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Ask her if she wouldn't prefer to go to Hard-on Hall instead

VladOfPandora — Tue, 01 May 2012 20:20:10 GMT

VladOfPandora:

The cute girl just rolls her eyes at you and says nothing. She undoes the buttons on her blouse, giving you a nice view of her cleavage through her lacy white bra. "Well cowboy, did this get us to Hard-On Hall, or should I keep going?"

Do you:
*[[Tell her your dick is hard already]]
*[[Tell her to take off her bra]]
*[[Tell her she should take off her pants, too]]
{{UnivStatus|Health=100|Height=6 feet|Weight=195 lbs|Gender=Male|Equipment=Nothing}}
[[Category: University Daze]]

Grope the cutie.

VladOfPandora — Tue, 01 May 2012 20:19:17 GMT

VladOfPandora: Created page with 'You reach over and cup a breast through her bra with one hand, tweaking the nipple slightly till it hardens. Then you reach around her and cup the other breast as she moans softl…'

You reach over and cup a breast through her bra with one hand, tweaking the nipple slightly till it hardens. Then you reach around her and cup the other breast as she moans softly. After her nipples are firm even through the bra, you slide a hand down over her skin to her pants and begin to massage her crotch.

"So, are you a natural brunette?" You coo softly in her ear, pulling her body closer to yours. She bites her lip, not wanting to answer.

Do you...

*[[Finger the cutie.]]
*[[Kiss the cutie.]]
*[[Take her bra off.]]

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{{UnivStatus|Health=100|Height=6 feet|Weight=195 lbs|Gender=Male|Equipment=Nothing}}
[[Category: University Daze]]

Eddie: A ruggedly strong teen with a soft spot for the ladies

VladOfPandora — Tue, 01 May 2012 20:02:37 GMT

VladOfPandora:

We'll call you Eddie. You are remarkably unremarkable with your boy next door looks and brown hair that slicks back without product like a character from an anime. A lover of the Metal, you proudly wear an Iron Maiden tee under an unzipped Grateful Dead sweatshirt. Life is never too boring since you share the dorm with your friends Levi and Tim.

Shelby, Nicole and Desiree live at the dorm across from yours, and are throwing a party in around a half-hour. As fun as that might be you also just got a new game for your console that is holding the attention of everyone in the dorm, and you're not sure if you want to stop playing. Also, since it's Sunday the game is on...

Right now your life is just one big first-world problem. It's not like you have tests to study for or projects to finish after all.

Do you...

[[Attend the girl's party]]

[[Play video games til your mind rots]]

Or...

[[Watch the game]]
[[Category:Obscura]]

Obscura

VladOfPandora — Tue, 01 May 2012 19:53:18 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You are a college kid attending Devry University in Milwaukee, Wisconsin (You lucky git.).

But this is no ordinary collection of young adults; each possesses quirks and qualities that make this college anything but boring. Perhaps you're not so lucky after all, or far too much for your own good!

You are...

*[[Shelby: A sad, emo-ish loner, who gets harrassed by her mom]]

*[[Eddie: A ruggedly strong teen with a soft spot for the ladies]]

*[[Tim: A transfer student from Azerbajan, with a passion for jacking off and becoming a surgeon]]

*[[Levi: A sex addict who's as passionate about Liberalism as he is about California]]

*[[Sarah: An agressive conservative that lives in a dorm a few doors down the hall from Eddie and secretly loves Levi, her worst enemy]]

*[[Desiree: A popular girl who is obsessed with makeup... and other girls Nice!]]

*[[Nicole: A girl obsessed with anime, and sex]]

[[Category: Obscura]]

Continue to the boss' office

VladOfPandora — Wed, 14 Dec 2011 06:52:41 GMT

VladOfPandora:

Once you reach the manager's office, you pass a coworker who has just left and are sent right inside. You sit down on the chair in front of the heavy wood desk and aim a neutral smile at her back. Your boss is a slim feline who always wears the most expensive-looking clothes, but she can afford them. You like to think that you're part of the reason she has such a successful department, but really all you are is a piston in the engine. Exceptional performance reports or no. She also doesn't have a secretary anymore, well, not a physical one anyway. A couple thousand dollars worth of high-end software sits on her computer, and she is almost never without her wireless headset. Not one of those cheap Bluefang earpieces either, it's a full headset. One of the guys in IT told you it's a model professional gamers use, complete with colored LEDs that blink in an almost hypnotic fashion. Half the department is worried that she can listen in on phone conversations with that setup, in defiance of about seven privacy acts.

