Backside Bull's Eye

In Alex's recounting of events, as confused as they were from the nights frequent drinking, sex, and general debauchery, he had played Gem Ladies, lost, pressed through the screen, then promptly passed out. He'd forgotten tearing himself out of his clothing It was a drunk's perfect sleep, idyllic, not bothered by the awaiting GUI which Alex hadn't noticed.

DOUBLE OR NOTHING?

Here are Gem Ladies, we're more than happy to make our girl's know we care for them. You've had a string of losses, but you're no loser, and we want you to know that! So we're offering you a time sensitive deal - play another round, lose Backside Bull's Eye, and one punishment of your choosing. Lose, and all you'll get is an upgrade.

Punishment to be Upgraded: C is for Cleavage -> D is for Distracting

C is for Cleavage (III) - User grows to C-cup size, must show cleavage, +previous changes.

D is for Distracting (IV) - User grows to a D-cup, emphasizes tits, cannot hide them behind anything, being ogled feels good, + previous changes.

As Alex slept and Katy snored, the game auto-selected for Alex, and beneath the pink covers, a pair of nice, big, as Alex now would loving call them, milkers grew.

Katy's voice was definitely not the most ideal to hear when you had a hangover, far from it.

"Cindi, wake up girl!" Katy said as she shook Alex awake.

Alex, having one of his brief moments of lucidity, couldn't believe the sight in front of him. A fucking dime, shaking him awake! Calling him Cindi, that was definitely a weird one, but maybe he'd been so drunk he'd said a fake name like Sydney.

"Cindi, just how much perfume did you put on, I mean, jeez, it smells like heaven in here." Katy said with a whimsical sigh. "I wanted to see if you wanted to get brunch."

Alex sat up. What day was it? He had class. Right, he'd been....

"You definitely want to go out, right, Cindi?" Katy said as she brushed her hair.

What was Alex's control over his brain popped like a bubble. Alex disappeared, lost to the ether that was now Cindi, who definitely was down for some brunch. 8 AM was definitely not brunch hours, but Cindi wasn't necessarily one to be opposed to the idea. While sitting up, Cindi's covers slipped down, exposing her chest, Cindi somehow losing her bra while she slept.

Katy's eyes flicked to her silent friend. Usually, she could take her eyes off her friend, flicking between her body as usual, but holy shit was it hard now. Cindi had to be intentionally shoving her chest out to display her girl's to the world.

For Cindi, there was special she was doing, but she thought briefly about hiding her exposed boobs with her hands. Why would she do that? Katy wouldn't mind.

"Did your chest grow? Okay, I've looked at your titties long enough to know they've had to have grown!" Katy said, approaching Cindi.

Cindi blushed a bit. She wasn't the most horny right now, but honestly, she was liking Katy's unadulterated attention on her milkers. "U-uh. Yeah? Growth spurt?"

Before she'd even gotten that out, Katy had jumped her with her hands, grasping the boobs and squeezing them like a pair of horns. Roughly enjoying the flesh between her fingers, Katy huffed in anger. She still continued to roughly handle them as Cindi moaned in delight from the attention. The explorative groping turned into Katy being on top of Cindi, who was more than a little wet by that point.

"You're one lucky girl, Cindi. You better send those puppies to your boy toys." Katy said. "Actually, I think you'd like that way too much, wouldn't you? Instead, let's play a game!"

Cindi didn't want a game. Leaping from her bed like a madwoman, she was **** to reach her phone; she definitely was down for some sexting at this moment. William, Gavyn, Ethan....all three would work. Maybe that Ryker girl would like a photo? Maddie? Beatrix? Dan? Vanessa? God, any of those eight sounded pretty lovely! But just as she was about to grab her phone, a loud WHAP sounded in the room, and Cindi received a singular spank with Katy's hairbrush.

"No. You can't use the phone till I say." Katy said. She hadn't known where that spank had come from, but she really liked it. Cindi's little boot had a hairbrush mark, and the girl learned her lesson, not reaching for the phone even though was evidently wet.

"W-what's the game?" Cindi said with a horny tone.

Half-way across the town, a tired girl was awaking, struck with the effects of Prince(ss) Charming - and to her, she could go with Gloria's face between her legs. Who knew what would happen at work....

"I love that you're enjoying modeling. But to me, you're not enjoying the photos others are giving." Katy said. "Now, login for me." Nodding and desperately wanting some release, Cindi let Katy into her phone, who promptly popped open the dick pics she'd gotten from her suitors. "You have to cum just from what I put on the screen."

