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Take the bag on the right

Dragoon — Mon, 17 May 2010 07:54:15 GMT

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Knowing that by entering the game you at least have a shot at cooperating with others (and possibly saving lives), you take the bag to the right. Hey, who knows? If you play your cards right, you just might be able to get off the is goddamn island.

'''Let's hope that bipolar disorder of yours kicks in soon''', Zach the teacher says with a sadistic sneer '''It would make things quite... entertaining'''

'''Fuck off''' you mutter as you leave the class room.

Once you're outside, you run as fast as you can into the adjacent forest, intending to get some time to yourself in order to think out your strategy. You finally find refuge underneath a tree; the space behind it is restricted via an electric chain link fence. That's what the sign says anyway, but you're not willing to test the veracity of the sign. You eagerly dig into your bag and pull out...

...

...no fucking way.

Your weapon is the same one used by the God of War himself.

The Blades of Chaos.

OK, this can't actually be the actual weapon used by Kratos (that was just a video game after all), but someone over at the BR planning committee must have been a big GOW fan. What you've got here are two razor-sharp blades connected to chains. There's even a slip on harness that allows you to connect the chains to your arms.

In spite of yourself, you feel a sense of giddiness rise up in you. ''Fucking A!'' Anti-Zach cheers ''Let's go slice some motherfuckers Beatrix Kiddo style!''

''Piss off'' you tell Anti-Zach ''This is just for protection. Nothing more.''

Well, now you've got the blades of one of the baddest motherfuckers who ever lived. What now?

[[Head for the mountains]]
[[Head for the lighthouse]]
[[Head for the abandoned town]]
[[Head for the industrial center]]
[[Head for the desolate mall]]

Tell Charlie you're starting to lose consciousness

Dragoon — Tue, 19 May 2009 21:15:08 GMT

Dragoon:

“Hey Charlie,” you manage to grunt out, “this is great and all, but I’m kind of starting to black out and-“

“Shut your mouth, whore!” Charlie snaps at you, not relenting her thrusts for one moment, “You got on the roller-coaster, and there’s no getting off until it’s over!”

Trying to separate yourself from Charlie sure as hell isn’t a good idea, so you endure the pain as much as you can. You decide that if you’re going to die from having the back of your skull smashed by the concrete wall, you might as well get some satisfaction out of it. You start to hump Charlie even more forcefully than before, and Charlie lets out a small gasp of surprise and pleasure.

“That’s right, hot stuff!” Charlie pants, “Keep fucking me! Keep fucking me just… like… '''that'''!”

Charlie slams herself into you and the wall one last time and you can hear plaster crack behind you. You can’t hold it in any longer, and you shoot a cannon-load of your gunk into Charlie’s womb. Likewise, Charlie’s box explodes and drips all around her.

Although Charlie is exhausted, she leans towards you and hungrily takes your mouth on top of hers. Gentleness is apparently not Charlie’s forte when it comes to kissing; you can feel her tongue probing down into the depth of your throat and her teeth is grating against yours. You can’t hear her very well, but Charlie is moaning, “Mine, all mine”, while she tongues you.

Caught in a storm of intense pain and intense pleasure, you unwillingly escape by falling unconscious.

What happens next?
*[[You wake up in the same room]]
*[[You wake up in Charlie's apartment]]
*[[You wake up in your apartment]]

Try to get away from the two women

Dragoon — Tue, 19 May 2009 20:59:51 GMT

Dragoon:

“OK, here’s what I think should be done,” you start to say in your most scholarly, reasonable voice. Then you abruptly make a dash for the nearest door. Charlie and Debbie are skilled, sexy fuckers, but you don’t think that there is any way that you can handle the two of them. Charlie nearly killed you in the sack, and Debbie’s tastes in sex are not for the squeamish. You could handle the two of them separately, but together? You’d have a better chance at knocking the shit out of Chuck Norris.

Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on your tastes), Charlie is not only strong, but also fast. She tackles you to the floor before you can escape, and the strength of her gore (which feels like running into a brick wall) instantly immobilizes you. The room is spinning while you lie on your stomach, but you’re conscious enough to feel rope close around your wrists.

“What the hell are you doing?!” you yell, somewhat in outrage, but mostly out of fear.

Charlie finishes tying your wrists behind your back before she responds to you. When she does respond, she does so by lifting you up by your shirt collar and bringing your face very close to hers. You become even more afraid and horny when you notice that there is a strange, predatory gleam in Charlie’s eyes.

“Sorry, babe,” Charlie says with a sadistic grin, “but when Charlie finally finds someone who can fuck her good and hard, Charlie doesn’t let him go. Ever.”

Charlie licks your face for emphasis, like she’s claiming you to be her property. Debbie giggles while she watches.

You say:
*"[[Will you share me with Debbie?]]"
*"[[Wait! Wait! There's a good reason that you should let me go!]]."
*"[[I can only handle one of you, not both]]."
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[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]

Try to get away from the two women

Dragoon — Tue, 19 May 2009 01:42:29 GMT

Dragoon:

“OK, here’s what I think should be done,” you start to say in your most scholarly, reasonable voice. Then you abruptly make a dash for the nearest door. Charlie and Debbie are skilled, sexy fuckers, but you don’t think that there is any way that you can handle the two of them. Charlie nearly killed you in the sack, and Debbie’s tastes in sex are not for the squeamish. You could handle the two of them separately, but together? You’d have a better chance at knocking the shit out of Chuck Norris.

Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on your tastes), Charlie is not only strong, but also fast. She tackles you to the floor before you can escape, and the strength of her gore (which feels like running into a brick wall) instantly immobilizes you. The room is spinning while you lie on your stomach, but you’re conscious enough to feel rope close around your wrists.

“What the hell are you doing?!” you yell, somewhat in outrage, but mostly out of fear.

Charlie finishes tying your wrists behind your back before she responds to you. When she does respond, she does so by lifting you up by your shirt collar and bringing your face very close to hers. You become even more afraid and horny when you notice that there is a strange, predatory gleam in Charlie’s eyes.

“Sorry, babe,” Charlie says with a sadistic grin, “but when Charlie finally finds someone who can fuck her good and hard, Charlie doesn’t let him go. Ever.”

Charlie licks your face for emphasis, like she’s claiming you to be her property. Debbie giggles while she watches.

You say:
*"[[Will you share me with Debbie?]]"
*"[[Let's all three get married]]."
*"[[I can only handle one of you, not both]]."
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[Your Apartment]]''|Health=Horny|MP=0|Level=1}}
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]

Try to get away from the two women

Dragoon — Mon, 18 May 2009 23:36:50 GMT

Dragoon:

“OK, here’s what I think should be done,” you start to say in your most scholarly, reasonable voice. Then you abruptly make a dash for the nearest door. Charlie and Debbie are skilled, sexy fuckers, but you don’t think that there is anyway that you can handle the two of them. Charlie nearly killed you in the sack, and Debbie’s tastes in sex are not for the squeamish. You could handle the two of them separately, but together? You’d have a better chance at knocking the shit out of Chuck Norris.

Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on your tastes), Charlie is not only strong, but also fast. She tackles you to the floor before you can escape, and the strength of her gore (which feels like running into a brick wall) instantly immobilizes you. The room is spinning while you lie on your stomach, but you’re conscious enough to feel steel close around your wrists and to hear the distinct clink of metal parts combining with each other.

“What the hell are you doing?!” you yell somewhat in outrage, but mostly out of fear.

Charlie finishes handcuffing your wrists behind your back before she responds to you. When she does respond, she does so by lifting you up by your shirt collar and bringing your face very close to hers. You become even more afraid and horny when you notice that there is a strange, predatory gleam in Charlie’s eyes.

“Sorry, babe,” Charlie says with a sadistic grin, “but when Charlie finally finds someone who can fuck her good and hard, Charlie doesn’t let him go. Ever.”

Charlie licks your face for emphasis, like she’s claiming you to be her property. Debbie giggles while she watches.

There’s really nothing that you can do, but what will Charlie and Debbie do?

*[[Charlie lets Debbie help her break her new toy in]]
*[[Charlie, you, and Debbie all get married]]
*[[Charlie fucks you while Debbie watches]]

Start out with some foreplay

Dragoon — Fri, 15 May 2009 22:07:54 GMT

Dragoon:

You are a cosmopolitan, an intellectual with eclectic tastes. You love big beautiful women, especially the ebony variety. The only way to fuck Brenda without any hassles is to fuck Jarrell, a man with a cunt. You have never fucked a man with a cunt before (let alone a man with a dick), but you make it a point to try new things, whether that includes buying stock in the Chinese slave market or tricking anonymous children into thinking that their parents are dead. Therefore, you should fuck Jarrell because it is something you have never done before and because you want to slam your hose in Brenda’s twat.

See? Those philosophy and logic classes did come in handy!

Without warning, your hand grips the back of Jarrell’s head, and you crush his lips against yours. Apparently, Jarrell isn’t surprised by your actions because he gives no resistance. Instead, he readily allows his tongue to explore yours. He even gives a rather “ungangsta” moan when you softly bite his tongue.

Jarrell breaks the kiss and look at you with admiring eyes. “No wonder Brenda likes you,” he says, “I’m all yours, babe. Make me happy, and I’ll give you two my blessing.”

What will you do? What will Jarrell do?

*[[Plug that twat!]]
*[[Eat out Jarrell's feminine side]]
*[[Have Jarrell blow you]]

Yeah, I'm looking at her.

Dragoon — Fri, 15 May 2009 21:54:15 GMT

Dragoon:

The Madame giggles and playfully slaps your chest in response.

"Oh, you big sweetheart," she drawls, "you know just how to make a woman feel special, don't you?"

"I know how to tell a beautiful woman the truth," you respond. You hope that the Madame hasn't seen the James Bond movie you stole that line from.

Evidently, she hasn't and it was the right thing to say. The Madame grabs your hand and leads you to her room. The room reflects her redneck sensibilities: tacky clothes are sprawled everywhere, a large confederate flag is hung on the wall over her leopard print bed, and beer cans, cigarettes, and joints occupy the top of her bureaus and TV.

The Madame lies back on her bed and trails a sole finger up and down her taut, sexy stomach. “What would the gentleman like to order?” she purrs.

Do you:

*[[Jump on top of the Madame]]
*[[Have the Madame blow you ]]
*[[Blow the Madame ]]

Sit on Cleo's boner

Dragoon — Thu, 14 May 2009 21:06:49 GMT

Dragoon:

“Take off your clothes and sit on that chair,” you instruct Cleo. The beautiful tranny obeys you, and you get a good view of her superb DD chest and her entire 12 inches of manhood. It’s throbbing and stiffening while you look at it.

