They reunite at Kiesha's place. It reeks of sex.

Ben had called in sick to his warehouse job today. He had to. His balls were aching and he could hardly move. Kiesha was next to him in bed, sleeping happily. His beautiful, thin, fit, fat booty, black queen. She could sleep now that he flooded her pussy with his semen. Unfortunately, she demanded more than just one or two shots before she went to bed, thus his current state of **** fatigue.

‘My balls busted. Damn. Reminds me o that time the homies and I tried to fap eight time in a row. Shiiiet. Zit mornin already? Hurts too much ta sleep. Fuarrk.’

There were a lot of surprises in store for Ben last night. His conservative girlfriend opened the door for him wearing a sheer bodycon jumpsuit, which immediately drew his attention to the fact that her formerly A cup tits had become C cups. She pulled him in by the hand. The whole time they were navigating through the house, she couldn’t stop glancing at his crotch. When they reached the privacy of the bedroom, she didn’t bother holding back her stare. His dick was the only thing on her mind as she pulled off her clothes and they got busy.

Ben had no idea where her parents were. This was their house. Then again, they were sort of old and hard of hearing. He found it annoying that they refused to get hearing aids. Everyone else just had to talk louder. That used to annoy him, but now, he has come to a new understanding. He now appreciated their freedom of choice. He and Kiesha.. were REALLY loud last night and as much as it hurt now, he would have hated being interrupted.

The reason for that being.. Kiesha had become a total bombshell. In the first place, her chest was the only area she was lacking in. Now, she had that covered, but she had also become a cock-crazy bimbo. There was no way she could go outside like this. They had to have sex then and there. He could tell she was upset inside too. One of the few times she looked into his eyes last night, he could see a sorrowful, **** cry for help, behind the screaming moans of a well-fucked and appreciative slut.

Lying on the bed idly, a random thought came to him. ‘Could I customize her back ta normal?’ He pulled out his phone and started up the CG App. It was really slow to load. ‘This betta work.’ A minute and a half later, the list was up. Nuwa and Kiesha were at the top, as if the App already knew his deepest desires. He picked Kiesha and saw that her ‘Current Customizations’ list was empty. Whatever was affecting her was unrelated to the CG App, but he had a feeling it was related to those damned Succubi.

Ben tapped the purple bat icon. Seconds later, he heard a *poof* and Naho had teleported in from a purple cloud. He whispered, “Whatchu do to my girl?!” Naho looked at Kiesha and the cum drooling out of her pussy impassively. She took in the scent and explained, “She has the Gem Ladies App.”

“Gem Ladies, wassat? How I fix her?” he demanded. Kiesha rolled over her naked body to hug him, but continued snoozing. Naho said, “Gem Ladies is the sister App to Custom Girls, also designed by SuccuLabs. Nuwa is one of its players. Its purpose is to turn girls into sluts to improve our collection of lust energy. You can’t turn her back to how she was. She has to win her Gem Ladies rounds to remove her Punishments.”

Ben pointed at her and angrily said, “You bitchass hoes! Fuck me. I should have.. Never mind. What are Punishments? Is there any way to help her with the ‘Punishments’, as you call them?”

Naho raised one leg onto the bed, found the place under the blanket where Ben’s soft dick was, and started stroking. She said, “I don’t know. You could alleviate them.. theoretically. But customizations are only meant to make girls more sluttier and sexier, not less. One example is that you could customize her to have preferences towards lesbianism and Gem Ladies will take that into effect for her future Punishments. This way she might exhibit her newfound sluttiness in a manner you are more comfortable with.. but it could also break your relationship, unless you further customize her.”

Ben pushed her hand away from his sore willy. He forgot that this bitch took everything literally, even when he said something dumb like “fuck me.” More importantly, he really hated seeing Kiesha so cock-crazy. His anxiety was spiking! ‘I feel like if I let her outta my sights for five minutes, she finna end up in some down n’ out pimp’s whorehouse!’

He tried to convince himself of the benefits. ‘Bruh, issa necessary sacrifice. You and she real close and you still got dat App to keep her close. Plus.. what if she go aroun seducin other mighty fine hoes.. OKAY, then. It’s settled. Goal, set, and match.’

Ben navigated to the preferences section in the Misc tab. There was a Kinsey scale with a slider and it was at 1 out of 6. That means she was almost exclusively heterosexual, which made sense. Unlike him, Kiesha didn’t discreetly stare at the asses of girls who passed by. Moving her scale to 2 would cost him 15 gems. Moving the scale to 3, which means equal attraction to men and women, would cost him 25 gems, and so on.

