Sophie 1: A full moon rises during the Lunar Landing Co-op Challenge

Sophie assessed her options. She knew a little bit more about this game than the others, more than she was letting on. She still didn’t know how the mechanisms of the board knew that the limbo and piggyback challenges had ended, but the knowledge she did have absolutely factored into her decision-making process.

“Knock Knock, Who’s Bare?” was an absolute no-go. It either involved neighbors or stand up comedy, and Sophie was not into either of those options. “Seam Stress” implied a lot, and Sophie planned on keeping all of her seams thoroughly unstressed. So, that left “Lunar Landing”. Sophie had no ideas on that, a total X factor. But, the other two didn’t sound good at all so it’ll have to do. Maybe it’ll involve putting on an astronaut helmet or something. She threw caution to the wind and went for the devil she didn’t know.

Sophie took her chosen card. The other two sucked back into the board with a SCHWOOP.

Sophie read aloud. “Lunar Landing. Co-op challenge. Choose another player to be your challenge partner. They must throw an object from at least ten feet away for you to catch on your bare butt,” her freckled cheeks turned bright pink. “You must catch it without the use of your hands and it must stay up without falling for ten seconds. You have ten throw attempts. Rewards are shared. Oh geez…”

Mia took the card to read it herself. “Bare… butt?” she mumbled.

Faith had the exact opposite reaction. She read over Mia’s shoulder, and her mouth hung open in shock. Her emotion quickly morphed from shock to excitement, and her open mouth changed to the cheesiest grin you could imagine.

Sophie was softly shaking her head.

Faith put her arm around Sophie. “What? The Master of Games herself is gonna get a punishment turn one just because she doesn’t want to show her big ol’ badonkadonk? It’s not like we haven’t seen it before!” Faith shook Sophie a little.

Sophie pushed her away.

Mia handed Sophie back the card, and said, “Don’t let her get under your skin…” Mia motioned for Sophie to discard the card.

Sophie’s brow furrowed with determination. Faith was right, there was no way she’s failing her first challenge! Instead of discarding the card, Sophie studied the words closely, then placed it on the coffee table. She stood up and stormed into the kitchen.

“W-wait, what are you doing?” asked Mia, confused. In her mind, Mia would’ve immediately shot this idea down. There’s no way her ass would greet the world over a board game.

Sophie started scouring cabinets for throwable objects, then moved onto the living room once she gathered some options. She tore through the coffee table drawer and an end table.

Once she was done, she moved toward the bathroom. To which, Mia finally spoke up. “You better not be getting my toothbrush!” Sophie just smiled and stopped looking. The pile of things in her arms would have to be good enough.

She pushed the coffee table closer to the couch to make room, and arranged her throwable objects next to the board.

Her arsenal included: The TV remote, a stack of paper plates, a stack of coasters, a plastic salt shaker, a bag full of plastic silverware, and a large plastic bowl. None of them were “breakable” when thrown at someone’s ass or onto a carpet, and none of them should do too much damage to her **** derriere, either.

“Well Mia, you’re up. Faith’s gonna take me down with her so let’s show her what’s up,” Sophie said with her hands on the waistband of her tight jeans.

Both Mia and Sophie sported pinkened cheeks. Sophie blushed because she was getting ready to moon her friends. Mia blushed because she looked over her shoulder and was wracking her brain to find a way that Lucy wouldn’t see this.

“Here!” Mia said, pushing the coffee table off to the corner against the wall. “You stay right there. That should be ten feet.” She wanted Sophie to stay right behind the couch, so Mia moved herself, as the thrower, far into the corner.

Faith scooted down the couch to make sure and get a front row seat to the festivities. Sophie stood a couple steps in front of her, while Mia stood in the corner.

“How am I even gonna-?” Sophie thought out loud as she hooked her thumbs into her jeans. She was about to unveil her tush to the room, but then Mia stopped her.

Mia could tell that Sophie was just slightly too tall. Lucy was surely gonna see her, so she threw out one last ditch effort. Mia said, “Lay down! The thing won’t fall off if it has less far to fall… err… something.”

Mia flubbed her logic and sentence a bit, but Sophie liked the idea.

“It’s worth a try,” Sophie said. She got onto her knees right in the middle of the room. Mia was 10 feet behind her in the corner. Faith was a few feet away on the couch to her right. Lucy was on her Nintendo Switch a couple dozen feet away on the other side of the couch and through a doorway.

From her kneeling position, Sophie finally hooked her thumbs and started the unveiling. Her jeans were very tight. She prided herself on hitting the gym multiple times a week, and always worked on her glutes. So, as the jeans peeled downward, her large juicy booty came into view. She stopped once she reached just under her thong-covered butt, and started laying down on her stomach.

