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The corruption of Stevie (Good Mythical Morning)	By : BIll_Jerkpole Category: -Misc TV Shows > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2411 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Day 20 (Monday)
Stevie woke up early; she had done so all weekend because of her bruised tit – the color was fading and the pain was all but gone, but if she turned or if Cassie hit Stevie's chest in her sleep, then Stevie woke up.
Rhett had taken the cameras from the ally – he had set up six different action cams and he had been filming from the fire escape, so Saturday night Cassie had been able to watch Stevie's rough ally sex, all three minutes of it. Right now Link was not in Cassie's good graces, but Stevie had defended him, saying it was her own decision and Link just had done what he had been allowed to. Cassie had gone on to say something about the Stockholm syndrome, but Stevie was pretty sure that she was doing these things out of friendship and lust – she was never going to get 'raped' again, but something about having her boob struck was not entirely unappealing – except for right now of course.
As she entered the studio there was a commotion: She looked around and finally saw what everybody was looking at: Link had honored his part of the agreement and was standing in a white “Slap my ass!” T-shirt and nothing else – Emily was already there and getting some slaps in, even though no one else was biting at the moment.
Stevie went over to the crowd surrounding Link, as he was saying something about being a good role model for sex positivity. Stevie stopped in front of him:
“So – do everyone get to slap you?”
Link looked a bit embarrassed to look at her, but tried to hide it:
“Yeah, everyone for the entire day”
“Great!”
Stevie walked around him and as soon as she was behind him she flipped him off. Then she lifted her index finger to her lips, to indicate the others shouldn't tell him anything, put her middle finger in her mouth and in one swift motion she jammed her finger as far into Link as she could.
“ArhhH!”
Link literally jumped into the air, and Stevie almost broke her finger:
“Wow! You really are a tightass”
She pulled her finger out while laughing and smelled her slightly brown finger:
“But not as clean as I would have imagined”
Link fought down the sudden pain:
“Very funny, let's not do that again”
Emily held up her phone:
“She doesn't need to – I got it on video”
The crew laughed at that and Jordan walked up to Link, slapped his ass hard and said in his Randy voice:
“A few more slaps and I might not want to see you stuffed and hung from the rafters”
As disturbing as it was, it didn't stop the laughing and as Stevie went to wash her hands, a few more from the crew gave Link a good spank or two.
They were only shooting two episodes today; the first was a long one: 'Cooking over a flame, if I get sick who should I blame?' Where they tried cooking everything from pancakes to bacon over candle light; they used a thin metal pan, five candles and gave everything twenty minutes or less, depending on if it seemed cooked or not. They knew that it would take a lot of time, and after several hours they finally finished just in time for a late lunch.
Link asked Stevie and Emily to eat in the office, and they walked towards the office to the sound of one hand clapping... Link's ass every time they passed another member of the crew.
Inside they sat down as usual, and started eating. Link finished chewing:
“So – after this Friday I have been thinking, and... I don't want to hurt you guys anymore, so let's forget about the list”
He looked a bit embarrassed, but at least he met their eyes for once. Emily looked up at him and then at Stevie:
“Was it that bad?”
Stevie took out her phone and showed her the video.
“Oh... that doesn't seem pleasant... but eh... if that is what you wan... ”
Stevie interrupted:
“OH NO YOU FUCKING DON'T! I didn't let him 'rape' me just to let you not puke on his dick - also I don't mind some piss inside of my sheath of pleasure”
Everyone else looked at her.
“No? I just thought I'd give it a try”
Emily shook her head:
“No – this is not some pornographic story written by someone who needs to use new terms all the time, because he has overused the good old ones: Pussy, cunt, vagina and dick hole is all we need. Also... I don't really mind the choking – I'm kind of in to it, just... follow my lead”
She gave Link a sharp look before she turned her gaze back to Stevie:
“Plus Stevie really wants to see me puke, and since we don't drink to excess during the workday, this might be the only chance”
“Good - then it's settled”
Stevie patted Emily's back with a smile.
The group went back to the set and got ready for the More: In it Emily, Stevie and two other crew members was supposed to taste the things that actually got cooked by Rhett and Link in the main show, and the same things made by Josh in the real kitchen – both variants was warmed in the microwave oven to disguise the consistency and have the contestants rely only on the flavor instead.
As the last of the lights were getting adjusted, Josh went over to Stevie:
“Hi Stevie – I know you just had lunch, and that you are about to eat more, but I have this pie...”
Stevie raised a eyebrow and gave Josh a crooked smile:
“What kind of pie is it?”
“A vanilla cream pie”
“I'll love to eat your creampie”
She saw movement in his pants, and held out her hand. Josh placed a small pie in her hand – it was heavy for it's size, but Stevie brought it up to her lips and bit in. As soon as her teeth penetrated the crust, hot thick liquid spilled out of the pie unto her chin. Stevie quickly held the pie with the hole upward, using her free hand to wipe her chin and looked at what was clearly cum on her hand. She looked over at Josh who was trying to freeze his facial expression, and Stevie kept looking at him as she slowly licked her fingers: It tasted a little sweeter than normal, and was somewhat more palatable than raw cum. Stevie started to slowly eat the the rest of the pie, while looking around and seeing a good handful of the male members of the crew keep an eye on her, as she with little doubt ate all of their cum.
As the last of the pie disappeared down her throat and she licked her fingers, Stevie saw a bead of sweat travel down Josh's face, so she walked over to him:
“Was that vanilla in the cum?”
Josh let out a grunt and a dark patch appeared on his pants. Stevie looked down at Josh's groin:
“Do you want some help with that? We could see if your... therapy has helped me”
Josh's eyes went wide, but he didn't say anything, so Stevie kneeled down and opened Josh's pants, pulling them down so she could inspect his underpants: The front was covered in cum as well as his cock. Stevie wiped the cum from the underpants with two fingers, making sure she had gotten everything, and stuck them in her mouth eating it all:
“That is not as good as the pie, but good enough”
She opened her mouth and let her tongue lick every inch of Josh's dick which hardened instantly. She licked the balls clean and finished by taking the dick so far into her mouth as she could, making sure it was as clean as a whistle.
Stevie stood up again:
“Thank you Josh – I owe you one”
Stevie had a hard time not laughing as she walked away from him, seeing all the slightly surprised looks on the others faces; even Rhett looked a little weird, but before long they started shooting and it was as though it hadn't happened at all, even though Stevie hoped everyone would be seeing her on her knees with Josh in her mouth, every time they shut their eyes.
One and half hour later the shoot was done – Link was stripping again, and Emily was looking a little pale. Stevie had seen Link say something to Emily before he started stripping again, so Stevie was anticipating a show. She went up to Rhett:
“You think they are going to do it now?”
Rhett looked confused at her, then at Link and Emily; he noticed Emily looking a bit out of sorts, and Link had his determined frown on display. Rhett sighed a bit and looked around: All of the crew was around; some was cleaning up from the last More, some was setting up for the next GMM and the rest was just looking over the script, making last minute changes and discussing if the changes was better than the original.
“I would have thought your 'dick cleaning stunt' would have been enough of a show for today”
“Nah” Stevie chuckled “and if this is as hot as I think it might be, I think we should give the encore”
Rhett looked down at Stevie, but before he could ask what she had in mind, Link spoke to Emily a bit too loud to sound natural:
“So Emily... you have had a lot to eat today – not afraid of getting bigger are you?”
Emily sighed as silently has she could, before looking up at Link:
“Now that you mention it – I think I might have overeaten a bit”
Link started stroking his dick:
“Well then – maybe I should give you a southern stomach pump”
Emily sighed one more time, looked at Links hardness and took off her top:
“Sounds swell Link – better get my blouse away, so it doesn't get puke stains on it”
Everyone stopped what they were doing – some looked taken aback and the rest looked disgusted, except for one or two who looked strangely intrigued.
Stevie looked around and found a pillow that was on set, but not part of the set, and threw it to Emily:
“Hey Emily! For the knees”
Emily caught the pillow:
“Thanks Stevie – you're a real pal”
The last part of the sentence was dripping with sarcasm, but she still placed the pillow in front of Link and dropped down to her knees.
As Emily took Link in her mouth they exchanged a look, and with instant regret, Emily nodded slightly, which was Link's cue to grab the back of her head and impale her; the dick disappeared into her mouth and down her throat and it when the balls hit her chin, she opened her eyes wide and a light brown, viscus liquid with pieces of food escaped the small gap between the cock and her food hole.
From the side it looked like Emily's mouth was a barf jet as the steady stream of puke seemed to force her off Link's dick and she bent down to cover his feet in sick. Link looked down with a look of two parts lust and one part unease as puke dripped off his shaft into Emily's hair, but he powered through all misgivings he had, and reached down to pull her up as she stopped discharging puke from her face opening: Slim and stomach content covered the lower half her face, and Link forced himself to smile friendly:
“That's a good little slut, now let's see if there are anymore you need to get out”
He led her face to his dick and she latched on like a calf to a tit. He face-fucked her slowly for a while until he was sure she could take another stab in her throat and thrust as hard as he could, once again unleashing a wave of half digested food and acid. This time he held her in place and as soon as he felt her stop puking he plunged his vomit stick into her again and again, continuing like that until nothing more came out of her, and then he started fucking her mouth with full force, until he finally felt ready:
“OH! YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD LITTLE BITCH... HERE IS YOUR TREAT!”
And with that he pulled her head all the way in, and came down her throat.
Emily could hardly see anything from the tears in her eyes, her mouth and jaw hurt and her stomach was completely empty, so when she felt him unload directly into her esophagus, she was relieved: Link let go of her, and she fell to the floor, vomiting all the cum he had just given to her out on the floor while feeling her own sick cover her face and hair.
Link breathed heavily while looking around to the stares of the rest of his employees:
“Well – that was fun... more fun for me obviously, but fun none the less... remember that if any of you do this, you need to clean up after yourselves”
Link pulled a bag of sawdust out of seemingly nowhere, got Emily out of the way and emptied the bag all over the lake of puke they had made. He wiped his feet and helped Emily up and said:
“I'll clean this up after I have cleaned Emily up”
Emily was in no condition to walk, so he lifted her up and carried her to the office, trying not to leave a trail of puke in his wake.
In the office bathroom he sat Emily down on the toilet and knelt before her:
“Are you okay?”
All the bravado he had just a minute ago was gone, and Emily saw the genuine concern he had for her:
“I feel like shit... and did you call me a bitch?”
Link gave her an embarrassed grin:
“Yeah... that is still so hot, and it was even hotter in front of everyone – do you mind?”
“Next time... I call you names”
Link nodded emphatically:
“You can call me everything you want – this was... thank you”
Emily was feeling a little bit better:
“I'll grab a shower and if we have some pudding or something...”
“No problem”
As Emily exited the shower Link stood ready with a towel, and in the office was four pudding cups, three jellos and some soda. Emily sat down, picking up a pudding cup and looking at Link:
“Well – you had some fun, so maybe... “ she spread her legs before continuing “...you could be a good little pussy eater and help a girl out?”
Link smiled and went down, making the same noises Emily was making eating pudding.
Meanwhile out in the studio the rest of the crew had seen Link carry Emily into the office – there was a muttering among some of them; it would seem they were worried if Link wasn't done, most of the crew was just shaking their heads and one had masturbated while watching the vomit fountain.
Stevie was not as excited as she had expected, it had been slightly gruesome to watch, not to mention the smell, but none the less since there was a break in the shooting and she was just a little aroused, she wanted to be banged by Rhett on the studio table:
“Hey Rhett?”
“Yeah?”
“Naughty time?”
Rhett looked down at Stevie who already was stroking his manhood through his pants:
“Surrounded by this stench?”
“I'm sure the smell is much nicer over by the main set”
Rhett looked over at the place, where he and Link had presented their family show for a long time, and last week had gotten a blowjob in front of all their employees. Rhett sighed, but Stevie's ministrations had gotten him into a launch position, and he knew that he had no defenses against her requests:
“Sure – wanna ride me in a chair or get banged on the table?”
“Table please”
They both laughed a little as they walked over to the set, taking their clothes off as they went.
Slowly the others noticed what was going on, and the talk about what Link had just done stopped: The crowd migrated ever so slightly over to the other set – one of the camera operators just went over and started filming, while others moved their hands down to their genitalia as Stevie positioned herself on the table, naked as the day she was born, and as Rhett, also nude, moved to eat her out.
Rhett licked around Stevie's moist mound, occasionally dipping his tongue into her valley of desire and caressing her peak of pleasure all while jerking his own pole. When she started moaning, he rose up and stuck his throbbing penis into her waiting depths and bent down to kiss her, and lick her breasts.
Stevie felt a nibble on her nipple and in response she grabbed Rhett's hair, holding him tight while his dick moved in and out of her at a brisk pace, and his right hand was massaging her clit. She forced his head up to hers to kiss him and tell him:
“Cum on my face when oh.. Uh.. When you are ready”
Rhett nodded and kissed his way back to her firm boobs, resuming his licking and nibbling.

