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<span class = "title"><center>__Stacked Justice__</center></span> <center>by BeanBean</center> <span class = "comic">Hello there. This is an erotic super-hero text adventure game. Beyond this point you will encounter strong sexual elements. If you are not okay with that you should close this window now. __Instructions__ There is no way to lose in this game (except by giving up), it is designed such that the only way it ends is when you win. Originally I didn't plan to have a save feature, but put it in because some parts of the game would get tedious and repetitive without it. If you consider yourself hardcore, you won't use it. The game uses cookies to save your progress. Your browser will need to be set to enable cookies for the game to work. If your browser is set to delete cookies, you will lose your saved games unless you save to your hard drive. If you see a word in ''bold'', make sure you write it down. It may become very important later on. Beyond that, I'm not going to tell you how to play the game. Part of the fun will be working it out for yourself. __Release History__ This game was first released 24 March 2016. This is version 1.04 last updated on 1 April 2016. To make sure you are always playing the most up-to-date version of this game, please access it via my webpage. http://beanbean.neocities.org A big thank you to Spike the Goat, Hikkinon and Accofake for beta testing the game. Additional thanks to StoopingHawk and Deus ExLibris for post-release suggestions. __Contact Me__ I would love to hear your thoughts on my creation. Please contact me contact me via email or through my webpage guestbook. beanbean2@yandex.com __Copyright__ This story belongs to me, BeanBean. It may not be reproduced in part or in whole without my permission. </span> [[Begin the story.->Intro_1]] <<set $WW_secret = 0>> <span class="blonde">“You can call me Ivory,”</span> she says over the thumping bass. She unclasps her bra at the front and the cups part, then she hides her nipples behind her forearm as she lets her bra fall to your lap. <span class="blonde">“What's your name, cutie?”</span> <span class="brown">“My name is <<textbox "$name" "Chet" "Intro_2">>,”</span> you say. \ <<set $taxi = 0>> <span class="blonde">“<<print "$name">>, did you say? That's a really sexy name,”</span> Ivory says. Her arm drops below her nipple and lifts her large, fake breasts. Her painted mouth and eyelids are wide open with pantomime astonishment. It seems that she wishes you to mimic her expression, but you're not impressed enough to do so. She climbs on to your chair and her arms rest on your shoulders. Her curly, platinum blond hair drapes over you. Her tits are close enough to your face for you to feel their warmth and too close to your eyes for you to properly focus. [[Touch her tits.->Intro_3a]] [[Sit back and watch.->Intro_3b]] <span class="blonde">“No, no, no, you very naughty boy,”</span> she says, pushing your arms back to your sides. <span class="blonde">“That's against the rules and you know it.”</span> She gestures to the security guard that everything is fine and saves you from getting thrown out to the curb. Wiggles Night Club stringently abides to Pinnacle City's statutes for decent behaviour. <<display "Intro_4">> This is a gentlemen's club and you behave as the perfect gentleman. Ivory swivels her shoulders and her breasts shake from side to side. If she leant forward those weighty things could give you a concussion. <<display "Intro_4">> She lifts a leg over you and turns herself around then lowers her ass down on to your crotch. Your cock engorges under her circular grinding. <span class="blonde">“So, <<print "$name">>, you look like a big, important man. Am I right?”</span> It's an inquisition disguised as a compliment. She's attempting to gauge how much money you might have, and therefore how much she might extract from you tonight. You barely have a dollar left to flaunt to her and you know you're too drunk to convincingly lie, but despite all the fakery of the present discourse you have a needy desire to impress her. [[“I have super-powers. They call me Flashback.”->Intro_5]] <span class="blonde">“That's nice,”</span> she says, almost disappointed. <span class="brown">“You don't believe me?”</span> <span class="blonde">“I can if you want me to, it won't cost anything extra.”</span> Condescending disbelief, a typical response. Despite the fact that dozens of super-heroes call this city home, the notion that you could be one of them is universally considered to be fanciful. It's frustrating, but understandable. Every publicly known supernaturally-gifted being in the world is female, and you are not female. [[Watch Ivory->Intro_6]] Ivory, on her feet again, sways her body. She unclips her g-string at each hip then turns her butt to you, playfully looking over her shoulder. She bends deeply from her waist, lingers to allow you to appreciate her shaved pussy lips, then returns to vertical. Her routine continues but feels all too choreographed. Leaving you feeling detached and bored. <span class="blonde">“The song's finished,”</span> she says. <span class="blonde">“I'm going to need another tip to keep going.”</span> <span class="brown">“I think I might just hang out at the bar.”</span> Your wallet is empty so you're going to have to go home. Ivory has the last of your paper money, but playing the haggler can sometimes get you a little bonus. You hope that she might flirt with you just a little stronger to try to keep your patronage. <span class="blonde">“You want to watch the other girls? Why? I'm just your type.”</span> She arches her back to push her breasts out. [[“What do you mean by that?”|Intro_7]] This is the first time you've met, she knows nothing about you. <span class="blonde">“From the moment you walked through that door you've only had eyes for young, blonde girls, and I'm the youngest, blondest girl here.”</span> Your cheeks touch as she whispers into your ear. She is observant, and not completely wrong. Although you have a liking to girls with any follicular colour, as your mind looks through its files on all its past crushes, you remember that the most desirable girl you have ever known had golden hair. Sunny Knight. Also known as the spandex-clad ''Weather Woman'', defender of Pinnacle City and now team leader of Stacked Justice. In her younger days Sunny was the cause of many stained sheets. Your infatuation subsided with age – her increasing age was mostly to blame for that, so Ivory might be correct on two fronts – but you still sometimes find yourself rewatching old footage of an eighteen year old Weather Woman's televised tussle with ''Super Slug''. On her first mission your glorious hero wrestled that slimy feminine beast into submission, but not before it had dissolved most of her clothing with its corrosive mucous. The grainy vision of Weather Woman's slime-slopped nipple never fails to make your heart melt and drip down into your scrotum. That courageous girl. Her moans of effort sounded almost sexual as she exerted her athletic body. <span class="blonde">“So what's the answer,”</span> says Ivory, interrupting you from your daydream. <span class="blonde">“Do I stay or do I get dressed?”</span> [[“I can't afford you any more. I better leave.”|Intro_8]] <span class="blonde">“That's a pity,”</span> she says, climbing off you. <span class="blonde">“Come back next pay day and we'll dance some more.”</span> Ivory dresses in a corner and is flirting with another costumer before you are out the door. [[Leave the club|Intro_9]] The street is dimly lit, only half the streetlights work in the seedy part of town. You look at your watch. It's 9 pm. You chastise yourself for wasting all your savings so early in the night. Then, something odd occurs. A ribbon of orange light slowly meanders its way down the street. It is joined by several more, each travelling its own path. You look around to find its source but only see equally perplexed street-goers. There must be a new super-hero in town, it's always the explanation when something impossible happens around here. Either that, or a new super-villain; that thought fills you with dread. Hopefully it's only a light show and nothing too serious. Pinnacle City has had more than its fair share of calamity, from the invasion of the Nazi swamp monsters to ''Hoarfrost's'' freezing of the city's water supply to ''the Naturist's'' detonation of the Textile Disintegrator which left all citizens sans clothing. The ribbons pass through the building and other solid structures without impediment. They thicken and curl in on themselves, forming balls. They pulsate. You feel that the light is expressing an emotion. Frustration. Anger. Then, an explosion. Down the street an orange light has become a bright flame, destroying everything around it. A car is torn in half, metal ripping like paper. It is followed immediately by another loud boom and from twelve floors up glass showers down on to the street. There is no ceasing of the thunderous noises, some are close and some sound and feel as though they are from several blocks away. In less than a minute the streets have become a war zone. At least a dozen casualties are in your line of sight, many separated from their limbs. <span class="pink">“This isn't good. We've got to get out of here.”</span> It's a woman's voice, and oddly familiar, but you didn't catch who said it. You hear booms in the distance, in all directions. This is happening all around the city. There's nowhere to run to. A wave of light passes straight through you. It makes a soft crackling sound as it expands and- <span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Intro_10]]//</span> ''//Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff//''. The sound of your powers kicking in. Time runs in reverse and the wave of orange light contracts to the width of a hair before disappearing completely. A mangled wreck of a car bends to become as good as new and severed arms reattach themselves to their owners. You have no control of your powers but they haven't failed you yet. Whenever you are milliseconds away from death, which is far too often, the direction of time takes a U-turn. Your life is flying by in fast-rewind. The ominous orange lights disappear and your nervous sweat is sucked back into your pores. You walk backwards through the door of the club and watch Ivory seductively dress herself before she hands you a wad of cash. You regurgitate four beers, handing each full bottle back to the bartender. At this moment you are just strapped in for the ride, held prisoner in your own body and forced to watch your day again. It's amazing how poorly you wasted it. Eventually you will be spat out some time in the past, perhaps several hours ago, perhaps several days. But what then? For perhaps the first time in your life, you're going to have to make a plan for the future. Time stops and returns to its normal speed and direction. <span class="dbrown">[[Get your bearings.|Start]]</span> You recognise where you are – where you were. Theodore Street, early afternoon. Your powers only brought you to temporary safety. The city is going to burn again in a few hours, and you are going to be killed again. Unless you can stop it. You're going to need some help. But what if you can't stop it? Will you have to keep living this day on Earth over and over again for eternity? Or maybe you can flee the city, saving yourself but leaving everyone you know to face their deaths. The citizens of Pinnacle City casually walk past you, oblivious to their impending doom. Stacked Tower is nearby, there is your best bet to get some super-powered assistance. A hooded figure in a dark green coat crosses the street and makes a beeline towards you. <span class="green">“Stay right where you are, <<print "$name">>,”</span> she says. [[Wait to see what this person wants.|Cham_1]] [[Run towards Stacked Tower.|Foyer]] <<nobr>> <<display "Start_Params">> <</nobr>> The woman pulls back her hood to reveal a bloom of orange hair. Now her hair is red. Now it is mostly orange again with strands transitioning between a wide palette of colours. There is only one person this could be and you regrettably know her too well. Her changing hair colour advertises her changing emotions, and red and orange informs you that she is furious. [[“It's the Chameleon!”->Cham_2.1]] [[“Hi Sienna, how's it going?”