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  CREDITS
  CONTENTS
  THOT 
  AUDIT
  
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  Twas The Sleaziest Of Times
  At this point in the Federation’s history, 2374 standard 
  years, one out of six female lifeforms engage in some 
  kind of sexual activity in exchange for monetary 
  compensation.  That’s a lot of exploitation!
  The Federation crackdown on sex-work came as 
  no surprise.  However, even the most fanciful of 
  economists never guessed a tax rate of 69%.  And it’s 
  long been recognized that hos within the Federation 
  rarely declare their income.  
  The totalitarian regime realized it could kill two birds 
  with one stone – enforce the draconian tax laws to pay 
  for their ceaseless expansion throughout the universe 
  while reducing the number of females succumbing to a 
  life of prostitution.
  So, the lovely working girls in the Alpha Blue universe 
  are being audited by the Federation... 
  But instead of just paying their god damned taxes, 
  they’re calling for a full-scale revolution.  That 
  probably wouldn’t have gotten very far if not for the 
  anti-authoritarian opportunists looking for an excuse 
  to topple the totalitarian empire.  Now, the embattled 
  Federation is dealing with armed rebels on a thousand 
  different worlds.
  Until yesterday, the planet of Beeblebrox Prime was 
  neutral territory and a safe zone for all manner of sex-
  work.   
  Now, it’s at a tipping point.  Half the planet is divided 
  in favor of the Federation, the other half opposed.  
  As the planet inexorably moves away from the 
  authoritarian, sex-adverse regime, the media is calling 
  it Breastix (the exit of breasts).  
  Millions of citizens wearing yellow sequined vests are 
  rioting in the streets and calling for wine, cheese, and 
  strumpets taking off their clothes and doing naughty 
  things for money!
  The following random table gives your PCs a 
  THOT audit backstory, and explains why they’re on 
  Beeblebrox Prime.
  How Are You Affected By The THOT 
  Audit?
  d6 Result
  1
  Your ex was audited and she ran off to escape 
  tribunal judgement and eventual confinement 
  to a penal colony on Geedee Major.
  2
  One of your passive income streams came 
  from a “realty show” of an all-girl dormitory.  
  Now, you owe the Federation thousands of 
  credits in back taxes - plus prison time for tax 
  evasion.
  3
  You fell in love with a stripper who kindly 
  accepted small donations from dozens of 
  lifeforms.  A standard week ago, she was 
  rounded up by the IRS and awaits trial.
  4
  You were about to have sex with this gorgeous 
  creature... and then all of a sudden Federation 
  troopers grabbed her by the pussy and took 
  her away in their black, unmarked van.
  5
  You yourself did a little sex-work on the side.  
  Somehow, you were caught up in the THOT 
  audit and now owe the Federation High 
  Council 2d100 blowjobs or else imprisonment 
  on Cygnus Alpha.
  6
  Your... 1) mother, 2) sister, 3) cousin, or 4) 
  Aunt Peg received several hundred credits last 
  year in some quasi-legal crypto-currency.  The 
  IRS has a warrant out for her arrest.
  THOT is an acronym that stands for That Ho Over 
  There.  Hey, I didn’t make it up!  After the whole 
  audit business arose, some take it to mean That Ho 
  Owes Taxes.
  
