The less guilt-inducing target

Arthur watched the scene chick rising to her feet confused and slightly dripping. She shook her head clear of the post sex haze he placed her in, and looked around the bathroom as if for the first time. She caught sight of Arthur again, restarting her initial confusion. "Woah! You're not supposed to be in here. Are you drunk, pal?" She asked again for the first time.

"Well it is a bar, isn't it?" He responded, trying to play off his odd location while he thought of how to leave. Tammy stood in his way, and he worried how she would react to his bolting in her direction. He held up his hands in mock surrender, keeping them visible while showing himself her page in the App. Maybe there was something that could help him for under 11 gems. As the woman stared him down, he thought back to the achievements he could earn and looked at the categories other than face. Before he chose, he noticed that Tammy might also come with a preloaded curse, as her list button had a (1) next to it, like Bridget's had. He snuck his thumb to the screen while Tammy crossed her arms under her heavy chest, cocking an impatient hip.

"Hey, man, don't try anything funny. I've taken self defense classes." Tammy warned. Her build didn't imply any major training, but Arthur didn't want to learn how skilled she was the hard way. Reading his screen as fast as he could, he took in the curse Tammy came with. Magic Word: Follows any command that includes 'please.' The app informed him that her submissiveness level had met the unlock requirements. Despite her aggressive demeanor, it seems she liked being told what to do.

"Calm down." Arthur said, earning an angrier look from Tammy. She started approaching him with fire in her eyes, fists balled. "Shit, I mean, calm down, please." Arthur flinched as her first punch cocked, but it never released, instead falling limply to her side.

"Ok, fine, but why are you in here?" Her emotions were much more controlled, but Arthur was still in the wrong bathroom. The command had worked, and her reaction meant awareness was off by default. Arthur ignored her question, feeling slightly power hungry knowing this girl would do anything if he was polite.

"Do jumping jacks, please." Arthur requested, returning to the list of categories for curses. He wanted to add another curse to increase his Girl count. Even a cheap one would increment his achievement progress. Tammy bit her lip at his order, but dutifully began her exercise. Her braless chest swung wildly, each tit knocking into her ribs and each other. Her legs flexed deeply, indicating the fight training she had threatened Arthur with, though they now implied a sexual strength.

"What...are you...doing here?" She panted again, both from physical exertion and submissive arousal. From her influenced perspective, Arthur was rather annoyingly ignoring her questions, but the heat caused by following his orders made up for it a little. She could play up her accusations if he kept telling her what to do.

"Stop talking, and kiss me, please" was Arthur's response, and Tammy audibly whimpered as she leaped toward him, her limbs still swinging by her side as their lips awkwardly locked. "Mmph- no more jumping jacks, please." Tammy's eyes rolled back at a quick second command, and her kissing became more erotic as her passion increased when her hopping ceased. Her nails dug into his scalp as she wrapped around her kissing partner. She was glad the stranger had been a dominating guy and not a sissy coward.

Arthur's hands remained raised, as he angled his phone to pick a curse he could leave her with. Tammy's eyes skewed shut while his scanned categories, deciding Hands might be good while she was tangled in him. There was only one purchase available in this category, but a small count down timer beneath the header implied some kind of update at what must have been midnight. Still, Magic Touch for seven gems sounded appealing, since it matched her natural curse, at least in name. He didn't bother reading the description, just wanting to add Tammy to his Custom Girls roster and progress some achievements. As his purchase confirmed, he instantly felt the effect. His scalp lit up with knee-buckling pleasure when her slender fingers grazed across his head. He couldn't suppress the moans she caused with her massaging hands. He twitched as his skull felt like an erogenous zone under Tammy's touch. His spent cock twitched as unfamiliar pleasure lit up his neurons from a different head than usual. Even the hair follicles felt like bristling nerve endings between her assaulting digits. Arthur had to leave before he found himself fucking this girl in the stall. His friends definitely expected him by now. With all his willpower, he pulled his lips away to get her to stop.

"Please! Go masturbate and forget you saw me." Arthur gasped, cursing himself for not taking more advantage of his submissive new doll. She cooed in delight and sat bowlegged in the closest stall, fingers diving between her thighs before she touched porcelain. Arthur was out of the bathroom just as fast, hoping he didn't look like he almost got to third base completely above the belt. His friends all smiled as he approached, oblivious to his exciting evening. His cum still sat proudly on Bridget's face, and as his obedient Custom Girl was orgasming loudly in her stall, he imagined how he would be spending the weekend with his new powers.