Order (or create) a whore for the evening

By around nine o'clock, Tom's curiosity about the weird phone network that was plugging into people's minds was picking up. Instead of waiting until tomorrow, he decided to experiment now. It also seemed like some female companionship would be a good way to do it. He wanted someone he could experiment on safely, someone who didn't know him and couldn't cause a problem if everything didn't go perfectly.

Tom had the perfect subject in mind, and he knew how to find her. He'd been smart enough to tell Sandy to give him her home phone number, and the naive girl hadn't realized that he really didn't have any right to ask for something like that. Tom switched his phone to the MP network and called her.

"Hello?" said Sandy in that blank voice that made Tom smile more and more every time he heard it.

"Sandy, does your old college roommate, Rosa, live close by?"

"The university is about an hour away from work."

"No, not where you used to live, I mean where she lives now."

"She still lives in the dorms," answered Sandy. "She's still just a sophomore."

That set Tom back a bit. Sandy's whole story seemed a little more pathetic now that he knew that it had been a freshman girl helping a senior get laid for the first time.

"Text me her phone number, then delete that message and forget you sent it."

"Okay."

Tom ended the call and the message came a moment later. Now it was time for the first test of the evening. He switched to his regular network and called Sandy.

"Hi, Mr. Carlton! Is everything okay?" answered Sandy in her usual chipper tone.

"Well, you tell me, Sandy. Why did you send me this strange message?"

"What message?"

Success! "Didn't you send me a text message just now?"

"Um, no. I'm sorry, but I haven't touched my phone since I got home."

"Hmm. That's weird," said Tom. "Let me check. Oh, I see. This is just a spam message with the same name as you. Sorry for bothering you. See you tomorrow at work."

They hung up and Tom switched back to the MP network. If this could actually erase memories then there was no limit to the fun he could have experimenting tonight. He used the number that Sandy sent him to call Rosa.

"Hello?" answered an unfamiliar voice.

"Is this Rosa?" asked Tom.

"Yes."

"The Rosa who roomed with Sandy Zhang last year?"

"Yes."

Tom thought about asking a bunch of private details about Sandy, but he could guess the answers. Sweet, shy, studious, inexperienced in a lot of ways. She wasn't hard to figure out and his rising horniness gave him bigger priorities right at that moment. "Rosa, what are you doing right now?"

"Studying. My boyfriend will be over soon to join me."

"No, you don't study. You're not a college student."

"I'm not? What am I?"

"You're a whore. A very cheap whore."

Tom had never said this to a woman without getting an incredibly angry response, but Rosa replied in the same lifeless tone as usual. "Why am I a whore?"

"You never went to college because being a whore was more fun. You love getting fucked by strange men, and being a whore is the best way to do it. Only random Johns can give you the nasty sex that really turns you on. In fact, your next appointment is very soon, so you'd better get dressed and go meet him at the motel. I'll text you the address."

"Okay, I'll get ready."

Tom ended the call and started searching online for a cheap motel halfway between the college and his home. He found one and sent the address to Rosa. Then he hopped in his car.

When he arrived, it didn't take long to book a room. Then he waited in his car for Rosa. He waited longer than he expected to, but he was quite happy with the results when she pulled into the parking lot and stepped out of her car. He recognized her immediately from the photo that Sandy had showed him, although she was a lot shorter than was obvious in the picture. She had big tits and a small waist that went with her scandalously wide hips to make the perfect hourglass shape, all wrapped in the smallest, tightest red dress Tom had ever seen. Her makeup was perfect, showing off her young features in a way that made her pretty face look angelic despite how demonic her body was.

Tom got out of his car and approached her. "Rosa!"

She turned to him and smiled. "Hey, baby! You get us a room already?"

He waved towards the door that was in front of where he'd parked his car. "Right this way!"

Rosa wrapped her arm around his and they went to the room. Once the door was closed she pressed her body against his, pushing her big breasts against his chest, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "So what do you want to do tonight, baby?"

Tom knew that for the first time in his life, he didn't have to play games, he could just take what he wanted. "Take off your clothes and get on your knees, whore."

"Oooh, direct! I like that!" said Rosa as she backed up a couple of steps. She reached behind her and unzipped her dress. She pulled at the sleeves, then the skirt, tugging the tight outfit down bit by bit, revealing her shapely body. Full boobs popped out in a large red bra. Then wide hips were released. She kept smiling as she removed her underwear. "You like what you see, baby?"

"Oh yeah, I like it a lot! Especially those big tits!"

Fully naked now, Rosa shimmied, shaking her big tits from side to side. "Yeah, all my clients love them!" She lowered herself to her knees, held up her bit tits in both hands, and licked her lips. "The girls are ready for you!"

