You now have theoretically infinite wealth.

You wince as you get up from your seat after resting and finishing your hard earned coffee. The skin on your thighs sticking uncomfortably to the hard chair. You grab your clothes and slip them back on.

Cait has re-emerged from the staff room, She had obviously been crying when customers couldn't see her. You are honestly kind of surprised at her dedication to customer service. Out of curiosity you do a quick search for your name on your phone and are shocked at what you see. Since you didn't specify, the rule is currently a federal law with your picture attached and a sentence of up to 30 years if violated.

You get up and leave the coffee shop, book in hand, and wander outside looking for more things to try. Outside is the same old city you know and hate and you look around for a moment before the luxury car dealership catches your eye. you see people walking around looking at cars, but aside from a few prospective shoppers all you see is men staffing the office, behind the counter and selling cars. Glancing down you begin to write:

• Old rule: All staff of Craig's Cars are young attractive women.

When you glance up you are stopped dead, there is no car sales place there any more, its turned into a small public park. Glancing down you erase the line you just wrote and the automotive venue returns. Guess they couldn't find enough employees and went out of business. Thinking for a bit you come up with something that should work.

• Old rule: Craig's cars offers a generous internship to women age 18-25 to help get them into sales. These women count as employees.
• New rule: for the next week in honor of some recent car related thing all female employees under 30 of Craig's cars must wear halter or bikini tops and shorts.

Glancing up you notice that the dealership actually seems nicer than before, the grade of car sold increased as well. Shrugging you walk inside and see a few scantily clad young women doing various office tasks and showing off cars to customers. As you enter you see a young woman standing nervously near the back before a coworker points to you and shoves her forward. She is a petite brunet with a surprisingly scandalous halter top considering her demeanor, you can pretty clearly see her erect nipples through the thin material. She approaches you. "H-hello, welcome to Craig's cars, how can I help you today?" Her voice firms up the longer she speaks, gaining confidence.

You think for a moment "I wana see your nicest car." She just blinks at you a few times before continuing her saleswoman act. "Right this way sir." She leads you to a very fancy two seater sports car with a massive engine behind the seats, the curved lines and elegant form scream power. You want it. You turn to the brunet and in all seriousness say "I will buy this car."

She looks shocked for a moment before smiling. "R-really? You can affor..? Ill go get my manager so the paperwork can be started." she scurries off before returning shortly with the floor manager who looks at you with disdain. "So," he says "Proof of payment?" You expected this and already had your ID in hand, and you give it to him. "Ill do her" you say pointing at the brunet. She looks at her manager in confusion. He frowns, pulls out his phone and holds it near your ID before sighing and smiling as he hands it back to you. "Right away sir, You can start now, or if you would wait a moment I have a fertility **** for my employee on hand to ensure your seed sticks." The two staff members wander off and you see the two converse before the brunet pulls off her underwear and shorts, swallows something and then approaches you again.

"A-a-alright sir, I-i should be a n-nice and fertile seedbed for you now." she manages to get out while shaking like a leaf. you admire her bare pussy for a moment before having her lay back on the hood of the car. She awkwardly reaches down and holds her folds open with both hands while you pull off your pants. You line yourself up and then plunge into her in one smooth motion, pinning her to the car and brushing up against her cervix. Surprisingly she isn't a virgin, but judging by the adorable squeal she let out as you impaled her she isn't very experienced.

You start to rock into her and she lets out a breath little moan every time you nearly bottom out in her tight pussy. After a while she seems to get into it and starts clamping down on your pistoning shaft. "How, *pant* do you like sales so far?" you get out between thrusts. She just shudders under you as she orgasms before responding "I -ahh- dont think I could -mhh- handle more than -eep- one sale a day." she gets out before orgasming for a second time.

You finally cant handle it anymore and you vigorously bottom out in her as you release thick pulses of fresh, warm baby batter into her waiting womb. She moans the entire time you ejaculate, before collapsing back onto the hood of your newly paid for car, panting for breath. As you pull out of her some of your spunk flows out of her and onto the hood of the car as she gets up. "Oh no! I am so sorry. Ill be right back" You admire her butt as she awkwardly shuffle walks across the office so as to not leak any more cum onto the floor.

She returns a little while later fully clothed and with a clipboard and keys, and after you sign a few pages they open some of the large windows to get the car out. The saleswoman smiles at you as you get into the car. "Don't worry about the child, ill take good care of them." she says while rubbing her stomach. You smile at her before revving the engine and speeding away in your new car.