The First Challenge

At the sound of the bell you sprint towards the cubicles, paying no mind to how depraved and slutty you look making such a frantic dash towards a dildo. Your classmates are all running too, Asahina's fitness and athletic body naturally meaning she outpaces all of you, although Enoshima curiously isn't too far behind her. When you reach the cubicles and enter one at random, the door shuts automatically behind you, leaving you enclosed in the small glass box. It's only then that you realise another level to Monokuma's puppeteer's sick mind; the back wall is reflective, as you thought, but so is the inside of the door, meaning whether you face forwards or backwards, you'll be able to see your own humiliating reflection as you provide artificial pleasure to the sex toy mounted on the floor of the room. Worse still, however, are the walls to your left and right, which aren't actually reflective, instead completely transparent, meaning you and your cubicle neighbours have a perfect view of each other. Your face flushes and your heart sinks as you realise that any privacy you thought you'd have for this degrading task was a pipe dream; Asahina is in the cubicle to your left, Maizono to your right, and they will be able to see everything you do in this room. Not that there was any privacy to begin with, of course; you know Monokuma will have cameras rigged up in here somehow.

Not sure where to start with this appalling task, you glance awkwardly at your neighbours. Asahina returns your look with one of intense embarrassment and confusion, probably matching your own expression. Maizono, however, while definitely very embarrassed, has a determined glint in her eye, and she is the first of the three of you to slowly approach her dildo. Hesitantly, you do the same, kneeling down to inspect the black-and-white sex toy. The 'pleasure gauge' that Monokuma had referred to is on the floor a short distance away, an LCD screen displaying something not unlike a car's speedometer, currently reading zero. You glance over at Maizono again to see that she's already started her work, stroking the shaft of the rubber phallus with her soft, feminine hands with what seems to be well-practiced technique. You grimace at your gloves and the burn scars they conceal; you're already at a disadvantage in this sick 'challenge' with Maizono's obvious, though undoubtedly traumatically-acquired, sexual experience, let alone your hands being considerably less suited for the activity in question.

"Ugh..." you mutter in disgust, before bringing your gloved hand to your mouth. You gather a large amount of saliva in your mouth, refusing to look at either of your neighbours as you deliberately drool onto your glove to provide lubrication. With your hand thoroughly coated in drool, you reach out hesitantly and grab the fake cock, which feels bizarrely warm to the touch, another of Monokuma's 'innovations', you assume. Blushing furiously, you begin to pump your hand up and down the shaft, and are rewarded instantly with a slight increase on the pleasure gauge.

Slowly and hesitantly, you continue your handjob, glancing over at your neighbours again as you do so. Asahina's cheeks are practically glowing red with disgust and humiliation as she meets your eyes briefly before turning away, stroking the artificial dick in front of her with slow, awkward motions that convey her utter contempt for what she's doing. Maizono, though, is laser-focused on the task, and is getting into a rhythm, picking up the pace with which she moves her hand up and down her dildo's shaft, even brushing against the tip lightly with her other hand to provide additional 'stimulation'. The girls' tactics may differ in efficacy, but they're clearly both trying their best to avoid the punishment that awaits the loser. You briefly contemplate whether it would be better for the group if you deliberately gave in and faced the punishment yourself, as it was evidently non-lethal, but then you remember the reward aspect. Monokuma had hinted at the winner of the challenge possibly being set free; in the unlikely event this was true, earning your freedom could allow you to go and get help for the others. Could you trust Celeste or Fukawa to do that if they won the challenge? And besides... Monokuma had made very clear the sexual nature of the punishment as well, and selfishly, you don't know if you're prepared to face that. With a grunt of frustration, you realise you have to try your best to win, and increase the speed of your hand's movements. It's just a sex toy, you think to yourself. Being embarrassed over this is foolish.

Your increase in pace is rewarded with more pleasure on the gauge, and you determinedly keep at your work, opting to look directly at the synthetic penis as you pump its shaft, rather than looking at your neighbours or your own pitiful reflection. This works for a short while, but as you keep working, you realise the pleasure meter has stopped moving at about a third of the way full. Irritably, you apply more spit to your hand and speed up your strokes even more. The gauge stays static for a moment, before the pleasure levels actually start to decrease. "No, no, no!" you cry desperately, beginning to jerk the faux-phallus so quickly that your hand starts to hurt from the repetitive motion, but the pleasure displayed on the meter continues to incrementally lessen. In desperation you look to your classmates - Asahina is at the stage you were a few moments ago, stroking the rubber cock at a moderate pace, while Maizono meets your eyes with a confused expression on her face, clearly having hit the same issue that you have.

