your face. She is shaking her head. How much more of this can she take before she screams?
Soon, you are alone in the hallway again and you relax away from the wall. Whisper's fist feebly pounds your chest.
<span class="lblue">“Why can't you control yourself?” </span>
<span class="brown">“When your tits are pressed up against me, it's not that easy.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“This is important, Flashback. Try to be professional.”</span>
<<set $sWsw = 1>>
[[Continue walking.->sWsw]]
<<else>>\
<<display "sSouthWest">>
[[Visit the sauna.->sWsauna1]]
[[Visit the mudbaths.->sWmud1]]
[[Check out the doorway.->sWdoor1]]
[[Walk north.->sWnw]]
<</if>>
A closed door is signposted with “Premium Client Area: Solarium, Lounge, Massage, Salon.” The door is blocked by a large, burly man.
<span class="brown">“Are we allowed in there?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I don't think so, but we can check.”</span>
You stride to the door as if you belonged on the other side of it.
“Your pass, please,” the man says, blocking your path.
<span class="brown">“Um, I think that we have misplaced our passes.”</span>
“There is no entry without a pass. Please enjoy the facilities of the Basic Membership Area.”
You backtrack down the corridor.
<span class="olive">“I doubt there's anything important down there anyway.”</span>
[[Attack the guard and go through the door.->sBne2]]
[[Return west.->sBnw]]<<display "sSouthWest">>
[[Visit the sauna.->sBsauna1]]
[[Visit the mudbaths.->sBmud1]]
[[Check out the doorway.->sBdoor1]]
[[Walk north.->sBnw]]Signs point to rooms supplying various specialised treatments. The occasional staff member dressed in black passes, but you don't attract any unwanted attention.
Down a thin corridor you can see an inconspicuous doorway that looks like it is only intended to be used by staff.<<if $sauna eq 1>>\
<span class="lblue">"We've already been here, Flashback. We can't afford to waste any more time."</span>
<<else>>\
<<display "sauna">>
<<set $sauna = 1>>
[[Follow her.->sWsauna2]]<</if>>
[[Return to the hallway.->sWsw]]<<if $mud eq 1>>\
<span class="lblue">"We've already been here, Flashback. We can't afford to waste any more time."</span>
<<else>>\
<<display "mud">>
<<set $mud = 1>>
[[Sit in the bath next to her.->sWmud2]]<</if>>
[[Return to the hallway.->sWsw]]<span class="brown">"Look at this door. It might lead somewhere important."</span>
<span class="lblue">"You need a special swipe card to open it. Are you carrying one?"</span>
<span class="brown">"I think you know that I'm not carrying anything."</span>
[[Return to the main hallway.->sWsw]]
<<if $sauna eq 1>>\
<span class="olive">"Flashback, we have already investigated this area. Time is too precious for us to spend it by repeatedly retracing our steps."</span>
<<else>>\
<<display "sauna">>
<<set $sauna eq 1>>
[[Follow her.->sBsauna2]]<</if>>
[[Return to the hallway.->sBsw]]<<if $mud eq 1>>\
<span class="olive">"Flashback, we have already investigated this area. Time is too precious for us to spend it by repeatedly retracing our steps."</span>
<<else>>\
<<display "mud">>
<<set $mud = 1>>
[[Sit in the bath next to her.->sBmud2]]<</if>>
[[Return to the corridor.->sBsw]]<<if $sWires eq 0>>
There is a steel door signed “Staff Only: No Entry” and locked by a swipe-card system.
<span class="brown">“Brainbox... I mean Candice, do you think you can get us through that door?”</span>
<span class="olive">“You're Candice. I'm Tessa. I might be able to crack the lock, keep a lookout while I try.”</span>
With her fingernails Brainbox unscrews a panel on the wall. The innards of the circuitry spew out. She presses, pulls and plugs at wires and buttons with lightning speed.
<span class="olive">“I have solved this problem as much as my present knowledge of this system will allow.”</span> She tilts a circuit board towards you, it has many connected wires. <span class="olive">“If we disengage the correct wires, and I am ignorant as to which and how many wires are the correct ones, we will be one button-press away from opening this door. Your selection will have an equal probability of success to mine, so you may choose. Which wires should I cut?”</span>
<<set $sWires = 1>>
<<display sWires>>
<<else>>\
<span class="olive">"I destroyed the lock. There is no getting through that door now."</span>
[[Move away from the door.->sBsw]]
<</if>><<if $sWiresRed eq 0>>[[Cut the red wire.->sWiresRed]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWiresBlack eq 0>>[[Cut the black wire.->sWiresBlack]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWiresYellow eq 0>>[[Cut the yellow wire.->sWiresYellow]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWiresGreen eq 0>>[[Cut the green wire.->sWiresGreen]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWiresWhite eq 0>>[[Cut the white wire.->sWiresWhite]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWiresBlue eq 0>>[[Cut the blue wire.->sWiresBlue]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWiresRed eq 0 or $sWiresBlack eq 0 or $sWiresYellow eq 0 or $sWiresGreen eq 0 or $sWiresWhite eq 0 or $sWiresBlue eq 0>>[[Cut all the wires.->sWiresAll]]
<</if>>\
[[Don't cut any more wires.->sWires2]]Brainbox pulls out the red wire.
<<set $sWiresRed = 1>>
<<display sWires>>Brainbox pulls out the black wire.
<<set $sWiresBlack = 1>>
<<display sWires>>Brainbox pulls out the yellow wire.
<<set $sWiresYellow = 1>>
<<display sWires>>Brainbox pulls out the green wire.
<<set $sWiresGreen = 1>>
<<display sWires>>Brainbox pulls out the white wire.
<<set $sWiresWhite = 1>>
<<display sWires>>Brainbox pulls out the blue wire.
<<set $sWiresBlue = 1>>
<<display sWires>>Brainbox pulls out all the wires.
<<set $sWiresYellow = 1>>
<<display sWires2>><<if $sWiresYellow eq 1 and $sWiresBlue eq 1 and $sWiresRed eq 1 and $sWiresWhite eq 1 and $sWiresGreen eq 0 and $sWiresBlack eq 0>>\
You hear two short beeps.
<span class="olive">“It opened!”</span>
[[Walk through the door.->sWires3]]
<<else>>\
<span class="olive">“If you have a god, now is the time to pray to him.”</span>
Brainbox pushes a button. Sparks fly.
<span class="brown">“I take it that I guessed poorly.”</span>
<span class="olive">“Yes you did. Now not us nor anyone else is going to get through that door until a properly qualified labourer repairs the damage I have inflicted.”</span>
[[Move away from the door.->sBsw]]
<</if>>You find yourself in a corridor facing an elevator. Down the hall to your right are two armed guards who are fortunately facing away from you. Brainbox walks into the elevator and you follow. She immediately opens a panel and pulls apart more circuitry.
<span class="brown">“Not another security system.”</span>
<span class="olive">“This one is not an impediment, I am most familiar with this arrangement of circuitry and I will have us moving right.... now.”</span>
The elevator doors close and the box descends. It descends for too long a time, you were already on the ground floor, how much farther down can you possibly go?
The contraption dings and doors open.
[[Enter the room.->B_lair1]] <<display "lair">>
<span class="olive">“What a marvellous room,”</span> says Brainbox, analysing the roof and walls. <span class="olive">“It's not just a hideout, it's a bomb shelter. This design would make it impervious to both nuclear attack and psychic assault.”</span>
<span class="brown">“So when the bombs go off tonight, there's a chance that this room might be safe?”</span>
<span class="olive">“From the information you have given me, no. But those responsible might believe otherwise. Watch the elevator, I'm going to look around.”</span>
Brainbox sits herself in front of a pair of computers, pattering her fingers on both keyboards at once.
<span class="olive">“I've hacked my way into the first one.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Found anything relevant?”</span>
<span class="olive">“Not yet, but if it's there I'll find it.”</span>
Her entire focus is on the screens. Yours is split between her and the elevator door. A voice from behind startles you.
<span class="ice">“Tessa. Candice. Whatever are you doing down here? This place in not for guests.”</span>
Her skin is white with a slight tinge of blue, her hair the same. She wears a translucent bra, thong and stilettos made of ice, brought into being through her cryogenic powers. She must have come in down that ladder behind her.
It's Hoarfrost. She stares at you, waiting for her question's answer.
[[“Um. We kind of got a little lost.”->B_lair2a]]
[[“Cool base you have here.”->B_lair2b]]The room is expansive. It is also cold. Your breath turns to fog as it leaves you.
One table is piled high with cash. You can only speculate upon what the multiple safes you see might contain. Another table is spread with building floor plans and photographs of banks and public buildings. Plans for the next heist, you presume. A wall is papered with television screens feeding the various cable news broadcasts as well as security vision of the front entrance and reception.<span class="ice">“The guards above would surely have turned you away. How did you get in?”</span>
<<display "B_lair3">><span class="ice">“I do enjoy a reduced temperature, yes. But how did you get in?”</span>
<<display "B_lair3">>She speaks with a calm eloquence but her words are prying. She's on to you, and you can't help but show your nervousness.
<span class="olive">“Yeah, you're right,”</span> says Brainbox under the guise of Tessa Taylor. <span class="olive">“We shouldn't be down here. We'll leave you to whatever you do down here.”</span>
Brainbox gets up and makes a fast walk to the elevator, a twitch of her head signals for you to follow her.
<span class="ice">“I think you shan't.”</span>
A sweep of Hoarfrost's hand sends out a frosty vortex. Brainbox is unable to take another step, her feet trapped in ice. With another wave she immobilises you the same way, then she targets your hands and Brainbox's hands, cuffing them with ice. Your towels fall to the ground and you are now only clothed by a holographic projection.
Tessa Taylor's skin starts to glitch, and then disappears, revealing a naked Brainbox. You look down at yourself and see your cock, shrunk to an embarrassingly small size by the cold.
<span class="olive">“Curses. I should have designed these devices to be cryoresistant.”</span>
<span class="ice">“Brainbox.”</span> Hoarfrost could not have said the word more contemptuously. <span class="ice">“What are you attempting to steal from me this time, you thief?”</span>
<span class="olive">“You are calling me a thief? Where did all that money on the table come from?”</span>
<span class="ice">“From efficiently managing a profitable business. But you, girl, did indeed steal something precious from me, and unless you have come to return her, you will soon pay for your crime.”</span>
Hoarfrost is now holding a serrated icicle to Brainbox's throat.
<span class="brown">“Whatever Brainbox stole, she can return it. There's no need for violence.” </span>
<span class="olive">“No I cannot. Or rather, I will not. She will never return to the depraved life she had as Hoarfrost's slave.”</span>
<span class="ice">“''Libida'' enjoyed every moment of her life in my service. She did exactly what she was built to do, bringing pleasure and fulfilment to men and women. Look what you have her do. She stands bored on the ground floor of Stacked Tower spouting embellished stories about your fellow do-gooders and lies about myself, my friends and my colleagues. Is that a satisfying life for her to live?”</span>
<span class="olive">“She has never been more content, and her name is no longer ''Libida''.”</span>
<span class="ice">“As I have heard.”</span> Hoarfrost sighs. <span class="ice">“Tell, me, does she even remember her own name?”</span>
<span class="olive">“I truly hope that she does not.”</span>
[[“Hoarfrost, whatever you are planning tonight, don't go through with it.”->B_lair4]]<span class="ice">“So, you know of my plans.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I do. I have to warn you, it's not going to end well for anyone.”</span>
<span class="ice">“I will take my chances, I am not adverse to risk, and it is far too late to cancel my birthday celebrations.”</span>
Brainbox pipes in, <span class="olive">“Hoarfrost, listen to him. What you intend to do is evil and--”</span>
Hoarfrost's arm becomes a frozen mace and smashes into Brainbox's face. <span class="ice">“I will hear no moral judgement from you, thief.”</span>
Brainbox is bleeding and barely conscious.
<span class="ice">“Our reunion has been most enjoyable, Brainbox, but my birthday guests are waiting for me and I am being a terribly inconsiderate host.”</span>
Brainbox takes one more shot at reaching out to her. <span class="olive">“Hoarfrost, I regret all the animosity between us, I truly do, but-”</span>
Hoarfrost drives a frozen spear into Brainbox's belly. She holds it there until her victim's skin fades to a snow white and all life drains from Brainbox's eyes. She calmly releases her grip.
<span class="ice">“Relax for a few hours, young man. I have an important event to attend at this moment. I will return.”</span>
Hoarfrost exits via the elevator.
You are left with nothing to do but feel your limbs numb and stare at Brainbox's white corpse. When the room fills with orange light, you feel only relief.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|B_death]]//</span>There once was a hero named Flashback
To whom dying was barely a drawback
It would all turn out fine
'Cos he would go back in time
To receive extra blowjobs bareback
<span class="dbrown">[[Continue.->Act2_repeat]]</span>There are four tubs filled with brown mud. One also contains a woman.
Her eyes are closed and her angular face and all her skin is caked with the mineral-enriched mud. A white cloth hides her hair and her bony arms rest on the edges of the tub. Everything below her shoulders is beneath the opaque surface of the slop and hidden from your view.<span class="brown">"I'm going to talk to her,"</span> you tell Whisper.
<span class="lblue">"No, we're just here to watch and listen."</span>
<span class="brown">"She's alone. There's not going to be anything to listen to if we don't get her talking. It will all work out. I promise."</span>
You reach to gently touch her cheek.
<span class="lblue">"Ouch!"</span>
You hit her eye instead.
<span class="brown">"Sorry about that."</span>
You release from Whisper's touch and reappear.
You sink naked into the tub. You spread the brown goop over your arms and on your face, doubting that it will impart any real benefit upon your skin.
