Sunday Evening turns

Regan stared at him. He couldn't be serious. She shook her head, "No. I don't think so."

"How do I know you really did it then?" Willis asked.

"Oh I did it. You fucker." Regan spat.

Willis laughed, "Since when are you so shy? Just show me."

"I agreed to let you play my turns. As far as I'm concerned letting you pick WORK was enough to satisfy that. But I went beyond that and let you decide HOW I fufilled that. Our deal is over, until my turn tonight anyway."

Willis was unconvinced, "Your challenge was to get a piercing. I decided you should pierce your nipples. If you don't show me your nipples, how do I know you actually followed through on our bet?"

Regan glared at him, "Trust me. I did. And it hurt like a motherfucker. And you groped me as soon as I walked in. You felt them. My tits are tiny anyway, why do you want to see them so bad?"

"Tits are tits." Willis said simply, "Guys like big boobs, sure, but I won't turn down the option to see small ones too. And sure I felt you up, but you could have clip ons."

"Clip ons? What the fuck? Ugh. Fine. Whatever, here," Regan flipped up her shirt, exposing herself to him. She hadn't been lying, she really had gotten them pierced.

"Ooh, nice." Willis said.

She rolled her eyes and dropped her shirt, "I'm thinking we need a new bet. Double or nothing for tonight."

"Another coin toss?" Willis asked, "And what exactly is double?"

"I'll give you Monday's turns too. But no, not a coin toss. A contest of skill. We can play Scrabble." Regan said.

"Scrabble? Oh. I get it. You think I'm just a meathead, huh?" Willis asked.

Regan laughed, "You'd have to actually have some meat on you for me to think that."

"Whatever, I'm down." Willis said.

Truthfully, Regan thought exactly that. She wouldn't have said meathead, but she knew she was smarter than him. It wasn't that her grades were stellar or anything. She was a solid C student. From what she knew, so was Willis. Except she had the impression that Willis's grades were the best he could do, while her own were more due to lack of drive and effort. She COULD do better. But then she'd have to try.

They set up the board and got started. Regan drew her initial 7 tiles and..."Motherfucker..." A-A-E-U-U-U-U. What the actual fuck?

"Are uou going to play?" Willis taunted, seeing the dispair in her face.

Regan racked her brain, but what the hell could she do? She ended up playing AA. Just 4 points.

"Ha! Nice one." Willis laughed. He only took a second to play his word. ZAX.

"What on Earth is a Zax?" Regan said, staring down at the board and mentally adding up the points.

"It's 60 points." Willis said.

"No, fuck. I mean, that's not a word."

"Oh? Do you want to challenge me then?" Willis asked.

Regan hesitated. It sounded made up, and 60 points? She nodded, "Fine. I will."

Willis nodded and Regan grabbed the dictionary and started to flip through it. She reached the Z's. "ZAX. A tool, similar to a hatchet, used to prepare slate for roofing. You've got to be kidding me."

"Guess that means I go again." Willis said, drawing his replacement tiles, "Things are looking up..."

"No, but how did you know that word?"

"Cause I'm a genius," Willis said with a grin. When Regan clearly didn't buy it he shrugged, "My dad was a roofer. I thought it was a funny word, that's all."

"Dammit."

Regan kept playing, and once she finally had some consonants she discovered she'd been right. Willis had gotten lucky, but he sucked at scrabble. Never more than a 4 letter word, rarely using high value tiles correctly, and almost never making more than 2 words. Regan started to catch up immediately, but when Willis managed to play the Q, without any bonuses whatsoever, she knew it was over. She couldn't get enough points to come back.

"And that's game. Wow Regan. I'm excited."

"Kill me now."

"I don't think that's one of the options. You're going to invent next turn. Why don't you come over after 8 and we can play?"

Regan briefly considered having Willis come to her instead, but decided it would be better to avoid the chance of Kai seeing her and Willis together. Just in case.

"Fiiine." Regan stood up, "But just for that I'm not going to involve you in my next task for Kai."

Willis nodded, "That's fine. I think you should just give her the key anyway."

"What? And not have fun with it? Don't worry, I won't deny her forever. But she can last this long."

"Could you?" Willis asked.

"Uh...that's not the point!" Regan stormed off, "See you at 8!" She slammed the door behind her.

---

Grey was soaked in sweat, so tired he could barely move. Utter silence reigned in the house. He'd finally turned it off.

Grey laid there, staring up at the ceiling, for quite a while. He still hadn't really come to terms with his new body. He constantly felt...wrong, out of place. Every step made his chest move and his hips sway in ways that were totally unfamiliar. Guys stared at him, leered at him. Women complimented him constantly and seemed so much more at ease around him. His hair was always in the way, yet he couldn't find it in himself to cut it to what it used to be. He was weak. Not that he'd been strong before, but he was noticeably weaker now. It was embarrassing to ask Lars to open jars or lift things for him. And classes...he didn't even know if he'd be able to continue, let alone graduate. Then there was his family...oh God...his family. It was a good thing his parents were so laissez faire, it wasn't yet strange that he hadn't spoken to them, wouldn't be for a while, but eventually...

