Here I was, standing in front of his door. Despite everything that had happened between us, I thought that nothing really changed...

I remember when we first met, I was this stupid and naive girl that thought that she could change the world. I know I'm not smart, nor strong. But at least giving a helping hand to someone in need was something within my reach. So I helped him during a bad moment in his life.

With time, his situation improved, I was there to witness his growth and it made me happy, I felt like I amounted to something. Watching his glow up with me, I felt special. Eventually, I'd hang out with him at his house. Well, he still lived with his mom, but she was a good woman, raising her kid all on her own. So he helped pay the rent with her. That was something I respected about him.

One thing led to another and, when his mother would go to work during weekends, we'd hit it off. Like he liked to say, we "smashed". It was always funny to ask the other if they wanted to "smash", it made us laugh. We usually did it in the living room, on the couch. Despite being one year older than him, he was always the one on top, dominating me and making me unable to walk straight after that. On the rare occasion when I was on top, he'd give me more punishment, I never rode him, he just pumped me from under me. I loved when he made me feel like a sextoy, I loved knowing that he was getting pleased with my body. I loved feeling useful. We'd "smash" for a couple of hours. And I was a screamer, so my crotch wasn't the only thing that was sore afterward. I knew he loved when I expressed how much I loved getting "smashed". Being loud wasn't such a big deal back then.

A few years later, he found himself a girlfriend. At first, I was very happy and supportive of him. I even met her, she was a couple older than him and was an alright gal from what I could see. I still visited him during weekends, only hanging out and laughing at memes. It was... nice. I was surprised when he told me that he hasn't had any sexual acts since then, not even masturbating. I didn't question him too much about, after all it was his own life. As for me, I kept myself busy, compensating for the lack of "smashing", only doing it solo. But as their little couple was going strongly, I saw him less and less, and I didn't hide my disappointment. I couldn't even hang out with him during our weekends, since he was visiting his girlfriend. But I knew that I was being selfish, I was always possessive of the people I liked and maybe that was his way to punish me.

Then one day he sent me a text, saying that they broke up. I was in middle of a university lesson, I stormed off and called him, worried about him. I was willing to rush to him to comfort him, but he said that he was doing fine, that he just needed to talk about it a bit. I was a bit happy to learn that I was the second person he had shared the news with, the first being his mom. I was a monster for feeling happy that I was his second person in mind, I was happy that he reached me to share his wound. At least I was also sad that they broke up, holding a grudge against his ex. I was probably acting like an older sister during that moment.

Time passed and everything went back to normal, for the most part. I was a bit surprised when he named his kitten after me, and was a bit bothersome when we'd "smash" and the little pet would rub against me, sometimes staring at me. It was a bit of a turn off when we stared at each other while I was getting butt fucked. One time, that little shit hissed at me when I was screaming his name. I always preferred dogs anyway.

But recently, something happened in his family, forcing him and his mother to host an uncle who was barely older than me. I didn't see him much, but I came to despise him. From what I learnt during outdoor escapades, the uncle was a deadbeat. Refusing to work, nor contribute to the house chores. He was supposed to look for a new home, but hasn't done much. It was irritating me since that uncle would laze in the house, sleeping during the morning weekends. Our little routine was greatly perturbed, no more couch sex, and no more foreplay either, since I was a screamer. Despite my aversion to blowjobs, I once tried to give one, only to be almost caught by the uncle who was walking around the house. I thought about bringing to sex in the bedroom or at my place, but it wasn't the same. Our "smashing" sessions were a casual occurrence, it would happen if the both of us were feeling like it, and changing places to do it would immediately kill the mood.

The last time we had a clear window to fool around, I couldn't get wet, even with a bit of stimulation, I couldn't. I wasn't excited and I was frustrated. It threw him off and I quickly left. From that point, we started drifting apart, the situation worsened when we got conflicting schedules and too much work on our own side. We texted less and less. I tried to keep the relation as best as a I could, but I felt guilty. Was it because I never confessed to him? Was it because I got to care less? I only fooled around with him, thinking that it would have been fine. But the recent events led to more frustration, leading to deprive me from excitement, from arousal. Did I still want him after our dry incident?

Secret Ending G - shady dealer (faithful client ending)

+ Alternative secret Ending G - rebound girl (ending, should you fail to romance the other characters)

Being in college wasn't difficult once you know where your classes were and who to ask for help. The Fixer was one of those people, for the right price or item to exchange, you could hire their service and get things that weren't readily available in college, or that would help you in a pinch, like a lighter. When they were wearing a school backpack, you could buy bigger items, such as alcohol bottles. That individual was more like a shady dealer since they never shown their face, hiding behind a white face mask and a cartoon-ish hood that hid their eyes, not to mention the voice modifier. They would be found in secluded areas, except for one place that was the smoker area. That meant that you had a good chance to meet them when going to talk to either Liz or Mia. Your first encounter with the individual would happen during your first visit in the non gendered bathroom on the third floor, they would come out of the third stall. They'd greet you non nonchalantly before washing their hands and opening their black parka, revealing different items. They proposed to sell you some items in exchange of money or valuables. Being a walking convenient store, you would often require their services, be it for romancing characters, quest lines, or boosting your stats. Some expensive items could be obtained by giving a service/ getting a fetch quest. The more interaction you had, the more reputation and affection you'd get, eventually getting discounts or services free of charge. Neat.

Since their gender was unknown, you wouldn't really know if they were flirting or having a bit of banter with since you were trying to romance girls. So, with high enough affection, you'd get called "Honey", "Lover boy" or even "Darling" when max affection. Should you explore the mall during the evening, you could find the Fixer in a Wok to Walk, getting some take-away and leaving promptly.

Why did you pursue the Fixer? Was it because they were reliable? Was it because you were curious? Or was it because you wanted some freebies?

To get this ending, you'd have to complete every fetch quests and have bought all the items and services proposed, so you had to spend quite a lot of money, with some returns on investments. As you talked more and more with the Fixer, you learnt that they became quite dependent on you and that they'd give you discounts and freebies (of low value) whenever you'd take pictures of cute dogs you'd find around the college. So dog hunting was an easy way to quickly raise your affection. With high enough affection, you got their phone number for emergencies, and you got to visit the Fixer hangout. It had a couple of people dressed the same way as your own Fixer, which made you wonder if you actually were talking with the same person you had first met. Well, that was until you learnt that each year had a new dealer, that followed the same class. You might have wondered if you got into some kind of cult when they gave you a face mask. That item would unlock you the special services such as cheat sheets, information on specific people, or getting home deliveries to your own flat. Neat.

After completing your last quest, the Fixer would invite you to go eat out. Should you refuse, they would still hold the offer (can never close this path). So when you eventually accepted, you followed them to the Wok to Walk and they offered to pay for your food.

"Yeah, don't worry, darling. Consider it a date." they said, probably jokingly.

Once your order ready, you were asked if you both could eat at your flat, since your home was closer. Hoping in your car, you had a silent and awkward drive. It was pretty difficult to read their mood, since you couldn't see their face. You were pretty glad to finally arrive home.

"I don't usually do this with a client, but I fancy your presence."

Sitting at the table, you then realized that you were finally going to see what your Fixer looked like. Removing their hood, they had a brown ponytail, their eyes were hazel and their skin was tanned. You realized that your Fixer was a girl all along (shocker! amarite?) when she removed her mask, which had a voice modifier in it. She did look like someone you may have noticed in class.

"Is something the matter, darling?" she asked when she noticed your surprised expression. "Eat up before it gets cold." she said before eating her food.

You followed her example, eating silently while trying to remember the name of the girl in front of you. Awkward. You'd eventually remember someone that looked like her at the back of the class, wearing plain clothes and looking like any NPC in a college setting. While she wasn't as beautiful as the other girls (that you can romance), did look pretty.

> "So, you're Shelly, right?"

Looking pleasantly surprised, she stopped eating and nodded with a happy smile.

"That's right. I've been observing you since the beginning. You looked quite interesting, I must say. I'm surprised you decided to stick with me for so long. Are you looking for a refund?" she joked before finishing her food.

