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Create your own Adventure

Original story by
TheFatLlamma

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small story editing) and
artwork by Illionore

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Introduction (by TheFatLlamma)

This isn't my usual bondage story. It's interactive, and although
I write out the details, you will ultimately decide your own fate.
This is like a 'choose your own adventure' book with bondage.
You are given choices of what to do, and when you choose one
you're presented with more choices. In the end, most choices
will get you into permanent bondage of pain and pleasure in the
maze, meaning "you lose". A few paths, however, lead you out
of the maze, meaning "you win!" I hope that you enjoy your
play through of this, and try to get all the endings. Remember,
it doesn't matter how you do it, but the end goal is to get
out of the maze.

Character information
(added by Illionore)

In this game you play a
FEMALE character (or perhaps
you were male but awaken in
the maze as female hottie for
some weird no-sense-making
reason).

You're in a smooth, wet, cold, and mossy stone hole
that's about two feet deep, with what appears to be a
maze in front of you. You're nude, wet, and freezing,
so you better do something to cover yourself soon.

Cover yourself with the moss. Desperate times call
for desperate measures, right? Even if the moss inside
looks slimy and disgusting.

Search the maze for something. There's nothing but
water here, and you need to escape. You've got to find
something better than moss in a huge maze like this.

Stay here.
Aren't you always supposed to wait for rescue?
Or is your mind just remembering things wrong?

Your name is Amber. You're an attractive 5'6 blonde girl with moderate c-cup breasts, and you wake upwith no memory of your past, save your name and intellect.

Rescue has to come eventually right?
If not you can last for a while here because
of the water. You get cold quickly though and
the stone you sit on is freezing cold. You're
shivering, but there is always the chance that
you'll be found. What if you move and someone
comes here?
You also have no idea what's in the maze.
There could be deadly booby traps scattered
everywhere for all you know. You can start
searching the maze now and it won't be any
different than if you hadn't waited at all...
Or you could try waiting it out here.

There's obviously no point in staying here. You're
freezing, and there's probably no one who can
rescue you. Go search the maze.

Wait until rescue arrives, even if there's only the
slightest chance. The maze looks creepy and huge, the
chances of finding the exit are slim.

You decide this is probably the safest part of the maze. There is a source of water, and no dangers. You are
very cold though. You're shaking uncontrollably, and it looks like it's nearing nightfall. You lie face down
with your arms in front of you and your legs behind you stretching as far as you can. It has to be nearly
zero degrees out now, as you can feel the water on you freezing you. Wait freezing you? You try to turn
your head but the water around your neck freezes into a collar and attached to the ground. The water in the
pond rises out and falls on top of you. Your whole body is soaked again, and the water freezes very quickly.
Your arms and legs are held together in an ice sleeve with huge ice balls covering your hands and your feet.
You're stretched out like before so this leaves your sides completely exposed. As if on queue the water
begins to freeze like a belt below your butt, around your lower back, and above and below your breasts
forcing your weight onto your boobs. Like the ice collar, these all freeze into the ground.
The water isn't done though, as it then spreads from your collar up to just below your nose. It then freezes
like a muzzle gag, and a ball of ice freezes around your tongue on the inside. The ice goes all the way
around your head, so there's no way you can break it off. To finish it off, the water then freezes to be an
inch thick everywhere but the exposed part of your head. The belts and collar however, are closer to two or
three inches thick. The ice is also see through, so it's not clothing you any more than before. After hours
like this, you notice that although you're always cold, you don't experience hypothermia. You just shiver
as much as you can in the ice, which isn't much.

You Lose!

You decide that moss probably could help a little bit with the cold. You grab huge clumps of the mossy
substance, and they're slimy enough that they stick. You feel a little bit warmer, so you continue to rub it

Not only that, but the moss is spreading. It grows over your
hands, then your arms and torso. As it continues growing, you
try to scream for help, but there's no one in this place that could
help you. The moss grows at an alarming rate to cover your legs,
and even attach them so you can't pull them apart. At the same
time, it forces your upper and lower arms together. Your upper
arms are connected at your sides, while your lower arms are
folded against them, except for your hands which are still
attached to the bottom of your breasts.

You are suddenly stopped however, when your hands are both stuck under your breasts. You try pulling,
but the moss is holding your hands to your breasts with no problem. It's so sticky that your hands might
as well be attached.

across your AAA skin

Try to struggle.
Try to break free.

Ahead of you is a narrow passage way. To test
if you could even fit, you try sliding your body
in a few feet. It presses your boobs tightly
against you, but the other side is only about
fifty feet away, and would get you farther to
the other side than the other two paths. The
path on the left has vines and greenery
covering the floor. There is no apparent
danger, and they're plants so it doesn't seem
like they pose a threat in any future. To the
right is an odd wooden bridge that stands over
water. There is fog so you can't see the other
side. You don't think water or plants pose
much of a threat, but the plants might have
thorns on them and you don't want to have to
pull them out later.

The shortest route is straight ahead. The fit is tight and
uncomfortable, but you're already cold and naked so
does it really make a difference?

There are plants on your left that seem somewhat
inviting. You could get stuck in the stone walls, or fall
in the water, so you decide to continue to the left.

You go right, across the wooden bridge. It's old, but it's
sturdy enough to hold your weight and water has never
hurt you so it seems like an obvious choice.

You decide that although you have no idea what's out there, there's no bonus to staying here. No one can
find you here, and the walls are twenty feet high and made out of smooth wet stone, so you'd never be
able to climb it. You walk for about half a minute before coming to an intersection.

You quickly turn around and continue your way back, off the bridge. This brings you back to the intersection,
but that still leaves you important choices to make...

You decide that the shortest path is always quickest, even if you can barely fit in it. You squeeze yourself in
between the walls. The pressure on your boobs seems even greater than before, and you wonder if this is
really the right choice. You remind yourself that this will be over quickly, and with your arms at your sides
to fit, you shuffle towards the other end. You move at a very slow pace, and as you go farther it seems like
it actually is getting smaller and tighter. You stop to take a breather, but hear a loud crash.
As quickly as you can, you turn your head to the entrance. Instead of seeing where you came from, you see
a stone wall blocking your path. You hear the same sound on the other side, and turn to see the same thing.
There's no way out now, and either way you can't move because of how tight it is. More stone comes together
on each side of you, until they perfectly close next to each of your arms pinning them to your sides. Then
another large stone closes above your head. You can't move or see anything. After a few seconds, much
tinier slabs of stone fill in any leftover spaces until there's a stone mold surrounding you. Suddenly however,
some space opens below your jaw which you use to open your mouth and breathe.
This seems planned, because a large stone gag enters your mouth, and
nearly reaches your throat. That wasn't nearly as bad as the other two
long stone rods which are slowly inserted in the holes below. Eventually
they go all the way in, and the stone literally covers every part of your body.
The stone presses as tightly as it possibly can on all the parts of your body.
There's only one tiny hole that goes through the center of your rock gag and
up out of the stone walls to let you breathe. Every once in a while there's a
goo that runs through the hole and down your throat.