Link came out of the office with female ejaculate on his face and two buckets, a mop and a dustpan. He looked over at the set to see Rhett plowing Stevie and smiled – then his smile faltered a bit as he saw some cum stains in places where neither he nor, he imagined, Rhett had been, but he had just put off cleaning to give oral sex, so for once he felt like he really couldn't complain.
The sounds of flesh meeting flesh and the increasingly louder moaning from Rhett and Stevie reached a crescendo as Rhett cried out in ecstasy, pulled out and put one foot on the table to paint Stevie's face in shiny white cum. The spray hit her hair, some went up her nose but most landed on her left cheek.
Rhett breathed heavily for about five seconds before he dropped down to the ground, licking and fingering Stevie until her cum covered face contorted in pleasure and her screams filled the soundproofed studio.
Afterwards neither Rhett nor Stevie cleaned themselves up: Rhett had wiped some cum off the table, and Stevie had cleaned up the fluids she had expelled onto the table and floor, but she just pulled on her clothes and Rhett did the same.
After work Stevie went home and had dinner ready when Cassie walked in the door. Stevie greeted her:
“Hi honey – had a good day at work?”
Cassie looked at her girlfriend:
“It was fine. It looks like you had fun today”
Stevie touched her face and felt the dried up cum she had forgotten all about:
“Oh – sorry I forgot it was there”
“That's fine; you might be a slut, but you are my slut” Cassie said with a chuckle.
“Damn straight! Speaking of which; I have now been on the pill for a week”
“Oh... well... as long as you have fun”
“You know I have fun, but you also know that is not the deciding factor in what I can do”
“Stevie... I fuck Lana as much as I want, and that is pure fun so I want you to have just as much fun as I do... but if it ever becomes more than fun...”
“It won't”
Cassie went over and gave Stevie a kiss:
“Good”.

