A challenge

"Challenge, pick your opponent...um..." Mateo looked around the room, "Evelyn I guess. It says Trivia Challenge. I am to pass this card to Brittany and she'll ask us questions. Whoever gets the most right wins, here you go." He passed the card.

"Uh, right. It says to define the porn term. Mateo goes first. BB."

"BB? What the hell is BB?" Mateo said.

Brittany just stared at him.

"Uh...fuck..."

"Time's up, it was bareback," Brittany said. She turned to Evelyn, "What is BBW?"

"Um....big black woman?" Evelyn guessed.

"Nope, big beautiful woman," Brittany read from the card, "Mateo what is a gloryhole?"

"Oh, like, a hole in the wall for you to put your dick in." Mateo said.

"Gross, but yeah," Brittany turned to Evelyn, "What is DP?"

"DP, oh, double penetration!" Evelyn said.

"I'm surprised you know that." Mateo said.

Evelyn gave him the finger.

"Right, Mateo what is a fluffer?"

"Oh, someone who keeps the dudes hard between shots in porn."

"Again, gross that you know that, but yeah, it gave you the point. Evelyn, what's a pig roast?"

"Sounds gross..." Evelyn said.

"It is." Brittany agreed.

"Hey, no table talk!" Mateo complained.

"I don't know." Evelyn admitted.

"It's giving head while being fucked from behind...wow, ok. Mateo what's a money shot?"

"Easy, when the dude cums on the chick."

"Ew. Right. Evelyn what is edging?"

"Uh, like getting right up to an orgasm and stopping?"

"Yeah. Mateo what is tribbing?"

Mateo blinked, "Uh...I don't even have a guess."

"Scissoring, Evelyn to tie it up what is a creampie?"

"Oh, I know this one. When a guy ejaculates inside someone?"

"Yes. Tied up. Tie breaker, whoever answers first wins. What is sounding?"

"Sticking something up his urethra!" Evelyn cried out.

"Ew, how do you know that?" Mateo asked.

"Doesn't matter, I win!" Evelyn said.

"She's right. Here, you can read it." Brittany handed the card back to Mateo.

"For winning Evelyn gets a lifetime supply of free porn. Wait, that's it? It says you can never be charged for accessing pornographic content. And it says I'm unable to see porn, wow. That sucks."

"And my turn. Pass me the die and I'll forget you know what is a fluffer is." Evelyn said.

Mateo rolled his eyes, "Like I care. That's pretty common knowledge, but whatever. Here." He handed the die to her.

She rolled it, "BOB. Just great."

"Speaking of BOB, let's find out what's in store for me, shall we?" Daniel grabbed his card, "it says 40% House husband -Daniel is rich enough that he doesn't need to work, but he's going to need to find a career woman to support so he can fulfill his dream of staying home with the kids and managing the house," He blinked as his new reality settled in. He read the statement again and found he agreed with it wholeheartedly. So many women were interested in him for his money, but he didn't want that. He wanted a woman who was passionate about her career and wanted to provide for her family. He'd stay home and keep house and raise kids, that was the best way he could support her.

"Wait, so Perv goes from unemployed to permanently unemployed? Not bad." Mateo said.

"Unemployed? Stay at home parents are not employed Mateo. Raising children is hard work and I look forward to that day when it's my turn," Daniel said seriously, "Now I must take my turn, it's the object one. It says Invisible handcuffs, pick an opponent," Daniel shrugged, "I suppose Florence since she already owns so many of them."

Florence suddenly felt something on her wrists. She looked down and saw nothing, but when she tried tugging her arms apart she felt something pulling on her wrists, preventing her from doing so. She couldn't see them, but she WAS wearing handcuffs. She felt herself get flushed, "By the moon, you have restrained me..." She carefully felt the cuffs on her wrists. They felt solid, yet comfortable, "I do not suppose there exists an invisible key to match these cuffs?"

Daniel could only shrug, "My deepest apologies."