"You wanted to see me, Ms. Bastet?" you say, waiting for her to acknowledge you. She pulls one of the earpieces to the rear of her head and swivels towards you. Her eyes widen and she pulls back from her console, giving you her full attention. Desperately, you pray that you remembered to zip your fly after you used the plant.

"Ummmm," The feline purrs, obviously searching back in her memory for what she wanted from you. She rubs her paws together and appears a bit flustered. "Yes, I did. I just wanted to tell you that I need you..." She blushes a touch, then quickly adds, "to come in for work on Saturday."

"Oh, okay." You answer, surprised by the simple request. The blush looks good on her, you think idly. Then you realize that she is leaning slightly over her desk, emphasizing her breasts, "I mean, yes ma'am, I can come in tomorrow."

"Good. Ummm..." She laces her paws, still looking flustered.

You look at her, obviously puzzled. After all she's the regional VP, why is she so uncomfortable around you all of a sudden? That soft purr tickles the base of your brain, arousing your fantasies. Sure, the two of you have worked closely on projects before, but you're just part of her department. Maybe it was just a control game. Even with her charms and appealing body, she was still sitting in that chair because she was good at exercising power and cultivating authority. Right now, she was probably screwing with your brain on so many levels that Freud himself would asplode his head like that poor chump from Scanners just trying to figure it out.

"That is all I needed to say. You may return to your cubical now." She drops her gaze, looking anywhere but at your eyes.

What do you do?:
*[[Get up and go back to your desk]]
*[[Ask, "Is that really everything you wanted?"]]
*[[Expose your sheath to the boss]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Lick the mom

VladOfPandora — Tue, 25 Oct 2011 00:22:57 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You gently push her so she can lean on the counter.

"Valerie, please, no..."

You kneel in front of her and slowly pull her pants down, revealing her crotchless panties. You look up at her with a smile and she looks away, obviously ashamed that her daughter just found her secret. You feel your host getting wetter. You part her labia with your thumbs and push your tongue in her folding, licking the lips of her vagina. She twitches as the tip slowly caresses her clitoris. Her breathing becomes irregular. You feel her legs shake. She closes her eyes and bites her lower lip.

She helps you expose her clit with her hands. Now that your hands are free, you put one in your panties and start touching yourself between the legs. It's amazingly wet and you feel your clit, swollen with arousal.

Do you:
*[[Make her come with your tongue]]
*[[Propose you both take the action to her bedroom]]
*[[Ask her for a 69]]
*[[Move into the mom]]
{{RampageTemplate|who=[[Valerie Jones|Hot College Girl]]}}
[[Category: Rampage]]

Get up and go back to your desk

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 06:58:44 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You leave the office wondering why she didn't just say all that in the phone call. But it doesn't really matter. What's more important is the fact that you have to work on a Saturday. You were gonna go camping with some friends but you can't now. However, you have been slacking lately and this might be your chance to prove you are a good employee. You get back to the aisle where the cubicles start, but then you start to feel that pressure in your bladder that signals bathroom time. Sure you just went, but that was a tie-over just in case things ran long. A real man needs a real urinal to piss in, it's one of the great achievements of an advanced civilization. You might be able to hold it, but do you really want to take the chance of peeing yourself at work?

Do you:
*[[Rush off to the bathroom]]
*[[Hold it and go back to your desk]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=80|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Get up and go back to your desk

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 06:52:15 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You leave the office wondering why she didn't just say all that in the phone call. But it doesn't really matter. What's more important is the fact that you have to work on a Saturday. You were gonna go camping with some friends but you can't now. However, you have been slacking lately and this might be your chance to prove you are a good employee. You get back to the aisle where the cubicles start, but then you start to feel that pressure in your bladder that signals bathroom time. Sure you just went, but that was a tie-over just in case things ran long. A real man needs a real urinal to piss in, it's one of the great achievements of an advanced civilization. You might be able to hold it, but do you really want to take the chance of peeing yourself at work?

