He stays put

He's watching you warily, waiting for any sign you're going to scream or complain, but you smile again at him nervously. In the same quiet whisper you used when you wished for new panties, you tell him,"I like men who take what they want."

Which is a bold move, and done mostly because you can't handle yet another failure for reality to meet your heightened expectations for this new world you're creating.

He nods thoughtfully as his fingers begin to move again. "Is that so," he murmurs. He doesn't look terribly pleased, but the slight bulge in his pants tells you he's at least somewhat interested.

You kind of want him to take his cock out of his pants and **** your mouth onto it, but he already seems a little too leery of your consenting to being groped.

Your face falls. "Why doesn't anyone want me?" you mutter with no small frustration. To your surprise, you can feel tears pricking at your eyes.

"Oh, hey now," he says awkwardly, and it's clear that while his pervy groping motivation has utterly vanished, now there's a strangely fatherly approach to reassuring you. He continues to flick your clit with renewed fervor, even as you note the bulge in his pants deflates. "A pretty young thing like you, I'll bet you turn plenty of heads," he says kindly, his fingers stroking at the insides of your walls.

You blink at him, then smile shakily.

"No good stressing about it, let's see if we can take the edge off for you, eh?" He wraps a friendly arm around your shoulders and pulls you tight against his side as he continues to play with your pussy. "That's it, sweetheart, just relax, just listen to da-" He cuts himself off sharply and recovers with,"Let me take care of your aching pussy, sweetheart, just relax, you're so beautiful."

When you come listening to his murmuring sweet nothings in your ear, it's not a big orgasm, it's a pleasant if small one. He smiles warmly at your slight gasp. "Better?"

You nod with a small smile, even as your mind whirls with new changes to the Rules. "Yes, thank you."

It's your stop, and you leave the bus for home.