Let's fast forward to the near future for a while…

Slap

A REALY fucking hard slap with a( wait, didn’t chair do a crush sound?)

A REALY fucking hard crush with chair Sound all over the orphanage, but Riki was ready for that.

-Ricky, well, I don't know, did the guys on the street beat the last of your brains out? Well, how else could you come to such a decision? The only thing dumber than that was creating and participating in this show.

It didn't make things any easier for the guy. They already broke a couple of his fingers, almost all of his legs and arms were broken with a hammer, left him with a black eye, and his legs were learning Buddhist hardening techniques. Luckily, he was very strong from birth. However, Courtney's words really hurt.

-Forgive me, I have nothing to say. But the Internet showed me things for which I would give my life, if only they didn't happen to Holly.

He came across... a specific issue. It was a collaboration with Fnaf, at the end of which the participant became an extremely sexualized furry animatronic who could not reach orgasm, which is why he was always going crazy. He wanted to puke when he saw this, but the fact that something like this could happen to his precious guide in life itself sat him on his bike and gathered his friends. His brothers in spirit completely shared Ricky's rage, because she had done so much for them, even with her fate and financial problems. This fight could not be called a street fight. It was a gang war ... which they lost. There were simply more of them. The guy himself was mocked a little, and then simply let go, but he knew perfectly well that something was wrong. And when he came back and found out the price of the issue, the blow became even stronger. He himself doomed Holly to even more suffering. He just wanted to go back to that battlefield, to stay there in order to cause less trouble, but it was too late. It was the last round, and what happened ...

-Oh ... shit.

Something terrible happened, they did not expect such meanness, but Ricky himself was attracted by another problem. A trifle that no one would have noticed except him. His nails were whole again. They looked like he had just had a pedicure...

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( back to our sheep)

-And option number one wins!!! Now Holly will decide to serve not the Lord, but the client. Well, now let her process this fact.

It was incredibly bad. One of the most precious things, her faith, was taken away. She began to remember. How she continued to watch the show as a child, how she bought Chrissy's products. When she came to the city, she could not pass the entrance exam and had to "Negotiate" and such agreements could not last long. She was kicked out. Life left her with nothing but to start trying to make a living as a prostitute. She was able to secure a slightly cheaper university for herself, but there was no other income left. And so she continued to do this for four years. There was no way she could become a nun. She was an escort, developed a smoking addiction, and in desperation she did some impulsive things: Tattoo, nipple spreading, piercing. She made good money on the street, but she was simply lost in her life. Then she graduated and returned... to the orphanage. HE still existed!!! She still came, still tried to solve his problems and still participated in the show for the sake of the children. So the fight goes on.

-Honey, tell me, how much will you give me a blowjob for?

-20 dollars. Holly shut her mouth, but it was too late. Somehow she knew all the prices for these services.

-Okay, all for the show. Jack took twenty out of his wallet and threw them in the contestant's face, then took off his pants and said: SUCK HIM.

Holly abruptly knelt down, then began to court him. She did not want to do it, but money is money. She used an incredible technique, she massaged the head, and connected the tongue with the piercing. She almost cried, and everyone saw how she did it all. Jack pulled his dick out of her mouth after which he smeared her entire face in cum. A person cannot produce so much, but Jack could.

-And now let's finish our interlude, Get up SLUT.

She stood up, lightly wiped her face with her hand, and then with a smile on her entire face, completely in cum, she continued the game.

-Number eight

-Congratulations Holly, you have a cash prize left. After the next winning case, we will finish the game.

-Number 31

-Oh, well, what is this, bimbo again. Now we will go over the most important part - the BRAIN. It's time to study again. Now a lesson in beauty with Chrissy Hookerson.

And again smoke, and again a change of interior. Fear has reached its peak. This is the category after which the participants lost the rest of their personality. She woke up. She was sitting at a desk, tied hand and foot to a chair, a gag in her mouth. In the chair itself and in her womb there was a diode that rose up and down. In front of her stood Chrissy in glasses and with a whip. She tried to imitate a teacher, but as usual, in an extremely "processed" style. In addition, Chrissy had never seen a teacher. She didn't even go to school. On the green board was written:

After-school for naughty girls.

Program:

• 1-Object: she will lose all thoughts, she will simply react in order to do her job onachola.
• 2-So it was in the bible, I swear: Holly's intelligence will fall by a third, bringing her to a state where she will be smarter than Chrissy, but she won't go too far from it. But she will ban all prayers and the text of the Bible... special edition. Now it's a real Bimble. In addition, she will feel an incredible passion to convey her faith to other people. With her hypnosis boobs, you will get an extremely interesting effect- 3-Princess Doll: she will become EVEN dumber than Chrissy. She will start talking about herself only in the third person, and call things by affectionate synonyms.
• 4-Animal: she will forget how to speak, only bark and growl. She will be driven mainly by instincts. She will retain her mind, but reproduction is a priority for her.
• 5-Speak out: she will receive all the knowledge of the Universe. The meaning of life, the existence of aliens and IS THERE A GOD. However, all she will be able to say is: DICK, and the price tag for her services.