Do you:
*[[Rush off to the bathroom]]
*[[Hold it and go back to your desk]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Continue to the boss' office

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 06:50:08 GMT

VladOfPandora: Created page with 'Once you reach the manager's office, you pass a coworker who has just left and are sent right inside. You sit down on the chair in front of the heavy wood desk and aim a neutral …'

Once you reach the manager's office, you pass a coworker who has just left and are sent right inside. You sit down on the chair in front of the heavy wood desk and aim a neutral smile at her back. Your boss is a slim feline who always wears the most expensive-looking clothes, but she can afford them. You like to think that you're part of the reason she has such a successful department, but really all you are is a piston in the engine. Exceptional performance reports or no. She also doesn't have a secretary anymore, well, not a physical one anyway. A couple thousand dollars worth of high-end software sits on her computer, and she is almost never without her wireless headset. Not one of those cheap Bluefang earpieces either, it's a full headset. One of the guys in IT told you it's a model professional gamers use, complete with colored LEDs that blink in an almost hypnotic fashion. Half the department is worried that she can listen in on phone conversations with that setup, in defiance of about seven privacy acts.

"You wanted to see me, Ms. Bastet?" you say, waiting for her to acknowledge you. She pulls one of the earpieces to the rear of her head and swivels towards you. Her eyes widen and she pulls back from her console, giving you her full attention. Desperately, you pray that you remembered to zip your fly after you used the plant.

"Ummmm," The feline purrs, obviously searching back in her memory for what she wanted from you. She rubs her paws together and appears a bit flustered. "Yes, I did. I just wanted to tell you that I need you..." She blushes a touch, then quickly adds, "to come in for work on Saturday."

"Oh, okay." You answer, surprised by the simple request. The blush looks good on her, you think idly. Then you realize that she is leaning slightly over her desk, emphasizing her breasts, "I mean, yes ma'am, I can come in tomorrow."

"Good. Ummm..." She laces her paws, still looking flustered.

You look at her, obviously puzzled, after all she's the boss, why is she so uncomfortable around you all of a sudden? That soft purr tickles the base of your brain, arousing your fantasies. Sure, the two of you have worked closely on projects before, but you're just part of her department. Maybe it was just a control game. After all even with her charms and appealing body, she was still sitting in that chair because she was good at exercising power and cultivating authority. Right now, she was probably screwing with your brain on so many levels that Freud himself would asplode his head like that poor chump from Scanners just trying to figure it out.

"That is all I needed to say. You may return to your cubical now." She drops her gaze, looking anywhere but at your eyes.

What do you do?:
*[[Get up and go back to your desk]]
*[[Ask, "Is that really all you needed?"]]
*[[Expose your sheath to the boss]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Piss on that fern in the abandoned breakroom

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 06:48:50 GMT

VladOfPandora: Created page with 'There's a junk room near the boss' office. Nobody goes there anymore, and it's full of all that old crud that has to get shoved out of the way during an inspection. You step in, …'

There's a junk room near the boss' office. Nobody goes there anymore, and it's full of all that old crud that has to get shoved out of the way during an inspection. You step in, unzip, and let the stream flow. It's a rubber shrub, a little yellow water won't bother it one bit. You smile at your ingenuity as you zip up and sneak back out. Not five steps from the door, though, you hear the handle turn again and turn just in time to see somebody else walk into the junk room. Maybe you're not as original as you thought.

Do you:

*[[Continue to the boss' office]]
*[[Check to see who went into the junk room]]
*[[Stick a chair under the handle of the door, locking in the unsuspecting coworker]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

That new accountant Jamie likes

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 06:44:07 GMT

VladOfPandora:

That new accountant Jamie likes

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 06:38:24 GMT

VladOfPandora:

That new accountant Jamie likes

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 06:27:22 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You look up and see a nervous-looking bull. You don't recognize him, but assume it's that new accountant because of his clothes and obvious lack of familiarity with the cubical maze. He's a little less chubby then Jamie, more muscular and probably a few centimeters taller. The horns probably help with that impression, though. He's wearing a green polo shirt with a pair of tan khakis, and probably left that visor accountants always wear back at his desk. You hold back a smile, visualizing him with a pair of blinders on, slaving away at a stack of paperwork. Sure, it's stereotypical, but if he wasn't so nervous he'd probably be thinking similar thoughts about you chasing your tail over these expense reports.

