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  1. [02:39] Threnody takes a seat, drumming her fingers on the counter with a hint of nervousness. "It's... an interesting game... and I do need to focus on school for finals here..." she said. "But... also a little scary..." She exhaled slowly. "Either way, totally bookmarked..."
  2. [02:40] Thot Coffee grinned, sitting across from her. "There's some extras, if it helps you decide. An almost one hundred percent satisfaction rate. Only dissent was from someone who didn't understand what they were getting into."
  3. [02:43] Threnody leans back and gives an idle sigh. "Can I get that salted caramel? I'm certainly attracted to it, but you know how it is... I know exactly what I'd be getting into, so I've gotta think... play it safe? Or try for some compromise condition on the basic game?"
  4. [02:45] Thot Coffee grinned and whipped up a cup. No point hiding it, she whipped her dick out and topped her off then and there with the house cream and served it along. Professional all the way. "Compromise away. The perma alternatives are also good, but if you only need a set amount of time, that can be discussed."
  5. [02:47] Threnody eyed the thick shaft as it worked, the soft gluck-spurt of some other churn-slut splashing in as a tasty creamer. She took the cardboard cup and had her first sip. Strong coffee. Salted caramel. Nerdy sluttiness. All the flavors one could expect. "...a month added, then, in the triples state..." she said slowly. "Sound fair?"
  6. [02:49] Thot Coffee tapped her chin, her sleeves exposing most of her arm. She nodded, invited her to the roll of the dice and stuck out her arm. "Deal. It sounds fair. But remember, it's additive. So after the third, the fourth adds another month. And then another on the fifth. So that still okay?" She asked, making sure it was clear.
  7. [02:51] Threnody reached out, to shake, but paused. "Huh? Oh, so like, if I roll triples on the first draw... since it's not perma, I get to keep rolling, but like, if I re-roll, that still counts as the tripling, so more time then? If so... yeah. Sounds fair."
  8. [02:52] Thot Coffee nods, the girl was sharp. "That's right. Every time you roll your third copy and beyond, it adds yet another month. So if you somehow managed to roll the same number with every dice, that would be four months on top of whatever your final roll is." There, hopefully that cleared it up. She held her hand back out to shake it.
  9. [02:53] Threnody took the hand in one hand and her cup in the other. She gave a firm shake while knocking back another swig of thick, sweet coffee, swallowing shamelessly spunk that used to be a girl, fresh from that throbbing shaft. "Done," she exhaled, putting the cup back down, lifting the dice, and giving a toss.
  10. [02:54] System: Threnody rolls 1d6+1d6+1d6: 2 + 4 + 1 = 7
  11. [02:56] Thot Coffee hummed. So low. "Well right now it's triple your highest. That's twelve days right now. Which, I should add, is about batting average, actually." Bella said, scooting it with a finger away from the others. "You can reroll this four, though, and you'll be guaranteed to get lower, because your total will be three, plus whatever you roll. At worst, you come up with nine, so you can't even hit the month checkpoint here."
  12. [02:57] Threnody purses her lips. "It's very promising... it could certainly make it lower, too." She grinned, a little shiver running visibly down her body, her hand on the coffee cup trembling slightly. "And hey... it keeps the thrill going, that little gambling rush." She scooped up the 4 and gave it another toss.
  13. [02:57] System: Threnody rolls 1d6: 4
  14. [03:01] Thot Coffee laughed. Seven again, girl was blessed. "I should make your next seven count as perma, I swear." The barista joked, scooting the four back to her. "You can reroll this again if you want. It gets a little steeper. It'll be twice the sum of your three lowest rolls. If you get a three, you're at twelve days, a five or a six, fourteen. A four? Six weeks. One month and fourteen days. You have a fifty percent chance to remain the same or lower, a thirty percent chance for a very mild increase, and an eighteen percent chance for a much steeper price."
  15. [03:03] Threnody purses her lips. "Whew... did I pick the wrong person to gamble against? You know odds really well..." she had her fingertip on that d6 still, tilting it up onto an edge, then rolling to the next, slowly circling, the 4 pips always still mostly facing up. "Sounds mostly like a coinflip... half the time safe, half the time ugly." Another hit from the coffee cup, drinking hard this time, her throat gulping visibly as she swallowed down coffee and, more importantly, the cream. When the cup went down, the die came back up.