However, the idol suddenly seems to have a moment of realisation. Blushing and averting her eyes from you, she lowers her face towards the fake dick and takes the tip of it between her lips, swirling her tongue around it as if it were a lollipop. You watch in awe as Maizono takes more and more of the artificial penis into her mouth, starting to bob her head up and down on it like a well-trained whore. Seeing such a seemingly innocent girl sink herself to such depths makes you feel oddly enthralled, the Ultimate Idol sucking on the dildo like it's what she was born to do. You feel your panties getting damp... "Dammit!" you curse out loud, both at your body's lack of discipline and the realisation that Maizono's continued oral efforts must mean that they're having an effect on the pleasure gauge; you will need to **** yourself in the same way if you want to have a hope of not losing this challenge. You grit your teeth. "Dammit," you say again, far more resignation in your voice this time, and you lower your face towards the tip of the sex toy.

As you push past your trepidation and take your first slow lick of the tip, you see the pleasure gauge instantly start to climb up again, but you're more focused on the taste and smell you're experiencing. Monokuma must have added a flavouring and scent to the synthetic phallus; your mouth is full of a taste similar to salt, and there's a musky aroma entering your nose that's making your head spin a little. Is this what... licking a real cock is like? you wonder, and the thought causes your pussy to leak more unbidden juices into your panties. Fuck... You desperately try to separate yourself from the erotic nature of what you're doing as you take the black-and-white dick into your mouth.

You start to try and copy Maizono's actions, swirling your tongue around the tip of the rubber member as you bob your head up and down its shaft. You realise the room has an echo, and all you can hear as you try to block out your shame is the depraved noises you're making as you suck the dildo like some cock-hungry slut. This, obviously, does not help the 'blocking out your shame' plan, and neither does the sudden appearance on the floor directly below you, an LCD screen like the one showing the pleasure gauge but instead displaying your own reflection. You can see the hint of hunger in your purple eyes, the lewd shape of your lips around the girthy sex toy, the drool starting to leak out of your mouth and onto the floor as you continue your sloppy blowjob. Your face burns in utter humiliation, and feel even more embarrassed as you realise all of this is making you properly turned on, your cunt dripping wet and **** to be touched, to be filled.

"Mmmmmphhh~" you involuntarily moan around the rubber member, desperately looking up to avert your eyes from the shameful display below you, but that of course just means you're now seeing your reflection in the mirror-wall, your eyes now looking up as you suck on the fake cock like you're a submissive **** looking up at her master. Even more juices flow from your snatch, and you aren't spared as you look to your right and left either, as you are greeted with the supreme eroticism of Maizono deep-throating her dildo and the equally supreme humiliation of Asahina staring wide-eyed at you as you debase yourself entirely. It's all too much for your pathetic, treacherous pussy, and in a lust-filled haze you start to snake a hand down towards the waistband of your skirt.

Before you can reach under there, however, you are brought to your senses somewhat by Monokuma's voice on the PA system. "Sayaka Maizono has completed the challenge!" he announces. Taking the artificial dick out of your mouth, you sit up in surprise, looking instinctively over at Maizono's cubicle to see the girl unbelievably still sucking on her dildo, as if it's a genuine penis that's spraying cum into her mouth and she's trying to swallow it all. Finally she seems to realise that she's won, and ejects the sex toy from her mouth, glancing over at you momentarily before averting her eyes in complete and utter shame. You feel a similar way - you know that if you'd touched yourself like you'd intended, you'd have climaxed just from the slightest touch; if Maizono hadn't been as skilled with her mouth as she was, you would have been the first to cum in this challenge, not one of Monokuma's fake cocks. I need to get a hold of myself...

As Maizono stands up, covering her face with her hands, Monokuma appears in her cubicle, and the two disappear from view, the bear clearly allowing the idol access to his magical teleporting powers that you still have yet to find a rational explanation for. The 'headmaster's' voice then plays once again over the PA system. "Well, don't just sit around thinking about how horny you all are!" he exclaimed. "Get back to work! You may not be able to win anymore, but you can very much still lose!" You grimace, not wanting to resume an activity that so nearly made you orgasm in front of your classmates, but another announcement plays, making you realise how urgent this situation is becoming. "Junko Enoshima has completed the challenge!" That doesn't surprise you. While you'd like to think Enoshima's modelling career had been less full of sexual misconduct towards her than Maizono's idol journey, the rational part of your brain knows better.

You look over to your left to see Asahina, beyond embarrassed, lowering herself to suck on her dildo as you and Maizono had been doing. To your right, meanwhile, you can now see Celeste in the cubicle the other side of Maizono's empty one, looking furious and flushed as she continues her own blowjob. It's you, these two, and Fukawa left in play. You look at the pleasure gauge, just over two thirds full. Do you keep competing... or do you give in and face the punishment?