UH OH BAD

"Now then, Debbie." The man strolls back and forth across the stage as he speaks. "Why don't you tell me what you're thinking?"

"I- What's happening...?"

"So you are thinking, then." He stops just to the side of you, and runs a gloved finger in circles over your exposed belly. "Let's see if we can't fix that. You act the innocent girl, and the grand magician, but why don't we see just how much either of those hold up to scrutiny?"

He grabs a handful of your boob. "OW!" You cry out. It doesn't really hurt, you just want him to feel bad and stop. Actually, it feels pretty good. It's really, really warm.... and the warmth is spreading deep into your chest.

"What I'm about to do to you, dear Debbie, is extract a little bit of your past. You are about to relive every orgasm you've ever had in your life. All at once. Then, once you're a pathetic, gibbering wreck, I'm going to make sure that the audience knows just how inferior you really are -- if you're even still conscious. Shall we find out?"

The wave of heat all throughout your chest and lungs expands lower, passing and warming your belly. Your heart is pounding as it eventually reaches your crotch, warming the edges of your lips greatly, and.....