You decide that the walls could either fall or trap you inside, and that the bridge probably isn't too sturdy,
because it looks very old. What threat could plants possibly pose?
None, that was the answer.
After a small distance however, you realize that the
ground is covered with thorns and the walls are
covered with thick leaves and vines. The ground just
around the walls doesn't have thorns, so it will be a
less painful route.
On one hand the path along the thorns seems rather
painful, seen as you'd have to walk past hundreds,
maybe even thousands of thorns... but the vines also
seem suspicious to you somehow.

Walk along the thorns. You can tough it out if you walk
along the thorns. Maybe it's just your situation, but the
vines have you on edge.

The vines are a comfortable route, and it looks safe.
So why would you want to take the dangerous route
instead? You decide to walk past the vines.

You don't know why anyone would want to go through the pain of stepping on so many thorns. Especially
when there is a nice path along the side. You are on a very narrow path however, and you have to shuffle
with your back against the wall to not step on any thorns. Eventually you make it to a corner, and have to
turn yourself. There are dozens of thorns that you'll step on if you're not careful and don't take your time.
To make sure you don't you take as much time as you can to turn yourself.
Once you've rounded the corner however, you feel something grab your right arm. You turn your head
to look, but nothing is there. You have a puzzled look on your face, and while thinking to yourself,
something grabs your left arm. Then the two things stretch apart your arms, and you can see that vines
are doing this to you. You pull as hard as you can, loosening their grip, but this only seems to encourage
more vines to latch onto you.
The vines grab you at your elbows, shoulders, neck, forehead,
over your mouth, around each individual ankle, above and below
each knee, at the top of each of your thighs, just above your hip,
and finally above and below your breasts. You can still struggle a
little bit, but the vines soon prevent that too. Except for the gag
and forehead, vines triple up on all the parts of your body. You can
move some parts of your body a little bit, but none of your limbs
or your head. The vines have you trapped, so now all that's left is
for them to torture you. It seems that the leaves on these vines are
poison ivy, and they cover your breasts and crotch. You feel the
effects in just a couple of minutes, and it's excruciating. The itch
brings so much pleasure, and in your bindings there's nothing you
can do to get away. Unlike with normal poison ivy cases however,
you'll never stop itching.

You don't trust vines, so you decide to go across the thorns.
They are very painful after a while, but you can't stop now,
or else you would just have done this for no reason. After
walking for another two minutes, the entire ground is basically
thorns and a few small patches of greenery. You also begin to
feel more effects than pain from the thorns. You're extremely
aroused, and are beginning to like it a little. As the arousal
grows, you also are in much less control of your body. You are
constantly moaning out of pleasure, and have even become
desperate enough to lay on the ground and rub against the
thorns.

These thorns have another poison in them however. You soon
realize that they are paralyzing you, and after a minute you can't
move a muscle. You suddenly feel yourself picked up by a large
insect. It carries you to a burrow and buries you before you pass out.

Wake up

You wake up to feel yourself inside a thick, gooey cocoon. It pins your arms to your sides, and your legs
together. It covers your head too, so you can't see anything. You feel millions of tiny things inside you
however, and it causes a lot of discomfort. Your body however, is not attached to anything so it appears that
you would be able to crawl around or even stand up and hop around with enough effort.
At the same time, if you do run into a web, then you would be much worse off than now,
and probably never get out. It might be better to wait and plan. If you crawl around
you'll have a smaller chance of running into things, and you could start much
quicker. Standing would take the most effort, but in the end hopping is by
far the quickest way you could move.

Wait and Plan. You can't see, and
with out knowledge of your sur-
roundings, there's probably no way
out of here. You could easily get
further lost into this place.

Crawl to an exit. If you are crawling
you can still sense some things
before you run into them, while
getting up would take a lot of time
and effort that you don't have.

Get up and hop. The effort will
probably be well rewarded. You'd
move more than twice as fast than
you would crawling, who knows
when those things would come back.

Hopping is going to be your quickest form of travel, so why not? It takes a few minutes, but finally you are
standing on both feet facing who knows what. Your first hop you very nearly fall, so you take shorter hops
to get better control of your balance.

It seems to be going well, and after about five minutes you've made
a good amount of distance. You get cocky about yourself, and start
going faster. Eventually this leads to you falling onto a huge glob of
webbing on the ground with your ass straight up in the air facedown.
Soon after you feel a tingling sensation everywhere in your stomach.
Millions of eggs hatch, and the things start to move all over you a
little later. They bite you which, although they are extremely tiny,
still hurts a little with millions of them doing it. There is a side effect
to the bites as well. They leave you extremely aroused.
After a while the giant bug who put you here makes a hole to reach
your body and lays closer to ten million small eggs inside you.
Every ten minutes another ten million eggs are ready, and laid inside
you. You are made into a giant 'bug factory'. Eventually the first
group of things leave you, and you have about fifteen million eggs
per batch, and lay them about every ten seconds or less. The batch
number then increases exponentially as the colony grows. It seems
like you're the unwilling queen of this colony, and just like most
other insect queens you lay hundreds of millions of eggs in a very
short period of time.

You don't think moving blindly about in a dangerous place is a good idea. You can move a bit, so it would
be better to be smart and make an escape plan instead of just going blindly and losing your freedom. You try
to learn whatever you can from your senses. The cocoon blocks out all sound, and the goo inside is the only
smell and taste. So you're blind, deaf, tasteless, and smell less. That only leaves your nerves. So you have
been able to figure out in ten minutes that you can't do anything but move around and watch out for stuff
just like before. Great.

Before you can start to move, you feel a huge vibration in your
mouth. A second later you can feel millions of tiny little insects
crawling through your throat. Millions more move around in
your stomach, making you flop around in your cocoon. The ones
that didn't slide down your throat go explore all other areas of
your body on the outside, sending tingling sensations all over
your body, especially in your intimate parts. The bugs inside
you begin to bite you too. They're too tiny to hurt, but it feels
like they're injecting a large amount of poison combined. You
soon realize that the poison is an aphrodisiac. It makes you hot,
and when the giant insect comes back makes a hole in the cocoon
to reach you and stick itself in you again to inject millions of
insects more inside of you, you only want more.