Captivated by Katy's words, Cindi followed along with the absurdly sexual 'game'. Ethan's dick was on the screen, then William's, then....others that Katy found from the internet. Cindi's whole world became the screen of penises that Katy was forcing her to stare at. Slowly, slowly, slowly....it was building. But she couldn't cum. Cindi couldn't do it.

"K-katy. H-h-help me!" Cindi said with a begging voice.

Katy wasn't a lesbian, but a big tittied, thick assed, makeup lathered beauty was begging for your help, you just had to help. Her fingers had barely touched Cindi's cameltoe before Cindi began to gasp and convulse. Her thighs and ass shook, her D-cups distracting Katy's eyes the most, quaking and looking like a pack of encased jello. It was captivating and lovely. For a brief moment, Katy rubbed her fingers against Cindi's wet cunt, putting them into Cindi's mouth afterwards. Guys always did the same to her.

Cindi's mind blanked out. With her fingers placing Katy's on the perfect spot on her prosthetic, she damn near came her brains out, Katy's other finger teasing her nipple.

The next memory she had was being dressed by the now satisfied Katy. Clad in a bodycon dress borrowed from Katy, Cindi was a walking sexpot. Already too small in the ass and mammary department, the dress strained against Cindi's body, just big enough to only expose the tops of Cindi's nipples. Satisfied once her friend, missing panties, was ready, the two headed out.

"You know Cindi, I think you should look into a career as a camgirl. I mean, gosh, you can't get enough of sending yourself to your contacts." Katy said as a side comment, which caused a selfie snap from Cindi, who sent it to the 8 contacts she'd thought of earlier.

Ethan: Holy shitttttttt. I think I like that better than your tat photo...still love that one ;)

Gavyn: That's definitely no studying outfit, Alexa ;)

William: Damn. Still like your dress from last night more. My sister just making you wear all her clothes?

Ryker: God damn, that's how you usually dress? What're you doing tonight?

Maddie: I love that dress Britney!!!!! Come by for a workout sometime :)

Beatrix: Alex? Who's that? Is that...you?

Dan: Damn Gloria. You free for a shift?

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At brunch, Cindi sat and sipped espresso with Katy, who was amused and happy that her friend was in an outfit she rarely wear. Even if it meant the damn waiter kept looking at her like her chest was the second coming of Jesus. Cindi was too busy to focus on him, replying to her texts.

"Holy shit!" Katy said as her phone buzzed.

Cindi turned to her friend.

"I have to go. You enjoy brunch, but apparently my professor just dropped class-times, and mine was five minutes ago!" Before Cindi got a word out, Katy disappeared, leaving a wad of cash from her purse in Cindi's hand.

Cindi was enjoying the morning air as she sat at the brunch spot. The unlimited iced coffee was definitely nice for her hangover. A voice from besides her bled through the haze that was Cindi's mind.

"Cindi?" Beatrix questioned, sounding hungover herself, but clearly recognizing her friend that she'd gone out with before. "Cindi? Wait...Alex?"

Cindi was definitely confused. Her name was Cindi. Not Alex. Alex was a boy's name. She said as much to Beatrix. "It's Cindi? Who's Alex?" She sounded partially offended.

Beatrix seemed to take in the news for a second, opening the gate to the restaurant and sitting down where Katy had sat. She nodded for a second. "R-right. Sorry. Cindi! I loved the photo you sent to me today Cindi."

Inside her mind, Beatrix was having half a mental freak-out, half a "I knew that idiot was a girl all along." moment about Alex. Sorry. Not Alex. Cindi. That was a cute name to choose, Beatrix thought, considering everything. She definitely could be a supportive friend if her friend was going to uh, not be Alex anymore.

"How are you? It's been..." Seeing as Alex now was a big-tittied, makeup covered, sorority girl lookalike, Beatrix felt the following words were apt. "...quite awhile."

Cindi began to describe her day, and much to Beatrix's distress, she had to end the conversation with Alex. Class called the studious Beatrix, who was quite captivated by Cindi's modeling story, and, to her horror, Cindi's chest.

"Cindi. I have to go. But let's link up shortly. I'd love to talk about....uh....everything." Beatrix said with a hug and a peck on Cindi's cheek. Cindi had given her a full on lip kiss when she'd sat down, so it felt appropriate.

Damn. Those were implants? They felt real....

Beatrix updated Alex's contact information as she walked.

Update Contact?: Alex to Cindi

Beatrix looked back at the phone obsessed Cindi, her tight dress making her nipples peak out like headlights, and was confident as she pressed the Accept button.

