W-whoring.......

{if@ Whore == 0}Well, here you are. You sign your name onto the sheet for s-sex, and wait restlessly until a client picks you up. You keep telling yourself that you need the money, but it doesn't help how dirty you feel, losing your virginity like this.... {if Orgasms == 0}Hopefully, they won't make you cum, so that'll still be in tact for you. You won't cum, right?{endif}

Eventually, your name is called. Somebody bought you. With a gulp, you stand, and make your way to room 34, where you're told your handler will be. You push open the door, and there he is on the best, waiting for you. His pants are already off, and his penis is all hairy and floppy. S-so that's what that looks like! It's less... nice than you thought. Maybe his is just bad. E-even still, he's expecting you to... do something, right? You make your way over to the bed, and... well, you don't know what to do, so you just kind of kneel. The man takes this as a hint, and he grabs hold of his limp cock by its base, and starts to rub its head on your lips.... yuck.... it smells kind of like cheese.

"You are beautiful." The man says, seeming to be mostly speaking to your top. You try to tell him that you're a virgin, to ask if maybe you two could do something else, but it gets all muffled by his dick, and the vibrations only make it bigger.

"You've got good skin. And intelligent eyes." the man stands, and before you can try to speak again he's thrown you onto the bed, and your face is buried deep in the soft, but cheap and stained pillows. "Let's see if we can't fix those both." Oh- oh man, he pulls up your bum so that it's in the air, undoes your jeans, and pulls them off of your hips and onto your bent knees. A-ah... something's poking you back there...

{if Orgasms == 0}WOAH WOAH WOAH HEY!! Without any further warning, the man shoves his hard member deep inside of you! Oh.... oh gawd!! Is this what it always feels like?! He thrusts fast, and faster, but your attention is elsewhere. While he shoves himself in and out and in and out of you, you feel something else, building up inside of you.... it's really good....~ Is this.... wait, are you about to cum?! No- no! You won't- you can't! You will. Your eyes roll up and into your head as your body is wracked with a powerful orgasm, that shakes through your entire body. One thrust can do this to you.....? You think you scream out in pleasure. You think that the man laughs, and says something degrading to you. But all that you really know is that you spray your juices all over. The rest might not have happened, because it's getting really hard to hear... and really.... hard to see..... and really hard to think.............{else}Before you can prepare yourself, the man shoves deep into you, and you let out a moan just as deep. AH! You cover your mouth with both hands, leaning on your elbows. Why did you do that??

Reaching forward, the man puts his hands inside of your shirt, and grabs a hold of a tit in each. "I hope you understand that I plan on fucking your brains out, whore." Eep! "You're gonna be screaming out for me after I'm done fucking you stupid."

You try to argue, but instead your jaw falls open limply and your tongue lolls out. Hey, get back in there-- but it won't. You don't control it anymore.

"Damn, these are big. They fake?"

You don't know what he means, so you just let out short moans in time with his thrusts instead. Your arms are getting weaker and weaker, and you're leaning further and further forward...

"N-no way...." is the last thing you say before your arms give out and you're pushed -- no, you're fucked down facefirst into a pillow. He keeps riding you deeper into the pillows after you go limp. Why'd you have to be picked by a rude guy.....? And why's..... everything going........ dark....?{endif}

You wake up lying on your back in the bed of the now-dark Room 34. Your shirt is missing, thrown to the ground across the room, and your jeans are hooked onto only one of your ankles. You have no idea where your underwear is. Your knees are bent, and your legs are spread wide. Your arms are thrown up near your head, and lie limply on the bedsheets. There's a strong smell coming from something... oh. It's you. You are absolutely plastered, from head to toe, in dried, stale cum, that flakes off as you scratch at it. It's kind of itchy all over now... Aw man, your hair got blasted too?? The sheets beneath your crotch are also soaked with your own untold number of orgasms. H-he must have kept going after you passed out.... {if Orgasms == 0} w-wait, did you seriously pass out that soon? ohmigod! That's so humiliating... what if he tells people...?{endif}

Well, you think it's just about time to go! You pick up your shirt, pull up your jeans -- aw man, they're all pulled loose -- and head out of the whorehouse, arms clutching in front of your chest and head pointed at the ground. People give you weird looks, because there's still a lot of sweat and cum on you and your clothes, but you just want to hurry home. At least you got paid?{endif}

{if Whore == 1}B-back again it seems! You sign your name, a-and find a nice place to sit while you wait. You don't think about much. Eventually, your name is called, and you're given another room number. But when you push open the door and shuffle inside, you're surprised to see....{if Stripper == 1} Amanda! Amanda, the stripper! She's in her black lingerie, and it looks like your boobs are still a bit bigger. Hopefully she doesn't mind....{else} a long-haired, blonde, busty woman. Huh. She's dressed in the black lingerie, and it looks like her bust is only just barely smaller than your own.{endif}

"Hello, Debbie." She speaks in a low, sultry voice. You don't like it. "I'm Amanda. I've been looking forward to this...."

You wave.

"Get over here. I need your help with something." Hey, did she just lick her lips at you?

{if Stripper == 1}"So, you think your boobs are bigger than mine, huh? We'll see about that...."{endif}

The much taller Amanda unclasps her bra, and sets her breasts free, giving them a shake towards you, then gestures for you to do the same. You take off your shirt, and unclasp your own bra, letting it fall to the floor.{if Stripper == 1} Amanda's eyes widen a bit when she sees this, as if she forgot the actual size of yours, and her cheeks redden a bit. "H-ha!" She stammers out. "B-barely worth mentioning!"{else} Amanda's eyes widen and her cheeks redden when she sees that yours are actually bigger than hers. Still, she regains her composure.{endif} At her command, you get on top of the cheap bed with her, both kneeling and facing each other in the bed's centre, topless, her in black lingerie panties and you in your jeans.

