̷N̷e̷m̷o̷ Molly games; David's Story( chapter 3) (Patreon)

And here is the penultimate chapter of this story^^ By the way, good news: starting Monday, I'm finally starting a new training course. Let's hope this one will be more effective than the previous one. I hope you enjoy reading it, and see you on Saturday ^^

Ch1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/nemo-molly-games-138034789Ch2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/nemo-molly-games-138592283_______________________________________________________________________

Day 10:I woke up calm and focused to face Mr Jackal's challenge, and I must admit that I wasn't ready for what he had planned.He gave me a magnificent ball gown, and my challenge was to seduce a man and get him to sign a contract on behalf of Jackal.

That bastard had planned a challenge that meant he would win no matter what. If I won the challenge, he would have a contract signed for millions, and if I lost, he would have me as a consolation prize.I was getting ready for the evening when Molly handed me a pair of long white gloves. I asked her what they were for, and she explained that they weren't ordinary gloves and that she had given a pair to Miss Green.The gloves were made with special fibre and nanorobots that increased the strength of the wearer tenfold. I understood why Sasha had won the arm wrestling match with the giant.Molly helped me get dressed, then the twins did my make-up and hair. When I saw myself in the mirror, I was shocked.

I looked magnificent, and when I started to cry, Molly wiped away my tears and told me that I had always been beautiful, but now I was as beautiful on the inside as I was on the outside.When I arrived at the party, I didn't know where to put myself. I wasn't used to this kind of party when I was a man, but as a woman, it was a trial by fire. Fortunately, I was still in contact with Molly, who had put a receiver in one of my earrings, allowing me to listen to her advice.I relaxed at the bar for a few minutes until my target arrived. He was a handsome young man who looked like a prince from a fairy tale, but I was quickly brought back down to earth because he was on the same level as Mr. Parrot.

He was a complete pervert who treated women like objects. It was then that I realised why he was called the Jackal: he really was a first-class bastard.I approached him and tried a very sensual approach. I thought I had succeeded, but listening to my friends' debriefing, I realised I had messed up completely, which was lucky because I had caught his attention.He took me for easy prey and offered to buy me a drink. I accepted and shared some stories about my life with him. He listened intently, but I knew it was all smoke and mirrors because I included some glaring inconsistencies and he didn't notice them.

He didn't care what I was saying, he just wanted to get me drunk. Then he asked me to dance for a long time, and when that was over, he asked me to leave with him. He took two glasses of champagne and pulled me out of the room.He gave me a glass, which I drank in one gulp, then I looked him in the eyes to kiss him and poured the champagne I hadn't swallowed down his throat. He tried to push me away, but with the gloves on, I was able to hold him against the wall easily.He panicked, but it was too late. He getting drunk du to the large amount of alcohol he dranks. He insulted me before falling into a trance. He couldn't resist, and I asked him to sign the contract, which he did without question.I decided to take him to his room to prevent anyone from finding him. It was then that I realised what he had in store for me. He was a misogynist, so I took the opportunity to protect other girls.

I would never have known if I had succeeded, because I left the room to give his signed contract to the jackal and complete his challenge.Day 11:After celebrating my victory, I didn't expect the Parrot to bring up his challenge, and I wasn't the only one, because Molly seemed as surprised as I was.We headed to the venue and discovered a ring. He had planned a wrestling match and had an outfit for me to wear, which I put on. It was tight-fitting and had a demon-shaped hood.He explained the rules to me. They were very simple: anything goes, and the loser is the one who loses their mask during the duel.So I had only one goal: to remove my opponent's mask while keeping mine on my head.

Unfortunately, I suspected it wouldn't be that simple, because, first of all, I had never fought before, and secondly, I had a feeling there would be some touching involved in this fight.Because it was Mr. Parrot's champion, but more importantly, his champion had been sucking his cock since we arrived.I wasn't ready for what was about to happen. He let out a cry of pleasure and his champion stood up, revealing that she wasn't a woman at all when I saw the bulge of his penis distorting his tight-fitting outfit.

She climbed into the ring and I did the same. The fight began. She wanted to shake my hand, which I did, but she didn't let go and spat a white liquid on my face.My blood ran cold and I threw a clothesline punch that pinned her to the ground, then followed up with a few kicks, but she managed to get back up and then grabbed me to throw me down, and I fell to the ground.

I tried to get up, but she blocked me halfway and pinned my face to her crotch, leaving it there for several seconds. It was then that I realised she wasn't there to win, but just to excite her master and humiliate me.I'd had enough, so I headbutted her in the groin, which freed me from her grip, but something surprised me: she seemed to like it.I found myself on my knees in front of her and launched into a low blow to her private parts. Even though she let out a little cry of pleasure, she ended up on her knees, which allowed me to get up and kick her hard, knocking her to the ground.I jumped on her to start removing her mask, but she was strong and gave me a Kinshasa, which knocked me down.But I didn't stay down. I rolled out of the ring, ran back in on the other side, and unleashed a series of atemis, which forced her back towards the ropes. I followed up with a spear that pinned her to the ground.I hurried back to her head to remove her mask, but she resisted. I had never met such a tough woman, but I had the advantage because I had managed to detach part of the mask. Unfortunately, she threw herself into the fight with everything she had.

She followed up with an acrobatic combination, starting with atemis followed by kicks. She gained momentum from the ropes and finished with a moonsault that knocked me out cold.When I woke up, she tried to remove my mask, but I wasn't going to let myself be beaten by a bimbo, especially since it was that idiot Kevin.I grabbed her mask and gave her a violent Kinshasa, my knee hitting her head, followed by a second one that made the seams come apart.I got up like a warrior and delivered a simple but effective Curb Stomp attack, jumping up and pushing my opponent's head with my foot so that it hit the ground.My opponent was stunned, so I took the opportunity to remove his mask, show it off, and then throw it in the Parrot's face.

I had won, and Molly gave me a towel to clean my face. I returned to my dressing room, proud of what I had just accomplished, knowing that I had only one challenge left.

end of chapter 3