Day 21 (Tuesday)

As usual the foursome was sitting in the office – the live show had been written and was ready for the road and the movie had it's skeleton, so jokes were flying left to right – everybody was trying to make each other laugh, to find the right pun or joke that would fit into the setting, scene or anywhere in the movie really.
After going at it for a couple of hours Link got up to go to the bathroom, but was stopped by Stevie: “Are you going for a number one or two?”
“One... why?”
“Well – I seem to remember something about you wanting to piss while being buried balls deep in me”
Link seemed split between the urge to pee and have sex, but as he was going to combine it, he just pulled down the fucktress and started undressing.
Stevie pushed Link down on the fucktress, rubbing herself as she placed herself for a 69'er: Link greedily lapped at her pussy, while Stevie slowly stroked and licked his dick, until it was hard enough for her to suck it. While Emily and Rhett still worked on the jokes, Stevie's head bobbed up and down, while Link used big licks to cover her entire snatch in every single lick.
Stevie felt wet and horny enough to start the main event, so she stepped off Link's face and mounted his dick, moving up and down at a steady pace. At this point Link didn't feel like peeing anymore, and Stevie knew she would have to ease off on her bouncing if he was ever to have a chance of urinate inside of her – but for a little while she allowed herself to enjoy the solid piece of fuck-meat sliding in and out of her.
Stevie stopped riding Link:
“Come on big boy, time to use that garden hose to water my flower”
Link quirked an eyebrow wondering if they had broken Stevie to the extend that she would turn into a poet, but then he started concentrating on peeing, letting his dick become just soft enough for the golden urine to flow.
“Uh yeah! – you like that slut? Having an internal golden shower?”
Link grinned as he filled Stevie's womb with pee and it started to leak down the sides of his cock. Stevie smiled and resumed bouncing on his still peeing dick, loving the feel of being filled with liquid. She clamped down on his dick as hard as she could and felt him grow entirely hard once again, both running towards the chasm of orgasm.
Link came first – his cum forcing more piss out of Stevie who followed as the warm, golden pussy filler became white, thick and gooey. Stevie collapsed onto of Link and gave him a quick kiss:
“Was that all you wanted it to be?”
“Yeah... that was great!”
Emily added, just before she turned off the camera:
“Link!... you peed your pussy”
That was not one of the jokes that would make it into the movie.

Link dragged the fucktress into the bathroom and rinsed himself and it off, to avoid the smell of piss spreading in the office – Stevie released her vaginal muscles over the toilet bowl emptying herself of most of Links urine and sperm.
Neither Link nor Stevie bothered with clothes – even though naughty time were over for now, there was still more than half of the workday left, and why bother when everyone else had already seen them in the middle of a sexual act already.
At lunch time Stevie got up and Emily said:
“Are you going to the break room like that?”
“Sure – My birth control should have kicked in by now, and I thought I might celebrate it by banging someone fertile... no offense guys”
Rhett shook his head:
“No offense taken, and our vasectomies did come in handy in the last month or so”
Stevie smiled and continued out the door, only stopping to ask:
“Do you wanna come? I need someone to film it anyway”
The three others shrugged and followed her out the office.
In the break room only a few cared to raise an eyebrow when Stevie and Link entered naked, after all Chase hadn't worn clothes for more than a week by then. Carney asked:
“Are you giving a floor show today or are you just done?”
Link replied:
“By popular demand I'm not performing today – it's not really suited for a dinner theater anyway”
Everyone groaned.
The foursome sat down to eat, engaging in idle conversation while Stevie looked around wondering who she was going to have sex with. She considered Carney, but he didn't seem like he was in the mood, Josh wasn't there that day which left Jordan: He was trying not to seem like he was looking at Stevie's boobs and failing miserable. She smiled and finished her lunch.
Stevie got up to throw out the wrapping paper and plastic from her lunch, and as she passed Jordan, who still tried not to look at Stevie's naked breasts, now only two feet from his face, she turned to face him:
“Hey Jordan... want to help me burn of some calories?”
“Eh...”
Stevie cocked her head as she waited for a reply.
“Eh... ah.. Okay?”
“Great!” She said with a smile “do you need me to suck you hard?”
“Eh... no...”
He turned his chair, unzipped his pants and displayed his erection which made Stevie smile:
“Nice... but could I get you to... “
Stevie placed a foot on the table, made a small gesture with her hand and without any other prompting, Jordan dove in and started licking her.
Stevie stroked his hair while chatting with the people sitting next to Jordan, complementing his oral abilities, and when she was good and ready she pulled his head away from her crotch and mounted him like a horse with a built-in safety peg:
“Okay so far?”
Before Jordan could answer, Stevie moved his mouth to her left nipple, and started moving up and down.
To some, it was a surreal thing to see a senior member of the crew sit completely naked on a clothed man with opened pants, slowly fucking him in the break room while chatting away with the others, but it also felt very natural. After watching Jordan scream out in joy and seeing Stevie throw her head back in ecstasy a minute or so later, a lot went out to move their name up the list, and the foursome went back to the office leaving a stunned but very pleased Jordan behind in the break room, sitting with a goofy grin and a limp and soaky dick hanging out of his pants.
Back at the office, the foursome worked for another hour before Rhett slowly ground to a halt. He looked up at the women on the couch:
“Eh... I need to get my creative juices flowing again”
Stevie and Emily looked at him, then at each other only for Emily to say:
“I'm on a roll and you are already naked”
Stevie nodded:
“Would a blowjob do Rhett? I kind of want to learn to deep throat”
Rhett smiled:
“That would be fine Stevie”
Stevie placed her laptop on the floor, pushing it under the couch to avoid stepping on it, and walked over to Rhett who already had pulled his pants down and was stroking himself to become hard. Stevie kneeled in front of him, giving his swollen dickhead a kiss and then relaxing herself as she imitated a snake, swallowing his manhood as far as she could.
Stevie's head bobbed up and down while she tried to ignore the discomfort generated by the long piece of man hitting her uvular repeatedly and concentrated on swallowing when on going down, and breathing when she went up. After only a few minutes her bobbing was stopped by his thighs. Stevie opened her eyes and saw she had Rhett's entire cock inside of her face hole, and with a look of pure joy she let it flop out of her mouth looking at Rhett:
“Did you see that?”
“I saw and felt it – that was fucking great Stevie!”
“Thanks”
Wanting to look into Rhett's eyes though out the rest of the BJ, Stevie got him to stand and once more swallowed his entire penis in one go, looking into his eyes every inch of the way; she felt his hands on the back of her head, never pushing or forcing her to stay in place, just being there as a gentle guidance.
Stevie moved faster and faster, moving head and tongue up and down the shaft until she heard the telltale sounds of Rhett orgasming and then as she moved all the way down again, Rhett unleashed his babybatter into her throat with a cry of ecstasy.
Stevie pulled her head back and let Rhett fall down into his chair:
“Wow... that was wow”
Rhett fought to catch his breath, and Stevie was so proud of herself, that she almost knocked over the camera that Link had placed next to her, to catch all of the DT glory.
Emily gave a round of applause for Stevie's newfound talent. She also felt left out, since Stevie had had sex twice and given a marvelous blowjob, while she had just done her job like a schmuck:

