There is a contest

You know those bouncers I mentioned? The gigantic women? The man now walking out on stage makes them look tiny. He looks like he's well over seven feet tall, but he's still built like a barrel, and it's all muscle. He has the same black suit and bald head as the women, but he also has a red tie and a goatee. It's easy to tell who the newbies are in the crowd, we all gasp at the size of this man while the senior crowd snickers at our reaction.

“Good evening,” says the boss in a voice that sounds like his throat is grinding rocks. “Welcome to our little club. I hope you are enjoying yourselves. You can come back any time, there are enough members now that you'll always find a fellow UDA user to chat with, but evenings like this are my favorite. I love telling newcomers about my little experiment.”

He smiles, revealing a mouth of the whitest, sharpest teeth I've ever seen. “You see, that's what the app is, an experiment. I don't mean in the scientific sense, just that I wanted to see what would happen if I created something that gave men like yourselves the chance to truly do what you want. So I did, and I gave it to select men on your campus. Some men put the app to good use right away, while others apparently don't pay much attention to what's on their phones and still haven't noticed it. That is very unfortunate for them, since time is running out. You see, the experiment only lasts for three months. At that point, you will not be able to capture more girls.”

All of us newbies go white with shock. There's random swearing through the crowd. Even the guys who've been here before don't look too happy to hear this. Personally, I'm kinda okay with it. Yeah, it would be nice if I could collect hot girls forever, but being stuck with only five devoted love slaves? Not a bad life. If I can pick up a couple more in the next month, bonus.

The boss continues, “However, there is one exception. As a way to drive you all to continue doing your best, there is a competition. To demonstrate how this competition will work, I will require some assistance. Girls?”

Three girls walk out onto the stage wearing serving girl outfits. There's a very tall Asian girl, a blonde with a great rack, and Brooke. My girl really looks great in that tight outfit, it's like an Oktoberfest costume and it really shows off her assets.

The enormous man on stage looks down at the girls with a smile. “Here are the finest captures that you newcomers have brought here tonight. Allow me to demonstrate something.” He pulls a device out of his jacket that looks like a black ray gun with a screen on top. He points it at the tall Asian girl and says, “Ooh, such a fine specimen. So athletic looking! And the device says... 8.7!”

He holds up the device, and we can all see that the screen says 8.732. Is that... a precise measure of how hot she is?

The boss proceeds to the blonde. He waves the device in front of her and says, “8.4! Apparently, she hasn't been conditioned very well by her owner and still has a bit of a snobby attitude. Women are definitely less hot when they think they're sentient beings, so work on that and you should be able to get a small improvement.”

He walks up to the final girl, Brooke. He's a time and a half her height and at least three times her weight. She looks like a toy next to him. She looks at me nervously, but I give her a nod and she smiles.

“Oh ho ho!” says the boss. “9.1! This little beauty is very hot and very well trained! Her owner did an excellent job!”

Not gonna lie, that feels really good.

He puts away the device and walks to the edge of the stage. He's about to continue when he notices a hand up in the audience. His smile disappears as he says, “Yes? You have a question?”

Some preppy looking guy lowers his hand and says, “Yeah, you said this experiment was only going to last for three months. Is this a pilot program that will get a full release later? Maybe expand it to other areas outside our campus?”

“That's a very interesting question!” says the boss.

Suddenly, a large, meaty female hand appears on the preppy guy's shoulder. He turns to see one of the bouncers. How the fuck did she get behind him so quickly?!

She says, “Rule three: Do not ask the boss any questions. He'll tell you what he tells you.” Without waiting for a response, she turns around and starts walking away, dragging the preppy guy by his shoulder. I don't mean she pulls and he follows, I mean she pulls, he's yanked off his feet, and he screams as her fingers dig into his shoulder and drag his body through the club to a side door. She doesn't even look like she feels the weight.

“No,” says the boss. "You only have the remaining month, then it's over forever." He turns to the stacked blonde. “I believe he was your owner, yes?” She nods, looking very frightened. The boss turns and looks at the guys in the audience. “Now you belong to... let's see... him. Hopefully he can train you better.”

There's a scream from the room where the preppy guy was dragged. The boss casually waits for the screaming to quiet down, then motions for the girls to go back behind the stage.

When the screaming completely stops, the boss says, “Now, as I was saying. There will be a competition. At the end of the experiment, every one of you will bring in your best girl. We will score them, and the man with the finest conquest will receive a special prize. Not only will your app continue to capture girls, but you will be able to capture anyone with it.”

A murmur goes through the crowd of newbies. We're all shocked by what this means. Obviously, none of us raise our hands to ask for more details. Fortunately, the boss has more to say.

“Yes, that's right, anyone. They will not need to match you back. They will not even need to have a dating profile. There will be no restrictions. You can capture someone on the other side of the world. You can even capture someone who already has an owner.”

This is amazing! Brooke is definitely the hottest girl I've seen here, so I've got a real shot at winning this thing. I look around at all the girls in the room. That black girl? I could steal her from her owner and put my white spunk in her amazing hair. That tall Asian girl? Those long legs could be wrapped around me in a month!

Then, for the first time all night, I take a good look at the bartender. She's tall, blonde, and stacked. She has lips that look like they were sculpted for sucking cock and eyes that beg every guy to fuck her. She's at least a 9.5.

I'm screwed.

“Gentleman,” says the boss in that deep voice that shakes my chest, “You have until 11:59pm, April 30th to find the hottest girls you can. I wish you good luck.” Then he walks off stage.

Immediately, all the new guys pull out their phones and pull up the app. By the time I get my phone out, they've worked through the few available 9+ girls and there are none left. The experienced guys laugh at this but it's an embarrassed laugh, they clearly did the same thing when they first learned about the contest.

The newbies start asking for their girls from the bouncer at the door and getting ready to leave. I feel like leaving too. As cool as this place is, I need time to think.

Elijah walks over to me. “Quite a shock, isn't it?”

“Yeah! So is that guy, like, an alien? The devil?”

He shrugs. “I don't know. We just call him “the boss”. You can ask him what he is, if you like.”

“Fuck no!” I say. Brooke comes out of the servants area, back in her red dress. I put my arm around her waist protectively and say, “Good to meet you, Elijah. Are you gonna be around the club often?”

He nods. “Yeah, man. I come here all the time. It's nice to see the girls that different guys have captured. It's also fun to show off my conquest.”

The smoking hot blonde bartender comes up to Elijah and puts both her arms around him, hugging him from the side and resting her head against his shoulder. Fuck, Brooke is hot, but this girl is definitely something special.

Elijah smiles at me and says, “Take it easy man. I'll see you later.” Then he turns to Brooke. “I'm sure I'll see you later, too.”

Fucking shit goddammit. I'm screwed.