Surprise Mechanics

Sunday Morning

Sophia Lia

Hotkeys

• Bend Over
• Drop Item

Modifications

• Changes
• Shows off cleavage
• Can't quit, skip work, or be fired
• Uses cleavage to store items short term. Will not remove items unless necessary to use, or to put away more permanently if not needed.
• Allows others to place items in her cleavage. Items placed by others may only be removed by others.
• **** sensitivity on her breasts
• Whenever target notices an erection near her, she will use hands, tits, and/or mouth to pleasure it, based on proximity to body parts
• Target does not remember user's effect(s) on her, or their unsavory actions towards her, unless she is teaching their class

Eliza Haines

Hotkeys

• Summon target if within short walking distance
• Squat

Modifications

• Shows off ass
• Lets user slap her ass without consequences
• User may enforce any changes to target's outfit, either by adjusting it manually or by order
• Sensitive lips and tongue

Punishments

• Mannequin Mom: User may upload pictures of people to create pose files. Selecting a stored file forces target to hold that pose as long as desired. Props may be used so long as they are in reach of target when command is issued. Body divided into Legs, Torso, Arms, and Head. For a specific pose, these four sections can be locked/freed individually. Optional mute toggle for the poses. If not muted, she may speak freely, but when not speaking her mouth assumes the designated pose.
• Adjust numbness/sensitivity of skin while posed

Alice Haines

Hotkeys - None

Modifications

• Greets others, and others greet her, with a brief but heavy makeout session
• When target touches another woman's ass, that woman will shake her ass for 10 minutes. Enforced shaking will not influence partner's decision-making, they will attempt to work through it.
• Poses lewdly when photographed. Will not treat pictures differently than otherwise due to enforced posing, even if aware.
• Command effects other women in photograph, or women photographed by target.

Gems Remaining: 20
Lifetime Gems Spent: 80
Gems Earned Per Day: 18
Gems Maximum: 116

Waking up from a long, restful night, I get ready for a nice lazy Sunday. I had a lot of fun with Mom yesterday playing dress-up with her and a few unwilling participants, and oh boy was that clothing upgrade paying dues. Still, you can’t have too much fun in a day, and while posing Mom lewdly and decorating the house with her was interesting, I still have to pay attention to other things. Like Minecraft with the boys!

Wow I’m kinda lame aren’t I. Oh well, it was a nice break and a good way to conveniently hang out with everyone. Maybe I’ll share the Custom Girls app with them some time, or drop them a few gifts. Might be a nice gesture.

“GOOD MORNING!!!” HOLY SHIT! Startled awake, I’m relieved to see a familiar, friendly succubus floating near the foot of my bed, naked as always with a coy smile on her face. Appreciating the quick glance I give her with a giggle, something about her expression seems more…serious than before.

“Hey, Jane. What are you stopping by for?” At my question, she takes a sudden interest in her hair, twirling it as if lost in thought for a moment. “Hello?”

“Yea… You know those changes we gave to your sister? Those really nice ones that affect the people around her? Wellllll…There was a bit of a miscalculation.”

“Uh, that doesn’t sound good.” I reach over to my phone to take a look at it.

“You see Dave, those kinda affect a lot of people, you know? And it’s a pretty strong effect too. So prolonged exposure miiiight have some unforeseen consequences. It's a pretty big oversight from, we had no idea it would happen...But it's like a neat bonus mechanic!” Jane's tone was pretty confusing. It's like she was embarrassed that this bug existed, but was trying to sell it off as a good thing? It didn’t seem like she was the only one working on this App, she had said she only worked on part of it I think, but she seems exceptionally embarrassed about this situation.

The evening prior…

Maria Chan pulled her car into the driveway, having just gotten back from the mall with Alice. She had fun…she really felt like she did enjoy it mostly! But she had no idea why she was acting so strangely. The repeated kissing and the twerking when she was with Alice was beyond her explanation. Admittedly, she was enjoying the kissing now, able to just zone out and savor her friend’s body, even if before she was never thought of her sexually. Now though, she was keenly aware of her friend’s assets, gradually learning all her curves by heart. But still, why was she doing that? It was still so strange feeling disconnected from her body like that. Well, not disconnected, it still felt like she was doing it, but her hands and mouth just wouldn’t listen to her. They just said “nah, we know better!” and **** her into a hot makeout session with her best friend.