“Hey Link – wanna try to choke a non-bitch?”
She said in a alluring voice, Link looked over at her:
“Do you even have to ask?”
Happy with the answer Emily pulled the still damp fucktress down on the floor and started undressing:
“Remember” she said “I control this – if I tap your arm, you ease up and if I grab your arm, you are a little weakling who couldn't choke a fly out, shrimp dick – okay?”
Link gave her a dirty look but nodded.
“Great – now show me your great oral skills”
Rhett had pointed the camera towards the couple, and asked Stevie:
“That actually sounds like a good idea – you sucked me, I should lick you”
Stevie smiled:
“You are sweet Rhett, but I have bits of both Link and Jordan up there – I couldn't ask you... on the other hand, I didn't warn Jor...”
Rhett smiled and stopped her by tackling her onto the couch, sticking his tongue as far up her vagina as he could. Stevie felt a rush go through her, as Rhett manhandled her and eat the leftovers of the other men she had been with that day.
Link didn't do as thorough a job as his friend on the couch; he just needed Emily wet enough for him to be able to stick it in, without hurting her, and she was good and ready. He pushed her legs aside, moving up her body and into her in one fluid motion: He only stopped when he reached her throat. Emily grabbed his wrists:
“Come on you limp dicked dog, choke and fuck me like a real man”
Link rose to the challenge, squeezing his hands ever so slightly at first, then harder and harder, avoiding using full strength on the front of her neck, letting her own neck muscles cut off her air, and then he started moving his meatstick in and out of her, faster and faster until he was one tight-wound muscle just choking and fucking. He vaguely heard Stevie cum in the background, and every time he felt a tap, he would ease up and let Emily breathe a few gulps of air before his hands clamped down again. It was like he was in a different world, where he was God and he decided if Emily lived or died – that thought was the last one he had for a while as a powerful orgasm ripped through Emily and forced every drop of cum out of his balls.
Link let himself drop down next to Emily, basking in the afterglow of the best orgasm he had had ever – he hoped his wife never asked about the best sex he ever had, because he would hate to have to lie.

Day 22 (Friday)
Stevie awoke alone in bed for once: The Mythical crew was having a mental health day. For most workplaces that would mean staying at home and not thinking about work at all, but that was what they did most weekends; today they would all show up around 10, have a nice brunch, catered of course – they wouldn't make Josh and Nicole work when everyone else got to take time off, and then they would play games, before hitting the town, eating, drinking, and singing so much karaoke that Japan would ask them to tone it down a bit. She knew the guys had some kind of surprise up their sleeve, but they hadn't told her what the surprise was this time – she remembered once they had hired a sushi chef to show them all how to prepare puffer fish. This time she knew they had booked a bar, and there would be a lot of drinking, and most likely a fuckton of fucking everywhere, so she doubted that they had planned anything too educational this evening, but a day where she could sleep in, and be treated to a luxury breakfast/brunch was already better than most, and even without nonessential learning, it would be a great day.
As Stevie entered the studio, she saw all her coworkers mostly sitting at a long table. She went over to Rhett who was sitting at one end of the table, trying not to laugh at Link, who was running around like a fly trapped in a bottle.

“Good morning Rhett”

Rhett looked at Stevie and smiled:
“Good morning Stevie, looking forward to today?”
“Of course – I love playing games with y'all and I am guessing tonight will be naughty fun”
Rhett smirked:
“Oh you have no idea... even if nobody embraces you philosophy of naughty time, it will be at least... interesting”
Stevie laughed a little at Rhett suggestive expression:

“Anyway...” She pointed towards Link “he is trying to make everything perfect, even when it is great to begin with?”

“You know Link – everything is ready, we have a buffet, and cleaners lined up for afterwards but he needs to feel that he couldn't do it any better himself”
“Well – if it makes him happy, or you know less Link-like, then let's let him run himself ragged”

After a while Link came back to the table with a satisfied look on his face, even though all he really had accomplished was to rearrange a couple of the dishes, distribute the paper napkins all over the buffet table, which was a good thought, and pre-open some of the large bottles of soda.
Stevie smiled at Link:
“Are you ready to relax and enjoy yourself now?”
Link smiled and shook his head:
“I've been relaxed all morning -”
For some reason he didn't see Rhett roll his eyes as hard as any man has ever rolled his eyes.
“- but now I am the host and the games master later on, so my relaxation is about to end”
“Ah – you don't have to work hard at least; some nice food, some fun games and good company is all anybody wants, and if you have planned the games already, then today is already in the bag”

“Oh yeah. Stevie?”
“Yes?”
“We already asked Emily, and she said yes; as a prize we are going to offer a magnum champagne or a threesome – us if the winner is woman and we were hoping to offer you and Emily...
“Whoring me out at the office party? You guys are spoiling me”
Stevie laughed, and felt herself go a little moist.
Rhett smiled:
“Yeah, we thought about just whoring you out in general, but baby-steps”
Stevie looked around for something to throw at Rhett but found nothing, so she settled for sticking her tongue out, before he continued:
“We need you to okay it, you know so we don't cheat on our wives”

