Nina, another Blowjob Universe representative

Waiting for you on the couch is a petite Asian woman in a sort of flight-attendant's uniform with a low neck, exposing the cleavage of her small but perky tits. The outfit looks vaguely familiar. A label over the left breast reads "Nina - Blowjob World Representative".

Then you remember: This is the same kind of uniform that Kristi wore, when you were first inducted into Blowjob Universe! For a moment you fondly remember your first sexual encounter in Blowjob Universe: shortly after waking in this new paradise, you facefucked the desk clerk and pissed in her mouth -- Good times!

Nina perks up and stands when you enter. "Ah, David! My name is Nina, I'm here on behalf of Blowjob Universe QA!" She sports a bright and enthusiastic smile. Just like Kristi, her dress is tight and short, ending just below the ass, and she has on heavy eye makeup. She's also carrying a small briefcase and clipboard. "Are you finished stuffing your sister and step-mom full of your cock and cum? I don't mean to interrupt."

"Well, not exactly," you reply honestly. "I mean, I already came in Rachel's ass but I'm probably ready to go again. My friend Tommy is keeping them occupied in the meantime."

Nina bounces on her toes and claps, perky tits jiggling under her too-tight dress. "Oh good, so you've discovered some of your powers here in Blowjob Universe! The more you use your cock, the more quickly it's ready for use again! Your balls are magically swelling with cum, and soon you'll be able to ejaculate dozens of times a day! Won't that be fun!" She giggles and smiles. "And of course, with the appropriate amount of imagination and willpower, you can change the world around you to suit your needs!"

Seeing your tiny, sexy guest talk about your cum so enthusiastically is making you excited. "So, Nina, what brings you here exactly?" you ask.

"As I mentioned, I work in the QA Department -- that stands for 'Quality Assessment'! My job is to periodically check-in with you and make sure your personal blowjob paradise is exactly that: Paradise!" Nina sits back down on the couch and motions for you to do so as well. "As I mentioned, you have the power to change anything you want, but it requires considerable concentration. This is a security measure to ensure the world has some measure of consistency. Changing things on a whim would be too fluid and chaotic for all parties involved -- the Universe's denizens, the VIP (that's you), and Management."

"Management? You mean people like you and Kristi, and Able Master?" you ask, curious.

"Exactly! Our job is to keep the Universe stable in the background so it's not distracting to you. Creating a perfect blowjob paradise for our VIP's inevitably creates logical inconsistencies. Blowjob Universe is by no means realistic! Logical Order is constantly trying to correct these paradoxes -- ruining your fantasy -- and it requires a talented team of engineers and technicians to keep it at bay! That's where Management comes in!"

As David, you're pretty stupid and having a hard time following Nina's words. You've never been interested by this kind of metaphysical bullshit before, but you're curious. "So, Management hires people like you and Able Master to run the show behind the scenes. How many people work for Blowjob Universe?"

Nina frowns slightly. "I'm not sure I understand."

"Well, how many Blowjob Universe representatives are there?"

"Oh, all of them."

"What?"

"We have everyone. All the representatives." Nina seems perplexed, like what she's saying should be obvious to you.

"Do you mean you have an infinite number of employees?"

"Not employees, representatives." she says matter-of-factly.

"But, who hired you?"

Nina cocks her head, confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, someone had to hire you, right? You had to get an education and a degree, and then apply for the job, and someone had to say 'yes', and then you probably had work training, and somebody has to write your checks..." You trail off as Nina's eyes glaze over, uncomprehending.

"I'm just... a representative..." Her brow furrows, and it's obvious some gears are churning hard inside her head but aren't making any progress.

"Well, you must have a boss, at least."

"I suppose... I suppose YOU'RE the boss, in a sense, as this Universe's VIP..."

"But who's in charge? Who runs Management?"

"Nobody 'runs' Management, silly. Management just... IS!" Nina is clearly growing uncomfortable; she was not expecting this line of conversation. But before you can ask another exasperated question, she suddenly freezes. Moments later, there's a bright flash and your blazing white stallion guide, Able Master, appears through a portal in your living room wall.

"Yo, Dipshit, for the love of God stop asking her bullshit existential questions. Nobody's in charge. Blowjob Universe just IS, just like every other universe just IS. You're just gonna end up breaking the immersion trying to **** a logic onto it that doesn't exist." He stamps the floor with a hoof. "Remember how she mentioned we use a lot of manpower to clean up all the logical paradoxes cropping up in your fantasy? Logic bombs are messy. She might appear to you as a lovely, perky, bubbly, fuckable Asian slut, but we're really all familiar manifestations of a greater cosmic energy, connected in a singular oversoul. Yes, I'm aware that makes no sense to you, I wasn't expecting it to. Just trust me, bro, you don't want to see her explode into a boiling cloud of raw energy. It'll melt your dick right off. It's happened to me a couple times, matter of fact."

"The exploding, or the dick-melting?" Is all you can ask.

"Both."

"Ouch."

"Yeah. Now look at her, poor thing." Able Master nods in Nina's direction. She's frozen with a confused, glazed-over look on her face. "She seems pretty aloof. She'll need a little... 'attention' to ground her, if you know what I mean. Blowjob Universe representatives love nothing more the tending to your physical needs. It's literally the entire purpose of their existence!" The horse turns back to the portal in your wall. "Anyway, I have an infinity of parallel universes to attend to, so I need to bounce. Have fun, and at least TRY to be less of a moron!" And with that, he disappears. Time resumes, and Nina sits looking vacantly into space, blinking.

You realize the girl doesn't really have a life. Not in the same way you used to have a life in the real world. She wasn't born, wasn't raised in a family, didn't grow up or go to school. She doesn't really even work, not for a living, at least. She literally just IS. She probably always has been, tending to an infinite number of blowjob-crazed bastards like you in a infinite number of universes, forever. This is making your head hurt. You decide to focus on your other head.

You clear your throat. "AHEM! Nina?" The cute little Asian starts and looks back at you, smile returning to her face. "You were talking about QA?" You scoot closer and rest a hand on her leg.

"Oh right, sorry! I get so distracted sometimes..." she blushes. "Obviously you can change whatever you want here, but it takes time and effort. QA is here to take some of that burden off you! We can make sweeping adjustments while you focus on filling dozens of throats with cock!" She bounces in her seat. "Well, David? Is there anything at all you'd like us to change in Blowjob Universe? Do you like this setting, in your hometown? Is there anything you'd change about the women?" Nina shifts a little, adjusting her outfit, pulling down the neckline and exposing more of her cleavage. She beams and giggles excitedly. "Otherwise, if everything's hunky-dory, we can get right to fucking!"

That was quite forward. Your dick is practically screaming for a chance to ruin that cute little face of hers.