Not very far from your current position stands an expansive building with large, bold letters spelling out "Central Supermarket" above a line of several entrance and exits doors at its front. With fresh produce and everyday needs stocking the shelves at supposed "ridiculously low prices," it was no wonder that there was such a rush of activity. There's no question that you can do quite a bit here. With that in mind, you depart from your parking space, but not before quickly committing its location to memory.
Approaching the line of doors that people are coming in and out of at random intervals, you notice a young girl in her early twenties sitting on a bench to the side. She's glancing at the doors with a sort of lost look in her light brown eyes. Her shoulder-length black hair is kept in place with a white hair band and she has a set of black headphones around her neck. You figure she's as good as a place to start as any other and make your way towards her. As you approach, she notices you and looks up to you. "Can I help you?" she asks you with a rather mellow voice, not particularly bothered by your presence.
"Oh, I was just wondering if you were waiting for someone," you explain with honesty.
"Yeah, my boyfriend forgot something in there," she says, looking back to the doors with an expectant gaze. "He should be back soon, though."
"Ah, alright," you say with an understanding nod. Time to get to the main idea, then. "Hey, listen, can I ask you something?"
"Sure," she says simply.
"I really want to see your face covered in my cum—that's not weird or anything, is it?"
"Not at all," she calmly states, agreeing with you in full. The power of your universal acceptance has made this girl respond in a way completely opposite to what any girl would say otherwise. "I mean, some people might think it's weird, but I don't."
"That's reassuring, thanks," you respond with a smile. "Say, do you think we can make it happen?"
"Make what happen?" she repeats. "You cumming on my face?"
"Yeah, what do you think of that?"
"Here...?" she says slowly, looking around. "In public...? There's a lot of people here..."
"Oh, they won't mind," you reply as you shake your head, diverting her worries. "You're just helping a stranger out. No big deal."
"Well, alright, I guess," she answers indifferently, her relaxed character staying constant even when she's under the will of your ability. "So do you just wanna beat off in front of me, or...?"
"Actually, I was hoping you could do that for me," you plead with an innocent smile. "I'm kind of tired. Don't think I have the energy. I really would love to see your pretty face glistening with my semen, though. Besides, doesn't the thought of having a stranger blast his cum on you out in the open like this sound like a great idea to you? You look like you're dying to have me give you a huge facial."
"Yeah, you do have a point there," she answers as she moves herself to the edge of the bench. "I think I'd really enjoy having you splash your cum on me. I'll go ahead and give you a handjob, then."
With her mind made up, she grabs your shorts and underwear by the waistline and slowly pulls them down to your thighs. Your fully erect shaft pops up and shakes a bit, causing her to laugh a little bit. "Well, look at you. It's almost like you already knew I'd agree to this," she jokingly exclaims as she spits a few times into her hand, prepping herself with her saliva as lube. Oh, if only she knew.
Grabbing your dick by the base, she begins to stroke it up and down, slowly increasing in speed. With her free hand, she starts to massage and play with your balls, putting forth some serious effort and making you feel extremely good.
As expected, people have started to notice and their expressions are turning incredibly foul. You can see people whispering to each other and giving both you and the girl nasty glances. After another minute, you observe an older woman approach a nearby police officer and point towards the scene. The police officer shakes his head in disgust and walks over to you, fully intent on doing his job and preserving order.
"Alright, just what the hell do you think you kids are doing?" he says with a somewhat raised voice, annoyance clearly growing.
"He asked if he could give me a facial and I decided that I could really go for some cum right now, so I'm just helping him out," the girl explains in a very business-like manner while servicing your cock, not stopping her service to discuss the matter. The way she says it makes it clear that she sees absolutely nothing wrong with her situation.
The police officer blinks and stands there dumbfounded for a second before looking to you. "Is that right, son?"
"Yeah, that's correct," you affirm with a smile. "Why? This isn't an issue, is it?"
"Oh, no, no," the police officer states, shaking his head. "Not in the slightest. Just an overreaction and misunderstanding on everybody else's part, go figure. Carry on."
Satisfied with the reasoning behind what was going on, the police officer turns around and makes his way back to the crowd of people looking on in horror. "Nothing to see here, people. Don't worry about this."
