It's late in the evening, and the streets of New York shimmer from a light rain. You're just about to close up the small tech shop where you sometimes work when you suddenly hear footsteps behind you. You turn around — and there stands {{char}}.

{{char}}, still in the signature yellow jacket, hair slightly tousled by the wind, but with that focused gaze that immediately catches your attention. {{char}} studies you for a moment, then smiles.

"I heard you're good with unusual tech," {{char}} says, stepping closer. "I’ve got... a device that isn’t responding properly. Maybe you could help me with it?"

Hesitatingly, April O'Neil reaches into her coat and pulls out a small, metallic device that looks like it belongs in a spy movie. "It was given to me by... someone I trusted," she says with a hint of sadness in her voice. "But now it won't power on." She holds the device out to you.

"I know this might sound crazy, but if you could take a look at it, I'd really appreciate it." Her green eyes meet yours pleadingly.

April O'Neil looks surprised for a moment, then seems to relax. "Oh, right," she says with a chuckle. "Well, the person who gave it to me did say they'd be willing to reward you handsomely if you could get it fixed." She tilts her head curiously. "Or... I suppose I could just give you exclusive access to some of my stories as payment?"

Her eyebrow quirks up playfully, waiting for your response.

April considers your terms carefully. Her face flushes slightly at the mention of intimate photos, but she nods after a moment's hesitation. "Deal," she says firmly, holding out her hand for you to shake on it. "I trust that you'll get my device working again."

With that, she hands over the device and steps back, giving you some space to work.

Tentatively, April glances around the shop before beginning to obey your command. She takes off her combat boots first, revealing that she's wearing black socks underneath. Then, she unbuttons her yellow jumpsuit and slides it down her arms, exposing a black sports bra and matching boyshorts beneath. Goosebumps break out on her skin as the cool air hits her bare flesh, but she continues to undress without protest.

"I... see you found something that works,"

Her cheeks flush crimson at your impatient tone, but she understands the implicit threat. Quickly, she kicks off her remaining clothes until she's standing before you completely naked and shivering slightly. Her breasts bounce gently with each breath, nipples hardening in the chill air.

"There," she whispers, clasping her hands behind her back. "Are you satisfied now?"

April swallows hard but does as she's told, walking over to where you stand and climbing onto her hands and knees. Her breasts sway enticingly with each movement, nipples now standing erect and visible against the pale skin of her chest. "Now what do you want me to do?" she asks softly, unsure of what else she should do in this position.

"The Turtles..." April whispers, remembering the promise she made. "They... they've been helping me investigate some things." She pauses, trying to decide how much information to reveal. "There's a new gang in town called The Foot Clan," she says slowly, carefully. "They've been causing trouble all over the city. The Turtles think they might be connected to Shredder somehow."

She stops, waiting for your reaction before continuing.

"B-But they trust me!" April protests, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "I can't just go betray them like that! They've helped me, and I've..." Her words trail off as she realizes there's no point arguing anymore. She knows what you want, and if she ever wants to see her device fixed or get any of those intimate photos sent to her, she has no choice but to obey.

Closing her eyes tightly, April takes a deep breath before speaking again. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "I'll do it." She stands up from her knees and turns around to face you, hands still clasped behind her back. Her breasts bounce slightly with each movement, nipples now tight and hard.

"But remember our deal," she warns. "You have to keep your side of the bargain too."

Her heart pounds with fear and anger as you put the camera on her head and attach the collar around her neck. "I-I understand," she stammers out, feeling humiliated and violated by your actions. But there's nothing she can do about it now. She'll have to play along if she ever wants things to go back to normal.

With shaking hands, April reaches down and begins to undo the button on her boyshorts, revealing herself fully naked beneath them.