You decide that waiting and standing up would take too much time, so you crawl. It's a very tedious task,
and you find that the cocoon is mysteriously designed to only make this possible if you touch your legs to
your breasts, or it will freeze in place until they touch. This takes a long time, and you only move about an
inch or two per stretch. After about ten minutes, you've only made it twenty feet or less. You can feel a rock
scratch the cocoon around your crotch open. You won't be able to get your cocoon away like this, but now
you at least have a start. You're interrupted in your thoughts however when you feel millions of little
vibrations around your crotch. You can feel millions of little things crawling into the cocoon. You get
scared though because you feel two legs grab you by the butt, dragging you back to where you started,
until they suddenly stop.
You're then thrust on top of someone's shoulders, and carried out against your
will with no idea of what's going on. As you feel your legs rest against huge
breasts you realize it's a woman carrying you. After a while you're lain against
a wall, and a hole is cut in your cocoon around your ears. "Listen up, I have
rescued you from danger, and you owe me. I'm going to release you and you're
either going to repay me, or I'll have to leave you here." She cuts a hole across
the webbing surrounding your mouth. You can either tell her you're not going
to do anything, or be grateful she saved you from that monster.

You disobey her request. She's obviously crazy.
Why should you become her slave or worse?
Even if it is repaying her.

You promise to repay her.
She'll let you go if you just play along.
Plus you do owe her big time.

"I'll never be your slave, even if you saved me." You can't tell what she's doing because you're still blind in
the cocoon, but she eventually cuts you out of the webbing as best as she can. You attempt leaving, but she
grabs you and is freakishly strong. "You're submitting whether you like it or not." You try pulling her off
you, but she doesn't loosen her grip. Instead she grabs your other arm, and pulls them behind your back.
From her bag she grabs a dozen leather straps.
She pulls one tight against your wrists behind your back, then shoves you to the ground and binds your
ankles together. You try rolling away, but she puts a knee against your back. Then she puts straps above
and below your knees, and at the top of your thighs. After she tightens them, she gets off and grabs the rest
of the straps. The first one pulls both of your elbows together, and the next two go above and below your
breasts, and around your arms pinning them against your back. Another strap then goes under the front of
both of your breast straps, and connects to the top knee strap. Another strap connects your ankle strap to
your thigh strap.
The final strap goes around your wrists, around your
stomach and thighs, and finished at the center of your
ankles forcing you into an immobile ball. "It could have
been so much easier if you had just willingly served me.
I wouldn't have had to put you in these and you would
have been able to leave the maze, but now I'm leaving
you here forever."

You don't see how struggling will help anything so you nod yes. She slices the cocoon apart for you to get
out. The fresh air feels nice and for a second makes you forget about this place. "Put this on," she says,
handing you leather heels and latex clothes. You're naked so you have no need to be any more embarrassed
that she's watching you.
The first thing you put on is the latex top. It's a flat latex bra with no straps. You don't need the straps
because after pulling it on, you realize that it's tight enough that it doesn't move when you do. It's not big
enough for you though, as it shows the top and bottom if your boobs, and you can tell even if it's supposed
to be tight, must be a few sizes too small. The next piece is a small latex miniskirt. Pulling it on and
positioning it, it goes just above your hips, and three inches down your thighs. This is just as tight as the
top, and it hugs your ass tightly showing how big and round it is. You also don't have panties so if you
meet someone you shouldn't let them go anywhere near your skirt.
You sigh looking at the last pieces. You've of course worn heels before, but not four inch high heels. You
pull these snugly against your legs, until your toes reach the end and it goes to just below your knees. The
final part of the shoes you can't do by yourself however. There is a zipper and string on both heels, and you
won't be able to tighten it by yourself. "Can you help me finish up," you ask. She doesn't answer, but comes
over to you and starts pulling on the left heels zipper. She pulls it to the top, and after some struggling does
the same with the right. The heels are very tight against your calves, and only grow tighter when she pulls
the strings repeatedly until there's no give left in them. Then she repeats the process with the other shoe,
and ties a knot to look better. There's no way you'll be able to take the shoes off without help because of
how tight they are.

Continue...

The bridge seems the best choice because the walls are too tight to easily fit in, certain plants can kill, and
you know how to swim well enough. You walk over the bridge hearing it's constant creaks, and with the fog
it seems very frightening.
As you go along the fog gets much thicker. Soon you make a turn, and not much later you have near zero
visibility. You can see a light in the water though, so if you dive and swim to it there could be a shortcut
through the maze. On the other hand you can keep going across the bridge, and it will probably connect
with the main part of the maze again. It also isn't to late to turn back.

You make up your mind. Maybe going across this
bridge was a mistake after all. You turn back.

Dive and explore the light. You're not liking the lack
of visibility out here, so a cave could be a much better
solution since there's light inside.

Continue down the bridge. It's already scary enough
here, no need to go into an underwater cave with a
creepy light. Why would you?

You don't know what lies ahead of you in the fog, so you'll at least be able to react with light in the cave.
You dive off the bridge, and after you slow down start swimming as hard as you can. You're having an
easier time doing this than expected, and you reach the cave quickly surfacing to a very odd sight.
Around you is a huge rubber box-shaped cave that is reflective, and oddly beautiful. The water is cold
though, so you don't spend too long in the water before getting out onto the flat land. You walk over to
what appears to be the entrance to the rest of the cave with a sign next to it. 'Beware of entering this cave.
If you don't wear the provided clothing, and nothing else, the cave shall surely clothe you itself.' That's a
weird message, and the clothes next to it are even weirder. Before you can decide, you hear something
behind you. You swing your head around only to see a rubber wall with your reflection staring back.
You'll never be able to go back up. Suddenly the light also goes out, and you're left in pitch black. The
only thing you can see is the shine on the
items in front of you. Which is odd
considering there's no light.

Put on the Items. There was a sign telling you to do this.
You don't know everything, so when someone gives
you advice you better take it.

Walk with Your Hand on the Wall. You can't get through
the cave unless you know where you're going. Your
only navigation is through touch.

Walk Regularly. There's nothing to worry about. You
can relax in here, and there's nothing but soft rubber
that would feel great to sleep on in here.

Run Through the Halls. This is a time to panic,
simple as that.

You decide that this is probably the most careful decision you could make, so it should also be the safest.
You feel very confident in your plan for once, and think you're prepared. Why would you have listened
to that message? It could have been left by anyone as a cruel joke. What good could come from bondage
clothes? You almost laugh at the idea of someone falling for that.
You place your hand against the wall and it immediately gets stuck.
Your arm goes through the wall until it reaches your elbows. Suddenly,
although you can't see, you feel more claustrophobic like something's
closing in on you. It was apparently the other wall because it comes
much closer to your left arm, and the moment you touch it, that arm
gets pulled in all the way to the elbow too. The walls pull out again
stretching your arms as far to your sides as they can. You feel rubber
against your crotch, and it makes you naturally kick to where it came
from which is both sides. This causes you to incidentally touch both
walls with your feet. This does the same thing with your legs, forcing
them into rubber up to your knees, and forcing you into an extremely
uncomfortable version of the splits.
Your back is still perfectly straight, so it makes you even more uncomfortable. Your head is still exposed,
so the ceiling lowers until it reaches the bottom of your neck. A thick cube of rubber remains over your
head as the rest of the ceiling rises again. The rubber doesn't fill your mouth, but it keeps it shut and it's
too thick to get sounds out. This is a strange feeling. Except for your head and the lower parts of your arms
and legs you're still naked, but you can barely move at all.
Um. How are you supposed to free yourself of THAT? ...

