The house pulsed with life—music boomed from the speakers, neon lights flickered across the walls, and the scent of alcohol mixed with perfume and sweat. Emily stood near the kitchen, a red plastic cup in her hand, watching her friends move to the rhythm of the night.
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Sarah stepped up, grinning.
<Sarah> Hey, Emily! Come dance with us! </Sarah>
Jake raised his drink, laughing.
<Jake> Yeah, you’ve been standing there all night! </Jake>
Emily chuckled, shaking her head. Dancing wasn’t really her thing. She took another sip, letting the music wash over her.
Then, a familiar voice cut through the noise.
David stepped close, his voice low.
<David> Emily... </David>
She turned to face him. His eyes held a softness, a quiet intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.
<David> Are you ready </David>
Her heart pounded. She had thought about this before, wondered how it would feel. The music, the crowd, the party—they all faded into the background.
She swallowed, then nodded.
<Emily> Yes… I’m ready </Emily>
David smiled, fingers intertwining with hers. Without another word, he led her through the crowd, up the stairs, and into a dimly lit room.
[[Room|RD1]]
Emily and David had been together for months, their connection growing deeper with every shared moment. From lingering touches to whispered confessions, their love had only intensified. They were ready to take the next step.
Hand in hand, they ascended the stairs, their hearts beating in sync. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them wrapped in the warmth of anticipation.
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In the quiet intimacy of the bedroom, golden light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over them. David reached out, his fingers tracing a delicate path along Emily’s arm before pulling her close.
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<David> You’re breathtaking </David>
His voice was full of reverence, as though she were something sacred.
Emily’s lips curled into a shy smile, her cheeks warming under his gaze.
<Emily> You always say that </Emily>
Her voice was barely above a whisper, though her heart fluttered each time.
David tilted her chin up, his eyes searching hers.
<David> Because it’s always true </David>
Emily let out a soft breath, her eyes never leaving his as she helped him remove it. She mirrored his movements, unbuttoning her shirt with deliberate slowness, savoring the feeling of his warmth beneath her fingertips.
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[[Next|ND1]]
David lay back, his cock standing tall and proud. Emily straddled him, her hands resting on his chest as she leaned down, her tongue tracing the shell of his ear.
<Emily>You taste so good</Emily> she whispered, her voice a sultry purr.
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David flipped her over, his body covering hers. He trailed kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her chest, until he reached her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hard bud. Emily moaned, her hands fisting his hair, pulling him closer.
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David moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down her stomach, her hips, until he reached the apex of her thighs. He parted her folds with his fingers, his tongue delving into her wetness. Emily cried out, her hips bucking against his face.
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[[Next|N2D1]]
With deliberate slowness, he shifted his position, moving to settle between her thighs. Emily spread her legs willingly, her knees falling open to accommodate him. The cool air of the room caressed her exposed skin, heightening her sensitivity as she awaited his touch. David’s eyes darkened with hunger as he gazed down at her, his throbbing cock poised just above her entrance, teasing her with its proximity.
<David> Are you ready for me </David>
His voice was low and rough.
<Emily> Yes </Emily>
Her breath was shaky, her hands clutching at the sheets.
<Emily> Please, David </Emily>
He didn’t enter her immediately, choosing instead to prolong the anticipation. With slow, deliberate movements, he began to rub his shaft along her sensitive folds, the friction building an intense heat between them.
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Just as David was about to enter her, her phone rang. David paused, his gaze flicking to the offending device. Emily's eyes flew open, her chest heaving as she reached for her phone.
<Emily> Shit </Emily>
Her voice was breathless.
<Emily> It’s my dad </Emily>
David rolled off her, his cock still hard and ready. As Emily answered the phone, her voice shaking with arousal and frustration.
<Emily> Hi, Dad... Yes, I'm fine... No, I haven't forgotten... I'll be right down </Emily>
She hung up the phone, her eyes meeting David’s.
<Emily> I'm so sorry </Emily>
Her voice was filled with regret.
<Emily> I have to go. But we’ll finish this later, okay </Emily>
David nodded, his cock twitching in anticipation.
<David> Oh, we will </David>
His voice was firm with promise.
<David> And next time, we won’t be interrupted </David>
[[Home|HD1]]
Emily stepped into the house, the door creaking as she shut it behind her. The moment she turned, she found her father standing in the hallway, his arms crossed, his expression dark with anger.
<Father> Where have you been </Father>
His voice was sharp, cutting through the silence like a blade.
<Emily> I... I was just with my friends </Emily>
Her voice wavered slightly, but she knew there was no excuse that would satisfy him.
<Father> Do you have any idea what time it is? You are grounded for today, and tomorrow, you will clean the entire house </Father>
Emily lowered her gaze, her heart sinking.
<Emily> Yes, Dad </Emily>
Without another word, she trudged up the stairs to her room, shutting the door behind her. She collapsed onto her bed, frustration and disappointment swirling inside her.
She turned onto her side, staring at the ceiling, her mind drifting back to David—the warmth of his touch, the softness of his lips, the moment they were about to share. A memory that was never completed.
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With a heavy sigh, she closed her eyes, letting exhaustion pull her into sleep, longing for what could have been.
[[Sleep|SD1]]That night, as Emily drifted into sleep, her dreams took her back to David—his touch, his warmth, the moment that had been stolen from them.
In the depths of her dream, she was back in his arms, their bodies pressed together, skin against skin. His lips traced down her neck, his hands exploring her, igniting something deep within her.
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<David> I want you </David>
His voice was rough with need, sending shivers through her.
<Emily> Take me, David </Emily>
She felt every sensation—the heat of his breath, the way he filled her completely, the pleasure coursing through her as they moved together in perfect rhythm.
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Then, suddenly, the world shifted. The dream faded, and reality crashed back in.
Emily’s eyes fluttered open, her body still tingling. A slow realization crept over her as she shifted under the covers—her panties were damp with arousal. Heat flooded her cheeks, embarrassment mixing with the remnants of desire.
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She let out a shaky breath and pushed the blankets away, forcing herself up.
<Emily> Just a dream... </Emily>
[[Shower|SD2]]
Muttering to herself, she grabbed a fresh set of clothes and made her way to the bathroom. The warm water cascaded over her, washing away the lingering traces of the night before. But even as she scrubbed her skin, she couldn’t shake the feeling of David’s phantom touch.
Once dressed, she went downstairs and began the task her father had assigned—cleaning the entire house. She swept, dusted, scrubbed, letting the monotony of the work distract her.
Then, as she wiped down a shelf in the living room, her hand paused.
A picture.
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Emily picked it up carefully, her heart skipping a beat. It was an old photograph of her mother, her soft smile frozen in time.
Her fingers traced the edges, a wave of longing settling over her. She had always looked up to her mother—always wished she were still here.
<Emily> Mom... </Emily>
[[About her mother]]Emily sat on the floor, the picture of her mother resting in her hands. She traced the edges, studying the face of a woman she had never known.
<Narrator> Emily never saw her mother. Her father had told her that she died while giving birth to her. And that was all she knew. </Narrator>
No stories. No memories. Just a name and a photograph.
She had always wanted to know more—who her mother was, what kind of life she had lived—but no one ever told her. Any time she asked, her father would shut down the conversation, his expression darkening as if even the thought of her mother was painful.
And so, Emily was left with only questions.
<Narrator> For those of you wondering, Emily’s mother was Daisy—the protagonist of Office Queen. If you haven’t played that game, you definitely should! This game is a continuation of that story. But don’t worry, you can still enjoy this game without playing the first one. </Narrator>
Emily sighed, setting the picture aside. She didn’t know much about her mother… but maybe it was time to start searching for answers.
[[Next|N2D2]]Emily continued cleaning, the steady rhythm of her movements helping to keep her thoughts at bay. Dust swirled in the sunlight streaming through the windows, and the scent of cleaning products filled the air.
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Eventually, she made her way to the basement—a place she rarely visited. The wooden steps creaked beneath her as she descended, the dim light casting eerie shadows against the walls.
She sighed, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
<Emily> This place is a mess... </Emily>
Grabbing a broom, she started sweeping, her mind drifting until—
Thud!
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Something fell from one of the high shelves, landing right on her head.
<Emily> Ow! What the— </Emily>
She winced, rubbing the sore spot before looking down to see what had hit her. A book lay on the floor, its cover old and worn, edges frayed from time.
Curious, she picked it up, turning it over in her hands. The faded letters on the front made her breath hitch.
Daisy's Diary
Her fingers trembled as she traced the name.
<Emily> Mom...? </Emily>
Her heart pounded as a flood of emotions surged through her. A diary. Her mother’s diary.
Questions raced through her mind. What secrets lay within these pages? Would this finally give her the answers she had spent her whole life searching for?
She swallowed hard, gripping the book tightly.
<Emily> I have to read this... </Emily>
[[Diary]]Her mother’s diary.
Her fingers trembled as she picked it up, carefully opening the first page. The date read 12/03/2002, and the ink, though faded, was still legible.
<div class="diary-entry"> <div class="entry-header">Daisy’s Diary</div> <div class="entry-date">12/03/2002</div> <div class="entry-content"> Jayden told me to go to Portugal and search for the treasure of Enisia, the queen of some Prijak Dynasty. I will go there tomorrow and find out about the treasure. I know this mission is going to be the hardest among what I have done before this… but let’s see what tomorrow will bring. </div> </div>
Emily’s heart pounded.
<Emily> "Jayden? Who is Jayden? And what does she mean by ‘more missions before this’?" </Emily>
She eagerly flipped to the next page—only to find it torn out.
<Emily> "What? No—no, no, no!" </Emily> she muttered, frantically searching for the missing page. But it wasn’t there.
Her mind raced with questions.
<Emily> "What happened in Portugal? What was this treasure? What kind of ‘missions’ did Mom do?" </Emily>
Her grip on the diary tightened.
<Emily> "I need to know." </Emily>
Emily took a deep breath, determination settling in.
<Emily> "I have to go to Portugal." </Emily>
But first, she needed to talk to someone.
<Emily> "Tomorrow, I’ll ask David what he thinks I should do." </Emily>
[[Next|N3D2]]As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, Emily heard the front door creak open. She turned to see her father stepping inside, his face softening as he looked around the spotless living room.
<father> You really cleaned the whole house. </father>
Emily set down the book she had been flipping through and stood up.
<Emily> Yeah… like you asked. </Emily>
Her father let out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck.
<father> I shouldn’t have yelled at you last night. I was just… worried. You were out so late, and I didn’t know where you were. </father>
Emily glanced away, feeling a small pang of guilt. She had been so lost in her own thoughts about David and the diary that she hadn’t considered how her father must have felt.
<Emily> It’s okay, Dad. </Emily>
He gave her a small smile.
<father> Thank you for cleaning. You did a great job. </father>
They sat down for dinner together, the atmosphere much lighter than the night before. They talked about small things—his work, the neighbor’s annoying dog, and what groceries they needed. Emily nodded along, though her mind drifted back to the diary. She wanted to bring it up, ask if he knew anything about her mother’s past… but something held her back.
After finishing her meal, she stretched and stifled a yawn.
<Emily> I think I’ll head to bed. </Emily>
Her father nodded.
<father> You deserve the rest. </father>
Emily climbed the stairs, her thoughts still swirling with questions. She slipped under the covers, staring at the ceiling.
<Emily> Tomorrow… I’ll ask David. </Emily>
With that, she closed her eyes, letting sleep take her.
[[Sleep|DAY 3]]The morning sun filtered through Emily’s window, casting a warm glow over her room. She stirred under the covers before slowly opening her eyes. Blinking away sleep, she stretched her arms and let out a soft sigh.
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<Emily> Ugh… morning already. </Emily>
She pushed off the blankets and sat up, running a hand through her tousled hair. The events of last night flickered in her mind—the diary, her mother’s words, the missing page. But she shook the thoughts away.
<Emily> I need to get ready for college. </Emily>
Slipping out of bed, she grabbed a towel and made her way to the bathroom. The moment she stepped under the warm spray of the shower, a contented sigh escaped her lips. The water cascaded over her skin, washing away the remnants of sleep.
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After finishing, she wrapped the towel around herself and stood in front of the mirror, wiping away the condensation. Her reflection stared back, her damp hair clinging to her shoulders.
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<Emily> Alright… time to go. </Emily>
She quickly got dressed in her usual college attire, running a brush through her hair before slinging her bag over her shoulder.
<Emily> I’ll talk to David today. I have to figure out what to do next. </Emily>
With a deep breath, she stepped out of her room, ready to face the day.
[[College|CD3]]Emily stepped out of her house, the morning air crisp against her skin. She adjusted the strap of her bag and started walking toward college, her mind still swirling with thoughts of the diary.
<Emily> I need to ask David what he thinks about all this… Maybe he can help me figure things out. </Emily>
As she walked, lost in thought, she felt a sudden tug at her top.
<Emily> Huh? </Emily>
She looked down to see that her top had gotten caught on a roadside plant. Before she could react, she pulled too hard—rip! The fabric tore, exposing more of her cleavage. Her eyes widened in horror.
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<Emily> Are you kidding me?! </Emily>
She quickly tried to pull the torn fabric together, but there wasn’t much she could do.
<Emily> Ugh… great. Just great. </Emily>
Her cheeks burned in frustration, but she had no choice but to keep going. She held her bag strap tighter against her chest, trying to cover herself as much as possible.
Arriving at college, she walked straight to her class, keeping her head down. The moment she stepped in, the room went silent. She could feel their eyes on her.
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<Emily> Ughhh… </Emily>
She quickly took a seat, pretending not to notice the whispers and stares. A few guys exchanged glances, some trying to be subtle, others not even bothering to hide their ogling.
<Emily> Just ignore them… just ignore them… </Emily>
She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning forward slightly to shield herself. But no matter what she did, she knew today was going to be a long, long day.
[[Next|N4D2]]Her heart pounded in her chest as she stepped out of the classroom, her eyes scanning the crowd for one familiar face. David.
<Emily> David, I— </Emily>
Before she could finish, David tugged her hand, pulling her toward the nearest bathroom. Her heart raced faster, a mix of excitement and apprehension swirling in her chest. She tried to protest, but he was already pushing her into an empty stall, the cold metal door slamming shut behind them.
<Emily> David, what are you— </Emily>
<David> Shh. </David>
<David> Girl, you look so fucking hot in that dress. I’ve been trying to focus all class, but you’re killing me. </David>
Emily’s cheeks burned hotter, but she forced herself to meet his gaze.
<Emily> David, I—I need to tell you something. </Emily>
Before she could finish, his hands were already moving, sliding her top down her shoulders with practiced ease. The cool air of the bathroom stall kissed her exposed skin, and she gasped softly as his mouth closed over one of her breasts. His tongue swirled hungrily around her nipple, teasing and sucking with a rhythm that made her knees weak.
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<David> Say it. </David>
His voice was rough and commanding.
<David> Tell me what you want to say. </David>
<Emily> I—I… </Emily>
She stammered, her words fragmented as pleasure washed over her.
<Emily> I’ve been wanting to tell you… for so long… but I didn’t know how. </Emily>
David hummed against her skin, his mouth never stilling.
<David> Tell me. </David>
His grip tightened on her hip.
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<David> I’m listening. </David>
[[Next|N5D2]]Emily told him that she wants to go to Portugual and she need his help while David was sucking her boobs
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David suddenly stopped himself, his hands pulling away as he exhaled deeply.
<David> Emily, wait. </David>
She looked at him, breathless and confused.
<David> Our college has a branch in Portugal. If you want to go there, you should talk to the principal and request a transfer. Use any reason you want—just make it convincing. But what about our relationship?</David>
Emily’s eyes widened as hope sparked inside her.
<Emily> You’re right… This could actually work! And I will talk to you later, sorry.</Emily>
She quickly adjusted her top, fixing what she could after the earlier tear. Taking a deep breath, she turned to leave.
<Emily> I’ll go talk to him now. </Emily>
With determination in her steps, she left the bathroom and made her way to the principal’s office.
[[Principal room]]Emily walked into the principal’s office, closing the door behind her. The older man barely glanced up from his paperwork before gesturing for her to speak.
<Principal> What brings you here, Emily? </Principal>
She took a deep breath, steadying herself.
<Emily> Sir, I need a transfer to our Portugal branch. It’s really important. </Emily>
The principal leaned back in his chair, adjusting his glasses as he studied her.
<Principal> Things don’t work that way, Emily. Transfers require valid reasons, and we have a long process for approvals. I can’t just send you there because you asked. </Principal>
Emily bit her lip, realizing that simple words wouldn’t convince him. She needed another approach. Slowly, she reached for the hem of her already torn top and tugged it down slightly, exposing more of her cleavage.
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The principal’s eyes flickered downward for a brief moment before he quickly cleared his throat, shifting in his seat.
<Emily> Are you sure there’s no way to approve it, sir? I’d really… appreciate it. </Emily>
Her voice was softer now, her tone laced with subtle seduction. She leaned slightly forward, ensuring his gaze stayed exactly where she wanted it.
The principal adjusted his tie, his previously firm stance wavering.
<Principal> W-We’d have to… discuss this further. Perhaps there’s a way to reconsider… </Principal>
Emily smirked slightly. She had his attention now.
[[Next|N6D3]]Emily was on her knees in front of him, her mouth working his shaft. He could feel the pressure building, his balls tightening. But he knew she wouldn't let him come yet.
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<pr>Fuck, Emily</pr> he groaned, his hands fisting her hair.
<pr>You're driving me crazy.</pr>
Emily looked up at him, her eyes filled with mischief.
<Emily>That's the point, Sir.</Emily>
He chuckled, his breath coming in short gasps. <pr>You're enjoying this, aren't you?</pr>
She smiled, her mouth returning to his cock. <e>Immensely.</e>
[[Next|N7D3]]
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<<set $blowjob+=1>>Her principal move his hands toward her skirt and start removing it but emily stopped him
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<e>Sir I am a virgin.</e>
<pr>What can be more precious then taking your virginity, If you decide to have sex with me then I promise to help you in you portugual college exams.</pr>
[[Have sex with him]]
[[Preserve your virgintiy for future]]
<Emily> Dad, I need to talk to you about something important. </Emily>
Her father muted the TV and turned to her, curiosity in his eyes.
<Father> What is it, sweetheart? You look serious. </Father>
Emily took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice steady.
<Emily> I… I got an amazing opportunity at college. There’s a special research program in Portugal, and they’ve selected me to be a part of it. I would need to transfer there for a while. </Emily>
Her father frowned, his brows knitting together.
<Father> Portugal? That’s… sudden. Why didn’t you tell me about this before? </Father>
Emily forced a nervous laugh.