  16. [03:03] System: Threnody rolls 1d6: 4
  17. [03:08] Thot Coffee gave her a small smile. Four again. That was six weeks in the balls as on-demand tap. "So wanna hear the funniest part? At this point, you really can't roll lower than six weeks. That's forty-two days total." Bella said, leaning over the counter, enticing her. "You'll be churning in my nuts into next year. It literally only gets worse from here." She took her finger, pushing that four back to her. She rolled it on the edge with her fingertip. "But at this point, you're so far gone, it really isn't much of a risk. Roll another four? That's two months and thirty-six days, or basically speaking, three months and six days. Roll a six? Just four days shy of that, and a week shy if you hit a five. But still, so far gone it doesn't really matter, now, does it? Why don't you give it one last whirl?"
  18. [03:11] Threnody was trembling visibly, her cheeks flushed as Bellona laid out the numbers for her. She'd done the rarest thing. If this had been a full-sweep, she'd be a perma-churn slut, just another flavor for people to try out for all time. It was only a bit of caution at the start and bad luck now that left here where she was going to be for six weeks. She swallowed loudly, struggling with the sudden lump in her throat, her face red as she picked up the die in almost helpless hands. She shook her wrist, letting it clunk around a few times, before let it fall one. Last. Time.
  19. [03:11] System: Threnody rolls 1d6: 1
  20. [03:13] Thot Coffee grinned. She made quick note of it and flicked it over to her. It was only chance it landed on the four in doing so. "Nine and three? That's twenty seven. Want to round it out to an even two months? I don't mind either way." She said, coming around the counter, in full view. From this end, she was clearly pantsless. The bulge of her dick, heavy as it was, swung with the inertia of her steps. "If not, then just go ahead and strip. I'll get you churned in no time. What do you think, cherry?"
  21. [03:17] Threnody felt a rush of... relief? Disappointment? Four plus four plus one, nine, times three at 27. But the math was so much more dangerous than that. At eight already, if the last die had come up five or six, that would have broken 39. She exhaled again, her breath shuddering as she slid off the stool, unhooking her skirt and letting it fall around her ankles in one idle move, then unbutton her blazer and blouse. A tug to her necktie loosened it, and she just rolled it all off her body, standing only in heels and underwear. "I'd think more honey, honey," she said, voice squeaking slightly as she tapped on her glasses to show off amber irises. "Two months... December 1st all the way to February 1st... what a long vacation I'm taking thanks to one bad roll..." Her fingertips hooked in her panties, tugging them down after stripping off her bra.
  22. [03:22] Thot Coffee stepped up behind her, tugging her apron aside, legs spread and stance utterly confident. She spread the head of her dick alarmingly wide, showcase levels of stretchiness. It would be a bit uncomfortable, but been a while since she had squeezed someone together like this. Her cock pressed against her backside, swallowing up around the raven haired beauty's thighs and lower back in a single swoop, Bella ready to catch her even then and tilting her up to let gravity help, especially if the switch of position disoriented her any!
  23. [03:25] Threnody was used to going in head first, or feet first. She expected as the barista went behind her it was going to come down from above or something, when suddenly, hot and tight and strong flesh on her butt! She gave a yelp, the sudden push tilting her long legs up, doubling the raven-haired beauty over and pushing her chest against her thighs. Her feet left the floor, coming up to bump against the stool, a little flailing knocking over the empty coffee cup and scattering the dice. "Yeeep!" She tried to look back over her shoulder, but found it easier to look down, between her calves, at the huge balls waiting hungrily for her.
  24. [03:27] Thot Coffee grinned, holding tight. This also made getting around the pesky bits of most women, typically the hips and breasts, much easier. In truth, Bella preferred it this way, it was just inconvenient most of the time, and didn't give much of a show. "Whatcha think? More exciting like this, right? Can't look at 'em as properly going in feet first." She spoke up, voicing her own thoughts mostly. She rarely got the choice herself, not that she went seeking it. Another large gulp as it worked right over the girl's hips. She was so leggy~ And then another, gravity and Bella's arms working her in past her belly. Oh dear, she'd be gobbled up quick!