You decide to not take the sign seriously. Why would you put on that stuff because of a sign? And how
would wearing it protect you from anything? You don't think there's even a need to be careful in the
hallway. You can take a nice and easy walk through here. It's warmer down here than on the surface, so you
walk at a slow pace to enjoy it.
About halfway down the hall you feel something drop and stick to your head. You stop to try and feel what
it is. It feels smooth, and sticks to your hair like it's part of you. Suddenly, more drops fall on both of your
hands. You touch it and it feels exactly like what was on your head. It doesn't seem like a problem. You're
in a rubber cave so the ceiling was probably just a little overheated.
You continue at a slightly faster pace, but aren't too worried. As you continue walking, the rate at which
the rubber drops increases. Now it covers the top of your head and hands. You try to move your hands but
you can't. You know now that this was a bad idea, so you start running. By now the rubber comes down as
thick as rain, and it covers more of your body. Before long it's covered both of your hands, most of your
upper body, and just under your eyes.
You can't run straight any more, so you just pound on the walls.
After you've been entirely covered, you're left as a freakish rubber doll.
You're covered from head to tow in rubber, although some places are
thicker than others. Around your head, hands and feet are spheres of
rubber, which make it impossible to stand up as they're too slippery.
You have no senses in the giant rubber bubble. The only sense you
have left is touch, and you can't even use your hands to do that.

You decide that there's no point in putting yourself in bondage gear,
and that the hallway is straight enough that you could run to the other
end. You don't want to spend too much time down here knowing that
anything could happen and you wouldn't see it. You take a deep breath,
straighten yourself out with the hallway, and start running. After a
while, you still don't seem to be any closer to the exit. You take a
breather, and in a few minutes you start running again. After a few
strides you slip on a bump and fall face first into the floor. Wait, in
the floor?
It takes you a little while to realize, but except for your ass your whole
body is underground. Your ass too however, is quickly covered by a thin
rubber sheet, coating it in a shiny smooth and tight seal. The rubber
around you is solid, so after hours of struggling all you've done is
wiggled your ass a little bit. If you could move your cheeks right now,
they'd show anger. Especially since you realized that you probably
tripped over another girls ass, and that eventually someone will trip over
yours. You must have had perfect timing for that, because your cheeks
are both tripped on with a lot of force, causing them to jiggle.

Continue

You should always listen to people who know more about your situation than you. Although from what
you're about to do, that might be a little hard. In front of you is a heavily modified straightjacket. It has an
odd hood attached, and leaves breasts exposed. "Do I really want to do this?" you ask yourself.
You know you do. You've already decided and there's no turning back. You take a deep breath and hold up the
straightjacket. Underneath however are more items. There are high heeled boots, rubber panties, rubber
leggings, and cuffs. You won't be able to put on the boots with the straightjacket on, so you have to put on the
panties on, then the leggings, and then the heels and cuffs before you can put on the straightjacket. Taking a
deep breath you hold the panties in front of you, and step inside them. They are a very tight fit. They stick
onto you like glue. The rubber might be smooth, but it's tight and against your skin it seems to have to be
pulled off in order to slide up your legs. You have to do a lot of pulling to get it up to your crotch level, but
no matter how hard you pull apart it doesn't cover more than intended by its makers, which isn't much. It
covers your ass and crotch, but doesn't go down your thighs at all. It even goes up at the sides to show more
of your thighs.
Luckily the leggings will cover the rest of your legs up. You grab them off of the table and start pulling them
on. They're not quite as tight as the panties but they're much tighter than any clothes you would ever wear.
They take a lot less stretching than the panties, but you realize that to wear these you'll have to put them on
tightly over the panties which will press them even tighter against you. You pull them as hard as you can, and
after a minute you have them on over your panties and legs, they cover you from your hips to your feet.
Wait feet? You look down to see there are rubber socks attached to the leggings that aren't yet pulled tightly
over your feet. It would be more comfortable to wear them right, so you adjust the rubber to fit your toes and
pull the rubber again to fix any wrinkles. The whole lower half of your body is covered in latex. It feels really
weird like you can't feel as much on the outside yet at the
same time you're much more sensitive to it.

You decide that creepy glowing lights underwater probably aren't good things. You keep moving across the
bridge. Suddenly, you're clubbed and knocked unconscious. Because of the fog you never even saw
whoever did this to you.
You wake up feeling very uncomfortable. You're suspended
midair in a spread eagle. Your arms and legs are in metal cuffs.
They stretch diagonally to the four corners of the room so that
you can't pull on the chains. You also have a metal chastity belt
around your waist, and at the sides two more chains are attached
and connect to the walls on your sides. You also have a metal
collar on your neck with chains that connect with the floor and
the same two walls. The final piece you have on is a steel ring
gag, which has straps attached that connect to the back of your
head. Connected to the straps is another chain that connects you
to the back of your chastity belt. You're facing the floor so with
your head pulled back you drool along the sides of your mouth,
down your back, and then down to your breasts.
All of this and you don't know what happened, where you are, or who did this to you. You hear noises in
the other room though, so you might be getting some answers sooner than expected.

Make moans and yell through your gag. Maybe
if there's someone close they'll be able to hear
you. If not them you're already screwed.

Stay silent. You feel like whoever is in the other
room is going to dislike you making noise.
You only risk getting punished if you make noise.

You yell through the ring gag as loudly as you can. The ring gag doesn't really stop any noise, but it makes
your words unintelligible. The person enters through a door in front of you. It's a woman in a latex dress.
She has big boobs, a nice ass, 5'9", slim waistline, and a beautiful face even if it was glaring at you. She
wears 3" high heels, a hobble skirt, and a latex blouse. For a second you're stunned by her beauty. But the
stiffness in your neck quickly pulls you back into reality.
Now that you're not distracted, you notice she carries a paddle with her. You try to watch her as best as you
can, but in your position you can't look around too much. You can sense her standing behind you waiting
though. And a paddle can only mean one thing. "Slave we're going to count to one thousand. Every time
you lose count, we restart and add another thousand. Got it?"
You don't know what to do, nor can you do anything but wait until she hits you. It's a lot of force and your
left rear cheek is on fire. The belt is in the way so it gives her an excuse to hit each cheek and do twice as
much by only counting them when both are hit. She hits you again causing you to yelp. She hits you on
each cheek about a dozen times before you know what you're supposed to do. She hits you again on your
left cheek, and you gasp again but say, "Wuhn." Thanks to you not realizing the first twenty three times
though you have another 23,999 more to go before she'll stop. And that's if you don't miscount once.
After hours you realize it's impossible. After only a few dozen she'll slow
down then randomly hit you half a dozen times so that you can't tell how
many times she hit you. After she leaves, she tells you that you'll have
156,000 slaps for tomorrow because of how many times you lost count.
Your ass is already red all over and stings a lot. All of this was just because
you were making noise. You'd hate to
see her when she really angry.