“I hope you’re thinking of me and not some other prick,” you smile at her.

“I don’t get many cute customers like you,” Cleo smiles back, “so yeah, it’s totally for you, babe.”

Whether Cleo is telling the truth is irrelevant at this point. You just want to fuck, and you want to fuck now.

You take off your clothes and Cleo whistles appreciatively. You have to admit that your ego gets a nice boost because of that, even if the compliment is from a tranny.

You sit your ass down on Cleo’s boner, and you sit on her in the position that enables you to look at her face while you get your anus filled.

“Oh God, that’s good,” Cleo whispers as she slides into you.

You wrap your legs around Cleo’s ass and start to make out with her while she thrusts inside your hole. After a while, you start to kiss and suck her enormous boobs, and her moans get you even hotter. The more you suck and kiss, the more energetic Cleo becomes. Eventually, you feel like her dick is a carnival ride that has suddenly snorted a lot of coke. Cleo starts to thrust crazily, and her moans become louder and more primal.

Eventually, you can’t hold it in anymore, and your ass unleashes a gallon of cum onto her lap. Apparently Cleo couldn’t contain herself any longer too, because she erupts inside of you simultaneously.
You collapse onto her chest out of exhaustion; Cleo leans against her chair. The two of you are breathing harshly. The scent of her sweat is intoxicating.

“Wow…” is all Cleo can pant while you sit on her.

Coco, the female gorilla.

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 01:11:05 GMT

Dragoon:

OK, there’s no way you can justify this one. Coco is a gorilla for Christ’s sake! However, after years of fucking anything that has an ass or a cunt or boobs, you’ve become inured concepts like “perversion” and “immoral” and “STD’s”. Shit, it’s not like you’re trying to become the Pope.

When Coco sees you, she becomes excited and gives you a hug. You would think that Coco would give you a hug that would crush your spine, but gorillas are actually gentle and shy creatures. Coco has given birth before, so there’s also the maternal factor to consider. Still, she will go ape-shit when she fucks you, or so you’ve surmised after all the times you’ve made her howl in ecstasy.

Coco offers you a huge breast as is customary, and you kiss it as is customary. Coco can’t take it anymore, throws you over her thick shoulders, and carries you upstairs. You breathe in the smell of her hair while she lumbers upward; she used that shampoo you like and it’s starting to turn you on.

Coco kicks in her door, and gently places you on a bed made on a hammock. Coco’s room is fitting: the floor is made out of soft leaves, there are bananas everywhere, and Planet of the Apes merchandise fills every available space it can.

You smirk and hoist down your jeans. Time to show this cousin species of yours just how humans roll.

*[[Coco is on top]]
*[[You're on top]]

Smiley, a slightly insane but gorgeous girl

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 00:59:19 GMT

Dragoon:

“It’s Mary!”, A familiar voice squeaks behind you. You turn around and see a short, cute blonde with nice, C-cup boobs and an adorable smile. She’s dressed in overalls which thankfully do not hide her chest, and her hair is long enough to reach her back. You would estimate that she weights 110 lbs and is 5’3. “Mary’s come to see me again! Hooray!”

“Yeah, my name is actually not Mary. It’s-“, you start to say.

“Oh my god, Mary! I can’t believe you decided to come back!” Smiley interrupts and enthuses. The girl acts like she’s been snorting sugar all morning, but she’s actually just somewhat crazy. Not serial killer crazy, thank God, but just sweet and endearing crazy. Crazy in the sack too. “I thought you would never come back, especially after the police said that they were going to make sure that I never walked the streets again! Hey, is your favorite color still green? I love green! Last night, I took my two fingers, and walked into the Madame’s room while she was sleeping and then-“

The Madame nervously shushes Smiley up, and suggests that you two make yourself comfortable in the chemically impaired girl’s room. Smiley insists that you give her a piggy-back ride up the stairs, and you happily oblige her. Smiley cheers loudly the whole way up, and you grin knowing that all this energy is going to go to good use.

Smiley’s room is… different. Gibberish has been graffitied all over her room, and there are posters of such diverse individuals as Pee-Wee Herman, Karl Marx, Flava Flav, and Ted Turner. You notice books written by Adolf Hitler, Robert Crumb, Andy Warhol, and Noam Chomsky.
There’s no way that you can figure out Smiley by her room (which is kind of the point), so fuck it. Or rather, fuck her.

“What do you want to play first, Mary?!” Smiley asks leaping up and down in excitement.

*[[Leap frog!]]
*[[Doctor!]]
*[[Fuck this, just tell her your dick is a popsicle]]

Free pussy for life! Hells yeah!

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 00:39:54 GMT

Dragoon:

You say yes, and if you think Brenda was excited before, this time she has all the energy of a horse on steroids. You two buck and fuck and dick and lick for hours on end until you both pass out from exhaustion. Then you both drive to a cheap chapel, get married in less than 10 minutes by an Elvis impersonator, and then drive back home to make some sweet, newly married love.

Brenda obviously stops working as a prostitute, and she instead becomes a one of the country’s most popular models. You decide to quit your boring white-collar job and instead become a writer.

Your debut novel “Why Fat Black Chicks Are More Fun” skyrockets to the top of book lists everywhere and becomes more popular than Jesus. You’re famous, you’re rich, and your wife is on the cover of Maxim; life is good.

You write one Pulitzer prize winning hits one after another while Brenda sucks your dick for the rest of your life.