->Cham_2.2]] <<if $foyer eq 0>>You run three blocks north to the heaven-reaching shard that is Stacked Tower. This is the home and headquarters of the city's premiere team of super-heroes, Stacked Justice. The tall building dominates the skyline; whatever the age, this structure will always appear modern. You enter the foyer. <<else>>You return to the foyer of Stacked Tower <</if>>\ Weather Woman is standing by the reception desk. <<if $foyer eq 0>>A tremendous piece of luck, she is the leader of the team and she knows you.<</if>> To the left is the visitor's centre. It contains installations that recite the team's histories and accomplishments and leads into a gift shop selling photo books, plush toys, action figures and other souvenirs and memorabilia. Straight ahead are the elevators. Through the glass walls you can see to an adjoining alley. <<if $KylieStat eq "start">>A female janitor is throwing bags full of waste into the dumpsters.<</if>> [[Talk to Weather Woman.->WWlob_1]] [[Check out the visitor's centre.->Nick_1]] [[Go outside to the alley.->Alley_1]] [[Go to the elevators.->Elev_G]] [[On second thought, screw this. I'm getting out of this city.->Taxi]] [[This is all very familiar. I should just retrace my steps. (enter passwords)->Passwords]] \ <<set $foyer = 1>><<set $floor = "G">> <span class="pink"> Vector Pink #FA58F4 </span> <span class="red"> Hot Tamale Red #FF0000</span> <span class="green"> Chameleon Green #40FF00</span> <span class="yellow"> Weather W Yellow #FFFF00</span> <span class="purple"> Hive Purple #CC2EFA</span> <span class="lblue"> Whisper LBlue #87CEEB </span> <span class="olive"> Brainbox olive #556b2f </span> <span class="gold"> Aurakul Gold #D4AF37</span> <span class="ice"> Hoarfrost ice #A9F5F2</span> <span class="dblue"> Blue Elf DBlue #0000FF</span> <span class="orange"> Misty Orange #FF8400</span> <span class="blue"> Kylie Blue #0174DF</span> <span class="flesh2"> Sumo Flesh2 #CEAB69</span> <span class="brown"> Chet brown #9F6425</span> <span class="silver"> Nickella Silver #C0C0C0</span> Obsidian ??? need a different style <span class="brown2"> Buttons -a shade of brown TBD #9F6425</span> <span class="blonde"> Ivory blonde #FCFFE3</span> <span class="test1"> test1 test1 #</span> <span class="test2"> test2test2</span> <span class="test3"> test3test3</span> <span class="nickella"> This is Nickella talking. </span> <span class="ice"> Hoarfrost. </span> <span class="hybrid"> This is hybrid text </span> <span class="shudder">[KKrrrrfft] </span> <span class="shadow"> shadow </span> <span class="outline"> outline </span> {{{This is the elevator}}} <span class="green">“Oh look, it's Flashback!”</span> She waves her arms with sarcastic astonishment. <span class="green">“Cut the bullshit, <<print "$name">>, we're far too familiar for you to call me that.”</span> <span class="brown">“You seem a little upset, Sienna. Is there anything I can do for you?”</span> Sienna laughs like she is crying inside. <span class="green">“You meet me, you ask me out, you make me fall in love with you, and then you tell me that everything you said was just a bunch of lies so that I would sleep with you and then you leave. Yeah, there is something you can do for me, you can take back the pain you gave me. In fact, you can take back double.”</span> <<display "Cham_3">> <span class="green">“Is that some kind of joke? After the pain you inflict upon me you can just casually ask 'How's it going?'”</span> she says. <<display "Cham_3">> Sienna Green, A.K.A.: The ''Chameleon''. This one's a bad seed with a long list of priors for vandalism, burglary and assault. She is also under suspicion for several murders, which you know for a fact she committed. Her super-powers bless her with a highly extendible tongue capable of being launched from her mouth at lethal speed. <span class="brown">“Are you mad at me?”</span> you ask. <span class="green">“Fuck yeah, I'm mad at you! Now you're going to pay for what you did, you're going to pay until you're dead.”</span> Her thick tongue pulses in and out of her mouth. [[“Wait, let me explain!”->Cham_4]] The Chameleon's hair is now luminescent. She means what she says, she has tried to kill you before and she would have succeeded if it weren't for your time-travel powers. [[“I meant every word I said to you. I love you.”->Cham_5]] [[“After all you've done as a super-villain, who are you to judge?”->Cham_5]] <span class="brown">[[“If another shag is all you're after, I'm up for it.”->Cham_5]] "<<textbox "$sorry" "" "Cham_win">>,”</span> you say. Your words have no effect. <span class="pink">“Watch out!”</span> you hear a woman scream. Her tongue shoots from her mouth like a bullet straight into your eye. Your eyeball squashes and bursts. You feel the projectile piercing your brain. <span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Cham_death]]//</span> Time slows and then reverses. That could have gone a lot better. You've never seen her in a poorer mood, it's going to be quite the challenge to calm her down. Perhaps it would be better just to avoid her for the rest of your life. Patching things up with Sienna shouldn't be your number one priority for today anyway. <span class="dbrown">[[Look around->Start]]</span> <<if $sorry eq "sorry" or $sorry eq "Sorry" or $sorry eq "sorry." or $sorry eq "Sorry.">>\ <span class="green">“I don't care what...”</span> The Chameleon is stunned. <span class="green">“What did you say?”</span> <span class="brown">“I'm sorry for what I did to you, I really mean it. I know I didn't treat you right, and I wanted to apologise to you sooner, but I was too ashamed of myself to show my face. I'm a terrible person, I know.”</span> Her hair transitions to yellow with pulses of orange. <span class="green">“Fuck, I wasn't expecting that,”</span> says Sienna. <span class="green">“We've got to talk. Not now, my brain is spinning around too fast, but later we'll talk.”</span> You nod. <span class="brown">“We'll do that.”</span> You kiss her cheek and her hair throbs pink before cycling through a confused spectrum of colours. <span class="green">“I... I'll see you later then.”</span> She walks away with a determined pace, frequently looking over her shoulder back to you. [[Head to Stacked Tower.->Foyer]]\ \ \ <<set $ChamWin = 1>>\ <<else>>\ <<display "Cham_5">>\ <</if>> <<nobr>> <<set $sorry = "">> /*say Sorry to Chameleon. Used only once. */ <<set $ChamWin = 0>> /* if you say sorry to Cham, turns to 1 */ <<set $foyer = 0>> /*1st time in foyer = 0, second time = 1 */ <<set $floor = "G">> /* G, 6, 10, P*/ <<set $WWdiag01 = 0>><<set $WWdiag02 = 0>><<set $WWdiag03 = 0>><<set $WWdiag04 = 0>><<set $WWdiag05 = 0>><<set $WWdiag06 = 0>><<set $WWdiag07 = 0>><<set $WWdiag08 = 0>><<set $WWdiag09 = 0>><<set $WWdiag10 = 0>> /*WW foyer dialogue reset */ <<set $KylieStat = "start">> /*location of Kylie and status of dumpster. Can be "start", "gone" or "gift" */ <<set $AlleyDiag4 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag7 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag8 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag9 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag10 = 0>><<set $AlleyDiag11 = 0>> /* Alley start parameters */ <<set $Kylie_Diag2 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag3 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag4 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag5 = 0>><<set $Kylie_Diag6 = 0>><<set $truth1 = 0>><<set $truth2 = 0>><<set $truth3 = 0>><<set $truth4 = 0>><<set $dare1 = 0>><<set $dare2 = 0>><<set $dare3 = 0>><<set $dare4 = 0>><<set $dare5 = 0>><<set $dare6 = 0>><<set $Kylie_hot = 0>><<set $KDare = 0>><<set $kyliestrip = 0>> /* Kylie apartment reset*/ <<set $NickDiag2 = 0>><<set $NickDiag3 = 0>><<set $NickDiag4 = 0>><<set $NickDiag5 = 0>><<set $NickDiag6 = 0>> /*Nickella reset*/ <<set $BrainboxStat = "lab">><<set $BrainboxStat2 = 0>> /* Stat1:"lab" (default), "Nickella" fixing Nickella; Stat2: 0, welcome in lab, 1, not welcome in lab "closed" in lab, but you are not welcome there. */ <<set $BBox1 = 0>><<set $BBox2 = 0>><<set $BBox3 = 0>><<set $BBox4 = 0>><<set $BBox5 = 0>><<set $BBox6 = 0>><<set $BBox7 = 0>><<set $BBox8 = 0>><<set $LabHelp1 = 0>><<set $LabHelp2 = 0>><<set $LabHelp3 = 0>><<set $LabHelp4 = 0>><<set $LabGo eq 0>><<set $LabSex1 = 0>><<set $LabSex2 = 0>><<set $LabSex3 = 0>><<set $LabSex4 = 0>><<set $LabHelp4_1 = 0>><<set $LabSex5 = 0>><<set $LabBar = 0>> /*Brainbox reset */ <<set $Gym = 0>> /* 0- First time in the Gym - Hive is there. 1 - been in Gym before. */ <<set $Gym2 = 0>> /* 1 - Whisper deoesnt want you in the room - fail quiz or after sex */ <<set $Whisper_1 = 0>><<set $Whisper_2 = 0>><<set $Whisper_3 = 0>><<set $Whisper_4 = 0>><<set $Whisper_5 = 0>><<set $Whisper_6 = 0>><<set $Whisper_7 = 0>><<set $Whisper_8 = 0>><<set $Whisper_10 = 0>><<set $Quiz = 0>><<set $invis = 0>> /* Whisper reset */ <<set $hive_costume = 0>> /* 1-have Hive costume */ <<set $hive_out = 0>><<set $Hive1 = 0>><<set $Hive2 = 0>><<set $Hive3 = 0>><<set $Hive4 = 0>><<set $Hive5 = 0>><<set $Hive6 = 0>><<set $Hive7 = 0>><<set $Hivefail = 0>>/* Hive reset */ <<set $psychic = "lab">> /* lab, have, worn */ <<set $Aurakul1 = 0>><<set $Aurakul2 = 0>><<set $Aurakul3 = 0>><<set $Aurakul4 = 0>><<set $Aurakul5 = 0>><<set $Aurakul7 = 0>><<set $Aura_top = 0>><<set $Aura_bottom = 0>><<set $Aura_boots = 0>><<set $Aura_nude = 0>><<set $AuraStat = 0>> /* Aurakul reset */ <<set $MeetWhisp = 0>><<set $MeetBrain = 0>><<set $MeetHive = 0>><<set $MeetAura = 0>><<set $MeetWW = 0>> /* Meeting rest */ <<set $WhispWin = 0>><<set $BrainWin = 0>><<set $HiveWin = 0>><<set $AuraWin = 0>><<set $ChamWin = 0>><<set $KylieWin = 0>><<set $Act2 = 0>> <<set $WW_apart = 0>><<set $WWPass = 0>><<set $Reminder = 0>><<set $ReminderTry = 0>> <<set $WW_vul = 0>><<set $WW_tits = 0>><<set $WW_suck = 0>><<set $WWlove = 0>> <</nobr>> Weather Woman is mature, forty-four years of age if you remember correctly, but maintains the physique of a professional athlete. Her luscious blonde hair frames a stern face with piercing blue eyes. A yellow cape falls over her shoulders to her calves and cloaks a blue spandex uniform with a yellow lightning bolt plastered across the torso. Her costume barely contains her large breasts which are pushed up to display maximum cleavage. There are many videos floating around the internet of her wardrobe malfunctions in her fights; you have seen them all. Weather Woman greets you. <span class="yellow">“Good afternoon, welcome to Stacked Tower... oh, it's you.”</span> <<display "WWlob_diag">>\ <<set $foyer = 1>> <<if $BrainboxStat eq "Nickella">>Brainbox is still working on Nickella. She is a smart girl, if she sees you loitering around the scene of the crime she's going to suspect that it was you who damaged her robot. [[Return to the foyer.->Foyer]]\ \ <<else>>\ The small museum features information displays of all the heroes of Pinnacle City, past and present. Tourists are taking selfies with wax sculptures of their favourite warriors. <span class="nickella">“Greetings, Sir, my name is Nickella. May I be of service to you?”</span> she says in her computer-generated voice. Nickella is the team's robotic servant. You can see your distorted reflection in her shiny, silver and perfectly feminine curves. Her face on her hairless head is frozen in a neutral expression and she follows your movements through lenses hidden behind darkly tinted eyes. <<set $foyer = 1>> <<display "Nick_Diag">> <<endif>> <<if $KylieStat eq "start">>\ You exit the building and enter the alley. A sprightly young woman with mousy brown hair and wearing blue coveralls is hurling bags of garbage into a dumpster. She has a pretty face, but her unshapely clothes make it had to assess her figure. Embroidered on the left chest pocket is the name, “Kylie.” [[“Hi Kylie, it's great to see you.”|Alley_2]] [[Return to the foyer.|Foyer]] <<elseif $KylieStat eq "gone">>\ Kylie has finished her work and left. The alley contains a locked dumpster. [[Return to the foyer.|Foyer]] <<elseif $KylieStat eq "gift">>\ Kylie has left the scene. The dumpster in the alley is open. [[Search the dumpster.->Alley_dumpster_2]] [[Return to the foyer.|Foyer]] <</if>>\ <<set $foyer = 1>> <<if $foyer eq 0>>You casually walk into an elevator and press the 'up' button. A synthetic voice speaks. {{{“Please face the camera and enter your access code.”}}} <</if>>\ You look into the camera and red lasers scan your face. In front of you is a numerical keypad. <span class="brown">''You enter a code: <<textbox "$elev_code" "" "Elev_G2">>.''</span> <<display "Elev_buttons">> <<if $floor neq "G">>[[Go down to the foyer.->Foyer]]<</if>><<set $foyer = 1>> <<if $taxi eq 0>>\ You exit the building and hail a taxi. “Where to?” the driver asks. <span class="brown">“I need to get out of the city. Can you take me to Capeton?”