Yes, quite a few more...

Avery squirmed at her desk, she was finding it hard to concentrate. Her mouth was parched and no matter how much she drank, she couldn't satisfy her thirst. She knew why of course. These nanites. They'd done something to her and now she needed, absolutely needed, sexual fluids. She'd eaten out Laurie yesterday morning and blown her boss in the afternoon so judging by her current craving she'd need to get some at least once a day if she didn't want to drive herself crazy.

She was so **** she might have gone around the office proposition people...except her boss had asked her to finish this report. That came first. She couldn't let him down.

She was saved by an unexpected visitor. It seems the only way for her to ignore her boss was for her boss's boss to give her an order.

"Avery, come with me." She didn't even wait for a reply before sweeping passed Avery's desk towards the conference room. Avery immediately got up and followed.

By the time she entered the room she was already seated. Avery bowed her head, "How can I help you Park-Sama?"

Ms. Park raised an eyebrow at the honourific, but then moved on to her reason for calling Avery in here, "You're Japanese right? You're fluent I assume?"

Avery gulped. How could she answer this? She'd never been to Japan in her life but her passport and visa said she had been born there. As for fluency...she knew no more Japanese than the average Canadian, which was very nearly zero. Except 'no' wasn't in her vocabulary and lies...lies were dangerous.

"I am a Japanese Citizen..." Avery said slowly, relaxing a little as none of her clothes ignited. It might be a change wrought by the game but it was true enough now, "I was raised speaking Mandarin. That and English are my only language proficiencies." Whew, she'd done it. No lies.

"A Japanese citizen that can't speak Japanese? Christ...well. I can't speak Korean so I can't blame you too much, but I moved to Canada at 6 months old....anyway that doesn't matter. You can still be of use to me. One of our major clients is planning to open a sister plant to the one we designed for them in Sarnia. This new plant is going to be in Japan but I've been trying to convince them to retain our expertise instead of going to a local firm. I'm close, I just need a final push. That's where you come in."

Avery nodded, "I am happy to help Park-Sama. You're talking about the cyclic olefin copolymer plant? I was on that project, did you want me to join the new team?"

Ms. Park chuckled, "Oh Avery...you're from what I've heard you're a fine engineer, but you're no superstar. You're involvement isn't enough to real in a big fish."

Avery was confused, but still eager to help, "I understand. How can I help?"

"It's hard being a woman in this industry. Harder still as an immigrant. And being beautiful? You've got all three. The odds are stacked against us, aren't they?"

Avery nodded, "Yes, that's true."

"So how do we gain an advantage? We have to use everything at our disposal. And I do mean everything. Do you see where I'm going with this? You're a beautiful young woman...it would have been better if you spoke their language but they won't want to hear you speak anyway. You're going to accompany me to a business lunch...but I'll be returning to the office alone. You understand?"

Avery did. Ms. Park was a lot more discreet than her direct supervisor but she knew exactly what she was asking for. Avery was supposed to seduce some business men to get their business? Ordinarily she would have said no. Would have angrily stormed out of the room. She wasn't a prostitute, she didn't even do that kind of thing with people outside work.

But this was FOR work. She was on the clock and that meant she had to do anything and everything her boss desired.

She nodded, "I won't let you down Park-Sama."

At the very least she'd also get the chance to satisfy one of her addictions.

---

Mal opened his eyes and saw a mass of brown hair blocking his vision. He sighed. Cindy. He could feel the warmth of her body against his. Her dorm only had two single beds so Mal was pressed right up against her. She'd paid him to spend the night, so he had ****. Although he did need to share a bed so it saved him having to scramble to find someone else.

At least they were both clothed. Not that Mal could see it. She'd teased him and showed her roommate how she could strip and dress him but put him in rather cozy pajamas without him even asking. Mal suspected she was more concern about her roommate than himself, but still, he was happy for the clothing.

Mal had been **** to explain the game to the two girls. Cindy was ready to believe immediately but the roommate had to be convinced, hence Cindy's demonstrations. When he got to the point of his explaining his X-Ray vision Cindy had been thrilled but the roommate gave him a dirty look and crossed her arms over her chest. He never did learn her name. She only ever spoke to Cindy except for the occasional single word comment to him.