The woman remains passive and does not acknowledge your existence. She knows you're there, you can tell by the subtle twitches of her facial muscles. She is listening intently to every small sound you make.
[[“Hi there. Do you come here often?”->sWmud3]]
[[“Do you have any exciting plans for tonight?”->sWmud3]]
[[“This mud is making me feel so dirty.”->sWmud3]]She opens her cold, blue eyes and stares into you. She adjusts herself from reclining to upright and leans in towards you, then she submerges her hand into your tub and it finds your cock. She starts tugging. Her eyes are locked with yours, her face expressionless but for a slight hint of suppressed hate. Her round breasts seem too large for her ultra-thin frame and wobble with the jerking of her arm.
This is weird, but it's already been a very weird day, so you decide to just roll with it. You focus on her jiggling, shiny-brown breasts. They dance inches from your face and you want to lick that mud clean off them. Your body shudders and your cum mixes in with the mud.
The woman releases her grip from your cock and reclines back in her bath to how she was before.
<span class="dblue">“That was to bring your hormones back down to a stable baseline. Now you may relax in the bath without having any more desire to fuck me. I expect you to do so or leave. I will not tolerate any more harassment.”</span>
She gave you a hand job so you would leave her alone? If only all women dealt with unwanted solicitations this way.
[[“So, What's your name?”->sWmud4]]
[[Leave the tub.->sWmud5]]Her eyes open again and she sits up. Her mouth opens and she inhales deeply. She aims her vocals towards the door; she is about to holler for security.
<span class="brown">“Okay, okay. I'm going.”</span>
[[Leave the tub.->sWmud5]]You clamber your way out of the tub and wash the mud off using a shower in the room.
You head to the exit. Whisper embraces your hand and you disappear. You walk hand-in-hand through the doorway.
[[Return to the hallway.->sWsw]]<span class="brown">"I'm going to talk to her, you keep watch."</span>
Brainbox gives a single nod.
You take off your towel and sink into the tub. You spread the brown goop over your arms and on your face, doubting that it will impart any real benefit upon your skin.
The woman remains passive and does not acknowledge your existence. She knows your there, you can tell by the subtle twitches of her facial muscles. She is listening intently to every small sound you make.
[[“Hi there. Do you come here often?”->sBmud3]]
[[“Do you have any exciting plans for tonight?”->sBmud3]]
[[“This mud is making me feel so dirty.”->sBmud3]]She opens her cold, blue eyes and stares into you.
<span class="dblue">“Who are you?”</span> she says aggressively.
<span class="brown">“I'm Candice, nice to meet you. And your name is?”</span>
<span class="dblue">“Who are you really, and why do you pretend to be a woman?”</span>
How does she know? In panicked thought you try to decide whether to admit the truth or maintain the lie.
<span class="dblue">“Don't try to fool me. I can hear your real voice behind that one your computer is speaking, and I can see your face behind that mask.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I'm not... I didn't mean to offend you. Sometimes I just like to spend the day as a woman.”</span>
<span class="dblue">“You are still lying to me. You would be very wise to remove yourself from my sight.”</span>
[[“So, What's your name?”->sBmud4]]
[[Leave the tub->sBmud5]]Her eyes open again and she sits up. Her mouth opens and she inhales deeply. She aims her vocals towards the door; she is about to holler for security.
<span class="brown">“Okay, okay. I'm going.”</span>
[[Leave the tub->sBmud5]]You clamber your way out of the tub and wash the mud off using a shower in the room. You wrap yourself with a towel and leave the mystery woman alone.
[[Return to the hallway.->sBsw]]A woman of white hair and skin opens the door to the sauna. It is ''Hoarfrost''. This is suspicious. Not merely because due to Hoarfrost's villainous history everything she does is suspicious, but because the hot sauna could not possibly be a comfortable environment for a creature that maintains a sub-zero body temperature.
The straps of her ice bikini melts as soon as the wave of heat hits her and her attire shatters on the ground. She shuts the door behind her.<span class="brown">“She might know something,”</span> you say to Whisper. <span class="brown">“I'm going in to talk to her.”</span>
<span class="lblue">“But you're not supposed to be seen.”</span>
<span class="brown">“This might be the person we're after. We have no choice.”</span>
You let go of Whisper's hand and wrap a towel around your waist. There seems to be piles of white towels in every room of this building.
You enter the sauna and feel the intense, dry heat, but surprisingly, you are alone. Where did the woman go?
[[Look around.->sWsauna3]]There isn't that much to look at. It is a small room with some wooden benches to sit on, and an electric stove with a dial for a thermostat, but no Hoarfrost. Perhaps she melted away.
The door opens behind you. Your first thought is that it's <<print "$Choice">>, but it is something much larger.
An enormous woman steps heavily and squeezes through the door. She holds a towel in front of her crotch, she obviously couldn't find one that meets her girth. It's ''Sumo''. This woman is muscle-for-hire, willing to inflict any degree of violence on her employer's victims for low, low prices. Words can't express how intimidating this woman is. Her reputation alone is frightening and she has perhaps eight or twelve times your bodyweight. Her flesh cascades in roll upon roll and you reckon you could hide a watermelon under each of her sagging bare breasts.
She looks at you, giving you a grunt and a nod, before sitting on a bench. The wood creaks and bends under her. She turns the thermostat to her preferred temperature and slumps back, staring at you. She has now blocked the only exit.
<<display "sumo_diag">><<if $sumo_1a eq 0>>[["“Hi Sumo, I'm " + $name + ".”"->sumo_1a]]
<<elseif $sumo_1b eq 0>>[[“Do you come here often?”->sumo_1b]]
<<elseif $sumo_1c eq 0>>[[“This is my first time here.”->sumo_1c]]
<<elseif $sumo_1d eq 0>>[[“I've heard a rumour that something special is happening tonight. Do you know anything about that?”->sumo_1d]]
<<elseif $sumo_1e eq 0>>[[“It's pretty hot in here, isn't it?”->sumo_1e]]
<<elseif $sumo_1f eq 0>>[[“There's nothing quite as relaxing as a good sauna.”->sumo_1f]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sumo_1g eq 0>>[[Ask Sumo if you may leave.->sumo_1g]]
<</if>>\
[[Wait for Sumo to leave.->sumo_2]]
[[Try to exit.->sumo_1h]]<<display "sumo_grunt">> greetings.
<<set $sumo_1a = 1>>
<<display "sumo_diag">>
<<display "sumo_grunt">> small talk.
<<set $sumo_1b = 1>>
<<display "sumo_diag">>
<<display "sumo_grunt">> you.
<<set $sumo_1c = 1>>
<<display "sumo_diag">><<display "sumo_grunt">> your questions.
<<set $sumo_1d = 1>>
<<display "sumo_diag">><<display "sumo_grunt">> the temperature.
<<set $sumo_1e = 1>>
<<display "sumo_diag">><<display "sumo_grunt">> your observations.
<<set $sumo_1f = 1>>
<<display "sumo_diag">><span class="brown">“Um, excuse me, Sumo. I'm a big fan. I think I've sweated enough today so I was wondering if I might be able to squeeze past and get to the door?”</span>
<span class="flesh2">“Hmmph,”</span> grunts Sumo. It may be a 'no', or perhaps she doesn't understand.
<<set $sumo_1g = 1>>
<<display "sumo_diag">>She has to leave sometime, then you will have the sauna to yourself again. Shit it's hot in here, what temperature did she set it to?
Since Sumo is not making conversation, you will have to find some other way to pass the time.
[[Think about Pinnacle City's impending doom.->sumo_3a]]
<<if $Choice eq "Whisper">>[[Think about Whisper.->sumo_3b]]<<else>>[[Think about Brainbox.->sumo_3c]]<</if>>
[[Think about the Rapture Day Spa.->sumo_3d]]<span class="brown">“Ah, Sumo. Don't mind me, I'm just going to shuffle past and go through the door.”</span>
There's no way out without pressing flesh with her. The moment you do, her hand slaps down on your head, fingers wrapping around your skull. She tosses you back to your corner. You find that you can no longer feel your arms and legs, and then realise that you are no longer breathing.
<<if $Choice eq "Whisper">><span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span>
<<else>><span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|B_death]]//</span><</if>><span class="flesh2">“Hmmph,”</span> grunts Sumo. She continues to stare at you contemptuously.
She doesn't seem to be interested in<span class="brown">//All I can think about is a clock ticking away, counting down until the bell tolls for the city's destruction. If anyone is depending on me to save the day, they're going to be pretty disappointed. Then soon after they will be dead.//</span>
You continue to mull over your incompetencies, <<display "sumo_death">><span class="brown">//Whisper will find a way to save me, right? She saw Sumo come in, she has to know that I'm in trouble. But then maybe she doesn't really have what it takes to be a real super-hero. In that case we would be a perfect match.
She is a great girl, though. It's strange, I've fucked her and run around town stark naked with her and I still haven't seen her nude body. Maybe the next time I repeat this day I'll fuck her again, that was an enjoyable moment and worth reliving. Feeling those small tits take me back to my high school days, and that bare pussy is fantastic to munch on. No hair stuck between my teeth after dining on that.//</span>
You open your eyes from your daydream to see Sumo still staring at you, but now her eyes fall a little lower. You can tell why, thinking about Whisper has turned your towel into a pitched tent.
Sumo smiles at you. She takes her towel off her crotch and parts her legs. Whatever lies between them is still hidden by her overflowing gut. She gives a flick of her hand to gesture you to her. Sumo must think her womanly blobness is responsible for your erection.
[[Accept her invitation.->sumo_4a]]
[[Decline her invitation.->sumo_4b]]<span class="brown">//This place isn't too bad. There are a wide range of facilities, everything is very clean, and there are a lot of almost-naked women walking around. If I actually live through this I might think about joining. It probably costs more than I could possibly afford, though.//</span>
You try to relax in the sauna, <<display "sumo_death">>feeling thirsty all the while. You feel dizzy and decide that it might be a better to lie on the floor where it will be a little cooler. As soon as you try to move you collapse.
You hope that Sumo cares enough to try and revive you.
<span class="pink">“Fat chance of that happening.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Whisper">><span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span>
<<else>><span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|B_death]]//</span><</if>>So you have committed yourself to sex with Sumo. The thought of climbing this mountain is just plain scary. Although you do not lack for size, after your cock fights its way through her outer blubber there isn't going to be much left for her cunt.
You decide to postpone your spelunking adventure and start with her tits. You reach for them, then reach into them. Her flesh isn't like regular people meat, they envelop your hands like quicksand.
Sumo grunts and clasps your forearm with her giant hand. She forces it down between her flabby thighs. Somewhere in there you will have to find a pussy.
[[Keep searching.->sumo_5]]<span class="brown">“Oh, no thank you, Sumo. This is just a medical problem I have. Something to do with blood pressure.”</span>
Sumo gestures you toward her again, this time authoritatively.
You turn your head away from her and hope that if you ignore her, she will soon ignore you.
She doesn't. She wrenches herself to her feet and thumps towards you. You raise your hands, palms facing her in surrender.
<span class="brown">“No, please. Don't take it personall--”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span>You feel hair and you know that you are close. Your fingers find moisture and you know you are there. Two fingers make it inside and you set them to wiggle.
Sumo reacts positively, she feels the tingle. She then bellows, <span class="flesh2">“More Power!”</span> and jams your entire hand into her pussy.
With a clenched fist you push back and forth. Sumo's breathing is hoarse and heavy, but that's normal for her. She only appears to be moderately stimulated.
<span class="flesh2">“More power!”</span> she says again and shoves your outer hand inside. Your face slams into her wet, sweaty belly. You alternate your arms as if you were pummelling away at a punching bag, each thrust and pull accompanied by a slosh or a squelch.
<span class="flesh2">“Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhggg,”</span> Sumo moans in orgasm. Each roll of her flesh jiggles to its own rhythm. You withdraw your arms from her pussy, they are now covered in a thick mucus that slowly drips on to the floor.
In a drawn out exhalation Sumo says, <span class="flesh2">“Good boy.”</span> She collects her towel and waddles out of the sauna.
[[Explore the sauna some more.->sumo_6]]
[[Exit the sauna.->sumo_7]]You still can't figure out what happened to Hoarfrost.
There is a dial that controls the temperature of the sauna. It is current set to 60ºC, and can be set to temperatures from a warm 30ºC to a lethal 100ºC.
<<display "temp">><span class="lblue">"You were in there a long time with her. What happened?"</span>
<span class="brown">"I would rather not talk about it."</span>
Whisper holds your hand and you disappear.
[[Return to the hallway.->sWsw]][[Set temperature to 30ºC->temp30]]
[[Set temperature to 40ºC->temp40]]
[[Set temperature to 50ºC->temp50]]
[[Set temperature to 60ºC->temp60]]
[[Set temperature to 70ºC->temp70]]
[[Set temperature to 80ºC->temp80]]
[[Set temperature to 90ºC->temp90]]
[[Set temperature to 100ºC->temp100]]
[[Exit the sauna.->sumo_7]]<<if $tempwin eq 3>>\
You hear a click from behind you. A wall has shifted slightly. It's a secret door leading to a hidden passage. You open the entrance door of the sauna.
<span class="brown">“Whisper, get over here, I've found something,”</span> you say, hoping that she is still around.
<span class="lblue">“Where do you think it leads?”</span> Whisper's voice comes from closer than anticipated.