All of that aside...what he'd just experienced...

Grey might be the only person in the world who knew just what it felt like to cum as a man, and as a woman. He wasn't trying to deny that trans people existed, he just felt like his transformation was rather unique. And with that knowledge Grey could say with 100% certainty...it was better as a woman.

That didn't mean it was better to be a woman, or that he was happy with it. Given the choice he'd swap back immediately. But without the choice...he might as well enjoy the good parts. He had no comment on actual sex, but for plain masturbation the winner was clear. Not only could he now cum again and again and AGAIN, the variability of toys was just...wow. He'd been a little disappointed when he received a vibrator for his helpful robot, but now he was thrilled with it. Using the app he could change it to pretty much anything, as long as it's purpose was giving a woman an orgasm that is. Bullet vibrator, clitoral suction vibrator, rabbit vibrator, vibrating egg, wand vibrator...so many different ways to cum. All of them good choices.

The app could do more than just change it's look. It could control the speed and intensity of course, but it could also run programs designed to tease and draw out the pleasure, or cause an orgasm nearly instantly. He'd even found a strange feature that let it run at maximum intensity but without the ability to cause an orgasm. It was wild, but as long as that option was checked he just couldn't cum, no matter what happened.

The sound of a door closing snapped Grey out of his reverie. "Shit..." He didn't want Lars to know what he'd been doing. It was none of his business, but still.

He looked down at himself. He was a mess. He needed a shower. He quickly threw the vibrator in a drawer and rushed to the bathroom before Lars could make it upstairs.

Grey started the shower intending to just clean himself and leave, but he couldn't help it than his own body turned him on. His boobs were just so...perfect...he couldn't help but give them a little extra attention. That led to wanting more, and without consciously decided to his hand dropped between his legs and started to slide into his folds.

Despite having spent all afternoon using the vibrator, Grey still found himself rapidly approaching orgasm. He moaned loudly, then clamped his mouth shut. First of all the moan had been so feminine it just felt wrong, but really he was scared that Lars would hear it. He sped up, trying to quickly go over the edge...but nothing happened. He was balanced there, right on the edge...but he couldn't cum. Maybe it was just too much today, but slowly realization dawned. He'd left the box checked in the app. He couldn't cum. He gasped loudly as he realized it must be true. The app was far, far more dangerous than he'd realized.

He pulled his hands away from his body with difficultly, and squeezed his thighs together trying to suppress his urge to start again. He reached over and turned the temperature down, a few minutes of cool water finally calming him down enough to finish up. He turned the water off and got out, then started the very long process of drying his hair. Maybe he should cut it...he just didn't want to stand out any more than he already did...and maybe...maybe he liked it. Just a little bit. Drying his hair was annoying but for now he could deal with it. He finally finished and went to get dressed, he wondered what Lars had gotten up to with that girl.

---

Cynthia couldn't believe it. 34DD. She was a 34DD. She owned lots of cute 34B bras, but she was realizing now that they didn't make 'cute' bras for people her size. They all looked either utilitarian or that they were made for pure sex appeal. She wasn't happy about either choice but still, with boobs like these she couldn't just go without. That wasn't an option for her anymore.

"Thanks Mia." She whispered sarcastically. She knew it wasn't Mia's fault, but it felt good having someone to blame.

She put on one of the bras she'd picked out and turned her head to look in the mirror. Her heart started to race, that was her? She looked...good.

Cynthia had never been vain. She'd never focused on her looks, preferring to use her brains to get by. The de-aging ray hadn't changed much in the way she looked, it just reset her to that way she was at 25. She'd always been beautiful, but she'd never really noticed. But now...now she had 'assets' she couldn't help noticing. Looking this way, with this lace push up bra...she knew it. She was hot.

She glanced down at the beige utilitarian bra she'd tried on before. Well...she probably needed it too, she could afford to get both, but as she looked in the mirror one more time she realized...sex appeal wasn't all bad.

---

"You want to inject...that...into me?" Jonas asked.

Kai nodded. She wasn't sure how this would go. She'd used the satellite to order Jonas to comply, but she knew it had limits. If she pushed too far, he'd balk.

"Listen...Kai...I trust you but...I'm all natty, you know?"

Kai felt like an idiot. Of course he thought this was steroids. She shook her head, "No! It's not that. This..." She gulped. Should she tell him the truth? "This makes your penis bigger. That's all."

"Oh? That's all. Ok, I trust you." Jonas said immediately.

