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Author's Note: While I have a fairly definite idea of where I'd like this story to go, it's possible you might have some better ideas of how certain choices may go. I encourage you, if you'd like to see a certain path explored to add a chapter at the appropriate decision point, and write whatever choice you'd like explored in the Answer text field, and write, "This is a stub for future content." in the content area and I'll consider writing something in that vein. Don't go writing your own chapters or I'll delete them.
Genres I enjoy writing include incest (duh!,) mind control, impregnation, corruption, first time, romance, and exhibitionist & voyeur.
Certain genres that I will not, under any circumstances, write and I will delete your chapter if you add these subjects: Rape, scat, water sports, furry, BDSM, cuck, gay/lesbian (sorry... just not my thing,) futa, trans, tentacles, fetish, and of course the CHYOA's usual bans on bestiality, underage sex and extreme violence always apply.
Genres that I don't care for/aren't good at, but would consider writing in include science fiction, celebrities, mature, interracial, group/orgy, non-human, toys, humor & satire.
Maybe your choice might spur me on to a new epiphany?
Also, the entire premise of the introduction requires a degree of suspension of disbelief. In the real world, Priapism (an erection lasting more than 4 hours without any sexual stimuli and usually painful) is extremely serious and requires a patient go to the emergency room immediately, but in the case of this story, if Mark & Christina do that, we have no story. So, if you ever exhibit signs of Priapism, go to the ER immediately!
Anyway, without further adieu, our story...
"Yes, Mom," Christina Miller rolled her eyes as her mother rambled on and on about she and her father's itinerary, the food that was available, who to contact in an emergency, what was permissible and not permissible while they were away, but most importantly, Christina's mother expressed her concern for the health of Mark, Christina's younger brother.
Mark had stayed home from high school earlier that morning, saying he didn't feel well, and their mother had felt his forehead and determined the young boy was suffering from the flu that had been making the rounds. Mark, who was a Senior who'd just turned eighteen a few weeks prior, was now sleeping in his bedroom, while Christina had woken up at 6:00am, along with her parents, to drive them to the airport and return with her parent's Range Rover.
Now, for what seemed like the fortieth time, Christina's mother was laying down the house rules, when she should have been getting ready for the second honeymoon she and her husband had been planning on for months.
Christina had finished her college exams for the semester, and had only returned home a few days ago, partly because she'd agreed to babysit her brother while her parents jetted away to Jamaica for nearly two weeks. She needed the break from her boyfriend, who had been getting on her nerves and was currently at his home in a small town 5 hours drive away, where he'd be interning with a local attorney's office for most of the Summer. The plan was for Christina to join him there, or at least visit in a few weeks, but after the way they'd left things, Christina wasn't sure if that'd happen.
So, after the third round of assuring her Mom that she had everything under control and that she wouldn't let Mark die before they'd gotten back home, Christina's Dad took control and wrestled they phone away from his wife.
"Okay, sweetie, we'll call you from the hotel once we get checked in, feel free to call us there if you need, but otherwise, we'll leave you alone and you should leave us alone", Mr. Miller said.
Christina could almost hear her Mom chastising her Dad, but she told them both she loved them, and to have a wonderful time.
Christina had used the time on the phone to open a soft drink and grab some snacks to eat, then plopped herself down on the sofa, turning on the large screen TV and changing the channel to the Smithsonian Channel, one of her favorites.
A pre-med Junior, Christina was a little less than four years older than her brother. Standing 5'-5" and weighing 135 lbs, she was a little heavyset, but she could still rock a size 6 dress when she wanted.
Still, hot, young women aren't taken seriously in science and medicine, so Christina adopted the practice of dressing-down... wearing baggy clothes, wearing black-framed glasses instead of her normal contact lenses, playing down the makeup and perfume. Even so, she was very attractive, just not overtly so.
She had gotten comfortable on the couch, becoming more and more interested in her program when she thought she might need to check on her little brother.
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