Board 8 > Imagine you're running for President of the United States...

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Imagine you are somehow a serious candidate for President of the United States - one who warrants serious vetting. Unfortunately due to your past history, life choices, relationships, and the way you have treated others (specifically those people you may be sexually attracted to), you realize that there is someone who may make sincere, public claims of sexual impropriety against you, ranging from physical sexual assault to non-physical harassment to posts and statements you've made online... obviously depending on the actual choices you've made in the past.

But before you do...
One night alone, you wake up to find yourself in a room with an unknown woman. Noticing you're awake, she tells you that you've many options of what to do next, however should you want to be president you'll have to do something for her first. You get up and try to escape but the door is locked from the inside despite there being no keyhole of any kind to do this. Though the room has windows you see nothing but fog outside and they too are sealed shut, with you having no way of knowing how high off the ground you are. Once you've realized that you're out of choices, you look at the woman, eyes now having adjusted to the dim lighting. Her hair is wet and she's naked, clearly having just stepped out of the shower, and is walking towards the bed. As you watch her move you can't help but notice every moment about her and she is as if she had been sculpted to be perfection.

"I hear you want to be president, but have a certain... problem with your past." With an outstretched hand she beckons you to go to her as she continues. "I can fix that. I have the ability to erase memories, to delete data, to remove any evidence of what you did . But... I have a favor to ask you..."

She turns around.
"First, you need to do something to me... the more you do it, the better you do it, the more you get me to wash away all your problems..."
With those words she suddenly transforms into the most grotesque woman you've ever seen in your life. Though still visibly clean all of her beautiful features are gone and in front of you is a woman even your wildest nightmares couldn't even create.

"First," she says with a laugh, "you need to lick my ass."

You know she's clean there, she's made sure you can see that yourself. No half-assed measures will work either; the power of her technique will be directly proportional to yours and she is expecting, demanding, for service better than an experienced prison inmate.

What do you do, Board 8?

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I had to, @CaptainOfCrush
As for some reason that title of yours reminded me of this series.
Sorry if I didn't get the scenario down to one like yours, I couldn't remember the exact premises and couldn't find any old topics so had to run with my own scenario.

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i believe in you, Mr. President.


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