Monday Morning Turn 29

Kai opened her eyes slowly, then smiled to herself and rolled to the side. She expected to see Grey lying there, but was shocked to find her bed empty. Suddenly wide awake, she sat up and looked around. He was gone. She felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Had he really just left her?

Then she saw a piece of paper on her desk and got up to check it out.

Dear Kai,

Gone to get kee. Back soon. Ok if you ned to leave roome.

Love you,

Grey.

She held the paper with trembling hands. Love you? The rest of the message might have not existed as she focused on that phrase. She felt heat rise to her cheeks. Ok, maybe he was forgiven for ditching her. His plan wasn't terrible. Except that she might need to use the bathroom before he returned, but hopefully she'd be able to avoid asking anyone if they wanted a blowjob if she did have to go.

She decided to kill time by opening the app. Immediately she got a notice about the twist.

Stolen Goods - Each turn you may select one invention you do not possess to materialize in your hands

"Huh..." She said quietly. When she tried to dismiss the notification, it came up with a list of inventions for her to steal. She very nearly pressed the chastity belt, but then she wondered if it would free Grey or just trap Kai. Better to just wait. Finally she decided to tap on the Yes-Lace. She knew what it could do, and frankly didn't trust anyone besides Grey and herself to own it.

They she received her 4 coins from her spies, and some rather useless information about how many orgasms Regan and Cynthia had yesterday. And finally she got to play her invention. Based on her conversation with Grey, she picked the Birth Control Pills. Sure they might be a scam, but she thought it was worth a shot. A package of pills appeared in her hands and she navigated to the item description.

Birth Control Pills Cost: 4 VP: 2 Effect Self [Gain 2 cards] Effect Special [No trick here. These birth control pills are 100% effective with no side effects and work on men and women. 1 pill results in total infertility for 30 days].

"That's...actually good." She said to herself. There were two dozen pills in here, enough to keep her infertile for two years. More if they didn't use the X-Change Bull every month. She put the pills away and then sat down at her computer. She should probably do some school work if she was going to miss class today, and maybe she should try getting someone to take notes for her. She sighed and got to work.

Regan woke with a start. The sun was streaming in through the window. Immediately a wave of panic welled up within her. SHe bolted upright and looked down. She was still wearing the damn corset.

"Shit! Shit shit shit!" She jumped out of bed and started working at the laces. She finally got it off and tossed it to the floor. She took a few deep breaths and then bit back a scream as pain started to spread through her body. It was like her waist was being squeezed by an invisible force, so much worse than when she'd had the corset on. She tried to say something, to alert her friends, but the pain was too much.

In desperation she grabbed the corset and wrapped it around her waist. Even before she started tightening it, the pain subsided to a much more manageable level. As she started to lace it the pain continued to decrease. She worked slowly now, not wanting to compress herself anymore, but not wanted to leave herself in pain either. As she tightened it, she glared at Ashley's sleeping form.

When it was finally tight, the pain disappeared completely. She raised her hand to slap Ashley's ass, but stopped herself. Sure it was Ashley's bet that had made her put the corset on, but also it was...she glanced at the clock, 9am! She'd been wearing it for far longer than 8 hours, but she'd set an alarm specifically to wake her in the middle of the night and take it off.

Her gaze shifted to Lars. He'd gotten home very late last night. Late enough that Regan and Ashley had already gone to bed. Diya waited up for him, since she had a dildo in her mouth waiting for his return. But that meant that Lars had squeezed into bed on the side closest to Regan's phone.

She brought her fist down on Lars's ass.

"Ow! Wha-wha! Regan? What's going on?" Lars mumbled.

"Did you happen to silence an alarm last night?" Regan asked.

Lars blinked, "Um...." He turned red, "Y-yeah. I think I did. I'm sorry, I was so tired...was it important?"

"Was...it...important?" Regan pointed at the corset, "Look at this! It hurts to take it off now! I have to wear it all the time thanks to you."

"Shit, Regan, I'm so sorry." Lars said.

Regan didn't even know what to say. She turned on her heels and stormed off, pausing briefly to snatch up her phone and, more importantly, the betting coin. She wasn't about to let those guys have it. She didn't even bother to put on pants. She thought she'd find the rest of the house empty, but was surprised to see someone in the kitchen, "Kai?"

The woman turned, "Nope! Hehe! Just me. Um Grey. Like, um, the new look?"

"Oh, yeah. Hot," Regan said, "Don't mind me, I just needed some space from that asshole."

"Okeydokey," Grey nodded, "Like, why are you wearing THAT? You know it's, like, cursed."