Fuck she was getting a little hot just thinking of it. Thinking about Alice like this was doing something to her, but even stranger was how focusing on her lack of control did something more. Was she finding some new kink? Was she just associating it with the makeouts and finding it attractive because of that or something? Now wasn’t the time to think about it, not while she was still sitting in her car.

Stepping out, her stylish new skirt drapes over her knees and reminds her of it’s presence when the strong wind threatens her modesty briefly. Normally she would avoid these issues with proper undergarments, but having arrived in shorts she didn’t quite have those, and didn’t want to spend the extra money for them in the moment. Not after that photoshoot.

Maria shudders a bit thinking about her introduction to this skirt. That was something that was at a whole different level than just making out with Alice. She’s come to admit that the kisses are pretty hot, and she can enjoy them even if she doesn’t know why she’s doing it. But this? Losing control like that was humiliating. She felt like such a slut, showing herself off to the camera like that, and even posting it online? What had come into her, why was she losing control like this? And why did it excite her a little?

“Hi Mom! I’m home!” Maria calls out to the house. Her Mom had been raising her and her sister for as long as she could remember, and with her sister out at college for the near future it meant they were often alone at the house. For now, it seemed like Maria was just all alone.

Walking into her room, the petite woman collapses onto her bed, skirt fluttering as she lays motionless. It hadn’t really hit her until now, but today had been exhausting. Wanting nothing more than to laze around for the rest of the day, she pulls out her phone and idly starts browsing Facebook. Oh boy was that a mistake.

Right at the top of her timeline were the pictures Alice had taken of her earlier that day. Here she was, on a public platform posting porn of herself for all to see. She would look like a complete slut if it wasn’t for the shocked and embarrassed look on her face. Maria had nothing against women who wanted to show themselves off like that, in fact she kinda felt jealous of their confidence and openness. But she definitely didn’t want to do it herself.

Opening the options on the post, Maria was about to delete it, but like last time her finger just wouldn’t move the last inch to select the button. No matter how much she tried and strained her will, her body just told her it knew what was best and against her will her hand backed out of the menu. Trying again, this time her fingers wouldn’t even open the menu.

Frowning at her phone and taking a deep breath, she was about to make a final attempt when she notices her hands heading to her profile settings. Panicking that she was once again losing control of herself, Maria tries to roll onto her stomach to keep the screen out of her sight beneath her. Unfortunately, her arms maneuver around her keeping the phone out in the open. Trying to close her eyes or look away in the hopes that whatever is controlling her couldn’t see the phone, Maria finds that she’s utterly unable to look away from the phone. Eyes helplessly glued on the screen, she sees her hands select the option to change her profile picture.

“What? Oh God, please no, stop! UHH!” With a prompt for a new profile picture opening the camera on her phone, Maria sees her face reflected on the screen. Her worried, nervous face contorts, crossing her eyes, rolling her head back slightly, and hanging her tongue out her mouth. Holding up a peace sign, her hand snaps a picture and her face whips right back to her natural bewildered expression.

This was horrible, she couldn’t believe she had lost control like that again. When she was alone! Her eyes drawn back to the screen, she watches as the picture is cropped and a message is written alongside the update.

“New pic for a new Maria!!!”

A new Maria? That really concerned her. This was going to keep happening wasn’t it? Was she possessed? She didn’t believe in anything supernatural but it felt like the only viable explanation. She couldn’t accept that this was all some weird suppressed part of her coming up. It was too much. Knowing the futility of trying to delete the post, Maria swallows her pride and scrolls down.