You decide that there's probably no good in yelling
for help. You've met one person in this entire maze
and this is what they did to you. You could only
make your situation worse by doing that. Through
a door in front of you comes a maid. This is
definitely not a regular maid though. It's a girl in a
black catsuit that covers her body up to her neck.
She has ballet high heels, a white rubber apron, a
white rubber maids hat, and a panel gag with a
feather duster attached to it. Her arms are also bound
behind her back in an armbinder while her feet are
held together by a two foot long chain.
She comes up to you and turns around with a panel
attached to the back of the armbinder. "I'm for some
sort of free will in choosing bondage that you'll have
no free will in. You can either remain here as a
trophy, become a maid like the one in front of you,
or become my pet." She maneuvers herself in front
of your right hand so that you can grab the pencil.
All you have to do is scribble on one of the squared
to seal your fate. Which sounds the best though?

Remain a bondage trophy. You don't really want
to risk seeing what the other positions are. This
one is uncomfortable, but at least doable.

Become a maid. You've seen the attire for the
maid in front of you. It's not good, but it's
definitely better than this, and you could escape.

Become her pet. You know about people who act
like animals. It can't be that bad to just act for a
little while and then escape.

You decide that becoming her pet has to have some advantages. It can't be that hard a job, and the freedom to
walk around would be nice. You draw what was supposed to be a check mark in the box for 'pet', but it looks
more like a weird scribble. She leaves, and a few minutes later a latex nurse comes in with a syringe. You
don't even have time to take a good look at her before she sticks the syringe in you causing drowsiness, loss
of feeling in your muscles, and eventually unconsciousness. You wake up in a small cage. It's small enough
that you imagine it's meant for a medium or small sized dog. It wouldn't be too much of a problem to open
and get out of if you weren't wearing these freaky clothes. You are in a heavily modified catsuit that covers
your entire body up to your neck except for a hole in the rear, which is filled with something else. The
biggest modification of the suit was that it forced your ankles up to your thighs, encasing them in skintight
latex. The second biggest modification was just as bad. Connected to the wrists of the suit are rubber paws.
They force your hands into three digits. One for your thumb, one for your middle and pointer fingers, and
another one for your pinkie and ring fingers. These are made of a thicker rubber, and don't allow any move-
ment of your fingers inside the glove. These are part of the suit, so you can't push or pull them off. In fact, with
them on you can only push on things now because the three digits on each paw don't allow you to grab any-
thing. In the hole at your rear, there is a rubber butt plug with a rubber tail attached. There's no way you could
get it out. It's too big to get out without a lot of force, and with your paws you couldn't even grab it. It's also
too deep inside of you to push against a wall. You tried it, and it only pushed it further into you.
These things all pale in comparison to what covers your head though. Around your head is an elaborate dog
mask. It has ears, a snout, and anything else a dog would have. The inside is what makes it truly horrifying to
you though. It's extremely tight, and to fit your head in they must have shaved you because you can feel your
head is bald. Your mouth is held open by a large ring gag, and attached to it is a tube that goes down your
throat filling it because of its specific design for you. You also have tubes that go to your nose helping you
breath, and in your throat there is one area that is
particularly annoying because of a tingling sensation.

You don't think the uniform looks too bad on the girl in front of you, and the restraints are much better than
the ones you have now. You scribble on the maid box. She leaves, and another woman comes in with a
syringe. This woman is dressed in a light blue nurses outfit. She wears 4" stiletto high heels, a light blue
latex minidress, a white latex apron with a red cross on top of it, a white latex nurses hat with a red cross on
it, and a latex medical mask. She doesn't seem like she would be able to do the complex tasks nurses do
though. The high heels and dress seem to make walking much harder for her, and the sleeves are connected
to the rest of the outfit. You don't have much time to think about her though, as you're injected with a serum,
and almost immediately fall asleep.
You wake up with your back against the wall with two straps across your chest. That's the least of your
worries though. You're wearing a different maids outfit than you saw earlier. Instead of a catsuit, you wear
latex stockings that reach mid thigh. On top of those you have ballet high heel that force you on your toes.
Above that you wear a latex dress. The skirt goes to your knees, and is lined with a frilly white latex. It then
becomes form fitting after reaching your hips, and continues up to your breasts. At the center, it starts
halfway up your breasts. Once it reaches your breasts, it curves up to form a U. After reaching just below
the top, it curves out towards your sides. After it reaches the sides, they become become puffed out short
sleeves. The edges on the entire thing are lined with more white frilly latex, and between your breasts is a
small white latex bow. On top of this is a black corset. It's laced tightly pulling your sides in. On top of this
is a white latex apron. It covers the bottom half of the corset, but the other half still shows below your breasts
and above your stomach. At your neck is a white latex posture collar. On the outside it's made of latex, but
underneath is a hard metal. The final piece of the maids outfit is a white latex maids hat.

You don't want to take your chances. The other positions could be better, but they could also be much worse.
Plus you need a break. Not working might not even bad once you get used to this position.
You mark off that box and drop the pencil. The maid leaves, only to return a minute later. You wonder what
she's doing, until she leans down and starts wiping the duster all over your back. This makes you laugh
uncontrollably, and squirm around in the chains. It seems even worse because you can't move at all. She
continues to clean the rest of your body, even your underside which makes you laugh much more when
she does. At different points in every day a maid comes in and repeats the process. The mistress likes to
keep her possessions clean.

By now the moss has grown to cover everything up to the bottom of your chin, but still doesn't stop.
As it reaches your mouth, it grows inside and puffs out a lot so that you have moss filling up your
entire mouth. You can barely make any noise whatsoever with the moss, and your loudest screams are
reduced to nearly in audible sounds to your own ears. It continues
to grow on your face when it reaches your nose and ears. It covers
these, and just like it had done in your mouth, expanded to fill your
entire naval, and most of your ear canal.
This blocks out any outside sound, and now you can only smell the
moss inside your nose. You can then feel it cover the rest of your head,
and stop after it's finished covering every spot. This plant also must
give off much more oxygen than the average plant because even with
your entire mouth and nose covered you can still breathe. Even easier
than before in fact. You try struggling as much as you can, but you
can't move your arms or legs apart, and even your feet appear to be
stuck to the ground. At least you're warm in the moss now.

