Ruin her life, basically

*Smart bitch, not tempting fate after getting her **** on me.*

Stacey took a few minutes to try to wipe herself off and put herself together. The remains of her shorts could - just barely - keep her from directly exposing her cock though it looked like she was smuggling something and they were agonizingly tight. She dried most of the cum off her legs, but there were still large sticky patches that'd be obvious to anyone looking too close. That was the least of her worries though.

She went to the mirror and twisted around to try to see the new marker curses Krissi - probably back to Chris now, she realized - had inflicted on her.

It was worse than she had feared.

FAT JIGGLY ASS

UNCONTROLLABLE DIRTY TALK

NEEDS NEW MAN'S LOAD EVERY DAY OR ELSE SLEEP-WHORES (with an arrow pointing between her cheeks)

*Sleep-whores? What the fuck was that. Sounded bad, but taking a new man's load up her ass every day was just insane!*

There was more new writing on her ass but she was distracted by an alteration to a different command

TURNED ON BY HUMILIATING CHRIS had been altered - TURNED ON BY HUMILIATING FIONA it now read.

Turning white as a sheet she dashed out, not caring about her sorry state, to see her master and boyfriend.

She found him at the table passed out as if drunk, but when she turned his face over she saw the mysterious words - WERE-SKANK FIONA right below his hair on the back of his neck.

*Shit*