Cynthia, obviously!

While I was waiting for James, I decided to check in on Cynthia, as she was, according to the app when I sorted by distance, the closest girl besides Marcie. Here is what I saw:

Name: Cynthia Miar
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 138 lbs
Cup Size: C Cups
Kinsey Scale: 6
Relationship Status: Multiple Open Relationship
Dom/sub Alignment: Dominant
Favourite Kinks: Strapon Worship (wearing), Pussy Spanking (giving), Strapon Play (wearing)
Hobbies: Cooking, Wine Tasting, Mountain Biking
Groups: Not Yet Available
Current Arousal Level: 3%
Current Status: Cleaning Apartment
Hotkeys:

• None

Customizations:

• None

While CG did not give me all the stats about a potential Custom Girl, since I had seen Cynthia, interacted with her a little and heard her roommates talk about her, I at least knew what I was working with. She seemed nice, if severe, generally concerned with others' wellbeing, if somewhat condescending and argumentative . Now that I wasn't in the throes of intense sexual frustration, that "little girl" comment was beginning to rankle me the more I remembered it and, though I thought Cynthia was looking like prime Dominant female material, particularly for me considering how tall she was, I still wanted to get back at her for dismissing me like that, even if only secretly.

So, I decided, before anything else, to give her what I decided to call my new, personal, "Custom Girl Starter Pack" for 5 gems, which I would now use as a standard group of customizations for collecting a girl. These were:

[Can't Wear Panties]. 1 gem.
[Arousal Multiplier (x2)]. 1 gem.
[Summon CG (short walk)]. 1 gem.
[Only Wear Skirts]. 1 gem.
[Bald Below Eyebrows]. 1 gem.

I hit confirm and immediately got a notification that I had unlocked a new achievement:

COLLECTOR OF CUSTOM GIRLS
Customize at least three different girls: COMPLETED! 10 GEMS AWARDED
Customize at least five different girls: 3/5. 10 GEM AWARD

So I had spent 5 gems, giving me a total of 42, then earned 10 gems, giving me a new total of 52. If I spent one gem each on two more random girls I could end up with a total of 60 gems easy. After making sure Cynthia's awareness was set to on for everything except her "Summon Custom Girl" hotkey (the rationalizations were too valuable for what I had planned next), I flipped back over to her profile to see her status change to "Changing Clothes", and snickered. If Marcie was anything to go by, then when the Awareness was set to Aware for the [Only Wear Skirts] customization, then it was up to the individual to figure out that they could in fact still wear skirts. The mental image of me summoning Cynthia to my apartment before she came to this fact, and having to come over bottomless, was a tempting one, but I needed a few minutes to plan out what I was going to do with Cynthia to fully actualize her own sexual potential.

Clearly she was a lesbian, without even a passing interest in men, and her kinks showed she was very much into being the top with a strap-on. I wondered if she would enjoy having a penis? The app did have the ability, according to customizations I'd seen in the list under Body, to give girl's penises, making them what they called "Futanari", which anyone who has ever been on the pervy parts of the internet will immediately recognize. Unfortunately, these were all very expensive options in terms of gems, but they had a surprising number of customizations and variations in terms of Futanari. For example, one could have a girl's clit transform into a penis; could have a penis grow immediately above the vulva with the clit at the base of the penis; could determine internal or external testicles (internal testicles were apparently called "cryptorchids"); whether or not the futa girl would have a vagina at all anymore; would she have a prostate to produce semen; could she get other women pregnant; could she pee through her penis or would she still pee through the urethral opening on her vulva; and of course, the staggering number of general penis customizations in terms of length, girth, foreskin, and additional features (barbs, horse cocks, dragon cocks, etc.) that one would expect from a magic sex app. All of these latter penis purchasing options were greyed out for me, of course, as I currently had no custom girls with penises. Ultimately, for reasons I can get into in more enumerated detail later (otherwise this whole section will turn into nothing more than a Ted Talk on futa penis creation), I decided I needed a gem capacity of at least 180 gems before I started to play with custom penises. So, for right now, I'd need to try something more immediate and much cheaper.

I toyed with the idea, for probably longer than I should have (given the short amount of time before A) James got done with his shower and B) Cynthia would arrive at the notion that she could still wear skirts), of giving Cynthia some customizations that would **** her to do Domly-Dom things to me like spank me and demand my obedience but that just didn't feel right. I was already going to be topping from the bottom, as it were, given that I had seemingly "magical" control over all this, to begin with, so forcing a Dominant to do things felt cheap and unfulfilling.

