The Allure of Wanton Cove

You should have just subtracted 1 point from all skills.\n\nReturn to [[Your room.]]\n\n<<set $PlayerBrawling -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerEttiquette -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerFirearms -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerIntimidation -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerInvestigation -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerOccult -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerPerception -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerSecurity -= 1>>\n<<set $PlayerStreetwise -= 1>>\n

<<if $Taint lte 64>><<set $random to random(1,2)>><<if $random is 1>>I let my eyes trail up and down Nadia's body, //She might be a bit older than I typically take an interest in, but there's an exotic look about her that's more than a little intriguing. Why not?//\n\n"I suppose I could find a few minutes to help you out," I reply with s little smile.\n\n"Just what I wanted to hear," She purrs, her eyes flickering towards the shop's front door before starting to unbutton her shirt.\n\nWhen her shirt comes loose, her breasts are on full display, her bare breasts are dark tan with chocolate colored gumdrop nipples.\n\nI can't help but feel the first stirrings of an erection, my eyes locked on her chest.\n\n"You going to step behind this counter and scratch my itch? Or you just going to stand there staring at my titties all day?" She asks jokingly.\n\nA sheepish grin touches my lips, my cock hardening further. Not waiting for further invitation, I step behind the counter, slipping my hands around her waist, my hands trailing up her belly until my palms are filled with with her full breasts.\n\n"Play with those while you're fucking me," Nadia half growls at me. With her hands, she reaches behind herself to pull her skirt up over her hips, revealing a lack of undergarments beneath.\n\nMy belt comes loose a moment later, I push them down past my hips until they fall the rest of the way to the ground. \n\nPausing, I admire the view before me, her perfect dark tanned ass before me. With one hand, I reach out, letting my hand rub lightly over her bare ass, marveling at the feel of her smooth skin against the palm of my hand. \n\nWith my other hand, I take hold of my achingly hard cock, aiming it towards Nadia. Shuffling forward, I slide my cock up and down her crack, feeling the warmth and wetness of her pussy as the tip of my cock slides along her slit.\n\n"Curse you," Nadia says breathlessly, "Quit your teasing and stick that cock in me already." \n\nNot waiting any longer, I slip my cock head between her pussy lips, her hot pussy swallowing my cock as I slide slowly into her pussy until I'm balls deep inside of her.\n\n"Mmmmm, that's nice," Nadia purrs.\n\nPulling back, I slide out of her until only the crown of my cock is still inside of her before thrusting forward.\n\nA contented moan escapes her lips as I bottom out in her a second time.\n\nPulling back again, I begin to fuck her with slow, steady strokes. Within seconds, we have our rhythm. Her hips move back to meet my own with every thrust. Our rhythm slowly builds until the sounds of our coupling fills the small store. My cock thrusting in and out of her like a piston as I my need nears its peak.\n\nI can feel my balls beginning to tighten, my cock swelling almost painfully inside of her as she begins to cum.\n\n"Ohhhh, that's it, keep fucking me. I want to feel you fill me with your cum," She moans as her body begins to buck against me, her pussy trembling around my cock.\n\nI can't hold back any longer, I shove into her as deeply as I can, my cock twitching and jerking as I fill her pussy with my seed.\n\nFor a minute or more, we remain like that, my cock softening inside of her as we both try to regain our breath. When my cock slips free of her, I step back, taking a second to admire the perfect ass before me before pulling my paints back up and buckling my belt once more.\n\nWhen Nadia turns around, her blouse is buttoned once more. She leans forward quickly, giving me a quick peck on the lips, "You can scratch my itch any time," She purrs<<elseif $random is 2>>"You know you're older than I am right?" I ask, feeling a flush of arousal.\n\n"So what if I am? I can see your cock tenting your pants from here," She says with a sheepish grin.\n\nSelf consciously, I reach down, adjusting my rapidly growing erection. \n\nAcross the counter, I can see her bite her lip, unbuttoning her blouse one button at a time. By the time the third button is undone, its clear that she is wearing nothing underneath.\n\n"You planning to stand there all day, or you going to come scratch my itch?" \n\nMy cock throbs almost painfully in my suddenly too tight pants.\n\nOne more button and the whole front of her blouse opens, her dark tan breasts spilling out. When she leans forward, they rest against the counter. \n\nThere's a hunger in her eyes that spurs me to action. My hands are working to unbuckle my belt even while I move behind the counter.\n\nTurning towards me, she hikes up her skirts revealing a complete lack of undergarments. Seeing my expression, she somehow smiles even wider.\n\nReaching out, she pulls me towards her, pressing her cool lips to my own. A draft against my groin is the first sign that she's finished what I already started with my pants.\n\nHer hands feel rough as her fingers wrap around my penis. With a little pull, she draws me closer.\n\nWhen she breaks the kiss, she looks at me with a staggering intensity, "Now that you've got me all hot and bothered, you had better get that cock inside of me."\n\nAnother little pull and I feel her guide the crown of my aching member to her humid slit. With a little push of my hips, I slide easily inside of her.\n\n"Mmmmm," A soft moan escapes her lips, "Now fuck me," She gyrates her hips, sending a wave of pleasure through me.\n\nSliding out until only my tip is still inside, I hilt myself inside of her a second time as I start to fuck her steadily. Her pussy is incredibly wet, leaving the point our bodies connect soaking wet. Every thrust fills the small store with wet slapping sounds.\n\nOver the next few minutes, my pace increases, her moans becoming louder with every thrust. Its not long before my pace starts to become irregular, my balls pulling tight as my cock suddenly throbs.\n\nAt the same time, her pussy clamps down, her cry of passion is piercing as she clings to me. Unable to hold back my own release, I cum hard, jet after jet of cum filling her cunt.\n\nTaking a step back, my deflating cock slips free of her. I can see cum running from her freshly fucked hole. I can't help but marvel at how pink the inside of her pussy looks in contrast to her otherwise dark skin. \n\nIt takes perhaps a minute for me to catch my breath again, //Not as young as I once was.// I think with a half smile.\n\nAs I watch her, she lets her skirt fall back down to hide her legs, then while watching me in return, she slowly buttons her blouse back up, "I might be older than you," She purrs, "But that just means I need to get it all I can before I'm too old to enjoy it anymore." \n\nWith a wink, "Now, unless you can get that thing hard again, you might want to put it away and find your way to the other side of my counter again."<<endif>><<set $Taint += 3>><<else>><<set $random to random(1,2)>><<if $random is 1>>I hesitate, my mind going to the changes I've been experiencing. \n\nNadia must sense my train of thought. Leaning forward, her bosum threatens to spill from her ruffled white blouse. My eyes widen slightly when I realize I can see the edge of one of her nipples, "Hey," She gives a little smile that draws attention to her one missing tooth in front, but her expression is soft and sympathetic, "I can see it, hell, everyone can see it. But just because you're changing doesn't mean you can't still have a little fun with me. My pussy's been aching for some attention all day, and I'm pretty sure it can use a good tongue lashing," She smirks at her own joke.\n\nReaching out, she takes hold of my collar and pulls me to the counter where she presses her lips against mine, her tongue darting into my mouth. We're both a little breathless when she breaks the kiss, "Now get back here ."\n\nWhen she releases my collar, I do exactly that, stepping around the counter just in time to see her sit on the floor. She hikes her skirt up revealing a lack of undergarments. Then she spreads her legs, the petals of her vagina parting like a delicate flower to expose the wetness within.\n\nHesitating only a second, I kneel in front of her. She quickly reaches out, pulling me towards her again. This time, instead of pulling me to her lips, she pulls my face towards her crotch instead. \n\nThe moment my lips touch her humid pussy, I can feel her legs wrap around my head to hold me in place.\n\n"Don't you be teasing me like this, put that tongue of yours to good use," Her voice holes a happy purr.\n\nI give her pussy a lick, letting my tongue ride up her slit until it flicks her clit. Then I return to my starting point and begin again. \n\nThe happy sounds Nadia is making is a clear indication of her approval. \n\nA third lick, and I allow my tongue to push slightly into her hole on the way past. I can feel her body shudder slightly as I do so. I repeat the action several more times before I can feel her legs tighten around my head, nearly smothering me in her pussy, the heady aroma of her sex making me feel a spike of arousal.\n\n"What did I tell you about teasing me," She says, her tone holding a mixture of amusement and desperation.\n\nSmiling to myself, I let my tongue dart deep inside of her. Her hips buck with enough force I think she cut my lip on my teeth, a faint coppery taste of blood momentarily perceivable in my mouth before being overwhelmed by the sweet flavor of her pussy.\n\nMy tongue begins to dart in and aout of her, effectively fucking her with my tongue. Her hips begin to gyrate and buck against my face, but I never let up. \n\nIts not long before her entire body shudders, then goes limp for a few seconds before she unsteadily moves her legs so I can escape their grip.\n\nI give her pussy one last lick, causing her to shudder again. When I look up at her, her eyes look unfocused, but the expression on her face is clearly a happy one.\n\nWiping some of her wetness from my face, I stand back up. My own state of arousal, unsated as it is, inevitably turns my attention back to the changes I've been experiencing since arriving in Wanton Cove.\n\n"Help me up," Nadia breaks me out of my repreve, reaching up with one hand. Taking it, I help her back to her feet. Her legs barely hold her upright, causing her to sway slightly. I slip my arms around her to steady her, "You are really somethig, you know that?" She gives me a little hug before releasing me, "You can come back and do that again any time you want."\n\nI barely start to smile before she continues in a much sterner voice, "Now get out from behind my counter before someone gets the wrong idea."\n\nThere's a hint of a smile on her face as I do as she says.\n\n<<elseif $random is 2>>Against my better judgement, I begin to step around the counter, my arousal beginning to build already. \n\nMy thoughts turn to the changes I've experienced since arriving in Wanton Cove, //This is a bad idea, all I'm going to do is embarrass myself.// I think.\n\nAs if reading my thoughts, Nadia pulls up her skirt up over her hips, exposing her lack of undergarments underneath, "Put that tongue of yours to good use," She purrs.\n\n//I guess there's always that,// I think with a faint smirk. \n\nI kneel between her legs, her ass inches from my face. With one hand, I reach between her legs, sliding my fingers along her already wet pussy. \n\nSlipping a single finger up inside of her, I slowly slide it back out. I can see her juices glistening in the shop's light. My tongue darts out, tasting her before sucking the rest of her juice from my finger.\n\nI must have been savoring the taste for too long, because Nadia prods me on again, "Its not nice to keep a lady waiting." She gives me an accusing look over her shoulder.\n\nNot needing further invitation, I lean forward, my tongue sliding along her slit once.\n\nHer happy moan is the only sound I can hear in the entire shop.\n\nWhen my tongue slides along her slit a second time, she presses back against it, burying my face between her legs as she begins to grind her pussy against my face, "Eat it like you //crave// it," She growls.\n\nI can't help but think that I //do// crave the sweet nectar of her pussy as I taste her honey'ed flavor of her cunt.\n\nDriving my tongue deep inside of her, I reach up with my hands, one hand roughly grabbing her ass while the other moves to rub her clit.\n\n"Mmmm, you know just what I need, don't you," She says with a sigh.\n\nIt isnt long before her hips begin to buck wildly against my tongue, her juices filling my mouth as she cums.\n\nWhen I finally stand back up, I can't help but notice that my own arousal has not been sated.\n\nNadia turns around then, leaning forward, kissing me firmly on the lips. The kiss seems to linger, as if she is tasting herself on my lips. When she finally pulls back, she gives me a small smile, "You can scratch my itch any time." <<set $Taint += 2>><<endif>><<endif>>\n\n[[Step back around the counter.|Nadia]]

"Passeur Urkon?" Ah new em. 'Ood man, wus nisuh ta me dan mose people round ere," Vick begins. \n\n<<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 7>>Vick fidgits a little, but I can't tell if its because the question makes him uncomfortable, he knows something, or something else entirely.<<elseif ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 11>>Vick fidgits a little, his expression hardening slightly for the briefest of moments.\n\n//He either knows something, suspects something, or he was close to the Pastor.//<<elseif ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 15>>Vick's expression changes, hardening in a way I've seen with hardened criminals or con artists when they believe they know what's best and that they see you as little more than a fool.\n\n//Man's got a serious chip on his shoulder if nothing else. I wonder what he's holding back.//<</if>> \n\n<<if $Taint gte 75>>I can't help but notice the way he looks at my chest while he talks to me<<if $Depravity gte 9>> or the way my heart races just a little as he does so.<<else>>, uncomfortable under his scrutiny, I cross my arms over my chest. With a look of disappointment, his eyes move upwards to meet my own again\n\n<</if>><</if>>"I hear he passed a while back now. Anything you can tell me about it?" I ask, seeing what more he might be able to tell me.\n\n"Aye, truh dat. Ah eard eh jummed fum da bluff. Sory nevuh sonned ite ta meh."\n\n//Yeah, a lot of what happens on this island doesn't sound quite right,// I think darkly.\n\nI wait a few seconds, hoping he might continue without my need to nudge him along. Finally I add, "Anything else?"\n\nVick answers with a simple shake of his head.\n\n[[What's your story?]]\n\n[[What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?]]\n\n[[Who is SHE?]]\n\n[[Do you know anything about a guy named Tom?]]<<if $Taint gte 40>> \n\n[[Ask Vick about your transformation.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done talking to Vick.|Enter the Log Cabin.]]

"He's gone?" Nadia sounds surprised, "He's either at home, at the Barmaid's Daughter, or out fishing," She shrugs, "And he hasn't done much fishing the last couple of years," \n\nShe gives you a sympathetic look, "Sorry I cant be more help than that."\n\n"That's ok, thanks anyway," I reply.\n\nWith a little smile and a wink, "Anytime," Nadia replies.\n\n[[Visit with Nadia for a minute.]]\n\n[[Ask about Tom.]]<<if $Jackobson is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>>[[Ask about your physical changes.|Ask Nadia about your transformation.]]<</if>>\n\n[[Buy something.|See her wares.]]\n\nor \n\n[[Return to looking around the store.|General Store]]

<<back>>\n\nThis game contains Adult Content. \n\nFirst off, it should be noted that this game //features// slow Male-to-Female transformation.\n\nWithin this game, you can also expect to see:\n-Oral Sex\n-Vaginal Sex\n-Anal Sex\n-Non-Consensual (Rape) sex\n-M/F Sex\n-F/F Sex\n-Prostitution\n-Tentacle Sex\n-Supernatural Sex\n-Bestiality\n\nAll of these things have the potential to appear in the game at one point or another. Additional items may be added to this list as needed.\n\n<<back>>\n\n\n

I kneel down for a closer look at the White Goo. At a glance, I notice that it seems to have a slight luminescent quality. \n\nThe second thing I notice is the way it seems to cling to the twigs and dry grass. \n\nI glance around, finding a small stick, then returning my attention to the goo. With almost exaggerated care, I poke it with the tip of the stick. In spite of it's thick, fluid appearance; when poked, it moves, and sticks to the stick like grease or tar.\n\nI raise the stick up for a closer look.\n\n//Rhucc'na, we'chupuuha,// the feminine voice urges seductively.\n\nAn unnatural urge to taste the fluid washes over me, but I fight it down quickly.\n\nTaking a deep breath, my nostrils are filled with a salty sweet smell. The closest thing I have to compare it to is semen, only this leaves me feeling aroused.\n\nFeeling uncertain, I stand back up. I turn my attention to my surroundings again, searching for anything else that appears out of place.\n\nStill feeling shaken from the experience, I take a deep calming breath.\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">><<set $Fountain to "Played">>

<<set $Mutation +=1>><<if $Mutation lte 9>><<if $Taint lte 54>>This abomonation kicks me in the ribs as I start to get to my feet. I sprawl sideways into the mud.\n\nI can see this hidious thing looking down at me, prowling around me like a predator looking at prey.\n\nOf all the things I expect to see, from this //thing// just walking away, to it moving in for the killing blow, what it does catches me completely off guard.\n\nI stair dumbfounded as it fishes its cock from its patchwork pants. The thing is long and tapered, its dark gray with a hint of pink along its underside. The thing glistens wetly even fresh from the confines of its pants.\n\nI begin to tense up, prepared to fight the creature if it comes any closer. Instead, it holds its ground, beginning to stroke its length with what appears to be a powerful grip.\n\nIts hand is almost a blur of motion as it quickly jerks itself, its hard shaft quivering as it points straight at me.\n\nFearful that any action I might take will result in the thing attacking me again, I wait, searching for some way to safely escape the situation.\n\nSuddenly, this thing jerks its hips, a long thick stream of white shooting from the tip of its tapered cock with incredible percision. The blast hits me right on the upper lip, just to the left of my nose before crossing my face in a way that leaves my lips coated in this thing's salty seed.\n\nI sputter, trying to spit the stuff from my lips, the taste nearly making me gag.\n\nThe creature makes a sound that might be a laugh, but I'm far too preoccupied with getting its surprisingly sticky seed off of my face. \n\nMy face tingles where this abomonation's seed has touched it, and my hands feel the same as I try to scrape it away with my fingers. Eventually, I think I've cleared the worst of it, using a puddle to wash my face and hands when I'm done.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>This //thing// shoves me down into the mud face first. I come up sputtering mud and water from my lips. It then places a hand on the small of my back, pressing me down to the ground before trying to yank my pants down past my hips.\n\nMy pants catch painfully on my hips, I can hear the material straining against his strength. Pausing, it gives a second yank that finally pulls my pants down my thighs.\n\nStrongly suspecting the creature's motives, I thrash about, trying to free myself of its grip.\n\nMy efforts are rewarded by the creature shoving me violently into the muddy ground.\n\nThe creature pauses, and I'm not sure why. It makes a confused sound, then I feel its cold wet hand grab my cock and balls painfully.\n\nI let out a startled sound, thrashing wildly as I frantically try to escale this perverted thing.\n\nIt makes another sound, shoves me face first into the mud again, then shuffles up behind me. \n\nPure panic fills me when something wet and slimy brushes across my ass. //No, no, no, no!// My mind screams in futility.\n\nThe abomonation is oblivious to my wishes in this matter, and a second later, I feel the tapered end of its slick cock brush between my ass cheeks.\n\nIt thrusts forward, missing its mark and gliding along the crack of my ass. A second later, it tries again, this time sinking its long thin penis deep into my anus. The sound that I make is a mixture of discomfort and horror at what is happening.\n\nHolding tightly to my hips, this vile creature fucks my ass with rapid thrusts for several minutes before suddenly tensing. \n\nThen I feel it, a lukewarm thickness suddenly filling my core. The feeling is unsettling to say the least as it feels like the creature's cum is seeping into my body, being obsorbed by my throbbing anus.\n\nI shudder, a sound like a wounded animal escaping my lips before I bite my lip to stop it.\n\nThe creature moves behind me again, its deflating cock slipping from my freshly used hole. I wonder idly what new horror it is about to introduce me to, but the seconds tick forward into more than a minute. When I finally look behind me, it is no longer there.\n\n<<else>>Defeated, the creature wastes no time shoving me onto my chest. Pressing me into the muddy ground, he yanks my pants down past my hips painfully to expose my ass to the cool air.\n\nI try to get up, to squirm away from the abomonation, but it takes hold of my hips in a powerful grip that seems to emphasize how soft my physical body has become.\n\nThis thing quickly shuffles in behind me, looming over me as I feel something cool and slick slide across my bottom. \n\nI redouble my efforts to escape as I realize this cold rubbery thing sliding along the crack of my ass is this creature's cock.\n\nMy struggles prove futile.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cold slimy cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the tapered tip of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with sudden shove, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as he settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again even harder than the first time. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me hard and fast.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes the creature a moment to line itself up with my aching hole. With a firm thrust he presses his cold rubbery cock all the way inside of me until I can feel its tapered tip press against my cirvix.\n\nThe man pulls back, then thrusts forward savagely as he begins to fuck me.\n\n<<endif>>I can't help but feel shame as this vile //thing// fucks me like I'm nothing more than a whore to be used.\n\nThis continues for several minutes, the creature shoving me back down into the mud dispassionately any time I try to free myself from its grip, or even move so that my face is not being pressed into the muddy ground.\n\nEventually, the thing rutting at my cunt seems to loose its rhythm, its thrusts becoming irregular. Then I feel it, a lukewarm thickness suddenly filling my core. The feeling is unsettling to say the least as it feels like the creature's cum is seeping into my body, being obsorbed by my throbbing pussy.\n\nI shudder, a sound like a wounded animal escaping my lips before I bite my lip to stop it.\n\nThe creature moves behind me again, its deflating cock slipping from my freshly used hole. I wonder idly what new horror it will inflict upon me, but the seconds tick forward into more than a minute. When I finally look behind me, it is no longer there.\n\n<<endif>><<endif>><<if $Mutation gte 10>>Gasping for breath, I fall to the ground. \n\nA pathetic sound, somewhere between a whimper and a hoarse scream escapes my too large mouth.\n\nMy clothes pinch painfully across the shoulders and hips, and I find myself pawing at my clothes to releave the pressure. Within seconds, I'm naked. I gulp at the air, unable to catch my breath.\n\nStaggering to my feet, I try desperately to draw breath, but no matter how much air I draw into my lungs, it's not enough. When I lay eyes on the ocean, my footsteps inevitably draw me towards it.\n\nReaching the water, I throw myself into the waves, drawing a mouth full of water straight into my lungs.\n\nFor the first time in minutes, I feel like I can breathe. \n\nI dont know how long I stand there in the water, the waves crashing over my head as I learn to breathe again. Eventually I slip beneath the waves, marveling at the new world around me. The gloom of the ocean seems well lit to my new eyes as I begin to explore the cove. My webbed fingers and hands propelling me through the water faster than I ever would have dreamed possible.\n\nAfter a while, I see movement as a shape moves through the water a little ways away. Then that shape pauses before changing its course towards me.\n\nAs I make out more of what it is, I can see that its one of the abominations I've seen before, . . . no, its something much more pure, . . . \n\nThe Deep One circles me slowly, its big eyes looking me over. Once it's reached the point it had started, it pauses for several seconds, then starts swimming towards the entrance of the cove, glancing back at me as if to make sure I am following.\n\nUnsure of what else to do, I follow, discovering that I have little trouble matching its swift pace.\n\nOutside of the cove, it leads me deeper, until the daytime sky is barely a memory in the darkness of the ocean's depths.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 24>>As we swim, I can make out shapes in the gloom, like buildings, long lost to the sea. \n\nThe scent of something in the water makes me pause, my head tilting towards the source. Through the water, I can hear faint sounds from somewhere nearby. My companion pauses, looking towards me. Something in its expression implies amusement.\n\nI decide to follow the scent, it doesn't take me long to find a gap in the rocks that leads to a series of chambers. Within, I see others, like myself. Most are female, many of them are clearly pregnant. The few males I see seem intent on breeding the females, regardless of if they show signs of pregnancy or not. \n\nAnother room, I can see several females, most of them gathered around a single one who is spilling eggs, perhaps the size of a baseball, by the dozen from the opening between her legs into a translucent sack. Elsewhere in the room, I can see similar sacks everywhere, with perhaps twenty to fifty in each one. //There must be hundreds, if not thousands of those eggs,// Some small part of my mind that is still human is alarmed by this, but the thought is quickly pushed away by more primal needs.\n\nMy own state of arousal becomes increasingly obvious to me. When I pass a chamber with a pair of females and no sign of a male, I slip inside. Glancing down, I'm idly impressed by the sheer size of my manhood, perhaps a foot long and thick as a bottle of beer.\n\nThe females appear receptive, one of them presenting herself with her dark cleft on full display.\n\nMoving forward, I grab hold of the female, her hand reaching down to guide me to her opening before I thrust into her. \n\nIn the water like this, it takes me a moment to find my rhythm, but once I do, its not long before I spill my seed inside of her.\n\nAs soon as I'm done, the second female coaxes me towards her.\n\n//Duty beckons.//\n\nEND\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>As we swim, I can make out shapes in the gloom, like buildings, long lost to the sea. \n\nThe scent of something in the water makes me pause, my head tilting towards the source. Through the water, I can hear faint sounds from somewhere nearby. My companion pauses, looking towards me. Something in its expression implies amusement.\n\nI decide to follow the scent, it doesn't take me long to find a gap in the rocks that leads to a series of chambers. Within, I see others, similar to myself. \n\nThe few males I see are powerfully built and in most cases, I can see massive erections jutting out in front of them as they fornicate with the considerably more numerous females. \n\nI feel a growing arousal within me, like a need with no outlet. Its only at this moment that I come to a horrible realization. Unlike the Deep Ones around me, I'm sexless.\n\nOne of the Deep Ones swims towards me, its a male. It looks at me, and I can sense a hint of amusement coming from it at my predicament. \n\nThe despearate sound I make is faint in the water, but it seems to carry all around us.\n\n//What kind of hell is this.// I want to weep, but I am unable to do so. \n\nEND\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>As we swim, I feel a growing ache in my middle. Its like a lust that instead of growing inside of me, is becoming a part of me as it seeps into my bones.\n\nPausing, I let my hands stray over my belly, then lower, only to discover that my manhood is gone, replaced with an oh so sensitive slit.\n\nMy body shudders when I continue to follow the Deep One, not really seeing the looming shapes around us in the gloom. As we near one of the shapes, it becomes clear to me that this is some form of underwater building.\n\nWhen we approach the opening leading inside, I catch a scent in the water, one that causes my arousal to spike unexpectedly. I can barely think straight, all I know is that I want, no //need// to fill the void I feel inside of myself.\n\nMy companion seems to sense the change that comes over me. Turning in the water, he looks at me for several long seconds. I get the impression that he is amused. My eyes are drawn to the pink spear that starts to emerge from his groin.\n\nI know that I should feel revulsion at what I'm seeing. But instead, I find myself moving towards him.\n\nWhen I draw close, he takes hold of me roughly and pushes me against the wall. His taloned hands spread my legs and its only moments before I can feel his cool rubbery shaft brush between my legs. \n\nHe begins to thrust wildly, like a dog, missing his mark several times before I feel the tip of his pointed cock catch my opening.\n\nHis hips jerk, hilting his entire length inside of me with a single thrust. His violent entry causes me to cry out, the sound carries oddly through the water around us.\n\nFor maybe a minute he continues before I feel a liquid warmth filling me. Seconds later, he pulls out, his already shrinking member vanishing back into a crease in his crotch.\n\nTurning away from me, he enters the cave like entrance. I follow.\n\nWe follow the cave like hallway, passing chamber after chamber. Whenever I pause to look inside, I see others like myself within most of the rooms. Most are female, many of those are clearly pregnant. The few males I see seem intent on breeding the females, regardless of if they show signs of pregnancy or not. \n\nAnother room, I can see several females, most of them gathered around a single one who is spilling eggs, perhaps the size of a baseball, by the dozen from the opening between her legs into a translucent sack. Elsewhere in the room, I can see similar sacks everywhere, with perhaps twenty to fifty in each one. //There must be hundreds, if not thousands of those eggs,// Some small part of my mind that is still human is alarmed by this, but the thought is quickly pushed away by more primal needs.\n\nMy own state of arousal becomes increasingly obvious to me, overwhelmingly so. The next room I pass, I see two males and a single female inside.\n\nWebbed feet propel me into the room, only stopping when I'm directly in front of one of the males. Seeing that he's already erect, I do not hesitate to present my sex to him.\n\n[[Continue.|Brood Mother]]\n\n<<else>>As we swim, I feel a growing hunger in my middle. Its like a lust that instead of growing inside of me, is becoming a part of me as it seeps into my bones.\n\nMy body shudders when I continue to follow the Deep One, not really seeing the looming shapes around us in the gloom. As we near one of the shapes, it becomes clear to me that this is some form of underwater building.\n\nWhen we approach the opening leading inside, I catch a scent in the water, one that causes my arousal to spike unexpectedly. I can barely think straight, all I know is that I want, no //need// to fill the void, to //feed// the hunger I feel inside of myself.\n\nMy companion seems to sense the change that comes over me. Turning in the water, he looks at me for several long seconds. I get the impression that he is amused. My eyes are drawn to the pink spear that starts to emerge from his groin.\n\nI know that I should feel revulsion at what I'm seeing. But instead, I find myself moving towards him.\n\nWhen I draw close, he takes hold of me roughly and pushes me against the wall. His taloned hands spread my legs and its only moments before I can feel his cool rubbery shaft brush between my legs. \n\nHe begins to thrust wildly, like a dog, missing his mark several times before I feel the tip of his pointed cock catch my opening.\n\nHis hips jerk, hilting his entire length inside of me with a single thrust. His violent entry causes me to cry out, the sound carries oddly through the water around us.\n\nFor maybe a minute he continues before I feel a liquid warmth filling me. Seconds later, he pulls out, his already shrinking member vanishing back into a crease in his crotch.\n\nTurning away from me, he enters the cave like entrance. I follow.\n\nWe follow the cave like hallway, passing chamber after chamber. Whenever I pause to look inside, I see others like myself within most of the rooms. Most are female, many of those are clearly pregnant. The few males I see seem intent on breeding the females, regardless of if they show signs of pregnancy or not. \n\nAnother room, I can see several females, most of them gathered around a single one who is spilling eggs, perhaps the size of a baseball, by the dozen from the opening between her legs into a translucent sack. Elsewhere in the room, I can see similar sacks everywhere, with perhaps twenty to fifty in each one. //There must be hundreds, if not thousands of those eggs,// Some small part of my mind that is still human is alarmed by this, but the thought is quickly pushed away by more primal needs.\n\nMy own state of arousal becomes increasingly obvious to me, overwhelmingly so. The next room I pass, I see two males and a single female inside.\n\nWebbed feet propel me into the room, only stopping when I'm directly in front of one of the males. Seeing that he's already erect, I do not hesitate to present my sex to him.\n\n[[Continue.|Brood Mother]]\n\n<<endif>><<elseif $Mutation gte 9>>My skin begins to feel funny, like my face is being stretched in strange ways. A few seconds later, I feel a tickle along the sides of my neck.\n\nI take a deep breath that I let out slowly in a failed attempt to calm my nerves before I reach for my face. Everything I touch feels distored, my eyes feel too big, even bigger than before. My mouth too feels like it stretches wider, like a gaping maw if I were to open it wide. My tongue glides along my teeth, feeling that they are no longer as flat as they once were and instead come to rounded points. \n\nWhen my fingers finally reach my neck, I feel little flaps of skin. Exploring them in more detail, I discover that behind each flap of skin there is a serrated bit of hard tissue running the length. It takes me several minutes before I suddenly have the realization, //Like a fish's gills.//\n\nI know that this new revalation should trouble me more than it does, but the events leading up to this have left me feeling so numb that I almost dont feel anything inside.\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>With my assailant gone, I pause, part of me wanting to go clean myself and check for what new horror has befallen my body, part of me wanting to walk away in the hopes of not having to face whatever changes I have experienced this time.\n\nMy morbid curiosity wins out. I begin to inspect my body for new changes, changes that are almost immediately obvious.\n\nThe webbing between my fingers is thick now, leathery to the touch. In addition to that, my fingernails have turned almost black and come to something of a point, more like talons now than an actual fingernails. \n\nI can feel my expressio becoming grim. //Nothing much I can do about it at this point,// I think darkly, some part of me realizing I've resigned myself to this fate, //I have a job to do, I can figure the rest out later.//\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Mutation gte 7>>Feeling the need to clean myself after the encounter, I find a puddle with some moderately clean water. I can't bring myself to look at my webbed fingers as I reach for the water, cupping the water as I move to wash myself. \n\nI tremble slightly when my hand touches my body, //the texture, its all wrong// the thought nearly overwhelms me. My skin has taken on several rough patches, scaly to the touch. \n\nIn a moment of panic, I scrub at my skin harder, desperate to scrub my skin to its original state. After several minutes, I finally give up, my skin sore in the places I had tried to wash the scaly texture away and having made no progress in changing what had happened.\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>In the wake of the fight, I make my way towards a large, somewhat clean puddle to clean myself up a little bit. When I reach for the water, I freeze in place, my outstretched hand inches from the water.\n\nSlowly, I turn my hand over, spreading my fingers revealing a thin web of skin between each of them like what you would expect to see on a frog. The skin between my fingers appears thin, almost transpartent, like nearly anything could tear through it. //This is a part of me.// The thought hits me like a physical blow.\n\nFear spikes through me, making it so that I can hardly breathe. I wretch, feeling like I'm about to empty the contents of my stomach, though the action produces nothing. I don't know how long I stare at my hands, unable to fully accept what is happening to me\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Mutation gte 5>>When I begin to clean myself up, I feel a knot in the pit of my stomach as I begin to carefully inspect myself.\n\nEven though I half expect something to have happened to me, I still feel like I'm going to be sick when I realize that my slightly gray skin has become more of a gray green now.\n\nFor several seconds, I look at my hands, my arms, fascenated as much as horrified at this new change I have experienced. Eventually my mind comes back to the present, that this is //my// body experiencing this change. \n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>At a nearby puddle, I start to clean the worst of the filth from my body. As I do so, I begin to notice that my face feels tight, faintly rubbery to the touch.\n\nTaking a minute to explore my face with my hands, I can feel that my eyes feel different, my mouth wider than I recalled. Quickly turning my attention back to the puddle, the reflection staring back at me has eyes just a little large for the face they are on and a mouth that stretches wider than it should.\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>When I start to wipe the worst of the mess from my body, I notice that my fingernails look different. Inspecting further, I notice that they are both thicker than usual and look to be of a gray color.\n\n//What the, . . . // I wonder, //What the hell is happening to me.// I think with a momentary flash of anxiety.\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>Using a nearby puddle, I spend a couple of minutes washing the worst of the filth from my body.\n\nAs my fingers slide over my skin, I start to notice that in addition to the slight graying of my skin I had noticed previously, my skin has started to take on a rough, almost pebbly texture.\n\n//I need to avoid these //things//, they're doing something to me.// I shudder slightly as I try to consider the implications. Eventually, shaken by the thoughts in my mind, I try to focus my attention elsewhere\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<else>>It takes me a few seconds, but I finally get my pants pulled back up to where they belong. Once done with that, I look for a clean puddle of water to try washing the worst of the mud and grime off of my body.\n\nAs I'm finishing up, I pause, looking at my hands that look paler than usual, with a slight gray tone to the skin. //I guess I'll have to take a proper bath to get the rest of this grime off of my body.// I try desperately to not think about what just happened.\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]<<endif>>

"You know as much as anyone I've met here on Wanton Cove, and you've been more open as well," I pull the bundled book out of my jacket. \n\nSensing that this could be something important, Mr Morichi quickly moves his teapot to one side of his little table to make room for the book.\n\n"I found this while looking around the island, and I was wondering if you might be able to tell me anything about it?" With care, I unwrap the book and lay it on the cleared portion of the table.\n\nMr Morichi lets out a little whistle that seems to hang in the air for an unusually long amount of time, "It has been years since I last laid eyes on this," His tone holds almost a reverence, "Might I ask where procured this?"\n\nI consider refusing to say, but given how open he has been with me, I feel like I owe him the same courtecy, "I found it in the basement of the old Church."\n\nNodding slowly, "That makes sense," His eyes turn upwards to meet mine, "Pastor Erkon purchased this book from me a few short months before his untimely demise. It became his obsession if what people have said is true."\n\nMr Morichi reaches out, almost touching the book, but then wrapping the cloth back around it instead to cover the old tome, "It supposedly belonged to Zodak Alhazred and was one of the few things that survived when part of the bluff collapsed, taking him and his home into the sea's embrace,"\n\nHis mannerisms become almost dismissive as he nudges the book towards you as if its an unclean thing he does not wish to touch, "It always made me uncomfrotable, so when the pastor showed up at my doorstep asking if he could buy it, I gladly sold it to him. Though come to think of it, I never did learn how he discovered the book's existance in the first place."\n\nRealizing I'm unlikely to learn more, I chance the subject.\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $MorichiDaughter gte 1>>\n\n[[Ask about Mr Morichi's daughter.]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]

<<if $Nadia is "Not Played">>"Hi, I'm <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>." I offer my hand in greeting.\n\nHer smile turns to a toothy grin as she extends her own hand to shake mine, "You can call me Nadia." She says pleasantly.\n\nI can't help but notice the coarse, almost scaly texture of her palm.\n\n"it's a pleasure to meet you." I reply. <<set $Nadia to "Played">><<else>>"<<print $PlayerName>>, what can I get you today?" Nadia purrs. <</if>>\n\n"Mind if I ask you a few questions?" I ask.\n\n"Not at all," Nadia starts to twirl a long strand of hair around her finger, biting her bottom lip in a way that I find terribly distracting.\n\n<<if $Taint gte 40>>//Maybe she knows something about what could be doing this to me,// I think, looking down at body, //She had to have noticed I look a little different by now.//\n\n[[Ask Nadia about your transformation.]]<</if>>[[Visit with Nadia for a minute.]]\n\n[[Ask about Tom.]]<<if $Jackobson is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon]]<</if>><<if $JackobsonHouse is 3>>\n\n[[You dont know where Mr Jackobson got off to, do you?]]<</if>>\n\n[[Buy something.|See her wares.]]\n\nor \n\n[[Return to looking around the store.|General Store]]\n

"Name's <<print $PlayerName>>, <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>" I offer the old sailor my hand.\n\nHe looks at it, but doesn't tale it, "Cobb," He replies, his eyes momentarily flickering to our surroundings.\n\n//He's scared of something.// My instincts tell me.\n\n"Mind if I ask you a few questions?" I ask.\n\n"Yeah, I mind," Cobb says, his attention shifting out over the cove. As he turns away from me, he shuffles his feet slightly.\n\n<<if ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 10 or ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 7>>My eyes flicker towards his feet. I notice his foot is at an odd angle, as if he's trying to hide something. I can see a hint of some kind of white fluid at the edge of his boot. Strangely, it appears to glow slightly.\n\nMy eyes settle back on his face before he looks back at me again.<<set $SailorGoo1 to "Played">>\n\n<</if>>"Wanton Cove doesn't get many outsiders," He finally says when it becomes obvious that you don't intend to leave immediately, "You'd do yourself a service by getting back on the ferry when it leaves in the morning.\n\n<<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerIntimidation) gte 5>>[[Try to scare some information out of him.][$CobbIntimidate to "Played"]]<</if>>\n<<if ($PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma) gte 5>>[[Try to persuade him to talk to you.][$CobbStreetwise to "Played"]]<</if>>\n[[Talk with him for a few minutes.]]\nor \n[[Head into the center of town.|getTownLink()]]

The forest canopy roars as heavy raindrops pummel the leaves over head. It only takes a few second before the heavy rain starts to make it to the ground, the leaves dipping to pour the rain to the ground in little streams of chilly water.\n\nPulling my jacket tighter around myself to ward off the worst of the downpour, [[I continue walking down the path.|Trail]]

As I walk, a light drizzle begins.\n\nAll around me, it's as if the air simply became //so// saturated with moisture that it can no longer hold it all, but is reluctant to release the water it holds.\n\nReluctantly, I pull my long coat a little tighter around myself.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|overgrown park]]

<<if $Taint lte 9>>Leaning closer, I see nothing that sets this puddle of White Goo apart from any other puddle I've seen. \n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>A wave of arousal is enough to drop me to my knees, my pussy gushing with fluid. \n\nOne of my hands darts to my belt, frantically working to free myself from my pants, while the other hand reaches for the puddle of White Goo.\n\nThe moment my fingers touch the warm fluid, I feel a small orgasm shudder through my body. \n\nMy entire world becomes a lust engulfed haze as soon as I feel my belt loosen.\n\nI have no idea how long I kneel there, one hand in my pants violating my new pussy, moaning like a common whore. But when my senses finally start to return, the White Goo is long gone.\n\nSlowly, I slide my hand from my pants, my fingers coated with a mixture of my own juices, and something else. Looking at the thick white fluid mixed with my own on my fingers, I know deep down in the pit of my stomach exactly what it is. \n\nRattled, and not knowing what could have possessed me to rub the White Goo into my vagina, I [[continue on my way.|the waterfront]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Almost without thought, I find myself on my knees beside the puddle of White Goo. \n\nWith both hands, I eagerly try to scoop up the mess on the ground, stuffing my fingers in my mouth. \n\nI moan in pleasure as I feel my tiny cock harden, precum dribbling from its tip to dampen my underwear with arousal.\n\nI don't know how long I was kneeling beside that White Goo, but when my mind begins to clear, there is barely any of the White Goo remaining.\n\nRepulsed by what I just did, I stagger back from where I was kneeling.\n\n//I've got to find some way to control this!//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>>[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>I find myself reaching out towards the White Goo, coating my fingers with the warm slime. \n\nWhen I begin to raise my fingers to my lips, I know I couldn't stop myself if I tried. The remnants of my cock is hard in my pants, my arousal making my little penis leak precum.\n\nIt only takes a moment to lick my fingers clean, the slimy White Goo sliding down my throat. \n\nMy cock twitches once, twice, spraying a small load of my seed into the front of my pants. \n\nShaken by what I just did, I step back from the puddle of White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>>[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Even while I look at the White Goo, my hand reaches out as if under it's own power.\n\nAgainst my fingertips, the White Goo feels warm to the touch.\n\nMy fingers raise towards my mouth, my lips parting. A hint of arousal washes through me. \n\nThe realization of what I am about to do strikes me. I quickly wipe my fingers off on the dock the best I can, then move back from the White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 1>>[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Looking at the White Goo, I feel a growing urge to reach out, to touch the White Goo.\n\nI start to reach out, but I manage to fight the urge back.\n\n//What's come over me?// I think in alarm.\n\nI step away from the White Goo, concerned by the momentary lapse in judgment.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]<</if>>\n

<<if $Taint lte 9>>Leaning closer, I see nothing that sets this puddle of White Goo apart from any other puddle I've seen. \n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>A wave of arousal is enough to drop me to my knees, my pussy gushing with fluid. \n\nOne of my hands darts to my belt, frantically working to free myself from my pants, while the other hand reaches for the puddle of White Goo.\n\nThe moment my fingers touch the warm fluid, I feel a small orgasm shudder through my body. \n\nMy entire world becomes a lust engulfed haze as soon as I feel my belt loosen.\n\nI have no idea how long I kneel there, one hand in my pants violating my new pussy, moaning like a common whore. But when my senses finally start to return, the White Goo is long gone.\n\nSlowly, I slide my hand from my pants, my fingers coated with a mixture of my own juices, and something else. Looking at the thick white fluid mixed with my own on my fingers, I know deep down in the pit of my stomach exactly what it is. \n\nRattled, and not knowing what could have possessed me to rub the White Goo into my vagina, I [[continue on my way.|Nice part of town.]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Almost without thought, I find myself on my knees beside the puddle of White Goo. \n\nWith both hands, I eagerly try to scoop up the mess on the ground, stuffing my fingers in my mouth. \n\nI moan in pleasure as I feel my tiny cock harden, precum dribbling from its tip to dampen my underwear with arousal.\n\nI don't know how long I was kneeling beside that White Goo, but when my mind begins to clear, there is barely any of the White Goo remaining.\n\nRepulsed by what I just did, I stagger back from where I was kneeling.\n\n//I've got to find some way to control this!//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>>[[Continue on my way.|Nice part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>I find myself reaching out towards the White Goo, coating my fingers with the warm slime. \n\nWhen I begin to raise my fingers to my lips, I know I couldn't stop myself if I tried. The remnants of my cock is hard in my pants, my arousal making my little penis leak precum.\n\nIt only takes a moment to lick my fingers clean, the slimy White Goo sliding down my throat. \n\nMy cock twitches once, twice, spraying a small load of my seed into the front of my pants. \n\nShaken by what I just did, I step back from the puddle of White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>>[[Continue on my way.|Nice part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Even while I look at the White Goo, my hand reaches out as if under it's own power.\n\nAgainst my fingertips, the White Goo feels warm to the touch.\n\nMy fingers raise towards my mouth, my lips parting. A hint of arousal washes through me. \n\nThe realization of what I am about to do strikes me. I quickly wipe my fingers off on the yellowed grass the best I can, then move back from the White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 1>>[[Continue on my way.|Nice part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Looking at the White Goo, I feel a growing urge to reach out, to touch the White Goo.\n\nI start to reach out, but I manage to fight the urge back.\n\n//What's come over me?// I think in alarm.\n\nI step away from the White Goo, concerned by the momentary lapse in judgment.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Nice part of town.]]<</if>>\n

<<if $Taint lte 65>>"Changes?" Phil grimaces, "Truth is, things like that seem to happen here in Wanton Cove, and no one likes to talk about it."\n\nReaching out, Phil takes hold of a tool and half turns towards a but of lumber, keeping eye contact with you to let you know you still have his attention, "I don't know what causes it, but I had noticed your features look a bit on the, us, //soft// side."<<else>>"Yeah, I couldn't help but notice you've started to grow a pretty nice set of tits," He says bluntly, his eyes shifting to your chest for a few seconds before returning to your face.\n\n"Was trying to be polite and not draw extra attention to it though by saying something," He shrugs, the motion only serving to emphasize how just how powerfully built the man is.\n\n"After all, growing tits has to be aweful awkward," His eyes shift to my chest a second time, this time his expression is apprasing.<</if>>\n\n[[Ask Phil about Tom.]]\n[[Ask Phil about Wanton Cove.]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the White Goo.]]<</if>>\nor\n[[Nevermind. Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

<<if $Taint lte 9>>Leaning closer, I see nothing that sets this puddle of White Goo apart from any other puddle I've seen. \n\n[[Continue on your way.|Head into the center of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>A wave of arousal is enough to drop me to my knees, my pussy gushing with fluid. \n\nOne of my hands darts to my belt, frantically working to free myself from my pants, while the other hand reaches for the puddle of White Goo.\n\nThe moment my fingers touch the warm fluid, I feel a small orgasm shudder through my body. \n\nMy entire world becomes a lust engulfed haze as soon as I feel my belt loosen.\n\nI have no idea how long I kneel there, one hand in my pants violating my new pussy, moaning like a common whore. But when my senses finally start to return, the White Goo is long gone.\n\nSlowly, I slide my hand from my pants, my fingers coated with a mixture of my own juices, and something else. Looking at the thick white fluid mixed with my own on my fingers, I know deep down in the pit of my stomach exactly what it is. \n\nRattled, and not knowing what could have possessed me to rub the White Goo into my vagina, I [[continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Almost without thought, I find myself on my knees beside the puddle of White Goo. \n\nWith both hands, I eagerly try to scoop up the mess on the ground, stuffing my fingers in my mouth. \n\nI moan in pleasure as I feel my tiny cock harden, precum dribbling from its tip to dampen my underwear with arousal.\n\nI don't know how long I was kneeling beside that White Goo, but when my mind begins to clear, there is barely any of the White Goo remaining.\n\nRepulsed by what I just did, I stagger back from where I was kneeling.\n\n//I've got to find some way to control this!//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>>[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>I find myself reaching out towards the White Goo, coating my fingers with the warm slime. \n\nWhen I begin to raise my fingers to my lips, I know I couldn't stop myself if I tried. The remnants of my cock is hard in my pants, my arousal making my little penis leak precum.\n\nIt only takes a moment to lick my fingers clean, the slimy White Goo sliding down my throat. \n\nMy cock twitches once, twice, spraying a small load of my seed into the front of my pants. \n\nShaken by what I just did, I step back from the puddle of White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>>[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Even while I look at the White Goo, my hand reaches out as if under it's own power.\n\nAgainst my fingertips, the White Goo feels warm to the touch.\n\nMy fingers raise towards my mouth, my lips parting. A hint of arousal washes through me. \n\nThe realization of what I am about to do strikes me. I quickly wipe my fingers off on the sidewalk the best I can, then move back from the White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 1>>[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Looking at the White Goo, I feel a growing urge to reach out, to touch the White Goo.\n\nI start to reach out, but I manage to fight the urge back.\n\n//What's come over me?// I think in alarm.\n\nI step away from the White Goo, concerned by the momentary lapse in judgment.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]<</if>>\n

Slow and steady, the rain continues to fall as if the clouds hold an endless supply of moisture. \n\nAs I walk, I can see where the rain hits the puddles, creating little rings in the water before being swallowed by the ripple created by the next drop to strike the water.\n\nI absently pull my jacket tighter around myself to ward off the worst of the weather.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]

<<if $Day is 4>><<set $FCounter += 1>><<endif>><<if $FCounter is 3>>I'm standing right in front of the Barmaid's Daughter when a man steps through the door. When his eyes settle on me I see his too large eyes dialate visibly. The sight is so surreal that the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.\n\n"You! You filthy outsider, //she// looks upon you," He tilts his head hard to one side, the crackling of his neck clear in the damp air, "They should have killed you when you first arrived," He roars\n\nPutting actions to words, he lunges at me. \n\n//Who are 'they'?// I have just enough time to wonder before I find myself defending my life.\n\n<<if ($PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength) gte 11>>His undisciplined fighting style gives him a moment's advantage, but as soon as I deflect his initial attack, I jab with my right fist catching him in the gut. His breath leaves in whoosh and he nearly falls to the ground.\n\nInstead of staying down like I expect him to, he grabs my legs and stands, hurling me into the air where I crash into the mud several paces away. \n\n"Got some questions to answer," I say through gritted teeth.\n\nYears of experience has me back on my feet even before he can close the distance. Instead of facing a prone opponent, I meet him head on. I swing my fist in a powerful left hook that strikes with bone jarring force. I grit my teeth at the sudden pain lancing up to my elbow. \n\nThe man however does not fare nearly as well. I can see blood at his mouth already where the incide of his cheek was split against his teeth. He starts to turn towards me, spitting blood in my direction.\n\nNot taking any chances, I hit him a second time before he can fully regain his bearings. This time he goes down in the mud. \n\n<<elseif ($PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength) gte 6>>His fighting style might be unrefined, but his sudden attack gives him an early advantage all the same.\n\nThe man's fist catches my shoulder with enough force to drive me back a step. His followup to the ribs forces the wind from my lungs. \n\nFor a second, he towers over me triumphantly. He prepares to take another swing at me, but I quickly lunge at him in spite of the fact I can barely breathe. I hit him hard in the chest with my shoulder, knocing him off his feet as I follow him to the ground, driving my own weight into his chest when we land. Air explodes from his lungs.\n\nKneeling over him, I hit him twice in the face, breaking his nose with the second hit.\n\n<<else>><<set $CharHP = 1>>I barely even see it coming. He hits me in the jaw, sending me sprawling to the ground. Before I can ragain my bearings, he's already on me, pinning me to the ground as he rains down blows. My head is ringing, stars bursting behind my eyes with every punch as he pummels my face and head. \n\nWithin moments, I can feel my vision starting to blur around the edges, the thought of this man killing me sends a surge of adrenaline through me. With a sudden burst of desperate energy, I drive my knee up into the man's groin. I dont have time to appreciate the expression on his face however. Pitching to the side, I dump the man off of me, and lacking the strength to prop myself up for a proper punch, I bring my elbow down on his face several times instead.\n\nFor the next several seconds, I lay there in the mud beside the man, trying to regain my strength. I can tell that I'm badly hurt, but I somehow manage to stagger to my feet all the same.\n\n<<endif>>I have just enough time to realize that I won the fight, that I might be able to get some kind of answer from this man, when I see blood surge from his mouth.\n\n//What the hell?// I move quickly to help, just in time for him to spout more blackish blood all over my arm and side.\n\nThe man smiles up at me, revealing a double row of pointy, blood covered teeth, shredded flesh between them.\n\nHe chokes, gags, and then pukes another mouth full of blood onto the ground at your feet, bits of flesh taht can only be his tongue amongst the gore.\n\nI'm powerless to do anything as I watch this man, this man who just chewed off his own tongue rather than talk to me, as he bleeds quickly bleeds out, sagging into a puddle of his own dark blood.\n\nI stagger back a couple of steps, unsure that there was anything I could do to help the man.\n\nEventually, I step towards the Barmaid's Daughter, stepping inside of the door, "The man who just left here!" I hell, bringing all conversation in the establishment to a hault, "Who was he? And why did he just attack me?"\n\nSeveral of the people in the place look towarsd Aaron as if seeking an answer, and its Aaron who finally does, "Anton? He's a good man, but doesn't hold his drink well," Aaron looks concerned, then finally asks, "What's this 'Who //was//' business?"\n\n"He's dead. I told him I was going to ask him some questions and he bit his own tongue off."\n\nThe statement leaves several people looking unsettled, especially the females in the tavern.\n\nA couple of people rush past me out the door but one of them quickly returns, "No one there, but there's a lot of blood just outside the door." \n\nConfused, I quickly step back outside the door, and sure enough, blood and bits of flesh still lay in the mud, but the rain is quickly washing the gore away already.\n\nI'm left standing in the mud, wondering what happened. After a while, I take a quick look around the area, but seeing no sign of my attacker, return to where the fight took place. Already, I can barely make out the deluted blood among the puddles.\n\nStepping back inside the Barmaid's Daughter, I try to talk to a few of the people inside, but no one can shed any light on the situation.\n\n[[Continue.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<else>>Stepping into the Barmaid's Daughter, I pause for a moment to let my eyes adjust to the lighting inside.\n\nThe main room is filled with the stench of cigar smoke, cheap alcohol, and stale sweat, with a none-too-subtle undertone of old piss and vomit.\n\nHanging high on the walls are far too few small oil lamps, illuminating the dim interior with dull flickering light.\n\nThe Barmaid's Daughter is decorated in a nautical theme, old fishing nets, taxidermied sea life, and bit's of driftwood. Scattered across the floor is a series of stained tables and old mismatched chairs.\n\n<<if $Day is 2 && $Sighting1 is "Not Played">>Suddenly, my heart races as I see a familiar tuft of carrot red hair near a poorly lit table on the other end of the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\n"Tom!" I call out before I consciously realize what I'm seeing.\n\nThe young man's face looks up suddenly, alarm in his shadowed features, //Its him!// \n\nI've barely finished calling his name when he turns and darts for the exit.\n\n//What the hell?// I think, dashing after him, heedless of who or what I crash into in my headlong rush to catch up with him.\n\nI can hear cries of alarm and outrage in my wake as people's drinks are spilled or they are knocked into other people.\n\nPrecious long seconds later, I finally manage to shove my way out the back door of the Barmaid's Daughter and into the mud slick alley beyond. <<if ($PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 10>>I glance around, looking for any sign of Tom's passing. In the mud, I can see a trail of rapidly filling puddles created some someone running down the alley. \n\nI spring back into action, following the footsteps. I almost loose the trail when I see motion near an abandoned building. \n\nThere, more than a block ahead of me, I see someone quickly duck around a corner towards the forest.\n\nI follow, slightly more cautious now. Knowing that the figure is within earshot, I call out, "Tom! I know you can hear me. Its me, <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>, your father sent me to find you. Please, come out, your father is worried about you, I'm here to bring you home!" \n\nFor a couple of minutes, I stand there, hoping that he will return, but eventually, I let out a heavy sigh.\n\nAs if to add insult to unjury, the sky seems to open up with a torrent of rain that leaves me soaked to the bone within seconds. \n\nMy boots squelching in the muck and mud beneath my feet, I make my way slowly back towards the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nOnce back inside, the hostility in the air is almost a physical thing, hard angry eyes turning towards me. \n\n"Sorry," I say softly, doubting that such a simple word will appease the crowd of patrons. To my surprise, I see a couple of them nod and return to their drinks, in the following seconds, others turn their attention back to their companions, their drinks, and their thoughts.\n\nInwardly, I let out a sigh of relief.\n\n[[Next.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<set $Sighting1 to "Played">><<else>>Glancing around, I see no sign of his passing.\n\n"Tom! I know you can hear me. Its me, <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>, your father sent me to find you. Please, come out, your father is worried about you, I'm here to bring you home!" \n\nFor a couple of minutes, I stand there, hoping that he will return, but eventually, I let out a heavy sigh.\n\nAs if to add insult to unjury, the sky seems to open up with a torrent of rain that leaves me soaked to the bone within seconds. \n\nMy boots squelching in the muck and mud beneath my feet as I turn towards the Barmaid's Daugher.\n\nOnce back inside, the hostility in the air is almost a physical thing, hard angry eyes turning towards me. \n\n"Sorry," I say softly, doubting that such a simple word will appease the crowd of patrons. To my surprise, I see a couple of them nod and return to their drinks, in the following seconds, others turn their attention back to their companions, their drinks, and their thoughts.\n\nInwardly, I let out a sigh of relief.\n\n[[Next.|The Barmaids Daughter]] <<set $Sighting1 to "Played">><<elseif $Day is 2 && $Sighting1 is "Played">>I glance around, looking for any sign of Tom's passing, but seeing nothing, I pick a direction at random and start to run. A minute later, with no further sign of Tom, I yell, "Tom! If you can hear me, its me, <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>, your father sent me to find you. Please, come out, your father is worried about you, I'm here to bring you home!"\n\nFor a couple of minutes, I stand there, hoping that he will return, but eventually, I let out a heavy sigh.\n\nAs if to add insult to unjury, the sky seems to open up with a torrent of rain that leaves me soaked to the bone within seconds. \n\nMy boots squelching in the muck and mud beneath my feet, I make my way slowly back towards the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nOnce back inside, the hostility in the air is almost a physical thing, hard angry eyes turning towards me. \n\n"Sorry," I say softly, doubting that such a simple word will appease the crowd of patrons. To my surprise, I see a couple of them nod and return to their drinks, in the following seconds, others turn their attention back to their companions, their drinks, and their thoughts.\n\nInwardly, I let out a sigh of relief.\n\n[[Next.|The Barmaids Daughter][$Sighting1 to "Played"]] <</if>>\n\n<<else>><<if $GooCounter isnot 2>>Near the bar, <<if $Prostitute is "Played">>I see Tanya sitting on a stool.<<else>>a pretty girl, probably in her mid twenties.<</if>> Her shoulder length red hair has just a hint of a wave to it. Her piercing green eyes meet mine just a second before a slight smile finds it's way onto her full lips. <<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 12>>For just a second, I think I see a flicker of recognition in her eyes. I wrack my mind for any memory of her, but I quickly come to the conclusion that I don't know her.<</if>>\n\n<</if>>Behind the bar, my eyes fall on a portly little man. The thin wisps of hair on his head are matted to his skull with sweat and grime. I see his lip curl in distaste, then he turns his attention back to the bar, pointedly avoiding looking at me. Years of interviewing witnesses and suspects tells me that he doesn't want me here. \n\n<<if $GooCounter is 2>>Letting my eyes trail over the occupants of the Barmaid's Daughter, I see no sign of <<if $Prostitute is "Played">>Tanya.\n\n<<else>>the pritty girl from before.\n\n<</if>>//Must be off entertaining a client.// I think to myself. <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<else>><<if $Prostitute is "Played">>[[Talk to Tanya.|Tanya]] \n<<else>>[[Talk to the pretty girl near the bar.|Tanya]]\n\n<</if>><</if>><<if $Pr is "Played">><<if $Barkeep is "Played">>[[Talk to Aaron.|Aaron]] <<else>>\n[[Talk to the Barkeep.|Aaron][$Barkeep to "Played"]]<</if>><</if>>\n\n<<if $Room is "Played">><<roomlink "Your room.">><</if>>\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">>\n\n<<if $Day is 2>><<set $D2Sleep to "Played">><</if>><</if>><<set $GooCounter to random(0,2)>><<endif>>

<<back>>\n\n-Just like in any RPG, there is no right or wrong way to build your character, but how you build your character can have a HUGE effect on how the game plays.\n\n-Your core stats can be adjusted as low as 1 or as high as 10. These numbers mean little by themselves, but they have a huge impact on your skills as they are added to those scores for skill checks.\n\n-Probably 90% of all skill checks range in difficulty from 5-12. For a well rounded game with the largest number of options, dialogue, and descriptions during play, I'd recommend getting as many skills as you are able into the 10-12 range.\n\n-Having high rated skills in the range of 13-15 will give you access to scenes, lore, and dialogue that would otherwise be impossible to access.\n\n-There is no leveling up in this game. Once your character is created, those will be your stats for the remainder of the game. Choose, . . . wisely, . . . \n\n<<back>>

<<if $Taint lte 54>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the muddy street, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The wet cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The sounds of rain striking the rooftops is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//What the fuck does he think// he's //doing?// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He wouldn't have, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold wet of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing wet and chilled, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My mouth feels a little slimy and tastes faintly of salt. Turning my head to the side, I spit a mouth full of whitish plhegm at the ground beside me before wiping my mouth with the back of my sleeve.<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><<elseif $Taint lte 94>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the muddy street, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The cold wet of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nI notice that my pants are pulled low around my waist, as if my assailant had tried to pull them off of me, then gave up. \n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The soft wishper of light rain falling is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//Please don't.// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He did, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My ass hurts slightly, my pants tangled around my ankles. Reaching back, I touch my tender ass, my fingers coming away with what is clearly cum on my fingertips, //What the fuck is wrong with these people?//\n\nPulling my pants back up and securing my belt, I shudder slightly, not entirely from the cold.<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><<else>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>Stepping forward, my assailant grabs hold of a fist full of my hair, throwing me to the muddy ground. \n\nI catch myself on my hands and knees, my whole world tilting wildly as I try to stay upright. A familiar sound, but one I have difficulty placing in my disoriented state, cuts through the soundof my labored breathing. Turning towards the sound, I see my assailant moving towards me, his zipper down as he fishes his big dick out through the hole. //A zipper.// I think with disgust.\n\nThe man grabs a fist full of my hair again, slapping my face hard. Stars burst forth before my eyes, "Bitch needs to learn her place," He growls.\n\nBefore I have time to figure out what he means, I feel his hard cock shove past my lips into my mouth. I gag from the sudden intrusion, his firm grip on my hair keeps me from jerking away from his offending member. The man fucks my face savagely for maybe a dozen thrusts, then shoves me back down into the muddy street. \n\nI start trying to get up, but I feel his booted foot placed on my ass, then he pushes hard, sending me sprawling in the mud. I'm barely to my hands and knees again before I feel his rough hands on my hips, grabbing my pants and pulling them down almost to my knees with one savage yank.\n\nThe cool air on my ass, and alarmingly wet pussy makes me shiver. A feminine whimper, touched with a hint of fear, excapes my lips. The sound of my own voice, a clear indication of how much I've changed since arriving in Wanton Cove, frightens me almost as much as the realization that I'm about to be raped by this man.\n\nA second pull of my pants pulls them past my knees to tangle around my ankles. Before I can even fully assess my options, I feel both of the man's hands on my hips as he starts to shuffle into place behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\n<</if>>Within moments, the man's thrusting rhythmically into my pussy, the wet sounds filling me with embarrassment as I realize much of it is from the wetness of my own arousal.\n\nIts not long before my own hips are thrusting back to meet his own. The satisfied groan that escapes his lips only serves to make me blush crimson, his own thrusts starting to come quicker.\n\nI can feel a pressure starting to build within me, my pussy's rough fucking sending waves of pleasure through me.\n\nThe man thrusts forward suddenly, holding himself deep within my depths, his cock pressing firmly against my cervix. His cock pulses within me, hot cum exploding against my cerivix in jet after jet of his seed.\n\nMy own pussy convulses, like a massive wave crashing against the shore, the walls of my pussy milking his tool of his cum.\n\nThe man withdraws slowly, I can feel a trickle of his cum slip from my pussy to run slowly down my thigh.\n\nBreathing heavily, I lay face down in the cold, muddy street, my ass up in the air. Behind me, I can hear the man zip his pants back up, then a satisfied chuckle from him before his footsteps retreat into the distance.\n\nBarely fighting back a sob, I spend a few seconds cleaning myself up, then quickly dress myself.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>The man steps towards me in a swift motion, like a cobra striking. His fist flashes out, catching me in the stomach, the air in my lungs expells violently, leaving me gasping to regain my breath. \n\nMy assailant wastes no time in shoving me down on my back on the cold, muddy ground. With a ferral grin, he pounces on me, one of his hands going around my throat while the other goes to the front of my pants, working to free me of my belt and pants. \n\n<<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 7>>Batting and clawing futilely at the arm holding my throat and thrashing wildly beneath him, the man barely acknowledges that I'm trying to break free of his grip.\n\nTugging at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 12>>Clawing and batting at the arm around my throat, my efforts are rewarded with a backhand to my face that leaves me seeing stars. \n\nWith his grip firmer than before, I have small satisfaction at the sight of blood trickling down his arm where my fingernails have gouged deep scratches in the flesh of his arm.\n\nTugging once more at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) gte 13>>Struggling beneath him, I dig my fingernails deep into the flesh of the man's wrist, probing for the nerve I know is there.\n\nThe man lets out an angry hiss as his grip loosens. Taking advantage of his distraction, I drive my knee up between his legs with enough force to knock him off of me. \n<</if>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Wish a firm push, the man sends me sprawling across the muccy street in the poor part of town.\n\nI barely manage to get to my hands and knees as I try to stand back up when his boot catches me in the ribs. I gasp for breath, the sound a rasping groan as I curl in on myself, my arms protectively over my middle.\n\nA moment later, the man is on me, his hands pulling at my pants. I curl into a tighter ball, trying to make it more difficult to remove my pants, but the errort proves futile. The man half picks me up with the next pull, I think I hear something start to tear, then my pants pull free suddenly, reaching my knees before they catch again.\n\nThe man places a dirty boot on my ass as he pulls one more time, my pants passing my knees to tangle around my ankles.\n\nThe man's caloused hands grip my hips, pulling me to my hands and knees.\n\n//Crack!// His hand strikes my ass with a sound that seems to carry into the distance. A soft chuckle escapes his lips, one of his hands sliding between my legs to brush my moist slit.\n\n"All ready then," The man growls, obviously pleased at my wetness. \n\nThen I feel the man moving behind me, spreading my legs as much as the tangled pants around my ankles will allow as he moves into position behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.<</if>>\n\nA few more thrusts and my body begins to respond on its own. I try desperately to ignore the pleasure, but it only takes a little while before I can feel my body building towards a powerful orgasm.\n\nThe man's cock inside of me glides in and out like a well oiled piston, sending waves of pleasure through me. I can feel his pace becoming erratic, his thrusts becoming more insistant as he begins to near his peak.\n\nMy entire body tenses and trembles as my orgasm crashes over me like a massive wave. Behind me, the man holds onto my hips, hilting his throbbing cock deep inside of me.\n\nWith my pussy quivering around the cock probing my womb, I feel the man's penis pulse and jerk inside of me, filling me with a warmth that seems to seep into my soul.\n\nUncerimoniously, the man pulls out, I can feel his cum dribbling down the inside of my thigh.\n\nThe man pulls his pants up, already walking away without so much as a glance back at me.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><</if>><<set $CharHP = 1>>\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]\n

Moving closer to the scene, the man looks up, towards me. //What's Aaron doing out here?// Is my first thought.\n\nAaron glances at the mass again, then back to me, motioning for me to come.\n\nThe well dressed woman continues to look down at the pale mass on the ground, a blank look with just a hint of shock in her features. Its a look that I came to associate with people who had seen something horrible, and their mind is still trying to make sense of it. \n\n//Good luck with that.// I think darkly.\n\nA moment later, when I can see the shape better, it becomes gut wrenchingly obvious that the mass isn't just another dead fish, or some other bit of sea life, but is instead a pale and naked female body.\n\nMy mind instantly shifts gear, my eyes taking in everything in the immediate area, "Both of you should step back from the body, and don't touch anything." //Why does it feel like I'm suddenly back in my element after leaving the force?//\n\n//She was young, maybe in her mid twenties.// I think, //Dark hair, but it covers her face, obscuring who she might have been. Looks like a dislocated shoulder from the way her arm is twisted to one side. She was in good shape, athletic, . . . // I pause, my attention locked on her ankle, //An old scar, and a nasty one at that. Might be something that can help identify who she was.// \n\nMy eyes never leaving the body, I add, "Stay close, I'd like to ask you both some questions once I've had a chance to examine the body," My voice is firm and focused.\n\nSeveral paces away from the body, I pause, my eyes carefully going over every inch of the area surrounding the body for anything that seems out of place. All I see are jagged rocks and bits of drift wood.\n\nIt takes me several minutes to walk around the body, looking for anything that might explain how, or when, the body might have come to rest among the rocks of Wanton Cove's shore.\n\n[[Move closer for a better look.]]\n[[Question the woman.]]\n[[Question Aaron.]]\nor\n[[Finish up and move on.|B1Exit]]\n\n

<<set $Day += 1>>//I find myself standing, naked, on the rocky shore of Wanton Cove. The cold, damp air leaving me feeling chilled to the bone.\n\nI know that I need to return to my room, find some clothes, and get warm.\n\nMy bare feet pad across the shore and onto the street that runs through the core of Wanton Cove. My feet slap wetly against the cold street, splashing in puddles that I find myself unable to step around.\n\nUp ahead, the Barmaid's Daughter seems impossibly far away, it's windows dim points of light in a gloomy grey world. \n\nThere are sounds all around me, the ravings of madmen and wails of anguish bound together in a uncompromisable drone that is impossible to understand, though I know in understanding, I would find salvation.\n\nI push forward, refusing to look to either side, knowing that there are horrors all around and to look on them would draw their attention.\n\nThe Barmaid's Daughter is closer now, though I feel I've traveled towards the tavern for hours.\n\nI see something in a window on the second story, my room. I see a silhouette, a feminine form standing in the room, it's head tilted. I know that she is looking down on my sleeping form.//\n\nThis is only a dream. I can't be in two places at once. I'm asleep in that bed, so I can't be here in the street.\n\n//Around the feminine form, I can see a half dozen or more tentacles reaching out towards where I am sleeping.\n\nFrom the street, I scream at myself to wake up, trying to rouse myself from my slumber, but no matter how hard I try to cry out, no sound escapes my mouth.//\n\nMy eyes snap open, my heart pounding in my chest. I sit up shakily, becoming aware of how my sweat slick body sticks to the sheets of the bed.\n\nI breathe deeply, trying to calm myself. When I glance out the small window nearby, I see that the grey sky has just started to brighten with the coming day.\n\n<<set $CharHP = 10>><<set $Research to 0>><<if $Taint gte 100>><<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 75>><<set $Taint += 4>><<elseif $Taint gte 50>><<set $Taint += 3>><<elseif $Taint gte 25>><<set $Taint += 2>>\n<<elseif $Taint gte 1>><<set $Taint += 1>><</if>>\n[[Your room.]]

<<if $CobbIntimidate is "Played">><<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerIntimidation) gte 12>><<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawl) gte 13>>I quickly step into his swing, catching his wrist with one hand and driving my fist into his belly with the other. The piece of wood falls from his hands.\n\nShoving him, I push him solidly against the side of the nearest house, "Want to tell me what that was about?" I ask, my tone angry.\n\n"Fuck you," He hisses, then spits in my face.\n\nThe moment I move to wipe the spittle away, Cobb suddenly thrashes wildly, freeing himself from my grasp and starting to run as fast as his feet can carry him.\n\nI take off running after him, but the man is //fast//, quickly out pacing me.\n\nWeaving around buildings, its not long before I loose track of him.\n\nCursing under my breath, I look around for any further sign of him, but come up empty.\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawl) gte 9>>He swings in a downward arc, but I'm just barely quicker. The piece of wood snags my jacket but does not hurt me.\n\nBackpeddaling, I quickly move out of his reach, my hand instinctively reaching for my .38 Special.\n\n"You need to leave this place," He says, holding the stick out in front of himself as if that somehow makes his point, extending it towards me, "Just leave."\n\nFor several seconds, he glares angrily at me, as if prepared to make some further point, then he drops the stick and starts to run away.\n\n//What the hell was that?// I wonder, for a moment thinking about trying to catch him, but then deciding against it.\n\n<<else>>He swings in a downward arc, the piece of wood catching me in the shoulder with enough force to knock me sprawling to the ground. \n\nWhen I look up, its just in time for him to hit me in the ribs with his stick.\n\nAfter a few seconds of not being hit again, I cautiously glance past my arm. \n\nHe's standing beside the building he had originally rushed me from, "You dont have a fucking clue what you've gotten yourself into," He hisses angrily, then throws down the stick and vanishes behind the building.\n\nBy the time I get to my feet, realizing that I dont have any serious injuries, he's long gone.\n\n<</if>><<else>><<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawl) gte 13>>I quickly step into his swing, catching his wrist with one hand and driving my fist into his belly with the other. The piece of wood falls from his hands.\n\nShoving him, I push him solidly against the side of the nearest house, "Want to tell me what that was about?" I ask, my tone angry.\n\n"You're in over your head, you're messing with things you dont understand," He hisses.\n\nI loosen my grip on him, and in that moment, he jerks hard to one side, freeing himself from my grip and starting to run.\n\nI take off running after him, but the man is //fast//, quickly out pacing me.\n\nWeaving around buildings, its not long before I loose track of him.\n\nCursing under my breath, I look around for any further sign of him, but come up empty.\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawl) gte 9>>He swings in a downward arc, but I'm just barely quicker. The piece of wood snags my jacket but does not hurt me.\n\nBackpeddaling, I quickly move out of his reach, my hand instinctively reaching for my .38 Special.\n\n"I really dont want to hurt you, but you //really// need to leave this place," He says, holding the stick out in front of himself as if that somehow makes his point, extending it towards me, "Just leave."\n\nFor several seconds, he glares angrily at me, as if prepared to make some further point, then he drops the stick and starts to run away.\n\n//What the hell was that?// I wonder, for a moment thinking about trying to catch him, but then deciding against it.\n\n<<else>>He swings in a downward arc, the piece of wood catching me in the shoulder with enough force to knock me sprawling to the ground. \n\nShielding myself as best I can, I see him standing over me, stick still raised above his head as if prepared to blugeon me into submission.\n\n"Whoa, cant we talk about this?" I ask cautiously.\n\n"Talk? Like you did on the docks the other day? Fuck you," He throws the stick at me, then starts to walk away.\n\nPart of me wants to rush after him, but the ache in my shoulder tempers my response. By the time I'm back on my feet, Cobb is already gone.<</if>><</if>><</if>><<if $CobbStreetwise is "Played">>"Hey," I say softly in greeting.\n\nCobb's eyes flicker around, as if he thinks we are being watched, "Man, you've kicked up a hornet's nest around here," The old sailor says, a slight tremor in his voice, "You should have got right back on that boat and left, like I told you." \n\nHis head jerks to one side, as if he sees something. Following his gaze, I see nothing of interest in that direction and turn my attention back to him. His bloodshot eyes have already returned to me, "I'm just here looking for someone. Tom, the son of a friend of mine. I find him and I'll be on my way."\n\nCobb seems to deflate a little, "Don't say I didn't warn you," He starts to reach out, as if to reassure me, but then stops, shying away from me, "If you wont listen to reason, then there's nothing I can do for you. Stay the fuck away from me, I don't want to be pulled into whatever you stir up."\n\nThe cold finality of his tone makes me pause, uncertain of how to respond.\n\nI watch as he turns and starts to walk away, between the houses. \n\n<</if>>[[Continue.|Nice part of town.]]<<set $CobbIntimidate to "Duncel">><<set $CobbStreetwise to "Duncel">>

Unable to think of a better way to approach the conversation, I come straight out an ask, "My chest hurts and my cock is shrinking," I nearly choke on the words as I say them.\n\nNadia maintains her friendly expression for all of about half a second before bursting out laughing, "Ah!" She starts when she can finally breathe again, "If you aren't a crisp fresh ocean breeze on a muggy day!" \n\nHer smile seems to light up her face, but over the next few seconds, something sad seems to creep into her eyes, "Not sure exactly what causes it," She starts, her tone soft, almost conspiratorial, "But this town, or maybe this island, seems to change people." \n\n<<set $random to random(1,5)>><<if $random is 1>>Nadia's eyes flicker to the door just before I hear it open. I step to the side as Nadia begins to speak to the newcomer. After a few minutes, the newcomer buys a few small items, then exits the store.\n\nI see Nadia take a deep breath, "Lot of people in town act strange about things like this, be careful who you talk to about this kind of stuff."\n\nShe glances at the door again, as if making sure the store is still empty except for the two of us, "As I said, I dont really know much, but I do know that people who ask too many questions aroung here have a tendancy to go missing," She grimaces, "Or end up experiencing the kind of thing you're going through."\n\nWith a little shrug, "I'm sorry I can't tell you more than that."\n\n<<else>>"And it seems more inclined to change people who are nosy,' She gives a sympathetic look, "I try to keep my nose out of everyone's business, know what I mean?"\n\nContinuing, she glances toward the door, as if making sure no one has entered, "Lot of people in town act strangely about this kind of thing, downright hostile at times. Most people who start asking around very much find themselves changed, others go missing."\n\nTaking a deep breath, "Be careful who you talk to about this kind of thing. I dont know much, and I'd like to keep it that way."\n\nWith a little shrug, "I'm sorry I can't be of more help than that."\n\n<</if>>[[Visit with Nadia for a minute.]]\n\n[[Ask about Tom.]]<<if $Jackobson is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon]]<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 2>>\n\n[[You dont know where Mr Jackobson got off to, do you?]]<</if>>\n\n[[Buy something.|See her wares.]]\n\nor \n\n[[Return to looking around the store.|General Store]]

Self conscious of the changes I have been experiencing since arriving in Wanton Cove, I'm hesitant to enter the room. \n\nMy little cock throbs in my pants, my arousal unusually high as I look at the couple.\n\n//I'm not sure that I should. I need to find Tom and leave this place.// I think uncertainly.\n\n"Come on," The man says, "I don't bite, and she only does if you ask nicely." He jokes.\n\nMy hand strays to the front of my pants, adjusting my erection to make it more comfortable, //Maybe I'll just stay for a few minutes?//\n\n\n[[Nevermind.|Decline the offer.]]\n[[Make her suck my cock.]]\n[[Eat her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her ass.]]\n[[Sixty-nine her.]]\n<<if $Depravity gte 10>>[[Suck her juices off his cock.|ReluctantSuck]]<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter = random(0, 2)>>\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>

<<back>>\n\nChangelog .70\n-The usual bug, spelling, and grammar fixes.\n-Random events added to the Cathedral.\n-New entries in Case notes.\n-New Dialogue added for Mr Morichi.\n-Introduced a new NPC (Assuming you have high enough Etiquette skill to open the content that allows you to meet her.)\n-One new erotic scene.\n-Dream Sequence for day four.\n-New endings related to Mutation. Granted, this can not yet be reached through regular play. Temporarily added a cheat option for non-Patrons so you can explore this content. This option will be gone come the next build.\n-Added about 8k words of new content. Bringing the word count up to about 154k.\n\n\nChangelog .67\n-The usual bug, spelling, and grammar fixes.\n-Added some some detail to the Cathedral from a couple of builds ago, as well as opened up a new path around the island.\n-Added some dialogue options for Mr Morichi.\n-One new erotic scene.\n-New scene in town.\n-Added about 8k words of new content, bringing the total word count up to about 146k.\n\n\nChangelog .64\n-The usual bug spelling and grammar fixes.\n-Added Two new scenes for day 4 as well as some followup content.\n-One of the new scenes is combat oriented and is a unique combat scene. This scene has three different loss scenarios based on your current taint level and is not repeatable without the debug tools specific to the cheat menu version of the game. This scene also introduces the beginnings of a second transformation to the game. The full TF has been writting (Lacking the ending related to it) and coded into the game, though most of it is currently unreachable without the cheat mechanic.\n-Added about 11k words of content to the game, taking it to more than 138k words of total content in the game at this time.\n\nChangelog .60\n-The usual bug, spelling, and grammar fixes. Including a major rework of the threesome scene at the inn above the Barmaid's Daughter. About 1k words of new content added to the threesome between all the paths to reflect your current physical characteristics.\n-Added two new locations, one of which has content beyond a simple description.\n-Two new NPCs have been introduced. One of which has some content.\n-New item added to the store in town. Becomes available after visiting a certain location in the game on the third day.\n-Followup scenes for those who missed the body on the waterfront on day 2.\n-Night three dream sequence written.\n-New depravity event can trigger in the bad part of town. Very rare.\n-Added about 10k words of new content total, bringing the grand total up to more than 127k words of total content.\n-Patrons who pledged $10 or more have been added to the "Special Thanks" section of the game. You guys are awesome, and you have no idea how much your support means, or how much it helps. Thank you.\n\nChangelog .56\n-Your usual bug, spelling, and grammar fixes.\n-New conversation options for several NPCs.\n-New "Leatherbound Tome" entires.\n-New naughtyness for fully female characters.\n-Added about 7k words of new content total, bringing the game to a grand total of about 117k words of total content.\n\nChangelog .53\n-Your usual bug, spelling, and grammar fixes.\n-First of the Day 3 content has been added to the game. (Hang out in a basement, read a creepy book, get hit with a stick, have some laughs, . . . . )\n-New dialogue option(s) added to some NPCs.\n-Added about 7k words of new content total, bringing the game to a grand total of about 110k words of content total.\n\nChangelog: .50\n-The usual spelling and grammar fixes.\n-Fixed a bug that was keeping Nadia unsexable.\n-Some small cosmetic changes.\n-New items button in the sidebar instead of needing to reference the "you" button. Should serve to make use and reference of items more instinctive.\n-Major update to the content in the sidebar.\n-"Wanton Cove History Book" now has readable content.\n-The remainder of the Day 2 content has been added. (Some followup still needed among NPCs)\n-About 8k words of new content total, bringing the game to a grand total of about 103k words of content.\n\nChangelog .45\n-The usual bug, spelling, and grammar fixes.\n-Added naughty endings for combat to replace lethal ones. This affects the Waterfront, Forest, Street, and Slum areas.\n-Bath scenes have been added for all taint levels.\n-A TON of mechanical rework in order to streamline the code/make the code easier to work with/make the game run a little smoother, that should save me a bit of time in the long run.\n\nChangelog: .40\n-The usual bug, spelling and grammar fixes.\n-Combat added to Main Street (Three variants)\n-Combat added to Trail (Three variants)\n-New event for Tanya for characters who have talked with Phil about Tom.\n-Five new random scenes for your Room, one of those is HUGE with more than forty different ways it can play out depending on choices made. (Basically, I felt the need to write a little porn for a change.)\n-Increased chance of events when going to your room.\n\n\nChangelog: .30\n-Combat engine built, debugged, gebugged again, and finally got it working correctly.\n-Combat added to Waterfront.\n-Combat added to Tavern.\n-Combat added to Slum.\n-Cabin in the Woods location Added to the game.\n-Ms Sherwood's home Added to the game.\n-First Aid Kit added to the General Store.\n-First Aid Kit made usable from Inventory.\n-First Aid Kit made usable in Combat.\n-Major rework to NPC menus.\n-Recluse NPC Added to game.\n-Ms Sherwood Added to her home.\n-New character to sex up, with two new scenes, one of which has three (Minor) variants.\n-Major rework to random encounters to make taint events to trigger at the time of goo events instead of the next time they navigate to a different location.\n-Major rework to Case Notes section, including updates and cleaning things up a bit. Every person introduced in the game should now appear in the case notes now.\n-Fixed multiple minor bugs, spelling errors, grammar errors, and other minor improvements.\n-No more scene teleportation when navigating from location to location.\n-Trail, Shipbuilder's Shack, and Bluff are no longer accessable on the first day.\n-Tanya received major rework, including two new intro scenes depending on when you talk to her and what you have done up to that point.\n-Default name added to main character make it less likely that you can accidentally leave it blank when starting the game\n-Can no longer go straight back to bed after sleeping the first night.\n-Can no longer buy yourself into debt at the general store.\n-New Font added to the game. I felt it gave the text more flavor. Let me know if you guys don't like it, I can change it back.\n-Tried several different backgrounds for the game. Wasn't happy with any of them. This idea has been put on the back burner, until a suitable background can be located.\n-Reworked some taint/sex scenes to better reflect the character's description.\n-Special thanks to Rfpnj and Sensate for grinding their way through about a dozen test releases. Without all their hard work, this update would still be a long way out, and it would be buggy as hell.\n-60K words of content, 10k more than the previous release.\n-Most recent Test Build: Test .25n\n\n<<back>>