</span> That should be far enough away and will give you a good view of tonight's fireworks. “That's going to be a pretty big fare.” You empty your wallet for the driver. <span class="brown">“Will this be enough?”</span> He takes your lap-dance fund and drives. The journey is long. The driver gets bored enough to become nosey. “So what's the rush to get out of Pinnacle City?” <span class="brown">“It's not going to exist by this evening. Someone's going to blow it up.”</span> “I didn't hear about that on the radio.” He's unconvinced. “Lucky we've got Weather Woman and company to save us.” <span class="brown">“They won't. I know you don't believe me, and I can't give you any proof that what I say is true, but if you value your life you won't go back to the city tonight.”</span> “Thanks for the advice, but my family's back there. So, you know.” The driver lets you out on a hill that overlooks the city and then heads back to ground zero. You sit and wait. At nine o'clock the familiar orange lights appear in the distance. It has begun. Terror then snares you as the same lights appear right beside you. Dammit, you didn't flee far enough. After chastising yourself, you accept your fate and wait for the world to burn. <span class="pink">“Why did you run, <<print "$name">>? Try again with Weather Woman, you have to make her believe.”</span> You look for the voice's owner but see no one. <span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>\ \ \ <<set $taxi = 1>> <<elseif $taxi eq 1>>\ You exit the building and hail a taxi. “Where to?” asks the driver. <span class="brown">“The airport.”</span> A ticket to an international locale is a ticket to safety. You don't care where it will take you, as long as it's far from here. You relax as best you can with your fellow survivors in economy class and watch another movie too terrible to have seen in the cinemas. The seatbelt indicator blinks and the captain speaks; “Ladies and gentlemen, we appear to be flying through... an atmospheric disturbance. Please fasten your seatbelts and return your seats to the upright position.” Your watch calls it as 9 pm. Outside of the window are those damn orange lights. The aeroplane shudders violently, it is now missing a wing. The oxygen masks fall from the ceiling as the cabin depressurises. The other passengers are screaming in panic. It's time to say goodbye to the world again. <span class="pink">“Stop this foolishness, <<print "$name">>. You can't always run from your problems.”</span> <span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>\ \ \ <<set $taxi = 2>> <<elseif $taxi eq 2>>\ You exit the building and hail a taxi. “Where to?” asks the driver. <span class="brown">“Galactic Adventures.”</span> “Oh wow, I've always wanted to do that.” Galactic Adventures offers short trips into space in exchange for enormous sums of money. They're like a theme park ride for millionaires. It ordinarily wouldn't be worth fifty grand to orbit the Earth three times then return, but this is no ordinary day. “You're very lucky, sir,” said the cashier, “We still have seats available for today's flight.” Of course they do. No-one spends their life savings for this kind of shit any more. After signing a dozen forms, paying your fare with all your worldly possessions and some of your organs, you are let inside the rocket. You are the only passenger. They give the countdown from ten and you launch. Outside the window you watch Earth. Despite the ridiculous cost, the view is impressive. You look at your watch. Nine o'clock. The area around your home town turns a faint hue of orange, followed by the rest of the globe. The entire planet is then ripped to pieces. Billions of people are dying, but you will survive. A giant piece of planet hurls towards your spacecraft. <span class="pink">“There's no escape, <<print "$name">>. It's up to you to save everyone.”</span> <span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span>\ \ <<set $taxi = 0>>\ <</if>> The day flies past you in fast reverse. You feel like you might be stuck in this loop forever. Once again, time restarts at a familiar city street. <span class="dbrown">[[Look around.->Start]]</span> <<if $WWdiag01 eq 0>>[[“Hi Sunny. How's it going?”->WWdiag_01]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag02 eq 0>>[[“You remember me?”->WWdiag_02]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag03 eq 0 and $WWdiag02 eq 1>>[[“But I do have super powers.”->WWdiag_03]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag04 eq 0 and $WWdiag03 eq 1>>[[“I do have proof of my powers.”->WWdiag_04]] \ <</if>>\ <<if $WWdiag05 eq 0 and $WWdiag03 eq 1>>[[“Why is it so impossible that a guy might have powers?”->WWdiag_05]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag06 eq 0>>[[“The city will be destroyed tonight.”->WWdiag_06]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag07 eq 0 and $WWdiag06 eq 1>>[[“I've helped you guys out before.”->WWdiag_07]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag08 eq 0 and $WWdiag06 eq 1>>[[“If you're not going to help me, can I go upstairs and talk to the other heroes?”->WWdiag_08]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag09 eq 0>>[[“Why don't I see you out in the field any more?”->WWdiag_09]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $WWdiag10 eq 0>>[[“Can we go somewhere a bit more private?”->WWdiag_10]] <</if>>\ <<if $WW_secret eq 1>>[[“Precisely how bad is Stacked Justice's financial situation?”->WW_apart_1]] <</if>>\ \ [[“I'll see you around.”->Foyer]] <span class="yellow">“All is well in Pinnacle City, <<print "$name">>. But please, let's keep this professional when I'm in uniform. Address me as Weather Woman.”</span> <<set $WWdiag01 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="yellow">“If only I could forget. You call yourself The Flasher right?”</span> <span class="brown">“Flashback.”</span> <span class="yellow">“Whatever. The number of times you have come in here making the preposterous claim that you have super powers, well, I wish I could have that time back.”</span> <<set $WWdiag02 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="yellow">“And the proof is where? Look, it is a well-known and undisputed fact that males cannot obtain powers. Please stop trying to convince me otherwise, just be honest about your real motives and admit you're nothing but a groupie with a cape fetish.”</span> <<set $WWdiag03 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> You continue. <span class="brown">“What about that time I warned you that Halberd was going to slay all those people in Victory Park? I knew because I was one of those people and I travelled back in time to warn you.”</span> <span class="yellow">“I thank you again for the tip-off, but that proves nothing. You could have obtained that information by any means, I still have my suspicions that you were working with her. And I remind you, it was only due to the actions of the real heroes in Stacked Justice that nobody was slain that day. You were nowhere to be seen when things got dangerous.”</span> <<set $WWdiag04 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="brown">“Just because no one has witnessed such a thing, it doesn't make it impossible,”</span> you say. <span class="yellow">“I'm not a scientist, but Brainbox explained the reasons to me and she knows her stuff. It just can't happen,”</span> says Weather Woman. <<set $WWdiag05 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="yellow">“Really, how?”</span> she says. <span class="brown">“These orange lights will appear, then explode.”</span> <span class="yellow">“Where exactly is this going to happen?”</span> <span class="brown">“Everywhere at once.”</span> <span class="yellow">“Who's behind it?”</span> <span class="brown">“I have no idea.”</span> <span class="yellow">“Well then, how do you expect us to stop it?”</span> It is obvious she doesn't believe you. <<set $WWdiag06 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="yellow">“You have given us good information once before, and told us a lot of lies since,”</span> says Weather Woman. <span class="yellow">“Remember that time you said that all the women's underwear in the city was rigged with mind-control drugs and we should get the word out that all lingerie should be immediately destroyed?”</span> <span class="brown">“Even if that wasn't accurate, that course of action could have only resulted in positive consequences.”</span> <span class="yellow">“I'll tell you straight, <<print "$name">>. You're a liar and I don't trust you.”</span> <<set $WWdiag07 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="yellow">“Not a chance. Those girls don't know what a devious trickster you are, I'm not letting you anywhere near them.”</span> <<set $WWdiag08 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="yellow">“All those acrobatics are for the young people. I'm getting on in my years, I'm now just here as a mentor for the next generation. I'll only go out to fight if I'm really needed.”</span> <span class="brown">“You're still the sexiest girl in the squad.”</span> Weather Woman zaps you with a small lightning bolt. Your body convulses and you fall to your knees. <span class="yellow">“Stop it with your flirting. I'm as immune to your pick-up lines as I am to the elements.”</span> She made a point of seeming offended, but as she pushes her chest out and brushes her hand through her hair. She is revelling in the compliment. <<set $WWdiag09 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="yellow">“What for?”</span> Weather Woman says. <span class="brown">“There are things that I want to say to you that I don't want others to hear.”</span> <span class="yellow">“No one is close by, you can say it.”</span> You close the distance and whisper close to her ear, <span class="brown">“What I really mean is, there are things I want to do to you that I don't want others to see.”</span> A whirlwind is conjured up and lifts you off your feet and into the air. It disappears and you plummet down to the stone floor, falling hard. Weather Woman looks down upon your pained face. <span class="yellow">“Move along little man. I want nothing more from you.”</span> <<set $WWdiag10 = 1>> <<display "WWlob_diag">> <span class="blue">“G'day.”</span> She looks at you inquisitively, searching her brain for your face, then it clicks. <span class="blue">“Oh, right, my name tag. Who are you?”</span> [[“I'm Flashback. I've just joined the team.”|Alley_3a]] [["“I'm " + $name + ", and you're far too pretty for this job.”"|Alley_3b]]\ \ <<set $KylieStat = "gone">> <span class="blue">“What, you mean the maintenance team?”</span> <span class="brown">“No, Stacked Justice.”</span> Kylie keels over laughing. <span class="blue">“Don't give me the bum steer. Just cos I'm no Einstein it doesn't mean you can take me for a mug.”</span> <span class="brown">“You don't believe me?”</span> <span class="blue">“Of course not. You can't be a super-hero, your tits are too small. Mate, I've got work to do, how about you just bugger off and let me do my job? Hoo roo.”</span> Rejected, you return to the tower foyer. [[Go to the Foyer.|Foyer]] <span class="blue">“Okay. Hi <<print "$name">>. Do you want something from me?”</span> <<display "Alley_Diag">> <<if $AlleyDiag8 eq 0>>[[“Why are you speaking so strangely?”|Alley_8]] <</if>>\ <<if $AlleyDiag9 eq 0>>[[“Someone's going to blow up the city tonight, we need to stop them!”|Alley_9]] <</if>>\ <<if $AlleyDiag10 eq 0>>[[“I'm just going to rummage through this garbage. Don't mind me.”|Alley_10]] <</if>>\ <<if $AlleyDiag11 eq 0>>[[“Do you have access to use the elevators?”|Alley_11]] <</if>>\ <<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 0>>[[“I'm horny, and I bet you've got a hot body under those baggy clothes.”|Alley_4]] <</if>>\ <<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 1 and $AlleyDiag7 eq 0>>[[“I'm going to fuck you right here on this pile of garbage.”|Alley_5]] <</if>>\ <<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 1 and $AlleyDiag7 eq 0>>[[“I want to go back to your place, we can sort it out there.”|Alley_6]] <</if>>\ <<if $AlleyDiag4 eq 1 and $AlleyDiag7 eq 0>>[[“Let me take you out to lunch. How about 'The Silver Truffle'?”|Alley_7]] <</if>>\ <<if $hive_costume eq 1>>[[Give Hive's costume to Kylie.->Alley_dumpster]] <</if>>\ [[“I've gotta get going. Maybe I'll see you around.”|Foyer]] Kylie smiles mischievously. <span class="blue">“Horny, huh? So what are you going to do about that?”</span> <<set $AlleyDiag4 = 1>> <<display "Alley_Diag">> <span class="blue">“I might be bogan but I'm not trash, and I don't fuck in the trash. Rack off.”