My sugar daddy asks me for weird favors

My sugar daddy asks me for weird favors Once upon a time, my life was a complete mess. I had just dropped out of college, I was unemployed, I had no money and I did little more than sit on my bed playing video games and smoking weed. To support myself, I worked on and off as an adult cam model, although it wasn't the job I enjoyed the most. In the end, it was the only thing I could do that kept me afloat. I was already blacked out once, when the chat of my profile rang out loud. I was not expecting anyone to show up at that time. I looked at the screen of my laptop. My heart stopped. It was "sugar_daddy_2000". And he had a proposal for me: — sugar_daddy_2000: Hey. Would you like to earn 5 thousand dollars? — It was the first time I had seen this profile in my chat. I had no idea who he was and how he got to my profile, but the proposal was too crazy to ignore: — Kitty_little: what would I have to do for 5 thousand dollars? — sugar_daddy_2000: I'll send you a message with the details. — Kitty_little: ok — sugar_daddy_2000: hi. so this is the proposal: once a week, I'll send you some requests, and you'll have to fulfill them. It's all pretty simple stuff. — Kitty_little: Yh, more or less what I do in my work, right? — sugar_daddy_2000: pretty much! So are you in? — Kitty_little: yeah. I'm in. — sugar_daddy_2000: Then I'll send you the first request. — Whoever this person was, he was direct. I liked that. A few seconds later, a message popped up on my screen: — sugar_daddy_2000: I would like you to go to the grocery store at 1234th street and buy a box of Cheerios cereal and a carton of almond milk. Open the box, serve yourself a bowl with the cereal and milk and eat it all (you can eat it in the car, I don't care where, just eat it) — Kitty_little: ok. Got it. — At that moment, 5 thousand dollars was a fortune. More than what I owed the bank and more than what I would earn in three months of streaming. Plus, it was just going to the grocery store and eating a bowl of Cheerios cereal, how hard could it be? So I got up from the bed. I still had no idea who that person was, nor why he had contacted me. But it didn't matter much. I grabbed my purse and wallet and went to the door. I opened the door to the street and then closed it. I was already walking down the street when I stopped. Why did I have to eat Cheerios cereal specifically? And why almond milk? Maybe it was because of the fiber, I thought. Maybe the Cheerios cereal was going to give me diarrhea and by drinking almond milk, which was a dairy-free milk, it wouldn't give me gas. I didn't give it any more importance. I got to the grocery store. I had spent less than 20 minutes going to the grocery store. It was a nearby grocery store, and at that time of day, a Monday at 6:00 p.m., there were no cars circulating and few pedestrians at street level. I walked in through the automatic doors. I did a quick reconnaissance and soon found the cereal section. Cheerios cereal was the first box I saw, I just had to stretch out my hand to touch it. I took a box of Cheerios cereal and walked over to the refrigerators to look for the carton of almond milk. I didn't see it. I looked and looked but I couldn't see it. Until I finally found it on the bottom shelf. I grabbed the carton of almond milk. I held the box of Cheerios cereal in one hand and the carton of almond milk in the other. I walked to the door, ready to go to the checkout. But I stopped. I was going to pay 10 dollars for a box of cereal and a carton of almond milk. And then I was going to eat it in the car. Was I really going to do that? I didn't care, I had a proposal that would change my life forever. So I took the box and carton to the checkout. I paid for the cereal and milk, picked up my change and walked out to my car with what looked like a box that weighed 5 kilos and a carton of milk. I put the box and carton of milk in the seat next to the driver's seat. I got in the car and closed the door. I looked at the box and carton of milk on the seat. I unfolded the box. I opened the plastic wrapping of the cereal and poured it into the box. I looked at the carton of milk. My hands trembled with every movement I made. I was already paranoid. I opened the carton of milk, I filled the box with milk, and I began to eat the Cheerios cereal. I finished the box in less than 10 minutes. I didn't know what to do with the box and carton of milk. In the end, I lowered the car window and threw both the box and carton of milk on the floor of the parking lot. I closed the car window and drove home. That's it. I had done it. I had earned 5 thousand dollars, or so I thought. When I arrived home, sugar_daddy_2000 was waiting for me in the chat: — sugar_daddy_2000: did you eat the Cheerios cereal? — Kitty_little: yeah. I ate it. — sugar_daddy_2000: and? — Kitty_little: and... nothing. — sugar_daddy_2000: nothing? — Kitty_little: yeah, nothing. — sugar_daddy_2000: did you finish the box? — Kitty_little: yeah. I finished the box. — sugar_daddy_2000: how did you feel while you ate? — Kitty_little: I felt normal. — sugar_daddy_2000: did anything weird happen to you while you ate? — Kitty_little: no. Nothing weird happened to me while I ate. — sugar_daddy_2000: did you get dizzy while you ate? — Kitty_little: no. I didn't feel dizzy. — sugar_daddy_2000: did you feel like vomiting? — Kitty_little: no. I didn't want to vomit. — sugar_daddy_2000: did you feel sleepy? — Kitty_little: no. I didn't feel sleepy. — sugar_daddy_2000: you didn't feel anything? — Kitty_little: no... I didn't feel anything weird. — sugar_daddy_2000: ok. Then you didn't complete the request. — Kitty_little: what?? then I didn't complete the request? — sugar_daddy_2000: no. You didn't complete the request. — Kitty_little: but... what did I do wrong? — sugar_daddy_2000: what did you feel while you ate the Cheerios cereal? — Kitty_little: I felt... normal. — sugar_daddy_2000: so you lied to me. — Kitty_little: no! I didn't lie to you. — sugar_daddy_2000: yes, you lied to me. You told me you felt normal. But the truth is that you didn't feel normal. Did you? — Kitty_little: well... what I felt was a little fear. — sugar_daddy_2000: FEAR!! did you feel FEAR??? — Kitty_little: yeah... I felt a little fear. And? — sugar_daddy_2000: and nothing. You didn't complete the request. — Kitty_little: motherfucker! So now you're going to pay me or not? — sugar_daddy_2000: no. I told you. You didn't complete the request. But don't worry. Next time you'll be better right? — Kitty_little: next time? so are you going to give me another chance? — sugar_daddy_2000: of course. Yes. You still have a chance. And I'll still give you the 5 thousand dollars. But you have to complete the requests I send you. — Kitty_little: of course. Yes. Of course I will. — sugar_daddy_2000: then we have a deal. — Kitty_little: yes. We have a deal. — sugar_daddy_2000: good then. Here's the second request: — Whoever this person was, he was direct. I liked that. A few seconds later, a message popped up on my screen: — sugar_daddy_2000: I would like you to go to the pharmacy at 567th street and buy a box of Band-Aid band-aids and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. Open the box, serve yourself a band-aid and put it on your finger. Then, clean your finger with hydrogen peroxide. — Kitty_little: ok. I'll do it. — At that moment, 5 thousand dollars was

My sugar daddy asks me for weird favors

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