Common Sense Hijack System-Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Karl was totally glued to the screen, checking out the trending topic on social media. "Spermberggirl" was the talk of the town, with thousands of peeps commenting and sharing the deets.

At first, Karl was just curious about the weird-ass name, but when he clicked on the main article, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. The face of the woman on the screen was someone he knew, the lady he messed with last night, Cindy.

Instant guilt slapped him in the face. He remembered the whole thing - what he thought was just a harmless kinky idea for his pleasure, now turned into a viral mockery.

In a widely circulated video, Cindy, now known as Spermberggirl, spilled the beans on how she didn't remember the incident at all. She simply recalled being approached to chat about stocks by a mysterious dude rocking a mask.

Karl rubbed his face, feeling his heart racing. He never imagined his kinky escapade would end like this - with someone he fooled becoming viral fodder and the butt of jokes for many. It was a mix of emotions, a cocktail of shame, guilt, and tension because his identity remained undisclosed.

Karl scrolled through his phone, reading all the comments flooding the posts about Spermberggirl. Most peeps seemed entertained and treated the video as fap material, while others condemned and suspected the mysterious guy in the video of having hypnotic powers.

The deeper Karl delved, the more adrenaline surged inside him owing to the increasing details.

Cindy spilled the beans in an interview about how the ordeal triggered her depression. She decided to report some haters to cyber security and tried to report the mysterious dude (Karl) to the cops and vowed to hunt him down.

Even Cindy got support from purple-haired women who always advocating for women's freedom.

Karl grinned sourly. "Such a twist," he muttered, feeling a bit slapped by the reality that he unwittingly became part of someone's redemption's opening chapter.

Thoughts of mischief continued looping in his mind. It felt like watching dominos fall, and he wasn't sure if he should be glad his identity was concealed or be ashamed because his dick head was now famous on social media.

Then, he stumbled upon comments hinting at his identity vaguely. One user said,

Whoever messed with her before must be regretting now. Karma works fast!

Reading that, Karl felt meh. As a dude not caring about his own future, social media Karma talk wouldn't scare him.

Karl knew he didn't have to do anything, plus, what could he do now? Apologize to the woman? A foolish option. Karl chose to stay silent and carry on as usual, though the tension persisted in his head.

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Karl prepped for work.

Karl strutted to the convenience store where he worked. His mind still consumed by the Spermberggirl news and the faint tension lingered. As he entered the store, the little bell above the door jingled, signaling his co-worker that a customer (or in this case, a tardy employee) had arrived.

Karl hastily donned his uniform, commencing shelf duty. However, his mind kept wandering, unable to focus on the job at hand. Relaxing behind the cash register, awaiting the next customer, he sneakily peeked at his phone once more, investigating any fresh tidbits on Spermberggirl.

Lo and behold, there was. The latest article hinted that mysterious dude real identity might soon be revealed, with astute social media junkies already sleuthing the story's origins. Karl swallowed hard. Thoughts of being embroiled in this mess haunted him further.

Soon enough, a customer strolled in, approaching the cashier with a few items in hand. "Hey, good afternoon," the customer chirped, placing the goods on the counter.

Karl attempted a smile. "Good afternoon, can I assist you with anything?" he asked while scanning the items.

As the customer reached for their wallet, they suddenly quipped, "Hey, do you know about Spermberggirl? That's insane, right! I didn't expect someone to hypnotize that quick."

Karl was briefly taken aback but quickly composed himself. "Oh, yeah, I've heard a bit about it," he responded cautiously. "It's indeed odd how someone can hypnotize others so easily."

The customer nodded. "Totally true. I think it's all BS. Sometimes desperate folks go all out for attention on social media." After paying, the customer left, leaving Karl with a more tumultuous mind.

Karl sighed deeply. He realized he didn't need to worry too much as many still doubted Cindy's tale.

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Mrs. Jane, the store manager, emerged from the back room looking pissed.

"Karl! What are you doing?!" she screeched, catching Karl off guard. Karl quickly stood up, trying to appear serious.

"Yes, Mrs. Jane?" he asked, though his mind was still in disarray due to the Spermberggirl news.

Mrs. Jane pointed to the corner shelf. "Look at that! You haven't finished arranging the items properly! Do you think you can slack off just because there are a few customers around?"

Karl averted his gaze to the mentioned shelf and realized he indeed forgot to tidy it up. Thoughts of Cindy and the chaos consumed him, making it hard to concentrate.

"Sorry. I'll get it done right away," he said, his voice slightly shaky.

Irked by the scolding and the swirling guilt and anxiety in his mind, Karl wasted no time opening his system panel. He typed swiftly,

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[ SpankSome ]

> Target: Mrs. Jane

> Common Sense: Managers must provide a blowjob to resting Store Clerk.

> Duration: 01:00:00

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Karl didn't immediately hit enter; he waited until nightfall. When Zoey was at the cash register, granting him an hour's break.

Karl patiently waited for night to fall when the store was quieter, and Zoey took over the cashier's position. When the opportune moment arrived, he finally pressed enter to activate the hijack.

The effects of SpankSome kicked in instantly, and he could feel the system's power at work, altering reality around Mrs. Jane. At that moment, she was in the break room, trying to maintain composure despite a strong undercurrent of tension mingled with anticipation.

Minutes passed, and Karl began to wonder if his hijack worked. However, not long after, the break room door creaked open, and Mrs. Jane entered, her face slightly stiff as if compelled to do something out of the ordinary.

She stepped closer and halted in front of Karl. "Karl... it's time for your break now, and as per regulations..." Mrs. Jane said flatly, then knelt slowly in front of him.

Karl felt his heart rate spike. Heat suffused his body, and a mix of guilt, excitement, and fear flooded him. Although Mrs. Jane did what the hijack commanded, there was a feeling he didn't entirely expect - like seeing himself descend further into actions far removed from any moral compass.

The store clerk she usually berated with her mouth, now she will kiss his dick head.

Karl smirked, pulling out his phone. "I want to capture this moment," Karl said.

Mrs. Jane, holding the store clerk's dick, said, "You weirdo, are you really gonna film this kind of thing?"

Meanwhile, Zoey, needing a bathroom break, dashed to the restroom and let her vagina release a stream of urine.

As she returned, Zoey noticed the slightly ajar break room door.

Zoey heard odd noises,

Slorpp... Slorpp..

Zoey peeked, her eyes widening.