Ava's panties are stolen

“Tell Laila that her boyfriend should be invited too for their meeting, as any man would welcome two naked and submissive girls at his command.”

Target > 65, 1d100 roll+7=101, successful suggestion (+1 corruption)

“Take a naked selfie to send to Laila and tell her a girl’s night sounds fun.”

Target > 40, 1d100 roll+8=48, successful suggestion (+1 corruption)

"Get dressed in Laila's clothes she gave you and go check on your washing. Hopefully it's alright in that old machine and nothing has gone wrong with it or anyone messed with it ;)"

Target > 15, 1d100 roll+9=53, successful suggestion (+1 corruption)

Ava Smith Corruption Points: 7

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Ava leans nude on the dryer. She dips a pinkie in her pussy and then tastes herself. Fuck, she’s so wet. The way Laila bit her neck has gotten her so hot. The selfie that Laila left on Ava’s phone is a treasure.

She lifts up her phone and takes a nude selfie of her own from above, flattering her lips, tits, and hips. She taps a quick text. “cant stop thinking bout your kiss. ur bf sounds cute. share me if you like. lookin forward to tonite! xoxo”

Ava looks around again. She’s a little startled to notice an obsolete security camera right above a “Lost and stolen articles are the responsibility of the clients” sign. Probably no one watches that potato quality video. Hubert hasn’t come by and called her our for masturbating, or stripping naked, or getting a hickey yet.

She shimmies into the lilac hiphugger panties that Laila left her, then zips up the white miniskirt and pulls the brown sweater vest over her tits. It’s time to check on her own load. She walks barefoot back to the machine she rode earlier.

Her load is done, but someone has opened the machine and rifled through her things. As she moves the clothes over to a dryer, she realizes that all her panties are gone. Someone’s stolen them from the wash.

She turns the dryer on and walks to the front. Laila and Caleb have just left with their laundry. Hubert’s hunched over the counter and looking intently at his phone. His right hand is somewhere below the counter.

“Hubert!” she says. There’s no reaction. “Hubert?”

Eventually he looks up. He seems flushed. “Hubert, someone’s stolen my clothes. Can you do something?”

Hubert stammers and falls back to the store policy. “Sorry Ava, lost and missing articles are the responsibility of the customer. There’s nothing I can do.”

Ava throws up her hands in frustration. She’s about to walk away when suddenly Hubert pulls up a pair of her black panties from somewhere directly under his counter and hands them to her. The panties are warm and there’s a suspicious creamy substance all over them that looks a lot like jizz. The panties stick to her hand. Ava looks at Hubert in suspicion. He looks flushed.

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