"I'm really sorry to bother you," says the bull, "but could you tell me where the restroom is?" His voice is about two octaves higher than you would expect it from his size and bulk, and he lacks the brutish grunts that is are as instinctive for bulls as perking your red ears is for you.

"Oh sure. Bathroom, that's down this aisle till the first junction, then a left. Go straight until you reach the soda machine, then take a right and the mens' is to the right of the water fountain." you say.

"Thank you very much, sir." says the bull as he hurries off past the cubicles and down towards the bathroom. You bring up your hands and rest your muzzle on them as you watch him scurry away. He does not move like he needs to relieve himself... so why was he in such a rush to get to the restroom that he felt he needed to ask someone?

Just then, the phone rings and you pick it up. It's your boss and she wants to see you in her office. You quickly forget about the bull, he probably just wanted to empty his bladder before he went to a meeting like a good bean-counter. You get up from your desk and stroll down towards your manager's office with your hands in your pockets. The boss doesn't call people to her office to rage at them, and there's usually a queue. She's much nicer on the eyes and ears than most bosses, even with that nasty rumor that she tore someone's heart out with her bare claws for a drunken mistake that cost the company a cold million. You stop by Jamie's cubicle to see how he is doing. He isn't there so you just keep walking. The boss probably has a special project for you, joy of joys. More than likely, Jamie had to run some gizmo down to IT or somewhere, all that running is the only thing keeping him in shape. You should really invite him to the gym with you, but always worry that the sight of you in your workout clothes will be too much for his wild imagination.

Once you reach the manager's office, you pass a coworker who has just left and are sent right inside. You sit down on the chair in front of the heavy wood desk and aim a neutral smile at her back. Your boss is a slim feline who always wears the most expensive-looking clothes, but she can afford them. You like to think that you're part of the reason she has such a successful department, but really all you are is a piston in the engine. Exceptional performance reports or no. She also doesn't have a secretary anymore, well, not a physical one anyway. A couple thousand dollars worth of high-end software sits on her computer, and she is almost never without her wireless headset. Not one of those cheap Bluefang earpieces either, it's a full headset. One of the guys in IT told you it's a model professional gamers use, complete with colored LEDs that blink in an almost hypnotic fashion. Half the department is worried that she can listen in on phone conversations with that setup, in defiance of about seven privacy acts.

"You wanted to see me, Ms. Bastet?" you say, waiting for her to acknowledge you. She pulls one of the earpieces to the rear of her head and swivels towards you. Her eyes widen and she pulls back from her console, giving you her full attention. Desperately, you pray that you remembered to zip your fly on your rush to work.

"Ummmm," The feline purrs, obviously searching back in her memory for what she wanted from you. She rubs her paws together and appears a bit flustered. "Yes, I did. I just wanted to tell you that I need you..." She blushes a touch, then quickly adds, "to come in for work on Saturday."

"Oh, okay." You answer, surprised by the simple request. The blush looks good on her, you think idly. Then you realize that she is leaning slightly over her desk, emphasizing her breasts, "I mean, yes ma'am, I can come in tomorrow."

"Good. Ummm..." She laces her paws, still looking flustered.

You look at her, obviously puzzled, after all she's the boss, why is she so uncomfortable around you all of a sudden? That soft purr tickles the base of your brain, arousing your fantasies. Sure, the two of you have worked closely on projects before, but you're just part of her department. Maybe it was just a control game. After all even with her charms and appealing body, she was still sitting in that chair because she was good at exercising power and cultivating authority. Right now, she was probably screwing with your brain on so many levels that Freud himself would asplode his head like that poor chump from Scanners just trying to figure it out.

"That is all I needed to say. You may return to your cubical now." She drops her gaze, looking anywhere but at your eyes.

What do you do?:
*[[Get up and go back to your desk]]
*[[Ask, "Is that really all you needed?"]]
*[[Expose your sheath to the boss]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Go back to work

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 02:01:54 GMT

VladOfPandora:

"Well," You finally catch your breath, "I got to get back to work, but good luck on your romance with that bean-counter." Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.

"Hey, ya don't need luck when you got a face as cute as mine. Later, foxy." Jamie counters with an answering grin on his face before walking back to his cubicle.

Finally, you really get down to doing what you are paid for. Staring at your computer screen while typing up boring expense reports. However, after no more than twenty minutes of this torture, you are blessedly pulled away from work again when someone comes up behind you and taps you on your shoulder.

