Unknowing Flirt

With a quick tap, Alex selected his punishment, and closed his phone; his desire to play the game faded a bit, especially once class was over, and he had to rush to his second morning class for the day. Stuffing your schedule full of classes never sounds bad until you have 5 minutes to get between classes.

Alex was surprised when he walked into his next class, finally remembering he had Gavyn in another of his classes. Sliding beside the boy, Gavyn turned and smiled.

"Melissa!" He said with a laugh. "Kidding." He said once he saw Alex roll his eyes.

"You're so funny Gavyn." Alex said, the word meaning to come across as sarcastic, harsh even, but seeming soft once he stared Gavyn directly in the eyes. Gavyn blushed.

"Uhm, thanks Alexa. I thought you were gonna say that jokingly. You're sweet." Gavyn said and Alex shook his head, with a roll of the eyes following, and a finger towards the professor. When he did it, his brain felt like it was hurting a bit, as if it were paining him to even cut the conversation, and that short circuiting feeling came in.

"I meant it." Alex said. Gavyn whispered a reply.

"I'll take the compliment in any case. You want to get lunch after class?" Gavyn asked, and Alex found a chipper voice flowing from his brain, and positive thoughts dominate his psyche.

Getting lunch with Gavyn would be cool! Amazing! He was a cool guy and wasn't all that bad. "Sure! You choose!"

The two left the lecture hall together, heading to a Sports bar that Gavyn frequented, sitting down at a two-seating table. A waiter came out. He looked bored with how slow the bar was. After he took their drink order, brought them the food, he spoke up to Alex.

"Hey, you look pretty familiar. You come in here with your mom sometimes, right? Jessica Summers or something." He asked. Alex could tell he was trying to talk to their table so he wouldn't have to wait on anyone else.

"Uh, no. My name i-..." Alex said. He was caught off by the man in short order.

"Right. Jessica Summers is your mom! You're Cindi Summers." He spoke. Alex felt himself nodding along, vowing to end the conversation sooner rather then later; Gavyn wasn't paying any attention, stuck on his phone. Alex could play the part of whoever Cindi Summers was.

"You got me. I'm Cindi. How'd you remember?" 'Cindi' asked with a saccharine voice.

"Just good with names. Hey, this your brother or something? I've seen him here a couple times." The waiter said, gesturing to Gavyn, who stood up and put his phone to his ear.

"I gotta go! My campaign manager is calling me. Running for Class Council is a full-time job." Gavyn said, seeming to want to flee from the social interaction more than anything, leaving 'Cindi' alone with the guy.

"Not my brother. Just a friend." 'Cindi' replied. The waiter shifted uncomfortably, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, making 'Cindi'feel bad. He felt so wonderful today, and someone feeling bad hurt him. "Take a seat. You look like you could use a breather." Gavyn left the bar, and the waiter took a seat, with 'Cindi' wondering why the hell he was feeling so bad for the guy a few seconds earlier.

"That's cool. He's a weird friend for a pretty girl like you, I see him eating alone most of the time, muttering into his phone." The waiter said, shifting subjects. "Go to school here?"

'Cindi' conversed with the man back and forth for about a quarter of an hour, until a gruff, matronly looking woman came out and pulled his ear.

"You! I've been lookin' for you! What're you doing?" She said, pausing for a second, then immediately speaking up. "Not working I know that. Stop flirting, start serving tables."

He nodded. "Yes mom. Will do." Looking a bit defeated, he turned to Alex, and gave him a few more words. "Cindi, it was nice talking to you, we should do coffee sometime. You seem like the coffeeshop vibe."

"I loved meeting you too Roy - even though I wish we could keep talking, I think your mom needs you back to work." 'Cindi' said with a smile, giving her number to Roy and promising him a coffee shop outing.

Walking into his third, and last, class for the day, Alex had time to ponder what the hell the last few minutes had been, and his ease of falling into the role of 'Cindi'. An angry text to Gavyn, and an apologetic message response later, Alex felt a bit better, but still unsettled at how he'd acted, and pulled at his tight jeans during the class. They were so tight it made a slight bulge form where his dick was, and it was the opposite of comfortable.

