Dan hides away in his room playing videogames [Warning, watersports content ahead]

Unable to fully process what his mother has just gone through, and what damage has been done to their relationship, Dan hides away in his room, and plays videogames.

...Okay, so perhaps that's not very unusual for him. But this time he doesn't plan to show his face downstairs for days.

He's got all the snacks and soda he needs to sustain at the very least, a 48 hour gaming fest, with zero interactions with any other humans.

Downstairs, Emma Hunt is still reeling from what happened to her.

A few concerned and offended messages on her phone from some of the neighbors - that was to be expected. They'd probably have to move, but that's not the end of the world.

The bigger issue is that the sign had been encouraging people to share what they recorded on her phones. That could follow her around for the rest of her life.

Oh, and her clit is horrendously oversensitive, and her stretched-out asshole is still throbbing horribly.

And the young man that had watched all the porn that had caused this to happen to her is still in the house.

No. She can't talk to him right now. That would need to wait until they'd both calmed down. He'd probably hide up there for a day or two, and then emerge all sullen, and they could have a real talk.

Right now, Emma has one top priority - which is that after all that getting assfucked and vibrated into several too many squirting orgasms, she is very thirsty and very hungry.

So she busies herself preparing her favourite meal - chicken fajitas. She makes enough for two... And then eats it all herself.

Full to the brim with delicious Mexican food, she now feels more than a little bit better.

That is, until she stands up to take her plates over to the kitchen sink... And finds two of the Motivator's robots standing silently behind her.

WHAT THE FUCK

HE CAN'T BE WATCHING SICK PORN AGAIN

HE WOULDN'T

NOT EVEN DAN

NOT AFTER THAT

HE WOULDN'T

The robots grab her, but they don't take her to the living room this time. No, this time, they take her to the downstairs hall. There, one robot busies itself by CUTTING A HUGE HOLE IN THE WALL.

WHAT THE FUCK

THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING

But it is. And there's one robot that is not cutting a hole in her wall. This robot is opening a bag... And showing Emma the outfit she is now to be made to wear.

Dan Hunt loves soda. Particularly caffeinated ones.

Unfortunately, caffeinated drinks make him need to piss even more than normal drinks.

Taking a piss might not seem like something that takes a huge amount of time, but when you're going every 45 minutes, it really adds up. And in the 20 or so extra seconds it takes one to properly open the toilet, wipe up, close the toilet, flush the toilet, and wash your hands because you touched the toilet, his battleship might be under attack.

So, Dan has learned to optimise. He hustles to the bathroom, whips out his cock, and carefully points its head down towards the plughole of the sink.

There we go. A quick efficient whizz, just like a urinal, and with pretty much no splashback. Most of the time, anyways. His mother has caught him in the act by detecting a couple of splashes here and there. But usually, it's so quick and clean and efficient. So, why would he stop?

He rushes back to his PC just in time to respond to an important radar ping.