Catch a movie

A place full of people where you can witness your new world and enjoy the girls who are public property...the first place that comes to mind is a bustling movie theater in downtown, the one you've been to more times than you can count. You know for a fact that you've seen countless busty beauties in there, and equally, there's sure to be some prime 18-year-old virgins waiting to pounce on you.

Mind clear with the image of the downtown theater, you look to Charles with a nod.

"Got a place in mind, have you?" Charles asks. "Alright then. I'll be opening the door now. The light's gonna be a bit blinding at first, but just will yourself and walk on through, understand?"

Giving him another affirmative nod, he clasps the metal of the silver handle and pulls backwards, slowly swinging the massive door open. It creaks as a powerful light escapes from its depths, engulfing the area and cutting your vision off entirely.

"Remember, lad," you hear Charles speak up as you close your eyes in the shower of light. "Don't overthink things. It's that simple, you hear?"

Unable to see anything around you or confirm your surroundings, you take a step forward and begin walking towards the light...

...

...

"...sir..."

...?

"...Sir!"

...!

Opening your eyes with a bit of a surprise (when had you closed them?), you take a deep breath and look around rapidly. You're shocked to find yourself inside the very movie theater you thought of! The screen is black and the sound is off, indicating that nothing's going on in this particular screening room right now. That would explain the lack of other people in the area.

"SIR!"

Well, scratch that.

Turning around, you notice a young-looking teenager looking at you in surprise from a little bit down the aisle. His face is ripe with a breakout of red pimples all over, seemingly fitting his scrawny, short frame.

"Sorry, sir, but the movie won't be showing for an hour," he explains with a tone of slight annoyance, possibly justified by how it took you so long to notice him. "Unless you wanna sit here and do nothing while I sweep the floors, you should go find something else to do."

You still can't believe it. Did you really just end up in the downtown movie theater by...walking through a giant door? How? And...why? Your brain feels like its grinding against itself trying to figure this out...

"Don't overthink things. It's that simple, you hear?"

Was it really that simple...?

Well, if the bit with the door proved to be legitimate...could the rest be as well?

"Listen, man," the kid says with a bit of boom in his voice, pulling you out of your shock, "just come back in a half hour. At that point, the screen will be on and people will start filing in. Maybe then you could find some giant breasted bimbo to fuck."

What?

"Sorry," you quickly stammer out in confusion. "Repeat that last part?"

Looking up from his cleaning duties, the acne-covered teenager looks at you in confusion. "What...? I'm just saying that maybe one of the early birds will be some chick with huge knockers, and if no one else gets to her first, you could kill time by fucking her."

You blink, experiencing a whole new level of shock than you were just moments ago when you apparently teleported into a movie theater. The teenager looks at you in a sort of reverse shock, wondering why you're so confused by something that must be very normal to him.

"Whatever, man," he says with a sigh as he turns around. Walking down the aisle, he continues sweeping up popcorn and the like.

If he really said that so casually, so indifferently, as if it were the most normal thing in the world...is this really?

There's only one way to find out.

Still in a bit of a daze, you exit the auditorium, checking your pockets for some money to grab a soda. You almost drop your wallet as you turn the corner and see the concession stand.

Behind the register is a young looking girl, definitely hitting the eighteen year old mark you set for your "rules". Her large breasts bouncing freely over the counter as a man in his late thirties calmly pounds her from behind. They're both mostly clothed, save for one of the girl's ample breasts which has slipped out of her uniform. Her jeans and panties pulled down just far enough to allow the man to fuck her through his unzipped pants.

"Hello, sir," the girl greets you with a polite smile, undisturbed by the no doubt complete stranger using her body. "Can I help you?"

With the grunting guy screwing her acting as a potent distraction, it's rather difficult to answer. His face goes red as he slams her butt harder, suddenly pulling out and spewing cum up the back of her shirt; you jump back just in time as a shot of his jizz lands on the counter.

He zips up and leaves as she simply wipes up the semen. Looking back to you, her expression changes to one of confusion upon seeing your own confusion. "Er...is everything alright, sir?"

She has nothing to say about how she was just fucked by some guy she doesn't even know...? And neither does anyone else who was walking by during that scene, not even so much as looking at it?

Oh, man...although your mind is insanely active trying to figure out how Charles and the doctor made this happen, you know it's pointless. Charles said it himself: don't overthink things. The simple fact of the matter is that, by some stretch of the imagination, they successfully altered your reality.

Having had recollected yourself a bit, you nod as you pull some spare change out of your wallet. "Just a small soda, please."

Taking the money with a smile, she throws it into the cash register as she turns around to pour your drink, giving you a full view of the man's cum staining the back of her blue shirt. There's quite a bit of it, to say the least. Also in view is her cum-stained buttocks, what with her panties and jeans still resting at her thighs. She hasn't even bothered to pull them back up yet.

Turning back around, she hands you your drink with a smile. "Here you go, sir! Will that be all for today?"

Really...? Nothing to say about how she just whored herself out for free...?

You decide to play up some small talk to see what sort of reactions you can get. "Just wondering, do you know that guy who was just fucking you, or...?"

