Project Serenity

The year is 2032. The financial state of the country is in ruins, racial differences are at an all-time high, crime has risen 300% since the stock market crash of 2029, and overall morale is at an all-time low. None of the programs that the government has put into place to this point has made any difference. It's time for some drastic changes. And the government has pulled out all the stops....

Introducing Project Serenity

In a world filled with frustration, stress, and record lows in morale, the government put together a program to help eliminate some of those worries. By implementing Project Serenity, its goal is to allow users to take part in the program as opposed to taking part in acts of violence, committing major crimes, etc. By participating in the program, it gave users the chance to focus on what we as humans truly need to relieve ourselves of the burdens of everyday life.

On the day of one's eighteenth birthday, the new Project Serenity application will be installed on a citizen's cell phone. They will have 48 hours to log into the application and fill out their entire profile. This profile will comprise general information like Name, Height, Weight, Eye Color, Body Type, etc. But that's just the very beginning of a user's profile. Once that portion is completed, a more detailed questionnaire will need to be filled out by the user as well, and this questionnaire is much more invasive, asking questions relating to Home Address, Work Address, Work schedule, Free time, Family Members, Total of Past Boyfriends / Girlfriends, number of sexual partners in the past, Straight/Bi/Gay, etc.

Now, some may find the application offputting at first, unsure of what its main purpose is. But that usually becomes fairly clear once they reach their dashboard. Project Serenity is known as a very 'social' type of application, one that is based on connecting two individuals for a brief amount of time. The government would have you believe it was an application used to make friends, connect with strangers, and find people you are truly happy to hang out with. However, because of the state of the country, it rapidly became known as the 'Pimp' app.

The way the application works is by allowing a user to search for others in several ways, including age, gender, education level, sexual orientation, and location. Serenity will then find the best matches based on your preferences. Once a user has found another user, they wish to contact / hang out with, they will click the "Request" button, allowing the requester the chance to input details about where they would like to hang out, what they would like to do, etc. This was harmless and fun, however, it was determined that in order to get people to take part, it was deemed mandatory to take part with your requester. The only way to avoid having to hang out with your requester is to submit a $500 wave fee. This would allow the requestee to skip hanging out with that individual and would put their profile on a 72 hour pause where the user would not have to take part in requests.

Originally, many thought that the project was stupid and wouldn't hold up because of the heavy demand, but those smarter than its original developers soon exploited it. Because of its steep cost to wave requests, along with its ranking system after each session, a majority of the users manipulated the system, using it to 'get some' whenever they wanted. The requestee basically had four options: They could submit the wave fee, they could ignore the request and be fined, they could attend the session and not take part, resulting in their rating to go down, also resulting in disciplinary action, or they could cave, taking part in what the requester wanted, usually revolving around humbling sexual experiences.

The government had a system in place set for complaints and issues revolving around the project, allowing users to submit emails expressing their concerns. However, they failed to assign anyone to that task force... so they currently go unnoticed.

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On the North side of Athens, Georgia lived a small family. Mom and Dad, Brooke and Carl, along with their twin daughters, Breanne and Jenny. Breanne and Jenny were not identical twins at birth, so you could definitely tell them apart. Breanne stood at 5 ft 3 inches tall, weighing in at around 115 pounds. Jenny was taller at 5 ft 6 inches, weighing in at about 140 pounds. Both girls were pretty, petite, with pale skin. Breanne's hair was a dark brown, while Jenny's was a little lighter, showing more of a dirty blonde color.

The date is August 3rd. A day that both of the girls had been fairly excited about. They had been thinking about what it would be like to turn eighteen, what it would be like to finally become an adult. That was until Project Serenity was released. Both of the girls were fairly nervous as they had heard horror stories about some things their friends and their friends' older siblings had gone through and experienced. On the eve of the twin's eighteenth birthday, their parents sat them both down and discussed things with them, including the Serenity app and what sort of rules they were expected to follow. Their family was fairly poor, so the only possible way they could afford a wave fee was if it came straight from the girls' accounts. They would have to keep money stashed on the application if they needed to get out of a jam. That was going to be difficult for the girls to do. They both had jobs, but they were both very involved at school, they were both on the tennis team, and they barely could make enough money for gas, let alone a $500 wave fee... that was a steep fee to pay.

