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<p>Function5:&#32;</p> <hr /> <div>...<br /> <br /> Must be your first time skipping school... But back to topic. You skip out on your classes to go to the mall. Upon getting there, one of the security guards gives you a really awkward look, and begins to question you.<br /> <br /> You:<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Explain that you are meeting your uncle inside the mall]]<br /> *[[Victim: Tell him you're home schooled]]<br /> *[[Victim: Claim you're 18 and outta school]]<br /> *[[Victim: Run into the Mall]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|H]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Wiggle_your_pert_rump_against_the_guard%27s_bulge 2011-12-02T14:43:50Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Created page with 'You struggle underneath him, legs kicking wildly. Your ass starts rubbing up and down on his hardening cock as you attempt to escape. You hear him grunt in surprise and he reache…'</p> <hr /> <div>You struggle underneath him, legs kicking wildly. Your ass starts rubbing up and down on his hardening cock as you attempt to escape. You hear him grunt in surprise and he reaches a hand underneath your stomach to stop you from escaping as he stands.<br /> Once upright he takes you by the wrist and marches you to his office in the centre of the mall. He sits you down in one of his chairs and turns to lock the door. He is blocking your only exit so your options are limited.<br /> Do you:<br /> <br /> * [[Victim: Try to get past him anyway|Try to get past him anyway]]<br /> * [[Victim: Wait quietly in the chair and hope he thinks you've learned your lesson|Wait quietly in the chair and hope he thinks you've learned your lesson]]<br /> * [[Victim: Wait for him to turn around and then tell him your whole sad story|Wait for him to turn around and then tell him your whole sad story]]<br /> * [[Victim: Try to find another exit|Try to find another exit]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Wiggle]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Clean_your_face 2011-12-02T14:26:02Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>After you hear his footsteps head down the hall, you open your nightstand drawer, and grab a wet wipe (this situation is the reason you bought them) and you clean off your face. <br /> <br /> This has happened enough now that your shock at this injustice and abuse has worn off. Sadly, you are resigned to this reoccurring; there is nothing you can do, it's not like living with your mother would be an improvement, as her string of boyfriends are untrustworthy and scummy.<br /> <br /> After your face is clean, you decide numb yourself a bit, and reach for a bottle of vodka hidden under your bed. You nabbed it last week from your father, and somehow he hasn't noticed it's absence yet. He was pretty wasted when you took it though. <br /> <br /> You take a long swig, and, though your throat is burning (you have never had this much alcohol in one go), you enjoy it, and start to relax.<br /> <br /> Soon you: <br /> *[[Victim: Fall back to sleep, still naked]]<br /> *[[Victim: Decide to take another drink]]<br /> *[[Victim: Feel hungry and head to the kitchen]]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Vodka|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|C]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Drop_your_jaw 2011-12-02T14:25:04Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>Your jaw drops in disbelief as he continues stroking his manhood. He increases his pace and begins to breath heavier, you gaze down at his cock and you know what's about to happen.<br /> <br /> Suddenly a stream of cum flies through the air and with your jaw still dropped the semen lands right onto your tongue.<br /> <br /> You:<br /> *[[Victim: Swallow]]<br /> *[[Victim: Spit]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Drop]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Ask_him_to_stop_it 2011-12-02T14:24:34Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You ask your father to stop molesting you for once in your life. Naturally, he gets angry and reaches for your neck.<br /> <br /> &quot;Who the fuck do you think fed you?&quot; he exclaimed, his wrathful eyes shot into yours. &quot;Who the fuck do you think brought you up?! FUCKING ME, THAT'S FUCKING WHO!&quot;<br /> <br /> He punches you in the stomach and shoves his dick your mouth, ramming it against your face like a clamp. His pubic hair leaves a pungent smell at your nose, and his dick leaves an awful taste in your mouth. It appears that he has not washed it for years, ever since you turned 6 when he starts molesting you.<br /> <br /> Then, he cums with pleasure and moans, leaving his filthy cum in your throat. A knock on the door relieves you a little, thinking that it's your mother, but your father seems not to be panicking...