<span class="brown">“There's only one way to find out.”</span>
[[Explore the passage.->sWsauna4]]
<<else>>\
You opt for a temperature of 30ºC. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<set $tempwin = 0>>
<<display "temp">>
<</if>><<set $tempwin = 0>>\
You opt for a temperature of 40ºC. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<display "temp">><<set $tempwin = 1>>\
You opt for a temperature of 50ºC. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<display "temp">><<set $tempwin = 0>>\
You opt for a temperature of 60ºC. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<display "temp">><<set $tempwin = 0>>\
You opt for a temperature of 70ºC C. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<display "temp">><<set $tempwin = 0>>\
You opt for a temperature of 80ºC. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<display "temp">><<if $tempwin eq 2>><<set $tempwin = 3>><<else>><<set $tempwin = 0>><</if>>\
You opt for a temperature of 90ºC. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<display "temp">><<if $tempwin eq 1>><<set $tempwin = 2>><<else>><<set $tempwin = 0>><</if>>\
You opt for a temperature of 100ºC. It will take some time for the room to adjust to your selection.
<<display "temp">>You climb down a ladder, descending several floors. Whisper is above you, still maintaining her invisibility. Your towel comes loose and drops to the depths below.
<<display "lair">>
As you crouch to pick up your towel an icy voice freezes your action.
<span class="ice">“Leave it right there. You lost that in my home, now it is mine.”</span>
A chair swivels around to reveal Hoarfrost, fingers of one hand pressed against their counterparts on the other. A classic villain's pose.
You abandon your towel and your modesty and confidently approach Hoarfrost.
[[Seduce Hoarfrost.->sWsauna5a]]
[[Threaten Hoarfrost.->sWsauna5b]]<span class="brown">“You look like you need a good man to warm you up a little. I think--”</span>
<<display "sWsauna6">><span class="brown">“Listen Hoarfrost. You have been running riot in this town for far too long. That ends today. You're going to--”</span>
<<display "sWsauna6">>A sharp icicle conjured at your throat intimidates you into silence. You dare not move anything but your eyes as a frozen scaffold has formed around you, sharp spikes pointing inwards and pressing against your skin. You believe that one may have drawn blood.
Hoarfrost looks at you with contempt. <span class="ice">“What on Earth made you think that you could come down here alone and...”</span> She looks into space, <span class="ice">“But you are not here alone are you? There is too much warmth--”</span>
A chair that was levitating behind her crashes into Hoarfrost's head. A spray of hail stones launches from her body. Hoarfrost keels over then swings her arm back behind her. As it travels it transforms into a giant club of ice that strikes thin air and shatters.
The shattering is accompanied by Whisper's scream. She reappears, naked on the ground and clutching her head.
<span class="ice">“I'm //so// sorry dear,”</span> says Hoarfrost in a malevolent yet motherly voice. <span class="ice">“If I had known that you were but a sweet little girl, I would not have been so violent.”</span>
Hoarfrost reaches out her hand to help Whisper up but Whisper shrinks back. Given how fearful she is you admire her bravery for attacking Hoarfrost. <span class="lblue">“I don't want your help,”</span> says Whisper, shivering with both cold and fear. <span class="lblue">“I want your surrender.”</span>
<span class="ice">“Surrender? Oh, I recognise you now. You are that new mercenary for Stacked Justice. Weather Woman and her ilk tell //so// many lies about me, you //mustn't// believe what they say.”</span>
Hoarfrost crouches down to Whisper's level, reaching out her hand again. Whisper is looking to you for help, but you're trapped and couldn't even speak without cutting your throat on the barbs of your cage.
<span class="ice">“You're such a frightened kitten.”</span> Her tone and manner is mesmerising. <span class="ice">“But I know what kittens like.”</span> She gently brushes Whisper's cheek, then runs her fingers through her long hair. Seductively, she then softly pouts and gently kisses Whisper's lips. Whisper appears hypnotised. She accepts Hoarfrost's hand and they both rise to their feet.
<span class="ice">“I don't think you should associate with those people at Stacked Justice any more, they're not good for you. All sweet, talented little girls have a home here.”</span> She then turns to you. <span class="ice">“Men on the other hand, I have no use for at all.”</span>
The spikes turn to spears and pierce through your body. You hear the synchronous scream of two women. Neither voice belongs to Hoarfrost.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span><span class="brown">"Did you see that? That was Hoarfrost. We have to follow her."</span>
<span class="olive">"Blindly following that woman into a small room would be unnecessarily dangerous."</span>
<span class="brown">"Well we can't ignore her."</span>
<span class="olive">"No we can't. How about this. You go inside and converse with her and gain her trust. After some time, about fifteen minutes, lure her out. By then I would have scrounged up enough materials from around here to lay a trap for her. Refusal of this plan is quite acceptable, it will place you in enormous peril."</span>
<span class="brown">"I'm up for it. If things go pear-shaped I won't stay dead for long." </span>
You enter the sauna and feel the intense, dry heat, but surprisingly, you are alone. Where did the woman go?
[[Look around.->sWsauna3]]<span class="brown">"I don't think we have a choice, one way or another we have to get through that door."</span>
Before Brainbox has a chance to protest, you bound your way to the guard and swing your clenched fist into his jaw.
You hear the sound of breaking bones. Unfortunately, it is your knuckles that have broken.
The guard makes his reply, his hand feels like a bowling ball as it smashes into your face.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|B_death]]//</span><span class="brown">"With or without you, I'm going through." </span>
You find Whisper's mouth and suck out as much saliva as you can. That should keep you invisible long enough.
You let go of Whisper's hand and approach the door. You quietly turn the handle and slowly squeeze between the man and the doorway, trying your best not to touch him.
Unintentionally, you ever so lightly touch your skin with his. His bug-swatting reflex sends the back of his hand into your face.
You feel dizzy.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|W_death]]//</span>Weather Woman sighs. <span class="yellow">“Flashback, your experience might be of some small benefit. I'd like you to tag along with one of the women here.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can I choose someone different this time?”</span>
<span class="yellow">“Huh? What's that supposed to mean? You can choose anyone who will have you. I'm not going to force you on to anyone if they don't want you around.”</span>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">><<set $name = "Chaz">>
<<set $WhispWin = 1>><<set $BrainWin = 1>><<set $HiveWin = 1>><<set $AuraWin = 1>><<set $ChamWin = 0>><<set $KylieWin = 0>>
<<set $MeetWhisp = 0>><<set $MeetBrain = 0>><<set $MeetHive = 0>><<set $MeetAura = 0>><<set $MeetWW = 0>>
<<display "Meeting_Diag">><<display "spa_back">>
<span class="purple">“I think I can see a way in.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Yeah, I can see the door too.” </span>
Hive looks at you incredulously. <span class="purple">“Be serious. There is an open window, that's the entry point.”</span>
The window is on the second floor and only a foot across. It's the kind that doesn't open completely, its only purpose is to provide a little ventilation.
<span class="brown">“What? I can't fit through that small thing, much less climb up there.”</span>
<span class="purple">“You won't have to.” </span>
Hive holds her hands out in front of her, palms facing upwards. Two lumps start to grow and form the shapes of miniature people. They sprout wings and the naked fairies fly up into the air. They sweep a circle around your head then fly through the window.
You don't disturb Hive as she stands in a meditative state and controls her twin daughters.
<span class="purple">“The door's unlocked now and the path is clear. We can go in in now.”</span>
You walk with Hive to the entrance.
<span class="brown">“That's great. What's the plan from here.”</span>
<span class="purple">“We extract pertinent information by any means necessary.”</span>
Hive opens the door and absorbs the fairies back into her body.
[[Go inside.->sHive3]]<<display "spa_back2">>
<span class="purple">“I've found some staff uniforms. We can wear them and try to blend in.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Surely the employees will recognise that we don't work here.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Maybe, maybe not. We can always say that we're new and make a run for it if we get caught out, but it is a risk.”</span>
Hive throws on a black shirt and trousers over her purple costume.
<span class="purple">“Hurry up.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay, okay. I've got to take some clothes off before I can wear these clothes, give me a bit more time.”</span>
You put on a black shirt with short sleeves and shorts that are at least two sizes too small for you.
[[Enter the spa.->sHse]]<<display "spa_back">>
You walk with Aurakul to the door. There is a bell and keypad controlling a coded lock. She rings the bell and a voice answers.
“What do you want?”
<span class="gold">“I cannot open the door.”</span>
“That's because this entry is for staff only. Go around the front.”
<span class="gold">“Will you open the door for me?”</span>
“No. If you don't know the passcode you can't get through this way. Go around the front.”
<span class="gold">“Do you know the passcode?”</span>
“Of course I do, and no, I'm not going to give it to you. Go around the front or get lost.”
The conversation ends there.
<span class="brown">“That didn't work out well,”</span> you say to Aurakul.
<span class="gold">“It worked perfectly,”</span> she says and enters a sequence of numbers into the keypad. <span class="gold">“He spoke the passcode in his mind and I heard it.”</span>
A green light flashes and the door is unlocked.
[[Enter the building.->sAurakul3]]The back of the building doesn't look nearly as nice as the front, but then it only has to impress the staff and delivery men.<<display "spa_back2">>
<span class="gold">“There are servants uniforms here. We should wear them to disguise ourselves.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Good idea.”</span>
You quickly change into a black sleeveless shirt and shorts and stash your street clothes in a cupboard. Aurakul has not yet started to change, and appears to be browsing through clothes as if she were shopping in a boutique.
<span class="brown">“What's the hold-up?”</span>
<span class="gold">“I always choose my attire carefully <<print "$name">> darling. The clothes that I wear are an augmentation of who I am.”</span>
<span class="brown">“But everything is plain black, what's the difference?”</span>
<span class="gold">“There is not merely one hue of black, <<print "$name">>.”</span>
There is no point arguing, it only slows her down further. You wait until she has changed clothes and is ready to go.
[[Enter the spa.->sAse]]You enter the back rooms of the day spa. Bins are filled with dirty laundry and clean towels are stacked on shelves.The eastern moon sets
Dead leaves fly back to their tree
Fuck this day, again
<span class="dbrown">[[Continue.->Act2_repeat]]</span>At least you tried.
<span class="dbrown">[[Continue.->Act2_repeat]]</span><<display "south_east">>
[[Enter the solarium.->Solarium1]]
[[Enter the lounge.->sAlounge]]
[[Head to the elevator.->sAelev1]]
[[Go north.->sAne]]<<display "south_east">>
[[Enter the solarium.->Solarium1]]
[[Enter the lounge.->sHlounge]]
[[Head to the elevator.->sHelev1]]
[[Go north.->sHne]]Here in the south-east corner of the building, robe-clad women scuttle from room to room. They snobbishly avoid contact with you, determined to deny the existence of anyone outside their social class.
To the west, two guards stand at the entrance to a narrow corridor. It looks like there is an elevator at the other end.<<display "north_east">>
[[Enter the salon.->salon1]]
[[Head to the massage rooms.->mass1]]
[[Enter the west wing.->sHnw]]
[[Head south.->sHse]]<<display "north_east">>
[[Head to the massage rooms.->mass1]]
[[Enter the salon.->salon1]]
[[Enter the west wing.->sAnw]]
[[Head south.->sAse]]Here in the north-east corner, women trickle into the salon at a steady rate, and trickle out with sculptured hair and painted nails.
There is a corridor with a sign directing the way to the massage rooms. Loitering underneath it is a woman wearing a fiery red bathrobe.<<if $salon eq 0>><<set $salon = 1>>\
The salon is busy with many women under the hands of hairdressers and manicurists.
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">><span class="purple">“Roam around and ask some questions, but stay away from the staff. They might figure out that we don't belong here.”</span>
<<else>><span class="gold">“Flashback, we will part ways and speak with the clientele.”</span>
<</if>>\
<<print "$Choice">> sets off in one direction and starts mingling with the guests.
A woman on a couch wearing a white robe is waiting for her toenails to dry, her head buried in the latest edition of Tights and Terror Magazine, the choice read of super-villains. You select her for interrogation.
[[Talk to her.->salon2]]
<<else>>\
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
<span class="purple">"The clock's ticking, <<print "$name">>. We don't have the time to go over old ground."</span>
[[Leave the salon.->sHne]]<</if>>\
<<if $Choice eq "Aurakul">>\
<span class="gold">"There is nothing more for us here, <<print "$name">>. We must seek new frontiers."</span>
[[Leave the salon.->sAne]]<</if>>
<<set $salon = 1>>
<</if>><span class="brown">“Good afternoon Miss, is your experience here to your liking?”</span>
You suppose that's the sort of thing a servant here would say.
<span class="blue">“Yep it's heaps good, cheers.”</span>
She barely looks up from her magazine but you recognise her voice.
<span class="brown">“Kylie?”</span> It's Stacked Tower's janitor, hanging out at in a super-villain's lair. <span class="brown">“What are you doing here?”</span>
<<if $KylieWin eq 0>>\
<span class="blue">“Umm, getting my hair and nails done, obviously. You must be new here. You really shouldn't be addressing guests by their first name, mate. It's not the way things are done around here.”</span> She squints at your face a little more. <span class="blue">“You look kinda familiar. Do we go way back or something?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I was at Stacked Tower earlier today.”</span>
<span class="blue">“Oh yeah, that must be it. Small world.”</span>
Kylie goes back to reading her magazine.
<span class="brown">“I'd like to talk to you about something, Kylie.”</span>
<span class="blue">“I'm kinda busy.”</span>
<span class="brown">“It's very import--”</span>
<span class="blue">“I'm kinda busy,”</span> she says in a louder voice. It attracts the attention of the genuine staff in the facility.
In another time the two of you were intimate, but today Kylie can't find a reason to even give you the time of day, let alone pay you a favour. You back away. Questioning her further will only compromise your low profile.
