Chapter 5 by FauxBate

How do you spend your lunch break?

Invite Ruby to lunch

"Aaaaand, done!' you say with a few final keystrokes, beaming with satisfaction at finally having finished your report. Your recent orgasms must have aided your productivity, because this may just be the most succinct and effective work you've done in all your years in the office; it's something you can really be proud of.

"Great timing, John" comes Ruby's reply, and you turn to face your coworker whose mouth you pumped your cum into only an hour prior. She's currently fiddling with a pocket mirror, trying to re-set her hair and doing some touch-up on her makeup that you probably had a large hand in ruining. Her blouse is done back up, unfortunately, hiding away the tantalizing expanse of flesh your seed was fortunate enough to spill down. Noticing your attentive gaze, Ruby turns to you and smiles, "Admiring your handiwork? I used to get pissed when my ex would mess up my hair or makeup when I'd go down on him, but for some reason it's different with you -- kind of endearing that you got so carried away." She lets out another of her feminine giggles, and you smile warmly at her in return.

Yep, you could get used to this.

You silently thank God for this newfound power, and as much fun as it was to rail Amber's cunt and slide between Ruby's lips, you can appreciate this little bit of conversation all in itself. To think, a young coworker you'd admired for years is now telling you how cute she thinks it is that you grabbed her ginger locks and fucked her face. It's stirring your much-attended-to shaft back to life.

"Well my report is done," you begin, "and it's just coming up on lunch hour; want to grab something to eat? My treat." In your mind it's the least you can do, considering that without Ruby you would never have discovered this incredible ability you seem to have developed out of nowhere. Not to mention some time spent outside of the office is more opportunity to find redheads, and if that fails, you'll still have your well-endowed coworker wrapped around your cock as consolation.

Looking genuinely apologetic, Ruby answers "Oh, John, I'd love to, but I'll have to take a rain check. My little sister asked me to meet her at that new bistro downtown for my lunch hour, and I've already promised her I'd come. Sorry."

Disappointed, you're about to tell her it's fine and just cruise for girls and grub alone when an idea comes to you: how far does this privilege extend? Could you use it to invite yourself along under a pretext of sexuality? Even if you can, should you? You don't have long to decide.

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These branching stories are going to have 3 very simple premises: 1) You exist in a world where your character AND ONLY your character gets to have sex with whatever group or groups of people you choose wherever and whenever he or she desires. 2) The circumstances under which he or she can have sex with that group can be specified generally or specifically. 3) The response of the people you have sex with and/or the general public can be chosen.