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Category talk:Adult Stories

Turtler — Fri, 16 Oct 2015 19:57:22 GMT

Turtler: Created page with 'I came here by clicking the "next 200" button from http://editthis.info/create_your_own_story/Category:Adult_Stories and rather than continuing on to other stories, it merely tel…'

I came here by clicking the "next 200" button from http://editthis.info/create_your_own_story/Category:Adult_Stories and rather than continuing on to other stories, it merely tells me about the deleted story "pedo romp" and how its' content is not welcome anymore. I can imagine why that is, but I also doubt that there are no other stories on this site beyond the letter P but it. For instance, fan favorite Smutty Sex Romp is an S (compare P-Q-R-S).

I think something is off with the function of browsing through the categories, and I think many people would appreciate it if this were fixed so clicking "next 200" would actually show the next 200. Regards. --[[User:Turtler|Turtler]] 19:57, 16 October 2015 (UTC)

Seduce the Policewoman.

Turtler — Sat, 29 Nov 2014 07:13:11 GMT

Turtler: Immigrating previous edit to a new page. Again, constructive criticism welcome!!

''This represents a fantasy, and not any actual situation or insinuation against law enforcement.''

'''Status: Naked & Content'''

You take a deep breath. Maybe you've been going insane, but for as naked and vulnerable as you are the entire situation is turning you on a bit....
The feel of the cop's hand on you starts making you wet, and there is nobody else here. But above all, what she said dominates your mind.

''Delicate flower?''

You've come this far with nothing but what you ha the day you were born. If this cop is thinking they can get away with it... she has another thing coming.

The policewoman has just enough time for her eyes to bulge in shock as you press your body against hers, letting the blanket fall off your body while your lips press against hers.

It doesn't last long before she pulls her head away, gasping desperately. But a subtle, pleasantly smile plays over her face s she looks over your body. You let her come close again before the two of you grasp each others' hips before you pull her in for a long kiss. Which she returns. She runs her strong hands over your body, kneading your buttocks, caressing your spine, fondling your breasts, pinching your nipples. Before it was threatening, but now it just makes you even hotter...

And while she's distracted touching you, you press her down against the bench, climbing on top of her body before you break the kiss. Then you rip off her top and bra to keep up the momentum, exposing smallish breasts for you to to run your hands and mouth over. The cop gives out a hell of a surprised grasp as you help herself to her tan jewels. But it isn't long before she adjusts to gently holds your head, guiding it to the sweet spots on her chest as you kiss her skin all the way down.

You are all over her, kissing and nibbling on her nipples, biting on her neck, and pressing her against the seat. She arches her neck back and releases a loud moan as she tries to keep her hands on you.

She holds your head at her chest for a few minutes as she unbuttons her shorts and lets them fall to the ground. She then guides your head down her belly and to the mound glistening through her panties. She scoots them down and presses your face into her pussy, but she clearly didn't expect you to do it with the zeal you do. You spread open her labia with your fingers, and you kiss, lick, and nibble on her clit. She leans back against the bench first. Then she bites her lip, and rolls her eyes up, as her breathing becomes ragged. Soon, she is crying out and gripping onto the bench with white knuckles as your face presses hard into her cunt. She grunts and grinds her pelvis against you, arching her back and screaming as she comes again. And Again. And Again.

After a few minutes she lets your head go as she fans her flushing skin, panting. You rise, eyes matching her gaze consistently as you go back to straddle her hips and shift.

This time, you're the one pressing her head against your chest, your neck, your core....

It lasts for most of an hour before you finally detach, leaving her a panting wreck on the bench as you continue looking through the boxes for clothes.

While you're looking she recovers her senses enough to lean back up and get dressed with nearly her entire body flushed. Then she pats your ass. "Take all the time you need. I'll be right outside these doors if you need me. And... if you'd want to.." She cuts her version short, and leaves you there.

After another half hour, you've composed yourself, and found a somewhat frilly dress that fits you well enough, so you put it on, and step out. You're put in an interrogation room, and left for an hour or two with some water. After making a statement, and signing some forms, the female officer tells you that no one is pressing charges, so you're free to go.

You crack a triumphant smile and say your goodbyes before heading out. She catches you by pressing a hand on your shoulder and turning you towards her. "Do you want an escort back, Ma'am? It's dark out, and the city can be pretty dangerous....."

The squad car pulls in as the sky is darkening. You pull your spare key out of the mail bo and step inside, pausing only to throw the dress on the ground before heading straight for the shower.