THE END

Snuggle next to Brenda and sleep

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 00:33:52 GMT

Dragoon:

You and Brenda both fall asleep, her large arms embracing you from behind. You both have smiles as drift off into sleep.

When you wake up, your head is in Brenda’s lap, and she’s stroking your hair lovingly.

“Hey Brenda, what’s up?” You ask, not used to this position but not minding it.

“Marry me”, Brenda simply says.

“Wait… say what?” you ask bewildered.

“I’ve got to have you”, Brenda says while trying to keep her composure, “I’ve never felt like this around anyone before. I said I wanted your heart, and I meant it. Marry me, and I promise I’ll make you the happiest man alive.”

Whoa-ho-ho! What now, Romeo?

*[[Free pussy for life! Hells yeah!]]
*[[Sorry, I like variety.]]

Dress up in your clothes, Charlie

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 00:23:06 GMT

Dragoon:

“Oh, you do, do you?”, Charlie rhetorically asks with a impish smirk. “All right then, fine. Go inside my closet, and pick whatever you want, but make sure that it is hot,” she adds in a voice that is partly normal, partly threatening.

You decide that angering Charlie would not be a good idea, so you walk inside Charlie’s closet. Despite being a muscle-girl, the various cosplay outfits indicate that Charlie likes super-happy-magical-princess-anime. After looking at some suits, you decide to just dress like the amazon, and put on a Japanese sailor-school-girl dress. It feels nice and silky when you change into it, and your boner stiffens when it brushes against the material.
“Let’s get going!” Charlie shouts through the closed shutter doors of the closet. “I ain’t got all day, you know!”

You apply some red lipstick, some cheek powder, and some blue eyeliner; then you put on a convincing cyan, spiky, and long wig. You look at yourself in the closet mirror, and you’re actually impressed. You look good, girl!

When you exit the closet and show yourself to Charlie, she lets out a whistle of admiration and starts to look hungrier. “Goddamn!” She exclaims in wonder. “You look even girlier than I do!”
Charlie opens up her arms for an embrace.

“Let little ol’ Charlie show you how we girls party,” she purrs.

*[[Let little ol' Charlie show you how girls party]]

Dress up in your clothes, Charlie

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 00:21:52 GMT

Dragoon:

Fondle Cleo's boobies and "package"

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 00:08:57 GMT

Dragoon:

You smile and hold your arms out wide for a hug. The gesture may seem innocent enough, but Cleo understands what it really means. She gives you a seductive smile, embraces you, and then starts to French you while your arms encircle each other.

As you make out, your hands start to explore Cleo’s body. You start to rub her large DD size breasts, and Cleo lets out a moan of pleasure. Curious, you let your other hand slide down inside her pants to see exactly what she has down there.

Wow. You had no idea it was going to be '''this''' big.

What do you want to do?

*[[Bend over and wave your ass]]
*[[Sit on it]]
*[[Blow her]]

Fondle Cleo's boobies and "package"

Dragoon — Wed, 13 May 2009 00:08:12 GMT

Dragoon:

Fuck it, let's get this over with.

Dragoon — Sun, 10 May 2009 22:17:28 GMT

Dragoon:

"Goddamnit", you mutter quietly to yourself. You normally wouldn't do this, but the idea of being smothered by Brenda's fat is irresistable. "Alright, let's do this", you say to Jarell.

You enter the male bathroom with Jarell and enter the large handicap stall. Once the door is closed and locked, Jarell drops his pants and briefs. You expect to see a large, dangling sausage, but instead you see... a cunt?

"You like?", Jarell says with a grin, "This fucker cost me plenty of money, but it's been worth it so far? Now get over here, and let me show you how we brothers make sweet love!"

How do you respond?

*[[Start out with some foreplay]]
*[[Run out of the stall screaming]]
*[[Skip the formalities and plug that twat!]]

Star Porn: The Empire Cums Back

Dragoon — Sun, 10 May 2009 22:10:29 GMT

Dragoon:

You buy the tickets to see The Empire Cums Back, which you have seen before but Brenda hasn't. It's a damn fine movie though, and you couldn't believe that Darth Bang'her turned out to be the bastard father of Luke Skycocker the first time you saw it.

You and Brenda enter the movie theatre with Brenda hanging onto you arms lovingly. As you make your way to the snack bar, a young black man with cornrows and urban clothing confronts you.

"Yo, Brenda!", he says, "Who the hell is this? Why you hangin' on his arm like that?"

"This is my brother, Jarell", Brenda quickly, quietly, and apologetically says to you. Turning her attention back to Jarell, she says, "Jarell, this is my new boyfriend."

''Boyfriend?'' you wonder to yourself, becoming quite confused.

"Boyfriend, huh?" Jarell says unimpressed, now looking right at you. "You sure you ain't trying to take advantage of my sister, dawg? Cause if that's what you're after, I will fuck your shit up!"

"Knock it off, Jarell!", Brenda says angrily.

"But I'm willing to give you a chance", Jarell says, ignoring Brenda's protest, "Come with me into the bathroom, show me what you got, and if I like you, then she's all yours."

What do you do?

*[[Fuck it, let's get this over with.]]
*[[Tell Jarell that Brenda is not your girlfriend]]
*[[Kiss Jarell]]

I’d like to get my dick wet, please!

Dragoon — Sat, 09 May 2009 22:06:59 GMT

Dragoon:

“Wonderful!” the Madame exclaims. “Do you know what girl you would like?”