"Ugh. I made a bet with Ashley. Now it hurts when I take it off." Regan complained.

Grey nodded, "Like, ya. It came with uh...uh...a warning! Let me see..." Grey pulled out his phone and looked at it, "Uh...'A corset. Slowly but permanently reduces waist diameter. Prolonged use causes corset dependence'. That's it!"

"Fucking awesome..." She tapped her foot and looked at Grey. He sounded...strange. Rather, he sounded dumb. Really dumb. She smiled to herself then pulled out the coin, "Want to make a bet?"

"Like, on what?" Grey asked.

"Heads you make us both breakfast, tails you make me breakfast."

"Like, sure." Grey said, nodding.

Regan flipped the coin, "Heads. Thanks for breakfast."

"Like, got it!" Grey moved immediately to start cooking...something. Regan figured it would be better than cereal though, whatever it was. She sat down at the kitchen table and opened her phone.

"Stolen goods huh..." She said quietly. She wondered what she should take. By now she knew what a lot of them did, but there were still some mystery ones. Well, X-Change Bull she could make a good guess. Oh, invisibility ray? That sounded fun. She tapped on that and immediately a small ray gun appeared in her hands.

Then she checked her spies. 3 more coins and some mostly useless info.

Your spies have produced results! Cynthia York used SLAVE COLLAR!
Your spies have produced results! Kai Fowler is a SUPERSLUT!
Your spies have produced results! Almost any corset can satisfy your corset dependence!

And then it was time to invent. She had two options, time machine or fetish machine. Both sounded interesting, but she decided on time machine. She clicked it and then checked it's description.

Time Machine Cost: 11 VP:4 Effect Self[Lose 1 spy/Gain 1 spy/ Reverse one change to self]

Reverse a change. Holy shit. That was good. So good. There was so much...the lactation, the inability to refuse a blowjob, the fucking invisible handcuffs...

Oh...the panty viewer. She looked down at her perfectly smooth legs. How long did that razor effect last for? If it was permanent then panty viewer was the way to go. She couldn't spend the rest of her life getting naked every day. But if it was just temporary...

"Hey Grey, those smart razors, how long before I can wear panties again?" Regan asked.

Grey didn't look away from the frying pan, "Umm...what was it...oh ya...30 days."

Regan bit her lip. Could she last 30 days of stripping in public?

"Oh fuck..." She decided she didn't want to life with that. She activated the time machine and selected panty viewer. At least she wouldn't have to worry about that anymore.

"All done!" Grey called. He walked over and set a plate down in front of Regan.

Regan stared at it, "Uh...what is it?"

"An omlette!" Grey said, "I thought it might be good with ketchup chips and ice cream...but the ice cream kinda melted."

Regan looked down at it, then back up at him. He didn't seem to think anything was wrong. In fact he sat down and started to eat it, totally oblivious to the look she was giving him. "Are...are you stupid or something?"

Grey blinked, "Oh...like...yeah! Right. Oh damn. I need a dick."

"Huh?"

"I need to see a dick." Grey said, then paused to shovel another mouthful in, "Like, is Lars here?"

Regan sighed. "He's upstairs."

Grey nodded, but didn't move to get up. Regan decided she didn't like dumb Grey anymore, and took matters into her own hands.

"Follow me." She ordered. She got up and started walking away. She didn't look back, but she heard Grey push back his chair and follow her. She opened the door and immediately locked eyes with Ashley. The blonde woman was sitting up in bed, feeling herself up.

"Regan! Look at my tits! Isn't this awesome?"

Regan rolled her eyes, "So close you're happy. You get big tits, I get stuck in a corset. Permanently."

"Ooooh....sorry?" Ashley said meekly.

Regan ignored her and turned to Lars. He'd evidently gone back to bed, and just woken up as they entered the room. Regan kicked his him, "Dude, take out your dick. Grey needs a look."

Lars sighed and crawled out of bed, "I'm so sorry dude..." He quickly dropped his pants, then pulled them up again.

Beside her Grey seemed to come back to life, "Oh fuck. Wow," He turned away, "Sorry Lars. I kind of forget about my IQ-dick issue and decided to come here," He turned to Regan and explained, "My IQ drops when I go for a long period without seeing a dick. It's really inconvenient. How was the omelle?"

"Disgusting," Regan admitted, "But I suppose it's my fault for tricking you," She brandished the coin again, "Heads I cook breakfast for you, tails you make me an omelet that doesn't suck?"

Grey nodded, "Sure, why not?"

