A 24-hour diner

You drive around for a bit, unsure of where you wanna try this thing out when a grumble from your stomach reminds you of your light dinner. You spot one of those all-night diners with the metal chrome aesthetic that seems to be everywhere and pull in. There was a decent mixed crowd in, mostly college kids who weren't able to sneak into any of the bars in town, and a couple of the waitresses catch your eye as you're directed to a booth seat in the corner.

You double check the ring to make sure it's a non-reactionary model that your mom bought, then project your cock onto the table just as your waitress comes up with the menu. "Thanks for coming in tonight, how....can....I....." The petite blonde trails off as she catches sight of your dick, then slowly slumps forward, the menu slipping from her hands onto the table. Her eyes stare blankly at your member and she drools mindlessly. Her hand slowly comes up to rub your erection but clearly she is down for the count.

Feeling more confident after dominating your mom, you lean forward to speak to her. "For dinner tonight, I want you. You will return to the kitchen and grab a bottle of whipped cream. You will then come back here, and wake up, but will be unable to stop yourself from stripping down, laying on the table, and filling your cunt with the cream." She spins around and zombie-walks back to the kitchen through the oblivious crowd. At the last second you remember you are actually hungry and whisper into your ring, "put in an order for me for a plain bacon burger with a large fries and a coke" and project your cock onto her just before she slips into the kitchen door. You use your other ring to keep the command focused to just her (no sense in making the entire kitchen staff bring you one each). Eating pussy was great but not exactly great for satisfying real hunger.

Not long after she returns, and snaps awake just as she reaches your table. "Oh, um, sorry! I think I zoned out a bit there," she apologized as she gathered up the fallen menu. "Did you figure out- WHAT THE HELL?" Her questioned turned into a shriek of surprise as she dropped the menu again and her arms pulled off her button down shirt. "Why can't I move? What's happening to me!?" she cried as she unclasped her plain white bra. Her chest was almost flat but she had a pair of metal bars through her nipples, and a butterfly tattoo above her navel. You curse yourself mentally for not bringing the other nipple ring but she's cute enough to not turn you off.

"I have no idea!" you lie as you try to **** yourself not to grin. You instinctively check around to the other tables but no one is looking towards the panicking waitress. She is down to her socks and cotton panties, which you see have a tiny wet spot on them. "Please please please you've gotta help me!" she begs. You just lean forward on your hands and enjoy the show. She's definitely breathing heavily now. "Oh my god, are you getting off on stripping in public?" you ask her. Her mouth snaps shut but her face instantly turns beet red. Jackpot. You get another idea and project your cock back onto the table. Instantly she calms down as her gaze snaps to it.

"This is the sexiest thing you have ever done. You will think everyone is watching you, and that will turn you on so much. And I want you to narrate what you're thinking while I eat you out. Understood?"

She nods slowly and then light came back into her eyes as your cock disappears again. She clears off the table and lies down on it, with her cunt facing directly towards you. She whimpered in fear as she shook up the can of whipped cream but couldn't hide a gasp of pleasure as she sprayed it into herself. You leaned forward and took a taste lick. She was definitely wet now and the sweetness of her juices mixed with the cream was definitely unique. She looks at you plaintively with just a hint of heavy breathing and a blush.

"Please don't do this I've got a -aghhhhhhhhhhh!" Her protest turns into a scream as your tongue dives in on her shaved pussy. "Oh fuck! Oh god this feels good! Why does this feel better than my boyfriend?" Her mouth was running on its own. She instinctively tries to lift her arms to push you away but they're stuck to the sides of the table. "Oh god I love it! Fuck me please! Let everyone see I'm a slut!" Her gaze scanned the oblivious restaurant crowd, fully believing they were watching her. She moans and starts grinding against your face. "This is the best fucking thing in my life!"

She orgasms not long after, coating your face further. You sit back and wipe yourself off. "God you're tasty," you say to her panting form. At that moment another waitress came up with your plate. She stared straight through the writhing girl on the table and set the food down in front of you. You get another idea and activate your HCR. Your cock pops up from the table again and both of them instantly drop into a trance.