<br /> <br /> &quot;Ah, finally,&quot; he remarks as he steps towards the door. When he opens it, you see a group of men come in - all stark naked and prepared to fuck.<br /> <br /> &quot;So this is your bitch of a daughter?&quot; one of the men asks, with your father nodding with that slanted grin of his.<br /> <br /> You scream in fear, but it is too late. There is no escape, just endless pain. After the gang-rape that your father enthusiastically participates in, he rents you to his friends for fifty bucks, asking them to return you after two weeks.<br /> <br /> Two weeks of rape and who knows what else. Sounds awesome.<br /> <br /> Return to the start:<br /> *[[Victim]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Ask]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Yells_for_help_from_the_people_around_you 2011-12-02T14:23:24Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You yell for help and catch the attention of the people. The guard is pulled off by an angry mob and you take the opportunity to run away.<br /> <br /> Where do you go?<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: to school]]<br /> *[[Victim: home]]<br /> *[[Victim: somewhere else]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Yell]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Kick_the_guard_in_the_nuts_some_more 2011-12-02T14:22:49Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You are pissed of about what he did to you and try to kick his nuts to cause him even more pain. Unfortunately, he grabs your foot at the last minute, pulls it and swing you around to the side, causing your head to hit a wall, leaving you passed out.<br /> <br /> When you awake, you realize that your clothes are all gone and you are left in the alley of some street, lying across the wet, filthy road. Closing in on your face are a number of faces of some perverted old men. Their clothes are all gone, too, and their dicks are erected.<br /> <br /> &quot;Finally awake, are we?&quot; one of the more masculine ones say. &quot;It was a pleasure fucking you.&quot;<br /> <br /> You look down and see liquid dripping out of your cunt and asshole. You realize that the same liquid is on your lips and in your mouth, too. You try to get up and run away, but the five men just pulls you back down and continue their game. It lasts till the night when that same guard appears and gives some cash to the five men. They leave you with the fat guard as he pulls you back into the room for more pleasure of his own.<br /> <br /> '''The end.'''<br /> <br /> Return to the start:<br /> *[[Victim]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Kick]]<br /> [[Category:Victim|Endings]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_watch 2011-12-02T14:20:53Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>He rapes her and turns around to see you.<br /> <br /> ''Damn,'' you think as you duck under your seat. As soon as the bus pulls up to the school you get out and head for the doors but he grabs your arm.<br /> <br /> &quot;I saw you,&quot; he whispers in your ear. &quot;If you wanted it you just could have asked.&quot;<br /> <br /> With that, he knocks you out. You wake up under the bleachers naked. It's dark. He is hovering over you with no clothes on either.<br /> <br /> &quot;No, no, no,&quot; you say while crawling away and trying to untie yourself.<br /> <br /> &quot;You know what they say,&quot; he says as he stops you and lies on top of you with a knife pressed to your neck. &quot;What goes around comes back around.&quot;<br /> <br /> He rapes you over and over again until you turn eighteen and become a fat whore. Congrats, you sick chump!<br /> <br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=nothing|Gender=Female|Age=18}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Watch]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:turn_around_because_you_hear_a_faint_%22help%22 2011-12-02T14:19:51Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You turn around and see a guy raping some nerd girl. Just like you said, they were always the vunerable ones, but you can't just let her get raped, can you?<br /> <br /> So what do you do now?<br /> *[[Victim:take A PICTURE]]<br /> *[[Victim: Help her kick this guys ass]]<br /> *[[Victim: watch]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=books,paper,pencils|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Turn around because you hear a faint &quot;help&quot;]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_turn_around,_glaring,_and_ask_what_in_the_world_is_he_talking_about 2011-12-02T14:19:17Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>He winks at you. &quot;The way you're talking to me says it all,&quot; he says.