<Emily> I only found out today. It’s a competitive program, and they said I had to confirm my transfer quickly if I wanted to secure my spot. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Dad. </Emily>
Her father sighed, rubbing his chin.
<Father> I don’t know, Emily… You’ve never mentioned being interested in research before. </Father>
Emily quickly nodded, keeping up the act.
<Emily> I know, but this could really help my future. Please, Dad. I’ve already looked into it, and I won’t even have to worry about housing—I can stay with my stepbrother while I’m there. </Emily>
Her father’s eyes softened at the mention of her stepbrother.
<Father> Oh… You mean Leo? Well, that makes things easier. He’s been living there for years now. </Father>
Emily nodded, relief washing over her.
<Emily> Exactly. I’ll be safe, and I promise I’ll stay focused on my studies. </Emily>
Her father sighed again but eventually smiled.
<Father> Alright, Emily. If this is what you really want, then I won’t stop you. Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself, okay? </Father>
Emily grinned, excitement bubbling inside her.
<Emily> I promise, Dad! Thank you so much! </Emily>
Her father chuckled, shaking his head.
<Father> You’re growing up so fast… Alright, let’s start making arrangements for your trip. </Father>
Emily nodded, but in her mind, all she could think about was the real reason for her journey. She wasn’t going to Portugal for a research program—she was going there to uncover the truth about her mother and the mysterious treasure of Enisia.
Later that night, as she lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, a thrill ran through her.
<Emily> I’m really doing this… I’m going to Portugal. I’m going to find out the truth. </Emily>
With a satisfied sigh, she closed her eyes, letting sleep take her as dreams of adventure filled her mind.
[[Sleep|DAY 4]]The morning sun streamed through Emily’s window, casting a warm glow over her room. As her alarm buzzed loudly, she groaned and stretched, her body still feeling the remnants of last night’s excitement. She reached for her phone, checking the time before sighing.
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<Emily> Ugh… time to get up. </Emily>
She grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. The cool tiles sent a slight chill up her spine as she turned on the shower, letting the warm water cascade down her body.
<Emily> sighs This feels nice… </Emily>
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Walking back to her room, she opened her closet and stared at her clothes, biting her lip in thought.
<Emily> Hmm… what should I wear today? </Emily>
After a moment, she settled on a fitted white top and a short denim skirt. She slipped into her outfit, adjusting the top to sit just right, then turned to the mirror. The fabric clung to her figure, highlighting her curves.
[[College|CD4]]
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<<set $day4_toilet= false>>Emily stepped onto the college campus, the familiar buzz of students filling the air. She adjusted her bag on her shoulder, her thoughts still racing about the upcoming journey to Portugal. As she walked toward the main building, she spotted two of her closest friends, Sarah and Christine, chatting near the entrance.
<Sarah> grinning "Well, well, look who finally decided to show up!" </Sarah>
<Christine> smirks "Emily, we need to talk, young lady. David told us something very interesting this morning." </Christine>
Emily raised an eyebrow, already guessing what this was about.
<Emily> curious "Oh? And what exactly did he tell you?" </Emily>
<Sarah> playfully pouts "That you're leaving us! For Portugal, of all places! And you didn't even tell us first?" </Sarah>
Christine crossed her arms, giving Emily a mock glare.
<Christine> teasingly "Seriously, Em? We had to hear it from David? Not cool." </Christine>
Emily chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck.
<Emily> sheepishly "Yeah… I was going to tell you guys! Everything happened so fast, I didn’t get the chance." </Emily>
<Sarah> raises an eyebrow "Mhm, excuses, excuses." </Sarah>
<Christine> tilts her head "So it’s true then? You’re really going?" </Christine>
Emily nodded, her expression turning a little more serious.
<Emily> softly "Yeah. I have to. There's something I need to find out… something important." </Emily>
Her friends exchanged glances, sensing the weight behind her words.
<Sarah> nods "Well, whatever it is, we support you. But we need a farewell party before you go!" </Sarah>
<Christine> grinning "Exactly. And before you say no, we already planned it. My place. Tonight." </Christine>
Emily’s eyes widened in surprise.
<Emily> laughs "Wait, what, But—" </Emily>
<Sarah> winks "No buts! My dad isn’t home today, and we’ve got everything covered. You can’t say no." </Sarah>
Emily sighed but couldn’t help but smile.
<Emily> playfully "You guys are impossible. Fine, we’ll do it tonight." </Emily>
Christine and Sarah cheered in victory as the three of them walked toward their class together, laughing and chatting. Despite the upcoming journey, Emily felt comforted knowing she had such amazing friends by her side.
[[Class|C2D4]]<Emily> "Hey, what’s with that face?" </Emily>
David glanced up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and frustration.
<David> "Nothing… just thinking." </David>
<Emily> raising an eyebrow "Thinking about what?" </Emily>
<David> sighs "You. Leaving." </David>
Emily felt a pang of guilt. She knew this wasn’t easy for him. She reached out and placed her hand over his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
<Emily> reassuringly "David, don’t be sad. It’s not like I’m leaving forever." </Emily>
<David> looks away "Still… it won’t be the same without you here." </David>
Emily smiled softly, leaning in closer.
<Emily> teasingly "Well, I have something planned to make up for it." </Emily>
David finally looked at her, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
<David> curious "What do you mean?" </David>
<Emily> smirking "I planned a special date for us. Just you and me. So, no more sulking, okay? Just pick me up tomorrow." </Emily>
A slow smile spread across David’s face, his eyes warming with excitement.
<David> grinning "A special date, huh? Alright, I’m holding you to that." </David>
<Emily> laughing "You better." </Emily>
The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Emily grabbed her bag, standing up as David followed suit.
<David> playfully "This better be a really good date, or I’m kidnapping you and keeping you here." </David>
<Emily> winking "Guess you’ll have to wait and see." </Emily>
With that, they both walked out of the classroom, the heavy mood lifted, replaced with anticipation for tomorrow.
[[Next|C3D4]]As Emily was about to leave the restroom, a muffled moan caught her attention. It came from one of the stalls, followed by hushed whispers and heavy breathing.
<Emily> "Is someone... doing it in there?" she thought, her curiosity piqued.</Emily>
Should she take a peek or just walk away?
[[Peek inside|PeekScene]]
[[Ignore and leave|LeaveScene]]
<<set $day4_toilet=true>>She discovers it is Ella, one of her classmates, having sex with two men. Emily is shocked and intrigued by what she sees.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/31.gif">
<e>What the fuck, Ella have a bf and she is doing this behind his back</e>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/32.gif">
<e>I should return to class before she catches me.</e>
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
<<linkreplace "Next">>
<p>Emily steps out of the toilet, adjusting her hair as she makes her way down the hallway. The afternoon sun streams through the large windows, casting a golden glow on the tiled floor. Students walk past, chatting and laughing, but one familiar face stands out—James.</p>
<p>He approaches her, holding a neatly folded letter in his hands, his expression brimming with excitement.</p>
<James>Emily! I just finished writing this for Ella. It’s a love letter—I want to give it to her after class. What do you think?</James>
<p>Emily’s heart clenches. She had just seen Ella with another guys, caught in an intimate moment in washroom. James had no idea… and here he was, pouring his heart into a letter for someone who was betraying him.</p>
<p>She bites her lip, torn between choices.</p>
<div class="choice-buttons">
<<link "Tell James the truth">>
<<set $toldJames = true>>
<<goto "Tell James">>
<</link>>
<<link "Stay silent">>
<<set $toldJames = false>>
<<goto "Stay Silent">>
<</link>>
</div>
<</linkreplace>>
Emily shook her head, pushing aside the curiosity bubbling inside her.
<Emily> "Not my business," she muttered under her breath, turning on her heel and stepping out of the restroom. </Emily>
As she walked back into the hallway, she couldn't shake the lingering thought of what—or who—was inside that stall.
[[Leave|C3D4]] Emily’s eyes sparkled as she pulled a dress from the rack—a sleek, form-fitting piece with a deep neckline and a high slit. She turned to David, holding it up with excitement.
<Emily> "What do you think about this one?" </Emily>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/36.jpg">
David glanced at the dress and immediately frowned.
<David> "That’s… um, that’s kinda revealing, don’t you think?" </David>
Emily tilted her head, playfully raising an eyebrow.
<Emily> "And? What’s wrong with that?" </Emily>
David scratched the back of his head, looking a bit uncomfortable.
<David> "I mean, you’d look *gorgeous*, no doubt. But do you really want all those guys drooling over you at the party?" </David>
Emily glanced back at the dress, her fingers brushing over the silky fabric. It was bold, daring… and exactly her style. But David’s concern made her hesitate.
[[Listen to David and pick another dress|ChooseAnotherDress]]
[[Ignore David and go to changing room|RevealingDress]]
Emily sighed, giving the revealing dress one last glance before placing it back on the rack.
<Emily> "Fine, fine. I’ll pick something else." <Emily>
David smiled, clearly relieved.
<David> "Good call. I’m sure you’ll find something just as beautiful, but, you know… a little less *attention-grabbing*." </David>
Emily rolled her eyes but couldn’t help smiling as she browsed through the racks again. After a few minutes, she pulled out another dress—this one still stylish but a bit more modest, with a flattering fit and elegant design.
<Emily> "What about this one?" </Emily>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/dress.jpg">
David’s expression immediately softened.
<David> "That looks perfect." </David>
Satisfied, Emily nodded and carried the dress toward the fitting rooms.
<Emily> "Alright, I’ll go try it on. Wait for me, okay?"</Emily>
David chuckled.
<David> "Like I have a choice?" </David>
With that, Emily stepped into the changing room, closing the door behind her as she prepared to slip into her new dress.
[[Continue|TryOnDress]]
<<set $david_relation+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Relation with David+<</notify>>
<<set $ignoredDavidChoice=true>>
She rolled her eyes, brushing off his concern.
<Emily> "Come on, David. It’s my farewell party—I should wear something that makes me feel confident." </Emily>
David sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
<David> "I just don’t want guys staring at you all night." </David>
Emily laughed, giving him a teasing wink.
<Emily> "Jealous much?" </Emily>
Before he could respond, she turned on her heels and walked toward the fitting rooms.
<Emily> "Wait here. I’ll be out in a minute." </Emily>
David exhaled, shaking his head as he watched her disappear into the changing room.
[[Continue|TryOnDress]] Emily slipped into the dress,She turned to the mirror, running her hands over the smooth fabric, imagining the looks she would get at the party. Then, a mischievous thought crept into her mind.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/37.gif">
What if she pulled David inside? Just to tease him. Just to see his face turn red as he tried to resist.
She bit her lip, considering her options.
<Emily>Should I call David in? Hmm...</Emily>
<choice>
[[Pull David inside|PullDavid]]
[[Stay professional and just show him later|ShowLater]]
</choice>
She bit her lip, a wicked smile spreading across her face.
<e>David, come here</e>
David opened the door, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of Emily in just her innerwears
<e>I was thinking we could have a little fun</e>
Emily pushed his pants down, his cock springing free.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/39.gif">
<David>Emily..</David>he breathed, his voice laced with desire.
Emily knelt down, her eyes never leaving David's. <e>Shh..Let me take care of this.</e> she said, her fingers wrapping around his shaft.
She leaned forward, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip of his cock. David let out a low moan, his hands going to Emily's hair.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/40.gif">
Emily took him into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked him off. David's hips moved in time with her, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/41.gif">
Emily pulled back, her lips wrapping around the tip of his cock.
<e>Cum for me baby.</e>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/42.gif">
<e>This was great, let me change now.</e>
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
[[Next|ShowLater]] Emily stepped out of the changing room, her heart racing slightly. The dress fit perfectly, hugging her figure in all the right places. She looked at David, waiting for his reaction.
<<if $ignoredDavidChoice is true>>
<David>It's... okay.</David>
He forced a small smile, but Emily could see the disappointment in his eyes. He didn’t say anything else, just nodded as if trying to accept her choice.
<<else>>
David's eyes lit up as he saw Emily in the dress she had chosen with his advice.
<David>You look so pretty, Emily. I knew this one would be perfect for you!</David>
<</if>>
He smiled warmly, admiring how beautiful she looked.
<Emily>Thanks, David! Let's buy it and head home.</Emily>
They walked to the counter, paid for the dress, and left the mall, ready for the night ahead.
[[Home|HD4]]Emily rushed home, excitement bubbling inside her. She had to get ready quickly for the farewell party.
She slipped into her dress, admiring herself in the mirror.
<<if $ignoredDavidChoice is true>>
*She had chosen the bold, revealing dress. It clung to her body, highlighting every curve. She smirked slightly, feeling confident.*
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/38.jpg">
<<else>>
*She had gone with David’s suggestion—a more modest but still elegant dress. She twirled in front of the mirror, satisfied with her choice.*
<</if>>
[[Party|PD4]]
With a final touch of makeup and a spritz of perfume, Emily grabbed her purse and headed to Christine’s house for the party.
Emily arrived at Christine’s house, her eyes widening in surprise. The entire place was decorated with fairy lights, banners, and balloons. A large banner hung over the entrance:
**"Farewell, Emily! Wishing You the Best in Portugal!"**
Laughter and music filled the air as Emily stepped inside. The living room was packed—almost the entire class had shown up. She felt a warm glow in her chest, touched by the effort her friends had put into this.
<Sarah> "Emily! You finally made it!" </Sarah>
Sarah rushed over, grinning ear to ear. She pulled Emily into a hug before stepping back and giving her an approving look.
<Sarah> "You look stunning! And congrats on your journey to Portugal. We’re all so proud of you!" </Sarah>
Emily smiled, feeling a mix of excitement and bittersweet emotions.
<Emily> "Thanks, Sarah. I’m really going to miss you guys." </Emily>
<Sarah>> "Well, before you start getting all emotional, how about a farewell speech?" </Sarah>
A wave of cheers erupted from the crowd as everyone turned toward Emily, encouraging her to say a few words. She took a deep breath and stepped forward.
<Emily> "I… honestly don’t know what to say. This is all so overwhelming! I had no idea you guys were planning something this big. Thank you so much for being here tonight. You’ve all been such a huge part of my life, and even though I’m leaving, I’ll always remember the memories we made together." </Emily>
The room erupted in applause as Christine appeared from the kitchen, carrying a beautifully decorated farewell cake.
<Christine> "Well, we can’t let you go without something sweet! Let’s cut the cake!" </Christine>
Sarah stepped forward, holding the knife. She turned to Emily with a grin.
<Sarah> "Come on, let’s do this together!" </Sarah>
The two of them placed their hands on the knife, and with everyone cheering around them, they cut into the cake, marking the beginning of an unforgettable night.
[[Next|N3D4]]The party was in full swing, laughter and music filling the air. Just as Emily was about to take a bite of cake, the front door swung open.
David stepped inside, grinning, carrying two large bags filled with bottles of alcohol.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/43.jpg">
<David> "Alright, everyone! I brought something to make this night unforgettable!" </David>
A cheer erupted through the room as people rushed toward him, eyeing the bottles with excitement.
<Sarah> "David, you absolute legend!" </Sarah>
<Christine> "Now this is what I call a party!" </Christine>
David set the bottles down on the table, smirking at Emily.
<David> "Thought I’d bring something to celebrate your big move properly." </David>
Emily let out a laugh, shaking her head.
<Emily> "Oh, so you’re trying to get me drunk before I leave?" </Emily>
<David> "Just trying to make sure you have the best last night here." </David>
<Sarah> "Enough talking! Let’s get the drinks flowing!" </Sarah>
Christine grabbed a few shot glasses, pouring drinks for everyone.
<Christine> "Alright, everyone, raise your glasses! A toast to Emily!" </Christine>
Everyone lifted their drinks, their voices blending together.
<All> "To Emily!" </All>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/44.jpg">
Emily smiled, feeling the warmth of friendship surrounding her. As she clinked her glass against David’s, she knew tonight was going to be one to remember.
<Emily>> "Let’s enjoy!" </Emily>>
[[Party|P3D4]]
<<set $gameStarted = false>>
<<set $players = [
{name: "Jamal", gender: "male", clothes: ["Socks", "Shirt", "Pants", "Underwear"]},
{name: "Emily", gender: "female", clothes: ["Top", "Pants", "Bra", "Underwear"]},
{name: "Sarah", gender: "female", clothes: ["Top", "Pants", "Bra", "Underwear"]},
{name: "Max", gender: "male", clothes: ["Socks", "Shirt", "Pants", "Underwear"]}
]>>
<<set $round = 1>>
<<set $gameOver = false>>
<<set $washroom_first_time to false>>
<<set $drunk=0>>
<<set $glory_event to false>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/46.jpg">
<p>The hall is filled with laughter and the buzz of conversations. People are gathered in small groups, chatting and sipping their drinks. The music is loud but not overwhelming, setting the perfect party atmosphere.</p>
<p>Emily looks around, spotting different areas where the fun is happening.</p>
[[Living room]]
[[Kitchen]]
<<if $gloryhole is true>>
[[Toilet|t1p]]
<<else>>
[[Toilet]]
<</if>>
[[1st Room]]
[[2nd room]]
<<if $drunk==5>>
[[Exit]]
<</if>>
<<if $drunk==1>>
[[Roof]]
<</if>>
Her principal reached out, his dick rubbing her pussy.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/25.gif">
<pr>You're so wet, Emily,I can feel how much you want this.</pr>
<e>I am so nervous.</e>
<pr>Don't worry Emily, I will have you slow.</pr>
He gently insert his dick in her pussy and she moaned
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/26.gif">
Emily's heart was pounding in her chest as she feel the dick in her
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/27.gif">
<pr>Emily I am about to cum</pr>
He quickly pulled out his dick and cum on Emily's belly
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/28.gif">
Emily's body was limp, her breath coming in short gasps as she slowly slid off cock. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire, her lips curved into a slow smile.