Once you were both finished, Shelly put down her backpack and removed her parka, still filled with various items, and asked to know where your bathroom was. She quickly came back after changing her clothes, wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans, her barely existent chest having gained a few cup to reach a C cup. Now she really looked like Shelly from class.

"You've spent quite a lot of money on, right? Since you're my best customer, I guess I could make it worthwhile. There's an open air theater where we can watch movies in your car. You up?"

> "I don't think that's a good idea. Maybe another time?" [postpone the date, you can initiate it back while skipping the reveal]

> "We aren't that close, I don't like doing it." [decline]

"Sure, I understand. My offer still stands. You know where to find me if you ever change your mind." Shelly replied before gathering her stuff and leaving.

> "Sure, let's do that." [accept]

"Cool. Don't worry, I'll pay for the expenses of the date, darling." she said, grabbing a leather jacket from her backpack. "There's a romantic movie scheduled tonight, perfect for our first date, eh?"

Despite having quite an assertive personality, Shelly seemed to be an alright gal. Driving and taking her to your first movie date in an open air theater was pretty new for the both of you, and as promised, she paid for everything, popcorn, drinks, even the gas for your car. As for the romantic movie, you both decided to say that it was boring, but since you paid to get there, you might as well spend your time wisely.

"Say, [name], have you been enjoying yourself during college?" she eventually asked, eating some popcorn.

You said yes, that it was pretty fun. There were rarely dull moments, especially when you had a quest. Shelly seemed relieved.

"So, with the end of the third year approaching, what are you going to do next? I think I'll do like the other fixers and join the local newspaper agency. Or maybe I'll open a flower shop, who knows?"

You don't know yet. Or maybe you do. Shelly understood your silence and leaned closer to you, resting her head on your shoulder and one hand on your chest.

"Remember when you bought my premium services?" Shelly asked. (this service allows you to get physical special services from the Fixer, you might used it to get injury treatments and maybe a shoulder massage)

You replied with a yes, which made her giggle before caressing your torso with her delicate fingers.

"Would you like to get some right now?" she casually asked.

You probably guessed where it was going, so you nodded. Shelly slid her hand in your pants, gently jerking you with her expert fingers, adding a few wrist twists. Enjoying your car handjob, you closed your eyes to take in the sensation. She was very gentle and yet it was giving you more pleasure than when you did it yourself. Rubbing your dick, sometimes fondling your balls, sometimes using the palm of her hand on the top of your tip. She clearly knew what she was doing. You felt the weight of her head disappear, only to feel her tongue on your tip, licking it like a lollipop. You opened one eye, meeting her gaze as if she was waiting for your approval. You gave it by rubbing her back, prompting her to delicately suck your cock, her head bopping, barely visible from outside of your car. While it wasn't a road head, getting a blowjob in the middle of an open theater was exciting. Caressing the back of her head, Shelly purred on your manhood. She took it all to the back of her throat, you could feel the back of it with your tip as she gagged on it. With her tongue, she licked the base of your cock before raising her head, breathing heavily.

"How was it? Want me to continue, darling?" she asked, looking flustered.

At that moment, she looked so hot, making you want to kiss her, but you remembered that she just choked on your dick. Instead, you caressed her cheek, both of you smiling. She got up from the passenger seat and carefully maneuvered to straddle you. Her face was so close to yours, you could feel her hot breath, that smelled like mint. You guess that she got some before blowing you. You gazed in her eyes, you saw love in her look, it wasn't lust and that fact made you hug her tightly. She smiled and rubbed your back, while moving her hips against your erection. The fabric of her jeans didn't bother you.

"Now, now. Look at what you made me do." she giggled. "I almost fucked you in public. Thankfully I don't wear a skirt." Shelly said before getting back on her seat.

You were visibly disappointed that you didn't get to finish and she noticed, making a cute face with an "aww" before getting back to blowing you, this time, it was more vigorous, sucking you avidly and making lewd wet noises. Using her hand, she jerked your shaft while she was sucking and licking your tip. When she was taking your length in her mouth, she'd fondle your balls. And with your moans become more and more audible, you knew that you were close. Your throbbing dick was about to explode at any moment, which was the signal to plunge her face on your manhood, releasing your cum once you hit the back of her throat. She purred with satisfaction. She wiped the cum of her lips once you were done. She gulped and opened her mouth to show that it was empty.

"Satisfied or refunded." She laughed before tidying her hair. "Once this movie is over, you'll get round two. Preferably not in public, I don't like to give free shows." she smiled, resting her head on your shoulder as if nothing had happened.

You definitely liked her way of thinking, but as you came to frequent this merchant, you knew that giving something in return. Putting your hand on her thigh, you tested if she was receptive and she was, looking pleasantly surprised of your initiative. Opening her jeans and sliding your hand in her silk panties and feeling the wetness of her slit. That was a good sign. You noticed that she was smooth down there, like it was freshly shaven. Rubbing her pink button, pressing it and occasionally sliding his finger between her lips. You played with her like she played with your dick, making her squirm and let out cute moans. You explored her thoroughly, making her little cunt contract around your fingers when she came. Shelly held your arm as her body was flooded by the warm sensation of climaxing.

"I'm so going to fuck you tonight, darling." she declared, her eyes filled with eagerness.

Luckily for you, the end credits were rolling out and so you quickly drove back to your flat. She pulled out a toothbrush and proceeded in washing her mouth with a wink. She wasn't a fixer for no reason, she was clearly prepared. Once you closed your door and locked it, you began making out with Shelly, who was caressing every inches of your body while twirling her tongue in your mouth. She tasted like mint. Embracing her, you slowly made your way to your bedroom, removing each other's piece of clothing, dropping her jacket in the hallway, dropping your shirt at the door of the living room, throwing hers on the couch, undoing her silk bras and leaving them as you entered your bedroom. While she sat on your bed, unzipping your pants with expert fingers, Shelly was already reaching for your manhood, stroking it through your boxers. You pushed her to lay down, removing her jeans and witnessing her drenched silky panties. You smiled contently at the sight, making her blush as she wasn't used to seeing you so confident.

"H-hey, darling. I was thinking that maybe, just maybe, you'd like to spice things up?" She stuttered, looking vulnerable.

You asked her what she meant by that. She hesitantly got up and left the room, leaving you confused and with your dick out. She quickly came back with a tube of lube while wearing a set of lingerie composed of bras and thong that didn't cover her naughty bits, and some garter belt with stockings.

"Y-you bought so much stuff from me that I... I thought you'd like to see me in something sexy for you." she stuttered, acting differently than usual. "And maybe doing some anal? That's totally fine if you don't want to, of course!"

Anal it was. Shelly got on all for on the edge of the bed, you applied a generous amount of lube on her asshole, spreading it with your finger. She squirmed during the whole process, her toes curling and extending as you played with her ass. You tested its efficacy by inserting your finger, making her gasp.

"W-was that your dick?!" she asked.

You chuckled and replied with the truth. She gulped and grabbed a pillow, ready to bite it.

Since it looked like it was the first time doing anal for the both of you, you proceeded carefully. Guiding the tip of your cock against her tight hole, pressing against its entrance. You expected some resistance, but you easily slid in. You only had your entire tip inside that Shelly squirted her pussy juice on you like a sprinkler. She let out sexual moan as she curled her toes and muffled her voice with your pillow. You slowly kept inserting your rod, feeling every inches of it getting choked by her asshole that she contracted. It became tighter and tighter as you progressed, until your entire hilt pressed against her rear. All while Shelly was muffling her moans. Her hole was so hot inside, and she was choking your rod with her muscles. With your hands on her hips to help you, you began moving backward, feeling like you could orgasm at any moment. You had to use all your willpower to get back a few inches before moving forward, repeating the back and forth motion as slowly and gently as possible. She felt good. She said something under her breath, you could faintly hear it. She said it again, a bit louder. You kept going at the same pace, making sure that the both of you were getting used to the sensation. Shelly's muscles relaxed a bit and she removed the pillow from her mouth, turning to you with a look that you knew too well coming from her.

