No.

Katie pawed desperately at her pants. The ring was racking her firm body with incredible lust, but she clung precariously to her failing self control. She had seen the store owner she'd be **** to fuck if she didn't get to her cash and get out of here in time. He pounded on the dressing room door. "Time's up honey!" he called.

At the sound of his gruff, male voice, the last of her will drained away. She rose, quivering with need, and opened the door. The grey haired man started to say something, but just gaped. Katie's need was unmistakeable, but the ring was going to make her work to satisfy it. She had to suck him off.

She dropped to her knees in front of him, nimble hands quickly unbuckling his belt. Something low in Katie's body clenched when she saw his stiffening cock. Her juices were running freely down her legs, soaking the skirt she was now trapped in. She drew his dick into her mouth, sucking eagerly and skillfully, using her tongue. He came enormously, shooting his load partially down her throat, then onto her face and luscious cleavage.

And just like that, the lust was gone.

The man stumbled back, panting. Shame caused Katie's cheeks to turn crimson.

"Good girl Katie" the ring whispered to her in it's throaty voice, as a stranger's cum ran down between her breasts. "You're well on your way." The costume twitched on her body, a living thing. Katie ran from the store with tears in her eyes.