Bimbo Life Coach

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/* Dream Image Array */ <<set $dreamImage = [ '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/1.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/2.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/3.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/4.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/5.jpg" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/6.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/7.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/8.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/9.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/10.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/11.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/12.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/13.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/14.jpg" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/15.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/16.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/17.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/18.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/19.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/20.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/21.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/22.gif" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/23.gif" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/24.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/25.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/26.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/27.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/28.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/29.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/30.gif" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/31.gif" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/32.jpg" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/33.gif" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/34.jpg" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/35.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/36.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/37.jpg" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/38.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/39.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/40.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/41.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/42.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/43.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/44.jpg" width="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/45.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/46.jpg" height="600">', '<img src="images/Story/Sleep/47.jpg" height="600">' ]>> /* Audio */ <<cacheaudio "Remix" "music/Remix.mp3">> <<cacheaudio "StripClubMusic" "music/StripClubMusic.mp3">> <<cacheaudio "Subway" "music/Subway.mp3">> <<cacheaudio "RecText" "music/RecText.mp3">> <<cacheaudio "SendText" "music/SendText.mp3">> /* Global Game Variables */ <<set $counters to new Map()>> <<set $storyData to { eventFlags : [], weekCount : 0, dailyEvent : true, stripClubVisits : 0, bimboGuide : 0, meetingCounts : [0, 0, 0, 0, 0], bimboManualCount : 0, mortgage : 0 }>> <<set $mc to { name : "", lastname : "", cash : 9500, fame : 0, income : 650, expenses : 600, fitness : 0, inventory : [] }>> /* Template Variables */ <<set $bimboTemplate to { bimbo : 0, slut : 0, exhibitionist : 0, happiness : 5, met : false, trainingComplete : false, dailyEvent : true, weeklyEvent : true, transformLevel : 0, cash : 0, debt : 0, eventFlags : [] }>> <<set $minorCharacter to { met : false, dailyEvent : true, weeklyEvent : true, happiness : 5, eventFlags : [] }>> /* Character Variables */ <<set $stella to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $charlotte to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $hang to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $sofia to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $june to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $ana to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $stacy to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $erica to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $elaine to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $tan to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $dani to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $natalie to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $katie to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $skylar to $bimboTemplate>>\ <<set $jessyka to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $rebeca to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $rupert to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $isaac to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $priti to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $phil to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $rosa to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $tiffany to $minorCharacter>>\ <<set $yanovic to $minorCharacter>>\

<h3>$mc.name $mc.lastname</h3> Money: $<<print $mc.cash>> <<if $mc.fame gte 1>>\ <label for="fame-meter">BLC Awareness:</label> <progress class="fame" id="fame-meter" @value="$mc.fame" max="50">\$mc.fame</progress> <</if>>\ <label for="fitness-meter">Fitness:</label> <progress class="fitness" id="fitness-meter" @value="$mc.fitness" max="50">\$mc.fitness</progress> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "Intro") is false>>\ <<if tags().includes("Sidebar")>>\ <button class="special-links" type="button" data-passage="MC Statistics">$mc.name $mc.lastname</button> <button class="special-links" type="button" data-passage="Journal">Journal</button> <button class="special-links" type="button" data-passage="Guide">Game Guide</button> <<else>>\ <button class="special-links" type="button" data-passage="MC Statistics" data-setter="$passageName to passage()">$mc.name $mc.lastname</button> <button class="special-links" type="button" data-passage="Journal" data-setter="$passageName to passage()">Journal</button> <button class="special-links" type="button" data-passage="Guide" data-setter="$passageName to passage()">Game Guide</button> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <hr /> <<date>> <<time24h>> <<if $stella.met>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BarSessions")>>\ ''Meeting Stella @ Bar, Monday 18:00'' <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HomeSessions")>>\ ''Meeting Stella @ Home, Monday 18:00'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingIntro")>>\ ''Stella Meets Rebeca @ Top Floor'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingStart") or CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingTraining") or CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingFinal")>>\ ''Stella Learning to Strip @ Top Floor'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaPhotoshoot")>>\ ''Photoshoot with Stella, 4pm to 8pm'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.met>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingSecondLesson") and $charlotte.trainingComplete is false>> ''Meeting Charlotte @ Home, Wednesday 18:00'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "BimboTraining")>>\ ''Meet Hang @ Your Apartment, Mondays after 8:00'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Thursday">>\ ''Stacy's Exercise Group @ Home, Today @ 18:00'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CouncilMeeting")>>\ ''Meet Councilmember Hernandez @ Downtown Office, Thursday 10:00'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeeting")>>\ ''Attend Co-op Board Meeting @ Rupert's, Tuesday @ 19:00'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeeting") and CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeetingComplete") is false>>\ ''Attend next Co-op Board Meeting @ Rupert's, Tuesday @ 19:00'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($priti, "Support") and CheckEvent($phil, "Support") and CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") is false and CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave") is false>>\ ''Attend special Co-op Board Meeting @ Elaine's, Wednesday @ 21:00'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($dani, "DaniMeeting") or CheckEvent($dani, "Cleaning") or CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingRenovation")>>\ ''Meet Dani @ Your Building, Morning'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave") and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") is false>>\ ''Attend BLC Grand Opening on Saturday'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($rosa, "BarMeeting")>>\ ''Look for Rosa @ Bar, Thursday Evening'' <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "Intro") is false>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ ''Weekly Meeting @ BLC Headquarters, Friday 18:00'' <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "FirstMeeting")>>\ ''Reminder Meeting @ Bar, Friday 18:00'' <<else>>\ ''Weekly Meeting @ Bar, Friday 18:00'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <hr /> <<button "Saves">><<script>>UI.saves()<</script>><</button>> <hr /> Mute Sound: <<cycle "$audioMute" autoselect>> <<option "False" false>> <<option "True" true>> <</cycle>> <<set SimpleAudio.mute($audioMute);>>\ <hr /> <a href="https://discord.gg/yCmGmhj"><img data-passage="ImageDiscord" width="150" style="border-radius:3.125em;"></a> <a href="https://www.patreon.com/BimboRoom"><img data-passage="ImagePatreon" width="150" style="border-radius:3.125em;"></a> Version: 0.6.3.4 /*<<link "Restart">><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</link>> <<link [[Test Passage]]>><<set $passageName to passage()>><</link>>*/

<table> <tr> <td> <<if $stella.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Stella" + $stella.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Stella Jackson|Stella Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Attend your first Bimbo Life Coach meeting. Maybe someone will turn up. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if $charlotte.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Charlotte" + $charlotte.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Charlotte Jackson|Charlotte Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> You will be introduced to this girl by her mother, whoever that is. <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<if $hang.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Hang" + $hang.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful") and CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave")>>\ Hang has decided to leave with Rupert. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "NameChange")>>\ [[Hang Duong|Hang Statistics]] <<else>>\ [[Hang Cosgrove|Hang Statistics]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> This girl lives in your apartment, so you might see her around the area. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if $ana.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Ana" + $ana.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Ana|Ana Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> The local coffee shop looks like a good place to meet people. <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<if $sofia.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Sofia" + $sofia.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Sofia Winstanley (Mom)|Sofia Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> You haven't seen this woman in some time. She might contact you after progressing with the story. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if $june.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/June" + $june.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[June Winstanley|June Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> It's been some time since you've seen this girl (thank goodness). Doubt it will stay that way for long. <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<if $tan.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Tan" + $tan.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Tan Nguyen|Tan Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> You meet all sorts of people at your BLC meetings. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if $rosa.met>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Rosa.jpg" width="150"> [[Councilmember Rosa Hernandez|Rosa Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> This woman is such an important member of the community, you are bound to meet her eventually. <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<if $stacy.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Stacy" + $stacy.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Stacy Peloni|Stacy Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Fitness is always an important part of bimboism. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if $erica.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Erica" + $erica.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Erica Holz|Erica Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Some of the girls who attend your meetings might begin to contact you. <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<if $dani.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Dani" + $dani.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Dani Mathers|Dani Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Many a recently graduated girl would like to learn more about bimboism. If only you knew a school teacher to introduce you. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Elaine" + $elaine.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Elaine Kennedy|Elaine Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Professional acquaintances often become friends; and sometimes friends become something more. <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <td> <<if $skylar.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Skylar" + $skylar.transformLevel + ".jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Skylar|Skylar Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> You met a number of new people at the grand opening. Some may even contact you. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if $katie.met>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Story/Journal/Katie.jpg">>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="150"> [[Katie|Katie Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Stacy's gym sessions have become more popular. <</if>>\ </td> <<else>>\ <td> <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Once BLC has been properly established, you are sure more people will become interested in joining. </td> <td> <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Once BLC has been properly established, you are sure more people will become interested in joining. </td> <</if>>\ </tr> <tr> <td> <<if $rupert.met>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Rupert.jpg" width="150"> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave")>>\ Rupert has moved away. Hopefully you will never see him again. <<else>>\ [[Rupert Cosgrove|Rupert Statistics]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Not everyone you meet is going to be supportive. Some little Napoleon will no doubt take issue. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeeting") or CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete")>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/CoOp.jpg" width="150"> [[Co-op Board|Coop Board Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Living in an apartment means dealing with official bodies. <</if>>\ </td> </tr> <tr> <td> <<if $yanovic.met>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Yanovic.jpg" width="150"> [[Dr. Yanovic|Yanovic Statistics]] <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> An old acquaintance who has helped with your 'projects' in the past. <</if>>\ </td> <td> <img src="images/Story/Journal/Generic.jpg" width="150"> Coming Soon </td> </tr> </table> <<link "Go back" $passageName>><</link>>

<h2>Game Guide</h2> Bimbo Life Coach puts you into the shoes of a wannabe bimbo maker in present day New York. Most choices you make will shape the story and characters in certain ways which will emphasise certain characteristics over others as the game progresses. For these choices you will make them based on the information you have, and your preferences. But players will be warned when certain decisions are final, meaning that the choice made will open up one plot line at the same time as closing others. Once you meet a major character, or a minor character becomes a major character, an entry for them will appear in the journal available in the left hand menu. Here you will be able to see a photo which shows how they look, which reflects their development and transformation. In general the more transformed a character becomes, the more their story will open up. Finances are important in this game. This is true not just for you, but also for other characters. When relevant you will be able to speed up a character's transformation by lending them money, or paying them to work for you. At the beginning of the game your income and expenses will be balanced, but pay particular attention to decisions which will affect this. There are a number of locations in the game. If you need to visit a certain location or talk to a certain person to advance a main character's plot, a notification will appear either in the left hand menu or on that character's page. If you are stuck, try going to sleep! Many events will only become available when you begin a new day. Also, check the journal pages for the characters. There are often hints on what to do next. ''If you do not see any images or videos this is because you have downloaded the Patreon-compliant version, please go to https://f95zone.to/threads/bimbo-life-coach-v0-5-4-bimboroom.31473/ in order to find the full version.'' <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "Intro")>>\ <<link [[Start the game!|Visit Desk]]>><</link>> <<else>>\ <<link "Go back" $passageName>><</link>> <</if>>\

/*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* Date & Time Widget Setup */ /*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* This must be set to whatever the initial game datetime should be. Must use UTC time. */ <<set $gameDate to new Date("2018-06-17T19:30Z");>> <<set window.GameDays to ["Sunday", "Monday", "Tuesday", "Wednesday", "Thursday", "Friday", "Saturday"]; window.GameMonths to ["Jan", "Feb", "Mar", "Apr", "May", "Jun", "Jul", "Aug", "Sep", "Oct", "Nov", "Dec"];>> /*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* Date & Time Advancement Widget Definitions */ /*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* Adds the specified number of minutes. */ <<widget "addmins">>\ <<set $gameDate.setMinutes($gameDate.getMinutes() + $args[0])>>\ <</widget>> /* Adds the specified number of hours. */ <<widget "addhours">>\ <<set $gameDate.setHours($gameDate.getHours() + $args[0])>>\ <</widget>> /* Adds the specified number of days. */ <<widget "adddays">>\ <<set $gameDate.setHours($gameDate.getHours() + $args[0] * 24)>>\ <</widget>> /* Sets to specific minute */ <<widget "setmins">>\ <<set $gameDate.setMinutes($args[0])>>\ <</widget>> /* Sets to specific hour */ <<widget "sethours">>\ <<set $gameDate.setHours($args[0])>>\ <</widget>> /* Sets to specific date */ <<widget "setdays">>\ <<set $gameDate.setHours($args[0])>>\ <</widget>> /*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* Date & Time Printing Widget Definitions */ /*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* Prints the current date ("{weekday} {month} {day}, {year}"). */ <<widget "date">>\ <<print String.format("{0} {1} {2}, {3}", GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()], GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()], $gameDate.getDate(), $gameDate.getFullYear())>>\ <</widget>> /* Prints the current day of the week */ <<widget "day">>\ <<print String.format("{0} {1} {2} {3}", GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()])>>\ <</widget>> /* Prints the current time (12H). */ <<widget "time12h">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() eq 0>>12<<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gt 12>><<print $gameDate.getHours() - 12>><<else>><<print $gameDate.getHours()>><</if>>:<<if $gameDate.getMinutes() lt 10>>0<</if>><<print $gameDate.getMinutes()>> <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 12>>PM<<else>>AM<</if>>\ <</widget>> /* Prints the current time (24H). */ <<widget "time24h">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>>0<</if>><<print $gameDate.getHours()>>:<<if $gameDate.getMinutes() lt 10>>0<</if>><<print $gameDate.getMinutes()>>\ <</widget>> /* Prints the current time of day */ <<widget "timeofday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() lt 4>>\ <<print "Middle of the night">> <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 4 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 6>>\ <<print "Early morning">> <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 6 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>>\ <<print "Morning">> <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 10 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 14>>\ <<print "Midday">> <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 14 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 17>>\ <<print "Afternoon">> <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 21>>\ <<print "Evening">> <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 21>>\ <<print "Night">> <</if>>\ <</widget>> /* Prints the current date and time (12H). */ <<widget "datetime">>\ <<date>> <<time12h>> <</widget>> /* Prints the current day and time (24H). */ <<widget "daytime">>\ <<day>><<time24h>> <</widget>> /*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* Image Widget Definitions */ /*-----------------------------------------------------------------*/ /* Dream Image Widget */ <<widget "dreamimage">>\ <<print $dreamImage.random(1, 47)>>\ <</widget>>

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "Intro")>>\ <h2>Bimbo Life Coach is a game intended only for players aged 18+.</h2> <h3>If you are not 18 or over please close the game.</h3> What is your first name? <<textbox "$mc.name" "Sean">> What is your last name? <<textbox "$mc.lastname" "Banner">> [[Start|Beginning]]

<img src="images/Locations/Home/Apartment.jpg" width="700" alt="Your apartment"> ''BUZZ BUZZ B-B-B BUZZZZZ'' Your quiet evening is ruined by the intercom buzzer going crazy. You lift yourself up off the sofa and run over to it. "Hello? What's the -" "$mc.name! Seeing you won't answer my texts, I thought I would come over and talk to you." Oh shit. Sophie. "Oh, hi Sophie, sorry about that, I..." "Just fucking let me in, $mc.name. I'm not going to rip your head off, we just need to talk." You press the button to let her up and release a long sigh. [[You wait for her to knock.|Sophie Enters]]

She surprises you and just pushes open your unlocked door, bumping it into you and making clear that you had your eye pressed to the peephole. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"> <source src="images/Sophie/Argue.webm" type="video/webm"> </video> "You always were a big creep, $mc.name." As the shock of her arrival wears off you find yourself increasingly irritated that she barged in on you like this. "Nowhere better to be, Sophie? No dicks you can trip on to?" Sophie forced out a sharp, dismissive laugh. "Oh, you can talk, you fucking..." "I never did anything with her, I just...!" Sophie put her hands up to stop you shouting at her, and growls in a mix of resignation and suppressed anger. "I didn't come here to argue with you." You splutter sarcastically. "So why did you come here? To chat about the weather?" "To tell you that I am never going to see you again... To tell you that you have treated me poorly, but also, as much as I hate to admit it, to thank you." [[Well that was unexpected.|Sophie Reminisces]]

''Text Colours'' [[Link|Test Passage]] White Minor Character Main Character Tiffany Stella Charlotte Sofia June Rupert Hang Tan Rosa Erica Stacy Ana Yanovic Elaine Isaac Priti Phil Rebeca Dani Natalie Kira Elle Madison Skylar <<link "Go back" $passageName>><</link>>

<img src="images/Sophie/Before.jpg" width="600"> "Yes, thank you. Do you remember how I was when we first met? How shy I was? The old Sophie would never have stormed up here like this." You sit down on a dining chair near the door, kick your legs onto the table, and look back at her. "I'm not sure whether I quite appreciate that transformation at this exact moment." Sophie laughs and smiles a genuine smile at you. "Look, things may be over between us, but I think we're both better for it." She gestures at her body. "I have this, and a boatload of extra confidence. You... Well, you got to enjoy this." You weren't ready to be gracious, not yet. "I invested a lot of money in you." [[You really did...|Sophie's New Body]]

"You walked into my life and all you had was that tight ass." <video id="video" autoplay loop><source src="images/Sophie/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You felt so self-conscious about your body, about your looks. Your boyish tits... You were so happy when I bought you your new tits." <video id="video" autoplay loop><source src="images/Sophie/Boobs.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You sigh and lift your head up to look at the ceiling before looking back at her. "What went wrong?" She looks at you skeptically. "You mean, apart from the cheating?" "I told you, I -" "I don't care. It wasn't just that. It was everything. I became your project. [[Sophie the Project|Sophie The Project]]

"The way you'd examine me..." <img src="images/Sophie/Inspect.jpg" width="600"> "The way you'd do your pervy little 'checks' on me..." <img src="images/Sophie/Finger.jpg" width="600"> "I'm more than just your project. I wanted to be your girlfiend. I could have loved you and all you wanted was to... To..." "Be your life coach?" Sophie nodded, somewhat sadly, but with a lopsided grin. "Yes, my life coach. A fucking bimbo life coach." You let out a slightly embarrassed chuckle and she walks over to you. "I need more than that, and you're incapable of giving more. I wish you all the best, and I hope you are happy, but I'm just not gonna be around to find out." She bends down and kisses you gently on the lips. "Goodbye, $mc.name." You stay silent as she walks to the door, her heels knocking on your hardwood floor. As she slams the door shut behind her you mutter to yourself in a sad voice. "Goodbye, Sophie." [[Sunset on the Roof]]

<<addmins 30>>\ The sun is setting and you have no plans for the night. With a somewhat heavy heart you take a two-thirds full bottle of whisky up the roof. <img src="images/Locations/Sunset.jpg" width="700" alt="Sunset on your roof"> Your life hasn't been going all that well lately. In fact, if you're being honest with yourself, it hasn't been going well for some time. It's been nearly four years since you cashed in and sold your start up. Perhaps you sold a bit early, but you were burning out and only in it for the money anyway. Besides, a little over $8 million after taxes was nothing to complain about. It started off well. You took a half a year off and saw the parts of the world you'd always dreamed about seeing. Walked the foothills of the Himalayas and retraced the last steps of Jesus in Jerusalem. You travelled across a continent on the Trans-Siberian Railway and dipped your feet into the perfect waters of Lake Baikal. But when you returned to New York... Let's just say buying your apartment was the last sensible decision you made. You've spent three years blowing through the $6 million you had left over on drugs, booze, and partying. Not to mention three pairs of fake tits, and two bolt-on asses. At least Sophie's perfect, natural ass kept your costs down. You take a heavy swig of whisky, and think aloud to yourself. "Bimbo life coach." She wasn't wrong there. Since you'd become rich you hadn't really had a girlfriend, just a series of projects. You'd never been controlling, at least you hoped you hadn't, but they all fell into the same rut of you being a cheerleader for changes that, when complete, left the relationship hollow. Perhaps there was something to that? You kept trying to turn girlfriends into bimbos. What if, instead, you helped clients become bimbos? You're not bad at it. Not bad at all, $mc.name. Brooklyn is full of hucksters 'helping' people reach their dreams, but as far as you know they're all new age, yoga flexing, fart sniffing assholes helping finance wives center their chakras and do handstands on their personal trainer's cock. They never actually caused anyone to change permanently. Why not help the good women of NYC become big titted, thick lipped, party making bimbos? That'd be real change, and positive change. Worst comes to worst, you just go back to tech. Best comes to best... [[You live your dream|Guide]]

<img src="images/Locations/Home/Desk.jpg" width="600" alt="Your desk"> You wake up, somewhat hungover from your rooftop whisky session. Part of you can't even believe that you're taking the idea of becoming a bimbo life coach seriously, but another part of you is already racing ahead to the practicalities. The first among them is to actually check how much money you have. You feel like you've woken up from a coma, and you realize to your horror that you haven't checked your bank account in //months//. As your computer boots, you pour yourself a cup of coffee. You face the music you log into your bank's website. "Fuuuck..." Adding everything up, including your emergency cash, you have $9,500. Most people would be very happy to see that sitting in their pockets, but for you that means your life of luxury is over. You'll have to start making money again. Soon, hopefully, as a bimbo life coach, but in the meantime you will have to start accepting at least a few of all those consulting gigs that get thrown your way. You steady yourself, then open up your budget spreadsheet. Thankfully, as you own your apartment outright, you don't have to worry about rent. Your regular outgoings - building maintenance, utilities, your groceries - aren't too bad, and adding in the Metrocard you'll now have to start buying instead of Ubers, it comes to about $600 a week. Your regular income is, luckily, $650, mainly from licencing fees and royalties paid out by the company the bought your start up. [[Start BLC|Start Business]]

You begin your research by looking up whether anyone has ever actually tried to become a bimbo life coach before. Apart from some Russian photographers whose model/girlfriends become progressively more bimbo-like through time, you realise that this is totally uncharted territory. Exciting, on the one hand, but it also means you can't learn from anyone else's mistakes. Next you examine your local life coach competition. The smoothie pushing, fitness obsessed yogis... <img src="images/Story/Intro/Yoga.jpg" width="600"> The driven, type-A, craggy jawed career coaches... <img src="images/Story/Intro/CareerCoach.jpg" width="600"> And the hippies. <img src="images/Story/Intro/Hippie.jpg" width="600"> None strike you as posing any kind of real competition. The yogis might offer the prospect of a hot bod, and the career coaches the possibility of purpose, but not in the way you'll be offering. [[Continue working|Start Business 2]]

You make a cup of coffee and sit down at your desk and think. If the other life coaches aren't a threat, who is? You tap your feet in concentration, but your mind wanders and you wonder if you have time to quickly jack off and clear your mind. You're just about to unzip when... "Strippers! Strippers and hookers!" <img src="images/Story/Intro/StripClub.jpg" width="600" alt="Stripper in club"> Your main competition isn't from other people trying to help women become bimbos, your main competition will be from other people trying to make money off of bimbos. In fact, you realise grimly, the best prospects will already be up on stage shaking their asses and shoving their tits into the faces of coked up bankers. Or even fucking their way around the city for cash. But, people being people, there will be plenty of women who want the attention bimbos get, the fun life they have, but don't have the confidence to do it on their own. Plenty of women who just need a little push and some guidance. <<if $rebeca.met is false>>\ [[Go talk to a stripper (-$15)|Start Stripclub 1]] <</if>>\ <<if $jessyka.met is false>>\ [[Hire a call girl and interview her (-$500)|Start Escort]] <</if>>\ <<if $rebeca.met and $jessyka.met>>\ [[Get started!|Start Business 4]] <</if>>\

<<set $mc.cash -= 15>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You take the subway into the city and visit Top Floor, a fairly middling strip club in Midtown. You're visiting at an off time, so the place should be relatively quiet, giving you the chance to get a stripper's attention. <video id="video" autoplay loop><source src="images/StripClub/StripClub.webm" type="video/webm"></video> When you enter a skinny, but stunning, girl is working the stage. You lurk at the back, scoping out the room, before you walk forwards and sit yourself down at a small booth. You're only alone for a few moments, barely long enough to order a cocktail. "Is anyone sitting here, papi?" You feel a hand on your shoulder, and turning around you find yourself staring into dark brown eyes, piercing into yours from behind heavy makeup. "It's free. Come on, sit down next to me." She sits down, grabbing your thigh with her hand as she does so, to 'balance'. She has big tits that stick right out from her skinny frame. She's just wearing a simple black lingerie set, with clear, see-through stripper heels. She begins to play with your hair. "You're here for the lull, tough day at work?" "I wouldn't say that. In fact, I came here for work." "To New York?" "No, here, to this strip club." She laughs, then pulls her bra down lower, so you can see the edge of her nipples. "And what kind of work brings a hardworking man like you to a bad place like this?" "I came to talk to a woman like you, ask you some questions. Can we go talk somewhere more private?" She looks around, and you can tell she's assessing how many other clients are in the club. Not many, so she'll just have to try and get what she can from you now. "If we go to the back, papi, we can do whatever you want..." [[Talk to a stripper in VIP (-$200)|Start Stripclub 2]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 500; $jessyka.met to true; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You open up a new tab and begin to look for call girls available today. You only check the high end sites, but you're scouting for the fake tittiest, big lippiest, whoreiest bimbo call girl you can find. You ring up the company, and after hearing the usual disclaimers and providing the necessary verification, you're booked in. Jessyka will be around in two hours. Even her working name is slutty and dumb. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She arrives wearing a long, light coat, but when she takes it off you see she's wearing a pink fishnet shirt, with matching pink hoop earrings. The nipples of her giant tits are poking through it. You can't help yourself blurting out what you are really thinking. "You look like such a bimbo slut!" She giggles. "I try!" She looks expectantly at you, and you realise that you have to pay her first. You walk over to your counter and get the money, handing her five crisp $100 bills. She subtly counts the money as she places it into her handbag. Turning around, she places a hand on your chest. "I'm all yours for two hours. What do you want to do with me?" You take her by the hand and walk her over to your sofa. "Before we have fun, I want to ask you some questions, Jessyka." She smiles at you, and you continue. "Do you like being a bimbo?" She looks at you, biting her lip erotically, but you interrupt her before she can answer. "Seriously, not just to make me happy, because I'm gonna fuck you either way. I really just want to know." She nods, slowly, and answers. "Like, totally. It's amazing. Men love me, I get to make people happy, I get to look so pretty. I only do this to pay the bills, looking like this is expensive, and not all my clients are... Well, like you." "What makes a bimbo?" "Well, first of all, you gotta be really hot. Then... I guess you can't be too stressed out, too worried about bullshit. You gotta let people take care of you, and just have fun." "What about men?" She smiles brightly, and touches your thigh. "A bimbo, a real bimbo, wants to please men. You know, make sure they're always happy." She leans into you. "Can I make you happy?" [[Well, you may as well have some fun...|Start Escort Finish]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "Intro"); AddEvent($storyData, "FirstMeeting"); $mc.cash -= 750; >>\ <<addhours 17>>\ After finishing your research you realise your ideal candidate would be someone like a recently divorced woman, or a young women fresh to the city, who'll accept your instruction and enthusiastically follow it. The perfect bimbo to publicise, and to recruit new clients with. You decide to start small, with a meeting in the back room of your local bar. You figure Friday after work is the best time to arrange it for, and it will cost $75 to reserve the space. You spend another $575 getting a small vinyl banner made to hang on the wall behind you as you speak, printing out pamphlets, and having other promotional materials prepared. Over the next few days you'll make sure that you prepare some materials in your spare time. ''Your first meeting will be on Friday. Arrive by 18:00 in the back room of your local bar.'' [[You've been working for 17 hours!|Sleep]]

You take your dick out of your pants and you push her down to her knees. "Open your mouth." She's on her knees and not only does she open her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue, but she wriggles happily. She lifts up her fishnet top, exposing her huge, tanned tits. You stand, and look down at her. She moves her head slightly towards your cock, and you move it away from her. She looks momentarily unhappy, but she keeps her mouth wide open. Forgetting any warm up, and thinking about your $500, you shove your dick into her mouth and down her throat. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You fuck her face and your otherwise quiet apartment is filled with the sound of her gagging. You pull out and she lifts up her tits and spits on them. "Do you like that?", she asks. You don't answer, and shove your dick in her mouth again. You fuck her face and she begins to cry, but when you take your dick out of her mouth she smiles up at you. You sit down on your sofa, and pull her on top of you. "Fuck me", you command. She does as she's told and she hovers over your dick, which is dripping with her spit. But to your surprise she doesn't put you into her pussy, she slides your dick into her asshole. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Am I a good bimbo?" You fuck up into her, you can feel her clean, tight asshole gripping your cock. "Tell me I'm a good bimbo." She spreads her legs, and balances herself over you, freeing your hands. With your right hand you grab onto one of her tits, squeezing it hard, as the other giant tit flops up and down with every thrust. "You're a good bimbo." You can feel yourself coming. "You're a good bimbo." You begin to cum. "You're a good bimbo." Her ass fills with your cum, and as you stop she takes over, milking every last drop, before stopping, leaving your dick in her ass as it shrinks. You lie back on the sofa, spent, as she gets up off you and pulls down her top. "You know what every good bimbo needs?" You look up at her, and shake your head, literally too drained to speak. She leans in, and whispers in your ear. "A purse full of cash, and an ass full of cum." She kisses you on the cheek, and then walks out the door. [[Return|Start Business 2]]

<<set $storyData.stripClubVisits += 1; $mc.cash -= 200; $rebeca.met to true; >>\ You enter a private room in the back, hidden from the rest of the club by a thick curtain. She pushes you down onto the bench, and pulls down her top. "I just wanted to -" "Shhhh... Just enjoy the show while we talk." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StripperMeet.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Her tits are glorious, and you find yourself getting hard. Before you can ask her anything, she pushes her tits into your face and you can feel the tight implants underneath her skin. She takes your hands, puts them on her ass, and then sits on your lap, right on your dick. "Don't tell me you aren't enjoying this," she says, as she inches her ass back and forth on your dick. This is gonna be tough. You exhale, to focus your mind, and begin. "Do you like men objectifying you like this?" For the first time since she approached you her act stops, and she looks at you skeptically. "You aren't some kind of hero are you, wanting to save me from this life?" You laugh. "No, not at all. Nothing could be further from the truth. I..." You realize you need to decide what to say. Shall you lie, or tell her the truth? [[Tell her your girlfriend wants to become a stripper|Start Stripclub 2a]] [[Tell her you are wanting to become a bimbo life coach|Start Stripclub 2b]]

"My girlfriend wants to become a stripper. She wants to make herself look like a bimbo. Like you." She turns around and begins to rub her ass on you, rubbing your erect cock through your pants. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StripperDance.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks over her shoulder and answers your first question. "I love it. I love walking through a room knowing every straight man around is undressing me, wondering how they feel. You know how your dick is throbbing right now?" She sits next to you and rubs her index finger up and down your cock. "I did that." "Are you happy being a stripper?" "Yeah, I am. I get paid a lot, I get to set my own hours. I know that it won't last forever, but..." You cut across her. "What work have you got done?" "My lips, my tits. My ass is natural." You slide your hand around, and you feel her ass. She smiles up at you, and you begin to slide your hand around, until your fingertips are touching her pussy through her panties. "We have the room to ourselves. Do you want something extra, papi? If your girlfriend wants to become a bimbo, you should see what we can do." [[Buy 'something extra' (-$300)|Start Stripclub 3]] [[Return|Start Business 2]]

"I'm starting a company. I'm going to coach women on how to become bimbos, like you." She turns around and begins to rub her ass on you, rubbing your erect cock through your pants. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StripperDance.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She laughs at what you said. "Every woman knows how to be a bimbo, honey. You just gotta work with what you have." You reach up and squeeze her tits. "Like you did?" She laughs and sits down next to you. She moves her face close to yours, her tits touching your chest. You can feel her breath on your face. You look into her eyes. "Why did you get your work done?" "My tits? My lips?" She leans out a little, rests her hand on your cock, then kisses your cheek. "That. That little jump your cock did? That's why. I can walk in to any room and all the men will be undressing me, wondering what they feel like, wondering what it would feel like to fill me." "Was it worth it?" You reach your hand around, and place your hand on her ass. You give it a squeeze. "What you're touching right now is all natural, by the way. But.. Yeah, it was. I won't lie, there are times I'm not taken as seriously as I want to be. In the end I always get my way, but my way is usually just to suck some cock..." You begin to inch your hand lower on her rear, until your fingertips are touching her pussy through her panties. She gives your cock a hard squeeze. "Do you want something extra, papi?" [[Buy 'something extra' (-$300)|Start Stripclub 3]] [[Return|Start Business 2]]

<<set AddEvent($rebeca, "KnowName"); $mc.cash -= 300; >>\ "300 bucks. You don't get to fuck me, but I promise you've never had better." You pull $300 out of your wallet, and she tucks it into the strap of her heel. She kneels down in front of you, and runs her finger down your face, letting you suck gently on her fingertips. Throwing her hair back, she unzips you. Slowly , the stripper pulls your pants, and boxers, down to your ankles. Your cock stands up, and she holds it in her hand. "Wow, I say this to every guy, but I mean it this time. You were born lucky." She dips her head down, and you feel her thick lips kiss your tip, then she lowers her head and you feel her tongue circling around the tip of your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StripperBlowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She pushes your legs further apart, and then she wraps her tits around the bottom of your cock as she sucks the tip. She never swallows, never properly closes her mouth. Every time that your cock hits the back of her throat, a little more spit drips down onto her tits, into her cleavage. After a few minutes it's soaked and your balls are dripping. She lifts her head up, and begins to jerk you off just using her spit soaked tits. "What do you like most about my body, papi?" All you can manage is to swear. "Oh fuck, don't stop." "Is it my tits? You love my big, fake, bimbo tits?" "I love them, I love your fake, bimbo tits." "Show me you love them. Cum on them." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StripperCum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She lies down, and you stand over her. She begins to jiggle her tits underneath you. "Give it to me, give it all to me." You jerk yourself off and feel wave after wave of orgasm, and you cum all over her. Spent, you sit down. "Goddamn." "Have fun, papi?" You smile, and throw your head back. She turns back to you, and sucks the last of the cum out of the tip of your shrinking dick. "What's your name?" "Rebeca. Come back and see me some time, I'm sure we can become great friends." [[Return|Start Business 2]]

<<if $rest is true>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ <<set $rest to false>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() lte 7>>\ <<sethours 8>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ <<else>>\ <<adddays 1>>\ <<sethours 8>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<include [[Sleep Reset Events]]>>\ <<dreamimage>> You sleep, and dream of bimbos. <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Monday">>\ [[Your Weekly Finances|Weekly Finances]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFourthLesson") and $charlotte.analTraining lt 7>>\ [[Charlotte's Anal Coaching|Charlotte Anal Training]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ProtestRally")>>\ [[Today is the day of the rally|The Protest]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") and CheckEvent($storyData, GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()])>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ [[What on earth is all this damn noise?|Hang Dream]] <<else>>\ [[Start your day|Rupert Leaves]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ [[Wake up and go to your living room|Home]] [[Go right to work (+$300, Back home at 18:00)|Consulting]] [[Skip day|Sleep]] <<if $mc.fame gte 1 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Friday">>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <<link [[Skip to BLC Meeting|Weekly BLC Meeting]]>><<addhours 10>><</link>> <<else>>\ <<link [[Skip to BLC Meeting|Weekly Bar Meeting]]>><<addhours 10>><</link>> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<include [[Sleep Events]]>> <</if>>\

<<set $storyData.weekCount += 1; $mc.cash += $mc.income; $mc.cash -= $mc.expenses; >>\ <h4>$mc.name $mc.lastname</h4> Your weekly passive income is $<<print $mc.income>>. Your weekly regular expenses are $<<print $mc.expenses>>. <h4>Bimbo Life Coaching</h4> <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 600>>\ You pay Stella her weekly wage of $600. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 400>>\ Stella gets a weekly allowance of $400 as your house bimbo. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 500>>\ You receive $500 from fees for attending Stacy's workout session. <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 50>>\ You receive $50 from Stacy, for letting her use your home gym for her weekly sessions. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 300>>\ You pay Stacy $300 this week for her training services. <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "GymPay")>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 300>>\ You pay Stacy $300 this week to train Elaine. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "WeeklyFine")>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 1000>>\ You pay your weekly fine of $1,000 to the co-op board. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingElainePartner") and $storyData.mortgage gt 0>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 650; $storyData.mortgage -= 325; >>\ You pay $325 to Elaine in rent this week, and $325 in mortgage and insurance for the building next door. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "Mortgage") and $storyData.mortgage gt 0>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 650; $storyData.mortgage -= 650; >>\ You pay $650 this week in mortgage and insurance for the building next door. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Bimbo Finances</h4> <<if $stella.transformLevel is 1>>\ ''Stella Jackson'' Stella's Savings: $<<print $stella.cash>> Stella's Debt to you: $<<print $stella.debt>> <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper")>>\ <<if $stella.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<if $stella.slut gte 50>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 1600; $stella.cash += 6400; >>\ You received $1,600 from Stella's stripping. <<elseif $stella.slut gte 36>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 1120; $stella.cash += 4480; >>\ You received $1,120 from Stella's stripping. <<else>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 800; $stella.cash += 3200; >>\ You received $800 from Stella's stripping. <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 640; $stella.cash += 2560; >>\ You received $640 from Stella's stripping. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteFinances")>>\ ''Charlotte Jackson'' Charlotte's Savings: $<<print $charlotte.cash>> Charlotte's Debt: $<<print $charlotte.debt>> <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 38>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 200; $charlotte.cash += 800; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's modelling this week earned you $200. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 33>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 150; $charlotte.cash += 600; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's modelling this week earned you $150. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 28>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 60; $charlotte.cash += 240; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's modelling this week earned you $60. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 23>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 30; $charlotte.cash += 120; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's modelling this week earned you $30. <<else>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 15; $charlotte.cash += 60; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's modelling this week earned you $15. <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 38>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 325; $charlotte.cash += 1300; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's Instagram and Snapchat income this week earned you $325. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 33>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 230; $charlotte.cash += 920; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's Instagram and Snapchat income this week earned you $230. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 28>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 150; $charlotte.cash += 600; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's Instagram and Snapchat income this week earned you $150. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 23>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 50; $charlotte.cash += 200; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's Instagram and Snapchat income this week earned you $50. <<else>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 20; $charlotte.cash += 80; >>\ Your 20% cut of Charlotte's Instagram and Snapchat income this week earned you $20. <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.cash gte 0>>\ Charlotte has $<<print $charlotte.cash>>. <<else>>\ Charlotte is $<<print $charlotte.cash>> in debt. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Total</h4> You start the week with $<<print $mc.cash>>. <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFourthLesson") and $charlotte.analTraining lt 7>>\ [[Charlotte's Anal Coaching|Charlotte Anal Training]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ProtestRally")>>\ [[Today is the day of the rally|The Protest]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") and CheckEvent($storyData, GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()])>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ [[What on earth is all this damn noise?|Hang Dream]] <<else>>\ [[Start your day|Rupert Leaves]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ [[Wake up and go to your living room|Home]] [[Go right to work (+$300, Back home at 18:00)|Consulting]] [[Skip day|Sleep]] <</if>>\

<<audio "StripClubMusic" stop>>\ <<audio "Subway" stop>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Home/Apartment.jpg" width="600" alt="Your apartment"> <<include [[Home Events]]>> Your top floor apartment. Big, bright, industrial. Only a couple of blocks from the subway, with a great view out to Manhattan from the roof. You can take care of business at your desk, go sleep (or other things...) in your bedroom, or go out. [[Leave]] <<include [[Home Activities]]>> [[Your Desk]] [[Your Bedroom]] [[Sleep until 8am|Sleep][$rest to false]] <<if $gameDate.getHours() lt 23>>\ <<link [[Watch some TV (+1 hour)|Home]]>><<addhours 1>><</link>> <<else>>\ It's too late for TV, you should really go to bed. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomeGym")>>\ [[Gym|Home Gym]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio")>>\ [[Photo Studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ [[Go To BLC|Building]] <<else>>\ [[Go To Your Building|Building]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set $mc.cash += 300>>\ <<sethours 18>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Home/Consulting.jpg" width="700" alt="Your desk"> You take on some troubleshooting work, and after spending the morning looking over some reports you head into Manhattan for a meeting. You're $300 richer, but you only get home at 6pm. [[Return home|Home]]

<<set _randomTrigger to random(1, 19); _randomDay to random(1, 6); >>\ <<if $eventFinish>>\ <<set $eventFinish to false>>\ <<goto [[Home]]>>\ <<elseif $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventSleep to $false>>\ <<goto [[Sleep]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<include [[Stella Sleep Events]]>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Sleep Events]]>>\ <<include [[Ana Sleep Events]]>>\ <<include [[Hang Sleep Events]]>>\ <<include [[Sofia Sleep Events]]>>\ <<include [[June Sleep Events]]>>\ <<if $rupert.met is false and _randomDay lte 2>>\ [[You are woken up by someone banging on your door...|Meet Rupert]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentLetter")>>\ [[You find a letter pushed under your door...|Rupert Morning Letter]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete") and CheckEvent($isaac, "Email")>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Isaac|Isaac E-mail]] <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "HangDrunk") and CheckEvent($hang, "HangDrunk") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sunday">>\ [[You're woken up by someone buzzing your intercom|Hang Tan Night]] <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession1") is false and $counters.get("ElaineTraining") gte 0>>\ [[You send Elaine and Stacy an e-mail|Elaine Session 1]] <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession2") is false and $counters.get("ElaineTraining") gte 1>>\ [[Stacy sends you an e-mail|Elaine Session 2]] <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession3") is false and $counters.get("ElaineTraining") gte 2>>\ [[Stacy sends you an e-mail|Elaine Session 3]] <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession4") is false and $counters.get("ElaineTraining") gte 3 and CheckEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding") is false>>\ [[Elaine sends you an e-mail|Elaine Session 4]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding") and CheckEvent($isaac, "Support") and $hang.trainingComplete and CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeeting") is false and CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeetingComplete") is false>>\ [[You find another letter pushed under your door|Co-op Board Meeting 2 Letter]] <</if>>\ <<if $counters.get("BuildingRenovation") gte 4 and CheckEvent($ana, "Return") and CheckEvent($june, "Home") and CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeetingComplete")>>\ [[You receive a text about the building renovations|Building Complete]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CouncilResponse")>>\ [[You have been included in an e-mail from the council|CoOp Response]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set _randomTrigger to random(1, 19); _randomDay to random(0, 6); >>\ <<if $eventFinish>>\ <<set $eventFinish to $false>>\ <<goto [[Home]]>>\ <<elseif $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventSleep to $false>>\ <<goto [[Sleep]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<include [[Stella Home Events]]>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Home Events]]>>\ <<include [[Ana Home Events]]>>\ <<include [[June Home Events]]>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") and CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ <<include [[Hang Home Events]]>>\ <</if>>\ <<include [[Natalie Events]]>>\ <<if _randomDay is 1 and $stella.met and CheckEvent($storyData, "JamesCall") is false>>\ [[An unknown phone number is calling you|James Call]] <</if>>\ <<if $erica.weeklyEvent>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 3 and $erica.met is false>>\ [[You receive a new e-mail|Erica Intro E-mail]] <<elseif $mc.fame gte 5 and CheckEvent($erica, "FitnessEmail") is false and $stacy.met is false>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Erica|Erica E-mail Fitness][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] isnot "Monday" and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] isnot "Friday">>\ <<if $stacy.met is false and CheckEvent($erica, "FitnessEmail")>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Stacy and Erica|Stacy And Erica E-mail]] <<elseif $mc.fame gte 6 and CheckEvent($stacy, "EricaEmail")>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Stacy|Stacy E-mail Gym][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "StacyEmail") or CheckEvent($erica, "CoachingEmail")>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Erica|Erica Coaching E-mails][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $stacy.dailyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "ButtPlug")>>\ [[Out of nowhere Stacy texts you|Stacy Toy]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "ButtText")>>\ [[Stacy texts you|Stacy Butt Text]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "RandomText") and _randomDay is $gameDate.getDay()>>\ [[You decide to text Stacy|Stacy Text]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "RandomText2") and _randomDay is $gameDate.getDay()>>\ [[You decide to text Stacy again|Stacy Text 2]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym") and CheckEvent($tan, "TanEmail") and $tan.weeklyEvent>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from an @nyc.gov address|Tan E-mail]] <</if>>\ <<if $phil.met and CheckEvent($phil, "Visit") is false and _randomDay is 1>> [[Someone is ringing your doorbell|Phil Visit]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "IsaacVisit")>>\ [[You decide to visit Elaine|Elaine Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "OfficeMeeting") and (GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Saturday" or GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sunday")>>\ [[Show Elaine your business ledgers|Elaine Office]] <</if>>\ <<if $storyData.dailyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <<if $skylar.met is false>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from an unknown address|Skylar E-mail]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($katie, "Bootycall") and CheckEvent($katie, "BootycallFirstTime") is false and CheckEvent($katie, "Bootycall2") is false and $katie.dailyEvent>>\ [[Call Katie again|Katie Bootycall 2]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "FashionStore") is false and _randomDay gte 3>>\ [[You receive a strange e-mail|Modern Fashion Open]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding") and $dani.met is false and CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFired")>>\ [[Stella introduces you to someone|Dani Meet]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ProtestPlanning") and CheckEvent($elaine, "BLCEmployee")>>\ [[Talk to Stella about planning|Protest Planning]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ProtestInterview")>>\ [[Elaine has booked an interview|Charlotte & Hang Protest]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertResponse") and $gameDate.getHours() gte 18>>\ [[You should check your e-mails|Rupert Response]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Saturday" and $gameDate.getHours() lt 19>>\ [[It's time for the grand opening|Grand Opening]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCPhotos")>>\ [[Look through Charlotte's photos|BLC Logo]] <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCLogo")>>\ [[An e-mail arrives from the artist|BLC Logo Arrive]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if _randomTrigger is 3 and $tiffany.met is false and $gameDate.getHours() lt 17 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] isnot "Monday" and CheckEvent($storyData, "FirstMeeting") is false>>\ [[Your phone buzzes with a text message|Tiffany Meet]] <<elseif CheckEvent($tiffany, "BuildingText") and $storyData.dailyEvent>>\ [[You receive an unexpected text from Tiffany|Tiffany Building Text]] <<elseif $tiffany.met and $tiffany.dailyEvent and CheckEvent($tiffany, "TiffanyMad") is false>>\ <<if _randomDay lte 2>>\ [[Your phone buzzes with a message from Tiffany|Tiffany Random Events][$tiffanyChoice to random(1, 19), $passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif _randomDay gte 3 and $tiffany.happiness lte -5>>\ [[Your phone buzzes with a message from Tiffany|Tiffany Upset][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif _randomDay gte 3 and $tiffany.happiness gte 15 and CheckEvent($tiffany, "TiffanyFriends") is false>>\ [[Your phone buzzes with a message from Tiffany|Tiffany Happy][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<audio "Subway" stop>>\ <img src="images/Locations/ApartmentBuilding.jpg" width="700" alt="Outside of your building"> You're standing outside of your building. Where do you want to go? <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 20>>\ [[Coffee shop (08:00-20:00)|Coffee Shop]] <<else>>\ Coffee shop (08:00-20:00) <</if>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 14 or $gameDate.getHours() lt 4>>\ [[Bar (14:00-04:00)|Bar]] <<else>>\ Bar (14:00-04:00) <</if>>\ [[Get on the subway|Subway]] <<if CheckEvent($hang, "MeetOutside") and $mc.fame gte 2>>\ [[You see Hang sitting by the front door|Hang Introduction]] <</if>>\ [[Go back home|Home]]

<<if $eventFinish>>\ <<set $eventFinish to $false>>\ <<goto [[Home]]>>\ <<elseif $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventSleep to $false>>\ <<goto [[Sleep]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<switch GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]>>\ <<case "Monday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18 and CheckEvent($stella, "HomeSessions")>>\ [[Stella's Weekly Session|Stella Training Hub]] <</if>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10 and CheckEvent($hang, "BimboTraining")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "SexSessions")>>\ [[Hang's Sex Lessons|Hang Training Hub]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "FirstSexSession")>>\ [[Hang's First Sex Lesson|Hang Training Hub]] <<else>>\ [[Lessons with Hang|Hang Training Hub][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<case "Tuesday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 19 and CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeeting")>>\ [[Co-op Board Meeting|Co-op Board Meeting 1]] <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 19 and CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeeting") and CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeetingComplete") is false>>\ [[Attend Co-op Board Meeting|Co-op Board Meeting 2]] <</if>>\ <<case "Wednesday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 21 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 22 and CheckEvent($priti, "Support") and CheckEvent($phil, "Support") and CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") is false and CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave") is false>>\ [[It is time for the board meeting about Rupert|Rupert Board Meeting]] <</if>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 19 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTraining")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExamRepeat") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExam")>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ [[Charlotte's Bimbo Life Coaching|Charlotte Training Hub]] <<else>>\ Stella must be happier with you in order to complete Charlotte's training. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFifthLesson")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") or CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ [[Charlotte's Bimbo Life Coaching|Charlotte Training Hub]] <<else>>\ You need to progress further with Stella to continue training Charlotte. <</if>>\ <<else>>\ [[Charlotte's Bimbo Life Coaching|Charlotte Training Hub]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<case "Thursday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18 and CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") and $katie.met is false>>\ [[Stacy's Exercise Group|Katie Workout Yoga]] <<elseif CheckEvent($katie, "WorkoutGym")>>\ [[Stacy's Exercise Group|Katie Workout Gym]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ [[Stacy's Exercise Group|Stacy BLC Exercise Group]] <<else>>\ [[Stacy's Exercise Group|Stacy Exercise Group]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<if $charlotte.met>>\ <<switch $charlotte.transformLevel>>\ <<case 0>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Surgery")>>\ Charlotte hasn't been answering your text messages... <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 15>>\ [[Charlotte Comes to Work (-$50, +8hrs)|Charlotte Work]] <<else>>\ Charlotte will only come round between 8am and 4pm. <</if>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Surgery") and $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 15>>\ Charlotte cannot come to work, she has not healed yet. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTraining") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "SecondImplants")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 15>>\ [[Charlotte comes over to work|Charlotte Work]] <<else>>\ Charlotte will only come round between 8am and 4pm. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 15>>\ [[Charlotte comes over to work|Charlotte Work]] <<else>>\ Charlotte will only come round between 8am and 4pm. <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 0 and $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 and CheckEvent($sofia, "HomeVisits")>>\ [[See Mom|Sofia Activities]] <</if>>\ <<if (CheckEvent($june, "Home") or CheckEvent($june, "Introduce")) and $june.dailyEvent>>\ <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Saturday" or GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sunday" or $gameDate.getHours() gte 16>>\ [[Go talk to June|June Activities]] <<else>>\ June is not home. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($isaac, "Visit") and $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 21>>\ [[Go to Isaac's for a drink|Isaac Home]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "PartnerTalk") and $gameDate.getHours() gte 18>> [[Go Talk to Elaine|Elaine Session 5]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($phil, "Convince") and $gameDate.getHours() lt 20>>\ [[Go and talk to Phil|Convince Phil]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($priti, "Convince") and $gameDate.getHours() lt 20>>\ [[Go and talk to Priti|Convince Priti]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<img src="images/Locations/Home/Desk.jpg" width="600" alt="Your desk"> Your desk. The site for almost all your work, some of your good ideas, and most of your bad ones. <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 5 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 10>>\ [[Do consulting work (+$300, Back home at 18:00)|Consulting]] <<else>>\ It's too late to do any work. Come back between 5 and 11 to work. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomeGym") is false or CheckEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio") is false>>\ [[Home Improvements|Home Upgrades]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "Advertising")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "PostersStella") is false or CheckEvent($storyData, "PamphletsStella") is false or CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCWebsite") is false or (CheckEvent($yanovic, "Discount") and CheckEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideComplete") and CheckEvent($storyData, "MagazineAd") is false)>>\ [[Bimbo Life Coaching Marketing|BLC Marketing]] <</if>> <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "PurchaseBuilding")>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 700000>>\ [[Purchase Building][$passageChoice to 1]] <<else>>\ You need at least $700,000 to buy the building next door without a mortgage. <</if>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 140000>>\ [[Purchase Building With Mortgage|Purchase Building][$passageChoice to 2]] <<else>>\ You need at least $140,000 to buy the building next door with a mortgage. <</if>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 70000 and CheckEvent($elaine, "BuildingPartner")>>\ [[Purchase Building With Elaine|Purchase Building][$passageChoice to 3]] <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "BuildingPartner")>>\ You need at least $70,000 to buy the building next door with Elaine. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideStart")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() lte 19>>\ [[Write Bimbo Coaching Guide|Bimbo Coaching Guide]] <<else>>\ It is too late to write, go to sleep and try again tomorrow. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideComplete") and CheckEvent($isaac, "Support") is false>>\ [[Share the guide with Isaac|Isaac Guide]] <</if>>\ <<if $stella.met>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTasks")>>\ [[Assign Stella Additional Exercises|Stella Additional Tasks]] <</if>>\ <<if $stella.happiness lt 5>>\ [[Talk to Stella|Stella Happiness]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.met>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Modelling") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar")>>\ [[Manage Charlotte's Career|Charlotte Agent]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Return to living room|Home]] [[Enter Cheat Code|Cheat Codes]]

<img src="images/Locations/Home/Bedroom.jpg" width="600" alt="Your desk"> Your bedroom. [[Masturbate]] [[Call Jessyka (-$500)|Jessyka]] <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ [[See what Stella is up to|Stella Sex House Bimbo]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Saturday" or GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sunday">>\ Stella only works at your apartment 09:00-17:00, Monday-Friday. <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() lt 9 or $gameDate.getHours() gt 16>>\ Stella only works at your apartment 09:00-17:00, Monday-Friday. <<else>>\ [[See what Stella is up to|Stella Sex BLC Employee]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $stacy.timesTrained gte 5>>\ <<if $stacy.dailyEvent and $gameDate.getHours() gte 12>>\ [[Call Stacy|Stacy BootyCall]] <<else>>\ Stacy is probably busy at work. She did not answer her phone. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($tan, "SexVisits")>>\ <<if $tan.dailyEvent and $gameDate.getHours() gte 18>>\ [[Call Tan|Tan Bootycall]] <<else>>\ You can only invite Tan over after she finishes work at 18:00. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $katie.dailyEvent and CheckEvent($katie, "Bootycall")>>\ [[Call Katie to come over|Katie Bootycall]] <</if>>\ [[Sleep until 8am|Sleep]] [[Sleep 8 hours|Sleep][$rest to true]] [[Return to living room|Home]]

<img src="images/Locations/Home/Gym.jpg" width="600"> [[Workout]] <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "GymEmail") and CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym") is false>>\ [[Tell Stacy you now have a gym|Stacy Visits]] <</if>>\ [[Return|Home]]

Your home photo studio. <img src="images/Locations/Home/PhotoStudio.jpg" width="600"> <<if $hang.dailyEvent and CheckEvent($hang, "Photography")>>\ [[Take photos with Hang|Hang Photo Hub]] <</if>>\ [[Return|Home]]

<<set _image to random(1, 6)>>\ <<addmins 15>>\ <<if _image is 1>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Masturbate/1.jpg" height="400"> <<elseif _image is 2>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Masturbate/2.jpg" height="400"> <<elseif _image is 3>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Masturbate/3.jpg" height="400"> <<elseif _image is 4>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Masturbate/4.jpg" height="400"> <<elseif _image is 5>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Masturbate/5.jpg" height="400"> <<elseif _image is 6>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Masturbate/6.jpg" height="400"> <</if>>\ You lay in bed and put on some porn, killing a bit of time and clearing your mind. [[Return|Your Bedroom]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 500>>\ <<if $jessyka.happiness gte 10>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You decide to give Jessyka a call. Thirty minutes later she is knocking at the door. <img src="images/Jessyka/BootyCall/Arrive.jpg" width="600"> "Hey $mc.name. Was hoping you would call." "Oh really?" "Of course. I love visitng my favorite customer." You chuckle, not entirely sure if she is genuine. "What would you like $mc.name?"" "Surprise me." With a smirk, Jessyka pulls a bottle of oil out of her bag. She pushes you on the couch, pulling down her top as she does so. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/BootyCall/TitRub.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You like these tits baby? Do you want to feel your big cock between them?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/BootyCall/Titjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Do my tits make you feel good $mc.name?" She is so sexy looking up at you. "They are perfect Jessyka. But now I think we need to compare other parts of you." With a wicked smile, she hops up and lies down against you on the couch. "What are you waiting for?" You push into her and start pounding. "Oh fuck! That's it baby. Fill me up." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/BootyCall/Sex.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After the titjob earlier, you won't last long; and after a few minutes you start cumming. "Yes baby, fill me with that cum." You lie there, completely spent. Jessyka gets up and starts dressing. After leaning down and giving you a quick peck, she leaves. <<else>>\ <<addmins 30>>\ <<set $jessyka.happiness += 1; _image to random(1, 4); >>\ You call up Jessyka and invite her over to have some fun... <<if _image is 1>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _image is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _image is 3>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif _image is 4>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Return|Your Bedroom]]

<img src="images/Locations/Home/Desk.jpg" width="600" alt="Your desk"> Your apartment is, frankly, too big for one man. Because you own the entire floor, you have plenty of space to expand into. <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomeGym") is false>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 13000>>\ [[Fitness Room ($13,000)|Home Gym Upgrade]] <<else>>\ Fitness Room ($13,000) <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio") is false>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 25000>>\ [[Home Photo Studio ($25,000)|Photo Studio Upgrade]] <<else>>\ Home Photo Studio ($25,000) <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Return|Your Desk]]

!WARNING ''If you enter more than one code, in more than one box, you will break the game.'' Enter code: <<textbox "$cheatCode" "Code">> Gain $1,000,000 immediately: MoneyGrowsOnTrees Set fitness to max: HulkSmash [[Check Code]] [[Return|Your Desk]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "HomeGym"); $mc.cash -= 13000; >>\ <img src="images/Locations/Home/Gym.jpg" width="600"> Having planned out the gym for a long time, you finally pull the trigger and arrange for it to be installed. On the day an entire crew of men arrive, to deliver and install your equipment. Within only a few hours you have a brand new, fully equipped home gym. [[Visit the Gym|Home Gym]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio"); $mc.cash -= 25000; >>\ <img src="images/Locations/Home/PhotoStudio.jpg" width="600"> It's expensive, but you turn one of the emptier, south facing rooms in your apartment into a photo studio. You buy a top level DSLR, an HD video camera, and a variety of strobe and continuous lighting. You are now able to shoot professional grade photo and video, both in your studio and on location. [[Return|Home]]

<img src="images/Locations/Outside/CoffeeShop.jpg" width="600"> Henrique's, your local hipsterfied coffee shop. [[Buy a Coffee|Order Coffee]] <<include [[Ana Coffee Events]]>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "MeetCoffeeShop")>>\ [[You see Hang in the coffee shop|Hang Coffee Shop]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate") and $hang.dailyEvent>>\ [[You see Hang at her usual table|Hang Coffee Date][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate2") and $hang.dailyEvent>>\ [[You see Hang at her usual table|Hang Coffee Date 2]] <</if>> [[Go back outside|Leave]]

<<set _random to random(1, 4)>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Bar.jpg" width="600" alt="Inside of bar"> Squeaky Bunker, your local bar. <<if $mc.fame gte 10>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 50>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Bar/Bimbo5-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "It seems the bar has fully cashed in on catering to the community's bimbo population.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 40>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Bar/Bimbo4-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "Another aspiring bimbo. You doubt Robert has any complaints.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 30>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Bar/Bimbo3-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "The bar has become a favorite place for the girls to pracice the things they learn at BLC meetings.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 20>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Bar/Bimbo2-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "There have been a lot of classy women turning up to the bar lately.">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Bar/Bimbo1-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "The bar is full of a party of women enjoying themselves. This has been a regular occurrence lately.">>\ <</if>>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="600"> <<print _text>> <</if>>\ [[Have a drink and talk to Robert|Bartender]] <<switch GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]>>\ <<case "Monday">>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BarSessions") and $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18>>\ [[Stella's Weekly Session|Stella Training Hub]] <</if>>\ <<case "Thursday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 20 and CheckEvent($rosa, "BarMeeting")>>\ [[Look for Rosa|Rosa Bar Meet]] <</if>>\ <<case "Friday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18 and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") is false>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "FirstMeeting")>>\ [[Bimbo Life Coaching First Meeting|First Meeting]] <<else>>\ [[Bimbo Life Coaching Session|Weekly Bar Meeting]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<if $counters.get("CharlotteCollege") gte 1 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFirstDay") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeBar") is false and random(1, 6) is 3>>\ [[You notice Charlotte standing alone at the bar|Charlotte College Bar]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BarFuck") is false and $mc.fame gte 20>>\ [[You see an attractive girl sitting at the bar|Bar Fuck]] <</if>>\ [[Go back outside|Leave]]

<<audio "Subway" volume 0.6 play>>\ <<audio "StripClubMusic" stop>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Subway/Station.jpg" width="700" alt="Picture of the subway station"> You get on the train heading into Manhattan. Where do you want to go? <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CosmeticSurgeon")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 9 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18>>\ [[Cosmetic Surgeon (09:00-19:00)|Cosmetic Surgeon]] <<else>>\ Cosmetic Surgeon (09:00-19:00) <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 or $gameDate.getHours() lt 4>>\ [[Top Floor Stripclub (18:00-04:00)|Top Floor Strip Club]] <<else>>\ Top Floor Stripclub (18:00-04:00) <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CouncilMeeting") or CheckEvent($storyData, "CouncilBuilding")>>\ [[Wait for the train that leads you Downtown|Downtown]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "MeetSubway") and $mc.fame gte 4>>\ [[You see Hang waiting on the platform|Hang Subway Station]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($natalie, "Subway") and $natalie.weeklyEvent>>\ [[You think you see Natalie by the lockers|Natalie Locker]] <</if>>\ [[Go Home|Leave]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 7>>\ <<addmins 10>>\ <<if $ana.met is false>>\ <<set $ana.met to true>>\ <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/CoffeeShop.jpg" width="600"> You walk up to the counter and the tomboyish barista behind the counter is leaning up against the counter running against the back wall. She smiles at you as you walk in, but she doesn't move position. "Hey, what can I get you?" "Lemme get a cold brew, not too much ice, and... You got any good snacks?" She stands up and begins to prepare the coffee. "All the snacks are in the case. I like that rainbow brownie the most, though." "I'll take that, then." She begins to make your order, and once she's made the coffee you strike up a conversation. "How new is this place?" "Only a couple of months. I've been here since they first opened, used to work at one of those fancy ass places in the city, but I jumped at the chance not to take the train in each day." She looks at you expectantly. "That'll be $7." "I've never been in here before but I live just a block over. You close by?" "Ten minutes walk." She sticks out her hand. "I'm Ana" "$mc.name. Nice to meet you." She turns around to do something with the espresso machine. "Enjoy your coffee." <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Surgery") or CheckEvent($ana, "Fired")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit") or CheckEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit2")>>\ You look around the Coffee Shop...and wonder where Ana is? As you proceed to the counter you say to the barista... <</if>>\ "The usual please." You hand over your $7, and spend a couple of minutes chatting about what your "usual" is. Then you head to a table to enjoy your coffee and small brownie. <<else>>\ <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/CoffeeShop.jpg" width="600"> "The usual please, Ana" You hand over your $7, and spend a couple of minutes chatting with Ana before heading to a table to enjoy your coffee and small brownie. <</if>>\ [[Return|Coffee Shop]]

<<addmins 45>>\ <<switch $drinkChoice>>\ <<case "beer">>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 6>>\ Robert pours you a pint. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Beer.jpg" width="600" alt="Pint of beer"> "Any news?" Robert shakes his head, and looks around. "Nah, nothing much going on. You see that new pizza place that opened a few blocks away? $4 a fucking slice." "Four bucks a slice? Damn. Any good?" "No clue, but this place is changing fast man." <<case "whisky">>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 8>>\ Robert pours you a whisky, with some ice. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Whisky.jpg" width="600" alt="Whisky on the rocks"> "Hey, $mc.name. You see that girl over there?" You follow his eyes and see a thin, tattooed woman sitting in the corner. "She's had two drinks and she's been eye fucking me the entire time." "You gonna do anything about it?" He looks at you like you're stupid. "Like complain?" You laugh. "No! Fucking hell. Give her a drink on the house, see if she wants to hang out. Act like a bartender for once." "Nah, I think she's that chick that works down at that new coffee place. If it goes badly I'll be stuck with her for way too fucking long." <<case "cocktail">>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 13>>\ Robert makes you an old-fashioned. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Cocktail.jpg" width="600" alt="An old-fashioned"> Robert seems distracted, and you nurse your cocktail at the bar, staring at your phone. <</switch>>\ [[Order another drink|Bartender]] [[Leave the bar|Leave]]

<img src="images/Locations/Outside/Bartender.jpg" width="600" alt="Robert the bartender"> "Hey $mc.name, what can I get you?" [[Just a beer ($6)|Drink][$drinkChoice to "beer"]] [[Whisky on the rocks ($8)|Drink][$drinkChoice to "whisky"]] [[Think I'll go for a cocktail ($13)|Drink][$drinkChoice to "cocktail"]] [[Look around the Bar|Bar]] [[Leave the Bar|Leave]]

<<set $storyData.stripClubVisits += 1>>\ <<audio "StripClubMusic" volume 0.1 loop play>>\ <<audio "Subway" stop>>\ <<audio "Remix" stop>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ <<if $storyData.stripClubVisits gt 15>>\ You walk into the club, and the woman working the stage gives you a little wave as you walk in. Your favourite table is free, and she works her way down the stage to it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/StripClub.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You arrive at the bar. <img src="images/StripClub/Bar1.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="bar1"> As you look around the club. One girl in particular with large breasts catches your eye. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Wilde/avaaddams1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hey $mc.name. Only the best for you." She turns around and lifts up her skirt, which you squeeze, your pinky finger just slipping into her ass crack. She winks back at you before turning to other customers. <<elseif $storyData.stripClubVisits gt 6>>\ You walk into the club and the bartender spots you as you walk in. She lifts her head up to greet you. You see one of your favorite tables in front of the stage is free, and you walk over and take it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/StripClub.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You arrive at the bar. <img src="images/StripClub/Bar1.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="bar1"> As you look around the club. One girl in particular with large breasts catches your eye. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Wilde/avaaddams1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ You walk into the club, and linger at the back and head for the bar. Looking around as you walk by you see a few fellow customers getting lapdances, and a few women working the stage. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/StripClub.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You arrive at the bar. <img src="images/StripClub/Bar1.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="bar1"> As you look around the club. One girl in particular with large breasts catches your eye. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Wilde/avaaddams1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <<switch $gameDate.getDay()>>\ <<case 0>>\ [[Ask the bartender who's on stage.|Look at Raven]] <<case 1>>\ [[Ask the bartender who's going to be on stage next.|Look at Mya]] <<case 2>>\ [[Ask the bartender who's on stage.|Look at Wilde]] <<case 3>>\ [[Ask the bartender who's that is dancing.|Look at Wilde2]] <<case 4>>\ [[Ask the bartender who's coming on stage.|Look at Mya]] <<case 5>>\ [[Ask the bartender who's on stage.|Look at Diamond]] <<case 6>>\ [[Ask the bartender who's on stage.|Look at Raven]] <</switch>>\ <<include [[Stella Strip Club Events]]>> <<if CheckEvent($ana, "StripClub")>>\ [[Ana is dancing tonight|Ana Dance]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "ClubRandom") is false>>\ [[You hear a party in the VIP room|Club Random]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($rebeca, "JadeMeet") is false>>\ [[You notice a blonde looking at you|Strip Club Jade Intro]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Walk back to the Subway|Subway]]

<<set _random to random(1, 4)>>\ <<audio "Subway" stop>>\ You get off at Subway Station 4 and head toward the main shopping center downtown. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/Downtown.jpg" width="700" alt="Downtown2"> After walking two blocks you arrive at the shopping center. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/DowntownLarge.jpg" width="700" alt="Downtown1"> <<if $mc.fame gte 10>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 50>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Downtown/Bimbo4-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "You love the recreational activities taking place at the park.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 35>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Downtown/Bimbo3-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "With more and more women becoming bimbos, of course they'd find a way to make the park more exciting.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 25>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Downtown/Bimbo2-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "There are some quite attractive women frequenting the park nowadays.">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Downtown/Bimbo1-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "The downtown park has become such a place of life.">>\ <</if>>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="600"> <<print _text>> <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideComplete") and $natalie.met is false>>\ [[A girl runs into you, spilling your coffee|Natalie Intro]] <</if>>\ <<if $ana.weeklyEvent and CheckEvent($ana, "HairdresserJob")>>\ [[Pass the Icon Salon|Ana Downtown]] <</if>>\ [[Body Werx]] [[Black-Rock Coffee Shop]] [[Modern Fashion]] <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CouncilMeeting")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 10 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 11 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Thursday">>\ [[Councilmember Hernandez's District Office|Rosa First Meeting][$passageChoice to 0]] <<else>>\ Councilmember Hernandez will not meet you until Thursday at 10am. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "CouncilBuilding")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 9 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 17 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Saturday" and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Sunday">>\ [[Councilmember Hernandez's District Office|Hernandez District Office]] <<else>>\ Councilmember Hernandez's District Office is only open 9-5 on weekdays. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Subway]] [[Home]]

<<set _random to random(1, 4)>>\ You walk into the gym. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/BodyWerx.jpg" width="700" alt="Gym1"> Damn this place is nice. <<if $mc.fame gte 10>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 50>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Gym/Bimbo4-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "It seems the gym is open to many different methods of exercise these days.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 35>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Gym/Bimbo3-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "You can't stop yourself from ogling at the bimbo working out.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 25>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Gym/Bimbo2-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "With the introduction of special programs, they have really cashed in on the new BLC market.">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/Gym/Bimbo1-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "The gym has been doing a lot to make the establishment much more female friendly.">>\ <</if>>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="600"> <<print _text>> <</if>>\ <<if $counters.get("GymMonthlyMembership") lt 4 or $counters.get("GymYearlyMembership") lt 52>>\ [[Workout|Body Werx Workout]] <<elseif $counters.get("GymMonthlyMembership") gte 4 or $counters.get("GymYearlyMembership") gte 52>>\ [[Renew your membership|Gym Entry][$passageChoice to 0]] <<else>>\ Um, excuse me sir? [[Oh sorry|Gym Entry][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ [[Downtown]]

<<set _random to random(1, 4)>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/BlackRockCoffee.jpg" width="700" alt="Coffee1"> You walk into BR coffee. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/BlackRockCoffee2.jpg" width="700" alt="Coffee2"> Ahhhh. Smells Delicious. <<if $mc.fame gte 10>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 50>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/CoffeeDowntown/Bimbo4-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "Coffee and boobs. Classic combination.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 35>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/CoffeeDowntown/Bimbo3-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "You like the new uniform choice.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 25>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/CoffeeDowntown/Bimbo2-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "The baristas seems to be particularly good looking these days.">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/CoffeeDowntown/Bimbo1-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "Judging by the people who work here, this cafe seems to have a type. Young, fit, and attractive">>\ <</if>>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="600"> <<print _text>> <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "OtherCoffeeShop")>>\ [[You see someone familiar|Ana Other Coffee Shop]] <</if>>\ [[Buy a coffee|BR Coffee]] [[Downtown]]

<<set _random to random(1, 4)>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/ModernFashion.jpg" width="700" alt="Fashion"> You open the door. <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "FashionStore")>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 10>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 50>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/FashionStore/Bimbo4-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "The best thing about bimbos shopping is they love showing off to whoever is around.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 35>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/FashionStore/Bimbo3-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "A lot of your BLC clients have been frequenting the store; you suspect it has something to do with their new bimbo-oriented clothing line.">>\ <<elseif $mc.fame gte 25>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/FashionStore/Bimbo2-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "This place seems to have picked up a lot of business recently.">>\ <<else>>\ <<set _imageName to "images/Misc/PassiveEvents/FashionStore/Bimbo1-" + _random + ".jpg">>\ <<set _text to "The store seems mostly empty. Early days you suppose.">>\ <</if>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 35>>\ <img @src="_imageName" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img @src="_imageName" width="600"> <</if>>\ <<print _text>> <</if>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/ModernFashionReception.jpg" width="600"> "Hello sir. Chat can we help you with today?" <table> <tr> <th>Item</th> <th>Cost</th> </tr> <<if $mc.inventory.includes("BlueLingerie") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/BlackBlueLingerie.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 300>>\ <<link [[Blue Lingerie|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("BlueLingerie")>><<set $mc.cash -= 300>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase blue lingerie. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$300</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("BlackBra") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/BlackBra.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 200>>\ <<link [[Black Bra|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("BlackBra")>><<set $mc.cash -= 200>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase black bra. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$200</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("BlackBraPanties") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/BlackBraAndPanties.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 300>>\ <<link [[Black Bra and Panties|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("BlackBraPanties")>><<set $mc.cash -= 300>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase black bra and panties. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$300</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("Corset") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/HangCorset.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 500>>\ <<link [[Corset|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("Corset")>><<set $mc.cash -= 500>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase corset. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$500</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("SeeThroughLingerie") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/HangPornSet.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 300>>\ <<link [[See Through Lingerie|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("SeeThroughLingerie")>><<set $mc.cash -= 300>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase see through lingerie. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$300</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("HotPinkBra") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/HotPinkBra.jpg" width="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 200>>\ <<link [[Hot Pink Bra|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("HotPinkBra")>><<set $mc.cash -= 200>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase hot pink bra. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$200</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("PinkBraPanties") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/PinkBraAndPanties.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 200>>\ <<link [[Pink Bra and Panties|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("PinkBraPanties")>><<set $mc.cash -= 200>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase pink bra and panties. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$200</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("PinkFishnets") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/PinkFishnets.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 200>>\ <<link [[Pink Fishnets|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("PinkFishnets")>><<set $mc.cash -= 200>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase pink fishnets. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$200</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("SchoolSkirts") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/SchoolGirlSkirts.jpg" width="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 500>>\ <<link [[School Girl Skirts|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("SchoolSkirts")>><<set $mc.cash -= 500>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase school girl skirts. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$500</td> </tr> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("WhiteHeels") is false>>\ <tr> <td> <img class="table-images" src="images/Misc/FashionStore/WhiteStripperHeels.jpg" height="150"> <<if $mc.cash gte 200>>\ <<link [[White Heels|Modern Fashion]]>><<set $mc.inventory.push("WhiteHeels")>><<set $mc.cash -= 200>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough to purchase white heels. <</if>>\ </td> <td>$200</td> </tr> <</if>>\ </table> <<else>>\ "Hello?" "Sorry sir, we are closed for renovations." <</if>>\ [[Downtown]]

<img src="images/Locations/Downtown/BodyWerxReception.jpg" width="700" alt="fitentry"> <<switch $passageChoice>>\ <<case 0>>\ "How can I help you?" "I was thinking about signing up for a membership here." "Wonderfull. We have monthly memberships available for $250. There is also the option of a yearly membership for $2,000." <<if $mc.cash gte 250>>\ [[Purchase a monthly membership|Gym Entry][$passageChoice to 1]] <<if $mc.cash gte 2000>>\ [[Purchase a yearly membership|Gym Entry][$passageChoice to 2]] <<else>>\ You do not have enough cash to purchase a yearly membership. <</if>>\ <<else>>\ You do not have enough cash to purchase a membership. <</if>>\ [[Change your mind|Downtown]] <<case 1>>\ <<set $counters.set("GymMonthlyMembership", 0); $mc.cash -= 250; >>\ "That's great. Welcome to Body Werx." [[Head back to the gym|Body Werx]] <<case 2>>\ <<set $counters.set("GymYearlyMembership", 0); $mc.cash -= 2000; >>\ "That's great. Welcome to Body Werx." [[Head back to the gym|Body Werx]] <</switch>>\

<<set $mc.cash -= 7>>\ <<addmins 10>>\ You look around the Coffee Shop; a hip modern joint and damn, does their place smell good. "Large Coffee please." You hand over your $7, and spend a couple of minutes chatting. Then you head to a table to enjoy your coffee and read the news. [[Black-Rock Coffee Shop]]

"That's Raven, Isn't she amazing?" You look back over your shoulder. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Raven/Amy.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Holy Shit, those tits you think to yourself. [[Walk up to the dance floor.|Stripclub - Raven]] [[Turn back toward the bar.|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<audio "StripClubMusic" stop>>\ Mya comes out on stage as her music starts to boom through the club. "That's Mya dancing." You walk up to the seats infront of her stage. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Mya/Dancing.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Head back toward the bar.|Top Floor Strip Club]]

"That's Wilde. Talk about a MILF." You look back over your shoulder. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Wilde/avastrip1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You are mesmerized by her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600" hidden><source src="images/StripClub/Wilde/avastrip1-1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> All you can think about is this god damn MILF. [[Turn back toward the bar.|Top Floor Strip Club]]

That's Wilde being a slut again, not even supposed to be on the stage and she cant stop dancing. You walk up to the seats infront of her stage. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Wilde/avastrip2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> *Whistles* Wilde comes over and gets down infront of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Wilde/avastrip2-2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Head back toward the bar.|Top Floor Strip Club]]

That's Diamond, she's only in town for a few weeks. You walk up to the seats infront of her stage. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/AugustTaylor1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Head back toward the bar.|Top Floor Strip Club]]

You walk up to to the girl on the stage. "Hi Hun I'm Raven, looking for a good time?" <img src="images/StripClub/Raven/Meet.jpg" width="700" alt="Picture of the Amy"> "Always" [[Decline her offer.|No to Raven]] [[Pay Raven for a private dance $500.|Yes to Raven]]

"Sorry babe, you gotta pay for the best. I need to get back to the floor." <img src="images/StripClub/Raven/Dance.jpg" width="700" alt="Picture of the Amy"> You start walking away and look back. "You seem unsure. I gurentee you wont regret it." <img src="images/StripClub/Raven/Dance2.jpg" width="700" alt="Picture of the Amy"> [[I really can't.|Raven Unsure]] [[*I need this* You've convinced me.|Yes to Raven]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 500>>\ "Come here." "Huh?" You walk toward her, she wraps a neon glowstick string around your neck. <img src="images/StripClub/neck1.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="neck1"> "Go see Stacy at the door." You walk over to the door on the side of the club and see a sexy waitress waiting. <img src="images/StripClub/Stacy.jpg" width="400" height="600" alt="stacy"> "Follow me." [[Follow her|Hall to VIP]]

"Are you sure? We both know you will have a good time.." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Raven/AmyStripClub.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[*Why can't I say no.* Alright lets go.|Yes to Raven]] [[Damn girl, I can't|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<audio "StripClubMusic" volume 0.75 fadeout>>\ <<audio "Remix" play>>\ She leads you down a red lit hall. The music begins to fade and change as you leave the main club. <img src="images/StripClub/Hall1.jpg" width="700" height="600" alt="Hall1"> A few of the doors are cracked open as you walk down the hall. [[Peak through the door on the left|Room1]] [[Peak through the door on the right|Room2]] [[Continue following her|Hall2-1]]

You try to peak through the door, the door creaks and opens wider. <img src="images/StripClub/Room1.jpg" width="700" height="600" alt="Room1"> After a few seconds the girl in the room looks up and yells What the fuck? Get out of here! [[Continue following her|Hall2-1]]

You look through the door and see two beautiful women kissing and grinding each other. <img src="images/StripClub/Room2.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="Hall1"> [[Continue down the hall|Hall2-1]]

You fell behind as she leads you down the hall. "Hey, are you coming?" "Yeah Sorry!" <img src="images/StripClub/Hall2.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="hall2"> [[Follow her|Room Opening]]

She opens the curtains into your private room. <img src="images/StripClub/VipEntry.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="VipEntry"> "Can I get you a drink?" [[Just a beer ($5)|Drink2][$drinkChoice to "beer"]] [[Whisky on the rocks ($10)|Drink2][$drinkChoice to "whisky"]] [[Think I'll go for a cocktail ($15)|Drink2][$drinkChoice to "cocktail"]]

<<switch $drinkChoice>>\ <<case "beer">>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 5>>\ She hands you an ice cold pint of beer. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Beer.jpg" width="600" alt="Pint of beer"> <<case "whisky">>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 10>>\ She pours you a whisky, with some ice. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Whisky.jpg" width="600" alt="Whisky on the rocks"> <<case "cocktail">>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 15>>\ She makes you their special for the night. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Cocktail.jpg" width="600" alt="An old-fashioned"> <</switch>>\ "Sure thing." <img src="images/StripClub/VIPRoom.jpg" width="600" height="600" alt="VIPRoom"> "Take a seat. She'll be right in." [[Thanks|Raven Lapdance]]

Raven walks out and gets up on the pole dancing stage. "You ready?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Raven/AmyLapdance.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After dancing she whipsers in your ear. "I'll suck your cock for $500" [[Pay for it|Raven Blowjob]] [[Decline|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 500>>\ "Jesus you have a big cock." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Raven/AmyBlowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She pops her mouth off your cock for a second. "Damn you taste so good." Raven goes back to feverishly sucking your cock. She looks up at you and says "I dont know if your eyes have left my tits all night. You want to play with them some more?" [[Fuck Yes, let me see them|Raven Titfuck]] [[Decline|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 100>>\ You slide ur cock between her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Raven/AmyTitfuck.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Ohhhh fuck. I dont know if I've ever seen tits this big." "You going to cum for me babe?" "Common $mc.name you wana cum on my ass?" "FUCK, I'm gona.." "Yes, YES" [[Pay her whatever she wants ($1000)|Raven Cum]] [[I'm good|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 1000>>\ "Ohhhh SHIT." You cum all over her big round ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Raven/AmyCum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Damn that's a baddd bitch|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<if $stella.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<if $stella.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $stella.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h2>Stella Jackson</h2> Stella is a classy lady in her 40's. Stella came to you after her husband divorced her for a younger woman. Intelligent with refined tastes, Stella is the first woman to be a client of BLC. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ Stella lives with you, and works for BLC as your executive coach and personal assistant. <<else>>\ Stella lives with you, and is currently your employee and personal assistant at BLC. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella lives with you as your personal house bimbo. <<else>>\ Stella works as a school teacher. <</if>>\ <h4>Body</h4> <<if $stella.transformLevel is 1>>\ Stella has big, fake tits. Stella has a big, fake ass. Stella has big, fake lips. <<else>>\ Stella has small, natural tits. Stella has a small, natural ass. Stella has small, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <progress class="progress-big fame" id="stella-bimbo-meter" @value="$stella.bimbo" max="50">$stella.bimbo</progress> <<if $stella.bimbo gte 50>>\ Stella has fully embraced the bimbo lifestyle. She truly is her best self. <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 36>>\ Stella loves being a bimbo and living the lifesytle. <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 26>>\ Stella has embraced the bimbo lifestyle and is well on her way to her true potential. <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 16>>\ Stella is starting to make good progress and living according to the principles of bimboism. <<elseif $stella.bimbo gte 6>>\ Although she has shown interest in learning, Stella has only slightly started to act on her training. <<else>>\ Stella has never seriously considered being a bimbo and in fact holds a misconceived view of the lifestyle. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="stella-slut-meter" @value="$stella.slut" max="50">$stella.slut</progress> <<if $stella.slut gte 50>>\ Stella has fully realised her sexual awakening. She loves all forms of sex, which is never far from her thoughts. <<elseif $stella.slut gte 36>>\ Stella loves sex and will never turn it down. <<elseif $stella.slut gte 26>>\ Stella is very much in touch with her sexuality. Being an object of desire arouses her. <<elseif $stella.slut gte 16>>\ Stella has started to enjoy the thought of people thinking of her sexually. <<else>>\ Whilst not a prude, Stella does not think of herself as a sexual being. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="stella-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$stella.exhibitionist" max="50">$stella.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $stella.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ Stella is a full exhibitionist. She loves showing people her naked body and public displays of sex. <<elseif $stella.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ Stella loves to show off how amazing her body is. She really is an exhibitionist. <<elseif $stella.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ Stella likes her body and wishes to show it off. If it involves sex, so much the better. <<elseif $stella.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ Stella has begun to accept that she can be beautiful and others can see that too. <<else>>\ Stella does not have a high opinion of her body and does not wish to show it off. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="stella-happiness-meter" @value="$stella.happiness" max="5">$stella.happiness</progress> <<switch $stella.happiness>>\ <<case 5>>\ Stella is very happy with you. <<case 4>>\ Stella is largely happy with you, but has some worries. <<case 3>>\ Stella is unhappy with you. <<case 2>>\ Stella is very unhappy with you. <<case 1>>\ Stella is incredibly angry at you. <</switch>>\ <h4>Finances</h4> Stella has $<<print $stella.cash>>. <<if $stella.debt gt 0>>\ Stella currently owes you $<<print $stella.debt>>. <<if $stella.cash gte 1000>>\ <<link [[Ask Stella to pay you back $1,000|Stella Statistics]]>><<set $mc.cash += 1000>><<set $stella.cash -= 1000>><<set $stella.debt -= 1000>><</link>> <<else>>\ Stella does not have $1,000 to give you. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaLoan") and $stella.transformLevel is 0>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 1000>>\ <<link [[Lend Stella $1,000|Stella Statistics]]>><<set $mc.cash -= 1000>><<set $stella.cash += 1000>><<set $stella.debt += 1000>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough money to lend Stella $1,000. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") or CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<if $stella.trainingComplete>>\ This is the end of Stella's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AnalTrainingFinal")>>\ Stella has been doing some anal training. Check back with her after a week to see her progress. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "AnalTraining")>>\ Stella has been acting a bit weirdly recently. You're sure she will tell you about it soon. <<else>>\ There are some other matters to deal with before you can concentrate on Stella. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ Now that Stella is living with you, there is plenty of time for bedroom fun. <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFired") is false>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolSex")>>\ Stella has been fired and is coming over to speak with you about the future. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFlash")>>\ Stella has acted out again, but it seems like this is the last time. You should concentrate on Charlotte for now. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolTease")>>\ Stella has been acting a bit recklessly at her school. Maybe it's best to wait and see what happens. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper")>>\ Stella works at the strip club every evening. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingIntro")>>\ In order to make enough money, you should introduce Stella to Rebeca at the strip club. <<elseif $stella.transformLevel is 1 and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper") is false>>\ Stella is now confident enough to begin working at the strip club. You should visit to see her progress. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaPhotoshoot")>>\ Don't forget to do that photoshoot with Stella after she finishes work at 4pm. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BarSessions")>>\ You are holding weekly coaching sessions with Stella at the bar every Monday evening at 6pm. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HomeSessions")>>\ You are now holding weekly coaching sessions with Stella at your apartment every Monday evening at 6pm. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CosmeticSurgeon") and $stella.transformLevel is 0>>\ Stella has decided to get cosmetic surgery. You should visit Dr. Yanovic. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaLoan")>>\ You can loan Stella the money for surgery. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "CharlotteWork")>>\ Stella is going to speak to her daughter about working for you. Wait for her to contact you about it. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "CharlotteFirstVisit")>>\ Charlotte can now start working for you. Invite her over during the day. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTasks")>>\ You are able to assign Stella additional training tasks at your desk. <</if>>\ <<if $stella.happiness lt 5>>\ You can try and make Stella happier at your desk. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "FirstMeeting"); AddEvent($stella, "BarSessions"); $stella.met to true; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; $stella.slut += 1; $stella.cash to 4000; >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ This is it. The first meeting. You spent all your free time putting up flyers around the neighbourhood, and posting about your new life coaching service on Meetup. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Bar.jpg" width="600" alt="Inside of bar">\ As you walk through the bar, you wave hello to Rob, the regular bartender. "We got it all set up back there for you, lemme know if you need anything." [[Start the meeting|First Meeting Room]]

The room is empty, and you begin to unpack your materials. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/BarBackroom.jpg" width="600"> You move a table to the front, and lay out some flyers on it. You then arrange about two dozen chairs to face a bare brick wall, which will be the backdrop for your presentation. To the side you set up your small Bimbo Life Coaching banner. It's 30 minutes until anyone arrives. You finish your prep in 5, and you're starting to feel a bit nervous. You decide to go to the bar and get a drink to calm your nerves. This only kills a few minutes, and you find yourself fidgeting, looking at your phone for a few minutes before putting it down and staring down the hall, then checking the time on your phone yet again before cycling back and trying to distract yourself on Twitter. Eventually, and achingly slowly, 7 o'clock rolls around. You go and stand near the entrance to the room. In a bar mirror you practice poses and greetings that seem both approachable and authoritative. You won't shake their hands, but you will greet them with a friendly smile, and then guide them to their seats. Too late you realize that you should have put on music to ease the tension and set the mood. 5 minutes past... Nothing. No one has arrived yet. You tell yourself. It's fine, the trains are probably just fucked up. 15 minutes past... You're getting nervous now. 20 minutes... 30 minutes... You look out into the bar and make eye contact with Rob. He quickly turns away, embarrassed for you. 45 minutes... You sit down, and write off the entire plan. Bimbo fucking life coach? What the fuck were you thinking? Who the fuck wants that? You begin to pack up your materials, and groan as you consider that you'll actually have to answer the next headhunter that reaches out to you on LinkedIn. [[Just as you collapse the banner, you hear a small knock behind you.|First Meeting Stella]]

<<set $stella.bimbo to 1>>\ A black haired woman stands nervously at the doorway. <img src="images/Stella/Training/Meet.jpg" width="600"> "Hi... I... I, uhhh..." She looks around the room, worried. "Am I too late for Bimbo Life Coaching? I thought it was at 8, but I see on the flyer it was actually 7." Not wanting to make a bad impression, you lie to her. "You were too late for the meeting I'm afraid, but I'm free to talk to you one on one. Come sit down." "Oh, thank you so much." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/MeetTalk.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She sits down, and you stand opposite her, hands on your hips. "What's your name?" She looks up at you and smiles sweetly. "My name's Stella. Stella Jackson. I was curious about your services and thought I would come to a meeting." "Tell me a bit about yourself, Stella." You turn your back on her and grab a chair as she begins. "I.. I don't really know where to begin." You place the chair close to her and so it faces her directly. "Start at the beginning. Where are you from?" "I'm from Ohio, a small farming town, but I've lived in New York for nearly 20 years. I..." Her voice trails off and you can tell she's having second thoughts. You smile at her reassuringly. "Tell me Stella, what do you do for a living?" "I'm a teacher." "Are you single, Stella?" She squirms in her seat. "Sort of? I'm getting divorced. My husband..." She looks at you and takes a breath. "My husband left me for a younger woman." You smile sympathetically, trying to look kind. "Is that why you are here today? Do you think that's something I can help you with?" [[Next|First Meeting Stella Finish]]

"I mean, I'm not looking to get him back, but I would like to make him jealous. On the one hand I just want to - " "You want to become a bimbo?" Her eyes widen and she begins to explain herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/MeetTalk2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I wouldn't say that. I don't want to become some dumb whore, but I... I want to be pretty, I want to be attractive, I want..." You lower your voice an octave and lean closer to her. "You want to be an object of men's attention?" She looks down at her feet, but nods. "Then that, Stella, is something I can help you with. I promise you that if you work with me, and do as I tell you, men's conversations will stop short when you walk into a room." You stand up, and push your chair back under a table. "You won't be able to get on the subway without every man on it mentally undressing you." Stella blushes. "I wouldn't go that far, but... Something like that would be fun. Like when I was younger." You walk over to her and offer her your hand, to help her stand up. "I can tell you were once a stunning woman. To be honest, we still have a lot to work with. Most of it is mentality, and by turning up here in jewels, and a low cleavage, I think you might have what it takes. Was it difficult for you to leave the house dressed like this?" She stands and, unconsciously, pulls up her plunging neckline by tugging on her shoulder. "Yes, a little. I hid from my daughter, and I haven't worn this dress in years." "That's good, I'm proud of you for trying." She reaches out to shake your hand, but you hold onto it. "So, tell me. Shall we start working together, Stella?" She leaves her hand in yours and answers. "I'm not sure... How does it work?" "Each session we have costs $150. The first session will be free, for you to see how we get along and if you like my methods. We can stop any time you want, but!" You raise your other hand here for emphasis. "This will only be a true success if you follow my methods completely. Do you understand? Will the cost be an issue?" "I understand. And no, I can do $150 a session. If you can do as you promise, it will be worth it." "Are you free on Monday?" "Yes, after I finish work." You drop her hand. "Good. Meet me Monday, at 6pm. Back at this bar. We can get to know each other a bit better, and start your transformation." [[Go home|Home]]

<<switch $cheatCode>>\ <<case "MoneyGrowsOnTrees">>\ <<set $mc.cash += 1000000>>\ <<case "HulkSmash">>\ <<set $mc.fitness to 50>>\ <<case "TheCamerasLoveMe">>\ <<set $mc.fame += 10>>\ <</switch>>\ <<goto [[Cheat Codes]]>>\

<<set $mc.cash -= 75>>\ <<if $mc.fame lt 25>>\ <<set $mc.fame += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You walk through the bar nodding your hello to Rob, and head into the back room to set up. You know what you're doing by now and are done and dusted in less than 15 minutes. You charge $20 to attend, but it costs you $75 to hold the event. <img src="images/Locations/Outside/BarBackroom.jpg" width="600">\ <<if $mc.fame gt 30>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 1000>>\ Fifty women attend today's meeting, packing the room to full capacity. Two had to be turned away. You would have allowed them in, but Rob was very strict on abiding by the capacity rules. You make a $925 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 27>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 620>>\ Thirty-one women attend today's meeting. You had to ask Rob for extra chairs today, and the sound of conversation from the women attending almost threatened to drown out the beginning of your speech. You make a $545 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 22>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 520>>\ Twenty-six women attend your now busy meeting. As you begin today's session the girls clap and cheer. You make a $445 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 15>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 400>>\ Twenty women turn up for your meeting today. [[Erica|Meeting Photo][$passageChoice to 1]] and [[Stacy|Meeting Photo][$passageChoice to 2]] arrive together, in tight pants and high heels. Together with a few other women they seem to be becoming friends, and as you all wait for the session to start they laugh together and talk about clothes. The other women attending look at them with a variation of nervousness, envy, and disdain. One woman, who had paid for a ticket, walks out before you can even begin. You make a $325 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 10>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 260>>\ Thirteen women buy tickets for your meeting today. [[Erica|Meeting Photo][$passageChoice to 1]] returns, as do a couple of other women. You see that Erica has begun to dress even more provocatively, and you see that the girls have arranged a glass of water with a bottle at the front without you even having to ask. You make $185 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 6>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 160>>\ Eight women attend your meeting today. A few women listen attentively to your class, and you only see one openly rolling her eyes. You make a $85 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 3>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 100>>\ Five women arrive and buy their tickets. None are taking you particularly seriously, though do you notice one woman who seems to be listening to what you have to say, much to the amusement of her friend. You make $25 profit. <<else>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 60>>\ Three women turn up and buy their tickets. You give a short speech about the principles of Bimboism. One woman walks out halfway through, and the remaining two don't look especially impressed. You lose $15. <</if>>\ <img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600"> What do you want the focus of this week's meeting to be? [[Pride in your appearance|Weekly Meeting Appearance]] [[Please those around you|Weekly Meeting Please]] [[Be your absolute best self|Weekly Meeting BestSelf]] [[Be a source of joy, not stress|Weekly Meeting Joy]] [[Let yourself be taken care of|Weekly Bar Meeting Care]]

<<set $storyData.meetingCounts[0] += 1>>\ You spend much of the session explaining how important it is to look good if you want to be a good bimbo. Not only does it reflect personal commitment, but it also serves to demonstrate how proud you are to be a bimbo. After this you explain how there are many ways to take pride in your appearance, and that though the most popular - and most frequently desired - bimbo is the blonde, incredibly fit bimbo, there is a niche for almost any kind of bimbo. You end the session by asking the attendants what they would look like if they were able to take total pride in their appearance and focus on almost nothing else. <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "MagazineAd")>>\ As the attendees leave, you stand at the door handing out flyers advertising your partnership with Dr. Yanovic's practice. <</if>>\ <<if $storyData.meetingCounts[0] gte 7 and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Appearance/7.jpg" height="600"> After the session BLC lingerie club, as they like to be known, decide to show off their latest outfits. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[0] is 6>>\ A few women head off to the bathroom giggling. After about ten minutes they emerge and head over to the bar. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Appearance/6.jpg" height="600"> You approve. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[0] is 5>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Appearance/5.jpg" height="600"> One of the women attending today is wearing a long, flowy shirt - and nothing but that. As she stands up to leave she slightly tugs up the shirt, making a point to show you her bare ass. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[0] is 4>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Appearance/4.jpg" height="600"> Half the women attending for a second time are dressed like that. Tight skirt, translucent top, flattering bra. You think to yourself that you really shouldn't complain, but you make a mental note to emphasise that there is no cookie cutter approach to bimboism, not even for appearances. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[0] is 3>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Appearance/2.jpg" height="600"> You notice a new woman today, and even though you're sure she hasn't attended before, you see that she arrived in full make-up, immaculate hair, and cool sunglasses. Is word getting around about BLC? <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[0] is 2>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Appearance/1.jpg" height="600"> After the session one of the attendees approaches you and asks how you like her heels. She shows them off and you can see that she spent quite a bit of money on them, and you must admit that they make her legs look good. "Very good, a fine investment. The gentle shade of pink works really well. Do they make you happy?" She nods, then waves goodbye, striding out with a little more purpose in her step. <</if>>\ <<include [[BLC Events]]>>\ [[Home]]

<<set $storyData.meetingCounts[1] += 1>>\ You begin the session with a question, asking the attendees how they feel when someone makes an effort to make them happy, to please them. Everyone likes that, right? That feeling is a wonderful feeling. You move on to explain how in order to be a good bimbo it is important to find joy in pleasing others, in helping them enjoy life and leave day to day worries behind. At the end of the meeting you highlight how important the sexual component of this is, and why a good bimbo will find her own happiness from sexually pleasing others. <<if $storyData.meetingCounts[1] gte 7 and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ After the meeting, you see a bunch of attendees comparing notebooks. "What's going on?" "We're looking to see who made the most people happy this week. We write it all down in our books." "That's wonderful girls. It's heartening to see you so dedicated." <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[1] is 6>>\ As the meeting breaks up, a group of women have gathered around one of the tables. "...I'm telling you, it felt amazing and he loved it. I learned about it in a book I found at the library." It's good to see them taking such initiative. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[1] is 5>>\ As the session is ending you overhear one of the women telling a story to a small group. "...I was like, OK, just because YOU have had a bad day doesn't mean you get to be all boring. But then I remembered these meetings and what we've been learning. " "So? What happened?" "So..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Please/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "... then he blew all over my face. He brought me coffee in bed to wake me up the next morning. He hasn't done that since we first started dating." <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[1] is 4>>\ You're the last one out of the meeting room, and you leave with all of your gear packed into your bags or tucked under your arm. Just as you're exiting the room you see two women leave the bathroom giggling with each other. "Fun night planned, girls?" <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Please/Buttplug.jpg" height="600"> They don't say anything but outside they flip up the bottom of their skirts to reveal their bare asses - each with a pretty, jewelled butt plug inserted. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[1] is 3>>\ For the very last part of the meeting you encourage the girls to think about what they've done in the past week to please someone. A young, thin woman approaches you as everyone gets ready to leave. "I rubbed myself on a coworker." Your own mind had wandered and you blurt out. "What?" "What I'd done to please someone. I was on the subway travelling to a different site with a coworker I'm friendly with. I know he's attracted to me, and the car was busy, but I... I don't know what came over me. I knew it would please him, so I sandwiched myself against him. I wasn't wearing a bra, and I made sure my blazer was open, so when I pressed myself against him and swung about with the car, he could feel and see my nipples through my thin work shirt." "Did it please him?" She blushes a little bit. "I think so.. He took me to a bar a bit later that night, and, well..." Her voice trails off and someone else grabs your attention, but you are happy that even the group sessions are having an impact. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[1] is 2>>\ As the session breaks up you hear a woman chatting to her neighbor, discussing their boyfriends. She suggests that she just get on her knees and go to town to please her stressed boyfriend. They both cackle, but the second one agrees. "Should put all this into practice, right?" <</if>>\ <<include [[BLC Events]]>>\ [[Home]]

<<set $storyData.meetingCounts[2] += 1>>\ "Is being a bimbo easy? Lift your hand if you think it is." A few women raise their hands. You shake your head vigorously. "It might seem like that, but the truth is..." You continue the meeting emphasising how difficult it can be to be a good bimbo. You show how the dedication to living up to the principles of bimboism is what marks a good bimbo. More than anything being a good bimbo requires living up to the best aspects of your personality, and trying to improve the worst aspects. Something that is true not only for your personality, but your appearance, making permanent changes if need be. <<if $storyData.meetingCounts[2] gte 7 and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ Dani decided to attend the meeting tonight. Not surprisingly, she is the first to speak. "The BLC social club has decided to host some self-improvement sessions. Nothing like bimbo training, but it's for the girls to get better at a skill they like. Is that a bit like what you mean?" "It depends. Being your best self is not just about becoming better at obviously bimbo traits. If the skills they are learning are part of who they want to become, then yes." "Oh cool. You all should come along and check it out!" This causes some excited chattering around the room. Dani looks at you with the biggest smile. You suspect she might have a bit of a crush on you. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[2] is 6>>\ Going round the room, you come to a women who hasn't attended for a few weeks. She looks a bit different from last time. "It's nice to see you back Casey. Is there anything you focussed on this week?" She hesitates for a second. "I got my boobs done", pulling out her phone. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/BestSelf/3.jpg" height="600"> You congratulate her for her courage and dedication. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[2] is 5>>\ You go around the room asking each returing woman what they focused on over the past week. A few of the girls at the from begin to laugh. "Anything you want to share ladies?" The ringleader gets out her phone, flicks through it for a while, then pulls up a video which she shows you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/BestSelf/Deepthroat.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "We, like, kinda do this thing where we're practicing together. We have these hangouts where we practice deepthroating with dildos together and whoever does it longest gets their drinks for free after the Friday session. I won this week." You can feel your dick begin to tingle watching the video, which you then ask Amy to show around the room. As you walk and take an extra wide step to stop your semi showing through your trousers, you hear the girls giggle. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[2] is 4>>\ You go around the room asking each returing woman what they focused on over the past week. One woman puts up her hand to volunteer to go first. "I gave a way a bunch of old clothes." You look confused for a second, but she continues. "I've been changing how I dress, right, to be all hot and stuff. But I kept all my old clothes just, like... As security." <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/BestSelf/1.jpg" height="600"> "So I had all these old boring frumpy clothes and I gave them away. Some to my sister, who could do with coming to these sessions, but most to a charity. I think that, like, if I'm going to be my best self, I have to go all in, yeah?" You nod, and then spend a few minutes commending her for her decisiveness, and explaining to the rest of the group how cutting off your past can really propel you forwards into the future. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[2] is 3>>\ You go around the room asking each returing woman what they focused on over the past week. "I, uh... I went to the gym every day this week." "Good Alexa, good." <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[2] is 2>>\ You go around the room asking each returing woman what they focused on over the past week. The first woman answers. "I quit smoking. Or, I tried to quit smoking. I've only had half a cigarette since last week, though." You hear another attendee sigh in a slightly dismissive way. "No, no. This is good. Smoking isn't just unhealthy, but it also ages you, discolours your teeth, and makes it harder to be athletic. Why did you only have half a cigarette?" "I really, really wanted one. The first drag was amazing, but on the second one I dunno... I just felt guilty. I felt like I could taste failure." The session continues and the rest of the women talk about doing squats every day, not taking anything from the office candy jar all week, or making a point of talking to their family each day to see how they are. <</if>>\ At the end of the session, you ask the bimbos to focus on one particular aspect of themselves, and to report back next week. <<include [[BLC Events]]>>\ [[Home]]

<<set $storyData.meetingCounts[3] += 1>>\ You begin by asking the girls what the difference is between this and the second principle, 'please those around you'. Some understand this difference, but you spend half the meeting driving home how pleasing those around you is a proactive effort you make to improve other people's enjoyment of life, but being a source of joy and not stress will often require being passive, letting people be themselves and not imposing your effort to improve their day upon them. You end the session by asking each of the attendees to spend the last half hour talking to their neighbor, taking it in turns to ask each other about their day, about their lives, and trying to make each other feel good about their decisions. <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyNakedGym")>>\ <<if $storyData.meetingCounts[3] gte 7 and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($erica, "MeetingTease")>>\ <<set _randomImage to random(1, 3)>>\ As the everyone starts to leave, your phone buzzes. Looking at the screen, you find it's a message from Erica. <<switch _randomImage>>\ <<case 1>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Joy/Erica/1.jpg" height="600"> <<case 2>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Joy/Erica/2.jpg" height="600"> <<case 3>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Joy/Erica/3.jpg" height="600"> <</switch>>\ Looking over at Erica, she winks, and disappears out the door. <</if>>\ <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[3] gte 6>>\ Packing up the room, Rob walks in holding a drink. "One of the girls bought this for you." <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $storyData.meetingCounts[3] gte 5 and CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ <<set AddEvent($stacy, "StacyNakedGym"); AddEvent($erica, "StacyEmail"); $erica.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ After the meeting is done Stacy waits for you and talks to you as you walk home. "I wanted to ask your permission for something." "Yes, Stacy?" "Well, for our exercise sessions, I was hoping to free everyone up a little. It's also just so, so hot in that home gym of yours. I was wondering if you would be OK with us working out naked?" You stop walking. "You really think that's something I would have a problem with, Stacy?" Stacy laughs and puts her hand on your shoulder. "No, in fact we're mainly doing it for you. Bringing joy and that shit." <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[3] is 4>>\ At the end of the lesson Erica and Stacy come up to you. Stacy speaks first. "So, we were wondering if you wanted to have a drink? Our treat. We'd like to make sure you're having fun too." You agree and to your pleasant surprise about five of the girls hang about after the session to buy you a drink. Stacy and Erica buy the first round of drinks and you settle in to chat with the group of bimbos about their lives, blowing off a little steam. You pass away a couple hours drinking, not once buying a drink, until Stacy slaps the table to make an announcement. "Kim was supposed to buy the last round, but she doesn't have the money." The other women begin to chant "New girl! New girl!" as you try to explain that's fine. "No, it's not fine, but she's agreed to do a forfeit." Kim stands up and takes you by the hand, walking you to the bar. "If you buy me a drink, I'll give you something." "What do I get?" "You'll just have to see! I want a beer, an IPA or something." You two chat and when the drinks come Kim takes a huge swig of the beer, downing a third of it in almost ten seconds. Then, to your joy and surprise, she flashes you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Joy/Flirt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Does that bring you joy?" You feel your pants tightening, and you smile at her. "Fuck, Kim! You're crazy!" You both laugh, and she takes you by the hand again as she walks you to the sofas in the middle of the bar. "Let's sit here." She positions herself so that she is facing the other girls, who you have your back turned to. She lifts up her legs and then flashes you, as the other girls hoot and holler at the back. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Joy/Display.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Encouraged by the support, Kim quickly fingers herself, before catching herself and quickly covering up. Blushing slightly Kim makes to move back to the table, but you make a point of taking her hand and feeling the wetness on her fingers. As you walk past you see Rob give you a glance like he hasn't quite decided whether he is annoyed or impressed. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[3] is 3>>\ At the end of the meeting Erica stands up and says that some of the regulars have a little present for you. It's a card, which most of the girls have signed each writing Your bimbo, and their name after each message of thanks. Honestly, you're touched, and give Erica a warm hug as the rest of the bimbos clap. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[3] is 2>>\ At the beginning of the lesson Erica approaches you. "I made brownies for everyone this week. Can I give them out?" "Sure! That was very thoughtful of you Erica." <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<include [[BLC Events]]>>\ [[Home]]

<<set $storyData.meetingCounts[4] += 1>>\ The fifth principle is, surprisingly, the most difficult for many otherwise good bimbos to accept. You explain to the attendees that many otherwise good bimbos have put in the hours, and dollars, for their body. That they are the life and soul of any party, and a trusted companion for quiet nights. That they excel in almost every way - but they fail to let themselves be taken care of by people worthy of that trust. You ask the girls to remember times when they have trusted someone, then been betrayed. You ask for a volunteer to tell their story, and hear a tale of cheating and betrayal by a boyfriend who had only recently moved into a shared apartment. You then ask them to think of times when they had taken a risk and trusted someone, and then had that trust rewarded. You don't ask for a volunteer to tell their story, but you ask each woman to remember that feeling. Trusting someone is too personal a decision to apply blanket rules to, but is it not more deeply rewarding to give someone a chance and find that trust deserved, than deeply painful to find trust betrayed? <<if $storyData.meetingCounts[4] gte 7 and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ You see Alexa talking to the others after the meeting. "...he treated me to a nice dinner. It was so lovely. I'm seeing him again tonight." <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[4] is 6>>\ "Mr. $mc.lastname?" Turning around, there is a new woman looking at you shyly. "Hello. You're new here?" "Yeah. I just wanted to say how great the meeting was. What you were talking about, it's just like my boyfriend said." "So your boyfriend is supportive of you choice to come here?" "He is. He says what makes me happy is important. I love sir... him so much." She trails off and looks at you a bit embarrassed. "I'm glad you learned something tonight. Trust is such an important part of being a good bimbo." She leaves, a smile on her face. You realise you forgot to ask her name. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[4] is 5>>\ A woman blurts something out almost immediately after you ask the bimbos to think. You didn't understand what she said, so you ask her to repeat herself. "I'm taking a huge leap of trust." You gesture to her to continue, and she does. "I'm quitting my job and letting my girlfriend take care of me." You take half a beat to digest the information that this woman has a girlfriend, not a boyfriend, but you think you remained professional. "How do you feel about it? How does she feel about it?" She smiles, widely. "We both feel great, I think. Like, I'm nervous, and I think she's a bit nervous, but it's both something we want. She's a lawyer, a total ballbuster, but I've never really cared much about my career. I've always just wanted to be pretty and happy and supportive... She wants some arm candy, and I think deep down I've always just wanted to be arm candy." This revelation opens up loud discussion across the room, and tonight's session runs late, somewhat to Rob's annoyance. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[4] is 4>>\ As you're packing up one of the women, Alexa, approaches you. "I turned down someone's help a few nights ago." You put down your stack of brochures and look at her. "Why did you do that?" "He seemed creepy. I just got a bad feeling about him, and he wanted to give me a lift home. Was that bad? I kinda feel like it was going against all this to not, like, cut him some slack." You nod thoughtfully and put your hand on her shoulder. "Trust your gut. If he seemed creepy, even if he wasn't actually, it's better to trust yourself and be safe than to put yourself at risk. And don't for a moment think that doing so will somehow make you a worse bimbo, it won't." "But..." "I know that I talk a lot about how important it is for bimbos to let themselves be taken care of, but the foundation of that has to be decency on their part. They have to be worthy of taking care of you, and you made your decision that this person wasn't worthy of that. There's nothing wrong with that." She smiles and nods meekly, and you make a note to yourself to really emphasize how important mutual trust is, and how a good bimbo values herself enough to not put herself at risk. <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[4] is 3>>\ After the session is over you hear one woman talking to a friend. "$mc.name is not wrong, this is the thing I am gonna struggle with the most. We're planning a vacation at the moment and I'm letting Greg plan it all. Letting him take care of me like he says he wants to." "How's that going?" She laughs. "How d'you think?! But, you know, I'm getting there, I'm getting there. I'm biting my tongue and smiling, and nodding... And... It's actually really cute how excited he is getting about it. We'll be laying in bed and he'll occasionally tell me how much he hopes I enjoy the holiday. We haven't even been going out a year yet, but it is nice to know that he's, like, excited over doing something nice for me." <<elseif $storyData.meetingCounts[4] is 2>>\ In the silence one of the bimbos does, however, begin to tell a brief story. "Someone held the subway for me today." "What happened?" "I nearly missed my train, because I still can't walk that quickly in these heels, but this guy held open the door for me after they tried to close it. I thanked him and he smiled at me before he went back to his phone." You're about to ask her how that made her feel, but she tells you anyway. "I... I felt good. I felt noticed. But I could tell he also felt good, too." <</if>>\ <<include [[BLC Events]]>>\ [[Home]]

<<if $mc.fame gte 5 and CheckEvent($hang, "AllMeetings") and CheckEvent($tan, "BLCAttend")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($tan, "BLCAttend"); AddEvent($tan, "BLCAttend2"); >>\ As you're giving this week's presentation, you see an elegant looking woman sitting at the back. Despite the room not being particularly bright, she's kept her sunglasses on. <img src="images/Tan/Encounters/Meeting.jpg" height="600"> You get distracted for a moment, trying to remember where you have seen her, but you can't put your finger on it. You collect yourself and continue. After the session is over you try to make your way to her through the crowd of trainee bimbos with questions, but by the time you get back to where she was sitting she has vanished without a trace. <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "BLCAttend2")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($tan, "BLCAttend2"); AddEvent($tan, "TanEmail"); $tan.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ You keep an eye out again for the elegant woman from last week, and to your surprise you see her again. <img src="images/Tan/Encounters/Meeting.jpg" height="600"> This week, though, you don't let yourself be detained by questions and at the end of the session you rush to block her exit. "Hello! Thanks for coming. Did I see you here last week?" The woman tries to walk around you. "I don't think so, I was just interested..." You suddenly remember her. Big breasts, milky skin, a strong Vietnamese accent. "Are you Hang's friend?" She stops. "You are, right? Tan? We met at Henrique's." She takes off her sunglasses and looks at you, an awkward smile on her face. <img src="images/Tan/Encounters/MeetingCloseup.jpg" height="600"> "I'm so happy to see you here. Did you find it useful? How did you find out about Bimbo Life Coaching?" "I, uh... I saw a poster." She begins to try to leave again. "Anyway..." "See you next week! You should see if Hang wants to come. I'll let you both in for free!" Tan makes a little sarcastic snort, but nods, as she races for the exit as quickly as she can without being impolite. <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "BarChat")>>\ [[Tan is waiting for you in the Bar|Tan Bar Chat]] <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "BLCAttend3")>>\ [[Tan attends another meeting|Tan Meeting]] <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "FirstNight")>>\ [[Tan attends another meeting|Tan Meeting 2]] <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "MeetingFlash")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($erica, "MeetingFlash"); AddEvent($erica, "MeetingTease"); >>\ Erica is wearing a rather flirtatious skirt and red shirt with half the buttons undone. Even though the others have left, she is still sitting there. <img src="images/Erica/MeetingPanties.jpg" height="600"> Wait... is she doing that deliberately? "Erica, could you pass those pamphlets over?" <img src="images/Erica/MeetingUpskirt.jpg" height="600"> That minx is definitely bending over to flash you. "Here you go $mc.name." As you turn round to put them away, Erica starts chatting. "It was a good meeting today." "I'm glad you liked it." "Did you like my outfit today?" "Yeah, you look great." Spinning around, you are confronted with an interesting sight. <img src="images/Erica/MeetingBoobs.jpg" height="600"> "I like it too." Buttoning up her shirt, Erica stands up, gives you a quick kiss on the cheek, and exits; leaving you standing there a little stunned. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <<set _randomEvent to random(1, 10)>>\ <<switch _randomEvent>>\ <<case 1>>\ [[You notice someone new|Meeting Event 1]] <<case 2>>\ [[There is a woman staring at you|Meeting Event 2]] <<case 3>>\ [[Someone wants to ask a question|Meeting Event 3]] <<case 4>>\ [[There is a woman you can't take your eyes off|Meeting Event 4]] <</switch>>\ <</if>>\

<h4>Global Game Variables</h4> GameDays (array) GameMonths (array) $gameDate (datetime) $counters (map) $cheatCode (string) $dreamImage (array) $rest (bool) $eventFinish (bool) $eventSleep (bool) $drinkChoice (string) $passageChoice (int) $tiffanyChoice (int) $blcExam (int) $passageName (string) $storyData (object) - eventFlags (array) - weekCount (int) - dailyEvent (bool) - stripClubVisits (int) - bimboGuide (int) - meetingCounts (array) - bimboManualCount (int) - mortgage (int) $mc (object) - name (string) - lastname (string) - cash (int) - fame (int) - income (int) - expenses (int) - fitness (int) - inventory (array) <h4>Template Variables</h4> $bimboTemplate (object) - bimbo (int) - slut (int) - exhibitionist (int) - happiness (int) - met (bool) - trainingComplete (bool) - dailyEvent (bool) - weeklyEvent (bool) - transformLevel (int) - cash (int) - debt (int) - eventFlags (array) $minorCharacter (object) - met (bool) - dailyEvent (bool) - weeklyEvent (bool) - happiness (int) - eventFlags (array) <h4>Character Variables</h4> $stella (bimboTemplate) - charlotteTrust (int) - weeklyHappinessEvent (bool) $charlotte (bimboTemplate) - trust (int) - trustTraining (int) - slutTraining (int) - exhibitionistTraining (int) - modellingCount (int) - pornCount (int) - analTraining (int) - weeklyModellingEvent (bool) - weeklyPornEvent (bool) $sofia (bimboTemplate) $june (bimboTemplate) - brat (int) - exhibitionistTraining (int) - slutTraining (int) $hang (bimboTemplate) - orgasmTraining (int) - oralTraining (int) - vaginalTraining (int) - analTraining (int) - photography (int) - profileImage (int) $ana (bimboTemplate) $stacy (bimboTemplate) - timesTrained (int) $erica (bimboTemplate) $elaine (bimboTemplate) $tan (bimboTemplate) $dani (bimboTemplate) $natalie (bimboTemplate) $skylar (bimboTemplate) $jessyka (minorCharacter) $rebeca (minorCharacter) $katie (minorCharacter) $rupert (minorCharacter) $isaac (minorCharacter) $priti (minorCharacter) $phil (minorCharacter) $rosa (minorCharacter) $tiffany (minorCharacter) $yanovic (minorCharacter) $elle (minorCharacter) $kira (minorCharacter) <h4>Events</h4> $storyData - GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]) - storyData - Intro - FirstMeeting - HomeGym (permanent) - HomePhotoStudio (permanent) - JamesCall - CosmeticSurgeon (permanent) - Advertising (permanent) - PostersStella - PamphletsStella - BLCWebsite - CouncilMeeting - CouncilBuilding (permanent) - ApartmentLetter - ApartmentMeeting - ApartmentMeetingComplete (permanent) - BimboGuideStart - BimboGuideComplete (permanent) - PurchaseBuilding - OwnBuilding (permanent) - Mortgage - BuildingElainePartner (permanent) - SecondApartmentMeeting - SecondApartmentMeetingComplete (permanent) - WeeklyFine - BuildingRenovation - RenovationComplete (permanent) - BuildingVisit - MagazineAd - ProtestPlanning - ProtestInterview - ProtestRally - CouncilResponse - RupertResponse - RupertFired - RupertLeave (permanent) - CharlotteTalk - HangTalk - SofiaTalk - DaniTalk - StellaTalk - DFTalk - DesignerTalk - GuestsTalk - AnaTalk - StacyTalk - IsaacTalk - ElaineTalk - BLCHeadquarters (permanent) - BLCPhotos - BLCLogo - CharlotteLogo - BarFuck - GymRandom - ClubRandom - FashionStore (permanent) $counters - CharlotteSurgery - ElaineTraining - HangTrip - AnaTrip - BuildingRenovation - GymMonthlyMembership - GymYearlyMembership $inventory - BlueLingerie - BlackBra - BlackBraPanties - Corset - SeeThroughLingerie - HotPinkBra - PinkBraPanties - PinkFishnets - SchoolSkirts - WhiteHeels $stella - BarSessions - Session1Principles - Session1Looks - Session1Sex - Task1Lingerie - Task1Flirt - StellaRepairEvent - Task1LingerieComplete - Task1FlirtComplete - StellaTrainEvent - StellaLawyerEvent - Task2 - AdditionalTasks - AdditionalTaskPanties - AdditionalTaskNaked - AdditionalTaskNeighbor - AdditionalTaskErrands - AdditionalTaskInProgress - AdditionalTaskPantiesComplete - AdditionalTaskNakedComplete - AdditionalTaskNeighborComplete - AdditionalTaskErrandsComplete - MasturbateEventFirstTime - HomeSessions - Task3 - Task4 - ImplantTalk - CharlotteWork - CharlotteFirstVisit - GoOutTalk - StellaStrippingIntro - StellaEscort - StellaLoan - StellaPhotoshoot - ImplantOperation - StellaStrippingStart - StellaStrippingTraining - StellaStrippingFinal - StellaStripper (permanent) - SchoolTease - SchoolFlash - SchoolSex - SchoolFired (permanent) - HappinessDinner - HouseBimbo (permanent) - BLCEmployee (permanent) - AnalTraining - AnalTrainingFinal $charlotte - CharlotteWork - CharlotteFirstVisit - ModelTalk - ModelApprove - GoOutTalk - DressOption1 - DressOption2 - StellaDinnerEmail - StellaBoobTalk - Modelling (permanent) - ModellingFirstTime - ModellingReject (permanent) - BimboAdvice - BimboOpinion - DressOption1 - DressOption2 - DressOption3 - CharlotteMoneyTalk - CharlotteFinances (permanent) - ThinkingAboutImplants - Surgery - CharlotteHealed - StellaImplantTalk - SurgeryStellaEmail - CharlotteImplants - PornstarInterest - ModelInterest - PornstarReject (permanent) - Pornstar (permanent) - PornFirstTime - CharlotteSexLie - CharlotteSexTruth - StellaFindsPanties - StellaFindsCamera - StellaCharlotteFlash - BimboTraining - BimboTrainingFirstLesson - PornstarBegin - StellaInternetPhoto - StellaShower - PornstarInterest2 - PornstarInterest3 - PornstarDecide - StellaPornEmail - StellaCharlottePornDiscover - CollegeTalk - College (permanent) - SecondImplants - BLCEmployeeStart - BLCEmployeePhotos - CollegeBar - CollegeFriend - CollegeFriend2 - CollegeVisit $hang - MeetOutside - MeetCoffeeShop - MeetSubway - AllMeetings - CoffeeDate - CoffeeDate2 - CoOpQuestion - HangDrunk - BimboTraining - FirstTraining - SecondTraining - ThirdTraining - FourthTraining - HangTanEmailSwimsuit - FifthSession - SixthSession - HangTanEmailSex - HangTanEmailCoaching - SeventhSession - FirstSexSession - HangTanEmailVibrator - Faithful (permanent) - SexSessions - HangTanEmailPhotos - HangTanEmailHookup - SexSessionsComplete - HangTrip - HangTanEmailTrip - HangTripEmail1 - HangTripEmail2 - HangReturn - Girlfriend (permanent) - NameChange (permanent) - OfficeSex - Photography (permanent) - PornProfile - PornTalk - PornTalk2 - LesbianPorn - PornResult $sofia - FirstPhoneCall - SecondPhoneCall - SofiaJuneCall - HomeVisits (permanent) - DinnerDate - PornDate - SofiaNightEventTalk - LingerieDate - BimboTalk (permanent) - SexPlay - BimboTraining (permanent) - FirstBimboLesson - RoomEvent - Titjob (permanent) - Relationship (permanent) - Implants - HangMeet - VisitDoctor - Surgery - Massage $june - FirstVisit - SecondVisit - ThirdVisit - RestaurantVisited - FourthVisit - LingerieShowoff - FifthVisit - SixthVisit - JuneMoveIn - Introduce - Home (permanent) - StripClubFirstTime - StripClubDancingFirstTime - StripClubDancing (permanent) - StripClub (permanent) - SofiaTrainingTalk $ana - BimboTalk - CharlotteMeet - Sunglasses - StreetChat - TanChat - Hair - Clothing - Raffle - RaffleWinner - Surgery - Operation - AnaText - AnaReturnText - CoffeeShopVisit - CoffeeShopVisit2 - Fired (permanent) - OtherCoffeeShop - ParkDate - SecondDate - Return (permanent) - BuildingVisit - StripClubText - StripClub - StripClubRebecaText - HairdresserJob - Hairdresser $rebeca - KnowName - JadeMeet $stacy - EricaEmail - GymEmail - StacyHomeGym (permanent) - StacyNakedGym (permanent) - ButtPlug - ButtText - AssTransform - Massage (permanent) - BLCGym (permanent) - BLCRandom - RandomText - RandomText2 $erica - FitnessEmail - StacyEmail - CoachingEmail - MeetingFlash - MeetingTease $tiffany - TiffanyMad (permanent) - TiffanyFriends (permanent) - BuildingText $tan - BLCAttend - BLCAttend2 - TanEmail - BarChat - BLCAttend3 - HangDrunk - FirstNight - SexVisits $elaine - Research - IsaacVisit - Training - TrainingRepeat - ElaineSession1 - ElaineSession2 - ElaineSession3 - ElaineSession4 - ElaineSession5 - PartnerTalk - BuildingPartner - Support (permanent) - BuildingVisit - BLCEmployee (permanent) - OfficeMeeting - SlutStart $isaac - Research - Email - Visit - Support (permanent) - BLCLawyerStart $priti - Research - Convince - Support (permanent) $phil - Visit - Research - Convince - Support (permanent) $dani - DaniMeeting - Cleaning - BLCEmployeeStart - BLCEmployeeTraining $natalie - Subway - OperationEmail - TransformMeet - CosplayText - Cosplay - Cosplay2 - Cosplay2Email - ConventionIntro $skylar - WorkoutPlan $katie - WorkoutGym - Bootycall - BootycallFirstTime - Bootycall2 $yanovic - AdvertAgree (permanent) - AdvertReject - Discount

<<set $erica.met to true; $erica.weeklyEvent to false; $erica.bimbo to 1; $erica.exhibitionist += 2; $erica.slut += 1; >>\ Hello $mc.name! My name is Erica. I just wanted to reach out to you. I'm not sure if you remember me, but I'm one of your regular attendees. I've turned up a few times and I really like what you have to say, and I just, like... I dunno. It feels right for me, I guess? Anyway, I'm having a bit of a problem and I thought you might be able to help. My boyfriend, John, is being shitty about this. He's got all jealous about even small changes I've tried to make. I've tried to explain that it's for both of us, but he isn't there for it. How should I approach it? Thanks! You sit back and consider the problem for a moment before writing a response. [[Tell her to include her boyfriend more and have him show her off|Erica E-mail Boyfriend]] [[Tell her to do her own thing, even if her boyfriend isn't supportive|Erica E-mail Independent]]

Erica- Thank you so much for your e-mail. Of course I remember you, and it makes me really happy to hear that you are finding the group sessions so useful. To answer your question I think the best strategy is to try and include your boyfriend more. Instead of just explaining why this change is good, try to demonstrate the benefits. Treat him to something nice after a long day, go to town on his dick. Dress up in a provocative way and let him enjoy the jealousy of other men as they look at you. If you are interested in more direct coaching, I do offer one-on-one sessions for $150 each session. - $mc.name [[Continue|Erica E-mail Finish]]

Erica- Thank you so much for your e-mail. Of course I remember you, and it makes me really happy to hear that you are finding the group sessions so useful. To answer your question I think you should move forwards with this regardless of his criticism. If he truly loves you he will catch up, once he sees how much happier you become. If he continues to be negative, you should consider how much you wish to engage - it is hard to be a source of joy for others when negative people remain in your life. If you are interested in more direct coaching, I do offer one-on-one sessions for $150 each session. - $mc.name [[Continue|Erica E-mail Finish]]

<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Monday">>\ <<set $ana.weeklyEvent to true; $charlotte.weeklyEvent to true; $charlotte.weeklyModellingEvent to true; $charlotte.weeklyPornEvent to true; $dani.weeklyEvent to true; $elaine.weeklyEvent to true; $erica.weeklyEvent to true; $hang.weeklyEvent to true; $isaac.weeklyEvent to true; $jessyka.weeklyEvent to true; $june.weeklyEvent to true; $katie.weeklyEvent to true; $natalie.weeklyEvent to true; $phil.weeklyEvent to true; $priti.weeklyEvent to true; $rebeca.weeklyEvent to true; $rosa.weeklyEvent to true; $rupert.weeklyEvent to true; $skylar.weeklyEvent to true; $sofia.weeklyEvent to true; $stacy.weeklyEvent to true; $stella.weeklyEvent to true; $stella.WeeklyHappinessEvent to true; $tan.weeklyEvent to true; $tiffany.weeklyEvent to true; $yanovic.weeklyEvent to true; >>\ <<for _key, _value range $counters>>\ <<set $counters.set(_key, _value += 1)>>\ <</for>>\ <</if>>\ <<set $ana.dailyEvent to true; $charlotte.dailyEvent to true; $dani.dailyEvent to true; $elaine.dailyEvent to true; $erica.dailyEvent to true; $hang.dailyEvent to true; $isaac.dailyEvent to true; $jessyka.dailyEvent to true; $june.dailyEvent to true; $katie.dailyEvent to true; $natalie.dailyEvent to true; $phil.dailyEvent to true; $priti.dailyEvent to true; $rebeca.dailyEvent to true; $rosa.dailyEvent to true; $rupert.dailyEvent to true; $skylar.dailyEvent to true; $sofia.dailyEvent to true; $stacy.dailyEvent to true; $stella.dailyEvent to true; $storyData.dailyEvent to true; $tan.dailyEvent to true; $tiffany.dailyEvent to true; $yanovic.dailyEvent to true; >>\ <<if $charlotte.debt gt 0>>\ <<if $charlotte.cash gt $charlotte.debt>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash -= $charlotte.debt; $charlotte.debt to 0; >>\ <<else>>\ <<set $charlotte.debt -= $charlotte.cash; $charlotte.cash to 0; >>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $mc.fame > 50>>\ <<set $mc.fame to 50>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $mc.fitness gt 0>>\ <<set $mc.fitness -= 1>>\ <</if>>\

Hello $mc.name! Thanks so much for the help! I'm not sure that I can afford one-on-one sessions, but I did do what you said. He's still not, like, totally down for this... But I know he had fun. I dressed up kinda slutty and had him take me out. I showed off my ass under a tight skirt. I've attached a photo - I know I need to lose a bit of weight, but I'm working on it! LOL I could see he was torn between feeling jealous, but also getting kinda turned on. Thanks! Attached Image: <img src="images/Erica/Email.jpg" height="600"> [[Continue|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($erica, "FitnessEmail"); $erica.weeklyEvent to false; $erica.bimbo to 2; >>\ Hello again $mc.name! I really appreciated your advice from last week, but I was wondering if I could ask you another question? It's a bit... Awkward. But I had a blow out argument with my boyfriend. He told me that I'm fat, and that it bothers him. I know I've put on a bit of weight since we got together, and, like, I know it's not ideal. But isn't that part of being with someone, that you trust them enough that you can relax around them a little? It isn't like I don't WANT to be fitter, it's just tough, what with work, and all that. It's hard enough as it is to roll out of bed in the morning, and by the time I'm home it's a struggle to even make dinner. I kinda want to tell him to shut up, and that he really hurt me. But... Yeah. Stacy thinks I should do that, but start working out anyway. She also kinda asked why I'm bothering to come to the bimbo coaching if I'm not going to get fit, but I think she's biased because she's a personal trainer. Anyway... Any advice would be appreciated. xxx Erica You had offered private coaching for her last time, and hadn't intended to make a habit of offering free services, but... She does seem to be in trouble. You write a quick response. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[You should listen to your boyfriend|Erica E-mail Fitness][$passageChoice to 1]] [[What do you want out of the coaching?|Erica E-mail Fitness][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Erica- Honestly, and as harsh as this may sound, I think your boyfriend is right. You are a little on the large side. There's nothing objectively wrong with that, but it's clear that you're both unhappy with that. You should make the effort to exercise. Even if it's difficult at first, it will actually give you more energy in the long run. - $mc.name You go about the rest of your day, but you don't hear back from Erica and you hope she will attend next week's session. [[Continue|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<else>>\ Erica- What is it, exactly, that you are wanting from these weekly meetings? What are you wanting to be coached to become? A bimbo, yes: but what kind of bimbo? - $mc.name A little while later you receive a response from her. Thanks for responding so quickly. To answer you, I don't really know. Like, I want to be hot. I want to be my best self and all that but I don't, like, have a particular vision of who I want to become. Is that bad? What should my vision be? <<if $passageChoice is 2>>\ [[You should decide what kind of bimbo you want to be on your own|Erica E-mail Fitness][$passageChoice to 3]] [[Part of being your absolute best self includes being in peak physical condition|Erica E-mail Fitness][$passageChoice to 4]] <<elseif $choice is 3>>\ You send off your response to her. Erica- I can't answer for you what your ultimate bimbo aim should be, no more than I can decide for you whether you want to become a bimbo or not. This is a journey I can only help you along, but not a journey I can chart for you. Think about it, and maybe discuss this with Stacy. - $mc.name You wait for a message from her, but by the time you get to bed you've heard nothing. Hopefully she isn't so mad that she doesn't attend the next meeting. [[Continue|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<else>>\ You send off your response to her. Erica- There are, of course, many kinds of bimbos. Even plus size bimbos. But any divergence from the norm is a product of sincere and strongly held desires, a product of a bimbo wanting to live the perfect life in a particular way. If you are not absolutely committed to being a plus size bimbo - and you do not seem to be - then you should appreciate that physique is a crucial part of being a bimbo. You said that Stacy was a personal trainer? Perhaps you should take her up on her offer of help. - $mc.name You wait for a message from her, but by the time you get to bed you've heard nothing. Hopefully she isn't so mad that she doesn't attend the next meeting. [[Continue|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($erica, "FitnessEmail"); AddEvent($stacy, "EricaEmail"); $stacy.met to true; $stacy.happiness to 1; >>\ The message was from a Stacy Peloni. You assume this is Erica's friend, especially given Erica is CC'd in on the e-mail. Heyyyyyy! Erica's too nervous to send you a photo, but I wanted to let you know that she really took what you suggested to heart. We've been working out together for a week. Slowly, but surely, she's making progress. Busted past 2 miles on the treadmill today, then I switched gears and taught her a few yoga stretches. Later! Within ten minutes another e-mail pops up, this one from Erica. Stacy! I can't believe you sent this RIGHT after I told you I didn't want you to. Whatever. I suppose it doesn't hurt if people know. I thought about it and figured... Well, yeah, I should at least try it, right? I dunno. Either way, I wasn't the only one who was too nervous. Stacy said her face looked stupid here. <img src="images/Stacy/Workout.jpg" height="600"> Hahahahaha! Love you Stace, see you soon $mc.name! Over the next 20 minutes to receive a half dozen e-mails from the girls, poking fun at each other. You chuckle to yourself about their e-mail bickering, and are happy that Erica's beginning to work on her body. You shoot off a quick response once the thread has calmed down. Looking good bimbos! - $mc.name [[Continue|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stacy, "EricaEmail"); AddEvent($stacy, "GymEmail"); >>\ You open your e-mails and see a message from Stacy. Heyyyyyyy! I know this sounds weird, but do you know any good workout spaces near the weekly meeting? I was thinking it would be cool if me and some of the girls worked out together. I was looking for a place on Thursday night but the gym a couple of blocks away is all booked up. Figured I could make a little extra money, plus we can bond a little. And work on our butts, lol. Thank youuuuu! <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomeGym")>>\ [[I have a home gym|Stacy E-mail Gym][$passageChoice to 1]] <</if>>\ [[Sorry, no idea|Stacy E-mail Gym][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ Stacy- You know, I actually know the perfect place. I've got a large home gym at my apartment. There's a workout section, and a studio room. Do you want to do it here? If you're charging for it, I'd just want $50 for the hour. That sound fair? Within minutes you get a response back from Stacy. Whaaaaaat! OH MY GOD! That is PERFECT! Well, I think it's perfect, I'll want to come by and check it out but.... OH MY GOD! Amazing! Thank you so so so so so much, and of course $50 is FINE. I'll see you later?? [[Stacy Visits]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ Stacy- Sorry, but I don't know of an empty space. I know that the yoga studio down towards Myrtle-Broadway rents a space by the hour? You could try that. - $mc.name A few hours later you get a response from Stacy :( [[Continue|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<sethours 21>>\ <<set $stacy.timesTrained to 1>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym") is false>>\ <<set AddEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym"); $stacy.happiness to 2; >>\ You tell Stacy that your home gym is finished and that, if she wants, she can relocate her weekly exercise session to yours for only $50 an hour. Within minutes you get a response back from Stacy. Whaaaaaat! OH MY GOD! That is PERFECT! Well, I think it's perfect, I'll want to come by and check it out but.... OH MY GOD! Amazing! Thank you so so so so so much, and of course $50 is FINE. I'll see you later?? <</if>>\ Later that evening, Stacy arrives. You can tell she's impressed by your apartment and, the modest mouse that you are, you pour her a glass of water to ensure she has time to properly appreciate your home. "Is this all yours?" She has a strong Long Island accent, and almost barks the question at you. <img src="images/Stacy/HomeGym.jpg" width="600"> "The floor? Yeah. I actually bought two apartments but just knocked down the wall between them." She looks gobsmacked. "I... I, like, had just meant if you had roommates. But you own this entire fucking floor?" You hope your smile isn't too smug. "Shall we look at the gym?" You walk her down the corridor to the far end of the apartment, where the exercise room and studio is. She whistles through her teeth, and begins to slowly pace around the room. <img src="images/Locations/Home/Gym.jpg" width="600"> "So this is the exercise room, but I also have a decent studio, which you can see through here." You gesture to the window next to the studio door. She grabs the doorhandle and pushes open the door. "This is perfect." Her voice echoes a little in the room, and she giggles. It's not totally perfect, I'm afraid that I only have a few yoga mats. It isn't really equipped for more than a couple people to work out in, so if everyone needs a mat, or identical weights, then you'll have to arrange that. Is that OK?" Stacy nods. "And only fifty fucking bucks?" You laugh. "Yes, only fifty bucks. I'm happy to open my home to my students. Besides, I think it will be useful for whoever turns up." Stacy turns to leave, but stops after she places her right hand on your left shoulder. "Well, I gotta go, but does Thursday work for you? 6pm, like your meeting?" "Sure. 6pm Thursdays. Sounds perfect to me." [[Continue|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set _workout to random(1, 6)>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyNakedGym")>>\ <<switch _workout>>\ <<case 1>>\ Some late arrivals to the class strip off in front of everyone. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ A particularly skinny girl works on her upper body strength under Stacy's guidance and your supervision. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ You check one woman's form to make sure that she is doing her leg kicks properly. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ Stacy shows them how to do various kinds of squats. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ After a particularly intense session a few of the bimbos celebrate new personal records. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 6>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") or CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella joins today's session and you help her work out some kinks in her glutes, much to everyone else's interest. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ Shoulder strength is important. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 21>>\ About eighteen women attend today's session, filling the room completely, and leaving some bimbos working out uncomfortably close to one another. After looking in on the class you have to pinch yourself as small gaggles of totally naked women hang about your home, chatting and living normally. <<else>>\ About nine women turn up today. Attendance is down from it's peak before Stacy instituted her new nude exercise rule, but the girls who stuck it out are even more committed to their fitness. <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<switch _workout>>\ <<case 1>>\ Stacy leads the girls in yoga today. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ Stacy shows the girls how to work on their glutes if they want a butt just like hers. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ Stacy coaches the girls on how to correctly do deadlifts. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ Stacy shows them how to do various kinds of squats. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ Stacy demonstrates the importance of pre-workout stretching. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 6>>\ Stacy puts them through their paces on the cardio machines. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 21>>\ About sixteen women attend today's session, filling the studio nearly to capacity. The atmosphere is fun, and playful, though everyone is getting their sweat on. About half of the women are as skimpily dressed as Stacy. <<elseif $mc.fame gte 11>>\ About ten women attend today's session, and though most are just conscientiously working out, you can tell from raised eyebrows that a the newer attendees are a little excited by Stacy's outfit. <<else>>\ About a half-dozen women attend today, and you can sense that a few of them are a bit uncomfortable with how skimpy Stacy's outfit is. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $stacy.timesTrained is 11 and CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyNakedGym") and CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ [[Talk to Stacy about official sponsorship|Stacy Employee]] <<elseif $stacy.timesTrained is 3 or $stacy.timesTrained is 5 or $stacy.timesTrained is 7 or $stacy.timesTrained is 10>>\ [[Stacy is waiting for you after class...|Stacy After Class]] <<elseif $stacy.timesTrained lt 11>>\ <<set $stacy.timesTrained += 1>>\ <</if>> <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "Training")>>\ [[Talk to Stacy about Elaine|Stacy Elaine]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "GymRandom")>>\ [[You decide to check on Stacy's class|Exercise Group Random Event]] <</if>>\ [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $stacy.timesTrained += 1>>\ <<addmins 30>>\ <<if $stacy.timesTrained is 10>>\ <<set AddEvent($stacy, "ButtPlug")>>\ After class Stacy hangs around till everyone leaves. You hear her yell out from the living room. "$mc.name!" "Yeah?" You start walking toward the living room. "Can you help me with something?" "Anything." "I can't seem to fit my new toy in my ass, I need you to stretch it." "Wha..." As you walk around the corner, you see Stacy bent over your couch with her ass in the air. "I need help." "What the hell!" You laugh a bit. "I'm serious. I bought a new toy and it won't fit. Get over here and lube it up" You bury your face in her ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I think you're going to need a little more to get that in my ass hun." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks back smiling as you start fucking her ass. After a few moments she pulls forward popping your cock out of her ass. "Thanks, I think that's enough." "What!?!" "I'm kidding. Get that dick back in me." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Fuck your ass feels good." Stacy moans in pleasure. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You keep pounding into her ass as Stacy reaches back. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She slides your cock out of her and pushes you back. "Spank me $mc.name." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh fuck. Work that ass." Stacy moans in pleasure. "Don't stop." She hops off your cock, spins around, and just starts throating you right from her tight ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You cum hard in her mouth. Stacy giggles and turns around. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/4g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Well, you think it'll fit now?" <<elseif $stacy.timesTrained is 7>>\ After class Stacy hangs around to talk to a client on a video call, but you see that she has only put on a hoodie. Like a newsreader, she is only presentable from the waist up. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As the call continues she stands up and flashes her bare ass at you. You whipser she should show her client her ass. "No way!" She giggles. Smirking, she quickly spins around. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif $stacy.timesTrained is 5>>\ <<set $stacy.happiness to 3>>\ After class Stacy showers. Rather than changing into her clothes, Stacy remains naked and sits down and chats with you. You ask if she wants to go up to the roof again for a drink and she agrees. It's sunny, and warm, and Stacy enjoys the chance to sunbathe as you stay under the shade. You fall asleep and when you wake up it seems that Stacy has been rooting around your little gardening cubby and found your suspenders and a pair of old trousers. "Look at me, I'm farmer Stacy." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You sit up and look at her. "Hotter than any farmer I've ever seen." Stacy lets the suspenders drop to the side then gets close to you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You think? I've never seen a farmer." She laughs and then pulls down the old trousers. You see there's a streak of dirt on her ass. "Hey, you've got some dirt on your ass." "Well, wipe it off." You wipe it off then Stacy does a semi-squat in front of you. "Is it all gone?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Are you winking your asshole at me?" Stacy begins to laugh, hard, and does a little run around the rooftop, clapping a couple times. When she's back she sits down on you and grabs another drink, talking to you normally and ignoring how hard your dick is. "I think you're happy to see me $mc.name. Let's go inside." She grabs your hand and pulls you inside, leading you to a seat. Stacy drops in front of you and pulls down your pants. "Can I taste it?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She flips around and slides your cock into her dripping wet pussy. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She starts bouncing on your dick, looking back at you. "You going to train me $mc.name?" "Train you for what?" "To be your anal queen!" You can barely contain yourself as you reach up and slide your thumb into her ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stacy yells so loud there is no way every person in a 100 yard radius didn't hear. "YES! Fuck my pussy and my ass baby!" You can no longer contain yourself and explode inside of her. It does not even phase her. She just keeps slamming down onto your cock as your cum comes pouring out of her. <<else>>\ Stacy has started showering at your place after the session, and hanging out for a little before she heads off. Today after she showers she comes out and she's wearing a tiny top, and a tiny pair of shorts. "Off to a formal dinner, I see." Stacy laughs. "Fuck that. I'm off to get free drinks." You continue shuffling through your stack of unread mail, looking for anything that looks threatening. "Oh? Some event with an open bar?" "Nah, just gotta work what I got, you know?" You look up and she's jiggling her ass in your face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stacy looks down over her shoulder at you, and laughs as she sees you admiring her ass. "Not bad, huh?" "Not bad... Though not sure you want some college kid buying you Bud Light with his fake ID. A more experienced man isn't that easy." "What, you mean like this?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You stand up and approach her. She begins to dance up against you, then turns around and pulls down her shorts. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/AfterClass/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Would that work for you?" "Yeah, OK, that works for me. Get us something from the fridge and I'll join you. Up on the roof?" Stacy claps and pulls up her shorts, though her top stays off. The two of you go up to your private section of the roof and shoot the shit for half an hour before she goes out. <</if>>\ [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $stacy.dailyEvent to false>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ <<set _bootyCall to random(1, 10)>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _bootyCall to random(1, 6)>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ <<switch _bootyCall>>\ <<case 1>>\ After calling Stacy she arrives at your apartment. You are sitting watching a movie. She walks over and gets down infront of you and slides down ur pants. "Hey babe." "Hi" Stacy smiles. "You going to let me suck your cock?" Stacy slides forward and starts rapidly sucking your cock. "Oh fuck." You start jerking off as she smiles filming her sucking your cock. "Stretch my throat." Stacy instantly throws her mouth back on your cock and deepthroats as far as she can. "I'm going to cum." Stacy pushes it further down her throat. Once finished she grabs her phone and films herself playing with ur cum. "I think I look cute." "Damn right you do." <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ You text Stacy asking for her to come over hoping for a bootycall. She responds "Sorry I'm busy-" almost instantly your phone rings and its Stacy on Facetime. "Hi." Stacy waves. "What are you doing?" "Just saying Hi, I'm out of town for a work trip and figured I'd let you watch. I'm bored." <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As you watch the video you jerk off cumming multiple times. "Have a good night $mc.name, you probably wont be able to sleep now though." "Probably not." You laugh "Call me when you get back." <<case 3>>\ Stacy comes over and tells you to take out your phone. "Film me so you can watch it later." "You're in an adventurous mood." She drops down infront of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Mmm Thank you, I was hungry." <<case 4>>\ You call Stacy. "Hey how are you $mc.name?." "Good was hoping you could come by tonight." "Sorry, I'm out of town. Maybe next time though." She laughs. ... A few minutes later your phone dings with a text. You walk over to your phone and theres a video on it from Stacy. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ You call Stacy. "Hey! Good timing. I want you to check out my new outfit" "What outfit?" Stacy hangs up and Facetimes you back. You hear music blaring and stacy looks to be in a hotel room. <<timed 5s transition>> <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</timed>> "You're not wearing anything" You laugh. "I know, isn't it cute? But seriously check out these panties." <<case 6>>\ You Call Stacy's Cell. "Hello?" "Hey was wondering if you wana come by today?" "Hell why not, I just got done at the store. I'll head over in like 30?" "See you in 30." ...you wait patiently for Stacy to arrive, dick hard as a rock. You can't wait to pile drive straight into that ass. Stacy knocks at the door. "Come in! It's unlocked" You yell. Stacy walks through the door in jeanshorts and a hoodie. "You look cute." "Thanks, but I look like shit. I've been running errands all day." Stacy walks over toward the sofa and grabs ur hand leads you to the bedroom. She starts kissing you and then gives you a dirty little grin. "We both know why you called me." Stacy giggles as she leads you away. Stacy drops her shorts and hops up on the bed on all 4's on your bed waving her ass in the air. "This what you want baby?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/booty1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Damn, you are a slut." "Only for guys I like." She laughs. Stacy licks her fingers and reaches back. She starts rubbing her ass lubing it up for you. "Stick it in already." "My god, you are sexy." You start to slide your cock into her ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/booty2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Damn all that working out is paying off, look at this tight little ass." "I know dosn't it look gre-"Stacy moans as you penetrate her ass. "Oh fuck, give it to me $mc.name." "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck." You start fucking her ass even harder. Driving deep into her as she moans louder and louder. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/booty3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh shit." "God you feel good." "You gona cum for me babe?" "Fuuuckkk." You yell as you bury your cock deep into her. Right before you cum stacy hops off your cock and spins around. "Cum for me." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/booty4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You start cumming in her mouth moaning as she sucks on your cock. "Holy shit girl." Stacy sits there with a mouthful of cum and starts to play with it. "Thanks for calling me, I needed that." You groan as you plop back down on the bed."Shit, me too. We should do this more often." <<case 7>>\ You call Stacy and ask if she's busy, or would like to come over. Not long after she walks in the front door. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/LapDance/1.jpg" width="600"> "Staccy!" "Hey Hun. How are you?" "Great now that you are here." "Uh huh." Stacy smiles and turns to put her bag down, showing off the shiny, blue spandex pants covering her amazing ass. You can't get enough of it; It's like an addiction. Stacy walks toward you and your cock twitches. "Look at you girl." She climbs up onto your lap. "Spank me daddy." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/LapDance/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Your cock gets rock hard as she grinds up and down on your lap. "Oh my god yeah! It was so pretty!" "You should have bought it." You hear voices from outside and keys jingle at the door. Fuck! The girls are home. Stacy leaps off and sits next to you acting like nothing happpened as Sofia and Charlotte walk in. It looks like they just got back from shopping and don't notice how flustered you are. Stacy looks over at you laughing. "I guess next time babe." She starts to gather her things as you stare up at the ceiling. Why me? <<case 8>>\ You call Stacy and she decides to come over. You jump in the shower to prep for her arrival. Judt as you are finishing up, Stacy enters the bathroom and closes the door. "Hey sexy. We gotta make this quick." You laugh. "OK give me a sec." Stacy walks over and kisses you deeply. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bathroom/1.jpg" width="600"> She reaches down and pulls out your cock. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bathroom/2.jpg" height="600"> "Mmm" you moan as she strokes up and down. You can barely contain yourself as Stacy starts to pull your pants off, gets down and starts to suck your cock. You grab a handfull of hair and push her head down, making her swallow your entire cock. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bathroom/3.jpg" width="600"> Stacy grabs onto the floor to brace herself and lets you fuck her mouth. "Fuck!" She pops your cock out of her mouth. "Going to fuck me yet?" You roll Stacy over and rip off her top. She spreads her legs and you move them out of the way as you push forward. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bathroom/4.jpg" width="600"> "Oh fuck yes." You keep pounding into her; she feels amazing. Her pussy is soaking wet and grips onto your cock as it drips down to your balls. She rolls over on to her knees. "Fuck my ass. I haven't had a cock in there in weeks." You push your cock into her asshole. "Please babe, fuck me." <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bathroom/5.jpg" width="600"> It does not take long, after listening to her moan and scream taking every inch. Just as you are about to cum she pulls your cock out and you explode all over her perfectly round ass. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bathroom/6.jpg" height="600"> <<case 9>>\ Stacy decides to head over when you call her. You decide to vclean up the house a bit and she arrives shortly after. Today she's wearing a cute crop top and jeans which show off her ass; how does it always look so appealing? Your cock twitches in your pants, and within seconds somehow Stacy has you naked on the bed sucking your cock. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bedroom/1.jpg" width="600"> "God damn girl." Stacy just keeps sucking, making sure it's super sloppy; it feels fucking amazing. Stacy pulls your cock out of her mouth slowly. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bedroom/2.jpg" width="600"> There is a huge mess dripping down her chin and a wet spot on the bed. You can't resist any more and bend her over. "No! Let me suck-" You rip off her jeans and panties and push your cock into her already soaking pussy. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bedroom/3.jpg" width="600"> "Ohhhh-" "Feel good or something" You laugh as you plow into her. Stacy grips onto the bed."Uh huh." She begins shaking and starts to cum already. You can't hold back for long yourself and quickly start cumming. Stacy flips around and lets you cum all over her face. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Bedroom/4.jpg" width="600"> "Thank you." She starts licking up your cum. <<case 10>>\ You call Stacy and she asks you to hang out at her place this time. Not long after you arrive at Stacy's place. You knock and hear her yell to come in. Pushing the door open, you don't see her anywhere. You walking through the apartment you see Stacy bent over her bed reading. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Apartment/1.jpg" width="600"> "Look at you." Stacy looks over at you smiling. "Hello." She puts down the paper she was reading and crawls up onto the bed. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Apartment/2.jpg" width="600"> Stacy wiggles her ass at you while she sticks a finger in her mouth and licks it teasingly. You pull down her panties and run your hands over her ass. "Ugh, bad boy." "Me? What? You're the bad one." Stacy looks back at you, grinning devilishly. She pulls her top off and bends over, pushing her ass toward you. You start to take off your clothes as Stacy waves her ass in the air back and forth. You can't get naked fast enough. As soon as you do you your cock into Stacy. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Apartment/3.jpg" width="600"> Stacy grabs on to the bedding as you slowly slide in and out. You fuck her for a while, which leads to her getting so worked up she climbs up on top of you to ride your cock. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Apartment/4.jpg" width="600"> You grab hold of her ass, gripping as tightly as you can as she slams down repeatedly. Her pussy feels so good you already feel like cumming. How does this girl do this? Stacy rolls off and lays back onto the bed, motioning to you. You walk between her legs and kneel down as she widens her legs and grabs your cock, pulling you into her once again. <img src="images/Stacy/BootyCall/Apartment/5.jpg" width="600"> Stacy begins to look quite flushed and even more worked up. You lean over and start to kiss her as she grabs you tightly and begins to climax. Within seconds you begin to cum as well, not even bothering to pull out. The two of you lay together in post-orgasmic bliss, eventually dozing off. You wake to Stacy getting dressed. She gives you a kiss and walks out. <</switch>>\ [[Your Bedroom]]

