Worker Bee Chapter 1 Public Version

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Content Warning: This game contains explicit adult content, including but not limited to sexual themes, strong language, and graphic imagery. It is intended for mature audiences only. Age Restriction: By playing this game, you confirm that you are at least 18 years of age or the legal age of majority in your jurisdiction, whichever is older. If you are not of legal age, you must exit the game immediately. Viewer discretion advised: The content in this game is not suitable for minors or those who may find adult themes offensive or disturbing. Viewer discretion is advised. Consent and Respect: The scenarios depicted in this game are entirely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. They do not represent real-life events or endorse any form of non-consensual activity. Always practice consent and respect in real-life interactions. [[Continue|intro_2_suscription_message]]

<<addimage 'worker_bee.png'>><</addimage>> Worker Bee

character page

<<link "Support Us" "Credits">><</link>> <<link "Story Progress" "Story_progress">><</link>> <<link "Back">><<if tags().includes("game-info")>><<goto $return>><<else>><<run Engine.backward()>><</if>><</link>>

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<<set $chapter to "Prologue">>

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Codex

ORANGE: Game info - character page, codex, credits. Populate these with what you like. GREEN: UI & game set-up elements. These can be edited to suit your needs. RED: Code. Everything in these passages should be labelled; things might break if you mess with them.

Chapter 1

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It was the middle of the day, and you were sleeping peacefully at your desk. But it wasn't long before you were woken up by a sweet voice. <<dialog 'alexa'>><<character 'mc'>>? <<character 'mc'>>? Can you help me with something?<</dialog>> You looked up to see <<character 'alexa'>>, the newest junior developer at the company, standing next to your desk with a smile on her face. <<addimage 'chapter_1/alexa_01.jpg' '40%'>><</addimage>> A month ago, you would have been fooled by that smile. In fact, you were at first—thinking she was into you. But now, you knew exactly what it meant: she needed your help. It's been over a month since she joined, and not a single day has passed when she didn't ask for it. To be fair, she is fairly new and most of her work consisted of maintaining legacy code. But, that was by design. <<dialog 'mc'>>What is it, <<character 'alexa'>>?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Well, I can't get this code to work. Could you please take a look?<</dialog>> [[What do I get in return?|intro_mc_asked_something_in_return_for_helping_alexa]]

<<set $storyflags["intro_mc_saved_alexa_from_keisha"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>>That's on me. I needed her assistance with a subroutine I'm working on.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Really? You need help from her? Don't make me laugh.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Hey, I'm not perfect.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>> Smiles I disagree.<</dialog>> She was about to get her flirt on but she realised that <<character 'alexa'>> was there with you. <<dialog 'keisha'>> I mean you are one of the most efficient and capable developers I've ever had under me. Anyway, I expect you to debrief me at the end of the day. Got it?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>You got it.<</dialog>> [[continue|intro_3]]

<<set $storyflags["intro_mc_saved_alexa_from_keisha"] = false>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Well, there’s a bug in my code. I was asking for <<character 'mc'>>'s help.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Ugh! How many times has it been, <<character 'alexa'>>? It's like you're making him do all your work too.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>It's not a big deal, <<character 'keisha'>>.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>><<character 'alexa'>> is expected to perform her own tasks. Failure to do so is quite a big deal, I'd say. Help her this time... and I expect you to debrief me at the end of the day. Okay, <<character 'mc'>>?<</dialog>> [[Continue|intro_3]]

Just like that, <<character 'keisha'>> left. <<dialog 'alexa'>>See what I mean?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>What?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>The fact that she wants you to "debrief" her in her office at the end of the day. Dude, I'm telling you, she's begging for it.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Um... maybe a little less gossiping and a little more focus on the job would do wonders for you, you know.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>And you're wrong about why she's nice to me.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>What? Why?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You see, there's a promotion up for grabs for the team leaders. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>You're talking about the Assistant Manager position, right? I remember hearing people talk about it.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> The three team leaders, <<character 'dani'>>, <<character 'keisha'>>, and <<character 'nicole'>>, were the frontrunners for the role. <<character 'nicole'>> is the most experienced, which made her the obvious choice. That left the other two in a close contest for second place. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>That's when yours truly showed up. The recent boost in our team's productivity made <<character 'keisha'>> stand out, putting her on equal footing with <<character 'nicole'>>.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>I see. I kind of feel bad for <<character 'dani'>>. Of the three team leaders, she's the only one who's nice to me.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Anyway, I'll help you out this time. But I want you to let me take you out on a date.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Come on, I already told you the last five times you asked me out, I have a boyfriend.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>And like I said the last five times, I don’t care about your boyfriend. I just want to take you out on a date. So, what do you say?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Fine. I agree. Now please come take a look before she comes back around.<</dialog>> [[Take a look at her code|intro_4]]

<<addimage 'chapter_1/code_sample.png'>><</addimage>> You went over to her desk and checked her code. It turned out the bug was a pointer variable that hadn't been initialized properly. <<dialog 'mc'>>It's working fine now.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Thanks, <<character 'mc'>>. I'm really grateful.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>In that case, wear something sexy to our date.<</dialog>> To that, <<character 'alexa'>> didn’t reply, but it was clear from her smile that she was conflicted about it. <<dialog 'alexa'>>On that note, can I ask you something before you go?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Sure.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Was it you who suggested that the boss relax the dress policy and change to a hybrid work structure?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Yeah. I figured that if she expected me to work in a company full of female employees, the least she could do was throw me a bone so I wouldn’t get bored seeing everyone in business formals every day. As for the work policy, I asked her to switch to a fully remote setup. She was against the idea, but we reached a compromise. Why? Is something wrong?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>No. It's just that you kind of saved me from having to spend all my savings on formal clothes. So I just wanted to thank you.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Don't worry about it.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Wait, how did you get the boss to agree to all that? Actually, how did you even get hired here? I mean, it's not officially advertised, but it's pretty clear this whole organization is basically female only.<</dialog>> You weren’t expecting that question and were caught in a momentary pause. <<dialog 'mc'>>Sigh It's a long story. But it comes down to some questionable decisions on my end that landed me in deep trouble, and my parents bribing, sorry, 'investing' a lot of money into the company to get rid of me from the public view.<</dialog>> Although you were expecting tougher questions... she only asked: <<dialog 'alexa'>>So you're rich? Like super rich?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Not since my stepmom canceled all my credit cards. But I’ve got some investments here and there. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>I see.<</dialog>> Before she could ask more questions, you said goodbye and went back to your desk and finished your tasks for the day. [[Continue|into_5]]

Though the official workday ended by 3:30 PM, it was normal for employees to stay late until 4 or 4:30. It was currently 4:45 PM. Aside from you and <<character 'keisha'>>, <<character 'alexa'>> was the last to leave. Before leaving, she stopped by your desk to thank you once more. <<addimage 'chapter_1/alexa_02.jpg' '40%'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Hey, <<character 'mc'>>. I figured you'd have left by now.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I can't yet. <<character 'keisha'>> is still in the conference room, on the phone with the boss. I'm waiting to debrief her like she asked.<</dialog>> Hearing you say that, you noticed <<character 'alexa'>>'s smile dim, just for a second. <<dialog 'alexa'>><<character 'mc'>>, I'm so sorry you got stuck here because of me.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Don't worry about it, <<character 'alexa'>>. You just go and enjoy your evening.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>About that, I might just work from home tomorrow.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>You'll pick up if I call you, right?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>If you agree to wear something sexy on our date, then yes.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>You're quite persistent, aren't you?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I'm told it's one of my best qualities.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>I'll wear the sexiest dress that I have.<</dialog>> She vanished from your view after saying that. <<dialog 'mc'>>I guess I should go and debrief <<character 'keisha'>> now.<</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_keisha_sex_scene_1"] = false>> [[Continue|intro_6]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_keisha_sex_scene_1"] = true>> You walked into <<character 'keisha'>>'s office. <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_02.webp'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I'm here to debrief you, <<character 'keisha'>>. Turn around for me.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Straight to business, huh?<</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_1.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>You are a real piece of work, you know that? Making me torture that poor girl from the moment she got here, just so you could play the good guy and save the damsel in distress.<</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_2.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Have you at least made some progress with her?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Of course I have. She's agreed to go on a date with me.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Does that mean I can drop this mean girl act now?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Not yet.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Fuck! I can't believe I let my life come to this in just two months. I should be heading home with my husband right now.<</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_3.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Yet here you are. About to be used by your coworker like a slut.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Can't you at least be a little nice to me?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Bitch, please... If you wanted nice, you wouldn't have spread your legs for me on my second day here.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Sigh. I admit it was my fault that I let myself get seduced by you so easily.<</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_4.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Calling it seduction is a bit of a stretch, don't you think? I mean, you were so sexually frustrated all I had to do was approach you. Enough about that. I have to get home, so get down on your knees like the little slut you are before your husband gets here.<</dialog>> [[Continue|intro_7]]

As soon as you mentioned her husband, she took off her top and quickly got to work. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_5.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Fuck! No matter how many times I see it, I can never get enough of those puppies.<</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_6.mp4' false>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You know something, <<character 'keisha'>>? Your blowjob skills have certainly improved. Worlds apart from what it was when I first had you. <</dialog>> Although you said that as a backhanded compliment, in truth, her lips were soft and warm, wrapping around your cock with ease. There was a slick heat to her mouth, the kind that made it impossible to think straight. <<dialog 'mc'>>Time to get to the best bit. You know what to do.<</dialog>> Without a word, <<character 'keisha'>> pulls back, a glint in her eye that says she knows exactly what you meant. Her hands slide beneath her breasts, lifting and pressing them together around your shaft with precision. The sensation is instant, warm pillowy softness encasing you, slick with the mix of her spit and your arousal. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_7.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_8.mp4'>><</addvideo>> You lift <<character 'keisha'>> effortlessly and guide her to the nearby chair, bending her over so her perfect ass is raised just right. With a firm grip on her hips, you slide into her from behind. Slow, deliberate, savoring every inch as her warmth envelops you. A soft gasp escapes her lips, followed by a low moan that grows each time you thrust deeper. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_9.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It’s a damn shame your husband never knew what to do with a body like yours. All that wasted time... and he never even made you moan like this, did he? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>God... no, never! He had no idea... not like you do...<</dialog>> As you pull out, her legs tremble slightly, and she slides down from the chair. She sinks to her knees with practiced grace, eyes locked on yours, lips parted and glistening. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_10.mp4'>><</addvideo>> Without hesitation, she takes your cock into her mouth, still slick from her own juice. The contrast is electric. It is that same warm wet heat surrounding you all over again, but now with the added hunger of her tongue eagerly working every inch. You grip her by the arms and lift her up again, effortlessly, her body light and eager in your hands. With a thud, you lay her down on the conference table, her back arching slightly against the cool surface. She spreads her legs wide without needing to be told, an open invitation, eyes gleaming with lust and anticipation. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_11.mp4'>><</addvideo>> Her gaze locks with yours, glowing with hunger, trust, and something more primal. Then you thrust, slow at first but purposeful, driving yourself deep into her heat once again. <<dialog 'mc'>> You know… before me, your life must have been pathetic. Same boring routine. Same clueless husband. Same dead bedroom. Admit it, you were starving for this. <</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_12.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Yes… I was! I didn’t even know how badly I needed it until you fucked it into me!<</dialog>> As your thrusts grow erratic and your breath sharpens, she knows exactly what’s coming. With her body trembling and eyes still burning with desire, she slides down off the edge of the table, sinking to her knees one last time. <<dialog 'keisha'>>Come on, baby… give it to me. I want to taste how good I made you feel…<</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_1_13.mp4'>><</addvideo>> She looks up at you, mouth slightly open, lips glistening, face flushed with anticipation. Her chest rises and falls with shallow breaths, and there is no hesitation in her eyes. Just hunger. Submission. Devotion. That was all it took. With a growl, your release hits hard. Thick droplets of cum spill across her face as she moans in satisfaction, eyes never leaving yours. She swallows eagerly, licking her lips, then scoops the rest from her chin with her fingers, sucking them clean like it’s the sweetest thing she’s ever tasted. [[Continue|intro_8]]

<<dialog 'mc'>>Let's say I helped you. What do I get in return?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Come on, <<character 'mc'>>. Now's not the time. Just help me out before she gets here!<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I guess she's talking about <<character 'keisha'>>.<</dialog>> You had a slight smirk on your face, which you quickly hid from <<character 'alexa'>>. <<dialog 'mc'>>Come on, <<character 'alexa'>>. Every time you've asked for help, I've done it since the day you joined. It's a genuine question.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>>Please help me out just once more.<</dialog>> You were about to respond when you heard footsteps behind you. They stopped right next to you. <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_01.jpg' '40%'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>Shouldn't you be at your workstation, <<character 'alexa'>>?<</dialog>> [[Save her|intro_mc_saved_alexa_from_keisha]] [[Don't save her|intro_mc_did_not_save_alexa_from_keisha]]

She went to clean up as you put your clothes back on, both realizing her husband should be here any minute now. You returned to your desk, the hum of your workstation a faint counterpoint to the fading scent of sex that still lingered in the room. You clicked through a few last windows, shut everything down, and leaned back in your chair just as the door swung open. Moments later, <<character 'keisha'>>'s husband, <<character 'ronald'>>, stepped in, grinning the same oblivious, friendly grin he always did. <<addimage 'misc_characters/ronald_at_office.png'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'ronald'>> Working late again, huh <<character 'mc'>>? <<character 'keisha'>>’s been pushing the whole team hard lately. I guess that includes you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Yeah, she’s got high standards. But honestly, it makes all of us better. I don’t mind staying late if it means getting things right. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ronald'>> She talks about you a lot, you know. Says you’ve been really stepping up. Not everyone lasts long under her. She’s... a bit intense. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> She runs a tight ship. Demanding, sure, but fair. I respect that. Keeps me on my toes. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ronald'>> Well, whatever you’re doing, it’s working. I haven’t seen her this energized in years. She even laughed at one of my dumb jokes last week. That never happens. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Glad to hear it. Maybe she’s just finding a better balance lately. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ronald'>> Yeah, maybe. I don’t know what’s changed, but something has. She’s got that spark again. Like she’s really enjoying her work. Almost makes me jealous. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> She’s got a lot on her plate, but she handles it like a pro. I’ve learned a lot just working under her. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ronald'>> Well, I appreciate you being part of her team. She’s not easy to impress, but you seem to have figured her out. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let’s just say we’ve developed... good communication. <</dialog>> You offer a neutral smile. <<character 'ronald'>> chuckles, none the wiser. He starts to pace a bit, his eyes drifting toward the hallway as the click of heels approaches from beyond the corner. <<character 'keisha'>> walked in and stood by your side, crisp and composed. <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> She was back in her work blouse, buttoned up like nothing had happened. Her face betrayed nothing, expression cool, poised, unreadable. She gave you a brief glance was quick, sharp, almost clinical then turned her attention to <<character 'ronald'>>. <<dialog 'keisha'>> There you are. I was starting to think you got held up again. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ronald'>> Almost. But I made it. Looks like you two have been here grinding all evening. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>> You have no idea. But thanks to <<character 'mc'>>, we managed to finish. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Almost forgot. I'll be working from home tomorrow, okay, <<character 'keisha'>>? <</dialog>> She nodded, the movement subtle. Her eyes didn’t meet yours, but you caught the flicker anyway—the slight downturn of her lips, the tiny pull in her brow. Disappointment. She wouldn’t get her fix tomorrow, and she already hated the thought. Just as they turned to go, <<character 'ronald'>> stopped and glanced over his shoulder. <<dialog 'ronald'>> Hey, by the way, you should come by the house sometime and let us treat you to lunch or something. A little thank-you for being such a help to <<character 'keisha'>> lately. <</dialog>> You nodded smoothly, voice easy. <<dialog 'mc'>> I appreciate that. Sounds good. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ronald'>> Alright then. Catch you later. <</dialog>> They left together, the door shutting quietly behind them. You stood in the stillness for a moment, the rhythm of her body, the way she clenched around you like she didn’t want to let go before her husban got here. [[Head home|chapter_1]]

<<chapterTitle 'Chapter 1'>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_1]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_house.png'>><</addimage>> You reached the suburban nightmare you're forced to live in by your parents. You step inside the place, still shaking off the day’s fatigue. Just as you start to settle in, a sharp knock at the door pulls you back. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> Opening it, you find <<character 'elsa'>>, your neighbor’s daughter. She looks petite and pristine, so innocent she could be mistaken for a schoolgirl, though she’s actually a college student studying at a nearby university. At first, you had no intention of agreeing to her dad’s proposal to tutor her. But then <<character 'elsa'>> showed up, all petite and innocent-looking, and you couldn’t say no. From your interactions, you got the feeling she grew up so sheltered that she basically had no social life at all. It's been a month since then, and here you are. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Hi, I hope it’s not a bad time. I wanted to go over some of the stuff from today’s lecture... if that’s okay. <</dialog>> You nod, noticing her diligent but slightly naive demeanor. <<dialog 'mc'>> Of course. Come on in. <</dialog>> You busied yourself with a few chores around the place while <<character 'elsa'>> sat at the table, quietly revising today’s lesson. Every now and then, she called out with a question, something she was unsure about, and you stepped in to explain, guiding her through it. To be honest, it has been like this since she first started coming over. She’s sharp, curious, picks things up quickly, and doesn’t waste time when it comes to academics. It's a shame that the same can’t be said for basically anything else. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_03.png'>><</addimage>> This meant you didn’t have to hover over her. She did the work, and you just made sure she stayed on the right track. By the time you were done with your chores, her time was up. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_2]]

