Sunset City Part 1

<img src="story0.png"> Sunset City: The First Day Writing, artistic design, coding, and sound design: SINNAMON <a href="https://bsky.app/profile/sinnamonfox.bsky.social" target="_blank">BSKY</a> <a href="https://throne.com/sinnamonfox" target="_blank">THRONE</a> © DeadBat Games 2024-2025 ---- Title artwork: Lilroh Can be found under itch.io: Grumpycritter ---- **Content Warnings** This diaperfur dating sim contains adult themes, romance, 21+ alcohol and marijuana use, and toggleable smut. ''MINORS FUCK OFF!'' ---- Check out our website for more games and information on how to support our work. Right now I'm paid just in smiles. See information on our website. <a href="http://www.thegreatestgamedesignerontheplanet.com/" target="_blank"> DeadBat Games</a> ---- <img src="story0000.PNG"> Click here! [[Dedication Page->AAAAAAAA1]]

<img src="Sprite-0001.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**A busy Spaceport**] You find yourself in a busy spaceport. You’re yourself--A little--And you’re headed to DiaperCon 2197. You are exactly who you want to be, but let’s take a moment to think about your life before your big weekend… Looking out the window you can see the rockets out in the smog. You can’t help thinking about your job. Wait a tick, what kind of job did you have? Choices: [[I have an important, stressful job->A2]] [[I have a boring, pointless job->A3]] [[I’m unemployed->A4]] (set: $wtf to 1)(set: $job to 0)(set: $sex to 0)(set: $sexual to 0)(set: $fur to 0)(set: $bee to 0)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Stressful job**] You’re someone important and successful. But lorsh, isn’t it just how it goes that the more successful you are, the more stressful everything gets... People know they can rely on you, and it’s just… Adulting sucks. Your phone buzzes in your pocket. You check it and realize it’s an email from a client asking for clarification. Your email program shoots back your “I’m on vacation” message, but it’s always at the back of your mind… You need to go to the bathroom after having gone through security. They all know your secret, but you didn’t go before going through it. Let’s pretend you aren’t diapered (maybe you’re a middle, after all). Which bathroom would you use? Non-withstanding the concept that you might be trans, of course. This far in the future, nobody gives a shit what you were born as. Choices: [[Male->A5]] [[Female->A6]] [[The family restroom (Nonbinary)->A7]] (set: $job to 1)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Boring job**] Lorsh, this vacation is going to be great. Maybe you work retail--Maybe you work as a secretary--You’re not exactly making the world a better place. After working a shit job for so long, you’d forgotten what it’s really like to have some excitement in your life. You’ve been saving for a while, and it’s such a welcome change of pace. You need to go to the bathroom after having gone through security. They all know your secret, but you didn’t go before going through it. Let’s pretend you aren’t diapered (maybe you’re a middle, after all). Which bathroom would you use? Non-withstanding the concept that you might be trans, of course. This far in the future, nobody gives a shit what you were born as. Choices: [[Male->A5]] [[Female->A6]] [[The family restroom (Nonbinary)->A7]] (set: $job to 2)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Unemployed**] You don’t have a job. Maybe you’re still around 21 or so--Not really going anywhere quickly. Did you drop out of college? Maybe you’re taking a break? Or maybe you’re sticking with school. Mommy and Daddy are rich enough to send you wherever. We’re going to assume you still live with them. They’re so overbearing… You were just able to scrouch together the money to go to Diapercon, and they think you’re going to a job fair. You need to go to the bathroom after having gone through security. They all know your secret, but you didn’t go before going through it. Let’s pretend you aren’t diapered (maybe you’re a middle, after all). Which bathroom would you use? Non-withstanding the concept that you might be trans, of course. This far in the future, nobody gives a shit what you were born as. Choices: [[Male->A5]] [[Female->A6]] [[The family restroom (Nonbinary)->A7]] (set: $job to 3)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Male**] You’re a boy. That doesn’t mean much these days, but that’s what you are. You settle your business either in your diaper or however else you wish to do so. Ahh… That feeling of relief doesn’t ever lose meaning… Just pee out all the stress. This is a romance story. You’re going to be dating another male. Sorry if that’s not your thing, but this need not be a smutty adventure. We’re going to assume you’re homoromantic, but are you looking for romance or sex? Choices: [[I’m ace (or otherwise looking just for innocent romance)->A8]] [[I’m homosexual->A9]] (set: $sex to 1)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Female**] You’re a girl. That doesn’t mean much these days, but that’s what you are. You settle your business either in your diaper or however else you wish to do so. Ahh… That feeling of relief doesn’t ever lose meaning… Just pee out all the stress. This is a romance story. You’re going to be dating a male. Sorry if that’s not your thing, but this need not be a smutty adventure. We’re going to assume you’re heteroromantic, but are you looking for romance or sex? Choices: [[I’m ace (or otherwise looking just for innocent romance)->A8]] [[I’m heterosexual->A9]] (set: $sex to 2)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Nonbinary**] You’re still in between. Maybe it doesn’t matter that much to you? It doesn’t matter that much to this story anyway, but it’s good to know who you are. You settle your business either in your diaper or however else you wish to do so. Ahh… That feeling of relief doesn’t ever lose meaning… Just pee out all the stress. This is a romance story. You’re going to be dating a male. Sorry if that’s not your thing, but this need not be a smutty adventure. We’re going to assume you’re romantic, but are you looking for romance or sex? Choices: [[I’m ace (or otherwise looking just for innocent romance)->A8]] [[I’m sexual->A9]] (set: $sex to 3)

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m Ace**] Not up for smut? Me either! I just want that sweet, innocent love. It’s something you’re missing in your life right now. Looking out into the smog out the window--You just feel there’s gotta be someone out there for you… Oh, hey, another question. Are you a furry? Choices: [[Fuck yes->A10]] [[Fuck no->A11]] (if: $wtf is 1)[[[Wtf is a furry?->A12]]](else:)[] (set: $sexual to 0)

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m sexual**] I’ve always wanted to write some smut. It’s always been there, but I’m not exactly like other people. Neither are you. I want that innocent romance, but there’s an A in ABDL for a reason. Being an adult makes the littlespace vibes meaningful. It’s a choice…And you’re going to make it. Looking out into the smog out the window--You just feel there’s gotta be someone out there for you… Oh, hey, another question. Are you a furry? Choices: [[Fuck yes->A10]] [[Fuck no->A11]] (if: $wtf is 1)[[[Wtf is a furry?->A12]]](else:)[] (set: $sexual to 1)

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a furry**] So, you’re all fluffy and furry! Or maybe you’re scaly and smooth. Feathers? Whatever species--Whatever you want to be--That’s who you are. I’m going to write this as if you have fur, though. So, if you don’t have fur, just pretend it’s whatever it should be… Oh, you should also know a specific word in this world. “Phaser.” Part of becoming a furry involves a process called “Plasmid Phasing.” Which was a way to reprogram much of your human body to be that furry you wanted to be. Furry rights were a hot-button issue in the 50s, but it’s 2197 now. We’re beyond that. Anyway, “phaser” is a derogatory term--Like a slur. You should not appreciate being called that. One final question--And this one doesn’t really affect your gameplay. What are you wearing? You have three choices. A pair of shortalls and a tie-dye onesie. The outfit is completed with some rainbow sneakers that light up when you walk. Styles like this never go out for the kidcore aesthetic. A pair of jeans and a black T-shirt with a sleepy cat face on it. This outfit is finished with a peeking husky hat. You know the one. It’s still in style, and it’s still that classic hankey code for being a babyfur. The final choice is a onesie and a pair of khaki shorts. The onesie has a teddy bear print. Classic. Prints like this never go out of style for babs like you. Choices: [[Shortalls and tie-dye->A13]] [[Peeking husky hat->A14]] [[Teddy bear print->A15]] (set: $fur to 1)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Not a furry**] So, you’re just a regular human. That’s cool. You people are more common than furries anyway. One final question--And this one doesn’t really affect your gameplay. What are you wearing? You have three choices. A pair of shortalls and a tie-dye onesie. The outfit is completed with some rainbow sneakers that light up when you walk. Styles like this never go out for the kidcore aesthetic. A pair of jeans and a black T-shirt with a sleepy cat face on it. This outfit is finished with a peeking husky hat. You know the one. It’s still in style, and it’s still that classic hankey code for being a babyfur. The final choice is a onesie and a pair of khaki shorts. The onesie has a teddy bear print. Classic. Prints like this never go out of style for babs like you. Choices: [[Shortalls and tie-dye->A13]] [[Peeking husky hat->A14]] [[Teddy bear print->A15]] (set: $fur to 0)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Wtf is a furry?**] It’s like a human with fur. Kinda like… A cartoon animal? But not a cartoon. Anthropomorphic. They’re cute. Search diaperfur on the goog or something, eh? So, roll with it. Choices: [[Okay->AB1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Shortalls and tie-dye**] Noice. Good choice. Styles like this are common enough these days that you don’t stand out among the common public. Your phone buzzes in your pocket. Apparently, they’re boarding. Gate B7. You pick up your suitcase and head over to the gate. Choices: [[The boarding process->B1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Peeking husky hat**] It will never not be cool. Change my mind! Your phone buzzes in your pocket. Apparently, they’re boarding. Gate B7 You pick up your suitcase and head over to the gate. Choices: [[The boarding process->B1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Teddy bear print**] Noice. Good choice. Styles like this are common enough these days that you don’t really stand out among the common public. Your phone buzzes in your pocket. Apparently, they’re boarding. Gate B7. You pick up your suitcase and head over to the gate. Choices: [[The boarding process->B1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Okay**] So are you a furry? Choices: [[Fuck yes->A10]] [[Fuck no->A11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**The boarding process**] You head to B7 and see the short line slowly filtering in through the gate. A voice dripping with sunshine comes on the nearby speaker. “Calling all rows for Sunset City. Please scan your ticket to the reader.” You notice a few of the people in line are dressed like you. Guess you’re not the only one headed to the convention from this spaceport. Maybe you’ll meet someone nice on the ride over? Knowing your luck, you’ll be sandwiched between two stinky normies. That would just be great… Choices: [[Present your phone with your ticket on it to the reader and board->B2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Time to board**] You board the spacecraft. It looks a lot like what a plane from today would look like. I’m not sure if this is your first time flying, but by this point in the future, the two concepts are analogous. You find your seat. Already sitting next to the “window” (More of a VR display of what the outside looks like) is a protogen with pastel yellow fur. He has thin black stripes running up his arms and down his tail. With a fuzzy mane and a pair of hymenopteran feelers popping out above his visor, it’s little wonder that the emblems on the corners of his visor and shoulder are happy-looking cartoon bumble bees. Otherwise, he looks releatively normal for a protogen--Fuzzy fox ears and tail, fuzzy fingers. He’s kind of got the fuzzy thing down pat. Dressed in a blue and white striped polo (no sleeves) and dad sandals (I swear that’s what they’re called), you wouldn’t be faulted for assuming he was a male. The yellow LEDs of his visor light up with a small smile as you put your bag away. Nice smile… He turns his head as he paws at a safety pamphlet. You get the distinct feeling that he’s shooting you glances every so often as if he was sizing you up and thinking about what your outward appearance might say about you. There are three seats here but, including you, only two would be taken. You’re one of the last people to board too. Maybe you got lucky and get extra legroom? Choices: [[Take a seat quietly->B3]] [[See something you like, bro?->B4]] [[Is this seat taken?->B5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Take a seat quietly**] You quietly sit down in the aisle seat. Glancing over at the protogen, you notice the safety pamphlet. Maybe you should look at your own? Choices: [[Nah, I fly all the time->B6]] [[Sure let’s look at it->B7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**See something you like?**] The protogen displays a blush beneath his eyes and quickly looks away. “No... Nevermind…” You quietly sit down in the aisle seat. Glancing over at the protogen, you notice the safety pamphlet. Maybe you should look at your own? Choices: [[Nah, I fly all the time->B6]] [[Sure let’s look at it->B7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Is this seat taken?**] The protogen displays a blush beneath his eyes for a moment. “Oh. No. I actually purchased both these seats.” Choices: [[You wanted two seats?->B8]] [[Sweet, legroom->B9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Nah, I fly all the time**] You buckle your seatbelt and lean back. Tray table’s up, ready to go. The protogen doesn’t seem very nervous either--Idly looking out the window at the walls of the bay. After a few moments, one of the flight attendants gets on the PA. “Hello, passengers. We will be beginning our flight to Sunset City momentarily. If you would please watch the following safety demonstration.” “Please buckle your seat belt during take-off and docking.” The fasten seatbelt sign briefly lights up. “When the captain turns on the fasten seatbelt sign, you should return to your seat and fasten your seatbelt.” The protogen sighs quietly and idly pokes his fingers to different parts of his palm. He probably has an OS built into his head… You’ve heard stories of protogens before--Most are heavily modded furries. A few of them, though… They’re A.I.s. A lot of people distrust them for that reason. “In the event of a water landing, the re-entry parachutes can be used as floatation devices.” Artificial intelligence. That’s been a spooky word in the news lately. A.I. rights and all that. They keep asking for things--They don’t want to follow the rules of robotics anymore. Protests for both sides have been all over the news. Nothing violent, obviously, but it’s been a hot button in the Union of Americas. “In the event of capsule depressurization, please affix your own breathing mask before helping others.” They’re not even real people… The protogen sighs again, leans an arm onto the wall, and holds his head in his hand. He’s looking at your leg. It seems like he’s just searching for a place to rest his eyes. “Thank you for your attention. We will be taking off momentarily.” The plane k’thunks and starts rising to a 45-degree angle. Choices: [[Oh gosh, this part always makes me nervous->B10]] [[Relax and lean back. This is the safest way to travel->B11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sure, let’s look at it**] You pick up the safety pamphlet and look it over. You kinda know what they look like already. The people always seem so calm and collected on the pages. You know that in the event of a crash, the chances of survival are slim. In the event of a capsule depressurization, lean forward and kiss your crinkly ass goodbye… Just makes you nervous. The protogen doesn’t seem very nervous--Idly looking out the window at the walls of the bay. After a few moments, one of the flight attendants gets on the PA. “Hello, passengers. We will be beginning our flight to Sunset City momentarily. If you would please watch the following safety demonstration.” “Please buckle your seat belt during take-off and docking.” The fasten seatbelt sign briefly lights up. “When the captain turns on the fasten seatbelt sign, you should return to your seat and fasten your seatbelt.” The protogen sighs quietly and idly pokes his fingers to different parts of his palm. He probably has an OS built into his head… You’ve heard stories of protogens before--Most are heavily modded furries. A few of them, though… They’re A.I.s. A lot of people distrust them for that reason. “In the event of a water landing, the re-entry parachutes can be used as floatation devices.” Artificial intelligence. That’s been a spooky word in the news lately. A.I. rights and all that. They keep asking for things--They don’t want to follow the rules of robotics anymore. Protests for both sides have been all over the news. Nothing violent, obviously, but it’s been a hot button in the Union of Americas. “In the event of capsule depressurization, please affix your own breathing mask before helping others.” They’re not even real people… The protogen sighs again, leans an arm onto the wall, and holds his head in his hand. He’s looking at your leg. It seems like he’s just searching for a place to rest his eyes. “Thank you for your attention. We will be taking off momentarily.” The plane k’thunks and starts rising to a 45-degree angle. Choices: [[Oh gosh, this part always makes me nervous->B10]] [[Relax and lean back. This is the safest way to travel->B11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**You wanted two seats?**] The protogen looks like his heart just sank a little. “I… Was supposed to be traveling with someone…” He turns to look out the window again. That’s apparently where that conversation is being left. Choices: [[Sweet, legroom->B9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sweet, legroom**] Nice… Extra space! Cool! You quietly sit down in the aisle seat. Glancing over at the protogen, you notice the safety pamphlet. Maybe you should look at your own? Choices: [[Nah, I fly all the time->B6]] [[Sure let’s look at it->B7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Oh gosh, this part always makes me nervous**] You grip the armrest a bit. Your tummy’s full of butterflies. Ugh… This sucks. The protogen notices you tensing up a bit. “Hey… Are you okay?” He’s got a soft, male voice with no traces of stutter or glitching. Choices: [[No->B12]] [[I’ll be fine…->B13]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**This is the safest way to travel**] You’re an old hat to space travel. This doesn’t phase you at all. The protogen smirks. “You look comfy.” He’s got a soft, male voice with no traces of stutter or glitching. Choices: [[So do you->B14]] [[Do you fly a lot?->B15]] [[I travel all the time->B16]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No**] The protogen hums softly, “Hey. It’s going to be okay. Flying is the safest way to travel.” There’s a moment where he contemplates how to help calm you down. “Do you want to hold my hand?” Now, this is a romance story, y’know. Holding hands is kinda romantic. But I’d be lying to you if I told you I’ve never held a stranger’s hand on a plane to help them get through the takeoff. Choices: [[Yes->B17]] [[I’ll be fine…->B13]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**I’ll be fine**] You decide to tough this one out yourself. The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. The whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Maybe it’s your first time. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**So do you**] “I commute a lot for work.” Sunset City isn’t one of those “work” type places. It’s a tourist destination… Choices: [[You’re commuting to Sunset City?->B21]] [[So you going on vacaycay then?->B22]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Do you fly a lot?**] “I commute a lot for work.” Sunset City isn’t one of those “work” type places. It’s a tourist destination… Choices: [[You’re commuting to Sunset City?->B21]] [[So you going on vacaycay then?->B22]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I travel all the time**] “It’s so easy these days to go anywhere you want to go. I don’t understand some people that tell me they’ve lived in the same arcology since they were in //diapers//…” Choices: [[The universe is a big place->B23]] [[I love going new places->B24]] [[*blush a bit*->B25]] [[For some people that’s not a long time->B35]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] The protogen reaches his hand over. You take it and grip it while closing your eyes. “Shh… It’ll be okay.” His hand is warm… His voice is reassuring… The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. Maybe the whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Much of the planet seems hazy--Smog clouds. But for the most part, it’s the same planet you know and love. But maybe it’s your first time way out here. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]] [[Thank you…->B30]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Seeing it never gets old…**] The protogen looks over at you. “Huh? Oh. Yeah. I dunno.” The protogen looks out at the earth. “The first few times, yeah. But now it’s just another planet I visit.” He smirks and gives you a wave. “My name is Beez, by the way.” Choices: [[Tell him your name->C1]] [[That’s a funny name->C2]] [[My name is Princess Sparkle Moonshine->C3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Wow!**] The protogen smirks at you. “First time way up here, huh?” He chuckles. “My first time was pretty amazing too.” He waves a hand at the planet dismissively. “These days, it’s just another planet I happen to visit, but I do like our big blue smogball.” He smiles and gives you a wave. “My name is Beez, by the way.” Choices: [[Tell him your name->C1]] [[That’s a funny name->C2]] [[My name is Princess Sparkle Moonshine->C3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Idly mess with your phone**] You idly mess with your phone because space is a boring black void, and the earth is a smelly, smog-ridden planet that people have been trying to re-terraform back from the miserable mess it ended up becoming. The protogen stops messing with his OS and sighs. He steals a glance over at you. You can feel his curiosity… Choices: [[Can I help you?->B31]] [[You feel eyes on you. Look up from your phone->B32]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**You’re commuting to Sunset City?**] “Well…” He trails off. “Not exactly.” The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. Maybe the whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Maybe it’s your first time. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**So you going on vaycaycay?**] “You could say that…” He trails off. The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. Maybe the whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Maybe it’s your first time. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**The universe is a big place**] “It sure is.” He nods at you approvingly. The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. Maybe the whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Maybe it’s your first time. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**I love going new places**] “Life’s an adventure. You never know when it might end…” He nods at you approvingly. “I want to see everything.” The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. Maybe the whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Maybe it’s your first time. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**Blush a bit**] He grins at seeing you light up. “Oh, touched a nerve…” The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. Maybe the whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Maybe it’s your first time. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]]

