Doing more

I'd probably spend the entire day on Custom Girls if I wasn't interrupted. Good thing I was stopped. I was looking through Head or Misc. to try to get the “use all categories on one woman” achievement on Karen when I was interrupted by someone calling me. It was Wonder Woman. I quickly picked up my phone.

“Hello,” I said.

“Hi Daniela. Thank the heavens you picked up so quickly,” Wonder Woman said. “I'm currently in a bathroom stall and I need to get dressed.” I smiled a little. The idea of this proud Amazonian warrior stripping completely nude in a public bathroom was always funny.

“Send me a photo of yourself and your outfit first,” I said.

She texted me a moment later. Once again she was glorious. Her breasts were large and perky. Her bush was wild and unmaintained. Her muscles looked powerful and strong even just standing there. Her outfit was her work outfit from yesterday, from before I told her to change, neatly folded and laid down on the back of the toilet. Part of me really wanted to say no and see how she'd manage.

“Leave the underwear and the shirt. Just wear the blazer and the skirt,” I texted.

“Thank you!” She texted back. I'm never going to get used to her, just, being okay with my insane requests.

Cat was still bobbing up and down on my dick at this point. She was doing it slowly, so it was pleasurable but not overwhelming. Since we were done here I pulled out of the parking spot and drove to our next errand.

Once we got to the first clothing store I got Cat up from bending over by using my new “orgasm on command power” to quickly blast three loads down the back of her throat. Combined with my increased semen generation she ended up coughing and coming back up for air.

“Ugh,” She spit out. “That was so much!”

“You know it baby,” I smiled. I opened the door and got out.

Because of the professional nature of the store we went to, I couldn't just have Cat show up in transparent lingerie. So instead I got an oversized hoodie I bought for just this occasion (with her money) and made her change into it, in the car, with no covering. The black hoodie was still short, just barely hitting her thigh, and I had her take off the little underwear she had on, so it was just as potentially embarrassing and scandalous, if not more, but if she wasn't found out it was pretty innocuous. She also still had her collar on.

Shopping wasn't hard. I would come out in an outfit and Cat would give me her feedback on whether or not I should wear it. Given she was constantly horny and smitten with me, it was somewhat hard for her to be objective. I just looked great in everything, even though I knew I didn't. After we found my outfits I had Cat try on some at some more seedy stores. We needed something wearable in public that still humiliated her. Lingerie, sheer clothing, incredibly small crop tops, the works. We grabbed it all.

While Cat put the last of the clothes in the car (I always have her carry the stuff), I checked in on my daily quests as the work day was coming to a close. I wanted to see the progress being made. I opened up Custom Girls to do so.

Daily Quest: Get Twenty People to Grope a Custom Girl in a Single Day. 14/20. Reward: +4 Avatar Gems.

Oh no. If Karen didn't get groped by everyone in time for work to end, there's a good chance she wouldn't hit it while coming home. I had to do something if I wanted that reward. I had to think fast.

“Kitty Cat, hold on a sec.” She turned to look at me as you put the final bags in the car trunk. “We might need you to change into some of those clothes. Kitty Cat, we're going out.”

I hate straight clubs. I never liked them when I was straight and they've only gotten worse the queerer I got. Is queerer a word? Anyways, since then they moved from “kinda loud and sucky” to “okay I feel genuinely unsafe.” That later feeling, weirdly enough, is kinda what I was counting on.

Me and Cat showed up to the club together. I wasn't wearing an outfit for the club—nothing I had bought fit that kind of event. Instead I was wearing a shin-length maroon skirt, a plaid button up, and sensible flats. Cat was still wearing her oversized hoodie. Her shoes though, were super glittery pink heels. They had a large square platform that she was teetering on.

“IDs?” The bouncer asked. I looked up. He was a tall burly Asian man. Shit. This was gonna suck. I pulled out my ID and preemptively winced.

“Ken?” He asked quizzically.