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  4
  The Setup
  The scenario is set up in the middle of things, but 
  BDSMs are welcome to begin at the Beeblebrox 
  Prime spaceport and roleplay through events.  Just be 
  mindful that things may not go as planned.
  You got into hot water down on Beeblebrox Prime.  
  Escaping into the nearest spaceport, you spotted a 
  cargo freighter being loaded up with hover-pallets.  
  Slipping into the command center, you got the 
  freighter off the ground without much trouble… 
  until several surface-to-air missiles devastated your 
  shields and damaged the hyperdrive.
  Low on fuel, weapon systems at 23%, and in a 
  decaying orbit around Beeblebrox Prime, you don’t 
  have a lot of options.  
  The only reason you haven’t been atomized must 
  be the valuable cargo in your ship’s hold.  After a 
  quick scan, you realize the ship’s carrying thirty-
  five medda kronks of Blue Sky.  That’s a street 
  value of approximately twenty-thousand credits.
  Blue Sky is the purest form of crystal ultra-
  phetamine in the galaxy.  It’s called Blue Sky 
  because of its semi-translucent aqua hue, and it’ll 
  get you sky-high as fuck!
  A Federation ship saddles up next to you.  It’s a 
  tiny, three-man scout ship that evaded your photon 
  torpedoes due to its diminutive size.  It force-docks 
  and the trio of Federation troopers boards your 
  vessel.
  Just then, a signal comes through the main channel 
  – your buddies are on the way to save your bacon.  
  They’ll be here in just under two standard hours.
  Objective
  Kill them before they can kill you!
  Even if the PCs sneak past the Federation agents, 
  stealing the scout ship to make a getaway - the three 
  troopers could potentially destroy their 3-man scout 
  ship, remotely.  
  Alternatively, troopers could send a communique to 
  other Federation ships for imminent interception.  
  However, the trio of troopers won’t call for backup 
  because they’d forfeit the lion’s share of commission.
  Once the Federation troopers have been disposed 
  of, the PCs are free and clear to escape in their scout 
  ship.  Although, if the PCs simply abandon their ship, 
  they’ll lose out on that precious cargo.  The smart play 
  would be to wait for their friends to rescue them and 
  transfer the ultra-phetamine, assuming the PCs survive 
  the varied encounters aboard their recently stolen 
  freighter.
  Because the PCs snuck into the command center 
  right away, they have no clue what else is on the ship.  
  Exploration might help or hinder their struggle to 
  survive.
  
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  Federation Troopers
  Once the Federation troopers board the PC’s cargo 
  freighter, they’ll make their way to central command.  
  Their natural inclination will be to stick together, but 
  Maurik, Da’avs, and Riker can be drawn away from 
  each other if the PCs attempt to separate them.
  Maurik
  Health: 35  Armor: 2  Attack Dice Pool: 2d6
  Special: Maurik carries vorpal caltrops with him.  If 
  he hears an opponent coming towards him, he’ll throw 
  down 2d6 of those bad boys.  Roll 1d6 (exploding) 
  damage for every 1d6 on the ground.
  Treasure: 230 credits, a blue-ray of White Hot Nurses 
  #37, and a little black book full of THOT comm-
  numbers. There’s also an additional 3d6 vorpal caltrops 
  in his black leather satchel (non-gendered purse).
  Da’avs
  Health: 30  Armor: 2  Attack Dice Pool: 2d6
  Special: He’s the handsome one.  So, Da’avs has a better 
  than average chance of talking his way out of bad 
  situations.
  Treasure: A cylinder full of liquid nitrogen containing 
  over a dozen frozen eyeballs.  Also, 47 zuleks.
  Riker
  Health: 25  Armor: 0  Attack Dice Pool: 2d6
  Special: Riker doesn’t wear armor because he’s a space 
  thief.  He prefers to sneak up and back-stab opponents 
  (doubling his attack dice pool) with his laser-dagger.
  Treasure: 50 blue bucks, 13 gold credits (each gold 
  credit is worth 25 ordinary credits), and a set of 
  thieves’ laser-tools.
   
