Breaking the Piggy Bank

You know, despite the little "you need to think about the future" tangent I went on just a second ago, I still feel myself leaning toward PAY PIGGY. It just feels so out-there that I can't help but wonder where it will lead. I mean, both options are pretty wacky, but there's something about A that I find more interesting. Maybe it's the idea of a pompous girl like Christina getting off on wasting her money on me. Or maybe it's the fact that with every gift she gives me, she feels just a tiny bit more pathetic. Whatever it is, I need to see what happens with it. Of course, I don't want to pass up ON THE EDGE, since it also sounds fun in it's own way, but that's the tradeoff with the branching paths.

Okay, I think I've made up my mind. And thank goodness for that. I've been having so much trouble choosing these things recently, it's nice to feel somewhat confident in my decision. In fact, I should probably go ahead and press the button before I start doubting myself.

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PAY PIGGY

Phew. I feel better now. Although... now that I think about it... the image of Christina edging herself to near mindless does sound so hot. Man, I would love to see that. Can you imagine? It would be like-

Stop it, Matt! You already chose! Don't do this now!

...

Alright, I think I'm good now. Anyway... I guess the only think left to do is actually confront Christina and see what progress I can make with her. She does need a push if she's going to start discovering her new fetish, which means I need to get the ball rolling. I'm not exactly sure how I'll do that, but it'll come to me as I go, I'm sure. Yep. Nothing bad has ever happened to me because I did something without having a solid plan first...

"Hey, Chrissy. Do you mind if I call you Chrissy?" I ask as I step inside the room.

Christina jumps and lets out a small scream at my surprise. She actually gets a decent amount of air. Guess it might not have been the nicest thing ever to sneak up on her like that.

"God! Don't do that! You scared me to ****!" She says as her breathing increases. After she has a moment to compose herself, she gives me a stern look. "Did you just ask if you could call me 'Chrissy?' How fucking dare you! You need to learn some respect! I'll have you know that- wait... do I know you?"

Oooof course... she doesn't even remember me. Can't say I'm shocked there. I mean, did anyone honestly think a girl like her would pay any attention to me? I bet she doesn't remember Violet either, a fact that I'm sure would only make Violet even more upset.

"Uh... it's Matt," I say in a deadpan tone.

"Whatever. Just get the hell out of my room! I didn't invite a loser like you in here," Christina says.

Hmm... okay, I think I have an idea...

Normally, I would try to calm someone down in a situation like this, but Christina isn't a normal person. I don't mind going on the attack around her. In fact, I actually think I want to rile her up a little bit. She didn't remember me before, but I want to make sure she does this time. By the time I'm done her, I want her to hate me. That way, when she finally starts to fall under my control, it will be even sweeter. It seems like an appropriate fate for someone like her.

"Loser? You're calling me a loser? From where I'm standing, you look like the loser," I tell her. Oh and believe me, the look on her face when she hears that is priceless.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?!" It seems like our little piggy has a dirty mouth too.

I step further into Christina's room and walk right up to her. Because of my experience with girls like Michelle and the nameless masochist, I expected her to shrink down when I approach, but she doesn't. In reality, she glares at me without an ounce of fear. Okay, I'll admit it: I'm impressed with how tough this girl is. But that will just make it even more fun to break her. I guess Violet's disdain for her has rubbed off on my more than I initially thought.

The other thing I notice as I get closer is the smell. I couldn't tell from the doorway, but it's pretty clear now that Christina hasn't showered recently. The scent of sweat hits my nose and only becomes stronger as I approach. She's not even wearing perfume or something to mask it, as if she's proudly wearing the aroma of the past few days on her skin. It's surprisingly not as gross as I would have thought. Something about her natural scent is very enticing, like a wild animal releasing pheromones to attract a mate. And boy is it working. I really want to fuck this girl now, even more than I already did.

"I said that you're a loser, Christina. I mean, look at you. Your clothes aren't clean, your room is a complete mess, and you stink. When was the last time you bathed?" I ask.

I notice Christina's eye twitch slightly.

"That doesn't mean shit. Bathing is for losers," she says with no clear drop in confidence.

