Cumplications and Gropespiracies

Ash was driving his lambo back from the pizza place and feeling great. The stooge next to him, Ben, had succumbed to temptation. His plans could go forward swimmingly. As soon as he got the chance to get rid of Ben and take Nuwa for himself, he would.

Ben said, “Guess what I just did?”

“What?” replied Ash dismissively. He had no patience for nonsense.

Ben looked out the window and said, “I set up a message.. on delay. It’ll go to erbody I know and it say somethin’ to the effect of.. ‘Ash killed me and betrayed Nuwa.’ Wanna know why I set up a message like that?”

‘Guh..! This guy is so cautious!’ Ash sneered and asked, “I don’t know. Why?”

Ben turned to Ash and said cynically, “I know betta. A slimey mothafucka like you? Alla' this money?” He patted the lambo’s interior. "You ain't got my back! But now.. ya do. You screwed if I don’t reset the delay on the message eryday in the mornin."

Gritting his teeth, Ash spat out, "We were a team already. Is this.. necessary?"

Ben smiled and said, "Ye, it is. We weren't a team until now, white boy. Now we real partnas in crime and it's sink or swim. You can set up the same fo' me."

"Fine!" Ash said with a scowl. He quickly set up a delayed email at a red light as well.

Ben ruffled Ash's hair. "Alright, kid. Chill out. You ain't alone against the world."

Ash was confused. A warm feeling trespassed its way into his heart. 'He's right.. He and I are partners now.. We can trust each other. We might even be friends.'

Before he could stop himself, Ash asked, "Friends?"

Ben shrugged and said, "Yea, man. Sure. We homies now."

An awkward smile came to Ben’s face and he was about to say more, but he got a call on his phone. He checked the caller ID and picked it up. “Sup, boo?”

Ash grumbled inwardly. This ‘homie’ of his had terrible taste in women if he still had feelings for that girl when Nuwa was on the table. ‘Apparently, he even customized her when he could have done it to Nuwa instead! Although, he did seem **** to share what the customization was. Well, more Nuwa for me then!’ Ash checked his own phone at another red light.

CG App Current Customizations to Nuwa Quest:

*Allows anyone to grope her breasts.*

*Nipple slips out of top randomly.*

Gems: 20/100

He started with 50 gems when he was given the CG App. He spent 40 on the groping customization, then earned 35 from the perverted antics he has been up to so far. Now he just recently bought the nipple customization for 25 gems.

The light turned green and he turned his attention back to the road. Meanwhile, he listened in on Ben’s conversation. “Ye babe. Shit’s whack. It can control yer mind.”

“You heard her. She a Goddess of Sex. No lie! She as irresistable to me as she is to you. I don’t blame ya.”

“Nah babe. Something happen and it lets us touch her tits witout a prob. Anywhere else and she won’t let it fly. She got magical powers too, so don’t fuck around.”

“Yea I seen ‘em. They real. You cured?! That mus’ be one of her powers then.”

Ash glanced at Ben and met his gaze. They both recognized the importance of finding out more about her powers. Any intel they get on her could be important to their survival and improve their chances at Goddess subjugation.

Ben slowly asked, “Can you tell me mo’, boo?”

“Sure. Oh? So you had sum Punishments from Gem Ladies.. and now..”

Ash egged him on with nods, barely paying attention to the road. They were fairly clear, thankfully.

“She doll’d up lika boujee hooker goin to da club? .. Ain’t dat kinda like what you was wearin?”

“You think she took ya Punishments somehow? Nice..”

“Oh?”

“Yea, babe. Keep us updated, but keep it hush too. It better she don’t know we sneakin around behind her back. We comin up on ya place. See ya soon.”

Ben turned to look at Ash and said with an undercurrent of excitement, “You heard, right? My girl will tell us her new Punishments, which Nuwa will later take on, as long as we keep her updated on what she can do to Nuwa safely.”

Ash pulled up to the place and replied, "Yeah, I heard. Is your girlfriend a bisexual pervert or something?"

Ben awkwardly explained, "Uh.. I customized her into a les’. It was.. ehem.. a decision I made under pressure."

With a click of his tongue, Ash parked the car and said, "You’re an idiot. That’s more competition for us. Then again, we could include her in our plans this way. Is she going to be part of our inner circle or..?"

Ben said, "I dunno man. She don't know about the CG App or that I customized her. I'd rather she not know, bruh. Can you picture it, though? Them makin out. All sloppy an shit. Tits and ass everywhere."

'Well.. he's got a great point.' thought Ash. 'I'd like some pictures of that for my fap collection.'

"You know your boner looks bonkers with how short you are." Ben added teasingly, pointing at his lower body.

"Fuck off, dude." Ash mumbled with an awkward smile, "You got the condoms?"

Ben pulled a small box out of his jacket, slapped it on his other hand, and raised his brows with a suggestive smile.