On the morning of the 3rd, both of the girls woke up and filled out the application together for moral support. The initial information was pretty simple, filling in their names, contact information, physical appearance, etc. However, for the more invasive part of the application, it was a lot more difficult to fill out.

Neither of them had had many significant others in the past. Breanne had two boyfriends before, of which she had only slept with him twice, while Jenny had one boyfriend in the past, but she had barely had a hand up her shirt, let alone slept with anyone. It wasn't because she wasn't pretty by any means, but there was one other major factor that separated Breanne from Jenny physically. Jenny was born part male. At first glance, you would one thousand percent think she is all female: Pale, slim figure, petite frame, even a pair of breasts. But once you investigated 'below the border', she wielded a shaft and a pair of balls like a man. And this made her incredibly insecure. Only a handful of people knew, and the fear of everyone finding out because of Serenity was a very real fear. Breanne did her best to keep her spirits up, but she ran into issues of her own as soon as she submitted the final portion of her profile.

*Buzz Buzz*

A notification popped up on Breanne's phone.

"Congratulations on your first request!" The tagline said in a cheerful manner, but Breanne felt anything but cheerful. She swiped up to get more information about her requester.

Her requester was a man she had never met before.

"Taylor Daniels - Caucasian - Age 29" Breanne read. Seeing the age gap of eleven years made her uneasy at first. But just like she did with Jenny, Jenny tried to be a bit more optimistic about Breanne.

"Maybe he's a nice guy. He could just want to hang out at the mall or something..." Jenny said, trying to pass it off like it's no big deal.

Breanne shrugged a bit as she continued down to the details of the request.

"Location of meet up: Sandy Creek Park - Parking Lot

Time to meet up: 2:00pm

Type of activity: Other

Details from the requester: You've got pretty lips... can't wait to see them wrapped around my dick"

Breanne's stomach sank as she read that. Jenny's eyes looked surprised at how bold and forward Taylor was to his description. "I.... I can't.... there's no way..." Breanne said looking down at the app in disbelief. "There has to be a way out of it...."

Jenny chimed in, "I dont think there is... You can't add funds for the first 48 hours.... and the penalty for not showing is going to be more than the wave fee...."

Breanne was stuck. There was nothing she could do. And she was going to have to hurry, as it was a bit of a drive to Sandy Creek Park. She reluctantly got up and got dressed, putting on a pair of black jean shorts with a flowing blue and white striped short sleeve button up. She left her hair down and threw on a pair of white tennis shoes. Before she knew it, she was grabbing her purse, her phone, her keys, and she was out the door.

It took her a good 25 minutes to get to the park. The entire way, she got more and more nervous about the idea of this encounter. She kept saying to herself how this can't be right... How is this a thing....

As she pulled up to the park, there were a few cars in the parking lot. She slowed to a stop to look at the description again. "Black SUV - Blacked-out windows - end of the parking lot". She looked up and saw the vehicle about 20 spaces down, waiting quietly, almost like it was expecting her. She let her foot slip off the brake as she drove down and parked a spot over from where the SUV was. Cautiously, she looked over into the front seat. There was no one there... She turned off her car and stepped out to have a look around. As she did, the back passenger door flung open.

"Get in," she heard someone say.

She hesitated slightly, but knew she had no choice. Breanne used both hands to pull herself up into the back seat of the SUV. As she closed the door behind her, Taylor came into view and she was stunned to see him already naked from the waist down. His left hand slowly stroked his cock as he looked over at her.

"Damn girl, you are even cuter than your profile photo." He said, as he didn't hide his interest in her.

Breanne was clearly uneasy about the entire situation as she kept fairly close to the door on her side. Taylor noticed her looking uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, Bre? First time or something?" Taylor said.

"It is yea..." she responded.

"Oh dang, like on the app and everything?" Taylor said, surprised.