<<if $Taint lte 49>>I'm only a step past the threshold when a sudden movement draws my attention to a window to my right. For a split second, I think I see a shape behind the stained glass, but even as I look, the pale shadow fades from view.\n\nFeeling uneasy, my gaze lingers on the stained glass window for several more seconds before I turn my attention to [[the interior of the Church.|stepping carefully inside.]]<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>Barely over the door's threshold, I see an all too familiar, feminine shape behind one of the stained glass windows lining the side of the Church.\n\n//Shagth, larlay'eh, larish uch'uuh Zal'chaas?// The feminine voice purrs in the back of my mind.\n\n"I'm not ready yet," I answer. Shivering, goosebumps rising on my arms as I realize I just answered a voice I could not understand.\n\n//What the Hell is wrong with me.// I think, fear welling up inside me like blood from a fresh cut.\n\nThe shape behind the glass tilts its head to one side, something about the movement making her look pleased. Dark shadows seem to reach forward, enveloping her form in tentacles of darkness before fading from view.\n\nMy hand almost strays to my crotch before I manage to stop myself. I shudder as I feel something brush against my crotch, driving my sudden arousal higher. I barely stifle a moan, then the feeling is past. \n\nShaken to my core, I watch the window for several more minutes, unsure if I'm more afraid of her return, or more afraid that she wont.\n\nSwallowing hard, I turn my attention to the [[interior of the Church.|stepping carefully inside.]]<</if>>

No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to pull my eyes off of the man's cock, his length glistening with the woman's juices.\n\nTaking a couple of steps towards him, I fall to my knees right in front of him.\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>I feel a thrill run through me, part excitement, part fear, and part revulsion at what I find myself wanting to do. Seeing the look on my face, the man merely smiles down at me, pointing his cock straight towards me.\n\nI lean forward, giving the tip a tentative lick, //I can taste her pussy,// I think as the flavor hits my tongue. I give a second, longer lick, letting my tongue linger this time, //Maybe this isn't so bad,// I think as my arousal rapidly increases.<<elseif $Depravity gte 6>>I can't help but feel a thrill of excitement, my pussy dampening perceptibly as I lean forward, giving the tip of his cock a tentative lick.\n\n//That tastes nice,// The thought crosses my mind of its own accord. I shudder, and I'm not sure if its because of the person I've become since arriving in Wanton Cove, or if its in arousal.\n\nI let my lips close around the crown of his cock, the ridge around its head just barely outside of my mouth as my tongue twirls slowly around the pulbious purple head of his penis.\n\nClosing my eyes, I savor the texture of the man's precum against my tongue for several long seconds, the tip of my tongue lingering at the little slit at the tip of his cock. <</if>>\n\nImpatient at my timid approach, the man grabs hold of my head, forcing me down on his cock. Mercifully, he stops half in my mouth, my lips stretched wide over his large cock, before I can gag on his considerable length.\n\nI try to pull back, but the man's grip tightens, refusing my retreat. My eyes widen as he begins to fuck my mouth, never thrusting quite hard enough to make me gag.\n\nIn spite of myself, I find myself enjoying the man's rough treatment. My tongue instinctively twirling around his shaft.\n\n"Oh god, with a little practice you could be a real pro at this," The man says in clear approval.\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>A hint of a smile touches my lips before I can suppress it, "I'm going to cum," The man groans, thrusting his cock down my throat. I can feel his big cock throb and swell in my throat, a moment later, I feel warmth gushing down my throat and into my belly. My eyes widen in surprise as I realize that he's cumming down my throat.\n\nWith a satisfied groan, the man pulls his cock out, leaving me gasping for breath, his last trickle of cum coating my tongue with his salty, slimy seed.\n<<elseif $Depravity gte 6>>A hint of a smile touches my lips before I can suppress it, "I'm going to cum," The man groans, thrusting his cock down my throat. I can feel his big cock throb and swell in my throat, a moment later, I feel warmth gushing down my throat and into my belly. My eyes widen in surprise as I sputter, the man's seed quickly overflowing my mouth as he pulls out, spraying an astonishing amount of cum on my tongue, lips, and face. <</if>>\n\nThe man grinned down at me, his smile a hint unkind. "You'll make a good little slut," He growls.\n\nPutting the odd comment aside, I wipe my mouth. My eyes flicker to the woman, who watched the whole scene with an amused smile on her lips.\n\nTurning away from both of them, I quickly exit the room.\n\nA minute later, [[I find myself back in my own room.|Your room.]]\n\n<<set $Depravity += 1>><<set $Taint += 3>>\n

My pulse pounding in my ears, I face the the inhuman //thing// before me.\n\n/%Player's actions%/\n<<if $playerAction is "gun">>\s\n <<if $Ammo gte 1>>/%Assuming enemies have an ammunition count as well. If not, "$ammo" would be shorter%/\s\n <<set $Hit = $PlayerFirearms + random(1,15)>>\s\n <<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t <<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n <<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>/%You didn't specify the damage formula, so I'm using this. =^-^=%/\s\n <<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\tThe abomonation is still on its feet. <<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tThe abomonation falls to the ground, dead.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\tYou have no ammo!\n <</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "fists">>\s\n\tYou throw a punch at the creature.\n\t<<set $Hit = $PlayerBrawling + random(1,15)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the creature! \s\n\t\t<<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tThe abomonation is still on their feet.\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tThe abomonation falls to the ground, dead.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "use">>\nWorking quickly with your First Aid Kit, you tend the worst of your wounds.\n<<elseif $Flee is "true">> You turn to run.\n<</if>>\s\n\n/%Enemy's actions%/\n<<if $enemyHP gte 3>>\n\t<<if $enemyWeapon is "gun">>\s\n\tThe enemy fires their gun!\n\t\t<<if $Ammo gte 1>>\s\n\t\t<<set $Hit = $enemyFirearms + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t\t<<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the creature! \s\n\t\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\t\tYou're injured by the creature's attack.\n\t\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|HybridLoss]]\n\t\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tThe abomonation's attack misses.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t//Click!// The gun wasn't loaded!\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "knife">>\s\n\tThe creature slashes at you with their knife.\n <<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,4)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the creature! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tThe creature's knife cuts you painfully!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|HybridLoss]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tThe creature's attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "fists">>\s\n\tThe abomonation throws a punch.\n\t<<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(2, 3)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the creature! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou take the hit, but you're not down yet!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|HybridLoss]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tThe creature missed!\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<</if>>\n<<elseif $enemyHP lte 2 and $enemyHP gt 0>>\nThe abomonation attempts to flee!\n<<set $enemyFlee = random(1,15)>>\n\t<<if $enemyFlee gte ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence)>>\n\tThe creature disappears into the night.<<set $EnemyFlee to "true">>\n\t<<else>>\n\tThe abomonation fails to escape you.\n\t<</if>>\n<</if>>\n/%Player's next action%/\nYou currently have HP: <<print $CharHP>>\n\n<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\n\t<<if $Flee is "true">>Out maneuvering the creature, you [[flee from your attacker.|Run down part of town.][$Flee to "false"]]\n\t<<elseif $EnemyFlee is "true">>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|Hybrid1]]\n\t<<elseif $enemyHP lte 0>>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|Hybrid1]]\n\t<<else>>\n\tChoose your next action: [[Punch the creature.|I prepare to defend myself.][$playerAction = "fists"]]\s\n\t[[Shoot it|I prepare to defend myself.][$playerAction = "gun"]]\n\tFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|I prepare to defend myself.][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|I prepare to defend myself.][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|I prepare to defend myself.][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|I prepare to defend myself.][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|I prepare to defend myself.][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <</if>><</if>>\n\t[[Flee from him|I prepare to defend myself.][$Flee to "true"; $playerAction = "flee"]]\n\t<</if>>\n<<else>>\n<</if>>

The last of my clothes discarded on the floor, I lay on the bed, my pussy aching with need. I don't have to\n\nI don't have to say a word. With a lewd grin, she moves to stradle me, the fingers of one of her hands part the wet folds of my pussy a second before her own pussy is positioned above my face.\n\nWith a smile, I lick her pussy, a second later, I feel her tongue slide lightly across my slit. I shudder in pleasure. A second lick parts the lips of my pussy and flick lightly across my clit. \n\nA little moan escapes her lips when my own tongue glides over her clit. She pauses with her lips against my pussy, her moan vibrating plesantly against my sensitive flesh. Taking her reaction as encouragement, I focus my attention on her clit, licking and sucking at her erect bud. \n\nWith her lips against my pussy, I feel her tongue slide against my opening, squirming as her tongue begins to work its way into my hole. <<if $Cherry is "True">>Her tongue worms deeper inside of me, the sensation completely alien to me. I tense suddenly as I feel a sudden discomfort when her tongue puts pressure on something inside of me.\n\nAs suddenly as I tense, she stops, lingering at that place inside of me before backing off of me.\n\n//Did she just press her tongue against my hymen?// I barely have time to realize how close I just came to having my cherry popped by this woman when she starts lapping eagerly at my pussy, sending me into a state of bliss that leaves me unable to focus on anything by my own pleasure <<else>>Feeling her tongue work its way deep inside of me, I can't help but moan softly.\n\nTaking my reaction as encouragement, she begins to eagerly tongue fuck my dripping pussy.\n\nAll I can do is lay there on the bed, my eyes closed as I'm nearly overcome by my own pleasure. <</if>>\n\nWhen I finally start to regain my focus, I return my attention to her clit.\n\nA few seconds later, I feel the bed shift, but I pay little mind to it, my attention focused on the taste of her pussy and the feel of her tongue working its magic on my cunt.\n\nSomething slides past my nose, my eyes focusing on something directly in front of my face. \n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>A mixture of surprise and revulsion cross my features as I see the man's cock before my face, lining up with the woman's cunt and sliding inside.\n\nFrom my position beneath the woman, there's no escape for me. For several seconds, I watch, feeling a hint of arousal, as I see his cock gliding in and out of the pussy I had been licking just seconds before, his low hanging balls swinging only inches above my face. \n\nClosing my eyes, I try to ignore the fact that the man is fucking the woman doggy style so close to my face, instead focusing on the sensations of the womans moans as her lips press firmly against the lips of my pussy.\n\nHer tongue works faster and faster, my own orgasm approaching rapidly.\n\nFrom the sound of the couple's fucking, mere inches from my face, I can tell that the man is nearing his own climax.\n\nI tense, the woman pressing her face tightly against my pussy just a second before I start to loose control. My pussy floods with my juices, spilling out around her lips to soak her face. At the same time, the man above me slams balls deep inside of the woman's cunt. I can see his balls pull up tight in his sack, his muscles clenching rhythmically as he fills her pussy with his cum.\n\nAfter several seconds, he pulls out suddenly, some of his cum dribbling out in his wake to spatter my face with his seed.\n\nThe woman remains on top of me for several more seconds, leaving me unable to wipe the man's cum from my face. When she finally does move, I quickly wipe his seed from my face, while he lets out a soft chuckle.<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>Looking up, I'm surprised to see the man's cock mere inches from my face. I see him line himself up with her cunt, sliding inside in a single motion.\n\nFrom my position beneath the woman, I couldn't escape the situation even if I wanted to, not that I minded the view. I feel my pussy quiver against the woman's mouth as I watch, fascinated, as I see the man's cock sliding in and out of her well lubed pussy like a piston, his balls swinging inches from my face.\n\nReaching up, I rub the woman's clit, my eyes locked on the place where the man's cock keeps vanishing into the woman's cunt. I can't help but smile at the exquisite view before me,\n\nIts not long before I can feel my orgasm approaching. At almost the same time, the man slams deep inside of the woman on top of me. I can see his balls pull up tight, muscles clenching rhythmically as he fills her pussy with his cum. The sight is enough to push me over the edge, my pussy floods with my juices, spilling out around her lips to soak her face.\n\nWhen the man pulls out, a gob of his cum slides from her pussy in his wake, striking me across the cheek and lips as it falls from her pussy. \n\nSurprised, I keep my mouth closed until the woman moves off of me. The moment I can reach my face, I wipe the man's seed from my lips.<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>Looking up, I'm plesantly surprised to see the man sliding his cock into the woman's cunt, his balls brushing over my nose as he sinks his length into her. Leaning forward, I lick the woman's pussy, right where his cock meets the woman's pussy. I can feel the man's shaft sliding along my tongue as I lick at her pussy.\n\nMy pussy aches with need, as the woman's talented tongue coaxes me closer and closer to orgasm. \n\nIts only moments before the woman tenses up above me, a powerful orgasm coursing through her body. At the same time, the man quickly pulls out of the woman's pussy, his cum spraying my face as his cock twitches above me. When he nudges forward, I find my lips wrapping around the crown of his cock, suckling at it for the last couple drops of cum within. \n\nAfter a couple of seconds, the man pulls back, his balls brushing over my forehead as his cock slips free of my mouth. Seeing the cock poised over my face erodes my last bit of resistance, my body tremble in pleasure as I begin to cum, my juices flooding into the woman's mouth.\n\nI can't help but grin as the three of us disentangle ourselves. <</if>> \n\nQuickly redressing myself, [[I retreat to my own room.|Your room.]]\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>>

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>Near one of the warehouses, I can see someone standing in the shadows, watching me. \n\nI pause, my hand reaching for my .38 Special, its presence bringine me a sense of comfort. Almost as soon as I do so, the figure moves, his stride and demeanor setting off alarms in the back of my mind. \n\nThe man is almost to me by the time my .38 Special clears its holster.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>On the docks, I see a figure looking at me. I can't tell if its a man or a woman, but the anger coming off of the figure is almost a physical thing.\n\nMy hand reaches for my .38 Special at almost the exact moment that I see a smile touch the figure's lips.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I hear a boot strike the wooden dock just outside of my pariphial vision. \n\nInstinct kicks in, I take a half step to the side as I turn towards the sound, my hand finding my .38 Special with practiced ease.\n\nMy .38 Special clears its holster as the figure rushes me.\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>[[fight]]\n\n<<silently>>\n<<set $playerAction to "duncel">>\n<<set $EnemyFlee to "False">>\n<<set $enemyBrawl = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyFirearms = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyDefense = random(2,15)>>\n<<set $enemyHP = random(3,5)>>\n<<set $weaponChance = random(1,100)>>\n<<if $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $enemyWeapon = "gun">>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 30>><<set $enemyWeapon = "knife">>\n<<else>><<set $enemyWeapon = "fists">><</if>><<if $weaponChance lte 3>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,2)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,6)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 25>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 26>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 40>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 75>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 90>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 99>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,5)>><<else>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,50)>><</if>><</silently>> \s

<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>Glancing around the room, I find a piece of cloth large enough to wrap the book in. Its not a perfect way to transport the book, but it will keep most of the weather off of it.\n\n//I'll have to work on translating this when I have a moment. Not sure if it has anything to do with the pastor's death, but it never hurts to follow all of your leads.// I think as I tuck the book beneath my heavy coat.\n\nWith one last glance around the room, I turn back to the ladder and climb back up to the Church.\n\n<<else>>With one last glance around the room, I turn back to the ladder and climb back up to the Church.\n\n<</if>><<churchlink "Church.">>\n

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>Raising my hand, I knock on the old wooden door. The dirty white paint where I hit the door seems to flake off onto my knuckles. \n\nThe sound of my knocking is loud and crisp in the cool, damp air.\n\nFor almost a minute, I wait, listening. Soft groans can be heard from the mansion, like a sleeping giant that I might somehow rouse from its slumber. But it quickly becomes obvious that no one is coming to answer the door.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I raise my hand, using my knuckles to knock on the old wooden door. The sound that is caused is loud and hollow, echoing through the mansion and heard clearly against the backdrop of waves breaking against the rocky shore below.\n\nWaiting for several seconds, I can hear soft creaking sounds from the mansion, though I'm unable to determine if its the sound of someone moving around inside of the house, or if its merely the sound of the old mansion protesting as it settles in the damp earth.\n\nI stand there a little longer in the hopes that someone might naswer the door, but eventually decide my time might be better spent by coming back at a later time.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>The sound of my knuckles rapping against the old wooden door is like the distant clap of gunfire in the cool air. \n\nAlmost immediately, I can hear what sounds like footsteps from inside the mansion, and I glance to the side just in time to see a curtain shift slightly.\n\nTaking half a step back from the door for a better look at the window I had seen the curtain move inside of, I wait expectantly.\n\nThe seconds tick on, stretching into minutes. Stepping towards the door again, I knock a second time, but this time I can hear nothing from inside, //Guess they dont want visitors.// I scowl, making mental note to come back at another time.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\n[[Step off the porch.|Bluff]]

For a brief moment, there is a small break in the clouds overhead, a ray of sunshine illuminating the area where I'm standing.\n\nMy eyes turn upward in the hopes of catching sight of the sun for the first time since arriving in Wanton Cove, but by the time I can look up, the clouds above me have already closed over the sun like a snuffer draped over a candle to put it out.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]

Standing on the bluff overlooking the ocean, I glance down at the calm waters below. \n\nThe water moves gently, barely a rise and fall among the jagged rocks. But more troubling still is the way the wispy tendrils of fog that seems to reach towards the cliffs. \n\nFor more than a minute, I watch as the fog seems to reach towards me, just a little closer with every little rise of the water. An unexpected wave comes in through the rocks, crashing against the cliff face in a spray of salty water. The wave shifts and breaks the tendrils of fog, causing them to drift back down the cliff.\n\nAs the last signs of the wave vanishes amongst the shifting water among the rocks, the fog seems to recede from the cliff face.\n\nUncomfortable, [[I step back from the cliff's edge.|Bluff]]

A faint smile touches my lips as I step into the room, closing the door behind myself.\n\n//This looks like this could be fun,// I think, my footsteps taking me towrads the bed. In my pants, I can feel my cock growing to full hardness.\n\nReaching for my belt, I begin to unclasp it. Both the man and the woman eagerly watch my movements.\n\n[[Make her suck my cock.]]\n[[Eat her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her ass.]]\n[[Sixty-nine her.]]\n<<if $Depravity gte 10>>[[Suck her juices off his cock.]]<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter = random(0, 2)>>\n<<if $Depravity lte 8>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>

<<if $SherwoodSex is "Not Played">><<if $Taint lte 30>>"Are you ok over there? It looks like you might have an itch that needs scratching," I ask softly.\n\nHer eyes snap up from my crotch, her blush deepening, "I, . . us, . . . should be," She stammers.\n\n"Its ok," I assure her. The way her hands are both shoved between her legs protectively only serves to make my cock harden.\n\nHer eyes wide, they return to my crotch, a mild tremor in her voice as she speaks, " I-I'm a virgin."\n\nThe admission takes me back a little, it takes me a second to regather my thoughts, "I think I can help you out without changing that," I say with my most reassuring smile I can manage.\n\nMs Sherwood's eyes flicker to her Bible, then back to me. Looking ashamed, she turns her eyes away from me and moves her hands away from her crotch.\n\nShe trembles as I touch the hem of her skirt, lifting it enough to slip my arm underneath as I kneel on the floor in front of her.\n\nA shuddering moan makes it past her lips as my hand slides up the inside of her thigh. \n\nWhen she tenses up, I slow my advance significantly, instead allowing my hand to lightly rub little circles on the inside of her thigh. Each circle I rub becomes slightly larger than the last, allowing me to make slow but steady progress towards her fragrant pussy.\n\nEnjoying the caresses, she eventually begins to relax a little, the little moans that escape her lips are a testament to the pleasure she is experiencing.\n\nWhen my fingertips first brush her panties, she lets out a startled moan, tensing a moment after her hips buck involuntarily.\n\nI let my hand remain against her panties, my thumb pressed lightly against her slit through the material until she begins to relax again. Her panties feel wet against my fingers.\n\n"I-I'm not sure thi-" She cuts off as I slide my thumb along her slit, distracting her from her train of thought.\n\nIts only a few seconds before Ms Sherwood begins to move against my hand, her hips moving in time with my thumb sliding up and down her panty covered slit.\n\nThis continues for a couple of minutes before her hands grasp my wrists in a vice like grip, her body shuddering in orgasm as she fights to suppress her cries of pleaure.\n\nWhen she finally starts to relax again, I lean forward, my head under the skirt of her dress. Ms Sherwood lets out a startled cry as I pull her panties to the side, my lips coming in contact with her bare slit as I taste her sex.\n\nHer hands grip the back of my head suddenly, though I'm unsure if even she knows if its to hold me where I am, or to try pulling my head away.\n\nMy tongue darts out, sliding easily along her glistening slit before flicking her clit.\n\nHer moan, part whimper, half cry of pleasure, is all the encouragement I need. I begin to lap at her sex with my tongue, pressing hard enough to part her netherlips as I drink her flowing juices.\n\nFor a moment, I consider plunging my tongue deep into her hole, but her admition to being a virgin restrains me. Regardless, its not long before her body tenses once more, a second, more powerful orgasm coursing through her body.\n\nWhen I slip from beneath her skirts, she's breathing heavily. One hand rests lightly on her bosum, while the other holds the arm of her chair in a firm grip.\n\nHesitantly, she looks me in the eye, "I never," She stops for a second, then tries again, "I didn't know you," She blushes a little darker, swallowing hard, "Maybe we can do that again some time?" She asks, her voice barely a whisper.\n\n[[Continue.|Talk to Ms. Sherwood][$SherwoodSex to "Played"; $Taint += 1]]<<else>>I start to open my mouth to say something, but stop short, //Maybe this isn't such a good idea.// I think dryly. \n\n//Given the changes I've been experiencing, I should at leat try to focus my attention elsewhere.//\n\n[[Continue.|Talk to Ms. Sherwood]]<</if>><<else>>"Ok," Ms Sherwood replies to my offer with a nervous smile.\n\nShe lifts her skirt slightly, not willing to meet my gaze as I approach, "Just what you did last time, ok?" She implores.\n\n"Sure," I reply, one of my hands sliding under her skirt and sliding slowly towards her crotch. \n\nHer knees part, allowing my hand better access as I near the damp crotch of her panties. \n\nA little shuddering moan escapes her lips as my fingers slide up and down her slit through her panties.\n\nPulling her skirt up a little, I kiss the inside of her thigh, letting my lips trail upwards towards her moist pussy.\n\nCarefully, I pull her panties to the side, my lips lightly brushing over her netherlips. Both of her hands grasp the back of my head firmly, her hips bucking in an effort to draw my lips more firmly against her sex.\n\nWhen my give her exactly what she wants, my tongue gliding between her pussy lips, she moans, shuddering on the verge of orgasm almost before I can begin.\n\nMy tongue has hardly lapped between the sweet folds of her pussy a dozen times before her orgasm crests, her whole body thrashing, her lips pressed firmly together as she attempts to suppress her cries of pasion.\n\nI lap slowly at her juices as she begins to calm, causing her to shudder lightly with every movement of my tongue. \n\nWhen she finally releases her grip on my head, I slide from beneath her skirt. Ms Sherwood looks embarrassed and wont meet my gaze, but at the same time, I can see a hint of satisfaction in her expression.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 54>>As I regain my seat, I can't help but notice the way my cock throbs and strains almost painfully within my pants.\n\n[[Continue.|Talk to Ms. Sherwood][$Taint += 1]]<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>Moving back from her, slipping back into small couch across from Ms Sherwood, I can't help but notice the way my little cock throbbs insistantly, aching to perform a job that its now inadequate to perform.\n\n[[Continue.|Talk to Ms. Sherwood][$Taint += 2]]<<else>>Slippig back into the small couch across from Ms. Sherwood, my own pussy feels sopping wet and throbbing with a desperate need to be filled.\n\nWith a conscious effort, I try to focus my thoughts elsewhere.\n\n[[Continue.|Talk to Ms. Sherwood][$Taint += 3]]<</if>>\n<</if>>

Entering the small, overgrown park, I see someone standing on the other side of the park.\n\nWhen the figure moves, I see a flicker of red hair under their wide brimmed hat. //Tim?//\n\nBefore I consciously make a decision, I'm already in motion, my footsteps taking me rapidly across the small park. As I'm passing the fountain, I see the figure begin to move. For a split second, I get a better look at the figure. The red hair is about shoulder length, and the person's features are much thinner and feminine than Toms.\n\nMy pace slows as I continue across the park, the momentary excitement of finding Tom quickly replaced by disappointment as I realize the figure isn't him.\n\nBy the time I reach the place the figure had been standing, they are long gone. I take a second to search my surroundings, glancing at the muddy holes that the figure's boots had made.\n\nI start to turn back the way I came when I see part of a hand rolled cigarette in a clump of grass nearby. Kneeling, I pick it up. The smell of smoke is still strong from the cigarette, and unlike everything else around me, its still dry to the touch.\n\n//So, our redhead is a smoker.// I file the little bit of information away in my head in case it ever becomes useful.\n\nFlicking the cigarette into the mud at my feet, I drift back into the park.\n\n[[Return my attention to the park.|overgrown park]]

Nadia's General Store has a slight musty smell about it. My boots striking the wooden floor is loud in the otherwise quiet store.\n\nA cursory check of the store reveals that the shelves are stocked with the kind of food and equipment that one would expect of a small store in a meager town like Wanton Cove.\n\nSlowly, I make my way through the store, taking note of what is here in case I have need of anything later.\n\nTowards the back of the store, I come across a large counter-top, an assortment of candies and trinkets on display around an old button operated till. \n\nDirectly behind the till is a middle aged lady. Her flowing brown hair hangs loose down her back. Her dark tanned skin is weathered and leathery. Her brown eyes meet my own, the smile on her lips just barely touching her eyes.\n\nWhen she opens her mouth to speak, I see that she is missing one of her front teeth, "And what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?" She purrs. Leaning over the counter-top, her ample bosom threatening to spill out of her frilly white shirt.\n\n<<if $Nadia is "Played">>[[Talk with Nadia.|Nadia]]<<else>>[[Talk with the shopkeeper.|Nadia]]<</if>>\n\n[[See her wares.]]\n\nLeave the store. <<townlink "Head into the center of town.">>

[[return|$return]]\n[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n\n<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>!Occult Book:\nI found a strange book in the basement of the old abandoned Church. It seems someone was trying to interpret the strange language within. I haven't had a chance to start looking it over in detail yet, but the book seems to be occult in nature.\n\n\n<<endif>><<if $Taint gte 95>>!Taint\nMy body has become completely female at this point. I'm not sure if my physical transformations are complete, or if this is just a step towards something else. The whole experience would have me terrified if it wasn't for the fact that I'm just so //horny.//\n\n\n<<elseif $Taint gte 70>>!Taint\nMore and more it seems my first assumptions were correct. Something on this island is changing me physically. The people around the island either know little about what is going on, or are unwilling to talk to me about it.\n\nMy changes have continued steadily, I have //breasts// now. So sensitive. My manhood is a fraction of its former size. My skin has become fair as a womans, with a voice to match. There's no doubt that I'm either loosing my mind, or I'm somehow transforming into a woman.\n\n\n<<elseif $Taint gte 40>>!Taint\nIt appears that there's something on this island that is causing me to experience some kind of physical changes. My skin has been softening, my chest swelling and becoming sensitive. Even my voice has started to become higher. Most alarming however is how my penis has begun to shrink. If I didn't know it was impossible, I'd say I was becoming female.\n\n\n<<endif>><<if $MotherofLust is "Played">>!Zal'chaas: \nMother of Tainted Lusts. Even thinking the name is enough to leave me awash with a strange mix of trepidation and arousal. The body from my cold case was patterned after her and somehow Wanton Cove is a part of all of this. Only, I don't know how it's all connected yet, and no one in Wanton Cove seems interested in talking about it.\n<<endif>>\n\n\n[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n[[return|$return]]

I look at the old ladder leading down for a second, then focus my attention on the gloom below. \n\nIts difficult to see anything in the hazy darkness below, so I instead descend the ladder. The heavy layer of damp dust on each rung leaves my hands covered in filth, and the ladder only creaks once during my downward climb.\n\nIt takes almost a minute for my eyes to focus enough in the darkness to start picking anything out. I find myself standing in a small room, perhaps twice the size of my room at the Barmaid's Daughter. Two of the walls hold book cases with a wide assortment of musty old books and random trinkets. Along the third wall is a finely crafted desk, seemingly carved of stone. //How'd they even get that down here?// \n\n\n<<if $PastorBook is "Played">>But what my eyes are finally drawn to is leatherbound tome sitting on the desk. Placed precicely, as if someone wanted to paint the perfect picture when the book was found.\n\n<<if ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 10>>//This has to be some kind of language,// <<if $Fountain is "Played">>//its the same style markings as the ones on the fountain in the park//.\n\n<<else>>//but its nothing I'm familiar with.//\n\n<</if>>Carefully opening the book's cover, I leaf through the pages for a few seconds, seeing more of the engravings, along with an occasional sheet of paper with hand written notes. //Someone was trying to translate this book. I should be able to translate the book using the notes.//\n\n<<if $PastorBook is "Played">>But what my eyes are finally drawn to is leatherbound tome sitting on the desk. Placed precicely, as if someone wanted to paint the perfect picture when the book was found.\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 5>>//What are those markings? They're a language of some sort, but I dont think I've ever encountered their like before.// <<if $Fountain is "Played">>//They're similar to the ones on the fountain in the park. A couple of them might even be the same symbols.// \n\n<</if>>Carefully opening the book's cover, I leaf through the pages for a few seconds, seeing more of the engravings, along with an occasional sheet of paper with hand written notes. //Someone was trying to translate this book.//\n\n<<else>>There are several strange engravings on the front of the book that I can see. <<if $Fountain is "Played">>//Those markings look similar to the ones on the fountain in the park//. \n\n<</if>>Carefully opening the book's cover, I leaf through the pages for a few seconds, seeing more of the engravings, along with an occasional sheet of paper with hand written notes. //Was someone trying to translate this book?//\n\n<</if>>\n[[Take the book and leave?|Leave.][$PastorBook = "Taken"]]<</if>><</if>>\n\n[[Leave.]]

[[return|$return]]\n\n!Items:\n<<if $Settled is "Not Played">>Rucksack\n<<endif>><<if $Letter is "Played">>Letter\n<<endif>>.38 Special (<<print $Ammo>> Rounds)\n<<if $Armor is "true">>Heavy Vest\n<<endif>>First Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|You][$CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|You][$CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]]<<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|You][$CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|You][$CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|You][$CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <<endif>><<endif>>\n<<if $Flashlight is "true">>Flashlight\n<<endif>><<if $machetee is "true">>Machetee\n<<endif>><<if $Rope is "true">>Rope\n<<endif>><<if $History is "true">>[[Wanton Cove History Book]]\n<<endif>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>[[Leatherbound Tome]]\n<<endif>>Money: $<<print $Money>>\n\n[[return|$return]]

<<if $Depravity lte 6>>A mixture of fear and excitement course through me as I discard the last of my clothing on the floor.\n\nThe man smiles, my hands instinctively moving to hide my breasts and pussy from his gaze, only causing him to smile wider.\n\nThe woman moves towards the head of the bed, making more room for me to get on the bed. \n\nI watch as the man moves onto the bed, laying down, his erection pointing towards the celing like a flag pole. \n\nI feel a momentary urge to flee from the room, but quickly fight it back. \n\nSlowly making my way towards the bed, I begin to crawl onto it. I can't help but realize just how wet I'm becoming. \n\nThe mans hands move to my hips, maneuvering me so that I'm straddling him. Nervously, I move his cock so I can sit on his hips, the hard pillar of flesh penned against his belly, my slit resting along his length.\n\nI'm distracted when the woman moves towards me, kissing me on the lips.\n\nUnderneath me, the man shifts his hips, sliding his cock along my slit, making me moan into the woman's kiss.\n\nWhen the man shifts his hips again, I press down against him this time, feeling his throbbing member slide along my wet pussy, brushing over my sensitive clit.\n\nA hand cups one of my breasts with surprising tenderness, but I am reluctant to end the kiss just to see which one of them is doing it.\n\nIts not long before my own hips are shifting forward and back, my pussy gliding along the underside of his rigid cock. Every time I shift forward, I move until I feel the tip of his cock flick my clit, and back until I feel it glide past my vaginal opening. \n\nI let out a whimper when his hands move to my hips, stopping my movements. When I feel him lift me up, I feel a momentary dissappointment, thinking that he wants to stop, but that moment quickly turns to surprise, my pussy throbbing when I feel him positioning me over his hard cock. \n\nThe woman breaks out kiss. I see her look down, her hand reaching for the man's cock. With a stunned fascination, I see her hold the man's cock steady as he begins to lower me, linking the angry purple head of his throbbing member up with my aching hole.<<elseif $Depravity lte 8>>With the last of my clothing falling to the floor around me, I find myself moving slowly towards the bed.\n\nThe man smiles at me, his eyes trailing over my body. I fight back the urge to try hiding my body. My pussy aching with need, I can feel moisture beginning to coat the inside of my thighs.\n\nThe woman moves to make room for me on the bed, the smile on her lips reminicent of the one on the man's.\n\nThe man crawls onto the bed before laying on his back, his cock pointing skyward like a monolyth. \n\nI find myself crawling onto the bed, trembling in anticipation. I can feel the first trickle of moisture running down the inside of my thigh. \n\nThe mans hands move to my hips, maneuvering me so that I'm straddling him. Reaching down to take hold of his penis, I move it so I can sit on his hips, the hard pillar of flesh penned against his belly, my slit resting along his length.\n\nI'm distracted when the woman moves towards me, kissing me on the lips. My arms go up to encircle her, pulling her closer to myself until I can feel her breasts press against my own, her nipples becoming distinct hard points against my sensitive globes of flesh.\n\nUnderneath me, the man shifts his hips, sliding his cock along my slit, making me moan into the woman's kiss.\n\nWhen the man shifts his hips again, I press down against him this time, feeling his throbbing member slide along my wet pussy, brushing over my sensitive clit.\n\nIts not long before my own hips are shifting forward and back, my pussy gliding along the underside of his rigid cock. Every time I shift forward, I move until I feel the tip of his cock flick my clit, and back until I feel it glide past my vaginal opening. \n\nFor several minutes, I glide along the length of his shaft, but the whole time I can feel a hunger growing between my legs. A desperate need to have something fill my aching hole. \n\nSliding forward once more, I wait until I can feel the head of his cock slide past my opening, then shift my hips so that when I slide back again, he will slide into me.<<elseif $Depravity gte 9>>With the last of my clothing falling to the floor around me, I find myself moving slowly towards the bed.\n\nThe man smiles at me, his eyes trailing over my body. I smile, taking a deep breath as a heft my breasts to show them off to him. My pussy aching with need, I can feel moisture beginning to coat the inside of my thighs.\n\nThe woman moves to make room for me on the bed, the smile on her lips reminicent of the one on the man's.\n\nThe man crawls onto the bed before laying on his back, his cock pointing skyward like a pillar. \n\nI find myself crawling onto the bed, trembling in anticipation. I can feel the first trickle of moisture running down the inside of my thigh. \n\nUnable to think of anything but what its going to feel like when he slides his thick, hard cock up inside of me, I straddle him, taking his cock in hand and guiding it towards my hungry hole.<</if>>\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as he settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, I rest my ass against his lap, getting used to the feel of him inside of me before raising back up and beginning to slowly fuck him.<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>I feel his cock slip past my pussy lips and begin to slide deep inside of my cunt. A moment later, I feel my ass come to rest on his lap, his throbbing cock resting balls deep inside of me.\n\nAfter a second, I raise back up, then back down again, savoring the feeling as I begin to ride his big cock.<</if>>\n\nWithin seconds, I'm sliding up and down his cock slowly, enjoying the way it feels as it slips into my depths each time. Its not long before I'm riding him in a steady rhythm.\n\nI'm sweating with exertion when I begin to feel the first stirings of an approaching orgasm. \n\nThe man must sense that I'm starting to get close because he takes hold of my hips, starting to thrust up into me, his pace almost twice as fast as my own was.\n\nHe's only managed maybe a dozen thrusts before I can feel my orgasm hit unexpectedly, my pussy gushing fluid around his cock. At that same time, he thrusts balls deep inside of me, his cock jerking hard as it begins to unload his seed deep inside of me.\n\nGasping for breath, I collapse on top of him. \n\nWhen I start to come back to my senses, I can feel myself held to the man's broad chest. The woman's hands are lightly playing over my ass, slipping between my legs to slide along the point where the man's cock is still buried inside of me. My body trembles lightly with the orgasmic aftershocks her attentions cause.\n\nAfter a few seconds, I regain the strength needed to roll off of him. \n\nGathering up my clothes, I redress myself as the couple watch.\n\n[[I return to my room.|Your room.]]<<set $Depravity += 1>><<set $Taint += 4>>

The first thing I notice is the musty, unlived-in smell that seems to be as much a part of the Church as the very walls.\n\nI spend a couple of minutes wandering the old Church, the crisp sound of my footsteps echoing in the abandoned Church. \n \nThe pews are in long even rows, arrayed to point at the small pulpit.\n\nThe pulpit is a polished oak stand, a torn piece of fabric hangs askew from it's front.\n<<if $PlayerIntelligence + $PlayerInvestigation gte 10>><<if $ChurchFoot is "Not Played">>\nI'm about ready to leave when I notice old footprints among the dust.\n\n//Someone has been here, not recently, but from the patterns in the dust, I'd guess they were looking for something.//<<set $ChurchFoot to "Played">><<else>>\nLike before, my eyes are drawn to the old footprints in the dust. //Who was here, and more importantly, what were they looking for? And did they find it?//<</if>><</if>><<if $PastorBook is "Played">>\n\nAfter a short search, my eyes fall on a large area rug that looks out of place. From the patterns in the dust, it does not look like the rug has been moved.\n\nStepping closer, I reach out to take a hold of the rug by a corner, it feels both gritty and slightly sticky to the touch. With a tug, I pull the rug off the place it is resting, filling the air with a heavy cloud of stale smelling dust.\n\nWaving my hand ineffectively at the dust in front of my face, I retreat a few steps while the worst of the cloud once again settles. \n\nMy eyes fall on the trap door on the wooden floor, //interesting// I think to myself, stepping forward for a better look.\n\n[[Open the trap door.]]<<elseif $PastorBook is "Taken">>Eventually, my eyes fall on the drapdoor leading to the basement of the church.\n\n[[Open the trap door.]]<</if>>\n\n<<slumlink "Step back outside.">>\n

[[return|$return]]\n\n<<if ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 15>><<if $Read gte 7>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible and powerful gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nThe hideous statue in front of the Church, the one with the hunched human body with webbed fingers, the little wings on its back, and the brooding octopus like head appears to be a prominent figure in the book and is obviously one of these 'Great Old Ones.' As close as I can tell, his name is Cthulhu.\n\nIt seems fairly certain that //Zal'chaas// is one of them as well.\n\nIn the book I found a strange glyph, a fragmented spiral. Something about the glyph makes me instinctively uneasy, but I've taken note of it, and plan to watch for it around Wanton Cove.\n\nIt would seem that there is a cult that surrounds this Zal'chaas. //Zal'chaas' chosen.// They worship her, the men becoming better endowed and more sexually potent in exchange for their faithfulness. The less faithfull, and those who are unfortunatele enough to cross paths with her seem to transform into females instead.\n\nThere is a horrible ritual depicted in the book, one I am certain was used to create the patchwork body in the alley four years ago. Every detail is a perfect match.\n\n<<if $C2B is "Played">>Within the book is a chamber with a round talbe at its center where the ritual is taking place. I'm certain that this is the cave known as the 'cathedral' here on the island.\n\n<<else>><<endif>>It looks like the cultists believed that she could cross into this realm of existance from //wherever// she resides, and that the more time she stays here, the easier it is for her to come here to our world.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible and powerful gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nThe hideous statue in front of the Church, the one with the hunched human body with webbed fingers, the little wings on its back, and the brooding octopus like head appears to be a prominent figure in the book and is obviously one of these 'Great Old Ones.' As close as I can tell, his name is Cthulhu.\n\nIt seems fairly certain that //Zal'chaas// is one of them as well.\n\nIn the book I found a strange glyph, a fragmented spiral. Something about the glyph makes me instinctively uneasy, but I've taken note of it, and plan to watch for it around Wanton Cove.\n\nIt would seem that there is a cult that surrounds this Zal'chaas. //Zal'chaas' chosen.// They worship her, the men becoming better endowed and more sexually potent in exchange for their faithfulness. The less faithfull, and those who are unfortunatele enough to cross paths with her seem to transform into females instead.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible and powerful gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nThe hideous statue in front of the Church, the one with the hunched human body with webbed fingers, the little wings on its back, and the brooding octopus like head appears to be a prominent figure in the book and is obviously one of these 'Great Old Ones.' As close as I can tell, his name is Cthulhu.\n\nIt seems fairly certain that //Zal'chaas// is one of them as well.\n\nIn the book I found a strange glyph, a fragmented spiral. Something about the glyph makes me instinctively uneasy, but I've taken note of it, and plan to watch for it around Wanton Cove.\n\n<<else>>I look at the old tome I found in the Church basement for a long moment. \n\n//This thing is going to require some pretty extensive research to unravel.// I think with a grimace.\n\n<<endif>>\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 12>><<if $Read gte 7>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible and powerful gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nThe hideous statue in front of the Church, the one with the hunched human body with webbed fingers, the little wings on its back, and the brooding octopus like head appears to be a prominent figure in the book and is obviously one of these 'Great Old Ones.' \n\nIt seems fairly certain that //Zal'chaas// is one of them as well.\n\nIt would appear that this Zal'chaas entity is capable of changing those around her, changing, or //enhancing// the genders of those around her.\n\nDelving deeper into the book, I also discover details of a macebre ritual, one I strongly suspect was used in the butchering of the body in the alley four years ago.\n\n<<if $C2B is "Played">>Within the book is a chamber with a round talbe at its center where the ritual is taking place. I'm almost certain that this is the cave known as the 'cathedral' here on the island.<<else>><<endif>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible and powerful gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nThe hideous statue in front of the Church, the one with the hunched human body with webbed fingers, the little wings on its back, and the brooding octopus like head appears to be a prominent figure in the book and is obviously one of these 'Great Old Ones.' \n\nIt seems fairly certain that //Zal'chaas// is one of them as well.\n\nIt would appear that this Zal'chaas entity is capable of changing those around her, changing, or //enhancing// the genders of those around her.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible and powerful gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nThe hideous statue in front of the Church, the one with the hunched human body with webbed fingers, the little wings on its back, and the brooding octopus like head appears to be a prominent figure in the book and is obviously one of these 'Great Old Ones.' \n\nIt seems fairly certain that //Zal'chaas// is one of them as well.\n\n<<else>>I look at the old tome I found in the Church basement for a long moment. \n\n//This thing is going to require some pretty extensive research to unravel.// I think with a grimace.\n\n<</if>>\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 9>><<if $Read gte 7>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nIt seems that this //Zal'chaas// thing might be one of them.\n\nAs my research continues, I've discovered that there is something about her, or something associated with her, changing people, though I'm unable to make much sense of it.\n\nWithin the pages is a detailed ritual, though I understand little of what it entails, involving the creation of the patchwork body from the alley four years ago.\n\n<<if $C2B is "Played">>Within the book is a chamber with a round talbe at its center where the ritual is taking place. I'm fairly certain that this is the cave known as the 'cathedral' here on the island.<<else>><<endif>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nIt seems that this //Zal'chaas// thing might be one of them.\n\nAs my research continues, I've discovered that there is something about her, or something associated with her, changing people, though I'm unable to make much sense of it.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>My research so far has revealed that the book focuses on some ancient race of terrible gods known as the Great Old Ones. \n\nIt seems that this //Zal'chaas// thing might be one of them.\n\n<<else>>I look at the old tome I found in the Church basement for a long moment. \n\n//This thing is going to require some pretty extensive research to unravel.// I think with a grimace.\n\n<</if>>\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 6>><<if $Read gte 7>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>No further entries at this time.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>The tome makes me uneasy just being near it, though I don't dare let it out of my sight. \n\nThe pages within are filled with horrors that defy description.\n\nAfter some time researching the book, its become clear that its somehow tied to the murder in the alley. I found a portion of the book that seems to depict some kind of ritual, likely the inspiration for the butchery in the alley four years ago,\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>The tome makes me uneasy just being near it, though I don't dare let it out of my sight. \n\nThe pages within are filled with horrors that defy description.\n\nAfter some time researching the book, its become clear that its somehow tied to the murder in the alley. \n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>My research so far has only served to show me just how depraved the one who wrote this book was. Images better suited to the depths of hell than to a revered tome grace its pages. \n\nSomething deep inside of me tells me that I'll never be the same if I continue to read, but that same instinct also tells me that it might just contain the answers I seek.\n\n<<else>>I look at the old tome I found in the Church basement for a long moment. \n\n//This thing is going to require some pretty extensive research to unravel.// I think with a grimace.\n\n<<endif>>\n\n<<else>>I look at the old tome I found in the Church basement for a long moment. \n\n//This thing is going to require some pretty extensive research to unravel. I dont think I'm up to it.// I think with a grimace.\n\n<<endif>>\n\n[[return|$return]]

The heavy breeze on the bluff stops suddenly. I pause, my eyes searching my surroundings, the sudden still in the air making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.\n\nSlowly, a light breeze begins again, building over several seconds until its the same heavy breeze as before the still.\n\nUneasy, [[I start to walk again.|Bluff]]

<<if $Depravity lte 5>>"Uh," I fidget, "I think I'll pass." I step back, starting to close the door, "Have fun." I hastily add, closing the door then making my way to [[my own room.|Your room.]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>I give a little half smile, part of me wanting to stay in spite of myself. "I think I'll pass." I say simply before closing the door behind me. \n\nMy thoughts still on what I had just witnessed, [[I return to my own room.|Your room.]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>I feel my arousal spike at the offer, and its only with a conscious effort that I decide to pass on their offer, "Maybe some other time?"\n\n"Absolutely!" The man replies with a smile.\n\nLeaving the door ajar behind me, [[I make my way to my own room.|Your room.]]<</if>>

The fire in my own loins spurs me to motion. I close the gap between myself and the visibly aroused woman.\n\nAt my approach, she raises the skirt of her dress over her hips, exposing her moist cunt to my view. \n\nAlmost without thought, I drop to my knees before her, breathing deeply of her scent before leaning forward, my tongue darting out to sample her nectar. Her taste is almost intoxicating, one of my hands straying between my legs to rub my crotch through my pants. The hollow ache where my little cock rests fills me with the desperate need to filled. //What?!?// The thought shocks me, disorienting me momentarily.\n\nMy lips make contact with her slit, my tongue parting the lips of her pussy as it probes for her hole. At the same time, my hand finds its way into my pants, causing me to moan in pleasure as my fingers brush my dicklet.\n\nI find my tongue thrusting in and out of her pussy as my fingers time their movements as I rub my little penis.\n\nIt isn't long before I feel my own thighs starting to tremble, the woman before me tensing up. Her hands hold my face firmly against her cunt as she gyrates against my tongue, her powerful orgasm leaving my face coated with her sticky juices. At the same time, my legs begin to tremble uncontrollably as my fingers are covered in a dribble of my own cum.\n\nWhen my legs feel like they can support my weight again, I get to my feet once more. The woman before me smiles, then leans forward to kiss my lips lightly.\n\nGetting my clothing back in order, [[I continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]<<set $Taint += 3>>

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My eyes locked on his cock, I watch as he climbs onto the bed, laying down on his back. \n\nUnable to look away, I finish undressing myself. A moment later, I find myself climbing onto the bed.\n\n"Bring your cunt over here, I want to taste you," The man says, sending a wave of arousal through me.\n\nI pause, my eyes flickering to him, a smile on his face. Then to the woman where I follow her hungry gaze to the man's cock. \n\nCarefully, I straddle the man's face, turning to that I can lean closer to the man's cock. \n\n<<if $GooCounter is 0>>I pause as the man's tongue touches my pussy, closing my eyes as I enjoy the feel of his rough tongue parting my folds.\n\nWhen I feel the bed move slightly, I open my eyes again, only to see the woman leaning in, taking the man's cock into her own mouth.\n\nNot to be out done, I lean forward, kissing the side of his shaft with her lips wrapped around his tip. I can see the smile in her eyes as her gaze meets mine. \n\nAn involuntary moan escapes my lips as the man's tongue glides over my clit, lapping eagerly at the sensitive little bud.\n\nThe woman's mouth leaves the man's cock with an audible //Pop!// and she quickly aims it at my own mouth. With only a hint of surprise, I take what she offers me, wrapping my own lips around the head of his cock, my tongue tracing the ridge of his cockhead.\n\nThe woman watches me for several seconds, encouraging me, then she turns her attention to the man's balls, taking one into her mouth as she sucks lightly at it, then moving to the other, alternating every few seconds.\n\nI can feel my own juice flowing out of me in a steady trickle, the man's tongue expertly working me towards orgasm. I can feel my thighs trembling, and every few seconds, my hips gyrate involuntarily.\n\nBy this time, my head is bobbing up and down his shaft, only taking a little over half of his length, but applying all the limited skill I possess. \n\nWhen my orgasm overcomes me, I begin to thrash on top of the man, the woman leaning back to watch, my lips wrapped tightly around the crown of his big cock. \n\nThe man's cock twitches in my mouth, his first jet of cum hitting the back of my throat causing an involuntary swallow reflex from me. Even as I start to sputter, a second jet of cum fills my mouth.\n\nWithout thinking, I swallow the load of cum in my mouth just in time for the third and final stream to fill it one final time. Hesitantly, I swallow the load, then start to roll off of the man.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>Leaning forward, I have my lips wrapped around the crown of his cock moments before I feel his tongue part my folds. \n\nHis tongue teases my opening, causing me to moan around the cockhead in my mouth.\n\nNearby, I can see the woman watching, her fingers buried in her snatch as she slides her fingers in and out slowly.\n\nEnjoying the feeling of his tongue, I reluctantly start to focus some of my attention on his cock, my head bobbing slowly as I take more and more of his length into my mouth.\n\nWithin moments, I realize that the woman is masterbating in time with the bobbing of my head, the realization makes my pussy qiuver with arousal.\n\nSensing my increased arousal, the man's tongue begins to probe me more insistantly.\n\nI can feel the man's cock beginning to swell, filled with a sudden warmth, and I barely have time to pull back so that only the head of his penis is in my mouth before he begins to fill my mouth with stream after stream of his seed. Instinctively, I swallow his load.\n\nThe taste of his cum is sweet on my tongue, the mere taste being enough to push me over the edge to my own orgasm. I grind my cunt down against the man's talented tongue as my body trembles.\n\nAcross from me, the woman's body jerks as if she is struck by some invisible force, her hips jerking wildly as I see a dulge of her own juices surge from her hole.\n\nIt takes me several seconds to regain the strength to roll off of the stranger beneath me.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Reaching down, I take hole of the man's cock, beginning to stroke it slowly as I position my pussy over his face. I can feel his fingers part my folds, teasing my hole for a second before moving to my clit where he begins to rub it in little circles.\n\nSavoring the moment, I start to turn my attention to the cock in my hand, leaning forward to take the throbbing pillar between my lips. I can feel a bead of precum on my tongue as soon as his cockhead enters my mouth. Using my tongue, I spread the precum around the crown of his cock, making it slick as I begin to work towards taking more and more of his length into my mouth.\n\nOut of the corner of my eye, I can see the woman sitting near the head of the bed, watching as the man begins to lick up and down my slit in long strokes, his fingrers still rubbing my clit in blissful little circles.\n\nI begin to grind my pussy against the man's mouth in time with my head sliding up and down his considerable length. \n\n"She's a good little slut, isn't she?" I hear the woman say softly to her partner. The man's moan of approval feels like heaven with his lips against my nether lips.\n\nWithout warning, the man thrusts his hips up, slamming his cock down my throat right before he begins to unleash a torrent of cum down my throat.\n\nThe realization of the fact that he is cumming almost straight into my stomach is enough to push me over the edge, my pussy convulsing around his tongue as it probes my hole.\n\nI gasp for breath as the man pulls back, leaving a thick stream of cum across my tongue and lips as he withdraws.\n\nIt takes me several seconds to regain my composure enough to roll off of the man.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>Blushing at what I had just done, I quickly redress and exit the room.<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>I give the couple a little smile, some small part of me still uncomfortable with what I just did.\n\nPulling my gaze away from them, I redress myself before excusing myself and exiting the room.<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>I can't help but feel a rush of excitement at what I just did. Smiling to myself, I gather my clothes and dress myself once more.<</if>>\n\n[[I return to my room.|Your room.]]<<if $Depravity lte 8>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>><<set $Taint += 3>>

"I've noticed that there seems to be a disproportionate number of women in this town," I say softly.\n\n"I thought that was strange at first too. But no one around here seems to think anything of it," A faint smile touches her lips, "But oh, my, god, some of the men in town, they have the biggest cocks you've ever seen." Arousal is clear in her voice as she says it.\n\nLifting my eyebrows at the comment, I try to put it from my mind.\n\n[[Inquire about Tom again.]]\n\n<<if $TWarning "Played">>[[Why did you slap me?]]\n\n<<endif>>or\n\n[[That's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n

Hesitantly, I ask, "You keep mentioning //her.//' I pause, steeling my resolve to continue, "Who exactly is she?"\n\nA look crosses Vick's features, fear, awe, and madness, all in equal measure, "//She// be da mother uh madness."\n\nFor several seconds, Vick stares at me, as if daring me to challange his words. I remain silent hoping that he'll say more, but he does not.\n\n"Can you tell me any more about her?" I add slowly.\n\n"She be ere un Wannan Cove. We ah be doomed." Vick's intinsety leaves me feeling unsettled and I choose not to push the conversation further.\n\n[[What's your story?]]\n\n[[What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?]]\n\n[[Do you know anything about a guy named Tom?]]<<if $Pastor is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask Vick about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>> \n\n[[Ask Vick about your transformation.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done talking to Vick.|Enter the Log Cabin.]]\n

I adjust my jacket, allowing Cobb a brief glimpse at my .38 Special.\n\n"I don't take well to threats," I say simply. \n\n<<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerIntimidation) gte 10>>'Shit," Cobb hisses, a hint of panic in his eyes. "it's dangerous round here. That's all I'm saying." He says in a rush.\n\n"How about you help me out a little then?" I ask in my most reasonable voice.\n\n'Sure, whatever." His eyes flicker to my jacket where my .38 Special is hidden, "What do you want to know?" \n\nCobb's eyes dart from one spot to another around the area, as if worried about who might see him speaking with me. It makes me wonder who's keeping him on such a short leash.\n\n"You said that this town doesn't like outsiders?" I inquire.\n\n"We're not used to unfamiliar faces, know what I mean?" He replies.\n\nI can tell that his body language is growing increasingly agitated, "Ok." I say, "Maybe you can tell me something else. I'm looking for a guy, mid twenties, short red hair and green eyes. Athletic. His name is Tom, and he would have been in Wanton Cove about a month ago." \n\nI can tell from his expression that he knows exactly who I'm talking about.\n\n"You seen him?" I make it more of a statement than question.\n\n"No, I haven't seen anyone like that." Cobb says quickly.\n\nI glower at him, stepping closer.\n\nCobb chooses this moment to make a break for it, turning quickly on his heel and making a run for it.\n\n<<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawl) gte 13>>He barely takes a step before a grab hold of his collar, slamming him against the building's side.\n\n"Lets try this again," I say coldly, "Do you know what happened to Tom?"\n\n"He came through here a little over a month ago," Cobb barely puts up a struggle as I keep him pinned to the wall. "He was asking a lot of questions, and some of the locals didn't like it." I can hear a //lot// of fear in his voice, and it rattles me a little to see someone crack like this so quickly.\n\nThe man looks like he could break into tears any second, "Sh-she'll //change// me." He breaks down and starts sobbing uncontrollably.\n\n"Who is //she//," I ask, but if he answers, I can't hear it through the crying.\n\n//What a pussy, a grown man behaving like that.// I shake my head in disgust.\n\nI don't believe thats all he knows by a long shot, but when someone starts blubbering, you've typically got all the information you're going to get out of them for a while.\n\nfrustrated, I let go of him. His boots barely touch the ground before he starts running from me.\n\n<<else>>I reach out quickly, but no where fast enough. Cobb is out of my reach in the blink of an eye, running headlong away from me.\n\nI shake my head and fight back a chuckle.\n\n//Not worth my time. If he knew something, then someone else will too.// I think.\n\n\n<</if>><<else>>"Wasn't a threat." He replies, obviously having missed the little display I tried to make.\n\n"Come on, I just want to find Tom," I say.\n\n"You won't find him in Wanton Cove," Cobb says flatly. \n\n"Then where will I find him?" I ask.\n\nCobb doesn't really answer, he just gives a bit of a sad shrug. \n\n"Break's over," Cobb says shortly, pushing off the wall and walking away.\n<<if $SailorGoo1 is "Played">>\nI stand where I was until Cobb is out of sight. Once I'm convinced that he's gone, I kneel down for a better look at whatever he felt the need to hide from me.\n\nOn the ground is a small puddle of some kind of White Goo, Cobb's boot-print still partially visible in it. It takes me a moment to realize that the White Goo is putting off a faint glow.\n\nInspecting further, it's easy to see that the White Goo appears thick, but fluid.\n\nSighing, I look in the direction that Cobb went one last time, then turn my attention towards the main street through town.\n<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>><</if>>\nStepping away from the building, I [[Head into the center of town.]]

A small orgasm makes me shudder as each baseball sized egg slips from my well used cunt into a transparent sack. With a little squeeze, a final egg slips from my hole, connected to me by mucusy strands as it falls into the bag.\n\nIts a large clutch this time, almost fifty eggs in total. I can't help but feel pleased knowing that as many as half a dozen might grow to adulthood. //Only the strong survive, and the strong consume the weak.//\n\nMoving the clutch of eggs to the side where it joins several others, I make a sound that carries through the water. Answering my summons, a male enters my chamber in less than a minute. \n\nI'm pleased to see that he's already erect. One hand rubbing my belly, missing the fullness I feel when its full of eggs, I beckon him closer.\n\nEND

Cheat:\nAdd Taint: [[Extra Taint.]]\nAdd Depravity: [[Extra Depravity.]]\nLess Depravity: [[Less Depravity.]]\nAdd Money: [[Free Money]]\nAdd +1 all Skills: [[Skill Bonus]]\nLess -1 all Skills: [[Skill Nerf]]\nAdd +1 Mutation: [[More Mutation.]]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nFirst Aid Kit. Modify links for various combats.\n\nWilling\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as he settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me in earnest.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes the man a moment to line himself up with my aching hole. With a gentle nudge, he presses forward, his cock sliding slowly into my pussy. \n\nThe man pulls back, then thrusts forward as he begins to fuck me.\n\n<<endif>>\n\n\nRape:\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\n<</if>>\n\n\nSelf Pluck Bed:\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\n<</if>>\n\nMale Masturbation Bed\n\nMale Masturbation Bath\n\n\n\n\n\n\nFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|fight][$CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]]<<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|fight][$CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]]<<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|fight][$CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]]<<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|fight][$CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]]<<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|fight][$CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <</if>><</if>>\n\n\n\n<<if $GooCounter is 0>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\n\n\n\n<<if $Taint lte 39>>4.5" or larger\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>4" cock\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>NoBalls, less than 1" penis\n\n<<else>>Full Female (95 is Full female.)\n\n<<endif>>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>Reluctant. Less taboo sex acts.\n\n<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>Ok with most sex acts in male form. Very limited sex acts in female form.\n\n<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>Ok with any sex act.\n\n<</if>>\n\n\n<<print $Depravity>>\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 4>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>\n\n\n\n\n<<if $Mutation gte 10>>Bad End Will write for a future update. Will appear some time after Version .7. \n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 9>>My skin begins to feel funny, like my face is being stretched in strange ways. A few seconds later, I feel a tickle along the sides of my neck.\n\nI take a deep breath that I let out slowly in a failed attempt to calm my nerves before I reach for my face. Everything I touch feels distored, my eyes feel too big, even bigger than before. My mouth too feels like it stretches wider, like a gaping maw if I were to open it wide. My tongue glides along my teeth, feeling that they are no longer as flat as they once were and instead come to rounded points. \n\nWhen my fingers finally reach my neck, I feel little flaps of skin. Exploring them in more detail, I discover that behind each flap of skin there is a serrated bit of hard tissue running the length. It takes me several minutes before I suddenly have the realization, //Like a fish's gills.//\n\nI know that this new revalation should trouble me more than it does, but the events leading up to this have left me feeling so numb that I almost dont feel anything inside.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>With my assailant gone, I pause, part of me wanting to go clean myself and check for what new horror has befallen my body, part of me wanting to walk away in the hopes of not having to face whatever changes I have experienced this time.\n\nMy morbid curiosity wins out. I begin to inspect my body for new changes, changes that are almost immediately obvious.\n\nThe webbing between my fingers is thick now, leathery to the touch. In addition to that, my fingernails have turned almost black and come to something of a point, more like talons now than an actual fingernails. \n\nI can feel my expressio becoming grim. //Nothing much I can do about it at this point,// I think darkly, some part of me realizing I've resigned myself to this fate, //I have a job to do, I can figure the rest out later.//\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 7>>Feeling the need to clean myself after the encounter, I find a puddle with some moderately clean water. I can't bring myself to look at my webbed fingers as I reach for the water, cupping the water as I move to wash myself. \n\nI tremble slightly when my hand touches my body, //the texture, its all wrong// the thought nearly overwhelms me. My skin has taken on several rough patches, scaly to the touch. \n\nIn a moment of panic, I scrub at my skin harder, desperate to scrub my skin to its original state. After several minutes, I finally give up, my skin sore in the places I had tried to wash the scaly texture away and having made no progress in changing what had happened.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>In the wake of the fight, I make my way towards a large, somewhat clean puddle to clean myself up a little bit. When I reach for the water, I freeze in place, my outstretched hand inches from the water.\n\nSlowly, I turn my hand over, spreading my fingers revealing a thin web of skin between each of them like what you would expect to see on a frog. The skin between my fingers appears thin, almost transpartent, like nearly anything could tear through it. //This is a part of me.// The thought hits me like a physical blow.\n\nFear spikes through me, making it so that I can hardly breathe. I wretch, feeling like I'm about to empty the contents of my stomach, though the action produces nothing. I don't know how long I stare at my hands, unable to fully accept what is happening to me\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 5>>When I begin to clean myself up, I feel a knot in the pit of my stomach as I begin to carefully inspect myself.\n\nEven though I half expect something to have happened to me, I still feel like I'm going to be sick when I realize that my slightly gray skin has become more of a gray green now.\n\nFor several seconds, I look at my hands, my arms, fascenated as much as horrified at this new change I have experienced. Eventually my mind comes back to the present, that this is //my// body experiencing this change. \n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>At a nearby puddle, I start to clean the worst of the filth from my body. As I do so, I begin to notice that my face feels tight, faintly rubbery to the touch.\n\nTaking a minute to explore my face with my hands, I can feel that my eyes feel different, my mouth wider than I recalled. Quickly turning my attention back to the puddle, the reflection staring back at me has eyes just a little large for the face they are on and a mouth that stretches wider than it should.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>When I start to wipe the worst of the mess from my body, I notice that my fingernails look different. Inspecting further, I notice that they are both thicker than usual and look to be of a gray color.\n\n//What the, . . . // I wonder, //What the hell is happening to me.// I think with a momentary flash of anxiety.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>Using a nearby puddle, I spend a couple of minutes washing the worst of the filth from my body.\n\nAs my fingers slide over my skin, I start to notice that in addition to the slight graying of my skin I had noticed previously, my skin has started to take on a rough, almost pebbly texture.\n\n//I need to avoid these //things//, they're doing something to me.// I shudder slightly as I try to consider the implications. Eventually, shaken by the thoughts in my mind, I try to focus my attention elsewhere\n\n<<else>>It takes me a few seconds, but I finally get my pants pulled back up to where they belong. Once done with that, I look for a clean puddle of water to try washing the worst of the mud and grime off of my body.\n\nAs I'm finishing up, I pause, looking at my hands that look paler than usual, with a slight gray tone to the skin. //I guess I'll have to take a proper bath to get the rest of this grime off of my body.// I try desperately to not think about what just happened.\n\n<<endif>>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

\nWalking towards the bluff, the soggy ground seems to pull at my boots. A slow but steady rain has the ground saturated, the runoff turning the trail into a small creek running down the hill.\n\nStepping to the side of the trail and resolving myself to walk up the hill [[through the long wet grass.|Bluff]]

<<if $Taint lte 54>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the street, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The wet cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The sounds of rain striking the rooftops is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//What the fuck does he think// he's //doing?// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He wouldn't have, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold wet of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing wet and chilled, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My mouth feels a little slimy and tastes faintly of salt. Turning my head to the side, I spit a mouth full of whitish plhegm at the ground beside me before wiping my mouth with the back of my sleeve.<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><<elseif $Taint lte 94>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the street, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The cold wet of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nI notice that my pants are pulled low around my waist, as if my assailant had tried to pull them off of me, then gave up. \n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The soft wishper of light rain falling is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//Please don't.// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He did, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My ass hurts slightly, my pants tangled around my ankles. Reaching back, I touch my tender ass, my fingers coming away with what is clearly cum on my fingertips, //What the fuck is wrong with these people?//\n\nPulling my pants back up and securing my belt, I shudder slightly, not entirely from the cold.<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><<else>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>Stepping forward, my assailant grabs hold of a fist full of my hair, throwing me to the street. \n\nI catch myself on my hands and knees, my whole world tilting wildly as I try to stay upright. A familiar sound, but one I have difficulty placing in my disoriented state, cuts through the soundof my labored breathing. Turning towards the sound, I see my assailant moving towards me, his zipper down as he fishes his big dick out through the hole. //A zipper.// I think with disgust.\n\nThe man grabs a fist full of my hair again, slapping my face hard. Stars burst forth before my eyes, "Bitch needs to learn her place," He growls.\n\nBefore I have time to figure out what he means, I feel his hard cock shove past my lips into my mouth. I gag from the sudden intrusion, his firm grip on my hair keeps me from jerking away from his offending member. The man fucks my face savagely for maybe a dozen thrusts, then shoves me back down into the muddy street. \n\nI start trying to get up, but I feel his booted foot placed on my ass, then he pushes hard, sending me sprawling in the mud. I'm barely to my hands and knees again before I feel his rough hands on my hips, grabbing my pants and pulling them down almost to my knees with one savage yank.\n\nThe cool air on my ass, and alarmingly wet pussy makes me shiver. A feminine whimper, touched with a hint of fear, excapes my lips. The sound of my own voice, a clear indication of how much I've changed since arriving in Wanton Cove, frightens me almost as much as the realization that I'm about to be raped by this man.\n\nA second pull of my pants pulls them past my knees to tangle around my ankles. Before I can even fully assess my options, I feel both of the man's hands on my hips as he starts to shuffle into place behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\n<</if>>Within moments, the man's thrusting rhythmically into my pussy, the wet sounds filling me with embarrassment as I realize much of it is from the wetness of my own arousal.\n\nIts not long before my own hips are thrusting back to meet his own. The satisfied groan that escapes his lips only serves to make me blush crimson, his own thrusts starting to come quicker.\n\nI can feel a pressure starting to build within me, my pussy's rough fucking sending waves of pleasure through me.\n\nThe man thrusts forward suddenly, holding himself deep within my depths, his cock pressing firmly against my cervix. His cock pulses within me, hot cum exploding against my cerivix in jet after jet of his seed.\n\nMy own pussy convulses, like a massive wave crashing against the shore, the walls of my pussy milking his tool of his cum.\n\nThe man withdraws slowly, I can feel a trickle of his cum slip from my pussy to run slowly down my thigh.\n\nBreathing heavily, I lay face down in the cold, muddy street, my ass up in the air. Behind me, I can hear the man zip his pants back up, then a satisfied chuckle from him before his footsteps retreat into the distance.\n\nBarely fighting back a sob, I spend a few seconds cleaning myself up, then quickly dress myself.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>The man steps towards me in a swift motion, like a cobra striking. His fist flashes out, catching me in the stomach, the air in my lungs expells violently, leaving me gasping to regain my breath. \n\nMy assailant wastes no time in shoving me down on my back in the cold street. With a ferral grin, he pounces on me, one of his hands going around my throat while the other goes to the front of my pants, working to free me of my belt and pants. \n\n<<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 7>>Batting and clawing futilely at the arm holding my throat and thrashing wildly beneath him, the man barely acknowledges that I'm trying to break free of his grip.\n\nTugging at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 12>>Clawing and batting at the arm around my throat, my efforts are rewarded with a backhand to my face that leaves me seeing stars. \n\nWith his grip firmer than before, I have small satisfaction at the sight of blood trickling down his arm where my fingernails have gouged deep scratches in the flesh of his arm.\n\nTugging once more at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) gte 13>>Struggling beneath him, I dig my fingernails deep into the flesh of the man's wrist, probing for the nerve I know is there.\n\nThe man lets out an angry hiss as his grip loosens. Taking advantage of his distraction, I drive my knee up between his legs with enough force to knock him off of me. \n<</if>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Wish a firm push, the man sends me sprawling across the street in the poor part of town.\n\nI barely manage to get to my hands and knees as I try to stand back up when his boot catches me in the ribs. I gasp for breath, the sound a rasping groan as I curl in on myself, my arms protectively over my middle.\n\nA moment later, the man is on me, his hands pulling at my pants. I curl into a tighter ball, trying to make it more difficult to remove my pants, but the errort proves futile. The man half picks me up with the next pull, I think I hear something start to tear, then my pants pull free suddenly, reaching my knees before they catch again.\n\nThe man places a dirty boot on my ass as he pulls one more time, my pants passing my knees to tangle around my ankles.\n\nThe man's caloused hands grip my hips, pulling me to my hands and knees.\n\n//Crack!// His hand strikes my ass with a sound that seems to carry into the distance. A soft chuckle escapes his lips, one of his hands sliding between my legs to brush my moist slit.\n\n"All ready then," The man growls, obviously pleased at my wetness. \n\nThen I feel the man moving behind me, spreading my legs as much as the tangled pants around my ankles will allow as he moves into position behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.<</if>>A few more thrusts and my body begins to respond on its own. I try desperately to ignore the pleasure, but it only takes a little while before I can feel my body building towards a powerful orgasm.\n\nThe man's cock inside of me glides in and out like a well oiled piston, sending waves of pleasure through me. I can feel his pace becoming erratic, his thrusts becoming more insistant as he begins to near his peak.\n\nMy entire body tenses and trembles as my orgasm crashes over me like a massive wave. Behind me, the man holds onto my hips, hilting his throbbing cock deep inside of me.\n\nWith my pussy quivering around the cock probing my womb, I feel the man's penis pulse and jerk inside of me, filling me with a warmth that seems to seep into my soul.\n\nUncerimoniously, the man pulls out, I can feel his cum dribbling down the inside of my thigh.\n\nThe man pulls his pants up, already walking away without so much as a glance back at me.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><</if>><<set $CharHP = 1>>\n\n[[Continue.|Head into the center of town.]]\n

A few seconds later, Mr Morichi is locking the door behind us. The melodious sound of Azami's giggling can be heard through the door.\n\nStarting to walk away from the door, I have little choice but to follow Mr Morichi or be left behind.\n\n"You understand now why I prefer not to speak of my daugher?" He asks when we are about half way back to the room he likes to sit in.\n\n"Yeah, I think I do." I reply, realizing that the experience still has me reeling as I try to wrap my head around everything.\n\nWe walk the rest of the way back before he speaks again.\n\n"If you wish to see her again, you may do so, though I have no intention of accompanying you a second time." He picks up his cup of tea, sipping at it before making a face, "Cold," He mutters to himself before sitting it down again, "It breaks my heart every time I see her. She hates me," When he looks at me, there's a hint of moisture in his eyes.\n\nNot sure what to say, I remain silent.\n\nWhen he looks away, his tone is much more restrained, "I will tell you just a little more about her, then I would ask that we speak of more pleasant things," Not waiting for my reply, he continues, "The last time she escaped her room, she raped a man here in town. That was about four years ago."\n\n//Around the time the Pastor committed suicide.// I realize.\n\n"She has an insatable sex drive. She was barely through puberty when it begain. She'd do anything to satisfy her urges, even forcing herself on unwilling partners. Needless to say, many of the locals frowned upon this. After all, few men enjoy being buggered, and fewer still enjoy their wives and daughters being raped."\n\nI can see the muscles along his jaw tighten as he grinds his teeth, something I've never seen him do before, "I tried restraining her to the mansion after the first few incidents, but then she turned her attention to myself and those in my employ. When her attempts were rebuffed, . . . well, there's a reason she's confined to her room."\n\n"I have even tried finding willing lovers for her in the hopes that they can quinch her fire, but to no avail," Looking at you, "As I mentioned before, I will not stop you from visiting her if you wish to do so, though I doubt she knows anything that could be of value to you or your search for Tom. Just know that if you //do// visit her without my protection, willing or not, she will seek your //affections.//\n\nI nod slowly in understanding.\n\nWhen he turns his attention to the waves outside the window, I realize it might be best to change the subject.\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]

"Aaron mentioned something about Wanton Cove's former pastor?" I begin, "I was wondering if you could tell me a little bit about him?"\n\n<<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 13>>Fear, like a cornered animal, flickers across Nadia's features before she starts to answer, "Not much to tell really. I knew him from when he'd come into my store, but we never talked much." She gives a little shrug, "He," She pauses, her expression showing concern for a second before she continues, "Was a good man, and good looking as well." A slight smile touches her lips, but it does not touch her eyes, "I heard Ol' Jackobson saw him up on the bluff. He seemed to think he jumped to his death, but if you ask me, muddy as that bluff is, its more likely he slipped."\n\nI cant help but think her comments sounded almost rehersed, "That's all?" I prod.\n\n"Yeah," She says in a small voice, not meeting my gaze. Then her expression changes into a small smile suddenly, her eyes drifting up my body in a very un-lady like way, "So, you going to buy something, or-?"\n\n"Hold on a second," I stop her, my voice as firm as I can make it.<<if ($PlayerIntimidation + $PlayerStrength) gte 9>>\n\nNadia's expression shifts to just a hint shy of terror, "I," She swallows audibly, "//Please,// that's all I know."\n\nI've seen that look a number of times in my life. Always when sitting across the table from someone who knows more than they are telling, but are far more scared of whoever they are protecting than they are for me. I fight the urge to drop the line of questioning and seek answers elsewhere, but choose to push on instead, "You can't tell me anything more?"\n\nNadia shakes her head, her eyes flicking towards the doorway as if seeking some escape. Her eyes are welled up, on the verge of shedding tears.\n\n"Did someone kill Pastor Erkon?" I ask softly, trying to be reassuring, "You can tell me, I can protect you."\n\n"No," A single tear crests and falls, tracing the left side of her nose in its decent. She quickly reaches up to wipe it away, drying her eyes as she does so, "You might think you can, but you cant." The cold certainty in her voice makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.\n\nTaking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, I nod, "Think about it. If you change your mind, you can talk to me, ok?"\n\nShe nods, but I can tell from the haunted look in her eyes that I'm unlikely to learn any more from her on the subject. <<else>>\n\nNadia's expression shifts to just a hint shy of terror, "I," She swallows audibly, "//Please,// that's all I know."\n\nI've seen that look a number of times in my life. Always when sitting across the table from someone who knows more than they are telling, but are far more scared of whoever they are protecting than they are for me. I let out a little sigh, realizing that I'm not going to learn anything more from her.\n\nTaking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, I nod, "Think about it. If you remember anything, let me know, ok?"\n\nShe nods, but I can tell from the haunted look in her eyes that I'm unlikely to learn any more from her on the subject. <</if>>\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 6>>"Not much to tell really. I knew him from when he'd come into my store, but we never talked much." Nadia gives a little shrug, "He," She pauses almost imperceptively, "Was a good man, and good looking as well." A slight smile touches her lips, but it does not touch her eyes, "I heard Ol' Jackobson saw him up on the bluff. He seemed to think he jumped to his death, but if you ask me, muddy as that bluff is, its more likely he slipped."\n\nI cant help but think her comments sounded almost rehersed, "That's all?" I prod.\n\n"Yeah," She says in a small voice, not meeting my gaze. Then her expression changes into a small smile suddenly, her eyes drifting up my body in a very un-lady like way, "So, you going to buy something, or spend the day asking me about ancient history?"<<else>>"Not much to tell really. I knew him from when he'd come into my store, but we never talked much." She gives a little shrug, "He, was a good man, and good looking as well." A slight smile touches Nadia's lips, "I heard Ol' Jackobson saw him up on the bluff. He seemed to think he jumped to his death, but if you ask me, muddy as that bluff is, its more likely he slipped."<</if>>\n\n[[Visit with Nadia for a minute.]]\n\n[[Ask about Tom.]]\n\n<<if $Jackobson is "Played">>[[Ask about Pastor Erkon]]\n\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 2>>[[You dont know where Mr Jackobson got off to, do you?]]\n\n<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>>[[Ask about your physical changes.|Ask Nadia about your transformation.]]\n\n<</if>>[[Buy something.|See her wares.]]\n\nor \n\n[[Return to looking around the store.|General Store]]<<if $JackobsonOpen is "Not Played">><<set $JackobsonOpen to "Played">><</if>>

"I'm trying to find someone," I begin, before I'm cut off by Vick.\n\n"Tryin' uh find somun?" Vick lets out shrill giggle, causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end, "So be //she!//" \n\nI push forward with my question in spite of the voice in the back of my head screaming that I should just leave, "His name is Tom, young man, red hair. He would have passed through about a month ago?"\n\nVick moves towards me suddenly, looking me right in the eye from mere inches away, "Shhhhh!" He hisses, "She ma be lisnin'"\n\nAs suddenly as he moved forward, he stepps back, slapping himself in the side of the head, "Da bones! Da bones! She na be close cuz uh da bones!" \n\nVick takes a slow, deep breath, visibly calming as he does so.\n\nFinally, he answers my question, "Nah, ah ain't seen no un like dat. Just be locals bout Wannan Cove."\n\n[[What's your story?]]\n\n[[What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?]]\n\n[[Who is SHE?]]<<if $Pastor is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask Vick about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>> \n\n[[Ask Vick about your transformation.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done talking to Vick.|Enter the Log Cabin.]]

Closing the Churches door behind myself, the sound of movement draws my attention further into the Church.\n\nAs my eyes adjust to the dark interior of the Church, I notice a small, dark shape along the far wall, the dim light from outside causing its eyes to glitter in the shadows. //Rat,// I think.\n\nA second later, the rat scurries along the wall, [[vanishing into a gap in the wall.|stepping carefully inside.]]

The inside of the cabin has a musky, stale sweat smell that makes the air feel heavy and thick.\n\nThe smell of the place is enough to make me feel a little disoriented, foggy. I shrug it off, turning my attention to Vick.\n\n"Mind if I ask you a few questions?" I ask carefully.\n\n"Ye wanna know bout //HER.//" His words are more statement than question, a slight smile finding its way onto his thin lips.\n\n[[Talk to Vick.]]\n\n[[Exit Vick's Cabin.|Continue towards the Log Cabin.]]<<set $Vick to "Played">>

As I move into the cave, the shadows seem to dance and move in ways that puts my nerves on edge. \n\n[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

A thrill goes through me, part fear, part excitement. \n\nFor several seconds, I hesitate, then uneasily step into the room. The sound of the door clicking closed behind me makes me hesitate.\n\n"Its too late to be shy now," The man teases. The woman's eyes turn towards me, her expression hungry.\n\nBeginning to undress, I'm more than a little uncomfortable with the man watching me as I loosen my belt, but the way the woman's eyes linger on my crotch, a hint of a smile on her lips, I can't help but feel my arousal grow.\n\nThe man slips free of her well fucked pussy, his throbbing cock glistening with her juices.\n\nThere's no doubt in my mind that this is going to be a threesome, and I'm not completely sure how I feel about that.\n\n"Mmmm," The woman grins, "Two at once will be a dream come true." She purrs.\n\n[[Nevermind.|Decline the offer.]]\n[[Stay and watch the couple fuck.]]\n[[Make her suck my cock.]]\n[[Eat her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her ass.]]\n[[Sixty-nine her.]]\n<<if $Depravity gte 10>>[[Suck her juices off his cock.|ReluctantSuck]]<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter = random(0, 2)>>\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>\n\n

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<<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>As I pass the mansion on the hill, I see a luminecent puddle of White Goo on the steps leading to the front door.\n\nStepping closer, I take a better look. At a glance, it looks just like the other White Goo I have seen.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]\nor\n[[Investigate Further|BG1]]<<else>>As I pass the mansion on the hill, I see a small puddle of something white on the ground.\n\nMoving closer, I take a better look. The white slime looks like a jellyfish at first glance, but the faint glow it emmits holds my attention.\n\nIntrigued, I nudge the puddle with the tip of my book, the sliming moving with a little juggle before sticking to my boot as I pull it back.\n\nGrimacing, I wipe the White Goo from the tip of my boot on the ground beside the steps.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>>\n

From within the darkened depths of the Church, I can hear a soft creak, followed by the building groaning. A faint whistle comes from somewhere to my left where the wind filters through a cracked window.\n\nFor a moment, I stand there, wondering just how safe the old building is. I finally decide that if the Church has stood for this long, its unlikely that its going to simply fall down in [[the next few minutes.|stepping carefully inside.]]

