An oral sex addiction

“Oh...that's right..." said Clara, caught off guard but slowly smiling on the inside.

"Yes, that's correct. You might not be completely aware of it yet, but any person who exposes their genitals to you, no matter what you are thinking or doing at the moment, you will be compelled and obsessed with performing oral sex on them. While you're performing oral sex, you'll be inclined to do anything that the person would like you to do in the situation. After the person achieves an orgasm, you'll remain in such a daze until the person is no longer exposing his or her genitals to you."

"Oh..yes...I understand now, sorry for any inconvenience..." said Clara, trying to act embarrassed but becoming very excited.

"It's quite alright," said Jenny, smiling widely. Clara pretended not to notice this. "I do understand that you hate oral sex, and you will be disgusted by the prospect."

What a sadistic bitch! Clara thought, although she was also extremely excited at the nonconsensual prospect.

"But I also want to let you know as well that we will take measures to reduce as much inconvenience as possible. Firstly, we've notified all of the workers in the facility about all aspects of your condition, so you can be safe and sure that nobody will be distressed by your behavior. We also will not punish you for any instinct behavior resulting from your condition."

"Oh, that's great, thank you so much!" Clara exclaims, reveling in the potential humiliation that would occur to her. But Jenny hadn't made any moves yet, and Clara was curious as to what she would do herself.

"No problem. Also," said Jenny, a light coming on in her eyes. "The company has also taken measures to reduce as much discomfort on your part. Don't ask how we managed to do it, but we've managed to make it so that you won't have any memory of performing oral sex after you've finished, so you won't be absolutely disgusted."

"Oh, that's great... Thanks a bunch!" said Clara, her heart pounding at the idea.

"You're very welcome. If there's anything else you need, you may ask me." Jenny still made no move. Clara was slightly disappointed. I guess she doesn't want to dirty her hands herself, she thought to herself.

"Yeah, thanks a lot," she said, and turned around, walking towards the door. Although she was a bit disappointed that Jenny hadn't done anything, she was also hopeful about the possibilities that awaited her.

Her hand touched the doorknob when Jenny's voice came out from behind her, with a slight malice to it.

"Actually, Clara, hold on. There's something I want you to help me with."

Clara turned around and saw Jenny out of her seat. She had a grin that was only getting wider, as well as having an evil tint to it, and she was walking towards Clara very confidently. Clara suddenly became very hopeful.