Sissyphus

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The wheel slows down to a lurch and lands on... "Sissy.. phus?.." you say confusingly. Is that a misspelling? No it's printed that way for sure... While you are thinking a loud ahem from the side reminds you of the teleprompter as it regains your attention. "And we'll explain the rules after the break!"

"Cut for 10 minutes commercial" yells a voice off stage. The stage hands hurry back on set and start putting up a rocky set. The two hands from before rush over to your still naked body and start wiping, pulling, and tugging. You feel your ass being cleaned, sweat mopped, a sweet water shot into your mouth. All in all it feels chaotic but nice and pampering. When they finish you manage to steal a look at yourself.. you are dressed in long purple and black garbs.. the rocky set behind you is now recognizable as Olympus.

"Kid, kid, KID!" the large official women who was offstage is now shouting in your face. You turn quickly to see her. She wears a professional pin striped suit and jacket. Her voice boomed even as her face stayed emotionless. Dark black hair is pulled back into a tight bun hidden by a bowler hat. This must be the studio head. "Pay attention next time. Read the prompts, get fucked, and for the love of God banter banter!" Even as her words sound annoyed there is a gleam in her eye when she looks at you. She lets out a sigh, "eh fuck it. No matter how many changes we've made to this show, costumes, props, celebrity guests. You just smoked the shit out of them." She grabs your face smooshing your cheeks together forcefully. "I don't give a fuck if you lied about being a virgin to get here. I've never seen such a display. That was one fucking hump and my phone is been ringing since for sponsors and endorsements. You are a star!" Her excitement dies back down. "What's your name?"

What does she mean what's your name!? It's been said on the show now.. four or five times. You think maybe.. you don't bring it up. "It's.. Doug."

"Doug!" She lets go of your face and pulls you into a side hug. "Think of it now! You saw him from the beginning, the virgin with a thirst. Now catch him three times a week on wheel of futanari, sponsored by cock de cola!"

This.. three times a week!? Losing your virginity felt so long ago, your mind creeps back to it.. beth behind you.. the initial pressure.. the pulse of her cock rhythmic with pleasure..

"What do you say kid? Wanna be the most famous male of all time!?" She booms at you snapping towards her assistants that sprint out with a pen and paperwork. "The most desired lay on the planet.. futa will beg to feel you.. males will dream of being you.. sign it."