<<if CheckEvent($erica, "MeetingTease")>>\ <img src="images/Erica/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "MeetingFlash")>>\ <img src="images/Erica/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "CoachingEmail")>>\ <img src="images/Erica/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "FitnessEmail") or CheckEvent($stacy, "EricaEmail")>>\ <img src="images/Erica/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Erica/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <h2>Erica Holz</h2> Erica has been attending your weekly meetings and has quickly become a central figure amongst a group of aspiring bimbos. A good friend of Stacy's, she has a naturally voluptuous figure that many women spend many years of hard work to achieve. <h4>Body</h4> Erica has large, natural tits. Erica has a large, natural ass. Erica has small, natural lips. <h4>Training</h4> <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="erica-happiness-meter" @value="$erica.happiness" max="5">$erica.happiness</progress> <<switch $erica.happiness>>\ <<case 5>>\ Erica thinks you are great. <<case 4>>\ <<case 3>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<case 1>>\ <</switch>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($erica, "MeetingTease")>>\ This is the end of Erica's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "MeetingFlash")>>\ Erica has been learning a lot from your coaching. You should catch up at the Friday meeting to see her progress. <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "StacyEmail") or CheckEvent($erica, "CoachingEmail")>>\ Erica is very impressed with you. She might text you soon. <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym") and CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyNakedGym") is false>>\ Perhaps Erica might become more involved as Stacy's fitness sessions become more popular at your weekly meetings. <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "FitnessEmail")>>\ Erica said she would contact her friend and get back to you. <<elseif $mc.fame lt 5>>\ Erica seems to show some good potential. If you keep holding your weekly sessions she may contact you again with more questions. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<switch $stacy.bimbo>>\ <<case 5>>\ <img src="images/Stacy/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<case 4>>\ <img src="images/Stacy/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<case 3>>\ <img src="images/Stacy/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<case 2>>\ <img src="images/Stacy/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<default>>\ <img src="images/Stacy/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</switch>>\ <h2>Stacy Peloni</h2> Stacy is a fitness trainer you met through Erica. Fiesty and flirty, you get on well. <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ She is a contractor with BLC, running your weekly exercise sessions. <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ She runs a weekly gym session for many of the bimbos attending your meetings. <</if>>\ <<if $stacy.timesTrained gte 5>>\ Stacy loves having sex with you. It appears she wants to be your "Anal Queen". <</if>>\ <h4>Body</h4> <<if $stacy.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<else>>\ Stacy has small, natural tits. Stacy has a big, natural ass. Stacy has large, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BimboPath")>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="stacy-bimbo-meter" @value="$stacy.bimbo" max="50">$stacy.bimbo</progress> <<if $stacy.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<elseif $stacy.bimbo gte 36>>\ <<elseif $stacy.bimbo gte 26>>\ <<elseif $stacy.bimbo gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="stacy-slut-meter" @value="$stacy.slut" max="50">$stacy.slut</progress> <<if $stacy.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $stacy.slut gte 36>>\ <<elseif $stacy.slut gte 26>>\ <<elseif $stacy.slut gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="stacy-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$stacy.exhibitionist" max="50">$stacy.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $stacy.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $stacy.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<elseif $stacy.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<elseif $stacy.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="stacy-happiness-meter" @value="$stacy.happiness" max="5">$stacy.happiness</progress> <<switch $stacy.happiness>>\ <<case 5>>\ You think Stacy might be a bit smitten with you. <<case 4>>\ Stacy loves to spend time with you. <<case 3>>\ Your relationship with Stacy has grown quite close. <<case 2>>\ Stacy likes you a lot. <<case 1>>\ Stacy thinks you are alright. <</switch>>\ <h4>Finances</h4> <<if $stacy.debt gt 0>>\ <<else>>\ Stacy is currently in a good financial situation. <</if>> <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCRandom")>>\ If you keep hanging around at BLC, Stacy might visit. <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "RandomText")>>\ Wait a day or two, then text Stacy from your home. <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "RandomText")>>\ Maybe you should send her another text. <<else>>\ This is the end of Stacy's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <</if>>\ Stacy is holding workout sessions at your building every Thursday evening. <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyNakedGym")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ Keep attending Stacy's workout sessions. It might be time to expand some roles. <<else>>\ Now that things are more lively during workout sessions, it would be best to deal with any lingering issues with the Co-op board. <</if>>\ <<else>>\ If only there were a way to make Stacy's workout session more exciting. Maybe some more coaching meetings might give her some ideas. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "ButtPlug")>>\ Wait for Stacy to buy that dildo she mentioned. <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "ButtText")>>\ Stacy is sure to text you about what happened. <</if>>\ <<if $stacy.timesTrained lt 11>>\ Attending her workout sessions is a great way to get closer to Stacy. <</if>>\ Stacy is holding workout sessions at your home every Thursday evening. <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "GymEmail")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomeGym")>>\ Now that you have a home gym you can invite Stacy over to check it out. <<else>>\ Stacy is looking for a place to host workout evenings. If only you had some sort of home gym. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "EricaEmail")>>\ <<if $mc.fame lt 6>>\ You're sure a fitness instructor like Stacy might become a useful contact as more women start attend BLC meetings. <<else>>\ BLC is now quite popular and more women are interested in improving themselves. Stacy might contact you about it. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "RooftopSex")>>\ Stacy can now come over after noon for some fun. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<switch $stella.happiness>>\ <<case 5>>\ Stella is very happy with you, there is no need to try and make her happier. <<case 4>>\ Stella is largely happy with you, but has some worries. <<case 3>>\ Stella is unhappy with you. <<case 2>>\ Stella is very unhappy with you. <<case 1>>\ Stella is incredibly angry at you. <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.happiness is 4>>\ [[Buy Stella a great gift|Buy Stella a Gift]] <<elseif $stella.happiness lt 4>>\ Stella is too unhappy with you to fix it just by buying her a present. <<if $stella.weeklyHappinessEvent>>\ You have already taken Stella out this week. <<elseif $mc.cash gte 400>>\ [[Take Stella out to talk (-$400)|Happy Stella Dinner]] <<else>>\ You do not have enough money to take Stella out for dinner. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Your Desk]]

What do you want to buy her? <<if $mc.cash gte 3000>>\ <<link [[A Louis Vuitton handbag ($3,000)|Stella Happiness]]>><<set $stella.happiness to 5>><<set $mc.cash -= 3000>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have the $3,000 you need to buy Stella a Louis Vuitton handbag. <</if>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 3750>>\ <<link [[A Prada Overcoat ($3,750)|Stella Happiness]]>><<set $stella.happiness to 5>><<set $mc.cash -= 3750>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have the $3,750 you need to buy Stella a Louis Vuitton handbag. <</if>>\ [[Return|Stella Happiness]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 400; $stella.weeklyHappinessEvent to false; >>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HappinessDinner")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($stella, "HappinessDinner"); $stella.happiness to 4; >>\ You invite Stella out for dinner at a nice restaurant in Brooklyn Heights. She arrives wearing a flattering dress, with a nice handbag that you haven't seen before. <<if $stella.transformLevel is 1>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Dinner/DinnerTransform.jpg" height="600">\ <<else>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Dinner/Dinner.jpg" height="600">\ <</if>>\ You kiss her on the cheek as she arrives, but she's still clearly upset with you. How will you try and make her happier? [[Prepare her for the truth|Charlotte Go Out Stella Dinner Truth]] [[Deny everything|Charlotte Go Out Stella Dinner Deny]] <<else>>\ <<set $stella.happiness += 1>>\ <<sethours 22>>\ You take Stella out to dinner, wining and dining her. You take her to a cute little cocktail bar in Alphabet City before taking a cab uptown to her favorite Thai restaurant. She begins the night upset at you, and defensive of her plans for Charlotte's life. Slowly, but surely, you cheer Stella up. Stella enjoys being a bimbo, so why wouldn't Charlotte? If anything, Charlotte's a natural, she would become one anyway - so some guidance would be useful. By the end of the night you and Stella are joking about her first sessions, but she didn't want to hear about plans for Charlotte's coaching. [[Return|Stella Happiness]] <</if>>\

<<set $tiffany.met to true; $tiffany.dailyEvent to false; $tiffany.happiness to 1; >>\ <<addmins 15>>\ The phone continues to buzz as you receive new messages. You finish washing your dishes, wipe your hands dry, then pick up your phone. You see an unexpected name on your screen, someone you haven't talked to in some time. Tiffany. You open up the thread and see messages from her. hey im in ny i miss u i still hate you but i miss you lol do u want to meet later hit me up im at the standard xxx "Fuck." You hem and haw for about 15 minutes, but in the end you decide to text her back. Hey Tiffany, long time no talk. I'd love to see you. What sort of time? 6 take me for pre-dinner drinks [[Continue|Tiffany Backstory]]

<<set $tiffany.dailyEvent to false>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $tiffany.happiness += 1>>\ <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $tiffany.happiness -= 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<switch $tiffanyChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> u like im on set today wanna touch? <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[You're too far away, I'll just have to touch myself|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ You're too far away, I'll just have to touch myself lol pics? ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> got an interesting client today normally they just want to touch my tits remember when we used to play with cream? <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[You're looking really fucking good|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ You're looking really fucking good Show me more <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src=" <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> 2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> xxx ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... fun you would have cum all over my creamy tits ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 3>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> im so clean! clean clean clean clean clean Tiffany you could eat a twizzler out my asshole lol <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Hold up, lemme go to Costco|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Hold up, lemme go to Costco Gotta get a bargain bucket of Twizzlers hahha dont forget lube ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... its just innocent only cleaning goddddd ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 4>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> felt cute might delete might find a guy to cum all over them <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Why stop at one?|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Why stop at one? Find a football team hahahaha you fucking perv think id choke though im too pretty to die young ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 5>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> in jamaica the beach boys enjoyed this <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Don't get sunburn|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Don't get sunburn Need a hand with the sunblock? no but if you were here you could help me with my frozen margarita hope new york isnt smelly and dirty rofl ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 6>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She doesn't say anything, but it's a link to a cam site. Apparently she's doing a special show. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[You watch|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me links to your cam shows...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ You watch for a few minutes, then send her a thumbs up emoji. ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me links to your cam shows She doesn't respond ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 7>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> gg shoot today never worked with her before she seems nice? tbd tho lets see if she makes me cum lol <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Sure you'll get as good as you give|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Sure you'll get as good as you give An hour later you get a text. def new friend thought the big one had finally hit la ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 8>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> worked last night paid well but small boring cock makes be cry :( like my dumb face? never guess I used to be a better manager than you <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Hahahahaha|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Hahahahaha Feels like an age ago You gotta find bigger dicked clients cant all be as lucky as you xxx ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... your texts are almost as boring as that cock ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 9>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/9.webm" type="video/webm"></video> model shoot today <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Your gym work is paying off|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Your gym work is paying off gym? thought he was called dr yanovic lol jk going every day now ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 10>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/10.webm" type="video/webm"></video> first bg in a while do i look ok to u kinda nervous <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[You look great|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ You look great But you fucking knew that, you're just fishing for compliments never! :) ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 11>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/11.webm" type="video/webm"></video> WOOOOO WOO WOO WOOOOOOOOOO <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Enjoy!|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Enjoy! Where are you? She doesn't respond. ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... fuck you gonna go find someone fun to bone ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 12>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/12.webm" type="video/webm"></video> heading home driving in bikinis is def one of my fav things about living in la <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Knowing your driving it can't hurt|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Knowing your driving it can't hurt Get you out of many speeding tickets? you're such a dick but yes a few ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... because your a pussy or you are worried for my safety ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 13>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/13.webm" type="video/webm"></video> chicago never liked baldies before but this guys ok <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Thought you didn't like to be fingered that aggressively|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Thought you didn't like to be fingered that aggressively lol tough life for a working girl ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 14>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/14.webm" type="video/webm"></video> my ass says hello <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[My dick says hello|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ My dick says hello hello dick iuhasdfklasdnf What was that? the sound of my throat giving your dick a proper hello hahahahaha ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 15>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/15.webm" type="video/webm"></video> hitting the club tonight xxx <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[You're working your fingers to the bone lately|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ You're working your fingers to the bone lately rofl not strip club dumbass club club am i such a slut now that you can't tell the difference wait dont answer that ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 16>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/16.webm" type="video/webm"></video> At the pool today <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Why wasnt I invited|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Why wasnt I invited haha not your girlfriend remember? waters nice though, not too hot, not too cold I like this bikini too dont you like it? you dont even need to answer that we all know youre a tit guy ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 17>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/17.webm" type="video/webm"></video> At the stripclub in uptown tonight <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Didnt even tell me?|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Didnt even let me know! haha you are always busy im in uptown anyway pretty far disss asss though ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 18>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/18.webm" type="video/webm"></video> On the bus <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Where u goin?|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Where u goin? to get some big dick coulda been mine coulda ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <<case 19>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Text/19.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Thinking of you <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[me? :)|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this...|Tiffany Random Events][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ me :) need u now where? in me ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ I'm not sure you should be sending me photos like this... wtf you didnt used to be this boring ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <</switch>>\

<<set $tiffany.dailyEvent to false>>\ u havent been very nice to me lately i thought that it would be good to reconnect i guess i was wrong If you don't apologize, Tiffany will stop texting you. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[I'm sorry Tiffany...|Tiffany Upset][$passageChoice to 1]] [[You haven't been very nice either...|Tiffany Upset][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $tiffany.happiness += 2>>\ I'm sorry Tiffany It's just tough, but I do want to stay in contact with you I'll be nicer from now on thats what i want to hear xxx ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set AddEvent($tiffany, "TiffanyMad")>>\ You haven't been very nice either What makes you think I want to see videos of you sucking cock? What makes you think that I want you to rub all this in my face? Like, you just don't fucking get it, do you? You receive no response. ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened. Tiffany will not send you texts any more.'' [[Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set $tiffany.dailyEvent to false>>\ im really glad we reconnected it feels like... i guess like we turned a corner you know? friends <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Friends :)|Tiffany Happy][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Friends?|Tiffany Happy][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($tiffany, "TiffanyFriends")>>\ Friends :) Hahahahaha You don't often get emojis out of me, don't expect it to be a regular thing Oh I know how to get what I want out of you <img src="images/Tiffany/Friends.jpg" height="600"> LOL ''Your relationship with Tiffany has improved.'' [[Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ Friends? Maybe I'm not really sure how I feel about all this I want to be friends with you, but I'm not sure I can do it if it means having to watch you lick cream of other guys' cocks price of entry babe ''Your relationship with Tiffany has worsened.'' [[Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

Tiffany wasn't always called Tiffany. Tiffany had been your idea. She used to be called Claire, Claire Rogers. You met at your first job out of college, she had been a manager for a different team. When you got promoted to the same level you two became friends, then slowly admitted your feelings for one another. Before the year was out you were living together, and living a life of self-improvement and self-realisation. <img src="images/Tiffany/Meet/Before.jpg" height="600"> She was your first project, your first bimbo. Fake tits, fake ass, fake lips. Blonde, blue eyes. Bimbo perfection. <img src="images/Tiffany/Meet/Model.jpg" height="600"> If you were being honest with yourself, you had to admit she was the only one you truly cared about. The only break up that really hurt you. The past three girls you were basically trying to recreate what you had with her, but it just wasn't - and couldn't be - the same. They weren't as enthusiastic as she had been, and you weren't as invested as you had been. Unlike the others, though, it wasn't your typical assholery that caused it to end. Together you did such a good job, turning her into such a good bimbo, that she outgrew you. She began to spend more and more time in LA and Miami, getting modelling work, stripping at top clubs. Around the time that she started to shoot some girl-girl scenes you began to feel jealous. Instead of talking to her, instead of trying to make it work, you gave her an ultimatum, saying that you didn't really care either way but you just needed some stability. You broke her heart by treating her so casually. She broke yours by calling your bluff. You spend the rest of the day going through the motions, ruminating on your past, waiting to head into the city to meet her. [[Continue|Tiffany Dinner]]

<<sethours 18>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ You arrive a few minutes early, but spy Tiffany across the room, already scoping out the local prey. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You psych yourself up, then walk across the room to her, hoping that she is suitably impressed by your best suit and designer stubble. "Hi Tiffany. You're looking good." She looks up at you with her big blue eyes, shaking a lock of perfect blonde hair over her cheek. She offers you her hand, stands up, and plants a kiss on your cheek. She smells of expensive, fruity perfume and the touch of her lips on your cheek literally takes your breath away. "So do you. I love the stubble, it suits you." You say nothing and just smile a thin smile at her, which she misunderstands. "Don't worry, it's stain, not lipstick. You don't have to rub anything off your cheek!" She sits back down and you pull a low backed leather chair close to her. "Have you ordered a drink yet?" "No. But you can get me a vodka soda." "Still watching your calories, I see. Not going to get something fancier to celebrate our potential reconciliation?" She emits a short, sharp, but happy laugh. "No, no. I'm here for work." "Still in the same line of business?" She nods, but a waiter approaches with two leather bound cocktail menus. You take them, but order a vodka soda and a Lagavulin on the rocks. Tiffany remains silent until he has left. "Yeah, this old dude is flying me off to Morocco for a week. We leave tomorrow but I thought I'd fly in a day early... I told myself I'd see what's up, decide whether to reach out to you if I still wanted to when I got here... But once I'd done that it was gonna happen, you know?" "I'm glad you did. How are you?" She smiles, but shakes her head slightly. "Great, actually. I'm very happy in LA. I had a fiance for a while, but it didn't work out. His daughter was a total bitch, accusing me of being a gold digger." You squint at her and suppress a smile. She catches your eye and you both laugh. "She wasn't wrong, but she didn't know for sure yet!" The tension immediately drops away and she places her hand on your forearm. "Thanks for meeting me. How are you? Honestly, $mc.name, not some happy clappy bullshit." [[Tell the truth|Tiffany Conversation][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tell her everything is great|Tiffany Conversation][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<addhours 2>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ "Honestly? I've been stuck in a rut since we broke up. I'm only just breaking out of it." The drinks come, and you two slowly sip them as you talk about your lives over the past few years. Her time in porn, her aborted gold digging. Your travels around the world after the sale of your business, your apartment. You order one drink, then another. You're just finishing the third drink when the subject turns to your girlfriends. "... I've had a string of girlfriends. Some for a few weeks, but three somewhat serious ones. Always broke up around a year in, though." "You upgrade all of them like you did me?" You look at her wondering how the hell she knew. "You're really lame about IG and FB and snap, but you're not a total dinosaur. I saw." "Yeah, I did." You grin and cock your head at her. "You could say I have a talent for it. Just a shame that I'm always around for the startup phase not the buyout." She laughs, then slightly pulls down her top, better exposing her cleavage. You can't help but stare right at her perfect globes of breasts, and she follows your eyes. "Feel free to stare, you bought them." Before you can stop yourself you blurt out, in a joking tone, "Does that mean I can touch, too?" She stands up. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "We should bounce, but if you're lucky enough and we get an elevator alone you can. Or brave enough to do it in front of some randoms." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Really good, actually. I'm just starting a new business in fact, though I did just break up with a girlfriend. " You force a smile. "She was too young for me anyway." The drinks come, and you two slowly sip them as you talk about your lives over the past few years. Her time in porn, her aborted gold digging. Your travels around the world after the sale of your business, your apartment. You order one drink, then another. You're just finishing the third drink when the subject turns to your relationships. "... I've had a few girlfriends. You know my type." "You upgrade all of them like you did me?" You look at her wondering how the hell she knew. "You're really lame about IG and FB and snap, but you're not a total dinosaur. I saw." "Yeah, I did." You grin and cock your head at her. "You could say I have a talent for it. Just a shame that I'm always around for the startup phase not the buyout." She laughs, then slightly pulls down her top, better exposing her cleavage. You can't help but stare right at her perfect globes of breasts, and she follows your eyes. "Feel free to stare, you bought them." Before you can stop yourself you blurt out, in a joking tone, "Does that mean I can touch, too?" She stands up. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "We should bounce, but if you're lucky enough and we get an elevator alone you can. Or brave enough to do it in front of some randoms." <</if>>\ [[Continue|Tiffany Hotel]]

The elevator comes and, to your joy, it is empty. You two walk in and Tiffany backs up to the wall. "For old time's sake." She pulls down her top. <img src="images/Tiffany/Meet/Naked.jpg" height="600"> You reach out and touch them, and the floors tick slowly past. You bend down and look up at her, you squeeze them and feel the difference between her natural breast and her implants. You feel yourself getting a bit hard and, sensing it, she pulls her top back up. "If I let you have any more fun I'd need to charge you." You laugh and tuck your semi-erect cock into a less visible position in your pants. "What's the going rate for an evening with you?" "$7,000. You'd get the friends and family discount, though. $2,500." You begin to laugh but looking at her face you know she isn't joking. Either about spending the night together, or charging you for it. [[Well...($2,500)|Tiffany Sex]] [[Go Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 2500>>\ You stare at Tiffany and she grabs your hand. "You can wire it to me." You say nothing more, just kissing. You get to the floor with her room and she begins to undress in the hallway. She pulls you through the door, and takes your cock out. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins to suck your cock, and whatever residual hesitation remaining melts away. She starts gently, but after a few minutes you take control and fuck up into her mouth, holding her head down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Getting your money's worth?" You laugh, and she sits down on your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As you slip a finger into her asshole, you look up into her eyes. "Don't you just fucking know it." You toss and writhe around the bed, her on top, her on bottom, from behind. The sheets are tangled and the neighbors disturbed, the room smells of sweat and sex. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Finally you are close and have her on her back. You feel her tits and shut her up by putting your hand over her mouth. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> And, finally, you're done. You're about to come inside her when she sees what's happening. "No! No. On my face." She jumps up, kneels down, and jerks you off onto her face. Your groans fill the room, yielding to a silence that fills your ears. All that you can hear is the honking of taxis 20 floors below, and the wet sound of Tiffany sucking the last drops of cum from your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tiffany/Meet/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She stands up and pushes you down onto the bed before heading to the bathroom. She turns the lights off and neither of you say anything, but as she is about to fall asleep you feel her hand reach out to yours and give it a little squeeze. She drifts off, still holding your hand. [[Go to sleep|Home Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventFinish to false>>\ <<goto [[Home]]>>\ <<else>> <<if $stella.bimbo is 1>>\ <<include [[Stella Session 1]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "Task1Lingerie")>>\ <<include [[Stella Session 2 Lingerie]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "Task1Flirt")>>\ <<include [[Stella Session 2 Flirt]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "Task2")>>\ <<include [[Stella Session 3]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "Task3")>>\ <<include [[Stella Session 4]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "Task4")>>\ <<include [[Stella Session 5]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "ImplantTalk")>>\ <<include [[Stella Session 6]]>>\ <</if>> <</if>>

<<set AddEvent($stella, "StellaRepairEvent"); $mc.cash -= 6; $stella.bimbo += 1; >>\ You arrive but Stella doesn't seem to be here yet. You order yourself a beer and drink a bit of it, before heading to the bathroom. When you return you see Stella at a table with a glass of white wine, looking at her phone. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training1/Talk.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You sit down beside her. "I'm pleased to meet you again, Stella." She looks at you, and the vaguely glassy look in her eye makes you wonder if this is actually her first glass of wine. "I'll try anything once! That's the attitude, right...?" "That is the attitude! And, my name is $mc.name. $mc.name $mc.lastname." She takes a sip of her wine, then gestures with her hands. "So, $mc.name. How shall we begin?" <<if CheckEvent($stella, "Session1Principles") is false>>\ [[Explain to her the principles of bimboism|Stella Session 1 Principles]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "Session1Looks") is false>>\ [[Tell her how a good bimbo looks|Stella Session 1 Looks]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "Session1Sex") is false>>\ [[Talk about the sexual aspects of bimboism|Stella Session 1 Sex]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "Session1Principles") and CheckEvent($stella, "Session1Looks") and CheckEvent($stella, "Session1Sex")>>\ [[Give her her first task|Stella Session 1 Task]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "Task1Lingerie"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaTrainEvent"); AddEvent($stella, "Task1LingerieComplete"); $mc.cash += 150; $stella.bimbo += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You walk into the bar and Stella is sitting at a table in the corner. As she sees you walk in she smiles and does a little finger wave. She stands up as you approach. "Hi $mc.name!" "You're looking good, Stella." She has a glossy red lipstick on. "Good choice on the lipstick." She sits down and beams at you proudly. "Principle One: Pride in your appearance" "What a good student you are! But let's get down to business. Did you buy a new lingerie set? Do you have a photo for me?" She unlocks her phone, and slides it over to you. <img src="images/Stella/Training/Training2/Lingerie.jpg" width="600" alt="Stella's first lingerie shot"> She looks at you, expectantly. You smile as you look at it, then put the phone down on the table. You can tell she wants to lock the screen in case anyone sees, but you ignore her. "Tell me why you bought this set." "Well, I liked the way it was a short cut bustier, and I thought it might make my breasts look a little bigger. I also thought that the cut out in the panties was, well, hot, and I like lace. So I got these." "Why did you choose black?" "I... Uh... Thought it would match my hair." You nod. "How many different poses did you do?" She laughs. "Oh I must have done dozens, I spent nearly two hours in front of the mirror practising. Just like you told me." "Very good. Why did you pick this one?" She leans in, and points to her waist. "It shows off my figure. I may not have the fullest bust or behind, but I eat well and exercise." "Yes. Good thinking." You pick up her phone and begin to offer your own critique. "I think you did a good job here, but I also think you can do better." She looks a bit disappointed, but nods. "OK. How?" "Well, first of all, a better bimbo would have chosen a more joyful lingerie set, or a more sexy one. Black is a bit depressing, no? And lace, while pretty, isn't in-your-face sexy. A good bimbo brings joy, so you should have bought a lingerie set in a brighter colour. Or a sluttier cut." "Is the style good, at least?" "It's a good beginning, and your mind was in the right place when you bought this. In terms of the pose, you did well. It shows off your thin body and nice arms, but in the future I expect you to be bolder. You did a good job, but not the absolute best you could do. Perhaps twist a bit, to show off your ass, or spread your legs to let me see your pussy better." She blushes a little at the word pussy. "OK. I will." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "Task1FlirtComplete")>>\ [[Next Assignment|Stella Session 2 Complete]] <<else>>\ <<set AddEvent($stella, "Task1Flirt")>>\ [[Next Assignment|Stella Session 2 Task Flirt]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "Task1Flirt"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaLawyerEvent"); AddEvent($stella, "Task1FlirtComplete"); $mc.cash += 150; $stella.bimbo += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You walk into the bar and Stella is sitting at a table in the corner. As she sees you walk in she smiles and does a little finger wave. She stands up as you approach. "Hi $mc.name!" She strides over, and you see she's wearing a sparkly pair of heels. "Nice heels, Stella." It isn't an empty compliment, they are nice, and surprisingly bimbo. "Did you buy those recently?" She sits down and beams at you proudly. "Principle One: Pride in your appearance" "What a good student you are! But let's get down to business. Did you manage to flirt with a strange man and have him touch you?" She almost jumps out of her seat. "Yes! I did." Your eyes widen and you laugh at her. "Tell me all about it." "Well, I was at the gym, doing yoga in an emtpy studio. I prefer to have it all to myself when I do that, but I also thought it would be a good place to do my homework. I decided I would really go for it, really do a good job, you know?" "Yes, I do." "So I thought in the studio if a man came in, I could talk to him 1-on-1, get him comfortable, and also flirt shamelessly." "Did it work?" She smiles brightly, then continues... <img src="images/Stella/Training/Training2/Flirt.jpg" width="600" alt="Stella's flirting exercise"> "Yes! I started chatting to him, and was stretching as I made eyes at him. As we talked I complained that I couldn't stretch forward far enough on my forward bend, and how it was always easier if someone helped counterbalance me, to stop me falling forward." You grunt, approvingly. "So he comes over and offers to help me. Not only does he put his hands on my hips, he even kinda touched my ass. Then I did something that I think you'll be really proud of." "What?" She brings her mouth closer to your ear and whispers a naughty secret. "I leaned back ever so slightly, and for a moment I could feel his dick under his workout shorts!" She leans back quickly, and cackles happily. "How fucking crazy was that?" You clap gently. "Bravo, Stella! You exceeded all expectations. How did it make you feel to be so daring?" "Happy... I did it on Wednesday, and the past couple of days I've occasionally remembered it, and I can feel myself smiling just at the memory of it. It made me feel alive." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "Task1LingerieComplete")>>\ [[Next Assignment|Stella Session 2 Complete]] <<else>>\ <<set AddEvent($stella, "Task1Lingerie")>>\ [[Next Assignment|Stella Session 2 Task Lingerie]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "BarSessions"); RemoveEvent($stella, "Task2"); AddEvent($stella, "HomeSessions"); AddEvent($stella, "Task3"); $mc.cash -= 6; $mc.cash += 150; $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ You're back in the bar and, though you are on time, Stella is not. You order yourself a beer, and go and sit at your usual table at the back. You spend the next 10-15 minutes looking at memes on your phone. "$mc.name?" You look up, and standing at the bar is Stella. <img src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Blonde.jpg" width="600"> You mouth proud words at her. "What. The. Fuck." Once she has her drink she comes to the table. She places her handbag down on a chair, then poses, making a cheesy face. "You've gone blonde! And your shirt is unbuttoned so low." She sits down, and laughs. "Are you proud of me? Anyway, don't worry, I know blonde doesn't really work for me. Not yet, at least. But I thought I would try it out. After all, how do I really know what is my absolute best self unless I experiment a little?" You nod, appreciating her logic. "Very, very good Stella. I can see our work together is really having an impact." She smiles brightly, and giggles. "Let's start our session then, shall we?" [[Check Stella's Homework|Stella Session 3 Homework]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "Session1Principles")>>\ "All our work together will be guided by my Principles of Bimboism. They are the cornerstone of my service. There are many kinds of bimbos, and every woman can display their own individuality through bimboism, but every true bimbo still embodies the core principles. Being a bimbo isn't simply about being blonde, or having huge fake tits. It's about living a principled life. Do you understand?" She nods. "I don't think so, but explain." You hand her a laminated business card. "There are five main Principles of Bimboism. I want you to keep this card on you at all times." <img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600" alt="Principles of Bimboism"> You stay silent as she reads the card, and as she finishes and looks up at you, you begin. "Let's talk about what each of these mean, individually, and what they mean as a whole. Read each one aloud, please." She reads the first principle, almost whispering it to avoid anyone overhearing. "Pride in your appearance." "This is simple. It means that you take pride in how you look, and you know that your appearance is one of the most important things about you. Next." "Please those around you." "This is a crucial aspect of bimboism. Good bimbos please those around them. They ensure that the people around them are happy, and they do what they can to make sure that the people around them are happy. A good bimbo gets her happiness not by being selfish, but by being generous." She smiles knowingly, and nods at you. "Next." She speaks more normally now, "Be your absolute best self." "If any one Principle of Bimboism stands above the others, it is this one. It means that however it is that you live, you are living at 100%. It means that if you go to a party, you are not just a friendly person that people enjoy talking to, it means that you are the life and soul of that party. It means that as you focus on your fitness, you don't just run occasionally so that you can run for the train without getting out of breath, it means working out so that you are in peak condition." You lean back slightly. "It also is very literal. It means making sure that your body, your appearance, is the absolute best that it can be. It doesn't mean a shoddy relative best, making your current body and face look as good as they possibly can be. It means being so dedicated to being the best that you will change your body, change your face." Concern flashes across Stella's face, but rather allow her to dwell on it you push forwards. "Next." "Be a source of joy, not stress." "This may seem redundant after the second Principle, but it is actually subtly different. Sometimes it can be stressful for someone to try too hard, too clumsily, to please you. Oftentimes people can subconsciously pick up on other people's stress. Especially in the 21st Century, men don't want a passive geisha who has no depth, no personality, no free will. What this principle means is that a good bimbo lives life gracefully, and does not dwell on problems, but focuses on joy." "Let yourself be taken care of." "A good bimbo knows that life is to be lived for fun, and to leave the boring aspects of life to the other people in her life, who will look out for her and provide for her. A bimbo's life is an exchange, trading responsibility for joy and support. Any questions?" "I... No, not at the moment." [[Return|Stella Session 1]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "Session1Looks")>>\ "The most obvious way you can tell if a woman is a bimbo is by how she looks. I want you to describe for me, Stella, what you think the ideal bimbo looks like." "Long, light blonde hair. Thin. Blue eyes... Big.. Big, fake tits. Long fingernails. Long legs, and a big ass. She wears skimpy clothes, and lots of make up." You hold up your finger for her to wait, as you begin doing something on your phone. Once you found what you wanted, you pass it over to her. "She is what you think the ideal bimbo looks like, right?" <img src="images/Story/Bimbo/Blonde.jpg" width="600" alt="Blonde bimbo"> "Maybe not so many tattoos, but yeah, basically..." You smile at her, encouragingly. "Good. She is, clearly, a bimbo, and a very fine one at that. But what if I told you, there are many kinds of bimbos? Goth bimbos..." <img src="images/Story/Bimbo/Goth.jpg" width="600" alt="Goth bimbo"> "Slutty bimbos..." <img src="images/Story/Bimbo/Slutty.jpg" width="600" alt="Slutty bimbo"> Stella looks around, nervous, clearly checking to see if anyone is looking at you show her these photos. "Asian bimbos..." <img src="images/Story/Bimbo/Asian.jpg" width="600" alt="Asian bimbo"> "Even old bimbos..." <img src="images/Story/Bimbo/Old.jpg" width="600" alt="Old bimbo"> "What they all have in common is that they take pride in their appearance, and strive to be the absolute best that they can. There are as many kinds of bimbos as there are women." [[Return|Stella Session 1]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "Session1Sex")>>\ "Now, there is one sensitive aspect to becoming a bimbo. Sex." Somewhat surprising you she smiles and responds calmly. "I understand." "Sex, after all, is one of our basic needs and wants as humans. If a good bimbo is a woman who pleases those around her, and is a source of joy, then that means fulfilling her role in all aspects of life, including the sexual. Am I making myself clear?" "Yes, crystal clear. Though... Between us...?" You laugh gently. "Don't worry Stella. Our relationship is one of mentor and mentee. We will have to be very open with each other about our sexuality, but we do not have to be sexual with one another. I am not simply doing this to get off." Though, you think to yourself, if you do this well she will want to please you anyway she can. "But there is an additional aspect. Bimbos are supposed to live a life of joy as well as pleasing people. This means that not only are bimbos expected to please those around them, sexually if need be, but a good bimbo also learns to truly enjoy all the tasks they perform to please other people." "But what if I really don't like something?" You shrug. "If there is something you truly don't like, you can work around it. But, generally, a good bimbo learns to enjoy everything that brings joy, even if your only reason for enjoying something is the happiness it brings to others." She looks somewhat put out, but says nothing. "But don't dwell on that too much, Stella. Tell me what you do enjoy." "Sexually?" "Yes, of course. What turns you on, what gets you off?" She takes a deep breath, and says nothing for a moment while she thinks. "I love it when... When someone goes down on me while I am wearing all my clothes." You nod along. "I like it when I get woken up by a hard dick, rubbing into my back." "What do you like most that pleases other people?" She breaks eye contact, looking down into her lap. "I like it when... I like it when I swallow cum, and stare up into a man's eyes. It feels powerful, I guess?" "I want you to describe the last time you did that." She blushes, and looks around nervously. "OK, but come closer, I don't want anyone to hear..." This shyness will have to be trained out of her, but you can address that another time. You can feel her breath on your ear as she whispers into it. "It was my husband, around the time that I started to sense something was wrong. I decided that I would treat him to a blowjob, and then at the end I knelt down..." She hesitates. "Continue, Stella. Don't be embarrassed." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training1/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She whispers even more softly. "I knelt down, and using my hand I jerked him off, into my mouth. I smiled and looked up into his eyes the whole time." She leans back, looking pleased with herself. "Did you swallow?" You say this in a normal, audible voice. She doesn't answer. The poor lamb is too embarrassed. You repeat yourself a little more loudly. "I said, did you swallow?" Wide-eyed, she answers. "Yes, yes. I did, I did." "Good, good. Very good. We can definitely work with that." [[Return|Stella Session 1]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "Session1Looks"); RemoveEvent($stella, "Session1Sex"); RemoveEvent($stella, "Session1Principles"); >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ "So, Stella. Do you want to continue working together?" Stella takes in a deep breath. "Yes... I think I do. I mean, I know I do. I want to see what I can become." You smile, then touch her forearm for a moment. "Wonderful, Stella. I think you have enormous potential as a bimbo. Together we can do great things." She beams, and lifts up her shoulders, trying to show off her inadequate breasts. You make a mental note that, eventually, Stella will need to invest in bigger tits if she is really committed to becoming a bimbo. "So how does it work from now on?" "Every Monday, same time as tonight, we will meet to review the past week, either here or at my workspace." You decide it is best not to tell her that your workspace is simply your home. It's impressive enough, and if you clean before she arrives it should be OK. "You will pay me $150 each session. I will give you a task to do each week, and I expect you to have done it for the next weekly meeting. Think of it as homework, similar to what you hand out to your students." You continue, as she nods along thoughtfully. "During the week, feel free to reach out to me with any questions, or for encouragement. I may also reach out to you, either to meet and provide extra coaching, or to assign you further tasks." "OK, that sounds great. What's this week's task?" You lean back and realise that you haven't thought this far ahead. You think up something on the spot, quickly... [[Have her buy new lingerie, and send you photos of herself in it|Stella Session 1 Task Lingerie]] [[Have her flirt deliberately and obviously with a stranger|Stella Session 1 Task Flirt]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "Task1Lingerie"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; >>\ "The first Principle of Bimboism is 'pride in your appearance'. I want you to go out, and buy a new set of lingerie that you love." "OK" "I then want you to try out a variety of sexy new poses, and send me a photo of the pose that you think looks best. We will discuss it next week." She smiles at you. "OK. I can do that." [[Go Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "Task1Flirt"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ "The second Principle of Bimboism to 'please those around you'. This week, I want you to find a man you don't know - any man you want - and flirt with him shamelessly. I want you to flirt with him until he touches you, even if he simply reaches out and touches your hand. Can you do that?" She looks somewhat doubtful, but she agrees. "Yes, I think so." "Good. I want you to then write down what happened, and we will discuss it next week." [[Go Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if _randomDay is 1 and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaRepairEvent") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] isnot "Monday">>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Stella|Stella Train Event 1][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif _randomDay is 2 and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaTrainEvent") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] isnot "Monday">>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Stella|Stella Train Event 2][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif _randomDay is 2 and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaLawyerEvent") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] isnot "Monday">>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Stella|Stella Lawyer Event][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaPhotoshoot")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() lt 16>>\ Stella can't do the photoshoot until she finishes work at 4. <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 20>>\ It's too late to do the shoot, the studio closes at 8. <<else>>\ [[Stella's First Photoshoot|Stella Photoshoot]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolSex")>>\ [[Stella comes over to talk about getting fired|Stella Fired]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AnalTraining") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] isnot "Monday">>\ [[You pass Stella in the hall|Stella Anal Training]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "AnalTrainingFinal") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Saturday" and $gameDate.getHours() gte 16>>\ [[You settle down for a quiet evening|Stella Anal Final]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaRepairEvent")>>\ Hi $mc.name! Can you help with a little problem I'm having? The maintenance man at my school won't fix my air conditioner. He says because students aren't attending (summer...) that we can just deal with it and the repairs can come out of next year's budget. I've tried my usual methods, but I thought I might, I dunno... Bimbo it. Thanks! Stella <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Show off how hot you are|Stella Train Event 1][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tease him|Stella Train Event 1][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $stella.exhibitionist += 1>>\ Stella - Try and win him over by letting him see quite what an effect the broken A/C is having on you. Wear your normal clothes, but strip down as much as you are comfortable with. Jacket off, blouse buttoned low, shoes off. Etc. - $mc.name The next day you receive an e-mail in reply. Hi $mc.name! I followed your advice. No luck. He came round, and I had my blouse almost open to my bra (!!!), but he didn't agree to fix it. If anything I think it may have been counterproductive, as he knocked on my door and looked slightly disappointed that I was fully dressed today, then mentioned that he might have to stop the windows opening so widely - for "safety reasons". At least I've made a new friend! ''Stella is now more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Return|Stella Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $stella.slut += 1>>\ Stella - Tease him a little bit. You've tried using your verbal persuasive skills, so it might be time to try your physical persuasive skills. Don't promise anything, at least not anything you're not willing to follow through on, but I think at this early stage of your development it will do you good to learn how powerful mere suggestion can be. - $mc.name That evening you receive an e-mail in reply. Hi $mc.name! I followed your advice. It's getting fixed next week! I made sure to catch him at lunch and, sitting in a quiet corner of the cafeteria, I talked to him about dating. Old stories from when I was younger. Listening to his stories I made sure I paid a lot of attention, and I, like, tried to act sexy. Which is hard eating a shitty NYC DoE lunch but I must have been OK! He did knock on my door today, though, wanting to have lunch again. Perhaps I've made a new friend? ''Stella is now more of a slut.'' [[Return|Stella Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "JamesCall")>>\ The number isn't in your address book, but the number has a 650 area code. It's been a while since you got many calls from the Bay Area. "Hello?" "Hello $mc.name, long time... Well, long time." It's James. Your old partner? Your old backer? Your old mentor? It's complicated, but not all that long ago you two had an incredibly close working relationship. You two fell out over the sale of your startup, with James wanting to focus on expansion. Which was easy enough for him to say, given he wasn't the one doing the hard work. <img src="images/Misc/James.jpg" height="600"> "Very long time. You've moved out West now?" "Yeah, it was a long time coming. Better opportunities out here, plus the winters don't suck." "Yeah, so I hear." You let the issue drop there, and there's silence on the line. James clears his throat. "So, uh... I bet you're wondering why I called." "You might say I'm curious. Wasn't sure you'd want to talk to me again." "Yeah... Yeah... I mean... Look, I'm gonna level with you $mc.name, I don't really want to be making this phone call. But remember before the big one, you'd set up that company Bartleby?" A note of confusion crept into your voice. "Yeah...?"// "You still own it, right?" Even more confusion. //"I mean, I guess? I wound it up years ago but I never actually sold it on or anything." You hear James let out a short, and quickly interrupted, sigh of relief. "Well, that's good to hear. I want to buy it from you." "What? Why?" James doesn't say anything and you can sense he's weighing up whether to try and bullshit you, but he knows you too well. You're too curious, and you'd say no to his deal just out of pig headedness until you found out the truth. "One of the ventures I'm sponsoring out here has met with some, shall we say, legal issues. The case is strong, but it would limit court time and lawyer fees if we owned Bartleby's intellectual property." You chuckle. "So now you want me to cash in and sell a company." James clears his throat again. "Yeah... Funny old world, huh?" [[Continue|James Call Choice]]

"So, will you sell Bartleby to us?" "I would prefer not to." James laughs despite himself, and you continue. "But I'll hear you out. What's your offer?" "15k." "A month?" "Uhhhhh...." "I'm joking. But make that 25k and that could potentially work... Though... What about licencing it to you? Say for $1,600 a month?" "Exclusive licence might work, but two year term. And no more than 20k up front, it'll be cheaper for us to front the appeal contingency then." "OK. Let me think. Your e-mail still the same?" "Yes, it is, but I think we should - " Click. You hang up the phone. Leave him to stew a bit. You stare out your window, looking at the city skyline as you consider your next moves. On the one hand, James is in a tough enough place that he called you. But, on the other hand, you know he's clinical about finances. You have no reason to doubt him in thinking that the lawyers' fees are $20,000, making that your max. Really, you think to yourself, your only choice is whether to take a lump sum or give them exclusive licence for Bartleby's intellectual property. [[Take the $20,000|James Call Cash]] [[Take the $1,600 a month|James Call Income]]

<<set $mc.cash += 20000>>\ James - $20k. Send the papers over and wire me the cash. - $mc.name By the end of the day the papers are with a courier and the cash is on its way into your bank account. [[Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $mc.income += 400>>\ James - $1,600 a month for the licence. Send the papers over and wire me the first payment on Monday. - $mc.name By the end of the day the papers are with a courier and the standing payment is set up. [[Return|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "Task1FlirtComplete"); RemoveEvent($stella, "Task1LingerieComplete"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTasks"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskPanties"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNaked"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNeighbor"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskErrands"); AddEvent($stella, "MasturbateEventFirstTime"); AddEvent($stella, "Task2"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ "So, what's my homework this week, $mc.name?" "What is the third Principle of Bimboism?" She looks at the ceiling, trying to remember. "Be your best self." "Close, but not quite. Be your ABSOLUTE best self. This week I want you to visualize what your absolute best self is. I want you to be able to describe how you look, how you act, what you do. You will find a photo of a woman who comes as close as possible to that ideal. You will put it on a letter sized print out, and then we will discuss it next week." "I can do that." "Good. In addition, I think you have reached a point now where you could do with some occasional, extra coaching. Keep an eye on your e-mails for any new tasks." "Of course, $mc.name. Thanks so much, I think it's going so good so far." "I'm glad to hear that. Goodbye, Stella. See you next week." Stella gets up to leave, and as she heads through the bar you can see she is, a bit clumsily, trying to add extra sway to her behind as she walks. What a perfect first client, you think to yourself. ''You can now assign Stella midweek tasks, which will turn her into a bimbo faster.'' [[Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

"The second Principle of Bimboism to 'please those around you'. This week, I want you to find a man you don't know - any man you want - and flirt with him shamelessly. I want you to flirt with him until he touches you, even if he simply reaches out and touches your hand. Can you do that?" She looks somewhat doubtful, but she agrees. "Yes, I think so." "Good. I want you to then write down what happened, and we will discuss it next week." [[Go Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

"The first Principle of Bimboism is 'pride in your appearance'. I want you to go out, and buy a new set of lingerie that you love." "OK" "I then want you to try out a variety of sexy new poses, and send me a photo of the pose that you think looks best. We will discuss it next week." She smiles at you. "OK. I can do that." [[Go Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaTrainEvent")>>\ Hi $mc.name! There's a attractive man who lives near me who's always taking the same train as me into the city. I don't really want to 'get to know him', but if I'm being honest he's started to pay more attention to me the past couple of weeks. How can I keep that going, without creating an awkward situation? Thanks! <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Sit opposite him and give a tiny show|Stella Train Event 2][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Stand near him|Stella Train Event 2][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $stella.exhibitionist += 1>>\ Stella - Do you get on far enough out that there are still seats? If so, just sit opposite him and make sure you wear a dark short skirt, with bright (pink?) panties. Cross and uncross your legs. Don't be brazen, I know you're not ready for that, but if he thinks he can see something interesting by paying close attention to you - well, then he'll pay close attention to you! - $mc.name A few days later you receive an e-mail in reply. Hi $mc.name! It worked! He finally ended up sitting opposite me, and now he's shuffled down the platform a bit. He's always near me and, when he isn't glued to his phone, he's trying not to be glued to me. xxx ''Stella is now more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Return|Stella Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $stella.slut += 1>>\ Stella - Simple. When the train gets busy, just stand next to him. Brush up against him, maybe be 'clumsy' and bump up against him when the train brakes. Even if nothing is said, he'll feel more comfortable looking at you once you've already been in close contact. - $mc.name The next day you receive an e-mail in reply. Hi $mc.name! I did what you suggested, I even had my ass up against him for a few seconds, but I'm not sure it worked. Maybe I scared him off... Whatever it was, he's moved further down the platform now. Thanks anyway ''Stella is now more of a slut.'' [[Return|Stella Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaLawyerEvent")>>\ Hi $mc.name! I've got a joint meeting with my lawyer, my ex, and his lawyer later. How should I dress? Part of me wants to make sure that I'm taken seriously, but another part of me wants to use a little of what I've been learning to make an impression. And make Greg jealous... Thanks! <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Dress provocatively|Stella Lawyer Event][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Dress the same, but flirt with his lawyer|Stella Lawyer Event][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $stella.exhibitionist += 1>>\ Stella - Dress up for the occasion! By which I mean, of course, let a little bit of your new self show. Bright colours? Sure! Somewhat revealing top? Even better. As you progress with this, as you progress with your transformation, you'll face a lot of moments like this where you will have to decide how to dress and how much to let on. I advise that you always dress and present the most truthful, confident version of yourself. - $mc.name The next day you receive an e-mail in reply. Hi $mc.name! I wore bright red heels, a short black skirt, a low cut shirt, all with this very cute tight blue suit jacket. It made me feel a million dollars, and I am sure that Greg's lawyer was having a hard time focusing on the negotiations. I'm not sure whether it had any impact on the divorce proceedings, but I know Greg's jaw dropped a little when I walked in. Thanks so much! ''Stella is now more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Return|Stella Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $stella.slut += 1>>\ Stella - Forget the clothes, have a little fun! How do you think Greg would feel if he saw his own lawyer enjoying your company? - $mc.name That evening you receive an e-mail in reply. Hi $mc.name Thanks for the advice, but I'm not sure it was the best idea. I tried to flirt a little with Greg's lawyer at the beginning, but it clearly wasn't working. After the negotiations Greg whispered to me as he walked past that his lawyer is gay, 'so womp womp'. Thanks ''Stella is now more of a slut.'' [[Return|Stella Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Sleep Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskPantiesComplete")>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Stella|Stella Additional Panties Complete]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNakedComplete")>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Stella|Stella Additional Naked Complete]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNeighborComplete")>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Stella|Stella Additional Neighbor Complete]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskErrandsComplete")>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Stella|Stella Additional Errands Complete]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "ImplantOperation")>>\ [[Your phone buzzes with a message from Stella|Stella Post Op Text]] <</if>>\ <<if $stella.weeklyEvent and CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFired") is false and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Sunday" and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Saturday">>\ <<if $stella.exhibitionist gte 15 and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper") and CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolTease") is false>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Stella|Stella School Tease]] <<elseif $stella.exhibitionist gte 17 and CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolTease") and CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFlash") is false>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail marked URGENT from Stella|Stella School Flash]] <<elseif $stella.exhibitionist gte 20 and CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFlash") and $stella.happiness gte 5 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFifthLesson") and $charlotte.pornCount isnot 9>>\ [[You're woken up in the middle of the night by your phone...|Stella School Sex]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

You decide that Stella needs some extra coaching. You open up your laptop and send her an e-mail instructing her to... <<if $stella.bimbo lte 22>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress")>>\ Stella is already working on an additional task you assigned her. <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskPanties")>>\ [[Go without panties for a day|Stella Additional Panties]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNaked")>>\ [[Answer the door naked|Stella Additional Naked]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNeighbor")>>\ [[Do something nice for your mean neighbor|Stella Additional Neighbor]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskErrands")>>\ [[Dress like a slut and run errands|Stella Additional Errands]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $stella.bimbo gt 15>>\ <<if $stella.transformLevel is 1>>\ [[Help me masturbate|Stella Titfuck]] <<else>>\ [[Help me masturbate|Stella Masturbate]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ Stella is not enough of a bimbo yet to help you jack off. <</if>>\ [[Return|Your Desk]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskPanties"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskPantiesComplete"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); >>\ Stella - I'm assigning you a little midweek homework. Go all day wearing no panties, but making sure to wear a short skirt. Reply with a report once you've completed the task. - $mc.name ''You will need to go to sleep, and check your e-mails when you wake up, to complete these events.'' [[Return|Stella Additional Tasks]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNaked"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNakedComplete"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); >>\ Stella- Another assignment for you. Easy one, but I know it's something you've been having difficulty with. Answer the door naked. - $mc.name ''You will need to go to sleep, and check your e-mails when you wake up, to complete these events.'' [[Return|Stella Additional Tasks]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNeighbor"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNeighborComplete"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); >>\ Stella- Easy task today. You know that creepy, grumpy neighbor you hate? Do something that makes him happy. - $mc.name ''You will need to go to sleep, and check your e-mails when you wake up, to complete these events.'' [[Return|Stella Additional Tasks]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskErrands"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskErrandsComplete"); AddEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); >>\ "Stella- Dress like a slut when you do your errands today. Like, very slutty, I want people to be able to see your ass cheeks. - $mc.name" ''You will need to go to sleep, and check your e-mails when you wake up, to complete these events.'' [[Return|Stella Additional Tasks]]

<<addhours 1>>\ "You called, $mc.name?" Stella walks in and she's dressed casually, but as soon as the door closes she begins to strip down, like the good bimbo she is. "I want you to help me again." She smiles and turns around to show you her ass. "Like last time?" "Pretty much, but think a little higher. And newer. Lie down on the sofa, face up this time." Stella laughs and does as she's told. You feel her breasts and play with her nipples. Once your dick is hard you take it out and begin to rub it on her new tits, feeling her firm fakeness with your soft tip. She begins to move around, squeezing them around your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Titjob/Titjob1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Can I... Can I do more? Do you want me to just sit here?" She looks expectantly at you and you nod, and she sticks out her tongue and begins to lick the tip of your penis. "Mmmmmm..." She gets on her knees and begins to lick your dick all over. Softly flicking her tongue up and down your shaft, gently taking your balls into her mouth. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Titjob/Titjob2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She plays with you for half an hour, just exploring your dick as you grope her tits. Very slowly - but very surely - you approach orgasm. You bend down, and as she rubs your dick on her nipples, you kiss her, then whisper in her ear. "Lean back, Stella." Stella leans back and looks up at you as you jerk off. "Cum on me. Paint me, $mc.name. Paint what you helped me buy." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Titjob/Titjob3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Spurt after spurt of cum shoots out of your dick, and Stella shakes her tits for you. Once you're done Stella lets out a low, happy groan, and begins to masturbate herself. Within seconds she comes too, a shaky, abrupt orgasm that leaves her red in the face, your cum dripping down from her tits onto her legs. <<if $stella.trainingComplete is false>>\ <<if $stella.bimbo lt 35>>\ <<set $stella.bimbo += 2>>\ ''Stella is now much more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Stella is now too much of a bimbo to be further transformed by letting you jack off on her.'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Return|Stella Additional Tasks]]

<<if CheckEvent($stella, "MasturbateEventFirstTime")>>\ Stella- Drop what you're doing, and come over. Now that you're ready, it's time for us to take your coaching up another level, and for you to learn how to please me. - $mc.name <<else>>\ Stella- I want you to come over once again when you get this e-mail. We need to ensure you have fully absorbed the lesson on pleasing me. - $mc.name <</if>>\ [[Stella Arrives|Stella Masturbate 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskPantiesComplete"); RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; >>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/NoPanties.webm" type="video/webm"></video> $mc.name, I did as instructed. I can't believe it, but I even went to work like this! Obviously, I made sure that none of my students ever saw anything, and I felt quite nervous in class. But the rest of the day, I was... Well. It was so exhilarating. I felt so free, so happy. I ended up touching myself when I was alone in the teachers' lounge. I was only really upset that I couldn't show off to everyone. - Stella [[Return|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNakedComplete"); RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; >>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Door.webm" type="video/webm"></video> $mc.name, I'm really sorry about this, but I have to admit I chickened out at the last minute. I had undressed and ordered some food delivery, but when he rang the buzzer for my apartment... I... Well, I have to admit, I rushed to my bedroom and put on lingerie. It was sexy, but. I'm sorry to have disappointed you. Stella [[Return|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskNeighborComplete"); RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/DVD.webm" type="video/webm"></video> $mc.name! You will be so, so proud of me. As much as it made me cringe a little, I made Sancho down the hall very happy. I saw him coming into the building with a small black bag, and I struck up a conversation with him. One thing led to another and we were inside his apartment, and as he was getting me a glass of water, I decided to look what was inside the small bag. Sancho, it seems, has something of an oral fetish. It was a bag of porn DVDs! Who even buys DVDs anymore? When he came in, he was shocked, really embarrassed, and more than a little angry. But I was nice to him, and we actually talked about the DVDs. Stella [[Return|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskErrandsComplete"); RemoveEvent($stella, "AdditionalTaskInProgress"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; >>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Lingerie.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hi $mc.name, I did as you asked. At first I was pretty happy. I wore this really revealing bodysuit that barely covered me down there. I did my makeup, straightened my hair - Principle One! - and put on jewellry. But when I got outside I was really embarrassed. Guys yelled at me when I was walking to the supermarket, and one even said I had tits like a boy. Once I got to the store I became happier, though. I went to one a little farther away than normal, but they still know me. The deli counter guy only charged me for my sliced cheese, and not the cold cuts. When I walked home I was a lot happier, with a bounce in my step, and I swear that this was reflected right back at me. I even did a little wiggle in front of an old guy sitting outside the bodega! He smiled at me like I had made his year. Stella [[Return|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<addhours 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "MasturbateEventFirstTime")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($stella, "MasturbateEventFirstTime")>>\ Stella arrives and you buzz her up. Her looks are mixed. She's wearing decent makeup, and her crop top is skimpy, but she's dressed rather casually. You suppose you can't criticize her too much for that, not yet, given you did just order her to come over and she came running. She looks nervous. "$mc.name, when we began this I said that I didn't want to be made to..." "Don't worry. You are going to help me come." You let the words linger in the air, and her eyes widen. "But just by letting me look at you while I masturbate. Is that OK?" She nods, then replies. "OK. I suppose it isn't that different from what we've done before." You lead her onto the bedroom, where there are various panties strewn across the bed. "I want you to pick a pair, and then show off for me." She takes off her jeans and panties, and as she does you take out your cock. She snatches occasional glances at it, at you, but focuses on putting on the panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Change.webm" type="video/webm"></video> When they're on, she turns to face you, to give you a better view. You're getting hard now. "Good, Stella. Good." "Now. Give me a show." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She gets on the futon you have, and goes down on all fours. She begins to rub her ass, and talk dirty. "Do you like this, $mc.name?" "Call yourself a bimbo." "I'm learning to be a good bimbo, right? I'm learning how to please you?" You grunt, and you begin to feel your dick throb. The tip of your dick is leaking pre-cum, and you see Stella staring at it. She stands up. "I..." She looks at your dick, and you keep stroking it. You're not sure whether she's going to drop to her knees and suck your cock, or whether she's going to run out of the room, crying. In the end, neither. "Here, I think you need to clean off the tip of your dick." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Underwear.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She gestures with her panties, and you step closer. You wipe the top of your dick on the panties, and then tap it just above her pussy. "Let's go back here, so I can continue the show." She moves about, and spends the next few minutes talking dirty to you. She spreads her ass cheeks and you can see the star of her anus, the edge of her labia. Then she lies face down on the futon. "You can't touch me, this is just a show. But get closer." You do as she says, and you're straddling her, still jerking off. "Stella, I think I'm about to..." "Come on me. Come on my ass. It's what you really want, right?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> That's all she has to say. She lifts up her ass slightly, as if she's presenting it to you and right then you feel yourself coming. You see the cum all over her ass, and the pretty pink panties she chose to wear. You finish coming, and Stella looks back at you. "Very good job Stella, you exceeded expectations today. I'm very proud of you." She smiles brightly, then shrugs. "I figured why not, right? You'd like it, I'd like it... Though I think I will stay here while you get me some tissues, I don't want to stain your futon." <<else>>\ Stella bounces into the room with a little bag slung over her shoulder. She smiles at you and gives you a cheesy wink. "I'm not late for practice, am I?" "You're happy today." "I am! It's been a good day. I got a free coffee this morning from the bodega guy just for blowing a kiss at him, and I get to unexpectedly see you." You chuckle, and you two chat about your days before you lead her into your bedroom. You two keep talking as you take your dick out of your pants. She looks at it, but continues to chat about her day. "Pick a pair of panties." She takes off her jeans and panties, and as she does you take out your cock. She looks at your dick, but focuses on putting on the panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Change.webm" type="video/webm"></video> When they're on, she turns to face you, to give you a better view. You're getting hard now. "Good, Stella. Good." "Now. Give me a show." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She gets on the futon you have, and goes down on all fours. She begins to rub her ass, and talk dirty. "Do you like this, $mc.name?" "Call yourself a bimbo." "I'm learning to be a good bimbo, right? I'm learning how to please you?" You grunt, and you begin to feel your dick throb. The tip of your dick is leaking pre-cum, and you see Stella staring at it. She stands up. "I..." She looks at your dick, and you keep stroking it. You're not sure whether she's going to drop to her knees and suck your cock, or whether she's going to flick it just to giggle and watch it bounce about. In the end, neither. "Here, I think you need to clean off the tip of your dick." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Underwear.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She gestures with her panties, and you step closer. You wipe the top of your dick on the panties, and then tap it just above her pussy. "Let's go back here, so I can continue the show." She moves about, and spends the next few minutes talking dirty to you. She spreads her ass cheeks and you can see the star of her anus, the edge of her labia. Then she lies face down on the futon. "Remember, you brought me over just to give you a show. Your rules, $mc.name, so no touching. But get closer." You do as she says, and you're straddling her, still jerking off. "Stella, I think I'm about to..." "Come on me. Come on my ass. It's what you really want, right?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/AdditionalTasks/Masturbate/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> That's all she has to say. She lifts up her ass slightly, as if she's presenting it to you and right then you feel yourself coming. You see the cum all over her ass, and the pretty pink panties she chose to wear. You finish coming, and Stella looks back at you. "Very good job Stella, I see you really have absorbed my lesson on pleasing men. I'm very proud of you." She smiles brightly, then giggles. "I don't think that's the only of yours that I've absorbed." <</if>>\ <<if $stella.bimbo lt 25>>\ <<set $stella.bimbo += 2; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ ''Stella is now much more of a bimbo.'' ''Stella is now more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Stella is now too much of a bimbo to be further transformed by letting you jack off on her.'' <</if>>\ [[Return|Stella Additional Tasks]]

"Have you done this week's homework, Stella?" "Yes, of course." She twists slightly in her chair and pulls out a glossy, printed photo. A few weeks ago this would have embarrassed her beyond belief, but today she only looks around quickly before placing it on the table in front of you, for all to see. <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform1.jpg" height="600"> "Tell me what you see here, the things that you see and know you will share when you are your absolute best self." "Well." She begins to count off reasons on her fingers. "She has beautiful dyed red hair. She has striking make-up. She has a beautiful, elegant face. Her clothes not only flatter her body, but show it off too." "Very good. This photo is a bit too conservative, I'm sorry to say, so I suppose you will just have to tell me about your ideal body." She twists in her chair again, and smiles a lopsided smile. "I thought you might say that..." She pulls out another photo, and lays it on the table. <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform2.jpg" height="600"> "Tell me why this is your ideal body." "She has thin, strong arms, like I already have. She has a tight stomach, and long, thin legs. She even has a cute little belly button piercing. Most of all, though, she has huge, womanly breasts. Perfect, firm, round breasts, with perfectly sized nipples." Her eyes linger on the photo, and then she looks up at you with a big grin. "It's the nipples I like the most." "How do you think she felt here, looking into the camera?" "Happy? Free? Perhaps she thought about the people that would enjoy looking at this photo. Do you like looking at her?" "I do. You chose well, I think she is an excellent example for you to follow. Tell me, what is your ideal pussy like?" She was getting too confident, she was too far ahead of your planned curve and you decided to put her back in her place. Her voice drops. "My ideal... pussy?" You drop your voice too, but add a tone of harshness. "I told you to detail every aspect. Did you not do that? What does her pussy look like?" "I did, I did what you told me." "Then show me. You must have checked." She pulls out her phone, and shielding it with her hand she pulls up a new photo. She hands it over to you, but you make a point of not obscuring anyone's view of what is on her phone. <img src="images/Stella/StatTransform3.jpg" height="600"> You look at her, and smile. "You made an excellent choice." You slide the phone back to her. "Describe her pussy, describe this photo." She tucks her hair behind her ears and answers your question. "It's... Neat, I suppose. It's inviting, and pink. It looks like it tastes good." Stella begins to forget her nervousness, and even taps her phone screen to stop it going black. "She looks happy here. She's presenting her breasts, for people to enjoy." "Do you want to be able to do that, some day?" "Maybe." "What would you do, if you had her tits?" [[Continue|Stella Session 3 Fantasy]]

"I'd want someone else to enjoy them with." "Principle Four: Be a source of joy, not stress." Stella ignores you, and her phone screen goes blank. She stares at an empty patch of wall a couple of feet above your head. "I'd show them off, teasing men with them..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Boobs.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I'd take a man home, a man I want to treat. I'd tease him even more... I... I'd begin to oil them." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Oil.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I'd get them really oily, just swimming." She's only describing her fantasy, but you can picture it, and you can feel yourself getting hard under the table. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Play.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I'd use them to please him." You can feel your cock begin to throb. "Tell me how you would start." "I'd begin by rubbing the tip of his penis on my perfect, oily nipples. I'd be happy." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Cock.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Then I would put them between my tits, and begin to jerk him off, just using my tits." "That's often called a titjob, you know." She is still ignoring you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Titjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Then..." "Then?" She's silent. You notice that her hand has slipped down underneath the table, and you can see her arm twitching slightly. [[Make her finish her story|Stella Session 3 Story]] [[Tell her to go to the bathroom, and not to return until she has come|Stella Session 3 Bathroom]]

<<set $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1 >>\ "Stella, finish your story." She looks at you, and tries to get a word out. "Stella, I am ordering you to finish your story." Her arm keeps twitching slightly, but she continues "I get on my knees, and I put his dick between my tits. I look up at him, looking him right in the eye, and I can feel how hard he is." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/POV.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I tell him how good it feels, and I ask him if I'm being a good girl." Fuck, you think to yourself. What have you created? "I ask him that, I tell him I want him to cum on me, I tell him I want him to make me dirty. I tell him how happy I want him to be, and how happy I will be when his cum adds another layer to my oily, dirty tits." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She stops talking, but you don't push her, as you see her shudder slightly. "And then he comes, all over me." You look at her, eyes wide. Before you can ask her anything, she giggles, and continues. "Then, of course, I eat his cum." You collect yourself. "Impressive fantasy, Stella." She smiles. "I know, right? Of course, it is just a fantasy. It's not like I could ever do something like that." [[New Assignment|Stella Session 3 Finish]]

<<set $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ "Stella, I can see you touching yourself." She stops, and looks at you wide eyed. She looks around, shocked at herself. "I am giving you a new, and immediate assignment. You are going to go to the bathroom, and you are going to masturbate while thinking about being titfucked. You are not to leave that bathroom until you are done, do you understand?" She nods, and then gets up quickly. You time her, and as the minutes pass all you can think about is cumming all over the big, oily, fake tits of Stella's bimbo ideal. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training3/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Eventually, she returns to the table, looking flushed. You grab her right wrist before she can sit down, however. You lift it up to your face, and you smell her fingers. It smells sweet, and slightly salty. "Good. Thank you for doing as you were told, Stella. Tell me how you masturbated." She looks slightly embarrassed, but she does as she is told. "I went into the far stall, furthest from the door. I put down the toilet seat, then I lifted my skirt up." "Then what?" "Then... I began to rub my clit, just like I was doing when we were sitting together." "What else did you do?" "I... I stuck two fingers inside myself. It always makes my orgasms more powerful..." "Did anyone walk into the bathroom when you were there?" "No, thank God." [[New Assignment|Stella Session 3 Finish]]

"You've done very well this week, Stella. I'm very proud of you." She smiles proudly. "Thank you, $mc.name." "This week, I'm not going to ask you to do anything new for your homework." She looks a little confused, and a little disappointed, but you continue. "Did you dress like this to work?" She shakes her head, and laughs. "Like this? No." "Well, that is your homework for this week. Perhaps not this exact outfit, but this week is a week for consolidation. I want you to take what I have taught you, and what you have practised on your own, and begin to integrate it into your current life." She glares at you. "I, no.. I..." You smile at her, in an almost deliberately patronising way. "Stella, Stella. Did you really start doing this just to have it be a part of your private life? Bimbos, good bimbos, are not ashamed. All of what you're learning is to change your life, your whole life, all for the better. Is that not what you want?" "Yes, but it's too soon, I don't know if I can..." You look directly in her eyes. "Just try. I expect you to write a short diary, only a few sentences, each day, describing what you began doing that day, and what the impact was." She nods. "OK, $mc.name. Guess the least I can do is try." "Good. Next week, we will be meeting at my workspace, where I also live. Same time, same day. New place." She tilts her head at you slightly, but you don't think she's too worried. As you both stand up, she kisses you on the cheek before she leaves. "Thank you, $mc.name. I'll try my best for you." [[Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "Task3"); AddEvent($stella, "Task4"); $mc.cash += 150; $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ The buzzer goes, and when you press the intercom you see Stella is outside. As she walks up the stairs you tidy up a few last things. Your apartment hasn't been this clean in months. The doorbell rings. "It's unlocked!" She walks in, and opens her mouth in only partially affected shock. "$mc.name! What an amazing place!" <img src="images/Locations/Home/Apartment.jpg" width="700" alt="Your apartment"> You smile in faux modesty, then gesture towards your open plan kitchen. "Can I get you anything? A glass of wine, perhaps?" "Yes, white please." "Come." You walk over to her, and offer her your hand. You see that today she is wearing high heels, and though she is walking well you can tell she is having to concentrate on not falling over. You wonder how long she had has them on for. You lead her to your sofa. "Sit here, I'll be right back" Heading to the kitchen you can see Stella's head turning this way and that, soaking in the room. You pour two glasses of white wine, then head back to the living room. "Here you are." You hand her the wine, then sit at the opposite end of the sofa from her. "Thank you." "So, tell me about your week." [[Continue|Stella Session 4 Principles]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "Task4"); AddEvent($storyData, "CosmeticSurgeon"); AddEvent($stella, "ImplantTalk"); $mc.cash += 300; $stella.bimbo += 2; $stella.exhibitionist += 2; $stella.slut += 2; >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ ''BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZ-BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ'' It's 6pm exactly. On the intercom you see Stella standing outside, and you buzz her up. You go to the kitchen and pour two glasses of white wine, which you carry over to the sofa. "Hello $mc.name! And oh my God, thank you for the wine!" "In a good mood are we?" She jogs over carefully, essentially tiptoeing in her heels. She kisses you on the cheek, and takes a glass of wine from your hand. She has some shopping bags in her other hand, which she puts on the floor by the sofa. You sit down on the sofa, and pat the seat next to you. She plops herself down. "I. Have. Had. Such. A. Week." "Tell me all about it. Did you do your homework?" She giggles and slaps her thighs. "Of course! But wait, let me show you something I just bought. Tell me if you like it." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/9.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What do you think? I think it matches my hair, and it makes my ass look amazing, right?" You nod, and beckon her closer to you. You're amazed that she's just showing her ass to you like this now. "I think you look great." "But let's take care of business. Start with what you did to bring joy to a stranger." [[Hear about her week|Stella Session 5 Flirt]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "ImplantTalk"); RemoveEvent($stella, "HomeSessions"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaPhotoshoot"); $mc.cash += 150; >>\ It's that time of the week again, and you follow your usual routine. By the time she arrives you are already sitting at the sofa with the wine, and you simply hop up to buzz her in. As the door opens, you turn around and see that she's wearing a long raincoat. "Have we been jacking off in bushes in the park?" She laughs. "No, but we have been shopping again!" "You were supposed to be figuring out your finances..." She admonishes you. "Don't be a party pooper, I'm not here to be stressed, am I?" You think to yourself that she does have a point there. She goes over to the wall, and then drops the raincoat. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training6/Lingerie.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She beams at you. "The necklace is old, but the swimsuit is new. My daughter bought one just like it, and I thought I'd get one too!" "You look great in it. Turn around." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training6/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You pinch her, and touch her. "I couldn't help myself." She giggles. "Have you been working out?" "A little more than normal", she concedes, but you can see she looks proud that you've noticed. She takes you both back to the sofa, and picks up her wine. "I went over my finances, like you told me to..." She shrugs, and sighs, then continues. "I have $4,000 I can spend on enhancement. Which means I am $8,000 short." "That's not too bad, not too bad at all. I've been doing some thinking, and I've come up with some ideas of what you can do." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "CharlotteWork") is false>>\ [[Stella works for you|Stella Session 6 Work]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingIntro") is false>>\ [[Top Floor|Stella Session 6 Stripping]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaEscort") is false>>\ [[Escorting|Stella Session 6 Escort]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaLoan") is false>>\ [[A loan from me|Stella Session 6 Loan]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "CharlotteWork") and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingIntro") and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaEscort") and CheckEvent($stella, "StellaLoan")>>\ [[Tell her about Photoshoot|Stella Session 6 Finish]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaPhotoshoot"); AddEvent($storyData, "Advertising"); $mc.cash -= 500; $mc.fame += 5; $stella.bimbo += 4; $stella.cash += 300; >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ You arrive at the building, and check the sign in the lobby. The photo studio is on the 8th floor, and you take the elevator up. After checking in with the staff, you pay the $200 fee for renting the studio and the camera, then you head into the studio to set up. <img src="images/Locations/PhotoStudio.jpg" width="700"> The last time you were in a professional studio was when you were in college. To give you time to set up, and shake off your rusty skills, you asked Stella to come about an hour later than you. By the time she arrives, you're confident that you can get the shots you need. You hear a knocking behind you, and Stella is standing there. She's only wearing a casual summer dress, but her hair is straightened, her make-up is done, and she as a jewellry box with her. "Hello, Stella." Stella smiles and jogs up to you, kisses you on the cheek, and then gives your rear a cheeky pinch. "Is the make-up good, $mc.name?" "Yes. Did you bring the outfit? You decided to start with a relatively conservative, but very flattering outfit. "I did! Let me get changed." Without caring at all about you being there, she heads to the small make-up station and undresses. She slides into a tight red dress, and puts on her various pieces of jewellry. "It's lucky I have these pearls, they match the dress perfectly. Shall we begin?" [[Start the shoot|Stella Photoshoot Photos]]

Stella bends down to grab her handbag, and you notice that it is different from before. Last week she had carried a large, practical black leather handbag, but this week you see that it is smaller, made of brown leather with a prominent buckle. "I see you've upgraded your handbag." She leans towards you, and smiles. "It wasn't the only thing I upgraded. I also think you'll be proud of me, I put a lot of thought into this week's assignment. Not too much, of course. I am learning to be a bimbo, right!?" She cackles briefly at her own joke, then pulls a sheet of paper out of her bag, and begins reading aloud. "On Sunday, I started simple. The first Principle of Bimboism is 'pride in your appearance', and so I spent all Sunday on my beauty regimine. I plucked, I waxed. I moisturized, I facialized." She winks at you here. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Makeup.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "The second Principle of Bimboism is to 'please those around you'. On Monday I had the cable guy scheduled to come, and I decided to make his day a little brighter. I had been chopping carrots, and I decided to give him a little show." She shrugs here. "It was spur of the moment, and I worried it might look stupid, but he seemed to enjoy it." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Tease.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "The third Principle of Bimboism is to 'be your absolute best self'. This was the toughest, by far, of my daily changes. On Tuesday I decided to work towards my ideal self, and start wearing the clothes that I really want to wear. All day, wore a skimpy little, short dress." You look at her with eyebrows raised in disbelief. "When you were teaching, too?" She looks away slightly embarrassed. "Yes, though I did try and spend as much class time as possible sitting behind my desk. I think the guys enjoyed it, though." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "The fourth Principle of Bimboism is to 'be a source of joy, not stress'. The cable guy had still not fixed my problem, and I had to be on the phone half the evening fixing it. I could feel myself becoming stressed, and I could feel this stress showing itself in my voice. I decided to make myself feel joy, and hope that this joy spread to the man helping me." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Masturbate.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "The fifth Principle of Bimboism is to 'let yourself be taken care of'. This was the most risky of the changes, but also the one I enjoyed the most. My daughter's friend -" You make a mental note to yourself that Stella has a daughter "- is visiting from college, and was in the shower. She must not have heard me get home, because she was showering with the door open. I let her take care of me, by giving me a little show. Perhaps I have applied this rule too broadly?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Spy.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She folds up the paper. You smile at her, and lift your glass to toast her. "You're right, Stella, I am very impressed. But what about today?" She clinks her glass against yours, then beams a bright smile at you. "Well, I thought that to say thank you for all your help, I could find some way of pleasing you?" [[Have Stella try on lingerie for you|Stella Session 4 Lingerie]] [[Have Stella show you her ass and tits|Stella Session 4 Strip]]

<<set $stella.bimbo += 1>>\ "I think that's a very good idea. Let me have a think." You take a sip of your wine, and you ponder. Stella extends her back, and waits for you with a smile on her face. You stand up, and go to your bedroom. You have a set of lingerie, untouched, that you had bought for one of your prior girlfriends. She was roughly Stella's proportions - before, that is, you bought her implants. You unwrap it, and lay it out on your bed, before returning to the living room. "On my bed you will find a set of lingerie. I want you to put it on, and then come out here and show it off for me." She smiles, and nods, then walks off to the bedroom. You watch her ass sway as she goes, and you can feel your dick tingle. After about 10 minutes, she steps out, walking to a quiet, empty corner of your apartment. You stand up to get a better view. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/LingerieWalk.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Her ass looks amazing, and you congratulate yourself on your choice of lingerie. She gives you a smouldery look, then to your surprise she begins to pull down her panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/LingerieTease.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She's just teasing you, though, and pulls them back up. By now your cock is growing harder and harder, and the imprint of your erection is clearly visible through your trousers. Stella makes eye contact with you, then smiles. She begins to undo her bra, and to lower it... <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/LingerieStrip.webm" type="video/webm"></video> But she walks over, and holds it to her chest with her left arm. She whispers in your ear. "Think how much more you will enjoy it when you actually get it." Then she brushes her fingertips over your rock hard cock, before walking back into the bedroom to change. [[Next Assignment|Stella Session 4 Finish]]

<<set $stella.bimbo += 1>>\ "I think that's a very good idea. Let me have a think." You take a sip of your wine, and you ponder. Stella extends her back, and waits for you with a smile on her face. "I want to see your ass, and your tits." She smiles, and cocks her head to the side. "Just like that?" "Just like that." Stella stands up, and comes to stand in front of you. She slides the straps off her dress, then lets it drop straight to the floor. You see that she's waring a garish pink bra and panty set, with black stockings held up by a garter. You immediately feel your dick begin to tingle. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Dance.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She steps close to you, so that she is standing right over your lap, but she doesn't touch you. She pulls down her bra, and plays with her nipples. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Boobs.webm" type="video/webm"></video> By now your cock is fully erect, and it's sticking up from your lap. She looks down, sees your erection, then looks you in the eye. She turns around, then pulls down her panties, leaving them on the floor with her dress. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Display.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She bends over again, putting her ass inches from your face. She jiggles it with her hands, and turns slightly to give you a glimpse of her neat, slit of a pussy. She turns back around to face you. "Does this please you, $mc.name?" You drag your eyes away from her neatly shaved little tuft of pubic hair, and look into her eyes. "Clearly." She laughs, then begins to put her dress back on. She picks up her panties and considers what to do for a moment, before throwing them onto your erect cock like a lasso. "I thought you might like to keep those." [[Next Assignment|Stella Session 4 Finish]]

You adjust your pants and push your semi-erect cock into a more comfortable position. "Well, Stella. You've excelled yourself this week. If ever you look back on this process and see a turning point, this week was it." She bumps up and down excitedly. "Thank you so, so much! I won't lie, I've found some of it tough, but I agree. I feel so much more different this week than last. I feel so much better, so much happier, so much freer." "Have men begun to pay more attention to you?" "Yes! That's the best part. I get more doors held open for me, I get men offering to carry my groceries. I have had to deal with a few more creeps but..." She shrugs, then smiles widely. "It's worth it!" "I'm glad you like the extra attention, because your assignment for this week is to show off, to draw attention to yourself. I want you to do one thing that will please and bring joy to a stranger, and then I want you to plan something that you will do next week at our session that will please and bring joy to me. Do you understand?" She's already staring off into space, thinking. "Stella?" "Yes, of course. I can't wait!" She virtually runs out of the apartment, but kisses you goodbye on your cheek. [[Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

Stella trots over to the sofa, and sits next to you. "So! You know how I've been having so much trouble with my cable and internet, right?" "Yep." "Well it turns out that I was too far from the box, or whatever. Doesn't really matter, but they sent someone out to fix it on Sunday. My plan was that I'd greet him at the door in my lingerie, and see how he responded. If he was nervous and upset, I'd be a good bimbo and let him just do his work, but if he seemed interested I'd give him a little show, you know?" "Very thoughtful of you, Stella." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Well, he was a little nervous, but I could tell he was interested. I showed him into the living room, where he was gonna run a new cable underneath the window sill." She smiles, and giggles. "When he was working, I took off my bra, and then walked over to ask him a question!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "He was shocked, but really happy. At first he only looked at my tits occasionally, but I told him he could look all he wants. I even turned around so he could see my ass." You almost cry out. "Excellent, Stella!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Then, when he was done, I brought him a glass of water. I sat him down for a bit, then I asked him some questions about himself while I gently played with his hair, and leaned over him with my tits out." "Was he happy?" She nodded. "I think so. He couldn't stand up for a bit, he was too embarrassed about that, but I think he'll look back on that day as a good day." [[Continue|Stella Session 5 Show]]

"And the second part of your assignment? The prepared show for me?" She sounds impatient. "Yes, yes $mc.name. We're doing it in your office, and I am afraid that I don't want you there while I prepare, so I am kicking you out to your bedroom." She stands up, then shoos you away. "Off you go." You do as your told, and sit in your bedroom for a few minutes, looking at your phone. Stella calls from the office. "You can come out now!" You step out and she's changed into the outfit of... Well, a slutty secretary. A white blouse, buttoned low. A tight, short, pencil skirt. Black heels. Your office chair has been pushed back to the middle of the room, and she gestures to it. She guides you, a little happy laugh in her voice. "Sit there, please." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins to undress, and gives commentary as she does so. "With this I not only wanted to do something that would please you, but I also wanted to be my absolute best self. I spent a few days really thinking about what to do, and I decided that it would be best if I gave you a show you really weren't expecting. One that will make you very proud of me." She bends over, and spreads her cheeks. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Does my ass look good? I bet you're wondering how tight my asshole is..." She does this for a while, rhetorically asking your opinion on each part of her body, as she describes it. Then she hops up on the table, and your eyes widen as she takes out what looks like a big, pink truncheon from your drawer. "Where on earth...?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> To your even greater surprise, she doesn't begin to work its tip on her pussy, but her asshole. Evidently she sees your surprise. "Surprised? Disgusted? Shocked by your trainee bimbo?" It's clear her ass is tight, and it seems that Stella didn't think far enough ahead to bring lube. She improvises, however, and begins to masturbate furiously, ending up sopping wet. Using this, she lubricates the dildo, and slides it into her ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She gently slides it in and out. "I'm just too tight to do anything else", she explains, almost apologetically. She adjusts her position, so that her ass is almost in your face, then begins to masturbate as she slowly slides the bumpy red dildo into her ass. "I just need to stretch myself out, I guess." She continues to masturbate until the new dildo is half the way in, then she comes. Her eyes close and her face flushes, she leaks and drips down her leg. Once she comes she pulls the dildo out most of the way, then poses for you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Look at me. Have I pleased you? Have I brought you joy, and taken away your stress?" She laughs, knowingly, the dildo still in her ass. "Yes, Stella, you have. In fact, I think the beginning phase of our coaching is over." [[Continue|Stella Session 5 Implants]]

While Stella cleans up, you head to the kitchen and pour two more glasses of white wine. You think to yourself that Stella has been doing an amazing job, and it is time that you proceed to the next phase of coaching: consolidating the progress, and making permanent changes. "I've cleaned your office for you." She's still naked, but without a care in the world she comes to the sofa and begins to dress, this time in the leotard she had bought earlier. "I thought I might wear this out today, though I'll put on a short skirt too." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training5/10.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "As I said, Stella, I'm really impressed with your progress. I think you've really internalized the Principles of Bimboism, and now it's time to start thinking of how to build upon those achievements." "Thank you, $mc.name. It means a lot to hear you say that. I could never have done any of it without you, you know." You smile at her, and place your hand on your shoulder. "It means a lot to hear that from you, too." You drop your hand and sit on the sofa. "But the next steps will mean that whatever steps you've taken so far to conceal your transformation will be impossible to continue doing. The world will know you are a bimbo, or at least becoming one. Are you ready for that?" She sits down, one tit still hanging out of her leotard, and looks at you. "Yes, I think so... I mean. It's what it's all for, right? And I feel better than I have in a very long time. Since our second or third session I've barely thought about my ex, and to tell you the truth I only really started doing this to make him jealous." She laughs, then pulls up her other strap, covering both her breasts. "It's silly, really. Why was I so attached to someone, to something, that brought me so little joy?" She looks into your eyes. "So yes, I'm ready. What's the next step?" "Enhancement." You point at her chest. "You're beautiful, but your tits... Well, they just aren't good enough. That is not the absolute best you can be, is it? People have even said you have the chest of a boy, right?" Stella looks sad, and squirms about self-consciously. "Yeah..." "Remember the assignment when you had to describe your ideal bimbo? Do you remember how glorious, how big her tits were? The next step is for you to buy breasts like that. I know a guy, an excellent doctor in Manhattan, who can make you look exactly like your ideal bimbo." She smiles now, but tilts her head to the side. "How much?" You grimace slightly. "Well, that's the issue, isn't it? You can't cheap out on this, so it will be roughly $12,000." "''$12,000?!?'' I don't have that kind of money, how can I afford that? I've got a daughter at home, I've got to..." "Calm down. Let's approach this in order, OK? Tell me how much money you have to spare." "I don't know, let me figure out." You nod. "OK, you do that. Next week, come with a figure of how much you can spend on it, and we can work together to figure something out." You look her and down, consciously eye fucking her. "It would be such a shame if you do not become your absolute best self." She winks back at you, and twists slightly on the sofa to better show off her ass. ''You can now visit the cosmetic surgeon.'' [[Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<addhours 1>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Subway/CosmeticSurgeon.jpg" width="600"> You walk into the lobby and see your trusted cosmetic surgeon Dr. Yanovic leaving a consulting room. "$mc.name! My best customer! How are you, are you looking to get any work done?" Dr. Yanovic laughs hard at his own joke. "Of course not!" Though his voice gets serious for a moment, and he earnestly continues. "That said, if you were going to transition, you know I am your man." <<if $stella.transformLevel gte 1 and CheckEvent($yanovic, "AdvertAgree") is false and CheckEvent($yanovic, "AdvertReject") is false>>\ [[Dr. Yanovic's Office|Doctor Yanovic Office][$passageChoice to 1]] <<elseif CheckEvent($yanovic, "AdvertReject")>>\ [[Dr. Yanovic's Office|Doctor Yanovic Office][$passageChoice to 2]] <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1 and $natalie.transformLevel is 1 and CheckEvent($yanovic, "Discount") is false>>\ [[Dr. Yanovic would like to meet with you|Meet Dr. Y]] <</if>>\ <<if $stella.transformLevel is 0>> <<if $stella.cash gte 12000>>\ [[Stella buys her new tits|Stella Big Implants Check]] <<else>>\ Stella does not have the $12,000 to buy her new tits. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "SecondImplants")>>\ <<if $charlotte.cash gte 20000>>\ [[Charlotte Goes Full Bimbo|Charlotte Transformation 2 Check]] <<else>>\ Charlotte does not yet have the $20,000 she needs to get more work done. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "VisitDoctor")>>\ [[Introduce your mom to Dr. Yanovic|Sofia Implants Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "Surgery")>>\ [[Take mom to surgery|Sofia Implants Surgery]] <</if>>\ [[Return|Subway]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $yanovic.met to true>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Subway/YanovicOffice.jpg" width="600"> The nurse tells you that Dr. Yanovic is in his office, and takes you down the hall to his office. She knocks on his door, sticks her head in and lets him know you are here. You hear a booming welcome from inside the room. "$mc.name!" You walk in, and take a seat on a pleather patient chair in front of his desk. "Hello Dr. Yanovic, how are things?" "Good, $mc.name, good. Have you come to arrange another operation or to discuss other business?" You smile and let out a quiet laugh. "No operations planned yet, so other business it is. You said you had a proposal for me?" Dr. Yanovic pushes his plush office chair away from his desk and begins to gesture in broad, wide movements. "I hear that you have a new business, yes? And that we may have a similar client base?" You cough and realize that you had never told him about this. "Yes, that's right. I am the founder of, and first life coach for, Bimbo Life Coaching." You shrug dismissively, then continue. "To be honest, business is going well but we are still meeting in a bar backroom, and I only have one individual client." "Interesting.. Very interesting." There's a moment of silence as Dr. Yanovic looks out of the window, onto the street. "What were you-" Before you can finish Dr. Yanovic interrupts you. "I was thinking we could do each other a little favour, perhaps? It seems likely that your clients might be interested in my services some day, and it seems likely that my clients might at least be curious about your services. Perhaps we could distribute some literature at each others place of business?" "You scratch my back, I scratch your back?" You consider it. On the one hand, it probably would give you new clients and raise your profile, but equally it could diminish your brand, to cooperate with a surgeon so quickly. [[Yes|Yanovic Yes]] [[No|Yanovic No]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Subway/YanovicOffice.jpg" width="600"> "Changed your mind, $mc.name?" [[Yes, let's work together|Yanovic Yes]] [[No, not yet|Yanovic No]] <</if>>\

!WARNING This decision is permanent, and will alter the images that appear for Stella. [[Get the implants|Stella Big Implants]] [[I'll wait|Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set RemoveEvent($yanovic, "AdvertReject"); AddEvent($yanovic, "AdvertAgree"); $mc.fame += 2; >>\ <img src="images/Locations/Subway/YanovicOffice.jpg" width="600"> "Sure, I think that's a great idea. I'll send over a small stack of pamphlets for you to put in reception." "Excellent! I think this could be the beginning of a very fruitful relationship." Dr. Yanovic winks at you. [[Continue|Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set AddEvent($yanovic, "AdvertReject")>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Subway/YanovicOffice.jpg" width="600"> "I'm afraid not, at least not yet. I think it's a good idea in the long run, but I don't think my own brand is developed enough yet to begin marketing for other businesses." Dr. Yanovic pulls a face and shrugs, but then smiles at you. "Well let me know when you are ready. I really think we could have a very productive relationship." [[Continue|Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<img src="images/Locations/Subway/CosmeticSurgeon.jpg" width="600"> <h2>Dr. Yanovic</h2> Dr. Yanovic is a cosmetic surgeon and old acquaintance of yours. He has provided services for a nubmer of women in your life. <h4>Events</h4> <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1 and $natalie.transformLevel is 1 and CheckEvent($yanovic, "Discount") is false>>\ Dr. Yanovic would like to speak with you. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($yanovic, "AdvertAgree") is false and CheckEvent($yanovic, "AdvertReject") is false>>\ You should give Yanovic an answer about working together. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "CharlotteWork")>>\ "You can work for me. I can't pay you all that much, but there are various things you can do, that we can do." "Like what?" "You can clean my house, you can cook my dinner." "I can be your servant?" She laughs. You look at her. "You can please me, and I can please you. Plus, there's other work, I'll be wanting to increase my profile and if you help me with that I'll pay you." Her eyes wander slightly. "I have enough trouble trying to keep my place clean, thanks to my daughter..." [[Your Daughter?|Stella Session 6 Charlotte]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingIntro")>>\ "With your new skills and attitude, I'm sure you can get some work as a stripper. It would be two birds with one stone, on the one hand you can earn money, and on the other you can become even more comfortable with your true self, even more aware of how you can please men." She thinks about it, but looks nervous. "Perhaps. I am a teacher, so I have to be careful..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StrippingDiscuss.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I know a club, and some of the strippers there. I can arrange for one of them to talk to you? My friend Rebeca is very nice, and will help you if I ask." Stella smiles, but is noncommital. "OK! Take me there some night to meet her. I'll decide then." [[Return|Stella Session 6]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "StellaEscort")>>\ "I know a way that you can make money very quickly..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Jessyka/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She gives you a harsh look. You shrug. "Look, call girls, they earn -" "No! Absolutely not. I'm not taking those kinds of risks." [[Return|Stella Session 6]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "StellaLoan")>>\ "Of course, the quickest way would simply be for me to loan you the money. I am a rich man." She looks at you, with one eyebrow raised. "I'm sure we can find a way for you to repay me, one way or another." Stella laughs, but says nothing. "Either way, though, I won't be willing to lend you the money until you find some way - any way - of earning extra cash." [[Return|Stella Session 6]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaEscort"); RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaLoan"); >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ "Anyway, there's something I can pay you $300 for this week, if you want. I need to take some photos for the Bimbo Life Coaching website, and I want to use you." You don't tell her, that as your only client, you don't have much choice. "OK! I can do any day after 4pm, just let me know! What kind of photos will we be taking?" "Ones that show off your progress, but nothing that will get you in trouble, I promise." "What if I want to get in a little bit of trouble?" She giggles, and then gets up to leave. "See you then." [[Home|Stella Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<img src="images/Charlotte/Stat1.jpg" width="600"> "Does she work?" Stella looks a bit sad, then hesitates for a moment, before continuing. "No, she doesn't. She just finished school, and she was going to go to college this fall but..." "But?" Stella sighs. "Charlotte just wants to have fun, she's a young girl in the city, you know?" Stella gestures to you, to herself. "It isn't like I don't get where she's coming from." You think for a moment, and you can hear the kitchen clock ticking, silently. "Perhaps I can help you." "You want to help turn my daughter into a bimbo too? I don't think that I would..." You laugh, somewhat too forcefully. "No, no. Perhaps she can work for me sometimes. I can pay you for the work she does. That way she can learn some discipline. I'll pay the same to you as if you had done the work, you can decide if you share it with her or not." Stella nods, looks like she's considering it very seriously. [[Return|Stella Session 6]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Sleep Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Stella Events]]>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "CharlotteWork")>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Stella|Stella Charlotte E-mail]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaButtplug") and $stella.weeklyEvent and $charlotte.analTraining gte 7>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Stella|Charlotte Stella Buttplug][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "CharlotteWork"); AddEvent($stella, "CharlotteFirstVisit"); $charlotte.trust to 1; >>\ Hello $mc.name, Things rather blew up with Charlotte. If she's not going to college, and is so insistent that at 18 she can make her own decisions, then she is going to pay rent if she wants to keep on living with me. Without a job, that means working off her rent by working for you. I'll send her over whenever you want. Good luck! ''Charlotte can now work at your home.'' [[Home|Charlotte Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

"I've been practising my poses at home. I started looking at these videos online on how to pose. I'm not sure I've got it down perfectly, yet, but I think it'll really help me if I keep at it." She gives you some standard poses. She does look a little awkward, but she is brand new at this. "Very good Stella, if you keep that up you'll be a wonderful little bimbo model. Shall we get to work?" You walk over to the camera, and gesture for her to stand next to the chair you have on set. "Just start simple, a few standing shots." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Photoshoot1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You cycle though various looks. She stands alone, she stands behind the chair, she sits in the chair. After about 30 minutes you stop. "That's great. Now, let's go through those same poses again, but this time I want you to focus on being your best bimbo self. Can you do that for me?" She smiles, and narrows her eyes. "I think I got that." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Photoshoot2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You take some photos, and then notice that not only is Stella wearing no panties, but she is flashing the camera. "Stella, you know that I can see your pussy, right?" She giggles, and tilts her head at you. "So?" "If I can see it, the camera can see it." "You told me to focus on being a bimbo. Am I doing a bad job?" You sigh, realising that her bimbofication has taken on a momentum of its own, but continue. "Don't complain if you don't like these photos after." She picks up where she left off, and you start shooting again. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Photoshoot3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can feel yourself getting hard now, and between shots Stella is looking right at your cock, the imprint of which is clear in your shorts. She puts on a confused face. "$mc.name, I can't quite get this pose right. Can you come and help me?" [[Help Stella with her pose|Stella Photoshoot Sex]]

You walk over to her, in full knowledge that she is lying. "Here, help me angle my hips." As you reach down, she begins to rub your cock through your shorts. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Sex1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She twists her head, and whispers in your ear. "I've been practising other things, too.." Before you can even reply, she's pulling down your shorts. "Take off your shirt. Let me see all of you." She drops to her knees. She beams up at you. "I just... I can't help myself. I've been practising on my dildo for nearly two weeks, but I just... I need..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Sex2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She shuts herself up by throwing her head onto your cock, and she stays there sucking and gagging with each bob of her head. You decide to take control. You are the Life Coach and she is the Bimbo, after all. "Get on the chair." You slide into her easily. She's dripping wet, and delightfully tight. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Sex3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You fuck her on the chair, you fuck her on the floor. You pull her by her hair and make her call your name. You don't care who hears. "$mc.name!" "Louder!" "$mc.name! $mc.name! Oh fuck, $mc.name, fuck me, FUCK ME!" You feel that you're close, and not wanting to impregnate her, you pull out. You grab her by the throat and push her to the floor. "Smile at me. Do it." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Sex4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She smiles up at you, and you look down into her eyes as you come all over her face. Spent, you flop down on the floor. The door opens, and you see an angry member of staff in the doorway. "What in the fuck... Get out! Get out immediately!" You begin to collect your belongings, but Stella simply sits on the floor, rubbing your cum into her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Photoshoot/Sex5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Get up, Stella, we need to go." [[Run out of the photostudio|Stella Photoshoot Finish]]

You two run out of the studio, Stella still topless, your cock still hanging out. Jumping into the elevator you begin to pull your clothes on in front of a shocked and very embarrassed old lady. As it opens, you both run out of the elevator, through the front door, and onto the street, laughing. After a couple of blocks you stop, and both rest up against a brick wall, catching your breath. She looks at you. "You got us into trouble there" You splutter defensively. "I did? It was you who-" She giggles, then touches your chest. "I needed that." "You did look like you enjoyed yourself." Your mind clears, and you return to the world slightly, and you frown a little. Stella looks a bit guilty. "I didn't mean to ruin the shoot. You don't have to pay me if you don't want to, I know that..." "It's alright, I made sure to grab the memory card before we ran out. I'll still pay you. Just gotta let me have the first feel of your new tits once they've healed. Deal?" She laughs, throwing her head back. "Deal." You take out your wallet and give her the $300 in cash. "Anyway. I gotta go home, do some work on the website. I don't think we need regular sessions anymore, but I know we'll stay in touch." As you go, Stella kisses you on the cheek, and you think to yourself how funny it is that you've fucked this woman, that you've cum over her ass, and watched her shove a dildo up her ass - but you haven't kissed her on the lips. With the photos of Stella you now have new options to advertise Bimbo Life Coaching. [[Home|Stella Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600" alt="Principles of Bimboism"> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCWebsite") is false>>\ <<link [[Make Bimbo Life Coaching website (10hrs)|BLC Marketing]]>><<set AddEvent($storyData, "BLCWebsite")>><<addhours 10>><<set $mc.fame += 1>><</link>> <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCGoogle") is false>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 1000>>\ <<link [[Make Bimbo Life Coaching ads on google search (-$1,000/6hrs)|BLC Marketing]]>><<set AddEvent($storyData, "BLCGoogle")>><<addhours 6>><<set $mc.fame += 2>><<set $mc.cash -= 1000>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough money to make and advertise online. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "PamphletsStella") is false>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 2000>>\ <<link [[Make Bimbo Life Coaching pamplets with photos of Stella (-$2,000/6hrs)|BLC Marketing]]>><<set AddEvent($storyData, "PamphletsStella")>><<addhours 6>><<set $mc.fame += 2>><<set $mc.cash -= 2000>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough money to make and print pamphlets featuring Stella. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "PostersStella") is false>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 5000>>\ <<link [[Make Bimbo Life Coaching posters with photos of Stella (-$5,000/8hrs)|BLC Marketing]]>><<set AddEvent($storyData, "PostersStella")>><<addhours 8>><<set $mc.fame += 4>><<set $mc.cash -= 5000>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have enough money to make and print posters featuring Stella. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($yanovic, "Discount") and CheckEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideComplete") and CheckEvent($storyData, "MagazineAd") is false>>\ <<if $mc.cash gte 4500>>\ [[Make Bimbo Life Coaching Magazine Ad(-$4,500/8hrs)|Yanovic Advert]] <<else>>\ You do not have enough money to make the Magazine Ad. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Return|Your Desk]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventFinish to $false>>\ <<goto [[Home]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingIntro")>>\ [[Introduce Stella to Rebeca|Stella Stripping Intro]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingStart") and $stella.transformLevel is 0>>\ [[Stella's First Shift|Stella Stripping Pre-Transform]] <<elseif $stella.transformLevel gte 1>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingStart")>>\ [[Stella's First Shift|Stella Stripping 1]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingTraining")>>\ [[Stella's Second Shift|Stella Stripping 2]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingFinal")>>\ [[Stella's Third Shift|Stella Stripping 3]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper")>>\ [[Stella Goes to Work|Stella Stripping Job]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingIntro"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaLoan"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingStart"); >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ Stella is wearing the slutty, tiny dress that she wore for one of your first assignments. As you guide her to a table near the front, she explains. "I remember how confident it made me feel, and since then..." She pauses, as you pull out her chair. "Since then, I wear it when I think I'll need to make myself be brave." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/Training4/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Enjoy the show, I'm going to find Rebeca." She looks around giddily, eyeing up each stripper in there with an appraising eye. She looks jealously at the women with big, fake, tits, and you realise that you made a good choice bringing her here to meet Rebeca, instead of somewhere else. Here Stella can see what she is working for. You head straight for the bouncer at the rear. "Is Rebeca around? I'm one of her regulars, $mc.name." "She's just in the back. I'll let her know you're here." You return to the table, and you talk with Stella assessing the strippers. Her favourite, by far, is a tall, red head, with a big athletic ass and big fake tits. The bouncer returns. "Rebeca asked that I put you in one of our private rooms, she will meet you there." [[Follow the bouncer|Stella and Rebeca Meet]]

The room is a sofa, with a glass wall opposite. There is a curtain, but it isn't drawn, allowing you to look out into the club. You and Stella chat, looking at each other, until you hear knocking on the glass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/RebecaIntroduce.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Rebeca walks in, laughing hard. "Did you enjoy that, papi?" She looks at Stella. "Did you bring me someone to play with? Is this your girlfriend?" Stella stares wide eyed at Rebeca, clearly intimidated, but she answers for you. "No, I'm his client." "His client?" She sounds incredulous. You spread your hands to explain. "I run Bimbo Life Coaching, we teach women on how to truly live the life of a bimbo." You gesture towards Stella. "Stella is one of my most promising clients, and I told her you could be very helpful. She's interested in becoming a stripper." Stella looks right at you, and continues looking at you rather than Rebeca. "What $mc.name means is that I have some questions about..." You zone out, as you notice that there is a strand of cum on Rebeca's chin. She follows your gaze, then quickly scoops it up with her fingertip, before licking it off. She shrugs, innocently. "...so I thought it would be best to ask a friend of his, to see whether I would work out." Rebeca sits down. "What do you want to know?" [[Continue|Stella and Rebeca Talk]]

"Are you happy working here?" She smiles. "Yes, very. There are some creeps, and some guys smell a bit, but... I make a lot of money, and I have a lot of fun." "Do people ever recognize you in public?" "I don't know, maybe?" She makes an exaggerated shrug. "It's not like a look, or dress, quietly. I dress to get stared at, so who the fuck knows why any one person is staring at me?" Stella nods, and you can see her accepting the logic of that. A bimbo dresses like a bimbo to get stared at - what worry is it why some people may be doing that? "How do you maintain such a confident act all the time, day in, day out?" Rebeca emits a dismissive laugh. "Ha! An act? Oh, chica, this ain't no act." Stella looks at her skeptically, but her face softens. She looks around the club. At Rebeca, who winks at you. At you, who smiles at her. At the lithe women working the stage, raking in the dollars. "How are you so confident?" "$mc.name, stand up." You stand. "Watch this, Stella." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StrippingDemonstrate.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Rebeca pulls up her top, exposing her big, fake tits. She pulls down her leggings, showing her ass and pussy, before shoving it in your face and spanking it. She paws at your crotch, touching your erect cock. "See that? If I can do that in, what, eight seconds... How could I not feel like I own the world?" She pushes you back down into the sofa. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/StrippingDemonstrate2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She takes off her shirt right over you, and you gawp up at her. "Let me clean you off papi, you got some dribble on your face." [[Continue|Stella and Rebeca Finish]]

Stella is standing to the side, slack jawed and wide eyed. "Teach me." Rebeca shrugs. "Lemme think..." She looks off as if she's pondering, but you know she'll do it. "I'll do it, if you give me your tips the first three nights you work, deal?" "The first three nights I work?? I just want to..." "Chica, you learn by doing. You've got a great face and a nice ass. With the money you make here you can get yourself some real tits, and start making some real money. We gotta deal?" Stella looks put out, but agrees. "We got a deal." "Drop by whenever the club's open, I should be around." Rebeca walks up to Stella, and puts her finger under Stella's chin, lifting it to examine her face closely. "Huh." Rebeca leaves, and you and Stella look right at each other. Maybe, you think, Rebeca should be the one running Bimbo Life Coaching. ''Now that Stella has a way to earn extra money you are willing to lend her cash, which can be done from her journal page.'' [[Home|Stella Strip Club Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<addhours 1>>\ As you get closer and closer to Top Floor, you see that Stella is becoming more and more nervous. As you walk up the avenue, about to turn onto the block where the stripclub is, Stella stops. "I... I don't think I can do this. Not yet." "What?" "I really want to, I promise, it's just that I'm too nervous to. Not until I actually have something to shake, you know?" You sigh, and look up the block to the neon sign at the entrance. "Of course. Good thing Rebeca isn't expecting us." ''Stella cannot start working as a stripper until she has big, fake tits and is confident enough to work.'' [[Home|Stella Strip Club Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingStart"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingTraining"); $mc.cash -= 16; $stella.exhibitionist += 1; >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ "I've got this, right...?" She doesn't wait for you to answer. "I've got this, I've got this." You enter the club, and see Rebeca up on stage. You wave to her, but she doesn't give any indication that she's seen you, and you figure you have some time to kill. "Come on, let's get you a drink to calm your nerves." You sit Stella at a table near the stage, and flag down a passing waitress, who apart from a money belt is only wearing a string bikini. "Two glasses of your dryest white wine, please." She nods, then heads to the bar. Stella is silent while you two wait for the drinks, but when the waitress returns Stella asks her a question. "How long are they normally up on stage?" The waitress shrugs one shoulder. "It depends on the girl, and on the songs. The girl up there now is Rebeca, she likes to do a bunch of short dances through the night, keep up interest from new customers." You look over and Rebeca is shoving her tits into the face of a fat man, who is busy stuffing money into her underwear. The song ends and Rebeca blows him a kiss, before walking over. Her tits are still out. She shouts over as she approaches. "Well, well. I must admit, Stella, I didn't think you'd have the guts to come." As she gets closer, she sees Stella's new, larger, bust. "Oh my God!" She begins to run over, the hardass act dropped. "They look so good!" Stella does a little shimmy, shaking her new tits, and beams at Rebeca. Rebeca leans down to hug Stella. "Congratulations!" As she stands back up, she reaches down and gives them a squeeze. Stella looks momentarily surprised, but Rebeca ignores that. "Firm. Good work." You cough, interrupting Rebeca. "Speaking of work..." Rebeca rolls her eyes at you, but grabs Stella by the hand. "Come on, I've got a slutty outfit that'll be perfect for you in the back." Only a few minutes pass before they're back. Stella hands you a plastic bag with her dress and underwear in it, as she's now wearing a bright pink bikini. Rebeca looks at you and raises an eyebrow. "What do you think, papi? Bright pink is perfect for a slutty bimbo, no?" Before you can answer, Rebeca continues. "Stay here. We're gonna work together tonight." She turns to face Stella. "Just watch me, then try to do the same thing, OK? We'll start easy." Rebeca takes Stella by the hand and within minutes they're at a table on the other side of the room talking to two men. They chat, and laugh, and you see one of the men put his hand on Stella's knee. You're prouder than you can imagine when you see her respond to this by giggling and subtly pulling down her top, to reveal more of her tits. After the four of them have a drink, they go to a private room. You finish your wine, then order another, before Stella sits back down at your table. "How did it go?" "Great! Rebeca gave them a little show on the floor, while I let them touch my legs and thighs." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/Naked.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I was too nervous to do anything else at first, but Rebeca got me to stand up and start showing off my new tits." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I put them inches from one guy's face, and afterwards I could see his cock twitching in his pants." She sighed, happily. "Anyway, we're gonna finish the rest of the shift together like that. You can go home if you want. I'll meet you here for my next practice shift? I find it reassuring, and perhaps you can give me a bit of coaching." [[Return Home|Stella Strip Club Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "ImplantOperation"); $stella.bimbo += 1; $stella.transformLevel to 1; $stella.cash -= 12000; >>\ <<addhours 16>>\ You arrange to meet Stella outside of the hospital. She's dressed in simple clothes, and as you approach you see she's on the phone with someone. You slow your pace and hang back, and from reading her lips you can see that she is telling someone that she loves them. As you get closer she looks at you, nods, then says her goodbyes. "Thanks for coming... I've never had surgery before." "Never?" You shrug slightly and pull a thin smile. "It's nothing, the worst bit is after when they won't let you have any water for a while." You two take the elevator up to Dr. Yanovic's clinic in silence. Stella checks in at the front desk and begins to walk to the back with a nurse, before she turns around and comes to you, arms open. You give her a hug and kiss the top of her head. "You've got this." As she is being prepared for the surgery you wander around the lobby aimlessly for a few moments, pondering how guilty you will feel if something does go wrong. Thankfully Dr. Yanovic comes up to you. "Hello, $mc.name. Here to witness another upgrade?" He chuckles slightly, but beckons you to follow him. "Walk with me as I go to scrub up." You walk beside him as he pushes through the double doors separating the public areas from the medical areas. "You know how it goes. Everything should go fine. The main risks are only for obese or otherwise unhealthy people, but Stella is strong and her implants are simple.". He stops in front of a wooden door, and opens it, revealing a small room separated from an operating theater by what you assume is a one way mirror. <img src="images/Locations/Subway/OperatingTheater.jpg" width="600"> "Thanks to your repeat business I have been able to modernize my theater!" You chuckle, and Dr. Yanovic continues. "Anyway, I have a business proposition for you. Come back and see me once Stella's operation is over... If you want you can stay here and watch the operation." "I'll stay in the lobby, thanks." You part ways and walk back to the lobby. After half an hour a nurse comes out and tells you that Stella's surgery has begun, and once against after two hours a nurse comes to bring you to her recovery room, where Dr. Yanovic is standing at the foot of her bed conferring with a doctor in a white coat. After conferring with the doctor, who assures you everything is fine, you sit next to Stella's bed, waiting for her to wake up. [[Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "ImplantOperation"); AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaBoobTalk"); >>\ "LOOK AT THESE BAD BOYS!" "Thanks for all the help xxx" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Implants/Text.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Home|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingTraining"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingFinal"); $stella.exhibitionist += 1; >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ You enter the club and sit down at a table near the back. Neither Stella nor Rebeca are anywhere to be seen. Looking around, you see it's a busy night tonight. After ordering a drink, you're nearly finished with it when you see Stella and Rebeca walk out of the changing room door, laughing with each other. Stella looks about, and when she sees you they begin to walk over. Rebeca lifts her chin up in greeting, while Stella bends down to kiss you on the cheek. "Hi $mc.name! Thanks for coming again. We're gonna start work now, but I'll talk to you after my first customer, OK?" The two walk off, and after a few minutes are sitting at a table with three men. They sit between boy, girl, boy, girl, boy. Stella's legs are being felt up from both sides, and as the drinks arrive Rebeca pulls down one side of Stella's bikini, flashing her left tit to the group. After a while the group head to a private room. You kill some time looking at your phone, debating whether you will get a private dance, when Stella and Rebeca leave the private room, blowing kisses back in. Stella gestures for Rebeca to wait and as she skips over you realise she's wearing high, fluffy, transparent pink stripper heels. "Oh. My. GOD!" "Did something go wrong?" She laughs. "I mean, yeah, but not for me!" She laughs even harder. "We were doing the usual, Rebeca giving a show, me hanging with the guys watching, letting them feel me up. Rebeca's got her tits out by now..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/Boobs.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I decide to join in - " You smile, impressed. "Good job, Stella." She winks at you. "Thank you, $mc.name. Anyway, I decide to join in. I get my tits out, and then let the guy next to me shove his face in them." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Next think I know, he pulls away, and makes a low grunting noise. Rebeca notices, and lets out a little laugh." "What did you do?" "I was proud! So I was nice. I lean over to him, my breasts brushing against his face, and I stroke his hair for a moment. Do you think I did the right thing, being nice to him like that?" [[Yes|Stella Stripping 2 Lesson][$passageChoice to 1]] [[No|Stella Stripping 2 Lesson][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "StellaStrippingFinal"); AddEvent($stella, "StellaStripper"); $stella.exhibitionist += 1; $stella.slut += 1; >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ You walk in and as you find a table, the waitress comes up with a whisky on the rocks. As you reach for you wallet, she speaks up. "On the house. Also, your girl is already working with Rebeca, they're in a private room." You nurse your whisky, and after a while you see Stella and Rebeca leave one of the private rooms. They walk in separate directions, without speaking to one another. Stella walks over, and you can see her boobs are shiny and oiled, but she looks upset. "What happened?" "Rebeca fucking ambushed me, that's what happened." "Oh?" She sits down, and adjusts her bikini, covering herself up a little better. "Everything had gone as usual, and we had two guys in the back room. Rebeca pushed a bit further than normal and was totally naked. She began to rub her ass on the guy, and while I kept my panties on, I did the same." She sighs, shortly. "I look over and I can see Rebeca whispering with her guy, but I think nothing of it, and guide my guy's hands up to my tits. I can feel his hard cock against my ass, and I'm thinking, woo, good times. Then Rebeca gets up, and takes me by the hand." You have a feeling you know where this is going... "She whispers to me, saying that she's gonna show me how the real money is made and that I can make $500 right then if I fuck my guy. I get angry and turn her down, obviously. She shrugs, doesn't give a fuck, then chucks me a bottle of oil, telling me not to be totally fucking useless." "Then she just strips the guy down, and sits on his cock." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Rebeca/Sex.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I'm slack jawed now, but my guy takes me by the hand, and sits me down on top of him. He starts squirting the oil on my tits, and takes his dick out of his pants. I don't let him put it in, but my mind is just blank, as I sit there getting oiled up, someone's dick rubbing into the side of me." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks at you. "Can you believe it? I'm no whore." You look at her, trying to look sympathetic. "No, you aren't. But don't be too judgemental." "I'm not being judgemental, I just..." "You want to please men, right? Be a good bimbo?" "Yes, but..." You cut across her. "There are many ways of doing that. If you don't want to be a whore, then don't, but there's nothing wrong with being a whore. Being a good whore, in fact, is something to be proud of, and many of the best bimbos are also excellent whores." Stella looks at you, suitably chastised. "I didn't mean to be too harsh, I do want to please men. I just..." "I know, Stella. I know. You be your best self, and if that doesn't involve being a whore, so be it." She looks over to Rebeca, and then back at you. "I think I owe her an apology..." "Yes, you do. Enjoy the rest of your shift, though." ''Stella can now work as a stripper whenever the club is open. As her manager, you will get 20% of her income. Stella will turn up to work whenever she wants to, but if you visit the club she will decide to work that night. By visiting the club and watching Stella work, you can make her sluttier and more exhibitionist.'' [[Return Home|Stella Strip Club Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<addhours 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stella begins her shift dancing in front of the faux-tropical background at Top Floor. Personally, you think that the backdrop makes the otherwise OK club look a bit tacky, but the other clients seem to like it. Perhaps it makes all the bikinis seem more normal? You sit at the back nursing a drink and watch as Stella prowls the room, looking for customers. She sits down at a few tables and studiously ignores you, until she finds two men who are willing to buy her a drink. She winks at you while they aren't looking, then adjusts her top to reveal a hint of nipple. After their drink is done, she takes one of them into a private room, where you're sure she's showing off her investment. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Letting them see exactly what she has to offer... <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Pushing them onto his face as she sits on his lap. <<if $stella.slut gte 50>>\ Oiling them up as she lets him get behind her, rubbing in the baby oil and letting his erection throb into her back. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stella, slutty Stella, sits the man down and begins stroking his cock through his pants. "You know, when they say private room, they really do mean private." She begins to rub her tits up and down the outline of his cock, and he quickly hands over the money. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She sandwiches his cock between her oily tits, and teases him, spitting down into her cleavage. "Come for me." She moves her face closer to his, feeling his panting breath as he gets closer and closer to orgasm. "Come on me." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<elseif $stella.slut gte 36>>\ Oiling them up as she lets him get behind her, rubbing in the baby oil and letting his erection throb into her back. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stella, slutty Stella, sits the man down and begins stroking his cock through his pants. "You know, when they say private room, they really do mean private." She begins to rub her tits up and down the outline of his cock, and he quickly hands over the money. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She sandwiches his cock between her oily tits, and teases him, spitting down into her cleavage. <<elseif $stella.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ Oiling them up as she lets him get behind her, rubbing in the baby oil and letting his erection throb into her back. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Stripping/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <<if $stella.trainingComplete>>\ <<if $stella.exhibitionist lt 50>>\ <<set $stella.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''Stella is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <</if>>\ <<if $stella.slut lt 50>>\ <<set $stella.slut += 3>>\ ''Stella is now much more of a slut.'' <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $stella.exhibitionist lt 34>>\ <<set $stella.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''Stella is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''Stella cannot become more exhibitionist by repeating this action.'' <</if>>\ <<if $stella.slut lt 24>>\ <<set $stella.slut += 3>>\ ''Stella is now much more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Stella cannot become more of a slut by repeating this action.'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $stella.slut gte 50>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 200; $stella.cash += 800; >>\ ''As Stella's 'manager' you take a 20% cut and get $200.'' <<elseif $stella.slut gte 36>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 140; $stella.cash += 560; >>\ ''As Stella's 'manager' you take a 20% cut and get $140.'' <<elseif $stella.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 100; $stella.cash += 400; >>\ ''As Stella's 'manager' you take a 20% cut and get $100.'' <<else>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 80; $stella.cash += 320; >>\ ''As Stella's 'manager' you take a 20% cut and get $80.'' <</if>>\ [[Return Home|Stella Strip Club Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 or $gameDate.getHours() lt 4>>\ [[Top Floor Stripclub (18:00-04:00)|Top Floor Strip Club]] <<else>>\ Top Floor Stripclub (18:00-04:00) <</if>>\

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $stella.slut += 2>>\ "Yes, of course. A good bimbo is a source of joy, not stress, and I'm sure you made him feel better, to reach out and touch him in new ways." She smiles, and then stands up. "Anyway, I'm going back to work, I'll see you here again soon!" <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $stella.exhibitionist += 2>>\ "I must admit, I don't think you did." "No? Was it wrong for him...?" You smile at her, kindly. "What he did was totally understandable, but you should have continued the show. Kept his face there, and make sure he got his money's worth." She nods thoughtfully, and then stands up. "I'll keep that in mind. Anyway, I'm going back to work, I'll see you here again soon!" <</if>>\ [[Go Home|Stella Strip Club Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "SchoolTease"); $stella.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ $mc.name, I think that my coaching has started to change how I behave at work! I got into a bit of trouble today. Ever since I started wearing pretty clothes, I may have been pleasing my seniors a bit too much. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> I dropped my marker at the front of the class. Somehow, I just TOTALLY forgot how short my dress was, and bent down to pick it up. I flashed my ass to the entire class! <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> The student right behind me let out a little groan, and before I knew what I was doing I was walking up to him to tell him everything is OK. I just wanted to please him, you know? <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> I don't know what came over me, but I ended up touching his cock through his trousers. I don't think anyone saw me, though. Kisses! Stella [[Get out of bed|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "SchoolFlash"); $stella.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ OH SHIT! $mc.name! What's happened to me? I've only just managed to keep my job. I was taking the after school dodgeball club, and I had three senior boys I needed to work with that afternoon. All afternoon they were eye fucking the shit out of me, and I could feel myself getting wetter and more turned on as I thought about how much they must be enjoying it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After the bell rang, and school ended, I was alone in the gym. I decided to take off my top to play with my tits - they're so fun, you know! - and suddenly one of the guys walked in. He stared right at me, and I got worried, but for whatever reason I didn't pull my top back on. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> He sucked on them, like a good boy, and I just couldn't help myself. I kept him down on the floor, took off my gym shorts, and made him please me. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Fuck. FUCK. FUCK! I really hope he doesn't tell anyone... Stella [[Get out of bed|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "SchoolSex")>>\ You phone is ringing. It's only 5am, but Stella is calling you. You answer, the sleep barely out of your voice. All you can hear is sobbing. "$mc.name..." "Stella?" You wake with a start, panicking a little. "Are you OK? What's wrong?" "*SOB* I'm... I'm not OK. I've been fired... *SOB*" "Oh, Stella..." You try and sound as sympathetic as you can, but you know it's been coming a while. "Tell me what happened." "I... I was cleaning my whiteboard during my planning period when a boy from one of my senior classes snuck up on me and pinched my ass. He's been staring at me for weeks, and I... I was encouraging him." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I tell him off, but I'm smiling too much and he knows I don't mean it. He comes around the table and stands close, way too close, asking me how I was... Next thing I know, we're kissing. He begins to suck on my tits, and is rubbing my pussy when the bell goes and next period's students begin to enter the class!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I push him under the table, not knowing what else I can do. The bastard, he... He begins to rub my legs, rub my pussy. I'm struggling to concentrate on teaching, when he pulls aside my panties, and I can feel him licking me..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/3c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh Stella, I'm sorry..." "It felt so good, but the students, they could tell something was wrong..." [[Continue|Stella School Fired]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "CharlotteFirstVisit"); $mc.cash -= 50; $stella.charlotteTrust to 0; $stella.cash += 50; $charlotte.met to true; $charlotte.bimbo to 1; $charlotte.exhibitionist to 1; $charlotte.slut to 1; $charlotte.trust += 1; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ ''BUZZ'' You hear a single, short buzz. Luckily you were expecting Charlotte, otherwise you likely would have missed it. Outside you see a cute, but annoyed looking, young woman. You buzz her up and wait by the door. <img src="images/Charlotte/Meet.jpg" width="600"> Evidently she plastered a smile on her face before knocking on the door. You swing it open, and gesture her inside. "Hello Charlotte, a pleasure to meet you." "Hi, Mr. $mc.lastname!" She smiles up at you and you smile down at her. "Come on in, would you like a glass of water while I explain what I'm gonna have you do today?" "Sure!" You walk into the kitchen and she lags behind you, looking around at your apartment. "You have a great place, Mr. $mc.lastname. Is it yours?" As you pour two glasses of water at the sink, you answer. "Yep. I bought it a few years ago. This neighborhood wasn't quite as nice then, so I got a good deal." You hand her a glass. "I bet... But I mean, even a good deal must have been a lot of money." You cough awkwardly, and continue. "Anyway. Thanks for coming to work for me today, I appreciate it." Charlotte scoffs. "It isn't like I had much say in it... But you're welcome anyway." You nod. "Come with me, let's go to the back spare room." You walk down the long hallway which separates the open plan living area from the cluster of rooms in the other half of your apartment. The very back corner room hasn't been touched in years. "We're gonna start in here. You'll help me sort through the boxes. There's nothing heavy, so you'll put the ones I'm going to keep in the other room, and take the ones that are being tossed down to the trash room. OK?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Talk.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks distinctly unimpressed. "OK?" She pouts a little. "Yeah, I guess." You two get to work... <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/FirstWork.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You work for hours... You don't make much of a dent into the arrangements, but eventually 6 hours have passed and Chloe has been working for the arranged time. By the time she leaves, she's sweaty, silent, and sullen. "Later, Mr. $mc.lastname." [[Charlotte goes home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "CharlotteFirstVisit")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 15>>\ [[Charlotte's First Visit (-$50, +8hrs)|Charlotte First Work]] <<else>>\ Charlotte will only come round between 8am and 3pm. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "GoOutTalk") and CheckEvent($stella, "GoOutTalk") is false>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Stella|Charlotte Stella Go Out]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "SurgeryStellaEmail") and $stella.weeklyEvent>>\ [[You receive a worried e-mail from Stella|Charlotte Gone]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteHealed") and $charlotte.weeklyEvent>>\ [[Charlotte Arrives Unexpectedly|Charlotte Implants Return]] <<elseif $counters.get("CharlotteSurgery") gte 2>>\ [[Charlotte is healed|Charlotte Surgery Healed]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "College")>>\ <<if $counters.get("CharlotteCollege") gte 3 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeEnrollment") is false>>\ [[Charlotte wants to tell you about college...|Charlotte College Enrollment]] <<elseif $counters.get("CharlotteCollege") gte 2 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFirstDay")>>\ [[Charlotte wants to tell you about college...|Charlotte College First Day]] <<elseif $counters.get("CharlotteCollege") gte 2 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend")>>\ [[Charlotte wants to tell you about college...|Charlotte College Friend]] <<elseif $counters.get("CharlotteCollege") gte 1 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend2")>>\ [[Charlotte wants to tell you about college...|Charlotte College Heather]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<switch $charlotte.transformLevel>>\ <<case 2>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/StatTransformFull.jpg" height="600"> <<case 1>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "College")>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/StatCollege.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/StatTransform3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/StatTransform2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/StatTransform1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <<case 0>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Stat6.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 6>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 0>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <h2>Charlotte Jackson</h2> What can you say about Charlotte? She is Stella's daughter. Just out of school, and equal parts sweetheart, sex kitten and naive. <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "College")>>\ Charlotte has decided to attend college. <</if>>\ <h4>Body</h4> <<switch $charlotte.transformLevel>>\ <<case 2>>\ Charlotte has huge, fake tits. Charlotte has a big, fake ass. Charlotte has big, fake lips. <<case 1>>\ Charlotte has big, fake tits. Charlotte has a big, fake ass. Charlotte has big, fake lips. <<case 0>>\ Charlotte has small, natural tits. Charlotte has a small, natural ass. Charlotte has large, natural lips. <</switch>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <progress class="progress-big fame" id="charlotte-bimbo-meter" @value="$charlotte.bimbo" max="50">$charlotte.bimbo</progress> <<if $charlotte.bimbo gte 50>>\ Charlotte is now the ultimate bimbo. A true masterpiece. <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 36>>\ Charlotte loves being a bimbo. She has fully embraced the lifestlye and is never going back. <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 26>>\ Charlotte is now a fully fledged bimbo. She lives according to the bimbo principles with a great enthusiasm. <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 16>>\ Charlotte has made good progress. She is on the path to her best self. <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 6>>\ Charlotte has started to show some interest in the lifestyle. She is a bimbo in the making. <<else>>\ Charlotte does not know anything about what a bimbo is. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="charlotte-slut-meter" @value="$charlotte.slut" max="50">$charlotte.slut</progress> <<if $charlotte.slut gte 50>>\ A self proclaimed fuckdoll, Charlotte lives for sex. <<elseif $charlotte.slut gte 36>>\ Charlotte loves sex, and will centre her life around being as sexy as possible. <<elseif $charlotte.slut gte 26>>\ Charlotte is a very different person from the one you first met; even she would call herself a slut. <<elseif $charlotte.slut gte 16>>\ It is being clear that behind the cuteness and naivety, Charlotte is a slut in the making. <<else>>\ Charlotte has no sexual experience at all. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="charlotte-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$charlotte.exhibitionist" max="50">$charlotte.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ Charlotte has no inhibitions whatsoever. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ Charlotte is no longer shy about anything. She loves walking around naked for the world to see. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ It is clear to the world what kind of woman Charlotte is, and she does everything possible to live up to it. <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ Charlotte is becoming more adventurous. She likes the attention the lifestyle brings. <<else>>\ Charlotte has a flirty side, but is still quite shy about anything sexual. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="charlotte-trust-meter" @value="$charlotte.trust" max="50">$charlotte.trust</progress> <<if $charlotte.trust gte 50>>\ Charlotte trusts you completely. <<elseif $charlotte.trust gte 36>>\ Charlotte is almost totally trusting of you. <<elseif $charlotte.trust gte 26>>\ Charlotte is very trusting of you. <<elseif $charlotte.trust gte 16>>\ Charlotte is quite trusting of you. <<elseif $charlotte.trust gt 1>>\ Charlotte is slightly trusting of you. <<else>>\ Charlotte is not at all trusting of you. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="charlotte-stella-meter" @value="$stella.charlotteTrust" max="5">$stella.charlotteTrust</progress> <<switch $stella.charlotteTrust>>\ <<case 5>>\ Stella knows all about you and Charlotte and is very happy about it. <<case 4>>\ Stella is happy with you and Charlotte working together. <<case 3>>\ Stella is generally supportive of your involvement in Charlotte's life, but is still a little concerned. <<case 2>>\ Stella is quite wary of your involvement in Charlotte's life, but is beginning to think that it could be positive. <<case 1>>\ Stella is very suspicious of your involvement in Charlotte's life, but is beginning to accept it. <<case 0>>\ Stella is totally unaccepting of you being involved in Charlotte's life. <</switch>>\ <h4>Finances</h4> Charlotte has $<<print $charlotte.cash>>. <<if $charlotte.debt gt 0>>\ Charlotte owes $<<print $charlotte.debt>> in debt. <<if $mc.cash gte 1000>>\ <<link [[Pay $1,000 off Charlotte's loan|Charlotte Statistics]]>><<set $mc.cash -= 1000>><<set $charlotte.debt -= 1000>><<if $charlotte.trust lt 50>><<set $charlotte.trust += 1>><</if>><</link>> <<else>>\ You do not have $1,000 to help pay off Charlotte's debt. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "BLCEmployeePhotos")>>\ This is the end of Charlotte's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BLCEmployeeStart")>>\ If Charlotte is going to work for BLC, you should have a meeting with her at your new building office. <</if>>\ <<switch $charlotte.transformLevel>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "BuildingVisit")>>\ Charlotte and Ana are good friends. Charlotte might like to show Ana your new building. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") is false>>\ Once BLC is up and running as a proper established business, there may be more opportunities for Charlotte to participate. <</if>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "College")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeEnrollment") is false>>\ Charlotte has decided to attend college. Her enrollment should be soon. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFirstDay")>>\ Charlotte should be attended her first day of college some time in the next couple of weeks. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend")>>\ Charlotte has been making a lot of friends at college. You told her it would be OK to invite some over. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend2")>>\ The last time you met one of Charlotte's friends it did not go so well. Hopefully next time will be better. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFirstDay") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeBar") is false>>\ Charlotte has been hanging around at the local bar recently. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") is false>>\ Once BLC is up and running as a proper established business, there may be more opportunities for Charlotte to participate. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "SecondImplants")>>\ You should go with Charlotte to get new implants. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModelInterest")>>\ Charlotte has shown some interest in modelling. She may want to talk to you about it next time she comes over. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest2") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest3")>>\ Charlotte is interested in porn. You're sure this isn't the last time she'll bring it up. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarDecide")>>\ It looks like Charlotte may have made a decision about doing porn. You should speak to her when she comes over to work. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornFirstTime")>>\ The next time Charlotte comes over to work, you can help her film her first porn shoot. <</if>>\ <<if (CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarBegin") or (CheckEvent($charlotte, "Modelling") is false) and CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModellingReject") is false)>>\ Continue to invite Charlotte over to work. She might want to discuss some things with you. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaImplantTalk")>>\ You really should speak with Charlotte and Stella about the future. <</if>>\ <<if (CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExamRepeat") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExam")) and $charlotte.trainingComplete is false>>\ Invite Charlotte over on Wednesday evening for her final exam. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTraining") and $charlotte.trainingComplete is false>>\ Charlotte can come over Wednesday evening for bimbo training. <</if>>\ <<case 0>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteHealed")>>\ You have your suspicions about where Charlotte has gone, but the only thing you can do is wait for her return. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "SurgeryStellaEmail")>>\ You haven't heard from Charlotte for a number of days. You suspect Stella will call you about it soon. <<elseif $stella.transformLevel is 1 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteImplants") is false>>\ You should continue to get to know Charlotte when she comes over to work. <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HappinessDinner")>>\ Stella isn't very happy with some of the things you have done with Charlotte. You should try to cheer her up. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Modelling")>>\ You can manage Charlotte's modelling career from your desk. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar")>>\ You can manage Charlotte's porn career from your desk. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Surgery") is false and CheckEvent($charlotte, "College") is false>>\ Charlotte can come and work for you during the day. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Activities]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<switch $charlotte.transformLevel>>\ <<case 0>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 50>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 50>>\ <<else>>\ <<set $stella.cash += 50>>\ <</if>>\ Charlotte comes over to work for you. What do you want her to do today? <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModelTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to her|Charlotte Talk Modelling]] <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.weeklyEvent>>\ <<if $stella.transformLevel gte 1 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaBoobTalk")>>\ [[Charlotte wants to talk about her mom's new boobs...|Charlotte Stella Implant Chat]] <<elseif $stella.transformLevel is 0 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "GoOutTalk")>>\ Stella needs her new tits for Charlotte to begin thinking properly about her own physical transformation. <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaDinnerEmail")>>\ [[You tell Charlotte about dinner with her mom|Charlotte Stella Dinner Talk]] <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 16 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "GoOutTalk") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteBoobTalk")>>\ [[Charlotte wants to talk about her boobs...|Charlotte Implant Chat]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteMoneyTalk")>>\ [[Charlotte wants to talk about making money|Charlotte Money Chat]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteImplants") and $charlotte.slut gte 16>>\ [[Charlotte wants to talk about breast enhancement|Charlotte Implant Choice]] <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 19 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboAdvice") is false>>\ [[Charlotte wants some advice|Charlotte Bimbo Advice][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 24 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboOpinion")>>\ [[Charlotte voices her opinion|Charlotte Bimbo Opinion][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust gte 3>>\ [[You find Charlotte in your bed...|Relationship Work]] [[You see Charlotte taking sexy selfies...|Exhibitionist Work]] [[Charlotte wants you to touch her...|Slut Work]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteFinances")>>\ [[Charlotte cleans the house naked (-$50)|Relationship Work 2]] <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ [[Charlotte asks you to take photos of her|Exhibitionist Work 2]] <<else>>\ Charlotte is not exhibitionist enough for her to want you to take photos of her. <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut gte 16>>\ [[Charlotte practices her cam show|Slut Work 2]] <<else>>\ Charlotte is not slutty enough for her to start practicing her cam show. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<if $charlotte.debt gt 0>>\ Charlotte's now working for herself - or at least the financing company that Dr. Yanovic partners with. Once Charlotte's paid off her debts you'll get a cut of her income, given how much you help her, but until then you both decide it'll be best to keep Stella happy and focus on paying off the debt. ''You can help pay off Charlotte's debt from her journal page.'' <<else>>\ Charlotte comes over to work, either for you, or to use your space for her own projects. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModelInterest") and $charlotte.bimbo gte 35>>\ [[Charlotte wants to talk to you|Charlotte Modelling Choice][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CollegeTalk") is false and CheckEvent($charlotte, "College") and $charlotte.trust gt 38>>\ [[Charlotte wants to talk with you|Charlotte College Talk][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ [[Charlotte cleans the house naked (-$100)|Relationship Work 3]] <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio")>>\ [[Charlotte asks you to take photos of her|Exhibitionist Work 3]] <<else>>\ In order to take photos of Charlotte, you need the home photo studio and all the equipment. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornFirstTime")>>\ [[Charlotte wants to shoot a scene (+$250)|Slut Work Porn First Time]] <<else>>\ [[Charlotte wants to shoot a scene (+$250)|Slut Work Porn]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo gte 35 and $charlotte.slut gte 35 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarDecide") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarReject") is false>>\ [[Charlotte wants to talk|Charlotte Porn Talk][$passageChoice to 0]] <<else>>\ [[Charlotte shoots her cam show|Slut Work 3]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ In order to film Charlotte, you need the home photo studio and all the equipment. <</if>>\ <<case 2>>\ Charlotte comes over to your house, either to work on her own projects, or just to hang out. <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio")>>\ [[Charlotte asks you to take photos of her|Exhibitionist Work 4]] <<else>>\ In order to take photos of Charlotte, you need the home photo studio and all the equipment. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomePhotoStudio")>>\ [[Charlotte want to shoot a scene (+$250)|Slut Work 4]] <<else>>\ In order to film Charlotte, you need the home photo studio and all the equipment. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "ModelTalk"); $charlotte.trust to 3; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ You ask Charlotte to begin by cleaning the surfaces in the kitchen. While she's doing that you put the kettle on the stove. "Do you want a cup of tea?" She keeps on wiping but answers happily. "Sure!" "I'm having mint, but I have black tea, green tea, chamomile, and some random herbal ones." "I'll have chamomile please." Charlotte continues to work and you two stand in silence, the boiling sound of the kettle growing. Once the teas are made you remain in the kitchen rather than go to your office. "How are things with your mom?" Charlotte stops wiping and looks up at you. "Don't worry, anything you say stays between us. Employer-employee confidentiality." You chuckle at your own joke, but she doesn't. She looks at you skeptically but evidently decides to throw caution to the wind. "Things are OK, I guess. She's a lot happier now than she was. I don't just mean when my dad left her, but also before, when they were together. So that's good..." "But...?" "Ever since my dad left her, she's been kind of a bitch about college. Like... I guess.. I mean I see why, you know? All that stuff makes her want me to do things to keep myself safe, and not need someone, but at the same time I want to have fun." "I had a lot of fun at college." She takes a long sip of her tea, and thinks for a moment. "I know... I just... It's expensive, right? And I've never really been good at school." "That's fair. College isn't for everyone." You look at her and cock your head to the side. "What would you do if you didn't go to college?" "You mean I can't clean your house forever?" She laughs, you laugh along, then she continues. "I want to get into modelling..." "Do you know much about modelling?" "No..." [[Offer to introduce her to a model|Charlotte Modelling Approve]] [[Encourage her to be more practical|Charlotte Modelling Advice][$passageChoice to 0]]

<<addhours 8>>\ Charlotte gets to work, and you get to your work. You can hear here spending nearly two hours cleaning the kitchen, before she goes out to do your shopping. She comes back as you're getting a coffee and you can see her struggling under the weight of all the bags. "Thanks for all the help, Charlotte." She looks at you sullenly, but answers back. "No problem, Mr. $mc.lastname." You return to your office and hear the clatter and slamming of cupboard doors as she puts everything away, then silence. You figure she's taking a break and leave her to it, but when you step out again she's nowhere to be found. "Charlotte?" Silence. You begin to look around the house, before eventually finding her in your bedroom. You open the door and she's lying on your bed, sleeping. You walk over and shake her awake. She wakes up, drawing her knees to her chest. "I'm sorry, I was so tired after carrying all those bags." "That's fine, but don't forget to do the dishes." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You turn around to walk out, expecting her to follow, but she doesn't. "Aren't you going to go back to work?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She laughs and writhes around in bed. "In a minute." <<if $charlotte.trust gte 10>>\ "Hey, Mr. $mc.lastname... Can I ask you a question?" You go and sit at the edge of the bed. "Sure, anything." "My mom's been talking about boobs a lot lately, and I... I feel bad about mine. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/3c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She pulls down her top. "Do you like them?" You assess them. "They may be a bit small, but you have very pretty nipples." You touch her leg. "Your mom's been learning a lot about herself lately, including how to love herself better. Life's all about learning. Just as long as you're happy, and still learning, then as long as you're happy with your tits then they're beautiful." <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust gte 16>>\ "Do you want to see what I've been learning lately?" She gets off the bed, and stands in front of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/3d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She puts her fingers in her throat and, to your shock, she shoves three of them all the way to the back of her throat. You can hear a little gagging sound as she pulls them out. "I'm learning how to not be quite so sensitive about things in my mouth. I've heard men like it when women can put things down their throat." You'll be fucked if this girl is actually as innocent as she pretends to be, but you may as well play along. <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust gte 16 and $charlotte.slut gte 9>>\ "Do you want to do a little more learning?" She nods nervously. "Yes please, Mr. $mc.lastname." "Pull down your top." She does so and you begin to feel her tits. Once you're hard you take off your clothes and lie down in the bed. "Come here." You look her in the eye. "Do you want to learn how to do a good job?" She nods, a bit scared. "OK. I'll teach you. Open your mouth and keep it open, I will be very, very unhappy with you if you close it." She opens her mouth and stares at you. "Get on the bed next to me." She does as she's told, mouth still wide open, and you arrange her knees and arms so that her head is directly above your cock. You bunch up her hair, and push her head down onto it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/3e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Good girl." She takes it well at the beginning, but you can tell she hasn't had much practice yet. <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust gte 16 and $charlotte.slut gte 16>>\ The longer you go on, the more she gags, the more upset she gets. "You need to practice more, but I'm not letting you walk out of here without anything to show for it." You grab her and turn her around, before she can say anything you slide your cock into her wet, tight vagina. She groans. "OH MY GOD!" You lift her up, and then hold her above your cock as you thrust into her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/3f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Promise me you'll practice more, girl." <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust lt 24>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 3>>\ ''Charlotte now trusts you a lot more.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte already trusts you a lot, and you cannot improve it through this action anymore.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 19>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 2>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist lt 20>>\ <<set $charlotte.exhibitionist += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of an exhibitionist for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut lt 20>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a slut for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust gte 24 and $charlotte.slut gt 16 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "GoOutTalk") is false>>\ [[Invite her out|Charlotte Go Out]] <<else>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<addhours 8>>\ You leave her to it and go to your office to do some work. After a couple of hours you leave your office to get some coffee. Hearing how quiet your footsteps are in your thick, wooly socks, you decide to sneak up on Charlotte to see if she is actually working hard. She's sitting on the sofa playing with her phone. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/4a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You're about to go and tell her off when you see that she is taking selfies of herself, and trying to act sexy. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/4b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 10>>\ After a few minutes she evidently decides that a little bit of bra isn't sexy enough, and walks over to your mirror. She pulls down her shorts to reveal her cute little ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/4c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ You stick around for a while, watching her pose, when you see her go and lay down on the sofa. You creep over and she's lying on the sofa, eyes closed, masturbating. You stand over her, and cough. "Charlotte?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/4d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Her eyes open, and she leaps up. "You fucking perv!" You laugh, and keep looking at her. "You should finish, either come, or make sure my living room is actually clean" <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 16 and $charlotte.slut gte 9>>\ Charlotte sits up, and looks down at your crotch. Your dick had got hard watching her, and she now begins to rub it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/4e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "OK, Mr. $mc.lastname. If you say so..." <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 16 and $charlotte.slut gte 16>>\ Charlotte sits on the sofa, still looking up at you. "Mr. $mc.lastname... Do you have a big cock?" You splutter slightly, but decide to seize the moment. "Yeah. Want to see?" Charlotte nods. You unzip, and let it hang out. She prods it and giggles. "I was thinking..." She trails off, but she gets on her knees in front of the sofa. You strip, and sit down in front of her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/4f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "This is gonna make such an awesome photo. Should I send it to my mom?" <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust lt 20>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 1>>\ ''Charlotte now trusts you more.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte already trusts you enough for you to improve it by doing this anymore.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 19>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 2>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist lt 24>>\ <<set $charlotte.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of an exhibitionist for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut lt 20>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a slut for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 24 and $charlotte.trust gt 16 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "GoOutTalk") is false>>\ [[Invite her out|Charlotte Go Out]] <<else>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<addhours 8>>\ You show her into your bedroom and before you can start giving instructions she runs over to your side table and puts on a pair of glasses you left there. "Oh my god! I look like such a nerd!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You sigh, but walk over. "Yes, yes, you look like such a nerd." "Do I look good as a nerd?" "Yeah, sure..." You turn away and begin to straighten the bed yourself, you don't have time for this today. "How about as a popular girl?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You look up at her and see her flashing her tits at you. "Aren't the popular girls just popular because they let everyone see their boobs?" You laugh. <<if $charlotte.slut gte 10>>\ "I mean, that isn't the only reason." She cocks her head at you and you continue. You affect a stage whisper. "They also let the jocks touch their ass." She begins to laugh, then turns around. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "OK then, Mr. Quarterback." <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut gte 16>>\ "You can touch my boobs too, if you like." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/2d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can feel yourself getting hard, and Charlotte begins to rub your cock through your pants. <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut gte 16 and $charlotte.trust gte 16>>\ Charlotte sighs. "I don't think you'll let me get any work done until we sort this out, will you?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/2e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust lt 20>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 1>>\ ''Charlotte now trusts you more.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte already trusts you enough for you to improve it by doing this anymore.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 19>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 2>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist lt 20>>\ <<set $charlotte.exhibitionist += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of an exhibitionist for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut lt 24>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 3>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a slut for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut gte 24 and $charlotte.trust gt 16 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "GoOutTalk") is false>>\ [[Invite her out|Charlotte Go Out]] <<else>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "ModelApprove"); $charlotte.exhibitionist += 2; >>\ "If you like, I could introduce you to an old friend of mine. Amanda. She's a model." "That would be SO awesome! Thank you Mr. $mc.lastname! What kind of modelling does she do?" "Retail fashion and lingerie mostly." You get out your phone and search the internet for a photo of her. "Here's a photo of her in a recent campaign." <img src="images/Story/Modelling/Amanda.jpg" height="600"> "She's so hot. Like, stupid hot... Was she your girlfriend?" You sigh dramatically, for effect. "No, but I'd be lying if I said I never tried." You grab a pen and a post it note, then write down her e-mail address. "I'll let her know to expect an e-mail from you." Charlotte squeals slightly. "Seriously, thanks so much!" "Of course. Don't e-mail her til after you're done cleaning, though!" Charlotte nods, and as you walk away she begins to hum happily to herself as she continues cleaning your kitchen. ''Charlotte is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