<<else>>\
<span class="blue">“<<print "$name">>? What the fuck are you doing here?”</span>
Her eyes light up and she abandons her reclining position to sit up straight and alert. She's just received a new hairstyle. Black and spiky with purple highlights, remarkably similar to Hive's.
<span class="brown">“I work here now. Listen, I might need your help. Don't tell anybody, but I'm on a mission here with Stacked Justice. We're looking for information about a plan to attack the city with a bomb tonight.”</span>
<span class="blue">“Crikey, that's exciting. But why come to a spa? I've only seen ordinary people around here.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Are you sure? Have you heard any whispers of something happening tonight? Have you encountered any suspicious people at all?”</span>
<span class="blue">“Yep, nup, and nup.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Alright. I've got to get going then.” </span>
<span class="blue">“Okay, good luck <<print "$name">>.”</span>
You start to turn your back.
<span class="blue">“Oh wait, <<print "$name">>,”</span> She peels back the lapel of her robe to reveal Hive's costume underneath. <span class="blue">“Cheers again for the present. Once I'm done here, I'm gonna lose this robe and start showing off.”</span>
In her present guise a near-sighted person could certainly mistake Kylie for Hive.
<span class="brown">“Be careful. I think some of the people in this building aren't as fond of Hive as you are.”</span>
<span class="blue">“What? How can anyone not like Hive? See ya.”</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
[[Meet up with Hive.->hsalon]]
<<else>>\
[[Meet up with Aurakul.->asalon]]
<</if>><span class="purple">“These people don't know anything. This crowd is straight off the street and paying in coupons. Did you fare any better?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No, but I did meet Kylie, a cleaner from your building.”</span>
<span class="purple">“What the hell is she doing here?”</span> Hive looks over, but also shifts her head to avoid being seen by Kylie. <span class="purple">“She could lose her job for hanging out in a place like this, but that's something we can deal with some other time.”</span>
[[Leave the salon.->sHne]]<span class="gold">“I discovered nothing of any importance. Did you fare any better?” </span>
<span class="brown">“No, but I did meet Kylie, a cleaner from your building.”</span>
<span class="gold">“So you did.”</span> Aurakul looks in her direction. <span class="gold">“It is unwise for her to visit such a place.”</span>
[[Leave the salon.->sAne]]<<if $solarium eq 1>>\
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
<span class="purple">"I've already taken as much Obsidian as I can handle today. Let's explore elsewhere."</span>
[[Leave the solarium.->sHse]]
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">"We should not entertain Obsidian's desires any further, lest we fall under her spell."</span>
[[Leave the solarium.->sAse]]<</if>>\
<<else>>\
Tanning beds line the edges of the room, blue light escapes from the closed, occupied capsules. Sitting on an opened bed is a shadow. A black silhouette of a curvaceous woman. It smiles at you with blindingly white teeth.
<span class="outline">“Hello, Flashback. You are here at last,”</span> it says in a heavy African accent.
As she approaches you her third dimension finally registers in your mind, her tar-black skin made it impossible to distinguish any of her features from a distance. Stark naked, she smothers you with a joyous hug, squeezing you into her soft chest. She kisses you on the forehead with her thick, black lips, and pinches your cheek.
<span class="outline">“I have been waiting a long time for you, boy.”</span>
<<set $solarium = 1>>
[[“Who are you?”->Solarium2]]
<</if>>
<<if $obsid1 eq 0>>[[“How do you know who I am?”->obsid1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $obsid2 eq 0>>[[“You don't look like you need to spend any time in a tanning bed.”->obsid2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $obsid3 eq 0 and $obsid1 eq 1>>[[“So you can see the future?”->obsid3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $obsid4 eq 0>>[[“Can you help me to save everyone?”->obsid4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $obsid5 eq 0>>[[“What exactly are your powers?”->obsid5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $obsid5 eq 1>>[[“I would like to know more about this mystery person inside of me.”->obsid6]]
<</if>>\<span class="outline">“You know the answer to that, <<print "$name">>. You have likely asked me that question before, or perhaps you will ask me in the future, or at a time that is not future nor past.” </span>
Her round eyes beam at you and her smiling teeth seem to take up half her face.
She does not stand still as she talks. She repeatedly shifts her weight from one leg to the other and runs her fingers along yours and <<print "$Choice">>'s bodies without invitation wherever she sees a body part that interests her.
<<set $obsid1 = 1>>
<<display "obsid_diag">><span class="outline">“I do not do things only because I //need// to do them, <<print "$name">>. I spend my time doing what I enjoy, and I enjoy teasing these white girls with what they can never have.” </span>
She runs her hand across her black skin.
<<set $obsid2 = 1>>
<<display "obsid_diag">><span class="outline">“At times. But this evening is cast deep in fog, and so I am as blind as everyone else.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That's because it's not going to exist. Pinnacle City is going to be destroyed in a couple of hours.”</span>
<span class="outline">“Aah, that's a relief. I was worried that I was losing my knack.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You don't care that we are all going to die soon?”</span>
<span class="outline">“Boy, there is life after death. Well, at least there is for those of us with friends in the afterworld.”</span>
Her right hand presses into her left breast as she gestures to herself.
<<set $obsid3 = 1>>
<<display "obsid_diag">><span class="outline">“Perhaps I can. Perhaps I cannot. I suspect that I cannot offer you anything that will alter our destinies. But why spend your last precious moments on a futile cause? Enjoy yourself. Do what makes you happy.”</span>
Obsidian then performs a few steps of a dance that sends her breasts bouncing.
<<set $obsid4 = 1>>
<<display "obsid_diag">><span class="outline">“I have no powers. It is the Earth and the Heavens who have power. They sometimes channel that power through me.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Can you read minds?”</span>
<span class="outline">“I cannot. But I can see them.”</span> Her vision is focused to a space behind your eyes, she taps your forehead with her finger. <span class="outline">“I can see that you have two minds trapped in that skull. Why is that?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I... I don't think I follow you.”</span>
She holds your head in her dark hands, turning it from side to side as she inspects it.
<span class="outline">“There is <<print "$name">>, and then there is someone else. Someone... feminine. Who is that other person in there?” </span>
You recall the many times you have heard the mysterious voice of a woman with no idea where it came from. <span class="brown">“I really don't know.”</span>
<span class="outline">“I can find out for you. If you would like.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Aurakul">>\
<span class="gold">“I also have noticed such a presence inside you, but I was not sure of what it was.”</span>
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">“I'm very worried about this,”</span> Hive whispers to you. <span class="purple">“I think Obsidian might be trying to trick you somehow.”</span>
<</if>>\
<<set $obsid5 = 1>>
<<display "obsid_diag">><span class="outline">“Then I will crack open your skull and wrench it out,”</span> Obsidian says with a mocking smile. She pulls you into her body, unzips your fly, then she slides her hand into your shorts.
<span class="brown">“What are you doing?”</span>
<span class="outline">“To be a conduit between you and the Gods, I will need a part of you to be a part of me.”</span> Her long, black fingers reach down to your cock and lightly twiddle it. <span class="outline">“<<print "$name">>, I will need to devour your seed, and then we may meet your mystery girlfriend.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
You turn to Hive, inviting advice.
<span class="purple">“This has all the indications of a trap, Flashback. She might hypnotise you or this all might be for her own sexual pleasure. I think she knows more than what she's letting on and we need to be a bit more... forceful with her.”</span>
<<else>>\
You turn to Aurakul, inviting advice.
<span class="gold">“I do not know her intentions, but it is possible she will give you a truth you do not possess.”</span>
<</if>>\
[[“Okay, Obsidian. What do you want me to do?”->Solarium3a]]
[[“I'm not going any further with this. Let's get out of here.”->Solarium3b]]<span class="outline">“I am called many names. People here like to call me Obsidian.” </span>
She thumps her breast as she says her name.
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
<span class="purple">“Be careful,”</span> Hive whispers to you. <span class="purple">“This one practices black magic. She once cast a spell on the Governor that made him believe he was a vibrating butt plug, just for a laugh.”</span>
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">//This woman is very gifted,//</span> Aurakul telepathically tells you, <span class="gold">//But she rarely uses her gifts benevolently. She often casts spells on others to induce lustful desires. Not for their pleasure, but to create embarrassment. I am also unable to discern her intentions, so be wary.//</span>
<</if>>\
<<display "obsid_diag">><span class="outline">“This is what you want, boy. You want to cum in my mouth.”</span>
Obsidian squats and pulls your shorts and underwear to the ground. She tongues your pale cock between her black lips and swishes it around and it grows to full size.
<<if $Choice eq "Aurakul">>Aurakul looks on with an envious smile.\
<<else>>Hive is unimpressed. She is watching Obsidian intensely, ready to step in with extreme violence if things go awry.<</if>>
Obsidian slides a black hand up and under your shirt, her other black hand massages your balls. She continues to suck, slurp and squelch at your cock. Your legs tingle and they fight the urge to buckle. Seeing that you are close, she brings both hands to your cock, enveloping it in darkness. She wanks you while she rapidly bobs with her head. A drip of cum escapes and dribbles down her chin; it is ghostly white on her ebony skin.
A shiver runs through your body as you ejaculate into her mouth. Her lips keep a tight seal until your cock has given its last pump. She then opens her mouth to show you your white sauce on her tongue, and then swallows.
Obsidian stands up. <span class="outline">“Now, let us see this being inside you.”</span>
She chants some words in a demonic tongue and raises her arms. The air grows denser and a bright, pink vapour steams off your body. Under the command of Obsidian it condenses above you into the rough form of a person, then into the clear figure of a young woman. She is nude and beautiful, with long pink hair flowing down to her thighs.
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
<span class="purple">“Oh, my, it can't be. That's Vector. She died years ago, before I joined the team. How is this possible? What cruel game are you playing here, Obsidian?”</span>
The figure mouths some words but no sound can be heard.
<span class="brown">“What is she saying?”</span>
Neither Hive nor Obsidian entertain you with a response. Then, the cloud dissipates.
<span class="brown">“What was that all about? What does it mean?”</span>
<span class="outline">“That woman has no body of her own so she lives in yours. She has been doing so for some time.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Vector had powers to manipulate time and space. If she is alive, and using your body as a vessel, that might explain why you can time travel. You're not the one with the powers, it's Vector.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That answers so much, but I still have so many questions.”</span>
<span class="purple">“If only we had time. As interesting as this is, it has no bearing on our present mission. We've got to get back to our investigation.”</span>
You nod and pull up your pants. You leave the room with Hive, a million thoughts rushing through your head. You suppose that you ought to have thanked Obsidian for her help.
[[Leave the solarium.->sHse]]
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">“I recognise this woman, I have met her once before. This is Vector.”</span>
The figure mouths some words but no sounds are made.
<span class="brown">“What is she saying?”</span>
Aurakul lifts two fingers to her temple. <span class="gold">“She is trying to talk to you, <<print "$name">>. I will let you hear her words.”</span>
<span class="pink">“<<print "$name">>? <<print "$name">>? Can you hear me?”</span>
Vector's voice is piped into your mind. Her voice is familiar, she has spoken to you so many times before.
<span class="brown">“Yes, I can hear you.” </span>
<span class="pink">“Oh, thank goodness. I have tried so hard to talk to you for so long.”</span>
<span class="brown">“At times I have heard you.”</span>
<span class="pink">“Yes I know. Your mind is so hard to figure out, I rarely succeed.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Are you trapped inside me? How did that happen?”</span>
<span class="pink">“Do you remember that time at Bander Square? With the bomb?”</span> You nod. <span class="pink">“It was going to kill us both, so I took us back in time. I wasn't too good at time travel back then, I had only done it a couple of times before. I kind of messed it up. I transported you just fine, but I left my body behind and now it's not there any more. I've been with you ever since.”</span>
<span class="brown">“So it's because of you that I can travel back in time?”</span>
<span class="pink">“Yes. I'm not able to use any of my other powers, but I can save you, and you can save Pinnacle City.”</span>
<span class="brown">“How do I do that? It feels like there is no hope of winning this.”</span>
<span class="pink">“There is a way. I have my fingers on the threads of time, and one of them does lead to tomorrow, but I don't know how to get there.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You can't give us any information to help us?”</span>
Vector shakes her head, whipping her ghostly pink hair.
<span class="pink">“I'm seeing slivers of the future, or perhaps of the past, of something happening in a room far below us now. Go there, some way, some when, there might be an answer. But don't trust-” </span>
Vector disperses into the air and the form of her body follows.
<span class="brown">“Wow, that was a lot to take in. Thank you, Obsidian. Thank you, Aurakul.”</span>
<span class="gold">“What is this room she speaks of?”</span>
<span class="brown">“Hoarfrost has a secret lair. There is an elevator that can take us down there, but it's protected by two armed guards.” </span>
<span class="outline">“You seem to know many things you shouldn't.”</span>
<span class="brown">“What I don't know is how to get down there. I managed to get down with Brainbox's help, but I can't hack into electronics like she can.”</span>
Obsidian looks coyly, a finger fixed to the corner of her mouth to hide her grin.
<span class="gold">“Are you able to see us passage to the elevator?”</span> Aurakul asks her.
<span class="outline">“I am able to do many things.”</span>
<span class="gold">“Will you help us.”</span>
<span class="outline">“No. There's nothing in it for me if I do so.”</span>
<<display "obsid2_diag">><</if>>You push Obsidian away and gesture to <<print "$Choice">> that you are ready to leave. As you tuck your shirt back into your shorts Obsidian calls to you.
