Chapter 3
by Fiftyfiftyfifty
What do you do?
Answer the phone.
You accept the call and the screen becomes a video. On the other side is the sleepy eyes of your friend Lira gazing back to you, and it looks like she's still in bed. You knew she could be lazy, but wow. She looks like she literally just woke up and immediately called you. As you start to walk around the house and get ready, while also beginning to speak with her, you feel a touch to your manhood.
It starts to feel you gently, and it doesn't take long for John Jr. to spring to life in your trousers.
"Guuh... Hi," she says, rubbing her eyes with one hand as she holds the phone in her other.
"Good morning. Are you all right?" you ask in response.
"Yeah. I slept in way too late."
The camera fidgets and pulls away. It shows only her top-half, and barely, but enough to reveal she's wearing no top at all. Only a blue bra holds in her C cup breasts. It seems to be barely on, as the straps on one side have fallen loose. They push her breasts up for you to ogle and enjoy, even though you know you shouldn't, and it looks as if one wrong move could drop the rest of it off her body.
She doesn't even seem to notice, or maybe she doesn't care. Either way, she's video chatting with you in her underwear, and now you definitely notice the phantom touch to your cock.
"Can you pick me up, please? I have class today, and I missed my carpool... I'd really appreciate it. There's no way I can get there on foot in time," she mumbles.
Her hair is a mess, but she still looks stunning to you. You bite your lip. You press a hand over your crotch to stop the feeling, but it continues. There's no stopping the jerking sensation over your manhood, and seeing her like this makes you cringe. It hasn't even been half an hour into day one. You're not losing now. You press your teeth together and work through it.
"Of course I can. I'll get ready right away. So should you."
"Yeah... Thanks, John. You're so nice."
"No problem, really. I should go now. I have to get ready, all right, Lira?"
She yawns and looks around. The strap of her top falls farther down, but she just stares tiredly into the camera. It takes her a moment to wake up enough to figure out what's going on.
"Right. Sorry."
"I'm hanging up now! See you in a bit!" you say, trying to move the conversation along to stop the call.
"See you soon. Thanks again."
The call ends. You breath a sigh of relief and finish getting ready. You slide on your shoes, step outside, and step inside your dark blue car.
On your way down the busy streets you turn down the block and see someone you know from school--Tari Ralinan. She's an elf with long blonde hair and amber eyes. She's dressed in a long-sleeve black shirt and a red plaid skirt, and she seems distressed. This street is hardly busy at all, at least for the moment. You could pull over and see what the matter is, though it could be nothing. You do need to pick up Lira.
What do you do?
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Witch's Curse
A challenge of arousal (with game mechanics).
My first game story, with variables and all. At first you thought being cursed by a cute witch would be fun, but this girl's too much. If you fail her challenge, bad things will happen, and her test might be too much. Can you hold back an orgasm even when constantly excited? You better try your best. She'll know if and when you fail.
Updated on Jan 16, 2017
by Fiftyfiftyfifty
Created on Oct 2, 2016
by Fiftyfiftyfifty
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