Nothing at all she just left

Current Punishments

Secret Punishment: Patient Zero

Synergy: Bimbo

Synergy: Schoolgirl Crush

Educated Lvl 2

Dancing Queen

Act the Part

Inked

Cold Front

Goldilocks

Yes (wo)Man

Entitled

Giggle fits

Old Faithful

French Introduction

Bathing Goddess

Get out of Jail Free

Shell Game

Turbo Tities was confused about the whole situation. The mall cop wasn’t really being clear on what she wanted. It seemed that officer melons was preoccupied with something. She kept wanting something, but Turbo couldn’t quite figure out exactly what. And in a weird move even started talking about her breasts. Weirdo. It wasn’t long though before she was off. Chasing a young perpetrator as he ran off with a pair of jeans. Thank heavens for small mercies.

Not being able to leave she instead decided to go to the bubble tea shop. Her Bimbo brain deciding that it was exactly what she needed.

The stand itself was plain, some sort of generic mall brand called ‘Bubble Nation’ in a classic clean corporate text. Manning it was a guy in his young twenties. He was a slim guy with freckles, red hair and was wearing a corporate uniform and apron. As she walked towards him, he couldn’t help but look at her from head undressing what little she had on with his eyes.

“Hey…. Um…what can I get for you?” Asked the guy clearly a bit nervous whilst serving her. Not sure where to look.

With the introduction she leaned over the counter to start a heavy make out session. The guy didn’t resist instead embracing it as her tongue danced around his. She then leaned back and waited expectantly at the counter.

“Oh ummm yes…It’s on the house, what…. what would you like?” he said as he moved to the side to disguise his erection, gesturing towards the menu.

Her normal order was a standard milk tea, when she did buy something like this. Which was not often. But it seemed her bimbo self had other ideas.

“Hiyya I would totally love a mango-passionfruit bubble tea with popping lychee pearls and a drizzle of honey on top.” She smiled sweetly, giggling as she did.

“Umm….yeah sure gimme a minute.” He turned around and started to prepare the order, grabbing several bottles of syrups from the shelves.

Sitting down in one of the chairs she decided that at least she would play a round of the game when it was quiet. Maybe she could at least remove a few of her punishments. They were really getting too much.

It had been a while since she had won a round, and the level had a similar set up as it did the last few times played. And with the familiarity her points grew, letting the Bimbo take control of the game let her points grow quickly. And when the time ran out a familiar fanfare cheered out as her little avatar popped another bottle of champagne all over herself. 'Congrats, Turbo! Choose three Punishments to remove:'. Unfortunately, due to ‘Shell Game’ her punishments were not visible. Thick black lines covered the list instead, like some sort of porn censor bar. With nothing to do she selected her three and waited to see what she had selected.

A large cock came to the side of the list and shot a load onto the three bars that she had selected. Causing them to become white so she could see the names. This game always had some of new vulgar graphic that they wanted to show off.

Entitled

Goldilocks

Bathing Goddess

Not what she would have selected but it could have been worse. As the text faded as did the bimbo cloud on her brain. As her hair changed back from bright blonde curls to her usual brunette style. Honestly Goldilocks had been one of the one she hated the least. Shame it had picked that one. Then it hit her.

“Ramona, my name is Ramona” She said to herself. How could she ever had forgotten it. God that bimbo Synergy had been a lot worse than she thought. Whilst in it everything was in rose tinted glasses. She felt like everything was better than it was and the new harsh reality was hitting her like a ton of bricks.

‘warning please select a new synergy or receive punishment’ Came a notification from her phone’ God it was relentless.

Looking down the list there was a lot to choose from but ended up selecting

Mischievous: Act the part + Get out of Jail Free+ Giggle fits’: User will feel a urges to play sexual pranks on others. User will encourage self to put self and others into sexual situations.

Well at least she didn’t have to deal with the consequences due to ‘get out of jail free’.

She went over to the counter and grabbed her drink from the guy. Talking a sip, it was sickly sweet and not at all to her taste. Like a fruit truck had hit a chemical factory. She could have only have a few sips before, putting it back on the counter, turning around to head out of this mall finally. Only to be confronted by a familiar face.

Before her was her Housemate Sam. But not as she had ever seen her before.

Before her was a petite, yet voluptuous girl in a sinfully tight school uniform, her plump cleavage spilling from the unbuttoned white blouse and black bra, the fabric straining against her generous breasts. Her pleated mini rode up dangerously high, revealing fishnet stockings leading to stiletto heels. She looked very angry.

“WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN” Shouted Sam as she stared at her in anger. “THAT STUPID APP WON’T STOP CHANGING ME AFTER THE UPDATE.” She shoved Ramona, but unlike the Sam of old, her muscles were now non existent and felt more like a puppy had pushed her.

“Oh dear it serves you right. Loving the outfit by the way. You must have got lots of fun picks. Ill show you mine if you show me yours?” She giggled waving her phone. “But seriously the more we know the more we can help each other out now. We are in this together, like it or not.”

Sam calmed down a little but was wiggling a bit side to side. “Fine.” She said as the two swapped phones. “But no funny business”.

Ramona read the list of punishments some familiar but most not:

Full body not workout: Replace all non needed muscle into thick curves. The more muscle you have the curvier you get.

Educated [Level 2/4]: User will always look like a slutty school girl. Increased levels of this will increase the sluttyness of the clothes provided. Wearing unauthorised clothes will automatically increase this by 1 level

Cups Runneth Over: Boobs increase by two cup sizes. / Chest increased by 2 cup size

50% extra free: 1.5 times multiplier to breast size

Gift Giving: when requested to give a gift will give an item of their clothing to another

A case of the Mondays: Every day is a Monday.

If you got it flaunt it: Shows cleavage and is unable to cover from being looked at. Same with ass, will do sexy sway.

Anger Management: The angrier you are, the hornier you are.

Yes (Wo)Man Answers yes to questions about her actions or her opinion, compulsion to act on affirmative to Person who say they are the Boss Questions from anyone OR curse assigned superior about her actions or opinions will be answered yes; compulsion to act on affirmation.

Synergy ‘Gift giving+ Anger Management’- Hate Fuck: The more you hate someone the more you feel a need to service them sexually. The more hatred the more depraved the act.

Reading them Ramona came up with a quick thing she needed to sort out.

“Sam could you never ask me questions until I get rid of Yes (Wo)Man?” She smiled with the balance of power now shifted in her favour.

A annoyed looking Sam quietly answered “Yes”.

“Brilliant! Also I didn’t tip this guy for my drink could you give him a present?” She smirked, her first little bit of mischievous activity had come to light.

Sam slid off her wet black thong down her legs, before giving it to the guy on the counter. “Enjoy your tip” she said through gritted teeth.

Ramona was giggling to herself. Honestly, she wasn’t sure who had it worse at least Sam didn’t have two synergies, but her breasts were something to write home about. The weirdest one had to be the Mondays one. It was strange Monday was just a regular university day.

Her brain lit up. “OH SHIT, Sam we have to get to campus!” She quickly grabbed Sam’s hand and started to drag her along back to her car. Her Schoolgirl Crush Synergy motivating her to get there as soon as possible.