What the fuck am I looking at, cumslut?

Kristi is still kicking, screaming and begging you to reconsider as you drag her across the staff room and kick open the exit.

You’re not sure what you expected to see on the other side - perhaps a normal street, or a giant warehouse. Fluffy white clouds with a chorus of naked big titty angels sucking God’s dick, maybe. What you didn’t expect was a giant wall of text describing you looking at a giant wall of text and a description of you thinking about the wall of text being described as a wall of text...

You start to feel nauseous and close your eyes.

“David, you’re definitely not supposed to be here”, Kristi pleads. “Let’s go back. Please?”

You look behind you and can see a door floating in the air and the staff room beyond. Other doors open and close in the distance, women wearing similar uniforms to Kristi but in different colours appearing in a wave of static light, walking into the open doors before other women step out, trading small talk as they disappear, clocking out and going… somewhere.

You look down and see some big words asking if you can focus, right above a comments section before feeling sick again. Nope. Nope nope nope. Don’t like that one bit.

“What the fuck am I looking at, cumslut?” You ask politely, as the words appear above you, replacing the word 'Answer' in the title box. “Are we inside a computer or something now? This is making me feel sick.”

“What?” She looks around frowning, visibly confused. “Is that what this looks like to you? This is just our normal route home, you’re probably just not capable of perceiving true reality here. Again - and I cannot stress this enough - you are not supposed to be here.”

Annoyed at apparently being called a stupid retard by some cunt mouth that can’t even give you full control of the universe, you do what works best and demand a sloppy blowjob. It’s been at least 2 chapters since you got a - wait, what are you on about? Chapters? Another wave of nausia hits the pit of your stomach. Ugh, you really do need to get out of here before you throw up.

“Just point the way back to your place already,” you say, trying not to look at the giant adverts for AI chatbots looming over the skyline like some dystopian monument to creative obsolescence.

Kristi notices your disorientation, and her panic gives way to a wry smile. “You... can’t go there by yourself, can you?” Kristi half asks, half states in surprise. “We’re on the very fringes of Blowjob Universe right now. It’s staff only from here on out, whether I wanted to help you or not. I’m not sure what’ll happen if you go any further.”

“I’m literally your fucking GOD, you bitch. If I say I want to face fuck your entire family, it’s going to fucking happen! Either that, or I’ll make you write down a list of the dirtiest, most degrading things you can think of, and then make you do them. Forever. I wont even bother checking in on you, I’ll give you to fucking Able Master to-”

“Okay, okay, I get it! Calm down!” Kristi exclaims. She runs her hand through her bedraggled hair, thinking. Then makes a face and wipes it off on the remains of her clothing. “Fine. Okay. Just…. just let me think. Okay, well you can’t leave BJU on your own. I can probaby get you out if you hijack my exit route, but it's not going to be the same out there. Well, even on the other side you should still be protected by the same rules as you were before - nobody can seriously harm you and you can cum as much as you want. Those protections and benefits might become more diluted the longer you spend out there, though.”

You’ve already stopped listening, and stare down at something called the 'Story Map' instead. Holy shit, what a mess.

“Likewise, I’ll probably still be bound to the rules as an employee, but that isn’t going to fly for anyone that isn’t staff out there. Don’t have a tantrum when nobody wants to go anwhere near you. My family and friends don’t have any obligations to pleasure you, nor are they protected by the extreme hentai logic you seem to prefer from your women. They wont be invincible. I'm scared you could genuinely hurt them if you're not careful.”

You literally could not possibly care less about the noises that Kristi’s penis sucking hole is still making. It just does that sometimes.

“Okay? Earth to David, are you listening? This is important.”

“What? Oh, yeah… yes. Or no. Whatever. You going to take me to the hotter, younger version of you from that photo now, play along and help me fuck the absolute shit out of her mouth to make up for being such a bitch? Or do I need to find some other way to fuck all of her holes so hard that you'll have no choice but to sneak her into BJU just so she can heal?”

Actually, that’s not a bad idea, now you think about it. Not now though. You still need Kristi’s co-operation at the moment. Sadly.

“Okay, well I can get us there, but you’ll need to focus as well”, Kristi remarks snidely. “I know that’s difficult for you.”

“Careful, fuck meat”, you growl.