Bianca Snowbloom was a breathtaking beauty, with glossy black hair, lips as red as roses, and skin that glowed like freshly fallen snow. However, growing up in the secluded convent of Life Arcana left her unaware of her own desirability.
Discover the thrilling story of the _Little Red Coed_, who risked leaving her arcane magic class to photocopy the final exam, desperately hoping for a passing grade. But unfortunately, her sexy professor caught her with the incriminating papers in hand.
What if you could build the world of your dreams? Would it be unicorns and rainbows, or tits and dragons? What would you say to armored bikinis for every maiden, and bare-chested warrior princesses gripping you by the calf as you sit on a throne made of bones?
This knight-in-shining-armor complex is going to be the death of me. After one of the roughest nights of my life, a hot-as-hellfire corpo bombshell walked into my humble detective agency. Dressed like a billion bucks, with a navel-deep neckline, and heels so high that her legs faded into the stratosphere. You know, the kind of broad that’s always good news.
Time for some answers. I found the missing woman who stole the Sondines’ soldier training software. She was hiding as a **kinky beer wench** in an **underground sex club**, so secret that it was located on an unreachable section of Metal’s game world.
Did you know there are areas of _Metal_ so **filthy** they’re hidden from decent folk like you and me? You can only get there if you log in from another country. And, man, the **kinky** stuff they do… I’m not even sure it’s **physically possible**. Which is weird given how realistic the virtual world feels.
I never thought of myself as a voyeur. But I guess that’s what you do as a detective; you watch people at their most private. And when you have firsthand **access to their memories**, it’s hard not to look where you’re not supposed to.
My investigation leads me back to my employer, that sexy femme fatale out of old detective pulp. It seems she’s been using me like a shmuck. Serves me right for trusting a great rack over my own gut. But when I go to face her, I find myself in an Eyes Wide Shut kind of party.
Have you joined a let’s play from a camgirl? In total immersion VR? As a PI, I was hired to find a young woman hiding inside this popular net deep-dive MMORPG called Metal. That’s a lot of words to describe a videogame that was plugged straight into your cerebral cortex. Fun stuff.
Sex or death. Why is it always “sex or death”? It seems that of the hundred thousand that started this raid, I could be the last man standing. How many warriors can one giant dragon burn alive?
There’s this crush you can’t get over. There’s this crush you can’t explain. There’s this person you’ve never met, yet… there’s something there. Something that holds you and doesn’t let go. And then you meet this person and she’s a total cunt.
A classy, sexy dame hired me to find this girl, who was hiding inside the video game world of _Metal,_ — the best fucking net deep-dive, MMO Action RPG in the world. So, in a way, the classy dame was paying me to play. Yay!
Space. Frontier. You know the drill. Lots of weird stuff. So… an alien pathogen turned my starship into a coed dorm-room out of a seventies’ porno. Wish those were the good news.
Space is weird. Surprisingly sexy, but weird.An old friend betrayed me, stole my starship, and brainwashed my crew with an alien parasitic spore that made everyone obedient and horny. Now, I’m an intruder in my own ship, hunted by the sexiest officers the Alliance’s species have to offer.