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Cindi had hardly dealt with the whirlwind that was Beatrix departing before she'd gotten a call from Dan, asking her to come into work for a short shift. She had sighed a bit, Dan always needed her! Gloria got up and rushed from brunch, arriving like a madwoman, seeing as Dan said 'you need to rush over here Gloria.'

It was a mad house, and really, that was an understatement. Apparently there was a big convention in town. At least that was what Dan said. Really, that all went over Gloria's head, dealing with going between the front area, which served the perverted parents of some of the convention goers, and the back area, where Gloria genuinely felt overdressed, seeing as she was in a tube top and some hot shorts. Everyone was captivated by her body, and Gloria was captivated by the tips being handed out by some of the older looking men in the back.

Eventually, it all died down, and Gloria was left with only one table, which soon left as well. Dan's hand patted Gloria's hot short encased ass - the Naughty Girl tattoo was evident in the outfit, and he couldn't have loved hiring Gloria more.

"You know, you should put your tips in your top. Heard it's closer storage." Dan said with a whispered wink to Gloria. He didn't know where it came from, but he roughly slapped Gloria's ass as she giggled at his comment. Several hundred dollars went into her Bikini n Barista's top.

Gloria and another girl went to the changing room. The girl seemed really close to Gloria, like she needed to say something, and Gloria turned around.

Gloria wasn't necessarily interested in girls, but honestly, this girl was a 10. Then again, Dan and his antics were making her formerly greasy manager seem like a ten, so maybe Gloria's standards were being lowered a lot. If Gloria wanted to sound like a psycho, she'd have describe the girl as a Goth Goddess stuck in a Bikini n' Barista's uniform. Her black skin soon was completely exposed, and honestly, it seemed like she was enjoying Gloria watching her strip; she put her black skull pattern skirt on, and her black large ass goth boots on.

"Here, I saw that pervert Dan tell you to put your tips in your top. Here's one for the road." The naked girl said with amusement, slipping a hundred in Gloria's top. When the other girl's hands touched Gloria's chest to get the bill into her top, it was like a dam broke in her mind.

The goth girl shoved her lips against Gloria's, stealing a kiss, then stealing a grope of Gloria's breasts, then stealing....It wasn't even stealing at that point, as Gloria began to grab back onto the girl. Moving their passionate love fest into one of the stalls, hidden only by a shower curtain, Gloria found herself pressed against a wall, and put simply, fingerfucked by the girl.

Gasping for breath, Gloria soon found herself captive the girl's feeling. A drooling mess, she began to slide down the wall, and for the girl, it seemed like she only enjoyed it even more. With a blink, Gloria found herself with the girl's badonkadonk right above her head, then the girl's pussy filling her mouth. Well dying with a pussy in your mouth wasn't a bad way to go, Gloria rather enjoyed living, so she began to eat the girl's vagina like it was the best food on the planet.

Just a few seconds in, and they both heard footsteps, not stopping till the shower curtain opened up.

"Angel? Gloria?" Neither girl seemed all that opposed to Dan joining in, with Gloria finally learning who the girl's who's vagina she was eating out name was.

"Here." Dan said, pointing to a nearby seat, which Angel was more than happy to move into as she pulled Gloria along with a finger in her mouth. In a second, Gloria was back to eating out Angel's pussy, her ass now freely exposed for the hard Dan to penetrate to his hearts content.

Dan's one hand went crazy with the smacks to her ass, the other fingering her through the thong, and Angel's hands used Gloria's breasts to pull her even closer into her cunt. For Gloria it was a complete sensory overload. Her ears were surrounded by the girls thighs, her eyes, nose and mouth captivate by the taste, sight and smell; her vagina was leaking like crazy, her airbags were being yanked like a pair of udders. Her sensitive juicy ass was being smacked like a target by Dan, and worst of all, his dick was hitting her prostate.

If her mind could've turned into a paste, it would've been then and there.

Eventually, after Angel had cum probably half a dozen times, Gloria several dozen times, and Dan just twice, the three had to stop. Angel and Dan were only a little bit dirty, but incredibly oddly, Gloria was as clean as if it'd never happened. Besides for the cum in her asshole, Gloria was clean and smelled angelic.

Angel rushed out of the room afterwards, seemingly confused by what all had happened, and Dan had to take, as he said, a work call.

Angel had given Gloria all her tips, in an almost knight like act.

Gloria pocketed the money into her tank top and left. More than a thousands dollars wasn't too bad, was it?

"You're saying he said you would make a model, and you didn't tell me sooner. You have to tell me things like this, Cindi!" Vanessa said. Sure, she'd gotten a report from Alex yesterday, but damn, Mr. Monet sounded like sorta a big deal. Dollar signs popped up in Vanessa's head.

