Vorevival

{ <img src="images/vorevival.gif"> [[New Game->PLAY]] [[Load Game->Load Game]] [[Updates]](css:"font-size: 60%")[ ''Updated 6/1/2020''] (css: "font-size: 75%")[''YOU MUST BE 18+ TO PLAY THIS GAME''] <a href="https://www.patreon.com/queenkyobi"> <img src="images/patreonlogo.png" width="60" height="60"> </a> <img src="images/spacer.png" width="64" height="64"> <a href="https://www.twitter.com/qkyobi"> <img src="images/twitterlogo.png" width="64" height="64" style="border:4px"> </a> <img src="images/kyobiware.png" width="236" height="31"> }

With the scene set, it's now time to find out a little more about //you//. Or, at least, you in the context of your character. Throughout your life as prey, you've found yourself good at one thing in particular. What was it? [[Fighting]] [[Scavenging]] [[Sneaking]] {(set: $exp to 0) (set: $nextxp to 100) (set: $level to 1) (set: $inv to (a:)) (set: $time to (12)) (set: $day to (1)) (set: $weapon to "nothing") (set: $armor to "plain clothes") (set: $accessory to "nothing")}

(font:"Verdana")[If anyone can say that you've been good at anything, it's fighting. You've had to battle a bunch of insects and small creatures in the pursuit of keeping yourself safe. Against all the odds, you've survived every single battle, and not only that, you succeeded with confidence.] (font:"Verdana")[//This will give you a bonus in Hitpoints and Strength.//] (font:"Verdana")[Does that sound about right?] (font:"Verdana")[[Absolutely.->Fighting Confirm]] (font:"Verdana")[[I've changed my mind.->PLAY 2]]

(font:"Verdana")[You've always just been really good at finding stuff, honestly. There hasn't been a single crumb of food that hasn't gone undetected by your nose, eyes, or stomach. Your keen senses have allowed you to stay on top throughout your life, keeping you warm, sated, and most of all, safe.] (font:"Verdana")[//This will give you a bonus in Perception and Intellect.//] (font:"Verdana")[Does that sound about right?] (font:"Verdana")[[Absolutely.->Scavenging Confirm]] (font:"Verdana")[[I've changed my mind.->PLAY 2]]

(font:"Verdana")[You've always been a little more careful than other people. Because of your natural wariness, you've managed to become very proficient in both sneaking around and climbing. You've had a few close encounters over the course of your life ... but a macro hasn't seen you yet.] (font:"Verdana")[//This will give you a bonus in Agility and Intellect.//] (font:"Verdana")[Does that sound about right?] (font:"Verdana")[[Absolutely.->Sneaking Confirm]] (font:"Verdana")[[I've changed my mind.->PLAY 2]]

Very well. [[Continue->Item]] (set: $strength to 8) (set: $curhp to 12) (set: $maxhp to 12) (set: $agility to 6) (set: $perception to 6) (set: $intelligence to 6)

(font:"Verdana")[During your travels, you came across a very peculiar object. I forgot to mention, of course, that magic does exist in this world. Exceedingly rare, but it most certainly has a presence, more than just myth and legend. The object that you acquired is most certainly related to the arcane. It has properties that you can't quite explain. You've kept it close by your side ever since. What object did you find? [[A perpetually sharp needle]] [[A tiny unbreakable hat]] [[A lucky bead]]]

Very well. [[Continue->Item]] (set: $strength to 6) (set: $curhp to 10) (set: $maxhp to 10) (set: $agility to 6) (set: $perception to 8) (set: $intelligence to 8)

Very well. [[Continue->Item]] (set: $strength to 6) (set: $curhp to 10) (set: $maxhp to 10) (set: $agility to 8) (set: $perception to 6) (set: $intelligence to 8)

Very well. [[Continue->Item]] (set: $strength to 7) (set: $curhp to 10) (set: $maxhp to 10) (set: $agility to 7) (set: $perception to 7) (set: $intellect to 7)

This needle has never dulled since the moment that you acquired it, remaining sharp and pointy, no matter how you use it. It's been a useful tool in many ways ... but it's mostly been useful in warding off potential enemies. //Provides an excellent weapon to start with.// Is this the item that you found? [[Sure is.->Needle Confirm]] [[Never seen this junk in my life.->Item]]

A really, really tiny little hard hat. You thought that it was for a kid's toy at first ... until it saved you from getting crushed, at least. The hard hat was capable of resisting a giant's foot ... while keeping you in one piece. It's definitely a solid defensive item. //Provides a small chance to completely resist any kind of damage.// Is this the item that you found? [[Yes.->Hat Confirm]] [[A tiny hat? That's lame. Give me something else! ->Item]]

A lucky bead. You're not sure what it is about this thing ... but it just makes you feel lucky. Ever since you found it, things have just been ever so slightly better for you. It might be superstition, but ... you're willing to take every edge that you can get in this horrible situation that you've found yourself in. //Has a pretty decent chance of making sure that you don't fail an encounter too horribly.// Is that the item you found? [[Yep!->Bead Confirm]] [[Keep your damn bead to yourself.->Item]]

Very well. [[Continue->Gender]] (set: $inv to $inv + (a: "magic needle"))

Very well. [[Continue->Gender]] (set: $inv to $inv + (a: "hard hat"))

Very well. [[Continue->Gender]] (set: $inv to $inv + (a: "lucky bead"))

It's certainly intimidating being by yourself. But you're more than ready to tackle it. After all, this has been all that you've known for your entire life ... being a very, very small little thing being chased and hunted by those much, much bigger than you. This is the first day of the rest of your life. Armed only with your own puny body and very few tools - and absolutely no food - you'll need to venture out on your own in order to survive. Will you eat, or will you be eaten? [[Continue->Home]] (set: $hpotion to 1)

{(if: $time is 20)[It's getting late. You should probably get some rest.] (else:)[You are in your little cubby hole within the restaurant's walls. Adventure awaits!] (if: $weapon is "nothing" and $accessory is "nothing")[ You currently have nothing equipped. You should probably deal with that.] } ''TIME:'' (print: $time):00 ''DAY:'' (print: $day) {(if: $time is 20 and $coffeemachine is 0)[[[Rest->Rest]]](else:)[[[Venture Out->Venture out]]]} [[Storage->Inventory]] [[Equipment]] [[Statistics->Stats]] [[Save Game]]

{Where do you want to go? (if: $shopunlock is 0)[[[Strange Nook->Strange Nook]] ] (if: $shopunlock is 1)[[[Shop->Shop]] ] [[Restaurant]] (if: $antiquestore is 1)[[[Antique Store]] ] ''More places coming soon!'' [[Back->Home]] }

<img src="images/borderdown.png"> ''ITEMS'' (print: $inv.join(", ")) (print: $hpotion) health potions. ''FOOD'' {(if: $food is >=1)[You have (print:$food) food left.] (if: $food is 0)[You have no food left.]} You currently eat (print: $level) pieces of food per turn. <img src="images/borderup.png"> [[Back->Home]]

<img src="images/borderdown.png"> ''LVL:''(print:$level) ((print:$exp)/(print:$nextxp)) ''HP:''(print: $curhp)/(print:$maxhp) ''Strength:''(print: $strength) ''Agility:''(print: $agility) ''Intelligence:''(print: $intelligence) ''Perception:''(print: $perception) <img src="images/borderup.png"> [[Back->Home]]

This rolls a six sided dice. Normally, at least. The lucky bead, in theory, should boost all rolls by one, making our minimum roll a two, and our maximum roll a seven. This is to test that theory. (if: $inv contains "lucky bead")[Lucky bead!](set: $roll to 1) (else:)[No lucky bead.] (set: $roll to $roll + (random:1,6)) Your roll is: (print: $roll) (set: $roll to 0) [[Roll Again->Test Roll]] [[Back->Debug]]

{(set: $randevent to (random:1,6)) (if: $randevent is 1)[You've gotten random event number 1! Your computer will self destruct in 10 seconds. Just kidding.] (elseif: $randevent is 2)[Hooray for random event number 2! You are the best person in the world ever for supporting me on Patreon. Thanks for supporting me financially and dealing with my nonsense.] (elseif: $randevent is 3)[Random event 3. Oh boy. I could probably write more in these, but since they're going to be deleted pretty promptly, it doesn't seem like there's much point.] (elseif: $randevent is 4)[Random event 4219! Wow. Can you believe that I wrote that many? Just kidding. It's number four.] (elseif: $randevent is 5)[Random event 5. Running out of stuff to put here.] (elseif: $randevent is 6)[Random event 6. I love you!] (set: $randevent to 0)} [[Back->Debug]]

{ (if: $battlestart is 1)[(set: $monsaction to (random: 1,4))] (if: $monsaction is 1)[The monster giggles at you.] (else-if: $monsaction is 2)[(set: $monsattack to (random: 1,2))(set: $curhp to $curhp - $monsattack)The monster gives you a quick slap on the face for (print: $monsattack)HP!(set: $monsattack to 0)] (else-if: $monsaction is 3)[The monster innocently blows a few bubbles in your general direction.] (else-if: $monsaction is 4)[(set: $monsattack to (random: 9,15))(set: $monsattack to $monsattack - $strength)(set:$curhp to $curhp - $monsattack) The monster headbutts you for (print:$monsattack)HP!(set:$monsattack to 0)] (if: $battlestart is 0)[A monster appears! (set: $battlestart to 1) (set: $monsdef to 4)(set: $monshp to 20)]} Your HP: (print: $curhp) Enemy HP: (print: $monshp) [[Attack->Test Attack]]

{(set: $attack to $strength) (set: $attack to $attack + (random: 1,6)) (if: $inv contains "magic needle")[(set: $attack to $attack + 2)] (set: $attack to $attack - $monsdef) (set: $monshp to $monshp - $attack) (if: $monshp is <0)[You kill the monster with an attack for (print: $attack)HP!(set: $battlestart to 0)(set:$monsaction to 0) [[Take me home!->Debug]]] (else-if: $inv contains "magic needle")[You stab the monster with your needle for (print: $attack)HP! [[Nice!->Test Fight]]] (else:)[You punch the monster for (print: $attack)HP! [[Nice!->Test Fight]]]}

This is really just a mishmash of stuff so that Kyobi can test the game and make sure that the spaghetti code that she's writing is functioning properly. Feel free to mess around with this debug stuff as much as you want. [[Random Event]] [[Test Roll]] [[Test Fight]] [[Add Food->(TEST) Add Food]] [[Back->Home]] (set: $curhp to $maxhp)

You rest until morning. [[Wake Up->Home]] (set: $time to 8) (set: $day to $day + 1)

{  (if: $inv contains (a: "lucky bead"))[ (set: $luckyroll to (random: 1, 100)) (if: $luckyroll is >=50)[ (set: $eventroll to 1)]] (set: $eventroll to $eventroll + (random: 1,6))  (if: $eventroll is 1)[ As you run toward the patrons tables, a passing waitress ends up stepping on you, squishing you beneath her foot. Worse is that she wasn't wearing any shoes. Your tiny body ends up getting pressed against rank, sweaty foot, knocking your lungs empty of oxygen and filling them with the foul odor of foot stink instead. Somehow, however, you don't end up taking any grievous wounds ... but after the pressure is lifted from your tiny body, you're in no fit state, physically or mentally, to continue your quest. You slink off back home, dejected. (set: $eventxp to 1) [[Home->Venture Over]] ]  (if: $eventroll is 2 or 3)[ You manage to make it underneath the table, only to find that the patron's legs are unclimbable. Whoever this macro is, they've decided to wear a skirt. The best that you're gonna get from her is an upskirt. Seeing that this people hunt you and your kind down on a daily basis, you feel no shame as you observe the giant bulge of her feminine sex pressing against the white cotton of her panties. (set: $event2roll to (random: 1,100)) (set: $perception to $perception * 10) (set: $event2roll to $event2roll + $pereption) (set: $perception to $perception / 10) (if: $event2roll is <=100)[Unfortunately, you can't spot anything on the ground around you, either. Guess this is a dead trip. (set: $eventxp to 10)] (if: $event2roll is >100 and <=160)[You spot two stray spaghetti noodles on the ground. Nice. (set: $food to $food + $level + 2) (set: $eventxp to 15)] (if: $event2roll is >160)[Damn! Not only do you find a couple of noodles on the ground, but you also scoop yourself up a meatball! Sweet! (set: $eventxp to 20)(set: $food to $food + $level + 4)] [[Continue->Venture Over]] ]  (if: $eventroll is 4 or 5)[Somehow, you manage to make it all the way underneath the table ... and all the way up into a patron's lap. You can feel their blood rushing through their massive legs beneath your feet. This is, without a doubt, incredibly dicey territory. All they need to do is look down, and they'll see you. Customary to when one eats a meal, there's a napkin laid out on the immense lap in front of you. On it are a few specks of food ... a nice chunk of bread, and a solid piece of meat. Enough food to last you for a day or two. The only question is to whether or not you have the guts to go for it. [[I'm sneaky - let's go.->RestEvent1-Agi]] [[Time to bail!->Venture Over]] ]  (if: $eventroll is >=6)[As you examine the restaurant from your spot, looking for the best opening, a passing deer waitress falls over on her way to a patron's table! Her enormous butt goes flying up into the air before crashing down upon the ground, her plump, long legs tangled out underneath her in a sprawl. The food that she was following soon follows her to the ground. The restaurant suddenly bursts into an uproar! Laughter can be heard coming from every table. You can see the shame spreading across the poor girl's face, but ... you're not about to feel bad for a macro. This is an excellent opportunity for you ... and you're gonna take it. While the restaurant is distracted, you nobly step up onto clean up duty, and set about gathering up as much food as you can. As soon as the actual clean up crew arrives, you scurry off before you're seen ... but you scurry off with pockets weighed down with food. This has been a good hunt. (set: $food to $food + $level + 4) (set: $eventxp to 25) [[Continue->Venture Over]] ] }