That's when I remembered the subsets of customizations I'd been seeing in the Mind tab with the prefixes PUN, RWD and CPL. I had seen prefixes on customizations before, for example SC for Speech Control, though the SC was never there on the Speech Tab itself because, frankly, they all were speech control options in that tab. When I clicked on PUN options, this prefix expanded to "Punishment". When I clicked on the others, RWD was revealed to be "Reward" and CPL was "Compel". Reading some random Punishment and Reward options proved to be no more enlightening than what was obvious, but reading a random Compel option brought me some insight into these special subsets of customizations:

[Compel: Pet You]. 1 gem.
This Custom Girl will be compelled, but not ****, to pet you. Punishment State: you do not allow her to pet you or you do not appear pleased by being pet. Reward State: she is petting you and/or you appear pleased while being pet and/or you make it known you wish to be pet by her.

Immediately the implications were racing through my head. Reward and Punishment meant Positive and Negative Reinforcement, respectively, the cornerstone of Classical Conditioning. And, even though Operant Conditioning would be way better (as I'm sure any app developer would know), at the low low price of 1 gem for each and every CPL, RWD and PUN, and given how much simpler it was to implement, I was all set to get my Ivan Pavlov on!

I purchased the [CPL: Pet You] option for Cynthia, and got a popup as soon as I confirmed it.

Congratulations on purchasing your first Compel Customization from Custom Girls, Natalia Evescolt! We at the CG Team are very proud of this new feature, first implemented in v1.2. With it, you will be able to gently shape a Custom Girl's psyche in the direction you desire without overwriting their own will or volition entirely. We understand that, for some, this is a far more delicious option! Remember, you can apply Punishments and Rewards to almost any Customization, as, when you have purchased a RWD or PUN Customization for a girl, you will see a dropdown menu appear before all of her current, applicable, Customizations in the Toggle Tab (whilst CG: Aware? is set to the Aware state) that will allow you to select one Punishment and one Reward. However, the Compel Customizations are specifically designed to integrate with the Reward and Punishment purchases, and so have enhanced utility when being used with them! Also, you can find toggles for implementing existing Punishments and Rewards under the drop-down menu in the "CG: Aware?" column for any Speech Control customization. Please note, however, that since v1.2.1., you will only be allowed to apply a single instance of each purchase of a Reward or Punishment to a single Customization. If you want a specific Reward or Punishment applied to more than one Customization, you will need to purchase that same Reward or Punishment that many times in order to set it to that many different Customizations. Keep up the good work and Happy Customizing!
~Jane, UI Coding Lead, CG Team, SuccuLabs Studios

Digesting this. I immediately started looking for some good rewards and punishments to apply to my new purchase. Using the search function for RWD, I scroll through the still staggeringly long list under the Mind Tab, until one caught my eye:

[RWD: Soothing Touch]. 1 gem.
When this Custom Girl fulfils the Reward State of a given customization that involves touching, she will be given a shot of oxytocin to stimulate trust, adoration and social fulfilment. Eventually, anticipation of this Reward State will trigger dopamine responses. NOTE: long term use may alter this Custom Girl to develop a mild dependency on this Reward State and result in unintended Depression Punishment States during withdrawal.

Reading the names of naturally occurring neurotransmitters in the description, I realized that I would need to start asking James some very pointed questions on classical and operant conditioning and their underlying neurochemical mechanisms (specifically neuroreceptors and hormones), in the hopes that he liked to hear his own voice so much that he wouldn't be suspicious of me. Especially since women around him would soon be acting very strangely, and show the signs of, what any psychology student worth his salt would recognize as, conditioned states. Worst case scenario, though, I could attempt to appeal to his scientific curiosity, medical and scientific ethics be damned, we had access to hyper-tech that allowed us to explore the human condition beyond the ken of human understanding, after all!

That said, I threw [RWD: Soothing Touch] into my basket (highlighting it in yellow and giving it a plus icon next to it, indicating I could throw multiple into the basket at once; and making the yellow basket icon appear at the top of the screen) and continued shopping.