Gems [60/100]

*Craves kisses (anywhere on body) with User = 9 gems*

*Kinsey scale at 5 = 50 gems*

*Summon (walking distance) = 1 gem*

Confirm Purchase of above items?

Yes.

Gems [0/100]

Eventually, he added a few extra customizations. Moving the scale all the way to 5 would make her almost entirely homosexual. Hopefully, that would involve less dick-related activities in her future Punishments. Her craving his kisses would keep them in some sort of relationship even if she was no longer as attracted to him as before.

Naho had moved her hand back to his dick, but all of a sudden, her nose wrinkled, her eyes widened slightly in panic, and she poofed. Ben wondered what was going on. ‘She only scared of Nuwa though, right?’

The doorbell rang. “Oh.. it IS Nuwa. She did say she could find me anywhere.” Ben attempted to get up, but he couldn’t muster the strength. ‘Hold up.’ He looked at Kiesha, who was now ostensibly as attracted to women as he himself was. Then he thought of Nuwa, the hottest woman he had ever seen in his entire life. ‘I fucked up, dint I? Bruh.. I don’t even care no mo. I’d be down ta see them biddies banging.’

He briefly wondered if Naho had intentionally manipulated the situation to end up like this, but then she shook his head with a chuckle. ‘That bitch too dumb to finesse somethin like that outta me. Izza coincidence.’

The doorbell continued ringing and a knocker joined it. Ben heard a few shouts from Kiesha’s parents. Apparently they weren’t so hearing challenged to be unable to hear the door knocker slamming. The door opened and he heard several sets of steps. Ben was having mixed feelings.

On one hand, he wanted Nuwa’s help for fixing his girl’s sluttiness, but on the other hand, he didn’t want to have to see his girl ignore all the feelings they shared and blatantly hit on Nuwa, which he could easily see happening. Heck, just earlier, he himself was considering fapping to Nuwa instead of going over to meet Kiesha, before he knew she was in trouble. Beyond all of that, he had to hide that he was a CG App user from Nuwa. He was practically in bed with the enemy. Letting out a sigh, he waited for them to find him.

Footsteps continued closer and soon the door opened. Nuwa arrived in fancy office wear. Her clothes provided much more skin coverage than yesterday, but she had dropped the tie, so the overall look was even sexier, due to the small amount of cleavage showing. A short white boy followed behind her in a red v-neck sweater and khakis. He had combed black hair and a cute face. Ben himself was naked under the blanket with his girlfriend’s arms wrapped around him and the whole room reeked of sex. He smiled awkwardly and said, “Hey dogs. Sorry, I can’t move.”

Nuwa smiled and said with a wink, “Ben. Nice to see you’re doing well. This is Ash. Just like you, he’s my direct subordinate. Make sure you get along.”

She waved her hand and the cum started to pull itself off the bed and the bodies, eventually going into her mouth with multiple throaty swallows. Ash stared at the scene with alarm and said with an excessively formal tone, “Hello, nice to meet you.”

Ben just said, “Yo.” from where he was. This Ash kid was not giving him a good feeling. He could tell from the way those shifty eyes drifted between Nuwa and Kiesha, the latter of whom was naked under the blanket. This guy was probably a complete and total degenerate. He had no idea where or how Nuwa picked him up.

Nuwa approached the bed and put her finger on Ben’s forehead. He felt the tiredness, soreness, and pain from last night all magically wash away. Not to mention his dick was back up and his balls felt loaded! Was that the side effect? For some reason, Nuwa’s eyes were uncontrollably drawn to the bulge in the blanket, his penis, just like Kiesha’s were.

She threw the blanket off of him and Kiesha to reveal both their naked bodies. “Hey! Boss.. gimme a break! Why my girl too?”

Nuwa looked over at Kiesha and pushed her out of Ben’s arms, then floated the blanket back over her. Kiesha grumbled and tossed her body around but still didn’t wake up. It wasn’t enough though. Ash definitely had a good look and Ben was glaring daggers at him.

At least until Nuwa wrapped her thinly clothed hands around his cock. Now it was Ash’s turn to glare daggers at him. Ben groaned at the soft and small hand’s grip. The fabric of the hosier was smooth and non-abrasive, so there was no need for lube. Her fingers started traveling along the veins on his shaft, up and down. He felt ashamed that the feeling was even better than actual sex with his girlfriend. ‘How it possible to be THIS good at handjobs?!’

Ash shouted angrily, “N-nuwa! What are you doing?” He ran up and grabbed her to try to pull her away, but Nuwa continued the handjob unhindered. Ash put all his body weight into pulling her away with that hand on her shoulder, but his hand was pried off her body by some invisible **** and he fell flat on his back.