She shrugs with a confused look on her face. "Probably not. I didn't even see his face. With the amount of guys that use me, I couldn't really afford to try and pay attention to all of them."

"And your...pants?" you ask, pointing down through the glass display case of candy to the somewhat visible front of her crotch.

She looks down for a moment before looking up with another shrug. "I usually just keep it like this. Makes it way easier for any guy who wants to fuck me while I work, you know? My manager doesn't like it so much, though. Whenever I see her nearby, I've gotta pull up real fast. I don't get why she doesn't like it. Given how common it is...I mean, look over there, for example."

She points to her left, and your eyes follow. Walking out of one of the theaters is a redheaded glasses-wearing girl with sizable breasts completely hanging out of her black blouse. Likewise, the back of her knee-length skirt is pulled down to the edges of her asscheeks, showcasing her nice behind bouncing with every step. Both her tits and ass are thoroughly dressed in cum, but she doesn't seem to mind it as she continues walking, pulling out her phone and bringing it to her ear as she begins a conversation. "Oh, the movie was great!" you can hear from afar as she begins to discuss whatever she just watched with her friend over the phone.

"See?" the concession girl says as you both watch her walk off. "Some of us big-breasted gals are annoyed with constantly shifting our clothing around just to let some nobody fuck us. It's much easier to leave things out, you know?"

"Anyway," she continues as you turn back to one another. "I don't have much more to say about it. The whole subject of guys fucking me wherever I go isn't something that many people bother to talk about...kind of surprised you even asked me that. I thought you were just gonna have your turn with me next."

You blink as she says this with a casual, unfazed look in her eyes. It really is that simple, huh?

Trying not to seem too weird, you do your best to act as if this is all normal for you too. "Uh, yeah...I guess I'll come back after the movie and...fuck your ass while you close up shop?"

"Alright," she says with a smile. "Enjoy your movie!"

As you depart from the concession stand, you see her starting to clean her working area, her pants and panties still at her thighs and her single boob still exposed for the world to see. She really doesn't care.

Finding a couch in the waiting area, you take a seat and slowly drink your soda as you begin to wonder. It was all true, then. Down to the definition, the chick barely noticed being plowed while she worked and didn't have that much of an opinion when asked about it. Being fucked really wasn't that big of a deal for her. The whole situation went down just as you "ordered". While the erection in your jeans was screaming at you to take your turn with her, the idea of 'sloppy seconds' (at least, so soon) wasn't all that appealing.

You guess you should get over that, though, if you ever want in on the action.

As you continue to think, a petite girl suddenly catches your attention as she walks up to you, a steely glint in her blue eyes, "Hi, what's your name?"

"John," you reply, mouth falling open as she casually begins pulling down her skinny jeans. "W-what are you doing?"

Her pink panties drop to the floor and she deftly unzips your own jeans, springing your cock up in all its tense, twitching glory, "Giving you my V-card, of course!"

Her...virginity...?

...Oh, right. This was the second half you constructed, wasn't it?

And with that, she pushed her tight slit down on your penis, grunting and whimpering as her unused vagina resisted the intrusion. Your hands found her slim hips, soda spilling on the floor (the cashier's indignant yell completely ignored) as you help **** her down your tightly squeezed rod. Just as you feel the girl's virgin pussy start to give way, another woman sits down next to you, this one looking to be in her twenties with DD-tits, topped by large nipples. She's slightly heavyset, but not unattractive. Unsurprisingly, she has nothing to say about the scene happening next to her, as if she were passing by two squirrels mating in the park.

Testing the waters some, you bring a hand to the big breasted woman's chest and begin to grope her through her shirt. She doesn't even react as she continues to wait for whomever she's waiting for—chances are, she hasn't even noticed you.

As nice as her huge, soft tits feel, though...

"Nuh-uh! Eyes on me, okay?"

...the excited virgin who approached you seems to want your full attention. She grabs your hand off the other woman's chest and places it on her B-sized tits.

"I'm already 18, so they probably won't grow much bigger, you know?" she explains with a sort of wicked smile. "That means I won't be every man's cumdumpster, which means this is probably the only time you're ever going to get to fuck me. So, doesn't that mean you should prioritize me, John?"

...Well, shit. That's an extremely compelling argument...one that you haven't actually considered. With this point in mind, you nod to her as you bring your full attention back to the young and beautiful...

...the young and beautiful...?

You don't even know her name.

"Laura," she suddenly says, as if she analyzed your thoughts just through your eyes. "My name's Laura."

Pulling your face in, the virgin roughly and inexpertly begins probing her tongue at your lips, one hand holding your head against her and the other kneading the base of your cock as you continue to grope her chest through her shirt.

As enjoyable as this is, you begin to notice a very real problem: three more girls huddle around you as you finally **** yourself all the way up the first's vagina. The sultry, almost nymphomaniac moans from Laura garner the attention of even more, all of whom are now walking your way. As they gather around you, you can hear them incoherently yelling at one another.

"I'm next, I'm next!"

"My movie starts in 15 minutes, I've got priority!"

"I'm already late for mine! I'll miss the beginning if he doesn't fuck me next!"

...oh, boy...