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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Do_it_without_complaining</id>
		<title>Do it without complaining</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-27T04:19:08Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;'''''Being a young teenage girl is tough!'''''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Strip? That's all? Maybe this won't be so bad. You saunter towards the table and climb onto it, shaking your ass and licking your lips. Though your heart thuds in your chest, you try your best to act sexy and provocative, hoping they let you go easier.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, baby!&amp;quot; one of the men yells. The all laugh and clap as you shoot him a wry stare and throw your chest forward. Time to start stripping. You think back to all those music videos you've seen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of your shorts. They're just barely big enough to slip off without unbuttoning, so you do that slowly, inching them down one side after another. As you do that, you duck and strut on the small surface of the table. Soon, at least half your ass is sticking out, revealing your thong. The men cheer when you bring your legs together and let go of the shorts, making them fall the rest of the way down your legs. With a seductive grin and a flourish of your hands, you kick the shorts towards the men, hitting one of them in the face. He's grinning as it falls away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Next, you cross your arms and grab the opposite ends of your shirt. As you sashay and shake your almost-bare ass, you lift the shirt slowly up your stomach. Your smooth teen abs send the men into an uproar; they shout and laugh and urge you on. Giving them a seductive look, you lower the shirt all the way back down. They groan at your teasing, but cheer when you pull it up again, this time higher than when you stopped. You continue that - lifting your shirt, then lowering it, then lifting it again, until it's at the very bottom of your tits. Then, in a sudden movement, you whip the shirt all the way off and fling it into the crowd to join your shorts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You're now standing on the table in just your thong and bra, being leered at by these men.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fuck, I didn't think you'd be this into it,&amp;quot; the cop who greeted you at the door says. &amp;quot;You're one hot fuckin' slut, you know that? Keep going!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[He's right... Something in you has woken up. You feel like a slut, and that's how you'll strip.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ignore him and keep up the act, hoping they let you leave soon.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tell them that's all you'll show, and you're leaving now.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Suddenly get cold feet and panic, trying to escape.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Requirements:'''  ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Blackmail]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Do_it_without_complaining</id>
		<title>Do it without complaining</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-27T04:18:07Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;Created page with ''''''Being a young teenage girl is tough!'''''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  Strip? That's all? Maybe this won't be so bad. You saunter towards the table and climb onto it, shaking your ass and licki…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;'''''Being a young teenage girl is tough!'''''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Strip? That's all? Maybe this won't be so bad. You saunter towards the table and climb onto it, shaking your ass and licking your lips. Though your heart thuds in your chest, you try your best to act sexy and provocative, hoping they let you go easier.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah, baby!&amp;quot; one of the men yells. The all laugh and clap as you shoot him a wry stare and throw your chest forward. Time to start stripping. You think back to all those music videos you've seen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of your shorts. They're just barely big enough to slip off without unbuttoning, so you do that slowly, inching them down one side after another. As you do that, you duck and strut on the small surface of the table. Soon, at least half your ass is sticking out, revealing your thong. The men cheer when you bring your legs together and let go of the shorts, making them fall the rest of the way down your legs. With a seductive grin and a flourish of your hands, you kick the shorts towards the men, hitting one of them in the face. He's grinning as it falls away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Next, you cross your arms and grab the opposite ends of your shirt. As you sashay and shake your almost-bare ass, you lift the shirt slowly up your stomach. Your smooth teen abs send the men into an uproar; they shout and laugh and urge you on. Giving them a seductive look, you lower the shirt all the way back down. They groan at your teasing, but cheer when you pull it up again, this time higher than when you stopped. You continue that - lifting your shirt, then lowering it, then lifting it again, until it's at the very bottom of your tits. Then, in a sudden movement, you whip the shirt all the way off and fling it into the crowd to join your shorts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You're now standing on the table in just your thong and bra, being leered at by these men.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fuck, I didn't think you'd be this into it,&amp;quot; the cop who greeted you at the door says. &amp;quot;You're one hot fuckin' slut, you know that? Keep going!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[He's right... Something in you has woken up. You feel like a slut, and that's how you'll strip.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ignore him and keep up the act, hoping they let you leave soon.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tell them that's all you'll show, and you're leaving now.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Suddenly get cold feet and panic, trying to escape.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
'''Requirements:'''  ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Blackmail]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Rather_do_more_than_that</id>
		<title>Rather do more than that</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-27T03:55:18Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;That's a little tame, don't you think?&amp;quot; you say, smiling slyly at your sister and her boyfriend. Her eyes widen in surprise, but Michael grins excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'd much rather...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[you suck mine.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[eat you out. Incest is hot.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[be your toilet.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[suck Michael's cock.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Requirements:'''  ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Blackmail]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Rather_do_more_than_that</id>
		<title>Rather do more than that</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-27T03:53:17Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;That's a little tame, don't you think?&amp;quot; you say, smiling slyly at your sister and her boyfriend. Her eyes widen in surprise, but Michael grins excitedly.  &amp;quot;I'd much rather...  *…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;That's a little tame, don't you think?&amp;quot; you say, smiling slyly at your sister and her boyfriend. Her eyes widen in surprise, but Michael grins excitedly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'd much rather...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[you suck mine.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[eat you out. Incest is hot.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[be your toilet.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[suck Michael's cock.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
'''Requirements:'''  ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Calls_another_girl_to_lick_you_clean</id>
		<title>Calls another girl to lick you clean</title>
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				<updated>2014-10-27T03:04:32Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Sophie! Come!&amp;quot; he shouts, ignoring you as he turns to face the kitchen. You can hear the sound of stairs being ascended, then a blonde girl, no more than 14 or 15, crawls out of…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Sophie! Come!&amp;quot; he shouts, ignoring you as he turns to face the kitchen. You can hear the sound of stairs being ascended, then a blonde girl, no more than 14 or 15, crawls out of the kitchen wearing a thick leather collar. The look in her eyes as she stares at the guy is full of adoration and obedience. She stops at his feet and then settles there on her knees, glancing at you once with curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;This is Sophie, my sister.&amp;quot; The man pats her head, and she closes her eyes contentedly. &amp;quot;Sophie, this is... Well, I don't know her name. Let's call her Pissie, since she loves piss so much. Isn't that right, Pissie?&amp;quot; You find yourself nodding before you can think about it. &amp;quot;Sophie, as you can see, Pissie is covered in piss and cum. Give her a tongue bath, won't you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sophie instantly obeys. She crawls to your and, without hesitation, leans down and touches her tongue to your feet. The sensation of her licking it tickly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Giggle and lift your foot to give Sophie better access.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Freak out and try to escape through the door.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ask the man what's going to happen to you while Sophie cleans you.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
'''Requirements:'''  ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blackmail]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Rip_Amanda%27s_clothes_off.</id>
		<title>Rip Amanda's clothes off.</title>