Looking back on her feed, Maria notices that her last photoshoot had a lot more interactions than her posts normally would. Of course it did. Dreading the replies, Maria’s curiosity wins over and she takes a look. With her downright pornographic pictures, she knew there would be some bad comments. However, she was somewhat surprised. Sure, lots of people were giving “compliments” on her body that she definitely wasn’t comfortable with, but no one seemed to make that big a deal out of the pictures. It obviously was a big deal, nothing she’d posted had ever had this amount of replies and likes, but people didn’t directly address she was showing herself off.

Plenty of guys were talking up how sexy she looked in the skirt, no surprise there, but lots of her friends were also hyping her up. It was…kinda nice actually. But why didn’t anyone notice her expression? She obviously didn’t want these pictures taken, but no one seemed to notice that while her body was posing itself her face was mortified. The first comment she saw was actually from Alice.

“Hell yea, rock it Maria” stood at the top of the list with 32 likes, and without realizing it Maria finds herself liking it as well. Blushing furiously, Maria goes to unlike the comment and close her phone when once again her hands freeze up. Kicking herself, Maria watches as she drops a reply to Alice.

“Maybe another fashion show soon? :P” Watching with held breath as her fingers take on their own life, Maria scowls as she’s **** to reply.

“Oh fuck you!” Maria angrily bats her right hand with her left, but by this time it was already back in her command. Taking another look her phone, Maria closes it in frustration. This whole situation was unbelievable. Why did she keep losing control like this, and why didn’t anyone else seem to think anything was wrong? They’d seen her face and she’d even explained it to Alice on multiple occasions but she was never taken seriously. Was she just going crazy?

Silver lining at least was the comments were way nicer than she expected. It actually felt strangely good to see them, and gave her a nice little confidence boost. Being with Alice so much she felt like she would always be looked over for her curvier friend, and while she definitely didn’t want that kind of attention, it did feel kinda good.

Getting up off the bed, Maria decides to just drop off her phone for now. Only when she reaches her desk, she can’t seem to release her grip. Shaking her hand and attempting to pry her fingers open, her legs jerk her to the side and carry her in front of her closet mirror. Seeing her reflection in the new skirt and simple shirt, Maria watches as her legs turn her around to get a view from behind.

As her fingers open up snapchat, Maria’s breath stops in anticipation of what’s to come. With a new video starting, Maria tries her chance at pleaing with her audience.

“Someone, please help. I can’t stop it, I don’t know what’s going on. Please!” Crying out to the camera mortified at her **** actions, her body shows no signs of her internal struggle. Wiggling her ass back and forth in the mirror, her skirt swishes as a free hand slowly tugs its hem upwards. Slowly but surely, more and more of her panty-clad ass is revealed to the camera, until the hand begins to slowly peel this away too. Speechless at her condition, Maria watches her hand reel back and deliver a hearty spank onto her cheek. Letting out a small yelp at the unexpected sting, the petite woman is finally able to fall over onto her bed.

Wasting no time in fixing her clothes, she’s allowed a brief period of rest as she buried her head in the sheets. A moment later however, she finds herself staring at the phone again, and despite all the heart she can muster finds that video published to her snapchat story.

Able to shut down her phone for real this time, Maria tosses it to the floor and buries herself in bed. Losing control like this was too much for her to handle, she needed some alone time to consider things. Kissing Alice, the twerking, and now the photoshoots, it’s like something was taking over from inside her. Thinking things over, as much as she hated to admit it, at least kissing Alice has turned out pretty well for herself. She’s not...entirely a willing participant, but she was definitely enjoying it now willing or not. The twerking was a bit of a downer but she’s gotten used to it, while the photoshoots are something else entirely.

But what’s bringing this about in her? She had to admit that she had some mixed feelings about the earlier Facebook posts. Sure she didn’t like that she was like some sex puppet being posed for other’s amusement, but the way people responded to it was kinda nice actually. It made her feel confident about her body, and knowing they liked what they saw felt pretty nice. This was something she had never considered or explored about herself. Was this the same deal with Alice? Something she had never considered to be a part of herself welling up?

She would have plenty of time to figure that out. Out of nowhere, her legs kicked out of bed and propped her up on the edge. Surprised, Maria finds herself bending over to pick up her discarded phone from the floor.