As <<character 'elsa'>> packs up her things, she lingers by the door, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. It's clear she's not quite ready to leave, even if she’s not sure how to say why. <<dialog 'mc'>> Something on your mind? <</dialog>> She hesitates, then gives a small shrug. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Not really... just thinking about some stuff from school. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That so? Doesn’t sound like it’s about assignments. <</dialog>> She bites her lip, eyes dropping for a second before meeting yours again. <<dialog 'elsa'>> It’s nothing important. Just... college things. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You’re not usually this vague. Come on, you can tell me. <</dialog>> She gives a quiet laugh, a little embarrassed. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Okay, fine. There’s someone at school. He’s kind of popular. Everyone likes him. I guess I’ve just been wondering if people like that ever notice girls like me. <</dialog>> She glances away quickly, as if the admission made her too vulnerable. But it’s out there now, soft, unsure, and maybe looking for something more than just an answer. <<dialog 'mc'>> Popular? I guess you could say that. I wasn’t the star athlete or anything, but I had my moments. Had a few relationships, sure — nothing too crazy, but I wasn’t exactly invisible either. <</dialog>> She nods slowly, absorbing that, then glances back at you. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Must’ve been nice... being noticed like that. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_3]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> So… where are you going with all this, <<character 'elsa'>>? <</dialog>> She hesitates again, her eyes dipping for a second before lifting to meet yours. There’s a nervous energy in her, like she’s standing on the edge of something she’s not sure she should step into. <<dialog 'elsa'>> I just… I don’t really know how to be the kind of girl someone notices. You always seem so sure of things. Like you get how this all works. So I was wondering… <</dialog>> She swallows, the words catching slightly in her throat. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Do you think you could… help me? <</dialog>> You’d always thought of <<character 'elsa'>> as just your student, earnest, a bit naive, and entirely focused on her studies. But now, as she stood there nervously asking for your help, your mind drifted unbidden. For a brief moment, you imagined her differently. You pictured her without the usual layers of clothes, her slender frame bare and vulnerable. The soft curve of her shoulders, the delicate lines of her figure, all bathed in a gentle, warm light only your mind could see. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_04.png'>><</addimage>> It was the first time you truly saw her as a woman, not just a girl. Your thoughts flickered to how she might move, how her skin would feel under your fingertips, the quiet breath of her body close to yours. A sudden flush warmed your cheeks. Shaking off the thought, you reminded yourself she was here as your student. But the image lingered, a quiet pull you hadn’t expected. Torn between duty and desire, you had to make a choice. [[Help Her|chapter_1_page_3_mc_agrees_to_help_elsa]] [[Disuade her|chapter_1_page_3_mc_disuades_elsa]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_agreed_to_help_elsa_with_her_crush"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Alright, <<character 'elsa'>>. If you want my help, you’ve got to understand this isn’t just about books or grades. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It’s about learning how to own who you are, how to use every part of yourself to get what you want. Confidence, charm, even a little mischief. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I’ll show you the ropes, but remember, once you start down this path, there’s no turning back. You ready for that? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> (softly) Yes… I think I am. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Good. So, how much experience do you have with boys? Don’t be shy. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> (hesitates) Um… well, I’ve kissed one boy once. That’s it, really. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Alright, that’s honest. But if you think about the guy you like, chances are he’s had plenty of experience. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That means you’re starting way behind, like level minus one hundred or something. Getting up to speed might mean doing things that make you uncomfortable at first. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> But that’s part of the process: pushing boundaries, learning what works, and figuring out what you really want. You understand that? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> (quietly) Yeah… I think I do. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> One more thing. Don't tell anyone about what we are doing, do you understand? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> (quietly) Okay. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I can't believe she actually agreed to that. This is going to be fun. <</dialog>> [[Start now|chapter_1_page_3_mc_agreed_to_help_elsa_page_2]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_agreed_to_help_elsa_with_her_crush"] = false>> <<dialog 'mc'>> <<character 'elsa'>>, listen. You’re talented and smart. Don’t let distractions like this get in the way. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> There’s plenty of time for those things later. Right now, your focus should be on yourself and your future. The right people will notice you when the time’s right. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let’s work on getting you where you want to be first. Deal? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> (nods) Yeah… that makes sense. Thanks, I guess. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_4]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Let’s start now. Don’t worry, it’s nothing grand, just a little test to see where you’re at with this. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I want you to give me the warmest smile you can, and hold eye contact with me. Just for a moment. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> (hesitates) Okay… I’ll try. <</dialog>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_05.jpg' '60%'>><</addimage>> <<character 'elsa'>> takes a breath, then offers a gentle, warm smile, her eyes meeting yours steadily. The moment stretches, charged with a quiet intensity. <<dialog 'mc'>> Not bad at all. See? You’re already stepping out of your comfort zone. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_4]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Alright, <<character 'elsa'>>, that’s enough for today. We’ll continue this another time. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Remember, it’s all about moving at your own pace. No pressure, no rush. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Take care of yourself. I’ll see you at the next session. <</dialog>> After <<character 'elsa'>> left, you got to your real work. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_5]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_home_desktop.png'>><</addimage>> You leaned back in your chair, eyes fixed on the wall of code unfurling on your screen. The low hum of your rig filled the room; familiar, constant, like a heartbeat. A month of grinding, and it’s nearly there. It wasn’t sophisticated by black hat standards, but that wasn’t the goal. You weren’t trying to crack high-security mainframes, just slip through where no one was really looking. This isn't high-end malware… but it doesn’t need to be. Most people barely have a firewall, let alone proper monitoring. You ran a simulation. The script moved like smoke, no alerts, no spikes. It found the target, embedded cleanly, and settled in to watch. Lightweight, quiet… persistent. That’s the trick. Stay invisible long enough to do what you need. You adjusted a few variables in the propagation routine, then recompiled. Once this part’s stable, it won’t just infect, it’ll spread to the most connected devices on the network. <<dialog 'mc'>> Although I should decide on a cut-off point. Don't want a lot of junk to come my way. <</dialog>> You sat back again, breathing slowly. The pieces were coming together. It was crude, but it worked. Not perfect… but close. Almost done. Almost ready. [[Go to Bed|chapter_1_page_6]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_bedroom_night.png'>><</addimage>> Night finally settles in, and you feel the weight of exhaustion. You head to bed, hoping to wake up in time to finish developing your spyware. [[The next day|chapter_1_page_7]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_bedroom.png'>><</addimage>> Morning came quietly. You moved through your routine quickly, then settled at your laptop to dive into work. <<addimage 'misc/mc_laptop.png'>><</addimage>> A knock at the door broke your focus. Opening it, you found a woman about your age. You were stunned for a moment by her looks. As if not wasting an opportunity, she kind of let herself in. <<addimage 'chapter_1/moka_01.png'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Hey… My name’s <<character 'moka'>>. I was looking for a place to crash for a bit. A friend gave me this address. <</dialog>> You crossed your arms, skeptical. <<dialog 'mc'>> Whoever your friend is, I’m sure they made a mistake. This place is mine, and I don’t like having tenants. <</dialog>> <<character 'moka'>> glanced around, then lowered her voice. <<dialog 'moka'>> I get that. But, well... <<character 'jj'>> said you’d be cool with it. <</dialog>> You raised an eyebrow. <<dialog 'mc'>> <<character 'jj'>> sent you? <</dialog>> A flash of memory hit. Your mind went back to juvie, where <<character 'jj'>> had literally and figuratively saved your ass more than once. You owed him more than you could ever repay. <<dialog 'mc'>> What’s the catch? <</dialog>> She gave a small, knowing smile. <<dialog 'moka'>> No catch... well, depends how you look at it, I guess. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Go on... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Let’s just say I’ve got ways to make life easier. Connections, opportunities, pharmaceuticals. <<character 'jj'>> thinks this setup could work for both of us. <</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_1.mp4'>><</addvideo>> You exhaled slowly, weighing the offer and the risks while your eyes slid across her body. <<dialog 'mc'>> Alright. But this stays low-key, and it’s temporary. I keep my space. <</dialog>> <<character 'moka'>> nodded, relieved. <<dialog 'moka'>> You won’t even know I’m here. In fact, I won't be here most of the time. Thanks. <</dialog>> [[Ask her for advance payment|chapter_1_page_7_moka_sex_scene]] [[Show her to a room|chapter_1_page_7_no_moka_sex_scene]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_moka_sex_scene_1"] = false>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Alright. Come with me. I'll show you to your room. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Thanks for this. I swear you won't regret it. <</dialog>> You led her to a spare room you had recently cleaned. Just like that, you had a tenant. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_8]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_moka_sex_scene_1"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Hold up. I didn't say it was free. I’ll need something upfront. <</dialog>> She froze, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes. <<dialog 'moka'>> Look, I’m a little short on cash right now... but I can pay you back. Soon. <</dialog>> You smirked, letting your gaze linger just a bit too long. <<dialog 'mc'>> Who said anything about cash? <</dialog>> <<character 'moka'>>’s eyes narrowed, trying to read you. Cautious, but not backing away. <<dialog 'moka'>> <<character 'jj'>> said that you were a horndog. I guess he wasn't lying. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That I am. What do you say? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Show me to my room. <</dialog>> You led her to a spare room you had recently cleaned. Before you could say another word, she was already closing the distance, eyes locked on yours, something unreadable behind them. Clothes came off faster than thoughts. Heat rose, the room closing in around just the two of you. Moments later, you sat on the edge of the bed, breath shallow. <<character 'moka'>> knelt between your legs, her lips wrapped tightly around your cock, moving with slow, deliberate intent. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_2.mp4'>><</addvideo>> You exhaled, watching her skillfully work her magic on your cock. <<dialog 'mc'>> Fuck… you really do have ways of making life easier. <</dialog>> She glanced up at you, eyes dark and mischievous, never missing a beat. She took your balls in her mouth, warm and deliberate, making you feel things you didn't think were possible. Your muscles tensed as a surge of pleasure rushed through you. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_3.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Shit… You’re full of surprises. <</dialog>> She pulled back just slightly, her tongue flicking playfully as she met your eyes. <<dialog 'moka'>> Told you I’d make it worth your while. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Keep going like that and I might start thinking you're the one doing me a favor. <</dialog>> She smirked, then went back to work, slow, thorough, and wickedly skilled. With a firm grip, you lifted her up and guided her back onto the bed. Her breath hitched as you pushed her down, spreading her legs wide beneath you. Her eyes locked on yours. No hesitation, only anticipation. You entered her in one smooth thrust, her warmth enveloping you instantly. She gasped, her back arching as the first impact rocked through her body. You began to move, slow at first, then faster, each thrust met with a soft cry that escaped her lips. Her face mirrored every motion, eyes fluttering, mouth parted, cheeks flushed as the rhythm built. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_4.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Ah... fuck… just like that… <</dialog>> You leaned in closer, your hands gripping her thighs as you drove deeper. <<dialog 'mc'>> Told you I don't like tenants… but damn if you're not earning your stay. <</dialog>> You slid out of her slowly, gripping her hips and guiding her to turn over. She got on all fours without needing direction, arching her back, presenting herself with a confidence that made your cock throb harder. You lined up behind her, letting your tip glide between her cheeks, teasing her back and forth, your cock slapping lightly against her ass while your other hand gripped her. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_5.mp4'>><</addvideo>> With one deep push, you slid back inside her, wet, tight, and ready. Her body rocked forward, then back again, starting to move with you. Matching your rhythm. Meeting each thrust with one of her own. Wet slaps filled the room, along with her breathy moans and the creak of the mattress. <<dialog 'moka'>> Harder... don’t hold back now. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Wasn’t planning to. <</dialog>> You drove deeper, her body jolting with every stroke, the pace between you becoming almost instinctual, raw and perfectly in sync. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_6.mp4'>><</addvideo>> She suddenly pulled away, breathless and flushed, her body slick with heat and motion. Without a word, she pushed you back and swung a leg over, straddling your hips with practiced ease. Her hands pressed against your chest as she sank down on your cock, taking you in inch by inch. She started slow, hips rolling, ass bouncing rhythmically, sending waves of pleasure up your spine. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_7.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Shit... You really don’t believe in half-measures, do you? <</dialog>> She leaned forward, her lips brushing against your ear, breath hot. <<dialog 'moka'>> If I’m gonna ride… I ride to win. <</dialog>> Her pace quickened, her ass slapping against your thighs as she took control, rising and dropping with wild, unrelenting rhythm. Your hands gripped her waist as you met her motion for motion, but it was clear. Right now, she was in charge. <<dialog 'mc'>> Fuck… just like that... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> You better keep up, or I’m not stopping. <</dialog>> <<character 'moka'>> shifted her weight, lifting herself off you with a slow, teasing motion. Then, with a wicked glance over her shoulder, she turned around, straddling you in reverse. Her back arched as she reached behind to guide your cock back inside her, her hips pressing down until you were buried to the hilt. You groaned, the view alone nearly undoing you. Her ass flexed with every subtle movement, her spine a graceful curve of temptation. She began to ride again, slow at first, then faster, her cheeks slapping rhythmically against your thighs. The angle hit different, deeper, making her moan louder, her fingers gripping your knees for leverage. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_8.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Goddamn… that’s a view I could get used to. <</dialog>> She threw a glance back, eyes half-lidded and full of heat. <<dialog 'moka'>> Then don’t blink. <</dialog>> Her pace turned relentless. A display of stamina and desire, riding you with confident, hungry rhythm. Just when you thought she was spent, <<character 'moka'>> slid off you with a breathy laugh. She turned, her body flushed and glistening, and dropped to her knees on the floor. Without a word, her hand wrapped around your slick shaft, stroking you with steady, confident strokes. Her mouth hung open, tongue out, eyes locked on yours with playful, expectant heat. You groaned, hips twitching in her grip. The buildup was too much. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/moka_scene_1_9.mp4'>><</addvideo>> With a strained breath, you came. Thick ropes spilled directly onto her tongue and into her mouth. She didn’t flinch, didn’t pull back. Just stayed there, letting every drop land exactly where she wanted. She swirled it around playfully, making a show of it, her tongue gliding across her lips before finally swallowing with a satisfied smirk. <<dialog 'moka'>> Told you I’d pay you back… with interest. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You might be my favorite kind of debtor. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> How about you clean yourself up? I have some work to do. We'll talk specifics later. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Alright. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_8]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_laptop.png'>><</addimage>> You were knee-deep in your remote day job. Code, approval emails, and empty meetings filled the screen. You noticed <<character 'moka'>> heading out, giving you a smile—just enough to pull your attention from whatever it was you were doing. After she left, you dove back in. Just a few more hours of pretending to care about your job before you could finally turn to what actually mattered. The spyware. The project you built in secret. The one thing that felt like yours. A knock at the door. You already knew who it was. You stood up and opened it with a polite smile. <<character 'ava'>> stood there, looking perfect as ever. The kind of woman who turned heads without even trying. Her body was impossible to ignore, but it was the expression she wore—that calm, self-assured concern—that always tested your patience. <<addimage 'chapter_1/ava_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Hey. Wasn’t expecting a visit. Everything okay? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ava'>> I was nearby. Thought I’d check in on you. <</dialog>> She stepped inside like she belonged there, her eyes already sweeping across the room. You closed the door behind her and followed. <<dialog 'mc'>> That’s thoughtful of you. I’ve been keeping busy. Just wrapping up some work stuff. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ava'>> Good. Routine is important. Structure helps keep the mind stable. <</dialog>> There it was. That tone again. Measured. Patient. Like she was doing you a favor by simply existing in your space. <<dialog 'mc'>> Yeah. I’ve been sticking to it. Wake up, work, eat, sleep. All very textbook. <</dialog>> She smiled. You did too. <<dialog 'ava'>> You know the agreement. I check in and report back. Your parents just want to make sure you’re adjusting well. That you’re on the right track. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Of course. I appreciate the check-ins. Really. <</dialog>> You returned to your laptop, typing just enough to look busy. In truth, all you were thinking about was the moment she’d leave. The moment you could switch gears and get back to your real work. The spyware. She had no idea what it was for. No idea that every check-in, every word, every glance had become part of your drive to finish it. She was the reason you built it. And one day, she’d find out why. You continued working as she went to check the house, room by room. After a few minutes, she came back. <<dialog 'ava'>> It seems like you have someone staying over. What's the deal with that? <</dialog>> You became annoyed. Your real emotions betrayed the smile you had on your face. <<dialog 'mc'>> That. I have a tenant. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'ava'>> I thought we agreed that you would consult me on such things. <</dialog>> Your annoyance almost came to the surface. <<dialog 'mc'>> I thought you would be proud of me. I took initiative. You’re the one who told me to earn my keep when I moved in here. I thought having another source of income was a smart thing. <</dialog>> Having her own words thrown back at her caught her off guard. <<dialog 'ava'>> Hm. I guess you're right. Still, I wish you had let me know. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It just happened this morning. <</dialog>> After probing and prodding for a few more minutes, she left. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_9]]

After <<character 'ava'>> left, you finished up the last of your day job tasks. A few more clicks, a final fake status update, and you were done pretending to care. Now, it was time for your real work. After all, you were in the home stretch. A few more hours and it was finally complete. Without wasting a second, you injected the program into a sandbox network for testing. It felt euphoric. That "I am a God" feeling that only a hacker could understand hit you. You were about to go and celebrate when you were startled by a presence behind you. <<character 'cassidy'>> let herself in, because of course she fucking did. She had a spare key. Probably asked for it. Probably didn’t even need to. Dear old dad likely handed it over without a second thought. You barely had time to minimize your real work before she waltzed into the room like she owned the place. <<character 'cassidy'>>, your ever-glorious step-sister. The one you were constantly measured against and never quite matched. Not because you weren’t good, but because you weren’t her. <<addimage 'chapter_1/cassidy_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> She had the business sense, the charm, the polish. You had raw talent, wires, screens, and silence. That never mattered to your parents. They preferred the daughter who could talk circles around investors, not the son who could dismantle a firewall in his sleep. She didn’t stay in this exile house; no, she was too valuable for that. She was at your father’s side, assisting him, impressing his colleagues, learning the family empire like it was already hers. And now, here she was. Standing in your workroom. <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Seriously? This is the setup? It’s giving “basement hacker” vibes. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Good to see you too, <<character 'cassidy'>>. <</dialog>> She glanced around, scanning the room like she was mentally cataloging your failures. Her smirk said itall. Smug, effortless, punchable. <<dialog 'cassidy'>> <<character 'ava'>> said you’ve been... stabilizing. Had to see it for myself. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You checking in, or just slumming it for fun? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Both, I guess. You know me. Always multitasking. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Multitask somewhere else. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Hey, don’t be like that. Maybe it’s because I missed my little brother. Maybe I just wanted to hang out like we used to. <</dialog>> [[Kick her out|chapter_1_page_9_mc_kicked_out_cassidy]] [[Indulge her|chapter_1_page_9_mc_did_not_kickout_cassidy]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Okay. That's about all the bullshit I can take for the day. If you're done amusing yourself, leave me be. I'd rather get some work done than waste another second on you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> <<character 'mc'>>, I... <</dialog>> You didn’t let her finish. You were done playing nice. With barely a word, you grabbed her by the arm and practically lifted her off the floor. She sputtered in protest, heels scrambling for balance, but you didn’t stop. You marched her to the front door and yanked it open. And before she could spin one more smug sentence, you tossed her out with the grace of a malfunctioning ejector seat. The door slammed behind her. Except she still had the key. So she just waltzed back in. <<dialog 'mc'>> Why can't you just leave me alone? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Hey, don’t be like that. Maybe it’s because I missed my little brother. Maybe I just wanted to hang out like we used to. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_10]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Right. Hanging out. Just like old times… minus the forced competitions and passive-aggressive dinner conversations. <</dialog>> You gestured toward the couch shoved against the wall. <<dialog 'mc'>> Have a seat, then. Make yourself at home — clearly not a new habit. <</dialog>> She smirked and flopped down like she belonged there. Legs crossed, arms spread, surveying your space like it was some kind of wildlife exhibit. <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Wow. You really went all-in with the hermit-core aesthetic. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It’s called minimalism. You wouldn’t get it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Says the guy with six screens and an LED-lit keyboard. <</dialog>> She leaned forward slightly, squinting at your monitor. <<dialog 'cassidy'>> What are you even working on? Looks... intense. <</dialog>> You casually turned the monitor off. <<dialog 'mc'>> Freelance stuff. NDA-heavy. You know how it is. <</dialog>> She didn’t know. But she nodded like she did. Like she always did. Confidence was her armor, and she wore it well. <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Well, don’t let me get in the way of your "projects." Just thought I’d drop in, say hi, make sure you’re still alive and brooding. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Mission accomplished. Now what? <</dialog>> She shrugged, then tilted her head. <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Now… we hang. Unless you’re scared I’ll break your weird hacker flow. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_10]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Alright, enough games. You didn’t come all this way just to mock my setup. What do you want? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Fine. I’ll get to it. A friend of mine’s in trouble. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let me guess... you want me to care? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Just listen, okay? Her laptop got hacked. It’s bad. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> How bad? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> As in, someone got access to... sensitive stuff. Photos. Videos. Stuff that could ruin her if it goes public. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Don't tell me it's who I think it is. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Yes. It’s <<character 'blair'>>. Before you say anything, she has changed a lot now. She’s just living her life like the rest of us. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I'm sure she is. And here I was starting to think maybe you actually missed your brother. Turns out you just want tech support... for your toxic little crew. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Wait. There’s no way that <<character 'blair'>> would trust me with something like this. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> She didn’t. She wanted to pay the ransom that the hackers demanded and be done with it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That's a stupid idea. There's no guarantee the hackers would do as they say once they receive the money. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> That’s what I told her. Then she started crying in front of me. Saying she would be ruined if the contents of her laptop went public. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Ohh. You just gave me one more reason why I shouldn’t help her. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> This isn’t a joke, <<character 'mc'>>. Are you going to help or not? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Whatever's in the laptop must be worth a lot to <<character 'blair'>>. If I play this right... But do I really want to get involved in her mess? <</dialog>> [[Not my problem|chapter_1_page_10_mc_did_not_get_involved_with_blair]] [[Did you bring the laptop|chapter_1_page_10_mc_agreed_tohelp_recover_blairs_hacked_laptop]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_helped_cassidy_with_blairs_hacked_laptop"] = false>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You know what? No. I’m not getting dragged into <<character 'blair'>>’s drama. She’s the kind of person who sets her own house fire, then cries when it burns. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Wow. Seriously? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let me guess, she’s been walking around like a queen, flashing that smug little smile, until it blew up in her face. And now you want me to bail her out? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> It’s not about her being smug. It’s about someone violating her privacy. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Maybe she should’ve thought about privacy before recording stuff she couldn’t protect. I don’t owe <<character 'blair'>> a damn thing. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> You’re unbelievable. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> No. I’m done being used. I will not help that bitch. End of story. <</dialog>> She didn’t have any words for you. She knew it was a waste of time to argue. <<dialog 'cassidy'>> I understand why you don't want to help, considering how things are between the two of you. I’ll get going then. Try and figure out another way. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> She says it like it was a simple rejection from <<character 'blair'>>. If she only knew... <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_11]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_helped_cassidy_with_blairs_hacked_laptop"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Fine. Did you bring the laptop? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Yeah. I figured if anyone could dig into it, it’d be you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let me get one thing straight. I’m not doing this because I like <<character 'blair'>>. I’m doing it because you will owe me one. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Fair enough. <</dialog>> <<character 'cassidy'>> handed over the laptop, wrapped in a sleek black case. Expensive. Of course it was. <<dialog 'mc'>> Time to see if all those late nights I pulled developing the spyware were a waste of time. <</dialog>> As you thought that, you felt <<character 'cassidy'>> was still hovering over you. [[Try and get rid of her|chapter_1_page_10_mc_agreed_tohelp_recover_blairs_hacked_laptop_page_2_a]] [[Ignore her and get to work|chapter_1_page_10_mc_agreed_tohelp_recover_blairs_hacked_laptop_page_3]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> I can't work when you hover over me like this. Go sit somewhere else. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Don't worry. You won't even notice that I'm here. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I guess she doesn't trust me enough. Well, it doesn't matter. The program runs entirely on the backend and the user won't even notice. <</dialog>> [[Ignore her and get to work|chapter_1_page_10_mc_agreed_tohelp_recover_blairs_hacked_laptop_page_3]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Alright. Let's take a look. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> You're not going to, like... plug that thing into your system, right? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Relax. I'm not stupid. This goes into a sandboxed VM. I want to see what it's doing without it knowing I'm watching. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Alright... let's see what you're hiding. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Executable payload. Classic. Disguised as a PDF. Probably clicked without thinking. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> There it is, outbound connection to a remote IP. We've got ourselves a C2 server. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> What are you looking at? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Their command and control infrastructure. This is where they issue commands and collect stolen data. And it's sloppy as hell. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> This thing is running open ports, using a patched-together RAT... vulnerable as shit. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Okay. Time to reverse the connection. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Wait... are you... hacking the hacker? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I'm knocking on their back door. And they left the keys in the lock. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Injecting payload... got a shell. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I'm in. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> You're serious? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Directory structure's a mess. They've got dumps from three other machines. <<character 'blair'>>'s folder is here. Images, videos, names. Everything. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> First things first, full backup. Grabbing it all. If she ever needs proof, she'll have it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Dumping to encrypted storage... done. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Now for the fun part. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Dropping a kill script into system32. Forkbomb included. Local backups? Gone. Logs? Corrupted. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let's burn this leech to the ground. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> You're seriously destroying their machine? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> No court. No cops. No headlines. Just digital extinction. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Payload armed. Remote restart... now. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> And it's gone. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> You killed it? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> No. I buried it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> If they're smart, they'll crawl back under a rock. If they're dumb, I'll be waiting next time too. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_10_mc_agreed_to_help_recover_blairs_hacked_laptop_page_4]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Alright. Now that the hacker's fried, let's look at <<character 'blair'>>'s machine. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> You said it's safe now, right? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Yeah. Just need to verify everything is in order. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Booting into my own rescue OS... no auto-run, no trusting installed drivers. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Logs are tainted. They tried to hide the intrusion, classic overwrite pattern. But they're not me. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Running memory diff... registry scan... found it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> They left behind a few hooks. Backdoor stub. Probably hoping she'd click the same fake link again later. Sloppy and predictable. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Neutralized. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> So... we give it back to her now? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Not yet. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Now for the real work. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Deploying my little birdie. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Lightweight. Invisible. Knows how to whisper. Tracks file transfers, camera usage, microphone usage, keystrokes. Nothing invasive... unless I ask nicely. <</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_put_spyware_on_blairs_laptop"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Just in case <<character 'blair'>> gets careless again. Or decides to be a problem. Or if I want a front-row seat next time. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Time to package this up. Clean image. Updated AV. A few dummy files to look impressive. All set. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Are you done? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That's it... for now. <</dialog>> [[Give it to her|chapter_1_page_10_mc_agreed_to_help_recover_blairs_hacked_laptop_page_5]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> As requested, one rescued laptop. Now, about that favor... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Yeah? What is it? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I want you to visit me. Every once in a while. Just that. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> That's it? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> What were you expecting? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Coming from you? I was halfway expecting you to ask me to strip or something. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Well... I'm not exactly against the idea. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'cassidy'>> Fuck off! <</dialog>> <<character 'cassidy'>> smiled as she said it, not the usual smug grin, but something softer. Something almost real. For a moment, you saw the sister she might’ve been. The version of her untouched by rivalry, by parental comparisons, by resentment. A flicker of what could’ve been. But it was gone just as fast. That part of your life had passed. All that was left now was the reckoning. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_11]]

