Relief duty

Ichika was in her first year at Hospitality and Culinary Arts College. She was excited to become a chef and one day start her own restaurant. There was a lot to learn, so she didn't pay much attention to politics. She didn't hear about the government passing the Sexual Relief Act, at least not until she saw Professor Hitchens fucking her classmate Yui on the classroom kitchen counter.

"What's going on?" Ichika asked Kaito, another future chef.

"Oh, Yui is today's designated sexual relief object. Under the Sexual Relief Act, we can all take turns fucking her and draining our balls in her. Or draining our ovaries, I guess," Kaito chuckled. "The government says it's to improve social cohesion and to reduce stress and social alienation. Every day one in every hundred women is designated as a sexual relief object like Yui."

"Oh wow." Ichika blushed.

That night after she went to bed, Ichika played with herself, imagining what it would be like to be a sexual relief object.

In the morning, there was a message on her phone: "Ichika, you are today's designated sexual relief object under the Act. You will go through your day naked and consent to every sexual act."

She blushed scarlet and set out naked from her home.