Nighthowler 2, Ep. 1
#1 of CYOA: Nighthowler 2
Heya all,
It's time once again for a Choose Your Own Adventure, featuring Judy Hopps in the role of Nighthowler, her vigilante alter-ego. After the sticky ending of Session 1, Session 2 we're keeping the stakes high by returning to the start, allowing all manner of mischief and mishaps to play out fresh once again. The first attempt was really more of a proof of concept experiment, a pilot, to see how I could manage an "endless" CYOA.
Each session is intended to be a single stand-alone experience, its own timeline, to allow for far-reaching and life-changing consequences. It lasts up to the point of a victory - reaching the end of a pathway to solve a case, or a defeat - where Nighthowler is thoroughly dominated, exhausted, or put in an inescapable or unsolvable circumstance. At that point, the final poll will be to start a new session or to rewind back to a previous post.
Milestones reached in a session offer modifiers for the start of the next session, like unlockable in a videogame. This includes different outfits or world modifiers.
The shower door slides open, a warm humid haze spilling out onto the tile floor. Judy Hopps steps out, grabbing a small towel and rubbing it through her damp fur before she can start to drip. She takes a deep, satisfied, breath. Nothing better than a shower after a day of hard work.
She'd finished her shift at the Zootopia Police Department, though rather than heading home she'd discreetly made her way downtown. A cheap apartment nestled in an old tower block, secretly rented from someone that didn't ask questions. The perfect spot for a secret headquarters.
There were some things a police officer couldn't do to aid the citizens of Zootopia. Judy Hopps had a reputation to maintain; as the force's first rabbit officer and a local hero, the image of the ZPD rested atop her shoulders. Sometimes it was stifling. Her first big case had seen her resign from the force, bringing Bellweather to justice off the books. Free, independent, unconstrained. What if she could feel that again? Hang up her identity, operate without the weight of fame and responsibility. At first the idea had seemed ridiculous. She couldn't just put on a mask and costume, run out into the streets, and help people - could she?
And so, Nighthowler - her alter ego - was born. It started small. Little ways to help people while not being recognised. But the more she did, the better freedom felt. It was thrilling, doing things that Judy Hopps would never be allowed to do. The risk of being caught had her heart pounding, operating alone and vulnerable in the riskiest of situations. Her costume got tighter, glossier, more - revealing. The situations she threw herself into became more risqué. Nighthowler found a way to help Zootopia's citizens and apprehend villains in a way a police officer never could. Judy Hopps had needs. The city had _needs. _brought them together.
Drying herself off with a towel, Judy walks nude into the living room. The blinds are drawn and the lights dimmed, bathing her in shadow. A cork board hangs from a wall, coloured pins connecting photographs and notes with pieces of string. Printouts cover the coffee table, bathed in the flickering glow of a muted TV playing the news. From the counter, she picks up a small rectangular case and clicks it open. Inside, folded carefully on padded fabric, is a thin strip of deep purple silk with two holes for eyes; her mask.
It's time to get to work.
[1] The bitter chill of Tundra Town's Industrial District is the perfect place for hiding villainous schemes. An anonymous tip and some careful sleuthing draws Nighthowler's interest to something nefarious going on amongst the shadowy factories and quiet warehouses. Better wrap up warm!
[2] The Downtown Red Light District is one of Nighthowler's personal favourites. Nowhere else holds as much fun and freedom or as many citizens in need. Besides, who knows what might be going on behind the curtains, maybe a vigilante ought' to poke around?
[3** ***]* Wet and wild with a risk of rain; the ** Rainforest District ** is equal parts beautiful and dangerous. Its untamed wilds are home to some of Zootopia's most secretive spots be they exotic bars and clubs high in the treetops or secret lairs nestled deep in the mountains.
[ **A**** ] The Nighthowler Costume**. A form fitting shirt and shorts made of navy-blue latex, with sleek elbow-length gloves and knee-high stockings with padded toes. Her waist and belly is completely exposed. The outfit wraps her body like a flexible second skin. A translucent window of stretchy latex covers her nethers, leaving nothing to the imagination and making it very apparent Nighthowler is a _different _kind of hero. The perfect outfit for sneaking around in the shadows, interacting with the public, and over-the-top heroics.
[ **B**** ] White Claw** Catsuit. Smooth black leather from neck to toe, hugging the body tightly. Simple, yet elegant. A single zipper runs the length of its front, from neck to crotch - just beneath her tail. Smart black gloves cover the paws, ensuring she'll never leave a fingerprint. The very same outfit worn by the villainous wildcat dominatrix White Claw.
[ **C**** ] Zootopia Police Department Uniform. **A breathable blue neoprene shirt and dark blue pants, topped with a lightweight protective vest bearing a golden ZPD badge, lightweight forearm and ankle protectors, and durable kneepads. Perfect for a cop on the beat, but is it right for a masked vigilante?
**[Modifiers
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**[X] None. **No modifiers for this session.
[!] Sabotaged Condoms. A criminal gang operating out of the Downtown Red Light District flooded the market with low-quality condoms, indistinguishable from real deal. Condoms will be more fragile, especially at the point of orgasm.
Don't want to comment? Click the link on each option to visit a Strawpoll, where you'll be able to vote quickly and anonymously. New? Check out Session 1. Want something more story formatted? Try Nighthowler's first short story or her longer second!