One piece of food added to inventory. (set: $food to $food + 1) [[Back->Debug]]

{   (if: $battlestart is 0)[ (if: $monster is "cockroach")[ (set: $mhp to 15) (set: $mstr to 2) (set: $mdef to 1) (set: $magi to 11) (set: $minhit to 1) (set: $maxhit to 5) (set: $winxp to 20) (set: $monloot to $level + (random: 0,3)) ]]  (if: $battlestart is 0)[''A (print:$monster) approaches!'' (if: $agility is >= $magi)[(set: $preemptive to 1)] (set: $defense to $strength / 2) (set: $defense to (round: $defense)) ]  (if: $battlestart is 0 and $preemptive is 0)[ The monster attacks first! (set: $matt to $mstr) (set: $matt to $matt + (random: $minhit, $maxhit)) (set: $matt to $matt - $defense) (if: $matt is <=0)[(set: $matt to 1)] The monster hits for (print: $matt) damage! (set: $curhp to $curhp - $matt) (set: $battlestart to 1) ]  (if: $preemptive is 1) [You get the first hit! (set: $battlestart to 1) (set: $preemptive to 0)]  (if: $attack is 1)[You attack the monster with your (print:$weapon)! (set: $patt to $strength / 2) (set: $patt to $patt + $wbonus) (set: $patt to $patt - $mdef) (set: $patt to (round: $patt)) (if: $patt is <=0)[(set: $patt to 1)] You hit the monster for (print:$patt) damage! (set: $mhp to $mhp - $patt) ]  (if: $heal is 1)[ You quaff a potion... (set: $hpotion to $hpotion -1) (set: $heal to $curhp / 2) (set: $heal to (round:$heal)) (set: $curhp to $curhp + $heal) (if: $curhp is > $maxhp)[(set: $curhp to $maxhp)] You restore (print:$heal)HP! ]  (if: $run is 1)[(set: $runchance to (random:1,100)) You try to run... ] (if: $runchance is >=50)[You successfully escape! (set: $battlestart to 4) [[Continue->Venture Over]] ] (if: $run is 1 and $runchance is <=49)[You fail to escape.]  (if:$mhp is <=0)[(set: $battlestart to 2)]  (if: $curhp is <=0)[(set: $battlestart to 3)]  (if: $attack or $heal or $run is 1 and $battlestart is 1)[ (set: $mattack to 1)]  (if: $monster is "cockroach" and $mattack is 1)[ (set: $monact to (random: 1,3)) (if: $monact is 1)[The cockroach wriggles it's feelers.] (if: $monact is 2)[The cockroach rears up and attacks! (set: $matt to $mstr) (set: $matt to $matt + (random: $minhit, $maxhit)) (set: $matt to $matt - $defense) (set: $matt to (round: $matt)) (if: $matt is <=0)[(set: $matt to 1)] (if: $accessory is "hard hat")[ (set: $hardhatroll to (random:1,10)) (if: $hardhatroll is 10)[(set:$matt to 0) Your hard hat blocks all incoming damage!]] The monster hits for (print: $matt) damage! (set: $curhp to $curhp - $matt) ] (if: $monact is 3)[The cockroach's carapace ripples as it's body tightens up, raising it's defense! (set: $mdef to $mdef +1)] (set: $mattack to 0) ]  (if: $battlestart is 3)[The (print: $monster) defeats you... (set: $eventxp to 1) [[Continue->Venture Over]]]  (if: $battlestart is 2)[You defeat the ''(print:$monster)!'' ]  (if: $battlestart is 2)[(set: $lootchance to (random: 1,100))]   (if: $lootchance is >=70 and $battlestart is 2)[ (if: $inv contains "cockroach carapace" or $armor is "cockroach carapace")[You recieve a cockroach carapace. Since you already have one, you sell it to Rachel for eight pieces of food. (set: $food to $food + 8)] (else:)[You recieve an intact cockroach carapace! (set: $inv to $inv + (a: "cockroach carapace"))] ]  (if: $battlestart is 2)[You recieve (print:$monloot) pieces of (print:$monster) meat! (set: $food to $food + $monloot) You recieve (print:$winxp)XP! (set: $exp to $exp + $winxp) [[Continue->Venture Over]] ]  (if: $battlestart is 1)[ (set: $attack to 0) (set: $defend to 0) (set: $heal to 0) <div id=center>''What's your move?'' (link:"Attack")[(set: $attack to 1) (go-to:"Battle")] (if: $hpotion is >=1)[(link:"Heal")[ (set: $heal to 1) (go-to:"Battle")]] (link:"Run")[(set: $run to 1) (go-to:"Battle")] (css: "font-size:80%")[''HP:(print:$curhp)/(print:$maxhp)'' [You have (print:$hpotion) health potion(s) left.] <div> ] ] }

{  You head back home and rest for a couple of hours. (if: $time is 24)[(set: $time to 0)] (set: $eventroll to 0) (set: $event2roll to 0) (set: $time to $time + 4) (set: $battlestart to 0) (set: $attack to 0) (set: $heal to 0) (set: $run to 0) (set: $lootchance to 0)  (if: $eventxp is >=1)[You gain (print: $eventxp)XP from your adventure! (set: $exp to $exp + $eventxp) (set: $eventxp to 0)]  (if: $exp is >= $nextxp)[ (set: $level to $level + 1) (set: $nextxp to $level * 100) (set: $exp to 0) [You level up!]  (set: $hplvl to (random: 0,2)) (if: $hplvl is >=1)[ [Your max hitpoints go up by (print:$hplvl)!] (set: $maxhp to $maxhp + $hplvl) (set: $hplvl to 0) ]  (set: $strengthlvl to (random: 0,2)) (if: $strengthlvl is >=1)[ [Your Strength goes up by (print:$strengthlvl)!] (set: $strength to $strength + $strengthlvl) (set: $strengthlvl to 0) ]  (set: $agilitylvl to (random: 0,2)) (if: $agilitylvl is >=1)[ [Your Agility goes up by (print:$agilitylvl)!] (set: $agility to $agility + $agilitylvl) (set: $agilitylvl to 0) ]  (set: $intlvl to (random: 0,2)) (if: $intlvl is >=1)[ [Your Intelligence goes up by (print:$intlvl)!] (set: $intelligence to $intelligence + $intlvl) (set: $intlvl to 0) ]  (set: $perceplvl to (random: 0,2)) (if: $perceplvl is >=1)[ [Your Perception goes up by (print:$perceplvl)!] (set: $perception to $perception + $perceplvl) (set: $perceplvl to 0) ] ]  (if: $food is 0)[ (set: $curhp to $curhp - (random: 1,2)) (if: $curhp is <=0)[(set: $curhp to 1)] [You have no food to eat. You lose a little HP from starvation.] ] (if: $food is >=$level)[(set: $food to $food - $level) (set: $curhp to $maxhp) [While resting, you eat (print:$level) (if:$level is 1)[piece] (if:$level is >=2)[pieces] of food.]] [[Continue->Home]] }

{ <img src="images/borderdown.png"> Load Game (link:"Slot A") [(load-game:"Slot A")] (link:"Slot B") [(load-game:"Slot B")] (link:"Slot C") [(load-game:"Slot C")] [[Back->Title]] <img src="images/borderup.png"> }

{ <img src="images/borderdown.png"> ''Save Game'' (link:"Slot A")[(save-game:"Slot A") (if:(save-game:"Slot A"))[Game Saved!]] (link:"Slot B")[(save-game:"Slot B") (if:(save-game:"Slot B"))[Game Saved!]] (link:"Slot C")[(save-game:"Slot C") (if:(save-game:"Slot C"))[Game Saved!]] [[Back->Home]] <img src="images/borderup.png"> }

{ (set: $restevent to (random: 1,4)) (if: $restevent is 1) [You crawl out into the restaurant to find that it's full of patrons. There's many, many massive sets of legs in front of you, towering up toward polished oak tables, or red cushioned booths. The furs patiently wait for their food. Some dine alone, others with their friends, romantic partners, or families. There's a nice ambience in the restaurant. The lighting is gentle and low. This might be a good opportunity to sneak around and grab some scraps off the tables. Or, it might be a good opportunity to get squished. You always have the opportunity to head back, of course. [[Grab Scraps->RestEvent1]] [[This is too risky. Let's go back and wait for things to calm down.->Venture Over]]] (else-if: $restevent is 2)[(set: $monster to "cockroach") On your way out of the wall, you encounter a giant (print:$monster)! Or, well, a regular sized (print:$monster). It's just giant because you're so small. Either way, you have no choice but to stand your ground and fight! [[Continue->Battle]] ] (else-if: $restevent is 3)[ (if: $claramet is 0)[You poke your head out of the innards of the wall. Immediately, you catch someone's attention. It's a blonde haired, neko female macro ... a humanoid with cat ears and a tail. Much to your surprise, she doesn't immediately alert the restaurant to your presence. Instead, she craftily lifts her enormous hand toward you from her table, and sneakily waves in your direction. You don't know if it's in your best interests to approach her ... but she doesn't look unfriendly. As a matter of fact, she's actually rather pretty. You get the feeling that she might be a kind soul. Not all macros are awful to micros. There are some exceptions to the rule. Perhaps this neko is one of them? Will you approach her table? (set: $eventxp to 1) [[Sure, I'm feeling daring.->Clara Scene 1]] [[Screw that, I'm outta here.->Venture Over]] ] (else-if: $claramet is 1)[As you make your way into the restaurant, you spot Clara. The blonde haired neko hasn't noticed you yet, so you could slip away and avoid her if you wanted to. Then again, she did make you a rather tempting offer last time. Sexual favours for food. It might be easier than sneaking around underneath the tables, at least. You pause and consider for a moment. Is this something you want to do? [[Sure, I'm feeling brave.->Clara Scene 2]] [[Let's come back later when she's not here.->Venture Over]] (set: $eventxp to 1) ] (else-if: $claramet is 2)[You poke your head out into the restaurant, and you immediately see Clara. The neko doesn't notice you ... she's too busy eating a salad. The last encounter that you had with her was ... weird, that was for certain. Beyond the fact that you crawled up inside of the giantess, the way that she dismissed you, well ... it wasn't very nice. Still. Maybe Clara dehumanizing you is worth the food that she gave you. Those candies are pretty great, and it's not like you physically harmed yourself. Maybe your ego isn't worth starving yourself. [[Let's go and see Clara.->Clara Scene 3]] [[I'd rather keep what's left of my dignity.->Venture Over]] (set: $eventxp to 1) ] ] (if: $restevent is 4)[ Right now, the restaurant seems pretty quiet. There are only a few customers here. Nobody who looks like a good target to plunder. Everyone is a little too awake, a little too alert for you be able to climb up onto their tables. So, instead, you cast your eyes to the floor. You look around, attempting to find something... (set: $event2roll to (random: 1,100)) (set: $perception to $perception * 2) (set: $event2roll to $event2roll + $perception) (set: $perception to $perception / 2) (if: $event2roll is >=45)[ While you don't spot any food on the floor, you do spot some somewhere else. Specifically, on a macro. [[Continue->RestEvent2]] ] (else:)[Unfortunately, you don't spot anything. You decide to slink off back home for now and come back later. [[Continue->Venture Over]] (set: $eventxp to 1) ] ] }

{ (if: $time is 8)[As you enter the shop, Rachel creeps out sleepily from the backroom to the store front, rubbing at her eyes. It looks like she's just woken up. (set:$racheltalk to (random: 1,3)) (if: $racheltalk is 1)["So," she mumbles. "Are you just gonna stand there, or are you gonna buy something? ] (if: $racheltalk is 2)["It's too early in the day for small talk," she says. "Just tell me what you need." ] (if: $racheltalk is 3)["Let's just get on with this," Rachel sighs. ] [[Next->Buy]] ] (if: $time is 12)[Rachel lazily raises her hand toward you as you enter her dusty little shop, and sits down behind the counter, ready to serve you. (set:$racheltalk to (random: 1,3)) (if: $racheltalk is 1)[She's too busy stuffing her face with a chunk of sandwich to be bothered talking to you. Guess it's time to just point at what you need. ] (if: $racheltalk is 2)["What the fuck do you want?" the canine asks, lounging back into her chair. ] (if: $racheltalk is 3)["You again," she groans. "Well, take a look at what I've got, I guess.] [[Next->Buy]] ] (if: $time is 16)[Rachel is currently strolling around the shop, dusting off a few things with a wet rag. She briefly turns her head toward you when you enter, but she quickly rolls her eyes and turns her attention back toward what she's doing. (set:$racheltalk to (random: 1,3)) (if: $racheltalk is 1)["Don't take too long. I wanna close up shop soon," she sighs. Hospitable as always. ] (if: $racheltalk is 2)["Great. The last thing I need is a customer this late in the day." You open your mouth to ask if you should leave, but she interrupts you before you can get a word out. "//What?//" she asks firmly. ] (if: $racheltalk is 3)["If you think I'm stopping what I'm doing to give you a smile, then you've got another thing coming," she grumbles. "Just tell me what you want." ] [[Next->Buy]] ] }