After <<character 'cassidy'>> left, you sat alone, your thoughts drifting back to <<character 'blair'>>, <<character 'cassidy'>>’s friend; your first crush. Back then, you were just a nerd, a rich nerd for sure bit still a nerd.,You thought the worst she could do was say no. You never expected what actually happened. She didn’t just reject you. She bullied you. And not just by herself. She rallied her so-called boyfriend at the time, the biggest jerk at the school, and his friends to join in, turning every day into a nightmare. The insults, the pranks, the whispers behind your back — they cut deeper than any money could fix. You had wealth, friends and a family, sure. But none of those protected you from their cruelty. <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_helped_cassidy_with_blairs_hacked_laptop"]==true>> You decided to come to the present. It was time to see what <<character 'blair'>> had in her laptop. <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_inspected_blairs_hacked_files_and_called_eva_to_double_check"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Alright... let's see what <<character 'blair'>>'s been hiding. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Huh? No pictures? No videos? Just... spreadsheets? Invoices? Expense reports? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> This isn't what I expected. Either <<character 'blair'>> got a lot more boring or there's something else going on here. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I need a second opinion. Time to call <<character 'eva'>>. <</dialog>> You call <<character 'eva'>> Your company's chief accountant. She was warm and nice to you when you met her on your first day at the company. That hasn't changed since then. Under normal circumstances, she was someone you would be glad to have as a friend but your circumstance was far from normal and at the end of the day she still works for <<character 'ava'>> <<phone 'mc'>> Hello my spreadsheet goddess. Got a weird one. Need the best accountant I know to take a look. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> Flattery won’t get you out of whatever this is. I expect to be paid. Send it over. <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> Pulled these files off a compromised laptop. Thought it’d be... spicier. But it looks corporate. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>>Send them to me. I'll take a look.<</phone>> <</if>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_sent_spyware_to_eva_with_blairs_files"] = false>> <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_helped_cassidy_with_blairs_hacked_laptop']>> [[Send over your spyware as well|chapter_1_page_12_mc_sent_spyware_with_blairs_files_to_eva]] [[Send over the files|chapter_1_page_12_mc_did_not_send_spyware_with_blairs_files_to_eva]] <<else>> After a while, you snapped out of it. After all, what's the point of thinking about it now. There wasn't much to do for the day. You began to become bored. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_13]] <</if>>

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_sent_spyware_to_eva_with_blairs_files"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It doesn't hurt to get some leverage over her too since she is working for <<character 'ava'>>. Besides, she's hot. If nothing else, I might get some hot pics or something. <</dialog>> <<phone 'mc'>> I'm sending you the files now. And a little something extra. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> <<character 'mc'>> There are a lot of files in here. You really expect me to look through the entire thing? <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> I just want to know what they are.just give them a quick look and call me. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> Alright. <</phone>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_13]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_sent_spyware_to_eva_with_blairs_files"] = false>> <<phone 'mc'>> I'm sending you the files now. And a little something extra. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> <<character 'mc'>> There are a lot of files in here. You really expect me to look through the entire thing? <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> I just want to know what they are.just give them a quick look and call me. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> Alright. <</phone>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_13]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_home_desktop.png'>><</addimage>> The folder `backup_old` opened, revealing a string of numbered subfolders — all uniformly labeled, from `001` to `015`. <<dialog 'mc'>> Looks like someone was trying to keep this neat... or hidden. <</dialog>> You hovered over the first one, fingers itching with curiosity. [[001|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_001]] [[002|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_002]] [[003|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_003]] [[004|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_004]] [[005|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_005]] [[006|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_006]] [[007|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_007]] [[008|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_008]] [[009|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_009]] [[010|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_010]] [[011|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_011]] [[012|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_012]] [[013|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_013]] [[014|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_014]] [[015|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_015]] . . . . . [[315|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_315]] That's a lot of directories. What should I do? - [[Sort files by most recently modified|chapter_1_page_13_blair_scan_by_date]] - [[Search for hidden files or metadata anomalies|chapter_1_page_13_blair_scan_by_hidden]] - [[Run a script to search for common image/video extensions (*.jpg, *.mp4, etc.)|chapter_1_page_13_blair_scan_by_extension]] - [[Manually open the first 20 folders just in case|chapter_1_page_13_blair_scan_manual]]

<<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_helped_cassidy_with_blairs_hacked_laptop"]>> After the call ended, you had this feeling you could not get rid of, that you missed something. After all, it's <<character 'blair'>> Thare's got to be something here. That’s when you spotted it. A folder buried deep, nearly invisible at a glance. backup_old You stared at it, dumbfounded. <<dialog 'mc'>> Seriously? How the hell did I miss this? <</dialog>> You already knew the answer. You were expecting porn, scandals, dirt; not invoices and spreadsheets. You’d let your assumptions blind you. [[Open directory|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files]] <<else>> <<addimage 'misc/mc_bedroom_night.png'>><</addimage>> As you slept, your thoughts drifted into a vivid dream. In it, <<character 'elsa'>> appeared. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_06.jpg'>><</addimage>> She was lying on the couch, completely nude, her body relaxed and exposed as if she had nothing to hide. The way she looked at you made it feel like she had been waiting. <<dialog 'mc'>> Damn! That's quite a sight. <</dialog>> <</if>> [[Next Day|chapter_1_page_14]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_bedroom.png'>><</addimage>> The sun filtered through the curtains as you woke up, still groggy but focused. After your usual morning routine, which included a quick shower, a shave, and getting dressed, you were ready. It was time to head to the office. Before that, you took a look around the house, trying to find <<character 'moka'>>. She was nowhere to be seen. <<dialog 'mc'>> I guess she wasn’t kidding when she said she’d be barely around. Whatever... <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_15]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Nothing here. Maybe just a decoy? <</dialog>> [[Back|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files]]

You filter files by their last modified date, thinking maybe the juicy ones were added recently. But all timestamps look sanitized — either identical or completely random. [[Try another method|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

You enable hidden file visibility and grep for unusual file flags. A few `.DS_Store` and `.thumbs.db` files pop up. Some placeholder `index.tmp`. But nothing useful. <<dialog 'mc'>> I don't think. this is the way to go. <</dialog>> [[Try another method|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

You open folder after folder manually, starting from 001 to 020. Most are completely empty. A few have old receipts and corrupted docs. <<dialog 'mc'>> This’ll take all night. Not happening. <</dialog>> [[Try another method|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

You quickly throw together a script to crawl all 315 directories and flag any files with extensions like `.jpg`, `.png`, `.mp4`, `.mov`. <<dialog 'mc'>> Come on, show me something... anything... <</dialog>> The script spits out a short list. - `069/vid00001.mp4` - `069/image_003.jpg` - `069/image_103.png` Jackpot. [[Open folder 069|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_found_blairs_nudes_and_video_in_folder_069"] = true>> You open folder `069`. Inside, you find exactly what you were looking for. <<dialog 'mc'>> Well, well... someone was keeping secrets after all. <</dialog>> **Contents of /069:** - [[image_003.jpg|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069_image_003]] - [[image_103.png|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069_image_103]] - [[vid00001.mp4|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069_video]] [[Continue|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

<<addvideo 'chapter_1/blair_scene_1_1.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Well well well, If it isn't <<character 'blair'>> choking on a dick.. and loving it. <</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_blair_bbc_sex_scene"] = false>> [[Keep watching|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069_video_full]] [[Directory 69|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069]] [[Continue|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

<<addimage 'chapter_1/chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069_image_003.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>> And there it is. <<character 'blair'>>, impaled like a kebab at a summer cookout. <</dialog>> [[Directory 69|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069]] [[Try another method|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

<<addimage 'chapter_1/chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069_image_103.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Look at the bitch posing like it's a photoshoot. <</dialog>> [[Directory 69|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069]] [[Try another method|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

The very next moment, your phone rang. It was <<character 'eva'>>. <<phone 'eva'>> I’ve gone through the documents you sent. Looks like we’ve got ourselves a classic case of embezzlement. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> There are multiple invoices showing inflated expenses, payments made to shell companies, and suspiciously high reimbursements. Someone’s been siphoning off funds under the guise of legitimate business costs. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> It’s detailed and systematic; definitely not some rookie mistake. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing. <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> Are you sure about this? It sounds pretty serious. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> Absolutely. The discrepancies go all the way back a year. This isn’t some one-time slip-up. <</phone>> <<phone 'eva'>> Whoever did this has been carefully covering their tracks for months. We’re dealing with someone experienced. <</phone>> You screamed “Yes!” inside your head and silently said goodbye to <<character 'eva'>>. Then you decided to end the day and get some rest. After all, exhaustion was creeping in, and you knew better than to let yourself slip into that state. [[Next Day|chapter_1_page_14]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_blair_bbc_sex_scene"] = true>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/blair_scene_1_2.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> No gag reflex! Who would have thought going by the way she used to run her mouth. <</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/blair_scene_1_3.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Hm. I'm almost impressed she is able to take a pounding like that. <</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/blair_scene_1_4.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I hope <<character 'eva'>> finds something concrete on this bitch. I can't wait to have some fun with her. <</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/blair_scene_1_5.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Whoa! The bitch is surprisingly flexible. <</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/blair_scene_1_6.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Look the smile on the bitch's face. It's making my blood boil! <</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/blair_scene_1_7.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Bitch can take a load in her pussy and her mouth. <</dialog>> [[Directory 69|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_069]] [[Continue|chapter_1_page_13_blair_files_continue]]

After a 10-minute drive, you reached your office. <<addimage 'misc/it_company_outside_view.png'>><</addimage>> You stepped out of your car and stared up at the painfully familiar building. The sign “IT COMPANY” stood bold and dumb, still radiating the energy of a high school group project. You went inside. After clocking in, you were heading to your workstation when a familiar voice stopped you. <<character 'dani'>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/dani_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> She was sitting on top of a desk, giving off that "come here and fuck me" vibe. You’d come to recognize it as completely effortless, just her natural state. <<dialog 'mc'>> There she is. Waiting like clockwork. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Morning again, handsome. Still letting <<character 'keisha'>> play boss with you? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> You know my team still has an opening. Want to come over to my side for a change? I’ll make sure you feel way more appreciated. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Appreciated? <<character 'keisha'>> lets me fuck her whenever I want. Desk cleared, skirt up, mouth open. Doesn’t matter if it’s a Tuesday stand-up or a late-night deployment, she’s always waiting to be used. I don’t know, <<character 'dani'>>. <<character 'keisha'>> has been pretty damn good to me. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Please. I treat people way better than she does. The way she bullies the new girl is criminal. It’s a miracle the poor thing’s still around. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> If she only knew it’s because I’m the one making <<character 'keisha'>> do it. <</dialog>> A smirk crept onto your face, one she didn’t miss. <<dialog 'dani'>> What? Did I say something funny? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> No. Just remembering how you refused to take <<character 'alexa'>> into your team, and how the two of you basically had a catfight over it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> That was because I was saving the spot for you. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_16]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Now here you are, two months later and still one team member short. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Not for long. <<character 'ava'>> gave me a deadline. I have to fill the spot soon or she’ll bring in some damn fresher. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> I'll never find someone as good as you, no matter how hard I try. So what will it take? Whatever it is, I’ll meet it. <</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_tells_dani_the_truth_about_about_his_affair_with_keisha"] = false>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha"] = false>> [[Tell her the truth|chapter_1_page_16_mc_tells_dani_the_truth_about_about_his_affair_with_keisha]] [[Don’t tell her the truth|chapter_1_page_16_mc_does_not_tell_dani_the_truth_about_about_his_affair_with_keisha]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_tells_dani_the_truth_about_about_his_affair_with_keisha"] = true>> You decided to seize the opportunity and tell her the truth. <<dialog 'mc'>> You see, the thing is, <<character 'keisha'>> practically offers herself up whenever I want. I went for her on day two; she didn’t even hesitate. She's a fucking demon once that door is locked. Slick mouth, hungry eyes, begging me to ruin her. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> laughs Oh, come on. You expect me to believe that? <<character 'keisha'>>, the perfect little Mary Sue of our company, just stepped out on her husband like that? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You notice how she’s calmer and nicer to everyone since I got here? Well, everyone except <<character 'alexa'>>. Turns out she was unhappy with her family life. She just needed to get laid. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> That’s bullshit. She’s ice cold. I’ve known her for years. She wouldn’t even flirt back even if somebody approached her, and she loves her husband. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That’s just her act, and she’s damn good at it. Her husband still has no clue. Hell, he even invited me to their place the other day. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Let's pretend that I believe any of this. Why are you telling me all this? What's to stop me from going straight to HR? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Because I see what no one else does. Beneath that smile and those seductive looks, you are cold and calculating. My kind of woman. You know very well that getting rid of <<character 'keisha'>> will only get you second place in your little race for promotion. <<character 'nicole'>> has the seniority and <<character 'ava'>> prefers her to you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Also, I don't give a fuck about what happens to <<character 'keisha'>> or whether or not I get fired from this hellhole. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> You know what, I'm actually impressed. Okay. Prove it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Show me anything, a message, a video, a photo. If not, you’re mine. You get transferred to my team. You shut up and follow orders. No complaints. <</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_accepts_danis_bet_to_bring_evidence_of_keisha_affair"] = false>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha"] = false>> [[Accept her challenge|chapter_1_page_16_mc_accepts_danis_challenge_to_show_proof_of_his_affair_with_keisha]] [[Raise the stakes|chapter_1_page_16_mc_raise_the_stakes_danis_challenge_to_show_proof_of_his_affair_with_keisha]] [[Reject her challenge|chapter_1_page_16_mc_rejects_danis_challenge_to_show_proof_of_his_affair_with_keisha]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_tells_dani_the_truth_about_about_his_affair_with_keisha"] = false>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_accepts_danis_bet_to_bring_evidence_of_keisha_affair"] = true>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha"] = false>> You thought about it. The truth hovered right there, inches from your lips. But in the end... You said nothing. <<dialog 'mc'>> You know what? Doesn’t matter. I’m good with where I’m at. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Then, you give me no other choice but to keep trying. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I better get on my computer ant pretend to work. Don't wan't my genius work-horse image image be tarnished by rumors of flirting with sexiest team manager. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Huh! you wish! <</dialog>> [[continue|chapter_1_page_17]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_accepts_danis_bet_to_bring_evidence_of_keisha_affair"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Deal! <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Smirks I’ll be waiting. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You won't have to wait for long. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I better get on my computer and pretend to work. Don't want my genius image to be tarnished by rumors of flirting with the sexiest team manager. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Huh! You wish! <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_17]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Alright, but let’s make it fair. Whatever I send you, whatever level of proof, I get the same from you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> What kind of proof are we talking about? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let’s say I send a compromising pic of <<character 'keisha'>>. You send me one of you. If it’s a video of her playing with herself, you match it. And if it’s a full video of me fucking her, then you let me fuck you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Smirks Now I know you are just messing with me. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Accept my proposal and find out. <</dialog>> There was a strange look in her eyes now. <<dialog 'dani'>> You talk a good game, <<character 'mc'>>. I'll tell you what, I'll humor you. You got a deal. But if you don’t deliver, you’re mine. And you will be my personal code monkey for the rest of your life. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Also, she has to be aware of what you are doing. You can't just sneak in your camera when she’s not looking. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Don't you worry about that. I'll leave no doubt. <</dialog>> [[Accept her challenge|chapter_1_page_16_mc_accepts_danis_challenge_to_show_proof_of_his_affair_with_keisha]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_accepts_danis_bet_to_bring_evidence_of_keisha_affair"] = false>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha"] = false>> <<dialog 'mc'>> No. You don’t get to set the terms. I told you because I wanted to. Not because I owe you proof. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Coldly Then we’re done talking. You’ve got no leverage here. You’re not untouchable, no matter how clever you think you are. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Maybe not. But you heard me and now you can’t unhear it. I'll take pleasure in that. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I better get on my computer and pretend to work. Don't want my genius workhorse image to be tarnished by rumors of flirting with the sexiest team manager. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'dani'>> Huh! You wish! <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_17]]