You spin around in your chair and see:
*[[Your aggravated boss]]
*[[The supposedly "cute" new receptionist]]
*[[That new accountant Jamie likes]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Rush to get dressed and get to work on time

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:46:01 GMT

VladOfPandora:

With a profane scream, you shove your morning wood in a pair of work pants and pull on a presentable shirt. You run out the apartment door trying to put on a tie, completely forgetting about breakfast. You leap into your car and speed off to work in the little dark green Honda Civic. You swerve in and out of traffic, earning the ire of many other drivers and honks from several. When you arrive at the parking lot you screech into a parking spot and run through the door of the moderate sized monument to a faceless corporation.

It is 8:57 when you enter the building. You enter the elevator, thumbing the button for the 4th floor at least seven times. While on the way up, you can't peel your eyes off the clock that now says 8:59 in bright red LED letters. The elevator doors open like the gates at a racetrack. You dodge and weave to your cubicle where you slam down into the chair and clock in at your computer just as its clock changes to 9:00. You give yourself a congratulatory few moments to breathe and get to work. But just then your friend Jamie walks down the aisle waving at you. He looks really excited about something. Jamie is a pretty chubby raccoon with full cheeks and arms, but manages to avoid having a bowl of jelly for a stomach. He is the only gay person you know, but that doesn't bother you much since he keeps his hands to himself... mostly.

"Hey man, what's up with you? You look exhausted," Jamie says.

"It's nothing Jamie," Nothing that doesn't happen once a month at least, "I just had a pretty rough morning," you reply.

"Well, look alive 'cause we have some new employees today. There's a new girl for reception and a new guy for accounting. And I gotta say, the accountant is so freaking hot, I just can't stand not looking at him. He is ''so'' out of my league, but you should go ask him on a date." says Jamie, with a wink from behind that bandit's mask.

"For the last time Jamie, I am not gay," you say, a little annoyed.

Jamie always thought you were gay. It's actually the reason you met. You were talking to Jamie in what you assumed was a regular bar. To you, it was just a regular conversation, but Jamie thought you were flirting. At the end of the chat, Jamie asked you on a date and you naturally declined. Because you aren't gay.
This puzzled Jaime, who asked "if you're not gay, what are you doing in a gay bar?". Your gut froze as cold as the beer you just finished, and you left quickly without saying anything. However, once you got your job here, you found out he was working a few cubicles over and you became fast friends.

"See, you keep saying that and I keep not believing you." The raccoon chuckled, "But I guess if you're not interested in the number-puncher, I hear the new receptionist is a pretty cute babe." He teased, fingers tapping against the sound absorbing wall of your cubical.

What do you want to do?:
*[[Go talk to the new receptionist]]
*[[Keep talking to Jamie]]
*[[Go back to work]]
or if you really were interested
*[[Go talk to the new accountant]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Dress shirt, Tie, Work pants''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Ignore your cock's reaction

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:25:15 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You decide to ignore your urges. Unfortunately for you, though, your member bulges in your pants, giving it away. The cute rabbit notices this.

"''Oh!'' I'm so sorry, you're smelling me, aren't you? I am ''so'' sorry for doing this to you. Is there anything I can do?" she asks.

Do you:
*[[Look at her and try to decide]]
*[[Give a slight smile and say, "We'll think of something."]]
*[[Grab her roughly]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Jeans, t-shirt, hard on''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Ignore your cock's reaction

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:24:31 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You decide to ignore your urges. Unfortunately for you, though, your member bulges in your pants, giving it away. The cute rabbit notices this.

"''Oh''! I'm so sorry, you're smelling me, aren't you? I am so sorry for doing this to you. Is there anything I can do?" she asks.

Do you:
*[[Look at her and try to decide]]
*[[Give a slight smile and say, "We'll think of something."]]
*[[Grab her roughly]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Jeans, t-shirt, hard on''|Health=100|Gender=Male|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Continue kissing and wait for Christina to take the lead

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:18:39 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You decide waiting for Christina to take the lead is probably the best. After kissing for a while, Christina indeed seizes the initiative, by slowly sliding her hands down to your hips. Fingering you with one hand, rubbing your ass with another, she slowly moans, something you pick up as a sign to do something radical: you take her hands of you, lay her back on the bed and...