"I'm not going to say you shouldn't think about modelling, but if you don't really know anything about it yet it might be better to be practical." Charlotte's lips form a little pout. "But if I worked hard, I think I could be a really good model. Right?" "I'm sure you could, but being a responsible person means you work on a backup plan too." "But I know I really hate studying, college, all that. Should I really be making that my backup plan?" <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Yeah, you probably should|Charlotte Modelling Advice][$passageChoice to 1]] [[No, but at least find something that you enjoy that you know you can make money from|Charlotte Modelling Advice][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 2>>\ "Yeah, you probably should. Even if it's just to go and study something that gets you into that world. Something like... I don't know... Fashion design? Or something else artistic and useful for fashion. You can study something fun, you don't have to train to be an accountant." Charlotte makes a thoughtful face. "I'll think about it, Mr. $mc.lastname." ''Charlotte now trusts you a lot more.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 2>>\ "No, but at least find something that you enjoy that you know you can make money from." "Like what?" You make a knowing face. "Oh, I'm sure there are lots of ways a young woman can make a lot of money" You quickly laugh, and Charlotte lets out a fake yelp of shock, but you continue. "But seriously, there are all sorts of ways that you can make good money. Even just by working as a hostess at a restaurant downtown." Charlotte makes a thoughtful face. "I'll think about it, Mr. $mc.lastname." ''Charlotte is now much more of a slut.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($stella, "GoOutTalk"); AddEvent($stella, "HappinessDinner"); >>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "DressOption1")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "DressOption1"); $stella.happiness to 4; >>\ Hi $mc.name! I see that my daughter went out with you last night. I'm glad that you two are getting along better, and I appreciate that she is an adult, but I'm not sure if I am totally comfortable with you socializing with her. Our... 'unusual' relationship aside, I think that the relationship between you and Charlotte should be strictly professional. You are her boss after all. Talk soon! ''Stella is becoming suspicious, and is slightly upset with you.'' <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "DressOption2") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "DressOption3")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "DressOption2"); RemoveEvent($charlotte, "DressOption3"); $stella.happiness to 3; >>\ Hi $mc.name You took my daughter out last night looking like a slut. Did anything unprofessional happen? I know she's an adult, but you are also her boss. Talk to you soon. ''Stella is suspicious, and is upset with you.'' <</if>>\ ''You can improve your relationship with Stella at your desk.'' [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "GoOutTalk")>>\ As your breathing slows and Charlotte wipes the last of your cum off her, you go get you both glasses of water. When you return to the room you see Charlotte sitting there, her legs spread, playing with her pussy. <img src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/Naked.jpg" width="600"> "Do you think I have a pretty pussy, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You hand her the glass of water, then kneel down in front of her. "Let me check". You pretend to examine it, spending a few seconds looking at it from different angles. "It looks good. But let's make sure." You dip your head down and taste her. Her hands momentarily try to push your head away, but she stops as you begin to lick her clit. She begins to writhe on the bed in pleasure, letting out little screams of happiness, when you insert your middle finger and slowly, gently, begin to drag the tip of your finger from the top of her vagina to the bottom. Within seconds you feel her shudder and, though she is bucking about, try not to stop or move your head until she's done. Once she's done, you throw her a towel. "Clean yourself up, we're going out tonight." Once the words are out you're not sure how good an idea this is, nor whether Stella would approve, but it's too late now. "Whaaaaaat? Like, out out? In the city? I don't think I can..." "Don't worry, I can get us in somewhere." "I, uh, I also don't like... Have anything nice to wear." "Ah that's no worry, I have loads of old dresses around. You're roughly the size that Elise used to be... Go shower, I'll find you something to wear." While Charlotte hops in the shower you go to your storage room and find Elise's old dresses. [[Continue|Charlotte Go Out Shopping]]

You lay out the three options on the bed. When she's out of the shower you tell her to try them all on, and to come out and show you how she looks in each one. <img src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/Conservative.jpg" height="600"> She shouts through the doorway as she walks out to you. "Dress One!" She does a little twirl. "What do you think?" She shrugs, looking at herself in the mirror. "I mean I think I look good in it, but like... I dunno. Boring, much?" She goes back to change. <img src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/Sexy.jpg" height="600"> She comes out, shouting again. "Dress Two!" She bends over to show you her ass, which is visible under the skirt. She's wearing no panties. "Like it?" She smiles, examining herself. "I look good in it, right? But I am a bit nervous that this is too revealing. Did your ex go out with her ass hanging out like this?" You nod and she goes back to try on the last outfit. <img src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/Slutty.jpg" height="600"> Again she comes out. "Dress Three!" She plays with her pigtails and giggles, before dropping the act and examining herself in the mirror. "Well I like it." She smiles, examining herself. "I don't mean to be rude Mr. $mc.lastname, but I look like a slut. Of course you would like it." She twirls around though and lets the dress flow around her. "I like it too, though. What dress do you think I should wear? [[Dress 1|Charlotte Go Out Dress][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Dress 2|Charlotte Go Out Dress][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Dress 3|Charlotte Go Out Dress][$passageChoice to 3]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 250>>\ <<addhours 7>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "DressOption1"); $charlotte.trust += 2; >>\ Charlotte puts on the conservative dress, and feels a little more comfortable, trusting you a little more. You decide to splurge and take a cab into the city. <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "DressOption2"); $charlotte.exhibitionist += 2; >>\ Charlotte puts on the exhibitionist dress, and though she's a bit nervous, she feels excited to be showing off so much of her body. You decide to splurge and take a cab into the city. Charlotte wears a long, but light jacket over her outfit - you'll need to keep things decent at dinner. <<elseif $passageChoice is 3>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "DressOption3"); $charlotte.slut += 2; >>\ Charlotte puts on the slutty dress, and though she's a bit nervous, she is turned on to be dressed so provocatively. You decide to splurge and take a cab into the city. Charlotte wears a long, but light jacket over her outfit - you'll need to keep things decent at dinner. <</if>>\ Charlotte says that she wants to eat sushi, so you take her to a popular Japanese restaurant on Avenue A. The decor is nothing fancy, but the sushi is excellent, and is a firm favorite of Japanese students in the city. After dinner you take Charlotte to a relaxed cocktail bar a few blocks over, one where you're sure she won't be carded. "Have you drunk much before?" She scoffs. "Puh-lease. Plenty." You don't believe her, obviously, but as she calmly sips an old fashioned that you advised her against getting, you wonder how different an upbringing she had in the city, compared to yours in the 'burbs. You two slowly nurse a few drinks until it's 11, then you settle up the bill and hop in another cab. Charlotte's beginning to feel the drink a bit more now, but that's alright. So are you. "Where are we going?" "Just a club I know on the west side." You arrive at the club and walk to the front of the line. The bouncer is about to kick you to the back of the line when he recognises you. You two aren't friends, but he remembers that you always slip him a $50 for priority entry. You do the same tonight, both impressing Charlotte and ensuring she doesn't get carded. "Wow." Charlotte's impressed by the club, and though she may have been drinking before, you suspect she's never been out to a nightclub in the city before. As clubs go The Basic isn't one of the fanciest, or most popular, but it has good music, good drinks, and a good crowd. You two dance and drink the evenining away, and as you buy drinks you watch Charlotte get hit on. At first she's nervous, but you smile at her, and she plays along - at least for as long as it takes you to come back with drinks. <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ Not long after the clock turns past 1 Charlotte shouts into your ear. "I want to go home!" You look around, gesturing to her to show her what fun there still is to be had, when you feel her hand on your cock. "I want to go home together." You gather your belongings and beat a hasty exit. In the cab home you two are making out, much to the enjoyment of the driver, and you feel slightly guilty that Charlotte left a wet patch on the back seat. Drunk, with the front door not even properly closed, you rip her clothes off, and your clothes off, before taking her. You wrap her dress around her neck and pull on it as you fuck her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/ConservativeSex.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Not such a conservative dress now, is it?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/ConservativeCum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Within minutes you feel yourself coming and you fill her with an evening's worth of excitement and blue balls. She stays there, playing with the cum for a few minutes, before you close the apartment door, turn off the lights, and take her to your bed. When you wake up, Charlotte is gone, but she has sent you a text thanking you for taking her out. <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ As you hang about in the club Charlotte gets increasingly playful, and increasingly brazen. She begins bending over to show off her ass, she flashes her nipples at you. She even walks around the club with one part of her shirt 'accidentally' falling down, revealing her right nipple. As 1am comes and goes you two are getting increasingly drunk. Charlotte pulls you into a quiet room with only a few other people in it, then stands right in front of you, jiggling her ass. She spreads her cheeks and you can see her asshole underneath her panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/SexyAss.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You throw caution to the wind and begin to finger her, in front of the people. She doesn't care, but they do, and they smile and laugh as you continue to finger her. The people leave the room, winking at you. "Pull your top down. Get on your knees." She does as she's told and you whip out your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/SexyCum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Say my name." "$mc.name?" "No. Mr. $mc.lastname." "Mr. $mc.lastname... Mr. $mc.lastname... Come on me Mr. $mc.lastname" It can't have been two minutes since you got your dick out before you ejaculate, all over Charlotte's face and into her mouth. You pull her up to her feet. "Pull your top up." She does as she's told, licking your cum off her lips. "So you like showing off, right?" She nods. "We're going to leave now, and you aren't going to wipe off any of my cum until we're in the cab. Understand?" She looks worried, as if she suddenly sobered up slightly, but before she can say anything you take her hand and begin to walk out of the club. Your fellow patrons, all as drunk or drunker than you, don't notice, but the bouncers at the front do. "I see you've had a good evening." You laugh, then hail a cab. Charlotte stands next to you, giddy, and jumps into the cab when it pulls up. She begins laughing and once you've given directions she begins to talk. "I can't believe you did that! I hate you sooooooo much, that was so embarrassing!" She wipes off the last of the now cold cum onto her dress. "You can get this cleaned... Thanks for a fun night, though" <<elseif $passageChoice is 3>>\ Not long after the clock turns past 1 Charlotte shouts into your ear. "I want to go home!" You look around, gesturing to her to show her what fun there still is to be had, when you feel her hand on your cock. "I want to go home together." You gather your belongings and beat a hasty exit. In the cab home you two are making out, much to the enjoyment of the driver, and you feel slightly guilty that Charlotte left a wet patch on the back seat. Charlotte leads you into your own house and she's swaying slightly. "Sit down." You do as your told, wondering what she has planned, but confident that whatever it is you'll enjoy it. She gets on her knees and takes your cock out from your fly. "Just sit back." She begins by teasing the tip of your cock, and then slowly works up speed. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/SluttyBlowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You sit there, doing nothing but moaning. When you tried to touch her shoulder she said nothing, keeping your cock in her mouth, but pushed your hand away. She gets more and more sloppy, more and more aggressive, as you get closer and closer to coming. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/GoOut/SluttyDeepthroat.webm" type="video/webm"></video> By now there's a puddle of her spit underneath your ass, and she's repeatedly choking herself on your cock. Between gasps she pops up. "I've been practicing, Mr. $mc.lastname. Eventually you come and she keeps her head fixed in place, swallowing every spurt as it arrives. All you can hear are her swallowing sounds, broken up by her little gagging noises. When you're all done she stands up, spit dripping down her face. "I really liked tonight, Mr. $mc.lastname. Can I go to bed now?" When you wake up, Charlotte is gone, but she has sent you a text thanking you for taking her out. <</if>>\ [[Wake up|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaDinnerEmail"); $stella.charlotteTrust to 1; >>\ She looks at you across the table, clearly unsure of herself. "Have fun with my daughter the other night?" You look at her and nod. "Yes, we did. She's a wonderful young woman." Stella nods and begins to stammer out a sentence. "Are you beginning to... Beginning to..." She gestures to herself. "To transform her, too?" You chuckle and Stella looks confused. "No, no. I just like her, and well, it seemed like she could have a night of fun." Stella looks at you with a judging glare. "How much fun did she have?" You shrug, and move the topic along, not wanting to baldly lie to Stella. "She's going to do what she's going to do, right? So it may as well be under the eyes of someone you trust. She's a fun young woman and, well, I'm a fun still-sort-of-young man." Stella begins to open her mouth to disagree, but you cut across her. "We've talked about her college plans. I know you're very keen for her to do that, and I've explained to her how important it is to you that she can be independent financially." Stella looks relieved. "I... Thank you." She smiles at you. "I'm not totally OK with this, but you're right... Charlotte is going to do Charlotte. Did she seem interested in going to college?" "I'm afraid not. I talked to her about other possibilities, too. I'm trying to get her to think practically about all of this." Stella looks slightly perturbed, but eventually nods. "I suppose that can't hurt. She's more likely to make the right choice if she sees that there's no easy option, that whatever she chooses to do involves work." You begin to ask Stella about her experiences in college, and by the time the main course comes you two are chatting happily with one another. ''Stella is still slightly upset with you, but she is beginning to be more accepting of you and Charlotte socializing.'' [[Wake up tomorrow|Sleep]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaDinnerEmail"); $stella.happiness to 5; >>\ She looks at you across the table, clearly unsure of herself. "Have fun with my daughter the other night?" You look at her and nod. "Yes, we did. She's a wonderful young woman." Stella nods and begins to stammer out a sentence. "Are you beginning to... Beginning to..." She gestures to herself. "To transform her, too?" You chuckle and Stella looks confused. "No, no. I just like her, and well, it seemed like she could have a night of fun." Stella looks at you with a judging glare. "How much fun did she have?" You decide to reject the implication, even though it means lying directly to her. "She had fun dancing, but nothing more, if that's what you mean" Stella begins to open her mouth to disagree, but you cut across her, changing the subject. "We've talked about her college plans. I know you're very keen for her to do that, and I've explained to her how important it is to you that she can be independent financially." Stella looks relieved. "I... Thank you." She smiles at you. "I really hope she makes the right decision but you're right... Charlotte is going to do Charlotte. Did she seem interested in going to college?" "I'm afraid not. I talked to her about other possibilities, too. I'm trying to get her to think practically about all of this." Stella looks slightly perturbed, but eventually nods. "I suppose that can't hurt. She's more likely to make the right choice if she sees that there's no easy option, that whatever she chooses to do involves work." You begin to ask Stella about her experiences in college, and by the time the main course comes you two are chatting happily with one another. ''Stella is happy with you again, but is no closer to accepting any involvement on your part in Charlotte's life.'' [[Wake up tomorrow|Sleep]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "StellaBoobTalk"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteBoobTalk"); $charlotte.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ "So... You seen my mom's new boobs?" You look at her warily, but she just carries on. "She's way happy about them. She hasn't told me, but I know it had something to do with you. The past couple of months it's just been $mc.name this, $mc.name that." You try to turn the attention away from you. "What do you think of them?" She shrugs, but looks at you with a glint in her eye. "I think they look good." She giggles, and adjusts her top. "Do you think I need bigger boobs?" "Do you want them to be bigger?" She begins to feel her breasts and you can see her nipples getting hard through her shirt. "I think so?" ''Charlotte is now considering breast enhancement.'' [[Put her to work for the day|Charlotte Work]]

<<addhours 8>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "StellaDinnerEmail")>>\ "Your mom knows that we went out the other night." Charlotte looks at you with a slightly worried look on her face, but she turns around and gets back to her work. "So?" <<if $stella.charlotteTrust gte 1>>\ "I obviously didn't tell her that we had sex, but I hinted at it." Hey eyes open wide. "What?? Are you crazy?! I can't have my mom thinking that..." "Honestly... It's OK. She wasn't as outraged as I had thought. She just really, really wants you to go to college." <<else>>\ "I obviously didn't tell her that we had sex, in fact I totally denied it." She nods. "Great. I can't have my mom thinking that... We... You know..." "She's happier this way, though it does mean if she ever found out she'd be totally blindsided. Do you think you'll tell her?" Charlotte shakes her head vigorously. "Noooooope. Not a chance." <</if>>\ You two continue chatting for a while, discussing her mom's changes. Charlotte says twice that she can't believe her mom is pressuring her to go to college and be boring, even though ''she'' is changing her entire life to have fun and be more open. It strikes you that Charlotte is jealous of her mom. [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteBoobTalk"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteMoneyTalk"); AddEvent($charlotte, "ThinkingAboutImplants"); $mc.cash -= 50; $charlotte.cash += 50; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ You're sitting on the sofa trying to get some work done when Charlotte comes up to you. She sighs loudly, but says nothing. You continue focusing on your work and Charlotte leaves. The cycle repeats itself a few times over the next hour until she eventually returns, still sighing, but this time flopping down on the sofa next to you. "Ughhhhhh." Clearly, she wants attention. "Yes, Charlotte?" "Do you think I'm ugly?" "What? Of course not!" You disagree with her but she continues to sigh, and you continue to try and focus on your work. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Strip.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Before you know it she's stripping down in front of you. So much for a quiet day of work at home. "Are you sure, Mr. $mc.lastname?" It's your turn to sigh now, as you close your laptop. "If I want to be sure, I need to inspect you." You stand up and make sure she's taken off all of her clothes. She begins to speak, but you put your finger on her mouth to shush her. "Be quiet." You look at her face and hold her jaw with your hand. "Beautiful face. Clear eyes, nice skin, a cute nose." You slip your fingers into her mouth. At first playing with her tongue and lips, but then forcing it to the back of her throat. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/SuckFingers.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Useful mouth." You step back. "Turn around." She does as she's told and you continue. "Good figure, delicate arms, a pretty back." You run your hand down her back and you feel goosebumps appear on her skin. "Bend over please Charlotte." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You have a wonderful round ass... A pretty asshole... A neat, inviting vagina... Put your underwear back on." Still in silence she does as she's told. You step back and look at her. "Overall you're very, very beautiful. But..." "But?" "Shush, Charlotte." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Boobs.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "But, you might be a bit prettier with larger breasts. You can speak now." "It bites but thanks for being real with me... I gotta get these bigger. How did my mom get hers?" You're not sure whether Charlotte knows about Stella's work at the strip club, so you avoid the question. "She worked for them. I'm sure you could raise the money" "How much would it be?" "Your mom's were $12,000, but it varies. I know a very good doctor in the city. Next time you come, let's talk about how we can make this happen. OK?" "OK. Thanks, Mr. $mc.lastname!" She begins to get dressed, but you stop her. "I want you to clean the house naked for the rest of the day. I'll pay you $50 extra - to you, not your mom. Your first income of your own." [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteMoneyTalk"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteFinances"); $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining to 1; $charlotte.slutTraining to 1; $charlotte.trustTraining to 1; $charlotte.cash += 50; >>\ "I just wanna make some money, stack that paper, you know?" You both laugh, but she continues. "No, seriously Mr. $mc.lastname. Working here's fine and all, but I gotta work for myself. If I wanna not go to college, I need to find some way to make money, right?" You nod, and grunt approvingly. "Definitely. I'm really glad you're starting to think practically about this." <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModelApprove")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "ModelApprove")>>\ "Did you ever hear back from Amanda?" "Yeah, I did. It seems like a tough world to break into." <</if>>\ "I could do modelling if I really, really wanted to, but I want money faster than that. It did get me thinking, though. There are other things like modelling, right?" "Right..." "Like there are all those girls with ten or twenty thousand followers getting money from sponsors, and they're basically just models, right?" You grimace slightly, but don't disagree. "Right." "So I was thinking I could do something like that. Show off my ass in tight clothes." "Probably not a bad idea, and would help you if you wanted to get into modelling later, but... It's also not a fast way to earn money. You know, there are faster ways..." The silence hangs in the air and your oblique refrence is wasted on Charlotte. "Yeah?" "Well, if you wanted to show off more than just you ass in tight clothes, you can make a lot of money." She laughs. "What, like become a stripper? I can't dance for shit." You laugh too, remembering her awkward moves on the dancefloor the night you two went out. You also feel a flash of anxiety at the chance of Stella and Charlotte bumping into each other at work. "No, no... But, there are girls who do cam shows." "Cam shows?" "Let me show you." [[Continue|Charlotte Money Chat Finish]]

<video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Chatroom/camgirl1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You gesture towards the screen. "See." "I know what cam girls are, Mr. $mc.lastname, I don't live under a rock." You leave the girl up on the screen and continue the chat. "What I ''mean'' is that you can make money quickly if you need to, without any special education or, you know... Learning to dance." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Chatroom/camgirl2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Doesn't look too difficult, does it? And she's probably going to rake in $200 in a couple of hours." Charlotte's eyes linger on the screen, watching the smile as she types, her oiled tits sparkling under the lights. "My mom would kill me if she found out." You suppress a knowing snort. "I think she might be understanding. Besides, she doesn't need to find out until she is ready. You could even do it here." "Here?" "Spare bedroom, or even in this living room. You've got your own laptop, right?" "Yeah..." You smile brightly. "So that's settled, then." She raises a single eyebrow and looks at you, and for a moment you think she's going to write off the entire idea. A little bit of you even hopes that she does, as you already feel guilty lying to Stella in the way that you do, but... "OK. I can try it, see how I like it. I've never been ashamed of my body so... Why start being ashamed now?" <<if $mc.cash gte 50>>\ <<link [[Offer her $50 to clean naked again|Relationship Work 2]]>><<set $charlotte.exhibitionist += 1>><</link>> <</if>>\ <<link [[Let her work normally|Charlotte Work]]>><<addhours 8>><<set $eventFinish to true>><</link>>

<<set $mc.cash -= 50; $charlotte.trustTraining += 1; $charlotte.cash += 50; _randomChoice to random(1, 6); >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ Halfway through Charlotte dusting your TV cabinet you grab her ass and begin to suck on her nipple. After a little bit you reach down and realize she is wet, so you have her sit down on your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ As Charlotte's busy vacuuming around an ugly fur rug that you have no recollection buying, you strip down naked and walk up behind her. You place your flaccid penis between her buttcheeks, and begin to kiss her neck. Without saying anything, she lies down on the rug, and spreads her legs. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ You're sitting and working in your shorts when Charlotte comes up. "I'm bored. Can we fuck, Mr. $lastname?" She begins to rub your crotch and you get your dick out. She sits on top of you, facing away from you and you have the feeling that you're being used as a dildo. Before too long, though, you're about to come and she stops. You can see your dick twitch as you fill her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ Near the end of the day you finish your work and consider what you're going to watch as you jack off when you hear Charlotte in the kitchen and have a better idea. You strip off and call for Charlotte. "Charlotte! Come here please!" She wraps up whatever it was she was doing then comes into the living room to see you jerking off, looking at her. "Just your mouth today, Charlotte." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ Charlotte is cleaning the entrance area when you two make eye contact. Without saying anything she walks over to you, takes you by the hand, then sits you on the leather chair near the front door. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 6>>\ "Your other bathroom was so sticky I needed to put shoes on to clean it..." She shudders, and you sympathise. You decide to give her a little reward for being such a good worker. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust gte 25>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "ThinkingAboutImplants")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "ThinkingAboutImplants"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteImplants"); >>\ <</if>>\ After you two are done Charlotte approaches you. "I've been thinking, Mr. $mc.lastname..." "Yes, Charlotte?" "I think I might want bigger boobs. You like them bigger, right?" "Yes, I do. But don't take such a big step just for my sake." She smiles, and gently punches your shoulder. "It isn't just for you you self-centred jackass... I just... It's for me. It'll make me happier." <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust lt 24>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 3>>\ ''Charlotte now trusts you a lot more.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte already trusts you a lot, and you cannot improve it through this action anymore.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 26>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining += 1>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ <<switch $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining>>\ <<case 2>>\ Charlotte had been cleaning for a couple of hours so far, but it looked like she had something to say. Eventually she worked up the courage to approach you. "Hey... Could I ask a favor, Mr. $mc.lastname?" "Sure, Charlotte. What do you need?" "You're like, good with, like, cameras and all that stuff, right?" You try to look modest, but you nod. "Yeah, I suppose. I did photography at college." "Oh, great! Well..." "...Yes?" "I've started an Instagram page, you see. Separate from my personal one. I want to, like, post photos of me looking pretty and all that kind of stuff." She looks a bit ashamed and tries to head off any criticism you might have. "I know that it won't make any money, at least not soon, but like... I dunno... I just want to let people see the best side of me, you know?" You smile kindly and put your hand on her forearm. "I'd love to help you. Were you wanting to take some photos?" She nods. She's wearing a pretty pink skirt and a light blue top. "In these clothes?" "Yes, I mean, unless you, well, I'd thought that..." She's nervous, and you wonder where the woman making out with you at the nightclub has got to. "You look great. Let's just take some photos in here, OK?" You get out your camera and spend about 45 minutes taking photos of her in various places around your apartment. You upload it to your computer and let Charlotte pick her favorite. <img src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/2.jpg" height="600"> "I think I look pretty there, right?" She does, but you hope she'll begin to show off a little more in future photos. <<case 3>>\ "Please can we take some photos again? I have a costume for today." "Sure!" As you get your kit ready she explains how she was in the West Village and came across a sex shop. She walked in mainly to laugh with her friend at the gigantic dildos on sale there, when she saw a mannequin wearing a bright neon outfit that would work perfectly for her Instagram. "I'm going to this dance festival this weekend and I thought I'd look super hot in this. I thought we could take some proper photos of me all dressed up, then I can post photos from the festival this weekend." You look at her with a smile, one that you felt was pride, but which she finds unsettling. "What? Is that bad?" "No, not at all, I think it's a very good idea." You spend about 30 minutes taking photos of her in her festival outfit, and she selects the one she likes the most. <img src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/3.jpg" height="600"> "I look cute there. But also kinda sexy. Not too sexy, but like... I want to dance." You're happy to see that she's becoming a bit more adventurous. <<case 4>>\ "I bought a lingerie set. Can you take some photos of me in it Mr. $mc.lastname? Pleeeeease?" You enjoy her begging so you decide not to tell her that taking photos of her in lingerie is something you'd enjoy doing anyway. "If you insist." As she changes in front of you, you ask her whether she's planning to take the Instagram page in a more sexual direction. "...I mean, what if your mom finds out?" She stops applying mascara and looks at you with a dead face."Have you seen how she's dressing lately?" Charlotte lets out a derisive laugh, and goes back to her makeup. "She can't say anything to me." You spend about 45 minutes taking photos, and Charlotte even flashes her pussy at you, which you get a photo of. Sensibly, though, Charlotte opts for a classier shot. <img src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/4.jpg" height="600"> "I want to look a bit like a ho, but not, like... A major ho." <<case 5>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "ThinkingAboutImplants")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "ThinkingAboutImplants"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteImplants"); >>\ <</if>>\ Charlotte doesn't approach you to take photos today, but you look up her account. Her latest photo is a selfie of her wearing a downright slutty outfit. Her ass is hanging out and, if she hadn't been angling it at the mirror for full asstasticness, you're sure you could have seen her nipples through her bikini top. <img src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/5.jpg" height="600"> You look at the comments underneath, and see that 90% of them are positive. She only has about 3,000 followers, which isn't bad for a normal person, but not exactly impressive for a would-be Instaho. A few comments on this photo and others do make fun of her small breasts, and you wonder how Charlotte feels about this criticism. <<default>>\ Charlotte asks you to take photos of her in a new lingerie set which is so see through that you can see her vagina through the mesh panties. <img src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/1.jpg" height="600"> <</switch>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist lt 24>>\ <<set $charlotte.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is already too much of an exhibitionist for you to transform her by doing this anymore.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 26>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $charlotte.slutTraining += 1>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ <<switch $charlotte.slutTraining>> <<case 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 35>>\ "So... I decided I'm gonna take your advice. I'm gonna try out this entire 'camgirl' thing." She nods to herself a few times. "I've got this, right? I'm sexy. I'm hot. I'm good at being slutty. Right, Mr. $mc.lastname? I'm good at being slutty?" "If last -" She interrupts you with a big, loud, exhaling breath through her mouth. Charlotte's nervous. You walk up to her and take both her hands. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, OK? Just try it out, see if you like it." "OK... OK. I got this. I'm uhhhh... Gonna go to the other bedroom, OK? So don't come in. If that's alright." "Of course it's alright." You kiss her on her forehead, then watch as she heads to the back bedroom. You return to your desk and get back to work when, about an hour later, she e-mails you a link to a cam site. You click it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Chatroom/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You see her posing in a lingerie set on your spare bed, holding up her phone as she chats with a customer. You're strangely proud of her for doing so well her very first time in front of the camera, and stick around for a few minutes to watch. She's generally just talking and only showing a bit of nipple, so you close the page after a while. About an hour later she comes out, wearing her normal clothes. "What did you think?" "You're a natural. Where did you get the idea to videochat on your phone at the same time from?" "Oh. That's just in the advice from the chat website. Like, it makes you closer to the guys, right?" "How much did you make?" She looks a bit disappointed. "Only $35, after the site fees." "$35!!! That's amazing! Maybe not if you were experienced, but for your very first time? Very good job Charlotte. I'm proud of you." Charlotte smiles up at you with a sweet smile of gratitude. <<case 3>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 50>>\ "Big day for my fans, today. Showing my tits for the first time, all show, all nipple. Even going to touch myself, under my panties of course." You're a bit disappointed that Charlotte's taking things so slow, and you suspect that will show up in her earnings. You decide to watch her today. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Chatroom/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She's certainly growing in terms of her personality, but the vibe in the room wasn't great. When she comes out you ask her how much she earned. "Only $50... After all that, barely improved from my very first show." "There's not much point doing a halfway show. Chatting, teasing, a hint of nipple can do OK. But if you want to earn a lot more, you're going to have to show a lot more." She looks at your screen, where you have another cam show up, with a girl currently shoving a huge dildo down her throat. "I suppose..." Charlotte spends the rest of the day cleaning up your apartment, moving around as if under a sulking raincloud. <<case 4>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 220>>\ Charlotte finishes the most urgent of chores, and then comes up behind you at your desk. "I'm going all the way today. You should take a break and watch." About 15 minutes later the usual link appears in your inbox and you begin watching. Within 10 minutes you have your cock out. Within 20 you are peeking your head round the door to watch, alternating between real life and the close up pussy shots on your phone. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Chatroom/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You return to your desk after nearly getting caught, and wait for Charlotte to be done. "$220!! Two hundred and twenty ''fucking'' dollars!!" She giggles and screams with happiness. "Two hours work!" "Wow. That's more than I get paid, hourly, at least." You both laugh, and Charlotte continues cleaning your apartment, humming happily to herself as she does so. <<case 5>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "ThinkingAboutImplants")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "ThinkingAboutImplants"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteImplants"); >>\ <</if>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 300>>\ Charlotte send you a link to a video from her show earlier in the afternoon. "Hey guys, I just wanted to let you know, I'm looking to make some upgrades. I've heard some of your feedback and I'm officially setting a target for $12,000. Every dollar you give me will go towards..." She does a fake drumroll here. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Chatroom/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "New tits!" A few minutes after you've watched the video, Charlotte comes up to you. "I made $300 today. It shouldn't take me long til I'm better endowed." <<default>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 330>>\ Charlotte sets up for the day and sends you her usual link. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Chatroom/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Out of the corner of your eye you watch Charlotte masturbate, chat with fans, and use a dildo on herself. At the end of the day she comes out and lets you know that she earned $330. <</switch>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 26>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut lt 24>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 3>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a slut for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $stella.happiness gte 4>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteImplants"); AddEvent($charlotte, "Surgery"); AddEvent($charlotte, "SurgeryStellaEmail"); $charlotte.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ "Mr. $mc.lastname... I'm gonna get new boobs." You don't react to her and continue reading your book. "Is that so?" "Yes. I'm going to go up to a D." You look up and make a show of examining her chest. "What are you now, a B?" She looks at you with jaw dropped. "Yeah. Can you just eyeball cup sizes? Impressed. Anyway. Can I use your guy? He did a really good job with my mom." "Been paying close attention have we?" You're about to make fun of her further when you see that Charlotte's beginning to blush. "But sure. I'll pass you on to him. It'll cost about $10,000 if you're just wanting to move up to a D. When you have the money, you can get it done... Do you have $10,000?" She looks down at the ground. "I'll figure something out! I'm making good money lately." She sighs. She flops down on the sofa next to you, limply. "It'll be fun when they're bigger, won't it?" [[Back to work|Charlotte Work]] <<else>>\ "Mr. $mc.lastname... I'm gonna get new boobs. Bigger boobs." You make a grimace slightly. "Is that a good idea at the moment? I'm not sure how your mom would take it." Charlotte groans. "Gooooood, she's so annoying." ''Stella is either too unhappy, or not accepting enough of your role in Charlotte's life, for Charlotte to get breast enhancement surgery.'' [[Put Charlotte to Work|Charlotte Work]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "SurgeryStellaEmail"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteHealed"); $charlotte.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ Hello $mc.name, Have you had any worries about Charlotte lately? She seems happy, and I'm sure I'm just being paranoid, but she's seemed... Different. Like she has less to lose. She told me that she was going off to stay with a friend for a week, but refused to give me any more details. Do you know where she is? Hope you are well, Stella Stella - I don't, I'm afraid. She didn't even tell me that she was going somewhere, she just stopped turning up to clean when I asked her to. When she's back ask her to reach out to me. - $mc.name It's true, you have no concrete idea of where Charlotte is, but you have your suspicions. [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboAdvice"); $charlotte.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ Before Charlotte starts working she approaches you, with an air of slight nervousness. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname..." "Hey Charlotte. How's it going?" "Good, good... I uh... I had a question for you." "Sure, what's up?" Charlotte begins to explain a whole long story regarding a boy she used to know from high school, some girl she's friends with, a saga regarding a phone that Alana SWEARS was stolen but which everyone thinks was just lost by Alana, the drunk slut. "...So I suppose what I'm really wondering is, how much effort should I make for this party? I know that I should go, and it isn't like I really hate anyone there, but at the same time, you know, I just... I don't really give a shit." It strikes you that, should you want to, this is an opportune time to slip in a little Life Coaching. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[You should always strive to be the best version of yourself|Charlotte Bimbo Advice][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Trust your gut and don't worry too much about others|Charlotte Bimbo Advice][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 2>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "You should always strive to be the best version of yourself. Perhaps it is not my place to say this, but I would either not go, or make sure you are stunning. There is no point attending the party and making a poor impression." "But I kinda want to send Alana a message that she isn't that important to me." "Fine, but are you not important to yourself? Why would you make yourself look worse to everyone just to send a message to Alana?" Charlotte nods thoughtfully then shrugs. "Fuck it. I'll really show them." ''Charlotte is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut -= 2>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "Trust your gut and don't worry too much about others. Personally I think you should still make a good figure of yourself regardless, but if you don't want to, don't. There's no point getting too hung up on what other people think of you." Charlotte smiles up at you. "Yeah! Fuck 'em." ''Charlotte is now much less of a slut.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboOpinion")>>\ You're just idly looking of photos of bimbos on the internet, rubbing your cock through your trousers, wasting time you should be using more productively. <img src="images/Misc/InternetBimbos.jpg" height="600"> "About to start jacking off, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You jump slightly, startled. Charlotte laughs. "Surprise you, did I?" "You creep around this house like a spider." She makes a creepy sucky noise, which you suspect is her imitation of a spider. "Do you really like women that look like this, Mr. $mc.lastname?" "Yeah, yeah I do. I think they're really beautiful. Don't you?" She shakes her head slightly. "It looks like they were made in a doctor's office, you know? Like I'm down with the fake boobs, but I bet half of what you're looking at is fake." <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Try to change her mind|Charlotte Bimbo Opinion][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Don't try to change her mind|Charlotte Bimbo Opinion][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 2>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "Isn't that OK, though? They clearly know what they want, and they're trying to look their absolute best. Is it really all that different from spending a lot of money on a dress that you know makes you look really good?" "Yeah? I mean, it's a big step, you can take off a dress..." "It is permanent, but doesn't that make it all the more admirable that they are willing to take such pride in their appearance?" Charlotte shrugs, and while you don't think you've convinced her, hopefully she's willing to consider a different point of view now. ''Charlotte is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut -= 2>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ You don't really say much, feeling almost a bit insulted, and thinking about your past girlfriends. "Yeah, I suppose." Charlotte smiles at you. "Anyway, I'm going to get back to work. Let me know if you need help with anything..." Her eyes linger on your dick as she leaves the room, and she giggles. ''Charlotte is now much less of a slut.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteHealed"); RemoveEvent($charlotte, "Surgery"); AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaImplantTalk"); $charlotte.transformLevel to 1; $charlotte.trustTraining to 0; $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining to 0; $charlotte.slutTraining to 0; >>\ There's a knock at your door, and you think to yourself that you aren't expecting any visitors today. "Who is it?" "It's me. Open up." "Charlotte? Where have you been, I've been..." <img src="images/Charlotte/Profile.jpg" height="600"> "Charlotte? Is that... Wow." Charlotte squeals happily. "I went to Dr. Yanovic!" She begins to laugh and runs in to your bedroom. Her shouts trail off as she runs. "Stay there! I'm going to change. I want you to see the work." You mill awkwardly around your own home, wondering what the hell happened. In the back of your mind you're aware that Stella knows nothing about this, but it's pushed well back as you wait to see Charlotte's new body. "Like me? When I mentioned you had sent me to him Dr. Yanovic gave me lip filler for free." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You look at her with only lust on your mind, and your dick hardens quickly, and almost audibly. "You look... Fuck, Charlotte. You look amazing." She begins to undo her bra straps. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "They're Ds, just like I wanted." "You're such a good bimbo. "What?" She looks at you with a wry smile and you remember that Stella isn't the only one you've been lying to. You stammer out some words before she shuts you up. "I mean, blonde, big tits, I - " "Right? I want you to be the first one to enjoy them. Lie down, Mr. $mc.lastname." She lies you down and takes your throbbing cock out of your pants. She gently sucks the tip of your cock, and dribbles spit on her tits. She begins to rub the tip of your cock on her tits and you can feel how large they are, you can feel the implants. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Do you like this, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You gasp and look down at her as she rubs your spit covered cock between her tits. She goes and goes until you are close to coming. "Do you like turning women into blonde bimbos with big, fake tits?" "What?" You get nervous now and try to move away from Charlotte but she just speeds up, jerking you off fast. "I know what you did with my mom... Dr. Yanovic told me all about it. What a good customer you are, how you train women... Do you want to turn me into a bimbo, Mr. $mc.lastname?" "I... I..." Your mind is blank as you look down at Charlotte jerking you off onto her new, fake tits. "I'm coming!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She smiles as you orgasm, then sucks the last few spurts of cum straight from your dick. You lie back, your mind dark in a moment of post-orgasm clarity, but Charlotte is still beneath you, sucking on your balls and idly playing with your fast shrinking dick. [[Continue|Charlotte Implants Talk]]

<<set _passageText to "You receive an e-mail">>\ <<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Charlotte Sleep Events]]>>\ <<elseif $charlotte.trainingComplete is false>>\ <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 0>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining gte 4 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaFindsPanties") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Finds Panties]] <<elseif $charlotte.slutTraining gte 4 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaFindsCamera") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Finds Camera][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif $charlotte.bimbo gte 23 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaCharlotteFlash") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Flash][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaImplantTalk")>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Implant Talk]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModellingFirstTime")>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Modelling First Time]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaPornEmail") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Porn E-mail]] <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 25 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaInternetPhoto") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Internet Photo]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingThirdLesson") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaShower") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Shower]] <<elseif $charlotte.pornCount gte 9 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaCharlottePornDiscover") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Porn Discover]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaNice") is false and CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFifthLesson") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Thursday" and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Friday">>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Nice]] <<elseif $charlotte.modellingCount gte 4 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaModelShop") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Model Shop]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExam") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaMakeup") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Makeup]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFired") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaFiredResponse") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Fired Response]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExam") and CheckEvent($stella, "SchoolFired") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaPhotography") is false>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Stella Photography]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarReject") is false and $charlotte.weeklyPornEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest")>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Porn Interest]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest2")>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Porn Interest 2]] <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest3")>>\ [[_passageText|Charlotte Porn Interest 3]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "StellaImplantTalk"); AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTraining"); AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFirstLesson"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarBegin"); $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining to 1; $charlotte.slutTraining to 1; $charlotte.cash -= 10000; $charlotte.debt += 10000; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteSexLie")>>\ <<set $stella.happiness -= 1; $stella.charlotteTrust to 2; >>\ By now you're almost used to your home being the scene of early morning disputes and you wearily lift yourself out of bed to answer the door. "Yes?" "It's Stella, and Charlotte." Charlotte told her mom the truth last night - at least about the surgery and the work, though you hope she didn't mention you two are having sex. You open the door and they both walk in, and you have to admit both of them are looking stunning. Charlotte is wearing tight black jeans with a black off-the-shoulder crop top that shows off her midriff, while Stella is rocking her blonde hair and a floral dress that shows off her large tits. The fact that you've transformed both of them, and slept with both of them, makes you feel a strange mix of proud and ashamed. But mainly proud. "I'm sorry for being so rude, $mc.name, we just-" Charlotte cuts in. "-she just-" "-need to talk to you." You're still in your dressing gown and you yawn and nod at the same time. "I think that's a good idea. Come into the kitchen while I make coffee." "I'll make it. You two talk." You and Stella let Charlotte make the coffee, then tread over to the living room. You sit on the sofa, next to each other. "So." "So." You can hear the clock ticking, and Charlotte bustling about in the kitchen, as Stella formulates her words. "I know I shouldn't be surprised." Stella sighs, and you detect a hint of resignation. A good way to begin, all things considered. "Charlotte said in our long talk last night, we all are who we all are. So, you know, I'm doing this //thing// with you because I've always been a worrier, a bit too serious, but I want to be happier and more care free. You've helped me do that." Stella smiles, weakly. "But I didn't think Charlotte needed that help, she's always been confident, and fun, and... I don't know. She's always been like the best bits of being a bimbo, you know?" Charlotte comes in with the coffee, and hands each of you a cup. Both you and Stella nod your heads in thanks and Stella continues. "And you... I mean..." She gestures to her and Charlotte. "Who you really are is a man who can shape others, help them become who they want to be." Charlotte puts her hand on her mom's forearm and you can sense that last night involved a lot of honesty, and a lot of tears. "I'm unhappy that you hid this from me, and I can't help but feel that both of you have let me down. But... I can't hold back my daughter, and I can't stop her from doing what I've grown so much from." You feel guilty now that Charlotte didn't tell her the whole truth, but you're thankful that you avoided a huge argument. "I'm sorry, Stella." "I'm sorry too, mom." "I appreciate that, and I know you're being sincere. I'll try to drop this subject, but just one last thing." She looks both you and Charlotte in the eyes as she says this. "My feelings might change, but what's important hasn't. I'm not gonna stand by and watch my daughter throw away her future. She owes a lot of money for her new breasts, and though she might be the only one on the hook legally, as far as I'm concerned it's up to both of you to get that paid off as soon as possible." You nod grimly, and the three of you finish your coffees. The mood is still awkward, but the Stella even cracks a few jokes about abiding by the Principles of Bimboism. ''Stella is unhappy with you, but is a little more accepting of your role in Charlotte's life.'' <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteSexTruth")>>\ <<set $stella.charlotteTrust to 3; $stella.happiness -= 2; >>\ By now you're almost used to your home being the scene of early morning disputes and you wearily lift yourself out of bed to answer the door. "Yes?" "It's Stella, and Charlotte." Charlotte told her mom the truth last night - at least about the surgery and the work, though you hope she didn't mention you two are having sex. You open the door and they both walk in, and you have to admit both of them are looking stunning. Charlotte is wearing tight black jeans with a black off-the-shoulder crop top that shoes off her midriff, while Stella is rocking her blonde hair and a floral dress that shows off her large tits. The fact that you've transformed both of them, and slept with both of them, makes you feel a strange mix of proud and ashamed. But mainly proud. "Sorry for the early visit, $mc.name, we just-" Charlotte cuts in. "-she just-" "-need to talk to you." You're still in your dressing gown and you yawn and nod at the same time. "I think that's a good idea. Come into the kitchen while I make coffee." "I'll make it. You two talk." You and Stella let Charlotte make the coffee, then tread over to the living room. You sit on the sofa, next to each other. "So." "So." You can hear the clock ticking, and Charlotte bustling about in the kitchen, as Stella formulates her words. "I gotta admit, I'm unhappy with all this." She lets out an angry sigh. "My daughter comes home, with fake tits that she didn't tell me about, tells me she's showing off her body all over the internet, and that you two are sleeping together?" Charlotte brings out the coffees and sits the other side of her mom, looking down at the ground. She maintains a bleak face, but winks at you when her mom isn't looking. "It's just... How could you?" She lets out another angry sigh. "Charlotte's been clear that this is what she wants, that she hasn't felt at all manipulated, that, if anything, she's been the one leading you down this path." Stella casts an angry look at Charlotte. "Well, I don't exactly find that hard to believe." "I know I shouldn't be surprised." Stella sighs yet again, and you detect a hint of resignation. An improvement. "Charlotte said in our long talk last night, we all are who we all are. So, you know, I'm doing this //thing// with you because I've always been a worrier, a bit too serious, but I want to be happier and more care free. You've helped me do that." Stella smiles, weakly. "But I didn't think Charlotte needed that help, she's always been confident, and fun, and... I don't know. She's always been like the best bits of being a bimbo, you know?" Charlotte comes in with the coffee, and hands each of you a cup. Both you and Stella nod your heads in thanks and Stella continues. "And you... I mean..." She gestures to her and Charlotte. "Who you really are is a man who can shape others, help them become who they want to be." "I'm sorry, Stella. I just... Once it began, I didn't know how to tell you. I think Charlotte was right to lay all the cards on the table, though, and tell you the whole truth. As much as it hurts I think we'll all be better for it." Stella lets out a skeptical scoff, but says nothing. "I promise I'll look out for your daughter, just like I've looked out for you. That means something, right?" Stella looks you in the eyes and nods, and you can see her eyes well up ever so slightly. Charlotte puts her hand on her mom's forearm, and you can sense that last night involved a lot of honesty, a lot of shouting, and at least a few tears. "I appreciate that, and I know you're being sincere. One last thing, and perhaps the most important one." She looks both you and Charlotte in the eyes as she says this. "My feelings might change, but what's important hasn't. I'm not gonna stand by and watch my daughter throw away her future. She owes a lot of money for her new breasts, and though she might be the only one on the hook legally, as far as I'm concerned it's up to both of you to get that paid off as soon as possible." You nod grimly, and the three of you finish your coffees. The mood is still awkward by the time they leave and you know you'll have to work hard to regain Stella's trust. But, on the plus side, you're not really sure what you could do with Charlotte now that would come as a shock. ''Stella is very unhappy with you, but is a lot more accepting of your role in Charlotte's life.'' <</if>>\ ''You can now begin to coach Charlotte properly.'' [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

Charlotte eventually leaves you to stew, as she showers and changes. You worry whether Charlotte will hate you, whether Stella will hate you. You agonize over all your past decisions and wonder how the fuck you always seem to turn golden situations into shit. The anti-Midas, that's what the should call you. You shout-whisper at the ceiling. "What the fuck is wrong with me!?" "Not much that some self confidence can't fix." You look up and see Charlotte standing in the doorway. <img src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Talk.jpg" height="600"> "What's wrong?" "What? Nothing, I..." It feels strange for the tables to turn like this, for you to be the vulnerable one, and you're about to smile through it when you realize that won't help anyone in the long run. "You don't hate me, do you?" Charlotte laughs. "Hate you? What for?" "Your mom... For lying to you about that... I -" Charlotte looks you dead in the eye. "Mr. $mc.lastname, the first thing I did when I was healed up was come over here to show off my new body and suck your dick. Does that seem like I hate you?" She comes and sits down next to you, putting her hand on your naked thigh. "Like, OK, I was mad at first, but... I like my mom more, now. She's still soooooo annoying but we get along better when she isn't giving me a hard time about something. And if anyone should have told me it was her, not you. I like what you've done with her, and without really knowing it, I like what you've done with me." She continues to stare into your eyes. "OK." "I do think, though, that we should tell her the truth." She sees the flash of worry in your eyes. "The whole truth. She's gonna know something's up when she sees my new lips and boobs." Charlotte makes a peeling gesture. "Just gotta yank it, like a band-aid." "I'm gonna tell her tonight, when I go back home. OK?" [[OK|Charlotte Implants Truth]] [[Maybe not about the sex|Charlotte Implants Lie]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteSexTruth")>>\ "OK. Just so you know, though, we -" "Are also fucking?" You look at her wide-eyed, shocked that she's accepting you fucking her mom so casually. "I kinda figured. I know you well enough by now and her, well... She's been happier lately." Charlotte laughs, and bends down to kiss your penis goodbye. "Wish me luck, Mr. $mc.lastname" You have a sudden realization and call after her. "Wait! Charlotte! How did you pay for the operation?" "Oh, I just borrowed the money, Dr. Yanovic explained it to me. Pay it back each month, like a student loan." Charlotte shuts the door behind her before you can say anything more. [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteSexLie")>>\ "OK, but don't tell her... You know..." "That we are fucking?" "Yeah." "She already suspects it. I mean, you two are fucking, right?" You're quietly shocked that Charlotte's so casual about you having sex with her mom. "Not like we are, but we have once." Charlotte nods. "OK. I'll keep that from her, at least." Charlotte gets up to leave and kisses your penis goodbye. You have a sudden realization and call after her. "Wait! Charlotte! How did you pay for the operation?" "Oh, I just borrowed the money, Dr. Yanovic explained it to me. Pay it back each month, like a student loan." Charlotte shuts the door behind her before you can say anything more. [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaFindsPanties")>>\ Hi $mc.name! I found these in Charlotte's room. She said that she'd taken them when she was cleaning your place. <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Panties.jpg" width="600"> Do you want them back? Thanks! Stella You shoot back a quick e-mail. They aren't yours, but you see an opportunity. Stella - Yes, please. Tell Charlotte that she is to bring them back to me when she next comes and cleans. - $mc.name The next time Charlotte comes round to clean, you ask her to strip down and only wear the Daddy panties while she tidies up. You feel a little guilty involving Stella in this, but... [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaFindsCamera")>>\ Hi $mc.name! I think there's something a little strange going on. Charlotte's being way more private when she gets home in the evenings now, and I can hear strange things coming from her room. Then, today, when I went to get her laundry I saw that there was this camera type thing pointed right at her bed. Have you noticed anything strange when she's at work? Thanks! Stella <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Tell her it's just social media stuff|Charlotte Stella Finds Camera][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tell her you don't know|Charlotte Stella Finds Camera][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Stella - Oh, it's normal, it's just social media stuff. I bet she's just talking to her friends over video chat. - $mc.name [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo -= 1>>\ Stella - I'm not sure, I'm afraid. Have you asked her? - $mc.name ''Charlotte is now less of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaCharlotteFlash")>>\ Hi $mc.name! I need a little advice. I was getting out of a cab earlier with Charlotte when she tripped over - she's started wearing heels almost as high as mine - and, anyway, when she fell I saw that she wasn't wearing any panties. Worse, she's totally waxed. Worst, she wasn't even ashamed! She just laughed and told me that she shouldn't do that kind of thing for free. Is this OK? How has she been when she's at your house? Thanks, Stella <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Tell her it's OK|Charlotte Stella Flash][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tell her you'll talk to Charlotte|Charlotte Stella Flash][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ Stella - It's fine! I'm sure she's just joking. Besides, she's growing into her womanhood now, it's normal to push boundaries a bit. - $mc.name [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo -= 1>>\ Stella - I'll talk to her, see if I can persuade her to wear panties as a rule. - $mc.name At least, as a rule around her mother. ''Charlotte is now less of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarBegin")>>\ <<set _randomChoice to 2>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _randomChoice to random(1, 6)>>\ <</if>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 100; $charlotte.cash += 100; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ You leave a $100 bill on the entrance table for when Charlotte arrives. When she sees it she strips down, and gets to work. <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ In the afternoon you find yourself at your desk, bored out of your mind, trying to get a little work done. You tap your fingers in a drum roll on the desk. Out of the corner of your eye you see Charlotte bending over to clean under your sofa. "Charlotte. It isn't only my house that needs to be clean, but also the people in it. Get on your back please." Charlotte does as she's told and begins to rub herself, in anticipation of you fucking her. You're not going to do that today, though, merely inspect her. You begin to finger her asshole and explain to her how important it is for a good bimbo to always be ready. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/Transform/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ Charlotte's busy dusting in your office. You want to cum, but you also want that office dusted. You strip down and search for some porn on your TV before settling on a classic gangbang scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Gangbang.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As you're jacking off Charlotte comes into the room and sees what you're watching. Your eyes dart between the screen and her, as at first she simply sits next to you without saying anything and begins to touch herself. Then she sits down on top of you, and watches the screen as she fucks you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/Transform/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarBegin")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "PornstarBegin"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest"); >>\ Charlotte is now interested in porn. <</if>>\ <<case 3>>\ You're at your desk when you hear a crash of splintering glass and breaking wood. Charlotte shouts out. "FUCK! FUCK!" You run into your bedroom to see Charlotte standing over a broken picture frame, of a poster that you had bought in the Himalayan foothills. You also notice that she's wearing shorts and a black crop top. "I'm very angry Charlotte." Charlotte looks like she might be on the verge of tears. "I'm sorry, was it expensive? I can get it f-" "I paid you $100 to clean my house naked. Why are you dressed? On your knees, Charlotte." "Yes, Mr. $mc.lastname" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/Transform/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ Near the end of the day you finish your work and consider what you're going to watch as you jack off when you hear Charlotte in the kitchen and have a better idea. You strip off and call for Charlotte. "Charlotte! Come here please!" She wraps up whatever it was she was doing then comes into the living room to see you jerking off, looking at her. "Just your mouth today, Charlotte." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/Transform/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ You get back from a meeting in the city and hear the sound of Charlotte running away from the door as you unlock it. By the time the door is open, and you can see properly into the room, Charlotte is on your sofa, legs spread, rubbing herself. "I thought you might have had a tough day." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/Transform/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 6>>\ You get back from a run and decide to take a shower. Charlotte's busy cleaning the house and walks in on your showering. "Mind if I join you Mr. $mc.lastname? I got all dirty." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Work/Naked/Transform/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5 and random(1, 6) lte 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella walks in on you two fucking, but doesn't leave. "Don't let me disturb your fun, I'm just looking for my magazine. After she finds it she leaves the room, leaving you two to it. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella walks in on you two fucking, but doesn't leave. She lets out a short snort. "I swear I'm the only one around here that actually gets any work done." <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust lte 34>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 3>>\ ''Charlotte now trusts you a lot more.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte already trusts you a lot, and you cannot improve it through this action anymore.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 30>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining gte 4 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "Modelling") is false and CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModellingReject") is false>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "ModelInterest")>>\ <</if>>\ <<set $charlotte.exhibitionistTraining += 1; _randomChoice to random(1, 6); >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ Charlotte asks you to take some photos for her. She's begun to monetize her small but growing Instagram following by also taking photos for a premium snapchat. <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ A smouldering look and frilly lingerie for IG... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/1a.jpg" height="600"> And a shot peering up at her bare breasts and vagina for Snapchat. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/1b.jpg" height="600"> <<case 2>>\ Sexy athleisure for IG... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/2a.jpg" height="600"> Tits out, open wide for Snapchat. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/2b.jpg" width="600"> <<case 3>>\ A fierce, sexy shot of Charlotte in a collar and bikini for IG... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/3a.jpg" height="600"> And a squatting shot of her asshole and tits for Snapchat. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/3b.jpg" height="600"> <<case 4>>\ Charlotte looking sexy in white lingerie for IG... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/4a.jpg" height="600"> "I want to do something different this time. Jerk off onto my face." And a somewhat safe for work photo of Charlotte with your cum on her face for Snapchat. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/4b.jpg" height="600"> <<case 5>>\ A cute, but sexy lingerie shot for IG... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/5a.jpg" height="600"> And a close-up of her pussy for Snapchat. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/5b.jpg" height="600"> <<case 6>>\ A boundary-pushing shot on a chair for IG... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/6a.jpg" height="600"> And a hot, legs spread shot for Snapchat. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Naked/6b.jpg" height="600"> <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5 and random(1, 6) lte 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Towards the end of the shoot Stella walks in. Charlotte gives her mom a quick wave before returing to her pose and spreading for the camera. When the shoot is over Stella brings you both bottles of water, as well as a packet of makeup removal wipes for Charlotte. As she begins to help Charlotte remove her makeup, she compliments her on the shoot. "You look so good sweetie! Have you been working out lately?" "Thanks mom! Not really, just eating right." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Towards the end of the shoot Stella knocks on the door frame and peers in. Charlotte gives her mom a quick wave before returing to her pose and spreading for the camera. When the shoot is over Stella asks to see some of the photos and gives Charlotte useful advice on better poses, and some ideas for future shoots. "You're looking really good though, have you been working out?" "Nah, just eating right." <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist lte 34>>\ <<set $charlotte.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is already too much of an exhibitionist for you to transform her by doing this anymore.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 30>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ Charlotte comes bounding into the room, clearly ecstatic. "Hey, Mr. $mc.lastname... Guess what?" <img src="images/Charlotte/Profile.jpg" height="600"> You stand up, excited by her infectious mood. "What? Did you win the lottery?" She laughs, and puts her hand on your chest. "Almost! I just got asked to model something. Legit modelling, for this boutique lingerie company in the city. They're gonna pay me $2,500." "No way! That's amazing Charlotte." "It is, right?" She taps her fingernails on the pillar she is standing next too, creating a sharp clacking sound on the steel. "I'm really happy about it, but I can't help but feel that it's a huge step." She exhales sharply through her nose. "I'm usually really confident, but big decisions can spook me a bit. Do you think I should do it?" You decide not to answer her question but to talk her through it, therapist style. "Why don't you weigh up the pros and cons of this." She lets out a big breath. "So... The upside is obviously money, and confidence. Like, lingerie models are hot, right? I'll know for sure that I'm hot now. The downside is that if I'm successful that's kind of that. I can't really do other stuff because I can't ruin my career. And I'm not sure I want a career just yet, I'm happy with a job." "You can't just do this and then see where it goes?" "No, you're right, I can, but like... Shit kinda snowballs, you know? I do this, then if I'm good something else comes up, blah blah blah." "Well, I'm proud of you for being so sensible about this and going into it eyes open." She smiles at you. "Thanks, Mr. $mc.lastname. But be honest with me, do you think I should do it? ''WARNING: If Charlotte begins to actively pursue a modelling career she will never be able to go to college to study a serious subject.'' [[You shouldn't do it|Charlotte Modelling Choice][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I think it's a great idea|Charlotte Modelling Choice][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "ModelInterest"); AddEvent($charlotte, "ModellingReject"); >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "You should probably pass, I think. On the one hand you've still got to think about college, and doing something sensible there -" She rolls her eyes so hard here that you half worry her eyeballs will pop out "- and, besides, your adult work is going so well. Modelling and a bit of cam work can probably coexist, but you'll never be able to really focus on being an adult actress if you're having to maintain the kind of standards they expect from models." She looks sad, but takes it on board. "Yeah..." [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "ModelInterest"); AddEvent($charlotte, "Modelling"); AddEvent($charlotte, "ModellingFirstTime"); $charlotte.cash += 2500; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "Do it. Don't let the chance pass you by. I think it would be awesome for you." A smile slowly spreads across Charlotte's face until she's baring all her teeth. "Right? I'll do it." She jumps up and plants a kiss on your cheek. [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "ModellingFirstTime"); $charlotte.modellingCount to 1; >>\ yo mr $mc.lastname! check it outttttt <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/FirstTime.jpg" height="600"> im so happy, i think the shots came out really great thanks for all your support - feel free to arrange other shoots for me, lol xxx ''You can now arrange model work for Charlotte from your desk.'' [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $passageChoice is 0>> <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "PornstarDecide")>>\ "Hey, Mr. $mc.lastname... I was thinking." <img src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Talk.jpg" height="600"> "Yes?" "I know I'm making a lot of money with my cam show, and my IG, and all of that... But I... I dunno. I, like... I want to do more. I don't just want to make more, I want to ''do'' more - do you know what I mean?" "Not really. What do you mean, Charlotte?" "Well..." She blushes slightly, and you realize that you haven't seen Charlotte blush in a long time. She really has changed significantly since you first met her. "Like..." You smile at her. "Whatever it is Charlotte, you can tell me." She lets out a big breath. "So... You know those videos I've been sending you, right?" Oh. That's where this is going. "I want... I want..." "You want to start doing videos like that? You want to start shooting porn?" She nods. "Yes. I really want to. I like... I know I'd be great at it. "I think you would too." She smiles up at you and giggles slightly. "It's a huge step, though. A really huge step." You gesture towards the bedroom where she's done most of her cam work "All that stuff, you can come back from, but this? Once you've been fucked on camera, that's sort of it. You can build a life, but once those videos are out there... They're never coming back." "I know... But still... I just... Like, W. B. Yeats was born to be a poet, I was born to take dick on camera." You begin to laugh, hard. Charlotte joins in, a little nervously. "What? What's so funny?" "You're referencing Yeats while trying to justify becoming a pornstar. Maybe your mother is right and you should go to college. You're smart enough to." She looks thoughtful. "Maybe... What do you think I should do Mr. $mc.lastname? I trust your advice." ''WARNING: If Charlotte begins shooting porn she will not go to college, no matter how much you encourage her.'' [[You shouldn't do it|Charlotte Porn Talk][$passageChoice to 1]] [[I think it's a great idea|Charlotte Porn Talk][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarReject")>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "Honestly? I don't think you should. Don't get me wrong, I think you'd be great at it, but I think you're too young to make such a major decision. It'll impact the rest of your life and could make things really difficult for you." She looks sad, but takes it on board. "Thanks, Mr. $mc.lastname. Like I know I want to but you're probably right." [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornFirstTime"); >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "I think as long as you're sensible it's a great idea. You can make a lot of money, money that you can save, and you'll be able to have a lot of fun while you're still young." Charlotte begins to jiggle on the spot in happiness. "I'm sooooo glad you think so. I'll clean the house today but be ready for tomorrow, we're going to shoot my first scene." "We?" "Duhhhh. Mr. $mc.lastname, you think I'd shoot my first scene with anyone else but you?" [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set $charlotte.slutTraining += 1; _randomChoice to random(1, 6); >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 200>>\ Charlotte shoots a panty focused show today, playing with her pussy as she tries on various pairs of panties, getting them all wet. She makes an extra $200 from selling the used pairs. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Camshow/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ Charlotte plays with a dildo in your shower. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Camshow/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ "I thought I'd do something different today. I got a big box of dildos delivered, I was gonna unbox them and try them all out" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Camshow/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ Charlotte takes it easy today and just masturbates for her fans while chatting with them. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Camshow/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 75>>\ Charlotte persuades you to film her oiling herself up in your building's communal sauna. She makes an extra $75 from tips. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Camshow/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 6>>\ Charlotte takes it easy today and just masturbates for her fans while chatting with them. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Camshow/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 30>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut lte 34>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 3>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a slut for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest2"); $charlotte.WeeklyPornEvent to false; >>\ hey mr $mc.lastname!!! ever since we fucked while watching that video of that girl getting banged by like 3 or 4 dudes i've been obsessed i thought you might like this video <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/PornInterest.webm" type="video/webm"></video> she's really good and, like, pretty but also happy. don't you love her eyes? xxx charlotte [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest2"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest3"); $charlotte.WeeklyPornEvent to false; >>\ wow mr $mc.lastname look how she's sucking this cock that was IN HER FRIENDS ASSHOLE <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/PornInterest2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> so hot. in a really dirty slutty disgusting way. xxx charlotte [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "PornstarInterest3"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarDecide"); $charlotte.WeeklyPornEvent to false; >>\ you like how she looks mr $mc.lastname? i've been watching like all of her videos. my clit's all swollen i've been cumming so much lol <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/PornInterest3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> i want to look like her. you think I could? i know my mom is like some sort classy bimbo, but i wanna be a big slutty bimbo. xxx charlotte [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaPornEmail")>> Hi $mc.name Charlotte left this up on her computer. She's been sat in that room watching porn all night. She doesn't even bother to keep the sound off anymore. <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Porn.jpg" width="600"> <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ <<if $stella.charlotteTrust lt 5>>\ <<set $stella.charlotteTrust += 1>>\ <</if>>\ I really like the look of her. She's got great breasts, hasn't she? I suppose I should be upset that Charlotte's watching porn like this, but she's just having fun, isn't she? xxx Stella <<else>>\ I wonder if it was a mistake for me to get my breasts enhanced, what a role model I am... She's already got her breasts enhanced, what if Charlotte wants to do it again? And again, just ending up some overinflated bimbo? Stella <</if>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ Stella - If you liked that, check this out. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/StellaPorn.webm" type="video/webm"></video> What all bimbos should aspire to! - $mc.name <<else>>\ You write Stella a quick e-mail assuring her that you haven't started coaching Charlotte, and making sure that she understands that her decision to get her breasts enlarged was one of the better decisions she's ever made. You also assure her that, whatever she does, you're sure Charlotte will be beautiful. <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "PornFirstTime"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarFirstTime"); $charlotte.pornCount to 5; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ Charlotte whispers at you. "Did you really need to get a cameraman?" You whisper back. "If you can't do it in front of a cameraman, how are you going to make a career of this? We don't have to do this if you don't want to." She shoots you an angry look. "I'm gonna do this, I want to do this, I just thought the first time..." You begin talking normally again. "Start as you mean to go on Charlotte, start as you mean to go on." "Hey, you guys ready? I've got it all set up. We cool on the shot list?" You look at Charlotte. Despite your intervention to hire a cameraman it's her gig after all. "Yeah, let's do this shit." Charlotte starts kinda slow, and a bit nervous, showing off her body to the camera. She only really gets going when she's spreading her pussy and notices you standing in the corner, naked, getting hard. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins with a spitty blowjob and does an amazing job looking at the camera, speaking to the viewers. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You then move on to fucking her, and after a long, teasing shot where you oil up her ass you begin to fuck her. You stick your finger into her asshole, too. It was just too inviting, shining up at you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/3c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You two continue fucking and end the scene with you coming inside her. The cameraman gets a closeup of Charlotte smiling, and of the cum dripping out of her. As you two pack up the cameraman gives you a card. "You her manager? She did a great job. Whenever she wants to shoot, let me know. Obviously if it's with anyone else she, and maybe you, will need to get tested, but... The money's good, and she's a born fucking star man. You're lucky." Charlotte overhears this and walks over as she's towelling the oil off her ass. "Wow! I'm so glad you think I did well. See, Mr. $mc.lastname?" The cameraman shoots you a strange look hearing her call you Mr., but he packs up his gear and leaves. ''Charlotte earns $500 a scene, and as her manager you get 20%. As her co-star you get paid $150 a scene. You can now arrange shoots with others for Charlotte at your desk.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $mc.cash += 250; $charlotte.pornCount += 1; $charlotte.cash += 400; _randomChoice to random(1, 6); >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ Today you and Charlotte shoot a standard blowjob to sex scene, which you finish with one of the biggest loads you've ever blown. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After the scene is done the cameraman comes up to you. "Good thing you blew it on her face, she might have choked taking that in her throat." <<case 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.cash += 100>>\ You and Charlotte shoot a consciously low budget, honest scene today, where you film her having 'normal' sex with you in bed. Charlotte saves $100 due to not hiring a cameraman. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ You fuck Charlotte on your sofa today. You managed to pull out in time, but you were enjoying yourself so much you nearly missed the pop shot and came inside her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ You oil up Charlotte's ass. For most of the scene she's fucking you, thrusting her oiled ass back onto your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ "I got this in the West Village. You like me as a slutty schoolgirl?" She giggles, and you know you're gonna have a hard time not blowing your load too soon today. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 6>>\ You persuade Charlotte to shoot a facefucking video today. The fans will love it, and you'll love it too. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Home/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After the scene Charlotte comes up to you, wiping her face clean of the mascara that her tears had streaked across her face. "I gotta admit, that was pretty hot Mr. $mc.lastname." <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5 and random(1, 6) lte 2 and CheckEvent($charlotte, "StellaCharlottePornDiscover")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella doesn't watch the scene being shot, but afterwards she comes into the room offering everyone drinks. "I'm sure you did such good work sweetie!" "Thanks mom!" <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella doesn't watch the scene being shot, but after it is done she comes into the room while Charlotte is still cleaning herself up. After asking what type of scene you shot, Stella asks the cameraman how long it will take to edit it properly, and what kind of promotional work can be done to boost audience figures. That done, Stella walks over to Charlotte as she's putting back on her panties and kisses her gently on the back of the head. "You've been really dedicated, I'm so proud of you." <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut lt 34>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 3>>\ ''Charlotte is now much more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Charlotte is too much of a slut for this event to transform her further.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Activities]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExamRepeat") or CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExam")>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Training Exam]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFifthLesson")>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFourthLesson")>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Training Fourth Lesson]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingThirdLesson")>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Training Third Lesson]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingSecondLesson")>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Training Second Lesson]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFirstLesson")>>\ <<include [[Charlotte Training First Lesson]]>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingSecondLesson")>>\ <<sethours 20>>\ Charlotte buzzes up, coming to your apartment as you had asked her to. As she pushed open the front door you greet her. "Hello Charlotte." "Hello Mr. $mc.lastname!" You lead her into the kitchen and take two wine glasses down from the cabinet. Charlotte jumps up to sit on your kitchen counter. "Do you know why I've asked you to come here today?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/FirstTraining.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "No, no idea whatsoever..." She giggles and you detect a hint of sarcasm. "As you already know, I run a company called Bimbo Life Coaching. I do weekly group sessions, and offer more personalized one-on-one coaching." "Like the coaching you gave my mom?" "Exactly." "You did a lot, she did a total 180. She's a lot happier now that she's this..." Charlotte searches for words, then gives up with a handwave. "Big boobed bimbo." You smile with pride at the work you did with Stella. "Thanks." You pour white wine into two glasses, and offer Charlotte one. "What I want to know is whether you would be interested in working with me in the same way that your mom did?" "You mean we haven't been already?" You smile and laugh gently. "No, not at all. I've just been encouraging you to do what you already wanted to do. Coaching you to become a bimbo would involve making changes, rather than just polishing what you already have." "I'm not sure I need it. I talked with my mom about how you coached her, and I've already got that stuff down. Choosing sexy lingerie? Learning how to flirt? Being able to be happy with how I look?" She snorts dismissively. "I appreciate what you did with her, but I already got that down, you know?" You nod appreciatively, and hand her a laminated card with the Principles of Bimboism written on it. <img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600" alt="Principles of Bimboism"> "Here's the fundamental principles of bimboism. The rules that should guide the life of any aspiring bimbo. With your mother, I had to focus our coaching on how she could best take pride in her appearance, and how she could be a source of joy in the world." You take a long sip of your wine and Charlotte's eyes flit between the card and your face before you continue. "You're right, you're different from your mom. The aspects of bimboism that she had the most difficulty with you find easy. You don't need encouragement to show off, or to share your inherent joy for life with others. But you also lack some of your mother's qualities." "What?! I-" You gesture with your hand for her to be patient. "Your mother already embodied some of these principles when I first began to work with her. She already inherently knew the value, the happiness, of pleasing those around her. She also strove to become her best self. You'll forgive for saying this Charlotte, but you can be selfish sometimes, and you lack inner drive and discipline." Charlotte looks slightly upset, but nods. "I don't really think I'm selfish but... I guess you're not wrong about me lacking drive and all that shit. I just..." She shrugs, and you expect her to continue, but she doesn't. "What I'd like to do, Charlotte, is to begin coaching you. In the same way that I taught your mother to enjoy life more, I want to teach you how to make more of life." Charlotte looks down and kicks her feet a few times thinking, tapping the Principles of Bimboism card with her long fingernails. "How does it work?" "We meet once a week, each session costs $150, and I will assign you homework that you need to complete." Charlotte makes a face like you just farted in front of her."So it's like being back at school?" You purse your lips, but smile with your eyes. "I suppose. But it will be the most fun you've ever had at school, I promise." Charlotte nods. "OK, Mr. $mc.lastname. Does Wednesday work for you?" ''Charlotte will now come to your house for weekly coaching sessions on Wednesday evening.'' [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingThirdLesson"); $mc.cash += 150; $charlotte.bimbo to 31; $charlotte.cash -= 150; >>\ <<sethours 20>>\ Charlotte arrives and you usher her to your dining room table, where you have two glasses of white wine already poured, and a folder on your side of the table. She's dressed casually, but you can't deny that she still looks amazing. <img src="images/Charlotte/Training/ThirdTrainingMeet.jpg" height="600"> "So, Mr. $mc.lastname. How do we begin?" "We begin by assessing where you already are. I want you to describe what you think a bimbo is." "I..." She cocks her head, and begins to count off characteristics. "She's beautiful, big boobs, big ass, flaunts her body, she's fun... uhhhh... Blonde?" "You basically just described yourself, you know that right?" She flashes a wide smile. "I know." "But, when you're right, you're right. You've already got a lot of the characteristics of a bimbo. Frankly, you're already far down the path of bimboism, and even without my coaching you'd probably live your life as a bimbo. What I want to do is make sure that you're a ''good'' bimbo." She nods briskly. "Sounds good to me." You open the folder. "I've developed a personalized course for you. What we are going to do is progress through each of the principles of Bimboism, but every week the meeting and the homework is going to be aimed at encouraging you to act in a way that allows you to truly live up to your potential. To be your absolute best self. This week we're going to focus on 'Pride in your appearance'" Charlotte claps her hands. "Yay!" [[Continue|Charlotte Training Second Lesson Mirror]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFourthLesson"); $mc.cash += 150; $charlotte.bimbo += 2; $charlotte.analTraining to 0; $charlotte.cash -= 150; >>\ <<sethours 20>>\ You wait on the corner for Charlotte at the assigned time. You're wearing a suit, but it's a casual blue suit. The fabric is rough, but light, and fine for late summer evening in New York. You're eyeing the bodega longingly, debating buying a pack of cigarettes, when you catch Charlotte walking up the block towards you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/ThirdTrainingDress.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You knew she was gorgeous, but... <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/ThirdTrainingFace.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Good evening, Mr. $mc.lastname." You say nothing, your jaw hangs open, and you take her by the hand, giving her a little twirl. She giggles. "Charlotte..." "Did I do well with the homework?" You collect yourself and look at her carefully. "Definitely A material, Charlotte. Let's head inside this cocktail bar and discuss." She laughs. "Probably the first time I ever got an A on my homework" You bring Charlotte into the bar and it's like she's become a different woman. Restrained, polite. She sits with her legs crossed at her ankles, and her hands in her lap. Every man in there, and more than a few women, are staring at her. With your drinks ordered, you get down to coaching. "Explain to me why you dressed like you did." "I looked through all the accounts you shared with me. I tried to see how they had dressed when they were with you, how they had dressed when you weren't there. I wasn't, like, really sure what you'd want... But then I realised, there's only one of them that you follow, and whose photos you've been liking regularly." She slides her phone over to you and shows you a picture of Tiffany. <img src="images/Charlotte/SocialMedia/Tiffany.jpg" height="600"> "I saw that photo, and I just knew you'd loved her there. And then I remembered, the big stalker that I am, that this was a balcony you'd been photographed on. Did you take this picture, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You nod, jutting your bottom lip out, unsure whether to be proud at her detective work or annoyed at yourself for giving her quite so much ammunition to pry into your life. "That was her apartment. This was only a few months before we broke up..." Your voice trails off and an image flashes into your head of Tiffany looking annoyed at you over a dusky dinner table. [[Continue|Charlotte Training Third Lesson Dress]]

"Don't get too enthusiastic. What we're going to do today is examine how you are dressed now. Stand up and look into the mirror." Charlotte does as she's told and stands up. She walks over to the floor length mirror you have by your dining table, wine glass still in hand. "Let's start with what you did well. What did you do well today?" "My make-up? My hair? My shoes are really cool too." She kicks up her right foot to show off her pure white sneakers. You make a show of examining her closely, making her more self-conscious. "Your shoes are great... And, well, your make-up is very well done. But your hair is just up in a pony tail. You've got great hair, so why did you put it up like that?" She looks upset and pouts slightly. "I just... It's, like, easier, and it still looks good.." You look her in the eyes. "It's easier." She nods, and you continue. "What could you have done better today?" She's subdued now. "This big hoodie, the pants... I... Well. The entire outfit, I guess?" You nod. "What I want you to do is fix this outfit. I want the basic building blocks - the hoodie, the jogging pants, the shoes, whatever your underwear is - to remain the same. But I want you to take this" You gesture at all of her. "And make the best possible version of it." She looks up at you, a look of uncertainty in her eyes. "Everything you'll need is in my bedroom and the master bathroom. I'll wait out here, don't rush, make sure everything is perfect." [[Continue|Charlotte Training Second Lesson Finish]]

<<set $blcExam to 0; $mc.cash += 150; $charlotte.cash -= 150; >>\ <<sethours 21>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExamRepeat")>>\ <<set $blcExam += 1>>\ Charlotte arrives and as her and Stella get changed you go over the rules again. "Mr. $mc.lastname, I got this. I'm ready. Let's do this!" <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ [[What is the second principle?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Which principle is 'be your absolute best self'?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ [[What is the second principle?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Which principle is 'be your absolute best self'?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<sethours 21>>\ You arrange for Charlotte's session to begin an hour later today, giving you a chance to talk to Stella beforehand. Stella arrives at your house and you buzz her up, leading her to the dining table. She's dressed in a nice blouse and a businesslike suit. <img src="images/Stella/Charlotte/Planning.jpg" height="600"> "What's it like being on this side of the fence?" "I'm looking forward to it, though it seems strange that my first involvement in coaching is with my daughter." You two settle in to discuss Charlotte's coaching. You begin by explaining what you have done so far - the coaching on how to make the most of each outfit, the week where Charlotte's anus was free use, the exercise to find out what you like, the homework to improve relations with her mom - all of this was heading towards one goal. "...so you see, that's why Charlotte's coaching has all focused on making her a disciplined bimbo. All throughout this I've focused on making sure that she puts in the work, and that she learns to be less self-centred." Stella smiles. "You've done excellently so far. What next?" "Well, we can begin as usual, by discussing her homework. This week's homework was based on the Fifth Principle, which is...?" "Let yourself be taken care of." "Good, good. Anyway, yes. Her homework was to let herself be taken care of, but in such a way that it pleased the people doing the caring, rather than manipulating them into doing what she wants." You gesture towards the door. "I expect she will have found this homework easy. What I'm really looking to do is assess where she is right now. I want to find out how good of a bimbo she is, I want to see how good her instincts are." "You're giving her a test?" You nod vigorously. "Yes, exactly. But it will be a little different than a normal test. Have you ever seen that game show Mr. and Mrs.?" She looks puzzled. "That old one where they have to answer questions but can't see what the other has said?" "That's the one. We're going to do that. I'm going to be asking you and Charlotte both questions. At first that will help us both see how good a bimbo Charlotte has become, but in the second stage it will allow us to see what kind of bimbos both you and Charlotte are." [[Continue|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ You arrange for Charlotte's session to begin an hour later today, giving you a chance to talk to Stella beforehand. You walk up to the roof to get Stella, who is carefully reading a magazine after applying new nail polish. "Stella? Come downstairs please. We need to prepare for Charlotte's session." "OK $mc.name! I'll be right down." You head down and wait for Stella at the dining table. When she arrives she's wearing a purple silk robe - and nothing else. <img src="images/Stella/Charlotte/HouseBimbo.jpg" height="600"> "Are you enjoying being a house bimbo so far?" "I'm loving it, $mc.name. It's so... free. And relaxing." You two settle in to discuss Charlotte's coaching. You begin by explaining what you have done so far - the coaching on how to make the most of each outfit, the week where Charlotte's anus was free use, the exercise to find out what you like, the homework to improve relations with her mom - all of this was heading towards one goal. "...so you see, that's why Charlotte's coaching has all focused on making her a disciplined bimbo. All throughout this I've focused on making sure that she puts in the work, and that she learns to be less self-centred." Stella smiles. "That all sounds wonderful, $mc.name. How can I help you?" "Well, we can begin as usual, by discussing her homework. This week's homework was based on the Fifth Principle, which is...?" Stella answers brightly. "Let yourself be taken care of." "Very good, Stella. Very good. Anyway, yes. Her homework was to let herself be taken care of, but in such a way that it pleased the people doing the caring, rather than manipulating them into doing what she wants." You gesture towards the door. "I expect she will have found this homework easy. What I'm really looking to do is assess where she is right now. I want to find out how good of a bimbo she is, I want to see how good her instincts are." "You're giving her a test?" You nod vigorously. "Yes, exactly. But it will be a little different than a normal test. Have you ever seen that game show Mr. and Mrs.?" She looks puzzled. "Like, where they have to answer questions but can't see what the other has said?" "That's the one. We're going to do that. I'm going to be asking you and Charlotte both questions. At first that will help us both see how good a bimbo Charlotte has become, but in the second stage it will allow us to see what kind of bimbos both you and Charlotte are." [[Continue|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 0]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExam"); $mc.cash += 150; $charlotte.bimbo += 2; $charlotte.cash -= 150; >>\ <<sethours 20>>\ Charlotte sends you an e-mail in the afternoon Subject: mom and me hey! here's my diary for the week. i tried to like be reflective, but also just be there for my mom. anyway we should be round later i think i persuaded her ''thursday'' yesterday i had my bimbo life coaching session and on the subway home i was sad. i was thinking about how things are with my mom and even though like she stresses me out too i gotta admit that she's always been there for me. my dad's an asshole but she never was. she should get what i want to do but her hassling me is all coming from a good place she was out late last night and i didnt get to see her but that was good becuase i could like plan the week and get my own head in the right space on thursday when she got home from work id made a nice dinner for her. she likes pasta so i made a good fish pasta. nothing fancy but she appreciated it. i told her what i was thinking about on the subway and we kind of argued again about my life plans but at the end she thanked me saying that it really meant a lot that i knew whatever happened between us came from love. she also said that she was proud of me for being so mature that i could see things from her point fo view and that she would try and do the same ''friday'' we stayed in and had a girl night tonight. my mom bought a bottle of wine and we watched trashy romance movies and she even gave me a glass of it. we talked about men about my dad about other men. on her third glass she told me that she had started working as a stripper and that was how she paid for her new boobs. you didn't tell me that! we ended the night by watching that movie mama mia about that old european band that my mom loves ''saturday'' my mom was a bit embarrassed today that she told me about the stripping work but i told her i thought it was really cool. i thought about pointing out that it was shitty of her to be stripping while giving me a tough time about not being a good girl but i didnt. at first that felt phony but the more i think about it that was good. i'm still gonna do what i'm gonna do. why do i need to make a point of doing what my mom doesn't want me to do? i can just do it anyway, you know? <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ my mom told me she was working at the club that night and showed me what she was wearing. she didn't model it for me hahahaha but she did show me these big, cute shoes. i told her that she was already pretty tall and didnt need them but she said that all the girls wore them. <<else>>\ my mom had to head out that night. i think she was working at the stripclub but she wouldn't say. <</if>>\ ''sunday'' i took my mom out today to a spa. she fucking loves spas and shit like that so i took her to a fancy european one down in bay ridge. cost like a hundred bucks but with was worth it. she had some face treatment while i went for the one where they put you in a hot room and hit you with sticks. afterwards we sat in robes with tea and she talked about how important it is to keep your skin looking nice. we began to talk about our skincare routine and she got excited and told me about all the products i can use. she was really nice and told me that i obviously didn't need it now but that by the time you notice you need it it's too late. <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ she gave me a pot of some expensive cream to put under your eyes, and put the first bit of it on my face. it was really nice to just girl out with her today. <<else>>\ she wrote down the name of some expensive cream that i should use, then let me put a little bit of it under my eyes when we got home. it was really nice to just girl out with her today. <</if>>\ ''monday'' she was working all day and night. i made enough dinner for two though and put a little post-it note on the fridge to tell her how to heat it all up. when i woke up she was already gone but she left her own post it note, all smilies and kisses thanking me. ''tuesday'' i was nervous but i knew today i would need to ask her to come to the session. i wasn't sure how she was going to react. she got home and after dinner i asked her when we were sitting on the sofa. <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ she looked at me strangely but she agreed. she then began to talk about how useful she had found the coaching and how happy she was that i was learning from it too. <<else>>\ she looked at me strangely and didn't really want to come. but i reminded her how useful she had found the coaching. i also asked her whether she'd liked the changes she had seen in me lately and she said that she had to admit that she did. though she didn't like it when i showed her my buttplug! lol <</if>>\ anyway. we'll see you tomorrow i guess. [[Continue|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Visit]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingFifthLesson"); $mc.cash += 150; $charlotte.bimbo += 2; $charlotte.cash -= 150; >>\ <<sethours 20>>\ Charlotte doesn't have to buzz up this week, given she was already at your house, but you still begin your session at the usual time. "What a week Mr. $mc.lastname" She eases herself down onto her chair. "It's strange, my asshole almost hurts more now that I haven't had it plugged in like 12 hours than when it was plugged. Like it knew it had a chance to relax a little." You both smile at each other. "How do you feel after this week?" "Well, I'm gonna take my homework more seriously and not make fun of your methods anymore." She shakes her head at her own mistake last week. "But, you know, I learned a lot. I really did. At the beginning it was kinda scary, I found you kinda scary. I wasn't used to the dynamic, you know? Like I knew you were coaching me, but until you had free reign with my asshole for a week I didn't really know that you were ''coaching'' me. So, like, I learned that. That this isn't about me just becoming a fun ditz, but actually, like... Pushing myself, learning from you, learning from myself. Just being a better version of myself..." She lets out a big breath, then looks at you. "I guess what I learned is that bimbos don't half-ass, they whole ass. Or hole ass, if you're in charge." You laugh at her terrible pun, but wag your finger at her approvingly."Exactly right. The essense of being a bimbo is taking what you want - to be pretty, to be loved, to make people have fun - and pushing it to its limit. You aren't just going to be attractive, you're going to be stunning. You aren't just going to be popular, you're going to be the life and soul of every party. You aren't just going to entertain people, but you're going to ensure that you're a really positive influence on their lives." "The main lesson for this week was on how to 'be your absolute best self'. But, as tough as last week was, you did an excellent job. I'm really proud of you." Charlotte smiles and claps. "Thanks, Mr. $mc.lastname. I really did try hard. I tried so, so hard." "So, I don't think we really need to focus on that lesson this week, but rather look ahead to this week's homework and next week's lesson." "Is it 'be a source of joy, not stress'?" "Have you been studying?" Charlotte gives you a thumbs up. "Very good, Charlotte. Very good. But, yes. That's the focus of next week. For your homework this week, I want you to be a source of joy for the people in your life. But I want you to focus on one particular person." "Let me guess, you?" "No. Your mother. I want you to spend this week trying to repair your relationship with your mother, and to make sure that she is happy with you and your life. Do you think you can do that?" She purses her lips slightly, and looks off to the side. "Yeah. I can do that. I do love her, we just gotta..." "If you need any advice, e-mail me through the week, but I want you to write a short diary about what happened each day. We'll discuss it next week. If you can persuade her, I want you to bring your mother to next week's session." Charlotte raises her eyebrows in a gesture full of doubt. [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaInternetPhoto")>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ <<if $stella.charlotteTrust lt 5>>\ <<set $stella.charlotteTrust += 1>>\ <</if>>\ Hi $mc.name! I found this photo of Charlotte <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/NakedPhoto.jpg" width="600"> She's looking very good there. Did you take this photo? I don't recognise the bathroom, or the stockings. It's a very good photo, though. I know I'm her mother and shouldn't be proud of things like this, but... I'm kinda proud of her. She looks so good, and so strong. xxx Stella <<else>>\ Hi $mc.name, I found this photo of Charlotte. <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/NakedPhoto.jpg" width="600"> She's looking great, but did you take that of her? Is she posting these on the internet? Has the world seen my daughter's naked body? God, what have I been thinking... Tell her when you see her that we'll talk about this later. Stella <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaShower")>>\ Hi $mc.name! Thanks to your coaching my daughter has stolen all of my conditioner. She says she can't keep her hair tied up anymore, and if she can't keep it up she can't have split ends and dry hair. I tried explaining to her that she should buy her own conditioner then, but she didn't listen. Can you talk to her later? She seems to only listen to you anymore. Thanks, Stella You make a mental note to remind Charlotte that she should stop stealing her mom's conditioner. [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<addhours 1>>\ When you told Charlotte to take as long as she wanted you didn't expect it would take her over two hours. You just finished watched a movie when you hear her call from down the hall. "OK, I'm ready Mr. $mc.lastname!" "Come out and stand in front of the mirror." You can see she's touched up her make-up slightly, let her hair down, and curled it. She even dyed the bottom blue. <img src="images/Charlotte/Training/SecondTrainingOutfit.jpg" height="600"> You also see that she's transformed her outfit. She took the hint you'd given her by leaving a pair of fabric shears in there. She did borrow a faux fur coat you had in your closet, but overall you're very happy with her. The hoodie is nowhere to be seen. "Stand still, don't talk." You stand and examine her. You pull on her top to see what effort, if any, she made to conceal her nipples - not even a pasty, let alone a bra. Her running pants have been cut to booty shorts. "So, tell me what you did, and why." "My best self is a slut, right?" You laugh at how blunt she can be, but she continues. "That means I gotta slut it up. I saw the shears, so I cut off the legs of my pants, and got them as short as I could get them without my pussy hanging out." "The top? Where did that come from?" She smiles and points at you. "Got smart. The material is all stretchy, and I decided to cut the legs so that I could tie it around my boobs. What's sluttier than just showing off like that?" "The hair and makeup?" "The make-up was good already, so I just focused on my hair, I curled it and then saw you had a little temporary blue hair dye. I wanted to make a statement, you know?" You nod. "Good job, Charlotte." You circle around her examing her further, as she tries to suppress a grin. "Very good job." "Thank you, Mr. $mc.lastname." You sit down at the dining table and hand her a sheet of a paper. "Your homework for next week. You're going to meet me a couple of blocks away. You are going to dress as well as you can, but the focus isn't to be on what you like, but what I like" "How do you want me to dress then?" You gesture towards the sheet. "That's the homework. You've got to figure out how to please me. There are all my social media usernames, and usernames of ex-girlfriends with public profiles." [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaCharlottePornDiscover")>>\ You receive an e-mail from Stella, but notice that you are just CC'd in on an e-mail to Charlotte. <<if $stella.happiness gte 5 or CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Well, it seems you've made your choice, Charlotte. I was browsing the internet earlier and I came across this video. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/PornDiscover.webm" type="video/webm"></video> So that's that, I guess. No college. I'd wanted so much for you to stand on your own. You're young and don't understand that now, but this will make it harder. I suppose the only thing left for me to do is hope that you make a success of this career and support you as best I can. I am disappointed though, and I am disappointed in you too, $mc.name, for not trying harder to stop this. Stella You decide not to respond until Charlotte does, but you send her a text to check her emails. A little later you get a response from Charlotte. mom, i'm really really sorry that you had to find out like this. i wasn't wanting to upset you, but i also, like... i'm really good at this. i know i can be really successful at this. i'm sorry that i disappointed you, i really am, but i just hope that i can show you that this was the right decision and that i can live up to the support you say that you will now show me. i really love you, and don't blame him for any of this, it was totally my choice. he supported my decision, but he made sure i was aware of the consequences of what i am doing. charlotte A minute or two later you receive a second email, this time just to you and not Stella. i didn't know she watched porn. i wonder how long she watched me for? lol <<else>>\ What the fuck is this? Are you really shooting porn now? <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/PornDiscover.webm" type="video/webm"></video> So that's that, I guess. No college. I'd wanted so much for you to stand on your own. Stella You decide not to respond until Charlotte does, but you send her a text to check her emails. A little later you get a response from Charlotte. mom, i'm really really sorry that you had to find out like this. i wasn't wanting to upset you, but i also, like... i'm really good at this. i know i can be really successful at this. i'm sorry that i disappointed you, i really am, but i just hope that i can show you that this was the right decision. i really love you, and don't blame him for any of this, it was totally my choice. he supported my decision, but he made sure i was aware of the consequences of what i am doing. charlotte A minute or two later you receive a second email, this time just to you and not Stella. i didn't know she watched porn. i wonder how long she watched me for? lol <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") is false>>\ <<set $stella.happiness -= 1>>\ ''Stella is now less happy with you.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "CollegeTalk")>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ Charlotte's holding a letter, which she passes over to you. You see the seal of the State of New York on the front of it. "Hey, Mr. $mc.lastname. What do you think of this? You open the letter up and glance at it quickly. It's a scholarship fund for students from New York City public high schools to attend City universities. Charlotte's eligible for nearly free tuition. "That's excellent Charlotte." You look up and see Charlotte looks worried. "What's wrong?" She sits down next to you. "I don't want to go to college. Like I reeeeally don't want to go, but I also know, like... It's probably the smart decision." "You have found other ways to make money, but you are right. A lot of these things can only support you for the next 10 or 20 years, eventually you'll be too old to do cam shows or modelling, even if you still wanted to..." Charlotte bobs her head in a show of uncertainty. Whether she's doubting that she'll ever want to stop showing off her body, or doubting her future security, you're not sure. "I don't know whether to show my mom or not. If I show it to her, then... I may as well just buy the CUNY hoodies now, you know? The only thing that's stopping her from basically forcing me is how expensive it is." ''WARNING: If you encourage Charlotte to show the letter to her mom, she will go to college, which means she will not shoot porn and will never complete her physical transformation.'' [[Keep it to yourself|Charlotte College Talk][$passageChoice to 1]] [[You should show her|Charlotte College Talk][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>> <<addhours 8>>\ "Keep it to yourself. You know what you want to do. It might be a tough decision, to keep something from your mom but... You already know what you want to do." Charlotte takes her letter back, and goes back to cleaning the house. [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>> <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "College"); AddEvent($charlotte, "PornstarReject"); $counters.set("CharlotteCollege", 0); $charlotte.bimbo -= 8; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "You should show her. You can't just... Hide something so important from Stella. Who knows, she might be more understanding of you wanting to not go if you are open with her." You doubt that, but you want to give Charlotte some hope. Charlotte takes her letter back, and goes back to cleaning the house, a sad look on her face for the rest of the day. ''Charlotte now cannot shoot porn.'' ''Charlotte now cannot complete her physical transformation.'' ''Charlotte is now significantly less of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

"One girl, I think she sees his feet under the desk, and she begins to laugh when she realises what's going on." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/3d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Slowly, everyone in the class begins to realise too... I should have stopped him, but I just pretend to be sick and dismiss the class early." "I'm just crazy by this point, totally dick crazy. I take him out from under the desk, and rip his clothes off. I pull my dress off, sit him on the desk, and just begin to ride him." "*SOB* I just... I couldn't stop... I just..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/3e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "He only lasts a couple of minutes, but I was so turned on that I managed to come twice before he did. He comes inside me." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/School/3f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "He runs out, and I just sit on the edge of the desk, tasting his cum. One of the other students then comes in, and sees me, sitting on the desk with a cumfilled pussy. After that it's a blur... I was taken to the principal's office, I was suspended immediately. It only took 24 hours for them to fire me." "*SOB* $mc.name... What am I going to do? How am I going to survive?" You begin to soothe her, and spend the next half hour trying to calm her down. You agree that when she's ready, she'll come to your house and you two can plan her next steps. [[Go back to sleep|Stella Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "SchoolFlash"); RemoveEvent($stella, "SchoolSex"); RemoveEvent($stella, "SchoolTease"); AddEvent($stella, "SchoolFired"); >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ You're in the middle of watching a movie when you hear your buzzer. ''BUZZZZZZZZ'' You slowly get up and walk over to the intercom. Stella is outside. You buzz her up and wait for her by the door. As she opens it you walk up, and hug her. "I'm so sorry, Stella." She sniffs, and her eyes are a bit red, but she's surprisingly OK. "It's fine... I mean, I can't really blame them." You say nothing, but you both know she's right. You can't have teachers fucking their students, in their classrooms, and in front of other students of all things. "Let's sit down and talk, OK?" Stella follows you to the sofa, and as you sit down you tap your lap. Understanding what you mean, she lays down across the sofa, with her head in your lap. "How long can you survive without working?" She ponders, then shrugs in your lap. "About a month, I suppose." "OK. How much is your rent, bills, all that stuff?" "Just under two and a half grand." You make a 'hmmm' sound. "That's not huge, but that's not small, either." You place your left hand on her left tit while you think. She's not wearing a bra, and she pulls down her top to expose them, letting you touch them more easily. Then just continues on with the conversation as if there were nothing strange about you groping her. "It's still more than I can afford without something changing." She sighs. "I could earn that much at the strip club each month, but I like having security." You nod, and gently pinch her nipple. "I understand that completely. You can't please men as well if you're wondering about making rent in the back of your mind. A good bimbo shouldn't have to worry about that, it should all be taken care of." She looks up into your eyes, and you have a flash of inspiration. "It should be taken care of for you. In fact..." ''WARNING: If you choose to have Stella work for you, she will stay smart. If you choose to have her move in, she will become dumber. Her overall transformation and main story will continue either way.'' [[Ask her to become your employee at BLC|Stella Fired Employee]] [[Ask her to move in, become your house bimbo|Stella Fired House Bimbo]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ "...why don't you come and work for me, at Bimbo Life Coaching? I'd pay you $600 a week so you don't need to worry about bills. You'd get free coaching, and you can help me turn this into a real success. You and Charlotte could even live here with me to make things easier." "What kind of work would you want me to do?" "I mean... I don't know yet. It depends on what needs to be done. You'd be my personal assistant. Help me run the business, organize my time, help with promotional materials and marketing. Occasionally help me with other business ventures. All kinds of stuff. I'm sure you could do it." "OK, fuck it. I got nothing better, and that sounds like fun. When do I start?" "9am, tomorrow. You'll work 9 to 5 every day." She begins to rub your crotch to get you hard. "What's the company policy on sexual harrassment?" ''You will now pay Stella $600 a week to work for you, and she will be at your house every weekday 9am to 5pm.'' [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo"); $stella.charlotteTrust to 5; >>\ "...you should move in here, become my house bimbo." She looks up at you, confused. "House bimbo? What's that?" "Well, a house bimbo is a bimbo that's taken care of by someone and lives in one particular house. She brings joy to everyone in it, and pleases everyone. All you'll have to do is be pretty, and happy, and help me take care of the house. Everything else I'll take care of for you." You expect her to be offended at the lack of independence this would represent, but to you surprise she smiles. "That does sound nice... No more worries..." She looks up at you. "Charlotte would have to find her own place to live, but with how much she's earning that shouldn't be a problem." She's gonna do it! Oh my God, a house bimbo. I always wanted one of those. "Right. And don't worry about Charlotte. I'd be happy for her to live here as well." There's a long silence, but you let it linger as she thinks. After a couple of minutes she finally speaks. "When can we move in?" ''Now that Stella has moved in with you your weekly expenses have increased $400. Now that Stella is your house bimbo, she no longer has any problem with your involvement in Charlotte's life.'' [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

"So what did you learn from that?" "I learned that you like women to dress classy and slutty at the same time. And, evidently, you're a boob man, so I should show that off." The drinks arrive and you cheers one another. Looking like she does Charlotte didn't have to worry for a moment about being carded. You had ordered an old fashioned, as usual, but she had opted for a martini. She pulls a face when she has the first sip. "Fuck that shit is stroooong, I thought I could dr-" She cuts herself short and straightens her back, placing her martini down on the table and reasserting her dignity. You smirk at her. "It's stronger than I was expecting it to be." You chuckle, switch the drinks around. "Well, you're a fan of old fashioneds, so at least we'll both be able to finish our drinks this way." You take a sip of the martini, and grimace happily as the alcohol tingles the tip of your tongue, and burns the inside of your lips. "You weren't lying about it being strong." "Thanks, Mr. $mc.lastname." You look at Charlotte and examine her closely. "Tell me why you didn't simply copy how Tiffany looked." She looks almost confused for a moment, but nods. "Like, why I didn't wear a long floral dress?" "Yep. But also the hair, the demeanour, all that." "Well... Like, one of the principles is to be my absolute best self, right? So I gotta be, like, myself." She starts slow, but picks up speed as she firmly grasps her own logic. "Tiffany there was pleasing you, but in a Tiffany way. I've got to please you in a Charlotte way. Right?" "Right." "And I'm not a floral kind of gal. I'm not a floor length, platinum blonde kind of gal. I'm a... a... Skin tight, shiny gold, make a statement, have them stare at me person. I don't want to just show off my new boobs, but make it impossible for people to not stare at them. I want to walk up to the bartender and have his eyes flick up from my chest to my face every time he looks at me. I..." She looks at you and seems to remember she was answering your question. "But in a classy way, obviously, because you like that. Classy and slutty. Right?" "Classy and slutty." You take another sip of the martini. "You did very well, and are doing very well. I can't say you explained it well, but to be frank figuring this out with intuition isn't the worst thing. You just sensed what would work, right?" "Yeah, I knew what the right answer was, and then kinda tried to like..." She searches for the right word. "Rationalize it." "Yeah..." "It's useful, because pleasing people can be difficult if you are overthinking it. To really please someone you also have to be enjoying yourself too. The men, or women, that you'll be wanting to please aren't wanting a geisha to meekly serve them. It's about knowing what someone likes, and then taking pleasure yourself from pleasing them." You gently point your index finger onto her chest, between her breasts. She instinctively pushes her shoulders back, offering them to you. "How did you feel when you saw how I looked at you? When I said you'd got an A on your homework?" She smiles brightly at you, offering you a peek behind the curtains to the Charlotte you're used to. "I felt great. I liked that you were so impressed by me, that you were enjoying looking at me. I felt, I dunno... Powerful, almost. I did a thing, and now all these other things are happening. In your mind, in my mind. In your pants..." You grin. "Good. If you can work on combining that instinct to know what people want, with the happiness you feel when you please people, you'll make an excellent bimbo." She flashes another smile at you, and lifts her drink in response. [[Continue|Charlotte Training Third Lesson Final]]

<<set _randomChoice to random(1, 6)>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ You're bored. "Stella!" You call for Stella. You wait a moment or two, but hear nothing. "Stellaaaa!" You listen, closely, and you hear Stella walking down the hallway to your office, the apartment floorboards creaking as she approaches. She shouts to you as she nears the office. "Yes, $mc.name?" She peers round the doorway and looks at you as you unzip your trousers. "I'm bored. Let's fuck." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ You surprise Stella in the kitchen, where she is pouring milk from a plastic jug into a crystal one. "What are you doing?" "Oh, just putting the milk into the nice jug. Charlotte's coming over later for some food and I wanted to make sure the table was pretty." She's only wearing a black silk dressing gown and you move to stand behind her. You pull apart the gown, and begin to feel her breasts. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I've always had a thing for milk... Get up on the counter." Stella begins to laugh and does as she's told. You pull her dressing gown off her and throw it to the floor. "Now pour it over yourself." "What?" You get naked and begin to jerk yourself off as you answer her. "Pour it in your mouth, pour it over your tits, let it drip down to your pussy." Stella shrugs and begins to pour it over herself. At first a little clumsily, a little self-consciously, but seeing how excited you get she gets into it too. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she pours the milk over her body you lick it up, and kiss her. You pull her panties aside and begin to finger her. When the milk is gone, you pull her up onto the counter and she sits on your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if $charlotte.trainingComplete>>\ You two fuck on top of the kitchen counter, facing the front door, when you hear the lock begin to turn. "Hey mom, sorry I'm a bit early, I just-" It's Charlotte, and she's looking right at your two. Her mom, spread, with your dick inside her. Stella shouts at you as you stop. "DON'T STOP! I'm so close!" You begin fucking again and within seconds Stella comes. A shuddering, full body orgasm that leaves her red in the face and her eyes watering. Stella collapses down on top of you. Charlotte walks over and tenderly brushes sweaty hair from Stella's face. "You really needed that, huh?" Wordlessly, Stella nods. You give a little wave to Charlotte and she winks at you. You still haven't come, however, and you begin to thrust back into Stella. "No, no.. I can't... It's too sensitive..." You look a little disappointed but Stella takes Charlotte by the hand. "Sweetie?" You and Charlotte make eye contact, and she takes off her hoodie. "Always the one picking up the pieces..." You pull out of Stella, who then rolls off you to sit on a high kitchen stool. You stand up and before you can say anything Charlotte is licking the tip of your dick, tasting where you were only seconds before. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ Once she's sucked your dick clean you lead her over to the sofa opposite the kitchen. You're about to slide into her soaking wet pussy when she stops you. "I've got standards, you know. If you just fucked her pussy you can only fuck my ass. Got it?" She fingers her own asshole for a few seconds, lubing it up with spit, before you are guided into her. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ As you fuck her you make a point of looking straight into Stella's eyes who, after a moment of hesitation, comes and sits on the same sofa as you. Stella watches, fascinated, and still naked and glistening from when you were fucking. As you speed up Charlotte's hair begins to fall into your face, and Stella reaches out and bunches it up, holding Charlotte's hair for her as you approach climax. "You're doing such a good job sweetie." At that you orgasm, hard, and long. You fill Charlotte's asshole and you feel her speed up, milking every last drop from you. When you're done, and you let Charlotte go, the mood grows a little awkward once again, and the two women walk off the change into clothes. <<else>>\ She rides you as you thrust up into her. A shuddering, full body orgasm rolls over her, leaving her red in the face, eyes watering. Stella collapses down on top of you. You stop, for a few moments, but then continue to thrust up into her limp, post-orgasmic body until you too come. <</if>>\ <<case 3>>\ Leaving your desk for a moment you walk into the living room and see Stella. She's laying there, naked, masturbating. You stand and look at her for a moment, and as she opens her eyes and looks at you she continues to play with herself. "I'm boooooored." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Nothing better to do today?" "Not unless you give me some attention." You sit next to her on the sofa, and take off your pants. "I suppose I have a few minutes to spare." "Yay!" Stella bends down and sucks your cock til you're hard, and then jumps on top of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> In reality, she's fucking you, and she comes within minutes. She continues riding you, however, until you orgasm. Then she stays on top of you and plays with you hair. "Thank you for having fun with me." <<case 4>>\ You are working in your dining room, financial papers spread across the table, when Stella walks in. It seems she has been shopping. "Look what I got!" You look up and she's holding a gold necklace, with irregular gold spikes hanging down from it. "It's so cute, right?" You nod and then get back to work. "Oh, $mc.name. Are you stressed?" You let out a long sigh. In truth, you suppose you are. The nature of your original business sale, and the most recent deal you cut with James, has left you dealing with a litany of tax issues. Nothing that risks throwing you in jail, but something that leaves you with a looming burden of boring work that you never quite get around to tackling. "Yeah, I am a little, to tell the truth" Stella stands behind you and wraps her arms around you. You can feel her breasts on either side of your head, warm and firm, exciting and reassuring. "Let me give you a massage. Lie down on the table." She begins to tidy up the documents on the table. You nearly try to stop her, but you go along with it. House bimbos are gonna house bimbo, and at least she's trying to keep the papers in something resembling good order. "On my back or on my front?" "On your front of course. Take off your clothes." You do as you're told and once you've lied down Stella begins to massage your legs. "I can feel how tense you are. Your muscles feel like a sack of charcoal." Slowly she massages you, and works her way up your body. By the time she reaches your thighs you've begun to get hard. Stella quickly sucks your semi-flaccid dick into her mouth, making a popping sound, then giggles as she spits it back out. She does this a few times until you are properly hard. Without the mood changing, without her becoming more serious, or more deliberately sexy, Stella seamlessly eases into sucking your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/4a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks up at you and plays with her breasts. She leans over you and begins to play with herself, briefly stopping to take off her skirt. When you're close to orgasm she stops and looks at you. "Would you like me to keep on massaging you, or do you want to come inside me?" You look up at her and she knows the answer. She sits on the edge of the desk and as you enter her she wraps her arms and legs around you. "Shhhh, let it all out. Just let it all out." You thrust into her for a couple of minutes, getting back to where you were, as she continues to gently reassure you. As you begin to come, you look into her eyes, and she kisses your face, smiling widely as she feels you fill her. Once you're done, she whispers in your ear. "Have I brought you joy?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/4b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You say nothing but you smile and kiss her on the forehead. As you pull out and walk off she begins to giggle, as the cum drips out of her, and she plays around with it. <<case 5>>\ You're lying in bed, browsing your phone and feeling guilty about not doing work, when Stella knocks on your door. "I was hoping I'd find you here." "Oh? What's up?" Stella flops down on your bed, she's only wearing a blue lace nightie, but she has on a necklace too. "I've been practicing." You put your phone down. "Practicing what?" Stella rolls over so her head and left shoulder is on your body. "I've been practicing my gag reflex. So I don't gag as easily. Want to see?" Before you can even say yes she is unbuttoning your trousers, and has your flaccid penis in her mouth. "OK." That's all the instruction she needs and she begins to gently suck your dick, making you hard. Only a few moments pass before you're hard and she is throwing her throat onto you and holding it there. "Stand up, take control from me, really see how good I've got." You push her up against the headboard, and hold her arms above her. You try to guide your dick into her mouth, but you miss the first couple of times until she reaches out and takes it in her mouth. Then you begin to fuck her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/5a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You talk to her gently, and quietly, the only sounds coming from her being the sound of her breathing, and her wet throat around you. "Good work, Stella. You really have been practicing." You withdraw a few times to give her a chance to take in a deep breath, but you reinsert before she can say anything. After a while, though, you get a bit bored. Truth be told you're feeling a bit lazy today, and just want to fuck her, fill her, and be done. "On your front, Stella." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/5b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> When you're done with her you get up and debate actually starting work, but put the thought out of your mind. <<case 6>>\ "No, put something better on." Charlotte's over to visit and she is bothering you to put something on the TV to watch, as she idly sucks your dick. You two bicker for a while until you both agree to watch an old Seinfeld episode. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ As you lay there half watching Seinfeld, half watching Charlotte slobber on you, Stella walks in. You look quickly at Charlotte for a cue on how to behave but she simply takes your dick out of her mouth and greets her. "Busy day?" She takes you back into her mouth. "Yes, actually, I've been tying up loose ends from my old job. I might have to go into the city later but nothing special planned. You?" Charlotte shrugs and keeps on sucking your dick. Stella sighs, a little on edge, and an idea pops into your head. "Stop for a moment, Charlotte. Your mom's a little stressed, I think I should help her relax." You begin to undress her, down to her lingerie, a beautiful, white, matching lace set. You pull down her panties and sit her on the sofa, and begin to taste her. "So this is the pecking order? I suck your dick, you eat her out." Neither of you say anything, but you laugh a little, and the vibrations of your laugh make Stella shudder. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/6a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte sits, at first fixed on the sight of you eating out Stella, but increasingly focused on Seinfeld. You spend a long time - easily 15 or 20 minutes - eating her out and your jaw begins to get sore. Slowly, however, you can feel Stella's body tense up, little by little, as she approaches orgasm. Another few minutes pass until she comes. It's not intense, but it's long, and she moans as gentle wave after gentle wave of orgasm laps over her. You wipe your face and look at Charlotte, who has an eyebrow cocked. "You just gonna leave him like that after pushing me out the way?" Your dick is rock hard, and you can feel the precum dripping inside your boxers. Stella opens her eyes, and sits up. She rubs the outline of your penis through your boxers, then stands up. She spreads her legs slightly and leans forward against a pillar. "$mc.name?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/6b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You take your dick out of your boxers again and slowly slide into her. She winces slightly as you enter her, but says nothing else. You begin to speed up, and you can sense the outline of your own orgasm when Stella begins to shudder. She's come again. You don't stop until she reaches out behind you with her hand, and pushes you away from her. "Stop... Stop... I can't..." You're about to tuck your dick away, debating if you could just jack off quickly in your bedroom, when Charlotte gets on her knees in front of you. "You both fucking owe me for this." She begins to suck your dick, vigorously, not caring where it had been only a few moments before. She spits and gags and before Stella even gets her panties back on you're coming. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ Charlotte milks every last drop from you, then makes a point of playing with your cum as she taunts Stella. "Jackson girl number ONE! I am the best, the best of aaaaall!" Stella rolls her eyes dramatically, but still gives a little chuckle. <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.trainingComplete is false>>\ <<if $stella.bimbo lte 35>>\ <<set $stella.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Stella is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $stella.trainingComplete is false>>\ ''Stella cannot become more of a bimbo by repeating this action.'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Home]]

<<set _randomChoice to random(1, 6)>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ You're bored. "Stella!" You call for Stella. You wait a moment or two, but hear nothing. "Stellaaaa!" You listen, closely, and you hear Stella walking down the hallway to your office, the apartment floorboards creaking as she approaches. She shouts to you as she nears the office. "Yes, $mc.name?" She peers round the doorway and looks at you as you unzip your trousers. "I'm changing your work task momentarily... Let's fuck." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ You surprise Stella in the kitchen, where she is pouring milk from a plastic jug into a crystal one. "What are you doing?" "Oh, just putting the milk into the nice jug. Charlotte's coming over later for some food and I wanted to make sure the table was pretty." She's only wearing a black silk dressing gown and you move to stand behind her. You pull apart the gown, and begin to feel her breasts. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I've always had a thing for milk... Get up on the counter." Stella begins to laugh and does as she's told. You pull her dressing gown off her and throw it to the floor. "Now pour it over yourself." "What?" You get naked and begin to jerk yourself off as you answer her. "Pour it in your mouth, pour it over your tits, let it drip down to your pussy." Stella shrugs and begins to pour it over herself. At first a little clumsily, a little self-consciously, but seeing how excited you get she gets into it too. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she pours the milk over her body you lick it up, and kiss her. You pull her panties aside and begin to finger her. When the milk is gone, you pull her up onto the counter and she sits on your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if $charlotte.trainingComplete>>\ You two fuck on top of the kitchen counter, facing the front door, when you hear the lock begin to turn. "Hey mom, sorry I'm a bit early, I just-" It's Charlotte, and she's looking right at your two. Her mom, spread, with your dick inside her. Stella shouts at you as you stop. "DON'T STOP! I'm so close!" You begin fucking again and within seconds Stella comes. A shuddering, full body orgasm that leaves her red in the face and her eyes watering. Stella collapses down on top of you. Charlotte walks over and tenderly brushes sweaty hair from Stella's face. "You really needed that, huh?" Stella clears her throat and nods, but she doesn't open her eyes. You give a little wave to Charlotte and she winks at you. You still haven't come, however, and you begin to thrust back into Stella. "No, no.. I can't... It's too sensitive..." You look a little disappointed but Stella takes Charlotte by the hand. "Charlotte?" You and Charlotte make eye contact, and she takes off her hoodie. "Always the one picking up the pieces..." You pull out of Stella, who then rolls off you to sit on a high kitchen stool. You stand up and before you can say anything Charlotte is licking the tip of your dick, tasting where you were only seconds before. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ Once she's sucked your dick clean you lead her over to the sofa opposite the kitchen. You're about to slide into her soaking wet pussy when she stops you. "I've got standards, you know. If you just fucked her pussy you can only fuck my ass. Got it?" She fingers her own asshole for a few seconds, lubing it up with spit, before you are guided into her. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ As you fuck her you make a point of looking straight into Stella's eyes who, after a moment of hesitation, comes and sits on the same sofa as you. Stella watches, fascinated, and still naked and glistening from when you were fucking. As you speed up Charlotte's hair begins to fall into your face, and Stella reaches out and bunches it up, holding Charlotte's hair for her as you approach climax. "Fuck yeah, Charlotte." At that you orgasm, hard, and long. You fill Charlotte's asshole and you feel her speed up, milking every last drop from you. When you're done, and you let Charlotte go, the mood grows a little awkward once again, and the two women walk off the change into clothes. <<else>>\ She rides you as you thrust up into her. A shuddering, full body orgasm rolls over her, leaving her red in the face, eyes watering. Stella collapses down on top of you. You stop, for a few moments, but then continue to thrust up into her limp, post-orgasmic body until you too come. <</if>>\ <<case 3>>\ Leaving your desk for a moment you walk into the living room and see Stella. She's laying there, naked, masturbating. You stand and look at her for a moment, and as she opens her eyes and looks at you she continues to play with herself. "I'm on a break." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Nothing better to do today?" "Not unless you give me some real work to do..." You sit next to her on the sofa, and take off your pants. "Something urgent has come up." "You make the lamest, most corny jokes, you know that right?" Stella bends down and sucks your cock til you're hard, and then jumps on top of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> In reality, she's fucking you, and she comes within minutes. She continues riding you, however, until you orgasm. Then she stays on top of you and plays with you hair. You open your mouth to speak but Stella interrupts you. "If you make a 'bonus' pun I'm never touching your dick again." <<case 4>>\ You are working in your dining room, financial papers spread across the table, when Stella walks in with more papers "Look what I got!" You look up and she's holding a big legal binder of documents, with '2008' scribbled on it. "Bet you're glad to see these, right?" You put on your most deadpan voice. "Yay." Then you turn back to your work. "Oh, $mc.name. Are you stressed?" You let out a long sigh. In truth, you suppose you are. The nature of your original business sale, and the most recent deal you cut with James, has left you dealing with a litany of tax issues. Nothing that risks throwing you in jail, but something that leaves you with a looming burden of boring work that you never quite get around to tackling. "Yeah, I am a little, to tell the truth" Stella stands behind you and wraps her arms around you. You can feel her breasts on either side of your head, warm and firm, exciting and reassuring. "Let's take a break. Lie down on the table." She begins to tidy up the documents on the table, and she can't help but let out a little 'tsk' when she sees how disorganized you've let the documents become. "On my back or on my front?" "On your front of course. Take off your clothes." You do as you're told and once you've lied down Stella begins to massage your legs. "I can feel how tense you are. Your muscles feel like a sack of charcoal." Slowly she massages you, and works her way up your body. By the time she reaches your thighs you've begun to get hard. Stella quickly sucks your semi-flaccid dick into her mouth, making a popping sound, then giggles as she spits it back out. She does this a few times until you are properly hard. Without the mood changing, without her becoming more serious, or more deliberately sexy, Stella seamlessly eases into sucking your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/4a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks up at you and plays with her breasts. She leans over you and begins to play with herself, briefly stopping to take off her skirt. When you're close to orgasm she stops and looks at you. "Would you like me to keep on massaging you, or do you want to come inside me?" You look up at her and she knows the answer. She sits on the edge of the desk and as you enter her she wraps her arms and legs around you. "Shhhh, let it all out. Just let it all out." You thrust into her for a couple of minutes, getting back to where you were, as she continues to gently reassure you. As you begin to come, you look into her eyes, and she kisses your face, smiling widely as she feels you fill her. Once you're done, she whispers in your ear. "Have I brought you joy?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/4b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You say nothing but you smile and kiss her on the forehead. As you pull out and walk off she begins to giggle, as the cum drips out of her, and she plays around with it. <<case 5>>\ You're lying in bed, browsing your phone and feeling guilty about not doing work, when Stella knocks on your door. "I was hoping I'd find you here." "Oh? What's up?" Stella flops down on your bed, she's only wearing a blue lace nightie, but she has on a necklace too. "I've been practicing." You put your phone down. "Practicing what? On company time?" Stella rolls over so her head and left shoulder is on your body and shoots you a dirty glare before continuing. "I've been practicing my gag reflex. So I don't gag as easily. Want to see?" Before you can even say yes she is unbuttoning your trousers, and has your flaccid penis in her mouth. "OK." That's all the instruction she needs and she begins to gently suck your dick, making you hard. Only a few moments pass before you're hard and she is throwing her throat onto you and holding it there. "Stand up, take control from me, really see how good I've got." You push her up against the headboard, and hold her arms above her. You try to guide your dick into her mouth, but you miss the first couple of times until she reaches out and takes it in her mouth. Then you begin to fuck her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/5a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You talk to her gently, and quietly, the only sounds coming from her being the sound of her breathing, and her wet throat around you. "Good work, Stella. You really have been practicing." You withdraw a few times to give her a chance to take in a deep breath, but you reinsert before she can say anything. After a while, though, you get a bit bored. Truth be told you're feeling a bit lazy today, and just want to fuck her, fill her, and be done. "On your front, Stella." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/5b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> When you're done with her you get up and debate actually starting work, but put the thought out of your mind. <<case 6>>\ "No, put something better on." Charlotte's over to visit and she is bothering you to put something on the TV to watch, as she idly sucks your dick. You two bicker for a while until you both agree to watch an old Seinfeld episode. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ As you lay there half watching Seinfeld, half watching Charlotte slobber on you, Stella walks in. You look quickly at Charlotte for a cue on how to behave but she simply takes your dick out of her mouth and greets her. "Busy day?" She takes you back into her mouth. "Yes, actually, I've been trying to get his chaotic finances in order. I might have to go into the city later but nothing special planned. You?" Charlotte shrugs and keeps on sucking your dick. Stella sighs, a little on edge, and an idea pops into your head. "Stop for a moment, Charlotte. Your mom's a little stressed, I think I should help her relax." You begin to undress her, down to her lingerie, a beautiful, white, matching lace set. You pull down her panties and sit her on the sofa, and begin to taste her. "So this is the pecking order? I suck your dick, you eat her out." Neither of you say anything, but you laugh a little, and the vibrations of your laugh make Stella shudder. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/6a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte sits, at first fixed on the sight of you eating out Stella, but increasingly focused on Seinfeld. You spend a long time - easily 15 or 20 minutes - eating her out and your jaw begins to get sore. Slowly, however, you can feel Stella's body tense up, little by little, as she approaches orgasm. Another few minutes pass until she comes. It's not intense, but it's long, and she moans as gentle wave after gentle wave of orgasm laps over her. You wipe your face and look at Charlotte, who has an eyebrow cocked. "You just gonna leave him like that after pushing me out the way?" Your dick is rock hard, and you can feel the precum dripping inside your boxers. Stella opens her eyes, and sits up. She rubs the outline of your penis through your boxers, then stands up. She spreads her legs slightly and leans forward against a pillar. "$mc.name?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sex/6b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You take your dick out of your boxers again and slowly slide into her. She winces slightly as you enter her, but says nothing else. You begin to speed up, and you can sense the outline of your own orgasm when Stella begins to shudder. She's come again. You don't stop until she reaches out behind you with her hand, and pushes you away from her. "Stop... Stop... I can't..." You're about to tuck your dick away, debating if you could just jack off quickly in your bedroom, when Charlotte gets on her knees in front of you. "You both fucking owe me for this." She begins to suck your dick, vigorously, not caring where it had been only a few moments before. She spits and gags and before Stella even gets her panties back on you're coming. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/Transform2/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Sex/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ Charlotte milks every last drop from you, then makes a point of playing with your cum as she taunts Stella. "Jackson girl number ONE! I am the best, the best of aaaaall!" Stella rolls her eyes dramatically, but still gives a little chuckle. <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.trainingComplete is false>>\ <<if $stella.bimbo lte 35>>\ <<set $stella.bimbo += 1>>\ ''Stella is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $stella.trainingComplete is false>>\ ''Stella cannot become more of a bimbo by repeating this action.'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Home]]

"I'm going to go to the bathroom quickly, but by the time I am back I want you to have three things that you really want to do, three characteristics that you really want to have, but which you find difficult or embarassing or boring. I don't mean 'skydiving' or 'eating healthier' but 'answering text messages right away' or 'making small talk with the super'. OK?" "OK!" You go to the bathroom and when you return you see Charlotte typing on her phone, a big grin plastered across her face. When you sit she looks up at you, puts on a normal face, and places her phone on the table. "I texted you the list, so that I didn't just, you know, pick things from nowhere. Are you going to help me figure out how to deal with these things, Mr. $mc.lastname?" She makes an exaggerated, innocent face at you, fluttering her eyelids. "No. Your homework for this week is to pick one of these things, and focus on doing this every day, as much of the day as you can." Charlotte's eyes widen and you take your phone out of your pocket. "The third principle of bimboism is being your absolute best self. Your mother's homework for this week was the visualize her ideal body. But you, you know what you want, you just need the discipline to get there." "I... Uhhhh... Maybe I should choose-" You cut her off and look into her eyes. "Whatever these are, are what you're picking from." You open up your texts, and read Charlotte's list. 1 putting things in my ass 2 keeping things in my ass 3 taking things out of my ass You look up at her. "This, this is exactly what I mean. There's a fine line between being positive, and happy, and bringing joy - and bringing things down by joking too much about them." Charlotte looks a strange mix of panicked and guilty. "I'm sorry Mr. $mc.lastname. I'm really sorry, I'll take it seriously, I could focus on... on... like..." You stare at her, and her mind's a blank. Her shoulders drop. "What do I need to do?" "You are going to come home with me tonight, and stay the rest of the week at my house. I was going to e-mail you a schedule tonight, but I suspect I will have to be more hands on this week." [[Charlotte's Anal Coaching|Charlotte Anal Training]]

<<set $charlotte.analTraining += 1>>\ <<switch $charlotte.analTraining>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<sethours 8>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ <<adddays 1>>\ You walk arm in arm back home, enjoying the cool night air. Charlotte turns virtually every head you pass on the few blocks home, and though you chit chat with Charlotte, you're focused on how this week's coaching will work. You're disappointed that Charlotte turned this into such a joke, but you can't help but be happy that //this// was the way Charlotte tried to make a joke of your method. Besides, you tell yourself, it's not without logic. Charlotte is a self-admitted slut. But she's always been slightly uncomfortable with anything to do with her asshole. How can she be her best self, her best, slutty, self, if not all her holes are for use? When you get home you ask Charlotte to go to the bedroom and wait for you on the bed on all fours. You head to the bathroom and grab a bottle of oil based lube. She's still in her gold, skin tight dress. You pull it up, and dribble some oil onto her ass. You begin to explain the week's rules as you finger her asshole, stretching it out. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "The rules for the next week are simple. You will spend all week with me, staying at my house. When you are out of this bed and not in the bathroom, you will always be plugged. Whenever I wish, I can check your asshole and do what I want with it. Do you understand?" You slip in a second finger, and push into her asshole past her knuckles. Charlotte lets out a cry of pain. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I will stretch you tonight, and plug you tomorrow morning. By the end of this week your asshole will be perfect. What do you expect to learn this week?" Charlotte seems in a hurry for the stretching to stop, but you aren't. "How to take things in my ass!" You stop, your knuckles right against her asshole, stretching her as wide as you dare tonight. "No, Charlotte. This is your bimbo coaching, remember?" You begin to slowly thrust your fingers in and out of her hole, and you feel her begin to relax slightly. You add a little more lube. "You are going to learn how to be your absolute best self. You want to be a good bimbo, yes?" "Yes, Mr. $mc.lastname." "And you are a slut, yes?" "Yes." You slowly pull your fingers out of her, and wipe the lube on her cheek. She flops down forward onto the bed. "To be your absolute slutty bimbo best you need to learn how to please men with every tool at your disposal. You can't be precious about your asshole. Do you understand?" Charlotte nods, then sits up in bed. You instruct her to shower, and tell her where an enema bulb is, then ask her to come to bed. At first she's shy around you, but once it's clear that the coaching is over you two chat in bed for half an hour, before she eventually falls asleep with her face pressed into your shoulder. [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <<case 2>>\ In the morning you plug Charlotte, then put her to work for the day. She spends the day tidying up your house and organising your documents. You remove her plug for lunch, much to her appreciation, but afterwards you put her up on a stool and have her stretch her asshole in front of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <<case 3>>\ Around mid-morning Charlotte comes up to you. "I know I have to stay plugged, Mr. $mc.lastname, but... Can I lube myself when I want? It's starting to chafe a bit, to hurt." "Of course, I'm surprised you haven't been already. Present yourself." Charlotte turns around, and presents herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You pull out the plug, and though you can see her asshole is swollen and raw, it slides out with a little pop. "I'll plug you after lunch. But I think tonight we can move on to the main attraction" Charlotte smiles at you, and you're glad to see that she's looking forward to it. At dinner you take her plug out and let her asshole rest. After dinner, and a movie, you two go to bed, where you lay Charlotte on her back and begin to lube up your dick and her asshole. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As you try to press it in, you feel that she's very tight, very swollen. You're tempted to press ahead, and to Charlotte's credit she says nothing, but you can see she's in pain. "We'll try later." [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <<case 4>>\ Today Charlotte has to leave the house, to meet her mom for Sunday lunch. You ensure that she's properly plugged and give her a bottle of lube before seeing her off. When she comes back that evening she runs through the door. "I have the best story!" "Present yourself" Charlotte sighs loudly but does as she's told, turns around, flips her skirt up, and shows you that she's still plugged. You're please to see that she's returning to normal - you're not looking to break Charlotte, or even stop her being cheeky and impulsive, but channel it. "My mom found the lube!" You cock your head at her. "How did she react?" "She asked me what it was for and you'll never guess what I did!" You're not sure you like where this is going... "What did you do...?" She begins to laugh, hard. "I presented myself!" She laughs even harder. "I can't believe I did that!" "You... You showed your mom your plugged asshole?" "Yes!" She laughs some more. You find yourself chuckling along too, despite yourself. "What then?" <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ "She told me it was pretty!" Charlotte laughs even harder, and now you join in properly. <<else>>\ "She rolled her eyes at me, sighed, then changed the subject." Charlotte stops laughing. "Honestly she was a bit annoyed, but didn't really give a fuck" <</if>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Stella later on|Charlotte Stella E-mail Buttplug]] <<case 5>>\ By now the plug is no problem for Charlotte and you pop it in and out all day, working your way up to three fingers in her asshole. By the time night arrives you decide you're going to approach it differently. The only way you're not fucking her ass tonight is if she's worried, and looking at her face she's beginning to psych herself out. You tell her to shower, and make sure her anus is sparkling, then lay her down on her back. You kneel down in front of her, and smile up at her. "Part of learning to be a good bimbo is to learn about the pleasure that you can also enjoy." You begin to lick her asshole, and play with her clit. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After relaxing her, and getting her to a stage where she's giggly and happy, you stand up and begin to oil everything up. You slide your fingers in, reassuring her that she's a good bimbo, that she'll do a good job. She begins to repeat it like a mantra as you get ready. "I'm a good bimbo. I'll do a good job. I'm a good bimbo. I'll do a good job." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Your dick slides in, and her face collapse to a blank at the experience of the new sensation. "Mr. $mc.lastname!" You fuck her gently at first, and then a bit harder, before coming in her asshole as you kiss her lips. Masturbating as you fucked her she comes at the same time, and falls asleep within minutes, your cum oozing from her asshole. [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <<case 6>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> The dam has burst, and you and Charlotte basically spend all day fucking. By the time dinner rolls around Charlotte has to ease herself onto her chair. Not that that stops you fucking her ass one last time before sleep. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/9.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <<case 7>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 350>>\ In the afternoon your find Charlotte lying on the floor of your bedroom, examining her pussy and asshole. When you walk in she lifts her chin in greeting, "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname," then goes back to looking at herself as if it were the most normal thing in the world. You squat down next to her and look at her in the mirror. "You've done a very good job this week Charlotte. What have you learned?" "I've learned you've got an anal fixiation." You laugh, but she continues. "Nah, I've learned that, like, doing tough things can work out well. A little pain at the beginning was worth the fun, right? And it's made you really happy." She scrambles onto all fours, then stands up to talk to you. You sit down on the bed, pull her towards you so her tits are in your face, then slide a finger in her asshole as you two talk. Charlotte squirms happily. "I'm going to take you out tonight. You'll be plugged, and I'm expecting that you will show off what you've learned tonight. Should anyone ask, you cannot deny that you have a plug in. OK?" "Sure! Where are we going?" You two pass the rest of the afternoon getting ready. To set the mood you don't plug Charlotte until you are standing in the stairwell outside of your apartment. You two rock up overdressed at a cheap local dive bar, and then take the subway into the city. On the ride you hear a tapping sound coming from Charlotte, but instead of her fingernails tapping on the seat, you just see her bouncing up and down next to you. She leans in to you to whisper. "If I spread my ass cheeks, I can tap the plug on the seat! My dress is so thin." She grabs your arm and giggles, but sits up slightly, unspreading her cheeks. There is a longish walk to the club from the subway, but you two stroll up the avenue, chatting idly about people around you. You find yourself feeling a strange happiness walking along with Charlotte on your arm. The way she smiles up at you when you say something you think is smart, the way she punches your shoulder when you tease her. The way her ass wiggles as she impatiently shifts her weight from one foot to the other waiting for the crosswalk light. Eventually you get to the club and you're almost sad that the chat is over and the 'coaching', such as it is, is going to begin again. "$mc.name! Heyyyyyyyyyy! $mc.name!" You turn around. <img src="images/Misc/Brett.jpg" width="600"> "Brett! Oh my God man! How are you? How's life down under?" "Pretty fucking good, I'm back for a little visit. Only a few nights so I didn't hit you up but my plans fell through. What you up to now?" You look at Charlotte and you feel Brett give you a matey punch in your shoulder. An attaboy for turning up with such a hot woman. "Charlotte, let me introduce Brett. He's an old friend from college. He's Australian, though, so forgive him if he's a rude asshole." She smiles at Brett, and gives her hair a tiny, sexy shake as she offers him her hand. "Hi Brett!" "Heya Charlotte." Brett looks up at you. "Fancy going inside, I'll get the first round in." You look at Charlotte to see if she minds, but she's too busy eye fucking Brett and you suspect that she is down. "Make it the first two rounds and I might allow myself to be seen with you." Brett laughs and the two of you head in, cutting the line thanks to Charlotte's dress and a $50 bill from you. The three of you are a little early and grab a small table at the back. The first couple of drinks are mainly you and Brett catching up, sharing party stories from back in the day. By the third drink Brett suggests splitting a bottle of champagne, and Charlotte's eyes light up. "You want to choose the bottle, Charlotte? We're cheap cunts though, so don't buy the bar." Charlotte nods excitedly, and hops up, striding towards the bar. "She's a piece." You feel a lewd grin slowly spreading across your face. "How long have you known her? How did you meet? Is she fun?" "A few months. It's a long fucking story. And... Well..." You consider whether to do it, and think fuck it. "When she gets back, ask her whether she's wearing a butt plug." Brett looks at you with a confused look on his face. "What?" "A butt plug." He looks at you, with a shocked look now on his face. "I thought you said that but... Fuck..." He shrugs. "Well fuck it." You two grin at each other, but wait in silence for Charlotte to come back. She eventually toddles over. "I got a Dom. Classic, safe, and I didn't even have to buy the bar." You look at Gregg and lift your eyebrows to encourage him. "Charlotte." Brett drawls out in his Aussie patter. "Have you got a plug up your ass right now?" You begin to laugh and Charlotte's jaw drops, before she shouts at you. "I fucking hate you $mc.name!" Instead of answering Brett's question, though, she just turns around and presents herself. She flashes her plugged asshole to you and Brett, before sitting down, cackling, and half-jokingly trying to push you off the booth. The champagne pops and a nearly scandalized Brett pours three glasses. As he hands them around, he lifts his glass as a toast. "To arseholes, both the pretty ones and the ones who think they're much funnier than they are." The ice broken the three of you begin to enjoy your night, taking turns dancing with Charlotte and even ordering another bottle of champagne. You begin to talk about Charlotte's transformation, and Bimbo Life Coaching. "...just wanted Ds, but maybe I should go bigger now?" You and Brett look at each other and, reading each others minds, you both pull down the front of her dress, revealing one of her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/10.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Looking good to me, $mc.name." "Excellent work, Brett." Charlotte drains her glass and stands up. "I need to go to the bathroom." She does a little ass wiggle as she walks away and Brett looks at you. "Does she work for a living? Or do you just keep her?" "She works. Little modelling, little cam work." "Has she ever work-worked?" Brett looks at you with his eyebrows raised. "When she comes back, raise the subject with her. I'd pay $1,000. I'm gonna go to the bathroom." He stands, and passes Charlotte as he goes. The two dance for 10 or 20 seconds before they part ways. "I love your friend. I've never met an Australian before." You shout over the increasingly loud music. "He loves you too!" [[Tell her what Brett said|Charlotte BLC 3 Anal Final][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Don't mention his offer|Charlotte BLC 3 Anal Final][$passageChoice to 4]] <</switch>>\

<<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ <<if $stella.charlotteTrust lt 5>>\ <<set $stella.charlotteTrust += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaButtplug"); $mc.cash -= 50; $stella.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ Hi $mc.name! Did Charlotte tell you about our her little display today? She came over for Sunday dinner - Lord knows what you're having her do for this week of 'special' coaching - and when she flopped down her bag a bottle of lube stuck out. I asked her what it was and, well! She turned around and she had the prettiest little jeweled buttplug in. I managed to suppress a snort, but that girl. She's going to be the death of me one day. xxx Stella You e-mail back asking Stella if she wants a matching one. All you receive back is an e-mail with a winky face emoji in it. Taking that as a yes, you go online and order one on Amazon to be delivered to her house. <<else>>\ Hi $mc.name What exactly are you coaching Charlotte on this week? She's been at yours every night since her last session, and when I asked her about a bottle of lube in her bag, she showed me that she was wearing a buttplug. It was pretty, but did you tell her she had to show it to me? I don't think that's really acceptable if you did, but I suppose if you didn't Charlotte's just gonna Charlotte. Stella <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "He wants to fuck you. He'll pay $1,000." She looks at you, eyes wide open. You're wondering how shocked she's going to be when she answers. [[Charlotte agrees|Charlotte BLC 3 Anal Final][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Charlotte will do it for free|Charlotte BLC 3 Anal Final][$passageChoice to 3]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1; $charlotte.cash += 1000; >>\ "He wants to fuck you. He'll pay $1,000." "Wow! I'm worth that much, huh? Did you try and haggle my price up?" You hang your head in faux shame. "No, I'll try better next time." "There won't be a next time, but your friend is cute and... Well... I want the money." She laughs. When Brett returns you nod at him, and as he sits down Charlotte begins to stroke his thigh. "I'm stoked you value me so highly, Brett." Brett looks at you, almost ready to high five you. "I've only got one condition. $mc.name is going to fuck me at the same time, and he's the only one who can fuck my ass. Deal?" "Deal!" "I'm also not ready to leave yet." She grabs Brett by the hand and pulls him up. "Let's dance." You watch as Charlotte grinds against Brett. The night passes quickly and by the time you're leaving the club the sun is rising. You catch a cab, and by the time you're home the sun is up. Once you're through the front door Charlotte begins to kiss Brett. You take them both into your living room, and stand behind Charlotte as the two make out. You roll up the bottom of her dress. "Look at her ass Brett, isn't it great?" He stops kissing her as you push her forward to bend over, then pull out the plug, placing the heavy metal plug on the table with a reassuring thud. Charlotte stands back up and Brett begins to kiss her some more as she feels his dick through his pants. You peel down the top of her dress. "Be sure to enjoy her tits." You begin to kiss the back of her neck as Brett plays with her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/11.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Things move quickly after this and within five minutes the three of you are naked. Brett's fucking Charlotte's pussy as you walk to the bedroom to get lube. You stand in the doorway watching for a moment, as Brett fucks up into Charlotte, sucking on her tits. You come close, lube up her asshole, and then slide your dick in. Charlotte cries out in pleasure. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/12.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I'm coming!" Within seconds of you beginning to fuck her ass she cums, hard. And she comes three more times within minutes. You continue to fuck her, the two of you throwing her about the room, until eventually you come in Charlotte's ass and Brett comes in her throat. Once everything is done, you bring everyone dressing gowns, and you watch old episodes of Archer in a sticky post-sex fug, waiting for the bagel store to deliver three breakfast bagels. ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 3>>\ "He wants to fuck you. He'll pay $1,000." "Wow! I'm worth that much, huh? Did you try and haggle my price up?" You hang your head in faux shame. "No, I'll try better next time." "There won't be a next time. There won't even be a this time." You begin to stammer out an apology when she laughs and interrupts you. "I'll fuck him, though. He's cute. I'm just not gonna get paid for it." When Brett returns you nod at him, and as he sits down Charlotte begins to stroke his thigh. "I'm stoked you value me so highly, Brett." Brett looks at you, almost ready to high five you. "I've got two conditions, though. One, you aren't paying me. We're doing this for free. Two, $mc.name is going to fuck me at the same time, and he's the only one who can fuck my ass. Deal?" "Deal!" "I'm also not ready to leave yet." She grabs Brett by the hand and pulls him up. "Let's dance." You watch as Charlotte grinds against Brett and sip on your drink. The night passes quickly and by the time you're leaving the club the sun is rising. You catch a cab, and by the time you're home the sun is up. Once you're through the front door Charlotte begins to kiss Brett. You take them both into your living room, and stand behind Charlotte as the two make out. You roll up the bottom of her dress. "Look at her ass Brett, isn't it great?" He stops kissing her as you push her forward to bend over, then pull out the plug, placing the heavy metal plug on the table with a reassuring thud. Charlotte stands back up and Brett begins to kiss her some more as she feels his dick through his pants. You peel down the top of her dress. "Be sure to enjoy her tits." You begin to kiss the back of her neck as Brett plays with her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/11.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Things move quickly after this and within five minutes the three of you are naked. Brett's fucking Charlotte's pussy as you walk to the bedroom to get lube. You stand in the doorway watching for a moment, as Brett fucks up into Charlotte, sucking on her tits. You come close, lube up her asshole, and then slide your dick in. Charlotte cries out in pleasure. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/Anal/12.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I'm coming!" Within seconds of you beginning to fuck her ass she cums, hard. And she comes three more times within minutes. You continue to fuck her, throwing her about the room, until eventually you come in Charlotte's ass and Brett comes in her throat. Once everything is done, you bring everyone dressing gowns, and you watch old episodes of Archer in your sticky post-sex fug, waiting for the bagel store to deliver three breakfast bagels. ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 4>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo -= 1>>\ You decide not to mention Brett's offer and when Brett manages to get you alone you just shake your head as if Charlotte wasn't interested. You three enjoy the rest of your night and part in the early hours. Charlotte's happy, but in the cab ride back you can tell she's a little disappointed. ''Charlotte is now less of a bimbo.'' [[Wake Up|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] [[Skip Day|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventSleep to true]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "StellaButtplug")>>\ $mc.name! You perverted bastard! Hahahahaha! OMG! I can't believe you got me a matching buttplug to Charlotte's! I hope you aren't expecting me to wear this all week. <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Buttplug.jpg" width="600"> It was difficult to take the photo, but enjoy. xxx Stella <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Forward it to Charlotte|Charlotte Stella Buttplug][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Keep it to yourself|Charlotte Stella Buttplug][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $stella.happiness -= 1; $charlotte.slut += 3; >>\ Charlotte - I got your mom a buttplug that matches yours. You like it? - $mc.name You receive an e-mail back later that day. is that in my mom's asshole? you are such a pervert lmao looks cute though ''Stella is now less happy with you.'' ''Charlotte is now much more of a slut.'' [[Home|Charlotte Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ Stella would be pissed if you forwarded on that photo to Charlotte. [[Home|Charlotte Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaNice")>>\ Hi $mc.name Charlotte's started being really nice to me. I'm not sure what you're doing with her in those coaching sessions - and I'm not really sure I want to know! - but... Keep it up. This is the best we've got along in years. Thanks, Stella [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaMakeup")>>\ $mc.name! Doesn't she look so pretty? We did each other's make up together today. <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Makeup.jpg" height="600"> I'm so, so proud of her. What a good bimbo she's becoming! We did it as a little practice exercise, for Principles 1 and 2 - appearance and pleasing those around you. Kisses! Stella [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaPhotography")>>\ $mc.name! Have I got a treat for you! Charlotte and myself teamed up today. She bought this new phone with some great camera - I don't really get stuff like that - and wanted me to take a photo of her for her Instagram. <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Photos.jpg" height="600"> Didn't I do a great job? She also took some photos of me, and helped me set up my very own Instagram! Now that I've been fired I have nothing to lose, right? Yeeeeet, as the kids say. <img src="images/Stella/Charlotte/Photos.jpg" height="600"> I'm sure we both found the day useful, but I'm clearly the better photograher, right? xxx Stella A few minutes later you get an e-mail from Charlotte it isn't about the photographer it's about the model, if that's a better photo it's because of me whatever my mom says lol [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

It's a little past the hour when they arrive. You don't know why but you're slightly nervous, but you feel better when you hear them happily arguing as they walk up the stairs. "Charlotte, of course I know where his apartment is." The two of them linger in the hallway for a moment, probably adjusting their clothes, before the doorbell rings. <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ "Hi $mc.name!" "Hi Mr. $mc.lastname!" Stella smiles at Charlotte. <<else>>\ "Hello $mc.name!" "Hi Mr. $mc.lastname!" "After all this you still call him Mr.?" <</if>>\ "Hello ladies. Shall we sit at the dining table?" You usher them to the dining table and the three of you sit down. There are three wine glasses, and a bottle of white. You uncorked the bottle and pour each of you a small glass. When the glasses are filled you sit down and raise your glass in a toast. "To you, Stella, for coming today. And to you, Charlotte, for your hard work" <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ You all clink glasses and smile at each other. <<else>>\ You all clink glasses, but only you and Charlotte are smiling. <</if>>\ "So, Stella, Charlotte's homework this week was to focus on the fourth principle." "'Be a source of joy, not stress'. I remember." "How has she done, do you think?" Charlotte looks at her nervously. <<if $stella.happiness gte 5>>\ Stella smiles at Charlotte. "Really well. I feel like we've started to form a little team together this past week." <<else>>\ Stella smiles at you. "Well. I feel that we've started to move together a little over the past week." <</if>>\ "You had her write a diary, right?" You nod. "Can I read it?" You look at Charlotte and she raises her eyebrows, but agrees. You take out your phone and pass it to Stella. You and Charlotte sit quietly for 5 or 10 minutes while she reads the diary. Stella smiles are certain moments, and furrows her brows at one or two others. When she's done she looks up. "That's accurate. I'm proud of you for being so thoughtful." "Really? You didn't think it was, like, fake because it's my homework?" "No. Good intentions need work." Stella smiles at Charlotte and you feel a little warmth grow between them. "Your mom's right. Good intentions do require some work. How do you feel about the last week, Charlotte?" "Good. Really good. I don't think things are fixed, but it's nice to learn to separate them a bit, right? Like, maybe we'll disagree about stuff, but I do really like spending time with her." "I want us to be totally honest here. I want you each to agree to be totally honest here." You look at Charlotte and she gives you a thumbs up, and you look at Stella and she nods. "I want you to ask the other one question, and the one you most want to ask if you know that you'll get the whole truth." [[Charlotte asks about the stripping|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Stripping]] [[Charlotte asks about her own coaching|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Coaching]]

<<if $stella.happiness lt 5>>\ <<set $stella.happiness += 1>>\ <</if>>\ "Why were you so hesitant to tell me about stripping?" Stella lowers her head and looks at Charlotte with a 'can you believe she's serious' face. "Sweetie, I'm your mom." They both laugh, and you can feel some of the tension in the room evaporate. "Yeah, alright. What I mean is, like... Did you think I would judge you?" "No, of course no, I just-" Stella stops herself, then holds up her hands, looking at you. "Honesty. Total honesty... So yeah. I thought you would. I thought you might think I'm this dumb hypocrite, pushing you to go to college while I get dollars shoved... Well, while I earn money like that." "I think it's awesome though. You've been so much happier the past few months. What kind of daughter would I be if I judged you for that?" You can see a few tears well up in Stella's eyes. She doesn't say anything, but she looks Charlotte in the eyes and reaches her hand out to touch Charlotte. The two of them hold hands over the table. "Stella? What do you want to ask Charlotte?" Stella collects herself for a moment and thinks. ''Stella is now happier with you.'' [[Stella asks Charlotte about how she is making money|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Money]] [[Stella asks Charlotte about the divorce|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Divorce]]

<<if $stella.charlotteTrust lt 5>>\ <<set $stella.charlotteTrust += 1>>\ <</if>>\ "Why didn't you tell me about wanting to be a bimbo? It was confusing seeing this happen, seeing you change, but not knowing why." "Did you worry about me?" "I mean, obviously. You and dad split up - finally - and then you start changing so much. I didn't know whether it was something you really wanted, and was just bursting out, or whether you were going crazy and this was some manic period." "I'm sorry for worrying you. It was just... I needed something personal for a while. I'd been a wife for years, a mother for years, a teacher, a... All those things. I had to be everything to everyone, but this -" She looks at you. "- was the first thing I did for myself in so, so long. I'm really sorry that I stressed you out. It wasn't really a good bimbo move, but, I... Can you understand that?" Charlotte smiles at her. "Of course, mom. You needed some time to yourself. I understand, and I know how important this coaching was for you. You've become a totally new you, I think it's awesome." Stella smiles back. "Thanks, Charlotte. That means a lot to hear. I guess... I guess I shouldn't be so harsh on you trying to benefit from the same process." ''Stella is now a little more accepting of your role in Charlotte's life.'' [[Stella asks Charlotte about how she is making money|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Money]] [[Stella asks Charlotte about the divorce|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Divorce]]