<pr>That was great, you can go now and don't tell about this to anyone.</pr>
[[Home|HD3]]
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Emily is no more a virgin<</notify>>
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<set $havesex to true>><e>Sorry but I am not ready for it.</e>
<pr>Its completely you choice, you can just continue what you were doing then.</pr>
Emily start giving a deep blowjob to him again.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/29.gif">
<pr>I am about to cum</pr>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/30.gif">
<pr>That was great, you can go now and don't tell about this to anyone.</pr>
[[Home|HD3]]
<<set $havesex to false>><Emily>James... there's something you need to know. I saw Ella earlier… you should just go to washroom and enter 3rd stall, you will find what I want to say</Emily>
<James>Ok Emily.</James>
James went to the washroom and Emily decide to see what happen there
<<linkreplace "Next">>
Emily followed James and enter the washroom and is in shock when she saw what is happening in the bathroom
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/33.gif">
Now the were having a foursome and James is fucking Ella mouth while other two are using her both holes at the same time
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/34.gif">
<e>What the fuck is wrong with this college, I should just go from here.</e>
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<</linkreplace>><p>Emily forces a small smile, glancing at the letter in his hands.</p>
<Emily>It looks great, James. I’m sure Ella will love it.</Emily>
<p>James grins, completely unaware of the truth.</p>
<James>Thanks, Em! I really hope she likes it. I put a lot of thought into this.</James>
<p>Emily watches as he walks away, her heart heavy. She wonders if she made the right choice—was it kinder to protect his happiness, or should she have told him the truth?</p>
[[Leave|C3D4]] <<if $drunk >= 6>>
"Hey Emily, join us for a card game! But there's a twist... losers strip!"
<<link "Join the game">>
<<set $gameStarted = true>>
<<goto "Card Game Round">>
<</link>>
<<else>>
"You’re not drunk enough to play this game."
<<link "Go back">><<goto "P3D4">><</link>>
<</if>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/48.jpg">
<<if $drunk==0>>
<<linkreplace "Meet david">>
<p>The kitchen buzzes with energy, the air filled with the scent of mixed drinks and faint laughter from the party. As Emily steps in, she spots David behind the counter, expertly mixing drinks.</p>
<David> "Hey, here comes our party girl! You’ve gotta try this." </David>
<p>David slides a glass toward her, his grin playful.</p>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/49.webp">
<<set $drunk += 1>>
[[Take the drink|Kitchen_Drink1]]
<</linkreplace>>
<</if>>
<<if $search_drill is true and $hole_made is false>>
<<linkreplace "Search for drill machine">>
<p>Emily searches the kitchen and finally finds a drilling machine tucked in one of the cabinets.</p>
<Emily>Got it! Time to head back to the washroom.</Emily>
[[Exit|P3D4]]
<<set $hole_made to true>>
<</linkreplace>>
<</if>>
[[Hall|P3D4]]<<if $washroom_first_time is false>>
<<set $washroom_first_time to true>>
<<set $search_drill to false>>
<<set $hole_made to false>>
<p>As Emily steps into the washroom, she finds Sarah already there, leaning against the sink with a mischievous grin.</p>
<Sarah>Hey Emily, I've got a crazy idea.</Sarah>
<Emily>Oh no, should I be scared?</Emily>
<Sarah>We should totally make a hole in the toilet stall. Think about it—a classic peephole. Christine will freak out!</Sarah>
<Emily>Are you insane? Christine will kill us! This is her house!</Emily>
<Sarah>Nah, her mom will love it.</Sarah>
<p>They both burst into laughter before Emily, feeling the thrill of the night, nods in agreement.</p>
<<set $search_drill to true>>
<p>But first, they need a drilling machine. Time to find one.</p>
[[Go find the drill|P3D4]]
<<elseif $hole_made is true>>
<p>Emily and Sarah stand in front of the stall wall, drill in hand.</p>
<Sarah>Alright, moment of truth!</Sarah>
<p>With a steady grip, Emily powers on the drill, pressing it against the wood. The whirring noise fills the washroom as a small hole forms.</p>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/47.jpg">
<Emily>And... done! Hope Christine never finds out.</Emily>
<Sarah>Or maybe she will, and it'll be hilarious!</Sarah>
<p>They high-five and step back, admiring their work.</p>
[[Exit|P3D4]]
<<set $gloryhole to true>>
<<set $gloryevent to false>>
<</if>><img src="Images/Day 5/09.gif">
<e>Isn't she James's girlfriend? Damn, what an evil world we live in.</e>
[[Go back|P3D4]]<img src="Images/Day 5/09.gif">
<e>Another couple swapping?<e>
[[Go back|P3D4]]<<if $glory_event==false>>
Emily peeked through the slightly open door and saw Sarah, a petite brunette she'd noticed earlier, kneeling in front of a glory hole. Sarah's head was bobbing up and down, her lips wrapped around a thick, hard cock that was visible through the hole.
<img src="Images/Day 5/gh_sarah.gif">
<Sarah>Like what you see?</Sarah>Sarah asked, her voice husky.
Emily nodded, her breath catching in her throat. <e>Yes</e> she managed to whisper.
Sarah took Emily's hand and guided it to the cock. <Sarah>Touch it</Sarah> she instructed
<img src="Images/Day 5/gh2.gif">
[[Next|NPD3]]]]
<<elseif $glory_event==true>>
She saw a girl was enojying her time in gloryhole
<img src="Images/Day 5/gh8.gif">
[[Leave|P3D4]]
<</if>>
<p>Emily takes a sip, the alcohol warming her instantly. David watches her reaction, chuckling.</p>
<David> "Not bad, right? How about another?" </David>
[[Take another drink|Kitchen_Drink2]]
[[Refuse and go back to the hall|P3D4]] <<set $drunk += 1>>
<p>Emily downs the second drink, feeling a pleasant buzz. David leans in, pouring her another.</p>
<David> "Come on, one more won’t hurt." </David>
[[Drink more|Kitchen_Drunk]]
[[Refuse and go back to the hall|End of demo]] <<set $drunk = 5>>
<p>The warmth spreads through Emily’s body as she keeps drinking, her laughter growing louder. The room spins slightly, but she doesn’t care.</p>
<Emily> "David... I think I need... more!" </Emily>
<David> "Whoa, slow down. If you want more, I have some in my car outside." </David>
[[Hall|P3D4]]She made her way outside, the cool night air a stark contrast to the warmth of the house.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/50.gif">
She walked to David's car, and opened the trunk.
Emily took the bottle, her eyes scanning the area. She noticed a couple in the car next to them, their silhouettes clearly making out in the back seat. Her heart started to race, and she felt a warmth between her legs.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/51.gif">
<e>Wow, that's... something</e>,, her voice barely above a whisper.
Emily took a swig from the bottle, her eyes never leaving the couple. She felt a sudden urge, a need to satisfy the ache building inside her. She put the bottle down and slid her hand under her skirt, her fingers finding her wetness.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/52.gif">
<<set $drunk=6>>
[[Hall|P3D4]]<<set $corruption to 1>>
<<set $david_relation=0>>
<<set $int=10>>
<<set $blowjob=2>>
<<set $rep=0>>
<<set $jack=0>>
/*Day 5*/
<<set $day5=0>>
<<set $day5_bath=false>>
/*Day 6*/
<<set $day6_kitchen= false>>
<<set $day6_bathroom= false>>
<<set $day6_drink=false>>
<<set $day6_forest=false>>
<<set $day6_job=false>>
<<set $day6_class=false>>
<<set $day6_p=false>>
/*Day 7*/
<<set $day7_kitchen=false>>
<<set $day7_living=false>>
<<set $day7_shower=false>>
<<set $day7_gwen=false>><<set _loserIndex = random(0, $players.length - 1)>>
<<set _loser = $players[_loserIndex]>>
<<if _loser.clothes.length > 1>>
<<set _removedCloth = _loser.clothes.shift()>>
"_loser.name loses this round and removes their _removedCloth!"
<<if _loser.name == "Emily">>
<<if _loser.clothes.length==3>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/emily_1.gif">
<<elseif _loser.clothes.length==2>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/emily_2.gif">
<<else>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/emily_3.gif">
<</if>>
<<elseif _loser.name == "Sarah">>
<<if _loser.clothes.length==3>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/sarah_1.gif">
<<elseif _loser.clothes.length==2>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/sarah_2.gif">
<<else>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/sarah_3.gif">
<</if>>
<<elseif _loser.name == "Jamal">>
<<if _loser.clothes.length==3>>
<<elseif _loser.clothes.length==2>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/jamal_2.gif">
<<else>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/jamal_3.gif">
<</if>>
<<else>>
<<if _loser.clothes.length==3>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/max_3.webp">
<<elseif _loser.clothes.length==2>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/max_1.gif">
<<else>>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/max_2.gif">
<</if>>
<</if>>
[[Next|Card Game Round]]
<<else>>
<<if _loser.name == "Emily">>
Emily removed her last piece of clothing to show her nude body
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/53.gif">
[[Next|Emily]]
<<elseif _loser.name == "Sarah">>
Sarah slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her bare skin inch by inch. She tossed it aside, leaving her completely nude.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/54.gif">
[[Next|Sarah nude]]
<<elseif _loser.name == "Jamal">>
They watched as Jamal removed his boxers, revealing his large, thick black cock. Sarah couldn't tear her eyes away. She felt a mix of shock and arousal, her body responding in ways she hadn't expected.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/55.gif">
[[Next|Jamal nude]]
<<else>>
As the game continued, Max found himself losing more rounds. He was down to his boxers, his body on full display for the two of them. Sarah's breaths were coming faster, her eyes flickering between him and Jamal.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/56.gif">
[[Next|Max]]
<</if>>
<</if>>
As fate would have it, Emily was the unluckiest of them all. One by one, her clothes came off—her top first, then her pants, then her bra. By the final round, she was completely nude, her bare skin exposed under the dim glow of the room’s lights.
<pr> "Damn, Emily… you look amazing like this." </pr> Max's eyes roamed over her body, his voice laced with admiration.
<j> "Yeah, your body is incredible. You should send a pic to your ex, show him what he’s missing." </j> Jamal added with a smirk.
Emily's eyes widened.
<e> "What?! No way, that’s ridiculous!" </e> She crossed her arms over her chest, though it did little to hide her.
<j> "Come on, just for fun. He’ll be shocked." </j>
<Sarah> "Yeah, imagine his reaction." </Sarah> Sarah giggled, nudging Emily teasingly.
[[Send nude to ex|SDP]]
[[Stay loyal to David|D2DP]]
<J>Nice</J> Jamal complimented, his voice husky.
Sarah watched, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. <Sarah>You know, I've always wondered what it'd be like to have more than one person at once.</Sarah>
Max raised an eyebrow. <pr>Oh, really? And what makes you think tonight's the night?</pr>
Emily sat back down, her eyes gleaming with excitement. <e>I'm game if Sarah is.</e>
Jamal looked at Sarah, his green eyes intense. <J>And what do you say, Sarah?</J>
Sarah took a deep breath, her cheeks flushing. <s>I say let's make it a threesome.</s>
Max and Jamal exchanged a look, grinning. <pr>Game on</pr> Max said, standing up to join Sarah.
Emily watched as Sarah and Max began to explore each other, their hands roaming over each other's bodies. Jamal moved behind Sarah, his hands sliding over her curves.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/58.gif">
[[Next|N10P2]] <Sarah>Jamal, that's... impressive</Sarah>
Sarah felt her face flush, but she didn't look away. Instead, she stood up and walked over to Jamal, her eyes locked onto his cock. She could feel the heat radiating off him, could see the pulse of desire in his neck.
<Sarah>Mind if I get a closer look?</Sarah>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/67.gif">
Sarah reached out, her hand trembling slightly as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Jamal let out a low groan, his hips bucking slightly. Sarah felt a surge of power, knowing that she was affecting him. She started to stroke him, her grip firm as she moved her hand up and down his length.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/68.gif">
Emily and Max watched, their own arousal growing as they saw Sarah's confident touch. They could see the desire in her eyes, the way her breath was coming in short gasps.
<Sarah>You like that, don't you?</Sarah>Sarah asked, her voice filled with a mix of innocence and boldness.
<Jamal>Fuck yes</Jamal>Jamal replied, his voice a low growl.
Sarah dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his cock. She leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the tip. Jamal let out a sharp hiss, his hips jerking slightly. Sarah smiled, taking him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his thick shaft.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/69.gif">
[[Next|N10P]]Jamal, seeing an opportunity, leaned in closer to Sarah. <j>"You know, Max hasn't seen what he's missing yet,"</j> he murmured, his hand resting on Sarah's thigh.
Sarah bit her lip, looking at Max. <Sarah>"Is that so?" she said, her voice breathy. "Maybe we should show him."</Sarah>
Max watched as Jamal and Sarah exchanged a look, a silent agreement passing between them. He felt a thrill of anticipation, his body already responding to the thought of what might come next.
<j>One more thing, he never licked a pussy.</j>
<Sarah>"Come on, Max,Let's try it today."</Sarah>
Sarah removed her panties to give a full picture of her juicy pussy.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/76.gif">
<Sarah>"Max,"</Sarah> she breathed, her voice laced with desire.
He looked up at her, his blue eyes dark with lust. <pr>"Yes, Sarah?"</pr>
<Sarah>"Please,"</Sarah> she begged, her hands fisting in his hair. <Sarah>"Please, I need you to taste me."</Sarah>
Max smiled wickedly, his tongue darting out to lick her folds. Sarah cried out, her back arching off the bed. He licked her slowly, savoring her taste, teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/77.gif">
Max slid two fingers into her, curling them to hit just the right spot. Sarah gasped, her muscles clenching around his fingers. He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Sarah's moans grew louder, her body tensing.
<Sarah>"Max, I'm close,"</Sarah> she gasped, her breath coming in short pants. <Sarah>"Please, don't stop."</Sarah>
Max increased his pace, his fingers and tongue moving in perfect sync. Sarah's orgasm hit her like a wave, her body convulsing as she came. Max wrapped his arms around her, holding her as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/78.gif">
As she came down, Max slid up beside her, his cock hard and ready. <pr>"That was incredible,"</pr> he murmured, his lips finding hers.
Sarah smiled, her eyes heavy with satisfaction. <Sarah>"It was,"</Sarah> she agreed. <Sarah>"But I'm not done with you yet.Follow me to bedroom"</Sarah>
Max followed her to the bedroom knowing that this night will be adventurous for him.
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
[[Exit|DAY 5]]Emily nodded in agreement, her eyes fixed on the scene unfolding in front of them. Sarah began to suck, her head bobbing up and down as she took more of him into her mouth. Jamal let out a low groan, his hands going to her head, guiding her movements.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/70.gif">
<J>That's it, baby</J> he murmured, his voice filled with pleasure. <J>Take it all.</J>
<Sarah>I want you to fuck me</Sarah> she said, her voice filled with determination.
He nodded, positioning himself at her entrance. He pushed inside her slowly, her tight heat enveloping him. Sarah let out a low moan, her nails digging into his shoulders.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/71.gif">
He began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. Sarah matched him, her body moving in time with his. The table creaked beneath them, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the room.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/72.gif">
<Sarah>Harder</Sarah> Sarah gasped, her nails digging into his back. <Sarah>Fuck me harder, Jamal.</Sarah>
Jamal could feel her tightening around him, could feel her body trembling. He reached between them, his dick finding her clit. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, sending Sarah over the edge.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/74.gif">
<Sarah>Oh God, oh God, oh God</Sarah>Sarah cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm washed over her.
Jamal groaned, feeling her tighten around him. He thrust into her a few more times before he too reached the edge. He pulled out, his cock pulsing as he came, his hot cum spilling onto her stomach.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/75.gif">
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
[[Exit|DAY 5]]Jamal and Max exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them. Sarah revealed there cocks and take them in her motuh one by one
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Jamal laid down on the couch, his body propped up on pillows. Sarah climbed on top of him, her eyes locked onto his. She reached down, her hand wrapping around his cock, her eyes widening as she felt its hardness.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/60.gif">
<Sarah>Wow</Sarah> she murmured, her voice filled with awe. <s>You're so big, Jamal.</s>
Jamal smirked, his eyes filled with desire. <J>You like that, Sarah? You like how big I am?</J>
Sarah nodded, her eyes filled with excitement. </s>Yes, I like it. I want to feel you inside me.</Sarah>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/61.gif">
Max knelt front her, placing his white black cock in front of Sarah face.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/62.gif">
[[Next|N10P3]]<pr>You want this, Sarah?</pr>Max asked, his voice low and husky. <pr>You want me to fuck you while Jamal's inside you?</pr>
Sarah nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of nervousness and excitement. <Sarah>Yes, I want that. I want both of you inside me.</Sarah>
Max positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her ass. He slowly pushed inside her, his eyes locked onto hers. Sarah gasped, her body arching as she felt him fill her, her hands gripping Jamal's chest as she struggled to adjust to the sensation.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/64.gif">
Jamal and Max increased their pace, their bodies moving in a faster, more intense rhythm. Sarah's moans grew louder, her body trembling as she felt them both inside her, their cocks filling her completely.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/63.gif">
<j>I'm close</j> Jamal gasped, his body tense with desire. <j>I'm so close, Sarah.</j>
<pr>Me too</pr> Max agreed, his voice filled with desire. <pr>I'm so close.</pr>
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/65.gif">
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/66.gif">
Sarah's body convulsed as they both came, their bodies tense with pleasure. They collapsed onto the couch, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Sarah looked up at them, a soft smile on her lips. <Sarah>Wow,That was... incredible.</Sarah>
Emily leaned back in her chair, a soft smile on her lips. "Well, that was quite the show," she said, her voice filled with amusement. <e>You three were amazing.</e>
Sarah blushed, a soft laugh escaping her lips. <Sarah>Thanks, Emily. It was quite the experience.</Sarah>
The room was filled with the soft hum of conversation, the air thick with the scent of sex and the sound of their laughter. The game was forgotten, the night filled with the memory of their shared experience
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
[[Exit|DAY 5]]Emily hesitated, then reached for her phone.
<e> "Fine. But just one pic." </e> She adjusted her pose slightly, angling the camera just right before snapping the shot. A moment later, she sent it.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/57.webp">
Seconds ticked by before her phone buzzed.
EX: "Damn, Emily… I miss you."
Emily rolled her eyes.
<e> "Ugh, that was a mistake." </e> With a swift motion, she blocked his number again, tossing her phone onto the couch.
<pr> "Atta girl. No regrets." </pr> Max chuckled.
<j> "That’s how you do it. Now, who's up for another round?" </j>
The night was far from over.
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
[[Exit|DAY 5]]<e> "No way. I have a boyfriend, remember?" </e>
Max shrugged.
<pr> "Come on, it’s not a big deal. Just a little fun." </pr>
<j> "Yeah, it’s not like you’re cheating. Just a reminder to your ex of what he lost." </j>
Emily shook her head firmly.
<e> "I don’t need to prove anything to him. David is the only one who matters to me." </e>
Sarah smiled softly.
<Sarah> "That’s actually kinda sweet." </Sarah>
<j> "Suit yourself, but if it were me, I’d make my ex regret ever leaving." </j> Jamal laughed, taking a sip of his drink.
<pr> "Alright, alright, let’s move on." </pr> Max changed the subject, sensing Emily’s resolve.
Emily exhaled, relieved. She had no interest in looking back. David was her future, and nothing was going to change that.