Some more items I threw into my basket were:

[CPL: You Kneel to Her]. 1 gem.
This Custom Girl will be compelled to have you, though will not be **** to make you, kneel respectfully to her. Punishment State: you refuse her request to have you kneel to her or you appear unhappy with kneeling to her. Reward State: you kneel to her and/or you show or express happiness with the act or concept of kneeling to her.

[RWD: Feel Important]. 1 gem.
When this Custom Girl fulfils the Reward State of a given customization, she will be given boosted Saratonin levels, making her feel important and respected, as well as boosting her self confidence.

[CPL: Keep You Naked]. 1 gem.
This Custom Girl will be compelled to have you, though will not be **** to make you, remain permanently naked. Punishment State: you are seen/conceived of as wearing clothes and/or heard/conceived of as expressing a desire to wear clothes and/or are seen/conceived of being in possession of clothing. Reward State: you are seen/conceived of as naked and/or heard/conceived of as expressing a desire to remain naked and/or it is heard/conceived that you do not/do not wish to possess or own clothes.

[PUN: Righteous Indignation]. 1 gem.
When this Custom Girl fulfils the Punishment State of a given customization, she will become righteously indignant, stressed and angry and given a shot of adrenaline as well. WARNING: excessive use of this feature could turn a Custom Girl to ****!

[Your Nudity Arouses]. 9 gems.
This Custom Girl finds the sight and concept of you naked and barefoot as sexually arousing.

[RWD: Satisfaction]. 1 gem.
When this Custom Girl fulfils the Reward State of a given Customization, she will be given a shot of dopamine, causing her to feel emotional pleasure. Eventually, anticipation of this Reward State will trigger dopamine responses as well.

[Idly Gropes You]. 8 gems.
When this Custom Girl's hands are idle, and within reach of your body, they will grope, touch and fondle you.

Plus, I threw in a second purchase of [RWD: Soothing Touch] for one more gem.

Going to checkout, I realized that this was, in effect, a 24 gem purchase. After waffling for a second as to whether I should pace myself, wondering if I should save more gems for our trip to the mall, or whether or not I was developing an impulse control problem when it came to purchasing customizations - I remembered I had only a few minutes before James got back and Cynthia figured out she could wear skirts, and that I had less than 5 hours until my gem bank needed to be empty, lest I lose more of my Bonus Challenge gems to overflow. I confirmed the purchase.

Opening Cynthia's profile, I went to the toggle screen and applied the following Rewards and Punishments:

[Compel: Pet You]

• Reward: [Soothing Touch]
• Punishment: None

[Compel: You Kneel to Her]

• Reward: [Feel Important]
• Punishment: None

[Idly Gropes You]

• Reward: [Soothing Touch]
• Punishment: None

[Compel: Keep You Naked]

• Reward: [Satisfaction]
• Punishment: [Righteous Indignation]

I contemplated adding some more punishments, but decided against it. With a Dominant leaning person, I wanted to try the carrot before the stick. And I was sure I'd find some more subbie girls to mess with. I went to Cynthia's hotkey menu and summoned her to me...

Cynthia was having a strange wardrobe malfunction. For some reason, whilst she had been cleaning her apartment, she had all of a sudden shucked off her jeans and panties and just... stared at them as they were lying there on the floor. She felt a truly bizarre impediment to putting on the garments whenever she tried to do so, and found she could muster up only enough willpower to pick up the garments and hold them at arm's length.

When Roy came into the living room and commented "Nice ass," she had whirled on him and said something crude and aggressive, but found, with one of the offending garments in either hand, she couldn't cover either her butt or her groin with either. Dropping the garments, though, she found that this was no longer an issue, and clamped one hand on her butt (somewhat pointlessly as her butt was bigger than her hand) and one over her pussy, stalking off angrily toward her room.

"Hey! Don't leave your shit on the floor like that! Ain't you always yelling at me for doing that?"

"I'll get it in a minute!" she slammed her bedroom door.

In her bedroom, Cynthia immediately opened her pants drawer and tried to put on a different pair, but to the same result. She found her hands would not obey her beyond picking up the items. Dropping each item on the floor, she went through just about every pair of pants she owned. Then a thought struck her, that naked girl, Nat or something? If she was worried about just being pantsless around Roy how must have that girl felt being naked outside amongst who knew who else? She should go see if she was okay and that her idiot roommates didn't get the poor thing killed. As she thought this she was already walking down her hallway and out into her living room, past the pair of jeans and panties lying on the living room floor, much to Roy's consternation, and out the front door of their apartment.