I see <<if $Prostitute is "Played">>I can see Tanya stepping through a door at the back of the tavern. <<else>>I can see the redheaded girl stepping through a door at the back of the tavern. <</if>> She visibly adjusts her clothes back into place, then wipes a hint of something liquid and white from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.\n\nA second later, a man comes through the same door, his hands working at his belt as he fastens his pants back in place.\n\n//Guess she was with a customer.// I think idly.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

Reaching up, I knock firmly on the door. Three solid raps, then I wait.\n\nListening, I can hear the sound of someone moving inside the house. The sounds continue for several seconds, then stop suddenly.\n\nI continue to wait, the seconds stretching on to become perhaps a minute. Reaching up, I prepare to knock a second time when I hear someone unlocking the door from the other side.\n\nAfter all the creaks, squeeks, and groans I've heard on the island, the door swinging open silently makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up.\n\n//The whole island is to unsettling that something // normal //puts me on edge.// I quickly shake the feeling as I turn my attention to the man standing on the doorway.\n\nThe man is huge, standing head and shoulders taller than me. His arms are as thick as my thigh, and its obvious by his composure that its more muscle than anything else. <<if $Taint gte 95>>My eyes trail up his body, my pussy dampening even though I find myself intimidated by his size.<<elseif $Taint gte 40>>My eyes trace the countours of his chest for a few seconds, but when I catch myself doing so, I quickly refocus on the man as a whole.<<endif>>\n\nTaking in the man's face, framed in short black hair, is heavily pock marked. His complexion is unnaturaly pasty with no sign of stubble. His dark gray eyes look down his sharp nose at me like I'm almost beneath his notice, "You must be <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>," His voice is filled with distaste in spite of his velvety soft voice,"Master Morichi has been expecting you."\n\nThe way the man fills the door leaves the frame fully filled. He remains standing there, showing no intention of moving. When he finally steps out of the way, he gestures into the house, his movement is stiff and his eyes never leaving me.\n\n"This way please," He says with a soft voice.\n\n[[Follow him.|MansionInterior]]

<<if $Depravity gte 10>>I bite my lip, a wave of arousal washing over me. I wobble on my feet, nearly unable to stay upright.\n\nA slight smile finds its way onto his lips, "Horny ain't ya? Ah aint suur ihs kinner ta fuuk ya, ur toos ya oot," He seems thoughtful for a second, then reaches for his belt, starting to unbluckle it.\n\nSlowly, I sink to my knees, looking up at Vick. I can't help but notice the way Vick leers down at me.\n\nMy heartbeat thunders suddenly. My hands working frantically to remove my clothes. \n\nWith my pants tangled around one ankle, he grabs hold of my waist, picking me up then sitting me on my hands and knees, my ass presented to him like a bitch in heat.\n\nHis hand makes contact with my ass like a crack of thunder, a surprised cry escaping my lips. I freeze in place, my ass quivering from the impact with his hand. A second later, I feel his hand slip between my legs, sliding along my slit. I'm surprised by how wet I am, and how easily his fingers part my folds.\n\nI let out a shuddering moan as I feel my pussy ache with need, a trickle of my arousal tickling as it begins to run down the inside of my thigh..\n\nShuffling in behind me, <<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as Vick settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me in earnest.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes him a moment to line himself up with my aching hole. With a gentle nudge, he presses forward, his cock sliding slowly into my pussy. \n\nVick pulls back, then thrusts forward as he begins to fuck me.\n\n<</if>>Within seconds, his thrusts come hard and fast, my entire body shaking with the force of the impacts. Wet slapping sounds fill the small cabin as he pounds my pussy with surprising vigor. \n\nMore surprising is the way I eagerly meet his thrusts.\n\nFor several minutes, he fucks me with rapid, almost animalistic thrusts before tensing with his balls pressed firmly against my ass. I feel a warmth fill me as he begins to empty the contents of his balls into my depths.\n\nA few long seconds later, he withdraws with a content sigh, "Orry bout dat," He mumbles. \n\nFeeling a trickle of cum slip from my pussy, I can hear the sound of him putting his pants back on over the sound of my heavy breathing.\n\nEventually, I start to dress myself, not quite able to look at Vick as I do so.\n\n//Why did that have to feel// so //good?// I think with a little shudder of pleasure.\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Depravity gte 5>>I bite my lip, a wave of arousal washing over me. \n\nA slight smile finds its way onto his lips, "Horny ain't ya? Ah aint suur ihs kinner ta fuuk ya, ur toos ya oot," He seems thoughtful for a second, then reaches for his belt, starting to unbluckle it.\n\nSlowly, I sink to my knees, looking up at Vick. I can't help but notice the way Vick leers down at me.\n\nMy heartbeat thunders suddenly. I turn, half crawling, half running. I barely move a couple of paces before I feel one of his hands slap my ass painfully before jerking my pants down past my hips to bunch around my knees. \n\nI freeze in place, my ass quivering from the impact with his hand. A second later, I feel his hand slip between my legs, sliding along my slit. I'm surprised by how wet I am, and how easily his fingers part my folds.\n\nA shuddering moan escapes my lips and I feel heat rush to my face as I blush.\n\nShuffling in behind me, <<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as Vick settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me in earnest.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes him a moment to line himself up with my aching hole. With a gentle nudge, he presses forward, his cock sliding slowly into my pussy. \n\nVick pulls back, then thrusts forward as he begins to fuck me.\n\n<</if>>Within seconds, his thrusts come hard and fast, my entire body shaking with the force of the impacts. Wet slapping sounds fill the small cabin as he pounds my pussy with surprising vigor.\n\nFor several minutes, he fucks me with rapid, almost animalistic thrusts before tensing with his balls pressed firmly against my ass. I feel a warmth fill me as he begins to empty the contents of his balls into my depths.\n\nA few long seconds later, he withdraws with a content sigh, "Orry bout dat," He mumbles. \n\nFeeling a trickle of cum slip from my pussy, I can hear the sound of him putting his pants back on over the sound of my heavy breathing.\n\nEventually, I start to dress myself, not quite able to look at Vick as I do so.\n\n//Why did that have to feel// so //good?// I think with a little shudder of pleasure.\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Depravity += 1>><<else>>I bite my lip, a wave of arousal washing over me.\n\nA slight smile finds its way onto his lips, "Horny ain't ya? Ah aint suur ihs kinner ta fuuk ya, ur toos ya oot," He seems thoughtful for a second, then reaches for his belt, starting to unbluckle it.\n\nI almost fall to my knees before the reality of the situation strikes me.\n\nWith a sudden shudder, I stagger back from him.\n\nVick raises one eyebrow for a second, then shrugs, "Nudder time den."\n\n<<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>[[Next.|Talk to Vick.]]

I'm not sure if the forest has simply gone silent around us as we fight, or if the sounds of our fighting is simply drowning the normal sounds in the forest. Either way, it feels as if the entire forest is watching and waiting to see the outcome of our fight.\n\n/%Player's actions%/\n<<if $playerAction is "gun">>\s\n <<if $Ammo gte 1>>/%Assuming enemies have an ammunition count as well. If not, "$ammo" would be shorter%/\s\n <<set $Hit = $PlayerFirearms + random(1,15)>>\s\n <<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t <<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n <<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>/%You didn't specify the damage formula, so I'm using this. =^-^=%/\s\n <<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet. <<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\tYou have no ammo!\n <</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "fists">>\s\n\tYou throw a punch at your opponent.\n\t<<set $Hit = $PlayerBrawling + random(1,15)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet.\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "use">>\nWorking quickly with your First Aid Kit, you tend the worst of your wounds.\n<<elseif $Flee is "true">> You turn to run.\n<</if>>\s\n\n/%Enemy's actions%/\n<<if $enemyHP gte 3>>\n\t<<if $enemyWeapon is "gun">>\s\n\tThe enemy fires their gun!\n\t\t<<if $Ammo gte 1>>\s\n\t\t<<set $Hit = $enemyFirearms + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t\t<<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\t\tYou're injured by your opponent's attack.\n\t\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostForest]]\n\t\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t//Click!// The gun wasn't loaded!\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "knife">>\s\n\tYour opponent slashes at you with their knife.\n <<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,3)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from your attacker! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou attacker's knife cuts you painfully!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostForest]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "fists">>\s\n\tYour opponent throws a punch.\n\t<<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou take the hit, but you're not down yet!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostForest]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent missed!\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<</if>>\n<<elseif $enemyHP lte 2 and $enemyHP gt 0>>\nYour opponent attempts to flee!\n<<set $enemyFlee = random(1,15)>>\n\t<<if $enemyFlee gte ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence)>>\n\tYour assailant disappears into the night.<<set $EnemyFlee to "true">>\n\t<<else>>\n\tYour opponent fails to escape you.\n\t<</if>>\n<</if>>\n/%Player's next action%/\nYou currently have HP: <<print $CharHP>>\n\n<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\n\t<<if $Flee is "true">>Out maneuvering your opponent, you [[flee from your attacker.|Trail][$Flee to "false"]]\n\t<<elseif $EnemyFlee is "true">>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextforest]]\n\t<<elseif $enemyHP lte 0>>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextforest]]\n\t<<else>>\n\tChoose your next action: \n\t[[Shoot him|ForestFight][$playerAction = "gun"]]\n\t[[Punch him|ForestFight][$playerAction = "fists"]]\s\n\tFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|ForestFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|ForestFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|ForestFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|ForestFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|ForestFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <</if>><</if>>\n\t[[Flee from him|ForestFight][$Flee to "true"; $playerAction = "flee"]]\n\t<</if>>\n<<else>>\n<</if>>

[[return|$return]]\n\nArrive in Wanton Cove and begin the search for my former partner's son, Tom.\n\n<<if $MotherofLust is "Played">>!!Murder from Four Years Earlier:\n\nI've found reference to a mythological creature; Zal'chaas. Learn more about her, and how she may tie into this town, and the murder case I was working before I left the police force.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>!! Pastor's Death:\n\nThe Pastor in Wanton Cove committed suicide. I find it strange that a Pastor would commit suicide in the first place, and the statues in front of the Church seem to suggest something much darker at play.<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\nI later found a book in the basement of the Church. Someone, presumably the Pastor, was trying to translate it. I haven't found anything to tie it to the Pastor's death, but, call it a hunch, I think its connected somehow.<</if>> \n\n<<if $JI is "Played">>After talking to both Aaron at the Barmaid's Daughter, and Mr Jackobson in the old part of town, I feel no better about my first impressions. There's more afoot here than meets the eye.\n\nI need to head up to the bluff, take a look around and see if I can learn more.<<if $JI is "Duncel">>Both Aaron at the Barmaid's Daughter, and Mr Jackobson in the old part of town gave surprisingly similar statements. \n\nI followed up on their statements by heading up to the Bluff, but that only created more questions than answer. I'm not likely to get anything more out of Aaron, but Mr Jackobson claims to have witnessed the suicide, so I should speak to him again to clear up some details.<</if>><</if>><</if>>\n\n[[return|$return]]

Inside of the shop, there's an almost unnatural stillness in the air. I hold my breath, tilting my head slightly as I listen. Even the ever present, damnable rain, seems to have eased itself to a soft weeping outside of the store.\n\n"You planning to stand in my doorway all day? Or are you going to come inside to see my //wares?//"<<if $Nadia is "Played">> Nadia purrs from further inside of the store. <<else>> a feminine voice purrs from further inside of the store.<</if>>\n\n[[I go further into the store.|General Store]]

My little cock throbs, achingly hard as I step further into the room.\n\n//I'm so fucking horny, I couldn't say 'no' if I wanted to.// I think, my heart racing as I aproach the bed. Watching the woman's naked body, my eyes trail over her breasts, her ass, and her visibly wet pussy. However, as I devour her with my eyes, I can't help but let my gaze flicker to the man's rigid penis, pointing straight at me.\n\nReaching for my belt, I begin to undress.\n\n[[Make her suck my cock.]]\n[[Eat her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her pussy.]]\n[[Fuck her ass.]]\n[[Sixty-nine her.]]\n<<if $Depravity gte 10>>[[Suck her juices off his cock.]]<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter = random(0, 2)>>\n<<if $Depravity lte 8>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>

Flashlight in hand, I start moving into the cave. //This place is huge.// I think as I turn my flashlight first towards the back of the area, then at the celing.\n\nAlong the celing, I see movement, but quickly come to the realization that its merely bats, thousands of bats, perhaps tens of thousands. The thought of all of those bats taking flight unsettles me.\n\nQuickly, so as not to disturb the bats further, I direct my flashlight to the rest of the room.\n\nThe walls, as high as I can see, are engraved in strange markings. <<if ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 12>>It only takes me a moment before I start recognizing individual markings as being the same or similar to some of what I've seen before. For just a split second, I can picture them painted in blood across the wall like they were across the walls of the alley several years earlier. <<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 7>>Suppressing a shudder, I cant help but th ink they are eerily similar to the ones painted in blood across the walls of the alley several years earlier. <<else>>I stand there for almost a minute, looking at the engravings that makes me feel increasingly unsettled. Finally I shake my head and try to turn my attention elsewhere. <<endif>>\n\nA looming darkness at the back of the cavern appears to be where the cave system continues.\n\nFinally, my flashlight falls on the raised area in the middle of the room. The stone is round, and flat on the top, perhaps eight feet across at any point. I can see wax and half burnt candles placed all around the dark crimson center. <<if ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 10>>Even a cursory inspection reveals that some of the candles look old while others look almost new. //This place has been used recently.// And the dark red at the center of the stone ranges from a rich red color all the way to the brownish red of old dried blood. <<elseif ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 5>>Looking at the candles, I can see that some look older than others, but its difficult to tell how long they have been there. When I shift my attention to the red, I can see that most of it is the brownish red of old dried blood, though some of it appears lighter in color. <<else>>//What the hell happened here?// I wonder, looking at the old candles and old dried blood. <<endif>>\n\nTaking my time, I walk through the cavern, looking in nooks and crannies in the hopes of finding something useful. With the exception of bits and pieces of old bone, I see little else of interest. \n\n<<if $C2B is "Not Played">>Nearing the dark area at the back of the cave, you discover that it is indeed a cave. \n\nA faint breeze drifts through the cave and you start to follow it. Its several minutes before you see light ahead. Following it, you can faintly hear the sound of waves crashing somewhere in the distance. Eventually the cave seems to narrow to a point that you have to squeeze in places to get through, until you sudenly find yourself pushing through some pushes. Taking a look around, you can see the mansion just a short distance ahead of you, and down the bluff is the town of Wanton Cove. \n\n[[Continue.|Bluff]]<<set $C2B to "Played">>\n\n<<else>>Follow the cave out to the [[Bluff]].\n\n[[Exit the cave.|Take the North fork of the trail.]] <<endif>>

My entire mind screams for me to throw him out and grab another beer, but instead, I take a deep breath and cross my arms over my stained white tank top, "Say what you have to say." \n\n"Tom was writing an article about some artifact he'd come across," Peter begins. "Last I talked to him, he said he had a lead that he was going to follow." \n\nPeter pauses, obviously thinking about his next words before he says them, "He's always been relentless about getting to the bottom of a story." He grimaces, "That's something I blame you for by the way."\n\nI can't help myself. He's found a chink in my armor and a hint of a sad smile finds its way onto my face at the memory of the times I spent with him and his family back when I was still with the force.\n\nHe must have seen my expression soften. I could see it in the subtle way he relaxes across the room from me, how his gaze holds my own with a little more intensity. "Well, this time was different, he was obsessed in a way I've never seen before."\n\n"You know how he is. He checks in at least once a week, always." Peter is a big man, but something about his posture and his expression made him look small standing across the room from me. "It was almost a month that we hadn't heard from him, until a letter arrived in the mail from him."\n\nPeter reaches into his coat, pulling a white envelope and holding it out towards me. I don't take it. \n\nHe looks at me like he's trying to will me to take the envelope for a couple more heartbeats, then lowers his arm, still holding it.\n\n"He's in trouble," Peter says, "I couldn't make heads or tails of what was written, but it was in Tom's hand writing. And the return address is to a place called Wanton Cove." \n\nThe town's name brings images to mind of the most horrific murder scene [[I had ever worked]].\n\n

Nearing the top of the bluff, the light breeze pulls lightly at my coat. Walking into the wind, the ocean's salt is heavy on the air.\n\nWithout warning, a heavy gust of wind knocks me off balance, causing me to stumble.\n\nRegaining my footing, the wind returns to its previous light breeze.\n\nFeeling the sudden need to stay just a little further away from the cliff edge, [[I continue to walk.|Bluff]]

I scan the interior of the Barmaid's Daughter slowly, taking in the details.\n\nAmongst the conversation and drinking I would expect, I see a group of four people sitting around a round table. The table sits at a barely perceivable tilt, but the four around it seem ignorant of that fact. \n\nI see one of the people tap the table, "Hit me," the soft featured man says. \n\nThe woman across from him, the dealer slides another playing card across the table to him.\n\n//Blackjack. Wonder if they'd deal me in some time?// I wonder to myself.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

<<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>Near the top of the bluff, I see a luminecent puddle of White Goo.\n\nStepping closer, I brush back a bit of grass for a better look. At a glance, it looks just like the other White Goo I have seen.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]\nor\n[[Investigate Further|BG1]]<<else>>Nearing the top of the bluff, I see a small puddle of something white on the ground.\n\nMoving closer, I brush back a bit of grass for a better look. The white slime looks like a jellyfish at first glance, but the faint glow it emmits holds my attention.\n\nIntrigued, I nudge the puddle with the tip of my book, the sliming moving with a little juggle before sticking to my boot as I pull it back.\n\nAbsently, I wipe the White Goo from the tip of my boot on the grass beside the trail.\n\n<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>>\n[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]

The street looks abandoned, almost as if only my assailant and myself remain in this God forsaken town. The soft creaks of store signs and the slashing of puddles play like a soft background to the more immediate sounds of our fight.\n\n/%Player's actions%/\n<<if $playerAction is "gun">>\s\n <<if $Ammo gte 1>>/%Assuming enemies have an ammunition count as well. If not, "$ammo" would be shorter%/\s\n <<set $Hit = $PlayerFirearms + random(1,15)>>\s\n <<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t <<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n <<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>/%You didn't specify the damage formula, so I'm using this. =^-^=%/\s\n <<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet. <<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\tYou have no ammo!\n <</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "fists">>\s\n\tYou throw a punch at your opponent.\n\t<<set $Hit = $PlayerBrawling + random(1,15)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet.\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "use">>\nWorking quickly with your First Aid Kit, you tend the worst of your wounds.\n<<elseif $Flee is "true">> You turn to run.\n<</if>>\s\n\n/%Enemy's actions%/\n<<if $enemyHP gte 3>>\n\t<<if $enemyWeapon is "gun">>\s\n\tThe enemy fires their gun!\n\t\t<<if $Ammo gte 1>>\s\n\t\t<<set $Hit = $enemyFirearms + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t\t<<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\t\tYou're injured by your opponent's attack.\n\t\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostStreet]]\n\t\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t//Click!// The gun wasn't loaded!\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "knife">>\s\n\tYour opponent slashes at you with their knife.\n <<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,3)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from your attacker! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou attacker's knife cuts you painfully!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostStreet]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "fists">>\s\n\tYour opponent throws a punch.\n\t<<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou take the hit, but you're not down yet!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostStreet]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent missed!\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<</if>>\n<<elseif $enemyHP lte 2 and $enemyHP gt 0>>\nYour opponent attempts to flee!\n<<set $enemyFlee = random(1,15)>>\n\t<<if $enemyFlee gte ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence)>>\n\tYour assailant disappears into the night.<<set $EnemyFlee to "true">>\n\t<<else>>\n\tYour opponent fails to escape you.\n\t<</if>>\n<</if>>\n/%Player's next action%/\nYou currently have HP: <<print $CharHP>>\n\n<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\n\t<<if $Flee is "true">>Out maneuvering your opponent, you [[flee from your attacker.|Head into the center of town.][$Flee to "false"]]\n\t<<elseif $EnemyFlee is "true">>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextstreet]]\n\t<<elseif $enemyHP lte 0>>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextstreet]]\n\t<<else>>\n\tChoose your next action: [[Punch him|StreetFight][$playerAction = "fists"]]\s\n\t[[Shoot him|StreetFight][$playerAction = "gun"]]\n\tFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|StreetFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|StreetFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|StreetFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|StreetFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|StreetFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <</if>><</if>>\n\t[[Flee from him|StreetFight][$Flee to "true"; $playerAction = "flee"]]\n\t<</if>>\n<<else>>\n<</if>>

A roaring cheer goes up across the tavern from me. My eyes go that direction.\n\nAround a table, I see half a dozen people, one of them pouring a bottle of something into shot glasses. \n\nOnce all the shot glasses are filled, each person at the table takes one, counts loudly to three as a group, then throws their drinks back together before smalling their shot glasses down on the table and letting out another roaring cheer.\n\nI shake my head with a half grin, then return my attention to the rest of the tavern.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

I can hear a sound from somewhere deeper in the shadows of the cave. Not sure if its the sound of a rock falling, a shoe scuffing the ground, or something else. I pause to listen. \n\nAfter more than a minute, the sound does not repeat itself. When I start to move again, I'm considerably more watchful than I had been previously.\n\n[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

[[return|$return]]\n\nWanton Cove began appearing in historical records around 1645. The area was first officially settled in 1652 by Zadok Alhazred, though there is no known record of the man before his arrival in the region.\n\nThe town of Wanton Cove, and the island of the same name rests a little over 20 miles off the east coast of the United States.\n\nThe island is host to ruins that predate the town, though no archeological survey has ever been launched to investigate further. No one knows who these early inhabitants were.\n\nThe Native Americans who originally lived in the region spoke of a cursed island off the coast where those who went there returned mad, if they returned at all. However given the superstitions of the native people, and the fact that the island has been settled for more than a hundred and fifty years at the time of this writing, it is reasonable to assume that this is nothing more than local mythology.\n\n[[Return to Table of Contents.|Wanton Cove History Book]]\n\n[[return|$return]]

Approaching the waterfront, I see several sailors working around the fishing boat at the dock. \n\nI'm a little surprised to see more ladies than men working around the boat as they unload their catch.\n\nI pause for only a moment to watch the sailors.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]

Thursday morning, shortly after 10am.\n\nMorning found me sitting in my Lazy-boy, feet kicked up, wearing an old white tank top and a pair of navy blue boxer shorts. \n\nIdly, I hit the channel button on my remote again, looking for something other than news reports of the latest heinous act of violence against some little kid, or poorly written cop shows. I stop on the weather channel. \n\nSetting the remote down again, I trade it out for the warm beer sitting on the end table.\n\nThe beer almost reaches my lips when I hear a firm knock on my living room door.\n\nSighing, I set the beer back down and try to kick in the foot rest of my Lazy-boy. The foot rest swings right back up. With an exasperated growl, I kick it down a second time. This time it catches and stays down.\n\nThe knock on my door is firmer this time, more insistent. "I'm coming!" I yell towards the door, not caring that my annoyance is clear in my voice.\n\nWading through the mess towards the front door, I'm only mildly surprised that I don't knock any of the precarious piles of books, papers or mess over before reaching the door.\n\nOpening the door as far as the chain lock will allow, "Whatever you're selling, I'm not interested." I growl, not even bothering to look who it is at the door.\n\n"<<print $PlayerName>>, it's me, Peter." Peter Duntell, my old partner says from the other side of the door. "I tried calling, but you didn't take my call. I need a favor. My son has gone missing." \n\nI can hear the pain, the worry in his voice. But to be honest, I couldn't bring myself to care all that much. I liked his kid, like his father, he was a good man, but I just wanted to get back to my beer. "Not my problem, call the police, file a missing person's report. I don't see how this has anything to do with me," I said more bitterly than I had intended.\n\nI close the door again and start to turn away.\n\nPeter knocks on the door again, full fist. The pounding is loud enough that it makes my head feel like it's going to explode, or maybe I'm just that hung over from last night.\n\n"<<print $PlayerName>>!" Peter roars through the door, "I've tried! it's been over a month!" Then he said something that I'd never heard him admit before, "I'm //scared.//"\n\nNow, Peter is a man's man. He's in his early fifties, maybe five years older than myself, and he's worked hard for everything he's ever accomplished. He's the type of man who's even tempered, quick to act, never backs down from a challenge, and always does what he thinks is right. Hearing him admit that he was scared, and believing it, . . . well, to be honest, I'd have been less surprised if I discovered that aliens were invading.\n\nI stop dead in my tracks. My shoulders slump in defeat even before my conscious mind tells me that I'm going to at least hear him out.\n\n"Well, fuck," I mumble to myself. \n\nTurning back towards the door, I unhook the chain and pull the door half open. I'm half way back to my Lazy-boy before he pushes the door the rest of the way open and lets himself in.\n\nAfter several heartbeats, "What //happened to you?//" Peter asks. I knew exactly what he meant. I'd seen too much, too many atrocities, too much collateral damage. I'd been broken by it, and now, I was trying to kill myself, one beer at a time.\n\n"You know damn well what happened to me." Picking up my warm beer, I down the rest of the bottle before tossing the empty bottle towards a garbage can that was already overflowing with empties. The bottle I tossed, along with three others, clatter to the floor to join the clutter.\n\n"Want a beer?" I ask, picking my way towards the kitchen.\n\n"No, I don't want a beer, and neither do you." Peter says firmly.\n\nI turn to look at him, feeling a mix of anger and annoyance, "You've got five minutes." \n\n"You're going to give me more than that. You're going to hear me out, and you're going to help." I don't even have my mouth open to protest before he raises a finger to ward off my objection, "After what you did. You //owe// me." [[He says firmly.]]\n<<set $CharacterConfirmed to "Confirmed">>\n

"So, what are you doing living out here like this?" I gesture vaguely at the interior of the cabin, "Why don't you just leave Wanton Cove instead?"\n\nVick looks at me for several long seconds that seem to stretch into an eternety. His experession completely unreadable as he seems to fight some inner struggle before answering, "Leev?" He bluts suddenly, his tone incredious, "Ah not safe wit out me bones," The intensity of his gaze makes me instinctively move away from him a half step, "Sides, //she// neva let mah go."\n\nI pause, considering my response before speaking again, "And why does //she// care so much about you?"\n\nVick's eyes are far too wide as he begins to speak, madness blazing through his gaze like the fires of the sun. "//La goka Zal'chaas throch'ke ebumna. Klem'he sha k'yarnak di kadishtu 'fhalma wi r'luh s'uhn. Throd mnahn hlirgh, sll'ha Zal'chaas ghe yu'thr fleh'rosch.//" As soon as he finishes speaking, a warm and kindly grin touches his lips.\n\nTense, the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end, I desperately wish there were heavy metal bars seperating us, regardless of which side of those bars I would be on.\n\n//Maybe that wasn't the best choice of topic.// I think dryly, my pule only now starting to slow to a more normal pace.\n\n[[What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?]]\n\n[[Who is SHE?]]\n\n[[Do you know anything about a guy named Tom?]]<<if $Pastor is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask Vick about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>> \n\n[[Ask Vick about your transformation.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done talking to Vick.|Enter the Log Cabin.]]

The moisture in the air is so thick that it makes the air actually smell //wet//. \n\nI take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the cool, damp air.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe person doesn't seem to notice me as they walk along the waterfront, dissappearing behind one of the buildings hear the docks.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe figure pauses half way across the street, turning towards me. For a split second, I think I see a large tentacle where their mouth belongs, small tentacles surrounding it in a ring of writhing pink flesh. In the time it takes me to blink, the figure has turned away from me.\n\nThe figure quickly continues across the street before disappearing behind one of the buildings hear the docks.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 2 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>I see a feminine figure standing at the nearest dock, facing towards me. The figure's heavy jacket and wide brimmed hat have a slow but steady drip of water coming off them from the light rain.\n\nMy walk slows, unsure of the figure's intention. \n\nThe figure doesn't have a shirt on, a pair of tentacles twitching and writhing from where her nipples should be visible, suction cups like an octopus' cover the tentacles from every conceivable angle.\n\nWhere a normal set of eyes should be, she instead has a pair of goat like eyes that stare at me.\n\nI tremble at the sight, my hand going to the handle of my .38 Special.\n\nThe figure stands there for another heartbeat, then turns, walking quickly behind one of the buildings hear the docks.\n\nI stand there in the cold rain for several more seconds, my heart pounding rapidly in my chest. \n\n[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><<else>>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe person doesn't seem to notice me as they cross the street, disappearing behind one of the buildings hear the docks.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]<</if>>

Tanya reaches out, taking my hand, "Lead the way," She says with a coy smile.\n\nFeeling a rush of excitement, I lead her up the stairs to my room.\n\nOnce inside, I close the door behind us, locking it before turning back towards Tanya.\n\nAs soon as my eyes come to rest on her again, she begins to dance to some music I can't hear, her body swaying erotically as her hands begin to roam her body.\n\nI can feel my cock swollen in my pants, straining painfully for freedom as I watch her cup her breasts. As I watch, I take off my jacket, laying it over the back of the small chair in the room.\n\nHer hands stray to the laces holding the front of her dress closed. With practiced hands, she begins to unlace herself, spilling more and more of her full breasts from the top of her dress until both breasts spring free at once.\n\nI openly stare at her pale round breasts, spotted with light freckles and topped with small pink nipples.\n\nSlowly, her dress begins to fall down her body. I'm not sure if her erotic dance is slowing, or encouregaing it's decent.\n\nIt isnt long before she's standing naked before me, beckoning me to come to her.\n\nWhen I take a step towards her, I reach down to grab the bottom of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head in a single movement.\n\nI can already see the moistness between her legs, her arousal is heavy in the air.\n\n"I'm so fucking horny," Tanya says breathy, stepping towards me.\n\nI put my arms around her, holding her naked body against me as our lips meet.\n\nI can feel her breasts against my chest, her warm nipples hard. \n\nHer tongue probes my mouth, my own tongue darting out to meet hers.\n\nI can feel her hands at the front of my pants, deftly unbuckling my belt. I almost moan in relief as she frees me from my pants, the smothering pressure suddenly gone and my hard cock springing forth to slap the palm of her hand.\n\nI can feel her smile against my lips, her fingers wrapping around my rigid shaft.\n\nHer lips leave mine for just a second, "I want to feel you inside of me," She pants breathy. Then her lips press hard against mine again.\n\nA moment later, she leans back, her arms holding me to her as we both fall in a heap on my bed.\n\nI can feel her hand on my cock, guiding me to her pussy. I can feel her impossibly wet pussy as she rubs my hard shaft between her nether lips.\n\n"Fuck me," She moans, I can feel her line the tip of my cock up with her opening.\n\n"Yes, ma'am," I smile, then slide forward. My cock glides into her wetness in a single fluid motion.\n\nUnderneath me, I can feel her pussy moving, almost milking my cock. A soft moan escapes my lips. Her hips grind against my own.\n\nFor a time, I lay there, savoring the feeling of her pussy wrapped around my throbbing cock. Then I begin to thrust, slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed, her own movements meeting mine with practiced precision.\n\nIt doesn't take long before I feel my balls starting to tighten. I shove deep, my cockhead pressed firmly at the entrance of her womb, then begin to unload my seed deep inside of her.\n\nWhen I'm finally done, I roll off of her, laying on the bed as I catch my breath.\n\n//I may not be as young as I once was, but I can still get the job done.// I think with a cocky grin.\n\nTanya rolls towards me, draping her naked form over me. "I really needed that," She purrs, kissing me right on the lips before slipping off the bed and starting to dress again.\n\nI just lay there, watching her dress, enjoying the view as she pulls the dress up her pale body. I start to feel a hint of arousal, my cock starting to grow again.\n\nAs I watch her, makes eye contact with me, then reaches for my pants where they had fallen on the floor. She quickly pulls my billfold, showing me that she's only taking $10, then puts the billfold back in the pants pocket. \n\n"I hope we can do this again," She says, blowing me a kiss, then exiting the room.\n\nA couple of minutes later, I finally sit up, my crotch slick and slimy with a combination of her juices and thick white fluid. //Must have been with another guy before me.// I think idly.<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Money -= 10>>\n\n[[Get dressed.|Your room.]]

<<if $Depravity gte 10>>I'm not sure what comes over me, my mouth opening as if by another's will. \n\n"I," My voice trails off, unable to say more. However, the look in Vick's eyes says he knows exactly what I was about to ask about.\n\n"If ye want, ye can get on yer knees, //she//can lissin ta ye suckin mah cock." He grins, blatantly rubbing the growing swell in the front of his pants.\n\nI feel a thrill of excitement as I sink to my knees, my eyes locked on his crotch like a starving man looking at a grand feast.\n\n"Dat ah ood girl," He coos as I reach out, working frantically to free his rigid manhood from his pants. When it finally springs free, I can only gape at the size of it. Its far larger than my own had been just a few short days ago, probably ten inches in length.\n\nMy mouth salavates.\n\nI know I shouldn't be doing this, that this is wrong, that I'm a //man// but its like a craving that washes over me, sweeping me away like a swimmer caught in a riptide.\n\nIn spite of the smell, I learn forward, my lips wrapping around the head of his cock. A moment later, my mouth comes free, leaving the crown of his massive cock glistening with my saliva. My tongue darts out, scooping a little dollop of precum from the tip of his cock, then I dive forward again, taking almost half of his length in a single motion.\n\n"Jus ike dat," Vick says gruffly, his hips starting to move as he tries to thrust more of his length into my mouth.\n\nIts not long before he thrust forward, driving his impressive length down my thoat. I feel a pulse through the warm flesh of his penis, a split second later my throat is filled with a kind of warmth. \n\nAnother pulse, adding to that warmth. He pulls back, I gasp for breath just as he fires another jet of cum into my open mouth.\n\nA fourth and fifth spray my face and neck, dripping from my chin.\n\n//Holy crap, there's SO much of it!// I think with a hint of pride.\n\nOne final dribble of cum escapes the tip of his glistening cock before lazily sagging towards the floor.\n\nMoving quickly, I stick my tongue out, catching the bead of cum before it can hit the floor, then plant one final kiss on the very tip of his cock before standing again.\n\n//It feels so warm on my skin,// I think, lost in a haze of lust.\n\nSlowly, I begin to return to my senses. I realize that the cum has had time to cool on my skin, and Vick is watching me expectantly. With a serious expression, he says, "//She// ill make ya her whore if ya don sate yer lust. If ya ave needs, cum ta meh, I'll help ya keep em under control."\n\nUnable to think of anything to say, I give a little nod.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>><<elseif $Depravity gte 5>>I'm not sure what comes over me, my mouth opening as if by another's will. \n\n"I," My voice trails off, unable to say more. However, the look in Vick's eyes says he knows exactly what I was about to ask about.\n\n"If ye want, ye can get on yer knees, //she//can lissin ta ye suckin mah cock." He grins, blatantly rubbing the growing swell in the front of his pants.\n\nI tremble slightly as I sink to my knees, my eyes locked on his crotch like a starving man looking at a steak.\n\n"Dat ah ood girl," He coos, unfastening his pants and fishing his already hard cock from within. I can only gape at the size of it, far larger than my own had been just a few short days ago, probably ten inches in length.\n\nI flinch back from the smell of him, but not before he's able to grab hold of my head with both hands, preventing my escape.\n\nI try to grab hold of his thighs to prevent him from pulling me closer, but he's much stronger than me and has little trouble pulling me to him again. \n\nHis cock brushes my lips, the smell almost overwhelming, but the smear of precum across my lips awakens a hunger within me. Within seconds, against the will of my conscious mind, my lips part.\n\nHe takes this opportunity to thrust the angry purple head of hic cock into my mouth, making me gag slightly when he hits the back of my throat. \n\nFor the first few seconds of the assault, I try to fight him. Eventually however, my own arousal starts to spike, the smell of him no longer so obvious. My head starts to bob up and down his cock, taking only the first few inches as I do so. Absently, I let my tongue play, flicking at the tip and twirling it around the crown of his cock.\n\n"Jus ike dat," Vick says gruffly, his hips starting to move as he tries to thrust more of his length into my mouth.\n\nIts not long before he thrust forward, driving half of his length down my throat and filling my mouth with the rest. I feel a pulse through the warm flesh of his penis, a split second lter my throat is filled with a kind of warmth. \n\nAnother pulse, adding to that warmth. He pulls back, I gasp for breath just as he fires another jet of cum into my open mouth.\n\nA fourth and fifth spray my face and neck, dripping from my chin.\n\n//Holy crap, there's SO much of it!// I think in alarm.\n\nOne final dribble of cum escapes the tip of his glistening cock before lazily sagging towards the floor.\n\nSelf conscious, I move away from Vick, wiping my face off on my sleeve and trying not to look too closely as he milks a few final drops of cum from his cock before tucking his big dick back into his pants.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $Depravity += 1>><<else>>I'm not sure what comes over me, my mouth opening as if by another's will. \n\n"I," My voice trails off, unable to say more. However, the look in Vick's eyes says he knows exactly what I was about to ask about.\n\n"If ye want, ye can get on yer knees, //she//can lissin ta ye suckin mah cock." He grins, blatantly rubbing the growing swell in the front of his pants\n\nMy eyes widen and I step back suddenly, nearly tripping backwards in my haste.\n\nVick lets out a bark of laughter, his face lighting up with amusement at my discomfort, "Anodder time den," He says lightly.\n\n<<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>[[Next.|Talk to Vick.]]

I make my way along the shoreline towards the shipbuilder's shack. The ground under my feet is a mixture of rocky sand, barnicles, broken seashells, and rotting seaweed.\n\nUp a head, I can hear the sounds of someone working in, or near the shipbuilder's shack. \n\nNearing the shack, I let my gaze drift over the building. \n\nThe side of the building nearest the water is made up of a pair of large doors, both swung open, opening the entire end of the building towards the cove. Its hard to tell if the building has any windows or not, if it does, they are hidden behind one of the boats, or stacks of lumber leaning against the shack's sides. A hint of smoke drifts from the big chimney in the building's roof.\n\nI idly wonder what the point of lighting a fire in the fireplace is, if the shack's owner is just going to leave the big doors open to the cold anyway.\n\nAs I near the large, open doors, I can hear someone working inside of the shack.\n\n<<if $Phil is "Not Played">>[[Step inside the shack.]]<<else>>[[Step inside the shack.|Shipbuilder Shack]]<</if>>\nor\n<<dockslink "Head back towards the docks.">>

As I walk, I hear a soft creak from a nearby porch. Turning my attention that direction, you see an old man, his eyes sharp, looking at me. His pinched expression is a mix of annoyance and disgust.\n\nLocking eyes with me, he leans to the side, spitting something into the copper bowl near his feet. I can see just a hint of brown oozing from the corner of his mouth.\n\n//Well, thats disgusting.// I think.\n\nHis hawkish gaze never leaves me as he reaches up to wipe the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.\n\n//And something tells me that he's not the type for friendly conversation either.// I tear my gaze away and [[continue down the road.|Nice part of town.]]

<<set $Day += 1>><<set $CharHP = 10>><<set $Research to 0>><<if $Taint gte 100>><<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 75>><<set $Taint += 4>><<elseif $Taint gte 50>><<set $Taint += 3>><<elseif $Taint gte 25>><<set $Taint += 2>>\n<<elseif $Taint gte 1>><<set $Taint += 1>><</if>>\n[[Your room.]]//It's too late now," The words echo softly in the deep fog that shrouds the world around me.\n\nThere's a giggle from somewhere nearby, followed by a sudden pale flash of movement out of the corner of my eye from the opposite direction.\n\nBehind me, the world seems to darken. An involuntary shiver goes through me, and I start to briskly walk towards the melodious sound of giggling.\n\nI stumble across the uneven ground, not even seeing the details as I follow the retreating sound.\n\nMeanwhile, the darkness behind me seems to loom closer.\n\n"Cha'la'na, thr uch na," //Her// voice whispers behind me. \n\n"I know!" I half turn, yelling back at her.\n\nI break into a run, though the faster I move, the more prevaling the darkness becomes as it seems to stretch around me as if prepared to swallow me.\n\nTripping, I slam hard into the cobblestone road beneath me. I look back in a panic, expecting //her// to catch me at any moment, but all I can see is the narrow alley behind me, several police officers standing at its end, looking anywhere but at me.\n\nGetting to my feet again, I look in the other direction. \n\nI blanch at the carnage before me, feeling bile rise up in the back of my throat.\n\nAmong all the red is a pale femenine shape laying in a pool of blood, not a drop marring its skin. \n\nBut my attention is instead drawn to what is behind it. A woman, dressed as I am, is looking straight back at me. Its the same female version of myself that I had seen the night before in my dreams.//\n\nA dream! This is a dream! //I try to grasp that thought, to hold onto it even as it slips away from me.\n\nHer eyes are filled with sadness as she gazes at me. Droplets of blood drip from her fingertips where her hands hang at her sides, "You really don't know, do you?" There's a sense of surprise, bordering on reverence, in her voice as she steps closer, her foot touching the pool of blood she had been standing at the edge of, but not breaking the surface, "Nevertheless, you will come to understand soon enough."//\n\n[[Wake]]\n\n

//The world seems shrouded in a perpetual fog, so dense that all I can see is a solid shade of gray.\n\nI lift my arm, placing it in front of my face, but I still can not see it.\n\nOn a whim, I touch my face, just to make sure my hand is actually there.// Yep,// I think as I brush my face. My skin feels soft, . . .feminine.\n\nI flinch away as I feel something brush across my skin along my lower back. I can feel a wet slimy sensation in the wake of the touch.\n\nMy breathing, heavy with fear, fills the silence with a suddenness that makes my heart race.\n\nWith no idea of where I am, I break into a run across the uneven ground, my hands in front of me to prevent myself from crashing into something.\n\nMy headlong flight is erratic as I stumble and stagger as I run. \n\nThe wind is knocked from my lungs as I slam full force into something solid, completely unforgiving. \n\nFalling backwards, I land hard on my ass.\n\nFrom somewhere behind me, I can hear someone, or perhaps //something,// moving fluidly though the gray behind me. \n\nScrambling to my feet once more, I start to feel the fall in fromt of me, nearly completely smooth to the touch. I start following along its surface, trying to find its edge, or some opening in it.\n\nMy fingertips find a seam in the wall and I begin to follow it upwards to above my head where it cuts horizontally for about three feet. At the end of that distance it starts straight downward again.//\n\nA door?// I think, frantically reaching for where a handle would be.\n\nI find it.\n\nThe sound behind me is closer now, I can feel the air moving all around me, swirling almost like churning water around me.\n\nTurning the doorknob, I almost fall through the space.\n\nI find myself in a room decorated in red velvet and gold trim. Lazily siwrling smoke drifts through the air creating strange, and almost hypnotic patterns in the air.\n\nThe room is filled with gold fringed red pillows.\n\nGlancing behind myself to make sure the door is closed, and preferably locked, behind me, I discover nothing but smooth wall. I reach out in wonder, touching the wall, but finding no sign of the door I just entered through.//\n\nAnother one of these strange dreams,// The thought drifts darkly through my mind. //At least a dream can't hurt me.//\n\nTurning back to the room, I start to take stock of my surroundings. \n\nThe room is lit, almost glowing, but there is no sign of a light source. The gold trim on the walls has an almost organic feel to it, like it grew on the walls like ivy rather than it being made by human hands. The red of the walls looks almost wet, the color seeming to ebb and flow like a pulse just beneath a fresh wound.\n\nMy eyes finally fall on a pale expanse of flesh strewn across the pillows.\n\nA woman looks up at me, unsettling familiar, yet completely alien. She's me, or rather a female version of me. A sad little smile touches her lips as she eyes me.\n\nWith a single finger, she beckons me forward, "Its too late now," My feminine voice says softly. The words seem to echo in my mind.//\n\nI'm covered in a cold sweat as I sit up suddenly on bed. I rub my arms to stave off the cold for a few fleeting seconds, then get unsteadily out of bed to <<set $Day += 1>><<set $CharHP = 10>><<set $Research to 0>><<if $Taint gte 100>><<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 75>><<set $Taint += 4>><<elseif $Taint gte 50>><<set $Taint += 3>><<elseif $Taint gte 25>><<set $Taint += 2>>\n<<elseif $Taint gte 1>><<set $Taint += 1>><</if>>\n[[Your room.]][[begin my day.|Your room.]]

//The haze around me seems to take form, becoming a person, a man, Tom. I look at him for a long moment, seemingly unable to find words. He seems to be looking at me expectantly, as if waiting for me to say something. When I finally open my mouth to speak, no sound comes out.\n\nConcerned by this development, I reach out, trying to take hold of him, but my hands pass through him as if he isn't even there.\n\nI come to the sudden realization that even though I moved, his eyes did not. \n\nI quickly turn to look at whatever is holding his attention. \n\nBefore me is an ocean, stretching as far as the eye can see,// This can't be real, //as I watch, I can see something, no, some things, moving in the water.\n\nMy curiosity draws me to lean forward, seeking a better look. In the blink of an eye, I'm in the water. I look around frantically, searching for land, but there is no sign of it. \n\nAll around me, the things in the water move closer, giving me tantalizing glimpses, but no clear look at them. \n\nI reach for my .38 Special, only to discover that not only is my gun gone, but I also appear to be naked beneath the frigid waves.\n\nOne of the things reaches out, its cold hand brushing across my skin in what is almost an erotic caress.\n\nWithin seconds, others start to do the same, their fingers <<if $Taint lte 39>>brushing across my chest and stiffening cock.<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>caressing my budding breasts and hardening penis.<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>sliding along my crotch and cupping my breasts.<<else>>massaging my full breasts and letting their chill fingers glide along the folds of my new pussy.<</if>>\n\nRevulsion wars with arousal within me, my hands trying to ward off these// things //unwanted advances.\n\nWith the creatures closer, I can now see more detail as they move in the black water. I see gray-green skin, webbing between fingers. Their eyes are large with huge black pupils like a fish. Their all too human faces are dominated by a maw of serated crystaline teeth.\n\nAs I tread water, I feel something suddenly take hold of my ankle, pulling me under suddenly. \n\nI gasp for breath on the way down, but far too late, instead of air, I fill my lungs with foul water isntead.\n\nI thrash violently, trying to free myself from the iron grip pulling me down. \n\nAll around me, I can see the creatures clearly now. There are half a dozen of them, all but one that I can see is male, the female has large swolen breasts and a slimmer figure than the well endowed male counterparts.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 54>>The female glides through the water towards me, her too-large eyes searching my features. When she gets close enough, she presses her lips firmly to my own. \n\nI feel rancid air filling my lungs, and I barely resist the urge to gag. A moment larter, I feel a flutter alont the sides of my neck. Her lips leave my own, as I try to draw another breath, filling my lungs with water for a second time. Only this time my body responds as if I'm merely breathing air.//\n\nI'm breathing water? //I think in a mixture of concern and amazement.\n\n"Welcome brother," The female says, though her mouth does not seem to move. "Seek us out, embrace us, we will bask in the lust that is Zaal'chaas together." Her voice is thick with lust.\n\nShe embraces me, her arms and legs encircling my body as she presses herself firmly against me. I can feel my cock brush the folds of her pussy. Somewhere between us, I feel a hand, though I do not know who, or what, it belongs to. The hand guides my ccok to the female's waiting sex where I feel myself slide inside with almost agonizing slowness.<<else>>One of the males moves close to me, I fan feel its slick skin against my breasts as it pulls me tight against it. \n\nIts lips find mine, forcing rancid air into my lungs. I fight the urge to gag, bile rising up in the back of my throat, but I somehow suppress it.\n\nA moment larter, I feel a flutter alont the sides of my neck. His lips leave my own, as I try to draw another breath, filling my lungs with water for a second time. Only this time my body responds as if I'm merely breathing air.//\n\nI'm breathing water? //I think in a mixture of concern and amazement.\n\n"Welcome sister," The he says, though his mouth does not seem to move. "Seek us out, embrace us, we will bask in the lust that is Zaal'chaas together." His voice is thick with lust. \n\nI can feel several bodies begin to press in around me, their hands taking liberties with my body as they fondle my breasts and their fingers explore my sex.\n\nI instinctively spread my legs when I feel a hand on the inside of my thigh, gently prying my legs apart.\n\nThe hand is almost immediately replaced by something else. Looking down, I see that the creature before me is clearly aroused, a massive, tapered cock jutts from its crotch. \n\nI watch in fascination as the tip of its cock slips closer to my crotch.<</if>>\n\nA hint of red draws my attention to one side, where I see Tom, struggling against several more of the creatures as they pull him down, his mouth fixed in a silent scream as he is pulled deeper into the gloomy waters.\n\nSuddenly coming back to my senses, I struggle against the creatures around me, breaking free suddenly before diving and swimming towards where Tom is.\n\nMy lungs suddenly burning with the need for air.\n\nNo matter how hard I swim, Tom is further from my reach with every passing second. \n\nUnable to hold my breath any longer, I draw sea water into my lungs for a third time. Quenching the fire in my lungs with the smothering sea around me.//\n\nCaughing, water sputtering from my mouth, I sit up in bed. For several minutes, I caugh and wheeze, clearing the salty fluid from my lungs and catching my breath.\n\n//What the fuck is happening to me?// I think in a near panic, //I've got to find Tom and get away from this place. The sooner the better.//\n\nTurning my eyes to the small window beside me, I can see the first hints of dawn on the horizon.\n\n<<set $Day += 1>><<set $CharHP = 10>><<set $Research to 0>><<if $Taint gte 100>><<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 75>><<set $Taint += 4>><<elseif $Taint gte 50>><<set $Taint += 3>><<elseif $Taint gte 25>><<set $Taint += 2>>\n<<elseif $Taint gte 1>><<set $Taint += 1>><</if>>\n[[Your room.]][[Your room.]]

Inspecting the door, I take note of the style of lock.\n\n//Cheap doorknob, break that and I can slide the lock mechanism.// I think confidently.\n\nIt takes only a moment to find a heavy rock in the mud. With a firm swing, I knock the cheap doorknob loose.\n\nPulling the broken doorknob free, I look at the lock mechanism inside. With a half smile, I easily flip the lock, the door swings open <<churchlink "at a gentle push.">>

I begin my inspection by checking the doorknob and lock. Seeing no weakness there I turn my attention to the door frame.\n\nFor several minutes, I search the door for any sign of weakness that I can exploit. In spite of my best efforts, I see no sign of weakness from the door, or way to circumvent the lock.\n\nDiscouraged, [[I step back from the door.|little church]]

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The stillness of the air within the cave is a little unsettling, especially considering how open the one end is to the elements.\n\n//Seems like there should be a breeze in here or something.//\n\n[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

Glistening wetness draws my attention to the altar in the center of the big chamber. Making my way towards it, I can see the source.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 9>>Leaning towards it, I can see White Goo smeared across the surface of the altar. While it may have created some kind of pattern before, I can't make anything of it now.\n\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>My knees nearly buckle when I breathe in, the salty sweet scent of the White Goo washing over me makes me feel momentarily dizzy.\n\nWhen my focus begins to return, I'm already reaching for the White Goo. Just touching it is enough to cause my body to shudder with pleasure, my arousal washing over me like a force of nature. When I bring my fingers to my lips, I moan lewdly, nearly collapsing when I feel myself cum. \n\nMy mind blanks as I orgasm a second time, loosing myself in orgasmic bliss.\n\nWhen my mind finally clears, I find myself laying on the altar, my clothing discarded all around me. My hands are still straying over my body, slick with White Goo that seems to be everywhere. I shudder again as I orgasm weakly, my body trembling slightly.\n\nIt takes me a few minutes, but I'm eventually able to sit up. Looking down at my body, I can see a small pool of white oosing from my pussy. \n\nI'm horrified at the sight, realizing that I must have been trying to shove the substance up inside of myself.\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Like a junky in need of a fix, I reach out to scoop up a hand full of the White Goo. \n\nEagerly, I stuff my fingers in my mouth, moaning as I savor the salty sweetness.\n\nMy little cock throbs unexpectedly, spilling a trickle of cum into my underwear.\n\nIn the seconds that follow, my mind blanks. When I finally start to come back to my senses, my arms and face are smeared in the substance. Across the altar, there seems to be very little of the White Goo remaining.\n\nShocked at my loss of control, I take a unsteady step back from the altar.\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<elseif $Taint gte 50>>I'm unable to resist the umpluse to reach out towards the White Goo. \n\nA shudder of delight runs through me when my fingers make contact with the substance, and I don't even try to resist the urge to bring my fingers to my lips. \n\nMy little cock hardens almost instantly, ejaculating into my pants within seconds. I can feel the wet stickyness in my underwear.\n\nI continue to lick the stuff off of my fingers, but before I can reach out a second time, I ragain control of my senses and stop myself.\n\nWith a look of disgust on my face, I quickly wipe my fingers off on my pants and step away from the source of my temtation.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>><<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Looking at the White Goo, I start to reach out.\n\nI let out a shuddering sigh when my fingertips brush the substance. //I bet its delicious.// In the next moment, I jerk my hand back like it was burnt, the realization of what I was about to do shocking me back to my senses.\n\nWiping the little bit of White Goo off of my fingers, I move away from the altar.\n\n<<set $Taint += 1>><<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Taking a deep breath, I stare at the White Goo for several seconds, feeling an urge to reach out towards it.\n\nI have to clinch my fist to avoid giving in to the urge, //What the hell is wrong with me?//\n\nClosing my eyes, I cound to ten, then take a step away from the altar.\n\n<<endif>>[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

<<if $Phil is "Played">><<if $Tom2 is "Duncel">>"Can you think of anything more to add since last time?" I ask.\n\nLooking uncomfortable, she says softly, "No, nothing more, sorry." <</if>><<if $Tom2 is "Not Played">>"Mind if we have another talk about Tom?" I ask softly.\n\nTanya's gaze becomes intense for several seconds, then she sighs heavily, visibly slumping as she seems to ponder her feet.\n\nWhen her eyes return to mine, there's a hint of fear in them. \n\nFor a moment, her eyes flicker around the bar, as if checking to see who might be listening to what she has to say, "Play along," She says in barely a whisper.\n\nBefore I have time to respond, she reaches out, her hand lightly brushing the front of my pants in a none too subtle motion, "Its not polite to keep a girl waiting," She says, loud enough for those around the two of us to hear, "Lead the way!" Tanya adds with a coy smile. Only the faintest hint of her earlier fear can be seen in her eyes.\n\nTaking my hand, she leads me through the bar towards the stairs leading up to my room.\n\nA minute later, she closes my bedroom's door behind us. \n\n"You never should have come here," She says.\n\nAfter a brief pause, I ask, "Why not?"\n\n"This place," She says, swallowing hard, "There's something wrong here in Wanton Cove. I'm not sure what exactly."\n\nHer eyes flicker to the door, as if fearful that it will open any second, "Yeah, I met Tom when I first got here, he was half mad, raving." Her voice holds a faint tremor, "People who ask too many questions get hurt, or go missing."\n\nI wait for her to say more, but the silence seems to stretch on, "And?" I say softly.\n\nTanya looks away, a tear trailing down her cheek. As I watch, I see her shudder visibly, "He was my first cutomer when I arrived in Wanton Cove," Her voice is barely a whisper, "He paid me and took me to his room," Her eyes flicker about my room, "This room. He tried to give me something, some papers, but I didn't take them."\n\n"I'm sorry," She adds.\n\n//Got to know more,// I think before aking, "You know what happened to him then?" I push.\n\nShe remains silent, trembling. I step closer to her, putting my arms around her in an effort to calm her.\n\n"Later that night, I saw him being dragged out the back door by a pair of men. He wasn't moving, and I didn't see who the men were who were carrying him," She mumbles against my chest, "The next day, people were saying that he got on a boat that night and left Wanton Cove. But I don't think there was even a boat leaving that night."\n\nFor a while, she sobs against my chest, then slowly recomposed herself and stepping away from me.\n\n"Thank you, its a start," I say, giving her a half smile in thanks.\n\n"You should leave, as soon as you can." Tanya says to me, her voice more sure than it was before.\n\n"I can't do that, I said I'd find him, and that's what I'm going to do."\n\nHer eyes look sad as she shakes her head. With one hand, she wipes her eyes, then turns towards the door, "I should be going," I can see a hint of a smile at the corner of her lips, "There are other men who would like a little bit of my time tonight."\n\nI don't have time to reply before she opens the door and steps through it.<<endif>><<else>>"How long exactly have you been in town?" I ask.\n\nTanya pauses, as if thinking about her answer, "About two weeks," She finally replies.\n\n//So, at least a couple of weeks after Tom was last heard from.// I file the information away in my brain.\n\n"You said before that I'm the first stranger to come through town since you arrived? What about the ships that dock? Surely you havent met all of the sailors from those ships yet?" I ask.\n\nTanya gives a half smile, "Sailors don't count," She lets out a little laugh, "If you've met one sailor, you've met them all. Every one of them comes into port, spends all their money on alcohol and girls, then leaves again." She shrugs, "I can't even keep their names straight most of the time." She admits.\n\nI nod, not knowing what exactly to say in response to that, "You said that you came to Wanton Cove recently, what brought you to this particular town?" I ask.\n\n"I used to live in North Point, but I wanted to get away from my father, so I stowed away on the next boat to leave port," Her tone is a little flat, "The crew found me and let me off here, I've been trying to earn enough money to travel inland, to make a fresh start,"\n\n//North Point, the town I took the ferry from to get here.// I'm not entirely sure that I believe her, something about talks about her former home town feels a bit off, like a story that has been repeated so many times that it looses all meaning. As if sensing my train of thoughts, she adds, "A girl can dream right?" With a little wink, she continues, "Maybe you met my father? The dockmaster there? Handlebar mustache and slightly balding on top?"\n\nThinking back, I can think of several people who might fit her description back in North Point, but I didn't really have reason to speak with any of them at the time.\n\n"I suppose that Tom would have traveled through North Point on his way from here?" I ask.\n\n"Yeah, unless he left on one of the fishing trawlers, the ferry is the only way off the island," Tanya seems to think for a moment, "Now that you mention it, I do vaguely recall someone fitting your friend's description passing through North Point several weeks back, he was kind of cute, but I don't remember him coming back through town on his return trip. Maybe he left Wanton Cove about the time I was leaving North Point?" \n\n//I suppose its possible.// I think to myself.\n\n"None of the locals have said anything about Tom?" I press. \n\nAround us, I'm increasingly aware of the fact that several of the people in the tavern seem to be half watching the two of us talk.\n\n"No," She says softly enough that I have to strain to hear, "But if you ask me, there's something a little off about the people here in Wanton Cove, they're kind of secretive, and half of the guys could almost pass as girls. Its a little unsettling at times."\n\n//That's probably all I'm going to get out of her on this subject.// I think, reluctantly turning my thoughts to other potential questions.<<endif>>\n\n<<if $Tom2 is "Not Played">><<if $Day gte 3>>[[There seems to be a lot more ladies in town than men. Why is that?]]\n\n<<endif>><<if $TWarning "Played">>[[Why did you slap me?]]\n\n<<endif>>or\n\n[[That's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<endif>><<if $Tom2 is "Played">>[[Taht's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter][set $Tom2 to "Duncel"]] <<endif>><<if $Tom2 is "Duncel">><<if $Day gte 3>>[[There seems to be a lot more ladies in town than men. Why is that?]]\n\n<<endif>><<if $TWarning "Played">>[[Why did you slap me?]]\n\n<<endif>>or\n\n[[That's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter]] <<endif>>

Glancing towards the shop window, I can see raindrops hitting the glass. The drops lazily run down the glass like little rivers. As drops meet, their decent becomes faster until the drops of rain seem to race [[towards the bottom.|General Store]]

I walk along the bluff slowly, searching the area for anything that seems out of place, something I have done at a hundred different crime scenes in the past.\n\nI find myself instinctively walking about twenty paces away from the edge, the steep slope leading down only a couple of paces from where I am walking. Dropping off at about a thirty degree angle, it breaks off sharply where the cliff falls off into the ocean.\n\nRiverlets of water run down the slope, leaving muddy little paths in the ground that all channel off into the ocean below.\n\n<<if ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 11>>//So, lets walk through this,// I think to myself.\n\nI glance back at town, following the trail leading up to the bluff with my eyes, //He would have walked up here, likely from the Church,// I reason. My attention settles on the area around myself, //From here, he would have been able to see everything in the area, anything this side of the treeline, all the way down to the far side of Wanton Cove.//\n\n//It would have been difficult for someone to observe the suicide if Pastor Erkon was paying any attention at all to what was going on around himself.//\n\nI turn towards the cliff, looking at the muddy slope, //How did he 'stand there for a few seconds,' as Mr Jackobson said? That slope has to be slick all the time from this rain.//\n\nI grimace, looking up and down the slope, trying to see any spot where it would have been safe to stand, //Its possible that the slope has changed over the last few years, but I don't see any sign of major changes to the slope recently though.//\n\nFor several seconds, I consider what I'm looking at, then decide on a different tact, walking towards the treeline, //Mr Jackobson mentioned that he watched Pastor Erkon jump while walking along the treeline.//\n\nWhen I reach the treeline, I look towards the cliff, //Can't see anything from here, the rise of the bluff, combined with the slope leading to the cliff makes it impossible to see anything,// I think.\n\nFor the next several minutes, I walk up and down the treeline, looking for any point that I would be able to see a grown man standing at the cliff's edge, //There's no way he could have seen the Pastor near the cliff from here.// I think with concern.\n\n<<else>>//So, lets walk through this,// I think to myself.\n\nI glance back at town, following the trail leading up to the bluff with my eyes, //He would have walked up here, likely from the Church,// I reason. My attention settles on the area around myself, //From here, he would have been able to see everything in the area, anything this side of the treeline, all the way down to the far side of Wanton Cove.//\n\n//He could have seen anyone watching him if he was paying attention.//\n\nI turn towards the cliff, looking at the muddy slope, //How did he 'stand there for a few seconds,' as Mr Jackobson said? That slope has to be slick all the time from this rain.//\n\nFor several seconds, I consider what I'm looking at, then decide on a different tact, walking towards the treeline, //Mr Jackobson mentioned that he watched Pastor Erkon jump while walking along the treeline.//\n\nWhen I reach the treeline, I look towards the cliff, //Can't see anything from here, the rise of the bluff, combined with the slope leading to the cliff makes it almost impossible to see anything,// I think.\n\nFor the next several minutes, I walk up and down the treeline, looking for any point that I would be able to clearly see a grown man standing at the cliff's edge, //Must be something I'm missing, I can't see any point where he could have seen Pastor Erkon jump.// I think with concern. \n\n<</if>>[[Move away from the bluff's edge.|Bluff]]<<set $Jackobson to "Duncel">><<set $JackobsonBluff to 2>><<set $JackobsonHouse = 3>>

The Allure of Wanton Cove.

Two days later, I've flown out to the east coast, and boarded a ferry to an island just off the coast. My destination is the little fishing village named Wanton Cove.\n\nI find myself standing on the deck, looking out over the choppy waters. The wind is coming from the south, bringing with it, a sweltering heat, my brown leather duster cracking sharply around me as a particularly strong gust of wind catches it.\n\nAhead, I can see the island, my destination. From where I'm standing, all I can see is a sea of green trees over a particularly hilly island. The wide stony beach wraps itself around the island, except for the little cove we're pointed straight at. \n\nI can see three large docks jutting out into the water, the little town seeming to blend right into the trees behind it.\n\nAbove and behind me, the ship's horn sounds, followed by the Captain announcing that we will be arriving shortly.\n\nCasting one last look at the island, [[I head below deck to gather my meager belongings.]]

<<if $Cabin is "Not Played">>I've barely covered half the distance between the treeline and the log cabin when I hear a gunshot ring out.\n\nMy hand is half way to my .38 Special when I hear a voice scream out from somewhere behind me, "Stay poot! This be //MY// place! Not you's! Ye don't belong here!" I remain tense, the hint of panic in the voice putting me on edge.\n\n//This guy sounds unhinged, unpredictable. I need to be careful here.// "Sorry, I was just looking to introduce myself, I'll be going." I say.\n\n"The 'ell ye are!" The voice screams. his voice shrill, "You're goin' uh stay right where ye ah wile I figure iss out!" I hear a sound, like flesh on flesh, "No, I will NOT! He's wit her!" His tone becomes more resigned suddenly, "Ok, ok."\n\nCareful not to make a sudden movement, I turn my head a little, trying to get a look at the man.\n\nWalking towards me, a rifle pointed vaguely in my direction, is a rail thin man. His dirty clothes seem to hang on his body. His face is covered in soot, patterns traced in the filth. His hair is a tangled mess with bits of bone sticking out of it.\n\nWhen he gets close enough to meet my eyes, he seems to study my features for several seconds, "Ye ain't fom aroun' ere." He says in a hushed tone, then lowers his gun slightly.\n\n"Ye can come in if ye want," He says, stepping past me, "Mah name be Vick."\n\n"<<print $PlayerName>>," I reply. He doesn't seem to acknowledge my reply, but as he enters his cabin, he leaves the door open in his wake.<<else>>Nearing Vick's little cabin, I can see the faintest whisp of smoke coming from the chimney in the roof. \n\nIn the trees around the little clearing, I can hear the hollow wooden sounds of Vick's macabre windchimes all around me. \n\nI can't help but feel like someone, or something, is watching me from just inside the dark shadows of the forest, just at the edge of my vision. <<if $Taint gte 65>>I shudder lightly, knowing that my unease might not just be paranoia. <</if>>\n \nRaising my hand to knock on the door, <<if $GooCounter is 0>>my fist strikes the door firmly only once before I hear Cick call from inside, "Quit yer bloody pounden on me duhr! If ye needs ta chat, ye know how ta open da fockin thang." <<set $GooCounter += 1>><</if>><<if $GooCounter is 1>>my hand strikes the door several times, and I'm almost ready to give up on an answer when I hear movement inside.\n\nThe door is swung open suddenly, leaving me face to face with Vick, his rancid breath causing me to blanch. \n\nHis too wide eyes look straight past me as they scan the treeline. Finally, seeming satisfied he hisses, "In or out, matters not ta me. Jus don' be letten //her// see ya coming in."\n\nNot waiting to see if you follow him, he leave the door cracked open as he disappears back inside. \n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><</if>><<if $GooCounter is 2>>my hand doesn't even strike the door before I hear Vick scream from inside, "Fockin, fock, FOCK! Leave meh be ye vile skank!"\n\nThen softer, mumbled but heated, as if he's arguing with someone, "Da bones keep er out ya fool!"\n\nFor several long seconds, the Vick continues to mumble, too soft to make anything out. Then silence, the only sound I can hear are the sounds the wind through the leaves of trees mixed with the soft sounds of small bones lightly tapping one another.\n\nI'm almost ready to turn and leave when I hear the door being unlocked from the other side.\n\n"Let yersef in," Vick says, he tone measured and calm from the other side of the still closed door.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>> <</if>><</if>>\n\n[[Enter the Log Cabin.]]\nor\n[[Head back to the trail.|Take the West fork of the trail.]]<<set $WoodHouse to "Played">>

With no warning, the sky opens up a torrent of water, a virtual deluge of water that falls from the sky with pummeling force. \n\nI try to flip up the collar of my jacket to ward off the worst of it, but its of no use. Within seconds, I'm soaked to the bone, the cold rain leaving me feeling clammy.\n\nI shiver, pulling my almost useless jacket tighter around myself.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]

Taking a step back, I kick out with all the force I can muster, striking the door solidly just beneath the doorknob. \n\nIn a shower of splintered wood and flakes of old paint, the door flies inward, slamming against the wall inside and creaking half way closed again as it rebounds.\n\nWith the door open, I peer into the shadowy interior for several seconds before <<churchlink "stepping carefully inside.">>\n\n

I size up the door, take a couple of steps back, and get a running start. I hit the door with bone jarring force, peppering myself with the paint flakes that are knocked loose from the door, but not having broken the door open.\n\nGlaring at the door, I reach up and massage my now-sore shoulder for a couple of seconds before turning my attention to my surroundings.\n\nIf anyone is out and about, I don't see them. //At least I can be thankful no one saw that.// I think humorlessly to myself.\n\nTurning my attention back to the door, //Door's a lot more solid than I had thought, I'd be a fool to try that again.//\n\n[[Sighing inwardly, you step back from the door.|little church]]

<<set $PlayerName = "">>\n<<set $PlayerName2 = "">>\n\n<<set $PlayerStrength = 5>>\n<<set $PlayerIntelligence = 5>>\n<<set $PlayerCharisma = 5>>\n<<set $PlayerPoints = 6>>\n\n<<set $PlayerBrawling = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerEttiquette = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerFirearms = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerIntimidation = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerInvestigation = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerOccult = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerPerception = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerSecurity = 2>>\n<<set $PlayerStreetwise = 2>>\n<<set $SkillPoints = 10>>\n\n<<set $CharacterConfirmed = "Unconfirmed">>\n\n<<set $CharHP = 10>>\n<<set $playerDefense = 10 + $PlayerStrength>>\n\n<<set $Taint = 0>>\n<<set $Mutation = 0>>\n<<set $Depravity = 0>>\n<<set $LastTaint to 0>>\n<<set $Ammo = 6>>\n<<set $Money = 500>>\n<<set $Rope = "false">>\n<<set $Armor = "false">>\n<<set $History = "false">>\n<<set $Flashlight = "false">>\n<<set $Aid = 1>>\n\n<<set $Day = 1>>\n<<set $D2Sleep = "Not Played">>\n\n<<set $GooCounter = 1>>\n<<set $Flee = "false">>\n\n<<set $MotherofLust = "Not Played">>\n<<set $WantonCove = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Letter = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Room = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Settled = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Prostitute = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Pr = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Barkeep = "Not Played">>\n<<set $SailorGoo = "Not Played">>\n<<set $SailorGoo1 = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Fountain = "Not Played">>\n<<set $FirstStatue = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Geography = "Not Played">>\n<<set $ChurchBroken = "Not Played">>\n<<set $ChurchFoot = "Not Played">>\n<<set $ChurchAlternate = "false">>\n<<set $ChurchWindow = "false">>\n<<set $Pastor = "Not Played">>\n<<set $PastorBook = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Read = 0>>\n<<set $Research = 0>>\n<<set $BrandallBluff = "Not Played">>\n<<set $WoodHouse = "Not Played">>\n<<set $TTalk = "false">>\n<<set $WaterfrontBody = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Body1 = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Body1a = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Body1A = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Body1S = "Not Played">>\n<<set $SherwoodHouse = "false">>\n<<set $Cross = "Not Played">>\n<<set $SherwoodSex = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Tom2 = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Sighting1 = "Played">>\n<<set $Catch = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Cherry = "True">>\n<<set $DogKnot = "false">>\n<<set $TWarning = "Not Played">>\n\n<<set $Aaron = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Tom = "Not Played">>\n<<set $TomSighting = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Cobb = "Not Played">>\n<<set $CobbIntimidate = "Not Played">>\n<<set $CobbStreetwise = "Not Played">>\n<<set $PastorErkon = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Jackobson = "Not Played">>\n<<set $JackobsonOpen = "Not Played">>\n<<set $JackobsonHouse = 0>>\n<<set $JackobsonBluff = "Not Played">>\n<<set $JI = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Nadia = "Not Played">>\n<<set $NadiaFirstFlirt = "false">>\n<<set $Phil = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Sherwood = "Not Played">>\n<<set $SWood = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Rose = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Vick = "Not Played">>\n<<set $VickSex = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Felix = "Not Played">>\n<<set $Mansion = "Not Played">>\n<<set $MansionInvestigate = 0>>\n<<set $Morichi = "Not Played">>\n<<set $MorichiDaughter = 0>>\n<<set $cave = 0>>\n<<set $machetee = "false">>\n<<set $C2B = "Not Played">>\n<<set $FCounter = 0>>\n\n<<set $B1Limp = "NotPlayed">>\n<<set $B1Goo = "Not Played">>\n<<set $B1Sex = "Not Played">>\n<<set $B1Shoulder = "Not Played">>\n<<set $B1Water = "Not Played">>\n\n<<set $LurkWater = "false">>

<<if $Taint lte 64>>Standing withing the Barmaid's Daughter, a <<if $GooCounter is 0>>blonde <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>brunette <<set $GooCounter += 1>> <<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>> dark haired <<set $GooGounter -= 2>><</if>>woman catches my eye. As soon as I look her way, she smiles and starts making her way across the Barmaid's Daughter towards me.\n\nWhen she reaches me, she pushes me backwards, causing me to fall into a chair.\n\nLooking up at her, I can see the arousal clear on her face. It doesn't take much imagination to realize that if I don't do something quickly, she's going to try getting into my pants.\n\n[[Pat my lap in invitation.|TavernFuck1]]\n\nScoot my chair up to a table in an [[attempt to deter her|TavernSuck1]] from sitting in my lap.\n\nGet up and [[Quickly make my escape.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<elseif $Taint gte 125>>Standing within the Barmaid's Daughter, a powerfully built <<if $GooCounter is 0>>blonde <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>brunette <<set $GooCounter += 1>> <<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>> dark haired <<set $GooGounter -= 2>><</if>> man catches my eye.\n\nA hint of a smile plays at his lips as his eyes travel up and down my body. \n\nI catch myself biting my lip, a rising tide of arousal making me moist between my legs.\n\nFor the briefest second, I wonder what his cock must look like, what it must take like, what it would feel like thrust between my legs.\n\nShuddering, goosepimples rise along my arms. Tearing my gaze away, feeling terribly uncomfortable in my own skin.\n\nWhen I look back in that direction a few seconds later, I see no sign of the man anymore.\n\nAs I move, I can feel the [[wetness between my legs.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n\n<<else>>Standing within the Barmaid's Daughter, a powerfully built <<if $GooCounter is 0>>blonde <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>brunette <<set $GooCounter += 1>> <<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>> dark haired <<set $GooGounter -= 2>><</if>> man catches my eye.\n\nA hint of a smile plays at his lips as his eyes travel slowly up and down my body. I can't help but feel the urge to retreat, to hide my transforming from his gaze.\n\nBut at the same time, something inside me feels a little thrill. I quickly force the feeling aside, turning my attention to anything but the man.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<elseif $Taint lte 64>>Within seconds of entering the tavern, a <<if $GooCounter is 0>>blonde <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>brunette <<set $GooCounter += 1>> <<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>> dark haired <<set $GooGounter -= 2>><</if>> woman catches my eye.\n\nWhen I look her way, she catches my gaze. For several seconds, she eyes me, as it trying to decide something, then seems to loose interest in me, turning her attention elsewhere.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<</if>>\n\n

My eyebrows lift slightly when I lay eyes on the brunette lady serving drinks at one of the tavern's tables.\n\nWith a tankard in each hand, she's standing still. There is a man sitting in a chair on one side of her, his hand up her long skirt. From what I can see of her face, she appears flushed with arousal, biting her lip to stifle her soft moans.\n\nAs I watch, a second man steps up behind her, pulling down the front of her dress to expose her ample breasts.\n\n//Scandalous! That people would do such a thing in public!// I think in shock.\n\nA short while later, the woman sits the two drinks on the table, then pulls away from the two men, smiling and giggling.\n\nAs an afterthought, she pulls the top of her dress back in place to cover her bosom before heading back towards the bar.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

The sailors are still working to moor the ferry to the dock when I hop down onto the old but solid wooden planks.\n\nI stumble slightly as I land on the dock, taking a couple of staggering steps before I regain my footing. I cast a sheepish look over my shoulder at the ferry, but if anyone saw my little display, they show no signs of it.\n\nAdjusting the rucksack over my shoulder, I take a few seconds to take in my surroundings.\n\nI find myself standing on the eastmost of three heavily weathered docks jutting out into the cove. At a glance, I can see a large fishing boat tied off at the next dock over. Otherwise, the cove appears to be relatively empty.\n\nRight at the end of the dock I am standing on, I can see a large wooden arch, a sign hanging from the top of the arch. Engraved in the simple wooden sign is "Welcome to Wanton Cove". My eyes linger on the weathered sign for only a moment before looking away.\n\nI can see a hint of fog clinging to the rocks along the shore, swirling as gintle waves break along the jagged stones. \n\nFor each of the three docks, there appears to be a dedicated warehouse, each as battered and worn as the dock I'm standing on.\n\nAt the end of the dock, I can see a man standing beside the warehouse, casually looking in my direction. He's an old sailor, a brown cap pulled down over his ears, a red and black plaid jacket pulled rightly around himself. His harsh gaze is in stark contrast with his surprisingly soft features.\n\nFrom where I'm standing, I can see right into the heart of Wanton Cove. Down the street, I can see a small assortment of businesses, wooden signs in various states of disrepair hanging above their doors. A couple of blocks down the street, the road splits. \n\nTo the left is the bulk of the small town, an assortment of small houses, many with small tendrils of smoke drifting lazily from their chimneys.\n\nTo the right, the road appears to winds into an area with maybe half a dozen nicer houses, the furthest one from where I'm standing appearing to be a grand mansion perched on a large outcrop of rock near the ocean.\n\nRight where the road splits, a large building dominates the side of the road. it's obvious as a glance that this is where people in town gather and is almost certainly a tavern, and probably the only place I'm going to find a room.\n\nI take a deep breath of the salty sea air, I start down the dock towards the shore. All around me, the mid afternoon sun is casting lengthening shadows.\n\n[[Stop to talk with the old sailor.]]\nor\n[[Head into the center of town.]]

"You mentioned Wilcon Crow when we talked out by the docks," I begin, "Can you tell me a little more about him?"\n\n"He's a good man, a fisherman," She says, sounding like she's trying to convince herself, "He messed his ankle up good in a fishing accident when he was hardly a man. Walked with a limp ever since. He lives out by the old Church with his wife." \n\n"Think he's out in one of the fishing boats right now?" I ask. \n\n"It possible," Ms Sherwood shrugs applologetically, "Maybe his wife, Rose, can tell you more?"\n\n[[Did you think of anything you could add about the waterfront?]]\n\n[[You said your brother was leaving on the fishing boat?]]\n\n[[Tell me a little about yourself?]]\n\n[[You seemed a little intimidated by Aaron?]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon|Sherwood Pastor Talk]]<</if>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[As about the book from the Church basement.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]

As if in approval, her large cock begins to harden, the shadowy tentacles behind seeming to lengthen, their movements become more animated as they slowly begin to reach towards me.\n\nWhen the two men let go of me, I stagger towards her. One second, she's across the clearing from me, the next, she's standing inches from me, her arms spread wide as if to embrace me.\n\n//Thra'cha, reh'leh cu na thoch'ne.// \n\nI nod in understanding, falling to my knees before her, her rigid cock brushing my cheek as I look up at her featureless face. \n\n//Thu'uchna fa nakch.// Her voice echoes in my mind.\n\n"Thank you," I whisper to her, kissing the tip of her rigid cock. All around me, I can feel tentacles, blacker than the darkest night, caressing me, wrapping themselves around me, drawing me closer.\n\n//Reth'eh'cheh na coth, sheoth'dech,// She coos.\n\nThe tip of her cock passes my lips, its texture cool and moist in my mouth. Her precum touches my tongue, driving my arousal even higher. The tentacles work to free me of my remaining clothes with almost tender care.\n\nProbing, the tentacles slide across my body, tracing my curves, massaging my breasts, and probing for my holes.\n\nI can feel her hands on my head, her fingers brushing through my hair.\n\n//Na'cha'reh uuhst thrw'fekk.// Her voice purrs, arousal clear in her tone.\n\nWith no warning, her fingers clench into fists, savagely grabbing hold of two fists full of hair before thrusting forward, burying her rigid cock down my throat.\n\nAt the same time, the tentacles massaging my breasts clamp down painfully, squeezing the twin globes of flesh. The tentacles probing the entrance of my pussy and ass shove forward so savagely that the force of their initial thrust is enough to pick me up off the ground, leaving my feet dangling as the slick tentacles bury themselves impossibly deep inside of me. \n\nThrough the sudden, painful, violent violation, my body trembles with the first of countless orgasms.\n\n//Zal'chaas nachas reh'leh na thru ch'shoj.// Several male voices chant in unison all around us, //Uhth kcha pruc tah!//\n\nSome small part of my mind screams out that this isnt right, that I should fight this, but that small part of me is washed away by the [[ever rising tide of lust within me.]]\n\n

//Fifteen minutes later.\n\nOut of the alley once again, I'm not proud of the fact that I'm happy I didn't eat before work tonight.\n\n"What do we know?" My voice isn't as unsteady as I had expected it to be.\n\nCaptain Steiner meets your gaze, and you're sure that you look every bit as shaken as he does, "The guy who found it had a psychotic break or something. He said it was standing in the alley and that it talked to him. Said something about 'Wanton Cove,' [[whatever thats supposed to mean.]]" \n\n<<set $WantonCove = "Played">>\n<<set $Tom = "Played">>

<<if $Money gte 20>>[[First Aid Kit|See her wares.][$Aid += 1; $Money -= 20]]<<else>>First Aid Kit<<endif>> $20\n<<if $Flashlight is "false">><<if $Money gte 20>>[[Flashlight|See her wares.][$Flashlight to "true"; $Money -= 20]]<<else>> Flashlight<<endif>> $20\n<<endif>><<if $Armor is "false">><<if $Money gte 200>>[[Heavy Vest|See her wares.][$Armor to "true"; $Money -= 200; $playerDefense += 5]]<<else>> Heavy Vest<<endif>> $200\n<<endif>><<if $Rope is "false">><<if $Money gte 25>>[[Rope|See her wares.][$Rope to "true"; $Money -= 25]]<<else>>Rope<<endif>> $25\n<<endif>><<if $History is "false">><<if $Money gte 25>>[[Wanton Cove History Book|See her wares.][$History to "true"; $Money -= 25]]<<else>>Wanton Fove History Book<<endif>> $25\n<<endif>><<if $cave gte 1 && $machetee is "false">><<if $Money gte 30>>[[Machetee|See her wares.][$machetee to "true"; $Money -= 30]] $30<<else>>Machetee $30\n<<endif>><<endif>><<if $Money gte 6>>[[Ammo: 6 Rounds|See her wares.][$Ammo += 6; $Money -= 12]] $12<<else>>Ammo: 6 Rounds $12<<endif>>\n\nI have: \n.38 Special (<<print $Ammo>> Rounds)\nFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> \n<<if $Armor is "true">>Heavy Vest\n<<endif>><<if $Flashlight is "true">>Flashlight\n<<endif>><<if $History is "true">>Wanton Cove History Book\n<<endif>><<if $Rope is "true">>Rope\n<<endif>><<if $machetee is "true">>\n<<endif>>Money: $<<print $Money>>\n\n[[Step away from the counter.|General Store]]

Through the branches, I hear what sounds almost like wooden wind chimes. I pause, looking in the direction of the sound in the hopes of seeing what is making the sounds.\n\nMy eyes fall on a series of bones, mostly rib bones, but many smaller bones as well. \n\nStepping closer, I see what looks like fishing line tied to each bone, hanging them from a dead tree like a macabre wind chime. \n\nA hint of a breeze through the forest brushes past the bones once more, sending them spinning and swaying, clicking and clacking against each other once more.\n\nFor several seconds, I watch the bones. Then I look upward towards where the bones are tied to the tree. Perched on the branch is a deer skull, or at least the top half of one.\n\nLetting my gaze linger only a moment longer, [[I return to the trail.|Trail]]

A flicker of movement catches my eye nearby. \n\nLooking that direction, I see a window in one of the storefronts, the curtain pulled back slightly. \n\nFor a split second, I think I can see someone watching me before the curtain falls back in place.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Head into the center of town.]]