Kai breathed in relief. The mind control was working. Briefly she wondered if Jonas would have just gone along with it if she'd been honest from the beginning. She realized on some level that what she was doing was far worse than this mystery keyholder was doing to her, but she wasn't about to stop. After all when she'd hypnotize herself to want Jonas's cock, she'd made getting his cum a higher priority than pesky things like ethics.

"I think I just need to..." It didn't say to inject into his penis, and she thought that even on mind control he'd reject that idea, so she suddenly stabbed it into his thigh.

"Ow! Oh...oh..." Jonas looked down. A tent was quickly forming in his shorts.

Kai felt the need deep within her. She couldn't hold back. She grabbed his shorts and ripped them down. Her mouth fell open as his dick kept growing and growing and growing.

"Whoa..." Jonas mumbled, staring down at himself.

He finally stopped growing, though he was still rock hard. Kai felt the dual compulsion of her addiction and self given programming urging her forward. She used both hands to gasp it firmly as she started to stroke, she was afraid to try fitting that monster in her mouth. Jonas didn't seem to mind the handjob though, he closed his eyes and she could hear him softly moaning.

Still, she wanted to consume his cum, not get covered it in. The superserum didn't just grow his cock, it increased how much cum his produced. She told him to warn her, planning to put her mouth around the tip at the last second.

That plan worked. Sort of.

Jonas gave her enough time and she put her lips on his dick just as he started to cum. The problem was that he didn't stop cumming. Spurt after spurt shot out and she couldn't swallow fast enough. Eventually it spilled out the sides of her mouth and coated her hands, dripping down onto her chest.

"Wow, that was amazing Kai." Jonas said.

Kai finally swallowed and looked up at him. Maybe she'd made a mistake with the serum...even she didn't need THAT much cum.

---

Sunday Night Turn 14

Grey received another 6 coins from his spies. This was really working out for him now, maybe he wouldn't have to WORK anymore. That would be great.

Your spy has produced results. Red played Electromonster on you.
Your spy has produced results. Cynthia York has a 'Strip Trigger'. Her trigger is the word 'Nefarious'.
Your spy has produced results. Kai Fowler played Genetic Manipulator on you.

The first one wasn't surprising. He knew it hadn't been Cynthia, and Kai had been surprised by the reveal of Grey's piercings. He wasn't sure what to make of the strip trigger, but he was at least warned not to say that around her now. The third one though...

He felt angry. Betrayed. How could she pretend to be his friend having done that to him?

"Damn dude." Lars said, after Grey had read the clues aloud, "I thought she was cool."

Grey **** himself to breath, "No...she is. This...I understand why she didn't tell me. It's not like she was trying to hurt me. She played that before we knew each other. She wouldn't have even known what it did, she just picked someone at random."

"True, but still. Now you have an excuse to target her back."

"No, I like her. I'm going to play it on Red." Grey said.

"Ooooh. Grey and Kai, sitting in a tree, K-I-"

Grey punched him. It didn't hurt as much as it would have a week ago, but it was enough to make Lars stop.

"Ya? And what about you? You never told me how your date went?" Grey teased.

Lars sighed, "What? Do you want me to tell you that you were right?" He leaned forward, "Fine. You were right. It was a good idea. We had a good time, and made plans to see other again. Happy?"

"Uh...ya?" Grey said, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Whatever," Lars said, "Just play your invention."

"Got it. I'm playing Wormhole, it's the most expensive one I can play." Grey tapped it and the app immediately asked him to pick an opponent to target. Avoiding Kai and Professor York, he tapped on the mysterious Red. Then he flipped over to check the formerly hidden effect.

Wormhole Cost: 14 VP: 6 Effect Self[Gain 1 card/ 1 coin/1 spy] Effect Other[Can never refuse a request for a blowjob, slowly build need to give blowjob]

"Whew..." Lars said, "Good thing nobody played that on you."

Grey didn't even want to think about it, "I do feel guilty...but she did this to me." He pointed at his chest.

Lars looked down, and Grey hit him again, "Sorry, I can't help myself."

"Ugh, whatever. Anyway I got a new invention card. Mind Reader. Hidden effect self...those make me nervous but that could be good."

"Oh ya. Superpowers? Hard yes."

Grey rolled his eyes, "Anyway, I'm going to my room. If I'm still a student I do need to do my assignments."

"Good luck. I'm going to play COD, if you get frustrated and want to shoot some guys in the face."

Grey rolled his eyes and went upstairs.

---

Cynthia sat in her living room alone. She'd had enough company this weekend, and after her shopping trip had spent the day just vegging. Now it was time to take her turn. She didn't want to WORK again so soon after her unwanted makeout session, so she decided to INVENT. She didn't have a lot of coins, but she did have one she could play for free. Robotic Pet cost 0 coins and actually earned her 2 coins to play. It had a hidden effect that targeted herself, which made her nervous, but she assumed she'd be saddled with a toy dog she had to care for.