She knocked on their neighbour's door.

"Come in!" a female voice said from within.

Opening the unlocked door and stepping in a whole deluge of realizations hit Cynthia all at once. Firstly, how did she know this was that girl's apartment? Secondly, she had just walked down the hall of her apartment building barefoot and naked from the waist down, wearing nothing but a white tank-top. Thirdly, the cute, perverted brown-haired girl with the D-or-bigger breasts was standing in front of her, completely nude still, wearing nothing, and only holding her phone.

Fourthly, and perhaps most oddly... seeing this girl naked made her feel funny...

Cynthia was so my type. At 5'11", as the app told me she was, she was three inches taller than me. Ideally, I like Dominant women to be at least six feet and one inch (it gives hugs such a nice power dynamic!) but I'll take what I can get. Second, she was blond, a nice, proper pale blond too! Third, she had short, short hair, an amazing and classic lesbian signaling haircut. Fourthly, and perhaps the most oddly, I loved women with aquiline noses, like Claudia Black. There was something about that classic Roman nose that just screamed authority, like she was a warrior empress ready to enslave a foreign king and leash him to the side of her throne (or behind her horse to drag him through a field!).

Yeah, I have a rich fantasy life.

Also, as an added bonus, I had caught her while she was still figuring out what bottoms her traitorous body would allow her to wear, and I had got her to come over bottomless. I had also gotten her to come over barefoot, but, given that she was cleaning her apartment, that mostly made sense. I clean my bathroom and kitchen barefoot too.

"I... um..." Cynthia stuttered as she tried too pull down the short cotton tank-top to cover her pussy. "I wanted to come over and see how you were doing. D-did you end up going outside and masturbating in the mall or whatever?"

"Oh, that is so nice of you!" I said, stepping closer to her and pushing the summon button on my phone behind my back. We met half way, in the middle of the living room, me looking up into her face, our bodies only a few inches apart. "Thank you," I smiled up at her.

"It's um," Cynthia's breathing was getting harder, her sun-kissed white-girl face flushing. I couldn't tell if it was arousal or embarrassment. Probably both. "How did you, um, how did you do? With your plans earlier?" She was trying to seem casual, and I wasn't sure if this was part of the rationalization as to why she came here in her current state or if she was just distracted by all the strange emotions I was giving her by putting her in this situation. After all, my nudity was both making her feel very satisfied and very aroused all at the same time, and this was a new (probably) experience from our last meeting.

"Well, Roy and James were absolute gentlemen and stayed by me the whole time, and stopped a lot of people from taking advantage."

"Good," she nodded curtly. She put one hand on her bare hip to try to look casual, her other hand still stretching her tank top to cover her pussy (which, by the way, was completely bald of any pubic hair now, though I'm not sure she'd noticed this yet).

"And, we didn't quite make it to the mall, but I had a ton of orgasms in the middle of the park, and a lot of people watched me masturbate!" I crooned with pleasure at the memory, rubbing my own breasts with my idle hands. "Oh!" I said as I felt Cynthia's hand on my now super-sensitive butt.

At the same time as I made my surprised sound, Cynthia sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth as if experiencing pain, and withdrew the hand. At first I was confused, I had set the command to give her soothing feelings when she groped me, didn't I?

After a moment of Cynthia's contorted face staring off at nothing over my head, she finally released a jagged, slow, trembling breath, and I realized she was getting way more pleasure from touching my butt than she was perhaps willing to display, and only looked pained because she was trying not to display her enjoyment by not smiling or cooing or humming with satisfaction.

This is getting fun! I thought, realizing how tightly it seemed Cynthia liked to hold her emotions under control. The struggle, results aside, would be worth the price of admission.

"Thank you for touching my butt, it's really sensitive."

"I uh... I don't know why I did that..." she said honestly.

"I thought it was sort of obvious," I teased. "And I'm both super flattered and super into it."

"I'm um, getting a little uncomfortable with this conversation, I'm going to go back to my apartment now. I'm glad you're okay." She turned to leave.

And I made her turn right back around again by pushing the summon button. She walked back over to me.

"On second thought," she rationalized. "I think we should talk about this."

I nodded. "Okay!" I agreed earnestly. "What do you want to talk about again?"

"Um... Y-your being, uh, naked and masturbating in public."

"Okay," I nodded again. "What about it?"

