Round 5 Start

Florence took a deep breath, and then pushed down. There was a satisfying click as the cuff sealed itself. She tugged experimentally, trying to pull her hands apart, but the steel links didn't budge. She felt a flush creep to her cheeks and a rather strong rush of arousal. She'd been thinking about this all day, about coming home and trying on one of the many handcuffs she'd brought with her on this trip. Or rather, that the gave had retroactively added to her suitcase.

Walking around RuneCon she hadn't seen a lot of bondage per say, but there was certainly no shortage of decorative chains hanging from people's costumes. Each one had made her feel strange in an unfamiliar way, and made her longing to try the cuffs on grow and grow. And now she'd done it, she'd scratched that itch. And...

And she wanted more. So much more. She recalled everything from 50 Shades of Grey and imagined herself as Anastasia. Before she knew what she was doing her bound hands had crept below her waist and her fingers pressed into her skin. She bit her lip and moaned, lost in her own fantasy.

BZZZT!

The sudden noise jerked her back to reality. She lost her balance and fell, and when her bum hit the ground she lost her grip on the key. She watched in horror as it bounced once, twice, and then down into the floor vent.

"No!" She dashed over and tried to pull the vent up but quickly realized it was nothing like the vents in her parents home. This was solid cast iron and even though she could get her fingers into the grate, she couldn't seem to make it move an ich.

BZZT!

Her phone buzzed again. She got up and checked it.

"Oh heavens!" Florence sighed. It was Mateo. She HAD promised him. She glanced down. Well, there was nothing she could do about that right now. She'd go help her friend, and then get help with the grate after. She stood up and walked over to her door. She opened it slowly and peeked out. The coast was clear and so she snuck out and headed for the back door. She managed to get outside without getting seen and saw Mateo waiting for her.

She held out the badge for him and he took it, "Uh, what's with the handcuffs?"

Florence blushed, "Twas an accident...I trust you shan't tell the others? I was simply testing these manacles to verify if they were real when I accidently dropped the key. After we are done here I shall request your assistance in retrieving the key. I was unable to lift the grate with my own strength."

Mateo shook his head, "I would help. Seriously. But did you forget about that challenge I lost? I am pretty weak. We might need Da-"

"NO!" Florence burst out, "Do not speak of this to him. I shall...I shall find another way with the blessing of the Goddess."

"Alright, fine. Anyway," He held up the badge, "Can I inspect you now?"

Florence had come here knowing what was to happen, but she really hadn't WANTED it to happen. Except strangely, now that he'd asked she found herself ready and willing. He could touch her however he wanted.

"You may proceed with your inspection. You have my fully cooperation." Florence said.

Mateo reached out and gave her breast a hard squeeze. Instead of feeling shame or discomfort like she'd expected, all she felt was a wave of arousal.

True to his word, Mateo pulled his hand away instantly. His challenge complete, he shifted back to his original body. Florence mewled, her body craving more, but then her rational brain kicked back into gear and she was glad Mateo had missed it. Still though, she needed to do something about these urges. She had yet to complete her daily masturbation and there was enough time...

"I must depart." Florence turned on her heel and rushed away as fast as she could. Not back inside the house, but to a garden shed she'd discovered to which the prohibition of masturbation did not apply.

Noah sat down at his usual place in the living room. He was still female unfortunately, but at least he was back in his own, normal, clothes. Brittany sat down beside him. She'd clearly spent some time topless because her chest looked pretty much normal. Then he realized he was staring at her chest and quickly looked away. Not quite quickly enough though.

"I saw that," Brittany said, "If you want to stare at tits, look at Evelyn. She can't complain."

"Shut up." Evelyn said, although Noah did listen to Brittany and look over at her. He had a hard time looking anywhere but at Evelyn's tits. Even if they weren't as large as Florence's or Brittany's, tits were tits, and he liked hers too.

Daniel strolled in, the last of them to arrive, and sat down, "Shall we?" He asked.

Mateo nodded, "Sure. Here I...oh huh?" Mateo found he couldn't touch the die no matter how much he tried.

"Right, our challenge." Noah said.

"Let's see..." Brittany picked up the card, "It says Noah received 46 phone numbers. Wow Noah, that's more than I thought you'd get."

"Whatever, how many did you get?" Noah asked.

"96." Brittany said with a grin, "I win! Let's see...it says I get Pick-Up Artist - People who find you attractive will find it difficult to turn you down. And for Noah...Picked Up Artist - You will find it difficult to turn down anyone who flirts with you."

"Great..." Noah whined.

"Ok, now I can roll," Mateo picked up the die and tossed it, "The object one. It says X-Change Cow. Cow?" A small pill bottle appeared in his hands. He stared at it for a moment before setting it down on the table, "In case we needed another way to change genders, huh?"

"Wait, would those things work on me?" Noah asked, "What if I took one and then orgasmed?"

"You can test it later." Mateo offered.

"Uh...maybe not." Noah said.

"My turn," Evelyn picked up the die, "Let's see...madlib. It says body part. Huh, this is going to give me a strange fetish, isn't it? Uh...ankle? I regret getting the tattoo on my ankle. Wait, I don't...oh shit." Evelyn pulled up her dress and showed off her ankle. There was tattoo several inches across the just said 'Slut'. No wonder she regretted it. Evelyn sighed, "At least I didn't say face or something like that."

Daniel picked up the die, "A gentleman always knows when to roll the dice," He shook the die and let it go, "BOB. How unfortunate."

Florence grabbed the die and tossed it, "It seems as though I too have to make a choice. Would I rather begin to lactate when aroused or be unable to sleep unless you've given a...oh dear...unless I have performed oral sex on a man that day. I can't...I couldn't possibly...this is indeed a difficult choice and I regret having selected this card. Still, I know that I must and so my decision is to lactate when aroused."

"L-lactate?" Noah gulped and he felt himself getting wet. He was actually glad to be female for once, because his erection wasn't as easy to hide. Instead he tried to take the focus off his words by rolling the die, but he found himself grabbing his BOB card instead, "It says 38% Dress up doll - Noah won't be able to put clothes on by himself. He'll need someone to dress him like a mannequin, though he'll be able to strip down just fine on his own. Oh perfect. Just perfect."

"It'll be ok...though I guess you won't be able to live alone anymore...that sucks." Mateo said.

"Yeah...it does..." Noah agreed. He grabbed the die and rolled it, "It's a rule. My friends or Everyone not playing the game. Wow...what a choice."

"The rules affecting the larger group tend to be more...mild...don't they?" Evelyn suggested, "Pick that one and I'll give you permission to cum next time you ask."

"Hold on, is that how one conducts themselves? Like a barbarian?" Daniel asked.

"Shit..." Noah didn't know what to do.

"We're not friends...are we?" Brittany asked, "I only...that was...I'm not in either group. Right?"

Noah groaned, "My friends. I'm sorry, but I can't fuck up the whole world ok? It says...My friends can only dress me in clothes they think are sexy...wow...how...complimentary..."

"Sorry dude but I am NOT touching you when you're naked." Mateo said.

"Ditto," Evelyn agreed, "Actually. Female Noah, ya. Ok. For a price."

"Let's just move on..." Brittany grabbed the die and rolled, "Fuuck. BOB. What was after my chest? Clothing? This can't be good."

"No it can't," Mateo agreed, "But now it's my turn again. What am I going to get?" He picked up the die and rolled.