*[[Sit on her face. You want to feel her!]]
*[[Eat her out. You're a fox, she's a bunny. You're supposed to.]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''nothing''|Health=100|Gender=Female|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Let out a soft moaning sound to let her know to continue

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:18:02 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You moan softly as her tongue continues to lick you. She draws back and licks up at her nose. You reach down and open your robe. Christina kneels over you with her legs on either side of you, racing to get her t-shirt off. As you lay beneath her, thinking about where this will go, you unbutton Christina's shorts for her. She takes off her top and her boobs fall and bounce ever so slightly in her bra.

Christina steps off of you and runs into your bedroom. She closes the door. Confused and aroused, you walk over. Just as you reach for the handle, she opens the door completely nude. Her breasts are large, rounded even without her bra. They still look as sexy as they did before. Her toned stomach is visible, a sculpted path of muscle leading to her vagina which you can see is already releasing fluid down her leg. She pants, just barely visible, clearly ready. You enter the room and close the door behind the two of you.

Your hands find her hips and pull her close to you. The fullness of your bodies together with no clothing to hinder the feeling is orgasmic by itself. Already the juices are starting to flow as you begin to be as wet as your partner. You lead with your tongue, moving in to kiss her on the lips. As one, you step backwards and gently lay Christina on your bed. Your canid form mounts her white-furred waist, continuing the kiss as you roll onto the bed. You lay side by side, kissing each other.

It's your first time with a girl, and you hesitate about what to do first, or at all. Your brain tells you to wait for Christina, but your libido wants you to stick your cute little muzzle right between her legs.

Do you...
*[[Break the kiss and begin to make your way to her vagina]]
*[[Continue kissing and wait for Christina to take the lead]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''Nothing''|Health=100|Gender=Female|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Your female bunny friend, Christina

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:02:46 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You walk over and tap your friend awake. "Morning," you say. Christina looks back at you with her big green eyes. She stands up and stretches upwards lifting her t-shirt up just a bit, showing off the short brown fur of her stomach. It's hard being bi-curious and having a bi-sexual friend like Christina. She lives a very sexual lifestyle and has no shame when it comes to teasing you with her 'features'.

Christina sits up on your chair to give you room to sit down. You ask her, "What time did you get in last night?"

She tells you 3:00am. You roll your eyes at her and she explains she is sorry with her usual cute face. You ignore her. She proceeds to give you a hug and apologize again. Your robe opens a little at the chest. Christina puts her face against your chest. "Mmm, lookie what I can see.."

Do you...
*[[Stand up and close your robe]]
*[[Explore your bi-curiosity and playfully open your robe]]
{{FurStatus|Equipment=''White Robe''|Health=100|Gender=Female|Species=Fox}}
[[Category: Furry World]]

Get in the shower and clean up

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 00:30:03 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You decide that you might as well take a shower. You walk into your clean white bathroom and quickly shed your pajama bottoms, revealing your black-furred lower body with a nice sized sheath and set of balls. The red tip of your member is sticking out as you climb into the shower and turn the water up as hot as it can get.

With a small sigh you let the water run over your fur, loosening out the sweat and dirt of the past few days. As good as it feels, you can't help but let out a little grunt as the warm water hits your sheath, causing your length to slide further out. It's been a while since you stroked yourself to climax, or even slept with a female for that matter. You ignore the growing desire and soap up, then let the hot water rinse the suds and filth away. Once again you find yourself looking down at your now throbbing feline erection.

You know you want to paw off.

Do you:
*[[Decide to pleasure yourself?]]
*[[Decide to get out and get dressed.]]
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[[Category: Furry World]]

Call a friend and see what they're doing

VladOfPandora — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 00:22:10 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You decide to call a friend to see what brand of ''mischief'' you can rile up. You head into your bedroom and dress in fairly casual clothing, a simple pair of blue shorts and a white shirt that emphasizes how dark your fur really is. Near the telephone is your little pad of paper where you keep a list of "important" numbers.

Who you gonna call?:
*[[Your friend, a Male Hyena named Alex who you've been secretly interested in.]]
*[[Your female Wolf neighbor named Sam]]
*[[Your sister's friend, a sexy Cheetah Girl]]
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Stick the fuck-me pumps on Brandon's feet

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 19:29:26 GMT

VladOfPandora:

As you consider your options on how to humiliate the little prick further, one of Valarie's more powerful fantasies floats to the surface of your mind. Brandon wearing the fuck-me pumps and a pair of panties, blushing like a taillight. Intrigued, you decide to follow through. With your supernatural strength, you lift the fearful youth and sit him on the bed. Terrified by his sister's sudden burst of strength, he's too scared to run away.