My attention is drawn to a sound from the branches overhead.\n\nWhen I look, I see a squirrel perched on a branch, watching me. The squirrel makes angry sounds, its tail twitching with every noise it makes.\n\nWith a little smirk, I continue [[down the forest path.|Trail]]

Stammering, "Um, thank you?" You begin slowly, "But I think I maybe I'll pass this once."\n\nAcross from me, Nadia makes a pouty face, "You can't blame a girl for trying, can you?"\n\nNadia's smile quickly returns, "Maybe another time then?" She implores, but she doesn't even give me time to answer before continuing, "[[Maybe I can interest you in some of my other wares?|Nadia]]"

As I make my way down the path, I can hear the rain striking the leaves overhead. For several minutes, I can hear the rain, dripping through the canopy on its way towards the ground, before the first drops start to strike ground level.\n\nI pull my jacket tighter around myself in an attempt to ward off the [[worst of the rain.|Trail]]

Taking the West fork of the trail, I walk for several more minutes before the trees seem to thin out around me. After walking under the thick forest canopy for so long, the dim light filtering through the tree branches above is comparatively bright. \n\nAll around me, I start to notice small bones hanging from tree branches, acting as wind chimes in the light breeze that seems to filter through the forest. The macabre display leaves me feeling on edge.\n\nIts not much further down the trail before the forest opens up into a small clearing filled with long grass. \n\nThe only real noteworthy feature of the clearing is a small log cabin on its far side where the trees start again.\n\nPausing, I look around the clearing, the yellowed grass swaying lazily in the breeze.\n\n<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>[[Continue towards the Log Cabin.]]\n\nor <<else>>The small log cabin holds my attention for several seconds before I hesitantly turn my gaze away again.<</if>>\n\n<<traillink "Head back the way I came.">>

The last of my clothes discarded on the floor, I lay on the bed, my erection standing straight up, "Suck me while I eat your pussy," I say to her, my heart racing with excitement.\n\nWith a lewd grin, she moves to stradle me, one of her hands encircling my cock a second before her pussy is positioned above my face.\n\nWith a smile, I lick her pussy, a second later, I feel her lips wrap around the shaft of my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock. \n\nA little moan escapes her lips when my tongue flicks her clit. <<if $Taint gte 70>>She easily takes my length into her mouth. I'm ashamed of how small my member is, but her light suck combined with her tongue gliding along the underside of my little cock still makes me moan into her pussy.<<else>>She pauses with her lips wrapped tightly around my shaft, half way down my length, her moan vibrating plesantly around my cock.<<endif>> Taking her reaction as encouragement, I focus my attention on her clit, licking and sucking at her erect bud. \n\nWith her head bobbing up and down my <<if $Taint gte 70>>short <<endif>>length, the sloppy wet sounds of the blowjob she's giving me fills the room with sound. \n\nAs I continue to work her clit, I feel the bed shift, but I pay little mind to it, my attention focused on the taste of her pussy and the feel of her lips sliding up and down my shaft.\n\nI feel something slide past my nose, my eyes focusing on something directly in front of my face. \n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>A mixture of surprise and revulsion cross my features as I see the man's cock before my face, lining up with the woman's cunt and sliding inside.\n\nFrom my position beneath the woman, there's no escape for me. For several seconds, I watch, feeling a hint of arousal, as I see his cock gliding in and out of the pussy I had been licking just seconds before, his low hanging balls swinging only inches above my face. \n\nClosing my eyes, I try to ignore the fact that the man is fucking the woman doggy style so close to my face, instead focusing on the sensations of the womans moans as she sucks my <<if $Taint gte 70>>undersized <<endif>>cock.\n\nHer head bobs faster and faster, my own orgasm approaching rapidly.\n\nFrom the sound of the couple's fucking, mere inches from my face, I can tell that the man is nearing his own climax.\n\nI tense, the woman taking all of my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock into her mouth just a second before I start to loose control. I begin to shoot my load down her throat as she moans loudly around my penis. At the same time, the man above me slams balls deep inside of the woman's cunt. I can see his balls pull up tight in his sack, his muscles clenching rhythmically as he fills her pussy with his cum.\n\nAfter several seconds, he pulls out suddenly, some of his cum dribbling out in his wake to spatter my face with his seed.\n\nThe woman remains on top of me for several more seconds, leaving me unable to wipe the man's cum from my face. When she finally does move, I quickly wipe his seed from my face, while he lets out a soft chuckle.<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>Looking up, I'm surprised to see the man's cock mere inches from my face. I see him line himself up with her cunt, sliding inside in a single motion.\n\nFrom my position beneath the woman, I couldn't escape the situation even if I wanted to, not that I minded the view. I feel my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock throb hard in the woman's mouth as I watch, fascinated, as I see the man's cock sliding in and out of her well lubed pussy like a piston, his balls swinging inches from my face.\n\nReaching up, I rub the woman's clit, my eyes locked on the place where the man's cock keeps vanishing into the woman's cunt. I can't help but smile at the exquisite view before me,\n\nIts not long before I can feel my orgasm approaching. At almost the same time, the man slams deep inside of the woman on top of me. I can see his balls pull up tight, muscles clenching rhythmically as he fills her pussy with his cum. The sight is enough to push me over the edge, my <<if $Taint gte 70>>undersized <<endif>>cock jerking as I begin to fill her mouth with cum.\n\nWhen the man pulls out, a gob of his cum slides from her pussy in his wake, striking me across the cheek and lips as it falls from her pussy. \n\nSurprised, I keep my mouth closed until the woman moves off of me. The moment I can reach my face, I wipe the man's seed from my lips.<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>Looking up, I'm plesantly surprised to see the man sliding his cock into the woman's cunt, his balls brushing over my nose as he sinks his length into her. Leaning forward, I lick the woman's pussy, right where his cock meets the woman's pussy. I can feel the man's shaft sliding along my tongue as I lick at her pussy.\n\nMy <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>balls ache with need, as the woman's talented tongue coaxes me closer and closer to orgasm. \n\nIts only moments before the woman tenses up above me, a powerful orgasm coursing through her body. At the same time, the man quickly pulls out of the woman's pussy, his cum spraying my face as his cock twitches above me. When he nudges forward, I find my lips wrapping around the crown of his cock, suckling at it for the last couple drops of cum within. \n\nAfter a couple of seconds, the man pulls back, his balls brushing over my forehead as his cock slips free of my mouth. Seeing the cock poised over my face erodes my last bit of resistance, my balls pulling tight as I begin to spray my own cum into the woman's mouth.\n\nI can't help but grin as the three of us disentangle ourselves. <</if>> \n\nQuickly redressing myself, [[I retreat to my own room.|Your room.]]\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>>

As I toss the last of my clothes to the side, the woman half smiles as her eyes fall to my penis, "I think I'll take your ass," I say to her.\n\nThe woman's eyes widen slightly in surprise, but she doesn't protest. By the time I start climging onto the foot of the bed, she's on her hands and knees, her ass presented to me. \n\nWhen I shuffle into position behind her, she reaches back, grabbing one of her ass cheeks in an effort to spread herself for me.\n\nThe man merely sits on the bed, grinning as he watches.\n\nI spit in my palm, then rub it on my rigid <<if $Taint gte 70>>little penis <<endif>>cock before lining it up with her asshole.<<if $Taint gte 70>> //I hope its still long enough to make this work.//<<endif>>\n\nThe woman tenses slightly when I nudge her pucker, but then she seems to relax, letting the crown of my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock to slip past her tight ring. Hearing her soft sound of discomfort, I pull back a little, spitting into her ass crack just above my dick. When I push forward again, she takes almost half of my length.\n\nGlancing at the man, I see him moving closer to the woman, his bobbing cock inches from her face. His smile broadens as she wraps her fingers around his cock, drawning his cock closer. While I can't see much from my position, the content moan he lets out clearly announces the moment he her mouth comes in contact with his penis.\n\nPushing slowly, but firmly, my cock continues to slowly vanish inside of her ass. Resting balls deep inside of her, I savor the tightness all around my cock.\n\nThe woman begins rocking her hips, she lets out a mumbled moan around the cock in her mouth. \n\nTaking the motion as encouragement, I begin to fuck her ass<<if $Taint gte 70>>with careful little thrusts so my short length does not slip free <<endif>>. The first few strokes are slow, but then I begin to thrust faster. It takes maybe a dozen thrusts before I hit my stride, the sound of my hips slapping against her ass rings out clearly with every thrust.\n\n<<if $Taint gte 65>>A stray tought crosses my mind, wondering what it might be like to be on the receiving end of my own penis.\n\nMy cock throbs, becoming even harder at the thought, even as I push the disturbing notion from my mind. \n\n<</if>>A few more thrusts, and I can feel that I'm starting to get close. I increase my pace, driving myself towards my orgasm. \n\nClosing my eyes and letting out a groan of pleasure, I thrust balls deep inside of her. I begin cumming, filling her anus with my cum in hot thick jets. \n\nWith a satisfied sigh, I pull out.\n\nAcross from me, I see the man thrust forward hard, holding the woman's head in place as he deposits his own load down her throat.\n\nTaking a deep breath, a slight smile on my lips, I begin to dress myself. A minute later, [[I'm back in my room.|Your room.]]\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>>

<<if $JackobsonBluff is 2>>I notice that there is no smoke coming from the chimney, but I knock anyway. I receive silence in response. \n\nI knock a second time, more firmly this time, but still nothing.\n\nHesitantly, I reach for the doorknob, but it seems to be locked. \n\nDiscouraged by the lack of activity from the house, [[I step back into the street.|Run down part of town.][$JackobsonHouse to 3]]<<set $JackobsonBluff to 3>><<elseif $JackobsonHouse is 3>>Nearing Mr Jackobson's house, I can see that its just as dark as the last time I was there. \n\nSeeing no signs that he has been home since my last visit, [[I continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n\n<<elseif $JackobsonHouse is 1>>The deck creaks softly, and the wood beneath my feet seems to sag as I step towards the front door.\n\nAfter the last time I was here, I step carefully on the deck, hoping the whole time that it will continue to hold my weight.\n\nHesitating only a second, I raise my hand to knock. The sound is crisp and loud in the cool air.\n\nA moment later, I can hear a sound from within, accompanied by a soft, but male, voice mumble something rude. Immediately after, I can hear footsteps, hard sole'd shoes clicking against hard wood floor.\n\nThe door swings open suddenly, the hinges letting out a shrill shriek that makes me cringe involuntarily, "You again, and what the hell do you want this time?" Mr Jackobson asks when he looks at you.\n\n"I'd just like to go over what you said one more time." \n\nClearly annoyed at my presence, he leaves the door open as he steps inside.\n\nStepping into his home, I look around for a few seconds. The house is clean, but uncared for. I dont see a single item out of place, other than the glass, and a plate of half eaten food, sitting on a small table beside one of the chairs in the room. \n\nShelves along one side of the room have an assortment of small personal items perched upon them, all covered in a thick layer of damp dust. On the walls are several paintings, of noteworthy quality, but each of them show signs of damage from water, either in the form of discoloration, or mildew stains, their frames show a similar amount of dust to the personal items on the shelves.\n\nNot bothering to offer me a seat, Mr Jackobson sits heavily in the chair beside the plate I had noticed earlier.\n\n"You're here to ask questions, ask," He says bluntly.\n\nA hint of motion draws my eyes to the small wood stove against the far wall of the room. There, I see a calico cat, its coat a patchwork of brown, black and white. Looking at me with half lidded eyes its tail slowly sways behind itself as it lays beside the fire place where it seems to be soaking up the heat of the wood stove. \n\n[[You witnessed Pastor Erksons death?]]\n\n[[Thats all for now.|JackobsonLeave]]\n\n<<elseif $JackobsonHouse is 0>>The deck creaks softly, and the wood beneath my feet seems to sag as I step towards the front door.\n\nThe creak of the wood beneath my feet is punctuated by the sound of wood starting to splinter, my eyes going to my feet as I half expect the deck to give out beneath me. When the sound eventually stops, I look back to the door, raising my hand to knock. The sound is crisp and solid.\n\nA moment later, I can hear a sound from within, accompanied by a soft, but male, voice mumble something rude. Immediately after, I can hear footsteps, hard sole'd shoes clicking against hard wood floor.\n\nThe door swings open suddenly, the hinges letting out a shrill shriek that makes me cringe involuntarily, "Who the hell are you, and what do you want?" The man asks when he looks at you.\n\nI only take a split second taking in his cold gray eyes, his unkept brown beard peppered with gray, his deeply tanned and heavily weathered features. He looks to be in his early fourties. His brown pants have several visible patches, and his white shirt is heavily stained.\n\n"Hi, I'm <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>, I was told you might be able to answer some questions about the former Pastor of,-"\n\nThe door slams in my face, but I don't hear the sound his footsteps moving away yet. I raise my voice and push on, "I've got nowhere else to be," I begin, "I can stand out here as long as I need to, or you can open the door and let me have just a few minutes of your time," I try to keep my voice pleasant, but I can sense my own annoyance in my tone.\n\nI realize just how thin the walls of the house are when I hear the man let out a sift sigh, then open the door again. To my credit, the screech of the hinge barely getts a reaction out of me this time.\n\nForcing a smile, he gestures me into his home, "Please," The man sounds clearly unhappy, "Make yourself at home." \n\nStepping into his home, I look around for a few seconds. The house is clean, but uncared for. I dont see a single item out of place, other than the glass, and a plate of half eaten food, sitting on a small table beside one of the chairs in the room. \n\nShelves along one side of the room have an assortment of small personal items perched upon them, all covered in a thick layer of damp dust. On the walls are several paintings, of noteworthy quality, but each of them show signs of damage from water, either in the form of discoloration, or mildew stains, their frames show a similar amount of dust to the personal items on the shelves.\n\nNot bothering to offer me a seat, Mr Jackobson sits heavily in the chair beside the plate I had noticed earlier.\n\n"You're here to ask questions, ask," He says bluntly.\n\nA hint of motion draws my eyes to the small wood stove against the far wall of the room. There, I see a calico cat, its coat a patchwork of brown, black and white. Looking at me with half lidded eyes its tail slowly sways behind itself as it lays beside the fire place where it seems to be soaking up the heat of the wood stove. \n\n[[You witnessed Pastor Erksons death?]]\n\n[[Thats all for now.|JackobsonLeave]]<</if>>

Feeling my arousal growing, I allow her to continue.\n\nTaking your lack of resistance as encouragement, her hands find the buckle of my belt and begins to free my cock with practiced hands. Roughly pulling my pants down past my hips, you feel her hot breath on the tip of my hardening cock.\n\nMy eyes half close as I feel her lips wrap around the tip of my cock, the warm wetness of her mouth engulfing my cock in a single slow movement.\n\n//Now thats a girl who knows what she's doing.// I think to myself, focused on the pleasure her mouth is bringing me.\n\nSitting at the table, I fight the urge to reach under the table and guide her movements. Instead, I keep my hands above the table, trying desperately to not show any sign of what is happening under the table.\n\nI'm mildly surprised as her head thrusts forward, feeling her nose pressed firmly against my belly even as I feel her tongue dart out to lick at my balls. \n\nUnable to hold back any longer, I tense, filling her mouth with jet after jet of my hot cum. I can hear her audibly swallow from under the table, then I feel her tongue return to my withering cock as she works to clean it. Her attentions are nearly enough to bring me back to hardness. All too soon, I feel her mouth withdraw.\n\nLetting out a content sigh, I buckle my pants once more. Pushing away from the table, [[I stand once more.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $Depravity += 1>>

[[return|$return]]\n[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n\n<<if $WantonCove is "Played">>Wanton Cove. A small fishing village just off the East coast. \n\n<</if>><<if $BrandallBluff is "Played">>Brandall's Bluff. A large mansion rests on this bluff. This is also where the town's former pastor threw himself into the sea about four years ago.\n\n<</if>><<if $WoodHouse is "Played">>House in the woods. A small wood cabin in a clearing in the woods. Inhabited by Victor.\n\n<</if>><<if $Geography is "Played">>The Cathedral. A large cave on the island that has presumably been used by former inhabitants. The walls are engraved with inscriptions.\n\nRuins: There are ruins on the island that appear ancient. Little is known of them, and nothing is known of the people who built them.\n\n<</if>><<silently>>House in the woods.<<endsilently>>\n[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n[[return|$return]]

My pussy aches with a desperate need to be filled. \n\nI try to look at the woman, but my gaze keeps returning to the man, and his big, throbbing cock. Seeing my eyes on him, his smile seems to grow, his cock throbbing harder in response.\n\nReaching for my belt, I begin to undress.\n\n[[Stay and watch the couple fuck.]]\n[[Suck his cock.]]\n[[Sixty-nine her.|69FF]]\n[[Sixty-nine him.]]\n[[Let him fuck you Missionary style.]]\n[[Let him fuck you Doggy style.]]\n[[Fuck him Cowgirl style.]]\n<<if $Depravity gte 10>>[[Let him fuck your ass.]]<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter = random(0, 2)>>\n<<if $Depravity lte 9>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>\n

On the other side of the street, I can see a pair of sailors walking. <<if $GooCounter is 0>>The male sailor playfully grabs the ass of the female. The female letting out a sound that was only half protest as they continue towards the waterfront. <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>While one of the sailors is obviously a woman, the other is more difficult to tell. The second sailor is wearing men's clothes that fit somewhat loosely, and their feminine features are framed by what is obviously a man's haircut. \n\nThe couple barely take notice of my presence as they continue on their way.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Both sailors are female, their expressions grim as they walk in silence.\n\n//Strange, there seems to be a lot of females in this town. Even a lot of the sailors appear to be female.//\n\nOne of the two glances my way, her expression never changing as they continue towards the waterfront. <<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]

<<if $Morichi is "Not Played">>Anticipation races through me as I tenter the room. I'm not entirely sure what I was expecting, but what I see is not it.\n\nThe room is relatively small, maybe twice the size of the room I have back at the Barmaid's Daughter. Its barely a clothset when compared with the other parts of the house I've seen so far. A large window dominates the wall furthest from me, giving a commanding view of the ocean beyond. \n\nThe room itself is filled with plants, mostly flowers and vines. \n\n//Almost like a small greenhouse.// The thought crosses my mind as I continue to take in the room.\n\nAt the center of the room is a small table with an intricate pattern worked into the tabletop. On its surface is a small tea pot and a pair of tea cups, each on its own saucer. All of it appears to be from the same set, with light pink petals painted on the white surface, and trimmed with gold. To each side of the table, arranged for a view of the ocean, is a plush short backed chair.\n\nFrom the left chair, a short man dressed all in white looks over his shoulder towrds me. I can see that he's an older gentleman with well defined crowsfeet around his eyes. He sports a pair of glasses with perfectly round lenses and a short white beard that comes into a broad but well defined point in spite of its length. The almond shape of his eyes is the only indication I have that he has some asian blood somewhere in his family tree. \n\n<<if $Taint gte 95>>"Miss <<print $PlayerName2>>, it is a pleasure to finally meet you," He says, pronouncing each sylible with the care of someone who wants to make sure the other person understands. He stands, turning towards me and extending a hand, "Apologies, I get ahead of myself. My name is Zodak Morichi, grandson," A enigmatic smile finds its way onto his lips for barely a second before vanishing again,"seven generations removed, of the great Zodak Alhazred who founded Wanton Cove."\n\nI bristle at his use of //Miss// but given my recent transformation, I am hardly in a position to argue the point. Instead, I bite back a retort and raise my hand to shake his.\n\nHe thrusts his hand into mine suddenly, giving me a surprisingly gentle shake before releasing my hand again.\n\n"Please, take a seat," He gestures at the chair opposite his own, then reaches for the tea pot to pour both cups about half full. I can see the steam rising from each cup. \n\nI take the offered seat, "One or two?" Mr Morichi asks. The confusion I felt must have shown, because that same smile returned, but lingered this time, "Sugar. One spoon or two." He clarifies.\n\nNot being accustomed to drinking tea, I err on the side of caution, "One please."\n\nSpooning one scoop of sugar into my teacup, he then stirs it once before adding two scoops to his own teacup and doing the same. A moment later, he sits back in his chair.\n\n"What do you think of the view?" Mr Morichi asks me, but before I can reply, he continues, "It is one of the few treasures this bleak island has to offer, do you not think?"\n\n"It is a nice view," I reply.\n\n"With all of the superstition about my home, and this island, the locals avoid both this place, and myself most of the time. With the exception of my butler, and my girls, I live a fairly lonely existance up here on the hill," Mr Morichi's tone holds a little sadness, "It brings me great pleasure that you have decided to pay me a visit."\n\nHe leans back, teacup in hand, as he turns his attention to the view outside the window. When he takes a little sip, I realize that I've yet to even pick up my own cup.\n\nPicking it up, I raise it, taking a deep breath of the bittersweet smell of the tea. I can see Mr Morichi watching me out of the corner of his eye. I hesitate to take a sip, but when Mr Morichi takes a second sip, I tilt the glass enough for the fluid to touch my lips.\n\nI fight the urge to sputter when the bitter fluid reaches my taste buds, and I can see Mr Morichi's face blossom into a broad smile, "Sorry my friend," He says, his tone holding the first real warmth I've detected since meeting him, "I drink my tea bitter, and can not resist the urge to serve it to unsuspecting visitors. Please forgive me this small transgression."\n\n"More sugar?" He asks a moment later, a twinkle in his eye.\n\nSitting down my teacup, "No thank you," I force myself to be pleasant, "I think I'll pass on any more of your tea."\n\n"A shame," Mr Morichi says, his expression turning wistful, "However, in my defense, your expression was exquisit, and the tea helps with virility."\n\nI shoot him a sidelong glance, wanting to say something, but forcing myself to hold my tongue instead.\n\n"It is unfortunate, but I suspect that this is no social call, you wish to ask me about the pastor, or the young man who passed through Wanton Cove a while back?" His tone holds a certainty to it.\n\n"And how did you know that?" I inquire, suddenly cautious.\n\n"No need to be defensive my friend, it seems that all anyone wants to ask me about on this stark island is if I know anything about the pastor who foolishly threw himself from the bluff near my home, or about the ruins here on this island. Since you do not strike me as a treasure hunter or archeologist, its natural for me to assume that you came to the island for some other reason. Which means that either you are here about the pastor's death, or you are here looking for the last person who passed through the area looking for treasure." Mr Morichi gives a little shrug, then takes another long sip of his tea.\n\n"I'm actually curious about both," I admit, "Some of what I've heard about the pastor doesn't add up, but I came to the island looking for my friend Peter's son, Tom."\n\nMr Morichi takes another sip of his tea, looking thoughtful, "Unfortunately, I suspect my answer will prove unsatisfactory on both accounts. Your friend's son Tom, he visited me some time back," He pauses, seeming to think, "Tom, he visited me a while back, perhaps a month ago? We spent a couple of afternoons discussing local folklore and what I knew about some of the artifacts and ruins around the island. He was supposed to return the next day, but that was the last I saw of him," His little smile returns, just touching his eyes, "He did not like the tea either, however he forced himself to drink it. It was tremendously entertaining watching his face when I asked him if he would like more," A sound, almost a laugh comes from Mr Morichi, then he takes another sip of his drink before sitting the half empty teacup down.\n\n"He gave me no indication as to where he may be headed next, and in spite of inquiries, I never learned where he had gotten off to," A short pause, then he continues, "It is easy to conclude that your presence means he never returned home."\n\nMr Morichi gestures with his hand dismissively, "I can however shed a little more light on the pastor's death. While I did not personally witness his fall to the rocks at the base of the cliffs, after it happened, my butler inspected the area for me. He reported that it looked as if he walked off the edge, his footprints in the mud leading right to the edge as if he never even slowed. I found this surprising given how steep, and muddy that slope is."\n\nI sit with him for a while longer, listening to Mr Morichi talk about his plants and the view outside of his window, but learn nothing more of value.\n\nWhen I prepare to leave, he calls after me, "Best of luck Miss <<print $PlayerName2>>, I hope that you are able to find young Tom. Be sure to tell him that his presence is always welcome in my home."\n\n"Thank you," I reply.\n\n"Do not be a stranger my friend, feel free to visit any time you would like."<<elseif $Taint gte 70>>Anticipation races through me as I tenter the room. I'm not entirely sure what I was expecting, but what I see is not it.\n\nThe room is relatively small, maybe twice the size of the room I have back at the Barmaid's Daughter. Its barely a clothset when compared with the other parts of the house I've seen so far. A large window dominates the wall furthest from me, giving a commanding view of the ocean beyond. \n\nThe room itself is filled with plants, mostly flowers and vines. \n\n//Almost like a small greenhouse.// The thought crosses my mind as I continue to take in the room.\n\nAt the center of the room is a small table with an intricate pattern worked into the tabletop. On its surface is a small tea pot and a pair of tea cups, each on its own saucer. All of it appears to be from the same set, with light pink petals painted on the white surface, and trimmed with gold. To each side of the table, arranged for a view of the ocean, is a plush short backed chair.\n\nFrom the left chair, a short man dressed all in white looks over his shoulder towrds me. I can see that he's an older gentleman with well defined crowsfeet around his eyes. He sports a pair of glasses with perfectly round lenses and a short white beard that comes into a broad but well defined point in spite of how short it is. The almond shape of his eyes is the only indication I have that he has some asian blood somewhere in his family tree. \n\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>"Miss <<print $PlayerName2>>, it is a pleasure to finally meet you," He says, pronouncing each sylible with the care of someone who wants to make sure the other person understands. He stands, turning towards me and extending a hand, "Apologies, I get ahead of myself. My name is Zodak Morichi, grandson," A enigmatic smile finds its way onto his lips for barely a second before vanishing again,"seven generations removed, of the great Zodak Alhazred who founded Wanton Cove."\n\nI bristle at his use of //Miss//, "Mr." I correct him firmly.\n\n"I beg of you, please forgive me," He seems startled, "I meant no offince Mr <<print $PlayerName2>>."\n\n"Please, take a seat," He gestures at the chair opposite his own. It seems like he's trying to deflect from his earlier mistake. Reaching for the tea pot to pour both cups about half full. I can see the steam rising from each cup. \n\nI take the offered seat, "One or two?" Mr Morichi asks. The confusion I felt must have shown, because that earlier smile returned, but lingered this time, "Sugar. One spoon or two." He clarifies.\n\nNot being accustomed to drinking tea, I err on the side of caution, "One please."\n\nSpooning one scoop of sugar into my teacup, he then stirs it once before adding two scoops to his own teacup and doing the same. A moment later, he sits back in his chair.\n\n"What do you think of the view?" Mr Morichi asks me, but before I can reply, he continues, "It is one of the few treasures this bleak island has to offer, do you not think?"\n\n"It is a nice view," I reply.\n\n"With all of the superstition about my home, and this island, the locals avoid both this place, and myself most of the time. With the exception of my butler, and my girls, I live a fairly lonely existance up here on the hill," Mr Morichi's tone holds a little sadness, "It brings me great pleasure that you have decided to pay me a visit."\n\nHe leans back, teacup in hand, as he turns his attention to the view outside the window. When he takes a little sip, I realize that I've yet to even pick up my own cup.\n\nPicking it up, I raise it, taking a deep breath of the bittersweet smell of the tea. I can see Mr Morichi watching me out of the corner of his eye. I hesitate to take a sip, but when Mr Morichi takes a second sip, I tilt the glass enough for the fluid to touch my lips.\n\nI fight the urge to sputter when the bitter fluid reaches my taste buds, and I can see Mr Morichi's face blossom into a broad smile, "Sorry my friend," He says, his tone holding the first real warmth I've detected since meeting him, "I drink my tea bitter, and can not resist the urge to serve it to unsuspecting visitors. Please forgive me this small transgression."\n\n"More sugar?" He asks a moment later, a twinkle in his eye.\n\nSitting down my teacup, "No thank you," I force myself to be pleasant, "I think I'll pass on any more of your tea."\n\n"A shame," Mr Morichi says, his expression turning wistful, "However, in my defense, your expression was exquisit, and the tea helps with virility."\n\nI shoot him a sidelong glance, wanting to say something, but forcing myself to hold my tongue instead.\n\n"It is unfortunate, but I suspect that this is no social call, you wish to ask me about the pastor, or the young man who passed through Wanton Cove a while back?" His tone holds a certainty to it.\n\n"And how did you know that?" I inquire, suddenly cautious.\n\n"No need to be defensive my friend, it seems that all anyone wants to ask me about on this stark island is if I know anything about the pastor who foolishly threw himself from the bluff near my home, or about the ruins here on this island. Since you do not strike me as a treasure hunter or archeologist, its natural for me to assume that you came to the island for some other reason. Which means that either you are here about the pastor's death, or you are here looking for the last person who passed through the area looking for treasure." Mr Morichi gives a little shrug, then takes another long sip of his tea.\n\n"I'm actually curious about both," I admit, "Some of what I've heard about the pastor doesn't add up, but I came to the island looking for my friend Peter's son, Tom."\n\nMr Morichi takes another sip of his tea, looking thoughtful, "Unfortunately, I suspect my answer will prove unsatisfactory on both accounts. Your friend's son Tom, he visited me some time back," He pauses, seeming to think, "Tom, he visited me a while back, perhaps a month ago? We spent a couple of afternoons discussing local folklore and what I knew about some of the artifacts and ruins around the island. He was supposed to return the next day, but that was the last I saw of him," His little smile returns, just touching his eyes, "He did not like the tea either, however he forced himself to drink it. It was tremendously entertaining watching his face when I asked him if he would like more," A sound, almost a laugh comes from Mr Morichi, then he takes another sip of his drink before sitting the half empty teacup down.\n\n"He gave me no indication as to where he may be headed next, and in spite of inquiries, I never learned where he had gotten off to," A short pause, then he continues, "It is easy to conclude that your presence means he never returned home."\n\nMr Morichi gestures with his hand dismissively, "I can however shed a little more light on the pastor's death. While I did not personally witness his fall to the rocks at the base of the cliffs, after it happened, my butler inspected the area for me. He reported that it looked as if he walked off the edge, his footprints in the mud leading right to the edge as if he never even slowed. I found this surprising given how steep, and muddy that slope is."\n\nI sit with him for a while longer, listening to Mr Morichi talk about his plants and the view outside of his window, but learn nothing more of value.\n\nWhen I prepare to leave, he calls after me, "Best of luck Mr. <<print $PlayerName2>>, I hope that you are able to find young Tom. Be sure to tell him that his presence is always welcome in my home."\n\n"Thank you," I reply.\n\n"Do not be a stranger my friend, feel free to visit any time you would like."<<else>>"Mr <<print $PlayerName2>>, it is a pleasure to finally meet you," He says, pronouncing each syllable with the care of someone who wants to make sure the other person understands. He stands, turning towards me and extending a hand, "Apologies, I get ahead of myself. My name is Zodak Morichi, grandson," A enigmatic smile finds its way onto his lips for barely a second before vanishing again,"seven generations removed, of the great Zodak Alhazred who founded Wanton Cove."\n\nHe thrusts his hand into mine suddenly, giving me a surprisingly gentle shake before releasing my hand again.\n\n"Please, take a seat," He gestures at the chair opposite his own. It seems like he's trying to deflect from his earlier mistake. Reaching for the tea pot to pour both cups about half full. I can see the steam rising from each cup. \n\nI take the offered seat, "One or two?" Mr Morichi asks. The confusion I felt must have shown, because that earlier smile returned, but lingered this time, "Sugar. One spoon or two." He clarifies.\n\nNot being accustomed to drinking tea, I err on the side of caution, "One please."\n\nSpooning one scoop of sugar into my teacup, he then stirs it once before adding two scoops to his own teacup and doing the same. A moment later, he sits back in his chair.\n\n"What do you think of the view?" Mr Morichi asks me, but before I can reply, he continues, "It is one of the few treasures this bleak island has to offer, do you not think?"\n\n"It is a nice view," I reply.\n\n"With all of the superstition about my home, and this island, the locals avoid both this place, and myself most of the time. With the exception of my butler, and my girls, I live a fairly lonely existance up here on the hill," Mr Morichi's tone holds a little sadness, "It brings me great pleasure that you have decided to pay me a visit."\n\nHe leans back, teacup in hand, as he turns his attention to the view outside the window. When he takes a little sip, I realize that I've yet to even pick up my own cup.\n\nPicking it up, I raise it, taking a deep breath of the bittersweet smell of the tea. I can see Mr Morichi watching me out of the corner of his eye. I hesitate to take a sip, but when Mr Morichi takes a second sip, I tilt the glass enough for the fluid to touch my lips.\n\nI fight the urge to sputter when the bitter fluid reaches my taste buds, and I can see Mr Morichi's face blossom into a broad smile, "Sorry my friend," He says, his tone holding the first real warmth I've detected since meeting him, "I drink my tea bitter, and can not resist the urge to serve it to unsuspecting visitors. Please forgive me this small transgression."\n\n"More sugar?" He asks a moment later, a twinkle in his eye.\n\nSitting down my teacup, "No thank you," I force myself to be pleasant, "I think I'll pass on any more of your tea."\n\n"A shame," Mr Morichi says, his expression turning wistful, "However, in my defense, your expression was exquisite, and the tea helps with virility."\n\nI shoot him a sidelong glance, wanting to say something, but forcing myself to hold my tongue instead.\n\n"It is unfortunate, but I suspect that this is no social call, you wish to ask me about the pastor, or the young man who passed through Wanton Cove a while back?" His tone holds a certainty to it.\n\n"And how did you know that?" I inquire, suddenly cautious.\n\n"No need to be defensive my friend, it seems that all anyone wants to ask me about on this stark island is if I know anything about the pastor who foolishly threw himself from the bluff near my home, or about the ruins here on this island. Since you do not strike me as a treasure hunter or archeologist, its natural for me to assume that you came to the island for some other reason. Which means that either you are here about the pastor's death, or you are here looking for the last person who passed through the area looking for treasure." Mr Morichi gives a little shrug, then takes another long sip of his tea.\n\n"I'm actually curious about both," I admit, his blunt assessment putting me more at ease, "Some of what I've heard about the pastor doesn't add up, but I came to the island looking for my friend Peter's son, Tom."\n\nMr Morichi takes another sip of his tea, looking thoughtful, "Unfortunately, I suspect my answer will prove unsatisfactory on both accounts. Your friend's son Tom, he visited me some time back," He pauses, seeming to think, "Tom, he visited me perhaps a month ago? We spent a couple of afternoons discussing local folklore and what I knew about some of the artifacts and ruins around the island. He was supposed to return the next day, but that was the last I saw of him," His little smile returns, just touching his eyes, "He did not like the tea either, however he forced himself to drink it. It was tremendously entertaining watching his face when I asked him if he would like more," A sound, almost a laugh comes from Mr Morichi, then he takes another sip of his drink before sitting the half empty teacup down.\n\n"He gave me no indication as to where he may be headed next, and in spite of inquiries, I never learned where he had gotten off to," A short pause, then he continues, "It is easy to conclude that your presence means he never returned home."\n\nMr Morichi gestures with his hand dismissively, "I can however shed a little more light on the pastor's death, though it may add a bit of mystery as well. While I did not personally witness his fall to the rocks at the base of the cliffs, after it happened, my butler inspected the area for me. He reported that it looked as if he walked off the edge, his footprints in the mud leading right to the edge as if he never even slowed. One would have thought he would slip on such a steep and muddy slope even if his intent was to fall to his death."\n\nI sit with him for a while longer, listening to Mr Morichi talk about his plants and the view outside of his window, but learn nothing more of value.\n\nWhen I prepare to leave, he calls after me, "Best of luck Mr. <<print $PlayerName2>>, I hope that you are able to find young Tom. Be sure to tell him that his presence is always welcome in my home."\n\n"Thank you," I reply.\n\n"Do not be a stranger my friend, feel free to visit any time you would like."\n\n<<endif>><<else>>"It is a pleasure to see you again my friend! Mr Morichi says warmly, gesturing at the chair opposite him. \n\n"Nice to see you too," I reply, taking the offered seat.\n\n"Would you like a cup of tea?" He asks, a tiny smile touching his lips.\n\n"No thank you," I reply, remembering my previous experience with his tea.\n\nMr Morichi lets out a sound, almost a laugh, then pours himself a cup of tea and sits back down, "Have you come to my humble home for a simple visit? Or would you like to talk about something specific?<<endif>>\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $MorichiDaughter gte 1>>\n\n[[Ask about Mr Morichi's daughter.]]<<endif>><<set $Morichi to "True">><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]

A flicker of movement catches my eye nearby. \n\nLooking that direction, I see a large window in one of the houses, the curtain pulled back slightly. \n\nFor a split second, I think I can see someone watching me before the curtain falls back in place.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]

"Did you happen to know Pastor Erkon?" I ask, watching his reaction.\n\nPhil lets out a little sigh, "Not well, and the few times I met him, we really didn't get along well."\n\nPhil smirks and lets out a bitter little laugh, "He was always going on about 'Save your soul!' and all I ever wanted was my next beer, and a wench I could shove my cock into." \n\nHis eyes settle on my own, "Its a shame that he killed himself, but I can't really say that I miss him."\n\nAsk about:\n[[Ask Phil about Tom.]]\n[[Ask Phil about Wanton Cove.]]<<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the White Goo.]]<</if>>\nor\n[[That is all for now. Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

[[return|$return]]\n[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n\n<<if $Aaron is "Played">>\nAaron, the bartender at the Barmaid's Daughter, and I suspect the owner of the establishment. Seems friendly enough, and he seems at least a little open about what he knows about Wanton Cove.<<if $SWood is "Played">><<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 10>>After speaking with Ms Sherwood, she suggested that there may be more to Aaron than is immediately obvious, and she appears to be terrified of the man. <<else>>It seems that at least some of the resedents of Wanton Cove are scared of him though. <</if>>\n\n\n<</if>><</if>><<if $Cobb is "Played">>\nCobb, old sailor I met near the docks. Warned me to leave while I still could.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $Crow is "Played">><<if $Rose is "Not Played">>\nWilson Crow, walks with a limp. Went missing a few days ago. Probably on a fishing trip. I know nothing else of him at this time.<<else>>Wilson Crow, walks with a limp. Went missing a few days ago. Probably on a fishing trip. He's one of the local fishermen and is married to Rose Crow. They live out by the old abandoned Church.<</if>>\n\n\n<</if>><<if $Rose is "Played">>\nRose Crow, wife of Wilson Crow. Lives out by the old abandoned Church with her husband.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $Jackobson is "Played">>Jackobson, apparently saw Pastor Erkon go up to Brandall's Bluff and throw himself into the sea.<<elseif $Jackobson is "Open">>Jackobson, apparently saw Pastor Erkon go up to Brandall's Bluff and throw himself into the sea.<<elseif $Jackobson is "Second">>Mr Jackobson is an angry, and irritating man who seems intent to draw a reaction out of me. He said he liked me, but I sensed that he just liked trying to get under my skin. \n\nHe was apparently the sole witness to Pastor Erkon's suicide.\n\n\n<<endif>><<if $Felix is "Played">>\nFelix Sherwood, Ms Sherwood's brother. He is a fisherman and is currently out on a fishing trip. He lives with his sister, supporting both of them through what he makes while fishing.\n\n\n<<endif>><<if $Morichi is "True">>Mr Morichi is an odd little man. I've found him to be surprisingly open when talking with me, though like everyone I've met in Wanton Cove, I know he has his secrets. He lives in the mansion up on the bluff overlooking the town of Wanton Cove.\n\n<<endif>><<if $MorichiDaughter is 1>>While I have not met Me Morichi's daughter, or know much about her, it would seem that Mr Morichi has a daughter who is a true hermaphrodite. He says that he has her confined to her own room for her safety. Hermaphrodites are something I have heard of, but never actually encountered before. It may be interesting to meet her at some point.\n\n<<elseif $MorichiDaughter is 2>>While I have yet to meet Azami, it seems that Mr Morichi has a daughter named Azami who is a true hermaphrodite. While I have tried to learn more about her, Mr Morichi seems evasive when talking about her for some reason. With as forward as he's been with me about other things, it begs the question of why. Is he merely ashamed of his child, or is there something else? I may have to find some way to meet her since Mr Morichi does not seem inclined to introduce me to her.\n\n<<elseif $MorichiDaughter is 3>>Azami Morichi is a true hermaphrodite, something that I've never encountered before meeting her. She is a truly beautiful girl with shoulder length black hair and soft brown eyes. My meeting with her was, . . . troubling to say the least. I honestly dont know if I look forward to seeing her again, or dread the thought.\n\n<<elseif $MorichiDaughter is 4>>Azami Morichi\nPlaceholder for after second meeting.\n\n<<endif>><<if $Sherwood is "Played">>\nMs Sherwood, skittish and scared. I don't know if she was scared of Aaron on the waterfront, or just men in general. <<if $Cross is "Played">>From the religious paintings and Bible in her home, I suspect she is a religious woman. <<if $Felix is "Played">>Her brother supports her with what he earns fishing, while she stays at home. <</if>><</if>>\n\n\n<<endif>><<if $Nadia is "Played">>\nNadia, the unattractive, but flirtatious owner of the General Store in Wanton Cove. <<if $ChurchAlternate is "True">>I get the impression that she knows more than she is letting on, and that she wants to help, but something has her spooked.<<endif>>\n\n\n<</if>><<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>Pastor Erkon was the Pastor of Wanton Cove until about four years ago. He started behaving oddly before committing suicide by jumping from Brandall's Bluff.\n\n\n<<endif>><<if $Phil is "Played">>\nPhil, the local shipbuilder. Seems focused on his work. \n\n\n<<endif>><<if $Prostitute is "Played">>\nTanya. A lady of the night who plies her wares out of the Barmaid's Daughter. She's a pretty little thing, and friendly as well. Seems she arrived in Wanton Cove around the same time Tom left.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $Tom is "Played">>\nTom Duntell, son of my old partner Peter, has gone missing. I'm seeking clues to his whereabouts.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $Vick is "Played">>\nVick is a recluse, living out in the woods near Wanton Cove. He's obviously unhinged, and just being in his presence is enough to leave me uneasy. But at the same time, something tells me that he might be the key to understanding all of this. <<endif>><<silently>>To-Do list here:<<endsilently>>\n\n[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n\n[[return|$return]]\n

I gape openly at the massive cave before me. Bushes and small trees are eeking out an among the small cracks in the rocks around the opening. \n\nThe cave is broad at its opening, large enough for a small house to fit comfortably within. But deeper, it seems shrouded in shadow. I get a sense of immensity from the space, but I can not see the back, or even the sides, of the interior.\n\nI take a slow breath, <<if $Flashlight is "true">>Reaching for my flashlight, I prepare to search the cave.\n\n<<cavelink "Enter the cave.">>\n\n<<else>>realizing I'm going to need a light source to search this area.\n\n<<endif>>[[Back to the Trail.|Take the North fork of the trail.]]<<set $cave += 2>>\n\n

Ahead of me on the path, I see someone walking. The figure is wearing a long, dull brown jacket and a wide brimmed hat. Whoever it is, doesn't seem to notice me.\n\nQuietly, I try to start closing the distance between us, but I barely take a dozen steps before [[I lose sight on the figure.|Trail]]

I spent nearly twenty-five years on the force. \n\nIn that time, I had convinced myself that mankind was at the root of all this world's evil. The things a person is capable of doing to another human being are truly horrible. I'd seen the worst this world had to offer, or so I thought.\n\n[[Tell us a little about yourself.]]

The heavy rain falling fills the area with a dull roar. Water flows off of dilapidated rooftops to splash into muddy ditches. \n\nAs I move in the street, the mud clings to my boots making them feel heavy and slow.\n\n\nStanding on the waterfront, the sounds of your fight temporarily drowning out the sounds of the water lapping at the shoreline.\n\n/%Player's actions%/\n<<if $playerAction is "gun">>\s\n <<if $Ammo gte 1>>/%Assuming enemies have an ammunition count as well. If not, "$ammo" would be shorter%/\s\n <<set $Hit = $PlayerFirearms + random(1,15)>>\s\n <<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t <<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n <<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>/%You didn't specify the damage formula, so I'm using this. =^-^=%/\s\n <<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet. <<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\tYou have no ammo!\n <</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "fists">>\s\n\tYou throw a punch at your opponent.\n\t<<set $Hit = $PlayerBrawling + random(1,15)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet.\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "use">>\nWorking quickly with your First Aid Kit, you tend the worst of your wounds.\n<<elseif $Flee is "true">> You turn to run.\n<</if>>\s\n\n/%Enemy's actions%/\n<<if $enemyHP gte 3>>\n\t<<if $enemyWeapon is "gun">>\s\n\tThe enemy fires their gun!\n\t\t<<if $Ammo gte 1>>\s\n\t\t<<set $Hit = $enemyFirearms + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t\t<<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\t\tYou're injured by your opponent's attack.\n\t\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostSlum]]\n\t\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t//Click!// The gun wasn't loaded!\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "knife">>\s\n\tYour opponent slashes at you with their knife.\n <<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,3)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from your attacker! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou attacker's knife cuts you painfully!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostSlum]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "fists">>\s\n\tYour opponent throws a punch.\n\t<<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou take the hit, but you're not down yet!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostSlum]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent missed!\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<</if>>\n<<elseif $enemyHP lte 2 and $enemyHP gt 0>>\nYour opponent attempts to flee!\n<<set $enemyFlee = random(1,15)>>\n\t<<if $enemyFlee gte ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence)>>\n\tYour assailant disappears into the night.<<set $EnemyFlee to "true">>\n\t<<else>>\n\tYour opponent fails to escape you.\n\t<</if>>\n<</if>>\n/%Player's next action%/\nYou currently have HP: <<print $CharHP>>\n\n<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\n\t<<if $Flee is "true">>Out maneuvering your opponent, you [[flee from your attacker.|Run down part of town.][$Flee to "false"]]\n\t<<elseif $EnemyFlee is "true">>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextslum]]\n\t<<elseif $enemyHP lte 0>>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextslum]]\n\t<<else>>\n\tChoose your next action: \n\t[[Punch him|SlumFight][$playerAction = "fists"]]\s\n\t[[Shoot him|SlumFight][$playerAction = "gun"]]\n\tFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|SlumFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|SlumFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|SlumFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|SlumFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|SlumFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <</if>><</if>>\n\t[[Flee from him|SlumFight][$Flee to "true"; $playerAction = "flee"]]\n\t<</if>>\n<<else>>\n<</if>>

As I approach the park, I hear a "Caw!" from one of the trees.\n\nI turn my attention to the sound only to see a large crow perched in one of the nearest trees to me.\n\n"Caw!" From another tree.\n\n"Caw! Caw! Caw!" Other crows begin to cry out. \n\nI notice dozens of large crows around me in the park in groups of half a dozen or more. \n\n"Caw!" I can see that all of the crows appear to be focused on me, their beady black eyes turned my direction.\n\nWith the hairs on the back of my neck beginning to stand on end, the crows suddenly stop crying out, their silent stares boring into me.\n\nUneasy, I take a hesitant step backwards, hoping to slip back out of the park in an effort to remove myself from the unnatural scene.\n\nI barely finish taking the step when all the crows take flight all at once. \n\nI throw my arms up to shield my face as the large crows take to the air, I can feel the air around me moving with the beating of their wings.\n\nWhen I finally lower my arms, I look around. The only sign that the murder of crows was ever in the park is a single black feather in the grass near the fountain.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|overgrown park]]

"Tell me about the town." I say.\n\nHe seems to consider for a couple of seconds, absently wiping the bar with a dirty rag, "Not much to tell really." He spits on the bar, then uses the saliva to rub at a stain in the bar's surface for a few seconds, "it's a fishing village. Most of us are poor, most everyone else has left." He shrugs.\n\nAsk about:\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

Four years earlier.\n\n//Walking towards the alley, I could see pale faced cops standing on the sidewalk, blocking the way into the dimly lit alleyway.\n\nAs I approach, another cop rushes out of the alley before bending double and emptying the contents of his stomach onto the street.\n\nI take a step to one side to avoid the worst of the mess, and meet the eye of Captain Steiner.\n\n"Detective <<print $PlayerName2>>," Captain Steiner meets my eyes. He's clearly rattled by whatever is in the alley, "Hope you have a stronger stomach than the rest of us." His tone is distant, like he's disassociating himself from whatever they found.\n\n"Show me the way," I say. I can already smell the coppery scent of blood on the air.\n\nCaptain Steiner nods, then waves for me to follow.\n\nThe alley is dark, and narrow, not quite wide enough to drive an automobile down. The only light I can see down the damp corridor between the two warehouses is coming from a couple of flashlights a short distance ahead.\n\nWithout really thinking about it, I pull my flashlight and thumb it on, lighting the way.\n\nWhen I see a hint of blood lazily running from down the alley, pooling in a puddle a couple of paces ahead, I make a point of stepping around it. \n\n"Must be a lot of blood?" I make it half question, half statement. Captain Steiner turns his head to meet my eyes. I'd swear that he's three shades lighter than when we entered the alley. He doesn't say anything as he continues towards the crime scene.\n\nAs we near the crime scene, the blood on the ground has become so abundant that it's impossible not to step in it as we approach. //Just how many victims are there?// \n\nI begin to slow, an uneasy feeling steeling over me, as if my skin doesn't fit quite right. My eyes travel towards where the other officer's flashlights are pointed.\n\nThere are strange symbols, painted in broad red swaths of color along the walls. It takes me a few seconds to realize that it's blood.\n\nI don't know how long I stood there, looking at the symbols, but I became aware of Captain Steiner looking at me expectantly, as if anticipating me saying something.\n\nI take a deep breath and force myself to direct my flashlight to the one place that everyone seems to be avoiding looking, the middle of the alley between the two murals of blood.\n\nFor several heartbeats, it's as if my mind can't quite acknowledge what I'm looking at. \n\nLaying in the middle of a small sea of blood is a porcelain white body, an almost startling contrast with the crimson that surrounds it.\n\nWatching where I step, my heart roaring in my ears, I move slowly closer to the scene. \n\nIt quickly becomes obvious that this is no ordinary body. Some distant part of my mind tells me that I'm looking at multiple victims, a patchwork of body parts all sown together to create this horrible, beautiful, abomination before me.\n\nI fight down the bile at the back of my throat and force myself to //really// look at the body. It looks like most of the victims were female, possibly with a single male victim.\n\nThe arms, legs are feminine, the torso sporting what is probably C-cup breasts with perfect pale nipples at their peaks. Between its legs is a penis, probably ten inches long even limp.\n\nAround me, the others are all watching me, seeing how I respond to what is before me. But I don't care. I shine my flashlight higher on the body until the beam of light reaches its head.\n\nA fan of long black hair is spread out around the head like a black aurora. For a split second, I think that the head has been attached backwards, but the more horrifying truth is that there is a layer of skin stretched over the face and sewn into place, making it look like the head has no face.\n\n[[Next]]\n\n

//Tap!// The sound comes from my window, drawing my attention that direction. For several long seconds, I watch the window, searching for the source of the sound. All I see outside the window is the roof of the building across the alley.\n\nI barely turn my head away from the window before I hear it again, //Tap!//\n\nThis time, I step up to the window, looking for the sound's source. //Tap! Tap!// My eyes flicker about the muddy alley below, //Tap!//\n\nMy eyes finally settle on a loose shutter on the building across the alley. As I watch, I see the wind catch it again, swinging it away from the window it was made to protect, then slamming closed again with a loud //Tap!//\n\nTaking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, I watch the alley for several more seconds before [[stepping away from the window again.|Your room.]]

[[Adult content]] warning. While this game contains no pictures, there is //explicit sexual content// contained within this game. If you are under 18, or you are easily offended, then please leave now. Otherwise, I hope that you enjoy the game!\n\n!HOW TO PLAY THIS GAME:\nYour character's stats have the potential to have a huge bearing on how the game plays. \n\nFor example: A character with a low Perception score may only get a basic description of a scene, a character with a middling Perception score may notice some details that people with low scores will not, and a character with a high Perception score may even notice subtle details. \n\nIn other words, pay attention EVERY TIME YOU PLAY, otherwise, you may miss important details.\n\nAlso, unlike most twine games, doing the same thing more than once can result in different outcomes. And some encounters/events can be randomly generated. Visit places more than once, talk to people whenever you've moved the story along, talked to someone new, or visited a new place, there's a possibility that something new might happen the next time you inspect something or talk to someone.\n\nPS: Some people may find this game to be frightening or unsettling in nature. Play at your own risk, I will not be held accountable for any therapy you decide you need after playing this game.\n\n[[Play the game.]]\n\n!Support the author:\nhttps://www.patreon.com/user?u=3879205\n\n[[Special Thanks]]\n\n[[Changelog:]]

When I reach the waterfront, I glance down towards the shipbuilder's workshop.\n\nI can see a thin wisp of smoke coming from the building's chimney.\n\nFor a moment, I see someone moving amongst the small boats around the building, apparently the shipbuilder who lives there. A moment later, I loose sight of the shipbuilder amongst the boats and equipment scattered around the building.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]

"Any chance you've remembered something new about Tom? What might have happened to him, or where he might have gone?" I ask.\n\nPhil grimaces, "Sorry friend, I don't know any more than the last time you asked." With a little shrug he adds, "But I'll be sure to let you know if I hear anything.\n\nAsk about:\n[[Ask Phil about Wanton Cove.]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the White Goo.]]<</if>>\nor\n[[That is all for now. Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

The woman waists no time as I gently push her to her knees. With one hand under her skirt, her other hand reaches out to take hold of my hard cock.\n\nHer tongue flicks out, sampling the precum at the tip of my cockhead. Half smiling appreciatively, an aroused moan escaping her lips, her head plunges forward, taking more than half of my length in one go.\n\nGagging slightly, she backs off a little, settling into a rhythm, her lips sliding up and down my shaft as her head bobs up and down.\n\nI moan my approval, her smile clear in her eyes as she looks up at me.\n\nHer free hand cups my balls, lightly massaging them as I feel something flick the tip of my penis, something dipping into the slit at its tip. \n\nMy eyes widen, even as I feel my balls tighten, my cum surging unexpectedly from my shaft in long thick streams. I see her cheeks bulge, her throat moving as she eagerly swallows my load.\n\nOnce she is done, she smiles up at me. She stands abruptly, kissing me firmly on the lips before I can protest.\n\nThe faint, salty tang of my own cum on my lips, I step away from the woman.\n\n[[I continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<set $Taint += 2>>

Upon reaching the cliff edge, I look down at the waters. The white caps are crashing over the rocks in a soft rumble, like a massive creature snoring in its sleep.\n\nA movement in the water draws my attention to where the water meets the cliff. There, in the water, is a pale shape just beneath the surface. Its difficult to make out much detail, but the shape appears human, feminine. While I can see no detail of its face, I can feel, deep down, that whatever it is in the water is looking straight at me.\n\n//Zal'chaas, reh'lee churakch Chthulhu releh aath'ru.// A feminine voice whispers in my mind.\n\nThe face suddenly reaches the surface, not quite breaking the surface of the water. A cold chill runs up my spine as I watch, her eyeless face seeming to stare into my very soul, her sudden smile making me shiver in sudden fear. //Cha'nah, reccith ni fruthka.// She purrs in my mind.\n\nIn the time it takes me to blink, she's gone. My eyes flicker around the area trying to see where she went, but I see no sign of her in the water.\n\nI shiver, knowing it has nothing to do with the cold as [[I pull my coat tighter around myself.|Bluff]]

As I near the top of the bluff, I hear the sounds of crows somewhere nearby. Looking around, I see maybe a dozen crows huddled over a shape in the dieing grass.\n\nWhen I draw closer, the crows explode into the air all at once, //Caw! Caw!"// The sounds of their wings flapping violently as they fly towards the treeline.\n\nI only watch them fly for a second before returning my attention to the shape in the brown grass. The sickly sweet smell of rotting flesh hits my nose only a split second before I realize that I'm looking at a dog carcass, half eaten by the crows.\n\nI don't know if its curiosity, or if I think I might actually learn something useful, but I step closer to the carcass, looking at the bare bones, the rain matted fur clinging to rotting flesh.\n\nMy lip curls in distaste, stepping back [[away from the carcass.|Bluff]]

Stepping into the park, I let my eyes drift over the overgrown bushes and tall, dead grass.\n\nTowards the front of the park, there are two moss covered stone benches. Both are heavily weathered and have visible cracks in their surface wherever the stone is visible. Further into the park, I can just see a third bench, nearly hidden within a mass of vines and bushes.\n\nAt the center of the park, my eyes fall on a large fountain. It looks like the fountain was once an impressive sight, with water flowing from pool to pool, down to a large round base. Now, the fountain is filled with stagnant water filled with green sludge and spotted with bird feces.\n\n<<if $Fountain is "Not Played" and $Day is 2>>I'm almost ready to turn away from the fountain, but for some reason my eyes drift down towards it's base. \n\nSomething primal in the back of my mind urges me to take a closer look.\n\nI kneel down before the fountain, pulling some small vines and dry grass free, giving me a better view of the fountain's base. \n\nAcross it's surface, I can see marks, like something is engraved in the surface of the stone. \n\nMy curiosity piqued, I break some of the thick soggy moss free of the surface, exposing more of the stone. \n\nThere are a series of deep lines in the surface. Part of me wants to look away, but the marks feel too familiar, like something I've seen before, a lifetime ago.\n\nWith a staggering realization, I suddenly know where I've seen these marks before.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 94>>//A pale and naked form steps from behind the fountain. \n\nI couldn't look away if I wanted to. The most terrible, yet at the same time, the most beautiful creature I've ever laid eyes on stands before me.\n\nHer ivory skin is flawless, her every curve is a statement of perfection. One part of me wants to reach out, to cup one of her full breasts, to tweak one of her erect nipples. To take her thick, horse like cock in hand to fondle it. The rest of me wants to gouge my own eyes out and run screaming from the park. As I look, a thin stream of White Goo dribbles from the tip of her flared cock.\n\n'Nach, lashafa tharuuch abr' shen.' Her words ring in the back of my mind like a gunshot in a small space. 'Chu, nathuul ch'chaf, Zal'chaas.'\n\nMy lips move without any conscious thought, "Zal'chaas." I repeat. My cock growing painfully hard in my pants. \n\nWhen I say her name, I can tell it pleases her. In spite of her not having a face, I know she is smiling at me.\n\nIn that one fleeting moment, I would do anything to please her. My mouth salivates at the thought of wrapping my lips around her growing cock, and she knows it.\n\nI fall to my knees before her, her long black hair looks like a dark halo around her head, the strands moving as if caught in the currents of a vast ocean. All around her, I can see shadowy shapes, tentacles, writhing in the air, reaching out as if to engulf me. \n\nI reach for her, my fingertips bare centimeters from her throbbing cock. \n\nThe tentacles move to engulf me, my cock throbbing and jerking in my pants as I unload the contents of my balls.//\n\nMy eyes snap open. I'm filled with horror and revulsion at the intense perversion of the vision I just experienced. \n\nI can feel a large load of my own cum plastered to the inside of my pants. \n\n//Zal'chaas.// The name echoes in my head, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up and a chill running down my spine.<<else>>//A pale and naked form steps from behind the fountain. \n\nI couldn't look away if I wanted to. The most terrible, yet at the same time, the most beautiful creature I've ever laid eyes on stands before me.\n\nHer ivory skin is flawless, her every curve is a statement of perfection. One part of me wants to reach out, to cup one of her full breasts, to tweak one of her erect nipples. To take her thick, horse like cock in hand to fondle it. The rest of me wants to gouge my own eyes out and run screaming from the park. As I look, a thin stream of White Goo dribbles from the tip of her flared cock.\n\n'Nach, lashafa tharuuch abr' shen.' Her words ring in the back of my mind like a gunshot in a small space. 'Chu, nathuul ch'chaf, Zal'chaas.'\n\nMy lips move without any conscious thought, "Zal'chaas." I repeat. My pussy dampening perceptively. \n\nWhen I say her name, I can tell it pleases her. In spite of her not having a face, I know she is smiling at me.\n\nIn that one fleeting moment, I would do anything to please her. My mouth salivates at the thought of wrapping my lips around her growing cock, and she knows it.\n\nI fall to my knees before her, her long black hair looks like a dark halo around her head, the strands moving as if caught in the currents of a vast ocean. All around her, I can see shadowy shapes, tentacles, writhing in the air, reaching out as if to engulf me. \n\nI reach for her, my fingertips bare centimeters from her throbbing cock. \n\nThe tentacles move to engulf me, my pussy quivering as I cum, my fluid rushing from my new vagina in a gush.//\n\nMy eyes snap open. I'm filled with horror and revulsion at the intense perversion of the vision I just experienced. \n\nThe inside of my pants are sopping wet from my own juices/\n\n//Zal'chaas.// The name echoes in my head, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up and a chill running down my spine. <</if>>\n\nI almost have enough time to convince myself that the whole scene was just in my mind, but then my eyes fall on a small puddle of luminescent White Goo.\n\n//No matter,// I think to myself, //If this place is somehow linked to that murder, then I'm staying until I get to the bottom of it.// My eyes linger on the engravings, feeling a chill as I remember what they look like scrawled across alley walls in crimson.\n\n[[Inspect the White Goo.][$SailorGoo to "Played"; $MotherofLust to "Played"]]\n[[Touch the White Goo.][$SailorGoo to "Played"; $MotherofLust to "Played"]]\nor\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town." '$Fountain to "Played"; $MotherofLust to "Played"'>><<else>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>My eyes fall to the strange symbols engraved along the base of the fountain. //Zal'chaas// The feminine voice begins to whisper in the back of my mind again. I quickly pull my eyes away from the symbols, and as quickly as I look away, the whispers in my mind are silenced once more.\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">><<elseif $Fountain is "Not Played" and $Day is 1>><<townlink "Head into the center of town.">><<else>><<townlink "Head into the center of town.">><</if>><</if>>\n\n

[[return|$return]]\n\nWanton Cove is an island a little more than a mile across at its narrowest point, and nearly two miles across at its widest.\n\nMuch of the island is thickly forested, with many caves known, and yet to be discovered, on the island. Near one of the largest of these cave system, known by the locals as 'the cathedral' is the remnants of an old city, one that appears to predate Columbus, though no official achaeological expedition has ever been mounted to learn more. The island is littered with bits of old ruins, the best known of these is the large fountain in the town's park.\n\nThe southern portion of the island is dominated by a large cove. The cove itself is deep and wide, allowing for fishing boats of substantial size to moor there. As a natural port, the town of Wanton Cove grew in the northern most part of the cove.\n\nRoughly a half mile from the cove is a large bluff that stretches along a large portion of the island's eastern edge. The southern most point of the bluff rises up in a way that allows those standing on it to see all of the town and cove below. The bluff falls off into rocky waters below.\n\n[[Return to Table of Contents.|Wanton Cove History Book]]\n\n[[return|$return]]<<set $Geography to "Played">>\n

Taking the North fork of the trail, I've barely walked a dozen paces before the <<if $cave is 2>>the tight path I carved out of the brush is before me. <<else>>apparently well used trail becomes overgrown and difficult to follow.\n<<if $Geography is "Played">>\nOff in the distance, I can see the hint of a dark void, but it's hard to determine what the darkness could be, the brush is just too dense to make out any details. <<if $Day is 3>>Nadia may have a way to get through this bramble. <<set $cave to 1>><<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>\n<<if $cave gte 2>>Head to the [[cave|Cave Entrance]] or back <<traillink "the way I came.">><<elseif $machetee is "true">>Its time to carve a path through this mess. [[Forward to the darkness|Path][$cave = 2]] or back <<traillink "the way I came.">><<else>>Frowning, and not wanting to get lost in these woods, I turn back <<traillink "the way I came.">><<endif>>

"Tell me about this White Goo I've seen around town." \n\n"What White Goo?" He asks.\n\n<<if ($PlayerIntelligence + $PlayerPerception) gte 8>>Something about his tone tells me that he knows exactly what I'm talking about.\n\n<</if>>"Thick, white and slimy?" I prod.\n\nHe shrugs dismissively, "Must have been bird shit." He grunts.\n\nAsk about:\n[[Wanton Cove]]\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

The squelching of my boots is punctuated by the sound of raindrops dripping lazily between the leaves overhead. \n\nBarely visible in the bushes beside the trail, I see a small snare, placed in the hopes of trapping a small animal. Looking closer, I see that the trap is empty, at least for now.\n\n//Seems that someone is trapping in the area. Probably squirls given the size of the snare.//\n\nTurning my attention back to the trail, [[I continue on my way.|Trail]]

My footsteps echo softly between the nearby buildings as I walk down the street. \n\nAbsently, I step around a puddle that looks deeper than most.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Head into the center of town.]]

"Mind if I ask a few questions?" I ask, not pausing long enough for him to answer before I ask my first question.\n\nAaron's eyes flicker to the body, then towards the Barmaid's Daughter before finally settling on me. \n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?]]<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?]]<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?]]<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?]]<</if>><<if $B1Water is "Played">>\n[[Any idea how long she might have been in the water?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]<<set $Body1A to "Played">>

"Any idea how long the body might have been in the water?" I ask\n\n"Its hard to say for sure," Aaron says, "Not long though, maybe a day or two at most?" \n\nMy eyes narrow slightly, as I file away the information.\n\n"Some of what washes up on shore is pretty old," Aaron's lip curls with clear disgust.\n\n[[You have any idea who she was?]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?]]<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?]]<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?]]<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?]]\n<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

"I was wondering about your tea?" I ask.\n\nMr Morichi's eyebrows come up slightly, "You would like a cup?" His voice holds a note of clear amusement.\n\n"No," You blurt quickly, remembering the bitter taste the one time you tried it.\n\n"I suspected as much," He hides his smile behind a sip from his own teacup.\n\n"I was actually curious about what all was in it," I lean back in my seat, looking at the teacup on the little table between us.\n\n"To be honest, I dont even remember anymore. My mother used to make it for me as a child, and since then the servants have been responsible for making it. Are you hoping for the recipe? If so, I can request a copy be made for you."\n\n"No, no need, just idle curiosity," I feel uncomfortable unleashing such a bitter drink on anyone I know.\n\nDismissing the subject from my mind, I consider if I want to ask him anything else.\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $MorichiDaughter gte 1>>\n\n[[Ask about Mr Morichi's daughter.]]<<endif>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<</if>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]

"Um," I begin, not quite sure how to ask. After a moment, i decide to just come out with it instead of beating around the bush, "I'm having some troubles," I cup my sensitive chest, hoping to emphasize what I'm talking about, "Since coming to Wanton Cove. Is there something in the water here? Or maybe some form of sickness around here that I should know about?"\n\nHer expression seems to become uncertain, her eyes lingering on my chest, then flickering towards my crotch for a second. Turning slightly, she casts a quick glance towards Aaron, a hint of fear finding its way into her eyes, "I wouldn't know anything about it. I can't be of any help." \n\nLooking sad, she adds, "Maybe I can take you upstairs and show you a good time, help you forget your troubles for a little while?" She gives a little smile, "If you can afford me that is."\n\n<<if $Money gte 10>>[[Employ Tanya's Services.|Looking for a good time?]]\n\n[[Maybe another time.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<else>>"[[Maybe another time.|The Barmaids Daughter]]" I say<</if>>

The moisture in the air is so thick that it makes the air actually smell //wet//. \n\nI take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the cool, damp air.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]

Deciding to join the woman, I approach slowly. I can feel my cock hardening at the site of her.\n\nAs I close the distance between us, she licks her lips, her eyes firmly glued to my crotch.\n\nBy the time I reach her, she is reaching out for me, taking hold of my pants, unbuckling my belt and working to free my cock from its confines.\n\n[[Push her to her knees.|SlumSuck1]]\nor\n[[Bend her over and fuck her.|SlumPussy1]]

[[Did you think of anything you could add about the waterfront?]]\n\n[[What about the man with the limp you mentioned before?]]\n\n[[You said your brother was leaving on the fishing boat?]]\n\n[[Tell me a little about yourself?]]\n\n[[You seemed a little intimidated by Aaron?]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon|Sherwood Pastor Talk]]<</if>><<if $SherwoodSex is "Played">>\n\n[[Maybe I can itch that scratch for you again?|Sherwood Sex]]<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[As about the book from the Church basement.]]<</if>>\n\n<</if>>or\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]

I stand there for nearly a minute, looking down at the body as I try to make sense of what I am seeing.\n\n//It looks human, but its obvious that its not.// I shudder lightly, //It looks like some kind of sea monster crossed with a human.//\n\nI'm hesitant as I move closer to the creature, rolling it onto its back. I look at its oddly webbed fingers, its too large eyes. \n\nAnother shiver goes through me. My legs feel weak as I step away from the creature.\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]\n\n

<<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 12>>"I know its an ugly business, but I've got to ask anyway," I put as much sympathy into my voice as I'm able, "But is there anything, anything at all you can think to add about the scene on the waterfront?"\n\nMs Sherwood's face seems to pinch in distaste, "I'm sorry, no." She pauses, as if wracking her mind for anything else to add, "But if I think of anything more, I'll be sure to let you know.\n\n"Thanks, I appreciate that." I say, meaning it.\n\nSeeing that I'm not likely to learn any more at this time by pushing the subject, I decide its time to change the subject instead. <<else>>"You haven't thought of anything more to add about the scene on the waterfront?" I ask.\n\nMs Sherwood's face seems to pinch in distaste, "No, and I'd rather not think on that anymore if possible."\n\nSeeing that I'm not going to get any more out of her, I decide its time to change the subject.<</if>>\n\n[[What about the man with the limp you mentioned before?]]\n\n[[You said your brother was leaving on the fishing boat?]]\n\n[[Tell me a little about yourself?]]\n\n[[You seemed a little intimidated by Aaron?]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon|Sherwood Pastor Talk]]<</if>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[As about the book from the Church basement.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]

As I regain my composure, the noise around me begins to die down as people return to their hushed conversations and their drinks.\n\nI can't help but notice the way that people seem to avoid looking my way as I begin to move through the Barmaid's Daughter again.\n\n[[Continue.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n\n

A flicker of movement catches my eye nearby. \n\nLooking that direction, I see a small window in one of the houses, the curtain pulled back slightly. \n\nFor a split second, I think I can see someone watching me before the curtain falls back in place.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]

Walking down the forest path, the thick mud that makes up the trail clings to my boots, making my movements sluggish and my boots feel heavy.\n\nGrimacing, I pause long enough to kick the worst of the mud loose of my boots, then start walking again. I've barely taken half a dozen steps before my boots are [[caked with mud once more.|Trail]]\n

From an old dead branch, I see a shape dangling. The sickly sweet smell of rotting flesh is matched by the buzzing of insects around the carcas. At first, I mistake the shape for a racoon, but as I step closer, I see otherwise. From the branch hangs a cat, its filthy pelt is matted and wet. The way the cat's skin droops, it looks almost as if the pelt could slide right off the bone beneath at any moment.\n\nThe skin around the cat's mouth is pulled tight, in a death's grin that shows its bleached white teeth, the inside of its mouth a mass of flies and maggots. \n\nBut perhaps most disterbing is the missing eyes, leaving perfect, yet hauntingly empty, dark sockets staring back at me.\n\nGiving it a wide berth, [[I continue on down the path.|Trail]]

<<if $Taint lte 9>>Leaning closer, I see nothing that sets this puddle of White Goo apart from any other puddle I've seen. \n\n[[Continue on your way.|Trail]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>A wave of arousal is enough to drop me to my knees, my pussy gushing with fluid. \n\nOne of my hands darts to my belt, frantically working to free myself from my pants, while the other hand reaches for the puddle of White Goo.\n\nThe moment my fingers touch the warm fluid, I feel a small orgasm shudder through my body. \n\nMy entire world becomes a lust engulfed haze as soon as I feel my belt loosen.\n\nI have no idea how long I kneel there, one hand in my pants violating my new pussy, moaning like a common whore. But when my senses finally start to return, the White Goo is long gone.\n\nSlowly, I slide my hand from my pants, my fingers coated with a mixture of my own juices, and something else. Looking at the thick white fluid mixed with my own on my fingers, I know deep down in the pit of my stomach exactly what it is. \n\nRattled, and not knowing what could have possessed me to rub the White Goo into my vagina, I [[continue on my way.|Trail]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Almost without thought, I find myself on my knees beside the puddle of White Goo. \n\nWith both hands, I eagerly try to scoop up the mess on the ground, stuffing my fingers in my mouth. \n\nI moan in pleasure as I feel my tiny cock harden, precum dribbling from its tip to dampen my underwear with arousal.\n\nI don't know how long I was kneeling beside that White Goo, but when my mind begins to clear, there is barely any of the White Goo remaining.\n\nRepulsed by what I just did, I stagger back from where I was kneeling.\n\n//I've got to find some way to control this!//\n<<set $Taint += 3>>[[Continue on my way.|Trail]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>I find myself reaching out towards the White Goo, coating my fingers with the warm slime. \n\nWhen I begin to raise my fingers to my lips, I know I couldn't stop myself if I tried. The remnants of my cock is hard in my pants, my arousal making my little penis leak precum.\n\nIt only takes a moment to lick my fingers clean, the slimy White Goo sliding down my throat. \n\nMy cock twitches once, twice, spraying a small load of my seed into the front of my pants. \n\nShaken by what I just did, I step back from the puddle of White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>>[[Continue on my way.|Trail]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Even while I look at the White Goo, my hand reaches out as if under it's own power.\n\nAgainst my fingertips, the White Goo feels warm to the touch.\n\nMy fingers raise towards my mouth, my lips parting. A hint of arousal washes through me. \n\nThe realization of what I am about to do strikes me. I quickly wipe my fingers off on the nearby bushes the best I can, then move back from the White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 1>>[[Continue on my way.|Trail]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Looking at the White Goo, I feel a growing urge to reach out, to touch the White Goo.\n\nI start to reach out, but I manage to fight the urge back.\n\n//What's come over me?// I think in alarm.\n\nI step away from the White Goo, concerned by the momentary lapse in judgment.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Trail]]<</if>>\n

<<if $GooCounter is 0 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe person doesn't seem to notice me as they cross the street, disappearing into one of the small houses that line the muddy street.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe figure pauses half way across the street, turning towards me. For a split second, I think I see three eyes looking at me, the third embedded in the person's cheek. In the time it takes me to blink, the figure has turned away from me.\n\nThe figure quickly continues across the street before disappearing into one of the small houses along the muddy street.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 2 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>I see a figure standing in the middle of the street, facing towards me. The figure's heavy jacket and wide brimmed hat have a slow but steady drip of water coming off them from the light rain.\n\nMy walk slows, unsure of what is going on. \n\nWhat looks like an octopus' tentacle dangles from one sleeve of the figures jacket, the appendage twisting and curling as like an agitated cat's tail. \n\nWhen the figure tilts it's head, the light catches the side of their face, revealing a toothy grin that starts right below a bulbous nose and stretches to just past their ear.\n\nI shudder at the sight, my hand going to the handle of my .38 Special.\n\nThe figure stands there for another heartbeat, then turns, walking quickly between two of the close houses.\n\nI stand there in the cold rain for several more seconds, trying, and failing, to rationalize away what I just saw.\n\n//Guy belongs in a circus.// I think to myself, not entirely believing.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><<else>>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe person doesn't seem to notice me as they cross the street, disappearing into one of the small houses that line the muddy street.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]<</if>>

My footsteps echo softly between the nearby buildings as I walk down the street. \n\nAbsently, I step around a puddle that looks deeper than most.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]

When I pat my lap in invitation, she gives me a coy smile. Seemingly uncaring of the other people in the tavern, she hikes her skirts and sits in my lap. For a split second, I was sure I could feel her bare cunt beneath.\n\nSitting in my lap facing me, she grinds against the bulge in my pants, her skirts draping down around us. \n\nHer lips touch mine, a faint, salty sweetness glossing her lips. I feel her tongue dart out, brushing my own as the kiss begins to deepen.\n\nAs we kiss, I feel her hands drift down between us, loosening my belt and opening the front of my pants. As soon as my cock springs free, she breaks our kiss, her eyes locking on mine. Between us, I can feel her fingers take hold of my rigid penis, brushing the crown along her soaked slit.\n\nThe moment I feel the tip of my cock slide across her opening, she begins to lower herself down my length.\n\nHer lips meet mine once more, her hips grinding against mine as her pussy begins to milk my cock in a most delightful way. It doesn't take long before her gyrating hips begin to drive me closer to climax.\n\nTaking hold of her hips, I begin to thrust up into her, my balls aching with the need to cum. The wet slapping sounds of our fucking has drawn the attention of some of the nearby people in the tavern, most of their expressions aroused as they watch us.\n\n<<if $GooCounter is 0>>Across the tavern, I can see Tanya looking our way, her expression unreadable. \n\n<</if>>Tensing. I begin to cum, her hips grinding down against me as her body trembles, her cunt milking my cock of its seed as her own orgasm strikes.\n\nFor a minute, I hold her to me, both of us basking in the afterglow of our respective orgasms. \n\nWhen she slides out of my lap, she leaves my cock, glistening with wetness, in view of everyone around us. Self consciously, I quickly tuck it away inside my pants once more.\n\nBrushing off my mild embarrassment, [[I stand once more.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Depravity += 1>>

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>The soft sounds of my boots on the forest trail is almost soothing in the quiet that seems to permeate the area around me.\n\nThe unanticipated sound of a snapping a short distance behind me beings me to an abrupt stop. Spinning on the ball of my foot, I come almost face to face with a hooded figure, rage filling their features.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I see a figure standing in the trail a short distance ahead. The figure's hood conceals their features.\n\nI slow my pace as I take a couple more steps towards the figure, then stop short, my hand absently straying towards my .38 Special.\n\nWith an almost inhuman scream, the figure begins to charge.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Seemingly out of nowhere, a cloaked figure hurls himself at me. Acting on instinct, I manage to deflect my attacker's charge.\n\nI barely have time to put any distance between myself and my attacker before he's back on his feet, ready to attack again.\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>[[Fight|ForestFight]]\n\n\n<<silently>>\n<<set $playerAction to "duncel">>\n<<set $EnemyFlee to "False">>\n<<set $enemyBrawl = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyFirearms = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyDefense = random(2,15)>>\n<<set $enemyHP = random(3,5)>>\n<<set $weaponChance = random(1,100)>>\n<<if $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $enemyWeapon = "gun">>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 30>><<set $enemyWeapon = "knife">>\n<<else>><<set $enemyWeapon = "fists">><</if>><<if $weaponChance lte 3>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,2)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,6)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 25>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 26>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 40>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 75>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 90>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 99>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,5)>><<else>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,50)>><</if>><</silently>> \s

Entering the store, the breeze from outside is enough to stir some of the items hanging from the rafters overhead.\n\nA soft //clu-cluuk, cluuk, cluuk-clu-cluuk// draws my attention to a wind chime hanging almost directly above my head. At first glance, it would be easy to mistake the wind chime as being made of bits of drift wood, but on closer inspection, I can tell that its made of bits of bone instead. \n\nFor several seconds, I watch the bones shift, tapping the large central bone in the middle, //clu-clu-cluuk, clu-cluuk, clu-clu// until the chime finally settles to silence once more.\n\nMy morbid fascination with the macabre item waning, I turn my attention to the rest of [[the store.|General Store]]

The cave moans softly, the wind passing through it making it sound like a living thing.\n\n[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>"Don't mind me," I say awkwardly.\n\nThe girl bites her lip playfully, then lays on her back with her legs spread.\n\nThe man smirks, giving a knowing look, then turning his attention to the woman. \n\nWhen the man mounts her, he does so roughly, in a single thrust, then, holding her hips, he moves her slightly on the bed, giving me a better view of their coupling. \n\nAs the man fucks her, hard, the wet slapping sounds of their groins striking fill the small room.\n\n<<if $Taint gte 66>>Its not long before I realize that I'm rubbing my crotch through my pants, the woman's eyes locked on my groin as the man fucks her with long, powerful strokes.\n\nThe woman's voice cries out, drowning out the sound of the couple's fucking, "I'm cumming!" \n\nAt almost the same time, her body begins to tremble, the man slamming deep as he deposits his load. A moment later, I feel my hips start to jerk as I begin to cum.\n<<else>>Its not long before I realize that I'm rubbing my erection through my pants, the woman's eyes locked on my crotch as the man fucks her with long, powerful strokes.\n\nI can feel the precum leaking from my cockhead, dampening my pants, my arousal nearing its pique.\n\nThe woman's voice cries out, drowning out the sound of the couple's fucking, "I'm cumming!" \n\nAt almost the same time, her body begins to tremble, the man slamming deep as he deposits his load. A moment later, I feel my own cock twitch and jerk as I spray my load against the inside of my pants.<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>"I think I'll sit this one out," I say softly.\n\n"Suit yourself," The man says, and I can't help but notice the disappointment in the woman's eyes.\n\nThe woman moves onto her hands and knees, her ass pointed straight at the man.\n\nWithout hesitating, the man lines his cock up and mounts her in a well practiced movement.\n\nHolding onto her hips, he begins to fuck her, slowly at first, as if putting on a show for me, then with more intensity. \n\nAfter a couple minutes of the rhythmic fucking, the man thrusts deep, holding himself inside of her as he cums.\n\n<<if $Taint gte 66>>When they are finished, I can't help but notice how aroused I feel.<<else>>When they are finished, I can't help but notice how achingly hard my own penis is within my pants.<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>"I'm good over here, thanks," I say with a little smirk.\n\nThe man shrugs, then climbs on top of the woman, his ass on full display as I watch his cock sink into her hungry hole.\n\nIn response, the woman wraps her legs around him, pulling his throbbing member deep inside of her.\n\n<<if $Taint gte 66>>My own groin aching with need, I reach into my pants and starting to rub what I find there, intimately aware of what I have lost.\n\nThe couple is quickly fucking with a desperate need. \n\nIts not long beforeI can feel myself getting close, my masterbation becoming erratic as I reach my peak. When I begin to cum, my entire body shudders with my release.\n\nThe show is enough to set the woman off, her eyes locked on my crotch while she shudders in the throes of her own orgasm. A moment later, the man slams deep into her welcomeing cunt, his ass cheeks clenching as he deposits his own load.\n\nWatching the two disentangle themselves, I pull my hand out of my pants.<<else>>My own cock aching with need, I free it from my pants, wrapping my fingers around it and stroking it in time with the couple's fucking.\n\nThe couple is quickly fucking with a desperate need. \n\nI can feel myself getting close, my masterbation becoming erratic as I reach my peak. When I begin to cum, white jets of my cum shooting half way across the room.\n\nThe show is enough to set the woman off, her eyes locked on my jerking cock while she shudders in the throes of her own orgasm. A moment later, the man slams deep into her welcomeing cunt, his ass cheeks clenching as he deposits his own load.\n\nWatching the two disentangle themselves, I tuck my own wilting cock back into my pants.<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>With a sheepish grin on my face, [[I return to my room.|Your room.]]