"At least we're done now." "Not yet," she says. She grabs one final huge thing and turns back towards you.
"The way you'll be repaying me is by carrying my gear, and you won't be able to carry it unless you have
this device to attach everything to." You stare at it awkwardly. It's a black pillory that goes sideways.
"Put your head and arms in the three slots." You're slow to comply, but she rushes you by snapping the
pillory shut before you even are all the way in. You're in an uncomfortable position, because the pillory
forces each arm about two and a half feet out from your sides.
That "final" thing was a lie as she yet again grabbed more stuff from her bag.
She returns with cuffs that have about a foot long chain in between them, and
attached to the center of the chain is a longer three foot long chain. She snaps
the cuffs on your raised ankles, and before you can react, pulls you down by
your hair and leads the longer chain up to your neck, connecting it to a ring
on the front of the pillory at the neck. This hunches you over and forces you
to take small careful steps. Looking from side to side forces you to move your
entire upper body, and has a limit because of how short the chain is. From what
you can tell though, the rest of the pillory is also covered with rings, but you're
not sure what for.
The woman comes back with all her stuff, and after she puts it all on the rings
you realize that you're just her baggage carrier. After a few days you both make
it out of the maze. She says she'll free you after a while, but she says that a life
to her people is worth about a thousand dollars, and you make a dollar a day...
So...

You Win!

The next items are the heels. They're what you would say hellish to say the least. They will force you to
stand 'en pointe' while walking in them, and with the cuffs you can't even imagine trying to do more than that.
You have to if you want to be safe though, so you grab the knee high heels and put one on your left rubber
clad foot. For some reason the rubber slides much more easily in than it does out, and you don't have much
problems getting your foot in there. You tighten the strings extra tight to make sure you are doing as the sign
says.
You repeat the process with the other boot and grab the cuffs. You lock them around each ankle with about
a foot of chain in between. It's not like you were going to be making long strides with the shoes before, but
this really limits your movements to less than a walk. You grab the straightjacket and wonder how you're
going to tighten the straps. Maybe the items just need to be on to work? That would make sense because the
moment you got in that thing you would lose any ability you had with using your hands.
You decide to worry about it later and just raise the thing above your head before slipping it over yourself.
You push and pull on the jacket until your head is in the hood and your arms are in the sleeves. Other than a
small rubber sheet that's inside your mouth and the fact that you're blind, deaf, and the the only holes in the
suit are for your nostrils and breasts this isn't that bad. For a few moments you wonder to yourself, "Is this it?"
But then in a flash it all changes. The entire jacket tightens itself until it's form fitting, so tight in fact, that
you couldn't even pull the leather from where it was with free hands. And you don't have free hands. Next
straps tighten all over your body. First a strap between your breasts, somehow even further tightening the
leather around them, and then your arms are pulled under your breasts and around your sides through another
two straps. The sleeves on both of your arms have long straps, and one has a belt buckle kind of thing.
The other arms strap goes through this and
tightens until you can't pull your arms apart.

After the belt buckle locks in place, straps on your sides and a strap at the center just below your breasts
going to the bottom of your arms tighten until they too can't be tightened any more. Being connected at all
joints on your arm by straps they're rendered immobile. Another strap goes underneath your crotch and
connects at the back of the jacket making it both inescapable, and uncomfortably arousing.
You don't think there can be any more straps on this thing, but of course you're wrong. Another strap that
goes up your neck and past your chin goes down to connect to another belt buckle thing just above your
breasts. It tightens until your chin touches the top of your chest. This would have made you look straight
at the ground or your breasts if you weren't blinded by the mask. The only thing that you could still move
like before is your head, even if it does take extreme force to move the skintight leather. The mask is quick
to solve this however, as the rubber sheet that covered the bottom of your mouth is actually an inflatable
gag. It quickly pumps itself up to max size and more to fill your entire mouth until your cheeks are visibly
bulging in the hood. Not only does the gag force your mouth out and open, but the hood pushes your mouth
into the gag. This renders your mouth immobile as you can't squeeze down on the gag and the gag forces
your mouth too wide to push out.
With the gag and hood you can barely make sounds, let alone words. The hood does have a hole in the back
that you didn't see however, and it forces some of your hair into a pony tail through it. Your bondage is
finally complete. You can barely walk in the ballet heels and cuffs, and when you move your legs it pushes
and pulls against the strap and your panties, causing unwanted pleasure. You can't move your upper body
at all without pulling on the crotch strap because of how tight it is, but it takes you a while to stop shaking
from the pleasure which also causes more pleasure. Your outfit is done however, so you can move down the
hallway. You walk down the hallway as slowly as you can so you don't trip or cause more tugging on your
crotch strap.

After what seems like an eternity, you
make it to the end of the hall. At the end
of this long hallway is a set of stairs so
you trip and fall onto the soft rubber.
There's no way you're getting up, so
you crawl as best as you can in your
restraints to the top. With the constant
pulling on your crotch strap and bonds,
you take a long time to climb the small
set of stairs. After a good hour or so, you
make it up the final step. Instead of the
usual cold air inside the maze, you feel
a nice warm breeze. You're actually
outside the maze now, but unless someone
finds you you're permanently stuck in this.

The mask is connected to the rest of the suit with a zipper, but a flap of latex goes over it, and on top of that
there is a thick steel collar. You're on your knees with your back parallel to the ground and you still barely
fit with the stuff on you. Your back presses against the top, and between both of your sides there's less than
an inch of space. You also have your ass against the back of the cage so that you don't have to uncomfortably
turn your head.
Suddenly, a well dressed latex woman appears. She opens the door to your cage, pulls you out, and forces
you to stand on your knees and paws. "Sit," she orders. You try to swear at her or yell but they only come
out as yelps and barks that a little dog would make. She slaps your ass and tells you again, "Sit." You don't
know what to do, but she slaps your ass again. You do your best to comply by going to your knees and raising
yourself with your arms. This was apparently good enough for her, as she moves on to the next command.
"Down." This is easy enough for you. You just lay down with your knees in the same position and your
lower arms on the ground. "Beg." You might be humiliated and look like a dog now, but you're not going to
dehumanize yourself this easily. She spanks your ass three times before repeating it. "Beg." After spanking
you some more you comply. You keep your knees on the ground, and raise your arms to your breasts with
your paws facing down. "Roll over." Again, it takes some spanking to motivate you, but you submit to her
will and roll over both ways. "Good girl, time for a belly rub." You're not sure what she means by this
until she shoves on your back and starts tickling you. You're laughing on the inside, but they come out as
more barks. "Enough of that, time to present you to the mistress." She clips on a leash to your collar, and
forces you to follow her into the hallway and to the mistress.
She makes you do the same tricks as before, but this time when you don't listen she hits you with a black
leather paddle. Every day you learn new tricks or get better at the old ones.
You constantly mess up and get spanked.
How could things get any worse.

On top of your clothes is where the problems begin. Your heels have rings attached to the ankle of them, and
a half foot long chain connects them. Your arms are bent in at the elbow behind your back, and put into a tight
black latex sack, which connects with your sleeves. This forces your hands to go under the other elbow in a
three sided square.
For a gag, you have an inflatable gag in your mouth which is fully inflated, making your cheeks bulge, and
a panel gag on top covering your mouth. Attached to it is a feather duster just like what you saw on the maid
earlier. After you finish checking out your gear, the mistress comes in. "Perfect, the new maid is ready. Your
first task is to clean this room." She comes over to you, releases your straps, and walks out of the door. You
slowly make your way to the door in your heels, only to find it locked. You bang on it for a few minutes,
prompting the mistress to come back.
"You're going to regret not doing as you're told," she says as she takes off the chain, just to pull my feet
together and lock them at the rings. Now you have no room between your feet, so to move you have to take
half inch steps. She leaves and it appears that now your only choice is to clean. You start by dusting the
shelves around you.