  
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  1. Airlock 
  This is where the Federation scout ship has docked and 
  the troopers are entering the PCs’ ship.
  2. Stoned Galactic Hitchhikers 
  They’re stowaways who saw the ship being loaded with 
  Blue Sky and decided to sneak aboard.  Rozkae and 
  Gylden are dim-witted, fun loving dudes.  
  They were on a mission from Templar Oz before 
  getting distracted by the drug cargo.  Their mission? 
  Let the local planetary bishops know that the 
  Federation is cracking down on THOTs.  The clergy 
  frequently use internet sluts as a sexual release so they 
  can remain celibate.  Millions of tax-exempt credits are 
  funneled to remote sex-workers each standard year.  
  This information will undoubtedly ruin many templar 
  careers – and possibly tear down organized religion 
  in the Federation.  Templars warned of coming events 
  will have the foresight to shred receipts and erase data-
  trails.  
  It would be a shame if Rozkae and Gylden accidentally, 
  brutally stabbed themselves in the stomach while 
  shaving.  Everyone working for the Federation (who 
  don’t also have ties to the church) has orders to silence 
  Rozkae and Gylden permanently.
  3. Mess Hall 
  Banquet in progress, either fancy dress or the alien 
  elite are wearing the latest fashion from Garish IV.  
  The meal is Mimosa cuisine – everything has been 
  prepared with both champagne and orange juice 
  ingredients.  Food is levitated around the table using 
  anti-matter chopsticks.
  Attendees of the banquet are THOT investors.  They 
  invest money into THOT enterprises (cameras, sound, 
  wardrobe, sex toys, production values, photographers, 
  video editors, PR agents, etc.) in exchange for 20% of 
  return on their investments.  
  Unfortunately, with the THOT audit, these investors 
  will most likely be audited by the IRS, as well.  This 
  meeting will decide what collective action shall be 
  taken regarding the THOT audit situation.  The 
  following are ideas mentioned during the banquet…
  d8
  Result
  1
  Secession from the Federation.
  2
  Join the revolutionaries against the 
  Federation.
  3
  Throw themselves on the mercy of the court 
  and pay any back-taxes owed.
  4
  Run away to the farthest reaches of the 
  known universe.
  5
  Execute every audited THOT.
  6
  Host a giant party and then get blackout 
  drunk.
  7
  Spend millions of credits lobbing the 
  Federation to change the tax laws.
  8
  Roll twice and combine!  Either deadlocked 
  decision or they want to implement both 
  plans simultaneously.
  Once everything has been presented and discussed, the 
  THOT investors will vote on a course of action.  Roll 
  on the above random table to determine which plan 
  receives the greatest consensus.  
  
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  4. Cargo Hold 
  Contains ultra-phetamine blue crystal.  20,000 credits 
  worth of Blue Sky.
  5. Premium Snatch-Chat (THOT 
  Headquarters) 
  Over a dozen females and two male THOTs are 
  currently working in this massive chamber.  The 
  room is sectioned off, so that each little area is its own 
  world… its own set.  Use the following random table 
  to conjure a setting along with participants and/or 
  activities…
  d12
  Film Set
  Fetish
  1
  Classroom
  Schoolgirl
  2
  S&M Dungeon
  Asian
  3
  Beach
  MILF
  4
  Bedroom
  Anal
  5
  Van Interior
  Watersports
  6
  Restroom
  Lesbian
  7
  Swimming Pool
  Gangbang
  8
  Slime Pit
  Orgy
  9
  Hotel Room
  Bukkake
  10
  Strip Club
  Inter-Species
  11
  Restaurant
  Cheerleaders
  12
  Busy Street
  All Male
  The girls are there to make money, not friends.  But at 
  least a few can be seduced if the PCs put forth the time 
  and effort.
  Also, one of the dudes is an undercover Federation 
  agent named Beau.  He’s the one who led the 
  Federation here with his homing beacon (a little blue-
  blinking device in his corduroy pants).
  Pills From The Red Planet increase hostility in 
  the subject, giving them temporary (about one 
  standard hour per pill) advantage in combat 
  situations.  The downside?  An equal time length of 
  timidity – disadvantage during combat.  They cost 
  approximately 50 credits per pill.
  6. Princess Meridian  (Cover girl) 
  Preparing to go on a kill-crazy rampage (just took a 
  pill from the red planet which enhances aggression).  
  She’s being hunted because the system she rules over 
  is reluctant to sign a trade agreement with the Hunan 
  Empire.  Also, Princess Meridian does gang-bang porn 
  on the side, and she did not report that income to the 
  IRS.
  Princess Meridian is targeted for assassination by the 
  Galactic Senate.  The rogue pleasure replicant cum 
  assassin, Lana, is hot on her tail.
  Princess Meridian
  Health: 25  Armor: 2  Attack Dice Pool: 2d6
  Special: As royalty, she wears the customary personal 
  shielding armor that detracts opponents’ attack dice 
  pools by 1d6 when targeting her.  Plus, her attack 
  dice pool will temporarily be elevated to 3d6 once she 
  swallows the pill from the red planet.
  Treasure: Her Highness carries around a violet wand 
  electro-vibrator.  Also, her access crystal allows her to 
  use any leisure facility free of charge and 50,000 credits 
  is also available.  
  