Regan flipped the coin, "And it's...heads. Ok, hope you like hot sauce." She winked and headed downstairs. She was kidding, but the look on his face was totally worth it.

Grey leaned against a tree and pulled out his phone. Kai was up and he'd told her about his morning. She was still hiding out in her room, and he'd been keeping her in the loop about what he was up to. She seemed a little upset he'd ditched her, but she understood why he'd done it, and that he hadn't been thinking clearly when he did. Grey really hated losing his IQ, it was a slow and subtle change, until it wasn't, and he couldn't recognize it as it happened.

He had a little bit of time now, and so he decided to take his turn. When he opened the app the first thing he saw was the twist. He had to steal an invention. He didn't really want anything, so he decided to pick the cum ray, thinking it was mostly harmless. A small ray gun appeared in his hands, and he set it down at his feet.

He looked at and then dismissed his spies. Nothing useful there. Then he checked out his new card, he'd picked research for this turn.

An undo button. Well knowing this game it would either literally undo the buttons on his clothes or...dare he hope...reverse something? He'd have to wait to play it though, if he had to the guts.

And then he saw the woman approaching the mailbox. He stayed where he was, leaning against a tree. He waited as she filled it up, and the moment she turned away he rushed forward. He used his key to open his box and...

"Thank God!" It was there. The key was there.

He shoved the key into his bag and texted Kai to let her know he was coming. Then he set off for her dorm as fast as he could. and When he got there he knocked on her door, "It's Grey!"

He heard her footsteps and waited. She opened it and smiled at him. She opened her mouth, but then her words were hijacked, "Can I eat you out?"

"Yes?" Grey said tentatively, then held up the key.

"Thank God!" Kai said. She pulled him in and slammed the door shut. Then she dropped to her knees and pulled down his skirt. She fiddled with the key and then dropped the belt. Grey worried that he'd smell after being locked away, but Kai had told him to come straight to her and so he had. Kai didn't seem to mind as she eagerly pressed her face into his crotch and started to explore with her tongue.

Grey was so pent up he came in minutes, and then Kai came too, thanks to Jonas's wish.

Kai sat back on her heels and looked up at him, "So..."

"So?" Grey asked.

Kai winked at him and walked over to her desk. She returned with two pills, "One is birth control. Renders you infertile for 30 days. No tricks. The other is the X-Change Bull," She put one in each hand and put her hands between her back, "Pick a hand, any hand."

Grey gulped, "A-are you sure?"

Kai rolled her eyes, "Would I be doing this if I wasn't sure? Oh, but you're going to have to miss class today. I already let me professors know I was sick."

Grey nodded, "Yeah...this hand."

"Close your eyes and stick out your tongue." Kai said.

Grey obeyed and he felt a pill being placed on his tongue. He swallowed it and waited for his body to transform...but nothing happened. He opened his eyes just in time to see Kai's body changing. Seconds later the Kai he knew was gone, replaced by a fit, but not overly muscular man. He might've even been called unremarkable, except for one minor detail. Between her legs was a rock hard cock, at least as big as the one she'd had on X-Change compliance.

"Grey I feel...I feel..." Kai muttered.

"Yes?"

"So horny!" Kai whined, "I need to fuck you. Now!"

Grey looked at Kai's dick, then up at Kai's eyes, "Yes. I want it too. F-fuck me."

Kai didn't need more than that. She suddenly swept him off his feet and carried him to the bed. She set him down gently and then climbed on top. Grey was nervous. He'd done stuff with Kai before. With male Kai. But sex?

"I don't think I can hold back...once we start..." Kai was clearly struggling to stop herself from just shoving it in right now.

"I'm ready," Grey said with more confidence than he really felt, "I want you."

Grey tensed as he felt Kai's cock press into him, but then his body yielded and he was amazed by the sensation of being filled more and more and more. A moan escaped his lips, and Kai seemed to take that as permission to stop holding back. Kai grabbed Grey's legs and pushed them up and out and started to thrust hard enough to rock the bed. Grey tried to participate, to do more than just lie there, but he was so overwhelmed with pleasure that he struggled to do anything more than hold on tightly to the bedsheets.

And then Kai tensed, and started to cum, pumping her load deep inside Grey. It seemed to go on forever, and the second it finished, Kai immediately changed back to her original body. She collapsed on the bed beside him, "That was..."

"Amazing." Grey finished for her.

Kai winked at him, "We're going to take the opposite pills, but how about a shower first?"

Grey looked down between his legs. A puddle of cum was leaking out of him. He nodded, "Good idea."