Once again, Ash felt an odd sense of camaraderie. He had someone with whom he now shared a common goal and was not allowed to betray him. Their cocks were the same size, so they could even take condoms from the same pack. He had no clue if any of this could be construed as gay, but he was happy to just have a real friend. Of course, in the end, Nuwa would still be his and his alone. In the meantime though, he didn’t necessarily have to hate Ben.

"Great. Let's go." Ash said.

They went inside and saw Nuwa meditating alone. Needless to say, what drew their attention was her newly inflated set of tits hanging by some flimsy strings. There was a puddle of cum in sight that she was able to keep from drying. Earlier, it had been hidden by her white shirt, but now the gelatinous mix of fluids sat rippling slightly in the tight nook formed by her cleavage.

"Cut it out." she said blandly, without opening her eyes. (If she did open them, she would see their bulges and would be compelled to get them off.)

The two men both looked away reluctantly. Ash had no idea how she knew they were staring at her. He suspected that all women had a sixth sense about it and it was not just Nuwa. While Ben was placing the pizza on the table, Ash asked rather straightforwardly, “Can I **** your milkers instead?”

Nuwa nodded nonchalantly. Ash approached and began to get busy on the F cup pillows. Before, Ash couldn’t see the cum storage area and could barely feel it, possibly because Nuwa avoided allowing it to touch her clothes, but now he was dipping his hand in there and smearing it all over. He got an even coating on her skin and cup portion of her dress. The slip-sloppy feeling of the cum gave each squeeze an even more luscious texture. He didn’t get to do this long before Nuwa went, “Hm?” and moved the cum cleanly back to where it started with a simple gesture.

By now, Ben had got in there and started groping too. Neither knew if it was ok to restart the cumplay again, but Nuwa didn’t tell them not to, so.. Ash went ahead and did it again. Seeing how Nuwa once again did not react, Ben joined in on the gooey activities. Nuwa once again realized something strange and moved all the cum back to her cleavage. It seemed she classified the cum getting everywhere as her own problem rather than something they caused intentionally. Basically, because they were entitled to grope her chest, it was unavoidable for the cum that she kept there to get everywhere.

Ben was looking at his perfectly clean hands with some wonder. Her cleanup job was almost instantaneous. Getting rid of cum any other way, for example with water, toilet paper, or even soap took way more work. The two of them kept their eyes off her chest and roamed her chest freely. Out of nowhere, one of the strings on Nuwa’s outfit snapped and the nipple on Ben’s side came exposed.

Ash and Ben both looked directly at the pink, semi-erect bud at the peak of her breast in wonderment. Of course, Nuwa felt their gazes. She frowned and complained aloud, “How can a magical dress break?” Nevertheless, she clearly felt that neither the hands nor eyes of her gropers were near the string that snapped, so they could not have been the culprits. Eventually, she attributed it to the thin spaghetti straps on her outfit. She lazily said, “Ben, be a dear and tie that up for me.”

Ash looked at his lucky partner with venom. He was indignant! ‘I’m the one who purchased the nip slip customization, but he’s the one that gets the first fruit!’ Even Kiesha was looking at Ben with open jealousy while she was coming down the stairs. As much as he wanted to take the opportunity, Ben wanted to appease the others, so he diplomatically said, “My girl know how a dress work. She can tie that up fo ya.”

Nuwa replied, “Hm.. I guess you’re right. Hurry over, Kiesha. No peeking now, boys.”

Ben returned to groping her mostly freed tit and made sure to generously tweak the bare nipple. Kiesha gave Ben the kind of sweet smile that promised a reward down the line and approached them at the table. Ash was tweaking the clothed nip on his side rather roughly. He wanted to steal that bare tit, but he didn’t want to start a fight. That would displease Nuwa and she might push them both away.

Kiesha’s bright smile uncontrollably became lecherous as she took over Ben’s position. Once again, Nuwa’s sexism came into play and she paid no mind to Kiesha’s open leering. Ash, of course, did not appreciate this. He was staring at the others instead of Nuwa while groping her, to keep himself from screwing up. ‘How come this bitch gets to look, but I don’t?! Seeing my hands knead Nuwa’s flesh is one of the most arousing parts of getting to do all this!’

Kiesha put her fingers upon the exposed nipple and pulled on it gently. She said with open appreciation, “Nuwa, I really admire your smooth skin.”

Smiling at the compliment, Nuwa returned it, “Thanks Kiesha. I personally like how soft your hands feel on my skin.”

“You’re too sweet. I use exfoliating lotion, but yours is on another level. How do you keep it so flawless?”

“Oh, my powers do that for me. They ensure that I remain desirable even if imperfections like scarring or stretching happen that I do not know how to remove..”