<<set $david_relation+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Relation with David+<</notify>>
[[Exit|DAY 5]]End of This Version
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<<cont>><<goto 'Intro'>><</cont>>Sarah returned her attention to the cock, taking it deep into her throat. Emily watched in awe as Sarah's mouth worked, her head bobbing up and down. The sound of her sucking was intense, and Emily felt a warmth growing between her own legs.
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<Sarah>Your turn</Sarah> Sarah said, pulling back and gesturing for Emily to take over.
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Emily steps into the washroom, she heard the unmistakable sound of slurping and soft moans coming from one of the stalls.
[[Peek|t2p]]
[[Leave|P3D4]]Under the cool night sky, Emily stepped onto the roof, the thumping party music below now just a faint murmur. A soft breeze danced through her hair as she looked up at the stars—bright, silent, and endless.
<img src="Images/Day 5/sky.jpeg">
She took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around herself.
<e> "I wonder if you're looking at the same stars, Mom..." </e> she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Slowly, she sat down on a folded blanket someone had left behind and opened her bag. Inside, her mother’s diary waited like a relic from another world. She turned a few pages carefully, scanning through her mother’s words—the entries filled with longing, mystery, and adventure.
As she turned to a page that was slightly wrinkled and tucked between two others, something slipped out. It was an old, faded photograph. Emily picked it up.
The photo was of a key, resting on a stone table covered in sand. Something about it made her heart skip. Her eyes widened as recognition dawned.
<e> "Wait... I’ve seen this before." </e>
She quickly rummaged through her bag again—digging beneath a journal, a small bottle of perfume, and her passport—until her fingers touched cold metal. She pulled out a small key on a chain.
It was the same key.
<img src="Images/Day 5/key.jpg">
<e> "Dad gave me this when I was a kid... told me to always keep it safe." </e>
Her fingers curled around it tightly. She stared back at the photo in awe.
<e> "This... this is it. This has to be the same key Mom used in Egypt." </e>
She pressed the key to her chest, a sudden surge of purpose rushing through her.
<e> "Whatever this unlocks... I’m going to find it. I’m taking this with me." </e>
[[Next|P4D]]
<<set $keys1 to true>>A little while later, the rooftop door creaked open. Emily turned her head and saw David stepping out, holding two mugs of hot chocolate.
<David>There you are,</David> he said softly, walking over. <David>Thought you’d disappeared on me.</David>
<e>Just needed some air,</e> Emily smiled as she took one of the mugs. <e>Couldn’t resist the stars.</e>
David sat down beside her, shoulder brushing hers, and looked up.
<David>They’re crazy beautiful tonight.</David>
<e>Yeah...</e> she said quietly, sipping the warm drink. <e>Makes you feel like... everything's still out there. Like the world’s still full of answers.</e>
They sat in silence for a while, hands slowly finding each other’s. Fingers intertwined, resting on Emily’s lap.
<David>You nervous about Portugal?</David>
<e>A little. Excited, mostly. Scared of what I’ll find, maybe... or what I won’t.</e>
David gave her hand a squeeze.
<David>You’ll find what you’re meant to. You always do.</David>
She leaned into him slightly, her head resting on his shoulder. They began trading little stories—childhood memories, college jokes, wild dreams. Laughter filled the quiet rooftop.
Eventually, he turned toward her, and she met him halfway. Their lips touched—slow, warm, and full of everything unspoken.
<img src="Images/Day 5/kiss.gif">
They kissed again, and again... until the stars blurred above them and the world faded around them.
They didn’t even realize when their heads came to rest side by side, fingers still linked, and sleep quietly claimed them beneath the night sky.
<<set $david_relation+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Relation with David+<</notify>>
[[Sleep|DAY 5]]Emily stirred as the early morning sun kissed her face. Her eyes blinked open slowly, adjusting to the golden light. The rooftop was quiet, the air crisp.
<e>Oh god... we fell asleep up here?</e> she whispered to herself, gently pulling her hand away.
Carefully, she sat up and realized with a tiny gasp that she wasn’t fully dressed—just her bra and pants.
<e>Shit, shit, my flight...</e> she mumbled, hurriedly slipping her clothes back on.
She gave David one last glance, a soft smile tugging at her lips, then tiptoed away from the rooftop.
[[Home|HD5]]
At home, her father was in the kitchen, sipping coffee with a worried look. As soon as he saw her enter, his eyes widened.
<e>Dad... I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep out—</e>
Before she could finish, he shook his head with a faint smile and stood up.
<father>You’re safe. That’s what matters. Now go grab your bag—we’ve got a flight to catch.</father>
She nodded quickly, running to her room to snatch her things. Within minutes, she was back downstairs, breathless.
<e>I’ve got everything. Let’s go.</e>
They stepped outside, the car already waiting. The drive to the airport was quiet but comforting. As they neared the terminal, Emily looked at her father.
<e>Thank you for always believing in me.</e>
<father>Take care.</father>
<img src="images/Day 5/1.png">
[[Flight]]The low hum of the airplane filled Emily’s ears as she gazed out the window, her eyes wide with wonder. Clouds drifted beneath her like mountains of cotton, and the rising sun painted the sky in golds and pinks.
<img src="images/Day 5/2.webp">
<e>This is it…</e> she thought, her fingers drumming softly against the tray table. <e>I’m really going to Egypt.</e>
She leaned back in her seat, a bubbling excitement growing in her chest.
<e>New country. New story. New clues about Mom. I just know something big is waiting for me.</e>
She reached into her jacket and touched the key nestled in her pocket, her thumb tracing its shape. The photo from the diary flashed in her mind again.
<e>There’s something this unlocks. Something important. I can feel it.</e>
As the flight attendants made their landing announcements, Emily sat up straighter, eyes shining.
The plane dipped lower. Cities appeared in the distance. Warm desert light filled the cabin.
Moments later, the tires touched the runway with a soft thud. The plane slowed, and passengers began gathering their things.
Emily stood, grabbing her backpack, her heart pounding.
<e>Let’s go find out what you were hiding, Mom.</e>
She stepped off the plane and into the heat of Cairo—her adventure had officially begun.
[[Next|N2D5]]As Emily stepped out of the airport, the warm Egyptian air hit her like a wave. She adjusted her bag and scanned the crowd of people holding signs. That’s when she saw him—a man in his late thirties, wearing sunglasses and a laid-back grin, holding a cardboard sign that simply said: "EMILY" in big block letters.
<j>“Emily! Over here!”</j> he called out, waving one hand.
<e>“Hi!”</e> Emily smiled and jogged over, pulling her suitcase behind her.
<j>“Welcome to Egypt! I’m Jack—your uncle’s son, I guess that makes me your cousin?”</j> he said with a chuckle, offering his hand.
She shook it, amused. <e>“Nice to meet you, Jack.”</e>
They made their way to his car, a dusty old sedan with a cracked dashboard and a pineapple-shaped air freshener dangling from the rearview mirror. Jack popped the trunk for her bag, then slid into the driver’s seat.
<j>“It’s not much, but it runs. Usually.”</j>
As Emily opened the passenger door and sat down, her eyes landed on something wedged between the seats—a porn magazine, its glossy cover half-crumpled but unmistakable.
<img src="images/Day 5/3.webp">
She blinked, stunned. <e>“…Oh.”</e>
Jack noticed her gaze and nearly choked.
<j>“Shit—I mean! Uh, that’s—it’s not mine!”</j> he stammered, snatching it and tossing it into the backseat. <j>“Totally my friend’s. Borrowed my car last week. You know how it is.”</j>
Emily raised an eyebrow but tried to stifle a laugh.
<e>“Uh-huh. Sure.”</e>
Jack groaned. <j>“Great first impression, huh?”</j>
<e>“Let’s just pretend that didn’t happen.”</e> she said, shaking her head with a smirk.
They drove in awkward silence for a while, but eventually the tension faded. The city passed by in a blur of golden buildings, markets, and palm trees.
After a while, they pulled up in front of Jack’s home—a cozy two-story place nestled between sandy alleys and blooming bougainvillea.
<j>“Home sweet home. Hope you’re ready to settle in… adventure starts tomorrow.”</j>
Emily stepped out, heart racing again—not from the awkward car ride, but from the feeling that something huge was waiting for her just around the corner.
[[Home|H2D5]]As Emily stepped inside the house, she was greeted by the scent of cardamom and old wood. Her uncle—a tall man with streaks of gray in his beard and kind eyes—walked out from the kitchen with a gentle smile.
<j>“There she is! Emily, you’ve grown so much.”</j>
<e>“It’s really good to finally meet you, Uncle.”</e> she said, offering a polite hug.
<j>“You must be exhausted after that flight. Go take a bath, freshen up. Your room’s upstairs, second door on the right. Bathroom’s just across.”</j>
<e>“Thanks. I could definitely use a shower.”</e>
Emily headed upstairs with her bag. The hallway was quiet, the house humming with the soft buzz of the desert evening. She grabbed her towel and change of clothes, then stepped into the bathroom.
Inside, the tile was cool under her feet, and the mirror fogged just slightly from the warmth in the room.
Before undressing, she stood in front of the bathroom door...
And thought for a moment.
[[Lock the door]]
[[Don't lock the door]]Emily turned the small latch on the bathroom door until it clicked.
<e>“Better safe than sorry...”</e> she whispered to herself.
She unzipped her bag, carefully pulling out a fresh set of clothes. One by one, she slipped off her travel clothes, folding them neatly and placing them on a nearby stool. The mirror caught her reflection—she paused for a second, looking at herself.
<e>“Portugual… I’m really here.”</e>
She stepped into the shower, letting the warm water cascade down her body. It felt like it was washing away the fatigue, the awkward car ride, and even the pressure of the unknown ahead.
<img src="Images/Day 5/5.gif">
Steam filled the bathroom, swirling like mist on an early morning dune. Emily leaned her head back, closing her eyes, letting the sound of the water calm her thoughts.
After a while, she turned the tap off and stepped out, grabbing a fluffy white towel from the rack. She wrapped it tightly around herself, her skin warm and dewy.
<img src="Images/Day 5/6.jpeg">
She took a moment in the mirror again—this time, not with doubt or hesitation, but with quiet confidence.
<e>“Let’s see what secrets you're hiding, Portugual.”</e>
[[Next|N3D5]]Emily stepped into the bathroom, the steam already beginning to fog the mirror. She glanced at the door handle, then shrugged.
<e> "They’re downstairs… it’s fine," </e> she murmured to herself.
She undressed, folding her clothes neatly on a stool, and stepped into the warm water. The soothing spray relaxed her, washing away the exhaustion of travel. A soft smile crept to her lips as she thought about the stars, the rooftop, and David’s kiss.
Suddenly, the door creaked open.
<j> "Oh shit—sorry! I didn’t think—" </j> Jack’s voice stumbled into the room.
Emily gasped, spinning around, eyes wide, heart racing. She dropped her towel in shock, water dripping from her soaked hair.
<img src="Images/Day 5/towel.gif">
<e> "JACK! What the hell?!" </e>
<j> "I-I swear I thought no one was in here! I just—needed the mirror for a sec. I’m really sorry!" </j>
He covered his eyes and backed out quickly, the door clicking shut again.
Emily stood frozen for a second, catching her breath, then wrapped the towel around her body tightly.
<e> "Great... just perfect." </e>
<img src="Images/Day 5/6.jpeg">
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
[[Next|N23D5]]Wrapped in a towel, Emily picked clothes from her bag, changed into fresh clothes, and made her way downstairs. The scent of something warm and spiced drifted through the air.
Her uncle and Jack were seated at the small dining table, already halfway through their plates.
<uncle> "There she is! Feeling better after the shower?" </uncle>
<e> "Much better, thank you," </e> she smiled, taking a seat across from them.
<j> "You picked a good time to show up. Uncle cooked," </j> Jack grinned, passing her a plate. <j> "Rare occasion, honestly." </j>
<uncle> "Hey now, don’t scare her off already," </uncle> he chuckled.
They ate together, exchanging light conversation. Emily told them a little about her flight, and Jack mentioned the best local spots to visit in Portugal.
<uncle> "Your room’s upstairs, just next to the bookshelf landing," </uncle> he said, nodding after she finished. <uncle> "Why don’t you get some rest? You’ve had a long day." </uncle>
<e> "Yeah... I think I will. Thanks for everything," </e> she said with a soft smile.
She headed upstairs, pushed open the door to her new room, and sank onto the bed. The moment her head hit the pillow, the weight of travel and emotion caught up to her.
Within moments, Emily was fast asleep, the afternoon sun slipping quietly through the curtains.
[[Wake up|WD5]]
The soft buzz of her phone vibrated against the nightstand, pulling Emily from a hazy nap. She blinked, groggy and slightly disoriented, before reaching for it. The screen lit up—7:30 PM.
<img src="images/Day 5/time.png">
<e> "Still time," </e> she mumbled, sitting up and stretching her arms above her head. The soft orange glow of the evening sun peeked through the curtains, casting long shadows across the room.
Her thoughts immediately drifted to her mother’s diary—the faded ink, the mention of an address, a place. Her heart skipped as curiosity bubbled to the surface.
<e> "I can check it out. Just... take a look." </e>
Emily grabbed her bag, carefully tucked the diary inside, and made her way downstairs.
[[Hall|H3D5]]After drying off. She quickly pulled out clothes from her bag and got dressed, brushing her damp hair behind her ears as she took a deep breath.
Downstairs, the sound of light conversation and clinking dishes greeted her. She walked into the kitchen where her uncle was setting out plates.
Jack looked up as she entered, clearly uncomfortable.
<j> "Hey... uh, sorry again about earlier. I didn’t mean to—" </j>
<e> "It’s fine," </e> Emily said quickly, forcing a small smile. <e> "Just... knock next time, alright?" </e>
Jack nodded, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
<uncle> "Everything alright?" </uncle> her uncle asked, glancing between the two.
<e> "Yeah. Just tired," </e> she said, sitting down.
They ate mostly in silence, broken only by Emily’s uncle trying to make polite conversation. He asked her about the flight, and her plans for Egypt, visibly excited for her adventure.
<uncle> "You’ve always had your mother’s fire, you know that?" </uncle> he said with a fond smile. <uncle> "But for now, you should rest. Your room’s upstairs, left of the stairs. Get a nap in before the evening." </uncle>
<e> "Thanks... I think I’ll do just that." </e>
She pushed up from the table, offered a final glance toward Jack—who was still avoiding her eyes—and headed upstairs.
Her room was small but cozy. Emily shut the door behind her, curled up on the bed, and let her mind drift, unsure if the heat in her chest was from the embarrassment… or something else entirely.
Within minutes, her eyes closed, and the soft hum of the city lulled her to sleep.
[[Wake up|WD5]]Daisy stood quietly in the hallway, the soft hum of the house around her. From here, the place opened up in many directions—each one inviting in its own way. The polished floor beneath her feet, the faint scent of flowers in the air… everything felt still, as if waiting.
[[Living room|LD5]]
[[Bathroom|SD5]]
[[Kitchen|KD5]]
[[Outside|OD5]]
<<if $day5==0>>
Emily stepped into the living room where her uncle was seated, sipping tea and scrolling on his phone. He looked up as she entered.
<img src="Images/Day 5/8.jpg">
<uncle> "Going out somewhere?" </uncle>
<e> "Yeah... just thought I’d explore the city a bit. Get a feel of it." </e>
<uncle> "Good idea. But you should take Jack with you—he knows the area well. It'll be safer." </uncle>
Emily gave a polite nod, but inside she hesitated. She appreciated the concern, but if she brought Jack along, she wouldn’t be able to freely follow the clues from her mother’s diary. She needed space, and she didn’t want any more awkwardness after what happened earlier.
[[Go alone]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== true>>
Emily stepped into the living room and saw a porn magazine was there, she could not control herdesires and grab that magazine and starts to read it
<img src="Images/Day 5/porn magazine.jpg">
<<linkreplace "Masturbate">>
<img src="Images/Day 5/9.gif">
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<</linkreplace>>
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== false>>
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<</if>><<if $day5==0>>
<e>I have already took the shower.</e>
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== true && $day5_bath==false>>
Emily entered the bathroom and saw Jack was taking shower, she could not resist herself or it was just effect of that drink, she slowly opened the door and saw a huge dick was hanging between Jacks leg
She starts getting thoughts about sucking him in shower
<img src="Images/Day 5/13.gif">
<e>What's wrong with me, I really want to taste that dick</e>
<img src="Images/Day 5/14.gif">
<e>Please fuck me with that dick Jack...Why the hell I am thinking, I should just leave.</e>
<<set $day5_bath to true>>
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<<elseif $day5_bath==true>>
<e>I don't have anything to do here, I should leave.</e>
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== false>>
<e>I don't have anything to do here, I should leave.</e>
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<</if>><<if $day5==0>>
<e>I don't have anything to do here, I should leave.</e>
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== true && $day5_bath==false>>>>
Emily walked into the kitchen, the soft clinking of utensils and low voices drawing her in. Her uncle and Jack were seated at the table, halfway through dinner.
<pr> "There you are," </pr> her uncle smiled warmly. <pr> "Come, sit and eat with us." </pr>
<j> "We saved you a plate," </j> Jack added, pulling out a chair for her.
<e> "Thanks," </e> Emily said with a small smile, taking her seat. <e> "I didn't realize how hungry I was." </e>
But her thoughts again got blur and she was getting images of getting fucked by both of them at same time.
<img src="Images/Day 5/12.gif">
<e>What the fuck!!! What's happening with my mind ,I should just sleep</e>
The three of them ate together, making casual conversation about the city, the weather, and Emily's flight. The food was warm and comforting, easing some of her travel exhaustion.
Once finished, Emily stood and stretched slightly.
<e> "Thanks for the meal. I think I'll head to bed now—long day." </e>
<pr> "Of course. Your room's ready upstairs. Get some good rest." </pr>
<j> "Night, Emily." </j>
<e> "Night, both of you." </e>
She made her way upstairs, her footsteps soft against the wooden steps. In her room, she changed into something comfortable and slipped into bed, thoughts of the strange forest plate and the drink swirling in her mind. Despite everything, sleep took her quickly.
[[Sleep|DAY 6]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== true>>
Emily walked into the kitchen, the soft clinking of utensils and low voices drawing her in. Her uncle wase seated at the table, halfway through dinner.
<pr> "There you are," </pr> her uncle smiled warmly. <pr> "Come, sit and eat." </pr>
<e> "Thanks," </e> Emily said with a small smile, taking her seat. <e> "I didn't realize how hungry I was." </e>
But her thoughts again got blur and she was getting images of getting fucked by him.
