Grace sleeps in

Grace woke to a buzzing on her phone. She hadn't even realized she'd fallen asleep. She sat up and saw the wet spot on her bed between her legs and remembered her intense masturbation session. She suddenly felt embarrassed, she wasn't normally like that. Her phone buzzed again and she looked over. It was the gatcha game.

Warning: 10 seconds remain

SHOOT! Grace grabbed her phone and quickly looked at her options.

She couldn't see the countdown but she knew there was little time to pick. She quickly tapped one of them at random and waited.

User Failed to Select on Time. Punishment Required.

Select your punishment

Receive all three

or

Receive an upgraded variant of one at random

What? No. She had pressed it. She was sure of it. She shook her head, she couldn't take all three of them. She had to upgrade instead. Even if she didn't know which one it was, three at once...it was just too much. She tapped the second option.

Oral (Rare)

Only Cum

Oh no. Only cum? What could that mean. She set her phone aside for now, she'd figure it out eventually after all. She needed a shower, and to wash her sheets. The whole apartment stank like sex. When she got to the bathroom she realized she'd slept with cum on her face. She blushed, but also felt a twinge of heat between her legs. Quickly she got into the shower to clean herself before she let it distract her again.

Once she got the laundry on she realized she was starting to feel hungry. She went into the kitchen and found some leftover stir fry. After heating it up in the microwave she took a bit...and promptly spat it out, "What the...I made that yesterday. How did it go bad already?" She wondered aloud.

She went to the pantry instead and grabbed some bread and spread a little peanut butter on it. One bite and again she spat it out. "Disgusting!" It wasn't just gross, it felt off. Like she just knew it would make her sick if she ate it. She was about to grab something else when she remembered, 'Only Cum'.

Is....is that all she can eat now? Cum? She'd starve...right? Not even Raj could provide 1000s of calories of cum daily. Reminded of him she found the water bottle in her fridge. She prepared herself and took a sip. It was gross. It was cold semen after all. But it didn't make her feel sick the way the real food had. She managed to down a few more mouthfuls and almost immediately her hunger went away. In fact she felt like she'd eaten a full meal. "Oh no...no no no..." Grace slumped down against the counter. It was one thing to need to blow a guy every now and then...it was entirely different to be completely dependent on a man.

She pulled out her phone and texted Eva, Bad one today. How about you?

Eva texted back quickly, Just some cool hair for me. Do you like it?

Her phone buzzed again as the photo Eva sent came through

Grace replied, Looks nice...but aren't you supposed to be at work?

Grace saw the dots come and go several times as Eva obviously struggled to form a reply. Finally she sent a message, No...got fired. Sex toys at work is apparently a no-no.

Grace put down her phone. Oh no. This was all her fault. She texted Eva_, I'm coming over. _She got up, grabbed a dress, and headed over to Eva's.