"How are you making money? You've got new breasts, you've got new clothes, you've taking me to spas. Where is it coming from all of a sudden? Did $mc.name get you stripping too?" Charlotte looks at you, and you cock your head to the side slightly. "I don't strip, exactly. I do cam shows, and I model a little." "But you're basically also undressing for money?" "Yeah..." Stella begins to laugh, a hint of hysteria creeping into it. You and Charlotte share worried glances with each other. But to your surprise Stella raises her glass. "Another toast? To the Jackson girls, making their way in the world with what their momma and Dr. Yanovic gave them." You and Charlotte raise your glasses. "You did go to Dr. Yanovic?" "Yeah, he even gave me lip filler for free. Said Mr. $mc.lastname is such a good source of business." Stella leans forwards and looks at Charlotte's face. "He does good work. Maybe I should think about getting some more work done with him." [[Continue|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Final]]

<<if $stella.happiness lt 5>>\ <<set $stella.happiness += 1>>\ <</if>>\ Stella's eyes begin to water slightly. "Do you blame me for the divorce? I worry that-" "Mom, no. God no. Fuck no. Dad's an asshole and you are much better off without him. I only feel sorry for that bitch that he trapped." Stella begins to cry. Charlotte stands up, and walks around the table, standing behind her mother and hugging her from behind. "I love you, mom, and you're way too good for him. Even before you made all these changes." ''Stella is now happier with you.'' [[Continue|Charlotte Training Fifth Lesson Final]]

<<if $stella.happiness gte 4>>\ "So, Charlotte. I think you've done very well this week. What did you think you learned?" She answers immediately, clearly having prepared an answer. "I learned that it's rewarding to bring joy to people's lives, and that it's stressful to stress people out. It doesn't have to limit my own independence to bring joy to people, it just means I need to pay attention to my surroundings, and try to be nice." Both you and Charlotte nod. "I'm so proud of my little girl! You're doing such a good job, you're going to be such a good bimbo." You all laugh and Stella looks at you. "So what's her homework this week? 'Let yourself be taken care of'?" You grunt, slightly annoyed that Stella is pre-empting your lesson plan. "Yes. Yes it is." You turn to look at Charlotte, momentarily shutting out Stella with your body language. "What I want you to do this week is focus on going through your day to day life, trying to create opportunities for people to be generous, and then to gracefully accept their generosity. I know you can get people to do things for you, but a good bimbo doesn't maniuplate favors out of people. They behave in such a way that people feel good when they get to take care of bimbos. Do you get the distinction?" "Yeah, I think so?" "E-mail me if you need any extra coaching. Anyway, after you've had a week working so hard to improve yourself, and your relationship with your mom, I want to begin it with a little treat. You can stay the evening at my house and I can take care of you. We can do whatever you want." Charlotte's eyes light up. "We're gonna watch James Bond! And you're gonna get pizza. Oooo! And I can have a bath! I'm gonna go get comfortable." Charlotte runs off to your bedroom, leaving you and Stella looking at each other. Stella clinks her wine glass against yours, which is still sitting on the table. "Good work, Mr. $mc.lastname." "Thank you, Mrs. Jackson." Charlotte comes back and jumps onto the sofa. She's wearing her best lingerie set, and heels. She looks stunning and even Stella is impressed. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/FifthTrainingPose.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Can I have my wine, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You bring it over and place it next to her. Stella sidles up behind you, and places her hands around your waist as her daughter sits up on the sofa. "You know, I could do with some extra coaching too..." Stella disappears too, leaving you as you set up the television for Charlotte. A few minutes later you hear Stella call to you, and you head to the upstairs bedroom. "What do you think? It's what I've been wearing all day." "You look great." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/FifthTrainingStella.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You escort Stella downstairs and into the living area. When you pop out of the hallway you hear Charlotte scream. "Mooooom! You look greeeeat! Oh my God, Mr. $mc.lastname, doesn't she look great? I mean, goddamn, I didn't realise you'd gone that big." "I could say the same, sweetie! You look so good... What Bond are we watching?" Stella and Charlotte spend the rest of the evening watching movies in their lingerie. They start with Goldfinger, and you leave them to it, reading a book only to interrupt yourself to bring them drinks and snacks. They both sleep in your bed that night, and as you lay awake with both of them on either side of you, you suppress a laugh as you marvel at how successful you've been as a bimbo life coach. ''Stella will now help coach Charlotte, as long as she remains very happy with you.'' <<else>>\ "So, Charlotte. I think you've done very well this week. What did you think you learned?" She answers immediately, clearly having prepared an answer. "I learned that it's rewarding to bring joy to people's lives, and that it's stressful to stress people out. It doesn't have to limit my own independence to bring joy to people, it just means I need to pay attention to my surroundings, and try to be nice." Both you and Charlotte nod. "You're right, Charlotte. It's good to try harder to be nice to others." "So what's my homework this week? 'Let yourself be taken care of'?" You grunt, slightly annoyed that Charlotte is pre-empting your lesson plan. "Yes. Yes it is. What I want you to do this week is focus on going through your day to day life, trying to create opportunities for people to be generous, and then to gracefully accept their generosity. I know you can get people to do things for you, but a good bimbo doesn't maniuplate favors out of people. They behave in such a way that people feel good when they get to take care of bimbos. Do you get the distinction?" "Yeah, I think so?" "E-mail me if you need any extra coaching. Anyway, after you've had a week working so hard to improve yourself, and your relationship with your mom, I want to begin it with a little treat. You can stay the evening at my house and I can take care of you. We can do whatever you want." Charlotte's eyes light up. "We're gonna watch James Bond! And you're gonna get pizza. Oooo! And I can have a bath! I'm gonna go get comfortable." Charlotte runs off to your bedroom, leaving you and Stella looking at each other. Stella clinks her wine glass against yours, which is still sitting on the table. "You're certainly changing her, Mr. $mc.lastname." Charlotte comes back and jumps onto the sofa. She's wearing her best lingerie set, and heels. She looks stunning and even Stella is impressed. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/FifthTrainingPose.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Can I have my wine, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You bring it over and place it next to her. Stella sidles up behind you, and places her hands around your waist as her daughter sits up on the sofa. "You know, I think I'm going to go home." She kisses you on the cheek, then bends down and kisses Charlotte on the forehead. "Enjoy getting spoiled, Charlotte." ''Stella won't help coach Charlotte until she is very happy with you.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $blcExam += 1>>\ <<switch $blcExam>>\ <<case 1>>\ When Charlotte arrives she is wearing a tight leather jacket, a white boob tube, and long, skin tight jeans. You ask both her and her mom to get changed, saying you have laid out their outfits in their rooms. Stella is the first out, in a simple black robe. <img src="images/Stella/Charlotte/Exam.jpg" height="600"> Then Charlotte comes out, in a red robe and lingerie. <img src="images/Charlotte/Training/ExamLingerie.jpg" height="600"> "I hadn't left that lingerie on the bed, Charlotte." "I thought it looked good together. It is what I was wearing already...". You consider arguing, but decide it would be counterproductive. You sit the two of them down and give them a glass of wine each. Stella listens patiently, occasionally offering useful critiques, as Charlotte discusses her homework from the past week. The main event of the past week for Charlotte was how she met an old friend from high school, a boy that she used to have a crush on, who is now at a college near Boston. He was impressed with her changes, she said, and he took her to an expensive restaurant in midtown before paying for her cab home. She described how she simply went with the flow that night, and both didn't try to worry about how she would pay for the evening, but also didn't try and ensure that her friend paid. She simply trusted that he would, and let herself be taken care of. "Very good, Charlotte. Now, to the main event. Charlotte, you are near the end of your intensive coaching. You might still be a little rough around the edges, but at heart you are now a bimbo, and you've got a great foundation in the Principles of Bimboism. What we are going to do now is give you a test. Stella?" "$mc.name is going to ask us questions, and we are both going to answer them on these white boards" Stella gestures to two white boards on the table. "We won't be able to see each others answers, though, as there will be a screen between us. OK?" Charlotte nods and you lead them to their stools, Stella on the left and Charlotte on the right. Between them is a light, but large, bounce board from your photography. "The first questions will be easy, but as they progress they'll get more challenging, and more personal. Ready to begin?" "Yes, Mr. $mc.lastname! "Ready when you are." [[What is the second principle?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Which principle is 'be your absolute best self'?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 2>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What is the second principle?" The two quickly write their answers. Please those around you Please those around you "Excellent! You both got it right." Both women smile. ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Which principle is 'be your absolute best self'?" The two quickly write their answers. 3 2 "Good job Stella, but it was the Third Principle, Charlotte." Charlotte clicks her tongue in annoyance. <</if>>\ [[What is the most important principle?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[What is the least important principle?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 3>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What is the most important principle?" The two write their answers after some thought. Please those around you Be your absolute best self "Good job Charlotte, but surprised you didn't get that Stella. Being a bimbo is about being the best." ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What is the least important principle?" The two write their answers after some thought. Let yourself be taken care of Let yourself be taken care of "Excellent. Both correct. Letting yourself be taken care of is, of course, important, but it isn't an absolute rule in the same way the other principles are, more guidance on how to live a good bimbo life." ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <</if>>\ [[One word: why did you want to become a bimbo?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[One word: what is the best thing about being a bimbo?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 4>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "One word: why did you want to become a bimbo?" ... Confidence Fun "There is not really a right or wrong answer, but I enjoy Charlotte's answer more." ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "One word: what is the best thing about being a bimbo?" ... Joy Fun "There is not really a right or wrong answer, but I enjoy Stella's answer more." <</if>>\ "We're going to step things up a little now." [[What part of your body are you happiest with?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[What part of your body are you least happy with?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 5>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ "What part of your body are you happiest with?" The two answer quickly, both with a little giggle. Breasts Face "Charlotte, your mother answered her breasts. Stella, your daughter said her face." Stella looks approvingly around the screen. "Yeah, I'd agree." "You do have banging boobs, mom." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What part of your body are you least happy with?" The two answer quickly. Ass Boobs "Charlotte, your mom said her ass. Stella, your daughter answered her boobs. Thinking of going bigger soon?" Charlotte laughs. "Yeah! Probably!" "You won't regret it, I can promise you that." ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <</if>>\ [[What is your favorite part of each others body?|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] <<case 6>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ "What is your favorite part of each others body?" The two answer almost immediately. Lips Boobs "Charlotte, your mother answered your lips. Stella, your daughter said your boobs." "You really do have amazing, plump lips." <</if>>\ "Now, what we're going to do now is I am going to give you words or statements, and you are both going to write down which one of you it best describes." [[Smart|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Kind|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 7>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo -= 1>>\ "Smart" ... Charlotte Charlotte "You both said Charlotte!" Charlotte peeks round the curtain to high five her mom. ''Charlotte is now less of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Kind" ... Stella Stella "You both said Stella" Stella's face crunches up in a mix of happiness and emotion. "Awwwww, Charlotte." <</if>>\ [[Sexy|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Classy|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 8>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "Sexy" ... Charlotte Charlotte "You both said Charlotte!" Charlotte bites her lip and nods, like a man that just won a sports bet. ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Classy" ... Charlotte Stella "You both said... Each other!" "Awwwww, Charlotte." <</if>>\ [[Slutty|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Exhibitionist|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 9>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "Slutty" ... Charlotte Charlotte "You both said Charlotte! Do you really think your daughter is a slut, Stella?" Stella leans around the screen to look at her daughter. "Total slut." Charlotte pretends to be offended, but laughs. ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Exhibitionist" ... Stella Stella "You both said... Stella!!" "I mean, she does work as a stripper." <</if>>\ "Now for a question that I can really give you an honest answer to..." [[Better at sex|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Better at blowjobs|Charlotte Training Exam Assistant][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 10>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $stella.happiness -= 1>>\ "Better at sex" ... Stella Charlotte "You both said yourself! I have to admit, though, the answer is unfortunately Charlotte" Stella looks offended, while Charlotte purses her lips in embarrassment. ''Stella is now less happy with you.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Better at blowjobs" ... Stella Stella "You both said... Stella!!" Stella begins to clap, but then stops, realizing that this means her daughter thinks she is the blowjob queen of the Jackson family. <</if>>\ "Now for the final test. Stella, Charlotte, I'm going to blindfold you both now." You slip thick blindfolds over their eyes, making totally sure that they are unable to cheat. "Girls, you can come in now." [[Final Question|Charlotte Training Exam Stella Boob Check]] <</switch>>\

<<set $blcExam += 1>>\ <<switch $blcExam>>\ <<case 1>>\ When Charlotte arrives she is wearing a tight leather jacket, a white boob tube, and long, skin tight jeans. You ask both her to get changed, saying you have laid out her outfits in their rooms. After a few minutes Charlotte comes out, in a red robe and lingerie. <img src="images/Charlotte/Training/ExamLingerie.jpg" height="600"> "I hadn't left that lingerie on the bed, Charlotte." "I thought it looked good together. It is what I was wearing already. ". You consider arguing, but decide it would be counterproductive. You sit the two of them down and give them a glass of wine each. Stella listens patiently as Charlotte discusses her homework from the past week. The main event of the past week for Charlotte was how she met an old friend from high school, a boy that she used to have a crush on, who is now at a college near Boston. He was impressed with her changes, she said, and he took her to an expensive restaurant in midtown before paying for her cab home. She described how she simply went with the flow that night, and both didn't try to worry about how she would pay for the evening, but also didn't try and ensure that her friend paid. She simply trusted that he would, and let herself be taken care of. "Very good, Charlotte. Now, the main event. I think, Charlotte, that you are near the end of your intensive coaching. You might still be a little rough around the edges, but at heart you are now a bimbo, and you've got a great foundation in the Principles of Bimboism. What we are going to do now is give you a test. Stella?" "$mc.name is going to ask us questions, and we are gonna answer on these white boards" Stella gestures to two white boards on the table. "We, like, won't be able to see each others answers, though, as there will be a screen between us." Charlotte nods and you lead them to their stools, Stella on the left and Charlotte on the right. Between them is a light, but large, bounce board from your photography. "The first questions will be easy, but as they progress they'll get more challenging, and more personal. Ready to begin?" "Yes, Mr. $mc.lastname! "Ready when you are." [[What is the second principle?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Which principle is 'be your absolute best self'?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 2>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What is the second principle?" The two quickly write their answers. Please those around you Please those around you "Excellent! You both got it right." Both women smile. ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Which principle is 'be your absolute best self'?" The two quickly write their answers. 3 2 "Good job Stella, but it was the Third Principle, Charlotte." Charlotte clicks her tongue in annoyance. <</if>>\ [[What is the most important principle?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[What is the least important principle?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 3>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What is the most important principle?" The two write their answers after some thought. Please those around you Be your absolute best self "Good job Charlotte, but surprised you didn't get that Stella. Being a bimbo is about being the best." ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What is the least important principle?" The two write their answers after some thought. Let yourself be taken care of Let yourself be taken care of "Excellent. Both correct. Letting yourself be taken care of is, of course, important, but it isn't an absolute rule in the same way the other principles are, more guidance on how to live a good bimbo life." ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <</if>>\ [[One word: why did you want to become a bimbo?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[One word: what is the best thing about being a bimbo?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 4>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "One word: why did you want to become a bimbo?" ... Confidence Fun "There is not really a right or wrong answer, but I enjoy Charlotte's answer more" ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "One word: what is the best thing about being a bimbo?" ... Joy Fun "There is not really a right or wrong answer, but I enjoy Stella's answer more" <</if>>\ "We're going to step things up a little now." [[What part of your body are you happiest with?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[What part of your body are you least happy with?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 5>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ "What part of your body are you happiest with?" The two answer quickly, both with a little giggle. Breasts Face "Charlotte, your mother answered her breasts. Stella, your daughter said her face." "Very true, sweetie." "You do have banging boobs, mom." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "What part of your body are you least happy with?" The two answer quickly. Ass Boobs "Charlotte, your mom said her ass. Stella, your daughter answered her boobs. Thinking of going bigger soon?" Charlotte laughs. "Yeah! Probably!" "You won't regret it, sweetie." ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <</if>>\ [[What is your favorite part of each others body?|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] <<case 6>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ "What is your favorite part of each others body?" The two answer almost immediately. Lips Boobs "Charlotte, your mother answered your lips. Stella, your daughter said your boobs." "You really do have the most wonderful lips, sweetie." <</if>>\ "Now, what we're going to do now is I am going to give you words or statements, and you are both going to write down which one of you it best describes." [[Smart|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Kind|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 7>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo -= 1>>\ "Smart" ... Charlotte Charlotte "You both said Charlotte!" Charlotte peeks round the curtain to high five her mom. ''Charlotte is now less of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Kind" ... Stella Stella "You both said Stella" "Awwwww, Charlotte." <</if>>\ [[Sexy|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Classy|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 8>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "Sexy" ... Charlotte Charlotte "You both said Charlotte!" ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Classy" ... Charlotte Stella "You both said... Each other!" "Awwwww, Charlotte." <</if>>\ [[Slutty|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Exhibitionist|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 9>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ "Slutty" ... Charlotte Charlotte "You both said Charlotte! Do you really think your daughter is a slut, Stella?" Stella nods and shrugs while laughing, as Charlotte pretends to be offended. ''Charlotte is now more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Exhibitionist" ... Stella Stella "You both said... Stella!!" "I mean, she does work as a stripper." <</if>>\ "Now for a question that I can really give you an honest answer to..." [[Better at sex|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Better at blowjobs|Charlotte Training Exam House Bimbo][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 10>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $stella.happiness -= 1>>\ "Better at sex" ... Stella Charlotte "You both said yourself! I have to admit, though, the answer is unfortunately Charlotte" Stella nods and shrugs while laughing, as Charlotte pretends to be offended. ''Stella is now less happy with you.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Better at blowjobs" ... Stella Stella "You both said... Stella!!" Stella begins to clap, but then stops, realizing that this means her daughter thinks she is the blowjob queen of the Jackson family. <</if>>\ "Now for the final test. Stella, Charlotte, I'm going to blindfold you both now." You slip thick blindfolds over their eyes, making totally sure that they are unable to cheat. "Girls, you can come in now." [[Final Question|Charlotte Training Exam Stella Boob Check]] <</switch>>\

Four women walk in. Two with a striking resemblance to Stella and two with a striking resemblance to Charlotte. Off to the side you have a wide black box with adjustable shades. You are able to move the shades up and down, creating gaps, and there are three sets of them. Silently, you point at the women who look like Stella, and send them out of the room. Then you walk to Charlotte, and take off her blindfold. "Being as quiet as you can I want you to stand behind one of the curtains. Then I want you to take off your bra and robe. OK?" "OK, Mr. $mc.lastname." Charlotte does as she's told and stands there, baring her breasts. The other two women follow suit and stand next to her. Taking your time you adjust each set of curtains so that their breasts, and only their breasts, are visible through the hole. You then walk over to Stella and take off her blindfold. "You are to figure out which of these three pair of breasts belong to Charlotte." Stella walks down the line looking at the breasts lined up in front of her. Silently she studies each pair. She looks at you. "Go on. You can touch." Pair 1 <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte2.jpg" width="300"> Hesitantly, and gently, Stella cups one of the first woman's breasts. She gives it a little squeeze. "Maybe too big for Charlotte, but nice and firm..." Pair 2 <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte1.jpg" width="300"> She approaches the second pair with a bit more confidence. "They seem kinda new. Nice and firm, nice nipples." Pair 3 <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte3.jpg" width="300"> She weighs both of them in her hand. "These are great." Slowly Stella circles back, feeling each pair again, hesitating. "I'm going to have to press you for an answer now, Stella." This goes on for some time until, finally, she is ready to make a choice. [[Breasts #1|Charlotte Training Exam Stella Boob Result][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Breasts #2|Charlotte Training Exam Stella Boob Result][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Breasts #3|Charlotte Training Exam Stella Boob Result][$passageChoice to 3]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ Stella stops in front of the first woman in line. "I think this is Charlotte..." You pull a cord and pull up the curtain to reveal... <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte2a.jpg" width="400"> "Incorrect!" You walk down the line and pull open the middle curtains to reveal Charlotte. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte1a.jpg" width="400"> Charlotte shakes her tits and cackles at Stella's failure. "Bet you I'll win this!" [[Charlotte's Turn|Charlotte Training Exam Charlotte Boob Check]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $stella.happiness += 1>>\ Stella stops in front of the middle woman. "I think this is Charlotte..." You pull a cord and pull up the curtain to reveal... <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte1a.jpg" width="400"> "Correct! Charlotte hangs her head slightly. "I knew it!" "Lucky guess, it took you long enough. I bet I'll do it way faster." ''Stella is now happier with you.'' [[Charlotte's Turn|Charlotte Training Exam Charlotte Boob Check]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 3>>\ Stella stops in front of the last woman in line. "I think this is Charlotte..." You pull a cord and pull up the curtain to reveal... <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte3a.jpg" width="400"> "Incorrect!" You walk down the line and pull open the middle curtains to reveal Charlotte. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/charlotte1a.jpg" width="400"> Charlotte shakes her tits and cackles at Stella's failure. "Bet you I'll win this!" [[Charlotte's Turn|Charlotte Training Exam Charlotte Boob Check]] <</if>>\

You blindfold Charlotte and place her on a chair facing the curtains. She doesn't bother to close her robe, nor does she bother to close her legs. For whatever reason she had taken off her panties as well as her bra, and you suspect that she is enjoying putting on a little show for everyone. You let Stella choose where she wants to stand, and then you lead the other women into the room. They stand on their spots, and you adjust the curtains to reveal their tits - and nothing but their tits. Everything arranged correctly you walk over to Charlotte and take off her blindfold. "OK, Charlotte." Charlotte stands back and looks at each pair in front of her. She briskly walks down the line and cups each pair, and giving them a little squeeze. A cheeky grin creeps across her face. "I can do anything, as long as I don't lift up the curtains, right?" You wonder what she has in mind. "That's right." At the first woman in line Charlotte bends down, and slowly sucks one of her nipples. You see the woman tense up, and once the nipple is wet Charlotte begins to gently blow on it. Pair 1 <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella1.jpg" width="300"> The nipples become pert almost immediately, and Charlotte smiles. Charlotte repeats this with the next woman... Pair 2 <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella2.jpg" width="300"> Her nipples barely change and Charlotte claps slightly in excitement, before moving onto the third woman, who exhales audibly as Charlotte's lips wrap around the nipple. Pair 3 <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella3.jpg" width="300"> Her nipples also become erect as Charlotte blows on them. "I know which ones are my mom now, Mr. $mc.lastname" [[Breasts #1|Charlotte Training Exam Charlotte Boob Result][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Breasts #2|Charlotte Training Exam Charlotte Boob Result][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Breasts #3|Charlotte Training Exam Charlotte Boob Result][$passageChoice to 3]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 3>>\ Charlotte points at the first woman. You pull a cord and pull up the curtain to reveal... <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella1a.jpg" width="400"> "Stella!" "How did you get me so quickly?" Charlotte jumps up and down laughing and clapping. "The tiniest bit of cold and ZONK your nipples would point right out." You look at Charlotte carefully. "It was a very smart way to win..." Stella comes round to give Charlotte a hug and, behind her back, Charlotte winks at you. ''Charlotte is now much more of a bimbo.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ Charlotte points at the middle woman. You pull a cord and pull up the curtain to reveal... <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella2a.jpg" width="400"> "Incorrect!" You walk to the first woman and pull open the curtain. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella1a.jpg" width="400"> "Why were you sucking on my nipple sweetie?" Charlotte shrugs, seemingly upset at her loss. "It used to be that the tiniest bit of cold and ZONK your nipples would point right out..." "That was before the implants" Stella comes round to give Charlotte a hug and, behind her back, Charlotte winks at you. <<elseif $passageChoice is 3>>\ Charlotte points at the last woman. You pull a cord and pull up the curtain to reveal... <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella3a.jpg" width="400"> "Incorrect!" You walk to the first woman and pull open the curtain. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Exam/stella1a.jpg" width="400"> "Why were you sucking on my nipple sweetie?" Charlotte shrugs, seemingly upset at her loss. "It used to be that the tiniest bit of cold and ZONK your nipples would point right out..." "That was before the implants" Stella comes round to give Charlotte a hug and, behind her back, Charlotte winks at you. <</if>>\ [[Continue|BLC Exam End]]

<<if $charlotte.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "BimboTraining"); AddEvent($sofia, "FirstPhoneCall"); $charlotte.trainingComplete to true; >>\ You bring together all the Charlottes and all the Stellas for an announcement. "At the beginning of this summer I started a new business, Bimbo Life Coaching. I had a dream to become New York's first Bimbo Life Coach, to help the women of this city who wished to become bimbos live up to their full potential, to become the best bimbos that they can. Around us we see the product of that work." The women begin to clap, looking around at each other. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ "I formed a close relationship with Stella, my very first client, who is now the official hostess for Bimbo Life Coaching since she moved in to become my house bimbo just recently. Together Stella and I are walking along this path, and though Stella's journey is not yet over, she understands the philsophy better than anyone else. Stella?" Stella walks up and stands next to you. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ "I formed a close relationship with Stella, my very first client, who is now the first full time employee of Bimbo Life Coaching. Together Stella and I are walking along this path, and though Stella's journey is not yet over, she understands the philsophy better than anyone else. Stella?" Stella walks up and stands next to you. <</if>>\ "My masterpiece though, has been Charlotte, Stella's daughter. Charlotte?" Charlotte stands on the other side of you, and you slip an arm around each of their waists. "When I first met Charlotte she lacked confidence, she lacked inner strength and, well... did not quite meet today's outer beauty we see before us. But today she is an exemplary bimbo. Beautiful, confident, capable of bringing joy to all those around her. Today was her exam, which she passed with flying colours, and I want you to congratulate her." All the women, including Stella, begin to clap Charlotte, who smiles at everyone before taking a little curtsey. "If you could please move to the living room, you will find champagne." As you ask, they begin to move to the living room for the champagne. All except for Charlotte, who hangs back. "Do you really think that I am your masterpiece?" It suddenly strikes you how offensive that could seem. "I, no, I just. I didn't mean to take all the credit, we've done such a good job here, together, I just..." Without any warning Charlotte jumps into your arms, wraps her legs around you, and whispers into your ear. "Thank you, $mc.name. I'm so much happier now." She holds you like that for some time, until you sit down on a chair, with her still sitting on your lap. She strokes your hair but doesn't look at you."I feel like I'm at a, like, point where things stop and start..." You begin to suck on her tits and your cock gets hard. You make a loud smack as you stop sucking. "A transition point?" <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "College") is true>>\ She pushes your head back, and you lick her nipples."Yeah, that's it. I feel like I gotta decide now how I'm gonna live as a bimbo, you know? Like, I'm going to college but that doesn't make me less of a bimbo, does it?" She unbuttons your trousers, takes your your cock, and you slide it into her asshole. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/ExamAnal.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "But I don't really want to do something boring. I don't wanna be a doctor, I think I'm gonna go do fashion or nutrition or something." She stops bouncing on you for a moment. "That's a good decision, right?" You think for a moment and she begins to slowly move up and down. "I think so, yeah. It'll allow you to keep your feet in both worlds" You nod thoughtfully and look at her to continue when Stella walks in. You begin to push Charlotte off you but she stops you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/ExamAnal2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hey mom, what's up?" You find yourself torn, and just stay still. "Oh nothing, I can see you're busy." Stella turns to leave. "No, it's alright, we're actually just talking about my future." Stella looks at you two, your oiled dick in Charlotte's ass. "So I see." You make eye contact with Stella as Charlotte turns back to face you, and you can see her roll her eyes. You shrug, but Stella pulls up a chair. "I've decided I'm gonna do, like, nutrition or fashion at college. For my major." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella sighs, and smiles brightly. "Whatever you want, sweetie." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella sighs, and clears her throat. "Yeah, I've increasingly got the hint that accountancy isn't for you." <</if>>\ "I feel like I just gotta decide now, because then I'll be happier starting, you know?" "I mean, there is something reassuring about making a decision and just being done with it. When your-" You begin to slowly slide your dick in and out of Charlotte, thinking that if she's fine with Stella seeing this, you may as well enjoy yourself. Charlotte interrupts Stella. "Mr. $mc.lastname, what the fuck? You can't actually fuck me right in front of my mom. God, you can be so rude sometimes." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella sighs, and smiles brightly. "Thanks, sweetie." Charlotte stays sitting on your dick. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella looks at you and you both begin to laugh, hard. "Very funny guys, very funny. Have a laugh at my expense. I was just trying to be polite." Charlotte takes your dick out of her ass and then pulls up her own chair. <</if>>\ "But yeah, that's my plan. I'm gonna be a college bimbo." [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] <<else>>\ She pushes your head back, and you lick her nipples."Yeah, that's it. I feel like I gotta decide now how I'm gonna live as a bimbo, you know? Like, I could still go to college, bimbos can be smart." She unbuttons your trousers, takes your your cock, and you slide it into her asshole. She begins to bounce up and down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/ExamAnal.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "But I don't really want to. I think I can do way better with modelling, or porn, or... Just being myself." She stops bouncing on you for a moment. "What do you think I should do?" You think for a moment and she begins to slowly move up and down again, almost like she's fucking you thoughtfully. "I don't really want to tell you. I think this decision is too big to be made on your own." You look at her to continue when Stella walks in. You begin to push Charlotte off but she stops you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/ExamAnal2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hey mom, what's up?" You find yourself at a loss, and just stay still. "Oh nothing, I can see you're busy." Stella turns to leave. "No, it's alright, we're actually just talking about my future." Stella looks at you two, your oiled dick in Charlotte's ass. "So I see." You make eye contact with Stella as Charlotte turns back to face you, and you can see her roll her eyes. You shrug, but Stella pulls up a chair. "I need to decide once and for all if I'm gonna go to college." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella sighs, and smiles brightly. "Whatever you want, sweetie." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella sighs, and clears her throat. "Are you, uh, are you sure that isn't a little like shutting the barn door after the horse has bolted? <</if>>\ "I feel like I just gotta decide now, and be happy with it." "I mean, there is something reassuring about making a decision and just being done with it. When your-" You begin to slowly slide your dick in and out of Charlotte, thinking that if she's fine with Stella seeing this, you may as well enjoy yourself. Charlotte interrupts Stella. "Mr. $mc.lastname, what the fuck? You can't actually fuck me right in front of my mom. God..." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella sighs, and smiles brightly. "Thanks, sweetie." Charlotte stays sitting on your dick. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella looks at you and you both begin to laugh, hard. "Very funny guys, very funny. Have a laugh at my expense. I was just trying to be polite." Charlotte takes your dick out of her ass and then pulls up her own chair. <</if>>\ "But yeah, what do you think I should do?" ''WARNING: This decision is permanent. Neither choice ends Charlotte's story, but if she decides to go to college she will be unable to transform further physically.'' [[Go to college|BLC Exam End Choice][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Dedicate yourself to being a bimbo|BLC Exam End Choice][$passageChoice to 2]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "BimboTrainingExamRepeat")>>\ Charlotte is a major bimbo, but is not completely bimbofied and has not passed her test. Try again next week and try to ensure that Charlotte passes the test. "I'm afraid, Charlotte that you're not enough of a bimbo yet. Study some more, practice on your own, and let's try again next week?" Charlotte looks disappointed, and Stella walks over to comfort her as you begin to clear up. [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "College"); $counters.set("CharlotteCollege", 0); >>\ Charlotte stands up. "I'm gonna go to college. I can still do all the stuff I like, right? I won't be able to make a big success of it, but I shouldn't be so focused on one thing. Besides, I don't have do something boring, I can go and do like fashion or something." Stella stands up and gives Charlotte a big hug. "I'm proud of you. That's a really mature decision." You can't help but feel a little disappointed that your 'masterpiece' is backing away from a glorious future, but you're happy that she's made her decision. You also know that, despite it, this won't be the last you see of Charlotte. <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set AddEvent($charlotte, "SecondImplants")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Charlotte begins to bounce ever so slowly up and down on your cock again. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Charlotte stands up again, and sits back down on your cock, slipping it inside her right in front of her mom. <</if>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Training/ExamAnal3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks at her mom and begins to bounce up and down, faster and faster. "I'm a bimbo. I'm a total fucking bimbo, and I wanna... I just wanna... Remember that video I left up on my computer that you caught me watching? That girl with huge oily tits, getting fucked by two guys?" Stella looks away, but you can see she can't help but stare. "Yeah?" You make eye contact with her and Stella stares back at you, a strange smile creeping across her face, before she turns to walk out. Charlotte speeds up even more and calls out after her. "I'm going back to Dr. Yanovic!" ''When Charlotte has $20,000, meet her at Dr. Yanovic's to complete her physical transformation.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

''WARNING: This decision is permanent, and will alter the images that appear for Charlotte.'' [[Get the work done|Charlotte Transformation 2]] [[I'll wait|Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "SecondImplants"); AddEvent($charlotte, "Surgery"); $counters.set("CharlotteSurgery", 0); $charlotte.cash -= 20000; >>\ You're running a little late for Charlotte's final appointment and the nurse shows you right into the examination room. <img src="images/Charlotte/Implants/DoctorVisit.jpg" width="600"> Charlotte is up on the table, legs spread, being 'examined' by Dr. Yanovic. Charlotte greets you. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname! Dr. Yanovic makes a shushing sound and you watch him finger her, until he is satisfied. He snaps off his gloves, then reaches out to shake your hand. "How's it going $mc.name?" "Fine, fine. How's Charlotte?" "In excellent health I'm pleased to report. She's going to get an awful lot of work done at once, but... She's young, and very healthy. I wouldn't worry at all." Charlotte smiles up at you, her legs still spread and her tits still out. You bend down and give her a little kiss. "What are you having done?" "Well, I'm going up to a G. I'm going to get slightly bigger lips, a little bit of face work and... Butt implants! I'm gonna get a big fake ass, just like that pornstar I love." You nod. "You know, I already think you're beautiful, but I can't wait to see you. You're going to be a perfect bimbo." You turn to face Dr. Yanovic. "When will she be healed?" "She should be well enough to live normally in a couple of weeks. As I said, she's young and healthy. Anyway, $mc.name, it's time for the operation." You look nervously down at Charlotte but she smiles up at you. "Don't worry about me, Mr. $mc.lastname. I'll be fine. I'll see you when I'm all healed up!" Charlotte gets into a patient's gown and lays down on a trolley, before beind wheeled out by the nurses. For whatever reason you're feeling much less worried this time. With Stella you felt a sense of responsibility for her decision to get the work done that you just don't with Charlotte. There's no stopping her, you know that well enough by now. Charlotte was gonna Charlotte. ''Two weeks will pass before Charlotte is healed.'' [[Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaModelShop")>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5 or CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ <<if $stella.charlotteTrust lt 5>>\ <<set $stella.charlotteTrust += 1>>\ <</if>>\ Oh my God!!! $mc.name!!! I was walking in the city and I saw this small little lingerie shop. I walked inside to see if I could pick up something cute when I walk in and THIS is staring me in the face! <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Lingerie.jpg" height="600"> Isn't she so beautiful? Wow. I'm so proud of her. I know this probably means she won't go off and become a lawyer or something now, but... Wow. Thank you so, so, so much for all your help with Charlotte. xxx Stella <<else>>\ Oh my God!!! $mc.name!!! I was walking in the city and I saw this small little lingerie shop. I walked inside to see if I could pick up something cute when I walk in and THIS is staring me in the face! <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Lingerie.jpg" height="600"> She's so beautiful. Like, stunning. I'm really impressed her career has moved so quickly. But I must admit... I'm a little worried. Even if she goes to college now she'll find it really difficult to build a proper, professional career with this behind her. I suppose it was always unrealistic to expect her to become a lawyer, though. xxx Stella <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "StellaFiredResponse")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ i hear my mom's working for you now as your assistant. what does that mean for the rest of my coaching? is she gonna be helping you coach, or just, like, other shit. she was a pretty good teacher before she got cock crazy. can't believe she got fired like that. she wouldn't tell me the full story but i knew some of the guys at that school. way to go mom!!! <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ wtf is a house bimbo and why is my mom one now? does this mean she'll have to, like, get me drinks and shit when i'm over there? can i stop cleaning up after you now? or am i still gonna have to clean and she just looks pretty around the house? can't believe she got fired like that. she wouldn't tell me the full story but i knew some of the guys at that school. way to go mom!!! <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Stella Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "Surgery"); $counters.delete("CharlotteSurgery"); $charlotte.transformLevel to 2; >>\ You hear a buzz and know that must be Stella and Charlotte. It will be the first time in weeks that you've seen Charlotte outside of a hospital bed, unbandaged, and unattached to drips. You tried to visit as often as you could, and brought her whatever she asked for. Which was grapes, diet Dr. Pepper, a small bullet vibrator, and more grapes. The door opens and Stella and Charlotte walk in, having a happy little argument over what really happened at a Christmas party years ago. When they see you, though, their conversation stops and Charlotte runs up to you to give you a hug. "Mr. $mc.lastname! Look at me!" You look at Charlotte and she's certainly filled out. Her top is straining to contain her new tits, and her ass... Well, her ass is filling out her jeans very nicely. "Turn around, let me get a proper-" "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait...." Charlotte runs off into a different room with a paper bag. Stella looks at you with raised eyebrows. "She insisted, absolutely insisted, on dropping by that slutty lingerie story on 6th before we got on the subway." You chuckle, and walk up to Stella to give her a hug. "How are you? I'm sorry if you feel a little neglected lately. Would you like a coffee?" Stella smiles. You gesture to the sofa, and she walks over. You pour two cups and sit next to her. "Thanks, $mc.name. I'm good, though, don't worry about neglecting me - you saved me after I got fired, and I'm just happy that Charlotte's healthy and happy." "Great. Any news on that front?" Stella pulls an 'eeek' face. "From the school system? No. I even received a payout for my vacation time, given I wasn't so much fired but heavily pressured to resign. But I've had a lot of the boys from that class follow me on Instagram, so I'm sure all my old colleagues know by now too." "Know what a bimbo you've become?" Stella laughs. "Something like that." "OK!" Charlotte walks out, wearing a full, black set of lingerie. Black lace bra, black lace suspenders, black fishnet stockings. No panties, though. "Where are your panties?" "They didn't have a matching set, so I improvised. Anyway! What do you two think?" "Wow... Charlotte... You look..." "Don't just look, touch!" You walk over and begin by cupping her breasts, then squeezing her ass. You stand back. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stella walks over after and gives Charlotte's ass a quick squeeze. "It doesn't feel exactly real, but... Wow." Stella looks at you and nods, an impressed look on her face. "I think they look great. They sit well, right? And they move naturally. See?" Charlotte puts one leg up on the sofa and spreads her cheeks, moving one of them up and down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Display.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What about the main show?" Stella slaps your bicep. "You're obsessed." Charlotte takes them out of her bra, and squeezes them. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Boobs.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Amazing." "Even for Gs they look pretty big." Charlotte sits down and looks up at you, a coy look on her face. "Wanna test them out?" You kneel down, and she spits on her tits. She laughs. "Oh my God! They're so big! I was trying to get that on my nipples but I couldn't reach!" She seems giddy with excitement and you bend down, and begin sucking on her nipples. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Play.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") is false>>\ Stella suppresses a smile, then strokes Charlotte's hair as you suck her nipples. "I'm going to go. I've had a stressful couple of weeks. You two have fun!" [[Continue|Charlotte Healed 2a]] <<else>>\ [[Continue|Charlotte Healed 2b]] <</if>>\

As Stella collects her stuff and gets ready to leave, Charlotte pushes you down onto the sofa and begins to rub her new breasts over your face. "Bye!" "Bye mom!" You don't say anything, as your mouth is currently full of nipple. The second the door closes Charlotte's on her knees, unzipping your pants and taking your cock out. She doesn't begin slowly at all, and just throws her throat onto you. You stand up and push her on her knees. "I want to see the spit drip onto your new, huge tits." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte sucks your cock until her entire face and chest is dripping with spit. She leans back, and jumps back onto the sofa. "Don't just try out my new boobs." You grab one of the bottles of lube that, by now, litter your house. You spend a few minutes oiling all of her up, and fingering her asshole. By now your cock is throbbing and you have a hard time not ejaculating immediately after you penetrate her. You stay still, waiting for the moment to pass, as Charlotte plays with you, reaching for your balls and pushing herself down onto you. Once it's safe, you begin to fuck her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Anal.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Do I look like a bimbo, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You grit your teeth and answer her. "Yes." "I'm your bimbo. Everything you see, you made, you did..." "Charlotte..." "You own me." You speed up, fucking her faster, and harder. "Call me your bimbo, Mr. $mc.lastname." "You're my bimbo." "I'm the property of Mr. $mc.lastname. He can do whatever he-" You can't help it, you orgasm, one of the best orgasms you've ever had. You feel your dick jumping as you fill Charlotte's asshole, and she jiggles her oiled tits while making a happy squeal, before she pulls your face down and kisses you. You stay like that for a while, kissing one another, your dick shrinking in her asshole, before she pushes you away. "I want every part of you." You then watch as Charlotte eats your cum out of her asshole, making you hard all over again. Once she's done you look down at her. "You're fucking disgusting, you know that?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Finish.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Yes! Yes, I am. I totally am. Oh my God, yes. It's more fun that way, right?" [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

Stella watches as you suck on Charlotte's nipples, then walks over and strokes Charlotte's hair. "If you want I can leave..." "No, mom, you've had a stressful week. Just relax, we don't need any privacy, do we?" You begin to stand up, and Charlotte starts rubbing your erection through your trousers. "Are you sure? I don't want to stop you having fun..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Talk.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte now takes your cock out of your pants, and points to it. "Does that look like you're interrupting us? Just get a glass of wine and relax!" "Well OK, sweetie. I'm going to go change." Charlotte begins to suck your dick, and Stella gives you a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for being so good to us." Charlotte doesn't begin slowly at all, and just throws her throat onto you. Stella turns around and gives a little chuckle at the sound of Charlotte's gagging. You stand up and push her on her knees. "I want to see the spit drip onto your new, huge tits." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte sucks your cock until her entire face and chest is dripping with spit. She leans back, and jumps back onto the sofa. "Don't just try out my new boobs." You grab one of the bottles of lube that, by now, litter your house. You spend a few minutes oiling all of her up, and fingering her asshole. By now your cock is throbbing and you have a hard time not ejaculating immediately after you penetrate her. You stay still, waiting for the moment to pass, as Charlotte plays with you, reaching for your balls and pushing herself down onto you. Stella walks past, in her silk house robe, and looks at the scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Charlotte/Healed.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she pours herself another cup of coffee in the kitchen she gives Charlotte some advice. "Be careful sweetie, you don't want to rush things." Once it's passed, you begin to fuck her. Stella sits at the dinner table across from you, reading a magazine and occasionally watching you two. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Anal.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You fuck her ass raw, and after 15 minutes or so you feel yourself approaching orgasm again. Charlotte can sense it too. "Do I look like a bimbo, Mr. $mc.lastname?" You grit your teeth and answer her. "Yes." "I'm your bimbo. Everything you see, you made, you did..." "Charlotte..." "You own me." You speed up, fucking her faster, and harder. "Call me your bimbo, Mr. $mc.lastname." "You're my bimbo." "I'm the property of Mr. $mc.lastname. He can do whatever he-" You can't help it, you orgasm, one of the best orgasms you've ever had. You feel your dick jumping as you fill Charlotte's asshole, and she jiggles her oiled tits while making a happy squeal, before she pulls your face down and kisses you. You stay like that for a while, kissing one another, your dick shrinking in her asshole. She calls over to Stella. "See, mom! I knew what I was doing." Stella rolls her eyes, and goes back to her magazine. Charlotte whispers in your ear, then pushes you off her. "I want every part of you." You then watch as Charlotte eats your cum out of her asshole, making you hard all over again. Once she's done you look down at her. "You're fucking disgusting, you know that?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Implants/Transform2/Finish.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Yes! Yes, I am. I totally am. Oh my God, yes. It's more fun that way, right?" [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "CollegeEnrollment"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFirstDay"); $counters.set("CharlotteCollege", 0); >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You're sitting at the breakfast counter idly scrolling through your phone when the front door opens. <img src="images/Charlotte/College/Enrollment.jpg" height="600"> "Hey Charlotte." "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname. Is my mom around?" You put your phone down on the counter. "No, she's out shopping. Why?" Charlotte strides over in her heels. "College enrollment was today!" "Congratulations! A CUNY, right?" "Thank you!" She sits down next to you and smiles brightly. "Hunter College, in the city. They also have a big Greek life." "Any idea what you'll major in?" Charlotte shakes her head. "Not really. I kinda want to do French or Italian, they're such beautiful languages, but they also have a dance program..." "Languages are always useful. Are you excited? Did you make any friends?" "So excited! And no, it was just photos and signing things. I wanted to look good for my ID, but I was super overdressed compared to the other bitches there." Charlotte stands up. "Anyway, I'm gonna go have a shower, then maybe we can hang out a bit before my mom gets home?" Charlotte winks at you as she walks to the bathroom, and you consider following her, but decide to let her call the shots today. [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFirstDay"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend"); $counters.set("CharlotteCollege", 0); >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You wake up from your nap feeling so thirsty that you can't think of anything but water. As you head to the kitchen, wearing no clothes, to fill a glass, you hear Charlotte and Stella talking. "...like, stupid rich. Alejandra has a goddamn maid. A maid! Well, her parents have a maid, but they live in Manhattan. They even have a spare room! A spare room! And a maid! In Manhattan!" Stella is shaking her head in wonder. "Like, how do you even..." Charlotte spots you. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname!" "Hey! How are my girls?" "We're good. Charlotte's telling me about her new rich friends." Charlotte corrects her mom. "New rich, //pretty// friends." She gets out her phone and begins to search for an instagram account. "You'll like her, she's super hot." <img src="images/Story/College/Alejandra.jpg" height="600"> "Wow. She could be a model." "Right? So pretty. Anyway, she's, like, super rich. From some famous Mexican family, but she grew up here." You consider how to phrase the obvious question without insulting Charlotte, but she pre-empts you. "Like, what the fuck is she doing at Hunter? Why isn't she at Harvard or something?" You shrug. "Maybe she's just too much of a party girl." "Yeah, probably." You fill your glass of water, chugging it in seconds, before filling a second glass and padding back to your room. As you lie down on the sofa in your room you send Charlotte a text. I want one of you in my room, you can decide who. You get no response, but a few minutes later you hear Charlotte and Stella laughing, loudly, a few times, then Stella opens your bedroom door and begins to undress. "We played rock, paper, scissors. I won." Naked now - having only had to remove a pair of shorts and a tube top - she kneels on the sofa and begins to suck your dick. "She cheated." Charlotte's standing in the doorway. Stella stops and begins to tell Charlotte off. "Charlotte! You should lea-" She's cut short by you pressing her head down onto your cock. You look Charlotte in the eye as you press Stella's head up and down on you. You bunch up Stella's hair and hold her down until you hear her gag, not breaking eye contact with Charlotte once. You let Stella back up. As she catches her breath you pull her on top of you, and begin to rub Stella's pussy. "Charlotte, really, he only wanted one of us... You should leave." "I'm only leaving if Mr. $mc.lastname asks me to." You say nothing, but slide your dick into Stella. "I can't put on a show for-" You shut her up again by grabbing her and kissing her. You keep an eye on Charlotte, who has now come to sit at the end of the sofa, only a couple of feet from you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Charlotte/CollegeSex.webm" type="video/webm"></video> By now Stella is moaning, and you let her go. You fuck up into her, then she begins to throw her ass up and down on your cock. She doesn't look at Charlotte, who by now has got her tits out and is beginning to touch herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Finger.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Seeing this, you turn Stella around. "Look at Charlotte." Stella keeps her eyes closed, but now you are fucking up into Stella as Charlotte masturbates and watches. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Charlotte/CollegeSex2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Open your eyes, Stella." Stella obeys your instruction and opens her eyes. You see Charlotte's smile grow wide as she speeds up, and Stella reaches her hand to the front and begins to rub her own clit. Quickly Stella orgasms, and is shuddering on top of you. You're close, so you hold Stella in place and fuck up into her as she grows limp and watch as Charlotte, too, comes at the same time as you. You shuffle out from underneath Stella and lie next to each other on the sofa. Now naked, Charlotte comes and lies on top of you, stroking her mom's hair out of her face as they look at each other and giggle nervously. [[Home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set _randomChoice to random(1, 6)>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ Charlotte asks you to take some photos for her. She's begun to monetize her fast growing Instagram following by also taking photos for a premium snapchat. <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ A sexy schoolgirl outfit... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/1a.jpg" height="600"> ...stripped down to just her white, knee high socks. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/1b.jpg" height="600"> <<case 2>>\ She invites one of her friends over, who's started to develop her own following in Instagram too. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/2a.jpg" height="600"> Only Charlotte is brave enough to totally bare her chest, though. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/2b.jpg" height="600"> <<case 3>>\ Nothing but hot pink for a perfect bimbo... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/3a.jpg" height="600"> ...peeled down to show off her shiny, oiled breasts. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/3b.jpg" height="600"> <<case 4>>\ Charlotte looks good in a maid's uniform, which you wish she had used when she was still actually cleaning your house... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/4a.jpg" height="600"> She doesn't keep it on for long though, and ends by spreading for the camera. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/4b.jpg" width="600"> <<case 5>>\ A few more of her new friends come round, everyone wanting Instagram-safe pics... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/5a.jpg" height="600"> ...and a few that are less Instagram-safe. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/5b.jpg" width="600"> <<case 6>>\ Sexy red lingerie for Instagram... <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/6a.jpg" height="600"> ...and up on the desk, naked, on all fours for Snapchat <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/6b.jpg" width="600"> <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5 and random(1, 6) lte 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Towards the end of the shoot Stella walks in. Charlotte gives her mom a quick wave before returing to her pose and spreading for the camera. When the shoot is over Stella brings you both bottles of water, as well as a packet of makeup removal wipes for Charlotte. As she begins to help Charlotte remove her makeup, she compliments her on the shoot. "You look so good sweetie! Have you been working out lately?" "Thanks mom! Not really, just eating right." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Towards the end of the shoot Stella knocks on the door frame and peers in. Charlotte gives her mom a quick wave before returing to her pose and spreading for the camera. When the shoot is over Stella asks to see some of the photos and gives Charlotte useful advice on better poses, and some ideas for future shoots. "You're looking really good though, have you been working out?" "Nah, just eating right." <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist lt 50>>\ <<set $charlotte.exhibitionist += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of an exhibitionist.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust lt 50>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 1>>\ ''Charlotte now trusts you a little more.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $mc.cash += 200; $charlotte.cash += 400; _randomChoice to random(1, 6); >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ Today you and Charlotte shoot a standard sex scene, starting by fucking her over the kitchen counter. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Watching it back, you hear the cameraman whisper to himself. "God damn, her tits were flying about like basketballs." <<case 2>>\ Looking forward to showing off her huge tits, you and Charlotte shoot a simple titfuck video today. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ You put Charlotte's new maid uniform to use and fuck her in it, finishing up by coming all over her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ You oil up Charlotte's ass and fuck it. It doesn't go anywhere but her asshole today. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ Charlotte wears a red ribbon in her hair and black mesh stockings, for an otherwise typical sex scene. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella, who has been learning about camera work from your regular cameraman, suggests a great angle, where you can see Charlotte sucking your cock, her huge tits, and her spread open pussy. <</if>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 6>>\ Another schoolgirl video today, and you do a good job playing the role of a perverted principal, if you say so yourself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $stella.happiness gte 5 and random(1, 6) lte 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Near the end of the shoot Stella creeps into the room and watches the final shots. Once the scene is over she walks over as Charlotte's cleaning off and gives her a kiss on the top of her head. "You looked so good sweetie!" "Thanks mom!" <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella stays to watch the scene, moving around to get a better view and better understand what the cameraman is looking for. Once the scene is done Stella helps Charlotte clean herself off and kisses her gently on the back of the head. "Really good work Charlotte." Once Charlotte is cleaned up, Stella begins interrogating the cameraman about his technique. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.slut lt 50>>\ <<set $charlotte.slut += 1>>\ ''Charlotte is now more of a slut.'' <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.trust lt 50>>\ <<set $charlotte.trust += 1>>\ ''Charlotte now trusts you a little more.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Charlotte Work][$eventFinish to true]]

<img src="images/Locations/Home/Desk.jpg" width="600" alt="Your desk"> <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Modelling") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModellingFirstTime") is false>>\ <<if $charlotte.weeklyModellingEvent>>\ As her agent you receive 10% of all of Charlotte's model bookings. [[Local lingerie designer ($2,500)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Fitness supplement shoot ($2,250)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Local fashion first look ($3,000)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 3]] [[Bikini pop-up model ($2,000)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 4]] <<else>>\ Charlotte has already worked as a model this week. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarFirstTime")>>\ <<if $charlotte.weeklyPornEvent>>\ As her agent you receive 20% of all Charlotte's porn bookings. [[Simple boy-girl scene ($1,100)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Simple girl-girl scene ($900)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Anal scene ($1,500)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 3]] [[Double penetration scene ($2,000)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 4]] <<else>>\ Charlotte has already shot an external scene this week. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<elseif $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Modelling") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "ModellingFirstTime") is false>>\ <<if $charlotte.weeklyModellingEvent>>\ As her agent you receive 10% of all of Charlotte's model bookings. [[Local lingerie designer ($2,500)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Fitness shoot ($2,250)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Glamour magazine shoot ($3,000)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 3]] [[Online store shoot ($2,000)|Charlotte Model Shoots][$passageChoice to 4]] <<else>>\ Charlotte has already worked as a model this week. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "Pornstar") and CheckEvent($charlotte, "PornstarFirstTime")>>\ <<if $charlotte.weeklyPornEvent>>\ As her agent you receive 20% of all Charlotte's porn bookings. [[Foot fetish scene ($1,500)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Simple girl-girl scene ($1,250)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 2]] [[Oil scene ($1,500)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 3]] [[Anal scene ($2,000)|Charlotte Adult Shoots][$passageChoice to 4]] <<else>>\ Charlotte has already shot an external scene this week. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Return|Your Desk]]

<<set $charlotte.weeklyModellingEvent to false; $charlotte.modellingCount += 1; >>\ <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<switch $passageChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 250; $charlotte.cash += 2250; >>\ Charlotte models the latest designs of a Brooklyn-based lingerie maker. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/1.jpg" height="600"> You receive $250, and she earns $2,250. <<case 2>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 225; $charlotte.cash += 2025; >>\ Charlotte shoots at a gym in the city, showing off her body as she holds a bottle of protein milkshake. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/2.jpg" height="600"> You receive $225, and she earns $2,025. <<case 3>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 300; $charlotte.cash += 2700; >>\ Charlotte models a local designer's latest collection at a first look for interested buyers. She has to focus on conveying a very different persona than normal, putting on an air of cool detachment to fit in. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/3.jpg" height="600"> You receive $300, and she earns $2,700. <<if $charlotte.bimbo lte 49>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo -= 1>>\ Charlotte is slightly less of a bimbo. <</if>>\ <<case 4>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 200; $charlotte.cash += 1800; >>\ Charlotte spends the day modelling in a bikini at a pop-up store in the city. Bouncing around, chatting to customers interested in the bikinis - or her body - she entertains a small crowd and helps sell the local designer's wares. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/4.jpg" height="600"> You receive $200, and she earns $1,800. <<if $charlotte.bimbo lt 35>>\ <<set $charlotte.bimbo += 1>>\ Charlotte is slightly more of a bimbo. <<else>>\ Charlotte is too much of a bimbo for this event to transform her further. <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<elseif $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <<switch $passageChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 250; $charlotte.cash += 2250; >>\ Charlotte models the latest designs of a Brooklyn-based lingerie maker. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/a.jpg" height="600"> You receive $250, and she earns $2,250. <<case 2>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 225; $charlotte.cash += 2025; >>\ Charlotte shoots at a gym in the city, showing off her body as she promotes the gym's new boxing classes targetted at the growing demographic of self-described bimbos. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/b.jpg" height="600"> You receive $225, and she earns $2,025. <<case 3>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 300; $charlotte.cash += 2700; >>\ Charlotte models for a new glamour magazine started by a few fashion photographers looking to spice things up. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/c.jpg" height="600"> You receive $300, and she earns $2,700. <<case 4>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 200; $charlotte.cash += 1800; >>\ Charlotte wears the tight and sexy clothing for an up-and-coming, online-only, fast fashion brand. <img src="images/Charlotte/Modelling/Transform2/d.jpg" height="600"> You receive $200, and she earns $1,800. <</switch>>\ <</if>>\ [[Back|Charlotte Agent]]

<<set $charlotte.weeklyPornEvent to false; $charlotte.pornCount += 1; >>\ <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<switch $passageChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 220; $charlotte.cash += 880; >>\ Charlotte shoots a simple boy-girl scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $220 and she earns $880. <<case 2>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 180; $charlotte.cash += 720; >>\ Charlotte shoots a simple girl-girl scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $180 and she earns $720. <<case 3>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 300; $charlotte.cash += 1200; >>\ Charlotte shoots an anal scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $300 and she earns $1,200. <<case 4>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 400; $charlotte.cash += 1600; >>\ Charlotte shoots a double penetration scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $400 and she earns $1,600. <</switch>>\ <<elseif $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <<switch $passageChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 300; $charlotte.cash += 1200; >>\ Charlotte shoots a foot fetish scene <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $300 and she earns $1200. <<case 2>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 250; $charlotte.cash += 1000; >>\ Charlotte shoots a simple girl-girl scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $250 and she earns $1000. <<case 3>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 300; $charlotte.cash += 1200; >>\ Charlotte shoots an oily, titfucking scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $300 and she earns $1,200. <<case 4>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 400; $charlotte.cash += 1600; >>\ Charlotte shoots an anal scene. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Porn/Transform2/d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You receive $400 and she earns $1,600. <</switch>>\ <</if>>\ [[Back|Charlotte Agent]]

<<set AddEvent($hang, "MeetOutside"); $rupert.met to true; >>\ You slowly amble towards the door, the knocking still pounding. You throw open the door. ''"WHAT?"'' Your neighbor Rupert is standing there. <img src="images/Rupert/Intro.jpg" width="600"> "I needed to speak to you, $mc.name." You groan, audibly. Rupert moved into the building at the same time you did, right after the conversion, and has essentially appointed himself the head of the Residents' Association. He is a man whose greatest pleasure in life is to leave angry notes concerning recycling at the bottom of stairwells. You've learned to listen politely, then ignore him. "Oh? What about?" "The residents -" Rupert always dresses up his problems as collective concerns "- have concerns about what is going on in this apartment. We've seen a number of immodestly dressed women coming in and out of this apartment at all hours of the day. It was bad enough that we had to cope with your revolving cast of girlfriends, but for this many strangers to enter and exit at all hours is unacceptable." He's not exactly wrong to think something is up, but you seek to put him at ease, to better avoid future questions. "Firstly, Rupert, with all due respect there are no rules limiting guests, either by time or number. We haven't been making an undue amount of noise, so there is no issue there. But, not that it is any of your business, I have not suddenly built a harem, or started operating a brothel. You'll be happy to know I no longer have a girlfriend, while the others are merely friends." Rupert exhales through his nose and squints at you. "Well, that better be the case. Specific rules may not prohibit such behaviour, but it's certainly against the spirit of the rules. Good day, $mc.name" Rupert turns on his heel, and as you watch him walk down the corridor you spy a face looking around the corner. <img src="images/Hang/Meet.jpg" width="300"> Rupert's wife. You've never even talked to her, but from mail left in the lobby you know her name is Hang. She's much younger than Rupert, and you wouldn't be surprised if she were a mail order bride. [[Continue|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "MeetOutside"); AddEvent($hang, "MeetCoffeeShop"); $hang.met to true; $hang.happiness to 2; >>\ <<addmins 5>>\ Hang is sitting on the bench to the side of the main entrance. <img src="images/Hang/Encounters/Outside.jpg" width="600"> "Hello, I believe you are a neighbor of mine? My name is $mc.name and I live on the top floor." "Hello, $mc.name." She says nothing for a moment, but still looks at you expectantly. "What is your name?" She looks down at the ground. "My name is Hang, I am the wife of Rupert Cosgrove." She continues looking down at the ground and you say goodbye. But as you walk away you swear that you can feel her staring at you, wishing to talk to you more. You were also very surprised to see she had tattoos. Rupert did not seem like the sort of man to like tattoos, perhaps you mildly misjudged him. [[Return|Leave]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "MeetCoffeeShop"); AddEvent($hang, "MeetSubway"); AddEvent($tan, "BLCAttend"); $tan.met to true; $hang.happiness to 3; >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ You see Hang in the corner, drinking a coffee and playing on her phone. Fuck it, you think, you'll go and introduce yourself to the skittish woman. <img src="images/Hang/Encounters/CoffeeShop.jpg" height="600"> "Hello, Hang, how are you?" She looks up, surprised, but not as worried as last time. "Hello $mc.name. I am fine, thank you. How are you?" You can tell her English is good, but that she hasn't reached a natural level of fluency yet, where conversation is easy and she can focus on what she wants to say rather than how she is going to say it. She doesn't offer you a seat. "I'm good, I'm good. Do you come to this coffee shop often?" "No, I do not. But I come sometime to meet a friend. A friend from my country." You take a seat without being offered. She looks slightly put out but you smile at her and she says nothing. "So, tell me Hang. Where are you from originally?" "I am from Vietnam. Phuoc Long. It is about 90 miles from Ho Chi Minh City." "Did you meet Rupert there?" She nods. "Yes. He was working with your government... Our government, I mean. He was looking for the bodies of missing Americans from the war." You're about to ask about how she met Rupert when she continues, for the first time of her own volition. "Rupert went to my family's church. It is very small. There are not many Protestants in Vietnam. He made friends with my parents, then friends with me." You see her spot what must be her friend entering the coffee shop. In the few seconds before her friend approaches she continues, her face a smile, but her voice dripping with insincerity. "My family and I are very lucky that I am in America." Hang stands, and you take it as your cue to leave. You see her friend approaching and she introduces herself to you. "Hi, I'm Tan. Are you a friend of Hang's?" <img src="images/Tan/Encounters/CoffeeShop.jpg" height="600"> She's gorgeous, and though she still has a strong accent, she's clearly been in America for much longer than Hang. "I live in her building," you say, avoiding her question directly. "I hope you two enjoy your coffee" [[Go Home|Home]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "MeetSubway"); AddEvent($hang, "AllMeetings"); >>\ You see Hang using a beat up old payphone at the end of the platform. You didn't even know those still worked, you just figured the MTA was too cheap or too disorganized to remove them. <img src="images/Hang/Encounters/Subway.jpg" height="600"> You keep your distance. You're not exactly above being a creeper, but there's a limit even for you. Watching her you're unsure why she felt the need to use the payphone, couldn't she just use her cell phone or her landline? It isn't an angry conversation, if anything Hang seems more genuinely happy than you've yet seen. The train into the city is a five minutes out, and by the time the clock ticked downs to two, she ends her call. She begins walking towards you, to the exit closest to your building. You steal glances of her, not wanting to make it seem like you've been watching her the entire time, but as she gets close you steal another glance - and make eye contact. You expect a return to the scared, skittish Hang you had seen before, but she walks past you as if nothing strange at all had happened. Not happy, not worried, not sad. Just neutral. "Hello $mc.name. I hope you have a good day. Goodbye." She walks by with a nod and thin smile, leaving your words trailing behind her as a train screeches into the station on the other side. "... You too, Hang." [[Return|Subway]]

<<set RemoveEvent($tan, "TanEmail"); AddEvent($storyData, "CouncilMeeting"); >>\ You sit down to read the e-mail, which is from Tan. Tan Nguyen. You haven't seen her since she attended that session of Bimbo Life Coaching and ran out. You didn't know she worked for the City, and you're a little nervous as you open the message. Hello $mc.name, I'm reaching out to you on behalf of my boss and your local representative, Councilmember Rosa Hernandez. I attended two of your 'meetings' to evaluate your business, but now it is evident that Bimbo Life Coaching is a viable business, we wanted to reach out. The Councilmember is very supportive of local small businesses, particularly those which increase footfall in the district, but the nature of your business is, to say the least, somewhat unusual. We would like to invite you to a meeting to discuss your business, and broader issues in the area, this Thursday morning at 10am. Regards, Tan Nguyen Constituent Affairs - Office of Councilmember Rosa Hernandez Representing Brooklyn and Queens with pride, the 34th district with honor You reply back confirming that you'll meet them, then start doing some research on Councilmember Hernandez. [[Continue|Tan E-mail Final]]

<<addhours 1>>\ You begin with a simple Google Image Search, because even though you like to consider yourself a well informed citizen, the truth is you don't even know what she looks like. <img src="images/Rosa/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> She's surprisingly hot, but she looks tough. A browse of her biography confirms this. Born in Puerto Rico, she moved to New York as a baby. For most of her life she lived in the Williamsburg Houses up on Bushwick Ave. Still a little grimy now, but a couple decades ago they were some of the toughest projects in the City, as well as a center of Brooklyn's Puerto Rican community. Against all the odds she attended CUNY, first for a degree in history, then a law degree, all at night on top of working days at a clerical job. After she got her JD and passed the bar, she worked as a state's attorney in Queens, prosecuting a few of major drug cases in the mid-2000s, before winning her seat on the City Council in 2010. It seems, however, that her career trajectory slowed after joining the City Council. Despite initial hype, she hasn't made much of an impact. Instead of becoming one of the leading lights of the New York Democratic politics she's ended up a reliable, but low profile, Councilmember. You note that she's developed a reputation as a transactional politician who focuses on delivering concrete improvements for her district. Or, to be more blunt and less charitable, she'll vote for whatever pie-in-the-sky bill is passing through the chamber at a given time if she can ensure the Department of Transport fixes the lights on Union St. Once you're done you lean back in your chair and let out a long sigh as you look at a picture of her. "Councilmember Rosa Hernandez... What to do, what to do..." [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "CouncilMeeting"); AddEvent($storyData, "CouncilBuilding"); AddEvent($tan, "BarChat"); $rosa.met to true; >>\ <<sethours 10>>\ As the meeting drew closer you began to appreciate the seriousness of the matter at hand. It was unlikely that a City Councilmember would be of much use to you, that is true, but were she to become an enemy you could quickly find yourself facing controversy that you aren't prepared for. The morning of the meeting you decided to wear... <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Your blue summer suit|Rosa First Meeting][$passageChoice to 1]] [[A cool t-shirt and jeans|Rosa First Meeting][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $rosa.happiness to 10>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Outfits/Formal.jpg" width="600"> Your blue summer suit. It might be a little too formal for a morning meeting at a district office, but you want to make the best impression you can. You arrive too early at the office on Union, and decide to get yourself an iced coffee while you wait for a polite but not overly eager time to arrive. As the clock ticks round you spend a little while on your phone, switching between lame memes and the NYT website. [[Continue|Rosa First Meeting Arrive]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $rosa.happiness to 11>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Outfits/Casual.jpg" width="600"> Your trusty t-shirt and jeans combo. Both are in good shape, obviously, but you figure that a morning meeting at a district office isn't the best place to flaunt your formalwear. Besides, ties have a habit of making people stick to the book, and you weren't sure you wanted that today. You arrive too early at the office on Union, and decide to get yourself an iced coffee while you wait for a polite but not overly eager time to arrive. As the clock ticks round you spend a little while on your phone, switching between lame memes and the NYT website. [[Continue|Rosa First Meeting Arrive]] <</if>>\

<img src="images/Rosa/Office/Profile.jpg" height="600"> You head to Councilmember Hernandez's office, but neither she nor Tan are there. As you leave the office you look at the Councilmember's face, blown up on an aging campaign poster, and you can't help but wonder what she looks like naked. [[Downtown]]

You walk around the corner to the Councilmember's office and push open the door. At the front there is a small waiting area and a few cheap desks, all looking like it dates back to the Reagan presidency. At the rear is a white wall with a door bearing a plaque saying 'Councilmember Rosa Hernandez'. A young man you don't recognize is sitting at the desk closest to the door looking at you. "Hey, can I help you?" "Yeah, I'm here for a meeting with the Councilmember. Is Tan here?" "OK, great. Just wait right here and I'll let them know you're here. What's your name?" "$mc.name $mc.lastname." The young man stood up and walked to the door at the rear. He knocked, but didn't wait for an answer before opening the door and sticking his head in. He didn't seem to say anything, but only a few seconds later he was back. "Someone will be with you in just a moment" You nodded your thanks, then got your phone out, expecting to be waiting for a while. You had barely started scrolling through Twitter when you heard Tan's voice. "$mc.name?" You looked up and saw her there. Not exactly smiling, but not angry with you either. "Councilmember Hernandez isn't here yet, but she is on her way in now. Come and wait in the back" You stand up and see that Tan is wearing a light red top and a short black skirt. She's a very attractive woman, and her ass strains at the tight fabric of the skirt. You follow her into the rear room and, rather than the impressive office you had expected, it's just more desks. The Councilmember's desk was the only one on the left side of the room, but other than that it was just a slightly more private version of the drab room at the front. Tan points at a chair in front of the Councilmember's desk. "Just sit there while I prepare for the meeting." You sit down, and Tan begins to collect documents. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/Meeting.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Continue|Rosa First Meeting Meet Rosa]]

<<addmins 45>>\ You sit silently for a while, looking around the room, as Tan bustles about. Once she's done, and she has placed a manila folder with papers inside on the Councilmember's desk, the room is silent, disturbed only by the ticking of a clock and the intermittent typing of another woman at the far end of the long, narrow room. You can feel Tan looking at you. "How long have you been running BLC for?" "Since June. How long have you known Hang?" You look at her and see that she purses her lips slightly. But she answers you. "I've known her since I was young back in Vietnam. My father was the vice principal of the elementary school we both attended." You're about to open your mouth to ask how long she has been in America but she beats you to the punch. "I've been in America since I was 17, so about 10 years." "And Hang? How long has she been here?" "A little over a year. Anyway, to focus on the business-" At this moment the door bursts open and in strides the Councilmember. You stand, though Tan doesn't. She strides up to shake your hand, and though you tower over this tiny Latina woman, you feel that if she wanted to you would be cowed by her presence. <img src="images/Rosa/GymGear.jpg" height="600"> As it is, though, she's friendly and happy to see you. "Great to finally meet you $mc.name, Tan has told me so much about your business. How are you? Do you want a coffee?" All the while that she's speaking to you she's unloading her bag and taking off her jacket to reveal she's wearing sports clothes, including a rather revealing sports bra. <<if $passageChoice is 2>>\ You're glad that you wore your t-shirt and jeans, and didn't attend the meeting in a suit while she is only wearing sweaty sports gear. <</if>>\ "I'm great, a no on the coffee though. How are you? Have a good workout?" "Good, good... Tan?" Tan approaches the desk. "Sit in on this meeting." The Councilmember sits, drums her desk rapidly with both her hands, then smiles at you. "So, $mc.name. Tell me about Bimbo Life Coaching." You clear your throat. "Well, Councilmember -" "Rosa, please. We're not in the chamber." The same smile remains plastered on her face. "Well, Rosa... Bimbo Life Coaching, like most life coaching businesses, is a service that helps people lacking self-confidence become who they want to be. For us-" She interrupts you again. "In this case, bimbos, yes?" You nod. "Yes. I work with women who wish to become bimbos. Generally speaking they are women who clearly like attention, particularly of a sexual kind, but need a little guidance on how to relax, how to take life as it comes and to focus on their own personal development. The outcomes and the lessons are focused on helping them become bimbos, but really it's a self-help group." She stares at you. "What is a bimbo?" You squirm a little in your seat. "Don't be embarrassed. We're all adults, and besides, Tan here has been to two of your meetings." [[Be bluntly honest about what a bimbo is|Rosa First Meeting Truth]] [[Be diplomatic and vague about what a bimbo is|Rosa First Meeting Lie]]

<<set $rosa.happiness += 1>>\ "A bimbo is, bluntly, a pretty slut who aims to please those around her, particularly men." Rosa looks at Tan. "Is that what you heard?" Tan nods. "Yep. That's basically what he's teaching them." Rosa takes a water bottle out of her bag and unscrews the top before taking a long swig. "A lot of businesses have a short shelf life. In this district any number of artisinal tofu stores, rim stores, and menorah merchants open up every year. Within a few months it's usually clear whether a business is going to survive or not, and when it seems that a business has at least a chance of surviving, I make a point of meeting with the people behind it. I don't do this because it is good politics - though it is - but because I remember what this area used to be like. I grew up here, I remember when Bushwick Ave was nearly abandoned, when the only stores on Union were a crappy grocery store and a place for cops to buy coffee and papers. The people who worked and lived here did it because they couldn't afford a family away from their extended family, they couldn't make rent on a house with a garden in Queens AND pay for the childcare their abuela would provide after school..." She looks at her phone and taps her chin. "When did you move in?" "Uhhhh... Like, 2012?" She shrugs her left shoulder. "OK, a little earlier than most of you guys, but still. The neighborhood was functional by then, and for most of us old timers that period - 2004 to about when you moved in - was when things were at their best. The rent was cheap, there were good stores open, and you could walk home from the subway at midnight and not get mugged. But things spiralled, and now the decent working people of this area who stuck by the neighborhood when times were bad are being pushed out. This time by guys with eviction papers, not crack rocks. But, whatever anyone else may say, that's far better. Neighborhoods change. Cities change. People move in and out, and once I saw these rich NYU grads sticking around past their post-college, shitty apartment phase, and actually having kids here, I knew that the days of my district being a center of Brooklyn's Hispanic community were numbered. So I meet up with all the new business owners, all the new power players, not just to get to know them, not just to find out how I can help them thrive, but also to try and coach them a little too. To try and teach them how they can be good neighbors and good citizens. Are you a good neighbor? A good citizen?" You're almost surprised that you are getting a chance to speak now. "Yes... I mean... I hope so. But I'm not really sure." "Good answer. None of us really know." Rosa stands up behind her desk, and so does Tan. Despite not really talking about your business you take this as your cue to leave. "It was very good to meet you, $mc.name. You run a very unorthodox business, and I am not quite sure how I can help you in your endeavours, but I want you to know that my inbox, if not quite my door, is always open to you." She looks at Tan. "Tan? If you can show him out, and give him our direct contact information" She reaches across the desk to shake your hand, and you shake it briefly, before walking out the door. Tan walks you to the front door of the entire office and hands you a business card. "You already have my e-mail address, which is better for contacting us than the one here, but the phone numbers allow you to call us at the back there and the office down at City Hall." Tan turns to leave and as you're about to open the door you turn back to Tan. "Is she always like that?" Tan smiles, a laugh about to emerge. "Yeah. She is... We'll see each other soon. I know where you are every Friday!" ''Rosa appreciated your honesty, and your relationship with her has improved.'' [[Downtown]]

"A bimbo is a woman who strives to maintain a welcoming, joyful outlook on life and is particularly concerned with her looks." Rosa looks at Tan. "Is that what you heard?" Tan nods slowly, and skeptically. "Essentially, yes..." Rosa takes a water bottle out of her bag and unscrews the top before taking a long swig. "A lot of businesses have a short shelf life. In this district any number of artisinal tofu stores, rim stores, and menorah merchants open up every year. Within a few months it's usually clear whether a business is going to survive or not, and when it seems that a business has at least a chance of surviving, I make a point of meeting with the people behind it. I don't do this because it is good politics - though it is - but because I remember what this area used to be like. I grew up here, I remember when Bushwick Ave was nearly abandoned, when the only stores on Union were a crappy grocery store and a place for cops to buy coffee and papers. The people who worked and lived here did it because they couldn't afford a family away from their extended family, they couldn't make rent on a house with a garden in Queens AND pay for the childcare their abuela would provide after school..." She looks at her phone and taps her chin. "When did you move in?" "Uhhhh... Like, 2012?" She shrugs her left shoulder. "OK, a little earlier than most of you guys, but still. The neighborhood was functional by then, and for most of us old timers that period - 2004 to about when you moved in - was when things were at their best. The rent was cheap, there were good stores open, and you could walk home from the subway at midnight and not get mugged. But things spiralled, and now the decent working people of this area who stuck by the neighborhood when times were bad are being pushed out. This time by guys with eviction papers, not crack rocks. But, whatever anyone else may say, that's far better. Neighborhoods change. Cities change. People move in and out, and once I saw these rich NYU grads sticking around past their post-college, shitty apartment phase, and actually having kids here, I knew that the days of my district being a center of Brooklyn's Hispanic community were numbered. So I meet up with all the new business owners, all the new power players, not just to get to know them, not just to find out how I can help them thrive, but also to try and coach them a little too. To try and teach them how they can be good neighbors and good citizens. Are you a good neighbor? A good citizen?" You're almost surprised that you are getting a chance to speak now. "Yes... I mean... I hope so. But I'm not really sure." "Good answer. None of us really know." Rosa stands up behind her desk, and so does Tan. Despite not really talking about your business you take this as your cue to leave. "It was very good to meet you, $mc.name. I'm not quite sure what will happen to your business, but I want to keep up to date on any developments." She looks at Tan. "Tan? If you can show him out, and give him our direct contact information" She reaches across the desk to shake your hand, and you shake it briefly, before walking out the door. Tan walks you to the front door of the entire office and hands you a business card. "You already have my e-mail address, which is better for contacting us than the one here, but the phone numbers allow you to call us at the back there and the office down at City Hall." Tan turns to leave and as you're about to open the door you turn back to Tan. "Is she always like that?" Tan smiles, a laugh about to emerge. "Yeah. She is... We'll see each other soon. I know where you are every Friday!" [[Downtown]]

<img src="images/Rosa/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <h2>Rosa Hernandez</h2> Councilmember Rosa Hernandez is your local representative. <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="fitness-meter-big" @value="$rosa.happiness" max="20">$rosa.happiness</progress> <<if $rosa.happiness gte 18>>\ Rosa loves you. <<elseif $rosa.happiness gte 14>>\ Rosa likes you. <<elseif $rosa.happiness gte 11>>\ Rosa approves of you. <<elseif $rosa.happiness is 10>>\ Rosa does not care about you. <<elseif $rosa.happiness gte 7>>\ Rosa disapproves of you. <<elseif $rosa.happiness gte 4>>\ Rosa dislikes you. <<else>>\ Rosa hates you. <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") or CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave")>>\ This is the end of Rosa's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<elseif CheckEvent($rosa, "BarMeeting")>>\ Tan has informed you Hernandez hangs out at the local bar Thursday nights. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeetingComplete") is false>>\ You're not quite sure what to make of councilmember Hernandez yet. Best concentrate on your current business until something happens. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set RemoveEvent($tan, "BarChat"); AddEvent($storyData, "ApartmentLetter"); AddEvent($tan, "BLCAttend3"); AddEvent($ana, "TanChat"); >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ After you wish farewell to the few straggler bimbos who had hung about after the meeting, you pack up your equipment and promotional materials. As you're nearly done you hear a gentle knocking at the doorway. You look up, and see Tan. <img src="images/Tan/Email/CoffeeShop.jpg" height="600"> "Hi. When you're ready, I'm out front. We should have a drink and talk about things." Before she can leave you to it you respond. "Sure. I'll have a Budweiser if you're treating." Tan laughs, then heads back to the main bar. [[Finish tidying up, then meet Tan|Tan Bar Chat Business]]

Pulling your suitcase behind you, you find Tan sitting at a table at the front of the bar. She's sipping on a coke, and a Budweiser tall boy is sitting on the table, gently sweating in the warm bar. "I didn't think you would like Budweiser." You lift your beer in thanks, then take your first sip. You wipe the condensation from your chin before answering her. "It's simple, cold, and reminds me of being much younger. Plus you always know what you're getting." You take another long sip, surprised at how thirsty you are. "What are you drinking?" "Just a coke." "No drinking on duty, huh?" Tan just smiles and gives a cute little shrug. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure?" She looks a little confused. "What? I... Oh." She catches up, after a moment's hesitation. Her English is clearly very good, but occasionally she trips up on colloquialisms. "I - we - wanted to follow up on the meeting you had with the Councilmember. Though it was not necessarily productive for you, it was useful to open the channels of communication. Rosa wants me to reassure you that she has nothing against your business." "But?" "But?" You lean in a bit closer to Tan. "Usually when people reassure you that they aren't against you they're about to tell you how they're about to fuck you over. How are you going to fuck me, Tan?" Tan meets your gaze head on. "We aren't going to fuck you, $mc.name. I was just asked by Rosa to give you what she called friendly advice. Your business is an unusual one, yes? And it's potentially quite controversial should it become famous. A man, with a string of younger ex-girlfriends, taking other insecure women under his wing to transform them into sex objects? You must be able to see how this could end up looking very bad for you." You nod. "It's definitely a concern, but if you're telling me that it's better to shut up shop than..." "We don't want you to close. If everyone who made a profit off of vulnerable people were shut down there wouldn't be a bar left in the city. You just need to know that if you get too famous, too quickly, we won't be standing up for you, and that if your business becomes a liability for the reputation of this neighborhood's night economy, you will find it very difficult to continue operating here." You widen your eyes and drain your beer. "Message received." "I'm glad." You make to stand up and shake your beer can. "You want another drink?" To your surprise, because you had offered with absolutely no expectation of her accepting, she nods. "I'll have a gin and soda. Now that work is over." You smile at each other. [[Buy drinks and return to Tan|Tan Bar Chat Finish]]

You buy two more drinks, another Budweiser tall boy for yourself, and a gin and soda for Tan. You place the drink in front of Tan, then sit down. "Here you are." She picks up her drink and you make a toast. "To the honorable leadership of the City of New York." Tan laughs, and clinks your glass. "So, Tan. If you don't mind me asking, how did you end up working in politics?" Tan inhales sharply through her nose, then slowly exhales. "I kinda just did? When I was new in America I was helped by an immigrants' rights group, but once my English was good I began to volunteer with them. At first I just helped other Vietnamese find housing, or go with them to see lawyers. Then, when I started taking college courses, I started to work for them on political things." "Is that how you met the Councilmember?" "Yeah, it is. The first time we actually met I yelled at her! Can you believe it?" She laughs, then puts her hands in front of her to excuse herself. "It was justified. There was this senior centre that was going to be built, and though it was getting a lot of city funding it was basically only going to be for Puerto Ricans. What about the other people in the area? This was soon after she first got elected and she was defending the plan. I organized a big group of young people with old parents - not just immigrants' kids, but people whose parents were born here too - to go to a meeting and make ourselves heard." "Did you win?" Tan snorts. "No! But after it was all over I got invited to a meeting with Rosa. She told me that I had changed her mind, and that she regretted that she couldn't change her stance, but that she was impressed by me and wanted me to work for her doing constituent affairs. I said yes, and a couple years later I became her director of constituent affairs." "Very impressive." Tan smiles, evidently proud of her achievement. You lift your glass again, to toast her. "Sounds like you work very hard." "Work, work, work, work. That's me." "When do you schedule in some fun?" She laughs. "When I'm retired?" She laughs again. "No, but seriously, I love my job. It's interesting and I get to meet all kinds of people, and make a difference." You two chat for a while longer, and though you fail to persuade Tan to stay for another drink, you think that Tan has started to enjoy your company. Tan's clearly a useful woman to know, and you make a mental note to try and pick her brain a little more. [[Home]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "ApartmentLetter"); AddEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeeting"); AddEvent($elaine, "Research"); AddEvent($isaac, "Research"); AddEvent($priti, "Research"); AddEvent($phil, "Research"); $hang.dailyEvent to false; >>\ You wake up and slowly stretch and groan your way around the house, pulling open curtains and inwardly muttering about the work you have to do today. As you approach the kitchen you notice what looks like a letter, pushed under your front door. $mc.name $mc.lastname Your name is the only thing written on the envelope. You tear it open. Mr. $mc.lastname, It has come to the attention of the board that you are violating the terms of your lease, and the rules laid down by the co-operative. Not only are you operating a so-called company, 'Bimbo Life Coaching', from your apartment but you are conducting regular commercial meetings in your apartment. On at least two Thursday evenings it has been noted that a number of women have been seen entering the building without keys, all heading up to your apartment, where they remain for at least two hours before all leaving together. A special meeting of the board has been called to discuss your violation of the rules, and to consider potential steps to be taken in response. You are invited to attend to and to explain yourself. It will take place in the Chairman's apartment, 7pm on Tuesday. Regards, Rupert Cosgrove Chairman You shout at the door and ball your fists, crumpling up the letter in the process. "FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUCK!" A wave of anger crashes over you, and disappears almost as quickly as it arrived. Your hands drop to your sides, the letter flutters to the floor, and your head rests against your front door with a gentle thud. You remain there for at least a minute, until you turn on the coffee machine and hop in the shower. [[Continue|Rupert Morning Letter Research]]

<<addhours 2>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Home/Desk.jpg" width="600" alt="Your desk"> You dress quickly, donning crisp, austere blue jeans and a flattering grey t-shirt. Sitting down at your desk with a hot cup of coffee, the first thing you do is hunt through your drawers for the documents relating to the purchase of your apartment. As you feared, the purchase agreements and the co-op rules quite clearly forbid commercial uses for members' apartments. You begin to Google for alternative gym spaces that Stacy can use, and wonder how best to make amends with the board, when you slow down... You stop, and mutter to yourself. "Pull the bandaid..." You lean back in your office chair and stare at the ceiling. Rupert's letter shocked you and certainly took you by surprise. You are also disappointed in yourself for being so unaware of the rules you are apparently bound by. But if Bimbo Life Coaching were ever to take off, a dispute like this would be inevitable. Why not fight it now, when the stakes are lower and your apparent offence is as minor as a weekly exercise class? Plus, you know your neighbors well, at least by the standards of New York. Rupert might be the chairman, but he can't fine you, or evict you, without the approval of a majority of the board. Not only that, but if you were really lucky your actions might even be endorsed by a majority of the board. [[You pull up your building's website|Rupert Morning Letter Co-Op]]

After Rupert the most important member of the board is Elaine Kennedy. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Elaine.jpg" width="600"> Elaine, you have to admit, you don't know that well. She largely keeps to herself. As far as you know, though, she's an important doctor up at Woodhull. You've never seen her be bothered by other people living their own lives, but she is sensitive to anything that she perceives as lowering property values in the building or area. As the Treasurer of the board she has significant influence over the board. The Secretary of the board is Isaac Goldfarb. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Isaac.jpg" width="600"> Isaac is probably the nearest thing you have to a friend on the board. A young lawyer, he grew up in the city and, it pains you to admit it, probably has more fun that you. Gay, he has a rotating cast of hot young boyfriends, each seemingly more jacked and more Brazilian than the last. You don't expect you'll have to do much to win him over. Priti Waters is, however, a much tougher nut to crack. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Priti.jpg" width="600"> Priti doesn't have any particular responsibility on the board, but she is good friends with Rupert and has taken on the unofficial role of the building's enforcer. She is a stay at home mom, whose husband works on Wall Street and is rarely at home. Her youngest child is only 7, but as far as you can tell she also has a couple of adult kids, and must have about 5 or 6 children in total. It might be worth reaching out to her, but you doubt she would do anything without Rupert's agreement. The last member of the board, and by far the least active, is Phil Cortez. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Phil.jpg" width="600"> Phil is the sole holdover from the old neighborhood. Somehow, when the developers were doing up the building, Phil snagged a free apartment. It's barely half the size of all the other apartments in the building, but he didn't have to pay a dime for it. He doesn't really have time for all the petty shit that goes on in the building, but he does love gardening. The communal part of the roof is stunning, with seasonal flowers and plants making it shine almost all year. To Phil's credit, he's pretty much the only person that puts in the work, and he gets re-elected to the board each year to keep him happy and the roof garden blooming. You don't think Phil is inclined to help you, though, because he truly does not give a shit about the pettiness in the building. He isn't posing and trying to make it seem like he is against it, rather he just goes with the flow. You know that unless you manage to really win him over, Phil will side with whoever offers him a quiet life. After a couple of hours of planning and consideration, you think you can turn up to the meeting and make a good effort. You're about to move onto other tasks when you remember Tan, and her offer of an open door. You text her and ask to meet briefly. I'm having some issues that you might be able to give me advice on. Can we meet soon? That was quick. It is your lucky day though. I will be at Henrique's in 15 minutes. Meet me there. [[Meet Tan|Rupert Morning Letter Finish]]

<<addhours 2>>\ You throw on your shoes and hunt for your keys then head down to Henrique's to meet Tan. You walk in, though, and you are surprised to see Hang instead of Tan. <img src="images/Hang/Encounters/Planning.jpg" height="600"> Hang looks at you and waves you over. "Hello $mc.name. Good to meet you again. Tan says she is running late for our meeting. How are you today?" "Our meeting?" A look of concentration passes over Hang's face, but you decide to move on before she can answer. You assume that Tan just invited you to make a threesome. "Anyway, that's fine. I'm good, I'm good. How are you?" "I am good, thank you." You say nothing but Hang looks up at you happily. You see she already has a coffee, so you point towards the bar. "I'm just gonna get a coffee. Mind if I sit with you when I come back?" "Yes." She still smiles at you, and you decide to pay attention to her body language, not the precise meaning of her words. A few minutes later, black drip in hand, you sit down next to Hang. You look at her and you are both silent for a moment, then you both try to start a conversation at the same time. This happens twice, then you both laugh, and you gesture at her to speak. "How is your work? Tan has told me about your classes." "How much has Tan told you about these classes?" Hang shrugs. "You teach women how to be...." She searches for the word, but you make no effort to help her. "Bimbos? Beautiful, blonde, and... stupid. At least this is what Tan says, and what my husband thinks." She bites her lip slightly after. You smile at her to reassure her that she hasn't offended you. "They're pretty much right, but I wouldn't say that bimbos are stupid. They just focus on certain things over others." You blow on your coffee to cool it, then take a sip. "Bimbos do end up being a lot more relaxed than most people, and occasionally can become irresponsible, but if they do that' just who they are. Most bimbos are smart, smart enough to realize that life is short and meant for fun." Hang nods, and you are about to ask her what she does for fun, when Tan arrives. <img src="images/Tan/Email/CoffeeShop.jpg" height="600"> She greets Hang in Vietnamese and they hug, then turns to you. "Are you two getting along?" She raises an eyebrow appraisingly, then speaks to Hang for a little while in Vietnamese. You can see how much more animated Hang is in Vietnamese, and if Tan's laughs are any guide, how funny she is. Without any warning Tan turns to you. "So. $mc.name." You cough gently, and look at Hang. "Let's talk quickly before I catch up with Hang, OK?" "It's actually to do with her husband..." "What is going on?" You consider just dismissing it and e-mailing her later, but you figure what the hell. Hang probably knows little about Rupert's work. If she did, she would likely have been more awkward when you sat down. "I have been letting one of my clients run a weekly exercise session at my home gym. The co-op board, which Rupert is the Chairman off, is dragging me over to punish me for breaking the rules. I was wondering if you had any advice." "Is it against the rules?" "Uhhhh... Yeah, it seems so." She shakes her head as if the solution is the most obvious thing in the world. "Then stop breaking the rules." You sigh, and should have expected that to be the advice, but you continue. "Look, I know I'm breaking the rules, but it's important to the business and I don't think that it can really take off without this session. Maybe in the future it can take place at a proper gym, but right now this is the best I can do. You work in politics, how do I get them to cut me some slack?" Tan snorts, but Hang remains glued to her phone screen. "Then slow it down. Don't admit fault, but ask for time to correct. Find out any ways that you can bring the entire rule into question...." Tan stops speaking for a second, and you're about to continue your line of questioning when she holds up a finger to silence you. "Your's and Hang's building used to be warehouses, yeah?" "Yeah..." "Look up what uses the building is zoned for, what uses are grandfathered in. An awful lot of these buildings are still zoned for commercial use. It could still be against the rules, but it would be much harder to evict you or fine you heavily if your weekly class is legal, albeit unwanted. You still won't win, but you can buy that time you need." You nod vigorously, and take out your phone to write down Tan's advice. Tan begins to speak to Hang, in Vietnamese, but as you get up to leave Hang stops and switches to English. "I often have a coffee here during the day, if you would like to help me practice my English." Tan raises her eyebrows in surprise, but says nothing. You smile down at Hang. "Sure thing, Hang. I'd love to get coffee with you." ''When Hang is at Henrique's you can now chat with her.'' [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($tan, "BLCAttend3"); AddEvent($tan, "HangDrunk"); >>\ Tan attends the meeting today and sits through the entire thing, barely looking disdainful. She even waits for the rest of the bimbos to finish asking questions before she approaches you. "Hi." "Hi. I didn't really expect to see you back here." Tan blushes slightly. "I... Well... Neither did I, actually. But I kinda like it, you know? I'm not going to be a bimbo - I mean, obviously - but perhaps I could do with having a little more fun in my life." You nod, then look at her. "Want to have a drink on my roof and talk about it?" Her eyes widen, but you lift up your hands in a gesture of innocence. "No alterior motives, I just have my laptop with me today and I don't want to leave it sitting here while we have a drink at the bar." She looks at you suspiciously, but she grunts her approval. "Sure." You two walk around the corner and along the block to your building. Tan turns right in the entrance to walk up the stairs. "We're not going to Hang's, remember." "Sorry, habit." Tan follows behind you as you walk to the elevator, which is waiting at the lobby. You press the top floor, and are whisked up there. Your front door is diagonally across from the elevator, and is the only one in the small hallway. "Convenient!" You unlock the door, and push your small suitcase of materials off to the side and drop your other bag by the front door. Tan follows in behind you. "Wow... I thought Hang's apartment was nice..." You have your back turned to her and she can't see your sly smile, but as you turn back to face her you answer. "Thanks. What do you want to drink? I'm going to have a beer." "A beer sounds good." You grab two bottles of cheap beer from the fridge, and begin to walk towards the long corridor leading away from the living area and towards the staircase to your section of the roof. "Let's go on the roof." [[Continue|Tan Meeting Roof]]

You two go up to the roof and sit at a small table nestled against a line of potted bushes. The view of Manhattan stretches out in the distance, and Tan gives you an impressed look. You open the beers, and hand her one. "To having a little more fun in life." Tan clinks your bottle, then takes a sip. She looks in silence at the view for some time before you talk to her. "I've been meeting Hang for coffee sometimes, down at Henrique's." Tan smiles a thin smile. "Yeah, I know, she's said..." "Does Hang seem unhappy to you?" Tan's eyes widen, and she blows her cheeks and exhales loudly. "I mean..." She takes a swig of her beer then leans in. "She's not not unhappy, you know? Why? What did she say to you?" You shrug. "Nothing, really... Just that she misses dancing, and that all she really does is take care of Rupert and practice her English. And meet you, of course." "And you now... But yeah. I don't think it's what she expected. I don't want to tell you too much, but you're not exactly wrong." Tan begins to pick at the label on her bottle. "In fact, to tell the truth, looking at her is part of why I think I should try and have more fun..." She looks out at the skyline and then back at you. "Tell me if you don't want to hear my neuroses, right?" "Sure, but I do." Tan nods. "I like... I felt pity for her. She's younger than me, she's only like 22, but I kinda feel like she's wasting her youth with Rupert. And I hear that she can be so fun, but she's trying so hard to be this good little wife now. But then I found out that back in Vietnam her parents agonized over her, she snuck around drinking and smoking and seeing boys. And that made me feel bad." You look confused. "Why did that make you feel bad? Because she had to change so-" "No! Because ''I'' never did stuff like that. ''I'' have always been good, and hardworking, and responsible. When I found that out from my one of my uncles - all Vietnamese people know each other, at least here - I realized that my pity was misplaced, or at least not shared evenly. You know? Like... I'm a few years older than her and I've spent all my life in offices and schools. About half the beers I've had this year have been with you." You nod, and Tan looks back at the skyline, saying nothing. "You know, it's not too late. You are still young." She snorts dismissively. "No, seriously. I mean it. I used to be the same... Ten years ago all I'd really done was go to college and spend my life hunched over computers. Sure, I made a bunch of money, but I didn't really live my life. But I changed that." Tan nods, downs her beer, then looks at you. "You have another of these?" You go downstairs and grab two more bottles, then another two. When the sun sets you go back to your apartment. By now you're feeling a little tipsy and Tan is clearly feeling it. She insists on ordering delivery from her favorite Vietnamese restaurant, and you pretend to argue, but you're just teasing her. Eventually the buzzer rings. Tan jumps up, and has a momentary stumble but catches herself and laughs it off before she runs to the door. "Thank youuu!", she shouts at the deliveryman. She runs back to the sofa with two bags of food and begins to unpack it all on the coffee table. "It's gonna be so, so, so, so good! You'll love it, I promise, I totally promise." You eat the noodles from the first box that she gives you. At first you love it, but then the spice creeps up and you cough. "I should have known you couldn't handle spice!" She grabs that from you and gives you another box. "Here." She eats some of the first noodles and watches you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BLCMeeting/Dinner.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "So?" You smile and take a second bite. "You know... I really like it." Tan gigglese gently and takes another bite. You begin to sample other foods, Tan explaining which each one is, and giving your review of each. Eventually you've tasted everything, but together you've only eaten about half of the food. The conversation stops. You look at Tan, who puts her box of noodles down. She looks you in the eye and you feel your heartbeat jump, but then she looks away from you and picks up the noodles again. You move an inch towards her and she looks back at you, then you lean forward fully, and put your arm around her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BLCMeeting/Flirt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You begin to kiss her, gently, and you can feel the spice from her dishes on your lips. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Let her take the lead|Tan Meeting Sex][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Take control|Tan Meeting Sex][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ You decide not to push things, and let Tan guide you. You kiss for a few minutes, Tan getting more excited as you do, before she pulls away for a moment and looks you in the eyes. You expect her to say something, but she doesn't. She begins to kiss you again, and moves closer to you, lifting her left leg over yours. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BLCMeeting/Kiss.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You continue to make out, rubbing her ass and stroking her face for half an hour. Her sitting on you, you laying on top of her. She can feel your erection, and makes a point of pressing her body against you, but she does nothing more. "It's late." You look at the clock, and it's nearly 1am. "I think I should go." You kiss her gently on the lips then whisper in her ear. "Do you want to go?" She shakes her head, and you lift her up. She wraps her legs around you and you carry her to your bedroom, where the two of you spend most of the right of the night making out. You two barely sleep, but you don't have sex either. [[Sleep]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ You pull tan over so that she is half straddling you, and you begin to stroke her face and rub your hands over her body. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BLCMeeting/Kiss.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins to kiss you faster, and to gently claw at you when you lower your head to kiss her neck and collarbone. You touch her breasts, then begin to rub her crotch through her jeans. "$mc.name..." You keep rubbing and look up at her. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do." She nods once, then closes her eyes, then reaches down with her hands and undoes the top button of her jeans. You stick your hand inside her pants, underneath her panties, and you can feel how wet she is. You gently insert a finger and you can feel her gasp against your neck, then kiss you desperately. You take your finger out and begin to rub her clit, and look into her eyes as your learn what she does and does not like. "Please... Please... Fuck me... Please..." You kiss her more and begin to undress her. Once she is naked you flip her on her back and kiss her, the tip of your dick resting near her opening. As you kiss her she grabs it, and inserts you into herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BLCMeeting/Sex.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You begin to fuck her, on the sofa, slowly at first, but then a little faster. You have sex for half an hour, an hour, before eventually you come, but she doesn't. She collapses onto you, though, sweaty and tired, and you carry her to bed. [[Sleep]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeeting"); RemoveEvent($hang, "AllMeetings"); RemoveEvent($elaine, "Research"); RemoveEvent($isaac, "Research"); RemoveEvent($priti, "Research"); RemoveEvent($phil, "Research"); AddEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete"); AddEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate"); AddEvent($isaac, "Email"); $elaine.met to true; $isaac.met to true; $priti.met to true; $phil.met to true; >>\ <<sethours 19>>\ It's 7pm. You dress nicely, in an immaculate white collared shirt, and light blue slacks. You walk down the two floors to Rupert's apartment and press the doorbell. Rupert answers the door. <img src="images/Rupert/Meeting.jpg" width="600"> He's wearing a tie, and a full suit. His eyes narrow, but only for a moment, when he sees that it is you. "Hello Rupert." "Glad you could make it, $mc.name. Come on in." Rupert turns on his heel and walks you through his apartment, which you are glad to see is notably smaller than yours, and into the living room. The living room appears to have been furnished by a Victorian explorer. <img src="images/Locations/RupertApartment.jpg" width="600"> Elaine, Priti, and Phil are already at Rupert's, leaving only Isaac running late. After briefly greeting them you all stand around awkwardly, that is until Hang brings in a tray with some chips and dips. "Have you been introduced to my wife, $mc.name?" You look over to Hang and you see her eyes widen. You decide discretion is the better part of valor, and stick out your hand. "A pleasure to meet you...?" "Hang. My name is Hang." Hang briefly shakes your hand then returns to the kitchen. You look over at Rupert and he is busy flipping through papers, having paid no attention to your little lie with Hang. You're about to go to the bathroom, more out of boredom than any real need to piss, when the doorbell goes. Rupert goes to open the door and you can hear Isaac talking, as usual, at the top of his voice. "...so he just shuts the door on me! It was 8 minutes to the next train, and you can just IMAGINE how packed that was. Ugh. Sometimes I hate this city." When Rupert and Isaac walk into the room Isaac looks at you and lifts his chin up in greeting, but otherwise says nothing. Rupert speaks to the other board members, though. "Shall we begin?" He gestures to a circle of brown leather chairs, 5 arranged in a semi circle, the 6th facing the others. Phil sighs, then grabs the chair closest to him. "Yup. Let's get this over with." [[Continue|Co-op Board Meeting 1 Enter]]

<img src="images/Rupert/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <h2>Rupert Cosgrove</h2> Husband to Hang and the president of your apartment's co-operative board. A thoroughly unlikable person. <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeeting") is false>>\ You're sure Rupert will likely be trouble in the future. For now just keep with expanding BLC. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete") is false>>\ You should attend the co-op meeting Tuesday evening. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeeting") is false>>\ The meeting could have gone better. Not much you can do for the moment. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeetingComplete") is false>>\ You should attend the co-op meeting Tuesday evening. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") is false>>\ Your best chance of taking on Rupert is to follow the plan to force the board. <<else>>\ Rupert is now off the board. Best wait to see what happens next. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

The meeting begins with Rupert giving a short, but nevertheless tedious, speech about the necessity of common rules for living together. Only Priti is smiling through it, and of the rest only Elaine bothers to make eye contact with Rupert and make it seem that they are listening. After this, Rupert reads out the sections of the co-op rules and the initial purchase agreements which forbid non-residential use of any apartment in the building. He then details the information they have on Stacy's exercise class, including exact times at which women were seen entering and leaving the building. "Do you deny any of this?" You phrase your words carefully, Tan's advice sticking in your mind. "I do not deny that these people went to my apartment, no." Rupert sighs. "Do you deny that you are using your apartment to host commercial events?" "I have a home gym, a particularly large one. I am merely allowing a friend of mine to use it." Rupert looks round triumphantly to the others in the room. "There you have it. He does not deny it." Priti smiles at Rupert, but Elaine leans forward, looking you in the eye. "Do you make money from this? Does your friend?" You squirm awkwardly in your seat, unsure of how to avoid answering this without lying. "I... Well, yes. We both do. It is only temporary, though, soon-" Rupert interrupts you, then jabs a stubby finger in your direction. "See! He fully admits it. He must stop at once. It's intolerable for this building to turn into some cheap stop off point for untrustworthy women. I propose that we officially inform $mc.name that he must stop this at once, at risk of eviction-" It is your turn to interrupt Rupert, however. [[You remove documents from your attache case|Co-op Board Meeting 1 Finish]]

<<addmins 45>>\ You remove five sets of documents from your attache case, then stand to distribute them. Rupert looks up at you as you hand him his. "What is this?" You don't answer until you have sat back down, the last copy in your hand. "These are the various certificates and documents from the Department of Buildings relating to the conversion of this building into its current form. If you will turn to the third page -" at this, the room becomes a rustle of flipping paper "- you will see that the original developers' application merely sought to add residential use as an acceptable use for the building. If you turn to the next page, you will see the City's decision to accept this application." Priti speaks up for the first time now. "What does this mean?" Before you can answer, Isaac speaks. "It means that we cannot evict him, or even fine him beyond any damages his commercial activity may cause to us." Rupert begins to splutter. "This is besides the point, it is against the rules, he can't simply-" Isaac puts his hand on Rupert's forearm, and looks around the rest of the board. "Sorry, Rupert, but it is exactly the point. $mc.name is breaking our rules, but unless he is willing to work with us we do not have much recourse. I believe he was saying something about it only being temporary?" You look at Isaac and as you make eye contact he gives you an almost invisible smile. You think, however, that he is more enjoying throwing a spanner in Rupert's plans than looking out for you in particular. You're about to speak, but Rupert raises his voice and begins to argue. Elaine begins to do the same when Phil leans over to you. "This could take a while, son, I'd go back to your apartment while you can. You can't participate anymore anyway." [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($isaac, "Email"); AddEvent($isaac, "Visit"); >>\ You wake up and there is an e-mail from Isaac flashing on your phone. Hey! What a shitshow that meeting turned into last night. I know you are breaking the rules, but it was nice to see Rupert run into a brick wall. Anyway, after a big argument it was decided that you would be officially asked to stop the exercise classes and that any damage your visitors cause will be added to your co-op fees. Because you are conforming to the code, not much else can be done, but Rupert started talking about applying to the City to ban non-residential uses in the building. You said it was just temporary, though, so even if he does push that through it'll take way too long to affect you. Drop by for a drink one evening! We should talk about all this, plus you haven't met Pedro yet. Isaac You close the email, and realize that the battle for the building has just been elevated. You need to stop Rupert getting the building's certificate changed. ''Whatever day you want, you can visit Isaac at his apartment at around 18:00.'' [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($isaac, "Visit"); AddEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideStart"); AddEvent($elaine, "IsaacVisit"); $storyData.bimboManualCount to 0; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You messaged Isaac earlier in the afternoon to see if he wanted to have that drink tonight. He said come on over any time after that evening for a low key chat. When you're done for the day you head down to Isaac's apartment and ring the bell. It takes a little while, but eventually you hear the sound of someone running down the hallway. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Isaac2.jpg" width="600"> Isaac opens the door, and when he sees you he throws open his arms. "Heyyyy! You naughty boy!" You step in and give him a hug, and then follow him as he scuttles off to the kitchen. "I thought we could have mojitos, you like mojitos right? Pedro makes the best mojitos. Come say hi to Pedro." You walk into his kitchen, as minimalist and chic as everything else in Isaac's apartment, to see a stunning man crushing mint leaves at the counter. <img src="images/Misc/Pedro.jpg" width="600"> "Nice to meet you Pedro." Pedro wipes his hands, throws the cloth over his shoulder, then sticks out his hand to shake yours. "A pleasure." His voice is low, and his grip strong, and so clearly muscular that even though you are as straight as an arrow you can't help but admire him. Isaac is standing behind Pedro, and seeing the look in your eyes, he mouths 'RIGHT?'. "We're going to go sit down and chat Pedro, come join us once you're done in the kitchen." You follow Isaac back through to his living room and you sit down, him on the sofa and you on a low, white leather chair. Isaac leans into you, his voice dropped low. "He's in New York to make it as a model." Isaac's eyes roll back into his head, and when he opens them again he is looking up at the ceiling, his hands together in front of him in prayer. "Lord help me but I can never leave this city as long as they keep on making them that pretty." You both laugh and Isaac leans back and begins talking at a normal level. "So? How are things with you?" You shrug, and wish the mojitos were ready. "Oh fine. Rupert's entire thing has got me a little stressed, but at least it isn't hanging over my head like a sword." Isaac nods emphatically. "Seriously. You just can't be living like that, can you?" Pedro comes in with three mojitos and hands you yours, before sitting next to Isaac. He gives Isaac a little kiss on the cheek, then gives you a friendly smile. You feel a little more relaxed just having him around, and it strikes you that Pedro is a male bimbo. "What is Rupert's plan for the occupancy certificate?" "Well! I've never seen him so frustrated. Half the meeting was us just telling him that opening that can of worms is an entire stress, and that if we want this to be residential only we might lose grandfathered deviations from the code that would be stupid expensive to fix. Anyway, something like that would have to be ratified at the annual meeting." Isaac takes a sip from his mojito, then looks at Pedro and smiles. "Delicious as ever Pedro! But yeah, he's really got it out for you. I mean, he always has, but now he can taste the blood in the water..." You two spend a while discussing your predicament, and while you can sense that Isaac is not keen on you making Stacy's class a permanent thing, he is willing to cut you some slack. After the second mojito the subject shifts to interior decor, and Pedro describes his family estate in the coffee growing regions of Brazil. Pedro agrees to make a third mojito, but says that after that he needs to leave. [[Pedro Leaves|Isaac Home Intro]]

Once Pedro is gone Isaac looks at you conspiratorially. "How did you start this bimbo thing anyway?" You give him what is, by now, your usual spiel. Isaac finds the entire thing hilarious, not least because he remembered Sophie. "I hear she is going out with some Wall St. type now." "Oh?" Isaac nods, in the emphatic kind of way someone does when they are on their third strong drink. He says nothing, and you say nothing. You stand up and wander over to the window and watch the skyline twinkle in the twilight. You think back over Sophie, and though you're jealous you're also happy that she's moving on. You turn back around to Isaac and he's searching your face. "I'm glad you're over her." You chuckle and he laughs. He always was a bit of a lightweight. "But, seriously, I actually think it's pretty cool what you're doing. Do you...?" Isaac looks down, slightly nervously. "Do you think you could do this with men?" You squint at Isaac and sit down opposite him. "You... You want to become a bimbo?" Isaac lets out a single, deafening laugh. "No! No, no no.... Not me. Pedro. Or others..." "Ahhhhhhh, I see. Well, the general principles of it, definitely, I see no reason why the ethos of bimboism can't be something for men too." "Would you coach him?" You think for a moment before responding to Isaac. [[I'm afraid not|Isaac Home Finish]]

You suck in air through your clenched teeth. "I'm not sure I can successfully coach him myself. You see, my own motivation is, generally, to try and help these women live up to my own fantasies, which are inherently sexual. I'm not sure how good a job I can do if I don't have that drive, you know?" Isaac looks disappointed. "I had hoped..." You interrupt Isaac. "That said, that doesn't mean I can't coach you to coach him. I could even write a guide for you, if that would help." His eyes light up. "Would you?" You nod. "Sure. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while anyway." ''You can now write your bimbo life coaching guide at your desk. When the guide is complete, and you give it to Isaac, he will support you on the board.'' [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $storyData.bimboManualCount += 1>>\ <<addhours 4>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Writing.jpg" width="600"> <<if $storyData.bimboManualCount gte 15>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideStart"); AddEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideComplete"); >>\ You have completed the guide! It is now ready to be shared with others. ''To share the guide with someone go to your desk and click the relevant link.'' <<else>>\ You finish writing one of the sections for the guide that you have planned. You have now written $storyData.bimboManualCount of 15 sections for the guide. <</if>>\ [[Finish chapter|Your Desk]]

<<set AddEvent($isaac, "Support"); $isaac.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ Hey Isaac- Here's the guide. I hope you find it useful! - $mc.name A couple of hours later you get a message back from Isaac Thanks so so much! It's so comprehensive! I'll have to read over it this weekend and start putting it to practice. I really am very grateful for your help, and I'll try and make sure Rupert doesn't ruin things for you. ''Isaac now supports you on the board.'' [[Home]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate"); AddEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate2"); $hang.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ "Hello Hang, I was hoping to find you here." Hang looks up at you and smiles. You take a seat, without asking, before she greets you. "Hello $mc.name. It is good to see you. What have you been doing today?" You put your coffe down and lay your phone next to it. "Oh, the usual. A mix of professional work and life coaching work. I thought I would get a coffee and see if I could bump into you. Yourself?" "Oh, not much." "Don't you work?" Hang shakes her head. "Do you have any hobbies?" Hang twists her head from side to side. "I used to, but not anymore. Now I take care of the house for Rupert, and I come here and practice my English." She points at at notebook next to her, underneath which is an Advanced English textbook. You nod, trying not to seem too judgemental. "What did you used to do for fun?" She smiles. "I danced. I was known in our city for traditional dance, but I enjoyed all sorts of dancing. I liked being well exercised, but I did not like to be outside, so it was good for me." "Why don't you do it here?" Hang shrugs. "I don't know anyone who wants to dance with me, and it is not fun to dance alone." She begins to look a little sad. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ What do you do? [[Ask her why she pretended not to have met you before at the board meeting|Hang Coffee Date][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Change the subject|Hang Coffee Date][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $hang.happiness to 2>>\ A silence hangs between you for a few seconds "Hang...?" "Yes, $mc.name?" "The other evening, for the board meeting... Why did you pretend that we had never met before?" Hang's eyes widen and she looks off to the side, avoiding looking at you. "I wasn't offended, but, I was curious." Hang looks down at her coffee cup. "I... I just did. I didn't want to upset Rupert." You two chat awkwardly, until you finish your coffee and head off. ''Hang is now less happy with you.'' [[Coffee Shop]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set AddEvent($hang, "CoOpQuestion"); $hang.happiness to 3; >>\ You decide not to pressure Hang, and bring up the plans Phil has to redesign the roof garden. You two happily chat for the next twenty minutes or so, as Hang tells you about her father's flower garden. You make a mental note, however, to make sure to ask her about why she pretended not to know you next time. [[Coffee Shop]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate2"); AddEvent($hang, "HangDrunk"); $hang.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You grab your coffee and walk over to Hang, who waves at you when she spots you. "Hello!" You sit down, and you two exchange pleasantries for a few minutes, and discuss a recent accident on your block where a car jumped the pavement and knocked down a fence. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "CoOpQuestion")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($hang, "CoOpQuestion")>>\ As that conversation dies, however, you decide to get your question off your chest. "Hang...?" "Yes, $mc.name?" "The other evening, for the board meeting... Why did you pretend that we had never met before?" Hang's eyes widen and she looks off to the side, avoiding looking at you. "I wasn't offended, but, I was curious." Hang looks down at her coffee cup. "I... I just did. I didn't want to upset Rupert." <</if>>\ A silence falls between you, and say the first thing that comes to mind. "You seem homesick." Hang nods. You see her shoulders droop, but almost as quickly as they do she straightens her back and puts on a smile. But you see that her eyes are slightly red. "I am, yes. I think. But I am also guilty, I don't really miss my family that much. I just miss being... I don't know what. I had an idea of what my life would be, but I don't think this is it." "Are you unhappy?" Hang's mouth hangs open for a second, but she shakes her head. "No, not at all. I am very lucky. Rupert is good to me and I have a very prosperous life." The mask is back on. You two chat pleasantly for another half hour or so. You think to yourself that if you want to get to know Hang better, you're going to have to get her to relax a little better around you. [[Coffee Shop]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangDrunk"); RemoveEvent($tan, "HangDrunk"); AddEvent($hang, "BimboTraining"); AddEvent($hang, "FirstTraining"); AddEvent($tan, "FirstNight"); $hang.happiness to 3; >>\ <<sethours 2>>\ //BUZZZZZZZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ// You're woken up. It's 2am. You're groggy, grumpy, and wondering who the fuck is waking you up. You stumble out of bed, down the hall, and press the talk button. "WHAT?", you shout down the intercom. "$mc.name?" You recognize the voice. "Are you there?" It's Hang, and in the background you hear what sounds like someone talking in Vietnamese. "Hang?" "Are you there? I need help. Can you buzz me up?" "Sure, sure, come right up." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") or CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ You buzz her up and you're immediately awake. You hear sound down the hall and Stella is awake, and standing in the archway to the living room. "Everything's fine, go back to sleep. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow." Stella's clearly unhappy to have been woken up, but she nods, and goes back to her room. <<else>>\ You buzz her up and you're immediately awake. You switch on the lights and are momentarily blinded by their intensity. <</if>>\ A few minutes later you hear a gentle knocking at the door, and a cackling laugh. You open the door, and in walks Hang, guiding a stumbling Tan into your house. "I can explain..." You start at Hang, who begins to stammer. "We, well, we had gone out.. And Tan was shouting and laughing... But she drank too much... And..." Hang begins to cry now and Tan wakes up. She kisses Hang on the cheek and tells her something in Vietnamese, which Hang nods along to. You sigh, then put your hand on Hang's shoulder. "I didn't know what else to do, I lost my keys, and Rupert is away." "Let's put Tan to bed, then talk." Hang nods meekly, then drags Tan along as you walk to one of the guest rooms. You decide it would be best to put her in a room with an en suite. After Hang has got Tan ready for bed, you place an empty trash can by her bed, then go back to the kitchen. "I'm sorry, $mc.name." You can't deny that you're a little annoyed, but at the same time you're flattered that she turned to you. "It's OK... Let's have a cup of tea before bed, OK?" [[Continue|Hang Tan Night Dance]]

Hang sits down on a stool as you make tea. Now that you get a chance to look at her, you see how dishevelled she looks. Her makeup is streaked and her shirt is slightly torn. "Fun night?" She squints at you, but misses the sarcasm. "No. It was not a fun night." "Did you get to dance at least?" She shakes her head. "We never made it to the nightclub." Hang gives a weak shrug. "I prefer older music anyway." You finish filling the kettle and put it down on the hob. "Alexa, play 'As Time Goes By'" You walk up to Hang, and offer her your hand as the first piano notes gently echo through the darkened living space. She looks up at you shocked. "What?" "Dance with me." "No, I can't-" You interrupt her. "Dance with me, it's the least you can do after you woke me up like this." She exhales a little laugh through her nose, then stands up. She takes off her heels, and her head barely reaches your chest. You take her right hand in your left, place your right hand on her waist, then begin to gently dance around the kitchen. You step on her feet a few times, and Hang laughs. "You are a bad dancer." For some reason her blunt statement, combined with her strong accent, makes you laugh hard. And by the end of the song Hang is pressed up against you, looking up at you. "Why are you laughing?" You step back. "You're funny, that's all." She smiles and gestures towards the kettle that is just about to squeal. You make the tea, and you sit down on stools next to each other. "Thank you, $mc.name." "You're welcome, Hang. We're friends. Friends help each other." She looks at you thoughtfully. "Well, perhaps I can help you learn to be a better dancer." "Only if I can teach you how to have more fun." You give her an exaggerated, comic wink. "OK. Tan tells me you are good at teaching people how to enjoy life." You try not to let your reaction show, but it seems Hang may have just agreed to let you coach her. [[Continue|Hang Tan Night Morning]]

<<sethours 8>>\ You wake up at your usual time. You almost forget what happened last night until you stumble to the kitchen wearing only your boxers and bump into Hang. She looks at you, and you have the good grace to look embarrassed - at least until you remember that she woke you up in the middle of the night. You switch on the coffeemaker. "Any sign of Tan?" "She has left already. She woke me up this morning, and said she was very sorry, and that she would make it up to us. Shall we meet on Monday?" "Oh, that's alright... Wait, what?" "For the lessons. I can do Mondays. In the morning?" You remember Hang had offered to give you dance lessons - and agreed to let you teach her how to have fun. You had forgotten yourself, and even then had assumed that was the drink talking. "OK. Sounds good." Hang smiles up at you, then rings a locksmith to arrange to get into her own apartment. ''Hang will now meet you at your apartment every Monday morning, from 8:00 to 12:00.'' [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Activities]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "FirstTraining")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session 1]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "SecondTraining")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session 2]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "ThirdTraining")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session 3]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "FourthTraining")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session 4]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "FifthSession")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session 5]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "SixthSession")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session 6]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "SeventhSession")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session 7]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "FirstSexSession")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session First Sex]]>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "SexSessions")>>\ <<include [[Hang Session Sex]]>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "FirstTraining"); AddEvent($hang, "SecondTraining"); $hang.bimbo to 2; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Hang knocks on your door and you let her in. "Good morning $mc.name." "Good morning, Hang. How are you? Would you like a coffee?" Hang shakes her head."No, thank you. I have already had a coffee." You're a little uncertain how to begin, but there's something that you need to ask Hang before you start. "Have you told Rupert?" Hang shakes her head. "No, he is always at work early... Have you had dancing lessons before?" "Only in gym class at school. Nothing more than that." Hang takes you by the hand. "Play that song another time." You shout at your Alexa. "Alexa, play As Time Goes By." The song begins and Hang puts your hand on her waist. "You put your hand here..." She steps closer in to you and she lifts her hand to the height of her head. "Hold my hand up here." You do as you are told. "First simple dance, OK? Forward, left, back, right. Make a square. You lead me, and you start with the left foot. OK?" You nod. "OK. 1, 2, 3..." You step forward with your left food, then bring your right forwards. "Good. Good." You do a square, and Hang smiles at you. "OK, now, make each step the same distance. So we end where we started." You try it, but fail. Hang shakes her head at you. You try again, and the song finishes, but Hang tells Alexa to play it again. You try it a few more times, but each time Hang says your steps are different lengths. After what must have been the 20th failure you're flustered. "Look, Hang, I'm not sure I'm cut out for this, I'm not very..." "No, $mc.name. We practice. You become a better dancer and make all the ladies happy. It is difficult, but when you learn to make all your steps the same, then you can become a good dancer. OK?" You sigh and drop your hand from her side. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/FirstTraining.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What? Come on I will help." She pulls you close to her and you feel her small breasts press up against you. She stands on your feet, and clings to you. "I will press down on your feet, OK?" You're not sure what she means, but at the cue you step forward. She doesn't press down on your feet this time, but when you step to the left she pushes you foot down. "See? Same distance." The same sequence repeats itself a few times, until Hang steps off you. "OK, now we try normally." She steps back, leaving room for Jesus, as they say. "I was just beginning to enjoy that" You wonder if that joke was a little too flirty, but she doesn't seem to mind. She wags her finger at you. "Good dancers get to hold each other close, bad dancers need to leave room." You practice some more, apparently getting a little better, until an hour has passed since Hang arrived. "OK, I think that is enough for today. I need to protect my toes." You laugh and give her shoulder a gentle, playful shove. "Let's sit down. Water?" "Yes, please." Hang goes to sit down on the sofa while you grab two glasses. [[Continue|Hang Session 1 Finish]]

<<set RemoveEvent($tan, "FirstNight")>>\ <<addhours 3>>\ Tan attends a meeting and, by now, is participating like any other newbie bimbo. She waits for you after class. <img src="images/Tan/Encounters/Meeting2.jpg" height="600"> "You're looking good." She looks down at her cleavage and smiles at you. "Thanks... I uh.... We have a lot to talk about." "Let's go back and chat at my apartment." She raises one of her eyebrows skeptically, but she agrees. [[Continue|Tan Meeting 2 Talk]]

Tan doesn't really say anything until you are both sitting down on the roof, beer in hand. "So." "So..." Silence persists and Tan fidgets, until you raise your eyebrows at her to hurry her along. "I... Well... Firstly, I wanted to apologise for turning up at your house totally wasted. Sort of. Like, it wasn't my idea and I'm not sure why Hang didn't just take me back to my place. She said she only realised she lost her keys once we were there, but like... Yeah. I'm sorry. And I do appreciate you putting me up for the night." "You're welcome, I didn't really mind. What are friends for?" She nods, but then fidgets some more, peeling at the beer bottle label. Eventually she spits it out, all at once. "WhatareyoudoingwithHang?" "What?" "What are you doing with Hang? She told me she's started to teach you how to dance, but I met her today and she was wearing heels..." You smile. Tan points at your face and laughs. "See, that's what I'm worried about." You laugh too, before answering, a cheeky grin across your face. "I mean, look, she's unhappy, right?" "Yeah, but, that doesn't mean -" "And you're starting to get something out of my coaching, right?" "Hey, just because I'm coming to the sessions, doesn't mean that..." You angle your head at her with vaudevillian levels of doubt. "Well, OK, but she's different, she's..." "Her own woman. Did you know she loves dancing? And that Rupert won't ever dance with her, or even let her go to dancing classes?" Tan nods, a little sadly. "Yeah. He's pretty uptight... Just be careful, I haven't know her that long but I feel like I need to protect her. And I don't want her to get caught up in your fight against Rupert. That's all I wanted to say, really." "I'll be careful. Don't worry... Isn't there anything else you want to talk about?" Tan looks at you and cocks her head at you, before remembering what happened after you two started making out last time she came over after a session. She dismisses that with a wave of the hand, then raises her beer bottle to cheers you. "Any update on your fight against Rupert?" You fill Tan in on the latest goings on over a couple more beers, and she does the same with neighborhood gossip. You don't start making out tonight but when she leaves you give her ass a little squeeze, and to your relief she reacts with faux outrage, before giving you a kiss on the cheek and hugging you. [[Home]]

<<set $tan.dailyEvent to false; _randomChoice to random(1, 7); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ Tan comes over but she isn't quite done with her work. She sets herself up to send a few important e-mails at your breakfast counter, as you try to distract her by flashing your dick at her. To your dismay, she successfully ignores you, and even looks a little annoyed. When she's done with work you approach her from behind and place both your hands on her shoulders. "Stressful day?" "Yes. I heard a new saying the other day, 'herding cats'. That's what this job is." "Need something to relax?" "Sure, I'll have..." You take her by the hand and whisper in her ear as she stands up. "I wasn't offering you a drink. Come with me." You lead her to your bedroom's anteroom and begin to take her clothes off as you kiss her. Once she's naked you push her down onto the sofa, then spread her legs. You see she's trimmed a little triangle, but is otherwise bare. "I got it done a couple days ago..." You bury your face in her pussy and begin to eat some of her stress away. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Once she's relaxed enough that she's a little puddle on the sofa, dripping onto your face and quietly moaning, you push her knees to her head and put yourself inside her. Her eyes grow wide and she looks up at you as you begin to thrust into her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> It doesn't take her long to cum. A gentle, long orgasm, and you continue fucking her through it. When her eyes open she nods. "I want you to come too." You begin to fuck her harder, and grasp onto her tits hard, squeezing them so her flesh begins to stick through your fingers. In a few minutes you, too, are coming. Tan reaches around and strokes your balls as you're coming, then sits dripping onto your sofa as you pull out and sit next to her. The two of you sit in silence for a moment, not touching, before she looks up at you again. "Beer on the roof?" <<case 2>>\ Tan arrives quickly, and walks through the door. You don't get the chance to even greet her properly before she's kissing you, and pushing you towards your bedroom. She's wearing a full dress today, with what to an untrained eye looks like expensive jewelry, but to the trained eye is good costume jewelry. Once you're inside your room she strips her dress off, then jumps on the bed. "I've got an event downtown tonight, so we have to be quick." She begins to peel off her pantyhose, but before she can you rip open a hole on her crotch - "What the...!" - and then stick your already hard dick inside her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She says nothing more and you two roll around on the bed for a while, until you feel yourself getting close. You push Tan onto her front and begin fucking her from behind. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh fuck yes!" You speed up, and soon you feel yourself coming, filling Tan. You stop thrusting, but she pushes her ass back onto you, the tip of your dick reaching almost all the way up inside her. She looks back at you and momentarily raises her eyebrows, then you see professional Tan return. "Uhhhh... Can you get me a towel?" She flips over, and sits with her legs spread, oozing cum onto your sheets. You look at her, and your dick still hard, you stick it back in her, and fuck her for half a minute more as you kiss her, before she pushes you off, laughing. "Seriously! A towel. I can't turn up smelling like your cum." You hand her a towel and she wipes up before going to the bathroom. As she puts her earrings on in the mirror you squeeze her ass and head to your office. Tan leaves without saying goodbye, but as you drift off to sleep you get a text from her. You left me dripping for half the night. Good thing I keep a spare pair of panties. <<case 3>>\ You've had a tough day, with BLC work and tying up old loose ends, and by the time that Tan arrives you're not really sure whether you are really in the mood anymore. You let her in and she greets you with a kiss, a deep, heavy kiss. After a few seconds she can tell your heart isn't in it. "Something wrong?" You let out a sigh with a shrug. "Long day. Nervous day." "Want to talk about it?" You shake your head. "No. But perhaps we could just have a drink on the roof?" She shakes her head. "No. You don't get to call me out here for nothing. What do you think we are, friends?" She laughs, but seeing you were a little hurt by her joke, she smiles at you and plants a gentle kiss on your lips. "Come on, I'll make you feel better." You follow Tan to your bedroom where she tells you to take off your clothes and lie down on your bed. You do what you're told, and then Tan gets on all fours on the bed, her head above your flaccid dick. She begins to jack you off, alternating between talking to you and sucking it into an erection. "Just relax." You relax, and lean back with a sigh, looking up at the ceiling. When you get hard Tan begins to lick your balls and you look down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You take her hair and she laughs. "I knew you'd feel better soon." You pull her up and she licks your shaft as she rises, then you let her bob her head up and down quickly on your dick. She doesn't swallow any of her spit and soon you can feel it dripping down your crack. "You like my breasts?" "I love them. Big, floppy, naturals..." Tan shuffles up the bed and lifts up her shirt, placing your dick between her tits. "I've never tried this before." At first she has difficulty keeping it in place, but soon she uses her hands to squeeze her tits around your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Quickly - very quickly - you're on the verge of orgasm, and she can tell. "Come for me." You do as you're told, and come all over her chest. <<case 4>>\ Tan arrives and kisses you as she walks in. You briefly discuss your days as you walk to the bedroom, neither under any illusion why she is visiting, or why you called her over. You spend ten minutes or so making out and taking each other's clothes off, but when you're both naked and in bed Tan stops and looks into your eyes, her tits dangling above your cock. As she speaks, you spit on your hand and begin to rub her nipples. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/4a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I want you to fuck me slowly today. Please?" You play with her tits some more, but you nod, and she kisses you. Then she gets on top of you, facing away. Setting the pace she's gentle, and slow, but after a while she asks you to fuck her from behind, laying down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/4b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> In this position the tip of your dick is rubbing right along her G-spot, and from her frequent moans and sheet grabbing you can tell she's desperately chasing an orgasm that just isn't quite hers yet. You follow her instructions to stay slow until right at the end, when you speed up for a dozen thrusts. Immediately she drops over the edge, and has one of the most powerful orgasms you've seen her have. <<case 5>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Rather than get straight to fucking you and Tan spend most of the evening chatting. In fact, you two spend so long talking that it's nearly time for bed. With Stella staying over, and getting ready for bed, you don't have the house to yourself. As you begin to touch Tan this makes her nervous, and you excited. You rub her pussy through her panties and very quickly you feel her wetness seeping through. Then you pull down the straps of her top, revealing her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/5a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if $tan.slut gte 14>>\ You spend a few minutes rubbing Tan's tits and crotch, but when you hear Stella flushing a toilet down the hall Tan gets nervous. When she tries to cover herself up, you stop her, grabbing her hand and leaving her tits out. You stop rubbing her pussy and slide a finger inside her. "She's gone to bed now. Besides, she won't mind..." "I can't... If she sees..." You stick another finger inside her, and begin to rub her clit with your thumb. "Be quick." She jumps up and takes all her clothes off before opening your fly and pulling your dick out. Getting on top she slides down onto you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/5b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She fucks you, quickly, always keeping an eye on the hallway, and you both come within a few minutes. You know Stella wouldn't mind, but seeing how nervous Tan is turns you on like nothing else. Tan's orgasm is sharp and short and she bites into her own hand to stifle her moans. As soon as you're done she jumps back up and puts her clothes on, then sits next to you. "Wow." <<else>>\ You spend a few minutes rubbing Tan's tits and crotch, but when you hear Stella flushing a toilet down the hall Tan gets nervous, and covers herself up. Tan is not slutty enough yet for you to finish this scene. <</if>>\ <<case 6>>\ "I just want a blowjob today, I'm tired." "If you want to give instructions, get one of your bimbos. Or a hooker." "You're a hardworking professional girl. What if I paid you? $100?" <<if $tan.slut gte 14>>\ "Yeah?" You're surprised she's taking you seriously, and wonder if it's a trick, but you play along. "Yeah. $100. Cash." You take out your wallet and hand her a $100 bill. She looks at it. "It's usual to pay before, you know." She snatches it from you and makes a scoffing sound, before kneeling down in front of you and slipping it up into her panties. "It's usual to put your money in your g-string." "That's strippers, not hookers." Tan gives you a flat look, but slightly lifts up her top, then takes your dick from your trousers. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/6a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins to jack you off and is dipping her head when you stop her. "Pull your top up all the way. I want what I'm paying for." She smiles for a second, before playing innocent. "Yes, sir." She fully reveals her tits, then lowers her head down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/6b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Tan stares up at you the entire time, jacking you off and sucking your dick. Her mouth is barely empty the entire time. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/6c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After about ten minutes she can sense you getting closer, and begins to use her other hand to play with your balls. When she does that you go over the edge, and you begin to come into Tan's mouth. She swallows every drop, and when you're done she kneels back up and looks at you. "Did I do a good job?" "Amazing." She smiles, then takes the $100 back from her panties and hands it to you. "Just so we know I'm not actually a whore... But that was hot, wasn't it? Paying me to suck your dick." <<else>>\ She looks at you offended, then punches you in the shoulder. "I'm not a hooker, $mc.name!" "OK, OK, it was a joke, I'm sorry!" She doesn't stay mad at you for long, but you two don't have sex tonight. Tan is not yet enough of a slut for you to finish this scene. <</if>>\ <<case 7>>\ You call Tan for some late night fun. She agrees but tells you to come over to her place, texting you the address. You can hear almost an excitement in her voice. You head over, knocking on her door once you arrive. "It's open." You slowly push the door open. "Hello?" "Sorry, I'm back here." You hear from the back of the apartment. You walk towards her voice and push open the bedroom door you see Tan kneeling on a couch. She looks sexy as hell. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/7a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hi $mc.name." "Well, hello beautiful." She smiles. You take off your coat and begin to get comfortable; Tan instantly looks excited and starts wiggling. You walk over to her and she starts rubbing the front of your pants. "I need cock." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/7b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You move closer as she reaches to unbutton your pants. "Mmmmhh..." Tan moans licking her lips. Your cock stiffens almost instantly. She grabs a hold of it quite tightly and starts stroking back and forth. "Oh fuck." Tan starts to suck your cock. Slowly at first, then grabs it and starts throating you as far as she can, gagging herself over and over. You wonder if she has been watching porn. She has definately gotten more aggressive; it feels amazing. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/7c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> It does not take long before Tan is swallowing your entire cock. She seems to be enjoying it. Your cock twitches and Tan knows that you are about to cum. She opens her mouth and waits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/7d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She stays kneeling on the couch and sucks on her fingers. "That's exactly what I needed." You laugh. "Me too." Tan looks over at you biting her lip. She reaches out and grabs you cock. "Any more for me?" Your cock feels ticklish, and you pull away. "What's wrong? Bring it back." Tan looks at you, cum dripping down her chin. She sticks her tongue out and then swallows it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/BootyCall/7e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Once finished Tan goes to the bathroom and gets cleaned up. You both chill out on the couch watching a movie. After a while you head home. Tan seems to really enjoy being slutty. <</switch>>\ <<if $tan.slut lte 16>>\ <<set $tan.slut += 2>>\ ''Tan is now more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Tan cannot become more of a slut by repeating this action.'' <</if>>\ [[Bedroom|Your Bedroom]]

<<if $tan.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Tan/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $tan.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Tan/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "SexVisits")>>\ <img src="images/Tan/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "BimboTraining")>>\ <img src="images/Tan/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Tan/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <h2>Tan Nguyen</h2> Tan is a friend of Hang's from Vietnam, having lived in America for much of her life. She is a very professional person who works for Councilmember Hernandez in charge of communal affairs. <h4>Body</h4> <<if $tan.transformLevel is 1>>\ Tan has huge, fake tits. Tan has a big, fake ass. Tan has big, fake lips. <<else>>\ Tan has big, natural tits. Tan has a small, natural ass. Tan has big, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <progress class="progress-big fame" id="tan-bimbo-meter" @value="$tan.bimbo" max="50">$tan.bimbo</progress> <<if $tan.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<elseif $tan.bimbo gte 36>>\ <<elseif $tan.bimbo gte 26>>\ <<elseif $tan.bimbo gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ Tan has no interest in being a bimbo. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="tan-slut-meter" @value="$tan.slut" max="50">$tan.slut</progress> <<if $tan.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $tan.slut gte 36>>\ <<elseif $tan.slut gte 26>>\ <<elseif $tan.slut gte 16>>\ Tan is far more relaxed with herself and willing to explore her sexuality. <<else>>\ Tan has never paid much interest to her sexual needs. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="tan-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$tan.exhibitionist" max="50">$tan.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $tan.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $tan.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<elseif $tan.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<elseif $tan.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ Tan has always tried to maintain a professional reputation, and will not do anything to jeopardize that. <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($tan, "SexVisits")>>\ This is the end of Tan's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "HangDrunk") or (CheckEvent($hang, "BimboTraining") and CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailSex") is false)>>\ Tan and Hang appear to be good friends. If you spend more time with Hang you could learn something useful. <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "BarChat") or CheckEvent($tan, "BLCAttend3") or CheckEvent($tan, "FirstNight")>>\ Tan seems to like coming to your weekly meetings. That seems to be a good place to chat. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "CouncilMeeting")>>\ It seems Tan works for the local council. Yuo should speak to her after your upcoming meeting. <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "TanEmail")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ After speaking to Tan at the meeting, you wouldn't be surprised if she continued her interest. <<else>>\ After speaking to Tan at the meeting, you wouldn't be surprised if she continued her interest. Increasing the services and visiblity of BLC should help. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "BLCAttend2")>>\ You're sure you saw at your last BLC meeting. Hopefully she will turn up again. <<elseif CheckEvent($tan, "BLCAttend")>>\ You met Tan at the coffee shop. Maybe you will see her agin. Maybe at one of your weekly activities. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($tan, "SexVisits")>>\ Tan can visit you in the evenings for some bedroom fun. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set AddEvent($phil, "Visit")>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You open the door to find Phil in the hallway, smiling at you. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Phil.jpg" width="600"> "$mc.name! How's it going?" Phil begins to walk into your apartment, and you close the door behind you. He whistles through his teeth. "I see the retired life is treating you well." He laughs and wags his finger at you. "I see those girls you're running around with. Damn." You smile and begin to laugh, almost a little embarrassed. Phil laughs again. "Anyway man, I just wanted to drop by to fill you in on Rupert's latest shitshow. That boy, I swear he just finds shit to get worked up about." You nod."Yeah, it's not nice being in his crosshairs this time... I swear he's got it in for me." "He probably does, he probably does, but... You ain't doing yourself any favors, breaking these rules. What did you expect him to do?" You begin to defend yourself. "I, I-" Phil holds his hands up in the air. "Now I don't really care, you know me. But what's the point in fighting this when you know you're doing wrong? Even if the wrong isn't hurting anybody." You nod. "I assume you won't be backing me on the board?" Phil says nothing, but he looks at you with a sad expression and nods slowly. "So you're totally backing Rupert?" He shrugs. "If everyone else backs you, not including ol' Napoleon of course, I'll join them. But I'm not gonna be the one to flip it, you know?" "Not even if I can get the City to approve that variation you were wanting?" Phil laughs and claps you on the shoulder. "I'll tell you what. If you can get my fancy growing patch out back through the DoB, I'll let you hold the classes at my place." He continues to laugh, but you cut across him. "But seriously, though. I'm on friendly terms with the some local pols, perhaps..." The smile drops from Phil's face. "OK, if you're being serious. I still won't do it if we lose, but if you need a third vote... Well, you have it. If I have my variance." "Deal. Anyway, I need some advice about my roof, the flowers I got..." You change the subject to your roof garden and take Phil up there, where he gives you some advice on perennials that you can plant to pretty the space up a little. [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($elaine, "IsaacVisit"); AddEvent($storyData, "PurchaseBuilding"); AddEvent($elaine, "Training"); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You arrange to meet Elaine at her apartment. You're surprised that she is free at this time, but you have a feeling that Elaine has reached the stage in her career where others adjust their schedule to hers and not the other way around. <img src="images/Locations/ElaineApartment.jpg" width="600"> You've been to Elaine's apartment once before and you must admit that you were impressed. After yours it is the largest in the building, and though you find white leather and stainless steel too austere for your tastes, you must admit that it is very well done. "Hello, $mc.name. Good to see you. Come in." She walks you in and brings you to the kitchen. "Coffee?" "Yes, please. How are you Elaine?" "Good, good-" Before she can start making coffee her phone rings. She picks it up. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Elaine/Apartment.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Elaine... OK... OK... That isn't quite what we agreed, but OK... No... Check in with Sanjay but circle back to me." She puts her phone back and looks at you, flashing you a perfunctory smile. "Did you say yes to the coffee?" You answer, "Yes," but she has already switched on the prepped drip machine before you answer. "So, $mc.name. I think I can guess what it is that you want to talk to me about." You nod, and gesture towards one of the stools at the kitchen counter. She gestures to it, and you sit down. "I wanted to find out how you are feeling about Rupert's attempts to rezone the building in order to end the exercise sessions beind held at my house." Elaine looks you dead in the eye, a fierce gaze all the more ominous by the sound of the gargling coffee machine. "I am not exactly neutral, but I am, shall we say, ambivalent. You see, on the one hand I don't exactly view your exercise classes as an issue. They don't affect me, and should they affect me or the building we can merely recoup the cost of any damage from you. But, on the other hand, I am worried that tolerating this could be the thin end of the wedge. A small weekly exercise session might not be a problem, but what if you - or others - begin to engage in more disruptive commercial work?" [[Continue|Elaine Visit Talk]]

"I appreciate that. I can assure you that it isn't my plan to-" Elaine cuts across you. "I'm sure you are a very trustworthy man, but I don't trust anything that I can't hold you to. At the moment, due to the current situation, all we can really do is hope you don't cause any issues and then recover damages if you do. So, as I said, I am not exactly neutral." The coffee finishes, in a last eruption of steam and noise. Elaine turns her back on you to pour two cups, and passes it to you black, without asking whether you want milk. "What could be done to assuage your concerns?" You see a glint in her eye and she smiles slightly through pursed lips. "You know the commercial space we attached to the building?" Attached to the building is what used to be a loading dock. When the warehouse was converted into apartments, the loading dock was converted into a retail space. "Yes, the one that used to have the art shop in it. What about it?" "It has been put up for sale. The board, in their wisdom, has not seen fit to decide to purchase it. Should the purchaser come from within the building, I am sure that that person would be able to arrange to allow for a mix of uses across both of their properties." You look at her thoughtfully and she continues. "From my perspective, that would resolve any issues I have. On balance I am more worried about what happens next door than what happens in your apartment. As far as I am concerned what you do there is your business as long as you don't open a mechanics' garage, which is more than can be said for next door." You say nothing but Elaine continues once again. "Think it over." She smiles, and puts both her hands on the kitchen counter. Her voice is immediately lighter, and you sense that the business meeting is over. You expect to be dismissed, coffee barely finished, but she stands. "Let's sit on the sofa." You follow Elaine to her living area, and try to pick the most comfortable looking of the armchairs. [[Continue|Elaine Visit Finish]]

"So, tell me about your business and what role these exercise sessions play in it." If this is what passes for Elaine's attempt at pleasant chit chat, you think you know why she has been divorced and single for so long, but you decide to make nice. "So, as you know, I am the coach at Bimbo Life Coaching." She responds to that in a very matter of fact way. "Turning young women into slutty airheads." "Not just young women, my first client was older." "Oh? How old? Was she my age?" "I don't think she is in her 20s, no." Elaine snorts at your lame joke. <<if $stella.transformLevel is 1>>\ "I've got a picture of her here." <img src="images/Stella/Charlotte/HouseBimbo.jpg" height="600"> "And this is what she looked like before..." <img src="images/Stella/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> "Oh my." She holds your gaze, evaluating you. <</if>>\ You see Elaine's eyes dip away from you for a moment, but she quickly looks back at you. "Good to see you are an equal opportunity coacher." "The exercise classes, though, play two roles. First, and really most importantly, they help some of the less athletic trainee bimbos become fitter. More than a few women who attend are not only on the larger side, but are unhappy with that." "Aren't bimbos all flat stomachs and thin legs?" She takes a sip of her coffee and you're surprised that you are having such a businesslike discussion about this with Elaine. "No, not at all. Or, well... Most are, you are right, but there are some who embrace their larger physiques. The issue isn't so much what you look like, as how you feel about it. At its core being a bimbo is about joy, both living it and bringing it to others. It is hard to be joyful if you hate what you see in the mirror." Elaine nods, and seems to be taking it seriously. "And the other purpose?" "Bonding, really. The women who attend the session are effectively the inner core of the group, the ones who have started to make friends with each other and really embrace the philosophy." Elaine sighs. "I wish I had the time to work out properly. Or, more accurately, I wish I had the discipline to exercise alone or the flexibility to get training when it fits my work schedule." "Perhaps you could attend these sessions?" Elaine laughs for the first time since you arrived. "I don't think so, but I appreciate the offer!" She shakes her head slowly. "No, no, I don't think that's for me, but I know you were only joking anyway." You finish your coffee and Elaine lifts her chin ever so slightly. "Well, $mc.name. I have to be in the city soon, so..." You get up and wish Elaine goodbye, but as you walk back to your apartment her comment about exercising sticks in your head. ''Next time Stacy comes to teach her class, ask her about helping Elaine get fit. If you buy the commercial space, Elaine will back you on the board. It costs $700,000. You can pay this in cash, or you can put down a deposit of $140,000 and pay $2,600 a month for a mortgage.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if CheckEvent($elaine, "TrainingRepeat") is false>>\ <<set AddEvent($elaine, "TrainingRepeat")>>\ You catch Stacy as she is towelling sweat after the class is done. "How did it go?" "Went fucking hard today, so good." "So, uhhhh..." You're not quite sure how to introduce this, and how much to tell Stacy. "What's up?" "I've got a favour to ask. Can you take on a private client?" "A private client?" "A neighbor of mine. I've got in a little trouble with the co-op board over your classes, and she can help get me out of it. What do you say?" <<else>>\ "What's up?" "I wanted to ask you again about the favour, training my neighbor." <</if>>\ <<if $stacy.timesTrained gte 7>>\ [[Stacy agrees to do it for free|Stacy Elaine Free]] <<else>>\ Stacy does not like you enough yet to do it for free. <</if>>\ [[Stacy agrees to do it for $300 a week|Stacy Elaine Pay]] [[Don't make her choose yet|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($elaine, "Training"); RemoveEvent($elaine, "TrainingRepeat"); $counters.set("ElaineTraining", 0); >>\ "Yeah, fuck it. I'll train her. Don't want to lose this sweet space, do I?" "Thanks so much Stacy! You'll let me know how it goes, right?" "Sure, sure." [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($elaine, "Training"); RemoveEvent($elaine, "TrainingRepeat"); AddEvent($elaine, "GymPay"); $counters.set("ElaineTraining", 0); >>\ "Yeah, I'll do it, but not for free." "Stacy, I'm not sure you realize the kind of trouble I'm in, I..." "I don't think you realize the kind of expenses I'm dealing with. Becoming a bimbo is pretty fucking expensive, and being at the beck and call of some rich bitch will limit how much money I can make training other people. I'll do it for $300 a week." You sigh, but appreciate that she has a point. "Fine. I'll pay it to you, but let Elaine think you're doing it as a favor for me." ''You will now pay Stacy $300 a week for as long as she is training Elaine.'' [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession1")>>\ Hello Elaine - I was just e-mailing to let you know that the trainer I am friends with, Stacy, has offered to give you free personal training at your apartment if you are interested. I've CC'd her in if you are interested, I know that you had said that it's difficult to do this on your schedule, but now that there is a personal trainer close at hand I thought it might be something you would like! - $mc.name You don't receive a response until later that evening, from Elaine. Thanks so much for this! We've arranged to meet three times a week, at various times when I know I will be home. [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession2")>>\ Yo! This Elaine woman is actually pretty badass. She's some doctor over at Woodhull, cutting people up and shit. She's also pretty fit already, don't know why she was complaining about it but whatever. I took a photo for you. <img src="images/Elaine/Workout.jpg" height="600"> See? I am actually coaching her. You e-mail Stacy back thanking her again, and wonder how Elaine is liking it. [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession3")>>\ You know, I'm starting to like Elaine a lot. She's actually pretty cool, though she seems a little lonely. Like, after our session on Wednesday she asked me to stay for a drink. I had a chance to hang around her house and I realized that it's barely lived in, she's the only person ever there. It's like... I dunno... A showhome. I feel a bit sorry for her. You're glad that Stacy and Elaine are getting along, and you wonder whether Stacy getting close to Elaine will work out well for you. [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($elaine, "GymPay"); RemoveEvent($elaine, "PartnerTalk"); AddEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession5"); AddEvent($elaine, "BuildingPartner"); >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ When you're done with your day you decide that it's the right time to drop in on Elaine and see what she wanted to talk about. You take the stairs down to her apartment and buzz. "Who is it?" "$mc.name, from upstairs." You hear her trot towards the door, which soon swings open. <img src="images/Elaine/Meeting.jpg" height="600"> "Hi $mc.name! Thanks for coming over. Sorry the place is a mess but I only just got back from work." You look at her house and see that everything is immaculate. "No worries. What did you want to talk about?" "That can wait a minute. Do you want anything? A glass of wine?" "Only if you're having one." You follow her into the kitchen where she uncorks a bottle of red and pours two glasses. "How's the training with Stacy going?" "Oh my God, it's going so well, though she is a tough trainer. I've really been working my little tushy off." Elaine laughs and hands you one of the glasses. She holds it up, then clinks it. "She's also been doing a good job persuading me of your... Skills, shall we say." "Stacy can be quite straightforward." Elaine lets out a single 'HA'. "That's one word for it... But, I suppose I am coming over to the idea of having your services be more firmly established in the building. Have you given more thought to buying the building next door?" "To tell the truth, no. It's just a little outside of my budget." "I thought so. I had a business proposition for you, if you are interested." "Oh?" "We can work out the exact details, but I propose that we partner up to buy the building next door. I own half, you own half. I would want BLC to pay rent for operating in the space, but it would save you money up front. What do you say in principle?" "In principle, I say it depends on the details." Elaine laughs, but seems a little impressed at your response, and you two spend the next half hour haggling out the rough numbers for any such agreement. Elaine isn't pushing the negotiation too hard, and at the end you settle on a weekly rental payment of $325 to her. Doing the math once you are back home, that means you will have to put $70,000 down and pay another $325 a week for the mortgage. ''You now have a new option for buying the building next door.'' [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession4"); AddEvent($elaine, "PartnerTalk"); >>\ You see an e-mail that Elaine had sent late last night What is your availability for you to come over to my apartment? I wanted to talk with you again. You shoot off a quick reply. Any time after 6pm. Later, when you are doing some tidying up, you hear a ding. See you one evening this week then. ''Visit Elaine one evening this week to talk with her.'' [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "PurchaseBuilding"); $counters.delete("ElaineTraining"); >>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding"); AddEvent($elaine, "Support"); $mc.cash -= 700000; >>\ After the stress of actually getting the money together to buy the property the actual act of buying it was almost a let down. The building was safe, insured, and had clear title, so it moved smoothly. <img src="images/Locations/Home/OwnBuildingStart.jpg" width="600"> You owned land, actual land, in New York. Sure, it was a crappy old paint warehouse, and sure, you'd need to do it up before you could properly do anything with it... But it was yours. You phone Elaine, and luckily she picks up. "Elaine speaking." "Elaine, it's $mc.name. I've bought the building, the keys were handed over today." "Excellent. I'm happy to know that it is in safe hands now. I'll be able to be much more understanding of your business activities in the building. Anyway, I have a meeting in five minutes. Talk to you soon." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set AddEvent($storyData, "Mortgage"); AddEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding"); AddEvent($elaine, "Support"); $storyData.mortgage to 560000; $mc.cash -= 140000; >>\ After the stress of actually getting the money together to buy the property the actual act of buying it was almost a let down. The building was safe, insured, and had clear title. Once the bank's funds were received the agent handed you the keys and you walked in. <img src="images/Locations/Home/OwnBuildingStart.jpg" width="600"> You owned land, actual land, in New York. Sure, it was a crappy old paint warehouse, and sure, you'd need to do it up before you could properly do anything with it... But it was yours. You phone Elaine, and luckily she picks up. "Elaine speaking." "Elaine, it's $mc.name. I've bought the building, the keys were handed over today." "Excellent. I'm happy to know that it is in safe hands now. I'll be able to be much more understanding of your business activities in the building. Anyway, I have a meeting in five minutes. Talk to you soon." <<elseif $passageChoice is 3>>\ <<set AddEvent($storyData, "BuildingElainePartner"); AddEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding"); AddEvent($elaine, "Support"); $storyData.mortgage to 630000; $mc.cash -= 70000; >>\ After the stress of actually getting the money together to buy the property the actual act of buying it was almost a let down. The building was safe, insured, and had clear title. Once the bank's funds were received the agent handed you and Elaine the keys and you walked in. <img src="images/Locations/Home/OwnBuildingStart.jpg" width="600"> You owned land, actual land, in New York. Sure, it was a crappy old paint warehouse, and sure, you'd need to do it up before you could properly do anything with it... But it was yours. Well. Yours and Elaine's. You both walk around the space silently for a few minutes, until Elaine turns to you, hand outstretched. "To Bimbo Life Coaching." You take her hand and shake it, enjoying how her voice echoed in the empty space. "Of course, we'll need to redo the place to get it up to commercial standards, but I will leave that in your capable hands. Needless to say, my worries about this space - and your business activities in the building - have melted away." Elaine takes out her phone and looks at the time. "Anyway, $mc.name. I'm going to leave you to it. I have a meeting with some City health officials in an hour that I need to prep for." <</if>>\ ''Elaine now supports you on the board.'' [[Home]]