The female officer follows your lead. And it turns out to be a very, *very* long shower...

*''Start again at [[Oops! You're Naked! ]]''
*''Head to [[Main Page ]]''

[[Category: Oops! You're Naked!]]

Wait for the cop car to reach you

Turtler — Sat, 29 Nov 2014 07:12:39 GMT

Turtler:

''This represents a fantasy, and not any actual situation or insinuation against law enforcement.''

'''Status: Naked & Humiliated'''

You are paralyzed on the spot, as the police officer pulls up to you. He steps out of his car, with a blanket in his arms. "Miss, you're going to have to come with me."

You sob as the officer places the blanket over you. You hold it tight over you, as you are led to his squad car, everybody laughing and hooting behind you. You are sat in the back seat, and the door is closed.

The officer stands outside, with his back turned, for another fifteen minutes, without looking or saying anything to you. Then, a small subcompact car pulls over behind the squad car. A stocky woman with short hair, wearing shorts and a t-shirt, steps out, and heads over.

"We need to hire a couple more girls," she calls out above the traffic, "or I will NEVER have a day off."

She and the officer exchange car keys. "Try not to break it," she says, nodding to her car.

"How would you tell?" he asks.

She scowls and points her finger. "Don't make me knock you into next week - we're already short-staffed today."

The officer drives off in her car, as she sits in the front seat, and reads you your rights.

As she drives into town, she puts her arm up on the seat next to her, and talks to you through the grate.

"Let me tell you, miss. It doesn't look like anyone is going to press charges today, but we still have to process you, and you'll end up with a fine. But you get one uptight asshole who spots you, and fills out all the right paperwork, you're looking at the conviction to a sex-offense. That means no living within 1000 yards of schools, your name on an internet registry, hate mail, and death threats. Bottom line, don't go out naked anymore, you hear me?"

You nod silently, avoiding her gaze.

You pull into the station, and she escorts you through the back doors. You are still clutching the blanket tightly around your body.

A male officer starts to hoot at you, but it transforms into a cry of pain as the female officer is grabbing his ear, pulling it down.

"I told you, creep, you keep it up, I will have you dick as a trophy on my wall." She turns to you. "Come on, honey, let's get you dressed."

She escorts you to a musty storage room, where she locks the door behind the both of you. Inside are unorganized boxes of clothes. She scratches her ear, and waves her hand at the boxes. "Try to find something that fits. I dare you."

You begin to go through the boxes, when she approaches from behind you, resting her hand on your shoulder, which had become exposed.

"You know, I can delay your processing." Her finger idly plays under the margin of the blanket, slowly pulling it off your shoulder. "So you don't end up getting thrown in Holding."

You turn to face her, and the back of her hand caresses your cheek.

"Trust me, a delicate flower like you will not do well in Holding."

You:
*[[Let the blanket fall off you.]]
*[[Turn around, try to find clothes.]]
*[[Seduce the Policewoman.]]

[[Category: Oops! You're Naked!]]

Wait for the cop car to reach you

Turtler — Sat, 29 Nov 2014 03:58:19 GMT

Turtler: Editing for a more consentual sex scene (ending?) with the Policewoman.

''This represents a fantasy, and not any actual situation or insinuation against law enforcement.''

'''Status: Naked & Humiliated'''

You are paralyzed on the spot, as the police officer pulls up to you. He steps out of his car, with a blanket in his arms. "Miss, you're going to have to come with me."

You sob as the officer places the blanket over you. You hold it tight over you, as you are led to his squad car, everybody laughing and hooting behind you. You are sat in the back seat, and the door is closed.

The officer stands outside, with his back turned, for another fifteen minutes, without looking or saying anything to you. Then, a small subcompact car pulls over behind the squad car. A stocky woman with short hair, wearing shorts and a t-shirt, steps out, and heads over.

"We need to hire a couple more girls," she calls out above the traffic, "or I will NEVER have a day off."

She and the officer exchange car keys. "Try not to break it," she says, nodding to her car.

"How would you tell?" he asks.

She scowls and points her finger. "Don't make me knock you into next week - we're already short-staffed today."

The officer drives off in her car, as she sits in the front seat, and reads you your rights.

As she drives into town, she puts her arm up on the seat next to her, and talks to you through the grate.