<br /> <br /> &quot;Don't flatter yourself. It's the way I talk. Besides, I already have a boyfriend,&quot; you say as you get up and sit next to an emo/gothic-looking guy.<br /> <br /> &quot;Then kiss him!&quot; he shouts.<br /> <br /> The guy next to you seems confused by your presence beside him.<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: tell the guy that you were lying ]]<br /> *[[Victim: kiss the emo/gothic guy ]]<br /> *[[Victim: flip him off]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=books,paper,pencils|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Turn around, glaring, and ask what in the world is he talking about<br /> ]]<br /> [[Image: http://media.photobucket.com/image/emo%20guy/Lilbirdtor_44/emo-guy.jpg?o=50 ]]<br /> <br /> the guy you're sitting by</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:take_A_PICTURE 2011-12-02T14:18:39Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You take a picture as he was about to rape her and he snaps around, glaring at you.<br /> <br /> &quot;If you continue, kiss your life goodbye because you're going to jail,&quot; you say.<br /> <br /> He straightens himself out as the nerdy girl does the same. She sits down beside you, and the boys sits down directly behind you.<br /> <br /> &quot;Oh, so you were jealous, huh?&quot; he says, while stroking your hair.<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: turn around, glaring, and ask what in the world is he talking about ]]<br /> *[[Victim:turn around and kiss him ]]<br /> *[[Victim: ignore him and talk to the nerd beside you]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=books,paper,pencils|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Take a PICTURE]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_smile_and_nod 2011-12-02T14:17:04Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>The man's bulge looks very appealing. You gesture for him to enter.<br /> <br /> The box can barely hold two people. The man enters and mostly closes the lid of the box, leaving just enough light to see by. He unbuttons his pants and pulls them down, revealing about an 8-inch boner, thick and veiny. You reach forward and stroke his swollen rod.<br /> <br /> &quot;Okay,&quot; the man whispers, removing your dress. &quot;Spread your legs.&quot; You do so, and he slides into you. He moves slowly, so as not to tear the box, but he fills you up with each thrust. You let out a series of soft moans as he fingers your clit while taking you.<br /> <br /> &quot;That's right, slut,&quot; he grunts. &quot;Take it all. Cum for me, you little tart.&quot; His large dick and his skilled fingers leave you no choice. Your body shudders and your legs wrap tightly around the man's hips as you orgasm. <br /> <br /> &quot;Now I'm going to mark you,&quot; he hisses. He pulls out and fires hot jets of cum over your face, chest and belly. &quot;This is the best,&quot; he grunts. &quot;No need for roses or a dinner or any of that, just a slut whose holes can be filled.&quot;<br /> <br /> You're happy for the orgasm, and the man did satisfy your needs [for now], but you don't like the way he is talking about you.<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Lick his cum off your face|Lick his cum off your face]]<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Tell him not to call you a slut|Tell him not to call you a slut]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=25}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Smile and nod]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_punch_the_man_in_the_balls 2011-12-02T14:16:34Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You sock him in the balls. He gags, and plunges the blade into your neck.<br /> <br /> <br /> == The End==<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=25}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Punch the man in the balls]]<br /> [[Category:Endings]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_frown,_and_kick_him_in_the_face. 2011-12-02T14:16:05Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You aim a kick at his face. He catches your ankle before you can connect. He plants a quick kiss on your grimy sole, then stuffs your toes into his mouth. <br /> <br /> Do you:<br /> *[[Victim: Frig your clam some more while he sucks your toes|Frig your clam some more while he sucks your toes]]<br /> *[[Victim: Force your foot down his throat|Force your foot down his throat]]<br /> *[[Victim: Kick his balls with your other foot|Kick his balls with your other foot]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=25}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Frown, and kick him in the face]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_finish_shaving 2011-12-02T14:15:38Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You step back out of your box and resume shaving your legs. Right as you finish up, a cloth is placed over your nose and mouth from behind. <br /> <br /> ''Someone must have been as quiet as a mouse!'' you think. ''I didn't hear a sound!''