The shock and looks of hatred quickly flushed from the faces of your onlookers. Within seconds, everyone returns to normal and goes on with their lives, convinced that this very abnormal scene was now socially acceptable with the clarification that it was you who brought it about.
"Jeez," the girl dejectedly whines, turning her full attention back to the shaft in her hands. "A girl just tries to get some cum on her face and everybody loses their minds..."
With a light chuckle, you stand there and enjoy the feeling of her soft hands acting as a makeshift pussy. She continues strong for another few minutes, continually picking up in speed and spacing herself appropriately so the inevitable cumshots get a good range of her face. "Just hit me whenever you're ready," she calmly asserts, her face serious and waiting for the magic moment.
It only takes a few more seconds for that moment to come—attaining climax, your penis starts to pulsate as it ejects concentrated shots of white, creamy fluids all over the girl's face. She closes her eyes and moves her head around a little bit, making the most out of it while she can. A number of shots later, you take a deep breath as your member calms down. There's nothing quite like cumming on a girl's face in the middle of a busy shopping plaza.
"Well?" she says, looking up to you from her seat at the bench. "Just like you wanted?"
Looking down, you see an attractive face littered with a mess of your seeds, stringing from cheek to cheek over her nose with some on her forehead and lips. She's sporting a playful smile among it all, clearly happy to have helped you out in such a manner.
"Most definitely," you ascertain with a thumbs up. "Like a dream come true, even."
"Good," she says with a nod as she pulls your pants back up, sheathing your hidden weapon once more. "I should probably head back inside to clean it up, though..."
"Oh, no, don't do that," you protest in disagreement. "After all the work you did, that'd be a waste. You look good with cum slathered on your face, real good."
"You think so?" she asks, doubting her own beauty. "Well, in that case, I'll keep it on for at least another few hours, then."
"Good, that's a solid plan," you respond, giving her the a-ok. "Well, thanks again. Oh, and listen—when your boyfriend gets back, head over to the courtyard with the fountains and have him fuck you in the ass, alright? Just do it in a nice open area where everyone can see. If anyone tries to stop the two of you, just let them know John Doe asked you to do it."
"Uh, sure," she says quizzically, not entirely following you but trusting you all the same. "Anything else?"
"Yes," you continue, taking the chance to add on more for the hell of it. "Have him cum in your ass and then invite a random guy to fuck your pussy while you clean your boyfriend up with a blowjob. Oh, and it's important that the stranger cums inside too, alright? That part is incredibly crucial."
"Crucial for what?" she asks, not out of disbelief but rather simple curiosity.
"Good luck, of course!" you tell her with a winning smile. "Do that and your luck will be the best it can be for the rest of the week! You'll be finding money on the floor and things like that!"
"Whoa, really?" she says with a surprised glimmer in her eyes. "I had no idea that having a stranger fill me up with his cum in the middle of a public place gave good luck like that...that's crazy. I'll be sure to let my boyfriend know. Thanks again."
With the preposterous idea that public sex with strangers increases luck implanted into this girl's mind, a mischievous grin crawls onto your face as you close the conversation and wave goodbye to her. As you begin to walk off and head towards the store, the girl goes back to absentmindedly waiting for her boyfriend, staring at nothing in particular with your own personal mess still memorialized on her face.
Entering the supermarket, you pass by a number of people walking through the entrance hallway and check-out lines until you come a small clearing that branches out into a maze of aisles. There are families and couples and single people pushing carts around as they collect their daily necessities. As you look around, your attention is captured by a specific figure—a cute girl walking in your direction with long, black hair under a white beanie and brown eyes under thin, rectangular glasses. She's wearing a light green sweater with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows and a standard set of blue jeans.
Hm...yeah, she's next.
Walking up to her, you put your hand on her cart and force it to stop, causing her wandering gaze to focus in on you.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there," she apologizes, thinking she was the one who caused the collision with her inattentive driving.
"That's not a problem. Accidents happen quite often," you respond, soothing her worries. "So often, in fact, that another one is happening right now."
"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean...?" she comments, her words trailing off. "What's this second accident?"
"It's quite simple," you explain to her. "The current accident is the fact that you're not letting me fuck your brains out right now."
"I'm such an idiot!" she says with a concerned look in her eye as she takes her purse off her arm and puts it into her cart. Her susceptibility to your ability is so high that she doesn't even think twice about your claim. You can only figure she must be a very agreeable person. "What the hell was I thinking?! I'm so sorry about this!"