"I love you, [name]. You make me feel special." she said, tears rolling down her cheeks. "You're my darling, and no one else is."

She got you emotional with her crying. You felt like kissing her, but the position didn't allow it, so you gently caressed her back and her smooth rear. It made her purr and dry her tears. You kept gently fucking her ass, keeping the same pace despite getting used to the sensation, being slow and steady. She appreciated it, purring and giving you those loving gazes. Feeling close, you warned her about it.

"Despite being a fixer, I don't do ATM (ass-to-mouth). You can finish inside, darling." Shelly softly said, having regained a bit of her usual composure.

You obliged, you kept going at it until you came in her ass. She did gasp from the unusual sensation in her gut but quickly chuckled. Finishing inside her felt unreal, because a few hours ago, you thought that she was a man. You were glad that you were wrong. After a quick shower together, you spent some time cuddling in your bed. It felt nice holding someone in your arm as you fell asleep. You quickly woke up, feeling her body pressed against yours, looking at you expectantly.

"Was I... good enough for you, darling?" she asked with sad eyes.

> "Always has been." you replied with a gentle smile.

She straddled you and leaned in for yet another kiss, pressing her chest against you. You could feel her fast heartbeat, feeling so close and intimate with her, even more than when you were making love to her from the back.

"I'm glad." she softly said with a smile. "Do you want a little bit more before sleeping? I'm still afraid of not pleasing you enough, darling."

> "With you in this position, there's no way I'd refuse."

"You make me happy, [name]. I'm glad that you trusted me, that you always visited me, and that you traded with me. You made our moments priceless, and that's what I love about you." she confessed, caressing your face, her eyes filled with love.

Coating your cock with her juice, she quickly got you hard. She shyly smiled and felt relieved that she could still get you hard. Inserting your manhood inside of her in her usual delicate way, she rode you softly, moaning in the same way. Leaned over you, you could feel her hot breath on your chest. She closed her eyes as she gave you pleasure with her body, giving herself to you as you gave yourself to her, with your time, dedication, and your money. But it wasn't about money anymore. Shelly finally got something she always desired, something that couldn't be bought. It was your love, something that you proved when taking her anal virginity, and when making sure that you weren't hurting her for you own selfish pleasure. Just like how you took her from behind, that being slow and steady. She rode you softly, sensually, breathing heavily and looking gorgeous while doing it. She arched her back, giving you a full view of beautiful body, of her well drawn curves and her well shaped breast. Every time she sat on your crotch, she'd let out a quiet moan. Every time she sat on you, you could feel her weight on your hips. Every time she sat on your manhood, you could feel her muscles contract around your member. She was like an angel riding you. Her sight made you quickly reach your climax and she knew it as she heavily sat on your manhood when you came, making sure that not a single drop of your seed would spill out. You shared a loving kiss, your lips locking with the other's for a blissful eternity. Shelly fell asleep on top of you, exhausted. You held her close and soon joined her in her sleep, both feeling fulfilled and content.

Congratulations : You got yourself a devoted fixer girlfriend. Apparently, your first date and night together was enough for her to change her attitude in class, sitting beside you and openly talking to you. Though her Fixer duties weren't over yet, she still had clients, but that didn't mean you wouldn't help her, mainly so that you could both to spend your time together. With the money she earned, she'd often invite you to her favorite fast-food, and occasionally to five stars restaurants. She always proposed to cover your expenses, but respected when you declined her help. The only times she'd insist was when you had to pay your rent. She eventually asked you if she could move in to your flat, you accepted and she was overjoyed, jumping in your arms. Living there as a couple until graduation, that was when you proposed to her. Getting married a few years later, you moved to a slightly bigger appartment. Some of her old habits were hard to let go, so she ended up opening up a convenience store with your support, often frequented by new fixer in the college that sought her guidance, but also being visited by former fixers. You were quite surprised to see the director of the local newspaper agency coming to your humble store. All that aside, Shelly was still a gentle soul in bed, sometimes asking for something spicier, with blindfolds, or new types of lingerie. The only time she acted wild in bed was when you put handcuff on her, she acted extremely lewd, moaning obscenities. It all got tamer once you had your first child.

Ending F - Alpha girl (hard to reach)

Winda was a leader, an athlete, and most importantly, a popular girl in the college. She was an ebony with a toned body, earning her the nickname of 'Amazon' by her peers and the people in the college's track and field club. Winda was rarely seen without her clique of girl friends, meaning that approaching her was pretty hard, and talking to her was even more difficult. Your first encounter with her was during your first visit at the track field. It was one of the rare place where you could catch her alone, so only near the end of the afternoon. She was wearing her sport clothes and had just finished her training. She greeted you casually, asking you to hand her the towel next to you. One of the only ways to hang out with her was to join her club, or wait after her training. You could also catch her at the fitness club during the weekends. It goes to say that frequenting her would mean that you'd workout a lot and raise your strength stat. Eventually, you'd learn that her dream would be to either become a pro athlete or to open her own fitness center. Despite being very popular, she didn't have a bad attitude when not on college ground, she was genuinely nice and cool. If you raised enough her affection, you could go on dates ("as training buddies") in a diner. You would learn that she was bullied back in high school, and that was the reason why she became stronger while staying humble and kind, all while bring up others to become their better self. The only problem was that her clique had some toxic people that her naive self couldn't chase away, fearing to become like her bullies.

The end of the third year was near, and through the numerous dates, you got closer and closer. Maybe it was time to finally ask her out? Apparently, your constant need for post-workout drinks and food pleased the Fixer who eventually told you:"You might as well go out with her, you'll bring me more profits. I'll hook you up with a necklace when you decide to, free of charge. I can distract others if you get me items on this list.". So you ended up getting yourself a free golden necklace with a small diamond in the pendant, it looked pretty expensive. Its description said: "adds 10% success chance in romance attempt". But the Fixer did warn you that you'd have to return it if you ever get rejected.

You approached Winda as she was about to enter the girls locker room. Oddly enough, the other female athletes weren't present during today's training, but you could have guessed why. You waved at Winda who noticed you and waved back with a smile.

"[name], how are you? I'm about to get changed. Since there's no one else, I guess it won't hurt if we talk inside?" she said, thumb pointing at the locker room.

You nodded and followed her. She seemed to have pushed herself pretty hard, being drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, while still maintaining a content smile on her face.

"You look like you want to ask me something, go on, shoot. You know I don't bite." she joked.

> "Winda, I've been meaning to ask you this for a long time. Would you like to become my girlfriend?" [Success : 70% without added bonus ]

> "All this workout made me feel exhausted, I wouldn't mind chilling with you more, but as a couple." [Success : 60% without added bonus]

> "You're an aspiration to me, nothing would make me happier than becoming the one that'll always be by your side." [Success : 80% without added bonus]

"That sounds pretty sweet, actually. I'd love to, but how settling it with a race? If you impress me, I'll give you a reward worthy of your efforts." Winda said, giving you a confident look while extending her hand to you.

Time to impress your crush! [this might be a good time to save] To win, you'll either have to beat her or barely lose the race (finish after her with 5 seconds max), after all she is a star athlete.

Thankfully, you won on either condition. Winda was indeed impressed by your performance, laughing while sitting on the ground.

"Looks like the student as beat the master! I'm more than impressed! Alright, get your reward in the locker room, boyfriend." she said with a teasing smile.

She made you sit on the bench in the center of the room and stood in front of you. After wearing the necklace you gifted her, she slowly started swaying her hips, sensually showing her curves, caressing her stomach and chest while looking you straight in the eyes. It looked like you've earned a lap dance. She kept dancing, then straddled you, rubbing herself against you, pressing her chest against your face. You could feel her softness, arousing you and giving you an erection. Winda grounded on your lap, rubbing against your bulge. She proceeded in sensually peeling of her drenched track and field shirt, her boobs dropping gracefully on her chest. You could see that she was hard, her tits pointing menacingly towards you. She saw your hungry look and grinned, she got up, showed her back and bent forward, all while giving you a sly smile. With her toned ass sticking up in front of you, she peeled down her short, its fabric sticking to her skin, covering her crotch until the last second before being completely down her knees. You fought the urge to not jump on her, ready to eat her glistening pussy. And as if she read your mind, she started swaying her butt, up and down, up and down. Hypnotizing you with her well shaped buttox. And like an idiot, you followed her movement with your head, nodding in rhythm.