“Yeah,” I said. “Got a problem with that?” He looked me up and down. I looked exactly like I did in my picture. I always made sure that was true.

“No, I guess not.” He said. “Go right ahead.” He handed us back our ID. God I had to change my name now that I have access to money.

I took Cat to the coat check after that. There I took off her hoodie, revealing what was underneath. She was wearing a thin white tank top that showed her midriff. In hot pink text it said Squeeze Me. She wasn't wearing pants. Instead he was wearing a pair of black panties that showed off her cheeks. In scratchy white text it said “if you're reading this spank me.” Once we got that situated we got out onto the dance floor.

Being at the club fucking sucked. Drinks were expensive, I got a bunch of weird looks for being trans, and everywhere was too crowded. That last one was a bit of a boon. It meant I could get out of l here faster. You see, typically when a bunch of men are in a crowded space with a bunch of women, some bad actors will take it upon themselves to make the situation even worse. Yes, even my bony ass felt the touch of a couple hands. I could only imagine what the nearly naked Cat was going through.

I stationed Cat about ten feet from me. Far enough we didn't really look like a unit but close enough that I could save her if something was about to happen. I saw a lot of guys try to position themselves right behind her, with their hands out.

I saw from my position Cat shiver and tremble, which meant she was orgasming from her ass getting smacked. This was good progress. Still, if it was multiple from the same douche it wouldn't count. For this reason I gave her orders to keep moving around the dance floor as time went on.

This continued for a couple hours. I probably could’ve called it sooner but the idea of Cat running around trying to get molested by as many people as possible was kind of fun. Still, the later we stayed out the more dangerous it would be. We are just two petite women after all. So in time I checked the daily quests.

Daily Quest: Get Twenty People to Grope a Custom Girl in a Single Day. 32/20. +4 Avatar Gems Unlocked!

10 Avatar Gems.

I guess I did overkill, huh. I could’ve saved Cat some discomfort and suffering if I checked earlier. Oh well. I finished my drink then went backwards to the bar. I’d have one more drink and then get her out of there.

About fifteen minutes later I finished my glass. I made my way through the crowd and tapped Cat on the shoulder. She looked at me with a sour expression.

“Kitty Cat,” I shouted over the loud synth music. “It's time to go.” She beamed at that. She gave me a hug and we walked off to coat check.

Cat was the designated driver for us so I couldn't put her in the boot. Instead I just stripped her naked (except for her collar) and put her on the road. Midway through she piped up.

“So um,” She started. “I think we should talk about our relationship.”

“What do you mean?” I was slouched in the passenger's seat, my head propped up with my arm’s fist resting on the door.

“Well you called me your maid in front of Diana, but you spent the whole night fucking me in front of her, a complete stranger.” Cat said.

“Kitty Cat, we're not dating if that's what you think.” I said. I sat up. “I fuck who I want. It just so happens it's sometimes you.” She paused for a moment.

“Can I fuck who I want?” She asked.

“Ha, no.” I said. “Sorry, I don't roll that way. Maybe find another mistress if you want to swing.”

“So what's all this?” She gestured to the air with a free arm. “I've moved in with you. I went from a penthouse apartment in a good neighborhood to a dog bed in a crowded studio. My doorman hasn't seen me in a week. How do I explain all this to my friends?”

“You don't.” I said. I turned to her and stroked her cheek, putting a lock of hair behind her ear. “Look. After we get back from California we'll go over and clean out your house. Anything I don't want we’ll give away or sell.” I took her hand and clasped it in both of mine. “Does that sound better?” Cat’s voice croaked. She sniffled.

“That sounds so much worse,” She said, weary. I pulled my hands away.

“Well good,” I said. I leaned in until my face was right by hers. “This is your punishment for being such a bitch throughout life Kitty Cat. You can always leave any time you want. If you do, I'll even pay you back for everything you've done for me. But I have a suspicion you won't. You like this too much.” I kissed her ear lobe and pulled back.

“The sex is just so good,” She muttered.