“Does Jessie even realize you actually got me to spread my legs and 'accept' that you also do Emily?”
“Honestly? I don't know – I don't know if I really want her to know, that I have taken her up on her offer, even though I think it could be hot. On the other hand I must have smelled of sex from time to time over the last month, so maybe she already knows and just doesn't mention it?”
Link looked at them thoughtfully:
“I think Christy knows – she has asked me to thank who ever it is that drains my balls, so she has less of a cleanup after sex... she always says it with a wink, as though she knows I'm banging Stevie, and just doesn't say it.”
“What about Emily?”
“Well -I did mention that Jessie had allowed Rhett to fuck anyone that Stevie okayed, and she asked if she would okay whores or girls with STD's, and when I said no, probably just coworkers like Emily and she nodded, so... Maybe?”
“This is why Cassie and my relationship is so great: If I double-team a guy with Emily tonight, and you film it, Cassie will have me eat her out while she watches the video”
Rhett asked:
“Do you like watching Cassie with others?”
“Well when she fucks Lana I find it sweet, even though Lana is hot – oh the threesomes we have had, I could tell you stories -”
Link edged a little forward in his chair.
“-but anyway I don't know how I would feel if she jumped on a dick. I do know I like it when she watches the videos of me, and I hope some day she will be watching in person, as her whore girlfriend humiliates herself by cumming on a real dick, while she is right there... watching me cheat with a man, and still not feels half as good as when we make love, even though the orgasms are pretty great...”
Stevie realized that she had out her hand in her pants and pulled it, giving it a discreet lick, tasting her own excitement:
“Maybe we need to test that some day – if Cassie is willing to try a dick... I don't know if she would want to; she does like the strap-on from time to time, and I could be right there: Licking both her cunt and the cock hammering in and out of her, and then eating her creampie warm and fresh...”
Stevie found her hand in her pants again, shrugged and finished the job, while fantasizing about her ladylove lowering herself enough to do a guy in front of her.
The brunch/lunch thing was great: There was exotic meats, though no liver or blood based meat dishes, salmon and tuna steaks, an entire table worth of salad, since it was California, and after 30 minutes of rest from eating, they brought out every dessert item they had ranked as number one, two or three on the show.
After that beast of a meal, everyone was sitting around for a good hour, just talking and having fun, before Link finally got up:
“Friends and coworkers – you are all both and I couldn't think of a better group of people to spend an entire day with”
“Hear hear!”
“Wow... I didn't know we were visited by people from a 1930's movie” - polite laughter followed.
“Anyway – now it is time for fun and games before we go out and have some more fun: Today we will do the most mature and refined thing we can think of: We will play school yard games!” - This time the laughter was not as forced as before.
“Now – some of these games are team based, some are individual, but in the end there will be one victor and he or she will gain one of these prizes; either an a super magnum bottle of champagne from the Champagne region of France, yes a real one, or...”
Link looked at Rhett, Stevie and found Emily's eyes, who was sitting a bit further down the table, just giving them a chance to shake their head and aborting the idea:
“Or a threesome with either Rhett and I or Emily and Stevie. Rhett and I will only fuck women mind you, the girls can handle anyone”
The memures from the rest of the crew had Link worried for a second until a guy asked “what is going to happen to the champagne while I am balls deep in pussy?”
“I imagine the rest of us will drink it while watching our friends fuck”
“So either we get to fuck someone, or we get to drink and watch a liveshow?”
Link smiled and nodded his head:
“Basically yes, unless someone wants the bottle for themselves”
“Sounds like a threesome will happen today then!”
A smattering of laughter went through the crew and a few considered if they really wanted to win the game, or if they just wanted to see someone else fuck.
The all went outside for the first games: Dodge ball – they played in four teams of five or six people, and every team had three matches, the members of the winning team all got one point.
After that they played tag, once again in teams to actually finish before nightfall; the team evading the longest and the team tagging the others the fastest both got points and it turned out to be the same team, which also was the team winning the dodge ball game. Link was not on the winning team, and saw his chance of banging the girls evaporate into thin air, while Rhett and Carney both was on the winning team.
Then began the individual games: Hopscotch was the first, won by Chase of all people, then came skipping rope won by a Nicole the kitcheneer. Then they moved inside where the hired help for the day had moved the tables aside, and instead scattered furniture all over the place, so that the crew could play 'the floor is lava' and then it was time for the last game.
Because of the incredible one sided team games, only five people could win and as such they all agreed on playing hide and go seek with five hiders and 17 seekers.
Carney hid himself underneath an old prop, resembling some kind of monster. He didn't remember when they had used it, but it was big enough for him to hide there without being visible from the outside, so he just went with it.
He heard how the others was found one by one, but then he heard footsteps, and saw the monster starting to tip. He found himself face to face with Stevie, but just as she was about to shout, they heard “I found Rhett!” from some other part of the studio. Stevie looked at Carney:
“Well now, seems like you are the winner,”
“Seems so.”
“So are you going to drink an entire gallon of champagne?
“Would you like me to?”

“Fuck no.”
“Great, 'cause I have to say, you make my hotdog as stiff as a stick”
Stevie laughed:
“Waited long to use that one?”
“You have no idea”
“Well then, let's go and tell Emily she is going to get fucked by a dear friend in front of everyone... oh and you of course”
Stevie laughed and stuck out her tongue.
Carney laughed:
“Just for that, I'll make sure to cum in your hair”
“You are the best”
Carney and Stevie interlinked arms and went back to the others.
Stevie waved at the crew:
“Look who I found – if I had been three seconds faster, Rhett would have gotten lucky”

The crew applauded Carney for his great hiding skills, and Link shook his hand:
“Congratulations Carney, so which prize do you want? Champagne or pussy?”
Carney pretended to think about it:
“Well – champagne sounds nice, but I would deprive my friends and colleagues of booze, so I guess I'll just settle for getting my fuck on”
“Great choice!”
Link clapped and a projector spotlight lit up the fucktress, as clean as it could be, which took center stage. Chairs had been put around it, so everyone could sit and watch the show close up. Carney looked at Link:
“You knew I would pick sex?”
“Everyone would pick sex – and if not, then I would have fucked the girls – we need to entertain everyone for an hour or so before heading out, and a threesome should take at least 20 minutes´”
“You think 20 minutes will do it? Prepare to be amazed.”
Emily and Stevie stood by the fucktress:
“So how do you want us?”
Carney looked from one lovely woman to the other:
“I think – I would like to do so much foreplay that you cum and stain your pants as though you peed yourselves, and then I am going to undress you completely, love you two until you can't stand on your legs anymore and Stevie's hair have gotten three loads of my special sauce”
Emily looked over at Stevie:
“I made fun of him, so now he is going to punish me” she said with a wink.
Emily shook her head and barely managed to turn her head, before she felt Carney's mouth on hers; his tongue licking her lips, and his hands slowly caressing her sides, just avoiding touching her breasts.
Not wanting to be left out, Stevie walked over to the couple, letting her hands play with their butts and gracing their genitalia. Emily and Carney opened one eye each, shared a look and together they drew Stevie in, sharing a more and more tongue based kiss, while the groping became petting, then heavy petting and finally fully clothed sex.
Around them they heard whooping, and pants getting unzipped; Carney had a hard time not joining them, disrobing the women and himself and get to the main event, but he had a plan and he was going to stick to it.

