They start off slow

A wave washed over Shannon and she grinned. Suddenly she knew exactly where to find each and every rulebook.

"Thank you Donna..." She'd been a little worried Donna wouldn't keep her promise, but she'd really come through. She'd have to remember to thank her later.

Later, because right now she had work to do. She ran as fast as she could to the nearest rulebook and picked it up. Immediately she felt the compulsion to write something, which wasn't a problem. She was going to do that anyway.

Shannon and Donna had discussed how to improve their situation using this game at length. As long as Ken, Sierra and Mira controlled the rulebook they would only get scraps leftover by the 'owners'. They wanted to have fun too, they wanted to be equal partners. They knew they had to put some limits on this game to get them to agree, but Shannon had been shocked when they got away with a majority rules vote. Didn't the owners realize they were outnumbered? Perhaps Ken thought that Asha and Alyssa would vote with him, but he was clearly mistaken there.

Asha was a bit of an unknown to Shannon, but Alyssa was easy to read. She'd support anything as long as she thought it was hot. She'd never really betray Ken, but she also wouldn't consider what Shannon and Donna had planned count as betray at all. And if the rule targeted someone other than Ken? Alyssa was going to agree every time.

New Rule: If 48 hours have passed without a Rulebook edit (addition, revision or condition) suggested by a Player (as defined by the rulebook) completed by an Owner, none of the owners shall be able to orgasm until such an edit is complete.

She knew immediately that Ken and Sierra would vote against keeping it. Mira too, probably. But Alyssa and Asha? It would give them power too. Shannon had a good feeling about it. She smirked and ran to find another book.

Professor Lee couldn't believe what she was feeling. As she walked towards her desk she could feel as though someone was licking her pussy, but of course there was nobody else in the room with her. She sat down and then noticed a strange book on the floor beneath her desk. She picked it up and suddenly understood. A rule. She had to make a rule.

Professor Lee was normally a pretty cool-headed woman. She took her job seriously and always tried to act in the best interest of her students. Normally.

But today had been unusually. First she'd suddenly realized it was a rule that she couldn't cover her breasts. She'd complied of course, but she was furious about it. How'd come up with that? It wasn't fair. She was trying to teach but so many students were just staring at her boobs. She knew it was polite of them, but still!

And then her chest had swelled dramatically. Again she realized it was just a rule that women of Asian decent had big boobs, but still, why her? She'd fought hard to make it as a Physics professor, a very male dominated field, and shaking her big boobs around wouldn't help that.

And finally the licking. Or pseudo-licking. It had been so long since she'd had sex and to suddenly be teased like that, it made her somewhat ****.

She nearly wrote down the first thing that popped into her mind, but she stopped herself just before putting her pencil to paper. She might teach Physics, not Ethics, but she knew it would be wrong to **** people to do anything.

Nudge them? That would be fine.

She didn't want to throw academics out of the window, but a small change wouldn't hurt...

New Rule: Professor Amanda Lee is allowed to award extra credit assignments worth up to 5% of a student's grade in any subject, even ones she doesn't teach. She can make the assignment anything she wants, including sexual tasks, and nobody will think this is inappropriate. Students Amana Lee finds unattractive won't think to ask for extra credit.

She smiled to herself. That should be enough of a carrot...

Now to reel in her first target...She got up from her desk and hurried towards the study rooms in the physics building. She was sure HE would be there. She was right. She opened the door and stuck her head in, "Hi Carson, working hard?"

The man looked up at her sheepishly. He ran a hand through his gorgeous blond hair and nodded, "Hi Professor. Um, yeah. I'm doing my best." He gazed politely at her breasts for a moment before raising his eyes to look at her face.

Carson was a bit of an anomaly in her PHY201 class. Being a second year physics course it was filled with nerds, nerds like her. People with high intelligence, low social skills, and absolutely no muscle. Carson was different though. He had low intelligence, high social skills, and he was absolutely ripped. Perhaps calling him low intelligence was a bit much, he'd made it this far after all, but it was clear he was struggling. He put in twice as much effort for half the results as the other students.

"How about you take a break? I have an extra credit assignment for you, 5% of your final grade." Professor Lee said.

"You do? That'd be awesome. I know I'm on the verge of failing, what is it?"

"Come back to my office and make me cum a dozen times." Professor Lee somehow said with a straight face.

"That's all? Yeah, for sure."

She smiled, she couldn't believe it had worked. He didn't seem putt off my it at all, "Then let's get going!" She led him back to her office, ready to be fucked silly.

Donna gleefully grabbed her second rulebook of the day. Shannon had let her know about the first step of their plan being completed, which meant it was time for part 2. There was some small change their 48 rule would get removed, so they needed to keep trying more ways to gain more control over the rulebook, hoping at least one of them stuck.

New Rule: Once per day per player if Sierra MacLeod refuses a rule or game suggestion made by that player her rate of milk production will double. Her rate of production will be reset to normal after agreeing to a game or rule suggestion made by a player.