<<if $eventFinish>>\ <<set $eventFinish to $false>>\ <<goto [[Home]]>>\ <<elseif $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventSleep to $false>>\ <<goto [[Sleep]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _randomDay to random(0, 6)>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "RenovationComplete")>>\ <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle1.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira1.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ The building next door to your apartment complex and head office of Bimbo Life Coaching. <<else>>\ <img src="images/Locations/Home/OwnBuildingStart.jpg" width="600"> The old building you bought next door to your apartment building. <</if>>\ <<if $dani.met>>\ <<include [[Dani Events]]>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "BLCEmployeeStart")>>\ [[Go to office|Charlotte BLC Ad]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCRandom") and $gameDate.getDay() is _randomDay>>\ [[You hear a knock at the door|Stacy BLC Visit]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend") and CheckEvent($hang, "OfficeSex") is false and $gameDate.getDay() is _randomDay and $gameDate.getHours() gte 10 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 15>>\ [[Sit down to do some work|Hang Office Sex]] <</if>>\ <<switch GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]>>\ <<case "Thursday">>\ <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym") and $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") and $katie.met is false>>\ [[Stacy's Exercise Group|Katie Workout Yoga]] <<elseif CheckEvent($katie, "WorkoutGym")>>\ [[Stacy's Exercise Group|Katie Workout Gym]] <<else>>\ [[Stacy's Exercise Group|Stacy BLC Exercise Group]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<case "Friday">>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 17 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18>>\ [[Bimbo Life Coaching Session|Weekly BLC Meeting]] <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $dani.dailyEvent and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingRenovation")>>\ [[Meet with the contractor|Building Contractor]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $storyData.dailyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingVisit")>>\ [[Invite everyone to see the new building|Building Completion Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "BuildingVisit")>>\ [[Invite Elaine to see the work|Building Elaine Visit]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Home]] <</if>>\

<<if CheckEvent($elaine, "BLCEmployee") is false>>\ <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Elaine.jpg" width="350"> <h2>Elaine Kennedy</h2> <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "BuildingVisit")>>\ Perhaps Elaine would like to see the newly renovated building. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "OwnBuilding")>>\ Elaine is happy that you have bought the building next door, and has agreed to back you on the co-op board. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "PurchaseBuilding")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "BuildingPartner")>>\ Elaine has agreed to partner with you to buy the building next door. <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "PartnerTalk")>>\ Elaine has asked you to come round to talk. <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "ElaineSession1")>>\ Stacy has started to give Elaine personal training three times a week. Hopefully Elaine will learn to appreciate the benefits of having you around. <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "Training")>>\ Elaine said that she wants to get fit. Perhaps it is worth asking Stacy to help. <</if>>\ Elaine has not-so-subtly implied that she will back you if you buy the commercial space next door. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete")>>\ You aren't sure what to make of Elaine's stance at the meeting. Perhaps you should reach out to her. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "Support")>>\ Elaine has agreed to support you on the Co-op Board. <<else>>\ Elaine has not agreed to support you on the Co-op Board. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Isaac.jpg" width="350"> <h2>Isaac Goldfarb</h2> <<if CheckEvent($isaac, "BLCLawyerStart")>>\ This is the end of Isaac's individual content for this update. <<elseif CheckEvent($isaac, "Support")>>\ Isaac has agreed to support you on the Co-op Board. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "BimboGuideStart")>>\ If you can complete this bimbo coaching guide for Isaac, he is sure to support you against Rupert. <<elseif CheckEvent($isaac, "Visit")>>\ Isaac has invited you round to his apartment to discuss your issues, and to meet Pedro. Go over in the evening. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete")>>\ Isaac seems to be a reasonable man. You wouldn't be surprised if he contacted you soon about this issue. <</if>>\ <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Priti.jpg" width="350"> <h2>Priti Waters</h2> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") or CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave")>>\ This is the end of Priti's individual content for this update. <<elseif CheckEvent($priti, "Support")>>\ Priti has agreed to support you on the Co-op Board. <<elseif CheckEvent($priti, "Convince")>>\ You should at least attempt to convince Priti to support you. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete")>>\ Priti was clearly on Rupert's side, and you aren't really sure how you can win her support. <</if>>\ <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/Phil.jpg" width="350"> <h2>Phil</h2> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertFired") or CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave")>>\ This is the end of Phil's individual content for this update. <<elseif CheckEvent($phil, "Support")>>\ Phil has agreed to support you on the Co-op Board. <<elseif CheckEvent($phil, "Convince")>>\ Now that you have the variance, you might be able to convince Phil to support you. <<elseif CheckEvent($phil, "Visit")>>\ Phil wants you to help with obtaining an apartment variance. Not much you can do about it now though. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "ApartmentMeetingComplete")>>\ Phil is a pretty cool guy. You should speak to him about his support. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set AddEvent($dani, "DaniMeeting"); $dani.met to true; $dani.dailyEvent to false; $dani.bimbo to 5; $dani.exhibitionist to 5; $dani.slut to 5; $dani.happiness to 4; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You return home with half a dozen bagels in a paper bag, and between the rustling of the bag and the clinking of your keys, you hear a new voice in the kitchen. "...but you know what rent's like now." You walk in and see Stella, wearing a short bodycon dress, talking to a young woman. <img src="images/Dani/Meet.jpg" height="600"> Stella sees you and looks at the new woman. "Here he is" then she twists her head slightly and looks at you. "$mc.name! I'm glad you're home, I wanted you to meet Dani, an old student of mine. She's the same age as Charlotte." You walk over and shake her hand. "A pleasure to meet you, Dani." She takes your hand, shakes it, and smiles. "Mrs. Jackson has told me so much about you." You raise an eyebrow at Stella and she nods. You shrug. "Not all of it bad, I hope?" Dani laughs a little nervously. "Nah, not at all." "Dani here is starting a youth group for seniors and recent graduates, somewhere for them to get off the streets and socialize." "Oh that sounds great. How's it working out?" "Good! A lot of interest, and we have some support, all we need now is a place to meet..." There's a silence of a few seconds, before Dani stands up. "Anyway, thank you so much for seeing me Mrs. Jackson, let me know about that thing once you know. OK?" She looks at you and shakes your hand again. "Great to meet you, too, Mr. $mc.lastname." "Bye Dani!" "Goodbye, Dani." As the door closes behind her you look at Stella. "She seems nice." Stella smiles, looking at the door for a second or two before looking at you. "She is, she really is. She wasn't always the best student but she always had her heart in the right place. I know teachers aren't supposed to have favorites, but she was one of mine..." You raise one eyebrow at Stella. "It's a remarkable coincidence that she visits you just after I have bought a building. What with her looking for a space to hold her after school club..." Stella bites her lip slightly guiltily. "Yes... About that. We'd kept in contact, and you were arranging to buy it just as she was messaging me about the problems she was having... I may have been a little sneaky." You laugh and then wrap your arms around Stella. "It's alright. Now that BLC's getting better known and noticed in the community, it would be good to give a little back..." You begin to put away the bagels into the bread box, leaving one out. "You should let her know that I'm interested in the idea in principle and would like to talk to her about it." You slice open a bagel to toast it, and as you do Stella takes out her phone, presumably to text Dani. Just as the toaster pops, Stella's phone pings. As you spread some cream cheese on the bagel, Stella laughs. "What?" "Is it OK if she comes back here?" You shrug. "Sure. When?" Stella laughs. "In 15 minutes?" You sigh. "Fuck it." You take a bite of your bagel. "Is she always like this?" Stella nods. "And does she know, about...?" "Yeah. She knows why I got fired, and she knows all about the services you offer..." You look at Stella somewhat surprised. "You don't exactly try to keep it a secret, and people like to gossip. Besides, if you didn't hold your meetings at a place you have to be 21 to get into, she might even be one of your regular attendees." "Huh." You stand up and take your plate with you. "When she comes back, show her to my office, OK? Ask her if she wants a coffee or anything too." "OK, $mc.name." [[Continue|Dani Meet Finish]]

<<addhours 1>>\ About ten minutes later Stella knocks on the door, then shows Dani in. There's no coffee in her hands, but she is clutching a large pink binder. "Thank you so much for seeing me Mr. $mc.lastname!" You gesture towards the sofa near your desk and then turn around in your swivel chair to face her. "Stella tells me you're looking for a space for some sort of club?" Dani nods. "Yeah, I am. There's an afternoon club for boys, and I wanted to run one for girls. I've got some support from the City, and-" "From the City?" "Yeah, Councilmember Hernandez has agreed to get some funding for me." You nod. "Anyway, I thought we should set one up for girls too. The one at the high school cuts off when you turn 18, leaving a lot of us without anywhere really to hang out... Most of us are just bored, but some of us get into some trouble and I thought it would be good to sort that out. The boys get to do boxing at that old Puerto Rican gym down Broadway, but we have nowhere to go really." "That's unfair." "It is so unfair!" She sharply gestures towards you to emphasize her point. "Thank you!" "So what's your plan for this club?" "What do you mean?" "Like... What will you all do?" "It depends on the space, but I'd planned to create a space where we can hang out and enjoy ourselves a little, but if it would work to, like, have an exercise class like the boys, or learn things, like maybe make-up or things, you know?" You nod. "How many girls do you think would turn up?" She shrugs. "About 10-15 to start. It would mainly be my friends and friends of friends at first." "OK. And how much support has the Councilmember offered?" "$5,000 a year. Which sounds a lot, but when I began looking at things didn't seem to be that much at all. But she has said she'll help out with other things, like favors, or permits, things like that. She thinks it is unfair that the only young adult club is for boys so wants to help us." "Yeah, she can be helpful..." You stare off into space for a moment before focusing back on Dani. "So what do you want from me? Just my space?" Dani nods eagerly. "Any help you'll want to give, Mr. $mc.lastname. If we could use your space from like 4 to 7 every day that would be amaaaazing." You nod. "So, I'm OK with this in priciple-" "YAY!" Dani begins to clap gently. You hold up your finger. "But we need to work out the terms, OK?" She smiles brightly. "OK!" "I want to help you out, but I also want to make sure that it helps my business... Stella says you know what I do?" She frowns. "Yeah, you're the bimbo coach. Everyone knows what you do." You crack a smile. "So if I let you use the space, I'd basically be supporting the entire thing. I'd want it to be clear that I was the main sponsor and I'd want to be involved in it, to make sure that the club is successful." She smiles brightly. "Sure! Whatever it takes, Mr. $mc.lastname. It's nothing serious, just a little fun, right?" You smile at her. "Sure... Anyway, we will have some work to do to get the space ready. Meet me at next door tomorrow morning and we'll get started, OK?" ''Meet Dani at the building next door tomorrow to start getting the place ready. You can now see an entry for Dani in your journal.'' [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($dani, "DaniMeeting"); AddEvent($dani, "Cleaning"); $dani.dailyEvent to false; $dani.bimbo += 5; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ You arrange to meet Dani at your place before you head down to your new building. When you made the plan you had instructed her to be ready to get dirty helping you clean. When she arrives she's wearing old grey sweatpants and a stained blue hoodie. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname!" "Hey Dani. Let's get started?" "Sure!" You take her down the elevator and out and around to your building. After unlocking the front door your swing it open. "Ta da!" <img src="images/Locations/Home/OwnBuildingStart.jpg" width="600"> Your voice echoes in the room. "Think this will be suitable?" She looks around, eyeing up the room carefully but excitedly. "It's huge! But I see what you mean about it needing some work..." All around are old paint pots, wrappers, and other trash. The floor is stained and the walls are too, not to mention the cobwebs hanging in the corners and over old pallets. "We should start by tidying up the trash. I'm gonna go off and get a van so I can take all this to the dump, so I want you to get all the trash moved to just here -" You gesture to the spot by the garage door. "- so that it can be loaded easily." You take a pair of gloves out of your back pocket and chuck them at her. She fails to catch them and they just bounce off her tits. She bends down to pick them up. "Now we don't know what's in here really, so I want you to be safe. Wear the gloves, there's a dust mask in the container office, and if you come across anything that you don't know what it is - don't touch it. OK?" She nods firmly. "OK. I've got this. Thank you again, Mr. $mc.lastname." [[Go get the van|Dani Meeting Finish]]

<<addhours 2>>\ It takes you about two hours to get the van. You slowly pull into the space and see a neatly assembled pile of garbage, but no sign of Dani. You stop the van, get out, and as you hear the engine tick and crack as it cools, you call out for her. "Dani?" "In here Mr. $mc.lastname!" You look towards where the rudimentary bathroom and kitchen are. You walk in and see Dani. Her sweatpants and hoodie are on the counter and she's wearing short red shorts and a translucent white top. You can see her nipples. <img src="images/Dani/BuildingClean/Outfit.jpg" height="600"> "How's it going? All done?" She nods. "Yep! Tired though, I was running around getting everything ready, I got so hot. I only stopped for a break like seconds before you got back, seriously." "Good job... I'm just gonna go check that you got everything." You leave Dani in the kitchen and walk around. She's done a thorough job, even getting the trash that was in the back alleyway. You go back to her in the kitchen. "You got everything, thanks Dani. That went a lot quicker than I thought it would." Dani shrugs. "Never get a man to do a woman's job." You laugh. "I don't think cleaning is just a woman's job, you know." "No, but picking up after men who don't pick up after themselves is." You laugh harder and Dani giggles. Once you both stop laughing you raise your eyebrows and jerk your head in the direction of the van. "Shall we?" She shakes her head. "Just five minutes? I really did only just stop, I promise." "Yeah, OK." You sit down but Dani stays standing. "Next I'll have to clean in here, and the bathroom... Ewww. The bathroom. That will need A LOT of work. And the office too, but..." She shrugs. "That can wait I guess. But the space is cool. Really cool. Thank you again for letting me use it." "Of course Dani, it's time that I started giving back to the community." "Or at least the younger people. It's stupid that you hold your bimbo meetings in a bar, that means only over-21s can go." "I'd never really thought about it that way... Would you and your friends want to be able to attend Bimbo Life Coaching?" "Totally! Well, I mean, I would. And I know a few of my friends would. Everyone talks about it and it seems pretty cool, you know?" You nod. "I'll think about it... Anyway! Back to work!" Dani makes a groaning sound, but still chats happily as the two of you load the van. She comes with you to the dump, but she changes back into her sweatpants and hoodie before you leave. [[Home|Dani Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventFinish to false>>\ <<goto [[Home]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $dani.met>>\ <<if $dani.dailyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($dani, "DaniMeeting")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() lte 11>>\ [[Meet Dani|Dani Meeting]] <<else>>\ You have to meet Dani in the morning. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($dani, "Cleaning")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() lte 11>>\ [[Check on the building|Dani Cleaning]] <<else>>\ You have to meet Dani in the morning. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($dani, "BLCEmployeeStart")>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 16 and $gameDate.getHours() gte 18>>\ [[Invite Dani over|Dani BLC Job Training]] <<else>>\ You should meet Dani in the afternoon. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ You have already seen Dani today. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<if $dani.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Dani/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $dani.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Dani/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $dani.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Dani/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $dani.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Dani/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Dani/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <h2>Dani Mathers</h2> You met Dani as a former student of Stella. A bubbly and joyful person by nature, Dani is already more of a bimbo than most people. It's no wonder she wants to be part of BLC. <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ Dani has a big crush on you. She even gave you a blowjob at the grand opening. You have offered Dani a job working for BLC. She seems quite excited about it. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingRenovation")>>\ You're begining to think Dani might have a crush on you. <</if>>\ <h4>Body</h4> <<if $dani.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<else>>\ Dani has large, natural tits. Dani has a huge, natural ass. Dani has large, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <<if CheckEvent($dani, "BimboPath")>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="dani-bimbo-meter" @value="$dani.bimbo" max="50">$dani.bimbo</progress> <<if $dani.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<elseif $dani.bimbo gte 36>>\ <<elseif $dani.bimbo gte 26>>\ <<elseif $dani.bimbo gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="dani-slut-meter" @value="$dani.slut" max="50">$dani.slut</progress> <<if $dani.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $dani.slut gte 36>>\ <<elseif $dani.slut gte 26>>\ <<elseif $dani.slut gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="dani-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$dani.exhibitionist" max="50">$dani.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $dani.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $dani.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<elseif $dani.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<elseif $dani.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="dani-happiness-meter" @value="$dani.happiness" max="5">$dani.happiness</progress> <<switch $dani.happiness>>\ <<case 5>>\ Dani thinks the world of you. <<case 4>>\ Dani is very happy with you. <<case 3>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<case 1>>\ <</switch>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "RenovationComplete")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($dani, "BLCEmployeeTraining")>>\ This is the end of Dani's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<elseif CheckEvent($dani, "BLCEmployeeStart")>>\ Now would be a good time to invite Dani to BLC to go over her new job. <<else>>\ You don't think you can do much more with Dani until you deal with your apartment issues and open your new headquarters. <</if>>\ <<elseif $counters.get("BuildingRenovation") isnot undefined>>\ Dani, like you, is currently waiting for the renovations to be completed. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingRenovation")>>\ Dani might like to meet the renovation team as well. You're sure she will be there for the meeting. <<elseif CheckEvent($dani, "Cleaning")>>\ It seems Dani wants to help you renovate the new building. You should meet her there one morning to start. <<elseif CheckEvent($dani, "DaniMeeting")>>\ You should meet Dani one moring at you new building to show her aorund. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set RemoveEvent($dani, "Cleaning"); AddEvent($storyData, "BuildingRenovation"); $elle to $minorCharacter; $kira to $minorCharacter; $dani.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ You walk through the front door of your building. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname!" <img src="images/Dani/MeetingDesigners/Dani.jpg" height="600"> "Hey, Dani. You're here early." "Had some ideas last night. I got excited and wanted to get a head start on cleaning again." "Ideas?" "Oh you know, just things we could use the space for; girly things." "Oh." You laugh. "Well things are coming along nicely. I think it's about time to start the layout." <img src="images/Dani/MeetingDesigners/Building.jpg" height="600"> "Oh! I wanted to show you something." Dani walks over to the corner and motions for you to follow her. "I think this space would be an amazing spot for a meeting room, you could even hold your business meetings in here." "That's a good idea Dani, thanks." You walk back toward the open area of the building. "I think that's most of the cleaning for now, Dani. I'm going to have to get contractors and designers in here to finish up the rest. Can you lock up when you leave? I'm going to head downtown." "Sure thing Mr. $mc.lastname." [[Head to the designer and contracting office|Designers]]

You catch the train downtown and start walking to the contracting and business design building. Why are so many people out here? Does nobody work? You arrive at the designer office warehouse and walk inside. <img src="images/Dani/MeetingDesigners/DesignersOffice.jpg" height="600"> "Hello. Do you have an appointment?" "Oh sorry, I do not." "No problem. How can we help you today?" "I am renovating a building, well, industrial office space. I would like help designing it to be efficient and modern." "Absolutely! Let me see if any of our designers are available. Just a moment." She pulls out her IPad and starts checking some screens. "Looks like there are two different designers available, Kira or Elle. Would you like me to contact one for you?" "Sure. Umm, do either of them have specialties?" "I wouldn't say specailties, however you can check out their credentials on the wall behind you if you'd like. Also, I am terribly sorry, I did not catch your name?" "$mc.name $mc.lastname." "Just let me know who you'd like to speak to and I'll set up an appointment." [[Check the wall|Designers Choose]]

You look over at the wall with pictures and creditials of the employees. [[Look at Elle's photo|Elle Photo]] [[Look at Kira's photo|Kira Photo]] "Either one fit your needs sir?" ''WARNING: Depending on which designer you choose your encounters and building style may change.'' [[Pick Elle|Designer Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Pick Kira|Designer Finish][$passageChoice to 2]]

<img src="images/Elle/ElleBio.jpg" width= "400" height="600"> [[Look at Kira's credentials|Kira Photo]] [[Back|Designers Choose]]

<img src="images/Kira/KiraBio.jpg" width= "350" height="600"> [[Look at Elle's credentials|Elle Photo]] [[Back|Designers Choose]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $elle.met to true>>\ The girl at the desk shows you to Elle's office. "Elle?" "Yes?" "A Mr. $mc.lastname would like to speak to you about some remodeling." "Absolutely, have a seat." You walk into her office, it looks modern and well kept. You sit down and she closes the app on her computer. <img src="images/Elle/Meet.jpg" height="800"> "How can I help you Mr. $mc.lastname?" "I would like help with the design of a building I recently acquired. It will be used as a social club and meeting place." "Great! We can absolutely help with that. What is the ultimate goal here?" "I'd like it to be modern and welcoming, a nice place to hang out and spend time." "OK, we can definately do that. Do you have pictures and specs of the building? I'd also like to come take a look myself. Say, tomorrow?" "I do have a few pictures, though some are older before we did a large cleanup." You show her the pictures. "Sure, looks like a decently open space. I do have some preferred contractors we like to use. That is, if you want walls, electrics and the like run through the building." "Unfortunately, Yes I will need help with that too." You laugh. Elle chuckles a bit. "It's no problem Mr. $mc.lastname. Let's setup a time for tomorrow, say 9am? Also, I'll have a contractor come with me as well." "Perfect. Thank you for your time." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $kira.met to true>>\ The girl at the desk shows you to Kira's office. "Kira?" "Yes?" "A Mr. $mc.lastname would like to speak to you about some remodeling." "Great! Come on in and have a seat." You walk into her office, it looks modern and but a little messy. You sit down and Kira is digging through her desk looking for something. <img src="images/Kira/Meet.jpg" height="600"> "How can I help you Mr. $mc.lastname?" "I would like help with the design of a building I recently acquired. It will be used as a social club and meeting place." "Excellent!" Kira scribbles on a notepad. "I'd like it to be modern and welcoming, a nice place to hang out and spend time." "What kind of theme would you like?" "Classy, Modern; welcoming to women." "Sure. Will we need any walls, electrics, plumbing run through the building?" "Unfortunately, Yes. "It's no problem Mr. $mc.lastname. Let's setup a time for tomorrow to take a look, say 9am? I'll have a contractor come with me as well." "Perfect. Thank you for your time." <</if>>\ [[Home|Dani Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($natalie, "Subway"); $natalie.met to true; $natalie.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ "Whoa, HEY!" "Sorry, sorry *sniff* I'll buy you a new coffee." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Natalie/Crying.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "It's alright.. are you OK?" "Yeah those guys over there were just being assholes." [[Yell out to the guys harassing her|Natalie Intro Defend]] [[Tell her you are sorry and keep walking|Downtown]]

You look down the street. <img src="images/Natalie/Natalie2.jpg" width="700" alt="Natalie2"> "Hey you little pricks stop harassing her!" They yell back. "Get fucked!" "It's alright, you didn't have to do that. I am Natalie by the way." "Nice to meet you Natalie, but that is no way to talk to anyone, let alone a pretty lady such as yourself." "Ha, that's funny. I am far from pretty." "Don't sell yourself short." "Trust me, you are crazy. People are always making fun of me." "You mean like those guys?" "Pretty much, they are always calling me "stick", "flat", "Skittles". You know, anything derogatory they can come up with." You think to yourself, well there are easy ways to fix that. "Trust me those guys are just assholes. Want me to walk you home?" "Sure, we can walk and chat." You walk down the street with her toward her apartment. [[Continue down the street|Natalie Intro Walking]]

You chit chat with Natalie on the way as you walk up to a modern looking apartment right next to the shopping center. "This is me." <img src="images/Natalie/Natalie3.jpg" width="700" alt="Natalie3"> You look back at Natalie. <img src="images/Natalie/Natalie1.jpg" width="600" alt="Natalie1"> "Well, Thank you." "No Problem, glad I could cheer you up. This is quite a nice place you've got." "Yeah, thanks, not really mine. My dad owns it. He owns a ton of property here." "That's awesome, I'd love to live in a place like this." "Well I've got to run, not to be creepy but can I get your number? Maybe we can get coffee some time." "Sure thing, I do love coffee." Natalie takes your number into her phone and walks to her apartment. "Thanks again, see ya." You walk back toward downtown and thought she was such a nice girl. But you couldn't stop yourself from thinking about how to enhance her body to solve her problems. [[Downtown]]

<<set RemoveEvent($natalie, "Subway"); AddEvent($natalie, "OperationEmail"); $natalie.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ You walk over to the girl who looks like Natalie from downtown. "Hey Nat." She gets scared as you walk up. "HEY!" She looks angry and defensive at first. <img src="images/Natalie/Natalie4.jpg" width="600" alt="Natalie4"> "Oh hi $mc.name. Sorry, I didn't know it was you." "Are you always so jumpy?" "Like I said, people in Manhattan are not always nice." "I was just going to ask if you'd like to get some coffee." "Sure, I just got off work. Let me change real quick and we can catch the train to BR?" "Let's do it." Natalie quickly changes in the bathroom and meets you by the train stop. [[Catch the train to Downtown with Natalie|Natalie BR Coffee]]

You get off the train and head downtown with Natalie. <img src="images/Natalie/Natalie5.jpg" width="700" alt="Natalie5"> The two of you chat about the local area as you walk to BR Coffee. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/BlackRockCoffee2.jpg" width="700" alt="Coffee2"> "Finally." "I love this place, it smells great." You both order coffee, and start chatting about life in general. "So $mc.name, what do you do?" "Ah, that's an interesting question." "Why?" "I'm a consultant." You said that as you sort of grinned. "OK... Consulting in what?" "A life consultant" you quickly responded. "OK, what kind of life consulting? Like, parenting or something?" "I'd say more of a self esteem coach for women." "I could use some of that in my life." "I'm not sure my consulting is your... type." "Oh really? I have a type now?" Natalie does not look amused. "That's not what I meant, Sorry." Shit, she's going to drag this out of me. "I meant I work with women to change their posture, attitude, and appearance; to be more, Desirable" Natalie chokes on her coffee. "Oh really now, and what do you know about women and how to be desirable?" "Well." You pull out your phone. "Here are some of the women I consult." You flash a few before and after pictures. "Wow, they are beautiful." Natalie pauses for a second before blurting out "consult me." You laugh, thinking she's joking. "I'm serious, tell me the truth doctor." "Um. How about we talk about it later?" Natalie starts to look frustrated. "I'm dead serious, give it to me straight." "Fine, I think you have a good personality, but your body could use some work." "I agree. So let's do it." "This is moving pretty fast, but take this card. It's for a plastic surgeon here in downtown. Go see him and let me know what you think." You hand her the card. She looks it over and smiles. "I really have to go, but thanks for this. I'll let you know how it goes." Natalie takes off. [[Downtown]]

<<set RemoveEvent($natalie, "OperationEmail"); AddEvent($natalie, "TransformMeet"); >>\ Natalie Texts you. Hey $mc.name, I did it! Did what? I got the operation. Wait, what? What operation. Boobs. I didn't think you were serious. 100%, and I feel great. Dr. Yanovic did a great job. That's great Natalie, I couldn't be happier for you. Still a bit sore, but maybe we could meet up in a few days? Sounds great, Just let me know when and where. OK :) [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($natalie, "TransformMeet"); AddEvent($natalie, "CosplayText"); $natalie.weeklyEvent to false; $natalie.transformLevel to 1; >>\ Natalie Texts you again. You want to meet up? Sure, you feeling better? Yep, meet me at BR coffee? Now? Yep. I am already here. On my way. [[Meet Natalie|Natalie Transform Meet Coffee]]

<<addhours 2>>\ As you walk up to the coffee shop you think you see Natalie waiting. "Natalie?" She turns around. <img src="images/Natalie/Natalie Transform1/1.jpg" width="400"> "$mc.name! Hi, and you can call me Nat if you'd like." "Wow, you look stunning." Your eyes are glued to her chest. You can clearly tell she had a boobjob; not too big, not too small. She's also wearing a push-up bra. You look up at her face. Natalie is smiling ear to ear, clearly noticing your infatuation with her boobs. "Thank you!" "Are you feeling well?" "Yeah I feel great. Healed super fast. Here, I got you a coffee, same thing you ordered last time." "Oh, thank you. You didn't have to do that." "Least I could do after helping me." You laugh and take a drink of your coffee. "All I did was hand you a business card Nat." "Well, I wanted to say thank you in person. Also, would you like to come an event on Wednesday?" "An event? What kind?" "More of a convention. It's here downtown." "Sure I'm game." Some guys walk past eyeing up Natalie, eyes glued to her chest. She looks over grinning. <img src="images/Natalie/Natalie Transform1/2.jpg"> "I see your plan has worked." "It better have for how much I paid." Natalie laughs. "It gave me some confidence too. No more bullies." "That's great Nat." "But really, you should come Wednesday. I think you will have a good time." "I'll be there." After a few more minutes conversation you excuse yourself. [[Home|Natalie Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($ana, "BimboTalk"); AddEvent($ana, "CharlotteMeet"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; $ana.bimbo to 1; $ana.exhibitionist to 1; $ana.slut to 1; >>\ <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/CoffeeShop.jpg" width="600"> "Hey $mc.name, what's up?" "Not much, you?" "Same shit different day. I see you with a bunch of basic bitches down at the Squeaky Bunker a few nights back?" You laugh. "Bimbos. They prefer to be called bimbos." "The fuck?" "No kidding. Bimbos. Anyway, lemme just get a tap water?" She grabs a small plastic glass and fills it under the tap. "Sure thing, $mc.name." As you walk away you hear here muttering at the bottom of her voice. "Bimbos. What kinda shit..." [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "CharlotteMeet"); AddEvent($ana, "Sunglasses"); $mc.cash -= 5; $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ As you walk in to get a coffee you see an unexpected sight: Charlotte and Ana, talking casually at the counter. The place is quiet and it seems like they've been chatting for a while. You're surprised because you wouldn't think they had all that much in common, what with Ana's disdain for 'basic bitches'. As you approach you see Ana quickly raise her eyebrows, and Charlotte turns around too look at you. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname! I'm just talking with Ana for the first time. Isn't she great?" <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Ana/CharlotteTransform.jpg" width="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/StellaEmail/Makeup.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ Ana smirks. "Hey, uh, $mc.name." You can almost hear the quotation marks around her use of your first name. <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/CharlotteMeet.jpg" width="600"> "Anyway, I've gotta rush, but I hope you can find what you're looking for, Ana. Talk soon!" Charlotte bounces on her tiptoes and gives you a kiss on the cheek before rushing out with her coffee. You and Ana share mutually evaluating looks at each other in silence, until you hear the door close behind Charlotte. "So she's one of your bimbos." "Yup." You nod slowly. "I'll just get a black Americano." Ana turns around and begins to make the espresso shot for your coffee. When she's done, and she's about to hand over the coffee, she holds onto it for a second."I didn't hate her, if that's what you're wondering. She was kinda nice." "I'm glad you think so... Was she helping you find something?" Ana looks a little embarassed, but being the woman she is she reacts to that by clenching her jaw and looking you right in the eye. "My cousin, dumb bitch that she is, is marrying some asshole from Long Island. They're having this fancy ass wedding out at some golf course and I gotta get all done up..." "So?" Ana shrugs. "I liked her lipstick." Ana turns around and begins to wipe the counter, but doesn't finish talking. "Could be kinda fun, you know?" You take that as your cue to end the conversation. [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "Sunglasses"); AddEvent($ana, "StreetChat"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; $ana.bimbo += 1; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ "My boss is pissed at you, but he don't know it's you he should be pissed at." You look up from your book to see Ana standing there, with her usual no-nonsense look. <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/Sunglasses.jpg" width="600"> "What?" "You know what heels do to these floors? You know how expensive these floors are?" "Ahhhhh. All the basic bitches that are running around the neighborhood now." Ana laughs. "Hey, they prefer to be called bimbos." She goes to turn around and ignore you again but you talk to her before she's can. "Nice sunglasses! They new?" She lifts her chin once in agreement. "Yeah. I got them in the city a few days ago. They kinda suit me, right?" "Yeah, they make you look really pretty." Her eyes narrow in annoyance, until you lift one eyebrow and she realizes that you're fucking with her. "Nah, but seriously, they look good on you. Kinda badass." Ana says nothing, but when you leave after finishing your chapter she shouts "Later!" at you as you walk away. [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<set $eventFinish to false>>\ <<goto [[Coffee Shop]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $ana.met and $ana.dailyEvent>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 6 and CheckEvent($ana, "BimboTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to Ana|Ana Bimbo Talk]] <<elseif $charlotte.trainingComplete and CheckEvent($ana, "CharlotteMeet")>>\ [[You see Ana and Charlotte talking at the counter|Ana Charlotte Meet]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Sunglasses")>>\ [[Ana stops you to talk|Ana Sunglasses]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "StreetChat") and CheckEvent($ana, "TanChat") and $yanovic.met>>\ [[Ana bumps into you as you leave|Ana Street Chat]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Hair")>>\ [[Charlotte and you bump into Ana|Ana Hair]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Clothing")>>\ [[You see Ana wearing new clothes|Ana Clothing]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Raffle")>>\ [[Sit down for a coffee|Ana Raffle]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit")>>\ [[Meet Ana|Ana Coffee Shop Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit2")>>\ [[Meet Ana|Ana Coffee Shop Visit 2]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "StreetChat"); RemoveEvent($ana, "TanChat"); AddEvent($ana, "Hair"); $mc.cash -= 4; $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Ana wasn't working in the coffee shop today, but you sat down and enjoyed your book anyway. As you're leaving you see Ana striding up the street. <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/StreetChat.jpg" height="600"> Ana shouts down the block to you. "Yo! Brooklyn's Bimbo Boss!" She stands still and waits for you to approach her. "How's it going?" "Good, I missed you, change your shifts?" "Nah, just today, Tommy needed to go to a doctor's appointment or some shit like that. Switched with him. He's a pussy anyway, so if I didn't I would have been stuck listening to how his latest show was awesome for six fucking hours. Or worse, how his girlfriend sucks" She puts on a little whiny voice when she says 'how his girlfriend sucks.' "Anyway, what's this?" She points to the folders in your arms. "BLC stuff. A gin company is doing a little promo at next week's session.". You open up the folder and show her a mockup of an art nouveau style poster of the gin bottle, complete with a flowing blonde haired bimbo drawn into the frame. "Cool art." "Want some free gin?" She smiles. "If you drop it off to me, sure. But you ain't getting me through that fucking door." You laugh. "I'll see if there's any leftovers." You start walking away, but Ana doesn't move. "Hey." You turn back around. "Do you fuck, like, all of those bitches?" You shrug. "Some of them." Ana bites her lower lip then smiles widely. "Yeahhhhhhh!" She gives you a thumbs up then heads into the cafe. [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "Hair"); AddEvent($ana, "Clothing"); $mc.cash -= 10; $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ "So I let him touch my knee, but he was kinda ugly, so I-" Charlotte's eyes widen, then she sticks her hand up in the air and begins to wave. "Oh my God! Ana! Ana!" You turn around. <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/Hair.jpg" height="600"> Ana looks... Different. "Ana!" Ana looks over, dead in the eyes, but smiles. She begins to walk over, a dishtowel over her shoulder. "Hey $mc.name, hey-" "Oh my God, Ana, your hair, you look so good. So so good. Doesn't she look good Mr. $mc.lastname? Seriously, who did it? Was it for the wedding? How was the wedding?" Ana laughs and points at Charlotte's empty cup of coffee. "This your fifth cup of the day?" You all laugh, including Charlotte. "Fuck you Ana! I'm just being nice." Charlotte pushes the empty chair at your table away. "Got a moment to sit down. Was it for the wedding?" "Nah, too busy, but the wedding was fine. Even got compliments on that lipstick you told me to buy." Charlotte claps her hands. "Amazing! I bet you killed it Ana." Ana nods and crosses her arms in front of her. "Yeah." "I'm gonna go shopping soon. Wanna come with me?" Ana looks at you a little embarrassed, but shrugs. "Maybe. Text me. Anyway, gotta work." Ana turns around and walks to the counter. When Ana isn't looking Charlotte leans in and whispers. "You aren't the only one with projects, Mr. $mc.lastname." [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "Clothing"); AddEvent($ana, "Raffle"); $mc.cash -= 5; $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You head to the coffee shop and, as you do, you see Ana walking in to work too. <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/Clothing.jpg" height="600"> She looks... Amazing. You catch up to her at the corner, and begin walking to Henrique's together. She looks at your face. "Fuck you." You laugh. "You went shopping with Charlotte I see. She really got her claws into you." "Fuck you. And fuck you twice, cuz I picked all this shit out, Charlotte just gave my picks a thumbs up or thumbs down." You nod. "Cool. That's cool. But, seriously... You look great." Against her own will Ana cracks a smile."Well, still fuck you, but... Thanks... These shoes are a bitch, though. How the fuck does Charlotte wear heels all the time? Do her feet not kill?" "Nah, they're murder, but the sacrifices she makes for beauty..." You whistle through your teeth. "Well, shit. Gotta up my game then." You shake your head. "Don't try and compete with a bimbo on sacrifices for beauty, you'll lose." "Fuck you again..." Ana pushes open the door to Henrique's and walks in first. She strides towards the counter and you follow, without even looking at you she shouts. "Your usual, I got it." You leave a $5 bill by the register then go and sit down. [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "Raffle"); AddEvent($ana, "RaffleWinner"); $mc.cash -= 5; $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You take your usual table, but this time it's covered in crumbs. You push them off to the other side of the table and get out your laptop. After about half an hour Ana comes up to your table. "Hey $mc.name..." She looks at the table. "Fuck." She walks back to the counter, grabs her cloth, then comes over. She begins to clean off your table. "Thanks, Ana." You say this still typing, not looking at her. "What you working on?" You stop typing. "Untangling a shitshow that's turned out to be more trouble than it's worth." "Yeah?" She sweeps the crumbs into her hand. "Yeah. I've signed up to do a raffle giveaway with this plastic surgeon in the city. He's great, one of the best in the world. But turns out it's legally complicated." "What, the surgery?" You snort through your nose and look at Ana. "Nah. The raffle. Even if I were giving away a free coffee it'd be complicated. Too much like gambling." Ana laughs. "What's the giveaway anyway?" You look at her and put on a lopsided smile."Breast enhancements. If you enter it and win, you get a free pair of new tits. No cash, whatever size and style you want that's safe." Ana dumps the crumbs in a trashcan nearby, then rubs her hands together to get rid of the last few crumbs. "Different styles?" "Yeah. Some implants make your tits hard, the really fake looking ones. Some implants try to look more natural, to make it look like you've got natural tits. Just, like, bigger ones that you naturally have." "Cool. Cool. This for your bimbos?" You shrug. "It was supposed to be, but under the law anyone can enter it." Ana nods, then walks back to the counter. [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Sleep Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $ana.dailyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "RaffleWinner")>>\ [[You ring an unknown number|Ana Raffle Winner]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Operation") or CheckEvent($ana, "AnaText") or CheckEvent($ana, "AnaReturnText")>>\ [[You get a text from Ana|Ana Text]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "StripClubText")>>\ [[You wake up to a text from Ana|Ana Stripclub Text]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "RaffleWinner"); AddEvent($ana, "Operation"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Last night you held the raffle with Dr. Yanovic at your usual meeting spot. Almost as many bimbos as you've ever been in contact with attended, each clutching their raffle ticket. There were other prizes, of course, but the main prize was the free breast enhancement surgery. Dr. Yanovic even turned up in full medical garb, ready to begin the consultation then and there. You called out the number, but no one claimed it. You called it out again, but still not claimant, even after you asked everyone to double check their tickets. You joked that whoever it was must have forgotten to turn up, and you were thankful that you'd collected contact details for everyone that signed up. The winner, however, had just provided a phone number, even though they'd signed up for the giveaway online. Rather than call them late at night you decide to wait until tomorrow. Once you've taken care of your morning routine you settle down at your desk, deciding to start by calling the winner of the raffle. You dial the number and it begins to ring. Within a few seconds someone picks up. "Yo. Who's this?" "Hi, this is..." It takes you a second but you realize that you recognize that voice. "Ana?" There's a silence at the other end. "Uhhh... $mc.name? How did you get my number?" "I... You..." You push air through your teeth and whistle. Charlotte must have put Ana's number in without telling her. "You, uh, you won the raffle. For the boobjob." You wait for Ana to scream down the phone, and wonder where you'll get your coffee from now. "I did? I won that? Fuck!" "Look, I'm sorry Ana, I can do the draw again, I'll talk to Charlotte-" "What? Shut up. Why the fuck would you draw again?" "Because, well, because Charlotte did this without telling you?" "You're an idiot. You think she'd do that without me knowing? I just didn't want you to know if I didn't actually win." "So... You're happy?" "I won a free boobjob, dipshit. You think I'd be unhappy?" "I mean... I assumed you would be." She sighs down the line. "I'm not working today. Meet me at the coffee shop." She hangs up, not telling you when, but you get dressed and head out. [[Continue|Ana Raffle Winner Finish]]

She's already waiting outside by the time you get there. <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/Raffle.jpg" height="600"> "So when can I get my big ass new titties?" You sit down next to her and stare at her for a moment. "You know, seriously, I'm surprised you're so down for this. You really didn't strike me as the bimbo type." She scoffs. "I'm not. Fuck that. But I can want big tits without being a bimbo, can't I? Nothing wrong with that. Everyone likes big tits. I like big tits. You like big tits." She points at a man walking past and yells at him. "Hey! You like big tits?" He shrugs, nods, says nothing, and speeds up. "Yeah, see, he likes big tits too." She turns and looks at you."So I want my big tits. I talked to Charlotte about it. I know what I'm doing. And I want them even if I'm not no bimbo. OK?" You widen your eyes and hold up your hands to surrender. "OK, OK, OK. I got you." "So how does it work?" "Well, you can get whatever you want done, whenever you want. You just gotta agree to have some photos taken after you're all healed." "What kind of photos?" "Not necessarily topless, but it's gotta be clear that you've got a new pair, you know?" Her eyes narrow. "Who gets 'em? Who takes 'em?" "Me and the doctor get them, I take them. For promo stuff." She nods and says nothing, and looks away from you. "That sound OK?" She turns back to look at you and her eyes narrow. "Fuck it. Deal. You gonna book me in to the doctor?" "What, now?" "It's my day off. I wanna get going with this." "Fuck it." You call Dr. Yanovic and ask if he has time to meet Ana today. He does, and after you get off the phone you explain to her how to get to his office. Later that evening you get a text from Ana. Got your number off Charlotte on for tomorrow getting legit double Ds [[Home|Ana Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if CheckEvent($ana, "Operation")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($ana, "Operation"); AddEvent($ana, "AnaText"); AddEvent($ana, "Surgery"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ You wake up to a message from Ana, sent at around 7:30. Wish me luck At about 10 you get a text from Charlotte. Im with Ana Shes good Like Delirious These drugs are no joke But dr Y says that it went great <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "AnaText")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($ana, "AnaText"); AddEvent($ana, "AnaReturnText"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ You get a text from Ana. Gonna be free tomorrow boring shit say hi to Charlotte Happy to hear you're OK! Recovering well? What size did you go for? double d <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "AnaReturnText")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($ana, "AnaReturnText"); AddEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ You get a text from Ana. Back home today thanks for the free tits drop by coffee shop tomorrow if you wanna see me <</if>>\ [[Home|Ana Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit"); AddEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit2"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ You can't find Ana in the coffee shop, so you text her. Hey where are you? <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<timed 3s transition>>\ <<audio "RecText" play>>\ Boss wasn't too happy with me today, sent me home. <<next>>\ Huh? <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<next>>\ I don't think he liked the new tats\ <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <<next>>\ Wait what? What tats? <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<next>>\ You'll see soon enough. <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <</timed>>\ [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit2"); RemoveEvent($ana, "Surgery"); AddEvent($ana, "Fired"); AddEvent($ana, "OtherCoffeeShop"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; $ana.transformLevel to 1; >>\ You head to the coffee shop just to see Ana's new body. Again she isn't here. You text her again. Your still not back to work?. <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<timed 2s transition>>\ Nah he's being a douche, fired me. Whatever, check it out. <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <<next>>\ <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <img src="images/Ana/Text/1.jpg" width="600"> <<next>>\ Well? What do you think? <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <<next>>\ Looking good, I like it. <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<next>>\ I've decided I really like Tattoos. Not sure my boss will though. Fuck 'em. <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <<next>>\ Purple suits you. <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <<next>>\ Nerd. <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <<next>>\ <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <img src="images/Ana/Text/2.jpg" width="600"> <<next>>\ Wow you weren't kidding. <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<next>>\ You said that like it's a bad thing. <<audio "RecText" play>>\ <<next>>\ No No. I think you look sexy as hell. <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<next>>\ Uh Huh. <<audio "SendText" play>>\ <<next>>\ <</timed>>\ [[Return|Ana Coffee Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "OtherCoffeeShop"); $counters.set("AnaTrip", 0); >>\ As you continue into the coffee shop, my god that ass... <img src="images/Ana/CoffeeShop/OtherCoffeeShop.jpg" width="600"> wait... Ana...? Oh hey $mc.name, you come here too? This is my new spot. Just came to grab a coffee before I go catch my plane. Going on a mini vaycay. Oh nice, you look great by the way. Thanks, I gotta run though. I'll be back in a few days. See ya! [[Return|Black-Rock Coffee Shop]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $ana.dailyEvent and $ana.weeklyEvent>>\ <<if $counters.get("AnaTrip") gte 2>>\ [[You recieve a Text from Ana|Ana Return E-mail]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "ParkDate")>>\ [[Go meet Ana|Ana Park Date]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "BuildingVisit") and _randomDay is 5>>\ [[You and Charlotte are laying around the house|Ana & Charlotte]] <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "StripClubRebecaText") and _randomDay is 5>>\ [[Rebeca texts you about Ana|Ana Rebeca Text]] <<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 and CheckEvent($ana, "StripClub")>>\ [[See Ana at the stripclub|Ana Dance]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set AddEvent($ana, "ParkDate"); $counters.delete("AnaTrip"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ Hey $mc.name, I'm back in town. Want to meet up tomorrow? Sure. When & where? idk let's hangout though. Central park? You start to type "its a date" and erase it. Where you want to meet? There's a bus that goes from downtown. Meet me there between 10 and 11. See you tomorrow. [[Home|Ana Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "ParkDate"); AddEvent($ana, "Return"); AddEvent($ana, "SecondDate"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You ride the Subway to Downtown and arrive at the Bus Station. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/BusStation.jpg" width="600"> As you walk in you can not see Ana. You look at the board and see the bus for central park is in terminal 2, so you walk over. As you approach you think you see Ana standing next to the bus, grinning as she sees you. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Meet.jpg" width="300"> "Yo, look who it is. Brooklyn's Bimbo Kingpin!" You look around embarassed as she yelled to you and start laughing. "Was that neccessary?" As you walk up Ana gives you a hug. "OK, coach. I'll try not to yell to the world that you buy girls fake tits." "Thanks." "Hey everyone! He bought me fake tits!" Ana busts up laughing. Oh my god. You start walking toward the bus. She follows you chuckling. You wait at the door for her. "Ladies first." "Oh I'm a lady now?" Ana walks past you and gets on the bus, the two of you being the first to board. As Ana walks back to find the seat she wants, she spins around in the aisle. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Bus.jpg" width="400"> "So Bimbo guru, whatcha think?" "What?" You laugh. "Oh please, we both know you've been judging me since you saw me." "I'm not that shallow Ana." Ana starts tugging at her skirt. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Bus2.jpg" width="400"> "Really Ana, here?" "Just having a little fun. I mean you paid for them you could at least admire the work." "You look great now please." You start laughing, slightly embarassed. Ana spins back around toward the back of the bus. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Bus3.jpg" width="400"> "Like the panties?" You walk up and smack her beautiful, firm ass, causing Ana to moan. She starts pulling her skirt up. "Yes. I like them; good choice in the leather. Your ass looks good too." "Thanks." Ana looks back and grins at you. "Been working out. You know, maintaining my appearance and all." "Reading some of my material are we?" "Charlotte may have sent me a thing or two." You both laugh. The bus quickly fills up and you are on your way. "And no, don't get any ideas. Her style is a bit much for me." "Got it." "Taking notes?" "You never know." You change the subject. "Have you been to the park before?" "Only once. I always tend to get busy and usually don't want to deal with all the people." "Looks like we are almost there." [[Get off the bus|Ana Park Date Park]]

You hop off the bus as it pulls up to the park. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Park.jpg" width="600"> "So pretty here." "Yeah. It's only downfall is all the people; at least it's not that crowded today." <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Park2.jpg" width="600"> You point to the right where there is less of a crowd. "Shall we take this path?" Ana's always for dealing with less annoying people. "For sure." "I feel like I've known you for awhile now, but I dont really know you. You know what I mean?" "Yeah, I can see that, Mr. 'The usual please'." "Speaking of, what's going on? I havn't seen you there in quite awhile." "At the coffee shop? Well at first douche was just being an A-hole saying I was being unreasonable with my appearance and style. Then he just up and fired me last week." "For what?" "Me being me I guess." "Mmm. You know, you could always come work at BLC. I could use a friendly face." "Oh yeah, Ana the Bimbo Queen; I can see it now. Yeah, No. Thanks for the offer though." Ana laughs. "Just trying to help." You chuckle as well knowing full well she wasn't going to come work for you. You continue walking down the path talking about her work situation. Ana confides that she is short on cash and that losing her job was not the best thing to happen. You try to cheer her up and also take this time to get to know her better. "Wow thats dope. Look at this arch." <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Park3.jpg" width="600"> "It's beautiful." "I wonder how old it is." You walk with Ana under the arch, she seems happy to be with you. "Almost time to get back to the bus." "Let's hit it 'Kingpin'." [[Head back to the bus|Ana Park Date Bus]]

<<addhours 2>>\ You walk back to the bus chatting with Ana and board it for the trip home. "That was fun." "Yeah, it was nice to get out of town." "I enjoyed our talk." "Me too, thanks for listening to me whine about how unfair life is." "It's all good. That manager really fucked you, but you'll be alright." "I know. I'll figure it out. Shame the fun had to end though; wish there were more hours in the day sometimes." ''Warning: If you choose "Agree with Ana", she will become more independent. If you choose to hit on Ana, she will become more slutty. You may not have a chance to reverse this decision later.'' [[Hit on Ana|Ana Park Date Sex][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Agree with Ana and head home|Ana Park Date Sex][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $ana.slut += 1>>\ You joke around with Ana and she smiles. "The fun doesn't have to end. We could go to a bar or something." "Are you asking me out on a date Bimbo Master?" You laugh a little bit. "Sure, why not?" Ana nustles up against you smiling. "You can't change me $mc.name, I'll never be one of your bimbos." Jokingly, you reply, "Whatever, you know you want to be just like Charlotte." You both laugh. "I think it's you who wants me to be like Charlotte." Ana looks over at you with a naughty grin. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/BusLook.jpg" width="300"> "I mean Charlotte's a nice girl, but there can only be one Charlotte in a man's life." "Right. Of course you wouldn't want every girl to be like her... I can be a little bit of a good girl too." Ana slides her hand over your pants towards your crotch and starts rubbing back and forth. "Been awhile? You're rock hard already." "Teasing me isn't nice Ana." "Who said I'm teasing you?" Ana unzips your pants and pulls out your cock. "I didn't take you for an exhibitionist." "Feel good or something?" Ana slides her mouth over the head of your cock and starts playing with her tongue. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Blowjob.jpg" width="600"> You can barely contain yourself with excitement. Ana lifts her head and you here a pop from her mouth. She looks at you, smiles, goes right back down onto your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You look up and see the guy infront of you looking back. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/OtherGuy.jpg" width="600"> You try to cover Ana. "Enjoying the view?" He turns around without saying anything. Ana continues to suck as you quietly groan and even though you are trying to hold it in, you can't and cum in her mouth. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Blowjob2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You look up; the guy in front is just staring at the two of you again. Ana does not even stop and just keeps sucking your cock. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/OtherGuy2.jpg" width="600"> You nudge Ana as she pulls her head up, mouth and chin covered in slobber and cum. She giggles and looks forward. <img src="images/Ana/ParkDate/Notice.jpg" width="600"> You both seem giddy as the busn arrives downtown. You can't keep your eyes off Ana but she is acting like nothing happened. <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ The bus has nearly arrived back at downtown. "That was really fun $mc.name. Thanks for keeping me company dude." "Anytime Ana." "I think I'm just going to have to look for a new job downtown or something." "Plenty of opportunities around this area, it's growing pretty fast. I will miss the usual coffee experiences." "If you see anything text me, I'll be looking." "Of course." <</if>>\ [[Get off at the bus stop|Ana Park Date Finish]]

<<addhours 1>>\ You step off the bus with Ana. "Well thanks for the company. I needed a day out to release some stress." Ana shrugs. "So did you apparently." <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ The guy who sat infront of you walks past and Ana rubs the top of his head. "Some day." <</if>> You laugh. "Drinks?" "I really should get going sorry." "All good." Ana turns around and starts walking away. "You have a good rest of your day BM." "BM?" Ana yells back and starts laughing. "Bimbo Master!" "You know it." [[Home|Ana Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $ana.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<if $ana.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Ana/StatTransform5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $ana.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Ana/StatTransform4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $ana.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Ana/StatTransform3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $ana.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Ana/StatTransform2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Ana/StatTransform1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $ana.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Ana/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Ana/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h2>Ana</h2> You first met Ana at your local coffee shop. She has a laid-back and down-to-earth attitude which you find refreshing. <<if CheckEvent($ana, "Hairdresser")>>\ Ana has finally found a job she likes as a hairdresser. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Fired")>>\ Ana has been fired from the coffee shop due to her new looks. She is currently looking for a new career. <<else>>\ Ana works at your local coffee shop. <</if>>\ <h4>Body</h4> <<if $ana.transformLevel is 1>>\ Ana has big, fake tits. Ana has a big, fake ass. <<else>>\ Ana has small, natural tits. Ana has a small, natural ass. <</if>>\ Ana has big, natural lips. <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($ana, "Hairdresser")>>\ This is the end of Ana's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Fired")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "HairdresserJob")>>\ Maybe Ana has found a job downtown somewhere. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "StripClubText")>>\ Ana is looking for a new job. You wonder what she will think of. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "StripClubRebecaText")>>\ Ana is going to talk to Rebeca about stripping. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "StripClub")>>\ Ana's first performance at the strip club is tonight. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "BuildingVisit")>>\ Being such good friends, Charlotte might want to show Ana the new building. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "OtherCoffeeShop")>>\ You wouldn't be surprised if Ana found a new coffee shop to frequent now. <<elseif $counters.get("AnaTrip") isnot undefined>>\ Ana is currently taking a mini vacation and should be back after a couple of weeks. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "ParkDate")>>\ Ana invited you on a day trip to the park. Fun. <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "BimboTalk") is false>>\ <<if $mc.fame lt 6>>\ It is unlikely Bimbo Life Coach has become well known enough for Ana to have heard about it. <<else>>\ Given how popular BLC has become, you're sure Ana would have encountered some of your clients. <</if>>\ <<elseif $charlotte.trainingComplete is false>>\ If you want to get anywhere with Ana, you might need to introduce her to a fully trained bimbo. Charlotte for instance. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "StreetChat") and CheckEvent($ana, "TanChat") is false>>\ You want to hold an event near the coffee shop, but you should at least follow up your council meeting with Tan first. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "RaffleWinner")>>\ You should call the raffle winner in the morning. You wonder who it could be? <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "Operation")>>\ Ana is going to be getting new implants any day now. <<elseif CheckEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit") or CheckEvent($ana, "CoffeeShopVisit2")>>\ You wonder how different it will be to see the 'new' Ana working the same job. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($ana, "Surgery")>>\ Ana is currently getting those new tits she won. She'll probably call you about it. <<else>>\ Ana works at your local coffee shop every day. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

"Here you are." You hand Hang the glass of water, then sit down on the same sofa as her. She turns toward you and sits crosslegged facing you. "Thank you, $mc.name. I have missed dancing." You chuckle. "I'm sorry that you are only getting to dance with a bad dancer." She nods thoughtfully. "Yes, but you will get better." You laugh, and she looks at you, then giggles as a smile creeps across your face. "I haven't forgotten the other part of our bargain, you know." Hang looks a little worried for a moment, but then nods. "OK. What are you going to teach me?" "Today? Nothing, or at least I don't have a lesson planned out, if that's what you mean. But do you have any questions? Aren't you curious about who I coach, what I'm coaching, how they end up?" "I suppose." "So ask me any questions you have, I'll answer them. Honestly." You look at Hang and she stares back into your eyes, before she begins to look up at the ceiling. A long, pregnant silence passes before Hang looks back at you. "When did you start?" "June. I held my first session down at the bar." She nods, then there is another long silence. "Do you enjoy it?" You let a little snort of laughter come out of your nose. "I love it. I'm the happiest I've ever been." "Why do you love it?" "Well... I... I suppose I love bimbos, you know? I have always had a thing for women who look like that, who behave like that, and I kept on ruining relationships by pushing my girlfriends to become bimbos. But that wasn't fair, and it wasn't really satisfying for me either. Getting paid to do it, though, and getting to help women realize their aims is really fulfilling. Plus I find it really hot." Hang laughs. "But, yeah. That's why." "Why do they want to be bimbos? What is a bimbo, really? Tan just says they are dumb sluts, but if they are wanting to do this..." Her voice trails off. "A bimbo is a woman who tries to be her best self, who brings joy to others, and isn't ashamed of sex and sexuality. Someone who trusts that, one way or another, she will be taken care of. Tan might think they're dumb sluts, but I think she's wrong. They're certainly not dumb. And, well... It's not bad to be a slut, is it?" "It isn't?" You shake your head. "Of course not. If you're having fun, and you're making sure other people are having fun, how could it be wrong?" Hang looks down. "I used to be called a slut. I used to hang about with boys and have fun. Until Rupert married me my parents worried that no one would ever take me in." "I'm sorry." Hang looks up at gives you a weak smile. "Anyway, I don't-" You interrupt her. "Did you enjoy it? Apart from what people thought, did you enjoy it?" "What?" "Being a slut." Hang looks offended. "I wasn't a slut, I-" "There's nothing wrong with being or not being a slut. But if other people hadn't treated you badly, did you like it?" She purses her lips, but evidently decides not to hold on to her offense. "I did." "Why? "I... I liked how people wanted to talk to me, to be nice to me. I liked how the boys learned to dance so they could dance with me and show off that I would dance with them." "How did you dress?" "What do you mean?" "Did you dress up well? What did you try to look like?" She laughs and shuffles a little closer to you. "I would wear thin dresses, short dresses. Not boring shirts and big trousers." You stand up. "Come with me." You take her by the hand and walk down to an empty bedroom. You slide open the walk-in closet, filled with dresses and women's clothes, the detritus of girlfriends past. "A lot of these should fit you. I want you to put on a dress that you would have worn before, and then come and dance with me." She looks nervously between you and the dresses. "OK?" "OK." You leave her to it and go back to the living room to sit down. About 15 minutes later she walks out. She's wearing a short, but simple, blue dress and black heels. She steps out nervously. "Wow. You look great." She blushes. "No, I..." She goes to turn back around but you take her by the hand. You place your hand on her waist, the begin to count out a rhythm. "1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3..." You lead and she dances, and begins to smile. "See? Don't you feel good?" She says nothing but she smiles up at you. You continue to dance for a little while, to a silent beat you both hear in your heads. "But you like to show off a little, right?" "Yes." "So show off for me." You step back, and lean against a pillar. She stands there awkwardly. "How does the dress feel?" "Good..." She begins to move, swaying her hip and she touches the dress. She begins to smile. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/FirstTrainingDress.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You really think I look good?" "You look stunning." She smiles and continues to move in front of you. She turns around and begins to do a little routine she clearly remembers from her past, her little ass jiggling slightly as she hops about. She does this for a little bit until she forgets the rest of the routine, then stops. She turns around and looks at you, then at the clock. "I... I think I should go. Can we do this again next week?" "Definitely." Hang goes back to the room and changes, coming back in her old hoodie before going back to her apartment, promising to see you next week. ''Hang is now more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "SecondTraining"); AddEvent($hang, "ThirdTraining"); $hang.bimbo to 4; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Hang comes round at the same time, and greets you happily when she walks in. "Hi! I've been looking forward to this all week." You smile and she gives you a little hug. "Same." She drops down her bag, then looks at you. "So! This week I think we can be faster. OK? I have a new song for us." She comes and stands next to you, and raises your hand up. You stop her. "Not yet. Remember, we're both helping each other. I want you to put on another dress, something you find daring but that you want to show off in." She nods, opens her mouth in likely protest, but then shuts it and just shrugs. "OK." She heads off to the room, and is back in only a few minutes. Wearing the same blue dress as last week. "You're wearing the same dress as last week." "I like it!" Hang's lesson begins and she is introducing a little twirls into your repetoire today. For most of it you are actually focusing on what she's teaching you, and you feel you make progress. You say as much to Hang at the end of the lesson, but she is more skeptical. "Yes, you are better, but you are not an expert yet $mc.name." You pour you both glasses of water then bring Hang to the living room. "At least I am improving." You pause, looking at her. "What?" You gesture to the dress. "I just wanted to dance with you..." "That's OK, but I wanted you to push yourself a little. Instead you just picked the same dress as last time." She nods. "OK. I will do better next time." "You can do better today. In that dress, I want you to do something that you find daring, that makes you feel good." "I can decide?" "Yes, but I will know if you haven't felt a little thrill." She sits down next to you and thinks, taking a long sip of her water. Then she stands up, and stands in front of you. Then she bends over. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/SecondTrainingFlirt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Do you like my panties?" You stare at her and though her panties are black you swear you can see a little wet patch. "Very good, Hang. Very good." She stays there, bent over in front of you. [[Reach out and touch her|Hang Session 2 Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tell her to bend down lower|Hang Session 2 Finish][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist to 10; $hang.slut to 16; >>\ You reach out and place your hand on her ass. She momentarily jumps forward, but then pushes her ass back. "$mc.name..." "What? You look so good. Anyway, I've been touching most of the rest of you for the past hour." Hang says nothing but stays there until you take your hand back. She comes and sits down next to you on the sofa, and you spend the next half hour chatting about nothing in particular, not wanting to go too heavy on the coaching yet. ''Hang is now more of a bimbo. Hang is now much more of a slut. Hang is now more of an exhibitionist.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist to 16; $hang.slut to 10; >>\ "Bend down a little lower, please." Hang says nothing but she bends down a little lower. She even widens her gait a little bit and you can see how wet she is getting. "Thank you." Hang stands up straight again. She comes and sits down next to you on the sofa, and you spend the next half hour chatting about nothing in particular, not wanting to go too heavy on the coaching yet. ''Hang is now more of a bimbo. Hang is now more of a slut. Hang is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "ThirdTraining"); AddEvent($hang, "FourthTraining"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailSwimsuit"); $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.exhibitionist += 3; $hang.slut += 3; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Hang comes over and after saying hello she heads off to change. She comes back about 15 minutes later and you're pleased to see that she has chosen a new outfit. But you're less pleased to see that it covers more of her than the dress. <img src="images/Hang/Training/ThirdTrainingDress.jpg" height="600"> "Before we start, Hang, why don't you explain why you've chosen the silk robe as your daring outfit today? I'm not quite sure I see how this is daring." Hang looks down and blushes slightly. "Well... I'm not..." She mumbles something and you don't quite hear her. "You're not what?" "I am only wearing the robe." She looks up at you, then looks away as a grin creeps across your face. "Oh. I see... So, what do you have planned today?" Hang perks up and within a few minutes has almost forgotten what she is wearing. Today she shifts gears and focuses on teaching you how to move to other, more complicated, rhythms. There are no spins that risk exposing her nudity, but you can easily feel her naked body through the thin silk. When she presses up against you, you have to try hard not to get erect, and you can see she is looking a little flushed. Once the hour is up, you move to the sofa as usual. [[Continue|Hang Sessions 3 Finish]]

You and Hang sit down on the sofa, at opposite ends with Hang going to great lengths to ensure that she is both facing you and totally covered. "What are we going to do today for your lesson, $mc.name?" "Before we do anything, I want to ask you, Hang. Do you want to properly be coached by me? Coached to become a good bimbo." Hang looks down. "Is this not what we are doing?" "No, not really. We are just having fun now, but there is a method to all this. I think I can really help you if we begin to take this seriously." "Well, OK, if you want to do that, but as long as we keep dancing." "Hang. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do, and I promise you even if you don't want to be coached, we can still have fun together like we have been... Just give me an honest answer, say what you really feel." She nods, and you can see she knows what she wants, but is just formulating the sentences to express it. "I want you to see what it is. OK? I want you to coach me, but if I do not like it, I do not want to upset you if I say 'stop! no more'. OK?" "That's totally fair, Hang. Shall we start at the beginning then?" You hand Hang the card, and spend the next hour or so explaining each of the main principles of bimboism. You explain to her that there are as many types of bimbos as there are individual women. <img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600" alt="Principles of Bimboism"> Before she leaves you ask her to think about which principles she feels she most embodies now. She answers almost instantly. "Please those around you." And then you ask her which she wants to work on the most. This time she answers more quietly, more deliberately. "Pride in your appearance." You nod, say goodbye, and ask her this week to think about what appearance she wants to convey, what meaning she wants to convey with her clothes, and make-up, and body. It's an old method, but an effective one. ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set _passageText to "You receive an e-mail from Tan">>\ <<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Sleep Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Tuesday">>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailSwimsuit")>>\ [[_passageText|Hang Tan E-mail Swimsuit][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailSex")>>\ [[_passageText|Hang Tan E-mail Sex]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailCoaching")>>\ [[_passageText|Hang Tan E-mail Coaching]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailVibrator")>>\ [[_passageText|Hang Tan E-mail Vibrator][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailPhotos")>>\ [[_passageText|Hang Tan E-mail Photos][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailHookup")>>\ [[_passageText|Hang Tan E-mail Hookup]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailTrip")>>\ [[_passageText|Hang Tan E-mail Trip]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "HangTrip")>>\ <<if $counters.get("HangTrip") gte 1 and CheckEvent($hang, "HangTripEmail1")>>\ [[You receive an e-mail from Hang|Hang Gone E-mail 1]] <<elseif $counters.get("HangTrip") gte 2 and CheckEvent($hang, "HangTripEmail2")>>\ [[You wake up to an e-mail from Hang|Hang Gone E-mail 2]] <<elseif $counters.get("HangTrip") gte 3 and CheckEvent($hang, "HangReturn") and CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ [[Hang Returns|Hang Returns Faithful]] <<elseif $counters.get("HangTrip") gte 4 and CheckEvent($hang, "HangReturn") and CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful") is false>>\ [[Hang Returns|Hang Returns]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailSwimsuit"); $tan.bimbo += 1; $tan.exhibitionist += 1; $tan.slut += 6; >>\ $mc.name! Me and Hang went to the beach today. I really think Hang is starting to come out of her shell a little. She was jumping about and even talking to the guys selling stuff - normally she makes me do all the talking in English when we hang out. <img src="images/Hang/TanEmails/Beach.jpg" height="600"> She was still too shy to just wear a bikini, but she seemed to get a kick out of mine. When I asked for a photo she even tried giving me instructions on how to pose! <img src="images/Tan/Email/Pool.jpg" height="600"> Do you like it? <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Suggest a more revealing swimsuit|Hang Tan E-mail Swimsuit][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Very good|Hang Tan E-mail Swimsuit][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $tan.exhibitionist += 3>>\ Tan- Looking good, but I can't help but feel it's a shame you aren't wearing a bikini that shows off your body a little better. Do you own anything more daring? You don't hear back from Tan until late that evening. <img src="images/Tan/Email/Bikini.jpg" height="600"> Daring enough? lol I haven't had the courage to wear it out yet, but I only got it last week. ''Tan is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ Looking good, Tan. Really good. [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "FourthTraining"); AddEvent($hang, "FifthSession"); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Hang arrives at the normal time and walks in. She's wearing flowy trousers, almost like pyjamas, and a hoodie. You're about to point her towards the closet when she begins to strip. <img src="images/Hang/Training/FourthTrainingOutfit.jpg" height="600"> "I chose my own clothing today." Hang is only wearing a small top and a big pair of underpants. "Very good Hang. Any particular reason?" "I thought about what you told me to think. I want to be fun. And, today, I will make you sweat!" A look of genuine concern flashes across your face. "Yes, you should be worried." Hang explains that she wants to improve your coordination and speed. "Today we do simple, but fast. OK?" She walks over to your speakers and sets up her phone. After a few frowns, a thick, heavy trumpet echoes through your apartment. "OK! Let's go." You start with a simple box step, as you cycle through Latin songs with fast beats. You feet are whirring around, trying to comply with Hang's instructions. Within ten minutes you're sweating, within 30 you are drenched. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Strip down to your underwear too|Hang Session 4][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Keep your clothes on|Hang Session 4][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $hang.slut += 2>>\ "Wait, wait, wait... I'm joining you." You pull off your t-shirt, your jeans, and your socks. You are wearing only a pair of your boxer briefs and you see Hang's eyes glance down to your bulge. She looks back up at you, though, and with an extra fire in her eyes grabs you and throws you back into the dance. Your bare, sweaty skin is rubbing up against one another and, despite the immense physical effort, you grow a semi, which Hang seems to ignore as she dances against you. ''Hang is now much more of a slut.'' [[Continue|Hang Session 4 Photos]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist += 2>>\ You keep your clothes on, not wanting to embarrass Hang. But after a while your shirt is soaked through with sweat, and the sweat begins to get on Hang. She doesn't seem to mind, but the combination of your own sweat and her - much less intense - sweat has made her top translucent. You can see her brown nipples through it, and though she catches you looking she doesn't stop dancing. ''Hang is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Continue|Hang Session 4 Photos]] <</if>>\

<<set $hang.bimbo += 2>>\ After a little more than an hour's dancing Hang calls time. You grab some water and catch your breath before turning to Hang. "How did I do?" "Not very well, but you used to be terrible, so I think this is very good." You laugh, and after a moment she laughs too. "Way to spare my feelings." She shrugs, and walks over to the usual sofa. She leans back into it, legs spread. "We Vietnamese are like that. So. What is today's bimbo lesson?" You sit down next to her, facing her. "Did you think about what I wanted you to think about?" She nods. "Yes, I told you. I want to look fun. I want to look like I am at the middle of the room. I want people to look at me, like when I dance." You aren't surprised that this is what she wants, but you are pleased that Hang has taken the assignment seriously. "So what does that mean in practice?" "I... I'm not sure." You pull out your laptop and pass it to Hang. "Have a look around on the internet, look for someone who inspires you, a bimbo that seems to be close to what you want to look like.." Hang takes the computer and begins to search around. "Her?" Hang turns the computer around for you to look. <img src="images/Hang/Training/FourthTrainingBimbo.jpg" height="600"> "What do you like about her?" She shrugs. "If I walked into a room looking like her, people would look at me." "Is it just her blue hair and tight dress?" She shrugs again. "I suppose..." "What about her body? Do you like how big her ass is?" She shakes her head. "No, not really. I want to be thinner than that. I like her face, though. Her make-up." "I think you know what sort of outfit and vibe you want to express, but you aren't really sure of the body. Right?" She nods. "I want you to focus on the body and face this time, then." She takes the computer back and searches. Another ten minutes go by. "It's hard to find one I like..." You look over her shoulder and it's a range of semi-identical bimbos in bandage dresses. You take the computer from her. "You aren't shy, right?" She shakes her head. You type in a porn site. "Search here, you'll be able to see their bodies better." You give the computer back to Hang and her eyes widen, but she says nothing. "I found someone." <img src="images/Hang/Training/FourthTrainingPornstar.jpg" height="600"> "What do you like about her?" "She is fit, she is thin. She is very pretty, but also..." She struggles for the word here. "Striking." ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Look at more photos of this pornstar|Hang Session 4 Pornstar]] [[End the session|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.slut += 2>>\ You click her profile and go back to the list of her scenes. You click another one, bring up the photos, and see her posing naked, her ass sticking out, her pussy on full view. <img src="images/Hang/Training/FourthTrainingNaked.jpg" height="600"> You look at Hang and she's just looking at the screen, avoiding looking at you. "I like her tattoos..." You click back and randomly click another scene. <img src="images/Hang/Training/FourthTrainingPose.jpg" height="600"> "She looks a little like Tan, don't you think?" Without saying anything Hang stretches out her hand and starts the video playing. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/FourthTrainingPorn.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks at it for at least 30 seconds, then looks at you. "I'm going to go home now." ''Hang is now much more of a slut.'' [[End the session|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "FifthSession"); AddEvent($hang, "SixthSession"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailSex"); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Hang comes over as usual, but she has not brought her own outfit this week. She changes into a similar outfit from last week, though, but she makes you get down to your underwear too. You dance, fast, and hard, and both end up sweaty and spent after her lesson. "Better, you are better every week." You pour you both glasses of water, and you sit down next to each other one the sofa. Hang puts her hand on your bare thigh. "So how can I become a better bimbo this week, coach?" Hang laughs, and you think it might have been one of the first jokes you have heard her tell. "This week I want to focus on the 4th principle. Which is?" "The joy one... No stress." "Be a source of joy, not stress. But close enough. Now, with most of my clients I have to focus on the element telling them not to be a source of stress. Don't make problems bigger than they need to be, learn to only be demanding about things that are truly important to you. I think with you, though, I need to teach you the opposite. How to take your own joy seriously. After all, how can you be a source of joy if you have little joy yourself?" Hang nods. "So, Hang. What makes you happy in life?" She thinks, and gets a little sad looking. "This every week. And being friends with Tan. And thinking about how my family is better off now that I am here." You know you shouldn't, but you can't help it. "Rupert doesn't make you happy?" She looks away from you and readjusts the spandex strap on one side of her underwear. "He is a good husband." You let the matter drop, and spend much of the next hour talking to her about her own happiness. About making space for herself and her own joy. At the end of the lesson you stand up. "This week, for your homework, I want you to do one little thing every day that makes you happy. Just you, and no one else. OK?" "OK." Hang doesn't stand up, and you look expectantly at her. She begins to blush. "I know it is silly, but... Can I use your laptop again? I couldn't get to... that website, at home." "There is a family block? But you don't have kids." Hang looks up at you. "Sure." You pick up your laptop and hand it to her. "You can use it while you're changing, if you want." She smiles at you and grabs the laptop and runs down the hall. [[Peek on her|Hang Session 5 Masturbate][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Respect her privacy|Hang Session 5 Masturbate][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ After 10 minutes or so your curiousity gets the better of you and you walk down the hall. You put your eye to the crack in the door. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/FifthTrainingMasturbate.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang is masturbating, but to little effect. After a few minutes the novelty has passed and you quietly stand up. About 15 minutes later Hang leaves the room, and you can tell she's in a poor mood. She grabs her bag and keys, gives you a perfunctory goodbye, then leaves. <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ About 30 minutes later Hang leaves the room, and you can tell she's in a poor mood. She grabs her bag and keys, gives you a perfunctory goodbye, then leaves. <</if>>\ You suspect you know what is wrong, and head off to a special store in the city. [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailSex"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailCoaching"); AddEvent($tan, "SexVisits"); >>\ You wake up to an e-mail from Tan. Hey $mc.name, I was wondering if you could do me a really big favor? My family's apartment is being renovated at the moment, and I have a bunch of work to do that I can't really do at the Councilmember's office due to campaign finance rules. Do you mind if I work at yours after work?" You shoot off a quick e-mail to Tan letting her know that's alright, then get to your day's work. [[Continue|Hang Tan E-mail Sex Night]]

<<sethours 22>>\ When Tan arrives later you're relaxing on the sofa. You two chat for a little but it's clear that Tan is eager to get to work. She creates a little work station for herself at your breakfast counter, then gets to work. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/Night/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> At around 10 you decide to go and read in bed. "Don't stay up too late, Tan, it isn't good for you... I'm going to read now." She looks at you with a smile. "I'm not sure about that. Goodnight, $mc.name." You get into bed and begin to read your book. After half an hour, when you're considering going to sleep, you begin to what sounds like someone calling you from the living room. "$mc.name? Can you hear me?" You get up and see what's going on, and you see Tan standing by the counter. She looks at you and says nothing, but her eyes flash and she ever so slightly sticks out her chest. You walk over to her, wearing only your shorts, and kiss her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/Night/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I just wanted to say goodbye..." As she tells this lie she sticks her hand down your shorts and begins to touch your cock. "I didn't want to just disappear, again." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/Night/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You begin to kiss her again, and she begins to pull down your shorts. You stand there making out, her jacking you off, as you undress her. When you're both naked and the precum is beginning to leak from the tip of your dick, she takes you by the hand. "Can I stay the night?" You kiss her, and carry her tiny frame to the bedroom. You turn the light on, and after laying on top of her and kissing her, she turns you over onto your back. Facing away from you, but toward the big mirror in your bedroom, she eases herself down onto you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/Night/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Slowly she works her way up and down, moaning as she goes. She does this for a while, until she turns around and begins kissing you again. You take control and begin to speed up. The faster you get, the lounder Tan gets. "$mc.name! Fuck me!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Tan/Night/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You fuck up into her as hard and as fast as you can. As you do you feel Tan begin to tense up, and you get close to orgasm. You try to hold it back, but you can't help it. You shudder as your thrusts become irregular and you fill Tan. She tries to ride up on you but you quickly turn flaccid. You look at Tan, then quickly reach for your bedside drawer and take out a vibrator. You switch it on and before Tan can say yes or no you press it against her clit and, within seconds, she begins to cum. "What... I.... aaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" She screams and shudders as she comes, then falls against you, her sweaty hair covering her mouth and sticking to your chest. You both pant for breath and say nothing for a few minutes. "I needed that... God, did I need that... Do you always have that in arm's reach?" You let out a little grunt. "No. It's for Hang, believe it or not." She looks up at you, disbelieving. "For Hang?" You nod. "I'm coaching her, too..." You see that Tan begins to get up, but you kiss her on her forehead. "I'll tell you all about it next time we meet. Just sleep now." Tan protests, gently, but within a few minutes the lights are off and Tan is gently snoring in bed next to you. When you wake up, Tan has vanished, only sending you a text with a kiss emoji. ''You can now bootycall Tan from your bedroom.'' [[Wake-up|Hang Sleep Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailCoaching")>>\ So, you're coaching Hang? To be a bimbo? What the fuck is going on, $mc.name? You respond immediately. Tan- No, or, well, not exactly. I'm just helping her be more confident, you know? Helping her learn how to have more fun. Even if she isn't trying to properly be a bimbo, you know how uptight she is. We've started to meet up and dance sometimes, and afterwards I just give her a little life advice. - $mc.name You get an e-mail back from Tan within ten minutes. So yeah, you are coaching her. She had told me about the dancing, but what the fuck, you're coaching her too? Is there anyone you aren't turning into a slut? Fuck. You're so irresponsible. What happens if Rupert finds out? You are in the middle of responding when you get another e-mail from Tan. Look, sorry... I just care about her. Don't fuck things up for her, but I gotta admit, she is happier now. That beach trip was the most fun that we've ever had together, and it kinda makes sense now that she's learning how to focus on herself a little more. Be careful. You delete your indignant e-mail and respond to Tan's last one. I will. I promise. [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "SixthSession"); AddEvent($hang, "SeventhSession"); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Your dancing lessons are settling down to a cosy routine now of sweaty lessons in minimal clothing. Hang assures you that each week you are getting a little better, and you confess to her that you've started to practice occasionally when you have a spare moment or two. "That's great!" "Did you do your homework this week? What did you do each day?" Hang gets out her phone and opens up a note and begins to rattle through it. "On Monday - after our session - I bought myself a little mini donut at Henrique's. On Tuesday I did not answer an annoying text message. On Wednesday I went out by myself and had a beer after I had finished cleaning the house. On Thursday I bought myself two mini donuts at Henrique's, one strawberry, one chocolate. On Friday I nearly bought myself three mini donuts at Henrique's, but I decided that I would read a Vietnamese book rather than study English. On Saturday I cooked my eggs how I liked them, rather than doing them both how Rupert likes them. On Sunday I went for a run." "OK..." You take a moment to collect yourself, and try to remember what she had said. "On Tuesday, you didn't answer an annoying text. What was it about?" She sighs. "It was Rupert. He was upset that I didn't fold the blankets in the living room after I had used them." You nod. "And the eggs?" "He likes his scrambled, and always told me just to do them all together because it creates less mess. But Sunday I did fried eggs for me!" She sounds positively excited about this minor act of rebellion. "How did this make you feel?" She frowns. "Nervous... At first. But then I liked myself a little more." You nod, and begin to focus on the other half of Principle Four: not being a source of stress. You explain how that isn't merely reactive, doing whatever people want to do, but rather proactive. People can sense, even subconsciously, when someone is reluctant or unenthusiastic. A critical part of being a source of joy in other people's lives is making choices that ensure you are surrounded by people who are on the same page as you. Good bimbos don't just keep their mouths shut and do what they're told, rather they enthusiastically embrace joy in their lives, while quietly avoiding unhappiness. "What's my homework?" You look at Hang seriously, and you feel your dick begin to tingle and hope that Hang doesn't look down at your bulging boxer briefs. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "OK..." "When was the last time you had an orgasm?" [[Continue|Hang Session 6 Orgasm]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "SeventhSession"); AddEvent($hang, "FirstSexSession"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailVibrator"); $hang.exhibitionist += 3; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Hang comes running in the apartment. And runs up to you and grabs your wrists. "Before the lesson, can I use the vibrator?" You chuckle but agree. She runs over to where the vibrator is, and takes off her underwear. "Do you mind if I? Here... Just...?" "You owe me one." Hang is ignoring you by now, and pulls down her underwear. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/SeventhTrainingStrip.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She grabs the vibrator and fumbles for a bit, trying to turn it on. She lays on your sofa. She's ignoring you almost completely and she then puts the vibrator up against her clit. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/SeventhTrainingMasturbate.webm" type="video/webm"></video> A minute or two later she is looking around, wide-eyed, biting her lower lip, as she begins to pant she takes the vibrator away, but you correct her. "Hold it there, hold it there til you are done." She does as you suggest, and her pants grow louder, turning into rhythmic groans, then a single long, loud groan. She drops the vibrator and you pick it up again, switching it off. She lays there for a few seconds, eyes closed, her pussy staring right up at you, until she suddenly seems to realize what she did and begins to blush. She stands up and tries to grab her panties, but you snatch them from her. "I told you that you would owe me." Hang nods. "And the dress." "What?!" "Take off your dress. Or am I going to be the only naked one when we dance?" Hang looks at you seriously. "OK. But you cannot tell Rupert." You whisper in her ear. "I'm not telling him anything about this. Are you?" She shakes her head, then turns on the bluetooth on her phone. The two of you begin to dance, this time slower, more complex steps. You're actually focusing on the dancing and manage to avoid getting an erection, despite how often it rubs against Hang. [[Continue|Hang Session 7 Choice]]

"$mc.name, I don't think you should be..." "Hang. If we are to continue with proper coaching, rather than merely being friends, we need to be open about sexuality. A critical part of being a good bimbo is having a happy, full sex life. Do you want to be a good bimbo?" "Yes, I do." "Do you want to have a happy, full sex life?" She nods, but says nothing. "Then we need to be open with one another. If you want, you can ask me a question after you answer mine. We will be completely honest with each other." She looks at you. "So, Hang. When was the last time you had an orgasm?" She looks at you, then looks down at her hands covering her crotch, then back at you. She exhales loudly. "Maybe last year?" "Maybe?" "I think so, yes." You nod, and wonder if Hang has ever, in fact, had an orgasm. "I got you a little present." You stand up, and grab a non-descript white gift bag from by the television console. You hand it to her. "What is it?" "Open it up." She does as she's told and she pulls out a long, wide box. She takes the lid off the box and inside is a battery operated 'personal massager'. "What is it?" You chuckle, then stretch out your hand. She gives it to you. "It's a vibrator." You switch it on, and hand it back to her. "Women use them to have orgasms." You expected Hang to be embarrassed, but she isn't. If anything she is businesslike. "What do I do?" "You know what your clitoris is?" She nods. "You hold it on that, or around that. You'll figure out what you like." She looks at you expectantly, vibrator still buzzing away in her hand. "You can go and-" Before you finish your sentence she has put the vibrator against her pussy, up against her clitoris. Immediately her eyes widen and her legs spread. It's almost your turn to be embarrassed, and it can't be more than a minute until you hear a low, growing shout from Hang. Her eyes open wide and there's a look of panic on her face as she drops the vibrator to the ground. Her face is flushed and she looks at you. She can't form words, but says something in Vietnamese, over and over again. You bend down and pick up the vibrator, switching it off before trying to hand it back to her and then merely resting it against her vagina when she doesn't take it from you. "Next time, try doing it without any underwear on." She looks at you, but still says nothing. You go and refill your glasses of water. When you return she is looking up at you. "I... I never..." You stroke her hair and take a sip from your glass.. "I figured." [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

You two sit down, naked, next to each other. "Today, I think you're ready to learn about pleasing others. Pleasing them in a new way. How many men have you kissed? Had sex with?" She looks you in the eye. "Kissed? A lot. Many. Maybe 20. Sex? I... Rupert Just Rupert... How many women have you... You know?" "It's my turn to coach you, Hang." "Last week you said we ask questions, honest questions, and we answer each other. Answer my question, I answered yours." You nod, and make a little grimace. "Kissed? I can't remember. Sex... You won't be disgusted, will you?" "Why would I be disgusted?" "Because it is a lot." "I am not scared. Even if it is 20!" You laugh. "It's more than 20." She looks at you, gobsmacked. "What?" "Yep. More like 100? I don't really know." "You don't really know..." She looks down at your penis and points at it. "How has he not fallen off yet?" She laughs and you laugh with her, but she gets quiet. "Is it bad that I have only had one man? I was always told that I needed to wait for my husband, and even though it was difficult I did. I knew that my parents would forgive me for most things, they were strict but they loved me, but if I were to be... Well. But now I wonder if that is right, that I should only ever have Rupert." ''WARNING: This decision is irreversible. If you tell Hang that it is bad to only be with one man, she will immediately become "quite slutty" and will be open to having sex with you and other men. If you tell Hang that it is OK to only be with one man, she will remain faithful to Rupert, and will be unable to become as big of a slut or as much of a bimbo.'' [[Yes, you should have more experience|Hang Session Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[No, it isn't necessarily bad|Hang Session Finish][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailVibrator")>>\ Hang finally came clean with me about what's happening with you, but funnily we didn't talk about her coaching much, just vibrators. She's gone mad, she even said she's tried sitting on the driers down in your building's basement to see if she can orgasm. What the hell have you done with my prudish Hang? lol Still, I didn't have the heart to tell her that she wasn't the first person to use the vibrator you're letting her use in your 'sessions'. I'm almost jealous she gets it now! <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Buy Tan her own vibrator (-$300)|Hang Tan E-mail Vibrator][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tell Tan she can use it at yours again|Hang Tan E-mail Vibrator][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 300; $tan.slut += 1; >>\ You don't hear back from Tan, but you get a vibrator couriered to Tan's office. You don't hear back from Tan until late that evening. Anyone could have opened that, you asshole! But... Not gonna lie, she's powerful. Thanks. ''Tan is now more of a slut.'' [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ You can always come over and use it when you want, Tan. Up to you whether you tell Hang. [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.orgasmTraining to 0; $hang.oralTraining to 0; $hang.vaginalTraining to 0; $hang.analTraining to 0; >>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $hang.slut += 15>>\ You look off to the side and try to gather your words, delicately. "Well... It depends. But I think it might be bad for you, yes." "As a bimbo it is bad?" "For a bimbo, yes, usually. But Hang, I meant for you. You aren't a bimbo yet, just learning, not even open about it... You've only had two orgasms, right?" She nods. "And they've both been on this sofa, in front of me. That isn't... That isn't good. I don't think you can tie yourself to a man that has never given you an orgasm. Does he even try to?" She shakes her head. "Would you ever be able to have a conversation like this with him?" Her eyes grow wide and she shakes her head. "No, I don't think so." "Do you want to have that be your sex life, for the rest of your life?" Hang says nothing, and does nothing, but she looks at the vibrator. Then she looks right into your eyes. "I want you to coach me, $mc.name. I want to commit to this. I want to be a bimbo, and I want to learn to love my body and..." She searches for the words. "Experience joy from your body?" "Yes." "Learn how to please a man?" "Yes." "Become a sex goddess?" Hang laughs. "Yes." You stick out your hand for her to shake. "Deal." Hang takes it and gives you a firm shake. "I'll help you become the bimbo slut you always wanted to be, deep down. We'll start next week." ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo. Hang is now significantly more a slut.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set AddEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ You shrug. "I couldn't live like that, but I don't think it's bad that you want to. What I would say is that the way things currently are makes you uphappy, right?" "Yes, it does. I'm not happy with my sex life with Rupert." "What if you could be, though?" She looks at you, a curious look on her face. "What do you mean?" You sigh, and hope that if there is a God he appreciates your self-sacrifice. "What I mean, is what if you could learn how to have a good sex life and be faithful to Rupert? What if you could help Rupert learn to love you as a bimbo?" She smiles. "I think... I think I would like that, yes." She purses her lips and looks a little guilty, before looking you in the eye. "He is... He has his flaws, but deep down he is a good man, you know?" You'll just have to take that under advisement, but you say nothing at her and just smile. "I want you to coach me, $mc.name. I want to commit to this. I want to be a bimbo, and I want to learn to love my body and..." She searches for the words. "Experience joy from your body?" "Yes." "Learn how to please Rupert?" "Yes." "Become a sex goddess?" Hang laughs. "Yes." You stick out your hand for her to shake. "Deal." Hang takes it and gives you a firm shake. "I'll help you become the bimbo sex wife you always wanted to be, deep down. We'll start next week." ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") is false and CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee") is false>>\ In order to continue with Hang's sex coaching, you will need an assistant. ''Finish more of Stella's storyline before continuing with Hang's story.'' <<else>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($hang, "FirstSexSession"); AddEvent($hang, "SexSessions"); $hang.happiness to 4; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ So far you had done an excellent job of keeping Hang and Stella separated from each other. When necessary, you'd sent Stella out, or just explained away her presence in a way that didn't incur Stella's curiousity. This was not for Stella's benefit, of course. Rather it was to protect Hang from the immaculately manicured grip of Stella's rampant bimboism. Now that Hang has fully committed to being trained as a bimbo, however, you decide that it is time that they were introduced. Both to let herself see what she is in for, and to see what she should aspire to. Before Hang arrives you make sure that Stella is around, and explain the situation to her. "This is so exciting! Do you think she's ever touched fake tits before?" "No, but-" "Oh, and I can show her how to do make-up!" "Look, Stella, just-" "And maybe she could be friends with Charlotte!" "Stella! I don't want you to scare her. Just do what I say, OK?" She frowns at you, a little upset, but shrugs. "Fine." You dress Stella up in a professional red shirt and black skirt, with slutty white lingerie underneath. Then you sit in a slightly awkward silence for five or ten minutes until the bell rings. Stella lets out a little happy squeal and you shoot her a glance that you hope hits the right note between caution and encouragment. "Hi Hang. How are you?" "I am good. How are you?" "Good, good." You lead her through the hall to where Stella is standing. "I want you to meet someone. Hang, this is Stella. Stella, this is Hang." They shake hands. "Hang is a friend of mine and a new... Well, not paid client, but shall we say pro bono client. Stella was my very first client, and now she is..." <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ "House bimbo!" Stella nearly shouts in. "I'm his house bimbo." She beams a smile at Hang, who raises an eyebrow at you. "She lives here, and generally keeps everyone in the house happy, and just generally brightens up the place. Don't you Stella?" Stella nods enthusiastically. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella steps forward. "I'm now his assistant at BLC. I help out with coaching, but also do the menial work that he is too 'big picture' to handle himself." She shoots you a sceptical look and Hang giggles. You cough. <</if>>\ "Anyway. Today, at least, I wanted to just focus on your new coaching. I'm very proud of you, and I really think that together you can learn how to have an amazing sex life, both for yourself and others..." You turn to Stella. "Did you always have a happy sex life, Stella?" "No, I didn't, not for years." "But now?" She laughs, and crosses her arms, a gesture of self-satisfaction. "Yeah, I do. I mean, look at me." She sticks out her chest ever so slightly. You look at Hang and she's clearly awed by Stella. You take Hang by the hand, and lead her until you are standing next to Stella. "Stella's body is built for sex. All good bimbos, of whatever kind, are essentially sex toys. To be used and enjoyed by others, getting their own enjoyment not only out of the sex itself, but first and foremost the pleasure they are bringing to other people. Isn't that right, Stella?" "Yes, it is." Hang breaks her silence. "Are... Are you always wanting to have sex?" Stella bobs her head side to side. "No, but I always let myself get turned on, if that makes sense. Maybe at first I don't want to, but after a minute..." You lift Hang's hand up, and place it on one of Stella's breasts. Stella smiles, and offers them more fully to Hang. You keep Hang's hand there. "Squeeze." Hang squeezes, and Stella giggles. "Do you see how much she enjoys that? Do you enjoy touching her?" Hang smiles and nods. "Can I..?" "You can do anything you want to Stella. No part of her is off limits." Stella looks Hang in the eyes. "Anything." Hang giggles now and, you're happy to see, continues to touch Stella's breasts. She turns to you. "I love them..." Hang squeeze them, and circles the outline of Stella's nipple. "Don't just focus on her breasts." Hang nods, then walks behind Stella to touch her ass. She runs her hands up and down Stella's legs, and begins to bite her bottom lip as she runs her hands up Stella's torso. From behind she lifts up each of Stella's breasts in turn. "So heavy!" She laughs, and comes to stand next to you. "Stella. Take you clothes off." Immediately she does as she's told. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Stella.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She strips her skirt off, then begins to walk straight at Hang. She presses right up against Hang, and you worry that Stella may be pushing Hang too quickly. But you make eye contact with Hang and she pokes her tongue out happily at you, before running her hands over Stella's body. You let Hang explore Stella some more, before you interrupt her. "Hang. It's your turn now." "What?" "You are going to take your clothes off." She takes her hands of Stella suddenly, then looks at her. "But... I only just..." You look at Hang, and already she has begun to obey your coaching without too much resistance. Slowly, Hang strips. "Stella, I want you to touch Hang. Be gentle." Hang immediately covers her body with her hands. You're about to order Hang to drop them, but Stella shoots you a dirty glare, and you shut up. "Hang. Can I?" Hang shakes her head. "No... No. You are beautiful, you are sexy. You have big boobs, and a big behind. I do not." Stella steps close to Hang, and strokes her hair. "You are beautiful, Hang. And some day, if you really want to, you can have a body built for sex. But you were born with a body built for fun. You enjoyed touching me, let me enjoy touching you. OK?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Naked.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang groans, but then smiles at Stella. "OK. For you." You should never have worried about Stella, and as you watch you see Stella gently touch Hang. She gives her gentle tickles with the back of her finger nails, and compliments her on various parts of her body. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Flirt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> With the two of them naked, examining each other, you feel almost useless, but you're still enjoying the show. After a short while Stella is done, then gives Hang a gentle kiss on the cheek, then looks at you. "Did you enjoy that, Stella?" Stella nods enthusiastically. "So, so, so much. Training her is going to be so much fun!" "Hang, I want you to think about how it feels to know that Stella enjoyed touching you so much." Hang looks at you and gathers her thoughts. Then she looks at Stella. "I mean... If you really did like touching me so much... I... I feel happy, I guess. I liked it when you touched me, and I liked touching you, too, so I that makes sense." You thank Stella and tell her she can leave. "Do you want to dance today?" Hang looks at you, with a serious face. "No. But can we next time?" "Sure. But next time we start properly, OK?" <</if>>\ [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<addhours 2>>\ Hang arrives ready to learn. What will you focus on today? <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ <<if $hang.slut lt 26>>\ <<set $hang.slut += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $hang.exhibitionist lt 26>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $hang.orgasmTraining isnot 1>>\ [[Orgasm Training|Hang Orgasm Faithful]] <<elseif $hang.oralTraining isnot 1>>\ [[Oral Training|Hang Oral Faithful]] <<elseif $hang.vaginalTraining isnot 1>>\ [[Vaginal Training|Hang Vaginal Faithful]] <<elseif $hang.analTraining isnot 1>>\ <<if $charlotte.trainingComplete>>\ [[Anal Training|Hang Anal Faithful]] <<else>>\ You must complete Charlotte's bimbo training in order to progress to Hang's anal training. [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $hang.slut lt 36>>\ <<set $hang.slut += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $hang.exhibitionist lt 36>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $hang.orgasmTraining lt 3>>\ [[Hang's Orgasm Training|Hang Orgasm]] <<elseif $hang.oralTraining lt 2>>\ [[Hang's Oral Training|Hang Oral]] <<elseif $hang.vaginalTraining lt 2>>\ [[Hang's Vaginal Training|Hang Vaginal]] <<elseif $hang.analTraining lt 1>>\ <<if $charlotte.trainingComplete>>\ [[Anal Training|Hang Anal]] <<else>>\ You must complete Charlotte's bimbo training to progress to anal sex with Hang. [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "SexSessionsComplete")>>\ [[Hang Visits Briefly|Hang Morning Visit]] <</if>>\

<<set $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.orgasmTraining to 1; >>\ Hang arrives at the usual time and, after your hour's dancing is done, you shift gears, rather abruptly. While Hang is "A crucial part of being a good bimbo, Hang, is learning to channel your own desires and your own pleasure in ways that please other people. As I've said time and time again, a good bimbo isn't simply a geisha girl, staying passive and silent until she performs some task or another. Most women I coach need to learn one side of this issue, they need to learn how to feel joy from the joy of others. For you, however, I think we need to focus on finding joy within yourself, so that you can properly share this with others." Hang nods, clearly making a show of attentiveness. "So far, you have only had orgasms with the vibrator, correct?" She gives one firm nod. "Correct." "That needs to change. Though sometimes it can be fun to just use someone, a lot of the joy from sex comes from the intimacy. You will often find that it pleases others if you give them a chance to please you. Today I am going to show you how to receive an orgasm." You look up towards the staircase. "Stella!" A few moments after you call for her you hear her heels clip along the floor and down the stairs. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Entry.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang stands, looking enviously at Stella's breasts. There is a sheet on a small table, and Stella lays down on it. "Now I want you to pay attention to all of this, Hang, so that you can try it later with Rupert. An important part of this will be to set a scene that you both find fun. I like oil, and Stella does too." You proceed to oil Stella up, liberally dripping oil over her body before rubbing it in with your hands. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Massage.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After a while you move your hands down, and begin to rub Stella's pussy. "It might be hard to tell, but Stella is already a little wet, turned on presumably by the oil but also by the fact she has an audience." Stella breaks her silence. "Mainly the audience..." "What I want you to do, Stella, is tell Hang why you are doing what you are doing, as I focus on bringing you to orgasm just using my hands, OK?" Stella nods then looks at Hang as you continue to rub Stella. "I'm not quite turned on enough yet for him to begin to finger me properly, so I'm going to try and encourage him to do more to me. I'm going to press my pussy down onto his hand, I'm going to shake my tits in the hope that he-" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Masturbate.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "-in the hope that he begins to suck on them." Stella lets out a little moan here. "Being vocal is really good, as it makes them know that you're really happy to be there, but also lets you say what you want them to do... OK, start to..." You slide a finger into Stella. "Mmmmmm...." Stella moans a little more, and you slowly go back and forth, until you insert another finger. "What do I do next?" "Next you... You have to make sure that he doesn't go too fast, or too slow. Too fast, and you won't really be there to have your orgasm. Too slow and you'll never come." Hang nods, and looks like she is taking mental notes. "I'd just tell them to speed up - speed up, $mc.name -" You speed up as she instructed, making your come hither gestures a little more quickly, up and to the left as she usually likes. "- but you can also use little moans or movements with your..." Stella groans here, closes her eyes, and begins to bite her lip. "Focus, Stella." She opens her eyes. "Yes, Yes... So, uh... $mc.name knows that I like to be touched at one particular place, up and to the left inside me, so I'm having a LOT of fun right now and I'm getting close... So... Really you just have to... Just try things..." You speed up, and Hang comes to stand closer. She's not looking at you fingering her, but rather at Stella's face. You begin to watch too, and as you hit a particular rhythm you can hear the gentle sound of Stella's mouth opening to chase her orgasm. You stick with it, and she begins to grip at the sheet, and buck around, thrusting herself onto your fingers. "If you start moving around too much it can stop them getting you to orgasm, as it can be hard to keep it up with the angle changing all the time." As you explain this, though, Stella lets out a soft little cry. Her body begins to shudder and you keep on stroking in and out of her, until she bats away your hand. Hang looks at you, a smile on her face, then back down at Stella. "Let's give her a few minutes." ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.oralTraining to 1; >>\ The dance lessons progress as usual, and you're pleased to find out that Hang now considers your basic foxtrot step to be 'OK'. Hang even taught Stella some basic steps when you had to take a breather, and much to your annoyance turned out to be something like a natural. Once you two are back on the sofa after dancing, glasses of water in hand, you turn to today's lesson. "Before we move on to today's lesson, did you have a chance to put anything you learned last week into practice?" Hang makes a naughty face. "I did!" "Tell me about it." Hang tells you about how she bought a pretty new set of lingerie that she put on for Rupert. She could see that Rupert was torn between being attracted to her and annoyed that she had been so frivolous, but she had been so happy that he began to kiss her. He began trying to have sex with her, in the same exact way they do every time they have sex, when she stopped him. "So I say 'Rupert, can you try with your fingers tonight?'. He looks a little annoyed, but I rub his penis, and then I show him what I mean." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Did he make you come?" She shakes her head. "No... But I pretend. I think he will do it more if I show him that I like it." You nod, and consider her point. "You aren't wrong, but be careful, because if you fake your orgasm too often you will just be rewarding him not orgasming." "OK. I will be careful... What do I learn today?" "It's his favorite lesson today, oral." Stella says this sarcastically, but she winks at you as she does. "Oral?" "Your mouth. How to please a man just with your mouth. Have you ever done this before?" Hang shrugs. "Yes, but Rupert thinks it is dirty. That good women don't do this." "But he enjoys it, right?" "Yes, he does." "I figured. Perhaps if you get excellent at it, he won't think it's just something for bad women anymore. Today you are going to watch as Stella sucks my dick, but as she does so you're going to give her instructions. That way you can think about what to do, without actually having to be the one doing it. OK?" "Yes, $mc.name." "So, what should Stella do first?" "She should take all her clothes off." As Stella begins to strip, you ask Hang why. "Because you like her body, and because she is beautiful." "OK. She's naked now. Should I stand up, or sit down?" "Uhhhh... Stand up?" You stay standing and look at Hang to elaborate. "You stand up, because you look down at her. I know you say that it is not for bad women, but it is fun to think about bad women." You stand right next to Hang, and Stella kneels in front of you. "Stella should start by licking your penis." Stella begins to lick up and down on your penis and it grows a little harder. "Then... Then she should put it in her mouth." Stella puts it in her mouth, and keeps it there. "Uhhhh... She should suck on it?" Stella begins to literally suck on it, but as you had agreed before she takes Hang's instructions very literally. "What does 'suck on it' mean?" "She should move her head back and forth... That will feel good, right?" Hang puts her head close to Stella's and watches as she begins to bob her head back and forth. "Do more." Stella begins to take more of your dick in her mouth, and you can feel the tip of your dick hit the back of her throat, making little gagging noises. Hang claps her hands happily. "So fun! Now what?" "What about my balls?" "Ooo! Touch his balls!" Hang reaches for Stella's hands and places her left hand on your balls. Both Stella's hands are now cupping you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang sits mesmerised watching Stella suck your dick. You let her enjoy it for a bit, occasionally making happy eye contact, until you decide to get the lesson moving again. "I still haven't come. So now what?" "I... I don't know." "Think." Hang frowns and begins to think. To tell the truth you are edging towards orgasm, but you want Hang to begin to think about blowjobs as more than just mechanics. "I am not sure. What do you like?" "Excellent question Hang. Why don't you see?" "Just suck the tip." Stella just starts sucking the tip and your legs tense up a little. "You like that, yes?" You nod. "OK. Now go really deep. All the way." Stella throws her head against your cock, gagging loudly as she does. At first Hang seems worried, but you stop her. "It's alright. She's good." Spit begins to drip off your balls. "Are you close?" "I am. But what do I really like?" Hang looks at you, head cocked, before her eyes widen. "Stella's boobs!" You nod. "Stop sucking." Stella stops sucking and looks at you. "Play with them, then come on them." Stella begins to play with her tits beneath you, and Hang begins to giggle as you start to jerk yourself off. "She can talk too." "Tell him you want him to orgasm on your boobs." "Come on, jizz all over them. Cover them. I want it, please..." You begin to come. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang begins to clap again as you do. Once you're done Stella leans back against the sofa. Hang dips her finger into your cum, then rubs it about on Stella's chest. "I can't wait to try this with Rupert. Though..." "Though?" "I'm not as beautiful as Stella." "Just work with what you've got, honey. Work with what you've got." ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.vaginalTraining to 1; >>\ Hang bursts through the door today, shouting. "I did it! I did it! I am so good!" "What did you do Hang?" "Tell me I am a good bimbo first." You chuckle, and she does a little jump. "I don't know what you did yet. Tell me and then I'll decide." She groans, but takes both your hands. "I got Rupert to enjoy it. To enjoy it so much. I've been making sure to be better with him, making sure to try harder to please him with sex. He has been nicer to me and he even bought me some make-up. I don't really like it, but it was nice, and so I put some of it on..." "And?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Oral/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "He came on my face! Or, in my mouth. But I liked it. He felt guilty after, but we talked and I said I liked it a lot. He felt better then." "Good job, Hang. What a good bimbo you are becoming." She beams at you, and when Stella walks in she excitedly repeats the story. You hope to skip right to your lesson after this, but Hang circles back round to dancing. After a lesson where even by your standards you underperform, you are back on the usual post-dance sofa. "So what do I learn today?" "Sex." "Sex? Have I not been learning that already?" "You have. But penetrative sex. Where a man puts his-" "Ah, yes, fun. But even I know how to do this." You look at her with doubt. "Yes, the penis goes in, out, in, out. And I do it on top, or underneath, or even from behind, though Rupert used to think that was dirty." "He doesn't anymore?" Hang shrugs. "I don't know. But he used to think blowjobs were dirty and then he came on my face yesterday, so I am starting to think he might begin to like dirty." "And you like sex with him?" "Yes. He made me come with his fingers last week, when he was inside me. That was the first time." You laugh. "Well, I was going to show you how to have sex in a way that brought you pleasure too, but evidently we don't need to do that today. We can just talk about-" "What?" "If you already say you know how, you-" "No, no, I can still learn. I want to watch." Stella, who had been listening in from the dining table, lets out a little snort. "Let's just give her the show she wants." "I will learn!" You and Stella laugh at this, and for a moment Hang looks offended until she begins to laugh too. "Well, OK. Maybe I will enjoy it more than I learn. But I will learn a little. Please?" You take off your underwear and gesture for Stella to come over. Stella strips her clothes off and gets on the sofa between you and Hang. "Yay!" You get off the sofa and kneel between Stella's legs, eating her out. "I will get Rupert to do this to me." Once Stella is wet enough you turn her to the side and raise her ass into the air. You begin to jerk off as you turn and talk to Hang, who is now kneeling on the floor next to you, her face right in the action. "If he can, get Rupert to throw you about. Whatever anyone may say, men love to throw women around the room. It makes you feel strong, and..." "Put it in, fuck me and talk." You slide your dick into Stella, and as you do you see Hang's hand disappear beneath her underwear. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Doggy.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You fuck her from behind for a while until you begin to get a little tired. Sensing this, Stella pushes you off her, and then mounts you. "Really learn how to be on top, Hang. You have a lot more control then..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Cowgirl.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As Stella says this you grab her thighs and begin to lift her up and down off your cock, setting the pace yourself. Hang moves back, and though you're focusing more and more on Stella, you notice that her legs are spread and she is simply masturbating as she watches you two fuck. You feel Stella's tits bounce up and down in your face and you begin to suck on each of them in turn. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Cowgirl2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can feel your orgasm welling up. "Hang! Come here!" You continue to pump up into Stella. "Watch. Watch closely." Hang kneels down and watches as you fuck up into Stella. Your dick begins to twitch as you come inside Stella. As you do, you feel something underneath your balls, and peering around Stella you see Hang with her hand stretched out. "They jumped up and down when you came." She shrugged with innocent curiousity, then looked as you pulled out of Stella and your cum dripped out of her and onto the floor. As you catch your breath Hang and Stella chat, eventually talking about their hair care, reaching across your sweaty body to touch one another's hair, discussing the various products they've found useful and the regime that Hang had recently started. ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.orgasmTraining += 1; >>\ <<if $hang.orgasmTraining is 1>>\ Hang arrives, and as usual you begin with an hour's dancing. Once her lesson is complete, it's your turn. "Today we're going to work on controlling your orgasm with the vibrator. An important part of sexual experience is understanding when to delay pleasure, and what to let it wash over you. What we're going to do is have you use the vibrator. For the first five minutes you aren't allowed to come, but if you don't come before 6 minutes passes, you will have to stop. OK?" Hang looks at you dubiously, but agrees. "You watch too, yes?" You nod. "OK." Hang lays down on the sofa and spreads her legs. You hand her the vibrator. "Wait..." You sit down, and get out your phone. You set the stop watch. "1, 2, 3, Go." Hang begins to use the vibrator and looks at you, making sure to point her pussy straight at you. "While you're doing this, I want you to tell me on a scale of 1 to 10 how close you are to orgasm." "4." You raise your eyebrows. "It's only been 30 seconds, Hang. You gotta slow down." Hang exhales and moves the vibrator a bit further away from her clitoris. "2." "Better." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She moves it around for a while, and when 4 minutes hit you ask here where she is. "6? Maybe." She begins to press it into her clitoris and rub against it. "OK, 5 minutes. You have 60 seconds to come." "7.... 7..... UGH..... 8.... 8...." "15 seconds..." "9.... 9...." "5....4....3....2....1...." You snatch the vibrator from her hands and she opens her eyes wide. "NO! NO! Give it back!" You reach down and rest your hand on Hang's pussy, the first time you've ever touched it. "You're here to do what I tell you, and to learn. No more, no less. OK?" She nods, but begins to rub herself against your fingers. You take your hand away. "I'm gonna let you calm down before we try again." You repeat the exercise again, and snatch the vibrator from her before she comes only a minute in. You repeat it another time and this time she nearly comes before the end of the 6 minutes, but fails. She's almost weeping with frustration by now. "Please, $mc.name... Please... I just... Please..." "You are either about to come way too soon, or too slowly, right? So why not practice and then push yourself over the edge when you are allowed." "How do I do this?" "Put a few fingers inside yourself." You consider giving her a practical demonstration by fingering her yourself, but looking at her you suspect that would just push her over the edge. This time she follows your advice. Once you call 5 minutes, she puts the vibrator right on her clit and slowly begins to stick two fingers inside of herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Within seconds her back begins to arch, and her fingers reach further and further inside herself. She groans loudly, exhaling until her lungs empty completely. Her eyes close and she shudders. You leave her alone until her eyes open and she looks at you. "$mc.name, I-" "Again." <<elseif $hang.orgasmTraining is 2>>\ "You haven't had an orgasm without using the vibrator, have you?" Hang shakes her head. "No, I have not." Stella looks at her, almost shocked, but says nothing. "Well, that is what you're going to learn to do today. Go with Stella and find something that you want to wear." The two of them walk off to what has lately turned into the bimbo dressing room at the rear of your apartment. About 20 minutes later they return. Stella is wearing her normal clothes, but Hang is wearing a full lingerie set. A strappy one piece with matching stockings, and stripper heels. "It turns out we have the same size feet." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You're not sure about the lipstick, but Hang looks happy. "How do you feel, Hang?" Hang beams at you and Stella. "Great! I feel very sexy, very very sexy. Do you think I look sexy?" "Yes, I do... So, Hang. Bend over for me." Hang bends over and grabs her ankles, steadying herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You begin to touch her ass and then rub her pussy. You keep on rubbing it as you tell her what you want her to do. "A major part of sex is the intimacy of it, the reciprocity and friendship. Learning to enjoy sex as a bimbo isn't merely about learning to derive your primary pleasure from pleasing men, but also about an enthusiastic sluttiness. Do you understand what I mean?" Hang nods, and pushes back slightly onto your fingers. "You've learned a little better how to control your orgasms, but it will be difficult for you to be an effective partner, guiding them on how to take care of you, if you do not know how to take care of yourself. All I want you to do today is to give yourself an orgasm, just using your hands. OK?" "Yes. I will do this." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang spreads her legs and begins to masturbate as you and Stella watch, Stella occasionally providing advice to Hang on what to do. At first Hang seems to be enjoying herself, but after ten minutes you can see she is getting a little demoralised. "I... I don't feel any closer..." "Where are you at now?" "5..." You nod. "Can... Can I watch one of those videos?" You stand up and are about to grab your laptop for her when you decide that there is a better option. You stop, and turn to Stella. "Stella, take off your clothes and get on your knees." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Without even asking Stella strips, and squats down right next to Hang. You take out your dick and she begins to suck it. You see Hang speed up, watching Stella suck your cock only a foot from her face. "Don't forget to tell me where you are." "7....7...." Hang is transfixed on you and Stella. You make a point of holding eye contact with Hang as Stella is on her knees in front of you. "Do you see what a good bimbo is?" Hang nods and reaches out one of her hands to touch Stella. Stella adjusts her body so that Hang can feel one of her tits. "9... I want to be like you... I want... 9..." "Tell me where to cum, Hang." "Her big breasts..." "Her big bimbo tits?" Hang nods. "Say it. Tell me to cum on her big bimbo tits." "Cum on her big bimbo tits." Hang collapses and begins to shudder with her orgasm. You pull out of Stella's mouth and jerk yourself off onto her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Once you're done, Stella goes and stands behind Hang, stroking her sweaty hair out of her face. A little bit of your cum drips down onto her face but Hang doesn't seem to mind. "You know what you learned today, Hang?" "How to orgasm without a vibrator." "No. You learned how to lose yourself to the moment. Were you thinking about what I told you to do when you came, or were you just thinking about how you were fingering yourself, watching your neighbor get his cock sucked?" "I was... I was not thinking." You sit down, and let Stella and Hang go to the bathroom together to clean up. <<elseif $hang.orgasmTraining is 3>>\ <<set AddEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailPhotos")>>\ For today's lesson you ask Stella to inform Hang that dancing will not take place until after, then to lead Hang to the bedroom where she will find instructions and clothes. When Hang is ready, Stella comes to get you, then leaves you two alone in the room. "What are you going to learn today?" Hang says nothing. In the instructions you had written for her, you made clear that she was to say nothing, to do nothing, to not even look you in the eye. You begin by lifting her skirt. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Today is about me, today is about how you can learn to enjoy being taken care of, merely trusting in the judgement of others." Slowly, you inspect her body, opening her shirt, putting your fingers into her mouth. You pull her shirt apart, exposing her breasts, then you begin to finger her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You are already soaking wet, Hang." She says nothing, but you feel her ever so slightly lower herself onto your hand. You insert a finger into her, and begin to stimulate her G-spot. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/3c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You start slowly, but as you feel Hang warm up you grow faster, and rougher. By the end you are finger fucking her hard, and squeezing one of her tits, and she rests against the bed and approaches orgasm. She comes, quickly, and falls off the edge of the bed. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Orgasm/3d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she does, rather than give her any respite, you begin to rub her clitoris. She looks up at you, almost pleadingly, but you continue to pleasure her. She moves one of her hands to try and move yours. "No." Hang puts it back. She looks up at you, and you realize that in all this time you have never kissed Hang. "Kiss me, if you want to." She reaches up greedily with her face and you begin to make out. You bring her to orgasm once more, and this time as she shudders she falls to the floor. You leave her there and leave the room, saying nothing. Five or ten minutes later she walks out, wearing only the stockings, her eyes a little puffy and red. "Thank you." <</if>>\ ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailPhotos")>>\ Hang has started to send me photos of the outfits she's wearing each day. <img src="images/Hang/TanEmails/DressUp.jpg" height="600"> I'm starting to sense a theme on Mondays. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Encourage her to send more revealing photos|Hang Tan E-mail Photos][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Send photos of your own to encourage her|Hang Tan E-mail Photos][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist += 2>>\ You know, you would be helping my coaching significantly if you encouraged her to send you more interesting photos. You don't hear back from Tan until late that evening. The e-mail is just a photo, nothing else. <img src="images/Hang/TanEmails/Lingerie.jpg" height="600"> ''Hang is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $tan.exhibitionist += 2; >>\ Do you send her photos of what you're wearing? It could encourage her to be more confident if you did. A few hours later you get a photo from Tan. <img src="images/Tan/Email/Bra.jpg" height="600"> The message attached reads. Encouraging enough? ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Tan is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<set $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.oralTraining += 1; >>\ <<if $hang.oralTraining is 1>>\ "I think you've learned what your sexual role is, correct?" "Yes, I think so. I am... What did you say... To be an 'enthusiastic slut'." She smiles up at you and giggles. "Exactly. You've learned how to manage your own pleasure, and you're learning how to please others. The past lessons focused on teaching you how to get into the right mindset, how to be in the right headspace, but now we can move onto more practical matters." "What will I learn today?" "Today, you are going to suck my cock and Stella is going to correct you." You lead Hang to a chair and sit her down on it, then you take out your penis. Stella stands next to you. "OK, sweetie, now you have to get him hard. You can do this a few ways, you can talk dirty, you can show off your body, but it's easier to just take it in your mouth and get him hard that way." Hang looks at your penis. She's never touched it before, not in an obviously sexual way, and in a certain way this the major line. Once she crosses it she has undeniably been unfaithful to Rupert. She psyches herself up, and then takes it in her hand. "Lick it?" "Put the tip of it in your mouth then suck it. Have you never sucked a dick before?" Hang looks up at Stella. "No... Rupert has never asked me to." "Oh... Well. I'm sure an enthusiastic girl like you will learn in no time, 80% of sucking dick is just enthusiasm. Enthusiasm and spit." Hang begins to suck on your dick and you get hard. "Now, you may want to use your hand a bit more, jack him off a little." Hang awkwardly uses her hands to jerk you off. Stella wraps her hands around Hang's and jerks you off, using Hang's hand. "Like that." She lets go and Hang does it in a better up and down motion. "Now suck on the tip of it." Hang puts the tip of your dick in her mouth, then looks up into your eyes. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Oral/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Great job Hang! Look up into his eyes whenever you can. Guys love that." Hang sucks on the tip of your dick for a while, and she's having fun exploring it with her mouth. After a while you can see she has started to feel less self-conscious. "OK, now do more." Hang takes your dick out of her mouth with a pop. "How more?" "Take more of it into your mouth. Bob your head back and forth." Hang begins to take a little more, and a little more of your dick but she is doing it tentatively. Stella pushes her head down onto your dick. "Like that." Hang pulls back and coughs, and shoots a dirty look at Stella. But she takes the advice and is going further. She does this for a few minutes, trying to take more and more of you into her mouth. You start to feel good, really good. You tense up your legs and your buttocks. "OK, you see that? How he just tensed up, and is getting all fidgety? That means he's gonna blow his load soon." Hang takes you out of her mouth. "What?-" Stella shoves her head back onto your cock, and even pushes it back and forth as she chastises Hang. "Never. Stop. Sucking. Not when they get close." Stella lets go, and Hang keeps on going. "Tell us when you get close. When he does, what you are going to do is jerk him off into your mouth. Do you think you can do that?" "Mmmmhmmmm" "And remember, when you do it, big smile! Big big smile, and look up at him, like it's your favorite thing in the world." If anything Hang picks up the pace, and a little while later you warn them. "I'm close." "OK, Hang." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Oral/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang begins to jerk you off and looks worried for a moment, but begins to smile - a big, genuine smile - as you begin to cum in her mouth. She even begins to rub it on her face, and you see her swallow it. Stella looks at you, with an impressed face. "Good job for a virgin cocksucker." Hang looks up at you and Stella, wiping little bits of cum off her face, giggling. <<elseif $hang.oralTraining is 2>>\ Once you and Hang have caught your breath after dancing, you grab a book and two beers. "Get dressed, we're going on the roof today." "We aren't doing a lesson?" She looks disappointed. "Dying to suck my cock, are we?" "No... I mean... Well..." You raise your eyebrows at her and she shrugs. "I want to get better. I like to learn to suck cock." "Don't worry, you will. Bring a cushion." She grabs a cushion from the sofa and follows you up to the roof. You stand at one of the hightop tables, and open a beer. "Get down on your knees." Hang looks at you, and you can tell she's worried about doing this in a semi-public place, but you shoot her and glare and she does as she's told. You take your penis out of your fly. "I've got two beers and a book I am liking a lot. Your job is to distract me, and to make me cum. No guidance, just reading my body language. A good bimbo, in fact anyone who is good at sex, learns to read people's body language. A good bimbo will know what I want, how I want it, before my brain has even turned that desire into a properly formed thought. Do you understand?" Hang nods, and takes your penis into her mouth. She gets you hard, quickly, and begins to bob her head up and down. At first she does it silently, but then she begins to make little sounds. Consciously, you decide to give her a little positive feedback by widening your stance. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Oral/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can see her looking up at you through the glass of the table, and her eyes smile as you make eye contact. You go back to your book, but this only encourages Hang. She begins to fondle your balls with her hand, and hold your dick in her mouth and lick the bottom of your shaft with her tongue. You look down at her, and close the book. Her eyes widen, with joy. She then takes your dick out of her mouth, and begins to lick your balls, and suck your balls. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Oral/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks up at you, and you take a sip of beer, stroking her hair. After a little bit she takes your dick back into her mouth, then stops. She looks around, making sure no neighbors could accidentally see her there, then she takes off her top. You groan in pleasure and she sees your dick jump. Taking the hint she puts one of her hands down her jeans and begins to finger herself. From her own little gasps you can tell she is close, which brings you closer too, which only excites her more and makes her enthusiastic. You don't warn her, and you begin to cum in her mouth. She swallows it all, and slowly sucks on your dick. You don't have the heart to stop her, and only a minute or so later she comes too. She stands up, licks her lips, then takes a sip of your beer. "Stella said good blowjob is 80% enthusiasm. I want to be like Stella." <</if>>\ ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.vaginalTraining += 1; >>\ <<if $hang.vaginalTraining is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailHookup")>>\ Hang looks over at Stella excitedly. "More cocksucking today?" Stella laughs. "What? Why you laugh?" You chuckle too. "Not today, no. Today we move onto sex, real sex." "OK. Good, I want to learn that too. " "What contraceptives are you on?" "I have a coil. Why?" You share a look with Stella, then Hang looks at you. "Oh! Yes, you will fuck me and fill me." "Jesus, Hang. You're turning into a bigger slut than me." Hang smiles at you and Stella. You shrug. "Well, let's begin then." You walk up to hang and rip open her exercise pants. She screams, and tries to wriggle away from you. You grab on to her, then bend her over. "Put your hands on the counter." You rub her until she is wet, then you slide your dick inside of her. You relish the chance to be so matter-of-fact while fucking her for the very first time, only the second time a man has been inside her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "The important thing to remember about sex is, fundamentally, you are a hole. A lot goes into being a bimbo, but at the end of the day you are a hole to be fucked, to be used. Do you want to be used, Hang?" She nods. You begin to fuck her harder. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Tell me you want to be used, Hang." "I want to be used." "More." "Use me. I am a toy." "What kind of toy? He likes it when you're dirty, really dirty." "I am a sex toy..." "Dirtier." "I am a cunt toy..." "Wow, very good." "I am a little hole for you to use. I want you to fill me. I want to feel you empty into me. I want you to hold me down and do whatever you want. Do not care about me. I am a whore, a cheap whore that you... That you..." Hang begins to shudder. You continue to fuck her, not even close to coming, but Hang stops you, and pushes you off her. "Wait... Wait... It hurts. Wait." You debate what to do, but you decide to be rough with her. "What am I even coaching you for? You talked yourself into an orgasm, just by thinking about being a whore. Didn't you?" Hang nods. "Stella? Finish what Hang was too weak to do herself." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Hang/Cowgirl2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stella strips and climbs onto you. She eases herself onto you, then begins to fuck you. "Look at what Stella is doing, Hang. Today is supposed to be a lesson for you, but today I learned that when I need something done, I need to go to a real woman." "No, I, just wait..." "Too late Hang." "No, it's not too late." Stella stops, and looks at Hang. "Take over, then." Hang vacilates, and you wonder for a moment if you've pushed her too far, but she nods. She sits down onto you, facing away from you. She slides you inside herself, and begins to squat up and down on your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Good job, Hang." Hang says nothing, but quickly you are close to coming. "I'm coming!" Hang keeps up the pace, not slowing or speeding up. "Please, fill me. Fill me. I am good." You fuck up into Hang, and begin to come inside her. Once she call feel it she begins to moan. She keeps moving up and down, though, until you pull her back into you. As your dick shrinks inside her, you kiss her head. "You're a good girl, Hang." Hang opens her eyes and looks up at you, then at Stella. She closes them again, and as you hold Hang she falls drifts off to sleep. <<elseif $hang.vaginalTraining is 2>>\ After how intense last week was, you decide that you want to take it a little easier on Hang this week. Truth be told, you feel a little guilty for pushing her boundaries like that. Coaching, you feel, should always be a positive space, and while you hope that Hang learned about about the committment a bimbo makes to being her best possible self last week, you worry that she will trust you less. Hang arrives for the dance lesson and seems as happy as ever. You two dance, and Hang even begins to teach Stella a few steps. Once class is over you pull Hang aside to talk to her. "How did you feel about last week?" Hang frowns, and thinks. "I liked it. I think I learned how to be a better sex partner, but I did not like it when you did not wait for me to be less sensitive, and then you used Stella instead." "I'm sorry that I rushed you, I-" "It was my lesson, not Stella's. It was my first time with a man who is not my husband. I would have been upset if you had filled her. You were supposed to fill me." You look at her, evidently with a surprised look on your face. "What?" "Oh, nothing... Well, actually, yes. I suppose I worried that I had hurt your feelings, or made you do something that you didn't want to do, not that you were jealous." Hang shrugs, then smiles at you. "You were teaching me. I want to be a good hole for you to fill. My teachers in Vietnam were much more mean, but the lessons were not as fun." She giggles. "What are you teaching me today?" Your mind goes a little blank. Truth be told, you hadn't really planned a proper lesson. "To tell the truth I hadn't really planned one." "What? How are you a professional coach? You are mean once, and you then become bad?" She looks at you with a smile, and you must admit that this time it is your feelings that are slightly hurt. "I am joking. We can just have fun today." You nod, and have a think. Then you realize something, and turn to Hang... "All of these lessons, I've set up the situation. What we are going to do, how you will do it." "Is that bad?" "It's not bad, but... A good bimbo takes the lead too, sometimes. You bring joy to those around you, and if you want to be a good bimbo you need to be able to think about what it is that-" "I have a plan. Where is Stella?" Hang doesn't wait for you to answer, but stands up, and walks off towards the hallway calling for Stella. A little while later, they both return. "We are going to the roof." Both her and Stella take you by the hand and lead you up there. Hang leads you to a corner of your private roof, to a corner where you are completely concealed from the shared roof garden, but where you have a full view of the skyline. Hang kneels down beneath you and begins to suck your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stella returns with a chair, and sits opposite you. She's naked, and begins to masturbate as she watches. When Stella returns, Hang lays down her clothes, then gets on her back. You're wondering what is going on, but Hang looks at you. "Fuck me." You look at Stella, and she lifts her chin at you, hurrying you up. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You begin to fuck Hang, but after a few minutes she stands up, and lifts you up too. "Fuck me from behind." You do as you're told. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Tell me I look good." "You look so-" "You look great honey." You look at Stella, but she pointedly only looks at Hang. "Keep working it, you're getting me close." You feel Hang make a little shudder beneath you. You start to realise that this was never about you. You speed up, and you grab Hang's ass. You pull her in towards you and begin to fuck her, hard. Stella laughs. "We wondered how long it would take you!" Hang begins to laugh too, but she bends over and grabs her ankles as you fuck her to within an inch of her life. You come, quickly, then pull out of Hang, leaving her dripping. You spread your arms like a gladiator. "Looks like I won that round, ladies." Hang and Stella look at each other and laugh. You go downstairs, leaving the two of them on the roof. They come down after you about ten minutes later. "So, how was that something a good bimbo would do?" Stella makes a 'oh, you in trouble' face, but Hang answers you patiently. "You felt bad about last week. You pushed me. Now I push you. Now we are even. You do not feel bad now, yes?" You frown. "Yes, but.." "No but. I have brought you joy. I have brought Stella joy, and myself joy. I am a good bimbo." She is looking at you intently. Stella begins to laugh again. "She's got you there, $mc.name." You smile, and Hang begins to giggle happily too, her gamble having paid off. You hold up your finger, indicating that they should wait. You stroll down the hall to your bedroom, reach into the sex toy drawer, and take something out. When you're back in the living room you present it to Hang. Stella begins to laugh again, but Hang does not. "What is this?" "A buttplug. Next week we begin your anal training." Hang shoots a scared look at Stella, who just begins to laugh even harder. <</if>>\ ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailHookup")>>\ When I met up with Hang today she asked me how I managed to take such a huge penis as yours when we had sex. It seems she found it a little overwhelming. ... Ignoring that you're now fucking my married friend, AND the fact that Rupert's penis must be tiny given your dick is solidly above average size (no more, no less), I'd never actually told Hang that we we occasionally have sex. Did you? You respond back quickly. Tan - I didn't, but... Who knows how she knows. Did she seem OK when you saw her?" - $mc.name A few hours later Tan responds. I don't think you broke her, lol Maybe she just assumes everyone fucks casually here. Or at least that you do. Speaking of, hit me up soon. [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($hang, "SexSessionsComplete"); $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.analTraining to 1; >>\ <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ For today's lesson you invite Charlotte over, as her mother lacks the requisite experience. You introduce them to each other before your dancing lesson begins. Because Charlotte is here Stella now has a partner, and the four of you learn under Hang's guidance. Once the lesson is over you need to head to the bathroom, and when you are back Stella and Charlotte are listening to Hang tell a story. "...which means he is close, OK? But I do not want him to come yet. I know we have just started, so not only do I not get to have as much fun, but I know he will not feel as good. I need to slow down." "What you do?" "I get on top, and then I bounce up and down on him! I also found out that this feels very good. Rupert's dick was touching right up into that bit that feels really good." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Your G-spot." "My what?" "That super sensitive bit that feels good, that's called your G-spot." "Ah, my G-spot. Well then we do that, and we orgasm at the same time. Afterward he grunts a little, then looks at me with these wide eyes. I feel like I did a very good job." You cut in, and sit opposite them. "You did really well Hang. But after what you learn today, you'll blow Rupert out of the water." Hang laughs doubtfully. "How?" "Your ass!" Charlotte begins to laugh, Stella purses her lips and smiles at the same time, and Hang looks at you shocked. "But that would hurt!" You chuck her a buttplug, which she just about catches. "Not if you practice. Put that in when you can." "She gets an option? I had to just..." "You got to enjoy my undivided attention. Anyway, Charlotte, I want you to show Hang what a good little butt slut you are." Hang looks at Stella, who smiles and shrugs. "Whatever makes them happy, Hang." Charlotte shoos Stella and Hang off the sofa, then lies across it waiting for you. "Anal is all about preparation and mindset. If good blowjobs are about enthusiasm, and good sex is about control and vigour, then anal is simply about realising that you are being used as a hole and enjoying that." Hang looks at Charlotte, who is now fingering her asshole. "A hole." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Hang/Transform2/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What you gotta do Hang is get nice and stretched out, but also make sure that you're feeling good about it. If you're worried, or anxious, you'll just pucker right up and then it'll be hard to enjoy it." Hang looks at Stella again. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella nods. "I've only tried it a couple of times, but my sweetie is right." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella nods. "She's not wrong. Lube can only do so much." <</if>>\ "See? But still, lube a lot, and then helps a lot. Mom? You wanna get him ready while I continue?" Stella takes your dick out of your underpants and begins to jerk you off, before getting on her knees and sucking you until you are hard. While she is doing this, Charlotte continues to explain preparation to Hang as she lubes up her asshole. "You also gotta make sure that you're clean. Make a habit of cleaning right up in there when you're in the shower. The toughest bit is also when it first goes in, if you start well, you'll end well, but if it's hard going in then..." Charlotte shakes her head. "You could have a tough time." You're hard now, but Stella is still slowly sucking your cock. "Yo! I'm ready." Stella stops and stands next to Hang to watch. You put your penis at edge of her hole and stop. "It'll go in easily, but first times always make sure they go in slow, OK?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Hang/Transform2/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You edge your way in, pretending that Charlotte is more nervous than she is. You slowly fuck her as Charlotte explains how it feels for her now and how it feels when it is bad. "Any questions?" Hang shakes her head. At this you swing Charlotte over, and begin to fuck her hard. "To prove that you don't always need to be delicate." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Hang/Transform2/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte begins to play with herself and within a few minutes you have both come. As you thrust raggedly but hard into her to eek out the last of your orgasm, Hang sits down and looks at the scene. Stella is watching with more than a dash of envy, and Hang's face turns to a strange determination. Once you've wiped yourself clean Hang peppers Charlotte and Stella with their other anal experiences, and before she leaves she slips into the bathroom to insert the buttplug you gave her. <<else>>\ For today's lesson you invite Charlotte over, as her mother lacks the requisite experience. You introduce them to each other before your dancing lesson begins. Because Charlotte is here Stella now has a partner, and the four of you learn under Hang's guidance. Once the lesson is over you need to head to the bathroom, and when you are back Stella and Charlotte are listening to Hang tell a story. "...which means he is close, OK? But I do not want him to come yet. I know we have just started, so not only do I not get to have as much fun, but I know he will not feel as good. I need to slow down." "What you do?" "I get on top, and then I bounce up and down on him! I also found out that this feels very good. Rupert's dick was touching right up into that bit that feels really good." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Vaginal/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Your G-spot." "My what?" "That super sensitive bit that feels good, that's called your G-spot." "Ah, my G-spot. Well then we do that, and we orgasm at the same time. Afterward he grunts a little, then looks at me with these wide eyes. I feel like I did a very good job." You cut in, and sit opposite them. "You did really well Hang. But after what you learn today, you'll blow Rupert out of the water." Hang laughs doubtfully. "How?" "Your ass!" Charlotte begins to laugh, Stella purses her lips and smiles at the same time, and Hang looks at you shocked. "But that would hurt!" You chuck her a buttplug, which she just about catches. "Not if you practice. Put that in when you can." "She gets an option? I had to just..." "You got to enjoy my undivided attention. Anyway, Charlotte, I want you to show Hang what a good little butt slut you are." Hang looks at Stella, who smiles and shrugs. "Whatever makes them happy, Hang." Charlotte shoos Stella and Hang off the sofa, then lies across it waiting for you. "Anal is all about preparation and mindset. If good blowjobs are about enthusiasm, and good sex is about control and vigour, then anal is simply about realising that you are being used as a hole and enjoying that." Hang looks at Charlotte, who is now stretching her asshole with a plug. "A hole." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Hang/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What you gotta do Hang is get nice and stretched out, but also make sure that you're feeling good about it. If you're worried, or anxious, you'll just pucker right up and then it'll be hard to enjoy it." Hang looks at Stella again. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella nods. "I've only tried it a couple of times, but my sweetie is right." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella nods. "She's not wrong. Lube can only do so much." <</if>>\ "See? But still, lube a lot, and then helps a lot. Mom? You wanna get him ready while I continue?" Stella takes your dick out of your underpants and begins to jerk you off, before getting on her knees and sucking you until you are hard. While she is doing this, Charlotte continues to explain preparation to Hang as she lubes up her asshole. "You also gotta make sure that you're clean. Make a habit of cleaning right up in there when you're in the shower. The toughest bit is also when it first goes in, if you start well, you'll end well, but if it's hard going in then..." Charlotte shakes her head. "You could have a tough time." You're hard now, but Stella is still slowly sucking your cock. "Yo! I'm ready." Stella stops and stands next to Hang to watch. You sit down next to Charlotte and she gets on top of you. She puts your penis at edge of her hole and stops. "It'll go in easily, but first times always make sure they go in slow, OK?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Hang/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can't quite get it in there, so Charlotte takes over. "If you're on top, it can be useful to just stick it in yourself, you'll know better than him." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Hang/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Your dick pops into Charlotte, and she begins to ride up and down on you. She slowly speeds up, until she is quickly bouncing up and down as quickly as she can. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/Hang/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "See? You don't always have to be delicate. In fact, you gotta be rough to really enjoy it. It's the ultimate bimbo act, I think. Just... Taking it in the ass." You give Charlotte a few spanks for good measure. Charlotte turns to you. "You gotta be quick Mr. $mc.lastname otherwise my mom is gonna catch us." Both Charlotte and Stella laugh, but it does the trick, and within seconds you're filling Charlotte's ass. She keeps bouncing until you drop your head back with relief. Hang sits down and looks at the scene. Stella is watching with more than a dash of envy, and Hang's face turns to a strange determination. Once you've wiped yourself clean Hang peppers Charlotte and Stella with their other anal experiences, and before she leaves she slips into the bathroom to insert the buttplug you gave her. <</if>>\ ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($hang, "SexSessionsComplete"); $hang.bimbo += 3; $hang.analTraining to 1; >>\ "Hi Hang, my name's Charlotte. I'm here to fill in for my mom today." "Your mom?" "Stella? She's my mom. She can't do butt stuff." Hang looks Charlotte up and down, then looks at Stella sitting in the corner, then looks at you. "I... You are to teach me this 'butt stuff' in front of your mother?" Stella interjects sniffily. "He never taught me, not that I need it to please him." "Mom!" "And you both... Know that he is having sex with each other?" "Right? Isn't it so fucked up? I love it. Bet you love to watch, don't you mom?" <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Stella smiles sweetly over. "I just like to see you happy, sweetie." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella sighs. "One of the best things I learned from my bimbo coaching, Hang, was what to simply accept. My daughter is a pervert." She winks at Charlotte then goes back to her phone. <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ "She watches all the time, she..." <<else>>\ "Don't worry, it's only happened like once." <</if>>\ You cough. "Anyway. Shall we start? Charlotte, go take Hang to get changed." Charlotte claps her hands and a somewhat shellshocked Hang follows her to the dressing room. Less then ten minutes later they're back. Charlotte leads her to the front of the living room, for everyone to look at her. "Super hot, right?" Stella says nothing but she smiles at Hang, who sways around smiling, looking proud. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Anal/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What a fucking show off whore, I love her $mc.name, you have to keep her." Hang laughs. "I am not for $mc.name to keep, I think. Just to teach." "How do you feel, Hang? Did you practice this week?" "I tried, yes. When Rupert was out I would practice using the toy, to make sure I am stretched enough for you." "Let's take a proper look at you." You walk off to grab a kitchen stool and as you return you overhear Charlotte whispering in Hang's ear. "He loves this pervy stuff, like you're..." "On display?" Charlotte nods. "Yeah." "Sit up on this Hang." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Anal/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang sits up on the stool and, without being instructed to, she lets her ass hang out over the edge. You begin by just looking at it, playing with her cheeks. She giggles and seems to be enjoying it. You ask her to stand up, and get on all fours on a nearby chair. "We can do this in private, if you want." Hang shakes her head. "No. I want them to stay. I have not done this before... I also enjoy people watching now. I want to be a show off bimbo, $mc.name. Why would I not show off when I can?" She shrugs as if that were the most obvious thing in the world. You look at Charlotte, who is suppressing a giggle. "Well, OK. Take off the one piece, then bend over, just here." Hang strips quickly, then rests forward on the chair. You squirt a little lube onto her asshole, then begin to rub it up and down her crack. You're surprised at how relaxed Hang seems. You insert the first finger, and she barely reacts, other than to turn around and smile at you. You feel yourself getting hard, not just from the fact that you are lubing up Hang's asshole, but because you know - you really know - that you're over the hill with Hang. She has a long way to go before she is an excellent bimbo, but she has become a bimbo. You insert a second finger, and it enters easily. You feel her asshole slowly relax around you. Charlotte approaches and is hovering over your shoulder. "Way to go Hang!" Hang laughs, and stretches out her hand for Charlotte to high five. The two bimbos high five, and you insert a third finger. You can feel Hang stretching now, and you know from experience that the girth of your dick is roughly three fingers, up at your knuckles. "You've got this, Hang." Over the next few minutes you slowly stretch Hang out, until you can keep your three fingers inside her all the way up to your knuckles, without any sign of pain or worry on Hang's face. "Am I being good?" "So good Hang, so good." You take your fingers out and let Hang's asshole close back up, before you spread her cheeks and begin to rim her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Anal/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang begins to squirm and squeal. "That tickles! That tickles so much!" Between dips you respond. "Most girls... like being... rimmed..." Hang keeps squirming around. "I like tongue, but not stubble. You must shave next time!" "Are you ready, Hang?" "For fucking my ass? I have been ready since I arrived." "Now don't feel bad if you can't take it the first time, I couldn't." By now even Stella has walked over. "You've been so good throughout all of this, honey. You can do this." You guide Hang to get up on the stool, and to lie on her back, legs spread and ass open for you. You lube her up, and then you lube up your dick. Pressing it against her opening you look at her, and she smiles up at you, nodding. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Anal/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You inch it in. For a moment, Hang looks shocked, but then she smiles, and throws her head back. She lets out a great moan. It isn't a moan of pain, or even pleasure, but relief. "Wow." "You're doing so well." "I'm going to speed up now, Hang." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Training/Sex/Anal/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You speed up, and Hang begins to enjoy herself. "Am I being a good hole today, $mc.name?" "Call him Mr. $mc.lastname, he likes that." "Am I being a good anal toy today, Mr. $mc.lastname?" "Yessss Hang!" "Fill me! Please, fill my asshole." You stare at Hang, and for all of her hesitancy sucking dick, or showing her body, she is a natural at anal. She's relaxed, and her inherent desire to please others is shining through. She's smiling up at you, telling you how much she wants you to cum inside her, how much she wants you to fill her asshole. You're conscious of the audience you two have, and you begin to edge over towards orgasm. Hang senses this, and begins to edge into you at the depth over every stroke, burying your dick just a little deeper inside her, the tip of your penis in an ever so slightly tighter part of her. And then you roll over the edge. Wave after wave of pleasure, wave after wave of cum. You fuck her, hard, until the very end of your orgasm, then you stop. A little sweaty, your dick still inside her, you can't help yourself. You bend down and you kiss her. She kisses you back, then you turn and look at Charlotte and Stella, smiling sweetly at you. "Awwwwwww, so cute! Wasn't that so cute mom? They had a real gentle little kiss right after he fucked her in-" Stella gives Charlotte a gentle backhanded slap on her bicep to shut her up. "What? Oh. OK... Lemme get you two some towels." Charlotte runs off to grab two kitchen towels, hands one to you, then one to Hang. You wipe off your dick as Hang squeezes out your cum into the towel. After a few squeezes she looks at it. "You jizz a lot today!" The four of you laugh, and you tuck your dick back into your trousers. "You did a good job, Hang. You're a natural." Hang beams up at you. "Seriously, you took that dick like a pro, you sure you never be fucked in the ass before? I found it so difficult, and I had tried before with..." You let Hang and Charlotte sit down and talk, before you go to the kitchen for a glass of water. A little while later, Stella follows you in there. Stella looks at you, as if she has something important to say. "What are you thinking?" "She... She still has a husband." You nod, and wonder if Stella is about to give you a lecture on faithfulness. "I've seen this before... I mean, I was here before. Before I started acting stupid at school, you know?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, she's got a lot to learn, and... She can't live two lives anymore. She's too much of a bimbo now." You look at Stella, then the ground, then back up at Stella. Then you nod, take your glass to the lounge, and listen to Charlotte and Hang talk about Charlotte's anal experiences. ''Hang is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "BimboTraining"); RemoveEvent($hang, "SexSessions"); RemoveEvent($hang, "SexSessionsComplete"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTrip"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTripEmail1"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailTrip"); $counters.set("HangTrip", 0); >>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ <<set $hang.bimbo to 26; $hang.exhibitionist to 26; $hang.slut to 26; >>\ <<else>>\ <<set $hang.exhibitionist to 36; $hang.slut to 36; >>\ <</if>>\ Hang arrives at the usual time, but before she has even passed through your door you can tell something is wrong. "I can't stay long, but I needed to come and see you. I will be gone for two weeks, maybe three... Here, take this. I want to hear from you." She hands you a piece of paper which has her e-mail address on it. Hang turns to leave but you grab her wrist. "What's wrong, Hang?" Hang lets out a shaky breath, then turns back to you with tears in her eyes. "My father... He's... He's dying. I have to go back to Vietnam." You look at her, your jaw drops, and you say nothing. You open your arms and she rushes in for a hug. She lets out two or three whole body, wrenching, yet quiet sobs, then buries her face into your shoulder. You stand there for a few minutes, holding each other before she pulls away, eyes red, but otherwise fine. She turns to leave, and looks at you nodding, but says nothing. "Good luck, Hang." The doors to the elevator close and you hear it whirr back downstairs. You walk back into the apartment and find Stella looking at you expectantly. "What's the matter with Hang? Did her husband find out?" You shake your head. "No, worse... Her father is dying." Stella looks sad and sits down. As she does you look at the e-mail address she gave you, and decide to send her a message then and there from your phone. Hang - I am really very sorry to hear about your father, and while I do not know what is the matter I hope that things work out. Regardless of what happens I want you to know that me, Stella, and Charlotte are thinking of you. If you need anything, or just want to vent, e-mail me, OK? We will all miss you. - $mc.name [[Home|Hang Training Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTanEmailTrip")>>\ Hang's dad is dying... I just heard she flew back home to see him. Shit. I'll ask around and see if I can find out any more. Did she say anything to you before she left? You shoot off a quick response. Yeah, she dropped by my apartment before the flight. Do you think she'll be alright? You don't hear back from Tan until the early evening. I don't know, but according to the grapevine it's looking pretty bad. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Rupert went with her, too. I'd doubted it at first, but they've been getting along better since you started doing whatever it is you do with her... Not that he knows. Still, it'll be good for her to have him around. <<else>>\ Rupert went with her, too. I bet that will go down well... Her family always liked the idea of her marrying a rich American, but he never really got used to the idea of not always being in charge. <</if>>\ I hope she's alright. [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTripEmail1"); AddEvent($hang, "HangTripEmail2"); >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You'd been waiting anxiously to hear from Hang all week, but got nothing, not even a reply to your first e-mail. When you wake up and see an e-mail from Hang in your inbox, you're overjoyed. My father has died. I got home just in time to say goodbye. My brother says he stayed alive just for me, and was waiting to tell me how much he loved me. I am very, very sad, but it is good to be around my family. My mother will be OK, my brothers are good men and will take care of her. With the money I send, and their love, our family will be OK. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Rupert came with me. At first I had wondered if he should. I know he can be awkward sometimes. To tell the truth, he has been awkward sometimes, but he has also been very good. Not just to me, but to my family. He really tries, and he really cares about me. I feel a little guilty that I have been going behind his back, and I think I need to be honest with him. <<else>>\ Rupert came with me. I... I do not want to be ungrateful, but I am not happy that he did. He has been difficult and rude. I used to think he was a good man deep down inside, but I see now that he is not. He is good when he gets his way and things are not difficult. But what kind of good man cannot rise to the occasion? What kind of good man cannot be a source of comfort? <</if>>\ Watching my father die has forced me to think about what I value, and what I do not. I'm looking forward to seeing you when I get back. Hang You read the e-mail and agonise for nearly an hour with how to respond. But in the end you just send her a simple e-mail. Hang - We are all still thinking about you. If you need anything done in America, let me know and I will do it. You're a smart woman Hang, so I know you won't rush into anything. Whatever decisions you make, I'm sure you will make the right one, as long as you are certain of it. - $mc.name [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTripEmail2"); AddEvent($hang, "HangReturn"); >>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Hello $mc.name! I am sorry that I have waited so long to reach out to you again. I am also sorry that I will not be seeing you for much longer than I had expected to. I have big news. I came clean to Rupert. It was terrible when I first did, and he was so upset that I had to stop my brothers beating him up for abandoning me temporarily at this time, until I told them a little bit of the truth and then they understood why he was so angry. Rupert came around, though. He's not exactly... Happy, but he is understanding. He wants me to enjoy my life and he has promised that he will try and be understanding, even if he doesn't necessarily want to walk that path with me. We haven't really agreed, but we have agreed to disagree, if that makes sense. When I get back, I will visit you. - Hang You respond to her right away. I'm proud of you Hang! It is very difficult to tell the truth, but you are an unusually honest woman. I look forward to seeing you again soon, and I hope that Rupert comes round eventually. - $mc.name <<else>>\ Hello $mc.name! I am sorry that I have waited so long to reach out to you again. I am also sorry that I will not be seeing you for much longer than I had expected to. I have big news. To start, me and Rupert are getting a divorce. I had planned to wait until we were both home, to make really sure, but he snapped at my mother when she wanted to include a small Buddhist part of my father's memorial. She was always the more committed Christian of the two, so for her to do that was a testament to her love for him. I couldn't believe he did that. I told him so, and I told him to leave. He has been apologising a lot over e-mail and phone, but I do not care now. I want a new life, without Rupert. So. Because of that. I have decided to go to Thailand before I come back to New York. I am scared, $mc.name, but I know it is the right decision. I want to be like Stella, or Charlotte. I want to be looked at like that woman in the videos you showed me. I will be a new woman when you see me, but I will be committed to being the best possible version of myself. Just like you've been teaching me. When I get back, can I stay with you? Just for a small time. I do not want to stay with Rupert. - Hang You respond to her right away. I'm proud of you Hang! That sounds horrible that he did that, and I'm really proud of you for standing up for yourself. Of course you can stay with me, no questions asked. I'll get a room ready for you. I'm also proud of you for taking such a big step, and I am very curious to see what you mean! - $mc.name <</if>>\ [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangReturn"); RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTrip"); $counters.delete("HangTrip"); $hang.trainingComplete to true; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ A little later than normal Hang knocks on the door. You know from a message she sent last night that her and Rupert returned from Vietnam yesterday. You open the door, and as you do Hang steps in and gives you a hug. "Hello! I am happy to see you again. How are you?" "I'm good, I'm good... I half expected Rupert to be with you." Hang shakes her head. "He does not want to see you, not yet at least. I nearly persuaded him to come, but in the end he did not want to." There's a silence and Hang moves to the kitchen, where she sits on a stool. You pour two glasses of water. "I'm sorry about your dad." "I am too. I am glad I got to go home to say goodbye, though." "It sounds like you've had a hell of a time over there." "It was very difficult. But I think things will be better now." "With Rupert?" "With everything." She smiles at you. "It will be long work to fix things with Rupert, he is still upset with me for getting you to coach me like this, but he trusts me that nothing ever happened between us. He also appreciates that I was lonely, and that he treated me badly. He has promised to have more fun with me, to be a better husband, but also a friend. He says he could learn to become more a bimbo, or at least to worry less. But..." "But?" "But I won't be able to see you as often. He has promised to be better, and I have too. We can still be friends, but only at Henrique's. At least for now." You feel your face form a grimace, at least momentarily. "I was worried that you'd say that. But your marriage comes first. Are you sure you're making the right decision?" You don't know what possessed you to ask that, but Hang takes it in her stride. "No. But if I learned one thing from you, it is to move forward, right? A good bimbo trusts others that earn her trust. These past weeks Rupert earned my trust, or at least a lot of it." "Yeah." Hang drinks a little more of her water then stands up. She walks round to you and kisses you on the cheek. "Thank you, $mc.name. You really helped me." You say nothing, but Hang kisses you on the cheek again and walks out of the house. [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "HangReturn"); RemoveEvent($hang, "HangTrip"); $counters.delete("HangTrip"); $hang.trainingComplete to true; $hang.bimbo to 50; $hang.happiness to 5; $hang.transformLevel to 1; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Hang e-mailed a couple of days before to let you know that her flight arrives early in the morning and that she would come straight to your apartment. You don't know why you are nervous waiting for her, but by now nerves as you wait for this moment of revelation have become almost a tradition for you. Sophie, Erica, Stella, Charlotte, the other girlfriends long forgotten... Now Hang. You hadn't had to wait this long before, though. To tell the truth you've been slightly on edge ever since Hang left, and a little bit of you wonders if this time you've strayed into unprofessional feelings. You like Stella and Charlotte a lot, of course, but your relationship with them has felt more shallow, less stressful. Hang has been complicated. You wake up earlier than normal and fuss around the house, adjusting little things and wiping the kitchen counters. Eventually, and much to your relief, you hear a knocking on the door. You go to open it, and standing outside is a woman you barely recognise. <img src="images/Hang/Return/Face.jpg" height="600"> "Hang?" "$mc.name." "Is that really you?" You stand in the doorway, shocked at how different she looks. She looks side to side a little nervously. "Can... Can I come in?" You move out of the way. "Of course, of course..." Hang walks in, dragging her suitcase behind her. "I'm sorry about your father." Hang nods, sadly. "Yes. So am I. I will miss him... It feels like so long ago that I was last here happy." Hang takes off her coat, and you see she's only wearing hotpants and a bra underneath. <img src="images/Hang/Return/Body.jpg" height="600"> "You flew dressed like that?" She nods, a smile crossing her face for the first time. "It was hot in Thailand... And I wanted to show off." Hang looks expectantly at you, but says nothing. "What happened, Hang?" Hang leaves her suitcase by the door and walks over to the sofa. She flops down and you sit down next to her. "Everything. It was like one thought after the other just exploding in my brain. My father told me to make the most of my life while I still was young. Then Rupert was mean. Then I thought about what ''I'' wanted. It all just kind of happened... We can talk about it soon, but right now I don't want to." "Whatever you want, Hang. You've had a really tough few weeks... You look great, though." She smiles at you. "Thanks. I was going to just get my boobs done, but then I thought I should get everything I wanted. Lips, face, boobs..." She flops out her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Return/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I didn't go that big, but I am bigger, yes?" She dribbles some spit on them then smiles at you. You reach out and touch them, rubbing her spit onto her nipples. "They look great, did it hurt?" You look around and can't see any sign of scarring. "A little, but the doctor was very good. They feel fine now." "You know, you look a little like that pornstar, the one that we watched." Hang claps her hands happily. "Yes! I know. I went in and asked the doctor to make me look just like her. He did a good job, I think." "Well let me see the rest of you." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Return/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang stands up and you sit down. She shakes her ass in your face for a moment before bending over. "Were your face and breasts the only things you got done?" "Yes... Look!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Return/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She pulls down her shorts and shows you her vagina. "Still the same! But I wax now. She pulls her shorts back up and sits next to you. "Have I pleased you?" You smile a shallow, wry smile and begin to nod slowly. "Yes, Hang... You've also surprised me." She looks concerned. "I surprised you?" "Yeah, I didn't really think you had it in you to take big steps on your own, you know? I'm proud of you." The anxiety drops from Hang's face and she leaps forwards to plant a kiss on your cheek. "Anyway, I'm tired. I want to sleep. Where shall I sleep?" She looks at you expectantly and you wonder whether you should give Hang her own room or allow her to sleep with you. ''WARNING: If you let Hang sleep in your bed you will begin a relationship with her, but if you give her her own room you will not - at least yet...'' [[Let Hang sleep with you|Hang Returns Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Give Hang her own room|Hang Returns Finish][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ "Sure. Let's take your things to my, my bed is all made up." Hang walks ahead of you as you grab her suitcase and bring it into your room. She begins to undress and smiles at you, before walking over, naked, and kissing you on the lips. She kisses you gently and slowly, then looks into your eyes, before walking to the bathroom. You let her take care of herself and decide that she will probably want a cup of tea or some water. You bring her both, but by the time you are back she is tucked in bed, blinds drawn, already asleep. You leave the water by the bedside table closest to her then close the door. Most of the day passes before you go to check on Hang again and you find her lying in bed, eyes open. When you walk in you get into bed with her, silently, and she shuffles over to you. You hold her for a minute, before she begins to unbutton your pants and stroke your cock. You turn her around and begin to kiss her, then she throws off the covers and spreads her legs. You manhandle her to the edge of the bed then penetrate her. Her head arches back and she lets out a loud moan, as you begin to fuck her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Return/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You fuck her on the bed for ten minutes, and you both come easily. The both of you collapse into a slightly sweaty, post-orgasmic puddle. As you look to your side you see Hang, nestled in the corner of your shoulder, smiling sweetly up at you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Return/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Wake-up|Hang Sleep Events][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<addhours 8>>\ "Sure, the spare bedroom is all made up. You can stay there as long as you want." You lead Hang down the hallway to the spare room, dragging her suitcase for her. "There isn't an ensuite, but you can just use the one next door. Make yourself at home Hang." You want up to her and wrap your arms around her. "I'm glad you're back." She looks up at you and nods, then gestures with her eyes towards the bathroom. You laugh and leave her to it. You do your work for the whole day and by the time Hang has woken up again it is the afternoon, and you are sitting on the sofa watching TV as Charlotte and Stella chat in the kitchen. "No, mom, you don't get it, it just doesn't look that good when I... Hang!" Hang walks through the archway to the rest of the apartment and Charlotte squeals as she runs towards her. "I'm so happy you are back! You look so good now! Congratulations on joining the club. Are you staying with us now?" Hang looks at you, then back at Charlotte. "Yes, at least for as long as $mc.name will have me." Charlotte dismisses that. "Pshhh, he'll have you for as long as you want." Stella has padded over now and hugs Hang. "I'm sorry about your father." She hugs her tightly, and Charlotte, looking a little ashamed that she had forgot, hugs her again but says nothing. "Let us know if you need anything." "Thank you. I will." Hang walks towards you and comes and sits next to you on the sofa. You two spend a little while chatting about her flight, and the surgery. As you do she edges closer and closer to you, and by the end is stroking your cock through your pants. Charlotte, evidently watching, strides over. "If you don't suck it now, move out the way." Hang looks up at Charlotte and laughs, then looks at you with eyes raised. Answering her silent question in similar style, you unbutton your jeans and let her take out your now hard dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Return/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang takes off her top and begins to slowly suck your dick. Charlotte comes to sit next to you and, rather than pay attention to the TV show, she focuses on Hang sucking your dick. After a while you realise that Charlotte is paying an unusual amount of attention to Hang and you look at her, and see that she is actually getting something up on her phone. She notices you looking and turns it around, to show a video playing. Handing you the phone, Charlotte grabs the TV remote and casts it to main TV. Half the wall is now taken up by two Asian women slobbering over a cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Return/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hey! Mom!" There's no response. "MOM!" Stella sticks her head around the corner, to see Hang sucking your cock and the porn video on the screen. "Doesn't Hang look really really similar to Asa Akira? You know, that big Asian pornstar." Stella looks at Charlotte, then the screen, then Hang. She walks closer and as Hang continues to suck your dick through her smiles, Stella lets out a little snort from her nose, then nods. "I can barely tell them apart." [[Home|Hang Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<if $hang.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<if $hang.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Hang/StatTransform5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Hang/StatTransform4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Hang/StatTransform3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Hang/StatTransform2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Hang/StatTransform1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $hang.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "NameChange")>>\ <h2>Hang Duong</h2> <<else>>\ <h2>Hang Cosgrove</h2> <</if>>\ Hang is an interesting woman. Having moved from Vietnam several years ago, she has adapted to life in America quite well. Although quiet and shy, Hang does have a wild side, with a past of going out dancing and sporting tattoos. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ Hang is now living with you as your amazing bimbo girlfriend. <<elseif $hang.trainingComplete and CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Hang has decided to stop the coaching, and is focusing on her marriage to Rupert. You can still see Hang at Henrique's, but for now, at least, Hang is out of your reach. <<elseif $hang.trainingComplete>>\ Hang has returned from Vietnam transformed. Huge fake tits, fake lips, a new face. Her coaching to behave like a bimbo isn't complete, but she certainly looks like one now. <<else>>\ Hang is married to Rupert Cosgrove, whom she met through her church. <</if>> <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Photography")>>\ <<if $hang.photography gte 4>>\ Hang loves her new hobby as your personal photography muse. <<else>>\ Hang is tentatively taking part in some photoshoots with you. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Photography")>>\ <<if $hang.photography gte 4>>\ Hang loves her new hobby as your personal photography muse. <<else>>\ Hang is tentatively taking part in some photoshoots with you. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "PornResult")>>\ Hang has had her first taste of porn. Time will tell where this leads. <</if>>\ <h4>Body</h4> <<if $hang.transformLevel is 1>>\ Hang has big, fake tits. Hang has a big, fake ass. Hang has big, fake lips. <<else>>\ Hang has small, natural tits. Hang has a small, natural ass. Hang has small, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <progress class="progress-big fame" id="hang-bimbo-meter" @value="$hang.bimbo" max="50">$hang.bimbo</progress> <<if $hang.bimbo gte 50>>\ Her training complete, Hang is now the sexy bimbo she was meant to be. <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 36>>\ Now a bimbo in the making, Hang loves her new outlook on life. <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 26>>\ There is something different about Hang. She might actually now want to become a bimbo. <<elseif $hang.bimbo gte 16>>\ Hang has might not wish to be a full bimbo, but her coaching is showing great results. <<else>>\ Raised in a conservative environment, Hang has never considered being a bimbo. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="hang-slut-meter" @value="$hang.slut" max="50">$hang.slut</progress> <<if $hang.slut gte 50>>\ Hang loves being a slutty, sex bomb; and there's no two ways about it. <<elseif $hang.slut gte 36>>\ You didn't think you would get this far, but Hang is truly embracing her sluttiness. <<elseif $hang.slut gte 26>>\ While not fully embracing her sexuality, Hang is certainly making progress. <<elseif $hang.slut gte 16>>\ Hang is now feeling a bit more confident with herself. <<else>>\ Whilst Hang wishes to be sexy, she does not yet have the confidence. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="hang-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$hang.exhibitionist" max="50">$hang.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $hang.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ Hang has taken the last step and shown her body for the world to see. <<elseif $hang.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ Hang truly feel comfortable with herself, even to the point of having sex in front of others. <<elseif $hang.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ Feeling more confident in herself, Hang has begun to display her femininity. <<elseif $hang.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ Hang is beginning to understand she has to be comfortable with her body. <<else>>\ Hang isn't very comfortable with public displays of sexuality. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="hang-happiness-meter" @value="$hang.happiness" max="5">$hang.happiness</progress> <<switch $hang.happiness>>\ <<case 5>>\ Hang loves you. <<case 4>>\ Hang likes you very much. <<case 3>>\ Hang does not think badly of you. <<case 2>>\ Hang is indifferent to you. <</switch>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "PornResult")>>\ This is the end of Hang's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "LesbianPorn")>>\ Hang is going to try out some porn on Saturday. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "PornTalk")>>\ Hang appears to like her profile. Give it a bit more time and something might happen. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "PornTalk")>>\ Give Hang a bit of time to look over her new profile. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "PornProfile")>>\ Now would be a good time to talk with Hang at home about what to do with the photos. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "OfficeSex") is false>>\ One of these days, Hang might visit you at BLC around midday. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Photography")>>\ You can take photos with Hang at your studio. <<else>>\ It has been a while since you did anything with Hang. Maybe you should try to find her at home? <</if>>\ <<elseif $hang.trainingComplete>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Hang has decided to commit to her marriage. It's unlikely she will be coming over for a while. <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "HangMeet") is false>>\ It's time to talk to your mom about meeting Hang. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave")>>\ Continue with preparations for the grand opening. <<else>>\ Before continuing your relationship with Hang, you need to sort out the elephant in the room; Rupert. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "HangTrip")>>\ Hang has gone to Vietnam and you don't know when she'll be back. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "FirstSexSession") and CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") is false and CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee") is false>>\ You would like to take Hang's coaching to the next level, however it would be good to have a fully trained bimbo to assist you. Stella for instance. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "HangDrunk")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($tan, "HangDrunk")>>\ It's a bit sad that Hang's life isn't quite what she wished it to be. Hopefully Tan will figure something out. <<else>>\ You have started to get to know Hang, such as how she used ot like to dance. You don't think there is much you can do at the moment though. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate") or CheckEvent($hang, "CoffeeDate2")>>\ If you remember correctly, Hang likes to spend lunch at the local coffee shop. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "AllMeetings")>>\ It's quite likely you will run in to Hang at some point in the future. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "MeetSubway")>>\ You swear you've seen Hang go down to the subway station, but only for 20 minutes at a time. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "MeetCoffeeShop")>>\ You think you've seen Hang occasionally go to Henrique's coffee shop. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "MeetOutside")>>\ You see Hang occasionally sitting on the bench in front of your building. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "SexSessions")>>\ Hang now visits on Monday mornings for sexual training. <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "BimboTraining")>>\ Hang can come over Monday mornings for coaching. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set _passageText to "You get a phone call from your mom">>\ <<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Sleep Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $sofia.weeklyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "FirstPhoneCall")>>\ [[_passageText|Sofia Intro]] <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "SecondPhoneCall")>>\ [[_passageText|Sofia Second Call]] <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "SofiaJuneCall")>>\ [[_passageText|Sofia June Call]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "FirstPhoneCall"); AddEvent($sofia, "SecondPhoneCall"); $mc.cash += 300; $sofia.met to true; $sofia.weeklyEvent to false; $sofia.bimbo to 25; $sofia.exhibitionist to 15; $sofia.slut to 15; $sofia.happiness to 5; >>\ "Good morning $mc.name! How are you?" Your mom is chirping down the phone at you, altogether far too cheery for someone who has just woken you up. "Hey mom... Why are you calling me so early?" "Oh I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" You're about to say she did when she skips on to the purpose of her call. "I just wanted to see if you were free to meet for dinner later, I'm in the city today and I'd love to see you." You sigh audibly. "Oh don't be so grumpy, I haven't seen you in so long! I barely know what you're getting up to anymore." You give a little happy snort of resignation. "OK. Where do you want to meet? I have some work I've been putting off in the city, I can meet you at 7." You two arrange to meet at a bar near your last meeting. After you hang up, you let out a long breath, then get ready for the day. [[Continue|Sofia Intro Meet]]