Slowly he focused his hands on the front of their pants, and rubbed them calmly, increasing the intensity until Emily succumbed to his ministrations and orgasmed where she stood, wetting her pants considerably.
After Emily came down from her orgasm, Carney was able to focus all of his attention on Stevie, fondling her tits with his free hand and moving his mouth to her neck to suck on her vein throbbing like crazy. He felt when she came; both in his mouth where the vein expanded for a split second, and on his now wet hand.
There was a scattering of applause around them, but Carney hardly heard them – he look at their wet pants with satisfaction for a little while, before he slowly started undressing the women – it didn't take them long to repay the favor.
Emily and Stevie pushed Carney down, Stevie latching her mouth on to the hard dick in front of her while Emily squatted down on his face, delighted to feel his tongue as soon as her pussy was in range.
Stevie sucked his cock for a while until she was sure he was as hard as he could be, and with a swift movement removed her mouth and impaled herself upon him. She heard him groan as he felt her tight cunt squeeze his member, and he groaned even more loudly as she started riding him in an increasingly fast tempo.
Emily felt Carney tap her thighs twice and moved from his face, just in time for him to flip Stevie onto her back, give her two pumps before he pulled out and came in Stevie's hair to a roaring applause.
“That was once” Carney said, as he captured Stevie's lips.
He pulled away from Stevie and dove into Emily who was lying next to them, with her legs spread as far apart as possible. Stevie smiled, feeling the cum glide down her strands of hair, and she positioned herself on all four, with her pussy right in Emily's face.
Emily started licking as soon as Stevie's dripping wetness was within tongue-reach, and to Stevie's great pleasure she also felt another tongue in her asshole, and she was happy she had washed herself thoroughly that morning.
Around them some of the other crew-members started playing with each other, some was contend to watch and some masturbated right in front of Stevie.
Stevie felt another orgasm take her, and she let herself fall to the side, watching Carney go straight from her ass to Emily's mouth – Stevie almost felt like cumming again, as Emily came with Carney's ass-covered tongue in her mouth.
Stevie got up on her knees just in time for Carney to pull out and let another stream of cum hit her hair, streaming down her face and back.
Exhausted Carney fell back looking at his two friends, then at all the others sitting around them and smiled: This was a fucked up workplace, in the best way possible.
Stevie looked at him with a smirk:
“I thought you wanted to cum on me three times?”
“Rain-check?”
“Anytime, anyplace” Stevie said with a wink.
Emily lifted a hand:
“You could also just cum on me you know – I'm a huge slut as well”
The three laughed and didn't even notice when Link came over to them:
“27 minutes – well you sure showed me”.

Day 23 (Wednesday)
The party Friday night had been epic: The bar they had hired was fully stocked, they had employed a photographer who specialized in boudoir photos, and... well Stevie wasn't really sure: She remembered doing body shots from Nicole, while getting rammed by... someone and then she woke up Saturday noon with a hangover.
But come Monday morning she was right as rain, and ready to work again – which made it more of a shock to get a call, telling her she had two extra days off.
Wednesday morning she was the first one to be in the studio, ready to work and have fun again.
To her great disappointment everyone seemed to act – well normally and not in the new normal way: There was no papers on the board, Chase had clothes on and nobody smacked her ass or anything.
Stevie tried to talk to some of the others, but they were all business, and if she even started to talk dirty, they would cut her off.
After the first shoot was over, she walked over to Link and Rhett:
“What's up?”
Link looked at Rhett and then at her:
“Not much”
“Why is everything so...”
“So?”
“...Old normal?”
“Old normal?”
“You know – nobody has called me slut, you guys haven't asked for as much as a blowjob – hell even Chase is clothed!”
Rhett nodded:
“Oh yeah – about that...”
Link interrupted him:
“We decided Monday that we had gone too far, and it was time for this place to become a workplace again and not a...”
Rhett continued:
“A whorehouse or porno studio”
“What?!”
“Yeah I know, it was a hard decision, but we feel like it was the right one”
Emily had walked over to them and joined in the conversation:
“I was disappointing too, but the movie is mostly written, the live show is ready for the tour and there isn't really a reason for spending our time fucking around”
Stevie couldn't really believe what she was hearing, but everyone she asked told the same story; Everything was over.
Stevie was a bit shell-shocked, as they shot the next GMM. Then she was told that they had altered the plan for the more, and instead of the guys eating candybars and matching them with non-alcohol wine, they would play a trivia game, and the loser would be covered in slime. Link told her:
“If you lose, you have to protest getting slimed on video”
“Okay, but why?”
“It's kind of your brand isn't it? Not wanting anything out there that could be turned into porn”
“Well that was then...”
“I know, but I think it would – confuse the viewers if you suddenly was okay with getting covered in white slime on camera”
“... If you say so”
“Indeed I do boobeloo”
Stevie gave him a stern look.
“Yeah that didn't work”