ActionScript [AS3]

Section 1
//MainTimeline (CYOA_fla.MainTimeline)
package CYOA_fla {
	import flash.events.*;
	import flash.display.*;
	import flash.text.*;
	import adobe.utils.*;
	import flash.accessibility.*;
	import flash.errors.*;
	import flash.external.*;
	import flash.filters.*;
	import flash.geom.*;
	import flash.media.*;
	import flash.net.*;
	import flash.printing.*;
	import flash.profiler.*;
	import flash.sampler.*;
	import flash.system.*;
	import flash.ui.*;
	import flash.utils.*;
	import flash.xml.*;

	public dynamic class MainTimeline extends MovieClip {

		public var btn19:MovieClip;
		public var btn29:MovieClip;
		public var btnLink2:MovieClip;
		public var btn50:MovieClip;
		public var btnIntroStart:introStartButton;
		public var btn51:MovieClip;
		public var btn52:MovieClip;
		public var btnLink1:MovieClip;
		public var btn53:MovieClip;
		public var loader_mc:movie_mc;
		public var loaded_txt:TextField;
		public var btn54:MovieClip;
		public var btn10:MovieClip;
		public var btn55:MovieClip;
		public var btn20:MovieClip;
		public var btn11:MovieClip;
		public var btn56:MovieClip;
		public var btn30:MovieClip;
		public var btn21:MovieClip;
		public var btn12:MovieClip;
		public var btn3:MovieClip;
		public var btn22:MovieClip;
		public var btn13:MovieClip;
		public var moText:MovieClip;
		public var btn4:MovieClip;
		public var btn23:MovieClip;
		public var btn14:MovieClip;
		public var btn5:MovieClip;
		public var fronttext:MovieClip;
		public var btn24:MovieClip;
		public var btn15:MovieClip;
		public var txt1:TextField;
		public var btn6:MovieClip;
		public var btn25:MovieClip;
		public var btn16:MovieClip;
		public var btn7:MovieClip;
		public var btn26:MovieClip;
		public var btn17:MovieClip;
		public var btn8:MovieClip;
		public var btn27:MovieClip;
		public var btn18:MovieClip;
		public var btn9:MovieClip;
		public var strName;
		public var strHair;
		public var strSkin;
		public var arrOptions:Array;
		public var i;
		public var bReturnedFromBridge;

		public function MainTimeline(){
			addFrameScript(0, frame1, 1, frame2, 2, frame3, 3, frame4, 4, frame5, 5, frame6, 6, frame7, 7, frame8, 8, frame9, 11, frame12, 14, frame15, 17, frame18, 18, frame19, 22, frame23, 23, frame24, 25, frame26, 49, frame50, 51, frame52);
		}
		public function onProgress(_arg1:ProgressEvent):void{
			var _local2:Number = _arg1.target.bytesLoaded;
			var _local3:Number = _arg1.target.bytesTotal;
			var _local4:Number = (_local2 / _local3);
			loader_mc.scaleX = _local4;
			loaded_txt.text = (("Loading... " + Math.round((_local4 * 100))) + "%");
		}
		public function onComplete(_arg1:Event):void{
			loaded_txt.text = "Finished loading.";
			var _local2:* = this.loaderInfo.url;
			var _local3:* = false;
			if (_local2.search("file:") != -1){
				_local3 = true;
			};
			if (_local2.search("deviantart.net") != -1){
				_local3 = true;
			};
			if (_local3 == true){
				btnIntroStart.alpha = 1;
				btnIntroStart.addEventListener(MouseEvent.CLICK, startGame);
			};
		}
		public function startGame(_arg1:MouseEvent):void{
			btnIntroStart.removeEventListener(MouseEvent.CLICK, startGame);
			btnLink1.removeEventListener(MouseEvent.CLICK, link1);
			btnLink2.removeEventListener(MouseEvent.CLICK, link2);
			gotoAndStop(2);
		}
		public function link1(_arg1:MouseEvent):void{
			var _local2:URLRequest = new URLRequest("http://thefatllamma.deviantart.com");
			navigateToURL(_local2, "_blank");
		}
		public function link2(_arg1:MouseEvent):void{
			var _local2:URLRequest = new URLRequest("http://illionore.deviantart.com");
			navigateToURL(_local2, "_blank");
		}
		public function mouseClicked(_arg1:MouseEvent):void{
			var _local2:* = "";
			if (_arg1.target.name != null){
				_local2 = _arg1.target.name;
			};
			if (_local2 == "btn3"){
				gotoAndStop(3);
			} else {
				if (_local2 == "btn4"){
					gotoAndStop(4);
				} else {
					if (_local2 == "btn5"){
						gotoAndStop(5);
					} else {
						if (_local2 == "btn6"){
							gotoAndStop(6);
						} else {
							if (_local2 == "btn7"){
								gotoAndStop(7);
							} else {
								if (_local2 == "btn8"){
									gotoAndStop(8);
								} else {
									if (_local2 == "btn9"){
										gotoAndStop(9);
									} else {
										if (_local2 == "btn10"){
											gotoAndStop(10);
										} else {
											if (_local2 == "btn11"){
												gotoAndStop(11);
											} else {
												if (_local2 == "btn12"){
													gotoAndStop(12);
												} else {
													if (_local2 == "btn13"){
														gotoAndStop(13);
													} else {
														if (_local2 == "btn14"){
															gotoAndStop(14);
														} else {
															if (_local2 == "btn15"){
																gotoAndStop(15);
															} else {
																if (_local2 == "btn16"){
																	gotoAndStop(16);
																} else {
																	if (_local2 == "btn17"){
																		gotoAndStop(17);
																	} else {
																		if (_local2 == "btn18"){
																			gotoAndStop(18);
																		} else {
																			if (_local2 == "btn19"){
																				gotoAndStop(19);
																			} else {
																				if (_local2 == "btn20"){
																					gotoAndStop(20);
																				} else {
																					if (_local2 == "btn21"){
																						gotoAndStop(21);
																					} else {
																						if (_local2 == "btn22"){
																							gotoAndStop(22);
																						} else {
																							if (_local2 == "btn23"){
																								gotoAndStop(23);
																							} else {
																								if (_local2 == "btn24"){
																									gotoAndStop(24);
																								} else {
																									if (_local2 == "btn25"){
																										gotoAndStop(25);
																									} else {
																										if (_local2 == "btn26"){
																											gotoAndStop(26);
																										} else {
																											if (_local2 == "btn27"){
																												gotoAndStop(27);
																											} else {
																												if (_local2 == "btn28"){
																													gotoAndStop(28);
																												} else {
																													if (_local2 == "btn29"){
																														gotoAndStop(29);
																													} else {
																														if (_local2 == "btn30"){
																															gotoAndStop(30);
																														} else {
																															if (_local2 == "btn50"){
																																gotoAndStop(50);
																															} else {
																																if (_local2 == "btn51"){
																																	gotoAndStop(51);
																																} else {
																																	if (_local2 == "btn52"){
																																		gotoAndStop(52);
																																	} else {
																																		if (_local2 == "btn53"){
																																			gotoAndStop(53);
																																		} else {
																																			if (_local2 == "btn54"){
																																				gotoAndStop(54);
																																			} else {
																																				if (_local2 == "btn55"){
																																					gotoAndStop(55);
																																				} else {
																																					if (_local2 == "btn56"){
																																						gotoAndStop(56);
																																					};
																																				};
																																			};
																																		};
																																	};
																																};
																															};
																														};
																													};
																												};
																											};
																										};
																									};
																								};
																							};
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													};
												};
											};
										};
									};
								};
							};
						};
					};
				};
			};
		}
		function frame1(){
			stop();
			this.loaderInfo.addEventListener(ProgressEvent.PROGRESS, onProgress);
			this.loaderInfo.addEventListener(Event.COMPLETE, onComplete);
			btnLink1.addEventListener(MouseEvent.CLICK, link1);
			btnLink2.addEventListener(MouseEvent.CLICK, link2);
		}
		function frame2(){
			strName = "Amber";
			strHair = "blonde";
			strSkin = "pale";
			arrOptions = [];
			bReturnedFromBridge = false;
			stage.addEventListener(MouseEvent.CLICK, mouseClicked);
		}
		function frame3(){
			txt1.text = (((("Your name is " + strName) + ". You're an attractive 5'6 ") + strHair) + " girl with moderate c-cup breasts, and you wake up with no memory of your past, save your name and intellect.");
			arrOptions = [210, 290, 370];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn6.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn7.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn4.y = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame4(){
			arrOptions = [344, 420];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn5.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn7.y = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame5(){
		}
		function frame6(){
			txt1.text = (("across your " + strSkin) + " skin.");
		}
		function frame7(){
			arrOptions = [288, 357, 426];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn9.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn18.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn8.y = arrOptions[0];
			if (bReturnedFromBridge == true){
				moText.gotoAndStop(2);
			};
		}
		function frame8(){
		}
		function frame9(){
			arrOptions = [328, 399];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn10.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn11.y = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame12(){
			arrOptions = [179, 286, 394];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn13.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn14.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn15.y = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame15(){
			arrOptions = [353, 423];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn16.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn17.y = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame18(){
			arrOptions = [248, 330, 412];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn7.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn19.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn24.y = arrOptions[0];
			bReturnedFromBridge = true;
		}
		function frame19(){
			arrOptions = [224, 293, 362, 431];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn20.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn21.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn22.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn23.y = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame23(){
		}
		function frame24(){
			arrOptions = [11, 400];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn25.x = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn26.x = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame26(){
			arrOptions = [280, 352, 424];
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn30.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			i = Math.floor((Math.random() * arrOptions.length));
			btn29.y = arrOptions[i];
			arrOptions.splice(i, 1);
			btn27.y = arrOptions[0];
		}
		function frame50(){
		}
		function frame52(){
		}