Florence frowned, but then reached forward with both hands to pick up the die and toss it. She landed on a rule, "Women who have produced breast milk or women who have not. Oh dear Nytheris, whatever shall I pick?"

"The game is obviously targeting us, it's not random." Evelyn said.

"No shit." Brittany said, "Uh, sorry. I mean you're right."

"Very well, I shall expect fate and target myself. It would not do to harm innocents if possible to avoid it." Florence said.

"Wait, hold on," Mateo shook his head, "If you think about it, most women become mothers, right? I mean globally, at some point in their lives, it's gotta be...80% or more?"

"Perhaps you are right, and so the correct choice is the one which limits the time spent under the rule? My apologies to the rest of you, women who have not produced breast milk," Florence looked down at the card, "Women who have not produced breast milk...desperately want to taste it. How very strange!"

Evelyn suddenly gulped and gazed at Florence's shirt. Was it her imagination or was there a wet spot there?

Noah rolled the die, "It's a question. Would you rather your name be permanently replaced with a stripper name or a pet name? Wait, pet name like sweetheart or petname like Fido?"

"Does it matter? It'll be better than a stripper name, right?" Mateo said.

"I don't want to be Mr. Snuffles or some shit like that." Noah said, "Although I don't want to be Candy either. I like my name."

"Gotta pick soon dude, you know what will happen." Evelyn warned, "Give me $5 and I'll pick for you."

"No, I'll pick. Stripper Name." He blinked, "Oh crap."

"Is it that bad Ruby? Wait, Ruby, I know that wasn't your name but I can't remember what is what before!" Mateo said.

"Ruby, fuck. I liked...oh my God. What was my name?" Ruby asked, "No way my parents named by Ruby Sin but I can't...I can't remember anything else."

"I guess that's what it meant by replaced instead of changed." Mateo said.

"Damn. That is unfortunate." Daniel said.

"Ok, now I get some new wardrobe too huh," Brittany said. She grabbed her card, "It says 32% Hate to burst your buttons - Brittany will only wear tops that button down the front. Of course the longer she wears it, the greater the risk the buttons fail from the strain of holding back her ever expanding tits, but that's a risk she's willing to take..."Brittany glanced down at the tank top she was wearing, "Oh God, this feels horrible. I...I have to change!"

She practically sprinted upstairs. When she returned she rushing to avoid getting a penalty for delaying the game, and was wearing a button up shirt that barely fit over her ever increasing bust.

"Looks like the show's already started." Mateo said with a grin.

Brittany scoffed and tried to rebutton her shirt, "It's because I owned a lot of cotton. God, I need to go shopping."

Brittany quickly rolled the die, landing on the question side, "Would you rather get a large womb tattoo that magically increases your libido or have your clit permanently pierced with a magical stud that randomly vibrates?" Brittany instinctively squeezed her thighs together as she read it. She couldn't chose. She wanted both. Why did these ideas excited her so much? First the nipple piercings, but now this?

"You gotta pick Brittany." Evelyn warned, "I'll pick for you if you let me touch my pussy when I want to."

Brittany ignored her and started biting her nails. She wanted everyone else to think she made a mistake, not that she intentionally chose neither.

"I'm not a woman, but I'd take the piercing. You won't be able to hide the tattoo very well."

"Y-yes, but randomly? Does that mean for a second every few hours or for a few hours every now and then? There's a big difference!" Brittany said. The card in her hand flashed a warning, time was running out. She ignored it, "I just can't pick!" That was true, she couldn't pick which she wanted more.

Finally it was over. The card flashed again, "Oh no, it gave me both!" She couldn't see them, and wouldn't check in front of these people, but she knew they were there. The very idea made her want to run to her room and touch herself, not that that would be an option in this stupid house.

"G-go Mateo." Brittany squeaked.

Mateo rolled, "Well shit. BOB. I guess I'm way behind the rest of you on that one. Fuuck."