Ejac and Serve

“Amazing! Ladies and gentlemen, we have our first tie of the night; A three-way at that! As our team works its magic, I’ll be explaining each of her new positions along the way!”

Blanching at Jack’s announcement, Eve instantly regretted continuing. Being bossed around by those sleazy superiors beats being changed into a whore. Her best bet was a trajectory change into finding Mr. Right—Now it was certain that even if she was gifted such a comparatively light sentence she'd be 2/3rds a tricked-out hoe. With the collar starting to whirl and work, the red-head police officer could only clutch onto the sexed-up officer cap and pray she'd get the ones that didn't whore her out to the world.

Surprisingly, the collar’s work began by changing the badge on her belt to OCPD. Memories of patrol became a lot sunnier; Closer to the beach a Chicagian's hard-boiled career turned Cali-valley coasting. With a lot fewer nail-biting gang busts and a lot more speed tickets, there were a lot fewer chances to move up in the world but it was certainly less stress-inducing. Eve could even swear that she remembered her debt a lot lower than she thought.

“We decided to change her environment to be more… relaxed with people like Evie over there. Some of you up close can see, but for those who don't, we've changed all records and memories of Evie's service to be California based. After all, who doesn’t like the beach? We'll leave changing the past up to history and continue onward with the skills to pay the bills. But first, here's one small taste of her new life.”

On the board, Evie’s memories flashed back to that interrogation room. Even though she never actually worked there, it felt so familiar. She could call back to that day as the first time the OCPD trial ran the new techniques on a college quarterback. Detained under association with a cultish fraternity, they were trying to get him to testify against the scumbag of a kid who hazed another student to his ****. As Eve approached the quarterback she relived utilizing the new expert grade procedures on the witness. Getting underneath the desk and manipulating the head of his problems, she quickly relieved any issues he had with ratting out his frat friends. Remarking, Eve commented as they finished "Discharging one scumbag had felt so good for the first time."

Having that slip, Eve couldn’t help blushing as she realized what was going on. Years of training were being overlaid with a whole new set of procedures. Now formally focused on the interrogation, her skills were trained by the best of the best in the new academy courses on being in the new Relief Interrogations department. So new that in fact, she was the first officer charged with the duty. A skillset based on working both the mouth of the suspect and her own like a seductress. Sometimes the really tough criminals required gadgets or even a full-bodied interrogation, but the success rate was off the charts. That was it: She was a government-employed slut. Working people off to get people on crimes. And apparently, she was really good at it.

Jack chimed in “A revolutionary performance in the realm of police interrogations I'll say! As 'A Change in Position' did its work, Evie has become a landmark in police history as the first blessed with the job of Relief Interrogation Officer. Going back to the police academy for a retrain of her skills, she'll blow any criminal's secrets out into the open! And as a figurehead of this awe-inspiring new career path, she'll have the skills to be the showcase with 'Social Media Slut' and 'But I Play One On TV'”

As Eve’s skin took on a slight tan, all new techniques were shoved into her head. How to make the perfect selfie, how to show off without breaking terms of service agreements, and how to run an OnlyFans business. Groaning as all the production techniques ingrained themself into her brain, Eve can't help but roll her eyes at what her new social media accounts were named. BetchCopEvie and her porn name “Evie B. Wyld” took over her old drab Twitter posts on politics. Other 'skills' such as faking an orgasm and having porno levels of acting acumen added themselves to the growing catalog of slut skills.

Jack proceeded to commentate. “While at first two of our tied results conflicted, we seamlessly wrapped all three into a brand new package; even packing it with some bonuses! I'm sure with how good Evie's are at advertising everything that the RIO deals with, they'll be swimming in recruits shortly. And thanks to our new sponsors at the PD you can now get yourself some of her upcoming productions in 4K for just $69.69!"

While a thunderous amount of clapping roared through the studio, Eve couldn’t help tightening her crossed arms, pushing up her huge breasts even higher. It was becoming easier and easier to rationalize her new occupations as reasonable. Why wouldn’t she go down that route? Not only was she making a huge sum of money from working two jobs, but both also had great benefits as well. Usually, she'd be trusting of her inner logic but her entire being was screaming IT'S SLUT WORK

Turning to his contestant, Jack couldn't help pushing and prodding. "Hey, how's your new position making you feel Evie? Do you think you're up to the challenge? A lot of government money is riding on your success here."

Evie tightened her crossed arms. "Do I LOOK ready to be a government-sanctioned whore?!"

"Yeah, sweetie-pie. You dress exactly for the part."

"If you BOYS didn't choose my clothes I'd be able to slut for whoever I want, mister!” With her hands now on her hips, Evie flipped her hair before realizing what she just said. Grumbling to no one in particular, she just wanted the game to be over as quickly as possible. The faster she could open up the wish case and reverse everything back to normal, the faster she'd be sleeping this off like it was a nightmare. No way could she suffer through another round of boxes or his antics, much less the maximum nine boxes before getting what she wanted. Pausing for a moment she tried to grasp for whatever she could think of. "Let me choose five boxes!"

Smiling, Jack replied, “You probably are a bit too dull to figure it out, but you can do as many boxes as you like.”

Blushing slightly—Evie rolled her eyes. "I mean right now. Let me choose five boxes. Let the audience vote on whatever punishments I get and whatever rewards you want to vote on, but let's get this over and done with in one go."

"Now I know it's hard to count to ten, but that's how many boxes we have left."

"I don't care! Whatever it takes to get out of here!!!" Stomping her feet, Eve never felt so demeaned in her life, and with how wet her undergarments felt she really wanted to get the show on the road.

Right before mocking Eve yet again and dismissing her suggestion once again, Jack turned around and talked through his earpiece for a moment. While he was of the mind to make every minute of runtime count, the producers took her offer as a chance to mold their finale however they wished. Even if all of the punishments showed up, Eve would still get some sort of reward. But her win condition was probably the wish. It would be the perfect time to risk everything for one card, only to get any of the game-ending sets. They'd only have to adjust the offer a bit to make it all the more likely. Convinced that it was no skin off his paycheck, Jack turned back around with an elated grin. "Well aren't you in luck Evie! Our producer seems to absolutely adore that idea. He just has two conditions. Whatever you get out of these five cases is whatever you get. You can't get upset, you hear? And he gets to add one more condition after the cases are done."

"Fine! Consider it a deal!" With tingling elation Eve confidently calls out boxes 20, 1, 3, 17, and 12. At this point, she was sure that either she'd be able to retire or get her wish. Her final 50/50 shot. She was pretty sure that was how percentages worked. Her mind was pretty shot but she was certain she'd get what she wanted.

Note: Decided to rewrite this a bit and then set it up for a finale. The last three chapters are hopefully coming up within the next couple of weeks. I want to wrap up at least my two contestant lines within the new year. Cheers!