On the way toward the restaurant, there's the most ... curious little nook. It's clearly micro made, a hole that's been dug out in the insulation between the walls that make up your home. There's a thin black curtain covering it, but, honestly, it's not fooling anyone. It's rather blatant that there's something behind it. Curiosity overtakes you. You can't help but take a peek behind the curtain. Nervously, but eager to see what lays behind it, you lift the corner of the curtain and take a peek, wondering what you'll see. What you see is another micro. A canine - some kind of black furred, curly haired mutt - who's giving you one hell of a stink eye. [[Next->Strange Nook 2]]

{ (if: $test is 0)[(set: $food to 50) (set: $test to 1)] (if: $buyitem is 1)[(set: $buytalk to (random: 1,5))] (if: $buytalk is 1)["Thanks muchly." (set: $buytalk to 0) (set: $buyitem to 0)] (if: $buytalk is 2)["Pleasure doing business, asshole." (set: $buytalk to 0) (set: $buyitem to 0)] (if: $buytalk is 3)["I'm gonna be eating good tonight. Thanks. (set: $buytalk to 0) (set: $buyitem to 0) ] (if: $buytalk is 4)["Yum, yum, get in my tum. Take whatever the hell it is that you bought." (set: $buytalk to 0) (set: $buyitem to 0)] (if: $buytalk is 5)["I'd say thank you, but that'd make me look grateful for your business." (set: $buytalk to 0) (set: $buyitem to 0) ] ''Food:'' (print: $food) pieces ''Stock:'' (if: $twignb is 0)[(link: "Twig") [ (if: $food is >=10)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: "twig")) (set: $twignb to 1) (set: $buyitem to 1) (set: $food to $food -10) (go-to: "Buy")] (else:)[You don't have enough food to buy this.] ] //10 Food// ] (if: $twignb is 1 and $rodnb is 0)[(link: "Metal Rod") [ (if: $food is >=50)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: "metal rod")) (set: $food to $food -50) (set: $rodnb to 1) (set: $buyitem to 1) (go-to: "Buy")] (else:)[You don't have enough food to buy this.] ] //50 Food// ] (if: $swovonb is 0 and $rodnb is 1)[(link: "Blade of Vorevival") [ (if: $food is >=50000)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: "blade of vorevival")) (set: $swovonb to 1) (set: $food to $food -50000) (set: $buyitem to 1) (go-to: "Buy")] (else:)[You don't have enough food to buy this.] ] //50000 Food// ] (if: $rarmnb is 0)[(link: "Rusty Armor") [ (if: $food is >=12)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: "rusty armor")) (set: $rarmnb to 1) (set: $food to $food -12) (set: $buyitem to 1) (go-to: "Buy")] (else:)[You don't have enough food to buy this.] ] //12 Food// ] (if: $rarmnb is 1 and $warmnb is 0)[(link: "Wool Armor") [ (if: $food is >=70)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: "wool armor")) (set: $warmnb to 1) (set: $food to $food -70) (set: $buyitem to 1) (go-to: "Buy")] (else:)[You don't have enough food to buy this.] ] //70 Food// ] (set: $hpotprice to 0) (set: $hpotprice to $level * 5) (link: "Health Potion") [(if: $food is >=$hpotprice)[(set: $hpotion to $hpotion +1) (set: $buyitem to 1) (set: $food to $food - $hpotprice) (go-to: "Buy")] (else:)[You don't have enough food to buy this.]] //(print: $hpotprice) Food// [[Back->Venture out]] }

{   ''Weapon:'' (print:$weapon) ( +(print:$wbonus) ) (if: $weapon is "nothing")[.] (else:)[ (link: "Unequip")[Unequipped. (set: $inv to $inv + (a: $weapon)) (set: $weapon to "nothing") (set: $wbonus to 0) (go-to: "Equipment")]] (if: $inv contains "magic needle")[ (link:"Magic Needle")[Equipped. (if: $weapon is "nothing")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $weapon))] (set: $weapon to "magic needle") (set: $wbonus to 4) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "magic needle")) (go-to: "Equipment") ]] (if: $inv contains "test weapon")[ (link:"Test Weapon")[Equipped. (if: $weapon is "nothing")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $weapon))] (set: $weapon to "test weapon") (set: $wbonus to 999) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "test weapon")) (go-to: "Equipment") ]] (if: $inv contains "twig")[ (link:"Twig")[Equipped. (if: $weapon is "nothing")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $weapon))] (set: $weapon to "twig") (set: $wbonus to 1) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "twig")) (go-to: "Equipment") ]] (if: $inv contains "metal rod")[ (link:"Metal Rod")[Equipped. (if: $weapon is "nothing")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $weapon))] (set: $weapon to "metal rod") (set: $wbonus to 3) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "metal rod")) (go-to: "Equipment") ]] (if: $inv contains "sword of vorevival")[ (link:"Sword of Vorevival")[Equipped. (if: $weapon is "nothing")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $weapon))] (set: $weapon to "sword of vorevival") (set: $wbonus to 9999) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "sword of vorevival")) (go-to: "Equipment") ]]  ''Armor:'' (print:$armor) ( +(print:$abonus) ) (if: $armor is "plain clothes")[.] (else:)[ (link: "Unequip")[Unequipped. (set: $inv to $inv + (a: $armor)) (set: $armor to "plain clothes") (set: $abonus to 0) (go-to: "Equipment")]] (if: $inv contains "cockroach carapace")[ (link:"Cockroach Carapace")[Equipped. (if: $armor is "plain clothes")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $armor))] (set: $armor to "cockroach carapace") (set: $abonus to 4) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "cockroach carapace")) (go-to: "Equipment")]] (if: $inv contains "rusty armor")[ (link:"Rusty Armor")[Equipped. (if: $armor is "plain clothes")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $armor))] (set: $armor to "rusty armor") (set: $abonus to 1) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "rusty armor")) (go-to: "Equipment")]] (if: $inv contains "wool armor")[ (link:"Wool Armor")[Equipped. (if: $armor is "plain clothes")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $armor))] (set: $armor to "wool armor") (set: $abonus to 3) (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "wool armor")) (go-to: "Equipment")]]  ''Accessory:'' (print:$accessory) (if: $accessory is "nothing")[.] (else:)[ (link: "Unequip")[Unequipped. (set: $inv to $inv + (a: $accessory)) (set: $accessory to "nothing") (set: $abonus to 0) (go-to: "Equipment")]] (if: $inv contains "hard hat")[ (link:"Hard Hat")[Equipped. (if: $accessory is "nothing")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $accessory))] (set: $accessory to "hard hat") (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "hard hat")) (go-to: "Equipment")]] (if: $inv contains "lucky bead")[ (link:"Lucky Bead")[Equipped. (if: $accessory is "nothing")[.] (else:)[(set: $inv to $inv + (a: $accessory))] (set: $accessory to "lucky bead") (set: $inv to $inv - (a: "lucky bead")) (go-to: "Equipment")]] [[Back->Home]] }

In this game, there are two kinds of people ... those who are big, and those who are small. Unfortunately for you, you just so happen to be one of the small ones. Your entire life has been fraught with danger, a tumultuous journey in which you've fled from one place to another, dodging the macros which, for the most part, desperately wish to eat and otherwise torture you. Compared to them, you're roughly about two, perhaps three inches tall. In their hands, you're nothing but a plaything. Somehow, you've survived. However, you've suddenly found yourself alone. [[Continue->Play 1/2]]

{Oh, and as much as I hate to enquire about this kind of thing ... what sort of ... you know ... private parts do you have? (link:"I have a penis, stupid.")[(set: $penis to 1) (go-to: "Gender Confirm")] (link:"I have a vagina, idiot.")[(set: $vagina to 1) (go-to: "Gender Confirm")] (link:"Actually, I'd rather my genitals not take part in this ordeal.")[(set: $nosex to 1) (go-to: "Gender Confirm")] }

Thank you for your answer. Now, back to the beginning of the game. [[Continue->Story Beginning]]

You woke up one day to find the group of micros that you'd been settled with for a few months just ... completely gone. You have no idea what happened to them. Either something caught them, or they've run away without you. Either way, they didn't so much as leave a note. The group had such an excellent position, too. Nestled within the wall of a macro restaurant, you've ran underneath their noises for months, stealing their food and fending off their vermin. Really, everyone had it made ... so it's bizarre that they'd just vanish without a trace. Regardless, you've been given no choice. For now, you're gonna have to make it on your own. [[Continue->PLAY 2]]

(css: "font-size:38px")[<div id=center>"What the fuck are you looking at?"<div>] Stunned, you stagger backward, a loud, female voice ringing through your ears. The black furred canine woman in front of you is tiny, but her voice is loud enough that it should belong to a macro. You cringe at the sight of her. She looks powerful. {(if: $weapon is "nothing")[It's times like this that really make you wish that you had a weapon. Your hands ball into fists instead. Are you really going to have to fight this woman?] (else:)[Your first thought is defending yourself. You place your hand upon the needle on your waist, as if you're ready to draw it.]} The woman is unintimidated by your antics. Grinning, she steps out of her nook. "Oh, so it's a fight you want, huh? By all means ... come at me." You most definitely don't want a fight ... but from the mean way that she's approaching you, you really don't feel like you have much of a choice! [[Battle->Rachel Battle]]

{(set: $mhp to 99) (set: $mstr to 4) (set: $mdef to 4)} ''You're face to face with a rowdy canine!'' "C'mon, then," she mutters, cracking her knuckles. "I'll give you the first shot, champ." You don't have much choice but to attack here. **HP:** (print:$curhp)/(print:$maxhp) [[Attack->Rachel Attack]]

{(set: $patt to $patt + $strength / 2) (set: $patt to $patt + $wbonus) (set: $sbonus to (random: 1, $strength / 2)) (set: $patt to $patt + $sbonus) (set: $patt to $patt - $mdef) (if: $patt is <=0)[(set: $patt to 1)] (set: $mhp to $mhp - $patt) You attack the rowdy canine for (print: $patt) damage! (set: $patt to 0)} Your attack doesn't so much as make her flinch. The woman simply raises an eyebrow at you, and nonchalantly rubs at the spot where you hit her. "That's the best you have? Seriously?" She snorts, and takes a step backward. "Let me show you what a real attack looks like." You get the feeling that you ought to defend this round. **HP:** (print:$curhp)/(print:$maxhp) [[Defend->Rachel Over]]

You cross your arms and prepare for the enemy's attack! (css: "font-size:38px")[POW!] The enemy hits you for an ''ungodly'' amount of damage! You fall onto your knees and collapse... [[Continue->Shop Unlock 1]]

You wake up with a throbbing head. It feels like your skull has been cleaved in two. Not daring to open your eyes, you instead pat your fingers on the top of your head, and ... okay, it's still in one piece. Groggily, you open your eyes. Much to your surprise - and your horror - the canine who beat you down is sat opposite your bed. Or ... someone else's bed. This isn't your room, though considering it's dug out of insulation just like your own place, it is, at least, somewhat familiar. Though with that girl staring at you like she is, well ... you definitely don't feel any comfort for it. "Hey, fuckface," she murmurs. "Sorry I punched you. Name's Rachel." Oh, well. What a fantastic introduction. You suppose that makes up for everything ... not. [[Continue->Shop Unlock 2]]

"Right ... Rachel," you say, wary. "Sorry that I ... looked behind your curtain?" Was that the reason that she smacked you? Your head is hurting so badly that you can't remember doing anything else. "Oh, that's not why I smacked you," Rachel says, standing up from her chair. "I thought you might be that evil micro that's runnin' around causing a whole bunch of trouble." Evil micro? That's the first you've heard about this. Frowning, you look at Rachel skeptically. "Really? That might explain why my whole group went missing." "I reckon it might. But we don't live in a safe world, do we?" she points out, pacing over toward the other side of the room. "Besides, it's just a rumor. And I don't fancy talking about it." Noted, you suppose. Best to pick another conversation topic, then. [[Continue->Shop Unlock 3]]

"So, Rachel, uh ... what do you do here?" you ask. Honestly, you're wondering if you can leave ... but it seems rude to ask that right away. "I run a shop. Sell stuff. Weapons, armor, stuff that can heal ya ... all traded for food. Guessin' you live near the restaurant, too?" You nod in reply. Despite the fact that she's terrifying, that ... actually sounds pretty good. "Okay. Can I ... come and trade with you?" you ask hesitantly. Rachel sighs and rolls her eyes, as if that's truly a problem. Eventually, though, she lifts her shoulders. "Sure ... I guess," she says, not sounding particularly enthusiastic. [[Continue->Shop Unlock 4]]

You stare at Rachel. Now, you're not quite sure what to say next. Fortunately for you, however, the canine seems poised for a reply. She lifts her arm and points it toward the exit of the little snug that must be the back of her shop. "Well, go on then, get. Our business is done for now, ain't it?" she says. "Ain't got the time nor the food to sit here and watch you all day, so ... if you can walk, get the hell out of here." You can walk ... so you get the hell out of there. You look over your shoulder to glance at her at you leave. She's not looking at you ... she's too busy picking her nails. Well ... at least you know there's a shop now, you suppose. (set: $shopunlock to 1)(set: $eventxp to 50) [[Continue->Venture Over]]