"Ready for your reward?" Winda asked coily.

> "You look so tasty." [false sense of choice]

> "You've got such a nice pussy." [false sense of choice]

> "Your asshole looks tight." [false sense of choice]

"Slow down, cowboy. I'm the one giving you the reward." she said before jumping backward to land on your lap. "Let's see if you can outlast me this time." she laughed before pulling out your dick.

Forcing you to lay down on the bench, she began grinding her well lubricated cunt against your shaft, not intending on getting penetrated, she slid her wet pussy on your dick, basically jerking you with her lower lips. Her wet kiss and the succion was mind blowing, as she was sliding back and forth, rubbing herself against you, her hips moving with expertise. You couldn't help moaning, to Winda's delight. As to restrain yourself from ejaculating, you focused on the pendant swinging from her neck, trying to get hypnotized by something not sexual. She eventually came on your cock, finally putting and end to your edging. Her love juice covering your aroused dick, and creating a puddle on the floor under the bench. She leaned for a kiss, pressing her hard nipples against your chest, poking you. You embraced her, wrapping your arms behind her back and shared your saliva with hers. It felt nice to finally hold her. She didn't feel like an unreachable goal that you kept chasing after, you were by her side. The moment of bliss was short lived when you heard people outside the locker room, their voice getting closer and closer. Thinking fast, you took Winda to the showers, huddled together, both breathing fast, from the rubbing session and for the fear of getting caught. Soon enough, you heard girls entering the locker room, complaining about the smell of sweat and wondering where Winda was.

"Hey, Fixer, have you seen Winda?" a girl asked.

"She's obviously not here. She probably went home already." the Fixer replied, sounding a bit annoyed.

You'll probably have to pay for the extra service, next time you'll see the Fixer. Your thoughts were interrupted by Winda's breath on your dick, her very hot breath. She winked at you as she began sucking your dick, realizing that she had a tongue piercing, giving quite the new sensation when she licked your rod, swallowing the entirety of your manhood. You had to bit your lips to not make a sound while the gaggle of girls were still complaining about not finding Winda to the Fixer. The athletic girl found your struggle amusing and gagged on your cock, making not so subtle noise that your ally on the other room had to make distraction for. You knew that you'd get in trouble if it kept going, so you did the only thing you thought would be useful. You grabbed her head and proceeded in facefucking her, to her pleasant surprise. That was obviously a bad idea since she made more gagging noises, sexy noises. You felt close and let go, allowing her to breathe. She gave you a malicious look before plunging her face on your throbbing dick. You instantly came down her throat, her tongue coaxing you to fill her stomach with your seed. The sensation was yet again mind blowing, making you roll your eyes in pleasure. You felt spent and Winda looked pleased. She got up and leaned against the wall, spreading her legs and her pussy lips with her fingers.

"They're gone. Now claim me like you just did. Show me how wild you can be." she teased, her pussy still dripping from all the excitement.

You decided to take her up, rubbing your dick back to have an erection. You rammed her cunt from behind, making her gasp before chuckling.

"Come on, big boy. Fuck me like there's no tomorrow." she said, looking at you smugly.

You grabbed her hips and used them to pound her, slapping her ass from time to time, pinching her hard nipples. Her body was fantastic, her curves were delicious but not as much as her drenched pussy. She came on your dick with force, moaning your name and making sexy noises with her mouth. Taking her doggy style wasn't enough for you. You made her stand up and face you, she looked at you with eyes filled with lust as she seductively bit her low lip. Carrying her on your hips, you proceeded in making her bounce on your dick, showing your strength. You enjoyed her satisfied face, and her boobs jiggling as you made her hop on your manhood. After a good while, you felt a bit tired and decided to put her down again, but you weren't done yet. You entered her while she was standing up, holding up one of her leg for an easier access. Your thrusts were quick and hungry, your moans were shorts. Despite your aggressiveness, Winda looked at you with a loving smile. She had come yet again, enjoying getting ravaged. She held your face and kissed you yet again, not a lustful or sexual one, but a one filled with love. Her lips softly pressing against yours, a contrast to your bucking hips that were ramming her hole. That one interaction finally made you cum. You may have spent almost an hour fucking her, almost numbing your groin inside her well lubricated walls. You came inside of her before your legs gave in, only be held so that you wouldn't fall. You were still inside of her as your cock was shooting its semen.

"Hey now, I don't want you to get hurt after all of this. I'll hold you as long as you want to."

And so you spent long minutes, hugging each other, your dick still inside of her even after flooding her womb. It was a bit weird to feel your dick getting soft while still inside her love cave. You eventually broke off the embrace and got dressed. You realized that despite having stripped down, she had been wearing your necklace from the start.

Congratulations : You've got yourself an athletic girlfriend! With you by her side, she finally managed to get rid of the toxic people in her life without feeling guilty. It allowed people to finally talk to her without fearing to be judged by said toxic people. Also, she was really happy with your gift, always wearing it wherever she was, even during your bedroom activities. You did notice that she was slightly into femdom, usually getting on top of you and subtly commanding you to please her, either with your tongue or dick. That didn't bother you, and hey, that meant seeing more of her well toned body, right? Since she wanted to still do track and field for a couple more years, getting pregnant was big a 'no-no', so there were days when you had to wear a condom. But living with her was nice, eating healthy, doing sport, and having some healthy rivalry with her. It made you push yourself to become better.

Ending D - Tiddy weeb (shitpost ending)

Brittany, aka Brit, at first looked like a caricatural bimbo. She was a blonde with a noticeable rack, a D cup at that. Another noticeable feature was her short height, being slightly shorter than 1,50 meter high. Despite her generous breast, she mainly wore pullovers and other clothes made of thick fabrics. Your first encounter with Brit was during a session where the class had been fractured in small groups. She introduced herself as a big fan of anime, having watched all the mainstream ones of the moment. Whatever your introduction line, she'd act very friendly towards you and would talk a lot about her part-time job as a waitress at a nearby bar. If you skipped most of her dialogues, you'd miss the information that she was looking to find new part-time job, preferably in a comic book store, preferably where they would sell mangas. Romancing her wouldn't be too difficult, just talk to her and choose anime related topics, while raising her low self-esteem. To get her ending, you'll have to talk to the Fixer (character) who will hook you up with job interview locations, for a price or an item. Each location has a specific theme. Once you've found the perfect place, you'll have to get a good reputation with the manager so that you can vouch for Brit once she'll decide to apply for the job.

This is it, you've finally found the best location to help Brit find a better part-time job. You decided to find her to give her the good news. Being only available after each classes and during the lunch break, you took the opportunity whenever you could. After a short greeting, you told her the news (you have to raise her self-esteem by 50, otherwise you can't choose that option). She was quite surprised that you actually helped her find a better part-time job and quickly decided to skip classes to attend a job interview. You had to wait for the end of the day to get a text from Brit during the evening.

"OMG! I'm hired! We NEED to celebrate! Come at my flat, and don't forget to bring sushis!" she texted, using a lot of different happy emojis.

> "On my way. I'll bring the Californian rolls." [good choice]

> "Congrats! Sadly I'm a bit busy. Maybe tomorrow?" [keep playing, but you'll miss the scene]

> "How are the knees? I'm not into sloppy seconds." [bad choice, she won't interact with you anymore]

"Yay! I won't forget to reward you (winky face + eggplant)" she replied immediately.

