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 Warning: This story is unsuitable for minors and contains explicit
descriptions of sexual activity considered taboo (and illegal) in most (if
not all) jurisdictions.  If such activity offends you, please DO NOT read
any further.  I do not condone any illegal activity and stress that this
work is fiction, fantasy, and in no way meant to reflect reality.  Sexual
abuse of minors is a very serious issue and I encourage anyone tempted to
engage in such behavior to seek help immediately.

   This story is going to meander in a variety of ways and will address a
variety of kinks.  As such, I will try and include a brief description of
which kinds of acts will be happening at the beginning of each chapter so
readers will know what to avoid.
Title: Collin in CummyLand

   Last Updated: 2/12/18

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   Without further ado...

   Collin was a precocious twelve-year-old living a normal life in a normal
town.  Neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short, Collin was nonetheless
described by all as "cute as a button" and it was said that he would grow
up to be a "ladykiller." With his sparkling blue eyes and his wavy blond
hair, he was the center of many schoolgirl (and quite a few schoolboy)
crushes.  Being totally innocent, though, he had no knowledge or interest
in sex.  Instead, he liked to play Knights and Dragons in the backyard with
his friends or build up a campfire and tell spooky twelve-year-old
appropriate ghost stories.  His vivid imagination led him through many
adventures and Collin was happy as any child could be.  He also loved his
family, enjoyed school, and was looking forward to the new Call of Duty
that was set to be released several months hence.

   Then, one day, Collin was in his large backyard when he noticed
something strange.  "Hey!" he thought to himself, "the big oak tree looks
different!"

   Indeed it did.  As Collin approached, he realized that a large root,
which had normally laid across the ground, had somehow become deformed and
a mysterious hole had opened up beyond.  It was dark and a little
foreboding but Collin had the sudden urge to crawl in and explore.

   [Reader: Now is the first of many times when you get to decide what
happens next.  You can either take the A route (which always continues the
story) or the B route (which always ends the story).  It's your choice!]

   [StorySplit A/B)

   PrologueA (Continue the Story).

   Collin looked back at his house and decided to chance it.  Sure, he
might get a little dirty or there might be some bugs in the hole but the
adventure was surely worth it, right?  Giggling to himself, he got down on
all fours and carefully picked his way into the dark beyond.  The first few
steps went well, despite Collin's lack of vision, but at some point, as the
light behind him began to fade, Collin's hand found nothing solid beneath
it and the boy, giving a gasp of surprise, fell forward.

   And fell.  And fell.  And fell.  Deep deep deep into the darkness.

   PrologueB (End the Story).

   "I'd better not chance it," Collin thought to himself.  No sense in
getting dirty.  Plus, this sort of thing didn't work out for Alice.  With a
smirk, Collin headed back inside for a glass of lemonade and to sit down
and play the current release of Call of Duty.  Days later, when he
remembered to look, the mysterious hole in the oak had disappeared.