Back On Her Grind

"Sprint for the middle carriage, the crowded one," a voice commanded. "So you can grind that ass into all the people pressing into you there."

Target >40

1d100+3 Roll = 98

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Zoey (Update):

Corruption Points = 4

Debuff: Hot Under The Collar

Zoey was mortified by the latter half of the suggestion as it took root in her head but before she knew what she was doing, she was jogging down the train to reach the crowded carriage. She held her jacket down best she could with the wind whipping about her but she felt it ride up enough to flash her naked cheeks to a few of the passengers waiting on the platform. She barely made it through the door as a few people jeered behind her. Luckily, their catcalls and laughter was swallowed as the doors shut behind her.

Immediately, she was pressed back against the doors as the crowd filling this train shifted about with the new people that had stepped into it. She felt her bare butt pressed against the window and blushed brightly as she reached back and pulled her jacket down till it covered herself up once more. She was panting slightly from her jog but she had made it. She kept her body firmly pressed against the train doors dreading when the compulsion would make her…

Yet, nothing happened. She had no desire to grind her ass into anyone, even as men and women alike crowded around her, pressing in, while the train shifted and rattled along. But the voice had said for her to do… that. Waitz had it? 'So you can…'. That was not an order or a command. It did not take root in her mind like the others but it did linger. For now, though, she seemed safe from it. Zoey breathed a sigh of relief.

She eased off leaning against the doors and shifted about to find a pole to grasp onto. There were no seats available but that was probably a good thing as she doubted her jacket would stay down if she sat. Zoey began to relax. She tried to focus on her game she was running today. Which one even was it? She had been so rushed this morning and stressed that she had not even realised which she was running. She had the character sheets and notes in her bag but there was no way she could check them now.

"Back that thing up!" A voice said, the moment her guard was down. "Grind your curvy ass into anyone behind you."

Target >80 (Disadvantage: Roll twice and take the highest.)

1d100+4 Roll = 25 - 86

Successful Suggestion (+2 Corruption Point)

Zoey (Update):

Corruption Points = 6

Debuff: Hot Under The Collar

Zoey felt her mind struggle to fight back against the compulsion. It was like remnants of the previous one came along to help. She felt almost like she had to endure two waves of compulsion. The first she shook off, but it left her weak enough that the second overwhelmed her. Before she knew it, she found herself backing it up. It did not take her long to find someone to bump her tush against. She pushed into their leg.

"Opp… excuse me Ma'am…" gasped a voice, quietly from behind her, it was hard to tell what their gender may be but before they could continue talking, Zoey followed her instructions.

She began to grind her ass into them while still holding the pole and they shifted about either intentionally or by accident but Zoey soon felt their crotch against her fat booty. They let out a moan and Zoey definitely felt a bulge forming against her backside, just under the jacket and poking up against her ass. Internally she was mortified and yet the command sunk into her head and made her act like it was nothing out of the ordinary, at least on the outside. Voices filled her head and she prepared herself for more commands…

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Zoey.