Stepping into the big cave, I get the uncomfortable feeling that something is watching me. I take a couple of minutes to look around, but I don't see the source of my unease.\n\n[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

Entering the cave, every little stone beneath my boot seems to echo back at me from the enormous space around me.\n\n[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

!Skills:\n<table class="stats">\n\n<tr>\n<th>Brawling:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerBrawling++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#brawling">><<print $PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]\n<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength) gt $PlayerStrength>>\n <<set $PlayerBrawling--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#brawling">><<print $PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Ettiquette:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerEttiquette++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#ettiquette">><<print $PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gt $PlayerCharisma>>\n <<set $PlayerEttiquette--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#ettiquette">><<print $PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Firearms:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerFirearms + $PlayerStrength>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerFirearms + $PlayerStrength) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerFirearms++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#firearms">><<print $PlayerFirearms + $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerFirearms + $PlayerStrength) gt $PlayerStrength>>\n <<set $PlayerFirearms--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#firearms">><<print $PlayerFirearms + $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Intimidation:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerIntimidation + $PlayerStrength>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerIntimidation + $PlayerStrength) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerIntimidation++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#Intimidation">><<print $PlayerIntimidation + $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerIntimidation + $PlayerStrength) gt $PlayerStrength>>\n <<set $PlayerIntimidation--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#Intimidation">><<print $PlayerIntimidation + $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Investigation:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerInvestigation++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#Investigation">><<print $PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence) gt $PlayerIntelligence>>\n <<set $PlayerInvestigation--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#Investigation">><<print $PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Occult:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerOccult++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#Occult">><<print $PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gt $PlayerIntelligence>>\n <<set $PlayerOccult--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#Occult">><<print $PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Perception:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerPerception++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#Perception">><<print $PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gt $PlayerIntelligence>>\n <<set $PlayerPerception--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#Perception">><<print $PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Security:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerSecurity++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#Security">><<print $PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence) gt $PlayerIntelligence>>\n <<set $PlayerSecurity--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#Security">><<print $PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Streetwise:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if ($PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma) lt 15 and $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerStreetwise++, $SkillPoints-->>\n <<replace "#Streetwise">><<print $PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if ($PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma) gt $PlayerCharisma>>\n <<set $PlayerStreetwise--, $SkillPoints++>>\n <<replace "#Streetwise">><<print $PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#skillbuy">><<print $SkillPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $SkillPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#wrfb-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n</table>\nYou have <<print $SkillPoints>> points left to spend.\n/%\n(B) Brawling: (Your ability to fight)\n(S)Etiquette: (Dealing with people of higher social standing)\n(B) Firearms: (Your ability to use a firearm)\n(B) Intimidation: (Ability to force people to talk)\n(I)Investigation: (Finding and understanding clues)\nLocal History:\n(I)Occult: (Recognizing and understanding Occult references)\n(I)Perception: (Noticing your surroundings and people's mannerisms)\n(I)Security: (Getting into places that would otherwise be barred from you, avoiding detection.)\n(S)Streetwise: (Dealing with people of lower social standing)\n\n%/\s\n\nI guess, the best place to start is at the beginning, <<if $SkillPoints eq 0>>[[or at least, the beginning of my involvement.]]<</if>>\n

A soft sound comes from somewhere far overhead. Looking up, I can see movement among the shadows that shroud the celing of the cave.\n\nFocusing, it takes me a moment to realize that what I'm seeing is bats hanging above me.\n\n[[Continue.|Enter the cave.]]

<<if $Taint lte 9>>Leaning closer, I see nothing that sets this puddle of White Goo apart from any other puddle I've seen. \n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>A wave of arousal is enough to drop me to my knees, my pussy gushing with fluid. \n\nOne of my hands darts to my belt, frantically working to free myself from my pants, while the other hand reaches for the puddle of White Goo.\n\nThe moment my fingers touch the warm fluid, I feel a small orgasm shudder through my body. \n\nMy entire world becomes a lust engulfed haze as soon as I feel my belt loosen.\n\nI have no idea how long I kneel there, one hand in my pants violating my new pussy, moaning like a common whore. But when my senses finally start to return, the White Goo is long gone.\n\nSlowly, I slide my hand from my pants, my fingers coated with a mixture of my own juices, and something else. Looking at the thick white fluid mixed with my own on my fingers, I know deep down in the pit of my stomach exactly what it is. \n\nRattled, and not knowing what could have possessed me to rub the White Goo into my vagina, I [[continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Almost without thought, I find myself on my knees beside the puddle of White Goo. \n\nWith both hands, I eagerly try to scoop up the mess on the ground, stuffing my fingers in my mouth. \n\nI moan in pleasure as I feel my tiny cock harden, precum dribbling from its tip to dampen my underwear with arousal.\n\nI don't know how long I was kneeling beside that White Goo, but when my mind begins to clear, there is barely any of the White Goo remaining.\n\nRepulsed by what I just did, I stagger back from where I was kneeling.\n\n//I've got to find some way to control this!//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>>[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>I find myself reaching out towards the White Goo, coating my fingers with the warm slime. \n\nWhen I begin to raise my fingers to my lips, I know I couldn't stop myself if I tried. The remnants of my cock is hard in my pants, my arousal making my little penis leak precum.\n\nIt only takes a moment to lick my fingers clean, the slimy White Goo sliding down my throat. \n\nMy cock twitches once, twice, spraying a small load of my seed into the front of my pants. \n\nShaken by what I just did, I step back from the puddle of White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>>[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Even while I look at the White Goo, my hand reaches out as if under it's own power.\n\nAgainst my fingertips, the White Goo feels warm to the touch.\n\nMy fingers raise towards my mouth, my lips parting. A hint of arousal washes through me. \n\nThe realization of what I am about to do strikes me. I quickly wipe my fingers off on the muddy ground the best I can, then move back from the White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 1>>[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Looking at the White Goo, I feel a growing urge to reach out, to touch the White Goo.\n\nI start to reach out, but I manage to fight the urge back.\n\n//What's come over me?// I think in alarm.\n\nI step away from the White Goo, concerned by the momentary lapse in judgment.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]<<endif>>\n\n

I can hear the rain coming down again, harder than usual this time. From above, I can hear the roar of large drops of rain pummeling the roof of the building.\n\nGlancing out a window at the front of the Barmaid's Daughter, I can see the rain, falling so hard that I can barely see out the window.\n\nI can't help but be a little thankful to not be outside right now.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

Looking at the inside of the shipbuilder's shack, I can't make any sense of the mess filling the interior. Scraps of wood, tools, and even several massive logs are all covered in varying thicknesses of sawdust. \n\nSeveral oil lamps light the far side of the interior. For a moment, over the sound of a saw being used, I see a flicker of movement from the lighted portion of the room.\n\n"Hello?" I call, not wanting to surprise whoever is there.\n\n"C'mon back!" A gruff voice calls, "And stay out of my way when you get back here, I'm just finishing up!" \n\nMaking my way towards the light, I round a corner in the stacked building materials to see a shirtless man, sawdust matted in the hair of his sweat matted chest. He doesn't even acknowledge me as he adjusts his glasses and looks down the length of the long strip of wood he had just finished cutting.\n\nSitting the board down, he looks at me, his eyes hard as he sizes me up. Without warning, his expression lightens, the creases around his mouth becoming laugh lines as his face splits in a toothy grin.\n\nHe quickly wipes his hand off on his trousers, the thrusts it towards me to shake my hand.\n\nI take the offered hand more hesitantly than I intended, and he proceeds to shake my hand in a crushing grip, "A pleasure to meet you. We don't get many visitors here in Wanton Cove, to what do I owe the pleasure?"\n\n"I'm doing a little favor for an old friend, his son went missing in this area recently, so I'm seeing if I can learn anything." I tell him.\n\n"Tom?" The man seems to think for a few seconds, "Red headed kid? Green eyes, freckles and a bit on the short side?"\n\n"Yeah, that sounds like him," I can't help but feel a touch of excitement that I've finally found someone who seems to know something about Tom, "You can't tell me where he might have gone, can you?"\n\n"Nah, I can't," The man says, "Mind, I'd like to, but I haven't heard anything about him in a while now," He shrugs, turning his attention to a board he was just cutting, running a calloused hand over its rough surface, "He came into town a while back, got a lot of folk all riled up, don't know what about, nobody really said, then after a while I just stopped hearing about him. I'd assumed that he'd moved on," His eyes flicker to me, then back to the board, "apparently not."\n\nThe man's expression suddenly sours, "God dammit!" He curses, tossing the board into a pile to one side of his work area, "Going to have to cut the whole damned thing again," He grumbles.\n\n"Last thing I recall hearing about him, he fucked that new girl silly the night that new girl showed up here in town, Tanya's her name," A slight grin touches his lips, "My god that girl loves sucking cock." He gives me a knowing look, "She's worth every penny."\n\n"Name's Phil by the way," He adds. <<set $Phil to "Played">>\n\n"<<print $PlayerName>>," I reply.\n\n[[Mind if I ask you a few questions?|Shipbuilder QA]]\n\n[[Nevermind. Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

"What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?" I ask.\n\n"You want to know about our little town? Interested in moving here?" Phil barks out a little laugh, "Trust me, there's more whores in most of the coastal towns."\n\nPhil's expression turns a little more serious, "Honestly, I just build boats and do some repair work on the ships that come in to port, just like my daddy before me," He half shrugs, almost apologetically that he doesn't have more to add.\n\nAsk about:\n[[Ask Phil about Tom.]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the White Goo.]]<</if>>\nor\n[[That is all for now. Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

The sidebar display should have just added 5 points of taint.\n\nReturn to [[Your room.]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>>

Up a head, I see a woman standing on the porch of a house, looking absently out towards the ocean. From where I am, I can see one of her hands cupping her breast through her dress, massaging the round globe of flesh.\n\nHer other hand begins to stray downward, between her legs. I'm too far away to see much, but it's enough to cause the stirrings of arousal within me. \n\nAs if sensing my presence, she looks towards me suddenly. I can almost see her blush even from this distance.\n\nQuickly, she turns towards the house and disappears inside.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]

Forcing my gaze away from the obviously aroused woman, [[I continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]

"I've been seeing this White Goo around town, you know anything about that?" I ask.\n\n"White Goo?" Phil's brow creases in thought, "You mean the jellyfish? The darn things wash up on shore all the time. Don't go touching them, they can still sting you."\n\nAsk about:\n[[Ask Phil about Tom.]]\n[[Ask Phil about Wanton Cove.]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the Pastor.]]<</if>>\nor\n[[That is all for now. Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

"Pastor Erkon?" He asks.\n\n"Yeah, you mentioned that he killed himself. What happened?" I ask.\n\n"He got sick. Started spending a lot of time alone. Old Jackobson saw him walk up to the bluff and jump." He looks like he's going to say more, but then stops himself.\n\n<<if ($PlayerCharisma + $PlayerStreetwise) gte 14>>"Anything more you can tell me about him?" I inquire.\n\n"Some things are best left alone. And he just couldn't leave things be." His mouth snaps shut after saying that last bit, his brown eyes glaring at me accusingly.\n\nI know from that look that he isn't going to say anything more on the subject.<</if>>\n\n<<if $Jackobson is "Not Played">><<set $BrandallBluff to "Played">><<set $PastorErkon to "Played">><<set $Jackobson to "Played">><</if>>Ask about:\n[[Wanton Cove]]\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<if $PastorBook is "Not Played">><<set $PastorBook to "Played">><</if>>

"Mind telling me what you are doing out here on the waterfront today?" I ask, "Seems like you should have your hands full with the Barmaid's Daughter, getting it ready for this evening?"\n\nAaron's expression turns hard, "I'm not sure I like what you're trying to imply here." His voice holds a hint of anger to it, "But if you must know, I take a walk every chance I can when its not raining.\n\nI nod, jotting down a couple of notes in my notepad.\n\n[[You have any idea who she was?]]<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?]]<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?]]<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?]]<</if>><<if $B1Water is "Played">>\n[[Any idea how long she might have been in the water?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

"When I saw you on the waterfront, you seemed uncomfortable around Aaron." I ask carefully.\n\n"Um," Ms Sherwood looks uncomfortable, almost scared, "Its nothing, don't worry yourself over it."\n\n<<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 10>>"What you say is just between the two of us," I push, "I'm not going to tell him, or anyone else, what you say."\n\nMs Sherwood's gaze meets mine for several long seconds. I start to think I'm not going to get any more out of her, but then she answers, "Aaron isn't the nice man he pretends to be," She says in almost a whisper, her eyes downcast as she speaks. \n\nI wait, expecting her to say more, but she doesn't continue.\n\nSighing inwardly, I decide its best to change the subject for now. <<else>>I consider pushing for more, but I'm afraid I'll rattle her bad enough that I can't learn anything more from her. \n\nInstead, I opt to change the subject instead. <</if>>\n\n[[Did you think of anything you could add about the waterfront?]]\n\n[[What about the man with the limp you mentioned before?]]\n\n[[You said your brother was leaving on the fishing boat?]]\n\n[[Tell me a little about yourself?]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon|Sherwood Pastor Talk]]<</if>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[As about the book from the Church basement.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]

The interior of the Barmaid's Daughter is louder than normal as patrons cheer and shout happily. All around you, the people seem to back away from you, leaving room for you to fight with your assailant.\n\n/%Player's actions%/\n<<if $playerAction is "gun">>\s\n <<if $Ammo gte 1>>/%Assuming enemies have an ammunition count as well. If not, "$ammo" would be shorter%/\s\n <<set $Hit = $PlayerFirearms + random(1,15)>>\s\n <<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t <<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n <<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>/%You didn't specify the damage formula, so I'm using this. =^-^=%/\s\n <<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet. <<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, unconscious.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\tYou have no ammo!\n <</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "fists">>\s\n\tYou throw a punch at your opponent.\n\t<<set $Hit = $PlayerBrawling + random(1,15)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet.\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, unconscious.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "use">>\nWorking quickly with your First Aid Kit, you tend the worst of your wounds.\n<<elseif $Flee is "true">> You turn to run.\n<</if>>\s\n\n/%Enemy's actions%/\n<<if $enemyHP gte 3>>\n\t<<if $enemyWeapon is "knife">>\s\n\tYour opponent slashes at you with their knife.\n <<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,3)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from your attacker! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou attacker's knife cuts you painfully!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\tYou are rendered unconscious. \n\t[[Continue|nexttavern1]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "fists">>\s\n\tYour opponent throws a punch.\n\t<<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou take the hit, but you're not down yet!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\tYou are rendered unconscious. \n\t[[Continue|nexttavern1]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent missed!\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<</if>>\n<<elseif $enemyHP lte 2 and $enemyHP gt 0>>\nYour opponent attempts to flee!\n<<set $enemyFlee = random(1,15)>>\n\t<<if $enemyFlee gte ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence)>>\n\tYour assailant disappears into the night.<<set $EnemyFlee to "true">>\n\t<<else>>\n\tYour opponent fails to escape you.\n\t<</if>>\n<</if>>\n/%Player's next action%/\nYou currently have HP: <<print $CharHP>>\n\n<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\n\t<<if $Flee is "true">>Out maneuvering your opponent, you [[flee from your attacker.|The Barmaids Daughter][$Flee to "false"]]\n\t<<elseif $EnemyFlee is "true">>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nexttavern]]\n\t<<elseif $enemyHP lte 0>>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nexttavern]]\n\t<<else>>\n\tChoose your next action: \n\t[[Punch him|TavernFight][$playerAction = "fists"]]\s\n\tFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|TavernFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|TavernFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|TavernFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|TavernFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|TavernFight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <</if>><</if>>\n\t[[Flee from him|TavernFight][$Flee to "true"; $playerAction = "flee"]]\n\t<</if>>\n<<else>>\n<</if>>

<<if $Taint lte 54>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the rocky ground, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The sounds of the water striking the shore is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//What the fuck does he think// he's //doing?// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He wouldn't have, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My mouth feels a little slimy and tastes faintly of salt. Turning my head to the side, I spit a mouth full of whitish plhegm at the ground beside me before wiping my mouth with the back of my sleeve.<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the rocky ground, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nI notice that my pants are pulled low around my waist, as if my assailant had tried to pull them off of me, then gave up. \n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The sounds of the water striking the shore is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//Please don't.// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He did, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My ass hurts slightly, my pants tangled around my ankles. Reaching back, I touch my tender ass, my fingers coming away with what is clearly cum on my fingertips, //What the fuck is wrong with these people?//\n\nPulling my pants back up and securing my belt, I shudder slightly, not entirely from the cold.<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><<else>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>Stepping forward, my assailant grabs hold of a fist full of my hair, throwing me to the ground. \n\nI catch myself on my hands and knees, my whole world tilting wildly as I try to stay upright. A familiar sound, but one I have difficulty placing in my disoriented state, cuts through the soundof my labored breathing. Turning towards the sound, I see my assailant moving towards me, his zipper down as he fishes his big dick out through the hole. //A zipper.// I think with disgust.\n\nThe man grabs a fist full of my hair again, slapping my face hard. Stars burst forth before my eyes, "Bitch needs to learn her place," He growls.\n\nBefore I have time to figure out what he means, I feel his hard cock shove past my lips into my mouth. I gag from the sudden intrusion, his firm grip on my hair keeps me from jerking away from his offending member. The man fucks my face savagely for maybe a dozen thrusts, then shoves me back down into the rocky ground near the docks. \n\nI start trying to get up, but I feel his booted foot placed on my ass, then he pushes hard, sending me sprawling. I'm barely to my hands and knees again before I feel his rough hands on my hips, grabbing my pants and pulling them down almost to my knees with one savage yank.\n\nThe cool air on my ass, and alarmingly wet pussy makes me shiver. A feminine whimper, touched with a hint of fear, excapes my lips. The sound of my own voice, a clear indication of how much I've changed since arriving in Wanton Cove, frightens me almost as much as the realization that I'm about to be raped by this man.\n\nA second pull of my pants pulls them past my knees to tangle around my ankles. Before I can even fully assess my options, I feel both of the man's hands on my hips as he starts to shuffle into place behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\n<</if>>Within moments, the man's thrusting rhythmically into my pussy, the wet sounds filling me with embarrassment as I realize much of it is from the wetness of my own arousal.\n\nIts not long before my own hips are thrusting back to meet his own. The satisfied groan that escapes his lips only serves to make me blush crimson, his own thrusts starting to come quicker.\n\nI can feel a pressure starting to build within me, my pussy's rough fucking sending waves of pleasure through me.\n\nThe man thrusts forward suddenly, holding himself deep within my depths, his cock pressing firmly against my cervix. His cock pulses within me, hot cum exploding against my cerivix in jet after jet of his seed.\n\nMy own pussy convulses, like a massive wave crashing against the shore, the walls of my pussy milking his tool of his cum.\n\nThe man withdraws slowly, I can feel a trickle of his cum slip from my pussy to run slowly down my thigh.\n\nBreathing heavily, I lay face down on the cold, rocky ground, my ass up in the air. Behind me, I can hear the man zip his pants back up, then a satisfied chuckle from him before his footsteps retreat into the distance.\n\nBarely fighting back a sob, I spend a few seconds cleaning myself up, then quickly dress myself.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>The man steps towards me in a swift motion, like a cobra striking. His fist flashes out, catching me in the stomach, the air in my lungs expells violently, leaving me gasping to regain my breath. \n\nMy assailant wastes no time in shoving me down on my back on the cold, rocky ground. With a ferral grin, he pounces on me, one of his hands going around my throat while the other goes to the front of my pants, working to free me of my belt and pants. \n\n<<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 7>>Batting and clawing futilely at the arm holding my throat and thrashing wildly beneath him, the man barely acknowledges that I'm trying to break free of his grip.\n\nTugging at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 12>>Clawing and batting at the arm around my throat, my efforts are rewarded with a backhand to my face that leaves me seeing stars. \n\nWith his grip firmer than before, I have small satisfaction at the sight of blood trickling down his arm where my fingernails have gouged deep scratches in the flesh of his arm.\n\nTugging once more at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) gte 13>>Struggling beneath him, I dig my fingernails deep into the flesh of the man's wrist, probing for the nerve I know is there.\n\nThe man lets out an angry hiss as his grip loosens. Taking advantage of his distraction, I drive my knee up between his legs with enough force to knock him off of me. \n<</if>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Wish a firm push, the man send me sprawling across the rocking ground near the docks.\n\nI barely manage to get to my hands and knees as I try to stand back up when his boot catches me in the ribs. I gasp for breath, the sound a rasping groan as I curl in on myself, my arms protectively over my middle.\n\nA moment later, the man is on me, his hands pulling at my pants. I curl into a tighter ball, trying to make it more difficult to remove my pants, but the errort proves futile. The man half picks me up with the next pull, I think I hear something start to tear, then my pants pull free suddenly, reaching my knees before they catch again.\n\nThe man places a dirty boot on my ass as he pulls one more time, my pants passing my knees to tangle around my ankles.\n\nThe man's caloused hands grip my hips, pulling me to my hands and knees.\n\n//Crack!// His hand strikes my ass with a sound that seems to carry into the distance. A soft chuckle escapes his lips, one of his hands sliding between my legs to brush my moist slit.\n\n"All ready then," The man growls, obviously pleased at my wetness. \n\nThen I feel the man moving behind me, spreading my legs as much as the tangled pants around my ankles will allow as he moves into position behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.<</if>>\n\nA few more thrusts and my body begins to respond on its own. I try desperately to ignore the pleasure, but it only takes a little while before I can feel my body building towards a powerful orgasm.\n\nThe man's cock inside of me glides in and out like a well oiled piston, sending waves of pleasure through me. I can feel his pace becoming erratic, his thrusts becoming more insistant as he begins to near his peak.\n\nMy entire body tenses and trembles as my orgasm crashes over me like a massive wave. Behind me, the man holds onto my hips, hilting his throbbing cock deep inside of me.\n\nWith my pussy quivering around the cock probing my womb, I feel the man's penis pulse and jerk inside of me, filling me with a warmth that seems to seep into my soul.\n\nUncerimoniously, the man pulls out, I can feel his cum dribbling down the inside of my thigh.\n\nThe man pulls his pants up, already walking away without so much as a glance back at me.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><</if>><<set $CharHP = 1>>\n\n[[Continue.|the waterfront]]\n

"Sure thing," Phil says as he leans back against a piece of machinery, "I tend to stick to myself, but if I can answer your questions, I'll be happy to do so," Waiting for your questions, he crosses his burly arms over his bare chest, seemingly oblivious to the sweat and sawdust that combine to make his harry chest a tangled mess.\n\n[[Ask Phil about Tom.]]\n[[Ask Phil about Wanton Cove.]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>\n[[Ask Phil about the White Goo.]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>>[[Ask Phil about your physical changes.|Ask Phil about your transformation.]]<</if>>\nor\n[[Nevermind. Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

Scooting myself up to the table does me little good. With a playful smile, she slips under the table. Its only a moment before I feel her hands touch my thighs, drifting towards my crotch.\n\n[[Let her continue.|TavernSuck1a]]\nor\nGet up and try to [[disappear into the crowd.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

Knocking firmly on the house's door, I hear movement inside before Ms Sherwood's voice calls out, "Let yourself in, and leave your shoes at the door." She says warmly.\n\nDoing as instructed, I sit my boots just outside of the house's door, then step inside, "Ms Sherwood?" I call, "Its me, <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>"\n\nA moment later, she steps into view from what appears to be the kitchen area, "Its a pleasure to see you, <<if $Taint gte 60>>Ms.<<else>>Mr.<</if>><<print $PlayerName2>>." She says as she meets my gaze. \n\n"I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?" I ask.\n\n"I suppose that would be ok," She says, looking suddenly less comfortable than she had just a second before.\n\nMs Sherwood gestures for you to sit on the small couch, while she settles into a little wooden rocking chair.\n\nTaking the offered seat, I let my eyes wander the room. The room appears well kept, if a little //frilly// for my taste. It seems that every little knick knack has its own doiley. Along the pale pink walls, I see a small Crucifix hanging over the archway Ms Sherwood came through earlier. I also see a painting of a church, and another of the nativity hanging to either side of a modest wooden hearth. Beside the rocking chair Ms Sherwood is sitting in is a little wooden lamp stand. A small but unlit oil lamp sits near one corner while a large Bible covers most of the remainder of the small table.<<set $Cross to "Played">>\n\n[[Talk to Ms. Sherwood]]\n\n[[Thank her for her time and leave.|Nice part of town.]]

<<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>When I near the docks, I see a familiar luminescent puddle of White Goo. \n\nI take a few steps closer for a closer look. The White Goo looks the same as the other White Goo I have seen before.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]\nor\n[[Investigate Further|G3]]<<else>>When I near the docks, I see a patch of white at the end of the nearest dock.\n\nApproaching, I realize that this little patch of slime seems to glow slightly from within.\n\nIntrigued, I nudge the puddle with the tip of my boot, the slime moving with a little jiggle before sticking to my boot as you pull back.\n\nI wipe the White Goo from the tip of my boot.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|the waterfront]]\n<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>>\n

You should have just gained $1000.\n\nReturn to [[Your room.]]\n<<set $Money += 1000>>

My body aching, I manage to pry my eyes open.\n\nI find myself laying against the wall, where someone pushed me to get me out of the way. The tenderness of my bruised ribs attest to the //tender care// they gave me when I was moved. I can't help but think of the boot shaped bruise I expect to find the next time I take my shirt off.\n\nWith a little groan, I get back to my feet. The people in the Barmaid's Daughter only casting casual looks my way as I recompose myself.\n\n[[Continue.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<set $Taint += 1>><<set $CharHP = 1>>\n\n

"Do you know of anyone around Wanton Cove who might be a bit //rough// with the ladies?" I ask carefully.\n\nMs Sherwood shakes her head, almost violently, "No!" She says, her eyes locking with mine, "The men around here might be a bit randy, but there's no lack of willing ladies," She blushes, her expression awkward as if she's trying to find a non-awkward way to continue.\n\nFinally, she adds, "No, nothing like that, ever." She smooths her skirts, a hint of color still in her cheeks.\n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?|B1A]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?|B1B]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?|B1C]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?|B1D]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?|B1F]]\n<</if>>\n[[If I have any further questions, where can I find you?]]\n\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

In the crowded tavern, the noise a steady din around me, I take in my surroundings.\n\nTowards the middle of the tavern, I see a table with only a single person sitting at it. The man's features are feminine enough that I'd mistake him for a woman if it wasn't for the thin beard on his chin. His long brown hair is loose, falling around his face in a way that shrouds his eyes, but from his posture, I get the feeling that he is watching me.\n\nSlowly, I make my way across the tavern, considering the possibility if sitting at the table with the man in the hopes of some small talk. About half way to the table, the man reaches up, pulling the hair back from his face just far enough to glare at me.\n\n//Guess he doesn't want company then.// I think darkly.\n\nStopping my advance, [[I take in my surroundings again.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

A soft breeze rustles the sickly brown grass at the top of the bluff, bringing with it a lung full of salty ocean air. I half close my eyes as I take a deep breath, savoring the cool [[air filling my lungs.|Bluff]]

<<if $Depravity lte 5>>Feeling a hint of arousal, I begin to reach for my dimenished manhood. \n\nWhen my fingers find their target, I'm startled at how small my penis feels in my hands, like I could stroke it with just a pair of my dainty fingers. \n\nI shudder, forcing my hand away and unable to even look down on myself in this state as I finish my bath.<<else>>Feeling the growing arousal in my lions, I let my hand slide beneath the waters.\n\nI find myself embarrassed by my pathetic manhood, but at the same time a small, misguided thrill courses through my veins.\n\nFor several minutes, I try to stroke my tiny manhood, but I find that its too small to effectively masturbate the way I've done all my life. Instead, I start to discover that I have the best results if I rub it. //Like a clit,// I think darkly to myself.\n\nClosing my eyes, I try to focus on the sensations, doing my best to not think about my shrunken cock.\n\nPerhaps I needed this worse than I though, or perhaps I'm just more sensitive than I once was, but regardless of the reason, I find myself rapidly approaching a deep and intense orgasm.\n\nThe cry that escapes my lips as I arch my back is not my own. The feminine sound is enough to startle me even as my little cock jerks. I can feel my own seed squirt against my hand, lubricating it as I rub faster for several seconds, increasing both the length and the intensity of my orgasm. \n\nWhen I finally begin to catch my breath once more, I swish my hand about in the water to clean it, then slip from the tepid water.\n\nTrying not to think too much about my recent changes, I dry myself off and begin to get dressed.<</if>>\n\n[[Continue.|Your room.]]

A little distance a head of me, I see someone sweeping the sidewalk of wood that stretches along the storefronts that dot the side of the street. \n\nShe pauses, glancing up at me.\n\nI meet her eyes and give a half nod in greeting. \n\nInstead of returning my gesture, she instead glances one last time at the stretch of sidewalk she had been sweeping, then steps inside the nearest shop.\n\nOnce she's out of sight, I think I hear the faint sound of the door's deadbolt sliding home.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Head into the center of town.]]

Without much warning, the light rain I had been walking in turns into a full blown downpour. Within seconds, my already damp clothes are soaked through, chilling me with the cold rain. With nothing nearby that I can use for shelter, I instead turn my attention towards the mansion. \n\nBreaking into a run, I try to reach the shelter of the mansion's eves, but before I'm more than half way to the shelter it would provide, the rain lets up to almost nothing.\n\nMy eyes turn upward, looking at the suddenly lighter clouds overhead. Shaking my head in disbelief, [[I return to a walk once more.|Bluff]]

The sidebar display should have just subtracted 1 point of depravity.\n\nReturn to [[Your room.]]\n<<set $Depravity -= 1>>

As I step back, Aaron says, "I'll send someone down to get the body," His tone is reserved, "We'll send word to the mainland on the next ship headed that way."\n\nWith that, he turns and heads into town, presumably to the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nMs Sherwood stays a little longer, just looking at the body for a couple of minutes before turning to me, "Is it ok if I do too?" She asks, her tone timid.\n\n"Yeah, if I need you for anything else, I know where to find you," I pause, then add, "I'll be sure to swing by later to make sure you're ok."\n\nShe gives a half hearted, but appreciative smile, "Thank you," She says softly before leaving.\n\n[[Next.|the waterfront]]<<set $WaterfrontBody to "Played">>

<<if $Taint lte 9>>Leaning closer, I see nothing that sets this puddle of White Goo apart from any other puddle I've seen. \n\n[[Continue on your way.|Bluff]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 95>>A wave of arousal is enough to drop me to my knees, my pussy gushing with fluid. \n\nOne of my hands darts to my belt, frantically working to free myself from my pants, while the other hand reaches for the puddle of White Goo.\n\nThe moment my fingers touch the warm fluid, I feel a small orgasm shudder through my body. \n\nMy entire world becomes a lust engulfed haze as soon as I feel my belt loosen.\n\nI have no idea how long I kneel there, one hand in my pants violating my new pussy, moaning like a common whore. But when my senses finally start to return, the White Goo is long gone.\n\nSlowly, I slide my hand from my pants, my fingers coated with a mixture of my own juices, and something else. Looking at the thick white fluid mixed with my own on my fingers, I know deep down in the pit of my stomach exactly what it is. \n\nRattled, and not knowing what could have possessed me to rub the White Goo into my vagina, I [[continue on my way.|Bluff]]\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Almost without thought, I find myself on my knees beside the puddle of White Goo. \n\nWith both hands, I eagerly try to scoop up the mess on the ground, stuffing my fingers in my mouth. \n\nI moan in pleasure as I feel my tiny cock harden, precum dribbling from its tip to dampen my underwear with arousal.\n\nI don't know how long I was kneeling beside that White Goo, but when my mind begins to clear, there is barely any of the White Goo remaining.\n\nRepulsed by what I just did, I stagger back from where I was kneeling.\n\n//I've got to find some way to control this!//\n<<set $Taint += 3>>[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>I find myself reaching out towards the White Goo, coating my fingers with the warm slime. \n\nWhen I begin to raise my fingers to my lips, I know I couldn't stop myself if I tried. The remnants of my cock is hard in my pants, my arousal making my little penis leak precum.\n\nIt only takes a moment to lick my fingers clean, the slimy White Goo sliding down my throat. \n\nMy cock twitches once, twice, spraying a small load of my seed into the front of my pants. \n\nShaken by what I just did, I step back from the puddle of White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>>[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Even while I look at the White Goo, my hand reaches out as if under it's own power.\n\nAgainst my fingertips, the White Goo feels warm to the touch.\n\nMy fingers raise towards my mouth, my lips parting. A hint of arousal washes through me. \n\nThe realization of what I am about to do strikes me. I quickly wipe my fingers off on the dead grass the best I can, then move back from the White Goo.\n\n<<set $Taint += 1>>[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]\n<<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Looking at the White Goo, I feel a growing urge to reach out, to touch the White Goo.\n\nI start to reach out, but I manage to fight the urge back.\n\n//What's come over me?// I think in alarm.\n\nI step away from the White Goo, concerned by the momentary lapse in judgment.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Bluff]]<</if>>\n

A hint of movement draws my attention to a shack down the street. \n\nThe shack is dark, old paint peeling from the sides of the building. I can see no signs of habitation, no light from inside, and no hint of smoke from the chimney. Even the stack of wood against the building appear to be rotting where its piled high against the wall.\n\nBut what drew my attention is the figure creeping along beside the old shack. The gaunt figure is wearing a heavy brown raincoat, their short red hair matted to their skull from the rain. \n\n//Tom?// My pulse quickens. My pulse quickens as I begin to close the distance between us.\n\nMy sudden movement draws the attention of the figure, their face turning towards me. The person's features, while male, have a distinctly feminine cast to them. //Not Tom then.// I think, my pace slowing slightly.\n\nThe figure spends a second longer looking at me, then turns suddenly and darts out of sight behind another shack. By the time I reach the shack the figure had been beside, the only signs of the figure's presence is the impressions in the mud made by their boots, and those are rapidly filling with water to become just another puddle.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]

I feel a slight chill go up my spine as I walk. I can see a thin fog, seemingly clinging to the cracks in the road, to the gutters, and to the drooping, half dead plants eking out an existence among the soggy earth.\n\nFor a moment, I pause, looking at the fog. The fog seems to move slightly, but always at the corner of my vision, never where I can see it clearly.\n\nFeeling uneasy, I begin to walk again.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Head into the center of town.]]

"If it isn't my favorite tennant.' Aaron says, his tone holds little warmth, "What can I do for you this morning?"\n\n"A couple of sailors," I gesture towards the two men I had overheard a little earlier, "were talking about a body on the waterfront yesterday?"\n\nAaron makes a sour face, takes a deep breath, then starts to talk, "Yeah, happens sometimes, something washes up on shore."\n\n"I'm sure you're right, but it sounds like this one might have been human." I reply evenly.\n\nHe finally stops wiping the counter, "Yeah, it was," Aaron's tone suddenly subdued, "Never seen her before. Pale little thing, body mangled on the rocks. She was crated up and shipped out last night."\n\nAaron pauses, as if considering what to say. Finally he reaches down behind the counter, producing a crumpled bit of paper. He quickly writes something on it, then starts to talk again, "I was out on the waterfront," He pauses almost imperceptively, "When I saw the body on the rocks. By the time I got down there, Ms Sherwood had spotted it on her morning walk as well." \n\nHe shrugs, "Can't tell you more than that, but Ms Sherwood might be able to tell you more," He pushes the paper towards me, I can see that it has an address written on it, "You can find her in the east end of town, she doesn't go out for much but her morning walks. You should have no trouble finding her."\n\n[[Step away from Aaron.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

Stepping closer to the body, I begin to take in more details.\n\n<<if ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerStrength) gte 12>>My eyes follow the gentle waves breaking softly against the jagged rocks of the shore. The way the water moves among the rocks to stop just short of the body, the light spray of water misting the body and keeping it wet. //Tide is going out,// I think, //She probably washed ashore this morning.//\n\nI let my eyes trail over the perfect, porcelian skin, taking note of the slight bloating of the body. Seeing how the hair is tangled with bits of seaweed, I lean a little closer, //For that seaweed to be tangled in her hair like that, she must have been in the water for quite a while.//\n\nWhen my eyes move to the dislocated shoulder, I see less sign of bruising near the injury than I would normally expect. //The dislocated shoulder must have been post mortum, otherwise I'd been seeing a lot more bruising around the shoulder.//\n\nLooking closer at the woman's ankle, the deep scar, combined with its placement, //I bet she walked with a faint limp.//<<set $B1Limp to "Played">>\n\nFinally, I reach out, nudging one leg to the side slightly while I look for bruising on the inside of her thighs, or any other sign of possible sexual assault. I see no sign of bruising, but I can't help but notice a bit of <<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>$White Goo that seems to trickle slowly from her pussy. //That's the same White Goo I've seen before.//\n\n<<set $B1Goo to "Played">><<else>>white fluid, possibly semen, that seems to trickle slowly from her pussy. <<set $B1Sex to "Played">> <</if>><<elseif ($PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerStrength) gte 7>>My eyes follow the gintle waves breaking softly against the jagged rocks of the shore. The way the water moves among the rocks to stop just short of the body, the light spray of water misting the body and keeping it wet. //Tide is going out,// I think, //She probably washed ashore this morning.//\n\nI let my eyes trail over the perfect, porceline skin, taking note of the slight bloating of the body, //She's probably been in the water for a while too.//\n\nWhen my eyes move to the dislocated shoulder, I see less sign of bruising near the injury than I would normally expect.\n\nFinally, I reach out, nudging one leg to the side slightly while I look for bruising on the inside of her thighs, or any other sign of possible sexual assault. I see no sign of bruising, but I can't help but notice a bit of white fluid, possibly semen, that seems to trickle slowly from her pussy. \n\n<<set $B1Sex to "Played">><<else>>One of the first things I notice is that the gintle waves breaking softly against the jagged rocks of the shore, the water moving among the rocks stop just short of the body, while the light spray of water leaves it visibly damp.\n\nWhile my eyes trail over the body, I can see that the skin looks almost porceline, slightly bloated as if it had been in the water for an extended period of time\n\n<<set $B1Shoulder to "Played">><</if>>After a minute, I step back from the body again, //Looks like she might have been in the water for a while, I don't think I'll learn anything more from the body at this point. At least not without a proper autopsy.// <<set $B1Water to "Played">>\n\n[[Step away from the body.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]<<set $Body1a to "Played">>

"I heard that you saw Pastor Erkon commit suicide?" I begin.\n\n"You heard right," Mr Jackobson replies.\n\n"Can you tell me about it? Let me know what you saw?" I continue.\n\n"I could," Mr Jackobson says with a hint of smile.\n\n<<if ($PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma) gte 12>>I wait for him to continue, but realizing that he's trying to get a rise out of me, I chance tact.\n\n"We going to enjoy this comfortable silence a little longer, or you going to tell me what you remember?" I prompt.\n\nMr Jackobson lets out an abrupt laugh, a single sound that seems to linger in the air, "I like you."\n\nThe seconds start to tick by again, my fristration with the man rapidly growing, though I hide it well. \n\nAfter a few more seconds tick by, Mr Jackobson starts to speak, "Pastor Erkon got sick," He begins, his voice lacking emotion, "Spent a lot of time alone, in that church of his. Wasn't acting like his friendly self anymore."\n\nMr Jackobson's eyes never leave my own as he speaks, their intensity almost enough to unsettle me, "About four years ago now, he just walked out to the bluff. I could see him from where I was walking out by the treeline up there. He just stood there for a few seconds, then jumped."\n\nI cant help but feel like the story is rehearsed, realizing that he used the same words as Aaron through some of what he said.\n\nThe faintest hint of a smile touches Mr Jackobsons features as he watches my reaction.\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma) gte 8>>I wait for him to continue, the silence becoming uncomfortable as the seconds tick by.\n\n"Well?" I prompt.\n\nMr Jackobson lets out an abrupt laugh, a single sound that seems to linger in the air, "Thought you'd never ask."\n\n//I know his type, more interested in getting a rise out of me than telling me what I want to know.//\n\nThe seconds start to tick by again, my fristration with the man rapidly growing. I'm almost ready to open my mouth to speak when he finally starts to talk.\n\n"Pastor Erkon got sick," He begins, his voice lacking emotion, "Spent a lot of time alone, in that church of his. Wasn't acting like his friendly self anymore."\n\nMr Jackobson's eyes never leave my own as he speaks, their intensity almost enough to unsettle me, "About four years ago now, he just walked out to the bluff. I could see him from where I was walking out by the treeline up there. He just stood there for a few seconds, then jumped."\n\nThe faintest hint of a smile touches his features as he watches my reaction.<<else>>I wait for him to continue, the silence becoming uncomfortable as the seconds tick by.\n\n"I'm waiting?" I prompt.\n\nMr Jackobson lets out an abrupt laugh, a single sound that seems to linger in the air, "Thought you'd never ask."\n\nThe seconds start to tick by again, my fristration with the man rapidly growing. I'm almost ready to open my mouth to speak when he finally starts to talk.\n\n"Pastor Erkon got sick," He begins, "Spent a lot of time alone, in that church of his. Wasn't acting like his friendly self anymore."\n\nMr Jackobson's eyes never leave my own as he speaks, their intensity almost enough to unsettle me, "About four years ago now, he just walked out to the bluff. I could see him from where I was walking out by the treeline up there. He just stood there for a few seconds, then jumped."<</if>>\n\nMr Jackobson gives a little shrug, "Not sure that I could tell you more than that."<<if ($PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma) gte 10>>\n\n//Cant or wont?// I wonder to myself.<</if>>\n\n"Thank you for your time," I say.\n\n//Guess I head up to the bluff, take a look around.// "I'll be back later if I can think of anything more to ask."\n\n[[Leave.|JackobsonLeave]]

"He's a fisherman," Aaron says, his expression sharpening suddenly, "He probably set out on one of the boats heading out."\n\nHe gives a little shrug, "Keep an eye on his place, he'll turn up eventually," His tone is dismissive.\n\nAsk about:\n[[Wanton Cove]]\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Day is 2>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]\n<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<</if>>or\n[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n

"I wanted to ask you about something," I start, "You're the only person in town that I've met who seemed to know the former pastor very well, so I was wondering if you knew about anything he might have been involved in?"\n\nMs Sherwood looks into my eyes, as if trying to discern what I'm saying. //Guess I'll need to get right to the point.//\n\n<<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 12>>I reach into my jacket, producing the book I found in the church basement, "I was snooping around the church a little bit," Her expression turns alarmed, "Dont worry, I wasn't doing anything bad. I just wanted to see if I could find something that indicated why Pastor Erkon might have done what he did," The alarm in her eyes seems to fade, so I continue, "While I was looking around, I found this," I unfold the cloth, revealing the book within.\n\nShe looks at the book, seeming to shy subtly away from it, "I dont know what that book is, but I'm not sure I'm comfortable with it in my home." Ms Sherwood's expression is that of someone looking into the face of evil, her features seeming drained of color.\n\n"Please, just look. Its obvious that you dont recognize it, but maybe you can tell me if it belonged to Pastor Erkon, or to someone else?" I prompt.\n\nShe seems to shy away further as I open the front of the book, revealing the first of many notes within, "What about this hand writing? It looks like someone was trying to decipher what was in this book. Do you recognize the hand writing?"\n\nThere's a faint tremor in her voice as she answers, "That //is// his hand writing," She manages.\n\nClosing the book, I quickly wrap it back up and slip it back inside of my coat, "Thank you, my next question would be, do you know what he might have been doing with that a book like this?"\n\nMs Sherwood shakes her head, and I can tell that's all the answer I'm likely to get from her without upsetting her further.\n\nThank you, you've been a huge help," I reassure.\n\nFor several seconds, she looks at my jacket, right where the book is tucked within, then seems to relax slightly.\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 7>>I reach into my jacket, producing the book I found in the church basement, "I was snooping around the church a little bit," Her expression turns alarmed, "Dont worry, I wasn't doing anything bad. I just wanted to see if I could find something that indicated why Pastor Erkon might have done what he did," The alarm in her eyes seems to fade, so I continue, "While I was looking around, I found this," I unfold the cloth, revealing the book within.\n\nShe looks at the book, seeming to shy subtly away from it, "I dont know what that book is, but I'm not sure I'm comfortable with it in my home." Ms Sherwood's expression is that of someone looking into the face of evil, her features having taken on a nearly deathly pallor.\n\n"Please, just look. Its obvious that you dont recognize it, but maybe you can tell me if it belonged to Pastor Erkon, or to someone else?" I prompt.\n\n"No, no, no, that is an evil thing," Her voice holds a rising panic.\n\nQuickly, I pull one of the written notes out of the book, then wrap the book up and hide it within my jacket again, //Hope I can find where that note went again later.// I think darkly.\n\n"I've put it away," I say, "Its ok," I pause for several seconds, allowing her time to regain some of her composure, "Maybe you can look at the note, let me know if you recognize the hand writing on it?"\n\nI hold out the note for her to see. At first, she seems to shrink away from it, but then she leans forward, "That's Pastor Erkon's hand writing," She says softly.\n\n"Thank you," I reply, "My next question would be, do you know what he might have been doing with that a book like this?"\n\nMs Sherwood shakes her head, and I can tell that's all the answer I'm likely to get from her without upsetting her further.\n\nThank you, you've been a huge help," I reassure.\n\nFor several seconds, she looks at my jacket, right where the book is tucked within, then seems to relax slightly.\n\n<<else>>I reach into my jacket, producing the book I found in the church basement, "I was snooping around the church a little bit," Her expression turns alarmed, "Dont worry, I wasn't doing anything bad. I just wanted to see if I could find something that indicated why Pastor Erkon might have done what he did," The alarm in her eyes seems to fade, so I continue, "While I was looking around, I found this," I unfold the cloth, revealing the book within.\n\nShe looks at the book, then nearly falls out of her chair as she tries to move away from it, scrambling to put several paces between herself and the book, "I dont know what that book is, but it is //NOT// welcome in my home!" Ms Sherwood's expression is that of someone looking into the face of evil, her features having taken on a nearly deathly pallor.\n\n"Please, just look. Its obvious that you dont recognize it, but maybe you can tell me if it belonged to Pastor Erkon, or to someone else?" I prompt.\n\n"No, no, no, that is an evil thing," Her voice holds a rising panic, "That //thing// is //vile//," Her voice is now bordering on shrieking.\n\nQuickly, I wrap the book back up, tucking it away within my jacket once more, "Its ok," I try to sooth her, "I've put it away, and I'll take it with me when I go," I assure her.\n\nIt takes me several minutes to calm Ms Sherwood once more, but as we continue to talk, I catch her glancing at my jacket from time to time, as if she's waiting for the devil himself to emerge.\n\n//Well, that didn't accomplish anything useful.// I think with a grimace.\n\n<</if>>[[Did you think of anything you could add about the waterfront?]]\n\n[[What about the man with the limp you mentioned before?]]\n\n[[You said your brother was leaving on the fishing boat?]]\n\n[[Tell me a little about yourself?]]\n\n[[You seemed a little intimidated by Aaron?]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon|Sherwood Pastor Talk]]<</if>><<if $SherwoodSex is "Played">>\n\n[[Maybe I can itch that scratch for you again?|Sherwood Sex]]\n\n<</if>>or\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]

"Why would I want to do that?" I ask softly, watchful for any open threat from Cobb.\n\nHe must have noticed me tense up, because the next thing he tires to do is put me at ease again, "Don't mean it as a threat." He says defensively, "But others in these parts might." \n\nHe makes a show of looking around, as if watching for any potential voyers.\n\n"Thanks for the warning," I say half heartedly, my own eyes scanning my surroundings and seeing nothing of concern.\n\n"I'm serious," He says, looking me straight in the eye.\n\nWithout another word, he pushes off of the wall, turns on his heel, and walks away from me.\n<<if $SailorGoo1 is "Played">>\nI stand where I was until Cobb is out of sight. Once I'm convinced that he's gone, I kneel down for a better look at whatever he felt the need to hide from me.\n\nOn the ground is a small puddle of some kind of White Goo, Cobb's boot-print still partially visible in it. It takes me a moment to realize that the White Goo is putting off a faint glow.\n\nInspecting further, it's easy to see that the White Goo appears thick, but fluid.\n\nSighing, I look in the direction that Cobb went one last time, then turn my attention towards the main street through town.\n<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>>\nStepping away from the building, I [[Head into the center of town.]]

"I know this is a delicate subject, but my curiosity is getting the best of me," I say, watching Mr Morichi out of the corner of my eye, "Mind, if you dont want to answer, you can tell me 'no.'"\n\nMr Morichi sits down his cup of tea, looking towards me. His expression is a mixture of amusement and curiosity, "Makes me want to say 'no' already, just to head off whatever unpleasantness you're prepared to unleash upon me," Motioning with his hand to continue, "Please, ask."\n\nPausing for the briefext of moments, I come straight out with it, "I was wondering about your daughter."\n\nI can see his expression darken almost instantly.\n\n<<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 12>><<if $MorichiDaughter is 3>>You've met her," His voice is little more than a whisper, "And I have nothing to add on the subject."\n\nI can tell from his tone that he will not be saying more on the subject.\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]] <<else>>Carefully, I continue, "You said that she's a hermaphrodite," My voice is soft, "that's an extremely rare condition as I understand it."\n\n"It is," Mr Morichi says stiffly, his expression still unhappy.\n\n"You also said that she is a danger to herself."\n\n"True," He answers with only the one word.\n\nTaking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, "If you want me to change the subject, I can."\n\nMimicing my deep breath a few seconds earlier, I can see Morichi do the same befre speaking, "You may continue," He says, though I can tell he would rather I didnt.\n\nNot wanting to loose an opportunity, "Can you tell me a little more about her?"\n\n"Azami," Mr Morichi says her name softly, almost reverantly. His gaze becomes distant as he looks out over the ocean, "Would you like to meet her?" He finally asks.\n\n"I would," I feel a sudden thrill at the prospect, but am not entirely sure why.\n\nMr Morichi stands suddenly, "Come with me please."\n\n[[Standing, I follow.|Azami Room]]<<endif>><<elseif ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 8>><<set $MorichiDaughter to 2>>Carefully, I continue, "You said that she's a hermaphrodite," My voice is soft, "that's an extremely rare condition as I understand it."\n\n"It is," Mr Morichi says stiffly, his expression still unhappy.\n\n"You also said that she is a danger to herself."\n\n"True," He answers with only the one word.\n\nTaking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, "If you want me to change the subject, I can."\n\n"Perhaps that would be for the best. Azami is a," Mr Morichi trails off for a few seconds, picking up his cup of tea once more, "A delicate subject that I would prefer to avoid.\n\n//Strange,// I think, //I wonder if he wants to avoid talking about her because he has something to hide, or if he's just that ashamed of her.// I sigh inwardly, //At least I learned her name.//\n\nKnowing I'm unlikely to learn any more from him at this time, I decide to change the subject.\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]\n\n<<else>>Mr Morichi closes his eyes, taking a slow but deep breath before speaking, "I do not wish to speak of my daughter," He opens his eyes and looks at me, "Her very existance is a source of heartache and shame, and I would much rather dwell on happier things."\n\nReaching for his tea cup, he takes a small sip before turning his eyes back out across the waves.\n\nWith no doubt that burther questioning on this subject will only serve to wear out my welcome in his home, I decide that it would be best if I changed the subject.\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]\n<<endif>>

Stepping into the park, I feel a chill wind as if from nowhere wash over me. \n\nMy skin breaks out in goosebumps like a rash and I involuntarily shiver and pull my long coat tighter around myself.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|overgrown park]]

A feminine grunt pulls my attention to a nearby alley.\n\nIn the alley, a woman is kneeling in the mud, a large dog poised over her.\n\nI'm almost instantly in motion, reaching for my .38 Special, when I realize that the woman isn't being attacked by the dog.\n\nI pause, <<if $Depravity lte 7>>disgust evident on my face.<<else>>a hint of arousal washing over me.<</if>> The woman's skirt is pulled up around her hips, the dog thrusting roughly into her. Her own thrusts are timed to meet the animal's violently thrusting hips.\n\nThe woman's eyes meet my own, a wanton moan escaping her full lips as the dog thrusts forward one last time, burying its knot inside of her.\n\nFor several seconds, I stand there, the woman's gaze holding my own.\n\nShivering, not entirely from the dampness of my jacket, I pull my gaze away and [[leave the alley behind me.|Run down part of town.]]

As I near the waterfront, I see something white and glistening in the rocks near the shoreline.\n\nI decide to move closer to investigate.\n\nWhen I near the white mass, I find not a puddle of White Goo, but instead I find the remnants of a dead jellyfish that has washed up on shore.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]

Just inside the Barmaid's Daughter, my attention is drawn to a table towards the far corner of the room where several locals are talking and laughing loudly.\n\nAbout half of the people at the table are obviously female, and it's hard to tell for sure with a couple of others. \n\nit's only a moment before I turn my attention back to the room as a whole.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

A short distance down the street, walking toward me, I see <<if $GooCounter is 0>>a burly sailor, a tuft of hair visible through his shirt where his top button is not done.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>a slightly built, feminine sailor. At a glance, I could almost mistake him for a woman. <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>a female sailor, her dark hair pulled back into a tight bun. Her hard eyes meet mine for a second before looking away. <<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\nIn a few more steps, the two of us have closed the distance between us. Then, in the blink of an eye I've passed the sailor. \n\nI let my gaze flicker over my shoulder at the receding figure, but all I see is the dull brown raincoat and the drooping rain hat on the sailor's head.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]

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/% Messages will be cumulative (i.e. a message will be received for each tier crossed). %/\s\n<<if $LastTaint lt 5 and $Taint gte 5>>\nAbsently, I begin to realize that I feel a little different.\n\nI turn my attention to myself. \n\nThe changes are subtle, but noticeable. \n\nMy skin is a hint softer than before, the hair on my arms not quite as coarse.\n\nMy hands reach up to touch my face. Again, my skin feels softer than I'm used to, my stubble not as coarse or long as it was before.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 10 and $Taint gte 10>>\nOnce again, I start to notice changes to myself.\n\nMy skin has continued to soften, not soft exactly, but much less leathery than before.\n\nMy once short hair has started to tickle my eyebrows where it has lengthened.\n\nI have the passing thought that this might be tied some way to the White Goo I have been encountering.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 15 and $Taint gte 15>>\nThis time, when I notice the subtle changes about myself, I notice a bit of sensitivity to my chest.\n\nWhen I pull my shirt out to look, I find that much of the hair on my chest has fallen out, and my nipples are pink and swollen.\n\nA bit of discomfort at my crotch draws my attention to that region. When I reach into my pants, I find my cock hard and drooling, yet somehow it feels slightly smaller than before.\n\nThe implications make me more than a little uneasy.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 20 and $Taint gte 20>>\nI feel my middle tighten, my belly slimming even as I seem to loose some mass in my hips. \n\nMy hair falls over my ears as it seems to grow a couple of inches in the matter of seconds.\n\nMy pants suddenly loose on my hips, I tighten my belt a notch, my expression grim.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 25 and $Taint gte 25>>A hint of sensitivity washes over over my body, finally settling on my chest. \n\nGlancing at my hands, they look smoother, more feminine than before. Quickly reaching under my shirt, I find that my chest has become smooth, the skin softer than I am used to.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 30 and $Taint gte 30>>This time, when I feel the changes hit me, the discomfort is seems more centralized than usual. The sensations feel centralized around my hips and crotch, making my pants feel tighter around the hips, but not unpleasantly so.\n\nLooking at my hips, they look slightly flared, like those of a woman nearing the end of puberty.\n\nNervously, my hand slides into the front of my pants, finding that my cock feels noticeably smaller than it should be.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 35 and $Taint gte 35>>I feel a slight itching across my hands. The sensation tingles up my arms, slowing on my throat before settling on my face.\n\nTouching my face, the angles of my chin, my jaw, don't feel as angular as they once were. Instead, they feel slightly smoother.\n\nDeep down, I suspect that my sharp, manly features have softened somewhat.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 40 and $Taint gte 40>>I shiver as I feel the all too familiar feeling of change make its way through my body. \n\nThis time, the feeling starts in my crotch, making my cock and balls ache for a few seconds before the sensation shifts upward, my shirt becoming subtly tighter as my chest begins to feel slightly more sensitive.\n\nInspecting myself, I find that my once proud cock has shrunk again. And my chest now sports a pair of swollen bumps that appear to be the start of breasts.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 45 and $Taint gte 45>>When the changes come this time, it starts with my face, lingering as it moves towards my throat like molasses on a cold January morning. \n\nI let out a soft gasp as the sensation gets past my throat and continues down the rest of my body in a matter of a few seconds.\n\nMy hand touches my face, feeling the surprisingly smooth contours of my chin and jaw, my nose smaller and less bulbous than before. \n\nWhen my hands reach my throat, I discover that my Adams apple is considerably less prominent than it once was.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 50 and $Taint gte 50>>An ache settles into my chest, my shirt becoming tighter as my chest seems to push forward.\n\nMy hands come up to cup my chest, feeling the subtle mounds beneath my shirt.\n\nAlmost as soon as my hands touch my budding breasts, the sensation shifts lower. I can feel my butt plump slightly, my hips swelling noticeably a second later.\n\nTaking stock of the changes I've experienced since arriving in Wanton Cove, I've little doubt that I know why there are so many feminine looking men in the town.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 55 and $Taint gte 55>>I feel a tingle in my balls, my cock growing hard in my pants. \n\nAlmost painfully, my cock twitches, cumming hard in my pants. \n\nI reach out, catching myself on something so that I don't fall to my knees.\n\nA whimpering moan escapes my lips, my hair falling into my eyes as I continue to cum. \n\nMy entire body trembles in the after effects of the orgasm I just experienced. Without reaching down, I already know that my cock is considerably smaller than it was just a little while before.\n\nAbsently, I brush my shoulder length hair out of my face.\n\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 60 and $Taint gte 60>>\nIt feels as if something soft slides over my skin. I shiver as I feel like my skin doesn't quite fit for a couple of seconds.\n\nInstead of dissipating, the sensation instead moves towards my chest where it intensifies. My chest swells uncomfortably, breasts filling my shirt pleasantly. \n\nThe feeling continues to centralize, causing my nipples to harden, becoming even more sensitive than before.\n\nFor almost a minute, I stand in place, waiting for the feeling to pass, and my breathing to normalize again.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 65 and $Taint gte 65>>\nOnce again, I feel a brief tingling across my skin that seems to settle at my crotch.\n\n//Please, no,// I think desperately. My hands reach for my crotch as if I can somehow protect it from the change.\n\nHowever, my attempts to shield myself prove futile. My little cock hardens, twitching and jerking as I begin to cum. \n\nMy balls ache as I shoot stream after stream of thick cum into my pants.\n\nWhen the feeling finally passes, I can't help but cup my crotch. I let out a little whimper when I feel just how small my once proud cock has become\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 70 and $Taint gte 70>>A shuddering moan escapes my lips, a feeling like silk sliding across my skin starts at my hips, causing them to swell slightly. My little cocklet throbbing as it becomes hard.\n\nFor a second, I fear that my already diminished cock is going to shrink once more, but before I can feel any changes there, the feeling begins to creep out across my body like a slow motion ripple along my skin.\n\nWhen the feeling reaches my hands and feet, it seems to slow. I rise one of my hands, watching in horrified fascination as my fingers thin, becoming more feminine and delicate before my very eyes. \n\nA moment later, the same sensation drifts across my face, a feminine moan escapes my lips. The sound of my own voice is enough to unsettle me almost as much as the more physical changes.\n\nAs the feeling finally passes, I reach up, touching my face, taking note of how the angles are smoother now, how the skin is as smooth as velvet.\n\nMy hands tremble slightly as I lower them to my sides.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 75 and $Taint gte 75>>I nearly break into tears of frustration as I feel the changes coming this time. \n\nThis time, the sensation rushes through my body, finally slowing when it nears my breasts and crotch.\n\nMy breasts push forward, filling my shirt, but not quite to the point where it would be uncomfortable. I can feel the areolas around my nipples expanding slightly as my nipples grow proportionately to the rest of my breasts.\n\nBelow, my little cock hardens and throbs, my balls pulling tight to my skin as I begin to cum in my pants, spraying more cum than I thought my little balls couple still hold. My cock seeming to shrink with every spurt. \n\nWhen my tiny cock finally starts to deflate, it feels as if it's pulling into a sheath. \n\nHesitantly, I reach down into my pants to find my little cock has pulled up into a hood, almost like an over sized clitoris. Beneath my diminished manhood, I can find no evidence of my balls.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 80 and $Taint gte 80>>The sensation starts in my scalp this time, I can feel my already shoulder length hair tickle my neck as it begins to slide down my back. \n\nWhen the feeling like velvet sliding over my skin shifts forward to my face, it seems to linger. I fight the urge to reach up, to touch my face, even as I feel my lips plump, the bone structure in my face soften.\n\nWith no warning, the feeling moves down my body, like cold water being poured over my skin. I can feel my entire frame slim down, shedding at least a dozen pounds before the feeling rebounds from the tips of my toes to race back up my body. \n\nMy hands seem to raise of their own accord towards my chest when the faint tickling begins around the two growing orbs, my nipples aching with need as they harden.\n\nLost in the moment, I pinch my nipples through the fabric of my shirt, a soft feminine whimper excaping my lips.\n\nOpening my jacket, I start to pull at my shirt, to pull it free of my skin and give myself unhindered access to my breasts.\n\nI freeze in place, my eyes snapping open as I realize what I am doing. My eyes dart about, looking for anyone who may have taken notice.\n\nWith a shuddering sigh of relief, I pull my jacket tightly around myself, partly to cover myself up, but mostly to keep myself from touching my sensitive breasts any more than I already have.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 85 and $Taint gte 85>>I shudder as a feel a pressure near my groin and hips. \n\nWith a whimper, my tiny cock twitches and jerks, even though it releases no cum this time. Again, I can feel it pull back into my body, and even without reaching down, I already know that my cock is barely a quarter inch long and tucked neatly away under a little hood.\n\nWhen I start to reach for my crotch, I find that my pants are becoming increasingly tight as my hips flare making my pants almost painfully snug around my hips.\n\nBy the time I finally reach my hand into my pants, I find exactly what I expect, a pea sized penis above a large smooth area where my balls should be.\n\nPressing down on the flesh where my scrotum should be, I find the flesh slightly yielding, as if I could push my fingers inside of myself if only I pressed hard enough.\n\nI jerk my hand free of my pants, my mind reeling at the implications of any further changes.\n\n//I'm not a man anymore, but neither am I fully a woman yet.// I think in horror. //What exactly// does //that make me?//\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 90 and $Taint gte 90>>A slow, creeping feeling, like a thousand spiders skittering across my skin in unison starts at the tips of my toes.\n\nI look down in horror, expecting to see some terrible thing engulfing me, but I see nothing. \n\nThe feeling continues upward, passing my ankles, up my legs, over my crotch, . . . I tear at my shirt, pulling it free to expose my smooth, feminine belly.\n\nAs I watch, I see my skin ripple before my very eyes, like a thousand worms writhing just beneath my skin as they continue their relentless march upward. \n\nThe skin left behind is smoother and softer than any female's I've ever laid eyes on. Even at a glance, its obvious that I've shed several pounds of weight.\n\nBut the feeling still continues upward, sliding over my breasts, causing my nipples to harden painfully even as I shudder in revulsion.\n\nWhen the sensation hits the nape of my neck, I fight the urge to gag as the tickling, writhing feeling moves up my throat.\n\nA helpless feminine whimper escapes my lips as the feeling moves over my face. For a split second, I swear that I could feel something coiling and twisting on my tongue before the feeling passes.\n\nTrembling where I stand, it takes me at least a minute to compose myself once more.\n\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 95 and $Taint gte 95>>The air in my lungs is expelled in a rush, leaving me gasping for breath. I feel as if my groin is being torn out of my body, by way of my throat, my entire body compressing at the same time as my body slims noticeably. \n\nLike molten iron, I feel my guts shifting and twisting as it reforms my insides into something that feels hollow, empty, aching with the need to be filled.\n\nWhen the pain begins to subside, I suffer the savage realization that in light of my other transformations, I am now almost certainly female in all but mind.\n\nMy new cunt throbs with need, causing me to whimper softly. In that moment, I realize that if I could force words from my lips, I'd cry out to be fucked.\n\n//Perhaps my mind has begun to fail me as well,// I think with worry, knowing full well that I would like nothing better than to have a hard cock thrust into my body at this very moment.\n\nI don't know how long it takes me to regain my composure, to bring my breathing back under control.\n\nAs I straighten once more, I am intimately aware of the sticky wetness of my crotch.\n<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 100 and $Taint gte 100>>Unexpectedly, a small orgasm hits, making me weak in the knees as I tremble and moan. \n\nClosing my eyes, I hear a whisper in the back of my mind, //Ra'shi ka'chou re. Reh'leh lu Zal'chaas.// \n\nA second, stronger orgasm staggers me, my eyes closing as I stifle a moan.\n\nI see //her,// standing in the shadows, watching me with her featureless face. Even without eyes, I can feel her looking straight at me, staring into my soul. \n\nBehind her, the shadows seem to writhe like lovers in erotic embrace, her cock hardening visibly as she beckons me closer.\n\nMy eyes snap wide open, a startled gasp escaping my lips. For several seconds, my eyes dart from place to place, searching for her in every shadow. \n\nAs my pulse begins to slow, I take a deep breath to calm myself.\n\nI can feel the dampness between my legs, thick, mucusy moisture running slowly down the inside of my thigh. I can't help but notice that my arousal only fades slightly over the next few minutes.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 105 and $Taint gte 105>>My pussy quivers with need, moisture dampening my thighs as I try to will the feeling away with only limited success. <</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 110 and $Taint gte 110>> \nMy arousal reaches a peak, my cunt throbbing as I cum. Within seconds, the inside of my thighs, along with my pants, are soaked.\n\nI barely resist the urge to slip my hands into my pants, to shove my fingers into the aching void between my legs.\n\nMy hands trembling at my sides, I manage to regain most of my control once more.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 115 and $Taint gte 115>>\nWith a feminine whimper, I reach for my crotch. My hand slides into my pants, finding its way to the humid warmth of my pussy. \n\nMy breathing trembles as my fingers slide along the outside of my pussy. \n\nMy eyes closed as I savor the feelings coursing through me, my fingers nudge forward, first one, then two, sliding between the folds of my pussy. \n\nI feel my thumb brush against my clit, my knees giving out causing me to fall to the ground. I can feel myself biting my lip as my thumb brushes it a second time.\n\nMy whole world narrows to my arousal. \n\nWith my free hand, I reach up, cupping a sensitive breast through my shirt.\n\nBetween my legs, my fingertips find the opening of my pussy, lightly probing around it long enough to make my entire body tremble in anticipation, then I slide two fingers inside.\n\nThe sound of my wanton moan is clear in my ears as my fingers slide slowly inside of my aching pussy. My fingers probe my depths, bringing me waves of pleasure as I begin to work my way towards a powerful orgasm.\n\nMy fingers begin to work more quickly, the pressure in my loins growing, and my body becoming more tense. \n\nWith a helpless cry of pleasure, my orgasm hits with the force of a tidal wave.\n\nI regain my senses slowly, once again becoming aware of my surroundings. I can feel myself blush at the thought of anyone seeing my display, but it appears I didn't draw any unwanted attention.\n\nWhen my fingers come free of my pants again, I find them slime'd with my pussy juice, glistening in the dim light.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 120 and $Taint gte 120>>\nA wave of arousal washes over me, leaving me breathless. The orgasm that follows makes me swoon, staggering before I can regain my composure.\n\nA second orgasm comes on the heels of the first. This one is so intense that my vision blurs. \n\nWhen my eyes begin to clear, I see a figure standing before me. Pale and naked, shadows shifting behind her as she approaches. \n\n//Ra'shi ka'chou re. Tra'neleth ma gurch'kle. Reh'leh lu Zal'chaas. Shuh'thuu!// \n\nHer head tilts to one side, as if she is studying me. Somehow, her featureless face seems riveted on me. Her body seems to glow from within, her cock growing to full hardness. \n\nMy eyes are riveted on her crotch, my pussy aching to be filled as my arousal continues to grow to almost unbearable heights. \n\nFrom the tip of her throbbing cock, a translucent fluid dribbles, pooling on the ground into an all too familiar puddle of White Goo.\n\nI stumble towards her, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting the delicious White Goo on the ground between her legs.\n\nMy fingers reach out, catching some of the goo as it falls. As I bring that hand to my mouth, eagerly eating the fluid, my other hand already reaching for the pool on the ground. \n\nAs I swallow the fluid, I feel my pussy quiver as another orgasm washes over me.\n\nI don't know how long I'm there before I begin to return to my senses, but when I do, //she// is long gone. I can feel the after effects of an orgasm lingering on the edges of my awareness. The dampness between my legs feels thick and slimy, reminding me of the White Goo I've encountered.\n\nShaken by the experience, I look around. Part of me is surprised that I didn't draw any attention to myself. But then, given my experiences in Wanton Cove up to this point, I don't know that I should be surprised.\n\nMy whole body aches to be fucked, and unlike before, the feeling doesn't seem to fade.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 125 and $Taint gte 125>>My arousal overwhelms me. I can feel the hot humidity within my pants, my aching cunt throbbing with need.\n\nI close my eyes, trying to think of anything that might help me get the rising tide of arousal to subside. \n\nWith a feminine whimper, I know I lost the battle even before it began, one of my hands already reaching for my pussy while the other slips up under my shirt to fondle one of my sensitive breasts.\n\nIt only takes seconds before I have my fingers buried in my cunt, thrusting in and out of my aching hole like a piston. \n\nI cry out with a shuddering moan as I reach my first orgasm, but in spite of the blissful release, my arousal only continues to grow. \n\nMy eyes snap open at the sound of a zipper being drawn. I'm filled with revulsion and horror as I see a cock, larger than mine once was, throbbing inches from my face, but at the same time, my mouth waters as it craves the feel of it on my tongue.\n\nI try to pull back, but the action proves difficult with one hand in my pants, the other inside of my shirt. Before I can even begin to shuffle away, my eyes rivited to the throbbing pillar of manhood before me, I feel a hand grab a fist full of my hair, preventing any immediate chance of escape.\n\n<<if $Phil is "Played">>"Come on girly, you know this is what you want, otherwise you would have left this island long before now," A rumbling male voice says. Just the sound of the voice is enough to trigger another orgasm. Some small part of my mind tries to place the familiar voice, but I can focus my thoughts on nothing but quivering rod before me. Instead I feel my lips parting as the bulbious head of the cock before me brushes my lips. <<else>>"Come on girly, you know this is what you want, otherwise you would have left this island long before now," A rumbling male voice says. Just the sound of the voice is enough to trigger another orgasm. Some small part of my mind tries to take note of the unfamiliar voice in the hopes of identifying it later, but I can focus my thoughts on nothing but quivering rod before me. Instead I feel my lips parting as the bulbious head of the cock before me brushes my lips.<</if>>\n\nI want to gag as I feel the man's cock on my tongue, but my changed form betrays me as my lips wrap firmly around the invading member, the heady scent of his musk triggering a third small orgasm.\n\nThe hand in my hair begins to guide my head, his hips thrusting as he drives his cock into my willing mouth.\n\nIt isnt long before the man's movements become erratic, his breathing ragged. I know instinctively, and from personal experience, that he must be nearing his own orgasm.\n\nWhile the thought of a man using my mouth like this fills me with revulsion, my body continues to betray me as I feel my biggest orgasm yet beginning to crest.\n\n"Swallow it all like a good little slut," The man growls, his cock swelling between my lips just moments before it begins to fill my mouth with his seed.\n\nThe vile, thick seed coats my tongue and mouth, but I find myself unable to resist the need to savor the taste. \n\nWhen my own orgasm finally hits, I feel myself swallowing the cum in my mouth, my whole world going gray as I loose consciousness.\n\nI don't know how long I layed on the ground, but when I began to come to my senses once more, I could still detect the salty sweet taste of the man's cum on my tongue. \n\nFeeling arousal starting to build again, I quickly focus my thoughts on regaining my composure. \n\nI cast my gaze around me, searching for whoever had taken advantage of me, but seeing nothing to indicate who it may have been.\n\nShuddering, partly in arousal, partly in disgust, I quickly get my clothes back in order.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 130 and $Taint gte 130>>I bite my lip lightly, my hands casually roaming my body through my clothes.\n\nI consider stopping in fear that someone may take notice, but the thought is quickly pushed aside. \n\nTaking a quick look around at my surroundings, I move to a secluded place, then slide one hand into my pants.\n\nMy satisfied sigh fills my ears as my fingers slide over the slick folds of my pussy. \n\nBare seconds later, I have my other hand up under my shirt, my palm cupping a fill breast as my fingers begin to trace slow circles around my nipple, occasionally pausing to tweak the sensitive tip.\n\nSensing that I am more than wet enough, I don't even pause to play with the outside of my pussy before I shove my fingers inside, //If only I had a big, hard, cock to shove up inside of me!// The thought startles me, but its soon forgotten in the haze of my arousal.\n\nI can hear the wet sounds of my fingers thrusting roughly into my eager cunt, desperately trying to push my fingers deeper inside of myself, trying to fill myself in ways that my fingers could never do.\n\nMy lustful moans begin to turn to frustrated cries as I try frantically to drive myself to orgasm.\n\nFor several minutes, I thrust my fingers into myself before I can finally feel the beginnings of an orgasm approach. When it finally hits, my body trembles slightly, my soaking wet fingers and my sopping wet cunt aching from the rough fingering I had been giving myself.\n\nThe orgasm is a small one this time, and barely enough to put my arousal back in check.\n\nWhen my fingers come free of my pants again, I rise them to my lips, barely noticing the thick white slime as I begin to eagerly clean them.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 135 and $Taint gte 135>>As I walk, I find myself looking not at people's faces, but instead at the crotches of the men I cross paths with. \n\nMore and more, I wonder what those cocks might taste like, and whether I could bring myself to allow one of them into my aching cunt.\n\n//This is wrong! I need to stay focused on the task at hand! I need to find some way to reverse these changes!// A voice in the back of my mind screams. But some other part of me seems to know that the damage is done, that whatever is happening to me is almost certainly inevitable by now. \n\n//Reh'leh shlo'thrach, na u'chu cherrbe, Zal'chaas!// I think at the voice. \n\nThe voice in the back of my mind becomes less certain, more scared. It quiets and withdraws, as if slinking off to some dark pit to hide, or perhaps to bide its time until the moment is right to try saving me one last time.\n\nThe smile that I feel pulling at my lips makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 140 and $Taint gte 140>>Unable to continue, I fall to my knees as my arousal becomes too much to bear.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of pulling at my clothing, trying to expose my naked flesh to the pleasures my hands can potentially bring me. \n\n"Ain't this a pleasant sight," A soft male voice says from somewhere nearby.\n\nMy aching cunt throbs in response to the voice, begging to be filled as my fingers find their way to my sopping wet sex. \n\nI moan when I feel a hand on my ass, a smooth male voice says something, but I can't make out what.\n\n//This can't be happening! I have to snap out of this!//My inner voice screams, its frantic tone heavy with panic. \n\nThe voice fades into the background when I feel the hand on my ass slide to my hip. I can feel something, I don't even care what, probe at my pussy for a moment before finding my opening and pushing inside with agonizing slowness.\n\nFeeling my cunt stuffed full of cock is enough to trigger a powerful orgasm that leaves my body quivering. \n\n"You've got a nice cunt," The voice comments contentedly.\n\nAll I can do is marvel at the size of the cock stuffed inside of me, it feels like it could reach my stomach if he only pushed a little harder. I can't resist the urge to press back against him harder.\n\nWithin seconds, he's established a rhythm, the wet slapping sounds of his hips striking my own is the only sound that fills my ears.\n\nIt isn't long before I feel him tense, shoving deep inside of me. Feeling his cock swell, I begin to cum, my pussy gushing juice around his big cock. A split second later, I feel his cock jerk and twitch as he fills my cunt with his seed.\n\nHe withdraws from me slowly, savoring the feeling of my pussy trying to milk the last of his cum from his cock. \n\n"I'll be seeing you around," The man sounds breathless, "Maybe I'll even get another shot at you before //she// takes notice of you.\n\n//But she already has,// I think to myself, panic warring with a nearly all consuming lust within me.\n\n//I need to get away from this place. I have to get away. But I can't leave now, my mistress needs me.// I feel tears begin to flow from my eyes, and I barely suppress the urge to curl into a ball where I lay on the ground, //God? Someone? Anyone? Please. Save me from this place, . . . //\n\nIt takes me several minutes to compose and redress myself again. \n\nUnsteady, I manage to stand, cum flowing slowly down the inside of my thigh. <</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 145 and $Taint gte 145>>Every step that I take seems to make my arousal more pronounced than the last. Though I'm revolted by the thought of remaining a woman, part of me wonders if I'd allow myself to be changed back even if I miraculously found some cure for whatever has been happening to me.\n\nI hear myself moan softly, my hands trailing down my body towards my aching cunt. I can feel my nipples hardening almost painfully within my shirt.\n\nWithin seconds, I'm lost to my lust, my thoughts and attention on nothing but the pleasure I can bring myself.\n\nI don't know how long I kneel with my fingers shoved deep inside of my cunt, but my first orgasm doesn't come until I feel a rough, callused hand slide under my shirt to grope one of my breasts.\n\nI try to look up at my assailant, but the dim light, combined with my inability to focus through my arousal prevents me from getting a good look at the man.\n\nA moment later, my jacket is pulled from my back, my shirt pulled over my head immediately after. \n\nThe man pulls my hands from my pants, moving them towards his crotch. I need no further encouragement as I reach out, working to free him of his britches.\n\nI almost have him free of his pants when I feel another pair of hands working to free me from my own. Without encouragement, I raise my hips, making it easier for the second person to remove my pants.\n\n"I still can't believe that this one turned out to be even more of a slut than that red headed kid," The man behind me says, humor in his tone.\n\nWhile I try to focus on the voice enough to identify it, I loose my train of thought as the man in front of me shoves his cock between my lips. I moan, my tongue darting out to taste the crown of his cock. as I wrap my lips around his thick shaft.\n\nI cry out in rapture around the cock in my mouth as I feel the man behind me slide his cock into my hungry cunt.\n\nIt doesn't take long before the two men have found their rhythm, the man in front of me fucking my face roughly while the man behind me takes me like a bitch in heat. \n\nSomewhere deep inside of me, I feel a whimper of resistance, but its quickly washed away by my all consuming arousal that has become my world. I bounce eagerly between the two hard shafts.\n\nAlmost in unison, the two men shove as deeply into me as they can, my cunt clamping down on the cock inside of it while I nearly gag on the cock buried in my throat.\n\nI feel a searing hot stream of cum gush into my pussy, filling it to overflowing as the cock inside me satisfies its need. \n\nMeanwhile the cock in my throat pulses, shooting its first torrent of cum directly into my throat. The man quickly pulls back, the second rush of his seed spraying across my tongue. My lips instinctively clamp down around the head of his cock, trying to keep it inside of my mouth while I desperately try to swallow all of his seed.\n\nWhen the two men release me, I collapse to the ground, cum leaking from both my mouth and my pussy as I lay there, curled into a fetal position, naked to anyone who might see me.\n\nAs I lay there, I listen for the little voice in the back of my head, the one that has warned me to leave this place, that has cautioned me in the past, but I only hear silence in return.\n\nI choke back a sob, my eyes watering with unshed tears.\n\nIt takes me a long time to dress myself. I think someone is watching me as I do so, but my shame prevents me from even looking up to see who it might be.\n\nOnce I am finally dressed again, I make my way unsteadily to my feet again, my eyes finally rising to look around myself. I see no indication of who might have just used my body like that of a common whore.<</if>><<if $LastTaint lt 150 and $Taint gte 150>>Overcome by my lust, I feel the last of my will give out. \n\nMy cunt aches with such a desperate need to be filled, that I nearly rip my pants from my body to get at it. The second I feel the cool air against my snatch, one of my hands finds its way between my legs, eagerly sliding two fingers into the soping wet hole between my legs. \n\nI cry out, a mixture of pleasure from the feeling, and of victory at having taken the first small step towards satisfying my bodys desperate need. \n\nI sag to my knees, kneeling on the ground as I piston my fingers in and out of my needy hole.\n\nFor a long time, I am lost in the sensations coursing through my body. No matter how many times I bring myself to orgasm, its never enough. \n\nSomewhere nearby, I hear a male voice, familiar, but I'm unable to focus through my haze of lust enough to identify it, "I'm impressed, I thought he would last longer," The first voice says.\n\nA second, less familiar male voice returns, "It must have been the Mistress's will, I'm sure she will have a special place for this one."\n\nI thrust my ass into the air, gyrating my hips in the direction of the voices, "P-please, fuck, fuck me please!" I beg.\n\nA second later, I feel a hand on my ass, a whimper of frustrated pleasure escapes my lips. I move my hips, hoping the hand might find its way between my legs.\n\n///Smack!// The hand slaps my ass hard. I yell in surprise.\n\n"Aren't you a precious little thing," The first voice says, almost purring when it continues, "Don't worry, that cunt of yours is going to get well used tonight."\n\nI know that the words should alarm me, but my pussy quivers at the promise of being used.\n\nThe two men take hold of me, helping me to my feet. Their hands taking liberties with my body while I whimper and beg them to do more.\n\nThe pair walks in silence. Half carrying, half dragging me. I'm dimly aware of dark, shifting shadows in the trees around me. Then the forest opening up into a small clearing.\n\nBut I completely forget my surroundings as my eyes fall on her. I know there are other figures in the clearing, all wearing dark hooded cloaks, but my eyes are for her alone.\n\nHer featureless face tilts to one side, and I know in the core of my being that she is looking at me, [[appraising my worth.]]<</if>><<set $LastTaint to $Taint>>\n\n<<if $Taint lte 149>>[[Shaken by this experience, I continue on.|$PostTaintLink]]<<else>> <</if>>\n\n\n

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>A sudden thump on my door draws my attention.\n\nCautiously, I make my way towards the door, my hand going to the knob. \n\nListening carefully, I can hear a scuffing, shuffling sound from the other side of my bedroom door.\n\nTaking a slow, deep breath, I pull my .38 Special with my free hand, then turn the knob.\n\nThe door to my room bursts open with enough force to rip the doorknob from my hand. In an instant, I see two faces flash past my own, both with a shocked expression on their features.\n\nThe woman hits the floor hard enough to let out an unladylike grunt of discomfort, the man falling on top of her.\n\n//Do they have no shame? Were they seriously making out against my door?// I think in shock, reholstering my .38 Special, then reaching down to help the couple back to their feet.\n\nThe man lets out an embarrassed chuckle, while the woman blushes crimson and looks anywhere but at me.\n\n"Sorry about that," The man says sheepishly as he finds himself standing once more. \n\n"I hear this place has rooms for rent if you need one," I reply sarcastically.\n\nAs soon as the woman is back on her feet, she mumbles a soft "sorry" then exits, her man only a couple of paces behind her.\n\nClosing my door once more, <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>A soft thump against the wall, from somewhere outside in the hallway outside of my room, draws my attention. \n\nStepping to my room's door, I open it quietly, easing my head out to see if I can spot the source of the sound.\n\nHalf way down the hall is a couple. The woman is leaning against the old faded wallpaper while the man leans towards her. With one of his hands to each side of her head as he kisses her lightly.\n\nFor a moment I watch, the woman's hands cupping the man's crotch, their kiss being passionate to the point of scandalous.\n\nShaking my head and stifling a chuckle, I close the door, giving the couple their privacy.\n\nTurning my thoughts back to why I'm in Wanton Cove, <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>A soft thump against the wall, from somewhere outside in the hallway outside of my room, draws my attention. \n\nStepping to my room's door, I open it quietly, easing my head out to see if I can spot the source of the sound.\n\nHalf way down the hall is a couple. A woman, her skirt pulled up around her hips is pressed firmly against the wall by a large man. One of his hands is against the wall to steady himself, while the other firmly grips the woman's thigh as he holds her legs open. \n\nGrunting with his effort, the man fucks the woman with swift, almost violent thrusts.\n\nAfter watching for only a few short seconds, I slip back into my room, closing the door behind myself again.\n\nTurning my thoughts back to why I'm here, <<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>[[I continue about my business.|Your room.]]

