Strutting into a Double or Nothing

Alex didn't awake until mid-day, with his phone buzzing like a hive of wasps, as he desperately groped for it. Accepting the phone call before he thought to check who it might be, Alex heard Roy, the man from the sports bar yesterday, speaking over the phone.

"Cindi, what's up?" Roy asked, not seeming to care, quickly speaking up. "Doing anything for lunch?"

"I don't know, I need to go to the gym, and uh...." Alex said, feeling foggy and defeated, chocking it up to yesterdays terrible homework.

A playful bit of back a forth later, and Alex found himself agreeing to a lunch coffee date, much to his own surprise, with Roy. Whether it was the man's stupid demeanor over the phone, his charisma, whatever, Alex kept feeling a bit attached to their conversation, and getting Roy to like Cindi.

Ethan was gone, having a morning class on Alex's off day, and it meant Alex could wonder the apartment all by himself.

Leaving his apartment, Alex felt completely off balance, only feeling comfortable as he sat on the bus. It was something with his hips, or the growth of his ass, or the tight jeans, or something. But he felt, most of all, that it came from how hard he had hit his ass yesterday, and the pain that pulsed from it still. A few glances did not escape his notice, and Alex was eager to sink into the bus's seat and disappear.

Playing with his phone, Alex popped open Gem Ladies, all his shame fading as he immersed himself into the game.

Due to prior selections, you are currently in Game Mode: Double or Nothing. Replay the prior level to remove the punishment you received. Failure results in a randomized selection of any prior, unselected punishments.

Alex made good on that potential way to remove a punishment from his favorite mobile game. He was sucked into another world, of swiping and gems, of potentially removing a punishment, when he felt a shockingly cold drink thrown right into his face.

"That's what you get Jessica! Think twice about taking Bradley." A shrill, slurred voice said, as Alex looked up, spotting three girls, one holding a now empty water container.

"Emma, what the hell! That's not Jessica!" One of the girls said, rushing over to Alex, who's shock had faded, replaced with a desire to finish his Gem Ladies game.

"Ye-yeah it is?" Emma, the owner of the formerly shrill voice said, sounding like a dog between its tail looked.

"Are you okay Miss? You're shivering. Thank goodness you didn't ruin her makeup Emma, _you look like you spent a long time on that makeup." _The Girl said diplomatically, as Alex began to talk to her, shivering like he just come from Antarctica.

Emma, Taylor and Ciaran all crowded around the paralyzed Alex, helping to dry her off, lightly patting her face. Alex felt himself feel a bit better as he talked with the girls, who eagerly seemed to want to put the incident behind them, promising to make it up to Alex sometime. He found himself fretting a bit over his makeup, and whether it was ruined, with the girls assuring him it looked fine.

His stop soon came, and the girls left with him, not eager to lose their new found friend.

"Where are you off to?" Asked Emma. "I'm so sorry. Let me get you lunch and a new outfit. I don't know how I thought you were that bitch Jessica."

"It's alright." Alex responded, feeling his phone buzz, unable to read the block of text Gem Ladies was displaying. "I'm going to see a friend, actually."

No play actions felt, ending match prematurely. Counting as loss due to being half way through the match. Randomly selecting punishment.....Selection chosen! -

Walk the Catwalk: Strut as if your on a runway, posing every time you stop.

Synergy created: Walk the Catwalk + Sashay, Strut, Walk-it = Model Behavior.

Model Behavior - User walks, poses and has the facial setting of a model, and is unable to turn the ability off.

Alex felt his hand drift to his hip, and a slight boost to his eye confidence pop up, as he stared Emma into the face and smiled. She nodded, and gave Alex her number, along with the other two girls, promising to make it up to him when she wasn't busy. Arriving to the coffeeshop, Alex stopped at the hostess stand, getting seated. It was fancier then he was expecting.

His psuedo-dalliance with Roy was, completely to his shock, enjoyable, and he found himself building off the conversation, getting sucked into the talk. He loved how he could tell Roy liked him, and some part of Alex was confused as hell as to what exactly was going on, but he shoved that side away.

"So Cindi, besides for school, what do you do." Roy asked as they wandered the cities streets.

"I love the gym." Alex responded. He had meant to end the conversation at that point. "Can you tell?"

Roy turned and looked at Cindi, who gave him a complete little twirl, letting more then enough time for Roy to get a healthy glance at Alex's perky rear. Blushing at his comment, Alex continued walking afterwards.

"I can tell." Roy said. His confidence swelled after a comment like that. "Maybe you can show me your routine sometime."

"Oh, that'd be amazing, I love showing my workouts!" Alex said. "First of, of course, is the squat and then...."

Roy looked taken aback, and regained the momentum, speaking up playfully. "Some other time Cindi? Preferably at a gym? I take photo lessons too."

Alex felt a bit bashful at his comment and nodded. "Su-sure!"

Ice cream was next, and Alex sat in a park with Roy, who promised to drive Cindi home.

"You've got something on your lip Roy." Alex said smiling, still having the thought of showing Roy is killer ass workouts bouncing around, knocking other thoughts out. Reaching over, he drew his finger over Roy's lips, and licked the ice cream off his finger. Roy looked taken aback.

