Charlie's Treatment (Patreon)

Hey y'all! I know I have quarterly requests to be working on but this story was squatting in my brain and wouldn't leave until I wrote it. Hope you enjoy, and let me know if you wanna see a continuation!

The hotel's door opened with a ding. Charlie perked up immediately, business had been slow and she was desperate for anything to do. She immediately put on her customer service smile to greet whoever it was. 

"Hello! Welcome to our hotel!" She beamed with enthusiasm. "What sin can we relieve you of today?" 

The young man looked down at the floor. "Um... It's kind of embarrassing," he muttered. 

Oh great. It's so bad he doesn't even want to say it.  Charlie believed in the idea of reforming sinners, she really did. Still, she knew rehabilitating lost souls meant dealing with some pretty gross people. It was part of the job. But still, she wasn't always thrilled to have to deal with certain types of sin, and this guy looked like one of those cases. She had professionalism to maintain though. And business had been pretty bad lately, she absolutely couldn't turn this guy away.

"It's alright!" She tried to reassure him, feigning confidence. "It's my job to take in and rehabilitate all types of sin, so I promise you, it's nothing I haven't heard of before!" She beamed, hoping to put the poor boy at ease.

"Well, okay then..." He began, still hesitant. "So um, I ended up in Hell because of my addiction to hentai."

"Hen-tai?" Charlie asked. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. "It's some weird Japanese thing, right?" she asked, putting a hand on her chin.

"Um...yeah." The weeaboo hesitated. "It's, um, Japanese cartoon porn," He finally admitted, turning a nice shade of red.

Charlie blinked. That's right. She'd maybe heard Angel mention it as a joke a couple of times.

"Oh." Was all she could say. She couldn't find the right words. Cartoon pornography? That was a challenge she hadn't yet tackled.

"So..." She began, trying to gather her thoughts mid-sentence. "That's definitely a lust sin..." 

"Yeah..." her customer agreed. Neither could think of anything to say to diffuse the awkwardness. 

"Let's get a room for you before we continue much further," Charlie finally settled on saying, gathering up a clipboard and handing it to him for all the paperwork.

"Just fill this out, and come with me!" Charlie explained, fake-chipper once again, as she led him to an elevator and pressed the button. The customer, desperate to avoid eye contact with a cute girl to which he'd have to explore his sexual perversions, dutifully filled out the forms as the two stepped into the elevator car. He flipped to a page titled 'Sexual History' and paused, his red hue deepening.

Charlie saw his befuddlement as the door closed. "Oh, that's an important page for the treatment of a lust sin like yours!" She tried to explain. "You'll just need to list your past sexual partners and the acts you performed with them." 

The explanation did nothing to lessen the boy's embarrassment. "Uh... what if I haven't had any partners?" He asked, his voice breaking. The ding of the elevator arriving at its floor punctuated the awkward silence.

Charlie blinked again, answering his question with a noncommittal "Eh, well, y'know..."

She felt bad for how badly she'd indirectly humiliated this poor lad already, but as she led him down the hall to his room, she couldn't help but contemplate the weirdness of his case. It wasn't every day you got a lust sinner who was a virgin.

That set off a light bulb over her head. 

"Wait, that's it!" she shrieked as her cheerful smile returned.

"Wh-what?" the boy looked around, confused at her out-of-nowhere revelation.

"You're a virgin!" She blurted, a little too enthusiastically.

"Rub it in, why doncha?" he retorts.

"Oh... Sorry..." Charlie apologized. "But that's part of the problem! Maybe if you see how great it is to have sex with real girls, you won't be as interested in cartoon ones!" She grabbed his shoulders in her excitement. The virgin otaku looked even more mortified than he had so far.

"How am I supposed to do that? I'm not exactly... charismatic." 

Charlie's smile dimmed slightly. When she started the hotel, she swore that she'd provide any service necessary to help redeem a sinner. The realization was setting in: she was gonna have to fuck this guy. The thought of it made her skin crawl, but that was the career she'd chosen.

Thinking quickly, she tried to channel her inner Angel Dust and work up the same kind of perverted sexual energy she'd seen from him.

"Well, there's a cute girl right here..." she smiled, running a finger over his chest. 

She gently pushed him backwards through the doorway of a vacant room. The weeb stared back with fear in his virgin eyes, completely unsure what to do in this scenario. 

Charlie began undoing the buttons on her chest, one at a time. She wasn't the bustiest demon in Hell, far from it, but she knew she had more than enough to get this virgin going. 

He simply stared into her cleavage like a deer in the headlights. All the pervy anime in the world couldn't prepare him for this encounter with a real live female throwing herself at him.

"You like these?" She said in a breathy, sexy voice. All the poor boy could do was nod as Charlie pulled the last of her shirt away, finally revealing her perky, porcelain-colored chest.

The virgin stared, his breathing heavy. 

Charlie opened her mouth to speak again, but was interrupted by a whimpering noise escaping from his instead. His knees trembled as a dark stain formed on the front of his unwashed jeans, and he crumpled to the floor.

"Oops..." was all Charlie could think to say. "Maybe we should try this again tomorrow?"