How To - Staff Satisfaction/I Suck Ch. 02

Slowly, her hand began to move. She managed to grab her shaft and begin rubbing it, slowly getting faster and faster. Her partially paralysed body began to react, bucking slightly with the growing pressure in her penis. It didn't take long before she was engulfed by animalistic urges and she started to make noise again, vocally encouraging herself to cum. Eventually she could move her torso and sat up, quickly resorting to licking and sucking her cockhead as well. When she finally released she shot gooey loads all over the 'roof' of the container and her body, letting it drip in to her still frozen open mouth. It was mind blowing and she took another five minutes lying in the condoms and cum before she had to body strength to get up. She flopped out of the bin and fell to the pavement, making a splat sound that reminded her of dropping half full water balloons. She lay on the floor for a moment, before crawling to the package at the gate. A smattering of condoms and semen followed her like a sexual slug trail and after putting on her clothes she realised that they were see through due to the amount of semen on her body soaking them. As she stood, catching her breath, one of the girls came outside and opened her bin. She barely looked at Trish, instead cockily holding up another camera that was stuck to the roof. They'd recorded her masturbation! Knowingly giving Trish a look, she also nodded to the corner of the building and surely enough another camera blinked back at her. "We'll send you a DVD after edits!"

She swiftly strode back in to the shop and locked the door. Trish was exhausted and didn't have the energy to even make a comment. Besides, she was completely humiliated by everything that had happened in the last few days. She simply stood up, brushed herself off and staggered home, carrying her case of goodies with her. Luckily her room was empty, so she dropped down on her bed and fell in to a deep slumber.

She woke up with a start about 8 hours later. She had nothing to do for a few hours, so she decided to finally look in to the gift basket. It was full of sample products of bizarre natures such as 'futa to female formula' and 'lactatoraid!'.

"Like these'd work..." She mumbled to herself, deciding they were scam products like penis enlargement pills.

She knew she was being dismissive but she wasn't in the mood. There were several other products beneath including something that had a cartoon woman who looked like she'd been inflated like balloon and another that showed nothing but a picture of a tiny woman. Trish chuckled - maybe she'd try one on her next stream. But that would have to wait, because she had a job to prepare for. Looking at her calendar, her face dropped... Gloryholes... at least she knew what they where.

"9 to five for the next two days. Damn."

She lazily got dressed and left, looking for the room she was supposed to work in. It didn't take long to find, practically 5 minutes from her room. She entered the door and greeted the woman at the desk. "I'm here to..."

"YEP. middle door over there. lose the clothes."

Trish stood still for a moment before awkwardly squeaking "Ehh... it's my first day."

The woman looked up. she was old and had a stern look about her. "Listen, it's a Thursday daytime event. There won't be too much traffic. Now take your clothes off. Go in to the middle room and wait for punters. OK?"

She was really rude! But Trish's instincts kicked in and she stripped off, before walking over to the door. She left her clothes in a pile on the floor and entered. It was a tight squeeze for her frame, but she had enough room to wiggle about easily and turn around. There was a chair behind her so she sat down, and heard the door lock.

Then the waiting began. The walls where blank white, with a single hole in each one. The holes where opposite each other and measured a few inches diameter. The rest of the room was bland. Extremely bland, almost sterile. She Sat down, her huge ass making a plop sound as is slapped against the porcelain chair.

She sat there for about two hours and she didn't do... anything, save for play with herself. there where no features, no roof tiles, no mirrors, just a small white room. She frustratedly shuffled about, before standing up and stretching her legs. She was getting used to her pink complexion now and actually admired the smoothness of her legs somewhat. The room was too small to pace. She couldn't even really turn around without her huge tits brushing the walls.

Boredom set in and she began to talk to herself. To hum. Anything to break the monotonous silence. The more she lived this life, the more she realised she was at the beck and call of others. She wasn't sure if it was designed to be like this, but she was beginning to realise something - she was craving cock and cum. Craving it. She couldn't wait for her first customer today. She was bored of jerking herself off within the first 30 minutes!

After the estimated 6th hour, she was practically going nuts. Beyond that, at the 9th, she was at the verge of tears.