Following that, you returned to your workstation. <<if not $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_tells_dani_the_truth_about_about_his_affair_with_keisha"]>> As you began to work, you couldn't help but wonder if you missed an opportunity with <<character 'dani'>>. <</if>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_accepts_danis_bet_to_bring_evidence_of_keisha_affair"]>> You knew exactly what to do. You went to her office. <<addimage 'misc/keisha_office_room.png'>><</addimage>> Surprisingly, you found the place empty, leading you to think she might be working from home today. <<dialog 'mc'>> Fuck! <</dialog>> You took out your phone and started texting <<character 'keisha'>>. <<message 'mc'>> You didn't tell me you were working from home today. <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> Sorry. My husband told me that his sister would be coming to stay with us for a while out of nowhere. I had to play host. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Fine. Send me a pic. Make sure your tits are out. <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> What? I thought you said we should do things like that IRL only. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> I know what I said. Now send it to me. <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> Let me go to my room real quick. <</message>> You waited a couple of seconds. <<message 'keisha'>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_03.jpg'>><</addimage>> <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Fuck! I'm horny all of a sudden. <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> In that case... <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_04.jpg'>><</addimage>> <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> You're just horny all the time now, aren't you? <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> I am. And I blame you. <</message>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_asks_keisha_to_meet_him_after_work"] = false>> [[Take responsibility|chapter_1_page_17_mc_asks_keisha_to_meet_him_after_work]] <</if>> [[Continue with your work|chapter_1_page_18]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_asks_keisha_to_meet_him_after_work"] = true>> <<message 'mc'>> In that case, let me take responsibility. Come meet me after work. You remember the hotel room we used last week? <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> Of course. How could I forget? <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Good. Meet me there. <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> I'll try and slip out of here. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Don't try. Be there at 3:45 sharp. <</message>> <<message 'keisha'>> Okay. <</message>> You booked the room on your mobile phone. [[Continue with your work|chapter_1_page_18]]

<<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_accepts_danis_bet_to_bring_evidence_of_keisha_affair"]>> You knew she would do as she was told. After all, she was already in your palm. You put your phone away and got to work. <</if>> What followed were hours of mind-numbing work, which you were almost done with when <<character 'alexa'>> walked in, wearing that classic “I need help” look. <<addimage 'chapter_1/alexa_03.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> I... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let me guess. You need help. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> <<character 'mc'>>, I'm sorry. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Don’t worry. I’ll help you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Of course. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> Just like that? What’s the catch? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> What was that? Do you think I only help you because I want you to say yes to a date? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> Kind of. <</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spils_sentimental_bullshit_to_alexa_when_Asked_why_he_helps_her_out"] = false>> [[Spill some sentimental bullshit|chapter_1_page_18_mc_spills_bulshit_on_why_he_helps_alexa]] [[Give her an objective explanation|chapter_1_page_18_mc_give_objective_explanation]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spils_sentimental_bullshit_to_alexa_when_Asked_why_he_helps_her_out"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> The only reason I ever brought up how I always help you to get you to say yes to a date... was because I couldn't help myself. I like you, <<character 'alexa'>>. I’ve probably liked you since week one. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Every time you swing by my desk with that apologetic little smile, pretending you're not about to ask me to rescue your ass again... yeah, it gets to me. In a good way. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> blushes slightly You... like me? For real? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Yeah. And I’m not expecting anything from it. I am painfully aware that you have a boyfriend. I just like being around you. I like helping you. It's not some manipulation tactic. It's just me being... stupid maybe, but honest. <</dialog>> She looks at you a moment longer than she should, trying not to smile too obviously. You could tell she liked it. So you went on once more. <<dialog 'mc'>> Also, there was the fact that <<character 'keisha'>> belittled you. It got to me. I wanted to protect you from her. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> <<character 'mc'>>, I... I don't know what to say. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Well, you could just say thanks. And maybe start treating me a little bit better. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> Well... thank you. For being honest. And for helping me. Again. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Always. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_19]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spils_sentimental_bullshit_to_alexa_when_Asked_why_he_helps_her_out"] = false>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I helped you because I like coding. Because I care about the team. And because when you’re behind, it slows everything down. Simple as that. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You're smart, <<character 'alexa'>>. But sometimes you get in your own way, and I’ve got no problem stepping in when it makes us both look better. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> Huh. So, no catch. Just logic. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Exactly. Not everything’s got an angle. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> Then why did you ask me out? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Because I was interested in you. I still am. I make no secret of it. Two things can be true. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> I guess you were right when you just said that I get in my own way. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_19]]

After that, you went to her workstation and helped her out. This time, it was a bit more complicated than a simple pointer error. <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spils_sentimental_bullshit_to_alexa_when_Asked_why_he_helps_her_out"]>> You turned back on your way to your own desk. That’s when... <<dialog 'alexa'>> You know, I didn't think you could be so... emotional. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> What did you think? That I was a machine or something? <</dialog>> You said it jokingly. <<dialog 'alexa'>> Smiles Well, objectively speaking, you're always perfect when it comes to work, no matter how tight the deadline is or what project or language you're dealing with. You figure out what's wrong with the code with just a look. You're basically the best employee in this company. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I see. So, that's how she really sees me. <</dialog>> [[Sentimental Bullshit|chapter_1_page_19_mc_spills_sentimental_bullshit_when_alexa_calls_him_a_machine_at_work]] [[Not so sentimental bullshit|chapter_1_page_19_mc_gives_objective_reply_when_alexa_calls_him_a_machine_at_work]] <<else>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_20]] <</if>>

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spills_sentimental_bullshit_when_alexa_calls_him_a_machine_at_work"] = true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Back in school, I was the awkward kid in the back, hacking away at school computers while everyone else was out living. It was easier to bury myself in code than in people. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> My parents... they always favored my stepsister. She was outgoing, charming — everything I wasn’t. They’d look at me like I was some kind of project. Not a person. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Eventually, I stopped trying. If being useful was the only way they'd see me, fine. I'd be the best at that. <</dialog>> You let out a quiet breath and turn slightly away. <<dialog 'mc'>> So yeah... sometimes when people talk to me, I wonder if they see a guy, or just a machine that gets things done. <</dialog>> You look at her again, trying to maintain the facade. <<dialog 'mc'>> But when you talk to me... I guess I hope it’s different. So could you... not see me that way? <</dialog>> She blinks, visibly affected. <<dialog 'alexa'>> <<character 'mc'>>, I'm so sorry. I was trying to give you a compliment. I didn't mean... <</dialog>> She steps a little closer. <<dialog 'alexa'>> Fuck. I feel like an asshole. You’ve always helped me. You joke. You notice things. I wouldn’t still be standing here if it weren’t for you. <</dialog>> She smiles, a bit softer this time. <<dialog 'alexa'>> I really misunderstood you, <<character 'mc'>>. I'm so sorry. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_20]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spills_sentimental_bullshit_when_alexa_calls_him_a_machine_at_work"] = false>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You got me. I was just... trying to look cool. <</dialog>> You shrug, cracking a self-deprecating smile. <<dialog 'mc'>> Thought maybe if I acted like the guy who always had it under control, you'd be impressed. Clearly I’m not very good at it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> laughs Seriously? That was you trying to look cool? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Tragic, right? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'alexa'>> A little. But honestly? Kinda sweet too. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_20]]

After helping out <<character 'alexa'>>, you went back and finished today’s tasks while still thinking about the interaction you just had with <<character 'alexa'>>. <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spills_sentimental_bullshit_when_alexa_calls_him_a_machine_at_work"] or $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_spils_sentimental_bullshit_to_alexa_when_Asked_why_he_helps_her_out"]>> While you couldn't be sure, you felt you were making some progress in your plan to get into her pants. You couldn’t help but smile just thinking about it. <<else>> You felt like you fumbled a little somewhere along the way with <<character 'alexa'>>. <</if>> You just worked away for the rest of the day like a good worker bee until it was time to leave. It was already 3:30 PM. Without <<character 'keisha'>>, there was no point in hanging out here. On your way out, you ran into <<character 'eva'>>, the company’s <<character 'eva' 'role'>> outside the building. She seemed to be on her way home as well. <<addimage 'chapter_1/eva_02.jpg'>><</addimage>> You approached her. <<dialog 'mc'>> Good evening, my spreadsheet goddess! <</dialog>> She laughed. The real kind; surprised, worn out, but genuine. <<dialog 'eva'>> <<character 'mc'>>? You seem more upbeat than usual. Did something good happen? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> What can I say? Things are finally coming together for me. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'eva'>> Is it something you care to share? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Well, my spyware has been completed, so I’m finally making some progress toward getting out of this hellhole. But you don’t need to know that. For one, I got to see your pretty face today. <</dialog>> She raised a brow, but didn’t look away. <<dialog 'eva'>> You're really laying it on thick, huh? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Only because it feels criminal not to. You deserve to hear it. <</dialog>> That stopped her. You noticed a subtle shift. <<dialog 'eva'>> …You’re lucky I’m tired. Or I’d call your bluff. Although… maybe I should. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Was she flirting back? This never happens with her. <</dialog>> As if she realized something, she began to turn away. <<dialog 'eva'>> Forget I said that. <</dialog>> Before you could even process what she said, she was gone. [[Go home|chapter_1_page_21]]

<<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_asks_keisha_to_meet_him_after_work"]>> <<set $storyflags['chapter_1_keisha_blowjob_scene_1']=true>> On your way home, you stopped by a hotel on the way. It was a convenient and discreet place you had used to fuck <<character 'keisha'>> before. You went to the room and <<character 'keisha'>> was waiting for you in the hallway. You couldn't wait anymore. From the look on her face, it was pretty clear that she felt the same. <<dialog 'mc'>>You've been waiting here for long?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>No. But I came here telling <<character 'ronald'>> I was going to get the groceries. We don't have much time.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Couldn't you have found a better excuse? Fuck it. We'll just make the best of the time we have. But remember. You will pay for this.<</dialog>> Catching your meaning, she smiled lustfully. <<dialog 'keisha'>>I'm looking forward to it.<</dialog>> You led her to the room and in a hurry, like teenagers sneaking around, you both got undressed quickly and you told her that she wouldn't get to leave before she gets you off. She leans forward, lips brushing softly against the top of your penis, planting a slow, lingering kiss. She trails those kisses downward, moving deliberately over your shaft, every touch sending electric jolts through your body. When she reaches your balls, she cups them carefully in her hand for a moment, then takes one gently into her mouth, sucking lightly as her eyes never leave yours. <<dialog 'mc'>>Fuck, <<character 'keisha'>>... you’re gonna drive me crazy.<</dialog>> Her lips part in a wicked grin as she starts her slow descent, kissing lower and lower, until finally she reaches the spot where you’re aching for her touch. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_1.mp4'>><</addvideo>> She moved slow, kissing the tip of your cock with soft, teasing lips before trailing down to your balls. Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue flicking gently as she took one ball in her mouth, swirling it with practiced ease. As she began sucking you slowly, your impatience faded. The moment her eyes locked with yours, everything else dropped away. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_2.mp4'>><</addvideo>> You forgot to remind her to hurry. Instead, you just leaned back and let yourself get lost in the way her mouth moved, the heat and wetness spreading through you, stealing your breath. You reached up and gently tugged at her shirt, your voice low but firm. “Take off your top.” <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_3.mp4'>><</addvideo>> Without hesitation, she slipped out of it, revealing her big, beautiful breasts framed perfectly by her bra. The sight took your breath for a moment before she leaned down again, her lips wrapping around your cock once more, eager and hungry. She took you deeper with every bob, sliding your cock all the way into her mouth until she was holding herself there, choking slightly but refusing to let go. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_4.mp4'>><</addvideo>> Then, with the naughtiest of smiles, she slowly released you, her eyes locking onto yours as if daring you to say or do anything. She cupped her bra with a teasing smile, your mind racing with anticipation. Slowly, she unhooked it, letting it fall away to reveal her spectacular breasts. Her smile deepened, knowing exactly how much you loved them. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_4.mp4'>><</addvideo>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Those tits are wasted on <<character 'ronald'>>. Do you know that? He doesn't touch them right. Doesn't even look at them the way they deserve. Like he's afraid of how perfect they are.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'keisha'>>You look at me like you’re starving. Like you know exactly what to do with me.<</dialog>> She went back to your cock with a look of hungry reverence, her lips parting as she slid her tongue along the thick length, slow, deliberate, like she wanted to savor every inch. Her mouth wrapped around you again, the heat of it making your stomach clench, your hips twitch. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_6.mp4'>><</addvideo>> Her rhythm was maddening, slow, wet strokes, her lips sealing tight around your shaft, tongue tracing lazy circles beneath the head before dipping lower, dragging along the underside. She moaned faintly as she sucked, the sound vibrating through your cock like a current, each pass of her mouth sending another pulse of pleasure crashing through your body. She felt the twitch, the urgent throb building beneath her lips, and pulled back just in time. Her eyes locked to yours, tongue still dancing over your tip, teasing you right to the edge. You couldn’t hold it. <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_7.mp4'>><</addvideo>> With a deep groan, your cock jerked in her grip, hot streams of cum launching upward in thick, pulsing bursts. The first shot arced high before splattering back down across your shaft, the rest coating you in sticky heat as she watched with a devilish smirk, her tongue flicking out to catch a droplet off your tip. <<dialog 'keisha'>>God, I love watching you lose control like that.<</dialog>> <<addvideo 'chapter_1/keisha_scene_2_8.mp4'>><</addvideo>> She didn’t stop. Not even as your chest rose and fell in the aftermath, still catching your breath. Her lips pressed soft, wet kisses down your shaft, tender at first, then growing greedier with each pass. She licked along every vein, slow and deliberate, savoring your taste like it was something sacred. <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha"]>> You didn't miss the opportunity and took out your phone to take her picture for <<character 'dani'>>. <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_05.png'>><</addimage>> She didn't care about anything and kept kissing your penis, posing for your picture. <</if>> You both took a shower before saying goodbye. <<addimage 'misc/mc_house.png'>><</addimage>> It was time to head home. After all, you got waht you came for. After some time on the road, you got home and started doing your chores. That's when you heard a knock on the door. <<else>> <<addimage 'misc/mc_house.png'>><</addimage>> You got home and started doing your chores. That's when you heard a knock on the door. <</if>> It must be <<character 'elsa'>>. [[Answer it|chapter_1_page_22]]

As you expected, it was indeed <<character 'elsa'>>. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_07.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_asks_keisha_to_meet_him_after_work"]>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Hey, I came by earlier, but you weren't here.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Sorry. I got held up at work.<</dialog>> <</if>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Can we get started? We covered a lot in class today. I don't want to waste any time.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Alright.<</dialog>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_09.jpg'>><</addimage>> She proceeded to go through today's lessons. She was focused, only asking for help occasionally. You found yourself staring at her petite figure as she lay on your couch. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_10.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>>So cute.<</dialog>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_agreed_to_help_elsa_with_her_crush"]>> You waited patiently until she was done. It was now time to get to the good stuff. <<dialog 'elsa'>>Okay, I think that covers everything... at least, the school part.<</dialog>> She gave a faint smile, unsure of what came next but not entirely clueless either. <<dialog 'mc'>>Right. Your crush. Why don’t we do a little roleplay? Help you practice.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Let’s say I’m him. You try talking to me the way you’d want things to go. I’ll help guide you.<</dialog>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_12.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>O-Okay… I guess that could work.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Umm… hi. So, I was wondering if maybe you’d… wanna hang out sometime? Just the two of us?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>She is so hopeless, it's kind of cute.<</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_corrected_elsas_confidence_gently"]=false>> [[Be direct when correcting her|chapter_1_page_22_mc_directly_corrected_elsas_confidence]] [[Correct her but gently|chapter_1_page_22_mc_corrected_elsas_confidence_gently]] <<else>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Okay, I think that covers everything. I guess.<</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_23]] <</if>>

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_corrected_elsas_confidence_gently"]=false>> <<dialog 'mc'>>No, no. That’s not going to work, <<character 'elsa'>>. You sounded way too nervous.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Oh… sorry.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Don’t apologize. Just fix it. You need to sound like you actually believe he’d want to hang out with you. Otherwise, why would he?<</dialog>> She blinked, clearly thrown off by your bluntness. <<dialog 'elsa'>>R-Right. I’ll try again.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Sit up straighter. Speak with your chest this time. Confidence is everything.<</dialog>> She took a breath, and repeated the line, more clearly now, though still a little shaky. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_12.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Hey... I was wondering if you’d wanna hang out sometime? Just us?<</dialog>> You nodded slightly. <<dialog 'mc'>>Better. Still a long way to go, though.<</dialog>> [[Next step|chapter_1_page_22_step_2]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_corrected_elsas_confidence_gently"]=true>> <<dialog 'mc'>>That was a good try. But let’s make it even better, yeah?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>O-Okay… what should I change?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>You sounded a bit unsure. When you’re asking someone out, you’ve got to sound like you want it. Not like you’re scared of it.<</dialog>> She gave a soft nod, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. <<dialog 'mc'>>Look at me while you say it. Smile a little. Make him feel lucky you even asked.<</dialog>> She giggled nervously, but did as you said. Her eyes moved away from you, a shy smile forming. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_13.jpg'>><</addimage>> Then she sat on the couch, relaxed and calm. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_11.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Hey… I was wondering if maybe you’d wanna hang out sometime. Just the two of us?<</dialog>> It still came out a little soft, but there was promise in it. <<dialog 'mc'>>There we go. That’s the energy you need. It’s okay to be shy, <<character 'elsa'>>. But don’t let that stop you from getting what you want.<</dialog>> [[Next step|chapter_1_page_22_step_2]]

<<dialog 'mc'>>I guess we better stop here for today.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Okay.<</dialog>> <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_gave_erotica_to_elsa"]=false>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_agreed_to_help_elsa_with_her_crush"]>> [[Give her a homework|chapter_1_page_23_mc_gave_erotica_novel_to_elsa_as_homework]] <</if>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_24]]

<<dialog 'elsa'>>So… let’s say he says yes. What do I do then?<</dialog>> You smiled, sensing her eagerness and her naivety. <<dialog 'mc'>>That’s the easy part. You smile. Maybe touch his arm lightly. Let him feel like he made the right choice.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Then you set the terms. Where. When. Don't come off too strongly but make sure you’re in control.<</dialog>> She nodded slowly, clearly absorbing your every word. <<dialog 'elsa'>>Okay. And if… he says no?<</dialog>> You could see the anxiety in her eyes. She was afraid of rejection. <<dialog 'mc'>>If he says no, you don’t flinch. You smile like it doesn’t matter. Like it was his loss.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Guys get thrown off by confidence. If you act like you don’t care, it’ll stick in his head. He’ll start wondering why you were so calm.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>That sounds… kind of manipulative.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Not manipulative. Strategic. Guys do it all the time. You’re just leveling the field.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Besides, rejection isn’t the end. Sometimes, you just need to change the approach.<</dialog>> She seemed to be thinking hard now. Her fingers brushed her own wrist, absentmindedly. <<dialog 'elsa'>>I never thought of it like that. I always just assumed I wasn’t… enough.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>You are. You just need to believe it.<</dialog>> [[Practice the “he said no” scenario |chapter_1_page_22_practice_no]]