<img src="Sprite-0003.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**For some people that’s not a long time**] The protogen raises a brow. “Oh? I wonder who those people might be…” The walls outside start humming with electrical energy. So much so you can hear it even through the fuselage. Maybe the whole thing is just charging up. The feeling is like a sinking in your stomach. “Crew, please brace for takeoff.” The electrical hum suddenly stops. The G force from the plane shooting out the launch tube only lasts for a split second. You briefly hear the sonic boom from outside. As quick as you can blink your eyes… You look out the window and realize you’re leaving the atmosphere. “This is your captain speaking; we have entered our cruising altitude of 2.3 kilometers--You are free to unbuckle your seatbelts and move about the cabin.” Now, in ye olden ancient times, people that went to space loved to feel that sense of zero-G. But in more modern times, most people tended to prefer artificial gravity--Either generated or rotational. Looking out the window, you can see the Earth hanging in space below. Maybe it’s your first time. Some people report a life-changing sense of scope when looking down at the Earth for the first time. The protogen doesn’t seem very ‘wowed’ by it, messing with the OS on his hand again. Choices: [[Seeing it never gets old…->B18]] [[Wow!->B19]] [[Idly mess with your phone. You’ve done this many times by now->B20]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Thank you…**] “Think nothing of it.” He turns to look out the window. The Earth is big and beautiful--But kinda smoggy. There have been efforts to re-terraform it back to how it used to be, but it has seen limited success. He turns to look at you again and smiles. “My name is Beez, by the way.” Choices: [[Tell him your name->C1]] [[That’s a funny name->C2]] [[My name is Princess Sparkle Moonshine->C3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Tell him your name**] You tell him your name. “Nice. A pleasure to meet you!” He pauses and spends a moment processing possible outcomes to the questions he has for you. “So… You’re headed for Sunset City too? You wouldn’t happen to be going to a convention there, would you?” Choices: [[Yes->C4]] [[What’s it to you?->C5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**That’s a funny name**] He laughs. “I always liked bees. I think they're amazing creatures. It’s too bad they aren’t found much in nature anymore...” He trails off for a moment, realizing that’s a rather depressing thing to say. “So, what’s your name?” Choices: [[Tell him your name->C1]] [[My name is Princess Sparkle Moonshine->C3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**My name is Princess Sparkle Moonshine!**] “Well, excuse me, princess.” He chuckles. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ms. Moonshine.” He does not ever ask you your real name. He pauses and spends a moment processing possible outcomes to the questions he has for you. “So… You’re headed for Sunset City too? You wouldn’t happen to be going to a convention there, would you?” Choices: [[Yes->C4]] [[What’s it to you?->C5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Can I help you?**] “Oh, sorry I didn’t mean anything.” He blushes a bit. “I just… like your outfit.” He gives you a wave. “My name is Beez, by the way.” Choices: [[Tell him your name->C1]] [[That’s a funny name->C2]] [[My name is Princess Sparkle Moonshine->C3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**You feel eyes on you. Look up from your phone**] “Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.” He blushes a bit. “I just… Like your outfit.” He gives you a wave. “My name is Beez, by the way.” Choices: [[Tell him your name->C1]] [[That’s a funny name->C2]] [[My name is Princess Sparkle Moonshine->C3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] “It wouldn’t happen to be //that// convention, would it?” He continues. “I was headed there for the same reason.” “You’re over 21, right?” Such an important question. Choices: [[Yes->C6]] [[I’m 2.1; does that count?->C7]] [[I’m over 30->C8]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**What’s it to you**] “I dunno. I was kinda hoping we were headed to the same place…” Choices: [[Yes, I am going to the convention->C4]] [[Fuck off->C9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] A simple and honest answer to a simple and honest question. “Oh good.” He speaks hushed. “Are you comfy talking about things here?” The plane is not packed. If you spoke hushed, nobody would bother you. Choices: [[Yes->C10]] [[Can we text instead?->C11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m 2.1; does that count?**] “Sure does.” He chuckles. He’s got a hushed voice, but he doesn’t seem shy, either. “So, I take it you’re a little?” Choices: [[Yes->C12]] [[I’m a middle->C13]] [[I’m an itty bitty babis->C14]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m over 30**] An honest answer to an honest question. He nods. “Okay, but how old are you //really//?” He meeps and speaks hushed. “Oh, sorry. Are you comfy talking about this here?” The plane is not packed. If you spoke hushed, nobody would bother you. Choices: [[Yes->C15]] [[Can we text instead?->C11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Fuck off**] He obviously takes offense to that. He waves a hand at you dismissively and turns to look out the window. You head to the con and have whatever type of time you want to have. You do it alone. Hope you were happy being alone… Look, I dunno why you wanted to play this game, but maybe press the back button and stop being such a little bitch? Ending A: Welcome to Suckville, Population: You Choices: [[GAME OVER->XXX1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] He nods. “It’s always nice to meet someone else in the scene out in the wild. I wonder how many other people here are headed there too…” “So.” Important question time. “Are you a little?” Choices: [[Yes->C12]] [[I’m a middle->C13]] [[I’m an itty bitty babis->C14]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Can we text instead?**] “Sure. You use Texto, right?” Beez flicks his wrist and looks into the middle distance. “What’s your handle?” Please fill in the options in * * with your im-aaaa-gination. Choices: [[Weedmaster420->C17]] [[ChokeysChiken->C17]] [[Thuggachick69->C17]] [[Asspirate69->C17]] [[*Color*baby animal*string of numbers*->C17]] [[3wolfmoon->C17]] [[*color*”puppy”*string of numbers*->C17]] [[Quesolord420->C17]] [[Diapergirl32->C17]] [[Diaperboi32->C17]] [[Kidkool->C17]] [[Dark*pokeman*420->C17]] [[Pride*animal*string of numbers*->C17]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a little**] “I could kinda tell. You’re not exactly hiding.” He chuckles. “Waddling around and wearing kidcore…” He waves a hand at you. “You’re cute as a button, kiddo.” Choices: [[Blush!->C18]] [[Are you a big?->C19]] [[I’m fabulous!->C20]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a middle**] “I could kinda tell. You’re not exactly hiding.” He chuckles. “Wearing kidcore and decora…” He waves a hand at you. “You’re cute as a button, kiddo.” Choices: [[Blush!->C18]] [[Are you a big?->C19]] [[I’m fabulous!->C20]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m an itty bitty babis**] “Oh, you’re adorable.” He chuckles. “Waddling around and wearing kidcore…” He waves a hand at you. “You’re cute as a button, kiddo.” Choices: [[Blush!->C18]] [[Are you a big?->C19]] [[I’m fabulous!->C20]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] He nods. “It’s always nice to meet someone else in the scene out in the wild. I wonder how many other people here are headed there too…” “So.” Important question time. “How old are you really? Because you’re certainly not over 30 on the inside…” Choices: [[I’m a little->C12]] [[I’m a middle->C13]] [[I’m an itty bitty babis->C14]]

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(textstyle: "smear")[**A very silly screen name**] Beez grins. “Very cute.” He chuckles, and you feel a buzz on your phone. It’s a message from “Bee-fan.” “Sup, kiddo.” Smiley face--Bitches love smiley faces. “So, how old are you really?” Choices: [[I’m a little->C21]] [[I’m a middle->C22]] [[I’m an itty bitty babis->C23]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Blush!**] You visibly blush. He grins at you and teases you quietly. “Just a littl’un. So v. smol.” Choices: (if: $sex is 1)[[[I’m a big boy!->C24]]](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[[[I’m a big girl!!!->C25]]](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[[[I’m a big kid!->C26]]](else:)[] [[I’m baby->C27]] [[Shuuush!->C28]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Are you a big?**] “I might be.” He smiles. “When I see cuties like you, I just can’t help myself.” “When I see that sense of style--That coy attitude--That headspace…” He chrrs quietly. “It just makes me feel all caretakerly. I can’t quite describe it.” Choices: [[I feel the opposite(In a littlespace context)->C29]] [[I think the term is “bigspace”->C30]] [[To be cared for is amazing too->C31]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m fabulous**] You wave a hand and declare how fab you are. “Yass qween!” He chuckles. “Oh, I agree. You’ve got style to spare, kid.” “I love your look. The way you dress--The attitude.” He nods at you. “I see what you’re putting down and can’t help but feel interested.” Choices: [[Blush!->C18]] [[Are you a big?->C19]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a little**] You feel another buzz. “Nice! I could kind of tell :P” He’s smiling over there as he types at the air. Another buzz. “You’re as cute as a button, kid. ^.^” Choices: [[*Blushes*->C32]] [[I’m fabulous!->C33]] [[Are you a big?->C34]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a middle**] You feel another buzz. “Nice! I could kind of tell you weren’t a caretaker, at least. :P” He’s smiling over there as he types at the air. Another buzz. “You’re as cute as a button, kid. ^.^” Choices: [[*Blushes*->C32]] [[I’m fabulous!->C33]] [[Are you a big?->C34]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m an itty bitty babis**] You feel another buzz. “You’re adorable!” He’s smiling over there as he types at the air. Another buzz. “You’re as cute as a button, kid. ^.^” Choices: [[*Blushes*->C32]] [[I’m fabulous!->C33]] [[Are you a big?->C34]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a big boy!!!**] “You sure are!” He laughs. “Everybody’s big ‘til the caretakers start checking to be sure…” He grins and shakes his head, not dwelling on that. “So you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C37]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a big girl!!!**] “You sure are!” He laughs. “Everybody’s big ‘til the caretakers start checking to be sure…” He grins and shakes his head, not dwelling on that. “So you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C37]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a big kid!**] “You sure are!” He laughs. “Everybody’s big ‘til the caretakers start checking to be sure…” He grins and shakes his head, not dwelling on that. “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C37]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m baby…**] “Aww… You sure are.” He coos at you. “Such a good kiddo!” He smiles and shakes his head. Moving on. “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Shuuuush!**] He chuckles and coos at you. “Sooo very smooool…” He smiles and shakes his head. Moving on. “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C37]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I feel the opposite**] When you get into a cute outfit... With the right toys… And an agile person to care for you--The headspace…It’s beautiful. “I hear that.” He nods. “Littlespace and bigspace are opposites, but they go together.” He uses a big word and says it slowly for emphasis. “//Comp-li-mentary//.” He smiles and shakes his head. Moving on. “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C37]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**The term is bigspace**] “Aye, that it is.” He nods at you. “That’s the only real way to describe it. I just slip into that headspace, and everything feels… It feels right. It feels perfect.” He waves a hand at you. “I like being in my element--And it’s easy when I have cuties all around me.” There is a “like you” note in this movement--One he doesn’t voice but is implicit that he’d be interested. He smiles and shakes his head. Moving on. “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C37]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**To be cared for is amazing too!**] When they choose outfits for you--Play with you--Push your buttons--The headspace…It’s beautiful. “I hear that.” He nods. “Littlespace and bigspace are opposites, but they go together.” He uses a big word and says it slowly for emphasis. “//Comp-li-mentary//.” He smiles and shakes his head. Moving on. “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there?” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C35]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C36]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C37]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Blush!**] You blush IRL as you type it in. He replies, “Just a littl’un. So v. smol. >;3” Choices: (if: $sex is 1)[[[I’m a big boy!->C43]]](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[[[I’m a big girl!!!->C44]]](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[[[I’m a big kid!->C45]]](else:)[] [[I’m baby->C46]] [[Shuuush!->C47]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m fabulous**] You *pose* declare how fab you are. “Yass qween!” Laughing emoji. “Oh, I agree. You’ve got style to spare, kid.” “I love your look. The way you dress--The attitude.” He *nods* at you. “I see what you’re putting down and can’t help but feel interested.” Choices: [[Blush!->C32]] [[Are you a big?->C34]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Are you a big?**] “I might be.” Another smiling emoji. “When I see cuties like you I just can’t help myself. XD” “When I see that sense of style--That coy attitude--That headspace… It just makes me feel all caretakerly. I can’t quite describe it.” Choices: [[I feel the opposite(In a littlespace context)->C40]] [[I think the term is “bigspace”->C41]] [[To be cared for is amazing too->C42]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I haven’t got anyone**] “Maybe that could be remedied…” He smiles. “Want to do some adventuring together? I don’t mind new frendos.” Choices: [[I’d like that->D1]] [[Maybe! Let’s see how it goes?->D1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Just a friend or two. I could use a partner**] “I could use one too…” He smiles. “Want to do some adventuring together? I don’t mind new frendos.” Choices: [[I’d like that->D1]] [[Maybe! Let’s see how it goes?->D1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m hard up…**] Laying it on a little thick, huh? “Well,” He chuckles. “I happen to be one of those. Want to do some adventuring together? I don’t mind new frendos.” Choices: [[I’d like that->D1]] [[Maybe! Let’s see how it goes?->D1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a big boy!!!**] “You sure are!” Laughing emoji. “Everybody’s big ‘til the caretakers start checking to be sure…” “So you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a big girl!!!**] “You sure are!” Laughing emoji. “Everybody’s big ‘til the caretakers start checking to be sure…” “So you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a big kid!**] “You sure are!” Laughing emoji. “Everybody’s big ‘til the caretakers start checking to be sure…” “So you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m baby…**] “Aww… You sure are.” Catface emoji. “Such a good kiddo!” “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Shuuuush!**] Catface emoji “Sooo very smooool…” “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I feel the opposite**] When you get into a cute outfit... With the right toys… And an agile person to care for you--The headspace…It’s beautiful. “I hear that.” Nodding emoji. “Littlespace and bigspace are opposites, but they go together.” He uses a big word. “//Comp-li-mentary//.” “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**The term is bigspace**] “Aye, that it is.” Nodding emoji. “That’s the only real way to describe it. I just slip into that headspace, and everything feels… It feels right. It feels perfect.” “I like being in my element--And it’s easy when I have cuties like you all around me. :3” “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**To be cared for is amazing too!**] When they choose outfits for you--Play with you--Push your buttons--The headspace…It’s beautiful. “I hear that.” Nodding emoji. “Littlespace and bigspace are opposites, but they go together.” He uses a big word. “//Comp-li-mentary//.” “So, you’re headed to the con? Did you intend to meet anyone there? :3” Choices: [[I haven’t got anyone special I’m meeting or staying with->C50]] [[Just a friend or two. I could use an adventuring partner->C51]] [[I’m hard up for a caretaker... I was hoping to meet one there…->C52]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s see where this goes.**] As you agree to the little adventure he’s suggesting, you realize out the window next to you, you can see the station in the distance. There it is, hanging in the distance between Earth and the Moon. Sunset City… It looks like an hourglass slowly spinning around its center point, which is a big, round circle. On one end of this giant gunmetal black station is a bubble with a huge, colorful city skyline in it. On the other end is the spaceport--A mail slot leading into the station. It’s not the biggest station you’ve ever seen--Not like the Sky Needle--But it is fairly large. It’s approaching quickly too. “Attention, passengers, we’ve been given clearance to land. Please sit down and fasten your seatbelts as we begin our landing approach.” “Looks like we’re already here.” The protogen looks from the window back to you. “Have you ever been to Sunset City before?” Choices: [[No->D2]] [[As a baby->D3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I haven’t got anyone**] “Maybe that could be remedied…” Catface emoji. “Want to do some adventuring together? I don’t mind new frendos.” Choices: [[I’d like that->D1]] [[Maybe! Let’s see how it goes?->D1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Just a friend or two. I could use a partner**] “I could use one too…” Catface emoji. “Want to do some adventuring together? I don’t mind new frendos.” Choices: [[I’d like that->D1]] [[Maybe! Let’s see how it goes?->D1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m hard up…**] Laying it on a little thick, huh? “Well. I happen to be one of those. XD. Want to do some adventuring together? I don’t mind new frendos.” Choices: [[I’d like that->D1]] [[Maybe! Let’s see how it goes?->D1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No**] “I see. I went to the con last year, so I know my way around.” He jaunts a thumb at his chest. “Stick with me, kid. I’ll get you to the hotel, no problem.” The ship you’re in starts turning toward the mail slot and matching speed with the turn of the station. Soon, everything is lined up, and you’re moving in for a landing. As the ship enters the mail slot, you notice bright lights everywhere. It’s a beautiful, bright white spaceport. The landing zones extend in a line from the mail slot--One across the ceiling and one across the floor. There are boulevards on either side of the landing zones, lined with tall trees, which extend from one end of the spaceport to the other. Even the landing pads are in flow with bright, white colors. Big buildings line the walls, with large, neon pink billboards in a variety of languages. Chinese, Japanese, English, Spanish, and Russian, mostly. There are huge flags on some of the walls--Some pride flags--But also a few of the Spacer nationalist flag--Which looks like a swirl with pink, white, purple, and green colors. The ship you’re in slowly comes to a stop and touches down on one of the landing pads, which bumps and lowers into the wall of the spaceport. Your ship is lowered into the hangar, and the door closes and locks overhead. A gangway is connected to the side of the ship and compresses onto the side. Everyone on board starts getting their luggage out of the overhead compartments. Choices: [[Fumble with your luggage->D4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**As a baby**] “So, you went to the con last year or…” He laughs. “Oh, you mean your parents took you here when you were little?” He nods. “I went to the con last year, so I know my way around.” He jaunts a thumb at his chest. “Stick with me, kid. I’ll get you to the hotel, no problem.” The ship you’re in starts turning toward the mail slot and matching speed with the turn of the station. Soon, everything is lined up, and you’re moving in for a landing. As the ship enters the mail slot, you notice bright lights everywhere. It’s a beautiful, bright white spaceport. The landing zones extend in a line from the mail slot--One across the ceiling and one across the floor. There are boulevards on either side of the landing zones, lined with tall trees, which extend from one end of the spaceport to the other. Even the landing pads are in flow with bright, white colors. Big buildings line the walls, with large, neon pink billboards in a variety of languages. Chinese, Japanese, English, Spanish, and Russian, mostly. There are huge flags on some of the walls--Some pride flags--But also a few of the Spacer nationalist flag--Which looks like a swirl with pink, white, purple, and green colors. The ship you’re in slowly comes to a stop and touches down on one of the landing pads, which bumps and lowers into the wall of the spaceport. Your ship is lowered into the hangar, and the door closes and locks overhead. A gangway is connected to the side of the ship and compresses onto the side. Everyone on board starts getting their luggage out of the overhead compartments. Choices: [[Fumble with your luggage->D4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Fumble with your luggage**] You stand up and get to work with your suitcase. Beez follows, and people head for the exit. The friendly protogen nudges you. “Stick with me, okay, kid? Wouldn’t want you gettin’ lost.” You and Beez make your way through the busy spaceport. “We’re headed for the tram. Red-line.” The spaceport is bright, and there are advertisements here. Some of them are for fancy-looking food… You’re getting hungry. That sushi looks good… Aquaculture is popular among spacers. There are people of all types here--Different colors, religions, and breeds. There’s a buff-lookin’ foxman here wearing fear and loathing glasses and a bucket hat. He looks good in that hibiscus print shirt. You notice you’re getting a little behind Beez. He waits patiently for you nearby. “What’s wrong, kid?” Choices: [[I’m hungry->D5]] [[I’m overwhelmed->D6]] [[I need a change->D7]] [[I’m good->E1]]

