Sophie 2: Things get really intense with the As Above, So Below punishment, and Lucy rolls

Sophie looked at the options before her and did her patented thinking-out-loud self-discussion. Although this decision was pretty straightforward so she didn’t talk for too long.

“Well, you guys aren’t getting any photoshoots from me, so ‘Say Cheese!+’ is out. And I don’t really like the cold, so ‘Subzero’ doesn’t sound appealing” said Sophie. She kicked off her sandals, tossed them toward the door, then wiggled her bare feet for emphasis on the fact that if the punishment made her feel a little chillier, her lack of socks would certainly make her uncomfortable. She continued, “That only leaves one, what do you guys think?”

“As Above, So Below? Like the movie?” asked Lucy, “Is the game gonna send you to some Italian catacombs?”

“Why would it do that? Obviously it’s gonna be some sicko perverted bullcrap,” Mia said, “As Above, So Below? Maybe it’ll make the drapes match the ‘carpet’.” Mia used finger quotes around the word carpet, and then mimed shaving Sophie’s head.

“I hope not,” responded Sophie. She didn’t want to be banished underground in Europe, nor did she want to go bald. Sophie twirled her ponytail with her fingers nervously and blushed knowing that the other players had seen her bald pussy. The other girls had become intimately familiar with her crotch’s shaved status over the last few minutes, and Sophie just hoped they hadn’t seen much more beyond that.

Faith chimed in, “I hope it means your shirt’s gonna fall off. Your pants are dropping? Your shirt’s gonna be the same way I bet.”

Sophie actually believed Faith of all people was onto something and thought to herself for a second.

Faith’s spontaneous suggestion immediately left her mind when she looked down to see herself womanspreading and taking up half of the couch. Faith had **** Lucy to scoot real close to Mia. Her underwear was still barely hidden, but almost all of her fishnet-covered legs were very much presented to the room.

Faith let out a squeak and slid her pointed toes together. Her knees followed suit. Faith physically grabbed Lucy’s shoulders and scooted the pink-haired pipsqueak real close to her so that wouldn’t happen again.

“Hold up. You’re almost there. I doubt my shirt’ll just fall off, but maybe since my shirt isn’t falling, that’ll keep my pants up,” said Sophie, “I could gamble on that!”

Everyone seemed to believe her logic for the most part so Sophie dramatically pulled her card. The other two punishments slipped back into the board with a SCHWOOP.

Sophie felt very positive despite the fact that she failed her challenge and was currently pulling a punishment card.

Sophie read the card aloud with conviction, “As Above, So Below. Rule Punishment. In life, the sky mirrors the earth. In the same way, perfect harmonious symmetry must be maintained on either side of your vestimentary equator. Huh. That makes sense, so my outfit… needs… to be balanced… Is it getting hot in here?”

Sophie started to feel really claustrophobic. The walls seemed to be so much closer to her, and her skin crawled all over her torso. She started hyperventilating and her chest started to feel really uncomfortably hot.

“Did you turn the heat on?” Sophie asked, fanning herself with both hands. Her face turned pale like she saw a ghost, and sweat started to appear on her forehead.

Everyone looked really concerned now. In a matter of seconds, Sophie had gone from super positive and cheerful to panting, sweating, and seemingly halfway on her way to dying.

They all leaped up to help her. Mia ran and got a glass of water. Lucy used a couch pillow to fan Sophie and rubbed her back a little.

Faith didn’t have much room to help now that the other two took up most of the possible avenues for helping, so she awkwardly stood on her toes, then snatched the card out of Sophie’s hand and quickly analyzed it.

It’s not usually Faith’s role in the group to be the big brain on top, and she wished she had time to gloat and soak this in, but she tiptoed into action. Faith teetered around the ottoman and grabbed Sophie’s shoulders.

Mia made it over with the water and was hydrating her like a baby hamster that was having a panic attack. Lucy looked like she was halfway to a panic attack herself as she fanned Sophie with the pillow in omega-overdrive.

Faith lifted Sophie’s arms. She slipped the hyperventilating brunette’s cardigan down over one arm and off, then repeated on the other side.

As soon as it was removed, color returned to Sophie’s face, her breathing returned to normal, the walls shifted back to their normal place, and the room cooled to a normal temperature. The difference was night and day.

Mia put the empty glass by the sink, and Faith wobbled behind the couch. Lucy still flapped her pillow for a few extra moments, but she stopped once everyone seemed calmed down.

“Thanks, guys. What the hell was that?” asked Sophie. The whole situation had lasted less than a couple minutes, and had started fairly gradually, but by the end of it that was INTENSE for Sophie.

“Your vestibular equator wasn’t balanced,” said Faith, dramatically tossing Sophie’s cardigan past her. No one, including her, noticed she used the wrong word.

Sophie didn’t dare catch it if it might cause that to start back up again.

Faith theatrically tiptoed around behind the couch and explained the card to them. “You’ve got Lucy’s panties and your pants below the waist. And now you’ve got your shirt and bra above the waist. Three was too many up top.”

Everyone was pretty impressed with Faith for using her brain for something other than her usual playful banter. Lucy felt especially embarrassed for freaking out and not seeing the pretty obvious cause and effect in front of her. She was almost going to suggest that Sophie was having an allergy attack to her tea from a while ago.

Regardless, Sophie appreciated all the help and thanked everyone. She explained that she wasn’t gonna be testing that one out any time soon and just wanted to move on with the game. For now, she’d be keeping balance at two and two.

Sophie held out the dice, and Lucy took them as everyone else retook their spots on the couch with Lucy in the middle. Sophie still laid across the ottoman.

All eyes were now on her, and Lucy gulped. If she hit a challenge, she could be running around outside without pants, just like Sophie! Well, not exactly since she was wearing a dress, but the thought still echoed through her head.

Lucy looked around at everyone. Faith had run outside in her underwear and was perfectly fine. Sophie had just Donald Duck-ed it all over half the neighborhood and, besides the scare just a second ago, still seemed to have it all held together. Mia hadn’t had a big challenge yet, but her clumsiness punishment and Sophie’s panic attack-inducing punishment were frankly just something Lucy desperately needed to avoid. These other women were so much stronger and braver than her, and now Lucy needed to get her game face on!

Lucy mumbled, “Time to clutch up…” then rolled the dice. She didn’t mean to say it out loud, but the other girls didn’t really hear her so it worked out for her.

“Four!” Lucy boldly said, “W-wait, doubles?” She gulped again, realizing that her turn was far from over.

Everyone watched as Lucy’s pizza box, which was very much taking up the rear on the board, marched forward four spaces and stopped on a challenge space right behind Mia’s mailbox.

Everyone else had readied themselves for it, but Lucy was too inside her own head to prepare herself.

P’TIING!

Lucy nearly sprang over the back of the couch, but just barely rocked back down on the correct side. She held her chest and tried to calm down.

“Okay, I’m locked in!” Lucy said, resolving to at least fake it till she makes it. The adrenaline of the jump scare fueled her a bit, and she took on a guise of confidence so she wouldn’t show any weakness in front of the others.

Everyone leaned in and read her options. The three challenges were titled “Is The Grass Greener?”, “Cold Press”, and “Excuse My French”.