It turned out that not a soul had used her that day. The door clicked open and a disappointing looking receptionist handed her clothes over. "tomorrow... you're going to have to up your game."

Trish stepped out, looking ashamed. "I.. No customers..?"

"no customers for you. Who gives a fuck what you look like in a gloryhole? You had no hook. The other girls got all the action."

Trish was flabbergasted. She looked over at the other doors and saw customers waiting in line! "Wh...WHY? I was there all day!"

The receptionist smirked. "And you're here all day tomorrow. Look, I want to make money, why don't I advertise you as a one day event tomorrow? I'll keep 70 percent of your pay and you can use the false mirror gloryhole, but I can kit you out further and get you customers. In fact, here, take this. It should kick in by tomorrow and last the day."

She practically rammed a pill in to Trish's mouth and forced her to swallow. "Now Fuck off and bring your A game, I won't waste any more time on you."

With that, she turned and went back behind the desk. Trish was fragile - she just took the abuse and went home. "Tomorrow will be better..."

She felt funny, but not strange enough to combat the drowsiness coming over her. She didn't even make it to her bad and moments after stepping in to her apartment, she was out cold, lying on the hard ground. The next day...

"GAAAAHHHHH!!"

Trish had been staring in to the mirror for a good minute before she managed to yell. Just staring. She didn't know what was going on, but something was missing.

"MY COCK!?!"

It was gone. entirely. The rest of her was still there but her penis was no more, just a pretty but slippery pussy. She knew weird things went on in this place, but nothing so sudden!

"I THOUGHT SHIT LIKE THIS WAS IMPOSSIBLE!"

Two things ran through her head. The first, it was great to be all woman, even if she somehow looked like a more appropriate blow up doll now. But Second, well, she'd just gotten used to her dick. In a weird way she liked having it!

It took about 10 minutes for her to run down to the front desk of the gloryhole parlour. "What the FUCK have you done to me?"

The woman lazily looked up. looked at Trish's crotch that she was unceremoniously gesturing to. "That'll be temporary. Should last till just after your next shift. Talk to me like that again and I'll report you to the guard."

So casual. Trish was taken aback. And being threatened with being reported to some 'guard'? before she could sputter a retort, the woman continued, while going back to what looked like a magazine. "You're early. You won't be getting paid extra you know? But I have set up a show. Go in to the back office, they will get you in costume. I've had your advert on the front of the store and all over the web, so you should be fairly busy..."

Trish didn't know what to say. A familiar compulsion to do as she was told was bubbling, so she huffed, stamped her foot childishly and marched in to the back room, where she met a lady with pink hair and a large eye catching bust. "Aright girl!? I'll get ya set up..."

The back office was nothing more than a sleazy lockup. All around her where a multitude of different sex toys and clothing. Trish didn't like it one bit. "This show. Do I get any say in what it is...?"

She already knew the answer. It happened all the time here. There's a plan, a pre-thought-out way to exploit her that was going to happened. The grin on the busty woman's face said it all. "sorry Luv, I hear you need to make up for yesterday too. Don't worry, I'll make sure you have fun too!" She was holding a phallic device that seemed to be vibrating hard enough to almost break her grip. "Now be a good girl and put your head in those stocks there, before someone comes and forces you in them. I'm not really in to the whole command thing, so I'll just ask ya nicely."

She had a pleasant smile, hiding the fact she was passively threatening Trish. Trish stamped slightly again, before slowly shuffling up to a pair of stocks with a box over the headspace hanging from the ceiling. she softly stuck her face in to the hole. A soft click assured her it locked as soon as her neck got in to position, sealing her in to the pitch-black device.

"Now... What to do with you hey? Let's take a look..."

Trish could hear shuffling behind her, then felt strong hands pin her arms back. A leathery sheath like something was slid over her arms and tied to her shoulders.

"Ok, Armbinders on. Pretty basic so far... I think I'm going to go some something a little more exciting next."

So casual. Just another day in the office. with her head stuck in the hole in the roof, she couldn't see what was next to be added.

"Let's see. I want to add a sense of urgency. A bit of desperation I think. What's the best way..."

"You could give me a time limit?"

"Ha! No, you're in there until your times up. We need to give you a bit of motivation to work and I think I have a plan."