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				<updated>2012-09-16T02:47:53Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You eye Amanda's smooth, pale neck, and note with displeasure that her blouse is buttoned modestly high. You switch your gaze to her legs. The space between the top of her kneehi…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You eye Amanda's smooth, pale neck, and note with displeasure that her blouse is buttoned modestly high. You switch your gaze to her legs. The space between the top of her kneehigh socks and long skirt is disappointingly short. You make a mental note to revise the school's dress code.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Amanda flicks her eyes briefly up at you. You lock eyes for a moment, then she blushes and stares at the floor again. A smirk crosses your face. You take a step towards the girl, and she blushes harder. With lightning fast speed, your arm whips out and you grab Amanda's chin, forcing her to look into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don't be so shy, sweetie,&amp;quot; you say, putting emphasis on the last word. You chuckle, and gently stroke her cheek. Amanda visibly relaxes a little.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As soon as you see the look of relief fill her eyes, you bring your hand down, hooking your fingers into the collar of her shirt. Buttons pop around the bathroom as Amanda's shirt is ripped off her torso. She screams and falls to the ground, but the sound doesn't worry you. You know no one will bother you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You stand with your hands on your hips and your cock straining to rip through the fabric of your clothes as you watch Amanda on the ground. Reaching down, you deftly unhook her white bra before she has a chance to react, and, smiling cruelly, you grab the sides of her skirt and pull it off her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Stand up!&amp;quot; you order. Amanda climbs to her feet, shaking, and you appraise her nearly naked body. Her tiny tits are topped with decently sized nipples. You lick your lips upon seeing a slight camel toe in her white panties.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Stay still.&amp;quot; Your voice is ice cold, and she obeys as you slide up next to her and slip her panties down to the ground. Her delicious cunt is topped with a small amount of fuzz.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You slowly stand back up and stare at your prize lustfully. She's once again looking down at the ground, as if she knows that she's now your complete plaything.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Release your aching cock and shove it in Amanda's face.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Force Amanda onto all fours.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Make absolute certain that Amanda knows your power over her.]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_teachers_bathroom._It_is_private,_and_no_one_will_bother_you.</id>
		<title>The teachers bathroom. It is private, and no one will bother you.</title>
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				<updated>2012-09-16T01:03:08Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You lead her down the hall towards the teacher's lounge, and once inside, enter the bathroom. It's a bit more luxurious than a regular bathroom, and kept to a higher standard of maintenance and cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Amanda flinches as the bathroom door swings shut with a thud. You smirk as you appraise her petite body. Her red hair flows down to the middle of her back, and under the auburn bangs her green eyes sparkle innocently. Even without being compared to your massive tits, her chest bumps are tiny, little more than A cups. Her ass curves nicely under her uniform's dress, but it isn't very big. She couldn't be taller than 5'.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The girl averts her eyes from your penetrating gaze, and watching her stare submissively at the floor, waiting, with her hands clasped in front of her, makes your cock throb. Now you just need to decide what to do with the cunt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Rip Amanda's clothes off.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Pull up your skirt and force Amanda to her knees.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Humiliate Amanda verbally.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Slap Amanda across the face.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:A Gifted Woman]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_teachers_bathroom._It_is_private,_and_no_one_will_bother_you.</id>
		<title>The teachers bathroom. It is private, and no one will bother you.</title>
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				<updated>2012-09-14T18:30:46Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You lead her down the hall towards the teacher's lounge, and once inside, enter the bathroom. It's a bit more luxurious than a regular bathroom, and kept to a higher standard of maintenance and cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Amanda flinches as the bathroom door swings shut with a thud. You smirk as you appraise her petite body. Her red hair flows down to the middle of her back, and under the auburn bangs her green eyes sparkle innocently. Even without being compared to your massive tits, her chest bumps are tiny, little more than A cups. Her ass curves nicely under her uniform's dress, but it isn't very big. She couldn't be more that 5' tall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The girl averts her eyes from your penetrating gaze, and watching her stare submissively at the floor, waiting, with her hands clasped in front of her, makes your cock throb. Now you just need to decide what to do with the cunt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Rip Amanda's clothes off.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Pull up your skirt and force Amanda to her knees.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Humiliate Amanda verbally.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Slap Amanda across the face.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:A Gifted Woman]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/The_teachers_bathroom._It_is_private,_and_no_one_will_bother_you.</id>
		<title>The teachers bathroom. It is private, and no one will bother you.</title>
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				<updated>2012-09-14T18:29:42Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You lead her down the hall towards the teacher's lounge, and once inside, enter the bathroom. It's a bit more luxurious than a regular bathroom, and kept to a higher standard of …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You lead her down the hall towards the teacher's lounge, and once inside, enter the bathroom. It's a bit more luxurious than a regular bathroom, and kept to a higher standard of maintenance and cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Amanda flinches as the bathroom door swings shut with a thud. You smirk as you appraise her petite body. Her red hair flows down to the middle of her back, and under the auburn bangs her green eyes sparkle innocently. Even without being compared to your massive tits, her chest bumps are tiny, little more than A cups. Her ass curves nicely under her uniform's dress, but it isn't very big. She couldn't be more that 5' tall.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The girl averts her eyes from your penetrating gaze, and watching her stare submissively at the floor, waiting, with her hands clasped in front of her, makes your cock throb. Now you just need to decide what to do with the cunt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Rip Amanda's clothes off.]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Pull up your skirt and force Amanda to her knees.]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Humiliate Amanda verbally.]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Slap Amanda across the face.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:A Gifted Woman]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/WAS:_Challenge_the_bandit_leader_to_a_duel</id>
		<title>WAS: Challenge the bandit leader to a duel</title>
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				<updated>2010-01-04T02:00:23Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Your voice rings out, stopping the circle of bandits several feet from you. &amp;quot;I challenge your leader to a duel!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bandits just laugh at you and one prepares to slash you with his sword. Your own blade comes up to block his as you force your mind to accept your fate; there's no use dying like a coward. Before the bandit's sword strikes yours, however, his leader commands him to stop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;A duel, you say?&amp;quot; the bandit leader says, his voice oddly sophisticated and suave for a bandit. &amp;quot;If you win, you'll demand the princess, that much is obvious. But if I win?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you win, I'll be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bandit chuckles. &amp;quot;Well said! Well said indeed. Very well, you shall have your duel! For the sake of fairness, I'll not use my mount.&amp;quot; With a graceful movement, the bandit leader slides off of his horse. &amp;quot;Clear a circle out, you lousy whelps!&amp;quot; he growls at the other bandits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They move with a practiced efficiency, something you never thought you'd see in a group of bandits. Either these aren't bandits or you're facing a talented taskmaster. Soon, a sizable circle with a radius of roughly twenty feet surrounds the two of you. The princess stares at you with a worried expression, her loveliness marred by the bandits preventing her from escaping.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bandit leader shrugs his mighty shoulders in a pre-battle stretch. &amp;quot;Now then, let us duel!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You begin circling to the left while the bandit leader strafes to your right; a comfortable ten feet lies between you and him. Minutes pass. Neither you nor he appear willing to strike first.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[WAS: Continue waiting for him to make the first move]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[WAS: Attempt to make conversation]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[WAS: Charge him with a battle cry]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[WAS: Slowly close the distance between the two of you]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: War and Sex]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/WAS:_Challenge_the_bandit_leader_to_a_duel</id>
