Not wearing pants

"I still don't understand, Jayleen has a dick?" Asked a perplexed Illy.

"Yep."

"Always has."

"Damn near poked my eye out with it, when I was trying to put on her glass slipper," said Hector. He was still annoyed about that. I had apologized several times.

"Must've missed it when you were out banging everyone's parents," said Moggie nervously.

"Must...have," agreed a pensive Illy. I watched her look at me across the circle almost evilly, before she started to review her cards. I continued to do the same.

From what I've learned, I need to win to know what's going on. I need to choose a card that won't have dire consequences for my friends. And occasionally no effects will apply, like last round, but I don't know what causes that. It would certainly be nice to think things over with so much on the line, but I don't want to be zapped again by Illy so I'm going with a safe pick: Not wearing pants. Given that Natalie is currently wearing a latex thong and apron and nothing else on her legs, this should cause no change whatsoever. Keyword being "should", my White Privilege win was exceedingly Pyrrhic, but two more cards to win, here I come.

"Are you going to let her up to read the cards?" Asked Moggie about Natalie, hypocritically still bouncing inside Kim K.

Illy looked down at her pinned French maid as if deep in thought.

"No, I think she's happy to defer to me, isn't that right, Natalie?" she said, casually stroking the brunette's hair.

"Yes, mistress, I'm a rimbjob whore," Natalie replied still firmly under the effects of Illy's privilege.

"You see," Illy tutted, and started to read Natalie's cards. "Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's...My collection of Japanese sex toys."

"KimmyButt love those. Me need one in KimmyMouth, one in KimmyPuss, two on KimmyTits...," the buttslut kept babbling before receiving a reprimanding spank from Moggie.

"Hush now, Illy's talking."

"Ahem, Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's Not wearing pants. I think a lot of us are guilty of that."

Illy received several laughs and I tried to smile over my grimace, a glob of my chin jism falling suspensefully to the carpet.

"Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's A bleached asshole?" Illy said dryly, re-situating herself on Natalie tongue. "What do you think, Natalie, is that the correct answer?"

"I'm a rimbjob whore, mistress, I love all assholes," said Natalie thinking quickly.

"So I thought," Illy continued, "Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's Holding a pepper grinder for some reason? Who picked this, haha?"

"I just needed to get rid of it," said Hector, "I've had it since the beginning, and no idea what to do with it."

"KimmyButt like it," offered Kim K, "Sir can grind KimmyPuss's 'pepper' any time sir wants."

"And finally," interrupted Illy holding up the last card, "Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's Battlefield amputations, haha!"

"Yikers," said Moggie, "Okay which one is Natalie picking?"

Natalie started to reach out a tentative hand, only for Illy to push it aside.

"Now now Natalie, you can finish your task as long as you pick this one," Natalie imperiously hand-selected one card for the French maid.

Natalie's eyes lit up, and she happily agreed selecting...