{ (set: $event2roll to (random: 1,100)) (set: $agility to $agility * 10) (set: $event2roll to $event2roll + $agility) (set: $agility to $agility / 10) (if: $event2roll is <=110)[Oh, shit. Before you can so much as take a step forward, the macro above you is already staring down at you. Feeling her gaze, you nervously crane your neck to look at her. Some kind of white, fluffy kitty lady. It's definitely not love at first sight. "Eeeeee!" she squeals, loud enough to make your tiny ears ring painfully. "A bug! A bug!" Before you can rightfully correct her, her fingers descend, pinched together ... and then, without a care, you are promptly flicked from her lap and back down to floor. Aching, you pick yourself up, and slink back home. (set: $eventxp to 10) [[Continue->Venture Over]]] (if: $event2roll is >110 and <=170)[You decide to go just go for it. In full sprint, you daringly run across the macro's lap, heading straight for that chunk of half-chewed meat! You just about manage to wrap your arms around it before the very macro who's lap your in notices you. "Ew! Some gross little person is running on my lap," she squeals. You hear a clatter on the table above ... no doubt her fellow diners rushing to find you. Fortunately for you, however, you know when to make your escape. With meat in hand, you slide down the leg of the macro's jeans, escaping both her ire, and those of who she was dining with. A very successful mission. (set: $food to $food + $level + 3) (set: $eventxp to 15) [[Continue->Venture Over]]] (if: $event2roll is >170)[Like a ninja, you stalk across the macro's lap, grabbing every crumb of food that you can. Your incredible sneakiness allows you to steal off with a literal feast's worth of food. Thanks to your fancy feet, you'll be eating well tonight. With your pockets stuffed, you carefully make your way down the macro's leg. Victorious, you head back off toward your cubby hole. [[Continue->Venture Over]] (set: $food to $food + $level + 6) (set: $eventxp to 20)] }

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(css: "font-size:80%")[''Recoded Battle System'' ''Added Clara! Clara can do lots of stuff, including unbirth, anal vore, and soft vore! Go try to meet her in the restaurant!'' ''Play updates one week early on Patreon!''] [[Back->Title]]

{(if: $safevore is 0)[(link:"Enable Safe Vore")[(set: $safevore to 1) (set: $yesvore to 1) (go-to:"Options")] (css:"font-size:80%")[ ''Safe vore will lead to no game over and a full tour scene upon consumption. You will have the option to skip the disposal scene.'']] (if: $safevore is 1)[(link:"Disable Safe Vore")[(set: $safevore to 0) (set: $yesvore to 0) (go-to:"Options")] ] [[Back->Home]] }

{  (if: $claratext is 0)[You're nervous, but you decide to go for it regardless. The way toward the neko's table is clear, and you manage to make it over toward her without getting trampled underneath a passing set of feet. As you dart underneath her table, she quietly and calmly lowers her hand in your direction, fingers spreading as she silently instructs you to climb into her immense, soft palm. You gulp, not quite taking any steps toward it yet. Instead, you regard her outfit, and her general demeanour. She looks like a simple enough girl. Going off her fairly formal attire, a white blouse and black, knee length skirt, she likely works at one of the offices in the city. The feline human hybrid has a gentle, subtle face of make-up on. At your best guess, you'd say that she's in her mid twenties. ]  (if:$claratext is 1)[You're so close that there's little point in running. Even if you turned and tried to flee now, then the gargantuan neko would be able to catch you without issue. You've already committed yourself to putting your life into her outstretched hand. Gingerly, you step up into her smooth palm. You make the trek to the wrinkled center of it, and then, you lay prone, knowing that you will soon be lifted into the air. To the feline's credit, she waits until you're comfortably situated before she moves her hand upward. Her fingers remain spread, instead of claustrophobically closing around you in a display of dominance. It's not enough to put you completely at ease, but you are starting to feel a tad less threatened. Unfortunately, the businesswoman undoes all of the trust she's gained by dropping you into her black leather handbag without warning. Suddenly, your world is plunged into complete darkness. ]  (if: $claratext is 2)[ Quickly, the woman is on the move. The contents of her handbag begin to rattle around you. To avoid getting squished underneath a rogue tube of lipstick, you dive behind the neko's notebook. It's sturdy enough to fend off the many rolling objects inside of the, frankly, chaotic bag. Luckily, the trip doesn't take so long. After two terrifying minutes, the woman's massive hand comes back into her bag, her perceptive, feline eyes having found your safe spot near immediately. You're plucked up by her index and forefinger, and then, lifted up and out of the bag. It looks like the hybrid has taken you into the privacy of the restaurant's bathroom. You have an excellent and terrifying view of the cramped, but clean, single stall bathroom. It's nothing remarkable. Just a place where macros come and ... do their business. ]  (if: $claratext is 3)[ Though you're worried about how far you are from the hard, cruel tiles beneath you, the neko quickly soothes your worries by placing you down upon the safety of the sinkside. Her hand retreats, giving you some much needed space. It's not long before the woman is bending down onto one knee to get a better look at you, however. With a curious, keen look in her cool blue eyes, she gently surveys you, watching you dust yourself off. "Hey there, handsome," she eventually says. She keeps her voice low and quiet, which is pleasant to your poor, sensitive ears. Most macros have no idea about volume control. "First of all, you're not in any danger, alright? Promise you, you're safe with me. You swallow nervously, but you do nod your head in reply. You're not sure you can take her word for it, but ... at least you have her word. ]  (if: $claratext is 4)[ "Alright," she says, voice as gentle as ever. "I've got a proposition for ya. And it's gonna take a lot of trust from you, but ... well ..." Suddenly, the neko looks a little awkward. "Actually, you know what? Might be best if we introduce ourselves before I get into my fetishes. Name's Clara. I work in a distribution center for a pencil factory. I know. Real fucking fascinating," she murmurs, rolling her eyes, as if bored at herself. "What about you?" This is ... weird. You don't often have casual conversations with macros. They're usually too busy either trying to eat you or squish you. For a moment, you stumble over your words, and then you explain to her, relatively calmly, that you spend each and every day trying your hardest to survive, really. The fact that she mentioned 'fetishes' does linger on your mind, however. What on Earth does this giant neko want? "Huh. Yeah, bet it is kinda dog eat dog for you out there, huh?" Clara says. Her accent is ... really curious. It sounds American, somewhere southern to be specific, but you couldn't say exactly where. "Well, anyway, now that we know each other, I got a little proposition for ya." ]  (if: $claratext is 5)[ "So, uh ..." Clara begins awkwardly, rubbing one of her gigantic hands behind her head. Her feline ears pinning back against her head. "You might not know this, but some of us macros, we kinda have ... well, the idea of a little person doin' sexual stuff to us, it's a ..." Embarassed, she exhales sharply from her nostrils. "Lemme just cut to the chase. If you do me sexual favours, then I'll pay you in food. Make your life a little easier." Your immediate reply is to let out an amused snort. Macros that are aroused by micros? Well, you've heard of weirder stuff, you suppose. "So, I'd ... kinda be like a prostitute, then?" you ask. It's the first thing that springs to mind. Clara gives you a very indignant look ... but, ultimately, she reluctantly nods her head in agreement. "Sort of. But I'd prefer to think of you as a high class escort, honestly," she admits, lifting a shoulder. High class escort. You'd prefer to think of yourself in that way too, you think. ]  (if: $claratext is 6)[ You open your mouth to reply, but Clara quickly lifts her finger to her lips, shhing you. By now, there's a great, big red blush on her face. "You know what? Don't reply yet. I don't think my heart can take it. Tell you what, I come to this restaurant every day for lunch. Same table, every day. If you're interested, then just approach me again, alright?" Honestly, you're really not sure what to say. At least she's not pressuring you into it. Before you can come up with an answer for her, she gently picks you up again, and shoves your body back into her handbag. This time, she places you behind the safety of her notebook before setting off. You crouch behind the notebook, listening to the contents of her bag thump against it. You're curious, though. Why is she so embarassed? Doesn't she know that she could do whatever she wanted to you, whether you liked it or not? Man. Macros are weird. ]  (if: $claratext is 7)[ Eventually, you're pulled out of the handbag. Rather graciously, Clara took you all the way back to the hole that you emerged from. She gently guides you inside with your hand. Just as soon as you think that she's done with you, you hear a strange rustling noise behind you. With your brow lifted curiously, you turn your head, and watch as Clara's big hand shoves a huge piece of wrapped up candy through the hole behind you. It's actually a decent amount of food ... enough to last you at least a day or two. (set: $mloot to $level * 5) (set: $food to $food + $mloot) (set: $mloot to 0) Would you be willing to sexually gratify a giantess for more food, though? Well ... that's up to you to decide. For now, you slink off back to your home, dragging your huge candy prize behind you. (set:$eventxp to 50) (set: $claramet to 1) ]  (if: $claratext is <=7)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara Scene 1")] ] (if: $claratext is 8)[(set: $claratext to 0) (go-to:"Venture Over") ] }

{  (set: $claramet to 2) (if: $claratext is 0)[ Since you don't have her attention this time, you'll have to get it. Should be pretty simple, though ... it does feel weird. You've spent most of your life trying to avoid catching their attention, and, now ... you're planning on doing the exact opposite of that. Even weirder, you're doing it so that you can whore yourself out. What a weird world you've suddenly found yourself in. Regardless, you start to advance upon her position, creeping between the giant feet off the restaurant's staff. By a stroke of luck, you manage to get there without being trampled. You take it as a sign that this can't be the worst idea in the world. Underneath Clara's table, you plot on how to attract her attention. In the end, you come up with a pretty simple plan ... just give her toes a poke. The neko is dressed a little more casually today - perhaps it's her day off - and the sandals that she's wearing give you the perfect opportunity to do such a thing. ]  (if: $claratext is 1)[ You approach her bare, big toe, and inhale deeply, preparing yourself for what you're about to do. This could end really, really badly for you, but ... you're a little desperate for grub right now. Hopefully, this will wind up being worth the risk. The enormous toe in front of you is immaculate, and, in terms of scale, about two, if not three times the size that you are. It's a beautiful example of a dainty foot digit, a cute, smooth, and, of course, with a freshly manicured nail. You almost feel bad for plotting to abuse it. It's clear that the feline cares a great deal about her toes! Still, you don't have much choice. Gingerly, you extend a claw ... and prod her right in the center of the foot. ]  (if: $claratext is 2)[ You produce a reaction immediately. Her big toe wriggles in shock, bouncing atop the springy base of her sandal, curling. You take a step back, in case her foot rears up to instinctively stomp upon the annoying little thing irritating it ... but, fortunately for you, Clara manages to restrain herself. You look up, and watch as her enormous body shifts, stooping, so that her head can peer under the table. You see her face come into view. Shyly, you lift a hand and wave toward her. With a similar amount of hesitation, she nods her head in your direction ... and then, lowers her hand toward you. You climb up into her palm. The same process as last time repeats. Gently, you're deposited into her handbag, and then, you're taken on a wild ride toward the bathroom. Before long, however, you're being plucked out of her bag ... and placed upon the safety of the sink side. ]  (if: $claratext is 3)[ "So ... you came back?" Clara asks, beating you to the first word. "Does that mean that you wanna ... uh, y'know ..." Alright. You think there's been enough beating around the bush. You're still not sure what this woman even wants from you ... and, despite the fact that you've spent some time before, she's still just as damn awkward as she was before! "Okay, so, look. I'm willing to do just about anything for food. So, tell me what you want. Do you want me to crawl on your nipples? Bite at your clit? Kiss your feet?" you suddenly ask, surprising yourself - and her - with your impatient tone. Clara's eyes go wide, and she takes a step backward. For a moment, it looks like she's not going to say anything at all. Then, her massive face tightens into a grimace, she clenches her fists together ... and, she looks down toward you with confidence. ]  (if: $claratext is 4)[ "No. I don't want any of that. And we ain't gonna talk like that to each other, okay?" Clara warns, looking down at you warily. She doesn't sound angry, but ... you definitely just crossed a line with her. "No. What I want is to either shove you in my pussy, or have you crawl up my ass." You're a little shocked by her admission ... though you shouldn't be. Both of those options sound a little ... dangerous, though? Still ... there's no such thing as risk-free food, you suppose. You nod your head at her fantasies, and then, you turn your head up to look at her. You get the feeling that she's looking for a quick answer ... and one that isn't 'no'. "Alright. Let's go for..." ]  (if: $claratext is <=3)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara Scene 2")] ] (if: $claratext is 4)[(link:"Your pussy.")[(set: $claratext to 0) (go-to: "Clara UB")] (link:"Your ass.")[(set: $claratext to 0) (go-to: "Clara AV")] ] }

