No answer again! Receive all three punishments.

Amy felt as if a cloud had been lifted from her mind and all of a sudden the events that had transpired became much more clear. That stupid app was messing with her, there was no way around it. Her sudden need to meet this random stranger, her lack of decorum, and, oh god, the hot and steamy sex with her new friend Paul! It was all because of this app!

"Where's my phone?! Quick, I need to see my phone!"

Amy looked around and saw it next to Paul, sitting on the countertop. He handed it to her with a confused look on his face, wondering what the urgency was. As she opened the app again, she saw it had been counting down before another three punishments would be applied and there were only three seconds... two seconds... one... She jabbed at the screen without even taking the time to read through the different punishments. To her dismay, it was just too late. The app had already alerted her that she would be receiving all three of the following.

Breasts of Friends - The player's friends now collectively own her breasts. They can look at them, touch them, dress them, and change them however they want. They all intuitively know this and have no inhibitions about doing so.

Objective Taste - The player will lose any opinions she had on subjective topics. If someone shares their personal opinions or recommends ones for her she will believe them to be objective fact.

May I ___ - The player will feel compelled to ask for and receive permission before performing common everyday actions. The extent of this is undefined and randomly occurring.

Paul, meanwhile, looked on in stunned silence. It was one thing after another with this girl, he thought. He looked up and down at her still naked body. It was worth it though, dealing with a little peculiarity for the great time they'd just had. As he looked at her, he decided that as hot as she was, she could use a little improvement. With a determined thought he willed her breasts to grow a cup size or two, becoming tantalizing E-cups. At the same time they grew firmer and perkier rising higher on her chest as if they had never experienced any sagging before. Once they had finished their magnificent transformation, it occurred to him what just happened.

"I just- Woah! It's just like the game on your phone said! I don't know how, but I just sort of knew I could do that and it worked."

"No shit! What'd you do that for? I thought you said we were friends?! Why do guys always have to make things weird like this?"

Then again, she thought, why shouldn't he change them? Not only were they his to do with as he wanted, but the idea that sexual topics were too intimate for platonic relationships seemed foreign as well. She now knew this was the result of the punishments she had received, but try as she might she couldn't rationalize any impropriety.

"I'm sorry. I mean, you can change them if you'd like, but maybe give me a warning first. These are a lot to deal with without being used to them."

She brought her hands up to her chest and felt the soft skin of her new breasts. They were 100% real, that was for sure. As she lifted them higher and dropped them, they bounced for several seconds before returning to rest. She would need new bras if Paul decided they should stay like this. First she needed to figure out how her phone was making these changes and how to undo them. She looked for any clues as to how to fix what had been done and found an unread notification within the app.

"The player may undo one of her current punishments by winning a round! If all punishments are removed, the player may opt out of future rounds indefinitely."

So that was presumably the only way... She had to keep playing the game or else she'd be stuck accumulating more and more punishments. The health bar in the corner of the screen was empty, so it seemed like she'd have to wait before she could play again. At least she'd have some time before more changes were **** on her though.

As she stared at her phone trying to come up with a strategy to win, Paul came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her to grab two large handfuls of her chest. She knew she should be reacting to this, but she simply didn't see anything wrong with it. Let the guy play with his friends tits! No, she had to at least try to stop normalizing the changes. If she could get Paul to help her, maybe she could learn to act like she used to be.

"Hey Paul, I need you to help me right now. This app on my phone, it's doing something to me. I know I should be freaking out right now, but some of the changes are messing with my head. I need you to stop me when I do something that the app is clearly making me do. Like why am I still naked right now? Is that because it's normal to be naked around my friends or what?"

Looking over her shoulder, still kneading her boobs with his hands, Paul read through Amy's current punishments. Even though he found it came naturally to him play with Amy boobs, he now understood what he was dealing with. He had seen that the penalties for losing the game were actually responsible for the way his young companion had been acting this whole time. He was now faced with a choice to either help her beat this thing or give in to his temptation and see where things went from here.

"Honestly, it might be partly due to the Socially Challenged one. You seemed to be acting pretty freely even before we had sex. Normal people don't just start taking their clothes off just because they find someone attractive."

"Oh, right. I'll go put my clothes on I guess."

She walked across the apartment to the spot where she had carelessly discarded her wardrobe. As she picked up her panties, she stopped and stared at the fabric in her hands. She was frozen, unable to proceed without permission. She turned back towards Paul.

"May I get dressed?" she asked automatically.

"You may... put on your underwear." Paul answered.

He was really fighting his darker impulses as he considered the implications of having control over such an attractive woman. He wouldn't do anything she didn't want him to, but maybe he'd have a little fun with this. Amy was finally able to slide her panties up her legs and put on her ill-fitting bra. Her breasts spilled over the top of the cups, but they were otherwise held in place.

"May I put on the rest of my clothes now?"

"Yeah, why not?"

Paul watched as she returned to an acceptable state of dress, but decided he'd like a better view of her chest again. His moral quandary didn't involve any lust he felt towards that part of her body due to the earlier punishment she'd received. Her v-neck stretched with the rapid expansion of her boobs until a canyon of cleavage was visible to anyone who glanced her way. Amy wobbled unsurely before finding her balance.

"Dick! I thought I told you to warn me! Listen, I can't play another game right now and it's late. I'm going to stay over so I won't have to deal with my extroverted punishment."

"You can if you want, but it might be polite to ask first. I have to work tomorrow, but later I can help if you want to hang out some more and figure out the stuff with the app."

The two of them made their way back to the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed. After the revelation that there was truly a magic app and it had lead to them having sex, they were both too tired to think to deeply about it tonight. Amy still liked Paul as a friend, even though for her that meant that sex was also on the table. Paul, on the other hand, was fighting the urge to pursue something more, but not that hard as his hands returned to grab a boob as he fell asleep.