<br /> <br /> That's your last thought before the chemicals on the cloth cause you to pass out.<br /> <br /> When you regain consciousness, you blink your eyes a few times and shake your head to try and clear it. Your body still feels heavy-limbed, as if the knockout drug is still affecting you. A pleasant smell is emanating from your body.<br /> <br /> &quot;It'll be a few hours before you're back to normal,&quot; a voice says. You focus your eyes and look up. A tall, willowy blonde in incredibly elegant clothing, wearing a diamond necklace worth more than most houses, is examining your body. You look around and realize you're lying naked on a bed, and a collar-and-chain set around your neck is attached to a metal ring in the wall.<br /> <br /> &quot;You've been asleep for 36 hours,&quot; the blonde continues. &quot;By the way, I'm Sarah, your new Mistress. My husband Thomas, your new Master, will be back in about 90 minutes. Your new slave name is Janine. Our personnel have taken blood and skin samples from you for months, confirming that you're disease-free. The bathroom is through that door, and we will keep you fed properly. Do not resist us and we will treat you well. You've been bathed in rosewater and rubbed with aromatic oils. Your body hair has been completely, permanently removed. If you try and fight back... no one will ever miss the homeless woman. I doubt anyone even knows or cares that you're missing.&quot;<br /> <br /> You pause to take all this in. After a moment, you unsteadily get to your feet and wobble to the bathroom. When you finish, Sarah helps you lie back down on the bed. <br /> <br /> &quot;Have you ever serviced a woman?&quot; Sarah purrs. &quot;If you're not comfortable with it, I don't think Thomas will object if he gets first crack at your body. He's a young 'un, only about 22, but he couldn't resist me. I'm 37... you pick up a lot of little tricks with experience.&quot;<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Tell Sarah you'll service her now|Tell Sarah you'll service her now]]<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Ask for a meal before you service Sarah|Ask for a meal before you service Sarah]]<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Wait for Thomas to arrive|Wait for Thomas to arrive]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=25}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|Finish shaving]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_He_wants_you_to_stuff_one_more_thing_in_there 2011-12-02T14:14:57Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You've pushed in the last handful of mud that you think will fit and hesitate. He's stopped waving the switchblade in favor of looking through your purse and backpack, taking your money and anything else that catches his eye.<br /> <br /> &quot;I... I don't think I can fit any more in,&quot; you whisper, afraid of what he'll do. Excited by the dread.<br /> <br /> &quot;Well we wouldn't want it falling out, now would we?&quot; he asks, in a bored voice, but laced with an underlying edge. You shake your head like you know you're supposed to.<br /> <br /> &quot;Guess you'd better seal it in there with this,&quot; he says, and you stare at the can of Diet Coke you'd brought for lunch. You gape at the two and a half inch wide can, and dare to look up at him. &quot;Course, I could just cut off your clit,&quot; he says, as if it was a reasonable trade.<br /> <br /> With trembling hands you take the can, but you know it's a losing proposition even as you struggling to get any of it into you. With the mud so hard-packed already it isn't until he surprises you by kicking the can that it makes any progress.<br /> <br /> Yelping in surprise you slide back a foot from the force of the blow, your shoulders hitting a post, bracing you as he kicks the can again. As if taking inspiration from the football field on the other side of the stands you're under he kicks over and over, his boots slowly forcing the can deeper into you. Your cunt is stretched so much by the thick cannister that scarcely any mud escapes. Instead, with each push of the can the mud is forced deeper, and the inside of your pussy stretched, distending your abdomen little by little until you look four or five months pregnant.<br /> <br /> With tears streaming down your face you obediently hold the can in place for each kick until only the bottom of it sticks out. A few more kicks are enough for the can to enter you fully, but he kicks a few more for good measure, these landing more often on your aching clit until the punishment explodes in another orgasm and you black out<br /> <br /> When you regain consciousness...