[ COUNTDOWN: 20 Hours 37 Minutes 29 Seconds ]
I sat in my bedroom, staring up at the timer inside of the cock-shaped system panel. In the middle of the night, when the countdown hit its midpoint, a sound played as fireworks shot out the tip, startling me awake well before it was time for work.
Slowly, I made my way to the living room. The apartment was empty this morning. Jenna must have had work today and left without saying anything. "Damn… a look at that ass would really get my morning started."
Pouring milk into the makeshift bowl I had made out of an old Tupperware container, a thought crossed my mind.
"Wait… the quest didn't give me a direct target…" Thinking on my options long enough, my cereal had become soggy and turned into a mess of wheat, food dye, and sugar. "I could probably cheat and get with Jenna again—"
An alert popped into my vision, almost forcing me to spill my breakfast.
Written on the glowing penis was a warning. Paragraphs and paragraphs of awful things that could happen if I tried to cheat the system. Most notably, there was an option that would reverse the effect to a point where the women around me would want to kill me.
Shivering at the thought of being pulled apart piece by piece, I decided against fighting the rules. "Damn thing isn't even trying to play fair… Can you at least act like you want to be helpful?"
Grabbing the gag hat to wear for a second day in a row, I said, "At least I can count on you," as I placed it on my head, laughing about how stupid the joke was.
Noticing the time was getting late, I headed to work, grabbing my keys as I walked out the door.
Walking through the glass front doors, I spotted my boss sorting paper tickets.
"Morning, Pam." She waved and continued sorting. As I reached the counter, she appeared out of nowhere.
"Holy shit… warn somebody," I said as my heart raced for more than one reason.
Pam had worn my favorite outfit, and I was taking it all in, her giant tits and perfect ass all neatly tucked behind a very strong pair of jeans.
Anytime she leaned over, it looked like her ass would blow out of the prison they were locked away behind.
The panel shot up as fast as I had while watching her work.
[ Use Forced Proximity Event ]
[ YES ] [ NO ]
Below, a new panel manifested.
[ Use during timed event will result in remaining time being halved, no matter when activated ]
"Of course, I'd be stupid not to hit yes this time… right?" I said as I mentally decided. In an instant, I was overcome with the feeling that I was going to be unstoppable.
My thoughts narrowed onto one thing. I was going to attempt to bone Pam now, at work.
To start my search for my co-worker, I left the front counter, remembering that she had walked toward movie room #3. Along the way, I remembered that room had the maintenance room hidden under the seats.
As I neared the room, her voice began to cut through the sounds of the nearby movies. She was cleaning after the last movie had let out. I walked up and began helping her clean the room.
"These assholes just think the room cleans itself, don't they?" I asked, breaking the quiet awkwardness that had crept in.
I turned toward Pam, grabbing her attention. "This place should really hire some maids… I'm fucking tired of picking up after slobs." I smirked like I knew the joke would land.
Watching her expression shift, it became more and more clear I was right. The joke was the perfect opener.
She began laughing uncontrollably, like an unseen force was tickling her in the most tender places. She laughed until she wiped tears from her eyes, punching me in the shoulder after.
"We are the maids, dumbass… You know, you're pretty hot, Adrian. Why did you get a job here? You could be like an action star or something," she said as the last piece of trash she grabbed slipped out of her hand. "Shit—"
"Here, lemme grab that for you," I said, handing her the piece of trash shortly after. "So, you got a boyfriend?" I prodded, trying to find out if I would even have a chance, the idea forming only moments earlier.
"I never see you with anyone… I always figured you'd be married with kids by now with that rocking body you got," I said, pushing a bit harder. The tone I used curled at the edges, tinged with a sultry undertone.
Pam giggled as the color of her cheeks rose from pale white to a bright red, just visible in the dark room. She was smiling ear to ear as she lowered her head away from mine to continue cleaning. "No, no… I haven't dated seriously since my freshman year in college."
Tying the ends of her bag, she continued up the short hallway, stopping just before the exit to place the bag in the can.
As I watched her walk back down, I brought the quest timer up, checking to see how much time I had left. An hour remained.
"This clock fucking lies…" I bickered as I dismissed the screen. "Guess it's go time."
"What about you, Adrian? Do you have a girlfriend? What about that girl you live with… errr, Jenna, I think was her name?" Pam leaned in, pressing her massive tits against me. "I'm sure you two fuck all the time, don't you…" she breathed in my ear like a rabid animal. "Does she share?"
Thoughts raced through my mind, the timer, the subtle hint at a threesome. Everything was moving so fast I couldn't think straight. I knew there was no way I could get both of them together before my timer was up.
"She may but this time I don't think I want to share you though…"