Pride and Punishment

"Ask him to prove that he is big enough as he claims. Words without deeds are meaningless," the voice said.

Target > 50

1d100+6 Roll = 66

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 7

Zoe steps back. She needs space. Letting Lucas too close has her all flustered. Hearing the voice again stirs another crisis of faith within her. Can she trust this to be God? Would God push her to see some guy's cock? She pinches her side again, admonishing herself as a stupid girl who should know better than to question His plan. "Y-yeah? The root of all evil? Prove it. S-show me."

The sound of the zipper has her eying his crotch. With another smirk he fishes out his cock and says, "Take a good look. This is the sin you're after." Gripping the base, he waves his dick at Zoe.

Steam should be pouring from her ears with the heat of her blush. In this moment, she realizes she's never had to stare at a cock before. Is this a big one? She's not sure. Her stepfather Joshua is the only man she's seen naked from walking in on him in the shower, but that was an accidental peek with her covering her eyes seconds later.

"Earth to Zoe. Don't tell me this is the first time you've seen dick?" He waves it around some more. It already looked big to Zoe, but it gets bigger still and points at her with its purpled head. Standing at attention like a flagpole.

"Don’t give him the satisfaction. Stare at his cock blankly and tell him you’ve seen bigger," the voice said.

Target > 40

1d100+7 Roll = 89

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 8

Zoe shakes her head and steels herself, reminding herself to have faith in His will. "Y-yeah. I've seen dick before. I just thought it'd be bigger after all that crowing. I've seen bigger." Looking at his crotch feels like staring at an eclipse. She knows she should look away, but the temptation to stare is just too great.

"Bullshit. Whose dick have you seen? Joshua's?" He gives himself a slow stroke. "No way is he bigger than me."

She watches him and twists her fingers up into the skirt of her dress. "Yep. Joshua. I saw him in the shower. You're kinda tiny in comparison." Chewing at her lip, she wonders if this counts as lying. It must be okay since God commanded her to say these things, so she goes a step further. "Mr. Wilcox is bigger too. The old man uh walks around his house naked and doesn't close his curtains."

"Bull-fucking-shit." Lucas palms himself and frees his balls too. "See here? I've even got big fucking balls." He steps in close. The tip of his cock touches her dress. "How 'bout you get a close look? Get on your knees, and you'll have the same view Mrs. B enjoys."

Zoe moves back again. He left a smear of something sticky on her dress. She rubs at the fabric and says, "You know pride is one of the deadly sins?"

"This boy's pride borders on sinful vanity. Stand stoic, don't give him the reaction he wants. Take the boy down a peg and make him the one to desire. Some teasing of your own should do the trick," the voice said.

Target > 90

1d100+8 Roll = 95

Successful Suggestion (+2 Corruption Points)

Zoe Bellamy (Update)

Corruption Points = 10

A small smile flickers across her lips as Zoe realizes she had the same thought as God about this cretin's pride. She gives herself a mental pat on the back but stops short of letting herself dwell too much on the feeling of accomplishment welling up inside her lest she become too prideful herself.

"Fuck you. I'm a deadly sin for every woman here. You know how many legs I've spread?" He cups his balls. "Might've even put a new brat in one or two."

Okay. That was a low blow. Everyone knows her mom is pregnant and only just starting to show. Of course her mom and Joshua wanted a baby of their own. Zoe had long since stopped feeling jealous and was now just excited for the new baby to arrive. To keep herself from slapping Lucas, she forces down her anger at that comment and focuses instead on the command of the Lord.

"It's all f this and f that with you. You think a grown woman wants that potty mouth anywhere near her?" Zoe pulls up on her dress. The hem climbs higher and higher, baring first her knees and then her soft thighs. "I'll show you what a woman looks like." She bunches the dress up around her waist. White cotton panties hug her wide hips, a little orange bow poking out just below the waistband. "Here's the front. And..." She does a little turn in her church shoes. "Here's the back."

If Lucas had another cuss word ready to go, it doesn't make it to his lips. He just stands there slack jawed. Like Zoe a moment ago, he apparently can't bring himself to look up and stop staring.

Zoe looks over her shoulder and to her butt. She has to keep herself from feeling too proud, but even a church girl like her has heard the term 'bubble butt' and the supposed effect one like hers has on a boy. "I'm supposed to believe you've had all these grown women naked when just my panties has you tripping all over yourself? Yeah right, Lucas."

The familiar tap of a cane against pavement startles her. She hadn't even heard the back door open. He moves faster than she ever thought he could; Mr. Wilcox is at her side with his strong fingers around her arm before Zoe has time to tug her dress back down. He says, "Oh heck no. I'm not keeping your stepfather busy just so you can steal away to fuck this walking venereal disease." He glares at Lucas. "Go home, boy."

"I-it's not like that!" Zoe stammers and tries to fix her dress with one hand.

Lucas flips off Mr. Wilcox. "Don't barge in where you're not welcome, geezer." He doesn't seem to care if the old man sees him with his dick out and doesn't even blush.

"Shut up and zip up." Mr. Wilcox yanks Zoe to his side and says to her, "Don't think you're too old to spank. I've half a mind to take you home to give that tush the swatting it deserves."

Comment a suggestion from the voice for Zoe.