Rollcall and Natural Musk

Abigail's taxi was just about to arrive at the hotel, and she was sat panicking in her seat, terrified that her phone, and all of her accounts, had been hacked by whoever had put this app on her phone. In a **** attempt to make the app finish whatever it was doing she hit the first option her thumb reached, and the moment the game returned to the title screen she held the power button again, and was thankfully met with an option to turn off her phone, which she did immediately.

Returning the phone to her back the taxi came to a stop. Without turning around the taxi driver said to her, "Okay Mrs Newman, here we are."

Suddenly Abigail felt a jolt of arousal hit her core. She found it very strange but didn't give it much attention after the stress of seeing her phone being hacked by a lackluster game.

She exited the vehicle and took her bags from the boot, with some help from the driver who did so with a smile.

Upon entering the hotel she walked to the check in desk to get her room key, upon being asked her name she answered with, "Abigail Newman," and was again hit with a jolt of arousal, this time much more powerful that the one in the Taxi.

"Okay Ms Newman," the receptionist said, another jolt of arousal hitting Abigail causing her legs to shake a little, she also began to feel her knickers growing damp. "We have you roomed on the 3rd floor." She handed Abigail the key who walked to the lift with a quick and awkward walk which made the receptionist think she simply needed to use the restroom. Her half-run catching the attention of various people in the hotel lobby.

Thankfully for Abigail her journey up the to the 3rd floor was a solitary one, allowing her to get into her room without needing to interact with other people and get another random jolt of arousal out of nowhere.

She entered her room and after throwing her bags onto the floor she stood in front of the mirror and removed the sensible pencil skirt which adorned her legs, leaving her bottom half only wearing a pair of blue and white stripped cotton knickers with a noticeable wetness which had spread out over time.

Abigail had an idea of where this sudden arousal came from, as she had noticed a similar factor take place each time it happened, but she needed to test it make sure.

She looked her reflection in the eyes and said, "Ms Newman," the utterance of which causes a jolt of arousal to hit her core, a soft moan escaping her lips as it did.

She looked herself in the eyes again and said, "Abigail," and another, mildly stronger, jolt of arousal overcame her. Her legs were now shaking and the wet spot on her underwear spread a little further. Panting with lust, the blonde looked at herself one more time and uttered the words, "Abigail Newmaaaannnn," she barely even finished saying her name when a wave of arousal overtook her body, bringing her the brink of the most intense orgasm of her life.

Doubled over and unable to catch her breath from the heightened state of arousal she felt, her hand curiously maneuvered its way to her crotch, lightly pressing her vagina through her damp underwear. Her body was in such a high state of arousal that this simple touch was enough to push her over the edge and she fell to her knees while digging her teeth into her fist to stifle an orgasmic scream.

She remained on her knees on the floor for several moments, until the familiar sound of music began to play from her bag at the other end of the room. It was the music the Gem Ladies App. "But that's impossible," she thought, _"I tuned my phone off."

Dom stood in his hotel room staring at his phone doing the impossible. He was holding the battery in his hand, how was the screen still turned on?

He rationed that he needed to close the app so that his phone would turn off, so he pressed the first option he could reach and then hit the home button once again. As soon as the app was no longer on screen his phone turned off, as it should have the moment he removed the battery.

He wasn't exactly sure which option he chose, he didn't much care either. Whatever happened to his phone was bizarre, something he could not explain. And he needed a drink.

He ventured down to the hotel bar, and sat on a stool with easy access to talk with the busty redhead making cocktails. He enjoyed watching her chest dance as she mixed the drinks, he was even confident she was braless so her tits would move more and thus bring her more clientele.

It wasn't long until a napkin was slid towards him from a stranger sat next to him, he looked down and saw a phone number written. He looked towards the person next to him, getting ready to spurt out one of his pickup lines when he saw the nearly groomed facial fair hanging from his prominent jawline.

Dom laughed it off, explaining to the man next to him that he was straight, when suddenly a tap on the shoulder caught his attention, and he turned to see another eager gay man looking lustfully at him, there was also another man who had the appearance of a stereotypical homosexual making his way over to Dom.

Dom excused himself from the growing crowd of male suitors and made his way to the bathroom where he closed himself inside a stall to process what was happening, he was very uncomfortable with men trying to hit on him, not that he was homophobic, but just didn't enjoy the idea of he himself being with a man.

Suddenly there was music coming from his pocket, it was his phone again, somehow turned on with the music from the game playing. But that's impossible, the battery was still upstairs.

Dom realized there was something supernatural about this app, and resolved himself to play it before more weird occurrences happened.

(I'll be the first to admit this chapter is pretty weak. If anyone would like to offer to edit this chapter to make it read better I would greatly appreciate the help)