		<title>WAS: Challenge the bandit leader to a duel</title>
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				<updated>2010-01-04T01:58:19Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Your voice rings out, stopping the circle of bandits several feet from you. &amp;quot;I challenge your leader to a duel!&amp;quot;  The bandits just laugh at you and one prepares to slash you with…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Your voice rings out, stopping the circle of bandits several feet from you. &amp;quot;I challenge your leader to a duel!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bandits just laugh at you and one prepares to slash you with his sword. Your own bladed comes up to block as you force your mind to except your fate; there's no use dying like a coward. Before the bandit's sword strikes yours, however, his leader commands him to stop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;A duel, you say?&amp;quot; the bandit leader says, his voice oddly sophisticated and suave for a bandit. &amp;quot;If you win, you'll demand the princess, that much is obvious. What if I win?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you win, I'll be dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bandit chuckles. &amp;quot;Well said! Well said indeed, my friend. Very well, you shall have your duel! For the sake of fairness, I'll not use my mount.&amp;quot; With a graceful movement, the bandit leader slides off of his horse. &amp;quot;Clear a circle out, you lousy whelps!&amp;quot; he growls at the other bandits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They move with a practiced efficiency, something you never thought you'd see in a group of bandits. Either these aren't bandits or you're facing a talented taskmaster. Soon, a sizable circle with a radius of roughly twenty feet surrounds the two of you. The princess stares at you with a worried expression, her loveliness marred by the bandits guarding her from escaping.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bandit leader shrugs his mighty shoulders in a pre-battle stretch. &amp;quot;Now then, let us duel!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You begin circling to the left while the bandit leader strafes to your right; a comfortable ten feet lies between you and him. Minutes pass. Neither you nor he appear willing to strike first.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Continue waiting for him to make the first move]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Attempt to make conversation]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Charge him with a battle cry]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Slowly close the distance between the two of you]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: War and Sex]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Spend_your_time_at_home</id>
		<title>Spend your time at home</title>
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				<updated>2010-01-01T22:44:26Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;'''''Being a young teenage girl is tough!'''''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After deciding to spend your time at home, you just begin the day by hanging around your room.  You finally have a chance to read through the latest Cosmogirl.  You wish that you could afford to look as sexy as the girls in the magazine.  You've been trying lately, with more skirts and fashion sense, but you still don't feel glamorous.  The quiz sucks this issue (&amp;quot;To headwear or not&amp;quot;), but you take it anyway - apparently in your case it's a not!  But still, one can't read Cosmo all day, and you soon grow bored. You leave your room and see your daddy in the living room. He's sitting in a big chair, in his boxers and a dirty t-shirt, drinking a beer and watching a movie on tv with a lot of blood and guts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ever since your mom died last year, things have been getting steadily worse.  She was all that kept the family in line.  Since her death, your daddy lost his job and has started drinking heavily. You have to take care of your little five-year old brother, who's still at daycare now. Daddy only lays around, and doesn't ever seem to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You sit down on the couch, and even though you don't really want to, you start watching the gory movie.  You've avoided your daddy for a couple weeks now, because he's been making you uncomfortable.  Still, you realize how awful life must be for him, and you want to be a good girl, so, feeling guilty, you decide you need to make an effort.  But then you glance up, and realize he is looking at you strangely again, in the way you've been worried about a lot lately.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Daddy seems to be more and more interested in you each time, and not in a comfortable way.  Today, it might be because you're still dressed for school - a short skirt and tank top.  It could even be that you're just imagining things - you have been ignoring him a lot lately, and he might just miss you.  He is your father, so you have to try to say something to him, but what can you say?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Act tough, and tell him to get a job and snap out of it]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to sit by him, and be his sweet daughter]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Just ignore him and go to your room again]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Blackmail]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
----&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Requirements:'''  ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Stick_a_candle_in_Kaya%27s_vulnerable_cunt</id>
		<title>Stick a candle in Kaya's vulnerable cunt</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-06T02:30:56Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;I'm so glad you decided to bring these with you,&amp;quot;  you say as you light one of Kaya's red candles.  She shakes her head and moans as you press the thin way candle deep into her snatch.  Giving her a little smack on the ass, you make some hot wax drip onto her pale skin.  You remove the tape from Kaya's mouth, letting her beg you to pull it out of her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You said you were going to play nice,&amp;quot; you say as you replace the tape with her ballgag.  Taking another candle out, you drip hot wax all over Kaya's chest.  She moans and squirms as the hot drops hit her skin, her movement making the candle in her pussy spill its wax into her rosebud and asscrack.  You move the candle slowly over her body as you playfully swat at her ass.  Kaya shuts her eyes and screams as you drip wax on her chin and cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You eventually pull the candle out of her and use both to completely coat her clit, pussy lips, and asshole in red wax.  You back away and enjoy the sight of the bound brunette covered in splattered red wax.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Order Kaya to ride you]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fuck Kaya's mouth through a ring gag]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave Kaya bound in the motel room]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Motel clerk}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Let_Kaya_rest_while_you_head_back_to_the_front_desk</id>
		<title>Let Kaya rest while you head back to the front desk</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-06T02:28:38Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;I really should get back to the front desk for a little bit,&amp;quot;  you say as you untie Kaya's sexy legs, &amp;quot;so I'm gonna let you rest on the bed.&amp;quot;  You free her from the chair and sit her on the bed.  After removing the long chained cuffs from her wrists, you use them to chain her ankle to the bedframe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll be gone for a while, so go ahead and get some sleep if you want,&amp;quot;  you say as you head over to the table and pick up some lube and a buttplug. &amp;quot;But I expect this inside you when I get back.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I don't know...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It will be inside you, Kaya.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, sir.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You unplug the room phone and put her cell phone in your pocket, as well as taking her clothes.  &amp;quot;Just in case you have second thoughts,&amp;quot; you say as she looks on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You head back to the front desk but don't find any guests there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go back and spy on Kaya through the window]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sit in the reception area and wait for motel guests]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sneak into other motel rooms]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Motel clerk}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Let_her_give_the_blowjob_at_her_own_pace</id>
		<title>Let her give the blowjob at her own pace</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-06T02:27:38Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You slip the head of your cock between Kaya's lips.  The bound brunette tickles you with the tip of her tongue as her lips suck on your purple head.  Kaya closes her eyes as she slowly tries to slide her mouth down your shaft.  She has to strain against the rope around her neck, her mouth barely able to get an inch of your shaft in without choking.  She looks at you in frustration as she sticks her tongue out and licks as much of you as she can while sucking your head, drool spilling down her chin and onto her breasts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You're a good little slut, aren't you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes,&amp;quot; the girl says quietly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Would my little slut like to suck more of my cock?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes what?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, sir.  I want to suck more of your cock.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You untie the rope around her neck and Kaya pays you back by sliding further down your shaft.  She bobs steadily on you, filling her mouth with each stroke.  You find Kaya's willingness to submit almost as arousing as her wet blowjob, making your balls tighten.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm gonna cum.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kaya pulls back and opens wide as you shoot your thick semen into her mouth.  Your little captive looks up at you as she spits out your load, coating her chin in a slimy mess.  You look at your watch and realize the front desk hasn't been covered for some time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Order Kaya to go back to her dorm]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Let Kaya rest while you head back to the front desk]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Motel clerk}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Grab_the_cum-covered_slipper_and_put_it_up_your_ass</id>