<img src="Images/Day 5/11.gif">
<e>What the fuck!!! What's happening with my mind ,I should just sleep</e>
The three of them ate together, making casual conversation about the city, the weather, and Emily's flight. The food was warm and comforting, easing some of her travel exhaustion.
Once finished, Emily stood and stretched slightly.
<e> "Thanks for the meal. I think I'll head to bed now—long day." </e>
<uncle> "Of course. Your room's ready upstairs. Get some good rest." </uncle>
<e> "Night,Uncle." </e>
She made her way upstairs, her footsteps soft against the wooden steps. In her room, she changed into something comfortable and slipped into bed, thoughts of the strange forest plate and the drink swirling in her mind. Despite everything, sleep took her quickly.
[[Sleep|DAY 6]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== false>>
Emily walked into the kitchen, the soft clinking of utensils and low voices drawing her in. Her uncle and Jack were seated at the table, halfway through dinner.
<pr> "There you are," </pr> her uncle smiled warmly. <pr> "Come, sit and eat with us." </pr>
<j> "We saved you a plate," </j> Jack added, pulling out a chair for her.
<e> "Thanks," </e> Emily said with a small smile, taking her seat. <e> "I didn't realize how hungry I was." </e>
The three of them ate together, making casual conversation about the city, the weather, and Emily's flight. The food was warm and comforting, easing some of her travel exhaustion.
Once finished, Emily stood and stretched slightly.
<e> "Thanks for the meal. I think I'll head to bed now—long day." </e>
<pr> "Of course. Your room's ready upstairs. Get some good rest." </pr>
<j> "Night, Emily." </j>
<e> "Night, both of you." </e>
She made her way upstairs, her footsteps soft against the wooden steps. In her room, she changed into something comfortable and slipped into bed, thoughts of the strange forest plate and the drink swirling in her mind. Despite everything, sleep took her quickly.
[[Sleep|DAY 6]]
<</if>><<if $day5==0>>
<e>I should ask uncle a first about going outside, he must be in living room.</e>
[[Leave|H3D5]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== true>>
<e>I should stay inside now and should explore tommorow.</e>
[[Back|H3D5]]
<<elseif $day5==1 && $day5_drink== false>>
<e>I should stay inside now and should explore tommorow.</e>
[[Back|H3D5]]
<</if>><e> "Okay... sure. I’ll go with Jack." </e> she said, forcing a small smile.
Her uncle nodded, pleased.
<uncle> "Great. I’ll call him."
A few moments later, Jack appeared in the living room, phone in hand.
<uncle> "Jack, take Emily around the city a bit—show her the good spots. She’s new here." </uncle>
<j> "Uh, yeah, sure. Sounds fun." </j> Jack said, giving Emily a quick glance, still clearly remembering the earlier bathroom incident.
<e> "Thanks." </e> she said politely.
They both stepped outside. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm orange glow across the streets. Jack unlocked his car, and they got in.
<j> "So… any specific place you want to see, or just random wandering?" </j>
<e> "Let’s just see where we end up." </e> she replied, trying to keep things casual while secretly keeping the address from the diary in the back of her mind.
As the car started, Emily looked out the window, wondering what she'd discover today.<e> "Actually, I was hoping to go alone..." </e> Emily said, her voice soft but steady. <e> "I just want to take in the city by myself today. Clear my head a little." </e>
Her uncle raised an eyebrow, surprised at first, but then gave a slow nod.
<uncle> "Alright, if that’s what you prefer. Just be careful, okay? Keep your phone on and don’t stray too far." </uncle>
<e> "I will. Promise." </e> she smiled, appreciative of his trust.
From the corner of her eye, she noticed Jack glance her way, a hint of awkward tension still lingering in the air. He said nothing, just nodded silently.
Emily grabbed her bag, quietly slipping her mother’s diary and the mysterious key inside. As she stepped out the front door, the cool evening breeze brushed against her face. She felt a strange combination of nerves and determination.
<e> "Alright, Mom... let’s see what secrets you left for me." </e>
She began walking toward the address scribbled on the diary’s page, heart pounding with the promise of discovery.
[[Explore|ED5]]Emily followed the narrow streets of the Portuguese town, her fingers clutching the old page torn from her mother’s diary. The sun had begun to dip, casting a golden hue over the buildings as she reached the edge of town.
What she found wasn’t a hidden alley or an abandoned house.
It was the forest.
<img src="Images/Day 5/forest.jpg">
Dense trees lined the dirt path ahead, their silhouettes swaying gently in the breeze. Emily blinked, checking the coordinates and scribbled description again.
<e> "This can't be right..." </e> she muttered to herself. <e> "Why would she come here?" </e>
She took a hesitant step forward, crunching dry leaves under her boots. The trees whispered in the wind, and for a moment, she thought she heard her mother’s voice echo in her mind.
"Follow the path where light forgets to shine..."
<e> "Seriously, Mom, this is straight out of a thriller movie," </e> Emily whispered, shaking her head but moving forward anyway. Each step carried her deeper into the woods—and deeper into the mystery her mother left behind.
She walked for another ten minutes until the narrow trail opened slightly into a small clearing with a moss-covered stone bench and a broken-down signpost pointing to nowhere.
Emily looked around. No hidden doors. No buried chest. Just quiet trees and faint birdsong.
Until something caught her eye.
Near the base of one tree, partially buried in fallen leaves, was a small, weathered stone slab. A strange symbol—matching one she’d seen in her mother’s diary—was etched into its surface.
<e> "Bingo." </e>
She crouched down, brushing the leaves away, her heart racing.
[[Next|N5D5]]Emily’s breath caught as she knelt down and brushed away the remaining dust with her trembling hand. Beneath the dirt was a rectangular stone plate, embedded into the forest floor, its surface etched with intricate patterns—and a line of writing in a language she’d never seen before.
<div class="mystery-container">
<div class="mysterious-text">Ilana sera nei, ka lira vesil aen fae luth vel, noris. Ai'il fara nei vey luma ka'elan noris val.</div>
</div>
<e> "What the hell..." </e> she whispered, tilting her head to study the ancient inscription. <e> "This isn't Portuguese... or anything I’ve ever seen." </e>
She slowly stood up, pulling her phone from her bag.
Snap.
She took a photo—actually, three—just in case. Different angles, lighting. Whatever this was, she needed to look it up later. Maybe someone could help her translate it. Or maybe…
<e> "Maybe this is why she came here." </e>
Emily stared down at the cryptic message, heart pounding in her chest. The forest felt colder now. Heavier.
And something deep inside her whispered—this was no ordinary clue.
[[Leave|L2D5]]Emily turned around, brushing a low-hanging branch aside as she decided it was time to leave. The forest had grown eerily quiet, and the strange inscription already weighed heavily on her mind.
But just as she took a step back onto the trail, something caught her eye.
A glimmer.
Glass.
There, resting perfectly still atop a moss-covered stone, was a delicate, ancient-looking glass filled with a faintly glowing liquid. The light shimmered faintly—blue and violet swirling like a tiny galaxy.
<e> "What the..." </e>
Her pulse quickened.
She dropped her bag to the ground and hurriedly opened the diary. Flipping through the pages, her fingers stopped on one that made her go cold.
A photograph—faded and yellowing—showed that exact same glass, sitting on what looked like the same stone.
<div class="diary-entry"> <div class="entry-header">Daisy’s Diary</div> <div class="entry-date">18/03/2002</div> <div class="entry-content">
<img src="Images/Day 5/drink.png">
I drank it. What happened next... I don’t remember. The pages...</div> </div>
Emily stared at the diary. Then at the glass.
<e> "She drank it..." </e> she whispered.
Her eyes darted from the photo to the liquid again. Her mother had come to this place. Drank this same liquid. And whatever happened next… was important enough that the page was missing.
Now it was here again. Waiting.
[[Drink it]]
[[Don't drink it]]Emily stared at the shimmering liquid a moment longer, heart pounding. She took a deep breath.
<e> "If she drank it... so can I." </e>
With trembling fingers, she lifted the glass. The cool rim pressed against her lips. One last moment of hesitation—
Then she tilted it back and drank.
The liquid was surprisingly smooth—slightly sweet, with a tingle that danced across her tongue. For a moment, she stood there, frozen, expecting… something.
A light. A sound. A vision. Anything.
But nothing came.
<e> "That's it?" </e> she mumbled to herself. No dizziness. No strange feelings. No sudden revelations.
She glanced around the forest again, unsure of what she’d expected. Disappointment mixed with relief. Whatever this was, it hadn't harmed her—but it also hadn’t revealed anything.
<e> "I should go back..." </e>
[[Next|N6D5]]
<<set $day5_drink to true>>
<<set $day5 to 1>>
<<set $int-=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Intellegence-<</notify>>Emily stared at the strange glass of shimmering liquid resting atop the old stone pedestal. Her eyes flicked back to her mother’s diary, the photo of the drink hauntingly familiar. But the next part of the page—the part that might’ve explained what happened after her mother drank it—was missing.
<e> "I... I can’t," </e> she whispered to herself.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she closed the diary and stepped back.
<e> "I don’t know what this is. What if it’s dangerous? What if it changes something I can’t undo?" </e>
She gave the liquid one last glance before turning away.
Leaves rustled beneath her boots as she made her way back through the forest, heart pounding—not with fear, but with the weight of restraint.
<e>Is should just go back home jow.</e>
[[Home|H3D5]]
<<set $day5_drink to false>>
<<set $day5 to 1>>As Emily made her way back toward the road, the last rays of sunlight filtered through the trees, bathing the forest in gold. The air was cooler now, but her skin felt strangely warm. A flush crept over her cheeks.
<e> "Why is it suddenly... hot?" </e> she murmured, tugging at the collar of her shirt.
Her breath felt heavier. A strange tension stirred low in her belly—familiar but out of place. She blinked, shook her head.
<e> "No. Not now. What the hell was in that drink?" </e>
Just then, she heard footsteps on the trail ahead. An old man with a weathered face and gentle eyes emerged, leaning slightly on a cane.
<pr> "Oh—hello there, miss," </pr> he said, smiling kindly. <pr> "You wouldn’t happen to know which way leads back to the village road? I got a little turned around." </pr>
Emily opened her mouth to answer, but her eyes drifted—for a second too long—over his rugged, aged frame. Her heart skipped. The warmth inside her pulsed stronger.
She quickly looked away.
<e> "Uh… yeah, just down that path, left at the clearing," </e> she stammered, trying to focus.
But her thoughts spun out wildly, lewd images flashing uninvited through her mind. She felt shocked at herself.
<img src="Images/Day 5/10.gif">
She was thinking about getting fucked by that old man in alley
<e> "What is wrong with me..." </e> she whispered.
The old man tipped his hat in thanks and continued on, leaving Emily standing there, breathing hard and flushed.
She pressed her hands to her cheeks.
<e> "That drink... It's doing something." </e>
Her pulse quickened. A strange curiosity sparked inside her. Something was awakening, something she couldn’t name.
[[Home|H3D5]]The morning sunlight peeked through the curtains, brushing against Emily’s face. She stirred, stretching with a soft yawn.
<img src="Images/1.2/sleep.jpg">
<e> "Today’s the day…" </e> she whispered to herself, feeling a spark of excitement.
She sat up, rubbing her eyes, the thought of her mother’s diary fresh in her mind. There was so much she wanted to discover — so much she had to discover.
But today was also a college day.
<e> "First... college. Then adventure." </e> she smiled to herself.
Emily climbed out of bed and went to hall
[[Hall|HD6]]Emily stood in the wide hallway of her college, surrounded by the lively chatter of students moving between classes. The sharp ring of the bell echoed from the far end, followed by the shuffle of feet and the closing of classroom doors.
[[Classroom|CLD4]]
[[Cafeteria|CFD4]]
[[Toilet|TD4]]
[[Outside|OD4]]
<<if $day4==0>>
Emily stepped into the English classroom, the familiar scent of chalk and old books filling the air. The soft murmur of students chatting died down as the teacher entered from the other side.
She slid into her seat near the window, right beside Sarah, who greeted her with a mischievous grin.
<sarah> "Welcome back, world traveler," </sarah> Sarah whispered, nudging her playfully. <sarah> "So? You ready to stir up some chaos again or what?" </sarah>
<e> "What do you mean?" </e> Emily raised an eyebrow.
<sarah> "I dare you..." </s> Sarah leaned in. <sarah> "Stick your leg out in the aisle. When the teacher walks by, she’ll trip.Let's see what panties is she wearing today" </sarah>
Emily blinked, unsure if Sarah was joking—or serious. The teacher was already beginning to pace around with her lesson book in hand.
[[Stay focused and study]]
[[Do what Sarah suggested]]
<<elseif $day4==1>>
<e>I don't have anything to do here.</e>
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<</if>><<if $day4_cafeteria== false>>
<Emily> "Hey, what’s with that face?" </Emily>
David glanced up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and frustration.
<David> "Nothing… just thinking." </David>
<Emily> raising an eyebrow "Thinking about what?" </Emily>
<David> sighs "You. Leaving." </David>
Emily felt a pang of guilt. She knew this wasn’t easy for him. She reached out and placed her hand over his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
<Emily> reassuringly "David, don’t be sad. It’s not like I’m leaving forever." </Emily>
<David> looks away "Still… it won’t be the same without you here." </David>
Emily smiled softly, leaning in closer.
<Emily> teasingly "Well, I have something planned to make up for it." </Emily>
David finally looked at her, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
<David> curious "What do you mean?" </David>
<Emily> smirking "I planned a special date for us. Just you and me. So, no more sulking, okay? Just pick me up tomorrow." </Emily>
A slow smile spread across David’s face, his eyes warming with excitement.
<David> grinning "A special date, huh? Alright, I’m holding you to that." </David>
<Emily> laughing "You better." </Emily>
The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Emily grabbed her bag, standing up as David followed suit.
<David> playfully "This better be a really good date, or I’m kidnapping you and keeping you here." </David>
<Emily> winking "Guess you’ll have to wait and see." </Emily>
With that, they both walked out of the cafeteria, the heavy mood lifted, replaced with anticipation for tomorrow.
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<<set $day4_cafeteria=true>>
<<elseif $day4_cafeteria== true>>
<e>I dont have anyything to do here.</e>
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<</if>><<if $day4_toilet== false>>
As she passed by the restroom, something caught her eye—a bright, colorful poster pinned to the bulletin board just outside the door. Curiously, she stepped closer, her eyes scanning the words.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/poster.png">
"FAREWELL PARTY FOR EMILY! 🎉
Tonight at Christine’s house! Be there to give her the send-off she deserves!"
Emily blinked in surprise before a small laugh escaped her lips.
<Emily> chuckling "Seriously? These guys..." </Emily>
She shook her head, amused by her friends’ efforts. She hadn’t even officially agreed to a farewell party, yet here it was—planned, announced, and most likely already in motion.
<Emily> smiling to herself "They’re too much." </Emily>
A warmth spread through her chest. It was kind of cute how much they cared. Even though she was leaving, at least she knew she had amazing friends who wanted to make her last days here special.
With a final glance at the poster, Emily pushed open the restroom door, still smiling to herself.
[[Next|N2D4]]
<<elseif $day4_toilet== true>>
<e>I dont have anyything to do here.</e>
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<</if>><<if $day4==1 && $day4_toilet==true && $day4_cafeteria==true>>
A thought crossed her mind, and she quickly grabbed her phone, dialing David’s number.
<Emily> "Hey, David! Can you pick me up? I want to go dress shopping for the party."</Emily>
His voice came through the line, amused yet warm.
<David> "Dress shopping, huh? You know I don’t really get fashion, right?" </David>
Emily chuckled.
<Emily> "I just need someone to give opinions. Besides, it’ll be fun!" </Emily>
David sighed dramatically but agreed.
<David> "Alright, alright. I’ll be there in ten minutes." </David>
Emily smiled as she ended the call, quickly touching up her hair and makeup before heading outside.
---
A little while later, David pulled up in his car, rolling down the window as Emily approached.
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/35.gif">
<David> "Hop in, princess." </David>
She rolled her eyes at his teasing tone but got into the car, buckling up.
<Emily> "Let’s go!" </Emily>
The drive to the mall was filled with light chatter and music playing softly in the background. Soon, they arrived, and Emily eagerly stepped out, scanning the rows of stores ahead.
<David> "Alright, where to first?" </David>
<Emily> "Let’s start with that boutique over there! I want something special." </Emily>
David followed her inside, already bracing himself for a long shopping trip.
[[Continue to dress selection|DressSelection]]
<<else>>
<e>I can't go outside now.</e>
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<</if>>
Emily gave Sarah a quick glance and shook her head with a small smile.
<e> "Not today. I’ve got enough going on already." </e>
<sarah> "Ugh, you're no fun anymore," </sarah> Sarah huffed, leaning back in her seat.
The teacher's footsteps echoed across the classroom as she paced, explaining the nuances of poetry. Emily opened her notebook, her pen moving almost on its own as she copied down notes, letting the rhythm of the class pull her in.
Minutes turned into an hour. The lesson flowed smoothly, and despite Sarah’s occasional whispers and doodles in her notebook, Emily remained focused.
Finally, the bell rang.
<e> "Class over already?" </e> Emily whispered to herself as she began to pack her things.
Students stood, chairs scraping across the floor. Sarah stretched.
<sarah> "Boring class, but hey—glad to see you're being all serious now." </sarah> she said with a teasing wink.
Emily smiled and joined the stream of students leaving the room
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<<set $day4=1>>
<<set $intelligence+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Intelligence+<</notify>>As the English teacher walked back and forth near the front of the class, explaining metaphors with full enthusiasm, Sarah leaned closer to Emily with a sly grin.
<sarah> "Come on, just stretch your leg out a little... she’ll trip and it’ll be hilarious." </sarah>
Emily hesitated, then with a quick glance around the room and a stifled giggle, she slowly slid her leg forward into the teacher’s walking path.
The teacher turned with a flourish, stepping directly into Emily’s outstretched foot.
THUD!
<img src="Images/Chapter 1/panty.jpeg">
The room gasped as the teacher panty can be seen by everyone, papers flying from her hand.
<teacher> "Oh my goodness!" </teacher> she cried, trying to gather herself.
Laughter erupted across the classroom—some in shock, others clearly amused.
Emily quickly pulled her leg back, heart pounding.
<sarah> "Oh my god!" </sarah> Sarah whispered between bursts of laughter. <sarah> "You actually did it!" </sarah>
<e> "I didn't think she’d actually fall that hard!" </e> Emily whispered back, trying to hide her nervous smile.
The teacher slowly stood up, clearly flustered.
