They keep her up at night

Valerie couldn’t sleep. The image of the office of WAN, full of her friends and allies now transformed into a place full of women who let men perform the most degrading acts to them.

She thought back on her own history and found it a strange muddle. She still remembered being the ugly girl with the crooked nose in high school but she also remembered prom invitations, love notes in her locker, even receiving roses on Valentine’s Day.

She remembered being disgusted by the idea of letting a man stick his cock anywhere near her mouth and at the same time remembered practicing on dildos seeing how big of a dildo she could take down her throat before she could no longer breathe. How hard she had cum when she realized that she could take any size without issue.

Even remembering the feeling of a hot thick cock down her throat was enough to make her wetter than she had been in years. Or at least years in the original timeline. In this new one she got wet often and she couldn’t even express how much she hated that.

She hated how much the idea of burying her face in some man’s pubes as her throat pulsed around his hot rod. How much the idea of tasting his spunk as it blasted down her throat and all she could do was swallow it like the good girl she was…

She moaned involuntarily as she suddenly came, without noticing her hands had drifted below her sheets. One teased a nipple while the other slid in and out of her now sopping wet pussy.

Valerie didn’t sleep well that night and when the morning light finally came she was not in any way rested. The device however cared very little about her sleep.

“Morning slut, saw that you gave into your whorish desires last night! Wonder if you’ll be able to resist doing more of that as your brain gets dumber?”

Valerie blinked blearily at the machine, her pajama pants felt sticky and she felt disgusting. The last thing she wanted was to listen to this stupid thing taunt her more. She didn’t own a hammer but wondered if maybe her chair could break the damn thing if she swung it hard enough.

Before she could continue this line of thinking it piped up again. “Day two so time for another challenge sweetie! This one’s really simple, you just need to run an online poll where people can submit ideas for your organization's next big initiative then pick the most popular response to actually do.”

Valerie looked at the device confused. The last challenge had been to destroy her own career, now it just wanted her to crowd-source an initiative? She opened her mouth to say something when it continued.

“There’s just one catch. You need to post the poll first to every mens-rights, anti-women, incel, and trad wife forum or website you can find. Oh and no backing out once you commit. At the end of the day you must send an email declaring your new initiative and once you do you can’t take it back.”

Valerie’s mind tried to keep up with this, those people would suggest the most vile things possible if given the opportunity. On the other hand could she really justify turning up 4 more dials without actually trying?

LOG:

Dials

Breast Size: 1 Breast Perkiness: 2 Silhouette: 1 Lips: 1 Ass: 1

Femininity: 1 Voice: 1 Sensitivity: 1 Vaginal and Anal Tightness: 1

Libido: 1 Wetness: 1 Stamina: 2 Beauty: 2 Intelligence: 1

Gullibility: 1 Submissiveness: 1 Slutty Dressing: 1 Employment Opportunities: 1

Educational Opportunities: 1 Legal Rights: 1 Public Behavior Standards: 1

Switches:

Deepthroat Ability: ON Blonde Hair: OFF Cum Addiction: OFF

Artificial Appearance: OFF Bisexuality: OFF Valley Girl Speak: OFF

Collar Requirement: OFF Body Hair Removal: OFF Permanent Makeup: OFF

Airheadedness: OFF Exhibitionism: OFF Bimbo Names: OFF