In the Taxi

“Why not flash some strangers out the window, zero consequences!”

Target > 10, 1d100 roll+2=64, failed suggestion.

Hannah Davis Corruption Points: 2

"Mindlessly massage your nipples through your shirt. It feels so good just to rub them and think of nothing."

Target > 25, 1d100 roll+2=45, successful suggestion (+1 corruption).

Hannah Davis Corruption Points: 3

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Hannah loses herself in a fantasy. Wouldn’t it be hot if she just pulls her top off and flashes some randos out the car window? Brighten some construction workers’ day. Scandalize some prudes. Really live. Her finger slowly circles her nipple as she pictures it. She smiles absent-mindedly as her nipple swells from her finger’s teasing.

The car turns and her eyes meet the driver’s in the rearview mirror. She realizes she’s been giving Bahadur a show and blushes. She hurriedly pulls her hand away and picks up a water bottle to distract herself, taking a refreshing swig.

"Take a big sip of nice cool water" and then when she does, fluster her with "So his cock's gotta be rock hard, right?"

Target > 10, 1d100 roll+3=95, successful suggestion (+1 corruption).

Hannah Davis Corruption Points: 4

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All of a sudden she can’t help but picture the driver naked. He’s been watching her play with her own nipples. His huge brown cock is hard and ready to burst in her mind’s eye. As the naked Bahadur in her fantasy smiles and reaches for her, Hannah chokes on the water and does a spit take. She expels water from her tight mouth and splatters the driver’s leather headrest and his hair.

Bahadur reaches for his wet head, and then he pulls the car over. “What the hell, lady?”

Hannah is flustered. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened.”

He does not look impressed.

"Thank him for the water. Pour it over yourself and talk about how refreshing that is while showing off your wet boobs."

Target > 10, 1d100 roll+3=84, successful suggestion (+2 corruption).

Hannah Davis Corruption Points: 6

Something puts Hannah in the mood to give Bahadur a show. She upends the water bottle over her head and lets it pour out over her body. Her tight white tank turns sheer, and her nipples are dark and prominent through it.

She drops the plastic bottle and cups the underside of her breasts through the sheer fabric, pushing them up. “Mm, that feels refreshing. Thank you for the tasty water, mister!”

Bahadur stares at her tits for a moment, and then he shakes his head. “Bitch, you are crazy. Get the fuck out of my car before you ruin the leather.”

He gets out, opens the door, and grabs Hannah’s bare arm to try and pull her out of his taxi. They are parked by a gas station and a diner.

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Hannah.