You reply:
*"[[Yeah, I'm looking at her.]]"
*"[[Brenda, the 220 lbs black BBW]]."
*"[[Lupe, the fifty-five-year-old Mexican grandmother and maid]]."
*"[[Charlie, the 150 lb Asian Amazon]]."
*"[[Smiley, a slightly insane but gorgeous girl]]."
*"[[Coco, the female gorilla.]]"
*"[[Cleo, the tranny]]."
{{SexRompStatus|Location=''[[The Trailer Park]]''|Health=Horny|MP=0|Level=1}}
[[Category: Smutty Sex Romp]]

Yeah, I'm looking at her.

Dragoon — Sat, 09 May 2009 22:05:32 GMT

Dragoon:

"Oh, you charmer!", the Madame laughs while playfully slapping your chest. "You know exactly how to make a Southern lady feel welcome, don't you?"

"If I know anything", you bullshit her, "then I know how to tell a beautiful woman the truth."

The Madame blushes with pleasure, takes your hand and leads you to her room. The room reflects her redneck sensibilities: tacky clothes are sprawled everywhere, a large confederate flag is hung on the wall over her leopard print bed, and beer cans, cigarettes, and joints occupy the top of her bureaus and TV.

The Madame lies back on her bed and trails a sole finger up and down her taut, sexy stomach. “What would the gentleman like to order?”, she purrs.

*[[Jump on top of her]]
*[[Have her blow you]]
*[[You blow her]]

Yeah, I'm looking at her.

Dragoon — Sat, 09 May 2009 22:04:31 GMT

Dragoon:

Burst into tears

Dragoon — Sat, 09 May 2009 21:57:55 GMT

Dragoon:

You start to cry, but not because you’re afraid or disgusted. You’ve fucked the Madame plenty of times, and you know what gets her off. Crying is one of them. You should probably wonder why it is that the sight of emotional suffering makes her horny, but you don’t.

The Madame shudders. “Oh God”, she moans. “You know me inside and out, don’t you baby?”

The Madame releases your cock, grabs your hand, and leads you to her room. The room reflects her redneck sensibilities: tacky clothes are sprawled everywhere, a large confederate flag is hung on the wall over her leopard print bed, and beer cans, cigarettes, and joints occupy the top of her bureaus and TV.

The Madame lies back on her bed and trails a sole finger up and down her taut, sexy stomach. “What would the gentleman like to order?”, she purrs.

*[[Jump on top of her]]
*[[Have her blow you]]
*[[Blow her]]

Take Brenda out to see a movie

Dragoon — Sat, 09 May 2009 20:42:55 GMT

Dragoon:

You like movies. You like sex. Therefore, you come to the sound conclusion that watching the cinematic brilliance of Federico Fellini and Ingmar Bergman while fucking and sucking will be balls-to-the-walls awesome.

“I’d love to take you to a movie”, you tell Brenda. “How about after your shift ends?”

Brenda looks both ecstatic and surprised and gives a grateful French kiss. “My shift ends in an hour. Then I’m all yours,” she says.

One hour later, you and Brenda leave the Trailer Park. Brenda has changed into blue short shorts, and a small halter top that allows her stomach to bulge out. You walk with her arm in arm like a true gentleman. Some female bystanders look disgusted (but jealous), and their men try to look like they think you’re a loser but irritation and envy belie their intentions.

Finally, you arrive at the theatre.

What will you see?

*[[Star Porn: The Empire Cums Back]]
*[[Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Boner]]
*[[The Sexorcist ]]

Fuck you standing up, Charlie

Dragoon — Fri, 08 May 2009 21:41:49 GMT

Dragoon:

Charlie smirks. “Now that I can do”, she says.

Before you can say anything, Charlie yanks off your pants and boxers and then removes her own underwear. Feeling quite a bit like a rag doll, you don’t dare protest when Charlie lifts you up into a hug, and then thrusts herself into you.

“You like that, huh?!” Charlie exclaims. The woman is insane and fueled by adrenaline. “Good ol’ Charlie is going to give this boy the ride of his life!”

The two of you hump each other for awhile, and you can tell that Charlie is impressed that you’re doing a pretty good job considering that a titan is crushing you. You explore your tongue with hers to show that you’re not a pussy, and she responds eagerly. Not content with the kissing and the hunting, Charlie positions you against the wall and shoves you against it every time she thrusts. Everything about her cunt is wonderful, but the impact against the wall is starting to make you see spots.

What do you do?

*[[Let Charlie continue]]
*[[Tell Charlie you're starting to lose consciousness]]

Cleo, the tranny

Dragoon — Fri, 08 May 2009 21:25:43 GMT

Dragoon:

Ah, what the hell. You usually don't blur your status as a heterosexual, but you feel like trying something new for a change.

"A fan of the exotic, huh?" The Madame says with a wink. "Cleo, darlin'! There's a lucky man here to see you!"

When you see Cleo walking down the stairs, you understand how this gorgeous chick with a dick fools so many people into thinking that she is just a female. Originally an Iranian, Cleo has sugar-brown skin, almond eyes, and long, silky hair. Thankfully, Cleo is promiscuous like a motherfucker, and she asserts her liberty to fuck whoever she wants whenever she wants. God bless America!

You could see nothing unusual about Cleo's pants when she walked down the stairs. However, as soon as Cleo spotted you, you could notice a large bulge building inside her jeans.

"Cleo, this young man could use some company", The Madame warmly says. "Could you be a dear and oblige him?"