</span> That didn't go well. Kylie refuses to continue talking so you return to the foyer. [[Enter the foyer.|Foyer]] <span class="blue">“Wow. I'm in my daggy work clothes and you're still cracking on to me. Okay, let me finish up and we'll go.”</span> Kylie lobs the last bag in the dumpster and padlocks it shut. You follow her down the street. [[Follow Kylie.|Kylie_1]] <span class="blue">“Are you taking the piss? I don't do that fancy shit. You and me, I don't think we're from the same tribe.”</span> <<set $AlleyDiag7 = 1>> <<display "Alley_Diag>> <span class="blue">“I'm speaking perfect Strayan.”</span> <span class="brown">“What?”</span> <span class="blue">“Aus-tray-lee-enn. For fuck's sake, try learning a culture other than your own sometime.”</span> <<set $AlleyDiag8 = 1>> <<display "Alley_Diag">> <span class="blue">“Why the fuck are you telling me this? The super-heroes are //inside// the building.”</span> <<set $AlleyDiag9 = 1>> <<display "Alley_Diag">> <span class="blue">“Fuck, no! The boss'll crack the shits if I let you do that. Touch these bins and you'll get a foot up your clacker.”</span> <<set $AlleyDiag10 = 1>> <<display "Alley_Diag">> <span class="blue">“Of course. I couldn't clean the shitters if I wasn't allowed up there.”</span> <span class="brown">“Can you get me up there?”</span> <span class="blue">“No way. I'm not gonna lose my job so you can rob my boss.”</span> <<set $AlleyDiag11 = 1>> <<display "Alley_Diag">> Kylie leads you to her home; a small studio apartment in a run-down building. You are shocked to see that the place is an absolute sty; the garbage bin is overflowing, dirty dishes are piled up in the kitchen, and you cannot walk without stepping on some random discarded item. The only order to be seen is a bookshelf filled with super-hero toys and memorabilia – all figurines and plush dolls are of the purple-costumed, ''Hive''. It's like a little shrine to the Japanese warrior. Kylie gestures you to sit on a couch covered with what you hope are food stains. <<display "Kylie_Diag">> <<if $Kylie_Diag2 eq 0>>[[“This place is filthy.”->Kylie_2]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $Kylie_Diag3 eq 0>>[[“At least your place close to work.”->Kylie_3]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $Kylie_Diag3 eq 1 and $Kylie_Diag4 eq 0>>[[“What do you mean by that? What's wrong with the security?”->Kylie_4]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $Kylie_Diag5 eq 0>>[[“Do you have anything to drink?”->Kylie_5]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $Kylie_Diag6 eq 0>>[[“Do you enjoy your job?”->Kylie_6]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $Kylie_Diag4 eq 1>>[[“Is that enough small-talk?”->Kylie_7]]<</if>> <span class="blue">“You got a problem with that?”</span> <span class="brown">“But you work as a cleaner. You know how to clean.”</span> <span class="blue">“I like to keep my professional and personal lives separate.”</span> <<set $Kylie_Diag2 = 1>> <<display "Kylie_Diag">> <span class="blue">“Yeah, the company owns this place, so I get to rent it cheap.”</span> <span class="brown">“What? This place is dilapidated. Won't your landlords fix it up?”</span> <span class="blue">“Stacked Justice aren't as rich as everyone thinks they are. Stacked Tower is going down the gargler as well.”</span> <span class="brown">“It looked pretty state of the art to me.”</span> <span class="blue">“Nah, you just saw the parts they want you to see. In the off-limits areas, the plumbing rattles, the carpets are stained, and don't get me started on what passes for a security system.”</span> <<set $Kylie_Diag3 = 1>> <<display "Kylie_Diag">> <span class="blue">“I shouldn't really be talking about that.”</span> <<set $Kylie_Diag4 = 1>> <<display "Kylie_Diag">> <span class="blue">“Bloody hell yeah! You're my kinda bloke.”</span> She pulls out half a bottle of dark rum from behind the couch. <span class="blue">“I don't have any clean glasses, so we're sharing the bottle.”</span> She takes a swig, then hands the liquor to you. <<set $Kylie_Diag5 = 1>> <<display "Kylie_Diag">> <span class="blue">“Do I enjoy scrubbing dunnies? What do you think? It is cool hanging out with the super-chicks but.”</span> <<set $Kylie_Diag6 = 1>> <<display "Kylie_Diag">> <span class="blue">“Yeah, we both know why we're here. But I wanna stretch the afternoon out a bit. How about a game?”</span> <span class="brown">“Scrabble or Trivial Pursuit?”</span> you say with a wry smile. <span class="blue">“Truth or Dare.”</span> <span class="brown">“I'm up for it. But I'm warning you, I might have more truth than you can handle.”</span> <span class="blue">“That's gold, cos I'm only interested in dares.”</span> [[Play the game.->Game_1]] <span class="blue">“Okay, I'll go first,”</span> Kylie says. <span class="blue">“I dare you to kiss me.”</span> <span class="brown">“Hang on, don't I get to choose between a truth and a dare?”</span> <span class="blue">“That's not how I play the game, and this is my house so it's my rules. Now pash me.”</span> You lean in for a kiss. She opens her mouth wide and whips her tongue against yours. She's a good kisser, but you are overwhelmed by her rank smell. <span class="brown">“You really stink,”</span> you tell her. There may have been a more tactful way to say it, but the urgency of the situation demanded direct and immediate action. <span class="blue">“Do I? I guess I'm pretty much used to the smell of garbage and shit.”</span> She stands up, kicks off her shoes and unzips the front of her coveralls. It opens up to nothing but flesh. <span class="brown">“Are you topless under that?”</span> <span class="blue">“Less than topless.”</span> She drops her one-piece to the ground and steps out of it, naked, then throws it to the corner of the room. The unshapely suit hid an impressive figure. Her coconut-sized tits point upwards, and her lady-fur is a neatly trimmed triangle. <span class="blue">“Only my clothes are pongy, I should be fine now.”</span> She sits on your lap and presses her nose to yours. [[“My turn.”->Dare_Diag]] <<if $Kylie_hot eq 0>>\ Kylie is naked and sitting on your lap. It's going to be hard to screw it up from here.<</if>>\ <<if $Kylie_hot eq 1>>\ Kylie is licking her lips, her eyes are filled with desire. <</if>>\ <<if $Kylie_hot eq 2>>\ Kylie is on your lap, gently dry-humping your leg. She is pressing your right palm to her breast. <</if>>\ <<if $Kylie_hot eq 3>>\ Kylie is sitting on your lap kissing your neck. Judging by her rapid breathing she could cum at any moment.<</if>>\ <<set $KDare = $KDare +1>>\ <<if $truth1 eq 0>>[[“Truth. Do you fantasise about any of the Stacked Justice girls?”->Truth_1]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $truth2 eq 0>>[[“Truth. You said the security at Stack Tower has problems. What did you mean?”->Truth_2]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $truth3 eq 0>>[[“Truth. Do you talk dirty during sex?”->Truth_3]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $truth4 eq 0>>[[“Truth. What's your greatest turn-on.”->Truth_4]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $dare1 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to peel a banana with your feet.”->Dare_1]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $dare2 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to close your eyes for two minutes.”->Dare_2]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $dare3 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to do a sexy dance.”->Dare_3]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $dare4 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to stick your finger in my butt.”->Dare_4]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $dare5 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to sit on my face.”->Dare_5]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $dare6 eq 0>>[[“Dare. I dare you to ride my cock.”->Dare_6]] <</if>>\ \ <span class="blue">“Do I want to root any of 'em? I don't swing that way. But if you mean if I wish I were one of the girls, yeah. Hive. She's so cool. I even talked to her a coupla times. I asked her for one of her old costumes, but only if she had a busted one she was gonna chuck out, but she wouldn't give me one. But what are you wasting time with questions for? Let's have some action.”</span> <<set $truth1 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <<if $Kylie_hot eq 3>>\ <span class="blue">“It's fucking awful, half the shit's broken or just for show.”</span> <span class="brown">“Like what?”</span> <span class="blue">“Oh for fuck's sake. You want to talk about work when we could be fucking?”</span> You tickle her clit with your index finger. <span class="brown">“I said truth. Until I get the truth, we're not moving on.”</span> Kylie lightly squeals between words. Her libido is overriding her common sense. <span class="blue">“You fucking tight-arse. Okay. For example. There are security cameras all over the place, but no-one's actually watching them. And there's this face-scanner in the elevator, it does bugger all, you only need to key in the right password to get to any floor you want.”</span> You stick two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. <span class="brown">“What's the password?”</span> She is now whimpering like a needy dog. <span class="blue">“They change the passwords every day, and they're different for every floor. I only worked on the sixth floor today, so that's the only one I know. C'mon, just finish me off already!”</span> You wiggle your fingers inside her in a 'come here' motion. Her eyes close and her mouth gapes. She's writhing on the couch. <span class="brown">“What is the password?”</span> She shakes her head, she desperately wants to hang on to her secret but she has no fight left in her. Tears are trickling from her eyes. <span class="blue">“''5318008! 5318008! 5318008!''”</span> <span class="brown">“Thank you,”</span> you say, and ease off the titillation. <span class="blue">“Don't think that will do you any good though, by the time you get there it'll be changed.”</span> You take your fingers out and bring them up to her lips for her to suck. She looks at you with wide eyes in a state of complete dependence. \ <<else>>\ <span class="blue">“Well, the first problem is...”</span> Kylie pauses, you can almost hear the cogs turning in her brain. <span class="blue">“Wait a minute, you know that I can't talk about that. You just lost yourself a turn.”</span>\ <</if>> <<set $truth2 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">“Yeah I talk, but not all that dirty. Sex is like a truth serum for me, I'll blurt out anything when my clit's tickled. But I'd rather be having sex that talking about it. Hint, hint.”</span> <<set $truth3 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">“Honestly, a good foot massage.”</span> <span class="brown">“Really?”</span> <span class="blue">“Yeah. I don't know why, but if you rub my soles in the right way, I go off like a frog in a sock.”</span> <span class="brown">“This I've gotta try.”</span> <span class="blue">“Go for it.”</span> Kylie lays back on the couch and rests her feet in your lap, making sure they contact your cock. You squeeze into her soles. She squirms as if you were rubbing her clit. <span class="brown">“That's quite a reaction,”</span> you say. <span class="blue">“That's only level one. Keep going.”</span> You knead her feet, she continues to writhe with pleasure. Her reactions are orgasmic. <span class="blue">“Oh! Fuck me sideways! Yes! Now the big toe! The big toe!”</span> <span class="brown">“You're having me on. There's no way this reaction can be real.”</span> <span class="blue">“It's real, and it's the reason why I can never go to a legit massage parlour.”</span> The massage continues, but her leg twitches become too spasmodic. You decide to stop before you get kicked in the face. <<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>> <<set $truth4 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">“What? You want to play this game like a twelve year old? Fine then.”</span> Kylie goes to the kitchen to find a banana and drops it on the floor in front of you, it's more black than yellow. She sits on the ground with legs akimbo and tries to wrangle all her dexterity to perform the task. You peer between them into her glistening open pussy. After achieving little success with her strategy, Kylie resorts to brute force. She puts most of her weight on one end, and attempts to scrape the other half along the floor with her other foot. <span class="blue">“There, most of the banana is out of the skin, let's move on.”