{  (if: $claratext is 0)[ You sigh. This isn't something that you really want to do, but ... the food is good, and the work, while painful and a little overwhelming, isn't too hard. And, you have to admit, it's a little satisfying to cast the neko into a state of complete and total bliss. You're so small, and to effect something as large as Clara ... well, it does give you a certain feeling of power. Plus, you've said it once before, and you'll say it a million times over if you have to ... the food is good. You sneak across the restaurant and make it underneath her table. Like last time, you prod her in her toe. Moments later, you're placed within her bag, and carried toward the bathroom. You're surprised at how mundane this has become for you. Soon enough, you're plucked out of her bag, and placed on the sinkside. ]  (if: $claratext is 1)[ The giantess looks at you with hunger. There's no hesitation about her like the first time. It's clear that she wants to get this thing done. "Which one is it gonna be this time?" she asks. Honestly, you're surprised that you still get a choice. You take a moment to consider what to say next. ]  (if: $claratext is 2)[''WARNING:'' This leads toward soft vore, death, and ulimately, game over! If you want to tread down this route, it might be best if you save your game first. ]  (if: $claratext is 0)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara Scene 3")] ] (if: $claratext is 1)[(link:"Your pussy.")[(set: $claratext to 0) (go-to: "Clara UB 2")] (link:"Your ass.")[(set: $claratext to 0) (go-to: "Clara AV 2")] (link:"You know what? Screw you.")[(set: $claratext to 2) (go-to: "Clara Scene 3")] ] (if: $claratext is 2)[ (link:"Shut up and let her eat me!")[(set: $claratext to 0) (go-to: "Clara SV")] (link:"Noted. I'll choose another option.")[(set: $claratext to 1) (go-to: "Clara Scene 3")] ] }

{  (if: $claratext is 0)[ You figure that, out of the two options, this one is more ... cleanly. While Clara's self hygiene seems to be fairly immaculate, an ass is an ass ... and asses are normally pretty dirty. "Let's go for ... you putting me in your pussy," you say, hardly able to believe the words are coming out of your mouth. "Just ... try not to get too excited, I don't wanna drown." That's the worst case scenario, right? Well, that, and being squeezed into a pulp, depending on how tight her vagina was. Hopefully you'd at least have some wriggle room. Clara seems a little stunned by your fast reply ... but she doesn't waste any time in blushing or being shocked. "Alright. I don't want any small talk. And I'm in charge, okay? You do what you're told, and ... as long as you do that, then I'll make sure you get fed," she says. ]  (if: $claratext is 1)[ You nod your head. Sounds about right. Honestly, it'd be kinda weird bossing her around ... so you're glad that the somewhat meek neko is taking the lead here. You're taken into her palm again. What follows is an awe-inspiring, but uneventful trip to the toilet, where Clara is evidentally planning to park her ass in preperation for what's to come. After being carried about so much by the feline, you're starting to get used to being so high up. Rather than survey the bathroom with fear from your lofty height, you now ... have a certain sense of wonder. You're confident that the neko won't drop you. But what she is eager to drop is her underwear. While you can't see her bare nethers yet, you can hear her shuffling and pulling, taking the garments down in preperation for what's to come. Clearly wanting to get on with this, Clara kicks her loose skirt and panties across the bathroom floor and throws herself down onto the toilet seat, letting out an excited little grunt in the process. You only need to look at her face to see how keen she is for this. ]  (if: $claratext is 2)[ Without hesitation, and, seemingly, not wanting to look you in the eye, the neko places you down in front of her ... giant sex. To stand in front of it is much like standing before the entrance of a pink, squishy cave. Your tiny, keen eyes are able to see giant beads of arousal drooling from her splayed, macro hole. You don't have to worry about breathing room. It turns out that, having not seen many macro vaginas, you simply weren't prepared for the scale of them. The hole in front of you is big enough to swallow you whole. It winks and throbs at you, clearly eager for your entry. Her mons, covered in a tuft of blonde hair, is like a climbing wall all by itself. And the smell ... Clara isn't dirty. Well, not dirty dirty ... but she's definitely kinky. The scent and sight of her arousal is blatant. As the unmistakable scent and heat of her biology wafts over your puny face, you swallow. Have you made the right call here? ]  (if: $claratext is 3)[Well ... it has to be better than her arse, doesn't it? You look up toward her face, and see that the neko is fussily raising a brow in your direction. You get the feeling that you won't be able to change your mind, not without consequences. You sigh, and reluctantly look back down toward your objective. You take a deep, pheremone laced breath through your nostrils, the scent of her giant, fertile pussy tickling your nostrils ... and then, you take some steps forward. You extend your hands, pressing your palms against either side of the great hole in front of you. You feel her flesh shudder in response, her muscles tightening and flexing underneath your hands. They feel powerful and strong. Soon, you'll be completely surrounded by them. What's more, it's evidentally much wetter inside. You'd better take a deep breath now ... you won't be able to get much oxygen inside here. ]  (if: $claratext is 4)[You can't stare at her hole all day. The sooner you get in there, the sooner you can get your job done. Sucking in a long, deep breath, you bite the bullet, and ... shove your head completely inside of her. Immediately, your skull is wrapped in an intense, warm heat. It's beyond sauna-like ... it's completely and utterly suffocating. It's blatant that simply shoving your head inside of the neko is enough to get her engine revving nicely. Well, hopefully, this won't take too long, then ... You begin to wriggle your shoulders, pushing them past the tight, fleshy band that is her vagina. Easily, they pop inside. With a few kicks of your legs, soon, your entire body is consumed by her. With one final, wet ''slurp'', your leg disappears inside of her, and, your body is entirely consumed by the feline's sex. ]  (if: $claratext is 5)[ As soon as you're inside, your body goes into fight or flight mode. It can't helped. Even if you're conscious of your situation, the intense squeezing and slurping around your vulnerable body is enough psychological and physical pressure to flip the switch. You begin to kick, punch, and squirm, your limbs and body thrashing against the neko's spongy, sensitive inner walls. You feel your hands, feet, and elbows brush over her tight, wrinkled insides, pushing at dense, wet flesh. It has a similar effect to quick sand. The more you move, the deeper you are drawn in. Though your body is driven to escape by the wet clutch of the woman's innards, all it's panic manages to do is draw you deeper within. ]  (if: $claratext is 6)[ Clara, meanwhile, is having the time of her life. Her thighs are tightly squeezed together, ensuring that you can't escape. Every kick and punch of your limbs can be felt, every desperate squirm. She can feel your puny form being sucked further and further inside of her, knowing that her juices must be flowing into your mouth, coating your body, and ... She doesn't feel a single lick of remorse. If anything, she's rather enjoying this. Clara didn't think that she'd be into the whole sadistic side of this, but ... knowing that you're struggling is most certainly turning her on. And she's rapidly approaching her peak. ]  (if: $claratext is 7 and $male is 1) [ As are you. Though your body is under duress, the heavy scent of her arousal and the clutch of her silken walls against your vulnerable body has caused you to get quite the erection. Your crotch is pressed firmly against her insides, and, for the past few seconds, you've been fervently humping against the shifting wall of her sex, trying desperately to reach your peak. It happens before too long. With a loud, exerted grunt, your tiny little testicles tighten, and you spew a load of semen within her. It's quickly lost within the woman's own goo, and it's doubtful that she'll even notice your orgasm. Which you're grateful for, honestly. You're going to be embarassed enough after this. ] (if: $male is 0 and $claratext is 7)[(set: $claratext to 8) (go-to: "Clara UB")]  (if: $claratext is 8) [ You hear Clara's loud cry of orgasm, intermingled with the beat of her heavily racing heart. You feel her walls, already tight, begin to squeeze even tighter around you, making your ribs groan underneath their hot, wet pressure. A tide of her juices rushes over you, and you are completely subject to the flow of it. With no idea whether you are going toward the exit, or to deeper within her, you are at complete mercy of the giantess' orgasm. All you can do is do your best to keep what little oxygen is left in your burning lungs. Fortunately, a light begins to rush toward your eyes. You grit your teeth and tense your body, knowing that you're about to be squirted right out of the neko's pussy! ]  (if: $claratext is 9) [ With a wet splat, your body comes tumbling out of Clara's gaping, orgasming hole, a squirt of girlcum gushing out not long afterward. You choke and splutter, trying to clear her liquid from your lungs, desperately attempting to suck in breath. You survived. You can barely believe it, but ... you survived! Panting, you look up toward Clara. The feline is red in the face. Much like you, she can't catch her breath ... although it's for an entirely different reason. Now that she's cum, however, she looks ... different. Her face, though struck with obvious pleasure, is ... clearly a little disgusted. Does she regret using you as a living dildo? Or does she just find it gross that she ... did it with a micro in the first place? You really can't be sure. Either way, you don't like the look on her face. It ... makes you feel small, smaller than you ''already'' are. ]  (if: $claratext is 10) [ "What are you looking at?" Clara suddenly pants. She licks her lips in true irritated cat fashion. "Go on ... get out of here. I'll ... drop the candy off by your hole in ... twenty minutes." Get out of here? That's it? Your limbs are sore and aching, more than hers are. You're soaking wet, exhausted, and sore ... and that's what she has to say to you? You're annoyed, but you're in no position to argue. With your body aching, you turn and begin to make your descent down the side of the toilet. The nature of the porcelain and your slippery body means that you practically slide down it. It's fun, and kind of terrifying ... but it doesn't take your mind off how dismissive Clara was of you. You make it back home without too much issue. True to her word, the candy is dropped off in the same place as last time. With wet, sticky hands, you drag it back home with you ... confident that you'll never quite smell the same ever again. ] (if: $claratext is <=9)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara UB")]] (if: $claratext is 10)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to 0) (set:$mloot to $level * 5) (set: $food to $food + $mloot) (set: $mloot to 0) (set:$eventxp to 50) (go-to: "Venture Over")]] }