		<title>Grab the cum-covered slipper and put it up your ass</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-03T20:43:29Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You quickly pick up the cum covered ruby slipper and decide to put it in a place where it will be safe from the witch. You quickly decide your ass is the best spot to hide the slipper. You bend over and poke the toe of the cum covered slipper against your tight ass. Soon your ass starts to open up as the ruby slipper starts up in you. You want to scream in pain because the rubies hurt your tight ass at first. But soon your cum that covers the slipper works as a great lube and you soon shove the whole shoe in your ass.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once the slipper slides inside you it changes into a huge sparkly ruby butt plug. For now you have stopped the witch from having both slippers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Keep the butt plug in your ass]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Give the butt plug to the witch]]&lt;br /&gt;
or do u&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to get the other slipper off the witch's foot]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[Oz]]''|Health=Horny|MP=0|Level=2}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Leave_Kaya%27s_body_as_she_is_taken_to_jail</id>
		<title>Leave Kaya's body as she is taken to jail</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-02T23:20:32Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You leave Kaya's body as she is taken to jail.  The girl panics as she insists that she doesn't know what's going on.  After days of questioning and imprisonment, Kaya has an emotional breakdown.  Police psychiatrists determine her to be unfit for trial and she is locked up in a secure psychiatric hospital.  She is ultimately sent back to Britain, where she lives out her life heavily medicated in a mental health facility near her family.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
THE END&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Make_Kaya_suck_you_while_tied_to_the_chair</id>
		<title>Make Kaya suck you while tied to the chair</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-02T23:10:39Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Kaya's eyes are closed and she's oblivious to you in the aftermath of her orgasm. You decide to take advantage of that. With a few swift movements, your pants and underwear are kicked to the other side of the room and your fairly impressive erection is pointed at the girl's beautiful face. Leaning forward presses your dickhead against her cheek, and her eyes shoot open.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh no, please, I couldn't!&amp;quot; she begs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Couldn't? A stranger just made you cum while you were bound up and naked in a chair. I think you could, slut. Open your fucking mouth!&amp;quot; you order.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her lower lip trembles as if she's about to cry, but then she seems to see some truth in your words. Her face flushes and her breasts rise and fall as her breathing picks up. Eventually, she opens her mouth and rolls her tongue out, looking up at you with a submissive face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You grin.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Slowly and gently fuck her mouth]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ram your rod into her mouth]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Let her give the blowjob at her own pace]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Motel clerk}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Unashamedly_open_the_door_and_announce_your_love_to_whomever_is_on_the_other_side</id>
		<title>Unashamedly open the door and announce your love to whomever is on the other side</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-02T00:21:37Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You fiercely gaze into Yulia's eyes and say, &amp;quot;Yulia, we can't hide it forever. The sooner we let it out the better.&amp;quot; Ignoring the Russian's protests, you get up from bed without bothering to put your clothes back on. Soon you are standing before the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Flinging it open sends two bodies sprawling to the floor. Two girls whom you don't recognize were apparently kneeling at the door, listening to your lovemaking. Now laying on the floor, looking up at you with fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;If you have a problem with love, say it now,&amp;quot; you spit at them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One of the girls, a redhead, seems to be trying to extricate herself from the other girl, a brunette.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Force them to leave]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Order them to step inside]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Close the door and walk back to Yulia]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Shift your spirit into one of them]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Get_out_Kaya%27s_camera_and_show_her_what_she%27s_been_up_to</id>
		<title>Get out Kaya's camera and show her what she's been up to</title>
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				<updated>2009-11-01T23:50:48Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You grab Kaya's purse and pull out her camera.  &amp;quot;I know you probably don't remember, but you actually did this to yourself.&amp;quot;  Kaya shakes her head in disbelief.  You flip through the images on her camera until you get to the ones you had Maria take of her last night.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;In fact, these are pictures from your dorm room last night.&amp;quot;  Kaya cries out and turns her head away, but you grab her hair.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Maria was kind enough to take these for you.  The least you can do is look at them.&amp;quot;  Kaya looks wide-eyed at you.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, your little roommate thinks your a kinky little pervert.  So does Yulia after you fucked her.  And probably Amber, too.&amp;quot;  You slip a finger into Kaya's slit.  She is still wet from before you shifted out of her body, and her pussy instinctively squeezes you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;See, I think you're still a little excited right now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rough up Kaya a little bit in the chair]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Gently arouse Kaya in the chair]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Motel clerk}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Keep_your_foot_in_Yulia%27s_crotch</id>
		<title>Keep your foot in Yulia's crotch</title>
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				<updated>2009-10-31T18:29:58Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You ignore Yulia keep rubbing your foot against her shorts.  Yulia squirms slightly as you nonchalantly continue eating, your toes secretly tickling her pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Please stop,&amp;quot; the hot blonde whispers as she begins to blush, but she makes no effort to remove your foot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What will you do for me if I stop?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yulia pauses briefly then responds, &amp;quot;Anything you want.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ignore Yulia and make her cum at the table]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave and make Yulia your bondage slave]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave and ask Yulia to have a threesome with your boyfriend]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Ask_what_Caty_suggests</id>
		<title>Ask what Caty suggests</title>
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				<updated>2009-10-31T02:17:12Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;The loser...&amp;quot; Caty pauses for dramatic purposes and glances around with a barely contained smile on her face. &amp;quot;The loser has to go to practice naked!&amp;quot; Giggling and gasps erupt around the room. A few girls quickly run over to Caty and a few more group around you. Their fervent whisperings seem to be trying to give you tips on sucking the dildo, but you can barely hear them over the sound of each other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You have to deepthroat-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Bob your head-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Both hands, ''both''-&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to follow their advice]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Do it your own way]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to get Caty to change the terms]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[Cheerleaders' Locker Room]]''|Health=Horny and Female|MP=0|Level=5}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Ask_Yulia_if_she_is_ashamed_to_love_you</id>
		<title>Ask Yulia if she is ashamed to love you</title>
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				<updated>2009-10-30T01:59:31Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Yulia...&amp;quot; you whisper. &amp;quot;Does our love make you feel ashamed?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What? No, of course not! But think about it, if everyone knows that we're lesbians, wouldn't that just make a lot of unwanted attention? Do you want guys trying to get in threesomes with us constantly? Or how about those anti-gay protesters?&amp;quot; Yulia stares into your eyes, trying to get you to understand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a spirit, your mental faculties are far higher than hers. You, of course, thought of all of this beforehand. The question is, do you want to cause chaos or do you want to stop it from happening?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Answer through actions.&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Unashamedly open the door and announce your love to whomever is on the other side]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Agree with Yulia and try to explain the noises to whomever is on the other side]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Agree with Yulia, but ignore the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/%22Yes,_Yulia._It_feels_terrific.%22</id>