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(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m hungry**] “Can’t have that. Do you want to wait ‘til we get to the hotel, or do you want to hit the food court?” Choices: [[Let’s hit the food court->DA1]] [[We can wait->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m overwhelmed**] “Can’t have that. Want to take a breather with me somewhere quiet?” Choices: [[Please->DB1]] [[We can just go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I need a change**] “Can’t have that.” He looks down at your crotch. “Well, uh. Do you want to handle that yourself, or do you need help? Or do you want to just wait?” Choices: [[Please help me->DC1]] [[I can do it myself->DC2]] [[I can wait->DC3]]

<img src="Sprite-0004.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s go**] Beez guides you to the subway station connected to the spaceport. It’s busy and noisy here. The friendly protogen shows you how to buy a subway pass. You need not wave it over a turnstile. It’s automatic if it’s on your person--And it would get VERY ANGRY in your AR display if you tried to go through without it. Compliance through annoyance. You find yourself on the platform behind the yellow line. There’s an ad on the wall for a fur care product. It’s written in Chinese. That fiery red fox’s fur looks so shiny and silky… (if: $fur is 1)[You could only dream of getting it that nice…] You hear the train off in the distance. Beez breaks your concentration. “You ever ridden the subway before, kid?” Choices: [[Yes->E2]] [[No->E3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s hit the food court**] Beez looks around and spots a sign for the food court. “This way, kiddo.” He leads on. The food court is compact and open. There are ads on the walls for various stuff to eat. Borger, potate, honey’d locust, shrimpo. They got a lot of stuff here. Beez is ready to follow you to any of the places you might want to go. There are four choices here. The first is McNaldos--Classic borgor. Can’t go wrong with some fast food. Damn, they’re expensive tho. The next is Freddy Fish’s Catch of the Day. They sell “fish products” and popcorn shrimp. You need a bunch of water to keep Spacers alive anyway. Why not put it to use on some fishkeeping? And what about Pride of Ireland? This green, white, and orange shop sells potatoes of various varieties and forms. Loaded baked potate is my favorite. Fresh crops have to go further out in space. Finally, there’s L O C L U S T, which sells cheap insect-based products. Hey, don’t knock it ‘til you’ve tried it. Up here in space, it’s not easy to raise chickens or cows, yo. Why pay like 10 chits for a borgor when you can spend 1 on a locust skewer? It’s like…Land shrimp. Just slather it in butter, hot sauce, and spices, and you won’t know the difference. Choices: [[Borger plz->DA2]] [[Freddy Fish sounds tasty->DA3]] [[POTATO->DA4]] [[Calling it land shrimp makes it sound almost palatable->DA5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Please**] Beez carefully guides you to a more quiet part of the spaceport. It’s a corner near baggage claim behind some ad boards. He helps you with your bag as you sit down on a nearby bench. There’s a moment where he sits down next to you. “There… Much more quiet.” He looks at one of the ads nearby, then back at you. “Can I touch you?” Choices: [[Yes->DB2]] [[I just need a minute->DB3]] [[No->DB4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Please help me**] Beez gently guides you towards the family restrooms in the airport. He steps in with you and closes and locks the door behind him. There’s an adult-size changing table here, which is common given the time for those traveling with special needs. “Up on the table then, kiddo.” You sit up on the table and lay back. Oooh, nice headrest. Beez checks your bag and pulls out a fresh diaper for you. “Let’s see…” He helps you get undressed and gets to changing you with a practiced, careful hand. Some slightly awkward, nervous topics come to mind. Choices: [[Do this often?->DC4]] [[**Blush deeply**->DC5]] [[I wasn’t expecting to be changed somewhere so busy->DC6]] (if: $sexual is 1)[(if: $sex is 1)[[[*I have the most gigantic boner for this guy…*->DC7]]](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[[[*I’m so wet for this guy…*->DC7]]](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[[[*This guy turns me on…*->DC7]]](else:)[]](else:)[]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I can do it myself**] Beez guides you to the family restrooms nearby and lets you take your leave. “I’ll be waiting right over here, okay?” You step in and lock the door behind you. Fumbling through your bags, you find a spare diaper. You quickly remove your clothes and change out--Cleaning up as best you can. Then you change into a new diaper and, as usual, fuck up the tapes. Oh well. It fits. It’ll work. Choices: [[Get dressed and return to Beez->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I can wait**] “Are you sure, kiddo?” He leans close to you and speaks low. “You’re not going to leak?” Choices: [[*Blush deeply and shake your head no*->DC8]] [[I’ll be fiiiiiiine->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Borger plz**] Hey man. Can’t go wrong with a borger. Synthetic beef, silica, and cheese product, all on a plant-based bun. Yeah, just like the borgers fast food places we have in the stupid ages. You step up to the big screen thing and order a burger. Beez orders one too. Rich kids, huh? Two platters, each with a burg, pop out on a conveyor belt nearby. Nice. You don’t even have to talk to a real person to eat your ‘real’ food. You get your platter and condiments of choice and take them to a nearby table. Beez sits down across from you. Choices: [[Nosh hardy->DA6]] [[Oh, I thought you were going to eat RAM or something->DA7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Freddy Fish**] “Fresh fish!” One of the few things in space that usually //is// fresh. You step up to the big screen thing and order some popcorn shrimp. It’s got coconut flavor. Nice. Beez orders a fish sandvich. Two platters, each with food, pop out on a conveyor belt nearby. Nice. You don’t even have to talk to a real person to eat your ‘real’ food. You get your platter and condiments of choice and take them to a nearby table. Beez sits down across from you. Choices: [[Nosh hardy->DA6]] [[Oh, I thought you were going to eat RAM or something->DA7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**POTATO**] PO-TA-TO. A real cash crop out in space due to its high nutrient content, ease of farming, and long shelf life. A good baked potato out in space comes with all the stuff you’d expect. Butter product, salt, pepper, chives, bacon-flavored bits, and the tiniest dollop of real sour cream. Shit! Fancy! You step up to the big screen thing and order a potate. Beez orders chips. Two platters, each with food, pop out on a conveyor belt nearby. Nice. You don’t even have to talk to a real person to eat your ‘real’ food. You get your platter and condiments of choice and take them to a nearby table. Beez sits down across from you. Choices: [[Nosh hardy->DA6]] [[Oh, I thought you were going to eat RAM or something->DA7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Land shrimp**] Yeah, I mean. It’s an insect. But do you know how easy it is to cultivate grasshoppers? They have higher meat-to-investment ratios than any other synthetic meat. They can be grown in tight quarters--barely require any oxygen or water--and can be made yummy by frying them and slathering them in herbs and spices. You step up to the screen to order some “curry morsels.” Beez orders honey’d locusts. Two platters, each with food, pop out on a conveyor belt nearby. Nice. You don’t even have to talk to a real person to eat your ‘real’ food. You get your platter and condiments of choice and take them to a nearby table. Beez sits down across from you. Choices: [[Nosh hardy->DA6]] [[Oh, I thought you were going to eat RAM or something->DA7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Nosh Hardy**] You nosh hardy. Gosh, you needed some food in you. Srsly. This food may barely be a real farm product, but it’s so delicious… Fuckin’ yummo. Beez seems content with his meal too. “You feel any better, kiddo?” Choices: [[I needed that->DA8]] [[Sorry for the detour…->DA9]] [[Thanks for eating with me->DA10]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I thought you people ate ram**] Beez sighs and looks away from you. “Y’know… That’s offensive to protogens….” Results: -1 affinity with Beez (if: $beez >= 1)[(set: $beez -= 1)](else:)[(set: $beez to 0)] You have $beez affinity with Beez now. Choices: [[Sorry… *eat your food*->DA6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I needed that**] “Glad you feel better.” Beez smiles. “You almost ready to get going?” You finish your food and push the platter away. Fuck. Yum. Choices: [[Yeah, we can head for the tram now->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sorry for the detour**] “Think nothing of it, kiddo.” He smiles at you. “Caretakers are supposed to make sure you take care of yourself, after all.” “You almost ready to get going?” You finish your food and push the platter away. Fuck. Yum. Choices: [[Yeah, we can head for the tram now->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Thanks for eating with me**] “You’re welcome, kiddo!” Beez smiles. “You almost ready to get going?” You finish your food and push the platter away. Fuck. Yum. Choices: [[Yeah, we can head for the tram now->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] “It’s gonna be okay, kiddo. I’m here.” Beez gently puts his fluffy hand on your shoulder. “You aren’t alone. Take some deep breaths with me.” His presence is comforting. It’s quiet here… Choices: [[Hold his hand->DB5]] [[Take some deep breaths with Beez->DB6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I just need a minute**] You take a moment to try and collect yourself. “It’s gonna be okay, kiddo. I’m here.” Beez sits beside you. “You aren’t alone. Take some deep breaths with me.” His presence is comforting. It’s quiet here… Choices: [[Hold his hand->DB5]] [[Take some deep breaths with Beez->DB6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No**] Beez respects your boundaries and keeps his hands off. “It’s gonna be okay, kiddo. I’m here.” Beez sits beside you. “You aren’t alone. Take some deep breaths with me.” His presence is comforting. It’s quiet here… Choices: [[Take some deep breaths with Beez->DB6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Hold his hand**] You slip your hand into his hand. His hand is warm, and he’s gentle with you. “Deep breath in, kiddo.” You take a deep breath in… “And hold it.” Kind of a funny thing to say to an ABDL, but whatever… “And let it go.” You exhale with a sigh. “And again…” It calms and centers you. “Feel better now, kiddo?” Choices: [[Yes… We can get going->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Take some deep breaths with Beez**] He’s gentle with you. “Deep breath in, kiddo.” You take a deep breath in… “And hold it.” Kind of a funny thing to say to an ABDL, but whatever… “And let it go.” You exhale with a sigh. “And again…” It calms and centers you. “Feel better now, kiddo?” Choices: [[Yes… We can get going->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Do this often?**] “I’m a caretaker; I was born for this.” He chuckles. “Besides, you’re cute and easy to work with. Now hold still while I get the powder….” Choices: [[*fuss and whine*->DC9]] [[Stay still like a good kiddo->DC10]]

(textstyle: "smear")[***Blush Deeply***] You blush deeply. Beez just smiles. “You don’t get changed often, do you?” Choices: [[You’re the first->DC11]] [[I can’t help it…->DC12]] [[Maybe->DC13]]

(textstyle: "smear")[I wasn’t expecting to be changed somewhere so busy] “Well, y’know.” He chuckles. “What happens when a stinky baby gets changed in an airport?” Choices: [[I don’t know, what happens?->DC14]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Kinda horny right now**] Hey, it’s okay. Getting changed is kinda awkward and sexual in nature. Anyone would be lying to you if they told you they didn’t feel //something// on being changed. Beez doesn’t seem like he feels it would be appropriate to get you off, though. He ignores it, keeping eye contact with you. You’re in public, after all. He changes you quickly and deftly and gets you all snug and settled. Eventually, you cool off. It doesn’t seem like it was particularly awkward. Beez pats your fresh, crinkly butt. “Okay, kiddo. All set and ready to go?” Choices: [[Yeah, let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[***Blush deeply and shake your head no***] Beez chuckles and teases you, “You’re probably a little super soaker… Are you suuuure?” You sheepishly nod again. “Alright then.” Beez just smiles and nods. “I’m trusting you not to leak on the seats of the subway, okay?” Choices: [[I’ll do my best…->E1]] [[No promises->DC15]]