It wasn't perfect, but it would give them another way to manipulate Sierra. Mira was already pretty easy and Asha and Alyssa could work their charms on Ken, so they hoped this would be enough.

Donna hurried off to her next rulebook.

Carson looked down at the nearly catanionic professor at his feet. He never imagined she would be such a freak, but he wasn't complaining. He'd always respected her, but she'd never been his type. Not that he would have gone after her anyway, since she was his professor. But suddenly she had huge tits, which was a big plus in his mind, even if her face was still a little plan. Moreover, sex for credits seemed like an easy win. He was happy to give it to her, again, and again.

He was a little tired now. She'd had her her first 6 orgasms while he fucked her from behind, but then he'd come too and he'd had to pull out. He let her lick his dick, he knew how much women liked the taste of cum after all, and then offered to eat her out for the rest of the orgasms he owed. She'd declined, apparently wanting more of his cock, so they'd fooled around a little until he got hard again and could keep going.

But now he'd delivered his promised dozen orgasms, but he'd yet to reach his second. She didn't look like she was in any state to help him out there, and beside, he felt a bit weird asking his professor to get him off when it wasn't part of the extra credit assignment. It didn't seem fair that women could cum so much more than men, but those were the rules of the world.

Carson scratched his head. Why did it feel like someone was licking his dick? Professor Lee certainly wasn't. He took a step and the feeling intensified. Strangely it seemed to lead him to her desk. He bent down and picked up a little notebook, then suddenly knew exactly what it was.

Inside he found a rule that allowed Professor lee to award extra credit. He instinctively knew that he could replace it. He wondered if he'd still get his extra credit if he did...but the temptation was too great to ignore this chance.

He erased her rule and added his own.

New Rule: For every orgasm a woman has during vaginal sex with a man, she will feel obligated to give him a blowjob. Until she pays this 'debt' she will find it very difficult to refuse his request for oral sex and find herself frequently offering him oral sex when she sees him. A man can cancel this debt by telling her he's satisfied. This only applies to consensual encounters.

He promptly forgot about the rulebook and put it down. He stared down at the Professor. She was on her knees now, looking up at him with a glassy look in her eyes. She gulped, "C-Carson...can I blow you?"

Caron nodded, "Yes, of course Professor."

He smiled as she got to work on her first of a dozen blowjobs, he loved this new rule.

Asha yelped as she felt a suddenly sensation on her crotch. She gasped as she realized it meant she was close, and rushed towards it. She found it just lying on the grass and picked it up. She knew exactly what she wanted to write.

New Rule: Ken Whitmore has a harem. Alyssa Hartley and Asha Chowdhury are in this harem. Ken can add more women if those women consent. Women in Ken's harem are considered concubines unless he marries them. Ken must rank his harem, divided into wives and concubines, such that he has a first wife, second wife, etc and first concubine, second concubine, etc. Concubines must obey wives at all time, prioritizing higher ranked wives orders. Wives must speak respectfully to higher ranked wives. Ken must do his best to keep all his wives sexually satisfied.

She set down the rulebook and smiled. Ken would hate this rule at first, but it was for the best. Asha knew she wouldn't have Ken to herself, she'd accepted that as a fact. But being equals with Alyssa? No way. This was her perfect solution. Ken had to either marry them or enslave them. She knew he was leaning towards marrying them both, but that last line would change things. Asha had a pretty normal sex drive and he could definitely satisfy her. But Alyssa? She was a total freak. If Ken was bound by the rulebook to satisfy her he would never know peace. Therefore he'd marry Asha, make her first wife, and enslave Alyssa. It was perfect.

...Of course he could enslave them both...but Asha didn't think that was realistic.

She skipped off, hoping she'd be able to find another rulebook before this was over.

Mira was getting close. She'd been right to try the library, but it was proving a little harder than she thought. Her clit piercing was vibrating on low so it was difficult to distinguish the feeling of the phantom tongue on her pussy. But she knew she was getting close. It had to be right around...

"Mira!" A voice behind her called.

She spun around, "M-mistress?"

Shannon grinned, "So you're close...well...too bad. I'm going to take it."

Mira shook her head, "No. I was here first."

Shannon stepped closer and Mira found herself trying to back away, only to collide with a shelf. Shannon pressed herself up against Mira and reached out to stroke Mira's face, "Oh dear...do you think you can beat me?"

"B-but..."

"How about we make a rule together?" Shannon suggested, "I'm in a rather good mood after all. How about...Mira must obey Shannon at all times?"

"W-what? No. Not that." Mira shook her head. That was dangerous. Very dangerous.

"Really? Then what were you planning on writing?" Shannon asked.

Mira didn't know actually. She'd just sought it out, hoping inspiration would strike when she found it.

What did she want from the rulebook? The rulebook had allowed her to safely discover her kinks, but was she really satisfied with it? Sometimes it just felt too...safe. She hated that she felt that way. She felt like some sick pervert. But she couldn't help who she was.

"I...I....umm..." Mira was stalling, she did have a few ideas, but to admit them aloud...it was too much.

