ONAHOLE & TRICKLE DOWN ECONOMY

Might as well take pity on Daisy and let her enjoy the blowjobs I’d be forcing on her. It’s not like I had any plans to use her pussy, so of what use was it to her?

…

Is what a psycho would say.

So I clicked Onahole (Mouth)

And moved on to the next trait.

*Sigh*

Trickle down economics.

Stupid, but way safer than me trying to dominate these women. In fact I might not have to leave the apartment at all. If I got Miranda to be completely loyal to me I could just have her dominate the people I wanted, and I’d get all the benefit. Sure she would hate the oodles and oodles of lesbian sex I’d be making her do, but that’d just make her more loyal.

…

Is what a psycho would say.

So with those two traits selected I scrolled over to the upgrade page.

Point Update

Miranda 112 (52)

Daisy 88 (57)

Jasmine 33 (-67)

Brooke Filmore 14 (-25)

Lyn Shapiro 12 (-33)

Bertie McLagerdy 7 (-53)

Rae 5 (-55)

Total: 271

Spent:100

Remaining: 171

171, oh yeah, way past time. I went through all the profiles and when ready made my choice. But just as the notification screen came up tell me what I’d chosen, it was my turn to order coffee.

“Ugh, you again.” Brooke rolled her eyes.

“Hello Green Smock, so for today…”

“This guy always makes super long orders.” Someone from behind me complained.

Well, just give me a minute and you won’t mind it anymore. Time to test out Brooke’s new trait. Hehehe. “Why are we even waiting behind him anyway? He’s a man.”

I sighed. “Hey, I waited in line like everyone else.”

“Exactly.” One of the women said snidely. “Like you’re our equal or something? You should be asking for coffee behind the restaurant. Not holding us up.” One of the women brushed past me towards the front of the line.

Which was kind of annoying because you know… discrimination. Of course now I kind of felt like I deserved it, because I really was the dangerous sexual predator they all thought I was. Only they didn’t know that, so it was still kind of insulting. But it really did go to show, that when you treat people like criminals you shouldn’t be surprised when they become one.

“Ma’am I’m sorry my presence here upsets you, but I am…”

“Sit boy!” A women at the back of the line who wasn’t even involved in this argument shouted out my code phrased. Was it malicious? Did she fear for the safety of the woman I was talking to? I don’t know, nothing is certain.

Only that the following electrical shock sent my heart into overdrive. It pounded against my chest like it’d been buried alive. I clutched my chest, and stagered out of line, nearly missing the table I caught myself on. Each beat felt like a stab from the inside of my body. I’d suddenly gone pale, and when I looked out at the line of women, I saw involuntary concern deforming all their faces.

I ran out of there before their ill will could get a hold of them. Before they could see how bad I was, and finish me off for good. I clutched at my collar, and wretched at the thing with all my strength, but it wouldn’t budge. This thing was killing me! I practically crawled back to the apartment, I didn’t want to do anything to agitate my heart which was still beating like I was running a marathon. Miranda. Miranda had to have the keys for it. She’d get it off me, I’d make her if I had to. I couldn’t survive one more shock. I couldn’t take it anymore, This was inhuman!

I stumbled to the front door clutching my heart. AAaargh, I had to get that collar off! It was going to kill me. I don’t care what I had to do, Miranda was going to save me on this one. I fumbled with the door knob, but eventually managed to slide in.

“Brett!” Miranda gushed from the couch. She was working a dildo in and out of her pussy, while she held her legs up with her arm. “I was just thinking of you, lover. I didn't want that bitch coming over here today, so I took the day off. What do you say we fool around a bit and then go surfing?”

Jealous much? I guess she didn’t have much reason to think I wasn’t going to fuck Daisy today, especially because I was. “Oh man, what an offer”

“Thanks bud.” She held our her dildo wielding hand. “Come play with me.”

Maaaybe I eat some pussy, and then try to save my life? “I want to baby, but I’ve got a problem…”

Knock, knock, knock.

“And there it is.” Miranda said with a nasty grin. She hopped to her feet, and ran for the door. “I fucking knew it, this little skank. She’s done.” Miranda opened up the door. “Jasmine?”

“Jasmine?” I turned around the face the door.

My wife came barging in past Miranda, and had Daisy grabbed by the wrist.

Oh fuck, that should be Rae.

“You called called Jasmine?” I snapped at Daisy, as she was dragged behind my wife. This was going to ruin everything! I didn’t have any dirt on Jasmine… well nothing that would matter in Skyros.

“You’ve been **** Daisy?” Jasmine sneered at me. “I knew you were an ape, but I didn’t think you were capable of this! I’m reporting you Brett. We let you live, but you just couldn’t control yourself, could you?”

“Now hold up.” Miranda touched Jasmine’s shoulder. “Daisy has been the one who’s been…”

Jasmine whirled around to hit Miranda, but that didn’t go anywhere. My fuck buddy caught Jasmine by her elbow, grabbed a wrist, and then kicked my wife’s feet out from under her. I saw her do that to Daisy earlier in the week. She really was a mission impossible type of lady. She dropped down on Jasmine’s back, and pinned her to the ground. “I said hold on!” She let go of Jasmine’s arm.

“Get off her!” I snapped this time. I trucked Miranda, with a hand on each shoulder I shoved her right off my wife, and into the kitchen. I was now looming over my wife, and Daisy took that as a threat.

“Get away!” She raised a hand to hit me, but I just grabbed her wrist and jerked her to my side. “You were supposed to get help from your wife you idiot.”

“Sit Boy!” Jasmine glared up at me, eyes completely cold.

“Aaaaaaaaah!” You’ve heared me scream before but this one was truly ****. I let go of Daisy and started stumbling backwards towards the couch. My hand was clutching my heart, and my other hand was held out towards Jasmine begging for mercy. I could feel my heart beat try to drill a hole through my chest. “I can’t breathe.” I complained

Jasmine got to her feet too, stalking towards me menacingly. “Sit boy.” So cold.

“RAaaaah!” I got a second hit of voltage, and fell backwards onto the couch. The rapid heartbeat was replaced by an even more sinister stillness. A serene peace came over me for what felt like a million moments. No noise, no motion, just Jasmine’s hateful scowl, and a scared looking Miranda screaming as she ran over to me. But I couldn’t hear her.

I couldn’t hear anything, and just went limp.

:o

What Trait did Brett Upgrade?

Miranda: They're All Bitches

Miranda: I Burn, I Pine, I Perish

Miranda Trickle Down Economics

Daisy: Jail Bait

Daisy: Fluffer +

Daisy: Onahole (Mouth)

Jasmine: Cosmic Draw+

Brooke: Trend Setter

Vote for your... top three choices in the comments, and tell me what you think they'll look like upgraded!