		<title>&quot;Yes, Yulia. It feels terrific.&quot;</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/%22Yes,_Yulia._It_feels_terrific.%22"/>
				<updated>2009-10-30T01:36:37Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Yulia seems happy when you tell her how good it feels.  She sucks on the hood of your clit and licks around it as her finger pumps your pussy.  You work one leg free of your jeans and wrap it around her head as your hips grind against her her face.  You run your hand through Yulia's hair and squeeze your swollen nipple as you feel your climax building.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Bite your lip and try to cum quietly]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Scream Yulia's name]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Let_Yulia_be_in_control</id>
		<title>Let Yulia be in control</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Let_Yulia_be_in_control"/>
				<updated>2009-10-30T01:35:48Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Yulia kisses you as she uzips your jeans and pulls them down to your knees.  Her hands gently rub your breasts as she makes a line of kisses down your chest and stomach.  Her lips press against the satin of your panties.  You lay back and relish the feel of her fingers pressing the moist material against your slit.  The blonde pulls your panties aside and licks your clit as she slowly presses her finger into you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Is this good?&amp;quot; she asks as she looks up from your snatch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tell her:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Yes, Yulia.  It feels terrific.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;It's good, but I want you to go to my room and get my toys.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_Yulia_you_love_her_(and_only_her)</id>
		<title>Tell Yulia you love her (and only her)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_Yulia_you_love_her_(and_only_her)"/>
				<updated>2009-10-30T01:30:45Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take Yulia's hand in yours and look her in the eyes, saying,  &amp;quot;I'm so happy to hear that, because I love you, too.&amp;quot;  You can see the joy in Yulia's smile, then her embarrassment, as she catches sight of a couple guys who must have heard you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Let's get out of here,&amp;quot; Yulia says as she stands up and gets ready to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Follow Yulia out of the food court]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tell Yulia to sit down]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_Yulia_you_love_her...and_your_boyfriend,_too.</id>
		<title>Tell Yulia you love her...and your boyfriend, too.</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_Yulia_you_love_her...and_your_boyfriend,_too."/>
				<updated>2009-10-27T02:00:33Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Oh Yulia,&amp;quot; you say. &amp;quot;I love you too!&amp;quot; Yulia's face lights up. &amp;quot;But... I think... Yulia, I also love Jason.&amp;quot; The tennis player's countenance saddens.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kaya... You can't love two people. Not if those two people don't love each other. I've never even met Jason! I won't force you to stay with me...&amp;quot; Her eyes tear up again, and a single drop rolls down her face. &amp;quot;I'll understand if you want to be with Jason.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tell Yulia you love her (and only her)]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Break up with Yulia to be with Jason]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Take Yulia to Jason]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Slip_your_foot_into_Yulia%27s_crotch</id>
		<title>Slip your foot into Yulia's crotch</title>
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				<updated>2009-10-26T01:46:02Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Yulia looks a bit embarrassed that you have a gift for her and doesn't notice you slipping your shoe off.  You press your foot against her thigh and slide quickly toward her groin, causing Yulia to jump and squeeze her thighs around your ankle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ooh!&amp;quot; she says in surprise as you slide up her smooth skin.  &amp;quot;You're so dirty, but please not here,&amp;quot; she whispers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You look at her with a wicked grin and say, &amp;quot;Why not?  There's no one too close to us.  Just relax.&amp;quot;  You wiggle your toes as they press against the fabric of her shorts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Keep your foot in Yulia's crotch]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Put your shoe back on and forget the whole thing]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_Yulia_you%27ll_meet_her_later_for_dinner</id>
		<title>Tell Yulia you'll meet her later for dinner</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_Yulia_you%27ll_meet_her_later_for_dinner"/>
				<updated>2009-10-26T01:42:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You tell Yulia you'll give her a call and meet up for dinner.  Going back to the dorm, you take a shower and throw on a cute little top and jeans before meeting her in one of the university's food courts.  Yulia meets you wearing a t-shirt and little shorts.  Sitting in the corner of the somewhat empty food court, the two of you have a good meal and a nice chat.  Towards the end of the meal, you have something to tell the beautiful blonde.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You know, we've been having a lot of fun together lately, so I thought I'd give you a little surprise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, you don't have to do that,&amp;quot; your friend replies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[reach in your purse and pull out a bracelet from Kaya's mom]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[reach in your purse and pull out a sex toy]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[slip your foot into Yulia's crotch]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Jump_in_the_water_with_them.</id>
		<title>Jump in the water with them.</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Jump_in_the_water_with_them."/>
				<updated>2009-10-25T18:00:07Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;'''Status: Naked &amp;amp; Sexy'''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You leap from the brush, and head towards the water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The girls squeal as you surprise them, and clutch each other with fright.  But when they see your own dishabille, they being to laugh, and start splashing you, just as you dive into the water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;We thought we were caught for sure!&amp;quot; one says.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Looks like we weren't the only ones with this idea!&amp;quot; says the other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The three of you begin to splash at each other, dodging and darting through the shallows.  One girl trips, and suddenly, all three of you are in a muddy embrace.  The laughter mellows, as quiet lusty stares are exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fingers caress your body, and you return the favor.  You lick and stroke, soon unsure of just whose body you are intimately stimulating.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gasp as fingers enter your pussy, and you are certain to return the favor.  The three of you devolve into frenzied writhing, as moans are emitted from your tangled form.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The three of you untwine, panting on the shore.  You smile, kiss, and cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One of the girls shrieks &amp;quot;My car!&amp;quot; as an engine nearby turns over, and guns, accelerating in the distance.  She leaps up, covering herself with her arms, running towards where her car was parked.  Her friend meanwhile heads towards the bush with their clothes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Somebody stole our car!&amp;quot; one says, coming back from around the bend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;And our clothes,&amp;quot; the other says, pulling herself out from under the bush.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The both look at you.  &amp;quot;Where are your clothes?&amp;quot; one asks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You shrug, and laugh nervously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I told you this was a bad idea!&amp;quot; one girl tells the other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Are you from here?&amp;quot; the other asks you.  &amp;quot;Cuz we're from out of town ... and we have no idea what to do now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You suggest:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Taking the path in the woods to your house.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Following the road to your house.]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Oops! You're Naked!]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Grind_your_ass_against_the_frat_boy_behind_you</id>
		<title>Grind your ass against the frat boy behind you</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Grind_your_ass_against_the_frat_boy_behind_you"/>
				<updated>2009-10-24T04:16:26Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You thrust your ass back against the frat boy's crotch and begin to grind against him. His impressive erection pushes against you and sends little thrills through your body. You look up and see that Amber has done the same thing to the frat boy behind her. A beautiful laugh leaves her mouth as she grins at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Kiss Amber as the two of you grin against the frat boys]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Continue grinding against your frat boy]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Offer to go home with the frat boy]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Shift your spirit into the frat boy grinding you]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/%22Fuck_my_ass_with_a_dildo_for_me%22</id>
