Yet another break

"I have returned my lady." Liam announced as he entered Martha's room.

""Good. I was wondering where you went. Tell me, was it the game?" Martha asked.

"Yes. The breaks just seem to end and we all end up in the library again." Liam explained.

"And? What happened? Tell me everything." Liam proceed to recall each turn as they happened. Martha stopped him as soon as he got to his second turn, "Wait. What? I have to see it. Show me your cock."

Liam obeyed of course, dropping his pants to expose himself. "I take it you approve?" Liam said with a wink. He might be under her control but his personality wasn't all gone.

"Holy crap! Yes. You're going to split me in half with that thing! Ok how about this...for the next...hour, no, two hours, I'm yours. I want you to ignore all my previous commands and instead just do whatever you want. Order me around, rough me up. I'll obey you. Just fuck me with that monster."

Liam felt as if his strings had been cut. For the first time since becoming her **** he was finally free to do whatever he wished. He grinned at her, "And what if I want to just leave and be by myself?"

Martha looked sad but nodded, "Oh...yes well...ok. I did say you can do whatever you want...just...ok. If that's what you decide, I'll accept it."

Liam took a step towards the door and he heard her sigh. Then he pushed it all the wall shut and locked it, "So we aren't disturbed." He told her. Then he turned around and looked her up and down, "You'll obey me? Then come over here and worship my cock, maybe if you're lucky I'll fuck you after."

Her eyes lit up and she squealed. She leapt off the bed and knelt down before him. His cock was so huge now she could barely get her lips around it. He slapped her playfully, "You'll have to do better than that slut."

He waited for her to rebuke him, but it didn't come, "I don't think I can, it's too big," She sat back on her ankles and looked up at him, "You'll just have to fuck my face then."

"Well...if you insist..." Liam grabbed the back of her hair eliciting a soft moan from Martha, then slowly he pushed his cock into her mouth. He had only seen Martha's dominant side until now but it turns out she's really a switch? Maybe Liam had misjudged her. This might be a fun week after all.

Monique groaned. How could she have been so stupid? No furniture? This was going to ruin her life. Even more than these massive tits. She liked her old tits. They were large enough to draw attention when she wanted to, but small enough to lack their own gravitational field. These watermelons kept bumping into things, throwing her off balance, and drawing far, far too much attention. Maybe it was her recent lack of interest in men, but they all seemed so fucking creepy now. My eyes are up here dude!

Not that she was flush with cash or anything but she had to go shopping. On the way to the mall she had discovered the seats on the bus were thankfully not considered furniture and she was finally able to sit down. At the mall she bought some new bras, fucking G cups, and a sleeping bag. Camping out in her own room was no her idea of fun, but what other choice did she have?

Monique was so upset as she got back on the bus that she didn't even notice a familiar face until after she'd sat down, "Monique?"

She turned, "Tara? What are you doing here?"

Tara looked surprised, "The mall? Just shopping. Say Monique...did you get...um..."

Monique could see Tara staring at her chest, "What? A boob job? No...well...the truth is rather unbelievable...so..." Monique tried to change the subject quickly, "You were pretty popular the other day."

Tara rolled her eyes, "Oh ya. Guys. What a bunch of pricks. Barely any of them made me cum you know? Sometimes I wish I was gay."

"Me too." Monique said softly.

"Huh? What did you say?" Tara asked.

"Oh I said I know. Guys can be so selfish."

"Right. Say, do you have any plans tonight? I'm having a party at my place. You should come. Lots of cute guys will be there, they can't all be pricks right?"

A party at Tara's? Monique nodded, "Ya. I'll be there." She'd lost her chance on free use day but lots of straight girls were known to get curious after a bottle of vodka.

Alice walked into her bathroom and took off her shirt. She stared at herself in the mirror. Her breasts didn't look any different... experimentally she touched them and softly cupped them. Yes they were different from before the game but they were just as soft and squishy and heavenly...were they also so...beautiful? She stared at them in the mirror...so soft...so...

Alice blinked. She was lying on the ground. Her side hurt. Slowly she pushed herself up to sitting. It had been light outside...but now it was pitch black. She shivered. She was still topless, and freezing. She looked up at the mirror, she couldn't see herself in it from the floor. Finally she figured it out. She'd tranced herself! She must have been standing there for hours until her body finally gave up and fell over, finally breaking the trace. Oh no, that was very dangerous. She checked the bathroom door, it was still locked. Nobody could have given her any instructions...right?

She scrambled to put her shirt back on then stood up and unlocked the door. She checked it phone...it was 1130? She'd been in the bathroom all day! No wonder she felt so tired. She saw some missed messages, mostly from Glenn. She decided she'd reply in the morning, she was beat. Instead she just went to her room and swiftly fell asleep.

Barbie couldn't believe it. She was really about to do this? She knew she had little choice but she wished she had **** at all. The magic of the game only **** her to keep her job and not accept any others. Technically it didn't **** her out onto the stage. She could just stand here...waiting. Except with her student loans piling up..."Fuck." She groaned.

She was wearing a bra, a thong and a skirt. Oh, and Robin had kindly removed the fiddle and locked a collar on. Then for good measure she'd helped Barbie into an infernal pair of heels which she'd also locked onto her feet.

"You're up Barbie, knock em dead." The manager said, slapping her on the ass.

Barbie awkwardly shuffled out onto the stage. The music was playing and the men were leering at her. She felt the phantom tongues roaming her body. Fuck, was she really going to do this? She tried to play the false memories in her mind, how had she done this in the past? She walked towards the pole, swaying her hips unnaturally. She grabbed the pole and twirled around it a few times, but the crowd didn't really seem into her show.

"Show us your tits!" One man yelled.

With a sigh she unhooked her bra and tried holding it to her chest and dancing, then she let it fall and swooped over to give everyone a good view. It seemed like all their eyes were on her tits. Dozens of phantom tongues licked and prodded her. She couldn't take it. She picked up her bra and ran off stage.

"Barbie where are you going?" The manager asked. Barbie ignored him and didn't stop until she was outside. She tried to catch her breath. She couldn't do this...what was she going to do?

Faye did not have considered herself a clumsy person. At least she hadn't. Today she had tripped on uneven bit of sidewalk and ended up with her skirt hiked above her waist. Later she had bumped into another customer at a cafe and spilled ice water all over her shirt. Finally her shirt had caught on a loose nail and ripped as she walked past, exposing her bra to the entire quad. All in all a rather frustrating day. Worst of all for some reason she was feeling incredibly horny. And she knew that meant she was also incredible submissive at this moment. She was torn between running back to her dorm to finger herself to unconsciousness or finding some dumb jock to bend her over a table and...

Whoa, she shook her head. She just needed to calm down. Deep breaths Faye...don't go over the deep end.

"Faye?" She turned to face the speaker, "It is you. Are you ok? What happened to your shirt?"

Faye looked at her. What was her name again? "Janet? Oh, just got caught on a nail. It's all good." Janet was in one of her classes.

"Ok cool. Oh hey, I'm headed to a party. Want to come? Free booze and Tara promised lots of cute guys."

Faye started to say no, but suddenly changed her mind, "Sure. Why not? I'd love to come along."

"Sweet. Let's hurry before all the guys are taken!"