{  (if: $claratext is 0) [ You consider your options. At first, Clara's vagina seems like the more preferable option. But, thinking it through, there's a good chance that you'll drown to death diving in there. Sure, your odds of not suffocating aren't much better up her butt, but ... they are better. "Let's go for the ... ass route," you state awkwardly. You're not surprised when Clara raises a brow at you. In the end, though, the feline shakes her head dismissively, figuring that you must have your own reasons for choosing such a route. Clara seems a little stunned by your fast reply ... but she doesn't waste any time in blushing or being shocked. "Alright. I don't want any small talk. And I'm in charge, okay? You do what you're told, and ... as long as you do that, then I'll make sure you get fed," she says. ]  (if: $claratext is 1)[ You nod your head. Sounds about right. Honestly, it'd be kinda weird bossing her around ... so you're glad that the somewhat meek neko is taking the lead here. You're taken into her palm again. What follows is an awe-inspiring, but uneventful trip to the toilet, where Clara is evidentally planning to park her ass in preperation for what's to come. After being carried about so much by the feline, you're starting to get used to being so high up. Rather than survey the bathroom with fear from your lofty height, you now ... have a certain sense of wonder. You're confident that the neko won't drop you. But what she is eager to drop is her underwear. While you can't see her bare nethers yet, you can hear her shuffling and pulling, taking the garments down in preperation for what's to come. Clearly wanting to get on with this, Clara kicks her loose skirt and panties across the bathroom floor and throws herself down onto the toilet seat, letting out an excited little grunt in the process. You only need to look at her face to see how keen she is for this. ]  (if: $claratext is 2)[ Without hesitation, and, seemingly, not wanting to look you in the eye, the neko places you down in front of her ... giant sex. To stand in front of it is much like standing before the entrance of a pink, squishy cave. Your tiny, keen eyes are able to see giant beads of arousal drooling from her splayed, macro hole. But that isn't the hole that you'll be venturing into. The giant neko adjusts her position on the seat, the giant cheeks of her ass slapping against the white plastic of the toilet's lid as she tilts her hips upward, her pussy tilting toward the ceiling. Two immense, bubbly cheeks fill your vision, distracting you entirely from the giant macro pussy that you just bore witness to. With your heart rapidly beating in your chest, you watch as Clara's hands descend toward her cheeks, clearly intent upon seperating them. ]  (if: $claratext is 3)[ Her immense palms take a fat, jiggly cheek each. With a visible tense of her knuckles, she grasps, pulls, and ... shows off her tiny little asshole. Well ... to call it tiny would be incorrect. It's huge, of course ... but it looks a great deal more unyielding than her slit did. For a start, it's completely dry, meaning there's not going to be any juices to aid your entry. The muscle also seems taut, stressed, clenched so tightly, no doubt, because of the giantess' anxiety about this entire thing. Well, she should try being you ... at least she doesn't have to crawl up there! Your own asshole is clenching pretty hard right now, and, honestly, you feel as if it has the right to. You're not exactly eager for this, but you move forward regardless, teeth gritted. All you have to do is endure a giant woman's colon until she gets herself off. Should be pretty easy ... or at least, that's what you're going to tell yourself. At least it looks as if the woman knows how to wipe properly. Her bald, pale butthole is completely clean. Hopefully you'll be able to say the same about the inside of it. ]  (if: $claratext is 4)[ Soon, you're in front of Clara's gigantic anus. You watch the wrinkles of her pucker grow tighter as you take the last step toward it, making the entrane to her rectum all the tighter. You turn your head up to look at her immense face, just about visible behind the hillocks that are her big, bouncy breasts. There's a definite look of concern on her face ... but also, anticipation. She still wants you to do this. You'd better get on with it, then. You press your hands against the taut, tight muscle in front of you, attempting to shove them inside so that you can seperate Clara's pucker enough to wriggle inside. The muscle is incredibly resistant to your demands. Against your palms and fingers, you feel it flinch and ripple, pushing back against your pull. ]  (if: $claratext is 5)[ But it is just a muscle ... and you are on a mission! You won't be bested by a giant, all powerful muscle. The more you push, the wetter your hands become, getting coated in a mixture of your own sweat, and in the gigantic beads of it that are starting to pop up around her resistant anus. Because of that extra lubrication, your mitts are finally able to squeeze inside. They are immediately hit by a blast of heat ... like you've just placed your hands over a roaring fire. It's different, though. It's an organic heat. Something made by biology, and ... you can feel that. For a moment, you simply bask in the odd feeling that is having your hands warmed by a macro's innards. There's something incredibly humbling about it, though ... Grunting, you flesh your arms against the walls that are binding them together, and, with all of your might, you begin to seperate the great anus in front of you, somehow spreading it wide enough that you can begin your journey within. ]  (if: $claratext is 6)[ You stare into the inky black hole that lays before you, the scent of sweat and musky innards hitting you square in the nose. It's an incredibly intense and earthy odor. It's not ... disgusting, like you expected. There's something pleasant and ... natural about her odor. At least, that's what you think ... until your head is fully submerged within her anal cavity. Now that you're so close to the source, the odor goes from pleasantly unpleasant to just downright unpleasant. Unable to control your reflex, you gag. But despite that, you push forward, wriggling until your shoulders ''pop'' inside. Now, your body is halfway lodged with the neko's asshole. Even though your stomach is turning around and around in circles, you think of food. You're doing this for food. ]  (if: $claratext is 7)[ When your shoulders are dragged within, it doesn't take long for the rest of your body to follow suit. Soon, the anus that was so resistant to take you on has consumed you entirely, and your tiny body is fully immersed within the macro's giant colon. Now that you're inside, surrounded by her scent, and by her tight, hot, rippling walls, you can't help but wonder what you're supposed to do now. Do you lay back into the internal caress of her walls? Or do you struggle? Outside, nearly hidden amongst the heavy beat of her aroused heart and the gurgle of her guts, you hear Clara moan. Her colon tightens heavily around you, to the point where it steals all of your breath from you. A wet sound, presumably the sound of Clara sliding her fingers into her pussy, fills your ears. You suddenly understand what you need to do here. Survive. ]  (if: $claratext is 8)[ You remember that this is hardly a mess around. You're quite literally within the lion's lair, so far within, infact, that you've ended all the way up inside of the lion's asshole. There are many, many threats to your continued existence in here. One, there's barely a shred of oxygen in here. Two, the walls around you are squeezing and rippling so tightly that you fear that you might end up gettin drawn further away from Clara's anus, and, well ... into a digestional tract. While you're sure that you won't last long in here, you're certain that you won't last a single minute in a place like that. The only fate that awaits you there is digestion. Third, there's the pure, simple threat of being crushed by her eager guts. And that's barely scratching the surface of your problems. So, you reach out, and you grasp as hard as you can onto the inside of Clara's sphincter, digging your fingers into it's wrinkles. You close your mouth and nose, forcing yourself to not breathe in her foul odor. You try not to focus on the gurgle and squelch of her hungry stomach. At least you didn't drop straight into that. ]  (if: $claratext is 9)[ You hold on for what feels like an eternity, with your eyes closed and your teeth gritted. Much like your body, your lungs begin to burn, flaring up in oxygen-deprived heat. You resist the urge to hyperventilate, knowing that all you'll do is flood your system with the toxic gases produced by her digestive system. The soundtrack to your survival is Clara's loud moans. Her heartbeat escalates in tempo, to the point where it sounds as if it's ready to explode from her chest. You hear the sound of her fingers messily plunging into her pussy. Your prison even occasionally shakes with the force of her masturbation, the cavity of her guts briefly tightening around you before shuddering. Things are becoming more desperate. You can't hold your breath for long. You press your head against the inside of her asshole, and shove your fists against it. It's time to make an exit, whether she's done or not. ]  (if: $claratext is 10)[ Fortunately for you, you try to escape just as Clara's orgasm is reaching it's peak. The woman lets out a loud, guttural scream, and every muscle in her body begins to loosen and tense. This means that the guts around you give you a few nasty, firm squeezes before you leave, ensuring that you're going to have aching ribs for the next couple of days. Ultimately, however, you are ejected... ... just in time to have a gush of girlcum land upon your head. It's like someone's thrown a water of pussycream on top of your head, leaving your body soaked and slippery. You cough, clearing the thick, viscuous liquid out of your lungs, while inhaling, taking in that sweet, sweet fresh air. The scent of her ass still tickles at your nostrils tightly. You roll over onto your back, beaten and bruised, and you look up at her, grinning lopsidedly. Now it's time for your reward, right? ]  (if: $claratext is 11) [ "What are you looking at?" Clara suddenly pants. She licks her lips in true irritated cat fashion. "Go on ... get out of here. I'll ... drop the candy off by your hole in ... twenty minutes." Get out of here? That's it? Your limbs are sore and aching, more than hers are. You're still hot from being stuck up inside of her ass ... and that's what she has to say to you? You're annoyed, but you're in no position to argue. With your body aching, you turn and begin to make your descent down the side of the toilet. The nature of the porcelain and your slippery body means that you practically slide down it. It's fun, and kind of terrifying ... but it doesn't take your mind off how dismissive Clara was of you. You make it back home without too much issue. True to her word, the candy is dropped off in the same place as last time. With wet, sticky hands, you drag it back home with you ... confident that you'll never quite smell the same ever again. ] (if: $claratext is <=10)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara AV")]] (if: $claratext is 11)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to 0) (set:$mloot to $level * 5) (set: $food to $food + $mloot) (set: $mloot to 0) (set:$eventxp to 50) (go-to: "Venture Over")]] }

{  (if: $claratext is 0)[ "Your pussy," you blurt out awkwardly. And that's it. That's all you say. It's all you feel like you have the right to, looking up at her. The enormous neko nods her head, and presses her index finger and thumb against your tiny shoulders, lifting you up off the sinkside. "Let's get on with this, then," she murmurs. At least she's still keeping her voice nice and low ... small blessings, you suppose. While you dangle in the air in her grasp, Clara takes her trip over to the toilet. You keep your eyes upon the ceiling, not looking down ... her grip upon you isn't the best, and you'd rather not end this little venture between the two of you by falling. ]  (if: $claratext is 1)[ As you keep your eyes turned toward the ceiling, you listen to the sound of her removing her business skirt, a gentle rustle, and then, you hear panties, obviously wet, drawn down upon her sticky thighs. For some reason, you don't feel as if you have the right to look until you're placed down in front of it. Clara kicks her loose skirt and panties across the bathroom floor and throws herself down onto the toilet seat, letting out an excited little grunt in the process. Then, you're lowered, placed down between her legs. Without hesitation, and, seemingly, not wanting to look you in the eye, the neko places you down in front of her ... giant sex. To stand in front of it is much like standing before the entrance of a pink, squishy cave. Your tiny, keen eyes are able to see giant beads of arousal drooling from her splayed, macro hole, and the ripple of her walls as said arousal is produced. A wave of aroused heat blows over your face, the scent of pussy and pheremones. ]  (if: $claratext is 2)[ "Get on with it," she instructs harshly. Completely subject to her will, you begin to do just that ... eager for the food, and ready to cast away your pride. You extend your hands, pressing your palms against either side of the great hole in front of you. You feel her flesh shudder in response, her muscles tightening and flexing underneath your hands. They feel powerful and strong. Soon, you'll be completely surrounded by them. What's more, it's evidentally much wetter inside. You'd better take a deep breath now ... you won't be able to get much oxygen inside here. Sucking in a long, deep breath, you pull at either side of her hole with your hands, widening her needy hole ... and then, you shove your head inside. ]  (if: $claratext is 3)[ Immediately, your skull is wrapped in an intense, warm heat. It's beyond sauna-like ... it's completely and utterly suffocating. It's blatant that simply shoving your head inside of the neko is enough to get her engine revving nicely. Well, hopefully, this won't take too long, then ... You begin to wriggle your shoulders, pushing them past the tight, fleshy band that is her vagina. Easily, they pop inside. With a few kicks of your legs, soon, your entire body is consumed by her. With one final, wet ''slurp'', your leg disappears inside of her, and, your body is entirely consumed by the feline's sex. As soon as you're inside, your body goes into fight or flight mode. It can't helped. Even if you're conscious of your situation, the intense squeezing and slurping around your vulnerable body is enough psychological and physical pressure to flip the switch. ]  (if: $claratext is 4)[You begin to kick, punch, and squirm, your limbs and body thrashing against the neko's spongy, sensitive inner walls. You feel your hands, feet, and elbows brush over her tight, wrinkled insides, pushing at dense, wet flesh. It has a similar effect to quick sand. The more you move, the deeper you are drawn in. Though your body is driven to escape by the wet clutch of the woman's innards, all it's panic manages to do is draw you deeper within. Considering that this isn't the first time you've been inside of her, you figured that you'd be used to this and could keep a cool head. Then again, there are some things too odd for you, or anyone, to ever get used to ... and being inside of a macro's vagina is one of them. ]  (if: $claratext is 5)[ Clara, meanwhile, is having the time of her life. Her thighs are tightly squeezed together, ensuring that you can't escape. Every kick and punch of your limbs can be felt, every desperate squirm. She can feel your puny form being sucked further and further inside of her, knowing that her juices must be flowing into your mouth, coating your body, and ... She doesn't feel a single lick of remorse. If anything, she's rather enjoying this. Clara didn't think that she'd be into the whole sadistic side of this, but ... knowing that you're struggling is most certainly turning her on. And she's rapidly approaching her peak. ]  (if: $claratext is 6 and $male is 1) [ As are you. Though your body is under duress, the heavy scent of her arousal and the clutch of her silken walls against your vulnerable body has caused you to get quite the erection. Your crotch is pressed firmly against her insides, and, for the past few seconds, you've been fervently humping against the shifting wall of her sex, trying desperately to reach your peak. It happens before too long. With a loud, exerted grunt, your tiny little testicles tighten, and you spew a load of semen within her. It's quickly lost within the woman's own goo, and it's doubtful that she'll even notice your orgasm. Which you're grateful for, honestly. You're going to be embarassed enough after this. ] (if: $male is 0 and $claratext is 6)[(set: $claratext to 7) (go-to: "Clara UB")]  (if: $claratext is 7) [ You hear Clara's loud cry of orgasm, intermingled with the beat of her heavily racing heart. You feel her walls, already tight, begin to squeeze even tighter around you, making your ribs groan underneath their hot, wet pressure. A tide of her juices rushes over you, and you are completely subject to the flow of it. With no idea whether you are going toward the exit, or to deeper within her, you are at complete mercy of the giantess' orgasm. All you can do is do your best to keep what little oxygen is left in your burning lungs. Fortunately, a light begins to rush toward your eyes. You grit your teeth and tense your body, knowing that you're about to be squirted right out of the neko's pussy! ]  (if: $claratext is 9) [ With a wet splat, your body comes tumbling out of Clara's gaping, orgasming hole, a squirt of girlcum gushing out not long afterward. You choke and splutter, trying to clear her liquid from your lungs, desperately attempting to suck in breath. Eventually, you manage to clear enough of the viscous goo out of your mouth to be able to breathe ... just about. Still coughing, you don't even bother to look up toward Clara. Instead, you get onto your feet, pay one last glance toward the blushed pussy that you just made orgasm, and then, you slide down the side of the toilet. After you weakly make your way through the restaurant, you wait within the cubby in the wall for your food. It soon comes. You drag it, and your tattered pride, all the way back home. ] (if: $claratext is <=8)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara UB 2")]] (if: $claratext is 9)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to 0) (set:$mloot to $level * 5) (set: $food to $food + $mloot) (set: $mloot to 0) (set:$eventxp to 50) (go-to: "Venture Over")]] }