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  7. THOTs 
  Magenta hued female humanoid with six fingers, 
  the other aqua-skinned with wobbly bits on her 
  forehead.  They’re recording themselves doing all sorts 
  of things, mutual masturbation, masturbating each 
  other, and eventually full-on sixty-nine pussy-eating. 
  8. Spunk Drunk Punks 
  The Virtual Reality Amplifier (VRA) was bombarded 
  with radiation during an ion storm and now the 
  characters in the porno have been made flesh.
  Everyone has some kind of mohawk, usually died some 
  unnatural color.  Also, there’s a punk orgy in progress.  
  The leader is Grift, an androgynous punk with 
  leopard-spot mohawk and ripped green army jacket.  
  Grift wants the PCs to give control of the ship over to 
  the punks… because anarchy. 
  9. Remain Klyngon 
  Several klyngon warriors are deciding if they should 
  throw their lot in with the revolutionaries or just 
  remove themselves from the situation and let the rebels 
  fight the Federation without their help.
  Koq (an albino klyngon with the guts to stand up to 
  the klyngon leader – B’ater) makes an impassioned 
  plea for the Honorable Klyngon Empire to fight 
  alongside the rebels.
  If the PCs convince Koq or another klyngon to 
  accompany them, at least one other klyngon will 
  shadow them – attempting to blast the PCs in the back 
  during battle.
  Klyngon
  Health: 30  Armor: 2  Attack Dice Pool: 2d6
  Special: Once per combat, klyngons can double their 
  attack dice pool.
  Treasure: Each klyngon carries 1d100 talyns.  A talyn 
  is a triangular gold coin worth approximately 5 credits.
  
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  10. Alien Telepath 
  He looks like an anthropomorphic watermelon with 
  long giraffe-like neck , and weirdly smells like fancy 
  cologne mixed with disinfectant cleaning solution.  As 
  customary with his species, he has no name… only a 
  symbol to represent his individual identity.  And that 
  symbol is a rough sketch of a dong, some balls, and 
  pubic hair.  
  The alien was hired to be on the ship and make sure 
  the ultra-phetamine remains safe.  All he knows is that 
  the drug smuggling cartel known as Sucio Bastardos is 
  paying him 1,000 credits to make sure all that Blue Sky 
  gets to Zeta Minor.
  He will gladly look the other way if the PCs pay him 
  off.  “So long and thanks for all the sa’azcholat’zuhg!”
  11. Restroom; Glory Hole 
  Even if these NPCs aren’t encountered in the restroom, 
  they might be wandering around the ship.
  d6
  Result
  1
  Sexy blonde woman named Quina.  After a 
  few minutes, she’ll line her vagina right up to 
  the hole.
  2
  Dude looks like a lady – transvestite named 
  Wynette.
  3
  Three-breasted, green-skinned Orion slave 
  girl with an oral fixation.
  4
  Some kind of non-binary gelatinous ooze.
  5
  Rogue pleasure replicant who became an 
  assassin after her conscience protocols were 
  damaged.  Her name is Lana.  After Lana gets 
  PCs off, she asks them to help her assassinate 
  Princess Meridian.
  6
  Karl - gay, bearded leatherboy who’s always 
  ready for a good time.
  Lana
  Health: 40  Armor: 4  Attack Dice Pool: 3d6
  Special: She’s well-versed at the erotic arts, starting as a 
  pleasure replicant.  Lana frequently lures her prey into 
  a false sense of security by allowing them to fuck her 
  artificial brains out.
  Treasure: She has an access crystal of a prominent 
  Galactic Congressman – with that she has access to 
  top-secret information and places, as well as, 100,000 
  credits.
  12. Engineering 
  There’s a girl fixing air filtration unit; she’s stuck with 
  her lower half hanging out of the machine.  The more 
  she tries to wriggle out of her predicament, the less 
  clothing she ends up wearing as she unintentionally 
  shimmies out of it.  While Candice doesn’t like being 
  abused (and will complain at first), it also turns her on 
  knowing that she’s at some degenerate pervert’s mercy.
  