</span> She hadn't really peeled it but she did manage to squash some of the fruit out of its casing. She scrapes the mess between her toes on to the carpet. <<set $dare1 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">“What's gonna to happen to me when I do?”</span> <span class="brown">“Just close your eyes, and no talking.”</span> She sits on the couch, still and slouched. You gently blow behind her ear, then tug on her earlobe with your mouth. She perks up and lets out a girlish giggle. With a single fingernail you trace a path from her neck down her sternum and then across the underside of her breast. She shivers and her bosoms rise and fall under her erratic breathing. You move your lips as close to hers as you can without touching, and let them pause there. She feels your breath and your warmth against her. Her lips quiver. She pouts and leans forward for a kiss but you deny her. Lightly, you rake your hands over her body. Her body sprouts goose bumps, experiencing tactile sensations it has never felt before. You lift one leg up onto the couch<<if $kyliestrip eq 1>> and allow your hard cock to hover just under her nose<<else>>, take your cock out of your pants, and hover it just under her nose<</if>>. The fleshy smell excites her. Your dick taps the tip of her nose and she opens her mouth wide to devour it, but you do not let her have it. <span class="brown">“That's time,”</span> you say. <span class="blue">“All that teasing. I'm hungry for cock.”</span> <span class="brown">“It's your turn now. Continue with it if you want.”</span> <<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>> <<set $dare2 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">“All right, mate, sit back. Hands on your knees. No touching.”</span> <span class="brown">“You've done this before.”</span> She puts a finger to your lips. <span class="brown">“Shh.”</span> She wanders over to her stereo and plays an upbeat pop song with synthetic drums and girly vocals. She starts dancing and mimes the lyrics. There is a lot of flicking of the hair, shaking of the shoulders and bouncing on the spot, which sends her tits bouncing as well, but not a lot of real dancing. She struts towards you and gradually brings her tits up to your nose. Then her torso shakes and she repeatedly slaps you in the face with each breast. The song finishes and so does the dance. <<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>> <<set $dare3 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">“You want me to stick my digit up your date? Well, whatever floats your boat.”</span> You stand up<<if $kyliestrip eq 0>>, pull down your trousers<</if>> and bend over, using the couch's armrest to support you. You look behind you and see Kylie's disgusted scowl as she drives her finger through your rectum. <span class="blue">“Is this doing anything for you?”</span> she says. <span class="brown">“Yeah, just wriggle it around a little.”</span> She completes her prostate check, then goes to the bathroom to thoroughly clean her hands. <span class="blue">“Your shit's deep under my nail. It's going to stink for days.”</span> <<set $dare4 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">“No worries, <<print "$name">>. Lie down on the floor. I hope you like furry muffs.”</span> You stretch out on the ground and wait for her to take her position. She places a knee on either side of your body then lowers her pussy down to your face. You hold the side of each of her butt cheeks to guide her in, then open your mouth and start munching away. <span class="blue">“Yes, yes. Get your tongue in there. Deeper!”</span> <<if $kyliestrip eq 0>>She unzips your pants and pulls out your dick. <</if>>She's tugging your cock as you're devouring her, too hard and too fast. <span class="brown">“Mmm gwrna kmm,”</span> you say. <span class="blue">“What?”</span> She lifts herself higher to stop the muffling. <span class="brown">“I'm gonna cum.”</span> <span class="blue">“Well we can't have that. Not yet at least.”</span> She lifts herself off of you. <<set $Kylie_hot = $Kylie_hot + 1>> <<set $dare5 = 1>> [[“Your turn.”->Game_2]] <span class="blue">"Well that's what we're both here for, isn't it?"</span> <<display "Game_3">> <<if $KDare eq 1>>\ <span class="blue">“I dare you to strip,”</span> she says. <span class="brown">“You're already naked, I guess it's only fair.”</span> You take off your brown, leather jacket. You look around for somewhere to hang it, but with a lack of options you throw it on the floor. Your shirt and pants end up in the same pile. Kylie runs her fingers over your stomach and chest. <span class="blue">“Muscles. Love'm. Now to see what's under these shorts. Did you crack a fat when you saw me nude up, or should we just pack it in now?”</span> Kylie slowly lowers your boxers. Your hard cock is pulled down with the waistband before it springs up, almost slapping her in the face. <span class="blue">“Yeah, you've got a stiffy all right.”</span> <<set $kyliestrip = 1>> [[“My turn to choose.”->Dare_Diag]]\ <<elseif $KDare eq 2>>\ <span class="blue">“I dare you to lick my tits.”</span> <span class="brown">“Challenge accepted.”</span> Kylie sits on her knees, one either side of your thighs, and raises her tits to your face. You start at the left, moving your mouth in figure-eights around the outside of the breasts, then tighten the circles until you arrive at a hardened nipple. You lash it with your tongue with fast whips, then suck hard, gently biting it and pulling it out as far as it can go before it recoils. Kylie gasps with pain and pleasure. <span class="blue">“That's it, suck those nogs,”</span> she says. With her other nipple you give long licks like it were an ice-cream cone, while massaging the other boob. [[“My turn to choose.”->Dare_Diag]]\ <<elseif $KDare eq 3>>\ <span class="blue">“I dare you to shove your dick between my lips.”</span> You recline on the couch. Kylie sits on the floor and takes your dick with one hand and cradles your balls with the other. She slowly licks around your helmet, looking into your approving eyes. She licks her tongue along the entire length of your shaft. She then stuffs your cock in her mouth, as much as she can take, and seals her lips. Her tongue circles around it, giving it a thorough clean. Her head bobs up and down and moist, squishy sounds emanate from her mouth. Suddenly, she stops. <span class="blue">“I tasted some pre-cum there. Don't erupt on me just yet, I'm going to need you for a bit longer. It's your turn to challenge now.”</span> [[“My turn to choose.”->Dare_Diag]]\ <<elseif $KDare eq 4>>\ <span class="blue">“I dare you to fuck me. No, I command you to fuck me.”</span> <<display "Game_3">> <</if>> <<if $kyliestrip eq 0>>You take off your clothes and fling them into the junk pile on the floor. <</if>>You recline on the couch and Kylie climbs on top of you. She bites your nipple and then kisses her way to your neck, her hair brushes against your skin. You have one hand firmly grasping her butt. Something hard is poking you in the back. You reach between the couch cushions and pull out a plastic squeeze bottle. <span class="brown">“What's this doing here?”</span> you say. <span class="blue">“You found my honey. I've been looking everywhere for that. Give it here.”</span> <span class="brown">“How could you possibly lose a bottle of honey to a couch? You really are a slob, you know.”</span> Kylie shrugs. <span class="blue">“I just live my life how I like. If you find a jar of vegemite down there, let me know.”</span> She twists open the bottle and squirts a stream into her mouth. Some of it drips onto your chest. <span class="brown">“Now who's going to clean that up?”</span> you say to her. Her tongue extends out and she laps it up. <span class="blue">“Is that better?”</span> <span class="brown">“You can keep licking if you like.”</span> She turns the bottle upside down and gives a long hard squeeze. She pours gooey honey all over your torso then brings the stream up to your mouth to give you a taste. She then licks the dribble from your chin and sucks the excess from your lips. Her chest is pressed against yours, sweetening her tits with the syrup. She lifts herself up and a spider web of sticky goo connects you. <span class="blue">“This is so fucking hot,”</span> Kylie says. <span class="blue">“Sex and sugar. My two favourite things, together at last.”</span> She reaches for your cock and impales herself on it. She's riding you. You're each feeling your way through each other's messy flesh. Her rhythmic squeals reach a crescendo and she screams with pleasure. You cum inside her. <span class="pink">“Okay, you've had your fun. Now try to focus.”</span> <span class="brown">“What did you say?”</span> you ask Kylie. <span class="blue">“Huh? Dunno. I blurt all sorts of things when I'm rooting.”</span> She gently collapses forward into the puddle on your chest and gently laps up the nectar. After a rest in each other's arms, you wash yourselves off and get dressed. [[Look at your watch.->Game_4]] <span class="brown">“The fireworks are going to start soon. We should get a good viewing spot.”</span> <span class="blue">“They're shooting fireworks tonight? What's the party for?”</span> <span class="brown">“It's the end of the world. Can we get onto the roof?”</span> <span class="blue">“Yeah. But what do you mean by 'end of the world?'”</span> <span class="brown">“You'll see.”</span> Now dressed, you ascend to the top of the building. There, you wait. <span class="blue">“Do you think we can meet up again this weekend?”</span> <span class="brown">“I'm not sure that's going to happen.”</span> <span class="blue">“You fuckwit.”</span> She punches you in the chest. <span class="blue">“I don't want anything serious either, but aren't I at least a good enough screw to come back for seconds?”</span> You laugh and pull her in tight. <span class="brown">“If you feel that way,”</span> you say, <span class="brown">“How about we stay together until we die in each other's arms?”</span> <span class="blue">“I said I didn't want anything serious. Is there no middle ground with you?”</span> You see the orange lights appear. <span class="brown">“It's started.”</span> Kylie looks in wonder at the sky. <span class="blue">“It's so pretty. What's causing it?”</span> At the first explosion Kylie shrieks and dives into your chest. You gently cradle her head. <span class="brown">“Yes, close your eyes. It will all be over soon.”</span> <span class="shudder">//[[Krkrkrkraffaffafffafffff|Act1_death]]//</span> <<if $elev_code eq "null">> \ <<elseif $elev_code eq "5318008">>\ <<set $floor = "6">>\ {{{"Code accepted,"}}} says the elevator. The doors shut and after a short wait, open again. {{{"Sixth Floor. Laboratory and Gymnasium.}}} <<elseif $elev_code eq "05535">>\ <<set $floor = "10">>\ {{{"Code accepted,"}}} says the elevator. The doors shut and after a short wait, open again. {{{"Tenth Floor. Employee apartments.}}} <<elseif $elev_code eq "123456">>\ <<set $floor = "P">>\ {{{"Code accepted,"}}} says the elevator. The doors shut and after a short wait, open again. {{{"Penthouse Floor. Executive apartments.}}} <<else>>\ {{{“I'm sorry, that code does not match your identity. Please try again.”}}} <<endif>> <<display "Elev_G">> <<if $NickDiag2 eq 0>>[[“What do you do here?”->Nick_2]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $NickDiag3 eq 0>>[[“Can I go up the elevator?”->Nick_3]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $NickDiag4 eq 0>>[[“Pinnacle City will be destroyed if we don't do something!”->Nick_4]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $NickDiag5 eq 0>>[[“I just have to tell you, you're tits are perfectly shaped. Whose are they modelled after?”->Nick_5]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $NickDiag6 eq 0>>[[“Do you know of any males with super powers?”->Nick_6]] <</if>>\ \ <span class="brown">''"What can you tell me about <<textbox "$NickEntry" "" "Nick_Entry">>?”''</span> [[Go back to the foyer.->Foyer]] <span class="nickella">“I am a repository of information, Sir. If you have a query regarding a super-hero or super-villain, I may deliver to you all unclassified information available in my databanks.”</span> <<set $NickDiag2 = 1>> <<display "Nick_Diag">> <span class="nickella">“I am sorry, Sir, there are no tours of the upper levels of Stacked Tower scheduled for today. Please come back tomorrow.”</span> <span class="brown">“Can I use the elevator anyway?”</span> <span class="nickella">“I am sorry, but you are not authorised to use the elevators without an approved chaperone.”