Once everything was done, and Alex crossed the threshold into his apartment, he tore the jeans off, feeling as if he were ripping off a second skin. Jesus. They were that tight.

"What are we doing today?" Ethan asked Alex as they stood in the corner of the gym.

Alex's legs hurt. His ass felt like it was burning a bit. But he needed to deal with it. Like an addict needs their fix, he needed to know he was doing something, anything, to address his ass.

"I was gonna focus legs. Maybe some core stuff?" Alex asked Ethan. Nonplussed, Ethan smiled, and followed Alex over to begin their workout.

Zoning out to his music, Alex felt himself push through the pain and misery, focused on one, single, goal: the bubble butt currently attached to him. Any time he would tire a bit, he'd remind himself of that, and it helped him get through several workouts, with the only thing stopping him being Ethan.

"Hey dude, I'm done. You look like you're doing more though?" Ethan questioned, not having seen Alex so dedicated to physical fitness in a long while. Feeling his brain short circuit, Alex nodded, smiled, and got back to work.

With a huff and grinding his teeth, Alex dealt with the firey pain that was his legs, and the satisfying glow flowing throughout his body; once he checked himself out in the steamy mirror, he felt a bit better. His ass did look better. Bigger? Stronger? He didn't know. But it certainly was a nice ass.

A knock at their apartment door got Ethan up, and hurried Alex along to get dressed, as he remembered promising the old couple across the way that he would visit for dinner. Pulling on a button up shirt and some khakis, Alex checked himself out in the mirror, realizing, thankfully enough, that no bulge was in the front, only the massive pop out of his ass in the back...

Dinner with Jerell and Emelia Senior, as she liked to be called, was quite pleasant, and Alex felt himself conversing with them like an old friend soon enough.

"Jerell and I were talking about it yesterday, but goodness Alexa, you are a fine young lady, and we're quite glad you can have dinner with us." Emelia said as Alexa's fried brain burned a bit, and his spine strengthened a bit.

"Thanks. I'm glad I am a fine young lady." Alexa said with a smile and a grin, finishing the dessert, and then helping the older couple with the dishes, and other errands they needed.

"I'm sorry to ask dear, but we struggle cleaning some stuff, could you help?" Emelia asked bashfully.

"Sure! Of course!" Alexa said, finding himself bending down to grab, wipe, and clean up the house. Jerell and Emelia looked at one another, the girl's ass unknowingly swaying as she stretched for boxes, got on her hands and knees to help them clean, and anything else.

Alexa had no idea why exactly he was doing all this. It felt good to help an old couple, sure, but he was going above and beyond for this couple, and he had homework to go to. Eventually Alexa didn't have to wonder anymore as they no longer needed help, and Alex laid on his bed, exhausted from the long night. They bid him good night.

He got up, watched some games with Ethan, and passed out on the couch, happy to get some well-deserved sleep.

When Alex woke up, he groggily reached for his phone, feeling **** for a game of Gem Ladies as he came into the world of the living. Scrolling with an intensity he'd never had before, Alex found himself close to victory.

A familiar foe by this point, the demon girl smiled and laughed, presenting Alex his choice of punishments. He read them as intensely as a still sleepy person might and clicked his selection, passing out once he made his click, and clicking through some random pop-ups after the punishment choice.

Socially Online: Paltry (i) - User finds themselves with an account with 1000 followers on every well-known social media platform and begins to have desires to expand and grow the presence. Further upgrades will increase the effectiveness and growth of this account, plus worsen the addiction

Sashay, Strut, Walk-it (i) - Player finds themselves beginning to adopt minor feminine strides, including slight swaying of the hips, a bit of strutting of the shoulders, chest out, etc. Further upgrades will increase the obviousness of this.

Isn't it Assvious? - In public, player finds their ass the subject of a bit of visual attention, with player oblivious to their actions (clothes, body stance, etc.) which emphasize their ass, and verbal innuendoes they might create. Synergy options will strengthen this punishment.