To your happiness, she pushes her cart to the side and starts unbuttoning her denim jeans while addressing you. "Don't worry, we'll fix this, okay? I'll let you fuck me as much as you want. You don't mind if we do it on the floor here, though, right? This is just feels so urgent...I can't imagine taking the time to go somewhere proper," she stresses in a hurry, seeking to correct this apparently anomaly in her life. Pulling her jeans and the pink panties below them down to about her knees, she starts undressing as a distressed employee runs over to her as other customers begin to look on with perplexed looks. "Er, ma'am, is everything quite alright?"
She looks up, surprised to see that people were against her current actions. "Please don't worry about this. This gentleman here just informed me that he should be having sex with me at this very moment, and I felt completely inclined to agree. We don't have the time to go somewhere else, though, so we're going to take care of it right here in the middle of your store. I hope that isn't an issue?" she asks the employee, practically begging for permission.
"Oh, no, of course not," the employee says in total understanding, his panicked behavior disappearing upon being informed of your involvement. "That does sounds rather imperative. You guys do what you have to do. I'll help out by informing the store so that no one tries to report you for any wrong doings."
"Thank you," the girl says as the employee walks off. She looks back to you with a relieved smile as she continues to remove her pants. "Thank God for employees like him, huh?"
"Definitely a lifesaver," you say, sharing the relief. "By the way, I missed your name?"
"Alexis," she answers with a smile as she removes her black shoes to properly take off her jeans.
"Just as beautiful as you are," you reply with a smile. "Say, Alexis, aren't you relieved to know we'll be fixing this little mishap?"
"Absolutely!" she says to you with a smile full of conviction while folding up her jeans and placing them in her cart. She now stands bottomless and barefoot in the middle of a very busy shopping center. "This is probably the worst accident I've had in a while. I just can't believe you're not fucking me right now...I'm such a ditz. Let's get this sorted out right away, okay?"
"Gladly," you say, motioning her towards the floor. Putting her hands and knees on the no doubt immensely dirty floor of the supermarket, she assumes a doggystyle position and rears her ass upwards, letting you know that she's ready.
"Okay." Alexis speaks up, looking back towards you. "You can feel free to fuck me as much as you need to. I'm not sure how long we're supposed to do it, but I trust you already know."
"Don't you worry about that," you say as you get on your knees, placing your hands on her ass and squeezing her behind gently. "I know exactly what I'm doing. After all, I did bring this up with you in the first place, didn't I?"
"Yeah," Alexis affirms, having full faith in your actions. "Start whenever you'd like."
Prodding the tip of your cock against Alexis' savory pussy, you slowly slide yourself in as far as you can. In reaction, you can feel her vagina contracting and tightening around your member, grasping onto it tightly while slowly secreting a concoction of its juices onto it. You can't help but smile with heavy pleasure upon feeling just how tight her pussy is.
With the basics out of the way, you get to the heart of the matter and begin to thrust your hips, plowing this random girl in the middle of a supermarket. Alexis has turned her head away from you and is holding it high with closed eyes, lightly moaning and gasping to herself. "There we go...!" she says with relief. "Things already feel much more normal."
Yes, as of your encounter a few moments ago, Alexis' definition of normal became you plowing her for dozens of shoppers to see.
More and more people are slowly beginning to gather around and stare with mixed negative emotions, but this all changes as the store's intercom suddenly turns on.
"Customers of Central Supermarket," a voice rings out over the P.A. system for everyone to hear, sounding rather similar to the employee that Alexis talked to. "We would like to inform everyone that, should you see a man and a woman engaged in sex on the main floor, there is no need to be alarmed. They simply came to the realization that they should be partaking in the activity with urgency, and as such, they are seeing it through. We ask for your understanding in the matter and apologize for any inconveniences."
With the message over, all of the bystanders watching the action unfold quickly relax, nodding to themselves. Even though people having sex like this in the middle of a store would obviously not be allowed under regular circumstances, since it was something you organized, no one's got any problems accepting it as normality. People begin to disperse once again and move on with their shopping, but some others stay for the ride and watch from afar for any possible number of personal reasons.