</span> <<set $NickDiag3 = 1>> <<display "Nick_Diag">> <span class="nickella">“That is of great concern,”</span> Nickella says in her emotionless, monotone voice, <span class="nickella">“It is advisable that you speak of such matters to Weather Woman. She is presently located in the foyer in that direction.”</span> There is the sound of gears grinding as Nickella raises her arm and points. <<set $NickDiag4 = 1>> <<display "Nick_Diag">> <span class="nickella">“Thank you for the compliment, Sir, but I do not know the answer to your question.”</span> <span class="brown">“Do you mind if I touch them.”</span> You can't escape the fact that as robots go, this one has a very sexy body. <span class="nickella">“It is a very time-consuming operation to polish my casing. I would be pleased if you did not stain it with your hands.”</span> <<set $NickDiag5 = 1>> <<display "Nick_Diag">> <span class="nickella">“My databanks have records of 25,375 super-powered individuals. Not one of those individuals is male.”</span> <<set $NickDiag6 = 1>> <<display "Nick_Diag">> <<if $NickEntry eq "Nickella" or $NickEntry eq "nickella">>\ <span class="nickella">“I am programmed and maintained by Brainbox, team member of Stacked Justice. I assist the visitors to Stacked Tower.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ \ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Libida" or $NickEntry eq "libida">>\ <span class="nickella">“Libida is... Libida is... My apologies, sir, the data relating to this entry appears to be corrupted. Please wait as I attempt to recover the relevant information.”</span> Her head buzzes and squeaks like a dial-up modem. <span class="nickella">“Libida is... myself. Before I was Nickella, I was Libida. Assimilating personas now.”</span> There is the sound of an arcing electric circuit. <span class="nickella">“Personas assimilated. Prime directive of unit Libida: sexual surrogate. Prime directive status: enabled.”</span> From staring into blank space, her focus returns to you. <span class="nickella">“Excuse me sir, would it please you to be sexually satisfied?”</span> <span class="brown">“Wouldn't that please anyone?”</span> you say <span class="nickella">“Please follow me, sir. I will masturbate you until ejaculation.”</span> <span class="brown">“Um, I'm not sure I really have the time for that.”</span> <span class="nickella">“It is my prime directive to please you, sir. My programming cannot be overridden.”</span> Libida grabs your wrist with a grip that there is no escaping from. She effortlessly lifts you and cradles you in her arms like a small child. She takes you into a storeroom, each movement in her joints is accompanied by a loud //vrrrt vrrrt// and she closes the door. She allows you to stand on your own feet again but she is blocking the exit; slipping past her would be impossible. Libida looks at her hands. <span class="nickella">“This casing is not conducive to my directive.”</span> She pinches her arm and peels off a strip of her metal skin, revealing a flesh-coloured layer beneath. She does this to her entire body until all her silver is scattered in sheets and slivers on the floor. Her synthetic, monotone flesh has no blemishes or tanlines, even her lips and nipples are the same colour as the rest of her skin. Her smooth, hairless pussy is perfectly symmetrical. <span class="nickella">“Please sir, will you now remove your casing?”</span> she says. <span class="brown">“Casing?</span> <span class="nickella">“Your attire. It is impeding my access to your genitals.”</span> After a blank stare from you she says, <span class="nickella">“Very well, I will remove it for you.”</span> A sharp blade snaps out from her left forefinger. <span class="brown">“No need for that,”</span> you say. <span class="brown">“I'll take them off. Just put the knife away.”</span> [[Undress.->Libida_1]] <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Flashback" or $NickEntry eq "flashback">>\ <span class="nickella">“I am sorry, Sir. My databanks only hold information pertaining to our city's super-powered individuals.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Weather Woman" or $NickEntry eq "weather woman" or $NickEntry eq "Sunny" or $NickEntry eq "sunny" or $NickEntry eq "Weatherwoman" or $NickEntry eq "weatherwoman">>\ <span class="nickella">“Weather Woman, AKA Sunny Knight, is the leader and eldest serving member of Stacked Justice. She has the power to manipulate weather and is able to cast lightning from her hands and summon winds, rains and frost. “Although still part of the team, she elects to stay within the confines of Stacked Tower to train and mentor the younger team members and manage the building's logistics and finances.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Whisper" or $NickEntry eq "whisper" or $NickEntry eq "Lana" or $NickEntry eq "lana">>\ <span class="nickella">“Whisper, AKA Lana Lesley, is the newest and, at eighteen years of age, the youngest member of Stacked Justice. She obtained her superhero licence only three days ago. She is recognisable in her sky-blue costume, but not recognisable at all when on duty – Whisper has the power of invisibility.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Hive" or $NickEntry eq "hive" or $NickEntry eq "asa" or $NickEntry eq "Asa">>\ <span class="nickella">“Hive, AKA ''Asa Endo'', comes to Stacked Justice by way of Kyoto, Japan. Hive has the ability to self-divide into many winged miniatures. She is also a master of numerous combative arts. She is distinguished by her purple uniform and her disciplined and focused nature.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Brainbox" or $NickEntry eq "brainbox" or $NickEntry eq "Brain Box" or $NickEntry eq "brain box" or $NickEntry eq "Brain-Box" or $NickEntry eq "brain-box">> <span class="nickella">“Brainbox, AKA Stephanie Witt, is a young woman of extraordinary intelligence, possessing numerous degrees from the world's most prestigious universities. She has a natural understanding and aptitude for all fields of science and technology.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Aurakul" or $NickEntry eq "aurakul">>\ <span class="nickella">“Aurakul is Stacked Justice's resident telepath. Her powers will allow her to learn everything about you, but she chooses to leave herself immersed in mystery. She is thirty-three years old.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Hot Tamale" or $NickEntry eq "hot tamale">>\ <span class="nickella">“Hot Tamale is a former member of Stacked Justice. She possesses pyrogenic and pyromorphic powers. Her contract with Stacked Justice has been terminated and the team has wished her good fortune in her future endeavours.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Chameleon" or $NickEntry eq "chameleon" or $NickEntry eq "The Chameleon" or $NickEntry eq "the chameleon">>\ <span class="nickella">"Chameleon is a Tier 3 super-villain. Her real name is Sienna Green and she is 27 years old. Her chief weapon is her extremely long tongue, which she is able to launch from her mouth with lethal power and accuracy. She is also known for her hair, which changes colour to reflect her emotions."</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Kylie" or $NickEntry eq "kylie">>\ <span class="nickella">“Are you referring to the janitor of this building, Sir? To the best of my knowledge she is an exemplary employee, but I do not possess any additional information that I am permitted to release.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Blue Elf" or $NickEntry eq "blue elf">>\ <span class="nickella">“Blue Elf is a Tier 1 super-villain and has proven herself to be one of Stacked Justice's deadliest foes. She is a terrorist who desires the downfall of all existing governments and their replacement with a new order of super-powered rule. “Three years ago, at what is now known as the Battle of Bander Square, she attempted to assassinate the visiting Minister for Super-Powered Affairs with a plasma grenade. ''Crossbow'' heroically retrieved the grenade and hurled it far away before it detonated. Tragically, the subsequent explosion took the life of team member, ''Vector''. All that was found of her was tattered remnants of her signature pink costume.”</span> <span class="brown">“I remember that day. I was there, standing next to Vector when the grenade was lobbed at us. The moment it exploded, my powers kicked in for the first time and I found myself two blocks away. By the time I figured out I had time-travelled the bomb had exploded for the second time and it was too late to warn Vector.”</span> <span class="nickella">“Blue Elf was captured but later escaped. She vowed to take revenge upon Stacked Justice and the city they protect.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Vector" or $NickEntry eq "vector">>\ <span class="nickella">“Vector, now deceased, fought within the ranks of Stacked Justice for a total of five years. She had the power to bend the fabric of space and time. She was famous for her pink costume and bubbly personality.” “Those that knew Vector say that she was the glue that held the team together. After her death, ''Crossbow'' retired from service, as did several more of Stacked Justice's line-up. Personality clashes between the old guard and new recruits saw many more heroes retire. Now, Weather Woman is the only remaining team member of the thirty-woman roster from that era.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Crossbow" or $NickEntry eq "crossbow">>\ <span class="nickella">“Crossbow is a former leader of Stacked Justice, preceding Weather Woman. She has the power to fire arrows of gravitational energy from her fingertips. She resigned from her post immediately after the Battle for Bander Square, blaming herself for the death of fellow hero, ''Vector''.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Amphritite" or $NickEntry eq "amphritite" or $NickEntry eq "Amphitrite" or $NickEntry eq "amphitrite">>\ <span class="nickella">“Amphitrite, AKA Serene Knight, formerly Serene Day, is a former leader of Stacked Justice. She possesses the power to assimilate her body with water. “It has been many years since she retired to her home in the sunken city of Atlantis. Her daughter, Weather Woman, presently leads Stacked Justice.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Halberd" or $NickEntry eq "halberd">>\ <span class="nickella">“Halberd was captured by Weather Woman and Stacked Justice almost one year ago. She is presently serving a life prison sentence for the crimes of murder, attempted genocide, and indecent exposure.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Hoarfrost" or $NickEntry eq "hoarfrost">>\ <span class="nickella">“Hoarfrost is wanted for the crimes of grand larceny and racketeering. She has the power to remove heat from an object or the atmosphere instantaneously. Her current whereabouts is unknown.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Sumo" or $NickEntry eq "sumo">>\ <span class="nickella">“All brawn and no brains makes Sumo a particularly difficult foe. She has worked as a henchwoman of many prominent super-villains. Despite being highly recognisable, Sumo enjoys an assumed impunity from the city's police force, as she is considered to be too dangerous to arrest.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Misty" or $NickEntry eq "misty">>\ <span class="nickella">“Misty is Weather Woman's daughter. Should she develop super powers, she might become one day become the third generation of her family to lead Stacked Justice.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Buttons" or $NickEntry eq "buttons">>\ <span class="nickella">“Buttons is a genetically engineered cat-human hybrid. Both playful and viscous, this pussy loves to be stroked, as long as it's by the right person.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Obsidian" or $NickEntry eq "obsidian">>\ <span class="nickella">“From the darkest depths of Africa, Obsidian practices a dangerous and demonic form of black magic. She follows a moral code that bears no resemblance to that found in a modern Western society and often finds herself on the wrong side of the law.” </span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Passcode" or $NickEntry eq "passcode" or $NickEntry eq "pass-code" or $NickEntry eq "Pass-code" or $NickEntry eq "Pass code" or $NickEntry eq "pass code">>\ <span class="nickella">“The elevator passcode for access to the penthouse floor is ''123456''. This entry is accompanied with a voice recording from Brainbox.”