I woke up to the sound of my alarm with a groan and opened my eyes, initially feeling well-rested and ready to start preparing for another dinner service, when a dull throbbing sensation suddenly filled my mind with one very particular urge.
"What the…" My voice trailed off as I threw off my sheets and stared down at my boxers to see an eleven-inch rock-hard pipe straining against the fabric. Another dull throbbing ache made me grunt in discomfort, and I quickly stood up and made my way to the bathroom.
Closing the door behind me, I pulled down my underwear and looked in the mirror, "What the fuck is happening to me?"
My cock was painfully erect and throbbing with every vein on the thick shaft standing out, while my balls were swollen and visibly weighed down with a heavy load. It felt like I was about to burst, and the discomfort was only growing with each passing second.
It was then that I noticed a flashing icon in the corner of my vision, and when I glanced at it, a notification popped up.
[Warning! You've gained the condition Minor Depravity, due to a buildup of lustful energy. This energy must be dispelled by engaging in sexual activities with a partner. Continued abstinence will result in greater penalties and discomfort.
[Condition: Minor Depravity]
Duration: N/A
Effect(s):
The efficacy of Skills is decreased by 5%
The efficacy of Hexes is increased by 5%
"Two days!? Two days without fucking is all it takes?!" I muttered angrily as I tried to recalculate my projections for tonight's profits with my current debuff, but even that proved to be too much as another pang scattered any thoughts from my mind.
'I can't take it anymore,' I muttered as I moved over to the toilet, desperate to relieve myself. Supporting myself against the wall with one hand, I closed my eyes, and barely a second passed before my mind conjured the image that had been running rampant in my mind.
"Oh, Ramon, that looks painful. Do you want me to take care of it?" Megan asked in a sultry tone as she stared at my throbbing cock with naked hunger in her eyes.
"Yes," I groaned, barely able to form words as I watched Megan slowly walk towards me, her enticing hips swaying side to side as her thick thighs rubbed together, and I couldn't help but wonder how soft they would feel under my fingers.
"You love the way my ass looks in these jeans, don't you, Ramon?" Megan asked as she stopped just out of arm's reach and turned around, sticking out her butt as she arched her back.
My mouth went dry as I traced the curve of Megan's fat ass through her jeans that looked like they had been painted on and would come apart at the seams at any moment.
"Well?" Megan asked with an expectant look as she raised her eyebrow and shook her ass side to side, making my eyes bounce back and forth to keep up with the recoil, "Yes, I love it."
Megan grinned, "It's very nice, I know, and I just bet you want to take that thick fat cock of yours and slide it between my cheeks, don't you?"
I quickly nodded as I felt inside me, tempting to break through, but I held back, desperate, holding onto my fantasy.
An audible moan escaped Megan's throat as she reached back and grabbed her ass pulling her cheeks apart as she bent over even more, "Do it then, I want to feel that hot rod of yours against my tight little pussy, who knows I might even let you inside and fill me to the brim with your sticky hot load."
"Fuck!"
I grunted as I felt the damn burst inside me burst as my balls squeezed and my cock jerked as what felt like an unending torrent exploded from my sensitive tip. Pure pleasure made my entire body feel like it weighed no more than a feather and made my mind spin.
"Oh well, I guess we'll have to wait until next time," Megan said disappointedly as she stood back up before fading away as I opened my eyes.
Despite it just being a fantasy, my heart was pounding in my chest, and I looked down at the toilet as I finished cumming, 'Fuck, no wonder it felt like my balls were about to burst.'
With a push of the lever, I disposed of my shameful evidence before hopping into a cold shower, hoping it would clear my mind. While my solo session had helped clear the immediate pain and discomfort,I could feel a growing urge in the back of my mind, and I knew it was only a matter of time before it would become debilitating.
'And if that debuff gets any worse, it won't be long before it neutralizes all my skills.' I thought darkly as I bathed myself, 'Luckily, the appliance I bought should help make up the deficit.'
[Appliance: P-O-S Terminal]
Cost: $2,560
Maintenance: $750
Slot(s): 1/1
Effect(s):
+15% to service speed
The POS terminal was essentially a computer that my waitstaff could use to electronically submit orders to the kitchen instead of handing me written notes. As for its effect of increasing service speed, I had to ask the system how the modifier functioned.