<<dialog 'mc'>>Okay, let’s try the “yes” version. Ask me again.<</dialog>> She took a slow breath and shifted her posture. <<dialog 'elsa'>>Um… would you like to hang out sometime? Just the two of us?<</dialog>> You smiled and leaned in a little. <<dialog 'mc'>>Sure. I’d like that.<</dialog>> You reached out and gently touched her knee lightly. Her whole body went still. She blinked quickly, her smile fading slightly. <<dialog 'elsa'>>U-Um...<</dialog>> She pulled her legs in slightly, the moment broken by her hesitation. Her breathing quickened. <<dialog 'mc'>>Hey. It’s okay. Just part of the practice, right?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Y-Yeah, I know. I just… wasn’t expecting that.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I thought you said that you have made out with a guy before. How did you manage that if you get rattled like that at the slightest physical touch?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Well....<</dialog>> You could feel the hesitation and the shyness in her voice. <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_got_elsa_to_admit_she_never_kissed_a_guy"]=false>> [[Confront her|chapter 1_page_22_mc_confronted_elsa_about_kissing_a_boy]] [[Let it Go|1_page_22_mc_did_not_confront_elsa_about_kissing_a_boy]]

<<dialog 'mc'>>Alright. Let’s practice the rejection.<</dialog>> She shifted uneasily, clearly not looking forward to this version. <<dialog 'elsa'>>Okay… here goes.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime. Just the two of us?<</dialog>> You looked at her calmly and shook your head. <<dialog 'mc'>>Sorry. I’ve got a lot going on right now. Maybe another time.<</dialog>> There was a brief flicker of disappointment in her eyes, but she steadied herself. <<dialog 'elsa'>>That’s alright. Your loss.<</dialog>> She stood up abruptly, turning as if to walk away. <<dialog 'mc'>>Nice. That’s exactly what you do. Don’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you upset.<</dialog>> She turned back to you with a little grin. <<dialog 'elsa'>>You were right. That actually felt… good.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Confidence is power. Even when things don’t go your way.<</dialog>> [[Practice the “he said yes” scenario|chapter_1_page_22_practice_yes]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_got_elsa_to_admit_she_never_kissed_a_guy"]=true>> You stayed silent, just watching her, waiting for her to explain. She fidgeted with the hem of her skirt, eyes downcast. <<dialog 'elsa'>>I… I haven’t. Not really. I just said that so you wouldn’t think I was totally inexperienced.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>So you’ve never even kissed a guy?<</dialog>> She gave a small shake of her head. <<dialog 'elsa'>>No. Never. Not even once.<</dialog>> Her cheeks were flushed, her voice barely a whisper. <<dialog 'mc'>>Why lie about it?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>Because I didn’t want you to think I was some awkward kid. I just… I wanted you to take me seriously.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>It doesn’t make you less serious. But you don’t need to fake experience to earn respect.<</dialog>> She looked up, meeting your eyes, more vulnerable now than she’d ever been before. <<dialog 'elsa'>>So… what now?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>We continue. It just means that we have to work on the physical stuff as well... unless you are uncomfortable with it.<</dialog>> She didn't say anything, just looked down. You could tell that she was not offended, more like embarrassed. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_23]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_got_elsa_to_admit_she_never_kissed_a_guy"]=false>> <<dialog 'mc'>>It doesn’t matter.<</dialog>> You offered a faint smile, brushing past the moment. <<dialog 'mc'>>What does matter is how you carry yourself now. Not what you’ve done before.<</dialog>> She looked at you, relieved, and maybe a little grateful. <<dialog 'elsa'>>Thanks. That means more than you know.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>You’re doing fine. Just don’t freeze up when the real moment comes. We can also practice the physical aspect as well... unless you are uncomfortable.<</dialog>> She didn't say anything, just looked down. You could tell that she was not offended, more like embarrassed. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_23]]

After she left, it was time for some research. You went to your desktop and fired it up. <<addimage 'misc/mc_home_desktop.png'>><</addimage>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_put_spyware_on_blairs_laptop"]>> [[Check the spyware|chapter_1_page_24_blair_spyware_updates]] updates on <<character 'blair'>> <</if>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_sent_spyware_to_eva_with_blairs_files"]>> [[Check the spyware|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates]] updates on <<character 'eva'>> <</if>> No further data found. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_chapter_25]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_gave_erotica_to_elsa"]=true>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Before you go, I have a little homework for you.<</dialog>> You walked over to your shelf, running a finger across the spines before selecting a worn paperback. You handed it to her without a word. <<dialog 'mc'>>Here. A little homework.<</dialog>> She took the book and read the title aloud under her breath. <<dialog 'elsa'>>“Velvet Chains”…?<</dialog>> She flipped it open, eyes catching a line of text. Her cheeks reddened instantly, and she closed it quickly. <<dialog 'elsa'>>This is...! I mean, it’s clearly... a bit much.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Maybe. But it’s about a girl not too different from you. She starts off unsure, a little shy… but she learns to stop holding back. To feel things fully.<</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> bit her lip, glancing at the book again. <<dialog 'mc'>>You tensed up when I touched your leg. I’m not judging—but if you're going to get close to someone, you’ll need to be at ease with… that side of things too.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>This won’t fix everything. But it’s a start.<</dialog>> She looked down at the book in her hands, her fingers brushing the soft, creased cover. <<dialog 'elsa'>>So you want me to read this... to help me be more comfortable?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>To help you understand your reactions. And maybe open a door or two in your head that you’ve been keeping shut.<</dialog>> She gave a hesitant nod, sliding the book carefully into her bag like something delicate. <<dialog 'elsa'>>Okay… I’ll give it a try.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Good.<</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_24]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_checked_blairs_spyware_update_1"]=true>> You opened the latest spyware sync for <<character 'blair'>>'s laptop. Among the recent files and messages, one caught your attention—a short text conversation with <<character 'cassidy'>>. <<character 'cassidy'>>: Your laptop's fixed. Also, the data the hackers took has been destroyed. <<character 'blair'>>: Thank you so much for recovering my data, <<character 'cassidy'>>. I don’t know what I would’ve done without it. <<character 'cassidy'>>: Glad I could help out a friend. <<character 'blair'>>: Seriously, how did you manage to get it back? I was ready to give up. <<character 'cassidy'>>: Sorry, that’s a trade secret. <<character 'blair'>>: Fair enough. Thanks again. Seeing <<character 'blair'>> so relieved, you felt enraged all over again. After having barely managed to contain the seething anger, you looked through the data further. [[Search through the data for mentions of your step-sister|chapter_1_page_24_blair_spyware_updates_cassidy_mention_search]] [[Go back to the collected data|chapter_1_page_24]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_checked_evas_spyware_update_1"]=true>> You opened the latest spyware sync for <<character 'eva'>>. Her laptop had been busy. Your program filtered through the relevant files and details. There was a photo that caught your attention. She stood in her bedroom mirror, naked, exposing her beautiful chest. No makeup. No filters. Just a moment of quiet reflection. <<addimage 'chapter_1/eva_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> You glanced at the timestamp. It was taken this morning. Then, the browser history: "Can you conceive with a micropenis?" "IVF options for low penetrative intercourse" "Best fertility clinics near me" "Adoption process timeline" "I love my husband but I’m not physically satisfied" You exhaled. No flirty messages. No hidden chats. Just research. Personal questions typed late at night. She was looking for answers. Trying to make the marriage work. Trying to become a mother. Further down, her bookmarks: “Overcoming intimacy issues in marriage” “What to expect during IUI” “Female libido and frustration in marriage” You leaned back. <<dialog 'mc'>>Poor woman. Stuck with a guy who can’t deliver.<</dialog>> You dug deeper into her browser history. You found that she had visited a forum called "More Than a Wife." You looked it up. <<addimage 'misc/more_than_a_wife_forum.png'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Damn. Looking at how cheerful and happy <<character 'eva'>> is with everyone, you couldn't tell something like this was going on in her life.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>This could be my way in.<</dialog>> You managed to extract her username. <<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_initiated_contact_with_eva_on_more_that_a_wife_forum"]=false>> [[Initiate Contact|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact]] [[This is going too far. Even for me|chapter_1_page_24]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_initiated_contact_with_eva_on_more_that_a_wife_forum"]=true>> You clicked through. <<character 'eva'>>'s forum profile was barebones, no picture, but she'd made posts. Vulnerable, raw. Like diary entries half-afraid to be heard. You browsed her recent threads. "I love him. But my husband can't satisfy me. What should I do?" "Has anyone tried IUI with an unwilling partner? I feel like I’m dragging him into something he doesn’t even want." "Is it wrong to want more… when everything else is perfect?" Her pain was palpable in these posts. You noticed that her account status was online. You created an account on the forum. A woman’s profile. Carefully crafted. You chose a username in tone with hers: <<character 'mc' 'more_than_a_mother_forum_name'>> The story? Similar to hers. A marriage full of love, but intimacy reduced to a clinical exchange. A desire for children unmet. A husband who tries, but doesn’t... satisfy. You sent her a private message thanking her. <<forum_message 'mc'>> Hi, I’m new here, just stumbled across this forum while searching for... well, answers I guess. I wasn’t planning to message you like this, but I happened to come across your posts and it was like somebody had put my thoughts into words. I’m in a very similar situation. My husband and I love each other deeply. He’s kind, dependable, the kind of man everyone says is a “keeper.” But there’s always been something missing physically. We’ve struggled with that part of our relationship from the beginning. Now that we’re trying to have a baby, it’s become harder to ignore. I’ve looked into too many articles on treatments like IUI, even considered what adoption might look like. But in all that research, no one talks about the quiet frustration you feel when your heart and body are pulling in different directions. It’s hard. And lonely. @<<character 'eva' 'more_than_a_mother_forum_name'>>, thank you. You made me feel less alone. Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable by reaching out like this. <</forum_message>> You sent the message and waited for a minute or two, unsure if she would even see your message. <<forum_message 'eva'>> Hi @<<character 'mc' 'more_than_a_mother_forum_name'>>, Your message really stayed with me. I didn’t expect that. Not from a stranger. But something about the way you wrote, it felt honest. Familiar. I love my husband. That’s never been the question. He’s patient, reliable, kind in ways that still surprise me. And he loves me. I know that. In his mind, love is supposed to be enough. Maybe for a long time, I tried to believe that too. But sometimes, I lie awake wondering if it’s selfish to want more. Not more in the sense of someone else… just more of something I can’t name. Since you said you are like me, you know exactly what I’m talking about. We’re trying to build a family, but it’s hard when we’re not even sure how to reach each other anymore. Like how I am the only one even trying, you know? I’ve been carrying that alone for a while now, even in this place where there's supposed to be others like me. Reading your message reminded me that maybe I’m not the only one. So… thanks to you for reaching out. I’d really like to keep talking. <</forum_message>> [[I’ve learned to live with the silence...|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_learned_to_live_with_it]] [[We share a secret...|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_shared_secret]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_implied_he_and_eva_has_shared_secret_on_more_than_a_mother_forum"]=false>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> I get that. I’ve come to accept that silence, too. Sometimes I think it’s just part of being in a long-term relationship, some things just… fade into the background. Maybe it’s not about fixing it, but just learning to live with it. Finding peace in the quiet. I hope that doesn’t sound too defeatist. It’s just how I cope. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Hmm… I can see that. But I have to admit, hearing that kind of acceptance makes me feel a little… let down. Like maybe we’re supposed to settle for less than what we really want. It’s hard to feel hopeful when the best we can do is just “live with it.” <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Crap! That's not what I wanted to hear from her. Time to backtrack. <</dialog>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Yeah, you’re right to feel that way. Reading it back, I think I was trying to protect myself by sounding resigned — but it came out flat. I don’t want to just settle or live quietly with it. I want to believe there’s a way to be seen and wanted. Maybe it’s okay to be scared to say that out loud sometimes. Thanks for calling me on it. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> That means a lot. I’m glad you’re not giving up. Sometimes just having someone else say it aloud makes all the difference. I’m really glad we’re talking too. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Glad it worked. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_common]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_implied_he_and_eva_has_shared_secret_on_more_than_a_mother_forum"]=true>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> @<<character 'eva' 'more_than_a_mother_forum_name'>>, There’s something about knowing we’re carrying this unspoken truth between us. A secret no one else seems to understand or even admit. I feel like you get it. Like you know what it’s like to crave something more than just the quiet comfort of routine. To want passion, desire, a connection that makes you feel alive, not just safe. when our life is just an unending cycle of boredom and being cared for but never fully satisfied. It’s strange how many of us settle for less, convincing ourselves it’s what love is supposed to be, but deep down, we know there’s something missing. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> @<<character 'mc' 'more_than_a_mother_forum_name'>>, I don’t even remember what it feels like to truly want more anymore. It’s like that part of me has been asleep for so long. My husband tries, but… honestly, I don’t think he really knows how to give me what I need. It’s like we’re together but missing the parts that make us us. Reading your message, it’s the first time in a while that I’ve felt that flicker again — that quiet, almost forgotten hunger for something beyond just “enough.” Thank you for saying it out loud. It helps, even if I’m scared of what it means. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It's like she does harbor some resentment for her husband. I can work with that. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_common]]

<<dialog 'mc'>>Time to throw the bait.<</dialog>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Lately, I’ve been ashamed to admit it even to myself, but I often imagine being truly wantedseen for more than just routine or obligation. It feels like a quiet rebellion I can’t voice. Talking to someone who understands helps. Have you ever felt that way? Wondered what else might be out there, even if it feels risky or wrong? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> I understand why you feel that way, truly, I do. I’ve had those thoughts too, in passing. But I try not to let them take root. Because once we start imagining someone else, something else... it feels like a step too far. I made a commitment, even if parts of it feel unfulfilled. And no matter how lonely it gets, I still believe in honoring that. Maybe that makes me naïve, or maybe just stubborn. But I don’t think I could live with myself if I crossed that line, even in my head, sometimes. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Damn. Her husband is a lucky guy. She is still holding out hope for the guy. Bad news, <<character 'eva'>>. Your husband's micropenis won't get any bigger. But dont worry. I'll soon make you forget all about that guy. <</dialog>> [[gaslight Her|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_common_gaslight]] [[Agree with her|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_common_agree_with her]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_gaslit_eva_in_more_than_a_mother_forum_about_infidelity_thoughts']=true>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. It’s just hard sometimes, carrying all this alone. You were the first person I felt actually saw me and not judged, not dismissed. Just heard. I guess I let myself believe we understood each other in more ways than we actually do. I’m sorry if I crossed a line. That wasn’t my intention. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> You didn’t cross a line. Not really. I think I just... needed to say it out loud for myself. I do understand you. And maybe part of me even feels the same way. You’re not alone in that. I just don’t know what to do with those feelings yet. Please don’t disappear on me. I don’t want to lose the one person who’s actually been honest with me lately. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Gaslighting for the win! <</dialog>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> You don’t have to worry. I’m not here to push or make you uncomfortable. It’s just… sometimes these thoughts build up inside, and there’s no one I can really share them with. You’re the only one who seems to understand, even when we don’t agree. Would it be okay if I still talked to you about them sometimes? I promise I’ll respect your boundaries. It just helps to let the weight out, even a little. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Of course. I wouldn’t want you to carry that alone, especially not if talking to me helps ease it, even a little. Just knowing someone else feels it too. It means more than I can say. I need to get some go now, but… thank you. For being honest. For not disappearing. Talk soon? <</forum_message>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_common_2]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_gaslit_eva_in_more_than_a_mother_forum_about_infidelity_thoughts']=false>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> You’re right. Sometimes I get caught up in the wanting, and I forget the promises I made too. Reading your reply grounded me more than you realize. It’s easy to feel sorry for myself, to chase that fantasy. But maybe what we need isn’t someone new. It’s someone who sees what we’re carrying and doesn’t flinch. That’s what you’ve been for me, and I’m grateful. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Thank you for saying that. It’s so rare to talk to someone who understands without trying to turn it into something else. I’ve felt like I’ve been screaming into a void these past few months. You made me feel human again. Let’s keep talking, openly and honestly. I’m not ready to give up on what I have, but I am ready to understand myself better. <</forum_message>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_24_eva_spyware_updates_initiate_contact_common_2]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_got_eva_to_keep_talking_to_her_more_than_a_mother_forum_direct_message']=true>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Thank you, truly. I didn’t expect you to say that, and it means a lot. I’ll let you go for now. But I’ll be thinking about our conversation. And I’m already looking forward to the next time we talk. Take care, @<<character 'eva' 'more_than_a_mother_forum_name'>>. <</forum_message>> [[Go Back to the collected data|chapter_1_page_24]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_saw_message_logs_of_blair_conspiring_against_cassidy_with_someone_named_Private"]>> <<character 'Private'>>: Honestly? I don’t know how you keep your mouth shut around her. I’d have snapped by now. <<character 'blair'>>: She’s just so fake. All that "I believe in fairness and doing the right thing" bullshit. <<character 'Private'>>: Right? As if that makes her better than everyone. Like the rest of us are just greedy or lost. <<character 'blair'>>: She acts like she’s struggling with “big decisions” when everything is handed to her on a platter. Her family could buy half the city. <<character 'Private'>>: Still... people like her? They get everything they want. <<character 'blair'>>: Yeah. Well, maybe it’s time someone reminded her that her perfect little glass house has cracks. You raised an eyebrow. <<dialog 'mc'>>Looks like that bitch <<character 'blair'>> hasn't changed at all. And it looks like she's planning to backstab <<character 'cassidy'>> next. I wonder who the fuck this <<character 'Private'>> is. I better keep my eyes on this.<</dialog>> [[Go back to the collected data|chapter_1_page_24]]

To preserve your sanity, you decided stop this for now. After all, the day was far from over. <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_accepts_danis_bet_to_bring_evidence_of_keisha_affair']>> The next one on your list was <<character 'dani'>> Luckily for you, an opportunity had presented itself to you today. You prepared a One-Click-attack and embeded it in the image that <<character 'keisha'>> sent you. <<addimage 'misc/mc_home_desktop.png'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Here goes nothing <</dialog>> You sent the image embedded with your spyware to <<character 'dani'>> <<message 'mc'>> Don't foget our deal. <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_03.jpg'>><</addimage>> <</message>> <<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_sent_spyware_to_dani']=true>> You waited for like half a second before her reply came! <<message 'dani'>> What the hell… That’s <<character 'keisha'>>!!! That’s really her!!! <</message>> You took a second to verify that the spyware you sent has infiltrated her home network successfully. <<message 'dani'>> How? <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> I told you already. It's not my fault you didn't believe me. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Now it's your turn to hold up your end of the deal. By the way, make it sexy, please. <</message>> You waited and waited. until, about minute later, her reply finally arrived. <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha']>> <<message 'dani'>> Since you asked nicely... <</message>> You waited for her pic <<message 'dani'>> Since you asked nicely... <</message>> You waited eager to see her glorious tits. Then the her response came. <<message 'dani'>> You are welcome. <<addimage 'chapter_1/dani_02.jpg'>><</addimage>> <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Looking good. Now send one with your tits out like you promised. <</message>> ... <<message 'dani'>> Fine... <<addimage 'chapter_1/dani_03.jpg'>><</addimage>> <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Now That's what I'm talking about. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Fine. I am woman enough to admit when I've been defeated. I guess I should recruit somebody to fill that open spot in my team. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Not so fast. I have more to show you. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_06.png'>><</addimage>> <</message>> <<message 'dani'>> What the fuck!!! <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Remember what you said to me? Make sure you keep your word. <</message>> She knew exactly what you meant. She had given her word that she would let you do to her what you did to <<character 'keisha'>> if you managed to show her the evidence. <<message 'dani'>> Can we please talk about this? <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Of course we can. But you're not getting out of this. Don't worry. I'll let you know the time and the place. <</message>> You waited for her responese but there was none. <<message 'mc'>> Sweet dreams, <<character 'dani'>>. <</message>> <<else>> <<message 'mc'>> Fine. I am woman enough to admit when I've been defeated. I guess I should recruit somebody to fill that open spot in my team. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Between you and me, I'm not against helping you out you know. Anything interesting comes up, you can send them my way.. for a small incentive, of course, if you know what I mean. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> We'll see. <</message>> <</if>> <<else>> You played around with the spyware for a little while, running some tests to see if anything needs improvement. You finally lost interest and shutdown your PC. <</if>> [[Next day|chapter_1_page_26]]

