I began to dance to no tune as I approached the boy. He remained where he sat with his attention to the spin on the wheel, unwavering.
If the system had not labeled him as a target, I would have been convinced that he was a statue.
The passers-by were stopping to watch me while I pointed at Sally's stand, advertising her goods.
Sally stood by the stand's window watching me when there was no customer in check.
How I was able to summon the attention of others– whom I gave no damn about but failed in getting that of the target was laughable.
I decided to go around the corners wouldn't work so, I approached him directly.
I leaped in front of him, and as if his senses were wired in a rush back to him, he jumped and finally turned my way.
Good, this was working.
I only stood a few steps away from him and from there, I turned my large buttocks at him and began to sway it left and right.
I was looking at his facial expressions from the hole under my legs in my crouched position.
He seemed irritated as his nose wrinkled and his skinny face almost frowned. He stood up and dropped the cup of iced tea in his hands.
Great, my plan was working. He had stood up.
I was ready for action now.
When he made to walk away in the opposite direction as me, I took one look at Sally and saw her trying to figure out what I was doing while still attending to customers.
Again, sorry Sally! I thought. She would probably fire me after this.
I jumped at the target right when he was about to leave the bench and walk away.
The rail in between us caused him to trip and fall.
I also assisted in his falling by the way I jumped at him but it was all for a greater cause, I assured myself.
I squatted beside him in a pretentious way as though I had unknowingly fallen and not fallen of my own accord.
"Sorry..!" I faked a cry and then, "I will help you up." I supplied with my weight still on his body.
I knew he would not be able to get up, not with me half of the on top of him. The setting was on my side. The rail had encompassed us and the bench, blocking Sally from seeing me.
It was all a mess with the way I was on top of him and after muttering 'forgive me' under my breath, I grabbed it.
The slim surprisingly long, but very very slim cock of this young fellow, I clutched.
[Task; initiated!]
[Count down begins<>]
[Task ends in 50—49—48]
The system began to countdown.
I was expecting for him to scream at having me pull his dick or push me violently away or any of the things you do when a stranger grabs the most intimate parts of your body.
However, to my surprise, nothing of the sort came from this boy. He only sat there slumped on the floor and allowed me touch him. I knew there was something off about him when he sat there with an unwavering gaze at the spin on the wheel.
If I had not heard his groan before and felt his breaths as I pretend to have fallen on him, I would have concluded that my hypothesis from before was correct.
That he was a statue or a lifeless thing.
God bless the system for choosing such a target. He made my task even easier with the total cooperation at which he allowed me to grab his dick without protest.
I had my worries from before when the system announced the task and I thought having such a difficult task was worth it. As long as I would lose 50 pounds at once.
It was a whole lot of pounds and after losing it, it would no longer be heavy to lift myself.
I'd weigh lighter and I heard the system extracted calories from my body while extracting the weight. I hope it would do the same this time too.
I'd be killing two birds with a stone.
[7—6—5—4—3—2—1]
The cheers and balloons display flashed across the screen.
[Task status; Accomplished!]
I did it!
[Opening points wallet <>]
[ five points have been credited to host's wallet!]
[Points total = 6!]
The cheers came.
Just hush with the cheers system!
The joy at the ease with which I had completed this task overwhelmed me that even in his presence…
"…Yes!" I shrieked and finally dropped the poor boy's dick.
Immediately, I stood up and started to dust my costume. I had a malicious look on my face as though I was oblivious to what I had done.
Regardless of the costume blanketing my face, I couldn't look the boy in the eyes still. I just couldn't.
However, I wanted to.
To see if he smiled too or enjoyed the unlawful thing I had done. That perhaps I would earn a bonus and also a bonus task but what I found killed off those expectations.
The boy had such a grim and indifferent look as he remained in the sitting position on the floor. Only now, his body was lifted from the ground and he was sitting up but his butt was still on the ground.
What the hell was wrong with him?
If he hated what I did and felt offended, I would gladly apologize for I was extremely ashamed of what I did. Many hugs to Barney costume for shielding my shame and saving my face.
Hell, I thought all men would love something such as that which I had done.
Men were cheap creatures who would find pleasure in having a woman touch and caress their goddamn dicks. But this one…
… this one– he was…
Well, what do I know? I had no experience to speak for me.