I mean it. You never ever win this challenge. But you'll try anyway because you can't say no to a gooning challenge. This one's complicated so you have to pay attention and there's $100 on the line if you lose so paying attention is extra important. This challenge is based off of strokes per minute (SPM). You will have different levels of difficulty that require you achieve different numbers of SPM and each will need to be completed within a 30 second timeframe. Any missed number of strokes within the 30 seconds needs to be logged. Those will be added up at the end of each level. If you have too many, you can not continue onto the next level. You will need to complete each level's requirements in order to continue onto the next. There are 4 levels total. Time requirements will be replaced with phony cum countdowns and my tops get smaller and tits get wetter with each level. And remember, you can't cum until the end or else you're disqualified and you have to cough up my $100. Like I said, you will NEVER win. Good luck though. I'll be keeping an eye out for my $100 :D
Oh hi there... were you spying on me? I thought so. But since you're here, I want your opinion on my new bikini since you're an expert on them. The top is a little small so maybe I should just take it off. Now I can accurately judge just how much I turn you on. I want you showing me just how stiff I make you and how hard I can make you cum. With some encouraging dirty talk and my tight body, I'm going to have to finishing all over my pretty face. I think that's the only accurate way to judge a bikini.
You order Hooters new delivery service and I show up on your doorstep. You invite Me in to take a break from the heat. I take a seat on your couch and ask if your wife's around. You say no and I begin to flirt with you as My tiny uniform teases you. I can tell you want to play by the bulge in your pants. It's okay, I won't tell her just as long as you give a big tip. I'm going to work your cock like she never could. You might even forget about her completely ;)
We find frumpy Valora looking through the isles of a local thrift shop to find something to wear to a costume party. She's whining about how annoying it is that she has to dress up for her friend's party. She finds an old Hooters trucker hat and scoffs at how ridiculous it is. She decides to buy it to be ironic but true irony occurs after she puts the hat on. She puts the hat on and mocks the girls who work at Hooters and things are funny until the hat won't come off. She struggles to remove it but it just stays put. After her last tussle with the hat, she opens her eyes and finds herself inside of a Hooters restaurant. She's baffled as to how this happened but when she tries to leave, her legs won't allow her to. Worse yet, she discovers that she's wearing their horrible uniform! While Valora is having a meltdown, someone on staff tells her that a table needs drink orders taken. In a very bratty tone, Valora tells them that this isn't what it looks like, she's not a waitress. But as the conversation goes on, her mind starts going blank and the bimboification begins... We see Valora taking orders. Her voice is softer and she's a bit ditzier. There are moments where the old her breaks through and can't believe what's happening but that always seems to fade away. We watch her go through some more Hooters girl activities until finally she's fully regained her mind and scrambles to find the hat. If it got her into this mess, it can get her out.. .. Or not. She opens her eyes again and hears the leering catcalls of a bunch of men. She wonders why they're all staring at her and then she realizes that she's in a tiny orange slingshot bikini! She attempts to cover up but then her mind starts to fog again. Now she's competing in their bikini content. Her mind comes back again until she discovers that she won! She almost gives into the whole thing until her brain turns back on and she bolts off of the stage and into the supply room. She puts her hat on one last time and wishes to go back. Her wish is finally granted as she's back in the thrift store. She tears the hat off and throws it on the ground. She's so relieved until she hears more catcalls... then she realizes.. she's still in the awful uniform! Valora runs out the door, embarrassed. Maybe next time she'll be more understanding of other women's occupations before something makes her walk a mile in their shoes.
Since the pandemic, Poison Ivy (Goddess Valora) has found the number of men in the streets of Gotham at an all-time low. Being the resourceful villainess she is, Ivy has hacked into a porn server to recruit men at their peak of arousal. Whatever video you were watching gets cut-off as the voluptuous evil doer appears on screen. Poison Ivy has decided to use your household plants to do her bidding in recruiting a few hundred henchman. With the wave of her hand, you feel vines curl around you, holding you in your seat and wrapping around your cock. Ivy laughs as she can feel her plan working. One by one, she will drain each of her viewers. When your cum is absorbed by the plants, you will become a half-man-half-plant, mindless henchman who serves only Poison Ivy.
When training in the Gotham police academy you get trained on one thing: Leave the super villains to Batman. But once you all are shown photos of Poison Ivy, you immediately want to be in her presence. They trained you for weeks to stay away from her but here you are, in Ivy's lab. She leaves the door open because she knows men will be swarming her fly trap on a lair. She giggles and toys with you by humoring you macho attitude but before you know it, her love dust flies into your face and up into your brain. Bye-bye mister policeman, you're going to be living under Ivy's mesmerizing spell forever... don't act like you didn't want that. Her seductive voice, her beautiful body and her nero toxins all put on quite a show as you change into a brainless love slave for Poison Ivy.
