Faith 3: The girls flip out and some punishments reveal themselves

“Seven!” announced Faith, looking down at her three and four. She was disappointed that it wasn’t ten or higher, so she still had to continue her ongoing challenge of tiptoeing everywhere, but it was a decent roll nonetheless.

On the board, she was already leading the pack before her high heel game piece furthered that lead by sliding forward to a green event space.

“ooooOOOOoooo…” said Lucy and Sophie in harmony.

They were excited to see what an event had in store. The last one, where they all magically swapped underwear, was fairly tame in the grand scheme of things. They were both intrigued by the game mechanics, although apprehension partially returned for Sophie when she was reminded of her current pelvis-crushing undergarment predicament. She wondered if the circulation was being cut off, but tried to go back to ignoring it.

Lucy was still a little energetic after running around and attempting to sell her office chair’s offroad handling statistics to Mia. She’d gotten used to sitting in an irregular fashion on the floor before that. In addition, she had butterflies in her stomach and a feeling of anxiety, stemming from the fear of messing up her newfound friendship with the two non-residents in her house. Not to mention, she hoped she was also nearing a breakthrough in repairing her and Mia’s friendship.

All those feelings combined together, and she just couldn’t sit still. She excitedly jumped up and giddily sat on the back of the couch with her feet on the seat. Her knees bounced in anticipation.

Faith clapped, excited that she wasn’t going to have to do a challenge this round. With Lucy’s seat only occupied by a pair of feet, Faith’s legs began unconsciously spreading right under her nose due to her Continental Drift punishment.

Mia was still scrunched up, nervously trying and failing to cover all the new holes in her shirt with her hands, while struggling to keep a neutral expression on her face.

Sophie said, “But stay on your toes, ladies. Remember the last time we hit an event we–”

P’TIING!

Sophie flopped like a fish on the ottoman in the usual jumpscare fashion, with little issue besides her heart trying to leap out of her chest.

The other three girls had no such luck.

Just before the noise struck, the couch trio weren’t prepared at all for a sudden midsentence interruption to Sophie’s pep talk.

Lucy perched on top of the couch, Faith was spread out in the middle with her toes pointed, and Mia was coiled up like a nervous spring under pressure.

They all jumped in surprise together. Lucy teetered up on the back of the couch. Faith wasn’t putting much weight on her pointed toes and kicked them off of the floor. Mia unfurled herself like a spring, pushing off the ground with the full extension of her legs.

Unfortunately for the girls, couches obey the laws of physics.

It tilted up, slowed down at the precipice just long enough for them to hope the inevitable wouldn’t happen. Then, the inevitable happened. The couch slammed down onto its back and dumped all of them backwards toward the front wall of the house.

Lucy was focused on not being crushed, so she rolled with it. She somersaulted backward a couple of times then landed on her hands and knees with her butt to the wall.

Faith flipped backwards with her legs pointed up in a big ‘Y’. Her skirt fluttered around her and Mia’s plain white panties that Faith was wearing briefly peeked into view. As the redhead tumbled backwards, she managed to focus on one important thing: keeping her heels from touching the floor.

Mia tried the hardest at reversing the couch’s trajectory. The blonde squirmed up at the tipping point, and that was her ultimate downfall. Her combo punishments showed themselves sooner rather than later, and her clumsiness was not kind to her when she tried her hardest at doing things.

Mia’s squirming at the couch’s apex quickly turned into clumsy flailing as the couch flopped down. She launched herself into Faith’s seat, entangling them both in a strawberry blonde blur of interlocked limbs as they twisted and rolled onto the floor together.

They landed with a thud, Mia on her back and Faith on her knees. Mia’s body laid flat, extending back toward the couch. Faith landed upright against the wall, bonking her head and dazing herself a little. Lucy flanked them on her aforementioned hands and knees.

Faith’s skirt draped over Mia’s torso and head. Her fishnet-covered knees could be seen straddling Mia’s midsection.

Mia was only visible from the sternum down. Her large ab window and half-destroyed leggings left a lot of skin on display. For her, the room had gone dark under the tent of Faith’s black skirt.

Faith, Lucy, and Sophie looked at each other and laughed, glad that no one seemed to be crushed to **** or hurt. They figured Mia was reacting the same way, but couldn’t really see her reaction.

Faith breathed a sigh of relief and, dazed as she was, sat down on the hard couch pillows that landed under her.

Mia’s legs started kicking into the air with urgency.

Lucy and Sophie both had a surprised look on their faces. From their angles, they could easily tell what Faith had just sat on.

Before they could say anything, another punishment struck.

Krgrgrgrg…

Somewhere inside the wall, machinery whirred to life. Louder and louder, the air conditioning gave an echoey metallic gurgle, emanating from the wall right behind Lucy. A perfectly positioned vent happened to be aimed right behind her upturned rear.

A sudden gust of air blasted out of the vent.

WHOOOOOOOOOSH!

Lucy’s now-thin dress billowed up over her head, fiercely flapping around her like an inside out umbrella.

Lucy awkwardly teetered forward, using both hands to try pushing her dress down. She was thankful that her dress was attached at such a heavy duty laced up abdominal section, or else it probably would’ve flown across the room!

The laces section of Lucy’s dress pushed up, bunching up under her breasts and leaving her upturned ass very much on display to the two ladies able to witness such a sight.

The only thing worn under Lucy’s ribcage was Sophie’s purple see-through panties which very much left nothing to the imagination.

With her hands busy failing at defense, Lucy ended up face down ass-up on her knees with her inverted dress engulfing her torso. Even Sophie, who was in front of her, got a good show of Lucy’s cute little ass sticking into the air.

Faith felt a strange sensation from the pillows underneath her. It almost felt like the pillows were humming directly into her crotch.

Faith was still a little dazed and more than a little surprised, so she didn’t connect the dots just yet. The flailing legs sticking out from under her and the hard “pillow” with humming capabilities hadn’t rang any alarm bells for the redhead.

Faith, in an exaggerated sexual way, said, “OooooOOOooooo!” Then she pushed herself down hard onto the “pillow.” In her mind, she thought the humming was someone’s phone under a pillowcase or something like that, and figured they’d be joking about it soon enough.

The redhead was blissfully unaware of the imminent suffocation she was causing, and did her best to ignore the tingly feeling coming from below. There were bigger fish to fry. Faith had a pink-haired friend in peril to rescue!

Faith reached over to help Lucy’s predicament, but her own punishment **** her hand in an unintended way.

SMACK!

A handprint quickly turned red on Lucy’s left buttcheek. She yelped and flopped onto her side, fortuitously getting out of the way of the vent. Airflow promptly reduced back to a normal amount for everyday cooling.

Lucy started fixing her tangled dress as Sophie pointed out to Faith, “Enjoying your seat? Uhhh… I think she might need a little air.”

Lucy and Sophie giggled as Faith looked down at the pair of legs and half a torso that stuck out from under her skirt. She finally put two and two together, and frantically jumped off of the muffled face of Mia. The pale redhead’s face instantly started matching her hair.