<span class="outline">“Very well, boy. If you choose to live in ignorance that is your decision, but do not ask for my help in the future or any other time.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Leave the solarium.->sHse]]
<<else>>[[Leave the solarium.->sAse]]<</if>><<if $obsid2_1 eq 0>>[[“The world is going to be brought to rubble, you with it.”->obsid2_1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $obsid2_2 eq 0>>[[“You can help save the world. You will be a hero.”->obsid2_2]]
<</if>>\
[[“Doesn't breaking into Hoarfrost's lair sound fun?”->obsid2_3]]
[[Threaten Obsidian.->obsid2_4]]
[[Leave Obsidian.->obsid2_5]]<span class="outline">“The realm of men has lived a long life. Perhaps it is time for it to be put out of its misery. Like an old dog.”</span>
<<set $obsid2_1 = 1>>
<<display "obsid2_diag">><span class="outline">“Hah! Hero? There is not a name I would less like to be called.”</span>
<<set $obsid2_1 = 1>>
<<display "obsid2_diag">>Obsidian rests her chin on her hand with her index finger to her lip.
<span class="outline">“Hmm. I do believe that Hoarfrost is too protective of her dignity. A practical joke upon the ice queen would be most amusing.”</span> She perks up. <span class="outline">“Follow me, I will take you to her bunker.”</span>
You follow Obsidian down the hall. She is strutting confidently, naked and unashamed.
“I'm sorry Obsidian,” says the female guard, “but Hoarfrost says no-one can go through without her expressed word.”
<span class="outline">“It must be so boring to stand there all day, doing nothing. Don't you want to have some fun?”</span>
The male guard shrugs. “It's our job. We can have fun in our own time.”
<span class="outline">“I would like you to have fun now.”</span>
Obsidian's hands sweep and rise, conjuring from the spaces between the floor tiles two dense, stringy plumes of black smoke. They slither into the guards' nostrils. The guards attempt to wave the smoke away and hold their noses pinched. They choke and splutter, but their open mouths only create new openings for more smoke to enter.
Aurakul is edging forwards and back, unsure whether to attempt to stop the distressing scene or wait to see what happens.
<span class="outline">“Do not worry, for the rest of their lives these two will only know happiness.”</span>
The guards breathe deep and fast. They look into each other's eyes and blush, their pupils dilated. The male's jaw is moving as if he is chewing cud, the female is biting her lip. They hold onto the wall, as if working against a strong magnetic field that is pulling their bodies together, then all intention of professional restraint is abandoned and they leap into each other's arms. They kiss passionately and start tearing off each other's clothes. Soon they are copulating on the floor.
<span class="gold">“This is unconscionable. You have taken away the free will of these people.”</span>
Obsidian smiles broadly. <span class="outline">“If you are saying that I should not have done what I did, then you are denying //my// freedom to do //my// will.”</span> Obsidian playfully bounds over the bodies grinding on the floor. <span class="outline">“Come now, I will take you down the elevator.”</span>
<span class="gold">//We must be wary. She does not want the same as us.//</span>
You follow Obsidian down the hallway.
[[Enter the elevator.->sAbunker1]]It's time to get violent, or at least let Obsidian believe it is. You clench Obsidian's throat in your hands.
<span class="brown">“You will help us. You will help us save the City or else!” </span>
You shout at her, pretending you're caught up in a feral rage. She might act like she doesn't care about dying but this will surely frighten her.
Obsidian doesn't defend herself, she just smiles at you with large, ivory teeth.
<span class="gold">//That is very unwise, Flashback.//</span>
Aurakul has too much sympathy for a criminal like Obsidian. Roughing up this heartless villain a little must be the lesser of two evils. Then, as the blood vessels under your arms turn deep purple, you realise that it wasn't advice but a warning. It gets hard to breathe, it feels like you're drowning. There is no more strength in your fingers and you let go. There is no more strength in your legs and you fall to the ground. There is no more strength in your heart.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|A_death]]//</span><span class="brown">“I don't know whether to thank you or not,”</span> you say to Obsidian, <span class="brown">“but we have a city to save and we're running out of time.”</span>
<span class="outline">“I wish you nothing but interesting times for the future,”</span> she responds with a toothy smile that had never left her face.
[[Leave the solarium.->sAse]]Obsidian ponders the code to punch into the keypad. <span class="outline">“Let me remember, what was it that she typed the last time. Ah yes, '''frostbite'''.”</span>
The doors close and the elevator descends.
[[Enter Hoarfrost's lair.->sAbunker2]]Both you and Obsidian have been here before and walk into the room with purpose, Aurakul is looking in all directions in wonder.
<span class="gold">“This room appears to be shielded from psychic penetration,”</span> she says.
Obsidian moves to the centre of the room. <span class="outline">“Now, I shall make preparations for Hoarfrost's arrival.” </span>
With grand majesty she lifts her hands to the air, summoning a thick, black fog. From a crack in the floor emerges a tentacle. It pushes up, revealing itself as longer and thicker than it first appeared. It is not alone, hundreds of the things are burrowing into the room from whatever strange dimension they call home.
<span class="gold">“Stop this, woman. We have important business here, this is no time for games.”</span>
<span class="outline">“There is always time for games. Hoarfrost will get such a surprise when she sees what her precious lair has become.”</span>
A tentacle attempts to curl itself around your leg and you kick it off. You dance around the room, avoiding their slimy grasps.
<span class="gold">“Get off of me!”</span> Aurakul has not evaded them as well. They tightly snare her limbs and tear away her clothes. They molest her, leaving on her a thick, translucent mucous.
<span class="brown">“I'll help you.”</span>
You run over to her.
<span class="outline">“There is no helping, boy, submission to the desire of my demonic friend is the only way. Resistance will only make him angry.”</span>
You try to uncoil a tentacle from her arm, but it's slippery and holding strong. You feel another around your neck. It constricts like a python.
<span class="pink">“I told you, <<print "$name">>, you have to come down here but not with Obsidian, and maybe not with Aurakul. You can't trust Obsidian.”</span>
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|A_death]]//</span><<if $massage eq 0>><<set $massage = 1>>\
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
<span class="purple">"That is ''Hot Tamale'' in the red robe, we were once teammates. We will blow our cover if she sees me. You go ahead, I'll keep as close as I am able to."</span>
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">"''Hot Tamale'' blocks our path. If she sees me, I do not believe she will keep her observations secret. Go alone, <<print "$name">>, I will be as close by as I dare."</span>
<</if>>\
Hot Tamale's orange and red hair tapers up to the sky like tongues of flame. She stops you as you attempt to walk past.
<span class="red">“I haven't seen you around here before. What's your job?”</span>
[[“I'm a cleaner.”->mass2a]]
[[“I'm with security.”->mass2b]]
[[“I'm a masseur.”->mass2c]]
[[“May I ask you a few questions?”->mass2d]]
<<else>>\
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>\
<span class="purple">"The clock's ticking, <<print "$name">>. We don't have the time to go over old ground."</span>
[[Return to the hallway.->sHne]]<</if>>\
<<if $Choice eq "Aurakul">>\
<span class="gold">"There is nothing more for us here, <<print "$name">>. We must seek new frontiers."</span>
[[Return to the hallway.->sAne]]<</if>>
<</if>><span class="red">“Well these rooms are already clean. You should go to the mud baths, that place is always getting filthy.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Return to the hallway.->sHne]]
<<else>>[[Return to the hallway.->sAne]]<</if>><span class="red">“Well here's my pass.”</span> She presents her membership wristband. <span class="red">“You can move on now.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Return to the hallway.->sHne]]
<<else>>[[Return to the hallway.->sAne]]<</if>><span class="red">“That's good news if you're any good. Where did you learn your trade?”</span>
[[“Emmanuelle's.”->mass3b]]
[[“Akikio's Peach.”->mass3b]]
[[“Firm Hands.”->mass3b]]
[[“Superb Thai.”->mass3b]]
[[“Wang Massage and Spa.”->mass3b]]
[[“Swedish Sensations.”->mass3b]]
[[“Pink Blossom.”->mass3a]]
[[“Pinnacle City School of Massage.”->mass3b]]
[[“Deep Penetration Massage.”->mass3b]]
[[“BJ's.”->mass3b]]<span class="red">“Listen. You're the help and I'm an elite class member. If the manager wants to know something from me, she will ask me herself. Your job requires you to do whatever you can to avoid disturbing people like me.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Return to the hallway.->sHne]]
<<else>>[[Return to the hallway.->sAne]]<</if>><span class="red">“Good for you, but I don't settle for second rate massages, so you won't be rubbing my shoulders. Move along.” </span>
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Return to the hallway.->sHne]]
<<else>>[[Return to the hallway.->sAne]]<</if>><span class="red">“Wow, that place is prestigious. I once knew a girl who trained there and she had amazing technique. When can I book you for a treatment?”</span>
[[“I'm free right now.”->mass4]]<span class="red">“Brilliant let's get a room.”</span>
Hot Tamale leads the way to a private massage room. You make your best effort to pretend that the way is familiar to you and also hope that <<print "$Choice">> is following.
<span class="brown">“Just undress and lie on the table, I'll be with you shortly,”</span> you say to her once in the room. <span class="brown">“I will put on some soothing sounds.” </span>
Hot Tamale disrobes without apprehension or shame, although the reddish tone to her skin gives the appearance that she has an all-over blush. The nipples on her pert, pointed breasts are a particularly deep hue of red.
Hot Tamale's face is burrowed into the table's hole, she is only able to see the floor below her. This will give you an opportunity to sneak <<print "$Choice">> into the room, some distracting sounds will help you achieve this.
You activate the music player and select a track.
<<display "mass_sounds">><<if $sounds1 eq 0>>[[Choose the 'Waterfall Cascade'.->sounds1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sounds2 eq 0>>[[Choose the 'Sounds of the Sea'.->sounds2]]
<</if>>\
[[Choose the 'Open Fireplace'.->sounds3]]The sound of gushing water fills the room.
<<if $sounds2 eq 0>>\
<span class="red">“Turn that horrible noise off, or at least choose something less offensive.”</span>
<<set $sounds1 = 1>>
<<display "mass_sounds">>
<<else>>\
<span class="red">“Okay, I'm not taking any more of this. I'm leaving.”</span>
Hot Tamale put her robe back on and storms out of the room.
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Return to the hallway.->sHne]]
<<else>>[[Return to the hallway.->sAne]]<</if>>
<</if>>The sound of crashing waves fill the room.
<<if $sounds1 eq 0>>\
<span class="red">“Turn that horrible noise off, or at least choose something less offensive.”</span>
<<set $sounds2 = 1>>
<<display "mass_sounds">>
<<else>>\
<span class="red">“Okay, I'm not taking any more of this. I'm leaving.”</span>
Hot Tamale put her robe back on and storms out of the room.
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[Return to the hallway.->sHne]]
<<else>>[[Return to the hallway.->sAne]]<</if>>
<</if>>The sound of burning logs crackling fills the room.
<span class="red">“I'm relaxed already.”</span>
<<if $Choice eq "Aurakul">>\
You quietly open the door for Aurakul. She speaks into your mind. <span class="gold">//Try to direct her thoughts to the events we desire knowledge of and I will listen to them. We know that since she left Stacked Justice, she has been associating with many super-powered criminals of the city.//</span>
<<else>>\
You quietly open the door for Hive. She whispers in your ear. <span class="purple">“Hot Tamale is a good person, but since she left Stacked Justice she has been hanging out with some pretty dangerous people. Try to get her talking, but don't let her get suspicious towards your true motives.”</span>
<</if>>\
<<print "$Choice">> then positions herself in the room behind a cupboard. Even if Hot Tamale raises her head now, <<print "$Choice">> will be unseen.
[[Find some oil.->mass5]]You open the cupboard. Along with several types of oil, together with a belt and holster, you find a number of wooden massage implements you have no idea how to use. The most eye-catching items are on the bottom shelf; dildos, butt plugs, vibrators and anal beads of many types and sizes.
You clip a holster of oil around your waist and get to work. You warm a squirt of oil between your palms and gently caress it into Hot Tamale's shoulders. Her smooth skin is warm, almost hot.
<span class="brown">“How would you like your massage? Are there any particular areas you would like me to focus on?”</span>
<span class="red">“I want the Pink Blossom service, with a focus on the areas that the Pink Blossom service usually focuses on.”
<span class="brown">“I understand.”</span>
<span class="red">“Do you? Because I can see that you're still wearing shoes, and I assume the rest of your clothes as well.”</span>
[[Take off your clothes.->mass6]]You disrobe and neatly place your clothes aside. Now wearing nothing but a belt holding a bottle of lubricant, you continue the massage.
Hot Tamale said nothing of aching muscles or stiff joints, so you don't bother kneading too deeply. Instead you lightly caress her skin, every inch of her skin, in slow strokes.
You climb up on to the table with a knee on either side of her legs and bend forward to rub her back. On the return sweep you graze your fingers along her sides, passing along her flattened breasts. Your almost flaccid cock dips down to incidentally touch between her butt cheeks. Her change in breathing tells you that she knows exactly what is touching her, and her immediate relaxation after each moment of tension tells you that she likes it.
Your hands now pay attention to her butt and thighs, separating the flesh to see her blood-red pussy between. Your thumbs amble closer and closer to her lips. They touch pubic hair and she shivers. You continue onward.
<<if $Choice eq "Aurakul">>\
Aurakul leans out from her hiding spot, she smiles and gives you a nod in approval. Her lower half is hidden from your view, but the position of her arm suggests that she has one hand down the front of her trousers.
<<else>>Hive leans out from her hiding spot and gives you a small nod. She looks concerned. Perhaps your skills fall far short of the Pink Blossom standard.
<</if>>\
You climb off the table.
[[“Madam, could you please turn over now?”->mass7]]Hot Tamale rolls onto her back and adjusts herself. She doesn't make eye contact at all but stares directly at your cock. It's still soft, with only a bit of extra blood flowing through it.