{ (if: $claratext is 0) [You can't believe that you're about to say this. But you're sick and tired of being treated without dignity. Haughtily, you fold your arms across your chest and look the gigantic woman straight in her massive, intimidating eyes. "Neither. I actually came here to say I'm sick and tired of dealing with you," you murmur angrily in Clara's direction. "So. Screw you. The deal's off." For a brief moment, your words make you feel very powerful indeed. Not only are you telling someone to fuck off right to their face, you're saying it to a macro! A giantess, one of the people that you've been afraid of for your entire life. Someone who's used you and abused you. But the feeling does not last for long. After your venomous words, Clara's great big eyes are now transfixed upon you. The giant neko doesn't look very happy at all. ] (if: $claratext is 1) [You let out a squeak. Your natural instincts kick in, and you turn tail to try and flee. Unfortunately, the shadow of Clara's hand is already looming over you. Before you can make so much as three steps across the sinkside, you feel her fingertips clasp around your waist, holding you in position. As you kick and squirm and attempt to escape, you are lifted up and into the air. The sinkside, and your escape, slowly drift away from you. Her fingers are not wrapped around you in a half-caring way as before. They are tight and uncaring. They squeeze so tightly that you can feel your ribs creaking. Soon, you stop your kicking and squirming entirely. Every muscle is made tense by pain. Almost blind with it, you stare at Clara's giant, hungry visage. Her full, plump lips purse as her giant eyes drill into your tiny form. You are so fucked. You curse yourself for opening your mouth in the first place. This is why you don't have dignity around a macro. ] (if: $claratext is 2) ["Do you wanna say that again?" Clara croons. Her voice is quiet and underwhelming to your ears, but her tone is overwhelmingly cruel. The giantess clearly intends to do you harm. You don't answer, because of course you don't. No, you don't want to say that again. But you don't have the courage to open your mouth or shake your head. Underneath her penetrating gaze, you're completely and utterly frozen, unable to so much as beg for your life. "That's what I thought," she says, tone laced with satisfaction. "You know what, you tiny little scrap of nothing? I don't think I want to put you in my pussy or my ass today. No. I think I've got another destination in mind for you today. And as her massive, plump lips began to part, you come to the realise exactly where you're going. Straight into the neko's stomach. ] (if: $claratext is 3) [Now, renewed with the feeling of terror, you kick and squirm between her fingertips, hoping that she loses her grasp upon you. You'd rather perish to the floor than be digested within her stomach. As she draws you toward her massive mouth, her head tilting backward, you flail your limbs to the very best of your ability, hoping for something, anything, but ... Your efforts are for naught. Soon, your tiny body is dangling above her open maw, her lips parted, and a slick, saliva-coated abyss lay beneath you. Breath, hot, washes over your tiny form. The sound of saliva crashing and squelching within her mouth fills your ears. Her mouth is a terrifying place, and that's without even talking about the massive, gulping throat that's clearly eager to take you within. But you're fairly sure that you won't get to experience her maw. Her tongue is pressed flat against the base of her mouth. Clearly, she intends to drop you straight down her throat. Perhaps she doesn't want to taste you on her tongue ... after all, it was fairly evident from your last experience that she found you quite disgusting. ] (if: $claratext is 4)[You feel her grip on you begin to weaken. Now, rather than kick and squirm and attempt to escape, you try to grasp onto her fingers, to prevent yourself from falling. But it's no good. Soon, her fingers disappear from your waist, and you're unable to keep ahold of them. You fall. Your last glimpse of light comes as you watch Clara's lips enormous lips close. With your body in freefall, you hit the back of her wet, hot throat, and then, you begin to slide down it. The walls of her esophagus close in around you, gripping, squeezing, massaging ... as if they want to sample you on their way toward Clara's stomach. And sample you they do. As you make your slow crawl toward your tomb, hot, squishy walls surround and clench against you, coating you in a thick, viscous layer of saliva to quicken your descent. They squeeze powerfully around you, rippling, pushing, squelching. Admist the wet cacophony of Clara's noisy throat, you also hear the distant and excited thump of her heart, and, below you, the gurgle of her hungry stomach. ] (if: $claratext is 5)[ In tune with her pulse, you are carried downward. Before long, your feet slide through a narrowing opening, following by your legs, torso, and head. A wave of heat, more intense than that which you felt in her throat surrounds and penetrates you. It feels as if you've been slid within an oven. Since Clara had been eating lunch before your arrival, you land upon a pile of mushed up food. You're not certain of what it is, nor of your position in her stomach. The best that you can see right now is a very, very dark pink. The many wrinkles and folds that make up her stomach cavity are unseen, but ... you hear them gurgle, move, clench and squelch, churning around you. You even feel the pile of chewed up food beneath you beginning to deminish, being melted and absorbed, digested. You hear waves of a powerful corrosive acid wash against the sides of it. It won't be long before you're lost amidst the goo, turned into nothing more than nutrients. ] (if: $claratext is 6)[ You know there's no point in panicking. No point in fighting the inevitable. You swallow your anxiety and your fear. You should've known better than to insult her, really. Unfortunately, you won't have the opportunity to learn from your mistake. Defeated, you lay back atop the pile of raipidly melting food and close your eyes, and surrender yourself to Clara's stomach, and the many sensations that it's surrounding you with. With closed eyes, you surrender yourself to the noise, the smell, the heat. Before the acid begins to tear through your form, you lose consciousness. You don't feel the terrible pain of being digested. Everything that you were is churned into the same nutrient rich slurry as her lunch. Fortunately for Clara, you don't add too much to her waistline. ] (if: $claratext is 7)[ Outside, feeling no remorse or guilt, Clara releases a belch. After smacking her lips together and checking her face in the mirror, she goes back into the restaurant. As she eats her lunch, she doesn't spare a thought to you. Your relationship was fun, sure ... but you were ultimately just a pest in the end. Clara never thinks of you again, nor does she spare time to any micro that she encounters in the future. They're either consumed or crushed. While the experiences that she had with you was nice, she doesn't fancy feeling the same shame that she did while using you. For you, however, your game is over. I hope you saved your game like I told you to! Back to the title screen with you. ] (if: $claratext is <=6)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara SV")]] (if: $claratext is 7)[(link:"Continue")[ (go-to: "Title")] ] }

{ (if: $claratext is 0)[ "Your ass," you blurt out awkwardly. And that's it. That's all you say. It's all you feel like you have the right to, looking up at her. A vindictive look spreads across her giant features as you choose the anal route. You feel as if you're being judged. Can you really be blamed for not wanting to risk drowning inside of her hole? Besides, it not like either of them are clean ... The enormous neko nods her head, and presses her index finger and thumb against your tiny shoulders, lifting you up off the sinkside. "Feeling naughty, are you?" she murmurs. At least she's still keeping her voice nice and low ... small blessings, you suppose. While you dangle in the air in her grasp, Clara takes her trip over to the toilet. You keep your eyes upon the ceiling, not looking down ... her grip upon you isn't the best, and you'd rather not end this little venture between the two of you by falling. ]  (if: $claratext is 1)[ As you keep your eyes turned toward the ceiling, you listen to the sound of her removing her business skirt, a gentle rustle, and then, you hear panties, obviously wet, drawn down upon her sticky thighs. For some reason, you don't feel as if you have the right to look until you're placed down in front of it. Clara kicks her loose skirt and panties across the bathroom floor and throws herself down onto the toilet seat, letting out an excited little grunt in the process. Then, you're lowered, placed down between her legs. Without hesitation, and, seemingly, not wanting to look you in the eye, the neko places you down in front of her ... giant sex. To stand in front of it is much like standing before the entrance of a pink, squishy cave. Your tiny, keen eyes are able to see giant beads of arousal drooling from her splayed, macro hole, and the ripple of her walls as said arousal is produced. A wave of aroused heat blows over your face, the scent of pussy and pheremones. ]  (if: $claratext is 2)[ But that isn't the hole that you'll be venturing into. The giant neko adjusts her position on the seat, the giant cheeks of her ass slapping against the white plastic of the toilet's lid as she tilts her hips upward, her pussy tilting toward the ceiling. Two immense, bubbly cheeks fill your vision, distracting you entirely from the giant macro pussy that you just bore witness to. With your heart rapidly beating in your chest, you watch as Clara's hands descend toward her cheeks, clearly intent upon seperating them. Her immense palms take a fat, jiggly cheek each. With a visible tense of her knuckles, she grasps, pulls, and ... shows off her tiny little asshole. Well ... to call it tiny would be incorrect. It's huge, of course ... but it looks a great deal more unyielding than her slit did. ]  (if: $claratext is 3)[ For a start, it's completely dry, meaning there's not going to be any juices to aid your entry. The muscle also seems taut, stressed, clenched so tightly, no doubt, because of the giantess' anxiety about this entire thing. Well, she should try being you ... at least she doesn't have to crawl up there! Your own asshole is clenching pretty hard right now, and, honestly, you feel as if it has the right to. You're not exactly eager for this, but you move forward regardless, teeth gritted. All you have to do is endure a giant woman's colon until she gets herself off. Should be pretty easy ... or at least, that's what you're going to tell yourself. Fortunately, her bald, pale butthole is as clean as it always is, which is very. Hopefully you'll be able to say the same about the inside of it. Soon, you're in front of Clara's gigantic anus. You watch the wrinkles of her pucker grow tighter as you take the last step toward it, making the entrane to her rectum all the tighter. You turn your head up to look at her immense face, just about visible behind the hillocks that are her big, bouncy breasts. She looks down at you with disgust, awaiting you to get on with what she's paying you for. You cringe, and focus on the task in front of you. ]  (if: $claratext is 4)[You press your hands against the taut, tight muscle in front of you, attempting to shove them inside so that you can seperate Clara's pucker enough to wriggle inside. The muscle is incredibly resistant to your demands. Against your palms and fingers, you feel it flinch and ripple, pushing back against your pull. But it is just a muscle ... and you are on a mission! You won't be bested by a giant, all powerful muscle. The more you push, the wetter your hands become, getting coated in a mixture of your own sweat, and in the gigantic beads of it that are starting to pop up around her resistant anus. Because of that extra lubrication, your mitts are finally able to squeeze inside. They are immediately hit by a blast of heat ... like you've just placed your hands over a roaring fire. It's different, though. It's an organic heat. Something made by biology, and ... you can feel that. For a moment, you simply bask in the odd feeling that is having your hands warmed by a macro's innards. ]  (if: $claratext is 5)[ You stare into the inky black hole that lays before you, the scent of sweat and musky innards hitting you square in the nose. It's an incredibly intense and earthy odor. It's not ... disgusting, like you expected. There's something pleasant and ... natural about her odor. At least, that's what you think ... until your head is fully submerged within her anal cavity. Now that you're so close to the source, the odor goes from pleasantly unpleasant to just downright unpleasant. Unable to control your reflex, you gag. But despite that, you push forward, wriggling until your shoulders ''pop'' inside. Now, your body is halfway lodged with the neko's asshole. Even though your stomach is turning around and around in circles, you think of food. You're doing this for food. ]  (if: $claratext is 6)[ When your shoulders are dragged within, it doesn't take long for the rest of your body to follow suit. Soon, the anus that was so resistant to take you on has consumed you entirely, and your tiny body is fully immersed within the macro's giant colon. Now that you're inside, surrounded by her scent, and by her tight, hot, rippling walls, you can't help but wonder what you're supposed to do now. Do you lay back into the internal caress of her walls? Or do you struggle? Outside, nearly hidden amongst the heavy beat of her aroused heart and the gurgle of her guts, you hear Clara moan. Her colon tightens heavily around you, to the point where it steals all of your breath from you. A wet sound, presumably the sound of Clara sliding her fingers into her pussy, fills your ears. You already know what you need to do in here. Survive. ]  (if: $claratext is 7)[You remember that this is hardly a mess around. You're quite literally within the lion's lair, so far within, infact, that you've ended all the way up inside of the lion's asshole. There are many, many threats to your continued existence in here. One, there's barely a shred of oxygen in here. Two, the walls around you are squeezing and rippling so tightly that you fear that you might end up gettin drawn further away from Clara's anus, and, well ... into a digestional tract. While you're sure that you won't last long in here, you're certain that you won't last a single minute in a place like that. The only fate that awaits you there is digestion. Third, there's the pure, simple threat of being crushed by her eager guts. And that's barely scratching the surface of your problems. So, you reach out, and you grasp as hard as you can onto the inside of Clara's sphincter, digging your fingers into it's wrinkles. You close your mouth and nose, forcing yourself to not breathe in her foul odor. You try not to focus on the gurgle and squelch of her hungry stomach. At least you didn't drop straight into that. ]  (if: $claratext is 8)[ You hold on for what feels like an eternity, with your eyes closed and your teeth gritted. Much like your body, your lungs begin to burn, flaring up in oxygen-deprived heat. You resist the urge to hyperventilate, knowing that all you'll do is flood your system with the toxic gases produced by her digestive system. The soundtrack to your survival is Clara's loud moans. Her heartbeat escalates in tempo, to the point where it sounds as if it's ready to explode from her chest. You hear the sound of her fingers messily plunging into her pussy. Your prison even occasionally shakes with the force of her masturbation, the cavity of her guts briefly tightening around you before shuddering. Things are becoming more desperate. You can't hold your breath for long. You press your head against the inside of her asshole, and shove your fists against it. It's time to make an exit, whether she's done or not. ]  (if: $claratext is 9)[Fortunately for you, you try to escape just as Clara's orgasm is reaching it's peak. The woman lets out a loud, guttural scream, and every muscle in her body begins to loosen and tense. This means that the guts around you give you a few nasty, firm squeezes before you leave, ensuring that you're going to have aching ribs for the next couple of days. Ultimately, however, you are ejected... ... just in time to have a gush of girlcum land upon your head. It's like someone's thrown a water of pussycream on top of your head, leaving your body soaked and slippery. You cough, clearing the thick, viscuous liquid out of your lungs, while inhaling, taking in that sweet, sweet fresh air. The scent of her ass still tickles at your nostrils tightly. You roll over, and pick yourself up. You already know what you need to leave here. You can't even stand to look up at Clara. You already know the horrid look that's going to be on the giant neko's face. You pick yourself up, stinking, and slink back to your little hole, crawling into it. Soon enough, a giant wad of candy is pushed inside. You take your dirty food, and your dirty self, and go all the way home in shame, stinking of the inside of a macro's butt. ] (if: $claratext is <=8)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to $claratext +1) (go-to: "Clara AV 2")]] (if: $claratext is 9)[(link:"Continue")[ (set:$claratext to 0) (set:$mloot to $level * 5) (set: $food to $food + $mloot) (set:$eventxp to 50) (set: $mloot to 0) (go-to: "Venture Over")]] }