"Uh... you... shouldn't?"

"I shouldn't be naked?"

"NO!" she screamed at me, genuinely startling me and making me jump back out of striking range. Cynthia seemed startled by her outburst as well, and threw her hands up to clamp over her mouth, her breathing having become so hard her whole upper body was swaying back and forth with each breath. She took a step back, her eyes wide with what might be fear. In a shaky voice she said "I'm sorry." And then: "I meant you shouldn't masturbate in public. It upsets people."

I shrugged. "Maybe. It made a lot of people happy too," I reasoned. "There are a lot of things that do that, I personally don't like sportsball games, but it doesn't mean I get to tell people to stop watching it."

"But you can choose not to go to baseball or football games, you're forcing people in the park to see your masturbation."

"By that logic, when I'm in the park and there are some people playing soccer on the grass or using the baseball diamond, they are forcing me to watch them play sports."

"Yeah, but it's not the same thing!"

"I think it is," I said, stepping forward again.

"Well, you're wrong."

"I'm sure you think that," I conceded. "But I'm willing to accept that and move forward. Because I don't think either of us is willing to change her opinion on this topic."

"You're probably right there," Cynthia huffed.

"Still though..." I said, fidgeting with my phone case and trying to look coy and submissive, looking at the floor and swaying my shoulders side to side. "Thank you."

"Thank you for what?" Cynthia said, confused.

"Thank you for looking out for me," I explained, falling to my knees before her. "And thank you for trying to make me feel comfortable by coming over half naked yourself." I bowed my head and touched the top of my head against her thigh in a deep show of submission.

I could hear Cynthia's breathing become slow and become deep and feel her thundering heart through our physical contact. For a few, agonizing minutes, she did not move other than her heavy breathing. I wish I could hear what she was thinking. But I just continued to look down at her feet, my head pressed against her thigh.

Finally, she touched her hand to the top of my head, and began petting me. I hummed with pleasure and raised my head from pressing against her thigh to look up at her, smiling like I was tasting a piece of my favourite candy. "Ohh... that feels so good...! It's like your hand is magic... the way it makes me feel..." I took a slow gasp of a breath, really trying to show off how pleased I was at being petted by this tall girl as I knelt naked before her, my hands grasped in front of me, my arms squeezing my breasts together. I even went so far as to clench my eyes shut as though I was wracked with a deep, overwhelming pleasure.

Soon Cynthia was petting me with both hands. "You are so affectionate," she whispered.

"And you're so gentle and kind, so protective..."

"I... uh..." the hands removed themselves from my head, and I made a whimpering sound and made a pouting face to look up at her with. "I barely know you," she said, sounding almost scared.

"No better time to learn," I countered. "Would you like to come to lunch with James and I? We were about to go have lunch at the mall. We could get to know each other better."

She hesitated for a long time. "I mean," she said at last. "I've still got some cleaning to do, and-"

"Oh," I said, sounding hurt and looking away, my arms covering my breasts. "No, I see, I respect your time," I nodded, playing into what I assumed were her feelings of importance that she got while I knelt in front of her.

"I was just hoping to have another woman there with me for support, this is a big step for me, going to the mall naked."

"It, uh, it sounds like a big step."

"Yeah, but... I'm super nervous now. I think I might put some clothes on after all if-"

I felt more than heard the anger surge through her, some animal instinct that told me that the person in front of me was becoming furious and might attack. What I heard with a ****, grunting, smothered scream that Cynthia held inside as her teeth and lips clamped her mouth shut forcefully. Involuntarily I winced backwards and fell on my butt, looking up at her. "What?" I said, sounding confused, though really I was just startled.

"Nothing!" she said, breathlessly trying to hold in her anger. "I just... hate... being guilt tripped like that!" she spat out, lying both to me and to herself as to the reason for her anger. Understandable, I guess. What possible reason could she come up with, baring the app's ability to allow her to rationalize her strange behaviour, that could justify her becoming blindingly angry with the idea of me putting clothes on?

"But I really am nervous!" I pleaded. "Please, it would be so nice of you." I got up onto my knees before her again, pressing my head against her thigh and rubbing my hair against her skin, silently begging for more pets, and compliance.

She made a gruff sigh and started absently petting me again with one hand, and I could tell by the way her fingers softened as she pet me that the action was having a calming, pleasing effect on her.

"Oh, alright... I'll come along!"