You get the feeling that this girl is usually quite talkative, but doesn't feel the need to engage in conversation with the servant class.
<<display "mass_diag">><<if $mass_sex1 eq 0>>[[“Do you have any exciting plans for tonight?”->mass_sex1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $mass_sex2 eq 0>>[[“The nightlife downtown is incredible. Sometimes it feels like the city is just going to explode.”->mass_sex2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $mass_sex3 eq 0>>[[“There are so many interesting people who visit this place, it feels like it is full of secrets.”->mass_sex3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $mass_sex4 eq 0>>[[“The television had a story on Blue Elf the other day. What do you think happened to her?”->mass_sex4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $mass_sex5 eq 0>>[[“I think I saw Hoarfrost around here today.”->mass_sex5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $mass_sex6 eq 0>>[[Massage her breasts.->mass_sex6]]
<</if>>\
<<if $mass_sex7 eq 0>>[[Massage her pussy.->mass_sex7]]
<</if>>\
[[Use a device from the cupboard and make her cum.->mass_sex8]]<<if $mass_talk eq 0>><<set $mass_sex1 = 1>>\
<span class="red">“Hmm. Maybe. I just do whatever.”</span>
<<set $mass_talk = 1>>
<<display "mass_diag">>
<<else>><<set $mass_sex1 = 1>>\
<<display "mass_talk">>
<</if>><<if $mass_talk eq 0>><<set $mass_sex2 = 1>>\
<span class="red">“Yeah, the clubbing scene is pretty great over there.”</span>
<<set $mass_talk = 1>>
<<display "mass_diag">>
<<else>><<set $mass_sex2 = 1>>\
<<display "mass_talk">>
<</if>><<if $mass_talk eq 0>><<set $mass_sex3 = 1>>\
<span class="red">“Mmm? Yeah. It's best not to pry though. People keep secrets for a reason.”</span>
She seems to contemplate this for a while, shifting uncomfortably and mouthing a silent chant.
<<set $mass_secret = 1>><<set $mass_talk = 1>>
<<display "mass_diag">>
<<else>><<set $mass_sex3 = 1>>\
<<display "mass_talk">>
<</if>><<if $mass_talk eq 0>><<set $mass_sex4 = 1>>\
<span class="red">“She's been keeping out of trouble. I say just leave her alone.”</span>
<<set $mass_talk = 1>>
<<display "mass_diag">>
<<else>><<set $mass_sex4 = 1>>\
<<display "mass_talk">>
<</if>><<if $mass_talk eq 0>><<set $mass_sex5 = 1>>\
<span class="red">“You must have been mistaken. There are no criminals in this place at all.”</span>
<<set $mass_talk = 1>><<set $mass_hf = 1>>
<<display "mass_diag">>
<<else>><<set $mass_sex5 = 1>>\
<<display "mass_talk">>
<</if>>You stand at the end of the table, Hot Tamale's head before you. With oiled hands you caress her shoulders. After a few strokes to accustom her to your touch you stretch further down, both hands running between her breasts, and then returning on the outside. Her breasts are firm and spring quickly back to their original form after each manipulation.
You lean forward with each movement more deeply. The table is at the perfect height such that your dangling cock trips over her face on your way in and out. She takes a long breath in through her nose whenever it is closest to her, taking in the scent.
Her nipples feel like pebbles as your hands fondle them. She extends her tongue as your cock passes. Your cock responds in favour, but ironically stiffens to the sky and away from her mouth, retreating itself from additional pleasure.
<<set $mass_sex6 = 1>><<set $mass_talk = 0>>
<<display "mass_diag">>You stand beside the table, next to her head. You caress her breasts with your right hand, and then allow your fingers to amble down her abdomen and to her crotch.
Hot Tamale tilts her face to your groin, then opens wide and stretches to engulf your cock in her mouth. She indulgently molests it with her lips and tongue.
You curl two fingers and hook them into her pussy, and in frenzied oscillations you ravage her cunt. She gurgles through her stuffed airway.
She approaches climax, but then you feel the first tingles of pain. The juices in her pussy are so hot they are singing your fingers. You can't continue this strategy any further without ending up in the burns ward, and so pull your hand out.
<<set $mass_sex7 = 1>><<set $mass_talk = 0>>
<<display "mass_diag">>You open the cupboard again and inspect your arsenal. Anything made of metal, you decide, may quickly become too hot to touch after cooking inside Hot Tamale. You select what looks like a sturdy, plastic, noduled vibrator. It's also red; Hot Tamale's colour. You take it as a sign.
Holding it up in front of you, you turn it on. It buzzes viciously and your arm shakes with it. Hot Tamale's eyes widen and she looks as though she is about to plummet from the apex of a roller coaster. You have the wide smile of a man with ultimate power.
You rest the long side of the vibrator on her clit and she masks her face with her hands, hiding her contorting face. You drag the stick along her slit and she arches her back, pushing her shoulders into the table. It is now halfway inside her and she grips the sides of the table with both hands. You're moving at tai chi pace, it's the device that's doing all the work.
The vibrator is now inside her up to the hilt and Hot Tamale is thrashing on the table, hissing with each breath but refusing to vocalise even a murmur. Suddenly, she erupts in flames; an inevitable result to her abandonment of self-control. You quickly retract your hand and cool your singed fingers in your mouth.
The vibrator, as far as you can see, continues to operate from inside the bonfire. The flames rising from the burning woman are almost reaching the ceiling.
The fire subsides. Hot Tamale sits up and reaches into her pussy. She pulls out the charred remains of the beaver buzzer.
<span class="red">“You're a very good masseur. I'll make sure your boss knows that. I don't get much cock in my present relationship, so that was just what I needed.”</span>
She slips her arms into her robe, opens the door and exists.
<<if $Choice eq "Aurakul">>[[Talk to Aurakul.->A_mass1]]
<<else>>[[Talk to Hive.->H_mass1]]<</if>><span class="brown">“I couldn't get anything from her. Did you find out anything?”</span>
<<if $mass_secret eq 1>>\
<span class="gold">“When you talked to her about secrets, a strange phrase passed through her mind. //'Start at fifty, double it, remove ten, then reduce to a third.'//”</span>
<span class="brown">“What does that mean?”</span>
<span class="gold">“I do not know.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Anything else?”</span>
<</if>>\
<<if $mass_hf eq 1>>\
<span class="gold">"She lied to you about Hoarfrost. Hoarfrost is in the building, and I think Hot Tamale may be in love with her."</span>
<span class="brown">"That's interesting. What else did she think about?"</span>
<</if>>\
<span class="gold">“She was imagining you copulating with her on the table and her mind did not wander far from those thoughts.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Okay, we better find someone else to interrogate.”</span>
<span class="gold">“Do you feel that you are in such a state to continue the mission?”</span>
<span class="brown">“What do you mean?”</span>
With a glance, she directs attention to your raging hard-on.
<span class="gold">“I can see your thoughts. They are struggling to walk through a whirlwind. Let us address the issue so that you may regain focus and clarity.”</span>
She's right. Hot Tamale got her release but she left you hanging, now sex is all you can think about.
<span class="brown">“So, should I just wank it out, or are you volunteering a hand?”</span>
<span class="gold">“You know how you want to proceed, and so do I. We will do as you desire.”</span>
Aurakul sits on a chair and unbuttons her shirt. She takes the massage oil from your belt and pumps two spurts between her breasts.
<span class="brown">“You're very generous,”</span> you tell her.
She presses her breasts together to form a deep cleavage. Their change in shape with her squeezes is mesmerising. You straddle up to her and slide your cock into the canyon.
Hips in motion, you fuck her warm, soft tits. Aurakul puts on a loving, orgasmic face and makes small pleasured utterances to encourage you on. She needs you to cum quickly so you can both get back to saving the city, but she's not going to spoil the mood. And cum quickly you do, you shoot your seed up and into her face and it slowly seeps back down to her tits. There was no point warning her that you were about to cum, she knew and was willing and prepared to take the hit.
<span class="gold">“Now get dressed,”</span> she says with lips splattered with semen. <span class="gold">“Our work is not over.”</span>
At that moment the door opens.
[[Look to the doorway.->A_mass2]]<span class="brown">“I couldn't get anything out of her. She wasn't opening up at all.”</span>
<span class="purple">“No, her lips were tightly sealed. I couldn't help but get the feeling that she was hiding something though.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You know her personally, don't you? Couldn't you have talked to her?”</span>
<span class="purple">“She doesn't trust me. More precisely, she doesn't trust Weather Woman, and I'm suspicious by extension. Enhanced interrogation techniques also crossed my mind, but Hot Tamale is too powerful to attempt that.”</span>
<span class="brown">“So what do we do now?”</span>
<span class="purple">“We keep searching for answers. But first there is something we need to talk about.” </span>
You look at her quizzically.
<span class="purple">“It was your massage. I just can't sit back and watch sloppy technique go uncorrected. Let me show you the correct way.” </span>
Hive slips off her pants.
<span class="brown">“Do we really have time for this?” </span>
<span class="purple">“We'll make time. Errors need to be corrected immediately or the lesson will be lost. The use of a mechanical vibrator is fine in certain circumstances, but you shouldn't need it. I need to make sure you can perform without one.”</span>
Hive jumps up on the table, sitting on it with knees apart. She reaches out for your hand and you give it to her. She squeezes your thumb into its two nearest fingers.
<span class="purple">“This is the formation your fingers should be in, and this is how they should move.”</span> She pushes your hand into her pussy and moves it inside with precise placement and momentum. <span class="purple">“Do you feel that, do you know what you are supposed to do now?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I think so.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Good. Then show me what you can do without me guiding you.”</span>
She lets go of your hands and leaves you to masturbate her on your own. She is physically aroused but is still auditing your actions and correcting any sub-perfect movements.
At that moment the door opens.
[[Look to the doorway.->H_mass2]]<span class="red">“Too much talking, not enough rubbing.”</span>
You get the feeling that her mind didn't register what you just said.
<<display "mass_diag">>Hot Tamale barges into the room. <span class="red">“I don't know why you insist that you didn't hire a new masseur. He's right here--”</span>
Hot Tamale stops, stunned at the scene before her. The personification of ice, Hoarfrost, is with her.
<span class="ice">“I expected as much,”</span> says Hoarfrost, frozen sabres forming in her hands. <span class="ice">“Stacked Justice cannot stand to see me happy, so they infiltrate my business and use this gigolo to steal my lover.”</span>
<span class="gold">“Compose yourself, Hoarfrost, things are not as they appear to be.”</span>
Hoarfrost has no patience for talking things through. She flings her blades of ice at you and Aurakul.
Aurakul dodges. You stand frozen in indecision.
<span class="red">“No!”</span> shouts Hot Tamale as she flings out her flames to try to save you. Steam bursts out as fire and ice meet, but it isn't enough. The sharpened ice continues on to pierce your throat. You are not even given time enough to hit the ground.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|A_death]]//</span>Hot Tamale barges into the room. <span class="red">“I don't know why you insist that you didn't hire a new masseur. He's right here--”</span>
Hot Tamale stops, stunned at the scene before her. The personification of ice, Hoarfrost, is with her.
<span class="ice">“I expected as much,”</span> says Hoarfrost, frozen sabres forming in her hands. <span class="ice">“Stacked Justice cannot stand to see me happy, so they infiltrate my business and use this gigolo to steal my lover.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Yes, Hoarfrost, everything is always about you,”</span> says Hive, sarcastically. <span class="purple">“We've got something to discuss, and despite my desire to do otherwise, we can settle this without conflict.”</span>
Hoarfrost has no patience for talking things through. She flings her blades of ice at you and Hive.
Hive dodges. You stand frozen in indecision.
<span class="red">“No!”</span> shouts Hot Tamale as she flings out her flames to try to save you. Steam bursts out as fire and ice meet, but it isn't enough. The sharpened ice continues on to pierce your throat. You are not even given time enough to hit the ground.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|A_death]]//</span><<if $lounge eq 0>>\
<span class="gold">"These rooms are large. It will be more efficient if we part and investigate separately."</span>
Aurakul heads off in one direction, leaving you to examine the windowed room.
<<display "lounge1">>
<<else>>\
<span class="gold">"There is nothing more for us here, <<print "$name">>. We must seek new frontiers."</span>
[[Return to the hallway.->sAse]]<</if>><<if $lounge eq 0>>\
<span class="purple">"It looks like there are a couple of different areas in this lounge. We should split up. You start at the area by the windows, I'll go in the other direction, and we'll meet up later."</span>
Hive walks off.
<<display "lounge1">>
<<else>>\
<span class="purple">"The clock's ticking, <<print "$name">>. We don't have the time to go over old ground."</span>
[[Return to the hallway.->sHse]]<</if>>
Sunlight pours in through the oversized windows into a room filled with lounges and armchairs. The only other occupant is sprawled out on the floor. She is belly-up with paws in the air and demonstrating an impossibly flexible spine as she contentedly basks in the radiation.
She is naked but for her light-brown fur (white on her belly) and her long tail swishes from side to side. She is woman-sized and mostly woman-shaped, but with a cat's fur and ears. Her ears prick up and hone in on you, then her eyes open and her elliptical pupils fill to form large, blue circles. She twists to sit on the floor with her knuckles under her chin, on edge and ready to scamper away if she decides you to be a threat.
<<display "lounge_diag">>
<<set $lounge = 1>><<if $buttons1 eq 0>>[[“Hello. What's your name?”->buttons1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $buttons2 eq 0>>[[“I could really use your help.”->buttons2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $buttons3 eq 0>>[[“You don't need to be afraid of me.”->buttons3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $buttons4 eq 0>>[[Look at her collar.->buttons4]]
<</if>>\
[[Attempt to pet her.->buttons5]]There is no response. She continues to stare at you with quickened breaths.