		<title>&quot;Fuck my ass with a dildo for me&quot;</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/%22Fuck_my_ass_with_a_dildo_for_me%22"/>
				<updated>2009-10-24T04:03:10Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;What? Kaya, if you want to get off, do it by yourself. It'd be too weird if I helped you!&amp;quot; your roommate says. Her face seems to be undecided as to whether it should have a questioning look or a repulsed look.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You search Kaya's memories and find out her name: Maria. &amp;quot;Come on Maria, just this once? Look, my hands are tied. Yours aren't. I don't see what the problem is.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maria looks like she's about to say no, but then: &amp;quot;Fine. But only once! Now where's the dildo?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;There's a buttplug already in, just use that.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;There's a silver vibe in my pussy, use that.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Use the big black one, right there.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Us_girls_have_got_some_stuff_to_do_back_at_my_apartment...</id>
		<title>Us girls have got some stuff to do back at my apartment...</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Us_girls_have_got_some_stuff_to_do_back_at_my_apartment..."/>
				<updated>2009-10-24T03:51:47Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You smile at the boys as you speak those words. Their disappointment at not being invited and their excitement at what you three girls are going to do mix comically in their facial expressions. You walk off the beach with your blond friends, a hand on each of their asses while they do the same to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
By the time you arrive at your apartment, light touches have turned into lustful groping. It's all you can do not to just throw both of them to the ground before you even open the door. As you fumble with your key, the blonds' lust overcomes their inhibitions and they begin making out in front of you. Kneeling to retrieve your key from the ground puts you face to face with their writhing bikini bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rip off their bikinis right now, outside your apartment]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Quickly pick up your key, unlock the door, and rush them inside]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Start a threeway kiss]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[Your Apartment]]''|Health=Horny and Hormonal|MP=0|Level=1}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Take_your_pecker_back_out_so_she_can_suck_it</id>
		<title>Take your pecker back out so she can suck it</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Take_your_pecker_back_out_so_she_can_suck_it"/>
				<updated>2009-10-23T20:08:15Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You whip it back out and she drops to her knees.  Still holding the shoes, she encircles your waist with her arms and gulps down your dick.  She gags for a moment as your pecker strikes the back of her throat, then lifts her head just enough to find her comfort spot.  She keeps her head at the height and sucks hard on your pole, her tongue working its way up and down your length.  Her mouth is warm and her technique is exquisite.  It doesn't take her long to make you cum.  You fill her mouth with jets of sperm and she swallows it all down eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yum!&amp;quot; she says.  &amp;quot;So was that good enough to pay for the shoes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[You want one blowjob for the right shoe and one for the left]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[She needs to satisfy the shoes' owner, not you]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[You want pussy in exchange for the shoes]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[Dead-End Alley]]''|Health=Horny|MP=0|Level=1}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Give_the_blonde_some_release,_slide_a_couple_fingers_into_her_pussy.</id>
		<title>Give the blonde some release, slide a couple fingers into her pussy.</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Give_the_blonde_some_release,_slide_a_couple_fingers_into_her_pussy."/>
				<updated>2009-10-23T02:19:51Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;With the second blonde feasting on your horny snatch you decide to give the first blonde some further attention. With your lips still locked together in a passionate embrace, you slide your hand down from her breasts across her flat stomach and pause above the lip of her bikini bottoms. The first blonde bucks frantically against your teasing hand, even as the second blonde continues to coat your cunt with her saliva. You moan loudly as the second blonde attends to your clit bringing you to the brink of climax. With your concentration momentarily removed from the first blonde, you slide your hand away from the woman's aching pussy. The second blonde increases her pace, plunging her tongue into your folds, desperate to taste your vaginal juices.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Focusing through the haze of lust that is about to overcome you, you slide your hand slowly into the first blonde's bikini. Although you have not broken the kiss, you can tell that your partner is going crazy and the heat off of her cunt is incredible. In desperation, the first blonde thrusts her vagina at your fingers willing them to enter her delicate folds. So close to your own climax, you bend your middle and index fingers, easily slipping them into the horny blonde's juicy cunt. Her lust makes the entrance incredibly easy and your fingers are soon covered in her honey. The blonde shows her appreciation, moaning passionately into your mouth. With the second blonde still attending to your horny pussy, you rapidly finger fuck your woman driving her towards a mind-shattering climax. Just as you feel the first blonde's pussy begin to contract on your fingers, the second blonde drives you over the edge bringing about a gushing of your juices into her waiting mouth. As you use your free hand to clutch the woman to your climaxing entrance, the first blonde slides closer to you as her own orgasm overtakes her. As the two of you begin to come down from physical highs, you finally break the kiss and look into each other's eyes. The first blonde has a dazed look on her face, still overcome by her amazing climax a moment ago. You look down at the other blonde who is now cleaning your folds, trying to get every last drop of your amazing taste.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While the three of you lay prone in the sand, now stained with your juices, you look up to see the two hunks standing with their mouths agape. Two rock hard erections are protruding from their swim trunks, and one of the hunks has abandoned all manners with his hand working furiously on his member. Smiling at the first blonde, you find yourself becoming horny again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Us girls have got some stuff to do back at my apartment...|Tell the hunks that you three have got some stuff to do back at your apartment.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Give the second blonde's pussy some attention. She's still waiting for her own orgasm.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Strip out of your bikini. It's time to go skinny dipping.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Abandon the two blondes. It's time to give the two hunks some attention.]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ask the two hunks what they're waiting for. They need to get in on the action.]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Beach]]''|Health=Horny and Hormonal|MP=0|Level=1}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_the_first_blonde_to_remove_her_bottoms_and_sit_on_your_face._You%27re_going_to_give_her_the_release_she%27s_been_waiting_for.</id>
		<title>Tell the first blonde to remove her bottoms and sit on your face. You're going to give her the release she's been waiting for.</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_the_first_blonde_to_remove_her_bottoms_and_sit_on_your_face._You%27re_going_to_give_her_the_release_she%27s_been_waiting_for."/>
				<updated>2009-10-23T02:16:41Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The first blond smiles sexily as you gasp at her to sit on your face. She pulls away from your rock-hard nipple and gives your cheek a lick before crawling into position. With a quick and practiced movement, the blond rests her ass on your chest, just in front of your tits. Her hands are supporting her weight down by your hips as her legs sprawl out on either side of your head. The glisten of her dripping snatch right in front of your face makes you wet your lips in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Slowly at first, your flatten your tongue against her pussy and draw it upwards towards her clit. A flick of your tongue against the pleasure nub has her crying out in ecstasy. You begin to reciprocate the actions of the blond between your legs, that is, you piston your tongue in and out of her twat, sucking and slurping her clit every so often. Both you and the blond on your face moan passionately.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A powerful sensation begins to build in your crotch. Small flames seem to flare up in your soaking cunt, and their warmth quickly spreads throughout the rest of your body. As your orgasm sends shock waves into every atom of your being, the first blond's entire body tightens above you. Your mouth is suddenly flooded with her honey, though you hardly realize it through your own intense pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, as all things do, the two of you come down from your orgasms. The blond between your legs stands up as the one on your face collapses backwards. You feel warm and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ahem,&amp;quot; the second blond says. &amp;quot;I didn't even cum yet!&amp;quot; Out of the corner of your eye you can see the two hunks masturbating.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Bring the second blond to orgasm with the first blond]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Motion for the hunks to come over here]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fall asleep]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Beach]]''|Health=Horny and Hormonal|MP=0|Level=1}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Ask_Yulia_to_sneak_you_into_the_locker_room</id>
