Chapter 4
by 
Usuoga
What's next?
I get caught.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Agent Hunt’s voice was a cold finger down my spine. I hadn’t even heard my bedroom door open, let along her creeping up behind me. As quick as I could I tried to pull up my pants, turn off my computer, and turn to face her nonchalantly. Naturally I completely failed. My jeans caught around my stiff cock, the zipper pinching my sack. Turning the computer screen off did nothing to stop the video or mute its sounds, and the fake moaning of the two porn actresses was still coming in loud and clear. The only thing I managed to do was swivel my chair around towards the stern faced Agent, and my erection pointing right at her sort of ruined the casual look I was going for.
“Gah! God damn it, what does it look like I’m doing? Can’t I get a moment of privacy?”
“Yesterday maybe. But you’re eighteen now; it’s time to put that disgusting thing to some use.”
“That’s what I was trying to do before you fucking barged in!” He’d been so damned close too.
“No you idiot! I mean finding some poor whore to knock up and not wasting your come in the damned carpet. Until we finally make your revolting gender obsolete you’ve got a duty to perform.”
I felt that all too familiar sting of loneliness stab at me again. Hunt was assigned to me a couple of years ago. She’d replaced the previous Agent, who’d been the closest thing I’d had to a mother, after she’d broken down and declared she’d quit if they didn’t let her get away from me. My only friends were the ones I’d made anonymously online. When I’d been younger I’d at least been able to cross-dress and pass for a girl, but now my build gave me away at a glance.
“How exactly am I supposed to do that? The nicest thing a girl’s said to me in the last month is, Would you mind getting away from me please?”
“Fucking men. I should have known you’d be too busy jacking off to actually bother reading something.”
It was kinda true actually. My plan had been to wake up, jack off, then shower. Hunt had caught me on step two. She gave an exasperated sigh, then leaned over me to flick the monitor back on. Suddenly I was very much aware of how close she was to my naked cock.
“Right here, see? An e-mail from the department of population control. Now that you’re of age you’ve been… ugh… granted the right to have sex with any woman you demand.” Standing back upright Hunt rubbed her forehead in disgust. “So just give the word and the other agents and I will go collect whoever you want. God I hate this fucking job.”
Who should I pick?
These branching stories are going to have 3 very simple premises: 1) You exist in a world where your character AND ONLY your character gets to have sex with whatever group or groups of people you choose wherever and whenever he or she desires. 2) The circumstances under which he or she can have sex with that group can be specified generally or specifically. 3) The response of the people you have sex with and/or the general public can be chosen.
Updated on Jun 20, 2026
by Cross C
Created on Aug 31, 2017
by SanctifiedVillified
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