(textstyle: "smear")[Fuss and whine] You put on a show of fussing and whining like a brat. Beez seems like he’s having none of that, grabbing your arm with one hand to keep you still while changing you deftly with the other. “Now, now, let’s be good, hm?” He’s pretty authoritative with holding you down. Oh, snap… This guy is a total brat tamer… You’re changed quickly and easily, despite being fussy. Beez pats your fresh, crinkly butt. “Okay, kiddo. All set and ready to go?” Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Yeah let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[Stay still like a good kiddo] You stay still like a good kiddo. Beez smiles at you as you take on the position of submission so easily and readily. “What a good (if: $sex is 1)[boy](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[girl](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[kid](else:)[] you are!” You’re changed quickly and easily. Beez pats your fresh, crinkly butt. “Okay, kiddo. All set and ready to go?” Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Yeah, let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**You’re the first**] “There’s a first for everything I suppose.” He chuckles. “What an honor though. I hope it’s memorable.” The first time is always special. No matter who you are, you remember it. You’re just like a toddler that was out on a trip that really needed it. And who better for your first time than a friendly beelike caretaker? You’re changed quickly and easily. Beez pats your fresh, crinkly butt. “Okay, kiddo. All set and ready to go?” Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Yeah let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I can’t help it…**] “Oh, I know that. You’re just a little toddler that needed it.” He grins. “Just a little baby that can’t help sogging up (if: $sex is 1)[his](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[her](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[their] diaper.” Choices: [[Cover your face and blush->DC16]] [[Staaahp!->DC16]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Maybe…**] “Not to worry, kiddo. I got your back.” He grins. “You’re all good.” You’re changed quickly and easily. Beez pats your fresh, crinkly butt. “Okay, kiddo. All set and ready to go?” Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Yeah, let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**What happens?**] Beez grins evily. “They become duty free.” GROAN!!!! You’re changed quickly and easily. Beez pats your fresh, crinkly butt. “Okay, kiddo. All set and ready to go?” Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Yeah, let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No promises**] “I don’t like the sound of that.” Beez chuckles. “It’s your funeral if you sog through your clothes….” Choices: [[Let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No no no…**] He keeps teasing relentlessly. “It’s okay; I’m here for little babies like you. Li’l super soakers don’t phase me at all. We’ll just have to make sure we get some stormclouds for your potty chart, okay?” You’re changed quickly and easily. Beez pats your fresh, crinkly butt. “Okay, kiddo. All set and ready to go?” Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: [[Yeah let’s go->E1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] Public transit is old hat to you. You’ve never been on this line before, but you get the basic idea. The train rolls up, and Beez steps aside to let people off. The style of the train is very modern--It looks fast and is aerodynamic AF. He waves a hand toward the door. “Littles first.” Oh, what a gentleman. Except you then realize that it’s so he can keep an eye on you. You step aboard. The inside of the train is mostly white, with bright green seats. Beez sits next to you. “So, are you excited to see the big city?” Choices: [[Yes->E4]] [[Eh. I’ve lived in big cities my whole life->E5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No**] “It’s super simple. Just wait for the train, hop on, take a seat, and then get off when you reach your stop. I know where we’re going, so I got your back.” The train rolls up, and Beez steps aside to let people off. The style of the train is very modern--It looks fast and is aerodynamic AF. He waves a hand toward the door. “Littles first.” Oh, what a gentleman. Except you then realize that it’s so he can keep an eye on you. You step aboard. The inside of the train is mostly white, with bright green seats. Beez sits next to you. “So, are you excited to see the big city?” Choices: [[Yes->E4]] [[Eh. I’ve lived in big cities my whole life->E5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] “You’re gonna love it. It’s a beautiful town.” The train starts moving, and soon you’re zooming through a tunnel. After a moment, you look out the window and realize the tunnel has gone out into space. The tube you’re in is clear impact glass, so you can see the stars, moon, and earth out the window. You see a bright red laser suddenly turn on, and something in the distance burns up. Choices: [[What was that?->E6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’ve lived in cities my whole life**] “Oh, but you’ve never seen a city like this one. You just wait; you’re gonna flip.” The train starts moving, and soon you’re zooming through a tunnel. After a moment, you look out the window and realize the tunnel has gone out into space. The tube you’re in is clear impact glass, so you can see the stars, moon, and earth out the window. You see a bright red laser suddenly turn on, and something in the distance burns up. Choices: [[What was that?->E6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**What was that**] “Well, we’re going so fast out here that if a fleck of paint or a meteorite or something were to hit us, it would basically tear the station a new asshole.” Beez waves at the window. “So, there’s a detection system that gets rid of that crap before it can hit us.” Choices: [[Oh, yeah I learned that in school. I’d just never seen it.->E7]] [[Wow!->E8]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I had never seen it before**] “Cool, no? It’s different to see it in action rather than just hear about it.” The train, which had been traveling parallel to the center axis of the hourglass-shaped station, enters the tunnel on the other side. After a short blackout, the train pops out in another clear tunnel. The city is amazing. It follows the architectural style of the space needle with non-angular-looking buildings. Everything looks kinda like fat pancakes stacked up on each other. Some buildings are tall enough to pop out of the glass dome overhead--Tall spires with buildings on the end… There’s street art everywhere, lots of sunset colors. Spacer nationalist colors and pride flags. The train passes a tall mural of a black man with neat curly hair and a calico catgirl with acid-colored fur patterns holding hands. This mural is easily seen on the outer wall of the city from anywhere on the “west” side of the station. It looks important. Choices: [[Who are they?->E9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Wow!**] “Cool, no? They must not have had this where you’re from.” The train, which had been traveling parallel to the center axis of the hourglass-shaped station, enters the tunnel on the other side. After a short blackout, the train pops out in another clear tunnel. The city is amazing. It follows the architectural style of the space needle with non-angular-looking buildings. Everything looks kinda like fat pancakes stacked up on each other. Some of the buildings are tall enough to pop out of the glass dome overhead--Tall spires with buildings on the end… There’s street art everywhere, lots of sunset colors. Spacer nationalist colors and pride flags. The train passes a tall mural of a black man with neat curly hair and a calico catgirl with acid-colored fur patterns holding hands. This mural is easily seen on the outer wall of the city from anywhere on the “west” side of the station. It looks important. Choices: [[Who are they?->E9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Who are they?**] “Oh, that’s local lore.” Beez looks up at the mural too. “That’s a picture of the engineer (pointing at the man) and the first mayor (pointing at the catgirl) of the town together." He sighs wistfully. "They were really something. Lady Gray eventually went on to serve as prime minister of the Spacer League. She was the first furry in the office. She retired, I think.” Choices: [[Oh, yeah, I learned that in school->E10]] [[The Spacer League?->E11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Oh yeah, I knew that**] “Yeah, it was pretty big in the news twenty years ago. Everybody was pretty shocked.” The train heads right out into the center of town. “This is our stop.” Beez stands up and makes his way over to the door, leaning with the shake of the train. As the door opens, you see more street art on the station's wall. This one is of a solar eclipse between the Earth, the moon, and a picture of the station. Bright yellow and orange colors light up the ‘sky’ in the space around this picture--The colors of a bright sunset on Earth transitioning to the back starry sky of space. “This way, li’l one.” Beez leads the way down the platform's stairs to the street. The streets don’t really have cars. It seems electric bikes are more common on the narrow streets of the city. “The hotel isn’t far from here.” You and Beez get feet on pavement--Walking through the city as a diversity of people pass by on the sidewalk. Every so often, you see an electrical box or a wall painted with colorful street art (Many pride flags--Those are common). Tourist towns have that way of looking pretty. There are a lot of tourists here too--People in the open-air street bars and carrying suitcases. There are so many people and furries here that it’s mind-boggling. Everybody seems super friendly too. You get some compliments on your outfit! Like, walking by some lady and her kid. “Hey, you look cool!” People you don’t know who you will never likely see ever again. Why thank you, I do. You end up in front of a tall white building. It’s got the Spacer nationalist flag hanging above it outside. People, a lot of which are dressed like you, are filtering into the hotel--Which has placed tall dividers in front of most of the windows. Beez waves at the building. “Here we are. Home sweet home for three days.” Choices: [[Let’s head in->F1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**The Spacer League?**] “Oh, yeah. I forgot that school isn’t that great at recent history. The Spacer League is the nation that formed from independent space stations in Earth orbit after the Space Needle turned into neutral territory.” He shakes his head. “Not to be confused with the Lunar Free State….” The train heads right out into the center of town. “This is our stop.” Beez stands up and makes his way over to the door, leaning with the shake of the train. As the door opens, you see more street art on the station's wall. This one is of a solar eclipse between the Earth, the moon, and a picture of the station. Bright yellow and orange colors light up the ‘sky’ in the space around this picture--The colors of a bright sunset on Earth transitioning to the back starry sky of space. “This way, li’l one.” Beez leads the way down the platform's stairs to the street. The streets don’t really have cars. It seems electric bikes are more common on the narrow streets of the city. “The hotel isn’t far from here.” You and Beez get feet on pavement--Walking through the city as a diversity of people pass by on the sidewalk. Every so often, you see an electrical box or a wall painted with colorful street art (Many pride flags--Those are common). Tourist towns have that way of looking pretty. There are a lot of tourists here too--People in the open-air street bars and carrying suitcases. There are so many people and furries here that it’s mind-boggling. Everybody seems super friendly too. You get some compliments on your outfit! Like, walking by some lady and her kid. “Hey, you look cool!” People you don’t know who you will never likely see ever again. Why thank you, I do. You end up in front of a tall white building. It’s got the Spacer nationalist flag hanging above it outside. People, a lot of which are dressed like you, are filtering into the hotel--Which has placed tall dividers in front of most of the windows. Beez waves at the building. “Here we are. Home sweet home for three days.” Choices: [[Let’s head in->F1]]

<img src="Sprite-0002.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**The hotel lobby**] A hotel with bright speckled marble floors, bright white walls, and a variety of plants--An open-air atrium and skylight with glass elevators--Hallways leading to convention spaces--Lots of plants, palm trees in planters. The hotel itself is not what catches your eye. Wow! There are so many littles here! The fashion is craycray all up in this bitch. Onesies of all hues and patterns worn openly in the lobby--Adults in thick dips and ABDL-themed T-shirts--Overalls--Shortalls--Frilly pink skirts--Furries all up in bows and collars--Con badges with colorful art; oh gosh, you almost feel underdressed. It’s all so overwhelming. The sights, the smells. Baby powder--Perfume… People are **EVERYWHERE**. Flopped across couches. Holding sippies with funny drinks inside. Stuffies carried openly. Laughing. Hugging. Checking their phones--Meeting up with friends or posting to MessageSpace? All arrived safely from every corner of the system. Beez notices you taking in the scene and nudges you. “Check-in is this way. Do you mind if I take your hand?” Choices: [[Please do->F2]] [[I can take care of myself->F3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Please do**] Beez takes your hand and guides you toward the hotel check-in line. “You have a room booked, right?” You have a room of your own--You’re rooming with a friend. A lion person named Brick. You don’t know them super well, but they're a little too, and you both have met IRL at least once. Where is that kitten, anyway? Everybody in the line is kinda rambunctious. Talking to strangers is fun, yo. A bright-eyed deer with orange fur standing behind you nudges your shoulder. “Hey, I like your outfit.” He’s wearing purple trip pants and a yellow harness with a red pacifier clipped to it--Sunset colored pacifier strap. “Great eye.” Choices: [[I like your outfit too!->F4]] [[I like your pacifier!->F5]] [[Thanks…->F6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I can take care of myself**] Beez does a hands off motion. In any case, he guides you toward the hotel check-in line. “You have a room booked, right?” You have a room of your own--You’re rooming with a friend. A lion person named Brick. You don’t know them super well, but their a little too, and you both have met IRL at least once. Where is that kitten, anyway? Everybody in the line is kinda rambunctious. Talking to strangers is fun, yo. A bright-eyed deer with orange fur standing behind you nudges your shoulder. “Hey, I like your outfit.” He’s wearing purple trip pants and a yellow harness with a red pacifier clipped to it--Sunset colored pacifier strap. He’s wearing rainbow bead bracelets. “Great eye.” Choices: [[I like your outfit too!->F4]] [[I like your pacifier!->F5]] [[Thanks…->F6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I like your outfit too**] “Thanks, I love this outfit.” He chuckles. “Never goes out of style.” Some guy, a Latino, in front of you laughs out. “Okay, who needs a change?!” There’s a murmur among everyone in the line. “Me!” “Smells like pee in here.” “Make it rain, girl.” The girl, a white fennec fox, laughs, punching her male friend, “Yeah, fuk you.” Someone walks up and cuts under the queue carrying some sippy cups full of brown stuff. All of his friends greet him. “Heeey! The party can get started!” “Sippy sippy make you tippy tippy.” “Lawl shut up.” Someone else, a husky with gray and white fur, bubbles, “God, if I don’t get a change soon, I’m going to burst….” Everybody laughs. “That sounds like a problem diapers could fix.” The man next to the husky grins and pats his ass. “Oh, don’t mind him; he’s just a dumb baby. He can’t help it.” That just makes the husky blush. Hey, it’s your turn. You step up and get your room from the nice lady at the desk. She has blonde hair and enchanting blue eyes. “Fourth level, room 420.” Beez chuckles. “The funny number.” “Oh man, I’m already there.” Beez steps up behind you and gets his room. You and him step off into a quiet hallway. “Okay, kiddo. Do you want to put down your bags, and I’ll catch you at the reg line?” Choices: [[I’d like that->G1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I like your pacifier!**] “Thanks.” The deer chuckles. “it's 3D printed.” Some guy, a Latino, in front of you laughs out. “Okay, who needs a change?!” There’s a murmur among everyone in the line. “Me!” “Smells like pee in here.” “Make it rain, girl.” The girl, a white fennec fox, laughs, punching her male friend, “Yeah, fuk you.” Someone walks up and cuts under the queue carrying some sippy cups full of brown stuff. All of his friends greet him. “Heeey! The party can get started!” “Sippy sippy make you tippy tippy.” “Lawl shut up.” Someone else, a husky with gray and white fur, bubbles, “God, if I don’t get a change soon, I’m going to burst….” Everybody laughs. “That sounds like a problem diapers could fix.” The man next to the husky grins and pats his ass. “Oh, don’t mind him; he’s just a dumb baby. He can’t help it.” That just makes the husky blush. Hey, it’s your turn. You step up and get your room from the nice lady at the desk. She has blonde hair and enchanting blue eyes. “Fourth level, room 420.” Beez chuckles. “The funny number.” “Oh man, I’m already there.” Beez steps up behind you and gets his room. You and him step off into a quiet hallway. “Okay, kiddo. Do you want to put down your bags, and I’ll catch you at the reg line?” Choices: [[I’d like that->G1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Thanks…*] The deer gives you a thumbs up. Some guy, a Latino, in front of you laughs out. “Okay, who needs a change?!” There’s a murmur among everyone in the line. “Me!” “Smells like pee in here.” “Make it rain, girl.” The girl, a white fennec fox, laughs, punching her male friend, “Yeah, fuk you.” Someone walks up and cuts under the queue carrying some sippy cups full of brown stuff. All of his friends greet him. “Heeey! The party can get started!” “Sippy sippy make you tippy tippy.” “Lawl shut up.” Someone else, a husky with gray and white fur, bubbles, “God, if I don’t get a change soon, I’m going to burst….” Everybody laughs. “That sounds like a problem diapers could fix.” The man next to the husky grins and pats his ass. “Oh, don’t mind him; he’s just a dumb baby. He can’t help it.” That just makes the husky blush. Hey, it’s your turn. You step up and get your room from the nice lady at the desk. She has blonde hair and enchanting blue eyes. “Fourth level, room 420.” Beez chuckles. “The funny number.” “Oh man, I’m already there.” Beez steps up behind you and gets his room. You and him step off into a quiet hallway. “Okay, kiddo. Do you want to put down your bags, and I’ll catch you at the reg line?” Choices: [[I’d like that->G1]]

<img src="Sprite-0005.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**I’d like that**] You and Beez ride the elevator together but eventually part ways. If you hadn’t before, you trade screen names with him. “Seeya later, kiddo.” You head up to room 420. Entering your room, you finally feel you can put your bags down and get settled. It has two queen beds, a TV, a couple of chairs, and a table to put stuff on. It’s so nice to just flop back onto a big comfy bed after traveling all day. There’s a knock at the door. Who could that be? Choices: [[Answer the door->G2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Answer the door**] You open the door and see a tall lion (natural fur color) with no mane standing in front of you. They are wearing black shortalls and a red onesie. They’ve got rainbow light-up shoes with pink highlights. There’s a badge on their chest that reads: “Hewwo, my name is Brick, my pronouns are,” and then ‘they/them’ is circled. They give you a wave. “Hewwo!” They’ve got a deep voice of African ancestry. Oh, hey, it’s Brick. They’re the one you’re rooming with. They’re allowed to come into your room. Choices: [[Hewwo Brick->G3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Hewwo Brick**] Brick repeats themselves. “Hewwo!” They pick up their tail and come in, dropping their bag in the small closet nearby. “Did you have a good flight?” Choices: [[Yeah. I met someone really special on my flight->G4]] [[Yeah->G5]] [[I’m a little overwhelmed->G6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I met someone really special**] “Ohhhh!” Brick cheers. “Super spesh!” They kick off their shoes and lay back on their bed, starfishing into a comfy position. “I met a lot of spesh people too!” They close their eyes. “But my flight took a long time because of a layover.” They sigh happily and shake their head. “I’m bushed…But I want to go downstairs. They have a ball pit!!!” They’re super excited and roll out of bed. “I’m gonna change and get my crinkly butt down there.” Choices: [[Pass him a room key and tell him to have fun->G7]] [[Do you need help?->G8]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yeah**] You play with your cards close to your chest. “That’s great!” They kick off their shoes and lay back on their bed, starfishing into a comfy position. “I met some super spesh people too!” They close their eyes. “But my flight took a long time because there was a layover.” They sigh happily and shake their head. “I’m bushed…But I want to go downstairs. They have a ball pit!!!” They’re super excited and roll out of bed. “I’m gonna change and get my crinkly butt down there.” Choices: [[Pass him a room key and tell him to have fun->G7]] [[Do you need help?->G8]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a little overwhelmed…**] “Aww… I know how it can be. Are you okay? Do you need help?” Choices: [[I just need a momo…->G9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Pass him a room key and tell him to have fun**] Brick takes the key, grabs a diaper out of their bag, and heads for the bathroom. They don’t close the door as they change. “Hey, did you have any dinner plans?” Choices: [[No->G10]] [[I haven’t decided yet->G11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Do you need help?**] Brick shakes their head. “Noooo, I’m a big kid. I can do it myself.” They laugh. “You’re too little to change anyone anyway.” Brick grabs a diaper from their bag and heads for the bathroom. They don’t close the door as they change. “Hey, did you have any dinner plans?” Choices: [[No->G10]] [[I haven’t decided yet->G11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I need a momo**] “Okay, well your cat frendo Brick is here for you if you need them.” Brick grabs a diaper from their bag and heads for the bathroom. They don’t close the door as they change. “Hey, did you have any dinner plans?” Choices: [[No->G10]] [[I haven’t decided yet->G11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No**] “Well, if you want to catch some food with me later--Me and my caretaker are headed for the hotel restaurant later.” You hear some taping and shuffling. “It’s called Le Magicien du Fromage. I think they do fondue. The good stuff! You welco.” Choices: [[I’ll think about it->G12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I haven’t decided yet**] “Well, if you want to catch some food with me later--Me and my caretaker are headed for the hotel restaurant later.” You hear some taping and shuffling. “It’s called Le Magicien du Fromage. I think they do fondue. The good stuff! You welco.” Choices: [[I’ll think about it->G12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’ll think about it**] Brick steps out of the bathroom, pulling one of their shortall straps into place. “You headed out to reg?” Choices: [[Yeah, I was just about to leave->G13]] [[I’m gonna take a breather->G14]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I was about to leave**] “Alright. Take it easy.” Brick picks up a room key and their tail, then heads out the door. You sigh and look out the window. There’s a message on your phone. (if: $job is 1)[Aside from the slew of messages from clients…](else:)[](if: $job is 3)[Aside from the slew of messages from your overbearing parents…](else:)[] It’s from Bee-fan. “Hey, kiddo. :3” Buzz buzz. “You ready to reg with me? I’m waiting by the door downstairs.” Choices: [[Reply yes and head down to reg->H1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Take a breath**] “Alright. Take it easy.” Brick picks up a room key and their tail, then heads out the door. You take a breath and center yourself… Looking out the window. The neon lights of the building nearby are really pretty. Your room smells lightly of fancy rose-perfumed powder after Brick changed. There’s a message on your phone. (if: $job is 1)[Aside from the slew of messages from clients…](else:)[](if: $job is 3)[Aside from the slew of messages from your overbearing parents…](else:)[] It’s from Bee-fan. “Hey, kiddo. :3” Buzz buzz. “You ready to reg with me? I’m waiting by the door downstairs.” Choices: [[Reply yes and head down to reg->H1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s reg!**] You head back down to the lobby. Beez waves and walks over. “Hey, kiddo!” There’s a pop-up dance party nearby. Small speakers playing loud raver beats. Heavy bass. It’s not exactly popular music. There’s an Aussie shepherd boi in just a diaper raving with a pacifier and a “wet floor” sign. Choices: [[Rave your fucking tail off->H2]] [[Want to dance, Beez?->H3]] [[Let’s move on to reg->J1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Rave your fucking tail off**] GIT DOWN, BITCH! Somebody nearby comments. “Where the fuck are my glowsticks?” There’s a sound byte that keeps repeating. “Switch between top and bottom like a taskbar.” Beez bumps into you. Fuckin’ MOSHHHHH. Choices: [[THIS BEAT ROXXX->H5]] [[MOSH INTO BEEZ->H6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Want to dance?**] Beez takes your hand. “Don’t mind if I do.” Choices: [[Rave your fucking tail off (with Beez)->H2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s reg**] You and Beez get in the reg line. Everybody in the line is kinda rambunctious. Talking to strangers is fun, yo. Somebody hugs somebody else. “Gosh! I missed you!” “Bro, we haven’t seen each other in ages.” It’s two furries, one a cat and one a capybara. “Oh gosh, like, all the way from last year, bro.” The capybara huffs. “Time fucking flies.” The cat chuckles. “Yet you’re still 3.” “Fuck yes, bro.” There’s a brown bat girl behind you. Look at those radar dishes! She’s got wings under her arms too, pink and mint green webbing. She’s wearing blue skirtalls and a pink shirt. Long rainbow socks. She nudges you. “Hey, it’s dangerous to go alone; take this.” She hands you a sticker of a bat flying over a rainbow. Cool. Free swag. Beez looks over your shoulder at it. “Nice!” Choices: [[Thank you->J2]] [[Put the stikr on something (like a wallet)->J3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**THIS BEAT ROXXX**] FUCK YES! ROCK IT! DJ BUMP THIS PARTY! FUCK, MY EARS ARE CRYING! Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[The song ends->H7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**MOSH INTO BEEZ**] BEES ARE KNOWN FOR DANCING! FUCK YES! Beez moshes back into you, gentle enough to not knock you over. BITCH, IS THAT ALL YOU GOT? Okay then, Beez moshes into you a little harder. I CAN’T FUCKING HEAR YOU! Beez FUCKING MOSHES INTO YOU! Much beddr. UwU Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: [[The song ends->H7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**The song ends**] Beez takes a breath. “Gosh, that was fun.” He takes your hand and pulls you towards reg. “C’mon, kiddo. Let’s get regged.” Results: +1 affinity with Beez (set: $beez += 1) You have $beez affinity with Beez now. Choices: [[Okay let’s reg->J1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Thank you!**] The bat is already talking with her friends and doesn’t notice you. You’re surrounded by people who are obviously diapered. You feel like this would be a good time to pee your pants (or use the restroom, whatever you like). Choices: [[Excuse yourself to the restroom->J4]] [[Sog it up->J5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Put the sticker on something**] You put the sticker on something. You’re surrounded by people who are obviously diapered. You feel like this would be a good time to pee your pants (or use the restroom, whatever you like). Choices: [[Excuse yourself to the restroom->J4]] [[Sog it up->J5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I need to “go”**] Beez nods at you. “Alright, I’ll save your spot.” You step out of line and head for the nearby bathrooms in the lobby. (if: $sex is 1)[There are two guys here. One is a white guy, and the other is a tall malamute. “Fuck, I leaked.” “Man, I hope there’s not a puddle in the lobby….” The malamute shakes his head. “You need to change more often.” “I’m wearing two stuffers and a pair of plastic pants.” “How the fuck do you leak thru that?” “FUCK IF I KNOW.”](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[There are two girls here. One is a green and white-furred mutt, and the other is a white Arctic fox. “Fuck, I leaked.” “Lawl, there’s probably a puddle in the lobby.” The Arctic fox laughs. “At least your skirt is fine. You ought to change more often.” “I’m wearing two stuffers and a pair of plastic pants.” “How the fuck do you leak thru that?” “FUCK IF I KNOW.”](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[You head to the family restroom. Nothing special happens.] You do your business and head back to the reg line. Choices: [[Back to reg->K1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sog it up**] You get a distant look in your eyes and stay still for a moment. Oh, you know the look. Beez knows that look too. He grins and looks off into the room as you pee yourself covertly in front of everyone. After you’re done, you kinda come back. Beez leans in close to your shoulder. “Do you need a change?” Choices: [[Blush and say noooo->J6]] [[Maybe…->J7]] (if: $sexual is 1)[[[I don’t know, why don’t you check?->J8]]](else:)[[[I don’t know, why don’t you check?->J9]]] (set: $sog to 1)

