Lonely, but busy

When I woke up on Saturday, I was a bit unsure what to do. I could do so many things, but I had to do none. Well, one of the first restrictions to my day came early. My mom texted me 'Come to my house at 2pm. Lawyers are here for the process to make you caretaker.' I wasn't looking forward to this all that much, honestly.

I was mindlessly scrolling through social media feeds, when I realized that I should probably check the app again. Nothing on Christine, which kinda made sense. But then there was my mom. I had very mixed feelings about it. I was never much into ****, but from a power perspective, it's nice to have power over those who would normally go after you.

Well there was the usual Orgasm Lock, but as usual, I wasn't interested. Maybe on Christine if she keeps being this mean. But even then, it wouldn't make her any less angry. Mom had one new trait, and it was automatic.

New trait unlocked!

Acceptance
Subject does not question and accepts incestuous relationships of any kind between user and subjects or subjects themselves.

At least this is no harm done, right?

Let's check my points. 70 SP. Not a lot, especially not for upgrades. Still, there was something new in the shop.

Trait upgrade: Wingwoman III (500SP):
Subject's success rate is now 2.5x. Can now successfully talk lesbians into having one-on-one sex with the user.

Hot, but expensive and not very useful for now. I know two lesbians and both don't interest me much at the moment.

This begs a much more important question. What the hell do I even want? I have a good job to fight for, I have to co-manage a small real estate empire now as well. What do I want to achieve? Do I want to go out there and fuck as many women as possible? Make them all mine? I don't know where I'm headed at the moment and I think that is my biggest problem. If I knew that I didn't want more than casual sex with Amber or Donna, I could probably sell all the traits I can, get everything back to normal, and only use the app to keep Amber happy.

But wait, there are things I can only deactivate by getting rid of the app. The fact that women can't 'un-submit' to me, if you will, would always be with me for as long as I use the app. Fuck. I guess I have to play therapist for Amber then.

Wait. I can't uninstall it? Yeah, it acts as if it came pre-installed. This is bad. I check through the app, it doesn't even have a settings page, nothing mentions an account or anything. I truly can't get rid of this. In my panic, I look up the app name online, but all results are either mechanical or just erotic. I put my phone beside me for the moment.

Suddenly, it began to buzz and I was notified about something unexpected. Christine +7SP (-38SP) Without reading the message, I had guessed what it was. Thanks to the app. No real guessing about sincerity and politeness anymore, I knew when people were lying to me for their own benefit now. Or at least I knew that about women.

This is what bothers me the most, honestly. If I could, I would love to get some kind of power over everyone. I want to be less afraid. But that only works right now because I happened to work in an office with many women. And the app is clearly trying to push me in a sexual direction. I didn't mind with Amber or Donna, but...

Wait, why wasn't I interested? I think the answer is simple. I know a lot about Amber, I've known her for a long time. Donna had amazing, bimbo-like tits. Who couldn't want them? But the rest... I didn't know a lot about these women. I think this will be my intermediate goal now. Get to know these women. And if I don't want them, then I can always ignore them later.

But for now, I want to do something else. I could invite Amber for the night, that seems fun.

Donna

God, I couldn't stop thinking about Monday evening. Or Monday in general. I'm gonna wear the blouse that shrunk too much last time in the laundry. I'm gonna leave some buttons open, just so he can see. My phone was buzzing again. Ugh, just the dating app again. I didn't really care about these guys anymore. Not since... yesterday. He really left an impression on me. Initially I didn't wanna take his shit, but what we did in the stall was just so hot.

I was there, on the dirty floor, like the filthy slut I am, using my melons to get a guy off. It seems so right. I belong on that toilet, I want him to have his fun with me. Just look at my tits, I am a real slut.

God, I'm so horny again. I keep rubbing my pussy in anticipation of Monday. I just want him, on our way home, to drag me into a corner, unzip his pants and demand I suck it, while I can't help but get my pretty blouse and shoes dirty in the side alley. Maybe I should... I did promise him nudes, didn't I?

I went outside, the streets were empty. It was a cold and rainy day after all. Rainy was even better for my plans, me soaked in rain would just make the pic hotter. I had a banana with me, and I disappeared in the small corner next to my apartment building, where we store trash. Trashy just like me. I was cheap, after all. All I needed to know was that he had a big dick and was down for him on day one. If Beth hadn't been there, I'd have made him touch my breasts during that first handshake. I might be cheap but my melons are all natural, baby.

I pulled out my smartphone and started peeling the banana. I promised him a nude, but I was still dressed, wasn't I? I guess I was going to have to make it up differently somehow. I started a video and started sucking on the banana. My drenched blouse, under which no bra could fit, made my nipples shine through, just like I had hoped. I continued sucking and filming and could feel that I was getting wet.

Just the thought of him doing this to me here, was so fucking hot, I couldn't help but orgasm. I swiftly ended the video and sent it to him. Donna +7SP (+31SP) I was about to leave, when a police officer walked by: "Everything okay, Miss? What are you doing here?" "Oh I just threw away some trash and then my phone rang. It was something urgent, so I stayed here."

Disinterested, he walked away and muttered to himself about how filthy and slutty I looked. He seemed disapproving. Probably for the better, this isn't for him but only one guy, James. I'm his trashy slut.

James

Well, that was an app notification I didn't expect to see. I didn't order Donna to do anything, right? No, she wanted to send nudes. Anyway, I went over Christine's message first. 'Hello James, sorry for my outburst on Friday afternoon. I hope we can go back to normal. I won't insult you again.' I simply wrote back 'No worries, see you on Monday.'

Then, what did Donna send me? A video? She was in some street corner, there were some trash containers behind her. I could clearly see her tits through her blouse. And then the main action was her sucking on a banana. Holy fucking shit, the traits work and they work so damn well. I feel bad for her but... this was hot. She did this for me, because she thought I'd like it. And I do. After about two minutes of the video, she even came. Goddamn, this woman is so hot. And so much controlled by these traits.

Hm. I had an idea for Monday. I want to see how much I can play the app and how much freedom I have. The traits are, after all, a response to the real experiences of these people with me. So what if I flip the script? What if I take her on a date, ask her to wear an elegant dress, get some expensive jewelry from Amber or Mom to wear and then we fuck? Monday night is gonna be an experiment. Worst thing that can happen is nothing changes, right? Anyway, time to jerk off.

And do some work. I have time to kill until 2PM.

And another app notification, for Donna.

New trait unlocked:

Don't get caught!
Subject can get out of trouble for sexual acts in public. Applies only to subject.

Huh, good on her. Wait, did she nearly get caught?