You jolted awake to your phone buzzing, the time slicing into your brain. It was 10:42, and your stomach dropped. No thinking, just cursing as you yanked on yesterday’s clothes, splashed cold water on your face, and bolted out the door with your breath sour and your shirt half-buttoned. <<addimage 'misc/it_company_outside_view.png'>><</addimage>> In your rush, you charged right in. You almost made it to your workstation without an issue. That was when you were stopped in your tracks by a piercing stare and a deafening roar, at least that’s what it sounded like. <<dialog 'nicole'>> WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE RUNNING OFF TO? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Fuck! <</dialog>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/nicole_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> It was <<character 'nicole'>>, the third team leader. The one who had been the front-runner for the upcoming promotion before you came along. Because of you, <<character 'keisha'>> had become another serious contender, which led <<character 'nicole'>> to hate you. And this woman was a professional hater. She had started picking apart your work, trying to find flaws. Of course, your work was perfect, so she moved to more petty things like being late to the office or flirting with employees. She had been at it, trying to get rid of you ever since. <<dialog 'mc'>> Hey there, <<character 'nicole'>>. Didn’t see you there. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'nicole'>> Don’t try that with me. You are late. I demand an explanation. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Fuck this shit. It’s too early in the day to deal with this. <</dialog>> [[Trigger her|chapter_1_page_27]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> This is exactly why you are terminally single, <<character 'nicole'>>. That control-freak fire-breathing act? Might work on interns, but no one wants to wake up next to a goddamn prison warden. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'nicole'>> You arrogant son of a... <</dialog>> The slap comes fast, sharp, and vicious, ringing off your cheek like a gunshot in the hallway. This was totally unexpected. You had thrown insults at her face before, but every time, she just came back with even more scathing retorts. This time, it was a slap that left your ears ringing, your cheek reddened with her handprint. The next thing you knew, you were both standing before the HR manager in her office. [[HR's office|chapter_1_page_28]]

<<addimage 'chapter_1/priya_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> The HR Manager's name was <<character 'priya'>>. She was a smoking hot milf with tits for days. Unfortunately, you’d never had much opportunity to get close to her. <<character 'nicole'>> was uncharacteristically silent, leaving you to explain the whole situation. Which you did. <<dialog 'priya'>> I see. <<character 'nicole'>>, if you have nothing to add, you can go now. Know that we have a strict policy against physical violence. There will be serious consequences for this. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'nicole'>> Okay. <</dialog>> After she left, <<character 'priya'>> turned to you. <<dialog 'priya'>> We haven't had any opportunities to talk since you joined, <<character 'mc'>>. It's unfortunate that our first meeting has to happen like this. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> What's going to happen to her? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> That’s up to you. If you choose to press charges, she will be fired and the law will take its course. <</dialog>> You sensed it. This was a golden opportunity. <<character 'nicole'>> was one of the three team leaders of the IT department. More than that, she was the most experienced one. You had a chance to get rid of her. You were about to take it when... <<dialog 'priya'>> I’m going to advise you not to press charges. For both of your sakes. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> What? She fucking slapped my face. It still hurts. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> I’m fully aware. The thing is, her husband passed away a month before she came here. She hasn't really recovered from it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I fail to see how that’s my problem. But still, what she did was wrong. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> I know. I’m not defending her actions. The thing is, if you get her fired, you’ll be the guy who got the grieving widow canned. She’s been here since the company was founded, and she has a lot of friends here. Do you understand what I’m telling you? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Fuck. She’s basically telling me that if I get rid of her, I’d end up an outcast. <</dialog>> None of the talk did anything to ease the scathing rage in your chest. But there was nothing you could do about it. Not yet. Thinking deeper, you realized you had a better opportunity. You could get closer to <<character 'nicole'>>. Play the long game. Make her slip up. Make her fall. [[Ask to be reassigned|chapter_1_page_28_mc_asked_to_be_reassigned_to_nicole]] [[Let her off|chapter_1_page_28_mc_let_nicole_off_without_consequences]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_assigned_to_nicoles_team_after_getting_slapped_by_her']=true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> So, you're telling me that if I press charges, I won’t come out looking good even if she was in the wrong? In that case, I want to be transferred to her team. Temporarily, of course. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> What? You’re not doing this so you can sabotage her, are you? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> What? That’s ridiculous. Even if I tried something, I’m pretty sure she’d be breathing down my neck the whole time. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> Then why are you... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> <<character 'nicole'>> has had it out for me ever since I joined. Like I don’t deserve to be here. She says I don’t take this job seriously. I want to prove how much this matters to me. That way, we can finally put this issue to rest permanently. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> Hm. That actually makes sense. But I want your word that you won’t do anything to escalate this any further. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You got it. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> One more thing. I’m taking the rest of the day off. I don’t feel like working today. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> Considering what happened today, that’s understandable. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_29]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> So, you’re telling me that if I press charges, I’ll still come out looking bad, even if she was in the wrong. In that case, what else is left for me to do except let this issue go. <</dialog>> You made your dissatisfaction clear to <<character 'priya'>>, but deep down, you knew she was telling the truth. <<dialog 'mc'>> One more thing. I’m taking the rest of the day off. I don’t feel like working today. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'priya'>> Considering what happened, that’s understandable. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_29]]

<<addimage 'chapter_1/mia_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> You were on your way out when you caught the smirk. Leaning against the corner by the vending machine, <<character 'mia'>> stood with arms folded, grinning like she'd just won a bet. <<dialog 'mia'>> Hey asshole, heard you got bitchslapped by <<character 'nicole'>>. Sorry I couldn’t be there. <</dialog>> She was one of <<character'nicole'>>’s loyal minions. Always at her side. Always mouthing off. Before you joined, she'd worn the title of the company’s prodigy like a tiara, lapping up praise and validation. Then you came along. And the crown slipped. No more golden child. No more smartest in the room. The bitterness in her voice wasn’t just loyalty. It was bruised ego, and she wore it like perfume. You locked eyes with her for half a second. Just half. It was all it would have taken to make her eat those words, maybe with a little enamel for seasoning. But not yet. You had better uses in mind for that smug little mouth of hers. You breathed deep, turned without a word, and kept walking. Straight home. [[Back home|chapter_1_page_30]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_living_room.png'>><</addimage>> You were halfway through kicking off your shoes when your phone buzzed with a new message. You glanced at the screen, and a smile tugged at the corner of your mouth. <<message 'lacy'>> Hey you asshole, I heard from <<character 'cassidy'>> that you got exiled to the ass end of nowhere. Is it true? <</message>> The message had that familiar bite. It could only be from <<character 'lacy'>> — your cousin, and more importantly, the only real friend you’d had growing up. You two had always understood each other in a way no one else did. Fellow black sheep. She ditched her family’s expectations just like you did. Instead of bending to her father's pressure to inherit his corporate empire, she launched straight into modeling after college. Now she is one of the top models in the country. Magazine covers, billboard campaigns, celebrity circles. And she didn’t stop there. She’d launched her own fashion label, a cosmetics line, and was well on her way to building a full-blown empire from the ground up. All on her own terms. It was hard not to admire that. <<message 'mc'>> It’s true. How have you been? <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> You know me. Been traveling nonstop the last three months for some international campaign. Just got back last night. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Since you’re trapped out in the middle of nowhere, do you want this goddess to come and whisk you away? <</message>> You hesitated for a second. The idea was tempting, as always. But you weren’t here to be rescued. You were here to climb your way out on your own terms. <<message 'mc'>> No thanks. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Still too proud to accept help, huh? You know you don’t have to act tough with me, right? <</message>> That one hit a little harder than expected. She always knew how to dig under the armor without even trying. <<message 'lacy'>> Enough about your misery. Tell me, how do I look? <<addimage 'chapter_1/lacy_02.jpg'>><</addimage>> <</message>> [[Joke|chapter_1_page_30_lacy_hideous_joke]] [[Compliment her|chapter_1_page_30_lacy_flirty_response]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_joked_about_lacy_picture']=true>> <<message 'mc'>> Hideous. As always. I'm amazed mirrors still work around you. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> 🙄 Still have no idea how to talk to women, huh? I feel sorry for you. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Oh please. You're just mad I don't grovel like the rest of your fanboys. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Fanboys pay to see me. You get this sarcasm for free. You're welcome. 😏 <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Generous as ever. What’s the occasion? Missed me, didn’t you? <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Pfft. I missed bullying you. There’s a difference. <</message>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_31]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_complimented_lacy_picture']=true>> <<message 'mc'>> You look incredible, <<character 'lacy'>>. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Now that you're no longer obsessed with your sister's sidekick, I guess you can see things clearly, huh? I like that. <</message>> For a moment, you didn’t know how to respond. Fortunately, you didn’t have to. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_31]]

<<message 'lacy'>> Anyway, I texted to let you know that I am on my way to your place right now. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> What? Are you serious? <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Of course I am. Just wanted to let you know in advance so you could hide your porno. I don't want any surprise like that one time back in high school. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Ugh. You're never letting that go, are you? I downloaded that movie by accident. It was an honest mistake. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> “Innocent”? Please. It was called Naughty Ninjas 3. I still have trauma. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> In my defense, Naughty Ninjas 1 and 2 had great fight choreography. I thought 3 would be the same! <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Right. Because when I think “cinematic excellence,” I definitely think of masked women wielding nunchucks in lingerie. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> You’ve got to admit—their flexibility was impressive. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> Don’t make me relive it. I still can’t hear the word “katana” without flinching. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> Well, at least I’ve matured since then. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> We’ll see. I swear, if I walk in and find a shrine to Naughty Ninjas 4, I’m turning right back around. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> I couldn't even if I wanted to. They stopped making those after the third one. Also, I only watch straight-up porn now. <</message>> <<message 'lacy'>> God, you're impossible! <</message>> Knocking sound <<message 'lacy'>> Please tell me that was your door I just knocked on and not just a stranger’s who is about to get a very confused supermodel in their face. <</message>> <<message 'mc'>> I'm pretty sure you are at my front door. Hold on, I'm coming. <</message>> You went to the front door and let her in. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_32]]

<<addimage 'chapter_1/lacy_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It's really good to see you, <<character 'lacy'>>. <</dialog>> You stepped forward and hugged her. She hugged you back without a second thought, holding you close with surprising warmth. Her perfume reached you instantly. It was expensive and subtle, the kind of scent that spoke of confidence and style. Even after a long trip, she still smelled like she had just stepped off a magazine cover. The hug lasted longer than expected. It wasn’t just a greeting. It felt like coming home. Memories surfaced without warning. Hot summer days at the lake. Climbing rooftops in the middle of the night. Quiet laughter when the world was asleep. Slap!!! She broke the hug as you were left reeling from the stinging sensation on your ass. You looked at her as if to ask "what the hell was that?" She had an impressed look on her face, as if she were saying "nice ass" with a thumbs-up. <<dialog 'lacy'>> Your face looks way worse than your ass feels, you know that? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Good to know your charm hasn’t aged a day. <</dialog>> She smirked, but there was something softer in her expression. A quiet concern that's been missing in your life a lot lately. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_33]]

<<addimage 'chapter_1/lacy_04.jpg'>><</addimage>> You led her to the couch. She dropped into it like she owned the place, legs wide, zero grace, completely at home. There was a brief silence, one of those quiet pauses where everything felt almost normal. Then, as expected, she broke it. <<dialog 'lacy'>> So, <<character 'cassidy'>> tells me you still dabble in the dark arts in your spare time. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It’s called coding, <<character 'lacy'>>. Not necromancy. <</dialog>> She smirked. <<dialog 'lacy'>> Same difference. <</dialog>> You smiled, which she returned. <<dialog 'lacy'>> So, how did they rope you into this? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It was the deal we came to. They would keep my ass out of jail. In return, I would get into some second-rate college, get a passing grade, and I would work here until I've repaid the debt or my boss tells them that I've "reformed." That way, they get to keep me out of the public eye while their favorite daughter inherits the company. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Could I ask you something? I know you don't like to talk about those years you ran away after your stint at the juvenile detention center, but how did you survive? I mean, weren’t you scared? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It's not like I hate talking about it. It's just... when I do, people get all weird. Like I’m confessing to war crimes. Who am I supposed to tell? My sister? A therapist who moonlights as my parents’ personal informant? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Anyway, I ran into a guy I met in juvie. He took me in, taught me how to survive out there. How to fight. For a while, I worked for him. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Doing what? Please don’t say organ harvesting. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You ever heard of underground fighting tournaments? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> No. Absolutely not. Do not tell me you were out there actually throwing punches for rent money. <</dialog>> She stared at you like you'd just told her you joined a cult. <<dialog 'mc'>> Relax. I wasn’t fighting. Do I look like someone who enjoys concussions? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I designed the betting software. Managed the live streams. Basically turned illegal street brawls into a monetized entertainment ecosystem. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Oh my God. You turned bloodsport into a startup. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You're welcome, capitalism. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> And just so we’re clear, if you ever breathe a word of this to anyone, I will change your Instagram password and post nothing but ugly photos from your childhood. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> You monster. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Speaking of your parents, I never liked them much. Now I am suddenly reminded why. I mean, my parents are no saints, but at least they never tried to screw me over when I decided to go out and find my own way, even if they didn’t support me. But your folks are straight-up evil. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> One word from you and I would take you away from here. You know that, right? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Yeah. But then, I won’t get what I want. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> What do you mean? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I want what should have been mine all along. That chair my sister is being groomed for. <</dialog>> You could tell that <<character 'lacy'>> was taken aback by what you just said. She just sat there dumbfounded. <<dialog 'mc'>> What? You don’t think I can do it? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> It’s not that. It’s just that I’ve never heard you talk with such determination before. It was kind of... hot. <</dialog>> You looked at her and she was blushing. It was kind of odd to see her like this. <<dialog 'mc'>> Anyway, how long are you back for? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> I’m not sure, but I’m thinking of taking a break from modeling. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Did something happen? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Nothing happened. I just lost the passion for it. It feels so monogamous. I just have to figure out what I want for myself. Which reminds me, this place is not so bad as <<character 'cassidy'>> made it out to be. I don’t know what you were complaining about. It's quiet, peaceful. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Then, why don’t you stay here? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> And have you accidentally walk in on me while I change, like you used to do? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Again, like the porno incident, that happened one time, and it was truly an accident. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Maybe I should see if they have some property for sale down the road or something. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Are you serious? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Why not? It will be like in the movies. The young and talented heroine taking a break from city life to rediscover herself. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Yeah. It really won’t be like that. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Why not? If you ask nicely, I’ll let you be the local boy who helps the heroine find her true self. But you have to ask nicely. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Yeah. Nope. I have more than enough on my plate to play babysitter. But you can visit. In fact, I’d really appreciate it if you do. <</dialog>> Though you were joking around seconds ago, there was something in your tone when you said that. <<character 'lacy'>> could sense your loneliness. You were about to backtrack but somebody knocked on your door. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_34]]

<<dialog 'lacy'>> You expecting guests, <<character 'mc'>>? <</dialog>> You looked at the time. It was already 3:45 PM. <<dialog 'mc'>> It's probably the neighbor's daughter. I've been tutoring her. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Really? Fuck. Is your financial situation that bad? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> To be honest, it is bad. But she’s quite smart. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> That’s high praise. Go get the door. I’d like to see her. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Are you sure? I could sneak you out the back. She might recognize you. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> That’s fine. In fact, why don't you introduce me as your girlfriend. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Are you crazy? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> Come on. It could be fun. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Are you crazy? <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_35]]

You opened the door and, as expected, it was indeed <<character 'elsa'>>. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_14.jpg'>><</addimage>> She was about to greet you when her eyes landed on <<character 'lacy'>>, standing casually behind you. Her brows furrowed. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Sorry, but aren't you that... <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_36]]

You decided not to play along with <<character 'lacy'>>'s joke because you didn't want to explain how <<character 'lacy'>> came to be your "girlfriend" when <<character 'elsa'>> was supposed to be studying. <<dialog 'mc'>> <<character 'elsa'>>, this is my best friend, <<character 'lacy'>>. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> <<character 'lacy'>>, this is... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'lacy'>> This must be the cute neighbor girl you told me so much about. I can see why you won't shut up about her. She is so pretty. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Fuck! <</dialog>> You didn’t even dare look at <<character 'elsa'>> out of sheer embarrassment. But you could see <<character 'lacy'>> smiling from ear to ear. <<addimage 'chapter_1/lacy_01.jpg'>><</addimage>> But she wasn’t done yet. She walked right over to <<character 'elsa'>> and grabbed her hands. <<dialog 'lacy'>> I’m <<character 'lacy'>>. You might recognize me from some of the advertisements on TV. <</dialog>> You could see <<character 'elsa'>> struggling to process what she was hearing. <<dialog 'lacy'>> You know, you’re a really lucky girl. I’ve pined over him for years, but he never even gave me the time of day. <</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> began to blush all of a sudden. <<dialog 'lacy'>> I’d love to stay and talk, but I have a meeting to get to. <</dialog>> Holding back her grin, <<character 'lacy'>> turned and left, leaving you and <<character 'elsa'>> equally stunned and confused. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_37]]

You looked at <<character 'elsa'>>. From the expression on her face, it was clear she had questions, plenty of them, about what had just happened. <<dialog 'mc'>> Before you ask, yes. That was the same <<character 'lacy'>> you see on TV. No, there is nothing going on between us. Aside from the fact that she’s my best friend and a distant cousin, everything she said was a lie. Okay? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> O... Okay. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Good. Let’s get to studying. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_38]]

<<character 'elsa'>> and you went over her lessons for the day. Every now and then she gave you a strange look, as if she still couldn't believe that <<character 'lacy'>>, someone she’d only ever seen on screens and posters, was somehow connected to you—not just as an acquaintance, but as your best friend. Or maybe something more. <<dialog 'mc'>> What? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> Nothing. It's just that I had no idea you had friends in such high places. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> To be fair, I have one friend in a high place. Now go back to studying. <</dialog>> She nodded and focused again, reading through her notes for a while. <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_agreed_to_help_elsa_with_her_crush']>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> Let's stop here. I have some doubts in the book you gave me. <</dialog>> [[After your lessons are done (Gentle)|chapter_1_page_38_mc_gentle_with_elsa]] [[After your lessons are done (Strict)|chapter_1_page_38_mc_strict_with_elsa]] <<else>> [[Continue|chapter_1_age_39]] <</if>>

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_gently_told_elsa_to_focus_on_study_before_discussing_other_things']=true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Let's focus on your studies first, <<character 'elsa'>>. I promise we’ll talk about your questions after we’re done with the lesson, okay? <</dialog>> She gave a small nod, clearly holding back more curiosity. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Alright… fine. <</dialog>> The rest of the session passed with quiet focus. She was more attentive than usual, clearly motivated by the promise of a later discussion. After a while, she closed her book with a soft thud. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Okay, now can we talk? <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_38_mc_help_with_elsas_crush]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> We're not getting distracted, <<character 'elsa'>>. Finish your work first. After that, if you still have questions, we’ll go through them. One thing at a time. <</dialog>> She frowned a little but didn’t argue. It was obvious she was dying to talk, but your tone made it clear this wasn’t up for debate. With a sigh and a little dramatic eye-roll, she returned to the lesson. Her attention stayed sharp this time, her writing quick and clean, her answers more confident. By the time the session ended, she stretched her arms and leaned back, a smug expression on her face like she’d just run a marathon. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Okay. I did everything. Now let's talk. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_38_mc_help_with_elsas_crush]]