<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: You're alone, and decide to clean up before going to class as if nothing was wrong]]<br /> *[[Victim: You go to the nurse's office to get the mud &amp; can removed]]<br /> *[[Victim: You've been turned over and someone is fucking your asshole]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|H]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Orgasm!_This_humiliation_is_such_a_turn_on! 2011-12-02T14:14:24Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>His cock keeps hitting the back of your throat, bruising it and making you gag each time. You've had boys talk about blowjobs and even ask for one, but you've never given one before, preferring to tease and taunt and then blow them off. This guy just slams it in like you're a hole in the wall.<br /> <br /> After a few more stroke he hits your throat particularly hard, making you see stars just before you throw up, vomit coming out of your mouth and nose like a fountain, covering your face.<br /> <br /> He stares at you in disgust, his cock covered in chunks of breakfast, and punches you in your tits over and over, left then right. The pain and the smell of vomit makes you upchuck again, more of your spew piling onto his cock.<br /> <br /> He growls, and rolls your body, yanking your legs up so your ass is raised.<br /> <br /> &quot;You want filthy, bitch?&quot; he asks, like you'd had a choice. &quot;Try this.&quot;<br /> <br /> The next moment you feel an explosion of pain from your butt and realize he's jamming his vomit-covered dick into your asshole.<br /> <br /> You open your mouth to scream, only to vomit again, weakly. He laughs as your face lies in a puddle of your own stomach contents, and jams his dick as hard and far into your ass as he can. Like his face-fucking he doesn't give a shit about you or if you like it. He doesn't care that you're pretty, because right now you're not. He doesn't care if you're popular because there's no one here. He doesn't care that you didn't say he could because he doesn't care about you. For the first time in your life you're not special, not beautiful, not in a position of power. For the first time you're helpless and disgusting and worthless. Everything you believed about yourself is stripped away by his rape of your mouth and ass, by his easy dominance and callous disregard of you.<br /> <br /> Suddenly all the other boys seem immature and worthless compared to him. It's a weird jolt. He goes from being your rapist and a terror to being something like your god, a boy you can't deny because he won't take no. Somehow it all coagulates in your body and mind in one big giant sensation that makes your body convulse and your mouth cry out and your brain overload with what you belatedly realize is your first orgasm.<br /> <br /> He starts to laugh atop you and grabs your hair, using it to rub your face through vomit and the softened dirt beneath it, smearing the still-clean parts of you with filth. You feel like it's your pristine soul he's touching, fouling, and the more filth he coats you with the more the pressure builds up.<br /> <br /> His cock rotates, stabs you from different angles, and gouges as deep as it can. You feel wetness trickling from it and know you're bleeding, but you don't care. You're waiting for him to cum, for the final degradation and filth, and until that happens the pleasure inside grows, as if this time it can't be released unless he completes the process. If he takes too long you feel like you'll explode, but he doesn't take long because he doesn't care about you, only about himself, and your asshole is just another way to masturbate himself to an orgasm, your suffering just another turn on.<br /> <br /> At long last he grunts, a chink in his armor. He doesn't care about you, he's ruined you, but you had the power to make this happen, you just had to be raped and beaten to make it happen. His orgasm is permission for your own, and you buck even more widly than before, rubbing your own face into the puke in front of you as your brain overloads.<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Someone discovers the two of you]]<br /> *[[Victim: He moves on to some other torment]]<br /> *[[Victim: You beg him to let you be his girlfriend]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|O]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_He_moves_on_to_some_other_torment 2011-12-02T14:10:36Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You barely realize he's cum inside you, and it's only when you start to drown in your own vomit that you come to, with the realization that he's not done. His cock, in spite of him just cumming, hasn't softened yet, and he's sticking its head into your tight, unused vagina. You make a moaning sound, something that could be protest or encouragement, and freeze when you feel him lift your hips before unleashing a stream of liquid into you. for a long moment you can't figure out what he's doing until you realize that he's pissing inside your precious sex. The realization sends you into another orgasm as he proves again that you're just a filthy hole to be used.