Hey, Scanner Emily here. I'm going away for a few days to have titanium put in my wrist and mope around my apartment on painkillers. But I hope you'll help me with a little something while I'm gone that will be fun for the whole family and give me something really great to read when I'm back: community erotica, written by you. A telephone-game-choose-your-own-adventure hybrid, I'm going to start a story, and I want you to finish it in the comments section (remember, you can post anonymously).
So it begins...
Betsey was a busty girl, with pale skin, wide hips, a soft belly, and buttery blonde hair, cut into a precise chin-length bob—the only hair she groomed perfectly. When her roommate would leave the apartment, Betsey liked to play her Rolling Stones records and dance naked in front of the full-length mirror in the kitchen, while drinking cheap whiskey from a flask encased in leather.
WAIT! Before you post:
I know sometimes comments take a while to show up, but please try to build your part of the story on the part that came before. If that doesn't always work out, it might make the story even better. If Betsey's grocery delivery is interrupted by a purple people eater, we'll work with that.
Please also limit your contributions to one paragraph. You can post more than once, just not consecutively.
Be as ridiculous as you wish, as long as you think it works in the plot.
Nasty comments that are not part of the story will be deleted. By me. So there.
Have fun.
Okay, to get you back in the mood:
Betsey was a busty girl, with pale skin, wide hips, a soft belly, and buttery blonde hair, cut into a precise chin-length bob—the only hair she groomed perfectly. When her roommate would leave the apartment, Betsey liked to play her Rolling Stones records and dance naked in front of the full-length mirror in the kitchen, while drinking cheap whiskey from a flask encased in leather.