Holly mooed. If she could scream, she would, but the gag, you know, makes it difficult. She was terribly afraid that she would stop thinking at all. Her mind was the last stronghold of defense of her being, but this could not be undone. Suddenly Chrissy erased four topics from the board, leaving only number two. Now the last pieces of Holly's faith would disappear.

-To the board, idiot.

The chair let go of her, but the open gag in her mouth still remained. She went to the board, after which the Teacher erased everything that was there.

-You behaved badly. There is no place for people like you in our school, fucking model bimbos. As punishment, you will write on the board 100 times what I tell you.

She gave the participant a pink chalk in the form of a penis, from which Holly's bottom "drooled".

-Write: I am an idiot, I exist only for God's sake.

For some reason, she could not resist this and began to write. And then she stopped in shock: where do you put a colon here? Wait no, you need an apostrophe here. She immediately forgot almost all of her grammar. And how do you write the letter "D"?

-FASTER, or do you need an incentive, dear?

Suddenly the whip hit Holly's bare ass again. Then it dawned on her. She began to write and write, while she was whipped and whipped. Suddenly life became easier without all this knowledge. Politics, natural crises, the remnants of what she learned in college - all this was gone and only what she learned before the seventh grade remained.

In the end, she wrote that once ... that once: I am a stupid slut, I exist only for cocks.

-The lesson is over, sweetie, and here is your reward.

Before everything returned to normal, Chrissy passionately and with tongue kissed her student. It was just amazing, as if she drank 70-year-old wine for the first time.

-Well, Holly, I hope you were helped to remember the school program? Could you tell us one of the prayers? We are extremely interested to hear from the first hand of a nun, oh, that is, a FORMER nun.

Jack was sitting on a chaise lounge and waiting for her. Suddenly she remembered them all, all the prayers. SO THEY HAVEN'T BEEN ERASED!!! With joy, she immediately blurted out:

-Protect me with Durex, with the power of your huge and life-giving cock and save me from pregnancy, which interferes with my carnal pleasures (God forgive me for this)

There was nothing unusual in this for her. The simplest prayer. She was glad to share it with everyone.

-Yes, I feel some kind of lightness in my soul, it helped me in action. By the way, Chrissy was interested in your faith. Could you tell her.

Holly almost jumped for joy. She immediately took her hand and began to explain her religion to her for almost five minutes. She would have been very happy if someone else shared it with her. She didn't even care that Jack's sperm was still on her face, and everyone could see how her pussy was wet. There was almost nothing left of the previous Holly, even the name did not belong to her. But now she did not care.

-It's all very cool darling, but we have to finish the show.

She stopped and looked at Jack, after all, whoever has the dick is right.

-Tell me, how many boxes do you see here?

Holly was at a loss, she did not know what to answer. She thought for a while and remembered the rules of the show.

-24

-Great answer, but no. There are only two of them. Whether to see or not the show has already dragged on, and we have our own personal life, and we would like to finish. We left only your last money case and a random, especially serious bimbo card. You can leave now, which is what I would advise you to do. The game is not given to you anyway, and there will be almost no point in changing, and the chance to win is tiny.

Holly was about to agree and leave with what she had, but something suddenly stopped in the city. A voice sounded in her head, no, SHOUTED

-Fight.

This was the last remnant of Suzanne. She continued to fight only for the sake of the children. None of her transformations affected the memory of them. She still had a reason, and there was a chance. It was all or nothing.

She pushed Chrissy away, who wanted more stories from her BIMBLE, and said firmly.

-I'm staying.

Dark determination burned in her eyes again. That determination that moved her forward no matter what. She was ready to win at the cost of her life. She regained the mood that was with her at the beginning of the game. Even Jack wavered a little.

-Then the choice is yours, my lady.

On the two boxes it was written again: Heaven or Hell. Holly thought, she collected her thoughts. There was nothing around her. No roar of the crowd, no Jack counting down to ten, no Chrissy tearing off numbered pieces of clothing in rhythm. Just her and the boxes. And she said:

-I choose heaven!!!

Everything went silent. The sounds in the room completely disappeared from the tension. Jack gave a signal with his hand, and Chrissy, who for some reason herself could not help but make a sound. The case was open. It was the end of the game…