<br /> <br /> &quot;Fucking cunt. You want to be fucked?&quot; he asked, looking at you for the first time since he began fucking you earlier. You nod eagerly, eyes beseeching him, and his lips curl in disgust. &quot;Fuck yourself. I want to see you stuff your vomit and the mud around you inside you. Don't stop until you can't get anything more in. And don't let any of that piss leak out.&quot;<br /> <br /> At first you don't understand, and it isn't until he pulls a switchblade and pops it open that you scoop up the mud and vomit you'd been lying in. Much of it coated your face or soaked into your hair but there's enough mud beneath the bleachers for you to fill yourself until you feel like you're trying to give childbirth in reverse.<br /> <br /> As he motions for you to push harder you feel an abrupt pain inside of you. It takes a moment for you to realize that you've just popped your hymen, and you feel like either crying or orgasming at the realization that you've lost your virginity to a pile of mud. Now that the way's been opened, though, you're able to pack a lot more inside of you, until you're athletic tummy actually bulges a little.<br /> <br /> But it seems even that won't satisfy him.<br /> <br /> *[[Victim: Now you have to do the same with your asshole]]<br /> *[[Victim: He wants you to stuff one more thing in there]]<br /> *[[Victim: As if nothing had happened he walks away]]<br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|H]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_H-hey,_you_actually_enjoy_this! 2011-12-02T14:07:37Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You open your eyes and gasp. &quot;Ohh god!&quot; you squeal in pleasure. The feeling is like ecstasy to your body. You feel his finger stretch and swimming inside your ass, touching sensitive spots. After 30 seconds of him fondling your butt to open it, he sticks another finger in your tight butt.<br /> <br /> [[Victim: Oral]]<br /> <br /> [[Victim: Anal]]<br /> <br /> [[Victim: Dress Up]]<br /> <br /> [[Victim: Try to Run]]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Male|Age=11}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|H]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Don%27t_resist._(slut) 2011-12-02T14:06:41Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Category correction</p> <hr /> <div>&quot;Get it over with...&quot; you bravely mumble. The big man smiles, &quot;Ohoho! A tough guy eh? Let's see how tough you are now!&quot;. The bear-like man holds your legs up by your ankle with 1 hand, an with his free hand, suck his middle finger. &quot;Lets open this bad puppy up.&quot; he circles his finger around the edge of your anus, the sensation you feel is great. Finally, his huge finger penetrates your butt and you cringe your toes and shut your eyes tight.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> [[Victim: Doze off into La La land from shock]]<br /> <br /> [[Victim: H-hey, you actually enjoy this!]]<br /> <br /> [[Victim: Howl in terror, maybe your next door neighbors will hear it.]]<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Male|Age=11}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|D]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Give_in,_you_can%27t_beat_this_mean_dude. 2011-12-02T14:06:05Z

<p>Function5:&#32;category correction</p> <hr /> <div>You give up. <br /> <br /> You stare at the manbeeforoni, and it seems like it's staring right back at you. You gulp, and begin to sweat. You've never had anything stuck up your butt before, well. There was that one time at bandcamp where you got dared to... nevermind. You got '''BIGGER''' problems to worry about.<br /> <br /> You tightly close your eyes, and prepare for huge impact. Suddenly, a rubbery pointy like object is felt inside your anus. You open your eyes, the beast man has a bottle of of gelly stuck in your bum. You cock an eyebrow at him, &quot;Wha-AAAHH!&quot;. Your question is cutoff by a liquid-ey sensation traveling through your bowls. &quot;Haha, you think I'd shove my dudemeat into your ass without lube?! I don't wanna kill you right off the bat, I want my buddies to try you out too.&quot; The beast man squeezed the gelly in your butt, called 'lube'.<br /> <br /> ''Other... buddies?'' you ask yourself. You stare at your mother again. &quot;What about my mom?