You are totally late

I groggily wake up. I think to myself that I had the most bizarre dream last night, and then I notice my surroundings. My cock dropped lazily out of my pants, and my pants! My pants are covered in wet stains from last night. Having difficulty taking this all in, your phone rings. It’s the Custom Girls app:

Sorry for making you late to work! Here’s 10 extra gems on top of your daily allowance.

Shit! It’s already 10! I’m late for work. I consider changing my dirty, sex scented clothes but I cant be bothered and decide not to. I rush out of my apartment and head to work.

“Pervert! You’re late!” My boss Alex explains, fuming as he gets up close to me. “My office. Now!” He stomps off, not giving me a chance to say anything.

Shit. I need to do something. He’s been looking for a reason to fire me for a while now. Desperately, even though Alex is male, I pull out custom girls to see what I can do.

‘Welcome back to Custom Girls! Seems like you’re in a predicament, so we’ll stretch the rules for you this time ;3’

Underneath that message a new profile pops up: Alex. Perfect. I select his profile and head to the permanent section of misc. 5 options are listed. I notice I have 20 gems.

Bargaining chip: 8 gems

Approval whore: 5 gems

Daddy complex: 10 gems

Inspection prone: 3 gems

Smell attraction: 4 gems

Bargaining chip is important, don’t know what it is but it seems like it’ll allow me to argue to keep my job some how. I buy thst instantly, as notification pops up:

Congradulations! You are one of the first customers to use this app on a biological male! Here’s 6 gems for this achievment.

Okay… I’m not gay. This is just so I can keep my job. But that leaves me with 18 gems. Approval whore will probably make it easier to argue with him, inspection prone is cheap but I don’t know what it is. ****, I still buy it. Smell attraction, I mean I smell, really bad right now, so if he was appreciative of that instead of disappointed maybe thst could help.

I’m total I bought the bargaining chip, Approval whore, inspection prone, and smell attraction, leaving me with 6 gems. I enter the room. I toggle awareness off for all of them, hoping for a better deal.

I enter Alex’ office to see him double over in some type of pain as he grabs his crotch. “What the fuck are you doing?!” I exclaim, not actually caring that much just wanting to lower his ego.

“Sorry! Sorry! Ugh… just um… here. Here are the keys to my new chastity cage, because I have to give them to you now. Are you happy?” He asks, seeming almost genuinely curious as to my happiness. I grab the keys. This must be bargaining chips’ doing.

“Chastity cage?” I mutter in shock.

“Yeah. Do you need to inspect it?” He asks, like a kid trying to finish someone else’s sentence. This part is probably inspection prone…

“Yes. I need to make sure it is up to code and secure” Once I get past the shock, the reality of this situation is quite amusing. Going along with it, having to stifling a laugh.

He pulls down his pants and underwear and lets them sit halfway down his ass, allowing the excess but cheek to lean lewdly over the edge. His seemingly tiny cock was locked up in a small pink chastity cage. A small bush of pubic hairs sat at its base.

“Pretty sure that hair is against inspection code. Make sure you trim it.” I say, lying. I want to find out how far I can take this. “Turn around. I need to inspect your ass.”

Sir, please use professional language…” Alex complains as he turns around. I reach a single grubby hand out and grab a fist full of his cheek when I feel his hand come down and slap away my arm. “Sir, that’s not part of the inspection.. I’m not comftorable with that at all… In fact, stuff like this is exactly why we cannot keep you at our company. I’m sorry sir, but you are fired as of today immediately effective.”

“My bad. I was just trying to do a better inspection.” I grumble, letting go and sitting down across from his desk. I fucked up. I guess the app only has so much control. Alex pull his pants up, clearing his throat. He sits down, a stern look on his face.