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Chapter 5 by ignoremepleaseand ignoremepleaseand

Which girl?

Youngster

You decide against using Youngster as your party leader for now, so you decide to throw her in the PC.

"W-wait. You're going to leave me? Alone? In here? Please don't make me do this!"

You lock her in and leave.

A loud voice rings out through the room "Youngster, your **** is CODE vc@u3pLcv AKA Transport"

Youngster watches in amazement as a massive structure erupts before her eyes. There is some sort of small chamber suspended in the air. What follows can only be described as the most insane obstacle course of all time. At the end of it is a small circular platform with walls about 4 feet high around it. Completly covering the floor below is a massive pit of mud, that appears to be around 5 feet deep. Inside of the pit are dozens, if not hundreds of busty young girls, who look to be a similair age to Youngster. They are constantly doing the things that the other Youngsters would do, like play wrestle and smack each other on the butt. In other words, whats lying below is Youngster's worst nightmare. All of a sudden Youngster feels dizzy.

Youngster wakes up inside of the small chamber at the start of the course. The voice explains: "Your task for each level will be to transport enough of a certain item to fill up that cylindrical platform at the end of the course. You will defintley have to take several trips. If you fall, there is a rope ladder that you can use to get back to the start, but I think your friends down there REALLY want you to stay."

Nozzles poke out from the walls of the chamber. A thick, gooey brown liquid shoots out of them. Now coated in carmel, Youngster is ready to get herself to the other side and deposit whatever caramel she still has clinging to her body.

Youngster doesn't know why she feels like she has to finish as many levels as possible as fast as possible, but something deep inside her conscious tells her she needs to. She sprints towards the first obstacle, only for the floor beneath her to drop.

What follows is one of the worst experiences of Youngster's life. She is tossed and turned, groped and spanked, poked and prodded, fingered and farted on, pinched, jiggled, eaten out, and otherwise miserable things that are amplified by the feeling of having dozens of large, muddy breasts and asses attacking you. After much struggle, she finally finds the ladder and makes her way back up to try again.

She is then knocked off of various obstacles around 35 times, with similair results down below. Eventually, she reaches the finish platform for the first time, depositing less than a handful of carmel into a container that needs 75 cubic feet of gunk to fill. After days more of failed attempts, Youngster finally makes it out of Level 1.

However, she isn't done there. The courses continually get longer, more complex, and more challenging, as do her transported objects. One round sees her carrying piss cupped in her hands, in another she has to wear a dirty diaper over her head, blocking all of her sight, and argueably worst of all, in one round she has to carry the other Youngsters. The only issue is that 20 or so of the other Youngsters are also on the course, constantly trying to knock her off. That took her weeks to finish. And for what? She gets no reward for finishing a level, in fact, she basically gets punished. But something inside of her will not let her stop going, no matter how much she hates it.

Finally, after what feels to her like a year at the least, she wakes up, completley clean, in a small, blank room. The door opens, and you come to get her.

"Hey! You better not ever try to pull that again! It's been ages. What kind of a selfish dick do you have to be to leave me in here unattended for THAT LONG????"

You just chuckle to yourself. You go to the PC attendant and begin to give him a small tip.

"Let's see, reccomended tip is 50 PokeCoins an hour, and she was in there for 45 minutes, so-"

"What? 45 minutes? This has to be a joke! That was at the minimum 8 months but my best guess is like 2 years."

The attendent wipes a smirk off of his face. "Hey uh, your girl there does know about the PC's time distortion, right? And, by the way sir, 38 coins would be the reccomended amount for 45 minutes, if I did my math correctly."

You couldn't help but grin at the aghast face of Youngster.

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