Inside of the park, I look back towards the main street running through Wanton Cove. \n\nStanding on the far side of the street, away from where I'm standing, a figure wearing a heavy black raincoat is standing in front of a small store. The cap on the figure's head droops, water dripping from its edges as the cap serves to cloak the figure's features from my view.\n\nI can't help but think that the figure is looking at me as they stand there for several long heartbeats.\n\nIn the time it takes me to blink, the figure is in motion, walking down the street towards the <<if $GooCounter lte 1>>waterfront, <<else>>Barmaid's Daughter, <</if>>their pace full of purpose.\n\nI watch the figure go until they disappear behind one of the buildings that line the street.\n\n[[Return my attention to the park.|overgrown park]]

"Maybe you can tell me a little bit about yourself?" I ask, wanting to learn a little more about the woman.\n\n"Oh, me?" She replies, a hint of color creeping into her cheeks, "Not much to tell about."\n\nShe lets out a little sigh around the small smile touching the corner of her lips, "I used to be involved at the Church, trying to help out wherever I could, but once our pastor," A look of sadness crosses her features, "Once he was gone, there wasn't much left to do around Wanton Cove." She seems to draw up a little, indignation entering her voice as she continues, "I wasn't going to become one of those hussies down at the tavern."\n\nTaking a deep breath, she recomposes herself a little, "So instead, I spend most of my time at home, cooking, cleaning," She gestures at the Bible on the lamp stand beside herself, "and reading the Good Book."\n\nI nod in understanding. "Sound like a real test of your faith." I add, unsure how else to respond.\n\n"Thank you," Ms Sherwood says, flushing slightly. I find myself mildly surprised to smell a hint of arousal in the air.\n\nLooking across at her, I can see that she's setting tensely in her chair, her eyes lingering on my crotch.\n\n//Maybe I should change the subject.//\n\n[[Try to seduce her|Sherwood Sex]]\n\n[[Did you think of anything you could add about the waterfront?]]\n\n[[What about the man with the limp you mentioned before?]]\n\n[[You said your brother was leaving on the fishing boat?]]\n\n[[You seemed a little intimidated by Aaron?]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon|Sherwood Pastor Talk]]<</if>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[As about the book from the Church basement.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]

Breathing heavily from exertion after the fight, I look up and down the street, seeing no sign of another person anywhere. \n\nI take a deep breath to calm myself.\n\n<<if $EnemyFlee is "true">> <<else>><<if $weaponChance lte 5>>\nTaking a moment to search the body:\n\nI found <<print $AmmoLoot>> rounds of ammunition.<<set $Ammo = $Ammo + $AmmoLoot>>\n\nI found $<<print $MoneyLoot>>.<<set $Money = $Money + $MoneyLoot>>\n<<else>>Taking a moment to search the body:\n\nI found $<<print $MoneyLoot>>.<<set $Money = $Money + $MoneyLoot>><</if>><</if>>\n\n[[Continue.|Run down part of town.]]\n\n

Tanya reaches out, taking my hand, "Lead the way," She says with a coy smile.\n\nFeeling a rush of excitement, I lead her up the stairs to my room.\n\nOnce inside, I close the door behind us, locking it before turning back towards Tanya.\n\n"I need you inside of me," She pants, meeting my eyes for only a second before turning to the bed.\n\nShe crawls onto the bed, on her hands and knees. Once she's perched on the edge of the bed, her ass pointing towards me, she looks over her shoulder towards me, one hand rising to brush a strand of wavy red hair from her face.\n\nA smile finds it's way onto her pink lips as she starts to pull the hem of her dress up. Once her dress is up over his hips, I have a clear view of her pale, freckled ass. Her cunt is visibly swollen and red with arousal.\n\nMy cock is hard in my pants, straining for release. //No sense keeping the lady waiting.// I think with a smirk.\n\nI quickly unbuckle my pants, letting them drop to the floor before kicking them off. When I step forward, I let one hand brush lightly over her smooth ass.\n\nShe lets out a small, appreciative moan at my touch.\n\nMy other hand strays between her legs, feeling for her sex. My fingers come away slick with her arousal.\n\nStepping between her legs, I start to line myself up with her wet and willing hole.\n\nThe moment the tip of my cock slips inside of her, she thrusts back, impaling herself on my hard rod. Instinctively. I reach out to hold her hips as I start to fuck into her, her own movements matching mine as she meets my thrusts.\n\nThe way her tightness tries to pull me back in with every exit, it's almost as if her pussy is sucking me back in with every thrust.\n\nIt isn't long before her cunt proves too much for me. I thrust myself balls deep inside of her, holding her hips to mine as my cock pulses and twitches inside of her.\n\nTanya moans loudly as I fill her pussy with my cum. Once I'm completely spent, I begin to withdraw, her pussy still tugging at my cock like it's trying to milk every last drop of seed from my shaft.\n\nShe rolls onto her back when my cock falls free of her well-used cunt. Her fingers trail to her well used hole where she begins to play with the cum that has begun to leak from her pussy.\n\nAfter a few seconds of watching her, I pick my pants back up, pulling my billfold from the back pocket.\n\nIt only takes a moment to retrieve a $10 bill from my billfold.\n\nTanya's eyes flicker between the money and my face, a hint of a smile on her lips. When she sit's up, her dress falling partially back in place to hide her dripping slit, "Promise we can do this again some time?" She asks seductively.\n\n"We'll see," I say, holding the money out towards her.\n\nTaking the money, she stuffs it between her breasts.\n\nOn her way to the door, she pauses only long enough to give me a little kiss on the cheek.\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Money -= 10>>[[Get dressed.|Your room.]]

"Well, dont keep a girl waiting," Tanya says playfully, her hand brushing my crotch.\n\nUnable to suppress a grin, I take her hand and lead her to my room.\n\nAlready hard, I have my pants half off before the door is even closed behind us.\n\n"A little anxious, aren't we?" Her smile takes on a hint of mischief.\n\nI just smile in response, stepping out of my pants and moving towards her. Tanya lets out a playful squeal and darts away from me. I instinctively pursue, chasing after her, naked from the waist down. She only squeals and laughs louder than before.\n\nWith the small room, it only takes a few short seconds to corner her near the bed. She feints one way, then tries to run past me in the opposite direction, but she's not fast enough to escape. \n\nI catch her around the middle, pulling her towards me. Tanya almost melts into my arms, snuggling into my embrace with her back towards me. I nuzzle her hair, bringing my lips to her neck, a happy little sound escapes her lips.\n\nSlowly, with my free hand, I pull her dress up while maneuvering her towards the bed, "Its not nice to run away from a paying customer," I say softly through my smile.\n\nTanya turns her head, kissing the corner of my lips before I let go of her, causing her to fall to the bed. \n\nLanding on her hands and knees, I let one hand slide between her legs where I find her hot and humid pussy. A whimpering sound escapes her lips when my index finger brushes her clit.\n\nMoving closer, I rub my cockhead across her slit several times, slow strokes along the entire length of her slit. She tries to move back, to drive me into her, but each time, I pull my cock quickly away.\n\n"Quit being mean," She pouts, unable to hide her smile.\n\nThe next time I feel her opening against the tip of my cock, I nudge forward, allowing my penis to slide inside of her with almost agonizing slowness.\n\nA soft moan escapes my lips as I feel my hips press against hers. At the same time, I hear her say softly, "Oh, //god yes,//" as her body shudders in pleasure.\n\nI hold her hip with one hand, my free hand massaging her ass cheeks, first one, then the other, giving a lingering squeeze from time to time. The whole time, I fuck her pussy with slow, steady thrusts.\n\n"Fuck me //harder// please," Tanya begs.\n\nEverything within me wants to do exactly that, but I restrain myself, continuing my slow, gentle strokes for perhaps a minute more. When she lets out a needy whimper, I thrust into her hard on the next stroke, causing the whimper to become a moan of pleasure.\n\nI consider maintaining the slow pace once more, but my balls are beginning to ache with the need for release, and I simply do not have the restraint to resist any longer. I begin to fuck her, my thrusts firm and steady, the wet slapping sounds made from our hips meeting are almost as loud as her aroused moans.\n\nWith every thrust, I can feel my imminent orgasm growing closer until it is everything I can do to hold back for a few more precious seconds.\n\nThrusting forward, I feel my cock throb, shooting a thick stream of cum into her hungry cunt. Pulling back, I thrust forward a second time just as I release a second jet of my seed. Her pussy seems to convulse, trying to milk my cock as I fill it.\n\nEventually, I roll off of her, laying on my back as I try to catch my breath. \n\nMeanwhile, she gives me a little kiss on the cheek, smiling happily as she adjusts her dress. I watch as she reaches for my pants, then tosses them to me. \n\nTaking the hint, I dig out my wallet and pull out $10.\n\nSnatching the money from my fingertips, she heads for the door, her ass swinging side to side seductively as she does so. Once she reaches the door, she looks over her shoulder at me, blows me a little kiss, and is gone, closing the door behind herself.\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Money -= 10>>[[Get dressed.|Your room.]]

My eyes dart around my surroundings, searching the nearby trees and bushes for any further sign of threat.\n\nSatisfied that there is no further immediate threat, I take a deep breath to calm myself.\n\n<<if $EnemyFlee is "true">> <<else>><<if $weaponChance lte 5>>\nTaking a moment to search the body:\n\nI found <<print $AmmoLoot>> rounds of ammunition.<<set $Ammo = $Ammo + $AmmoLoot>>\n\nI found $<<print $MoneyLoot>>.<<set $Money = $Money + $MoneyLoot>>\n<<else>>Taking a moment to search the body:\n\nI found $<<print $MoneyLoot>>.<<set $Money = $Money + $MoneyLoot>><</if>><</if>>\n\n[[Continue.|Trail]]\n\n\n

Settling into the water, I close my eyes and enjoy the warmth, even if its a bit on the hot side.\n\nI'm not sure how long I sat in the tub, the hot water covering my body from the neck down, but eventually the water becomes tepid. \n\nReluctantly, I step from the tub, the rooms cool air causing my skin to break out in goosebumps. A few minutes later, I've finished drying myself off and am fully dressed once more.\n\n[[Continue.|Your room.]]

<<set $random to random(1,3)>><<if $random is 1>>I cant help but be surprised when I see them, two girls sitting on an ornate couch in a large living room. The two of them are both completely naked, their hands roaming each other's bodies as they kiss one another.\n\nThe sound of the large man clearing his throat makes me aware of the fact I'm openly staring at the scene before me, "//This way please,//" He repeats himself.\n\nFinally noticing the lavish way the large living room is decorated, including a large brass chandelier holding an array of softly glowing candles high above. \n\nWhen the imposing man opens a door on the far side of the room, he motions for me to go through.\n\nTaking a deep breath, <<elseif $random is 2>>Passing through the large living room, a hint of sunlight filters through a large window facing the ocean, glinting off of the brass chandelier above.\n\nBelow, a dozen naked girls lay on the floor in a daisy chain, each one with their tongue lapping eagerly at the pussy of the next. My breath catches, a bit of arousal leaving me feeling flushed.\n\nThe big man walks around them like this is the most casual thing in the world. He seems completely oblivious to the carnal moans filling the room.\n\n//Perhaps it's normal in this house, but I've rarely even heard of this kind of thing before now.// I think, half in wonder, half in shock.\n\nCarefully watching my step, my eyes never quite leaving the erotic scene before me, I follow him.\n\nWhen he opens the door on the far side of the room, I pause for only a second, then <<elseif $random is 3>>My eyes widen when I see two naked ladies, both on their hands and knees being led around the room like animals by a third woman holding leather leashes. \n\nOne of the girls looks towards me, I expect to see fear, or perhaps the blank stare of a broken person. However what I see shakes me more than either of those things, a mixture of arousal and happiness lights up her face.\n\nNot knowing what else to do, I hastily move to catch back up with the large man.\n\nGlancing down his nose towards me, his brow furrows momentarily. Then turning away from me, he opens the door beside him, gesturing for me to enter.\n\n<<endif>>[[I step into the small room beyond.]]

"I'm in Wanton Cove looking for someone." I say, "Young man, mid twenties, short red hair, green eyes, athletic build. His name's Tom."\n\n<<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 8>>I can tell that the question makes her uneasy. Her eyes narrow and turn downward. It's obvious that she is carefully weighing her answer. \n\n"Yeah, I remember him, came through here about a month ago." Nadia pauses, "Haven't seen him for a long while though."\n\nI feel like she's telling only a partial truth, but I let it slide for now.<<else>>She seems to pause for a second before answering.\n\n"Yeah, I remember him, came through here about a month ago." Nadia pauses, "Haven't seen him for a long while though."<</if>>\n\n"Do you know what he did while he was in Wanton Cove? Where he might have went?" I ask.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 20>>She pauses longer this time, obviously struggling with how she wants to answer, "You seem like a nice guy." She begins, "You should really leave." \n\nHer eyes hold a hint of fear in them. "Just get on the ferry in the morning, go back to the mainland and forget about this place." She begs.\n\n"I can't leave until I find Tom," I reply softly.\n\nNadia lets out a sigh, "I'm sorry that I can't be of any help." \n\nI can tell that she doesn't want to talk about this any longer.<<else>>"Guess it's too late for you to turn away now." She says with a tone of defeat in her voice.\n\nHer eyes meet yours, "I don't know what happened to Tom for sure, thought I have my suspicions," She says carefully.\n\n<<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 10>>I get the distinct impression that she has some pretty strong suspicions as to what happened to Tom.\n\nI keep my mouth shut though, waiting to see what I can learn from her instead of prying for more information.\n\n<</if>>"A few years back, the pastor of our little Church started looking into," She pauses as if struggling to find the right words, "some things."\n\n<<if $Pastor is "Played">>"The pastor who committed suicide?" You probe.\n\n"Yeah," She replies. It doesn't sound like she actually believes her own answer.\n\nI let the silence stretch, hoping it will prod her to share more information.\n\n<<else>>"What kind of things?" I ask. \n\n<</if>>"The pastor used to keep notes on everything. I don't know, but there might still be some of his notes somewhere in the Church." She says softly, her eyes shifting around the shop as if she's scared someone might overhear her. <<set $ChurchAlternate to true>><</if>>\n\n"Thank you," I say, and I mean it.\n\n[[Visit with Nadia for a minute.]]<<if $Jackobson is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon]]<</if>><<if $JackobsonHouse is "Duncel">>\n\n[[You dont know where Mr Jackobson got off to, do you?]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>>[[Ask about your physical changes.|Ask Nadia about your transformation.]]<</if>>\n\n[[Buy something.|See her wares.]]\n\nor \n\n[[Return to looking around the store.|General Store]]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

Upon entering the store, I quickly realize that I am not alone. Over to one side of the store, I can see a <<if $GooCounter is 0>>young woman <<else>>man <</if>>shopping, their arms filled with an assortment of items.\n\nThe <<if $GooCounter is 0>>woman <<else>>man <</if>> looks my way for only a split second before turning their attention back to the shelf before them.\n\nTurning my attention away from the <<if $GooCounter is 0>>woman, <<else>>man, <</if>>I begin to browse [[the store|General Store]]

Tanya half smiles at me, her eyes flickering to my crotch before we start towards my room.\n\nAs we make our way up the stairs, the noise from the Barmaid's Daughter fades to a dull den of sound. When I close my door behind us, even that fades to almost nothing.\n\nThere is a hungry look in Tanya's eyes as she falls to her knees before me, her hands reaching out to rub my cock through my pants. Her face lights up in a smile as she feels me hardening.\n\nShe kisses the front of my pants once, right where the tip of my cock would be, then starts to unbuckle my belt. Within a few short seconds, she has my pants around my ankles.\n\nOne of her soft hands wraps around my now hard shaft, stroking it a couple of times, slowly, as she looks up into my eyes. She bites her lip playfully, smiling around her pinched lip.\n\nWith her hand, she moves my cock to one side before leaning forward. The tip of her tongue touches the base of my cock, where my shaft meets my scrotum before her moist tongue slides along my shaft, slowly tracing the bottom of its length up to the tip where the tip of her tongue flicks at the little slit at the tip of my penis.\n\nI can see a smile touch her eyes as a soft, but involuntary moan escapes my lips.\n\nHer tongue twirls around the tip of my cock, moistening it before her lips close around the head of my throbbing member. Sucking lightly, her cheeks hollow, her tongue tracing closly over the crown of my cock as she moans in pleasure.\n\nShe releases my cock from her warm, wet mouth, smiling up at me, "You like that do you?"\n\nI don't have time to reply before her head plunges forward, taking a little more than half of my length before drawing back, leaving my saliva slick shaft exposted to the cool air. A second later, her lips slide forward again, this time taking me all the way to the base of my cock, her freckled nose pressed firmly against my belly.\n\nThe sensation makes me tense up, my toes curling in my boots as I groan approvingly.\n\nIt doesn't take long before her lips are sliding up and down my shaft in a slow, but steady rhythm.\n\nHer free hand comes up, cupping my balls and massaging them lightly. \n\nI barely start to feel the first hints of an approaching orgasm when her pace begins to quicken, as if she can sense that I am starting to get close to orgasm. The closer I get to cumming, the the faster her head bobs, until her head is bobing up and down my shaft with the speed and regularity of a piston.\n\nWhen I feel myself reaching the point of no return, she pulls back suddenly, until only the crown of my cock is in her mouth. I can see my cock jerk and twitch between her lips as I fill her mouth with cum, her toungue sliding along the tip of my penis as she tries to draw more of my seed from its length.\n\nWhen her lips finally pull free of my softening cock, she visibly swallows, then lets out a content sound that is almost enough to breathe life back into my spent cock.\n\nStanding back up, she gives my cock a couple of playful pulls, "I hope we can do that again," She purrs before kissing me right on the lips.\n\nFor a split second, I can taste the salty taste of my cum on her lips before she pulls back.\n\nShe holds up a $10 bill so that I can see it, then stuffs it between her breasts before heading towards my room's door.\n\nOnce she is gone, I look down, seeing my billfold laying open on the floor near my feet.\n\nI shake my head in disbelief, then clean the last bit of saliva, and what must be a hint of my own cum, from the length of my cock before pulling my pants back up.\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $Money -= 10>>\n[[Get dressed.|Your room.]]

Tanya reaches out, taking my hand, "Lead the way," She says with a coy smile.\n\nFeeling a rush of excitement, I lead her up the stairs to my room.\n\nOnce inside, I close the door behind us, locking it before turning back towards Tanya.\n\nHer hands go straight to my crotch, deftly unbuckling my belt, "I want to taste you," She says, flushed with arousal.\n\nAs soon as my cock springs free of the uncomfortable confines of my pants, Tanya drops to her kneels.\n\nShe kisses the tip of my cock, letting her tongue flick out against the slit at it's tip.\n\nI moan appreciatively.\n\nLeaning forward, she licks the length of my hard shaft, one of her hands moving up to gently cup and caress my balls.\n\nBy the time her lips wrap around the crown of my cock, I already know I'm not going to last long. \n\nHer head plunges forward, taking my entire length in a single motion.\n\nShe moans around my throbbing member, making me ache with the need for release.\n\nHer head begins to bob up and down my shaft rhythmically, her tongue twirling around the head.\n\nIt doesn't take long before I begin to feel a familiar stirring. \n\nShe seems to redouble her efforts, her movements becoming fevered and greedy, as if my cum is a drug and she's in desperate need of a fix.\n\nA few seconds later, I feel my balls tighten, my cock swelling. I throb and pulse in the wetness of her mouth.\n\nTanya pulls back until just the tip of my cock is in her mouth, her tongue teasing the tip as she feels me beginning to cum. \n\nWhen I begin to unload my seed in her mouth, she catches it. She pulls back once she's milked every last drop of cum from my shaft. \n\nShe smiles up at me, showing me her mouth full of cum before closing her pink lips and swallowing. \n\nHer smile grows when she opens her mouth again, showing me that she just swallowed every last drop of my seed.\n\n"Yummy," She purrs softly.\n\nWhen she stands up, she kisses me right on the lips. I can taste a hint of salt, my own cum on her lips.\n\nI pull back slightly, reaching out to touch her freckled cheek lightly and brush a strand of long red hair from her face.\n\nAt the same time, I feel a tug at my jeans. She smiles at me as she pulls my billfold free of my pants.\n\nShe hands my own billfold to me with a little grin. I smile sheepishly back at her as I take it. \n\nIt only takes me a second to pull a $10 bill from within and hand it to her.\n\nShe stuffs the bill between her breasts without looking at it.\n\n"I hope we can spend a little time together again, soon," Tanya gives me one more kiss, on the cheek this time as she heads for my room's door.\n\nI clean the last remnants of her saliva, and what has to have been a hint of my own cum from my cock. //Dear god, that girl has a talented tongue.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $Money -= 10>>\n[[Get dressed.|Your room.]]

Around me, a wispy fog seems to cling to the ground just off of the trail. The thin tendrils of fog seem to move at the edges of my vision, but whenever I look, the fog falls still. As I continue to walk, I can't help but feel like the fine threads of fog are reaching out towards me like tentacles.\n\n<<if $Fountain is "Played">> For the briefest of seconds, I think I see a tall, pale feminine form standing just at the edge of my vision, the wisps of fog reaching out from her body towards me, becoming shadowy as they stretch towards me. Turning towards the sight, the figure is gone, but I fail to suppress a shudder as I see several long threads of fog behind me, drifting slowly towards the ground where I had just walked. \n\n<</if>>Quickening my pace, [[I continue down the path.|Trail]]

Stepping towards the church, I take note of the broken cross perched at the peak of the steeple, looking like an upside down "L" pointing to the West.\n\nThe stained glass windows are streaked with years of filth and browning moss, the images they depict no longer visible from the outside of the church.\n\nWhen I reach the bottom of the wooden stairs, I notice two small gargoyles perched to either side of the door.\n\nA chill goes up my spine at the sight of the stone figures. Standing barely two feet tall, I find the two statues to be more than a little unsettling. \n\nThe first is a squat, hunched figure. Wings like a bat's sprout from it's back and are spread wide as if the creature is about to take flight. It has an octopus-like head, its cold, dead eyes seem to stare at me. There's something profoundly troubling about that gaze, as if the creature is looking at me the way a child might look at an insect that its about to step on. Beneath the figures' eyes is a mass of tentacles hanging down in such a way that they drape over most of it's chest. As my eyes continue downward, I can see a dog-like cock standing erect between its legs, its tapered length pointed straight at me. I feel an unsettling cold seep into my bones at the very sight of the statue, and in spite of the statue's small size, I feel infinitesimally small looking at it.\n\nEvery bit as disquieting, and of considerably more interest is the second statue. This statue is standing proudly, its feminine body naked, and perfect in every way. Between its legs dangles a long thick cock, resembling that of a horse, reaching just past it's knees. I almost can't force myself to look upwards at the statue's face, because I already know what I'm going to see. Crowned in a halo of long straight hair, my eyes come to rest on a featureless face that makes the blood in my veins run cold.\n\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Not Played">>It takes me several long seconds to fight down a growing wave of panic at the sight of these two monstrous statues.\n\nI almost have my heart rate back down where it belongs when the shadows around the feminine statue suddenly shift like a mass of tentacles, reaching for me.\n\nI blink as I stagger back from the scene, and in the time it takes me to open my eyes once more, it's just a shadow again.\n\nMy heavy breathing holds a hint of a shudder to it as I try to breathe deeply in an effort to bring my nerves back under control.\n\n//I really need a drink, and a good night's rest.// A faint, if wistful smile finds its way onto my lips, //But mostly a drink.//\n\n<<set $FirstStatue to "Played">><</if>><<if $ChurchBroken is "Not Played">>Steeling my nerve once more, I take a tentative step onto the first wooden step. The board under my foot feels like a half dry sponge the way it sags and squelches under the sole of my shoe. Shifting my weight to that foot, I'm half surprised that the step holds my weight. Each additional step feels only marginally firmer than the last, until I finally reach the door.\n\nI force myself to not look at the statues to each side of me and instead turn my attention to the door itself.<</if>>\n\n<<if $ChurchDoor is "Played">>The door is a splintered ruin, pices of it scattered on front of the Church. Whatever broken in had a lot of strength behind it.\n\n//The Church has sat empty for a long time. Seems like too much of a coincidence that someone would break in after I started asking questions around town.// \n\n<<churchlink "Slip inside the Church.">><<else>><<if $ChurchBroken is "Played">><<churchlink "Slip inside the Church.">>\n<<else>><<if ($PlayerStrength) gte 7>>[[Try to force the door open.|Force1][$ChurchBroken to "Played"]]\n<<else>>[[Try to force the door open.|Force2]]\n<</if>> <<if ($PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 10>>[[Try to jimmy the lock.|Jimmy1][$ChurchBroken to "Played"]]\n<<else>>[[Try to jimmy the lock.|Jimmy2]]\n<</if>><</if>><<if $ChurchBroken is "Not Played" and $ChurchAlternate is true>>I start searching for a way into the Church. I'm almost to the back of the Church when I find a window that is unlatched that I can force open. <<churchlink "Slip in the window." '$ChurchWindow to "true"'>>\n<<elseif $ChurchWindow is true>><<churchlink "Slip back in the Church window.">>\n<</if>><<if $ChurchBroken is "Not Played" && $Day is 3>>Looking at the Church, I immediately realize that something is wrong. The once secure door is broken as if hit by a large battering ram, splintered scraps of wood litter the area in front of the Church and even the frame appears to be broken and splintered around where the door once was.\n\n<<churchlink "Slip inside the Church.">><<set $ChurchBroken to "Played">><<set $ChurchDoor to "Played">> <</if>> <</if>> <<slumlink "I think better of it and step back to the road.">>

Outside of my room, I can hear the soft creak of footsteps, punctuated by the sound of a hard soled shoe striking the wooden floor as someone slowly walks down the hallway. Slowly, the footsteps come closer to my room's door until they abruptly stop right outside of my door. \n\nTensing, I reach for my .38 Special. The use polished handle feels good in my hand as my fingers slip around it.\n\nFor several long heartbeats, I wait, not sure if someone is going to knock, or simply break down the door.\n\nAs suddenly as the footsteps stop, I hear the footsteps begin again, walking back the way they came.\n\nMy pulse still pounding, I move towards the door, opening it only as far as I need to in order to glance down the hallway, only to find the hallway empty.\n\nSearching the hallway with my eyes, I see no evidence of whoever was in the hallway just moments before.\n\nConcern creasing my features, [[I close the door once more.|Your room.]]

Stepping through the doorway, I step face first into a spider's web. \n\nI cry out softly in disgust, cringing back as I try to wipe the web from my face. I've nearly finished clearing the web from my hair and skin when I feel something along my jaw line. Swatting at it in a near panic, I feel my hand make contact with the web's owner, flinging the quarter sized spider several feet away from myself.\n\nI start to take a step, to stomp on the little creature, but it moves faster, running across the floor to dissappear beneath the nearest pew.\n\nFighting back a little shudder, I turn my attention to [[my surroundings.|stepping carefully inside.]]

Reaching the top of the bluff, the heavy wind is blowing the rain straight at me, the heavy raindrops stinging my face with the force they are striking my skin.\n\nI hold one arm in front of my face in an effort to shield myself from the worst of the wind propelled rain. But the the effort barely has any of the desired effect. Grimacing, I lower my head to keep the stinging rain [[out of my eyes at the very least.|Bluff]]

Feeling an ache of arousal, I reach under the water. My fingers find and encircle my hardening penis. \n\nA soft moan escapes my lips as a give a tentative squeeze, //this is just what I need,// I think.\n\nMy hand slides down the shaft slowly, testing my hardness before returning to the tip, my thumb brushing across the crown.\n\nClosing my eyes, I settle into the water. \n\nWithin seconds, my hand finds its rhythm. With slow even strokes, I savor the feeling, becoming lost in the moment. \n\nIts not long before my movements become more urgent, my hand gliding up and down the length of my cock. \n\nSuddenly, I can feel the telltale ache in my balls that announcing a pending orgasm. My back arches, my hips instinctively thrusting forward as I feel myself begin to release. Just as the tip of my cock exits the water, a jet of cum erupts from the tip, shooting high into the air. A second stream of cum flies from my cock even before the first splashes down into the tub water I'm laying in. A third eruption is much smaller than the first two, half shooting, half dribbling across my hand.\n\nI sigh, basking in the afterglow of a powerful orgasm. \n\nFor several minutes, I lay in the hot water before finally slipping from the water.\n\nThe cool air of the room makes me shiver slightly as I dry myself off and put my clothes back on.\n\n[[Continue.|Your room.]]

The small forest trail is narrow, but well traveled. As I walk, the branches almost seem to reach out, brushing my shoulders and hair as if seeking to tangle me in their embrace.\n\nOverhead, the forest has a thick canopy of foliage, what little light that makes it through the leaves does little to illuminate the trail. \n\nThe trail winds in such a way that I can rarely see more then five yards ahead of my self at any given time. The ground at my feet seems to be a random assortment rotting leaves, hard packed earth, and mud filled puddles. \n\nWith little warning, I find myself at a fork in the trail. In addition to the trail leading back into town, there is also a trail leading to the north, and another leading to the west.\n\n<<slumlink "Head back towards Wanton Cove">>\n\n[[Take the North fork of the trail.]]\n\nor\n\n[[Take the West fork of the trail.]]

You should have just added 1 point to all skills.\n\nReturn to [[Your room.]]\n\n<<set $PlayerBrawling += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerEttiquette += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerFirearms += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerIntimidation += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerInvestigation += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerOccult += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerPerception += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerSecurity += 1>>\n<<set $PlayerStreetwise += 1>>\n

Glancing towards a window at the front of the Barmaid's Daughter, I can see raindrops hitting the glass. The drops lazily run down the glass like little rivers. As drops meet, their descent becomes faster until they seem to race towards the bottom of the window.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

When the door swings open, I'm greeted by a brightly lit room decorated in white and pale shades of pink. The only exception to this is the black iron bars bolted over the windows.\n\nThe smell of sex in the room is so strong my eyes widen in surprise.\n\nHowever, all of that fades from my mind as my eyes turn to the alabaster woman laying on the four post bed.\n\nShe is young, perhaps in her late teens, early twenties at the most. Raven black hair frames her almost unnaturally white face. Her soft brown eyes turn towards us, as if just now realizing we were here in spite of Mr Morichi's knocking and calling out to her. She bites her pale lip, her expression is flush with arousal, a hint of perspiration on her skin. Her eyes finally settle on me.\n\nMy own eyes trail down her perfect, naked body, lingering on her impossibly pink nipples before straying further downward.\n\nHer legs are spread wide, with both of her hands at her crotch. However, her hands are not there to cover herself.\n\nIt takes me a second to make sense of what I'm seeing when I reach her genitals. My eyes widen suddenly when I realize that her pussy lips are spread wide around her own penis which she's pushed up inside of herself. \n\n<<if $Taint gte 60>>Looking straight at me, she uses one hand to spread her vagina, while the other pulls her penis out of herself. My eyes widen when her thick shaft keeps coming, eight, ten, maybe twenve inches in length. There's a hint of a smile in her eyes when I don't look away.\n\n"Azami," Mr Morichi's voice fills the room with its rich tone, "Please, cover yourself. We have a guest."\n\nThe comment causes me to glance at Mr Morichi, realizing that this must not be an uncommon situation.\n\nHe looks at me, "I am sorry for my daughter's behavior. She lacks," A grimace flashes over his face, "//Restraint//."\n\nWhen my eyes inevitably return to Azami, she's wrapped one hand around her glistening cock, stroking its length in an even rhythm.\n\nHer eyes never leave my own.\n\nFor the first time, Azami makes a sound, its a moan, almost a whimper, that escapes her lips. I can see her cock throb several times. Thick jets of cum arc straight up into the air before falling, landing on her chest and belly. \n\nHer hand that is not wrapped around her cock reaches for the cum dotting her body, fingertips playing with her seed.\n\nA look of contentment makes it onto her features.\n\nAfter a few seconds, the hand touching her penis begins to move again, dribbling a few more drops from her shaft. She scoops up the remnants with a pair fo fingers that she promptly slips inside of her own pussy. When she withdraws them, with no sign of her cum on them any longer, she moves her fingers to her lips where she sucks them clean. \n\nThe hand she has around her cock begins to move again, bringing me the realization that she's still hard. Her smile seems to grow.\n\n<<else>>Looking straight at me, she uses one hand to spread her vagina, while the other pushes her penis deeper into herself. There's a hint of a smile in her eyes when I don't look away.\n\n"Azami," Mr Morichi's voice fills the room with its rich tone, "Please, cover yourself. We have a guest."\n\nThe comment causes me to glance at Mr Morichi, realizing that this must not be an uncommon situation.\n\nHe looks at me, "I am sorry for my daughter's behavior. She lacks," A grimace flashes over his face, "//Restraint//."\n\nWhen my eyes inevitably return to Azami's self fucking, both fascinated and bewildered by what I am seeing.\n\nFor the first time, Azami makes a sound, its a moan, almost a whimper, that escapes her lips. I can see her cock throb several times.\n\nA look of contentment makes it onto her features.\n\nAfter a few seconds, the hand touching her penis moves, pulling her length out of her pussy. My eyes widen when her thick shaft keeps coming, eight, ten, maybe twenve inches in length.\n\nA big smile blossoms on her face, with one hand, she moves her penis out of the way, then begins to play with her pussy with the other, making sure I can see everything.\n\n<<endif>>"Perhaps we should return when she is not so //distracted//. Mr Morichi says suddenly.\n\n"Please don't go," Her voice, like the sound of an angel, suddenly fills the room. She bites her lip again and give me a look that makes my heart race and my loins stir with lust.\n\nI freeze in place, wanting nothing more than to grant her wish.\n\nMr Morichi places a hand on my shoulder, bringing me back to my senses. With a meaningful glance at the exit, I take the hint and step towards the door.\n\nBehind me, I hear Mr Morichi, "I love you Azami, you are your father's moon and stars," There is raw emotion in his tone.\n\n"I hate you father," She replies, her own voice is beautiful in spite of her words, "You are my jailer and tormenter."\n\nI'm almost through the door, her voice rings out again, "Sir?" I turn towards her, she's on her hands and knees now, crawling across the bed towards me. I can see her pert breasts on full display, and I can see her penis dangling beneath her, "Tell me your name?"\n\n"<<print $PlayerName>>, <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>," I reply, as much out of habit as anything else.\n\nAzami smiles broadly, "I think I like you <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>, will you please come visit me again some time?" \n\nI can see one of her hands already straying between her legs again as she watches me.\n\n"He will consider it," Mr Morichi interjects before I have time to reply.\n\n[[Next.|AzamiExit2]]

A little distance a head of me, I see someone hanging laundry on a drooping clothesline.\n\nShe pauses, glancing up at me.\n\nI meet her eyes and give a half nod in greeting. \n\nInstead of returning my gesture, she instead glances one last time at her laundry, picks up her basked of clothes, then steps inside the nearby house.\n\nOnce she's out of sight, I think I hear the faint sound of the door's deadbolt sliding home.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]

[[return|$return]]\n\n[[A Brief History of Wanton Cove]]\n[[The Geography of Wanton Cove]]\n[[Places of Interest on the Island of Wanton Cove]]\n[[Founder, Zodak Alhazred]]\n\n[[return|$return]]

Discarding my clothes on the floor at the foot of the bed, I feel a thrill as the couples' eyes leer at me. \n\nThe woman moves to make more room on the bed for me, and the man slips off the bed, his erection pointing straight at me as he watches me climb onto the bed.\n\nWalking behind me, my ass pointed straight at him, he says, "You've got a nice ass," with a little smile.\n\n<<if $GooCounter is 0>>On impulse, I reach behind myself, taking one ass cheek in each hand and spreading them, exposing my asshole to the man.\n\nThe bed rocks as he climbs onto it behind me. I can hear the man spit, a split second later, wethess hits the crack of my ass. \n\nWasting no time, I feel the man rub his dick in his own saliva, then nudge my asshole. \n\nFor a second, I tense up, but then relax, not fighting the intrusion. Solwly, the man begins to push inside.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>Looking over my shoulder, I see the man spit into his hand, then rub his saliva onto his cock. As he does so, his eyes never leave my ass.\n\nHe climbs onto the bed behind me. Once he's moved close between my legs, I feel one of his hands grip my hip as the other guides his cock to my rear enterance.\n\nI freeze up when I realize his intent. Once the tip is inside of my anus, I feel his other hand grip my hip as he begins to push firther inside.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Almost as soon as I'm on the bed, the man is climbing onto it behind me. \n\nHis cock brushes my nether lips, gliding along the wetness of my pussy. But after several thrusts, and no penetration, he suddenly withdraws. \n\nI only have a second to wonder what he is doing when I feel his cock, lubed in my own pussy juices, nudge at my asshole. \n\nWith a firm grip on my hips, he begins to push his length into me.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\nIt doesn't take long before I feel his hips pressing firmly against my ass.\n\nThe sensation of his cock buried in my ass is mildly uncomfortable at first, but quickly turns to a bloated pressure that's just the right side of pleasant.\n\nWhen the man pulls back, he leaves my ass feeling empty, only to geel full again as he pushes forward once more. Its not long before the man's slow but even thrusts begin to speed up.\n\nReaching under myself with one hand, I begin to rub my clit in time with his thrusts.\n\n"You're so fucking tight," The man grunts, his pace quickening.\n\nSitting near the head of the bed, the woman watches the man fucking my ass with a wistful smile on her lips.\n\nAs I feel my orgasm beginning to approach, I find myself thrusting back to meet the man's own thrusts.\n\nNeeding no further encouragement, the man makes several rapid thrusts, then shoves balls deep inside of me before starting to unload his cum deep inside of my ass.\n\nMy fingers dance over my clit, beinging me to orgasm just seconds after the man's cock stops jerking inside of me. I can feel my own juice flowing down my thighs as my pussy quivers.\n\nBreathing heavily, I feel the man slide his softening cock free of my anus. \n\nIt takes more than a minute to regain my breath once more. When I finally slip from the bed, I give the couple a little smile before gathering my clothes and starting to redress myself.\n\n[[I return to my room.|Your room.]]<<set $Depravity += 1>><<set $Taint += 5>>

It takes a little while to get everything arranged, but eventually, you have a hot bath drawn for you. \n\nThe big metal tub dominating the middle of your room is a little more than half full of steaming water, filling the entire room with a slight haze.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 39>>Stepping into the tub, I have a sharp intake of breath when the hot water touches my heavy balls.\n\nLetting the breath out slowly, I ease myself into the water. After a few seconds, I sigh, enjoying the feel of the heat seeping into my body after a long cold day.\n\n[[Enjoy the bath.]]\n[[masturbate in the bath.|MalemasturbateBath]]\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>I step into the tub, easing into the hot water. I make a hissing noise as my breath catches in my throat the moment the water hits my genitalia.\n\nMy breath escapes slowly, almost like a sigh as I start to slip deeper in the water.\n\n//This is nice,// I think as the heat starts to seep into my body.\n\n[[Enjoy the bath.]]\n[[masturbate in the bath.|SMalemasturbateBath]]\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>The hot water makes me pause as I start to ease myself into its heat.\n\nMy breath comes in short breaths as I slide beneath the water, the heat just shy of too hot.\n\n[[Enjoy the bath.]]\n[[masturbate in the bath.|TMalemasturbateBath]]\n\n<<else>>I step up to the tub, looking at the steam coming off the still water.\n\nA hint of thrill goes through me, and I raise a single perfect leg and ease it beneath the waters, causing barely a ripple as I begin to slip beneath the hot water.\n\nI'm intimately aware of how different the water feels on my body than it did before my body started to change. The heat is hot, but I no longer feel the same knee jerk need to shy away from the heat. When the water reaches my crotch, it burns, but not the same as when the hot water had touched my cock and balls in the past. Instead the hot water seems to trace along my slit, like something alive trying to slip between my folds. \n\nI shudder at the thought, for a split second picturing something slick, and alive, trying to slip inside of me.\n\nMy pulse racing for a several seconds before I get it back under control. Deep inside of myself, I'm not entirely sure if that quickening of my pulse was from fear, or excitement however.\n\nPutthing the thought aside, I finish easing myself into the tub.\n\n[[Enjoy the bath.]]\n[[masturbate in the bath.|FemalemasturbateBath]]\n<</if>>

I see a woman standing near one of the decrepit shacks that make up this portion of Wanton Cove. Her soft moans carry clearly in the cool air, punctuated by the sounds of water dripping lazily from the nearby rooftops.\n\nFrom where I am walking, I can see that one of her hands is between her legs, rubbing at her pussy through the skirt of her dress, her other hand <<if $GooCounter is 0>>roughly groping <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>lightly massaging <<set $GooCounter += 1>> <<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>> gently fondling <<set $GooGounter -= 2>><</if>> her breast.\n\nAs I continue to walk, the wet sounds of my footsteps finally draws her attention.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 65>>The woman's gaze settles on me, as if sizing up my worth, or appraising a piece of meat.\n\nIf I had any doubt of her state of arousal, it would have abandoned me as I watch her lift her skirt, revealing her soaking wet cunt. With a single finger, she beckons me towards her.\n\nI do my best to ignore her unspoken invitation. I leave before I give in to my more [[carnal desires.|SlumReturn]]\nor\n[[I approach the woman.|SlumFuck1]]\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 100>>The woman's gaze slips to me momentarily, but after eying me for a few brief seconds, her attention returns to her self gratification.\n\nDoubting that she would turn down some assistance, I idly wonder if I should join her.\n\n[[Join her.|SlumFuck1a]]\nor\nLeave before I give in to my more [[carnal desires.|SlumReturn]]\n\n<<elseif $Taint gte 101>>>>The woman's gaze flickers to my own, but what she sees fails to hold her attention.\n\nMy own pussy aches to be filled as I watch her, and deep down, I know I no longer have what she needs to satisfy her lusts.\n\n[[I continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n<</if>>

<<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>Walking down the forest trail, I see a luminecent puddle of White Goo.\n\nStepping closer, I brush back a branch for a better look. At a glance, it looks just like the other White Goo I have seen.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Trail]]\nor\n[[Investigate Further|TG1]]<<else>>Walking down the forest trail, I see a small puddle of something white on the ground.\n\nMoving closer, I brush back a branch for a better look. The white slime looks like a jellyfish at first glance, but the faint glow it emmits holds my attention.\n\nIntrigued, I nudge the puddle with the tip of my book, the sliming moving with a little juggle before sticking to my boot as I pull it back.\n\nAbsently, I wipe the White Goo from the tip of my boot on the bushes beside the trail.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Trail]]\n<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>>\n\n

"Anyone you know around Wanton Cove who might take advantage of a woman?" I ask.\n\nAaron fights to suppress a bitter laugh, "Really? With two females for every man in town? And that hot little piece of ass that hangs around my Barmaid's Daughter? And you think any man in this town would have to take what they want by //force?//"\n\n<<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 9>>I can't help but feel there's more amusement in his voice than outrage. <<else>>Looking at his expression, I can see a little anger in his features. <</if>>\n\n"Fair enough," I say, "Just thought it was best to ask and be sure."\n\n[[You have any idea who she was?]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Water is "Played">>[[Any idea how long she might have been in the water?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

"Ah, an ah fine piece ah arse ye becummin," Vick gives you an unsettling grin.\n\n<<if $Taint lte 39>>"If ye changin ah bit moor, ah'd gladly put mah cock to ya." He gives a bit of suggestive wink that makes me feel even more uncomfortable than I had previously.\n\nA second later, his expression becomes more serious again, "Der be suhm wicked evils aboot dis island. Voodoo black magik kind oh tuff."\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>"If ye changin ah bit moor, ah'd gladly put mah cock to ya." He gives a bit of suggestive wink that makes me feel even more uncomfortable than I had previously.\n\nHis expression turns wistful as he says something under his breath. The way he is looking at me, I'm pretty sure I'm happier not knowing what it was.\n\nA second later, he turns serious again, "Der be suhm wicked evils aboot dis island. Voodoo black magik kind oh tuff."\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>><<if $Depravity gte 9>>"Ah'd gladly put mah cock to ya, jus da way ye are," He gives a bit of suggestive wink that makes my tiny cock harden.\n\nHis expression turns wistful as he says something under his breath. The way he is looking at me, I can feel my little penis throb with arousal.\n\nA second later, he turns serious again, "Der be suhm wicked evils aboot dis island. Voodoo black magik kind oh tuff."\n\n<<set $VickSex to "Played">><<else>>"Ah'd gladly put mah cock to ya, jus da way ye are," He gives a bit of suggestive wink that makes me feel even more uncomfortable than I had previously.\n\nHis expression turns wistful as he says something under his breath. The way he is looking at me, I'm pretty sure I'm happier not knowing what it was.\n\nA second later, he turns serious again, "Der be suhm wicked evils aboot dis island. Voodoo black magik kind oh tuff." <</if>>\n\n<<else>><<if $Depravity gte 5>>"Ah'd gladly put mah cock to ah fine ittle slut ike yerself," He gives a bit of suggestive wink that makes my pussy ache with need.\n\nHis expression turns wistful as he says something under his breath. The way he is looking at me, I can feel my pussy moistening with arousal.\n\nA second later, he turns serious again, "Der be suhm wicked evils aboot dis island. Voodoo black magik kind oh tuff."\n\n<<set $VickSex to "Played">><<else>>"Ah'd gladly put mah cock to ya, jus da way ye are," He gives a bit of suggestive wink that makes me feel even more uncomfortable than I had previously.\n\nHis expression turns wistful as he says something under his breath. The way he is looking at me, I'm pretty sure I'm happier not knowing what it was.\n\nA second later, he turns serious again, "Der be suhm wicked evils aboot dis island. Voodoo black magik kind oh tuff." <</if>>\n\n<</if>>I take mental note of what he said, but I find difficulty giving credibility to it. The man simply reminds me too much of a thousand drunks I've interviewed over the years, all of them telling you what they think you want to hear so you'll leave them alone, or perhaps buy them a drink.\n\n[[What's your story?]]\n\n[[What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?]]\n\n[[Who is SHE?]]\n\n[[Do you know anything about a guy named Tom?]]<<if $Pastor is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask Vick about the Pastor.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done talking to Vick.|Enter the Log Cabin.]]\n\n

Hefting the machetee I purchased from Nadia, I take a couple of quick swings. I cant help but feel a bit of satisfaction at how easily it slices through the brush blocking my way.\n\nIt proves to be a long project, and by the time I'm done, I'm sweating profusey. Through maybe ten yards of dense forest, the trail opens once more to reveal the continuing trail.\n\n//Well worn trail, but overgrown like that? Never seen anything like that before.//\n\nBut my attention is quickly distracted by the [[scene before me.|Cave Entrance]]

Unlike the rest of Wanton Cove, the people who live on the East side of town appear to spend at least a little time maintaining their homes and properties. \n\nAn occasional broken fence post, a bit of pealing paint, or a missing shingle mar what would otherwise be an average neighborhood in need of some yard care.\n\nMy eyes drift over the houses along the street, following the string of houses to where the road begins to switchback it's way up the steep bluff to the East.\n\nPerched precariously near the edge of the bluff, facing the ocean, is a dark and foreboding mansion. Like much of the town, the iron wrought fence surrounding the mansion is rusty and twisted. The dark brown building itself has an air of antiquity around it. Just looking at the mansion fills me with a sense that something isn't quite right about the scene before me.<<if $CobbIntimidate is "Played" && $Day is 3>>\n\nAs I pass a house, someone charges me from beside it. I only have a split second to realize it is Cobb, the man I met upon first arriving in Wanton Cove. \n\nBrandishing a length of wood, [[he swings it at me.|Cobb Encounter]]<<elseif $CobbStreetwise is "Played" && $Day is 3>>\n\n"Hey," A voice calls softly from beside a house. \n\nWhen I look, I see Cobb standing there, [[motioning me towards him.|Cobb Encounter]]<<else>><<if $SherwoodHouse is "true">>\n\nMy eyes finally settle on Ms Sherwood's house. The green paint looks washed out and faded, the brown trim only a shade lighter than the thick mud caked on my boots.\n\n//Maybe I should stop in, see if she's remembered anything new?//\n\nGo to [[Ms Sherwood's House]]<</if>>\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">>\n<<if $Day is 1>>I look at the bluff for a long moment, then decide that its late enough in the day that I should be more worried about getting settled in and having a good night's rest. There will be plenty of time to wander up to the bluff during my stay in Wanton Cove. <<else>>or\n<<blufflink "Make your way up the hill to the bluff.">><</if>><</if>>

"What's the story on the Church?" I ask.\n\nHe sighs heavily, stepping back from the counter, he crosses his arms over his chest, "Our Reverend committed suicide, oh, about four years ago now."\n\n"We never got a replacement for him, and the Church has been empty ever since."\n\nHe leans forward again, uncrossing his arms and starting to wipe down the counter down again.\n\n<<if ($PlayerIntelligence + $PlayerPerception) gte 13>>I get the impression that there's a lot more to the story than what he's saying, but I need to learn more before I can pry much deeper.<</if>>\n\n<<set $Pastor to "Played">>Ask about:\n[[Wanton Cove]]\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>>\n\n[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

I kneel down for a closer look at the White Goo. At a glance, I notice that it seems to have a slight luminescent quality. \n\nThe second thing I notice is the way it seems to cling to the twigs and dry grass.\n\nI don't know what comes over me, I reach out, touching the White Goo. \n\nThe White Goo feels fluid, but it clings to my fingers like grease. Rubbing my fingers together only seems to spread the White Goo.\n\nGrimacing, I raise my fingers towards my face. I inhale deeply, my nostrils flaring as they are filled with a salty sweet scent that reminds me of semen.\n\n<<if $PlayerIntelligence gte 7>>I feel a rising tide of revulsion fill me, bile rising in my throat. I quickly wipe my fingers clean on patch of moss. \n\nStanding once more, I step back from the disgusting White Goo.\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">><<set $Taint += 1>><<else>>Before I even know what I am doing, my lips part, my fingers sliding between them. \n\nThe White Goo's taste fills me with a sudden wave of arousal, my cock surging to full hardness once more in my cum sticky pants. The salty sweet tang of the White Goo lingers on my tongue like honey.\n\nOnce I've sucked all the goo from my fingers, I start to reach out once more. As if in a trance, my fingers stretch towards the White Goo on the ground before me. \n\nSuddenly, I stop short, realizing what I just did.\n\nHorrified at my own actions, I stagger back from the goo, trying to spit the last vestiges of the thick goo from my mouth.\n\nTrembling slightly, I get back to my feet.\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">><<set $Taint += 2>><</if>><<set $Fountain to "Played">>

"You remember anything else about the girl on the waterfront?" I ask.\n\nAaron grimaces, "Sorry, nothing."\n\nAsk about:\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

Opening the front of my pants, my hard <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock springs free. The woman smiles as I step towards her, "Suck it," I say as I approach.\n\nShe moves so she is kneeling before me, her hands reaching towards me, fingers encircling my shaft and pulling lightly to draw me closer.\n\nHer eyes are locked on my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little penis <<else>>cock <<endif>>, her tongue reaching towards my hard member as she opens her mouth and leans in. My eyes drift closed as I prepare to savor the experience.\n\nI feel the tip of her tongue flick along the tip of my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little penis <<else>>cock <<endif>>, a soft groan of approval escapes my lips. A second later, she leans forward again, this time taking the crown of my cock between her lips, her tongue twirling expertly around the tip.\n\nI open my eyes when I feel her mouth withdraw. I see her looking behind herself, the man lifting her hips and lining himself up behind her. Her satisfed moan escapes her lips in announcement of his entry. He doesn't pause, he simply starts to fuck her, his eyes meeting, and holding, my own.\n\nAfter the first few thrust, the woman looks back to me, her mouth quickly returning to my <<if $Taint gte 70>>undersized penis<<else>>cock<<endif>>. The man's thrusts from behind her pushes her forward with every impact of their groins, The woman's head bobs, sliding up and down my <<if $Taint gte 70>>penis <<else>>cock <<endif>>with the force of the man's thrusts. \n\nMy eyes turn away from the man's, turning to the sight of my cock thrusting in and out of the woman's mouth. There's almost no effort on my part as the force of the man's thrusts drives the woman forward, literally fucking her face into my crotch.\n\nIts not long before the man's thrusts become erratic, the thought of him spilling his cum into the woman's cunt is enough to drive me over the edge. I grab the woman's head, holding it in place as my cock<<if $Taint gte 70>>let<<endif>> twitches, throbs, then jerks as I start to fill her mouth with my seed. Spent, I let go of her head and withdraw. \n\nThe woman smiles up at me, a hint of my cum at the corner of her mouth. I see her swallow visibly, her smile crowing at the amused expression on my face.\n\nTucking my rapidly deflating penis back into my pants, I politely excuse myself and exit the room. Closing the door behind myself, [[I head back to my own room.|Your room.]]\n\n\n<<set $Taint += 2>>

Directly north of me, where the street splits towards the residential areas of town, a decent sized two story building dominates the roadside. Dim light filters through uncleaned windows that look ridiculously small in the side of the large building. The peeling paint on the lime green door is in stark contrast with the weathered brown of the rest of the building. I can see several colors of paint on the sign above the door, as if it's been painted a dozen times or more, and every time, it was painted a new color. Looking at the cracked and peeling paint, my best guess is that the most recent painting of the sign was red, with gold lettering. I can read just enough of the sign that I feel safe assuming it reads <<if $Prostitute is "Played">>'<<tavernlink "The Barmaid's Daughter">>.'<<else>>'[[The Barmaids Daughter]]'<<endif>>\n\nAt the end of the street and to my left is the more <<slumlink "run down part of town.">> A cracked and puddle-spotted road winds towards several dozen small houses. If it wasn't for the occasional chimney, thin wisps of smoke creeping out of them into the chill air, I'd almost be able to believe that the whole area had been abandoned to the elements. Soggy laundry hangs from drooping clotheslines between some of the decrepit houses.\n\nAt the end of the street and to my right is the <<richlink "Nice part of town">>, the road is in better repair than anywhere else in town that I've seen. From where I'm standing, I can count six nicer houses. At a glance, I'd guess they are 3-4 bedrooms each, and like the road leading to them, they are in better repair than anything else in this cesspool of a town. That's not to say that they are in good repair, just that I don't feel an immediate need to feel sorry for the residents when I glance that way. Up the hill from those houses is an imposing mansion perched on a steep bluff, looking down on the little town of Wanton Cove.\n\nJust to my left is a store. There's a fresh coat of paint on the walls, but it's clear that whoever painted it never bothered to scrape the old paint before putting a new coat on the walls. The effect leaves the dull blue walls looking like a mixture of boils and rash just under the thin coat of paint. Above the door is a simple sign, but it's so weathered that it's impossible to read. Luckily, etched in the store's main window is the name 'Nadia's <<if $Day gte 2>><<storelink "General Store">><<else>>"General Store"<<endif>>.'\n\nAcross the street, to my right, is a small, <<parklink "overgrown park">>. The bushes and trees are overgrown and untrimmed. The grass is long and mostly brown. From where I am standing, I can see at least two moss covered stone benches in the park, along with the remnants of what might once have been an impressive fountain.\n\nDirectly to the South of me is <<dockslink "the waterfront">>, three old and proud docks reaching out across the water like late afternoon shadows across a street on a sunny day. <<if $JackobsonBluff gte 3>><<set $MansionInvestigate += 1>><<endif>><<if $Day is 3 && $Mansion is "Not Played">>\n\nLooking between the buildings, I can see the mansion looming high on the bluff overlooking Wanton Cove. I pause where I'm standing as I take in the sight, //Time to head up there and be a bit more persistant.//<<set $Mansion to "Played">><<endif>>\n\n<<if $Day is 2>><<set $TomSighting to "Played">><<endif>>

My footsteps echo softly between the nearby dilapidated houses as I walk down the muddy street.\n\nNot watching close enough to where I'm walking, I step in a deep puddle, plunging my shoe into the cold and muddy water.\n\nI curse softly as I feel the water pour over the top of my boot to soak my sock, and foot inside.\n\nTaking an experimental step, I can feel my now wet foot squelch in my boot.\n\nUnhappy, I say a few choice words under my breath.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Run down part of town.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0 and $SailorGoo is "Played">> Walking down the main street running through town, I see something glistening wetly a head of me.\n\nWhen I step forward to investigate, I see a puddle of White Goo on the sidewalk. \n\nIt appears to be the same luminescent White Goo I've seen before.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]\nor\n[[Investigate Closer.|G2]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>I almost step in the White Goo before I see it glowing softly in the clean street.\n\nPausing, I kneel down for a closer look at the White Goo. \n\nIt only takes you a moment to determine that this White Goo looks just like what you've seen before.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]\nor\n[[Investigate Closer.|G2]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 2 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>For just a second, I think I see someone watching me from the corner of a house up a head, but when I turn my attention that direction, I see no sign of anyone.\n\nAs I continue down the street, I make a point of looking beside the house I thought I had seen someone beside, but there is no sign of whoever it may have been.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>>\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]\n<<else>>For just a second, I think I see someone watching me from the corner of a house up a head, but when I turn my attention that direction, I see no sign of anyone.\n\nAs I continue down the street, I make a point of looking beside the house I thought I had seen someone beside, but there is no sign of whoever it may have been.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Nice part of town.]]<</if>>

<<if $Day is 4 && $TWarning is "Not Played">><<set $TWarning to "Played">>When I near Tanya, I see her eyes flicker around the room briefly, then motion me to follow her.\n\nNot sure what she was looking for, I subtly glance around as well, trying not to draw any unwanted attention to myself in doing so. Seeing no one that is taking an active interest in either myself or Tanya, I follow her to a darkened corner of the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nWhen I near her, she takes hold of me, pulling me into a sudden, fierce kiss. I find myself breathless when she finally breaks it. Her lips near my ear she says, "You need to leave this place, take the next boat out of Wanton Cove. //Please.//" I can see the moisture in her eyes, the raw emotion in her voice, "Something's happening around here, and you're becoming part of it."\n\n"What do you mean?" I ask, my voice soft in her ear.\n\n"I've already said too much. There's a ship leaving the cove later today. Please go." Her expression hardens suddenly.\n\nWith a shove that nearly knocks me off my feet, she pushes me away from her. Stepping forward quickly, she slaps me painfully on the face. The sound is like a gunshot in the Barmaid's Daughter that turns every head in the establishment.\n\nFrom the way my cheek is shifting from a numb tension to a stinging fire, I've little doubt that her hand print will be visible on my face shortly. My face twists in anger, prepared to ask her what the hell she think's she's doing, but at that moment, she steps forward, thrusting her finger into my chest, "No freebies!" She yells in my face, "Come back when you have some money!"\n\nBehind me, I can hear several people chuckling to themselves.\n\nWith that, Tanya storms across the establishment towards her usual spot near the bar.\n\n//What the hell just happened?// I wonder, turning back towards the establishment. Most of the people I can see have amused expressions on their faces, but I feel my eyes narrow when I see Aaron standing at the bar, his expression giving away nothing as his gaze shifts between Tanya and myself.\n\nReaching up to my cheek, I can feel the raised welts across my skin where Tanya slapped me.\n\n[[Continue.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<elseif $Settled is "Not Played" and $Pr is "Not Played">><<set $Pr to "Played">>The redheaded girl looks me over, almost like she's undressing me with her eyes.\n\nBefore I can say anything, "You're new to Wanton Cove," She purrs, one of her hands sliding down her side seductively towards her hip.\n\n"Maybe if you come back in a little while, once you're settled in, I can show you a good time?" She says with a playful smile.\n\n"I just might do that." I reply with a faint smile, feeling a stirring of arousal in my loins.\n\n[[Continue.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n<<elseif $Settled is "Not Played" and $Pr is "Played">>\s\nThe redhead's eyes trail up my body, lingering on my crotch for a long moment before they flicker to the bag slung over my shoulder, "Can't find your room?" She asks with a playful smirk.\n\n"Just haven't made it that far yet. I'll get settled in a little bit." I reply.\n\nWith a hint of a smile, she turns her attention to the other patrons of the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\n[[Continue.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n<<elseif $Prostitute is "Played">>\s\n"<<print $PlayerName>>, couldn't stay away from me, could you?" Tanya says with a little smirk.\n\nShe meets my eyes, but not until she's had a good long look at my crotch, arousal clear in her eyes.\n\nI give her a little half smile in return, "Guess not," I reply lightly, "I was actually hoping for a little bit of your time."\n\n"Doesn't everyone?" She says with a smirk, her tone seductive.\n\n <<if $Money gte 10>>\s\n"[[Looking for a good time?]]" Tanya asks, "Or are you just looking to [[chat for a little bit]]?"\n <<else>>\s\n"[[Looking for a good time?|Not Enough Money]]" Tanya asks, "Or are you just looking to [[chat for a little bit]]?\s\n <<endif>>\s\n <<if $Taint gte 40>>\s\n//Maybe she knows something about these changes,// I think, looking down at body, //She had to have noticed by now.//\n\n[[Ask Tanya about your transformation.]]\n<<endif>>\n[[Step away from Tanya.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n\n<<elseif $Settled is "Played">>\s\n<<set $Prostitute to "Played">>\s\n"Well hello," The pretty redheaded girl near the bar says as I approach.\n\nShe extends her hand in greeting. I take it, "Hi."\n\n"I'm Tanya," She purrs.\n\n"<<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>," I reply.\n\nHer smile seems to grow slightly at my name, "it's nice to make your acquaintance," She says, moving over slightly to give me room beside her at the bar.\n\n <<if $Money gte 10>>\s\n"[[Looking for a good time?]]" Tanya asks, "Or are you just looking to [[chat for a little bit]]?"<<else>>\n"[[Looking for a good time?|Not Enough Money]]" Tanya asks, "Or are you just looking to [[chat for a little bit]]\s\n <<endif>>\s\n\n<<if $Taint gte 40>>\s\n//Maybe she knows something about these changes,// I think, looking down at body, //She had to have noticed by now.//\n\n[[Ask Tanya about your transformation.]]\n<<endif>>\n[[Step away from Tanya.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n <<endif>>

[[return|$return]]\n\n!Name:\n<<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>\n\n!Abilities:\nBrawn: <<print $PlayerStrength>>\nIntelligence: <<print $PlayerIntelligence>>\nSocial: <<print $PlayerCharisma>>\n\n!Skills\nBrawling: <<print $PlayerBrawling + $PlayerStrength>>\nEtiquette: <<print $PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma>>\nFirearms: <<print $PlayerFirearms + $PlayerStrength>>\nIntimidation: <<print $PlayerIntimidation + $PlayerStrength>>\nInvestigation: <<print $PlayerInvestigation + $PlayerIntelligence>>\nOccult: <<print $PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence>>\nPerception: <<print $PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence>>\nSecurity: <<print $PlayerSecurity + $PlayerIntelligence>>\nStreetwise: <<print $PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma>>\n\n!Description:\n<<if $Taint lte 4>>\nAge: 48\nAppears: 48\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Very Short Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 180lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Coarse, leathery skin.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Hairy and manly.\nHips: Very Manly\nCock: 6" Cut, and proportionately thick.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 95>>Age: 48\nAppears: 38\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, reaching to the shoulder blades.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 140lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Perfect, smooth, tanned skin. Beautiful, feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Big Breasts, with large sensitive nipples.\nHips: Broad, feminine hips.\nGenitals: Vagina\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 90>>Age: 48\nAppears: 39\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, reaching to the shoulder blades.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 150lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Perfect, smooth, tanned skin. Beautiful, feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Big Breasts, with large sensitive nipples.\nHips: Broad, feminine hips.\nGenitals: Tiny, clit like penis. No balls.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 85>>Age: 48\nAppears: 39\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, reaching to the shoulder blades.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 160lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Big Breasts, with large sensitive nipples.\nHips: Broad, feminine hips.\nGenitals: Tiny, clit like penis. No balls\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 80>>Age: 48\nAppears: 40\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, reaching to the shoulder blades.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 160lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Big Breasts, with large sensitive nipples.\nHips: Feminine.\nCock: 1" and proportionately tiny. No balls.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 75>>Age: 48\nAppears: 40\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, shoulder length.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Slightly feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Full Breasts, big sensitive nipples.\nHips: Feminine.\nCock: 1" and proportionately tiny. No balls.\n<<elseif $Taint gte 70>>Age: 48\nAppears: 41\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, shoulder length.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Slightly feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color. <<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Breasts, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Feminine.\nCock: 2" Cut, and proportionately small.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 65>>Age: 48\nAppears: 41\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, shoulder length.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Androgynous, almost feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Breasts, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Moderately feminine.\nCock: 2" Cut, and proportionately small.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>>\n<<elseif $Taint gte 60>>Age: 48\nAppears: 42\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, shoulder length.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Androgynous, almost feminine features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Breasts, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Moderately feminine.\nCock: 3" Cut, and proportionately small.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>>\n<<elseif $Taint gte 55>>Age: 48\nAppears: 42\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown, shoulder length.\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Moderately androgynous features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Small breasts with small, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Moderately feminine.\nCock: 3" Cut, and proportionately small.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>>\n<<elseif $Taint gte 50>>Age: 48\nAppears: 43\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Moderately androgynous features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Small breasts with small, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Moderately feminine.\nCock: 4" Cut, and proportionately average.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 45>>Age: 48\nAppears: 43\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Moderately androgynous features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Slightly swollen with small, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Slightly feminine.\nCock: 4" Cut, and proportionately average.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 40>>Age: 48\nAppears: 44\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Slightly androgynous features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Slightly swollen with small, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Slightly feminine.\nCock: 4" Cut, and proportionately average.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 35>>Age: 48\nAppears: 44\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin. Slightly androgynous features.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Smooth with slightly swollen, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Slightly feminine.\nCock: 4.5" Cut, and proportionately average.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 30>>Age: 48\nAppears: 45\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Smooth with slightly swollen, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Slightly feminine.\nCock: 4.5" Cut, and proportionately average.\n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 25>>Age: 48\nAppears: 45\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Smooth, tanned skin.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Smooth with slightly swollen, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Average\nCock: 5.5" Cut, and proportionately thick. \n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 20>>Age: 48\nAppears: 46\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 175lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Tanned skin.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Manly with slightly swollen, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Average\nCock: 5.5" Cut, and proportionately thick. \n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 15>>Age: 48\nAppears: 46\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Short Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 180lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Tanned skin.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Manly with slightly swollen, sensitive nipples.\nHips: Manly\nCock: 5.5" Cut, and proportionately thick. \n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 10>>Age: 48\nAppears: 47\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Short Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 180lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Tanned weathered skin.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nChest: Hairy and manly.\nHips: Manly\nCock: 6" Cut, and proportionately thick. \n<<if $Mutation gte 9>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is too large for my face, my teeth sharp and serrated. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. Along my neck are three leathery folds on each side, almost like the start of gills.<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>There is a thick membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to nearly black and have become hard as a talon. <<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>There is a thin membrane between my fingers, almost like the webbing between a frog's toes. My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray. <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My mouth is just a little large for my face, my teeth sharper than the once were. On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>On my hands, my finger nails have darkened to a dark shade of gray.<<endif>><<elseif $Taint gte 5>>Age: 48\nAppears: 47\nEye Color: <<if $Mutation gte 9>>My too large eyes are <<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>My slightly too large eyes are <<endif>>Grey\nHair: Very Short Brown\nHeight: 5' 10"\nWeight: 180lbs\nComplexion: <<if $Mutation gte 7>>My skin is rough, almost scaly in places.<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>My skin is rough to the touch, almost pebbely in places,<<else>>Tanned leathery skin.<<endif>> <<if $Mutation gte 5>>My skin has taken on a grayish green shade of color.<<elseif $Mutation gte 1>>My skin has taken on a slightly gray shade.<<endif>>\nHips: Manly\nChest: Hairy and manly.\nCock: 6" Cut, and proportionately thick. <<endif>>\n\n[[return|$return]]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

In the wake of the sudden violence, the sounds of the waves breaking on the shoreline makes a surreal backdrop to the roaring of my pulse in my ears.\n\n<<if $EnemyFlee is "true">> <<else>><<if $weaponChance lte 5>>\nTaking a moment to search the body:\n\nI found <<print $AmmoLoot>> rounds of ammunition.<<set $Ammo = $Ammo + $AmmoLoot>>\n\nI found $<<print $MoneyLoot>>.<<set $Money = $Money + $MoneyLoot>>\n<<else>>Taking a moment to search the body:\n\nI found $<<print $MoneyLoot>>.<<set $Money = $Money + $MoneyLoot>><</if>><</if>>\n\n[[Continue.|the waterfront]]\n\n

From the top of the bluff, I feel like I can see forever into the cloud shrouded distance.\n\nThe choppy waters churn angrily amongst the rocks below, building a foamy white froth near the cliff face. Further out to sea, the waters stretch into a pertetual gray that blends so seamlessly into the distance that I am unable to tell where the water ends and the sky begins.\n\nTurning, my eyes sweep over the little town of Wanton Cove below. From where I am standing, I can clearly see the entire town. It feels so small and insignifican't from my high perch upon the bluff. My gaze only lingers for a few short seconds before loosing interest in the vew.\n\n<<if $JackobsonBluff is 1>>Thinking about what both Aaron and Mr Jackobson said about Pastor Erkon's suicide, [[I feel drawn to investigate the area further.]]\n\n<</if>>Finally, I settle my attention on the mansion dominating the bluff's peak. The old mansion looks tired, the dark paint is pealing in places, the porch sagging into the earth, giving it a slant. The rain streaked windows ase dull and dirty, heavy gray drapes hanging limply behind the windows to obscure whatever may be behind them.\n\n<<if $Mansion is "Played">>[[Knock on the Mansion door.|MansionAnswer]]<<else>>[[Knock on the Mansion door.]]<</if>><<if $C2B is "Played">>\n\n<<cavelink "Enter the cave.">><<endif>>\n\n<<richlink "Head back towards Wanton Cove.">>

I make it inside the Church just in time. I've barely cleared the threshold before the sky looses a torrent of rain, as if every Angel in Heaven burst into tears at that very moment. Above my head, the heavy rain sounds like thunder against the [[old roof of the Church.|stepping carefully inside.]]

<<if $Taint lte 54>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the muddy path, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The wet cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The sounds of rain striking the trees leaves is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//What the fuck does he think// he's //doing?// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He wouldn't have, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold wet of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing wet and chilled, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My mouth feels a little slimy and tastes faintly of salt. Turning my head to the side, I spit a mouth full of whitish plhegm at the ground beside me before wiping my mouth with the back of my sleeve.<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><<elseif $Taint lte 94>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I fall to my knees, badly hurt. Pitching face first into the muddy path, the world seems to spin wildly as it fades slowly in and out.\n\nI'm only dimly aware of someone's hands on my body, //I'm being robbed?// I have time to wonder before the world fades to black.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. The cold wet of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff.\n\nI notice that my pants are pulled low around my waist, as if my assailant had tried to pull them off of me, then gave up. \n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers and a good night's sleep won't fix.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I sag to the cold, wet ground. The soft wishper of light rain falling is an odd contrast to my pulse thundering in my ears.\n\nBefore me, I can see my assailant unbuckling his pants, his abnormally large cock swinging free.\n\n//Please don't.// I have time to think before my eyes roll back and I loose consciousness.\n\nA short time later, I come too with a pained groan. My mouth tastes of bitter salt, my tongue feels like it has a thin coating of slime on it, //He did, . . // I quickly push the unsettling thought off to the side. \n\nThe cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, leaving me fealing chilled and stiff, every movement causing a sound of displeasure to escape my lips.\n\nIt takes me several moments to assess the extent of my injuries, //I'll live,// I think glumly, staggering to my feet, //Its nothing some pain killers, a bottle of beer, and a good night's sleep won't fix.//\n\n<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I've barely the strength to stand when my assailant steps forward. His fist strikes me in the stomach with enough force to drive the air from my lungs. \n\nGasping for breath, my vision fades.\n\nI don't know how long I was out for, but the cold of the ground has had time to seep into my body, making me ache as I move to get up. My ass hurts slightly, my pants tangled around my ankles. Reaching back, I touch my tender ass, my fingers coming away with what is clearly cum on my fingertips, //What the fuck is wrong with these people?//\n\nPulling my pants back up and securing my belt, I shudder slightly, not entirely from the cold.<<set $Taint += 3>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><<else>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>Stepping forward, my assailant grabs hold of a fist full of my hair, throwing me to the muddy path. \n\nI catch myself on my hands and knees, my whole world tilting wildly as I try to stay upright. A familiar sound, but one I have difficulty placing in my disoriented state, cuts through the soundof my labored breathing. Turning towards the sound, I see my assailant moving towards me, his zipper down as he fishes his big dick out through the hole. //A zipper.// I think with disgust.\n\nThe man grabs a fist full of my hair again, slapping my face hard. Stars burst forth before my eyes, "Bitch needs to learn her place," He growls.\n\nBefore I have time to figure out what he means, I feel his hard cock shove past my lips into my mouth. I gag from the sudden intrusion, his firm grip on my hair keeps me from jerking away from his offending member. The man fucks my face savagely for maybe a dozen thrusts, then shoves me back down into the muddy path. \n\nI start trying to get up, but I feel his booted foot placed on my ass, then he pushes hard, sending me sprawling in the mud. I'm barely to my hands and knees again before I feel his rough hands on my hips, grabbing my pants and pulling them down almost to my knees with one savage yank.\n\nThe cool air on my ass, and alarmingly wet pussy makes me shiver. A feminine whimper, touched with a hint of fear, excapes my lips. The sound of my own voice, a clear indication of how much I've changed since arriving in Wanton Cove, frightens me almost as much as the realization that I'm about to be raped by this man.\n\nA second pull of my pants pulls them past my knees to tangle around my ankles. Before I can even fully assess my options, I feel both of the man's hands on my hips as he starts to shuffle into place behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\n<</if>>Within moments, the man's thrusting rhythmically into my pussy, the wet sounds filling me with embarrassment as I realize much of it is from the wetness of my own arousal.\n\nIts not long before my own hips are thrusting back to meet his own. The satisfied groan that escapes his lips only serves to make me blush crimson, his own thrusts starting to come quicker.\n\nI can feel a pressure starting to build within me, my pussy's rough fucking sending waves of pleasure through me.\n\nThe man thrusts forward suddenly, holding himself deep within my depths, his cock pressing firmly against my cervix. His cock pulses within me, hot cum exploding against my cerivix in jet after jet of his seed.\n\nMy own pussy convulses, like a massive wave crashing against the shore, the walls of my pussy milking his tool of his cum.\n\nThe man withdraws slowly, I can feel a trickle of his cum slip from my pussy to run slowly down my thigh.\n\nBreathing heavily, I lay face down in the cold, muddy path, my ass up in the air. Behind me, I can hear the man zip his pants back up, then a satisfied chuckle from him before his footsteps retreat into the distance.\n\nBarely fighting back a sob, I spend a few seconds cleaning myself up, then quickly dress myself.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>The man steps towards me in a swift motion, like a cobra striking. His fist flashes out, catching me in the stomach, the air in my lungs expells violently, leaving me gasping to regain my breath. \n\nMy assailant wastes no time in shoving me down on my back on the cold, muddy path. With a ferral grin, he pounces on me, one of his hands going around my throat while the other goes to the front of my pants, working to free me of my belt and pants. \n\n<<if ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 7>>Batting and clawing futilely at the arm holding my throat and thrashing wildly beneath him, the man barely acknowledges that I'm trying to break free of his grip.\n\nTugging at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly uncaring of my own pleasure, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) lte 12>>Clawing and batting at the arm around my throat, my efforts are rewarded with a backhand to my face that leaves me seeing stars. \n\nWith his grip firmer than before, I have small satisfaction at the sight of blood trickling down his arm where my fingernails have gouged deep scratches in the flesh of his arm.\n\nTugging once more at my pants, I feel the fabric pull down past my hips, then past my knees before tangling around my ankles. A second later, he tries to pry my knees apart, the cool air on my exposed pussy having an instant sobering effect on me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Manhandling me, his grip on me just the wrong side of pain. In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.\n\nClearly enjoying my discomfort, the man fucks me with hard, rapid strokes. The roughness of of the act, combined with my not being ready for the intrusion, makes it feel like I'm being fucked with sandpaper. In spite of my best efforts, I can hear my own cries of discomfort carrying on the cool air.\n\nThankfully, the man does not last long. Within a couple of minutes, I feel him thrust deep within me one last time, his body tensing as I feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my pussy.\n\nAlmost as soon as he's finished, he pulls out of me, his withering cock on full display as he pulls his pants up.\n\nWith a smirk in my direction, the man strolls off as if nothing untoward had happened.\n\nIn his wake, I scramble to get my clothing back in place.\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>><</if>><<elseif ($PlayerStrength + $PlayerBrawling) gte 13>>Struggling beneath him, I dig my fingernails deep into the flesh of the man's wrist, probing for the nerve I know is there.\n\nThe man lets out an angry hiss as his grip loosens. Taking advantage of his distraction, I drive my knee up between his legs with enough force to knock him off of me. \n<</if>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Wish a firm push, the man sends me sprawling across the muddy path in the poor part of town.\n\nI barely manage to get to my hands and knees as I try to stand back up when his boot catches me in the ribs. I gasp for breath, the sound a rasping groan as I curl in on myself, my arms protectively over my middle.\n\nA moment later, the man is on me, his hands pulling at my pants. I curl into a tighter ball, trying to make it more difficult to remove my pants, but the errort proves futile. The man half picks me up with the next pull, I think I hear something start to tear, then my pants pull free suddenly, reaching my knees before they catch again.\n\nThe man places a dirty boot on my ass as he pulls one more time, my pants passing my knees to tangle around my ankles.\n\nThe man's caloused hands grip my hips, pulling me to my hands and knees.\n\n//Crack!// His hand strikes my ass with a sound that seems to carry into the distance. A soft chuckle escapes his lips, one of his hands sliding between my legs to brush my moist slit.\n\n"All ready then," The man growls, obviously pleased at my wetness. \n\nThen I feel the man moving behind me, spreading my legs as much as the tangled pants around my ankles will allow as he moves into position behind me.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>In spite of my struggles, its only a moment before I feel the searing hot flesh of a male penis brush between my legs. \n\nWith practiced ease, he lines himself up and thrusts. \n\nUnprepared for the rough intrusion, I cry out at the painful entry, the sound catching in my throat when I feel a sharp stab of pain when he breaks my hymen, //Did he just?// I barely have time to think as he pulls back, shoving forward a second time as he hilts himself inside of my virgin pussy.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>The man's grip is firm and my struggles are largely ineffective. I shriek, partly in fear and partly in rage as I feel his cock probe at my opening. \n\nWith a pleased growl, he thrusts forward, shoving his considerable length into me in a single savage thrust. Not bothering to give me enough time to recover from the violent intrusion, he pulls back and slams his cock into my pussy a second time.<</if>>\n\nA few more thrusts and my body begins to respond on its own. I try desperately to ignore the pleasure, but it only takes a little while before I can feel my body building towards a powerful orgasm.\n\nThe man's cock inside of me glides in and out like a well oiled piston, sending waves of pleasure through me. I can feel his pace becoming erratic, his thrusts becoming more insistant as he begins to near his peak.\n\nMy entire body tenses and trembles as my orgasm crashes over me like a massive wave. Behind me, the man holds onto my hips, hilting his throbbing cock deep inside of me.\n\nWith my pussy quivering around the cock probing my womb, I feel the man's penis pulse and jerk inside of me, filling me with a warmth that seems to seep into my soul.\n\nUncerimoniously, the man pulls out, I can feel his cum dribbling down the inside of my thigh.\n\nThe man pulls his pants up, already walking away without so much as a glance back at me.<<set $Taint += 4>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>><</if>><<set $CharHP = 1>>\n\n[[Continue.|Trail]]\n

"The shoulder appears to be dislocated, do you know of anyone around Wanton Cove who is capable of doing something like that?" I ask.\n\nAaron looks at the body, his eyes lingering for a few seconds, "Plenty of people around here have the strength, but the worst we ever see around here is an occasional brawl in the Barmaid's Daughter," He pauses, "You sure it couldn't have happened when the body washed up on shore? Those waves can have a lot of force when they throw something at these rocks."\n\nI nod, seeing the logic of what he's saying.\n\n[[You have any idea who she was?]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?]]<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?]]<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?]]<</if>><<if $B1Water is "Played">>\n[[Any idea how long she might have been in the water?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

I can hear the rain coming down again, harder than usual this time. From the roof, I can hear the roar of large drops of rain pummeling the roof of the building.\n\nGlancing out a shop's window, I can see the rain, falling so hard that I can barely see out the window.\n\nI can't help but be a little [[thankful to not be outside right now.|General Store]]

"I'm going to guess that <<print $Money>> bucks isn't going to get me very far with you?" I ask. I'm pretty sure I already know the answer.\n\nShe gives you a sad little smile, "Sorry hun. Maybe another time?"\n\n"Can't blame a guy for trying," I say lightly.\n\n[[Continue talking with Tanya.|Tanya]]\nor\n[[Step away from Tanya.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

"And why do you say that, friend?" I ask pleasantly.\n\n<<if ($PlayerStreetwise + $PlayerCharisma) gte 10>>"Just leave," His eyes meet mine, "While you still can." He says ominously.\n\nNothing bothering to wait until I reply, Cobb pushes off the wall and starts to walk away without another word.\n\n<<else>>Cobb shakes his head, almost sadly before pushing off of the wall behind him and starting to walk away.\n\n<</if>>I start to open my mouth to call after him, but decide against it. //Plenty of time to find him and continue the conversation later. Besides, maybe someone else will be more forthcoming.//\n\n<<if $SailorGoo1 is "Played">>\nI stand where I was until Cobb is out of sight. Once I'm convinced that he's gone, I kneel down for a better look at whatever he felt the need to hide from me.\n\nOn the ground is a small puddle of some kind of White Goo, Cobb's boot-print still partially visible in it. As I look, I can see that the White Goo is putting off a faint glow.\n\nInspecting further, it's easy to see that the White Goo appears thick, but fluid.\n\nSighing, I look in the direction that Cobb went one last time, then turn my attention towards the main street through town.<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>>\n\n[[Head into the center of town.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>Crossing the bar, you're stopped by someone grabbing your arm.\n\nTurning, you come face to face with a gruff looking sailor, "You owe me an apology," He growls, "You made me spill my drink."\n\nI look at the empty glass in the man's hand, then at the floor near his feet, seeing no sign of the fluid.\n\n<<if $PlayerEttiquette gte 12>>"Sorry friend," I say in an effort to defuse the situation, "Maybe I can buy you another to make up for it?" \n\n"How about you let me shove this glass up your ass instead," He growls. \n\nI barely have time to react before the man throws a punch at me. <<elseif $PlayerEttiguette gte 7>>"Sorry about that," I say, taking half a step away from him.\n\n"You don't sound sorry," He growls.\n\nAs he reaches for me with one hand, I see his other hand balling into a fist.<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>Someone lashes out with their foot, sending me staggering.\n\nAs I catch my balance again, I turn. A man, sitting at a table with several other people, chuckles.\n\n"What was that about?" I demand, my tone more angry than I had intended.\n\n"Maybe I just don't like you?" The sailor says with a growl.\n\nI bristle at the man's tone, biting back a retort.\n\n"No bright comeback?" He laughs again, coming to his feet.\n\nI fight the urge to reach for my .38 Special, I ball my hands into fists instead. \n\nThe man steps closer, his own hands balling into fists.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Beside me, I can see a woman bouncing up and down in one man's lap, her long skirt hiked up around her hips. I can see another woman under the table, her face near where the two people's groins touch as her tongue lapping at the man's balls.\n\nWhen the man sees me glance his way, he becomes visibly annoyed, "Wait your fucking turn," He growls.\n\nTurning away, I start to step away from where the man is engaged with the two ladies.\n\nA surprised yelp turns my attention back to the man. He's fastening his belt, while the woman who was just in his lap is picking her up off the floor.\n\n"Don't you walk away from me while I'm talking to you!" The man lurches towards me.\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>[[Fight|TavernFight]]\n\n<<silently>>\n<<set $playerAction to "duncel">>\n<<set $EnemyFlee to "False">>\n<<set $enemyBrawl = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyFirearms = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyDefense = random(2,15)>>\n<<set $enemyHP = random(3,5)>>\n<<set $weaponChance = "fists">><</silently>> \s

