A story you read stays on its side of the page. A clickstory doesn’t.
It looks simple enough: a passage of text, and at the bottom, two or three choices, rendered as clickable links. You pick one. The story continues. You pick again. But something has already happened that doesn’t happen when you read.
You chose.
And now you’re inside it. This is the difference between erotica you observe and erotica you inhabit.
In a novel, desire happens to someone else. In a clickstory, it happens to you — because you are the one deciding.
Whether you submit or resist. What you allow. How far you let it go …
The narrative notices you. It remembers.
By the time your reckoning comes, you’ve earned whatever it brings. And, then, right after, you can go back and do it all again, but differently.
We hope you like erotic stories. With a clickstory, you’re in one.
The site visitor is intrigued, but curious about what depravities lie in store.