some false hope but a lot more freedom

as i am being dragged home by my genitals, i see a police officer at my door. he comes up to me and says

"excuse me ma'am, i have come to inform you that the free dress code which allows you to walk around without clothing has been removed..." i was ecstatic! i could wear clothes again!

"...instead, we have replaced it with a new code allowing pants to be removed. the male suggesters of the old code were infuriated that the females had more freedom of clothing than them, so they wanted what they called 'a fairer rule'. i'm afraid you will have to put a top on ma'am"

Jessica watches, smirking, as my mood drops. i go home, put on a shirt, and crawl through the pipe. when Jessica asks what i am doing with a shirt on, i tell her that she still doesn't own my chest. Jessica gets angry and i realise what i just did. she latches me onto the clit stretching device, but before she starts, she ties a small machine at the tip. she then injects me with the serum, but give me another one. this time i don't get sleepy, and i can feel a strange buzzing at my clit. it's super stimulating, but just under enough to push me over. and since i am tied up, i can't do a thing about it!

"Jessica wouldn't let you anyways" i remind myself between groans. Jessica hears this and replies, with an evil grin on her face,

"oh, and you CAN cum this time"

i have to end this. i don't care for the consequences.

"Please!" i scream. "I'll ... I'll sell you another body part!"