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Looking both ways, I don't see anyone else around. Moving quickly to a space between two houses, I kneel in the soggy grass.\n\nThe dog follows me, watching me cautiously. When it nears my side, I reach under it, wrapping my fingers around its length.\n\nIt lets out a little whimper, pulling away slightly, but then stops. \n\nI slide my fingers along its length, the dog's hips twitching. Holding his cock firmly, I give it a couple of pulls, the god lets out a little whine then its hips begin to thrust rapidly.\n\nIts everything I can do to hold onto the dogs big red cock. My eyes wide as I watch the tapered head of its cock slide past my palm with every rapid thrust.\n\nI kneel closer, aiming the cock directly at myself, watching the tapered cock stab towards me with every thrust of the dog's hips, droplets of doggy precum flicking through the air. One drop strikes my lips, my tongue darting out to taste the oddly sweet flavor before I even realize what I'm doing. \n\nMy hand reaches into my pants, taking hold of my own throbbing <<if $Taint gte 70>>dicklet<<else>>manhood<<endif>>, stroking it in time with the dog's violent thrusts. \n\nIts not long before the dog's thrust become erratic. I learn forward suddenly, taking the tip of its cock between my lips just a split secong before a stream of doggy cum splashes against my teeth and onto my tongue. At the same time, my own<<if $Taint gte 70>> little<<endif>> cock jerks in my pants, splattering my own cum all over the inside of my pants.\n\nShocked at what I had just done, I spit the contents of my mouth into the mud and stand up. The dog just looks up at me, its tongue hanging out of its mouth as it pants. \n\n[[Leave.|Run down part of town.]]<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $Depravity += 2>>

<<set $MorichiDaughter to 3>>Mr Morichi leads me through the house. Twice along the way, we encounter naked ladies in the hallways. Neither show even a hint of shame at their state of undress, and the way they looked at me with hungry eyes makes me feel like I'm in the presence of predators. \n\nThe girls greet Mr Morichi as they pass, but with the exception of a few quick words of greeting shared between them, the girls do not linger.\n\nPart of me wants to ask Mr Morichi about all of the ladies in his house, and their casual fetishism, but I'm unable to figure out //how// to ask.\n\nReaching a door, indistinguishable from any of the dozen or more that we've already passed, he stops. Looking at me, Mr Morichi's expression is unreadable. \n\nThen with a little sigh, he reaches out to knock on the door.\n\nThere is no response.\n\n"Azami, its your father. Are you decent?" He calls through the door. But again, there is no reply from the other side.\n\nReaching into his pocket, Mr Morichi produces a key and unlocks the door.\n\n[[Opening the door.|Azami Exit]]

"You've lived in Wanton Cove your entire life?" I ask.\n\n"Unfortunately so," Mr Morichi replies with a wry grin, "Though not a day goes by that I dont wonder why I stay."\n\n"Having lived here for so long, I'm sure you know things about the island that an outsider wouldnt," Even as I ask the question, I wonder what kind of insights I might gain from his knowledge of the island.\n\n"Not really," He dashes my hopes, but then I can see the faint smile at the corner of his lips as he watches me out of the corner of his eye, "But I'll see what I can share."\n\nHe spends nearly a minute seemingly in thought, sipping lightly at his tea, before he finally speaks, "Wanton Cove is a fishing town, without the fishing this town would be empty within a year. But then, you probably had already figured that much."\n\n"Hmmm," Mr Morichi sighs, "Things you may not know though."\n\nHe sips at his tea again, "There is a small cave near the woodline up here on the bluff, that cave reaches a long way back and takes you into a huge cave that many of the locals refer to as the cathedral. I used to play in that cave occasionally as a child, but I have lost track of where exactly the opening is in recent years. Its nearly impossible to find if you don't know where to look."\n\nLooking thoughtful again, he then adds, "For the last couple of years there has been talk about a man living out in the forest. I hear he is dangerous and has attacked a couple of people in the past, though its always 'a friend of a friend,' or 'someone I know' instead of first hand accounts, so that may just be hearsay. The thing that makes him insteresting however is that no one knows who he is, or how he came to be on this island."\n\nA slight enigmatic smile finds its way onto Mr Morichi's lips.\n\nThe silenct stretches for a few seconds, punctuated by the soft sound of Mr Morichi sipping at his tea. Finally I ask, "Interesting, is there anything else worth mentioning?"\n\nMr Morichi pauses, then sits his teacup down. Placing one hand over his heart, "You wound me friend," I can tell from his expression that he's having a little fun at my expense again, "I give you the two best pieces of gossip I have, and its not good enough for you?"\n\n"I wouldn't be much of a detective if I didn't ask," I reply with a smirk that I'm unable to suppress.\n\nMr Morichi lets out a bark of laughter, then takes a deep breath, "You my friend are a shooting star in this gloomy world. Let no man extinguise your fire."\n\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about his family.]]<<if $MorichiDaughter gte 1>>\n\n[[Ask about Mr Morichi's daughter.]]<<endif>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<</if>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]

Over at the bar, I see a single person, feminine in build, sitting at the bar alone.\n\nIn spite of several people being in the tavern at the moment, it's almost as if the person is sitting alone in the room. \n\nI see the person take a slow sip from their tankard.\n\nI'm tempted to move closer, to see what about the figure keeps the others so readily away, but even as the thought crosses my mind, the figure tosses a few coins on the bar and starts walking towards the exit.\n\nWhen the figure passes me, I see a filthy female, as if she had washed her face in mud and grime. She makes eye contact with me, and for a split second, she breaks into a toothy grin, if you can call it that. Her teeth are black and broken, caked in plaque. For a heart beat, I think I see something move along her gum line.\n\nI blanch at the sight, stepping back from her to give her easy passage through the room. I stare at her back as she exit's the tavern, the shock obvious on my face to anyone who might be looking.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

[[return|$return]]\n\nThe Barmaid's Daughter:\nThe Barmaid's Daughter was once the community house of Wanton Cove where nearly all of the settlers lived while the rest of the town was built around it. \n\nIn the fledgling years of the town, the building served as a meeting place for the town. However, after Zodak Alhazred's death, the building became the tavern you see today, though it was originally known as the Wanton Cove Tavern. In the mid 1800's, a barmaid won ownership of the establishment in a card game and named it after her daughter Isabella. In the coming years, the locals jokingly called the tavern 'The Barmaid's Daughter'. The name stuck, and the name was officially changed several years later.\n\nTo this day, the Barmaid's Daughter is still used as a meeting place for the locals, and the upper floor which served as a brothel in the early years of the town now serves as an inn for travelers visiting Wanton Cove.\n\nThe Alhazred Mansion:\nOnce the site of Zodak Alhazred's home. The house fell into the sea along with its owner during one of the harsh storms that frequently batter the island. After the house had fallen into the sea, Zodak Alhazred's bastard son took his father's name and built a grand mansion in his father's name. \n\nWhile the house has since fallen into disrepair, the current owner is a descendant of our town's founder, Zodak Alhazred.\n\nThe Mysterious Fountain:\nThe fountain that most people notice in the park upon arriving in Wanton Cove predates the town. Like the scattered ruins on the island, this fountain appears ancient. \n\nNo one knows who built the fountain, or the ruins for that matter. And the strange engravings on the fountain have proven indecipherable through the years, though many have tried.\n\nThe Cathedral:\nThe Cathedral is not a man made feature of the island, instead it is a natural formation, one of the many caves that have been found on the island. \n\nThe Cathedral can be found down one of the forest trails near the town of Wanton Cove, its entrance nearly invisible if you dont know where to look. \n\nThrough a small opening in a hillside, a short tunnel leads to a cavernous natural chamber littered with stone artifacts from whoever once inhabited the island. Additionally, the walls are engraved as far as the eye can see with engravings similar to those found on the town's fountain. \n\nDominating the chamber are a pair of unsettling statues. The larger of the two is a hunched male figure with a face like an octopus and small bat like wings on its back. \n\nThe second is more difficult to describe, but appears to be a mixture of male and female. The body is feminine, with ample breasts on its chest, but it has an unnaturally large phallus jutting forward from its crotch. Most disturbing is the smooth surface where the statue's face should be. The stone the statue is carved from is marbled with black giving it the unsettling appearance of tentacles.\n\nThough no one knows for sure, its rumored that these statues represented two gods worshiped by the island's former inhabitants.\n\n[[Return to Table of Contents.|Wanton Cove History Book]]\n\n[[return|$return]]

<<if $Depravity lte 5>>Part of me still wants to flee the room as I discard the last of my clothes at the foot of the bed.\n\nMy hands instinctively move to cover my body as both the man and woman look at me, approval in their eyes as they admire my body.\n\nSlowly, I begin to crawl into the bed before me, the woman moving to make more room for me, the man standing and walking around the foot of the bed behind me. \n\nOnce on the bed, I roll onto my back, my arms still covering my body as best they can.\n\nThe woman moves to sit behind my head, her arms reaching out to caress my own, her breasts dangling above my face. The woman continues to lean further and further forward as her fingertips trace down my arms towards my hands, until she entertwines her fingers with my own. \n\nWith only a token resistance from me, the woman pulls my arms up above my head and holds them there. The look of aproval from the man sends a shiver through me.\n\nStepping forward, the man's hands part my thighs, his course fingers tracing over the sensitive flesh. \n\nOnce my legs are spread, my labia parted to expose my new pussy in all its glory, the man leans forward, kissing first the inside of my thigh, then my pussy. I close my eyes, smelling the woman's arousal as I moan softly in response to the man's attentions. Within seconds, my pussy is soaked and aching for more.\n\nA soft whimper escapes my lips when his lips leave my pussy. Opening my eyes, I see him standing at the foot of the bed, his erection throbbing as he begins to climb onto the bed between my legs.\n\nI can feel the woman's grip tighten on my hands, the man's hands moving to hold my legs spread for him. I can do little more than watch as he moves himself into position.<<elseif $Depravity lte 7>>The last of my clothes fall to the floor around me. Nervous excitement fills me as I near the bed.\n\nIt only takes me seconds to climb onto the bed and roll onto my back. The man's smile shows that he approves. \n\nThe woman leans down towards me, kissing me lightly on the lips. A second later, I feel one of her soft hands on my breast as she begins lightly caressing the sensitive flesh, Meanwhile, the man's hands gently part my thighs. The coolness of the air on my wet pussy sends a little shiver through me.\n\nWasting no time, I feel the man moving into position between my legs, his cock brushing the inside of my thigh before it finds its way to my pussy.<<elseif $Depravity gte 9>>Shuking the last of my clothes, I can't help but smile a little as I jump onto the bed, bouncing once before coming to rest on my back.\n\nThe couple wastes no time closing in on me. The woman's fingers slide between my legs, smiling at my wetness I reach down, using my fingers to part my folds, exposing my pussy to the couple. \n\nSeeing how wet I already am, the man begins to climb onto the foot of the bed.\n\nThe woman moves to give the man room, instead turning her attention upwards, her hands finding their way to my breasts where she begins to tease the nipples and gently knead the sensitive flesh.\n\nA moment later, I feel the tip of the man's cock brush the outside of my pussy.<</if>>\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as he settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me in earnest.<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes the man a moment to line himself up with my aching hole. With a gentle nudge, he presses forward, his cock sliding slowly into my pussy. \n\nThe man pulls back, then thrusts forward as he begins to fuck me.<</if>>\n\nThe feeling of the man's cock sliding in and out of my tight hole fills me with almost overwhelming pleasure. I find myself unable to focus my attention on anything but the incredible feeling of him thrusting repeatedly into me.\n\nIts not long before I can feel pressure building within my belly, my pussy throbbing.\n\nThe man's thrusts start to come faster, more frantic, and I've little doubt that he's nearing his climax. \n\nThe mere thought of this man, this stranger, cumming inside of my new pussy is enough to bring my own orgasm crashing over me with a surprising suddenness. When my cunt clamps down, throbbing around his invading member, I feel him jerk inside of me, filling me with a sudden warmth as he begins to fill me with his seed.\n\nWhen my orgasm begins to subside, the man withdraws from my well used pussy, a trickle of his seed sliding from my hole.\n\nIt takes me more than a minute before I regain enough of my strength to crawl from the bed.\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>Grabbing my clothes, I begin to dress myself, mildly self conscious of the fact that I'm standing naked, //female//, before these two people, the inside of my thighs plastered with the man's cum.\n\nOnce dressed, I quietly slip from the room.<<elseif $Depravity lte 8>>Slipping from the bed, I glance at the couple. Both are watching me with happy little smiles on their lips.\n\nI give a little smile back before dressing myself.<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>Climbing off of the bed, I see that the couple is watching me. The woman's hand is wrapped around the man's cock, stroking it back to hardness.\n\nI fight the urge to climb back onto the bed for a second round, but finally convince myself to get dressed instead.<</if>>\n\n[[I return to my room.|Your room.]]<<set $Depravity += 1>>

Making my way down the stairs into the Barmaid's Daughter, I hear a pair of sailors speaking.\n\n"-that mess on the waterfront yesterday?" I catch from the first man.\n\nThe second, feminine man replies, "Yeah, her body was all bloated like she had been in the water for a while."\n\nThe first man notices me, closing his mouth and leaning back in his seat.\n\n"What you guys talking about?" I inquire.\n\n"Nothing much," The feminine man answers me, not bothering to even look my way.\n\n//If these guys are not interested in sharing, maybe Aaron can shead some light on things.//\n\nLooking towards the bar, I see Aaron wiping the counter.\n\n[[Go talk to Aaron.]]<<set $Body1 to "Played">>

I barely take notice as I reach the end of the dock, as the sound of my boot steps against the wooden dock are replaced by the sound of my hard soles striking the stone waterfront.\n\nI meet the man's eyes, and he shoots back a look I've seen a thousand times before. That look that says he knows why I'm here, but he's has no intention of telling me anything useful.\n\n"Hey," I call non-commitaly as I close the rest of the distance between us.\n\n"Hey." He replies flatly, his voice holding a tiny hint of femininity, "If you're looking for a room, check the Barmaid's Daughter at the end of the street." His tone is dismissing, as if he doesn't want to talk any further. My eyes follow where he points, guess I was right about the tavern.\n\n[[Continue trying to talk with the old sailor.]]\nor\n[[Head into the center of town.|getTownLink()]]

At 48 years of age, I've served my country through the end of the war. Afterwards, I joined the force, spent almost twenty-five years trying to make the streets a safer place. Two of that was spent trying to solve a case that couldn't be solved. I turned in my badge when they told me to file the case away and move on.\n\nI've lived the two years since at the bottom of a bottle.\n\nI was never a particularly large man. Standing at 5' 10" and 180lbs. \n\nMy square jaw perpetually sports about three days worth of stubble, just a hint of grey near the temples. My brown hair is thick, but cut short.\n\nAbove my beak like nose, my grey eyes are sharp and alert. \n\nI'm not fat, but I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a hint of belly on me, a bit of fat over what was once a well toned body back in my prime.\n\n[[Notes about creating your character.]]\n\n!Your name:\n<table class="stats">\n\n<tr>\n<th>First Name:</th>\n<td><<textbox "$PlayerName" "John">></td>\n</tr>\n<tr>\n<th>Last Name:</th>\n<td><<textbox "$PlayerName2" "Doe">></td>\n</tr>\n</table>\n!Attributes:\n<table class="stats">\n\n<tr>\n<th>Brawn:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerStrength>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if $PlayerStrength lt 10 and $PlayerPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerStrength++, $PlayerPoints-->>\n <<replace "#stats-str">><<print $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#pointbuy">><<print $PlayerPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $PlayerPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#skills-link">>[[Next|Character Skills]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if $PlayerStrength gt 1>>\n <<set $PlayerStrength--, $PlayerPoints++>>\n <<replace "#stats-str">><<print $PlayerStrength>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#pointbuy">><<print $PlayerPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $PlayerPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#skills-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Intelligence:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerIntelligence>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if $PlayerIntelligence lt 10 and $PlayerPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerIntelligence++, $PlayerPoints-->>\n <<replace "#stats-int">><<print $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#pointbuy">><<print $PlayerPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $PlayerPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#skills-link">>[[Next|Character Skills]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if $PlayerIntelligence gt 1>>\n <<set $PlayerIntelligence--, $PlayerPoints++>>\n <<replace "#stats-int">><<print $PlayerIntelligence>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#pointbuy">><<print $PlayerPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $PlayerPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#skills-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n\n<tr>\n<th>Social:</th>\n<td><<print $PlayerCharisma>></td>\n<td>( <<click "[+]">>\n <<if $PlayerCharisma lt 10 and $PlayerPoints gt 0>>\n <<set $PlayerCharisma++, $PlayerPoints-->>\n <<replace "#stats-cha">><<print $PlayerCharisma>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#pointbuy">><<print $PlayerPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $PlayerPoints eq 0>>\n <<replace "#skills-link">>[[Next|Character Skills]]<</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n / \s\n<<click "[-]">>\n <<if $PlayerCharisma gt 1>>\n <<set $PlayerCharisma--, $PlayerPoints++>>\n <<replace "#stats-cha">><<print $PlayerCharisma>><</replace>>\n <<replace "#pointbuy">><<print $PlayerPoints>><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n <<if $PlayerPoints gt 0>>\n <<replace "#skills-link">><</replace>>\n <</if>>\n<</click>>\s\n )</td>\n</tr>\n</table>\nYou have <<print $PlayerPoints>> points left to spend.\n\n<<if $PlayerPoints eq 0>>[[Next|Character Skills]]<</if>>\n

"If I have any more questions, where can I find you?" I ask.\n\nHer eyes drift down my body, making me feel as if I'm being appraised like a piece of meat.\n\nI put the thought aside as she speaks, "Second house on the hill," Ms Sherwood answers, "The green one with the brown trim." <<if $Taint lte 40>>She bites her lip lightly, her eyes lingering on my crotch. <</if>>\n<<set $SherwoodHouse to "true">>\n"Thanks," I reply, penciling the information into my notepad.\n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?|B1A]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?|B1B]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?|B1C]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?|B1D]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?|B1E]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?|B1F]]\n<</if>>\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

Looking around my room, I see that it's small and simple. Surprisingly though, it also appears to be passably clean. \n\nDominating the space near the small window is a small bed, barely a cot. A flat pillow and a folded blanket rests on the thin mattress.\n\nAt the bed's foot, in place of a dresser is a simple chest. It looks sturdy, but there's no sign of any way to lock it.\n\nCloser to where I am standing, there is a small table, and smaller stool against the west wall. On it's surface is a small oil lamp and a half full box of wooden matches.\n\n//In this modern age, it's hard to believe people still live like this.// The thought fleetingly crosses my mind.\n\n<<if $Settled is "Not Played">>I spend spend several minutes inspecting the room, checking the view from the window, inspecting the lock on the door, and seeing if there is anything else of note in the room.\n\nOut the window is a nearly two story drop into a mud caked alley. The only view is of the dark and foreboding wood a short distance beyond the edge of town.\n\nThe room's door isn't as sturdy as I would like, but using the key to lock it, I find that at least the lock feels secure. \n\nUnlocking the door once more, I continue my inspection of the room.\n\nI open the chest, looking at it's empty interior as if seeking some kind of answer. But if there are answers to be had, I see no sign of them there.\n\nPressing on the mattress, I find it to be far too soft for my liking, but I suppose it will have to do for my stay in Wanton Cove.\n\nIt doesn't take me long to unpack my things. I place the letter Peter gave me at the bottom of the trunk along with a folder full of my personal notes from the 'Faceless' case, my clothes on top of it all. \n\nI take a deep breath, patting under my arm to feel the .38 Special I have holstered there under my duster. I don't honestly expect to need it, but I find it comforting to have all the same.<<set $Letter to "Not Played">><<set $Settled to "Played">><<endif>>\n\n[[Have a bath drawn.]]\n\n<<if $Pr is "Played">> <<if $Day is 1>>Maybe I should lay down, get some rest. \n\n[[My investigation begins in earnest in the morning.|Dream1.]]\n\n<<endif>><<if $Day is 2>>Weary, I lay down [[for the night.|Dream2]]\n\n<<endif>><<if $Day is 3>>My mind is filled with thoughts of this day's events. Part of me wonders if this might all just be some strange drunken dream I'm having.\n\n//Dreams.//\n\nI shudder slightly, wondering if I'll have another one of those all too real, unsettling dreams. Looking at the bed, I consider [[laying down for some sleep.|Dream3]]\n\n<<endif>><<if $Day is 4>>Feeling more exhausted than I remember being in years, I lay down in bed. \n\n[[Sleep comes for me.|Dream4]]<<endif>><<if $Day is 5>>No sleep option at this time. New new content after day 5.<<endif>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">><<if $Research is 0>>Thinking about the old leatherbound tome I found in the Church, I wonder if perhaps I should spend a little time trying to [[unravel its mysteries.|Leatherbound Tome Study]]\n\n<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>Head downstairs to <<if $Day is 3 && $Body1 is "Not Played">>[[The Barmaids Daughter.|Body Not Played]]<<else>><<if $Prostitute is "Played">><<tavernlink "The Barmaid's Daughter">>.<<elseif $Day is 4 && $FCounter is 0>>[[The Barmaids Daughter.|Storm Coming.]]\n\n<<else>>[[The Barmaids Daughter]].<<endif>><<endif>>\n\n\nCheat:\nAdd Taint: [[Extra Taint.]]\nAdd Depravity: [[Extra Depravity.]]\nLess Depravity: [[Less Depravity.]]\nAdd Money: [[Free Money]]\nAdd +1 all Skills: [[Skill Bonus]]\nLess -1 all Skills: [[Skill Nerf]]\nAdd +1 Mutation: [[More Mutation.]]\n\n\n\nSince I've added a lot of the Mutation related content, but have yet to make it playable for those without the Patreon only Cheat menu, I've opted to link the combat scene involving Depravity here. Not responsible for how it breaks the game, I already know that if you play this, the scene will not play out normally within the game. So I recomment waiting until the scene plays naturally before using this:\n[[Mutation Fight|He does nothing of the sort.]]

Glancing towards a window, I can see raindrops hitting the glass. The drops lazily run down the glass like little rivers. As drops meet, their decent becomes faster until the drops of rain seem to race towards the bottom.\n\nPulling my attention away from the window, [[I continue about my business.|Your room.]]

<<if $Depravity gte 10>>I open my mouth, words at the tip of my tongue. My mouth salivates as I speak, "Please, fuck me," My own words cause my arousal to spike.\n\nA little smile teases the corner of Vick's mouth, "Essy gurrl," He says softly, "Ah ave wat ya nehd."\n\nI glance at his bed, then take a few steps towards it. He watches my movements like a predator watching its prey. \n\nWhen I reach the bed, I start to disrobe with quickly, wanting to free myself of anything that might slow his advance. Once I'm completely naked, I sit on its edge, then lay back, looking up at him. My heart races, knowing what to expect next. I can feel a trickle of my arousal moistening the inside of my thighs.\n\nBy this time, he's naked as well, his cock swollen and hard. I smile openly at its impressive size.\n\nHe kneels between my legs, his throbbing shaft pointed directly at my dripping sex.\n\nI shudder slightly in anticipation, spreading my legs in invitation. A pleased moan escapes my lips as the tip of his penis brushes the folds of my new pussy.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as Vick settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me in earnest.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes him a moment to line himself up with my aching hole. With a gentle nudge, he presses forward, his cock sliding slowly into my pussy. \n\nVick pulls back, then thrusts forward as he begins to fuck me.\n\n<</if>>After a few slow thrusts, his begins to gradually quicken until his hips are striking my ass with an audible slap with every impact.\n\nIts not long before he's settled into a rapid, if regular rhythm.\n\nFor several minutes this continues before his pace starts to become erratic. I barely have time to realize he's about to cum before he pushes deep. Liquid warmth suddenly filling my core.\n\nA few long seconds later, he withdraws with a content sigh, "Orry bout dat," He mumbles. \n\nFeeling a trickle of cum slip from my pussy, I can hear the sound of him putting his pants back on over the sound of my heavy breathing.\n\nFinally, I stand, starting to dress myself. With the way he is watching me, I can't stop myself from teasing him a little. Bending over to present my ass as I put my pants back on, squeezing my sensitive breasts before pulling on my shirt.\n\nI'm almost as aroused as I begain by the time I finish putting my clothes back on.\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<elseif $Depravity gte 5>>I open my mouth, words at the tip of my tongue. My mouth feels dry as I speak, "Please, fuck me," I'm surprised by my own words.\n\nA little smile teases the corner of Vick's mouth, "Essy gurrl," He says softly, "Ah ave wat ya nehd."\n\nI glance at his bed, then take a few steps towards it. He watches my movements like a predator watching its prey. \n\nWhen I reach the bed, I start to disrobe with trembling hands. Once I'm completely naked, I sit on its edge, then lay back, looking up at him. My heart races, knowing what to expect next.\n\nBy this time, he's naked as well, his cock swollen and hard. I gape openly at its impressive size.\n\nHe kneels between my legs, his throbbing shaft pointed directly at my dripping sex.\n\nI shudder slightly, fighting back my arousal. I jerk away as I watch, and feel, the tip of his penis brushes the folds of my new pussy. His hands firmly on my hips, I feel him pull me back towards the edge of the bed. \n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as Vick settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me in earnest.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes him a moment to line himself up with my aching hole. With a gentle nudge, he presses forward, his cock sliding slowly into my pussy. \n\nVick pulls back, then thrusts forward as he begins to fuck me.\n\n<</if>>After a few slow thrusts, his begins to gradually quicken until his hips are striking my ass with an audible slap with every impact.\n\nIts not long before he's settled into a rapid, if regular rhythm.\n\nFor several minutes this continues before his pace starts to become erratic. I barely have time to realize he's about to cum before he pushes deep. Liquid warmth suddenly filling my core.\n\nA few long seconds later, he withdraws with a content sigh, "Orry bout dat," He mumbles. \n\nFeeling a trickle of cum slip from my pussy, I can hear the sound of him putting his pants back on over the sound of my heavy breathing.\n\nFinally, I stand, starting to dress myself. I can't help but blush a little as he watches.\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Depravity += 1>><<else>>I open my mouth, words at the tip of my tongue, but I find myself unable to speak.\n\nA little smile teases the corner of Vick's mouth, "Essy gurrl," He says softly, "Yeh don avva ush thins."\n\nI shudder slightly, fighting back my arousal. Timidly, I wake a half step back from him.\n\n<<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>[[Next.|Talk to Vick.]]

/*\n Taint Link Widgets.\n\n Usage example:\n <<slumlink "run down part of town.">>\n <<churchlink "Slip in the window." "$ChurchWindow to true">>\n*/\n<<widget "blufflink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getBluffLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "churchlink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getChurchLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "dockslink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getDocksLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "parklink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getParkLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "richlink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getRichLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "roomlink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getRoomLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "slumlink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getSlumLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "storelink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getStoreLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "tavernlink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getTavernLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "townlink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getTownLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "traillink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getTrailLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>\n\n<<widget "cavelink">>\s\n<<click $args[0]>>\n <<if $args.length is 2>><<print '<<set ' + $args[1] + '>>'>><</if>>\n <<run state.display(getCaveLink())>>\n<</click>>\s\n<</widget>>

A short distance a head of me, I see a hooded figure through the trees. For several minutes I follow the figure, curious as to what they might be doing out here in the woods.\n\nI'm not sure what I did to draw the figure's attention, but they stop suddenly, tilting their head slightly as if listening for something. After a brief pause, the figure turns most of the way towards me.\n\nI can't see anything under the figure's hood at this distance, but the moment they see me, they turn and run. Instinctively, I take off after the figure, trying to catch up. Unfortunately, I quickly loose the figure down the trail.\n\nPausing in the trail, I look back the way I came, wondering if the figure slipped down some side trail that I had missed, or if they had simply out paced me [[down the forest path.|Trail]]

Over at the bar, I see two people sitting near each other on tall stools. Each person has a half full drink in their hand, sipping at them quietly.\n\nOne of the two people catch my eyes in the mirror behind the bar for a long moment. \n\nAbout the same time I begin growing suspicious that the individual is watching me for some reason, I see their gaze shift away from me again.\n\nI stand where I am for several more seconds, watching for them to look my way again, but they don't.\n\n//Must have been my imagination.//\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

"Looks like she she has some pretty serious scarring around her ankle, she might have walked with a limp," I begin, "No one with a limp went missing recently?"\n\nAaron seems to think about it for a second, "Only person I know of around here with a limp is Wilson Crow. He's a fisherman, left on a boat less than a week ago." Aaron shrugs, "But then, he lacks certain //feminine// qualities that this girl has." He adds with a bitter smile.<<set $Crow to "Played">>\n\n[[You have any idea who she was?]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?]]<<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?]]<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?]]<</if>><<if $B1Water is "Played">>\n[[Any idea how long she might have been in the water?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]\n\n

Entering the tavern, I glance towards the wondows that point out towards the cove. \n\nOn the horizon I can see dark foreboding clouds, churning visibly at they roil towards the shore. \n\n"Looks like a nasty storm," A feminine voice says. I glance towards the person, thinking at first that its a woman, but noticing the adam's apple and thin beard, I quickly realize that its a man, "If its anything like the last one, it will be a week or more before the ferry from the mainland comes back again.\n\n//Well shit. I might be stuck here for a few more days.// I think to myself. Part of me wonders if I should have heeded the warnings and left before now, but all I have to do is think about Peter and his son Tom before I realize I've done the right thing, //Got to bring his boy home.//\n\nFor another minute, I watch the clouds. Occasional flashes light the swirling mass of clouds that seem to be headed straight at me, //Nasty storm indeed.//\n\n[[Continue.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

When I near the bluff, I can see several seagulls catching the updraft near the cliff. One of the birds screeches at me, wheeling towards me to stare me down from the air, well out of my reach. The bird's cry draws the attention of others, and within seconds, several more have joined the first as the birds circle me.\n\nBetween the birds circling and the stout breeze, it almost feels like I'm standing at the center of a whirlwind. A few seconds later, the tableau breaks, the seagulls backing off, catching the updraft near the cliff as they move a short distance [[out to sea.|Bluff]]

With no warning, the den of conversation starts to die out, conversations trailing off one by one until the room is nearly silent. \n\nSeveral of the patrons glance my direction as they stop talking. \n\nThe hairs on the back of my neck begin to stand on end, the whole scene putting my nerves on edge like fingers on a chalkboard.\n\nI stop where I'm standing, not sure what is about to happen.\n\nA few seconds later, conversation starts to pick up again, one and two people starting to talk at a time. it's not long before the entire room is talking like nothing strange had ever happened.\n\nWatching the people gathered in the tavern warily, I slowly let out a breath that I didn't know I had been holding.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

"What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?" I ask, my eyes flickering to the door as a way to reassure myself of where the exit is.\n\n"Wannan Cove once be a fine ittle ishing toon," Vick nervously looks out one of the cabin's small windows as he continues, "Ah dat changed bout' foh yeahs ago."\n\nStepping away from the window, his expression grim and serious as he meets my gaze, "Da Passor chang'd fuhst. Coup'l mons fore he meet hes fate."\n\nVick clenches, then unclenches his fists, a look of rage passing over his features so quickly I'd have missed it if I had blinked.\n\n"Den da founan quit worken. Dos gross statoos fron oh da Church peered one evenin. Da //thedral,//" Vick visibly shudders<<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 11>> and I'm not entirely sure if it in revulsion or extacy<</if>>, "Den sum uh da folks in toon star'ed ah chang."\n\nWith a suddenness that startles me, his rancid breath enough to make me gag when his face comes mere inches from my own, "//She// gunna ere //us.//" His eyes are wide with fear.\n\n//Might be best to leave this alone, at least for now.// I think as Vick leans away from me in a eerily slow movement.\n\n[[What's your story?]]\n\n[[Who is SHE?]]\n\n[[Do you know anything about a guy named Tom?]]<<if $Pastor is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask Vick about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 40>> \n\n[[Ask Vick about your transformation.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done talking to Vick.|Enter the Log Cabin.]]

I shake my head in a hopeless attempt to shake the images from my mind, my eyes meeting Peters'.\n\nI can tell from the look in his eyes, he knows he has me, hook line and sinker.\n\nI take a few steps towards him. This time, when he offers me the envelope, [[I take it.]]<<set $Letter to "Played">>

<<if $HybridFight is 1>>While I walk along the mud caked streets of the run down part of town, I hear a sound that draws my attention. \n\nThe sound comes from inside of a house, one that look abandoned. I can see patches of moss crowing on the walls of the building, and the building leans visibly.\n\nI take a few steps towards it before I see something move through a broken window in the side of the house. I can't see the figure clearly, but its obvious from the way it pauses at the same time I see it, that it sees me too.\n\nA split second later, the figure bolts for the structure's door. \n\nYears of serving as a police officer kicks in and even before I think, I'm running around the building to try to cut the figure off before they can reach the front door.\n\nWhen I round the corner, the figure is just bursting from the door. I skid in the mud, nearly landing on my ass as I do so. My hand sinks deep in the mud as I barely avoid my fall. My other hand is already inside my jacket, fingers closing around the handle of my .38 Special.\n\n"Stop!" I shout at the figure.\n\n[[He does nothing of the sort.]]\n\n<<else>>This part of town may have looked like it was in poor repair from a distance, but that doesn't even begin to tell the reality of what I see. All around me, houses that would make a slum look like a high class neighborhood are cobbled together with rotting boards and cracked windows. \n\nI cringe inwardly at the thought of living in a place like this.\n\nAs I walk, the street quickly deteriorates from poor repair, to a mix of mud and potholes.\n\nIn the midst of the chaotic collection of houses, there's a [[little church]]. The tall grass and thorny bushes surrounding it, along with the door hanging askew suggests that the Church hasn't seen use in a long time. \n\nA twisted and rusty old fence stretches from the East side of the Church, encompassing an overgrown cemetery.\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">>\n\n<<if $Day is 1>>I can see that might be the start of a small trail leading into the forest at the edge of town. I feel a momentary urge to see where it leads, but finally decide that I'll have plenty of time to explore the island in more detail starting tomorrow. \n\n<<else>>At the edge of town, I can see what looks like the start of a <<traillink "small trail">> leading into the forest.\n\n<<endif>><<if $JackobsonOpen is "Played">>A thin trickle of smoke rises from a chimney to my left. When I look at the front of the house, I see that its in every bit as bad of shape as most of the other houses in the area, bits of light filtering out through small cracks ibn the wall to make the house look as if its trying to glow from within. A long bit of driftwood has been nailed to the wall beside the door, it appears that someone used a knife to carve the name //Jackobson// into it.\n\n[[Knock on Mr Jackobsons door.]]<<endif>><<endif>><<if $Day is 4>><<set $HybridFight +=1>><<endif>>

<<if $Depravity lte 5>>My head snaps around when I hear a soft growl just behind me. What I see is a large dog, a mut, its hair matted to its body from all the rain. It bares its teeth at me and its growl seems to deepen.\n\nI take a cautious step away from the animal, my hand reaching inside my jacket to find the comforting weight of my .38 Special.\n\nAnother step away from the animal, and its grown begins to soften. I continue to move away from the animal, never letting my eyes leave it. \n\nEventually, the animal turns, a glint of red beneath it that can only be its erect psnit, before it runs out of sight between two delapidated buildings.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Depravity lte 8>>My head snaps around when I hear a soft growl just behind me. What I see is a large dog, a mut, its hair matted to its body from all the rain. It bares its teeth at me and its growl seems to deepen.\n\nI take a cautious step away from the animal, my hand reaching inside my jacket to find the comforting weight of my .38 Special.\n\nAnother step away from the animal, and its grown begins to soften. I continue to move away from the animal, never letting my eyes leave it. \n\nEventually, the animal turns, a glint of red beneath it that can only be its erect penis, before it runs out of sight between two delapidated buildings.\n\n<<if $Taint gte 95>>I feel a shudder pass through me, my knees becoming weak for a moment as I feel myself flush with arousal, //My God, that thing is huge.// I bite my lip, //I wonder what that would feel like inside of me?// My new pussy quivers at the thought. \n\nFeeling sudden disgust at my train of thought, I try to put the encounter out of my mind\n\n<<elseif $Taint gte 70>>I shudder slightly, thinking about the size of the dog's impressive cock. //I wonder what has it so worked up?// I think, noticing that my little cock is hard as wel.\n\n<<else>>Part of me is impressed by the dog's cock, but I quickly stamp the thought down. //What the hell is wrong with me? I shouldn't be thinking about things like that!//\n\n<<endif>>[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>><<if $Taint gte 95>>My head snaps around when I hear a soft growl just behind me. What I see is a large dog, a mut, its hair matted to its body from all the rain. It bares its teeth at me and its growl seems to deepen.\n\nI take a cautious step away from the animal, my hand reaching inside my jacket to find the comforting weight of my .38 Special.\n\nAnother step away from the animal, and its grown begins to soften. I continue to move away from the animal, never letting my eyes leave it. \n\nThe dog lets out a little whimper, its head quickly stooping under itself.\n\nI see its long tongue lap out, licking its angry red cock several times. \n\nI can't help but watch in fascination as a dribble of doggy cum leaks from its tip. My own tongue flicks out, subconsciously licking my own lips.\n\nThe dog looks back at me, and I feel an almost overwhelming urge to touch its impressive cock, to feel its heat in the palm of my hand, to taste it on my tongue, or maybe even feel it thrusting into me. Swallowing hard, my pussy becoming slick with my juices.\n\n[[Give in and play with the dog a little.|Puppy Love F1]]\n\n[[Give in and let the dog fuck you.|Puppy Love F2]]\n\n[[Quickly leave.|Run down part of town.]]\n\n<<elseif $Taint gte 70>>My head snaps around when I hear a soft growl just behind me. What I see is a large dog, a mut, its hair matted to its body from all the rain. It bares its teeth at me and its growl seems to deepen.\n\nI take a cautious step away from the animal, my hand reaching inside my jacket to find the comforting weight of my .38 Special.\n\nAnother step away from the animal, and its grown begins to soften. I continue to move away from the animal, never letting my eyes leave it. \n\nThe dog lets out a little whimper, its head quickly stooping under itself.\n\nI see its long tongue lap out, licking its angry red cock several times. \n\nI can't help but watch in fascination as a dribble of doggy cum leaks from its tip. My own tongue flicks out, subconsciously licking my own lips.\n\nThe dog looks back at me, and I feel an almost overwhelming urge to touch its impressive cock, to feel its heat in the palm of my hand, to taste it on my tongue. Swallowing hard, I can feel my little cock throbbing painfully in my pants.\n\n[[Give in.|Puppy Love M]]\n\n[[Quickly leave.|Run down part of town.]]<<else>>My head snaps around when I hear a soft growl just behind me. What I see is a large dog, a mut, its hair matted to its body from all the rain. It bares its teeth at me and its growl seems to deepen.\n\nI take a cautious step away from the animal, my hand reaching inside my jacket to find the comforting weight of my .38 Special.\n\nAnother step away from the animal, and its grown begins to soften. I continue to move away from the animal, never letting my eyes leave it. \n\nThe dog lets out a little whimper, its head quickly stooping under itself.\n\nI see its long tongue lap out, licking its angry red cock several times. \n\nI watch in fascination as a dribble of doggy cum leaks from its tip.\n\nThe dog looks back at me, and I feel an almost overwhelming urge to touch its impressive cock, to feel its heat in the palm of my hand, to taste it on my tongue.\n\n[[Give in.|Puppy Love M]]\n\n[[Quickly leave.|Run down part of town.]]\n\n<<endif>><<endif>>

[[What's your story?]]\n\n[[What can you tell me about Wanton Cove?]]\n\n[[Who is SHE?]]\n\n[[Do you know anything about a guy named Tom?]]<<if $Pastor is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask Vick about the Pastor.]]<</if>><<if $Taint gte 95>> \n\n[[Ask Vick about your transformation.]]<</if>><<if $VickSex is "Played">>\n\n[[Have sex with Vick|getVickLink()]]<</if>>\n\nor\n[[Done talking to Vick.|Enter the Log Cabin.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe person doesn't seem to notice me as they cross the street, disappearing down an aley.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe figure pauses half way across the street, turning towards me. For a split second, I think I see a mass of tentacles where their mouth belongs. In the time it takes me to blink, the figure has turned away from me.\n\nThe figure quickly continues across the street before disappearing into an alley.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 2 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>I see a figure standing in the middle of the street, facing towards me. The figure's heavy jacket and wide brimmed hat have a slow but steady drip of water coming off them from the light rain.\n\nMy walk slows, unsure of what is going on. \n\nThe figure doesn't have a shirt on, a mass of tentacles twitching and writhing from where his belly should be visible, suction cups like an octopus' cover the tentacles from every conceivable angle.\n\nWhere a normal mouth should be, a gaping maw with two rows of teeth dominate the face.\n\nI tremble at the sight, my hand going to the handle of my .38 Special.\n\nThe figure stands there for another heartbeat, then turns, walking quickly into a nearby aley.\n\nI stand there in the cold rain for several more seconds, my heart pounding rapidly in my chest. \n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><<else>>A short distance a head of me, I see a figure, their heavy jacket pulled tightly around themselves and a wide brimmed hat on their head.\n\nThe person doesn't seem to notice me as they cross the street, disappearing into an alley.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]<</if>>

The sound of heavy rain hitting my window wakes me while strong wind rattles the building. The force of the wind and rain is so much that I can see water leaking into the room around the window that graces my wall.\n\nA flash of light fills the room followed less than a second later by a deep rolling thunder that seems to drag on forever.\n\nClosing my eyes, I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly before [[crawling out of bed.|Your room.]]

Aaron's eyes narrow slightly, "What do you want to know about?" He asks suspiciously.\n\nAsk about:\n[[Wanton Cove]]\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Day is 2>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]\n<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>>\n\n[[Back|Aaron]]

My footsteps echo softly between the nearby buildings as I walk down the street. \n\nAbsently, I step around a puddle that looks deeper than most.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]

<<if $Taint lte 30>>"A good time huh?" I ask.\n\n"If you have the money," Tanya replies.\n\n"Oh?" I know I shouldn't, but I can feel my arousal starting to build, my cock starting to harden in my pants, "And how much are we talking about here?"\n\nThere's a twinkle in her eyes when she replies, "$10." <<elseif $Taint lte 54>>My cock throbs in my pants, aching with an unrelenting need. \n\nSensing my hesitation, Tanya gives me a seductive little smile, "Just $10." She purrs.<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>"Looks like you could use someone to help warm your bed," Tanya gives you a little smile.\n\nSelf conscious of my shrinking cock, I awkwardly fidget before answering, "Maybe some other time."\n\n"Another time then." She replies.<<else>>My new pussy dampens perceptively at the thought of engaging Tanya's services. But at the same moment, my cheeks enflame with embarassment.\n\n"Maybe we can go up to your room for a little while? Have some fun?" She implores.\n\n"Uh," I stammer, "Maybe another time."\n\n"Another time then," Tanya says with a little smile, "I'll hold you to that." <</if>><<if $Taint lte 64>> \n\n[[Politely Decline.|Tanya]]\n[[Take Tanya Upstairs|getTanyaLink()]]<<else>>[[I politely decline her offer.|Tanya]]<</if>>

<<if $Depravity lte 6>>A mixture of fear and excitement course through me as I discard the last of my clothing on the floor.\n\nThe man smiles, my hands instinctively moving to hide my breasts and pussy from his gaze, only causing him to smile wider.\n\nThe woman moves towards the head of the bed, making more room for me to get on the bed. Crawling onto the bed from the foot, I'm not even fully on the bed before the man moves to stand behind me. I feel one, then a second hand on my hips as I finish climbing onto the bed.\n\nI close my eyes, fighting back a momentary urge to run from the room. \n\nThe hands on my hips slide over my ass, massaging the flesh as they drift slowly between my legs. By the time his fingers part the folds of my pussy, I can feel a trickle of my arousal running down the inside of my thigh.\n\nI'm lost in the sensations coursing through my body, his talented fingers dancing over my pussy, teasing, but never penetrating, my opening.\n\nDispair flickers through me when I feel his fingers withdraw, but a second later I feel something slide between the lips of my pussy again, nudging at the opening of my pussy. //That's not his finger anymore!//<<elseif $Depravity lte 8>>With the last of my clothing falling to the floor around me, I start to climb up onto the bed.\n\nThe man smiles at me, his eyes trailing over my body. I fight back the urge to try hiding my body. My pussy aching with need, I can feel moisture beginning to coat the inside of my thighs.\n\nThe woman moves to make room for me on the bed, the smile on her lips reminicent of the one on the man's.\n\nOnce fully on the bed, resting on my elbows with my ass in the air, I spread my legs a little, feeling the lips of my pussy part. \n\nThe man's hands find my ass, sliding over the sensitive skin, causing me to shudder in pleasure, before one of his hands slides between my legs. A single finger parts the folds of my pussy, gliding along my slit and lightly probing at my opening.\n\nWhen his finger vanishes suddenly, I know what comes next. The bed rocks slightly as the man moves into position behind me, his cock bumping my ass before finding its way between my legs where it slides along my wet slit, its tip brushing over my clit like an electric current.<<elseif $Depravity gte 9>>I feel a thrill of excitement, only matched by my desperate arousal, as the last of my clothes hit the floor.\n\nThe man's eyes slide over my body, a faint smile growing on his lips. Reaching up, I cup both breasts, lightly pinching my nipples, causing them to harden. Looking back at the man, his erection throbbing, as a smile starts to play along my own lips.\n\n//God, I need this so badly,// I think, unashamed.\n\nCrawling onto the bed, my ass in the air, I glance at the man as he slips off the bed and moves behind me, "I want you inside of me," The words leave my mouth, not surprising me nearly as much as I think they should.\n\nIt only takes the man a moment to move into position, one hand holding my hip, while the other guides his rigid member towards its target.<</if>>\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I tense up as his cock nudges past the folds of my pussy, beginning to slide inside of my virgin hole. With almost agonizing slowness the crown of his cock begins to slip inside of me. \n\nMy breath catches and I find myself unable to breathe. I'm unsure if its in anticipation, fear, or a little of both. \n\nI feel an uncomfortable pressure, not quite pain inside my pussy. And with a nudge, the discomfort becomes a sharp, but brief pain as he settles balls deep inside of me.\n\nFor several seconds, he holds himself deep inside me before he pulls back and thrusts again. Within seconds he's begun to slip into a steady rhythm as he begins to fuck me in earnest.<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>It only takes the man a moment to line himself up with my aching hole. With a gentle nudge, he presses forward, his cock sliding slowly into my pussy. \n\nThe man pulls back, then thrusts forward as he begins to fuck me.<</if>>\n\nIts not long before we have a regular rhythm, I instinctively thrust back every time he thrusts forward, his hips slapping against my ass loudly with every impact. \n\n<<if $GooCounter is 0>>In front of me, the woman is watching me, a smile on her face as she furiously rubs her clit.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>Before me, the woman is watching me, her legs spread lewdly, her fingers splaying her pussy open so I can see straight up into her. A slow trickle of white fluid ooses out of her hole. //He must have cum inside of her already.//<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>With both hands between her legs, the woman watches me. One hand holds her pussy spread, while she frantically thrusts three fingers into her sopping cunt with the other.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\nI hear myself moan like a whore, I know I should be ashamed of the sound, but the feeling of the man's cock thrusting into my needy hole just feels too good.\n\nWhen the man's thrusts begin to increase in pace, I can feel a powerful orgasm start to crest, my whole body tensing, my pussy clamping down on his invading member, as I shudder in bliss.\n\nPressing tightly up against me, I can feel his cock swell suddenly, pulsing as I feel the heat of his seed filling up my pussy. The man holds himself inside of me as I come down from my orgasm, his cock slowly softening inside of me.\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>The moment he slips free of my hole, I crawl off the bed and reach for my clothing. I try to ignore the feeling of the man's seed trickling down the inside of my thigh. I've barely finished dressing myself before I'm out the door of their room.<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>When he slips free of my well used hole, I turn to watch him, my eyes lingering on his cock. \n\nMy heart races, a hint of my arousal returning when he smiles at me, "You should join us again some time," He says, reaching down to pick up my clothes and handing them to me.\n\nAs I begin to dress myself, the woman crawls to the man, taking his soft member into her mouth, and within seconds, he has begun to return to his former hardness.\n\nA moment later, I exit the room.<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>When the man's shrinking cock slips free of my well used hole, I smile to myself, "I really needed that," I say, almost absently.\n\n"Any time," The man says. The girl's smile assures me that she'd welcome my return as well.\n\nGathering my clothes, I exit the room, a contented smile on my face, and the man's cum leaking slowly from my cunt.<</if>>\n\n[[I return to my room.|Your room.]]<<set $Depravity += 1>><<set $Taint += 4>>

Reaching the door to the general store, I start to step inside.\n\nWith almost no warning, someone in a heavy brown raincoat pushes roughly through the doorway, knocking me out of the way in the process.\n\nI half turn to confront the figure, only to see them splashing across the street towards another figure. The second figure, their features hidden in the shadows created by the hood of their rain coat.\n\nAs soon as the first figure finishes crossing the street, the two exchange a few words, their movements animated, but from where I'm standing, I can't hear any of what they are saying.\n\nLetting my gaze linger on the pair for a few seconds longer, I then turn my attention back towards the [[General Store]].

Nearing the fountain, I can see a faint glow.\n\nI step forward, looking into the water where the glow is coming from.\n\nAt first, I think it's a jellyfish of some kind, but I know that doesn't make any sense.\n\n<<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>Looking closer, I realize that it is instead a glob of White Goo, slowly settling towards the bottom of the pool of water.<<else>>Looking closer, I see a glob of something white, thick and luminescent, slowly settling towards the bottom of the pool of water.<<set $SailorGoo to "Played">><</if>>\n\n[[Continue on your way.|overgrown park]]

prerender["sitReturn"] = function () {\n if (!tags().containsAny("menu", "fight")) {\n state.active.variables["return"] = passage();\n }\n};\n\n//Just type in something like [[Continue on your way|$return]] and it should return to a non-tagged page of your choice.

"You mentioned that your brother left on a fishing boat when we talked on the waterfront," I say.\n\nA half smile touches her lips, "Since our parents passed a few years back, Felix has been taking care of me. He gives me whatever he makes fishing, God bless his soul, and I care for the house and do the cooking and cleaning." Just a hint of color creeps into her cheeks.\n\n//You'd think they were married the way she is behaving.// I think.\n\n"I think he's been seeing a girl here in town, but he wont tell me anything about her," She continues.\n\n//Or maybe not.// I mentally add to my earlier thought.\n\n"Not much else to tell, he's always been a good brother and a decent, God fearing man. But I don't see him often because he's gone on one of the fishing boats for days, sometimes weeks, at a time."\n\nSensing that she does not have much more to add, I change the subject.\n\n[[Did you think of anything you could add about the waterfront?]]\n\n[[What about the man with the limp you mentioned before?]]\n\n[[Tell me a little about yourself?]]\n\n[[You seemed a little intimidated by Aaron?]]<<if $PastorErkon is "Played">>\n\n[[Ask about Pastor Erkon|Sherwood Pastor Talk]]<</if>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[As about the book from the Church basement.]]<</if>>\n\nor\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]

The sidebar display should have just added 1 point of depravity.\n\nReturn to [[Your room.]]\n<<set $Depravity += 1>>

The light rain makes my damp clothes heavy and chilled. I fight back a shiver as I near the [[top of the bluff.|Bluff]]

"Looks like some of that White Goo on the body, near the crotch," I probe.\n\nAaron curls his lip slightly, <<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 10>>and I'm not quite sure if its in disgust or contempt,<<else>>perhaps a hint of disgust in his expression,<</if>> "Must be something from the ocean that got on the body," He says.\n\n"In that case, any ideas what could have made that White Goo?" I continue.\n\nAaron shakes his head slowly, "No idea." He finally says.\n\n[[You have any idea who she was?]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?]]<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?]]<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?]]<</if>><<if $B1Water is "Played">>\n[[Any idea how long she might have been in the water?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

[[return|$return]]\n[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n\n<<if $Body1a is "Played">>Body on the beach. My second day in Wanton Cove, a female body washed up on the rocky shore. When I arrived, Aaron and Ms. Sherwood were both there. Its difficult to say for sure if there was foul play involved at this time. I've decided to document what I can for the authorities when I get back to the mainland. Even if I can't figure out what happened for sure, it should give them a head start on any investigation they might launch.\n\n<<if $Body1A is "Not Played">>Aaron seemed distracted, almost bored when I interviewed him. His casual acceptance of a naked female body washing up on shore seemed, . . . . off.\n\n<</if>><<if $Body1S is "Not Played">>Ms Sherwood seemed skittish and unsettled. That's a reaction that I'm used to seeing at a scene like that, someone who has seen something horrible and can't make sense of it in their head yet. \n\nWhat's it say about me that I hardly bat an eyelash when confronted with a scene like that?\n\nOnce she's had a bit of time to proccess the scene a little, I might be able to learn more from her. I'll have to make a point of talking with her later.\n\n\n<</if>> <</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>Fountain in the Park. The centerpiece of the park, and honestly, it looks like the oldest thing in Wanton Cove. There are some strange engravings along the base of the statue, and while they seem to have pattern to them, I can make no sense of them. I can't help the feeling that I should recognize the language the winding scrawl is written in.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>The pair of statues at the front of the Church look old. But why would anyone put figures of such grotesque perversion in front of such a Holy place?\n\nWhile the male statue makes me want to tremble in fear, to flee Wanton Cove, the other statue captivates me on equal measure. Her feminine body, her featureless face. So perfect a match for the crime scene that it can't be coincidence.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>White Goo. This strange goo has a slight luminescent quality to it. It has the texture of semen, but has a slimy, sticky quality that causes it to cling to anything that it touches. It smells salty sweet.\n\n\n<</if>><<if $Jackobson is "Second">>While I have nothing in the way of physical evidence concerning Pastor Erkon, I feel like there's something off about the situation. The story that Aaron at the Barmaid's Daughter, and Mr Jackobson in the old part of town, said to me were too similar in many ways. I suspect that there is something more that no one is telling me.\n\n<</if>><<if $Jackobson is "Duncel">>While I have nothing in the way of physical evidence concerning Pastor Erkon, I feel like there's something off about the situation. The story that Aaron at the Barmaid's Daughter, and Mr Jackobson in the old part of town, said to me were too similar in many ways. I suspect that there is something more that no one is telling me.\n\nAfter walking up to the bluff for a closer look, it created more questions than answers. \n\n<</if>><<silently>><</silently>>[[Back to Case Notes|Case Notes]]\n[[return|$return]]

I'm almost to the docks when I hear a shout, "Cast off!" The voice calls clearly.\n\nMy attention turns to the call. \n\nI see a fishing boat at the dock, half a dozen sailors, at least half of them female working to free the ship from the dock.\n\nAs the sailors work, I can hear the big diesel engine roar, the ship starting to move sluggishly backwards.\n\nThe sailors barely have time to free the last rope holding the boat to the dock before it starts to pull towards the cove's outlet.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]

"That fountain in the park." I begin, "What can you tell me about the inscriptions along it's base?"\n\nAaron looks honestly confused, "I don't know anything about inscriptions on the fountain."\n\nSighing inwardly, "Do you know of anyone around Wanton Cove that might know something about it?" I ask hopefully.\n\n"I'd tell you to talk to the Reverend, but he killed himself about four years ago."\n\nAsk about:\n[[Wanton Cove]]\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n[[Statues]]\n<</if>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]\n<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<</if>><<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[Step away from Aaron.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

The salty ocean air holds more than a hint of rotting fish. Something about the smell reminds me of a thousand filthy alleys in the slums of my hometown.\n\nAs I approach the docks, I can see a hint of fog clinging to the shoreline, swirling and shifting subtly as the gentle waves throw froth amongst the rocks.\n\nEach of the three docks has a single building associated with it. The eastmost dock has a small building that looks more like a storage shed than a warehouse. The other two docks' buildings are clearly warehouses, though only the nearest of them shows any sign of recent use.\n\nThe eastmost of the three docks is where the local ferry leaves every morning and returns late in the afternoon.\n\nI can see a single large fishing boat moored to the middle dock. Along the waterline, I can see barnacles dotting the hull. \n\nAt the far end of the cove, I can see a fourth building, likely both a home and a workshop. All around it, there are small boats, most apparently complete, the rest in various states of repair or construction.\n\n<<if $Day is 2 && $Body1 is "Not Played">>A short distance to the West, I can see a man and a woman standing near something that has washed up on the beach. \n\nI can't see what is between them very well, but its a large, pale shape amongst the rocks on the shore.\n\n[[Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]\n\n<<elseif $Body1 is "Played">>My eyes drift a short distance to the West, my thoughts flickering to the body that was found there. \n\n//There's something seriously wrong with this place.// I think to myself.\n\n<</if>><<if $Day is 4 && $LurkWater is "false">><<set $LurkWater to "true">>Nearing the docks, I look out towards where the body was found the day before. \n\n<<if ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 13>>Movement in the water draws my attention perhaps a half dozen yards off the shore. \n\nIn the dark water, I can see something large, at least as big as a man, likely larger. Whatever it is, its looking at me, its inky black eyes staring towards me through the water. After a second, he moves, a long dorsal fin breaks the water followed a second later by something that looks like a gray webbed foot.\n\nThen its gone, and I'm left standing on the shore trying to make sense of whatever I just saw. \n\n<<elseif ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 9>>My attention is drawn to a slight movement in the water, perhaps half a dozen yards off shore. \n\nFor a split second, I think I can see eyes, large eyes, and black as night, looking at me through the water. The shape moves, a long dorsal fun breaking the water's surface before vanishing beneath the waves.\n\nWhen its gone, I stand there for several seconds, not sure what I just saw.\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 5>>Something large moving in the water draws my attention towards the waves jist a short distance from shore. \n\nI can't make out much, but whatever it is must be pretty large. A long dorsal fin breaks the surface for a second, then the water swirls as whatever was there swims deeper beneath the waves.\n\nFor a moment, I watch the place, wondering what I might have just seen.\n\n<<else>><<endif>>It doesn't take long to determine that I'm not going to discover anything else of interest. With one last thought for the woman who died, I return to what I was doing before.<<endif>><<if $Day is 3 && $Catch is "Not Played">><<set $random to random(1,4)>><<if $random is 1>>When I look out over the cove, I can see a fishing boat, sitting low in the water, creeping up towards the dock. \n\nAs I watch, I can hear the engines cut, leaving the air filled with the sound of softly crashing waves among the rocks, and the men on the boat shouting the distance towards a pair of men on the docks.\n\nTwo of the men on the boat stand near the railing, long coils of rope in their arms ad the boat drifts towards the docks. Both men on deck, almost in unison throw their ropes down towards the men on the dock, seconds later, the fishing boat bumps lightly against the dock and the men on the dock begin securing the boat in place. \n\nOne of the men on the dock yells up at the others, "You have trouble? You're back early."\n\n"No trouble, the hold is full," One of the two deckhands replies, a grin on his face.\n\nOver the next few minutes, the docks become a hive of activity as men work to unload their catch.\n\n<<set $Catch to "Played">><</if>><</if>><<if $Day is 1 && $WaterfrontBody is "Not Played">>Looking towards the shipbuilder's shack, I quickly decide that it can wait until morning. <<else>>\n[[Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]\n\nor<</if>>\n\n<<townlink "Head into the center of town.">><<if $Day is 2>><<set $Sighting1 to "Not Played">><</if>>\n\n\n

Some time later, I'm kneeling on the dirt, slimy black tentacles ravaging my body as Zal'chaas fucks my pussy from behind with long, violent thrusts.\n\nSuddenly, she thrusts forward, driving her massive cock into my deepest depths. Her cock twitches and jerks inside me, filling me with her liquid fire.\n\nMy vision shifts, I can see the world through //her// vision. Instead of a world of shapes and colors, I see a world filtered in shades of corruption and lust, yet every shade is distinctly different in her sight.\n\nI can sense the world, I can taste the change that is coming on my tongue. The world screams in terror, even as the self proclaimed rulers of this world, the humans that infest it, remain ignorant of of the Old Ones stirring in their timeless slumber.\n\nI can feel Zal'chaas' seed, seeping into my very soul, spreading like a wildfire to everything it touches. \n\nLike the rising tide, I watch as her taint spreads, unseen and unnoticed as it spreads to every corner of the world.\n\nI shudder in horror, or perhaps orgasm. The very earth trembles as my Mistress, Zal'chaas, mother of tainted lusts, harbinger of the Old Gods, prepares the world for the Elder Gods' return.

Looking both ways, I don't see anyone else around. Moving quickly to a space between two houses, I kneel in the soggy grass.\n\nThe dog follows me, watching me cautiously. When it nears my side, I reach under it, wrapping my fingers around its length.\n\nIt lets out a little whimper, pulling away slightly, but then stops. \n\nI slide my fingers along its length, the dog's hips twitching. Holding his cock firmly, I give it a couple of pulls, the god lets out a little whine then its hips begin to thrust rapidly.\n\nIts everything I can do to hold onto the dogs big red cock. My eyes wide as I watch the tapered head of its cock slide past my palm with every rapid thrust.\n\nI kneel closer, aiming the cock directly at myself, watching the tapered cock stab towards me with every thrust of the dog's hips, droplets of doggy precum flicking through the air. One drop strikes my lips, my tongue darting out to taste the oddly sweet flavor before I even realize what I'm doing. \n\nMy hand reaches into my pants, sliding my fingers along the folds of my pussy, rubbing it in time with the dog's violent thrusts. \n\nIts not long before the dog's thrust become erratic. I learn forward suddenly, taking the tip of its cock between my lips just a split secong before a stream of doggy cum splashes against my teeth and onto my tongue. At the same time, my pussy quivers with my own release, my juices flooding the inside of my pants.\n\nShocked at what I had just done, I spit the contents of my mouth into the mud and stand up. The dog just looks up at me, its nose going straight towards my crotch. Snifing at me, I feel its tongue brush the fabric of my crotch, sending a shudder through my body. \n\nRegaining my composure, I step away from the dog.\n\n[[I quickly leave.|Run down part of town.]]<<set $Taint += 2>><<set $Depravity += 2>>

Looking both ways, I don't see anyone else around. Moving quickly to a space between two houses, I kneel in the soggy grass.\n\nThe dog follows me, watching me cautiously.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>My hands tremble as I quickly push my pants down past my knees, then fall to my knees in the wet grass.\n\nThe dog lets out a growl as it starts to circle me, making my heart race. Once behind me, he jumps forward, knocking me forward. My hands squelch in the muddy ground. \n\nI can feel the god jump forward again, its hairy wet belly coming to rest on my back, I can feel the heat of its tapered cock brush the inside of my thigh. The dog shuffles around a little, trying to find better purchase. Another thrust, this time its cock slides up my ass crack.\n\nStartled that the dog's cock might not go where its supposed to, I reach back, taking hold of the dog's cock and guiding it towards my aching pussy.\n\nThe moment it feels the heat of my pussy against the tip of its penis, it thrusts forward, shoving deep inside of me with a single thrust.\n\nMy breath catches, a sharp sting causing me to tense as it shoves through my female virginity.\n\n//My first fuck as a woman is with a dog!// I think with a mixture of horror and arousal.\n\nThe dog, uncaring of my pain, or my revalation, never even slows, its hips thrust rapidly into me from the start, its balls slapping against my ass with every rapid thrust.\n\nIt takes a couple of minutes, but the pain begins to subside inside of me, being replaced by a burning hunger to be filled with the dog's cum.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>My hands tremble with excitement as I quickly push my pants down past my knees, then fall to my hands and knees in the wet grass.\n\nThe dog lets out a growl as it starts to circle me, making my heart race. Once behind me, he jumps forward, its hairy wet belly coming to rest on my back, I can feel the heat of its tapered cock brush the inside of my thigh. The dog shuffles around a little, trying to find better purchase, but I reach under myself to take his throbbing cock in hand. \n\nMy pussy quivering, I guide the dog's penis to my opening. The moment it feels the heat of my pussy against the tip of its penis, it thrusts forward, shoving deep inside of me with a single thrust.\n\nA throaty sound escapes my lips, filling the air with a lewd feminine moan.\n\nUncaring of my pleasure, the dog thrusts hard and fast right from the start, its heavy balls slapping my ass loudly with every jerk of its hips. \n\nMy pussy aches with a desperate need to be filled.\n\n<<endif>>For several minutes, the dog fucks my pussy, its thrusts continuing with a rapid relentlessness that leaves me quivering in pleasure beneath it. \n\nEventually, I feel something large begin to press against my pussy with every thrust, <<if $DogKnot is "false">>//What the heck is that?// I have just enough time to wonder before I feel the dog shove forward, the object pushing into my exposed cunt.\n\nThe feeling is incredible, forcing me into orgasm as my pussy clamps around the large mass inside of me. //My God, I feel so full.// I shudder beneath the dog, the realization finally hitting me that the dog just shoved its knot inside of me. <<else>>my eyes shooting wide when I realize the dog is about to knot me again. Part of me wants to prevent it, but remembering the amazing feeling I experienced last time, I instead relax myself as best I can to allow it inside.\n\nThe dog's knot presses hard at my entrance, pushing inside all at once. A wanton moan escapes my lips as I enjoy the feeling of fullness.<<endif>>\n\nI half heartedly try to pull away from the dog, but its knot is firmly tied inside of me. All I can do is kneel in the mud and soggy grass until it finally shrinks enough to slip free.\n\nSeveral minutes later, the dog tries to pull away from me, I feel my pussy stretch around its knot, then with an audible pop, it pulls free. I can feel its cum gushing from my pussy, leaving it feeling longingly empty.\n\nIt takes me several more minutes to regain my composure, but when I finally return shakily to my feet, I cant help but smile just a little bit to myself.\n\n[[Leave.|Run down part of town.]]<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Depravity += 2>><<set $DogKnot to "true">>

My footsteps take me towards the bluff. I look towards the mansion, a flicker of motion draws my eyes to a second story window, but whatever drew my attention is gone before I get a good look at it. For several long seconds, I let my gaze linger on the window, but I see [[no further sign of activity.|Bluff]]

The moisture in the air is so thick that it makes the air actually smell //wet//. \n\nI take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the cool, damp air.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|overgrown park]]

You should have just added 1 point to Mutation. This will affect your appearance. Additionally a series of events will play out related to progression down this path.\n\nThis sequence will play out below. Keep in mind that what you read below is the closing portion of any combat loss scene that involves gaining Mutation points, and that there will be a scene that leads to these. As such, they may lack a little context\n\n<<set $Mutation +=1>><<if $Mutation gte 10>>Bad End Will write for a future update. Will appear some time after Version .7. \n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 9>>My skin begins to feel funny, like my face is being stretched in strange ways. A few seconds later, I feel a tickle along the sides of my neck.\n\nI take a deep breath that I let out slowly in a failed attempt to calm my nerves before I reach for my face. Everything I touch feels distored, my eyes feel too big, even bigger than before. My mouth too feels like it stretches wider, like a gaping maw if I were to open it wide. My tongue glides along my teeth, feeling that they are no longer as flat as they once were and instead come to rounded points. \n\nWhen my fingers finally reach my neck, I feel little flaps of skin. Exploring them in more detail, I discover that behind each flap of skin there is a serrated bit of hard tissue running the length. It takes me several minutes before I suddenly have the realization, //Like a fish's gills.//\n\nI know that this new revalation should trouble me more than it does, but the events leading up to this have left me feeling so numb that I almost dont feel anything inside.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 8>>With my assailant gone, I pause, part of me wanting to go clean myself and check for what new horror has befallen my body, part of me wanting to walk away in the hopes of not having to face whatever changes I have experienced this time.\n\nMy morbid curiosity wins out. I begin to inspect my body for new changes, changes that are almost immediately obvious.\n\nThe webbing between my fingers is thick now, leathery to the touch. In addition to that, my fingernails have turned almost black and come to something of a point, more like talons now than an actual fingernails. \n\nI can feel my expressio becoming grim. //Nothing much I can do about it at this point,// I think darkly, some part of me realizing I've resigned myself to this fate, //I have a job to do, I can figure the rest out later.//\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 7>>Feeling the need to clean myself after the encounter, I find a puddle with some moderately clean water. I can't bring myself to look at my webbed fingers as I reach for the water, cupping the water as I move to wash myself. \n\nI tremble slightly when my hand touches my body, //the texture, its all wrong// the thought nearly overwhelms me. My skin has taken on several rough patches, scaly to the touch. \n\nIn a moment of panic, I scrub at my skin harder, desperate to scrub my skin to its original state. After several minutes, I finally give up, my skin sore in the places I had tried to wash the scaly texture away and having made no progress in changing what had happened.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 6>>In the wake of the fight, I make my way towards a large, somewhat clean puddle to clean myself up a little bit. When I reach for the water, I freeze in place, my outstretched hand inches from the water.\n\nSlowly, I turn my hand over, spreading my fingers revealing a thin web of skin between each of them like what you would expect to see on a frog. The skin between my fingers appears thin, almost transpartent, like nearly anything could tear through it. //This is a part of me.// The thought hits me like a physical blow.\n\nFear spikes through me, making it so that I can hardly breathe. I wretch, feeling like I'm about to empty the contents of my stomach, though the action produces nothing. I don't know how long I stare at my hands, unable to fully accept what is happening to me\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 5>>When I begin to clean myself up, I feel a knot in the pit of my stomach as I begin to carefully inspect myself.\n\nEven though I half expect something to have happened to me, I still feel like I'm going to be sick when I realize that my slightly gray skin has become more of a gray green now.\n\nFor several seconds, I look at my hands, my arms, fascenated as much as horrified at this new change I have experienced. Eventually my mind comes back to the present, that this is //my// body experiencing this change. \n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 4>>At a nearby puddle, I start to clean the worst of the filth from my body. As I do so, I begin to notice that my face feels tight, faintly rubbery to the touch.\n\nTaking a minute to explore my face with my hands, I can feel that my eyes feel different, my mouth wider than I recalled. Quickly turning my attention back to the puddle, the reflection staring back at me has eyes just a little large for the face they are on and a mouth that stretches wider than it should.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 3>>When I start to wipe the worst of the mess from my body, I notice that my fingernails look different. Inspecting further, I notice that they are both thicker than usual and look to be of a gray color.\n\n//What the, . . . // I wonder, //What the hell is happening to me.// I think with a momentary flash of anxiety.\n\n<<elseif $Mutation gte 2>>Using a nearby puddle, I spend a couple of minutes washing the worst of the filth from my body.\n\nAs my fingers slide over my skin, I start to notice that in addition to the slight graying of my skin I had noticed previously, my skin has started to take on a rough, almost pebbly texture.\n\n//I need to avoid these //things//, they're doing something to me.// I shudder slightly as I try to consider the implications. Eventually, shaken by the thoughts in my mind, I try to focus my attention elsewhere\n\n<<else>>It takes me a few seconds, but I finally get my pants pulled back up to where they belong. Once done with that, I look for a clean puddle of water to try washing the worst of the mud and grime off of my body.\n\nAs I'm finishing up, I pause, looking at my hands that look paler than usual, with a slight gray tone to the skin. //I guess I'll have to take a proper bath to get the rest of this grime off of my body.// I try desperately to not think about what just happened.\n\n<<endif>>\n\n\nReturn to [[Your room.]]

I decide to have a talk with the bartender. Carefully, I pick my way across the tavern towards him.\n\n<<if $Aaron is "Played">>When I arrive at the bar, I catch Aaron's eye. \n\nHe doesn't look happy about it, but he reluctantly makes his way over to you. "What can I get you?"\n\n"[[I've got some questions]]." I reply. <<else>>When I reach the bar, I sit down, waiting for the bartender to take notice of me. \n\nFor several minutes, I sit patiently at the bar, waiting for him to turn towards me. Meanwhile, he makes a conscious effort to avoid acknowledging me. \n\nI start to think I'm going to have to do something to force his attention on me, but I manage to catch his eyes when he glances at me through the mirror behind the bar. \n\nI see his jaw clench when I hold his gaze.\n\nWhen he turns towards me, his face is plastered with a too-happy grin, and he extends a hand towards me, "I'm Aaron, what can I get you?"\n\nI take his hand, smiling back as if he hadn't just spent over five minutes trying to ignore me until I go away, "Name's <<print $PlayerName>>, and I heard you might have a room for rent.\n\nAaron crosses his arms over his chest, giving you a defiant stare, his smile faltering, "Fifty bucks a night." He says flatly.\n\n<</if>><<if $Room is "Not Played">><<if ($PlayerCharisma + $PlayerStreetwise) gte 11>>"Tell you what, make it thirty a night and I'll pay you for a week up front."\n\nAaron seems to consider for a moment, "Alright." He finally says. \n\nReaching under the bar, he produces a key which he sets on the bar before you.\n\nI pull my billfold, rolling off a pile of twenties and tens to cover the fee. When I set the money on the counter, I pick up the key, I see the number two on the little piece of plastic dangling from it. \n\n"[[Thanks.|Aaron][$Money -= 210]]" I say.<<set $Aaron to "Played">><<else>>"Guess I don't have much choice, do I?"\n\n"Not really," He admits, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.\n\nNot seeing another option, I reach for my billfold.\n\nAcross from me, Aaron reaches under the bar and produces a key which he sets before me.\n\nI start rolling off a stack of twenties and tens to cover a week's worth of rent on the room. Meeting his eyes once more, I set the money on the bar, taking the key in its place. Dangling from the key is a little piece of plastic with the number two.\n\n"[[Thanks.|Aaron][$Money -= 350]]" I say.<<set $Aaron to "Played">><</if>><<set $Room to "Played">><</if>>\n\n<<if $Room is "Played">>[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<</if>>

No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to pull my eyes off of the man's cock, his length glistening with the woman's juices.\n\nI hesitantly move towards him, his hand on my shoulder pushing me to my knees right in front of him.\n\nMy heart races fearfully, my eyes turning to him. Seeing the look on my face, the man merely smiles down at me, pointing his cock straight towards me.\n\nI lean forward, giving the tip a tentative lick, //I can taste her pussy,// I think as the flavor hits my tongue. I give a second, longer lick, letting my tongue linger this time, //Maybe this isn't so bad,// I think as my arousal rapidly increases.\n\nImpatient at my timid approach, the man grabs hold of my head, forcing me down on his cock. Mercifully, he stops half in my mouth, my lips stretched wide over his large cock, before I can gag on his considerable length.\n\nI try to pull back, but the man's grip tightens, refusing my retreat. My eyes widen as he begins to fuck my mouth, never thrusting quite hard enough to make me gag.\n\nIn spite of myself, I find myself enjoying the man's rough treatment. My tongue instinctively twirling around his shaft.\n\n"Oh god, with a little practice you could be a real pro at this," The man says in clear approval.\n\n"I'm going to cum," The man groans, thrusting his cock down my throat. I can feel his big cock throb and swell in my throat, a moment later, I feel warmth gushing down my throat and into my belly. My eyes widen in surprise as I realize that he's cumming down my throat.\n\nWith a satisfied groan, the man pulls his cock out, leaving me gasping for breath, his last trickle of cum coating my tongue with his salty, slimy seed.\n\nThe man grinned down at me, his smile a hint unkind. "You'll make a good little slut," He growls.\n\nPutting the odd comment aside, I wipe my mouth. My eyes flicker to the woman, who watched the whole scene with an amused smile on her lips.\n\nTurning away from both of them, I quickly exit the room.\n\nA minute later, [[I find myself back in my own room.|Your room.]]\n\n<<set $Depravity += 1>><<set $Taint += 3>>

Stepping close to me, Tanya's lips brush mine lightly in something that is not quite a kiss, "I can't wait to feel you inside of me," her voice is heavy with arousal.\n\nMy own arousal spikes, my balls aching with need as my cock begins to harden.\n\nPutting my arms around her, I take a firm grip of her ass and give it a lingering squeeze before releasing her.\n\nWith one arm around her middle, holding her body close to mine, we head for my room.\n\nThe moment we are inside the door, Tanya closes the door behind her and nearly tackles me onto the bed. Her lips touch mine in a fierce kiss that takes my breath away, at the same time, her hands work frantically to release my throbbing cock from the confines of my pants.\n\nAs soon as I feel the cool air of the room on my crotch, she begins to bunch her dress up around her hips, one hand beneath her skirts as she prepares to guide me into her sex.\n\nGrinning to myself, I take hold of her hips and flip her onto the bed so that I am kneeling above her, the motion leaves her exposed from the navel down.\n\nThe hungry smile on her face is all the encouragement I need at this point, I line myself up with her visibly wet slit and thrust forward, driving my entire length into her with a single hard thrust. Her hungry expression vanishes behind a look of bliss.\n\n"Fuck me," She half begs, half commands. \n\nI do exactly that, pulling back so that only the crown of my cock remains inside of her, I thrust forward again, beginning to fuck her with slow, hard thrusts.\n\nI can feel her pussy trembling around my shaft, trying to coax my seed into her needy cunt. Her hips gyrate every time my hips meet hers, driving my arousal to impossible heights. \n\nKnowing I can not last long, I begin to thrust into her rapidly, wet slapping sounds filling the air with the sweet smell of her sex as I fuck her.\n\nWhen I feel my impending orgasm approaching, my pace begins to falter as I try to hold on for a few more seconds, to enjoy the experience for just a few moments more. \n\nSensing how close I am, her legs wrap around me, forcing me deep inside of her as her pussy begins to quiver with her own orgasm. \n\nUnable to hold on any longer, my penis twitches, shooting my cum into her depths in several thick streams.\n\nIts more than a minute after I start to soften inside of her before her legs finally loosesn their grip on me, her legs spreading wide as she smiles up at me. \n\nHer pussy makes a wet sound as I finally slide free. She leans forward, kissing my firmly on the lips, her tongue gliding across my own for a second before she breaks the kiss. \n\nWith a playful push, she rolls me off of herself and sits up. \n\nStill catching my breath, I reach for my pants and retrieve my wallet, removing $10 from it as I watch her stand up and look herself over.\n\nWhen she turns back towards me, there is something just a hint sad in her smile when she sees the money in my hand.\n\nTaking the money, she leans forward to give me another kiss, "Thank you for the fun," She says softly, then quickly exits the room.<<set $Taint += 5>><<set $Money -= 10>>\n\n[[Get dressed.|Your room.]]

<<silently>>\n<<set $playerAction to "duncel">>\n<<set $EnemyFlee to "False">>\n<<set $enemyBrawl = random(3,14)>>\n<<set $enemyDefense = random(4,15)>>\n<<set $enemyHP = random(6)>>\n<<set $weaponChance = random(1,100)>>\n<<if $weaponChance lte 15>><<set $enemyWeapon = "knife">>\n<<else>><<set $enemyWeapon = "fists">><</if>><<if $weaponChance lte 3>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,2)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 25>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 26>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 40>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 75>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 90>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 99>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,5)>><<else>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,50)>><</if>><</silently>> \sInstead of stopping, the figure instead pivots towards me without a hint of hesitation.\n\nMy eyes widen with shock. The creature before me can barely be called human. Its eyes are far too large for its head, with milky pupils. Its too wide mouth looks filled with razor sharp teeth. Pasty gray skin covers what I can see of its body.\n\nMy mind reals at what I'm seeing, refusing to fully proccess what I am seeing.\n\nBefore I even realize the abomonation has moved, its already in motion as it charges towards me, the wet patchwork of leather it wears like a cloak billowing behind it as it moves.\n\nOne of its hands flexes, drawing back. I can see long black talons where fingernails should be and its fingers look to have a membrane of some kind between them, making them look webbed like a frog's.\n\nMy self preservation kicks in at the last possible moment. I lurch to one side, its taloned fingers passing so close to my face that I can feel the passing of his hand against my skin.\n\nBy the time I turn to face the creature again, its just standing there, a grin touches its too thin lips that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.\n\n[[I prepare to defend myself.]]