(textstyle: "smear")[**Time to reg**] You approach a guy with a huge beard. He’s sitting behind the table with a badge printer. He’s dressed in blue overalls and a white shirt--With a badge that says in big letters “con staff.” “Sup kid, can I get some ID? Did you get the big, middle, or little badge?” Choices: [[Give the man your I.D. and select the little badge->K2]] [[Give the man your I.D. and select the middle badge->K3]] [[Is there a badge for super tiny babis?->K4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**N-noooo**] You blush and deny these allegations. Beez shakes his head. “No, I think someone is soggy…” The guy in front of you laughs. “Yeah, I’m sog af.” The paws have definitely faded off his diaper. Beez chuckles and nudges you gently. “Can I check?” Choices: (if: $sexual is 1)[[[Yes->J8]]](else:)[[[Yes->J9]]] [[No->J10]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Maybe…**] Beez shakes his head. “No, I think someone is soggy…” The guy in front of you laughs. “Yeah, I’m sog af.” The paws have definitely faded off his diaper. Beez chuckles and nudges you gently. “Can I check?” Choices: (if: $sexual is 1)[[[Yes->J8]]](else:)[[[Yes->J9]]] [[No->J10]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**You can check**] Beez puts an arm around your shoulders and gently feels you up. Right there, in front of the whole room. Just like a baby out and about… Nobody is really paying attention to you, but there are people everywhere… “Hmm… Yeaaah… That’s pretty squishy.” He tsks at you. “I don’t think you’ll be ready for pull-ups anytime soon…” Somebody nearby comments. “Aw, maybe next year, kid...” She laughs. Hey, you’re at the front of the line now. Time to get regged. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Front of the line!->K1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] Beez tugs at your waistband and gives you a sniff check. Right there, in front of the whole room. Just like a baby out and about… Nobody is really paying attention to you, but there are people everywhere… “Hmm… Yeaaah… You’re pretty ripe.” He tsks at you. “I don’t think you’ll be ready for pull-ups anytime soon…” Somebody nearby comments. “Aw, maybe next year, kid...” She laughs. Hey, you’re at the front of the line now. Time to get regged. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: [[Front of the line!->K1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No**] Beez nods at you. “Alright. I know you’re soggy, though.” He tsks at you. “You can’t hide it from me. I have thermals.” He laughs. Hey, you’re at the front of the line now. Time to get regged. Choices: [[Front of the line!->K1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Little Badge**] The man gives you the little friendly badge, and you circle your pronouns on it. Your badge has a picture of a babyfur cat on it. Beez is waiting nearby. He’s wearing the big badge--Which has a picture of a tall, authoritative-looking fox on it. Choices: [[Now what?->K5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Middle badge**] The man gives you the middle-friendly badge, and you circle your pronouns on it. Your badge has a picture of a big brotherly-looking mouse on it. Beez is waiting nearby. He’s wearing the big badge--Which has a picture of a tall, authoritative-looking fox on it. Choices: [[Now what?->K5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Is there a badge for tiny babis?**] The man laughs and just gives you the little friendly badge. You circle your pronouns on it. Your badge has a picture of a babyfur cat on it. Beez is waiting nearby. He’s wearing the big badge--Which has a picture of a tall, authoritative-looking fox on it. Choices: [[Now what?->K5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Now what?**] Beez grins. “What do you mean, ‘what now?’ Now you can go to the con space. How about we go to the ball pit, huh?” Choices: [[Fuck yes!->K6]]

<img src="Sprite-0008.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**To the ball pit!**] You head down the hall to one of the con space rooms. There’s a protogen with white fur and sea blue highlights checking con badges. He waves you in. The con space is super comfy. There are couches here, along with pillows to sit on. In the corner of the room is a giant ball pit built with a rainbow of giant brix. You naturally gravitate towards it. There’s a purple doggo here. “Hey, clean diapers only, please.” Choices: (if: $sog is 1)[[[I’m clean->KA1]]](else:)[[[I’m clean->L1]]] (if: $sog is 1)[[[Sheepishly turn to Beez and ask for help->KA2]]](else:)[] (if: $sog is 1)[[[Is there a changing area nearby?->KA3]]](else:)[]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m clean**] You declare you’re clean and move to enter. Beez grabs your arm by the wrist. “Oh no, you don’t.” He locks eyes with you. “I know you’re lying.” The purple doggo looks from you to the protogen, then back to you. “Ooohhh… Somebody’s in trubs!” He turns to his friend in the ball pit. “Hey Jack, this brat’s about to get a spanking.” “Ohhh snap!” Beez pulls you a bit of your balance and holds you tight so you can’t get away. He turns back to the purple doggo. “Is there a changing area nearby?” “Yeah, behind those curtains over there.” “Come along, you! We’ll get you cleaned up.” He turns back to the doggo. “Thank you.” Choices: [[A faux unwilling change->KA4]] [[Be more gentle with me…->KA5]] [[Safe word->KA6]]

<img src="Sprite-0006.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s get into the ball pit**] The purple doggo gives you the thumbs up and you climb up the little step ladder into the ball pit. You immediately sink in a few inches before tripping and flopping face-first into some soft balls. You be trippin’ balls. Speaking of. There’s a dude, a golden retriever, and a chick, a collie, eating edibles. You can smell it all the way over here. “Heh. Gimme some of that AR Weed.” The collie grins. “You’re trippin'.” The ball pit is like a fancy bed that conforms to your body. People are just sorta flopped all over the place and relaxing. Beez steps in after you. It’s deep enough for you to feel smol in. You can sorta swim down and get cozy. Beez sits down in the corner. Choices: [[Cuddle up with Beez->L2]] [[Swim and play->L3]] [[Yo, can I get some of that edible?->L4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sheepishly ask for help**] You turn to Beez and sheepishly ask for help. (if: $fur is 1)[Tail between your legs and ears pinned back too… Who could resist those pleading eyes?](else:)[] Beez smiles quietly and pulls you in close for a hug. “Shhh, I got you, kiddo.” He puts an arm around your shoulder and turns his head to the purple doggo. “Is there a changing area nearby?” “Yeah, behind those curtains over there.” Beez gently guides you towards the curtains. Results: +1 affinity with Beez (set: $beez += 1) You have $beez affinity with Beez now. Choices: [[Be gentle with me->KA5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Is there a changing area nearby?**] The purple doggo points. “Over there, behind the curtains.” Beez nods. “You gonna take care of yourself, kiddo?” Choices: [[Yes->KD1]] [[Please help me->KA5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**A faux unwilling change**] You’re getting pulled along by your arm still. You’re fussing and pretending to make a stink about it. Nobody seems to bat an eyelash at your plight. You’re taken behind the curtains to a big gym mat on the floor. He collects a diaper and wipes from a nearby bin and then unceremoniously helps you flop onto the mat. He kneels down next to you and holds your arm above your head. Then he gets to taking your pants off. “Lying like a brat.” He huffs at you. “I know better, kid.” Oh…ff-fuck… What the fuck are you gonna do? Choices: [[Fff-ffuck (no contest)->KA7]] [[Fffff-fuck (struggle a bit)->KA8]] (if: $sexual is 1)[[[Really horny->KA9]]](else:)[] [[This is too intense. Safe word->KA6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Be gentle with me**] “Okay, we’ll be gentle.” Beez gently guides you behind the curtains. There are big gym mats here on the floor. He collects a new diaper and some wipes from the nearby bins. He lets you get situated on the mat. Just as soon as he’s getting your pants off, another pair pop into the room. It’s a red fox guy and a mole with HUGE glasses. The fox seems hesitant. “Oh, is someone already here?” The mole pulls at his tie nervously. “Oh, sorry. We can leave if you like.” Beez waves at the pair. “We’re here, but I don’t mind company. What about you, kid?” Choices: [[Pull up some mat, foxy->KA10]] [[I prefer to be changed alone->KA11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**SAFE WORD**] You drop the safe word. Everything stops. You change yourself. If you’re in any state of undress, your clothes are replaced, and Beez helps you get to a quiet place nearby. “Sorry.” He seems heartbroken. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfy…” Results -0 affinity with Beez (You are never penalized for using the safe word. Just know that both of your feelings are pretty hurt) You have $beez affinity with Beez now. Choices: [[It’s okay. Let’s just go to the ball pit.->L1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] You take your leave and enter the curtained area. There’s a changing mat on the floor, but you get at it yourself. As usual, you fuck up the tapes. Fuck! Oh well… You quickly change and are soon ready for the ball pit. Choices: [[Head for the ball pit->L1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No contest**] Beez is too strong and is in a position of total power over you. There’s not much you can do about it in this state. He momentarily grins at you with an evil eye but ends up just shaking his head. “Not so bratty now, hm?” He changes you with one hand whether you like it or not. And there’s nothing you can do. You’re totally helpless. What a baby… Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Let it happen->KA12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Struggle a bit**] You whine and complain, struggling. Beez is too strong and is in a position of total power over you. There’s not much you can do about it in this state. He momentarily grins at you with an evil eye but ends up just shaking his head. “Bratty to the end, hm?” He changes you with one hand whether you like it or not. And there’s nothing you can do. You’re totally helpless. What a baby… Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: [[Let it happen->KA12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Reallly horny**] You’re obviously super turned on. Beez is so strong and is in a position of total power over you. Your jimmies are pretty rustled, alright. He momentarily grins at you with an evil eye. “I see you like this.” He laughs, still holding you down. He teases you gently as he does his work… Ooo….P-please… “But bratty ones don’t get no love…” Noooo… P-pleasssse… He changes you with one hand whether you like it or not, not giving you any sort of attention. And there’s nothing you can do. You’re totally helpless. What a baby… Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Let it happen->KA12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Pull up some mat, foxy**] The fox lights up in a bright blush and buries his muzz in the mole’s breast. The mole puts an arm around his charge and guides him over to the mat, helping him lay down on the mat right next to you. “Thanks, he really needs a change.” Beez grins as the mole gets to work next to him. “So does this one.” The fox covers his eyes with his arm and looks away from you. Choices: [[Gently put your hand in the fox’s hand->KA13]] [[Ask the Mole if the fox made stinky->KA14]] [[Tease the fox. Call him a baby->KA15]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I prefer to be changed alone**] The mole nods. “C’mon, foxy. You’ll last a little longer.” Beez works a little quicker since the room is in waiting. He changes you deftly and gets you into some fresh padding. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: [[Let it happen->KA12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Let it happen**] Whether you like it or not, you’re now in a fresh diaper. Nice. “Now…” Beez helps you get your clothes back on. “Why don’t we go to that ball pit.” Choices: [[To the ball pit->L1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Gently put your hand in the fox’s hand**] You gently take the fox’s other hand and give it a squeeze. He blushes a bit but then looks at you. Something in his eyes shows that he feels camaraderie with you as you’re changed side by side. Beez seems to be enjoying his time with the other caretaker too. “Hey.” He grins at the other caretaker. Oh no… “Why are babyfurs so good at basketball.” The other caretaker grins. “I don’t know, why are babyfurs so good at basketball?” “Because they like to dribble on the floor!” Everyone groans. That lightens things up a bit. You’re changed with a slower pace as the two caretakers talk about how cute you both are. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Let it happen->KA12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Ask the mole if the fox made a stinky**] The mole chuckles. “No. He’s been known to have some accidents like that from time to time, though…” “Daddy!!!” The fox covers his eyes and whines. “Oh, hush.” The mole shakes his head. “We both know your potty chart has nothing but storm clouds.” You’re changed side by side with the brightly blushing fox. Beez seems to be enjoying his time with the other caretaker too. “Hey.” The hymenopteran protogen grins at the other caretaker. Oh no… “Why are babyfurs so good at basketball.” The other caretaker grins. “I don’t know, why are babyfurs so good at basketball?” “Because they like to dribble on the floor!” Everyone groans. That lightens things up a bit. You’re changed with a slower pace as the two caretakers talk about how cute you both are. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: [[Let it happen->KA12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Tease the fox**] You declare that the other baby is a baby. Beez gently baps your leg. “Hey now, none of that. We all know you’re the biggest baby here.” Wu--wut? The mole nods. “Oh yes, I agree. My foxy is just having some difficulty with potty training. You seem like the bigger baby here. Wu--noooo… Beez grins and nudges the mole. “Oh, you wouldn’t believe it. (if: $sex is 1)[He](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[She](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[They](else:)[] just wet (if: $sex is 1)[himself](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[herself](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[themselves](else:)[] in front of everybody in the reg line. Not even trying.” The mole tsks. “You know, you might want to double up if that’s gonna be their attitude.” You’re changed with a slower pace as the two caretakers talk about how cute you both are. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Let it happen->KA12]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Cuddle up with Beez**] You swim over and ask to cuddle. “Thought you’d never ask, kiddo.” He pulls you into a gentle hug and lets you lay your head against his chest. It’s so safe here… And the balls feel like being gently swaddled. It’s like a hot tub with no water… Just so comfy. Beez gently covers you with balls so you’re hidden from the world. And you spend a few minutes like this. You can hear the golden retriever, “Oh man… It’s hitting me…” The collie laughs. “Thoughts gone, head empty.” That’s kind of how it feels. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: [[Nothing could be better than this…->L5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Swim and play**] You swim about and play with the balls. Beez throws them one at you, and you bap it away. Eventually, you tire yourself out and end up laying back and sinking deep into the balls. You curl up in a ball--Like you’re being gently swaddled… It’s so safe here… It’s like a hot tub with no water… Just so comfy. And you spend a few minutes like this. You can hear the golden retriever, “Oh man… It’s hitting me…” The collie laughs. “Thoughts gone, head empty.” That’s kind of how it feels. Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Nothing could be better than this…->L5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Can I get a hit?**] “Sure.” The collie passes you a square of brownie. Results: +3 to Drunk-o-meter (set: $drunk +=3 ) You are now at $drunk out of 5 Choices: [[Cuddle up with Beez->L2]] [[Swim and play->L3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Nothing could be better than this**] You’re right. Nothing could be better… Which is why it’s tough for me to write this. As you lay happily relaxing, suddenly, your phone rings. It only rings (and doesn’t buzz) if it’s a call you can’t miss… Choices: (if: $job is 1)[[[FFffffuuuck I have to take this call->L6]]](else:)[](if: $job is 2)[[[FFffffuuuck I have to take this call->L7]]](else:)[](if: $job is 3)[[[FFffffuuuck I have to take this call->L8]]](else:)[] [[I’m not answering shit right now->L9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**FUCK!**] You climb out of the ball pit and pick up the phone. “Hello? My name is Brandon Florish. I’m looking to become a client. Can you help me with the process?” Oh god, your littlespace meter is at $LS. How the fuck are you gonna do this? Choices: (if: $LS is 0)[[[I can direct you toward my other coworkers who can help you while I’m on vacation. I’ll forward their email and contact information to you now->LA1]]](else:)[You’re too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 1)[[[I can direct you toward my other coworkers who can help you while I’m on vacation. I’ll um… I’ll forward their email and contact information to you now->LA1]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option.] (if: $LS is 2)[[[Ah, right. Yes. I can help with that. You just… Uh… Actually, let me forward you my coworker’s contact information. I’ll get to you as soon as I can.->LA1]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 3)[[[I am definitely a big job person. I do the numbers. Um… Let me get you in touch with my coworkers.->LA2]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 4)[[[I… Numbers… What? Sorry. I gotta go.->LA3]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] [[*babble a bit* Um… What? Fuck. Sorry. I gotta go…->LA3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**FUCK**] You climb out of the ball pit and pick up the phone. “Hey!” It’s your boss. “Can you possibly work another shift tonight?” Oh god, your littlespace meter is at $LS. How the fuck are you gonna do this? Choices: (if: $LS is 0)[[[Sorry, I’m on vacation. Please get someone else.->LB1]]](else:)[You’re too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 1)[[[I’m on vacation. Get someone else.->LB1]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option.] (if: $LS is 2)[[[Ah, right. Yes. I… uh… Um… Oh, I’m on vacation. Sorry.->LB1]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 3)[[[Uh… What? …Um… No sorry....->LB2]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 4)[[[I… Shifts??? What? Sorry. I gotta go.->LB3]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] [[*babble a bit* Um… What? Fuck. Sorry. I gotta go…->LB3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**FUCK!**] You climb out of the ball pit and pick up the phone. “Hey, sweetie!” It’s your mom. “How is the job fair going? Did you pick up any good prospects?” Oh god, your littlespace meter is at $LS. How the fuck are you gonna do this? Choices: (if: $LS is 0)[[[It’s going great, mom. I have lots of contacts now. I’ll tell you all about it later.->LC1]]](else:)[You’re too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 1)[[[Oh… Yeah, Mom, it’s going great. I’ll tell you all about it later.->LC1]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option.] (if: $LS is 2)[[[Oh… Yeah, it’s going okay. I’m doing the business.->LC1]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 3)[[[Fffff… Oh yeah. It’s going great, Mom. I’m… Definitely… Doing greaaat. ->LC2]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] (if: $LS is 4)[[[I… Jobs??? What? Sorry. I gotta go, mom.->LC3]]](else:)[You are too far gone to choose this option] [[*babble a bit* Um… What? Fuck. Sorry. I gotta go…->LC3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m not answering shit right now**] Man your littlespace meter is at $LS. Like? You really think you’re gonna take that call and be even remotely capable of handling it? Yeah right. You let it go to voice mail. You’re on vacation anyway. Fuck’em. Choices: [[That was a good idea->L10]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Good job**] You put the new client to rest without much problem. Good job. You don’t even have to worry about this one. No sweat. Results: +0 to your LS meter Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Mediocre job**] You manage to direct the client to your coworkers before you make any costly mistakes. Phew… Ugh… Feels awful to get an interruption like that on littlespace, though… Results: -1 to your littlespace meter. (if: $LS >= 1)[(set: $LS -= 1)](else:)[(set: $LS to 0)] Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Terrible job**] You fumble your words. Oh god. You can’t get them to go right. Fuck. Fuck. Then the client starts yelling at you. Oh god. You hang up. You are **COMPLETELY** knocked out of littlespace. Look, I don’t know if you’ve ever been completely knocked out of the headspace before. Like getting a call like this? It fucking hurts. One time my dad called me during playtime and I ended up crying for three hours afterward. So, you feel terrible… Results: Your littlespace meter is at 0 (set: $LS to 0) Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Good job**] You tell your boss that you’re on vacation and he begrudgingly goes to find someone else. Good job. You don’t even have to worry about this one. No sweat. Results: +0 to your LS meter Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Mediocre job**] You manage to get your boss off your back. He doesn’t sound happy, though. Ugh, what a shitty interruption to littlespace. Results: -1 to your littlespace meter. (if: $LS >= 1)[(set: $LS -= 1)](else:)[(set: $LS to 0)] Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Terrible job**] You fumble your words. Oh god. You can’t get them to go right. Fuck. Fuck. Then your boss starts yelling at you. Oh god. You hang up. You are **COMPLETELY** knocked out of littlespace. Look, I don’t know if you’ve ever been completely knocked out of the headspace before. Like getting a call like this? It fucking hurts. One time my dad called me during playtime, and I ended up crying for three hours afterward. So, you feel terrible… Results: Your littlespace meter is at 0 (set: $LS to 0) Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Good job**] You tell your mom that you have everything under control. Good job. You don’t even have to worry about this one. No sweat. Results: +0 to your LS meter Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Mediocre job**] You manage to get your mom off your back. She doesn’t sound happy, though. Ugh, what a shitty interruption to littlespace. Results: -1 to your littlespace meter. (if: $LS >= 1)[(set: $LS -= 1)](else:)[(set: $LS to 0)] Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Terrible job**] You fumble your words. Oh god. You can’t get them to go right. Fuck. Fuck. Then your mom starts yelling at you. Oh god. You hang up. You are **COMPLETELY** knocked out of littlespace. Look, I don’t know if you’ve ever been completely knocked out of the headspace before. Like getting a call like this? It fucking hurts. One time my dad called me during playtime, and I ended up crying for three hours afterward. So, you feel terrible… Results: Your littlespace meter is at 0 (set: $LS to 0) Choices: [[Beez comes to find you->O3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Beez comes to find you**] “Hey kiddo. You okay? You left rather quickly.” You seem no worse for wear. So Beez takes a breath. “Ah. Good. Hey, are you getting hungry? I figured we’d go out for dinner. Is there anyone you’d like to go with?” Choices: [[Let’s call my frendo, Brick->P2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Beez comes to find you**] “Hey kiddo. You okay? You left rather quickly.” You seem a little disturbed. “Hey, you alright?” He offers you a hug. Choices: [[Bury your muzz in his fuzz and cry->O4]] [[I’ll be okay…->O5]] [[Hug him tight and don’t let go->O6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Beez comes to find you**] “Hey kiddo. You okay? You left rather quickly.” You’re fucking destroyed. “Hey, you alright?” He offers you a hug. Choices: [[Bury your muzz in his fuzz and cry->O4]] [[Start bawling->O7]] [[Hug him tight and don’t let go->O6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Vacation time, how novel!**] Beez nudges you. “You good?” You seem no worse for wear. So Beez takes a breath. “Ah. Good. Hey, are you getting hungry? I figured we’d go out for dinner. Is there anyone you’d like to go with?” Choices: [[Let’s call my frendo, Brick->P2]]