“Uh, uh, uh!” Faith objected, “It says bare butt, girlfriend! Any catch made with your lacy little thong there is gonna get you disqualified!”

Sophie thought for a second and said, “I don’t have a rebuttal.” She shrugged, and hooked her thumbs into her skimpy underwear.

Faith giggled and added, “But, you do have a re- BUTT -al. I see it right there!”

All three girls smiled and chuckled at her dad joke. They were playing a weird game and were being hyper competitive with each other, but they were all still good friends with a shared sense of humor.

It may have only covered a small fraction of her bulbous booty, but, to Sophie, her tiny underwear covered the most important small fraction. Sophie just gulped and ripped off the metaphorical band-aid. As the thong rolled down her ass, the vertical strip of fabric was firmly wedged between Sophie’s round cheeks. She had to push it down twice as far as was necessary for the thong to fully escape her buttcrack, wrapping the skimpy thong around her bunched up jeans a few extra inches.

Sophie laid down on the ground with her shirt covering everything above her waist, and her jeans covering everything from mid-thigh down.

Faith whistled and cheered. Mia just stood there with her mouth agape. For a good few moments, Sophie waited.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer!” said Sophie. She turned to Faith and held up her hand, “And no, that’s just a saying, not an invitation.” Faith was halfway to pulling her phone out, but stopped herself and giggled.

“Right, right, sorry!” Mia said, as she reached for her first piece of ammunition.

Mia flung a paper plate way past her target, landing a couple feet in front of Sophie’s head.

“My bad. My bad. Here!” Mia said, overhand throwing a plastic fork. It stabbed Sophie in the buttcheek, and bounced off.

“Youch! What was that?” asked Sophie. She tried turning her head to look behind herself, but couldn’t see much. What little she could see past her shoulders was covered by the rise of her big butt. With things being thrown at her, she especially didn’t want her face in the line of fire, so she kept her face to the soft carpet and closed her eyes.

“A fork!?” Faith asked, laughing her head off.

Sophie commanded, “No sharp objects!”

Mia frisbee’d another paper plate and a coaster, both of which were closer but skidded off the top of her target.

“C’mon Mia, focus,” said Sophie.

Mia grabbed another object and lined up her shot. She controlled her breathing and focused. With an underhand toss, she loosed the best shot she could muster.

The heavy plastic salt shaker hurtled through the air and struck Sophie’s left butt cheek with a thud. It bounced off like a trampoline and landed on the ground next to her. Both cheeks bounced with the impact, jiggling like jello for the two woman audience.

“Ow, dude. Why didn’t you warn-” Sophie said, but she was cut off by the TV remote repeating the same arc and slamming directly between her cheeks. It landed just right to look like it just might wedge into the crack, but just like the salt shaker, it hit with a hard thud and bounced off. The jello rippled with the impact.

“Ow! Okay. Enough. Enough. Enough,” said Sophie. She put a hand between her legs to shield anything the others might see while she stood up, but left her pants in place with her butt hanging out. “We’ve gotta change something, I’m not gonna catch anything standing still.” Sophie bent over, keeping one hand ensconced firmly between her legs and wrapping it under to cover any peeks between the cheeks. She looked between her legs and saw an upside-down Mia standing there with her face almost as red as a tomato.

Mia looked to Lucy and saw her still looking down at her Switch. Wanting to act fast, Mia pushed the coffee table across the room, next to the confused Sophie. Faith was still sitting on the couch, and the table was pushed into her leg room, so Faith stood up. Mia ushered the upturned tush with legs in front of her to waddle back around to where Mia was just throwing from. It was an awkward and slow waddle, but she made the journey. Faith leaned against the wall a few feet away next to the TV. Mia stood with her ammo in the middle of the room, and prepared to throw.

Sophie’s new spot should be covered by the kitchen island from Lucy’s gaze, and Mia looked over to see if Lucy had noticed all the shuffling. Everything seemed alright, so Mia took aim again.

“Wait! What’s that?” Sophie asked, using her free hand to point between her legs at the coat rack by the door. From her new position she could see the upside down doorway.

“Good idea,” said Mia as she hopped over and took three hats off the top. One was a baseball cap, one was a beanie, and the third was a large beige sun hat. She deposited the less useful hats onto the table, and took aim with her new very frisbee-able sun hat.

“Only four shots left. Make ‘em count,” said Sophie. Her face was turning very red, partially because of her extended mooning session and partially due to keeping her head upside down for the better part of a minute so far. Sophie’s glasses stayed on her head but gravity awkwardly sat them against her brow ridge instead of her nose, further complicating things.

Mia locked in and took aim. She flung the hat so it floated down like a frisbee a couple feet to the side of her targeted crab-walking butt.