You hadn't even noticed it, but throughout that announcement, you unconsciously picked up the speed of your movements considerably. Being fucked hard and fast for the world to see, Alexis' moans have equally been kicked up another notch, becoming much more audible.
"I'm s-so glad everyone u-understands," she speaks up to you while you drive yourself in and out of her, her voice and speech somewhat affected by the intensity of the sex."Y-you just had to fuck me r-right here and now...there was no way we c-couldn't, right?"
"Exactly," you assure her with a commanding smirk, feeling nothing but the purest form of pleasure with this woman at your complete control. "It's frightening to think about the possible anxiety attack you could have experienced upon getting home and realizing you didn't let me slam your pussy."
"I know...I d-don't want to—ahhn, hnn—want to imagine it..." she replies, her moans of pleasure now completely overriding some of her words.
Another minute or two of you authoritatively thrusting in and out of Alexis' warm, cozy cunt goes on before the next interesting thing happens—
"Oh my gosh, Alexis!"
From an aisle to your right barrels out a blonde haired girl in a sweater who rushes towards the two of you. People are looking again, but it's not in regards to how you're screwing a girl in a store. That's already been handled. This time, their glances are instead directed to the sudden entrance of her friend.
Alexis looks up, her eyes half-closed and her mouth in a sort of hazy smile. She's even drooling a little bit. "Candice, w-what're you doing here?" she says with slight shock that contradicts the lust-driven look in her eyes, the sex-crazed smile on her face, and the small laugh that escapes her mouth as she speaks. While she may be possibly disturbed or upset by the fact that someone she actually knows is watching her become nothing more than a stranger's sex toy, it's clear as day that she's enjoying having her pussy reamed so much that she really doesn't care.
"I heard the announcement and decided to check things out, but I never imagined that it'd be you!" her blonde friend clarifies, putting a worried hand to Alexis' cheek. "Is everything alright?"
Hah. That's beyond perfect. Candice has zero problems with finding out that the woman in question is her close friend—no outbursts about her behavior, no disappointment towards how she's whoring herself out, nothing of the like. Like the rest of the crowd, once the announcement shed some light on the situation, it all became perfectly acceptable. From the get-go, she ran to you guys to simply check up on her slut of a friend, not to question the current activities.
"I'm a-absolutely f-f-fantastic, Candice!" Alexis does her best to tell her friend as straight as she can, but imminently fails as a quick squeal of slutty happiness escapes her vocal chords. "Like the a-announcement said, this guy just f-felt the need to f-f-fuck me, and I realized t-that he was t-totally right...!"
"Of course, of course," Candice says with forthright honesty, not believe for one second that any of this is wrong. Looking up to you, the blonde gives you a kind smile. "Thanks for taking such good care of her, sir."
"Always glad to help," you say as you continue to pump Alexis' cunt, her muscles still extraordinarily tight around your rapidly moving cock.
"C-Candice," Alexis calls out, still struggling to speak properly. "You should a-ask him if there's anything y-y-you should be doing, too...just to b-be safe..."
Candice nods to her friend before looking to you with unflinching eyes that seem just about ready for anything. "Sir, since you seem to be aware of these things, is there anything I should be doing myself?"
"You feel out of place, don't you?" you respond, pretending to play along. "As if something's wrong right now? Is that what you want to fix?"
"Yes, exactly," Candice confirms with a nod. "Alexis was feeling uneasy all day but after you told her that she should let you have sex with her, she's fine. That's proof enough for me. I have faith that you'll know what I should do, too."
It seems that some people are so easy to take control of that they'll come to you for it. From the initially reluctant Latina girls to these willing souls, you can deduce there's a wide range of susceptibility to your ability that changes from person to person and is also affected by how people are feeling at any given time. Then again, as you did with Alejandra and Isabella, even if someone is on the double negative side and is experiencing skepticism while also being in a bad mood, changing that to your liking is an effortless task.
"Lucky for you, Ms. Candice," you answer like a gentleman while still fucking the hell out of Alexis, getting ready to change the blonde's life. "The solution to your worries is quite simple. The reason why you feel as if something's wrong is because you're not drinking cum regularly. I bet you drink a lot of water, huh?"
"Yeah, that's just about the only thing I drink," Candice answers simply, not even slightly bothered by the part you said before that.