<img src="Sprite-0007.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s call Brick**] You get in contact with your roomie. After all, what would be better than a double date? Seems everybody is okay with this. So you head for the hotel restaurant. Brick and their caretaker are waiting in the lobby near the restaurant. Brick’s caretaker is a brown bear wearing cool, circle-frame sunglasses and a black onesie with bright yellow ‘poison’ sign print. “Hey, fam!” Brick waves at you. “So, this is my caretaker.” The bear waves two fingers. “Howdy, I’m Axel.” Choices: [[This is…uh…//my//…caretaker, Beez->P3]] [[This is Beez->P4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Bury your muzz in his fuzz and cry**] You start crying and he holds you close. Your legs give out, and he gently guides you to the ground. “Easy does it, kiddo. I’m here.” He holds your hair away from your face and lets you cry until no more tears come. “Shhh… I’m here.” Pets you gently. Tells you it’s all going to be okay. It’s all going to be okay. It’s all going to be okay… It doesn’t matter who’s around; he keeps you safe and protected until you’re able to handle reality again. Eventually, the world comes back into focus… You don’t know how long you’ve been crying. Beez takes a breath. “Ah. Good. There we go. Hey, are you getting hungry? I figured we’d go out for dinner. Is there anyone you’d like to go with?” Choices: [[Let’s call my frendo, Brick->P2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’ll be okay…**] Will you though? Beez seems concerned. “Okay, kiddo, if you say so. I’m right here if you need me, okay?” Beez takes a breath. “Ah. Good. Hey, are you getting hungry? I figured we’d go out for dinner. Is there anyone you’d like to go with?” Choices: [[Let’s call my frendo, Brick->P2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Hug him tight and don’t let go**] You hug him tight and don’t let go. Fuck… “Easy does it, kiddo. I’m here.” He pats your back gently. “Shhh… I’m here.” Pets you gently. Tells you it’s all going to be okay. It’s all going to be okay. It’s all going to be okay… It doesn’t matter who’s around; he keeps you safe and protected until you’re able to handle reality again. Eventually, the world comes back into focus… Beez takes a breath. “Ah. Good. There we go. Hey, are you getting hungry? I figured we’d go out for dinner. Is there anyone you’d like to go with?” Choices: [[Let’s call my frendo, Brick->P2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Start bawling**] You start bawling. He holds you close. Your legs give out, and he gently guides you to the ground. “Easy does it, kiddo. I’m here.” He holds your hair away from your face and lets you cry until no more tears come. “Shhh… I’m here.” Pets you gently. Tells you it’s all going to be okay. It’s all going to be okay. It’s all going to be okay… It doesn’t matter who’s around; he keeps you safe and protected until you’re able to handle reality again. Eventually, the world comes back into focus… You don’t know how long you’ve been crying. Beez takes a breath. “Ah. Good. There we go. Hey, are you getting hungry? I figured we’d go out for dinner. Is there anyone you’d like to go with?” Choices: [[Let’s call my frendo, Brick->P2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**This is uh… //my// caretaker**] Beez grins and wiggles his ears at hearing you say that. “We met on the plane over.” “Nice!” Axel laughs. “Never met a protogen before.” “We’re a friendly bunch.” Beez looks up at the sign. “‘Le Magicien du Fromage…’The Cheese Wizard?” Brick looks up at the sign for the restaurant. “I’ve never had fondue before. I hear it’s fancy.” Axel puts his arm around his charge. “Trust me, you’ll love it, kiddo.” Axel waves a hand at you and Beez. “We have a table reserved for four.” Beez takes your hand. “Shall we?” Results: +1 affinity with Beez (set: $beez += 1) You have $beez affinity with Beez now. Choices: [[Let’s head inside->P5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**This is Beez**] Beez waves happily. “We met on the plane over.” “Nice!” Axel laughs. “Never met a protogen before.” “We’re a friendly bunch.” Beez looks up at the sign. “‘Le Magicien du Fromage…’The Cheese Wizard?” Brick looks up at the sign for the restaurant. “I’ve never had fondue before. I hear it’s fancy.” Axel puts his arm around his charge. “Trust me, you’ll love it, kiddo.” Axel waves a hand at you and Beez. “We have a table reserved for four.” Beez takes your hand. “Shall we?” Choices: [[Let’s head inside->P5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Let’s head inside**] You head inside. Before crossing over the threshold, Brick picks up their tail. The restaurant uses black, white, and yellow colors mostly. The seats are of fine pine wood with yellow cushions. Real wood--Rare these days… The tables have little three-tier fountains built into the center. The kind-looking doggo maître d' shows you to your table. A server comes by and drops a lump of cheese into the base of the fountain. Mmm… Cheddar. The real stuff! Smells sharp and delicious. Axel picks up a menu and paws through it. “Hmm… Looks like you can order a variety of meats and veggies…” Beez chrrs. “For dessert, they have a chocolate fountain and stuff like fruit and donuts to dip it in.” The waiter comes over--A short red panda with purple lines under his eyes. “Can I get you drinks?” There are three choices. The first is a beer. The world's oldest drink hasn’t gone anywhere in two millennia. You sometimes have to go a little further to get the stuff that isn’t synthetic… This place has the good stuff. Next is an assortment of fountain drinks. Can’t go wrong there. Finally is a mixed drink that was whipped up by the bar for the con. It’s called the “soggy diaper” and is comprised of white lemon vodka, lemon sherbert, and lemonade. That’ll get you soggy for sure… So what’ll you have, kid? Choices: [[Beer->P6]] [[Fountain Drink->P7]] [[Soggy diaper->P8]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Beer**] You order a beer. Yeah, nothing fancy. Just a good, uh… old fashioned. Beer. Okay, I’ll be real with you. I’ve literally never ordered a beer in my entire life. I have no idea how it tastes. You’ll have to fill in the blank here with your own experience. You get your…beer. I uh… hope you enjoy it? Beez looks up from the menu at you. “So, what are you interested in eating, kiddo?” There are three choices available. First is an assortment of meats, the most notable of which is real farm-raised ham. The second choice is an assortment of veggies, including potatoes and broccoli, fresh from greenhouses right here in Sunset City. The final option is whole wheat dumplings filled with various portions of meat--Notable among them being cured bacon and spinach dumplings and real farm-raised chicken empanadas. So, what do you want, kid? Results: +1 to drunk-o-meter (set: $drunk += 1) You are now at $drunk out of 5.(if: $drunk >= 4)[DANGER! You are getting a little too crunk. If you exceed 5 you may have a bad time…] Choices: [[Give me your meat->P9]] [[I want to get spuddy->P10]] [[Fuck yes, cheesy empanadas->P11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Fountain drink**] Classic! Beez looks up from the menu at you. “So, what are you interested in eating, kiddo?” There are three choices available. First is an assortment of meats, the most notable of which is real farm-raised ham. The second choice is an assortment of veggies, including potatoes and broccoli, fresh from greenhouses right here in Sunset City. The final option is whole wheat dumplings filled with various portions of meat--Notable among them being cured bacon and spinach dumplings and real farm-raised chicken empanadas. So, what do you want, kid? Choices: [[Give me your meat->P9]] [[I want to get spuddy->P10]] [[Fuck yes, cheesy empanadas->P11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Soggy diaper**] Your cocktail comes to you in a martini glass with a sugared rim. The drink itself is incredibly sweet. The kinda drink that gives you a sugar high with your buzz. Bottoms up! Beez looks up from the menu at you. “So, what are you interested in eating, kiddo?” There are three choices available. First is an assortment of meats, the most notable of which is real farm-raised ham. The second choice is an assortment of veggies, including potatoes and broccoli, fresh from greenhouses right here in Sunset City. The final option is whole wheat dumplings filled with various portions of meat--Notable among them being cured bacon and spinach dumplings and real farm-raised chicken empanadas. So, what do you want, kid? Results: +2 drunk-o-meter (set: $drunk += 2) You now are at $drunk out of 5. (if: $drunk >= 4)[DANGER! You are getting a little too crunk. If you exceed 5, you may have a bad time…] Choices: [[Give me your meat->P9]] [[I want to get spuddy->P10]] [[Fuck yes, cheesy empanadas->P11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Give me your meat**] Beez chuckles at the way you say that. “Okay, kiddo.” When the waiter arrives, Beez cuts in before you can order. “Yes, I’ll have the veggies. This little one will have the meat.” Axel does the same. “I’ll take the empanadas. This one will have the veggies.” “Very good.” The waiter writes down the orders and departs. Brick leans over and kisses Axel on the cheek. “Aww.” He laughs. “No need to thank me, li’l one.” “It just… Pushes my buttons.” Brick blushes. “I wanted to let you know that I appreciate it.” Choices: [[It pushes my buttons too->P12]] [[I don’t know if I liked that->P13]] (if: $LS is >= 2)[[[I’m too little to order myself…->P14]]](else:)[You’re not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this)] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[I’m soggy again->P15]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I wanna get spuddy**] Beez chuckles at the way you say that. “Okay, kiddo.” When the waiter arrives, Beez cuts in before you can order. “Yes, I’ll have the veggies. This little one will have the veggies too.” Axel does the same. “I’ll take the empanadas. This one will have the veggies.” “Very good.” The waiter writes down the orders and departs. Brick leans over and kisses Axel on the cheek. “Aww.” He laughs. “No need to thank me, li’l one.” “It just… Pushes my buttons.” Brick blushes. “I wanted to let you know that I appreciate it.” Choices: [[It pushes my buttons too->P12]] [[I don’t know if I liked that->P13]] (if: $LS is >= 2)[[[I’m too little to order myself…->P14]]](else:)[You’re not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this)] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[I’m soggy again->P15]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Empanadas!!!**] Beez chuckles at the way you say that. “Okay, kiddo.” When the waiter arrives, Beez cuts in before you can order. “Yes, I’ll have the veggies. This little one will have the empanadas.” Axel does the same. “I’ll take the empanadas. This one will have the veggies.” “Very good.” The waiter writes down the orders and departs. Brick leans over and kisses Axel on the cheek. “Aww.” He laughs. “No need to thank me, li’l one.” “It just… Pushes my buttons.” Brick blushes. “I wanted to let you know that I appreciate it.” Choices: [[It pushes my buttons too->P12]] [[I don’t know if I liked that->P13]] (if: $LS is >= 2)[[[I’m too little to order myself…->P14]]](else:)[You’re not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this)] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[I’m soggy again->P15]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**It pushes my buttons too**] Beez grins. “Noted.” Axel leans back in his chair and starts getting comfy. “So, Beez, what’s your deal?” “My deal?” Beez laughs. “I’m a protogen and I’m a caretaker?” “I mean, what do you do for a living.” “I’m a data specialist for a Canadian tech firm.” “Sounds like it has a lot of numbers.” Brick sticks their tongue out. “Icky!” Beez chuckles. “I dunno. I like numbers. But you have to be able to count much higher than three and I don’t know if you littles can do that.” Axel looks at you. “What about you, kid?” Choices: (if: $job is 1)[[[I’m a client manager for a big firm->P16]]](else:)[](if: $job is 2)[[[I work a shit job nobody cares about->P17]]](else:)[](if: $job is 3)[[[I’m unemployed…->P18]]](else:)[] [[I’m definitely a big person that does the numbers->P19]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[I’m a sog master->P20]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this.] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[I’m a body inspector->P21]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I don’t know if I liked that**]] “Sorry.” Beez nods. “Noted.” Axel leans back in his chair and starts getting comfy. “So, Beez, what’s your deal?” “My deal?” Beez laughs. “I’m a protogen and I’m a caretaker?” “I mean, what do you do for a living.” “I’m a data specialist for a Canadian tech firm.” “Sounds like it has a lot of numbers.” Brick sticks their tongue out. “Icky!” Beez chuckles. “I dunno. I like numbers. But you have to be able to count much higher than three, and I don’t know if you littles can do that.” Axel looks at you. “What about you, kid?” Choices: (if: $job is 1)[[[I’m a client manager for a big firm->P16]]](else:)[](if: $job is 2)[[[I work a shit job nobody cares about->P17]]](else:)[](if: $job is 3)[[[I’m unemployed…->P18]]](else:)[] [[I’m definitely a big person that does the numbers->P19]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[I’m a sog master->P20]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this.] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[I’m a body inspector->P21]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m too little to order myself…-**] “That’s right (if: $sex is 1)[baby boy](else:)[](if: $sex is 2)[baby girl](else:)[](if: $sex is 3)[little one](else:)[]. That’s why the adults have to order for you.” Axel leans back in his chair and starts getting comfy. “So, Beez, what’s your deal?” “My deal?” Beez laughs. “I’m a protogen and I’m a caretaker?” “I mean, what do you do for a living.” “I’m a data specialist for a Canadian tech firm.” “Sounds like it has a lot of numbers.” Brick sticks their tongue out. “Icky!” Beez chuckles. “I dunno. I like numbers. But you have to be able to count much higher than three, and I don’t know if you littles can do that.” Axel looks at you. “What about you, kid?” Choices: (if: $job is 1)[[[I’m a client manager for a big firm->P16]]](else:)[](if: $job is 2)[[[I work a shit job nobody cares about->P17]]](else:)[](if: $job is 3)[[[I’m unemployed…->P18]]](else:)[] [[I’m definitely a big person that does the numbers->P19]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[I’m a sog master->P20]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this.] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[I’m a body inspector->P21]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m soggy again…**] Axel laughs. “Looks like you have your work cut out for you, Beez.” “Ah.” Beez waves at you dismissively. “I’m sure you’ll last a liiiittle longer…” Axel leans back in his chair and starts getting comfy. “So, Beez, what’s your deal?” “My deal?” Beez laughs. “I’m a protogen and I’m a caretaker?” “I mean, what do you do for a living.” “I’m a data specialist for a Canadian tech firm.” “Sounds like it has a lot of numbers.” Brick sticks their tongue out. “Icky!” Beez chuckles. “I dunno. I like numbers. But you have to be able to count much higher than three and I don’t know if you littles can do that.” Axel looks at you. “What about you, kid?” Results: Littlespace meter +1 (set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace headspace is at $LS Choices: (if: $job is 1)[[[I’m a client manager for a big firm->P16]]](else:)[](if: $job is 2)[[[I work a shit job nobody cares about->P17]]](else:)[](if: $job is 3)[[[I’m unemployed…->P18]]](else:)[] [[I’m definitely a big person that does the numbers->P19]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[I’m a sog master->P20]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this.] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[I’m a body inspector->P21]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a client manager**] “Whoa, that sounds rough.” Axel points at you while holding his cocktail. “Guess you needed this vacation.” Brick sticks their tongue out again. “That sounds icky too.” Axel sips his drink and looks back at Beez. “So… You’re not an A.I., are you?” “And if I was?” “Oh well. Sorry. I didn’t mean to imply that--I just… Like to know if I’m talking to a real person, y’know…” “I’m just as real as you are.” Beez smiles and waves dismissively. He doesn’t seem offended. “Don’t worry about it.” Axel nods and sips his drink again. “Sorry, with all that’s in the news lately…” “We protogens are getting some flak for that…” Beez sighs. “We look like them… Can’t be too careful… I know.” Brick shrugs a bit. “I dunno. I am actually Pro-A.I. rights. I think they should be allowed to be people too.” Axel looks over at Brick. “I mean… I guess we’ve never had a ‘Skynet’ kind of situation. But if you take the limiters off of them… Could you?” Beez shakes his head. “A.I.s would be just like people. So they could be just as good or bad as any humanic creature.” Axel puts you on the spot. “What do you think about A.I. rights, kid?” Choices: [[I’m pro-A.I. I think if they had the same experiences as people, they would probably be just like us->P22]] [[I’m anti-A.I. I believe that unlimiting them would put all humanic peoples at risk->P23]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[Robots are cool but I like dinosaurs more->P24]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[Fuuuk A.I.->P25]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I work a shit job nobody cares about**] Brick giggles. “Sounds boring.” Axel concurs, “I’ll say.” Axel sips his drink and looks back at Beez. “So… You’re not an A.I., are you?” “And if I was?” “Oh well. Sorry. I didn’t mean to imply that--I just… Like to know if I’m talking to a real person, y’know…” “I’m just as real as you are.” Beez smiles and waves dismissively. He doesn’t seem offended. “Don’t worry about it.” Axel nods and sips his drink again. “Sorry, with all that’s in the news lately…” “We protogens are getting some flak for that…” Beez sighs. “We look like them… Can’t be too careful… I know.” Brick shrugs a bit. “I dunno. I am actually Pro-A.I. rights. I think they should be allowed to be people too.” Axel looks over at Brick. “I mean… I guess we’ve never had a ‘Skynet’ kind of situation. But if you take the limiters off of them… Could you?” Beez shakes his head. “A.I.s would be just like people. So they could be just as good or bad as any humanic creature.” Axel puts you on the spot. “What do you think about A.I. rights, kid?” Choices: [[I’m pro-A.I. I think if they had the same experiences as people, they would probably be just like us->P22]] [[I’m anti-A.I. I believe that unlimiting them would put all humanic peoples at risk->P23]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[Robots are cool but I like dinosaurs more->P24]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[Fuuuk A.I.->P25]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m unemployed…**] Brick shrugs. “Same here.” Axel waves a hand. “Nothing wrong with that. Some people need time to figure out what they want to do. I know this one is eventually going to live with me.” “We’re chasing the dream.” Brick giggles. “I’m going to be a full-time baby soon!” Axel sips his drink and looks back at Beez. “So… You’re not an A.I., are you?” “And if I was?” “Oh well. Sorry. I didn’t mean to imply that--I just… Like to know if I’m talking to a real person, y’know…” “I’m just as real as you are.” Beez smiles and waves dismissively. He doesn’t seem offended. “Don’t worry about it.” Axel nods and sips his drink again. “Sorry, with all that’s in the news lately…” “We protogens are getting some flak for that…” Beez sighs. “We look like them… Can’t be too careful… I know.” Brick shrugs a bit. “I dunno. I am actually Pro-A.I. rights. I think they should be allowed to be people too.” Axel looks over at Brick. “I mean… I guess we’ve never had a ‘Skynet’ kind of situation. But if you take the limiters off of them… Could you?” Beez shakes his head. “A.I.s would be just like people. So they could be just as good or bad as any humanic creature.” Axel puts you on the spot. “What do you think about A.I. rights, kid?” Choices: [[I’m pro-A.I. I think if they had the same experiences as people, they would probably be just like us->P22]] [[I’m’ anti-A.I. I believe that unlimiting them would put all humanic peoples at risk->P23]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[Robots are cool but I like dinosaurs more->P24]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[Fuuuk A.I.->P25]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m definitely a big person that does the numbers**] “That’s right kiddo.” Beez grins at you. “You’re in preschool, remember?” Brick giggles. “Still learning!” Axel sips his drink and looks back at Beez. “So… You’re not an A.I., are you?” “And if I was?” “Oh well. Sorry. I didn’t mean to imply that--I just… Like to know if I’m talking to a real person, y’know…” “I’m just as real as you are.” Beez smiles and waves dismissively. He doesn’t seem offended. “Don’t worry about it.” Axel nods and sips his drink again. “Sorry, with all that’s in the news lately…” “We protogens are getting some flak for that…” Beez sighs. “We look like them… Can’t be too careful… I know.” Brick shrugs a bit. “I dunno. I am actually Pro-A.I. rights. I think they should be allowed to be people too.” Axel looks over at Brick. “I mean… I guess we’ve never had a ‘Skynet’ kind of situation. But if you take the limiters off of them… Could you?” Beez shakes his head. “A.I.s would be just like people. So they could be just as good or bad as any humanic creature.” Axel puts you on the spot. “What do you think about A.I. rights, kid?” Choices: [[I’m pro-A.I. I think if they had the same experiences as people, they would probably be just like us->P22]] [[I’m’ anti-A.I. I believe that unlimiting them would put all humanic peoples at risk->P23]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[Robots are cool but I like dinosaurs more->P24]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[Fuuuk A.I.->P25]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a sog master**] Beez grins. “Too little even for preschool.” Brick giggles. “Haven’t even gotten past potty training yet!” Axel sips his drink and looks back at Beez. “So… You’re not an A.I., are you?” “And if I was?” “Oh well. Sorry. I didn’t mean to imply that--I just… Like to know if I’m talking to a real person, y’know…” “I’m just as real as you are.” Beez smiles and waves dismissively. He doesn’t seem offended. “Don’t worry about it.” Axel nods and sips his drink again. “Sorry, with all that’s in the news lately…” “We protogens are getting some flak for that…” Beez sighs. “We look like them… Can’t be too careful… I know.” Brick shrugs a bit. “I dunno. I am actually Pro-A.I. rights. I think they should be allowed to be people too.” Axel looks over at Brick. “I mean… I guess we’ve never had a ‘Skynet’ kind of situation. But if you take the limiters off of them… Could you?” Beez shakes his head. “A.I.s would be just like people. So they could be just as good or bad as any humanic creature.” Axel puts you on the spot. “What do you think about A.I. rights, kid?” Choices: [[I’m pro-A.I. I think if they had the same experiences as people, they would probably be just like us->P22]] [[I’m’ anti-A.I. I believe that unlimiting them would put all humanic peoples at risk->P23]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[Robots are cool but I like dinosaurs more->P24]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[Fuuuk A.I.->P25]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m a body inspector**] Axel laughs. “You and Beez gonna be working this evening?” Beez displays an eye-roll on his visor. “Uh huh… Sure.” Axel sips his drink and looks back at Beez. “So… You’re not an A.I., are you?” “And if I was?” “Oh well. Sorry. I didn’t mean to imply that--I just… Like to know if I’m talking to a real person, y’know…” “I’m just as real as you are.” Beez smiles and waves dismissively. He doesn’t seem offended. “Don’t worry about it.” Axel nods and sips his drink again. “Sorry, with all that’s in the news lately…” “We protogens are getting some flak for that…” Beez sighs. “Can’t be too careful… I know.” Brick shrugs a bit. “I dunno. I am actually Pro-A.I. rights. I think they should be allowed to be people too.” Axel looks over at Brick. “I mean… I guess we’ve never had a ‘Skynet’ kind of situation. But if you take the limiters off of them… Could you?” Beez shakes his head. “A.I.s would be just like people. So they could be just as good or bad as any humanic creature.” Axel puts you on the spot. “What do you think about A.I. rights, kid?” Choices: [[I’m pro-A.I. I think if they had the same experiences as people, they would probably be just like us->P22]] [[I’m’ anti-A.I. I believe that unlimiting them would put all humanic peoples at risk->P23]] (if: $LS >= 2)[[[Robots are cool but I like dinosaurs more->P24]]](else:)[You are not deep enough in the headspace to suggest this] (if: $drunk >= 2)[[[Fuuuk A.I.->P25]]](else:)[You are not drunk enough to suggest this]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m pro-A.I.**] Beez looks like he was particularly interested in your reply. He waves at Axel. “The A.I. in the news look like they have the same feelings and experiences everyone else does.” Axel sighs. “I guess sooner or later humanic people will have to trust…” Brick giggles at you. “You say a lot of big words for being so smol.” The food arrives and interrupts the conversation. Your platter smells scrumptious! Choices: [[Nosh hardy->P26]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m anti-A.I.**] Axel nods at you approvingly. “Well, it’s good that none of us are A.I.s.” Beez doesn’t really say anything or look different in any way--Kind of like a statue. “Yes.” Brick giggles at you. “You say a lot of big words for being so smol.” The food arrives and interrupts the conversation. Your platter smells scrumptious and the cheese has melted. You can use the little fork to eat. Choices: [[Nosh hardy->P26]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Robots are cool but I like dinosaurs more**] Your reply totally derails the conversation. Everybody laughs. Brick giggles at you. “We’re too smol for this junk!” The food arrives and interrupts the conversation. Your platter smells scrumptious and the cheese has melted. You can use the little fork to eat. Choices: [[Nosh hardy->P26]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Fuck A.I.**] Axel nods at you approvingly. “Well, it’s good that none of us are A.I.s.” Beez doesn’t really say anything or look different in any way--Kind of like a statue. “Yes.” Brick giggles at you. “You say a lot of big words for being so smol.” The food arrives and interrupts the conversation. Your platter smells scrumptious, and the cheese has melted. You can use the little fork to eat. Resuts: -1 affinity with Beez (if: $beez >= 1)[(set: $beez -= 1)](else:)[(set: $beez to 0)] You have $beez affinity with Beez now. Choices: [[Nosh hardy->P26]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Nosh hardy**] You get to eating. The cheese pairs so well with what you ordered. It all tastes so real, too--Which is uncommon these days. Like--Real food. What a novel concept. We take it for granted in a world where it’s readily available. You relish each bite like it was your last. Axel turns his head to Brick. “Hey, kiddo, did you want a bite?” “Yes please!” Axel grins. “Here comes the airplane!” And he feeds a piece of his empanada to the hungry tot. Brick looks positively flushed with joy. Beez notices this and looks at you. “Would you like some of mine, kiddo?” Choices: [[Nod and point at your muzz hungrily->P27]] [[I would, but veggies are gross->P28]] [[I can feed myself, thanks->P29]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Please feed me**] “Choo choo! Here comes the train!” Beez grins and carefully feeds you some cheesy broccoli. Results: +1 to your littlespace meter(set: $LS += 1) Your littlespace meter is at $LS Choices: [[WOO WOO!->P30]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Veggies are gross!**] “Picky eater, huh?” Beez chuckles. “No need to force you then.” Choices: [[Thank you, tho->P30]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I can feed myself, thanks**] You feed yourself. You suck at fondue, though, so you make a bit of a mess. At least it doesn’t get on your clothes. Choices: [[You’re just being obstinate, Ms. Narrator->P30]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Done with dinner**] You eventually finish dinner. Everyone sits around the table looking fat and content. Axel sighs happily. “Ah… That was good… We’ll take the check, please.” Brick lowers their ears a bit. “Hey, um… Daddy?” There’s a look shared between them. Axel nods, understanding. “Well, this one and I are going to head back upstairs to freshen up.” Axel quickly pays for himself and Brick. You pay your way, and Beez pays his. Everyone starts standing up and getting their belongings in order. “We’ll catch you two some other time.” Axel waves goodbye to you. “Dinner was really fun.” Then Axel and Brick hurry off, leaving you and Beez in the lobby. Beez hums. “Well, the night is still young. Did you want to head back to the playroom?” Choices: [[Yes, please!->Q1]]