Sophie scampered under the hat, but it flopped off of her.

“Close one! Three more tries like that and I bet you guys’ll get it,” said Faith with obviously faux positivity.

Mia picked up the hat and returned to her spot. She went for the same shot, and this time Sophie had to shimmy toward the kitchen island. The hat half landed on the island, flipped over onto Sophie’s butt, then continued flipping onto the floor.

“Crap, alright I’m dialed in,” said Mia.

“Yeah you better be, only two throws left,” said Sophie as Mia retrieved her hat and everyone returned to their starting positions.

Mia furrowed her brow, got in a low stance, did a throwing motion over and over to practice, got ready, took aim, and finally threw the hat onto Sophie’s butt. Or she would have, but instead she threw the hat against the wall on her right, almost taking Faith’s head off. Her throw was interrupted by the fridge opening. Lucy was in the room!

“Come on, Mia, what was-” asked Sophie.

Mia shushed her and zipped over to Sophie to stand between Lucy and the bare ass mooning the room. Lucy was bent over with her face in the fridge. The kitchen island hid a lot of Sophie, but Mia stood at the corner of it, just in case Lucy rounded the corner for some reason.

No one in the moment thought to just pull up Sophie’s pants, not that she could have done that quickly with her incredibly bunched up jeans tangled up in a thong prison.

Lucy grabbed her bottle of tea and stood up. Instead of turning toward her room, she stepped toward Mia and asked, “So, what are you guys playing?”

“Oh, nothing! Just a board game!” said Mia with red cheeks.

“Uhhhh… Alright. I knew that part. Board kinda looks like Mario Party. What’s it ab-” Lucy started asking.

Mia interrupted her and said, “Honestly, it’s not very fun. You probably wouldn’t find it very interesting.”

“Okay… Man you’re really selling it… Say, where’d your other friend go?” asked Lucy while opening and taking a sip of her tea.

Not even four feet from her, Sophie stood bent over, hands on the ground and ass in the air. The only things keeping her from being seen are the kitchen island, Mia’s body, and Lucy’s shortness. Faith was biting a finger as she watched the whole situation unfold.

Mia looked like she might explode from embarrassment, but it didn’t look that way to Lucy. To her, her roommate was agitated with a red face and completely blowing her off. Mia clearly didn’t want Lucy around, so she relented and took her tea into her room to enjoy on her own. “Well, hope you start having fun,” Lucy said as she walked away after a long silence.

Mia breathed a sigh of relief as Faith let out the biggest belly laugh of her life. Faith was almost out of breath laughing as Sophie just said, ”Let’s just get this done, I’m getting lightheaded here.” After a pause, she added, “Last throw. Focus!”

Mia wanted to finish this before Lucy caused any more problems, so she quickly got into position. Taking aim, she wound up her throw, and perfectly launched it… Four feet to the side of Sophie, right next to Faith. Sophie swiftly crab-walked her ass right over to Faith. The hat landed perfectly centered on her upturned butt. Her right hand was still shielding all the crucial bits from view.

“One. Two. Three,” Sophie and Mia counted together, “Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight-” That’s when it happened.

SMACK! Faith spanked Sophie squarely on her big juicy ass. The hat went flying, and Sophie fell forward in a slump. Her hands shot up to catch herself, momentarily showing all between her legs as she fell. She landed, head on the carpet, with her knees as wide as her bunched up jeans would allow.

Mia went from optimistic anticipation, to crushing unexpected defeat, to slack-jawed shock in a matter of seconds as she stared right between Sophie’s spread legs.

Faith was just as surprised. She didn’t expect them to win nor anything else that just transpired.

Sophie quickly flipped over and sat on the ground, keeping her legs together and hands covering her crotch. Her outstretched foot bumped the leg of the coffee table, sending a few of the throwing ammo off the table and sliding the game a few inches.

“What the hell!? Just wanted a piece of my ass, huh? Cheater! Cheater! Cheater!” Sophie chanted while sitting up. Mia joined in the chanting.

“I swear I didn’t mean to…” said Faith, uncharacteristically quiet and looking down at her hand that just moments ago had touched Sophie’s bare ass.

As Faith tried defending herself, Sophie just said, “Yeah right,” and her and Mia just kept chanting, “Cheater! Cheater!”

Sophie arched her bare ass off the floor and painstakingly stretched while pulling her pants and thong up, then scooted up to the coffee table just in time for the sound she was dreading.

P’TIING!

Three cards, each with the word PUNISHMENT in red under their titles peeked out from the board.

Sophie, angry at this point, quickly read the options and thought them over. The three cards were titled “Descending Dilemma”, “Oops-a-Daisy”, and “Say Cheese!”