Continue your journey back home to your apartment
From Create Your Own Story
You try to wipe your silly smile off your face, and try to focus on getting your bearings and flapping your wings.
But the swans mount you over and over and over.
By the time the city silhouette appears on the horizon you are flying through an orgasmic bliss. Unfortunately, this means you fail to realize you are quickly becoming heavier. Each individual swan egg might not weigh much, but when each suitor has fucked you twice, you have well over four-score eggs in your obscenely protruding belly.
When you finally realize the danger, it is too late.
The weight alone makes it difficult to keep your altitude, but you're not taking the wind drag into account. By now, your shape is decidedly not aerodynamic anymore, and suddenly it happens.
You stall and crash to the ground, even as one faithful final lover ejaculates into you, following you down into death.
END.
| Status | ||
| Health | Dead | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