"Oh, I'll do more than just oblige him, Madame", Cleo replies with a smirk as she eyes you up and down.

You and Cleo walk up the stairs and enter her room. There's nothing too remarkable here except for some posters of James Dean, David Bowie, Freddie Mercury, and Divine. You could swear that there's a connection here, but you can't quite place your finger on it.

When you glance back at Cleo, she stares at you like a cat stares at a mouse.

"What first, lover boy?" Cleo purrs.

*[[Someone is getting their dick sucked today!]]
*[[Time to play cowboy and horsies!]]
*[[Fondle Cleo's boobies and "package"]]
*[[Ride whatever organ you want from the front]]

I’d like to get my dick wet, please!

Dragoon — Fri, 08 May 2009 21:11:22 GMT

Dragoon:

“Wonderful!” The Madame exclaims. “Do you know what girl you would like?”

You reply:
*"[[Yeah, I'm looking at her.]]"
*"[[Brenda, the 220 lbs black BBW]]."
*"[[Lupe, the fifty-five-year-old Mexican grandmother and maid]]."
*"[[Charlie, the 150 lb Asian Amazon]]."
*"[[Smiley, a slightly insane but gorgeous girl]]."
*"[[Coco, the female gorilla. No, seriously.]]"
*"[[Cleo, the tranny]]
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Charlie, the 150 lb Asian Amazon

Dragoon — Fri, 08 May 2009 21:08:51 GMT

Dragoon:

"Ooh, you like it rough, don't you?" The Madame remarks with a knowing wink. "Charlie, honey! You've got a customer!"

Charlie walks down the stairs, and while you had a boner before, the sight of her makes you get even harder. Some people consider muscular women to be gross, but you know that Charlie is anything but. While Charlie is only 5'4, her bulk makes her stronger than any woman you know. Strangely enough, Charlie wears a Japanese schoolgirl costume (similiar to the ones in the hentai you jerk off to); her hair is short but wild, kind of like Harry Potter (if Harry Potter was a gorgeous Asian Amazon). The muscles on the vivacious bodybuilder only mean that this wild woman is going to give you the time of your life.

When Charlie sees you, she practically squeals in delight, and then gives you a bone-crushing hug. You'd hug Charlie back, but you're beginning to asphyxiate due to her massive strength. No wonder some people call Charlie "She-Hulk".

Thankfully, the Madame knows Charlie's tendencies well, and she gets her to drop you to the floor. After helping you up to her feet, Charlie lifts you up bridal-style and carries you to her room.

The Trailer Park is not the cleanest of places, but Charlie's room isn't bad. There's a few weights (as big as your head) lying about, and posters of Schwarzenegger, Bruce Lee, and Stallone in their prime.

After Charlie shuts the door with her foot, she frenches you, still in her arms. Usually, the professional "escort" will follow the customer's commands. Charlie is different: Charlie wears the pants when it comes to sex, and you don't mind because she is so goddamned good at it.

What will Charlie do with you first?

*[[Charlie fucks you standing up]]
*[[Charlie makes you play with her D cup boobies]]
*[[Charlie makes you eat her out]]
*[[Charlie makes you dress like a woman]]

I’d like to get my dick wet, please!

Dragoon — Fri, 08 May 2009 20:45:19 GMT

Dragoon:

“Wonderful!” The Madame exclaims. “Do you know what girl you would like?”

You reply:
*"[[Yeah, I'm looking at her.]]"
*"[[Brenda, the 220 lbs black BBW]]."
*"[[Lupe, the fifty-five-year-old Mexican grandmother and maid]]."
*"[[Charlie, the 150 lb Asian Amazon]]."
*"[[Smiley, a slightly insane but gorgeous girl]]."
*"[[Coco, the female gorilla. No, seriously.]]"
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Leave Lydia there to sleep it off

Dragoon — Mon, 04 May 2009 04:03:45 GMT

Dragoon:

You decide to leave Lydia there, sleeping soundly in the afterglow of orgasm. You tuck your pecker back in your pants and leave her alcove.

After fucking Lydia, the other freaks don't seem all that interesting. You leave the tent and go on a couple rides before leaving the carnival. You head down the road, stopping only when you happen across a costume shop. Something about the place draws you inside.

Do you:
*[[Look at the men's costumes]]
*[[Look at the women's costumes]]
*[[Look at the children's costumes]]

Hold up. You squint a bit in the distance and you see... a phone booth with Bill S. Preston and Ted Logan?

[[Go talk to Bill and Ted]]

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Lupe, the fifty-five-year-old Mexican grandmother and maid

Dragoon — Fri, 01 May 2009 04:55:25 GMT

Dragoon:

Lupe may not look like Eva Mendez, but her fifty –five years of age has given her plenty of experience. That’s the non-smutty way of saying that she’s been fucking men and women for forty years.

“Lupe!” The Madame calls. “Come down here, por favor!”

Lupe slowly walks down the stairs, as her bones have been giving her trouble as of late. The old girl weighs about 180 lbs due to the nutritious American food that she has become used to. At fifty-five, Lupe is mature enough without being too gross, and she has thankfully not become too wrinkled yet.

“Si, senora?” Lupe asks her employer.

“Lupe, I have a guapo young man here who’s just dying to make your acquaintance”, The Madame tells her “Could you please take him to your room and give his burrito a good time?”

Lupe glances at you and gives an amiable smile. Her specialty is being passive.

