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Chapter 4 by street0 street0

What happens next?

Stanley makes the girls work for a full five star rating

The blonde crawled under the diner table and started working his balls while the beautiful Latina sucked on the tip. Stanley groaned, sitting back in the booth. His chubby cock was getting more action today than it had in the past few years of his conspiracy theorist life.

"Sir, is everything to your liking?" another beautiful woman asked behind him. Stanley startled, and slowly realized that this was the manager.

"Uh, yeah. A solid 4 out of 5 at least," Stanley answered, low-balling the double blowjob that was about to push him over the edge in his diner booth. The blonde and the Latina redoubled their efforts, with Becky almost fighting to push the beautiful Latina off Stanley's cock.

The manager lifted her shapely eyebrow. "I'm sorry to hear my girls aren't earning their full five stars, sir. What can we at Wham Bam Diner do to make your visit truly memorable?"

Stanley thought in his blowjob haze. "Uh, first, can you tell me what happened in the calamity?"

"Of course, sir," the manager smiled. "The pink space haze blanketed our planet. For us women it was like a beauty care regimen or a visit to the spa, but 90% of the human men died. It was only later that we realized that as women we now needed a new essential nutrient found in the cum of the crafty, intelligent survivors like you, sir. The cum nutrient prolongs life, restores youth, and gives all women a radiant glow. That's why we at Wham Bam pride ourselves on being the best full service blowjob diner in the Tri-State area."

"Oh, wow," Stanley said. The blonde had pushed the Latina off the tip of his cock and hungrily assumed the lead blowjob position as the Latina resentfully began worshiping Stanley's sweaty, unwashed balls. He groaned.

"Sir, was there a second thing?"

"Oh, yeah," Stanley answered, processing the double blowjob high, his conspiracy theories, his resentment of women, and all the porn he watched in his bunker. He always wanted to be important. He could be important. He was important. He deserved this. "I've always wanted a rimjob. Can I get one of those?"

"Of course, sir. Becky, Luna, see to it," the beautiful manager delegated to the two blowjob waitresses, clapping her manicured hands.

Does Stanley get what he wants? Are there other effects from the haze?

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