Naomi Roth AKA ToppBitch1

On my way over to the bar, I made a show of sipping my Irish coffee and checking my phone, though I obviously couldn't play with the app, walk and drink at the same time without risking spilling hot coffee on my naked body, so I just pretended to swipe a bit with my thumb. Assuming this was another app user, I wanted to establish myself as chill, so I was acting as though I was unconcerned. In reality, my inner worrier was panicking, screaming inside my head. This woman looked like she was in charge and used to being in charge.

She was, from what I could tell, about my age (eighteen or nineteen), my height, generally within my weight-class, though less toned than I am (I'm not as in shape as Cynthia, but I'm proud of my flat tummy and tight core, if nothing else) and with less boobage than me, though her hips were bigger than mine. The reason why I couldn't tell if she was as tall as me was that she was wearing what looked like five inch stiletto heels and she was sitting down. She had a pale olive complexion and mousy brown hair pulled back into a high ponytail, a look I've always wanted to pull off but never could. She was wearing a tight leather pencil skirt, barely five inches long from waist to hem, meaning her pussy was on full display since she was sitting down (she did that Sharon Stone leg crossing thing to assert her own dominance as I approached her), and a matching leather tube-top that showed off both cleavage and under-boob, and was laced together between her breasts with a nice little boob-window between the laces. She had a sharp, straight Grecian nose with a steep bridge that made her look a little like she was always looking slightly down her nose at you.

"Hi there," I said in a subdued voice, holding my phone arm over my breasts and flicking my eyes between the floor and the woman as I approached. I'd decided to go subbie until I knew what this gal's deal was. And, in service of that, I'd left some of the cream from the coffee coating my upper lip and the tip of my nose, and pretended not to notice.

"Hello," she said with a honey sweet voice that immediately made me clench my butt cheeks in concern (fear? arousal? fearousal?). "Thanks for talking with me, I'm Naomi. Join me?" She indicated the bar-stool next to me.

"Thank you," I accepted and sat my naked ass on the seat. "I'm Natalia. My friends call me Nattie."

"Lovely to meet you, Natalia. May I call you Nattie? Though we've just met?"

"Of course!" I nodded. "Oh, but I have to let you know, I've only a few minutes, my friends are waiting for me." Up close, I could see her makeup was simple yet elegant, bright lipstick, a little eyeliner, mostly her natural complexion showing through, even a few freckles. "Oh! Thank you for the drink!" I said, giving her a self-conscious smile.

"You're welcome!" Her smile seemed to indicate she approved of my manners. "Now, to business." She picked up her own drink, a small glass of a clear liquor of some kind. "Can I be the first to say, 'Welcome. Welcome to the Glendon SuccuLabs community,'" she held up her glass in toast. I clinked her glass and sipped my coffee.

"Thank you again. I'm having lots of fun," I did my best to giggle, but, as I've said, I'm not the best actor in the world. She either didn't notice or pretended not to.

"I can see that! May I ask, are you naked because you want to be, or as a punishment?"

"Sort of both?" I shrugged.

"Oh, lucky girl!" She took a second sip of her drink before putting it down on the bar counter. I was starting to suspect it was ouzo by the strong liquorice flavour I was smelling now. "Still," she said picking up her phone. "Do you have any punishments you aren't enjoying right now?" She was opening something on her phone.

"Well," I said, swiveling back and forth on my barstool, one arm still covering my breasts. "I'm not usually this body-conscious - to be honest I'd rather my hands grope me rather than cover me up." Even saying that made me blush. "It's really frustrating."

"Yeah, I see that. You've got the [Idle Hands] punishment and the [Embarrassed by Nudity] punishment, I don't usually see those two together."

I stopped swiveling. She can see my customizations? I thought, unable to stop my eyes from going wide. I was gripping the barstool's cold metal foot-rest bar with my bare toes now, my body tensed.

"How would you like me to get rid of that embarrassment for you, on the house?"

"Uh-" I began to protest.

But then Naomi frowned at her phone. "Huh... seems I can't get that one off. It usually only does that when you have a timed punishment. Did an admin give you this punishment, Nattie? Maybe for trying to use another girl's app on their phone or something?"

"Uh, it's a timed thing," I said, my body visibly relaxing, I'm sure. "Yeah, should be gone around five-ish today, I think? You can get punished by the admins for using other people's phones?" I evaded the question with another question.

"Oh, yes, SuccuLabs apparently takes security very seriously. You can get severe punishments for violating another girl's phone privacy. I have to say I enjoy that, I hate it when other people try to touch and use my phone when all I want to do is show them something."