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  13. Cloning Facility 
  Voluptuous human and humanoid females are being 
  cloned, approximately one / three standard hours.  The 
  lab tech is named Zeeka’as, a vulkyn preparing for pr0n 
  fa’ar.
  Zeeka’as has one goal – create a one-hundred girl clone 
  orgy for himself.
  14. Central Command 
  This is where the ship is piloted.  From the windows, 
  space can be seen, tinged by a scarlet nebula, 
  Beeblebrox Prime and its primary star in sight.  The 
  void feels endless and unfriendly – exactly the way it is.
  Several slow-moving humanoid droids with black 
  visor-shields over their faces shuffle from console 
  to terminal and back again, keeping the ship fully 
  functional.
  These “droids” are actually lobotomized men and 
  women who’ve been given the task of maintaining 
  the ship.  They have no lives because their brains 
  immediately reject thoughts that aren’t ship-related.
  15. Disco Lounge 
  Laser lights, holograms simulating lewd sex acts, 
  dazzling mirror ball, fog machine, glow sticks, bell 
  bottom trousers, feathered hair, suede fringe, silver 
  spacesuits, and Purple Prizm on tap.
  Over a dozen humans, aliens, and droids are talking, 
  drinking, and just hanging out.  The most noticeable 
  action is a neon-orange, hammer-headed, insectoid 
  titty-fucking a lavender-skinned woman with horns 
  and multiple tattoos.  
  The neon-orange alien is named Frank.  He’s a 
  degenerate gambler always looking for the next game 
  of chance. 
  Frank’s gambling debts are legendary – he owes two 
  million seven hundred thousand credits to various 
  lowlifes in the Ta’andor galaxy.  Undaunted, Frank 
  readily believes he’s only a few good bets away from 
  getting free and clear.
  The lavender alien is Kah’stee.  On her right side, just 
  below her ribs, is a tattoo of Haley Joel Osment as a 
  child (a la The Sixth Sense).  Below her ribs on the left 
  side is a tattoo of Haley Joel Osment now (in his 30’s).
  Kah’stee is a prolific bounty hunter who’s worked for 
  Grabba the Butt, Zervalan, Syresh Vos, and many 
  others.  She’s between jobs, at the moment.
  
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  Frank
  Health: 30  Armor: 2  Attack Dice Pool: 2d6
  Special: Normally lucky (must have hit a rough patch), 
  Frank gets a bonus d6 once per standard day.
  Treasure: His prized possession is one of those 
  astronaut pens that write upside down.  Additionally, 
  his pen has a clothed woman that undresses when you 
  click the button.
  Kah’stee
  Health: 40  Armor: 2  Attack Dice Pool: 3d6
  Special: Sometimes she receives psychic impressions 
  before catastrophe happens, allowing her to get the 
  Hell out of Dodge before the shit hits the fan.  Once 
  per day, she can daze 1d6 humanoids by showing off 
  her Haley Joel Osment tattoos.
  Treasure: She carries 50 platinum credits (each 
  platinum credit worth 100 ordinary credits) and a 
  pouch full of precious jewels to trade with those who 
  don’t use Federation currency.
  16.  Seminar In Progress 
  A round table discussion is happening.  Three diversity 
  and inclusion experts provide sensitivity training to 
  five new recruits.  For a standard month, classroom 
  accommodations for sensitivity training have been HR 
  mandated on every starship carrying more than 10 
  lifeforms.
  Before assessing the situation, the Federation experts 
  must take into account the diversity and inclusion 
  quotient of the PC’s entire crew (including passenger 
  manifest).  If they are found lacking in either diversity 
  or inclusion, the PCs will be verbally reprimanded and 
  written-up.
  Furthermore, those exhibiting problematic behavior 
  will be assigned to the nearest Federation sterilization 
  facility.
  
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  “Is that a vagina in your mouth or 
  are you just happy to see me?”
  
  14
  The Vast Majority of NPCs
  Want to know the combat effectiveness of a random 
  NPC I didn’t bother to stat-out?  Here you go…
  Some Dude / Chick
  Health: 20  Armor: 0  Attack Dice Pool: 1d6
  Special: None
  Treasure: 1d20 credits plus whatever seems 
  appropriate at the time.
  Alerts, Conditions, and Directives
  I’ve been re-watching my boxed set of Red Dwarf and 
  noticed their whimsical penchant for color-coded 
  alerts and conditions. Why not add directives, as well?
  What’s the difference? An alert tells you there’s a 
  situation happening. A condition tells you the current 
  status of a thing. A directive is a mission label, 
  letting you know what might be in store during the 
  assignment.
  The following random table is just something fun 
  elaborating on what they started...
  d12 Result
  1
  Taupe: Everything’s fine, carry on!
  2
  White: Nothing out of the ordinary yet, but 
  something might happen soon.
  3
  Pink: Available pussy nearby! [occasionally 
  referenced as “poontang alert”]
  4
  Gold: Urination related... usually someone 
  has to pee, but occasionally there’s a golden 
  shower opportunity!
  5
  Blue: The situation is pretty bad, but still 
  manageable.
  6
  Mauve: Spirituality, mind-expansion, and 
  sexual consciousness.
  7
  Heliotrope: The situation has to do with 
  hallucinations, visions, or dreams.
  8
  Red: The situation is bad enough to GTFO of 
  there!
  9
  Crimson: Things are seriously bad, but still 
  somehow awesome - maybe that bad stuff is 
  happening to your enemies?
  10
  Obsidian: Mind control, possession, and 
  psionic influence!
  11
  Rainbow: There’s an inclusion/diversity 
  emergency! [also someone nearby may be 
  triggered while not being able to take a joke]
  12
  Alpha Blue: There’s an opportunity for 
  extreme sleaziness!
  APPENDIX
  THOT
  