"S-sorry." Cindi said with a bit of mortification. Why hadn't she said anything to Vanessa sooner? "Can you forgive me?"

"All is forgiven. Now, you'll tell me what happened, right?" Vanessa said, and Cindi gave the girl a happy hug, more than happy as she felt the two's chests rub together.

Cindi explained, pulling out the very business card she'd received from Mr. Monet. Vanessa could hardly contain her greed as she looked at it.

"You'll have to call him, and you'll want to tell him you accept, right Cindi?" Vanessa questioned fakely. Cindi nodded like a soldier being told her orders.

Cindi's phone couldn't dial Mr. Monet soon enough.

"Hello, who is this?" Mr. Monet's voice said over the phone.

"It's me, Cindi!" Cindi said with an eagerness.

"Cindi? Sorry, I don't know a Cindi. Alexa, is that you, finally ready to discuss our offer?" Mr. Monet replied.

Vanessa put her forehead into her head. Shit. Okay. He knew her as Alex. Cindi/Alex's multi-identity could be a hassle. Muting the phone, she made Cindi into Alexa mode, starting to feel just a little bit more comfortable with the whole situation. Vanessa knew she could boss around Cindi/Alex/Alexa, but it was hard when you literally were on the phone with someone. She unmuted the phone.

Mr. Monet and Alexa had a normal conversation about that. He put her into contact with an agent he knew, who the two then called; Mr. Blackrock. Vanessa was nervous as the two dialed the phone. This was a pretty serious deal.

Alexa damn nailed talking to the man. He talked about receiving her shots, and his ideas for future endeavors with her, and the call ended amicably. With a click, Alexa ceased talking.

Vanessa took Alexa on a trip, getting her a milkshake to take her time as she sat in the car, waiting for Vanessa. Where were they? Vanessa had said _"You don't want to look around, you just love your phone too much!", _but that had been really long ago! Just as she was thinking that, Vanessa brought her out of the car, the two rushing into a very official office.

In her bodycon dress and smelling like an angel, looking like a sexpot, and her hooters jiggling, she realized she sorta stuck out from the very serious looking people. Immediately, Alexa wanted to leave the place. Vanessa spoke up.

"Alexa, don't worry, you'll love what we're about to do! Just sign something with me. You love doing your pretty signature, right?" She said, and Alexa realized yeah, she did love signing stuff! Especially in the cool pink pen Vanessa provided to sign all the paperwork. Some prudish looking lady made act really serious, but it was done in a flash.

Alexa got a peek at the title of the document before the two left.

Management and Custodial Agreement for Alexa Smith. Custodian: Vanessa Claire.

Huh. Alexa's name was on there! Cool stuff. The thought popped from her brain as soon as it came into it, and Vanessa was more than happy to 'treat' her to dinner, using, unknown to Alexa, her funds for the dinner. With a **** pat on the ass, Vanessa dropped Alexa off at her room. Dead tired from the exciting day, Alexa lay in her bed. It was only 6 pm.

Ryker messaged her.

Ryker: Wyd?

Alexa typed back. By the time she finished sending, she was a he, and he typed as Alex.

Alex: Just chilling. Wbu?

Ryker: Wanna videochat?

Alex wasn't a stranger to the world of video chatting. And when a girl hit you up to videochat, that meant they were gonna whip their titties out. At least in Alex's porn infused brain that was what he thought. Eagerly, Alex followed the link she sent, signing up quickly for the free service. After about a minute, she was linked into a call with Ryker, who was dressed exactly like she was the last time she saw Alex.

On Ryker's end, one couldn't describe starting a videocall and immediately getting a nice pair of tits shoved into your eyes. Alex had wrapped the annoying bodycon dress off, leaving him completely naked. Adjusting due to the annoying itch on his chest, Ryker lost the perfect view of the girl's titties, not inside pressed against the bed.

What a tease.

The two chatted for a few minutes, Ryker collecting herself after. She was gonna be hard to get. This Alex girl was pulling out all the stops to get her, and Ryker loved the blonde bimbo type, but she needed to be smart.

"Yeah, I'm honestly sorta hungry. Wanna grab some food?" Ryker dropped the suggestion.

"Totally!" Alexa said with excitement. "Where at?"

Hook, line, and sinker. Ryker felt like a genius.

"There's a nearby brewery I like. You don't look like a brewery dude, but you'll love this place, I know it. You should wear something more...casual." Ryker hung up after those words. Alex was happy someone was calling him a dude for once! Ryker hadn't meant it in the way Alex thought it meant.