Cindy started to stir and he realized his arm was wrapped around her. Not touching her breast, thank God, but still totally inappropriate. He slowly tried to move his arm but Cindy caught it and brought it back to her stomach, "Where are you going?"

Mal didn't reply. She thought it would be funny to make him mute last night.

Cindy giggled, "Oh right..." She reached out to grab her phone from the night table. She tapped it a few times, "You can talk now."

"I have to go home and get ready to teach." Mal wanted to re-establish their relationship in formal terms. He wouldn't slip into a casual tone with her without her meddling.

"Aww...but I thought we could shower together?" Cindy teased.

"That would be inappropriate..." Mal sighed, remembering last night, "That's the right word this time?"

"Ya ya. I removed all your vocabulary restrictions. For now." Cindy rolled over, placing her face just millimeters from his, "God you're even hotter first thing in the morning," She bit her lip, "Are you sure you don't want to fuck?"

The roommate must have been up because she was suddenly looming over both of them, "He said no, didn't he? Isn't it time to cut him loose?"

"Geez, chill Ash. I'll share!" Cindy said in a mocking tone, but she did finally get up and off the bed, "You know I can't cut him loose. This app threatened me. Now that we know magic is real...well...I have to mess with him. For the sake of the universe!" She said dramatically.

"The universe? Is that what you're calling your pussy now?" The roommate, apparently named Ash, said.

Mal stood up and both women looked at him. He tried to make sure it was obvious he was making eye contact, he couldn't let his eyes drift down. "If you'll excuse me I really do have to get going. Cindy would you give me something appropriate to wear for work? And I'd appreciate if you didn't assign me any more jobs. I'm always happy to see you during office hours but I really would like our relationship to be strictly professional."

Cindy frowned, then opened up her phone. She tapped on it a few times then looked up, "There."

Mal could feel the clothes on his body had changed, but his arms were completely bare, "A wi-tank top?" He nearly called it a wife-beater, but he felt like that was inappropriate and caught himself.

"You have nice arms. You won't get in trouble for that," Cindy's tone changed suddenly and for the first time since he'd known her she seemed totally serious, "But what are you going to do? You said you'll swap every 24 hours unless you cum...but your female self still has a job to do?"

Mal clicked his tongue, "I don't know. Honestly. I'm going to have to work out a schedule. Since I can't swap back and forth at will I'll have to have days for teaching and days for my assistant...I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'll figure it out."

Cindy nodded, "I'm not going to stop using the app...but I'll try not to mess up your life. You have my cell number now. You can text me when you need something."

That was as good as he was going to get from her. He nodded, "Thanks." Then he finally left. He had just enough time to rush home and grab he things before heading back to his first class of the day.

---

Jade pulled the lid off the sharpie...here goes nothing...she carefully wrote on her leg...Confident.

She was normally a very confident person to begin with, but today was different. With Mal's help she'd put together a rudimentary business plan and managed to get an appointment at the bank. It was only an initial meeting so she wouldn't be walking away with a big fat check today, but she still needed it to go well if she was ever going to be her own boss.

She was tempted to write more, but she had no idea how the transformation would really manifest. There was plenty of room for it to backfire on her.

She finished getting ready and headed out the door. Her outfit was a little slutty...ok, a lot slutty, but she couldn't bring herself to do more. She hoped Scottie Taylor liked big boobs...didn't all men?

She arrived at the bank and let the receptionist know she was there. She was told to wait and Scottie would be right out.

A few minutes later a woman walked out from the back and over to Jade, "Hi, you must be Jade? I'm Scottie Taylor."

Jade was disappointed. A woman? There goes her seduction plan. Oh well, she was still confident she could impress.

Jade walked over and shook Scottie's hand, "Like, nice ta meetcha! Totz looking forward to working with you." She hated her bimbo language, but hoped Scottie wouldn't hold it against her.

She followed Scottie back to an office where Scottie sat down, "Have a seat."

Another game-induced hurdle, "I'd, like, prefer to stand." Otherwise she'd end up in Scottie's lap.

Now she just have to avoid lying or saying the word tattoo. One should be easy, the other...

"So you want to open your own tattoo parlor? How long have you been working as a tattoo artist?" Scottie asked, sending shockwaves straight to Jade's pussy.

The rest of the meeting was just as torturous. While Jade tried to avoid saying tattoo, Scottie seemed to say it as frequently as possible.

