Amy plays another round as they close.

Amy was cleaning the plates and cups from the baseball team and running a wet rag over the table. The hostess walked a young high schooler named Deb. She was shy and nerdy, but the girls enjoyed having her around. Unlike Pete and the kitchen staff, she didn't leer at them. When she noticed, she was holding the receipts and doing the math to figure out how much cash to give the servers.

"Hey, Amy," she said, walking over and holding the receipt from the baseball tables. "Do you want the good or bad news?" she asked.

The exhausted-looking waitress "Well, Mama always said to start with the good news."

Deb said, "Well, you made 300 bucks tonight." she high-fived Amy.

"Bad news is the Baseball team stiffed you" she said handing her the recite. She mumbled some stuff Peutorican which Deb knew she only did when she was pissed. She felt tight again as she looked over the receipt and watched as two buttons burst off her uniform. Revealing the red bra underneath that was hanging on for dear life.

"Sorry, " Deb said, "Stupid cheap uniforms."

Amy looked down and saw what had happened. "Crap going to go fix this." She said "You don't need to give the kitchen staff a show."

She entered the women's restroom and saw Jessica running water from the faucet and repeatedly spitting. From this position, her cleavage was also getting damp.

"What's wrong, Jess?" she asked. "Please tell me."

Jess stopped drinking and was magically compelled to tell her the whole story about the apps, the boobs, the blow job, and everything.

Amy was about to reply when the familiar ding went off. Jessica's eyes grew huge. "You have to play; otherwise, it will pick extra punishments for you."

Amy pulled out her phone, trying to beat the game on the screen. She fumbled around a bit, and the demon from before appeared.

"dammit," Amy muttered as she felt her bra straps digging into her arms. "I can't take this anymore." She unclasped her bra and picked up the bottom of the shirt, tying a knot, giving her cleavage that may have been better than Jessica's.

The options started to pop up one by one.

Handsy Handfulls

"That doesn't sound good."

Inked

"Hopefully, that means tattoos."

and last was Anger management

"huh, maybe this one will help with my bursting-with rage-punishment... I hope"

Amy picked Anger Management.

Once selected, the explanation appeared. "Great, now my boobs grow, and I get horn..." She felt a warm flush wash over her as her top fought hard to contain her new attributes. Her nipples hardened,tenting at the front of her shirt.

Suddenly, a mysterious voice came out of nowhere with the smell of brimstone and fire.

"Hello, ladies. I'm Lilith, the creator of the little app you have been so kind as to play test."

Amy, trying to keep calm. "Who are you, and what is happening?"

Lilith began to explain how the game harnessed sexual energy, and these two, were ripe for the picking.

To win, they had to beat the game by erasing all their punishments, and there was even an opportunity to replace them with rewards.

"But enough about that. I'm here because you two are on a losing streak, and I want to spice it up. You have two choices to better your odds. Either play co-op, and you will not have to play another game till tomorrow. But if you lose, you get two punishments, that will apply for each of you. If you win, both of you get to take the punishment of your choice off and add a reward of your choosing." She explained"Or You can play competitively, and the loser gets two punishments, and the winner gets one taken away and a reward."