Chapter 3: My Name Is!

— — — The Party: It Should Be Me… — — —

She clapped when the crowd clapped. She cheered when the crowd cheered. She whistled when the crowd whistled. Everyone seemed to love Lisa. Not only were the men who were familiar with the woman going crazy about her, but even the ones just now seeing her for the first time seemed obsessed.

Sharnii grit her teeth under her smile, frustrated that Lisa was getting more love than she ever did, when she was the Number One Girl. Giandro didn’t look at her the same way anymore. As if everything she did for him meant nothing to the man now.

Sharnii spent many nights under Giandro’s covers, sucking him off in bed, making sure he’d have a good sleep with drained and satisfied balls. She came to work at the club early every morning and stayed late every night, going above and beyond to please every man who paid to be there. She even kept customers coming back, by visiting them at home to satisfy their desires behind closed doors. Sharnii made them promise to keep coming to the club, and in exchange, she’d keep offering her holes.

But then, Lisa showed up. A shy woman that Sharnii had to help bring out of her shell. She remembered when Lisa used to look at her in wonder and admiration. Sharnii told the wench how she’d gargle men’s cum, and how much they loved it. Then, the two-faced snake went and gargled cum on stage and sang, too! Lisa used her. Took advantage of her kindness, and now, like Giandro, barely notices her.

One day, a man she visited at home as part of their agreement, told her she didn’t have to come over any more. Sharnii thought it was because he was simply not interested in the club, and that no amount of personalised blowjobs could earn his loyalty. But then, he told her he didn’t need to be bribed - because it was worth coming to the club just to see Lisa.

She felt a crack in her pride, as if she could see the splinters holding her ego forming around her heart. Fine, she could come back from that. But then, several more of the men she had the same business-relationship with told her they’d come to see Lisa, and that she didn’t have to objectify herself as a jizz rag just to keep them coming back to the club.

Then, the biggest blow. The announcement that there was a new Number One Girl. Lisa took her place and even had the audacity to act shocked by the reward. A reward for stealing her ideas and taking advantage of her!

She was snapped out of her hateful memories when she felt a tug on her bunny-suit’s cottontail, and the look she gave the man behind her made him flinch.

Sharnii quickly smiled at him and shook her ass a little bit, which seemed to reassure him. He looked more awkward now than comfortable, but he still played with the little fluff ball.

“Oh don’t be so shy, mate,” a familiar voice said in the crowd.

Sharnii felt a sharp pull on her crotch area as her suit was pulled up. The soft material of her red bunny suit pulled up firmly into her crotch and she grunted with a mix of annoyance and frustration.

She turned her head to see Jonathan grinning at her, and then he pulled harder, giving her the most uncomfortable wedgie of her life.

“Aren’t you hurting her?” The other man asked, a concerned expression on his face.

Jonathan laughed, “Nah, mate, she loves it! Don’t ya, Sharnii?” He asked, tugging again.

A portion of her suit actually slipped into her crotch, making Sharnii almost go cross-eyed in pain and discomfort, but she forced a grin as she looked at the well-meaning man. “Y-yes! It - It feels great!”

Feeling a little better about it now, maybe because the man could see how much thicker Sharnii’s ass looked around that wedgie, he smiled and laughed. “That’s so hot… Can I…?” He reached forward, and Jonathan happily stepped aside and gave him the reins.

“Hey, you should beg him to give you a wedgie, Sharnii!” Jonathan suggested with a subtle cruelty behind his smile.

Sharnii’s lips trembled in a mixture of anger and a suppressed urge to cry in frustration. A quick glance around her showed that the people around them were watching now as well. Apparently, the sight of her red suit being pulled up so snugly into her crotch was quite the sight, as she caught a glimpse of another girl getting a wedgie from a man behind her. Sharnii could tell, though, despite the blonde’s whimper, that wedgie was nowhere near as bad as the one she received.

