A surprising offer

Arthur tensed up—half excited, half concerned about what this apparent celebrity had to say.

But instead of getting straight to the point, Garrison suddenly reached for the small remote control.

Once he clicked a short combination as he was searching for a specific TV channel, someone stepped out from behind the red curtains.

"Have you called, Master?"

Arthur flinched in his seat.

He wasn't the biggest fan of anime, but he knew well enough to recognize Yamato from One Piece...except, she was nothing like herself in the manga.

Instead of the fiercely active, yet naïve female warrior, this Yamato stared forward blankly while giving a salute to Garrison Todd, whom she'd just called as 'Master'.

She was wearing a similar fishnet top on her upper body, leaving nothing to imagine about her massive tits and erect nipples.

Meanwhile, her lower garments were nothing but a single fundoshi that didn't really hide anything either.

Arthur couldn't resist taking a peek between Yamato's thick thighs.

Garrison Todd, on the other hand, waved his hand as if this was completely normal.

"Yamato, why don't you provide us some visual entertainment while this gentleman and I have some business talk. Use your hips."

"Understood, master."

Yamato nodded obediently before stepping up onto the small stage at the right side.

She turned her back to Arthur and her master, then began shaking her hips and twerking on the spot.

"I hope it's not too distracting."

Garrison said.

Arthur barely managed to pull his eyes away from the massive racks shaking and twirling in the air.

"I, uh..."

Arthur glanced to the left where two Androids kept howling like whores while riding on giant dildos.

On his right, there was a giant pair of ass bouncing up and down with soft grunts and moans.

Wherever he put his eyes, something very lewd was on his filed of vision.

"Is this how you usually greet strangers? No offense, it's awesome...I'm just asking."

"Well, I'm glad that you find it awesome."

Garrison replied with a soft grin, before leaning back on his sofa.

"So, Mr. Huxson...I'd assume you know why we're having this conversation, yes?"

Arthur hesitated, then pulled out the golden ticket from his pocket.

With a small smilex Garrison nodded and offered his hand.

Arthur handed the golden ticket over.

It wasn't easier said than done, especially when there were prime examples of what he could have gotten with the ticket.

Garrison looked over the ticket front and back before pocketing it, and gave a smirk.

"Regretting much? You could have gotten any character of your choice with that."

"...I mean, it was one-time use only."

"Hardly. This ticket is reusable...I believe once per week, or so?

In theory, you could pull 50 characters an year from RealDreams with the ticket."

"Oh..."

Arthur tried to shurg off the information as if it was not a big deal, but it did leave a sour taste in his mouth.

He was this close to achieving his dream of obtaining his own character, but he had just given it away just to be a "nice guy" so to say.

"Tw-twenty—o-oh, fu-uuck!!"

Android 18 cried out in the middle of her countings, squirting pussy juice between her feet as she head reeled back.

"Oooohh!!"

Only a few moments later, Android 21 followed 18's example. Her hips gave away as juice gushed out from between her thighs like a waterfall.

"Yes, you did just give away quite a tempting option."

Garrison said, giving his two Android sluts only a bare minimum of glance.

"Which, I think, is something to be admired."

"Hmm."

Arthur perked up his ears.

It sounded as if Garrison was going to give him a reward of some sort.

Arthur's heart pounded with a new-found excitement.

There was no doubt that this man was insanly rich, what with all the characters and the high-tech limousine and what not.

Whatever the reward was, he could tell it was going to be substantial.

"Now, I have an offer to make for you, Mr. Huxson."

Garrison pulled a check and handed it over to Arthur.

When he looked at the number, Arthur's eyes nearly shot out of his eyes.

"10 million dollars?"

"Signed with my name, of course. No Taxes attached."

Garrison said in a nonchalant tone, as if he was giving out a 20$ gift card.

"You can take that...or take my other offer."

Arthur looked up, barely able to keep his hands from trembling.

"And what's the other offer?"

He asked, but his mind was already leaning heavily towards the check in his hand.

10 million dollars was not only an amount of money he could hardly dream of, let alone achieve in reality.

What kind of an idiot would kick away a golden opportunity such as this?

Garrison leaned back on the sofa once again and spread out his arms.

"A job opportunity!

To take part in my project in working progress as my right hand man.

If all goes well, the job will provide any characters you want free of charge, and you'll also get half of the cut."

Arthur hesitated.

"What kind of job is it? I'm not very skilled in any way."

"Oh no, if I wanted skill, I wouldn't have been throwing the golden ticket away on the street at the first place.

No, I'm trying to recruit you, Mr. Huxson, because you are the only person out of dozens of people who actually tried to return this massive amount of power to me.

I need someone who is ambitious yet humble—someone I can trust with immense power."

Arthur gulped.

"That's...okay."

He looked down at the check again.

"So, if I take the check..."

"I'll drop you off at your house. You can live a full life with that money."

"Right."

Arthur rubbed his fingers over the check.

He wasn't sure yet what kind of job this billionaire had in mind, but the way he described it tugged at Arthur's curiosity.

Of course, he could simply walk away with the money in hand. He probably won't have to work again in his life ever again.

After contemplating for what felt like hours, Arthur finally opened his mouth.

"I..."