Ass Card

All too soon, standing with my heart in my throat, the cards stopped spinning infinitesimally.

“Aaaaand the repeats keep coming!” the announcer cried.

On the face of the card, two shapely cheeks swelled just like with what Kaori had drawn.

I could feel that floating camera watching me, the unknowable masses staring at me as I worried over the decision.

I had three options.

Take the +1. Probably the safest option. Would increase my chance to hit with my… ass. As well as increasing any “damage” I do with the aforementioned part of me.

I could “roll the dice” as both Ericka and John had done to increase the dice that would be rolling with any ass… attacks. It would almost guarantee more lust damage but wouldn’t help any with my chance to to hit with my…

Fuck this is weird.

Lastly, I could take the completely random option and maybe get something really powerful… or completely useless.

I darted another glance up at my image a mile above me.

Yeah. I’m fucking bright as a strawberry right now.