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— — — The Party: Rivalries — — —

While a one-sided rivalry was starting to reach its boiling point between Sharnii and Lisa, Emily found herself at odds with Natalie. They had only met once before, when Mister Garceu invited Natalie to the accounting office to provide assistance to Emily in her duties as the office cum rag. After all, for Emily to be the only office relief in an office with twenty people, and sometimes more, it was a lot for one woman to handle. And it sometimes meant a few of the employees would be left unsatisfied as Emily didn’t always have enough time to service everyone under their desks.

The employees were certainly very happy, but Emily quickly found herself scathing with jealousy and a sense of territorial protection. She hoped, after that day, she would never see Natalie again. Her mouth was enough to keep everyone in the office happy, all she had to do was suck harder and earn more orgasms with her mouth. That way, Mister Garceu wouldn’t need to call in for ‘help’.

And yet, as the woman in a black bunny-suit went through the details of competitions coming up in the party, Emily could see Natalie on the other side of the room. She had a smile on her stupid, tanned face. She thinks she’s so sexy and cool with that long, thick blonde hair and red streaks through her bangs. Emily had bigger tits and knew her uniquely red eyes had men obsessing over her, so Natalie really had nothing on her. But so many of the men she serviced on a daily basis offered the same compliments and loving affection to Natalie.

“I’m gonna show you who the best cock sucker here is, bitch,” she seethed, while glaring daggers at the woman, who hadn’t even noticed her yet.

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“Do you know that woman?” Ando asked, whispering into Natalie’s ear.

“Who? The girl on stage? Nah, looks like she’s super famous, though,” Natalie answered, not taking her eyes off Lisa who seemed to be radiating the whole room with her charisma.

“No, over there, across the room. Woman with black hair, glittery blue bunny suit, she’s been glaring at you for the past five minutes.”

“Eh?” Natalie couldn’t help but let her curiosity get the better of her, and her expression soured when she saw Emily’s red eyes faintly glowing within the silhouette of faces. “Oh… She doesn’t like me.”

“Clearly. Did you do something to her?” Ando was having a normal-sounding conversation with Natalie, while enjoying the feeling of fluffy cotton as he caresses her soft, round cheeks with the tips of his fingers.

“Hhnngh,” Natalie whimpered, gritting her teeth at the sensation. Ando gave her a piece of chocolate before the party started, and she thought nothing of it. She quickly realised, however, that it was laced with some kind of aphrodisiac. The effects started early on in the night, and Ando played with her body in whatever way he pleased, whenever he wanted to. Sometimes, he groped her breasts, instantly making her nipples erect. The slightest touch on her skin was enough to get her mouth watering with desire. He knew that and enjoyed teasing her by stopping just when she was really getting into it. He’d leave her alone for a few minutes, and then surprise her again by feeling her up somewhere else.

“I asked you a question, kitten,” the old man growled in her ear when she didn’t respond, and saw fit to punish her by cupping her ass cheeks and squeezing hard. But he rolls his hand around as if kneading her cheek like dough.

“I… Unnnh… Was hired to work as an under-desk cock sucker at an accounting office… And that woman got jealous!”

Ando smiled, and he flicked his finger around, the digit becoming soaked through the crotch-clothing. “That’s really hot… You intruded on her territory… How would you feel if she sucked my dick?” His cock was straining against his jeans.

“Unnffh, w-what? Why ask me that? Why should I feel any sort of way?”

He was finger fucking her now, free hand groping her left tit. Her moans and groans got louder and she started humping his hand. “Because my dick is your territory, isn’t it? Acting aloof, are you? Maybe I should make you watch Emily give me a blowjob and then see how you feel.”

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— — — The Party: My Name Is… — — —

“And now, without further adieu, the introductions will begin!” Lisa said, and the voices in the crowd died down. “Names will be called at random, so make sure you have everything you want to say ready! You won’t get a second chance to introduce yourselves, ladies.~”

Lisa exited the stage through a door behind a curtain, and a few seconds later, an automated female voice called out the first name.

A woman wearing a light brown bunny suit ascended the stage, and the moment she looked out at the crowd everyone could see how nervous she was. Her breasts were large and her body had some weight to it. There was something about the stress lines on her face that made a lot of men eager to make things even worse for her. As if she had an aura that screamed, ‘please ruin me’.

