A Postcard for a Guinea Pig

I was dreaming about Meera. She was sitting in front of me, looking at me with those big brown eyes of hers. Her smile was wide and full of love and warmth. She leaned forward and kissed me softly, her soft lips parting slightly to allow my tongue access to her mouth. Her eyes filled with lust as she moved back and leaned toward my cock, taking it into her warm mouth.

It felt so real! I could feel Meera's tongue swirling around my shaft while she sucked it.

I woke up with a start only to find myself in front of my naked step-sister, looking at me with a frown. My blanket had been pushed away and my dick was hard and wet.

"What the fuck!" I yelled, sitting up quickly.

"I didn't want to wake you up but I had to brush my teeth..." She said, shrugging.

"Shit..." I muttered, trying to calm myself down. This would quickly become annoying. Sure, I certainly liked the idea of my super hot step-sister blowing me, but her doing it without asking whenever she needed to brush her teeth was a bit too much.

"Are you done?" I asked, clearing my throat.

"No..." She replied with a pout. "You didn't cum yet."

"Yeah well I guess that's still good enough." I said with a sigh.

"You know what dentists say, bro." She insisted, rolling her eyes. "I should brush my teeth until you cum."

"What?" I exclaimed as I looked at her.

"That's what they always say." She explained. "To make sure to get rid of all the food particles stuck in the teeth."

"Right..." I mumbled. "Well that's fine and all but I gotta get dressed so it will have to do for now."

She groaned and stood up, going back to her bedroom.

"Until I cum?" I repeated once alone. It seemed the app had made her believe that not only was it normal for her to blow me to brush her teeth, but that making me cum was a required part of the process. Thinking about it got me hard again but I quickly jumped out of bed and did my best to clear my mind. I was coming to terms with the fact I would end up brainwashing my family but I wanted to think things through to avoid making the kind of stupid decisions I made the previous night. Now that I knew that purchasing an action would lock the trade for an entire day, I needed to be sure of what I was doing before using the app again.

I got dressed and served myself some breakfast.

While grabbing myself a bowl and a spoon I noticed the sink was full to the brim with dirty dishes. Diya was an obsessive neat freak and would have never allowed such a thing to happen. I wondered how long she'd been standing there playing with her tits and I groaned as I felt my dick twitch again.

Right as I was about to finish my cereal, she entered the kitchen wearing a bathrobe.

"Good morning." I greeted her as she approached.

"Morning." She said with a frown. "Do not think for a minute that I have forgotten about yesterday. I did not manage to get your father on the phone yet but I promise he'll hear about it."

"I bet." I whispered with a grin. At least that trade was definitely a good one.

She walked toward the sink and stood there, once again, grabbing her huge boobs and shaking them violently.

"I don't understand!" She exclaimed. "I've never had so much trouble cleaning dishes before!"

I did not reply, simply enjoying her absurd attempt at getting rid of the mess in front of her.

"That's it!" She screamed after a moment. "Meera will do it! I'm done!"

"Why Meera?" I asked, curious.

"Because she has breasts, David!" She snapped at me. "God you are so dense sometimes!"

I did my best not to laugh as she left the kitchen in a fury.

I put my bowl and spoon in the already full sink and realized that I was going to be late for work. Good thing Meera woke me up, I though. I had completely forgotten to put an alarm because of yesterday's events.

I had a small part time job in a local gift shop. It wasn't the best job ever, but it provided me with a decent income. Since I was still living with my parents I usually spent it on whatever I wanted. One could say it was my grownup pocket money.

The store was located in a pretty touristic shopping mall and I arrived just in time for my shift, finding a parking spot right in front of the entrance to the building

"You're late, David." My boss said with a scowl when I walked in. She was a tall woman in her early thirties with short blonde hair and a very stern face. But despite her 'rough around the edges' look she was actually pretty attractive. She had the nicest pair of legs I had ever seen on a woman and her ass was to die for. The rest of her body wasn't as nice as her legs, but she was still quite the catch with her decently sized tits and tight waist. Today and as usual she was wearing a short dress that definitely showed off her assets.

