If you had told Max Shelton just a month ago that in just a few short weeks he would stop a school shooting, get awarded an unlimited free-use sex pass, and go on to fuck his teachers and his bully’s mom—not to mention his own mom numerous times—he’d laugh you out of the room. If you had added that he’d also be dating the most popular girl at school, he would have had you committed. But that is the reality for Max. The ne...

Max and Lindsay walk home together, their fingers intertwined as if trying to keep reality at bay. The sun is setting, casting a warm glow over the suburban street, making their shadows stretch out like lovers in a romantic movie. To say it was a whirlwind day would be an understatement. Yet for Max Shelton, the recent recipient of a rare unlimited free-use sex pass granted by the government as a reward for thwarting a sc...

CHAPTER 2 Free-use Highschool Hero: The Adventures of Max (Chapter 2) In the wild aftermath of his mother's reluctant submission, his blowjob at the checkout counter of his local grocery store with a real life "Karen" and the shocking classroom display with his English teacher, Mrs. Perkins, 18-year-old Max Shelton was riding high. As the rare recipient of an unlimited free use sex pass for his bravery in preventing a sch...

"You're not seriously considering it, are you?" Max Shelton’s best friend, Jake, leaned over the lunch table, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and excitement. Max shoved a fry into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully before responding. "It's a free pass, man. How do I not consider it?" Jake's grin grew as he leaned closer, whispering, "You know it's like winning the lottery, right? But with boobs!" The cafeteria's cacophony...

The car ride to the airport was a pattern of tension, with 18-year-old Bobby Smith's every move met by his mom's sharp tongue. "Bobby, did you remember the snacks?" "Bobby, did you remember your toothbrush?" Her frustration was palpable, a testament to his perpetual ineptitude. "We're going to miss the exit," Michelle yelled, her eyes glued to the road ahead as she maneuvered their minivan through the bustling airport tra...

Eighteen-year-old Matt squinted into the glowing afternoon sun, his eyes adjusting to the stark contrast as he stepped out from the shade of the poolside snack bar. The chlorine scent of the water washed over him, mingling with the sweet coconut of sunscreen and the faint waft of barbecue from somewhere nearby. His skin felt sticky with the combination of heat and sweat, and his eyes scanned the bustling pool area, lookin...