"Oh, I know!" I said, lapsing into a more friendly tone, honestly. "I hold up my phone to my mother and say 'hey look at this cat photo' or whatever, and she grabs it and tries to change the orientation and expand it and things and meanwhile I'm just standing there scandalized trying to get my fucking phone back!"

"Language, please," Naomi said softly.

"Sorry, 'my phone back.' I mean, people just don't understand, our phones are our lives, and I have private things on them."

"Especially these days," she winked at me. "Now, I know you only have a minute, but the long and short of it is that we have a club on campus, technically it's the 'Mobile Gaming Club', but really its a Gem Head club and Flick-It! team. And we'd love for you to come to our next meeting and maybe join us? If you're not already looking to join another team already?" She eyed me expectantly, clearly fishing for information.

"Um..." I had no idea what the app Flick-It! even did, let alone what the deal with the teams were.

"You don't need to give me your answer now, obviously, but please consider coming to our next meeting on Monday from 12 to 2? Do you have lunch period or study period first?"

"I have lunch at 12 and free period at 1."

"Alright, so if you want to come by after you check in with your study hall at one, we'll give you the pitch and-"

"I'm here!" a woman in goth clothing said, running into the bar, a little out of breath.

"Better late than never, Avery," Naomi rolled her pale blue eyes.

"I'm really sorry, I know I said I'd be here at 2 but-"

"It's past three, Avery."

"Turn around and look at my face!" The new woman, Avery, grumbled.

Rolling her eyes again, Naomi rotated around to look at Avery, who was sitting behind her at the barstool on the other side of hers from me.

"Oh, Avy," Naomi said sympathetically. Though I couldn't see why.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh, hi!" Avery said, leaning in to the bar to see around Naomi. "Wow, I love your nudity!" The woman had a black bob cut and wasn't wearing any makeup. "I'm Avy," she held out a hand to shake mine, which I did after setting my drink down on the bar. "I lost a round of Gem-Ladies and all my make-up fell off. I've spent the last hour trying to win enough rounds to undue it, but I ran out of energy," she shrugged.

"Avery's practically naked without her goth makeup," Naomi explained, turning back to me.

"Jonesy, can I get a Negra Modelo, please?" Avery asked the bartender. "Um, sorry what was your name again?"

"Natalia," I said, toasting my drink to her in greeting.

"Uh, Natalia, you realize you've got cream all over your face, right?" Avery said, gesturing to her own face in demonstration.

"Maybe I like having cream all over my face?" I said playfully, though I did grab a napkin from the bar to wipe my face and nose.

"Ooooh, I like her, Naomi, can we keep her? Thanks, Jonesy."

"I was just inviting her to our meeting this Monday."

"Mistress!" came Connie's voice as she ran up and glomped Avery in a big hug, causing Avery to bump into Naomi and nearly cause both of them to spill their drinks.

"Whoa! Settle down, girl. Down, girl, down."

"Yes, Mistress," Connie said, releasing the taller woman, but still smiling, fidgeting with her hands in front of her and doing the excited butt-wiggle like a cat or a very energetic puppy. Avery still indulged Connie with head pets.

"Ahem," Naomi cleared her throat. And, at the sound, Avery removed her hand from Connie's head, and Connie took one big step to the side, to stand directly before Naomi. She curtsied and left her head bowed. "Good afternoon, Miss Roth."

And Naomi gave Connie a little head-scratch.

Then Connie was back over to Avery, giving her sympathy over the loss of her makeup.

"I'll definitely come by, what's the room number?" I took another long sip of the Irish Coffee.

"Room 324," Naomi confirmed. "Also, can we friend you?"

"Oh, yes," I said, setting my drink down and pulling up my phone. I had a friend request notification popup in Girl Market from Connie already, and accepted it. Then, before I forgot, I switched over to the PhonePay app and gave Connie a nice tip. "I've already friended Connie."

"Wonderful," Naomi approved.

"I've got to go now, I think I'm being rude by making them wait so long." I stood up from the barstool, leaving my drink on the bar.

"Of course," Naomi said magnanimously, nodding her head as if giving me permission to leave.

"Oh! One more thing!" Avery pulled her attention away from Connie, who was hugging and snuggling her again, to ask me something. "Do you have a friend with black shoulder length hair who was in the mall earlier today? She was wearing her school uniform skirt? Had the 'Heavy Make-Out Hello' punishment?"

"Oh, um, that was my roommate, Marcie."