"What?! But I'm right on time!" I protested.

"You're supposed to arrive ten minutes early so we can prepare everything for opening time." She explained. "Now hurry up and help me out! I'm not paying you to stand here and watch."

"Sorry Anna..." I mumbled.

I went behind the counter, helping her set up the shop. We were open every day at 09:00 AM and today was no exception. The mall was located along a main road leading to the beach and many tourists came here on their way to enjoy the sun and sea. As such, the place was packed all summer. Today, though, it seemed like people would probably prefer staying home due to the weather. It had started raining on my way to work and it was still drizzling outside.

Once everything was ready inside the store, we turned the sign to OPEN and waited for customers to come in. An hour later the place was still empty and I pulled my phone out to check out the ActionsTrader app.

I looked around the different menus, trying to see if I had missed anything useful. I was happy to see that I had received an additional 50ABs and hoped this was a daily thing. So far I had not seen any other indication that I could earn more.

"David!" my boss called from behind me. "What did we say about phones in the workplace?"

"I'm sorry..." I mumbled.

"No." She said as she approached me with a frown. "You're not sorry. You don't give a shit about the rules. I've stopped counting how many times I've caught you staring at your phone instead of working despite me telling you not to use it here."

"I'm really sorry Anna." I apologized again. "I was just checking something important."

She sighed and shook her head before returning to the storage room.

Anna wasn't the worst person I had ever worked for but she was pretty strict and demanding and clearly had no problem treating me like a child. She also had a tendency to overreact and take things too personally. And since she was my boss, it was hard to tell her off or argue back. Whatever I did I would spend a significant part of my workday getting scolded over one thing or another. If only there was a way to get her to calm the fuck down...

I opened my mouth agape and grabbed my phone back. Anna now had her own little card on the 'Targets' list. I opened it and browsed 'New Trades', looking through the top actions. I smiled as I stumbled upon the one I was looking for: 'Scolding [David Mason]'.

It only took me a few seconds and 15ABs to get a new line on 'Current Trades':

'Scolding [David Mason] <=> Flirting with [David Mason]'

I grinned as I closed the app and returned to my work. This one was a no-brainer. It was innocent enough to avoid suspicion if anyone saw her do it and would make my days a lot more enjoyable.

I did not see any difference during the next few hours. She spent most of her time in the back of the store, working on some paperwork while I took care of the dozen of customers who showed up despite the weather. She gave me a few tasks and did not seem any different.

I was nearing the end of my shift when I accidentally bumped into a postcard stand while putting away some merchandise. The stand fell over, spilling the cards everywhere.

"Shit!" I exclaimed, picking up the fallen items.

"What the hell is going on?!" She exclaimed as she walked toward the mess.

She looked around, taking deep dramatic breaths before turning to face me.

What I saw was almost unbelievable. Her face went from an angry expression to a broad smile in a second.

"Oh, David..." She said with a smirk. "You naughty boy! What have you done?"

"Nothing. Just tripped."

"Hmmm..." She said, looking me up and down while biting her lower lip. "You seem to be a bit clumsy today. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah..." I replied, unsure of what to say.

"I hope you're not sick or anything." She continued, moving forward and placing her right hand against my forehead. I noticed how she brushed it against my face before pulling it back. "You don't feel hot, do you?"

"No." I lied. A part of my anatomy was definitely getting hotter.

"Good." She said with a smile, moving a bit closer. "I want you to feel good here."

"That's good to know..." I mumbled.

She moved her hand against her mouth and bit her index, before turning around and walking back to the storage room. Right as she was about to leave my sight, she looked toward me and winked.

"And please clean up that mess, David." I heard her say with a much more serious tone a few seconds later.

I blinked several times, not believing what I had just seen. This app was amazing! Amazing and scary, though. How could that thing even be real? How did it even work?

