Round 9 Begins

Lina rolled a 5 and her token moved to a question tile, "Like, um, would you rather always be required to greet every woman you encounter with a respectful title, such as “Ma'am,” “Mistress,” or “My Lady,” regardless of their status — or have women be **** to address you casually, never able use any formal titles or even your last name? Oh like, umm this is easy. I only have one Master. Bitches can call me whatever they want."

"Huh, so if I said...Lina. I mean Lina. Lina...Slutty Lina, Lina McTitties, Lina Cunt-" Rachel said.

"Ok. We get it. That's enough." Oliver said.

Eliza looked over at Rachel, "What if we talked to each other. How is your friend...Lina? Wow. Eliza really can't say her last name! Lina...oh. Eliza can't give her a fake last name either. Unless it's disrespectful like the ones Rachel used."

"Lina Zhang," Oliver said, "Miss Zhang. Well I guess that's not so bad for her, how often do people use your full name anyway?"

Oliver coughed, "Um anyway," He rolled, trying to move on quickly, "2 and that's a challenge. It says random opponent...Nat. And the challenge is...oh...Nat I'm so sorry...Intimacy Roulette..."

"Nope. Nope." Nat shook his head, "Nope..."

Oliver continued reading, "A wheel will appear with various tasks. We will take turns spinning it. We must then complete the action or lose. If the other person refuses to allow you to complete it, they lose. We have only 10 seconds after each spin to complete it. After each action is complete it disappears, making the others more likely."

Nat sighed, "Oh, alright then. Let’s just get this done, shall we?"

Instantly a wheel appeared between them. He quickly counted 12 separate lines, not all equal in size. Nat cringed as he read the items. Some like, hold hands, he could do but...squinting, the smallest one read 'Oral Sex'. He could not, would not, do that one.

"I'm first," Oliver spun and landed on holding hands, he held his hand out to Nat who reluctantly took it. That tile, the largest one, disappeared from the board.

Nat spun next, "Pinch nipples. Better you than me." Nat reached out and pinched Oliver's nipples. He was nude so it wasn't difficult to do.

"Ouch," Oliver complained, "Ya I guess so. Ok now me...it says Friendly hug. Ok that's easy."

"Easy for you to say, don't you dare touch me with that...thing!" Nat sat awkwardly as Oliver hugged him, but he didn't push him away. "OUgh, okay, my turn again. Blow a kiss? Seriously? Weird, but whatever. That one’s easy." He blew a kiss to Oliver, feeling very awkward but glad to still be in this game, "“You do know that a true bro would drop out and just let me win, right"

"How do you figure?" Oliver asked as he spun the wheel.

"I have it wayyy harder than you." Nat said seriously.

Oliver looked at the wheel. It read kiss on lips. He looked at Nat, "Nat..."

Nat bawled his fists up, '"Ugh, fine—just make it quick!" He closed his eyes. Oliver quickly leaned it and kissed him, just a peck. Nat immediately started wiping his lips, "“Ew, ew, ew. Your beard is so scratchy! How do women even enjoy that?"

Nat spun and got 'kiss on cheek'. It was better than kissing on the lips, but Oliver's keeps were so hairy. He closed his eyes and tried to psych himself up.

"Only 10 seconds." Oliver warned.

"Fine!" Nat leaned in and kissed his cheek, "Ew."

"I'm not that gross," Oliver said. He spun, "Grope chest."

Nat glared at him and covered his chest with his arms, "Don't you dare."

"So you're giving up?"

Nat hesitated, then finally dropped his arms, "Just don't enjoy it ok?"

Oliver reached out and groped him. Even though he'd warned Oliver not to enjoy it, Nat couldn't help but emit a soft moan. His body was extremely sensitive after all.

When he stopped Nat opened his eyes, and tried to avoid looking at him. He didn't want to know what Oliver was thinking. Of course he didn't need magic powers to know what Rachel was thinking.

"WHOO! SQUEEZE THOSE TITS!" She yelled. Then she fell out of her chair and had to be helped up by Eliza.

Nat looked at the board. More than half of it was now light slap, but the rest...he just had to hope for the slap. He spun and..."Light slap." He wound up and slapped Oliver across the face. He didn't do it as hard as he could, but he didn't go lightly either. Oliver didn't even flinch. Another reminded of how weak Nat was now.

"Ok, my turn..." Oliver spun. "Slap - Hard as possible."

Nat put a hand to his cheek, "You'll break me..."

Lina popped her lollypop out of her mouth, "Slap her ass Master! It's so firm and like...firm and stuff..."

Nat looked at Lina. Was that actually a good idea? Not that he wanted that any better, but it would hurt less there. He turned around and got on his knees on the couch, "Fine. Hit me."

Oliver wound up and...SMACH!

"OW!" Nat fell forward and then reached back to rub his ass. That had hurt. A lot. But at least it was over with.

Only 3 spaces left on the wheel. Nat couldn't see himself doing any of them. "What am I going to do?" He gulped and spun. "T-touch genitals..." He glanced down. Oliver's cock was right there. It was hard too. Wait, it was hard? He shook his head. No. It's a cock. He can't touch a cock...