<<set $buttons1 = 1>>
<<display "lounge_diag">>There is no response. She continues to stare at you with quickened breaths.
<<set $buttons2 = 1>>
<<display "lounge_diag">>There is no response. She continues to stare at you with quickened breaths.
<<set $buttons3 = 1>>
<<display "lounge_diag">>Around her neck hangs a small medallion which reads, “Buttons”. It is fair to assume that is her name.
<<set $buttons4 = 1>>
<<display "lounge_diag">><<if $petcount neq 3>>\
<<if $pet1 eq 0>>[[Tickle her chin.->pet1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $pet2 eq 0>>[[Run your fingers through her fur.->pet2]]
<</if>>\
<<if $pet3 eq 0>>[[Meow at her.->pet3]]
<</if>>\
<<if $pet4 eq 0>>[[Rub her belly.->pet4]]
<</if>>\
<<if $pet5 eq 0>>[[Stroke her cheek.->pet5]]
<</if>>\
<<if $pet6 eq 0>>[[Kiss her on the lips.->pet6]]
<</if>>\
<<else>><<display "petfail">><</if>>
She squints her eyes and tilts her head upwards as you scratch her chin.
<<set $petcount = $petcount + 1>><<set $pet1 = 1>>
<<display "buttons5">>Her tail points to the ceiling as you stroke her, and then wraps back around your body when you stop.
<<set $petcount = $petcount + 1>><<set $pet2 = 1>><<if $petwin eq 1>><<set $petwin = 2>><</if>>
<<display "buttons5">><span class="brown">“Meow,”</span> you say to her.
<span class="buttons">“Meow,”</span> she replies.
<<set $petcount = $petcount + 1>><<set $pet3 = 1>>
<<display "buttons5">>You slide your hand underneath, passing along her small breasts to her stomach.
<span class="buttons">“Mreeow! Hhssss!”</span> she says, baring her teeth.
<<set $petcount = $petcount + 1>><<set $pet4 = 1>>
<<display "buttons5">>She leans into your touch, but doesn't take her eyes off you.
<<set $petcount = $petcount + 1>><<set $pet5 = 1>><<set $petwin = 1>>
<<display "buttons5">>Her whiskers tickle your cheeks as you press your lips to hers.
<<if $petwin neq 2>>\
She lets out a hiss that smells of tuna.
<<set $petcount = $petcount + 1>><<set $pet6 = 1>>
<<display "buttons5">>
<<else>>\
She gives your lips and nose a few lapping licks, and then purrs as she rubs her cheek against yours.
<span class="buttons">“Meow,”</span> she says, and lays her paw on your crotch whilst looking into your eyes expectantly.
<span class="brown">“Is this what you want, Buttons?”</span> you say, unzipping your shorts and pulling out your cock.
<span class="buttons">“Meow,”</span> she says and laps at the head, perhaps trying to get to the cream hidden inside.
Your cock hardens erect and she butters her face with it, tickling you with her whiskers. You scratch the soft spot of her head behind her ear and she leans in, demanding more affection.
<span class="buttons">“Meow,”</span> she says as she turns one-eighty. She stretches her front paws far forward with her head low to the ground twisting back to see her. All her movements are adorable. You want nothing more than to cuddle your face into every part of her soft, warm fur. Her back is concavely arched and her tail and hips are high in the sky. She is gifting her pussy to you and pleading that you accept it.
You squeeze your cock in. It's a tight fit. Buttons paws at the ground in front of her as you slide in and out. Her purring resonates through her body and gently vibrates your cock. Your hands stroke through her soft, luxurious fur and cup her small tits. Her tail wanders over your face and gives your mouth a taste of her fur.
<span class="buttons">“Meow,”</span> she says with each gentle push, vocalising the contentment of an innocent creature that has never experienced anything but joy. Her euphoria is infectious and you are warmed by her youthful pleasure, it surges through your body.
You cum inside her and she stays still to take each pump, then she disengages herself from you and laps off the remaining cum from your cock before contorting and licking her pussy clean. You can't help but think that there is so much more you could do with a creature this flexible.
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>[[See Hive approach.->sHlongue2]]
<<else>>[[See Aurakul approach.->sAlongue2]]<</if>><</if>>
<<if $Choice eq "Hive">>
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span>
The cat-girl has grown impatient with your attempt to deliver affection. She leaps on to a shelf, and then into a mysterious crawlspace below the ceiling, disappearing from view.
Hive enters the room.
<span class="purple">“I managed to extract a little information, but only rumours. Something big is being planned in the building, and we need to find out what. How did you go?” </span>
<span class="brown">"I didn't achieve anything noteworthy."</span>
[[Leave the lounge.->sHse]]
<<else>>\
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span>
The cat-girl leaps on to a shelf, and then into a mysterious crawlspace below the ceiling, disappearing from view.
Aurakul enters the room.
<span class="gold">“I found out no information of interest, but I am convinced that this building holds nefarious secrets that we must bring to light. How did you fare?”</span>
<span class="brown">"I didn't achieve anything noteworthy."</span>
[[Leave the lounge.->sAse]]
<</if>>You zip up just as Hive enters the room.
<span class="purple">“I managed to extract a little information, but only rumours. Something big is being planned in the building, and we need to find out what. How did you go?” </span>
<span class="brown">“I made friends with this little kitten, but I don't speak her language.”</span>
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span>
<span class="purple">“She looks like she wants something from you.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I think I've given her all I have.”</span>
<span class="buttons">“Meow?”</span>
<span class="purple">“That sounded like a question. You better answer her.”</span>
<span class="brown">''You speak to Buttons. “<<textbox "$bname" "" "sHlounge3">>”''</span>You zip up just as Aurakul enters the room.
<span class="gold">“I found out no information of interest, but I am convinced that this building holds nefarious secrets that we must bring to light. How did you fare?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I made friends with this little kitten, but I don't speak her language.”</span>
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span>
<span class="gold">“She understands you perfectly, and you certainly did become very good friends.”</span>
<span class="brown">“You speak cat?”</span>
<span class="gold">“She understands English, and I can understand her thoughts.”</span>
<span class="buttons">“Meow?”</span>
<span class="gold">“She would like to know your name.”</span>
<span class="brown">''You speak to Buttons. “<<textbox "$bname" "" "sAlounge3">>”''</span><<if $bname eq $name or $bname eq "Flashback" or $bname eq "flashback">>\
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span> Buttons scampers to the doorway and looks at you expectantly.
<span class="purple">“It seems that she wants us to follow her.”</span>
[[Follow her.->sHlounge4a]]
[[Don't follow her.->sHlounge4b]]
<<else>>\
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span>
Buttons leaps on to a shelf, and then into a mysterious crawlspace below the ceiling, disappearing from view.
<span class="purple">“What a strange creature.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I think we have to get going anyway.”</span>
[[Leave the lounge->sHse]]
<</if>><<if $bname eq $name or $bname eq "Flashback" or $bname eq "flashback">>\
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span> Buttons scampers to the doorway and looks at you expectantly.
<span class="gold">“She wants us to follow her. She believes that she can take us to where we need to be.”</span>
[[Follow her.->sAlounge4a]]
[[Don't follow her.->sAlounge4b]]
<<else>>\
<span class="buttons">“Meow.”</span>
Buttons leaps on to a shelf, and then into a mysterious crawlspace below the ceiling, disappearing from view.
<span class="gold">“She doesn't know what your true name is, but she is upset that you lied to her.”</span>
<span class="brown">“I think we have to get going anyway.”</span>
[[Leave the lounge.->sAse]]<</if>><<display "chase1">>
[[Continue the chase.->sHlounge5a]]
[[Stop the chase.->sHlounge5b]]<span class="brown">“I don't think following her is a good idea. We should just look elsewhere without her.”</span>
[[Leave the lounge.->sHse]]<<display "chase1">>
[[Continue the chase.->sWlounge5a]]
[[Stop the chase.->sWlounge5b]]<span class="brown">“I don't think following her is a good idea. We should just look elsewhere without her.”</span>
[[Leave the lounge.->sAse]]You follow her out the doorway and Buttons scampers on all fours down the hall. She bolts past the other guests. The hems of bathrobes caught in her slipstream fly upwards, flashing you the flesh and folds underneath. You have to sprint to keep up and knock over several bystanders as you do. You ignore their curses and keep following Buttons' tail.
She darts through a hallway guarded by two familiar security guards. They are too slow to stop her, they can only watch her run past them.If Buttons could make it past them, maybe you can too.
Both the guards have their eyes towards the feline, and you pass them, praying as you run.
[[Run past the guards.->sHlounge6]]You come to a stop in front of the guards.
<span class="brown">“I couldn't stop her either,”</span> you say to them, assuming the role of a Rapture employee.
You saunter off while one of the guards chases after Buttons and the other maintains her post.
[[Nonchalantly walk away.->sHse]]If Buttons could make it past them, maybe you can too.
Both the guards have their eyes towards the feline, and you pass them, praying as you run.
<span class="gold">//<<print "$name">>, watch out!//</span>
You feel a pain in your spine and your body becomes limp. Was it a bullet? You can't tell. All you feel is pain.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|A_death]]//</span>You come to a stop in front of the guards.
<span class="brown">“I couldn't stop her either,”</span> you say to them, assuming the role of a Rapture employee.
You saunter off while one of the guards chases after Buttons and the other maintains her post.
[[Nonchalantly walk away.->sAse]]You hear a commotion behind you and look back to see that Hive has disarmed and disabled both the guards. Reinforcements approach with guns drawn.
<span class="purple">“You go ahead and figure out what's back there, I'll distract these guys and try to join you later.”</span>
Hive fractures into about three dozen fairies. Her borrowed black clothing falls to the ground but she carries the parts of her purple costume away with her. She darts in all directions, causing as much confused interest as she can. Her plan works, all the guards follow her and ignore you.
The corridor comes to an elevator. The cat-woman is sitting just outside of it. You enter and see a console similar to the one in Stacked Tower's elevator, but with letters instead of numbers. You're going to key in a password.
<<display "bunkercode">><<if $bunkercode eq 999>>\
<span class="brown">''Enter a password: <<textbox "$bunkercode" "" "bunkercode">>''</span>
<<elseif $bunkercode eq "frostbite">>\
{{{“Code accepted.”}}}
The doors shut with Buttons on the other side and the elevator descends.
Whatever lies down there, you will face alone.
The doors open again.
[[Exit the elevator.->Hbunker1]]
<<else>>\
<<if $bunkertry eq 2>>\
A loud bang rings down the corridor, followed by a blood-curdling <span class="brown">“Meeeooow!”</span> The cat falls silent and moves no more.
The female guard stands in the doorway, one hand one her bloodied nose and the other pointing a gun to your head. She fires.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|H_death]]//</span>
<<else>>\
{{{“Invalid code,”}}} the console says to you.
<<set $bunkertry = $bunkertry + 1>>
<span class="brown">''Enter a password: <<textbox "$bunkercode" "" "bunkercode">>''</span>
<</if>><</if>>
<<display "lair">>
You take a closer look at the plans on the table. They might be bad news, but you can't find any connection with this evidence and tonight's events. The safes are locked and the computers are password protected. Maybe the answer to the secret is down here but just out of grasp or you're just too inexperienced at this game to see the clues right in front of you. You're not a spy, and you're not a true superhero. Perhaps you should just hold tight and wait for Hive's assistance.
Out of the corner of your eye you see movement. Somebody is descending a ladder. It's Hoarfrost. The room already feels colder with her presence. You look around for somewhere to hide.
<span class="ice">“Stay exactly where you are, young man,”</span> she calls down to you.
You're busted, but perhaps you can talk your way out of this. She doesn't know who you are.
<span class="brown">“Good afternoon ma'am,”</span> you say to her as her frozen stilettos touch the ground.
<span class="ice">“Well good afternoon to you,”</span> she says in return, not trying to hide her suspicion. <span class="ice">“Would you care to tell me who you are and why you are down here?”</span>
You try not to look at her pink bits, visible underneath her translucent ice bikini.
<span class="brown">“I'm <<print "$name">>. I work for you.”</span>
Hoarfrost sneers. <span class="ice">“You most certainly do not.”</span>
Icicles grow from the tips of her fingers, turning them into claws. They clasp your face. You feel the burn of the ice and the warm trickle of blood rolling down your cheek.
<span class="ice">“Do not lie to me again, young man. I can always tell when I am being lied to.”</span> Her white eyes are unblinking. <span class="ice">“Who sent you to spy on me?”</span>
[[“I came alone.”->Hbunker2a]]
[[“Hive.”->Hbunker2b]]
[[“Weather Woman.”->Hbunker2c]]Her sharp claws wrap around your throat and pull tight.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|H_death]]//</span><span class="ice">“Ah, Stacked Justice. Of course. Is she upstairs right now?” </span>
<span class="brown">“Yes she is.”</span>
<<display "Hbunker3">><span class="ice">“Ah, Stacked Justice. Of course. Is she upstairs right now?”</span>
<span class="brown">“No, but Hive is.”</span>
<<display "Hbunker3">>You kick yourself for selling out your team mate so easily, but what else could you do?
Hoarfrost picks up a telephone receiver. <span class="ice">“There is a purple-garbed ninja who calls herself Hive somewhere in this building. She enjoys making trouble for myself and my clients. Please make it known that whomever brings her to me, conscious or otherwise, will be complemented with a lifelong Elite Membership at this facility.”</span>
She hangs up without waiting for a response.