		<title>Ask Yulia to sneak you into the locker room</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Ask_Yulia_to_sneak_you_into_the_locker_room"/>
				<updated>2009-10-23T00:49:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Yulia giggles and takes your hand in hers. &amp;quot;You're so bad! Follow me.&amp;quot; She leads you towards the lockers. The two of you arrive in front of the door, then Yulia glances around. &amp;quot;Really, only tennis players are supposed to be in here. But I don't think anyone will care too much if they catch you.&amp;quot; She slaps your hand away as you snake it around her waist and into her skirt. &amp;quot;And be good! They won't care if they catch you, but I bet they'll care if they catch you together with me!&amp;quot; Yulia giggles again, then opens the door and pulls you in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once inside, Yulia unlocks her locker, pulls out a towel, and begins undressing. &amp;quot;I'll be ready in a second.&amp;quot; She walks into the shower area, naked and with a towel, and you hear the sound of a shower starting. You offered to come down into the locker room with her for some naughty fun, but so far this isn't very fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Undress and walk into the showers after her]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Undress and wait in the locker room for her]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Be good and wait patiently]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Attend_Yulia%27s_match</id>
		<title>Attend Yulia's match</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Attend_Yulia%27s_match"/>
				<updated>2009-10-23T00:33:37Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You take your stuff back to the dorm then head up to Yulia's match.  You're a little late arriving and the Russian is down 2-1 in the first set.  You take a seat behind her as she is receiving serve.  You love the view as the blonde prepares for the point, her little tennis skirt showing off her long toned legs and tight butt.  Yulia gives her all, grunting with each shot and stretching her long body, but she comes up short and loses the game.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yulia looks frustrated, but when she picks you out of the small crowd of spectators, she smiles and seems get a bounce in her step.  You make sure you are her loudest supporter as she wins the next game and starts a comeback.  When it's all over, she wins the match 7-5 6-3.  As soon as she finishes shaking hands with her opponent and the chair umpire, she looks at you and gives a fist pump.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As she leaves the court, you run over and give her a hug.  &amp;quot;You were great out there,&amp;quot; you say in excitement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Thanks for coming out and watching.  Could you wait for me to get done in the locker room?  I won't be too long.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tell Yulia you'll wait]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Tell Yulia you'll meet her later for dinner]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ask Yulia to sneak you into the locker room]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Set_up_a_picnic_brunch_for_Yulia</id>
		<title>Set up a picnic brunch for Yulia</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Set_up_a_picnic_brunch_for_Yulia"/>
				<updated>2009-10-23T00:32:29Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You head out to a local grocery store and get some bagels and fruit before meeting Yulia in a park near campus.  The blonde Russian arrives in her tennis team's warmup suit, but looks cute anyway.  The two of you sit on a blanket on a lawn, talking and watching people pass by.  Yulia confides in you that she is a little homesick.  &amp;quot;This place and these people are so much different from my home.  It makes me feel lonely sometimes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I know what you mean,&amp;quot; you say. &amp;quot;My first year here, I wanted to call my Mum everyday.  I also wanted a good curry, fish and chips, anything from home.&amp;quot; You take Yulia's hand. &amp;quot;Just remember that there are people who care about you here, too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yulia gives you a big hug, then looks at her watch.  &amp;quot;Thank you for everything, but I have a match in a bit, so I have to get going.&amp;quot;  The blonde heads off to the athletic center to warm up for her match.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Attend Yulia's match]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go to your boyfriend's house for the afternoon]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go back to the dorm until Yulia gets back]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/%22Are_we_just_friends,_Yulia%3F%22</id>
		<title>&quot;Are we just friends, Yulia?&quot;</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/%22Are_we_just_friends,_Yulia%3F%22"/>
				<updated>2009-10-23T00:28:24Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You run your hands through Yulia's hair as you ask her the question.  The Russian looks in your eyes and smiles.  &amp;quot;No, I guess not.&amp;quot;  The two of you slowly drift off in each other's arms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wake up the next morning and Yulia isn't there, but Maria is.  &amp;quot;Sorry we didn't come and pick you girls up,&amp;quot; you say as you slowly sit up in Maria's bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That's okay.  I can see you were sort of preoccupied.  I slept in Amber's room to give you some privacy.  And because I don't think I want to sit on your bed until you change those sheets.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Where's Yulia?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She went back to her room.  She didn't want to disturb you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Set up a picnic brunch for Yulia]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Give Yulia a dirty phone call]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Forget about Yulia and go about your day]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Super_Mario_World</id>
		<title>Super Mario World</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Super_Mario_World"/>
				<updated>2009-10-21T19:55:18Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A colorful, strange, and sometimes frightening place filled with things that mean to do you harm. At least the princesses are hot.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Use your browser's back button to return to the story.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp Locations|Super Mario World]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Slip_into_the_69_position._You_really_want_a_taste_of_that_pussy.</id>
		<title>Slip into the 69 position. You really want a taste of that pussy.</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Slip_into_the_69_position._You_really_want_a_taste_of_that_pussy."/>
				<updated>2009-10-20T22:47:30Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The sounds and smells of her arousal are just too much for you. With one swift movement, you place your eager mouth over her shining pussy and give it a lick across its length. Then you swing your legs around her head so she's staring into your gleaming twat. Horniness makes the both of you forgo teasing, and you slip your tongue into her vaginal folds while she blankets your clit with her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Soon, she has her fingers in your cunt and ass while she provides attention to your pleasure button, while you're fingering her ass and diddling her clit with your tongue buried in her box. Moans and slurps fill the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, you feel a hand on your shoulder. You look up and see:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[One of the hunks]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The other beach babe]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Actually, you don't lift your head. You're too intent on the blond]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Beach]]''|Health=Horny and Hormonal|MP=0|Level=1}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Keep_the_young_whore_there,_tonguing_your_twat</id>
		<title>Keep the young whore there, tonguing your twat</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Keep_the_young_whore_there,_tonguing_your_twat"/>
				<updated>2009-10-19T19:55:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The slut doesn't stop licking your pussy, and you have no intentions of making her. A finger lightly diddles your clit, instantly drawing a gasp of air out of you. Her tongue flicks deep into your twat. She momentarily withdraws it from your love hole to suck on her clit while her finger pumps your pussy, then two fingers, then three. Soon she's got four fingers in your cunt and a thumb brushing against your asshole, all while providing oral ministrations to your sensitive nub.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gasp through an amazing orgasm, wetting the whore's face even more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Continue having the whore lick you]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Move your spirit in the hot young whore]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Let the young whore up from your snatch]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Young-Looking, Pretty Mother}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Cuddle_with_Yulia</id>
		<title>Cuddle with Yulia</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Cuddle_with_Yulia"/>
