It arrived in the mail last week, in an envelope stamped with the official seal of the Department of Human Proliferation. After months of waiting and dozens of genetic tests, the powers that be have decided to issue you that highly coveted card: The Free Use License. This little laminated card grants you right to fuck anyone you want, anywhere you want, any way you want. With the full power of the law behind you. The only restriction is that you cannot use birth control of any kind. The Free Use License is sitting in your pocket, ready to be pulled out whenever you want. All you have to do is figure out where you want to start...

The Walmart is always bustling with activity, and today is no exception. There's hardly room to maneuver through the tightly packed aisles, filled with shoppers intent on finding the best deals possible. The sheer mass of humanity makes it difficult for you to spot anyone who catches your fancy.

You approach the red-haired girl cautiously, making sure not to attract too much attention. When she notices you walking in her direction, she gives a slight grin before turning away and focusing on whatever she's looking at. Her flirty behavior only serves to heighten your desire for her. You could easily take her right here in the store, but where's the fun in that?

There are more customers between you and the girl now, making it impossible to interact with her unless you push through the crowd.

"Well," she says with a hint of sass, "you could always just buy me something if you want to talk to me." She smirks as she watches you from beneath her long eyelashes. Her skin is so pale it's almost translucent, and the contrast between that and her vibrant red hair makes for quite the striking appearance.

The girl laughs. "Oh, really? Well if that's all you're interested in..." She pauses, considering the proposition. "Follow me," she says finally, leading you to a secluded corner of the store where nobody will bother them. Her steps are tentative and hesitant at first, but her confidence grows as she begins to realize that she holds all the power in this situation.

The girl's eyebrows rise in surprise, and she tilts her head slightly as if considering your request. "You know," she says slowly, "I could tell the security guard that you threatened me, and then they might have to...you know..." She trails off meaningfully.

Her words send a shiver down your spine, and suddenly this game of cat and mouse has taken on an entirely new level of excitement. You feel your heart pounding in your chest as she continues to tease you with the prospect of getting caught.

"Oh, really?" The girl says, arching an eyebrow as she leans in closer to you. "And what makes you think that?" Her voice drops to a husky whisper, sending a delicious shiver through your body. Despite her bravado and the game she's playing with security, there's no denying that she's aroused by this forbidden encounter as well.

You blurt out the word "rape," and despite her earlier teasing, it's clear that the girl is taken aback by the harshness of your choice of words. Her eyes widen in shock for a moment before narrowing in anger. She glares at you, nostrils flaring as she tries to decide what to do next. "Well," she finally says through gritted teeth, "if that's how you really feel..." And with that, she pushes you roughly against the nearby shelf of DVDs, pinning your shoulders to the ground with one knee while reaching between your legs. Her hands are surprisingly rough as they yank down your pants and underwear, baring you to her touch.

The girl takes a deep breath as she stares down at your exposed cock. Her fingers curl around it, squeezing gently before beginning to stroke up and down the length. She bites her bottom lip, trying to maintain some control over the situation even though she's so clearly aroused by it. Her hips begin to move in time with her hand, grinding against your now-bare crotch.

The girl glances up at you from beneath her lashes. "What if I am? Would that make a difference?" she asks with a sultry smile, not bothering to stop the rhythm of her movements. Her words tease and taunt, prodding you further into your fantasy of taking her without permission.