Breanne nodded. "It's my birthday today."

Taylor's eyes lit up. "Wholy shit. No way! How lucky am I?" He said, not understanding how new Breanne was to the app. "Well, sweetheart, it's pretty straightforward, really. We meet. You use that pretty little mouth of yours for a few minutes. I give you a glowing review on the app, and we go our separate ways. How does that sound?"

Breanne was repulsed by the idea of basically being made to offer sexual favors to strangers. It seemed incredibly immoral. She looked forward out of the front window briefly, almost as if contemplating her options... as if she had any.

Taylor saw the hesitation in her eyes. Still knowing he had full control, he smirked. "Look, either you get busy or you can pay the $1200 'refusal' fee." He didn't actually know how much the refusal fee was, but he made sure it was enough to make a point.

Breanne took another breath, trying to come to terms with what she had to do. She slowly glanced over, down to Taylor's already half erect penis as he stroked it, watching her face. He could see the gears in her mind racing before she shifted in her seat, turning towards him more.

Taylor smiled as he watched her tuck her hair behind her left ear, seeing her slowly reach her right hand over and take his cock reluctantly into her hand. "Mmmm at a girl." He said. Breanne could feel his cock instantly get harder, feeling it stiffen in a matter of seconds as she slowly stroked him. This was only the third cock she had ever handled, so she was plenty nervous. Taylor slowly let his right hand guide over to the back of Breanne's head, feeling her soft hair as he guided her to lower herself down. Breanne repositioned herself and blushed slightly as she leaned over, feeling Taylor's hand on the back of her head the entire way.

Breanne paused just before making contact, taking a deep breath, licking her lips, then opening her mouth, letting the head of his cock slide past her lips for the first time. Taylor looked down and watched as his cock disappeared into Breannes mouth.

"Ohhhhh fuck..... " He muttered under his breath as he felt Breanne slide back up on his cock before pressing down again, taking more of it in. "That feels nice." Breanne blushed even more than she slid her mouth up and down slowly on his cock, letting it glide over her tongue, feeling it pulse in her mouth occasionally. Taylor's hand pet Breanne's hair twice before falling to her back.

After a moment of getting used to Taylor's hard cock, Breanne sucked more aggressively, taking it into her mouth farther and farther, letting herself bob up and down on it, trying to forget about the idea that the government basically pimped her out to this strange man and just tried to make the best of the situation. As she did, Taylor's cock slid to the back of her throat a time or two, taking Taylor by surprise. With his left hand, Taylor pulled up Breanne's profile in the Serenity app.

"Wholy fuck.... there's no way you've only sucked three cocks before... youve gotta be lying." Taylor said as he reviewed the app. Breanne didn't respond, continuing to suck him. Her petite frame rocking back and forth, her soft lips running up and down on his shaft, her tongue continuing to wrap around him every time. It was driving him mad, so much so that it was bringing him closer and closer to finishing. Breanne could feel the head of his cock beginning to swell, the shaft of his cock pulsing in her mouth, Taylor's hips trying to match the pace of her mouth coming down on him. He wasn't able to hold back much longer.

After Taylor grew closer and closer, Breanne bobbed her head up and down on his cock quicker, teasing his sensitive head more and more. Breanne slid it into her mouth a time or two more, trying to get the timing right. At the last moment, Breanne slid it to the back of her mouth and felt Taylor was about to come. She began pulling her head back, intending to jerk him off for the finale, but Taylor had other plans.

As Breanne tried to pull her head off at the last minute, Taylor placed his hand on the back of Breanne's head, holding her onto his cock as he shot his load straight into her mouth. Breanne was shocked, feeling helpless. Taylor's cock pulsed, shooting strand after strand into her mouth, making her take his load into her mouth, making her taste it all.

"Uhhhh fuuuuuck ya..... Take that load, Bre." He said as he felt his balls ache, completely unloading into her unexpecting mouth.

Breanne, upauld at this act, instinctively opened her mouth, letting the load slop down out of her mouth, making a mess of her lips and chin, as well as Taylor's crotch. But he didn't care, as he was still riding his high.

