Too much love to handle

"And the results are in" Jack said. "The winner is, 'When Girl Love Goes Too Far."

The crowd cheered while Ali blinked in confusion. "That's a strange name for something that's going to help me?" she said, still believing Jacks lies. "What does it do?"

Jack briefly considered making something up, but though doing so too much might get boring for the audience. So he decided to read the description to her. He told her how it would supercharge womens affection for her, how her family and friends would be entranced, how women would stalk her. He added "in short, you've just become the hottest person alive for half the planet"

Ali furrowed her eyebrows in thought. If she didn't know better, that almost sounded bad. But Jack had said this was a good reward, so she must be missing something. Finally she shrugged and smiled.

"I guess that means I'm pretty popular huh?" she beamed. The more she thought about it, the better it sounded.

Meanwhile, the effect was rapidly spreading through the audience. The women in the crowd has found Ali cute before, maybe even hot. But something was changing. An arousal spread through all of them, hundrends of crowd members getting wet at the schoolgirl on stage.

On woman, a 36 year old wife sitting next to her husband lept to her feet, grabbed her blouse, and pulled it apart so fast that buttons flew everywhere, exposing her bra and cleavage. "Ali! I love you Ali! Make love to me!" she screamed as her husband watched in shock.

Another girl started squeezing her jugs for Ali, while a a few started rubbing themselves off in public, muttering Ali's name. It was soon becoming deafening as woman called out to her, hooting and making cat calls. Many tried to storm the stage, but the game seemed to have a sort of **** field to stop them.

Ali blushed, and started twerking her butt to give them a show.

Jack meanwhile was a bit taken aback, the punishments affects being way stronger than he thought.

But this level of influence was relatively small due to them being strangers. The real effect was happening to Ali's friends, co-workers, and everyone else in her life. They became wet as erotic fantasies of Ali **** themselves into their heads.

Some of the women who knew her best would begin hiding cameras inside Ali's rooms, or make plans to get her alone and have an orgy with her. She would never have peace from the absolute obsession girls would have for her. She wouldn't even be able to get help from the law if there was a female involved, as they would only become obsessed with her as well. And the fact that she was so gullible meant that it would be effortless to take advantage of her.

These were just a few of the things that would await her. And yet, Ali would still think this was some sort of a reward. After all, Jack said so. She just stood there with a big stupid grin on her face, flirting with the onlookers.

And just when it couldn't get more insane, Ali was tackled off of the podium. Chrissi had been completely overtaken. She ripped the front of her dress open to allow her mammoth tits to spill out, and started kissing Ali. Meanwhile, Ali was **** to return the affection, running her fingers through the assistants hair. She squeezed one arm between the two to undo her top, to expose her schoolgirl nipple.

"Chrissi. Chrissi! Stop it! Ali!" Jack yelled, trying to regain some semblance of order and get the show back on track, but it was useless. No one was even thinking about the game anymore. It was absolute pandemonium, and no one could hear eachother over the yells for Ali, or screams of encouragement to Chrissi who was stripping the girl on TV.

Finally Jack said to the camera "Wow, uh, so this is fun... we'll be right back after we get things on track..."

The screen then turned to a screen saying "Technical Difficulties."