<<sethours 19>>\ Your last meeting ran over by about 15 minutes and you have to hustle to get to the bar. By the time you arrive you see your mom sitting at the bar. You hope to surprise her, but before you reach her she turns around and smiles at you. <img src="images/Sofia/Intro/Meet.jpg" height="600"> "$mc.name!" She waves at you and you wave back. As you get closer she stands up and you give her a hug. She coos over you and squeezes you tightly. "So good to see you!" You take the seat next to her and see she has just started on a glass of white wine. "It is! What are you doing in the city?" Your mom, long divorced from your late father, lives in Connecticut. She rarely comes into New York, preferring instead the life of luxury out in Fairfield, living off the income of your jetsetting step father. "Your sister -" You interject. "Step sister" Your mom frowns but continues. "- is transferring to Chapin for her senior year. She's been demanding to live in the city since she turned 18... You know what she's like." You both look at each other and raise your eyebrows in unison. Your step sister June is a notorious princess, and it doesn't surprise you in the least that she is demanding to finish high school in Manhattan. She spreads her hands wide in a flapping gesture to restart her story. "So, I was looking at apartments. We're not sure where she will stay yet, but we're thinking that we will just stay in the city during the week with her, after all Greg works here anyway. I might even get to see him occasionally if we stay here. But you know how Greg feels about living in the suburbs... Anyway, how are you? What are you up to?" [[Tell her the truth|Sofia Intro Explain][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tell her a partial truth|Sofia Intro Explain][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 50>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ "I coach women on how to become bimbos." Your mom coughs into her drink. "What? Seriously?" You laugh and nod. "Yep. I'm pretty good at it." She scoffs, but smiles and shakes her head. "God, $mc.name, you always did have the strangest plans... Are you enjoying it?" Her eyes twinkle knowingly. You look her in the eye and nod slowly. "Yeah. A lot. I... It sounds stupid and you'll laugh, but I feel like I've found my calling." She does laugh, but she squeezes your shoulder and leans in. "Well, as long as your happy. That's all that matters." She leans back out and takes a sip of her wine. "Have you totally given up on the tech world then?" <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "It's early days, but I'm working as a sort of life coach/therapist." She takes a sip of her wine. "What's the philosophy you're teaching?" "I, uh, I encourage people to take pride in themselves and their appearance. And, like, be carefree. And have fun. You know?" "Not really. Is it mainly men you coach?" "No... Women..." You begin to blush a little and a smile creeps across your mom's face. "Well, as long as your happy. That's all that matters." She leans back and takes a sip of her wine. "Have you totally given up on the tech world then?" <</if>>\ You explain that you don't own any companies anymore, or take any active role in working for one, but you do work as a consultant for other businesses, occasionally having work passed onto you by the main consultancy. Talk turns to other things and you catch up on the news from your old neighborhood, reminiscing about the time you broke your neighbor's window as you walk to the restaurant. The reminiscence continues, until after the third drink talk turns to how your mom is doing. "I... I don't know, really." You look up, suddenly concerned. "What's wrong?" She shrugs. "I'm starting to feel a little old. And things with Greg aren't that good. They're not bad but just..." You nod. "Well I don't think you look a day over 30." She laughs, a single, bitter, but not entirely joyless laugh. "That'd make me your sister, not your mom!" You both laugh, but then a slightly uncomfortable silence settles between you, which you break after a few seconds. "What's up with Greg?" "Same old, same old. He's nice, but he's a bit boring... When I met him all I wanted for myself, for us, was stability. But now I've got stability. I've lived stability now for 20 years and... I feel like I missed out a little." You're not quite sure what to say. "I'm sorry. What do you think you missed out on?" She shrugs. "Adventure... I..." She purses her lips and you see her eyes are slightly wet. She flattens her napkin against the table and smiles at you. "It's so good to see you, $mc.name. I also think part of it is that I just don't see you much any more. Did I upset you?" You're surprised that things have taken such a turn for the honest. Perhaps it's all the wine, but you decide to be honest. "No. Not at all. I'm sorry I hurt you. I just... My life was kind of a mess for a while. I didn't really want to let you see that... And then when I got my life together a few months ago, I just... Well. I was selfish and focused on that." "It's OK, honey..." You can see she wants to talk more, she wants to ask you another question, but she hesitates. Pushing out her chair, she stands up. "I'm going to go to the bathroom." While she's in the bathroom you check your phone, catching up on the news and your friend's latest groomed photos. When she returns she doesn't sit back down. You look up at her with an exaggerated look of anger. "Did you get the check?" She laughs, then cocks her head towards the door. "Come on, let's leave." You stand up, place your napkin on the table, then follow her out onto the street. "Greg's going to be working all night. Apparently some crisis in Tokyo... We were supposed to go home together, so I thought I would stay at yours tonight. I haven't seen it since you first moved in!" You feel a rising wave of panic, knowing that the girls are at home tonight. You hope that they're asleep, or at least uncharacteristically behaving normal and not at all like bimbos. "Don't worry if it's a mess, I won't judge you!" She hails a cab, and once you've both climbed in she looks at you. "You can get this, call it quits on dinner." You continue to say nothing, your wheels spinning in your head. "Well, aren't you gonna tell him your address?" You give him the address, and as you cross over the bridge, your mom staring out at the skyline of Manhattan, you warn her that you have some guests staying with you. [[Continue|Sofia Intro Apartment]]

<<sethours 23>>\ As the elevator lifts you to your apartment, and your mom oooo's and ahhh's over the thought of having an entire floor to yourself, you pray that you don't have to explain anything awkward. You think you can talk your way over most things, but you know Charlotte is the wild card. If she's sitting up watching porn, you'll have a hard time explaining that. To your relief, there's no light showing from under the door when you step out of the elevator and into the hallway. Perhaps everyone has gone to bed? You unlock your front door and, pushing it open, you see a gentle light in the kitchen. "Hi $mc.name." It's not ideal, but far from the worst case scenario. Charlotte is clearly in bed, and Stella is making a cup of tea. She's wearing her lingerie and a nightie. <img src="images/Stella/Sofia/Meet.jpg" height="600"> "Hey... Stella, I want you to meet my mom, Sofia. Mom, this is Stella, she's a friend of mine who is staying with me for a little while." Stella smiles widely, and your mom plasters a smile on her somewhat surprised face. "It's so nice to meet you Sofia. Your son is such a gentleman, hosting me and my daughter." You see your mom's eyes drawn down to Stella's breasts, almost as large and as fake as her own. Stella stands proudly, showing off her body, as your mom stretches out her hand for Stella to shake it. "A pleasure to meet you, Stella." Stella shakes her hand briefly, but also seems a bit awkward and keen to retreat. "Great to meet you. I'm going to go to sleep now, though.." Stella picks up her cup of tea and begins to walk towards the room she shares with Charlotte. "I hope you two had a good time bonding over dinner and drinks." As Stella walks away your mom looks at you, saying nothing. You get down two mugs, and look back at her. "Tea?" She nods, and when Stella's door closes she whispers loudly. "Your friend, huh?" She smiles and you nod. "Yeah, but it's... Complicated." "I bet... I wouldn't have thought she was your type, she's got to be my age." You stop yourself from saying that Stella is actually about a decade younger, but as you pass her the hot cup of tea you decide to tease her. "With age comes experience, don't you know." She laughs, and then you begin to lead her through your dim apartment, giving her a tour of your living space, working space, and the various amenities you've installed. Once you're done you show your mom to her guest room, a corner room with an en suite bathroom. As you are about to close the door she trots over, still in her heels, and kisses you on the cheek. "It's been so nice to spend the night with you, $mc.name." "It was fun, wasn't it? Anyway, goodnight mom." You close the door and walk to your room, where you fall asleep quickly, with a strange sense of completeness having her in your apartment. [[Wake up|Sofia Intro Morning]]

<<addhours 8>>\ <<addmins 30>>\ You're woken up half an hour earlier than normal by Stella. She pops her head into your room. "I thought you might want to know that Charlotte is currently having a great time talking with your mom..." Stella glides out, waving as she leaves, as you throw on your boxers and rush out of the room in a panic. Down the hall, in your mom's room, you hear Charlotte talking. "...really helped my mom, just, like, be herself. Happy, and nice, and not at all stressed. Does he make you less stressed?" <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ You run down the hallways as fast as you can without making a sound. The door is wide open and you see Charlotte standing there, topless, as your mom sits on the leather chair in the corner, looking up at her. <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/MeetTransform.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ You run down the hallways as fast as you can without making a sound. The door is wide open and you see your mom sitting on the leather sofa in the corner of the bedroom. Charlotte is sitting on a stool, wearing lingerie, legs spread. <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/Meet.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ "Mr. $mc.lastname!" "Good morning, $mc.name." Your mom looks at you, wide eyed, more than a little shellshocked. "Morning, ladies. Can I get you some coffee?" "Sure..." Charlotte leaps forward. "I'll get it for you! I'll be right back." She turns towards your mom. "I know just how Mr. $mc.lastname likes it. You want milk, right, Mrs. $mc.lastname?" Your mom nods and as Charlotte trots away you sit on the far corner of the bed your mom slept in last night. You look at your mom, already dressed for the day. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Intro/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "She's certainly very nice." You look down, away from her. "Uh, yeah, she is. Very nice." "And she's Stella's daughter?" "Yep." You nod. "She is indeed." You feel your mom staring at you and when you look at her she gestures at you. "Is it a house rule that people need to be naked, or nearly naked?" You realize you're only wearing boxers, tight ones at that. You feel suddenly conscious that your mom can see the bulge of your penis. You laugh nervously. "No, not at all... We're just relaxed. I want people to feel at home here, you know?" <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ She nods and a small smile creeps across her face. "Charlotte tells me that you've coached both her and her mom on how to be bimbos." You nod, looking at her. "That's right. Stella was actually my first client." "And now what is she? Your girlfriend?" <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ "Uhhhh... She lives here now." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ "She works for me now." <</if>>\ Your mom laughs, and as she does Charlotte walks in with three coffees on a tray. <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ She nods and a gentle look of concern passes over her face. "Charlotte tells me that this life coaching you do is coaching women on how to be bimbos." She purses her lips, but you can see a small smile growing in the corners of her mouth. "Mom, I can explain, I just..." She lifts up a hand to stop you. "Don't worry. Clearly you're having the time of your life." She laughs, and as she does Charlotte walks in with three coffees on a tray. <</if>>\ She hands the first cup to your mom. "Mrs. $mc.lastname..." And the next to you. "Mr. $mc.lastname." "Thank you so much, Charlotte. You must make my son so happy being here." Charlotte laughs. "I better!" Charlotte stays standing, and is staring at your mom's chest. You feel slightly uncomfortable whenever you remember she has the huge, fake tits that you're so obsessed with. "Is your bra pink, Mrs. $mc.lastname? I love what I can see of it." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Intro/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She laughs and tugs at her top to show a little more of it to Charlotte. "It is, I'm glad you like it. I find men appreciate seeing a little bit of bra." Charlotte nods. "They do, but Mr. $mc.lastname likes it most when women don't wear anything. Don't you?" Your mom responds for you, deadpan. "I bet he does." You change the subject to what everyone has planned for the day, and you drink your coffee happily as the chat moves on to more innocent subjects. As you near the bottom of your cup, however, your mom yelps. "Shit!" She's spilled what's left over her coffee over her top. "I was gonna wear this for viewings today... Shit shit shit." She begins to panic, but Charlotte steps in. "That's OK, Mrs. $mc.lastname. I bet we have a top you can wear, right?" You nod and your mom calms down, then stands up. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Intro/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh my God, that would be a life saver. I'll get changed now to get this soaking. It's silk." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Intro/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she takes off her belt, your mom looks at you expectantly and not a little awkwardly. Charlotte is, as usual, totally oblivious. "Is the lingerie a set?" You look at your mom, and know you should probably give her some privacy... [[Stay as if everything is normal|Sofia Intro Lingerie][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Leave and take Charlotte with you|Sofia Intro Lingerie][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $sofia.exhibitionist += 1>>\ You decide to stay. If she is going to invite herself over without even giving you any warning, you figure she has to live with the consequences. It could go either way, but after a few seconds she gives a little shrug and seems to give in. "Yeah, it's a set. Also silk, only the best for my skin." "I really wish I had more silk lingerie. It looks great, I like the shine too, you know?" "It's expensive but worth it if you can afford it." As the two chat about lingerie you find your eyes wandering, until you realise you're staring right at her chest. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Intro/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She smiles, and you look away, but not before taking another quick look. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Intro/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Laying on the bed she takes off her skirt, throwing it on the floor. "Anyway, guys, I'm gonna change my bra too because some coffee got on that, so if you want to just..." She makes a shooing gesture towards the door. You stand up, and nod at Charlotte to follow you. "We'll get you your top." Later that afternoon you get a text from your mom. I had such a wonderful night with you honey. I can't wait to see you again. You won't get away without answering all my questions next time! xxx ''Your mom is now more exhibitionist.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Hey, Charlotte, let's go find a top for her." Charlotte looks a little disappointed, but follows along. Once you have a top for her, you leave it outside of the bedroom door and knock, letting her know it is outside. Later that afternoon you get a text from your mom. I had such a wonderful night with you honey. I can't wait to see you again. You won't get away without answering all my questions next time! xxx <</if>>\ ''You can now see an entry for your mom in the journal.'' [[Home|Sofia Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "SecondPhoneCall"); AddEvent($sofia, "SofiaJuneCall"); $sofia.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ "Good morning honey!" You groan down the telephone. "Are wake up calls going to become a regular occurence?" "There are worse ways to wake up than to a call from your loving mother." You sigh. "I'm in the city again today. Let's get dinner again. I'll stay the night, Greg's travelling and June is on a sports trip." "Sure. Sounds good. Where do you want to go?" "You pick. Just let me know where... Will Stella and Charlotte be staying at your apartment too?" "Yeah, probably, though I could ask at least Charlotte to -" "No no, don't worry, perhaps we can have a drink with them after dinner? I got such a kick out of chatting to Charlotte, that girl really has no sense of shame does she?" Little do you know, you think to yourself. "Well, great. I'll see you later." Once you're properly woken up you have a look online and decide to take your mom to a new Thai restaurant only a short walk from your house. After texting her the details, you get to work for the day. You don't have much to do, and hanging around the house with Charlotte you two watch old TV shows as she idly sucks your dick. When it gets to 6:30 you get ready, and head off to the restaurant to meet your mom. [[Continue|Sofia Second Call Dinner]]

<<sethours 19>>\ You see your mom standing in entrance hall waiting for you. You see she's wearing another dress, a little revealing even by her liberal standards. <img src="images/Sofia/SecondVisit/Dress.jpg" height="600"> As you get close she leans in and gives you a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Before she walks in, however, she gives you a little twirl. "Like the dress?" You look her up and down and notice the tiny bottom edge of her ass cheek showing from under the hem of her skirt. "You look stunning as ever, mom." "Greg says it's too short, but now I know about your secret life I have someone to wear my fun clothes with!" You're not quite sure how to respond to that, but she laughs and starts to walk into the restaurant. "Nice place!" <img src="images/Locations/Outside/Restaurant.jpg" width="600"> You approach the hostess and confirm the reservation. You're seated at a small table for two in the middle of the room. You feel the eyes of half the men in the place staring at you, or, rather, at her. For most of your life this embarrassed you, but after spending time with your bimbos it's become a normal sensation. "There's a great Thai place in Fairfield that we've been going to a lot." "Oh? Have I been there?" She shakes her head. "I don't think so, it only opened about a year ago..." The two of you fall into easy conversation, and you joke about how she doesn't like spicy food. You order a bottle of wine to share, and begin to delve into more serious subjects. The main course finished and the bottle finished, you order two glasses of wine to finish off the meal. After they're delivered mom leans towards you, and you can't help but notice her cleavage shine in the light. "I know I'm your mom and it's weird to say this but I'm proud of what you're doing." You're confused for a second. "What?" "This bimbo thing... It's... Well... It's not normal, but I'm proud that you're just doing what you want. Just not giving a fuck." "Yeah... I'm a lot happier now. Things weren't going well for me for a while there. But once I started doing that I really feel like I turned a corner." She reaches out and rests her hand on your forearm. "Oh, I'm sorry. I knew you were going through a tough time, I just... I just didn't know what to do about it. You're all grown up now, you know?" You laugh gently, and lean back. "I'm not so little now, am I? But yeah... I didn't either. Still. Perhaps it was necessary, pain for personal growth and all that." There's a silence and you see her formulating a question. "Go on, ask it." She laughs, then bites her lip. "OK, fuck it. What's the deal with Stella and Charlotte? Or, really, you, Stella, and Charlotte." [[Give the full story and answer all questions|Sofia Second Call Questions][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Tell about the coaching, but be discrete about the sex|Sofia Second Call Questions][$passageChoice to 1]]

<<sethours 21>>\ "So... I started Bimbo Life Coaching, and Stella was my first client. She was the only one that came to my first weekly meeting, and -" She cuts across you. "You hold weekly meetings?" "Yeah, at a bar near my house. Anyway, she was the only one that turned up. She'd just divorced Charlotte's dad, and was feeling old and left behind, generally sad, and like she'd missed out on a lot of life. And I helped her feel better about that." She frowns skeptically. "How?" "First I helped her develop her confidence. To feel more attractive, more desirable. Then I helped her identify what she wanted out of life, and how to worry less about things." "And Charlotte? Is she really Stella's daughter?" "Yep. She's 18." "Same age as June... And how did you get to coach Charlotte? Did Stella, like... Give her to you?" Your mom looks a bit worried, anxious about what your answer will be. You shake your head. "Nah, not at all. In fact she was kinda upset about it at first. But Charlotte had come to work for me - cleaning up, helping around the house, etc. - and as her mom changed, she had a lot of questions. I helped to answer them, and then one thing led to another..." She takes a deep breath. "And you've... You know..." She raises her eyebrows and looks at you expectantly. <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $sofia.slut += 1>>\ "Yes, I have. What do you want to know?" Her eyes widen. "I mean, nothing, this isn't something that I should -" You laugh and poke her teasingly. "You brought this up! Don't chicken out now that you got the answer you wanted." She stares at you. "Yes?" She shakes her head. "Are we sure...?" Still nothing. "Well, in that-" She blurts out and interrupts you. "Both of them?" "Both of them what?" You raise your eyebrows slightly. "Have you... With both of them?" "You can say sex, mom." She laughs now. "OK, have you fucked both of them? There, happy?" You laugh, and she continues to laugh, not quite concealing a little nervousness. "Yeah, I have." She looks shocked. "And they both know?" You nod. "And they live with you, basically?" You shrug and nod. "Together?" She looks positively scandalized at this. "I mean... Not, like, together. But we don't keep it secret." She lets out a deep breath, and then looks around for the check. ''Your mom is now more of a slut.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ You make an exaggerated face, turning away, pretending not to answer the question but leaving no doubt about what the answer is. "Damn..." She lets out a deep breath, and then looks around for the check. <</if>>\ [[Go Home|Sofia Second Call Home]]

<<sethours 22>>\ She picks up the check for dinner again, and by the time you get home it's 10pm. As you enter the hallway you see the lights are still on at home, and you prepare yourself for a nightcap drink. A little late night chat with you, your first bimbo, her bimbo daughter, and - if you are truly being honest with yourself - your bimbo mom. As you enter you see Stella sitting at the kitchen counter, flicking through her iPad. She's sipping a glass of wine, and you see an empty glass opposite her. <img src="images/Stella/Sofia/Dress.jpg" height="600"> "Hello!" Stella stands up and walks over, and leans in to exchange cheek kisses with your mom. "It's so nice to see you again! Did you have a nice dinner?" "Yeah, it was great. Where's Charlotte?" "She's just getting ready. Where did you go?" You go to get two more wine glasses as your mom answers. "This Thai restaurant not far away. $mc.name says it is new, have you been?" "Not yet, but I'll have to make him take me there." You fill two glasses and pass one to your mom. After clinking your glasses, you look at her and Stella. "Well, shall we go and sit somewhere more comfortable?" You begin to walk towards the living area of your apartment, and you sit your mom next to you on the sofa. Stella, having stayed behind to fill another glass for Charlotte, follows a few moments later. "I really love your dress, Sofia." She tugs at the shoulders and then smiles up at Stella. "Thanks. I bought it a while ago, but my husband says it's too risque." You hear quick footsteps up the hallway. "Heyyyyy!" <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/SecondVisitTransform.jpg" height="600"> Charlotte walks in, wearing an unusual amount of clothing for her. <<else>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/SecondVisit.jpg" height="600"> Charlotte comes and sits down, wearing an unusual amount of clothing for her. <</if>>\ You and Stella stay seated, but your mom stands up and she and Charlotte do the same cheek kissing that she did with Stella. "Fun night?" "Yeah, we had a very nice dinner." "Mom, can I have another glass of-" Stella lifts up a glass and passes it to Charlotte. "Fuck yeah! Thanks, mom." With Charlotte now sitting opposite, a silence falls over the room. Your mom is looking around, as if she's looking for something to talk about. Stella is sitting with a pleasant smile on her face, waiting for someone to say something. And Charlotte is fidgeting, clearly wanting to talk about anything and everything - as usual - but controlling herself. The silence continues, and you can hear the fridge begin to whirr in the kitchen. "They say this is going to be a cold winter this year." Blank faces. "Something to do with El Nino... Or... Something like that. I'm not-" Your mom begins to laugh, and as she does Stella and Charlotte do too. "What? What's funny?" You mom leans over and kisses your forehead. "My little $mc.name, always so serious." You scoff in annoyance, but the ice has been at least gently broken. "What's bringing you to the city so often, Sofia? You live in Connecticut, right?" She takes a sip of wine and then places the glass on the coffee table before answering. "We do, Fairfield. My daughter is-" You interrupt. "Step daughter." Your mom rolls her eyes at you. "My step daughter is about to start her last year of high school and, now that she's all grown up she's demanding that we transfer her to a school here for her senior year. She's insistent that she wants to come to college here, and doesn't want to be one of the usual lame girls who doesn't know the secrets of the city... So, after much pestering, we agreed. She's starting at Chapin, but now we need to sort out a place for her to stay. We're thinking of renting an apartment in the city to stay in on weeknights with her, but we might also just let her stay with a relative of ours who has a big place overlooking Central Park." "Wow, you guys must be really rich." Stella shoots Charlotte a dirty look and she quickly takes a sip of wine. "That's gonna be so fun for her. Have you seen any nice places?" "Loads, but Greg - my husband and $mc.name's stepfather-" She looks at you and puts extra emphasis on the 'step' "-really doesn't like living in the city, he prefers to escape to somewhere quiet at the end of the work day. He's a bit old fashioned." She turns to Charlotte. "Did you grow up here, Charlotte?" "Yeah! I loved it. I didn't go to a fancy school, though. But I wouldn't have changed it for the world." The evening relaxes as you spend your time discussing the various merits of growing up where. Each of you have a different perspective. Stella, who grew up in the countryside of Ohio. You, who grew up in suburban Connecticut. Charlotte, who grew up in Brooklyn. And your mom, Sofia, who grew up in Brussels. "I loved it, but I moved to America when I was 24 and though we've gone back to visit a lot, I have lived in or around New York ever since. I had $mc.name when I was 25, and though my relationship with his late father broke down almost immediately, I stayed here." You see Charlotte looking at you hard."So that makes you 53?" "Charlotte!" Stella looks worried, but your mom begins to laugh, but also shake her head slightly regretfully. "I am, yeah. 53." "What? She looks fucking amazing for 53." "Thank you Charlotte. That's very kind of you to say." Stella shrugs slightly. "You do, though. I hope I look as good as you at 53." Your mom cocks her head, and looks at Stella. "I'm 37. I had Charlotte when I was 19." "I'm not sure I looked as good as you at 37." "Why? Had you not got your tits done by then?" Your mom begins to blush, and you step in. "You must have been... What... 39? 40?" She nods with a certain amount of reluctance. "39. It wasn't long after I married Greg, and you'd just started high school." Charlotte looks at you, knowingly, but then turns back to your mom. "So how big are they?" Stella puts her hand on Charlotte's belly to stop her and leans towards your mom in apology. "I'm sorry, Sofia. Charlotte, you really shouldn't-" She chuckles. "It's OK." She looks at Charlotte. "They're Gs." <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ "Awesome!" <<else>>\ "Wow, I knew they were huge, like, obviously, but... Wow..." <</if>>\ You see your mom's glass is empty. She's probably had nearly a bottle of wine all in all, and you debate whether you should refill her or not... [[Fill her glass to the brim|Sofia Second Call Night]] [[Make moves to go to bed|Sofia Second Call Sleep]]

You stand up and walk to the kitchen and grab the bottle of wine. There's a little less than half left, and when you return you fill your mom's glass and then pour the rest into your own. Stella, Charlotte, and your mom all discuss their enhancements, operations, and various other plastic surgeries they've had. Your mom drinks her glass of wine happily, and you can see she is becoming a bit drunk. Stella beams and shakes her chest as she drops her statistics. "Mine are also Gs." "They look awesome, but they're way less perky than Mr. $mc.lastname's mom's Gs." "I like them to look a little more natural. No offense, Sofia." Your mom beams, and takes a swig of her wine. "None taken! I like 'em to look fake. Big and fake." <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ "Mine are G's too. They're the most natural looking of us all though, right Mr. $mc.lastname?" You cough. "Yeah, I suppose." "They look a lot like your mom's to me." Before anyone can say anything Charlotte stands up and whips open her top. <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/BoobsTransform.jpg" height="600"> "See?" <<else>>\ "Mine are perky and fake too. They're only Ds though." Before anyone can say anything Charlotte lifts up her top to show them off. <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/Boobs.jpg" height="600"> "See?" <</if>>\ "Wow... They're... They're very nice Charlotte." At first she looks away politely, but reading the room she just decides to look at them. "Yeah, they're super nice, really well done." Charlotte ignores your mom and begins to tug at Stella's dress. At first she fights back, but after a few seconds Charlotte manages to pull down the front of Stella's dress. <img src="images/Stella/Sofia/Boobs.jpg" height="600"> "So those are the same size as yours, but look how they hang a little more naturally." Charlotte leans back, tits still out. "I went more natural to look a little more like her, but I kinda wish I'd gone for really fake ones too." Stella adds thoughtfully. "I do still need to wear a bra." Your mom blurts out. "I don't." Charlotte cries out and begins to clap. "Show us then! Come on!" [[When in Rome, mom|Sofia Second Call Strip]] [[Put at stop to this|Sofia Second Call Sleep]]

Your mom stands up, then looks at you. "Same room?" You all begin to stand up and go to your rooms. You show her to her room, and as you say goodnight she kisses you on the cheek. "I haven't had that much fun in years. Thanks for another wonderful night." As you walk away you see she's left the door wide open, and in the darkened room you see a silhouette of a woman taking off her panties, then climbing into bed. Your mom is gone by the time you wake up, but mid-morning you get a text from her. Thanks again for last night. I loved our dinner, and Stella and Charlotte are so fun. I don't meet many women like that in Connecticut. A little later she texts again. We've decided that June is just going to stay with her Uncle Matthew. She starts the week after next and will move in next week. Do you want to get dinner the three of us? And, if it's alright, can I keep coming into the city to see you more? You agree, on both counts. [[Start your day|Sofia Sleep Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $sofia.exhibitionist += 2; $sofia.happiness to 4; >>\ Your mom looks at you with anxious eyes but a carefree grin. You look at her and smile. "When in Rome, mom." She laughs and stands unsteadily on her feet. You hear her whisper to herself. "What the fuck are you doing..." She pulls down the top of her dress, showing that she's wearing no bra. "No bra. They just stay like that. They're super firm." Then, facing towards Stella and Charlotte, she begins to jiggle them. "See?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/SecondVisit/Play.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte looks at Stella "Fuck, they're amazing." "Seriously. You look fabulous, Sofia." You start to feel a little uncomfortable now, but if anything your mom is beginning to feel even more free and easy. She begins to take off her dress, only leaving on her tiny white panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/SecondVisit/Strip.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte and Stella begin to whoop, and once she's down to her panties she does a little twirl. She looks at you beaming, and you muster all your self-control not to stare at her tits. It isn't the first time you've seen them by any means, given her European sensibilities about nudity, but this time feels different... You laugh along, though, and she comes to sit with you again on the sofa, now sitting facing you. Charlotte claps and looks at you. "I can see where he gets it from!" "Where I get what?" "The bimbo stuff! Your mom, she's like... She's like the original bimbo." You all collapse laughing, but your mom looks at you, legs spread from the other end of the sofa, with a pondering look in her eyes. <img src="images/Sofia/SecondVisit/Boobs.jpg" height="600"> She looks away, and back to Charlotte. "Oh, I'm just an amateur. I haven't been properly trained." She slaps your thigh. "I think I should go to bed before I do anything else I regret." Your mom stands up, then looks at you. "Same room?" At this cue you all begin to head to bead. You show her to her room, and as you say goodnight she kisses you on the cheek. "I haven't had that much fun in years. Thanks for another wonderful night." As you walk away you see she's left the door wide open, and in the darkened room you see the silhouette of a woman taking off her panties, then climbing into bed. Your mom is gone by the time you wake up, but mid-morning you get a text from her. Well that was a night. I haven't done anything like that in... Well. A long time. I hope you're not as embarrassed about me as I am for myself, though it doesn't seem like Stella and Charlotte minded, right? Remind me not to drink so much. You reply back quickly Mom, it was a great night. I won't pour your wine so liberally next time. Don't worry, it isn't anything that I didn't see on our beach vacations. Have a good day! A little later she responds. That's a relief xxx We've decided that June is just going to stay with her Uncle Matthew. She starts the week after next and will move in next week. Do you want to get dinner the three of us? And, if it's alright, can I keep coming into the city to see you more? You agree, on all counts. ''Your mom is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' ''Your mom is now less happy with you.'' [[Start your day|Sofia Sleep Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "SofiaJuneCall"); AddEvent($june, "FirstVisit"); $mc.cash += 300; $sofia.weeklyEvent to false; $sofia.happiness to 5; $june.met to true; $june.weeklyEvent to false; $june.bimbo to 1; $june.exhibitionist to 1; $june.slut to 1; $june.brat to 50; >>\ <<sethours 19>>\ "Wakey wakey sleepyhead!" "Ughhhh, what?" "Now that's not a nice way to talk to your mother, is it?" You grunt, and she continues. "I'm just reminding you about dinner tonight. 7pm, that French place on East 78th. Oh, and $mc.name?" "Yes?" "Be nice to your sister." "Step sister" "Just be nice... Enjoy your day!" She hangs up and you get ready to head into the city. You have some meetings to attend, and schedule a final one to end at 6 in midtown, giving you ample time to get to dinner on time. It was a smart move, as the meeting runs over, and you only just make it to the restaurant in time. Outside you see June. Looking as neat, and as perfect as ever. <img src="images/June/Intro.jpg" height="600"> "Hey big bro." "Hey June. Where's mom?" She makes an irritated sound. "She's, like, running super late. She's not even at Grand Central yet." You roll your eyes. "Sounds about right. Shall we get our table?" June shrugs, then walks in ahead of you. She gets you seated, but disliking the first table you were given, has you moved to another table more to her liking. "Wasn't she supposed to be in the city with you today?" "Yeah, but she had something to do. Anyway. I start at Chapin next week!" You smile. "I heard! Are you happy to be in New York now?" "So, so, so happy. Even if I have to stay with boring Uncle Matthew." A waitress comes by to get drinks while you wait. June looks at you expectantly. "A glass of the house red, please" June scoffs, then orders a coke. When the waitress leaves she looks at you angrily. "I'm an adult now. In Europe I could have a glass of wine with dinner like a civilized person." "Well we aren't in Europe, are we? Anyway, why's Uncle Matthew so boring?" She scoffs again. "He has all these dumb rules. I'm more tied down there than I am at home!" "That wouldn't be difficult." Greg and Sofia's parenting was lax for you, and spoiled June gets to do basically whatever she wants. It wouldn't surprise you if this was the first time she's faced real limits since she became a teenager. "It sucks. I've gotta be home by 9 every night, I've got to help clean the house even though they have a maid, I... I... I've got to do all sorts of stuff." "Their house, their rules. Anyway, this isn't Connecticut. You should do what they say, an apartment overlooking Central Park sounds pretty ideal." She scoffs again, but as she is about to launch into another bite of bitching, you see your mom enter the restaurant. She's dressed in a short leather skirt, and a tight blouse that shows her cleavage. Normal enough for her, and not as daring as last week's outfit. "Hey guys!" "Hey mom" June looks at her frowning as she sat down. "What happened?" She sighs. "Oh, my car broke down this morning when I was heading to the station. So I had to sort that out, and then get home, switch cars. Then the trains were delayed - you know what the MTA is like - and, well... I was late. I couldn't do any shopping like I had planned." "What were you wanting to buy?" "Oh, nothing, just wanted to try on pretty things." June nods knowingly. "You should take $mc.name shopping, make him pretty too." You scowl at her. "Now, June, be nice. He looks good, he just doesn't have your..." "...Upper East Side boring preppy style?" Your mom sighs. "Hey! I look great, this sweater alone is worth more than you-" Your mom raises her voice slightly. "No! Not here." She drops it back to normal. "Have you got drinks yet?" "Yeah. $mc.name wouldn't order me a wine so I got a coke." Your mom lowers her face and looks at June skeptically. "You wouldn't have been served anyway, they card here." "I got a house red. Want one?" She nods, and luckily you catch the eye of the waitress and indicate you want two glasses of the red. [[Continue|Sofia June Call Finish]]

<<sethours 21>>\ The drinks arrive and the three of you chat about June's upcoming move, and her switching schools. Apparently she won't miss Fairfield all that much as both of her best friends moved in their last year, and she feels she would essentially be starting again anyway. Your mom sums up her feelings about the change as the conversation is reaching its conclusion. "I wasn't keen on it at first, and I will miss you, but the more I think about it the better and better an idea I think it is. It'll give me an excuse to come into the city more, and to see $mc.name more. Perhaps you two might even become friends!" You smile politely. June puts on her sweetest voice. She thinks she's being artfully manipulative, but everyone can always see right through it. Everyone, that is, except Greg. "You know how strict Uncle Matthew is, right mom?" She nods. "Maybe on certain nights, when I just need to get away from that, maybe on weekends, I could stay with $mc.name? You know, relax a bit, but also bond a little." You widen your eyes ever so slightly at your mom to warn her off, but to your surprise she smiles at you. "Yes, that could be nice, couldn't it?" "Uhhhhh... Sure. You'll have to let me know ahead of time, though, I'm pretty busy." June smiles her fakest, brightest smile at you then stands up. "I'm going to the washroom." Once she's far enough away your jaw drops and you hiss whisper at her. "What the fuck? You know what goes on in my house, right? I don't want June coming along and screwing things up. You know what she's like." She replies normally. "I'm sure you can keep them dressed and under control. Besides, I think it could do June some good to meet people who aren't all on the same track of private schools via Harvard to Wall Street. She doesn't know any normal people." "They - we - aren't props in your quest to make June a normal person. It's just never gonna happen, mom." "OK, at least just meet up with her occasionally even if you don't want her over. Do this for me. Do this for your sister." "Step sister." She glares at you and squints her eyes slightly. You raise your hands. "OK! OK. I'll do it for you. I'll have her over for lunch or something to test the waters, but if it goes badly I'm not doing it again, OK?" "Thank you, $mc.name." June returns from the bathroom and sits down. "They have the beeeeest soap in there. It smells like that vacation we took to Dubai." You clear your throat. "You know, maybe it would be nice if we got to know each other a bit better. We should swap phone numbers, perhaps we could meet for lunch or something." June smiles at you and takes out her phone. You swap numbers, then order dessert. Mom and June just have tea, but you have a delicious little creme brulee. After arguing over who pays the bill, you admit defeat then go home, your mom taking June back to Fairfield tonight. ''Your mom is now happier with you.'' ''On a weekend day you can now see June for lunch.'' ''You can now see an entry for June in your journal.'' [[Home|Sofia Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set _passageText to "June texts you">>\ <<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $june.met and $june.weeklyEvent and CheckEvent($june, "Home") is false>>\ <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 16>>\ <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Saturday" or GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sunday">>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "FirstVisit")>>\ [[_passageText|June First Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "SecondVisit")>>\ [[_passageText|June Second Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "ThirdVisit")>>\ [[_passageText|June Third Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "FourthVisit")>>\ [[_passageText|June Fourth Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "FifthVisit")>>\ [[_passageText|June Fifth Visit]] <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "SixthVisit")>>\ [[_passageText|June Sixth Visit]] <<else>>\ June isn't responding to you. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "FirstVisit"); AddEvent($sofia, "DinnerDate"); AddEvent($sofia, "HomeVisits"); $june.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ hey big bro wanna take me to lunch? You remember that you promised mom that you'd meet up with her, and reluctantly you open up the text and agree. Sure Brooklyn or the city? city, duh let's do this place She sends you the information to a popular brunch place in Gramercy. You assume you're paying, but it isn't too pricy. see you in an hour? OK You're already dressed well enough to go to that place, so you just tidy your hair a little then hop on the subway. When you get to the place June is standing outside the entrance, fully made up in a cute matching shirt and skirt combo. <img src="images/June/Weekend/Meet.jpg" height="600"> "Hey." "Hey! Thanks for taking me here. I've heard it's pretty cool... Have you been before?" "No, but I've heard about it." You walk up to the hostess and ask for a table for two. Unfortunately there aren't any tables available for another two hours. You return to June with the bad news. "You didn't book, did you?" "No, why?" "No tables for two hours." She begins to whine. "What? No, I really wanted to come here, it looks so good." "I'm sorry, June. Let's find somewhere else." "No, please, let's just wait, it's supposed to be amazing." You glare at her, but she continues. "Come on, we can just like..." She continues whining and you're about to snap at her when you remember you're doing this for your mom. You take a deep breath, then interrupt her. "Look, June. I'm sure this place is actually really good, but it's also somewhere you found on Google, right?" "Instagram, but... Yeah. Why?" "That means anyone can find it. Tourists can find it. Boring finance bros. You've just become a New Yorker, yeah?" "I've lived here one day, $mc.name, I'm not sure I quite deserve that title yet." "Well if you want to be one, or at least fit in with them, you've got to know the little places, the places that aren't big and flashy, but the hidden places locals go to." She looks at you skeptically, then looks back into the rammed restaurant. "Come on. There's a place a few blocks away that does amazing sandwiches. We can eat in the park." She looks longingly into the restaurant, then back at you. Her shoulders drop. "Ugh. Fine. You better not be lying." [[Continue|June First Visit Lunch]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 14>>\ You walk the 10-15 minutes down and over to Tompkins Square Park, where you stop in at an old sandwich shop. You tell June about your first year living in the city, and how you started off living in an expensive apartment that mom and Greg rented for you, but you realized you needed to live more normally to make friends with people that you actually liked. "I'm not, like, hating Fairfield but... It's not the realest place, you know?" She ignores your largely rhetorical question and points at the sandwich shop. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/SandwichShop.jpg" width="600"> "Yep!" You start to worry that she will judge it entirely based on the... Well, on everything except the sandwich. But then you realize fuck it, and fuck her if she doesn't appreciate it. She barely conceals her disgust. "Ugh. I better not get sick." You laugh and open the door for her in an elaborately gentlemanly fashion. She walks in and begins to look up at the counter. "I'm not really that hungry, to be honest. Maybe I'll just get a bag of chips." "Oh, come on, don't be so timid." "I'm not timid! I'm just not hungry, seriously." "The best thing here is the meatball sub, the guy who opened it's grandma made the recipe and they import the marinara from their home town in Sicily." June's snobby interest is slightly piqued. She'd turn up her nose at a delicious gas station sub, but one made with imported marinara? "Well, maybe a little one." You beam at her, because you know such exaggerated emotion annoys her. "Great. How big do you want it? Small is about 6 inches, large is 12." "Small for me. You might need to help me." She looks around the shop and only sees cheap, bolted down chairs, the vinyl cracking and the tables wiped but still visibly greasy. "I, uh... I think I'll wait outside." You decide not to press your luck. "OK. I'll bring them out when the sandwiches are ready." You turn to the woman at the counter as she leaves. "Yeah, lemme get a..." [[Continue|June First Visit Park]]

<<addhours 1>>\ About five minutes later you walk outside and find June standing on the corner, flicking through her phone. You've got the sandwiches and her drink in a plastic bag in your left hand, and your filter coffee in your right. "Let's go eat in the park." June begins to stride up the block. "Other way." And then quickly turns around. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/Square.jpg" width="600"> You find a suitable bench, opposite a playground, and sit down on one end, placing the bag between you and June. You begin to rummage through it, talking to her as you do. "I didn't know what to get you to drink so I got you a Diet Dr. Pepper." "Are you implying I need to go on a diet?" "No, I-" You look up and see her trying to suppress a smile by pursing her lips. "Fuck you June." She cackles. You hand her her drink, her sandwich, and some of the napkins. She stares at the sandwich, wrapped up in paper. "There's not even, like, a tray?" You've already unwrapped yours and, mouth full with your first bite, mumble out "No.". Delicately she begins to unwrap it, then sees the marinara leaking out. "$mc.name! This is so messy. How can I eat this?" You swallow. "With your hands?" She looks at you like you're the dumbest man in the world. "This is a $3,000 outfit, $mc.name. I can't stain it with... With marinara sauce." [[Give her your jacket to lay across her lap|June First Visit Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Give her all the napkins and the plastic bag|June First Visit Finish][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<addhours 1>>\ <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $june.brat -= 1>>\ You begin to take off your jacket. "Lay this across your lap." You can see her eyeing the jacket, mentally assessing how much it is worth, and then noticing the H&M tag. She takes it. "Thanks." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $june.brat -= 2>>\ You hand her all your napkins but one, and then pass her the plastic bag. "What am I supposed to do with that?" "Lay it across your lap." She sighs at you. "Be careful." She sighs again. <</if>>\ Slowly, as if she were defusing a bomb, June unwraps her little sub. Inside is a glorious mess of Italian bread and marinara. Angling her head down so it is over the precise centre of the sandwich paper and her lap protection, she takes her first, tiny bite. She chews it and you see her eyes narrow. She takes another, slightly larger bite. "This is..." "Amazing, right?" She shrugs. "It's pretty good, I have to admit, but maybe not amazing..." She takes another large bite and chews it thoughtfully. "You can taste how good the Italian marinara is." You two sit and eat your sandwiches, and when you're done you stay and chat about starting school on Monday, and about Uncle Matthew. After about half an hour June stands up. "Anyway. Thanks for meeting me, $mc.name. Maybe we can meet again next weekend, or the one after or something?" Before you even really consider what she said, you blurt out "Sure!" She smiles at you. "Wish me luck for school!" You slightly curse yourself for agreeing to see her again, but as you're walking back to the subway you figure fuck it. It wasn't actually that bad hanging out with her. Later that evening you get a message from your mom. I hear June had quite the time with you Something about imported Italian sandwiches from a cool place A meatball sub from a deli on Ave A, but yeah I'm glad she had fun She did. Thanks for taking her out, $mc.name. I appreciate it. She says you even agreed to see her again! You don't respond, but a little later you get another text from her. Greg's going to be travelling a lot over the next few months. The Tokyo thing really caused problems. Maybe I can see you more regularly? ''June is now less of a brat.'' ''You can now invite your mom out for the night when you are at home after 18:00.'' [[Home|June Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Activities]]>>\ <<else>>\ You text your mom in the morning asking if you wants to meet you that evening. With Greg travelling, she agrees, and you meet her in the evening. <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "DinnerDate")>>\ [[Go out for dinner|Sofia Dinner Date]] <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "PornDate")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "SofiaNightEventTalk")>>\ [[Talk about what she saw|Sofia Night Event Talk]] <<else>>\ [[Invite her over|Sofia Porn Date]] <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "LingerieDate")>>\ [[She invites herself over|Sofia Lingerie Date]] <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.slut gte 36 and $sofia.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "BimboTraining") is false>>\ [[Bimbo Life Coaching|Sofia Bimbo Coaching Interest]] <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "RoomEvent") is false>>\ [[You hear Charlotte walking past your room|Sofia Room Event]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ Your mom needs to be incredibly slutty and incredibly exhibitionist to talk about Bimbo Life Coaching more. <</if>>\ <<if $hang.transformLevel is 1 and CheckEvent($sofia, "BimboTraining") and CheckEvent($sofia, "HangMeet") is false>>\ [[You introduce your mom to Hang|Sofia Hang Meet]] <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "HangMeet") or CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "Implants")>>\ [[Your mom needs new implants|Sofia Implants]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "SexPlay")>>\ [[Play dress up|Sofia Exhibitionist Repeatable]] [[Watch porn|Sofia Slut Repeatable]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "Titjob")>>\ [[Ask your mom for 'help' again|Sofia Titjob]] <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "Massage")>>\ [[Check on your mom, she made a weird noise|Sofia Massage]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ /*<<if $sofia.happiness lt 5 and CheckEvent($sofia, "BimboTalk")>>\ [[Take her out|Sofia Happiness Repeatable]] <<else>>\ You don't need to take your mom out, she is entirely happy with you. <</if>>\*/ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "DinnerDate"); AddEvent($sofia, "PornDate"); >>\ It's raining heavily today, so you run into the restaurant rather than waiting outside. Seconds after you to, your mom saunters in, protected by a big umbrella, a stack of bags hanging from her other forearm. She waves at you, and after she takes off her coat and closes her umbrella, walks over to you. <img src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Dress.jpg" height="600"> She hugs you and kisses your cheek. You're wet from the rain and she tries to avoid making too much contact with you. Her cleavage is on full show in this dress. You make a point of looking her up and down, and see that her dress is longer than normal. Almost all the way down to her knees. <img src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Skirt.jpg" height="600"> "Like my shoes?" You look up at her and smile. "I was mainly thinking that your dress is longer than normal. Have you joined the sisterhood?" She raises one eyebrow at you. "Oh, you've noticed have you? Anyway, it's not a dress, it's a skirt and matching top. I just had to have it, it suits me don't you think? It's only a bandage skirt so I can roll it up if you think it isn't short enough." She smiles lopsidedly and laughs as you begin to look embarrassed, then pushes past you. "I made a booking." She approaches the hostess who is tiny in comparison to her. Once the booking is found, you are led into a sleek, modern restaurant with bright tiles and dark furniture. After you order a bottle of wine you get down to conversation. "When did you get into the city?" "Around lunchtime. I went shopping all afternoon." You nod towards her pile of bags. "So I see. What did you get?" She smiles brightly. "Lots of things! I got this gorgeous jacket, a pair of heels, a couple of nice dresses, and a bunch of lingerie." "Sounds like quite a haul." "It is! I'm trying to update my wardrobe, take a few more risks, you know?" You raise your eyebrows at her. "Doesn't Greg already think you take too many risks?" She flaps her hands at you, then turns the conversation around to what you've been up to since you last saw her. [[Continue|Sofia Dinner Date June]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 30>>\ <<sethours 21>> After you finish your main the subject turns to June. "I wanted to thank you again for taking June out. I really appreciated it." "No worries. Anything for you, mom." She detects the sarcasm in your voice and makes a face. "Did you like seeing her?" You shrug. "It wasn't a completely horrific experience." She laughs. "Well, good. Because she is excited to see you again." "She never seems that excited." "Well, you're siblings. That's how these things work." "Step siblings" She rolls her eyes, then orders a coffee to round off the meal, as conversation turns to the dire state of public transport in New York. After she's paid the check - you've stopped arguing now - she looks at you expectantly. "So..." "Yeah?" "Are you going to invite me back to your place?" You make a concerned face and she laughs. "You're so easy to tease. But yeah... Can I stay the night again? I don't want to go back all alone to Fairfield." You sigh dramatically. "Well OK. But it'll have to be relaxed tonight, if you're going to be over more regularly I can't be disturbing Stella and Charlotte too much." "Just behave like I'm not even there." You laugh, and she does too. "Well, maybe not." [[Get a cab home|Sofia Dinner Date Apartment]]

When you get home you see Stella and Charlotte are in the living room together watching a movie. As you walk in their heads turn around, and after looking at each other, a naked Charlotte begins to skip towards the hallway. She yells towards you. "Let me just go get dressed!" You're about to thank her when your mom steps in. "Hey, Charlotte!" She turns around. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/NakedTransform.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/Sofia/Naked.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ "Don't worry. I don't want to impose on you, just watch your movie." Charlotte beams at your mom, and then pokes her tongue out at Stella. "What do you wanna do? We could watch the movie with them, or have a drink or tea just us two." She looks over at Stella and Charlotte watching their movie, then back at you. "I kinda wanted to try on my new clothes, but... Either sounds good. You decide." [[Watch the movie with Stella and Charlotte|Sofia Night Event]]

"Let's watch the movie with Stella and Charlotte. They usually only watch fun ones, plus it might be good to help you all relax around each other, you know?" She looks up at you and smiles, then kicks her heels off. "OK! That sounds fun." She begins to walk off to the hallway with her bags. "I'll be back in a little bit, just gonna freshen up." "You want anything? Wine? Tea?" She shouts over her shoulder from the entrance to the hallway. "Tea, please." You make two cups of tea and then sit down on the other sofa watching the movie. "What are we watching?" "Wolverine." Stella briefly glances at you. "Nice night with your mom?" "Yeah. Went to some new restaurant in the city, was good." Stella nods, and turns back to the film. A few minutes later your mom walks in the room and stands by the TV. You shift your gaze over to her and see that she's wearing a tiny pair of panties, and a bra that doesn't even cover her nipples. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Underwear.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "When in Rome!" Charlotte looks up at her and her jaw drops. "Fuck, that's awesome. Are they supposed to cover your nipples?" Your mom shrugs. "Maybe? To be honest I have trouble finding bras that manage to cover me up anyway." She turns to you. "What do you think, honey? I bought the set today." You shift in your seat and look at her, your jaw dropped. "You look... Amazing" She smiles at you, and begins to walk over to where you are sitting. [[Tell her there's not much point in even wearing a bra|Sofia Night Event Movie][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Pass her the cup of tea when she sits down|Sofia Night Event Movie][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $sofia.exhibitionist += 2; $choice to 0; >>\ "Not much point even wearing a bra that doesn't cover anything, if you ask me..." You turn back towards the movie, but your mom stops. "You're right." She undoes the bra then drops it to the ground. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Boobs.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Just my panties now! I'm fitting right in." Charlotte's attention has shifted back to the movie, but Stella is searching your face for your reaction. You decide to tease her, and lean forwards. "They barely cover anything too, you might as well be naked." She raises a single eyebrow. "Are you wanting me to take all my clothes off?" You glare at her. "You're interrupting the movie." She turns around and bends over slightly. "I think these cover me well enough." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You make a point of not looking at her, but she moves her ass until you finally look. She laughs, and smiles, and comes to sit next to you. You hand her the tea you made her, and the four of you settle in to watch Wolverine. You, your two bimbos, and your topless mom. Or, as is becoming increasingly true, your three bimbos. Towards the end of the movie you notice your mom has fallen asleep, and after the credits roll you gently wake her up and send her off to bed. Charlotte follows her, and Stella is about to go to sleep too when you grab her hand. "You're not going to bed yet." ''Your mom is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Continue|Sofia Night Event Finish][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $sofia.exhibitionist += 1>>\ When she sits down next to you, you pass her the cup of tea you made for her. She blows on it, producing a small cloud of steam. "Thanks." She turns to watch the film and you settle in to watch Wolverine, with your two bimbos and your nearly topless mom. Really, if you're being honest, with your three bimbos. You look at your mom and smile, and she takes your forearm and wraps her arm around it, the side of her left breast now touching your bare arm. When the movie finishes you notice that she has fallen asleep, and you wake her up. As she sleepily walks to bed she kisses you on the cheek. "Goodnight, honey." When you wake up your early riser mom has left already, but as usual you get a text from her in the morning. Thanks for the wonderful night, it was so nice to relax so 'freely' with you three. I'll have to come over more often! ''Your mom is now more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Sleep|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <</if>>\

You quickly go down on Stella to get her wet, but you're consumed with lust, and once she's good to go you pick her up, sit down on the sofa, then begin fucking up into her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sofia/Sex.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "So desperate tonight, I love it." You're fucking up into her, grabbing her tits, sticking your fingers in her mouth when you hear something behind you, from towards the hallway. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Stop and look|Sofia Night Event Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Keep fucking her|Sofia Night Event Finish][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ You stop fucking Stella. "Wait. Stop. I heard something." You both stop, and then immediately sensing that your mom is approaching you push Stella off you. You're both sitting naked on the sofa when she walks around the corner. "What are you two still doing-" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Interrupt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She approaches, and laughs. "I see... Well, I'm going right back to bed when I've got my water glass. I promise." She makes a show of covering her eyes and quickly jogs back to her room with her glass. When her back is turned but you can still see her in the hallway Stella leans over and begins sucking your dick, but after 15 seconds or so you stop her. "Nah. That killed the mood for me. Sorry Stella. In the morning, she's gone, but you get a text message from her as she's on the train back to Fairfield. Thanks for a great night again! I could get used to watching movies nearly au naturel Sorry for interrupting you ;) [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ You keeping fucking up into Stella, quickly forgetting the noise and assuming it is just the creaking of the building, or Charlotte coming to get something. You grab Stella by the hair and push her to her knees on the floor. Stella looks up at you and plays with her tits. "Come on my face, $mc.name. Fill my mouth, I want to taste you. I want you to fill-" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Interrupt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hey guys, what're you still-" "-my mouth with your cum" Your mom is staring right at you. Stella doesn't stop. "Cover me, $mc.name. Cover my face." You're seconds away from orgasm, but if you stop right now, you can stop yourself from orgasming. "$mc.name?" [[Stop|Sofia Night Event Finish][$passageChoice to 3]] [[Cum on Stella's face|Sofia Night Event Finish][$passageChoice to 4]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 3>>\ <<set $sofia.slut += 1>>\ You keeping fucking up into Stella, quickly forgetting the noise and assuming it is just the creaking of the building, or Charlotte coming to get something. You grab Stella by the hair and push her to her knees on the floor. Stella looks up at you and plays with her tits. "Come on my face, $mc.name. Fill my mouth, I want to taste you. I want you to fill-" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Interrupt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hey guys, what're you still-" "-my mouth with your cum" Your mom is staring right at you. Stella doesn't stop. "Cover me, $mc.name. Cover my face." You're seconds away from orgasm, but if you stop right now, you can stop yourself from orgasming. "$mc.name?" You stop, immediately. "Mom!" You both look at each other wide-eyed, and Stella shrinks to the floor. "I... I was just getting a water glass." She covers her eyes to avoid looking at you and Stella, and does a brisk walk to the kitchen where she grabs her glass. She almost jogs back to her room. You call after her weakly. "Night, mom" Your dick has gone flaccid now, and you help Stella up from the floor. She nods at you, and you both go to bed silently. ''Your mom is now more of a slut.'' In the morning, she's gone, but you get a text message from her as she's on the train back to Fairfield. Thanks for a great night again! I could get used to watching movies nearly au naturel Sorry for interrupting you ;) [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 4>>\ <<set AddEvent($sofia, "SofiaNightEventTalk"); $sofia.slut += 2; $sofia.happiness -= 1; >>\ You keeping fucking up into Stella, quickly forgetting the noise and assuming it is just the creaking of the building, or Charlotte coming to get something. You grab Stella by the hair and push her to her knees on the floor. Stella looks up at you and plays with her tits. "Come on my face, $mc.name. Fill my mouth, I want to taste you. I want you to fill-" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/DinnerDate/Interrupt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hey guys, what're you still-" "-my mouth with your cum" Your mom is staring right at you. Stella doesn't stop. "Cover me, $mc.name. Cover my face." You're seconds away from orgasm, but if you stop right now, you can stop yourself from orgasming. "$mc.name?" You don't stop. You can't stop. In fact you speed up, looking right into your mom's eyes as you cum all over Stella's face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sofia/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks at you, saying nothing. "Mom..." Stella doesn't stop, she keeps sucking the last of the cum out of your dick, then plays with it. "Yes, $mc.name. Yes." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Sofia/After.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Your mom turns around, and says nothing. She walks back to her room. ''Your mom is now much more of a slut.'' ''You mom is now less happy with you.'' In the morning, she's gone, but you get a text message from her as she's on the train back to Fairfield. We should probably talk about last night I'm not mad, but... Anyway, thanks for the fun night. I could get used to watching movies nearly au naturel [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "SofiaNightEventTalk"); $sofia.happiness to 5; >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ You don't arrange to meet her tonight, but once you're done with your day you call her up. "Hey $mc.name!" She sounds surprisingly chirpy. "Hey, mom... How are things with you?" "They're good. I just got back from the gym. How are you?" "I'm good, I'm good..." There's silence, and you can imagine her waiting for you to fess up. "I wanted to talk about what you saw." "Yes, we should talk about that." "I wanted to apologise. I... I shouldn't have done that." "It was... Weird. I know we're a relaxed family, but that's a little too relaxed even for me." "I know, I know. I'm sorry." She lets out a long sigh. "I suppose it's not entirely my fault. I know what you get up to with them. I shouldn't be surprised to see things like that if I go creeping around in the night. You should buy me a cowbell." You laugh, and she does too. "Still, I appreciate the apology $mc.name. Anyway, June was saying..." The conversation switches over to June's adventures, and you spend another 20 minutes with each other on the phone. As you say goodbye, your mom says something curious right before she hangs up. "I hope you invite me round to your den of sin again soon. Anyway. Have a good night!" You spend the rest of the night hanging out with Charlotte and Stella, and actually manage to finish what you started with Stella. Charlotte walks in as you're fucking her, but thankfully she's better trained than your mom. ''Your mom is now significantly happier with you.'' [[Sleep|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "PornDate"); AddEvent($sofia, "LingerieDate"); AddEvent($june, "SecondVisit"); $sofia.exhibitionist += 1; >>\ You arrange to meet your mom again that evening, but you suggest that instead of going out to dinner you just eat at your house. Stella and Charlotte are gone for the evening, and you'll have the house all to yourselves. She arrives at the arranged time, with a suitcase and a few shopping bags. She bursts through the door and begins walking towards the corner room. "Been shopping again?" "Of course! I bought a bunch of nice stuff." You begin to follow her to the room. "What did you get?" "More lingerie, mainly. A dressing gown. A matching skirt and top." "What's in the suitcase? Are you off somewhere?" She wheels it into the room and drops it by the bed. "No! I'm staying over so often now I thought I should leave some things here." You sigh as a frown creeps across your face. She walks to you and pinches your cheek. "You could at least ask first, you know." "OK. Can I leave some things here?" "Yes, but..." "Great! That's settled." You sigh again. "What are we doing tonight?" You sit down on the chair opposite her bed. "Whatever you want, really." She begins to rummage through her bags. "Are you uh... Gonna try any of that stuff on?" She remains bent over, but turns her head to look at you. "Are you wanting me to dress up for you?" You blush slightly. "No, I just... You said you enjoyed it. That's all. It's relaxing, right?" She picks up one bag. "OK. But you've got to 'relax' too." [[Take off your clothes|Sofia Porn Date Dress]]

<<addhours 1>>\ You smile at her, and it seems she wasn't entirely expecting you to agree. You begin to take off your top, and see her eyes flitting between you and almost anything else in the room. You take off your socks, then slip off your jeans. <img src="images/MC/2.jpg" height="600"> When you're done, you stand in front of her, and she looks you up and down. "You've been keeping fit. I'm proud of you." You sit down on the chair looking at her, but she beckons you to follow her to the bathroom. "Just gonna unpack a little." She begins to empty various toiletries and some costume jewelry onto the bathroom counter. That done, she begins to undress. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Will you see June again soon?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Yeah, probably." So far this isn't that weird, your family was quite casual about nudity growing up. "You should see her this weekend." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She lifts up her leg to take off her heels and you see her pussy is perfectly smooth. You wonder about that for half a second, before you shake it out of your head. "I'll see. Maybe I can get her to go somewhere that isn't an Instagram hot spot." Your mom snorts. "If you figure out how to get her to do that, let me know your secret." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She puts on her garter and then begins to line it up correctly. She glances at you for a moment. "Are you a stocking man, $mc.name?" "I guess." She sits down and begins to put on her stockings. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "There's no 'I guess' you either are, or you aren't." You shrug. "Then yes, I am." She smiles at you. "Why do you like them?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You're silent for a moment. "I guess I like that they cover up the legs but leave all the interesting bits free." She looks at you and giggles. "Same." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Like it so far?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/1h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You haven't put on the full set yet, how can I tell?" She pushes past you, making an offended sound. "Like I need a bra." "Or panties, clearly..." She looks over her shoulder at you and laughs, then trots back to put on a pair of panties. "Oops!" ''Your mom is now more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Continue|Sofia Porn Date Apartment]]

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "SecondVisit"); AddEvent($june, "RestaurantVisited"); $mc.cash -= 200; $june.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "BimboTalk")>>\ <<set AddEvent($june, "ThirdVisit")>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 4>>\ Let's hang Take me somewhere cool You sigh and think about how happy it would make your mom as you summon up the will to text the brat back. OK, sounds fun. When you say cool, what kind of cool do you have in mind? She texts back ten minutes later. Well obviously not the coolest places But like somewhere fun interesting cool Or as fun and as interesting as you know :O :P Meet me at the Wythe in Williamsburg in an hour. Dress cute, but not too fancy. OK! You hop in the shower and have a good scrub. Once you're out you put on a nice shirt, a cool blazer, black jeans, and a pair of slightly worn boots. As you leave the house you grab a pair of sunglasses. You take the subway over and as you catch your reflection in the mirror you think you look good. When you walk into the hotel lobby you see June standing there. "Hey!" <img src="images/June/Weekend/SecondVisit.jpg" height="600"> "Hey!" You lean in to hug her, then step back out again and look at her. "You're looking great. New clothes?" <img src="images/June/Weekend/SecondVisitDress.jpg" height="600"> She does a little twirl, beaming obliviously as you notice how short her skirt is. "Thanks! But, ugh, no. It's old. Like six months, I've worn it out like four times now, but it is a super cute outfit. My friend Ashley, she said that-" You cough, and take her by the arm. "We're already late for our reservation." She pushes your hand away, but follows you to the elevator. "She says that if you find a style that works, you should stick with it..." The doors close. "This place is cool." "It's only a few years old. I thought you might like to have lunch at the roof bar. The food isn't much, but the views..." [[The doors open|June Second Visit Restaurant]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "LingerieDate"); AddEvent($sofia, "BimboTalk"); AddEvent($sofia, "SexPlay"); >>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "RestaurantVisited") and CheckEvent($june, "ThirdVisit") is false>>\ <<set AddEvent($june, "ThirdVisit")>>\ <</if>>\ She calls you around 6. "I'm on my way over!" You sit up from the sofa, where you had been stewing in laziness. "What? Who says I don't have plans?" "Well, do you?" "No, but-" "Well great, see you soon then. I have presents!" [[Continue|Sofia Lingerie Date Apartment]]

<<addhours 1>>\ She walks through her bedroom and the hallway, and to the living room where she hops up on the sofa. <img src="images/Sofia/PornDate/Boobs.jpg" height="600"> "What do you think? Should I keep it?" "I didn't know you could return lingerie." She frowns. "It looks good on you, though. Stockings suit you." You go and sit at the far end of the same sofa and she flops down lengthwise across it. She props her arms up, otherwise her face would be in your crotch. <img src="images/Sofia/PornDate/Naked.jpg" height="600"> "So! What are we going to do tonight?" "Glass of wine while we discuss?" "Sure!" You hop up and walk to the kitchen to open a bottle and pour two glasses of wine. You initially leave the bottle there, but after a moment's thought you bring the bottle with you. You had her her glass, then sit down opposite her, but a little further away. "If I bought you some better underwear would you wear them?" "Mom, you're sounding like June." "She hasn't complained about your underwear, at least not to me. But would you?" You shrug. "Yeah, of course. I won't say no to free panties." "I was going to get you boxers and briefs, but if you want panties I'm sure I could lend you some of mine." You laugh, and your mom sits up, takes off her heels, and sits cross legged next to you. "So. We have the house to ourselves. What do you want to do? I could cook us dinner. I could get us delivery. We could sit in and watch some old movies, or just kinda hang out and chat." "What can you cook?" You stand up and walk over to the kitchen and peer into the fridge. You shout back to her. "I could do seared chicken breasts in a nice mushroom sauce with some greens?" "Sounds good!" she shouts back. You slowly pad back to the living room and look at her. "Shall I get started now then?" "Sure." You head into the kitchen and begin to take things out of the fridge and cupboard, when your mom shouts for you again. "$mc.name!" You poke your head out. "How do I switch on the TV?" "The remote should be kept on the coffee table, but if Charlotte's the last one to watch anything then it'll probably be shoved between the cushions on the other sofa." You return to the kitchen and begin to look up the recipe on your phone to remind you when hear your mom shout again. "It was between the cushions!" [[Continue|Sofia Porn Date TV]]

A few minutes later you hear your mom shout again. "Woah!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You poke your head out, and displaying on your giant screen is a pert little ass in vinyl shorts getting squeezed. "Is sex the only thing you guys think about here?" She turns her head and looks at you, then looks back at the screen. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You put down your knife then walk over to the living room, standing behind your mom. "Fucking Charlotte. This is her favorite scene." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "She likes some pretty intense stuff." "Oh she does, this gets a lot more intense." You lean over and reach to take the remote out of your mom's hands, but she holds onto it slightly. [[Take it from her and switch to something else|Sofia Porn Date Finish]] [[Let her do what she wants|Sofia Porn Date Porn]]

You put on a cheesy comedy that you've both watched a dozen times, and after you eat dinner your mom rests her head on your thigh to watch the movie. A couple of times you come close to getting an erection, but it's a relaxing evening and she falls asleep on you. After the movie is done you wake her up and you both find your ways to bed. You receive a text message from her the next morning. I can't believe we watched some of that porno together! Fun night though, that chicken and mushroom dish was delicious Love you! xxx [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $sofia.slut += 2>>\ You make a light grab for it, but she holds onto the remote. "I'll find something else to watch, you just focus on dinner." "Whatever you want mom." You walk back into the kitchen and a few minutes later you peek your head around the corner and see your mom is looking for a movie to watch on Netflix. But when you look again to see what movie she's chosen, you see she's gone back to the porn. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> When all the food is prepped, and the chicken is searing on the grill, you look again. The porn is still on. It doesn't look like your mom is, you know, 'doing' anything, so you leave her be. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After you take the chicken out of the pan and replace it with butter and mushrooms, you look again. The girl in the porn is airtight, with a cock in her right hand. You finish cooking and you bring the two plates over to the living room. Your mom looks up at you. "It's kind of mesmerising..." "You jealous of all the attention?" You place the plates down on the table, then sit next to her. "The girl's name is Keri Sable." "Yeah... Anyway, let's change to something else and eat dinner." She reaches for the remote, but you wonder if you should grab it before she can. ''Your mom is now much more of a slut.'' [[Let her change to a movie|Sofia Porn Date Finish]] [[Grab the remote|Sofia Porn Date Porn Continue]]

<<set $sofia.slut += 2>>\ You quickly snatch it out of her grasp. "You've been sitting here watching this for over half an hour straight and you want to stop now?" "I mean... I don't think we can watch porn together..." "But it's alright to watch porn around me while I'm cooking dinner?" She shrugs, then picks up her plate and puts it on her lap. "Fine." She cuts into the chicken and takes a bite. "Oh, $mc.name. This is delicious." "Thanks mom." You eat in relative silence. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "She's gonna be sore tomorrow." You laugh. "Know this from personal experience?" She punches your shoulder and jostles you. "Hey, hey, hey, don't get any sauce on the sofa." You take another bite, and on the screen you see the girl get on all fours on the floor. "Oh, this is Charlotte's favorite part!" "Why?" "You'll see, it's so fucked up." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> On the second load your mom begins to count out loud. "Two..." You share occasional glances and now that dinner is over, you lay back and enjoy the show. "Three..." "What a champ, right?" "Four..." You're starting to get turned on now, and you grab a pillow to cover your growing erection. Your mom looks at you and raises an eyebrow, but then shrugs and looks back at the screen. "Five." Keeping the pillow over your rock hard dick, you reach for the remote. "This bit is pretty disgusting, to be honest..." "Wait, wait..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/PornDate/2h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You lean back with the remote in hand and look at your mom's face as she watches five loads of cum drip from the actress' asshole into a glass bowl. "Ewwwww! That's gross!" "Seen enough?" "Turn it off, turn it off, turn it offfff!" You quickly exit the scene and don't have the heart to tell her that she then drinks all the cum. "Fuck, $mc.name..." "Every time you stay here must be such an educational experience for you." She laughs, then snatches the remote from you. "I'll pick a movie. When you can stand up again, get me a tea." A few minutes later you get up and get her tea, and when you come back you see her eyeing your semi and the little patch of precum that soaked through your boxers. Neither of you say anything, but when you sit back down she stretches out along the sofa and rests her head on your thigh to watch the movie. It takes a surprising amount of self-control not to get another hard on. After the movie is done you both find your ways to bed. ''Your mom is now much more of a slut.'' You receive a text message from her the next morning. I can't believe you made us watch that together Fun night though, that chicken and mushroom dish was delicious Love you! xxx [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<img src="images/Locations/Restaurant.jpg" width="600"> June virtually runs out of the elevator, until she slows quickly and tries to play it cool. Still, she is impressed. "Wooooow..." She edges towards the large window overlooking Manhattan as you check on your reservation. As you're being led to your table you tap June on the shoulder, and she follows you as you are seated. The table isn't the best in the restaurant, but the view is still good. You let June have the seat facing out over the city. For a few minutes she's silent as she cranes her neck to look out, only answering your questions about what she wants to eat or drink briefly and simply. "Do you come here much?" You shrug, also trying to play it cool. "Occasionally. It's a bar at night, but you're a little too young for that." She frowns at you, then looks out at the skyline again. As she's looking a table is seated by the window, somewhat blocking her view. She makes a whiny sound. "Ughhhhhh...." "Those people are ruining my view." You turn around and look and see four people sitting at the table, including one woman wearing incredibly tight latex trousers. You turn back to June. "Why couldn't we get that table?" Looking down at the menu you answer her. "Because that is a table for four." You flip the menu over, then look at her. "And if you haven't noticed, we're just two." You give her a big, fake smile and stare pointedly at her. She groans again. "Look, can't you just enjoy the view and seeing your step-brother? Isn't this a cool place?" "I suppose, but..." [[Tell her off|June Second Visit Waitress][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Gossip about the people at that table|June Second Visit Waitress][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $june.brat -= 2>>\ You put the menu down and stare at her. "But nothing. I'm taking you out for a great dinner with a good view, if you can't handle looking at some other people for a little while then we should just go." She says nothing, but she avoids looking you in the eye. "OK?" She nods. You two sit in silence until the waitress comes a few minutes later, and after you've ordered June starts to talk about how Chapin has been. Things are quickly back to normal but June doesn't complain about the people again. ''June is now much less of a brat.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 2>>\ You interrupt June before she can complain anymore. "Did you see how tight that girl's trousers are? Hell of an outfit for lunch." June peers over. "Seriously, like, what a slut." You laugh. "Nothing wrong with being a slut, June." June looks at you shocked and you laugh again, but begin to backtrack. "But, yeah... Might be a little too much for lunchtime at the Wythe. Still, it must be nice to be that confident..." June nods, and as the waitress is taking your order you think you notice June looking at the woman in the latex pants. As she does so she focuses on her posture, before smiling charmingly at the waitress after she's ordered. She complains a little more about the view being blocked, but you have a good lunch together. ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <</if>>\ [[Continue|June Second Visit Finish]]

As you're heading down in the elevator after finishing your meal, June looks at you. "You're dressed better than normal today." "Well, I had to dress for the occasion." She smiles brightly. "I'm glad you dressed up for me." You laugh. "Not you, this fancy hotel." She looks momentarily upset, but then scowls at you. "I was being nice." "I know, I know..." You step in for a hug. "You looked amazing today, it was worth dressing up for you. You should dress like that more often." She nods. "I don't really have any clothes, though." You give a sharp laugh. Even June begins to smile at the ridiculousness of the statement. "Well, OK. But I don't really have many new clothes and I'm wanting to dress differently, less like a preppy Connecticut girl and more... Interesting, more daring." You nod. "Yeah, I suppose I see what you mean." She looks at you expectantly, eyes wide open. "So does that mean you'll take me shopping next time? Please? Please?" You laugh again, and hug her. "It was nice to see you, perhaps if you continue being nice to me I might." [[Home|June Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "RestaurantVisited"); RemoveEvent($june, "ThirdVisit"); AddEvent($june, "FourthVisit"); $mc.cash -= 550; $june.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ Lunch? Shopping? Yeah, OK. Meet me at the restaurant at the top of Bloomingdale's in 90 minutes. June replies back with nothing more than a smiley emoji. You get dressed, making a little less effort to look good this time but still a little more than normal. [[Go into the city|June Third Visit Lunch]]

<<addmins 30>>\ Half an hour later you she buzzes up and you let her in. A few minutes later she strides in with the usual shopping bags. I'll be with you in a second, I'm just going to go change." She chucks the bags on the sofa and strides off towards what is now essentially her bedroom. A few moments later she returns, topless, wearing black stockings, with a purple garter and panties. <img src="images/Sofia/LingerieDate/Naked.jpg" height="600"> "Ahhhhh, a lot more comfortable." She sits down, and picks up one of the larger bags. She takes out some fabric. "I got you presents!" She passes you a pair of boxers. "Oh?" "Remember last time I was over I asked if I could buy you better underwear?" You nod. "Yeah, I do. Thanks mom." You hold up the boxers and feel them. "They look good. Nice, soft material." "Only the best for the $mc.lastname mother and son..." She looks at you and makes a shooing gesture. "So aren't you going to try them on? I want to see if I did good!" You pick up the boxers and begin to walk to the hallway, when you hear your mom quietly say. "You don't have to be shy..." You stop, turn around, and look at her. She smiles at you. You go stand next to her, in front of the shopping bags and begin to undress. She makes no effort now to look away as you do, and when you pull down your underwear to show your cock she only looks away to hand you the new underwear. You pull them on, facing her the entire time. <img src="images/MC/SofiaLingerie/1.jpg" height="600"> "You look great!" You walk over to the mirror and look at yourself. The pair of white boxer briefs do flatter you. "What do you think?" You turn around to look at your ass. "They're good. Comfy... They look good on me, too." "Of course they do!" She dangles another pair of underwear from her finger. "These are a little more flattering, but for someone in such good shape I think they'll work well." You walk over and take off the first pair, then put on the new second pair. <img src="images/MC/SofiaLingerie/2.jpg" height="600"> She stares at you nodding, and gives you a thumbs up, then does a spinning gesture. "See? I'm the master of buying lingerie." You look over your shoulder and frown at her as you walk back to the mirror to admire yourself. "Underwear, mom." You look haven't really worn underwear this skimpy before, but... It could grow on you. You examine yourself for a while, and stretch the band. You stick your hand down and rearrange your cock to make it more comfortable. Then you turn back to your mom. "The rest of the underwear is pretty much like those, but I did get one more thing..." You walk back to her, and take off the second pair. You stand in front of her naked. "What is it?" "This." [[Continue|Sofia Lingerie Date Underwear]]

She holds up a blue thing that seems to consist entirely of mesh and straps. "Really?" She shrugs, but smiles innocently. "Ugh, fine." You take it from her and she claps. "I had to get you something fun, too. Underwear shouldn't just be functional, but also exciting." You bend over and struggle slightly getting your feet through it. Then when you pull it up, it's a tangled mess. You try a few more times. "Fuck, this is difficult..." She beckons you towards her and you approach, the jockstrap around your thighs. "It's nowhere near as difficult as the stuff we have to put on." With both her hands on your thighs she finds the top strap, then begins to pull it up. You're standing so close that her breasts are brushing against you as she moves. She works it up, initially tucking the top strap above your ass, then with a casualness that almost took your breath away, she cups your penis and slides it into the support mesh. With her hand still on your dick she says "Almost like old times, dressing you." You feel your dick jump as a little bit of blood rushes into it, and you can tell she felt it too. She lets go, and you stand back, your penis growing slowly as she looks at you. "Amazing, $mc.name." You walk over to the mirror and look at yourself. <img src="images/MC/SofiaLingerie/3.jpg" height="600"> "This is pretty... Sexy?" "They're meant for working out, so that your penis is supported while you're moving, but there's nothing restricting you elsewhere. You're totally free." <img src="images/MC/SofiaLingerie/4.jpg" height="600"> You turn around and look at your ass, almost entirely bare. You walk back over. "I love them." She smiles at you as you stand in front of her. You bend down and kiss her on the cheek. "Thanks, mom. Want a glass of wine?" She nods, and you go to the kitchen. [[Continue|Sofia Lingerie Date Bimbo]]

<<addhours 4>>\ You stay in the jockstrap, and you and your mom relax into the evening, half watching that British baking show, but mainly just chatting. Once the wine is finished talk turns to your coaching business. "So what, exactly, do you teach?" "I teach them how to be good bimbos." "But what does that mean? What makes a good bimbo? If it's just huge tits and slutty clothes, then..." She gestures at herself. You both laugh, but you stand up. "I'm just getting something from my office, I'll be right back." When you return, you hand her a card. <img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600" alt="Principles of Bimboism"> "These are the principles of bimboism." She reads them for a moment. "I mean... Yeah, this all makes sense. It seems a good way to live life." She's silent for a little bit, then bites her lip. "In fact, isn't this kind of how I live my life?" She leans in to you, and points at the top one. "I take enormous pride in my appearance. I'm always trying to make people happy. I think - or at least I hope - I am my absolute best self. And I'm a source of joy, right?" You nod. "And, well, I'm the trophy wife of a banker. How could I let myself be taken care of any more?" "I suppose you couldn't." "Am I a bimbo, $mc.name?" She says this with a sneaky grin on her face. You laugh. "You're on your way there, but it's clear you're self-taught rather than trained." She laughs, offended. "I need to be trained, do I?" You shrug dramatically, but she looks at you. "Do you want to train me?" You're at a loss for words and open your mouth, but nothing comes out. "Train me, $mc.name." After a few seconds she begins to smile, then laughs, and you laugh too. She changes the subject, and you go to bed once the episode you're watching finishes. When you wake up in the morning, though, you notice that she's taken the Principles of Bimboism card with her. ''You can now do repeatable events with your mom. They will increase certain stats, and unlock certain events.'' [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<if $sofia.exhibitionist lte 36>>\ <<set $sofia.exhibitionist += 2>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ After she's kicked off her shoes and you've said hello, you whisper in her ear. "Let's play dress up." She smiles at you and gives you a curious look. "How fun!" "I've left something for you to wear on your bed. Come to my bedroom when you're ready." A few minutes later she walks through the door to your room. "You've dressed me like a whore." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Like a bimbo." She laughs. "Mommy bimbo." You bend down as she adjusts her straps. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "How does it fit?" <<if $sofia.exhibitionist lte 22>>\ "Good." She looks down at your wide eyes. "Have you seen enough?" You shrug, and the two of you go out to the living room. <<else>>\ "Good... I can't believe you're making we wear something crotchless." "Aren't you having fun playing dress up, though?" She laughs, then kneels on the sofa. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks at your semi bulging through your jockstrap as she runs her finger along her asshole. "I am... It seems I'm not the only one." <<if $sofia.exhibitionist lt 25>> You stand there, looking at her, your cock growing, when she sits down and looks up at you. "I think we've had enough fun for one night, haven't we?" She stands up and gives you a hug, tight enough for her to press against your dick. <<else>>\ You stand there, looking at her, and you reach your hand down into your jockstrap and hold your dick. She looks into your eyes and flips onto her back. "Do you like dressing up your mommy bimbo?" You nod. "Dressing me up like a whore?" "Yes." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Take a good look." You get down low in front of her and stare into her pussy. <<if $sofia.exhibitionist lt 27>>\ She spreads her lips, but after a few moments she closers her legs, then with the tip of her toe pushes you away. "I think you've seen enough now. I may be your mommy bimbo, but I am still your mother." <<else>>\ "Tell me what you want to do." By now you're gently rubbing your cock as you watch her. "I want to oil you." "I didn't expect that... Where do you want me?" "Stand up, lean forwards." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You dribble oil over her ass and she begins to rub it in. "Spread your cheeks, I want it everywhere." "Only if you get totally naked..." By now your erect cock is hanging out of your strap, and you whip it off. She spreads her cheeks and you squirt the oil down into her crack and onto her asshole. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Good mommy bimbo, good." "I want to be good, honey." <<if $sofia.slut lt 30>>\ "Sit back down then." When she's sat down, you chuck her the bottle. "I want you to oil every inch." As you watch, stroking your cock, she does as she's told. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You sit opposite, and jack off watching her. <<if $sofia.slut lt 27>>\ She says nothing as you cum, spraying jizz all over your chest. ''Your mom is not yet enough of a slut for the other ending to this scene.'' <<else>>\ "Cum for mommy." At that you cum, hard. As you're still squirting jizz she walks over and, with one finger, dips it. She licks her finger, then walks off. <</if>>\ <<else>>\ As she oils her ass she looks at you. "Don't you want to get a little oily too?" You approach, and you place her hand on your dick. She gasps, then moans happily. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins to jerk you off against her oiled ass, reaching around to make sure your balls are oiled too. Once you're smooth, she gets on her knees in front of you. "Cum for mommy. Cum for your bimbo mommy." You cum aim for her chest, but as you're coming she grabs your cock and points it at her face and her mouth. As you look down at her she groans happily, and licks her lips. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Exhibitionist/1i.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Look what a mess you've made of mommy's face and tits." "I'm just covered in oil and my son's cum." You watch as she scoops up a little of your cum and, moving it down to her pussy, quickly masturbates herself to orgasm as you watch. ''This is as much as you can see in this scene.'' <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.exhibitionist lte 36>>\ ''Your mom is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''Your mom is already too much of an exhibitionist as she can become from repeating this scene.'' <</if>>\ [[Mom Activities|Sofia Activities]] [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<if $sofia.slut lte 36>>\ <<set $sofia.slut += 2>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ By now you've given up on maintaining any real boundaries with you mom and have just given her a key. When she arrives today you're sitting on the sofa, naked. You yell as she walks through the door. "Hey mom!" "Hey honey!" Once her shoes are off she walks over, and as you tilt your head up she gives you a kiss on the forehead. "Good day?" "Yeah, pretty good. Got some work done. You?" "Good! Had a nice afternoon shopping." She tugs at her dress. "Anyway, I'm overdressed. I'm gonna go change into something I bought and I'll be right back. Why don't you put on something for us to watch?" "What are you in the mood for?" She shrugs. "Something steamy?" She laughs, then walks down the hall. A few minutes later she's back, topless, wearing only panties, a garter, stockings, and heels. She looks at the screen. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/meganinky1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Is this what I think it is?" You laugh. "Of course it is. You'll love it though, I promise." She comes and sits next to you, draping her arm over your shoulder. "I like those panties with the tail, maybe I should get a pair." You chuckle. "Those aren't panties..." She looks at you confused. "It's a butt plug shoved up her ass." Your mom feigns shock, then laughs. "I'm so innocent." You begin to talk about your respective days in detail, keeping one eye on the screen as the action turns towards the hardcore. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/meganinky1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "No one ever tells you about bruising the back of your throat doing that." "Mom!" She looks at you like you're dumb. "What? We can't talk about it, but we can watch it together?" A few seconds later she continues. "It is pretty hot, though. Just being used like that..." She sighs, and you feel your dick start to get hard. "Like, isn't it fun sometimes when you just take someone and use them as a hole? It must be nice to be a man." You look at your mom, who now looks at you. Your dick is now rock hard and she looks down at it. <<if $sofia.slut lt 24>>\ She quickly looks away, and you grab a pillow to cover your erection, as you continue chatting about the porn and discussing what your plans will be for the rest of the night. <<else>>\ She keeps looking at it, her eyes flitting between your erect cock and the screen. You say nothing, you touch nothing. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/meganinky1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She focuses on the screen and she breathes in a few times, like she has something to say. "What?" "You can touch yourself, you know. It's only natural... If we're going to watch porn you may as well watch it properly." You begin to stroke your dick as she watches you. You look her in the eye. "You're the best mom, you know that right?" <<if $sofia.slut lt 26>>\ She laughs, and punches your shoulder. "I don't want to watch you cum though! Warn me and I'll look away." You laugh, then look back at the screen and begin to stroke faster. A few minutes later you warn her. "I'm about to cum!" She covers her eyes and looks away, but as you orgasm you can see she's facing a mirror and you swear there is a little gap between her fingers. <<else>>\ You continue stroking and your mom continues looking between you and the screen. After a few minutes she spreads her legs, resting her left leg over your right leg. "Don't watch, OK?" "Watch wha-" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You look at your mom and see she's masturbating. She focuses on the screen, but after a bit she turns and sees that you're watching her. For a moment you're both looking at each other, masturbating. <<if $sofia.slut lt 28>>\ She shuts her legs. "No... No... This is too weird." You stop jacking off. "You don't need to stop, but... I just can't masturbate while my son watches and also masturbates. It's just too weird." <<else>>\ She shuts her legs, then begins to take off her panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "If we're gonna do this, I should do it properly." She begins to masturbate again. "I want to give you a full view, honey." After licking her fingers, she switches hands and begins to finger fuck herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You turn away from the screen and look directly at her as she fingers herself. "Play with your tits." She looks at you surprised, but does what you ask. She focuses on the screen but smiles as you make little sounds, occasionally looking directly at you. "I'm so close... Call me mom." "What?" She groans and speeds up. "Call me mom, I need it..." "I love watching you finger yourself, mom" <<if $sofia.slut lt 30>>\ "Do you want to come, mom?" She begins to breath hard. You're getting close now too. "Mom, watch me cum too." She looks and, as you begin to ejaculate, her body begins to shudder with an orgasm. You both lay motionless for a few minutes, legs stretched out and intertwined, until your mom moves over to you and rests her head on your shoulders, her tits rubbing into your cum. She pats your chest. <<else>>\ She looks at you and flips her other leg to rest on yours. "I've always loved it in the ass, you know. It's the only way I'm gonna cum." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She's finger fucking her ass you, and you can tell she's close. But you grab her hand and stop. You look into her eyes, then yell. "Stella!" Her eyes widen, and you stare at each other as Stella comes bounding into the room. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.slut gte 30>>\ [[Continue|Sofia Slut Repeatable Continue]] <<else>>\ ''Your mom is now much more of a slut.'' [[Mom Activities|Sofia Activities]] [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "FourthVisit"); AddEvent($june, "LingerieShowoff"); $mc.cash -= 650; $june.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "BimboTraining")>>\ <<set AddEvent($june, "FifthVisit")>>\ <</if>>\ <<sethours 18>>\ Hey... Can you lend me some money I really really appreciate what you did last time But I need something and I don't know who else to go to It isn't the kind of thing dad would buy for me But I really need to get it It's for this party and I need the girls to like me but ... She's in the middle of texting a storm so you quickly interrupt her. Hey, hey. Calm down. What do you need? Tell me what's going on. $150. The coolest girl at school is throwing this themed party I thought I would be good but then all my friends showed me what they're wearing and they're wearing like these fancy lingerie sets I have nothing like that I can't go with nothing I can't miss this either ... It's OK. I'll Venmo you the money. OK? Just this once. THANK YOU! THANK YOU SO MUCH! You send her $150. A few minutes later you get a message from her. Thank you again, $mc.name Seriously You saved me Sorry we can't have lunch today though I'll make it all up to you though Don't worry Come over tonight for dinner Mom's coming but otherwise my house is empty OK! How fun to see your apartment See you at 6? [[Continue|June Fourth Visit Call]]

<img src="images/June/Weekend/Restaurant.jpg" height="600"> You're standing outside of the restaurant on the top floor when June exits the elevator. Taking her jacket off you see she's wearing a thin cream turtleneck with white jeans. The turtleneck rides a little high and it showing about an inch of midriff. "Did you deliberately choose to look like an angel?" June smiles, ignoring the sarcasm and taking the compliment graciously. "Thank you." She walks towards the restaurant. "Did you book?" "No, no need." You talk to the hostess and you're quickly seated. The restaurant is nice, but nothing remarkable. June quickly scans the menu and decides on a salad. "If you're taking me shopping I don't want to be all fat and gross." "Who says I'm taking you shopping? Maybe you're taking me shopping?" She lowers her face and looks at you incredulously. "You arranged to meet me in Bloomingdale's. I mean, it's no Bergdorf or Barneys, but you know, you can't bring me here and then just, like, dangle it in front of me..." You smile, and order a sandwich as the waitress arrives. The two of you chat about your lives as you eat. When you're done June is rushing you to pay the check so you can start shopping. Once it's paid you stand up and walk towards the elevator. "You've got $500 to spend... What are you wanting to get, anyway?" "Yay! Oh my God!" June hugs you briefly but tightly. "But I'm not sure. My heart obviously calls out to go and get some cute, classy outfit... But I really need more casual wear, things I can relax in. What do you think I should do?" [[Classy|June Third Visit Shopping][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Casual|June Third Visit Shopping][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 2>>\ "You can buy casual clothes at Target, get something nice." She squeals happily and presses the button for the Women's Designer floor. She chats happily about various looks that she's considering, the information largely going in one of your ears and right out the other. She starts by scoping out the floor, seeing which designers are where, before diving in for the kill. "People just buy random things, but you have to always try and, like, think about what it goes with, even things that you've got at home already. A new skirt can really make an old top pop, you know?" "Of course." You listen to her until she has two outfits picked out. She takes you to the changing rooms, manages to grab the large one, and asks you to wait in the alcove with the surround mirrors. She strides out. "Outfit One..." She turns around and looks at herself in the mirror for a little bit, before turning to you. "What do you think?" <img src="images/June/Weekend/Outfit1.jpg" height="600"> You look up. "You look good, very professional, yet still attractive." She purses her lips to the side. "Yeah... It's just not... It's not fun enough." She looks at you. "It's something that I'd have worn in Connecticut." You shrug and she walks back in the changing room. She re-emerges a little while later. "Outfit Two..." <img src="images/June/Weekend/Outfit2.jpg" height="600"> She twirls around in the mirror, already smiling more. "Yeah, I like this... It's still cute, but it's fun too, you know? Like I look like I'd be a good date, not a good hire." You laugh, but you agree. "Yeah, this is a lot more fun... Aren't you worried the skirt is a little too short to be that flowy, though?" She flips up the back of her skirt. <img src="images/June/Weekend/Outfit2Flash.jpg" height="600"> "What, in case anyone sees my ass?" She looks at you brightly for a moment, but then a look of mortification passes over her face and she lowers the skirt. "Sorry, I just... I forgot for a moment..." You laugh. "Hey, don't worry. It isn't like we grew up being particularly ashamed of our bodies, did we? But yes, that is what I was worried about. But if you're fine with that, more power to you." June nods, then looks at you again smiling. "Then I want this outfit, please." She walks back into the changing room and a few minutes later re-emerges wearing her existing clothes and hands you the pile of new clothes. "Thank you, $mc.name." ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 1; $june.brat -= 1; >>\ "Casual. You need to be able to hang with your friends at home and out and about, right?" She nods, and presses the button for the casual women's floor. She chats happily about various looks that she's considering, the information largely going in one of your ears and right out the other. She starts by scoping out the floor, seeing which designers are where, before diving in for the kill. "People just buy random things, but you have to always try and, like, think about what it goes with, even things that you've got at home already. A new skirt can really make an old top pop, you know?" "Of course." You listen to her until she has two outfits picked out. She takes you to the changing rooms, manages to grab the large one, and asks you to wait in the alcove with the surround mirrors. She strides out. "Outfit One..." She turns around and looks at herself in the mirror for a little bit, before turning to you. "What do you think?" <img src="images/June/Weekend/CasualOutfit1.jpg" height="600"> "It's fun, summery. I like it." She stares into the mirror, thinking hard. "I do too, and it's not that expensive, but it is like, so similar, to a bunch of stuff I already have." You shrug and she goes back into the changing room. "Don't laugh..." She comes out. You laugh. You're not sure you ever expected to see June wearing cutoffs and a simple top. "I asked you not to laugh!" She turns to go back into the changing room. "Wait, wait, wait! Seriously, you look great. Come and look." She stands in front of the mirror and she slowly begins to smile. She turns to look at you. <img src="images/June/Weekend/CasualOutfit2.jpg" height="600"> "I look kinda hot, right?" You nod, and try not to stare at her pert little ass. You'd always known she was hot, but... ''June is now less of a brat.'' ''June is now more of an exhibitionist.'' <</if>>\ [[Continue|June Third Visit Lingerie][$passageChoice to 0]]

As you head to the ground floor, purchases in tow, June asks to take the escalators so she can have a quick look at the floors you pass. As you're circling round one of the floors June makes a wistful sound as you walk past the lingerie section. "See something you like?" "Yeah..." <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Tell her tough luck|June Third Visit Lingerie][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Offer to buy some for her|June Third Visit Lingerie][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ "Sorry, tough luck. I've done enough shopping today. Maybe you can get some yourself soon." She looks like she's about to argue, but she just nods a little sadly. [[Home|June Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 2; $june.brat += 2; $mc.cash -= 200; >>\ "Well, I could be persuaded to get you some..." "Yay!" She strides off into the lingerie section and after only a few minutes browsing - a nanosecond in June time - she grabs something and runs off to the changing room. She doesn't have you follow her, but you do anyway. You stand outside her cubicle and listen to her change. After a few minutes you hear her make happy little sounds inside the changing room. "Happy with the set?" "$mc.name! What are you doing?" "Can't I see what I might decide to buy you?" She says nothing for a few beats, then answers. "Only if you promise to buy me them." "How much are they?" She scoffs. "There's only one way for you to find out." You think for a moment, and decide that lingerie can't been too expensive. "Deal." She steps out, and goes to the surround mirror like the one in the last changing room. <img src="images/June/Weekend/Underwear.jpg" height="600"> "Isn't it so pretty?" "Yeah, it's a cute set. How much is it?" "$200." You make a whistling sound. "God, women's lingerie is so expensive... Mom got me like 12 pairs of underwear for the price of that." She turns around and you look at her ass before she looks back over her shoulder at you. <img src="images/June/Weekend/Underwear2.jpg" height="600"> "Mom's been buying you underwear?" You shrug. "Yeah. We've been hanging out more lately and I must have mentioned it." "Hmmm." She stops examining herself and looks at you, then squeezes your shoulder as she walks past. "Thanks for the lingerie, step-bro." [[Home|June Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

"We're going to give my mom a show. Come here and open your mouth." Stella approaches and immediately begins to suck your dick. "I want you to watch all of this, OK mom?" She nods, staring at the place where your dick used to be but which is now occupied by Stella's head. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins to masturbate again, and as Stella sucks your cock you make a point of looking into her eyes. <<if $sofia.slut lt 32>>\ She occasionally looks away from you, awkwardly, but is always drawn back until - eventually - she orgasms. She shudders and lets out a gigantic groan, before collapsing back into the sofa. Shortly after you join her and cum in Stella's mouth, after which the three of you relax for the rest of the evening. <<else>>\ She meets your gaze, and after a few minutes you pull Stella up. "Stay there." You get up, go behind Stella, and then slide the tip of your dick into her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1i.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Sofia... Your son is... Wow..." "I know..." She's still masturbating, but gets on the floor in front of you to get a better look. You have an idea. "Sit on me Stella." Stella does as she's told, and sits on your dick. You begin to fuck up into her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1j.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Get close mom, get as close as you want." Your mom shuffles up until she is between your knees. Her face is only inches from Stella's ass. You can feel her tits bouncing as your thighs hit them every time you fuck up into Stella, and after a little while your mom begins to rub your thighs and your ass. "I'm about to cum!" <<if $sofia.slut lt 34>>\ She leans back, and watches as you fill Stella. You hear your mom groan, loudly, and then droop to the floor, looking up at your dick still pumping inside Stella. <<else>>\ "I want it! Give it to me, cum in mommy's mouth." You pull out of Stella, and push your mom onto her back. She opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1k.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Fill her mouth, $mc.name. Fill it." You look down into your mom's eyes as the first strands of jizz jump out from your cock, your fingers bumping up against her lips as you jerk off. When you're finished you drop to the side, and watch as your mom swills your cum about in her mouth before spitting it onto her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/TV/1l.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she plays with it on her tits, and tastes it again, she says thoughtfully. "I think I can still taste Stella." <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.slut lte 36>>\ ''Your mom is now much more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''Your mom is already as much of a slut as she can become from repeating this scene.'' <</if>>\ [[Mom Activities|Sofia Activities]] [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set AddEvent($sofia, "BimboTraining"); AddEvent($sofia, "FirstBimboLesson"); $sofia.bimbo += 2; >>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "LingerieShowoff")>>\ <<set AddEvent($june, "FifthVisit")>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Stella and Charlotte are out for the evening, and you and your mom are sitting in the living room chatting as the sun sets. "It's not the most profitable, but I am making money from it... Do you want to see some of what I teach, mom?" You don't wait for her to answer when you run off to your study to get the card with the Principles of Bimboism. <img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600" alt="Principles of Bimboism"> "So really the most important principles is to be your absolute best self. The way I think of it, and what I teach my bimbos, is that being a bimbo is about taking everything to its extremes. You aren't just sexy, you're the sexiest woman in the room. You aren't just fit, you're a goddess. You aren't just fun to be around, you're someone who brings joy to everyone around them. All the other principles center on this one." Your mom nods. "What do you find is the most difficult to train?" "Good question! It depends on the woman, really. Stella, for example, already knew how to please people well, but she was anxious and lacked confidence. With her it was difficult to convince her that she could be attractive, and that she didn't need to worry about everything so much." "And Charlotte?" "The exact opposite. She was selfish and undisciplined, but she was very confident and full of fun." "Sounds like June." You raise your eyebrows at each other then laugh. "So what do you think I need the most help with?" You open your mouth to respond, but it strikes you that there is no obvious weak point. There is no Principle that your mom doesn't already do an alright job of living up to. "I... I'm not sure, really. Maybe you could live up to being your best self a little more, but you're actually already quite a good..." Your voice trails off. "Bimbo?" You smirk and she laughs. "Yeah, you're already a pretty good bimbo, mom." ''Your mom is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "LingerieShowoff"); RemoveEvent($june, "FifthVisit"); AddEvent($june, "SixthVisit"); $june.weeklyEvent to false; $june.bimbo += 2; $june.exhibitionist += 4; $june.slut += 2; >>\ <<sethours 15>>\ Heyyyyy Wanna hang out today? Im free like all day I promise I wont make you buy me anything :P You grab your phone and respond Hahaha! Well, OK then. Want to come back out to Brooklyn? I'm busy in the moring but we can meet at the park around 3 and maybe have dinner? She responds back about 20 minutes later. Sure! Sounds fun You go back to your office to finish off some work for BLC when Stella pops her head around the corner, making an exaggeratedly sad face. "You'll be all alone at home tonight, both me and Charlotte are out either all night or most of it." "Oh?" "I'm stripping tonight and I'm sure Charlotte told you about Exxxotica." You make a groan of recognition. "Well she's off in New Jersey and can't be fucked to come back until tomorrow, especially because they're putting her in some fancy hotel for the night." "Makes sense." Stella nods, then comes over to give you a hug. You begin to feel her ass with one of your hands then slip your other hand up underneath her tiny skirt and rub a finger along her pussy. "Goodbye blowjob?" You grimace. "I've got a conference call I need to dial in to in about 3 minutes..." "I can be quiet." Before you say anything Stella's on her knees and unbottoning your trousers. As she takes you into her mouth you dial in to the call and, once you're waiting in the lobby, she speeds up, still deadly silent though. You stroke her hair as the call begins and you listen to the introductions. As you make your introduction Stella focuses on the tip of your cock, which feels great, but is also annoyingly like tickling. You push her head down and she gags, which you have to pass off as a cough. As the call begins, with you taking a passive role, you begin to move Stella's head up and down. You come closer and closer to orgasm until you're about to come. You hold Stella's head down and cum right down the back of her throat. You pull her back up as she's swallowing, kiss her gently on the lips, then make a shooing gesture towards the door. With both her hands she gives you the middle finger, but she smiles and winks as she leaves your office. [[Meet June|June Fifth Visit Party]]

<img src="images/Sofia/June/1.jpg" height="600"> "June's coming round for dinner tonight too." Your mom looks simultaneously happy and disappointed, but mainly happy."Terrifique! I'm so glad you two are getting along." You pour each of you a glass of wine. "Of course, we'll have to be on best behavior." You look at her and she smiles, throwing her hands up as if to say 'of course' "But she borrowed $150 from me this morning in some sort of sartorial crisis." You hand your mom the wine and you both go to sit down on the sofa. "Oh? What was that all about?" "She needed a lingerie set, for a themed party." You mom raises an eyebrow, then clinks her glass against yours. "What a problem to have in life. Your sister-" "Step-sister." "-lives the life of a Bourbon monarch." You give a little snort and then the two of you begin to chat about your respective days. [[Continue|June Fourth Visit Apartment]]

As you're chatting and about to finish your first glass of wine your phone buzzes. Hey I'm outside Let me in "June's here." You stand up to let June in and then wait by the door. Your mom joins you, and as June walks in she wraps her arms around her. Still in her embrace June puts a bag of shopping down by the door. "Hey!" "Hello my darling June." "Hey June. How was the shopping?" June's eyes widen and she glances towards your mom. You drop the subject. "We were just going to have another glass of wine, would you like one June?" As a Francophone, albeit a Belgian, your mother had always encouraged you and June to have sips here and there of wine and beer. Now that June was 18 your mother saw no reason to stop her from joining in with the other adults, regarding American alcohol laws as a dangerous sign of barbarism. She answered brightly. "White, please." You go to the kitchen and refill two glasses of red for you and your mom, then grab an open bottle of white for June. By now both your mom and June are sitting in the living room and you bring the wine over. You sit in an armchair, as your mom and June share the sofa. "Cheers." You three clink your glasses. You're about to ask how her day was when June cuts across you. "What's for dinner?" You shrug. "I haven't got anything I plan to cook, but I thought we could get a delivery. Maybe Mexican? Or Indian?" "Mexican! Let's do Mexican. I'm totally down for something with guac right now." "I don't know, I sort of want Chinese..." The three of you argue for 10 minutes about what to get until you settle on Turkish food. You chat about your step-dad's travels as you wait for the food and when it does you pour everyone another glass of wine. [[Continue|June Fourth Visit Talk]]

<<sethours 22>>\ You continue to hang out until you see June nearing the end of her second glass of wine. She looks at you expectantly, then at your mom. "Can I have another? I've had a long day." You're about to shake your head when your mom answers. "Sure. Tell us about it." As you refill all the glasses, June begins to tell her story. "Did $mc.name tell you that he lent me money today?" She looks at you quickly. "Thanks for that again." "Yes, he did. For lingerie?" June nods. "Yeah... So, like, this girl in my class, who is super cool and is friends with everyone, well her parents are out of town this weekend. She lives in this huge townhouse on like E 68th and she's having a themed party. I was gonna go as Red Riding Hood. Cute, kinda sexy, fun. Right?" You and your mom both nod. "Well it seems that's not really the vibe. All my friends are going to wear, like, lingerie sets. Going as cats, or like bunnies. And I couldn't be left out. I couldn't have my first real party I've been invited to here and turn up as the frumpy one." Your mom puts her hand on June's forearm. "Of course." "But I couldn't ask dad for the money cos, well..." You all nod here. "But I thought $mc.name might help. And he did, he saved me." "What did you get?" An ever so slight look of embarrassment passes over June's face, but she takes a big sip of wine. "I got this super cute one piece with a matching fascinator shaped like a bow. It's black lace. I also got some stockings and some heels to match." "Sounds like quite an outfit. I'm sure you'll impress everyone with it!" Your mom looks at you as she speaks. "Why don't you show us it? Make sure you look good." Your eyes widen and while June doesn't see your mom does. June looks at your mom sceptically instead. "Yeah?" Your mom smiles. "Yeah. We're all comfortable with each other, right?" June shrugs and takes another big sip of wine. "OK!" She stands up. "Where can I change?" "The first room off the corridor is a guest room." [[Continue|June Fourth Visit Lingerie]]

Once the door is closed behind June you go and sit next to your mom on the sofa, whispering at each other. "I thought we were to be on best behaviour tonight." She waves her hands dismissively. "We are, but won't it be fun if June can also join in, just a little? We can see each other more that way, plus I think it would be really good for her to loosen up a little, don't you think?" You nod, and then your mom strokes your hair as you wait for June to finish. "OK! I'm ready!" You stand up, and letting your mom go first you walk into the guest room. <img src="images/June/Weekend/Lingerie.jpg" height="600"> "Wow June, you look so good. You'll stun everyone at that party." You're looking at June in her outfit and you say nothing. You can tell June is a little nervous. "Doesn't she look great, $mc.name?" You smile at her, trying to maintain eye contact but generally just letting your mom set the mood. "Yeah. Those other slutty Chapin girls won't know what hit them." They both laugh, but June with more than a hint of nerves. "It's not weird that I'm showing you this outfit, is it? It's weird. Yeah, it's weird. I should just get changed back again...." Your mom laughs. "It's not weird! It's fine, it's fun, we're having a good evening. When I bought $mc.name underwear I had him show me whether I'd made a good purchase or not. What's the difference?" June nods briskly. "Turn around, let me get a proper look at the entire outfit." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Weekend/Visit4/Lingerie.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh, fantastic June. It really suits you. You look great." She steps up to June and begins to adjust one of the straps. "Just make sure that you keep the straps in place, you don't want to accidentally flash anyone." June laughs again, more naturally now. "Sure." "And you'll wear a good coat? You can't walk around like this, or you'll catch cold if not attention you don't want." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Weekend/Visit4/Stockings.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Yes, yes, of course." By now your gaze is running up and down her legs and ass. You swap a glance with your mom and she steps away from June. "Move about, see if the garter straps come lose. They're such a pain to do, but if you have them too long or too short they will pull off or get caught on things. Try getting up onto the bed." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Weekend/Visit4/Showoff.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June climbs up onto the bed, starting off on all fours. You can see the edge of her pussy on either side of her panties. "Yeah, they feel good." "What if you twist around a little?" She twists down onto the bed, legs tucked to the side. "Oh! You're right, they just slipped slightly. I'll loosen them a little." Your mom smiles at June. "Of course, June. Now that you're a woman I've got all sorts of little pieces of advice for you." June makes a scoffing sound, but doesn't sound too insincere when she replies. "Thanks. Anyway... I'm feeling kinda tired. Do you mind if I stay the night, $mc.name? This bed is calling to me." You're about to say no problem when your mom answers for you. "Of course! There should be a towel in here for when you wake up." She walks over and kisses June on the head. "We'll leave now, but let us know if you need anything." You look at your mom who beckons you out of the room. You follow her to the lounge. [[Continue|June Fourth Visit Finish]]

You walk out of the room and in the silence of a nearly empty apartment you stare at your mom with eyebrows raised. "Well..." You sit down on the sofa and your mom lies across you, her legs stretched out over your lap. She finishes the last gulp of wine in her glass then gestures it at you, whispering as she does. "June's in an awkward place right now. She's confident, but not confident enough to trust herself, yet too confident not to make terrible decisions. If we can help her feel comfortable with herself, if she can be beautiful, and happy, and well-liked... Then she'll be a better, happier person." "And you're not just saying that because you want all of your adult kids to wear skimpy underwear around you?" She laughs. "Well, maybe that too." The two of you sit on the sofa and watch an episode of Law & Order before you also go to bed. When you wake up your mom is, as usual, gone, but you are woken up by June, who knocks on the door. You sleep naked, and thankfully your sheets are covering your important bits. She peers her head around the door. "I just wanted to say thanks again for helping me out... And for having me over. I had fun." She walks away, not bothering to close the door behind her. [[Start your day|June Home Events][$eventSleep to true]]

[[Sofia Activities]]

<<set AddEvent($sofia, "RoomEvent")>>\ You have a relaxed night with your mom, the four of you hang out watching a movie, Charlotte showing off some of her new lingerie that she'd been inspired to buy by your mom. Everyone's a little tired, though, and the night ends early and casually. The next day you wake up with raging morning wood. You stare up at the ceilinig and wonder if you should jack off, when you hear someone in heels clipping down the hallway. Assuming it's Charlotte you call out to her. "Hey! Charlotte! I need some help with something..." You laugh and prop yourself up to look at the door when she walks in, on your side, your erect dick pointing right at her. To your surprise your mom walks in, wearing nothing but heels. You shouldn't be awkward around her now, but you can't help but grabbing a pillow to cover your cock and yelping. "Mom!" She laughs, and comes to sit down on the bed with you. "What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be gone by now?" She kicks off her heels and then comes to lay down next to you. "I'm meeting a friend for lunch, so I thought I'd stay here until it's time to go...." She nods towards your penis, covered by the pillow. "You were wanting help from Charlotte?" "Yeah, Stella doesn't normally wear heels inside, so I thought..." She grabs the pillow. "I thought we were past being ashamed around each other." She pokes your 3/4 hard cock with the tip of her index finger, then lays her head on your chest. "You've literally jacked off into my mouth, so I don't think we have much to hide from each other anymore." You're silent for a little and she arranges her hair behind her head then strokes your chest. "Yeah... I mean. It was a bit strange, right?" She laughs. "I never thought that would happen but... I mean whatever, right? We've never been the shyest family. That was a bit far but... I didn't mind. I kinda liked it. What about you?" "I liked it too." Your dick begins to get harder again, until it's once more fully erect. She begins to rub the tip of your dick with her fingertips, then whispers in your ear. "Can I help you instead of Charlotte?" ''WARNING: If you accept her 'help', your will start a sexual relationship with your mom. If you reject her 'help', you will not be able to after this.'' [[Yes|Sofia Room Event Titjob][$passageChoice to 1]] [[No|Sofia Room Event Titjob][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set AddEvent($sofia, "Massage"); AddEvent($sofia, "Titjob"); AddEvent($sofia, "Relationship"); >>\ You don't say anything, but you push her hand down so that her hand is wrapped around your dick. She begins to gently jerk you off, then she shifts so that she's looking at you as she continues to touch you. "You can't put it inside me, but I'll help you... Get to the edge of the bed." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You do as you're told as she begins to root around in your bedside cabinet. She finds a bottle of oil, and begins to oil up her tits. You try to shove the tip of your dick under her arm as she does it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Can't wait?" She presses her tits together and you slip your cock between them. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she moves her chest up and down she begins to talk to you. "I've always seen how you look at these... Have you dreamed about this before?" "Yeah..." "I've seen what you do to the others, turning them into little replicas of me. Is that what you do? Just pump other girls full of silicone. Trying to get from them what you want from me." You groan and your eyes roll back along with your head. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She slows for a moment, then begins to jerk you off between her oily breasts. "I'm only doing this if you look at me." You prop yourself back up and look at her. "Good boy." She squeezes her tits together. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Fuck them." You begin to thrust up into them. "Harder!" You begin fucking her tits harder and you can feel your balls rubbing up and down along her front. She bends her head down and spits on your dick, and for a moment you hope that she takes it into her mouth. She doesn't, though, and just spits. You begin to groan as you get close, and your legs begin to tense up as you chase your orgasm. She feels it too, and taking hold of your cock with her hand again she looks at you. "Cum for me, honey." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She milks you onto her tits, slowly jerking you off as you cum all over her tits. She rubs the tip of your ejaculating dick over her nipples. "There... There... Don't you feel better now, honey?" You say nothing, and a flash of shame passes over you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After rubbing your cum into her breasts with your dick a little more she looks at your face. She lifts herself up your body, dragging oil and cum up your chest until she's looking directly into your eyes. You're about to say something when she places a finger on your lips to shush you. "This can just be our little secret." Then she kisses you. <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "SexPlay")>>\ "I don't think so... That might be a little weird." She sighs, but doesn't move off your chest. "Well OK. You're probably right. I don't know what's come over me lately..." She props herself up and looks into your eyes. "Can I watch, though?" You laugh, but begin to jack off looking into her eyes. She makes a little happy squeal, then backs away from you. Lying on your back you begin to jack off as you watch her, and she begins to finger herself as you do, her legs stretched out over your body as she does. Within a few minutes you're both on the edge of orgasm. "Let's... Let's.... Same time... OK?" She's trying to stop herself going over the edge, and you speed up. "I'm coming!" She begins to come too, and as her body jerks and jumps with orgasm you aim your dick towards her, the first jolt of cum hitting her tits and the rest spraying over her stomach. A few minutes later, after your heads are cleared, she stands up and looks at you. "So what you're saying is that wasn't a little weird?" She slips on her heels and walks out the room. <</if>>\ [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "SixthVisit"); AddEvent($june, "JuneMoveIn"); $june.weeklyEvent to false; $mc.cash -= 300; >>\ <<sethours 15>>\ I paid for June's shopping trip again. I bought her a new outfit and she promised to model it for me. Like last time. are you coaching june? lol between us she'll be unstoppable ;P xxx You look up from your phone at June who has walked back in the living room. "So... You gonna show me your purchases?" "Ughhhh... Fine." "Don't be such a brat, I spent a lot of money on you. I want to see what I bought." She grabs the bag and stomps off to the bedroom. A few minutes later she returns, wearing a tiny pair of pink shorts and a ribbed red halter top. She has a cheeky grin on her face. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Arrive.jpg" height="600"> "This isn't the only thing you bought me, but I thought it might be the one you'd like." You smile at her. "I do... I'm liking the casual turn you're taking now." She does a little turn, letting you see how short the pink jean shorts really are. "So, happy? Can we watch something now?" You shake your head. "What else did you do last time?" She looks at you shocked and lets out a bark of a laugh. "$mc.name, I had had like 3 big glasses of wine then... Look at me, I'm tiny. I'm not gonna-" [[Offer her $200|June Sixth Visit Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Walk up to her and take her top off|June Sixth Visit Finish][$passageChoice to 2]]

You meet June at the Grand Army entrance to Prospect Park. <img src="images/June/Weekend/Park.jpg" height="600"> "You're looking happy." "OH MY GOD! $mc.name, that party was last night and..." June makes a squealing sound here. "It went SO well. SO SO well. Like... Ugh... I can't even..." You laugh and ask June to tell you about it as you walk around the park. You do a pleasant turn round the park as she talks to you, telling you all about who was there, what they did, how cool it was, how well she went down, how people said she was cool, how they loved her outfit. "Bethany even said that she didn't think I'd be brave enough to dress like them, to put on some 'skimpy little outfit' but I showed her. The boys were looking at me, the girls were looking at me... Ugh. I loved it. I felt so free and amazing." She stops speaking for the first time in about thirty minutes. "There's a bathroom, wait here for a moment." She runs off to the bathroom and as she does you text your mom. Apparently June went down amazingly at the party. She loved her lingerie outfit, it was popular. She loved the attention. What a chip off the old block. wonderful! are you with her now? tell her hello we should have dinner at your house soon, the three of us You consider for a moment what to do, then decide to invite her. She's actually coming over for dinner tonight. My house is empty. Do you want to come? yes! but i might be petit peu late ;) wait to eat for me but otherwise have fun xxx June comes trotting back over. "Who's that? Your girlfriend?" You laugh. "No, it was mom. I invited her over tonight. June groans. "Look, she's lonely now that dad's away almost all the time. Besides, we had fun last time didn't we?" "Ugh, I suppose. She is way nicer to hang out with without dad around... Don't tell him I said that... Or her. In fact don't tell anyone, OK?" You laugh and she smiles, then starts talking about the party again. ''June is now less of a brat.'' [[Continue|June Fifth Visit Lingerie]]

<<sethours 19>>\ After the park you take June back home and the two of you relax watching one of her favorite movies, something about Juliette Binoche moving to a little village and finding it difficult to sell chocolate. It's 7pm before your mom arrives, and you've already poured you and June your first glass of wine each. As she bursts through the door, June looks at you. "She has keys?" You ignore her. "Hey mom!" "Hey! I have preseeeeents!" June looks over and when she sees a Bergdorf bag she jumps up. "No way! Mom!" Your mom flaps her hands at June. "Pour me a wine first... And top yourselves up. How did the party go?" You roll your eyes obviously, and June shoves you, but you go to get everyone a full glass. You return to the living room where June's going on about the party. You clink your glasses, and June is going on about the house. You are half done, and June is going on about the drinks and snacks. By the end of your glasses your mom looks at you and her. "And the outfit?" "Oh my God! I looked so good, I got so many compliments and, like, the boys were staring but in that good way, you know?" She laughs. "I know." "And, like-" "But you enjoyed wearing your little, lacey, lingerie outfit?" "So much. I felt so good and, like, I dunno..." "Free? Well if $mc.name gets us another glass, I think I should show you all your presents." "Ooooo!" You go and get the bottle of wine to share around as you listen to June and your mom gently bicker about June wanting her present right now. When you're sitting back down, your mom hands you both a bag, keeping one left for herself. Seeing June's look she responds, "Something for myself." June thrusts open her bag and rips off the top layer of tissue paper. She thrusts her hand and in pulls out a simple pair of black lace lingerie. "You... Got me... Lingerie?" "I got us all lingerie!" You look inside your bag and see two pairs of what, at a glance, you assume is far too revealing men's underwear. "Shall we try it all on? Who wants to go first?" "I'm not going first." "$mc.name?" She looks at you and raises her eyebrows as if to say 'you better do this or you're in trouble'. "Well OK, but no peeking!" You say it comically and June laughs, but it's a serious instruction for your mom. You step into your bedroom and throw your clothes on the bed. You put on the first pair that you pull on, and then walk back to the living room. [[Continue|June Fifth Visit Modelling]]

<img src="images/MC/3.jpg" height="600"> "What do you think?" "Oh, these are great! They fit you really well. Are they comfortable?" You twist around a little. "Yeah, pretty comfortable." "What do you think June?" You can feel June looking at your body and wondering when, exactly, you got so fit. She looks down at your underwear, at the bulge where you penis is, then looks up at you. "You look good, I like boxer briefs..." She looks away. "Try on the next pair!" You go off, but rather than going back to your room you just turn the corner and slip off the first pair and put on the second pair. These are a lot smaller, and not only do they barely cover your dick, they ride right up your ass too. You know your mom will love them. <img src="images/MC/4.jpg" height="600"> "Perfect! Aren't these great, June?!" June looks at you, her jaw drops a little, then she looks back at your mom. "Yeah... They're... They're great. Jesus, $mc.name, I didn't know you were so fit!" "Impressed? I work out now and then." You do a little turn and let everyone see your sculpted behind, then come and sit on the sofa. You sit crosslegged, your penis barely staying in the underwear. "I take it these are the favorites, then?" "Of course!" "Yeah... They're great..." June looks at your mom, and definitely, resolutely not at your crotch. "You next June?" June shakes her head, then takes a last sip of her glass of wine. "Fine. But that just means you go last." Your mom jumps off the sofa and runs off to her room. She calls behind herself as she trots down the hallway "I only got myself one thing!" When she's gone you grab June's glass and fill it up, the bulge of your cock at eye level as you do so. Sitting back down you look at June. Your mom trots back. "So? How do I look?" <img src="images/Sofia/June/Lingerie.jpg" height="600"> June finds it easier to compliment your mom, and the two of you say nice things about the lingerie as she stands there showing off for you both. After a few minutes your mom bends down, picks up June's bag, then holds it up. "Your turn." June takes a gulp of her wine, then stands up. "Ugh. Fine." [[Continue|June Fifth Visit Movie]]

June comes in as if she's on a catwalk, she walks towards you, then away from you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Weekend/Visit5/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "How do I look?" "Amazing, June. I did well. $mc.name?" "Really good, black goes well with your skin and hair." She smiles widely and jumps up on the reclining sofa to the side, slightly in front of you instead of your mom. <img src="images/June/Weekend/ShowOff.jpg" height="600"> "Thanks!" She jumps up briefly and gives your mom a hug then stands there. "Sooooo.... Are we gonna change?!" You shrug, your mom answers. "Don't be silly. Now, what do you want to watch tonight?" You're outvoted and the three of you decide to watch a romantic movie. After your delivery arrives, which June only pecks at, she stretches out to the side of you on the sofa as your mom sits in the armchair. The movie's boring, and you find yourself catching glances at June's ass. You occasionally make eye contact with your mom, who smiles, but June's oblivious. <img src="images/June/Weekend/ShowOffMovie.jpg" height="600"> She waxes, you realize. Her thighs, her pussy lips, her asshole are all smooth as a tiled floor. You can see the edge of the star of her asshole. You bet she's tight, and you wonder if anything has ever been up there, even her fingers. Even in the shower? She must have slipped at least one sometimes. You wonder if she leaves a little shaved triangle above her vagina. <img src="images/June/Weekend/ShowOffFlirt.jpg" height="600"> She smiles at you, then she realizes you were staring at her ass and she frowns at you. Then, both at the same time, you realize that your dick had grown to at least a semi. She stares at it for a moment then turns back to the movie. When the movie's over June politely excuses herself. Your mom stares at you and, with June safely away, she grabs your now fully flaccid dick through your jockstrap. "You've got to learn to control him." [[Go to bed|June Fifth Visit Finish]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 400>>\ After you say goodnight to your mom and get yourself a glass of water in the kitchen, you sigh to yourself and begin to plod down the hallway. You notice the light is on in the room and as you walk in you see June standing by the mirror. "I liked our lingerie night." She stares at you, straining not to look at the bulge in your underwear. You can feel your heartbeat in your cock. "So did I." You stare at each other and June begins to move slowly, sensually. She looks at you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Weekend/Visit5/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I could tell you liked looking at me." You raise your eyebrows and look at her. She keeps moving. "It was like the party. Maybe I liked you looking at me..." "Yeah?" "If you want, we can do that more often, if you buy me more nice things to wear for you." You squint at her. "Like what?" "More lingerie... Less lingerie..." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Weekend/Visit5/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She stops, her bra still covering her breasts but both straps still down. "Mom told me I should enjoy the attention. That I should do what I enjoy and make people happy." Is your mom coaching June on how to be a bimbo? "I agree." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Weekend/Visit5/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She drops her bra to the floor then comes closer to you, still moving to an imaginary beat. She stands about ten feet from you, and a little more awkwardly dances, brushing her breasts as she does it. As she rubs her nipples she closes her eyes, then drops her hands, opens her eyes. She glances quickly at your growing cock, then smiles at you. "So will you take me shopping again?" So that's what this is about. How mercenary your step-sister is. You frown. "Oh come on, pleeeeease? We can have such a good time." "Fine." ''June is now significantly more of an exhibitionist.'' ''June is now much more of a slut.'' ''June is now much more of a bimbo.'' ''June is now more of a brat.'' When you wake up you text your mom You'll never guess who sold me a topless striptease last night in exchange for a promise to be taken shopping again. what? seriously? what a little brat :D still though... how fun! [[Start your day|June Home Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<if $sofia.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/StatTransform5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/StatTransform4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/StatTransform3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/StatTransform2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/StatTransform1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $sofia.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Sofia/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h2>Sofia Winstanley</h2> Sofia is your mother. Originally from Belgium, she is elegant and sophisticated, living with your step-father. Sofia has always loved the fake look, and in many ways was the first bimbo in your life. <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "Relationship")>>\ Things have gone way past the point of no return with your mom. <</if>>\ <h4>Body</h4> Your mom has huge, fake tits. <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ Your mom has a big, fake ass. Your mom has big, fake lips. <<else>>\ Your mom has a small, natural ass. Your mom has large, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <progress class="progress-big fame" id="sofia-bimbo-meter" @value="$sofia.bimbo" max="50">$sofia.bimbo</progress> <<if $sofia.bimbo gte 50>>\ The original Bimbo. Your mom, the woman who started it all, is now perfected. <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 36>>\ Your mom is loving the training. It feels like she is unleashing her natural self. <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 26>>\ Your mom has shown interest in Bimbo Life Coaching, and may even ask you for training. <<elseif $sofia.bimbo gte 16>>\ Whilst never trained, Sofia is as close to a natural bimbo as you have seen. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="sofia-slut-meter" @value="$sofia.slut" max="50">$sofia.slut</progress> <<if $sofia.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $sofia.slut gte 36>>\ There is no going back for your mom. She loves sex and is no longer inhibited in showing it. <<elseif $sofia.slut gte 26>>\ Your mom is embracing sex as a bigger part of her life, and is enjoying being still thought of as sexy. <<else>>\ As a liberated Francophile, your mom has never been one to shy away from her sexuality. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="sofia-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$sofia.exhibitionist" max="50">$sofia.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $sofia.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $sofia.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ Your mom has finally admitted to herself that she is an exhibitionist, and loves showing off her naked body. <<elseif $sofia.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ Your mom loves the attention her assets bring her, and wishes to improve in order to achieve perfection. <<elseif $sofia.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ Your mom has always known people look at her lustfully. But now she is starting to encourage it. <<else>>\ Your mom has always had a European attitude to nudity. It is not unusual to see her walking around the house naked. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="sofia-happiness-meter" @value="$sofia.happiness" max="5">$sofia.happiness</progress> <<if $sofia.happiness gte 5>>\ Your mom is very happy with you. <<elseif $sofia.happiness is 4>>\ Your mom is largely happy with you, but has some worries. <<elseif $sofia.happiness is 3>>\ Your mom is unhappy with you. <<elseif $sofia.happiness is 2>>\ Your mom is very unhappy with you. <<elseif $sofia.happiness is 1>>\ Your mom is angry with you. <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ This is the end of your mom's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "Massage")>>\ Your mom has been looking at little tense recently. <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.slut gte 36 and $sofia.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "BimboTraining") is false>>\ You should invite you mom over. She seems to be more interested in learning about your work. <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "RoomEvent") is false>>\ Maybe you should invite you mom to stay the night again. <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "HangMeet") is false and CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful") is false>>\ <<if $hang.transformLevel is 1>>\ It might be time for Hang to meet your mother. <<else>>\ You mom is becoming more interested in your coaching. You should probably gain some more experience training others first. Hang for instance. <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "Implants") is false>>\ You should spend more time with June. Your mom wouldn't be willing to do more until she is more comfortable with the lifestyle. <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "Implants")>>\ Your mom might like to spend the evening with you. <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "VisitDoctor") or CheckEvent($sofia, "Surgery")>>\ Visit your old friend Yanovic to get your mom's new implants. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "FirstVisit")>>\ Why don't you see how June's first visit goes before talking to your mom again. <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "SecondPhoneCall")>>\ It was nice catching up with your mom. Hopefully she will call again next week. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "HomeVisits")>>\ Your mom can visit your apartment in the evening. <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "SexPlay")>>\ You can engage in some 'interesting' activites with your mom when she comes over. <</if>>\ <<if $sofia.happiness lt 5 and CheckEvent($sofia, "BimboTalk")>>\ You can try and make your mom happier when she comes over. <</if>> <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<if $june.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/June/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $june.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/June/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $june.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/June/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $june.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/June/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/June/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <h2>June Winstanley</h2> June is your eighteen year old step-sister. Having grown up in suburbia, she isn't as experienced as she pretends to be. Since her father constantely doted on her, June has grown up to expect life to just provide everything for her, meaning she can be quite bratty is something does not go her way. <h4>Body</h4> <<if $june.transformLevel is 2>>\ June has huge, fake tits. June has a big, fake ass. June has big, fake lips. <<elseif $june.transformLevel is 1>>\ June has big, fake tits. June has a big, fake ass. June has big, fake lips. <<else>>\ June has small, natural tits. June has a small, natural ass. June has small, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <progress class="progress-big fame" id="june-bimbo-meter" @value="$june.bimbo" max="50">$june.bimbo</progress> <<if $june.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<elseif $june.bimbo gte 36>>\ <<elseif $june.bimbo gte 26>>\ <<elseif $june.bimbo gte 16>>\ <<elseif $june.bimbo gte 2>>\ After being exposed to the type of life you lead, June has started to re-evaluate her view of the world. <<else>>\ June has no idea about what a bimbo is. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="june-slut-meter" @value="$june.slut" max="50">$june.slut</progress> <<if $june.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $june.slut gte 36>>\ <<elseif $june.slut gte 26>>\ You've noticed a change in June. Sex isn't mearly a tool of manipulation, but something she is genuinely starting to enjoy. <<elseif $june.slut gte 16>>\ Ever your bratty sister, June is learning how to use sex to manipulate others. <<else>>\ Despite pretending to be knowledgable about sex, it is clear June is quite naive and at times nervous about the subject. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="june-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$june.exhibitionist" max="50">$june.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $june.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $june.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<elseif $june.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ June loves the attention she can get, just by flaunting her body the right way. <<elseif $june.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ June now knows that she can use her looks and body to get things she wants. And she intends to get them. <<else>>\ June has a high opinion of her body. However, she does not yet have the knowledge or confidence to make use of that. <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="june-brat-meter" @value="$june.brat" max="50">$june.brat</progress> <<if $june.brat gte 50>>\ June has lead quite a privileged life. Having everything given to her, she is quite a spoiled brat. <<elseif $june.brat gte 36>>\ June has started to realise that considering how her actions affect others is an important part of being an adult. She still likes to get her own way though. <<elseif $june.brat gte 26>>\ Living with you has opened Junes eyes to the benefits of thinking about others once in a while. <<elseif $june.brat gte 16>>\ <<elseif $june.brat gte 2>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if $june.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ This is the end of June's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "Home")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "SofiaTrainingTalk")>>\ Why don't you take June shopping as a reward. <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "SofiaTrainingTalk") is false and $june.exhibitionistTraining is 6>>\ You should look at doing some bimbo training with June before buying her new clothes. <<elseif $june.exhibitionistTraining lt 6>>\ June has agreed to undergo some of your coaching to improve her attitude. <</if>>\ <<if $june.exhibitionistTraining gte 3 and $june.slutTraining lt 5>>\ You should include some bimbo elements in your training regime. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "StripClub")>>\ June works at the strip club, helping with makeup and... other things. <</if>>\ June now lives with you. You can spend time with her in the afternoon and on weekends. <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "JuneMoveIn")>>\ Thing has been going really well with June. You're sure next week will be much the same. <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "Introduce")>>\ Since June will be moving in with you, you need to introduce her to the rest of your bimbo family. <</if>> <<if CheckEvent($june, "LingerieShowoff") and CheckEvent($june, "FifthVisit") is false>>\ Talk to your mom about your bimbo training before June becomes more involved in your life. <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "RestaurantVisited") and CheckEvent($june, "ThirdVisit") is false>>\ Before meeting with June, why don't you invite your mom over. <<elseif CheckEvent($sofia, "DinnerDate")>>\ Talk to your mom about how the weekend went. <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "FirstVisit")>>\ June is new in town, it would be a good idea to show her around on the weekend. <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "Home") is false>>\ You can take June out on the weekend. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 200; $june.exhibitionist += 3; >>\ You cut her off. "I'll give you $200." She looks at you suspiciously. "This is creepy, I'm not sure if..." She stops. Then shrugs. "Whatever." She perches on the side of the ottoman and takes off her top. She cups her tiny breasts. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Naked.jpg" height="600"> You take out your wallet and remove two $100 bills. She snatches them from your hands then giggles. "There's this super cute belt you just bought half of." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 1; $june.brat -= 3; >>\ You walk up to her and put your fingers on the hem of the shirt. "You're going to take this off, because this was the deal we had. OK?" You stare at her and she stares back at you, before breaking eye contact. You're about to pull the shirt up yourself when she begins to take it off. "Ugh, fine! You're such a jerk sometimes." She gets on the edge of the ottoman and cups her tiny breasts. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Naked.jpg" height="600"> "Is this what you wanted, you asshole?" "Yes, thank you. But that isn't a nice way to speak to someone who's updating your wardrobe so quickly." She mutters under her breath, but after what is a visibly torn internal monologue she looks at you. "Yeah, I suppose. Sorry." <</if>>\ You let her stand up and put her top back on and, to be gracious, you let her pick the afternoon movie. When June's leaving she hugs you on the sofa and then gets up to show herself out. "Hey! Hey!" You look over to the door where June is standing... <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Flirt.jpg" height="600"> ...flashing you. "I think that gets me the right to choose what food we eat next time." <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ ''June is now much less of a brat.'' ''June is now more of an exhibitionist.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Sleep Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "JuneMoveIn") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Sunday" and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is not "Saturday">>\ [[You are woken up by a call from your mom|June Move In]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "JuneMoveIn"); AddEvent($june, "Introduce"); $june.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<sethours 5>>\ You're woken up by the sound of your phone vibrating on your bedside table. Your room is dark and the sun has not yet risen. The only source of light is your phone flashing up a photo of your mom. You wake up, angry. "It's 5 o'clock in the goddamn morning, you at least usually wait until-" "Just shut up and listen for a moment, OK?" Your mom sounds angry, and exhausted, and anxious. You comply. There's silence, then a loud sigh, then she begins to speak. "Your sister has been kicked out by her uncle, and we're-" "WHAT?" "-and we're LUCKY that she probably won't be prosecuted." You're shocked into silence. "What the fuck happened?" She sighs again. "Look, I'm about 20 minutes from yours, I'm coming over. I'll tell you all about it then, OK?" "OK, OK, OK. I'll see you soon." [[You start making coffee|June Move In Arrive]]