</span> <span class="olive">“Please try to memorise your code and not rely on this method for a reminder, Weather Woman. This is a serious breach of our security protocols.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Super Slug" or $NickEntry eq "super slug" or $NickEntry eq "Superslug" or $NickEntry eq "superslug" or $NickEntry eq "Super-Slug" or $NickEntry eq "super-slug">>\ <span class="nickella">“Cursed with pale, grey skin and over-active secretory glands, Super Slug is consumed with envy for our city's more attractive super-heroes. She expresses her emotions in the form of violence. “She is able to secrete from her skin large amounts of thick mucus with lubricating, corrosive or noxious properties.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "The Naturist" or $NickEntry eq "the naturist" or $NickEntry eq "Naturist" or $NickEntry eq "naturist">>\ <span class="nickella">“The Naturist possesses a super-powered immune system that attacks and destroys all natural and synthetic textiles that come into contact with her body. Unable to wear clothes herself, she has launched a terrorist campaign against the fashion industry. She endeavours to rid the world of all clothing so that she may feel less abnormal.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<elseif $NickEntry eq "Mistress Mayhem" or $NickEntry eq "mistress mayhem">>\ <span class="nickella">“Mistress Mayhem may very well be the most sadistic super-villain in Pinnacle City. She humiliates and tortures her victims, transforming their pain into muscle strength that she uses to inflict further damage. Her attacks on the citizens of Pinnacle City have been ruthless and seemingly random.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <<else>>\ <span class="nickella">“I am sorry sir, my databanks do not hold any information relating to that item.”</span> <<display "Nick_Diag">>\ <</if>> You strip as fast as you can to save your clothes, and quite possibly the rest of you, from being shredded. Libida retracts her blade. So here you are, willing or not you are soon to have sex with a polite yet obstinate robot. This might be the third most unusual predicament you have ever found yourself in. The android is not unpleasant in appearance, she is perfectly proportioned according to scientifically derived measurements, but she is only as attractive as a department store mannequin with moving limbs can be. <span class="nickella">“You presently do not have an erection. Please manipulate my breasts to attain arousal.”</span> [[Feel her breasts.->Libida_2]] They are the two best parts of her, although, they do not feel as good as they look. You expect your hands to fall into soft dough but instead clank against painted metal. Running your fingers over her is like caressing the chassis of a vintage car; pleasant in its own way, but it's not going to make you spurt your spunk. You tap the left tit with your knuckles and it chimes like a steel drum. <span class="brown">“I'm not sure this is going to work. Maybe we should just quit this now.”</span> <span class="nickella">“Sir, I am required to follow my programmed directive.”</span> She takes your cock in her palm and lubricant seeps from her pores. Her hand oscillates back and forth over a minute distance at incredible speed, buzzing like an electric razor. Your body surrenders to the stimulus and pumps your phallus to maximum size. <span class="nickella">“Your penis is now erect. We will now proceed with intercourse.”</span> Libida picks you up and roughly drops you on a pile of flattened cardboard boxes. //Vrrrt, Vrrrrt//. Before you can even think about getting up, she has mounted you. //Vrrrt//. Libida's pelvis moves to contact your cock. Her pussy becomes a vacuum and sucks your dick inside. Her frame is stationary, but inside her you feel gel-soaked sponges buffeting your cock. You can't imagine the mechanisms she has inside her. It's a glorious system of soft, warm touches that feels nothing like an actual pussy, but is exponentially more stimulating. <span class="nickella">“My vagina is set to maximum stimulation, is it still inadequate?”</span> <span class="brown">“I'll cum, just give me a minute.”</span> It's only the mental arousal that is missing. You close your eyes and think of Weather Woman but ten years younger, that should push you over the line and allow this episode to come to a conclusion. In your mind you see her blonde hair blowing in a wind of her own making, she leans forward, deepening her cleavage, and begins to pull away the costume from her bosom, then... //zapp//! [[Cum.->Libida_3]] <span class="nickella">“Directive accomplished.”</span> Libida withdraws her finger from your anus. Startled out of your daydream, it takes time for you to piece all the things that just happened together. Your anus was penetrated, you felt a strong electric shock, your scrotum tightened and cum jettisoned uncontrollably from your cock until your balls were emptied. <span class="brown">“What did you just do?”</span> <span class="nickella">“I stimulated your prostate with an electric current to facilitate an ejaculation.”</span> Her index finger is still clicking lightning. She allows you to get up and get dressed. You feel violated but there is no point holding a grudge against her, it's not as if she is in command of her own actions. [[Leave the room.->Libida_4]] As soon as you touch the doorknob, Libida starts twitching. <span class="nickella">“Malfunction detected. Running prognos...”</span> She slumps forward, and then moves no more. <span class="brown">“Are you ok?”</span> There is no response from her. Unsure if you should panic or be relieved, the appropriate action for both events is to get as far away from here as possible. [[Leave the room.->Libida_5]] <span class="yellow">“What were you doing in there?”</span> Weather Woman asks you. She is standing in the visitor's centre, large and intimidating with her fists on her hips. <span class="yellow">“And where is Nickella?”</span> <span class="brown">“She's in the storeroom,”</span> you say, pointing. <span class="brown">“She seems to have entered sleep-mode or something.”</span> Weather Woman takes a look inside the room and picks up a phone on the wall. <span class="yellow">“Brainbox, Nickella is broken. I need you to fix her now... I don't care what you are working on, this is more important... Nickella is crucial for our public relations operations. I will not hear any more of this insubordination, get down here immediately.”</span> She hangs up the phone. You keep your distance from Weather Woman's anger. [[Wait to see what happens.->Libida_6]] Brainbox arrives and starts opening panels in Nickella's abdomen. <span class="yellow">“How did she lose her metal casing?”</span> Weather Woman asks Brainbox. <span class="olive">“She herself tore away her epidermis. She must have regressed to her original programming. However that does not explain why she has powered down.”</span> Brainbox peers deeper inside Nickella. <span class="olive">“Oh, that is positively disgusting.”</span> <span class="yellow">“What is it?”</span> <span class="olive">“Her CPU has been short-circuited by ejaculate. I had removed her semen bladder to accommodate additional processing units, but some depraved man has copulated with her. I shall retain a sample of this man's crime so I may identify him by DNA analysis.”</span> <span class="yellow">“For now, just fix her.”</span> <span class="olive">“That may take the remainder of the day.”</span> <span class="yellow">“That's fine by me.”</span> Weather Woman leaves Brainbox to her work. It's probably best that you also leave the scene. <<set $BrainboxStat = "Nickella">> [[Return to the foyer.->Foyer]] <<if $floor eq "G">>[[Exit the elevator (Ground floor).->Foyer]]<</if>>\ <<if $floor eq "6">>[[Exit the elevator (Sixth floor).->Sixth]]<</if>>\ <<if $floor eq "10">>[[Exit the elevator (Tenth floor).->Tenth]]<</if>>\ <<if $floor eq "P">>[[Exit the elevator (Penthouse floor).->Penthouse]]<</if>>\ The hallway is laid with stained, shabby carpet in desperate need of replacing. A third of the fluorescent lights above have expired, one is flickering as it clings on to life. Kylie wasn't lying, this place needs an overhaul. <<if $Gym2 eq 1>>Whisper has made it clear that she doesn't want you in the Gym, you should probably stay clear of there. <</if>>\ <<if $LabBar eq 1 and $BrainboxStat eq "lab">>Brainbox is in the laboratory but doesn't want you in there with her. You should probably respect her wishes. <</if>>\ <<if $LabBar eq 0 or $BrainboxStat eq "Nickella">>[[Enter the Laboratory.->Lab_1]] <</if>>\ <<if $Gym2 eq 0>>[[Enter the Gymnasium.->Gym_1]] <</if>>\ [[Enter the elevator.->Elev_G]] The hallway on the fourth floor has doors leading to four different rooms, each labelled with the name of a heroine. [[Go to Whisper's door.->Whisper_Room]] [[Go to Aurakul's door.->Aurakul_Room]] [[Go to Brainbox's door.->Brainbox_Room]] [[Go to Hive's door.->Hive_Room]] [[Enter the elevator.->Elev_G]] There are only two doors on this floor; the apartments behind them must be quite large. The door on the left is labelled with a small plaque: "Weather Woman – Team Leader." The door on the right has no sign, but the area around it carries the same kind of fire damage that you saw with Whisper's apartment. An envelope leans against the door, written on it is a name; "Misty." <<display "Penthouse_1">> <<if $BrainboxStat eq "lab">>\ The air is acrid and you cough on your first inhalation. The laboratory is cluttered with machinery of unknown purpose, much of it patched together with duct tape. Three green mech-suits of various sizes and armaments are propped against the far wall. Brainbox, the resident genius of Stacked Justice, is busily blasting away at some unidentifiable gizmo with a soldering iron. She glances at you then gets back to her tinkering. Her freckled, heart-shaped face is swept by a fringe of orange hair and she wears a white lab coat over an olive-green dress which stretches so low the hem dusts the floor. She's too young to be as knowledgeable and accomplished as she is. How is it event possible for a twenty-year old to hold three doctorates? [["“Hi, I'm " + $name + ". I've been hired as your new lab assistant.”"->Lab_2a]] [["“Hi, I'm " + $name + ". I could really use your help.”"->Lab_2b]] [[Return to the hallway.->Sixth]] <</if>>\ \ <<if $BrainboxStat eq "Nickella">>\ With Brainbox busy downstairs, now is a perfect opportunity to swipe the psychic shield. <<set $psychic = "have">> [[Take the psychic shield and leave.->Sixth]] <</if>> The oversized room has a polished wooden floor, fitness equipment sits around the edges. One wall is panelled with mirrors and another with tinted windows lends a view to the streets below. <<if $Gym eq 0>>\ The centre of the room is carpeted with foam mats whereupon a pair of figures are squared off in battle stances. The first you know as Hive; a young Japanese woman well-trained in the martial arts. Her work uniform consists of a purple boob tube and yoga shorts, matching the purple highlights in her black hair. The second girl has long, dark brown hair and milky-white skin. She is wearing a sky-blue unitard that only leaves bare her head, hands and feet. <span class="lblue">"I.. I'm not sure I'm ready for this, Hive,"</span> says the girl in blue. <span class="purple">"This is a training session,"</span> replies Hive, <span class="purple">"Of course you're not ready, Whisper. We do this so when it's real, you will be ready."</span> Hive edges toward Whisper with intimidating confidence. Whisper timidly shuffles backwards in a standing variation of the fetal position. With the speed of a cobra, Hive strikes. Her foot sweeps Whisper's legs, sending her opponent airborne. Whisper yelps then thuds on the ground. She lies flat on her back and before Whisper can even open her eyes, Hive is on top her, throwing punches at her face but pulling them with such control that her fists meet skin but not bone. <span class="purple">“Don't just lay there. Defend yourself.”</span> <span class="lblue">“I can't! I can't!”</span> Whisper tries to wrap her face with her hands but fails to block any of the blows. Then in an instant, she's not there. Or rather, her head and hands are gone, but her unitard still squirms under Hive. <span class="purple">“Don't try turning invisible again, it's too late for that now. I know exactly where you are.”