Ahead of me, I see two ladies walking down the muddy street, the hems of their patchwork dresses cobbled together from ragged scraps of cloth and heavily stained with mud.\n\nHeads together, the pair talks in hushed tones as they walk towards me. When one of them sees me, she falls silent. A moment later, the other lady looks to see what has distracted her companion.\n\nBy this time, the woman who spotted you first is biting her lip, her eyes seeming to drift towards my crotch. One of her hands rises to her chest, resting lightly against her breast, her other hand begins to drift towards her crotch. The lust is unmistakable in her eyes.\n\nMy pace slows slightly, uncertain. \n\nThe second woman grabs the other's shoulder, pulling her in her wake as she starts briskly towards a nearby shack. Her companions eyes are locked on my own as she stumbles along in her wake.\n\nOnce the visibly aroused lady is inside, the other woman looks my way one last time, an odd mix of sympathy and arousal in her eyes.\n\nI take a few steps towards the shack the two ladies disappeared into when I hear the clear sound of a heavy lock sliding into place from the door.\n\nRealizing that the pair is unlikely to talk, [[I continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]

The moment my cock springs free of my pants, I turn her around. She reaches out, supporting herself against the shack that was just a moment before against her back. \n\nMeanwhile, I pull her skirt up over her hips. I hold her hip with one hand, while I guide my cock to her slick cunt with the other.\n\nFeeling me enter her, she pushes back against me, a happy moan escaping her lips.\n\nWithin seconds, we have found our rhythm, the wet slapping sounds filling the air as her hips thrust back to meet my own thrusts. Her lustful moans are loud, heedless of anyone who may overhear our fucking.\n\nIt isn't long before I feel my balls start to tighten, my orgasm rushing forward with desperate abandon. Thrusting forward, I pull her hips firmly against my own as my cock twitches and jerks inside of her, filling her with my seed.\n\nFor several seconds after I'm done, she maintains her pose, her body trembling slightly as she basks in her own orgasm.\n\nStepping back, I begin to re-buckle my pants. As I do so, the woman reaches between her legs, retrieving a smear of my cum that she raises to her lips. She smiles at me, tasting my seed, an odd glint in her eyes.\n\nWithout a word, the woman allows her dress to fall back into place, then starts walking down the road as if nothing just happened.\n\nFor a minute, I stand there, watching her go. The surreal casualness of the experience leaving me momentarily dumbfounded.\n\nRegathering my wits, [[I continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\n\n<<set $Taint += 5>>

[[return|$return]]<<if $Research is 0>><<set $Read += 1>><</if>>\n\n<<if ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 15>><<if $Read gte 7>>Placeholder.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>Placeholder.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>Placeholder.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>Placeholder.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>Laying the book on my little table, I look at it for almost a minute before finally reaching out to open it. \n\nOnce open, I thumb past a few pages I have already worked on until I reach a part of the book I've yet to go over in any detail.\n\n<<if $C2B is "Played">>When my eyes come to rest on the red inked page, I look at the scene depicted. At first, I think the darkened background is meant to depict the sky, but when I see the stone slab depicted at the center of the drawing, candles lit all along the edges, I almost instantly know that this is the 'cathedral.'<<else>>The picture depicts some form of disk with candles all along its edges, there appears to be a darkened space around it. <<endif>>All around it are hooded figures, all with curved daggers. The picture depicts the group as they dismember the woman. The horror on the woman's face in the illustration makes it clear that she is still alive during all of it. Beside her on the disk is what appears to be an abnormally large severed penis.\n\nFor the briefest of moments, I feel relief that this is only a picture, but that pleasant fantasy is dashed as I think of the murder scene in that alley what seems like only yesterday.\n\nAcross from the first macebre drawing is a series of illustrations depicting the same group of cultists reassembling the body, making modifications to it as they go. I'm barely half way through the sequence of crude drawings before I know what I will find on the next page.\n\nSure enough, as I turn the page, I'm surprised that there are several more drawings, the first showing the fully assembled body, now with a penis between her legs, a fan of hair around her head, and skin pulled tightly across her face to give her the impression of having no face at all.\n\nAs I continue down the page, there are words that I work to translate, quickly I realize that this is some form of ritual with instructions on how to perform it.\n\nThe next image depicts the robed figures removing their robes to reveal their state of arousal.\n\nThe final image shows the corpse standing in their midst, arms spread and surrounded by shadows that look like they could crawl off the page. \n\nExamining the text, I come to the sudden and jarring realization that these cultists believe they can summon Zal'chaas through this ritual.\n\nReading further, I piece together bits and pieces about the ritual and come to the understanding that the longer she remains on this plane of existence, the more powerful she would become, until she reaches a point where she can cross into our world at will from //wherever// she belongs.\n\nFor a few more minutes, I stare at the paper, so focused on the pages that I barely notice as the lights in the room begin to dim.\n\nStartled by the shift in lighting, I look up towards the light fixture to see a large moth clinging to the bulb, blocking much of the light coming from it.\n\nI turn to look for something I can swat the moth away with without breaking the bulb, seeing only the cloth I've been wrapping the old book I was just researching to use. Grabbing it, I turn back to the light, only to see that the moth is no longer there.\n\nA chill runs through me as the room seems to darken further for a second, then the light suddenly goes out. \n\nInstinctively, my hand goes to my .38 Special, drawing it though I can see nothing in the darkened room. \n\nStanding still, I listen carefully. I can hear the sounds of people downstairs in the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nWhen I feel something brush my brow, I flinch away suddenly, swatting at whatever touched me. \n\nAlmost instantly, the lights flicker. Out of the corner of my eye, I feel more than see pale white flesh. Goosebumps break out across my flesh and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. My breath catches in my throat as I pivot my gun towards what I had seen in that split second of flickering light.\n\nThen as quick as it had begun, the light is back in the room as if nothing had ever happened.\n\nI spend a minute searching the tiny room for any sign of my unwanted guests, but neither the moth or the pale creature form that I have begun to both fear and love, are anywhere to be seen.\n\nA few minutes later, I've wrapped the book back up and tucked it away once more.\n\nI try to ignore the slight tremor in my gun hand as I finally slip it back into its holster.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>As I prepare to research the book, I open it to near where I had been reading before.\n\nThe page is largely dominated a picture of naked humans, all crowded in around the faceless woman I recognize all too well. Black tentacles seem to reach out from her, holding several of the humans in place. \n\nSome of the humans are looking at themselves in horror, openly gaping at their tiny penises, most of which also have budding breasts.\n\nOthers seem to welcome those same changes, their orgasms evident in their discharge flying through the air, smiles on their faces. \n\nStill others look larger than life, muscular with raging cocks of impressive size. Out of at least twenty people in the picture, I see only two of these men in the picture. Each of them looking longingly at Zal'chaas even as they shamelessly grope some of the more feminine figures around them.\n\nUsing the notes within the book, I'm able to piece together that this image is supposedly the representation of some ritual in her name. It also clearly conveys that the people's arousal as well as their state of physical being are subject to her power.\n\n//She's transforming them into something,// I think, a sudden chill coursing through me with the precision of a scalpel, //She's making them female,// I think with horror. But then my eyes drift to the //very// male men also in the picture, //But what about them?//\n\nTurning my attention back to the notes, I find an annotation that explains, //Zal'chaas' chosen.// I realize, //Seems that a small number of her worshipers are granted //potency// as a reward for their faithfulness.//\n\nTearing my eyes away from the image, I take a deep calming breath before closing the book. While I put the book away, I can't help but wonder if this could explain why there are so many females in Wanton Cove, and what it might mean about the men.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>For about an hour, I leaf through the old book. Page by page, I reveal unsettling images of monsters made of tentacles, and gaping maws of razor sharp teeth that are sure to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. \n\nA hideous creature, the same as the statue in front of the church graces several of the pages. Its octopus like head seems to stare at me from the yellowed pages, the tentacles of its face seeming to shift every time I look away. But my eyes seem drawn to its erect canine cock, and I find myself unable to look away for long until I turn another page only to reveal more of the book's horrors.\n\nEvntually, I turn to a section of the book where there are several notes stuffed within and turn my attention to learning something. \n\nMost of my time is spent trying to compare the notes to what I find on the pages. In that time, I piece together the markings on the notes, realizing that there is a corresponding glyph on the note that matches one on the page across from it. Within a few short minutes, I have a firm grasp of that I'm looking at and start to use my considerable knowledge of the occult, combined with the notes, to decipher the page before me.\n\nThe page before me contains a fragmented, spiraling glyph. Just the sight of the unnatural glyph is enough to make me shiver. I quickly stamp down the feeling.\n\nProgress comes quickly. The book seems to be less a bible of sorts, and more the collected fragments of one. From the way the book is compiled, it seems to have been used as a reference for someone, most likely for some twisted form of worship. //Cults,// I think, slightly unsettled by the mere thought.\n\nThe early part of the book seems dedicated to explaining and depicting a hand full of what the book calls Great Old Ones. These Great Old Ones, ancient gods of near limitless power and terrible cruelty.\n\nOne intitiy seems to demand more attention than others, Cthulhu, //How do you even pronounce that?// I think, looking at the name that seems to be nothing more than a jumble of letters. The name seems associated with the humanoid creature with the octopus head. \n\nI get the sudden impression of this creature, looming tall as a skyscraper, looking down at me with cold uncaring eyes.\n\nMy heart begins to beat so voilently that my chest begins to hurt, a sound like a wounded animal escaping my lips.\n\nTurning one more page, I see an illistration on the next page that I find myself drawn to. \n\n//Zal'chaas.// A voice seems to whisper seductively in my ear. Unable to look away from the pale faceless female with the large cock. The dark tentacles behind her seem to move on the page.\n\nSlamming the book closed, the pain begins immediately to subside, though my pulse takes much longer to slow. \n\nThe pain is slowly replaced by a subtle arousal, bringing attention to where <<if $Taint lte 39>>my cock, fully erect, throbs.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>hard penis has become completely hard.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>my tiny cock has hardened.\n\n<<else>>wet my new pussy has become. \n\n<</if>>Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I begin to wrap the book back up.\n\nFeeling deeply unsettled, I look at the book for a few more moments, knot really knowing //what// to expect, thought nothing happens.\n\n//Looks like this book is going to be taking up a bit of my time in the coming days.// \n\nUnsettled by the things I am reading, I eventually mark my spot and close the book once more.\n\n//Looks like I have a lot of reading to do in the coming days.// I think with a scowl.\n\n<</if>>\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 12>><<if $Read gte 7>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>Laying the book on my little table, I look at it for almost a minute before finally reaching out to open it. \n\nOnce open, I thumb past a few pages I have already worked on until I reach a part of the book I've yet to go over in any detail.\n\n<<if $C2B is "Played">>When my eyes come to rest on the red inked page, I look at the scene depicted. At first, I think the darkened background is meant to depict the sky, but when I see the stone slab depicted at the center of the drawing, candles lit all along the edges, I almost instantly know that this is the 'cathedral.'<<else>>The picture depicts some form of disk with candles all along its edges, there appears to be a darkened space around it. <<endif>>All around it are hooded figures, all with curved daggers. The picture depicts the group as they dismember the woman. The horror on the woman's face in the illustration makes it clear that she is still alive during all of it. Beside her on the disk is what appears to be an abnormally large severed penis.\n\nFor the briefest of moments, I feel relief that this is only a picture, but that pleasant fantasy is dashed as I think of the murder scene in that alley what seems like only yesterday.\n\nAcross from the first macebre drawing is a series of illustrations depicting the same group of cultists reassembling the body, making modifications to it as they go. I'm barely half way through the sequence of crude drawings before I have a pretty good idea of what to expect on the coming page.\n\nSure enough, as I turn the page, I'm surprised that there are several more drawings, the first showing the fully assembled body, now with a penis between her legs, a fan of hair around her head, and skin pulled tightly across her face to give her the impression of having no face at all.\n\nAs I continue down the page, there are words that I work to translate, quickly I realize that this is some form of ritual with instructions on how to perform it.\n\nThe next image depicts the robed figures removing their robes to reveal their state of arousal.\n\nThe final image shows the corpse standing in their midst, arms spread and surrounded by shadows that look like they could crawl off the page. \n\nExamining the text, I have a near certainty that these cultists believe they can summon Zal'chaas through this ritual.\n\nReading further, I piece together bits and pieces about the ritual and come to the understanding that the longer she remains on this plane of existence, the more powerful she would become, possibly even reaching a point where she can cross into our world at will from //wherever// she belongs.\n\nFor a few more minutes, I stare at the paper, so focused on the pages that I barely notice as the lights in the room begin to dimn.\n\nStartled by the shift in lighting, I look up towards the light fixture to see a large moth clinging to the bulb, blocking much of the light coming from it.\n\nI turn to look for something I can swat the moth away with without breaking the bulb, seeing only the cloth I've been wrapping the old book I was just researching to use. Grabbing it, I turn back to the light, only to see that the moth is no longer there.\n\nA chill runs through me as the room seems to darken further for a second, then the light suddenly goes out. \n\nInstinctively, my hand goes to my .38 Special, drawing it though I can see nothing in the darkened room. \n\nStanding still, I listen carefully. I can hear the sounds of people downstairs in the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nWhen I feel something brush my brow, I flinch away suddenly, swatting at whatever touched me. \n\nAlmost instantly, the lights flicker. Out of the corner of my eye, I feel more than see pale white flesh. Goosebumps break out across my flesh and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. My breath catches in my throat as I pivot my gun towards what I had seen in that split second of flickering light.\n\nThen as quick as it had begun, the light is back in the room as if nothing had ever happened.\n\nI spend a minute searching the tiny room for any sign of my unwanted guests, but neither the moth or the pale creature form that I have begun to both fear and love, are anywhere to be seen.\n\nA few minutes later, I've wrapped the book back up and tucked it away once more.\n\nI try to ignore the slight tremor in my gun hand as I finally slip it back into its holster.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>As I prepare to research the book, I open it to near where I had been reading before.\n\nThe page is largely dominated a picture of naked humans, all crowded in around the faceless woman I recognize all too well. Black tentacles seem to reach out from her, holding several of the humans in place. \n\nSome of the humans are looking at themselves in horror, openly gaping at their tuny penises, most of which also have budding breasts.\n\nOthers seem to welcome those same changes, their orgasms evident in their discharge flying through the air, smiles on their faces. \n\nStill others look larger than life, muscular with raging cocks of impressive size. Out of at least twenty people in the picture, I see only two of these men in the picture. Each of them looking longingly at Zal'chaas even as they shamelessly grope some of the more feminine figures around them.\n\nUsing the notes within the book, I'm able to piece together that this image is supposedly the representation of some ritual in her name. It also clearly conveys that the people's arousal as well as their state of physical being are subject to her power.\n\n//She's transforming them into something,// I think, a sudden chill coursing through me with the precision of a scalpel, //She's making them female,// I think with horror. But then my eyes drift to the //very// male men also in the picture, //But what about them?//\n\nTearing my eyes away from the image, I take a deep calming breath before closing the book.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>For about an hour, I leaf through the old book. Page by page, I reveal unsettling images of monsters made of tentacles, and gaping maws of razor sharp teeth that are sure to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. \n\nA hideous creature, the same as the statue in front of the church graces several of the pages. Its octopus like head seems to stare at me from the yellowed pages, the tentacles of its face seeming to shift every time I look away. But my eyes seem drawn to its erect canine cock, and I find myself unable to look away for long until I turn another page only to reveal more of the book's horrors.\n\nEvntually, I turn to a section of the book where there are several notes stuffed within and turn my attention to learning something. \n\nMost of my time is spent trying to compare the notes to what I find on the pages. In that time, I piece together the markings on the notes, realizing that there is a corresponding glyph on the note that matches one on the page across from it. Just looking at it is enough to send a sudden chill down my spine. Within a few short minutes, I have a grasp of that I'm looking at and start to decipher the page before me.\n\nThe page before me contains a fragmented, spiraling glyph. Using the notes, and my knowledge of the occult, I begin to piece together what I am looking at.\n\nI slowly manage to piece together something about this book, and the //cult// it represents. They seem to believe in a race of ancient gods known at the Great Old Ones. The book speaks of their near limitless power and the horrors they casually dispensed on mortals.\n\nTurning one more page, I see an illistration on the next page that is instantly identifiable to me. The body in the alley, and more recently, the statue in front of the church.\n\n//Zal'chaas.// A voice seems to whisper seductively in my ear.\n\nSlamming the book closed, the pain begins immediately to subside, though my pulse takes much longer to slow. \n\nThe pain is slowly replaced by a subtle arousal, bringing attention to where <<if $Taint lte 39>>my cock, fully erect, throbs.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>hard penis has become completely hard.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>my tiny cock has hardened.\n\n<<else>>wet my new pussy has become. \n\n<</if>>//Looks like I have a lot of reading to do in the coming days.// I think with a scowl.\n\n<</if>>\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 9>><<if $Read gte 7>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>Laying the book on my little table, I look at it for almost a minute before finally reaching out to open it. \n\nOnce open, I thumb past a few pages I have already worked on until I reach a part of the book I've yet to go over in any detail.\n\n<<if $C2B is "Played">>When my eyes come to rest on the red inked page, I look at the scene depicted. At first, I think the darkened background is meant to depict the sky, but when I see the stone slab depicted at the center of the drawing, candles lit all along the edges, I have a strong suspicion that this is the 'cathedral.'<<else>>The picture depicts some form of disk with candles all along its edges, there appears to be a darkened space around it. <<endif>>All around it are hooded figures, all with curved daggers. The picture depicts the group as they seem to dismember the woman. The look on the woman's face in the illustration makes me wonder if she is still alive during all of it. Beside her on the disk is what appears to be an abnormally large severed penis.\n\nFor the briefest of moments, I feel relief that this is only a picture, but that pleasant fantasy is dashed as I think of the murder scene in that alley what seems like only yesterday.\n\nAcross from the first macebre drawing is a series of illustrations depicting the same group of cultists moving pieces of the body around, it takes me several pictures to realize that they are rebuilding it into something new. \n\nTurning the next page, I'm surprised that there are several more drawings, the first showing the fully assembled body, now with a penis between her legs, a fan of hair around her head, and skin pulled tightly across her face to give her the impression of having no face at all.\n\nAs I continue down the page, there are words that I work to translate, it takes me a few minutes, but I start to realize that this is supposed to be some kind of ritual.\n\nThe next image depicts the robed figures removing their robes to reveal their state of arousal.\n\nThe final image shows the corpse standing in their midst, arms spread and surrounded by shadows that look like they could crawl off the page. \n\nReading further, I piece together bits and pieces about the ritual and come to the understanding that it has something to do with our plane of existance and another, though I'm not entirely sure what it all means.\n\nFor a few more minutes, I stare at the paper, so focused on the pages that I barely notice as the lights in the room begin to dimn.\n\nStartled by the shift in lighting, I look up towards the light fixture to see a large moth clinging to the bulb, blocking much of the light coming from it.\n\nI turn to look for something I can swat the moth away with without breaking the bulb, seeing only the cloth I've been wrapping the old book I was just researching to use. Grabbing it, I turn back to the light, only to see that the moth is no longer there.\n\nA chill runs through me as the room seems to darken further for a second, then the light suddenly goes out. \n\nInstinctively, my hand goes to my .38 Special, drawing it though I can see nothing in the darkened room. \n\nStanding still, I listen carefully. I can hear the sounds of people downstairs in the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nWhen I feel something brush my brow, I flinch away suddenly, swatting at whatever touched me. \n\nAlmost instantly, the lights flicker. Out of the corner of my eye, I feel more than see pale white flesh. Goosebumps break out across my flesh and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. My breath catches in my throat as I pivot my gun towards what I had seen in that split second of flickering light.\n\nThen as quick as it had begun, the light is back in the room as if nothing had ever happened.\n\nI spend a minute searching the tiny room for any sign of my unwanted guests, but neither the moth or the pale creature form that I have begun to both fear and love, are anywhere to be seen.\n\nA few minutes later, I've wrapped the book back up and tucked it away once more.\n\nI try to ignore the slight tremor in my gun hand as I finally slip it back into its holster.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>As I prepare to research the book, I open it to near where I had been reading before.\n\nThe page is largely dominated a picture of naked humans, all crowded in around the faceless woman I recognize all too well. Black tentacles seem to reach out from her, holding several of the humans in place. \n\nSome of the humans are looking at themselves in horror, openly gaping at their tuny penises, most of which also have budding breasts.\n\nOthers seem to welcome those same changes, their orgasms evident in their discharge flying through the air, smiles on their faces. \n\nStill others look larger than life, muscular with raging cocks of impressive size. Out of at least twenty people in the picture, I see only two of these men in the picture. Each of them looking longingly at Zal'chaas even as they shamelessly grope some of the more feminine figures around them.\n\nUsing the notes within the book, I'm able to slowly piece together that this might be some kind of ritual, or perhaps a representation of her power or influence.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>For about an hour, I leaf through the old book. Page by page, I reveal unsettling images of monsters made of tentacles, and gaping maws of razor sharp teeth that are sure to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. \n\nA hideous creature, the same as the statue in front of the church graces several of the pages. Its octopus like head seems to stare at me from the yellowed pages, the tentacles of its face seeming to shift every time I look away. But my eyes seem drawn to its erect canine cock, and I find myself unable to look away for long until I turn another page only to reveal more of the book's horrors.\n\nEvntually, I turn to a section of the book where there are several notes stuffed within and turn my attention to learning something. \n\nMost of my time is spent trying to compare the notes to what I find on the pages. I'm almost frustrated enough to slam the book shut when I have a sudden realization, there is a corresponding glyph on the note that matches one on the page across from it. Just looking at it is enough to send a sudden chill down my spine. \n\nAfter that, its slow work, but I finally begin to piece together what I'm looking at. Something about the //Great Old Ones// that the owners of this book worshiped. Working through the first few pages, I am chilled to my core when I read of the casual horrors depicted within.\n\nTurning one more page, I see an illistration on the next page that is instantly identifiable to me. The body in the alley, and more recently, the statue in front of the church.\n\n//Zal'chaas.// A voice seems to whisper seductively in my ear.\n\nShuddering, I close the book. \n\nThinking of the naked illistration of Zal'chaas I begin to feel aroused, bringing attention to where <<if $Taint lte 39>>my cock, fully erect, throbs.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>hard penis has become completely hard.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>my tiny cock has hardened.\n\n<<else>>wet my new pussy has become.\n\n<</if>>//I'm out of my depth with this, but maybe if I stick with it, I'll be able to learn something useful.//\n\n<</if>>\n\n<<elseif ($PlayerOccult + $PlayerIntelligence) gte 6>><<if $Read gte 7>>\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 6>>Placeholder.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 5>>Placeholder.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 4>>Placeholder.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 3>>Laying the book on my little table, I look at it for almost a minute before finally reaching out to open it. \n\nOnce open, I thumb past a few pages I have already worked on until I reach a part of the book I've yet to go over in any detail.\n\nThe pages are filled with horrible pictures of body mutilation, following the dismemberment of a female. \n\nAs I turn through the next couple of pages, I'm barely able to make sense of any of the notes or text, but eventually come to the realization that this is some form of summoning ritual. \n\nBy the end of the three page entry, the body has been patched back together into the horrible image I know from the alley. The final image looking like it could reach right off of the page.\n\nFor a few more minutes, I stare at the paper, so focused on the pages that I barely notice as the lights in the room begin to dimn.\n\nStartled by the shift in lighting, I look up towards the light fixture to see a large moth clinging to the bulb, blocking much of the light coming from it.\n\nI turn to look for something I can swat the moth away with without breaking the bulb, seeing only the cloth I've been wrapping the old book I was just researching to use. Grabbing it, I turn back to the light, only to see that the moth is no longer there.\n\nA chill runs through me as the room seems to darken further for a second, then the light suddenly goes out. \n\nInstinctively, my hand goes to my .38 Special, drawing it though I can see nothing in the darkened room. \n\nStanding still, I listen carefully. I can hear the sounds of people downstairs in the Barmaid's Daughter.\n\nWhen I feel something brush my brow, I flinch away suddenly, swatting at whatever touched me. \n\nAlmost instantly, the lights flicker. Out of the corner of my eye, I feel more than see pale white flesh. Goosebumps break out across my flesh and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. My breath catches in my throat as I pivot my gun towards what I had seen in that split second of flickering light.\n\nThen as quick as it had begun, the light is back in the room as if nothing had ever happened.\n\nI spend a minute searching the tiny room for any sign of my unwanted guests, but neither the moth or the pale creature form that I have begun to both fear and love, are anywhere to be seen.\n\nA few minutes later, I've wrapped the book back up and tucked it away once more.\n\nI try to ignore the slight tremor in my gun hand as I finally slip it back into its holster.\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 2>>For more than an hour I try to research the leatherbound tome. And for more than an hour, my only return is frustration. \n\nAs I leaf through the pages of the book, I look upon the grotesque pictures that dominate many of its pages. \n\nI shudder slightly, //If things like this were real, . . . // My thought trails off as I turn another page. On it is a mass of scaly tentacles and razor sharp teeth, all spread like some kind of twisted halo.\n\nI'm near to giving up entirely when I turn another page. \n\n//Its her.// I think, my heart suddenly racing.\n\nReaching out, my fingers touch the page, brushing her shoulder lightly.\n\nIn the time it takes me to blink, the image seems to shift slightly. She somehow looks pleased, and more erect than before. All in spite of her lack of facial features that would usually convey such disposition. \n\n//Na'a, tooh leh,// Her voice seems to whisper in the back of my mind.\n\nI jerk my hand back, startled. The whispers instantly stop. Slowly, I reach out again, not entirely sure what to expect. When my fingers touch the same spot, I brace for the hispers to start again, but nothing seems to happen.\n\n//This place has me on edge, seeing and hearing things that aren't there.//\n\nLetting out a breath I hadn't even noticed I was holding, I close the book.\n\n//I'll continue this another time.//\n\n\n<<elseif $Read gte 1>>For about an hour, I leaf through the old book. Page by page, I reveal unsettling images of monsters made of tentacles, and gaping maws of razor sharp teeth that are sure to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. \n\nA hideous creature, the same as the statue in front of the church graces several of the pages. Its octopus like head seems to stare at me from the yellowed pages, the tentacles of its face seeming to shift every time I look away. But my eyes seem drawn to its erect canine cock, and I find myself unable to look away for long until I turn another page only to reveal more of the book's horrors.\n\nEvntually, I turn to a section of the book where there are several notes stuffed within and turn my attention to learning something. \n\nMost of my time is spent trying to compare the notes to what I find on the pages. In that time, I begin to figure out what the annotations and notes have to do with the corresponding pages of strange text. \n\n//Zal'chaas,// The word on the page seems to jump out at me, my eyes lingering on the almost organic script for several seconds. I feel an ache of arousal from my loins where <<if $Taint lte 39>>my cock, fully erect, throbs.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>hard penis has become completely hard\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>my tiny cock has hardened.\n\n<<else>>wet my new pussy has become.\n\n<</if>> Feeling more than a little overwhelmed, I lean back, closing the book as I do so. I try to ignore my state of arousal as I consider the book, //Didn't make much progress, but at least next time I have the patience for this, I know how to start. This is going to be slow going.//\n\n<</if>>\n\n<<else>>For about an hour, I leaf through the old book. Page by page, I reveal unsettling images of monsters made of tentacles, and gaping maws of razor sharp teeth that are sure to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. \n\nA hideous creature, the same as the statue in front of the church graces several of the pages. Its octopus like head seems to stare at me from the yellowed pages, the tentacles of its face seeming to shift every time I look away. But my eyes seem drawn to its erect canine cock, and I find myself unable to look away for long until I turn another page only to reveal more of the book's horrors.\n\nEvntually, I turn to a section of the book where there are several notes stuffed within and turn my attention to learning something. \n\nMost of my time is spent trying to compare the notes to what I find on the pages. Its not long before my frustration begins to grow as I prove incapable of unlocking the mysteries of the book through the enegmatic notes and the completely incomprehensible script on the pages. \n\nFinally, I look at the red inked drawing //Or maybe its, not ink. I'm likely happier not knowing,// that dominatesthe page of a particularly note heavy section of the book. My gaze lingers on //her//, her perfect naked body and featureless face, her arms spread wide as if seeking my embrace. I shudder inwardly, telling myself that its my unease. Her massive phallus is erect in the picture, the slit at its tip seeming to glisten with moisture. As I stare, the darkly shaded tentacles around her seem to shift and move, almost hypnotically. \n\n//Zal'chaas.// A voice seems to whisper seductively in my ear.\n\nI slam the book shut, my heart beating frantically in my chest. After a moment, I rebundle the book, trying to ignore how <<if $Taint lte 39>>hard my cock is.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 54>>hard my penis has become.\n\n<<elseif $Taint lte 94>>achingly hard my tiny cock has become.\n\n<<else>>achingly wet my new pussy has become.\n\n<</if>><</if>>\n\n[[return|$return]]<<set $Research to 1>>\n\n\n\n\n

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>I slow in the street as I look around. \n\nI see a single figure walking my way, their broad hat tilted so the rain water flows to one side when it runs off of it.\n\nThe second thing I notice is the fact that there isn't another soul in sight.\n\nIts easy to tell from the figure's stride that they're moving to intercept me.\n\n//Looks like trouble,// I have time to think as the distance between us closes.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>I become aware of the lack of people on the main street of Wanton Cove at the same moment I notice a single figure angling across the street towards me at the edge of my vision.\n\nStopping where I stand, I start to turn towards the figure right as they rush me.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I find myself lost in thought as I walk down the main street of Wanton Cove.\n\nSuddenly, I'm brought out of my brooding by the sound of a bootstep, far too close behind me.\n\nThe assailant is nearly upon me by the time I'm able to turn, my hand already reaching for my .38 Special.\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>[[Fight|StreetFight]]\n\n\n\n<<silently>>\n<<set $playerAction to "duncel">>\n<<set $EnemyFlee to "False">>\n<<set $enemyBrawl = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyFirearms = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyDefense = random(2,15)>>\n<<set $enemyHP = random(3,5)>>\n<<set $weaponChance = random(1,100)>>\n<<if $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $enemyWeapon = "gun">>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 30>><<set $enemyWeapon = "knife">>\n<<else>><<set $enemyWeapon = "fists">><</if>><<if $weaponChance lte 3>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,2)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,6)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 25>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 26>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 40>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 75>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 90>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 99>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,5)>><<else>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,50)>><</if>><</silently>> \s

Standing on the waterfront, the sounds of your fight temporarily drowning out the sounds of the water lapping at the shoreline.\n\n/%Player's actions%/\n<<if $playerAction is "gun">>\s\n <<if $Ammo gte 1>>/%Assuming enemies have an ammunition count as well. If not, "$ammo" would be shorter%/\s\n <<set $Hit = $PlayerFirearms + random(1,15)>>\s\n <<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t <<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n <<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>/%You didn't specify the damage formula, so I'm using this. =^-^=%/\s\n <<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet. <<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.<<set $Ammo -= 1>>\n <</if>>\s\n <<else>>\s\n\tYou have no ammo!\n <</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "fists">>\s\n\tYou throw a punch at your opponent.\n\t<<set $Hit = $PlayerBrawling + random(1,15)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $enemyDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou deal <<print $damage>> to the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $enemyHP = $enemyHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $enemyHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant is still on their feet.\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour assailant falls to the ground, dead.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n<<elseif $playerAction is "use">>\nWorking quickly with your First Aid Kit, you tend the worst of your wounds.\n<<elseif $Flee is "true">> You turn to run.\n<</if>>\s\n\n/%Enemy's actions%/\n<<if $enemyHP gte 3>>\n\t<<if $enemyWeapon is "gun">>\s\n\tThe enemy fires their gun!\n\t\t<<if $Ammo gte 1>>\s\n\t\t<<set $Hit = $enemyFirearms + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t\t<<set $damage = random(2,4)>>\n\t\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\t\tYou're injured by your opponent's attack.\n\t\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostDock]]\n\t\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t//Click!// The gun wasn't loaded!\n\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "knife">>\s\n\tYour opponent slashes at you with their knife.\n <<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,3)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from your attacker! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou attacker's knife cuts you painfully!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostDock]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent's attack misses.\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<<elseif $enemyWeapon is "fists">>\s\n\tYour opponent throws a punch.\n\t<<set $Hit = $enemyBrawl + random(1,12)>>\s\n\t\t<<if $Hit gt $playerDefense>>\s\n\t\t<<set $damage = random(1,2)>>\n\t\tYou take <<print $damage>> from the enemy! \s\n\t\t<<set $CharHP = $CharHP - $damage>>\s\n\t\t\t<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\s\n\t\t\tYou take the hit, but you're not down yet!\n\t\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\t\t[[You have been defeated.|LostDock]]\n\t\t\t<</if>>\s\n\t\t<<else>>\s\n\t\tYour opponent missed!\n\t\t<</if>>\n\t<</if>>\n<<elseif $enemyHP lte 2 and $enemyHP gt 0>>\nYour opponent attempts to flee!\n<<set $enemyFlee = random(1,15)>>\n\t<<if $enemyFlee gte ($PlayerPerception + $PlayerIntelligence)>>\n\tYour assailant disappears into the night.<<set $EnemyFlee to "true">>\n\t<<else>>\n\tYour opponent fails to escape you.\n\t<</if>>\n<</if>>\n/%Player's next action%/\nYou currently have HP: <<print $CharHP>>\n\n<<if $CharHP gte 1>>\n\t<<if $Flee is "true">>Out maneuvering your opponent, you [[flee from your attacker.|the waterfront][$Flee to "false"]]\n\t<<elseif $EnemyFlee is "true">>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextPassage]]\n\t<<elseif $enemyHP lte 0>>\s\n\tI take a moment to look myself over, taking stock of myself to make sure I haven't suffered any serious injury.\n\n\t[[Continue|nextPassage]]\n\t<<else>>\n\tChoose your next action: [[Punch him|fight][$playerAction = "fists"]]\s\n\t[[Shoot him|fight][$playerAction = "gun"]]\n\tFirst Aid Kit: <<print $Aid>> <<if $Aid gte 1>><<if $CharHP lte 5>>[[Use|fight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 5; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 6>>[[Use|fight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 4; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 7>>[[Use|fight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 3; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 8>>[[Use|fight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 2; $Aid -= 1]] <<elseif $CharHP is 9>>[[Use|fight][$playerAction = "use"; $CharHP += 1; $Aid -= 1]] <</if>><</if>>\n\t[[Flee from him|fight][$Flee to "true"; $playerAction = "flee"]]\n\t<</if>>\n<<else>>\n<</if>>

Ny arousal getting the better of me, my hand slides beneath soapy waters. My hand finds, and encircles my embarrassing reminder of the changes I have started to experience here in Wanton Cove.\n\nI shudder in pleasure as even the barest touch, my cock nearly quivering with need in my hand.\n\nClosing my eyes and trying to forget about how much smaller my penis is now than when I arrive in this God foresaken town, I settle deeper into the water and begin to stroke my cock.\n\nAt first, my movements are slow and gentle, but over the next couple of minutes, my movements become more rapid, more driven as the first signs of my orgasm begin to appear in the form of a deep ache in my crotch, the way my balls begin to pull up against my body.\n\nMy hips jerk upwards, half of my small penis exiting the water just in time to release a thick rope of cum into the air. When the second stream of cum exits the tip of my cock, the tip of my penis is still beneath the water, my seed dispersing into long strands in the water.\n\nA ragged gasp escapes my lips as a third smaller rope of cum fires from the top of my cock, this time dribbling down over my hand as I milk the last few drops of cum from my shaft.\n\nLaying back in the water, I spend several minutes basking in the afterglow of the experience. When the water begins to become tepid, I slip from the water and dry myself before dressing myself. The whole time, I self consciously avoid looking down at my diminished manhood.\n\n[[Continue.|Your room.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0 and $SailorGoo is "Played">> Walking through the run down residential area, I see something glistening wetly a head of me.\n\nWhen I step forward to investigate, I see a puddle of White Goo in the grass beside the muddy street. \n\nIt appears to be the same as the White Goo I've seen before.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\nor\n[[Investigate Closer.|IG2]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>I almost step in the White Goo before I see it glowing softly in the muddy street.\n\nPausing, I kneel down for a closer look at the White Goo. \n\nIt only takes you a moment to determine that this White Goo looks just like what you've seen before.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]\nor\n[[Investigate Closer.|IG2]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 2 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>For just a second, I think I see a cloaked figure. The figure's hood is pulled up to conceal their features.\n\nBefore you can move to get a better look at the figure, the person slips stealthily between two apparently abandoned houses. \n\nBy the time I reach the place I last saw the figure, the only sign that remains of the figure is the boot prints in the mud.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><<else>>For just a second, I think I see a cloaked figure. The figure's hood is pulled up to conceal their features.\n\nBefore you can move to get a better look at the figure, the person slips stealthily between two small houses. \n\nBy the time I reach the place I last saw the figure, there is no sign of the cloaked figure.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]<</if>>\n\n\n\n

Gesturing at the Crucifix on the wall, then the Bible on the small table, "You're Christian right? I'm guessing you used to attend church?"\n\n"I was raised Catholic," She seems self conscious as she says it, "And I used to attend church here in town until, . . ."\n\n"Until the Pastor died?" I prompt.\n\nShe nods, "Pastor Erkon," She says softly. \n\n<<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 9>>"I know this can't be easy for you," My voice is soothing, "Its alright, you dont have to talk about it if you dont want to," I say.\n\n"Why are you asking about him?" She asks, searching my eyes. Her voice is thick with emotion.\n\n"Honestly, I was just curious. But after asking around just a little bit, I'm starting to wonder if there's more to it.\n\nMs Sherwood gives a slow nod, "They said that he commited suicide, jumped from the bluff. Apparently Mr Jackobson saw it happen," She swallows audibly, "We never got another Pastor, and no one took care of the church after that." \n\nHer tone holds some heartache, "The town just hasn't been the same sense."<<else>>"Can you tell me about it?" I ask.\n\nI can see in her body language that she's growing increasingly uncomfortable.\n\n"I dont really know much," She barely whispers, "The church closed after it happened. You'd have to ask around to learn more than that."<</if>>\n\nI thank her for what she was able to share, but realizing I'm not likely to learn more, I decide to change the subject.\n\n[[Did you think of anything you could add about the waterfront?]]\n\n[[What about the man with the limp you mentioned before?]]\n\n[[You said your brother was leaving on the fishing boat?]]\n\n[[Tell me a little about yourself?]]\n\n[[You seemed a little intimidated by Aaron?]]<<if $SherwoodSex is "Played">><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[As about the book from the Church basement.]]<</if>>\n\n[[Maybe I can itch that scratch for you again?|Sherwood Sex]]\n\n<</if>>or\n\n[[Done asking questions for now.|Ms Sherwood's House]]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

<<if $Depravity lte 5>>Feeling a growing arousal, I let my hand slide down my body, one hand finding its way towards my breasts.\n\nI pause, the strangeness of my touching my own female body is enough to stop me dead in my tracks for several seconds.\n\nClosing my eyes, I clinch my fists. \n\n//Fuck!// I think, part weirded out by what I was starting to do, part frustrated by the sexual tension.\n\nI take a deep breath, letting some of the tension drain out of me.\n\nReluctantly, I cup one of my breasts, the orb of flesh nearly aching to be touched. A tingle of excitement down below draws my other hand back below the waterline.\n\nI feel a shiver run through me, and it has nothing to do with the temprature of the water. \n\nIt feels like an electric current courses through me when my fingers touch the folds of my pussy.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I pause, tense, but my arousal drives my actions. \n\nA single finger parts my nether lips. The incredible feeling makes me shudder, a soft moan escaping my lips.\n\nMy fingers delve deeper, probing at my opening. The feeling becomes nearly overwhelming, my mind blanking for a split second as all I can feel is the pleasure. \n\nDesperate to feel something inside of me, a single finger probes deeper. \n\nA gasp, just the wrong side of a whimper escapes my lips as I feel a pinch deep inside of myself.\n\nI hold myself like that, too scared to probe deeper, but too tense to pull my finger out. \n\nAfter an extended pause, I start to pull my finger out, a throaty moan fills my ears. I cant help but slide my finger back inside, deeper this time.\n\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>Hesitant, I allow a single finger to slip into my hole. \n\n<</if>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>My eyes roll back in my head, and my finger quickly finding a rhythm. Slow at first, then with increasing speed.\n\nIt doesn't take long before I can feel a pressure building deep within my belly. \n\nWith a suddenness that surprises me, a pressure, like a dam prepared to burst, crashes over me as I experience a powerful orgasm.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>My breath catches as my fingers begin to thrust in and out of my new pussy. \n\nEvery thrust of my fingers becomes more insistant than the previous one, my need growing into something desperate.\n\nMy body begins to shudder with every thrust as I get closer to the peak that my body so desperately craves.\n\nMy hips jerk suddenly, my body tensing as I cum. My hips moving spazmatically as I experience a series of small orgasms, one right after another so close together that I can barely distinguish one from another. \n\nWhen they finally stop coming, my body goes limp, the water sloshing out of the tub around me. \n\nI breathe in deeply, letting out a shuddering breath as I work to breathe normally again. \n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Slipping my finger nearly free again, I plunge forward this time, probing my bepths with an insistant thrust of my finger.\n\nWithin moments, my fingers are pistoning in and out of my pussy with incredible need. It only takes a minute before I can feel a tightness starting to form in the core of my being. \n\nThat tightness continues to grow until I can barely breathe around it. Then that tightness is gone suddenly, like a mortar bursting violently. \n\nMy body jerks, my breath catching in my throat as I cum.\n\nI gasp, fighting to bring air into my lungs as I sink deeper into the tub's water.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\nAfter a little while, I slip from the water to dry myself and get dressed.\n\n[[Continue|Your room.]]<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>Feeling the arousal in the pit of my stomach, I let my hands trail down my naked, female body. \n\nThe revalation that I'm in a female body, and that I'm becoming increasingly aroused by my own touch doesn't bother me the way I feel it should. Instead, I feel excitement winning out over my unease. \n\nExploring my body, my hands drift over my chest as I caress and lightly pinch at the tender flesh. Every little touch seems to build upon the aching need between my legs. \n\nUnable to prolong the enevitable any longer, one of my hands drifts downwards, slipping beneath the water in search of my new sex.\n\nI moan softly when I feel my fingertips brush over my slit, seeking out the sensitive little nub above my opening. When I find it, I let my fingertip rest on it, enjoying the building pressure that it causes.\n\nReluctantly, my finger dips lower, seeking out my vagina's opening.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>I pause, only a hint of unease fighting its way through my arousal.\n\nA single finger parts my nether lips. The incredible feeling makes me shudder, a soft moan escaping my lips.\n\nMy fingers delve deeper, probing at my opening. The feeling becomes nearly overwhelming, my mind blanking for a split second as all I can feel is the pleasure. \n\nDesperate to feel something inside of me, a single finger probes deeper. \n\nA gasp, just the wrong side of a whimper escapes my lips as I feel a pinch deep inside of myself.\n\nI hold myself like that, too scared to probe deeper, but too tense to pull my finger out. \n\nAfter an extended pause, I start to pull my finger out, a throaty moan fills my ears. I cant help but slide my finger back inside, deeper this time.<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>When I find my opening, I dont even hesitate, my finger slips past my opening, plunging inside of my pussy.\n\n<</if>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>My eyes roll back in my head, and my finger quickly finding a rhythm. Slow at first, then with increasing speed.\n\nIt doesn't take long before I can feel a pressure building deep within my belly. \n\nWith a suddenness that surprises me, a pressure, like a dam prepared to burst, crashes over me as I experience a powerful orgasm.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>My breath catches as my fingers begin to thrust in and out of my new pussy. \n\nEvery thrust of my fingers becomes more insistant than the previous one, my need growing into something desperate.\n\nMy body begins to shudder with every thrust as I get closer to the peak that my body so desperately craves.\n\nMy hips jerk suddenly, my body tensing as I cum. My hips moving spazmatically as I experience a series of small orgasms, one right after another so close together that I can barely distinguish one from another. \n\nWhen they finally stop coming, my body goes limp, the water sloshing out of the tub around me. \n\nI breathe in deeply, letting out a shuddering breath as I work to breathe normally again. \n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Slipping my finger nearly free again, I plunge forward this time, probing my bepths with an insistant thrust of my finger.\n\nWithin moments, my fingers are pistoning in and out of my pussy with incredible need. It only takes a minute before I can feel a tightness starting to form in the core of my being. \n\nThat tightness continues to grow until I can barely breathe around it. Then that tightness is gone suddenly, like a mortar bursting violently. \n\nMy body jerks, my breath catching in my throat as I cum.\n\nI gasp, fighting to bring air into my lungs as I sink deeper into the tub's water. <<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\nWhen I finally slip from the tub's teped waters, I quickly dry myself and get dressed.\n\n[[Continue|Your room.]]<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>I tremble with a mixture of excitement and need, almost desperate to feel something, //anything// inside of my aching cunt. \n\nMy hands drift over my body, wanting, //needing// to feel every sensation I'm capable of bringing myself.\n\nThe sound that escapes my lips is like a wanton harlot's cry of passion. It only serves to drive my arousal higher.\n\nMy nipples poke above the water like two hard mountain peaks. The gently moving waters seem to lap at the aching buds.\n\nUnable to resist my need any longer, one of my hands slide beneath the waters towards my pussy.\n\nWhen my fingers find my slit, I spread my legs slightly for better access as I prepare to slide a finger inside.\n\n<<if $Cherry is "True">>Unable, or perhaps unwilling to wait, I thrust a single finger inside, spearing my hymen. A cry out as I feel something inside of my pussy for the first time. \n\nI dont move for several seconds, but the aching need to be fucked, with //anything// drives me to start moving my finger in and out with slow even strokes.\n<<set $Cherry to "False">><<else>>A smile touches my lips as a shuddering moan fills the air around me. Unable to resist the urge to probe myself, I thrust a finger inside of my new pussy.\n\n<</if>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>My eyes roll back in my head, and my finger quickly finding a rhythm. Slow at first, then with increasing speed.\n\nIt doesn't take long before I can feel a pressure building deep within my belly. \n\nWith a suddenness that surprises me, a pressure, like a dam prepared to burst, crashes over me as I experience a powerful orgasm.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>My breath catches as my fingers begin to thrust in and out of my new pussy. \n\nEvery thrust of my fingers becomes more insistant than the previous one, my need growing into something desperate.\n\nMy body begins to shudder with every thrust as I get closer to the peak that my body so desperately craves.\n\nMy hips jerk suddenly, my body tensing as I cum. My hips moving spazmatically as I experience a series of small orgasms, one right after another so close together that I can barely distinguish one from another. \n\nWhen they finally stop coming, my body goes limp, the water sloshing out of the tub around me. \n\nI breathe in deeply, letting out a shuddering breath as I work to breathe normally again. \n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>Slipping my finger nearly free again, I plunge forward this time, probing my bepths with an insistant thrust of my finger.\n\nWithin moments, my fingers are pistoning in and out of my pussy with incredible need. It only takes a minute before I can feel a tightness starting to form in the core of my being. \n\nThat tightness continues to grow until I can barely breathe around it. Then that tightness is gone suddenly, like a mortar bursting violently. \n\nMy body jerks, my breath catching in my throat as I cum.\n\nI gasp, fighting to bring air into my lungs as I sink deeper into the tub's water.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\nA little water sloshes over the tub's side as I step out of it. I pause to look down on my body, half smiling as I feel a hint of arousal starting to build in my loins once more.\n\n//God, I need something more substantial than a finger inside of me.// I think.\n\nTrying to put the thought aside, I quickly dry myself off and start to get dressed.\n\n[[Continue|Your room.]]<</if>>\n

Kicking my pants to the side, I step up to the bed.\n\nLaying on her back, she grins up at me, spreading her lets in invitation. My <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock throbs in need as I gaze down at her.\n\n<<if $Depravity gte 5>>I hesitate for a moment before starting to climb onto the bed. Slowly, I start moving into position. <<else>>Needing no further encouragement, I climb onto the bed, slipping between her legs. <<endif>><<if $GooCounter is 0>>I feel her fingers touch my rigid <<if $Taint gte 70>>little penis <<else>>member<<endif>>, sluding me between her welcoming folds. The moment I feel the tip of my cock find her hole, I push forward, sliding <<if $Taint gte 70>> into her. I feel my hips touch hers before I reach very deeply into her. <<else>>deep inside of her with a single slow thrust. <<endif>><<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>Reaching down, I guide the tip of my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little penis <<else>>cock<<endif>> to the wet folds of her pussy. Sliding it up and down her slit, I find her opening and push forward, hilting my <<if $Taint gte 70>>short <<endif>>cock inside of her with as a single motion. <<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>I feel fingers touch my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock, guiding me towards her waiting hole. When I feel the crown of my <<if $Taint gte 70>> cocklet <<else>>cock <<endif>>nudge her opening, <<if $Taint gte 70>>only reaching a short distance into her before I feel my hips press against hers. For a second, I enjoy the feel of myself <<else>>I thrust forward, slamming balls deep<<endif>> inside of her sweltering cunt. Its only then that I realize that both of her arms are wrapped around my shoulders, meaning that it must have been the man who guided me inside of her.\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>//What a wierdo.// I think, a little put off by what the man just did, //What self respecting guy would touch another man's cock?<<if $Taint gte 70>> Not that I have much of one anymore. <<endif>>//<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>My <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>cock throbs involuntarily at the revalation.<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>My <<if $Taint gte 70>>small <<endif>>cock throbs hard, jerking inside of the woman at the revalation. I can't help but acknowledge, if just to myself, that I find what he just did to be highly erotic.<</if>><<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>> \n\nFeeling the warm wetness of her pussy wrapped rightly around my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>penis, I close my eyes and savor the feelig for several long seconds, the whole time, her pussy ripples around my invading member. \n\nShe grinds her hips against my own, causing me to let out an involuntary moan of pleasure. When she repeats the motion, I draw back<<if $Taint gte 70>> just a little bit, lest I slip from her hole<<endif>>, then slide back inside of her. Within moments, I'm fucking her pussy with slow but firm thrusts, the throaty moans that escape her lips are a clear indication of what she thinks of my performance.\n\nWhen I feel myself getting close to my own release, I begin to quicken my pace, the woman thrusting up against me wildly as her own orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy clamps down tightly around my <<if $Taint gte 70>>undersized <<endif>>cock, throbbing as it tries to milk the cum from my<<if $Taint gte 70>> little<<endif>> balls. She doesn't have to wait long, I press my hips as tightly against her own as I'm able and let the last of my resistance go. \n\nMy <<if $Taint gte 70>>penis <<else>>cock <<endif>>throbbs almost painfully as I begin to pump jet after jet of my cum deep inside of her waiting cunt.\n\nWhen my <<if $Taint gte 70>>tiny <<endif>>erection finally begins to go down, I slip it free of her well used hole, a bit of my cum leaking from her pussy. I only have a moment to admire the view before the man, who I realize was watching our fornication the whole time, moves to take my place. \n\nWith a single savage thrust, he buries his own cock inside of the woman, much to her obvious pleasure, and begins to fuck her hard and fast.<<if $Taint gte 70>> I can't help but notice how much better she responds to his touch than to my own. <<endif>>\n\n<<if $Depravity lte 5>>Turning away from the couple, I start to dress myself.<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>I can't help but watch the couple fuck for a time. I find myself oddly fascinated as I see how my own cum acts as lubrication for his own turn at her pussy.\n\nShaking the thought aside, I turn away from the couple and begin to dress myself.<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>Seeing the man fucking the pussy I just filled with my own cum is enough to make my <<if $Taint gte 70>>penis <<else>>cock <<endif>>start swelling with need once more. I can see the way his big cock forces my cum out of her well used hole with every thrust, while lubing his own use of her cunt.\n\n//That's really a beautiful sight,// I think, no longer sure if I'm thinking about their fucking, her pussy stretched around his cock, or the way his cock seems to fill her pussy so fully. //I wonder what their mixed juices would taste like?//\n\nUnsure of what to think of my final thought, I begin to dress myself, still watching the show that the couple is putting on.<</if>>\n\nOnce I'm fully dressed again, I slip quietly from their room and make my way [[back to my own.|Your room.]]\n\n<<set $Taint += 4>>

The squelching of my boots is punctuated by the sound of raindrops dripping lazily between the leaves overhead. \n\nBarely visible in the bushes beside the trail, I see a small snare, a dead squirrel handing from a noose, its fur matted with rain. //Wonder how long its been hanging in that trap?// I think idly.\n\nTurning my attention back to the trail, [[I continue on my way.|Trail]]

I feel a tickle start inside of my new pussy, like a deep itch that I could never reach. \n\nMy eyes linger on the man's cock, requiring a conscious effort on my part to look away from the hard, veiny shaft. When I look at the woman, I feel a slight stirrings in my loins, but nothing like I'm accustomed to when gazing upon a pretty girl. \n\nIt takes all my will to keep my eyes off of the hard, throbbing member jutting from the man's crotch. My arousal raising steadily as I slowly approach the bed. Once I reach the end of the bed, I begin to slowly undress, my hands shaking as I do so, //Like a fucking virgin.// I think uneasily.\n\n[[Nevermind.|Decline the offer.]]\n[[Stay and watch the couple fuck.]]\n[[Sixty-nine her.|69FF]]\n<<if $Depravity gte 4>>[[Suck his cock.]]\n[[Sixty-nine him.]]\n[[Let him fuck you Missionary style.]]\n[[Let him fuck you Doggy style.]]\n[[Fuck him Cowgirl style.]]<</if>>\n<<if $Depravity gte 10>>[[Let him fuck your ass.]]<</if>>\n\n<<set $GooCounter = random(0, 2)>>\n<<if $Depravity lte 6>><<set $Depravity += 1>><</if>>\n\n

Having nothing more to ask at this time, I politely excuse myself. \n\nMr Jackobson mumbles something resembling a crude goodbye in my wake.\n<<if $JackobsonHouse gte 2>><<else>><<set $JackobsonHouse +=1>><</if>><<set $JackobsonBluff to 1>>\n<<slumlink "Exit Mr Jackobson's home.">>

<<back>>\n\nI want to thank all the people who have been such a help and inspiration to me as I've worked on this, and other projects.\n\nThank you to all my fans. Without you, I'd quickly lose all motivation and will to work on this kind of project. \n\nThank you to everyone over in the twine help thread on TFGamesSite.com You are all to willing to help, while asking nothing in return. You guys are absolutely wonderful.\n\nThank you to AngelofRevelation from TFGamesSite.com, and a personal friend. While you don't know much more than me when it comes to coding a game like this, you're always willing to take a look over my shoulder and help me to fix problems that crop up, or give me a second opinion on a chunk of code so that I know I'm doing it right. You played a big part in getting the character creator in place, I doubt I would have done it without you.\n\nA very special thanks to TheMadExile from TFGamesSite.com. You have always shown an amazing amount of patience in explaining how things work and helping me with the multitude of problems and questions that I've brought to your attention. When I struggle with something, you're always there to help set me straight, often going so far as to write entire chunks of code for me. Without you, I'd have likely given up game making within a week of the time I first started. You have been an incredible help every step of the way. Thank you!\n\nThanks to Patchwolf for helping out with testing for a while, and for introducing me to Trello, which has proven to be a very useful tool for brainstorming, planning, storyboarding and tracking progress\n\nThank you to Sensate and Rfpnj from TFGamesSite (Along with a couple of other people who have come and gone along the way) for grinding through frequent test builds, helping me run down and fix countless bugs, and generally acting as a sounding board on different issues. Not only have you guys made this game much more playable for those trying to enjoy this game, but you have also made this game much easier and much more fun to work on by saving me the countless hours of mind numbing testing that I would otherwise have to do in order to polish this game into something playable.\n\nPatrons at the $20 level:\n-Halacon\n-stephen stricklin\n\nPatrons at the $10 level:\n-Blauz\n\n<<back>>

As I make my way inside the Church, I feel a sudden sharp chill on my neck, like a frozen knife slipping through my flesh.\n\nI freeze in place, the chill slipping down my spine, my breath caught in my throat. Carefully, I draw a breath, my hand going slowly to the nape of my neck. Only to find a hint of wentess. Almost as soon as I touch the wetness, I realize what happened; a drop of watter had fallen from the doorframe of the Church, striking me just inside the colar of my coat.\n\nTaking a deep breath to calm myself, //boy, this place really has me on edge,// I think to myself.\n\nAdjusting my collar, I slip [[inside the little Church.|stepping carefully inside.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>As I near my room, I hear a muffled moan come from one of the other rooms.\n\nLooking towards the sound, I see a nearby door standing part way open. A sliver of light coming from it illuminates the nearby hallway.\n\nTaking a couple of steps towards the door, I glance through the crack, only to see a naked couple on the bed. The woman is on her hands and knees, her face buried in the pillow as the man fucks her from behind. \n\nThe smell of sex is strong, and the man's every thrust causes a wet slapping sound. From where I'm standing, I have a perfect side profile. The man's unusually large cock glistens with her juices as he thrusts into her with the rhythmic intensity of a piston.\n\nWith no warning, the man looks my way, a knowing grin spreading on his lips as he meets my gaze. For several seconds, his eyes look me up and down, as if appraising me.\n\nA moment later, the woman looks up, her eyes first turning towards her lover as if to ask why he stoped, then following his gaze to me. Instead of looking embarrassed, a hint of a smile touches her lips instead.\n\n"Care to join us?" The man asks casually.<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>Nearing my room, a muffled scream snaps my attention towards a nearby door.\n\nInstinct kicking in, I quickly close the distance between myself and the door, turning the knob and shoving the door open.\n\nBefore me is a couple, in the middle of their lovemaking. The woman is laying on her back, her legs spread wide and her breasts bouncing with the man's every thrust. \n\nThe couple stops suddenly, surprised by my sudden intrusion.\n\nAfter several seconds, wracking my mind for a way to gracefully remove myself from the awkward situation, the tableau is broken as the man begins to thrust into the woman again with slow, even strokes. Both people appear completely unashamed of the fact that they are fucking in front of a complete stranger.\n\n"In or out," The man says with a smirk, "Just don't stand there with the door open all day."<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>As I approach my room, I notice a door further down the hallway standing ajar.\n\nLooking towards the sound, I see a nearby door standing part way open. A sliver of light coming from it illuminates the nearby hallway.\n\nWhen I reach the door, I glance through the crack. \n\nInside, I see a man and woman on the bed, the woman on her back with the man poised over her. From where I'm standing, I can see right between their legs, with a clear view of the man's cock as it slides in and out of her wet pussy. The man's ass flexes with every thrust and his grunts are only marginally louder than the sound of the couple's hips slapping together.\n\nI don't stand there for long before the woman notices me. With a little smile, she motions for me to come to her. The motion drawing the attention of the man fucking her pussy. \n\nWhen the man glances over his shoulder at me, a slow smile crosses his features, "The more the merrier," He says lightly, a clear invitiation to join them.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>\n\n[[Decline the offer.]]\n<<if $Taint lte 30>><<if $Depravity lte 5>>[[Reluctantly Accept.]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>[[Reluctantly Accept.]]\n[[Eagerly Accept.]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>[[Eagerly Accept.]]\n\n<</if>><<elseif $Taint lte 54>><<if $Depravity lte 5>>[[Reluctantly Accept.|MidReluctant]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>[[Reluctantly Accept.|MidReluctant]]\n[[Eagerly Accept.|MidEager]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>[[Eagerly Accept.|MidEager]]\n\n<</if>><<elseif $Taint lte 94>><<if $Depravity lte 5>>[[Reluctantly Accept.|MidReluctant]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>[[Reluctantly Accept.|MidReluctant]]\n[[Eagerly Accept.|MidEager]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>\n[[Eagerly Accept.|MidEager]]\n\n<</if>><<else>><<if $Depravity lte 5>>[[Reluctantly Accept.|FemaleReluctant]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity lte 9>>[[Reluctantly Accept.|FemaleReluctant]]\n[[Eagerly Accept.|FemaleEager]]\n\n<<elseif $Depravity gte 10>>[[Eagerly Accept.|FemaleEager]]\n<</if>><</if>>

"Can you think of anyone who might have wanted to hurt anyone here in town?" I ask.\n\nMs Sherwood looks almost troubled, as if she's struggling to find an answer, "No, nothing like this, never." She says softly, pointedly not looking at the body, her expression clearly troubled.\n\n"You're sure? I probe.\n\n"Yeah," Her answer is more sure this time.\n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?|B1A]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?|B1B]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?|B1C]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?|B1D]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?|B1E]]\n<</if>>\n[[If I have any further questions, where can I find you?]]\n\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

"The whitish fluid on her, have you seen anything like that before? I ask, "Maybe you know where it might have come from?"\n\nMs Sherwood's expression is clearly troubled, "Y-you think," her eyes go to the body, not leaving it as she continues to speak, "you think she might have been //raped?//" The last work out of her mouth is almost a whisper.\n\nI open my mouth, almost uttering the truth, //"I don't know."// but manage to stay silent, instead I say, "It's probably just something from the ocean, but I thought I'd ask anyway."\n\nShe nods, seeming to agree with my assessment, but she seems content to ponder the ground at her feet for a long time after the question.\n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?|B1A]]\n\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?|B1B]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?|B1C]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?|B1E]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?|B1F]]\n<</if>>\n[[If I have any further questions, where can I find you?]]\n\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

<<if $GooCounter is 0 and $SailorGoo is "Played">> Walking down the main street running through town, I see something glistening wetly a head of me.\n\nWhen I step forward to investigate, I see a puddle of White Goo on the wooden sidewalk. \n\nIt appears to be the same as the White Goo I've seen before.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]\nor\n[[Investigate Closer.]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>I almost step in the White Goo before I see it glowing softly in the street.\n\nPausing, I kneel down for a closer look at the White Goo. \n\nIt only takes you a moment to determine that this White Goo looks just like what you've seen before.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]\nor\n[[Investigate Closer.]]<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 2 and $SailorGoo is "Played">>For just a second, I think I see a cloaked figure. The figure's hood is pulled up to conceal their features.\n\nBefore you can move to get a better look at the figure, the person slips stealthily into an alley. \n\nBy the time I reach the alley, there is no sign of the cloaked figure.<<set $GooCounter -= 2>>[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]\n<<else>>For just a second, I think I see a cloaked figure. The figure's hood is pulled up to conceal their features.\n\nBefore you can move to get a better look at the figure, the person slips stealthily into an alley. \n\nBy the time I reach the alley, there is no sign of the cloaked figure.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Head into the center of town.]]<</if>>\n\n\n\n

"Mind telling me why you were out here?" I ask, watching her eyes.\n\n"My," Ms Sherwood pauses so briefly that I almost miss it, "brother, Burt, he left on the fishing boat a little while ago. I came down to the docks to see him off." She says, "He's the only family I have."\n\nI glance out at the cove. Out in the open ocean, barely visible, I can see a fishing boat moving away from Wanton Cove\n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?|B1A]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?|B1C]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?|B1D]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?|B1E]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?|B1F]]\n<</if>>\n[[If I have any further questions, where can I find you?]]\n\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

"Looks like she she has some pretty serious scarring around her ankle, she might have walked with a limp," I begin, "No one with a limp went missing recently?"\n\nMs Sherwood glances at Aaron, then turns her eyes to the body, openly staring at the ankle, "Wilson Crow. I haven't seen him in a few days." \n\n<<if $PlayerPerception gte 9>>I can't help but notice the way Aaron gives her a hard look when she answers. \n\n<</if>>"But he's a fisherman, so he probably just went out with one of the fishing boats.<<set $Crow to "Played">>\n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?|B1A]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?|B1B]]\n<<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?|B1D]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?|B1E]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?|B1F]]\n<</if>>\n[[If I have any further questions, where can I find you?]]\n\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

"You don't happen to know who she is?" I ask gently.\n\n"No, I don't think I've ever seen her before," Ms Sherwood says.\n\n<<if $PlayerPerception gte 8>>I notice her eyes flicker to the victim's ankle. //I'll have to follow up on this later, she might know more than she's letting on, but she seems reluctant to share right now.// \n<</if>>\n\nAsk about:\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?|B1B]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?|B1C]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?|B1D]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?|B1E]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?|B1F]]\n<</if>>\n[[If I have any further questions, where can I find you?]]\n\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

Upon arriving in my room, I've barely had time to close the door when I notice a soft sound, //thump, thump, thump, thump,// coming rhythmically from somewhere near my bed.\n\nMy eyes flicker around the small room, but I see nothing that might be the source of the sound.\n\nMaking my way towards the bed, I quickly come to the realization that the sound is coming from the other side of the wall. I put my ear to the wall, the sound becoming clearer and taking on a distinctly wooden sound. I can also hear a soft feminine moan.\n\n//Well, someone's receiving a good fucking,// I think with a smirk as I realize the sound is that of a headboard hitting the wall.\n\nShaking my head softly, [[I continue about my business.|Your room.]]

<<if ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 15>>"I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about your family?" I ask tectfully.\n\nI can see Mr Morichi's expression tighten a little bit. He takes a long sip of his tea, then sits the cup down. His eyes turn out the window when he begins to speak, "Truly unpleasant as much of my family history is, I'll speak of it this once in the name of budding friendship," He glances at me only long enough to utter a question before turning his gaze back towards the ocean, "Are you looking for specifics about my family, or is this a simple blanket inquiry?"\n\n"Just a general question. Curiosity mostly."\n\nMe Morichi nods slowly, "It would seem that my family line will end with the death of my daughter."\n\nBefore I can insert a question, he raises a single finger towrds me to silence me, "My daughter is locked away in this mansion because she is a danger to herself, and the family line is sure to end with her because she is barren."\n\nI find myself leaning towards Mr Morichi, curious.\n\n"She is a hermaphrodite, and has proven unable to conceive. And to my shame, the only child I have ever sired is her," Reaching out, he takes hold of his tea cup, sipping lightly at the bitter fluid within.\n\n"But perhaps this is too much to burden a near stranger with?" He does not wait for any reply from me before continuing.\n\n"My father was a sailor, he died when his ship was lost at sea before I was born. My mother, God rest her soul, raised me with the aid of the mansion staff. Perhaps her greatest sin was that she loved me. She sheltered and coddled me as a whild, protecting me from the dangers of the world, both real and perceived," Another sip of his tea, then he lowers it to cradle the cup at chest height, "My only friends were the house staff, and it became difficult for me to associate with the common people of Wanton Cove. I became an outcast."\n\nA sudden smile blossoms on his face, "Forgive me, you ask about my family, and I begin sharing my personal woes instead."\n\nWaving one hand dismissively, "The only two people in my family that I ever knew was my mother, and my daughter, so it is difficult for me to give much real insight into my family tree. However when people ask about my family, they are typically only insterested in Zodak Alhazred."\n\n"Now, I can only comment based on what my mother told me, and what I have heard from the locals, but it is my understanding that Zodak was //not// a likable man. He was broody, angry and violent. From my understanding he sired half this town, though the only one with the courage to admit their child was his, or perhaps dumb enough, was Nishi Morichi, who was working as a seving girl at the Barmaid's Daughter," He takes a little sip of his tea, "Though it went by a different name back then.\n\nWaving his hand dismissively again, "She bore him a son, and when he died, that son claimed his father's estate, or what remained of it at that time. He however did not take the Aljazred name. From my understanding, he was every bit as unpleasant as his father was."\n\nHe begins to raise his teacup to his lips again, but then pauses to look into the cup, "Bother," He mumbles, sitting the cup down and refilling it. He leaves the cup sitting on the little table between you.\n\n"Is there anything specific I can shed a little light upon?" He asks.\n\nI think for a few seconds, then shake my head.\n\nHe starts talking again, this time focused on his mother, telling a few short stories about his childhood before conversaion drifts off.\n\nI find it a little odd that he would not speak about his daughter.\n\n<<if $MorichiDaughter is 0>><<set $MorichiDaughter to 1>><<endif>><<elseif ($PlayerEttiquette + $PlayerCharisma) gte 8>>"Can you tell me about your family?" You ask.\n\nI can see Mr Morichi's expression tighten a little bit. He takes a long sip of his tea, then sits the cup down, "Be careful how you ask a man a question like that," Mr Morichi's tone is carefully even, "But I'll forgive your misstep," His eyes turn out the window when continues, "Truly unpleasant as much of my family history is, I'll speak of it this once in the name of budding friendship," He glances at me only long enough to utter a question before turning his gaze back towards the ocean, "Are you looking for specifics about my family, or is this a simple blanket inquiry?"\n\n"Just a general question. Curiosity mostly."\n\nMe Morichi nods slowly, "It would seem that my family line will end with the death of my daughter."\n\nBefore I can insert a question, he raises a single finger towrds me to silence me, "My daughter is locked away in this mansion because she is a danger to herself, and the family line is sure to end with her because she is barren."\n\nI find myself leaning towards Mr Morichi, curious.\n\n"She is a hermaphrodite, and has proven unable to conceive. And to my shame, the only child I have ever sired is her," Reaching out, he takes hold of his tea cup, sipping lightly at the bitter fluid within.\n\n"But perhaps this is too much to burden a near stranger with?" He does not wait for any reply from me before continuing.\n\n"My father was a sailor, he died when his ship was lost at sea before I was born. My mother, God rest her soul, raised me with the aid of the mansion staff. Perhaps her greatest sin was that she loved me. She sheltered and coddled me as a whild, protecting me from the dangers of the world, both real and perceived," Another sip of his tea, then he lowers it to cradle the cup at chest height, "My only friends were the house staff, and it became difficult for me to associate with the common people of Wanton Cove. I became an outcast."\n\nA sudden smile blossoms on his face, "Forgive me, you ask about my family, and I begin sharing my personal woes instead."\n\nWaving one hand dismissively, "The only two people in my family that I ever knew was my mother, and my daughter, so it is difficult for me to give much real insight into my family tree. However when people ask about my family, they are typically only insterested in Zodak Alhazred."\n\n"Now, I can only comment based on what my mother told me, and what I have heard from the locals, but it is my understanding that Zodak was //not// a likable man. He was broody, angry and violent. From my understanding he sired half this town, though the only one with the courage to admit their child was his, or perhaps dumb enough, was Nishi Morichi, who was working as a seving girl at the Barmaid's Daughter," He takes a little sip of his tea, "Though it went by a different name back then.\n\nWaving his hand dismissively again, "She bore him a son, and when he died, that son claimed his father's estate, or what remained of it at that time. He however did not take the Aljazred name. From my understanding, he was every bit as unpleasant as his father was."\n\nHe begins to raise his teacup to his lips again, but then pauses to look into the cup, "Bother," He mumbles, sitting the cup down and refilling it. He leaves the cup sitting on the little table between you.\n\n"Is there anything specific I can shed a little light upon?" He asks.\n\nI think for a few seconds, then shake my head.\n\nHe starts talking again, this time focused on his mother, telling a few short stories about his childhood before conversaion drifts off.\n\nI find it a little odd that he would not speak about his daughter.\n\n<<if $MorichiDaughter is 0>><<set $MorichiDaughter to 1>><<endif>><<else>>"Tell me about your family," I try to strike up conversation.\n\n"No," Mr Morichi says flatly.\n\nSurprised at the answer, I look at him, half expecting to see a little smirk on his face, but the expression I see is one of thinly veiled anger.\n\nBefore I can try defusing the situation, Mr Morichi adds, "My family is filled with unpleasantness, and most of what I know is mere hearsay anyway. I would rather not speak of it.\n\nI nod, though he is not looking my direction. Considering my options, I realize it might be best to change the subject.\n\n<<endif>>[[Ask Mr Morichi about his tea.]]\n\n[[Ask Mr Morichi about the history of Wanton Cove.]]<<if $MorichiDaughter gte 1>>\n\n[[Ask about Mr Morichi's daughter.]]<<endif>><<if $PastorBook is "Taken">>\n\n[[Ask about the book from the Church basement.|Morichi Book]]<<endif>>\n\n[[Taking my leave, I exit the mansion.|Bluff]]

"Why did you slap me like that?" I ask, a little more heat in my tone than I had intended.\n\nTanya seems to flinch back slightly at my anger, then meets my gaze. I can see her own anger looking back at me, "Not willing to listen to reason," She hisses, then adds in a playful tone that others around the Barmaid's Daughter can likely hear, "If you want to play with me, you have to pay me."\n\nShe bites her lips seductively, giving me a smile that does not quite touch her eyes.\n\n<<if $Tom2 is "Not Played">><<if $Day gte 3>>[[There seems to be a lot more ladies in town than men. Why is that?]]\n\n<<endif>>or\n\n[[That's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter]]<<endif>><<if $Tom2 is "Played">>[[Taht's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter][set $Tom2 to "Duncel"]] <<endif>><<if $Tom2 is "Duncel">><<if $Day gte 3>>[[There seems to be a lot more ladies in town than men. Why is that?]]\n\n<<endif>>or\n\n[[That's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter]] <<endif>>

[[return|$return]]\n\nZodak Alhazred was something of an enigma. Nothing is known about our town's founder before he came to this place.\n\nOf middle eastern descent, he was by historical accounts a tall and slim man, bordering on skeletal. Rumor has it that he sired half the children in Wanton Cove in its first years.\n\nNo one knows what his selection process was for the original settlers of this island, but it is said that the original settlers were paid in gold to come here and start a life in this place. Some of the descendants of the original settlers still own bits of gold that they claim were part of that payment.\n\nZodak Alhazred was known to have a brooding, and intense disposition, prone to bouts of anger that quickly subsided. \n\nHe built his own home on the bluff outside the town of Wanton Cove. A decade later, part of the bluff collapsed, sliding into the sea. Zodak Alhazred, nor his home, was ever seen again. \n\nHis only known son, a bastard sired with a young girl who lived on the island at that time, spent his life following in his father's footsteps, orchestrating the growth of the fledgling town before he was fully a man. Towards the middle of his life, he commissioned the construction of a grand mansion in his father's memory on the bluff. The mansion still stands to this day.\n\n[[Return to Table of Contents.|Wanton Cove History Book]]\n\n[[return|$return]]

I can hear the rain coming down again, harder than usual this time. From the roof, I can hear the roar of large drops of rain pummeling the roof of the building.\n\nGlancing out a window, I can see the rain, falling so hard that I can barely see out the window.\n\nI can't help but be a little [[thankful to not be outside right now.|Your room.]]

Nearing the waterfront, I look out over the water.\n\nJust past the cove, I see a fishing boat sailing past Wanton Cove, seagulls cawing and flying around the ship as it glides through the water.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|the waterfront]]

"You have any idea who she was?" I ask, my gaze shifting towards the body for several seconds before slipping back to Aaron.\n\n"Not a clue," Aaron says, his own gaze flickering towards the Barmaid's Daughter once more, "And Wanton Cove is a fairly small community, so I know everyone."\n\n"In that case, you don't know where she might have come from, do you?" I follow up on the first question, my tone curious.\n\nAaron grimaces, his eyes moving about as if searching for an answer, "I don't know, the currents around these parts can be tricky. We get things washed up on shore from all kinds of places."\n\nSighing inwardly, I change the subject.\n\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?]]<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?]]<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?]]<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?]]<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?]]<</if>><<if $B1Water is "Played">>\n[[Any idea how long she might have been in the water?]]<</if>>\nor\n[[I'm done talking to Aaron.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]

The moisture in the air is so thick that it makes the air actually smell //wet//. \n\nI take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the cool, damp air.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|Run down part of town.]]

The moisture in the air is so thick that it makes the air actually smell //wet//. \n\nI take a deep breath, filling my lungs with the cool, damp air.\n\n[[Continue on your way.|Head into the center of town.]]

I can hear soft raindrops striking the forest canopy overhead, all around me is the soft whisper of raindrops striking leaves and dripping through the branches over my head.\n\nI glance up at the greenery above, idly taking note of the fact that none of the rain is actually reaching the ground.\n\nSuppressing a soft smile, [[I continue down the path.|Trail]]

<<if $Sherwood is "Not Played">>"I don't think we've been properly introduced," I begin, extending a hand in greeting, I'm <<print $PlayerName>>, <<print $PlayerName>> <<print $PlayerName2>>.\n\n"Ms Sherwood," She replies hesitently, her eyes flickering to Aaron so quickly that I'm not sure I really saw it. Her hand shake is limp, like she's scared to touch my hand.\n\nWhen I release her hand, it goes to her red skirt, smoothing it as she nervously fidgets.<<set $Sherwood to "Played">><<else>>"Mind if I ask a few more questions?" I ask Ms Sherwood, hoping to coax a little more information out of her.\n\nShe opens her mouth as if she's going to say something, then she simply nods. <</if>>\n\nAsk about:\n[[You have any idea who she was?|B1A]]\n[[What are you doing out here on the beach today?|B1B]]\n<<if $B1Limp is "Played">>\n[[Anyone go missing who had a limp?|B1C]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Goo is "Played">>\n[[Any idea why there would be White Goo on the body?|B1D]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Sex is "Played">>\n[[Is there anyone in town who would sexually assault someone?|B1E]]\n<</if>><<if $B1Shoulder is "Played">>\n[[Can you think of anyone who might try hurting someone like that?|B1F]]\n<</if>>\n[[If I have any further questions, where can I find you?]]\n\nor\n\n[[I'm done talking to Ms Sherwood.|Investigate the pale shape amongst the rocks.]]<<set $Body1S to "Played">>

Entering the shipbuilder's shack, my eyes drift over the seemingly random assortment of wood, tools and machinery that fill the shack's interior. \n\nFollowing the oil lamps that dimly light the interior through the winding path that leads to the back of the shack, it isnt long before I see Phil, engrossed in his work, towards the back of the shop. \n\n"Hello!" I call, giving him some warning that I am coming.\n\nWhen he glances up from his work, his expression changes slightly, seeming to lighten his mood, "Coming by to visit? Or planning to grill me about your missing friend again?" His voice holds a hint of humor.\n\n[[Mind if I ask you a few questions?|Shipbuilder QA]]\n\n[[Exit the Shipbuilder's Shack.|Go check out the shipbuilder's shack.]]

My eyes drift to Nadia's ample bosom.\n\n"Maybe you could help me with something?" She asks playfully.\n\n<<if $NadiaFirstFlirt is "false">> "What do you need?" I ask with honest curiosity.\n\nWith a playful smile on her lips, Nadia lets one hand slide downward, straying across her belly before vanishing behind the counter on it's way towards her crotch. "I've got this terrible itch, and I'd love it if someone could scratch it for me." She bites her lip and gives me a look that makes my heart race with excitement.\n\nMy eyebrows rise at her forwardness, "Oh?" I manage to croak out, provoking a soft giggle from Nadia.<<set $NadiaFirstFlirt to "true">><<else>>"Oh?" I reply in good humor, "I'm going to guess you have an itch that you need help sscratching?" \n\nBiting her lip seductively, she nods at me. <</if>>\n\n<<if $Taint lte 64 && $Day gte 2>>[[Accept her generous offer.]]\nor\n<<else>>I consider her offer for a couple of seconds, my eyes trailing over her body as a faint smile finds its way onto her lips.\n\n//I really need to get settled in at the inn,// I think. //Maybe once I start my investigation in ernest tomorrow.//\n\nWith an apologetic smile, I <</if>>[[Politely Decline]]

<<if $TTalk is "false">>"Any chance you met a young man named Tom?" I ask, "He would have come into Wanton Cove about a month ago?"\n\nTanya bites her lip, meeting my eyes, "I haven't been in town all that long," She replies, "You're the first stranger to come here since I arrived."\n\n"No one mentioned him?" I pry.\n\nTanya shakes her head a little sadly, "Sorry I can't be of any help."\n\nSighing inwardly, "Thanks anyway."\n\n[[Absently, I step back from the bar.|The Barmaids Daughter][$TTalk to "true"]]<<else>>"I was wondering if we could talk for a little bit?" I inquire.\n\nA sultry smile touches her lips, "Sure all you want to do is talk? I //do// have other talents.\n\n"Maybe later, but now, I just have a couple of questions." I say.\n\nGiving a little pout, "You're no fun," She says, a mix of humor and disappointment on her face, "But I suppose I can talk until someone comes seeking my services. What did you want to talk about?\n\n[[Inquire about Tom again.]]\n\n<<if $Day gte 3>>[[There seems to be a lot more ladies in town than men. Why is that?]]\n\n<<endif>><<if $TWarning is "Played">>[[Why did you slap me?]]\n\n<<endif>>or\n\n[[That's all for now.|The Barmaids Daughter]]\n\n<<endif>>

"Tell me about the statues in front of the Church." I say.\n\n"They've been there forever, they're just gargoyles. Aaron replies.\n<<if ($PlayerIntelligence + $PlayerPerception) gte 10>>\nI can tell that the question has him rattled. The way his eyes flicker around, it's like he's watching for something to come through the wall at him. \n\nLast time I saw someone so shaken by a simple question, they knew something that was worth killing for. Never found out what they knew, but their body was found stuffed in a dumpster the next morning.\n\nI almost try to coax a little more information out of him, but I think better of it. For now, it's enough to know that there's something important about those statues.<</if>>\n\nAsk about:\n[[Wanton Cove]]\n<<if $FirstStatue is "Played">>[[Church]]\n<</if>><<if $Pastor is "Played">>[[Tell me more about the pastor.]]\n<</if>><<if $Fountain is "Played">>[[Engravings on the fountain.]]\n<</if>><<if $SailorGoo is "Played">>[[White Goo.]]<</if>><<if $Body1 is "Played">>[[Body on the shore.]]\n<<if $JackobsonBluff is 3>>[[Do you know where Mr Jackobson might have gotten off to?]]<</if>><</if>>\nor\n[[Step away from the Bartender.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

A wanton moan cuts through the den of noise in the tavern.\n\nIt only takes me a moment to locate the source. \n\nA short distance away, a woman, the top of her dress pulled down to her waist, and her skirt shoved up over her hips. She's bent over at the waist while a man holds her hips. The man has his trousers around his ankles, thrusting his cock into her with wild abandon as he ruts at her cunt. A second man stands in front of her, her lips wrapped around the man's penis as she eagerly sucks him.\n\nAll around the three, others are gathered around, watching the carnal scene play out.\n\nIt takes me a moment, but I manage to pull my eyes away from the scene.\n\n[[Continue on my way.|The Barmaids Daughter]]

Stepping towards the woman, I kneel between her legs.\n\nPicking up on what I intend, the man moves back, positioning himself so that he can watch.\n\nI let one hand trail along the inside of her thigh towards her pussy. When my hand arrives at its destination, my other hand moves to join it. Delicately, I spread her pussy, admiring the view before me for several seconds before leaning forward and giving her clit a little kiss. I follow the act by licking her pussy, from bottom to top, my tongue flicking across her hole and her clit along the way.\n\nHer hands take hold of my head, holding me in place as she grinds against my face. Smiling into her pussy, I drive my tongue deep inside of her, causing her to squeal her approval.\n\nFor a moment, I wonder if the salty tang of her pussy is because some guy has cum inside of her recently, but her hips gyrating against my face quickly distracts me from the thought.\n\nI hold her hips tightly, trying to prevent her from thrashing so wildly against my face. \n\nShe tenses up suddenly, her thighs threatening to crush my skull as she clamps down on my head with all her strength. With no further warning, my mouth is flooded with her pussy juice.\n\nI swallow twice to get the flow of juice under control, then continue to lap at her folds as she comes down from her orgasm. \n\nWhen she finally releases me, I wipe a bit of her juices off of my chin, then adjust my <<if $Taint gte 70>>little <<endif>>erection in an effort to make it less uncomfortable.\n\nStepping back, I let my gaze flicker between the man and woman one last time, then make my way back to [[my own room.|Your room.]]\n<<set $Taint += 3>>

<<if $GooCounter is 0>>Motion draws my attention to the narrow alley resting between two decrepit buildings. \n\nMy gaze falls on a figure standing in the shadows, half leaning on a wall as they watch me.\n\nI slow slightly, unsure of the figure's intention.\n\nAs I watch, the figure pushes off from the wall, their approach rapid.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter is 1>>A cloaked figure steps into the muddy street, a flash of lightning casting him in silhouette for a blinding moment.\n\nBy the time my eyes readjust to the lighting, the cloaked man has nearly closed the distance between where they were and where I am standing.\n\nInstinctively, I reach for my .38 Special.\n\n<<set $GooCounter += 1>><<elseif $GooCounter gte 2>>The sound of rapid footsteps in the mud behind me draws my attention. I pivot, my hand going to my .38 Special at the same moment. \n\nMy fingers barely close around the handle of the weapon when a cloaked figure slams into me, knocking both of us sprawling into the muddy street.\n\nI barely have time to get back to my feet before the feminine looking man near me does the same.\n\nThe .38 Special is a familiar comfort in my hand as it clears its holster.\n\n<<set $GooCounter -= 2>><</if>>[[Fight|SlumFight]]\n\n\n\n<<silently>>\n<<set $playerAction to "duncel">>\n<<set $EnemyFlee to "False">>\n<<set $enemyBrawl = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyFirearms = random(2,12)>>\n<<set $enemyDefense = random(2,15)>>\n<<set $enemyHP = random(3,5)>>\n<<set $weaponChance = random(1,100)>>\n<<if $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $enemyWeapon = "gun">>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 30>><<set $enemyWeapon = "knife">>\n<<else>><<set $enemyWeapon = "fists">><</if>><<if $weaponChance lte 3>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,2)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 5>><<set $AmmoLoot = random (0,6)>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 25>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 26>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 40>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,10)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 75>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,15)>><<elseif $weaponChance lte 90>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,30)>>\n<<elseif $weaponChance lte 99>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,5)>><<else>><<set $MoneyLoot = random (0,50)>><</if>><</silently>> \s