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Submitted On May13/09 Hits 2552 Summary:
Part two of CYOY. Our hero needs guidance as he works his way through a night club, this time with male and female choices!
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(Part Two of Choose Your Own Yiff. In this one, our hero has a choice between a male and female. Again, use CTRL+F to find your option.)
Intro:
It’s that time of the month again! Our hero wants to go out to find some action.
Our hero gets ready to go to a rave club. He dresses in black cargo pants and a fishnet t-shirt, ready to go do his thing.
Our hero walked through the crowd, techno playing loudly and vibrating the floor with every bass beat. It was all dark except for the DJ’s booth, the bar, some lasers and strobe light, and the glowing of the dancers. He sat at the corner of the bar to assess the situation.
To one side was one of the dancers, a chipmunk to be exact. Glowing paint adorned her fur as her body seemed to move naturally to the music. All she wore was a bra and cargo pants pulled a little low and the strings of her thong pulled high above them. Something tells the hero that he might need to dance for this one.
To the other side was the bartende...
Intro:
It’s that time of the month again! Our hero wants to go out to find some action.
Our hero gets ready to go to a rave club. He dresses in black cargo pants and a fishnet t-shirt, ready to go do his thing.
Our hero walked through the crowd, techno playing loudly and vibrating the floor with every bass beat. It was all dark except for the DJ’s booth, the bar, some lasers and strobe light, and the glowing of the dancers. He sat at the corner of the bar to assess the situation.
To one side was one of the dancers, a chipmunk to be exact. Glowing paint adorned her fur as her body seemed to move naturally to the music. All she wore was a bra and cargo pants pulled a little low and the strings of her thong pulled high above them. Something tells the hero that he might need to dance for this one.
To the other side was the bartende...
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