TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU

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TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU

00. Arrival This time, you come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface and carrying you to shore. Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a rundown apartment, a tent on the beach, or a bed in the “comfortable” new barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. STARGAZER On the first night that new arrivals wash ashore, the moon rises. It's full and beautiful and surrounded by stars. The robots quickly bring old, dusty telescopes out of storage and line them up on the beach to help people get a truly spectacular view. "Look to the heavens! Behold, the chicken, the cat, the owl, the donkey!" It's... the cock, the pussy, the hooters, and the ass. For the rest of the night, characters will become fixated on the specific asset associated with the constellation they've gotten an eyeful of. Whether this leads to some body worship or just casual appreciation is up to you. You can learn about the stars and constellations later this month in some of the rare, non-pornographic books in the library. (More info will go up soon, so please be patient!) ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION An ancient courting ritual has been announced! It involves the give-and-take of candy hearts with slogans printed on them. Of course, since these hearts are being manufactured by robots, their sense of taste is a little... off? Or perhaps off-putting? "You'll do." "5/10." "Acceptable." "Sloppy Seconds." Receiving a negative heart makes one feel insecure, jealous, and submissive. "Be mine." "Nicest ass." "Swell bulge." "They're good lays, Bront." Receiving a positive heart will make one feel confident, boastful, and dominant. Your friendly neighborhood 'bots will give them out to anyone who asks - and maybe even those who don't. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. Eat Or Dare The robots have set up a stall by the beach with a banner that reads: Eat Or Dare. They have procured bigger candy hearts than ever before -- fist-sized and larger -- with actions written on them instead of derogatory slogans. "Take a dive." "Lick me." "Get handsy." The name of the game is to follow the instructions or forfeit the challenge by making the evidence disappear into your mouth. Delicious! Those who eat the candy hearts will feel themselves getting giddy and unreasonably invested in the love affairs of others. They will feel compelled to play matchmaker to spread the cheer. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[holeyjudgment]

The human mind is an incredible thing. Almost as incredible as the basic instincts to seek sex - apparently Colette had plenty of libido to help. With a partner with a good attitude and any experience, it really felt to her like she could learn quickly.

"I-I'll... ah!" she moaned, her hips jerking as she clung to the sheets again. Let Jean take control, let him... make her come. Orgasm. Uh. ...there were probably other words for her to learn too. Shoot, even if she'd heard of them, she was so distracted by his fingers inside of her, and flicking over her clit; she was tight around his fingers, and wet as every breath came harder and shakier. "I... think... it's close?"

[angewiesen]

"Trust me, you'll know..." Jean licked his lips, and his own cock twitched at the sounds of her moans. He'd know too-- with his fingers where they were, he'd feel her throbbing. "Just let go and let it happen."

[holeyjudgment]

Her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on the sensations - new and strange and exciting, her heart pounding and her body like a wound up spring. It felt so... tense, but it felt like releasing it was going to be good, and she wasn't surprised that no one really described it well.

She whimpered and jerked her hips - then another, louder sound, a high pitched moan. Colette's pussy throbbed, and gushed on Jean's fingers as she let go; as she came, and discovered what the heck she'd been missing out on for years, and it was absolutely incredible.

[angewiesen]

There. Even without the moaning, Colette's orgasm was easy to read. Jean kept his fingers where they were, but stopped rubbing her with his thumb. He kept the pressure up, but that was it. Ladies tended to get sensitive pretty quick after coming, and he didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

She looked so sweet, and he very much wanted to kiss her, but she looked overwhelmed as it was. Maybe a minute after she came back down, and had her sense again.

[holeyjudgment]

Colette grasped at the sheets, shuddering as the last stretch washed over her, then relaxed against the bed, breathing hard.

That was... a lot. Almost frightening, if it hadn't felt so good, so intense that she was wide-eyed, staring up unfocused at the ceiling. It was a workout, and it was hard to describe, and she could see exactly why people just went for it for the sake of it.

"...oh... my goodness," were the first words she managed to get out afterwards.