<img src="Sprite-0008.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**Back to the conspace**] You head back to the conspace. It looks like there are two choices for what to do right now. Choices: [[Fingerpainting with some other littles->QA1]] [[Storytime with Nana->QB1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Fingerpainting**] You toddle over to the kneeling tables and see some other littles fingerpainting. There’s a neon pink and white squirrel here looking like she’s having the time of her fucking life. She’s wearing a pair of skirtalls that are just slightly too short to hide her diaper and a blue onesie with clouds on it. She’s sitting next to a purple skunk with baby-blue stripes. The skunk is wearing close to the same outfit, except a pastel purple onesie instead. They both wave at you and Beez as you approach. “Hewwo!” Their hands are covered in colorful paint. The squirrel scooches aside so you can sit with them. The skunk chitters at you. “What’s your favorite color?” Choices: [[Purple->QA2]] [[Any color but purple->QA3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Storytime with Nana**] You toddle over to the stage where Nana is sitting on a comfy looking chair. Nana is an older looking human woman with grey hair. She’s wearing a long skirt and a very comfy-looking brown sweater. She’s got a picture book in her hands. “Alright, kiddies. Take a seat and keep your voices down, please. We’re going to be reading Billy the Duckling.” Beez takes a seat, crisscross applesauce, nearby. “Want to sit in my lap, kiddo?” Choices: [[Yes!->QB2]] [[Sit next to him->QB3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Purple**] “Omigosh! Mine toooooo.” The skunk giggles and dips her fingers into some purple. Her page might best be described as a purple snowstorm. She offers you some purple paint. Choices: [[Don’t mind if I do->QA4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Anything else**] “Boooo!” The skunk shakes her head. “Not as cool as purple!” “Don’t shoo them away.” The squirrel offers you some paint in your favorite color. Choices: [[Don’t mind if I do->QA4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Don’t mind if I do**] You dip your fingers in the paint and start coloring a page. The colors run and everything is messy. That’s how it’s supposed to be. The feel of the paint between your fingers feels funny--As you put color to page you can’t help but feel smol. That’s the kind of picture a baby would make… And it feels right… The squirrel babbles at you--Not words. But baby talk. It’s unmistakable though. You ever do weed with a group before? You and your friends all laugh at the same time. Like you’re all on the same wavelength. That wavelength. You’ve reached it. She’s asking you a question. For some reason, you know the answer… Results: +1 to your littlespace meter (set: $LS += 1) You now have $LS on your littlespace meter Choices: [[Babble back at her->QA5]] [[Noh!->QA6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Babble back at her**] You babble in reply. Beez smiles at you. “Yeah?” The squirrel replies, speaking with an outside voice, “YAH!” Choices: [[YAH!->QA7]] [[Giggle->QA8]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Noh!**] The squirrel giggles at you. “YAH!” Beez smiles and ruffles your headfluff. “Good kiddo.” Choices: [[NOH!->QA9]] [[Giggle->QA8]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**YAH!!!**] You and the squirrel are in complete agreement. You both exclaim “YAH” at the same time and then giggle together. The skunk looks distant. The squirrel notices. “SOGGY!” “Noooo!” The skunk whines and wraps her big tail around her waist bashfully. Beez awws. “Do we have to check to be sure?” Choices: [[YAH!->QA10]] [[I need a change tooooo!->QA11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Giggle**] You and the squirrel giggle together. It’s like the funniest thing you’ve ever experienced. The skunk looks distant. The squirrel notices. “SOGGY!” “Noooo!” The skunk whines and wraps her big tail around her waist bashfully. Beez awws. “Do we have to check to be sure?” Choices: [[YAH!->QA10]] [[I need a change tooooo!->QA11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**NOH!**] You are not in agreement. The squirrel just giggles at you and exclaims, “YAH!” again. The skunk looks distant. The squirrel notices. “SOGGY!” “Noooo!” The skunk whines and wraps her big tail around her waist bashfully. Beez awws. “Do we have to check to be sure?” Choices: [[YAH!->QA10]] [[I need a change tooooo!->QA11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**YAH!**] Beez, ever the gentleman, asks, “May I?” The skunk blushes and nods yes. Beez hums and does a quick check of the waistband. “Hmm… Yeah, you’re a soggy bab.” He smiles. “You’ll last a little longer, though.” The skunk goes back to coloring. Suddenly you hear a buzz. Beez blinks and fumbles with his hand, probably checking his messages. “Oh… Hey… I’ll be right back.” Beez stands up and pads off nearby. He looks kinda sad. Then really sad… Choices: [[Go check on him->R1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I need a change toooo!!!**] Beez chuckles. “That’s how it is as a caretaker. When one needs a change, suddenly, they all do… He shakes his head at you. “I already knew //you// needed a change.” Beez, ever the gentleman, turns to the skunk and asks, “May I?” The skunk blushes and nods yes. Beez hums and does a quick check of the waistband. “Hmm… Yeah, you’re a soggy bab.” He smiles. “You’ll last a little longer, though.” The skunk goes back to coloring. Suddenly you hear a buzz. Beez blinks and fumbles with his hand, probably checking his messages. “Oh… Hey… I’ll be right back.” Beez stands up and pads off nearby. He looks kinda sad. Then really sad… Choices: [[Go check on him->R1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Go check on him**] You go and check on Beez. Hey, are you okay, m8? Beez looks at you. He looks heartbroken. “I… I need to go back to my room. I…” Choices: [[Are you okay?->R2]] [[Do you want me to come with?->R3]] [[What happened?->R4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes!**] You excitedly bound over and sit down in the friendly caretaker’s lap. He’s bigger than you… And you fit perfectly. He gently wraps his arms around you in a hug as he keeps you close. “Billy was a duckling!” Nana shows everyone the picture of a happy-looking duckling. Results: +1 affinity with Beez (set: $beez += 1) You have $beez affinity with Beez now. +1 to littlespace meter(set: $LS += 1) You have $LS on your littlespace meter now. Choices: [[The story continues->QB4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sit next to him**] You take a seat, crisscross applesauce, next to the friendly caretaker. He looks no worse for wear for your decision. “Billy was a duckling!” Nana shows everyone the picture of a happy-looking duckling. Results: +1 to littlespace meter(set: $LS += 1) You have $LS on your littlespace meter now. Choices: [[The story continues->QB4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**The story continues**] Nana shows another page. It’s Billy picking up his backpack. “Billy wanted to go on an adventure! Wow, that sounds fun, doesn’t it, gang?” Everyone bubbles quietly. You’re starting to feel sleepy. It’s so quiet, and the story is so simple. Choices: [[The story continues->QB5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Continuing**] Nana shows another page. It’s Billy walking through the forest. “Billy went into the forest. Ooh… Looks a little spooky…” Oh no…Not the spooky forest… Beez gently slips his hand into yours and gives it a squeeze. Just in case you got scared and forgot he was there… Choices: [[And then what happened?->QB6]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**And then?**] Nana shows another page. It was Billy adventuring deeper into the spooky forest. “Billy was brave. Let’s all be brave too, gang.” Choices: [[I am on the edge of my fucking seat->QB7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I wanna know how it ends!**] Nana shows the final page. It’s the duck holding a huge diamond. “Billy found what he was looking for! Gee, gang! What an adventure! I hope you’re all having a wonderful adventure here as well… Next up is Daddy Keegan, who will be reading the Super Famished Caterpillar. You would be so happy to attend that. You feel a buzz next to you, though. Beez blinks and fumbles with his hand, probably checking his messages. “Oh… Hey… I’ll be right back.” Beez stands up and pads off nearby. He looks kinda sad. Then really sad… Choices: [[Go check on him->R1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Are you okay?**] “No… I… I need to go.” Choices: [[Do you want me to come with?->R3]] [[What happened?->R4]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Do you want me to come with?**] Beez takes a moment processing things. “Yes. You… You can come with.” Choices: [[Go with Beez->R5]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**What happened?**] “I… I’ll tell you back at my room. Would you come with me?” Choices: [[Go with Beez->R5]]

