Going for the easiest boon

"Maybe after we've had some fun," you say with a lazy sigh as you push the phone away and begin taking off your top and bra. You roll your hips around Jeff's fingers and moan quietly through your nose.

"Sure thing," Jeff said with a smile before getting up, retracting his gentle fingers from your insides. You pout as your pleasure begins to subside, but you look up and see Jeff in front of you. "I don't work that cum-coated pussy of yours for free," he says as he pulls down his pants and underwear, revealing his pretty erect cock in front of your face. "Get me up and maybe I'll fuck you."

"Wow, such drama," you say with a smirk as you grab a hold of his cock and give it a few tugs. It's pretty decently sized, but you have to be gentle, or he'll coat your throat before you get him where you'd rather have him.

You get to work. Nothing would have been better than being worshipped and pleasured 24/7, but you got to work for your pay in this economy. Besides, it gets your engine going to suck on a cock. Once you've lathered it up properly to get rid of the underwear sweat, at least.

After a few minutes of Jeff grunting and moaning and you trying to look hot while fearing he'll waste his shot on your throat, you figure that you've done your time and pull yourself off the dick. "Now, get back in there," you say as you pull off your shorts and underwear, tossing them to the side, and you walk over to his couch, fall backwards and spread your legs.

Jeff huffs for a moment before he gets into position, knees on the couch and his cock rubbing against your sex. You hold your legs up and smile sheepishly as Jeff begins fucking you in earnest. God, you just love being fucked hard and Jeff knows it.

He is in your top five "who to marry list", for his hard fucks, but you'd be willing to sacrifice a good lay for wealth. And Jeff's pretty middle class and unambitious when it comes to making money, so you doubt it'll be him that gets to put a ring on your finger.

Still, might keep him around if you find some rich idiot that you can twirl around your pinky.

Oh no, you thought about being an unfaithful wife, one of your biggest kinks... causing you to climax a little too soon. You cry out and Jeff starts thrusting quick and hard to join you. He grabs hold of your hips and presses deep into you and you feel his seed coat your insides and leak out around his cock as you begin climaxing. Jeff continues thrusting and makes a mess of his couch.

"Fuck," you say a few moments later as your C-tier orgasm dies down. You can't let that be your only lay this day you decide in your head as a ping sound comes from your phone. You glance over and momentarily look around for some paper tissues, but you give up on that as Jeff seems to be going to get something to clean himself up with. You roll over and lunge for the phone on the table with your soiled hands. Fingerprint fails on the first attempt so you lick your fingers and the screen clean before it opens up.

"Challenge completed: Slut Life. Prize: Boon Card, $200, and token to Slut Life card" the screen said.

"Wohoo, I won money and a boon card!" you say in a happy tone as you swap apps to check your bank account, your legs dangling off the couch, knees close together as Jeff's cream pie begins pooling between your thighs. You tighten your ass and inner thigh muscles with the hope of not having more of it poor onto Jeff's couch as you glance up at him.

He's drying his dick off and you snap your fingers to get his attention, pointing at your crotch puddle and the tissues he's got in his hand. "If you wouldn't mind borrowing some of that to me... are those wet tissues or dry?"

"Dry," Jeff said as he turns around and tugs off a few more sheets from a roll of kitchen paper. You roll your eyes and give him a flat smile before beckoning him to give you the paper. "It is much better at sucking shit up than wet tissues," he adds in what you assume he wanted to be factual tone, but to you it just sounded apologetic.

"Tell that to the couch pillow beneath me," you say as you start scooping wetness up from your crotch, doing your best to avoid sandpapering your nethers with the cheap kitchen roll. "Sending them off to the cleaners every week can't be cheap."

"Ha ha," Jeff said as he began pulling his pants back on. "I'll get a bucket and a rag for that stain in a minute. Anyway, you said you won stuff?"

You glance down at your phone as the app for your bank account finally opened up. "Yes! $200 transferred a minute ago!"

"So you've leveled up your sluttiness by fucking me," Jeff said.

"I guess I... did?" you say as you look down at yourself. Your A-cup tits in clear view. As you blink, you could swear they changed. Now there were implants that inflated your flat chest into firmer B-cup orbs. They were slightly grotesque, but some part of you enjoyed the view.

You also felt as if Jeff's cock suddenly was less than impressive for your well-used pussy. In fact, some part of you pondered why you hadn't made him fuck you in the ass, which still had a bit more tightness to it more worthy to dicks that size. Currently you were expertly keeping all of his cum inside yourself, making less of a mess of his couch than you could swear there had been there a few moments ago.

"Did I fuck you into silence?" Jeff asked as you glanced up at him. Was there a hint of hope to his tone? That he'd been able to impress you with his sexual mediocrity?

"Was that what we did?" you say before you realize it was a bit of a nasty thing to say. "Sorry, I'm just pondering... The app seems to be working, but does it give you more than money?"

Jeff bristled in insecurity for a second before subduing his scratched ego. "What do you mean, that you weren't as slutty or blonde before playing this game?"

"Well... yeah? I just had a strange feeling... that something has changed," you say as you look at your phone. Seeing the two tokens on your Slut Life Card on screen.

"Well, I guess there are ways to test that as well," Jeff said as he put his shirt back on. "Get some Boons and try them out? That polymorph mentioned awareness, did it not?"

"Yeah..." You say in response, before catching yourself at almost releasing the creampie inside of you. "Oof, got to clean myself out," you say as you tenderly get up from the couch, put a paper-filled hand between your legs and begin tip-toeing towards Jeff's bathroom.