Charlene must make a choice.

Charlene didn't know. She wasn't sure she knew anything. She was starting to suspect she had gone completely insane. It made more sense than any other explanation.

"I don't know what happens next," she confessed. "What happens next?"

"Well, here's the thing," Dave said. "Watching you eat Yvette like that has made me hard again."

Charlene couldn't help but glance down and confirmed that it was true.

"And you did promise me your ass earlier," Dave reminded her. "But you were Candy when you made that promise. Your ass is mine no matter what, My Pretty Plaything, but I will give you this choice: You can give it to me has Charlene, my drunken boss with the humiliation fetish, or you can give it to me as Candy, the adoring bimbo intern. Which would you prefer?"

Charlene shuddered. She had a choice. But what a choice it was! And how could she even be sure that it was her making the choice? She was so confused!