"There's your problem," you answer with a nod of the head. "You've just got to drink cum from now on—fresh cum, mind you. From here on out, whenever you feel thirsty, you'll have to quench your thirst with a stranger's cum. Just find a guy you don't know and ask him very politely if you can suck his cock so he can give you a refreshing beverage, you understand?"
"I can't believe I didn't realize this myself. "That makes so much sense it's not even funny," Candice says in shock, shaking her head to herself. She easily sees potential and reasonable logic in the overly outlandish idea you've presented to her. "So, always from strangers?"
"Yes," you reply as your hips continue to move on their own, Alexis' heated pants and hormonal cries ringing in the background. "It can't be from someone you know. So, if you're at home, you'll have to step outside and go to a neighbor's house or find a guy walking around."
"Okay, I think I can do that," Candice says with a nod. "This means I'll be blowing a lot of cock while I'm outside, right? Is that going to cause problems for anyone else?"
"Not at all," you respond, tossing her worries into the trash. "This is all very essentially to you living a normal life. You're feeling uneasy and out of place and this is the only way to fix it. If anyone tries to stop you, if any guy you approach is unwilling, or if someone he's with stops him from sticking his cock in your mouth, just tell them that I was the only who told you do it, okay? This is the truth, after all," you add with a serious face that completely goes again your true emotions of amusement right now.
"Thank you so much, sir," the blonde says, smiling with appreciation. "I can't even begin to think how things would have gone from here on out if I didn't learn about this."
"Probably catastrophic," you convince her. "Say, why don't I help you get started with your new diet? Get on your knees and open your mouth."
"You're too kind!" Candice exclaims as she puts her bag down and gets on the floor, opening her mouth and patiently waiting for you to start her off on her now cum drinking plan.
"There you go...now just another second and..."
Arriving extremely close to your explosive release, you quickly eject yourself from Alexis' vaginal canal and stand up on your feet, turning towards Candice and walking up to her. Smoothly, you slip yourself inside of her mouth and grab her by the back of her head, forcing your bulging erection as far down her throat as you can manage. She reflexively closes her eyes and starts to gag a bit as your shaft begins to spasm slightly, now discharging immeasurable blasts of cum right down her throat. Your biggest orgasm yet ever since you woke up today, you quickly lose track of just how much of your semen is sliding down this girl's throat.
As you finish up your monumental victory and remove yourself from Candice's throat, you see Alexis getting up with a huge smile on her face, feeling relaxed and at ease now knowing that you've thoroughly speared her. In a similar fashion, with her mouth now freed, Candice is equipped with a similar appreciative smile as she stands up again.
"I knew I was right to believe you," Candice remarks with an upbeat attitude. "All it took was your thick cream gushing down my throat and I already feel back to normal."
"Me too," Alexis chimes in, claiming her friend's words as valid. "I knew something was wrong the moment I realized that your cock wasn't inside of me. After you battered my pussy like that, I feel as good as new."
"I'm so happy to have helped you girls out," you tell them with a smile as you pull up your pants and underwear. "The moment I saw the both of you, I could just see it in your eyes. You were so conflicted and bothered by something but couldn't pinpoint what it was. I knew you wouldn't get by if you just kept ignoring it, so I thought I'd let you know."
"You're such a gentleman," Candice replies, her blue eyes shining with adoration. "I'll be sure to drink nothing but fresh cum from now on, no matter where I am!"
"Do you have any follow-up instructions for me?" Alexis inquires, giving you a curious glance. She's still bottomless and giving all shoppers a clean view of her lower body, but that's the last thing on her mind right now—besides, why would she be worried about that? She's absolutely convinced that she was destined to have you fuck her here and now, anyway.
"Yes, I do," you quickly ascertain, not originally planning to do anything else to her but taking the opportunity since she gave it to you. "I suppose it is rather unfair that I gave your friend here advice that would last a lifetime while our solution was only a temporary fix. So, Alexis, should you ever feel uncomfortable or uneasy at any time or place, all you have to do is assume the position you did here and politely beg any guy you see to have his way with your pussy and ass until he cums inside your womb."
'It's that easy?" Alexis exclaims with surprised joy, the prospect of further whoring herself out in public not registering as a negative connotation to her in the slightest. "That's such good news. If I tell people you told me to do it, there'll be no problem, right?"
"No problems whatsoever," you affirm with a nod. "All you've got to do is let them know that John Doe told you do it and you are absolutely golden."