You could either buy some sushis at the convenient store (takes a lot of time), or call the Fixer to deliver some to your place (slightly more expensive, but way faster). Either way, you've arrived at Brit's flat with your package, making her very pleased when she opened the door for you. She jumped to hug you really tightly, pressing her rack against your stomach and making you wonder how she managed to wrap her arms around you. She eagerly invited you to get inside, she was visibly euphoric. She would constantly thank you while celebrating with a sushi dinner. She then invited you to stay the night to watch some anime on her PC while sitting on the couch. By that time, you might have started to wonder what she meant with the eggplant emoji. But soon enough, you felt Brit's hand rubbing your thigh, so you reciprocated. It quickly escalated, both rubbing each other's crotch, making you hard and making her wet. After a bit of teasing her hot crotch, she'd finally pause the episode before turning towards you. She was visibly blushing and breathing heavily.

"Wow, [name]. I guess it's time for your reward, huh?" she declared before getting up. "Wait for me here." she said before leaving the room.

You waited for her, sitting in the darkroom that was only lit by the screen of the PC. Brit quickly came back, wearing nothing but Crimson Lingerie, composed of a red lace chemise with an open top, and a mesh thong pantie of the same color. She started playing some sensual music playlist on her phone before seductively walking towards you, displaying an even more seductive smile. She started dancing sensually, making her massive rack sway with each move, showing that gravity was still a thing. Then some anime music started and she began jumping excitdely, her melons bouncing in her lingerie that was on the verge of letting those puppies out. Her moves showed a lot of enthusiasm, trying to entice you to cop a feel that you never gave, entranced by her voluptuous display. The more she danced, the more it felt like her tits would flop out, making you anticipate the event that never came. And yet, it was the first time you finally saw the skin of her breast thorugh something so sexily revealing, making your blood rush to your member.

"I knew you'd like it. I bought it especially for you." Brit declared before kneeling in front of you, biting her lower lip. "Show me how much you like it."

Without missing a beat, you unfasten your belt and unzipped your jeans, your dick jumping out of its restrains. Brit was pleasantly surprised, and with a smile, she pulled out her tongue and began longingly licking your rod, keeping the eye contact as she worshiped your cock. Licking the entire length of your shaft over and over. After a moment, she decided to suckle your leaking precum. She reached behind her head to undo the know of her chemise, the front of the lingerie falling over, uncovering her massive breast. Her massive mammaries resting on her petite frame was quite a sight.

"Ready for the main part?" Brit said with a seductive voice before placing your hard cock between her tits.

Holding her jugs tightly around your dick, she began giving you a breastjob. You had to control yourself from not instantly cumming on her generous rack, seeing them so up close and pressed around your member. Brit knew how to move her knockers, squeezing them and making them bounce on you. She was the one milking you. And to add more to the pleasure, she decided to suck your tip while massaging you with her melons. You couldn't help but moan "fuck", making her chuckled with your dick in her mouth. It only served as a sign to pick up the intensity. Brittany kneaded her massive tits, shaking them and alternating with a blowjob to make you get closer to the edge.

"C'mon baby, don't tell me I don't turn you on." Brit eventually said as you used all your willpower to not cover her with your seed. "Give it to me."

> "It's a miracle that I've lasted this long." [makes her deepthroat you and cum]

"How was it, baby? Didn't think I'd take it all down, huh?" Brit said after swallowing the last drop of your jizz.

> "Your tits are amazing." [finish on her chest]

"I'm sure you wanted to do that since the beginning." she chuckled while looking at the mess.

> "Your beauty was too mesmerizing." [finish on her face]

"Oh. My. God. Did you just cum on my face?! That was so hot." she said before taking a selfie for some fucking reason, idk it's a porn game.

"Phew, that was a lot, huh? Say, [name], I know it's a bit weird to say it now but... Ever since we met, you were always there for me and... I really liked it. Like, you're a good listener and a great friend, like, you got me a cool job. I'm probs gonna do it full time tho." Brit confessed after getting up. "So... is it weird to ask you out after having sex? I dunno, I never dated before."

You obviously accepted (only some kind of asshole would refuse, after investing yourself in this relation for 2 years!), which made Brit let out a joyful cry and jumped on you for a hug. You still felt robbed that you only got a titjob and a blowjob. You eventually told her about it and she nodded.

"Boobs aren't enough, huh?"

Straddling your dick once it recovered, she rode you like a rabbit in heat, letting out depraved moans. Your view was quite something, her huge rack pressed between your chest and hers. She bounced and bounced, gripping your dick like it was a swallowing snake. She was extremely tight and each thrusts felt like you were going to rip her apart, and yet, she moved with ease on your throbbing dick, her snatch seemingly sliding on your rod with speed. This little ball of compressed sexual energy that was Brit lasted for an impressive period of time until you felt your hair dress on the back of your head when you heard the first few note of the anime music that was playing. She was riding in rhythm to her fucking anime opening and her moans was her way of singing along! And she made you explode in her at the end of this fucking song. (https://youtu.be/WzTZO3s7vUY)

Congratulations : you've got a big tiddy weeb girlfriend. Prepare yourself for accompanying her to anime conventions, helping her cosplay and probably have sex in them too. Who knows? At least you'll get access to good comics and manga now.

Ending C : Goth/punk girl (very hard to reach, lots of bad ends)

Like in many school settings, an observant person could spot some goth or punk type of individual. Liz was such individual, wearing black clothes, piercings in her ears and one on her bottom lip, not to mention the black platform boots. You thought that she looked pretty cool. This character was pretty hard to find, and your first encounter with her would be by pure coincidence if you weren't a smoker (or friend with a smoker). Speaking of first encounter, you first met Liz hanging out with Mia (character of ending E) as both of them were in the middle of a discussion while smoking at noon. Liz would ask you if you've got a lighter, regardless of the possession of that item, she'd ask your opinion on their discussion : the use of cannabis oil as medical treatment. If you answered correctly, you could engage either romance path. For ending C, you hanged out with Liz who, unexpectedly, blamed the governments for being useless at dealing with social matters, such as poverty, homelessness, and of course drug related issues. If you shared the same values and perspective as her, romancing her wasn't hard, though you'd have to pass quizzes about drug knowledge. On the other hand, sharing lowbrow jokes with her would boost your reputation towards her. Just, don't be an asshole towards her, by being haughty or insulting her. Otherwise you'd be quickly locked out of her romance path.

As months passed, you'd notice that she'd feel more and more disgruntled with society and its people. Towards the end of the second year, you could find her smoking alone during the beginning of the afternoon classes, looking very tired and yet, very annoyed at the same time. Her mood had become a bit unstable as class drama had unfold at the beginning of the third year. With students being shit to others, being anything but functioning mature adults, Liz' resentment towards humanity had grown quite a bit, and her patience with people became shorter and shorter.

Guide with only the right options that help progressing the dialogue.

> "You don't look very well, are you ok?" you asked when approaching her.

> "Want to grab an energy drink and talk?"

> "Sounds like it"

> "I tend to relativise."

> "There are no wrong or right answer to that."

> "At least you're drip *finger gun*."

"Thanks. I'm sorry for ranting." she said with a forced chuckle. "That's why I don't really have friends here." She said, looking genuinely sorry.

You knew that her friend Mia was more and more absent, being overworked at the bar she was employed in. Her absence seemed to have had quite the negative consequence on Liz' psyche. She mistakenly felt guilty for becoming isolated.

> "Does that mean that me staying by your side is an achievement?" you joked.

"Well, totally. You're pretty chill to hang out with." she replied with a faint smile. "Say, we both scribbled something in the last toilet stall on the third floor, wanna see if someone wrote something new?"

During your first year, you had noticed written dates on the toilet stall. Feeling bored and stuck because of stomach aches, you decided to write that date. Funnily enough, some of those dates were ten years old.

> "Um... Sure, why not?" [good choice]

> "I don't know if it's a good idea. Maybe some other time?" [continue playing, you'll miss the scene.]

> "Oh yeah! Let's fuck in the toilet stall!" [bad choice, depending of who else is around, you'll lose reputation with them]

"Cool. That way, I'll also roll some cigs in the bathroom. Especially because no one comes there at this time." Liz replied, putting out her almost finished cigarette and putting it in an empty metal box.