"Is it? All of your sorority sisters look like they care about hygiene. I've never seen a celebrity show up to a red carpet with unwashed clothes, so they must keep clean. When was the last time you passed a rich person and noticed their odor? I think it's safe to say that bathing is for winners," I explain.

Christina's eye twitches again, more noticeably this time. I can tell I'm making progress. I know it's impossible to fully break someone like her in a single sitting, but that's not what I'm trying to do. Right now, all I want is to plant a tiny seed of doubt. I just need to keep pushing.

"You know what I think? I think not being able to take care of yourself makes you a loser. And I also think you already know that. You're just afraid to admit it. Now, why you can't take care of yourself, I'm not sure," I blatantly lie. "Maybe you're hoping someone will come along and take care of you. Maybe you're just too dumb to be a functional human being. Or maybe... you secretly like the thought of being a loser..."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Christina screams. "I... you... you're not... Get out of my room!"

Judging by the sudden stuttering, I seems like my mission was successful. Consider that seed planted. Now just one last thing...

"Give me something."

"What?" Christina ask, trying her best to keep an angry face through her confusion.

"If you want me to leave, you have to give me something. It can be anything you want, but until I get something of value, I'm staying," I tell her simply.

"You expect me to pay you to leave my room? Fuck that! No way!" She exclaims.

The two of us just wait in silence, as if we're in a standoff. Each person is waiting for the other to back down. Unfortunately for her, I have no problem staying here as long as it takes. And it doesn't take long before my efforts are rewarded.

"You know what? Fine. I'll give you something," Christina says with a smirk, as if she's somehow outsmarted me. "Now where did I put it..."

I'm **** to wait again as Christina starts digging around her room for something. The whole process takes significantly longer than I would have liked, and I quickly start to lose my patience. Briefly I wonder if this is some kind of ploy on Christina's part to waste my time until I leave on my own, but based on how genuinely she appears to be searching, I would wager she's actually just having that much trouble finding whatever she's looking for.

Finally, the waiting comes to an end as Christina roots through her laundry hamper. And by laundry hamper, I of course mean the largest pile of clothes currently on the floor. Anyway, I can tell she's got it when she let's out a loud "Aha!" A moment later she pulls her hand out of the pile to reveal a small coin.

"You did say anything, right? Well here you go! Enjoy, loser!" Christina says triumphantly as she walks over to me.

As she gets closer, I realize the coin is a single nickel. All that work for five cents. She really thinks she's clever, doesn't she? Like she really turned my own words against me. But I meant what I said. I would take anything. She doesn't realize it yet, but that nickel is about to completely change her life...

When she hold the coin out to me, I don't hesitate to accept it. And the second that I do...

"Ah!" she cries out as her legs quickly squeeze together.

"You okay?" I ask.

"I... um... I'm fine. I just... What the hell are you still doing here? You got your stupid reward, now get out!" Christina tried to sound intimidating, but it doesn't really land. It's probably the blushing and heavy breathing. I wonder what could have caused that...

"Whatever you say," I respond as I flip the nickel off my thumb before catching it in the air.

With my work done, I turn around and walk out the door. The second I step out, I hear the door loudly slam behind me. I think that went well.

If my plan worked out how I think it did, it's safe to assume that on the other side of that door is a very perplexed and slightly aroused Christina. I wonder if she'll end up masturbating to what just happened. Probably not given how early on it is and how little she actually gave me, but I'm sure it will stick with her, and that's the important thing.

It will only be a matter of time before her curiosity gets the better of her and she feels the need to try and give me something else. And next time, it won't even be to get out of her room or anything. She'll just pay me to pay me. Man, I can't wait to see what that looks like. I wonder if I should have given her some way to reach me. Nah, that probably wouldn't have gone well. And I'm sure she'll be able to find me if she really wants to.

Now that she's been at least temporarily dealt with, I feel much better. There's still plenty of stuff to do, but it's always nice to check off another box. Looking at the clock, it's still not quite time for class, but there's also not enough time to go do something else. That's a bit unfortunate, but oh well. I guess I can just head there a little early today. I can't exactly complain given how that encounter with Christina ended. I do love making a girl's pussy wet...

And I also made five cents, so that's pretty cool.