“Si, senora, si!” Lupe exclaims, though she looks more at you than at the Madame, “Lupe will do good!”

After helping Lupe up the stairs, the two of you enter her room. The room has walls colorfully painted, some paintings of Christ and the Lady of Guadalupe, and a crucifix hanging over the bed.

“What would you like first, Senor?” Lupe asks invitingly.

*[[You both strip while making out]]
*[[Tell Lupe to gobble your crank]]
*[[Push Lupe on the bed]]

Press the emergency button to stop the elevator between floors

Dragoon — Fri, 01 May 2009 03:54:12 GMT

Dragoon:

You press the emergency button, and you can’t help but grin mischievously as you do so. You’ve had girls like Velma before back when you were known as Jack. Of course, you weren’t a stud back then, so Velma was the only kind of girl that you could get. You’re an incredibly hot woman now, so taking Velma should be nothing more for you than practice. Velma may be straight, but you should be able to make her at least bi.

“Jacqui?” Velma asks, “What’s up? Why did you press the emergency button?”

You give Velma a cunning smirk, and the plump girl begins to look nervous. After taking some strides toward her, you get her to back up against the wall. Then you use your arms to lean against the wall and stare into Velma’s anxious face with that hungry grin.

“Jacqui?” Velma whispers questioningly. Her blush makes her face look like a tomato.

“Tell me, Velma,” you say, “have you ever wondered what it’s like playing for the other team?”

“What? I don’t understand-“ she begins before you force your mouth on hers. Your tongue starts to claim hers, and you kiss her with no mercy.

Velma’s eyes pop open at first, and it even seems like she’s going to resist. But then her eyes become softer, and she begins to add to the kiss, using her tongue to play with yours. You pull Velma into an embrace, and the two of you start to make out like mad.

When you break for air, Velma looks stunned and flushed, but also serene. “I can’t believe that a gorgeous girl like you did that to me!” she says with a nervous giggle.

You softly push Velma down onto the floor and take her glasses off. “Trust me”, you chuckle, “this is only the appetizer.”

*[[Take off Velma's clothes]]
*[[Make Velma promise to marry you if you go through with this]]
*[[Ask Velma if she's a virgin]]

Press the emergency button to stop the elevator between floors

Dragoon — Fri, 01 May 2009 03:53:17 GMT

Dragoon:

You press the emergency button, and you can’t help but grin mischievously as you do so. You’ve had girls like Velma before back when you were known as Jack. Of course, you weren’t a stud back then, so Velma was the only kind of girl that you could get. You’re an incredibly hot woman now, so taking Velma should be nothing more for you than practice. Velma may be straight, but you should be able to make her at least bi.

“Jacqui?” Velma asks, “What’s up? Why did you press the emergency button?”

You give Velma a cunning smirk, and the plump girl begins to look nervous. After taking some strides toward her, you get her to back up against the wall. Then you use your arms to lean against the wall and stare into Velma’s anxious face with that hungry grin.

“Jacqui?” Velma whispers questioningly. Her blush makes her face look like a tomato.

“Tell me, Velma,” you say, “have you ever wondered what it’s like playing for the other team?”

“What? I don’t understand-“ she begins before you force your mouth on hers. Your tongue starts to claim hers, and you kiss her with no mercy.

Velma’s eyes pop open at first, and it even seems like she’s going to resist. But then her eyes become softer, and she begins to add to the kiss, using her tongue to play with yours. You pull Velma into an embrace, and the two of you start to make out like mad.

When you break for air, Velma looks stunned and flushed, but also serene. “I can’t believe that a gorgeous girl like you did that to me!” she said with a nervous giggle.

You softly push Velma down onto the floor and take her glasses off. “Trust me”, you chuckle, “this is only the appetizer.”

*[[Take off Velma's clothes]]
*[[Make Velma promise to marry you if you go through with this]]
*[[Ask Velma if she's a virgin]]

Brenda, the 220 lbs black BBW

Dragoon — Thu, 30 Apr 2009 22:42:03 GMT

Dragoon:

Brenda walks down the stairs, and her bored eyes light up with excitement when she sees you. Most of her customers are losers with dead-end jobs, beer bellies, and average-sized cocks (on a good day).

However, you’re one of her favorites since you’re reasonably attractive and talented in the ancient arts of fucking.

“Brenda”, the Madame says with a motherly smile, “Would you like to show this charming young man a ‘good time’?”

“It would be my pleasure” Brenda says smacking her thick lips. Sweat begins to form on her plentiful ebony skin.

Before waiting for your response, Brenda hoists you over her shoulders and carries you up the stairs. As you look over her shoulders, you can see her fat-ass jiggling with frantic eagerness.

Brenda kicks open the door to her room, and then practically slams you onto the bed with a spine-buster. You’re lucky that Brenda’s bed is soft because her strength could probably break your entire body.

You look at Brenda, and you realize that it’s taking all the professionalism and restraint of this mammoth beauty not to throw herself on you without your word.

“What do you want first, sugar?” Brenda asks in a husky voice.

*[[Eat out Brenda]]
*[[Brenda blows you]]
*[[Suck her titties]]
*[[Brenda gives you a hand-job]]

I’d like to get my dick wet, please!

Dragoon — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 00:48:17 GMT

Dragoon:

“Wonderful!” The Madame exclaims. “Do you know what girl you would like?”

