Go to a bar to blow off steam

You are in shambles right now. After leaving the bursar's office you walk back to your dorm head to the parking lot and get in your car. You drive it to the bar, all the while thinking you may have to sell it soon just to keep living. You walk into the bar and can hardly think straight. You are hoping some **** will clear your mind for an evening.

You sit down at the bar and order a round from the bartender. You take your drink and start sipping whilst watching the TV up ahead. You're actually quite interested in what you are seeing. The news story is about a gummy ring that was busted at the Futanari Academy of Equality. Apparently there was a distribution ring selling test performance gummies as well as sex-related gummies. "Yesterday night police cracked down on a gang ran by students supply the city and the several mile long campus with tens of thousands of dollars of both sex and test performance gummies. Police estimate the leader of the gang must have been raking in upwards of $50,000 a week based on the amount of gummies seized during a SWAT raid" the reported on the TV says. "$50,000 a week...." you think to yourself. "What the heck is a sex-related ****" you say aloud.

"Oh they do loads of things. Some make you shoot cum harder or increase the volume, some stop you from being horny, some put a cute boy to sleep so you can treat them right" a cute redhead says as she sits down next to you. You didn't realize you said your previous sentence aloud. After hearing her say they can put you to sleep you look down at your drink which is almost empty. "Relax sugar, I didn't spike your drink. I'm not thinking you're gonna be that much work" she says.

"What makes you think I'm 'not that much work' as you say" you respond.

"Well, you're in a rough side of town. I don't see a potential girlfriend around. You don't look very strong. You're drinking and I've noticed you looking into dead space you are clearly looking for a distraction. I came over here to be that distraction for you" she says as she puts her arms around your shoulder.

"I could use a distraction..." you admit.

She leans in close and whispers in your ear "then get your whore ass in the bathroom right now". You get up and instantly go into the bathroom. There is no men's or women's room, its just one public bathroom. You shuffle quickly inside and she guides you following suit and pushes you into a normal sized stall. She wastes no time taking your clothes off and you say "be gentle with me, please". She dismisses you "shut up, you're here for easy release so try not to make too much noise". She pulls your pants and underwear down to your ankles and bends you over the toilet. Your shirt is still on and so are all of her clothes except for her fly she unbuttons. Her cock comes through the fly of her jeans and she slaps the back of your ass with her love rod. "God you're such a slut" she says as she removes your butt plug and places it on the toilet paper rack. Then she slides it in very easily thanks to the butt plug you've been wearing since last night. Neither of you have lube but she isn't very big passed what you butt plug was holding open so you don't even need it. She's a little thick but not even long enough to graze your prostate. She doesn't moan very loudly when she thrusts in you. And you are uncomfortable because every time she plunges into your ass you are pressed hard into the toilet seat. Your legs are spread to make it easier for her and they probably enter the adjacent stall from underneath. All you hear is her grunting as she ploughs into you. She won't even take her clothes off to properly fuck you. So much for being romantic, she must have needed release as much as you do. "NNNnnnnghhhh" she says as she thrusts her cock as deep as she possibly can into you and unloads a pathetic few pumps of cum. "Mmmm yeah you dumb dumb bitch" she says as she spits on the back of your head. Futas produce a lot of cum and the fact that she came so little leads you to believe she does this often if not already a few times today. You lay there on the toilet for a few minutes as for each of her heart beats you can feel her cock get smaller as she goes flaccid. She then lazily plays with her cock, rubbing the small amounts of remaining cum on the ring of your stretched ass "Mmmm good girl, good little bitch for my cock. God I can't believe you seduced me into doing this. You tricked me you little street whore" the red head says as she puts the butt plug back into your ass causing you to jump a little. She then pulls out her wallet and throws cash on the floor underneath the toilet seat. "You cheap whores are all the same" is the last thing she said before leaving you in that stall. You reach down to the ground and pick up the cash. "Four hundred dollars?" you think to yourself. "I just made $400 for 12 minutes of mediocre dick? This might not be a bad idea for my loan" you continue to rationalize your thoughts. On one hand you can't believe she thought you were a prostitute. On the other hand, does a so called cheap whore really make $400 a person? Does that mean normal whores make even more money? You could service a lot of people and make thousands in one night.

You also thought about what they said on the TV. Could you potentially enter the **** trade? Maybe you could run a new gang now that the old one on campus was busted according to the cops? You go back to Jasmine's dorm room to go to sleep for the night. Upon entry into the pink room Jasmine is sound asleep and you cuddle up next to her and fall asleep. Before you fall asleep however, you ponder the possibilities of what you learned. Do you really have it in you to pimp other people out or run a gummy trade? Life isn't really giving you any options and those two things seem to be the only way of making enough money to pay off these new monthly payments.