Sticky makeup

The most expensive available option would also be the most hilarious to see rendered on screen, so Arthur gleefully spent 9 gems on 'must wear cum like makeup.' That alone would be funny enough to share with Bridget, and maybe he could take a screenshot for private use. If he cared about this app, his remaining one gem would be a disappointment, but he wasn't planning on giving this app much more of his attention after tonight. That was, until Bridget's next words gave him much more incentive to keep playing. "Are you gonna cum soon?" She spoke with the casual air one might ask, "When's the next bus?" or, "Can I borrow a pencil?" And her emotionless gaze as she waited for his response hid any sign that she was fucking with him.

"What do you mean?" He asked, trying to keep his quaking voice from betraying the nervous energy bouncing through him. She must have a big punchline that he walked right into, something to make fun of his libido or wandering eyes.

"I want to touch up my makeup before we go in, like usual?" She explained in a way that said he should be aware that this was normal. "Your pre is usually enough to make it through the day without Henderson asking if I'm 'feeling ill.'" She mocked one of our typical job requesters, who we figured just wanted to watch Bridget crawl under his desk to plug back in his 'broken' monitor or some such nonsense task. "When I'm out on the weekend, I want to glam up my look a little for the night. You're usually much more eager to help. Do 3D women not cut it anymore?" There was the playfully pervy friend Arthur knew, but she sincerely wanted his cum right now! This would be a dream in any other circumstance. He looked back at the phone, still displaying the purchase confirmation. He swiped it away, and noticed a list icon flashing with an exclamation mark near Bridget's name. He tapped it, bringing up a small list of what he assumed would be all her purchased settings. Only two currently populated the list: 'Bukkake Beauty' which sounded like his purchase and another he didn't recognize; 'My Eyes are Down Here.' He clicked on the one he bought, and a small window appeared, detailing the purchased command. It had the description that enticed his purchase, the date and cost of purchase, as well as two toggle switches, labelled 'Awareness: self' and 'Awareness: others.' Both defaulted to 'off' which would explain why Bridget didn't seem confused by her 'need' for jizz on her face. He exited with window and clicked the command that was already applied to her. The description read: 'Ignores user's ogling,' but no purchase date was listed, instead reading 'Friendship level met.' So because they were good friends, she already ignored when he was looking at her? "No way." Arthur thought to himself. He was too subtle to get caught, and she certainly called him out every time she caught him anyway.

All this talk of his load on her face, her even asking for it like a favor finally had him at full mast and ready to go, which Bridget happily noticed. "Ahh, that's more like you, Arthur. I was afraid I'd lost my touch. I don't think I noticed you ogling me since the drive started!" She gave him a playful shoulder jab. "Hurry up and finish yourself. Donna is going to wonder where we are." Her look turned a little annoyed, but in the way that comes from playful teasing. Wait, she said "notice you ogling me." So she was noticing, and thought she wasn't telling him? Arthur looked back at the phone, noticing the awareness tabs are different than the last command. Both awareness toggles were switched to on! It was time to test this app's apparent reality altering powers.

"I just didn't want you calling me out for looking at you, like you always do." He responded, eyeing her up and down as he spoke. She rolled her eyes and looked at him like he was slowest in the class.

"Dude, we both know you're not subtle about it at all, but I've never called you out on it before! I usually just ignore it and take the compliment. Can you please jizz on my face now? I wanna get blasted; I haven't been drunk since last weekend." She almost got her request just from such dirty phrasing, but Arthur had more trials to run with this app. As an amateur coder, debugging was in his blood. He flipped the Self Awareness toggle off, and asked another question.

"So you don't mind when I ogle your nice body?"

"Do you ogle? I'm not surprised since you're such a pervert, but I assumed you were just being a nice guy and not looking. I'll be keeping an eye out now, though. Now shoot your load, please!" This little interrogation finally got her mad, so Arthur decided to quit while he was so, SO far ahead. The issue now was, how does this interaction 'typically' go? Bridget thought this was a well established act of selfless friendship, while he thought this was a wet dream come to life. The first step was obviously removing his straining bulge from his tight jeans. As his meatstick came into view, his mind raced with the erotic implications of the app he now controlled. In one commute, Arthur's best friend would no longer comment on his pervy glances or even his overt ogling. Even better, she straight up didn't know about it now. She wanted his jizz on her face and wasn't annoyed by the requirement. He'd wasted so many gems! He never touched any other tabs. Who knows what cheaper options there were on sexier body parts.

"Come on, dude, jerk it! Or I'll find a luckier guy in there." Her voice broke through his pondering. He shyly nodded and started tugging his meat. She was busy on her own phone while he pumped for her. He realized in shock the implication of this command. She needed any jizz for makeup, not just his. This thought ironically helped his cause, as he pictured all the huge loads she could be painted with, but she chose his. "I recognize those naughty whimpers." He heard her chiming voice from his crotch, and opened his tight eyes to see her button nose inches away from his dripping cockhead. "Cum on me, Arthur!" She playfully moaned, still treating this like something friends do for each other. It was all erotically real to him, as her begging pushed him over the edge. Bridget instantly scrunched her face as he applied the foundation of her look. To his complete shock, he felt her strong grip latch to the base of his dick, aiming it like a joystick to apply some eyeshadow and blush. "If I let you apply it, I'll look like a 12 year old who got into Mommy's makeup. Or a whorish wet dream for you" She finished her look by pursing her teasing lips and rubbing the last few drops of cum off his tip for the perfect shade of lipstick. She released his shrinking rod like a spent makeup kit and checked the results in the mirror. "Worth the wait I'd say." she approved, turning to get Arthur's. "what do you think?" Arthur was at a loss for words as his powerful, sexy friend asked him what he thought of cumming on her. He thought it looked amazing, as thick globs ran down her cheeks like extra salty tears, one eye glued into a winking stare, though she paid no mind. His silence did not read as dumbstruck, and Bridget worried. "Did I get lipstick on my teeth?" She smiled at the mirror once more, but Arthur assured her it was nothing.

"I guess I forgot you could be a girly girl sometimes." He responded, trying to return to their usual friendly rapport. She punched his shoulder once more, opening her car door and stepping into public. Arthur quickly followed after, watching as no one gave her a second glance about her face.