				<updated>2009-10-19T19:39:15Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You climb off of Yulia's body and lay next to her. The two of you are on your sides, facing each other, and Yulia has a look on her face that is equal parts confusion and, you think, love. You aren't sure what to think of this as a spirit. On one hand, getting this girl to fall for you and admit that she's a lesbian makes your evil side cackle with joy at the possibilities. On the other hand, you've been a mischievous spirit for a long time. Maybe it's time to be nice for once.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In either case, you'll have to make her fall completely in love with you first.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don't you want me to-&amp;quot; she begins, but you cut her off with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yulia, don't worry about it. All that was for you,&amp;quot; you say, gazing into her eyes. To your surprise, they begin to tear up. &amp;quot;What? What's wrong?&amp;quot; you ask.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, nothing! Only... no one's ever been this kind to me before. Kaya, I... I'm glad you're my friend.&amp;quot; Yulia plants a soft and tender kiss on your lips, then rests her forehead against yours.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Are we just friends, Yulia?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;I'm glad you're my friend too.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Oh no, we forgot Amber and Maria!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Shift your spirit into Yulia's body]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Nothing, and drift off to sleep]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Take_her_into_a_toilet_stall</id>
		<title>Take her into a toilet stall</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Take_her_into_a_toilet_stall"/>
				<updated>2009-10-19T03:35:42Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Without once parting yourself from her wonderful lips, you drag the tall blond into the nearest stall. The bathroom is empty save for you two, so you know whichever stall you choose won't have an occupant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Inside the confined space, your kissing becomes more passionate. A hand snakes its way under Yulia's shirt to clutch her breast, and you can feel her fingers gripping your ass under your panties.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Strip yourself and Yulia]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Slip a finger into Yulia's panties]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Allow Yulia to lead]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Add_a_buttplug_for_Yulia</id>
		<title>Add a buttplug for Yulia</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Add_a_buttplug_for_Yulia"/>
				<updated>2009-10-19T03:30:32Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;As you pump her pussy with one hand, you reach for your buttplug with the other. You put the tip in your mouth and suck it to give it a coating of saliva. Her eyes are closed in ecstasy, so when you rub it against her rosebud, she shouts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, Kaya, I don't know! I never did anything like that before! Please, can we not do that?&amp;quot; she begs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You look at the plug thoughtfully and:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ignore her and shove it in, hard]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ignore her and ease it in]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Shrug and put the buttplug down]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Cuddle_with_Yulia</id>
		<title>Cuddle with Yulia</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Cuddle_with_Yulia"/>
				<updated>2009-10-19T03:25:30Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You climb off of Yulia's body and lay next to her. The two of you are on your sides, facing each other, and Yulia has a look on her face that is equal parts confusion and, you think, love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don't you want me to-&amp;quot; she begins, but you cut her off with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yulia, don't worry about it. All that was for you,&amp;quot; you say, gazing into her eyes. To your surprise, they begin to tear up. &amp;quot;What? What's wrong?&amp;quot; you ask.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, nothing! Only... no one's ever been this kind to me before. Kaya, I... I'm glad you're my friend.&amp;quot; Yulia plants a soft and tender kiss on your lips, then rests her forehead against yours.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Are we just friends, Yulia?&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;I'm glad you're my friend too.&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[&amp;quot;Oh no, we forgot Amber and Maria!&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Nothing, and drift off to sleep]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Lick_Yulia%27s_cunt</id>
		<title>Lick Yulia's cunt</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Lick_Yulia%27s_cunt"/>
				<updated>2009-10-19T03:17:50Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You sit back on your heels between Yulia's legs and push her little white skirt back.  Pulling her panties aside, you reveal her moist pussy framed by lightly trimmed blonde pubes.  You take in the smell of her arousal as your finger gently clears lose hair from her slit.  Your tongue quickly follows, working its way into her honey pot as your fingers dance around her hooded clit. Your tongue bathes her inner walls as her thighs press against the sides of your head.  Her hands press your face firmly against her labia as your tongue works her pussy over, pushing her to a mindblowing orgasm.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[grind your pussy against Yulia's]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[strip Yulia completely]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[insist Yulia return the favor]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Find_a_dark_place_in_a_local_park</id>
		<title>Find a dark place in a local park</title>
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				<updated>2009-10-19T03:16:46Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Let's get out of here.  We'll come back for the others when they're ready to go.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take Yulia by the hand and head outside.  Grabbing a blanket from the trunk of your car, you head for the park just down the street.  You find a dark nook surrounded by shrubs and lay out the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As you sit down on the blanket, Yulia puts her hand on your shoulder.  Leaning towards you, she gives you a tender, romantic kiss.  You keep your lips locked with hers as you guide her onto her back. Your hand gently brushes across her bosom then down her side until it reaches her thigh.  You take hold of her toned, smooth thigh and caress it as you continue to make out with the girl, your hips unconsciously grinding on her other thigh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;This girl's night out was a good idea, Kaya.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[lick Yulia's cunt]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[grind your pussy against Yulia's]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[strip Yulia completely]]&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Continue_on_to_an_anal_exam</id>
		<title>Continue on to an anal exam</title>
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				<updated>2009-10-18T23:29:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Your bum cheeks were in a pretty rough shape, so with your permission I'll need to make sure your anus isn't damaged,&amp;quot; you say.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Valerie seems hesitant, but apparently her fear of serious injury is greater than her fear of being touched there. Or maybe she's just getting off on this. Whichever it is, she allows you to roll her gently onto her stomach and pull down her skirt and panties. You slip on a latex glove and ask if she has a latex allergy. She answers in the negative.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You gently press on her ass cheeks and ask if it hurts. She answers no and continues to answer no until you press lightly on her sphincter. When you do that, she lets out a groan of pain and says that it's extremely painful.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Insist on checking inside her ass, despite the pain]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Take your finger off her sphincter and say she's good to go]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Rub some ointment on her asshole]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Kaya}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Give_Megan_a_kiss</id>
		<title>Give Megan a kiss</title>
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				<updated>2009-10-18T23:14:30Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;NumberQ:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Megan's eyes are closed in pleasure because of your fingertips on her thighs, so you are able to lean in next to her face without being noticed. Only when your breath tickles her mouth do her eyes open. Without giving her a chance to do anything, you plant a firm kiss on her delicious lips. She makes a surprised sound around your tongue pressing against her teeth, but a gentle flick against her inner thigh with your hand turns that sound into a moan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She slips into your arms and returns your kisses with fervor, and the two of you make little sucking and gasping sounds as both of your lips travel across each other's faces and necks. You don't realize how loud the two of you are being, nor do you care, until you feel a hand on your shoulder prying you off of Megan. A trail of saliva connects your lips, then breaks as you look up at the hand's owner. It's a boy whose name you recall is Steve.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Uh, Professor said I'd fail if I didn't stop you two,&amp;quot; Steve mutters. You can see a blush in his cheeks and a bulge in his pants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The professor clears his throat and says, &amp;quot;I will not stand for interruptions in my class. Either you shall leave this room, or shall wait until my lecture is over.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You and Megan:&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Ignore him and continue your kissing]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Leave the room with Megan]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stop and wait until class is over]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{RampageTemplate|who=Hot College Girl}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Rampage]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>NumberQ</name></author>	</entry>

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