As Kiesha continued to gush with compliments and Nuwa politely answered, Ash and Ben were feeling left out. Neither of them bothered with or cared about skin care products. Ash had a feeling that Kiesha brought up this conversation for the dual purposes of actual skincare advice and the ulterior motive of playing with Nuwa’s bare nipple as long as possible before she had to fix the dress. He had a strong urge to ruin Kiesha’s fun out of pettiness, but Nuwa brought it up first.

“Come on, Kiesha. Finish up your fondling and get to fixing my dress. We’re heading out soon and you all have to be done eating by then.” said Nuwa with a smidgeon of impatience.

Kiesha plucked at the nipple a few more times and said, “Sorry honey. Couldn't help it. Your breasts are so well defined. Mine are shrunken back to how they were and I wish they weren’t!” She then got to work. She cupped Nuwa’s tit, pulled the string up, and barely managed to wrap her nipple back under the fallen flap when the knot was completed.

There was less string to work with now on the broken stringed half of the dress, so it ended up raising her one boob high, which made all the fat above the nipple begin to spill over the confines of the dress. The asymmetry would look improper, so Kiesha had to adjust the other side to match the shorter side. By the end, Nuwa’s F cup chest was pushed up, looking very constricted, and the well-defined limits of her pink areola peeked out each time Nuwa inhaled.

Ash made sure not to look too often at the display as he begrudgingly thought, ‘That damned lesbian’s handiwork is phenomenal. That is probably the absolute maximum of what Nuwa is willing to expose. Hang on, I just need a recording of her breathing and I can look at that gif as much as I want!’

It was risky, but Nuwa still had her eyes closed, so he figured as long as he acted naturally, he would be fine. He pulled out his phone, made sure to turn all the volumes down, pressed record, and sneakily placed the camera to be sticking out of the chest pocket on his jacket. Ash was right that in this instance where Nuwa did not have her eyes open or was actively monitoring the activities around her, she would not notice being recorded in such a natural manner. If Ash raised the phone at her to casually snap a picture, she would have been able to tell what he was doing by the sound of his arm and fingers alone and would not have let him off without severe punishment, even with the forgiveness punishment in effect.

Ash took a bite of pizza with one hand and pulled the phone out of his jacket with the other. He ended the recording and went to check his other notifications to make it seem like he was doing something of importance. Sure enough, Nuwa immediately spoke to him about his business matters.

“Ash, you’ll be providing any funds that Ben or Kiesha require from now on. You two lovebirds, quit your jobs immediately. You work for me now, but don’t go crazy on spending. Get Ash to pay off any pending loans and clear up your personal commitments so you can work for me without worry.”

“Okay, no problem.” Ash said. His heart, which was beating rapidly in fear, slowly calmed down. He almost thought he got caught when she addressed him. Sending money was easy, no problem. Him being able to safely record that video was more important. Ben and Kiesha thanked Ash with gratitude and surprise from how easily he accepted the idea of supporting them. Inwardly, Ash was dumbfounded, ‘Huh? These two care about money that much? Normies. I don’t get why people do real jobs when memes are the future.’

Nuwa mentioned, “Kiesha, if you can prove your worth to me, I’ll make your bust bigger naturally without any permanent side effects. Unlike skin adjustments, that’s something I can do.”

With stars in her eyes, Kiesha looked up and said excitedly, “Yes, ma’am! Tell me what you need me to do and I’ll do it!”

The boys looked at each other and thought together, ‘Maybe Kiesha can’t be entirely on our side after all.’ Ben knew most of all how insecure Kiesha was about her chest.

Nuwa thought for a moment and stated, “You can be my chief of staff. When we recruit more people, you’ll keep them from misbehaving and assign duties to keep things moving smoothly. My mission is to bring all the women with Gem Ladies under our protection and defeat the Succubi, so make sure you work towards that purpose.”

Kiesha nodded enthusiastically and said, “I’ll keep these hooligans in order!” She looked towards the boys and gave them a subtle wink.

After giving Kiesha ten minutes or so to eat, Nuwa stood up and blindly walked to a place facing away from Ben and Ash, who were still eating. She opened her eyes and said, “Let’s go to the mall. Eat the rest on the way.”

“Umm..” Ash spoke through his full mouth, “I don’t want a mess in my car.”

Nuwa was already going towards the exit and she demanded, “I don’t like seeing food wasted. Put it in the fridge or bring it to eat at the mall.” Before she made it through the front door, she froze. Her phone appeared out of seemingly nowhere and she stared at it. Ben and Ash were stunned. There were no pockets on her dress for a phone, so how did it materialize out of nowhere?

Of course, that was less important than what they later remembered about her telling them of the Gem Ladies App. Kiesha’s phone pinged as well, which she looked at with utter panic, before calming down and looking thankfully at Nuwa. The two women got busy playing Gem Ladies while the two men quietly finished their plates and occasionally shared conspiratorial looks at each other like 6 year olds with a secret.