"DO IT!" Rachel cheered, "Grab him by the balls!"

Nat took a deep breath. All he had to do was one tiny little touch. He closed his eyes and his arm shot out. He touched the tip, then pulled it back.

Oliver said nothing and rolled his turn. "Oral Sex." He raised his eyebrow, "Are you going to let me?"

Nat scowled, "Hold on, you’re not seriously going through with this… right? Come on, just quit! I’m still a guy, you know!"

Oliver shook his head, "I know, but I'm not willing to forfeit. I can separate the act from who you are. Take off your skirt and I'll do it."

Nat crossed his legs, "No. I can't. I lose."

The wheel disappeared. Oliver reached out and grabbed a card, "Skinship Winship - Physical contact with you is never weird or awkward."

Nat picked up his punishment card, "Cold Blooded - The longer it has been since you've had skin to skin contact with another person, the colder you will feel. This is a psychological cold only. More skin contact and more intimate contact will allow you to feel warm for longer."

"OOH. I'll keep you warm baby!" Rachel said.

"Yes, don't worry Nat. Eliza and Rachel are here for you." Eliza said, much more level headed.

Nat just sighed, "And now it's my turn too..." He rolled. He rolled a 1, "Ooh, a treasure? Well, let’s have a look—what do we have here? Undo random. Requited Love. Oh, thank God!" Nat let out a relieved laugh and finally looked at Oliver—really looked at him—for the first time since he’d gotten the news. "That means I can stop worrying about any sudden urge to jump you. We’re officially back to being bros.” He blushed and looked away quickly, gave him a playful once-over. “Though honestly? You’re still way too horny for my appraising eyes. Seriously? Didn't you spend all day with Dylan?"

"Uh, sorry bro," Oliver said, "I'm happy for you though."

Rachel clapped, "Still looks hot to me," she giggled, "Oh it's my turn too. A 4! It's a question...whoa, why are there two lines....no wait...just one...kay...I got this...um...Would you rather non players see your look as a ridiculous costume and never be able to take you seriously or that they see you as a real demon and either fear or worship you as a result?"

Oliver held out a hand, "Rach...think about this. I know you don't want to be seen as silly but-" He never got the chance to finish his argument.

"Worship me baby!" Rachel cheered, "Whoo!"

"Well this is certainly complicated now, isn't it?" Nat said, "An angel and a demon...so much for a quiet life..."

Eliza smiled, "Don't worry. Eliza is a genius after all. We will make it work. Eliza will roll now. Treasure. Undo random. Eliza doesn't need to giggle anymore, not that it had much impact on Eliza's life."

Dylan rolled next. "CG. Touchy Feely - hands touch nearby people when not actively being used." She was sitting between Eliza and Lina and immediately reached out to put her hand in Lina's lap. Lina giggled and poked Dylan's boob, but didn't move her hand away.

Lina picked up the dice and started to laugh, "Like...Nat kissed Master!" As if she just realized what had happened minutes ago, "Ain't that so sweet!"

"Ha ha. Just roll." Nat said sternly.

Lina did, a 3. "Like, it's the dice. My choices is Tail, Rapunzel's Brush, and Venusian Fertility. Oh, Master wanted to knock me up right?"

Oliver's eyebrows shot up, "Wa-"

He was too slow, "I like pick that one." Lina finished. "It like says...Enhanced Fertility. Your body exaggerates all aspect of womanhood, including the ability to make new life. If you're not careful checking your safe days and sticking to the pill, get ready to end up as a MILF a lot earlier than you might have expected."

Oliver groaned, "Lina...I don't...look...it's a fetish but we have to be practical..." He gulped. His cock was rock hard. He was just glad the fetish was only for mixed race babies otherwise he'd really be in trouble. At least Lina had that belt which too spontaneity away. He sighed. What was done, was done. He rolled the dice and landed on a restriction space, "Forbidden from refusing a drink or meal offered by someone else. Well, that's not so bad. Especially since I can't make my own food."

Nat's eyes went wide, "Um...can I get you a drink?"

"...Yes..." Oliver said, "Wow. Uh. A beer please."

Nat hurried to get him a beer and then sat back down to roll, "A 6. And it's...oh no. No no...." It was another BOB. He sighed loudly, "Career change. I earn $50,000 and my options are Dating for Profit, Asset Manager, She came with the Officer and Side Hustle. Well the first is obviously very, very bad. Asset Manager doesn't sound so bad..."

"Oh ya, you've got the assets alright!" Rachel squealed.

Nat self consciously touched his chest. "Ugh. Whatever. It will be what it will be. Just roll honey."

"Honey? I like that." Rachel said, she picked up the dice and rolled, "Restriction. Must sleep naked. Ha, I do that anyway...oh wait. Like I have this thing!" She fumbled around and pulled out a card, "Pass it to random. Yes. Who's getting naked? NAT!"

Nat groaned. Of course it was him.

"Rach, wasn't that..." Eliza hesitated, "Nevermind. You are too drunk to reason with. Eliza will roll." She picked up and dice and tossed it.

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