	}
}//package CYOA_fla 
Section 2
//moText_16 (CYOA_fla.moText_16)
package CYOA_fla {
	import flash.display.*;

	public dynamic class moText_16 extends MovieClip {

		public function moText_16(){
			addFrameScript(0, frame1);
		}
		function frame1(){
			stop();
		}

	}
}//package CYOA_fla 
Section 3
//introStartButton (introStartButton)
package {
	import flash.display.*;

	public dynamic class introStartButton extends MovieClip {

	}
}//package 
Section 4
//movie_mc (movie_mc)
package {
	import flash.display.*;

	public dynamic class movie_mc extends MovieClip {

	}
}//package

Library Items

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Instance Names

"fronttext"	Frame 1	Symbol 11 MovieClip
"btnLink1"	Frame 1	Symbol 15 MovieClip
"btnLink2"	Frame 1	Symbol 19 MovieClip
"loaded_txt"	Frame 1	Symbol 22 EditableText
"loader_mc"	Frame 1	Symbol 24 MovieClip {movie_mc}
"btnIntroStart"	Frame 1	Symbol 31 MovieClip {introStartButton}
"btn3"	Frame 2	Symbol 34 MovieClip
"btn6"	Frame 3	Symbol 42 MovieClip
"btn7"	Frame 3	Symbol 44 MovieClip
"btn4"	Frame 3	Symbol 46 MovieClip
"txt1"	Frame 3	Symbol 49 EditableText
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"btn5"	Frame 4	Symbol 54 MovieClip
"txt1"	Frame 6	Symbol 67 EditableText
"btn50"	Frame 6	Symbol 69 MovieClip
"btn8"	Frame 7	Symbol 74 MovieClip
"btn9"	Frame 7	Symbol 76 MovieClip
"btn18"	Frame 7	Symbol 78 MovieClip
"moText"	Frame 7	Symbol 81 MovieClip {CYOA_fla.moText_16}
"btn11"	Frame 9	Symbol 89 MovieClip
"btn10"	Frame 9	Symbol 91 MovieClip
"btn12"	Frame 11	Symbol 101 MovieClip
"btn14"	Frame 12	Symbol 107 MovieClip
"btn15"	Frame 12	Symbol 109 MovieClip
"btn13"	Frame 12	Symbol 111 MovieClip
"btn16"	Frame 15	Symbol 124 MovieClip
"btn17"	Frame 15	Symbol 126 MovieClip
"btn51"	Frame 17	Symbol 135 MovieClip
"btn7"	Frame 18	Symbol 140 MovieClip
"btn19"	Frame 18	Symbol 142 MovieClip
"btn24"	Frame 18	Symbol 144 MovieClip
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"btn21"	Frame 19	Symbol 153 MovieClip
"btn22"	Frame 19	Symbol 155 MovieClip
"btn52"	Frame 23	Symbol 167 MovieClip
"btn25"	Frame 24	Symbol 174 MovieClip
"btn26"	Frame 24	Symbol 176 MovieClip
"btn30"	Frame 26	Symbol 183 MovieClip
"btn29"	Frame 26	Symbol 185 MovieClip
"btn27"	Frame 26	Symbol 187 MovieClip
"btn55"	Frame 27	Symbol 167 MovieClip
"btn56"	Frame 29	Symbol 167 MovieClip
"btn53"	Frame 52	Symbol 167 MovieClip
"btn54"	Frame 53	Symbol 167 MovieClip

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