  25. [03:30] Threnody was leggy, but as a defense it wasn't helping against the voracious cock or gravity's helpful tug. She was squeezed in tighter on herself as the head slid along her back, coming up towards the backs of her knees. Her feet kicked helplessly, heels falling off. She always forgot about taking of her heels, but her flailing here dealt with it pretty reliably. The warm hands sent shivers through her, but it was the hot, grinding grip of the shaft that covered her pale skin in goosebumps. Her heart was racing as she could feel herself inching towards the balls. Well, not 'inching,' the cock seemed to take her in half-foot gulps or more each time it flexed around her. "They're so big... they're gonna be so full of me for so long..." she whined softly.
  26. [03:34] Thot Coffee didn't really give any sort of comfort, though to be fair, her hands were full not dropping her wholesale to the ground. Another gulp, to her knees. "That's right. And who knows? When you think about it, you might like it. If you're really worried, we could always try shortening your time, but you have to give and take. You want that chance, have to risk staying in longer too. Or maybe you'll just get addicted, unable to spend much time outside. Or maybe you'll never come out at all~ Such wonderful possibilities, don't you think?" She cooed, as if this was comforting. Maybe to her it was. Or maybe she was just taunting the girl. Regardless, the next yawning gulp opened beneath her, and Bella dropped her in, bulging that dick out as those nuts expanded, readying themselves to churn her up. Leggy yes, but quite thin. Bella doubted she'd last a minute once they actually got started~
  27. [03:38] Threnody gave a little grunt as the cock reached her knees, squeezed so tight in against herself. The teasing coo from right behind her was achingly erotic, that promise, that existential threat. And she knew how true it was, the sign outside listed those flavors that were forever available and on tap, reminders that some people never escaped. And she couldn't help admit she was soaking wet as the shaft threatened to gobble her up completely. She chewed her lower lip, heart pounding, and couldn't resist moaning out, "Alright! Let's make it a Hard EscaaAAAaAAAAaaaa!" Before being cut off, her head, feet, and long dark hair just vanishing into the shaft. The bulge of her traveled down and landed as a heavy, Threnody-shaped bulge just stretching Bellona's nuts wide.
  28. [03:42] Thot Coffee sighed, settling against the counter. She bent over as her nuts swirled, cum churning her up already with the alarming speed and efficiency that got them their industrial grade rating, and picked up the dice, setting them on the counter once more.. She was a bonafide slutnut churning machine, and they'd mulch any wannabe ballbatter up quick. The barista hummed as it went, a little tune to pass the time while her balls worked the girl over, draining the colour from every inch of her, then wrecking her solidity and definition. From there, even a light jostle would dislodge entire bits of her, arm or foot sloughing off here and there until she was nothing but cockpaste and coffee creamer.
  29. [03:50] Threnody made such noises as the heavy balls worked around her, churning squirming flesh with some ease. Her leggy legs kicked out weakly, though that stopped once they grew pale, soft, and gooey, and bit by bit the girl-shape in those nuts grew softer, rounder. The moans rose up higher and more thrilled, sexually ecstatic as the ferocious nuts did their work. Soon, the bulge was heavy, mostly rounded, a heart-beat away from snuffing out the doomed witch and making her into fresh cream. Creamer.
  30. [03:54] Thot Coffee made her way back around the counter. It wasn't an overly dramatic thing, from the barista's perspective. Her nuts simply wound down, and as they settled, like a flame to a sudden gust of wind, the witch was gone. Bella took a hand and gave herself a few tugs, tasting the thick tap and smacking her lips. Honey indeed. Girl had called it. Hmm, mix it with regular cream then for best results, taste wise, anyhow. What the girl experienced, she didn't know and couldn't say. But Bella had a new flavour to the tap. She was half tempted to try and churn it further, just because the girl in fact, had gotten a total of three sevens. She debated it for a good long while, long after she had turned her into high grade slutnut coffee creamer and into the night.
  31. [03:57] Threnody was gone with one last churn and squeeze. Two months of flavor... maybe more. She had certainly been saying something about the hard escape trial, and with how many temp/perma nutsluts kept falling into Bellona's sac, it was a promising thing. And who could say for sure? Two months was a long time to leave the witch in there. A long time to 'forget' she was supposed to be left out. A long time to finish her off and add another flavor to the menu board.
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