Tom stripped his clothes off as fast as he could. Despite being out of shape, Rosa looked at him like a delicious piece of meat as he revealed more and more of his body. Once he was done, he stepped in front of her and put his hard cock between her breasts.

"Oh, yeah baby, I love a big cock between my big tits!" said Rosa. She slid her tits up and down his shaft, spitting on it to lubricate the action.

"Fuck, you're such a good little whore!" said Tom.

"I'm the best little whore!"

Tom tried to keep still and let her do the work, but he couldn't help moving his hips a little. This was incredibly hot, and he felt worked up in a way that he hadn't in a long time. He knew he couldn't last long, so he'd better not waste this opportunity on a tit job.

"Get on the bed!"

Rosa dropped her big breasts and saluted him. "Yes, sir!" Then she stood up and laid down on the bed on her back.

She looked amazing. Tom couldn't get over how her heavy boobs slid off to the sides of her body. He mounted the bed and knelt in front of her. He pushed her legs to the side, shocked by how flexible she was. He was able to pull her legs into a full split and move forward enough to push himself right up against her crotch.

"Hold your breasts up for me, you fucking cheap whore."

"Ooooh, yeah, baby, I love it when you talk dirty!" said Rosa, pushing her tits together like he asked.

Tom grabbed her thighs tightly and pulled himself into her. The little slut was extremely wet, making it easy to slide his cock into her tight, shaven pussy. He thrust hard, enjoying the ripple that went through her breasts as he shook her body. He gave her another hard thrust, then another, then lost himself in a haze of rabid movement.

"Yeah, baby!" yelled Rosa. "Fuck me hard! Work that cock in my tight, young pussy!"

"Do you like that old-man cock?!" yelled Tom.

"I love it! I love your big, sweaty cock deep inside me!"

He thrust harder, feeling light headed from the exertion. "Do you like being a whore?!"

"Oh my god, it's the best!" Rosa rubbed her big breasts, pushing them around for Tom's amusement. "I love getting fucked hard for a living! Are you getting close?! Cum on my tits! Come on, baby, give me that batter all over my big tits!"

Tom couldn't possibly turn down a request like that. He pulled out of the girl and moved forward, straddling her tiny waist. He jerked his cock furiously while looking back and forth between her big tits and her luscious mouth, curled in a smile that invited him to be bad.

He came so hard his vision went blurry. Streams of white shot out and coated the whore's big tits. It felt like he'd cum a gallon, but when he opened his eyes he saw that despite having cum quite a bit, it still looked like a small spray on such large breasts. Rosa rubbed her breasts, massaging his cum into her skin.

"Oh my god, that was so hot!" said Rosa. "I think you're my favorite client!"

"Oh, I'm definitely your best client," said Tom. He plopped down beside her, completely exhausted. He didn't exactly go to sleep, but it seemed like he blinked and Rosa was fully dressed next to the bed.

"Baby, I've got to go. It's time to settle up."

Tom pulled himself out of bed, wobbling a little as he got dizzy from getting up so quickly. He found his pants and pulled out his wallet. Then he held out a five dollar bill and said, "Here's the money we agreed on."

This was the big test. They hadn't agreed on any price and his only instruction on her being a whore was that she was very cheap. Would her brain fill in the details and go along with this ridiculously low price?"

Rosa stared at the five dollar bill for a long moment, then snatched it out of his hand and said, "Thanks, baby! You're the best!" She turned around and left the motel room.

Tom went to the window and watched her large ass bounce across the parking lot. Then he got dressed and drove home. He called Rosa as soon as he arrived.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm pulling into the parking lot of a college dormitory. I meant to drive home, but for some reason I came here."

That made sense. A little brain reprogramming couldn't give her a whole new life, no matter how confusing her current situation might be.

Now it was time for another test. "Forget everything you just did while you were out tonight. Forget all the commands that I've given you tonight. Now, who are you?"

"I'm Rosa. I'm an engineering major."

"Have you ever had sex for money?"

"No, I would never do something like that."

Perfect. "What are you doing now?"

"I've just gotten to my dorm room. My boyfriend is waiting for me and he's really mad that I wasn't there to meet him. He's also mad that I went out in this hot outfit and I'm having trouble thinking of what to tell him."

"Dump him," said Tom. "Don't have a second thought about it, don't even try to explain it, you're sick of him and better off without him. Go in your room, lock the door, and go to sleep masturbating and thinking about that time you had a threesome with Sandy."

Tom hung up. He didn't need to say any more, he'd accomplished all his goals for the night and had a great time doing it. He went to bed and slept very, very well.