<<addmins 20>>\ You get out of bed, put on a dressing gown to keep yourself warm after it got chilly overnight, then go to the kitchen and put on the coffee machine. Only the kitchen lights are on and as the coffee machine reaches its loudest, gurgliest point, your mom unlocks your door and walks in. She's wearing a beautiful dress, but it's clear she hasn't slept tonight. You look at her and she smiles, then she looks at the coffee machine. She sticks out her hand and leaves it hanging in the air until you hand her a full cup of coffee. She sits down at the kitchen counter. "So. This has been a night." You sit down opposite her with your own cup of coffee. "What happened?" "Well... June stole a necklace, an expensive necklace, from your uncle's wife. She wore it when she went out with her friends and apparently lost it after a drunken fight with a bouncer who didn't believe her fake ID. She was arrested for hitting the bouncer, and for having a fake ID." Your eyes are wide and your jaw dropped. "Fuck." Your mom nods. "Fuck indeed. I managed to persuade your uncle to not report the theft. The cops had agreed to let her go with a summons for public intoxication, but if that had been reported too... But he has refused to let her stay with him any longer." You shake your head. "Oh June... Where is she now?" "She's being processed out of jail by our lawyer. Then she's coming here." You nod. You're not too keen on dealing with recently released June, but you won't say anything for your mom's sake. "She won't be happy that she has to go back home..." Your mom looks at you, raises her eyebrows slightly and twists her face to the side. "Well..." [[Continue|June Move In Plan]]

You can't stop yourself from shouting. "You want me to take her?!?" Your mom's eyes widen in shock and you begin to whisper loudly, not wanting to wake up Stella or Charlotte. "What do you expect me to-" "Hey. HEY. Just listen to me for a moment. OK?" You sigh and shrug dramatically. "Fuck it." "June's a spoiled brat who has no idea of real life. Right?" You nod. "It pains me to say it but you have the most grounded life of anyone I can turn to. Yes this entire... bimbo thing... is strange, but you have normal people in your life, people who aren't millionaires who think - who KNOW - that they can buy their way out of any difficulty or consequences." <<if $hang.transformLevel is 1>>\ "If you haven't forgotten I've already got three women living with me. Stella, the teacher turned stripper. Charlotte, vying for New York's sluttiest woman, and innocent Hang." <<else>>\ "If you haven't forgotten I've already got two women living with me. Stella, the teacher turned stripper, and her daughter, who is currently vying for the title of New York's sluttiest woman." <</if>>\ "I know, I know... But they're good people. They're nice women, they're nicer than most of the women June knows. As ridiculous as it is to say, I think they - and you - would be a good influence on June. Besides..." "Besides what?" She exhales loudly through her nose. "You are good at shaping women. At helping them become better. Maybe you could use some of those skills to stop June being such a..." She laughs, but continues. "Such a spoiled little bitch." You look at her and frown, clenching your jaw as you angrily put down your coffee cup. But your mom knows that she's won you over, or at least beaten you into submission, and showing the first smile since she walked in she hops around the counter to give you a hug. "You'll have to help, though." "Of course, of course. I won't just dump her on you." "And my house, my rules." "Whatever you say goes." [[Continue|June Move In Prepare]]

<<sethours 6>>\ Before June arrives you go and wake up Stella. You explain the situation to her and ask her to give you some space, then also ask her to make sure no one else disturbs you. When you return to the kitchen your mom is standing up. "She's just outside." June buzzes and your mom lets her in, and as your mom stands by the door you sit at the kitchen counter. June knocks, and your mom opens the door. She says nothing. June's face is red and puffy, her makeup has run, but she's still in heels and a tiny, shiny dress. She goes in for a hug from your mom, but your mom steps back and dodges it. "We need to talk in the office. $mc.name?" You stand up and follow your mom and June, who is once again crying and whining. "I just need a hug...". When you're in your office your mom and June sit on the leather chairs at the small coffee table, and you take your desk chair, swiveling around to look at them. Your mom stares at June, piercing her with her digusted gaze, before beginning to speak. "You've disgraced yourself tonight June. Stealing? Fighting? Getting arrested? Behaving like a drunken idiot out on the streets? What WERE you thinking?" "It's not my fault! I didn't have a nice necklace and stupid Aunt Sarah wouldn't lend me one, and I didn't think she'd mind if it went missing, and I am small, I don't know how to drink that well, and the bouncer was really, really mean. I didn't hit him, I just tried to grab my ID back, and-" "Enough!" Your mom slaps her hands on the sides of the chair and then leans forward pointing at June."You've always got excuses. It's always someone else's fault. Why can you never take responsibility for yourself?" June begins to sob. [[Continue|June Move In Talk]]

<<sethours 8>>\ You sit there basically saying nothing, only nodding or agreeing when prompted to by your mom. Half an hour passes. "...just get yourself together and stop being so spoiled..." An hour passes. "...maybe if dad ACTUALLY paid attention to me..." An hour and a half passes. "...you're right, I'm sorry, I'm just... I don't know..." Two hours pass. "You promise? You'll try and behave like an adult?" June nods meekly. Her face is as red as you've ever seen it and by now her mascara has leaked down to stain her dress. Your mom hands her a tissue, then gets out of the chair to hug her. "What are we going to do with you, hey?" June begins to cry again, and after hugging her for about 20 seconds your mom sits back down. Once June's crying subsides again your mom looks at you. "$mc.name has gracefully agreed to let you stay with him now that you can no longer stay at your uncle's." June looks down at your feet and responds in a quiet, mousy voice. "Thank you, $mc.name. I promise I will be good." "We'll make sure of that. I'll be around a lot to help, but under this roof it is his rules. Do you understand that?" June nods. "However he wants to do things here is how you have to do them. If you don't like it, you can come back to Connecticut and finish school there. Do you understand?" "I understand." Your mom looks at you. "Is there anything you want to say?" "June?" June looks up at you. "I will go over this in more detail later, but I have a certain lifestyle, a certain way of living, and while I'm doing you the favor of allowing you to stay with me I am not willing to compromise it. I live a very... adult... life, and if you can't accept that then you will have to go home." She looks at you curiously. <<if $hang.transformLevel is 1>>\ "Three other women live in this house with me, and you have to be prepared to see them - and me - naked." June frowns a little here, but doesn't look overly concerned. "You are also going to have to grow up, and figure out how to live like an adult, and with adults. Not spoiled rich kids, or their parents, or their servants, but normal adults. I will introduce you to them, but I expect you to get along with them. If you don't, you will be the one who has to leave, not them. Have I made myself clear?" <<else>>\ "Two other women live in this house with me, and you have to be prepared to see them - and me - naked." June frowns a little here, but doesn't look overly concerned. "You are also going to have to grow up, and figure out how to live like an adult, and with adults. Not spoiled rich kids, or their parents, or their servants, but normal adults. I will introduce you to them, but I expect you to get along with them. If you don't, you will be the one who has to leave, not them. Have I made myself clear?" <</if>>\ She sniffs and wipes the snot from her nose with her tissue. "Yes, $mc.name. I understand. I'll be good." "OK." You stand up. "I'll show you to your room." With the house so full you're down to only having three spare rooms now, and to help ground her you decide to give June the smallest one, and one of the only two that does not have an en suite bathroom. The room has a large bed, a dresser, and a desk, but compared to most of your apartment it feels cramped. The only consolation is the view of Manhattan from the sole window. You can see June look around sceptically. "But..." You stare at her. "But what?" She shakes her head. "Nothing. Thank you..." You begin to leave the room but she quietly calls after you. "Can I have a shower?" You nod. "Sure. There should be towels in the dresser, and you can use the shower in the bathroom in the hallway." You walk out of the room and back to the living room where your mom is smiling at you. "I think that went well. Really busted her balls, hopefully it keeps her in line long enough for everything else to start working on her." You laugh. "Yeah, I've never seen her so... So... Easy going." You and your mom chat for a few minutes more about June, then she goes to sleep for a little in her room as you go and let the others know that they don't need to avoid you any more. [[Home|June Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Activities]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "Introduce")>>\ [[Introduce June to Stella and Charlotte|June Introduce]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "Home")>>\ [[Make June do chores|June Brat Training]] <<if $june.brat gte 44>>\ June is too much of a brat for her to deserve new clothes. June is too much of a brat for her to listen to you. <<else>>\ <<if $june.exhibitionistTraining lt 6>>\ [[Buy June new clothes (-$250)|June Exhibitionist Training][$passageChoice to 0]] <<elseif $june.exhibitionistTraining is 6 and CheckEvent($june, "SofiaTrainingTalk")>>\ [[Take June out shopping|June Appearance Training]] <</if>>\ <<if $june.exhibitionistTraining gte 3>>\ [[June's 'bimbo' coaching|June Slut Training]] <<else>>\ June is not exhibitionist enough for her to listen to you. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "StripClub")>>\ [[Go visit June at the strip club|June Strip Club]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "Introduce"); AddEvent($june, "Home"); $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionistTraining to 0; $june.slutTraining to 0; >>\ "June? what's taking so long?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Introduce/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You pop your head around the kitchen wall and see June at the counter, on the verge of tears. June caught your eye and began to whine at you. "I'm screwing it all uuuuup." "Look, just be calm, and plate things. It's not that hard. We'll be out in the dining room." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Introduce/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You walk back to Stella and Charlotte who are sitting at the dining table. Strictly speaking this isn't the first time that June has met either of them, but so far she has only had the briefest of interactions, bumping into them in the hallway, or as she leaves for school. Tonight is, however, the first time that June will have spent more than 30 seconds talking to them. You smile at Stella, then fix your eyes on Charlotte before you whisper at her. "Don't tease her, be nice." She scoffs at you and almosts shouts back at you. "I promise-" You widen your eyes and hold both your palms out to quiet her. She begins to whisper, barely. "I promise I won't tease her, I want to be her friend! She's so little, and so cute, and I just want to-" Stella takes Charlotte by the hand, then looks her in the eyes too. "Don't scare her, either. Don't go all cock crazy in the first five minutes, OK?" Charlotte scoffs, and you appreciate Stella for zeroing in on the heart of the issue. "Fine." Charlotte takes a sulky sip of her wine just as June pops her head out. "I think it's ready, could you come help me carry the plates in?" [[Go help June|June Introduce Talk]]

The two of you walk back to the dining table. You place the two plates your are carrying in front of yourself and Stella, and June places one down for Charlotte and herself. As June grabs the sauce, you top everyone up, and pour June a glass too. When June is sitting down you lift up your glass. "To new friendships." Stella copies you at a normal voice. Charlotte chimes in with a "Yay!" June says nothing, but smiles politely at everyone. There's a moment of silence and you think about trying to start a conversation when Stella looks at June. "Do you cook often, June?" June shakes her head. "No. I hope it isn't too bad." You cut into the chicken breast and take a bite. It's overdone, but the sauce is nice. "No, June, it's perfect. Thank you for cooking for us. It's a thoughtful way of starting your time in our home." "It's great, June, thanks." Charlotte doesn't say anything, but raises her eyebrows. Thankfully June, sitting next to her, doesn't see. There's another silence, and you hear Charlotte's knife scrape across the plate. You're about to try and restart conversation yourself when June begins to speak, almost too quiet for you to hear. "So $mc.name says that you used to be a teacher?" Stella nods. "Yeah, I was. I used to teach at a high school not far from here." "Was it a private one?" "What?" "I mean... Was it a public one, or a private one?" "Public, just a normal school." "Oh, how interesting." June takes a bite and the conversation dies again. "How's Chapin going?" June shrugs. "Fine..." June looks at you nervously. "They know what happened, don't you Stella? Charlotte?" Stella gives a responsible, parental nod. Charlotte laughs and turns to face June. "Dude, next time just don't steal anything, OK? Rookie error." Charlotte laughs again and you see June suppress a smile, before looking up at you with a self-imposed mask of contrition. You glare at Charlotte but Stella gives a happy little snort through her nose. "Have people been shitty to you since it happened?" June shakes her head. "No... They haven't really been anything. It's like they're too embarrassed, or something. Like..." June sighs. "Yeah." She takes a bite of her chicken and chews it. The four of you continue chatting for the rest of the meal, June generally keeping to herself but doing a good job of being polite. Once the meal is done June gets up and is about to go to the living room when you put your hand on her shoulder. "Help me with the dishes." "OK." [[Continue|June Introduce Dishes]]

You two stand next to each other doing the dishes, you washing, June drying and putting things away. "So remember when I agreed to let you move in, I said that my life is a little adult, right?" "Right." "Well, that includes Stella and Charlotte." June sidles up next to you and bumps the side of your ass with hers, making you almost drop the wet, soapy plate you're in the middle of washing. "What, are they going to, like, try and get me topless too?" You laugh. "Something like that, yes." June laughs. "No, but we do usually hang around the house looking more... comfortable. They made an effort tonight, given it is your first night hanging out with us." "OK..." June takes the plate and begins to dry it. "It's sort of weird, but I can't say no, can I?" You get right up in her face and shake your head. "You can't, no." June scoffs at you. She wipes the dish and you see her opening her mouth a few times, but nothing comes out. "What?" "Oh, nothing." "What?" June shakes her head. "June, tell me what you were about to say." "It's... It is a... A weird deal, you know? Like... How?" "Well, they're bimbos." June laughs. "I mean, they're not the smartest, but come on..." You stop washing and look at her. "No, I'm being serious. First of all, they're not dumb. But they are bimbos. And proud of it." You turn back to your washing. "In fact I helped them." "What the fuck?" You look at June and raise your eyebrow. "Sorry... But I mean. Well... What do you mean?" You finish the last dish and hand it to her. Kissing her on the cheek, you then whisper in her ear. "You'll find out. But I'm not joking." You lean back out and speak normally. "Join us when you're done." [[Continue|June Introduce Dress]]

In the living room Stella and Charlotte are on the sofa, Charlotte stretched out with her head in Stella's lap. Stella is stroking Charlotte's hair. "Heyyyyy" "Hey Charlotte." "I'm bored." You sit down on the chair closest to Stella. You look at her, and as you do Charlotte begins to bounce Stella's boobs up and down. Stella laughs, then grabs Charlotte's hands and puts them in her lap. Charlotte laughs too, then sits up. She pokes her mom's boobs one last time. "Boop!" Then she looks at you. "So what's the plan tonight? Hang out, watch something, fuck one of us?" She boops her mom's boobs again. "Fuck both of us?" "Charlotte, I want to-" "Shotgun first!" "What? I-" "I don't want his sloppy seconds dick." Charlotte looks at Stella with her mouth open and Stella laughs. She pushes Charlotte away from her, and they both laugh. You join in too when June walks in, having changed from her dress into shorts and a baggy shirt. She sits down at the end of the sofa. Stella and Charlotte are sitting at one end of it, with June at the far other end. She smiles at you. "What's so funny?" "Oh, I was just making fun of mom for not wanting to-" Stella hits her. "For not wanting, to, uh... Well... I dunno." Charlotte flops back in the sofa and grabs the remote. "Fuck it." She turns on the TV. Thankfully the last thing Charlotte was watching was an episode of Real Housewives, not porn. "Hey!" "Yeah?" "No, not you mom. Mr. $mc.lastname. I bought a super, super cute dress today. Wanna see it?" Stella looks at you. "I'm not sure we should make June feel awkward..." June pipes up. "I won't feel awkward. $mc.name told me about... This. I'd love to see the dress, I'm sure you look great in it." "Oh my God, it's so cute, it's the sluttiest thing, you can see my entire ass in it!" June nods and smiles at Charlotte. "Amazing!" She seems happy, but you can see her eyes widen. Charlotte stands up. "So? Can I Mr. $mc.lastname?" [[Sure|June Introduce Assert][$passageChoice to 0]] [[Only if everyone else relaxes too|June Introduce Ask][$passageChoice to 0]]

"Fuck it. Go get it on." "Fuck. Yeah." Charlotte runs off to their room and returns only a few minutes later, and stands in the middle of the room. "Don't I look amazing? Isn't this great? It was only like 20 bucks. It makes my tits look so fucking good." <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Transform2/Dress.webm"video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Dress.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ "You look great, sweetie." "Seriously... Too hot." Charlotte laughs happily. June joins in. "Yeah... Like, super hot." <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Just look|June Introduce Assert][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Show Charlotte's ass|June Introduce Assert][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $june.bimbo += 1>>\ Charlotte does a little twirl, then sits down on the sofa between Stella and June. You see June repeatedly eyeing Charlotte's breasts as you sit around for the night watching Netflix and occasionally chatting. At one point June quietly asks Charlotte where she bought the dress. ''June is now more of a bimbo.'' [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $june.bimbo += 2>>\ "Come here, bend over." <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ Charlotte trots over to you and then bends over. You give her ass a squeeze before lifting up the bottom of her dress <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Transform2/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte lifts up her skirt and displays her bare ass. Without asking she turns to show her asshole to everyone. You. Her mom. June. You stick out your hand and squeeze her ass again. <<else>>\ Charlotte trots over to you and then bends over. "Lift up your skirt." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte lifts up her skirt and displays her bare ass. Without asking she turns to show her asshole to everyone. You. Her mom. June. You stick out your hand and squeeze her ass. <</if>>\ "This is for making fun of me!" After you give it a squeeze, Stella spanks her. The two of them giggle. You look at June. "Want a feel, June?" June shakes her head. Charlotte moves closer and gives her ass a shake. "Sure?" "No, thank you." "Missing out..." Charlotte pulls her skirt back down and flops onto the sofa. An argument begins about what the watch. Once a compromise option is found you see June repeatedly eyeing Charlotte's breasts. At one point June quietly asks Charlotte where she bought the dress. ''June is now much more of a bimbo.'' [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <</if>>\

<<set $june.exhibitionist += 2; $june.brat -= 1; >>\ "Don't I look amazing? Isn't this great? It was only like 20 bucks. It makes my tits look so fucking good." <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Transform2/Dress.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Dress.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ "You look great, sweetie." "Seriously... Too hot." Charlotte laughs happily. June joins in. "Yeah... Like, super hot." Charlotte does a little twirl, then sits down on the sofa between Stella and June. You see June repeatedly eyeing Charlotte's breasts as you sit around for the night watching Netflix and occasionally chatting. At one point June quietly asks Charlotte where she bought the dress. "Come here, bend over." Charlotte trots over to you and then bends over. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ You squeeze her ass and lift up the bottom of her dress. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Transform2/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<else>>\ "Lift up your skirt." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/June/Ass.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ Charlotte lifts up her skirt and displays her bare ass. Without asking she turns to show her asshole to everyone. You. Her mom. June. You stick out your hand and squeeze her ass. "This is for making fun of me!" After you give it a squeeze, Stella spanks her. The two of them giggle. You look at June. "Want a feel, June?" June shakes her head. Charlotte moves closer and gives her ass a shake. "Sure?" "No, thank you." "Missing out..." Charlotte pulls her skirt back down and flops onto the sofa. "Who's next? Mom? Get your tits out!" Stella stands up, whips off her single piece, bodycon dress, then throws it at you. Sitting on the edge of the sofa she then takes off her panties as Charlotte claps. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/June/Strip.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Shake it, mom. Shaaaaake iiiiit!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/June/Robe.webm" type="video/webm"></video> From behind the sofa Stella grabs a silk dressing gown. She puts it on, but Charlotte tries to force it open again. Stella gives her and June a quick flash. "That's all you're getting." Stella comes to your chair, and sits on your lap. [[June's turn|June Introduce Include][$passageChoice to 0]]

All eyes turn to June. Stella plays with your hair, and Charlotte sits cross legged on the sofa looking right at her. You smile widely at June, preparing to persuade her to fit in. "Your turn, June." She looks at you, bites her lip, then you see her give in. Without any fight at all. "Fine, you're all such weirdos." She stands up, drops her shorts, and quickly sits back down, only giving you all a brief glimpse of her panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Introduce/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You're so hot!" Charlotte looks over her shoulder and looks at you. "You're so lucky to have such a hot sister. And a hot mom." Charlotte looks back at June. "You're just so cute. But hot cute. Y'know?" June giggles, then begins to take off her top. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Introduce/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Underneath she's wearing a purple bra and panty set. She lays back on the sofa, her knees together, but her ass visible to you and Stella. You feel your dick grow a little, and Stella squirms her ass onto it a little until you're fully hard. You stare at June, and she stares back at you. "So, weirdos, seen enough?" She assumed that you had, but to your surprise Stella steps in. "No. Rub your pussy for us. Just through your panties." Your heart begins to beat harder, and your dick along with it, as you hope that June doesn't freak out. She looks at you. "Only if I can get that handbag I talked about." She opens her legs halfway. This morning June had asked about a $300 handbag. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[No|June Introduce Include][$passageChoice to 1]] [[OK|June Introduce Include][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ "No. I'm not buying it for you." June snaps her legs shut. "Fine!" She looks at Charlotte. "Let's decide on something to watch, OK? Ignore the old people." ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' ''June is now less of a brat.'' [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 300; $june.exhibitionist += 1; $june.brat += 1; >>\ You nod. June spreads her legs. "Suck your fingers, too." "Mom, you're being such a perv." Given Charlotte was saying it, there was no doubt that it was meant as a compliment, not a criticism. "$mc.name is just being too shy." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Introduce/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June sucks her fingers and rubs her pussy over her panties. She does this for a little while before spreading her legs fully, facing right towards you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Introduce/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> With her eyes closed you see her body judder ever so slightly, before she opens her eyes and looks at you. "I want it in pink." Charlotte begins to laugh loudly, and even Stella claps. ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <</if>>\

<<set $june.dailyEvent to false; _randomChoice to random (1, 5); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ <<switch _randomChoice>>\ <<case 1>>\ You make June tidy up the house, beginning with the books you have strewn around your office. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Brat/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ You make June do the dishes and clean the kitchen. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Brat/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Every time you enter the kitchen she sighs at you, unhappily. <<case 3>>\ After she receives a bad grade in school you force June to sit down and do her homework where you can watch her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Brat/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ You make June read the bimboism principles and tell you how she feels about them. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Brat/Brat1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 5>>\ You tell June to clean the kitchen and sweep the floors. She sighs, but does what she's told. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Brat/Brat2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $june.brat gte 36>>\ <<set $june.brat -= 2>>\ ''June is now less of a brat.'' <<else>>\ ''June will not become less of a brat by repeating this action.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<switch $june.exhibitionistTraining>>\ <<case 0>>\ <<include [[June Exhibitionist Event 1]]>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<include [[June Exhibitionist Event 2]]>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<include [[June Exhibitionist Event 3]]>>\ <<case 3>>\ <<include [[June Exhibitionist Event 4]]>>\ <<case 4>>\ <<include [[June Exhibitionist Event 5]]>>\ <<case 5>>\ <<include [[June Exhibitionist Event 6]]>>\ <</switch>>\

<<switch $june.slutTraining>>\ <<case 0>>\ <<include [[June Slut Training 1]]>>\ <<case 1>>\ <<include [[June Slut Training 2]]>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<include [[June Sofia Training Talk]]>>\ <<case 3>>\ <<include [[June Slut 1]]>>\ <<case 4>>\ <<include [[June Slut 2]]>>\ <<default>>\ <<include [[June Slut 3]]>>\ <</switch>>\

<<set $mc.cash -= 250; $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You hear the door slam shut and someone run in. You stick your head around the pillar and see June, clutching a Bergdorf bag. "I'm back!" She's looking at you, only steps away, but still shouts. You stand out fully from behind the pillar and wipe your wet hands from cooking on the back of your pants. June frowns at your disregard for your clothing. "So what did I buy?" "You bought me a very pretty sleek black dress. It's very fashionable and I will be able to wear it to almost any kind of event." "Well I'm looking forward to seeing you in it... And out of it." You return to the kitchen and hear June walk down the hallway. About half an hour later your phone pings. Hey Come to my room I'm just finishing in the shower I want to wear the dress tonight lol You check the timer on the oven and, happy that it's safe to leave, you go to June's room. As you wait inside you begin to look at the little souvenirs that she's got on her shelf. The room, decent sized for a normal person, but tiny by the standards of your apartment, is mostly taken up by the extra clothes racks that your mom bought June after she moved in. The door open and June walks in, wearing a silk dressing gown. You frown at it, trying to remember why it seems familiar, when June answers your silent question. "Stella let me borrow it. She says that it's too small for her chest now." June begins to undo the belt on the gown and, before you can give her any instructions, she drops it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/4a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You stand there looking at her. She looks at you. "Good enough?" You smirk and sit down on the bed. "I want to see how it fits." June laughs, walks past you, then opens her dresser drawer to take out a pair of black panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/4b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she puts on her panties you look inside the drawer. As you take out a simple pair of white panties she interrupts you. "Hey! That's private." "I was just thinking you need some real lingerie." She bobs her head but says nothing, until she unpacks, unwraps, and picks up her new dress. "Isn't it so cute?" She holds it up to her body. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/4c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Bra?" "No bra." Her eyebrows raise. "Seriously, it'll look lumpy under a dress like that." "Yeah, I suppose." June steps into the dress and begins to pull it up. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/4d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she struggles to pull it up over her ass you stand up again. "It fits you perfectly." She manages to lift it up, and as she's about to turn round you hear the oven begin to beep. "Dinner's in 10 minutes, OK?" June appears at the dinner table 15 minutes later, after everyone else has sat down. <img src="images/June/Training/Exhibitionist/Dinner.jpg" height="600"> Looking at her through dinner, you have to admit that the dress is great. <<if $june.exhibitionist lte 16>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June cannot become more of an exhibitionist by repeating this event.'' <</if>>\ ''There are still new scenes to see by repeating this event.'' [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 250; $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ June walks in when she's home from athletics practice. As ever the door slams loudly behind her. You stand up, walk down the hall, and approach her just as she's taking off her shoes. By now you've started just wearing your underwear around the house again, and you're just wearing a tight pair of boxer briefs. Your sister gives you a quick glance up and down before turning back to her fiddly shoelaces. "Don't leave your gym bag sitting in the hall." "OK." You bend down and whisper in her ear. "And I got you some presents. Put them on and then come to my bedroom." You stand straight again and walk back to your room. About half an hour later you hear a knock on your door. "Come in!" The door opens slowly and in walks June. She's wearing the black lingerie set, and new black heels, that you bought her. "How did you-" "Get on the bed, then you can talk." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/3a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June does as you ask and, as you follow her to the bed, you get a great view of her ass. After spending a few moments on all fours, she rests on her front, her legs kicking in the air. "How did you know my size?" "I looked through all your underwear." Her eyes widen. "$mc.name! I told you that was private." You glare at her. "My house, my rules, June. You don't have any privacy here." She squints at you. "Besides, I got you something you were missing, didn't I? This is probably the nicest simple set you have now." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/3b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I suppose... You could have just asked, though." You get on the bed and lay next to her. "Where would the fun in that be?" You prop yourself up and as you do June rolls over onto her back. You look each other in the eyes. "I hope you aren't too self-conscious, that you know how beautiful you are." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/3c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June smiles at you sweetly, but the tone of her voice indicates that she thinks you're an idiot. "$mc.name. I'm gorgeous. I know exactly how beautiful I am." You laugh. "Not very modest though, are you?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/3d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She slowly flips down her bra and shows you one of her nipples. "Nah, modesty is dumb." <<if $june.exhibitionist lte 16>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June cannot become more of an exhibitionist by repeating this event.'' <</if>>\ ''There are still new scenes to see by repeating this event.'' [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 250; $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You're working at your desk when you see June walk into your office. "I've got a confession to make." You look back down at your work. "What did you break now?" "Nothing, I- Hey! Don't assume I break things!" "You are kinda clumsy, you always have been." "What? Have not, that's so lame, just because... UGH! Anyway, I'm confessing that I stole some money from you." You look up at her, your voice runs cold. "What?" "Hey, hey, hey, you won't be angry. I bought something for you. That you'd like." You teeter on the edge of still being mad but then look back down at your work. You're not exactly strapped for cash, and buying something for you with your own money is an on-brand way for June to show affection. "A nice bottle of whiskey, I hope." "No... I'll be right back with it." You get back to work and a little while later you hear June walk back in. She goes and stands by the window. "What do you think?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Wow." "Do I look sweet, and innocent? Do I look sexy?" You roll your office chair over until you're just in front of her. "June, you are innocent. So you always look sweet, and innocent." She pouts. You ignore her, and, figuring that all pretense of this not being about your titiliation is out the window, begin to give her instructions. "Turn around. Lift up your skirt a little so I can see your panties." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "They're mesh." "Hold still so I can see your pussy." "What?" You repeat yourself slowly. "Hold still, so I can, see your, pussy." "$mc.name, I just want to tease you, I don't want-" "June, you're always a tease. But you're a thief, and you're in my house, so you'll do what I say. OK?" She nods. "OK. I'm sorry. Aren't you happy with me?" "Pull down your skirt." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She does as she's told, but briefly uses it to squeeze her ass. "Good job, June. Turn around and lift up your top." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She turns around and sees you, sitting in your chair, your hard dick bulging out of your boxers. You stick your hands down into your boxers and begin to rub your dick. Not exactly jacking off, but not just scratching your balls either. "Copy me, and I won't tell mom that you stole money from me." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "OK..." June puts her hands down her panties, still smiling at you. You look each other in the eyes as you both rub yourselves, before you gently take her hand out of her panties. You feel wetness on the tips of her fingers. You stand close to her but make sure that your penis doesn't touch her. "Maybe you're a little less innocent now, June?" She looks at you, doe eyed, and just nods. <<if $june.exhibitionist lte 16>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June cannot become more of an exhibitionist by repeating this event.'' <</if>>\ ''There are still new scenes to see by repeating this event.'' [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 250; $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Your phone pings. It's June. Hey ... You see the '...' appear and disappear a few times until, a few minutes later, you hear another ping. Can you send me $250 I found a really nice necklace Pleeeeeease Attached is a photo of the necklace. It's just a gold chain choker, but you agree. Sure. You then put $250 into her account. About an hour and a half later you hear the door slam loudly. From your office you yell out. "Don't let it slam so loud!" You hear June run down the hallway, yelling a very quick "Sorry $mc.name!" Seconds later you hear loud music from her room. You try to get back to work, but your concentration has been ruined. You lean back in your chair, sigh, and watch as the spreadsheet in front of you melts into nonsense. "Fuck it." You push your chair back, go to the kitchen, and pour yourself an official 'end of day' glass of wine. Glass in hand, you walk down the hallway and push open the door to June's room. She dancing on her bed and doesn't seem surprised to see you. June shouts at you over the music. "Come to perv on me, brother dearest?" You shout back at her. "Step brother." You rest against the dresser at the foot of her bed. "But yes, I have... You seem happy." "I am happy!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/8a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June lifts her skirt and continues dancing. "I made new friends! Better friends." She flashes her ass at you, then drops down onto the bed. She writhes around a bit before reaching for her phone, turning down the volume on the speaker just a little. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/8b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Cooler friends. Not like these stuck up Chapin girls." "Awesome, how did you meet them?" "Well, Chapin. But they're cooler." June lifts up her shirt, flashes you her tits, before throwing you her shirt. "Wooooo!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/8c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She stands up again and begins to bend over and play with her ass. "One of them is even the poor kid." June drops her skirt then pulls her panties down to her knees. She looks you in the eye as you stare at her pussy and asshole. She spreads her cheeks, then lays down on the bed. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/8d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You stare at her, and as she's about to close her legs and begin dancing again, you stop her. "No, stay like that..." She pouts. "Ugh, at least let me take my panties off." You shrug. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/8e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What do you mean by 'the poor kid'?" She answers while rubbing her pussy, without you even having to tell her to. She looks at your hard cock, the tip of which is poking out of your underwear, but answers your question. "Like, you know, she's poor. She lives in the projects, she's really street. Also really cool. She's black, she's smart, but she's fun, and she also thinks that the girls I thought were cool are actually stupid." "Is she nice?" "I think so. She told me that I had a crumb on my cheek, but she waited until no one else was there so it wasn't like she was being shitty." You nod, and you find your mind kinda blank as you stare at June playing with herself. She begins to laugh and you realise neither of you have said anything for about 30 seconds. "Anyway, I'm gonna go, uh..." "Find Charlotte?" You smirk, and June hops up on her knees. She begins to imitate Charlotte's high pitched but immistakably Brooklyn accent. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/8f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh, $mc.name, you're so biiiiig." You give a little shocked laugh, then shove June so she's lying on her back. She cackles loudly as you walk out of the room, then turns up the music. It turns out she was wrong, however, as you interrupt Stella and drag her to your office. You make sure to leave the door ajar. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/June/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As you're getting your dick sucked you see a little flash of white face and blonde hair, but it disappears after a moment. With your point made, and your cum inside Stella, you go to the living room, still naked. For the first time you see that June is just wearing underwear around the house. She stands up, looking at you like she wants validation. <img src="images/June/Training/Exhibitionist/Underwear.jpg" height="600"> You smile at her and are about to compliment her when Stella, also naked, walks in. June begins to blush and sits down. "Looking good, June." June still blushes, and doesn't look at either you or Stella, but she smiles slightly as she responds in a quiet voice. "Thanks..." <<if $june.exhibitionist lte 16>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June cannot become more of an exhibitionist by repeating this event.'' <</if>>\ ''There are still new scenes to see by repeating this event.'' [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

Suddenly the world goes black. "Guess who?" "I have absolutely no idea. Who, oh who, could be standing behind me covering my eyes with their tiny hands?" June giggles, then uncovers your eyes. "It's me, silly!" She comes and rests her ass against the edge of your desk. She's just back from school, and has changed into a little bandeau with a very short skirt. She screws up her face and makes a whining sound, before flopping her face down into your shoulder. "Mr. Gregory gave us a really stupid project. We have to make some dumb model of a planet and moons, and an even dumber board to go behind it." "That does sound annoying... Have you got all the stuff you need?" You feel her nodding in your shoulder. You place a hand on both sides of her torso, the tip of your thumb just barely touching her breasts. You push June away from you. "When is it due?" "Tomorrow..." "When did he assign it?" "Since yesterday." You stare at her and raise an eyebrow. "Fine! Like, I dunno, a week ago. But it's so boooooring and stupid." You pat her hand. "Sounds like you better get started then." She whines again and tries to put her face in your neck, but, putting your hand on her chest, you stop her. She whines more loudly. "Can you help me? It'll take me, like, all night if you don't. And I've got a big race tomorrow I'm running in." "Nope." Your hand still on her chest she leans closer towards you. "We can do our deal. But, like, for free. You don't have to buy me something or anything, but if you help me I'll let you perv over me." You look up at her. "No." She leans in a little closer and your hand slips down her chest until your palm is directly between her breasts. "I'll let you touch my ass. Pleeeeease?" You turn your head slightly and look into her eyes, only inches from yours. She widens them, and twists her head slightly. "Ughhhhh." "Yay!" She stands up, grabs you by the hand, then begins to drag you to the dining room. All the material is laid out on the table. "It'll be fun, bonding time." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "With all this glue, literally." "What?" She squints at you, then lets out a loud sigh. "Oh my God, you're so fucking lame. That was such a lame joke." You sit down next to her and she explains what she needs to do. The two of you begin to work on the project, chatting and joking as you do. The clock ticks by and you have to admit it's actually pretty fun. "...delusional! You're clearly the lame one. I don't even know how you ended up in the same family as us." She cackles, and you throw some of the paper shapes you had cut in her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks at you, and takes you by the hand for a moment. You brush a little piece of paper off her shoulder. The two of you get back to work, but a few minutes later June taps you on the shoulders. She has two heart shaped pieces of paper and she's holding them over her nipples. "I should leave school and just make nipple covers. What do you think?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You say nothing, but you stand up, and begin to stroke her back and her arms. As you stroke her arms she licks one of the paper hearts. You grab the scissors as she turns back to her work and, moving quickly, you cut through the bandeau. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You pull it off her and chuck it on the table. "Hard to give proper advice without seeing them in action." June puts them over her nipples, then looks at you. Without even realising it you see her hand move down to her crotch and under her skirt. A few seconds later, though, she moves it away, coughs, then stands. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She drops the skirt, then peels down her panties. Her pussy is bare, and looks invitingly smooth. "Such a pretty vagina... Do you want to touch my ass now? Nothing more than that." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She turns around and you give her ass a gentle squeeze. "Your skin is so soft." You begin to stroke it and rub the back of your hand against it. "Want to watch me play with myself?" You nod. She sits back in her chair, lifts one leg over the arm of the chair, then begins to rub her pussy. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> By now your dick is hard as a rock, and you're not even bothering to conceal it. You adjust your boxer briefs, tucking the band of them underneath your balls. You sit back in your chair and watch June rub herself. <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Pay her to finger herself|June Exhibitionist Event 5][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Settle for that|June Exhibitionist Event 5][$passageChoice to 2]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set $mc.cash -= 450; $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.bimbo += 2; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; $june.brat += 4; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ "If you finger yourself I'll give you $250." She looks at you. She looks at your dick. "I... I want more. There are these shoes that I really, really want. $450." You begin to sit up slightly and are about to say no. "You can touch yourself. But don't, like... You know, don't be gross. Don't jizz in front of me. Save it for Stella." "OK." You look at June. She looks at you. "Well?" "What, now?" She nods, still rubbing her pussy. "Yeah." You grab your phone and transfer the money to her account. You hear her phone vibrate and she slips two fingers inside of herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/6h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You begin to stroke your dick and you watch as she brings herself closer to orgasm. At first you stroke your dick fast, but as you also get closer to orgasm you resolve to hold to your end of the deal and slow down. June closes her eyes, and you see a little shudder pass over her body. A small, gentle squeak passes her lips. She opens her eyes and looks at you. You stop stroking your dick. June stands up, then walks behind you. She bends down and strokes your chest. "Thanks for the shoes." She leaves the room and you decide to text your mom. June just orgasmed in front of me in exchange for a $450 pair of heels. Who, exactly, is training who here? ''June is now significantly more of a brat.'' ''June is now much more of a bimbo.'' <<if $june.exhibitionist lte 16>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June cannot become more of an exhibitionist by repeating this event.'' <</if>>\ ''There are still new scenes to see by repeating this event.'' [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<set $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ June continues to rub her pussy, but after a minute or so of silence she stops. You tuck your dick back into your boxers, and though the bulge of your erection hangs about for five minutes or so, the two of you get back to work, laughing and hanging out. <<if $june.exhibitionist lte 16>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June cannot become more of an exhibitionist by repeating this event.'' <</if>>\ ''There are still new scenes to see by repeating this event.'' [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]] <</if>>\

You're laying down on your bed when your mom lets herself into your apartment after you invited her over. "$mc.name?" "I'm in my bedroom!" You hear her heels clip slowly down the hallway, and an exaggerated sigh as she turns the corner. She stands in the doorway and sees you lying naked on your bed. You throw her a bottle of baby oil. "I need some help again..." She catches the bottle, laughs, then throws the bottle back at you. "You are ridiculous! What did I do to end up with such a pervert?" As she says that, though, she slips off her dress and ends up naked in seconds. You hold the bottle up towards her. "Please?" She takes it and smiles, then gets down on her knees in front of your fast growing cock. She oils up her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You tap her with the tip of your cock as she dribbles the oil over her chest. "If you were that impatient you could have just dealt with this yourself? Didn't anyone teach you how to do that?" "What? And miss out on this bonding time?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She slides your dick between her oiled tits and slowly begins to move them up and down. "It is nice to see you more... And to have such a grown up relationship now. Not seeing you for a while was tough, and I guess..." You pinch her nipple. She yelps with pain, then laughs. "Fuck them." "Spit on them, then." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She squeezes her huge breasts together as you fuck up into them, and as you do so she spits into her cleavage. You can feel the spit and oil mixing together. "Tell me when you're close." You're close and you just nod. She presses your hips down and you stop thrusting. She takes her hand and, wrapping it tight around your penis, she uses her oiled hand on the tip to ease you over into a powerful orgasm. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Sex/Titjob/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You jizz all over her oiled breast, and it drips down onto your thigh, mixing with the oil and the spit. Once you're done she stands up, grabs a towel, wipes herself off, then comes and lies next to you as she towels you off too. You look up into her eyes and smile. "Thanks." She winks at you and you begin to discuss your plans for the evening. After a relaxing evening together, you wake up and as usual she's already gone. [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $mc.cash -= 125; $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Your phone pings. "Speak of the devil." Your mom looks across the breakfast bar at you. "June? She's in Connecticut with dad. I can't believe she's started texting you when she doesn't want something." "Is it that hard to believe that we've actually started to get along?" You open your messages, then laugh. You slide the phone over to your mom, who reads out the messages. Daddys asleep Want to facetime ;) I need new trousers Your mom laughs. "You're turning her into a whore." "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree." She yelps, the laughs. "I do it the classy way! You suck dick then get the cash when you're married." You laugh too, then look back at the phone. "What you gonna do?" "Wanna watch?" Your mom bites her lip. "I mean... Fuck it." "We're going 50/50, then." She stares at you. "You want me to pay to see my daughter do... Well, God knows what? Putain." You raise your eyebrows at her. She says nothing, but you take it for consent. You text June back. Let me guess They're $250 Almost immediately you get a reply back. :) Gotta be quick though dont know when dad will wake up You say nothing, but transfer her $250. A couple of minutes later you get a video call from her. You answer it, but don't turn on your camera, so she doesn't see mom next to you. "Why's your camera not on?" "It's broken. My new phone doesn't arrive til tomorrow." "Whatever. Look how cute I am today." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June pans up and down on herself. She is looking cute, and has a full face of makeup on. "I promise you the show will be worth it, $mc.name. You can touch yourself, if you want." Your mom's eyes widen, and you shrug as you begin to rub your dick. Both of were already chatting with no clothes on. "I already am." June puts her phone down and begins to tease the camera. You mute your mic. "I can't believe I'm watching you jack off to her." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June slips her shirt down. Then she slips her bra off, and picks up the camera. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I know they're small, but they're cute. Are you hard now?" You unmute. "Yeah, I am. Don't stop." You mute her again. "If she were less confident I'd offer to get her a boob job, but Lord knows our June doesn't need to think even more highly of herself." June takes off her top, then scoots her pussy nearer to the camera. She begins to rub it through her panties. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Those are my panties! She stole them!" "I'm getting so wet. Can you see it through these lacey panties?" You hold up your finger to your mom, then unmute. "Those are mom's." June begins to laugh, then she moves to take off the panties. She puts them in her mouth. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I thought you'd like that... You won't tell mom, will you? You won't tell mom that you're paying me to touch myself in her lingerie?" Your mom gasps. "What was that?" "Nothing, just... Just enjoying myself." You mute your phone again. "Mom, shut up, you'll ruin everything." Your mom sighs, but looks back at the phone. June has started to masturbate, fingering herself repeatedly. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Girls today, I was 29 before I started waxing regularly... And she's only 18, I wonder how long she's been doing it for..." You unmute. "You're so smooth... When did you start waxing?" "Junior year... Do you like it?" "It's perfect." Your mom's wide eyed now, almost a little shocked. You decide to push her a little first. Keeping your eyes on your mom you keep talking to June. "June... I want to you get on all fours, and I want you to show me exactly how smooth your asshole is. OK?" June giggles, trying to be sexy and doing a not terrible job of it. "OK. But quickly, before daddy wakes up." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June bends over and spreads her cheeks. "Stay like that for just a bit longer." You mute your mic. "Look, mom, isn't that worth $125?" Looking at the screen it's clear June hears something. You unmute your mic. "I think he's awake. I need to go. Thanks for the pants!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/ExhibitionistChat/2h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June hangs up, and you look at your mom standing next to you. Your dick is still rock hard, with a little bit of precum leaking from the tip. "You're not really teaching her to be less manipulative, are you? Just how to do it with her body." You shrug. "What, you want me to get her to start doing it for free?" Your mom shrugs. "Maybe." <<if $june.exhibitionist lte 16>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 3>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June cannot become more of an exhibitionist by repeating this event.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set AddEvent($sofia, "Implants"); AddEvent($june, "StripClub"); AddEvent($june, "StripClubFirstTime"); $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.slutTraining += 1; >>\ <<if $june.slut lte 16>>\ <<set $june.slut += 3>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Stella suddenly stops shouting, but she keeps riding you. You're sitting on the sofa. Stella's on top of you, while Charlotte is in the chair to your right, half watching you and Stella fuck, half watching an old episode of Friends. It's been a relaxing day. An incredibly relaxing day, in fact. You woke up late and decided not to do any work, discovering that neither Stella nor Charlotte had any plans for the day. The three of you got bagels delivered for breakfast, then Charlotte jumped you. You fucked Charlotte in the ass as Stella cleaned up the living room around you, then the three of you settled in for the day. Groundhog Day had just finished when Stella began to suck your dick. One thing led to another, and then... Stella lets out a gutteral, loud grunt. Her body shakes. She bounces up and down on your dick a couple last times, then she squeezes herself down onto you, her ass resting on your balls. You're still inside her when she flops down onto you, sweaty. Her face is all red and her hair is tangled. Charlotte comes and sits next to you. She begins to brush Stella's hair out of her face. "You got yours mom but Mr. $mc.lastname didn't get his. You want me to finish him off for you?" Stella begins to nod, but you shake your head. "Later." You then kiss Stella on the forehead. She rests on you for a few minutes and you feel yourself grow soft inside her, until she stands up and heads for the shower. Charlotte pokes your dick, but you stand up and head to the kitchen sink to rinse it off. When you're back Charlotte's put on something a little more racey than friends. You go and sit next to her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Slut/Porn1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What's her name?" "Uhhhh...." "Black something... Whatever, she looks way better with fake tits." "You think that about everyone." Charlotte snorts. You get out your phone and Google it. "Black Angelika!" "Fuck yeah. She used to have these..." Behind you, you hear the door open. It doesn't slam this time so you look over your shoulder and see June walking in with your mom. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Slut/Porn2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "...and they were tiny, but she was cute. But she got these bigger ones for the end of her career and I think they suited her. She's, like, Hungarian, or something." You stand up to greet them. "Hey you two." You kiss your mom on both cheeks, then turn to June. June's staring at the TV. Charlotte turns around on the sofa to look at them, a big smile on her face. "Hey June! Hey Mr. $mc.lastname's mom!" You look at your mom. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" She lifts up a bag. "I took June shopping after school. Want to see what we bought?" "Sure." Your mom hands June a bag. "Go get changed." June takes it, reluctantly. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Slut/Porn3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "See! Look, look how great her tits became. I swear Eastern European bimbos are the best." Charlotte turns around. "Mr. $mc.lastname, you aren't looking." You walk over to Charlotte. "They're great." Your mom follows you. "The oil is sexy." She begins to take her clothes off and drape them over the back of the sofa. June walks to her room. The three of you continue talking about Eastern European bimbos, when June walks in. Still wearing the same clothes. Your mom is now fully naked, standing in front of the sofa, when June walks back in. <img src="images/Sofia/June/Naked.jpg" height="600"> "You haven't changed, my lovely. Don't you want to show $mc.name what I bought you?" June flops down and sits in the chair, not looking at the TV. "No." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Slut/Porn4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Why not?" "I'm not going to display myself like a stripper when $mc.name has put on weird porn." Your mom walks closer to her and takes her hand."I bought you that as a gift-" You cut across your mom. "June, you know the rules in this house, you can't-" Charlotte shouts over you. "Mr. $mc.lastname didn't pick the porn, I did! And it's not weird! And there's nothing wrong with being a stripper, my mom's a stripper!" "Good for her, given how tacky you are I'm surprised she's not stuck sucking dick at a truck stop." "WHAT? What the fuck did you say?" Charlotte's about to get up out of her seat and get in June's face when you put your hand on her chest. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Slut/Porn5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Charlotte-" "Fuck you, June!" "Charlotte, leave this-" "You're such a stuck up bitch, I wish you-" "CHARLOTTE!" All the shouting stops. "Leave this to me." You look at your mom. "Leave this to us. OK? Go check on your mom." Charlotte grunts angrily, but stands up. "Bitch." June says nothing, but lifts her chin away from Charlotte in an aggressively haughty manner. [[Continue|June Slut Training 1 Fight]]

You turn off the TV. The room goes entirely silent. You're about to start laying into June when your mom beats you to the punch. "How can you be so rude? How can you be so ungrateful? How can you be so mean? $mc.name has taken you in, these women have taken you in, and you throw it back in their faces? Let me remind you, June, that they're doing this as a favour. You can come back to Connecticut, not just whenever you want, but when $mc.name wants you to as well." "I don't care. Just because he's doing me a favor doesn't mean he can treat me so badly. I do everything he tells me to do. I do chores, I do homework, I... I..." "Take your clothes off in exchange for expensive things?" "Yes! I-" June shakes her hands about. "I don't care. He always takes Charlotte's side, always! Always! Always!" June's cycling up into full tantrum mode now. "She's just cheap, and so is her mom. Who just sits around the house watching porn? It's creepy. It's pathetic. I don't know why you're friends with them, $mc.name, they're just trash. Just a stripper and her slut daughter." "Better a happy stripper and a kind slut than a mean, lonely bitch who can't keep any friends." June's mouth opens and closes, but nothing comes out. You see her eyes wet and her face redden. You mom sits down next to you and puts her hand on your forearm. "I know you're angry, but you don't have to be mean in exchange." "I'm not being mean. I'm telling the truth. Aren't I, June? You can't keep your friends." June begins to cry. As she does so your mom crosses over to her and then gives her a hug, but she says nothing. A wave of regret washes over you, followed quickly by a wave of flinty compassion. "Look, June, I'm angry because you were really hurtful to Charlotte. I didn't say anything that I didn't mean, but I do regret saying it to hurt you rather than to help you." June continues to wail. "I- I- I-" She sniffs, and your mom passes her a tissue from the coffee table. "I try so hard! And I never get what I want." You open your mouth, but your mom stares daggers at you and you shut it. "June, you get most things that you want. What is it that you don't get?" She sniffs loudly and disgustingly. "Friends... Independence. A chance to be cool." She sniffs again. "I just, like, it's so hard, I-" "Do you want to go back to Connecticut?" "No, please, I just-" "Yes or no?" "No, I don't want to. Please don't make me, I just-" You raise your voice slightly and lean in. "If you want to stay here, then, you need to do a few things. OK?" She looks at you, but says nothing. "Firstly, you're going to apologize to Charlotte and to Stella." "To Stella? I didn't say anything to her, I-" "You know why." June looks down at the ground and you count out a second point on your fingers. "Secondly, you're going to become friends with Charlotte. Not only is she kind and fun, but she's relaxed. And cool. You could learn a lot from her." June nods. "Thirdly, I'm going to help you learn how to be cooler and more relaxed. How to be less... Stuck up." You see a flash of anger from behind June's eyes but she bites her tongue. "But you're going to have to let me teach you. And mom will fully support me in this. But if you tell your dad, the entire thing is over. Do you understand?" She nods meekly. "Yes." "Tell me what you've just agreed to." She looks at you confused, then cottons on and begins to repeat back to you the agreement. "I will apologize to Charlotte and Stella. I'll become friends with Charlotte. And you will teach me how to be better." "And what?" "And... I won't tell daddy." "Good." You stand up. "You can apologize now." You start to shout down the hallway. "Stella! Charlotte! Could you come here please!" You sit back down. Moments later the two approach. Stella is trying to maintain a neutral face, concealing a small part annoyance, and a small part amusement. "Yes, $mc.name?" Charlotte says nothing and, if possible, looks even angrier than before she left the room. [[Continue|June Slut Training 1 Apology]]

<<addhours 2>>\ "June has something she wants to say to both of you." June sniffs, and looks up at Stella and Charlotte. June sniffs. "I'm sorry. Like, really, I'm super sorry." She begins to cry a little bit again. "I- I- I shouldn't have insulted you and been rude about what you do." Stella speaks to June kindly. "Charlotte told me what you said, yes. That wasn't very nice of you, was it?" June shakes her head. "Mom, what!? She was acting like a total cunt, she-" Stella looks at Charlotte. "Charlotte, you gotta learn how to gracefully accept an apology. Look at her, she's clearly upset." Charlotte scoffs. "Fine. Thanks, June." June nods and smiles at them, but can't bare to hold eye contact with Charlotte for more than a second. Stella walks over to the sofa where you're sitting down and scoots you over, away from June. "It's a tough world for women, June. We've got to stick together, we've got to support each other, help each other. Give each other the benefit of the doubt. You're probably going through a lot right now, but women can't turn on other women. Not all men are like $mc.name. This thing, this entire bimbo thing, a lot of it is about learning how to be a supportive woman. Before you arrived that was what this house was about, but you haven't been supportive. We want to include you in that, though. Do you want to start being a good, supportive woman?" June looks confused and you realise that you've never entirely filled her in on the 'entire bimbo thing'. But June nods. "I do, I really do." She sniffs again. "You're good at makeup. $mc.name, Sofia?" Stella looks at you and mom. "If you're OK with this, I would like to bring June with me to the club. She can learn a lot from the girls, and she can help us by using some of her great makeup skills." You nod, and look at your mom who nods back. "I think that's a great idea, Stella." No one asks what June wants, but she nods. The conversation moves on slightly, to live at the strip club, when June looks at you. "Can I go to my room?" "Sure. I'll come with you, though, I need to talk to you about something." [[Continue|June Slut Training 1 Finish]]

You follow June to her room and she looks at you with a mixture of anxiety and exhaustion. "Look, are you gonna make me change, because I-" You sit down on her bed and hold up your palm to stop her. "No, no. Don't worry. I just... I wanted to say sorry for hurting you." June nods, then shrugs. "Thanks. I guess you weren't wrong, though." "And I also wanted to tell you the truth about my life. Stella's right, this is supposed to be a supportive house, but it was always going to be difficult for you to fit in if you don't know the full story." "OK..." "Remember I said that Stella and Charlotte are bimbos?" June nods. "Well, I turned them into bimbos. Or, well, I helped them become good bimbos." "What?" "I run a company to help women become bimbos, it's called Bimbo Life Coaching. We have weekly sessions at a bar near here, and the women that really want to learn... Well I coach them, privately. Stella was my first proper client." You take out your phone, and continue talking as you scroll back through your old photos, before handing it to June. <img src="images/Stella/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> "That's what Stella used to look like. When I met her she was quiet, and afraid. She was pretty even then, but she didn't like herself. She'd just come out of a divorce where her husband had cheated on her and left her for a younger woman. At first she just tried to become a bimbo to make him jealous, but after a while she realised how much she liked being a bimbo." "She's changed so much... And you did this to her?" June looks at you with more than a little nervousness. "No. She did this herself. I just helped her develop the habits of mind, and the body, to fulfil what she actually wanted. You wrote off Stella for being a stripper, Charlotte for being a slut. But what I want you to realize is that they're living their own authentic life. I can help you do that too, but the first step is learning that each person has their own authentic self. What's your authentic self?" She shrugs, still looking at the photo of Stella. "I don't know." She hands the phone back to you. "I mean, I like, I like how things are... I just want to be liked more, and to, like, you know, not get so upset with people." You nod. "And if this is what you want, then that's fine. But make sure, OK? I want you to think about this. In the mean time we'll all take you under our wing, starting with you helping Stella at the strip club." June smiles her first smile in hours. "OK." You get up to leave the room when June clears her throat. "Can... Can I see what Charlotte used to look like?" You unlock your phone and find a photo of Charlotte. <img src="images/Charlotte/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> You pass it to June. "Wow... She looks so much better now." ''You can now teach and guide June at home.'' ''You can now visit June when she is with Stella at the strip club.'' [[Go to sleep|June Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $june.dailyEvent to false; $sofia.happiness -= 1; $june.brat += 2; $june.slutTraining += 1; >>\ <<if $june.slut lte 16>>\ <<set $june.slut += 3>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You walk through the house looking for June. "June? Juuuuunnnnne? Where are you?" You crack open the door to her room. "Whhhhattt?" <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/Bed.jpg" height="600"> "It's time for your lesson." "Oh yayyyy..." "Hey, we talked about this remember? Time to shape up." "Fine." "What are we doing today then?" "First we obviously need to work on that attitude young lady." "Ugh." After a moments silence she at least has the humility to look apologetic. "Sorry." "It's alright, nothing we can't fix." "Oh great. Now I am just another one of your "projects"." "Hey now, come on." "Just tell me what we are going to do already." "Chores." June starts throwing a tantrum-"WHAT? YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME DO CHORES." You throw some clothes on the bed. "I do, but today you will be doing chores in this. On top of that, you are going to clean up after everyone today as a nice gesture. You need to make up for what you did the other day. Let me know once you've changed and you are ready to begin." "I'll see you at half past never then..." "June!" "I'm changing, I'm changing. What do I get for this?" "The satisfaction of being a good girl. Well, and maybe I'll take you shopping." "Deal, but I better get something nice." [[Wait for June to change|June Slut Training 2 Dress]]

June shouts out from her room. "I'm ready Mr. $mc.lastname." You walk toward her room and come around the corner. Your jaw drops. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/Intro.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "June! You look beautiful." June seems to be having a little too much fun taking on the role of a maid. "Thank you. Who knew I could look so cute cleaning." she twirls around. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/Showoff.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Continue|June Slut Training 2 Lesson]]

"Alright June. Today we are going to what?" "Work on my 'attitude'... June makes quotations with her hands. "And make up for being mean the other day." "And do you know any of the principles of bimboism?" June looks at you with a confused face. "Um, no. You've never mentioned anything like that." She sits down as you start your traditional introductory speech. <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/MaidOutfit.jpg" width="400"> "The 5 Principles of Bimboism are Pride in your appearance, Please those around you, Be your absolute best self, Be a source of joy, not stress, and Let yourself be taken care of." "Oh! I did hear you and Charlotte talking about that once." That was a better reation than you were expecting. Maybe June's training will not be as big an issue as you feared. "Good so you have a slight idea of what I am talking about. Today we are working on being a source of joy, not stress." "I think I'm pretty joyful. You seem pretty happy." "June..." "What? You don't like how I look right now?" "It's about being a joyful person to be around for all parties involved; not creating stress. Your appearance is not central to this principle, though it could play a part in it. Today we are going to clean up this mess of a room, and then we are going to clean up the house. Specifically, help out Charlotte and Sofia to make up for the other day." June nods. [[Continue|June Slut Training 2 Shopping]]

You hear the front door open as Charlotte and Sofia return from shopping. "First things first, start cleaning up this room and I'll be right back." "Should I go say sorry to them again?" "No, just get this room in order." "OK" she sighs. You walk out of the room and see Sofia and Charlotte. <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/SofiaTransform.jpg" width="400"> <<else>> <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/Sofia.jpg" width="400"> <</if>> "Hey hunnie." "Hi Mom, Hi Charlotte. You two are looking nice, did you have a good day?" "We went on a little shopping trip." "Sofia bought me this. It's so pretty." Charlotte holds up a cute top. "I bet it looks great on you." "I'll go try it on for you." "Before you go, I am working with June. Please try to let her focus so we can make some progress." "Sure hunnie, no problem." "Oh I cant wait. June's going to be so cute! At least when she's less of a brat. Good luck Mr. $mc.lastname." Charlotte runs off in the direction of her room. [[Go back to the room with June|June Slut Training 2 Flirt]]

You walk back into June's room and close the door behind you. Taking a look around June made short work of cleaning, though it wasn't necessarily that dirty. "That was quic-" You look toward June and she's straddling a chair with her ass pointed at you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/JuneAss.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Need to relieve some stress?" She giggles. "June this is serious. I'm trying to teach you something." "I am just trying to help." June spins around on the chair and starts rubbing her pussy in front of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/JuneFlirt.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Give in to June|June Slut Training 2 Blowjob]]

June gets down on all fours and crawls over on top of the bed, motioning for you to join her. She kisses you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/Masturbate.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You start to rub June's pussy while kissing as she moans in pleasure. "Can I suck your cock?" You pull out your stiff cock already dripping from the tip. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/Blowjob.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June strokes and sucks your cock looking up at you. "See? I think I'm pretty good at relieving stress." Just as you are about to cum you hear a knock at the door. "Just a minute." "$mc.name, how's the lesson..." The door opens. <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/SofiaReactTransform.jpg" height="600"> "$mc.name!" <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/SofiaAngryTransform.jpg" height="600"> <<else>> <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/SofiaReact.jpg" height="600"> "$mc.name!" <img src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/SofiaAngry.jpg" height="600"> <</if>> "Oh fuck." June opens her mouth as you cum all over her face in front of Sofia. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/FirstTraining/Cum.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Coming down off the high, you realize the situation you are currently in. "What are you doing in here." "I came to see how your lesson was going. Obviously not very well." "Can you get out please." "No $mc.name, she's manipulating you again." June looks up at you licking the cum off her face. "Can we go shopping now?" You realize what you've done. ''June is now more of a brat.'' ''Your mom is less happy with you.'' [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $june.dailyEvent to false>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "StripClubDancing")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "StripClubDancingFirstTime")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($june, "StripClubDancingFirstTime")>>\ As you are wandering to the living room, June passes you, a bounce in her step and a smile on her face. "You seems happy." <img src="images/June/Dancing/1.jpg" height="600"> "Yeah, the club is so great! At first I thought it would just be weird you know, but all the girls are really nice to me. We love to sit and chat and I do their make-up." You smile at how happy this new experience is making June. "Actually, I was thinking... I want to try some dancing." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Dancing/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What?" "The girls look like they all enjoy themselves. And I like to dance, and I want to try it once, and I can get paid for it, and I can pay you back, and-" "June!" June looks worried, and you realise she's wanting your advice just as much as telling you. "Of course if you want to do this it's OK. Stella and Rebeca will take care of you. Just be sure you remember why you are there." "Yeah, your training stuff. This is going to be so cool! I'll start tonight, you should come and see how I do." What have you brought down on yourself!? [[Visit the Top Floor Club to watch June dance|June Strip Club 2]] <<else>>\ <<goto [[June Strip Club Repeatable]]>>\ <</if>>\ <<elseif CheckEvent($june, "StripClubFirstTime")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($june, "StripClubFirstTime")>>\ Tonight is the first time June is visiting the club. You decide to text Stella to see how things are going. Hey Stella. How is June doing at the club? $mc.name. A few minutes later you recieve a reply. Hi $mc.name. Good, she seems to be enjoying it and she has a knack for make-up. What do you mean? Maybe it is her thing? She looks great and is making all the other girls happy with her skills. That's great, maybe we finally found her passion. <<if $june.exhibitionist lt 24>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 2>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June is too much of an exhibitionist to be affected by this action.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] <<else>>\ <<set AddEvent($june, "StripClubDancing"); AddEvent($june, "StripClubDancingFirstTime"); >>\ You decide to call Stella and see how June is doing at the club. "Hi Stella, it's $mc.name. Just calling to see how June is doing." "$mc.name! June is doing so well. The girls love her and she loves helping them get ready." "That's great!" You are genuinely glad that June seems to have found a place where she is doing something she likes and is making friends. <<if $june.exhibitionist lt 24>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 2>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June is too much of an exhibitionist to be affected by this action.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<addhours 2>>\ You walk into the club looking for June and don't see here anywhere so you call Stella's phone. "Hello?" "Hey Stella its $mc.name, where is June?" "She's out back about to go on stage. Do you need me to get her for you?" "No that's alright, I'll find her after. If you do see her just tell her to meet me at the bar." "Absolutely." You hang up the phone just as June comes out on stage. June dances and puts on quite a good show for the crowd, especially for her first time on the dance floor. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/StripClub/Dancing.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After her dance she spots you as she walks offstage and waves. You hang out by the bar waiting for her. After a few minutes June approaches you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/StripClub/Chat.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Like the outfit?" "You look stunning." "Thank you, Stella picked it out." "She has good taste. How did you like dancing?" "It's OK. Making guys excited and happy is fun and I get to tease them. They even pay me for it." June laughs. "See. You are having fun, smiling. Being your best self. We might be getting somewhere." "I know I was excited earlier, but I don't think this is for me. It might be fun every once in a while. Stella though, she loves this. It's right up her alley." "It's good to find something that you are interested in. I think we might be ready for our next lesson." "I liked the first one, can we just do that one again?" June smiles at you. "No, we can not." "Awww." June makes a sad face. "While I do not think you had bad intentions we need to get serious June." "I know. I'll do better next time, promise." June smiles. "Oh! It's time for me to be in the cage. I'll see you back at home?" "I'll see you there, have fun tonight June." <img src="images/June/StripClub/Cage.jpg" height="600"> You spend awhile having a drink and enjoying the club before leaving for the night. <<if $june.exhibitionist lt 24>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 2>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June is too much of an exhibitionist to be affected by this action.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($sofia, "HangMeet")>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ "Look, Hang... You can't keep putting it off. You'll have to meet my mom at some point, you two basically live together now." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "How can I show my face? I am still married but living with another man." You chuckle and Hang shoots you a dirty look before looking away from you again. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Look, I promise, she's not going to mind about that. Trust me." You reach out and place your hand on her shoulder. "Seriously. If anything I'm more worried you'll judge her..." <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ "I don't want to have her hate me, then what happens to us?" <<else>>\ "I don't want to have her hate me, then have you make me move out." <</if>>\ She turns to face you again, this time with a sad look in her eye. "Whatever happens I won't abandon you. Besides, you two will get along." Hang lets out a long, resigned groan then stands up. "OK but warn me first." "Well she's here already, she's upstairs..." Hang shoots daggers at you but runs off down the hallway. "My God! I need to change!" [[Continue|Sofia Hang Meet Introduce]]

Hang reappears 15 minutes later wearing a tight yellow dress. "How do I look? Too much slut? I want to be good, but also don't want to start with a lie. Like I am a slut, but I want to be a good slut, you know? One that you can-" "You ran off before I could tell you but, chances are, you'll be overdressed." She looks at you and is about to continue her stream of anxiety when you interrupt her. "Mom!" You yell upstairs. "Hang's here!" You hear a faint call back. "OK!" You lean down and whisper in Hang's ear as you hear your mom clop along the hallway. "Now, just play it cool. You'll both get along, I promise." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Hang/Meet/1a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You hear Hang gasp, and then looking down at her you see her smile up at you. She looks back at your mom and, under her breath, whispers to herself. "Oh my God..." Your mom reaches the bottom of the stairs where you are both waiting. She gestures to herself. "I normally wouldn't meet people like this, but given you know my son well enough to live here I doubt I can shock you." Your mom pecks you on the cheek twice before turning back to Hang. "I am very happy to meet you, Mrs. Winstanley." Your mom sticks out her hand. "Call me Sofia." Hang takes it and shakes it. You lead the two of them into your office where, while Hang was changing, you had poured three glasses of wine. One white, for Hang, and two red, for you and your mom. You sit in your office chair, expecting your mom and Hang to take the two visitor chairs, but they don't. Hang hops up on your desk, while your mom remains standing. "So, Hang. $mc.name tells me that you are originally from Vietnam?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Yes. I have lived in America over a year now. I am from a small town in Vietnam. Did $mc.name tell you about my husband?" Your mom nods. "He did. I'm sorry to hear about that, but it sounds like you're better off without him... I'm not originally from America either, just like you." "Where are you from?" You take a sip of your wine as the of them slowly circle round each other, talking about how they found life in America. As the minutes pass the two grow more comfortable with each other, little by little. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Hang/Meet/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "...but that's what Americans are like, I've had to get used to it. It is tough to keep this figure!" Hang laughs. "It is! I got so fat when I first moved here. Too much sugar." Your mom chuckles too. "Well I bet my son keeps you active and on your feet... Or at least on your knees." You look at Hang expectantly wondering how the joke will land. "Or bent over!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> The joke wasn't particularly funny but Hang begins to laugh as if it were the most hilarious thing in the world, throwing her head up as you and your mom join in. A silence falls over the room before your mom speaks up again. "I hope that you can feel comfortable around me, Hang." "Of course, Mrs. Winstanley" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Hang/Meet/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "That you don't feel the need to be on best behavior around the 'mother'. As you can see, I'm very comfortable here too. I won't be making an effort to be anything but open with you either." "It might take a bit, but Hang is relaxed. I coached her well." Your mom raises an eyebrow. "Hang, could you please stand up and turn around. I want to see your ass." Hang giggles and does as she's told, as if it's the most normal thing in the world. You look back at your mom while Hang is facing away. She gives you a little eyebrow lift and you can swear she's almost proud of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Happy, $mc.name?" [[Hang isn't wearing panties|Sofia Hang Meet Strip]] [[Yes|Sofia Hang Meet Finish]]

<<set $hang.exhibitionist += 2>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ "You're not wearing panties, Hang." She turns around to look at you, slightly worried. "To meet my mother, of all people..." A smile creeps across your face and Hang slaps your shoulder. A few second later your mom shoves your head. "He's always been a tease, just ignore him Hang, you look great." "Thank you, Mrs. $mc.lastname." "Please, Sofia. I mean it." You cut across their little bonding moment and go and stand next to Hang. "Hang's just started waxing consistently so I think she was wanting to show off a little. Weren't you, Hang?" Her voice gets a quiet. "Maybe..." "Lift your leg onto the table and let's have a proper look, OK?" Hang looks nervously at your mom. "Hang, we're all usually naked, don't be shy." Hang shrugs then lifts up her leg. You give her ass a little squeeze as she does it. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "See, Mrs. $mc.lastname, I even get my asshole waxed. It hurts a lot but the woman who does it says that the more you get it done the less it hurts." Your mom gives a little snort. "They would say that..." "Does it hurt when you get waxed?" "Yes, so I only do it for special occasions." You look at your mom. "Want to see Hang's new tits?" Hang makes an excited little sound then jumps up again. "Wait wait wait!" She gestures for you to move back, and you comply. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Before your mom can even answer, Hang flips open her top and yells "Woo! Spring break!". She falls about laughing again. "I always wanted to do that." "You wouldn't believe it but before $mc.name started coaching me I was so shy. At least here. In Vietnam I was more fun, but when I got married and moved here I became so shy..." "I'm glad he's been good for you... He seems to have that effect on women." She winks at you. ''Hang is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' [[Show mom exactly how open Hang is now|Sofia Hang Meet Blowjob]] [[Let them chat|Sofia Hang Meet Finish]]

You three chat a little longer before you hear Stella and Charlotte arrive home. You move out to the living room and begin to discuss dinner plans. The five of you spend a relaxing evening together, everyone too tired to get up to much mischief. In the morning, departed early as usual, you get a text from your mom. Hang's a cute girl, I like her Are there any of your clients who don't end up living with you? [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set $sofia.slut += 2>>\ Sitting down on the chair you unzip your jeans and pull them down to your ankles. As you kick them off you talk to Hang. "Hang?" Hang's looking at your dick, occasionally looking up at your mom who is now standing behind you. "Yes, $mc.name?" "Get on your knees." You're already hard and as Hang kneels down you push your dick into her mouth. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang begins to suck your dick and you lift your head to look at your mom. Her tits are almost directly above your face. "She's really very good." You begin to stroke Hang's hair and feel her bottom teeth rub against your cock as she can't help but smile. "I'm really proud of you Hang." She speeds up. As she does you feel your mom kneel down beside you. She strokes you hair and encourages Hang, her tits rubbing over you as she does. "Faster, Hang." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Sofia/1i.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang begins to slow slightly, but the voice beside you hurries her up. "Keep on going." You begin to orgasm and as the first spurt of cum shoots out of the tip of your dick Hang holds her head down, letting you cum down her throat. Once you're done she lifts her head up, swallows what's left, then opens her mouth wide. "All gone! See?" She moves her tongue around to prove that she's swallowed it all. Your cock still in her hand you bend down and kiss her on the lips. "You did a really good job." You look up at your mom. "Didn't she make a good first impression, mom?" Your mom laughs, then reaches down to brush a strand of spit wet hair off of one of Hang's breasts. "You made quite the impression." You three chat a little longer before you hear Stella and Charlotte arrive home. You move out to the living room and begin to discuss dinner plans. The five of you spend a relaxing evening together, everyone too tired to get up to much mischief. In the morning, departed early as usual, you get a text from your mom. Hang's a cute girl I like her You've really done a number on her with her coaching You constantly manage to surprise me ''Your mom is now much more of a slut.'' [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "Implants"); AddEvent($sofia, "VisitDoctor"); >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You're sitting on the sofa, legs stretched out, holding your phone above your head as you mindlessly browse through Twitter when your mom walks in. "I received a letter from my surgeon today." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"> <source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/1a.webm" type="video/webm"> </video> "Uh huh." "Yeah, reminding me that my implants are going to expire soon." You put down your phone. "It's been ten years." "Are you going to... You know?" She laughs and puts on a mocking voice. "What? Are you worried that I'll go back down to having small, boring breasts?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"> <source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/1b.webm" type="video/webm"> </video> Coming round the counter she then comes to lie down on the sofa with you, her feet stretched out over your chest. "No, was just going to get them replaced. But I was thinking about getting some more work done too..." "Yeah?" "Yeah. Lips, maybe a little face tuck now that I'm getting older. A bigger ass." You look over at her and as you do you feel your dick twitch as you imagine her going full MILF bimbo. Given her foot is currently resting on your dick, she feels it too and she laughs. "I'm glad you approve... I was thinking about going to your guy, though. He does everything, right?" "Yeah, I think so... Let's go visit him together, see if you like him." ''Visit Dr. Yanovic's clinic to introduce your mom to him.'' [[Sofia Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "VisitDoctor"); AddEvent($sofia, "Surgery"); $sofia.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ A taxi screams past, the driver lingering on his horn as he zooms past bicycle courier. You've just crossed Second Ave and are walking to Dr. Yanovic's office after taking the subway into Manhattan. "Just up here." You see the mixed use tower up ahead, with '304 E. 29th' written above the entrance hall. The two of you walk into the lobby. You're about to introduce yourself to the guard but your mom addresses her first. "We're here to see Dr. Yanovic?" "11th floor." "Thanks." You press the button for the 11th floor, and turn to look at your mom as you wait for the elevator. "Nervous?" She shakes her head. "No not at all. My old doctor retired, and you clearly trust him. I just want to... See what the situation is, you know?" The elevator arrives and you walk into it. You're whisked up to the 11th floor, and when the door opens you're greeted with Dr. Yanovic's receptionist and waiting area. Normally people would have to sign in, but Becky recognizes you straight away. "Mr. $mc.lastname, great to see you again!" Becky stands up and walks out from behind the reception desk. "Just follow me, Dr. Yanovic will meet you in the examination room." The two of you follow Becky to the room. Your mom sits on the sofa next to the examination table, while you sit in the chair opposite, next to the computer. A few minutes later you hear a knock on the door and Dr. Yanovic walks in. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Hello, a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Winstanley." He offers your mom his hand and she shakes it. He looks over at you and raises his gaze. "It's good to see you again $mc.name. I can see business is well. Is Mrs. Winstanley...?" "One of his bimbos?" Dr. Yanovic laughs. "So you are?" "No." She laughs now. "I'm his momther. And please, call me Sofia.". Dr. Yanovic's eyebrows raise but he says nothing as he sits on his stool. "Well, Sofia, what can I do for you today?" "My current implants are ten years old and they need to be replaced. I want the breasts to remain as similar as possible." He nods. "Well, I'm sure as you know it is very unlikely that we can source identical implants, but we can certainly maintain the current look." "I also want to have a little bit of work done on my face - nothing major, just to account for my aging a little - then I also want injections, not implants, for my butt. Just a little larger, you see." "You certainly know your stuff. Well, I can certainly do the injections and the implants and, while I am not especially experienced at facial surgery I regularly work with an excellent surgeon who does amazing work. Dr. Stanton, she's very experienced. I believe your son may have come across her?" You shake your head. "Well, I will forward you her information. But if you're agreeable I see no reason why we can't undertake all three augmentations at the same time." "Excellent." "Well, if you could please get on the exam table please and remove your bottoms." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I will need to examine the parts of your body that I will be working on." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Dr. Yanovic looks at you, as if he expects you to leave. He clears his throat. "And your panties, please." [[Stay|Sofia Implants Visit Finish][$passageChoice to 1]] [[Leave|Sofia Implants Visit Finish][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ Sofia slides off her panties and climbs up onto the table. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Well this is a little embarassing." She giggles. "Give it to me doctor." She slides forward on the table. Dr. Yanovic chuckles. "Alright let's see here." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Well you look great, now lets check internals." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Fairly tight, moisture good." She blushes. "I think you could do with some tightening up." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Dr. Yanovic starts roughly rubbing Sofia. "What exactly is this testing for? This feels different." Sofia Moans. You watch with great amusement as Sofia starts squirting everywhere. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Surgery/2h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Testing your internals, standard practice. But I think that settles that, Ms. Sofia. I am going to recommend lip injections, ass injections, we can use excess fat and tighten things up "downthere" and as we said before we can swap out your implants and find a suitable size and shape for you. What do you think?" Your mom laying on table panting. "Sounds great doctor." Sofia tries to catch her breath. "When?" "As soon as tomorrow, come by my office when you are ready. Oh and $mc.name, thank you for bringing me more clients. It's always a pleasure." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You stand up. "I'm going to leave." Your mom looks at you and drops her panties, but doesn't look upset. "See you at home?" "My home, yes." You offer your hand to Dr. Yanovic. "Take good care of her." "Don't worry, $mc.name. I am sure we will see each other again soon." You take the subway back home and a few hours later you receive a text from your mom. Gonna be home late tonight, bumped into a friend from CT But everything is good I can have the operation pretty much whenever I want if we give him a little bit of warning he said Will you come with me? "Great! And of course. You can even recover at my place. <</if>>\ ''Whenever you're ready, go to Dr. Yanovic's office during business hours for your mom's surgery.'' [[Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "Surgery"); $sofia.weeklyEvent to false; $sofia.transformLevel to 1; >>\ You take your mother inside Dr. Yanovic's office. "Sofia! How are you doing today? Are you ready for your procedure?" "Can't wait, and $mc.name is here to take me home and make sure everything goes right." "I would expect no less, I can tell there's a ... bond between you two. $mc.name, you can wait outside in the lobby. It will be a few hours and then we will come find you." You walk out toward the waiting room. "Sofia, right this way, take a seat." "Here is the waiver, and your consent to the surgery. Go ahead and sign and we'll have you on your way to your new body." "Sounds great, I can't wait!" Without hesitation Sofia signs the documents. <img src="images/Sofia/Doctor/Signature.jpg" height="300"> The nurse walks in. Right this way Ms. Sofia. I will take you back to the operating room." Sofia jumps up with excitment and almost runs toward the nurse. "See you soon doctor!" <img src="images/Sofia/Doctor/OpteratingRoom.jpg" height="600"> "Here we are. Go ahead and lie down, and we will get you all ready. In short order Sofia is unconscious and ready for the doctor. <img src="images/Sofia/Doctor/Surgery.jpg" height="600" width="800"> ... ... A few hours pass. "Complete! Excellent job everyone." [[Waiting Room|Sofia Implants Surgery Waiting Room]]

<<addhours 5>>\ Dr. Yanovic comes out to the waiting room still in his scrubs. "She is going to look like an all new her." "Fantastic, everything go well?" "Sofia is doing great, and looks great. In fact, her ass and lips are a masterpiece. She is almost completely awake, you can come see her soon." Dr. Yanovic returns to the operating room. ... ... About an hour later The nurse calls out "$mc.name?" "Sofia is getting dressed and is ready for you, you are welcome to come back." You walk with the nurse toward the back. "This is her room. I'll leave you two be, just go out the same way we came in. If you need anything, we'll be at the desk right over there, but you are both good to go." [[Enter room|Sofia Implants Surgery Recovery Room]]

<<addhours 2>>\ You push the door open. "$mc.name! I feel great." <img src="images/Sofia/Doctor/Enter.jpg" height="600" width="800"> You are completely stunned at your mom's new look. You stand there mouth hanging open. "Get in here, close the door. Well?" <img src="images/Sofia/Doctor/Show.jpg" height="600" width="800"> "They look great mom!" "I meant my entire body. I know I had a lot of work done, but it was all for you. I know how you like your girls. I've always known. Nobody could ''NOT'' notice you always staring at my tits." You start to get quiet and shy. "Uh huh." "Aren't you going to feel them?" Sofia reaches over and grabs your hand, pulling it towards her breasts. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Doctor/Touch.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "They are great right?" "They feel amazing." "Don't get too worked up, you can only play with them once they've healed. I dont want them getting messed up. Let's get out of here, take me home." "The nurse said we are good to go, you sure you're alright?" "You are sweet, but let's go. I want to check these babies out at home." [[Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set AddEvent($yanovic, "Discount")>>\ <<addmins 30>>\ "$mc.name! Hello." "Hello Dr. Yanovic, how have things been going?" "Great actually. I'd say a good deal because of you. Which is why I wanted to speak with you. You've brought in some great business for us here at the clinic. Because of that, I'd like to offer bigger discounts, and bundle pricing in the future for multiple operations. I think this could benefit us both, no?" "That sounds great. What would the structure be?" "Truthfully, we are still working out the details, but we can add a 5% discount right off the top to get things going. I have my front staff working on the bundle deals, trust me we won't be beat." "I think we could also maybe get some good photoshoots to promote, maybe raise a few ads in town?" "That is a great idea $mc.name. Would any of your girls be interested?" "I'll be sure to ask them and send them your way." "Thank you, I appreciate you coming by." "Any time, Dr. Yanovic, have a good day." [[Cosmetic Surgeon]]

<<set RemoveEvent($sofia, "Massage"); AddEvent($stacy, "Massage"); >>\ Your mom walks into the living room where you are sitting watching a movie. "$mc.name my damn massage got cancelled and my back really hurts. You know of any other places to go?" "Sure, but I could just give you a massage." She walks over, wearing a pink top witha lace bra underneath, that shirt wouldn't button all the way up if she tried. There is no way it could contain those beautiful round tits. "Are you sure." Sofia says sarcastically. "Have you even given a massage before?" "Of course, it will be great. I promise. We even have a massage table." Your mom walks over to the table and sits down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2a.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Just get ready, I'll grab some oil from Stella's room." You run over to Stella's room. When you come back your mom is taking off her shirt, her bra is barely able to contain her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Lay down." "OK." "You gotta take the bra off." "Can you do it? It's not like you haven't touched me before." You reach down and take off her bra, then rub some oil into your hands. You can't help but notice how she is elevated off the table from her tits. Though they do look amazing smashed into the table with a nearly perfect view from the side. You desperately want to reach down around her and grope them. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Continue|Sofia Massage Continue]]

You begin slowly massaging her back, pushing into her. It's surprising how fit she is. Her skin feels great. Your mom moans quietly. "That feels so good $mc.name." "That's good, I'm no professional." "My boy is good with his hands." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2d.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You work down her back and see her beautiful plump ass just waiting to be rubbed. You can't resist. You slide up her skirt and pour oil all over her booty. She does not even protest and just let's you work your magic. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2e.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What kind of massage is this? That's not my back." "Figured you would like a fully body treatment." "Sure..." she says unassured. You start to rub her ass and thighs. She seems to be enjoying it. "Feel good mom?" "Yes. I guess I was tense in more than just my back." You brush your hand over her ass and pussy. As you bring your hands up her thighs, she shudders. "Watch it mister." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2f.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "What are you doing $mc.name?" Staying silent you push your hands down her butt and over her pussy. "$mc.name!" Your mom starts to wiggle. You pull her panties to the side and start rubbing her pussy more. She moans but she keeps wiggiling like she's trying to resist. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2g.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Continue|Sofia Massage Masturbate]]

"$mc.name!" Your mom snaps back and looks at you. "Are you done?" "No." You look disappointed. She rolls over and giggles. "A little more, then you are done mister." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2h.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As she rolls over your mom is grabbing at her tits. You reach down and play with her pussy. God her tits look amazing. "Why?" "Because I said so." She looks nervous. You start rubbing her clit. Your mom grabs on to the table tightly and moans. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2i.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Ughhh." She moans louder. She quietly moves her hand toward your cocks, pushing against you. "Doesn't that feel good?" "Yes." You grab her wrist and put her hand on your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2j.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Your mom starts stroking your cock with one hand, while reaching up and playing with her tit with the other. You bury your fingers into her pussy and start rubbing. "Oh shit." She starts to squirm on the table. You take the opportunity and go down between her legs, she spreads her legs for you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2k.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You ready?" You pull her panties to the side and grab your cock. Its raging hard, there is almost no blood left in your head you almost feel lightheaded. "$mc.name, No!" She sits up and pushes you away, panting on the table. "No..." "Really?" "We... We can't." She looks scared. [[Continue|Sofia Massage Blowjob]]

You look disheveled and angry. Your mom looks like she's panicking now but also horny. She tries to diffuse the situation. "Come here." Your mom grabs your cock and pulls you to the table. She spreads her legs laying on her side. "Oh, so you will suck my dick?" "Yes." Is all she says. She grabs your cock and swallows it, while reaching down with her other hand and starts fingering her ass. You take the opporunity to play with her pussy again. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2l.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She gets into a groove, looking like a professional. She starts throating you cock while jerking you off, though her other hand never leaves her ass. You think to yourself, is she trying to tell you something? <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2m.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She rolls on her back, opens her mouth and you step forward. She swallows your cock without any hesitation. You push your arms down beside her trying not to let her notice but all you want to do is feel her tits pressing against your arms. They look amazing. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2n.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh my god..." You moan loadly. Your mom's eyes are closed; you can tell she's in a trance. She reaches down and starts playing with herself. She pulls your cock out of her mouth. "Want to fuck mommy's tits?" She holds her tits together. Two perfectly round orbs just waiting for your cock, already glistening with oil. "Fuck yes." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2o.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You grab a hold of her tits. She's already squeezing them together as you smash your cock between them. "They are your favorite pair of bimbo tits?" "Yes" You moan. She can tell you are about to cum; she reaches up and starts to push you away. You grab the edge of the table and hold on for what seems like dear life as you smash your cock between her tits. Your mom wiggles free. [[Continue|Sofia Massage Finish]]

"What are you doing?" You stammer back. "Get up on the table." Your cock is twitching about to cum, you can barely hold it. "Sit down dumby." You mom caresses your chest running her hands down, both meeting around your cock. "So big, baby." She starts making love to your cock with her mouth. "Mmmhmmm." "Holy shit mom." "HmmMmmhm." She keeps sucking your cock. She spits down over your cock and starts to stroke it, grabbing tighter. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2p.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Cum for me." "Ugh" "Cum for me baby." She grabs ahold of your cock even tighter. "Cum for your mommy." "Oh shit!" You cum all over her mouth. Though she does a good job and catches most of it, some dribbles down her chin. She continues to slowly suck your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Sofia/Training/Slut/Massage/2q.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks up into your eyes, then grabs her tits and rubs the few drips of cum that fell into them. "Thank you for the massage baby." "Anytime" You pant, grabbing onto the table and almost falling over. "I'm sorr-" You interupt her. "It's fine, I'm sorry." You get shy and walk out, almost sprinting to your room. Your mom sits in the room next to the table, wondering if what she'd done was wrong, whilst not being able to resist licking her lips and lapping up all of your cum. [[Start your day|Sofia Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeeting")>>\ After a slow start to the morning, involved plenty of groaning, you make your way to the kitchen. Passing the front, you notice another dreaded letter has been slipped under the door. Mr. $mc.lastname, You are required to attend the next meeting of the co-operative board. This is to discuss the imminent re-zoning of the establishment and the legality of your continued commercial activities. Also on the agenda will be the serious violations in your conduct as a resident of this building. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ The changes Hang has been going through recently have some of us very worried about the type of influence you are having on residents. <<else>>\ The disgraceful and immoral influence you have had over Hang is but one example of the danger people like you pose to our society. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ And you can tell that whore living with you she will never be welcome back on my doorstep. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ 7pm, Thursday. Failure to attend will result in the board voting without your presence. Rupert Cosgrove Chairman You knew this would be a problem eventually. The fitness club is an issue you now have a solution for. But the tone in this letter is different; more hostile. You doubt it bodes well. However this time you aren't going in to this fight alone. It might be time to call a metting to discuss the best move. After your morning coffee of course. [[Call a meeting|Co-op Board Meeting 2 Plan]]

<<sethours 14>>\ You organize a meeting for that afternoon. Fortunately no-one is late. Sitting in your living room you start telling Elaine, Isaac and Tan about the letter you received. Elaine and Isaac knew about the meeting and that the issue of zoning would be raised, but are completely shocked at the implication of conduct violations. Elaine is the first to speak. "Personally, I have never heard of anyone facing anything more than a reminder about behavior, and only in instances where it is disruptive to other residents. Isaac, is there any legal standing to official repercussions for behavior?" "Officially no. Unless the law has been broken, in which case it becomes an actual legal issue, the board has no power to punish residents for how they live their lives. And the residential agreements do not contain any such clauses either." You think about all that has happened lately. "I don't think this is simply a board issue. I think Rupert has a personal vendetta to see me gone." "He has been acting differently since returning from Vietnam. More erratic and irratable. This could pose problems, as he is unlikely to let the issue go." "So what are the options going forward? With the new building being renovated the exercise classes will not be a problem. But if he tries to have the board evict me on some arbitrary conduct issue, I'm relying on you guys to vote no." Elaine does not look happy with this. "Of course Isaac and I will vote against any motion. However I don't think that will be enough against the others." Tan speaks for the first time. "I could raise the issue with Miss Hernandez at the town hall. I do not think she will be pleased with this. She respects the opportunities you are providing to women in the community. There may be a way to get her support." "Tan's right. Maybe we could find a way to get the council involved and override coop board. I'll look into it and see, $mc.name." "At this stage I think that's all we can do. Thanks for the support everyone." You decide to call the meeting there. After everyone leaves, you think about how easily everything you've built could just fall apart. One thing is for certain; at the end of this, Bimbo Life Coaching will need to become a proper company. No more meetings out of the bar or your apartment. It is time to establish BLC as a permanent enterprise with you as CEO. [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeeting"); AddEvent($storyData, "SecondApartmentMeetingComplete"); AddEvent($storyData, "WeeklyFine"); AddEvent($rosa, "BarMeeting"); >>\ <<addmins 45>>\ Once again you find yourself outside Rupert's apartment. After ringing the bell it only takes a moment before the door opens. <img src="images/Rupert/SecondMeeting.jpg" width="600"> You're surprised by Rupert's appearance. He looks quite disheveled. "Mr $mc.lastname. Come in." <img src="images/Locations/RupertApartment.jpg" width="600"> Entering the apartment, you see the other board members have already arrived. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Peeping around the kitchen corner, you see Hang before she quickly disappears. <</if>>\ Before you can greet any of them, Rupert starts talking. "Sit down Mr $mc.lastname. We have a number of important issues to deal with." You have barely sat down when Rupert continues. "The first item on the agenda is the current issue of the building zoning. This situation cannot be left to continue, and so I have submitted an application to have the building zoned only for residential use. This means all of your commercial activities must stop." Before Rupert can continue, you take out copies of the deed for the new building. "This will not be a problem. As you can see, I have recently purchased the neighbouring building. All fitness activities will be relocating to here, as well as hosting for a number of social and community groups." "Of course this would encompass all commercial activities. This 'Bimbo Life Coaching' farce you having decided to stain our neighbourhood with is a part of the issue. It cannot operate in any capacity from your apartment." God he has such a punchable face! "Furthermore, Mr. $mc.lastname's recent activities have raised great concerns about his character and the manner of business he is dealing in. Such things are unbecoming of the of what is expected from tennants under the agreement. Therefore, I am putting forward a motion to have Mr. $mc.lastname evicted under our powers as the homeowner's association." The whole room sits in stunned silence for several seconds. Elaine is the first to speak. "Eviction? What part of the agreement are you referring to which could in any way justify eviction?" "It is quite clearly stated that 'All residents are expected to be respectful of others in the building, and not conduct any illegal or disreputable activities on the premises.' Consider Mr. $mc.lastname's conduct during his tenancy. He has been hosting immoral women in his apartment and engaging in indecent activities." The look you give Rupert at the mention of immoral women. "Firstly, you have no right to judge how any of them wish to live. And how are our lifestyles 'illegal or disreputable' activities? Is there a definition, or just whatever you don't like?" You look over toward Elaine, she looks uncomfortable with what Rupert just said. After a few seconds of silence - Isaac jumps in. "He does have a point. From a legal standpoint, penalising someone for disreputable behaviour is such a vague and subjective reason it is virtually meaningless. It would never hold up." "We have a responsibility to act in what we determine is the best interest of the residents." "We do, for the betterment of all residents. However we have never spoken to any resident about how they live. To evict someone now would seem unfair and we would have to act this way in the future every time it happened." Rupert thinks on this for a while. "We will drop the eviction then. But we must ensure that there is an incentive for Mr. $mc.lastname to remove his business from the building. I propose Mr. $mc.lastname's weekly rent include a fine, until such a time as can prove that no commercial activity is going on in his apartment." [[Elaine is the first to react|Co-op Board Meeting 2 Vote]]

<<set RemoveEvent($natalie, "CosplayText"); AddEvent($natalie, "Cosplay"); $natalie.dailyEvent to false; >>\ Hey $mc.name, any chance you can help me out with some stuff for the convention? Sure, I don't have much going on tomorrow if that works. What do you need help with? Taking some photos, I was going to try to sell prints on Wednesday. Oh, of course. I have a studio if you'd like to use it? Oh really? Well aren't you mister fancy pants. But seriously, that sounds amazing. Come over. Say, noon tomorrow? See you then! [[Return|Natalie Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($natalie, "Cosplay"); AddEvent($natalie, "Cosplay2"); $natalie.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<sethours 12>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ You receive a text from Natalie. Hey, I'm stopping by a store real quick then I'll be right over. No Problem! Door's unlocked. 20 Minutes later... You hear a knock at the door. Natalie slowly pushes the door open. "Hello, $mc.name?" "Hey Nat! Come in." You jump up off the couch and head for the door as Natalie walks in. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay1/1.jpg" height="600"> "Hey! Sorry I'm a few minutes late." She leans in to give you a friendly hug. You try to keep your eyes off her chest. "No problem." You close the door behind her. "You can put your bag over here, I created a studio in this room." Natalie walks over to the studio and peaks inside. "It looks amazing." "Go on in, check it out." [[Walk in to Photo Studio|Natalie Cosplay Plan]]

<<addhours 1>>\ You walk into your studio with Natalie. <img src="images/Locations/Home/PhotoStudio.jpg" width="600"> She walks up to the whiteboard and lights. "This is so cool $mc.name." "Thanks, I figured it would be a good investment for the business." Natalie sits down in the chair near the window and digs through her bag. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay1/2.jpg" height="600"> "I brought a camera but can I check out yours?" "Absolutely. Feel free to check out anything you like and set it up how you want." "Cool!" Natalie runs giddily over to the camera. She spins toward the mirror and snaps a photo. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay1/4.jpg" height="600"> "This equipment is awesome $mc.name." "It's alright, the lights and board need some improving. I'm thinking about upgrading." Natalie reaches up towards the lights, then over to the control panel. "This is going to work great, can we shoot tomorrow?" "Sure. I'll check everything to make sure it's working and have it set up for you." Natalie walks toward the windows and grabs her bag. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay1/3.jpg" height="600"> "I really appreciate everything you've done for me $mc.name. Thank you." "Any time. Let's meet at noon tomorrow?" "Yeah, I gotta dye my hair tonight and get everything ready. Super excited for this costume." "Can't wait to see it." Natalie heads for the door. "Thanks again $mc.name." [[Walk Natalie out|Natalie Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($natalie, "Cosplay2"); AddEvent($natalie, "Cosplay2Email"); $natalie.dailyEvent to false; >>\ Hey, heading over. Sounds good! You walk over picking up random things and putting them in their place. Tidying up a bit. Natalie knocks at the door about 10 minutes later. [[Open the door|Natalie Cosplay 2 Arrive]]

<<addmins 10>>\ You open the door and Natalie is standing there holding two duffel bags that look quite full. She has dyed her hair blonde and is wearing it up in double buns. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/1.jpg" height="600"> "Hey!" "Need help?" You laugh. "I thought you'd never ask." Natalie giggles, happy to unload the bags. You walk in to the studio and unload the bags on the desk. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/2.jpg" height="600"> Natalie reaches into one of the bags and pulls out a huge make-up kit. "Going to change in here and get ready if you are OK with that?" "Sure thing." You step toward the door. "Shout if you need antyhing." "OK!" You walk back to the living room and watch TV for what seems like an eternity. [[Finally!|Natalie Cosplay 2 Outfit]]

<<addmins 30>>\ "$mc.name!" "Yeah?" You head for the studio and Natalie peaks out the door. "Can you help me with this?" <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/1.jpg" height="600"> As you look toward Natalie you freeze in your tracks and your jaw drops. "Holy Shit!... sorry" "Ha! It's OK." "You look amazing." "Hardly, but help me with this." Natalie reaches up toward her hair extensions and leans over showing you the clip. "Got it." You clip it in and straighten her hair, covering the extension. "This is quite the outfit, it is freaking cool." "Thanks. I wanted to do something with a punk vibe this year. Let's do a test pic and try out the camera and light settings." Natalie grabs the camera and goes over toward the window. "Here, just snap a normal photo, so I can adjust the settings." You walk over and grab the camera. [[Take the photo|Natalie Cosplay 2 Photo]]

<img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/4.jpg" height="600"> [[Show Natalie the photo|Natalie Cosplay 2 Photoshoot]]

"Great, just give me one sec." Natalie walks around adjusting the lights, pointing them toward the white wall. She sets up the camera on a tripod and motions for you to come over. "I'll stand over by the wall. You just need to set the focus." "Got it." You focus in the camera while being memzmorized by her outfit, particularly how great her figure and chest look. ... "$mc.name? $mc.name... hello?" Natalie had been trying to talk to you for a few seconds. "Oh sorry, just focusing." "Uh huh." She laughs. "Here." Natalie walks over and finishes adjusting the camera. She then goes and adjusts the lights a bit. "All set. Just snap a bunch of photos in each pose and we can edit them later." "Don't worry; I'm a master at taking photos." You chuckle. Natalie stands in front of the white board and starts moving around. You snap a candid picture as she brushes the hair from her face. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/5.jpg" height="600"> You snap photos while Natalie stands in various poses. [[Finish taking photos|Natalie Cosplay 2 Finish]]

<<addhours 1>>\ You finish up with Natalie. She comes over and grabs the camera. "Oh these will look great!" "Yeah I think so." "Look at you taking photos between poses trying to be all artsy." You laugh. "I think some of them turned out great." "I'm just teasing, I actually really like this one." Natalie spins the camera screen toward you. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/5.jpg" height="600"> "Yeah, me too. It turned out great." Natalie scrolls though all the photos smiling. You can tell she is super excited. "I am going to work on them; you know, do some photoshopping." Natalie laughs. "But I will send you an e-mail with the photos. Tell me what you think, OK?" "Oh for sure." "Going to get packed up, I really do appreciate this $mc.name." "It's no problem. If you ever want to do it again just let me know. I actually had fun." "If you think this is fun, come to the convention. I swear you will have a great time." "It's Wednesday right?" "Yeah. You can be my side-chick." Natalie busts up laughing. You start to laugh as well. "Alright, send me the details. It's a date." You finish cleaning up Natalie's gear and carry it down to her car. "Thanks again $mc.name. This was amazing and hopefully these photos turn out great. I'll e-mail you tomorrow morning." [[Go back inside|Natalie Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($natalie, "Cosplay2Email"); AddEvent($natalie, "ConventionIntro"); $natalie.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ You open the e-mail from Natalie. Hey $mc.name, I hope you are doing well. I attached a few of the raws that I think really turned out well. Also, I had time to background an image which I attached. I think it might be my favorite! We are going to have a blast at the convention. Meet me over at the subway on Wednesday at noon. I'll see you then. You download the attachments. <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/5.jpg" height="600"> <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/6.jpg" height="600"> <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/7.jpg" height="600"> <img src="images/Natalie/Cosplay2/8.jpg" height="600"> **THIS IS THE END OF NATALIES CONTENT FOR v0.6.0.** [[Home|Natalie Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $dani.dailyEvent to false>>\ <<addhours 3>>\ You arrive at your building just before 9am. As you walk in you see Dani waiting. She's wearing a cute black dress with heels. <img src="images/Story/Contractor/1.jpg" height="600"> "Hi Mr. $mc.lastname." "Hey Dani, I did not know if you would show up or not. Didn't hear from you last night." "Yeah, sorry about that. I was with the girls and I saw your text and just forgot to respond." "No problem." "So what are we doing exactly?" "Well, I have a designer and contractor coming by. Hopefully won't be too crazy, but we should be able to get most of the planning done and get their take on what needs to be accomplished." "Yes! This is the fun part." Dani laughs. "Hopefully." You chuckle as well. You chit chat with Dani, talking about how you plan to use the new building. Dani talks about her new club and how excited she is to have a safe place to hang out. You hear a knock at the door. [[Open the door|Building Contractor Arrive][$passageChoice to 0]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "RenovationComplete"); AddEvent($storyData, "BuildingVisit"); $counters.delete("BuildingRenovation"); $storyData.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "DesignerElle")>>\ You recieve a text from Elle. <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "DesignerKira")>>\ You recieve a text from Kira. <</if>>\ Hello Mr. $mc.lastname. Your building is complete. I put the finishing touches on it last night. If you'd like we could do a walkthrough or you can reach out to me by text/phone if you would like to just go yourself. I am available tomorrow morning at 9am. You text back. Thanks. I will check it out myself, going to head over there now. I'll let you know if I have any questions. You text Dani. Hey. Going to head over to the new building if you want to take a look. They just finished. OMG! I'll meet you there. [[Go to your new building|Building Complete Arrive]]

<<if $elle.met>>\ <<set _designerName to "Elle"; _designerText to "elle-text"; >>\ <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <<set _designerName to "Kira"; _designerText to "kira-text"; >>\ <</if>>\ <<switch $passageChoice>>\ <<case 0>>\ _designerName walks through the door with the contractor. You notice _designerName is wearing a modern black dress with her hair down. She looks at you with a glowing smile, and you get a good second impression that you made the right designer choice. <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Story/Contractor/Elle1.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Story/Contractor/Kira1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ "$mc.name, Meet Jim. He's the main contractor we work with." "Hello, and nice to meet you Jim." "Mr. $mc.lastname." You shake his hand. "_designerName, Jim, this is Dani." "Hi." Dani acts shy but shakes their hands. "_designerName has filled me in on your previous discussion but I would like to take some measurements and get a general feel for the place. We can sketch up a design and go from there. Sound good?" "Absolutely." Jim starts to inspect and take measurements. <img src="images/Story/Contractor/2.jpg" height="600"> "Well, this is quite a place $mc.name." You both look around. <img src="images/Story/Contractor/7.jpg" height="600"> "Thanks, I think?" "I don't mean that in a bad way. It has potential. I like how it has an open industrial feel but space for offices over here." "I thought so." "What is the primary purpose again?" "Hosting events and meetings." "Great." _designerName jots down notes on her iPad. She rolls out some graph design paper and starts to draw out the building. "Jim?" "Yeah?" "Shout out the measurements, I'll start drawing" Jim begins to read off his notes of the measurements of the building. _designerName neatly draws the layout and starts to sketch lines for rooms and an entry way. "Going to check the electrics if thats OK with you sir?" "Yeah, do whatever you need to do." "OK, this is sort of what I am thinking will work $mc.name." _designerName shows you a layout. <img src="images/Story/Contractor/3.jpg" height="600"> "_designerName!" You look up at Jim, who has a meter hooked up to the wall. "Yeah Jim?" "The electrics are up to code, so that will save some time and money." "Exellent." "Though the HVAC will need some work." "There is always something." "Is that good or bad?" "Yeah which one?" You laugh. "It really just depends. We'll have them take a look." You, Dani, and _designerName chat and draw out how you envision the building. Jim finally finishes his inspection. He walks up to the table you are all standing around. <img src="images/Story/Contractor/5.jpg" height="600"> "We need to do some lighting, walls obviously, piping for water, and ceiling work. Unfortunately the HVAC needs replaced. It's wired incorrectly and not up to code." Jim hands a paper to _designerName. She inputs the notes into her ipad. "OK. Here is what we are looking at $mc.name." _designerName slides her iPad over to you. You see a list of costings. Supplies, furniture, labor, and fees. The total... $25,000. "I understand that is a big number, but I really do think it will get you what you want. Take some time to think about it and reach out to our office to let us know." Dani peaks over at the iPad. "Holy Sh..." <<if $mc.cash gte 25000>>\ [[Pay the $25,000|Building Contractor Arrive][$passageChoice to 1]] <<else>>\ You do not have $25,000 to pay for renovations. <</if>>\ [[Wait before making a decision|Building Contractor Arrive][$passageChoice to 2]] <<case 1>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "BuildingRenovation"); $counters.set("BuildingRenovation", 0); $mc.cash -= 25000; >>\ You laugh. "Yeah _designerName. It's no problem. When is it due?" "At completion. We are estimating 2 months. Jim?" "Checks out." "Sounds good, let's do it." Dani looks a bit shocked, as does _designerName. "That's great $mc.name. We will get right to work. I really do think you will be happy with the finished product." _designerName and Jim pack up, point out a few last details, then leave together. "Well, we are all in now." "Looks like it." You both start laughing. "It'll be great Mr. $mc.lastname. Have faith." "I hope so." You pick up your things and head out with Dani, talking about what the future holds. [[Home|Building][$eventFinish to true]] <<case 2>>\ "Sorry _designerName. Do you mind if we hold off on making a decision right now?" _designerName looks a little disappointed. "OK $mc.name. If you change your mind, give me another call." [[Home|Building][$eventFinish to true]] <</switch>>\

You arrive in front of your building. It looks great from the outside. After about a mintue Dani shows up. "Hey Dani. You ready to see this?" "I am. I hope it is everything you dreamed of." You walk over toward the door and unlock it. "Here we go." [[Walk inside|Building Complete Inside]]

You walk into your new office building with Dani. <<if $elle.met>>\ Your first impression; Elle delivered. <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle1.jpg" height="600"> "Well, I love it!" "This is freaking amazing Mr. $mc.lastname. Oh my god. We are going to have so much fun in here. Look at all this space! It's modern and welcoming. Oh and look at this!" Dani runs around looking at everything. You walk upstairs and you look around. You love how it's open to the first floor; it looks great. You step toward the offices and see a gorgeous meeting room, set up to look classy but comfortable. <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle2.jpg" height="600"> Lastly, you open the door to your new office. <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle3.jpg" height="600"> It looks stunning. Contemporary, modern, and just the right amount of design. <<elseif $kira.met>>\ Your first impression; Kira did her best. <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira1.jpg" height="600"> "Well, it looks great!" "This is cool Mr. $mc.lastname. We are going to have so much fun in here. Look at how open this is! It's super industrial, but very welcoming. Oh and look at this!" Dani runs around looking at everything. You walk upstairs and you look around. You love how it's open to the first floor; it looks great. You step toward the offices and see a meeting room, set up to look classy. <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira2.jpg" height="600"> Lastly, you open the door to your new office. <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira3.jpg" height="600"> It looks contemporary, modern, and just the right amount of design. <</if>>\ After looking around a bit, you decide its time to head home. On your way out you invite Dani to come by tomorrow with your mom and closest friends to continue checking out the building. [[Home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

"Rupert that is outrageous! The building has not even been re-zoned yet. He has broken no part of the agreement so there is no justification for this!" You didn't even think Elaine could look as angry as she does now. Isaac is also shaking his head. Rupert however does not even give them a reply, just looks over at a nodding Priti. "So shall we take a vote? I vote yes." "Yes." Priti responds immediately. "Yeah." Phil looks at you with some sympathy, but you know he won't rock the boat. "Of course not. This is absurd." "No." You knew this would be the result. It still hurts. "It is decided. Mr. $mc.lastname will be required to pay a fine of $1000 every week, until such time as he has removed all commercial activity from his residence. If the building re-zoning has been finalized before this, then we may have to readdress the issued with the possibility of eviction." With this the meeting is quickly concluded. As you are being escorted to the door, Rupert quietly mutters to you "I would not become too comfortable with the situation. Things may become much worse for very soon." [[Head home|Co-op Board Meeting 2 Finish]]

You arrive back at the apartment. Stella and Charlotte are waiting in the living room. \ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Tan walks out of the kitchen. \ <<else>>\ Hang walks out of the kitchen with Tan. \ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($june, "Home")>>\ You also see June emerging from her room. <<else>>\ <</if>>\ "How did it go $mc.name?" "As well as could be expected Stella. We're not getting kicked out, but the board is fining us for as long as BLC is operating here." "OMG! That's like, so unfair! Is there anything you can do Mr. $mc.lastname?" Before you can answer Charlotte, there is a knock at your door. Outside are Elaine and Isaac. Once everyone has gathered in the living room, you start to plan your next move. "Not the best position to be in. At least we have some time to plan our next step." "This is quite serious for all of us actually. Rupert has overstepped his authority and created a personal vendetta gainst you." Isaac speaks up. "I agree. It is clear that Rupert in no longer fit to be president of the homeowner's association. He must be removed from the board." The statement hangs in the air. "That would require a unanimous vote by the other members. It would take a very serious situation to convince the others." <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful") is false>>\ "Like a public scandal?" Surprised with the statement, everyone looks at Hang. "We go public, and convince people to support us." "It could work." Tan chimes in. "The council would be compelled to do something, or it could look bad for them." <<else>>\ It is Tan who provides a solution. "We could make a big public scandal out of it; get public opinion on our side. The council would be forced to act in the interest of keeping local support." <</if>>\ "It would be a PR nightmare." You feel the energy in the room lifting, now that you have a direction to go from. "I'm sure many of the girls attending meetings would be willing to do a couple of public protests. Charlotte and I could speak with them." "The key is councilmember Hernandez. Her support can make anything happen." Tan pauses in thought. "I can organise a meeting, but I don't know if she will support you. She might think it is a personal issue." "I'll just have to find a way to persuade her. Thank you, all of you. I never would have gotten this far without your support." With a plan in place, the gathering takes on a more lighthearted tone. People start to filter out, either to bed or their own apartments.You notice Tan is hanging around waiting for people to leave. You start packing up the house; finally, you two are the only ones left. "Tan?" "Oh Hey. I wanted to talk to you about Ms. Hernandez. She goes to the bar almost every Thursday night. It's ladies night. It could give you a chance to speak to her if you can get her alone for a moment." You think that is a great opportunity. "Perfect! That is exactly what I needed. Thank you Tan." "Good luck. Let me know how it goes." Tan packs up her things and heads for the door. "Have a good night Tan." Tan looks back and smiles at you. "You too." You aren't quite sure of the future, but the end of this will spell a new chapter for Bimbo Life Coaching. [[Go to sleep|Home Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

Stacy knocks at your door as she opens it. "$mc.name?" You are sitting on the couch. "Hey." You look over at Stacy. She is wearing her tight pink shorts, with pink shoes and a white top. Her ass looks amazing. <img src="images/Stacy/Gym1/Stacy1.jpg" width="600"> <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "Massage")>>\ "I half expected you to have your cock out already." Stacy busts up laughing. "That massage table still in your gym? Let's go release some tension." Stacy knows full well what really is going to happen. You follow her to the gym. As you enter you look over and see Stacy already at the massage table, taking off her clothes. You can't help, but remember your mom's big tits laying on that table not long ago. <img src="images/Stacy/Gym1/Thought1.jpg" width="600"> You snap back to it. Why are you thinking about your mom with this big ass waiting to be fucked in front of you? Stacy crawls on to the table and opens her mouth. "Are you going to fuck my mouth or what?" <<else>>\ "I half expected you to have your cock out already." Stacy busts up laughing. "Let's go release some tension." Stacy knows full well what really is going to happen. You follow her to the gym. As you enter you look over and see Stacy already taking off her clothes. Stacy crawls on to a table and opens her mouth. "Are you going to fuck my mouth or what?" <</if>>\ You walk over, cock as hard as a rock. Stacy throats it all without hesitation. She drools all over you, moaning as you fuck her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym1/Gym1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can't stop staring at her ass. Spinning around behind her, she thinks you are finally going to fuck her. Instead, you bury your face into her beautiful ass, licking roughly. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym1/Gym2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stacy moans loadly. "Fuck! You love my ass don't you baby." She wiggles her ass a bit in your face. "Here." Stacy adjusts getting up on her knees. "Ah fuck", she moans, "You're going to make me cum." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym1/Gym3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You bury your face into her sexy, fat ass, pushing your tongue in further. Stacy reaches back and pulls on your head, suffocating you as you lick her. "Get up here and fuck me baby, I need your cock in my ass." You get up and she bends over, making her ass look near perfect. It's fat, round, firm, and begging for a cock. As soon as your cock slides into her ass you nearly cum. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym1/Gym4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Over the course of the next hour you fuck her ass over and over; even cumming inside. She reaches back, pulls you into her, smiles and says you aren't finished. Manning up, you pound her ass again, making sure she won't be able to walk straight tomorrow. When you are finished Stacy hops off the table, kisses you, and says goodnight. She heads out the door leaving your cock aching from fucking her so roughly; and a giant mess all over your massage table. [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($tiffany, "BuildingText")>>\ You recieve a text from Tiffany. Hey $mc.name. I spoke with your mom last night. Pretty interesting conversation, but I just wanted to say hello and give you a big congrats on being so successful. I truely am glad for you. I wish you all the best. Keep in touch OK? I know our lives went different ways, but I wish the best for you. Sorry I couldn't be there to see the new place. Perhaps if I am in town I'll stop by sometime. You feel good about the text but you wonder if Tiffany is sincere. You hesitate to respond. But you send back a simple - Thanks. [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "StripClubText"); AddEvent($ana, "StripClubRebecaText"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ Yo wondering if you got any ideas. Ever since fuck face over at the coffee shop fired me I've been hurting for money. You can always try the strip club, but I didn't think you are into that kind of thing. Fuck it. I need the money. When and where? I'll have Rebeca text you. Good luck. [[Home|Ana Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stacy, "ButtPlug"); AddEvent($storyData, "GymRandom"); AddEvent($stacy, "ButtText"); $stacy.happiness to 4; >>\ Hey $mc.name. I finally got it. Huh? Got what? Your phone's facetime rings from Stacy. You answer and it's a black screen. "Ugh." You hear Stacy moving around. "This damn thing." She finally gets it set up its pointed at a bed and some windows. Stacy hops up on the bed and nearly fists her ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Toy/StacyToy1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "I finally got my toy to fit $mc.name." "What?" You laugh. Stacy grabs her toy and slides it into her ass. She pushes her ass toward the camera. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Toy/StacyToy2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can see her pussy dripping. It's obvious Stacy loves anal. "Oh fuck, god damn this thing is big." Stacy moans as she reaches back. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Toy/StacyToy3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Fuck $mc.name." She wiggles her ass for you. "Damn girl." Your cock is rock hard at this point. "What? Want me to twerk for you?" Stacy shakes her ass with the dildo bouncing around. She starts moaning louder. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Toy/StacyToy4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She crawls over and lays her phone down. All you can see is the ceiling. <img src="images/Stacy/Toy/1.jpg" height="600"> You hear her moan. "Fuck." "You OK?" She hops over toward the phone. "Yeah. Just had to get this thing out of my ass." "Oh? That's a shame." You chuckle a bit stroking your cock. "I figured I could come over and you could help me stretch. I havn't worked out today. I'll wear my pink shorts for you." "Door's open." "I'm on my way. That dick better be ready for a workout. Stacy hangs up. [[Stacy arrives|Stacy Toy Workout]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stacy, "ButtText"); AddEvent($stacy, "AssTransform"); >>\ <img src="images/Stacy/Bigbutt.jpg" height="600"> Does my butt look small? No. I think I need a bigger butt. Why? Everyone loves a big fat ass. I think I am going to get some butt implants :) haha You like Stacy's butt, but hell, who would complain about a bigger booty. [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($june, "SofiaTrainingTalk"); $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.exhibitionist +=2; $june.brat -= 3; $june.exhibitionistTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ You walk into June's room for her next training lesson. She's laying on the bed in a pair of jeans and a cute white top. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/App1.jpg" width="600"> "June." You wave at her from the door. She doesn't see you. "June." You walk over and firmly smack her ass. She jumps. "Hey! What the hell!" "Get ready, it's time for your lesson." "Can't we just take the day off? I'm tired." June looks at you sadly. "No, let's go. Meet me downstairs in 10." You gather your things while June gets ready. When she finally heads downstairs, you take her downtown. As you are walking you spend the time explaining how important it is to look good. "To be happy, confident, and especially if you want to be a bimbo. This applies specifically to your personal commitment to being better." June asks you a few questions. She seems receptive to the discussion but wonders where you are taking her. While you have her open and talking you take the time to address her last training session. "June we really need to talk about the last lesson." June looks suprised. "What? Why?" "You were manipulating me." "I was not." She looks slightly annoyed. "June." You look over at her sternly. "Fine, maybe a little. But I was having fun. I mean, I did have fun." "That is not the point. You were being manipulative to get your way. I'm being serious, trying to help you be better. If we are going to keep doing this you need to actually put effort in too." "Okaayyyy. I get it." June just wants this conversation to be over with. "No more fits or being maniuplative?" "Yeah yeah." June trails off and starts talking about something else. At least you tried. You finally arive at your destination. [[Enter Modern Fashion|June Appearance Training Shopping]]

<<addhours 2>>\ <<if $june.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ You head to the Top Floor Club to check on June. When you arrive you ask the bartender where she is and he points backstage. Walking in you see June at one of the makeup counters in front of the mirror. "Hey June." June is in the zone. She is dancing to the beat of the music, looking sexy as hell in a little strapless black dress. She's moving her hips with confidence. "June." "Hey $mc.name." "Want to get a drink?" "In a minute." June finishes putting some eyeliner on while dancing. She looks over and catches you staring at her butt. She smiles. "Good huh?" You are zoned out and don't even answer her. Looking up you see June staring. She smiles and licks the mirror. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Slut/Club/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June knows full well you want your cock in her mouth right now. <<elseif $june.exhibitionist gt 20>>\ You head to the Top Floor Club to check on June. When you arrive you ask the bartender where she is. He points toward the other side of the bar. As you walk up June sees you. She is wearing a flanel shirt and booty jeanshorts. She looks damn cute. "Hey bro!" June grabs her butt. <img src="images/June/Slut/Club/Club2.jpg" height="600"> "Check it out!" She twerks a bit. "Nice! You are getting the hang of it." You chat with June a bit. She is actually starting to like the club and the girls are teaching her how to be appealing and pleasing to others. It's working quite well. <<else>>\ You head to the Top Floor Club to check on June. When you arrive you ask the bartender where she is. He points toward the back. As you walk backstage you are greeted by some of the club girls. One of them is in the corner giving a twerking lesson to June. She has her back to you and is attempting to bounce her tight, little ass; it could be going better. You begin to chuckle. "Oh boy look at what I have created," you proclaim as you laugh. June instantly stops and spins around. She spots you and looks embarassed. Her cheeks are bright red. "$mc.name! Get out of here!" June can't help but to laugh a little as well. You start to head out and the woman on your left gives you a little twerk as you leave. "Yeah, $mc.name get that booty outa here." <img src="images/June/Slut/Club/Club1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <<if $june.exhibitionist lt 26>>\ <<set $june.exhibitionist += 2>>\ ''June is now much more of an exhibitionist.'' <<else>>\ ''June is already as much of an exhibitionist as she can become from repeating this scene.'' ''This is as much as you can see in this scene.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $natalie.weeklyEvent and $natalie.dailyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($natalie, "OperationEmail")>>\ [[You recieve a text from Natalie|Natalie Transform E-mail]] <<elseif CheckEvent($natalie, "TransformMeet") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Friday">>\ [[You recieve another text from Natalie|Natalie Transform Meet]] <<elseif CheckEvent($natalie, "CosplayText")>>\ [[You receive a text from Natalie|Natalie Cosplay Intro]] <<elseif CheckEvent($natalie, "Cosplay") and $gameDate.getHours() lt 12>>\ [[Wait for Natalie to arrive|Natalie Cosplay Arrive]] <<elseif $gameDate.getDay() is random(0, 6) and CheckEvent($natalie, "Cosplay2")>>\ [[Natalie texts you|Natalie Cosplay 2 Text]] <<elseif CheckEvent($natalie, "Cosplay2Email")>>\ [[Natalie e-mails you the photos|Natalie Cosplay Photo E-mail]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<set $mc.cash -= 800>>\ You open the door. <img src="images/Locations/Downtown/ModernFashion.jpg" width="700" alt="Fashion"> "Hello Sir. How can we help you today?" "We'd like to try on some outfits for this young lady here." "Of course. The women's section is down and to the right. Fitting rooms are also at the back. Please let us know if you need any assistance." "Thank you. We will let you know." You lead June to the back. She gets distracted looking at everything as you walk through the store. "Back here June." There's a nice seating area where you sit down. June starts looking through the hangers and comparing outfits. "You bring me what you like, and I'll vote yes or no." "That's not fair. Why do you get to choose?" "Because I am the one paying." June laughs. "Fine. How about this?" She holds up a polka dot skirt. "No. Are you kidding me?" "What? It's cute." She puts it back. "And this?" June holds up a blue dress. "Try it on." She goes back into the changing room and comes out in a sleek sexy blue dress; professional but appealing. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Blue1.jpg" height="600"> "I like it", June giggles. "Turn around." June spins, poking her ass out a bit for you. "Like every guy wouldn't want it." <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Blue2.jpg" height="600"> You think to yourself she isn't lying. June goes on to try a few more outfits. The ones that stand out to you were the red skirt dress and black summer skirt and top. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Red1.jpg" height="600"> You comment to June how this one is also sexy and professional. The bright red suits her. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Red2.jpg" height="600"> This one is cute, but you tell her that it looks a bit much like a schoolgirl. It is not a bad thing, just has a time and a place. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Spin.webm" type="video/webm"></video> This one is beautiful. And June loves it too. While she is trying on more outfits you explain how there are many ways to take pride in your appearance. Again she asks a few questions; like what is desirable about bimbos, what men look for, and how to act. You explain the most sought after bimbo is the blonde, incredibly fit bimbo. But you remind her men have types, and all women can be bimbos. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Shopping/White1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After further discussion June tries on a white dress, with other motives on her mind. She leaves the curtain open and you watch her change. You can tell she's having fun. Lastly, June tries on various styles of shoes. From hooker heels to cute fashionable and professional styles. There's a few that suit her look. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/Shoes1.webp" height="600"> After she is done trying on shoes you choose a few outfits for her that you liked best. She showed up in jeans and a white top. You buy a white top with a red skirt and some beautiful high heels. "Wear this home, you'll look great." She puts them on for you. "I actually kind of like it." You finish paying and June meets you outside. <img src="images/June/Training/Shopping/After1.jpg" height="600"> "June you really do look great." "Thanks..." June looks shy. "Seriously, be confident. You are beautiful." "Thank you" she giggles. "Shall we?" You head home, talking about bimboism and how she can better herself. She actually seems receptive. It was a good day for you and June. Though it set you back just over $800. [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AnalTraining"); AddEvent($stella, "AnalTrainingFinal"); $stella.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ Stella walks through the house. You notice her body is becoming more toned; she's been dedicated to working out. Her face is a little flushed and she has a brighter smile than normal. "Stella?" you question inquisitively. "Oh hey $mc.name. Sorry, didn't see you there." Something seems out of place. "You alright? You're acting a little... odd." "Oh. Well, you see..." Stella trails off, not sure how to continue. "I'm trying a new toy." "What kind of toy?" "Uhm, a plug. A... a butt plug. I've never really done anal before." Stella says quickly, looking away shyly and a bit uncomfortable. "Well, let's have a lesson?" You reach back and grope her ass. Stella smiles at you. "OK. But it kind of hurts. Be careful." "Come here." You grab Stella by the hand and lead her over to the massage table. This may take some finesse. [[Train Stella|Stella Anal Training 2]]

<<set AddEvent($june, "SofiaTrainingTalk"); $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.slutTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You walk around the house looking for your mom. The training session with June needs to be addressed. "Mom?" "I'm in here!" You hear her yell from her room. The door is cracked open; you walk up and push open the door. She is laying on the bed in her underwear talking on the phone. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/1.jpg" height="600"> "Hold on a sec. Yes $mc.name?" "Mom, can we talk?" "Let me call you back in a few minutes." Sofia hangs up the phone. "Can you put some clothes on?" "You came into my room... OK. But it's not like you havn't seen me before." Sofia gets up and starts putting on some clothes. Damn, her jeans are tight. She bends over to grab her shirt and you're completely distracted by her ass as she pulls her pants up. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/2.jpg" height="600"> You snap back into it. "I wanted to apologize for the lesson with June. That was unacceptable." "I was pretty shocked to be honest. You were supposed to be teaching her." "I know. Like I said, it was wrong and I am sorry." You zone out again. Sofia has now stood up in front of you wearing and is taking off her lacy bra. She then grabs a pushup sporty type bra, whilst you are just standing there staring. You can't stop thinking about her beautiful tits. <<if CheckEvent($sofia, "Relationship")>>\ <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ How desperately you want to fuck them. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/3-2.jpg" width="600"> You should take her right now. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/4-2.jpg" width="600"> Cum all over her face and tits. You both know she truly wants it. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/5-2.jpg" width="600"> <<else>>\ How desperately you want to fuck them. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/3-1.jpg" width="600"> You should take her right now. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/4-1.jpg" width="600"> Cum all over her face and tits. You both know she truly wants it. <img src="images/Sofia/Bedroom/5-1.jpg" width="600"> <</if>> You snap out of it. Sofia is standing in front of you, bra hanging from her finger with her tits in your face. You didn't even realize she had moved closer and placed her other hand on the front of your pants squeezing your cock. <<else>>\ You snap out of it. Sofia is standing in front of you, bra hanging from her finger with her tits in your face. You didn't even realize she had moved closer. <</if>>\ "Distracted?" You start to stammer. "It's fine baby. We all let our desires get the best of us sometimes. But that croqueuse de diamant isn't going to manipulate my boy." Sofia finishes getting dressed like nothing happened. "We'll do better next time." "Oh? Another lesson?" "Yes, she seems receptive. Going to take the opportunity and try to patch things up with Charlotte at some point as well." "That's good. Let me know how it goes." [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.slut += 1; $june.slutTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You talk with June and take her to the living room. Porn is playing on the TV. "Really?" "What?" "Porn?" "Just sit down." June sits down, giving you a glare. You try to ignore her and talk about the different types of porn and the satisfaction it can give. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Slut/Slut1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June flicks through the channels but does not seem convinced. She walks away a bit annoyed. [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $june.dailyEvent to false; $june.slut += 1; $june.slutTraining += 1; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You talk with June again and take her to the living room. Once again, porn is playing on the TV. June clicks through channels. She finds two gorgeous lesbians playing in a bathtub. "Damn they are hot." "Yeah they are." Shortly after June forgets that you are there and starts rubbing her pussy. Within a few minutes she's licking her fingers. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/June/Training/Slut/Slut2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> June suddenly realises what she is doing and quickly stops, looking over at you. "What is your obsession with porn?" She get up and walks away a bit annoyed. [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $june.dailyEvent to false>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You talk with June again and take her to the living room. As usual, you have porn is playing on the TV. "How does porn make you feel?" "Tingly... excited sometimes." June seems a little more intrigued by it. "Pleasure has a way with people. You can feel it now. This is how you make other people feel June. It is a good thing. Embrace it." June continues watching for a short while. Eventually, she has had enough and trots away to her room. You let her leave without trying to push the subject too far. "Have a good day June." "You too", June trails off. Within seconds you hear June moaning from her bedroom. Your training is working. <<if $june.slut lt 26>>\ <<set $june.slut += 2>>\ ''June is now much more of a slut.'' <<else>>\ ''June is already as much of a slut as she can become from repeating this scene.'' <</if>>\ [[Home|June Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "MagazineAd"); $mc.fame += 4; $mc.cash -= 4500; >>\ <<addhours 8>>\ You start to think to yourself. You need to increase awareness of your brand, whilst also reaching out to a wider customer base. An idea suddenly pops into your head. You stumble over to your desk and start scribbling down a logo. After a few minutes of scribbling and drawing out ideas, you come up with a new one. A magazine article with Dr. Yanovic. First, it would increase your reach; second, you don't have to pay for it yourself. You scribble out a page featuring a lingerie-clad woman. On the top it reads "Be the best you"... No. "Be your absolute best self". After some more thought you add at the bottom of the page, "Let us take care of you". In the middle you leave a section for Yanovic to advertise some of his services. Overall it looks sexually appealing, attractive, and generally professional. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Magazine Ad.jpg" height="700"> You e-mail Yanovic with the idea. [[Send Email|Yanovic Reply]]

He replies almost immediately. $mc.name, Absolutely, it looks great. I'll have my secretary send over the details. We've done this thing before. Are you willing to split the costs? They generally run about $9000. Yanovic. [[Send Reply Yes|Yanovic Reply Final]]

Great. Like I said, we've done these before. I'll get it sent over to our previous contact. She will draft it and I'll send you a proof for publish. Great idea. Yanovic. [[BLC Marketing]]

<<set RemoveEvent($rosa, "BarMeeting"); AddEvent($storyData, "ProtestPlanning"); >>\ <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<set AddEvent($stella, "AnalTraining")>>\ <</if>>\ <<sethours 22>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ You've dressed up nice; you have to impress Ms. Hernandez. This could be big for BLC. You take a deep breath and walk inside the bar. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/1.jpg" height="600"> To your right is the main bar area; you don't see Rosa. You continue walking toward the back. You check the back room and find it empty, then walk over to the lounge area. It's not too busy, but a little noisy. You finally see her. She's talking to what looks like a friend. You take a deep breath and walk toward her. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/2.jpg" height="600"> Rosa is standing there in a gorgeous dress. She looks at you and smiles. "Mr. $mc.lastname." "Ms. Hernandez. How are you?" "Rosa. Call me Rosa. I'm great. What are you doing down here? I haven't seen you before." Shit, you hadn't thought this through. You try to come up with a reasonable thought. What do you say? "Oh just getting a drink." "Well, let's go get you one." You can tell Rosa has had a few to drink, but is just a little peppy. She grabs your arm and leads the way over to the bar. Rosa waves to the bartender. "Ben! Ben! Can we get a drink?" She looks at you. "What's your poison?" "A cocktail. Whatever your special is tonight." "Oh a fancy guy? Two please Ben." Ben quickly makes the drinks and hands them to you. You pull out your wallet. "Oh put that away" Rosa says pushing away your wallet. "Being a council member has its perks. Most businesses know who I am." "That must be nice." "It is. I do not however abuse it like some of my counterparts. They put it on my tab and just charge me cost." You wonder if your plan will work. She seems like she's up tight about certain things. You should have done more research. "Let's head back to the lounge area before we lose our seats. [[Go back to the lounge area|Rosa Bar Meet Talk]]

You walk back to the lounge area with Rosa. She greets a few people along the way. It seems like she is a regular here and knows almost everyone. As you walk behind her you marvel at how well she has aged. Rosa seems like a middle aged woman, but she is quite fit and her body looks great in that dress. "Madison! Hey Madison!" As you walk up to the table Rosa has called out to a woman in the room. "Hey Rosa. Welcome back." You can tell they are friends. Rosa walks up and embraces her. "Nice to meet you, Madison is it?" "Yep that's me." <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/Madison.jpg" height="600"> Madison looks the same age as Rosa. She's blonde, kinda cute, decently fit for her age, professional demeanour. "Well Mr. $mc.lastname. It was nice seeing you." Now is your chance. "Actually, I'd like to talk with you if you wouldn't mind Rosa. About some professional things." She looks surpised. "Sure. Madison would you excuse us for a minute?" "Sure thing, I need another drink anyway." She walks toward the bar. "Take a seat. How can I help you $mc.name?" ''WARNING: This decision will have irreversible effects on the storyline. Additionally your "adventures" with certain characters will be forever altered.'' [[Attempt to persuade Ms. Hernandez by talking about Ana's misfortune|Rosa Bar Meet Persuasion Good]] [[Persuade Ms. Hernandez by whatever means necessary|Rosa Bar Meet Persuasion Bad]]

<<set AddEvent($rosa, "GoodPath"); $rosa.happiness += 5; >>\ You sit down across from Rosa and take a deep breath. Internally you know what you need from her but are a little uncertain on how to approach this subject. "I think we could be mutually beneficial to each other Rosa." She looks at you questionably. "Go on" she says, taking a drink. "You see my business, as you well know of, is for the betterment of women." "Women who want to be better in that way you mean." "Exactly. It is not for you or me to decide how they should live their lives." Rosa actually looks like she agrees with what you said. "I also think we should promote women and their desires. Unfortunately not everyone will agree with me." "As with all things in life $mc.name." Rosa finishes her drink. "What is it you want exactly?" "I have a friend in bit of a precarious situatuion. Her boss, and the business that fired her have overstepped their bounds. I'm also dealing with a similar situation myself." Rosa seems interested in what you are saying. "Look, I'll be blunt. A woman who decided she wanted to enhance her body was fired because of it. She was treated extremely poorly and is now struggling to find work." "Sounds like a gender discrimination lawsuit waiting to happen. I have no doubt if what you say is true and she reports it to my office, we can have restitution for her. There is no place for that in my community. You also said you had a smiliar issue yourself? I'm intrigued to hear about it." "I'm having an issue with another resident who happens to be the president of the Co-operative board for my residence. They have fined me and are now persuing eviction." "For your business?" "Yes. Due to being a startup, part of it has been run from my home. I have now purchased a building next door and am in the middle of transitioning the business over." "Sounds like you've solved your problem." "I wish. Unfortunately, they have deemed immoral women operating from my home as a reasonable offense for eviction." "So you want me to intervene?" "If you would. It would help me greatly." "I think that may be an overstep of my reach." "I'd like to think of it more as an opporunity to stand up for women and letting them live their lives as they want to. Not defined by some asshole who happens to live in my building." "Look $mc.name, maybe I can help you, maybe I can't. If you can prove these things then without a doubt I can. But the burden of proof is on you. I will have my assistants look into it; send anything you have to my office." You thank her and take your leave. While walking home you think about how you are going to finish the job. Having the girls protest a bit, maybe hang some fliers. [[Protest Planning Meeting]]

<<set $rosa.happiness -= 5>>\ You sit down across from Rosa and take a deep breath. Internally you know what you need from her but are a little uncertain on how to approach this subject. "I think we could be mutually beneficial to each other Rosa." She looks at you questionably. "Go on" she says, taking a drink. "You see my business, as you well know of, is for the betterment of women." "Women who want to be better in that way you mean." "Exactly. It is not for you or me to decide how they should live their lives." Rosa actually looks like she agrees with what you said. "I also think we should promote women and their desires. Unfortunately not everyone will agree with me." "As with all things in life $mc.name." Rosa finishes her drink. "What is it you want exactly?" "Let me be blunt. I'm having an issue with another resident who happens to be the president of the Co-operative board for my residence. They have fined me and are now persuing eviction." "For your business?" "Yes. Due to being a startup, part of it has been run from my home. I have now purchased a building next door and am in the middle of transitioning the business over." "Sounds like you've solved your problem." "I wish. Unfortunately, they have deemed immoral women operating from my home as a reasonable offense for eviction." "So you want me to intervene?" "If you would. It would help me greatly." "I think that may be an overstep of my reach." The waiter brings Rosa another drink. "I'd like to think of it more as an opporunity to stand up for women and letting them live their lives as they want to. Not defined by some asshole who happens to live in my building." You're getting a tad bit annoyed, and can tell Rosa really does not want to deal with your issue. "Look $mc.name. Maybe I can help you, maybe I can't. I'll look into it OK? I promise. Let's just have a good time." Rosa has been looking off toward the bar the entire time she is talking to you. You can tell she has completely dismissed what you've said to her. "Hey!" Rosa yells out towards the bar. You look over and her friends are headed your way. "$mc.name you can meet some of my friends. Who knows, maybe they'll be your next customers." Rosa laughs, stands up and goes to hug her friends. Fuck. She has no interest in your problem. How the hell are you going to get her to work for you? There's only one way you are going to win this battle. Force her hand. [[Hang out with Rosa and her friends|Rosa Bar Meet Persuasion Bad 2]]

You've made your decision. You have to find a way to get her to do what you want. You continue interacting with Rosa and her friends, subtly hitting on her, touching her. She smiles and is quite interested from what you can tell. After a while both you and Rosa have a decent buzz going. She turns around to you smiling. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/2-2.jpg" height="600"> "You ever fuck a powerful woman before $mc.name?" "No." "Let's go." Rosa grabs your hand and leads you toward the door. She's extremely giddy and excited. She walks toward her car. "Come on, get in." What the hell, why not? You think to yourself. She's making this easier than you thought. Rosa drives you to her apartment; it isn't far. She pulls up in front, the valet comes out to take her keys. She lives in a ritzy building. Rosa grabs her heels off her feet and holds them. "No way am I climbing these stairs in these." You both laugh and you follow her. Once inside she heads to the bathroom. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back." You wander around the house looking at things. She has art everywhere; gorgeous pictures from her vacations. Rosa walks out of the bathroom in lingerie and heads to her bedroom. You follow her. She plops down on the bed, looking toward you. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/3.jpg" height="600"> "Well?" "Huh?" "What do you think?" "You are beautiful." Rosa smiles. "What a gentleman." She walks up to you and pushes down on the bed. Going for your pants she pulls out your cock. Rosa grabs a hold of it, tight, and pushes up your shirt. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/4.jpg" width="600"> "God I've needed to suck a cock for a while." Rosa swallows your cock. [[Lay back|Rosa Bar Meet Persuasion Bad 3]]

Rosa throats your dick for a few minutes; you can tell she enjoys it. You grab her hair and push her head down on your cock. You nearly cum. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/5.jpg" width="600"> As you push down Rosa gags, nearly making her vomit. She pushes herself off your cock and grabs your arm. "What the hell $mc.name?" You laugh. "What?" Rosa looks annoyed. You take the opportunity to show her who's boss. Grabbing her hair while she's laying on her side, you jump over and push your cock into her. Rosa moans in pleasure. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/6.jpg" width="600"> You tighten your grip in her hair as she tries to push you off. You've got a nice handfull and start pounding into her. You feel her pulsating on your cock; she can barely contain herself. "Uggghhhh" Rosa moans as she cums. Powerful women do like being controlled afterall. Rosa finally wiggles free and gets on top of you. She pushes you down smiling. "Not really my style, but felt good." <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/8.jpg" width="600"> Rosa slams down onto your cock, holding your arms down whilst riding you. You can feel your balls smashing into her ass. She wants you deep. Rosa continues to fuck for quite a while. She's got her eyes closed, completely in her own world. After a short time you are ready to cum. Rosa pops off your cock and gets on her knees ready for your load. You unleash all over her face, which she willingly accepts. It starts to drip down on to her tits. <img src="images/Rosa/Bar/9.jpg" height="600"> Rosa runs her tongue around her mouth licking up your cum. "I assume that I can expect your discretion, Mr. $mc.lastname." "Of course" you say whilst thinking to yourself Yeah right, this is perfect. She has to do anything I want now.< "Good, thank you for the good time." "It was fun Rosa. Maybe we can meet up again sometime and discuss my situation further." Rosa attempts to ignore you. "Sure $mc.name. Have a good night." You get dressed and head home. At least now you've got her in a more fragile position. While walking home you think about how you are going to finish the job. Having the girls protest a bit, maybe hang some fliers, making it more vocal will force Rosa to take your side. [[Head home and rally the girls|Protest Planning Meeting]]

<<set $june.brat += 2>>\ <<addhours 10>>\ After your night with Rosa you realize you have a chance to make a change. First thing in the morning you rally the others in the living room. "Girls! Let's go!" As they one by one walk into the living room you are bombarded with a flury of questions. Stella groans at you, perturbed at the early morning intrusion. "What are we doing $mc.name?" Sofia interjects. "Why are you waking everyone up?" Charlotte walks in, somehow looking beautiful even with her hair a mess. "Yeah, like, I need my beauty rest." June stumbles into the living room. "What the heck do you people want?" <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful") is false>>\ Hang comes over to you and whispers "What's going on?" <</if>> "Everyone relax for a second." You pick up your phone and start a call with Dani. "Hey $mc.name." "Hold on a sec Dani." You call Tan as well. "Hello?" "Hey Tan, it's $mc.name. Alright can everyone hear me?" You recieve a bunch of yeses from everyone. "OK. We have an opportunity and I need your help." Some of the girls seem interested. June clearly is not and starts listening to her music. "I've spoken with councilmember Hernandez, and if we just give this issue a little push, we can force them to act against the board. What I mean by that is I need you to be vocal about your support for women and their right to choose to do what they want. Both in life and with their bodies. Sella. Do you think you could lead the push for me on this?" "Of course." Dani speaks up. "I think I could get some of my friends to make posters too." "Let's organize as many people as we can. If we can rally a large group outside of her office, hopefully it'll force Councilmember Hernandez to help us." Everyone seems motivated except June. ''June is now much more of a brat.'' [[Start your day|Home]]

<<addhours 5>>\ It's Tan. "$mc.name, it's working! She is freaking out." Tan seems excited for you. "Perfect." "I'm hiding in the back room. I just wanted to call and tell you to keep it up." "Thank you Tan, I appreciate it." You hang up the phone. After a few more moments your phone rings from an unknown number. "Hello?" "Mr. $mc.lastname?" "Yes? Who is this?" "It's Councilmember Hernandez from the district office." <<if CheckEvent($rosa, "GoodPath")>>\ "Good Morning, Ms. Hernandez." "I've looked into your situation and I believe I can help. I will have my assistant send over the details. In short, we will send official communications to the board's president stating what he is doing is beyond his scope of power. Additionally, we will include that targeting women is wrong and should they continue pursuing this path of discrimination they will face legal repercussions." "That is very good news. But I must confess, I also have one more issue that does require your assistance." "What else could you possibly need?" "I need a variance request approved by your office. Quickly if that is a possibility." "Of course, that is an easy fix as long as it is nothing outrageous." "I assure you it is not. I look forward hearing from you and ending this issue with the board. I will get the variance request sent over as soon as possible." "Absolutely, we will send you a copy. Rosa lowers voice. "Good work on this $mc.name." A small smile breaks across your face "I'm glad you approve." "Of course I can't officially support either side for fear of bias in this issue. But it has been fun seeing you raise hell; standing up for your community. Even if it has caused me a shocking headache." Her voice raises back to she original volume, "I think that is all. Have a good day Mr. $mc.lastname." <<else>>\ You can hear other people in the room and Rosa is trying to sound official. "Good Morning, Ms. Hernandez." "I'll get straight to the point Mr. $mc.lastname. Why are there women in the streets protesting and hanging flyers around my city? I'm holding one in my hand and it has your business' name on it." "Ms. Hernandez, with all due respect, I've already asked you for help with this problem. You cannot tell these women how to live their lives. It is gender discrimination." "Look. We need to settle this and I need these protests to end." "That's great. But, we need a safe place to go, which is under threat happen until these issues are dealt with. You have the power to do that." "Fine. But I want these women off the streets within an hour Mr. $mc.lastname." "I also need a variance for our building approved Rosa." "What do you think this is $mc.name?" "Rosa, I am trying to be civil with you. I need this variance immediately." "Fine, I'll have it sent over. Now get them off the streets and take the flyers down. We support women and their desires in this office." Rosa hangs up the phone. She had to make it into a political statement. We both knew you were blackmailing her in a way. You call the girls to tell them to call it a day and remove any signs and flyers on their way back. <</if>>\ You should expect an e-mail from Rosa shortly. [[Time to head home|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($elaine, "BuildingVisit"); AddEvent($elaine, "BLCEmployee"); $ana.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "College")>>\ <<set AddEvent($ana, "StripClubText")>>\ <<else>>\ <<set AddEvent($ana, "BuildingVisit")>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "ProtestPlanning")>>\ <<set AddEvent($stella, "AnalTraining")>>\ <</if>>\ <<addmins 30>>\ You think Elaine might like to see the building as well. \ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingElainePartner")>>\ She did help you buy it after all. <<else>>\ She was very interested in it after all. <</if>>\ You give her a call to see when she would like to visit. Elaine says she is available now, so you decide to meet in five minutes. Arriving your new headquarters, Elaine is already waiting. <img src="images/Elaine/Building/Greet.jpg" height="600"> "Hello $mc.name. I must say, this is most impressive." "I'm glad you like it. Shall we?" Stepping inside, you begin to show Elaine all the aspect of the renovations, paying particular attention to the aesthetics. "I love it! The style fits well with BLC." "Yeah, I think so." "Listen $mc.name..." Elaine hesitates and looks a little uncertain. She pulls a piece of paper out of her pocket. "What's this?" "My resume. I... I wish to join Bimbo Life Coaching." You stand there for a few seconds. "This is unexpected. Why?" "Since I started with this training, meeting you and the others, I've felt happy. Happier than I have in a while. I feel it's time to start something new in life; something I enjoy for me. I have experience as our building's treasurer which would be useful. And having a fully qualified doctor in the company opens up a number of opportunities..." "I think it's a fantastic idea. I've been think we would need a vice president soon to handle finances anyway. You would be perfect for the role as both VP and company doctor." Elaine looks a bit stunned, then breaks into a big smile. "Thank you $mc.name. This will be a most interesting experience; but a fun one as well hopefully." Exiting the building together, you comment on how nice her outfit looks. <img src="images/Elaine/Building/Compliment.jpg" height="600"> "Thanks. I know it's different from my usual attire." <img src="images/Elaine/Building/Flirt.jpg" height="600"> "I thought if I am going to join BLC, I should start embracing the culture. I'll speak to you soon." She walks back to the apartment. Did Elaine just... [[Return|Building]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "BuildingVisit"); AddEvent($elaine, "BuildingVisit"); AddEvent($tiffany, "BuildingText"); $storyData.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ Now that your building is complete you decide to show it off. You call some of the girls, telling them the building is finished and asking if they would like to see. Of course all of them are excited to. You get dressed in casual attire and head to BLC's new official headquarters. On your way you stop by the liquor store and pick up a few decent bottles of wine. When you arrive, Dani is already there talking with Stella, Charlotte, your mom, and June. You walk over to the counter and set out the bottles of wine with glasses. <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Wine.jpg" height="600"> Your mom is the first to come up to you. "Hey mom." "Hey hunnie." She hugs you. "I just wanted to come give you a hug. This is amazing. I am so proud of your accomplishments." "Thanks mom." Charlotte runs over. "This is amazing Mr. $mc.lastname!. Look at this place!" "It's great right?" "I can't wait to have meetings here and have fun with the girls!" You look over and see June. "What do you think June?" June, being her bratty self blurts out "Yeah it's pretty cool, I guess. I don't really get the point though." "It's a place for my meetings and future business. As well as any meetings or get togethers you girls want to have. Kinda like a hang out spot for women." "Neato... June walks off looking at things. Your mom pipes in. "Don't mind her, it's great $mc.name." Dani walks up and gives you a hug. "Hey. This is really great $mc.name, and your family is amazing." "Thanks Dani. I am going to head out. You can hang out as long as you'd like. Just lock up when you leave." You hand your mom a spare key. You pass Stella on your way to the door. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ "This is great $mc.name. I'm going to love hanging out here." "I'm glad the new bimbo headquarters has the official approval of my bimbo MILF." Stella gives you a smile and a playful smack. <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ "The place looks great $mc.name. It's fantastic what you have achieved." "What we have achieved. Can't forget my executive coach." Stella looks at you questioningly. "I thought I was your personal assistant?" "You kind of are both. As CEO I am officially giving you a better sounding title." Stella just chuckles. <</if>>\ "Goodnight girls." They all yell back goodnight. [[Return|Building]]