There was a wetness as the woman seemed to wipe down Trish's breasts and attach some kind of device. A similar feeling on her ass too. It felt like sticky pads where being attached to her body. The woman worked methodically, and soon she seemed satisfied. Next, Trish heard the sounds of metallic clanking and a heavy object drop to the floor before her pussy and asshole was swiftly applied with what felt like a lubricant. She could feel it running down her thigh, so much had been put on. She felt the woman's fingers explore her holes. Then mercilessly, an ovoid object was pushed right up in to her vagina! It wasn't painful, just shocking and even more surprisingly was followed by several more, each felt about the size of a tennis ball.

"My you're stretchy! Most women can barely fit one - but you're so tight as well! Lucky you!!"

She felt them filling her insides. They still didn't hurt, but she was getting an uncomfortably full feeling. She tried to push them out, but to her surprise felt a larger more penile shaped object get shoved inside her, blocking the exit!

"Wh... What...?"

"Shhhhhh... just getting you set up, that's enough for one hole."

One hole! was she going to fill her ass with these things too!?! Her face was beginning to go flush, she was actually panicking at the thought of being stuffed to the brim. Non-the less, she felt exploratory fingers prod in to her asshole, followed by what felt like a pipe. Out of nowhere, she felt a whoosh as liquid began to fill her bowels.

She could barely even make a sound as the liquid began to bloat out her belly, causing her even more distress. Her she could feel her rubber like body stretching out to accommodate the new mass filling her belly. It went on for quite some time before a sudden stop to her intake. The next step happened quickly - the pipe was yanked out of her asshole and what felt like a huge stopper was roughly shoved in to her butthole, leaving her no time to expel the liquid. Once inside, there was a definite pumping sound and the plug expanded, seemingly becoming impossible to push out!

"There we go. Now for your chastity belt, don't want anything falling out of ya. I think with your body type you're in no danger of and permanent damage."

Another couple of clicks and she felt a metal frame on her waist and over her crotch, tightly holding the devices in to her holes. She could hear a jingle whenever she moved her hips. The feeling of being so full was making her sweat and cramp up but no matter how much she strained she knew it was airtight down there. She was doomed to partake in the devices for however long her shift was. It made it hard to even think with all the pressure.

A clink, and her neck felt free. She dropped to her knees, a uncomfortable position and clumsily staggered to her feet, before looking in to the busty woman's eyes. A few last additions where added - a collar with a leash on it, some ankle chains that forced her to take tiny steps, a pair of horse blinkers that really limited her vision and some chain rings on her nipples and chastity belt that seemed to have sign's on them. Finally, the woman applied thick sparkling pink lipstick on to Trish's already bright red lips and applied heavy mascara to her huge dolly eyes.

"Alright! You're ready for action!"

Grabbing the lead, she began to tug Trish over to a box booth. All the walls where slightly tinted windows, with holes neatly cut at various heights and placements. "Oooh, quite a queue at the door, she chuckled, before opening a small hatch and letting Trish off the leash. "Remember, Left means this wall, right means this one, Ass means the back wall and All over means the front. Or maybe they're just playing with you, I don't know. Have Fun!"

What the fuck did that mean?? Trish was shoved in to the dark box and stumbled in to the centre of the tiny room. Her massively full belly lead her motion and sloshed her to the floor. The impact made her recoil as another horrible cramping sensation took hold and she jammed her eyes closed waiting for it to pass. Upon opening them, she saw... Herself?

There was her dolly face. Her Dolly body. Blurred vision aside, she took in the details of her outfit. Wires hung from pads on her breasts and butt-cheeks, linking up to a weird device on her belt. Her arms where in a pink arm-binder and had what looked like a battery pack on it. The most noticeable new feature though was her massively extended belly, making her look extremely pregnant. Beyond pregnant, really. She was huge.

She realised that all the walls where mirrored, making it a rather effective heat trap. She could already feel gloopy sweat dripping down her brow and tits. Looking herself over, there was a gleam to her skin as she began to feel the heat. She leant back and noted her gigantic stuffed arse felt soaked and slippery against the smooth mirrored back wall.