<<character 'elsa'>> packed up her books, slipping them neatly into her bag. She looked more confident than she did when the lesson began, even if just a little. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Thanks... for everything. I’ll see you next time, okay? <</dialog>> She rolled her eyes playfully. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Yes, sir. <</dialog>> With that, she headed toward the door. You watched as she slipped out, the soft click of the door behind her leaving the room in quiet. [[Continue|chaper_1_page_40]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_and_elsa_discussed_one_third_of_the_erotica']=true>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> I read about a third of the book. The heroine was described as plain at first… but then the two best boys in college, the jock and the genius, both fall head over heels for her. <</dialog>> She frowned slightly, flipping through her notes. <<dialog 'elsa'>> There were prettier girls in that college. Girls everyone kept saying were more attractive. But later on, both heroes described her like she was the most incredible thing they’d ever seen. <</dialog>> She looked up at you with a puzzled expression. <<dialog 'elsa'>> How can someone be described as plain... and then suddenly seen as irresistible? Isn’t that kind of contradictory? <</dialog>> You could tell she wasn’t just asking about the book. [[Because beauty is subjective|chapter_1_elsa_crush_lession_beauty_subjective]] [[Because her body was so alluring..|chapter_1_elsa_crush_lesson_body_alluring]]

You caught the question in her eyes before she spoke. This wasn’t just about the book. It was personal. <<dialog 'mc'>> Let me guess. You’re wondering how someone described as plain ends up with the two most desirable guys in college, right? <</dialog>> She nodded quietly. <<dialog 'mc'>> Here’s the thing, beauty isn’t just about looks. It’s different for everyone. Some people are drawn to confidence, others to kindness, or how someone makes them feel. The heroine in the book? Maybe she wasn’t flashy to everyone, but to those two guys, she was unforgettable. <</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> looked down, twisting a pen between her fingers. <<dialog 'elsa'>> But she was still described as having an amazing body. That’s... not really me. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That’s okay. You don’t have to fit one mold to be attractive. Being petite is just another kind of beautiful. What really matters is who you are, your energy, your smile, the way you carry yourself. That’s what sticks with people. <</dialog>> She met your gaze, hesitation mixed with hope. <<dialog 'elsa'>> You really think so? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Yes. Sex appeal is something we can work on improving. After all, there is no chance a guy won't fall for that if you do it right. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_elsa_crush_improve_sex_apeal]]

You leaned forward, noticing the way <<character 'elsa'>> avoided your eyes after she asked. This wasn't just about the heroine. She was comparing herself. <<dialog 'mc'>> You caught that, huh? <</dialog>> She gave a faint nod. <<dialog 'mc'>> It’s not really a contradiction. In the initial description, her face was described as plain. Later on, her figure was described as a perfect hourglass body. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> So, you're saying the heroes fell for her big curves and her perfect body? Isn't that a little shallow? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It is a little shallow, yeah. But it happens more than you think. A nice body for a man or for a woman, is a kind of blessing. It opens doors. Turns heads. Makes people forgive flaws they wouldn’t otherwise blink past. <</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>>’s arms folded tight under her chest, almost defensive, and she looked down at herself. You watched her eyes travel, lips tightening. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Well, guess I’m out of luck then. I’ve got a... petite figure. Like, aggressively average. Nobody's drooling over this. <</dialog>> You leaned back, letting your gaze sweep over her carefully, deliberately. Petite, yes. But tight. Compact. Subtle curves in just the right places. She had that lithe grace that turned heads when it moved. <<dialog 'mc'>> Hot bodies aren’t everything, <<character 'elsa'>>. A girl can have the most eye-catching curves in the world and still be about as sexy as a wet sock. It’s not just what you have, it’s how you carry it. Sex appeal? That’s attitude. That’s presence. <</dialog>> She tilted her head, eyebrows pulling together, curious now. Your words had hooked something behind her guarded look. <<dialog 'mc'>> More importantly, sex appeal is something we can work on improving. After all, there is no chance a guy won't fall for that if you do it right. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_elsa_crush_improve_sex_apeal]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Let's continue from where we stopped the last time. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> You basically reeled back when I touched you. So, this time, I'll have you take the lead. Go on, touch me gently. Make me realize with your touch that you want me. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> I didn’t reel back… <</dialog>> She said it low, almost to herself. Her eyes flicked up to yours, then away, then back again, uncertain but locked in now. You stayed still, hands resting, body open, waiting. Letting her decide. Her fingers moved slowly at first, tentative. She reached toward your shoulder, hovered there just a whisper of heat between skin, and then let her fingertips settle. Light. Testing. Her touch slid down your arm, barely more than a breath. You could feel her hesitation, but underneath that, something warmer. Curious. Wanting. <<dialog 'elsa'>> Like this? <</dialog>> The pads of her fingers traced a line from your wrist to your elbow, deliberate now, and when she reached your hand, she didn’t stop. Her fingers laced with yours, soft and tight all at once. Her voice came again, hushed but steady: <<dialog 'elsa'>> I’m not good at this... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> That was better than I expected. <</dialog>> A smile formed on her face, which she failed to hide from you. [[Ask permission to touch her face|chapter_1_page_38_mc_asks_permission_to_touch_elsas_face]] [[Touch her face|chapter_1_page_38_mc_touch_elsas_face_without_asking_permission]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Can I? May I touch your face? <</dialog>> <<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_asked_permission_before_touching_elsas_face']=true>> <<character 'elsa'>>’s eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and uncertainty, then she slowly nodded. <<dialog 'mc'>> Thank you. <</dialog>> You gently cupped her cheek, your thumb tracing soft circles. Her skin was warm and real, the tension between you easing just a little. Then you leaned in slowly, brushing your lips softly against hers. At first, <<character 'elsa'>> froze, stunned by the sudden closeness. But then her eyes fluttered closed and she melted into the kiss, her hands finding their way to your chest. After a moment, she pulled back gently, breathless. <<dialog 'elsa'>> I... wasn’t expecting that. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_38_mc_help_with_elsas_crush_2]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_asked_permission_before_touching_elsas_face']=false>> You didn’t wait for permission. Your hand moved forward, resting lightly on her cheek. <<character 'elsa'>>’s breath hitched slightly, her eyes widening for just a moment. But she didn’t pull away. You leaned in, pressing your lips softly to hers. For a moment, <<character 'elsa'>> was stunned, frozen in place. Then her body relaxed, and she deepened the kiss, her fingers tangling in your shirt. After a few breaths, she pulled away, her cheeks flushed. <<dialog 'elsa'>> That was... unexpected. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_38_mc_help_with_elsas_crush_2]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_kissed_elsa']=true>> <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_got_elsa_to_admit_she_never_kissed_a_guy']>> You realized you just stole her first kiss. Maybe that was a little impulsive. <<dialog 'mc'>> Sorry for stealing your first kiss. Didn’t mean to rush you. Anyway, let’s not get distracted. We’ve got work to do if you want to win over that guy. <</dialog>> <<else>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Sorry for kissing you out of nowhere. I got carried away. <</dialog>> <</if>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> I’m still trying to understand what just happened. It caught me off guard... more than I expected. <</dialog>> You could tell that she was shocked by what just happened and that she was trying to process it. <<dialog 'mc'>> Well, at least now it counts as practice. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> But seriously, don’t let it throw you off. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> Yeah... I guess. <</dialog>> <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_gave_erotica_to_elsa']>> <<dialog 'mc'>> How about we discuss the book? <</dialog>> [[Discuss the book you gave her|chapter_1_page_38_mc_elsa_erotica_discussion]] <<else>> <<dialog 'mc'>> How about we continue? <</dialog>> [[Discuss the book you gave her|chapter_1_page_38_mc_elsa_continue]] <</if>>

On to the next step. An important one. If you really want to change how guys see you… then we start from the ground up. Posture, voice, body language. She stared at you for a second. Unsure what you are going on about. <<dialog 'mc'>> I'm talking about your sex appeal. <</dialog>> She was guarded, still wary but intrigued. That flush on her cheeks? That wasn’t just embarrassment. <<dialog 'elsa'>> So what, you're gonna... train me? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Train you. Shape you. Mold you into something that'll have heads turning and tongues tied in knots. If that’s what you want. <</dialog>> You let your fingers tap once on the table, measured, deliberate. <<dialog 'mc'>> First lesson? Confidence isn't loud. It's not brash. It's intentional. Every move has weight. Every glance has meaning. Like this.. <</dialog>> You reached across the space slowly, gently, just brushing your fingertips along the side of her jaw, not quite touching the lips but close enough her breath hitched. Her pulse jumped in her throat. <<dialog 'mc'>> You don’t have to bare skin to make someone imagine peeling it off. You just need to know how to make them want. <</dialog>> She didn’t move. She didn’t speak. But her tongue darted to wet her bottom lip, and she leaned just slightly into the touch. Not consciously, maybe but the body doesn’t lie. <<dialog 'mc'>> We’ll work on your walk. The way you talk. What you wear, how you stand. And maybe, just maybe, how to use that sweet, little body like a fucking weapon. <</dialog>> The corner of her mouth twitched. Not a smile. But close. <<dialog 'elsa'>> You're serious. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Dead serious. You want to change how they see you? Let me help. But once we start, there's no halfway. You’ll feel them watching you. Wanting you. And once you feel that power… <</dialog>> You leaned in, voice lowering to a murmur against her ear. <<dialog 'mc'>> ...you won't want to go back. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_elsa_crush_improve_sex_apeal_1]]

If you're serious… if you really want to change how guys see you… then we start from the ground up. Posture, voice, body language. You’ve got the raw material, <<character 'elsa'>>. You just don’t know how to use it yet. Her arms relaxed slightly. She was still guarded, still wary but intrigued. That flush on her cheeks? That wasn’t just embarrassment. <<dialog 'elsa'>> So what, you're going to... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Train you. Shape you. Mold you into something that'll have heads turning and tongues tied in knots. If that’s what you want. <</dialog>> You let your fingers tap once on the table, measured, deliberate. <<dialog 'mc'>> First lesson? Confidence isn't loud. It's not brash. It's intentional. Every move has weight. Every glance has meaning. Like this.. <</dialog>> You reached across the space slowly, gently, just brushing your fingertips along the side of her jaw, not quite touching the lips but close enough her breath hitched. Her pulse jumped in her throat. <<dialog 'mc'>> You don’t have to bare skin to make someone imagine peeling it off. You just need to know how to make them want. <</dialog>> She didn’t move. She didn’t speak. But her tongue darted to wet her bottom lip, and she leaned just slightly into the touch. Not consciously, maybe but the body doesn’t lie. <<dialog 'mc'>> We’ll work on your walk. The way you talk. What you wear, how you stand. And maybe, just maybe, how to use that sweet, little body like a fucking weapon. <</dialog>> The corner of her mouth twitched. Not a smile. But close. <<dialog 'elsa'>> You're serious. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Dead serious. You want to change how they see you? Let me help. But once we start, there's no halfway. You’ll feel them watching you. Wanting you. And once you feel that power… <</dialog>> You leaned in, voice lowering to a murmur against her ear. <<dialog 'mc'>> ...you won't want to go back. <</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_elsa_crush_improve_sex_apeal_1]]

She didn’t pull away. Not even when your breath brushed the shell of her ear. Her arms were still folded, but now it felt more like she was holding something in. The tension, excitement, nerves. All useful things, if you knew how to turn the dial. You leaned back just far enough to see her eyes again. <<dialog 'mc'>> You’re not a little girl, <<character 'elsa'>>. So stop hiding behind the idea that being “average” makes you invisible. You just haven’t learned how to make people see you yet. Really see you. <</dialog>> You reached out, slower this time, and let the back of your knuckles skim the inside of her wrist. A light, grazing touch. Almost innocent. Almost. <<dialog 'mc'>> Let’s try something. Just stand up. <</dialog>> She blinked, hesitant. Then rose. A little unsure, shifting her weight from foot to foot, waiting for some kind of instruction. You didn’t rush. You let your eyes travel again. Shoulders, waist, hips. Yeah. There was plenty to work with. <<dialog 'mc'>> Feet shoulder-width. Now pull your shoulders back. Chin up. That’s it. You’re not apologizing for taking up space. You’re owning it. <</dialog>> She tried, posture tightening. Still a hint of shyness in her stance, but her eyes were different now,watching you, waiting. <<dialog 'mc'>> Now walk. Just to the wall and back. But imagine every step has someone’s eyes glued to your ass. Not because it’s big, but because you’re daring them not to look. <</dialog>> She gave a half-laugh, but she walked. Slow. Unsure at first. But hips started to sway. The movement wasn’t exaggerated,but it whispered. Confidence brewing beneath the surface. Something coiled. Something waking. When she turned, her eyes flicked up to meet yours. A spark there now. You stepped in close when she returned, catching her wrist again. Turning her palm up. <<dialog 'mc'>> You feel that? That little heat running through you? <</dialog>> She gave a faint nod. <<dialog 'mc'>> That’s power. It starts small. But we can make it burn. I’ll teach you where to touch. What to say. How to smile without giving everything away… just enough to make them ache. <</dialog>> Your thumb dragged slowly along her palm, tracing the soft line there—intimate, suggestive. <<dialog 'mc'>> Next time you walk into a room, I want you to imagine what it feels like to be wanted by every single person in it. Because that's what we're building. Not just beauty. Control. <</dialog>> She swallowed. Chest rising. Those soft, "aggressively petite" features of hers looked anything but now,flushed cheeks, parted lips, eyes locked on yours with a kind of helpless curiosity. <<dialog 'elsa'>> And you're really going to... show me how to do all of that? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Every step of the way. And I’m not going to stop until you’re looking in the mirror and realizing that sweet, innocent <<character 'elsa'>> is gone and in her place is someone dangerous. <</dialog>> You leaned in, voice velvet now,low, hot. <<dialog 'mc'>> Someone who knows exactly how to get what she wants… and how to make them beg to give it to her. <</dialog>> <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_gave_erotica_to_elsa']==true>> [[Push further|chapter_1_elsa_crush_improve_sex_apeal_push_further]] <<else>> <<disabledlink "Push further">> <</if>> [[Next step|chapter_1_elsa_crush_improve_sex_apeal_2]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_guided_elsa_to_touch_her_body']=true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Touch is everything. It's the difference between 'cute' and 'fuck-me-now.' You want to learn how to be sexy? Then you start with knowing how to touch yourself first. <</dialog>> Her eyes widened slightly, not in horror, not anymore. Surprise, yes. But behind it, that same flicker: interest. Uncertainty dressed in curiosity’s clothing. You stepped around behind her, close enough your chest just barely grazed her back. Then your hand came up, palm open, hovering in the air. <<dialog 'mc'>> I’ll guide. You follow. <</dialog>> You reached for her wrist, slow and steady, lifting her arm. Positioning her hand just beneath her collarbone. <<dialog 'mc'>> Start here. Feel your skin. Not like you’re scrubbing in the shower, like it’s the first time you’ve ever touched yourself. Light. Curious. <</dialog>> Her fingers brushed skin. You saw her shiver. But she didn’t stop. <<dialog 'mc'>> Good. Now... slide down. Just over your breast. Don’t squeeze. Not yet. Just trace. Learn what your own body feels like. How your shape moves under your fingers. <</dialog>> You reached again, this time touching her, guiding her palm lower, over the gentle swell of her chest. Her breath hitched. Her lips parted. <<dialog 'mc'>> See? Not much there? Doesn’t matter. It’s not about size. It’s about what your fingers say when they move. And yours? <</dialog>> You leaned in, whispering right into her ear. <<dialog 'mc'>> They're starting to say things worth listening to. <</dialog>> Her hand paused just above the curve of her waist. You moved yours over hers, pressing lightly, guiding her palm down. <<dialog 'mc'>> Follow the shape. Waist, hips, thighs. Let yourself feel where you dip in, where you curve out. Get familiar. Because you’re going to learn how to make other people obsessed with tracing that same path. <</dialog>> She let out the barest breath of a sound. Half sigh, half gasp. Her thighs shifted. Her hand now moving with more intent, slower, smoother. <<dialog 'mc'>> That's it. You're not hiding anymore. You're waking up. And you’re going to be ruthless with it. <</dialog>> Her breath trembled,soft, broken, real. You felt her lean back into you ever so slightly, her body caught between curiosity and hunger, hands still gliding along her own frame as if every motion sparked something new behind her eyes. Her fingers had just started dipping beneath the edge of her shirt, just skimming bare skin at her hip when you took a sudden step back. Cool air rushed in where your warmth had been. <<character 'elsa'>> froze. <<dialog 'mc'>> That’s enough. <</dialog>> You said it low, firm and decisive. Her hand stilled over her stomach, unsure. Her eyes snapped over her shoulder, searching yours, lips parted. [[Next step|chapter_1_elsa_crush_improve_sex_apeal_2]]

<<dialog 'mc'>>Now, you ready for the next step? <</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> nodded. <<dialog 'mc'>> Texting is your silent weapon. It’s not just words,it’s timing. It’s teasing. It’s making him wait just long enough to wonder about you. <</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> blinked, still catching her breath from before, but her fingers twitched toward her phone like she was already imagining it. <<dialog 'mc'>> Rule one: Never answer right away. Even if you’re staring at the screen. Even if you want to. You let it sit, not initially of course. But, a minute, 5 minutes, and even more when he's being needy. <</dialog>> She bit her lip, hesitating. <<dialog 'elsa'>> But… what if he thinks I’m ignoring him? <</dialog>> You smirked. <<dialog 'mc'>> Good. Let him. A little uncertainty makes you interesting. The right guy won’t run, he’ll double down. <</dialog>> You snatched her phone from her pocket before she could react, holding it just out of reach. <<dialog 'mc'>> Rule two: Short answers. Mysterious. Playful. Never give him the whole story at once. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Last rule: Always leave him wanting more. You don’t text goodnight. You don’t explain where you’re going. You vanish right when it’s getting good. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Now let’s talk about the real game-changer: pictures. Not the polished, fake-perfect shit. The kind that gets under his skin. <</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> stiffened, her fingers tightening around her phone like it might bite her. <<dialog 'elsa'>> I don’t...I mean, I’m not the kind of girl who just… sends things. <</dialog>> You stepped closer, voice dropping to a challenge. <<dialog 'mc'>> Exactly. That’s why you lose. You think it’s about looking ready? No. It’s about looking real. A bite of your lip when you’re half-asleep. Your hair messy from the shower. The way your shirt slips off one shoulder when you’re not trying. You use these to tell him something. And he is always listening. <</dialog>> [[Tell Her you will text her|chapter_1_elsa_crush_mc_tells_he_will_text_elsa]] [[End Lesson|chapter_1_age_39]]

It was time to get on with the rest of your day. by that, <<addimage 'misc/mc_home_desktop.png'>><</addimage>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_put_spyware_on_blairs_laptop"]>> [[Check the spyware|chapter_1_page_40_blair_spyware_updates_2]] updates on <<character 'blair'>> <</if>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_sent_spyware_to_eva_with_blairs_files"]>> [[Check the spyware|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2]] updates on <<character 'eva'>> <</if>> <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_sent_spyware_to_dani"]>> [[Check the spyware|chapter_1_page_40_dani_spyware_updates_1]] updates on <<character 'dani'>> <</if>> -No further data found. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_42]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_tells_he_will_text_elsa_randomly']=true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Give me your phone. <</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> hesitated for half a second before obeying. You programmed your number in with deliberate strokes, then tossed it back to her. <<dialog 'mc'>> I'll text you when I feel like it. Tonight. Tomorrow. 3 AM. Whenever the fuck I want. <</dialog>> Her fingers tightened around the device as if it might vibrate any second. <<dialog 'mc'>> And when I do? In this case, we'll skip rule one. You answer right away. <</dialog>> You stepped into her space, watching her breath quicken. <<dialog 'mc'>> Because this isn't about cute little games anymore. This is me showing you exactly how a man thinks when he wants something. <</dialog>> A beat. Letting the implication hang. <<dialog 'mc'>> The question is - will you be smart enough to learn? <</dialog>> Her lips parted slightly, but no protest came. Just the faintest nod. <<dialog 'mc'>> Good girl. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Sleep with your phone on. <</dialog>> While she steadied herself, you decided to end the lessons for today. [[End Lesson|chapter_1_age_39]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_checked_blairs_spyware_update_2"]=true>> You opened the latest spyware sync for <<character 'blair'>>'s laptop. All you found interesting was a bathroom photo of her. <<addimage 'chapter_1/blair_04.jpg'>><</addimage>> [[Go Back|chaper_1_page_40]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_checked_evas_spyware_update_2"]=true>> You opened the latest spyware sync for <<character 'eva'>>. Your program filtered through the relevant files and details. The algorithm highlighted multiple relevant activities: - 3:47 AM search: "What to do if I had a fight with my husband" - Repeated visits to your shared forum More Than a Mother <<dialog 'mc'>> Interesting... <</dialog>> You check the forum and see that she is online. [[Send direct message to her|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2private_message_1]]