*[[Yeah, I'm looking at her.]]
*[[Brenda, the 220 lbs black BBW]]
*[[Lupe, the fifty five year old Mexican grandmother and maid]]
*[[Charlie, the 200lb Asian Amazon]]
*[[Smiley, a slightly insane but gorgeous girl]]
*[[Coco, the female gorilla. No, seriously.]]

Go into The Trailer Park, a dirt cheap brothel?

Dragoon — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 00:42:03 GMT

Dragoon:

Unfortunately, you don’t have much cash on you, so your only option is to head for The Trailer Park, which is pretty much The Burger King of the Red Light District. The place is kind of gross, but beggars can’t be choosers.

The Trailer Park used to be a shitty Chinese restaurant years ago, but the stains and smells have still not been cleaned up. You wrinkle your nose as you walk in the building. It smells like a wet fart, but you can handle it so long as you can get your dick wet.

You approach the podium where the Madame is standing and writing in a ledger. She’s full-blown trailer trash with red eye-lining, white powdered cheeks, and red lipstick. For attire, she wears a tight Confederate flag t-shirt , Daisy Duke pants, and brown leather boots. Her hair is done sort of like a bee’s nest, but it moves downward into curly locks. She’s chewing gum, and she looks pretty bored. So yes, she does look like Peggy Bundy from Married With Children.

The Madame notices you. “Can I help you?” she purrs.

*[[I’d like to get my dick wet, please!]]
*[[You! Me! Fuck! Now!]]
*[[Sorry, I think I'm in the wrong place.]]

Ignore him and hurry towards your goal?

Dragoon — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 00:28:55 GMT

Dragoon:

You drive into the Red Light District, your home away from home. You do a circuit of the roads, refreshing the list of establishments in your mind before you pick one.

Do you:
*[[Decide to go into LeRonte, the only 'classy' place to be found?]]
*[[Try the Dead Cat Club, notorious for being filled with messed up goth teens ready to risk any weirdo to get back at Daddy?]]
*[[Go into one of the smaller establishments where you can get fucked cheap and simple?]]
*[[Find the back door to the Nuclear War gay joint?]]
*[[Check out the Ball and Chain BDSM establishment?]]
*[[Go into The Trailer Park, a dirt cheap brothel?]]
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Kiss Sally

Dragoon — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 00:26:21 GMT

Dragoon:

The first man is cute, and the second man is loaded, but as far as you’re concerned, Sally blows the two of them away.

You take Sally into your mouth, and she is evidently surprised at the amount of force that you use. Your tongue is everywhere at once inside her mouth, and Sally tries to match your frantic speed with her own.

“So… delicious!” Sally cries in between gasps of air. You concur.

“Wow…” The first man says. He looks surprised too, but not disappointed. An innocent smile spreads across his face. “Nothing can stop the power of true love!” He cries dramatically. The first man walks away with joy in his heart and a raging hard-on.

The second man would be disappointed that you turned him down, but he’s too busy getting horny. He starts to jack off while you and Sally make out on the floor.

[[Do Sally right then and there]]

[[Invite the second man to join you]]

[[Take Sally home]]

[[Go to the mall's Quick and Easy chapel]]

Penelope gets to have her way with you

Dragoon — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 00:14:57 GMT

Dragoon:

By this time, the booth girl has long vanished, furious that you chose a pig over her. Penelope takes your cock in your hand and starts to give you a hand-job. You moan in pleasure. You were worried that her hoofs would feel too rough against your buddy, but instead they’re smooth and inviting. It’s becoming harder and harder not to cum.

“I can’t… believe you’re letting me… do this…” Penelope pants as she works on your dick.

“Why… is that?” you manage to gasp.

Penelope blushes and diverts her eyes. “Well, it’s just…you’re handsome and all… and I’m… well, you know…”

[[Assure Penelope she is the hottest woman you have ever seen]]

[[Agree that Penelope is pretty fucking ugly]]

Go tongue Penelope

Dragoon — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 00:07:56 GMT

Dragoon:

You take Penelope in your arms, and then shove your tongue down into her throat. The were-pig’s eyes open in shock for a brief instance, but then they close in ecstasy. Penelope eagerly replies to your tongue in her mouth by swirling her tongue against yours. You can sense the distinct taste of ham while you suck on her, and you can’t get enough. Apparently Penelope can’t get enough either because she’s ravaging you like a starving woman would ravage a thanksgiving dinner.

“I can’t believe what I’m seeing! Gross!” the booth girl cries. She looks angry and humiliated, but also curious.

Penelope falls with you to the ground, refusing to release your tongue from her mouth. The eager were-pig slides down your zipper and sticks a hoof in your pants.

[[Penelope gets to have her way with you]]

[[Shove Penelope away and run]]

[[Invite the booth girl to join you two]]

Want to make some bacon with Penelope

Dragoon — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 23:56:59 GMT

Dragoon: Sex With A Pig? Hmm...

You take a good look at Penelope. You know that you shouldn’t find a pig woman to be attractive, but she does have certain qualities that cause the blood to rush to your member. All six of her knockers are huge, at least DD cup. Despite the sort of creepy eyes and snout, that tongue of hers was long and tasted like ham. And then there’s that body of hers, which is not too skinny nor too fat; Penelope is voluptuous and the idea of gripping her flesh in your hands gets you all hot.

Fuck it. You’re going to go for it!

[[Go tongue Penelope]]

[[Tell Penelope to go down on you]]

[[Tell the booth girl to kiss Penelope]]

[[Run away!]]