Mani is fooled.

Mani slides his cock out of you and you hear his zipper. You lie sprawled over the counter with your legs spread wide and can feel his cum tricling out of your gaping pussylips and trickling down your inner thighs. It seems incredibly difficult to gather your thoughts or to summon the strength to move.

"You wasn't kidding bout that fuck Ramona." Mani chuckles. "I reckon that's the best I've had in this game. Big must be running the best whorebots in cybercity."

You feel a guilty glow of pride, evidently you stayed in character well enough that Mani still believes you're a computer generated whore. That at least tells you that there isn't an automatic method of telling computer characters from players.

"That's your freebie used up." You inform the guard, acting your part. "Next time it's cash up front loverboy."

"No problem." Mani shrugs. "Big pays well and you're a fuck worth paying for."

The thug swaggers out the room and you wearily slide off the counter and stand facing the mirrors on trembling legs. The whore, Ramona's face looks back at you as you run the taps and use some towels to clean the mess of spunk and pussy juice leaking out of your well used quim. You're barely able to stand and you need to lean forward and support yourself.

"Son of a bitch, how come I'm this weak?" You wonder out loud. "I know strength wasn't good, but my stats must have dropped."

The computer takes your words as an enquiry and a screen pops up in your vision listing your characters statistics. Your arousal reads as 85%, whilst strength, endurance and even intelligence have dropped to about half of their starting values. No wonder you're feeling weak as a kitten and sluggish, It seems in this game being fucked stupid is taken quite literally.

"My turn now bitch." A gruff male voice says right behind you and you feel big strong hands grab your hips.

So engrossed in your thoughts and reading your stats you hadn't noticed the second guard Carlos enter the restroom and walk up behind you. Without bothering with small talk he pushes you forward over the counter and holds you down with one meaty fist gripping the back of your neck.

"Hey wait a minute." You protest, unable to resist.

"Shut it." Carlos growls. "I ain't got much time. Big just said plans have changed and me and Mani gotta go with him to the docks. I want my free fuck before I go."

Carlos is already between your legs, spreading them wide and you can hear him fumbling with his cock ready to fuck you. Already drained by the pounding you got from Mani you wonder what would happen if your strength or endurance fell to zero during sex. Would your character fall ****, and what would that mean for your chameleonwear?

"Oh yeah, here it comes bitch." Carlos growls, as his dick pushes at your bruised vulva.

You grit your teeth, knowing that your options are more or less zero.