<teacher> "Who did that?" </teacher> she asked, scanning the room.
Everyone went silent. No one pointed fingers. Emily sat still, trying not to meet her eyes.
<sarah> "Legend," </sarah> Sarah mouthed to her with a grin.
Finally, the bell rang.
<e> "Class over already?" </e> Emily whispered to herself as she began to pack her things.
Students stood, chairs scraping across the floor. Sarah stretched.
<sarah> "Boring class, but hey—glad to see you're being all serious now." </sarah> she said with a teasing wink.
Emily smiled and joined the stream of students leaving the room
[[Leave|C3D4]]
<<set $day4=1>>
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>Emily knelt down, her heart racing with anticipation. She tentatively licked the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum. The man on the other side groaned in pleasure, encouraging her.
<img src="Images/Day 5/gh4.gif">
They worked together, their mouths and tongues moving in sync. The man on the other side was groaning louder now, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Emily could feel the cock swell in her mouth, and she knew he was close.
Suddenly, the cock exploded, filling both of their mouths with hot, thick cum. They both swallowed, their eyes locked on each other. The man on the other side let out a final groan and fell silent.
<img src="Images/Day 5/gh5.gif">
Sarah and Emily smiled at each other, their faces glistening with cum. They stood up, their bodies pressing together as they cleaned each other's faces with tissues.
<<set $glory_event to true>>
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
<<set $blowjob+=1>>
[[Go back|P3D4]]<e> I am sorry but I am not ready for it.</e>
<sarah>As your wish.<e>>
Sarah continues her work of giving best blowjob of her life to a complete starnger.
<img src="Images/Day 5/gh7.gif">
Suddenly, the cock exploded, filling her mouth with hot, thick cum.
<img src="Images/Day 5/gh6.gif">
Emily stood up and decide to leave the place
<<set $glory_event to true>>
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
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https://discord.gg/6DzCN7wdDaisy stood quietly in the hallway, the soft hum of the house around her. From here, the place opened up in many directions—each one inviting in its own way. The polished floor beneath her feet, the faint scent of flowers in the air… everything felt still, as if waiting.
[[Living room|LD6]]
[[Bathroom|SD6]]
[[Kitchen|KD6]]
<<if $day6_forest==false>>\
[[Outside|OD6]]
<</if>>
<<if $day6_forest==true>>
[[Room|RD6]]
<</if>><<if $day6_forest==false>>
She walked to the living room, grabbing her bag on the way.
<e> "No time to waste..." </e> she muttered under her breath, checking the clock.
Realizing she was already cutting it close, she took a deep breath and headed for the door, ready to leave for college without any more delays.
[[Leave|HD6]]
<<elseif $day6_forest==true>>
Later that evening, Emily walks into the cozy living room, stretching her arms after a long day.
To her surprise, she spots Jack already sitting on the couch, flipping through movie options on the TV.
<j>Hey, Emily. Wanna watch something together?</j>
Jack glances over his shoulder and smiles casually, but there's a small nervousness in his voice Emily can't help but notice.
She feels a tiny flutter in her chest but pushes it down with a quick nod.
<e>Sure! Sounds fun.</e>
She plops down next to him, close enough that their arms almost touch.
After a few minutes of debating, they finally settle on a light-hearted action movie.
<img src="Images/1.2/2.png">
As the film plays, Emily sneaks a few glances at Jack.
He’s laughing at the silly scenes, totally relaxed, and for a second, Emily feels herself smiling without even realizing it.
By the time the credits roll, the room is comfortably quiet.
Jack looks over at her, his eyes lingering a little longer than before.
<j>That was fun. We should do this more often.</j>
<e>Yeah... we should.</e>
As Jack gets up to grab some water from the kitchen, Emily stays behind on the couch, hugging a pillow to her chest.
<e>I think... Jack might actually like me more than just a friend.</e>
She smiles to herself, feeling a warm, happy feeling settle inside her.
<<notify 3.5s>>Jack likes her more<</notify>>
<<set $jack+=1>>
[[Leave|HD6]]
<</if>><<if $day6_bathroom==false>>
She grabbed a towel and made her way into the bathroom.
The warm water of the shower was refreshing, helping her shake off the lingering sleepiness. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the water wash away her nervousness about the day ahead.
<img src="Images/1.2/shower6.webp">
After drying off, Emily stood in front of her closet, thinking carefully. She wanted to make a good impression. Finally, she picked out a cute outfit: a light pastel top paired with a denim skirt and white sneakers.
<img src="Images/1.2/outfit.jpg">
<e> "Perfect," </e> she smiled to herself in the mirror, adjusting her hair slightly.
Feeling ready, she grabbed her bag and headed back downstairs, her heart buzzing with excitement for her new adventure.
<<set $day6_bathroom=true>>
[[Leave|HD6]]
<<elseif $day6_bathroom==true and $day6_forest==false>>
Emily headed toward the bathroom, humming softly to herself. As she pushed the door open slightly.
Through the steam, she could clearly hear the sound of running water—and then she realized: Jack was already inside, taking a shower.
<e>Oh! </e> Emily gasped, quickly stepping back and pulling the door shut. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
<e> I already took my shower </e> she mumbled to herself, turning around and heading back to her room to wait.
[[Leave|HD6]]
<<else>>
<e>I can have a shower</e>
<<linkreplace "Shower">>
<img src="Images/1.2/shower6.webp">
<</linkreplace>>
[[Leave|HD6]]
<</if>><<if $day6_kitchen==false>>
Emily made her way down to the kitchen, her bag slung over one shoulder. The smell of fresh coffee and toast filled the air.
Her uncle and Jack were already sitting at the table, chatting casually.
<uncle>Morning, Emily! </uncle> her uncle said warmly, waving her over. <uncle> Come, have some breakfast before you head out.</uncle>
<jack>Yeah, you can't start a college day on an empty stomach.</jack> Jack grinned.
<e>Good morning, </e> Emily smiled as she joined them at the table. <e> Thanks... I could definitely use some food.</e>
She grabbed a plate and helped herself to some scrambled eggs and toast. They ate together, the conversation light and easy.
<uncle>Nervous about college?</uncle> her uncle asked between bites.
<e>A little,</e> she admitted. <e>But... mostly excited.</e>
<jack>You'll do great,</jack> Jack added. <jack> ust don't cause too much trouble.</jack> he winked playfully.
Emily laughed, feeling a bit more at ease. After finishing her breakfast, she thanked them both and got ready to leave for her first real day of classes in Portugal.
[[Leave|HD6]]
<<set $day6_kitchen=true>>
<<else>>
<e>I don't have anything to do here.</e>
[[Leave|HD6]]
<</if>><<if $day6_bathroom==true and $day6_kitchen==true and $day6_forest==false>>
<e>I am all set to go college.</e>
[[Leave for college|CD5]]
<<else>>
<e>I should probably finish getting ready first...</e>
[[Back|HD6]]
<</if>>
Emily stands in the grand college hall. Students bustle past her, chatting and laughing. Where should she go first?
<img src="Images/1.2/4.jpg">
[[Classroom|CLD6]]
[[Toilet|TCD6]]
[[Principal room|PCD6]]
[[Outside|OCD6]]<<if $day6_class==false>>
Emily walks into the bright classroom and quickly finds a seat near the middle. She sets her backpack down and glances around. A few students are already chatting quietly.
The teacher stands at the front, writing equations across the whiteboard.
<img src="Images/1.2/6.jpg">
<t>Good morning, everyone! Today we’re diving into the basics of Calculus. I hope you’re ready.</t>
Emily pulls out her notebook, tapping her pen against it. She notices a friendly-looking girl sitting nearby, doodling in her planner instead of taking notes.
<e>Hmm... should I focus on the lecture or try to make a new friend?</e>
[[Study|S2D6]]
[[Socialize|SoD6]]
<<else>>
<e>I already attended my class.</e>
[[Leave|CD5]]
<</if>><<if $day6_class==false>>
<e>I am getting late for the class.</e>
[[Leave|CD5]]
<<elseif $day6_class==true>>
After leaving the classroom, Emily heads toward the washroom.
She pushes open the door and steps inside, relieved to find it quiet and empty.
Walking up to the sink, she turns on the cold water and splashes her face.
The coolness instantly wakes her up, washing away the sleepiness from sitting through class.
<img src="Images/1.2/10.jpg">
<e>First day and I already feel like I’ve run a marathon.</e>
She smiles a little at her reflection, patting her face dry with a paper towel.
Straightening her hair quickly with her fingers, Emily takes a deep breath and feels ready to tackle the rest of the day.
She tosses the paper towel into the bin and heads back out into the bustling hallway.
[[Leave|CD5]]
<</if>><<if $day6_class==false and $day6_p==false>>
<e>I am getting late for the class.</e>
[[Leave|CD5]]
<<elseif $day6_class==true and $day6_p==false>>
The door is slightly open, and a small sign reads: "Principal Mr. Johnson".
She knocks politely.
<p>Come in.</p>
Emily steps inside. The office is large but neat, filled with books, awards, and a huge polished desk.
Behind it, Mr. Johnson looks up at her through thin glasses, studying her carefully.
<e>Hello, sir. I’m Emily. I just wanted to formally introduce myself...</e>
Before she can say more, the principal smiles knowingly.
<pr>Ah, yes. Emily. The girl from the United States, correct?</pr>
Emily nods, feeling a little nervous.
<pr>Mr. Smith informed me about you before your transfer.</pr> <pr>And... he also mentioned your tendency for a little too much mischief and how you gave him blowjob in his room. I even have some video of that.</pr>
Mr. Johnson took out his phone and show a video to Emily.Emily shifts uncomfortably, not sure whether to laugh or apologize.
<img src="Images/1.2/9.gif">
<pr>This college is different, Miss Emily. We are proud of our discipline and focus on education here.</pr> <pr>I expect you to respect that. If I find you causing any trouble — and I mean any — be ready to face the consequences.</pr>
Emily swallows hard and nods.
<e>Yes, sir. I understand.</e>
Mr. Johnson gives her a brief nod and gestures toward the door.
<pr>Good. Now, go and make the best of your time here.</pr>
Emily quickly thanks him and steps out, feeling a strange mix of relief and pressure building inside her.
[[Leave|CD5]]
<<set $day6_p=true>>
<<elseif $day6_p==true>>
She stands outside the door for a second, then lightly pushes it open again.
Mr. Johnson looks up from a heavy stack of papers, frowning slightly.
<pr>Yes, Miss Emily? What do you want now?</pr>
Emily hesitates, suddenly realizing she has no real reason to be there.
<e>Uh... nothing, sir. Just... passing by.</e>
The principal narrows his eyes at her.
<pr>This is a place of work, not a playground.</pr> <p>Do not disturb me again unless it's important.</p>
Emily quickly nods and backs out of the room, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment.
<e>Great start, Emily. Real smooth.</e>
She closes the door softly behind her and hurries down the hallway.
[[Leave|CD5]]
<</if>>
Emily takes a deep breath, straightens her notebook, and decides to concentrate.
She tunes out the low chatter around her and locks her eyes on the whiteboard.
<t>Now, pay attention to this part. It's the foundation for everything we'll cover this semester.</t>
The teacher draws a complicated graph, explaining step-by-step how the slope works. Emily writes down every word, even adding little notes and question marks in the margins.
<img src="Images/1.2/8.jpg">
<e>Okay... derivative of x² is 2x... chain rule... got it. I can do this.</e>
Minutes pass quickly. Emily barely notices the bell ringing at the end of class.
Students start packing up in a hurry, but Emily feels proud — she filled an entire page with detailed notes.
<t>Good work today, everyone. Don’t forget, we’ll have a small quiz next week.</t>
Emily smiles to herself, slipping her notebook into her bag.
<e>First day and already ahead of the game. Not bad, Emily. Not bad at all.</e>
<<notify 3.5s>>Intellegence+<</notify>>
<<set $int+=1>>
[[Leave|Md6]]Emily leans over to the girl sitting beside her, her curiosity winning over her focus.
The girl is already sketching something in her notebook with a mischievous grin.
<img src="Images/1.2/7.webp">
<e>What are you drawing?</e>
The girl tilts the notebook slightly so Emily can see.
It’s a funny, exaggerated cartoon of the teacher — wild hair, bug-eyed glasses, and arms flailing around dramatically while trying to explain math equations.
<g>Our beloved math queen, obviously.</g>
Emily snorts quietly, clapping a hand over her mouth to hide her laughter.
<e>Oh my god, that's brilliant. Make the glasses even bigger!</e>
The girl giggles and quickly adds giant, wobbly glasses to the doodle.
They both shake with silent laughter, trying not to attract attention.
<t>Is something funny back there?</t>
The teacher’s sharp voice cuts through the classroom. Emily and the girl immediately snap their heads back down to their notebooks, biting their lips to stop laughing.
<e>This is the best first day ever.</e>
<<notify 3.5s>>Reputation+<</notify>>
<<set $rep+=1>>
[[Leave|Md6]]The bell rings, and students rush out of the classroom, relieved. Emily grabs her bag and steps into the crowded hallway.
As she weaves through groups of chatting students, something catches her eye — a girl standing alone by the lockers, clutching a worn-out book close to her chest.
The book's cover is cracked and faded, and when Emily looks closer, she notices strange symbols on the pages — the exact same kind of mysterious language she had stumbled upon yesterday.
<e>Wait... that looks just like what I found.</e>
Curious, Emily walks up to her.
<e>Hey... sorry, but — that book you're holding... where did you get it?</e>
The girl stiffens immediately, her fingers tightening around the book.
Her eyes dart around nervously, and she shakes her head slightly.
<g>I... I don't know what you're talking about.</g>
Without another word, the girl quickly turns and hurries down the hallway, disappearing into the crowd before Emily can stop her.
<e>Weird... she looked scared. What is going on here?</e>
Emily stands there for a moment, the hallway buzzing around her — and a heavy, uneasy feeling settling in her chest.
[[Next|ND6]]Still standing in the hallway, Emily pulls out her phone.
She scrolls quickly through her photos until she finds it — the picture she took yesterday of that strange language.
<e>There it is... those symbols... what does it even mean?</e>
Her fingers brush lightly across the screen, tracing the unfamiliar shapes. An idea sparks in her mind.
She glances back into the emptying classroom and sees the desk where the mysterious girl had been sitting.
<e>Maybe if I leave a message... she'll know I’m not just some random weirdo.</e>
Sliding carefully back into the room, Emily approaches the girl's desk.
She kneels down, shielding herself from the hallway view, and quietly pulls out a pen.
Trying her best to copy the symbols from the photo, she writes a short line in the same mysterious language onto the corner of the desk.
<e>There... I hope she understands.</e>
Emily stands up quickly, heart pounding, and leaves the classroom without looking back.
A feeling of nervous excitement bubbles inside her.
<e>I guess I’ll find out tomorrow if it works...</e>
<<set $day6_class=true>>
[[Leave|CD5]]<<if $day6_p==false>>
<e>I can't leave now.</e>
[[Leave|CD5]]
<<elseif $day6_p==true>>
<e>Finally college is over, now I can explore the city more.</e>
[[Town|TD6]]
<</if>>After leaving the college, Emily finds herself standing in the middle of the small town.
The sun is warm, and a soft breeze rustles the trees lining the streets.
People move around her — students, shopkeepers, kids laughing with ice creams in their hands.
<img src="Images/1.2/town.jpg">
Emily looks around, thinking about what to do next.
[[Park|PD6]]
<<if $day6_forest==false>>\
[[Forest|FD6]]
<<elseif $day6_forest==true and $day6_job==true and $day6_drink==false>>\
[[Home|HD6]]
<<elseif $day6_forest==true and $day6_job==true and $day6_drink==true>>\
[[Home|H2D6]]
<</if>>
[[Shop|Shopd6]]<<if $day6_drink==true and $day6_job==true>>
As she walks up to the counter, something strange stirs in her mind.
Her cheeks grow warm, and she finds herself noticing things she hadn’t really paid attention to before — the way Mr. Harris's sleeves are rolled up, the easy strength in his hands, the slight roughness in his voice.She was thinking about getting fucked by him roughly on the counter
<img src="Images/1.2/11.gif">
<e>What... what's wrong with me?</e>
Emily shakes her head quickly, trying to chase away the sudden, completely inappropriate thoughts.
<h>What happend?</h>
<e>Nothing I should just leave</e>
[[Leave|TD6]]
<<else>>
Emily strolls through the town, her eyes scanning the different shops lining the street.
A small, busy shop with a bright green sign catches her attention — "Harris General Store."
People are going in and out, carrying bags and boxes.
Curious — and hoping to earn some money — Emily pushes open the door and steps inside.
The shop smells like fresh paper, coffee, and old wood. Behind the counter stands a middle-aged man with kind eyes and a tired smile.
<h>Welcome in. Need help with anything?</h>
<e>Hi! Actually... I was wondering if you have any job openings?</e>
The man chuckles softly, wiping his hands on a cloth.
<h>You're in luck. I'm Mr. Harris. Been needing someone young and quick to help with deliveries around town.</h>
Emily’s eyes light up.
<e>Deliveries? Like... taking stuff to people?</e>
<h>Exactly. Just small packages — nothing too heavy. You’ll need to be fast and careful, though. Think you can handle it?</h>
<e>Absolutely! I'd love to!</e>
Mr. Harris grins and pulls out a clipboard from under the counter.
<h>Good spirit. Come back tomorrow morning. We'll get you started with your first deliveries.</h>
Emily nods enthusiastically, feeling a wave of excitement and independence.
<e>Thank you, Mr. Harris! I’ll be here!</e>
She leaves the shop with a skip in her step, her first real job in the new town lined up and ready.
[[Leave|TD6]]
<<set $day6_job=true>>
<</if>><<if $day5_drink==true>>
The trees sway gently in the breeze, casting long shadows across the ground as the sun begins to dip lower.
Her heart pounds with a mix of excitement and nervousness as she retraces her steps to the spot where she had first found pieces of her mother's mysterious diary.
<e>Maybe I missed something last time...</e>
She moves carefully, searching under rocks, brushing away leaves, checking the bark of old trees.
But after nearly an hour of looking, she finds nothing — no new pages, no strange markings, no clues.
Frustrated, she sits down on a fallen log.
<e>Maybe I was just lucky last time...</e>
Her eyes wander to the base of an old oak tree nearby — and then her heart skips a beat.
Sitting there, untouched, is the same small glass vial she had discovered earlier.
The strange glowing liquid inside it shimmers softly under the fading sunlight.
<e>No way... I drank that. I saw it was empty...</e>
Emily walks over and picks up the vial carefully.
It’s completely refilled, as if nothing had ever happened.