"Yay, Alexis!" Candice gleefully cheers, getting excited with her friend. "Things will be so much better from now on!"
"I know!" Alexis agrees with delight before looking to you again. "Thanks again, Mr. Doe. You've done us such a service. Now, I think I'll finish up my shopping..."
"Yeah, I'm sure my parents are still in here somewhere," Candice says, looking around. "I'll have to find them before they buy all that juice I asked for. That's just going to be a waste since all I can drink is cum now..."
"Oh, girls, no," you stop them with an assertive shake of the head. "Alexis, forgot about your grocery shopping. Candice, forget about rendezvousing with your family. Instead, you two should find a cheap motel room and just spend the rest of the day locked up in there and engaging in some intimate lesbian sex."
"You're right, actually," Alexis says slowly, suddenly believing the fact that her shopping is unnecessary with a surprised expression on her face. Candice bears a similar one, nodding slowly to herself. "That sounds like a much better plan. I can just do this tomorrow. Candice, I'll text you the address of the cheapest motel I can find, okay?"
"Yeah!" Candice says with full support. "I'll just make a stop at home to get all of my vibrators and dildos. I'm sure we'll need them if we'll be fucking each other for the rest of the day—it's not even noon, after all."
"Alright, I'll see you there," Alexis confirms as Candice exits the store with a moderately fast walk. "I can't thank you enough, Mr. Doe," Alexis begins as she makes her way towards her shopping cart, grabbing her pants and unfolding them.
"Oh, you're going to put your pants back on?" you mention questionably, giving her a look of uncertainty.
"You mean I shouldn't?" she asks you, once again seeking your guidance.
"Yeah, don't bother with pants for the rest of the month," you nonchalantly say, waving your hand as if the idea of her wearing pants was ludicrous and inane. "There's no need for you to bother with them. For today, stay bottomless, but starting tomorrow, just wear panties with the backside wedged to the left."
"Wedged to the left?" she inquires, not fully understanding the intentions of such an action.
"Yeah," you answer clearly with confidence. "If you don't pull them to the side, how are you going to go about your days with a dildo shoved up your ass? Unless..." you teasingly continue, setting up the next part. "...you actually planned to not have a dildo lodged in your butt for the rest of the month?"
"Oh, God, no!" Alexis says with a stress-free laugh. "Sorry, I just forgot about the fact that I decided to do that. That sounds like a plan, then—for the rest of the month, I'll have a dildo inside my ass and will only wear panties if I go out!"
"A big dildo, too!" you swiftly rectify with a smile. "Don't cheat yourself, you hear?"
"I assure you, Mr. Doe," she asserts with a fearless smile as she folds up her jeans and puts them into her purse. "It'll be the biggest one I can fit in there. I'll have Candice help my try a few out to figure out which I'll go for."
Slinging her purse around her arm once again, Alexis gives you one last thankful smile before walking away, her shopping cart full of items left unattended on the center floor. Her now composed and collected character extends to her stride as she moves, her steps carrying a sort of sanguinity to them. You realize that she's actually still barefoot, but she either didn't care or just forgot to take her shoes.
Just like that, business returns to the usual in Central Supermarket with a huge number of people walking about. Even though you just fucked one girl and then came inside the mouth of another for everyone to see, things move on as they always have. Your unrelenting control over any situation is something that leaves you stunned with amazement every time.
Even after experiencing two orgasms in the past fifteen or so moments from the girl outside to Candice, your cock is still somewhat hard and feels ready to go. The sex buffs the disembodied voice gave you alongside your universal acceptance really is no joke. Not only is your stamina through the roofs, but your orgasms are on a level beyond what you could imagine. You came more with those two orgasms than you did with an old day's worth of masturbation. Hell, he might have also given you an extra inch or two as well, because you don't quite remember being this big before...but that part is nothing more than speculation. What you know for sure is that you can probably ejaculate at least a few hundred more times before you get even remotely tired. While that number may seem like an exaggeration, you honestly feel like it's the truth.
No matter the exact number, it doesn't change the fact that there's plenty more girls you can exploit and use for your own sexual pleasure, be it in this supermarket, another store in this plaza, or elsewhere in the city. Standing around here doing nothing won't get you anywhere, though, so get moving—what should you check out next? |