Now, I had a rocking chest, if I do say so myself. And obviously Chelsea had no problems in that regard. But poor Nita over here needed herself a boost. And as a friend with a magical app created by succubi for sexy reasons, it was my moral obligation to help out my sexually deprived friend.
After making sure that no one was watching me, I opened up Custom Girls and scrolled to find Nita. Her profile showed up and I immediately scrolled to find some of her customizations. Once I did, I saw a recommended section appear with some that apparently Jane thought that I would like. How nice of them to streamline this process for me. Now I don't have to hunt through thousands of options.
Increase Breast Size (+3 Gems Per Size)
Increase Ass Size (+3 Gems Per 5%)
Answer Gives Pleasure (5 Gems)
Increase Kinsey Scale (+3 Per Level)
Lactate when Breasts Squeezed (4 Gems)
Speak Sexy (10 Gems)
Target Responds to User with "Yes, Mistress." (7 Gems).
Now you see, that's just not fair. How dare these succubi dangle so many wonderful customizations just out of my reach? Ugh, I just don't have enough gems right now, and I really don't feel like doing a Custom Challenge on top of the three I'm already under. I selected a few options out of the bunch, that way that I didn't blow all 19 on just Nita. I needed some later just in case something happened. I decided to go with the following:
Increase Breast Size x 2
Honesty Gives Pleasure
Increase Kinsey Scale
That would then cost me a total of only 12 Gems, meaning that I still had 7 to either play with or wait. I did still have to deal with Kirsten tomorrow. I confirmed my order and watched in awe as I saw Nita's chest begin to expand.
I wasn't the only one who was watching. Apparently, I must have forgotten to turn her awareness off as I saw her eyes go wide at her newly expanding chest. She looked around to see if anyone else was noticing, but because Other Awareness was already OFF, no one paid any attention. I did my best to try and make it seem like I wasn't staring at her.
Gently, she nudged me in the side. "Hey, um, Alice," she said in a meek voice.
"Yeah?" I said, trying my best to not notice her new boobs.
"D-Do I look different to you?" she asked, not so subtly pressing her arms together to try and push her chest together.
"Um, did you get a new haircut?" I asked, still trying to be coy.
She was not amused. "I just grew boobs!" she said in a hushed tone. Nita gestured to her new C cups, which very clearly weren't being contained well in her bra designed for someone with a washboard chest. "You can't possibly tell me you don't-"
"Nita!"
"Ah, y-yes?" Nita said, standing up at attention as the teacher called on her.
"What's the answer to last night's homework, question number 5?"
"Um," she said as she scrambled to find her homework. "The answer is 150 milliliterrrrrrrssssss." Suddenly, her hands reached up and squeezed her newly grown tits. She tried her best to stifle her moan and looked around rapidly to see if anyone had seen.
"Yep, 150 milliliters. That's correct," the teacher said as he turned back to face the board.
Nita immediately sat back down, staring down at her hands, wondering what the hell just happened. I looked down at the app again, seeing that her awareness of both Breast Size and Honesty Gives Pleasure was ON, but for everyone else, it was OFF. Except, of course, for me.
I turned back to Nita, who wasn't quite as embarrassed as I thought she was. In fact, she looked almost like she was enjoying it. She turned to me, and I had to try to make it seem like I hadn't just been staring at her. "Alice, d-did you see that?"
"Um, see what? All you did was answer the question," I said, trying to play it cool.
"I..." She leaned in closer to whisper in my ear. "I suddenly grabbed my boobs. It wasn't me. It was like my hands had a mind of their own."
"Whaaaaaat? That's ridiculous," I said with a chuckle, slowly moving my phone under some papers and turning off the screen.
"But, I did, and it was so weird," she said. Her words were that of a concerned person, but her expression and her voice said a different story. I know that the app said that it would give her pleasure, but this seemed a bit extra from what the app did.
Wait a minute. "Nita," I said, leaning in towards her so no one else could hear us. "Are... Are you an exhibitionist?"
"What? N-No, th-that's crazy," Nita said, brushing her hair nervously. "I'm not an exhibitionist." Surprisingly, she didn't play with herself this time.
There was only a little test that I just had to do. "Hey, Nita, what did you get for question 7 of the homework?"
"Oh, um," she said, a little relieved to change the subject. "The answer is 200 graaaammmmmmssss." This time, her hands worked her way to give her boobs a squeeze. She looked down at her hands again and their weird betrayal. "What's going on with me?"
So that's how it worked. Anytime that Nita answered a question honestly, her hands would give her a little bit of pleasure back. But, the poor girl looked like she was on the verge of completely freaking out. I mean, if I was suddenly forced to do things like that, I would freak out too.
As much fun as it would be to watch Nita squirm and struggle, I didn't want to hurt or punish her. Sure, she was a know-it-all and kinda snooty, but she didn't deserve that. I tapped her on the shoulder and leaned in close. "Hey, are you doing alright?"
She crossed her arms over her chest and shuddered a little. "It's my hands. They keep playing with my tits. I'm not controlling them when they do. I don't know what's going on."
I wanted to tell her completely about everything, but, at the same time, I didn't quite. Plus, I didn't know how much trouble I'd get in with the succubi with telling others about the app.
"I think that what's happening is that you keep playing with yourself anytime you answer a question," I said, trying not to stare too directly at her cleavage. They were practically spilling out of her bra. One good jiggle and they'd pop right out.
"What?" she said, her eyes narrowing. "Why do you say it like you know that?"
"I just, um, took an educated guess. I mean, I just saw you play with yourself when you told me the answer to the homework." I was trying my hardest to not reveal too much that I knew.
"Hmm, well then, um, ask me a question," she said, a bit excited.
"Alright, uh, what is your name?" I asked, making sure that I was still taking note of what the teacher was walking about.
"My name is Nitaaaaaaa." Once again, one hand came up to squeeze her tits, gently rolling the nipple in between her fingers. The other, this time, went to her crotch and gently pressed into it. "Ahhh, fuck." She gently bit her lower lip and stifled a moan.
I looked around to see if anyone had noticed. No one else was paying any attention, even Chelsea who was sitting right next to me. "What color is the sky?"
"Bluuuuueueueu," she said as her hands squeezed harder, and I could see her tit had popped out from her bra. Her face was starting to get flush. "Fuck. So, this is going to happen whenever I answer a question?" A part of her looked excited at the idea, but another part of her was terrified.
"Um, what about if you lied? Okay, um, Nita, what color is the sky?" I asked, this time trying to coax her into lying this time.
"The sky is green." She waited patiently for her hand to fondle her, but they just remained at rest. "So, it only happens if I answer honestly?" She then gasped to herself. "Wait, ask me something about the fundamentals of the world or something."
I had a feeling that I knew where she was going with this, but I was curious myself how entirely this all worked. "Alright. Nita, do aliens exist?"
She paused for a few minutes. "Aliens do exist." Her hands remained at rest. She looked down a little nervously. "Well, that's a little upsetting I guess to hear."
"Wait, hang on. Try saying the opposite. Nita, do aliens exist?"