"Yay!" I hugged her legs, my upper body bouncing with happiness as I squished myself (and my breasts) against her knees and thighs, my cheek pressing into her lap... I could smell the excitement between her legs, in this position.

She took my head between both hands and made me look up at her, she had a bemused smile on her face. "I'll be right back, I'm just going to get some pants and shoes on from my apartment. Don't go anywhere without me."

"Okay," I said, nodding in her grasp.

"Okay," she agreed and started to walk back toward my front door.

And then, before she reached the door, she turned right back around and walked back toward me as I had hit the Summon button again.

"Yes?" I asked, messing with her. "Was there something else?"

"On second, thought" she said, rationalizing again why she wasn't leaving. "I guess I can wait here with you for James to meet us here. You said he was coming back here, right?"

"Yep!"

"Well, why don't you tell me something about yourself?"

"Sure, sit with me on the sofa as we wait?"

We went over to the sofa and I sat in the middle, making her sit next to me on either the right or left. She chose to sit on my right side, the same spot James had sat when he was petting my legs that had been draped over his lap.

We talked for a few minutes, talking about our respective schools and where we had grown up. She had apparently grown up in Nebraska. She told me a little bit about what Omaha was like and I told her what it was like growing up in NorCal. Apparently, there wasn't a lot of difference, at a glance, between growing up in Sacramento or Omaha - both were large cities in the middle of a boring, flat, grassy nothingness.

Of more interest to Cynthia, it seemed, was what I had to tell her about myself. She particularly seemed to enjoy the parts I made up, like secretly being a closet nudist who wanted nothing more than to live a life of total nudity. Of more scientific interest to me, was the look of mixed feelings she got when I told her the real reason I never left my clothing lying around my bedroom or apartment (both bald faced lies) was because I didn't like the visual reminder that I even owned clothes, that I would prefer to be able to not even own any in the first place. This, according to the wording of [CPL: Keep You Naked] was a conflicting overlap between the Reward and Punishment state in her mind, as, while it was pleasing to her to hear that I desired to be forever naked and not even own clothes, it was infuriating to her to have to remember that I did, in fact, still own clothes. I think the only reason I didn't get snapped at or yelled at, or why she didn't growl or snarl at the notion was that, perhaps unbeknownst to her, one of her hands was caressing my thigh while her other hand was fondling my breast, both giving her deep feelings of calm and a deepening emotional connection with me. My own idle hands were fondling my other breast and toying with my labia, though she wasn't seeing this as she was keeping her eyes firmly on my eyes, the soothing feeling of our deepening connection (that's what oxytocin does, after all) apparently giving her a desire for eye contact.

"Hey, Nattie? Why's your front door open?" came James' voice. "Oh! Cynthia, what are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you!" Cynthia snapped as she turned around on the sofa, looking over her shoulder at her roommate.

Turning back towards me, she stroked my hair twice before she stood up, saying "Okay, now I've really got to go get some shoes and pants on, don't leave without me." She tried pulling her tank-top down to cover her butt and pussy, but there just wasn't enough material, and what was there wasn't that stretchy. I think I heard the fabric rip a little.

James' eyes were wide with surprise when Cynthia stood up and showed off her mostly naked state. I gave James' a sly wink for some reason, as if daring him to put it all together.

James said nothing, but watched his roommate take shuffling, mincing steps toward my open front door, trying to keep her pussy covered by leaning forward and her thighs together, and her butt covered by stretching her shirt down behind her.

Both only had limited success.

James turned to me, giving me a questioning look.

I answered: "Cynthia wants to come to lunch with us. She was trying to make me feel comfortable by having me not be the only one without pants on."

"Oh, that's... really nice of her." He said, sounding more than a little surprised by his roommate's actions.

Cynthia took a few steps out my front door, and a few steps out of sight down the hall... and then, with a press of a button, came straight back into sight and back through my front door, and right back over to the sofa, all while still naked from the waist down. I looked up from my phone and tried to look surprised. "Oh," I said. "Cynthia, weren't you going to go put some pants and shoes on?"

"Yes, I was," she said honestly. "But then I thought of something, are you sure you want to go to the mall? Maybe you'd like to come over to my place and I can cook something?"

"No, I think I really need to push myself if I want to dedicate myself to a nudist lifestyle."

