...play it safe.

Move after move Alice took out the safe block, and move after move Ryan matched her. After only ten moves for each player, she could tell she would lose if she did nothing. Based on the number of safe moves remaining, the last easy turn would fall to Ryan with an impossible move for her the following turn.

She tried to alter strategy slightly, but she was matched move for move until the inevitable conclusion. Sweating, Alice tried a last-ditch effort to remove a single-block layer like she’d seen done before. Unlike the practiced hands she’d seen, her clumsy move knocked the tower over.

Bzzt!

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Laura told her as the crowd cheered. “Ryan wins the match.”

Ryan raised his arms in triumph while Alice felt her stomach twist. Her heart raced as Laura started speaking again.

“For failing this, you will have to wear some special underwear.”

One of the stagehands produced a rectangular, black box that Laura then opened. Alice squinted to get a better look at what was inside. The crowd clapped before she was able to see what it was--a vibrant purple panty. Only, there was more to it than that.

“This is no ordinary underwear,” Laura continued, showing it to Alice and the crowd. “Inside of this there are two small plugs. I’m sure you can figure out where those go!”

The crowd erupted in loud applause. She continued once the audience settled down enough to speak.

“Alice, you will put these on instead of your current underwear. If you need lube, ask one of the helpers.”

Heat erupted on her face once she held the infernal underwear in her hands. The ‘small’ plugs Laura had mentioned didn’t look so small up close. They were bright purple, just like the fabric that contained them. The central one was definitely larger than the second one that she assumed was for her ass.

Alice took a deep breath and exhaled. She’d do this quickly, she decided. She got the lube from the man who’d given Laura the box and spread a liberal amount over each of the protrusions. As quickly as she could, she dropped her underwear and slid both her legs through the new pair until the first plug--the large, vaginal one--was resting against her lips.

The thin tip slid in comfortably, but her hole was stretched slightly as it widened before tapering down again once fully inside her. It wasn’t unpleasant at all, but it was a somewhat unwelcome intrusion nonetheless. The anal plug was another matter entirely. Despite the excessive amount of lube she’d put on it, her asshole was tight. Alice did enjoy anal on occasion but it had been a long time since her last encounter and her nervousness didn’t help. Slowly she pushed against the plug and it slid upwards, opening her up more and more. She gasped when plug pulled itself the rest of the way in on its own, her ass clenching tightly at the base.

By the time she had finished, Laura was standing next to the wheel to decide the next round. She gave an embarrassed look around the audience before walking her half-naked, plugged self to her place next to the wheel.

“Alice,” Laura said, “how are you feeling?”

“Full,” she answered with a half-hearted smile. A few people in the crowd chuckled at her response.

“Alice,” Laura continued, “Come with me back to the wheel. Are you ready to spin the wheel for round six?”

Alice nodded to Laura that she was ready. The wheel clacked around before coming to rest on a white section.

“For fifty-five thousand,” Laura said, reading the card, “you will have one minute to sink ten three-point shots.”

The stagehands busied themselves with bringing out a couple of racks of basketballs and setting up the hoop. Alice was shuffled over to a mark in the floor that designated the right distance.

“Alice, are you ready to begin?”

“Let’s do this,” she responded, grabbing one of the balls.

“Three. Two. One.”

Ding!

Alice jumped and shot the first ball. Before looking to see where it had gone, she grabbed another from one of the racks and shot another. The first bounced off the rim and the second bounced off of the backboard and into the net for her first basket. The next two were misses followed by three more baskets, bringing her total to four.

A beep indicated that there were only thirty more seconds. Alice was acutely aware that she was behind and tried to shoot more quickly. She got a lucky bounce on the rim and another two to follow. Three more to go. She jumped and the ball slipped from her hand.

With fifteen seconds left, Alice grabbed a ball and tried her best to make a decent shot. The ball left her hands and she immediately grabbed another and loosed the ball towards the hoop. Both managed to find their way through the netting.

There were five seconds remaining on the clock but the only thing on her mind was sinking the final basket. She picked up the ball and readied herself. She jumped and shot. From her position it looked like a decent shot when it left her fingertips, but as it came down, she could tell it was going to be close. The ball bounced off of the backboard and then off of first one side of the rim and then the other. Slowly, it circled the rim, teetering on the edge for what seemed like an eternity. Alice’s breath caught in her chest as she watched.