She could hear her heartbeat. It was so quiet, but she knew it was the calm before the storm. These mirrors where only one sided and she felt there must be people watching her struggle to find a comfortable position with the burdens she was currently carrying. She felt drool coat her lips - the sooner she started the better.

It took another ten or so minutes of sheer discomfort until something happened - not a cock through the hole, as she'd expected. Suddenly and without warning, everything inside her started to vibrate. All of it. The Eggs, the butt plug, the Dildo. The little bullets built in to the chastity belt. All of it exploded in to life and nearly made the over inflated blow-up doll drop to her knees. It was excruciating and heavenly at the same time and within moments she was losing her mind in bloated pleasure.

Her vision blurred even further and she gasped for breath, practically Cumming already when she felt a massive electric Shock rip through her Asshole.

"GAHHHHHHH!!"

What the fuck was that!? she stumbled forward before moments later getting another awful Shock.

"HUUUMMMMMMMMMM"!?!?"

The plug! It was shocking her ass! The liquid seemed to be giving the shocks extra impact as she span around, convulsing and shaking her body. During this moment it hit her - It was a signal! someone was waiting for service! Surely enough poking through a hole in the back wall a fairly large member was proudly waiting for her. As they shocked her again, she practically dove towards the dick and swallowed it down into her desperate throat.

She'd never been this enthusiastic to suck cock and for a glorious few moments she felt no more jolts. She greedily worked the penis, trying not to open her eyes. Her only view was her slutty reflection debasing itself.

She could hear dull mumbling from the people behind the hole as she pleasured the cock in her mouth, occasionally capturing a laugh or shout. Just as she was getting the point of making the cock blow its load, another shock ripped through her Left tit.

"Gulch..." She sputtered, dick in mouth. It shocked her again. "GAAAAHHHHHH!!"

This time, she rocked backwards off the man's prick and looked around, wondering why they were punishing her. Her eyes landed on another waiting schlong in the hole to her left. That's why.

During her third shock, she scooted over to the new cock and jumped straight on to it, not wanting a fourth strike. She bobbed quicker than ever, trying her hardest to make up for lost time. It seemed to work and the currents stopped for now while she jammed her face on to this new slightly bigger tool. She couldn't help but notice this time, her belly touched her knees. Was it still expanding? It felt like the case. She couldn't really check since she was sure if she stopped there would be consequences.

Eventually, her current customer began to buck a bit and Trish felt her mouth fill with the first cum of the day. She pressed forward, her huge lips touching the mirrored glass and leaving a red lipstick impression around the hole and swallowed, trying to impress. She didn't know what she was expecting, but within moments of shooting down her throat she felt the meaty shaft slide out of her greedy mouth. It was so unexpectantly casual. No sooner had he slipped his cock out of the hole a fresh shock jolted her backside. She automatically quickly stumbled to the back wall and finished off her original customer, this time taking his load on her face. The same thing happened again, she received another pulse on her right tit so she quickly addressed the next dick, aware that there seemed to be a fast paced turnover. pleasuring the laughably tiny todger as quickly as she could. She was a machine now - the only thing she could do to avoid the shock was suck dick as quickly as possible.

Tears where running down her cheeks, leaving thick mascara lines on her face and blending with her sweaty brow and cum soaked skin as she reminded herself she was to blame for all of this. She took the job. She was enjoying it and hated herself for it. She was contemplating a future shift already. The brutality of her position, the attention and the constant supply of dick was more than she could take. She wasn't sure if it was the excessive vibrations in her pussy and ass or the thought of her role that was making her cum so much!

The third cock took no time at all to pop and Trish Immediately spun round, looking for the next hole. Unfortunately, two where occupied! She had to make a choice and scooted over to the one on her left, plonking her fat lips on top of it. After about 10 seconds of sucking, she felt another shock. Knowing it was from the other dick, she quickly dove over to it and began to blow but...

"GHHHHHHHHH...!"

Another shock. Shit! They were making her run between them both! Every time she began working one over, the other would buzz her. before long there was practically a slimy trail of drool and sweat forming along the path to each hole. It was relentless, and she began to gasp for breath, her heavy stomach and tortured holes making her movement more and more difficult by the second.