{ (set: $eventroll to (random: 1,3))  (if: $eventroll is 1)[ Unfortunately for you, the food that you spot is ... jammed directly between a macro's toes. To be specific, it's what looks like a chunk of meatball wedged between a giant female canine's fluffy, white toes. You guess for whatever reason, she decided to skip socks today ... or, maybe she just likes to eat dinner barefoot! Who knows? It's not like you're going to be able to ask her. On the plus side, though, her foot does look nice and clean. And that is a fairly big chunk of meatball ... enough for a good couple of meals, at least. On the negative side, though, toes are known for being highly sensitive. You'll have to be careful getting it out there. What say you? Do you have quickfingers, or butterfingers? [[Quickfingers, duh!->RestEvent2-1]] [[Butterfingers. I'd better go home.->Venture Over]] (set: $eventxp to 1) ]  (if: $eventroll is 2)[The food that you spot isn't exactly on the floor, either. No, it's ... quite a high way up, actually. It's a piece of food that's somehow got stuck between a giant bunny's massive tits. From what you can tell, it looks like ... some kind of marinara sauce? Naturally, from the ground, you're having a little difficulty seeing so far up, and it's not like cleavages are the easiest thing to see into in the first place. Still, it's the only piece of food that you can see. Whether you go for this one is really down to you, honestly. Looking at her long, svelte form, you would definitely be able to scale her. The punkish looking white bunny is wearing ripped jeans and a scuffed up looking t-shirt. As far as handholds go, you'd have plenty. Big risk, though. Are you up to it? [[Let's climb this bunny.->RestEvent2-1]] [[No, I want to go home.->Venture Over]] (set: $eventxp to 1) ]  (if: $eventroll is 3)[What you spot is a rather rowdy looking male brown buck. You spotted him because of his massive hooves angrily pounding on the floor. His phone is pressed up to his ear, jaw busily working as he yells angrily into the reciever. You're not sure what he's shouting about, but he's cramming a whole bunch of noodles into his mouth while he's doing it. There's no way to climb him - not with him gesticulating so much, at least - but with the way that he's eating and yakking at the same time, the deer is bound to drop some food on the floor sooner or later. Or, at least, that's your hope. You might end up with nothing. Hell, said angry deer might even spot you, if you're really unlucky. You definitely wouldn't want to be on the end of his wrath. The choice, as always, is yours. [[I choose food!->RestEvent2-1]] [[I choose home.->Venture Over]] (set: $eventxp to 1) ] }

{ (if: $eventroll is 1 or 2)[(set: $event2roll to (random: 1,100)) (set: $agility to $agility * 2) (set: $event2roll to $event2roll + $agility) (set: $agility to $agility / 2)] (if: $eventroll is 3)[(set: $event2roll to (random: 1,100)) (if: $accessory is "lucky bead")[(set: $event2roll to 100)] ]  (if: $eventroll is 1 and $event2roll is <=59) [You sneak forward, and attempt to grasp the food from between the macro's massive toes. It's definitely quite intimidating ... seeing those massive, bare fluffy toes wriggling, each of them at least twice the size of you, and capable of crushing you all by themselves. As you get closer and closer, you extend your arms to grab the forgotten meat between her toes. However, before you can even make contact with the food, her toes instinctively shift down, pinning your upper and lower body beneath them! Only your head is free. Your ribs groan from the pressure, but, somehow, you can still draw breath into your aching lungs. It takes a good few minutes before her foot lifts up. She never noticed your presence. Beaten and shaky, you pick your crumpled self up and head all the way back home, defeated, sore, and without a crumb of food. ] (if: $eventroll is 1 and $event2roll is >=60 and <=90) [You sneak forward, and attempt to grasp the food from between the macro's massive toes. It's definitely quite intimidating ... seeing those massive, bare fluffy toes wriggling, each of them at least twice the size of you, and capable of crushing you all by themselves. You extend your paws, reaching for the morsel of food ... and, somehow, you manage to snatch it from between her toes! However, your movements tickle her. As you're turning to make your escape, you end up getting trapped underneath her heel! The meatball is clutched against your chest as you fall. You feel it squish underneath you ... which is actually really gross. Between meat and foot, you lay there for a while, until, eventually, the canine's paw lifts from you. Some of the meatball has been rendered inedible ... but part of it is still good! You take that part and scurry off home, much, much sorer than when you came in. (set: $food to $food + $level + (random: 1,3)) (set: $eventxp to 25) ] (if: $eventroll is 1 and $event2roll is >=91) [You sneak forward, and attempt to grasp the food from between the macro's massive toes. It's definitely quite intimidating ... seeing those massive, bare fluffy toes wriggling, each of them at least twice the size of you, and capable of crushing you all by themselves. You extend your paws, reaching for the morsel of food ... and, somehow, you manage to snatch it from between her toes! Not only that, you don't alert her presence at all. With your face lit up with glee, you turn and run. With nearly a whole meatball between your tiny little paws, you head on home to consume your spoils and rest. (set: $food to $food + $level + (random: 5,8)) (set: $eventxp to 50) ]  (if: $eventroll is 2 and $event2roll is <=59) [You sneak underneath the bunny's table, and then scale her. It's not easy work at all, but you somehow make your way up her jeans, and then, her shirt. By the time you arrive at the peak of her breasts, you're extremely sweaty and tired, however. Her deep, foreboding cleavage lays in front of you, the blob of food visible. But even if it's so close, you feel too exhausted to advance upon it. Suddenly, you hear the bunny chirp up above you. "Hey. What's this on my tits?" she murmurs to herself, looking down toward her bust. Naturally, she sees you ... and her eyes go wide. "Interestin'. I didn't expect my meal to come with free dessert..." Crap. What are you going to do? [[Stay and face the music->RestEvent2-1-1]] [[Flee!->Venture Over]] (set: $eventoutcome to 1) ] (if: $eventroll is 2 and $event2roll is >=60 and <=95)[ You sneak underneath the bunny's table, and then scale her. It's easy work ... and you're used to climbing. You make it up her jeans, and then her shirt. Soon, you're stood in front of the bunny's gigantic tits, your feet upon the collar of her shirt. You can feel her flesh jiggling and swaying underneath your feet. It makes approaching her cleavage a little awkward, but ... somehow, despite your shaky feet, you manage it. You reach forward and put your hands on the piece of food. It's a big fat spinach leaf. You're not sure how it got in there ... and you don't have the time to think about it. You pull it free. Unfortunately, your hand slips, and you alert the bunny above... "Well, well, well ..." you hear her quietly croon. "I didn't expect my meal to come with a free dessert." Crap. What are you going to do? [[Stay and face the music->RestEvent2-1-1]] [[Flee with the food!->Venture Over]] (set: $food to $food + $level + (random: 1,5)) (set: $eventoutcome to 2) (set: $eventxp to 25) ] (if: $eventroll is 2 and $event2roll is >=96)[ You sneak underneath the bunny's table, and then scale her. It's easy work ... and you're used to climbing. You make it up her jeans, and then her shirt. Soon, you're stood in front of the bunny's gigantic tits, your feet upon the collar of her shirt. You can feel her flesh jiggling and swaying underneath your feet. It makes approaching her cleavage a little awkward, but ... somehow, despite your shaky feet, you manage it. You reach forward and put your hands on the piece of food. It's a big fat spinach leaf. You're not sure how it got in there ... and you don't have the time to think about it. You pull it free, and ... you are completely successful in doing so. That wasn't so bad at all. You turn your head up toward her and look at her soft, fuzzy face. She doesn't look that bad, really. A little punky, a little gothy, but ... maybe if you introduced yourself, she might give you some more food. [[Get her attention->RestEvent2-1-1]] [[Forget it, I'm out of here->Venture Over]] (set: $food to $food + $level + (random: 4,8)) (set: $eventxp to 50) (set: $eventoutcome to 3) ]  (if: $eventroll is 3 and $event2roll is <=30)[ You sneak underneath the massive burly deer's table - steering well clear of his madly stomping hooves - and wait to see if anything drops down. You stay on your feet, alert. The last thing you want to do is end up getting trampled on because you got too comfortable. Unfortunately, despite the fact that you wait until the end of his meal, no food drops down. As the deer stands up from the table, meal finished and bill paid, you watch as he stomps off toward the door, still yelling angrily into his phone. What an odd macro. You're still without food, however. Hungry, and wishing you would've just stayed at home, you make your way back into the cubbyhole, annoyed. ] (if: $eventroll is 3 and $event2roll is >=31 and <=80)[ You sneak underneath the massive burly deer's table - steering well clear of his madly stomping hooves - and wait to see if anything drops down. You stay on your feet, alert. The last thing you want to do is end up getting trampled on because you got too comfortable. You get lucky. Or, at least, a little lucky. Onto the floor, straight from the deers mouth, drops a whole noodle. Four inches of noodle ... more noodle than there is you. You dart forward and retrieve it from the floor, wrapping it up as if it were a length of rope. Not all of it is going to be edible ... but you're fairly certain that you can do something with the parts that aren't covered in saliva or carpet fuzz. With noodle in hand, you go all the way back home. It's a small victory, but you feel pleasant for it. (set: $food to $food + $level + (random: 2,4)) (set: $eventxp to 25) ] (if: $eventroll is 3 and $eventroll is >=81)[ You sneak underneath the massive burly deer's table - steering well clear of his madly stomping hooves - and wait to see if anything drops down. You stay on your feet, alert. The last thing you want to do is end up getting trampled on because you got too comfortable. You get lucky. Extremely lucky, as a matter of fact. A huge meatball drops onto the floor, straight from the deer's plate. It's not been anywhere near his mouth. Even better, not a smidge of carpet lint ends up on it's saucy surface! It's an enormous win. You wrap both arms around the meatball, and pick it up to the best of your ability. It's a definite strain ... but you somehow manage to take it all the way home. Good work, little guy. (set: $food to $food + level + (random: 8, 10)) (set: $eventxp to 50) ]  (if: $eventroll is 1 or 3)[[[Continue->Venture Over]]] }

{ (if: $eventtext is 0)[ ''WARNING: Picking this option will lead toward soft vore, and, ultimately, a game over! It's probably in your best interest to make sure that you've saved your game!'' ]  (if: $eventoutcome is <=2 and $eventtext is 1) [ You're not sure why you're sticking around, honestly. You should be bolting and running. Perhaps you want to be eaten. Perhaps you're like a deer in headlights, caught, and unable to run, or like an ostrich burying it's head in the sand. No matter the reason you remain stood upon the rabbit's breast, you're still as a statue, and about to be, as she put it, dessert. The bunny seems well practiced in picking up micros. Her enormous paw swings downward, and easily plucks up your tiny form. Your feet leave the relative safety of her squishy breast. By the back of your clothes, she hauls you up into the air. Without even bothering to look at you - and without really giving you the chance to look at her - she parts her massive lips and casually tosses you inside of her eager maw. With a wet splat, you land upon her vast, pink tongue. You feel her large tastebuds rake across your arms, saliva splattering over your body as you try to orient yourself. You're not sure where your limbs are, or if you're the right way up or not. Everything is squishy, wet, and hot. ] (if: $eventtext is 2) [ As soon as you know your foot from your arm and your arm from your leg, however, the only thing that you can do is watch as the bunny's lips part. You get your last glimpse of the restaurant, and then, you are plunged into complete darkness. Apparently deciding that she doesn't like your taste, the bunny quickly swallows. Your world, once again, is thrown into complete chaos. Your body is launched toward the back of her mouth. Your arms reach out, desperately attempting to cling onto her uvula, something, anything ... but all your hands can grasp are unyielding, slick walls. You find no handholds, despite your best efforts. You slip, tumble, and fall into the abyss that is the bunny's throat, the lining of her throat clenching, squelching, squeezing at you to the tune of her cruel and very audible heartbeat. You scream in terror, body in near free fall, your descent toward her stomach very much assured. ] (if: $eventtext is 3) [ The bunny's stomach is in full gear. As you fall, you hear it's gurgle and squelch grow louder and louder. Soon, it's so loud that it feels as if her body's internal noises are completely consuming you. As you squeeze through the tight band that leads from throat to stomach, you are overwhelmed by the noise of digestion, the powerful sound of her massive stomach angrily churning up the meal that she just ate. As you fall within her madly digesting gut, you naturally do not last for long. There is no island for which you to crawl on, no escape in her belly, you are simply plunged into her intense, corrosive stomach acid. Though the rabbit is a herbivore, the meat on your bones really doesn't amount to much. You are quickly melted away, leaving nothing more than tiny bones behind that won't be an issue for her to pass later. Outside, the bunny presses her fist against her throat, and lets out a loud belch. Satisfied, she calls for the waiter, pays her cheque, and leaves a rather nice tip ... courtesy of you. ]  (if: $eventoutcome is 3 and $eventtext is 1)[ You go on with this terrible idea, despite the fact that you've been warned about it. You raise your arms above your head, and wave at the bunny. You even nudge her tits with your toes for good measure, making sure that she notices you nice and quick! And notice you she does. Her large, cruel eyes swivel toward you, and she grins devillishly upon spotting you. Now, you get the idea that you should run. It's too late, however. Before you can so much as turn tail, the rabbit's fingers have grasped you, and you're being lifted into the air. The restaurant passes by in a blur in front of you, and soon, you're dangling in front of her massive, mean face. There is absolutely no chance of diplomacy here. You have well and truly screwed the pooch on this one. Without saying a word to you, she tosses you into her mouth. You land upon her hot squishy tongue with a wet slap. Saliva quickly coats your form. Disorientated, you flap your arms about. ]  (if: $eventtext is 0)[ (link:"I'm down for getting eaten alive! Let's go!")[ (set: $eventtext to 1) (go-to: "RestEvent2-1-1")] (link:"Yeah, actually, I'm gonna run.")[ (set: $eventtext to 0) (go-to:"Venture Over")] ] (if: $eventtext is >=1 and <=2) [ (link:"Continue")[ (set: $eventtext to $eventtext + 1) (go-to: "RestEvent2-1-1")] ] (if: $eventtext is 3) [ (link:"Continue")[ (set: $eventtext to 0) (go-to: "Title")] ] }