At first the meeting didn't seem to be going well. Jade had experience and knew her numbers, but she had no assets for collateral and needed quite a bit of cash to get started.

Things started to take a turn when she mentioned Mal. Scottie's eyes lit up hearing about the Professor Investor with rather significant assets.

In the end Scottie was able to give her some promising words, "On your own I think you'll only qualify for a modest unsecured line of credit. Not enough to get off the ground unfortunately. But if this Mal is willing to sign as collateral I think we could get you where you need to go. There is just one thing I'm concerned with..."

Jade gulped, "Like, um, what is it?"

"Well I understand that you have a special exemption to offer sexual services within a tattoo parlor, it hasn't been done before. I can't tell if it will be boost or a drag for your customer base. I'm just not sure what to do about that..."

Jade tried to think. This wasn't a tattoo parlor so the porn logic didn't apply. She couldn't just offer this woman sex, she'd be thrown out. Then it hit her, "My funbags...just squeeze my funbags."

Scottie started at her for a minute and Jade thought she'd done something wrong, but then Scottie got up and walked around her desk. She reached out and groped Jade cautiously, but as soon as she started the caution faded, "Wow these things are incredible!" Scottie continued to squeeze them, "I feel like all my troubles are disappearing...yes...I can see why people would pay for this...alright. I'm sold. Bring Mal in and you'll get your studio."

"Really? That's amazing. I will, he's like tooootally in!"

Jade had to wait another 5 minutes before Scottie was done groping her, but she left in a great mood nonetheless. Her own tattoo parlor. It was going to be a reality!

---

Samira wondered how Matt was doing. She'd wanted to go with him, but he'd politely asked her to let him go alone. Asked, not ordered. She had to respect his wishes.

To a point at least...

She hadn't gone with him, but she'd never promised to stay away. She could see the clinic now, she was just waiting for him to leave.

She was worried about the potential side effects, this game had done some pretty crazy things to them after all, but she had to give him the space he needed. Which was why she was just far enough away to watch the door, hopefully without being seen herself.

As a sort of bonus she also got some work done.

The first time wasn't intentional. She just suddenly grabbed her shirt and flipped it up at a passing businessman. He looked stunned, but moved on silently. She checked her bank account afterwards, she'd made $100 on that.

She'd flashed 3 more people while waiting, all of them intentional. A male college student paid her $5. An elderly woman netted $145. And a middle aged man who was so distracted to walked into a pole paid $80. Just like the transformation had said she couldn't figure out the pattern, but $330 in 20 minutes was amazing. Even if she did have to show off her boobs for it.

Finally something happened. The door to the clinic opened and out walked Matt. She was wearing a long gothic dress and carrying a large bag. She must have prepared to swap and brought both sets of clothes. Did that mean he'd masturbated in the clinic? Or what?

Matt started walking away and Samira slowly followed at a distance. She felt a little guilty, but she told herself it was for the sake of her girlfriend/boyfriend.

They'd been walking for about 5 minutes when Matt suddenly wobbled and fell, just catching herself on the wall of the building beside her. Despite her desire to remain hidden, Samira rushed forward to help.

"Matt, are you ok?" She asked, grabbing her around the waist.

Matt blinked at stared at her, "S-Samira? What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't let you go through it alone. I waited outside the clinic and I've been followed you. What's wrong? Are you hurt? Is this a side effect?"

Matt bit her lip and moaned, "I...ooooh..." Then Samira realized she wasn't hurt, she was horny. "I...I need it..."

It? An orgasm? Samira looked around. They were on the sidewalk downtown, where were they supposed to go? Besides, they needed Jade's permisson...

Jade! That's it! The studio where she works is just around the corner, "Come with me." She grabbed Matt's hand and pulled her along, "Matt what-"

She cut her off, "It's Maddy. HIS name is Matt."

"His? Right, you talk about your male form as a different person. Maddy is cute, I like it."

She shook her head, "No. You don't understand. I am Maddy. He is Matt. We're not the same person."

"W-what?" Samira didn't understand.

"Oooh, I think...I think it's these nanites. Or whatever. I didn't feel this way last night. I have all of his memories...until the injection."

"Until, but not after?"

Maddy nodded, "I remember getting the needle and then nothing until I'm standing alone in the exam room with cum on my hands. It did something. Separated us."

