Jade's Final Hours: Closing Time

The hum of the mall had died down, the once-bustling hallways now quiet as most of the stores were shuttering for the night. The crowd that had surged through earlier had thinned, leaving only a few stragglers lingering by the food court or in the last open shops. Jade knelt in her booth, her body heavy with the weight of her shift, the dull ache in her knees long forgotten beneath the growing pressure inside her belly.

Her AR display blinked softly in her peripheral vision: Warning - filling level critical: 120%. She felt every bit of it—her stomach painfully tight, distended so far that even her shallow breaths felt labored. Her throat had long since backed up with the cum she hadn’t been able to swallow, the thick liquid coating the back of her mouth, lingering on her teeth. How did she keep breathing?!

She swallowed reflexively, but there was no more room. Her body was at its limit.

The mall’s janitor, Tom, hurried past her booth, his steps quick and purposeful as he glanced toward the last few clients hovering around her station. He shot them a look, then turned back to Jade, his face creased with a mixture of impatience and sympathy.

“Come on, guys,” he called out to the small group of men waiting for their turn. “I need to close up, so let’s wrap this up, alright? I gotta lock the doors in ten minutes.”

The group of students chuckled, exchanging glances with each other as they slowly made their way toward Jade’s booth. They were a group of four, all wearing college hoodies from a different university. Their steps were unhurried, their postures casual, as if the whole situation was nothing more than a game.

Jade blinked up at them, her mouth still slightly open, the cum from previous clients filling her mouth and backing up into her throat. She could barely manage a breath without tasting it. Her body was trembling from the strain of holding so much, her arms limp at her sides as she tried to stay still, tried to keep her focus. But her mind was distant, far from the task at hand, far from the voices now surrounding her.

“She looks about ready to burst,” one of the students said with a laugh, his eyes roaming over Jade’s swollen stomach and cum-covered skin. His voice was light, amused, as if they were talking about some inanimate object rather than the girl kneeling in front of them.

“Bet she can barely breathe with all that in her,” another added, nudging his friend with an elbow. “She’s stuffed to the brim.”

Jade didn’t react. She couldn’t. Her body was on autopilot, her mind numb from the overload of sensation and exhaustion. She opened her mouth a little wider, but it barely made a difference. The cum already filling her mouth was pushed forward slightly, coating her lips, but she swallowed reflexively, trying to make room for the next load. There wasn’t any.

“Damn, she’s still going,” one of them muttered, his voice almost impressed. “Let’s finish her off, then.”

With casual indifference, they unzipped their pants, each one stepping up in turn as they took out their cocks, already hard from the anticipation. Jade’s eyes were half-lidded, barely registering their movements as the first student moved closer, his hand gripping his cock as he started stroking himself right in front of her face.

The group continued their banter, talking and laughing amongst themselves as though she weren’t even there, their voices blending together as Jade’s vision blurred. She could feel the next warm load hit her lips, splattering across her teeth before sliding down the back of her throat, mingling with the mess already there. She swallowed reflexively, but there was no space left to take it in. The cum spilled from her mouth, dribbling down her chin and onto her chest, adding to the layer of filth coating her skin.

“Looks like she’s full up,” one of the students remarked with a grin, watching as his friend unloaded into her mouth. “But she’s still trying.”

Jade’s jaw ached, her entire body trembling with the effort to hold herself steady as the next student stepped forward, adding his load to the mix. The sticky warmth of his release coated her lips, dribbling down her neck. Her face was a mess now, a mix of dried cum, fresh spurts, and the heat of her breath mingling in the cooling air of the mall.

One by one, the students finished, their loads splashing across her face, chest, and stomach as they spoke casually to one another, their words distant echoes in Jade’s mind.

“Damn, what a trooper.”

“She probably doesn’t even know we’re here anymore.”

Jade blinked slowly, her body reacting out of habit as she tried to swallow, but the pressure in her belly kept her from taking anything more. The cum overflowed from her mouth, spilling onto her thighs, pooling at her knees. She felt heavy, bloated, her skin stretched impossibly tight as the final student finished and zipped himself back up. 126%.

With one last glance and a few chuckles, the group walked away, disappearing into the dimming lights of the mall. Jade stayed where she was, still kneeling, her breaths shallow and ragged. She barely noticed as Tom, the janitor, approached her booth, his broom in hand as he swept the floor around her.

“Alright, Jade,” he said gently, his voice softer than it had been with the others. “You did good today. Really good. Go ahead and hit the showers, I’ll finish closing up.”

Jade slowly blinked up at him, her vision still hazy from exhaustion. Her throat was so full she could barely speak, but she nodded, managing a weak smile. Tom smiled back, his expression warm, but his eyes lingered a little too long on her swollen figure. She didn’t notice—or at least, pretended not to.

“I, uh…” he hesitated, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly as he glanced away for a moment. “You know, I’m around if you ever need anything. A break or… I dunno. Just to talk.”

Jade nodded again, her smile faint but genuine. Tom was a good guy—shy, awkward, but always polite. She’d known for a while that he had a bit of a crush on her. It wasn’t hard to tell. The way he fidgeted around her, the lingering glances, the way he’d make excuses to hang around her booth whenever he could. But he never crossed the line.

He was sweet, really, but Jade didn’t think of him that way. She treated him like a friend, and nothing more. Still, there was a warmth in his kindness, and despite everything, she appreciated it.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he added, giving her a small wave as she slowly stood, her body heavy with the weight of her shift. “Get some rest, alright?”

Jade managed another nod, her legs trembling slightly as she took a step toward the employee area. Her knees were sore, her stomach painfully full, but she knew the showers were waiting, and that was enough to push her forward. As she disappeared into the back, Tom sighed softly, watching her go.

He shook his head, smiling faintly to himself as he finished sweeping. Maybe someday, he thought, but the familiar doubt lingered in his chest. Maybe.