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Chapter 5
by MidbossMan
What kind of drink will you order?
Something stiff and cheap to loosen her up (costs 50 guts)
Bubblegum came in here and went straight for the bar, so you have to figure that in the end, what she wants is a real, stiff drink, right? High-end, vintage stuff is all a trap. At night, after work, the thing everybody wants to do is get shit-faced and in the party spirit. To that end, you order your go to: something that'll get you buzzed to high heaven without breaking the bank.
The woman regards you with a quizzical smile, as though waiting for you to explain why you're trying to impress your date with a drink that costs almost nothing and is almost surely meant to get her so drunk she'll have sex with you.
... You can't bring yourself to say that, although that's pretty much the reason. Your tongue feels swollen inside your mouth and no words will come out. You get the sense that the clown assistant behind the bar is regarding you with sympathy.
To your surprise, Bubblegum just laughs-- this was just her putting you on the spot for her own amusement, as she sometimes does. "I like the strong stuff too, Bowie. You're sweating bullets over there, but that's just the type of thing I'd order for myself if I was alone," she explains, her eyes forming happy crescents as you let out a sigh of relief.
... Oddly, it doesn't seem like the guy behind the bar has stopped watching you with that pitying look in his eyes. Does he know something you don't?
"And then they stick me with Licorice, like I'm not enough to manage the candy store by myself! Can you believe-- hic-- can you believe... What was it... Can you believe... Oh right! That? Can you believe that?"
You can't believe the transformation that's taken place after just one hard drink. Bubblegum's gone from complete composure to an angry drunk so quickly, it's as though she's a different person entirely. The bartender must have seen this before... He could have given you a heads up!
Bubblegum throws her arm around your shoulder and pushes your face into her cleavage as she keeps going. Maybe this isn't so bad.
"Didn'tja see how good I was at candy? I'm like, the best at candy! And clowning. Clown candy!" she rambles incoherently, holding you with one arm while she throws back another drink with the other. "Ya know? Ya know what? I was gonna be a teacher. Didja know that, did I already tell you?"
You shake your head-- you don't think she's ever mentioned that. Right now, watching her throw herself into a stupor, you can't imagine her anywhere near a classroom.
But... the traditional Bubblegum, with her prim posture, kind smile, and knack for instructing others... She'd probably fit right in. You sure wish you'd had a teacher like that in school, anyway.
"I thought this was just gonna be a temporary job! Like, I'd skip college and work here for a few years to get money and then I'd go teach. And instead I'm like... stuck here! Stuck like gum. I'm stuck being a clown," she sighs deeply, now lifting your head and squishing your cheeks with one hand. "How'd this happen anyway?"
You have no idea. How did this happen? This seems like a very odd place to end up working if you don't want to be here.
"Cause of the seeeeex. I love the sex. It's like... the beeest having sex with guys with sparkles in their eyes who just like, wanna fuck a clown, y'know? I mean, people wanna fuck teachers too but... ya know? Like, I can have all the sex I want here and the sex is greeeeeat," she explains, grinning broadly with a shameless expression. "And I'm really good at it. I'm sooooo good at blowjobs and shit. I love sex too much to be a teacher Bowie. I wanna have sex all the time..."
You encourage her to quiet down before the manager gets wind of this-- she's being a bit indiscreet!
The sloshed-out-of-her-mind clown grins down into your face with a toothy grin and disheveled hair, as your chin pushes into her bosom. "Bowie... C'mooon... Let's go to the powder room together..." she pleads, now hugging the back of your neck with both hands. Her advance is the kind of thing nobody should do in public and completely clashes with the mood set by the classy music. She's not even close to being the clown you pictured yourself dating tonight but...
((Lost 50 guts))
((Gained 20 guts))
What will you do?
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Down to Clown
1 guy and 100 horny clown girls
It's your first day working at Down to Clown, an adult entertainment empire that caters to specific clientele: clown fetishists! One-hundred sexy clown girls staff this fun-fair, entertaining customers with wacky spectacles and games. You're one of the few male staff, a glorified errand boy, running around the park and just trying to keep everything running. There's just one rule: don't fuck the clowns! Let's see if you can manage to engage in some tom-foolery on company time. (This story is game optional, you can either play it with stats or enjoy it without)
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Updated on Jan 30, 2023
by MidbossMan
Created on Jan 10, 2023
by MidbossMan
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