You both headed towards the secluded bathroom on the third floor, which was indeed deserted at this time. Even the Fixer wasn't there at that time. Liz sat on the electric room heater, rolling her cigarettes for a moment while you checked in the third and farthest stall. You inspected the place but didn't find anything new. You ignored the gloryhole as per usual until you noticed Liz' finger poking out from the second stall.

"Don't you wonder how many time this thing has been used?" She asked, her mouth enticingly aligned to the hole.

> Ram your dick in! [unless perfect affinity, don't pick this]

[average affinity result] Liz was surprised by the sudden meat in her mouth, quickly backing away and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Ayo, what the fuck was that, asshole?"

[perfect affinity result] Liz was surprised by the sudden meat in her mouth. She laughed and slurped it for a bit then backed away.

"Same." she acquiesced before getting up. "Though I'd like to ask you something, and maybe see if we can be a thing afterward." [follows the right path afterward]

> "I tend to cover it when I'm here." [best outcome]

"Same." she acquiesced before getting up. "Though I'd like to ask you something, and maybe see if we can be a thing afterward."

> "I really like you as well. So tell me, what do you want to ask?" [good ending]

> "I've always seen you as a good friend. Give me some time to think it through." [continue playing, you'll miss the scene.]

> "Sure, I'd love doing anal with you." [bad choice, she won't interact with you anymore.]

"Thanks, I really like you too." Liz said with a shy smile. "I've... never done it in the toilets. I know it's very risky, but I'd like to do it with someone I appreciate. That means you, [name]."

You smiled as well and pulled her waist close to you. She gently caressed your face with her shy smile before getting on her knees, taking out your dick and stroking it. She expertly used her hand to get you hard, fondling your sack with her fingers that were more used to roll cigarettes than playing with balls. You quickly got a full erection and Liz didn't hesitate to take you in her mouth, the piercing in her lower lip brushing against your shaft. She felt incredible, sucking and licking your shaft with expertise, sending shivers down your spine as she gave you an intense blowjob in the toilet stall. You rested your hands on her head as she was giving you a head. You couldn't help but moan softly and leak some precum that Liz immediately noticed and licked from the tip of your cock. She knew what she was doing and purposely made some audible sloppy noise, making sure that anyone who would be present knew that she was giving you an intense fellatio. You felt yourself getting close to the edge when Liz stopped, surprising you of the absence of her expert lips around your dick.

"C-could you... return the favor?" Liz asked, blushing, and with her mouth covered in saliva.

You helped her get up and immediately ate her pussy while she was leaning against the stall. Through her fishnet, you kissed her clit, licked it, sucked it, played with it with your tongue and finger. You didn't neglect her dripping slit, alternating your attention to them as well, fingering her well lubricated walls and lips. It was a real tongue twister that you pulled off. It didn't take long for her to come on your face, making Liz moan of ecstasy, legs shaking violently. You made her sit on the toilet cover and she willingly spread her legs, eager to feel you inside. You accepted her invitation and hungrily penetrated her, making her pussy gush and spill its juice on the floor. She felt good, she felt warm, and she felt tight around your cock. She moaned your name and extended her arms to embrace you, and held her tight while pounding her tight cunt. She kept screaming your name, begging you for more and begging you to ruin her punished cunt.

"Oh fuck! Baby I'm yours! I'm coming!" She'd often scream, squirting and cumming on your cock.

You'd eventually reach your climax. You were about to pull out when Liz brought you closer.

"I don't care if it's inside, it's a safe day." Liz moaned in your ear.

Whether you'd creampie her or not, she would be satisfied with the result. Should you fill her up, Liz would say that she loved that sensation. You'd bask in the afterglow for a moment before getting dressed and cleaning a bit the stall. You didn't want to risk to be traced after the mess you've made. An UV light might showcase some messy crime scene.

"I'll need a smoke after that. You coming, babe?" Liz said, already pulling out a cig.

Congratulations : You've gotten yourself a goth/punk girlfriend. You and Liz have become more than fuckbuddies, though you'd usually do it in her dorm room. With your supportive attitude throughout the two years, you've become someone she could rely on whenever she'd have doubts about society. You'd be able to push her to become an activist and defender of the Human rights. Whether you'd marry her or not, you'd still be very close, especially since you've been raising a child together. Oops? At least she has stopped smoking thanks to that. That didn't stop the both of you to get busy whenever you had some alone time together.

It was a mystery how this girl, Jeannie, was in college instead of a university despite her being unnaturally knowledgeable on a plethora of topics, ranging from gastronomy to astrology. If you had any questions and needed answer, she was the surely the one to look for. Your first encounter with her was during your first class. She was the first one to give an answer to a tricky question, and you (choose to be) impressed by her knowledge. During the break, you decided to go talk to her and found her focused on her computer screen. She wore eccentric clothes of a mishmash bright colors, not to mention the big pair of glasses on her nose. If you didn't treat her as a 'nerd' as your greeting, you started hanging out with her during your college years. You'd usually find her in the library or at a specific spot in the cafeteria, either reading a book or working on her PC. Her only flaw seemed that she wasn't very organized.

It was easy to gain her affection, you just had to share books and debate with her on the topic of the day (use internet to find the answer during her quizzes).

Eventually, you decided to ask Jeannie out. She accepted to go on a date at the museum of science, willing to skip classes for a visit in the middle of the day, when there were very few visitors. Of course, you didn't need a guide to learn about the various objects exposed in the different galleries. She was fun to be around and conversations with her were anything but boring. While visiting the planetarium, she finally confessed her reason for not going to the uni, and it was her lack of money at that time. Now that she's worked hard and earn a decent amount, she could go there but something was holding her back.

"It wouldn't be the same without you with me." Jeannie whispered in your ear as stars were invading the artificial night sky. "Of course, I'd be happy to help you study."

> "It would be my pleasure to start a new adventure with you." [good choice]

> "This is something I'd need to consider later." [continue the game, but you'll miss the scene]

> "No way I'm getting mixed with those nerds." [bad choice, she won't interact with you anymore]

"It will be daunting, but I'm sure that together we can make it." You added with a smile.

Your answer clearly please Jeannie who you could see smile, despite being in the darkness of the planetarium. You shared a kiss before letting your hands wander on her back, slowly reaching her behind to get a firm squeeze of her ass. She unsurprisingly squeaked in surprise before giving you a sly look and fondling your crotch through your pants. Her stimulation quickly got you erect, and without any hesitation, she started stroking your shaft through your jeans, all while giving you a devious smile. You were self conscious enough to decide to pull her to a very dark corner of the planetarium before resuming your foreplay, rubbing her crotch with your leg while she was stroking your dick. You pushed her against the wall, raising her orange and green skirt to get a better access to her warm pussy. Jeannie seemed hesitant to continue, she looked behind you and was relieved that there were no one else in the planetarium. She spread her legs and you carried her on your hips, pinning her against the wall while you kissed her passionately. She was eager for more and pulled out your throbbing manhood out of your pants. She put aside her plain panties and you carefully entered her prepared cunt. She was dripping wet and you could feel her heartbeat as you pressed yourself against her chest. Be it the excitation of doing it in public, or doing it with you, her heartbeat was quick. In the dark corner, you decided to fuck discretely, making very few noticeable movements. Jeannie was moaning quietly in your ear as you moved your hips smoothly. You felt some of her juice fall on your jeans, and the distinct sound of liquid falling on the floor could be heard. She came. Fearing that you have attracted unwanted attention, you decided to quickly climax, throwing caution out of the window, as well as your back as you decided to drill Jeannie against the wall, causing her to bite her fingers as to not moan too loudly.

"I'm close, baby." you whispered in her ear, already holding your orgasm.

"Pull out, I'm not on the pill." she panicked.

You pulled out and was about to jerk yourself out when she decided to get on her knees to get you off with her mouth. She managed to swallow your load, though not without making audible gulping sounds. Once spent, she got up, wiping her mouth with the side of her hand.

"It was easier to clean that way." she giggled before grabbing you by the hand. "Let's get out before someone catches us."

Once outside the museum, you both laughed. Jeannie looked really thrilled by the experience. She led you by the hand and brought you to an art gallery and to their bathroom. She pushed you in a stall and asked you to fuck her right here, right there. You pulled out your dick and she stripped naked, which surprised you.