Ryker: Address? I'll pick u up

For Alex, he struggled to find something that was both casual and fit a brewery. Stealing some of Katy's clothes, Alex got a nice pair of camo jean shorts, with a sexy V-neck. It wasn't that much skin, was it, and really, it looked fashionable. Camo was definitely in. Having to go pantieless due to the camo shorts odd tightness, Alex tied the V-neck. His beanbags needed to be showed off, and this showed it pretty damn well!

Pulling on a stylish relatable pair of heels, Alex finally felt ready for his date with Ryker. Finally! A date with a girl. Alex had always sucked with girls, and with his recent days, he felt all out sort. For what reason he.....

"Cindi! Someone's here for you!" A voice shouted among the group of girls.

Alex walked out of the sorority house, realizing Ryker was on a bike outside, a blue helmet on her head. Ryker pulled it off as Alex walked over in his heels.

"You look really pretty. You got yourself all made up for me?" Ryker teased, putting a helmet on Alex's head before he might reply. It was a very...sensual moment.

Holding onto Ryker tightly, Alex felt very much like the girl on the date right now. Ryker wished her shirt wasn't so thick, but Alex's big ass tits pressed into her back wasn't the worst feeling in the world. They got to the brewery in record time, and Alex realized it was definitely...different then he imagined a brewery might be.

It was, to explain Alex's confused state, a gay brewery, the pride flag evidently showing that. Alex, feeling like he had no problem being at a gay bar, entered with Ryker.

He had an amazing time! Truly. Ryker was relatable, really funny, and honestly, he enjoyed her presence. He complained about being treated as a girl by some people, and Ryker related, the two bonding over that. After his second beer, Alex felt pretty a good buzz, and after Ryker had called him a lightweight, he felt positively trashed.

Ryker paid the bill for the both of them. Alex was stumbling drunk by that point, her camo encased ass positively begging for a smack. Ryker gave it a pat. She noticed a tattoo in the late evening street light.

"Naughty girl?" Ryker questioned. Alex didn't seem the tattoo type.

"Oh yeah, it's my tattoo." Alex said with confusion himself. Wait. He had a tattoo? His voice made Ryker think Alex didn't like the hand on her ass or the tattoo question.

"You look lovely with it." Ryker said with a smile. "I have tats of my own."

Alex looked at her. "Where at?"

Ryker smirked. "You'll have to find yourself, little pixie." With that, Ryker felt the moment right, forcing her lips onto Alex's. Not one to refuse the kisses, Alex drunkenly began to feel up Ryker's plaid shirt, muscles evidently beneath the shirt. He didn't question the little pixie comment.

"My place. Now." Ryker said, working both helmets on. It was a rush to Ryker's apartment.

Moaning filled the first floor of Ryker's apartment. It was a bestial, rutting sort of moaning, spurred in part by the two lover's desires which had exploded onto the bed.

For Alex, he was eating out and enjoying a tomboy's body, relishing the feeling. His prosthetic strained against it's confines, but he enjoyed the whole situation, too drunk and horny to be concerned with why the hell he had a prosthetic over his dick.

For Ryker, she had her dream girl eating her cunt. The girl was evidently a real rug muncher, being pretty dang good at the task, and on top of that, she was playing with Ryker's small chest like a damn pro. Here Ryker was worried this sorority bimbo would have Ryker be her first girl... When Ryker began to play with Alex's chest, it was over, and the two both convulsed together, screaming and cumming together. The whole situation repeated another time, then another, then....

Ryker wasn't a selfish lover, and reached for Alex's thong covered penis. For Alex, he'd cum so much his penis hurt. He grabbed Ryker's hand.

"I'm good." Alex said with a smile. He put Ryker's hand on his boobies. Ryker, not relenting, lightly teased Alex through her thong, but respected her wishes. Neither girl talked much of the encounter itself, but Ryker did give Alex her phone when she asked for it. Her hands played with her lovers vagina, then teased her D-cups, enjoying the sight of the girls. Damn. She'd struck gold with Alex!

After Alex was off her phone, playing some silly game, Ryker was definitely going to have to talk to her.....

As Alex played Gem Ladies, Ryker teased her cunt, enjoying the wetness Alex had. Alex couldn't even focus as he played Gem Ladies, too enjoying the memories he'd just made with Ryker; He promptly lost.

Punishments filled the screen:

Perfect Size - User's vagina is always the perfect depth and tightness for anything inserted inside. It will also be wet and lubed the moment insertion is attempted.

Always wet - User's skin glistens like she just got out of a pool

Dress-up Dolly - The player may only dress how others tell them to. They must wear the clothes as requested and with nothing more.

Upgrade Punishment due to massive loss? Accept [X] Decline [ ]