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Chapter 3 by imaginedslight imaginedslight

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S-ENF-007 - HOOK

Item #: S-ENF-007
Object Designation: Hook

"A hook," said Dr. Blithe, "can also be the part of a story that engages its readers. For example, the world is about to end!"

"Is it?"

"No. I just said that to get your attention. Look at this! It's my new attention-getting device!"

"Can it wait, doctor? I'm kind of busy." Melissa Cifuentes, Foundation intern, bent studiously over a microphone, taking careful notes on whatever it was she was looking at. "My quarterly review is today, and I think I've almost isolated a new strain of clothes-eating bacteria! This one only strikes during job interviews. How does it know?"

"Ahem," said Blithe, and tweaked the lever on his new attention-getting device. Instantly an invisible **** caught the back of Melissa's panties, which were white and patterned with pink lovehearts, and jerked them up three feet into the air. She squealed and danced, clutching at her bottom, trying to extricate herself. "Let me go, doctor! I've got important work to do!"

"Gladly," said Blithe, and flicked the lever all the way in the other direction. Instantly the invisible **** caught hold of Melissa's panties again, and dragged them all the way down around her ankles, taking her jeans with them. The slim brown girl gasped, cheeks flaming, and bent over at the waist, trying fruitlessly to haul her panties back up.

Blithe studied her bare bottom carefully, noting its every curve and contour. "Do I have your attention yet, Melissa?"

"Yes, doctor! May I have my panties back, please?"

"I don't see why."

"But, doctor," Melissa wailed, "I've got to go to my quarterly review in fifteen minutes. The panel interview's an hour long, and I need my panties on properly to do it."

"I see. Then I have your attention?"

"Yes, doctor! Very much so!"

"Good. It works. I'll tell you what I'll do," said Blithe, fiddling with his device. "I'll set the level of your panties to change randomly every thirty seconds. See, now they're at half-mast. That isn't so bad! I'm sure the panel of geniuses you deeply want to impress will take an interest."

"...thank you, Dr. Blithe."

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