"Bring her too! We could always use more members."

"Um, sure, but, uh, how did you know I was a student at PCPA?"

"It's listed under your Groups category on your profile," Naomi explained. "Haven't you been checking your profile?"

"Oh! Right!" I said as if that were obvious. Internally I was asking myself why they could see Groups already when all mine ever said was "Not Yet Available" for every profile. "I was just, you know, 'they knew Marcie went to PCP because of her skirt, but I'm naked, so...'" Reminding myself that I was naked, I pressed my knees together awkwardly and crossed my arms over my breasts again. "Anyway, but yeah, I guess that's how you knew I wasn't already a member of a team, too, yeah?"

"Exactly," Naomi nodded.

"Okay, well, I need to go. Thank you, I'll let Marcie know and ask her to come too."

"That would be amazing," Naomi gave me a bright, though somehow fearousing smile.

I ran off to my friends waiting at the table and apologized for keeping them before we headed out to do some shoe-shopping.

"Mistress! I am so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o horny!" Connie whined to Avery, practically sobbing, rubbing her inner thighs together as she did a little hopping dance of desperation. Her juices were very clearly dripping down her legs to her ankles now.

"Oh, did you get all worked up flirting with the nice naked ladies, Suki-Girl?" Avery said as she patted Connie's head and watched the two naked women and her friends exit the restaurant.

"Uh-huh!" Connie confirmed.

While petting her girl, watching the naked butts as they departed, and sipping her beer, Avery furrowed her now makeup-less brow. "Naomi," she puzzled. "Why didn't we give that other naked girl the sales pitch? She obviously plays too."

"I know, but I don't think we have any groups in common. Otherwise I'd be able to see her profile."

"You mean you can't?"

"Um, maybe she has privacy mode turned on?" Connie suggested.

"Even then, Naomi should be able to see her at least listed with her Team Captain tools."

"Yeah, it's strange," Naomi shrugged. "But I've seen it before. Team Captain tools are only designed to help me find potential team members. And since you have to start a team within a specific group, it only shows other players who are members of that group. I bet she goes to GCC."

"Mmm, what about their barefoot Asian friend? I love me cute little Asian women." This last bit was said as she gave Connie a one-armed hug and rubbed her cheek against the top of Connie's head affectionately.

"Didn't see her either," Naomi sighed. "We can ask the new girl about her on Monday. Maybe we can invite her to the platform."

Buzz buzz! "Ah! Phone, what do you want?" Connie said. "I've been ignoring my notifications for a bit."

"Do you need to play some rounds?" Avery asked.

"No," she said, dismissing some notifications. "My GL energy won't expire till the middle of my dinner break... huh..."

"What?" Avery said, craning her neck to look at her girl's phone.

"When I dismissed the notification that N_Evescolt accepted my friend request, I got another notification saying she'd just sent me a gift."

"A gift? What kind of gift?" Naomi asked.

"Here, see?" Connie turned her phone around to show the notification.

Your friend, N_Evescolt, has sent you a gift!
Accept gift, [Bald Below Eyebrows]?
[Yes] [No]

While the [Yes] button looked normal, the [No] button was greyed out.

"Hm..." Naomi hummed, frowning in thought. "Why would..."

Connie turned the phone back around and, unconcerned, clicked yes. Then read the description. "Oh! Mistress! I won't have to shave my legs anymore!" She did another little dance.

"Nice!" Avery petted the girl on the head. "Now," she whispered. "Let's go take care of your pussy, yeah?"

"Yay!" And Connie and Avery made a discreet exit to the staff bathroom.

Naomi sipped her drink and pondered.

[Internal SuccuLabs chat transcript]

June: Uh, hey, Boss? I think I just spotted a bug with the latest Girl Market hot-fix.

Jane: Don't bring it to me, submit a bug report.

June: But it involves Natalia's version of Custom Girls.

Jane: What did I say? Submit a bug report. You're regional QA team will get to it when they can.

June: You mean "your".

Jane: ... Bug report! Now! Go!

June: Yes, Boss. Sorry, Boss.

Gems Remaining: 1
Total Gems Spent: 185
Lifetime Total Gems: 186
Average Gems Earned/Day: 88

Girls Customized: 5
Achievements Unlocked: 17
Orgasm Count: 43

Custom Girl Investment Tracker:

Marcie Klein: 118 gems
Cynthia Miar: 30 gems
Athena ****: 23 gems
Dr. Stella van Olsbracht: 1 gem
Mi-Suk Connie Dong: 1 gem

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