Alice's next turn

Alice shakily breathed in, still riding the afterglow of her shameless orgasm in the bathroom. A good climax and some arousal had done wonders for her attitude. She still hated her "friends" and how lucky she considered them to have been, though it was swiftly overshadowed by arousal and attraction for that very reason. Part of her wanted them to go and die, the other, more dominant part of her would rather have them live so she could continue having fun with them..

She composed herself as much as her body would allow before throwing the notorious die. To her dismay it was not only a weak throw, but a weak result. A one. Her piece moved the singular tile and landed on the very same blue square that Kitty was on.

"Yay. Clothes! I wonder what it'll do next? Maybe give you some fucking haawt party stuffs!"

Rebecca's tone towards Alice was a bit **** after the service she'd provided, if not a little taunting. But she was right, amazingly enough she'd managed to recollect what the blue color did. Given how Kitty had landed on that very square only the turn before it wasn't an amazing feat, it was however more than the group collectively had come to expect from their bimbo friend.

Meanwhile Kitty had already reached out and grabbed a blue card.

How I love to hate you.
What is one more taboo?
Want to be branded as an object?
Perhaps more accurately, a pet!

Do you continue or chicken out?

"What?"

Alice couldn't come up with a better response than that. She was thoroughly confused by the phrasing. Taboo, object, pet? The category was clothing, surely? Would she be getting accessories that made her look like a pet? Dog ears? Cat ears? A tail!?

Bitch Sat smugly at the other end of the room, having a decent clue of what was to come. Not to mention the prospect of yet another perk! Through the drowsiness from all the **** she'd ingested since her alcoholism started and the general exhaustion that came with age and an unhealthy body, she found some pleasure in seeing her opponents roll poorly. Not to mention the fun of seeing the other contestants transform.

"I've come too far to give up now.. I continue"

The card violently burst into flames to confirm her answer. The whole room went quiet in anticipation, though what happened was rather anticlimatic. The only noticeable change to Alice was that she now sported a thick black choker. No, it wasn't a choker. It was a collar. More suited for a dog than an actual person.
The petite girl's chins flared up into a bright red. Not due to the embarrassment of suddenly wearing an accessory intended for animals, but something deep inside her mind.

The perk had messed poor Alice up big time. As if wearing a dog collar wasn't bad enough, she now found herself incredibly turned on by the idea of being dominated sexually by those very people she so despised. The embarrassment came from thinking back to how that exact kink had already been enacted in full in the bathroom just minutes earlier. Being dominated by Rebecca of all people, ordered to lick up her own squirt from a dirty bathroom floor. She'd done it in the heat of the moment, not being able to think clearly due to the **** arousal she'd been feeling. In hindsight it was rather disgusting. Now however, she found it incredibly hot. She wanted to do it again! Not just that, she wanted to be ordered to do other things, more deprived things. Anything her mistresses wanted. Despite having just experienced the orgasm of a lifetime, Alice still found herself becoming increasingly aroused as her mind raced, coming up with the most humiliating, degrading acts to perform.

"You okay over there, Alice?"

Kitty noticed how Alice's whole demeanor changed after the card did it's thing. The sudden change didn't match up to the gravity of the card. Surely a dog collar was the most innocent change they'd witnessed in a good while? Why had it made such a big impact on Alice? There were a lot of questions, but not enough answers. Of course, had Bitch not been a cutthroat bitch she could've shared her knowledge with the group, but that would give up what little advantage she still had.

"Who cares, she's probably just turned on or something!"

Bitch slurred her words under the influence. She was getting a tad impatient, the game was dragging on waaay too long and her stamina was beginning to run dry. Speaking of dry, she could really go for another beer right now..
The comment didn't hit it off well with neither Alice nor Kitty, but that didn't matter to the milf. She reached out for the die and made her throw regardless, not paying a second thought to how her friends viewed her.

The tables had suddenly turned inside the group. Alice was the one who'd been left out. Actually it was more like she removed herself, but after the bathroom incident she'd found herself somewhat back on terms with both Rebecca and Kitty, though she still absolutely loathed them both.. Bitch on the other hand was going further and further astray. Her behavior as of late was getting on everybody's nerves. Perhaps if she'd been sober, she could've been a bit more tolerable. The beer combined with her grumpy mood from aging caused her to act like an insufferable Bitch. How fitting..

The die came to a standstill and had everyone's eyes glued to it. Bitch was still in the lead and really wanted things to stay that way. Rebecca was right behind her, though she was growing increasingly bored with the whole game thing. Kitty knew well that it'd be impossible for her to catch up to Bitch in a single turn. Perhaps over two turns, if she rolled two sixes in a row, though it was incredibly unlikely.

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