She didn’t say anything, even after twenty seconds had passed. People began to make jokes about her stage fright, which only made her sweat.

“H-hello, my name is Kim! Thank you for having me today! I’m thirty seven years old and I hope to be a good girl for you today!” She blurted out, her cheeks going dark red as if simply hearing her own voice was enough to embarrass her.

“Why else are you here?” Someone in the crowd called out. It was his job; Giandro placed a few staff members in the crowd, acting as premium customers, that could move things along if needed.

“I’m here to win prize money! … I… I just need the money!!”

It’s obvious Kim didn’t want to elaborate on her motivations, and her reasoning seems shallow, but the men were hoping for something more sexual. They sounded a bit disappointed.

Then, the automated voice announced that Kim’s time was over, and the woman descended the stairs in shame. Her expression gave away that she knew she messed up.

Next was a woman with enormous breasts, wearing a red and white-striped bunny-suit. She had long dark red hair with bangs that covered her forehead. Her motivations were similar to Kim’s, except Michelle was much more outgoing and made the most out of her minute time frame. She flirted with the crowd, showed charisma and had sex appeal that made the men go wild.

Michelle made a good first impression.

Then, Sharnii was called to the stage. Her hair was a much deeper colour of red than Michelle’s and her bunny ears were almost comically big. Her bunny suit was a solid dark red, and she walked with purpose, swaying her hips to give the men a show of her bubbly ass wobbling. That little cotton ball was custom designed to have an exaggerated bounce to it.

“Hi studs, you all know me. My name is Sharnii! I bet you can’t wait to have these lips around your cock!” That got the crowd cheering, and even the women enjoyed Sharnii’s playful demeanour. “To that fucker that gave me the wedgie, I’m gonna make you nut your soul out!” Some men and women in the crowd were pointing to a man somewhere near the back of the crowd, and Sharnii laughed as he seemed to die of embarrassment. “No point acting shy now, dude! I told you I’d get you!” She laughed along with them for a while, then continued her speech. “I’m here because I want to win every competition and I’m gonna do whatever it takes to do that! So come at me, bro! Literally, empty your entire jizz loads down my throat cause I’m taking it ALL!”

Sharnii had the applause she was hoping for and grinned proudly as she left the stage, just as the automated voice called the next name. Half way down the ramp, she knows the crowd still has their eyes on her and the spotlight is still following her exit. So, she turns around, bends forward, then gives her ass a slap! It creates a loud smack sound that makes the men whistle with appreciation as her ass meat jiggles and wobbles.

Next, there came yet another red head! That was three in a row, and even her suit had a red theme to it. It was red polka dots on a black and white canvas, and in addition to wearing bunny-ears, she had a big red nose and clown face paint.

“My name is Kate! I’m so happy to meet all of you! I wanna tell you right away, I’m married, my husband doesn’t know what I get up to. And I’m here because I want to swallow lots of sperm, and gargle even more! And then I’m gonna go home to my cuck husband and make French kiss him so he gets to taste all of your cum!”

Long blonde hair flowed beautifully as a woman with large breasts and a gorgeous, tight ass ascended the stairs. Her bunny-suit was yellow on one side, and bright red on the other, with a white cotton ball of fluff above her butt cheeks. Her stockings were a bright white that covered her legs. She winked at the crowd and spoke in a strong, Australian accent. There was a trail of blue liquid leaking from her bulging mouth, and she noisily swallowed the chocolate-flavoured cum she’d been savouring for the past ten minutes.

“Hello ladies and gents, my name is Natalie! I’m here cause I love sucking dick, I literally make a living off it cause I enjoy it that much!” Despite her confidence, something seemed off. Her cheeks were dark red and it looked like she was suppressing a moan, as if a mere brush of air on her crotch was enough to send a pleasurable thrill through her. Her accent seems to garner her a lot of interest as well.

The next name announced brought up a woman with short black hair, wearing a soft-looking silver bunny-suit. She had a confident grin as she waved at everyone from the stand.

