"Sara" keeps getting pushed by CARA

“Popcorn?”

Jason's smile is wide and goofy, his arms outstretched toward you with a large tub of popcorn in his hands. Your lips smile back on their own in response to being so close to him, even as your conscious mind is wash with fear. You know what is happening and resist the blissful feelings that Jason gives you as best as you can.

You cringe at your own thoughts and fix them in your mind, “That CARA is forcing on me!”

*Sara, thank Jason and tell him that purchasing the popcorn for you to share is sweet.*

You give Jason a thumbs up and reach out to take a handful of the theater snack from the bucket but CARA shocks you, causing you to shake the bucket. The shock is sharper than you expected, lingering longer than any of the other corrections that CARA has made up to this point.

You recoil back, “Sorry, I'm sorry.”

Though you were talking to CARA, Jason reasonably thought you were apologizing to him, “It's okay, I caught most of it. Everything is cool.”

You look to the floor as you recover from the pain, your eyes focusing on the few bits of the popcorn that hit the floor. You focus on your breathing, trying not to miss the pleasure you were experiencing seconds earlier. You don't have to worry about missing it for too long before it returns as you feel Jason gently touch the top of your hand. You sigh as you look into his big, blue eyes.

There was a softness in his expression, “I promise, it's okay. I'm really happy you agreed to come out with me tonight.”

*Sara, Jason has expressed joy at spending time with you. You should respond in kind.*

“Me too,” your response is rewarded with even more sexual bliss from CARA.

Deep within the confines of the false vagina in your panties, you feel your cock trying to come to life. You squeeze your thighs together slightly, wishing you could slip your fingers under your dress. Thoughts of masturbating are interrupted as Jason takes his hand away from yours, taking the pleasant feelings he was giving you with it. You frown at the absence of his kind touch, hating yourself for wanting it back.

The theater quickly fills up with other moviegoers and after the lights go down the trailers begin. You try to push Jason out of your mind but can't help but notice out of the corner of your eye that he glances back occasionally at you, attempting to gauge your interest in the upcoming movies. One specifically did catch your interest and Jason must have noticed because after it finished, you feel him lean to whisper into your ear.

“Looks fun, right? I'm excited,” he tells you.

You are also feeling excited but it is no longer because of the trailer. Feeling Jason so close sends a shiver through you, his warm breath carrying just the hint of a minty scent. His lips are so close to your skin and CARA rewards you for the closeness. You feel a moan emerging from your throat and quickly attempt to clamp it down, hoping that he doesn't hear it.

“God damn it, CARA. I didn't even do anything!” you scream in your head.

As Jason pulls back and you feel yourself give a tiny whimper of disappointment. Unconsciously, you lean toward him, your body not wanting the sexual energies to dissipate but you **** yourself to pull back into your seat. You press your hands firmly but daintily in your lap, trying to wish yourself elsewhere.

You scold yourself, “I am a straight man and I am stronger than this!”

The movie plays and eventually, you calm down enough to start to relax. You try to lose yourself in the fiction but your thoughts kept drifting back to how nice it was to be so close to Jason. As you had predicted, Jason remained still, motionless except for the occasional reaching into the bucket held on his thighs. The smell of the popcorn was all the encouragement you needed to start reaching your hand into his lap. It was inevitable that your hands would touch accidentally, which was also was accompanied by CARA's meddling.

“Damn it, why does it have to feel so good to touch him?” you pout to yourself.

*Sara, take Jason's hand into your own.*

You know you should fight her but your hand finds his before you can summon the will to do so. You smile as you are flooded with a pleasant wave of sensation. Jason is surprised but pleased, looking to his hand before he looks over to see your grinning face. The two of you sit together, hand in hand, as you radiate with joy.

*Sara, you should rest your head ag-*

CARA goes silent as you place your head on Jason's shoulder before she can finish her instruction. You reason that resting on him was no big deal, so there was little to gain from fighting. As you try to get comfortable, you are distressed to feel Jason untangle his fingers from yours but relax as you feel his arm wrap around your shoulder, giving you the room you need to snuggle into him.