<<set $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_checked_danis_spyware_update_1"]=true>>You opened the latest spyware sync for <<character 'dani'>>'s laptop. After sorting through the junk, the only thing to show up was some search history. The search history was mostly harmless; music lyrics, workout tips, a few late-night takeout menus. But then came a string of more… curious entries: "how to seduce without catching feelings" "power dynamics in office relationships psychology" "how to tell if your coworker is emotionally weak" "how to get someone obsessed with you" "spotting desperation in workplace rivals" "is emotional manipulation illegal if consensual" After seeing those, you weren't sure whether to laugh or cry. <<if $storyflags["chapter_1_mc_raised_stakes_in_bet_with_dani_about_affair_with_keisha"]==true>> You continued scrolling further down her history.. "best lowjob tips" “best blowjobs techniques to drive him crazy” <<dialog 'mc'>>What the fuck! She even does research on these things? I guess she is not ready to give up on me yet. That's... good to know. <</dialog>> <</if>> [[Go Back|chaper_1_page_40]]

<<forum_message 'mc'>> Good evening. How was your day? And I mean how was your day really, not the "fine" we tell everyone. <</forum_message>> You waited for about 30 seconds before she responded. <<forum_message 'eva'>> You have no idea how much it means that someone actually asks. My husband texted three times today, all about whether I’d picked up his dry cleaning. How was yours? (And please say something interesting, I’m desperate for adult conversation that isn’t about chores.) <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Damn! I guess she had a really boring day. <</dialog>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Something... odd happened today. The new junior associate, early 20s, all sharp suits and nervous energy, lingered after the budget meeting. He asked if I needed help with the quarterly reports. Normal enough, except how his knuckles grazed my wrist when handing me the folder, the way he paused before leaving like he was about to say something, and the way he was suddenly everywhere — break room, elevator, parking garage. Am I imagining the things? Or is he testing boundaries? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> If he’s acting inappropriately, you should report it. Even if it seems harmless now, that’s how boundaries get tested and crossed. You don’t owe anyone your comfort. Especially not someone who can’t control theirs around you. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That's colder than usual. <</dialog>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> You’re not wrong. But part of me keeps thinking if I report it, that’s his job, his reputation, possibly his whole damn trajectory ruined over a vibe, a maybe. I don’t know. That just doesn’t sit right with me. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> I guess you have a point. Fuck! I couldn't think straight. Thinking back, you are right. Still, if he crosses a line, what happens then? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> I’ve been stuck on the same question. What if he’d actually said something? Not just brushed my hand or lingered in the hallway but looked me in the eye and said, "I want you." What would I have done? The adult thing? The safe thing? Here's the worst part, the part I haven’t said out loud. There was a moment when I wanted him to. Not because I like him, not because I’m reckless, but because I’m so fucking tired of being invisible. And I hate that. I hate how fast that need flares up, how I wanted it, even if it would’ve ruined everything. So no, I don’t know what I’d do. But I know what part of me wanted. And that’s the part I can’t look at in the mirror. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Hey... That hit hard because I know exactly what you mean. It’s not about the guy. It’s about you. The things you want. It messes with your head. Makes you feel like maybe you don’t deserve more. Like wanting it is somehow shameful. But it’s not. You’re definitely not alone. We all have that part we don’t look at. That shadow version of us that wants to say “fuck it” and just feel. I see you. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>> She’s not judging. She’s relating. <</dialog>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Have you ever had a moment like that? Where you wanted something you knew was complicated or maybe even wrong? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Honestly? The office here is almost all women. There’s just one guy in the whole department, and he mostly keeps to himself. So, I can't tell you that I have. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Oh, he flirts all the time, just messing around, nothing serious. It’s kind of his thing, keeps the mood light around here. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> He sounds like he likes to keep things light, but do you ever wonder what it’d be like if the mood shifted just a bit? Sometimes a little more than flirting can feel... tempting, even if it’s risky. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Hmm, I suppose sometimes curiosity gets the better of me. Not sure where those thoughts lead, but they’re there. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Are you talking about your colleague? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> I guess it would be a lie if I say that I never had such thoughts about him. I'm a woman too you know. <</forum_message>> [[Ask more|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2private_message_1_more_about_evas_colleague]] [[Don't over step|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2_mc_does_not_ask_more_about_evas_colleague]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_found_out_eva_wants_most_is_to_be_a_mother']=true>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> So... what is he like, really? Is it just harmless flirting, or is there something beneath the surface? Does it ever feel like there’s something unsaid between you two? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> He’s charming in a way that’s almost effortless, you know? That easy smile, the quick jokes. But yeah, sometimes it feels like there’s a little more tension than just casual office banter. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>>What the fuck! She's talking about me.<</dialog>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Sounds like a dangerous game of “what if.” Do you think you’d ever want to find out? Or does the risk outweigh the reward? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> I’m not sure yet. It’s tempting... but I’m also scared of what it could mean. Sometimes the thought alone is enough to shake things up inside me. <</forum_message>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2private_message_2]]

<<forum_message 'mc'>> I get it. Sometimes it’s better not to poke the fire. If you want to keep things light and safe, that’s perfectly okay too. No pressure to explore anything you’re not comfortable with. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Thanks for saying that. It’s nice to have someone understand that sometimes, “just friends” is exactly where I want to stay. I’m glad I can be honest here without feeling judged. <</forum_message>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2private_message_2]]

<<forum_message 'eva'>> How about we talk about something else? I could use a break from all this heavy stuff. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> I agree. We did get sidetracked a bit. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Alright, lighter topic: On my commute today, I saw a pregnant woman waiting at the bus stop. For a moment, I caught myself wishing it was me instead. Weird, huh? To be honest, nothing light comes to mind. It's just, I feel like I'm trapped more and more each day. And honestly... the few minutes we spent talking about our colleague were the only moments of happiness I had today. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> I get what you mean… about feeling trapped. Those fleeting moments, even if they're messy or complicated, can feel like the only thing reminding you you’re still alive somehow. I’m really glad we talk, even if it gets heavy. It’s the only part of my day that feels like it’s mine. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> I think I’ve made up my mind, at least partly. I’m not going to shut him out completely. If there’s something there, I want to be open to it. I’ve been closed off for too long and maybe I’m ready to feel something again. Not saying I’ll do anything reckless, but I won’t pretend I don’t feel it anymore. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> I won’t tell you not to. I know what it’s like to crave that connection, that spark. But just… promise me you’ll think it through. Not just what it feels like in the moment, but what it could mean after. I couldn’t stop you even if I wanted to, but I don’t want to see you hurt. Don’t do something you’ll regret. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> And what if I don’t regret it? What if, by some chance, it turns into something real? Something I’ve been needing without even realizing it? What if I’ve been so afraid of consequences I’ve been missing out on the one thing that could change everything? <</forum_message>> [[Gaslight her|chapter_1_page_40_mc_gaslights_eva_using_husband]] [[Continue|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2private_message_3]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_gaslights_eva_using_blaming_mcsfake_husband_for_not_being_pregnant']=true>> <<forum_message 'mc'>> Lately, I’ve been thinking about it more and more—how badly I want to be a mother. It’s this quiet ache that never really goes away. And it hurts knowing that with my husband, it might never happen. We’ve tried, but the doctors haven’t been hopeful. His chances are… barely there. So when someone makes me feel something again, like I matter, like I’m still wanted, it stirs something in me. Makes me wonder what life could’ve looked like if things were different… or if I let them be different. Maybe that makes me the villain. But it’s the truth I keep circling back to. <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> That’s not being a villain. That’s being human. Longing for something real and feeling trapped when it’s just out of reach—I get that more than I’d like to admit. But it’s still a dangerous place to be when your heart starts drifting toward what feels possible instead of what’s safe. Just… promise me you won’t lose yourself trying to fill that ache. <</forum_message>> <<dialog 'mc'>>That should do it<</dialog>> [[Continue|chapter_1_page_40_eva_spyware_updates_2private_message_3]]

<<forum_message 'mc'>> I hear you. I promise I’ll be careful. I’m not looking to blow up my life overnight. But I am going to stop pretending nothing’s there. If something happens… I’ll tell you. You’ll be the first to know. Deal? <</forum_message>> <<forum_message 'eva'>> Deal. Just… don’t let it consume you. And if things get messy, I’m here. You don’t have to go through it alone. We’ve both been too alone for too long. <</forum_message>> After that, she went offline. So, you did too. [[Go Back|chaper_1_page_40]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_bedroom_night.png'>><</addimage>> Having nothing else to do, you went straight to bed and crashed. [[[Next Morning|chapter_1_page_43]]

<<addimage 'misc/mc_bedroom.png'>><</addimage>> You woke to sunlight slipping through the thin blinds, gilding the edges of the room like molten glass poured slow over the furniture. The ceiling fan spun above him with a faint rattle, one blade out of alignment, casting soft flickering shadows over his face. Sheets clung to his legs, tangled halfway down his thighs from sleep-sweat and the restless kicking of dreams already dissolving. It was Saturday. No work. Nothing planned. (Phone Buzzing) You looked at it and it was <<character 'keisha'>>. You picked up. <<phone 'keisha'>> You're up. Good. Are you free today? <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> I might be. <</phone>> <<phone 'keisha'>> Remember that thing <<character 'ronald'>> mentioned a few days ago? The lunch invite? <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> Yeah. I figured he forgot. <</phone>> <<phone 'keisha'>> He didn’t. It’s happening. What do you say to tomorrow, noon? <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> Depends. What will you be wearing? <</phone>> <<phone 'keisha'>> About that. Don't get your hopes up. His sister is here with us. So no funny business, okay? We have to behave no matter how much we don't want to. <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> I make no such promises. But I'll try. but you will make it up to me, later. <</phone>> <<phone 'keisha'>> You are impossible! <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> Is that a no I hear? <</phone>> <<phone 'keisha'>> Of course not. <</phone>> <<phone 'mc'>> Good girl. Since it’s morning and everything, and I’m lying here thinking about how tight you were last time I had you bent over your your office chair... How about you send me something to start my day right? <</phone>> She didn't say anything. but you knew that was because she was doing as she was told. <<phone 'keisha'>> Good thing I was already in the shower 💋 <<addimage 'chapter_1/keisha_05.jpg'>><</addimage>> <</phone>> Then you disconnected the phone. <<dialog 'mc'>>Now I'm kind of sad I wont get to have any fun with her today. <</dialog>> And just like that, you had something to look forward to tomorrow. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_44]]

<<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_tells_he_will_text_elsa_randomly']>> To pass the time, you were about to check the spyware logs to see if anything needs your attention when you heard a visitor knocking on the door. It was <<character 'elsa'>>, which surprised you because you had no tutoring session on Saturdays. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_19.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Looking good, <<character 'elsa'>>. You look really good in that out fit.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> After our last session, I thought about what you said and decided that you were right. I needed to change the way I carried myself if I were to have a chance at asking him out. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I am glad you did. By the way <<character 'elsa'>>, Did we have a tutoring session planned that I forgot?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>>No, it's... you told me you'd text me. About.. you know... You promised you'd help, remember? But then I waited all night and nothing...<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Oh crap! I totally forgot about that. <</dialog>> [[Bluff your way out of it|chapter_1_page_44_mc_bluffs_to_elsa_about_forgetting_to_text_her]] [[Apologize|chapter_1_page_44_mc_apologizes_to_elsa_about_forgetting_to_text_her]] <<else>> You decided to spend the time you had until noon on your computer, looking through the spyware logs to see if anything needs improving. you worked on it for a couple of hours before you got bored. and decided to head to the living room. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_45]] <</if>>

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_bluffs_to_elsa_about_forgetting_to_text_her']=true>> <<dialog 'mc'>> I didn’t forget, <<character 'elsa'>>. I *wanted* you thinking about me all night. Call it a lesson. Step one in getting into someone’s head, right? How’d it feel? Not knowing? Wondering if I’d text? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> ...That’s messed up. I mean... it did kind of work. I kept checking my phone. I was even thinking what I'd say if you finally did... <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Obsession starts with a little uncertainty. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> You’re seriously twisted sometimes... you know that? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> It's all part of the game, <<character 'elsa'>>. <</dialog>> [[How about we continue the lessons|chapter_1_page_44_mc_helping_elsa_page_1]]

<<dialog 'mc'>> Ah, shit... <<character 'elsa'>>, I really did forget.That’s on me. I got caught up in something and it slipped my mind. You trusted me to help, and I left you hanging. I’m sorry. Really. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> ...Okay. I was kinda mad, yeah, but... I guess I wanted it more than I thought. The whole... plan. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> We’ll get back on track today. You’re not doing this alone, alright? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'elsa'>> I know that. I am grateful you're helping me at all. <</dialog>> [[How about we continue the lessons|chapter_1_page_44_mc_helping_elsa_page_1]]

Since you had the rest of the day with pretty much nothing to do, you decided to check if your favourite tenant was home. And fortunately for you, she was. <<addimage 'chapter_1/moka_02.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'moka'>> What's up?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Nothing. Just wanted to take a peek at you.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>>Is that so? Let me help you out.<</dialog>> The next second, her top came off like it was magic and she even managed to give you a god view of her glorious ass. <<addimage 'chapter_1/moka_03.jpg'>><</addimage>> <<dialog 'moka'>>There. Are you satisfied?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>Have I ever told you that you are the best tenant ever?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>>(smiles)Alright. Enough games. What's up really?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I remember you saying you had connections that could get stuff. I was looking for something to get through the day.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> I'm glad you asked. There's this new thing on the market. It's called NZT-69. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>What's that?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Well, In the most simplest of terms, it gives you dreams of the sexy kind. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>What does that mean?<</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> It means… when you pop one of these pills, your brain takes the deepest, filthiest cravings you've been suppressing, whether you realize it or not, and turns them into a full-body experience. It's not just a dream. You feel everything. Sounds, touch, taste. Like you're really there. You might end up railing someone you've been obsessing over, or tangled up with familiar faces from your everyday life, depending on what's been quietly taking up space in that pretty mind of yours. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> That sounds... incredibly illegal. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> Oh, totally. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>> Is it addictive? <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> No. Not chemically. Well, psychologically, yes. But, once per week is completely fine. And I also advice you to not think about people in your life when taking this. That could make things difficult. <</dialog>> <<dialog 'moka'>> You want to try one? <</dialog>> [[Sure(Bonus Scene)|chapter_1_bonus_scene]] [[On second thought, Maybe another time|chapter_1_end]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_gets_elsa_to_take_her_top_off']=true>> <<character 'elsa'>> stood there for a moment, frozen by indecision. Then, with a shaky breath, she reached down and tugged at the hem of her top. Her movements were slow, hesitant. She lifted the fabric inch by inch, revealing the soft curve of her stomach, then the delicate lines of her petite bra. She paused, visibly tense, her hands gripping the shirt at her sides as if unsure whether to keep going. <<dialog 'mc'>>Close your eyes for a second, <<character 'elsa'>>. Just picture the guy you want standing in front of you right now. Not me, him. The one you think about when you're lying in bed, wondering if you're good enough.<</dialog>> She blinked, caught off guard by the words. But then her shoulders relaxed slightly, and she let the top slide over her head and fall to the floor. There was no shaky grin this time, just a calm, almost dreamy stillness. Her cheeks still carried a pink glow, but it wasn’t embarrassment now. It was warmth. She stood there in just her bra, her arms resting loosely at her sides. She didn’t try to cover herself. She didn’t need to. She wasn’t thinking about you anymore. <<dialog 'mc'>>That’s it. You’re not nervous anymore, are you?<</dialog>> <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_20.jpg'>><</addimage>> She opened her eyes and met your gaze, not with fear, but with quiet confidence. <<dialog 'mc'>>You look incredible, <<character 'elsa'>>. And I hope he’s smart enough to notice.<</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> didn’t reply, but she didn’t look away either. Her smile was softer now, real. And she made no move to put her top back on. [[Stop here|chapter_1_page_44_mc_helping_elsa_page_1_stop_elsa_stripping]] [[Push further|chapter_1_page_44_mc_helping_elsa_page_1_push_elsa_stripping]]

You didn’t press her. You had already seen more than you expected today. <<dialog 'mc'>>That’s enough for now. You don’t need to prove anything to anyone, <<character 'elsa'>>. Just remember what it feels like to let go.<</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> nodded slightly. Her eyes were distant, but thoughtful. The kind of look someone wears when something begins to shift inside. You turned around, giving her the space to gather herself. Behind you, the soft rustle of fabric returned as she retrieved her top. But this time, there was no rush in her movements. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_22.jpg'>><</addimage>> The tension had eased. And though nothing more happened, something between you had definitely changed. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_45_post_topless_elsa_scene]]

<<set $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_pushed_elsa_to_take_her_shorts_off']=true>> You stepped a little closer, voice soft, careful. <<dialog 'mc'>>Still with me, <<character 'elsa'>>?<</dialog>> She gave a small nod. <<dialog 'mc'>>Then maybe... take it just a little further.<</dialog>> Her breath caught. Her eyes flicked down, then back to yours. <<dialog 'mc'>>No pressure. Just... if the guy you’re imagining was here right now, would you stop here?<</dialog>> She bit her lip, hesitation visible again for just a second. <<if $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_guided_elsa_to_touch_her_body'] or $storyflags['chapter_1_mc_kissed_elsa']>> <<set $storyflags['chapter_1_elsa_took_her_shorts_off']=true>> But she'd already trusted you once before. And something in her wanted to keep going. With one hand, she reached for the waistband of her shorts. Her fingers trembled slightly as she undid the button. Then the zip. And slowly, she began to slide them down. First the waistband dipped, revealing more skin. Then the soft fabric pooled around her ankles, leaving her standing in just her bra and panties. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_21.jpg'>><</addimage>> She didn’t look away this time. <<dialog 'mc'>>You're stunning, <<character 'elsa'>>. Every part of you.<</dialog>> She didn’t reply, but You could tell that she was at her limit. So, you did not push her further. <<dialog 'mc'>>That’s enough for now. You don’t need to prove anything to anyone, <<character 'elsa'>>. Just remember what it feels like to let go.<</dialog>> <<character 'elsa'>> nodded slightly. Her eyes were distant, but thoughtful. The kind of look someone wears when something begins to shift inside. You turned around, giving her the space to gather herself. Behind you, the soft rustle of fabric returned as she retrieved her top. But this time, there was no rush in her movements. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_22.jpg'>><</addimage>> The tension had eased. And though nothing more happened, something between you had definitely changed. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_45_post_topless_elsa_scene]] <<else>> She looked unsure again, arms drawing in slightly. <<dialog 'elsa'>>I… I don’t think I can.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>I guess this is as far as she's willing to go.<</dialog>> <<dialog 'mc'>>That’s completely fine. You’ve already done more than I expected. I’m not going to ask for more.<</dialog>> Her expression softened, equal parts relief and appreciation. You turned around, giving her the space to gather herself. Behind you, the soft rustle of fabric returned as she retrieved her top. But this time, there was no rush in her movements. <<addimage 'chapter_1/elsa_22.jpg'>><</addimage>> The tension had eased. And though nothing more happened, something between you had definitely changed. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_45_post_topless_elsa_scene]] <</if>>

Then you watched as <<character 'elsa'>> left, with a grin on your face with the progress you've made with her. You knew you couldn't be careless. Yet, you couldn't help but salivate at the thought of the fun times you had to look forward to with the 18 year old. [[Continue|chapter_1_page_45]]

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