"You taught me something today, so might as well get a reward." she winked before presenting her bare ass to you.

You took her invitation and took her from behind. Doing it in public with a completely naked girl was exhilarating. The fear of getting caught made the heart of both of you race. You rammed her, shaking the door she was leaning on. The way you were shaking the stall made the act even hotter, you pounded her, making her grunt and moan with each thrust. You weren't discreet at all and you both knew it. Her tight snatch felt even more delicious with all the excitement. You rammed her, pounded her, drilling her with your hard as rock cock. And she let you know how much she was enjoying it with her moans. You quickly reached your limit, so you pulled out and jerked yourself, ejaculating on her bare back while she giggled at the sensation of getting covered with your seed. You had to take a moment to rest, but not before helping Jeannie wipe the jizz with some toilet paper. You both left content, holding hands.

Congratulations: You've gotten yourself a genius girlfriend. While you may not have the same cerebral capacity as her, you would at least be the one to help her follow her dream. The university would be pretty hard, but with someone like her to teach you, you'll probably graduate. Probably. Her mind was brilliant, yet chaotic at times. Being the one that could keep up with her, you were her catalyst. She liked you for being there for her. She tried to keep you happy, in her own way, by making quizzes and rewarding with sex. Though the time and place for those rewards weren't always appropriate, as you almost got caught having sex in the bathroom of the university. It looked like your experience in the planetarium had awakened something in her, as you noticed that a lot of your sex acts were in museum or places of knowledge.

Link for the other endings : A B C D E F G

You're [name], a (male) college student who just transferred after moving to a new city. As you attend your first class, you notice that the student body is mostly composed of women. Since you've transferred in second year, you'll see that clicks have already been formed. And so, as the new guy, it's up to you to make friends, rivals, and to eventually find a lover. There are a lot of different characters, with their distinct personalities that make them contrast with the unidentifiable mass of students. Soon enough, 6 girls caught your attention, from the quite goth/punk girl, to the popular alpha girl. Your last two years in college are going to be eventful. Thankfully, a mysterious Fixer is there to sell you useful items to reach your goal of scoring with one of those unique girls.

Ending A : countryside girl (easy/vanilla ending)

Since you've met Tiffany, you've learnt that she came from the countryside, in those far away regions. And so, she learnt to be self reliable, often quoting her 'pop' when displaying her knowledge on how to fix stuff. You first encounter was when you needed to repair your car when it broke down on the parking of the college, she offered a lift on her Harley Davidson before taking interest in the model of your car. Through the game, you got to hang out with her, share meals, and help her fix things that have broken down in the college. Of course, she was the one doing the repairs, you were mostly tasked in retrieving specific items for her, especially when it wasn't in her toolbox.

As you approached Tiffany after class, you noticed that she seemed a bit distracted while packing her backpack. She immediately snapped back to reality when you greeted her with 'How are you?', she smiled at you and stood up from her chair. As usual, she was pretty straight forward, and after two years of hanging out together, she was the one to ask you to meet her in her dorm room for a 'serious talk'. You quickly wrapped up your tasks before meeting her in her room, where she was sitting on her bed, waiting for you. You noticed that her blinds were closed and that her bed sheet was put aside.

"Would you like to have a family, you and I?" she directly asked, looking away while blushing and fiddling with her hair.

> "I would love to!" [good answer]

> "I need to think about it." [continue playing the game, but you'll miss the ending scene]

> "I'm actually into someone else." [bad answer, you won't be able to interact with her anymore]

You accepted her offer on the spot, grabbing her hands to pull her for an embrace. Tiffany was surprised by the hug, but she reciprocated it before sharing a passionate kiss. After a moment, you break your tongue kissing to look at each other in the eyes. You genuinely loved her, and starting a family with her would make your dream come true. And without a warning, she pulled you on her bed. Standing over her, as she laid on her back, her face bright red, you went back to kissing her, unbuttoning her blouse as she did with yours. You cupped her breast with one hand as the other one was sliding to caress her crotch, you brushed your hand against her wild bush. Her tit was erected and hot to the touch, which made playing with it a sensual experience, making her moan with a cute face. And with an approving nod of her, you gently and softly unfastened her belt, unzipped her jeans, and pulled down her lace panties. She was ready for you, her glistening slit was eager to welcome you inside of her.

"Let's start our family." Tiffany said in her breath, her eyes beaming with her love for you. "It's a good time of the month to try."

> "You're so beautiful, Tiffany. I can't wait to make you a mother."

You pulled out your erect cock and guided its tip towards the wet entrance of her pussy. She twitched at the mere touch of your tip. And with a slow and long stroke, you entered her insides, making her arch her back. She moaned as she felt your girth and length, holding the bed sheet as she curled her toes. Once fully inside, you moved your hips slowly, making love to your future wife and the future mother of your children. You rocked her bed, making it creak with each thrust. If it wasn't for the mutual pleasure you were both feeling, you'd have made a remark about fixing the bed. Instead, you kept pressing your hips against hers, grinding her nether region until you felt her warmth coating your cock as you realized that she came on your dick. She could feel the passion in your movements, she could see the love in your eyes. She was beautiful, laying on her bed, her legs spread to welcome her future husband. She moaned loudly, giving away the type of activity that was happening in her room. You shut her up with a passionate kiss, twisting your tongue together as she embraced you, wrapping both her arms and legs around your body. At this moment, you knew you were hers and she was yours. You kept thrusting inside her, picking up the pace until you felt yourself reaching your climax. The thought of pulling out was nullified by Tiffany's moans and her legs pushing you inside of her. She had you locked, but you had no intention to escape.

"Make me a mother!" she moaned in your ear before going back to kissing you.

You decided to comply and to start your family here and now. You bucked your hips violently, sending Tiffany screaming with pleasure in your mouth as you flooded her fertile pussy with your cum. You could feel her legs shiver as you unloaded inside of her, filling her up with your love juice. Once over, you rolled on your back next to her, held her hand as you both breathed heavily, basking in the after glow. Your fingers intertwined, you couldn't help but look forward for when you'll marry her.

"I love you, [name], I really do." she confessed, out of breath while your cum was leaking out of her well used slit.

> "Me too, me too."

She rolled over to you and gave you a lovely hug before you both fell asleep in an embrace.

Congratulations: You became countryside family man! Though it was awkward to wake up in the evening, having skipped the entire afternoon classes. But she quickly made you forget with yet another love making session, one can never be too cautious when it comes to making babies. Once graduated, you bought some lands and raised some cattle while tending to your ever growing family. At first, Tiffany had to show you the ropes, but you learnt quick. And just like during your time as a couple, she was always passionate in bed, maybe a bit too much. It did make you repair the bed more than once. Being the husband of a handy woman had more than one perk.

Link for the other endings : A B C D E F G

EDIT : I’m so fucking lazy so the chapters after 19 will contain more typos that I didn’t bother to correct because I have more than 200 pages so far

Chapter1: messy introduction (SFW)

   As the sound of the pouring rain was fading away and settling down, a ray of morning light laid on two metallic carcasses letting out smells of oil and gasoline. A handful of people were gathered around the metal mess, a man wearing a blue camouflage uniform seemed to be accustomed to such sight as his eyes were half closed and his disappointment could be seen thanks to the light of the rising sun. He was nonchalantly holding an umbrella above a kneeling man holding his own head with a look of despair, his mouth and eyes wide open as if frozen in a mute scream. A few steps away, three people in drenched casual clothes were lined up in front of a man wearing a grey tuxedo and an unfazed expression, only he had dry tidy attire. The well dressed man took a glance at the two destroyed metallic structures then sighed before looking back at the people standing in front of him.

   "So, you managed to flip a tank upside down. Colour me impressed." The man declared, idly tapping the briefcase in his hands. "How?"

   One of the men, the one who was wearing an orange shirt with oil stains spoke up, but as soon as his mouth opened, the man in expensive clothes pinched his nose as to block the smell of booze coming out.

   "How could I know it was possible?" The inebriated person mumbled as a reply.