"Holy shit..."

"Yeah...and that's not all. I'm horny and my boobs are bigger and...oh God..." She stopped and shook. Samira had to help support her weight as her knees threatened to give out, "I'm just getting more and more aroused..."

"Ok, we're almost there..."

They finally made it to that tattoo parlor and Samira wasted no time, "Is Jade here?"

The man at the countered nodded, "Eh? Oh ya. She just arrived. She's in the back. You have an appointment with her?"

Samira ignored him and led Maddy back there.

They found Jade just setting up her station, "Jade Maddy needs to-"

Before she could finish Maddy suddenly clenched Samira's hand and started to shake, "Oh, oh, ooooooh!" Her body shuddered as an orgasm ripped through her. Then suddenly she was gone, and Matt was standing there in a dress.

"Holy shit!" Samira said again.

Jade gave her a funny look, then turned to Matt, "Nice dress."

Matt rolled his eyes, "Thanks. But. Uh...what the hell happened?"

"You really don't remember?" Samira asked him.

He shook his head, "They said they needed to test it by having me orgasm. So after they left the room I started to masturbate. I came and the next thing I knew I'm here, wearing a dress. Speaking of that, I feel awful. Can I change somewhere?"

Jade showed him a spot and a few minutes later he returned in a dark button up shirt and trousers.

"Much better. So you're saying I was uncontrollably horny? Maybe it was just a side effect. I feel fine now except..."

"Except what?"

"Well...I'm rock hard. I'm not even aroused but it's just...there." Matt explained.

"That's like, fascinating but um...I have a client in a few minutes. Unless you need something..." Jade said.

"I do," Matt said, "I need a tattoo."

"Oh well, I can like, hook you up. Just not now. I can um...do it at 3?" Jade suggested.

Matt shook his head, "I have class..." The transformation that had de-aged him had also **** him to return to University. It was his job now as far as the game was concerned so he couldn't skip class.

"Tomorrow then." Jade said, "Now, like, get outta here."

"Let's go on a date!" Samira said, taking Matt's hand, "We have lots of time before class."

Matt nodded, "There's not much time. I mean, yeah, that sounds great."

---

Maddy blinked. She looked down at Samira who was smiling up at her. It didn't take a genius to figure out what just happened.

"Thanks for earlier. I'm glad you followed Matt to the clinic." She said.

Samira stood up and grabbed her hands, "Of course, I'm happy to have helped. And I'm glad you're here."

"You are?" Maddy asked.

Samira nodded, "I wanted to talk to you. I want to be sure that nothing's changed. Matt is my boyfriend and you're my girlfriend. Right?"

Maddy smiled, "No. I mean...I'm sorry. You are my girlfriend. We're girlfriends. And Matt is you boyfriend. I'd normally be against you dating someone else at the same time, but for him I'll make an exception." Maddy winked. Then she remembered, "Wait, I have school today? What time is it? Did Matt go?"

Samira bit her lip, "Well...no. He said..."

Maddy scowled, "What did he say?"

"He said you could do it." Samira admitted.

"Ugh! I don't want to go to class. We already got a degree. I don't want to repeat it any more than he does. That bastard."

"I'd offer to change you back but Jade is busy right now and can't give permission."

Maddy sighed, "It's fine. I'll just..." She picked up her phone...their phone...and looked at it. She grinned, "We have an hour still. You can't swap me...but I'm pretty sure Matt just left you hanging, didn't he?"

Samira nodded.

Maddy stepped forward and put her hand behind Samira's head. She pulled her in for a long deep kiss, then moved to whisper in her ear, "Now where's that key..."

About an hour later Maddy sat down in the lecture hall. It seems the game didn't care which of them attending their 'job' as long as one of them did. The university might have issues later on since only Matt was registered, but for lectures this would be fine.

She saw a man stopped beside her and looked up at him. He was staring at her. What a creep.

"Move," He said roughly, "I want the aisle seat."

Maddy was about to give him a peace of her mind when she found herself sliding over to the next seat. What? Why the hell was she listening to him?

"You-"

"Be quiet. Class is about to start."

Maddy's mouth clamped shut.

There was only one explanation.

Nanites.

Fuck you Doctor Cox! Maddy silently listened to the lecture while wondering just how she could get even with that so called doctor.