Blowjob Bargaining

Amy recoiled at the punishments she had to choose from. The app had already taken things to a sexual place very quickly, but these were slightly more vulgar in her eyes. She had never done anal before and didn't want to start now, simply out of personal preference. She had given a blowjob before in college, but it wasn't a great experience for her. That last option was downright disgusting. She didn't consider herself to be prudish, but the thought of being turned into a sex freak by the app was extremely unsettling. What made the decision for her was the fact that one of the three could be controlled, the others, not so much.

Blowjob Bargaining - Any request made by the player must be followed by the offer of a blowjob. The player will be compelled to follow through to the best of her ability if accepted.

Now if she could act with as little assistance as possible, she could make it through this punishment without needing to pay her debts, so to speak. Or she could hope that someone would offer assistance and maybe she could accept their help without it counting as a request. She also had the thought that the rule likely only applied to men since, well, there wasn't really a way to fulfill it otherwise... She was about to go back to texting her female coworkers to ask for a ride, when Travis interrupted her.

"Ha! This show is the best! The jokes they write are funny, but not everyone is going to understand the them. Like you have to have the intelligence to get the references, y'know?"

Amy looked up long enough to glance at the screen. It was a cartoon she had seen snippets of before, but she hadn't thought it was her type of humor. She usually preferred more down-to-earth shows with less crudity in them personally. Now, though, she was kicking herself that she hadn't given it a try. This was the best tv show released, hands down! Rick and Morty, she thought it was called. She quickly became distracted by the colorful animation, the bizarre alien races, and the stupid names. As she and Travis continued to watch the episode, she found herself bursting into laughter at the combination of science, philosophy, and poop jokes.

"Hey, what's that smell, by the way?" Amy asked.

The apartment had a strong odor and sitting next to Travis she sensed it was even more potent. She would have otherwise asked the question with a little more tact, but she had become quite blunt recently.

"I mean, it's probably just my weed. You said you didn't mind, remember?"

Amy tried to recall the conversation before. He had said he was going to smoke, but this wasn't like the usual smell of a cigarette. The one he was currently using looked different as well. Was she missing another piece of common knowledge?

"Is that what you're smoking?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah, obviously! Are you sure you don't want a hit? If you haven't tried it before, you've got to take at least one puff. This shit's the best way to just chill out."

Amy still had her reasoning ability and could tell that she was being changed by one or more of her punishments, but her self-control was seriously lacking. Her need to be social and outgoing tempted her to give in to peer pressure for the sake of the hang out. And just like when she put on the revealing outfit she had on now, she couldn't deny, there simply was no better way to relax than to smoke some of whatever Travis was offering her.

"Yeah, sure. Can I just try one inhale?" she asked.

Travis handed her the blunt and she took a long breath in. The sensation was new to her, but she discovered that it immediately helped her to feel a lot more relaxed. This came as no surprise since she already knew this would be the case. Still, she coughed a little before handing the smoking roll back to Travis.

"Thanks, that really is the best way to chill out! Do you want a blowjob?"

Amy felt the words leave her mouth without any control over them. She didn't mean that! What had triggered the rule? Was it the way she phrased her answer to Travis?! Just because she phrased it as a question, she didn't think that would count as making a request. He had asked her if she wanted it first! She hadn't been careful enough and now the offer was on the table for him to accept or decline.

"Woah! You really are chill! Sure, why not?"

With that, Amy went to work unzipping Travis's pants and pulling his dick out like she had done this million times before. Under the compulsion, she was unable to show any sign of resistance to her own actions. As she suspected, he wasn't the most hygienic, even compared to most guys, and it was possible he hadn't showered in a day or so. While he leaned back to enjoy her service, she dove without hesitation onto his waiting cock.

The taste of it was awful, pungent and salty. She would have gagged if not for her enforced standards. The warmth of it in her mouth, the way her saliva moistened it until it became slick, the humiliation of being positioned on her knees in front of this slob, it was all too much. She tried to stop bobbing up and down on his crotch, but instead she let out a loud ecstatic moan. The sound had came out of her involuntarily, but it had certainly had an effect on Travis. She felt his cock twitch in her mouth at the noise and in response she did it again.

"Mmmmm-hhhhhh!!! Mmmgggh!"

She continued to convey pleasure even as she was disgusted by her own display. This must be part of the punishment, she thought. The description said she would have to perform to the best of her ability and apparently her vocal performance was adding to his experience. She kept on like this until she felt a burst of hot, sticky cum fill her mouth. Her lips slid off the tip of his penis with an audible pop. She cringed internally as she swallowed his load with a wide smile and a wink.

"I have to go!"

As soon as her compulsion broke, Amy was able to stand up and head quickly towards the door. Travis was lost in his own world and made no attempt to stop her. She exited as fast as she could and refused to look back out of embarrassment. As she ran back to her own apartment she felt more tired than usual. It was still early and she hoped she would be able to last longer without needing to recharge. She also felt a little hazier ever since trying Travis's weird cigarette. What had he called it, pot? If it had done something to her, she should probably look it up to see if it was one of her new missing words.

Just as she returned home, she heard a chime from her phone letting her know it was time for a game. She couldn't keep up with these punishments and her losing streak had no end in sight! Pressing start on the next round was the easy part, the rest of the match, not so much. Her focus was suffering for some reason and she even giggled a little as the bright shapes flew by. By the end of the round, her score was lower than the last time she had played.

"Game Over! Since you seem to be having trouble, you have the option to lower the difficulty for the next three rounds. In return for the chance to win a game for once, you may accept a bonus punishment!"

Leaking her Nudes - The player will spend 15 minutes a day taking lewd/nude pictures to post online. The player will lose control during these photo sessions so that she ends up in the most degrading poses she can think of.

Thiccc with 3 Cs - The player will grow curvier than ever before with expanded breasts, hips, ass, and thighs.

Shifted Perspective - To add to her humiliation, the player will gain a third-person view of herself and all her physical changes/actions. This split perspective also allows her to reach full awareness of her mental changes, while her main consciousness remains blissfully unaware.

Amy looked over the punishments and wondered if accepting an additional punishment would be worth the gamble. She needed to start winning to remove her current changes, but a lower difficulty still wasn't a guarantee she could win.