He said nothing for a brief second, but when Alex let down his defense for a flicker of a second, Roy leaned over. "You do too."

Alex felt Roy's lips touch his, and briefly Roy's tongue attempt to enter his mouth, wrested back by Alex's efforts. Sensing he was unwelcome, Roy broke off the kiss, which was horrifying Alex internally.

"Too soon?" Roy asked, surprised at Cindi's complete change in demeanor from before. Had he made a wrong move?

"Uhm." Alex struggled to say yes. Fog and mist stuck in his brain, and he didn't know quite what to say, if anything. "A bit. I didn't hate it, just uhm, yeah."

"It's alright Cindi." Roy responded. "Let's forget it." The two dropped the incident and Alex felt a bit better.

In the car, he drove as they conversed, pulling into the semi-dark parking lot of Alex's apartment block. He turned toward 'Cindi'.

"Cindi, I've enjoyed this date, just as much as I know you have enjoyed it." He said with a confident smirk. "Want to see each other again? Maybe you can show me your gym routine sometime."

'Cindi' nodded, allowing Roy to open the door for her, and promising him a second date in a few days. Positive thoughts filled Cindi's mind until she hit the door, and Alex returned to the foreground, wondering what the hell that had all been.

Roy watched Cindi go, enjoying the sight; even in sneakers, she swayed her hips, had her back out a bit, walked like a woman should. He loved it. And those cute little poses she did. Plain adorable.

Ethan was at his fourth class of the day, and Alex once again found himself alone, with his only solace being finishing up the final bits of his work. With that, he returned to a passion he was starting to rediscover: the gym.

It was 2 and a half hours later when Alex felt himself come back down from the high of intense exercise, with a text from Ethan bringing him back. He'd ran, then done some upper body, drifting to core, but focusing again on his ass. When he'd looked into the mirror in the lockerroom, and the sweatpants were swallowed by it, he felt horrid, but also delight. He was dealing with his ass well, wasn't he?

Alex was beginning to forget what exactly he meant by dealing with his ass, but in any case, he was filled with delight by the end of his third ass workout for the week.

The mirrors on the wall of the gym reflected back an image Alex hadn't seen in the dimly lit locker room. He was alone, only a few people around, most distant, definitely one staring. Yet...

It wasn't Alex. Sure, he knew it was him, but someone must've pranked him. Or he was having delusions. On his face, his lips were cherry red, mixing with a soft red hue that made him think he was wearing makeup. His eye bags definitely were hidden. All in all, he looked awake, alive, and more feminine then usual.

Then he blinked.

It was gone. His lips weren't cherry red, he had no long eye lashes, his cheeks were not hue'd, nothing. Whatever he had looked like a millisecond before was gone. And no matter how much he blinked, it still stayed that way, for whatever reason.

Before he made ready to leave, Alex stared once more at the mirror. The makeup still was gone. Was he having delusions? A reminder of one of Roy's earlier comments popped in his mind: 'I take photo lessons too.'

What had that meant? Alex to send a photo. It was like a **** unknown to him guided him to stare at one of mirrors, head turned backwards, ass facing the mirror, as he snapped a photo. Looking down afterwards, he was glad the angle he'd taken the photo at, seeing at his tightly gripping sweatpants definitely displayed his dick.

Alex sent the photo off with a short caption 'Photo lesson number one ;-)'.

As he was about to leave, the worker who'd convinced himself that Alex was 'Brit' stopped him.

"Brit, you mind showing up tomorrow for my girlfriends class? She and I would really appreciate it." He asked. It seemed like an inncous request, and Alex accepted, feeling joy as he signed into the class as Britney Jameson, prepared to wake up tomorrow at the crack of dawn for the class. Listening to the man talk, Alex kept his hand driven into his hip, and nodded with a smile.

Ethan had made both of them some food, and once again, Alex leaned against his shoulder, listened to Ethan's stressors for the day. They watched a movie, and Alex lay in his bed.

Gem Ladies. he'd play one more round then he'd hit the sack. A pop-up came on his screen.

User, you have a chance to play Triple or Nothing. If you win this round, the following punishments will be removed: _Walk the Catwalk + Sashay, Strut, Walk-it, Model Behavior. If you lose, however, you will receive the following punishments: Socially Online: Paltry (i), & Isn't it Assvious?, along with a follow-up match with three random punishments.

Refusal to play will result in one random punishment being upgraded a level. Please select your choice:

Play | Refuse to Play

Staring at his decision, Alex wondered what the hell he should do; and furthermore, reading over the list of punishments he'd gotten, whether this game was changing him. That was insane. Loony bin material. A damn mobile game changing him. Alex crumbled that idea up subconsciously, threw it in a garbage can, and instead thought over his day.

At the gym, he'd felt off balanced, and frequently had stared at himself in the mirror. His chest has drifted out a bit, his ass thrust out like a girl, and he'd been swaying and walking like a girl. It had to be his ass growth. That was the problem. His hands had been on his hips to hide it. He'd be walking like a predator due to it changing his gait.

Assured by his own delusions, Alex clicked his choice.