"Don't worry. It's not like you were much of a man anyway," you say, as you slip the first pump onto one of his feet. You are surprised to find that it fits rather well. The other one easily slips on, and you step back to look over your handiwork. You revel in devilish joy as you watch the simpering Brandon cry in his own sister's sexy shoes.

Do you:
*[[let the crying sissy go.]]
*[[slip your panties onto him.]]
*[[look for a clean pair of panties and other clothes to dress him up with.]]
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Fondle the sister's ass and breasts

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 19:21:01 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You sit behind Valerie and wrap your arms around her. You let your hands slide up to grip her large, firm bosom. A nibble on her ear and a pinch of her nipple brings out a moan from behind her gag. You turn her so she straddles you and take one of her breasts in your mouth. Your tongue circles her aureola then presses firmly on the stiff nipple. You continue to kiss her beautiful young breasts as your hands squeeze her firm round buttocks. Valerie's hands hold your head in place as she starts to grind her hips. You pull her hips towards your crotch and rub her snatch against your renewed erection.

Do you:
*[[Let your sister put it her pussy]]
*[[Let her put it in her ass]]
*[[Move your spirit to Valerie]]
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Shove your penis in sister's ass

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 19:02:43 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You quickly unzip your pants and grab your sister's torso. Before she can scream, you roll her onto her stomach and press her face into a pillow. You pull your hard manhood out and rub it over the back of her panties. You only pulled the front down before, but now you tug her white undergarment down below her butt and rub your penis over her smooth skin, all the way down to her rosebud. Your sister quivers in fright and turns her head to the side on the pillow.

"Please don't, little brother." She pleads as you lean over her back and place a hand on the base of her neck, "I-I promise not to tell mom if you just stop... please stop!"

But you don't stop, and your cockhead soon pushes past her anal ring. You press her face into the pillow to stifle her sobs as you slam your hips into her over and over. Before long, though, she starts to moan as you rock into her butt. You lean further down and start to lick the back of her neck, sending shivers over her body. Your other hand slowly pumps the dildo inside her until her resistance fades.

Now consumed by lust, sister is reaching back and working the dildo as she sobs and moans. You continue to pump her tight butt, pleasantly surprised that she keeps it so clean, and kiss her neck and back where the baggy shirt bares her skin. Pretty soon the tremors of an orgasm pass through her and you feel your balls tighten. You reach up and grope her breasts inside her oversized tee.

Do you:

*[[Cum in sister's rump]]
*[[Splatter your load all over her breasts]]
*[[Let Valerie suck your meat and climax in her mouth]]
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History class

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 18:31:08 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You take your seat in history class. Mr. James drones on about the Viking Invasion and how they named the icy lands Greenland and the green lands Iceland... sly bastards.

Mr. James brought an authentic Nordic battle-axe as a "visual aid". It looks to have been lovingly maintained through generations, and shimmering about it are the auras of all those Viking head-choppers. It’s sitting on his desk; the blade glints in the sunlight filtering through the class room window. Your paranormal essence warms at the thought of restoring it to true glory.

You go:
*[[Possess Mr. James]]
*[[Rampage on the humans! Viking style.]]
*[[Grab the axe and go looking for someone to bully.]]
*[[Play it cool…for now.]]
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Say, "I'm the boss."

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 18:20:46 GMT

VladOfPandora:

"Being a smart-ass is gonna cost you, twerp." The bully clenches his fists and moves toward you, but just before you are about to get your face pummeled someone calls out to the fat kid.

"Hey, man, stop messing around with that kid. We found some fireworks in the forest and we're gonna go blow up ant hills!"

The bully looks over at his friend and then glances back to you. "I'm not going to bother now, but I'll really pummel you next time, Nerd!" And with that the bully backs off and walks out of the school. You look down the hall, watching kids walk to different classes. You decide to visit one of your classes.

You go to:
*[[Science class]]
*[[History class]]
*[[Music class]]
*[[The Bathroom]]
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Finish her off.