{if Stripper == 1}"When I saw your name written down on the whorelist, I thought it was too good to be true. But here you are, fallen from grace. How'd you end up here, huh, big tits?"{else}"When I heard there was a whore in our strip club with tits bigger than mine, I just had to see it for myself. I have to say, I'm disappointed." Hey, but yours are bigger...{endif}

You don't say anything, you just sit, kneeling, with your hands on your knees. Is this all she hired you for?

"I heard you're an easy cummer." She says, breaking the silence. H-hey! Who told her that?? A-and it's not true, too! Amanda yawns "Boobs are one thing, and maybe you might have a millimetre or two on me, but who wants a woman that can't last in bed?"

Lots of people! You're definitely going to fall in love, that much is obvious. Well, it was, but now you're not so sure of yourself anymore.....

"Aw, hit a nerve there, did I? Is that why you've turned to whoring? Would nobody take you otherwise?"

What the hell is this lady talking about!! Why's she so mean....

Amanda wraps her arms around your shoulders, and pulls you tightly into a bearhug. Your breasts bounce off each other, and the air leaves your lungs and the impact takes you by surprise. A few more knocks have you reeling, and Amanda uses this opportunity to place the palms of her hands on your shoulders and push you back into a lying position on the bed. Then she pulls your jeans off, tosses them across the room, and lifts your leg up. You feel the soft press of her black panties making contact with your white panties. Uh oh....

Amanda tribs you for several minutes. Her energy stockpiles are just way higher than yours, you're super tired after just half the time she ends up going for. You can't tell how much progress you're making on her, because of her black panties, but your white ones are almost soaked see-through, and they keep making squishy noises. Every time you cum, Amanda laughs and grabs a handful of your breast, saying things like "AHAHAHAH! Not feeling so special anymore, are we?" or "Awww, you came? But I thought you were all woman, baby?". It's really mean.

By the time she finishes herself off, you've cum three times, and are absolutely ashamed and exhausted. But... you didn't actually hate it this time. With the worry of being a whore gone, you can really just enjoy the feelings, even though you don't like Amanda. This could actually end up being something you crave.

Amanda hops off the bed after finishing, and spits down on your prone form's chest.{if Stripper == 1} Hey, come on, again?{endif} With that, she reclasps her bra, and says to you "Don't ever go around thinking you're hot shit again, until you can get yourself some legs and endurance, sweetheart". She turns, and walks confidently out the room. Even though she's super mean, you're feeling pretty happy as you get yourself back dressed in your clothes.{endif}

{if Whore == 2}You're back. You just couldn't stay away, honestly. So, you sign yourself up again, and wait for somebody to pick you up in the entrance room this time. You eye everybody who walks in and out, trying to guess who'll end up hiring you. Eventually a young man, probably 19 or so, goes to the front desk and picks you. He's not overly strong or muscular, but he's not bad looking. He should be able to help you out with your problem!

You come up behind him after he pays at the desk, and swing your arms around his shoulders.

"Ready to go?" you ask. His face turns bright red, but he nods, and the two of you head off to his room together.

First things first, you have needs. As soon as the door's closed, you're down on the ground, pawing at his pants.

"Woah!" he seems surprised. "A-alright then...."

With the pants out of the way, you're free to wrap your hand around his dick. It's not huge, but it should do. You start squeezing it rhythmically, and even slip in a little tongue flick against the head every now and then. It's not long before he's moaning out... ha, weakling. He's actually about to cum.

You take a second to think: make him cum down into his pants this early, with just your hand, and humiliate him for it, or stop now, so that you can still get yours? As much as you've love to finally be on the giving end of an act of decisive sexual superiority, you decide that your own needs outweigh that. So, with a tight grip on his dick, you lead him over to the bed, his stammering for you to wait almost as irritating as his shuffling and tripping feet. You wish this guy would just hurry up and claim the prize that he paid for.

Tossing him onto the bed, you quickly strip yourself down, and take your position over him. His eyes are wide, and his jaw is open, as he stares at your tits. Oh, so he likes those, does he~?

You want him to have some time to cool down anyway, so you start by cupping the sides of your breasts and shoving them into his face. He seems alarmed as he reaches his arms up and taps at your hands, asking to be let go, but all it takes is a little oxygen deprivation and his struggling dies down. hee hee....~

You lift yourself up from the man's face, now reddened and panting. His arms are limp at his sides as you place your hand gently on his cock, and slowly push it into you, grinning up into the roof....

splurt

....what? WHAT???

"What the fuck was that!" You cry out accusingly "Already?!"

The man brings his hands up to cover his eyes. "I-I'm sorry, you're so hot, I just...."

Hmph! Well, if he thinks you're that hot, then he should have no trouble getting hard again! You shove his half-limp cock the rest of its short length inside of you, and start riding up and down.

"W-wait..." The man says, shock covering his face as he pulls his hands from his eyes.

"Did you wait, before pasting the moment you made entry? Don't make me laugh!"

"O-ow! Please! It's too sensitive! It's not going to work!"

"You think you can just get creamed, and leave me unsatisfied? Nope! That's not how this works, 'big boy'!"

"H-hey... please, you've gotta slow it down... it hurts...."

That snaps you back to your senses for a moment. You're hurting him....? B-but you haven't cum yet... what do you do?{endif}