<<if CheckEvent($erica, "StacyEmail")>>\ Oh My God $mc.name! I can't believe Stacy has got all the girls working out naked! I'm not surprised that she would try though. You would like that as well I bet. Things have been going really well with me. I'm healthier and feeling better about my body. I have a long way to go still, but my boyfriend has already begun spoiling me. He loves this new side of me. Anyway, thanks. Erica <<if $passageChoice is 0>>\ [[Send a reply|Erica Coaching E-mails][$passageChoice to 1]] <<elseif $passageChoice is 1>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($erica, "StacyEmail"); AddEvent($erica, "CoachingEmail"); $erica.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ Erica, Honestly, it would have been more difficult to stop Stacy. I am glad that you're getting a lot out of the training sessions. Remember, you cannot please those around you until you are pleased with yourself. - $mc.name [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>> <<elseif CheckEvent($erica, "CoachingEmail")>>\ <<set RemoveEvent($erica, "CoachingEmail"); AddEvent($erica, "MeetingFlash"); $erica.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ Hey $mc.name, I just wanna to say thanks. I've learned so much at the meetings and I've truly discovered things about myself. I am a bimbo. I love being a bimbo. I never used to think I could look pretty, or others would want me, but now I'm loving my life and my body. I bought a new dress the other day. <img src="images/Erica/NewDress.jpg" height="600"> <img src="images/Erica/NewDress2.jpg" height="600"> Maybe I should wear it to meetings sometimes. Love you $mc.name. xxx Erica [[Return|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]] <</if>>\

<<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ <img src="images/Erica/Meet.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ <img src="images/Stacy/Meet.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ <<back "Go back">>

<<addhours 1>>\ You walk over to the massage table and set out some oils. Stella pokes around and looks at the various types you have. You pat the table, motioning for her to jump up, and she starts taking off her clothes. As she unbottons her shirt your eyes are glued on her tits. <img src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/1.jpg" width="600"> "Like what you see?" "Who doesn't like a beautiful woman?" You walk over and start to help Stella undress. She embraces you and gives you a peck on the cheek. <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ "So like, how are we going to do this?" <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ "How are we going to do this?" <</if>>\ "We'll start small; you'll see. In the end I bet you will love it." There's a bag of pleasure toys next to the table. You reach in and hand Stella a vibrator. "Lay on your stomach." Stella hops on the table. As she lays down you see the buttplug in her tight looking ass. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You slowly pull on the plug; Stella moans. As you pull it out she lets out a little squeak, partly in pleasure and partly in pain. "Let's properly work the area." "Please be careful." Stella wiggles a bit. "Relax." You reach down and start rubbing Stella's asshole. You slide one finger in, then two. After a bit of warming up you've got three fingers in her ass. Stella seems to be doing very well, but you can tell she has never been fucked there before. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Continue playing with Stella|Stella Anal Training 3]]

After a short time you feel Stella is ready. Reaching down you grab a clear and green, ribbed dildo. Placing it against Stella's asshole, you slowly push it inside as she lets out a short gasp. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh! That's big $mc.name." You push it in deeper. Stella starts to roll and you grab her ass to hold her. "Fuck." You play with her a bit more, a little suprised to hear her swear. "I think you are ready." Stella laughs. "I don't." "Only one way to find out." You pull out the toy. Stella rolls over and unbuttons your pants whilst you take off your shirt. She pushes your pants down and your cock pops out fully erect. "Mmmhmmm" Stella wraps a tight grip around the base of your cock, squeezing to make the blood rush; your cock feels like it's going to explode. "I should probably lube it up, no?" Stella looks up at you, smiles, and pushes your cock to the back of her throat. It doesn't quite fit, but it's close. She opens her mouth and pushes her tongue towards the base; you've trained her well. She then lifts your cock and goes straight for your balls, giving each a kiss and sucking on them lightly. Your dick twitches with excitment. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Fuck Stella's Ass|Stella Anal Training 4]]

Stella rolls over on to her back as you walk between her legs. You slap your cock on her belly. "I don't remember your dick being so big." You laugh. Stella reaches down and grabs a hold of your cock. "Ready to get ass fucked?" "No" Stella laughs again. "Put it in." "Give me a second." She wiggles. "Alright, here we go." Stella pushes the tip of your cock into her ass. You start slowly pumping. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Stella moans. "Oh fuck, you are huge!" You keep fucking for a few minutes, making sure her ass can take it. Once she seems more comfortable you tell her to get on her knees. Stella puts her ass up in the air and you slide your cock in again. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Fuck. This... this feels good." Stella is getting into it more and more. Eventually pushing back onto your cock herself, forcing it deeper. Now for the real test. You pull out of her; she looks back at you quizzingly. You lay down and motion for her to get on top. "Come here." Stella looks nervous. "Try it." Stella mounts you. First pushing your cock towards her pussy. "Oh no, cheater." You reach down and push it to her ass, the head of your cock pops inside. "Oh" Stella moans. She settles in and starts riding your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTraining/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> It didn't take that long, but Stella has shown she can handle and actually enjoy anal. You are so proud of your first bimbo. [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "ProtestPlanning"); AddEvent($storyData, "ProtestInterview"); $storyData.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ After speaking with everyone, you sit down with Stella to see what she can do to help with the final push on Ms. Hernandez. "Stella could you maybe get some of the girls involved in the protest?" "Absolutely. I have already talked to a few of the girls from the Top Floor club. I even got the owner to sponsor some of the supplies. We've got your back." "Thanks Stella. You really are the best." "The others all feel the same way. Men like Rupert want our entertainment, but also want to treat us like dog meat." Your mind now turns to your Thursday workout group; Stacy and the girls would be another great resource. If you lose this battle the workout sessions are going to come to an end. You call Stacy while sitting with Stella. "Hey Stacy. Have you heard about what's going on?" "No, not really $mc.name. What's up?" "To give you the down and dirty the board here is trying to shut down our gym sessions saying that I can't run a business out of my home. They also did not like the "scantily clad" women coming in and out of here." "I'd tell them to kiss my ass." "Yeah, I wish I could." "You can any time you want." You both start laughing. "In all honesty though I need your help. We are trying to organize a protest and would like to push the local council to intervene. Could you maybe rally the girls together? I could make it worth your while." You laugh a bit. "Anything for you babe. I know Erica actually does some activist rights work. She may be of some help." [[Thank her and end the call|Protest Planning 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "ProtestInterview"); AddEvent($storyData, "ProtestRally"); $storyData.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 3>>\ With the protest taking place tomorrow, Elaine has managed to secure an interview with a local news group. She really has been doing a fantastic job. You need to make sure the interview sends the right message, so it might be a good idea to let one of the girls lead on this; play up how beneficial being a bimbo has been for their life. Of course, there is only one standout. "Charlotte, can you come here for a second?" She comes bounding into the living room. "Yeah Mr. $mc.lastname?" "I have an interview today to discuss the protest. How would you like to come and sell how great BLC is?" "Yeah! That sounds super cool! Let me get changed." <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Charlotte literally skips back to her room. It takes her almost an hour to get ready; typical for her routine. <<else>>\ Charlotte literally skips back to her room. On the way she passes Hang, who as been listening at the entrance. An idea strikes you. "Why don't you come along Hang?" "I don't know $mc.name. I've never... OK." A smile spreads over her face. "I think, it is time to show everyone who I am now." It takes them almost an hour to get ready; you suspect it was mostly Charlotte and her routine. <</if>>\ "Finally! Let's go before we're late." It's fortunate that you decided to hold the interview in your new headquarters. An advantage of both distance and first impressions. The news crew arrive not long after you do. "Hello Mr. $mc.lastname, my name is Greg Fredericks. Thank you for reaching out to us with this story." <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ "It's $mc.name, please. Thank you agreeing to meet with us. This is Charlotte Jackson. She will be answering most of your questions today." "I was under the impression I would be speaking with you." "Personally, I do not think there is a better person who can explain the purpose of BLC and how this whole issue has impacted us better than Charlotte." <<else>>\ "It's $mc.name, please. Thank you agreeing to meet with us. This is Charlotte Jackson and Hang Cosgrove. They will be answering most of your questions today." "I was under the impression I would be speaking with you." "Personally, I do not think there is anyone better who can explain the purpose of BLC and how this whole issue has impacted us then these two." <</if>>\ "Don't worry Greg, we're going to have a great time." Poor Greg. [[Let Charlotte take the lead|Charlotte & Hang Protest Interview]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stella, "AnalTrainingFinal"); $stella.trainingComplete to true; $stella.bimbo to 50; $stella.slut += 10; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You decide to settle down on your bed for a peaceful night of reading. The entrance of Stella however puts that idea to rest. "Good evening $mc.name." "I was hoping it would be. The women in my life however seem to have a differet goal..." You smile the whole time jokingly. Stella lies down next to you. "I'm sorry $mc.name. Could you ever forgiven this old lady." "Only if she stops calling herself an old lady." Stella rolls over and pulls up her lingerie, exposing herself. <img src="images/Stella//Training//AnalTrainingFinal/1.jpg" width="600"> "I've been practising." You look at her questioningly. "Training my ass. I think I'm pretty good at it now." "Show me." Stella rolls over and begins to rubs herself. "Could you help warm me up?" Positioning behind her, you enter Stella and begin thrusting. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTrainingFinal/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Yes $mc.name! Keep going." You would, but this isn't the purpose of the evening's fun. Instead, you flip onto your back, dragging Stella on top of you. "Wha-?" Before she can finish, you re-position your cock to her ass and push upwards. "Oh my god!" <img src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTrainingFinal/3.jpg" width="600"> Stella plays with herself as you start thrusting. Soon her moans are loud enough to be heard throughout the house. "Hey! Sounds like something fun is goin- Holy fuck mom!" Of course, it's Charlotte... <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTrainingFinal/4-Transform.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTrainingFinal/4.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ "Mr. $mc.lastname. How come I didn't know my mom is still training?" Stella's reaction amuses you; she is embarrassed by the situation but is enjoying herself too much to stop. "Sweetie, this isn't the best time... Oh yes!" You chuckle as Stella keeps fucking you. "Looks like a certain bimbo can't even stop to speak." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stella/Training/AnalTrainingFinal/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ "Yes! I am your bimbo and I love your cock in my ass." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ "You're right $mc.name. I am a bimbo and I love it." <</if>>\ Stella's moans increase as she nears orgasm. You feel you won't last long yourself. A few more thrusts and you unload in inside her, as she lets out a cry of her own release. Charlotte's eyes have not left either of you the whole time. "That was hot." She helps her mom stand, walking her to the bathroom. "I'll help you clean up." "Thank you darling." They leave you lying there in your post orgasmic bliss. [[Venture out to the kitchen|Stella Anal Final Finish]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "RupertFired"); RemoveEvent($storyData, GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]); AddEvent($storyData, "RupertLeave"); >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ What on earth is all that noise in the hallway? You walk out to see what is going on. As you round the corner you see movers coming out of Rupert's apartment. <img src="images/Rupert/Moving.jpg" width="600"> <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Well you guess he was not kidding. You turn around and see Hang looking mopey. "Hey $mc.name." "You really are leaving huh?" "Yeah. He just can't deal with it anymore. Sorry." "It's not your fault Hang, I am sorry it turned out this way." Just as you finish your sentence Rupert walks in from outside. He stares you down. "Let's go Hang, let this asshole have his brothel." Hang walks off with Rupert. You head back upstairs to your apartment and walk over to the window facing the street. "Well, he wasn't kidding. Rupert and Hang are leaving for good." June overhears and walks up to the window. "Damn bro, ruthless. So mean you made a guy move out with his wife." June laughs as she walks away. <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "College") is false>>\ Charlotte runs over to the window. "What? Why? I really liked Hang. We were supposed to be bimbo sisters." She looks quite sad. "I'm sorry Charlotte. There is nothing we can do." "Well this sucks." <</if>>\ <<else>>\ Well you guess he was not kidding. You turn around and see Hang. "Hey $mc.name." Hang looks a little frustrated. "He is really leaving then?" "I guess so. I went to talk to him, tried to rationalize with him. He just can't deal with it anymore. Maybe it is for the best." You walk over to Hang and give her a hug. "And what about you? Are you doing OK?" "I... I... Yeah. Rupert needs some time to figure things out and I am no longer part of that." Hang gives you a peck on the cheek. Rupert walks in from outside. He stares you down. "Really?" "Rupert stop." Hang looks over at Rupert; he freezes in his tracks. You can tell he still cares for her. "Go inside." She pulls you toward the door; you can tell she is trying to diffuse the situatuion. You oblige and go inside. Walking over to the window you look down at Rupert's moving truck. You see Rupert and Hang having an argument. Hang looks like she's about to burst into tears but walks inside and comes up to your apartment. As Hang walks in Charlotte sees her about to cry. "Hang!" Charlotte screams all giddy. "Cheer up. This is going to be so much fun. We are going to be the BEST BIMBO SISTERS EVER!" Charlotte practically jumps on top of Hang. Hang lets out a bit of a smile. "Oh my god I cannot wait! The sexy, perfect bodied asian godess. The blonde, bimbo queen. We are going to kill it at the clubs." Hang and Charlotte walk off together towards Charlotte's room. At least you know Charlotte will keep a smile on anyone's face. <</if>>\ [[It's finally over|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters"); AddEvent($charlotte, "BLCEmployeeStart"); AddEvent($dani, "BLCEmployeeStart"); AddEvent($elaine, "OfficeMeeting"); AddEvent($isaac, "BLCLawyerStart"); >>\ <<sethours 19>>\ <<setmins 0>>\ You've let everyone know the grand opening of the new Bimbo Life Coaching headquarters is tonight. Opening your closet you put on a rather fine blue suit; you need to look professional after all. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/mc1.jpg" width="600"> Heading out to the living room you find not a single one of the girls is ready yet. You yell that you are heading over to the building and that they can meet you there. You need to make sure everything is ready. On your way down stairs you text Dani. Hey Dani, I am heading to the building, anything you can think of we are forgetting? Ha! That's funny. I am already here. I want everything to be absolutely perfect for you :) You didn't have to do that, but thanks. I'll be there in a minute. Arriving at the front of your building, Dani opens the front door. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Dani1.jpg" width="600"> Wow. She is absolutely Stunning! You've never seen this side of Dani before. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname!" "Hello Dani, you look beautiful." Dani smiles. "Thanks! I figure even though I'm no bimbo I gotta make an impression." "You do have what it takes though." "I do huh?" You both chuckle a bit as you walk inside. <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle1.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira1.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ You look around your beautiful new building. It's clean, it's professional; and it's going to, hopefully, make you a whole lot of business. You look over at the counter and see that Dani has already set up Wine and Hors D'oeuvre's. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Wine1.jpg" width="600"> "Wow. This looks great Dani." "I thought so." Dani smiles and pops a grape into her mouth from the dish. You grab a glass of wine, and look over the length of the counter. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Wine2.jpg" width="600"> Thankfully the catering company brought over enough wine. "Alright, time to check on everything and put together the final touches." "Let's do it." Dani finishes the final preparation of the catering table as you walk around looking everything over, making any necessary adjustments; you want this to go without a hitch. [[Go to your office|Grand Opening 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($phil, "Convince"); AddEvent($phil, "Support"); >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ This is your chance. If you convince the council to remove Rupert you can solve all your problems. He overstepped. Now to take advantage of his mistakes. You walk over to Phil's apartment and knock on the door. "Hello?" "Hey Phil, it's $mc.name." Phil opens the door. "I think it's time. I want your help to remove Rupert from the board." "We've had this talk before $mc.name. If everyone else backs you, not including Rupert, I'll join them." "I know. But, like we talked about before I have gotten you that variance for your garden." You hold out the letter from the Council for Phil to take. Phil laughs, slaps you on the shoulder, and takes the letter. "My man." He begins reading over it quickly, then looks at you questionably. "How did you get this approved? I was denied multiple times." "I know some people Phil, they are stepping in. We need to remove Rupert. You should have seen the response he sent them. He won't stop until we force him to." "Look, I see what you are getting at. However, you need a unanimous vote to remove a member. If you can get Priti, Elaine, and Isaac to vote, I'll back you. You have my word." "Alright Phil. Thank you." [[Head back to your apartment|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($priti, "Convince"); AddEvent($priti, "Support"); >>\ Your next big move; try to get Priti to join in removing Rupert. This is the last big step before you can have a board meeting called. [[Call Priti|Convince Priti 2a]] [[Go in person to Priti|Convince Priti 2b][$passageChoice to 1]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "WeeklyFine"); AddEvent($storyData, "RupertFired"); AddEvent($storyData, GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]); >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Again you find yourself having to deal with Rupert's Bullshit. This time however you control the playing field. Arriving at Elaine's apartment, you ring the doorbell and hear her yell to come in. You enter the apartment, and head toward the living room area. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/1.jpg" width="600"> You enter and are greeted by Elaine. She is wearing a low-cut pink top and jeans. Not her usual professional attire but amazingly hot. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/3.jpg" width="600"> Holy shit. Stay focused, you think to yourself. "$mc.name. Sorry, I am just cleaning up some work." "Oh please, your house is beautiful and spotless." "Nonsense. This place is filthy." You're not sure what her interpretation of dirty is. You could eat off this floor. "I set up the table so we can have the meeting in the dining room, if that works for you." Elaine points over at the dining room. "That's perfect." Entering the dining room, you notice there are name cards on the table in front of the chairs. Elaine is always so organized. Thinking about it, you realize this is an opportunity to control the meeting even more. You grab the cards and organize them so it goes yourself, Isaac, Elaine, Phil, Priti, and lastly Rupert. This means you and Rupert will be sitting across from each other at the heads of the table. You pass the time discussing with Elaine about how this needs to play out. She in turn encourages you but also reminds you that not everything will always go your way. After what feels like ages the doorbell rings. You tell Elaine you will answer it and head for the door. Opening the door you find it is Isaac. He heads inside after a short greeting. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/4.jpg" width="600"> "Well guys, this is it. Let's see how this goes. Honestly, I just want this whole thing over with so we can move on." "I agree. It has been more trouble than it should have. Hopefully we can settle this once and for all with Rupert." The doorbell rings again. You head over to answer it. [[Answer the door|Rupert Board Meeting 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "StripClubRebecaText"); AddEvent($ana, "StripClub"); >>\ Hey. Ana's going to dance at the club tonight if you wanna come see how she does. We went over a few things today. She's a smart girl, quick learner too. Absolutely. I'll see you tonight. [[Home|Ana Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "StripClub"); AddEvent($ana, "HairdresserJob"); $ana.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ You arrive at the club to see how Ana is doing. As you enter, you feel the great vibe the club has tonight. You head over in the direction of the bar. <img src="images/StripClub/Bar1.jpg" width="600"> Catching the bartender's attention, you ask "Hey, is Ana here?" "Sorry bud, don't know any Ana." You look over toward the stage and see Rebeca giving a lapdance to what looks like a birthday party. <img src="images/Rebeca/Club1.jpg" width="600"> [[Approach Rebeca|Ana Dance 2]]

<<addhours 3>>\ "Hey Rebeca, where's Ana?" "She's about to come out, let me finish up here." Rebeca keeps griding on her client. She dances a bit more. You admire her work; she is quite skilled. When Rebeca is finished she goes off stage, changes clothes, and then comes back out to meet you. "Hey papi, you are just in time. I thought you were going to miss it." The music in the club changes. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Ana/Stripclub/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Ana starts dancing. She moves quite well for someone brand new. "Wow. I am actually impressed. She's doing great." The crowd is cheering. Quite a few men are throwing money up on the stage. Ana pauses griding on the pole for a moment. She makes eye contact with you and your heart pulses for a moment. You can feel your dick stiffening in your pants. She continues to dance, it almost feels like slow motion. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Ana/Stripclub/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Get it girl!" "She is quite good." "She could make a ton of money here." "No doubt." Ana spins around and lays on the stage right in front of you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Ana/Stripclub/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She looks up at you and sees your dick hard as a rock through your pants. Ana smiles and licks her fingers on the stage. "$mc.name, there is no way you are not fucking this girl right?" You laugh. "We are just friends." "Friends my ass." Ana finishes her dance and walks off the stage. The entire club is cheering. After a few moments you and Rebeca find a booth to sit and chat. Ana walks up shortly after. "Girl, you did great." "Thanks Rebeca, what'd you think $mc.name?" "It was awesome, I dare say you might be a natural." "Ha! Well, it was fun. I really don't know if this was for me though." Ana is nearly out of breath from the dance. "I really appreciate the opportunity though guys." You knew it wasn't going to last. "No problem girl, it's not for everyone." "That's alright Ana. Did you at least make some good money?" "Hell yeah. That's the first thing I did when I got back stage." You all bust up laughing. "I made $328." "Not bad for 5 minutes." "Thanks again Rebeca, it just isn't for me." "Any time you want to earn some extra cash feel free to call. We'd be glad to have you." You, Ana, and Rebeca chat for a bit. Even though she looked amazing and was quite entertaining, in the end this just was not for Ana. You walk home together at the end of the night. [[Go Home|Ana Home Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "HairdresserJob"); AddEvent($ana, "Hairdresser"); >>\ As you walk downtown you pass the Icon Salon. You think you see Ana through the window. She looks up, sees you, and waves you in. "Hey!" Ana walks over and gives you a hug. She has bright blonde highlighted hair. She looks... amazing. "Wow Ana, you look great." <img src="images/Ana/HairSalon/NewJob.jpg" width="600"> "Thank you! My girlfriend had seen a job opening so I figured what the hell, I'll give the salon a shot. They are really great. Even sending me to hairdressing school or whatever. Either way it's a great job. When I get back though send the girls over. I'll be the bimbo king's harem's hairdresser." You both laugh. "Alright well, I gotta get running. I'm really glad to see you on your feet again. I'll be sure to send the girls your way." [[Head back out|Downtown]]

<<set RemoveEvent($ana, "BuildingVisit"); AddEvent($ana, "StripClubText"); $ana.dailyEvent to false; >>\ You are really not feeling it today and just want to be lazy, but Charlotte gets a text. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname, Ana is bored. Can we go over to the new building? She can check it out and it will give us something to do." "Sure thing." You toss the keys over to Charlotte. "What? You're not coming?" "Wasn't planning on it." "Oh come on, don't be a party pooper." "What's the big deal?" "I want you to come with me. Aaaand... I've got this cute outfit I want to try out. I even bought one for Ana. She's going to look AMAZING! Trust me. You'll want to see it." Charlotte runs to her room, coming back with a bundle of clothing. "Look at this bra, and this bottom. Won't it look great on her? It so fits her complextion and body style perfectly. Oh and Mr. $mc.lastname look at this? I tried it on at the store but I'll put it on for you." Charlotte smiles at you. You really dont want to go, but you would feel bad being an ass to Charlotte. "Alright, Fine. Let's go." The both of you head out the door and down to your new building. Of course, it takes forever because charlotte has to bring her purse, her bag full of outfits and for some reason all the other damn things girls lug around. [[Head over to the building|Ana & Charlotte 2]]

<<addhours 2>>\ Whilst unlocking the building, you and Charlotte see Ana walking up, and your jaw drops. She's wearing a black dress with red socks and large, hoop earings. You've never seen Ana dressed up before; she is definitely making a statement. "Hey $mc.name. Hey Charlotte." <img src="images/Ana/AnaCharlotte/1-1.jpg" height="600"> "Ana!" "Hey Ana, you look beautiful." "Oh please. You see this beautiful, blonde bimbo? I look like shit next to her." Ana grabs Charlotte's tits. Charlotte blushes and pushes Ana away. <img src="images/Ana/AnaCharlotte/1-2.jpg" height="600"> "OMG stop Ana! You are a hot bitch. We are going to have the funnest girl's night ever." Charlotte grabs Ana's waist. "Look at this hot, sexy chick." "Alright girls." You motion for them to enter the door. <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle1.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ "Holy shit moneybags! This place is nice." "I know like, it's cool right? He's going to let us girls use it to hold meetings and stuff." "Brooklyn bimbo boss' hideout huh." Ana laughs. "Alright, alright." Ana and Charlotte walk around checking the place out. You yell that you are heading up to your office. Sitting down at your desk, you start to read your Emails. After about five minutes Charlotte walks in. "Hey party pooper. You alright?" "Yeah, was just checking my e-mail quickly." "Well, not to take you away from your work but damn, you gotta admit Ana's looking hot as hell tonight. Even I want to fuck her." You chuckle a bit. "She does look good." "I can tell by the way you look at her you two got something going on." "We don't. Do not pressure her into things Charlotte. We are good friends. Please do not ruin that." "I won't Mr. $mc.lastname. Though I did show her the stuff I bought and she is trying it on. If she likes it I'll bring her up here." "OK, I'll be here." Charlotte walks out... She seems to be acting a bit weird. [[Go back to your work|Ana & Charlotte 3]]

You begin to shut down your computer. Charlotte knocks on the door again. "Mr. $mc.lastname? You still back here?" "Yeah." Charlotte walks in wearing sexy, criss-crossed pattern lingerie. <img src="images/Ana/AnaCharlotte/2-2.jpg" height="600"> "Wow. You look amazing." "Thank you, wait till you see Ana." "What's this for?" Charlotte walks over and sits down on your couch. "Nothing in particular. Just saw it at the store and it looked cute. I had to have it." You and Charlotte chat for a few minutes about how great she looks, and that it is good she buys outfits to make herself look and feel confident. Ana quietly knocks on the door and pushes it open. <img src="images/Ana/AnaCharlotte/2-1.jpg" height="600"> "Ooooooh. Look at this sexy babe." Charlotte laughs as Ana walks inside. She's wearing a black lace and leather set. It has a cute skirt, and a leather and lace combo bra top. To top it off she's got her hair up and a matching choker on. Your dick is instantly rock hard. "Damn Ana. You look great." "Thanks. I actually kinda like it." Ana spins around. "See, when you invite your man over or something you come out of the bathroom in this and boom he's ready." Ana laughs. "Well, $mc.name. Is this sexy enough for you?" "You look ama-" Ana walks over, spins your chair and straddles you; sliding her legs around you and clenching onto you. She presses her breasts to your face and hugs you. "Please. We all know you want it. Look at that blonde over there. You can't resist. Shit, I can't even resist." They both laugh while Ana teases you. [[Flirt with the girls|Ana & Charlotte 4]]

"You two are such a tease." "Who's teasing?" Ana runs her hand down your chest, across your stomach, and down to your already throbbing cock. "Someone's excited." "Who wouldn't be?" Ana rubs back and forth, eventually gripping your cock through your pants. She looks over at Charlotte, who is already smiling. Looking at you, Charlotte sticks her finger in her mouth and runs her tongue around it. Ana giggles and slides down to the floor in front of you. "Hey." Ana rubs her hand across you again and unbuttons your pants. She gives you a devlish grin as she pulls out your cock. <img src="images/Ana/AnaCharlotte/3.jpg" height="600"> Ana starts to slowly suck your cock in front of Charlotte. "Oh fuck." You caress Ana's head as she moves back and forth. "You two look cute together." Ana continues to suck your cock while Charlotte watches. After a few minutes Ana pulls back with quite a bit of suction and you hear a loud "pop" as her lips leave your cock, causing her to giggle a bit. You start to get up, but Ana grabs a hold of your member and nearly pulls you out of your chair by it. "Mmmhmmmm" She goes back to sucking. Charlotte walks over and joins the two of you. "Can I play?" She kisses the side of your cock while still in Ana's mouth. <img src="images/Ana/AnaCharlotte/4.jpg" height="600"> Ana and Charlotte take turns sucking on the tip of your cock. Ana throats you deep and then slowly pulls back, sucking what feels like as hard as she can. You hear another audible "pop" as her lips leave you. Charlotte grabs your cock and wraps her lips around you, sucking hard. She pulls back and again hear a loud "pop". "No fair, yours was louder. Those lips are cheating devices." Charlotte laughs. "More like sucking devices." Ana runs her fingers across Charlottes lips. The two of them look at each other for a moment and then start kissing. Ana is vigerously going at Charlotte, but Charlotte hasn't forgotten about you. She keeps stroking your cock whilst she and Ana begin making out. Just watching them makes your dick twitch. Charlotte reaches down with her other hand and begins to play with Ana. It does not take long before Ana starts moaning, cumming only a few seconds later. You can't hold back and spray Charlotte with your load. "Hey!" Charlotte giggles. Without missing a beat Ana begins to kiss Charlotte again. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Ana/AnaCharlotte/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[You should leave them to enjoy this moment|Ana Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "CouncilResponse"); AddEvent($storyData, "RupertResponse"); >>\ You check your e-mail and see a message that you've been CC'd on. You decide to open it, seeing a message addressed to Rupert with an attachment. Dear Mr. Cosgrove, Please see the attached memo. <img src="images/Rupert/Letter.jpg" height="1000"> After reading the letter you realize it's time to act. But you also wonder what Rupert's response will be. It's time to get ahead of this. [[Wait for Rupert's response|Sleep Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "RupertResponse"); AddEvent($priti, "Convince"); AddEvent($phil, "Convince"); >>\ Later that evening you check your e-mail again to see if Rupert responded. <img src="images/Rupert/Email.jpg" height="600"> [[Open Ruperts Response Email|Rupert Response 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "ProtestRally"); AddEvent($storyData, "CouncilResponse"); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You spend the morning getting everything ready for the protest; there isn't much left you can do. You've rallied the girls, Top Floor is helping pay for supplies, Stacy and the girls from the workout class are going to show up, Charlotte did a interview for the media, and Dani got her sorority to help and put up posters all over campus. You are hopefull at least a hundred or more people show up. You call Dani. "Hey Dani. It's $mc.name." "Hi $mc.name, ready for the big day? Do or die right?" "Yeah, I guess so. I was going to head down to the coffee shop on 4th first. Just wanted to see if you'd like to meet up there." "Sure. I'll meet you over there." You gather your things. It's a bit cold outside so you get dressed in a nice pair of jeans and a long sleeve top. You head outside and walk to the coffee shop. <img src="images/Story/Protest/mc1.jpg" height="600"> As you walk down the street you notice a few others heading toward the downtown area. Hopefully they are going to the protest. You arrive at the coffee shop and head inside. As you look around you see quite a few women, and you notice Dani at one of the tables. She is sitting with her back to you and doesn't notice your approach. She's wearing a mid-sleeve top and red pants. You glance down; damn, has her ass always been that big? Just as you are staring she turns around and looks right at you. <img src="images/Story/Protest/dani1.jpg" height="600"> Fuck, this is awkward. Dani grins, there's no way she didn't see you looking at her ass. "Hey $mc.name" she says with a big smile. "Hey! How's it going." You try not to be awkward about it. "I'm excited for this." "Me too. Hopefully it will be a good turnout." You and Dani chat for a bit and drink your coffee. Once you are finished you head downtown to the city council building. As you are walking down the street Dani lets out a cheer. "Tell em girls!" There is a group of sorority girls that Dani seems to know marching down the street toward the council building. <img src="images/Story/Protest/1.jpg" height="600"> Dani runs up and hugs one of the girls, then comes back to you. "Those are girls from my sorority. Good turn out huh?" "It really is Dani." You're noticing a few more police than usual, and they are blocking the streets for the protest. It looks like the media plug worked. You send a quick congratulatory text to Charlotte. [[You arrive in front of the city council building|The Protest 2]]

You begin reading the reply. Boy, this is going to be good. Ms. Hernandez and the City Council, Whilst I can see how you think you are bettering the situation for the resident, you seem to not understand what is occuring. I constantly have lewd women going in and out of my building. It is essentially a brothel. I will remove the fines as requested. Expect that this issue is not over however. I will persue any means neccesary to put an end to this. Rupert Cosgrove. [[Return|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

"Hello?" "Hello Mrs. Waters, it's $mc.name $mc.lastname." "Oh, well this is unusual. What can I do for you $mc.name." "I was wondering if we could talk about the building issue... and about Rupert." "You know $mc.name, the Cosgroves and I are friends. Truthfully, I don't really care what you do with your life but I'm not going to ruin a friendship for someone I don't know. I am sorry." "But Priti, we both know-" Priti hangs up the phone on you. [[Convince Priti 2b][$passageChoice to 2]]

<<addmins 30>>\ You knock on the door to Priti's apartment. "Hello? Who is it?" <<if $passageChoice is 1>>\ "Hello Mrs. Waters, it's $mc.name $mc.lastname from your building." "What can I do for you $mc.name?" "I was wondering if we could talk about the building issue... and about Rupert." "You know $mc.name, the Cosgroves and I are friends. Truthfully, I don't really care what you do with your life but I'm not going to ruin a friendship for someone I don't know." <<elseif $passageChoice is 2>>\ "Mrs. Waters, it's $mc.name. I think we really should talk about this." "And why do you think my answer would be any different in person?" <</if>>\ Priti looks nearly shocked that you would even think she would support you. "Well Mrs. Waters. I wanted to let you know about the city council's involvement. I just wanted to get you on board for what is best for Rupert." "And how would you know what is best for Rupert?" Priti looks at you almost angry. "The council has already taken action. We both know Rupert won't stop when he sets his vengenace on something." "I wouldn't call it vengenace." Priti motions to you, but you can tell she knows he's crazy. "You know what I mean Mrs. Waters." "Look, he can be hard-headed. But he is a good person." "I understand that. But if he continues these actions he is going to get himself a lawsuit and maybe even more repercussions." "So you want me to what? Talk to him?" "I think we are past that. I want to remove him from the board as president. He's overreached and made us all look foolish." "I don't know $mc.name..." "Priti, it's best for all of us, including Rupert. If we allow him to continue this he's going to get himself and the board into trouble." "I will talk to him $mc.name." Now's your chance push her into a corner. "It's too late for that Priti. We have to act." "I can't $mc.name. He is my friend." "I need you onboard with this Priti. Please make the right decision." You spend some time explaining the situation in detail, including the council's decision and memo. "Fine $mc.name. I will talk to him. But if he will let it all go he stays on the board, yes? If not... I guess I will support you in the vote." "Alright. Thank you Priti." "Good day $mc.name." You head back to your apartment. You all know Rupert will not let this go. This is a done deal, and with Priti and Phil's votes you can finally usurp Rupert. You give Elaine a call, asking her to set up another Co-Op board meeting, but this time meet at Elaine's apartment. You want to take Rupert out of his comfort zone. She agrees and sends out the request to all members. The next meeting will be held on Wednesday at 9pm. [[Head back to your apartment|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

The girls have already beaten you to the kitchen. Stella has put on a lovely silk robe and is relaxing against the bar as Charlotte bombards her with questions. "I think you should give your mother a break Charlotte." "Aww, but I really wanna know all about it!" "I'll tell you later darling." Opening your wine cabinet, you select a bottle of champagne and proceed to uncork it. "What is the champagne for?" <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ Pouring three glasses, "Well, you were my first client, and the first bimbo to join BLC. As far as I can recall however, you never had a graduation. So here is to Stella Jackson, the first bimbo and BLC extraordinaire, now 'officially' graduated." <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Pouring three glasses, "Well, you were my first client, and the first bimbo to join BLC. As far as I can recall however, you never had a graduation. So here is to Stella Jackson, the first bimbo and BLC's executive coach, now 'officially' graduated." <</if>>\ "Yayy mom!" Stella blushes as she sips her drink. After the toast the three of you settle down for a relaxing evening reminiscing how far you all have come. [[Go to sleep|Stella Home Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<img src="images/Elaine/Partner.jpg" height="600"> <h2>Elaine Kennedy</h2> You first met Elaine as the treasurer of the Co-Op board. She has left her career as a doctor to become VP of Bimbo Life Coaching. Her keen intellect and dedication make her perfect for the position. The fact that she is gorgeous and flirtatious is a bonus. <h4>Body</h4> <<if $elaine.transformLevel is 1>>\ <<else>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters")>>\ Elaine has big, fake tits. <<else>>\ Elaine has big, 'natural' tits. <</if>>\ Elaine has a big, natural ass. Elaine has large, natural lips. <</if>>\ <h4>Training</h4> <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "BimboPath")>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="elaine-bimbo-meter" @value="$elaine.bimbo" max="50">$elaine.bimbo</progress> <<if $elaine.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<elseif $elaine.bimbo gte 36>>\ <<elseif $elaine.bimbo gte 26>>\ <<elseif $elaine.bimbo gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="elaine-slut-meter" @value="$elaine.slut" max="50">$elaine.slut</progress> <<if $elaine.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $elaine.slut gte 36>>\ <<elseif $elaine.slut gte 26>>\ <<elseif $elaine.slut gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="elaine-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$elaine.exhibitionist" max="50">$elaine.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $elaine.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $elaine.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<elseif $elaine.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<elseif $elaine.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="elaine-happiness-meter" @value="$elaine.happiness" max="5">$elaine.happiness</progress> <<switch $elaine.happiness>>\ <<case 5>>\ <<case 4>>\ <<case 3>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<case 1>>\ <</switch>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BLCHeadquarters") is false>>\ You should deal with the current issue before speaking more with Elaine about her new position. <<elseif CheckEvent($elaine, "OfficeMeeting")>>\ Now that Elaine is working with you, it would be a good idea to go over the books with her. The weekend seems to be the best time. <<else>>\ This is the end of Elaine's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

You have to ackowledge that when Charlotte sets her mind to something, she becomes a force of nature. You hardly have to say a word; in fact, barely anyone else can get a word in. "...and I don't think I would have ever discovered who I really was without Mr. $mc.lastname..." Beginning to zone out, you are interrupted by your phone ringing. "Excuse me for a minute." "...and it's so unfair that they're doing this..." Stepping into your office, you answer, "Hello?" "$mc.name, it's Isaac. I have some news about that garden extension you want to put in." "Is it legal?" "Abselutely. All you would need is a variance from the council, and that is simply applying for a permit. Should only take a few weeks." "I might be able to speed that up. Thanks for that Isaac. I'll call you later." <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful") is false>>\ <<set AddEvent($hang, "NameChange")>>\ Hanging up, you find Hang standing in the doorway. "Not answering questions?" "Charlotte is speaking enough for both of us." "That sounds like Charlotte," you chuckle. It looks like something is bothering Hang. "You called me Hang Cosgrove." "Isn't that your name?" <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ "Cosgrove is Rupert's name. I want to go back to my maiden name of Duong. And it would be weird for my boyfriend to keep using his name." She says the last part with a bit of uncertainty. "And I wouldn't want my girlfriend to feel weird" you say, giving her a kiss. Hang beems at you. <<else>>\ <<set AddEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ "Cosgrove is Rupert's name. I want to go back to my maiden name of Duong. And it would be weird for the man I love to keep using his name." Hang quickly stops talking, her mouth dropping open and a panicked look on her face. After a pause you reply "And I couldn't be more proud of my girlfriend." Somehow, Hang manages to look even more shocked. Then she bursts into a smile and starts peppering you with kisses. <</if>>\ "Time to get back I think." <</if>>\ Arriving back, you find Charlotte has completed explaining everything that has been going on and has moved on to other topics. "...I always knew I liked showing off but doing it in front of a camera makes it extra exciting..." "Charlotte, I think they might have enough now." A look from Greg makes it clear he was starting to agree. "OK Mr. $mc.lastname." "Do you have anything else you need Greg?" "I don't think so $mc.name. Thank you again for this story." "If anything else comes up you will be the first to know." "I look forward to it." You escort Greg and his team to the door. "Don't be a stranger Greg." After they had left she turns to you. "He was kind of cute wasn't he." Charlotte will always be Charlotte, you think to yourself. [[Head home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<addhours 1>>\ As you come around the corner there are at least a few hundred people; mostly young women. The turn out from the college and businesses is better than you could have hoped. There are people holding posters and signs, the walls are plastered with women's rights posters. There is no way Rosa can ignore you now. You look toward the council building. <img src="images/Story/Protest/3.jpg" height="600"> "Wow. I did not expect this many people." "Me neither Dani, thank you so much for helping." "Of course." Dani smiles at you. "I'll come find you in a bit, going to go say hi to some of my friends OK." "No problem." Dani walks off and you continue down the street. As you navigate the heart of the protest there are people chanting slogans for women's equality and an end to slut shaming. <img src="images/Story/Protest/2.jpg" height="600"> It does not take long until your phone starts ringing. [[Answer the phone|Call from Ms. Hernandez Office]]

<<addhours 2>>\ It is Phil and Priti. Phil dressed in jeans and a hoodie, exchanges greetings and shakes your hand before walking in. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/5.jpg" width="600"> Priti gives you an odd look, suprisingly she looks quite attractive. It's nearly impossible to read her though. Is she mad at you? Nervous? Or just annoyed she has to make a decision. You give her a greeting, which she acknowledges and then heads inside. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/6.jpg" width="600"> There is only one left, Rupert. With the rest of the group inside you are all chit chatting, avoiding the topic on hand. Rupert finally arives. You make sure you are the one that answers the door. As you open the door Rupert stammers for a second, taken back by already having to face you. He looks right past you at the group and awkwardly walks past without even acknowledging your presence. He's got that fake smile going as he walks up to the table. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/7.jpg" width="600"> <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Suprisingly, Hang was standing by his side. If only she knew how crazy her husband really is. You give Hang a "hello" hug and walk her toward the rest of the board members. <</if>> [[Start the meeting|Rupert Board Meeting 3]]

As you walk up Elaine speaks first. "Well everyone, should we get the meeting started?" You all take your seats at the table. <img src="images/Story/CoOpBoard/2.jpg" width="600"> Elaine clears her throat and begins to speak. "First, I want to thank everyone for coming. I hope we can all move forward after this meeting. I want to clear the air and just let everyone know that I don't believe any of us have hard feelings for anyone else. Let's be adults and solve this issue. $mc.name? You requested this meeting to discuss the events of the previous one." "Yes Elaine. Thank you for inviting us to your home, and I agree we should all look to move past this. Let's move right into the issues at hand shall we. The fines raised against me must now be removed." You pull out the printed memo from the city council. "The city has gotten involved and mandated that I be excused of any fees or penalties." Priti looks at you suprised. She glances back toward Rupert who is now stewing. You can tell he's about to explode. "I also just want to clear the air and explain that we all knew this was not right from the outset. I've done nothing wrong here." That'll do it. Rupert stands up. "This is insane. Are you all for real? How are we even letting this happen? Who are you fucking over on the council." The entire room gasps. <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Hang yells out "Rupert!" <</if>>\ Isaac is the first to address him. "That is enough, Rupert. You do not need to be talking like that here. We understand you are angry but you handled this the wrong way." "I absolutely did not. This is absurd, we literally have a damn brothel running in our building." The entire group is now riled up, trying to calm him down. Everyone is almost shouting over each other. "Alright, Alright!" You yell out. "Everyone, please." Everyone quiets down. "I would like to propose a motion to the board." Rupert blurts out "What on earth could you want now, more fines?" "For acting recklessly, being unprofessional and demeaning to women, and for violating tenants rights, I move a vote to the board to remove Rupert Cosgrove, not only as president, but as a member of this board." "Oh, come on. That is preposterous!" "We can move left to right around the table. I vote yes." Isaac votes next. "Yes, I am sorry Rupert. But this has gone too far." Elaine looks over at Phil who now looks nervous. He said he would only vote if all the others did, but you staged it so he had to vote before Priti. Phil clears his throat. "Hmm umm." Phil takes a deep breath. He looks over at you annoyed. "You know, I don't really agree with any of this." Elaine interjects. "You have to vote Phil. Do what is right." Phil looks toward Elaine. "Yeah, I guess." "Is that a yes, Phil?" "Yes." Phil sighs. Alright, you're almost there. Lastly is Priti. "Priti, what is your vote?" "You know, I've known almost all of you for quite a while. I can not really believe we are having this vote. Rupert is a good person. I think this is pretty absurd to tell you all the truth." Rupert slaps his hand down on the table. "Yes! Enough is enough. I've had enough of this bullshit. You live here, but that does not mean you can have women running about half naked running some strip club or escort business out of your apartment. These women need a husband, a real man to keep them in check and teach them how to act proper." "Rupert that is enough." "No, this is insane. Society is far too caught up in flaunting women. They can't just run around here with their breasts out. I am tired of women just thinking they can sleep with everyone and run around like they own the place. I have a family too. You are done $mc.lastname." Everyone is just staring at Rupert. "Rupert sit down." Rupert looks at Priti shocked. "You know, I've know you for a long time. But you don't get to decide what women do with their lives or how they act. While I disagree with what Mr. $mc.lastname is doing, if it is legal, it's legal. That means there is nothing more we can do about it. But what I do care about more than that is the way you are acting Rupert. You've gone too far. I am really sorry." Priti looks toward the floor. "I vote yes. Now can we please all move on." <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Faithful")>>\ Rupert stands up. "Well. Fuck you, $mc.lastname. You all can have this fucking shithole of a building. I am moving out." Rupert stands up and starts to march off. "Let's go Hang." "I am sorry everyone." Hang lowers her head and follows Rupert out the door. Rupert storms off and slams the door on his way out. <<else>>\ Rupert stands up. "Well. Fuck you, $mc.lastname. You all can have this fucking shithole of a building. I am moving out." Rupert stands up and storms off, slamming the door on his way out. <</if>>\ There is a silence until you finally speak. "Thank you everyone for your time. I apologize that this got some people riled up but it had to be settled. Now we can all go back to living our own lives." Everyone else begins to exit the apartment. [[Head home|Home Activities][$eventSleep to true]]

You've now spoken with Stella and Stacy about the protests, but you still do not have enough bodies to make the situatuion seem as dire as you need it to. You decide to contact Dani and try to involve the college campus. "Dani? Hey." "Oh hi $mc.name!" "Remember the talk the other day about rallying support for BLC?" "Yeah?" "Do you think you could rally up some of the college girls. Maybe push the women's rights movement?" "Oh for sure. I even made a poster already. I think I can get more girls to come too. The sorority girls will absolutely get involved." "Awesome Dani, Thank you." "Any time. Just let me know what you need $mc.name." Hanging up, you think what else can you possibly prepare for. Getting the local media involved would be a blow to the council. But who has that kind of influence? You call Elaine. "Elaine? It's $mc.name." "Oh hello." "I need to ask you a favor. We have a lot of support for our cause, but need something to compel the council to act faster. You wouldn't happen to have some media contacts would you?" "Actually, I might. Leave it with me and I'll see what I can do." "Thanks Elaine." You hang up the phone and look at Stella, taking a deep breath. "Not sure what more I can do." "Not sure there is more you can do. I hope this works out $mc.name. For all of us." With that you end the preparations for the protest. You spend the next hour wondering if this will enough to make Rosa act. [[Finish planning for the day|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

You walk out into the hallway to see what is going on. As you walk around the corner you see movers coming out of Rupert's apartment. Thank god that asshole is moving out. You head back upstairs with a smirk and a slight sense of victory. Once back in your apartment you pop a bagel into the toaster and make some coffee, taking a sip as the delicious aroma fills the air. Strolling over to the window facing the street you take a few more sips of your coffee. Looking out you see the moving truck on the street with a few movers packing up what looks like Rupert's things. After a few moments Rupert strolls out; he looks frustrated and angry. He points and snarls a bit at the moving crew as they load up his furniture. He looks up toward the building and notices you in the window. He scowls as you raise your mug in a smug way, a devilish grin on your face. Rupert storms back inside as you continue to watch the results of your sweet victory. "What are you doing up so early?" You are startled by Hang. She walks toward you dressed in lingerie from last night. "Oh just woke up, wanted some coffee." "You left me in bed all alone, it got cold." Hang makes a shivering sound. "What are you looking at?" "Nothing. I want to look at you." Hang smiles. "Look at you mr." She points at your crotch. Your dick is fully erect, poking out of your robe. "Looks like I could use your help." Hang kneels down on the floor in front of you."I guess so." She slides her index finger into her mouth, drawing it out slowly. "Are you going to fuck my mouth?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Dream/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Come here" you demand, pulling out your cock. "Mmmmm!" Hang moans as she slides her hands over your cock and wraps her lips around the tip, only tasting it with her tongue. She smacks her lips together and gives you a naughty smile. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Dream/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Hang has gotten so good at sucking cock, she deserves an award. She continues to move her mouth back and forth, occasionally sliding her hands down over your balls. It gives you a little tingle. The periodic gulps as she slams her face down on your cock are making you insatiable. Her hair gets stuck in her mouth and she backs up to spit it out. "Ugh. Damn it." Hang pulls her hair back and holding it up goes right back to business. You take a moment and look out the window. A mover has noticed the two of you and is staring, slack jawed. Should you stop Hang? Fuck no. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Dream/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> It doesn't take long and Hang can tell you are about to cum. She slowly slides her mouth all the way off your cock. Reaching up, she grabs the tip of your cock and lifts it away from her face. She runs her tongue down to the base of your cock and starts sucking on your balls. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Dream/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Oh shit." "Cum for me baby. Cum on my face." Hang swallows your balls and starts stroking your cock even harder. She can tell you are about to blow. Pulling back, she grabs her tits and waits. You explode, rope after rope of cum shooting to glisten on her face in the sunlight. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Dream/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Holy crap!" "Yes! Yes baby!" Hang giggles and runs her tongue around her lips licking up as much cum as she can. You look out the window and see Rupert standing next to his truck, also staring at you. <img src="images/Hang/Dream/6.jpg" width="600"> Hang stands up and Rupert realizes it was her. His face goes beat red. You raise your glass to him once again. Rupert smashes the lamp that was in his hands on the ground, and with a loud crash it catches Hang's attention. She looks over, now realizing you were in front of the windows. "Oh my god." Hang looks out the window. "Oh my god!" Her face is covered in cum as she stands openly in the window wearing lingerie. She catches a glimpse of Rupert "Is that..." She quickly realizes what you just did as she saw you raise your glass. "You asshole!" Hang runs off. You turn towards the window again and see Rupert. With a smirk on your face... you wake up and realize it was all a dream. Your underwear is soaked through with cum. Fuck. [[Start your day|Rupert Leaves]]

<<addhours 1>>\ You head up to your office to tidy up a bit, as you know everyone will want to check the place out. Once finished you head back downstairs just in time as your family arrives. Your mom, Charlotte, and June walk through the door. Your mom yells out to you and runs over in her dress and high heels. She looks... hot. <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Sofia1-2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Sofia1-1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>> "$mc.name! I am so proud of you. Look at this place. I know I already saw it but oh my god, c'est fantastique. You are going to do great!" Sofia hugs you. You hug her back hoping she dosn't feel the bulge in your pants that just stiffened. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ Charlotte comes up to you."I am really happy for you Mr. $mc.lastname! I cannot wait to be the best bimbo here!" Charlotte is wearing a gorgeous white dress that accentuates her cleavage. She's also carrying a diamond encrusted purse, quite a nice touch. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Charlotte1-2.jpg" height="600"> "I'm sure we will have a lot of fun. You look beautiful as always." <<else>>\ Charlotte comes up to you. "I am really happy for you Mr. $mc.lastname! I know I've been busy with college, but I hope I can be more involved. This looks amazing." <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Charlotte1-1.jpg" width="600"> "I'm sure we can work something out. You look beautiful as always." <</if>> Charlotte blushes. "Thanks." As Charlotte saunters away, you watch her tight ass shakes back and forth. Your mom makes a throat clearing noise. "June! Come say hello to your brother." You turn around as June walks through the door, giving you a cordial hug once she reaches you. "Congrats bro." "Thanks June. There are some of Dani's friends coming, maybe you could make some friends." As soon as June realizes what you are saying she spins around and starts walking off, "Uhhh huh" twirling her little wallet in the air. Sofia injects. "That girl, sometimes I swear." "It's fine mom." More and more people begin to arrive, you can tell it's nearly a full house. You look at your watch and realize it's time to hit it off. Walking over to the front counter and catering table, you yell out. "Everyone. Everyone!" The groups of people quiet down, you look around and see so many people, both that you know and have never met. "Don't choke!" You look over and see Ana and Charlotte together. They both start laughing and you smile. "I just wanted to thank everyone for coming out tonight. If you don't know, we've had many trials just getting this place started. But in the end, everything worked out. I want to give a big thanks to my family and friends, and also to Dani. She's been enthusiastic from the get go, getting this place put together." Everyone starts clapping. "One last thing, Have fun tonight! Beer and wine are on tap, and there are mountains of food for everyone. Again, thank you!" The room fills with cheers and applause. [[Look around the room|Grand Opening HUB]]

You walk away from the center of attention and notice groups of people have started to form. It's only polite to talk to everyone. <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CharlotteTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to Charlotte|G.O. Charlotte]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "AnaTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to Ana|G.O. Ana]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "DaniTalk") is false>>\ [[Look for Dani|G.O. Dani]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "DesignerTalk") is false>>\ <<if $elle.met>>\ [[Talk to Elle|G.O. Designer]] <<elseif $kira.met>>\ [[Talk to Kira|G.O. Designer]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HangTalk") is false>>\ <<if ($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ [[Go look for Hang|G.O. Hang & Tan]] <<else>>\ [[Go look for Tan|G.O. Hang & Tan]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "IsaacTalk") is false>>\ [[Go find Isaac|G.O. Isaac]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "ElaineTalk") is false>>\ [[Go find Elaine|G.O. Elaine]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "SofiaTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to you mom|G.O. Sofia]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "GuestsTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to guests|G.O. Guests]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "DFTalk") is false>>\ [[Chat with Dani's friends|G.O. Dani's Friends]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "StacyTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to Stacy|G.O. Stacy]] <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "StellaTalk") is false>>\ [[Talk to Stella|G.O. Stella]] <</if>>\ ''WARNING: Once you head up to your office the event will come to an end!'' [[Head up to your office|G.O. Office]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "CharlotteTalk")>>\ You walk over to Charlotte. "Hey Charlotte." Charlotte turns to you. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Charlotte2-2.jpg" width="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Charlotte2-1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ Damn she's sexy, you think to yourself. "Oh hi Mr. $mc.lastname." "I've been meaning to tell you, just $mc.name. I think we're close enough now." Charlotte giggles at your lame joke. "I wanted to talk to you about something." "Yeah?" "I mean we can talk about specifics later, but I think you would be perfect as the official face of BLC." Charlotte smiles. "You-" "Yes, Yes, and YES!" You laugh a bit. "You didn't let me finish. You can earn some money from advertisements and interviews. I think it would be great for you." "I've got some great ideas $mc.name. We are going to take over the world." "I hope so!" That went great, hopefully it works out. You head back toward the lobby area. [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "AnaTalk")>>\ You finally see Ana hiding over in the corner talking to Charlotte. She's wearing a cute black dress with white and black heels. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Ana1.jpg" height="600"> "Hey!" "Hey bimbo master." "That again?" "Oh my bad, kingpin. Bimbo Kingpin." You both laugh. Ana stands up and gives you a friendly hug. "Thanks for coming out." "Yeah, I wouldn't miss this. Though I'll be honest I was hoping you'd choke during your speech." She starts laughing. "That's not nice." You know she's kidding though. "For real though, congrats. This is dope." "Thanks Ana." You feel a little more motivated. [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "DaniTalk")>>\ You walk up to Dani, who is chatting with some of her friends by the bar. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Dani2.jpg" height="600"> "Hey Dani." "Oh hey Mr. $mc.lastname." "I wanted to let you know I really appreciate what you've done." "You don't have to keep thanking me Mr. $mc.lastname. I like doing it." "Well, I was thinking about it and I'd like you to work for me. That is, I'd like you to work for BLC." "Oh my god! Yes! But I'm still in college and stuff. Though I think I'd like to do both maybe." "Both? It would just be when you are able to for the moment." "Yeah, both. Maybe work here a bit. Earn some free coaching sessions, you know." Dani looks up at you smiling. "Absolutely." "Alright. That sounds awesome. But don't worry with that stuff tonight Mr. $mc.lastname. Go have fun with your guests. And these girls, they may be your new customers. You never know." Dani chuckles a bit and goes back to talking to her friends. [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "DesignerTalk")>>\ <<if $elle.met>>\ You see the designer Elle showed up. You head over to greet her. She's wearing a super modern and sexy white dress. She might be the best dressed in this building. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Elle1.jpg" height="600"> "Elle." "Hello Mr. $mc.lastname." "I'm glad you came. I hope you are enjoying yourself." "I am, thanks. This is quite a crowd you've brought in here." "More than I expected." <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Elle2.jpg" height="600"> Elle reaches up and rubs her neck, smiling at you. "Maybe I'll just have to stop by some time and see what this is all about..." "Any Friday you'd like." "I'll remember that." You laugh a bit and head back toward the lobby. Was she just flirting with you? <<elseif $kira.met>>\ You see the designer Kira showed up. You head over to greet her. She's wearing casual clothes, but but some really cute heels. The result does not look too out of place. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Kira1.jpg" height="600"> "Kira." "Hello, Mr. $mc.lastname." "I'm glad you came. I hope you are enjoying yourself." "I am, thanks. More people here than I expected to be into this kind of thing." She looks surprised. "It's the new thing." "Uh huh. Well, whatever it is you are doing clearly you are doing it right." "Thanks, I guess?" You awkwardly end the conversation and head back to the lobby area. <</if>>\ [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "HangTalk")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ You walk around a bit and see Hang and Tan talking together. "Hey you two, I've been looking for you." <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Hang1.jpg" height="600"> "Hey!" Hang plays with her hair. "It's about time you paid some attention to us." Tan glares at you jokingly. All three of you start to laugh. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Tan1.jpg" height="600"> "Sorry. I guess I am popular now." "You are still a dork, we all know the truth." You can tell Hang is flirting with you. "I just wanted to come and say hi. I appreciate what you've done and all the support for me." <<else>>\ You walk around a bit and see Tan talking with some people. "Hey, I've been looking for you." "It's about time you paid some attention to me." Tan glares at you jokingly. You both start to laugh. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Tan1.jpg" height="600"> "Sorry. I guess I am popular now. I just wanted to come and say hi. I appreciate what you've done and all the support for me." <</if>>\ "Happy to help, though I am not sure how happy Rosa is with you." Tan giggles. "Another day, another problem. That is for tomorrow's me." "True story." "Have a good night, I'll check on you later." [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "IsaacTalk")>>\ You see Isaac walking by. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Isaac1.jpg" height="600"> "Isaac. Hey." "Oh good evening $mc.name. I was looking to congratulate you." "Thanks. Want to come up to my office away from this noise real quick. Have a drink and chat?" "Lead the way." You walk up to your office, chatting on the way. You open the door and he takes a seat on the couch. You walk over and pour two glasses of whiskey. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Isaac2.jpg" width="600"> "Thank you. So this is where you hide the good stuff." "Out of sight, out of mind." You take a seat. "Well Isaac. First, thanks for your help with all of this." "My pleasure $mc.name." Isaac takes a sip. "Ah." Isaac smacks his lips. "That's good." "I wanted to offer you a proposition. I've been thinking BLC might need official legal representation. You've already seen the trouble I've had to deal with. I'd rather be prepared than not." "Smart, but these things can get expensive." "I know. But I think you are the right person for the job." The two of you chat a bit more about the specifics, to include what you need and how you will be represented. "Alright, how about this. I'll set up a meeting to bring you on as a client of my firm. I will be the one managing your portfolio of course. In the meantime, send me any legal issues you have immediately. It's best to get ahead of things than find out when it's too late." "For sure. I'll contact you as soon as possible." You take a sip of your whiskey. "Cheers." You raise a glass to Isaac, and you both clink your glasses together. "Cheers." The two of you chat a bit more then head back downstairs. [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "ElaineTalk")>>\ You notice Elaine standing by the bar. She looks stunning in a white dress that releaves more than you have ever seen of her. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Elaine1.jpg" height="600"> "Hello Elaine." "Good evening $mc.name. This is very impressive." "Thanks. To be honest I can't believe we've come this far. It all just started as a stupid fantasy." "You're selling yourself short. You have a passion few possess. It's one of the reasons I joined BLC." "I'd say the same about you. Your life has been one big success story." A melancholy look crosses Elaine's face. "Not a complete success. It's been a long time since I have truly had some fun in my life. So if teaching bimbos is just a stupid fantasy, why can't I join in?" You smile at her. "Why not? You're doing pretty well with that dress. You look absolutely gorgeous in it." Your comment makes Elaine blush. "Thank you. It's something new. I like it." <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Elaine2.jpg" height="600"> As Elaine strikes a bit of a pose, you notice something. "Wait... Elaine, when did you get your tits done?" You blurt it out before thinking, and your face begins to pale at what you just said. Elaine however just smirks. "I had a youth as well $mc.name. I might tell you about it some time." She leaves you standing at the bar, a bit stunned. [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "SofiaTalk")>>\ You walk around looking for your mom, just to check on her. You see her chatting with some women over on the sofas. <<if $sofia.transformLevel is 1>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Sofia2-2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Sofia2-1.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ "Hunnie!" "Hey mom." Sofia takes a big drink out of her wine glass. "This is a great party, and this wine!" "Don't drink too much mom." The other women chuckle a bit. They are all already tipsy. "Oh viens $mc.name!" Sofia reaches out for your hand and tugs you toward the sofa. "Not now mom." "You are such a party pooper!" Sofia takes another drink. "Amuse-toi!" She's been speaking in French a lot more recently, you should ask her about it later. "I just wanted to check on you mom, I'll be back..." [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "GuestsTalk")>>\ You stroll around the event, making sure to say hello and greet everyone. You notice some ladies having a good time and decide to introduce yourself. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Skylar1.jpg" height="600"> "Good evening ladies." "Good evening, Mr?" "$mc.lastname, $mc.name $mc.lastname." "Of course, you gave that speech earlier." "Yes that was me." The blonde one speaks up. "I'm skylar. This is Melonie." She reaches out and shakes your hand. "Nice to meet the two of you." "You as well." You and Skylar begin to chat about the event. "So like, do you have workout classes here? Or what exactly is it you do?" "I do have a workout session that is held in my home gym, which will be moved here very soon. But we offer life coaching, not just a get fit scheme. It is a total body and mind concept." "That sounds pretty cool. Any chance you could get me in shape?" "I am a firm believer you can do anything if you are commited." "Alright. So when are these classes?" "The gym classes? Thursday at 6 pm." "Perfect. I'll be at the next one. Let's see if you can turn this girl into a goddess. I've got my doubts." She starts laughing. You are unsure if she really grasps what she is getting into. Either way she wants to get healthier and workout so why not. Only the future will tell. You finish chatting with Skylar and Melonie about BLC and how it works. Once you are done you decide to head back to the party. [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "DFTalk")>>\ As you walk around you see a group of college girls, those must be Dani's friends. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/DF1.jpg" width="600"> "Hello Ladies." The girls all turn toward you. "Hello. You're the one this party is for right?" "I guess. More like I am the one who threw the party." The girls laugh. "Well it's great, thanks for letting us come. And this place is cool, we'll have to come check it out when you open." "That'd be great. Have fun tonight." You start to walk away and see June getting asked something and her arm getting pulled on by some guy. Not tonight buddy. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/June3.jpg" width="600"> "Hey June." June turns toward you, swatting at the guy's arm, finally driving him away. "You good?" "Yeah, just some guy. I met Dani's friends. they are nice." "Good, stay inside alright?" "Alright." [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "StacyTalk")>>\ You see Stacy over at the bar with her friend. They both look a little... tipsy. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Stacy1.jpg" width="600"> "Hello ladies." "Hey! Andria this is $mc.name. He's the guy who owns the place we work out." "Oh hi, I've heard a lot about you." "I hope nothing bad?" "Of course not, just good workout stories." You begin to blush a little. "We do put in some good workouts." Stacy pokes her ass out a bit, making your dick twitch. "Ain't that right daddy?" Stacy moves closer to her friend, reaches round and grabs her ass. Andria does the same. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Stacy2.jpg" height="600"> "What do you think $mc.name? Does my booty need a good workout too? Like this one?" She squeezes and slaps Stacy's ass. "Come on daddy. Work us out." Stacy knows what she's doing to you. "Alright girls, I think you've had enough to drink." You have a raging hard-on. How the hell are you going to hide this wearing this suit? You motion for the bartender to slow down their drinks. He raises a glass to you laughing. You break away and quickly make your exit. "Aww, I guess next time daddy. She'll just have to be mine for tonight." God, why are you walking away from this? [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "StellaTalk")>>\ You see Stella in the lobby area sitting in a chair. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Stella1.jpg" height="600"> "Stella!" Stella looks up and smiles at you. "You look quite nice." "Thank you $mc.name." "Have you eaten?" "Yes thank you." "Alright, need a drink or anything?" "No, I'm good. This is really great though $mc.name. I'm so happy for you." "Thanks, Stella. That means a lot." "Just don't forget about me alright?" "Never. You'll always have a place in my home and in my heart. We're in this together." Stella hugs you. "Go get em." She turns you around and smacks your ass. [[Head back to the lobby|Grand Opening HUB]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "AnaTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "CharlotteTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "DaniTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "DesignerTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "DFTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "ElaineTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "GuestsTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "HangTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "IsaacTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "SofiaTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "StacyTalk"); RemoveEvent($storyData, "StellaTalk"); >>\ <<addhours 4>>\ As the party atmosphere unwinds you head up to your office to take a short break. It's going to take forever to clean all of this up. Though most of the people have left, a few groups still hang around. <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle1.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira1.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ You trudge up the stairs. It's a nice feeling to know people support you. It gives you a good outlook for the future. You finally reach your office and plop down in your sofa. <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle3.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira3.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ It feels great to take a load off. You sit back relaxing, looking at the ceiling and close your eyes. [[You fell asleep|G.O Office 2]]

You are startled by a knock at the door. You sit up a bit as the door pushes open. It's Dani. Damn, you forgot how good she looks in that dress. "Hey Dani" you moan as you reposition on the sofa to sit up. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Dani2.jpg" height="600"> "Hi Mr. $mc.lastname." Dani is standing there with a glass of wine. She walks over to your whiskey cabinet and starts to pour you a drink. She walks over to you smiling and hands you the glass. "Thanks." You take a sip. "Yep." Dani sits down next to you. "Well? What do you think?" "It went pretty well." "I think it went great, you might even get some of these college girls back in here. It will at least boost the business." Dani kicks off her heels and starts to get comfortable. "I'm done with this thing, can you unzip it." Dani turns around so you can unzip her dress. "Ugh, thank you. While it may look good this is super uncomfortable after a few hours. The things we do for beauty." You both chuckle. "Well, you looked good. That's what counts." "If you say so." Dani smiles at you and pushes her dress down. You thought she was just loosening it up. She stands in front of you in her bra and panties. Your eyes are glued to her; your cock stiffening in a hurry. "I think after all that work we deserve a break, don't you agree?" "Dan-" She comes over and straddles you, putting her fingers over your lips. "I see the way you look at me. I know I'm not crazy." Dani leans in and begins kissing you. At first it begins soft, leading to agressive tounge swapping mayhem. Fuck it. You can't say no. Why would you? You reach up, grab her bra and start to unclip it. She slides it down. You begin to play with her breasts. "Oh yeah, nearly forgot. How could I, boob guy." Dani pushes her tits in your face. After a few moments of enjoying her boobs she slides down between your legs and pushes your legs apart. "Mmm. Can I?" You look at her in excited agreeance. Dani backs up and pulls down your pants and sits between your legs again. Your cock is rock hard, twitching in anticipation. This isn't going to take long. Dani beings sucking your cock. She runs her tongue from the base up to the tip, slowly licking while looking at you. Who knew she was so... experienced. You love it when they look into your eyes. Dani starts playing with her saliva while licking your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Blowjob1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Wow." "Feel good?" "Uh huh." "Gotta learn from the best." Dani squeezes your cock tightly. "The best?" You ask questioningly, then moan as she squeezes tighter. "Pornstars." Dani beings throating your cock. She goes as far as she can, nearly gagging herself. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Blowjob2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Girlfriend")>>\ As Dani continues to blow you, you hear the door creek. You look up and see Hang peeking through the doorway. Shit. Hang looks shocked. Fuck, please dont make a scene. You look back down at Dani almost nervously. She is feverously sucking your cock. Hang pushes the door open slowly. Dani hears it and nearly panics; she doesn't realize it but she has a deathgrip on your cock. Dani looks back as Hang walks into the room. She looks back at you. Neither of you know what to do. "Don't mind me." Hang leans up against the wall. She pulls down her top, revealing her ample breasts. They look amazing in that pushup bra and dress. Hang reaches down and starts to rub herself watching the two of you. <img src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Hang2.jpg" height="600"> You didn't even realize it but Dani has gone back to sucking your cock, seemingly with even more motivation. She reaches down with one hand and starts playing with herself. The other is tightly locked around your cock. It does not take long and she can tell you are ready to go. You start pushing her head down, and she looks up at you smiling. Without missing a beat Dani thrusts you into her mouth, swallowing you entirely. She runs her tongue around your cock, completely engulfed in her mouth. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Blowjob3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You being to explode in her mouth, causing her to gag. Dani though does not lift her head even an inch, just begins to swallow. "Mmmmmm. Ugh." Dani opens her mouth, raising her head just trying to breathe. Cum drips down all over the base of your cock. Dani begins to laugh, making her gag. She pushes back down around your cock after taking a deep breath, rubbing her tongue and lips in your cum. She slowly raises her head; her mouth covered in cum. "Mmm. Thank you." You look up and Hang is walking over to the two of you. She gets down on her knees next to Dani and starts kissing her, licking up some cum. "That was hot." Maybe they are both truly bimbo material. <<else>>\ Dani pasuses for a moment and rubs your legs, from your knees up the inside of your thighs. You throw your head back and let out a deep breathe. Dani has gone back to sucking your cock, seemingly with even more motivation. She reaches down with one hand and starts playing with herself. The other is tightly locked around your cock. It does not take long and she can tell you are ready to go. You start pushing her head down, and she looks up at you smiling. Without missing a beat Dani thrusts you into her mouth, swallowing you entirely. She runs her tongue around your cock, completely engulfed in her mouth. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/GrandOpening/Blowjob3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You being to explode in her mouth, causing her to gag. Dani though does not lift her head even an inch, just begins to swallow. "Mmmmmm. Ugh." Dani opens her mouth, raising her head just trying to breathe. Cum drips down all over the base of your cock. Dani begins to laugh, making her gag. She pushes back down around your cock after taking a deep breath, rubbing her tongue and lips in your cum. She slowly raises her head; her mouth covered in cum. "Mmm. Thank you." Dani might just be truly bimbo material. <</if>>\ ''Weekly BLC meetings will now be held every Friday at your new BLC headquarters.'' [[Head home for the night|Home Events][$eventSleep to true]]

<<if CheckEvent($storyData, "CharlotteLogo")>>\ <img data-passage="ImageLogoCharlotte" width="250" alt="Bimbo Life Coach"> <<else>>\ <img data-passage="ImageLogo" width="250" alt="Bimbo Life Coach"> <</if>>\

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<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend2"); $counters.set("CharlotteCollege", 0); >>\ You enter your apartment to the sound of giggling. As you walk toward the living room you hear more giggling and what sounds like kissing. What the fuck? you think to yourself as you get closer. Cautiously you step lightly toward the opening. As you get to the doorway you peak around the corner and see Charlotte with what looks like her friend from college. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendVisit/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> The TV in the corner is playing a yoga tape; looks like the girls were trying to get in a nice workout. Your eyes go back to them. They are wearing matching outfits with hot pink yoga pants and blue bras. "Mmm you are bitey." Charlotte's friend keeps nibbling on her lip, then moves down toward her breasts. Charlotte hops on top of the girl and pushes her breasts into her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendVisit/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> The two girls go back to making out. [[Continue watching the two girls|Charlotte College Friend Play]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "BLCEmployeeStart"); AddEvent($charlotte, "BLCEmployeePhotos"); AddEvent($storyData, "BLCPhotos"); >>\ You sit down in your office and begin to check your e-mail. <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle3.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira3.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ As you sift through countless spam, you remember you wanted to talk to Charlotte more about advertisements. [[Call Charlotte|Charlotte BLC Ad Arrive]]

The phone rings for ages; finally she picks up. "Charlotte?" "Hello? Oh hey $mc.name." "Can you swing by my office when you get a chance?" "Sure thing, I'll be there in about 15 minutes. Let me get dressed." "See you in a bit." You hang up the phone, knowing damn well that it won't take Charlotte a mere 15 minutes to get ready; more like 30. You decide to pour yourself a drink, sit back, and watch some funny videos. After about half an hour you hear Charlotte walking up the stairs, her heels clicking across the floor. [[Talk to Charlotte|Charlotte BLC Ad Wait]]

Charlotte opens the door to your office. "Hi $mc.name." <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/1-2.jpg" height="600"> Charlotte is wearing a sexy, black, see-through top, with a knit chest. You can see her pink bra underneath. She also has on a black stone necklace that accents her outfit quite well. Your dick twitches a bit thinking about smashing your face between those beautiful fake tits. Business first though. "Hey Charlotte, just a sec." "OK." Charlotte saunters over to the couch and takes a seat. <<else>>\ <img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/1-1.jpg" height="600"> Charlottes wearing a cute, greenish tank top with white pants and high heels. She looks great. "Hey Charlotte, just a sec." "OK." Charlotte saunters over to the couch and takes a seat. <img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/2.jpg" width="600"> You glance up at her and notice her tugging at her shirt. She looks up and catches you staring. "Done yet?" "Almost." You go back to finishing up the e-mail you were sending. "Ahem." Charlotte sits up on the couch. You look up at her. <img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/3.jpg" width="600"> Charlotte runs her toungue around her lips. "How long are you going to ignore me?" You quickly finish typing. "Done." <</if>>\ [[Talk to Charlotte|Charlotte BLC Ad Plan]]

You close your laptop and put your feet up on your desk. "So. I had an idea." "OK... I had to come here for that?" "No, but I did want you to come here so we could discuss the future plans with you and BLC." "Oh." Charlotte smiles. You can tell she likes being involved in things. "So I was thinking we could do a photo shoot, hopefully get some good pictures that we could use for advertisements or billboards." "That sounds fun." "If you are ready now, we can head over to the house and use the studio." "I need to like, fix my make-up and stuff first." "No you don't. You look beautiful. I have a bunch of that stuff in the studio anyway." "Fine. But I am picking out the clothes." [[Head home to the photo studio|Charlotte BLC Ad Clothes]]

<<set RemoveEvent($charlotte, "CollegeFriend2"); AddEvent($charlotte, "CollegeVisit"); $counters.set("CharlotteCollege", 0); >>\ You enter your apartment to the sound of giggling coming from the living room again. Charlotte's at it again, you think to yourself as you get closer. Walking around the corner you see Charlotte with a different friend than before. "Girls." You greet them. "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname, here to cockblock again?" Charlotte laughs. "What?" Her friend questions. "Oh nothing, just a joke." "Well, what are you up to." "Nothing, just hanging out." You walk over to Charlotte's friend. "I'm $mc.name by the way." "Heather. Nice to meet you $mc.name. Cool place." "Thanks. Well, have fun girls. I'm going to get some work done." You head to your study and begin browsing through your e-mails. It should not take you long, however you cannot get the image of Charlotte and her friend fucking in your living room out of your head. You daydream about it for a bit and decide to just watch some porn. <img src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/Laptop.jpg" width="600"> [[A short time later|Charlotte College Heather Caught]]

<<set AddEvent($charlotte, "CollegeBar")>>\ Walking over, she spots you and smiles. <img src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/1.jpg" height="600"> "Hey Mr. $mc.lastname." "Hey beautiful. You alright? Not usual for you to be standing alone." "Yeah, just a long day." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You can tell Charlotte is a bit tipsy. "Wanna... you know." "Always." Charlotte rubs her hands over your crotch. "Um." "What? You don't wanna play?" "Shouldn't we..." She reaches down your pants and grabs your cock. "Fuck? Yes. There's nobody here they already locked the doors." "The bartenders are." "So? Maybe they'll join us." Charlotte pushes you back in your barstool and unbuttons your pants. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Mmm, damn I need some dick." Charlotte gets down between your legs. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She licks and sucks on your cock a bit. "Damn those lips feel good." [[Fuck Charlotte|Charlotte College Bar Blowjob]]

You arrive back home and enter your photo studio. <img src="images/Locations/Home/PhotoStudio.jpg" width="600"> You hear Charlotte yelling something to Stella. While you wait you begin to set up the studio for the shoot. Walking around you turn on the lights, set up some props and adjust the camera angle. You end up looking through your previous photos to waste time. Getting tired of waiting you go find Charlotte. As you walk in to her room you see she has not even changed. "Charlotte! Come on. I've been waiting all this time." Charlotte has clothes thrown from one end of the room to the other. "I couldn't figure out what to wear." Charlotte frowns. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ "Here, just climb up on the bed." Charlotte does what you ask. You raise the camera and snap a photo. <img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/4-2.jpg" height="600"> "See, easy. Now grab this and this." You throw clothes at Charlotte. "Come on." You grab her hand and drag her to the studio. "Change into that, it's cute and looks sporty." Charlotte changes into the pink top with yoga pants you grabbed for her. <<else>>\ "Here, just stand over by the window." Charlotte does what you ask. You raise the camera and snap a photo. <img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/4-1.jpg" height="600"> "See look, easy. Now grab this and this." You throw clothes at Charlotte. "Come on." You grab her hand and drag her to the studio. "Change into that, it's cute and looks girly." Charlotte changes into the pink top with shorts you grabbed for her. <</if>>\ [[Begin photoshoot with Charlotte|Charlotte BLC Ad Photos]]

<img src="images/Locations/Home/PhotoStudio.jpg" height="600"> Charlotte finishes getting dressed. You walk around and point out different props and poses she could do, then begin to take photos. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ Charlotte is dressed in her pink top with a flower and leopard print bra, sporting tight yoga pants, which make her ass look great. Charlotte gives you the classic hands up in the hair shot. <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-1">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/2-1.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> She then tugs at her pants a bit. <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-2">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/2-2.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> "Fantastic, cup your boobs." <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-3">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/2-3.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> "Great. Now grab a hold of them and pull your shirt down." "Like this?" <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-4">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/2-4.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Snap another photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-5">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/2-5.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> "Perfect. Now let's try the jean shorts and pink top." Charlotte goes and changes into a cute top and jean shorts. She gives you a few poses and you snap a few more pictures. <<link "Snap another photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-6">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/2-6.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Snap a final photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-7">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/2-7.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> <<else>>\ Charlotte is dressed in her pink top with some cute jeans, which by the way make her ass look great. You show her some areas to sit and stand, she asks about poses and you tell her to use her imagination. Charlotte begins to pose. <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-8">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/1-1.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> She pulls down her pants for you. <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-9">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/1-2.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> Charlotte sits on the ottoman with her shirt pulled up. <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-10">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/1-3.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> Charlotte climbs on top of the ottoman. <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-11">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/1-4.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> After you are finished, Charlotte changes into some jeans. As she walks round the corner you pick up the camera one more time and snap another photo. <<link "Snap a photo">><<replace "#charlotte-image-12">><img src="images/Charlotte/BLCPhotoshoot/Photos/1-5.jpg" height="600"><</replace>><</link>> <</if>>\ After that photo session you think you have some usable photos. Maybe useful for more than just your bedroom. [[Finish Up|Building][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "BLCPhotos"); AddEvent($storyData, "BLCLogo"); $storyData.dailyEvent to false; >>\ You look through the photos you took of Charlotte. Some of them are great. You notice one where she is leaning back on her hands, body arched; it looks perfect. You have an idea... <img src="images/Story/BLC/Logo/Laptop.jpg" width="600"> You send off the image of Charlotte to a character creator. He scribbles up a draft, which you approve. In a day or two you should have your new logo. [[Finish up|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "BLCLogo"); AddEvent($storyData, "CharlotteLogo"); >>\ After waiting inpatiently you finally have your new logo. You open up your e-mail and see the image. <img src="images/Story/BLC/Logo/Logo.jpg" width="600"> It looks fantastic. [[Finish up|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

You look down at Charlotte as she slowly sucks your cock. Suddenly she stands up, grabs hold of your cock tightly and rubs back and forth. "Oh fuck!" "Does that feel good?" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte gives you a peck on the cheek, then spits on your cock. "Fuck me Mr. $mc.lastname." Charlotte spins around and bends over. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Look up|Charlotte College Bar Sex]]

Charlotte is bent over waiting for your cock. You look up and see the bartender peaking around the corner looking shocked. Making awkward eye contact, you forget what is going on until you feel Charlotte pushing your cock into herself, snapping back to it as she slams back into your lap. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Pumping into her for a several minutes, you grab her waist and slide your cock out. She glances back at you with a shocked, aching look. You reach up and put a finger in her mouth which she sucks on like it's your dick, working her tongue down to the base. You lay back onto the bar stool and Charlotte climbs up on top of you. She looks up, sees the bartender watching, ignores him and starts riding your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Cum for Charlotte|Charlotte College Bar Finish]]

Your dick is as hard as a rock, and Charlotte feels you about to cum. "Cum for me baby." Charlotte slams down harder, pushing you as deep as she can. Right before you cum Charlotte pops off and gets between your legs. "Give it to me, I've needed this all day." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/Bar/9.webm" type="video/webm"></video> As you cum Charlotte looks up at you smiling with her mouth wide open. She swallows every drop. "Thanks Mr. $mc.lastname, I needed to relieve some stress." "Me too apparently." You lean over bar exahusted as Charlotte yells out to the bartender. "Thanks for letting us hang out! We're heading off now." You and Charlotte get dressed and walk home together. [[Go home|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

Both the girls continue kissing as Charlotte's friend begins to grab her ass and tug at her yoga pants. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendVisit/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She begins to rub Charlotte's pussy through her pants, eventually running her tongue from her belly up on to her tits. "I love your tits Charlotte, they are so much bigger than mine." Charlotte giggles and runs her hand through her hair while the girl licks and tugs at her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendVisit/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[The girls notice you|Charlotte College Friend Finish]]

As you continue to watch, Charlotte's friend looks over in your direction. <img src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendVisit/5.jpg" height="600"> "Your pervy friend is watching." "So?" Charlotte looks over at you as well. "Ugh, yeah..." She climbs off Charlotte. "Thanks for having me over girl, we'll do this again sometime." She gets dressed and leaves. "Talk about a cockblock Mr. $mc.lastname." With that, you both head to your rooms frustrated with the outcome. [[Get on with your day|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

You hear giggling again from the living room, and decide to investigate. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Heather is between Charlottes legs. At the sight of you Charlotte goes into a panic. "Sorry Mr. $mc.lastname. We were just messing around." Charlotte covers up. "Yeah. That." "I thought you fell asleep." "Well. He's here now." Heather pushes you back into your chair. She gets down between your legs and motions for Charlotte. "Might as well make it worth his while." <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Charlotte walks over and hops down next to her. "Is this the sort of thing you dream about Mr. $mc.lastname?" [[Charlotte grabs your cock|Charlotte College Heather Blowjob]]

Charlotte and Heather now both have their hands wrapped around your dick. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Well. What do you think Charlotte?" Heather looks at Charlotte smiling as she strokes your cock; running her hand to the base and squeezing insanely hard. Your dick feels like it's going to explode. Charlotte meanwhile is rubbing the head of your cock and playing with the tip, which is now throbbing so hard it nearly hurts. All of a sudden Charlotte throats your entire cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Both girls take turns sucking your cock and kissing each other. "Is this what you wanted? Two college girls on their knees sucking your cock?" They both start giggling. "What guy wouldn't." Heather is blushing quite a bit now. You can tell she is getting quite worked up and horny. Suddenly she pulls you off the chair. [[Follow her lead|Charlotte College Heather Strip]]

<video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Heather pushes you back on to the couch as Charlotte jumps down next to you and starts stroking your dick. Heather starts to undress. "Take it off. Take it off girl!" <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Impressive." "I think I do a decent job at hiding these." Heather cups her breasts. "You do." She climbs on to your lap and buries your face in her tits. [[Suck on Heather's tits|Charlotte College Heather Tits]]

As you lick and suck, you feel one of them grab your cock and push it inside Heather's now dripping wet pussy. "Oh Damn! You are kinda big." Heather is not one to be bashful apparently. "Sorry." You strain and flex your cock so it's rock hard inside her. Heather moans, leans back, and starts to ride you. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> After a short time Charlotte interrupts. "I think it's my turn." Heather changes places with Charlotte and she begins to ride you. Already rock hard, you can feel her pussy tightening around you as she slides down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Fuck Charlotte|Charlotte College Heather Sex]]

You push Charlotte off and she lets out a yelp. "Hey!" Bending her legs up, she grabs them, and you slam your dick back into her. Her pussy is dripping wet and feels amazing; you can barely hold back your orgasm. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/9.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Fuck me!" Her screaming nearly drives you over the edge as you continue to pound her. Heather reaches down and wraps her hand around your cock, looking up at you smiling. She licks her fingers, covered in Charlotte's juices. "Mmm, fuck her good $mc.name. Though I could use some more dick too you know." The two girls get up and bend over together. Climbing on top of one another. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/10.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You start fucking Heather again, then switch to Charlotte, then shove your dick back into Heather. [[Cum for the girls|Charlotte College Heather Cum]]

It does not take long before you can't hold it back anymore. Charlotte feels you about to cum and reaches down and grabs your cock to pull it out. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/11.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Both girls sit on their knees waiting. You grab your cock and almost instantly start cumming on their faces. Heather looks up at you. "Thank you $mc.name." She starts kissing Charlotte, licking your cum off her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Charlotte/College/FriendSex/12.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Charlotte's been whining all day she needed a dick, I was going to do my best but this was much better." They continue kissing and licking up your cum. You plop back down on the couch exhausted. Heather slides over and licks your dick. "There, all clean." She slaps your chest as she gets up and walks toward the bathroom. [[Finish up|Charlotte Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

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<<set RemoveEvent($elaine, "OfficeMeeting"); AddEvent($elaine, "SlutStart"); >>\ You've spent the afternoon in your office with Elaine, pouring over the finances and structure of Bimbo Life Coaching. "It isn't too difficult. Fortunately our books are in fairly good state right now." "I must say $mc.name, I am impressed by how well you have managed the business side of things." Elaine leans in closer, ostensibly to take a better look at some documents, but giving you a good look at her cleavage. Catching your eye, she gives you a cheeky smile. <img src="images/Elaine/Office/1.jpg" width="600"> "Something interesting?" "Perhaps, but I realize not everyone finds statistics sexy. Although maybe it's not the numbers that are interesting." Elaine chuckles. "Do the others fall for those lines?" "No. But it's still fun." You look at Elaine's half-exposed chest again. Without looking at you, she leans forward again, her shirt pulling to the side and exposing her bra. Remembering what she said at the opening, you bring up the topic. "It's a little strange." "What?" "You. You're acting... different. I like it, but it's so different from what you were like before." Elaine stares at you for a couple of seconds. "Assuming you knew what I was like before." "Care to enlighten me?" You point at her chest. "You did say you would tell me the story with those." [[Learn about Elaine|Elaine Office Backstory]]

Elaine stands up and leans against the desk. <img src="images/Elaine/Office/2.jpg" height="600"> "I know I seem very serious now. But in college I was a bit more... wild. Some of the things I got up to, I could teach these bimbos." You are surprised by this, but don't interrupt. "It was a very different time for me, I even did a bit of modelling. That's why I got these." Elaine gestures at her chest. "Not that I've shown them off much these last years. I used to get them out all the time." <img src="images/Elaine/Office/Young.jpg" height="600"> "I wasn't a bimbo like your girls, but in my own way I was Elaine the slutty college girl. And I loved it. Eventually I had to concentrate on my career however, and that life was put aside." Elaine looks at you with passionate determination. "Now all of this has happened, and I realize I miss being that girl from college; it's part of who I am. Don't misunderstand me. I do like being the respected businesswoman of this enterprise." "But you also want to be slutty VP of the enterprise." You finish. Elaine blushes a little. "Yes." "Elaine, you are whoever you want to be. You know you'll fit right in here. You could attend sessions if you want." "Thanks $mc.name." You sit down again and begin putting everything away. "I can clean up. You don't need to stay." "OK. I might use the kitchen before I leave." You look up to respond. <img src="images/Elaine/Office/3.jpg" width="600"> "Surprised? Don't you know we sluts love getting our tits out." Elaine exits your office with laughter trailing after her, as you sit there still processing this new force of nature, or sexuality, that has entered your life. [[Finish and return home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $mc.fitness lt 50>>\ <<set $mc.fitness += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Home/Workout.jpg" width="600"> You are now a little fitter. [[Return|Home Gym]]

<<if $mc.fitness lt 50>>\ <<set $mc.fitness += 2>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ <img src="images/Misc/Downtown/GymWorkout.jpg" width="600"> You are now much fitter. [[Return|Body Werx]]

<<if $mc.fame lt 50>>\ <<set $mc.fame += 1>>\ <</if>>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You begin setting up the building for the evening's session. You know what you're doing by now and are done and dusted in less than 15 minutes. You charge $20 to attend. <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle1.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira1.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ <<if $mc.fame gt 40>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 1900>>\ Nearly one hundred women attend today's meeting, packing the building to full capacity. You make a $1900 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 30>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 1000>>\ Fifty women attend today's meeting, the room is starting to look quite full. You make a $1000 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 27>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 620>>\ Thirty-one women attend today's meeting. You had to set out extra chairs today, and the sound of conversation from the women attending almost threatened to drown out the beginning of your speech. You make a $620 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 22>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 520>>\ Twenty-six women attend your now busy meeting. As you begin today's session the girls clap and cheer. You make a $520 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 15>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 400>>\ Twenty women turn up for your meeting today. [[Erica|Meeting Photo][$passageChoice to 1]] and [[Stacy|Meeting Photo][$passageChoice to 2]] arrive together, in tight pants and high heels. Together with a few other women they seem to be becoming friends, and as you all wait for the session to start they laugh together and talk about clothes. The other women attending look at them with a variation of nervousness, envy, and disdain. One woman, who had paid for a ticket, walks out before you can even begin. You make a $400 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 10>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 260>>\ Thirteen women buy tickets for your meeting today. [[Erica|Meeting Photo][$passageChoice to 1]] returns, as do a couple of other women. You see that Erica has begun to dress even more provocatively, and you see that the girls have arranged a glass of water with a bottle at the front without you even having to ask. You make $260 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 6>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 160>>\ Eight women attend your meeting today. A few women listen attentively to your class, and you only see one openly rolling her eyes. You make a $160 profit. <<elseif $mc.fame gt 3>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 100>>\ Five women arrive and buy their tickets. None are taking you particularly seriously, though do you notice one woman who seems to be listening to what you have to say, much to the amusement of her friend. You make $100 profit. <<else>>\ <<set $mc.cash += 60>>\ Three women turn up and buy their tickets. You give a short speech about the principles of Bimboism. One woman walks out halfway through, and the remaining two don't look especially impressed. You lose $60. <</if>>\ <img src="images/Misc/PrinciplesOfBimboism.jpg" width="600"> What do you want the focus of this week's meeting to be? [[Pride in your appearance|Weekly Meeting Appearance]] [[Please those around you|Weekly Meeting Please]] [[Be your absolute best self|Weekly Meeting BestSelf]] [[Be a source of joy, not stress|Weekly Meeting Joy]] [[Let yourself be taken care of|Weekly Bar Meeting Care]]

As you continue to fuck to Kate she slides forward and your cock pops free. She turns around and gives you a kiss. "You're pretty good." Kate bends over leaning against the door. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF9.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You grab a hold of her hips and continue to fuck her. "Fuck. Fuck yes." "Oh shit." "Cum for me." You strain as you are about to explode. Kate panics, "Shit! Not in me!" but begins laughs as she spins around and grabs your cock. Before she even gets a grip you've already begun to cum. Kate kneels, smiling up at you as you cum all over her face. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF10.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Kate licks up your cum. "You didn't have a condom on buddy. Tryin to get me pregnant?" "Sorry, you felt too good." You both get cleaned up and head back to the bar. As you get to the counter, Kate's friend points at her cheek. Kate runs her finger down her cheek and finds a string of cum she missed. She licks it off, looking at you and laughing. The two of you have a few more drinks before she calls it a night and heads home. [[Back to the bar|Bar]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "BarFuck")>>\ <<addhours 3>>\ With the aid of a few drinks, the two of you seem to be getting along. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Let's play a game of pool." Kate jumps up from the bar. "Ah, I think you'll win." "Yeah right." You play one round of pool and let her win. "See, I told you." Kate laughs and edges closer to you, sliding her hand up your shirt as she walks around you. It almost gives you chills. She then bends over, pushing her ass against you and takes a shot. "Alright, let's make a bet. If I win you take your shirt off." "Only if you do if I win." "Sure, whatever. I'm going to win anyway." Kate sticks her tongue out at you. After breaking, Kate begins to line up her shot. You sneak behind her and tickle her side just as she goes to shoot, making her miss. "No fair!" Kate pushes you back. "Cheater." You laugh and take your own shot. Kate smacks your ass but you still sink the ball. "Nice try, but you are in trouble now." You take a few more shots, eventually missing your last one on the eight ball. Kate takes her shot and misses. "Damnit!" You laugh. "Miss!!" You sink the eight ball and turn to her. "Let's see it missy." "Ugh. A bet's a bet... Kate pulls down her shirt in the middle of the bar. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Continue playing pool with Kate|Bar Fuck 3]]

"I want you inside me." Kate grabs your shirt, pulling you closer. Kate gets down on her knees and starts to unbutton your pants. As she pulls down your pants she wraps one of her hands around your cock. She looks up at you, sticking her tongue out, and begins to suck your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF6.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Mmm." Kate moans as she swallow your cock. "Fuuuck." It's been awhile since you've had your cock so eagerly sucked on. You reach down and grab her hair as she swallows your length entirely. Kate stands up and bends over, pulling down her jeans. "Fuck me." You grab your cock and slowly slide inside her. <img src="images/Locations/Bar/BF7.jpg" width="600"> "Ugh, Yes." You push deeper. "God, fuck me." You begin sliding back and forth inside of Kate, eventually grabbing a hold of her hair and smashing your cock into her pussy. It feels so good you wish you could fuck her forever. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF8.webm" type="video/webm"></video> [[Continue fucking Kate|Bar Fuck 5]]

"Another game?" "Maybe." Kate wraps her hands around your waist and pulls you toward the table. She tugs at her shirt again, smiling at you. "I mean, we could play. Or you could play with me instead." Kate lays back on the pool table. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She pulls down her shirt some more; everyone in the bar is looking over at her. She looks sexy as hell. You walk up between her legs and run your hands up her thighs. "Come here. Kate grabs your hand and pulls you toward the back, walks you into the bathroom and closes the door behind you. Kate spins around and tugs at her shirt again, revealing her tits. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Locations/Bar/BF5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "You look amazing." [[Have sex with Kate|Bar Fuck 4]]

You walk over to a girl sitting with her friends at the bar. "Hi. Could I buy you a drink?" She looks you up and down. <img src="images/Locations/Bar/BF1.jpg" width="600"> "Sure." You take a seat next to her as she looks over at you smiling. "I'm $mc.name." You reach out to shake her hand. She obliges and smiles as you shake hands. "Kate." "Kate, nice to meet you." "You too, $mc.name." You chit-chat for a while. <<if $mc.fitness gte 30>>\ [[Buy Kate a few drinks|Bar Fuck 2]] <<else>>\ Kate does not seem that interested in you. Maybe try working out more. <</if>>\ [[Head Home|Home]]

<<addhours 1>>\ She must be a new girl. She looks sexy as hell. <img src="images/StripClub/Jade/1.jpg" height="600"> You walk over to her. "Hey." "Hi Hun." "I haven't seen you here before." "I just started last week." She turns and starts to walk away. "Wait. What's your name?" She either does not hear or ignores you as she walks through the back door. [[Follow her|Strip Club Jade Intro Finish]] [[Head back to the club|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<set $fitness += 2>>\ After Stacy's class you realize that one of the girls has stayed behind and is still working out. <img src="images/Locations/Gym/1.jpg" width="600"> "Hi, I'm going to work out if you don't mind." "Oh sorry, I'll head out." "No it's alright, I don't mind." She smiles at you. "Thanks, I'll be quick. I just want to finish these crunch sets. We appreciate you letting us use your gym. I'm Lucy by the way." "$mc.name. Pleasure to meet you." She stands up from doing her crunches and walks over to shake your hand. <img src="images/Locations/Gym/2.jpg" height="600"> Lucy has a thin figure with a moderately sized chest. Not completely your style but she is pretty to look at. You like her for being in the workout club and trying to better herself though. [[Hit on Lucy|Exercise Group Random Event Finish]] [[Greet her but finish your workout|Home]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "ClubRandom")>>\ You walk around the corner and look into the VIP room. You see a few dancers and it looks like everyone is enjoying themselves. As you are about to walk away you notice a gorgeous blonde stroking the cocks of two guests. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Random/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You pause for a moment, unable to take your eyes off of her. Why isn't that guy you? You realize how horny you are... you need to get laid. [[Head back into the main area of the club|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<set AddEvent($rebeca, "JadeMeet")>>\ You decid to follow her through the dorr, but can't see her. After a few minutes of wandering you run into her. She's changed into a sexy white toga'esque outfit with a giant cross necklace; like an alter girl waiting to be violated. "Hey! I didn't catch your name." "You're not supposed to be back here." She looks up and glares at you. "And my name is Jade." You can't read if she's mad or impressed you've decided to hunt her down. "Jade. That's a great stripper name." She looks up at you again. "That's my real name." She laughs. You are slightly embarassed but begin to laugh as well. "Is that all you wanted babe? I gotta get on stage in a minute." "Yeah I guess. Cute outfit by the way." "Thanks." Jade plops down on the floor and flings her head back infront of you. "Whatcha think? Will the crowd get riled up?" Jade runs her tongue around her lips. <img src="images/StripClub/Jade/2.jpg" height="600"> "How could they not." As you look down with your eyes glued to her chest. Jade stands up and heads for the door, intentional brushing against you; so you reach out and grab her hand. She spins around and runs her hand up along your face. "Naughty boy. You can't touch the priest's favorite girl." Jade leans in and starts kissing you. Soon jade is laying on her back as you fuck her tits. She sticks out her tongue and tickles the tip of your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/StripClub/Jade/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Jade lets you cum on her tits, but is quick to clean them off with towel. She quickly gets dressed and looks at you. "I am late for the stage, but we should do this again some time." "I'm game." Jade walks out, cleaning herself up on her way. After you get cleaned up yourself you walk back out to the club floor. Within moments Jade is struting out on to the stage, looking a little flustered. You feel a bit excited knowing you just fucked her before she danced for all these people. [[Head back to the club|Top Floor Strip Club]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, "GymRandom")>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ "Need a workout coach?" Lucy grins. "I don't know about coaching, but could you hold my legs?" You both laugh a bit. "Sure thing." Lucy stands in front of you and turns around, bending over with her ass sticking out. Your cock twitches. "Well?" Lucy looks back and catches you completely zoned out staring at her ass. "Grab my waist." Lucy raises herself off the ground, wrapping her legs tightly around you in a pushup position, and slowly grinding her crotch against yours. You tug at her shorts but they are awkwardly stuck as she is pressed against you. "Get them off already." Lucy looks back at you grinning. You try to get them off and eventually just rip them away; at this point your dick is rock hard. Her pussy is dripping wet as you attempt to balance her and slide inside. Lucy lets out a soft moan as you penetrate her. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Locations/Gym/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You begin to pound into her as she lets out various moans and yelps, trying not to be too loud as some of the girls might be home. This position however is just not working for you. You grab hold of Lucy's waist and pull her upright. She lets out a loud moan "Oh FUCK!" As you pull her up she slides all the way down your cock, taking every inch of you. "God damn you feel good." Lucy flexes and tightens around your cock as you bounce her up and down, repeatedly slamming harder and harder into her. After a moment Lucy releases her hands on your thighs and grabs her tits; you reach up and follow suit. You continue as she lets out even louder moans. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Locations/Gym/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You cannot hold back anymore, and neither can Lucy. She bends over and grabs the deadlift weight in front of her, pushing back onto your cock. You let out a massive moan as you begin to release inside of her. "Ugghhh, Shit." Right as you begin to cum you pull your cock out, realising you don't have on a condom. "Nu uh" Lucy lets out. She smashes back into you, taking your entire load. Once your done Lucy stands up, grabs her tattered shorts and looks at you questionably. "How am I supposed to get home?" You shrug laughing. "I got some sweatpants in my room, you can grab those." Lucy smiles and starts to walk out of the gym. You follow, pointing her in the right direction. As she is walking down the hall with nothing but her top on, June catches a glimpse of the two of you. Her jaw drops at the audacity of some random girl walking around naked in your house. Lucy finds your room, and quickly put on the pants. As she walks past, she give you a peck on the cheek before heading home. You are left standing there, naked in the hallway. June has followed you and is still staring. "Nice one bro." [[Head to your room|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

During the meeting you notice a new face off in the corner. She seems quiet and reserved. After the meeting is over you approach her as she is gathering her things. "Hi." "Hello." She shly looks away from you. "I just wanted to come over and introduce myself. I am $mc.name." "I know." She looks up at you bashfully and then looks down again. "I hope you enjoyed the meeting." "I did. I overheard Charlotte after class talking to some girls about this meeting the other day. Figured I'd come see for myself." "And?" "I like it." The two of you chat for awhile. She begins to warm up to you, telling you her life story, amibitions, and desires. [[Head Home|Home]]

During the meeting, you see a black-haired woman eyeing you up the entire time. Afterwards you walk over to her. The two of you chat for a while, and end up being the last two left in the building. You notice her peak around your shoulder, checking for anyone else. She reaches down and grabs your cock through your pants. "I love the way you create better women. I love domination too. Nothing like grabbing a big-titted girl by her hair and fucking her right? Especially girls like Charlotte; she's a good girl." She looks at you dead serious with a near death grip on your cock. "I-" She squeezes your cock even harder. "Yeah I, I mean who does not love women." "Good answer, but we both know that was just the safe answer. I'm not bashful, but let's get down to business and fuck already. I saw you staring at my tits all night." This girl seems to be a little crazy, you should be careful. "Come on." You can't resist, you grab her and pick her up. She wraps her legs around you as you start to push her dress up while carrying her toward the bathroom. As the two of you start to kiss you smash her into the wall, then onto the bathroom counter sink. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Random/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> The two of you fuck for a while, both enjoying yourselves. Once finished she hops off the counter, turns around and slaps you on the ass. "Thanks." She walks out. This girl is interesting, that's for sure. Afterwards you realize you did not even catch her name. [[Head Home|Home]]

Once your meeting is complete one of the girls hangs around and comes up to talk to you as you go to leave. "Hi $mc.name." "Hey." "Do these pants look good? I am trying to be more... fashionable, desirable. You know, like guys to want me." <video id="video" autoplay loop height="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Random/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> She spins around for you, showing off her ass. You look great, maybe try some variations of heels and jewelry to match." She turns around glowing and smiles at you. "A step in the right direction I guess, still a ways to go." She heads off. [[Head Home|Home]]

During your meeting you notice a beautiful, voluptous woman attending your meeting. The two of you make eye contact and she lets out a small smile. You continue with your meeting. Once finished walk over to say hello. "Hello $mc.name." "Hello, and you are?" "Shawna." "Nice to meet you Shawna." The two of you chat a bit but your eyes are throughly glued to her chest the entire time. She has massive tits; you can't quite tell if they are natural or fake, or a combination of the two leading to her voluptous figure. After a short time you manage to get her on her knees in front of you jerking you off. It's now obvious she did get implants, and quite large ones to boot. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Story/BLC/Meetings/Random/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You cum all over her fake tits as she continues to stroke your cock. She looks up at you smiling as she rubs back and forth, covering her tits in cum. "I hope maybe we can start some coaching sessions in the future." you say panting. She nods in agreement before the two of you clean up and head your separate ways. [[Head Home|Home]]

<<set $skylar.met to true>>\ You recieve an e-mail from a Skylar S. titled "Making myself better". Hi $mc.name, Not sure if you remember me but I'm Skylar. We met at the party. I just wanted to reach out and see if you had any advice. I'd really like to get in shape and honestly, think I need a little help both mentally and physically. Anyway, what I am asking is do you have any good workout/meal plans? Also, I remember some of the girls mentioning meetings. I'd love to maybe try some coaching via email. Or maybe some day coming to a meeting. Thanks! <img src="images/Skylar/Email.jpg" height="600"> <3 Skylar You think about the e-mail for a moment, glancing at her picture. It's always good to take on new clients but you are pretty busy. [[Send Skylar a workout plan but respond that you currently are not taking new clients|Skylar E-mail No]] [[Send Skylar a workout plan and respond that you are excited to begin working with her|Skylar E-mail Yes]]

<<set AddEvent($katie, "WorkoutGym"); $katie.met to true; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ As you check on the fitness group, you notice none of them are inside the gym. Hearing a noise outside, you look out the window and see them doing yoga on the grass out back. You decide to head down. Walking outisde, you see them doing stretches; it looks like you missed the workout. You notice one girl in particular. She's wearing a blue one piece romper, with pink shoes. Cute choice. She looks at you and smiles. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/1.jpg" width="600"> Just as you catch a clear glimpse of her, Stacy yells out the class is over. Everyone begins to leave. You can't take your eyes off the girl in blue though; she is gorgeous. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/2.jpg" width="600"> You decide to talk to her. "Hi." She looks up. "Hi. Excuse me." She moves to walk past you. "Hey, sorry. I just wanted to say hello. I havnt seen you at this class before." "Oh, I'm not a regular. Are you?" "I wouldn't say I am either, Stacy just runs it out of my place." "Oh." She laughs. "So you are $mc.name. Charlotte told me about you." "Yep, that's me." "Sorry, I'm Katie. Charlotte told me about these classes. Figured I would check them out." You shake her hand and the two of you chat for a short time. [[Hit on Katie|Katie Workout Yoga 2]]

<<set RemoveEvent($katie, "BootycallFirstTime"); $katie.dailyEvent to false; >>\ A few minutes later you here a knock at the door. You yell out "It's open!" The door opens and closes. Katie is standing in the living room doorway, leaning against the doorframe. <img src="images/Katie/BootyCall/1.jpg" height="600"> "Hey." "Well hello." "Miss me or something?" <img src="images/Katie/BootyCall/2.jpg" height="600"> Katie pulls her pants down. It did not take long, her teasing making you want it even more. [[Take Katie to your bedroom|Katie Bootycall Finish]]

Hey Skylar! Attached you will find a workout plan. Unfortunately at the moment I cannot accept new clients due to workload. For now start following the workout plan and I think you will make great progress. I will also get you some solid meal ideas to keep your intake in check. Thanks for reaching out. $mc.name [[Send|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($skylar, "WorkoutPlan")>>\ Hey Skylar! Attached you will find a workout plan. I really hope we get to start working together. For now start following the workout plan and I think you will make great progress. I will also get you some solid meal ideas to keep your intake in check. Thanks for reaching out. $mc.name [[Send|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set _incomeTemp to 0>>\ <<set _expensesTemp to 0>>\ <h2>$mc.name $mc.lastname</h2> After building a multi-million dollar start-up, you decided to cash in and see the world. Things didn't end up as you would have hoped however. Depressed and directionless for a few years, it seemed as if your best was behind you. That was until you had the idea of creating Bimbo Life Coaching. It's time for you to rebuild your fortune and turn your passion into your career. <h4>Body</h4> <progress class="progress-big fitness" id="fitness-meter-big" @value="$mc.fitness" max="50">$mc.fitness</progress> <<if $mc.fitness gte 50>>\ You at the peak of physical fitness. <<elseif $mc.fitness gte 40>>\ Your body is in prime health and extremely fit. <<elseif $mc.fitness gte 30>>\ You are looking quite toned. <<elseif $mc.fitness gte 20>>\ You dedication to physical exercise is paying off. <<elseif $mc.fitness gte 10>>\ You have taken the first steps to getting back into shape. <<else>>\ It's been a while since you last cared for the state of your body. <</if>>\ <h4>Career</h4> <progress class="progress-big fame" id="fame-meter-big" @value="$mc.fame" max="50">$mc.fame</progress> <<if $mc.fame gte 50>>\ Bimbo Life Coaching is one of the most popular businesses in the city. <<elseif $mc.fame gte 40>>\ Women from all over the city are talking about Bimbo Life Coaching. <<elseif $mc.fame gte 30>>\ Bimbo Life Coaching has become quite popular with the locals. <<elseif $mc.fame gte 20>>\ People are beginning to pay an interest in this new Bimbo Life Coaching. <<elseif $mc.fame gte 10>>\ A few people in the local area have heard of Bimbo Life Coaching. <<else>>\ Bimbo Life Coaching is all but unknown. <</if>>\ <h4>Finances</h4> You currently have $<<print $mc.cash>>. Your weekly passive income is $<<print $mc.income>>. Your weekly regular expenses are $<<print $mc.expenses>>. <h4>BLC Income</h4> <<if CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 500>>\ Stacy's Workout Sessions: $500 <<elseif CheckEvent($stacy, "StacyHomeGym")>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 50>>\ Stacy's Gym Rent: $50 <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper")>>\ <<if $stella.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<if $stella.slut gte 50>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 1600>>\ Stella's Stripping: $1,600 <<elseif $stella.slut gte 36>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 1120>>\ Stella's Stripping: $1,120 <<else>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 800>>\ Stella's Stripping: $800 <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 640>>\ Stella's Stripping: $640 <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($charlotte, "CharlotteFinances")>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 38>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 200>>\ Charlotte's Modelling: $200 <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 33>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 150>>\ Charlotte's Modelling: $150 <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 28>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 60>>\ Charlotte's Modelling: $60 <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 23>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 30>>\ Charlotte's Modelling: $30 <<else>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 15>>\ Charlotte's Modelling: $15 <</if>>\ <<if $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 38>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 325>>\ Charlotte's Social Media: $325 <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 33>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 230>>\ Charlotte's Social Media: $230 <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 28>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 150>>\ Charlotte's Social Media: $150 <<elseif $charlotte.exhibitionist gte 23>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 50>>\ Charlotte's Social Media: $50 <<else>>\ <<set _incomeTemp += 20>>\ Charlotte's Social Media: $20 <</if>>\ <</if>>\ Total: $<<print _incomeTemp>> <h4>BLC Expenses</h4> <<if CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ <<set _expensesTemp += 600>>\ Stella's Wage: $600 <<elseif CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo")>>\ <<set _expensesTemp += 400>>\ Stella's Weekly Allowance: $400 <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($elaine, "GymPay") or CheckEvent($stacy, "BLCGym")>>\ <<set _expensesTemp += 300>>\ Stacy's Trainer Fee: $300 <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "WeeklyFine")>>\ <<set _expensesTemp += 1000>>\ Weekly Co-Op Fine: $1,000 <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BuildingElainePartner") and $storyData.mortgage gt 0>>\ <<set _expensesTemp += 650>>\ Elaine's Building Rent: $325 Mortgage: $325 <<elseif CheckEvent($storyData, "Mortgage") and $storyData.mortgage gt 0>>\ <<set _expensesTemp += 650>>\ Mortgage: $650 <</if>>\ Total: $<<print _expensesTemp>> <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "GymRandom")>>\ Why don't you attend Stacy's exercise class; see if there is anyone new. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "StellaStripper")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "BarFuck") is false>>\ The bar is a great place to meet new people. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($rebeca, "JadeMeet") is false or CheckEvent($storyData, "ClubRandom") is false>>\ There's always things going on at the strip club. <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "FashionStore")>>\ The fashion store downtown always has some interesting items for purchase. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "HomeGym")>>\ Don't forget to make use of your gym. Keeping in shape is very important. <<else>>\ You should probably get back in shape. Maybe converting one of your rooms into a gym could work. <</if>> <<link "Go back" $passageName>><</link>>

<<set AddEvent($katie, "Bootycall2"); $katie.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You decide to call Katie again and ask her to come over. You dial up her phone and it begins to ring. "Hello?" "Hey, Katie. It's $mc.name. I was wondering if you wanted to come hang out? "Sure, I'm not doing much. I'll head over." You hang up the phone. After about twenty minutes Katie is knocking at the door, and you let her in. She's dressed in a red shirt and a black skirt. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/1.jpg" height="600"> "You look dressed up for the occassion." "Oh, I just got off work." Katie giggles. "I work over at the industrial complex. Office work, ugh. It's miserable." "That sucks, but I guess a job is a job." Katie smiles at you. "You are gorgeous, let me take a photo." You grab your camera and snap a picture. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/2.jpg" height="600"> Katie starts to blush. [[Take more photos of Katie|Katie Bootycall 2-2]]

"Your outfit works great by the way." "Thanks." Katie runs her hands up her hips and along the side of her tits. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/3.jpg" width="600"> She raises her arms and stretches a bit. You can tell her muscles are tight. "Looks like you need to loosen up." "Yeah, probably should stretch a bit more." "I could show you a few good ones." Katie agrees and you walk over to the grass, talking a bit about good workout and stretching techniques. She gets down on her hands and knees and kicks back a leg, stretching out her glutes. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/4.jpg" width="600"> You can't keep your eyes off her ass. Katie looks back and sees you. She just grins and keeps stretching. [[Make a move on Katie|Katie Workout Yoga 3]]

<<set RemoveEvent($katie, "WorkoutGym"); AddEvent($katie, "Bootycall"); AddEvent($katie, "BootycallFirstTime"); $katie.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You join Stacy's workout class in hopes to find Katie there again. She said she was not a regular, but maybe now... At least one can hope. You walk around the corner and see the group are doing Yoga again. It's quite a sight; nothing like women in the downward dog. You notice Katie in the corner. None of the girls are paying you any attention as you walk over and grab her hips. Katie lets out a quiet squeak. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Gym/1.jpg" width="600"> "Huh?" Katie realizes it was you and smiles. She motions the word "Naughty" at you, and goes back to her yoga pose. You grab her waist, looking around. No-one else has noticed. You slides your hands from her waist down to her butt. Katie does not react. You look around again, still no-one is looking at you. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Gym/2.jpg" width="600"> You brush your hands across her butt and grab her thighs, pulling her against you. Katie looks back at you again and silently mouths "Stop". <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Gym/3.jpg" height="600"> [[Continue teasing Katie|Katie Workout Gym Finish]]

You slide your hand down her side, along her thigh up to her hips. Katie looks back at you and smiles again. She rolls over onto her back. One thing leads to another and you have Katie sucking your cock in the back yard. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/5.jpg" width="600"> "Damn you are cute." Katie smiles and then slides up, poping your cock out of her mouth. she grabs her tits and squeezes them together for you. You begin running your cock between her tits. It nearly makes you cum as soon as you start. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/6.jpg" width="600"> "Wanna fuck me $mc.name?" She grins naughtily at you. [[Fuck Katie|Katie Workout Yoga 4]]

"God." You slide your cock into her. "Oh fuck!" <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/7.jpg" width="600"> You begin to thrust harder. "Fuck me harder $mc.name. Fuck me." You slam your cock into Katie even harder. She can barely hold on to the wall as her hands slides down the glass. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/8.jpg" width="600"> Katie can't hold on anymore and collapses to the ground. She reaches back and puts her hands on your thighs, slowing your pace. You grab her wrists and go back to work, fucking her even harder than before. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Yoga/9.jpg" width="600"> "FUCK!" You let out a loud sigh as you start to cum. You pull your cock out and cum all over her ass. "Thanks babe." Katie pulls up her pants and puts herself together. She gives you a hug and walks off in that sexy outfit. You watch her the entire way. She looks back and smiles at you one more time before leaving your sight. [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

The girls change pose and Katie pushes her ass straight up in the air. You give it a squeeze. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Gym/4.jpg" height="600"> You glancing around you see that the woman next to you has noticed. Katie looks over and sees her looking. She scoots her ass away from you grasp. <img src="images/Katie/Workout/Gym/5.jpg" height="600"> It seems you've exhausted your welcome. ''You can now invite Katie over from your bedroom.'' [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

Reaching your bedroom Katie quickly strips her clothes off. She pounces on top of you and begin pulling at your clothes as the two of you kiss. <img src="images/Katie/BootyCall/3.jpg" width="600"> Before long she is riding your cock, the two of you almost perfectly in sync. <img src="images/Katie/BootyCall/4.jpg" width="600"> Katie can't take it anymore and begins to cum. You reach up and grab her hair, pulling back, you begin to cum as well. Instead of stopping this time you just keep slamming your cock up into her over and over. Your cum drips down your cock as you continue fucking. [[Katie dresses and heads home|Your Bedroom]]

You convince Katie to let you take more photos of her. She slowly takes off her skirt as you snap the shots. She poses for a second and you take another photo. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/3.jpg" height="600"> "Like taking photos?" It's a hobby." Katie strips down to her bra and panties. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/4.jpg" height="600"> You tell her to pose by the counter. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/5.jpg" height="600"> You take a few more photos. Katie ends up bent over the counter, showing her pretty ass. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/6.jpg" height="600"> [[Take Katie into the Studio|Katie Bootycall 2-3]]

You turn on all the lights as Katie walks around checking out your equipment. She stands in front of the wall and you take another photo. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/7.jpg" height="600"> Katie has finally striped naked in the middle of the room. She lets you take one last picture. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/8.jpg" width="600"> You are beyond worked up, and you can tell she wants to fuck too. You get a little grabby and she goes with it. What follows is a passionate fuck session, ending in the bathroom. Katie lays the camera on the counter and knees down beside you. <img src="images/Katie/Photoshoot/9.jpg" width="600"> [[What a picture to remember|Home]]

<img src="images/Skylar/Email.jpg" height="600"> <h2>Skylar </h2> You met Skylar at the BLC grand opening. It will be interesting to see what happens in the future. <h4>Body</h4> Skylar has large, natural tits. Skylar has a large, natural ass. Skylar has small, natural lips. <h4>Training</h4> <<if CheckEvent($skylar, "BimboTraining")>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="skylar-bimbo-meter" @value="$skylar.bimbo" max="50">$skylar.bimbo</progress> <<if $skylar.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<elseif $skylar.bimbo gte 36>>\ <<elseif $skylar.bimbo gte 26>>\ <<elseif $skylar.bimbo gte 16>>\ <<elseif $skylar.bimbo gte 6>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="skylar-slut-meter" @value="$skylar.slut" max="50">$skylar.slut</progress> <<if $skylar.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $skylar.slut gte 36>>\ <<elseif $skylar.slut gte 26>>\ <<elseif $skylar.slut gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="skylar-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$skylar.exhibitionist" max="50">$skylar.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $skylar.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $skylar.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<elseif $skylar.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<elseif $skylar.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Finances</h4> Skylar has $<<print $skylar.cash>>. <<if $skylar.debt gt 0>>\ Skylar owes $<<print $skylar.debt>> in debt. <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> This is the end of Skylar's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. [[Go back|Journal]]

<<if $katie.bimbo gte 50>>\ <img src="images/Katie/Stat5.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $katie.bimbo gte 36>>\ <img src="images/Katie/Stat4.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $katie.bimbo gte 26>>\ <img src="images/Katie/Stat3.jpg" height="600"> <<elseif $katie.bimbo gte 16>>\ <img src="images/Katie/Stat2.jpg" height="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Katie/Stat1.jpg" height="600"> <</if>>\ <h2>Katie</h2> Katie is a sexy girl who has been attending Stacy's exercise sessions. <h4>Body</h4> Katie has large, fake tits. Katie has a large, natural ass. Katie has large, natural lips. <h4>Training</h4> <<if CheckEvent($katie, "BimboTraining")>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="katie-bimbo-meter" @value="$katie.bimbo" max="50">$katie.bimbo</progress> <<if $katie.bimbo gte 50>>\ <<elseif $katie.bimbo gte 36>>\ <<elseif $katie.bimbo gte 26>>\ <<elseif $katie.bimbo gte 16>>\ <<elseif $katie.bimbo gte 6>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="katie-slut-meter" @value="$katie.slut" max="50">$katie.slut</progress> <<if $katie.slut gte 50>>\ <<elseif $katie.slut gte 36>>\ <<elseif $katie.slut gte 26>>\ <<elseif $katie.slut gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <progress class="progress-big fame" id="katie-exhibitionist-meter" @value="$katie.exhibitionist" max="50">$katie.exhibitionist</progress> <<if $katie.exhibitionist gte 50>>\ <<elseif $katie.exhibitionist gte 36>>\ <<elseif $katie.exhibitionist gte 26>>\ <<elseif $katie.exhibitionist gte 16>>\ <<else>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <h4>Finances</h4> Katie has $<<print $katie.cash>>. <<if $katie.debt gt 0>>\ Katie owes $<<print $katie.debt>> in debt. <</if>>\ <h4>Events</h4> <<if CheckEvent($katie, "Bootycall2")>>\ This is the end of Katie's individual content for this update. She may appear in other events. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($katie, "Bootycall") and CheckEvent($katie, "BootycallFirstTime") is false>>\ You should give Katie a call. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($katie, "WorkoutGym")>>\ It looks like attending Stacy's exercise groups is a good way of seeing Katie again. <</if>>\ <<if CheckEvent($katie, "Bootycall")>>\ You can invite Katie over from your bedroom. <</if>>\ [[Go back|Journal]]

<<set AddEvent($stacy, "BLCGym"); AddEvent($stacy, "BLCRandom"); >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ As most of the women file out at the end of the session, you decide to have a quick chat with Stacy. "Hey Stacy. Do you have a moment?" "Sure $mc.name, what's up?" <img src="images/Stacy/Gym/Employee.jpg" height="600"> You gesture around the gym. "These sessions have become really popular. So popular that you can't fit eveyrone in anymore. I was thinking if you want to move to holding them at the new building?" "Sounds cool. But how much is it going to cost?" "I might have an idea about that. Meet in my office?" <<if $elle.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Elle3.jpg" width="600"> <<elseif $kira.met>>\ <img src="images/Locations/BLCBuilding/Kira3.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ Fifteen minutes later you are both seated in your office at BLC, looking over some paperwork you've had for some time. "What I am proposing is to bring you in and have you working officially with BLC." "You mean hiring me?" "I mean as a private contractor. You are stil independent, but every Thursday you run a fitness group for us. This will mean we fund all your expenses, salary, advertising. And you get to make use of all the facilities. If you want to make to more permanent, that is a possibility at any time." "Maybe. We'll see what happens. It seems pretty cool $mc.name." After signing a few papers, Stacy gives you a peck on the cheek, and saunters her ass out. ''Stacy's workout sessions can now be visit from your living room or BLC.'' [[Return home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set _workoutType to random(1, 3); _workout to random(1, 4); >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ <<switch _workoutType>>\ <<case 1>>\ Stacy decides they will spend the day's session in your gym. <<switch _workout>>\ <<case 1>>\ Some late arrivals to the class strip off in front of everyone. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/1.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ A particularly skinny girl works on her upper body strength under Stacy's guidance and your supervision. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ <<if CheckEvent($stella, "HouseBimbo") or CheckEvent($stella, "BLCEmployee")>>\ Stella joins today's session and you help her work out some kinks in her glutes, much to everyone else's interest. <<else>>\ Stacy shows them how to do various kinds of squats. <</if>>\ <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/4.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ Shoulder strength is important. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/7.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 21>>\ About twenty women attend today's session, filling the room completely, and leaving some bimbos working out uncomfortably close to one another. After looking in on the class you have to pinch yourself as small gaggles of totally naked women hang about your home, chatting and living normally. <<else>>\ About ten women turn up today. Attendance is down from it's peak before Stacy instituted her new nude exercise rule, but the girls who stuck it out are even more committed to their fitness. <</if>>\ <<case 2>>\ The group is spending the day doing activities in the BLC common room. <<switch _workout>>\ <<case 1>>\ It appears today's session is joga. Not surprisingly, a number of women decided to make it more interesting. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/1b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ Looks like it's a dance class today. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/2b.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ You check one woman's form to make sure that she is doing her leg kicks properly. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/3.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ After a particularly intense session a few of the bimbos celebrate new personal records. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 21>>\ About twenty women attend today's session. Fortunately the space was designed to hold much larger gatherings. You also don't mind seeing a group of naked women hanging out in the kitchen after the class. <<else>>\ About ten women turn up today. Attendance is down from it's peak before Stacy instituted her new nude exercise rule, but the girls who stuck it out are even more committed to their fitness. <</if>>\ <<case 3>>\ Stacy has decided to do some outside activities today. <<switch _workout>>\ <<case 1>>\ Some of the girls spend the time socializing as well. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/1c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 2>>\ The good thing being outside, you can use the hose to cool down. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/2c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 3>>\ One woman is demonstrating why stretching is so important. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/3c.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <<case 4>>\ After a particularly intense session a few of the bimbos celebrate new personal records. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Gym/Naked/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> <</switch>>\ <<if $mc.fame gte 21>>\ About twenty women attend today's session, and the yard is packed. Your only wish is they could also be naked. <<else>>\ About ten women turn up today. Attendance is down from it's peak before Stacy instituted her new nude exercise rule, but the girls who stuck it out are even more committed to their fitness. <</if>>\ <</switch>>\ <<if CheckEvent($storyData, "GymRandom")>>\ [[You decide to check on Stacy's class|Exercise Group Random Event]] <</if>>\ [[Home|Home Activities][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($dani, "BLCEmployeeStart"); AddEvent($dani, "BLCEmployeeTraining"); $dani.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You walk into BLC and realize you have not called Dani to go over her new job. Now seems to be the perfect opportunity and you pick up your phone. "Hey $mc.name. What's up?" "Hey, sorry I kinda dropped the ball. Any chance you've got some time to go over your employment opportunity here at BLC?" "Yeah, I can right now. I just got out of class." "Great. Head on over." It only takes Dani twenty minutes to arrive, wearing a cute sweater and carrying a pink bag. <img src="images/Dani/BLCJob/1.jpg" width="600"> "Hey $mc.name." "Hello Dani, shall we begin?" Dani puts her bag down on the table and takes a seat. <img src="images/Dani/BLCJob/2.jpg" width="600"> "Cute bag by the way." Dani smiles. "Thanks." There are quite a few topics to go over, from employment paperwork to the digital management system. Dispite it all, Dani gets the hang of it rather quickly. After the hour mark Dani starts looking rather tired, so you decide to call it quits for the day. "I think that's all for today Dani, thanks for coming by. You sure you still want to do this?" "Absolutely, and I need the money." You both laugh. "Do you mind if I just hang out and finish up some homework?" "Oh absolutely, I'm going to do some office work upstairs. Feel free to stay as long as you need. You are an employee now after all." You head upstairs to your office, another hour quickly passing. [[Check on Dani|Dani BLC Job Training Finish]]

After finishing up you head down to check on Dani. <img src="images/Dani/BLCJob/3.jpg" width="600"> She is passed out on the table with her books. You decide to let her sleep, so you place a key on the table and head home. [[Head home|Dani Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stacy, "BLCRandom"); AddEvent($stacy, "RandomText"); $stacy.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ You open it to see Stacy. "Hey. What are you doing here?" "Was in the area and figured I'd say hi." "You should come around more often." "Oh, I should huh?" Stacy squats down, pushing her ass out. "How come papi? Want this big ass?" <img src="images/Stacy/Random/BLCVisit/1.jpg" height="600"> "Who wouldn't." You smack her ass. "Spank me again." You give her another solid smack. Unable to resist any longer, you push her over the counter, tugging at her pants. She pushes you back. You decide to pull your cock out anyway and start poking. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Random/BLCVisit/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> "Sorry, don't have time today daddy. I have to go meet the girls." [[Return|Building]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stacy, "RandomText"); AddEvent($stacy, "RandomText2"); $stacy.dailyEvent to false; >>\ Stacy does not answer the phone when you call her, instead it buzzes with a text. What's up? Just wanted to see if you would like to hang out. Sorry, with the girls :) <img src="images/Stacy/Random/Text/1.jpg" width="600"> Maybe another day you can play with this. Damn girl. [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($stacy, "RandomText2"); $stacy.dailyEvent to false; >>\ Your phone buzzes with a text. My booty graduated! Huh? Huge toy in my ass ... hurts but feels good Come over. can't <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Stacy/Random/Text/2.webm" type="video/webm"></video> Holy shit! Just came so hard, but I gotta go have to work lol took forever to get that in Your cock twitches in your pants. God her ass! [[Home|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($hang, "OfficeSex")>>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You are sitting in your office checking e-mails when you hear heels walking up the stairs. Who could that be you wonder, just as Hang walks round the corner. <img src="images/Hang/Office/1.jpg" height="600"> "Hey! How are you? Didn't expect you to visit, I'm glad you did though." "Sorry, did not mean to surprise you." "No no, I like it. You should be here all the time." You smile at her. She smiles back. "You're all dressed up." "Just got off work, like it?" "I love it." <img src="images/Hang/Office/2.jpg" height="600"> Hang bends over the desk and you can see her ass through her tight skirt. She looks sexy as hell; more and more like a bimbo every day. [[Continue|Hang Office Sex Kiss]]

You cross around the desk as Hang takes a step forward and embraces you. The two of you begin to kiss each other. Hang runs her hand down your pants and over your cock as you reach back and squeeze her ass. You can tell Hang's been working out, her butt is firm, shapely, and tight. She's more and more beautiful every time you see her. "$mc.name?" "Yeah?" "Can I suck your cock?" "Whenever you want to." Hang smiles, gets down on her knees, and starts to passionately suck your cock. <img src="images/Hang/Office/3.jpg" height="600"> Hang slowly moves her mouth back and forth as she strokes the length of your cock. She wraps her big, lucious lips tightly around your cock and swirls her tongue round. "You like?" "God yes." [[Continue|Hang Office Sex Final]]

After letting Hang make love to you with her mouth she crawls up on to your desk. "Have you fucked anyone on your desk yet $mc.name?" "No." <img src="images/Hang/Office/4.jpg" height="600"> "You should fix that." "I think so too." You begin to fuck her. She grabs a hold of the desk to brace herself as you drive forward harder and harder. Hang's cries tell you she loves being fucked; she is becoming more and more of a sex addict. You lose track of time, eventually finding yourselves on the floor. You grip her tiny waist, pounding her relentlessly. She reaches back, pushing on your arm as you pin her to the floor with every inch of your cock. <video id="video" autoplay loop width="600"><source src="images/Hang/Office/5.webm" type="video/webm"></video> You cum deep inside of Hang. "Oh my god!" Hang falls to the floor, spreadeagle with your cock buried inside her. "You are the most amazing woman." After recovering, you help Hang clean herself up. You then close the office and building, and head home together. [[Home|Building][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "PornTalk"); AddEvent($storyData, GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]); AddEvent($hang, "PornTalk2"); >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ As you mill about the house Hang is laying on the sofa reading a magazine. As you walk over she puts it down and looks up at you. "Good morning." Hang smiles at you. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Talk/1.jpg" width="600"> Hang, as always, looks stunning. She's perfect. "Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something." "OK." Hang sits up. "What do you think of your profile? Do you want to start uploading those photos to it?" "Uhmmm." You wonder if she's into it or not. "It could be fun. I mean I don't mind publishing photos of myself and I think they turned out well." "I agree, you look beautiful." "I don't know about that." "You do, and I think you'll be one of the most popular girls out there." "OK, sure." Hang giggles and goes back to reading her magazine. She looks up at you again. "Thanks $mc.name." You head back to your room to work a bit on Hang's profile page. [[Finish|Hang Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "LesbianPorn"); AddEvent($hang, "PornResult"); $hang.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 2>>\ You talked with Charlotte and organized nearly everything. Her friend is on her way over today for the shoot. "Hey, Hang. Scheduled it for you tonight." <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/0.jpg" height="600"> "Yeah, umm about that, not so sure." Hang seems to be panicking a little. "Hey, this is completely up to you. If you're uncomfortable, I'll call it off." "No no, it's alright. I'll at least try it... just nervous." "Well, I did buy you a cute outfit." You hand Hang a box smiling. She lights up, grabs the box, and tears it open. "Oh! It's so pretty." It's time to get everything ready. [[Clean up the place and prepare for the video|Hang Lesbian Porn Arrive]]

<<set RemoveEvent($hang, "PornProfile"); AddEvent($hang, "PornTalk"); $hang.weeklyEvent to false; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Now that Hang has done a bit of photo modelling, it would be a good idea to create an online profile. It would be a great promotional move, and could even turn out to be profitable. You decide to talk to Hang about it; finding her in your bedroom. "Hey, I wanted to talk to you about making a profile." "A profile?" "Yeah, a web profile for your videos. Then we can see comments, requests, feedback and the like. You never know, it could turn out great. We just need a profile picture to start." "Sure, why not." You and Hang spend a few hours on a photo session. Now the decision is, which one do the two of you choose? <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/1.jpg" height="600"> [[Pick Profile Picture 1|Hang Porn Profile Choice][$hang.profileImage to 1]] <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/2.jpg" height="600"> [[Pick Profile Picture 2|Hang Porn Profile Choice][$hang.profileImage to 2]] <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/3.jpg" width="600"> [[Pick Profile Picture 3|Hang Porn Profile Choice][$hang.profileImage to 3]] <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/4.jpg" height="600"> [[Pick Profile Picture 4|Hang Porn Profile Choice][$hang.profileImage to 4]] <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/5.jpg" height="600"> [[Pick Profile Picture 5|Hang Porn Profile Choice][$hang.profileImage to 5]] <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/6.jpg" height="600"> [[Pick Profile Picture 6|Hang Porn Profile Choice][$hang.profileImage to 6]]

<<set AddEvent($hang, "Photography"); $hang.dailyEvent to false; $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $hang.slut += 1; $hang.photography to 2; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ It's been a while since you've done anything fun with Hang, and you've had a great idea; get Hang to take some sexy photos. You grab your camera and walk to Hang's room. She's sprawled out across her bed, looking sexy as ever. You snap a picture. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/1/1.jpg" width="600"> Hang looks back at you unamused. "Uhm, what are you doing?" "Taking pictures." Hang scrambles towards you across the bed. You snap another photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/1/2.jpg" width="600"> Hang grabs the camera and puts it down. She pulls you onto the bed, looks up at you smiling, and pulls down your pants. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/1/3.jpg" width="600"> Hang keeps smiling up at you as she begins to suck your cock. God her mouth is amazing. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/1/4.jpg" width="600"> ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Hang is now more of a slut.'' [[Continue|Hang Photoshoot 1 Finish]]

Hang makes you cum hard, then licks up every drop. You grab the camera and ask her for just one photo. "Fine, one." "Over by the mirror?" Hang crawls over to the mirror and takes off her top, looking back at you. Perfect; you snap a photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/1/5.jpg" width="600"> Hang hops up and pushes you out of the room as she puts her top back on. "Out." Hang closes the door behind you. ''You can now take photographs with Hang at your studio.'' [[Back to the living room|Hang Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.dailyEvent to false; $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $hang.slut += 1; $hang.photography to 3; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ You have finally managed to talk Hang into doing more photoshoots. This time you purchased a black corset and lingerie for her to wear. Hang walks into the studio already dressed. "Where do you want me?" "Over here." You point toward the white wall. Hang poses and you take the first photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/2/1.jpg" height="600"> "Perfect." <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/2/2.jpg" height="600"> You walk up and go low in front of Hang. She spins around and pokes her ass at you. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/2/3.jpg" height="600"> "One more." You spin her back around. "One more pose beautiful." <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/2/4.jpg" height="600"> ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Hang is now more of a slut.'' [[Finish up|Hang Photo Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($hang, "PornProfile"); $hang.dailyEvent to false; $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $hang.slut += 1; $hang.photography to 4; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Hang's beginning to get into the whole photography thing. This time you bought her a sexy pair of pink bra and panties. "Where do you want me?" "Over there." You point over at the white wall again. Hang poses and you take the first photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/3/1.jpg" height="600"> You take more photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/3/2.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/3/3.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/3/4.jpg" height="600"> [[Tell Hang to take off her clothes|Hang Photoshoot 3 Finish]]

Hang strips as you take more photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/3/5.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/3/6.jpg" height="600"> ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Hang is now more of a slut.'' [[Finish up|Hang Photo Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.dailyEvent to false; $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $hang.slut += 1; $hang.photography to 5; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Hang's starting to love taking photos. This time you bought her a sexy schoolgirl outfit. "Where do you want me?" "Over there." You point over at the white wall again. Hang poses and you take the first photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/4/1.jpg" height="600"> You take more photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/4/2.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/4/3.jpg" height="600"> ... [[Tell Hang to take off her clothes|Hang Photoshoot 4 Finish]]

Hang strips as you take photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/4/4.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/4/5.jpg" height="600"> ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Hang is now more of a slut.'' [[Finish up|Hang Photo Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set $hang.dailyEvent to false; $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $hang.slut += 1; $hang.photography to 6; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Hang's starting to love taking photos. This time you bought her a sexy set of white high heels. "Where do you want me?" "Over there." You point over at the white wall again. Hang poses and you take the first photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/5/1.jpg" height="600"> [[Tell Hang to pose|Hang Photoshoot 5 Finish]]

<<set $hang.dailyEvent to false; $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $hang.slut += 1; $hang.photography to 7; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Hang loves taking photos. This time you bought her a sexy set of heels, pink lingiere, and fishnets. "Where do you want me?" "Over there." You point over at the white wall again. Hang poses and you take the first photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/6/1.jpg" height="600"> You take more photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/6/2.jpg" height="600"> Hang gets down on the floor. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/6/3.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/6/4.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/6/5.jpg" height="600"> [[Tell Hang to take off her clothes|Hang Photoshoot 6 Finish]]

<<set $hang.dailyEvent to false; $hang.exhibitionist += 1; $hang.slut += 1; $hang.photography to 8; >>\ <<addhours 1>>\ Hang loves taking photos. This time you bought her a sexy set of blue lingerie. "Where do you want me?" "Over there." You point over at the white wall again. Hang poses and you take the first photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/7/1.jpg" height="600"> You take another photo. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/7/2.jpg" height="600"> [[Tell Hang to take off her clothes|Hang Photoshoot 7 Finish]]

You take more photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/5/2.jpg" height="600"> Hang crawls on the floor. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/5/3.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/5/4.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/5/5.jpg" height="600"> ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Hang is now more of a slut.'' [[Finish up|Hang Photo Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

Hang strips as you take photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/6/6.jpg" height="600"> ... <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/6/7.jpg" height="600"> ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Hang is now more of a slut.'' [[Finish up|Hang Photo Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set RemoveEvent($storyData, GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()]); RemoveEvent($hang, "PornTalk2"); AddEvent($hang, "LesbianPorn"); $hang.dailyEvent to false; >>\ <<addmins 30>>\ You walk through the house and notice Hang and Charlotte sitting in the living room. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Talk/CharlotteBimbo.jpg" width="600"> <<else>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Talk/CharlotteCollege.jpg" width="600"> <</if>>\ "Oh $mc.name!" Charlotte looks up at you. "Why didn't you tell me you made Hang an online profile? That's so cool, and unfair! Why don't I have one?" Charlotte and Hang both laugh. "I mean look at you girl." "I don't look that great." Charlotte looks at Hang shocked. "What?! Yeah you do. I want a profile too $mc.name, get on it." Charlotte laughs. <<if $charlotte.transformLevel is 2>>\ "You know Hang... If you two are into this adult entertainment stuff, I have a friend who does this kind of thing. She could even come over next Saturday. She's super cute too." <<else>>\ "You know Hang... If you two are into this adult entertainment stuff, I have a college friend looking to do this kind of thing. She needs the money, and she's cute too. She could even come over next Saturday." <</if>>\ "Maybe" Hang giggles. [[Finish|Hang Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

You Selected - <<switch $hang.profileImage>>\ <<case 1>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/1.jpg" height="600"> <<case 2>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/2.jpg" height="600"> <<case 3>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/3.jpg" width="600"> <<case 4>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/4.jpg" height="600"> <<case 5>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/5.jpg" height="600"> <<case 6>>\ <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Profile/6.jpg" height="600"> <</switch>>\ [[Finish|Hang Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<set AddEvent($storyData, "FashionStore")>>\ Greetings New York, Modern Fashion, this city's go to location for all your classy clothing needs, is pleased to announce the completion of our new rennovations. We welcome you to visit our downtown store for adding that extra element of luxury to your wardrobe. Good to know. [[Return|Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]

<<if $eventFinish or $eventSleep>>\ <<goto [[Home Events]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $hang.dailyEvent and $hang.weeklyEvent>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "Photography")>>\ <<if CheckEvent($hang, "LesbianPorn") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Saturday">>\ [[Help Hang get ready for shoot|Hang Lesbian Porn]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "PornTalk2") and CheckEvent($storyData, GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()])>>\ [[Hang is talking with Charlotte|Hang Porn Talk 2]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "PornTalk")>>\ [[Talk to Hang about her profile|Hang Porn Talk]] <<elseif CheckEvent($hang, "PornProfile")>>\ [[Talk to Hang about the photography|Hang Porn Profile]] <</if>>\ <<else>>\ [[You want to spend more time with Hang|Hang Photoshoot 1]] <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\

<<if $eventFinish>>\ <<set $eventFinish to false>>\ <<goto [[Home Photo Studio]]>>\ <<else>>\ <<switch $hang.photography>>\ <<case 2>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("Corset") and $mc.inventory.includes("BlackBra")>>\ <<include [[Hang Photoshoot 2]]>>\ <<else>>\ You need to purchase Hang a corset and black bra. [[Return to studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</if>>\ <<case 3>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("PinkBraPanties")>>\ <<include [[Hang Photoshoot 3]]>>\ <<else>>\ You need to purchase Hang a pink bra and panties. [[Return to studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</if>>\ <<case 4>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("SchoolSkirts")>>\ <<include [[Hang Photoshoot 4]]>>\ <<else>>\ You need to purchase Hang a schoolgirl outfit. [[Return to studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</if>>\ <<case 5>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("WhiteHeels")>>\ <<include [[Hang Photoshoot 5]]>>\ <<else>>\ You need to purchase Hang some white heels. [[Return to studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</if>>\ <<case 6>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("HotPinkBra") and $mc.inventory.includes("PinkFishnets")>>\ <<include [[Hang Photoshoot 6]]>>\ <<else>>\ You need to purchase Hang a hot pink bra and pink fishnets. [[Return to studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</if>>\ <<case 7>>\ <<if $mc.inventory.includes("BlueLingerie")>>\ <<include [[Hang Photoshoot 7]]>>\ <<else>>\ You need to purchase Hang some blue lingerie. [[Return to studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</if>>\ <<case 8>>\ ''More photography content with Hang coming in the future.'' [[Return to studio|Home Photo Studio]] <</switch>>\ <</if>>\

Hang strips as you take photos. <img src="images/Hang/Photoshoots/7/3.jpg" height="600"> ''Hang is now more of an exhibitionist. Hang is now more of a slut.'' [[Finish up|Hang Photo Hub][$eventFinish to true]]

<<sethours 18>>\ <<setmins 30>>\ You begin to clean up the apartment and prepare the bedroom. You grab your camera and set it up as well. Hang spends her time perfecting her makeup in the bathroom. Finally, the room looks great; hopefully this works out. "All ready Hang. She should be here shortly." "All right." Hang yells from the bathroom. She walks out in her lingiere. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/1.jpg" height="600"> "What do you think?" The doorbell rings. "You look amazing, be right back." You head to the door. Charlotte's friend is standing there in a cute, modern outfit. "Hey, are you $mc.name?" "Yes, you must be Ashley. Charlotte told me quite a bit about you." Hang yells out from the bedroom. You show Ashley to another room so she can change, then go see what Hang needs. [[Check on Hang|Hang Lesbian Porn Meet]]

You walk into the bedroom to check on Hang. She's kneeling on the bed. "Is she here?" "Yeah, you ready?" "No." Hang nervously laughs. Ashley has changed and found her way to the room. She is also wearing lingerie. They are going to look amazing together. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/2.jpg" height="600"> The two girls talk a bit, becoming aquainted. You can tell Hang is more at ease and comfortable. Ashley removes Hang's bra and cups her boobs. Hang looks over at you as you snap a photo. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/3.jpg" height="600"> You turn on the video recording. Ashley makes the first move and begins to kiss Hang. Hang kisses her back and blushes. You haven't seen Hang so nervous since she started her coaching. Ashely pushes Hang back on the bed and pulls her panties down. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/4.jpg" width="600"> Your cock hardens as the girls run their hands over each other. You think to yourself why are you not a part of this. [[Keep filming|Hang Lesbian Porn Foreplay]]

"Mmm" Hang moans. "Charlotte wasn't lying, you are sexy." Hang leans up kissing Ashley deeply. Ashley pulls off her bra as Hang runs her hands through her hair. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/5.jpg" width="600"> "Been with a girl before?" "Sort of." Ashley once again pushes Hang back onto the bed and runs her hands down her belly toward her pussy. Her tongue works down in the same direction. Before you know it, Ashley's mouth is glued to Hang. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/6.jpg" width="600"> Hang begins squirming and moaning. "Mmm, ohhhh fuck." Hang grabs hold of Ashley's hair as she cums. She lays back on the bed as Ashley looks up at her. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/7.jpg" width="600"> "Feel good?" "Uh huh." Hang stretches her body and looks over at you as Ashley goes back to work. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/8.jpg" width="600"> "Hooolllyyy shit." Hang grabs the sheets, still staring at you. She begins to cum again as she grips onto the bed. [[Hang makes a move|Hang Lesbian Porn Sex]]

Ashley runs her tongue towards Hangs clit. Hang giggles. "You're bad." She closes her legs and pushes Ashley away. "You wanna-" Hang stops Ashley, pushes her back on the bed and dives down between her legs to repay the favor. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/9.jpg" width="600"> Hang slides her fingers inside of Ashley, making her moan. "Ohh yes, this is why I love women." Hang starts to lick her. Ashley giggles and rolls over. Hang seems really into it and runs her tongue over her ass. "Heyyy." Ashley giggles, it must have tickled. Hang just tries even more to tickle her and buries her tongue in her ass. "Oh shit." <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/10.jpg" width="600"> Ashley begins to shake and strain. She begins cumming extremely hard and grabs the pillows to bury her face as she yells out. [[Hang climbs on top of Ashley|Hang Lesbian Porn Finish]]

<<addhours 1>>\ As Ashley removes her face from the pillows, the two girls laugh and giggle as Hang runs her hands over Ashley's body. Ashley motions for Hang to come up toward her. Hang mounts Ashley and she pulls Hang's hips toward her face. "Come here." Ashley giggles. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/11.jpg" height="600"> Ashley begins to eat out Hang again. Hang can't hold back for more than a few seconds and arches her back, orgasming again. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/12.jpg" width="600"> "Godddddddddd!" Hang collapses on top of Ashley as the two girls kiss and run their hands over each other. Both are blushing with rosy cheeks after that experience. They begin to kiss again; Hang reaches down and plays with Ashley. This might have been the hottest thing you've ever seen. <img src="images/Hang/Porn/Lesbian/13.jpg" width="600"> [[Leave them in their afterglow|Hang Home Events][$eventFinish to true]]