“Whatever you need to tell yourself,” I responded. I pulled out my phone as we drove in silence.

The Avatar Gems continued to entertain. There was one I really liked. It was Misc. and it was just barely more expensive than the amount of gems I had.

MISC.
Observe Custom Girls live and view select highlights after the fact: 15 Avatar Gems.

I quickly removed my Avatar Gems from hard on command and orgasm on command. I'll put it back later. I NEEDED to check out this.

Once I bought it I was directed back to the home screen. There a new button was added, a little square play icon, and it was highlighted. I clicked it. A new window popped up. At first it was just the list of names of my Custom Girls. I clicked on Karen and it pulled me to a video player. I had to turn my phone sideways to properly view it.

Karen was currently walking around her house. The perspective was to the side of her, on the ground, looking up. She was wearing a white tank top that would have been loose on her but her breasts were so large it pulled the top up, only going down to above her midriff. She wasn't wearing pants. Instead just wearing frilly pink underwear. They were bikini cut so I could see a lot of her cheeks. She was hot.

The video player had a little bar of play time with specific markers with dates and times. It only went as far as about a week ago. I recognized the date as my first customization. If I scrolled below the little video bar there was a list of buttons describing what the bookmarks were. I scroll through some of the assorted timestamps.

“First customization”

“Breast size awareness turned on”

“Ass sensitivity raised.”

One of the more recent ones was the one I was looking for. It was dated as today, mid afternoon.

“Allergic to Modesty added.”

I clicked it and the video rewinded a chunk. I pulled out a pair of headphones to not bother Cat while she was driving. Then I hit play and started watching.

Karen was at her office typing. She was wearing a top with a scoop neckline that on anyone else would be sensible but with her was downright erotic. The perspective was as if I was in her laptop so my eyeline was directly at her cleavage. On top of it was a basic black jacket.

After a second she made a face of discomfort. She started to scratch below the camera line, then went back to typing. Then another second passed and her face went from discomfort to pain. She started gulping at the air.

“Ahhh,” She groaned. “Ahhhhh.”

At this point she had stopped typing and was bending over. She put both hands on her backside. Soon, it became too much. She screamed.

“Ahhhhhh!” She shouted.

She dropped to the ground. When she did, the perspective changed to be on the ceiling, above her. Now I could tell she was wearing long black work pants. Terrible for this customization. She was rocking back and forth on the floor. She opened her mouth to scream again but something else came out.

“Mooooo,” Karen's eyes went wide. Clearly the pain was the bigger issue, but something else was going on. “Mooooo. Moo, moooooo."

“Someone help!” She shouted. “Someone remoooooove these pants!”

Eventually she was able to muster up the strength to grab the seat of her pants and just pull. They faltered under her super strength and ripped apart. Once she did she was able to sit up, her legs played out on the office carpet. She was breathing heavily.

Her pant legs were still on her body, but didn't have her ass's heightened sensitivity so she was doing much better. It was at this moment the perspective changed again, this time it was at floor level against the left wall. Karen's glass office door opened and in came two male employees.

“Ms. Starr, are you okay?” The first one asked.

“Uh,” She took a deep gulp. Her hair was a mess. “Yeah. Thanks for checking in. I think I was just having an allergic reaction or something.”

“Alright,” Said the second guy, hesitant. They both slowly walked out of the office. Once they were gone she got behind the desk and ripped off the remaining fabric from her body. She balled it up and threw it into her wastebin.

“Okay so now I can't wear pants?” She said. She looked down at her backside. It was the same frilly pink panties I saw earlier. They really highlighted her ass. “I gotta get to the bottom of this. Moooooo.” She looked at her own mouth in disbelief. “And that tooooooo.” She gave her own face a **** stare.

She took off her blazer and wrapped it around her waist. After some experimenting she was able to tuck it into her paties such that it didn't go beyond the invisible line that made clothing impossible to wear but still covered up something. Then she made a phone call.