I put the stand back where it belonged with all the postcards back in their correct places before returning behind the counter.

For a moment I let my mind wander, thinking about all the things I could do now.

My thoughts were interrupted by a customer entering the store.

It was a stunning redhead in her mid-twenties, holding a large shopping bag. She wore a pair of light blue shorts and a white tank top, revealing gorgeous toned legs and a generous cleavage. Her face was covered in freckles and her hair was cut short in a bob. She had bright green eyes and a cute button nose. She was beautiful, absolutely adorable and I couldn't help but leer at her.

"Hi." She said with a raised eyebrow, noticing me staring.

"Oh, hi." I said, quickly averting my gaze. "How can I help you?"

She looked around for a moment before approaching the counter.

"Do you have any postcard of something else than the fucking ocean?" She asked with a frown. "Like the historic city center or something? That's all I've found so far."

"Of course." I said with a shy smile. "Over there!"

I pointed to the the back corner of the store where a small rack of postcards was displayed.

"Thanks." She said with a nod and walked toward it.

"Are you visiting the area?" I asked her, trying to start a conversation.

"Yeah..." She said with a sigh. "I'm here for two weeks, it's been two days and I'm already bored out of my mind."

A tourist, I thought. A smoking hot tourist, just passing-by.

An idea started forming in my mind.

"Are you here on your own?" I asked.

"Why?" She said, looking up from the rack to meet my eyes.

"I don't know..." I mumbled. "Just curious."

"Yeah, right..." She rolled her eyes, giving me a dirty look. "Yes, I'm alone, but no, I'm not interested."

She grabbed a postcard and came back to the counter.

She was a tourist, she was hot, she was here alone and I needed to act quickly.

"Just a second." I told her as I grabbed my phone. "I need to check if there is a discount on it."

"OK." She said, sighing.

Sure enough, she now had a card in the app. It seemed that anyone I interacted with were added to the 'Targets' list. Now, I needed to find a way to get her number.

Since I had to wait 24 hours to delete a trade, I had to find something I could make her do to provide me with her contact information without causing any problem once she'd be out of the store. Fortunately, the current suggested action was perfect for what I had in mind. I smiled as I confirmed my choice, paying a ridiculously low amount of ABs, only 3, for it.

'Buying a postcard <=> Providing her phone number'

"Nope." I said. "No discount. Sorry."

"That's fine." She replied. "Ready to write it down?"

"What?" I asked, confused for a second.

"My number..." She clarified with another sigh. "Its your first time selling a postcard or what?"

"I'm just a bit distracted today." I said, opening my contact list. "Go ahead."

She told me her number without batting an eye and I created a new contact titled 'Hot Redhead Tourist' and saved it.

"All good?" She asked.

"Perfect." I said, smiling at her.

I handed her the card and she left the store without a word.

I grinned to myself as I looked at the screen. This was going to be fun.

"David?" Anna called from right behind me, making me jump.

She had that flirty smile on her face, once again.

"Do you think I'm sexy?" She asked, leaning in close to me.

"I... uh..." I stammered, not knowing what to say. "I do..."

She leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against my chest.

"And did you find that girl who just left sexy as well?" She whispered in my ear.

"Uh..." I mumbled, trying to keep my composure. "Yes... yes, I did..."

She giggled as she pulled back, looking at me with a smile.

"You know you're not supposed to hit on customers." She said, giggling. "Especially ones that are not interested."

"I'm sorry." I mumbled. "I didn't mean to."

"Why don't you leave the customers alone and focus your attention on women who are actually interested?" She purred.

Her words made my heart race and I felt my cock growing hard beneath my pants.

"Are you interested?" I asked, looking straight into her eyes.

"Maybe..." She whispered, sliding a finger along my jawline.

And then her expression changed.

It was like someone flipped a switch inside her head.

"Could you mop the floor before leaving?" She asked, her voice suddenly cold and distant.

"Sure." I said, gulping.

"Thanks."

And she got back to her paperwork like nothing had happened.