My name is Gloria, and today my life is about to change forever. In just a few hours I’m going to be leaving to Mars as one of just 400 people chosen to settle a small town. Engineers and scientists have created a fully self sustaining living area, it will be my job to help shape how a brand new society will function. I’m sure many of the other people involved in the program see this as an opportunity to be a part of creating a new way of living but for me this is just a way to escape.
My problems all started back in highschool, in my freshman year I was a thin awkward looking girl with big fish lips. I got bullied by practically everyone, and began to spend most of my days making friends online. By my senior year something had changed, I had grown boobs, 30D to be exact. None of my shirts fit the same anymore and I was now showing tons of cleavage constantly. When walking down the halls boys that used to make fun of me were now trying not to stare at my tits. I hate to admit it but I loved the attention, so much so that I started to forget how cruel they once were.
One day a boy who used to bully me named Chris asked me to watch movies at his house while his parents were away. Forgetting how much of a prick he had been I accepted his invitation. It was my first date and I was too excited to even care who was asking me. That night as we watched the movie Chris wouldn’t stop grabbing at me and touching me. It was really pervy but it felt great to have someone that attracted to me. Eventually he got me topless and was squeezing and sucking on my tits. It felt good and he was much more experienced than I was so I let him take the lead.
Before I knew it Chris had me on my knees sucking his dick. He kept on pushing my head down forcing me to go deeper and would every once in a while take his dick out to stroke it while he said things like “you little slut.” It was a bit strange but I chalked it up to naivety on my part, I figured that this was probably just what giving blowjobs was like. After pulling his dick out of my mouth again he said “get ready for facial slut” as he quickly pumped his dick. I had no idea what he meant so I just looked up at him smiling.
The next thing I knew a huge glob of cum landed on my forehead. Shocked I started to turn my head but Chris grabbed me by the hair and held me still while shooting more cum across my nose and lips. He grunted and flicked the last few drops off onto my cheek and let go of me. With a mix of disgust and humiliation I sat there stunned waiting for Chris to pass me a tissue or something. Instead he tossed my shirt and bra at me and told me to leave. Having no other choice I wiped my face clean with my shirt and quickly put my bra back on. The whole time Chris just sat back and ignored me while I pulled on my cum soaked t-shirt.
I felt completely used and disgusting that night after getting home but the worst was yet to come. It didn’t take very long for me to find out during the next week of school that Chris had filmed the whole thing. Practically everyone had watched me blow him and take a cumshot to the face. Teachers found out and finally put a stop to it, and Chris was expelled but the damage had already been done. I was now the school slut, the girls would all spread rumors about me and the guys would all try to fuck me. I even had my History teacher ask me to stay after class once and try to ask me on a date. He no doubt had seen the video or atleast heard about it and saw his chance to score with a hot young girl.
The rest of the year was a complete nightmare, I eventually stopped wearing makeup and put on oversized hoodies just to attract less attention. After graduation I was excited to get out into the real world. It wasn’t really an option for me to go to college so I wouldn’t be able to move away so I did the next best thing and got a job. Not having a lot of choices as a 18 year old with no job experience I started as a server at a restaurant called “Milk Shakes.” It was a theme restaurant where the servers all wore low cut tops and tight spandex shorts. It wasn’t really the most dignified job but I was able to get quite a bit in tips even though it meant having middle aged men stare at my chest.
It didn’t take long before I started to have trouble there too, first it was some of my former classmates coming in to mock me. They would shove dollar bills into my cleavage for a tip or ask how much a blowjob was. After telling them to leave I was pulled aside by my manager John, a man in his early 40s with a slight pot belly and a receding hairline. He told me that what I had done was inappropriate, that men in here were bound to do things like that. “Just use it to get more tips, especially with your reputation you have to expect them to act like that” he said. I was shocked to hear that he knew about the video and started to panic at the thought of him seeing it.
“Those were paying customers you just sent out our door, you’re lucky I don’t fire you right now for that” he said putting his hand on my shoulder. “How about you make it up to me and we’ll call it even” he said pushing down on my shoulder. I pushed his hand off of me and told him to fuck off, but he wasn’t quite done with me yet. “Have it your way, you’re fired” he snarled, but I was already turning to leave. “I’m going to need your uniform back” he said referring to the cheap T-shirt I was wearing. I hadn’t brought a change of clothes, and to be honest I thought the shirt was mine. “You’ve got to be kidding me” I said indignantly, but he just stood there fuming. I was just about to take off the shirt and walk out in my bra, but then he said “Unless you want to suck my cock.” That sent me over the edge and I punched him right in the face.
When I got home my parents told me that they would be moving out of state for my dad’s work and the house would be mine. I would be responsible for all the bills and I would have to buy my own food, but it would be rent free. It was a pretty good deal and I happily accepted, but avoided mentioning that I just quit my job. For the next month I looked for a job but I wasn’t getting any calls back. Pretty soon I would be out of money, and not be able to buy food. It looked like my only option was to ask for my job back at Milk Shakes. Desperate, I gave John a call and told him I was sorry and would like a second chance. “So you’ve come crawling back?” He said in a smug voice, “So, can I have my job back?” I asked. “That depends, are you gunna give up that tight little pussy?” He replied. My blood boiled, but I tried to hold back from yelling at him. After a few seconds of silence he started again saying “How about you come to my place this Saturday, and we’ll have a private job interview?” I sighed deeply and agreed to it.
Later that night I desperately looked for work somewhere else, and that’s when I came across the application. It was for people to volunteer to be settlers on the new Mars colony being built. It seemed like a long shot but I signed up anyways. The application asked seemingly random questions that were supposed to judge if you were the type of person they wanted. It was more like a personality test then a scientific assessment, but shortly after I hit the submit button I got an email back. It said I was selected into the next group and I was now going to have an in person interview. It felt too good to be true, and right away I started to think it was a scam but at least I wouldn’t have to fuck John this way.
I went through the whole process and before I knew it I was one of the final 400. It was split up between 200 men, and 200 women who would be travelling in separate missions. They never clarified why it was split by gender, but I assumed was to prevent relationships during travel. The trip would be 9 months, and I’m sure it would cause a lot of problems if someone got pregnant on the way. That brings me to today, where I’m packing up my assigned clothing and sanitary supplies. I was allowed just one item I could bring, so naturally I brought my vibrator.
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