『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer

Or, dive into your own fantasy.

Your beauty was well known even outside the school. Many men and women alike desired you, yet you remained untouched... until now. As you were walking through the hallways, a group of rough-looking men blocked your path, surrounding you on all sides, their lewd grins revealing their sinister intentions.

"Well, well, if it isn't the little slut herself! We've been looking forward to this for a while," one of them sneered.

The leader of the group, a burly man with a face etched with scars and tattoos, stepped forward, his expression twisting into anger. "You think you can win by just teasing us? Today's the day we claim what's ours!" With that, he roughly grabbed your arm, pulling you towards him as his companions closed in.

The leader growled in frustration as he continued to pound into you, his hips slapping against yours with each forceful thrust. His companions took this as a cue and joined in, surrounding you on all sides, their thick cocks violating your every orifice as they took turns fucking you mercilessly. The sounds of skin slapping against flesh and wet moans filled the air, drowning out any semblance of civility that once existed in this place.

Suddenly, you feel something warm and sticky gushing into your womb. The leader's thrusts become erratic as he finally reaches his climax, filling you with his seed. One by one, the other men also release their loads deep inside of you, their hot cum painting your insides. As they all collapse around you, panting heavily from exertion and pleasure, you can't help but wonder if this was a game anymore... or if it ever truly was.

The men around you exchange glances, some looking angry while others look resigned. The leader, however, smirks maliciously and shrugs. "Fine, fine... if that's what you want. But next time..." His voice trails off as he helps you up from the ground, his fingers digging into your flesh roughly.

As they disperse, leaving you bruised but mostly unharmed, you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at winning again... and fear about what might happen if they ever decide to give up.

Your friend looks up at you, surprise registering on her face as she sees the group of men dissipating behind you. "Oh, hey," she says, quickly wiping her hands on her pants before resuming her masturbation. "Um... I was just, y'know... feeling a little frisky."

Her cheeks flush as her fingers slip between her legs, rubbing against her swollen bud in a desperate attempt to find relief.

Your friend lets out a soft moan, arching her back into your touch as you lick and suckle at her sensitive nipple. Her other hand continues to work between her legs, fingers sliding in and out of her wet folds. "Ahh... that feels good..." she pants, closing her eyes as pleasure washes over her.

As you continue to tease her, she leans closer, pressing their bodies together, seeking more contact with you.

The sounds of your panting, combined with the wet slapping noises coming from her fingers speed up in tandem, filling the air with lustful energy. Your friends face contorts into a mix of pleasure and desire as she watches you both, one hand still gripping your hip while the other continues to stroke herself. Her breathing grows ragged, her body tensing up in anticipation.