{if game_started = true}Deep in the Ranthambore jungle in India is a secret village, the Academy and a mysterious temple. The village is the home of o...ly a few hundred or so people. The lives of the villagers is simple for their sole purpose is to teach and train the tributes that are housed in the Academy. The tributes came from various countries to the Academy every year, in hopes of staving off world-wide disaster. You are one of the 937 tributes currently housed at the Academy.The Academy. "Let me alone," she protested, trying to keep her voice calm andsteady. "I'm not doing anything." She moved backwards, away from thecrowd and from the courthouse.The men kept coming. One sounded through his mask like he waschuckling. The other reached out with his free hand, ready to grab herwhen they were close enough.Her eyes darted about. No one seemed to be watching. "I think that'senough." She whispered the words of the spell that she had beenprepping for some twenty minutes... just. Totally, against my conscience, I picked up Lisa’s thong and put it in my face. I took a long and deep breath. I was rewarded by a very strong smell of pussy. It was tantalising, and my cock started stirring in my boxers. I took another breath, and my mind went bonkers. I developed an imaginary but vivid picture of Lisa’s pussy. It was covered by a thick layer of neatly trimmed dark hair. The outer lips were full, inner lips thin and soft, protruding and hanging out a bit, looking like. I sometimes wished I could be there instead of here in the real world.Now, knowing that I may not be alone in this matter, I decided to create a device that would allow people to enter these, sort of, pocket dimensions that would allow them to enter their favorite programs and interact with their favorite characters. To be a part of those stories. It’s a very, let’s say, interesting idea I had. One that nobody thought would work.It didn’t. At least, not in the way I thought it would. When.