Nick hadn't left his room in two days. He avoided mirrors. Kept his phone facedown. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw that tattoo—Tiny Clit – No Cock Here, pink, permanent, humiliating beyond anything he'd ever imagined. And it wasn't even assigned yet. Just a suggestion, a sick fantasy from a chatroom full of strangers who wanted to rewrite his body like it belonged to them. He kept telling himself he could still stop this. Walk away. Be a man again. He opened the app, fingers shaking, and navigated to settings. At the bottom, in dull gray letters, sat the option: "Request Exit." He tapped it. A warning popped up. Are you sure? Exiting The Task App is permanent. All future earnings and opportunities will be lost. His thumb hovered. "Good," he muttered. "I don't want another goddamn task." He'd made enough money. He could scrape by. Fix his life. Forget this ever happened. Then, just as he took a deep breath and started to press Confirm, the screen froze. A soft buzz. Then a new notification blinked in red: New Task Assigned. His blood turned to ice. He tapped it open. TASK #4: Get the following tattoos: "Tiny Clit – No Cock Here" in pink cursive directly above your genitals with a downward arrow. "SISSY SLUT" across your lower back in glittery script. "CUMDUMP" split across both ass cheeks. A small heart on your inner thigh with an 'M' inside it, permanently marking you as owned. Payout: $15,000. His vision blurred. His ears rang. Fifteen thousand. More money than he'd ever had at once. Rent, debt, freedom—just a few hours of pain away. But the ink would never fade. The shame would never wash off. He fell back on his bed, staring at the ceiling, silent. His mind screamed no. His body didn't move. Then the app buzzed again: Tattoo artist pre-booked. Appointment: Tomorrow. 10:00 AM. Tap to confirm. Nick's hand hovered. He whispered to himself, "It doesn't mean I'm a sissy. It just means I want out. One last job. That's all." But deep down, something else was taking over. Something that didn't hate the word owned. And with a trembling thumb, he tapped Accept Task.
