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Chapter 4 by GoodBoy GoodBoy

What to do with infinite power?

It's time to meet an internet babe

With the ability to go any place in the world, you're sure as hell not going to school. You could go to another country, to Vegas, or even... a bar!

Not just any bar, but a bar you've been thinking about for years. When your parents bought you your first computer a few years ago, they put all kinds of parental blocks on it to keep you clean. That stopped the naked ladies, but you quickly found the website of some radio guy. Whatever he did on the radio was irrelevant, what mattered was that every Thursday he had a trivia contest at a bar, then posted pictures of it on his site. A trivia contest where the score keepers were the hottest women you've ever seen. Every guy who has ever seen website has fantasized about going to that bar and meeting those incredible women.

With a mental wish you find yourself hundreds of miles away, in a city you've never been to before, in front of that mythical bar. Your heart races as you nervously reach for the door handle.

It's locked. Bars probably aren't open when it's not quite eight in the morning yet. “No problem,” you say to yourself with a laugh. Your power is so absolute, you can not just go to any place, but to any time. You wish yourself to last Thursday night.

Suddenly it's dark. Not too dark, the street lights are powerful and every window on the busy city street is glaring. You head inside the bar and find it very crowded. Sitting on a padded stool at the bar, you wave to the bartender. “Hey! When does the trivia contest start?”

“What?” asks the muscular guy. “We haven't done that in years.”

Damn. Now that you take a second to remember, you eventually stopped going to the site because it wasn't being updated with new pictures. It might have been defunct for awhile when you started going there.

The bartender looks at you suspiciously. “Let's see the ID, kid.”

Crap. This is not turning out to be your night. Except... your night doesn't need to be tonight! You laugh and wave goodbye to the confused bartender, then wish to travel to a night in the past when they still had the contest.

The bar changes subtly. The decor is pretty much the same, but there's a shift as the people who were there in your present are replaced by the people of this time. One thing that changed on the walls is a calendar, which quickly confirms that you did, in fact, go several years into the past.

As a different, more hairy bartender heads towards you, you wish to be old enough to be in the bar. More subtle changes occur, but this time to you. There's a very large mirror behind the bar, which shows you that you're slightly more muscular and a little older looking with a bit of stubble. You're not just a out of high school, you've turned into the guy you imagine you'll to be when you get older! It's like you're staring at an ideal version of yourself.

“ID?” asks the bearded bartender.

“Sure, right here.” You pull out a license and see that you were now born six years earlier. Given the current date, that makes you a college senior instead of a high school senior.

Cheering from behind gets your attention. You turn around and see everything you came here for. Next to a chalk board are three incredibly hot girls, all wearing tight jeans and tighter pink belly shirts.

Closest to the chalkboard is Christine. She's Asian, but very tall, maybe 5'10”. Her little pixie nose and cute grin could make any man dump his girlfriend.

Then there's Hillary. Her smile lights up the room with sweetness and joy. The pictures on the net always made her look so innocent, so fun loving. Her silky sun-bleached hair rolls down her shoulders to her... God, to her breasts. Her face may be sweet and innocent, but her big breasts scream, “Come here, boys!”

Next to her is Kim. Her breasts are just as big as Hillary's, proving that the guy who runs these events knows his audience. There's nothing innocent about Kim's wicked smile. She looks like she could teach you everything about sex, except she'd probably wear you out before you got halfway through the lesson.

The funny thing is, these aren't even the bustiest girls that you saw on the website. The radio guy has some tremendously busty girls, practically fetish models. He also has some cutey pies. A guy with absolute power could time travel to a night that had any type of girl he wanted.

Go after one of these girls, or go to a different night that has a different type of girl?

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