Candyland CYOA
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Re: Candyland CYOA
Emily ponders whether or not she should take a bath. She briefly smells herself and recoils from the awful combination of the dominatrix's licorice-infused sweat and her own. Emily definately needs a bath for both the purposes of washing off that awful stench, and hopefully loosening the licorice shibari she was bound in. Emily walks over to the "water's" edge and test the water with her toe, causing the fish to swim away scared like normal fish do. Upon her toe touching the surface of the "water", she immediately notices something peculiar about the "water". The "water" feels slightly thicker and stickier than the water she was used to. She bent over the "water's" edge on all fours and scoops up some ot the viscous, sticky fluid up to her lips. It smells very sweet and upon tasting it, Emily immediately identified it as nectar. Emily drank the sweet tasty nectar, quenching her thist.
After taking a drink, Emily pondered whether or not she should actually bathe in this sticky fluid?:
A. What the hell, bathe in it anyway.
B. Carry on travelling (specify direction).
C. Other.
Emily ponders whether or not she should take a bath. She briefly smells herself and recoils from the awful combination of the dominatrix's licorice-infused sweat and her own. Emily definately needs a bath for both the purposes of washing off that awful stench, and hopefully loosening the licorice shibari she was bound in. Emily walks over to the "water's" edge and test the water with her toe, causing the fish to swim away scared like normal fish do. Upon her toe touching the surface of the "water", she immediately notices something peculiar about the "water". The "water" feels slightly thicker and stickier than the water she was used to. She bent over the "water's" edge on all fours and scoops up some ot the viscous, sticky fluid up to her lips. It smells very sweet and upon tasting it, Emily immediately identified it as nectar. Emily drank the sweet tasty nectar, quenching her thist.
After taking a drink, Emily pondered whether or not she should actually bathe in this sticky fluid?:
A. What the hell, bathe in it anyway.
B. Carry on travelling (specify direction).
C. Other.
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Re: Candyland CYOA
C.) it might sound silly or weird by I say we try to drool as much as we can all over the shibari licorice to try to melt through them or weaken them. We can always drink more nectar to replenish our liquids if needed to.
C.) it might sound silly or weird by I say we try to drool as much as we can all over the shibari licorice to try to melt through them or weaken them. We can always drink more nectar to replenish our liquids if needed to.
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A. Even if it doesn't clean like water, it should still get rid of or mask the awful stench.
A. Even if it doesn't clean like water, it should still get rid of or mask the awful stench.
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Re: Candyland CYOA
A jump right on in screaming "Cannonball!"
A jump right on in screaming "Cannonball!"
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HELL yes. A. Or combine A and C to have a more... fun bath time.
HELL yes. A. Or combine A and C to have a more... fun bath time.
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Bathe, and in doing so, pleasure herself.
Bathe, and in doing so, pleasure herself.
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Re: Candyland CYOA
Emily figures that she probably won't find anywhere else nearby to bathe herself and might as well and bathe in the sticky nectar. She steps into the river, the flow of the viscous nectar tugging at her ankles. Emily struts out into the middle of the sweet tasting river, its bed made of nougat. She bends over and cups some of the nectar into her hands and tilts her head back, closing her eyes as she pours the runny, sticky liquid ontop of her, the sweet nectar trickling down her whip-marked, licorice-bound body. Emily winces every time the nectar trickles over one of her whip marks. Emily tries to untie her bindings, with them now coated in the nectar. Her fingers fumble on the already tight knots, seeming to get harder to untie from being coated in the sticky substance, not to mention the fact that the nectar prevented her from getting a firm grip on the knots. Emily groans irritated at not being able to remove her terrible-tasting bindings. She proceeds to rub herself down with the nectar, pausing when she makes it down to her breasts. Emily moans pleasureably as sge vigorously kneads and massages her tender breasts, her palms coated in the warm, sticky nectar. Getting caught up in the moment, she moved one of her fingers down to her pussy, where she begins fingering herself. She sits down in the river and continuously pleasuring herself until she finally escalated herself to a climax. After her climax, her cloudy love juices mixing with the river of nectar. Emily pants heavily and passes out in the river.
Hours later, she wakes up on the muddy banks of a molasses marsh, a waterfall of nectar flowing nearby into the marsh. She must have drifted downriver after she passed out. The air was hot and sticky with a haze hanging about it. The nectar waterfall flowed off the edge of a tall overhanging cliff made of chocolate and nougat; the angle of the cliff making it extremely difficult for Emily to scale it. The narrow shore of the marsh consisted of muddy, thick, sticky molasses with marshmallow reeds and green and brown frosting as grassy vegetation. The marsh of bubbling molasses seemed the go on in all directions from the small cliff.
Where should she go?:
A. Follow the cliff to the right.
B. Follow the cliff to the left.
C. Head out into the murky depths of the marsh.
Emily figures that she probably won't find anywhere else nearby to bathe herself and might as well and bathe in the sticky nectar. She steps into the river, the flow of the viscous nectar tugging at her ankles. Emily struts out into the middle of the sweet tasting river, its bed made of nougat. She bends over and cups some of the nectar into her hands and tilts her head back, closing her eyes as she pours the runny, sticky liquid ontop of her, the sweet nectar trickling down her whip-marked, licorice-bound body. Emily winces every time the nectar trickles over one of her whip marks. Emily tries to untie her bindings, with them now coated in the nectar. Her fingers fumble on the already tight knots, seeming to get harder to untie from being coated in the sticky substance, not to mention the fact that the nectar prevented her from getting a firm grip on the knots. Emily groans irritated at not being able to remove her terrible-tasting bindings. She proceeds to rub herself down with the nectar, pausing when she makes it down to her breasts. Emily moans pleasureably as sge vigorously kneads and massages her tender breasts, her palms coated in the warm, sticky nectar. Getting caught up in the moment, she moved one of her fingers down to her pussy, where she begins fingering herself. She sits down in the river and continuously pleasuring herself until she finally escalated herself to a climax. After her climax, her cloudy love juices mixing with the river of nectar. Emily pants heavily and passes out in the river.
Hours later, she wakes up on the muddy banks of a molasses marsh, a waterfall of nectar flowing nearby into the marsh. She must have drifted downriver after she passed out. The air was hot and sticky with a haze hanging about it. The nectar waterfall flowed off the edge of a tall overhanging cliff made of chocolate and nougat; the angle of the cliff making it extremely difficult for Emily to scale it. The narrow shore of the marsh consisted of muddy, thick, sticky molasses with marshmallow reeds and green and brown frosting as grassy vegetation. The marsh of bubbling molasses seemed the go on in all directions from the small cliff.
Where should she go?:
A. Follow the cliff to the right.
B. Follow the cliff to the left.
C. Head out into the murky depths of the marsh.
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Cool molasses. She should totally head into the depths eating them molassess, tasting the sweet bitterness and figure out how to brew Rum from it
Cool molasses. She should totally head into the depths eating them molassess, tasting the sweet bitterness and figure out how to brew Rum from it
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B. Shade is proud to have made a suggestion.
B. Shade is proud to have made a suggestion.