Again, Cynthia seemed to have mixed emotions with that. She didn't like the idea of being seen with a naked girl at the mall, but she liked the idea of me dedicating to a life of nudity. All this mixed up with the increasing sexual arousal she felt the longer she saw me naked (to say nothing of the arousal multiplier that I had also given her). I could practically smell her sopping wet pussy from two meters away.

"It's so nice of your both to support me like this!" I said, standing up and hopping around the soft to give both of them a little peck on the cheek each. "But you know what would be super amazing?" I asked, looking at Cynthia. "I'd really feel the most comfortable if I wasn't the only naked woman there," I looked pleadingly at Cynthia, seeing how far I could take this.

After a moment of looking back at me, blankly, Cynthia finally shook her head and said. "No! Absolutely not!" Then she realized she had stood straight back up as she said this, in front of her roommate, and yanked the shirt back down in front of her pussy, ripping through the right shoulder of the tank top and making her right breast pop out of the torn open, overstretched garment. A garment that was now only just holding together and hanging off her left shoulder like a toga. She yelped and let go, covering her pussy with one hand and her now exposed breast with the other. The shirt wouldn't take much more of this. "Ugh! Now I need to go change this shirt too. Wait here! I'll be right back!"

"Alright," I agreed. And I finally let Cynthia go back to her apartment, running with her hands covering her breast and butt as best she could.

Roy was still in the living room, hanging out on the sofa on his phone. He had left Cynthia's clothes right where she had left them. "Well, it's about time, you gonna pick up your... why are you practically naked?"

"Shut up!" Cynthia snapped, leaning over and grabbing her jeans and panties, holding them at arms length as she shuffled toward her room.

Roy blinked with confusion, until finally, he went back to the text discussion he was having with a friend on his phone talking about the weird things the women in his apartment building were doing lately.

When Cynthia got to her room, she stripped off the stretched out, torn, frayed tank-top and threw it in the garbage. No sooner did she do this, did she feel she needed to immediately head back to Natalia and ask her something very important...

I watched my phone intently as Cynthia's progress changed from "Returning Home" to "Conversing" to "Cleaning Apartment" and then finally to "Changing Clothes". The second it said "Changing Clothes" I hit the Summon button. Her status changed instantly to "Obeying Summons". And, in another few moments, she was at my front door.

She was completely naked.

Cynthia opened her mouth as if to say something to me, but I didn't give her the chance. I flung myself to my knees in front of her and hugged her legs. "Oh! Cynthia! Thank you so much! I really appreciate you doing this!"

"I... uh... wait, I..." Cynthia said, confused with the deluge of emotions I was giving her. I jumped up and headed out my front door, saying "Come on, James, close the door behind us, yeah?" and pushed the summons button as I started to jog down the hall to the stairs. Turning back I could see a very naked Cynthia following right behind me, followed by James, who paused to close the door.

Basically kiting Cynthia, I made her follow me down the three flights of stairs and over to the sidewalk beside the street before I gave her a chance to say anything.

"I, um... I guess, if it'll really make you feel less alone, I... could give it a try," she justified as to why she followed me outside naked.

James caught up with us, out of breath. The boy really was out of shape. Maybe that's why he had problems with his stamina? "Could... you two... slow down, please?"

Cynthia crossed her arms in front of her bare breasts and shook her head at James. "You really need to start coming to the gym with me, you are so out of shape since you graduated high school."

I interrupted this argument before it could start. I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around Cynthia, looking up at her, chin pressing against the side of her breast. "Hey, Cynthia! Hey Cynthia, guess what?" I said playfully.

She groaned and rolled her eyes, but she was smiling as she pet me, and asked me, with an air of indulgence. "What?"

"We're both totally naked outside!" I made an excited squeak sound. Cynthia, probably only then allowing it to really hit her, probably only then registering the rough cement on her bare feet, the warm sun on her skin and the cool breeze blowing against the slick wetness between her legs, turned an absolutely amazing shade of dark pink. I think the fact that she was petting me with one hand and groping my breast with the other, was the only reason she didn't faint.

Gems Remaining: 27
Total Gems Spent: 149
Lifetime Total Gems: 176
Average Gems Earned/Day: 83

Girls Customized: 3
Achievements Unlocked: 16
Orgasm Count: 43

Custom Girl Investment Tracker:

Marcie Klein: 118 gems
Cynthia Miar: 30 gems
Dr. Stella van Olsbracht: 1 gem