A handful of the crew got on stage and the game show started: Stevie noticed at once that the questions were hard as fuck, but her colleagues seemed to be pretty smart:
“What is the state capital of Michigan? Lansing – correct. How many people was on board the Titanic? 2240 – correct”
When she was up, the question was just as hard:
“On which day did the Apollo 11 land on the moon?”
“Eh... August the 1st?”
“Incorrect – it was the 20th of July”
“Damn – so close”
The game continued that way until Stevie was the clear loser. Rhett went over to her:
“So Stevie, seems like you get to be slimed”
Stevie looked at him, and nodded before she remembered she had to protest:
“Seems that way, but you aren't going to cover me in white slime on camera, are you?”
“I thought we had done that before?”
“Yes but that was colored slim, not... spunk colored slim”
“Ah”
Rhett turned to the camera:
“Well then – time to cut to slimy Stevie”
“- and we are out”.
Link went over to Stevie:
“That went fine, I didn't expect you to lose though”
“The questions were hard!”
Another one of the contestants said:
“Damn straight! I only knew the Titanic one because I was obsessed with the movie growing up”
Stevie nodded and Link said:
“Anyway – it is probably for the best – we only have a large bucket today, and honestly it does take too long pour the slime out of it – I think we made it too thick today.”
Stevie looked around and saw Chase and Josh stand by a large plastic bucket shaking their heads. Chase looked at Stevie and asked:
“Could you kneel? This is fucking heavy”
“Sure whatever is easier for you”
Link grabbed a pillow and placed it on the stage floor. Stevie thought it was a little strange they wanted to slime her out there, since the cleanup would be easier somewhere like the bathroom, but she went over and kneeled down... just as the lights went out.
Rhett yelled:
“Again? For fucks sake; this is the third time this week – just stand still and the lights will be back on in a moment”
Stevie heard some rustling, but didn't think about it, as a light was pointed at her.
“Just sit still Stevie, this has happened every day this week”
Stevie was about to ask if she should talk to the landlord, as the light was turned back on, and every man in the crew was standing naked in front of her. Link and two others walked over to her, and with no words he trust his dick in her mouth, and the other guys placed her hands on their hard cocks.
“You've been punked bitch!” Link exclaimed, as he thrust his dick in and out her mouth:
“This is still a place of sex positivity and we don't have any slime, so we have to bukkake your slutty face and clothes!”
Stevie felt relief as she realized they had played a prank on her, and naughty times were here to stay, and as she started using her hands and mouth for real, she also felt a cum-blast hit her cheek and temple as a “Fuck YES!” was exclaimed on her left side. Link looked at her now messy face:
“Yeah paint that whore real good – remember not to wipe it off: We need you to be a disgusting, slimy cum-walker for the last part of the More”
Another guy went over to her now empty left hand, and she started massaging his steel rod, fluffed up by the other women on the crew. Stevie pulled her head off of Link's dick, just long enough to ask:
“Are you going to use this?”
Link thrust his cock as far into Stevie's eager mouth as he could:
“Fuck – we should make you into a pornstar and use this part of the video, but we'll settle for the last part when you are a messy bitCH! ARGH”
Link pulled out his stiff hose and blasted her right in the middle of the face, getting some in her still opened eyes.
Stevie felt it sting but suppressed the impulse to wipe her eyes, and instead enjoyed the feeling as the guy on the right finally came:
“Yeah! Take it Stevie! They got us to save up for two days, so take it all you WHORE!”
Stevie felt how almost the entire side of her head got plastered, but she hadn't time to enjoy the sensation for long before Carney filled her mouth and started mouth-fucking her:
“Rain-check time Stevie!”

After all had had their turn, and some, like Link had jerked off on her a second time, she was plastered in cum: Her hair was slick and stuck to her head, her face had a white slimy layer all over, her black T-shirt was almost white and her eyes were red from all the cum she had got in them. Looking at her jeans, all the spots stopped at her knees, so as she rose, she made sure to grab the pillow and whatever spunk had hit the ground and stain the lower part of her legs.
The pillow was taken away, the rest of the contestants came back and the camera operator said:
“Rolling!”

Cassie went into the kitchen to find a cum covered Stevie sitting with a some fast food at the kitchen table:
“Stevie?”
“Hi babe – the guys gave me a bukkake!”
“I – I can see that. Did you go through a drive-through like that?”
“No silly – I went into the burger-joint”
“Ah – did they say anything?”
“Yep – I can never return to that place... for the next two weeks and then all the staff will have been replaced, and nobody will remember”
“Stevie – that is hot”
“I know right? And I got to do a cumwalk on a More!”
Cassie could feel herself get wet.
“I got to thank them all for this, and I know just how to do it”
Cassie was not sure she liked the smile Stevie had on her cum-covered face.

Day 24 (Monday)

It took Stevie almost two days to convince Cassie that her idea of an thank-you was good – actually; Cassie didn't mind the idea itself, but Stevie wanted her to be there, and that took a little convincing. The guys also objected a little, well Rhett and Emily did, while Link started planing how to do it right away.
The following Monday everything was ready; a new furniture was on stage covered by a sheet, chairs were lined up, and the crew had been given a choice of coming in to a 'naughty time' day or get a paid day off – everyone came.
Cassie stood in a corner and looked at it all: Stevie had a bathrobe on, there was a tombola drum on a table, several cameras was set up and she felt excited about it all. They had rushed the cumwalk More episode through production, so Cassie had shown her co-workers the episode, and said she thought Stevie looked like a cum-soaked slut. In the end the guys she worked with had said so many nasty things about Stevie, that Cassie had to go to the bathroom and rub one out – she didn't know how they had come to this point but it felt great to just let lust take over.
Rhett had talked to Cassie Friday after she had shown the More to others, and that was when he had been convinced that this was how things should be – he had then talked to Emily and gotten her on board, before they had spent a little time with Stevie, planning how this would work.
Link had been hard since he heard the idea, so he was happy the time had finally come.

As everyone settled in, Stevie took center stage:
“Friends, co-workers lend me your cocks and pussies!”
The audience cheered.
“Today I have decided to reward you for the magnificent present you gave me last Wednesday”
More cheering.
“The first thing I want to unveil is – me”
She let the robe fall and was, of course, naked underneath:
“The other thing is this!”
She unveiled the furniture on the stage; what they saw was a gynecological chair with stirrups and a seat suspended above the other seat.
“Today I want every man to fuck me and fill my tight cunt with semen, and I want to eat out every woman here!”
There was a pause, and then more cheering than before.
“I won't get mad if someone doesn't want to, or doesn't like sloppy seconds, but...”
“Fuck that noise! I'll fuck you even if I have press through all the cum in the world”
“Actually I have a measuring pitcher here, hope you don't mind me using it Nicole?”
Nicole just laughed and shook her head.
“Great, because I know Josh is just fine with it” Stevie said with a wink:
“So I will press out as much cum as possible, so we can see how much I can make you guys cum, and girls – you'll get to sit in the high seat, which will then be lowered to my tongue, and I am great at oral – ask Cassie if you don't believe me”
Cassie turned red, then said:
“She is a regular carpet cleaner”
Cheering and laughter filled the entire room.
“Right so guys – pick a number from the drum and girls take a number from the bowl – sorry we don't have two drums but somebody...”
Stevie looked pointedly at Link:
“...Thought that a fuck-chair and another drum was too much to spend on this event”
There was a few boos, but not many and they stopped as Link looked at his employees.
“I will be fucking a guy and a girl at the same time, if you don't mind – except for the first guy; Cassie hasn't seen a dick enter me in real time yet, so I want her to have a great view – now let's get our fuck on!”
The all cheered as the went up to pick a number, and Stevie went into the chair. Emily started licking Stevie's pussy as soon as her legs were spread and Stevie heard Cassie breathe a little louder when she saw it, but Josh had picked number one, so Emily quickly gave the pussy a last kiss and got out of the way as Josh entered her:
“Finally!”
“Looking forward to this Josh”
“Me fucking too!”
He looked at Cassie:
“What do you think about my dick being in your girlfriend?”
Cassie forced an almost real smile and said:
“Looks – better in real life”
Stevie smiled:
“That's my girl!”
Josh started pumping for real:
“If you think this is good, then wait till I season this bird!”
“Yeah! Fuck me good and hard and fill'er'up!”
“If I had known you were gagging for cock, I would have fed you sooner!”
“I didn't know myself, but now we can Ah! make up for lost time”
“Well for now that's all I wrote!”
Josh grunted and started cumming inside Stevie. Cassie had walk over next to Josh and saw him spray his man-chowder inside of her, then saw how a little spilled out as he pulled out, and Emily bring the pitcher over to Stevie's cum-filled cunt, who then loosened the muscles to let most of the cum drain into the pitcher.
Stevie smiled:
“One down, twenty to go”
The next man came over, said hi and started fucking Stevie, and the first woman came over to use the high seat; Cassie looked and became more and more wet as she saw man after man, and woman after woman cum in and on Stevie.
Cassie took over for Emily for two men, when it was Emily's turn to get oral from Stevie. Cassie felt the heft the pitcher had, and only half the men had been through – her girlfriend was great at milking dick with her cunt, she decided.
Stevie, for her part, had to pause once or twice as she came herself – Link was a little bastard and refused to cum before her, so he fucked her almost raw, which didn't make him look better in Cassie's eyes, but Stevie did appreciate the orgasm.
After the women had been taken care of, the men suddenly had unimpeded access to her tits – Jorden latched on to her tits with his mouth as soon as he was inside of her, asking in the most creepy voice he could muster:
“Can I call you mommy?”
“Sure ummha sweet little boy – you can call me anything as long as you fuck mommy's pussy real good”
He came fast and hard after that, and Stevie filed that knowledge of his kink away for another time.
Carney was the first to grab her tits hard, and after Stevie had assured him it was alright, he started slapping them – this inspired the rest of the men to molest her tits to their hearts content, and as much as she loved getting her nipples pinched and seeing her boobs turn red, she was happy that there wasn't too many guy left.