Overall, it had a similar effect to cooking speed by increasing the number of orders I would receive every two hours. The caveat, however, was that the bonus from service speed could exceed my cooking speed, meaning that with my current condition, I would only receive a ten percent increase instead of fifteen.
'I'll still see more orders than yesterday, but I was really hoping for that maximum 30% bonus. On top of that, I'm losing 5% of my quality bonus from my cooking skill. The only chance I have to even that out is if Megan managed to recruit one of her friends and make up quality with quantity.'
Letting out a long sigh, I managed to put aside thoughts of profit margins and production costs out of my mind, though it was a struggle, 'I guess old habits die hard.'
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"Ramon, are you here?!"
I picked my head up from the cutting board as Megan's voice echoed out from the front of the restaurant, "I am, but you shouldn't be. We don't open until four. Remember, you only had to be early yesterday for training."
I heard the sound of the kitchen doors swinging open, and I looked over with the intent to glance that turned into a full-on stare. My furious cutting came to a stop with my knife resting against the cutting board as my eyes roamed over Megan and the girl standing to her right.
'Oh, this is going to be a long day,' I thought to myself, powerless to stop my roaming gaze.
Megan had changed her usual attire, and while before I would have struggled to imagine her looking better in something other than jeans, I realized how naive I had been. Instead of pants, she wore a calf-length brown pleated skirt with a white buttoned-up shirt instead of her usual maroon pullover. Both articles of clothing hugged Megan's figure, especially the skirt, showing off her wide hips, leaving nothing to the imagination.
And as if that weren't bad enough, standing next to Megan was who I could only assume to be her friend that she had recruited for the waitstaff position, 'I'm in trouble.'
Megan's friend was just as enticing as her, even though they shared very few similarities, but variety was the spice of life for a reason. Megan's friend had a head of thick curly red hair that she had tied back into a loose ponytail with long bangs that threatened to cover her eyes. A pair of thick spectacles was balanced on her button nose, which was spattered with freckles that spread to her cheeks as well. And as her cherry lips smiled, I could see that she had braces, which I didn't mind one bit. While her face and hair might have made some, not including me, label her an ugly duckling, from the neck down was a body that would turn heads. Despite her unappealing fashion choice of a nerdy red buttoned-up shirt with an open yellow vest and blue pants.
Compared to Megan, her friend wasn't as thick or blessed in the chest department; her proportions were still mouthwatering with full, perky breasts, a slim waist, wider hips, and a taut, round bubble butt.
"Ramon, this is my friend Patty, Patty, this is Ramon," Megan introduced both of us with a smile as I walked over with a smile and offered my hand to Patty, "Welcome Patty, I'm glad Megan could rope you in to help out."
"Hehehehe," A nervous, anxious giggle burst from Patty's lips as she stared at me with a pair of wide, ecstatic eyes from behind her thick glasses and numbly shook my hand.
[Profile: Patty Paterson]
Status
Affection: 10/100
Lust: 15/100
Bond: Aquantience
Rank: F
Bio
Personality: ???, ???, ???
Kink(s): Unknown
Pact: None
I couldn't help but be surprised seeing that my affection with her hadn't started at zero, though before I could question it further, Megan grabbed Patty by the shoulders and pulled her back, "S-sorry about that, she didn't get much sleep last night."
"It's fine, welcome to the team, Patty," I addressed her with a smile which only seemed to make it worse as a bright blush spread across her freckled cheeks, "T-thanks!"
[Waitstaff: 2/2]
Megan Griffin:
Maintenance: +$250
Efficiency: +5% chance to upsell
Patty Patterson:
Maintenance: +$250
Efficiency: +5% chance to upsell
"Alright let's get you out of the kitchen, only got an hour to get you ready for dinner service after all," Megan muttered as she guided Patty out of the kitchen while flashing me an apologizing smile.
Not that I minded much as I watched them walk away, though I was quickly punished by a dull throb from below the belt, 'Like I said, a very long day.'