&quot; The big man laughs, and massages his enormous dick with the 'lube'. &quot;Your mom is a whore, she sold you and herself to my gang, just for some money, what a bitch.&quot; He slaps his dick a few times, and grins. &quot;Alright, let's dance!&quot; <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> [[Victim: Kick his dick! That douche is going to rip you apart with that dick!]]<br /> <br /> [[Victim: Don't resist. (slut)]]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Male|Age=11}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|G]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Try_the_door 2011-12-02T14:03:35Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Created page with 'You get up off of the bed and walk to the door. It's locked. Well, you have a couple of options... You can: * Try to break the door down …'</p> <hr /> <div>You get up off of the bed and walk to the door.<br /> It's locked.<br /> Well, you have a couple of options... <br /> You can:<br /> <br /> * [[Victim: Try to break the door down|Try to break the door down]]<br /> * [[victim: Search the room for clues, or a way out|Search the room for clues or a way out... Anything!]]<br /> * [[Victim: Lay back down to sleep|Give up and just go to sleep]]<br /> * [[Victim: Stay awake and wait|Stay awake all night and wait for whoever took you to show so they don't catch you sleeping more than once]]<br /> <br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=25}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|T]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Pop_a_couple_of_paracetamol_and_try_to_get_to_school 2011-12-02T13:04:15Z

<p>Function5:&#32;</p> <hr /> <div>You lever yourself off of the cold tiles and rummage through the medicine cabinet managing to find two paracetamol tablets after checking three different empty boxes. You down the pills and get on with your day.<br /> <br /> As per usual, you get ready for school. You eat your average breakfast, making it yourself as your father is a drunk and is probably hung over. You get your hair just the way you like it, put on whatever make up you feel like, if any, take care of your hygiene as you see fit, and get into whatever clothing suits you best, as usual...<br /> <br /> You look like:<br /> *[[Victim: A nerdy, thin girl whom might be cute, glasses and all]]<br /> *[[Victim: A beauty-queen whom could be on a magazine cover]]<br /> *[[Victim: Just average]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|P]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Go_to_the_bathroom_and_try_to_throw_up 2011-12-02T13:03:02Z

<p>Function5:&#32;wrong category sozzles</p> <hr /> <div>You hobble to the bathroom and lean your head over the toilet groaning softly to yourself. You sit for a little while waiting for the world to end, but the walk and the cooler air of the bathroom seems to have done you some good. Maybe today won't be such a write off after all.<br /> <br /> Do you:<br /> <br /> * [[Victim: Think that maybe a shower will make you feel better]]<br /> * [[Victim: Pop a couple of paracetamol and try to get to school]]<br /> * [[Victim: Go to the kitchen; maybe some breakfast will perk you up]] <br /> * [[Victim: Don't feel very well...|Victim: Head back to bed because you still don't feel well]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|G]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Go_to_the_bathroom_and_try_to_throw_up 2011-12-02T12:57:05Z

<p>Function5:&#32;</p> <hr /> <div>You hobble to the bathroom and lean your head over the toilet groaning softly to yourself. You sit for a little while waiting for the world to end, but the walk and the cooler air of the bathroom seems to have done you some good. Maybe today won't be such a write off after all.<br /> <br /> Do you:<br /> <br /> * [[Victim: Think that maybe a shower will make you feel better]]<br /> * [[Victim: Pop a couple of paracetamol and try to get to school]]<br /> * [[Victim: Go to the kitchen; maybe some breakfast will perk you up]] <br /> * [[Victim: Don't feel very well...|Victim: Head back to bed because you still don't feel well]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|D]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Don%27t_feel_very_well... 2011-12-02T12:56:10Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Added a little bit which doesn't change the continuity for the original storyline but ties it in with another thread</p> <hr /> <div>You feel like crap. Your head hurts, you feel like throwing up, and you're probably running a temperature.<br /> <br /> Sitting back in your bed you sigh to yourself; you know you're the only one in the house who will care if you miss school. Your father is probably drunk or hung over, your mother lives thousands of miles away, and you have no siblings. <br /> You lie down, you're staying home today (yay!).