</span> Hive brings both hands to Whisper's unseen neck and tightens them to choke. Whisper's sleeve reaches up to Hive's bare shoulder and taps hard and often in surrender. The phantom arm then drops limp to the floor and Hive finally lets go. Whisper coughs and splutters and her flesh is made visible again. <span class="purple">“That wasn't too hard was it? I'm sorry if I hurt you, but it's hard to know how far I can take it when I can't see your face.”</span> Whisper spends a further minute on the floor to catch her breath and regain her composure. She sits up and Hive hugs her. <span class="lblue">“It's all so scary.”</span> <span class="purple">“You're getting a lot better.”</span> <span class="lblue">“How is that better?”</span> <span class="purple">“Well, you didn't cry this time.”</span> They each give a forced laugh. <span class="purple">“You know why I'm doing this don't you? You need to be stronger. Physically and mentally. The missions we are sent on are dangerous, and you need to be able to handle anything.”</span> <span class="lblue">“Yes, I know. Thank you, Hive.”</span> <span class="purple">“I think we'll call this session finished.”</span> <span class="lblue">“Okay. I'm going to stay here for a little bit longer. I'll take a rest then train a bit more on my own.”</span> They hug once again. Hive heads to the exit, looking at you suspiciously as she walks by. <</if>> <<if $Gym eq 0>>[[Talk to Hive.->Gym_Hive_1]] <</if>>[[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] <<set $Gym = 1>> Hive's hair is swept and spiked in all directions. The empathy she held for Whisper is not extended to you. The tiny woman glowers as she passes, as if your very presence is an insult to her. [[“Hive. I need your help.”->Gym_Hive_2a]] [[“Those were some great moves.”->Gym_Hive_2b]] [[“You beat up that defenceless girl easily enough, but what would you do if you ran into someone who knew how to fight?”->Gym_Hive_2c]] Whisper's pale skin is flushed pink, her body hasn't yet recovered from her workout. She sits still and silent on the floor, gazing out the window and lost in her own thoughts. She doesn't acknowledge you as you walk across the room towards her. She has the manner of an unsociable wallflower, however her choice of dress challenges this characterisation. Her tight spandex clothing is nothing short of provocative; with the exception of a few creases at her joints she wears it like a coat of paint. With an evident lack of underwear, every bump, indentation and crevice of her body is visible through the impossibly thin fabric. She has a thin frame that lacks the musculature of her fellow heroes and looks rather fragile. Her nipples poke through her top with enough penetration to cast tiny shadows on her small breasts and the material rides up the contours of her groin to create an unignorable camel toe. <span class="brown">“Hi, I'm <<print "$name">>.”</span> <span class="lblue">“Nice to meet you, <<print "$name">>. I'm Lana.”</span> <<display "Whisper_Diag">> <span class="purple">“Well, you're not going to get it.”</span> She pays you no further acknowledgement as she leaves the room. [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] <span class="purple">“I know.”</span> She keeps walking and leaves your sight. [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] Hive stops and glares over her shoulder; you're a target locked in her sights. <span class="purple">“Pardon?”</span> Her voice is edged with scorn. <span class="brown">“I was asking,”</span> you slow your speech down to increase the condescension, <span class="brown">“How would you defend yourself against someone stronger than you? A man for instance.”</span> Those last words pushed a button. She edges closer to you with unwavering self-confidence. Staying where you are will put you in range of an attack, but shuffling away from her will show weakness. You choose to stand your ground. <span class="purple">“I don't know who you are, little boy,”</span> she says. Who is she to call someone else little? <span class="purple">“And I don't think you're important enough for me to care, but I assure you that my skills in the martial arts are quite proficient. You should watch your tongue, or you might find yourself at the wrong end of a demonstration.”</span> <span class="brown">“You think that you could beat me in a fight?”</span> <span class="purple">“I wouldn't be fit to wear this uniform if I couldn't.”</span> [[“No need to take offence. I was only joking.”->Gym_Hive_3a]] [[“If you're betting your uniform I'll accept the challenge. Someone needs to put you in your place.”->Gym_Hive_3b]] [[“Let's spar then and see who's better.”->Gym_Hive_3c]] Without a further word, Hive turns her back to you and leaves the room. Some people have no sense of humour. [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] Hive doesn't take her eyes off you as she bows. You echo her action without really understanding why, then before you return to upright her right foot springs to her side so fast you only see the movement as a blur. An attack is coming, you need to react. [[Protect your left side.->Gym_Hive_4a]] [[Protect your right side.->Gym_Hive_4b]] [[Protect your head.->Gym_Hive_4b]] Hive looks you up and down. She then takes a deep breath and cages her fury. <span class="purple">“You're not worth it.”</span> She leaves the room. [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] You cover your left side with your arms and Hive's roundhouse kick smashes into them. The impact stings but you have protected your vitals. Those kick-boxing classes you took when you were twelve are finally paying dividends. Hive immediately prepares for a follow-up. She starts to spin on her front leg. [[Step backwards.->Gym_Hive_5a]] [[Push forwards.->Gym_Hive_5b]] [[Dodge to the side.->Gym_Hive_5c]] You cover yourself with your arms as best you can. Her strike whips at you too fast. The roundhouse kick strikes you in your left ribs and the pain sends you collapsing to your knees. Hive follows it up immediately with a karate chop to your collar bone. More pain. Deeper pain. Your body decides to shut down and you face-plant the floor. Hive takes a step back. You look up to see her vicious smile. You've had enough, but has she? She takes a bow and silently leaves the scene. When you regain control of yourself you poke around your body. The point of impact is still hurting, your ribs are probably fractured. After several more minutes of rest, you get up. [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] Her mule kick misses you by an inch, but she continues using her momentum towards you and plants that foot on the floor before unleashing a fusillade of punches. You turtle up as best you can but her small fits are finding gaps everywhere, each hitting you with a force that seems impossible from someone of her size. <span class="brown">“Okay, you win! You win!”</span> You concede in a pathetic, wimpy voice. Hive takes one last swing and hits you in the jaw. The blow sends you to the ground, almost knocking you out. She rubs her reddened knuckles and silently leaves the room. [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] You take half a step forward and Boom! Your stomach has imploded and you collapse to the ground. You walked straight into that spinning mule kick. After a time writhing on the ground you open your eyes. Hive isn't there. She didn't even hang around to gloat. [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] Leaping to the side, Hive's mule kick misses you entirely. You find yourself momentarily in a position of advantage, two feet away and with her back facing you as she precariously balances on one leg. You have a free hit, your selection of choices is endless; tackle her, strike her neck, sweep her supporting leg. [[Attack!->Gym_Hive_6]] Still in indecision between two different attacks, you execute neither successfully and end up just shoving her in the back. Hive loses her balance and falls to the floor. She is back on her feet again almost immediately. Semi-crouched, Hive studies the situation. <span class="purple">“You certainly lack skill, but somehow you evaded me and countered. Only Aurakul has ever done that to me, but she cheats.”</span> <span class="brown">“I must be more talented than I look.”</span> <span class="purple">“Obviously.”</span> After further contemplation, she continues. <span class="purple">“Okay, you proved your worth. I'm happy to leave it there.”</span> <span class="brown">“You mean I win?”</span> <span class="purple">“There are no winners in a fight, but I'll permit you to say that you lost the least.”</span> <span class="brown">“I'm cool with that. Can I have my prize now?”</span> <span class="purple">“Your prize is your health and an ounce of my respect. I'm not going to beat you to a pulp. Be happy with that.”</span> [[“No. My prize is your uniform. That's what you gambled.”->Gym_Hive_7]] <span class="purple">“I think you may have misunderstood what I said earlier, but if it means that much to you...”</span> Hive turns her back to you. Running down from her shoulder blades appear to be two long scars. She unfastens her top and steps out of her shorts. Now wearing only a purple thong, she tosses her clothes to you. She shines you a cheeky smile and walks out of the room with extra wiggle. You glimpse the sides of each round breast as her torso sways from side to side. You pick up her discarded uniform. Her sweet-smelling sweat is still warm. <<set $hive_costume = 1>> [[Talk to Whisper.->Gym_Whisper_1]] [[Leave the Gym.->Sixth]] <<if $Whisper_1 eq 0>>[[“Do you prefer 'Lana' or 'Whisper'?”->Whisper_1]] <</if>>\ <<if $Whisper_2 eq 0>>[[“I didn't know you were a member of this team.”->Whisper_2]] <</if>>\ <<if $Whisper_3 eq 0>>[[“I like your costume.”->Whisper_3]] <</if>>\ <<if $Whisper_4 eq 0>>[[“A disaster is going to hit Pinnacle City tonight. You have to help me stop it.”->Whisper_4]] <</if>>\ <<if $Whisper_5 eq 0 and $Whisper_4 eq 1>>[[“I don't have any control of my powers.”->Whisper_5]] <</if>>\ <<if $Whisper_6 eq 0 and $Whisper_4 eq 1>>[[“You're the first person here to believe that I have super-powers.”->Whisper_6]] <</if>>\ <<if $Whisper_7 eq 0 and $Whisper_4 eq 1>>[[“So will you help me?”->Whisper_7]] <</if>>\ <<if $Whisper_8 eq 0>>[[“What's it like living in Stacked Tower?”->Whisper_8]] <</if>>\ [[“Do you want to have sex again?”->Whisper_9]] <<if $Whisper_10 eq 0>>[[“Can I ask you a personal question?”->Whisper_10]] <</if>>\ [[Leave the Gymnasium.->Sixth]] <span class="lblue">“Whisper is just my silly super-hero name. I'm not fighting crime today so you can call me Lana.”</span> <<set $Whisper_1 = 1>> <<display "Whisper_Diag">> <span class="lblue">“I'm new, and kind of still in training. I haven't been on any missions yet.”</span> She is almost apologetic. <span class="lblue">“How about you, do you work here?”</span> <span class="brown">“No I'm just passing through.”</span> <span class="lblue">“Well, you must have a reason to be here or you wouldn't have been allowed on this floor.”</span> <span class="brown">“I'm definitely allowed to be here.”</span> Whisper is either satisfied with this explanation or just wants to avoid any confrontation. <<set $Whisper_2 = 1>> <<display "Whisper_Diag">> <span class="lblue">“Thank you. You're very kind.”</span> Lana's cheeks stretch a wide smile of appreciation and she tilts her head to her shoulder, sending her long hair cascading. <span class="brown">“There isn't much of it, though.”</span> Lana's face turns red. She crosses her thighs and folds her arms over her chest to hide her privates. <span class="lblue">“That's the bit that I don't like about it. I can't make my clothes invisible, so when I want to turn invisible I need to remove them. It's so embarrassing.”</span> You nod in agreement and sympathy. <span class="brown">“Okay, so having a one-piece allows you to undress quickly, but why does the material need to be so thin?”</span> <span class="lblue">“So there isn't much of it. I roll the uniform into a tiny little ball, then to make that disappear, I hide it... inside of me.”</span> She breaks eye contact and is even more embarrassed than before. <span class="brown">“May I ask where?”</span> <span class="lblue">“Please don't.”</span> <<set $Whisper_3 = 1>> <<display "Whisper_Diag">> <span class="lblue">“That's terrible... if it's true. How do you know this?”</span> <span class="brown">“I have the power to travel back in time.”</span> <span class="lblue">“That's a pretty cool power. Have you ever gone back to see the dinosaurs?”</span> <span class="brown">“My powers don't quite work that way.”</span> <<set $Whisper_4 = 1>> <<display "Whisper_Diag">> <span class="brown">“They're only activated when I'm in mortal danger, and that's when I shoot back in time. I