"Let me tell you, miss. It doesn't look like anyone is going to press charges today, but we still have to process you, and you'll end up with a fine. But you get one uptight asshole who spots you, and fills out all the right paperwork, you're looking at the conviction to a sex-offense. That means no living within 1000 yards of schools, your name on an internet registry, hate mail, and death threats. Bottom line, don't go out naked anymore, you hear me?"

You nod silently, avoiding her gaze.

You pull into the station, and she escorts you through the back doors. You are still clutching the blanket tightly around your body.

A male officer starts to hoot at you, but it transforms into a cry of pain as the female officer is grabbing his ear, pulling it down.

"I told you, creep, you keep it up, I will have you dick as a trophy on my wall." She turns to you. "Come on, honey, let's get you dressed."

She escorts you to a musty storage room, where she locks the door behind the both of you. Inside are unorganized boxes of clothes. She scratches her ear, and waves her hand at the boxes. "Try to find something that fits. I dare you."

You begin to go through the boxes, when she approaches from behind you, resting her hand on your shoulder, which had become exposed.

"You know, I can delay your processing." Her finger idly plays under the margin of the blanket, slowly pulling it off your shoulder. "So you don't end up getting thrown in Holding."

You turn to face her, and the back of her hand caresses your cheek.

"Trust me, a delicate flower like you will not do well in Holding."

You:
*[[Let the blanket fall off you.]]
*[[Turn around, try to find clothes.]]
*[[Lean in to the Policewoman, kissing her on the lips and letting the blanket fall.]]

[[Category: Oops! You're Naked!]]

User talk:Calvin Coolidge

Turtler — Fri, 26 Jul 2013 00:38:13 GMT

Turtler: Created page with 'I'm just popping in to say that as a fellow newcomer (and former long, long, looong term lurker) it's good to see someone with a good sense for making Choose your Own Adventure G…'

I'm just popping in to say that as a fellow newcomer (and former long, long, looong term lurker) it's good to see someone with a good sense for making Choose your Own Adventure Games. I've been playing through your Escape from Syria, and I must say it's time well spent; and since I haven't seen anybody else pop up to comment on it yet I figured I had to give you some due feedback to it.

Firstly, it really is a marvelous game for a first time. It's bit on the short side, but even considering the shortness you do a great job fleshing out the situations, the choices, and the characters. The fact that this is on a rather ugly and current situation just makes that more impressive. I'm a die hard history otaku, poli-military-intel fan (and- disclaimer- a strong NeoCon), and it's a relief to see a player character in the Mature/Adult sections who isn't *just* a vehicle for this or that sexual situation, and the issues in the MidEast being done justice. All of the choices were well versed out, and at times it seemed a bit cutthroat on the Game Overs, but overall each decision made a lot of sense and the outcomes were logical.

Ditto regarding your writing. There's definite room for improvement, but it's worlds apart from some of the tripe that gets posted on this website, or even on more respectable things like FF.net or Fiction press. Clean, mostly free of issues, and surprisingly evocative. A good show by any means. I loved how you could capture characters in relatively brief descriptions, and how you could make both battle, sex, and other things exciting without being exploitive or going over the Mature line.

Of the criticisms, I'd have to say that while the number of choices you gave were refreshing and broad in some cases, in others it seemed to tread terribly close to the vaunted "only one option to proceed" syndrome a lot of these things come to. Furthermore, if I'm honest I really would like some more description and length in the pages.

On a more superficial, subjective, and nitpicky level... these two are more of a symptom of the greater issue I'll get to. But first, Alia really did interest me, as she stands out as the single strongest NPC in the game so far. I would've liked to see more of her, and optimally see her as a Romance Option for Rania. Granted, I am into that so I'm not objective, but she did fascinate me and strike me as complimentary to her. C

Secondly, maybe it's my ultra-sensitive California-grade cringe meter going, but it seems like seeing some male characters with similar depth would've been interesting. It seems like the most we get for them are poor Spider and some generic terrorists. Don't get me wrong: I'm not even remotely under the impression you are biased. I think you did justice to them as they stand; I just think it would've been interesting to see the world be fleshed out more.

But really, both of those issues stem from the fact that it's really short. I reached the end(s) fairly quickly, and when I got there I wanted to keep going. No such thing as too much of something good, right? So that alone should tell you you've done something good.

Sorry for the wall of text, but I just wanted to give you some feedback and inspiration. If nothing else, I'm one person who'd be interested in seeing your contributions later.

Regards!

--[[User:Turtler|Turtler]] 00:38, 26 July 2013 (UTC)