“My name is Jessica! I’m here because I just wanna suck cock. I want to be treated like a whore, so please be as mean and abusive with me as you want! I promise I’ll say thank you to every man that slaps me, spanks my ass, gropes my tits, spits in my face, and best of all, lets me choke on his cock!”

As expected, her reaction was immense. The men loved her, and some even made derogatory remarks that she soaked up eagerly, basking in the rain of verbal abuse.

“My name is Katarina!” A black-skinned woman with a green-bunny suit came next, wearing bright green lipstick that glowed in the dark. “Don’t be alarmed, guys, but I’m a cop.” The crowd went silent at that confession, and there were a few worried faces staring at one another, and then back at her. “But don’t worry! I’m off duty and I know Giandro personally! I’m here because I want to have fun! And hey, if any of you hate pigs like me, tonight is your chance to take out your frustrations!” Despite her harsh expression, she had a friendly attitude that made the crowd quickly warm up to her.

A woman in a glittering blue bunny suit stepped up, with long black hair and bangs that reached her eyes. She wore black lipstick and had dark red eyes that had a faint glow to them in the dark. “Hello masters,” she smiled at them, puffing her chest out to protrude her large breasts. “I was invited by the amazing Mister Garceu, sitting just over there!” She gestured at an older gentleman with slicked back white hair. He grinned at her and raised a glass full of wine.

“He promised that if I came to this party, I’d get to make a lot of men happy! And making studs with big cocks makes me happy! You guys wanna make me happy, right?” She asked, putting on an expression of vulnerability as she looked over the crowd.

The men all shouted, Yes! And some made promises of what they were going to do to her.

“You guys are so sweet! Thank you! Please dump as much of your jizz into my mouth as you can, I promise to be a good cum gargler later and I’ll drink every drop in the drinking contest!”

“I’m Mariah, hello everyone,” a woman in her early thirties greeted with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. Her expression told a story of someone that has given up on life. She wore a cream-coloured bunny suit and had long brown hair. “I’m here because I want to be ruined. Please be as rough as you want with me. Hurt me. Mistreat me. Destroy me. Make it hurt. I’ll say thank you and I’ll be grateful, and if I win, I’ll remember whoever was most rough with me and give you the whole prize reward.”

That announcement was shocking and some of the more sadistic and abusive men in the crowd couldn’t help but think of ways to completely break her down.

“My name is Sheree,” a Lebanese woman with a soccer-mum haircut greeted, wearing an orange-speckle decorated bunny-suit. “I just want to have some fun, my husband and I are swingers so he knows that I am here! He’s actually here, too!”

She pointed at a tall man with a square jaw and a clean, short hair cut. He waved at her and grinned at everyone who was looking at him.

“Ladies, you better show Samuel all the love you can and give him the best throat jobs!” The crowd laughed and Sheree jumped excitedly on the spot. “I’m gonna win the prize money so I can take my hubby on a nice vacation!” Sheree laughed, “I wanna have lots of fun, so give me all your cum to gargle, guys!!”

The next woman introduced herself as Samii. She wore a black and red bunny suit and had thick gothic makeup on, and messy shoulder length hair. “I’m gonna be the best whore I can and earn money so I can buy a yacht!”

A girl, the youngest person in attendance at eighteen, smiled brightly at the men and women in the crowd. She wore a yellow bunny suit with big bunny ears that hung droopily along the sides of her face. She had shoulder length blonde hair and bright red lipstick. “Hiii guys and gals! My name is Ryann, I’m here to win big and fund my streaming career. I need better gear like a new microphone and all that! My OnlyFans is CutiePeccuni, and if you message me and tell me you’re from ‘The Party’ I’ll give you access to my secret tier! I promise you won’t regret it!”

Last, but absolutely not least in the slightest judging by another raucous round of applause from the crowd, Lisa stepped onto the stage again. She smiled at the crowd, and amazingly, they went from cheering like they were at a concert, to staring in awe and wonder.

“My name is Lisa, and I’m here because I want to gargle your cum. I work here primarily as a songstress, but I’ve got a taste for making bubbles blow in my mouth. There’s something so intimate about making a man cum and then singing with his cum in your mouth. I’ll never get tired of it, and I hope you don’t either.”

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