Emily's POV

Two people fell next to next to me, the devil and Trish? But Trish was standing around the glowing light in the center of the court? I bent down and touched them. Warm, breathing, it was like they were sleeping. Was this a trick? Prince of lies after all. I clenched my fist. Well, princess? No wait, she took male forms. I guess shapeshifters didn't really have a gender. She bent my gender pretty easily. I was a girl and had always been a girl bec.... I can't even think otherwise. Well. Trick or not didn't make a difference.

"Fuuck," I shouted as I felt something into my pussy. Nothing was there though. My panties were still on, I glanced to make sure. What? That... what?

I glanced at her. "No artificial sensitivity from **** nerds. This time, let me show you what a truly skilled lesbian can do," she shouted, blowing me a kiss.

Wait. No interference. So these were like... Sick. "You expect me to make Trish orgasm, but that's not right! She's a lesbian! And I'm," I paused walking up to the barrier. She walked up in return.

She smiled. "That.. is hilarious." Trish was looking at us.

"I agreed to play! I didn't agree to hurt anyone else," I said staring at her.

She giggled. "Oh? Go on, this should be great. How are you hurting her exactly? Tell her!"

That... "That's not fair! Your telling me to do something you physically won't let me!"

She rubbed her chin. "Fine, fine. Trish, if it will untwist everyone's panties. I am the Satan. We won't hurt you, me and Emily here are only having an orgasm race with you as one of the ones we plan to make cum. What fair compensation would you request for consenting to play? I shall grant any fair request."

That... Well. Trish, the ball was in your court. The Satan or not, she was right about Chrissy. I spent a long time with her and I didn't ask a lot of things I should have. That's on me. I know I'm not the smartest and I can't just be smarter, but I am not gonna just forgo asking and make my lesbian friend cum without asking because the devil made me do it! You can make me a girl! I guess you could make my body do it against my will probably! But I won't do it freely! I'm sorry it is all I can do Trish!

"I... I want you to give Emily, my friend a two minute head start in which you cannot move," Trish said, pointing at the devil.

"Wait what!" she said! "But!"

"You said, you'd grant any reasonable request!" Trish said.

The devil clicked her tongue. "Fine," she snapped her fingers. "..."

The timer appeared on the scoreboard with two minutes. It wasn't moving yet though.

"When you touch one of those dolls, I will freeze and the timer will start. Let none say that I did not give you a fair challenge, and that all parties consented. Any other concerns?" She asked.

Trish shook her head. I did the same. I don't know why she was doing this. Because I punched her? She was in my girlfriends home! Doing... well, I didn't know. I... I didn't ask I suppose. Well... I think when my girlfriend has a broken leg and the devil appears punching first is a forgivable policy, but. Well, whatever. Right now I needed to focus on what was ahead of me.

I turned to Trish. She could have asked for anything. Money, magic, any of countless things. But it took her less then a minute to see my scared face, and give it up to give me a chance. "Trish, thank you."

She just gave a thumbs up. It reminded me. This one time, after a game, we were at a bar, getting wasted. She was telling some story. I.. fuck I wish I could remember it better now. But I remember what I said. My buzzed cocky post win attitude. "I could eat pussy as good as any lesbo." Trish just giggle and gave me that same thumbs up. Two minutes, two orgasms. I reached down. I wouldn't be feeling so nervous if... well. Thanks Trish.

For the first time, I felt like I had been able to look at a woman and understand what she was telling me even if she didn't say anything with words. And it kind of felt awesome. You gave me something precious, you were always a better friend that I deserved. Without you, I didn't stand a chance! You believed in me enough to give me this. I was gonna fight for it, and for you! Win or lose, I would never forget this!

I bent down. I cracked my neck and my knuckles. I was trying to think of all of my experience. I definitely wasn't an newbie, and I always considered myself a team player. My buzzed comment was certainly rude but I didn't think it was said from a place of no legitimacy. But, well. Talk is talk. Two minutes. She bought me two minutes. The real question was...