Beg David to let you join in, promising to be his perfect slut.

02:40 | Monday 4 Aug 2025 | Velvet Nightclub, Putney

Your voice breaks, every word a shameless, explicit plea as you crawl to David’s feet. Mascara streaks your cheeks, platinum hair wild around your flushed face, breasts swinging with each **** movement. You look up at him, lips parted, tongue flicking the pink gem of your barbell. “Please, David—let me be your perfect slut. I need to be filled, need to serve you, need everyone to see I’m yours. I’ll do anything, Daddy, just let me join in. Use me, show them what a real bimbo is for.”

David’s eyes narrow, dark with possessive hunger. He grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him, his grip rough but thrilling. “You really want this, Mia? Want to be my perfect little fucktoy? Show Clara and the boys how much you need to be filled?”

You nod frantically, giggling, your speech a torrent of filth. “I’m dripping for you, Daddy. Wanna be stuffed right here, wanna cum for you, for everyone. Please, please, please—”

He smirks, then turns you to face the mirror, bending you over the marble counter so your ass juts high, skirt bunched at your waist, plug glinting between your cheeks. He runs a hand down your spine, tracing the wings inked on your shoulder blades, pausing to squeeze your cartoonish waist, then slides his fingers between your legs. “So fucking wet. You’re a mess, Mia. My mess.”

Clara watches, emerald dress pooled at her feet, her body pressed against your side, nails raking your ribs. “She’s perfect, David. The perfect girlfriend. I’ve never seen anyone so **** to be filled.”

As David lines himself up behind you, the world blurs—

Suddenly, your phone pings, screen flashing neon pink. Becky’s avatar shimmers into view, voice syrupy and triumphant: “Congratulations, babe! You’ve hit 100%—the Perfect Girlfriend, unlocked! You’ve got a choice: tap here to turn back into Matt, or stay as Mia forever and get filled right now with the most intense orgasm of your life. What’ll it be, gorgeous?”

Time seems to freeze. David’s cockhead nudges at your entrance, Clara’s fingers tangled in your hair, the boys watching with hungry eyes. Becky’s cartoon lips blow you a kiss from the phone, her voice echoing in your mind: “One tap, babe. Do you want to go back to who you were… or do you want to stay my perfect, needy little slut forever?”

You stare at your reflection: platinum hair, enormous breasts, CLARA tattoo above your mound, every inch of you a living fantasy. The phone glows with possibility—your old self, or the promise of being filled and cumming harder than ever before.

03:00 | Monday 4 Aug 2025 | Velvet Nightclub, Putney

ROOMIE ROMANCE | Hard | Monday | 1 day remaining

TIMER | Daily Orgasm Requirement (1/2) | Resets at 07:00