Cynthia opened her eyes slowly, then closed them. Her head was pounding with one of the worst hangovers she could ever remember experiencing. She laid there for a while, trying to settle her stomach and her head, but eventually the need to pee overwhelmed everything else and she got up. It was only then she realized she was not in her house, but she didn't have too much time to dwell on that and went in search of the bathroom.

After she was done, she went back to the bedroom she'd come from. Mia was there, still partially bimbofied, but only just. She had a few streaks of pink and her bust was definitely enhanced, but that was all she noticed. Cynthia looked down at herself, it was still strange seeing her new skin colour, but she felt like she was otherwise back to normal.

Just then the smell of bacon hit her nostrils, so she decided to follow it and find out where she was. She went downstairs and into the kitchen to find a petite woman with light brown hair cooking over a stove. The woman was fairly unremarkable, except for a thick steel collar around her neck which left Cynthia with a feeling of dread.

The woman turned, "Oh Mistress! I didn't know what you liked so I'm making bacon, toast, eggs, waffles, oatmeal and a smoothie. Or I can make you something else if you like, or run to the store."

Cynthia held up her hand, "Wait, Mistress..." She had flashes of memory of last night. The alcohol and whatever else she'd consumed had done a number on her, but she vaguely recalled someone else calling her mistress...

"Yes, you are my Mistress. I live to serve you." The woman said.

"No no no..." Cynthia said, "That can't be right."

Just then she heard footsteps behind her and she spun around to see a man walking in. She actually recognized him. He lived down the street from her and she'd seen him taking out the garbage, but she didn't know his name.

"Oh Cynthia, slave, good morning to you both," He said. He stopped and looked at all the food, "Quite a spread you've got going. You never put this much effort in for me."

The woman nodded, "Of course. I was your equal, but I'm Mistress's slave."

"Makes sense," He looked at Cynthia and winked, "Word of advice, don't give her permission to spend your money unsupervised. You gotta keep her on a tight leash."

"Right...uh, excuse me for a moment..." Cynthia turned and rushed off. She found the first floor bathroom and locked herself inside, then pulled out her phone. She dismissed her notifications without reading them then checked her inventions and saw that she'd played Slave Collar. She gasped when she read the description, 'Creates a magical collar. If willingly put on by someone who wishes to be a slave, it becomes permanent and the wearer becomes universally acknowledged as the slave of the player, or the nearest person if the player puts it on. If the player puts it on, their new owner takes over the game'.

So that woman had put it on voluntarily...and now she was permanently Cynthia's slave? That...that was bad.

She didn't know what to do about that so she opened the notifications again. She had to pick an invention to steal? She browsed the list, then picked mind control satellite. She had no idea what it did, but she didn't like the idea of anyone else owning it.

A new app installed itself on her phone, but the satellite didn't appear in her list of inventions to tell her what it did. She ignored it for now and checked out what she'd picked for her turn. WORK. Oh great...

Buy a leash for your slave and lead her around town naked for at least 5 km

"That...oh...I'm fucked. I'm so fucked." Cynthia was far too hungover to deal with that. She closed the app and went back out to find Mia and the mystery couple sitting down for breakfast. Well, Mia and the man were sitting. The woman in the collar was kneeling, and when she saw Cynthia she stood and pulled out a chair for her.

"Uh...thanks." Cynthia said.

"Why bother thanking a slave?" The man asked.

"What's wrong with a little courtesy?" Mia asked, "I think it's admirable how well Cynthia treats her slave. It might be within her right to treat her like a dog, but I respect that she considers her almost human."

Cynthia thought she was going to be sick. She looked at the woman, "Um...I'm sorry, I can't remember your name."

"You can call me whatever you like Mistress, but the name I was given at birth is Lucie."

"Right...Lucie...be honest...why did you put on that collar?" Cynthia asked.

"Oh, well I've always had submissive fantasies. Well...calling them submissive might be a bit of an understatement. I've longed for someone to take control of me. That's why I married him. He likes bondage, but I could never get him to take things outside the bedroom. In fact, he's more of a switch than a dom. I could never give him what he really needed, and he couldn't give me what I needed."

"She's right," The man said, "But I still loved her. So promise me you'll take good care of her, won't you?"

Cynthia paled, "But...no...why don't I just order her to serve you?"

The man shook h is head, "I can't be responsible for YOUR slave. That just wouldn't do. She's yours. Not mine."

"Please Mistress, let me serve you." Lucie begged.

Cynthia gulped, "Y-yes...uh...I'll uh...have some toast and bacon. And coffee...lots and lots of coffee."