Well hello, Nightwing. Remember when we used to call you Robin? I sure do. Robin always wanted to play with Step-Mommy-Ivy (Valora). So much has changed since then, including your dearest Batman. That's why I've asked you to meet me here today. Batman's business plans have evil outcomes. But since I know you'll never listen to me, I'll have to use my pheromone dust to climb into your mind... Just relax while Ivy combs your mind and tells you all about what naughty Batman is getting into with his new A.I. technology. Whether you want to or not, you're going to end up helping me stop him but why not have a little fun while I have you like this? I know you used to adore me so much, let's see if you still do. Step-Mommy-Ivy's going to make you cum.. which may or may not lead to you becoming her love slave... Oh come now, there are worse fates. *kiss*
You're the new hero in town and Ivy's lured you into a deceit. She's not surprised at all that you fell for it but she's stunned that you've never heard of her. Ivy introduces herself and explains that you're going to be testing out her new lipstick. It produces less toxic than her others so that she can give you very slow doses. It makes you weak and easy to manipulate but keeps you around to serve. She begins to kiss you and it's wonderful. Her kisses alone are more satisfying than sex. You feel yourself getting lost in them. Round after round of kissing leaves you desperate for more. Ivy smirks as she can see her formula is working. She decides to make this even more sensual as she slides down her tube dress and makes her vines just barely cover her giant breasts. She makes you beg for more then proceeds to intensely make out with you. You can't control it, you need to cum. But she left out one small detail, if you cum you become her drone. Ivy opens her mouth and tells you to cum all over her hot lips and tongue. You can't fight it, you end up exploding all over her face as she laughs. Welcome to Ivy's team.
Remember being excited to see what Santa got for you on Christmas morning? All of that eager anticipation of the beautiful presents all wrapped up and waiting to see what's behind all of the packaging. I know what you've been wishing for all year long and here it is: Me. Under the tree, waiting for you to unwrap me. I teasingly strip off my tiny ribbon and proudly display your two massive gifts. I know you love when I spit all over my tits so they get absolutely drenched as I play with my big boobs and encourage you to stroke for me. Finally, I fuck my wet tits with a dildo and tell you to match it's pace between my soft tits. It all ends with you covering my tits in yule tide cheer. Merry Christmas and a happy New Year!
Round, silver, and wet. You'll feel your dick tingle when I jingle My bells. Get that eager, addicted cock soaking wet for this slippery tug fest. Spend Christmas the way you've spent all year: jerking to My powerful big tits. The more you stroke, the deeper you fall under My seductive spell. I'm going to milk you for My big cookies tonight over and over.
Well well well, you're a pretty ballsy sheriff for such a small town. You really wanna challenge Me to a jerk off duel against My tits? Fine, but let's make it interesting. If you can last 3 rounds against My big, juicy jugs without cumming, Me and My boys will get outta yer town. But if ya lose, I set up shop as the new sheriff and it aint gonna be pretty. We got a deal? Ha! Guess you're as dumb as you look. You're about to see why I'm the most wanted outlaw in all the West! Oh, and I like to play dirty so don't say I didn't warn ya, hoss. Say goodbye to your town, Sheriff.
Let's face it, you're a little loser with a little cock. And as you already know by now, women don't want men with small dicks. Women like to enjoy sex and they simply can't do that with you. But I'll tell you what you can enjoy, a pillow lol. Humping pillows can be quite a turn on for little dick losers. And it can actually feel good. But what would be even more humiliating is if you dated a pillow. And not just a regular pillow, but one of those waifu pillows with the hot girls on them, anime girls. That's the type of girl you can strive to be with lol! You need something soft and round and has a picture of a cartoon girl on it lol! You see losers like you should not only be humping pillows, you should be dating pillows lol. You can watch movies with her in your little tug shack, or eat next to her, and yes, even fuck her lol! And it's ok to be awkward around her, you don't even need to know what to say to her, she's perfect for a socially awkward little dick reject like you lol! You really are pathetic. So I'm wondering.. how did you get here? How did you become some guy who pays money to a hot girl like me to just sit here and tell you what a little dick loser you are, who has to have sex with a pillow, and I Encourage it lol! How did you get this fucked up in the head? But the truth is, it doesn't really matter, you're here, and you're stuck here, and humping pillows is the best sexy a little dick freak like you can hope for. I know you're humping a pillow right now while you're watching me and you're getting ridiculously hard while I laugh at you and tell you what a little pillow humping loser you are. It's so fucking pathetic but the worst part is I don't even think you've hit rock bottom yet lol! No, you can go lower. For example, you don't have to have just one pillow girlfriend, you can have as many as you'd like lol! Each one with a different girl. That would be hilarious to me but so sad for you lol. Go on loser, hump that pillow for me, hump your pillow girlfriend lol! This is your pussy free lifestyle because you have a little dick and women just don't want you. So go on loser, hump your girlfriend pillow. Humiliate yourself. Hump it while I laugh at you, idiot. This is your life loser. There are no other options for you, you're destined to date and hump a pillow, no one else wants you because you never grew a dick lol!
You're a newly promoted CEO of a big company. You decide to celebrate by taking your wife on a vacation. While pool side at the resort, your wife decides to hit the bar. A beautiful woman walks by and recognizes you from your recent article in Forbes. She introduces herself as Valora and begins to flirt with you. You explain that you're married. Valora takes one look at your wife and immediately thinks that you need an upgrade. She gets you to sneak away to her room. It's such a rush sneaking around but it gets real when this bikini babe starts kissing you. You can't stop yourself, you have to take advantage of this opportunity. She gets down and starts sucking your cock. If feels so much better than the tired way your wife does it. she looks up at you with devilish eyes as she sucks your cock like a pro. Then she climbs on top and starts riding you. She's so tight, you care barely contain yourself but you do your best and pound her pussy. After she cums on you, you can't hold back any longer. You put her on her knees and cum all over her. How did she do that to you and will you ever be able to go back to normal sex?
Since your hand is the only thing you fuck, we're going to dress it up. Grab a marker and get ready to draw a face on your hand to make your one and only girlfriend complete. You can come up with a dumb name for her too while you're at it. This is the best that you get: a face drawn on your hand that you'll be stroking with while I verbally destroy you. Why? Because you're so fucked up that this is the only way you can cum. There's a reason people are in a rush to lose their virginity, so that they won't turn into you..