Wishing Fountain Performance

Punishments so Far

Synergy: Bimbo
Cheerleader outfit Lvl 2
Dancing Queen
Act the Part
Inked
Cold Front
Goldilocks
Yes (wo)Man
Entitled
Giggle fits
Old Faithful
French Introduction
Bathing Goddess (New)
Get out of Jail Free (New)
Shell Game (New)

Moany tried with all her might to stop her body from approaching the fountain, but she was essentially a prisoner in her own mind. Her legs were programed to their destination, while the rest of her was **** to walk as seductively as possible.

It was almost welcoming when her panic was occasionally interrupted by the occasional Bimbo thought of shopping and boys.

She stopped as she reached the base of the fountain. A few dozen people were at various tables around her, eating from the food court or planning where they were headed. At least a few people were looking at her, but Moany couldn't tell who.

To her dismay, her hands reached behind her back and began pulling up her midriff bearing t-shirt. "No, no! Please no!" she whimpered before breaking out into a fit of giggles. It removed, she began working on her strained bra.

There were gasps as her bare tiits finally broke free from their confines. They were even larger than she imagined. She heard someone drop their plate in surprise. She instinctively looked towards the sound, which her body interpreted as a hair flip before giving her onlooker bedroom eyes and a wink.

More and more people were staring at her, both at tables and shoppers stopping dead in their tracks. Moanys bimbo brain couldn't help notice a few hot guys looking. "Like what you see?" she giggled, before bouncing her yummy boobies up and down for them. She continued to jiggle them for a few seconds even when her thoughts returned to normal and she remembered how mortifying this was.

After bouncing her assets for a few more seconds, she spun around to face the fountain again. Her back arched forward, presenting her leather skirt clad butt to nearby onlookers. From this pose the bottom half of her ass was exposed. Not that it would matter much soon. Her hands went to the hem of her skirt and slowly, very slowly, pulled them down. She did this while popping her legs to give her progressively revealed ass a nice show.

Standing up, her hands wend behind her back as she slowly rotated with her legs slightly parted. Her body wanted to give her new crowd of onlookers a nice look at her bare ass and snatch.

No one even noticed when she stepped out of her heels, far too distracted by the show. She gave a kiss to the audience and posed a few more times, showing how she was clad in nothing but her demeaning tattoos.

Moana's humiliation received an additional spike of panic as she left her phone on the ground with her discarded clothing, and began to step into the water. The rational part of her brain was paranoid that the App might screw with her more if it was out of reach, while her bimbo mind was disappointed that she wouldn't be able to take selfies.

She reached the center of the fountain, which only reached up to the bottom of her pussy. She sat her ass down and let the poring water go down her front. The stream flowed along the contours of her enhanced rack, as her hands massaged the water into them, giving tickles of pleasure.

Her head occasionally looked towards onlookers, which had now formed a circle around the fountain, many filming her now with her phones. She noticed a few security officers watching her nudity from afar, but did nothing to stop it. After all, due to Get out of Jail Free punishment, Moany wasn't doing anything illegal. She momentarily considered the horror of the fact that this app could affect other people as well.

Tilting her neck forward, she let the water onto her head. She ran her fingers through her perfect hair like she was in a shampoo commercial, before slowly rubbing her face, removing the dry cum from her prior BJ.

As the spunk was removed, she once again tried to get her body to move, thinking 'there I got rid of it. Can I stop bathing now?' However, the punishment would not let her go until she cleaned herself fully. Her bimbo thoughts accepted this reality 'Like, a girl's gotta keep her self clean. Don't want some stud thinking I'm totally stinky. Gross.'

After finally finishing with her face an hair, which took way longer due to how long the latter was, she span around and let the water run down her neck and back for a a minute. She then post her hands onto the closest part of the basin for support and raised her butt to let the water onto it. She was especially outraged by this, as it wasn't even efficient, happening only to give more bare ass shots, made even more erotic by how the water flowed down the contours.

Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, her body's interpretation on how to wash her pussy was to position herself so the fountain water fell directly onto it. Her hand then went to wash it, but started rubbing herself far more than necessary, giving the real accurate impression to her audience that she was using the fountain to masterbate.

"Shit, shit. Fuck! No!" she said to herself. She hated how much pleasure this was giving her. Her fingering of herself could also be felt in her mouth due to her _As Above, So Below _punishment.

Mercifully, she wasn't **** to go all the way with this, as her body eventually decided it was clean enough.

After that, it was just a matter of the rest of her. Her legs, arms, midriff, and everything else received a good scrubbing. When she was done, her body stood up straight and gave a bow to everyone.

It was only then she felt an ounce of control return. Though she still had to move seductivly, she could finally choose her own destination. It took her bimbo self a moment to remember what she had to do, before it snapped back to her.

Crimson red in embarrassment, and slight arousal, she thought 'I have to get out of her. Grab my clothes, my phone. Where even are they?'

Looking around (again looking like a hair flip) she saw the crowd had now formed a complete circle around her close to the basin, and she couldn't tell where her garments and phone were. Furthermore, she wasn't sure if she could even get out through this crowd if she did.