"You want someone to take control, don't you? Why not me?" Shannon asked.

"Well...that's not...it's not...entirely true..." Mira said.

"Ah...wait, I get it," Shannon leaned forward to whisper in Mira's eye, "You want cock...don't you?"

Mira blushed, but she didn't deny it. She'd accepted that she liked women, but there was something about being overpowered by a man that she couldn't get over. She didn't want to belong to Shannon, at least not exclusively.

"I have an idea..." Shannon slid past Mira and grabbed a book. The rulebook. Mira hadn't even realized it was that close. Shannon wrote it in and then immediately dropped it, "Well I've used my turn. I can't touch it again. But you can. Feel free to erase it." Shannon winked and turned to leave.

Mira watched her go, then grabbed the rulebook. What had Shannon written?

New Rule: In 24 hours Mira Chowdhury will feel compelled to get a tattoo just above her pubic mound that says 'Property of'. If there is a name written below that tattoo the world will treat her as the **** of that person and she will be **** to obey their orders, except she cannot be ordered to write in the rulebook. Only Mira can write below the tattoo and anything written there will be automatically erased after 24 hours.

Mira shuddered. She felt her pussy twitch. She stared at it for a full minute, wondering what she should do. She felt the compulsion to write, a gift from the Mayhem game, but she knew she could close it and walk away.

She didn't delete it. She couldn't bring herself to. But she also couldn't leave it as written. There was a huge problem with it...it left her with far too much control.

New Rule: Mira Chowdhury has a tattoo just above her pubic mound that says 'Property of'. Mira has a special marker that is the only thing capable of writing on her below below the tattoo. Mira may not use the marker to write on herself. If Mira hands the marker to someone, that person must write a name on her and she can't refuse. The marker disappears after it is used. If there is a name written below that tattoo it was instantly transform into a tattoo that cannot be erased. The world will treat her as the **** of that person (the person she meant when she wrote their name) and she will be **** to obey their orders, except she cannot be ordered to write in the rulebook. The person named will instantly know that Mira is their property. The name will automatically disappear after a random length of time between 1 hour to 72 hours. The marker appears in her hand after a name is deleted. If no name is written on her pubic mound for more than 48 hours a random name will appear of someone within 10 km of Mira who would find Mira attractive.

Mira gasped as she felt thousands of tiny pricks on her body as the tattoo came into existence. A marker appeared in her hand and she shuddered. She just had to hand this marker to someone, to anyone, and she would become property.

She gripped the marker tightly in her fist, resisting the temptation to pass it to the first person she saw. Fantasies flew through her mind and being used by anyone, by everyone.

She gulped. Had she gone too far? 48 hours? She would be enslaved every two days? Wasn't that too much?

She wanted to change it, but it was already too late. She couldn't even remember where she'd left it now, despite it being just feet away. There was nothing to do but hope it worked out, maybe her friends would let her delete it tomorrow. She hurried off, **** to be truly alone.

Donna easily found another rulebook. This time she'd target Ken, and she knew just how to get to him.

New Rule: Once per day any player may challenge Ken Whitmore to a Rulebook enhanced game with rule editing as the stakes. If Ken refuses the challenge he will become a female version of himself until midnight that day. If Ken accepts he must try at least once to convince the other owners to allow the game to proceed.

Donna knew from Alyssa how he'd tried to suppress them from challenging him to a coin toss, so this should be perfect motivation. There was no penalty if Ken accepted, but Sierra and Mira rejected the game, so she thought it would pass a majority vote. In fact she was expecting 6 votes in favour of keeping it, everyone wanted to take Ken down a peg or too.

She put the rulebook back and went looking for her next one.

Josie was rushing. She was going to be late. No, she was already late. Still there was a difference between being 5 minutes late for work and being an hour late, she couldn't just give up.

She turned to cut through campus, it was the fastest way there. As soon as she stepped onto the property she stopped to remove her shirt. She instantly knew that it was a rule that women couldn't cover their breasts on campus, but she was really annoyed about it. This was just making her even later!

She tucked her blouse and bra into her purse and took another step. She suddenly felt something on her crotch and nearly fell over. She stumbled forward a little more until she noticed a book lying on the ground. She picked it up, and understood.

A rule. Her?

Well, she couldn't not write anything.

She glanced up and saw the students going about their day. All the women were topless, but the men were still in their uniforms. As a bisexual woman she could appreciate all the female eye candy...but what about the men? Sure some of the guy's uniforms were pretty bare, but they were nothing special to look at. So many scrawny nerds, nobody to get her heart racing.

Well...she could fix that...couldn't she?

New Rule: Men must workout, control their diets, groom themselves, and dress in a manner to maximize their attractiveness to women. They will consider their own health when making changes and do so in a safe, healthy way.

She smiled to herself. It wouldn't yield immediate results, but just imagine what they'd look like in a few months. She set down the rulebook and started rushing to work. She was really going to hear it from her boss, but she wasn't upset anymore. Instead she was just looking forward to walking through campus in the future.