Nuwa turned around to look at him blankly and said, “Didn’t I tell you not to touch me without permission?” She had slightly furrowed brows and it seemed like she was actually trying to remember if she said it to him. All of this took place while Ben was still groaning under the **** of her incredible tugging.

Ash looked like he was going to cry. He asked indignantly, “Why does he get a handjob and not me?! I’m the same rank!”

Narrowing her eyes menacingly, Nuwa said, “You would do well to remember not to demand things from me. If I have to tell you to show me basic respect one more time, you’re in for some Punishment. Next time, make a suggestion and I will take it into account.” Then, she laid her eyes on Ash’s bulge and said, “For now though, I’ll forgive you. Come over and pull down your pants.”

Ben had no idea what was going on, but he figured that Nuwa was dealing with something similar to what Kiesha had to deal with. Unlike Kiesha though, Nuwa was taking her Punishments all in stride. There was no sadness behind her eyes, only raw confidence in her overwhelming power. The degenerate stood up with excitement and pulled his pants off right away. He went from sad emoji to horny animal in the blink of an eye.

‘Woah.. This white guy is packin’ heat. How it even possible for his meat to be the size o’ mine on a body like dat? Damn.. it feels so good. She know how to work it. How many cocks she twirl between them fingers in the past 400 years, I wonda? I sure hope this don’t ruin sex for me.’

Nuwa was now stroking both their dongs at the same time. Ash’s groans soon joined Ben’s. It was likely that Nuwa’s left hand didn’t lack any coordination as compared to her right. Ash said, “Nuwa..!” To Ben, it sounded like he wanted to say more, but he eventually didn’t. ‘Thas right, white boy. Keep it hush and you safe. Talk too much and you a goner. It a miracle you even alive!’

While jerking them off, Nuwa’s former blank face was swapping between contemplative and repentant. It was strikingly different from the personality that Ben saw yesterday.. that of a mischievous and cruel Goddess with a human heart. She was rather open and transparent with her emotional state back then, but now, her mannerisms made it seem like she was intentionally inhibiting her emotions. Something about it didn’t add up.

When people are mentally healthy, they have an easily recognizable flow of emotional states, but Ben didn’t think that was the case for the Nuwa of today. All the things she could do with those powers.. housed in an unstable mind? ‘That a recipe for disaster! Still, what can I possibly do? Customize her? That’d be crazy. There nothin’ I can do ‘bout it, so there no point worrying ‘bout it neither. I should jus’ sit back, relax, enjoy the jerk off, and believe in the Boss’ ability to overcome whatever it is that happenin’ to her.’

Ash was getting close and he instinctively grabbed hold of Nuwa’s titties as he looked for that last push to get him across the finish line. Ben couldn’t believe his eyes. ‘Bruh?!’ His eyes widened in alarm.. but unlike how he expected Nuwa to kill Ash cleanly with that cumsaw, nothing happened. Nuwa kept stroking without any reaction. Ash too, widened his eyes and pulled his hands away from groping her breasts, all the while glancing at Ben more than Nuwa. Ben thought, ‘What the fuck. She ain’t react none. She dint do shit. Sus.. somethin is up. Why he more worried that I seen him do that than he worried about her killin him..?’

Another minute of pumping passed with still nothing happening. Now that both men had gotten over that scare, they were back to the edge of climax. Ben finally connected the dots, ‘That bastard customized her!’ He shot a subtle glare at Ash, which Ash caught and returned without subtlety. They both came hard to Nuwa’s hands, which interrupted their glaring, but when they opened their eyes again, their angry gazes were once again locked together. Ash even let out a little growl. He wasn’t backing down one bit, even if Ben had a full foot of height on him.

Nuwa didn’t allow the cum to land naturally. She manipulated the cum to circle her head in midair as it exited their urethras. Ash’s full cumshot eventually went down her mouth, while Ben’s joined her titty storage. Now that she completed her obligations as required by the Punishment, she returned to the business at hand. She said in an authoritative tone, “Get dressed. I’ll explain the state of affairs and the game plan shortly.”

Ben got off the bed and started dressing. Meanwhile, he requested, “Boss. Permission to speak to Ash, privately, befo’ the meetin’?”

Glancing at Kiesha briefly, Nuwa nodded, “Granted. Get along now, boys.”

Ash never stopped glaring at Ben the entire time. Now dressed, Ben pursed his lips tightly and wrapped his arm around Ash’s shoulder, pulling him out of the room towards the opposite side of the house. Ash tried to shrug off the grip, but it wasn’t going to happen. He was too small. Ben brought them to the basement bedroom. The dehumidifier was blasting nearby, so if they kept it down, no one would be able to hear them.

Ben threw the struggling and flailing Ash into a chair and whispered harshly, “What the hell, man?”