She was very, very wrong.

She played the card, then moved to check the hidden effect.

Robotic Pet Cost: 0 VP: 1 Effect Self Gain 2 coins/Become aroused on hearing the words 'good girl']

"Good girl?" She said aloud. She bit back a moan as a wave of arousal shot through her body, "Shit. That's annoying. Well...it's fine. How often does someone call me a good....that. I just have to make sure Mia doesn't find out."

Of course Cynthia had the ability to keep Mia in the dark...her opponents? Not so much.

---

Regan was sitting on Willis's bed, "Well, which do you want me to play?"

"Hmm...so many tempting ones...but I want you to play the genetically engineered virus.

"Are you serious? That sounds dangerous." Regan said.

"Do it." WIllis insisted.

Regan rolled her eyes, then played it. Immediately she felt a strange heat spread through her body, "Oh shit...what's happening to me?"

She flipped the screen to read the effects.

Genetically Engineered Virus Cost: 8 VP: 4 Effect Self [Gain 1 card/Lose 1 card/Become infected with a virus that causes **** arousal. Cured by passing it to another person by giving them orgasm. Reinfection is not possible.]

She glanced over at Willis, "Oh h-hell no..." She wanted to get up and run away, but it was already too late. Her libido was in charge now. She was dripping wet, a burning need between her legs, "W-Willis..."

"What is it?" Willis asked, "What did it say?"

"I...I..." Regan struggled to articulate her desire, "I need you."

"To...take you to the doctor?" Willis asked.

Regan didn't reply with words. She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside, then stood up and shimmied out of her shorts, "I need you to fuck me, please. I need it so bad!"

"Whoa Regan...you're not yourself. I'm not that kind of scumbag."

"Screw you and screw me!" Regan snapped, "Please. You have to! Don't make me beg! Don't make me go beg someone else!"

Willis hesitated a little longer, then nodded. Regan launched herself at him. She didn't need to kiss him. She wasn't trying to make love to him. She needed to fuck. She pushed his pants down and started to stroke him, and as soon as he was hard she pushed him down on the bed and climbed on top, lowering herself down onto him. She rode him furiously, doing all the work while Willis just stared at her wide-eyed. He didn't last long before he started pumping into her, filling her pussy with his cum.

As soon as she did, it was over. The wave of heat disappeared from Regan and she returned to her senses. She was shocked by what she'd done. There was nothing wrong with Willis, but he wasn't her normal kind of partner. She quickly climbed off and looked at him sheepishly, "Sorry, I-"

She'd been so focused on herself she failed to see the look in his eye. Willis was looking at her with unbridled lust, and by the time she realilzed he was now infected, it was too late.

"Please Regan, I need you. Suck my dick."

"No way." Regan said. Unfortunately it seemed her body didn't get the message. Her body moved on it's own, getting back on the bed and lowered her head down. She tired to resist, but she couldn't stop herself from taking him in her mouth. He tasted like pussy, like her pussy, but that wasn't enough to stop her. She HAD to blow him. She didn't know why but she HAD to.

As her body worked on it's own she realized she was in trouble. Reinfection was not possible. The cure was making someone else orgasm. Willis was going to stay horny no matter what she did, and for some reason she couldn't refuse him. It was going to be a very long night.

---

Kai earned 6 coins from her spies, but she didn't find the info they provided particularly useful. Besides, she had more important things to focus on. Like her WORK task.

Masturbate to completion

Normally that would be an easy task, but right now it was an impossible one. She wished she could, really, really wished it. But her blackmailer still hadn't shown her face. If what Grey told her was true, there was a chance it was Ashley's roommate, but she wasn't certain of it.

She'd avoiding accusing Regan of anything, not wanting to be wrong, but now she had an even stronger motivation to get this belt off. She grabbed her bag, snuck the hypnosis ray in it, and went to see Ashley and Regan.

It was Ashley who answered the door, surprised by happy to see Kai, "Hey Kai! You were a beast at practice today. How are you doing?"

"I'm good, thanks. Um, this is weird but is Regan here?"

"What? Oh. No. She went out a while ago and hasn't come back. Did you need something?"

Kai wondered what exactly she should say, finally decided it wouldn't be good if Regan found out Kai was looking for her, "Oh I was just wondering if we could talk alone. She seems nice, but...well...it's about a guy and-"

"Say no more sister! Come on it."

So instead of confronting Regan and getting her belt off, Kai had to spend an hour talking to Ashley about Jonas, getting her advice on how to approach him, disregarding the fact that she really, really didn't need it.

She was mentally drained by the time she made it back to her dorm. She sent an email to the keyholder's address, but by the time she fell asleep she hadn't heard back. That was it, she was going to fail. What happens next? Hopefully she just didn't earn any coins, but she had a feeling it wouldn't be so simple...