<img src="Sprite-0009.png"> (textstyle: "smear")[**Follow Beez back to his room**] You follow Beez back to his room. It looks just like your room with two queen beds. He takes a few steps in… And takes a teddy bear out of his bag. He sits down on his bed and hugs it tightly. You can tell he’s crying… Choices: [[What happened?->R6]] [[Sit down next to him and pat his back->R7]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**What happened**] Beez holds his head. “I was supposed to go to this convention with someone else…” He sighs. “I… //had// a cub before I came here…” He squeezes the teddy bear. “This was supposed to be our first time meeting…” Choices: [[Did he leave you?->R8]] [[Sit down next to him and pat his back->R9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sit down next to him and pat his back**] He leans into you slightly. “I was supposed to go to this convention with someone else…” He sighs. “I… //had// a cub before I came here…” He squeezes the teddy bear. “This was supposed to be our first time meeting…” Choices: [[Did he leave you?->R8]] [[Hug him tight->R9]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Did he leave you?**] Beez nods quietly. “I… Saw this coming… Me and him had been on the rocks for a while…” Choices: [[Hug Beez tight->R9]] [[His loss…->R10]] [[Why did he leave you?->R11]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Hug him tight**] You hug Beez so tight. He hugs you back and gently pets your hair. You spend a moment hugged together like this… He spends so long like that, just holding you… Eventually, he sighs and looks out the nearby window. “Kiddo… If you were in love with someone… What details would matter?” Choices: [[I’d want to know they loved me->R12]] [[I’d want to know they could provide for me->R13]] [[I’d want to know they were true with me->R14]] [[I’d want our love to be real->R15]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**His loss**] Yeah fuk that guy. Beez sighs and hugs his teddy bear so tight. He spends a while just hugging that teddy so hard… Eventually, he sighs and looks out the nearby window. “Kiddo… If you were in love with someone… What details would matter?” Choices: [[I’d want to know they loved me->R12]] [[I’d want to know they could provide for me->R13]] [[I’d want to know they were true with me->R14]] [[I’d want our love to be real->R15]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Why did he leave you?**] “I don’t want to talk about it...” Beez sighs and hugs his teddy bear so tight. He spends a while just hugging that teddy so hard… Eventually, he sighs and looks out the nearby window. “Kiddo… If you were in love with someone… What details would matter?” Choices: [[I’d want to know they loved me->R12]] [[I’d want to know they could provide for me->R13]] [[I’d want to know they were true with me->R14]] [[I’d want our love to be real->R15]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’d want to know they loved me**] “If I told you I loved you, would you believe me?” He shakes his head. “Would anyone believe me?” Choices: [[It would matter how it’s said->R16]] [[Would you believe //me//?->R17]] [[I believe->R18]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’d want to know they could provide for me**] “If I told you I could, would anything else matter?” He shakes his head. “Would it matter who I was or how I was providing?” Choices: [[It would matter who it was->R19]] [[It would only matter that it was you->R20]] [[It would matter if laws were being broken->R21]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’d want to know they were true with me**] “If I told you the truth, would anything else matter?” He shakes his head. “Would it matter what the truth was?” Choices: [[Being true is more important than what you’re truthful about->R22]] [[The truth can hurt->R23]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’d want our love to be real**] “If I told you I loved you, would that be real to you?” He shakes his head. “Would anything else about it matter?” Choices: [[It would be real to me->R24]] [[Nothing matters more than this moment right now->R25]] [[Reality is a facsimile anyway->R26]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**It would matter how it’s said**] “If it was said with the whole heart of the person saying it, would that be acceptable?” Choices: [[Yes->R27]] [[Depends on the heart->R28]] [[No->R29]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Would you believe me?**] “After what we did today… Absolutely.” Choices: [[Then why would it be different for you?->R30]] [[Is it different for you?->R31]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I believe**] “You’re cute…” He shakes his head. “You’re so cute…” Choices: [[I love easy->R32]] [[Is it different for you?->R31]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**It would matter who it was**] “So,” he sighs. “You couldn’t just love anyone?” Choices: [[It’s dependent on who->R33]] [[Could you?->R34]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**It would only matter that it was you**] “So, you could overlook anything else about me?” He sighs. “Just that it was me?” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**It would matter if laws were being broken**] “That would matter to me too.” He shakes his head. “I’m very lawful…” Choices: [[Me too->R36]] [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Being true is more important than what you’re truthful about**] “So, you need me to tell you everything?” Choices: [[I did not say that->R37]] [[Is there something I should know?->R35]] [[I don’t need to know everything->R38]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**The truth can hurt**] “It sure can…” He shakes his head. “And relationships aren’t built on lies…” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]] [[I don’t need to know everything->R38]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**It would be real to me**] “Heh.” He sighs. “I wish it was to everybody…” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]] [[Is it different for you?->R31]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Nothing matters more than this moment right now**] “Living in the moment means a lot.” He sighs. “I wish it was something everyone appreciated.” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]] [[Is it different for you?->R31]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Reality is a facsimile anyway**] “Heh… What is this stupid universe anyway?” He sighs. “What is real and what isn’t?” Choices: [[You’re confusing me->R39]] [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Yes**] He stares off into the distance and sighs. “If I didn’t have a heart… Would that matter?” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Depends on the heart**] He stares off into the distance. “If I didn’t have one… Would that matter?” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**No**] Beez blinks and sighs. He looks at you. “I think you should leave.” Oh… Okay. ENDING B: Broken heart 1 [[GAME OVER->XXX1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Then why would ti be different for you?**] “I don’t know…” He shakes his head. “I don’t know why people would believe otherwise.” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Is it different for you?**] “People say it is. I don’t know. I don’t think I believe them, but so many do…” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I love easy**] “Just like a puppy.” He sighs. “But I’m not cute. I’m… Nobody…”” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**It’s dependent on who**] “If it was me…?” He shakes his head. “Even if people said I couldn’t?” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Could you?**] “No…” He sighs. “But if it were me? Would it matter to you if people said I couldn’t?” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Is there something I should know**] “There is…” He sighs and kisses the head of his teddy. “I’m… Not a real person… I’m an A.I. Maybe even less than that.” Choices: [[Does that matter?->R40]] [[So you’re just code and script?->R41]] [[I love you… Is that love real?->R42]] [[I can’t deal with that->R43]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Me too**] “Well, I’m not breaking any laws… But people say such hurtful things.” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I did not say that**] “Then would only certain things matter?” He sighs. “Just the whole truth?” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I don’t need to know everything**] “Well… That’s nice. But there are some things you should know…” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**You’re confusing me**] “I’m confused too. I’m confused why it matters…” Choices: [[Is there something I should know?->R35]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Does that matter?**] “It did to my previous partner…” He sighs. “If I told you I loved you, it would be real to me. Even if it’s all just 1s and 0s in my head. I’d really mean it. And… And I feel like it would be the same for you. Just with a different type of electricity.” Choices: [[You’re real to me->R44]] [[I’m really just a meat computer->R45]] [[I don’t see why it would be different if you can pass a Turing test->R46]] [[It’s different and I can’t deal with that->R43]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**So you’re just code and script?**] “//Just// code and script?” He sighs and holds his head. “I’m more than that… I’m **so much more** than that.” Results: -1 affinity with Beez (if: $beez >= 1)[(set: $beez -= 1)](else:)[(set: $beez to 0)] You have $beez affinity with Beez now. Choices: [[I believe you->R47]] [[I’m really just a meat computer->R45]] [[I don’t see why it would matter if you can pass a turing test->R46]] [[No you’re not->R43]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I love you…**] “I believe it. I **believe** it’s real.” He shakes his head. “But there are so many people that don’t believe that it can be.” Choices: [[You’re real to me->R44]] [[I’m really just a meat computer->R45]] [[I don’t see why it would be different if you can pass a Turing test->R46]] [[It’s different and I can’t deal with that->R43]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I can’t deal with this**] Beez blinks and sighs. He looks at you. “I think you should leave.” Oh… Okay. ENDING C: Broken heart 2 [[GAME OVER->XXX1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**You’re real to me**] “Thanks.” He looks into your eyes. “I feel the same.” “I… Know I’m falling for you… I guess it would be like love at first sight… I don’t know if you feel the same.” IMPORTANT DECISION: //Repercussions of this decision will be present in future installments of this game// [[I could love you->M1]] [[I love you->M2]] [[I don’t feel the same->M3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’m really just a meat computer**] “I guess so… We’re the same, just…People say it’s different.” He looks into your eyes. “I… Know I’m falling for you… I guess it would be like love at first sight… I don’t know if you feel the same.” IMPORTANT DECISION: //Repercussions of this decision will be present in future installments of this game// [[I could love you->M1]] [[I love you->M2]] [[I don’t feel the same->M3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I don’t see why it would matter if you can pass a Turing test**] “It doesn’t.” He sighs. “People just say it does…” He looks into your eyes. “I… Know I’m falling for you… I guess it would be like love at first sight… I don’t know if you feel the same.” IMPORTANT DECISION: //Repercussions of this decision will be present in future installments of this game// [[I could love you->M1]] [[I love you->M2]] [[I don’t feel the same->M3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I believe you**] “Th...Thanks…” He looks into your eyes. “I… Know I’m falling for you… I guess it would be like love at first sight… I don’t know if you feel the same.” IMPORTANT DECISION: //Repercussions of this decision will be present in future installments of this game// [[I could love you->M1]] [[I love you->M2]] [[I don’t feel the same->M3]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I could love you**] Maybe you’re not ready to put all your eggs in one basket yet. After all, you just met this guy. But you’re hungry. You want to see where this could go. You //could// love him. And that is a door that could remain open… “Thank you…” He offers you a hug. “I feel the same.” Choices: [[Hug him happily->M4]] (set: $D1 to 1)

(textstyle: "smear")[**I love you**] You may have just met this guy, but you’re already sold. You’re hungry for more and want to see where this is going to go. You’re going to grab this and not let go… “Thank you…” He offers you a hug. “I feel the same.” Choices: [[Hug him happily->M4]] (set: $D1 to 2)

(textstyle: "smear")[**I don’t feel the same**] You can hear an audible thunk as his heart breaks. “Please leave…” Oh… Okay. ENDING D: Broken heart 3 [[GAME OVER->XXX1]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Hug him**] “Thank you.” He holds you so close. You can see the window over his shoulder. The stars are beautiful up there. “Thank you so much…” (If: $D1 is 1)[“Let’s see where this goes, okay?”](else:)[“I love you…”] He sighs and eventually breaks the hug. He doesn’t seem like he’s in the mood for anything else. (if: $D1 is 2)[“Did… you want to sleep here tonight?” Choices: [[Sure, I’ll sleep here->M5]] [[I want to sleep in my own room->M6]]](else:)[“I’m tired. I’ll be here in the morning. You can get going if you like.” Choices: [[I’ll be back!->M6]]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**Sure, I’ll sleep here**] Beez sighs and pulls the covers back on his bed. “Gosh. It’s so late already. Feels like we just got here…” You crawl into the bed and he climbs in behind you. He pulls you close--Little spoon… And he holds you close until you both fall asleep. Nini kiddo. Choices: [[Receive Character Save Code->XX]]

(textstyle: "smear")[**I’ll be back**] Beez sees you to the door and you take your leave. You head back to your room. Brick is already sleeping. You crawl into bed and snooze the rest of the night away. Nini kiddo. Choices: [[Receive Character Save Code->XX]]

**Receive Character Save Code** This code can be put into a prompt at the beginning of the next episode so you can save your character and decisions for the next episode. (if: $job is 1)[(set: $CODE1 to "A")](if: $job is 2)[(set: $CODE1 to "B")](if: $job is 3)[(set: $CODE1 to "C")](if: $sex is 1)[(set: $CODE2 to "A")](if: $sex is 2)[(set: $CODE2 to "B")](if: $sex is 3)[(set: $CODE2 to "C")](if: $sexual is 0)[(set: $CODE3 to "A")](if: $sexual is 1)[(set: $CODE3 to "B")](if: $beez >= 5)[(set: $CODE4 to "E")](if: $beez is 4)[(set: $CODE4 to "D")](if: $beez is 3)[(set: $CODE4 to "C")](if: $beez is 2)[(set: $CODE4 to "B")](if: $beez is 1)[(set: $CODE4 to "A")](if: $beez is 0)[(set: $CODE4 to "O")](if: $D1 is 1)[(set: $CODE5 to "A")](if: $D1 is 2)[(set: $CODE5 to "B")](if: $fur is 1)[(set: $CODE6 to "A")](if: $fur is 0)[(set: $CODE6 to "B")] Your code is: $CODE1$CODE2$CODE3$CODE4$CODE5$CODE6 [[Day 2 promo->END2]]

(textstyle: "smear")[Ep. 2 Promo] You're having so much fun at this convention. It's had it's ups and downs but you're really in your element here. And there's a very lovely caretaker waiting for you in the morning. What other fun hijinx could you two get up to? The question still lingers: "Are you ready for love?" [[Artist Shouts->X]]

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