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Shivering with excitement, Riley looked at the bartender and said “You know, I’m… very glad these actually turned out to be real. These tits are amazing!”. She chuckled in response “I bet you must feel pretty hot with a body like that. I heard that the mind tends to adjust a little to the body its in, even without mental transformations”, she paused for a second, locking eye contact with Riley, and continued in a more raspy, seductive tone, “Tell me, you must find it pretty hot looking as if you were custom-made to be this club’s fucktoy”.

Riley, taken aback by the bartender’s straightforwardness, froze for a moment, before smirking and nodding confidently. “I do, yeah”. It was understatement. The idea of being used by all of the girls in the club made her quiver from excitement.

“Good”, the bartender replied, “I’m calling dibs on fucking you first, then”. In response, Riley slowly moved her hand down her cheek and neck and whispered “I’m looking forward to it”.

After a moment of silence and continued eye contact, the bartender pushed the dice toward Riley suggestively. She picked them up and rolled without hesitation. This time, the image did not leave any room for imagination. It was simply the word “HORNY!”, written in a silly, bubbly font.

It was a pretty good description of what was happening. While she was already pretty aroused from all of the flirting, as well as a whole club of hot girls staring at her tits, now it jumped to a new level. It felt as if there was a burning pressure between her legs, spreading out to the rest of her body. She yearned to be touched, to be looked at – to be used. The flames grew even higher, as she started caressing her body delicately, teasing herself in the process. As she looked at the bartender again, to say her eyes expressed desire would be an understatement. They pierced her very soul, as Riley pulled her towards herself and delivered a sloppy, sensual kiss on her lips, while also placing her hands on her boobs. Finally, she was being used like she was supposed to.

After signaling subtly to the bartender to keep touching her tits, Riley got ready to roll the dice for the final time. She rolled and displayed a shifting array of images – on each and every one of them, a girl was being groped, touched, eaten out, fucked, or sucking dick.

In her mind, seemingly nothing changed. Instead, everybody around her was looking at her… a little differently. As if they saw even less of a person in her. The bartender jumped in to explain, speaking in an aroused, seductive voice yet again: “You hit the jackpot, doll. It’s the only thing that changes the people around you, instead of you. By making everyone treat you like the main actress in porn”.

“So…”, Riley gasped, knowing where this was going, “…If I suggested paying for my drink with these…”, she pointed to her tits ” –I’d find it really hard not to oblige”, the bartender cut in.

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Shivering with excitement, Riley looked at the bartender and said “You know, I’m… very glad these actually turned out to be real. These tits are amazing!”. She chuckled in response “I bet you must feel pretty hot with a body like that. I heard that the mind tends to adjust a little to the body its in, even without mental transformations”, she paused for a second, locking eye contact with Riley, and continued in a more raspy, seductive tone, “Tell me, you must find it pretty hot looking as if you were custom-made to be this club’s fucktoy”.

Riley, taken aback by the bartender’s straightforwardness, froze for a moment, before smirking and nodding confidently. “I do, yeah”. It was understatement. The idea of being used by all of the girls in the club made her quiver from excitement.

“Good”, the bartender replied, “I’m calling dibs on fucking you first, then”. In response, Riley slowly moved her hand down her cheek and neck and whispered “I’m looking forward to it”.

After a moment of silence and continued eye contact, the bartender pushed the dice toward Riley suggestively. She picked them up and rolled without hesitation. This time, the image did not leave any room for imagination. It was simply the word “HORNY!”, written in a silly, bubbly font.

It was a pretty good description of what was happening. While she was already pretty aroused from all of the flirting, as well as a whole club of hot girls staring at her tits, now it jumped to a new level. It felt as if there was a burning pressure between her legs, spreading out to the rest of her body. She yearned to be touched, to be looked at – to be used. The flames grew even higher, as she started caressing her body delicately, teasing herself in the process. As she looked at the bartender again, to say her eyes expressed desire would be an understatement. They pierced her very soul, as Riley pulled her towards herself and delivered a sloppy, sensual kiss on her lips, while also placing her hands on her boobs. Finally, she was being used like she was supposed to.

After signaling subtly to the bartender to keep touching her tits, Riley got ready to roll the dice for the final time. She rolled and displayed a shifting array of images – on each and every one of them, a girl was being groped, touched, eaten out, fucked, or sucking dick.

In her mind, seemingly nothing changed. Instead, everybody around her was looking at her… a little differently. As if they saw even less of a person in her. The bartender jumped in to explain, speaking in an aroused, seductive voice yet again: “You hit the jackpot, doll. It’s the only thing that changes the people around you, instead of you. By making everyone treat you like the main actress in porn”.

“So…”, Riley gasped, knowing where this was going, “…If I suggested paying for my drink with these…”, she pointed to her tits ” –I’d find it really hard not to oblige”, the bartender cut in.

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