Kisses for everyone

Kat read her chance card aloud, "You've been elected Queen of Vice. Pay each player $50 and give them a passionate kiss."

"What?" Sahar said immediately, turning red and failing to hide her excitement.

Kat gasped. Kiss everyone? She tried to resist, slowing counting out bills to pay everyone, but she felt the compulsion growing. One by one she found herself approaching her friends and planting a deep, passionate kiss on their lips.

Sahar moaned as they kissed, and then immediately looked away and refused to make eye contact with anyone.

Theo smelled strongly of cologne and she could feel his eyes boring into her chest, but that was fine since it was Theo.

Kat found herself groping Ivy as she kissed her. She didn't know why she did it, but it just felt right.

By the time she got to Dax she found herself getting really, really turned on. She had never considering him to be a potential partner but as she locked lips with him she couldn't help but remember that his 'man cream' was apparently very, very good.

The compulsion ended and she shook herself and sat down, "S-sorry guys."

"Don't apologize bro, it was the card." Theo said.

"Y-yeah...d-don't..." Sahar trailed off. She quietly picked up the dice and rolled, "4. Brothel, which I own."

Theo rolled next, "10 that's modelling agency. How much do I owe you bro?"

"$26," Dax said, "And it says Minimum purchase - You are unable to wear anything that cost less than $50 to buy."

Unfortunately for Theo he wasn't dressed for work. In fact everything he was wearing fell under that threshold. As soon as the punishment was applied Theo found himself **** to strip.

He wasn't even able to do it in a way that gave him control over revealing himself, the game made him do it as fast as possible. That meant that everyone got to see just what 'bigger is better' had done to his cock.

"Holy shit!" Ivy said what everyone else was thinking.

Theo finished stripping and immediately found a pillow to cover his crotch, "Sorry bro."

Ivy looked away, embarrassed, and rolled, "6 that's...oh fuck."

She moved her token to the corner, GO TO JAIL. She expected to be teleported to a cage like last time but instead she found herself sitting right where she had been...except now she was wearing a prison jumpsuit and there was a ball and chain attached to her ankle.

Of course a jumpsuit is not a ring girl outfit, so she immediately felt uncomfortable. Of course even if she'd wanted to strip out of it here in front of her friends, she couldn't, not with the chains in the way. It had even **** weird orange heels onto her feet. A quick check revealed those wouldn't come off, even though there was nothing holding them on.

"Ugh, this sucks!" She complained.

Dax kept the game going, rolling a 4, "Strip club. What do I owe you?"

"150," Sahar said, "And you've got bigger tipper, you'll be compelled to tip big and pay more than required."

"That's...that's fine. Go ahead Kat."

She rolled, praying to skip Sahar's purple row and..."YES!" She yelled as she saw the dice. "11, that's my territory!" She moved to the tabloid newspaper.

Sahar picked up the dice, "Ok here goes..." She rolled a 3, community chest, "It says...Flash Break. Roll the dice again. The number rolled is the number of strangers e you must flash before the game resumes with your roll again in 24 hours. The strangers must see your bare tits for 10 seconds each to count."

Flash? Strangers? Sahar gulped. She wouldn't mind showing Kat...but anyone else...she'd never imagined doing such a thing.

She gulped and rolled. 5-3. 8. She would have to flash 8 strangers in 24 hours.

"Oh Sahar...I'm so sorry..." Kat said quietly.

Sahar barely heard her. 8 strangers. It was horrible. Disgusting....

So why was she getting so excited?