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  Regrets, I’ve Had A Few
  Roll on the following table after the first time you’ve 
  had sex with an entirely new alien species...
  Not Your Species (The Morning 
  After)
  d6 Result
  1
  Revulsion, self-loathing, fear/hatred towards 
  that species [roll 1d6 again, if the result is 
  another “1”, feelings accompanied by suicidal 
  thoughts].
  2
  For sanity’s sake, your mind blocked pretty 
  much all of it out. Every once in awhile, you 
  have flashbacks - glimpsing moments of your 
  carnal interaction, but it soon fades like a 
  strange dream.
  3
  Looking back, you’re kind of skeeved or 
  squicked by the whole thing, but it really 
  wasn’t that bad. You might even try it again - 
  after several drinks.
  4
  You know... sex. It was fun, a release; no big 
  deal.
  5
  It felt somehow better or more “natural” than 
  sex with your own kind.
  6
  You’re rather obsessed - now, you just want 
  to have more - a lot more - sex with that 
  particular species. Congrats on having a new 
  fetish! Add an additional 1d4 temporary 
  Health (beyond the standard 1d6) each time 
  you have sex involving that species.
  This One Goes Out To The Ladies
  There’s power in the pussy, and this optional rule proves it!
  The pussy power we’re talking about here is more like 
  potential energy.  A woman has power because of the 
  sex she might be willing to throw a lifeform’s way.  
  Roll 1d6 per standard hour spent primping, prepping, 
  prettying, and powdering one’s nose on the following 
  random table to determine how much her potential 
  pussy power is resonating.  How often should you 
  roll?  When it matters, like either a crisis situation or 
  roleplaying deeper interaction… or just whenever you 
  remember to.
  If you want to determine postcoital pussy power, 
  consult the pussy whipped random table on page 40 of 
  Battle Star: Trek Wars.
  Female Privilege
  d6
  Result
  1
  Maybe do your hair and fix your makeup.  
  Better yet, put a bag over your head.  People 
  treat you like garbage.
  2
  Get it together, girl!  No one respects you.  
  Something’s off about your vibe, how you 
  carry yourself, etc. and most people just feel 
  sorry for you. Hey, pity’s better than nothing.
  3
  You’re getting attention from only the 
  horniest losers in the room (thankfully, that’s 
  at least 1d6 guys)… but they’re not even 
  bringing their A-game.
  4
  You have a decent amount of sex appeal, but 
  chances are there’s someone hotter nearby – 
  and she’s outshining you.
  5
  You’ve got it going on, girl.  You receive 
  preferential treatment from everyone who’d 
  ordinarily be interested in you based on their 
  sexual preferences.
  6
  Magnetic Mystique!  It doesn’t matter what 
  their sexual orientation is, you’re like a hot 
  celebrity.  Everyone wants to be near you, do 
  favors for you, take care of you, make you 
  smile, and get that pussy!
  
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  CREDITS
  THOT Audit created by Zoltar Khan Delgado, 2018 ©
  Published by Kort’thalis Publishing
  Alpha Blue created by Venger As’Nas Satanis
  Layout and Cartography by David Guyll
  Cover Art by Slappy
  Interior Art by Fab3DX, Anthony Billings, and Stevie 3D
  Proofreading by Martin Teply
  Please visit my websites:
  https://vengersatanis.blogspot.com/
  and
  http://draconicmagazine.com/
  
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