The blinking light needs to be pressed.
I'm still unsteady, so I walk slowly to the next blinking light.
You stumble slightly, and so you take it slow to the next blinking light.
The tiles are not helpful. You notice that as you get deeper into the room, the tiles become smaller and smaller, with deep gaps between them. This makes your footing more unsteady, and so you go even slower.
And the tits! They're so heavy on your chest! They unbalance you so you are forced to hold your shoulders back.
You can feel them sway and bounce every time you take a step.
It's all the worse because you can't look down. The corset keeps your back straight, and the collar keeps your head upright. To see the ground, you have to stop and bend over from the waist, your entire upper body as straight as a board.
Finally you reach the light, which is just at eye level, but just as you're about to press it, it turns off!
HEY!
You look around.
Damn it. Clearly you walked too slowly to press the light, and so you don't get credit.
You realize that you were looking forward to the positive reinforcement of the "Good Girl", and you're sad that you didn't get that sign positive feedback, which makes you sad.
But that's fucked up, isn't it? That you are desperate for the praise of a computer?
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