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: 3/28/17

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Without further ado...

Prologue

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 lay 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 PrologueA/PrologueB)


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.

Collin lived the rest of his life, forever wondering what he had
missed by not going down that hole.