   "Either way, you three have been caught driving under influence. We'll have to punish you quite harshly this time." The tuxedo man said before pulling out his phone. "The Mother won't be happy about all of that and I don't want Her to sanction me because of you. Let's get you changed and report to Her immediately." He continued, putting an emphasis on the feminine entity.

   The men shuffled and waddled away to an unmarked van that drove off when they closed the door, disappearing after a sharp turn behind a house. The well dressed man nonchalantly walked to the civilian who was still on his knees in front of his destroyed car while whimpering. He looked at him as if the other was a whining dog but he wasn't paid to be sympathetic with others, he was paid for damage control.

   “Good morning, sir. It looks like we might have caused you some troubles, we will pay for the damages and put in a little extra for the inconvenience." The man declared as if he was a door-to-door salesman.

   "What… the fuck." The kneeling man said, looking at his interlocutor while the military man next to him was tucking away the umbrella.

   The man in grey ignored the question and quickly began his prepared speech that he unfortunately had to say almost every two days. With a wide smile showing his shiny and perfect dentition, he said in a fast pace:

   "I'm Smith, a representative of Brown industries, here's our card if you have more complaints. And here's our lawyers' if you have some legal issues against the men involved or the organisation they belong to. We're also willing to pay for your lawyer for any case involved directly or indirectly with our organisation." Smith said, giving cards and papers like a professional croupier. "Keep in mind that Brown Industries is entirely cooperative and is going to give compensation. By the way, what is your name? It'll be easier for the incoming procedures."

   "Daniel Tonq…" the man muttered.

   "Damn, Daniel!" The military man said enthusiastically with a laugh, as if to lighten the atmosphere.

   Daniel, also known as Dan, was a man in his mid twenties and was looking pretty much like any Caucasian man in town. He had short brown hair and a clean shaven face that was approved by his mother's tastes. The only contrasting trait was his bright blue eyes, some people even comparing them to those of huskies. Thankfully, he often took that remark with a smile as it was a nice icebreaker. Daniel looked quite approachable too, being as tall as the next guy and usually wearing sets of clothes outmoded by at least one season or wearing the classic jeans and unicoloured shirt. He didn’t look like someone from a specific category, like being a student or hipster.

   Because of the ruckus, the young man had rushed out of the house wearing nothing but a pair of trousers and an unbuttoned shirt that he hastily grabbed on his way out.

   "Shut up and call the towing company, Tony. Anyway, that's all for now. Have a good day, mister Tonq." The representative coldly said before turning on his feet.

   Daniel absentmindedly waved them goodbye as they walked to their car. He took a last look at his destroyed Toyota Yaris as a group of workers were dislodging the two vehicles and taking them away. One of the workers was kind enough to retrieve some objects from the carcass, there was a picture of Daniel in front of the intact vehicle giving thumbs up next to the car dealer, there was also a pair of broken sunglasses that were too small for him and a scratched sticker of the US flag with a redhead pinup dressed like a cowgirl.

   It was with a broken heart that he went back inside the house, his mother was looking worried while his dad, behind her, was half asleep, scratching his junk through his boxers with a yawn.

   "What did they say?" The mom asked, looking at the window as the workers were struggling to separate the two vehicles.

   "I don't remember everything, but he gave me some papers and such. I think that they will give me compensation for… everything?" Daniel said before giving his stuff to his mother who frowned at them.

   His responsible mom quickly read the different cards right after putting her glasses.

   "The Order? What kind of narcissist idiot would name their industry like that? Don't worry, hun. Momma will take care of everything!" 

   A few weeks later after the incident, in Brown Industries headquarters in Madrid, a woman in a grey office dress was having a phone call while slowly spinning from the left to the right on her office chair and admiring the view of the building outside.

   "So, I take it that you've ruined my nephew's birthday present because of that prototype tank incident." She jokingly said before pausing for a moment as her interlocutor replied. "What? No! I'm not ruined because of that! … of course not! Anyway, I do hope that you'll prepare the terrain for the implantation of our newest shell company on the west coast in California. That new prototype should sell well with our client." She said before noticing a glare on the building facing her office, she smiled. "By the way, make sure that the windows of the building are bulletproof and that the adjacent buildings are occupied by our guys. We don't want to repeat the sniper incident a third time, right?"

   As she finished her sentence, the window violently shook for a moment and a small piece of lead fell outside before the sound akin to thunder was heard. It didn't take long before a firefight occurred in the building where the group of snipers were hiding.

   "And make it double layered, just in case. … And don't forget to install a coffee machine in the office, one with an option to have hot chocolate. … Exactly, that's why I always take those expensive ones, the quality is better. … Oh! Ok, say 'hi' to Alice from me! Bye!" She said in an almost singing tone before hanging up her phone.

   The woman looked in front of her with a frown, she caught her reflection in the window. Her eyes were glowing an unnatural shade of green.

   "Should I retake control of my pet project?" She said before turning on her computer and she began working. "Maybe I should stop talking to myself as well, I’m too old for that."

   Behind her was a logo composed of a white silhouette of a sword and feather crossed together with the word 'Order' on them.

Though I may seem bad

Know that I have feelings too

I am a good girl

Hi God. It's me, Nektar. I don't think we've talked to each other for over a decade. What can I say? I was angry at first. After all, if you didn't approve of queer folk, then why did you make me that way? Was I meant to be another Job, because if so then I failed the test hard. As time went on I just became indifferent. I would find my answers in this world, not by looking to the heavens. Coming here feels wierd, but I don't know where else to turn.

What prompted me to come here was, funny enough, thanks to your oposite number. I had met him at the strip club. I know you won't approve of that either, but a girl needs a roof over her head. I was putting on my show when a stranger came over, practically showering me with money. What surprised me first was his gray skin, his horns. I guess I should have been afraid, but I wasn't. In fact he was pleasantly surprised that I wasn't freaked out over his appearance. He talked to me in that low growly voice that makes me weak in the knees, and I knew that I wanted to throw myself at him right then and there. But what struck me as we talked was just how sweet he was. For someone with such an intimidating form his was the heart of an angel. So we talked about me, about him, about his own club. We went there together, and that night he took me. I'll spare you the details, and I know you're omniscient anyway. At one point I told him I felt like I was in Heaven. That made him chuckle.

We met again today. I decided to ask about his skin, and if he was a gargoyle. That may sound like a stupid question, but you know very well that I played a lot of Vampire the Masquerade in my teens, so don't judge me.

...

I hope that didn't sound presumptive of me. 

Anyway, he told me he was an incubus. I know what that is, and it got me really curious. So I put on a little private show for him, and before I knew it he had thrown me on the floor and was ravishing me. And what a ravishing it was! It wasn't just that the sex was the rough kind I love, but for a moment there he made me feel almost like a real woman. I think he was trying to reach out to my heart in his own way, and I, being the dummy that I am, just asked him to keep having his way with me. I think I may have hurt him a little at that point, but he complied. Afterwards we shared a tender moment in each others' arms. He knows I will be back.

But it got me thinking. If there are demons, then there has to be a hell. If there is a hell, then there is a heaven. If there is a heaven, then surely there is you, God. So this is why I'm talking to you. 

I'm scared. I'm scared for my soul. If your church has the right of it, I am a sinner, for being myself. I can't be anything else. And now I've lain down with a demon. If this is you giving me a sign that I'm going to Hell then it was hardly subtle. 

What do you want me to do? Why did you make me this way? Why did you put him in my path?

What's really making me sad is he seems as confused as I am. This person is an incubus, yes, but he's not just some manifestation of some carnal principle. I know there is more to him than that. I've seen it in his eyes, heard it in his voice. Can't we both be happy instead? He is good for me, and I'm good for him and surely there must be good in that! 

I have to go now, God. I have a date that I'm going to run late to unless I get going. I know, I know, this isn't a date you would approve of either, but he has a great ass and a fetish for redheads who just happen to be sissies. I may have struck gold here. I'll talk to you later, okay?

--or--

Why do it do it, why do i keep doing it and why can't i just be an ordinary person?