<span class="ice">“Now, this is the part where you tell me why you are trespassing in my place of business.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Hoarfrost, I came to stop you doing whatever you are planning tonight. A lot of people are going to get hurt if you go through with it.”</span>
<span class="ice">“Nonsense. Some people may experience a degree of pain, that is true, but they have chosen to participate in the game and those are their decisions.”</span>
<span class="brown">“No, it's much worse than that. This spells the end for Pinnacle City, perhaps even the Earth.”</span>
<span class="ice">“Silence!”</span> Hoarfrost fills your mouth with snow. <span class="ice">“I will hear no more of your self-righteous morality. I will celebrate my birthday however I choose.”</span>
The elevator doors open and Sumo squeezes out. To your horror, a limp Hive in her distinctive purple uniform is slung over her shoulder.
<span class="ice">“Thank you, Sumo. Have you left her alive for me?”</span>
Sumo grunts and shakes her head.
<span class="ice">“Excellent. That saves me the trouble of extinguishing her. Just drop her in the corner there and I will have someone dispose of her later. After the celebration.”</span>
Sumo dumps her on the floor. Hoarfrost turns to you.
<span class="ice">“I will deal with you later. You will wait here until I return.”</span>
She then freezes the air around your feet to cement you in place with a giant ice block.
Sumo and Hoarfrost then enter the elevator and leave you alone with Hive's corpse.
[[Look at Hive.->Hbunker4]]<<if $KylieWin eq 0>>\
Poor Hive. A warrior that great should have met a better end than that.
You attempt, unsuccessfully, to break out of your restraints, then patiently wait for the orange death to come.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|H_death]]//</span>
<<else>>\
You look at Hive's body. In death it doesn't even truly look like her. Her skin is a paler tone, her arms are devoid of toned muscle. Then it hits you – That's not Hive, that's Kylie!
You don't know if this is good news or not. Hive is alive, but Kylie didn't deserve to die. You feel you should be more emotional about the situation, but you have seen so many people die recently that one more lost life doesn't seem to really matter.
The elevator doors open and Hive flies out from the shaft. You spit the snow out of your mouth.
<span class="brown">“I'm so glad to see you here. I thought Sumo killed you.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Why would you think that?”</span>
You point to the corner. <span class="brown">“That's Kylie. She got her instead.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Wow, wearing my costume and my hair. I had a feeling that she was a little obsessed with me, but this is a surprise. I probably should be relieved she isn't also wearing my skin.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Hive, you're covered in blood.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Most of it isn't mine.”</span>
<span class="brown">“That's good, I guess, but more people are going to die if we don't stop them now. Can you get me out of here?”</span>
Hive grounds her stance and focuses her qi. With a strong punch down into the iceblock she shouts “Kiai!” and shatters it.
<span class="purple">“I saw everyone heading off to the baths. Let's go.”</span>
[[Head to the baths.->Hbunker5]]
<</if>>You walk through the double doors and into an orgy. The amount of flesh writhing on the floor and in the pools is take you aback. Dozens of women, known super-villains the lot of them, are fucking on the faux marble in all positions and permutations.
All are too consumed in their lustful actions to notice your presence.
Super Slug walks from couple to couple offering additional lubrication to whoever wants it.
Sumo plunges into the communal bath, generating waves that send the other bathers crashing into the walls. It looks like she has been shunned, left alone to watch the others have fun.
The only one who hasn't lost her costume is Mistress Mayhem. However as her work clothes consist of small, silver shields held to her nipples and clitoris by piercings, she is no less lewd.
<span class="brown">“A lesbian orgy, not quite what I was expecting. Is this connected to the bombing of the city?”</span>
<span class="purple">“I don't know. We're going to have to find someone important.”</span>
A woman, skin blue with tattoos, has her face deep in Hoarfrost's pussy. Five additional women attend to the pleasures of the queen super-villain, stroking and licking all parts of her frigid body. The mop of red hair working her lips tilts to reveal the face of Hot Tamale. The former hero slides her tongue into Hoarfrost's mouth and the meeting of fire and ice generates a sizzle and a gush of steam.
Hot Tamale looks up, her fiery eyes lock on to yourself and Hive. She whispers to Hoarfrost. The Naturist takes over her role as chief kisser and Hot Tamale makes her way to you.
[[Wait for Hot Tamale.->Hbunker6]]<span class="red">“Holy shit, I'm glad you're breathing Asa,”</span> she says to Hive. <span class="red">“From what Hoarfrost said I thought you were dead. But what are you doing here? This is a private party and you weren't handed an invite.”</span>
<span class="purple">“I could ask you the same question, HT. This is a bad group of people you're associating with. You're no longer in Stacked Justice but it doesn't mean you have to hang out with criminals.”</span>
<span class="red">“They're not bad people. They're just... misunderstood. I'll ask again, what are you doing here?” </span>
<span class="purple">“Someone's going to attack the city tonight and will kill millions of people at least, and we have good intelligence that says Hoarfrost is behind it.”</span>
<span class="red">“The only thing Hoarfrost has planned for tonight is this party. Don't ruin it for her.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Why are you defending her? She was your nemesis for years.”</span>
<span class="red">“And now she's my lover. Things change. I know her. I know her really well. Mass destruction isn't her thing, you're directing your accusations against the wrong person.”</span>
Hive turns to you. <span class="purple">“What do you think, Flashback?”</span>
<span class="brown">“I think I believe her. I thought Hoarfrost was behind it at first, but now it seems to be a misunderstanding on our part.”</span>
Hive sighs. <span class="purple">“I agree. We should check back with Weather Woman to see if she has any new intel. We might still have time to stop the bombing.”</span>
<span class="red">“Weather Woman,”</span> says Hot Tamale contemptuously, small flames snorting from her nostrils. <span class="red">“The shit that she blamed on me to protect that delinquent daughter of hers.”</span> She shakes her head, agitated.
<span class="purple">“She's definitely not perfect, HT, but she always tries her best.”</span>
<span class="red">“Does she, Hive? Does she? Tell me if I were to walk into the lobby of Stacked Tower and say to Nickella the word '''passcode''', what would happen? Huh?” </span>
Hive looks to the floor, expressing embarrassment on behalf of her boss.
<span class="red">“I'll tell you what would happen, I would be given unfettered access to what should be the most secure area of the building. It's a hole in Stacked Tower's security that's the size of a fucking elephant. I know about it, Sunny knows about it, everyone knows about it, but it doesn't get fixed. Do you call that trying her best?”</span>
This scene is now just getting awkward to watch.
<span class="brown">“I think we should go, Hive. What we're looking for isn't here, and we don't have much time left.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Yeah, you're right. Goodbye HT. Tell Hoarfost we're sorry for breaking in, but we're coming back tomorrow so she can answer for what she did to Kylie. She'll know what that means.”</span>
<span class="brown">“If tomorrow ever comes,”</span> you say, mostly to yourself.
[[Leave the baths.->Hbunker7]]As you leave the room you hear a woman call out, “Oh look a light show. It's so pretty and orange.”
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|H_death]]//</span><<display "westwing">>
<span class="gold">“This rejection is not consequential. I sense that there are no fortunes for us through that door.”</span>
[[Return to the east wing.->sAne]]<<display "westwing">>
<span class="purple">“I don't think there's anything important down there anyway, all the important people should be in this half of the building.”</span>
[[Return to the east wing.->sHne]]The door to the west wing of the building is signposted as “General Admission Area: Sauna, Mud baths, Change Rooms, Reception.”
Before you reach it a black-clad staff member steps into your path. “I haven't seen you around here,” she says.
<span class="brown">“We're new.”</span>
“Those uniforms are for masseuses and masseurs, which means that you belong in the massage rooms. Nowhere else.”
<span class="brown">“Yes, but I just have to go to--”</span>
“Whatever it is, someone else will handle it. I'm sure there is a long line of clients queueing for a rub down, so please return to your post.”
<span class="brown">“But--”</span>
“Now!”
You back away. Now is not a good time to attract negative attention.<span class="brown">“We have to get past these guards.”</span>
<span class="gold">“What you propose carries enormous risk. Are you certain it is necessary?”</span>
[[“Probably not.”->sAelev2a]]
[[“Absolutely.”->sAelev2b]]<span class="gold">“Then we shall investigate elsewhere.”</span>
[[Explore elsewhere.->sAse]]<span class="gold">“I see that you truly believe what you say. Do you have a plan to achieve this goal?”</span>
[[“I'll distract them, you sneak in.”->sAelev3a]]
[[“You distract them, I'll sneak in.”->sAelev3b]]<span class="gold">“Very well.”</span>
You walk up to the guards and start talking. <span class="brown">“Hey guys, the boss wants to see the pair of you out back.”</span>
“Who are you?” the female guard asks.
<span class="brown">“I'm <<print "$name">>. I'm new here.”</span>
“Let's see some ID.” She rests one hand on the gun in her belt.
You pat your pockets with your hands. <span class="brown">“I must have left them in my other pants.”</span>
She pulls her gun from her belt and sticks it in your face. “Do not move an inch. Tell me who you really are. Your name's not <<print "$name">>, is it?”
She is inexplicably twitchy. She is behaving as if you are the one threatening her with a gun.
<span class="brown">“Well--”</span>
A light flashes from the gun, there is a noise, and then time stops.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|A_death]]//</span><span class="gold">“Very well,”</span> says Aurakul and she approaches the guards.
You listen from a distance. <span class="gold">“Good afternoon Penny, good afternoon Jeremy.”</span> The conversation continues, but it is too quiet for you to overhear.
The male guard squints sharply at Aurakul as she talks to the female, then suddenly his eyes open wide and he exclaims “I know you. You're Aurakul... of Stacked Justice!”
Both guards draw their guns and start firing. Aurakul does well to close her distance and use her telepathy to anticipate their movements. She bends the male's wrist to a break and takes his gun, the female is shooting wildly, missing her target every time. She misses with uncanny accuracy. The trigger is pulled at the very moment the nozzle is twisted to point in your direction. You feel lightning in your chest and collapse to the ground.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|A_death]]//</span><span class="brown">“We have to get past these guards. You can take them out, can't you?”</span>
<span class="purple">“Too risky. This is a reconnaissance mission, not a storming of the base. We can't get past them without alerting everyone to our presence, and we wouldn't last long if that happens.”</span>
<span class="brown">“Hive, trust me. We have to get past them. It's essential.”</span>
<span class="purple">“Flashback, I appreciate your enthusiasm but you're the amateur here and I'm the pro. Picking unnecessary fights is a bad idea, and I'm not going to change my mind on that.”</span>
[[Attempt to get to the elevator anyway.->sHelev2]]
[[Explore elsewhere.->sHse]]<span class="brown">"I'm going to have to overrule you on that, Hive. I'm going in. If you change your mind, your help will be much appreciated."</span>
The moment you take a step towards the guards and turn your back to Hive, you feel a tightness around your neck.
<span class="purple">"I will not allow you to jeopardise this operation."</span>
She has you in sleeper hold. All your strength can't remove her arm from your throat. You black out.
You wake up and find yourself slumped in a janitor's closet. It is lit with orange light.
<span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|H_death]]//</span><<set $hive_out = 1>>\
<<if $hive_costume eq 1>>\
Hive is dancing in the middle of the room wearing the same outfit you last saw her in; a purple thong and nothing else. Her hips and breasts are swinging to the rhythm of the music. She is oblivious to your presence.
\
<<else>>\
Hive is dancing in the centre of the room, oblivious to your presence. Her tube top does a commendable job of keeping her boobs in place.
<</if>>\
The living room is sparsely furnished with only a low table in the middle of the room and cushions on the floor for seating. An assortment of medieval Asian weapons are mounted on the wall: swords, sais, nunchuku and many others that you recognise from kung fu films but do not know by name. In the nearest corner stands a muk yan jong and a human-shaped punching bag. This room feels as much like a gymnasium as the one four floors below. At the far end of the room is a massage table.
After a full minute of silently watching Hive, she notices your presence. She makes a gesture with her hand and the music is cut; there's some impressive sensor technology in this place. She instantly becomes stern and serious.
<span class="purple">"Explain yourself,"</span> commands Hive.
<span class="brown">"I'm <<print "$name">>. I rang the bell, then I knocked loudly. You didn't answer."</span> Her unchanged stare informs you that you have not yet obeyed her instruction. <span class="brown">"I just wanted to talk to you."</span>
<span class="purple">"But why would I want to talk to you? Are we friends?"</span>
<span class="brown">"We could be, Hive."</span>
<span class="purple">"Hive? If you want to talk to me as a friend, at least address me by my real name."</span>
<span class="brown">''"As you wish, <<textbox "$hivename" "" "Hive_Room_2">>."''</span><<if $sWcham_accuse1 eq 0>>[[“Hoarfrost.”->sWcham_accuse1]]
<</if>>\
<<if $sWcham_accuse2 eq 0>>[[“Sumo.”->sWcham_accuse2]]
<</if>>\
[[“Blue Elf.”->sWcham_accuse3]]
<<if $sWcham_accuse4 eq 0>>[[“Weather Woman.”->sWcham_accuse4]]
<</if>>\
[[“Chameleon.”->sWcham_accuse5]]
<<if $sWcham_accuse6 eq 0>>[[“Flashback.”->sWcham_accuse6]]
<</if>>\<span class="brown">//Brainbox will find some way to save me, right? She's smart enough to think up a good plan, but she's just as likely to do the maths and figure out that the mission has a greater chance of success without me.
She's a cute girl. To think, I got to fuck her senseless. I still can't believe my luck. Good times.//</span>
You open your eyes from your daydream and see Sumo staring at you.
You think you have a hard-on, but can't see it through the hologram. You casually touch your cock and confirm that it is there.
You think about Brainbox some more, <<display "sumo_death">>