Try the activities

Hoping to put off signing your free time away to a club for a bit longer, you decide to go to the middle of the grounds and see all the fare activities. At first glance, it seemed almost like a normal carnival, with game booth, prizes, and even a haunted house and a tunnel of love. This illusion only lasted a few seconds, as you soon spotted how the college put its own twist on the traditional activities.

First were the game booths. You saw the dart throwing booth did not throw darts at a regular target, instead there was a boy and girl bound with their asses in the air, painted like dart boards. A blonde girl was currently throwing dildos at their holes in hopes of getting a prize. Another game booth was a rifle shooting game. The twist on this was a boy dressed barely dressed as a cowboy, and every target that was shot raised the dildo beneath him, with the goal of fully impailing the cowboy by the end of the round, where the dildo would reset.

There were more games, most built around fucking non futas, though at least one you saw was designed for that demographic. This booth had a futa promenetly bound naked and spread eagle, blindfolded with her honestly enormous cock on full display. The game was a deepthroating game, where any could put on lipstick and see how far down the what must be nearly two foot shaft they could go. You weren’t sure what prizes they would be giving away to entice someone to willingly try the game, but they must be substantial.

Outside of the games were some of the colleges version of carnival houses. There was a haunted house with a caracture of a mummy futa fucking an attendee, to help you with the idea of what happened in there. Another house was a tunnel of love... or something close. You got close enough to here the ticket seller discribe the inside to a Futa “This is where you find love by filling a tunnel. It’s basically a gloryhole house. There are about twenty or so participants with a mixture of traditional holes, boys and girls bound with only their asses or pussies through the holes, and a few simply bound to the wall for a good face fucking.” Wow... that was on the nose. The final house seemed to be a simple hall of mirrors, though you imagine it was anything but.

Finally there were the rides. Without riding them, they seemed like the only normal carnival things here. They included a Ferris wheel, bumper cars, and a pirate ship swing.