Grace picks again

Grace woke up the next morning freezing. She wasn't used to sleeping in the nude. She groaned and hid under the covers a little while longer, not wanting to leave their warmth. Except now that she was awake, her home nudist trait took over. She found the sheets become increasingly uncomfortable until she was **** to throw them off. She decided to take a shower to warm up, which worked, briefly. Afterwards as soon as she had finished drying herself with the towel she found herself unable to keep it wrapped around her body.

She checked the time, she'd actually slept in. She had to rush to finish getting ready. Out of order too since she had to finish her hair and make-up before getting dressed. As her last step she brought her outfit to the front door and steeled herself for getting dressed. As much as she wanted to wear her new leather outfit she still felt it wasn't totally appropriate for work, and beside she couldn't wear the same outfit every single day. Instead she'd found a dress she'd bought years ago as a party dress but never had the confidence to wear. It was short and showed off some impressive cleavage but it was probably just on the edge of acceptable work attire. She was only an intern after all.

She skipped pantyhose, it would just take took long. Instead she quickly pulled on her panties and put on her bra. Already the sensation was becoming too uncomfortable. She quickly stepped into the dress and pulled it up, but the zipper was stuck. Screw it, she thought. She opened her door and stepped outside. Feeling instant relief she was able to take her time correcting the zipper and getting it on properly. She reached back inside to grab her heels and purse, and then locked her door and left for work.

Once again her outfit caused a few appreciative stares, but no commentary. That is until later in the day she was in the washroom stall and she heard two women talking about the 'skanky intern'. She felt herself blush, that isn't who she was. Well...it hadn't been. She did blow a complete stranger last night after all. She waited until the women left before leaving the stall, not wanting to start a confrontation.

Back at her desk she texted Eva her support. It would be time for Eva's next pick soon. She hoped she'd be alright on her own. Grace gulped, she was worried enough about her own choice this afternoon. It seemed like she was losing more and more of herself.

At least she had something to distract her. Her boss came to her desk in the morning with a special assignment. No more photocopying, some actual work. He wanted her to do an analysis and prepare a report. He told her not to stress about it too much, it was low stakes, he just wanted to see what she could do. Excited for the opportunity Grace threw herself into it, working straight through her lunch. She didn't stop until her phone buzzed warning her that her timer was up.

Shocked at where the day had gone Grace finally took a break. She opened her phone which was already locked onto the app. Three new choices.

Grace examined the pictures. The first one...a webcam? She shuddered, she didn't want to find herself with an OnlyFans or something. That was out. The second one, maybe it would make her money hungry? That could be...ok? Maybe. The third, well that's a piercing. For sure. So which to pick...Grace was torn. She didn't have any piercings except her ears, and just a single hole in each. She'd never wanted anything else. A second ear piercing would be fine...but what about her tongue, or nose? That might make her career path more difficult. There weren't a lot of CEOs with nose rings.

With a gulp she picked the middle image.

Whore (Common)

Everything has it's price

Whore? Oh no! Everything has a price...so what, she was going to prostitute herself? She took a moment to think...she didn't have any sudden urge to do so. That was good at least. Then she thought about what she would do if someone offered her money for sex and instantly realized she would, for the right price. In fact she realized she would probably do just about anything for t he right about of money. That was new. At least it wasn't very common for guys to solicit sex from strangers...right? She looked down at herself and gulped. They might be more likely now she was she dressing down so to speak.

Ok, get it together Grace. You've got this analysis to complete, forget about the game. She tried to get back into it but her concentration was broken. At least her boss had given her until end of day tomorrow to finish the assignment. She sighed as she shut down her computer for the day. Things had been going so well too. She texted Eva again but didn't hear back from her. Grace frowned, she'd have to go see her after work.

Grace packed up her purse and started to leave but then she saw one of the junior partners approaching, "Hi Grace." He said smiling.

"Uh hi...Jason was it?" Grace replied.

"Ya. Jason. Listen uh...I was just wondering...do you want to get drinks with me sometime?

Grace was instantly creeped out. This guy was more than a decade her senior, and in a position of power over her too. Not exactly her boss, but sometime close to it. She cringed and opened her mouth to say no. Except that's not what she said, "$200."

"Huh?" Jason asked, confused.

Grace's eyes went wide. She hadn't meant to say that, "I'll go out with you for $200." She elaborated.

Jason scoffed, "Geez. I was just trying to be nice." He quickly turned and left. Grace sighed in relief, that sucks. What if he had agreed...would she have had to go with him? She really, really had to get rid of this app. She quickly rushed home, determined not to talk to anybody else.