<br /> <br /> You:<br /> *[[Victim: Go back to sleep]]<br /> *[[Victim: Play with yourself]]. Might as well make yourself feel better, right?<br /> *[[Victim: Go to the bathroom and try to throw up]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|D]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Do_the_obvious,_and_get_ready 2011-12-02T12:52:34Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Fixed your/you're</p> <hr /> <div>As per usual, you get ready for school. You eat your average breakfast, making it yourself as your father is a drunk and is probably hung over. You get your hair just the way you like it, put on whatever make up you feel like, if any, take care of your hygiene as you see fit, and get into whatever clothing suits you best, as usual...<br /> <br /> You look like:<br /> *[[Victim: A nerdy, thin girl whom might be cute, glasses and all]]<br /> *[[Victim: A beauty-queen whom could be on a magazine cover]]<br /> *[[Victim: Just average]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|D]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Pop_a_couple_of_paracetamol_and_try_to_get_to_school 2011-12-02T12:46:45Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Created page with 'You lever yourself off of the cold tiles and rummage through the medicine cabinet managing to find two paracetamol tablets after checking three different empty boxes. You down th…'</p> <hr /> <div>You lever yourself off of the cold tiles and rummage through the medicine cabinet managing to find two paracetamol tablets after checking three different empty boxes. You down the pills and get on with your day.<br /> <br /> As per usual, you get ready for school. You eat your average breakfast, making it yourself as your father is a drunk and is probably hung over. You get your hair just the way you like it, put on whatever make up you feel like, if any, take care of your hygiene as you see fit, and get into whatever clothing suits you best, as usual...<br /> <br /> You look like:<br /> *[[Victim: A nerdy, thin girl whom might be cute, glasses and all]]<br /> *[[Victim: A beauty-queen whom could be on a magazine cover]]<br /> *[[Victim: Just average]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|D]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Go_to_the_bathroom_and_try_to_throw_up 2011-12-02T12:42:22Z

<p>Function5:&#32;</p> <hr /> <div>You hobble to the bathroom and lean your head over the toilet groaning softly to yourself. You sit for a little while waiting for the world to end, but the walk and the cooler air of the bathroom seems to have done you some good. Maybe today won't be such a write off after all.<br /> <br /> Do you:<br /> <br /> * [[Victim: Think that maybe a shower will make you feel better]]<br /> * [[Victim: Pop a couple of paracetamol and try to get to school]]<br /> * [[Victim: Go to the kitchen; maybe some breakfast will perk you up]] <br /> * [[Victim: Don't feel very well...|Head back to bed because you still don't feel well]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|D]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Go_to_the_bathroom_and_try_to_throw_up 2011-12-02T12:37:34Z

<p>Function5:&#32;</p> <hr /> <div>You hobble to the bathroom and lean your head over the toilet groaning softly to yourself. You sit for a little while waiting for the world to end, but the walk and the cooler air of the bathroom seems to have done you some good. Maybe today won't be such a write off after all.<br /> <br /> Do you:<br /> <br /> * [[Victim: Think that maybe a shower will make you feel better]]<br /> * [[Victim: Pop a couple of paracetamol and try to get to school]]<br /> * [[Victim: Go to the kitchen; maybe some breakfast will perk you up]] <br /> * [[Victim: Go back to bed]]<br /> <br /> {{VictimStat|Equipment=Nothing|Gender=Female|Age=14}}<br /> [[Category:Victim|D]]</div>

Function5 http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Victim:_Go_to_the_bathroom_and_try_to_throw_up 2011-12-02T12:36:05Z

<p>Function5:&#32;Created page with 'You hobble to the bathroom and lean your head over the toilet groaning softly to yourself. You sit for a little while waiting for the world to end, but the walk and the cooler ai…'</p> <hr /> <div>You hobble to the bathroom and lean your head over the toilet groaning softly to yourself. You sit for a little while waiting for the world to end, but the walk and the cooler air of the bathroom seems to have done you some good. Maybe today won't be such a write off after all.<br /> <br /> Do you:<br /> <br /> * [[Victim: Think that maybe a shower will make you feel better]]<br /> * [[Victim: Pop a couple of paracetamol and try to get to school]]<br /> * [[Victim: Go to the kitchen; maybe some breakfast will perk you up]] <br /> * [[Victim: Go back to bed]]</div>

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