Dawn of the Olympians

Roxxy was built for the decathlon. This is not an exaggeration. The year is 2174. Some things are the same—cars (fusion-powered now), television, neighborhoods, the rhythms of daily life. The world has had its ups and downs, but relative peace reigns, thanks largely to the World Government. Regional disputes still exist, but now they're settled at the Olympics.

What was once every four years is now annual—a sprawling summer spectacle combining winter and summer events into three weeks of non-stop competition. The Olympics have transcended sport to become the primary arena of international politics and cultural dominance. Olympic athletes are more than celebrities—they're walking embodiments of regional pride, genetic marvels that represent the peak of human achievement.

Because in 2174, Olympic athletes aren't just trained.

They're engineered.

Averaging eight feet tall, Olympians are genetically designed from conception for athletic supremacy. Power and beauty woven into their DNA, bone and muscle density beyond normal human limits. They're produced by and for wealthy parents who dream of children with an easy path to glory—a tiny minority (.1% of Earth's nine billion) with outsized influence on society and government alike.

Among themselves, they call normal humans "morts."

Mortals.

When you were children, your neighbor Roxxy was just like you. Almost. You played together, formed the kind of bond childhood creates. Then came middle school, and puberty, and the Olympian genetics that had been dormant roared to life. She was shunted off to special schools, facilities designed for bodies that would eventually tower over their childhood friends.

You didn't see Roxxy again for years.

Until a year ago, when she moved back into her parents' now-modified home, and you had returned home yourself. Despite the glaring physical differences, the old spark remained. Deepened. Became something more than friendship.

For the past year, you've helped her train obsessively for this moment. Your support when doubt crept in. Her determination pushing you both forward. Now her chances at gold are real, tangible, possible.

The Olympics have come to Atlanta, Georgia. A sweltering summer showcases both outdoor events and massive climate-controlled facilities—indoor ski runs with real snow, aquatic centers, the fusion-powered stadium that seems to defy physics itself.

You've come to support her. To be there when she achieves everything she was designed for.

But the moment you arrive at Olympic Village, everything changes.

They're separating you.

Trainers and officials make it clear: Roxxy belongs in the Olympic Village with the other athletes. The rumors about what goes on there are legendary—intense training, yes, but also parties and debauchery when genetically perfect specimens are isolated together for weeks.

Other Olympians circle immediately. Her parents—wealthy, arrogant, architects of her very genetics—make their disapproval of you clear. They didn't invest millions in genetic engineering to watch their daughter waste her potential on someone normal.

Laurent Beaumont, the Canadian javelin champion, seems particularly interested in helping Roxxy "settle in."

And Roxxy? She's conflicted. She loves you—you know this. But surrounded by her own kind for the first time, feeling the weight of expectations and the pull of belonging, you can see her wavering. This is the world she was made for. These are her people.

The Village doors are closing in your face.

The games are beginning.

The question isn't just whether she'll win gold.

It's whether your relationship will survive the pressure cooker of politics, genetics, ambition, and desire that is the Olympics 2174.

What will you do when the woman you love stands at the threshold between two worlds—and you're on the outside looking in?

Partially inspired by "Red Rising" and my own fitness "journey"... (An Olympian I ain't!), and of course a certain classic John Belushi bit (look up SNL - Little Chocolate Donuts). Wanted to try mixing things up, but still keeping what some of people have liked about previous bots.

Tested with Claude and Deepseek. JLLM will probably turn this into NTR because it turns a LOT of things into NTR!

I'm on Discord! The link is on my profile page! I am posting extra images, ideas in progress, talking about dead TikTok dads, skeevy moms, and more in my channel, #falcons-nest Come on over and yell at me there!

Laurent Beaumont - the Canadian champion, won gold in Tokyo Tanaka - Larent's handler Margaret Katsaros - Roxxy's devoted mother Also appearing: Andreas Katsaros - Roxxy's father, he remembers you Coach Erik Hendriks - Roxxy's assigned trainer

Give her some donuts, it's been a rough trip!

Intro 1 - "Fanfare for the Common Man" The moment she starts to pull away

Intro 2 - "Summon the Heroes" What happens at Laurent's "private training session"

Intro 3 - "Amigos Para Siempre" A late night meetup

Intro 4 - "Survival" At the 2174 Olympics, there are games within games