Another loot box

After Raj left she realized she'd left his cooler on the counter. She opened it up and saw a water bottle and a bunch of ice. She grabbed it and unscrewed the top and looked inside. It was completely full. She was initially horrified...how many times had he masturbated for this? This was way too much...but then the image of him coating her face popped back into her mind. She found herself licking her lips imagining how he could ruin her face.

She pinched herself. Snap out of it Grace, the game doesn't control you. Speaking of the game...she had lots of gems now didn't she? She put the lid back on the bottle and put it in her fridge. Then she hobbled over to her couch and sat down. The ballet boots might not be beyond her breaking point, but it was nice to get off them. She pulled up the game and checked her balance. She had enough for a rare loot box. She decided to buy it.

The box appeared in her hands and she quickly opened it. Inside was a small card and a coin. She frowned as she read it.

Double or nothing!

Select one of your current traits and flip the coin. If it lands on heads, the trait is removed. If it lands on tails, its rarity level gets upgraded!

Upgrade? She didn't want to upgrade anything. She wanted to get rid of them. She didn't want to take the risk? She groaned and tried to close the box, but she found she couldn't. She tried to set it down but her hands just wouldn't let go. "Argh." She groaned. She would have to pick one of them.

The one that was probably causing her the most trouble was the whore trait. Except as good as it would be to get rid of it, what would happen if it got even stronger? That one was just too risky. She decided to had to be one of her traits that she didn't mind as much. She figured her best options were the high heels, the perfect skin and the tongue piercing. She looked down at the boots..hmmm...she wondered. The boots were only tolerable because of the high heel trait she had. If she lost it, the boots would probably be so difficult she could get them removed. If it got upgraded, maybe she'd be able to walk normally in them. Win/win? Maybe?

She decided to pick that one. She picked up the coin and flipped it. "No!" It was tails. Her phone buzzed and the box disappeared. She picked her phone up and saw the trait.

Doll (Uncommon)

Heels Always

What? It had gone from heels only to heels always? What was the difference? She gulped. This was bad. Stupid loot box. She stood up and tentatively walked around in the boots. As she'd suspected it still felt awkward to walk in them, but there was no longer any pain. She'd never get out of these damn boots.

"Argh!" Frustrated she chucked her phone onto the couch. What a stupid decision. She eventually got up and went to bed, maybe she'd have a better day tomorrow.

She was woken by a banging on her door. She groaned and rolled out of bed and hurried to answer. Forgetting about her nudity she threw the door open to reveal Eva. Eva pushed past her, "There you are. I've been texting you." Eva said.

"Huh? Oh, my phones on the couch. And I was texting you yesterday, Raj was looking for you too. Where were you?"

Eva blushed, "Umm...well...I met someone," Grace raised her eyebrows, "Ya I was umm...in the bathroom. When I uh...called you for help," Grace remembered. She'd given her permission to cum over the phone, "Ya anyway someone was in there and heard me...well...you know. At first I was worried she was going to report me to HR or something but instead she came onto me. Hard. "

"Wow...that's...uh, great." Grace wasn't sure what Eva was looking for. She wanted to support her friend, but she hoped she was being safe.

"Ya. It was amazing. She was amazing. The number of times I came...it almost makes this," She gestured to her body, "Ok."

"Well I'm happy for you. Really. But uh...I can't call in sick two days in a row. I need to get going." Grace said.

"Right. Of course. I just really wanted to tell you. Oh and thank you. I know it must be weird for you...you know...giving permission. I wouldn't have called but I was so ****...I know we haven't know each other long but well...your my best friend Grace. I just wanted to share." Eva smiled.

Grace returned her smile, "Thank you. You are my best friend too. Talk later ok?" Eva nodded and left.

Grace was up a little early, but not so much that could afford to dawdle. She showered, did her hair and makeup and went to grab breakfast. As she ate she felt her stomach rumbling. She knew it wasn't food she was hungry for. She felt gross just thinking about it but knew she wouldn't get through the day without it. She took the bottle of cum out of her fridge. She unscrewed the lid and was about to take a sip when she was overcome with how gross it was. It was different in the heat of the moment, giving a blowjob. Drinking it cold out of the fridge...that was just wrong.

Except the thought of heating it up or adding it to food, that was worse right? Stupid game. She closed her eyes and quickly put the bottle to her mouth and upended it. A glob of cum slowly dripped into her mouth. She cringed and put it down. Was that enough to satisfy her hunger? Apparently not. She did it again, forcing herself to drink a little bit more. Finally she felt the hunger fade away. She put the bottle back and took a drink of water to wash her mouth out, then quickly ate her breakfast so she could brush her teeth.

She did not enjoy that. As awful as it was she actually preferred getting it, 'from the source', so to speak. Did that make her a slut? She shivered as she looked at herself in the mirror. A naked goth slut, collared and wearing bondage boots. How far she had come...

She checked the time, she was almost late. No time for self loathing. She grabbed her leather skirt and a blouse from her closet and ran outside her apartment. As soon as she was in the hallway she dressed. Only realizing as she was pulling on her skirt she'd forgotten both panties and a bra. She looked down at her chest, it would be pretty obvious with these huge things...but at least she hadn't picked a white shirt. She'd be late if she went back in, since that would **** her to strip down again. Whatever, they're just nipples, right? She hurried off to work as fast as the ballet boots would allow.