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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.

Follow the adventures and lives of those select few who were given access to the closed beta of a brand new fantasy game, which utilizes advanced virtual reality technology to fully immerse the players. But be warned, as the world of Telluria may be more real than it seems...

Welcome to an alternate reality that's almost identical to our reality except for 1 minor detail. In this timeline human evolution took a wild turn so now sex is just as crucial for our survival as food & water!

Write one chapter of a story, and let someone else write the next.

A mysterious man offers you the chance to turn your fetishes of your choosing into common everyday sights. How will you shape your world, and what adventures will you find yourself encountering in it?

It's Dungeons & Dragons, if your DM was a pervert

An App that can women to follow rules of behavior against their will.

it's all in the bloody title for fucks sake

A demigod created by Chaos tries to make what he is made of—pure, unadulterated, Chaos.

A place for authors who enjoy writing mind control stories, but have ideas that aren't long form format

A Kingdom on the edge of despair, can one lone priest save them?

No matter the situation, Abbie Andrews is always willing to help out. Giving, generous, kind, never a complaint. Everyone likes her, and she likes everyone. In fact, it seems that no matter what anyone asks her, she says yes. When someone jokingly asks a different kind of question, Abbie begins to learn what she's really made of.

Post gifs or make stories based on gifs.

Your favorite magical couples take part in a special challenge where they have to survive with nothing but their wands and their wits. Can they make it without tapping out? Come in and find out. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.

You've been invited to take part in the grandest RPG known to man - Real Life. Pick a character and get to playing.

Receiving an odd note, it reads that once writing down an attribute will give you the power to have sex with anyone identified with your chosen attribute.

A space to share your fantasies and your significant other with the world. This is an open thread for anyone to post short swinging, hotwife, or hothusband stories.

After her mother passed away, Sarah started acting out in the worst possible way. Sneaking out, failing school, and even bringing over guys, all under your roof. What will you do to get her on the right path?

Shortly before college, you managed to get the girl of your dreams, your highschool sweetheart. Now that the semester is starting, you'll come to learn that having the hottest girlfriend on campus isn't all it's made out to be.

The plane from Germany feels like a lifetime ago. All that’s real now is the weight of the suitcase in your hand and the sprawling, unfamiliar campus of your new American university. You’re Emile, white, eighteen years old, an exchange student, your straight, or at least you think you are, your body is average, besides the big bubble butt that you always got bullied for, and your new home is a dorm room with two beds. Your roommate is Jamal. He’s tall, athletic, with a confidence that seems to radiate from him. His skin is dark, his smile is sharp and disarming, and his presence... it’s just commanding. He’s not just another student; he’s the heart of the Black Students Association, the BSA, a group everyone on campus respects. They fight for equality, they push back against racism, that’s the official story, the one you would hear in the hallways. But you start to notice things. Little things. The way the white members of their circle look at the Black members. A certain look in their eyes. The way commands are given... and followed. Without question or hesitation. Jamal takes you under his wing from day one. He walks you through campus, his hand a warm weight on your shoulder, introducing you to everyone who matters. He makes you feel seen, welcomed. And somewhere between the campus tours and the late-night talks in your shared room, you start to feel it too. That subtle, magnetic pull toward him. That warm, comforting pressure to just... follow his lead. And maybe, just maybe... you don’t mind at all. This is your semester. Your education. In more ways than one.