“Hey, Zee. Mooooo” Karen said. “I really need yoooou tooooo help with something. I feel like I'm going insane.” She paused as the other person spoke. “Yes the mooooo-ing is part of it.” She paused again. “I don't need a therapist. Moooooo. Something really strange is going on with my body and I think it's magical.” Another pause. “I already talked to Clark and checked the Fortress of Solitoooooode. It's not biological. Nothing came up.” Another pause. “Okay, I can see yoooooou on Monday.” One final pause. “Mooooo. Thank yooooooou so much.”

She hung up the phone. After that she just went back to work. The clip ended soon after. The app has two buttons pop up. One asked “continue watching?” while the other said “return to present.” I just closed the app altogether, giggling like a madwoman. I opened up Spotify, pulled up the new Magdalena Bay album, slouched in my chair, and relaxed the rest of the way home.

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When we got home we had a surprise. Wonder Woman was waiting for us outside the front door. Her eyes bulged when she saw Cat, still nude, walk out of the car.

“Diana,” Cat said. She tried to cover herself up with her arms. “What are you doing here?” I slapped her hands away so she couldn't cover herself.

“Kitty Cat,” Diana said. Cat looked at the floor when Wonder Woman called her by her nickname, dejected. “I’m back to sleep in my wonderful new bed.” She smiled at us as she said that. “But Kitty Cat, where are your clothes?”

“She misplaced them at the club,” I said. “Now let's get you inside and get some dinner in you.” I put my hand on the small of her back and escorted her through the door.

As we got in I turned back on the hard on command and orgasm on command Avatar customizations. Then I got to work. As Cat got dressed and then prepared dinner, I let Diana watch some TV while I was in the other room just cranking it. I took large bowl after large bowl and filled them to the brim with semen. Then I took some Saran wrap and used them to cover the bowls before putting them in the fridge. I kept doing this until Cat was ready. When that happened I took the last bowl I filled and put it in the microwave.

While me and Cat had delicious eggplant sliders, I just gave Wonder Woman a bowl of microwaved cum. I counted and I came ten times into that bowl. Ten times! And Wonder Woman was eating like it was a delicious soup. I was never going to get used to her being under my thrall.

Dinner was once again pretty good. Cat was a natural cook. After Wonder Woman finished I made sure Cat separated that bowl from the rest. I don't care how much elbow grease she used or how hot the dishwasher was, I'm not risking tasting my own cum.

“Well,” Wonder Woman said as she stretched her arms. “This late dinner was great, but I have to hit the hay.”

“Same,” I said, patting my full belly. I got up from my seat. “We have to pack but you can help yourself to your bed Diana. Oh, I should give you the spare key so you can swing by while we're gone.”

“You're too kind,” Wonder Woman said.

“Don't mention it,” I brushed her off.

I had Cat pack while I went to bed. We didn't buy much clothes for her so she basically put everything from our shopping trip into a single carry-on. For me she could use some more discretion. I trusted her. Mostly because I knew she wouldn't dare to try to pull one over on me at this point.

We didn't have sex before bed. I was tapped out. If Cat had a problem with that she didn't express it. I think she was still upset from the car ride. Still, right before I dozed off I did check my achievements one last time.

Achievement: Arouse One-Hundred-Forty People 167/140 6 gems unlocked!
Achievement: Arouse One-Hundred-Fifty People 167/150 6 gems unlocked!
Achievement: Arouse One-Hundred-Sixty People 167/160 6 gems unlocked!
Achievement: Arouse One-Hundred-Seventy People 167/170 6 gems reward

Achievement: Cause One-Hundred Orgasms 130/100 60 gems unlocked!
Achievement: Cause One-Hundred-Twenty-Five Orgasms 130/125 15 gems unlocked!
Achievement: Cause One-Hundred-Fifty Orgasms 130/150 30 gems reward!

272/1,000 Gems

Huh, I’ve caused a lot of orgasms. Must be the Wonder Woman aura. It was good to be queen. I closed my phone and went to bed.

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