Finally there was only one left: Rhett:
“Hi there” he said as he pushed his dick into her very slick and cum-filled center.
“Hiya Rhett. Did you draw the last one?”
“No – I didn't draw one at all.”
“You love sloppy seconds that much eh?
“Nah – I have something to tell you” he said as he fucked her in a steady pace:
“I have thought about it, and talked it over with Cassie...”
Stevie looked at Cassie who smiled and stroked Stevie's hair.
“...And I have decided to pro- or demote you”
Stevie looked at him and Cassie puzzled:
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you can choose if this is a promotion or demotion”
“Okay?”
Rhett nodded to Cassie who went away for a brief moment before returning, and Rhett continued:
“I won't offer you more money, other than paying for birth control, but I would like to official strip you of most of your duties and make you the official Mythical Office Whore!”
The crew held their breath, leaving Stevie to ask:
“What?”
“I want you to whore yourself out to the crew, guests and maybe even fans”
Stevie's eyes got bigger, and Cassie held a uniform up; it had a small skirt that would almost cover her pussy and a small midriff T-shirt with “Official Mythical Whore” on the front and “Slutty Stevie ” on the back. Rhett continued:
“You will only get paid as usual, but from now on, your pay is for being a whore – of course you still have to be in videos and if you want to produce anything you can, but your job will be to fuck everyone who wants to fuck a cheap whore!”
Rhett started pumping faster and Cassie stroked Stevie's cheek:
“I want you to do this – I want you to be demoted and be a cheap fuck-hole for every guy and willing tongue for every woman”
Stevie smiled at Cassie and looked up at Rhett plowing her like a dog in heat:
“Well then – I guess I am a hooker now”
The crew applauded Stevie and Link as he came up with a new contract for her to sign. The signature wasn't the best, but considering she was getting fucked harder and harder, it was a miracle that it was legible at all. Rhett smiled and sped up:
“Then we only need you to Oh say the oath! Oh yeaH!”
“O o ookayyyy!”
“I Stevie...
“I Stevie...”
“...Promise to empty every ballsack”
“...Promise to empty every ballsack oh Rhett!”
“Fuck everyone who want's to fuck – fucking shit! oh!”
“Fuck everyone who want's to fuck”
“Lick every... fuck it – just improvise, I'm about to cum in you”
“I STEVIE AM A CHEAP, FUCKING, SLUTTY WHORE!
“FUCK YES!”
“ARGH!”
Rhett drained his balls deep into Stevie's cervix and stepped back to let Emily catch the cum that almost sprayed out faster than it came in, due to Stevie's own orgasm.
Link shouted:
“You now got your own fucking whore – don't tell us there another employer with a better benefit!”
The crew laughed and Stevie raised a hand to get their attention:
“Friends, or should I say Johns?”
Laughter and cheering ensued.
“I never knew I would be demoted into a common workplace slut, but here we are – and I couldn't be more excited about going to work tomorrow”

Emily brought the pitcher around and showed it to Stevie:
“Fuck! You came 1½ liter? What the fuck is 1½ liter?”
Emily turned the pitcher a little.
“51 ounces! Goddamn you have cum a lot. Cassie could you get me the little box right in front of you? Thanks.”
Stevie pulled out a funnel and a clear tube:
“Of course I wasn't gonna waste all your love-milk, so Emily give the pitcher to Cassie and hold this funnel – make sure the tube doesn't slip off”
Emily gave Stevie a look, but did as she asked.
“And honey – would you please feed me the yummy cum, so I can celebrate being a real whore in style”
Cassie smiled, waited on Emily and started pouring: Everyone could see the cum run into Stevie's mouth and straight into her stomach as her friends, co-workers and clients cheered her on, while she devoured all the cum with great appetite. In the end, Cassie used her hand to get as much cum out of the pitcher as she could and after scraping as much as she could into the funnel, she considered wiping her hand off in her dress, but she shared a look with Stevie, turned to the crowd and licked her hand clean. Even though she made a face, the cheering grew stronger.
Stevie got up on wobbly legs, to the applause:
“Thank you all for that nice drink, and all the fucking! Now I need to rest a bit, and then... well we see” She winked and Cassie helped her towards the office.
Almost at the door Stevie looked back and yelled:
“By the way – I don't do butt-stuff – yet; I'm sure Rhett and Link will train me quickly and then – anal city baby!”
As the door closed on the frantic crowd of men, dreaming of blocking out Stevie's ass, Stevie looked at Cassie – it had been so hot when she licked the mixed cum of all the mythical men of her fingers, and Stevie saw a vision of her and Cassie wearing the same uniform, getting plowed while holding hands, but as they sat down on the couch, Stevie knew that for now, at least, they were a one-whore-household and that.... was good enough.
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The corruption of Stevie (Good Mythical Morning)