4 and 1, 4 and 1, 1 (and 6)

Jackie saw the two die land on 4 and 1, the results merging into a 5 a second later. Looking on the list, she saw that her next phrase was going to be on her stomach. At least that would be covered up by her blouse once she was done. Before she could think much further than that, her hand picked up the dice and rolled them again, and against all odds, she got the exact same result as before. This time, the numbers stayed separate from one another, representing Section D and (to Jackie's horror) permanent marker respectively. Now she was really glad she managed to roll it on a spot she could cover up. She didn't even bother looking at the list of potential phrases before picking up the dice and rolling a third time, noting that like last time only one die left her hand.

Seeing that she got a 1, Jackie looked for her final result on the list, and felt a sinking feeling in her chest as she read it. She would not only be drawing a dick on her stomach, but she would also have to draw an arrow towards either her mouth or ass and write another phrase that she had to roll for. Before she was even done fully processing what this meant for her, Jackie's hand threw the second die onto the table, resulting in a 6.

She barely had time to read the result before she suddenly stood up and unbuttoned her blouse. Her right hand then took the permanent marker, uncapped it, then proceeded to draw a crude picture of a dick that took up most of the middle of her taut stomach, the balls resting beneath her breasts and the shaft pointed towards her crotch, with the head of the dick encircling her belly button. Her body then froze up, awaiting her choice once more. Knowing that there was no way she was going to be putting anything on her face if she could avoid it, she quickly drew a line directly under the head of the penis that went down to her waist. She pulled her skirt and panties down, then continued the line around her waist until it was right above her butt crack. She finished it off with a sharp turn downward and an arrow head that rested between the top of her two cheeks that pointed directly down between them. Her hand took a life of its own once more, as it went back to her stomach and wrote 'can fit 5' vertically along the shaft of the penis.

Once she was done, she set down the marker and picked up both die once more. She wanted to fix her clothing, but apparently the cursed dice were more concerned with finishing the dare first. It's probably for the best anyway, Jackie thought to herself as she rolled for her third phrase, I might just end up taking them off again to write something else anyway. I just hope no one walks in on me before I can fix myself up again.