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 17:14:07 GMT

VladOfPandora: Created page with '''Ouch.'' Good thing you don't have to cut grass in the aether planes. Otherwise you might feel guilty for all the pain you would have caused those blankets of green. Then again…'

''Ouch.'' Good thing you don't have to cut grass in the aether planes. Otherwise you might feel guilty for all the pain you would have caused those blankets of green.

Then again, you realize, the only reason this particular vine felt anything was because you had possession of it. After all, without your supernatural essence running through the plant, it is just an elegant machine. It does not sense pain the way a human or animal does... certainly not the way the cooling woman in your arms did as you slowly squeezed the life from her body.

Blood, dripping from the bite on her ankle, seeps into the ground. You taste it through your roots, a savory nutrient sweetened by conquest. Perhaps someone will come near later, drawn by the corpse you slowly mummify with your vines, but for now you pause your rampage. You have much to ponder, and the temporary release from hormonal desires granted by this plant is... refreshing. You wonder if perhaps a bee will bumble near, allowing you to seek other flora and prey upon other fauna.

That black cat may also return to seek its owner. Even if it does not your paranormal abilities should allow you to evolve this mere vine into something far more devilish, and carnivorous.

*[[You slowly begin to grow a vine towards the house...]]
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Squeeze the woman's throat

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 16:51:38 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You tighten the coil of vine around the young mother's neck.

She gasps for breath and manages to break free of the vine about her wrists. In terrified panic, unable to cry out, she claws frantically at her throat. Her long nails draw blood from the fair skin, but your paranormal possession of the plant strengthens the already tough vines. She is unable to tear the thick vine away from her neck before her face turns red and her eyes roll back in their sockets. The mother drops as limp as a rag in your tendrils, your gag still in her mouth.

Juices from the damaged vine leak down her front, soaking her white blouse and revealing her lacy black bra underneath. Those nails ''hurt''. You decide she needs to be punished...

Do you:
*[[Decide it's not rape if she can't say no...]]
*[[Finish her off.]]
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Squeeze the woman's throat

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 16:48:43 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You tighten the coil of vine around the young mother's neck.

She gasps for breath and manages to break free of the vine about her wrists. She begins to claw frantically at her throat, her long nails drawing blood from the fair skin. Your paranormal possession of the plant strengthens the already tough vines. She is unable to tear the vine that gags her away from her neck before her face turns red and her eyes roll back in their sockets. The mother drops as limp as a rag in your tendrils.

Juices from the damaged vine leak down her front, soaking her white blouse and revealing her lacy black bra underneath. Those nails ''hurt''. You decide she needs to be punished...

Do you:
*[[It's not rape if she can't say no...]]
*[[Finish her off.]]
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Squeeze the woman's throat

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 16:48:00 GMT

VladOfPandora: Created page with 'You tighten the coil of vine around the young mother's neck. She gasps for breath and manages to break free of the vine about her wrists. She begins to claw frantically at her t…'

You tighten the coil of vine around the young mother's neck.

She gasps for breath and manages to break free of the vine about her wrists. She begins to claw frantically at her throat, her long nails drawing blood from the fair skin. Your paranormal possession of the plant strengthens the already tough vines. She is unable to tear the vine that gags her away from her neck before her face turns red and her eyes roll back in their sockets. The mother drops as limp as a rag in your tendrils.

Juices from the damaged vine leak down her front, soaking her white blouse and revealing her lacy black bra underneath. Those nails ''hurt''. You decide she needs to be punished...

Do you:

Do you:
*[[It's not rape if she can't say no...]]
*[[Finish her off.]]
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Run a vine into her pants

VladOfPandora — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 16:47:36 GMT

VladOfPandora:

You take a fourth vine and wrap it around the woman's ankle. The tip of your vine slips into the pant leg and slowly moves up her nylon-covered calf. You coil around her leg as she tries to kick to free herself and soon you reach her crotch. You wrap yourself around so that your vine rubs across her clit before slipping in the top of her pantyhose. You then wrap behind her and come back between her legs to enter her pussy.

You force enough of the vine into her that it balls up and fills her completely before you start pumping in and out. The woman moans into your green gag as the vine rubs her clit and her inner walls simultaneously. It isn't long before your leafy vine is coated in cunt juice.

Do you:

*[[shift your spirit to the plant-bound mother]]
*[[grow a vine toward the house]]
*[[shift your spirit into a passer-by]]
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