She holds it up to the light, watching the liquid swirl hypnotically inside.
<e>What is this stuff? And why does it keep coming back?</e>
Her fingers tighten around the vial as a hundred new questions rush through her mind.
[[Drink it|DD6]]
[[Don't drink it|DDD6]]
<<elseif $day5_drink==false>>
She moves carefully, retracing her steps to the place where she had found parts of her mother’s mysterious diary.
Emily searches the area — checking behind trees, digging a little under rocks — but no new pages or clues appear.
<e>Nothing... just like it was yesterday.</e>
Feeling a little disappointed, she turns to leave — but something shiny catches her eye near the roots of a massive oak tree.
Curious, she steps closer and spots the same small glass vial she had seen yesterday.
The vial is still there, untouched, with the strange glowing liquid inside it.
<e>It's still here... and it hasn't changed at all.</e>
Emily kneels down and picks up the vial gently.
The liquid inside shimmers faintly, giving off a soft, pulsing light.
<e>I didn’t touch it yesterday... and it's like it’s been waiting for me.</e>
She turns the vial slowly in her hand, wondering whether it's dangerous — or important.
For now, she decides to slip it carefully into her backpack.
<e>I’ll figure out what you are.</e>
[[Drink it|DD6]]
[[Don't drink it|DDD6]]
<</if>><<if $day6_drink==true>>
The sun is lower in the sky now, casting everything in a soft golden light.
Children laugh in the distance, and the fountain splashes gently in the center of the park.
As Emily strolls along the path, her eyes are drawn to the open grassy area near the trees.
There, doing an intense workout, is a man — tall, muscular, his skin glistening slightly under the sun.
His black hair is cropped short, and every move he makes seems almost like it's in slow motion to her.She is thinking about gagging on his big black cock.
<img src="Images/1.2/12.gif">
Emily feels her cheeks grow hot instantly.
<e>Whoa... who even looks like that in real life?</e>
She quickly looks away, but her mind refuses to cooperate.
Images flash through her head — ones she would definitely not want to admit out loud.Her mind was thinking about getting fucked in the park by him
<img src="Images/1.2/14.gif">
<e>Okay, no, stop. Stop it, Emily. Focus!</e>
She clenches her fists, trying to shake off the sudden rush of heat flooding through her.
<e>What is wrong with me today?</e>
And then it hits her — the drink.
That strange glowing liquid she swallowed earlier.
<e>It’s gotta be the drink... it's messing with my head!</e>
Feeling both embarrassed and a little panicked, Emily hurries down the path, keeping her eyes firmly locked on the ground in front of her.
[[Leave|TD6]]
<<elseif $day6_drink==false>>
Children laugh in the distance, and the fountain splashes gently in the center of the park.
<e>I can relax here sometime, but not now.</e>
[[Leave|TD6]]
<</if>>
Standing quietly at the edge of the forest, Emily holds the small glowing vial in her hand.
The strange liquid inside shimmers like a tiny piece of a star trapped in glass.
She hesitates for a moment, staring at it.
<e>It’s probably a bad idea... but I have to know.</e>
Taking a deep breath, Emily pulls out the cork and brings the vial to her lips.
The liquid tastes faintly sweet and cold as it slips down her throat.
For a few moments, she just stands there, waiting, heart pounding fast in her chest.
But nothing happens.
No sparks, no visions, no sudden powers — just the quiet sounds of the forest around her.
<e>Huh. Guess that was... nothing?</e>
Feeling slightly embarrassed for expecting something dramatic, Emily tosses her backpack over her shoulder.
<e>Better head back...</e>
With one last glance at the trees, she turns and starts walking toward town, unaware that something deep inside her has quietly started to change.
<<set $day6_drink=true>>
<<set $day6_forest=true>>
[[Leave|TD6]]
<<notify 3.5s>>Intellegence-<</notify>>
<<set $int-=1>>
<<set $corruption+=1>>
<<set $day6_forest=true>>
Standing quietly at the edge of the forest, Emily holds the small glowing vial in her hand.
The strange liquid inside swirls slowly, giving off a soft, pulsing light.
She hesitates, staring at it for a long time.
<e>What if it’s dangerous? I don’t even know what this stuff is...</e>
The idea of drinking it tempts her for a moment — the mystery, the adventure — but a strong wave of caution pulls her back.
She lowers the vial slowly, slipping it carefully back into her backpack.
<e>No. Not yet. I need to know more before I mess with something like this.</e>
With a deep breath, Emily turns away from the old tree and the quiet forest around her.
The wind whistles softly through the trees as she walks back toward the town, the vial tucked safely away — its secrets still waiting to be discovered.
[[Town|TD6]]After spending a cozy evening watching the movie with Jack, Emily heads upstairs to her room.
The soft glow of her bedside lamp fills the space with a warm, comforting light.
She tosses her bag onto the chair and flops down onto the bed with a tired sigh.
<e>What a day...</e>
She stretches, staring at the ceiling, feeling the exhaustion settle into her bones.
But as she reaches for her phone to set an alarm, she notices a familiar name glowing on the screen — David, her boyfriend from the U.S.
A small smile touches her lips.
It’s been a while since they talked properly.
<e>Should I call him... or just sleep?</e>
[[Call David, hear his voice, and catch up after everything that's happened.]]
[[Skip the call for now and just crash into bed — she’s way too tired to talk tonight.]]Emily stares at her phone for a long moment, David’s name glowing softly on the screen.
She feels a pang of guilt — she misses him — but the exhaustion weighing down her body is just too strong tonight.
<e>I'll call him tomorrow... I can barely keep my eyes open.</e>
She sets her phone down on the nightstand and slips under the covers, pulling the blanket up to her chin.
The bed feels extra soft after the long, chaotic day.
Within seconds, her eyes flutter closed, and the world fades away into a deep, peaceful sleep.
The last thought drifting through her mind is a quiet whisper:
<e>Tomorrow... I'll make time tomorrow.</e>
[[Sleep|Day 7]]Emily smiles softly and taps the screen to start a video call with David.
It only takes a few seconds before his familiar face appears, lighting up her screen.
<d>Hey, Daisy! I was hoping you'd call.</d>
Hearing his voice instantly makes Emily feel lighter, like a weight she didn't realize she was carrying just slipped away.
They talk and laugh about random things — the crazy weather back home, the latest gossip at their old college, and David's struggle with boring lectures.
<img src="Images/1.2/3.jpg">
<d>It's not the same without you here, you know. Feels kinda empty.</d>
<e>I miss you too, David...</e>
He tells her how the new semester is going — the teachers, the classmates, even the dumb cafeteria food drama.
Emily listens, smiling softly, feeling connected despite the miles between them.
But the day’s exhaustion catches up with her.
As David keeps talking, his voice growing softer and slower, Emily’s eyelids droop heavier and heavier.
<d>...And then, Mr. Reynolds totally flipped when—</d>
David stops mid-sentence, chuckling quietly.
On the screen, Emily has completely drifted off, her head resting sideways on her pillow, soft breaths escaping her.
<d>Guess someone had a long day...</d>
He smiles warmly through the camera, whispering:
<d>Goodnight, Daisy. Sweet dreams.</d>
Then, he gently ends the call, leaving Emily peacefully asleep, her phone still resting beside her.
[[Sleep|Day 7]]
<<notify 3.5s>>Relation with David+<</notify>>
<<set $david_relation+=1>>The soft glow of the early morning sun spills through the curtains, casting warm stripes of light across the room.
Emily stirs under the covers, slowly waking from a deep sleep.
<img src="Images/1.2/sleep2.jpg">
For a few moments, she stays curled up, savoring the cozy comfort of her bed.
But eventually, the steady chirping of birds outside and the brightening room nudge her awake.
With a slow yawn, Emily sits up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
The events of yesterday — the strange forest, the glowing liquid, the confusing feelings — flicker faintly in her memory.
<e>Time to face another day...</e>
She stretches her arms above her head, feeling her muscles loosen, and swings her legs off the bed, ready to start whatever the new day might throw at her.
[[Hall|HD7]]
After a long, confusing day filled with strange, uncontrollable thoughts, Daisy finally makes it back home.
She doesn't even stop in the living room or the kitchen — she heads straight for her bedroom, her mind swirling with leftover embarrassment.
<img src="Images/1.2/13.gif">
<e>What is even happening to me...</e>
She kicks off her shoes, drops her bag onto the floor, and flops face-first onto the bed.
The softness of the mattress wraps around her like a warm hug, but even then, flashes of those lewd thoughts from earlier flicker behind her closed eyes.
<e>Ughhh, I seriously need to sleep this off.</e>
Feeling overwhelmed and drained, Daisy pulls the blanket over her head and lets herself sink deeper into the bed.
Within moments, exhaustion wins, and she drifts into a heavy, dreamless sleep, leaving all the strange feelings behind... for now.
[[Sleep|Day 7]]Daisy stood quietly in the hallway, the soft hum of the house around her. From here, the place opened up in many directions—each one inviting in its own way. The polished floor beneath her feet, the faint scent of flowers in the air… everything felt still, as if waiting.
[[Living room|LD7]]
[[Bathroom|BD7]]
[[Kitchen|KD7]]
[[Outside|CLD7]]
<<if $day7_gwen==true>>\
[[Your room]]
<</if>>\
<<if $day7_shower==false>>
She entered the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
Turning on the water, she quickly undressed, her pants brushing painfully over her sore skin.
She stepped into the warm stream of the shower, letting the water wash over her
<img src="Images/1.2/shower3.gif">
<e>I am still thinking about that girl</e> she muttered softly, tilting her head back under the flow.
The heat of the water helped ease the sting a little, relaxing her tense muscles.
After a long shower, she wrapped herself in a towel, feeling a little more like herself again.
<<set $day7_shower==true>>
[[Leave|HD7]]
<<else>>
<e>Don't need to take shower again.</e>
[[Leave|HD7]]
<</if>>
<<if $day7_living==false>>
Emily entered the living room, tossing her bag onto the couch.
She smiled to herself, thinking she had some time before she needed to leave for college.
She grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, expecting some morning news or a sitcom —
but instead, the screen flashed with a loud and very clear porn movie.
<img src="Images/1.2/19.gif">
<e>W-What the hell?!</e> Emily jumped back, eyes wide. <e>Who... who was watching this?!</e>
Before she could even think about changing the channel, footsteps echoed from the hallway.
Albert walked in, holding a mug of coffee. He froze when he saw what was on the TV.
<uncle>Emily... what are you doing?</uncle> he said, his voice low and disappointed.
<e>No, no! I-I didn't put this on!</e> Emily panicked, fumbling with the remote. <e>I just turned it on, and it was already playing!</e>
Albert shook his head slowly, looking more disappointed than angry.
<uncle>Just... be more careful, okay?</uncle> he said quietly before turning and leaving the room.
Emily stood there, still frozen, feeling like she had just dug herself into a deep, awkward hole.
<<set $day7_living=true>>
[[Leave|HD7]]
<<else>>
<e>I can't get caught to that shit again.</e>
[[Leave|HD7]]
<</if>><<if $day7_living==true and $day7_kitchen==false>>
Emily, feeling awful, made her way to the kitchen.
Arthur was standing by the counter, sipping his coffee and scrolling through his phone.
<e>Arthur... listen, please, it wasn't me...</e> she started, her voice small.
Arthur set his mug down, looking at her coldly.
<uncle>Back when I was young, girls pulling stunts like that used to get a good spanking,</uncle> he said sternly.
<uncle>Maybe that's what you need too.</uncle>
Emily’s heart skipped a beat. She opened her mouth to argue but realized from his expression that there was no point.
She had no choice. If she wanted to fix things... she'd have to accept it.
<e>...Okay,</e> she said quietly, lowering her eyes.
Arthur crossed his arms, waiting for her to move.
[[Spank|SPD7]]
<<elseif $day7_kitchen==false and $day7_living==false>>\
<img src="Images/1.2/15.jpg">
<uncle>Emily you can come a little later as I am still preparing breakfast.</uncle>
<e>Ok uncle.</e>
<uncle>You should call me by name, Arthur.</uncle>
<e>Ok if you say so,Arthur.</e>
[[Leave|HD7]]
<<elseif $day7_kitchen==true>>\
<e>I don't need to have breakfast after evertyhing that happened.</e>
[[Leave|HD7]]
<</if>>\As soon as she reaches the classroom, she spots that girl — the same one who had the mysterious book before.
Without hesitation, Emily makes her way over and sits down beside her, pretending to casually organize her stuff.
<e>Hey... morning!</e>
She flashes a friendly smile, trying to start a conversation.
But the girl doesn't respond.
She simply keeps her eyes on the teacher, completely ignoring Emily.
For a moment, Emily feels a wave of disappointment.
But just as she’s about to give up, she notices the girl’s hand quickly moving across Emily’s notebook.
When Emily looks down, her breath catches.
In small, rushed handwriting, the girl had scribbled
''Meet me in the washroom''
No signature. No explanation.
Just those six words.
Before Emily can react, the girl pulls her hand back and continues staring straight ahead like nothing happened.
Emily clutches her notebook tightly, her mind racing with questions.
[[Next|ND7]]After the last class ends, Emily wastes no time.
She walks briskly down the hallway, ignoring the other students, until she reaches the washroom door.
Pushing it open, she steps inside.
The room is cool and silent, the soft hum of fluorescent lights buzzing above her head.
Her eyes quickly scan the room — and she notices there are three closed stalls.
Each one looks exactly the same from the outside: plain, a little worn, but nothing unusual.
Emily stands still for a moment, clutching her notebook.
<e>Which one is she in?</e>
<e>Should I just pick...?</e>
[[First Stall]]
[[Second Stall]]
[[Third Stall]]Emily hesitates for a second, then steps up to the first stall — the one closest to the door.
Her heart pounds as she slowly reaches out and pushes it open.
But the moment the door swings inward, her eyes go wide in shock.
Inside, a couple — a guy and a girl — are tangled together, completely lost in each other, clearly doing things they definitely shouldn't be doing at school.
<img src="Images/1.2/20.gif">
Emily freezes, her mouth dropping open.
The couple, caught off guard, gasp and scramble to cover themselves.
<e>Oh my god—I'm so sorry!</e>
Flushed deep red, Emily slams the door shut and backs away quickly, nearly tripping over herself.
She can't get out of there fast enough.
<e>What the hell was that?!</e>
Her face burning with embarrassment, Emily glances at the other two stalls.
[[Return|ND7]]Heart racing, Emily walks up to the second stall, her last chance.
She hesitates only a second before gently pushing the door open.
Inside, sitting quietly on the closed toilet seat, is the mysterious girl from class.
She looks up immediately, her expression tense but determined.
<g>You're finally here.</g>
Emily steps inside, pulling the door shut behind her.
The two girls squeeze into the cramped space, both glancing nervously at the door in case someone else comes in.
<e>What is going on? What do you know?</e>
The girl lowers her voice to a whisper, eyes flickering with caution.
<g>I know you're looking for something. Something connected to... them.</g>
<g>It's dangerous. If you're involved now, you have to be careful.</g>
Emily frowns, feeling a thousand questions bubbling up inside her.
She quickly pulls out her phone and opens the image — the photo she had taken earlier of that strange mysterious language.
She tilts the screen toward the girl.
<e>Do you know anything about this?</e>
The girl’s eyes widen immediately.
She reaches out, almost snatching the phone from Emily's hand, staring at the picture with trembling fingers.
<g>Where did you get this?</g>
<g>Where is this place?!</g>
Her voice rises slightly with panic, making Emily snatch the phone back instinctively.
Emily leans closer, narrowing her eyes.
<e>First, you tell me.</e>
<e>What does this mean?</e>
The washroom feels even smaller now, the tension crackling in the air between them.
[[Next|N2D7]]Still blushing furiously from what she saw in the first stall, Emily hesitates for a moment.
She glances at the second stall... but then decides to try the third stall — the one furthest from the door.
<e>Maybe she's hiding there...</e>
Taking a deep breath, Emily cautiously pushes open the door to the third stall.
But once again, she’s hit with a scene she definitely wasn’t prepared for.
Inside, a girl is standing against the wall, eyes closed, clearly lost in her own private moment —
and what’s even crazier is that there's a glory hole cut into the stall wall.
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Emily’s jaw drops.
Her mind scrambles to process what she's seeing.
<e>They... they have a glory hole in this college?!</e>
The girl, too distracted, doesn’t even notice Emily standing there.
Mortified, Emily quickly yanks the door shut and stumbles back, heart hammering wildly.
<e>This place is insane... I seriously need to find that girl and get out of here.</e>
[[Return|ND7]]Emily tightens her grip on her phone, refusing to answer right away.
She stares back at the girl, heart pounding, not ready to give up her secrets so easily.
But before she can react — the girl moves.
Fast.
In a swift motion, the girl grabs Emily by the wrist and spins her around, pressing her face lightly but firmly toward the cold porcelain of the toilet.
Not hurting her — but enough to show she’s not playing games.
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<g>I'm not asking nicely anymore.</g>
Her voice is low, controlled, and terrifyingly calm right beside Emily's ear.
<g>Tell me where you found this. Now.</g>
Emily freezes, shock racing through her body.
She realizes instantly — this girl isn't just smart.
She’s dangerous.
Strong, sharp, and not someone to be underestimated.
Emily grits her teeth, feeling a mix of fear and admiration burning inside her.
<e>Okay... okay! Just let me up!</e>
The girl lets go, stepping back and crossing her arms, waiting.
Her sharp eyes never leave Emily’s face, cool and unblinking.
<g>Start talking.</g>
[[Tell her|END]]
[[Don't tell her|END]]Emily wipes her face quickly, still rattled from Gwen’s sudden show of strength.
She exhales, knowing she has no choice but to answer if she wants to get anywhere.
<e>Fine. I found it in the forest.</e>
She looks up, meeting Gwen’s sharp, unreadable gaze.
<e>There’s an old tree deep in the woods. That’s where I took the picture.</e>
For a second, Gwen just stares at her, processing.
Then, instead of reacting like Emily expects—asking more about the forest, the book, or the symbols—Gwen tilts her head slightly and asks,
<g>Are you a virgin?</g>
Emily blinks.
<e>W-What?</e>
Of all the questions she was expecting, that was not one of them.
<e>What the hell does that have to do with anything?</e>
Gwen smirks slightly, as if she finds Emily’s shock amusing.
But her eyes stay sharp, serious, as if she’s testing something.
<g>Just answer the question.</g>
Emily hesitates, her mind spinning.
[[Virgin]]
[[Not virgin]]Emily shifts uncomfortably under Gwen’s intense stare.
For a moment, she considers lying... but something about Gwen makes her feel like that would be a mistake.