"Welcome to Serenity, sweetheart."

Once the ordeal was over, Breanne quickly returned to her car, grabbing the nearest water bottle, rinsing her mouth out several times and spitting into the parking lot next to her car. She was mortified that that had just happened. As she tried to regain her composure, Taylor started his car and began pulling away shouting "Thanks for the blow, fuck face". Breanne was beside herself.

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Over the next couple of days, Breanne struggled to get the event out of her mind. She did everything that she could to reconcile with it. She talked to her sister about it. She tried to see how others handled it online. The best she could find was to keep a positive attitude, keep her head up, and focus on the positives. Sadly, this situation provided very few positives. Yes, she technically had gotten her first session over with on the app. That is a plus. But it seemed like a drop in the ocean that was Serenity.

Luckily, after a successful meeting, the requestee gets a few days off before the next time someone can request you again. So Breanne had time to calm herself down, focus on being a senior and enjoying the last few weeks of summer before school started back up again.

Over these couple of days, Breanne could spend a lot of time with her sister at home, while also planning her fall classes and getting ready for tennis season. Both she and her sister played tennis together on the varsity team, switching between singles and doubles occasionally. It was something they really connected over and the team was a lot of fun to hang around with. A lot of the girls were planning ongoing to a minor league baseball game on Friday night to start the season off right. This would get everyone's mind right and it would be a great bonding experience before their senior year.

Friday came and both Breanne and Jenny were getting ready for the baseball game. Jenny had on a pair of shorts with a nice blouse, which Breanne had on a pair of white khaki shorts and a teal UNC t-shirt. UNC was Breanne's school of choice, which didn't always sit well with people in the area, since UofG was the local favorite. Once the girls were ready, they both hopped into Jenny's car and made their way to the game. They arrived early, so they had time to get through security, find their seats and hang out with their teammates for a bit before the game started.

It was a nice evening; the sun was just setting behind the stadium, many people showed up to the game to watch. Any means did not sell the stadium out, but it was a good crowd for a Friday night. The team bought grass seats down the third base line near the home run fence. Two teammates had already laid out a couple of blankets for the girls to sit on while they caught up, socialized, etc. Breanne and Jenny both felt like they were in their element. Good friends, a fun social event, snacks, great weather... It was perfect. The game had started off smoothly. The game was well into the third inning; the sun had just set, and the home team was already winning, putting the crowd into a good mood.

Almost too good...

Just as the last third inning had come to a close, Breanne heard her phone go off. She had not set a specific notification tone to the Serenity app yet, so it was a surprise to her to see the notification come through. The color drained from her face even before she opened the app to see the specific details. Jenny saw Breanne looking at her phone for an extended period and bumped her arm to see what she was looking at. Breanne didn't even have to say anything as she glanced back at Jenny with a look that said it all. "Dang it...." she said to herself. Opening up her phone and swiping at the app.

"Congratulations on your request!" Breanne rolled her eyes as she swiped down quickly, almost annoyed at the idea of it being something to be congratulated for.

"Frank Ortiz - 42 years old

Location: Foley Field

Time of meet up: 5th inning

Type of activity: Other

Details from the requester: Take me out AT the ballgame.... Section 106, Row D, seat 9"

"Oh come on..." Breanne said to herself as she saw the location of where she was supposed to meet her next requester. She turned her head back towards Jenny. "He's freaking here at the game..."

Jenny's eyes lit up as she ate a handful of popcorn. "He is?? Where?" Breanne showed the phone to Jenny, then drew her attention towards the middle of the stadium, looking to see who it might be. "That sucks, Brea. Im sorry.... " That's all Jenny could say. There was nothing she could do to help her sister out.

As the fourth inning continued, Breanne sighed as she stood up, saying goodbye to her friends for now, and made her way along the concourse towards section 106. Breanne felt annoyed at the idea of cutting her evening short with her team to meet up with a strange man at a baseball game. But she felt a little more optimistic about this one, as they were both at the game already. Maybe he just wanted to meet up and watch with someone.