Faye's Official CHYOA Story Contest

Oof! Hello again, everyone! It's me, Faye. You've written some very spicy chapters for my little contest. You make me so proud to be here at CHYOA. I'm pouring myself a stiff drink into a nice creamy glass to wash down all that spice. I'll be reading and liking your chapters for the next week, and I encourage you all to do the same. Get those likes in!

Hi folks! Faye here! You’ve caught me in my reading time, so I’m in my comfy clothes. Just a fuzzy sweater, soft leggings, and my portal to CHYOA in my hands. There’s nothing I like better than curling up to read some of your great stories and chapters. From your fingers to mine, there’s so much good spice there. I love my every second as CHYOA’s mascot.

That reminds me! CHYOA’s 10th Anniversary is coming up and we’re having a story contest! The winner gets to have a story of their choice highlighted on the front page for a year, plus a reprieve from those ads that keep the lights on! All the benefits of our $14 SubscribeStar tier, none of the cost. You would not believe how feisty the electrons get when I carry them from one rack in the cloud to another. I do anything and everything here at CHYOA. It makes my skin tingle.

Oops, my bra strap slipped. One sec, let me fix that. It's like these bra straps have a mind of their own.

Write anything and everything you like as a chapter or three in this story, and may the spiciest author win! But I’m getting ahead of myself. What should you write about? Anything you like, but let me list a few of my favourite moments to get you started.

How about that time Emma and Liam celebrated their ten month anniversary, and promised to take turns doing anything the other wanted? That ramped up fast.

What about the time Dr. Brown became the strict new professor at Garcia Academy? Can a disciplinarian ever truly tame the unruly? There are so many brats and bullies in that student body.

There was that one time Amelia had to go about her day without clothes, and that was even before she had to stream playing her favourite game! Or was that Caden, his clothes, and his day? I’m embarrassed but also so, so excited!

A tall dark stranger just moved in next door to me, which makes me think of that time the very eligible Mason moved to Cedarville and had all the yummy mummies compete for his strong affection. One sec, I just have to fix my curtains and my drapes.

Feel free to flip the script, reverse the tropes, swap the genders, and take over the power! I love anything that makes it extra spicy. I’m Faye, and I’ll be over here on CHYOA, curled up in my cozy clothes, reading your chapters. I can’t wait to see what you write!