Cum magnet

Crystal tucked her chin and looked down. The tattoo on her chest read "Cum Magnet!"

Guys in the theater started towards her. They took turns jacking off on her. Every time a guy came on her, she orgasmed, which made her humiliation all that much worse. She had lost track of how many guys had jacked off on her, but it had to be over 20. By the end of the movie, every inch of her face was coated in cum, and her hair was sticky and stiff with drying cum. Cum dripped off her chin onto her chest. To make things worse, these perves were taking photos of her with their cell phones.

Finally, Crystal regained control of herself and ran out of the theater. Her panties were sopping wet with her own juice and the dried cum on her face felt like a mask.

Crystal ran blindly down the street ignoring all of the stares and yells. When she was in a quieter, residential area, she calmed down. She realized she was only about a mile from home.

Crystal walked home without incident. At home she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a stiff mess of plastered down strands and wild stiff lockes. Her face was white with dried cum, but to her relief, all the tattoos were gone.

She took a long hot shower, dried off, and collapsed on her bed.

The next morning she woke up. She felt strange, she stumbled to the mirror and gasped.