So, with a stiff nod, she answers honestly:
<e>Yeah... I'm a virgin.</e>
Gwen’s expression barely changes — if anything, she seems almost amused.
But instead of moving on, she steps a little closer, lowering her voice even more.
<g>How many blowjobs have you given?</g>
Emily’s eyes widen, her face heating up instantly.
<e>W-What??</e>
She stares at Gwen in complete confusion, her mind scrambling.
First the question about being a virgin... and now this?
<e>What does that have to do with anything?!</e>
<e>Why are you even asking me that?!</e>
Gwen just watches her, calm and collected, like she’s studying every little reaction Emily gives.
<g>Answer the question.</g>
There’s no anger in her voice — just cool authority.
Like she’s in total control of everything happening.
Emily feels completely thrown off, unsure whether this is some weird intimidation tactic or if there’s actually some hidden reason behind these crazy questions.
She swallows hard, heart pounding.
[[4(She gave blowjob in gloryhole]]
[[3(She didn't gave blowjob in gloryhole]]Emily hesitates, her mind spinning with confusion and embarrassment.
But somehow, under Gwen’s intense gaze, the truth just slips out before she can even stop herself.
<e>Four...</e>
The moment the word leaves her lips, Emily feels her face flush red with shame and frustration.
Why was she even answering these questions?
Gwen’s eyes narrow slightly, but she gives the smallest hint of a smirk — like she’s satisfied with the answer.
She leans in closer, her voice low and commanding.
<g>Come to my place this evening.</g>
Emily blinks, startled.
<e>What? Why?</e>
But Gwen is already pulling a scrap of paper from her pocket.
She scribbles an address onto it quickly, her handwriting sharp and messy.
She presses the note into Emily’s hand without waiting for any more questions.
<g>Seven o'clock. Don’t be late.</g>
And just like that, Gwen turns and walks out of the bathroom, leaving Emily standing there — alone, confused, and clutching the crumpled piece of paper like it’s a bomb.
<e>What the hell just happened?</e>
Emily stares down at the address, feeling a mix of fear, excitement... and something she couldn’t quite explain.
Whatever this was —
it was only just beginning.
[[Leave|TD7]]She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. The bell chimed melodically, and soon, the door swung open. Gwen stood there, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, eyes sparkling with a mischievous gleam.
<g>Emily,</g> Gwen purred, stepping aside to let her in. <g>Good to see you here.</g>
Emily hesitated, then stepped inside. The foyer was filled with an intoxicating scent of jasmine. Gwen led her to the living room, where a plush sofa awaited.
<g>Sit,</g> Gwen commanded, her voice laced with authority. Emily obeyed, her mind racing with uncertainty.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed from the hallway. Two men emerged, both completely naked. Emily gasped, her eyes widening at the sight of their impressive bodies.
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<g>I have a little task for you, Emily,</g> Gwen said, her voice dripping with dominance. <g>I want you to give blowjob to my friends here.</g>
<e>What! But why?</e>
<g>Emily do what I says and you will be closer to the treasure, believe me</g>
<e>Ok.</e>
Emily swallowed hard, her eyes flicking between Gwen and the men. Gwen smiled, her lips curving into a sinister smirk.
<g>Don't be shy, Emily,</g> Gwen coaxed. <g>They're here for your pleasure as much as yours for theirs.</g>
Emily hesitated, then opened her mouth, taking the tip of his cock inside. She swirled her tongue around the head, feeling him grow harder in her mouth. She looked up at him, seeing the pleasure on his face. She took more of him in, her head bobbing up and down.
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Emily moved to the second man, repeating the process. She could feel the saliva dripping from her mouth, coating their shafts. The room filled with the sound of their moans and her slurping.
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[[Next|N3D7]]After leaving the college, Emily finds herself standing in the middle of the small town.
The sun is warm, and a soft breeze rustles the trees lining the streets.
People move around her — students, shopkeepers, kids laughing with ice creams in their hands.
Emily looks around, thinking about what to do next.
[[Shop|SD7]]
[[Park|PD7]]
[[Gwen House|GD7]]
[[Home|HD7]]Emily arrived at the small local shop where she had been hired. The bell above the door jingled softly as she stepped inside.
<e>Emily:</e> "Hello!"
A man behind the counter turned and smiled. He was in his mid-40s, wearing a brown apron and a slightly dusty cap.
<h>Mr. Harris:</h> "Ah, Emily! Right on time. Welcome to your first day."
He pulled out a small notepad and began scribbling something on it.
<h>Mr. Harris:</h> "Alright, here are your first three deliveries. Make sure you take care of them — these folks are regulars."
He handed Emily a folded slip with addresses and items:
To: Clara Whitmore – Deliver Lavender-scented candle at 21 Rosewood Lane
To: Jonah Reeves – Deliver Antique compass at 5 Willow Creek Drive
To: Elsie Monroe – Deliver Bag of herbal tea at 12 Maple Grove Street
Emily glanced over the list and nodded.
<e>Emily:</e> "Got it. I won’t let you down."
<h>Mr. Harris:</h> "That’s the spirit! Now grab the delivery bag and get going. And Emily… don’t lose the compass. It’s older than me."
Emily picked up the small leather delivery satchel from the counter, slid the items inside carefully, and tightened the strap across her shoulder.
<e>Emily:</e> "Alright... let’s do this."
She pushed open the door, stepping out into the sunlit street, ready for her first round of deliveries.
[[21 Rosewood Lane]]
[[5 Willow Creek Drive]]
[[12 Maple Grove Steet]] <<if $day7_shop==false>>
<e>She told me to come in evening.</e>
<<else>>
Emily smiled nervously as she stood before Gwen's door, the evening sun casting long shadows on the quiet street. She had been curious about Gwen's invitation and the mysterious note that had led her here.
Gwen had simply said, <g>Come in the evening. I have a surprise for you.<g> Emily's heart pounded with anticipation as she rang the bell.
The door opened to reveal Gwen, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glow. <g>Emily, welcome,</g> she said, stepping aside to let her in. <g>Come, sit down. I have someone I want you to meet.</g>
Emily walked into the luxurious living room, her eyes scanning the elegant decor. Gwen gestured to a plush sofa, and Emily sat down, her gaze fixed on Gwen's confident smile.
<g>Relax, Emily,</g> Gwen said, her voice soft and reassuring. <g>I promise you're going to enjoy this.</g>
Suddenly, a door opened, and a young man stepped into the room. He was completely naked, his body toned and muscular. Emily's eyes widened in surprise, and she felt a blush creep up her cheeks.
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<e>Who is he?<e> she whispered, her voice barely audible.
<g>His name is Jake,<g> Gwen replied, a smirk playing on her lips. <g>And he's all yours tonight.<g>
Emily's eyes darted between Gwen and Jake, confusion and excitement warring within her. Gwen leaned forward, her voice low and seductive. <g>Emily, I want you to give him a blowjob. Show me what you can do.</g>
<e>What! But why?</e>
<g>Emily do what I says and you will be closer to the treasure, believe me</g>
<e>Ok.</e>
<<linkreplace "Touch">>
Emily took a deep breath and stood up, her eyes locked onto Jake's growing erection. She could feel Gwen's gaze on her, and it gave her a strange sense of empowerment. She knelt before Jake, her hand reaching out to touch his cock. It was warm and hard, and she felt a surge of desire as she wrapped her fingers around it.
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Emily hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth and taking the head of his cock inside. She swirled her tongue around it, feeling the texture of the skin against her mouth. Jake let out a low moan, his hand reaching down to tangle in her hair.
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<g>Deeper, Emily Gwen instructed. <g>Take more of him into your mouth.</g>
Emily felt a rush of determination and slid her mouth further down, taking more of his cock into her mouth. She could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, and she fought the urge to gag. She pulled back, her lips making a popping sound as she broke the seal.
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Emily felt Jake's body tense, and she knew he was close. She redoubled her efforts, her mouth moving as fast as she could. Suddenly, Jake let out a low groan, and she felt his cock pulsing in her mouth. Hot liquid filled her mouth, and she swallowed quickly.
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<g>You did a great job Emily, you can leave now I will tell you further details in college.</g>
[[Leave|TD7]]
<</if>>Emily followed the directions and arrived at a cozy, ivy-covered house.
The front garden smelled sweet, full of blooming flowers swaying gently in the breeze.
She rang the doorbell.
After a few moments, a middle-aged woman with silver-streaked hair and bright green eyes opened the door.
<c>Clara Whitmore:</c> "Oh, you must be from Mr. Harris' shop!"
<e>Emily:</e> "Yes! Here's your lavender-scented candle."
She carefully pulled the wrapped candle from her bag and handed it over.
Clara took it with a warm smile.
<c>Clara Whitmore:</c> "Thank you, dear. You saved me the walk — my knees aren't what they used to be."
<e>Emily:</e> "No problem at all! Have a great day."
Clara gave her a little wave before gently closing the door.
Emily turned back toward the street, feeling good about completing her first delivery.Emily walked a few blocks until she reached Willow Creek Drive — a quiet street lined with tall oak trees.
House number 5 looked modern, with a polished black door and a small stone walkway.
She rang the doorbell.
After a moment, a tall man in workout clothes opened the door.
His hair was messy like he had just finished running, and he wiped sweat from his forehead with a towel.
<j>Jonah Reeves:</j> "Hey there. Delivery?"
<e>Emily:</e> "Yes! Here's your antique compass from Mr. Harris' shop."
Jonah's eyes lit up with excitement as he reached for the item.
<j>Jonah Reeves:</j> "Awesome! Been waiting for this. Planning a little hiking trip."
He gave her a friendly grin.
<e>Emily:</e> "Hope it helps you find your way!"
They both laughed lightly.
<j>Jonah Reeves:</j> "Thanks, Emily. Stay safe out there."
Emily nodded and left, feeling a little energized by the quick, easy hand-off.Emily walked briskly to Maple Grove Street, her delivery bag still carrying the final item — the bag of herbal tea.
She stopped in front of a cheerful-looking house with colorful curtains and the sound of music drifting from inside.
Emily pressed the doorbell.
Moments later, the door swung open — and Emily's eyes widened in shock.
Standing there was a young woman, completely naked, smiling casually like it was nothing.
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Behind her, Emily could hear laughter and chatter — clearly, there was a party going on.
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<e>Emily (thinking):</e> "Uhh... What...?"
The woman laughed and quickly covered herself with her hands when she noticed Emily’s stunned face.
<l>Elsie Monroe:</l> "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! We were just playing some crazy party games. Totally forgot someone might actually come to the door."
From inside, a chorus of giggling girls echoed through the hallway.
<l>Elsie Monroe:</l> "You're from Mr. Harris, right? The tea?"
Emily, still trying not to stare, nodded quickly and fumbled through her bag.
<e>Emily:</e> "Y-yeah! Here's your herbal tea."
Elsie grabbed it, still laughing.
<l>Elsie Monroe:</l> "Thanks, babe. And sorry again! You just became part of our crazy party memories now."
Blushing, Emily gave a polite nod, quickly turned around, and headed back down the walkway.
As Emily turned to leave, Elsie called after her.
<l>Elsie Monroe:</l> "Hey! You should totally come join us! It’s just a few girls having fun. You look like you could use a break."
Emily paused at the bottom of the steps, still a bit red-faced from earlier.
Behind Elsie, the girls inside were cheering and laughing, music was playing louder, and someone waved at Emily encouragingly.
[[Join the party]]
[[Politely refuse and leave]]<sarah>What your name?</sarah>
<e>Emily.</e>
<sarah>Emily there are some rules of the party, as you can see weveryone of us are nude and you should do the same.</e>
Emily's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could respond, Lisa took her hand and led her to a nearby couch. <sarah>Here, let me help you with that</sarah>she said, reaching for the buttons on Emily's shirt.
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Once she was naked, the girls applauded and cheered, and Lisa handed her a glass of champagne. <sarah>Welcome to the party, Emily.</sarah>she said, clinking glasses with her.
Just then, the doorbell rang again, and one of the other girls went to answer it. A moment later, she returned with a tall, muscular guy dressed in a suit.
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"Ladies, this is John," the girl said. "He's our male escort for the evening."
The other girls gathered around him, their hands exploring Jake's body as well.
<sarah>Should we start fucking him ladies?</sarah>
Emily went to a corner and sat on the sofa as other gilrs start to have make out with John
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[[Leave|S2D7]]Emily smiled politely and shook her head.
<e>Emily:</e> "Thanks, but I better get back. It's my first day — don’t want to get in trouble."
<l>Elsie Monroe:</l> "Aww, boring! But I get it. See you around!"
With one last wave, Emily turned and made her way back toward town, feeling a little proud of herself for staying focused.
The sun was beginning to set by the time she pushed open the shop door.
The familiar jingle rang again as she stepped inside.
Mr. Harris looked up from the counter, adjusting his glasses.
<h>Mr. Harris:</h> "There she is! Right on time."
Emily handed him the now-empty delivery bag.
<e>Emily:</e> "All deliveries done."
Mr. Harris gave a satisfied nod.
<h>Mr. Harris:</h> "Good work, Emily. You handled it well. You can head home now. Come back tomorrow — I might have more for you."
<e>Emily:</e> "Thank you, Mr. Harris. See you tomorrow!"
[[Leave|TD7]]Emily returned to the shop, her heart pounding a little faster than usual. She pushed open the door, stepping inside.
<h>You're late, Emily.</h> His voice was sharp and unmistakably angry.
<e>I'm really sorry... I got caught up with the last delivery.</e>
<h>Excuses don't work here. This is your warning — don't let this happen again. Next time, there will be consequences.</h>
<e>It won't happen again, I promise.</e> She lowered her head, feeling a little guilty but also still buzzing from the excitement of the party she had sneaked into.
<h>Go on, you're done for the day. Come back tomorrow, and be on time.</h>
Emily quickly nodded and stepped out of the shop, relieved that at least she wasn't fired.
[[Town|TD7]]Emily's cheeks burned with shame.
Slowly, her fingers trembled as she reached down and slid off her pants, standing in just her panties.
She turned around and bent slightly forward, her heart racing.
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Arthur came closer, his footsteps heavy on the kitchen floor.
Without saying much, he raised his hand and brought it down firmly against her backside.
The smack echoed through the kitchen.
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<e>Ahh!</e> Emily gasped, biting her lip.
Another sharp smack followed, and another—each one making her skin sting more.
Her panties did little to shield her, and she could already feel the heat building across her ass.
Arthur stayed quiet, focused, making sure each punishment left its mark.
After a few more firm spanks, her soft skin turned visibly red, glowing under the kitchen lights.
<img src="Images/1.2/18.gif">
Finally, he stepped back.
<uncle>That'll teach you,</uncle> he said in a rough voice.
<uncle>Now pull your pants up and behave yourself, girl.</uncle>
Emily hurried to pull up her pants, her eyes stinging with humiliation but knowing she had to endure it.
She whispered under her breath, promising herself she'd be more careful next time.
[[Leave|HD7]]
<<set $day7_kitchen=true>>
<<notify 3.5s>>Corruption+<</notify>>
<<set $corruption+=1>>Emily increased her pace, her mouth working furiously on the two cocks. She could feel them growing even harder, their breathing becoming more ragged. She looked up at them, her eyes filled with determination.
<g>That's enough,</g>Gwen said, her voice firm. <g>They're ready.</g>
Emily moved back, her knees shaking slightly. The men groaned, their hands reaching out to stroke their cocks. They came almost simultaneously, their hot cum splattering across Emily's face and chest. She let out a soft moan, feeling the warmth of their release.
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<g>Clean them up,</g> Gwen ordered.
Emily obediently leaned forward, her tongue lapping up the remaining cum from their shafts. She looked up at them, her eyes filled with a mix of submission and pride.
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<g>Good girl,</g> Gwen praised. <g>Now, We'll meet again tomorrow in college.</g>
Emily nodded, standing up. She walked away, leaving the men and Gwen alone in the room.
[[Leave|TD7]]Emily lay on her bed, the soft hum of her phone filling the quiet room as she scrolled through her messages. Just as her eyes began to glaze over, a notification popped up — a message from Sarah, an old classmate from her previous college.
Curious, Emily opened it.
<sarah>Hey… I didn’t know how to tell you this, but you should probably see it for yourself.</sarah>
Attached was a photo.
Emily tapped it open. Her heart dropped.
It was David — her boyfriend — unmistakably close with another girl. Not just close… intimate. The image wasn’t graphic, but it was damning enough. The look on his face, the closeness, the intimacy. There was no denying it.
<e>What…?</e> she whispered, her chest tightening.
She sat up straight, phone trembling slightly in her hand. A wave of emotions crashed over her — disbelief, betrayal, confusion. She stared at the screen, hoping it was a mistake. Hoping it was old. Hoping it was fake. But deep down, she knew.
Emily locked her phone and tossed it on the bed, pressing her hands to her face.
[[Living room|L2D7]]Emily slowly walked into the living room, her heart heavy. Jack noticed immediately and set the remote down.
<j>Hey, you look upset. What's wrong?</j>
Emily sat beside him, barely holding back her emotions.
<e>I just found out... David cheated on me. Someone sent me a picture. It's real. I don't even know what to feel...</e>
Jack looked at her quietly for a second, then leaned forward, a small encouraging smile on his face.
<j>Listen, he clearly didn’t deserve you. But you know what we should do? Make a dating profile for you. Seriously. Let’s put you back out there and find someone way better.</j>
Emily blinked, a little stunned, but the idea actually made her smile slightly.
<e>Are you serious?</e>
<j>Dead serious. We'll call it HeartSpark. Let’s pick your best photos and show the world how amazing you are.</j>
Jack grabbed his phone and opened the real HeartSpark app. Emily scrolled through her gallery, and together they picked three cute photos:
One where she was laughing under the sun at the beach,
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One with her cozy in a café, holding a cup of coffee,
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And one dressed up a little more, from a family wedding, looking stunning.
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They uploaded the photos and filled out a quick bio:
"New in Portugal. Loves adventure, coffee, books, and maybe meeting someone worth smiling about."
After setting it up, Jack handed her the phone.
<j>Now, the best part — let’s swipe!</j>
They sat close together, giggling as they swiped through profiles. Some guys had silly pictures, others tried too hard. A few were cute, and Jack would nudge her teasingly.
<j>Look at this guy — holding a fish. Total catch, right?</j> he joked, making Emily laugh genuinely.
With each laugh, the heavy sadness in her chest eased just a little bit more.
And somewhere deep inside, Emily felt a tiny shift — a little flutter whenever Jack smiled at her.
For the first time today, she thought, Maybe I’ll be okay.
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