Back to the Game

I was struck by the surrealism of this moment. Here I was, in a basement with a bunch of other new adults itching for freedom, using a childish game to flirt and get drunk. I barely knew half these people, I only got invited because of Daniel.

"Ooh! Master, do you like my robo pussy? Ahn~ it definitely likes your dick!" My new android bounced and moaned in my lap in full view of everyone else. I didn't understand what was happening. People barely reacted to the show we were putting on. Sam got a few appreciative looks from the guys and one girl, but no one said a word.

Poor Annie was sitting on the couch right next to us, face red as she averted her eyes, the tiny redhead kept shifting like she was uncomfortable, but didn't move away. I felt bad for her, we'd been dancing around each other all year, I'd kinda hoped we'd get closer tonight.

"Yes! I'm so close, cum in your Toy!" Sam moaned.

Not one of them protested.

"Alright Nathan, Truth or Dare?" Laura asked over Sam's ecstatic squeaks.

"Dare." The already shirtless football player declared.

"Hmmm... I dare you to–" Sam stiffened in a silent scream as she came, making me groan out my own release. Laura's cheeks darkened in an impressive blush for a black girl. "Uh... I dare you to do fifty pushups." She said lamely.

Nathan sighed and got into position on the carpet. "One! Two! Three! This is gonna take a minute to do properly. Four! Mason, spin for me, will ya? Five!"

Everyone looked to me, Sam was sleepily kissing my collarbone. She whined when I leaned forward to spin the bottle. My sex doll wiggled her hips to get settled again, the assorted players watching her instead of the bottle.

"Twenty-two!"

The bottle landed on Rachel.

"Twenty-seven!"

Uh... "Guys, it landed on Rachel." The tall blonde jumped in surprise and adjusted her fogged glasses.

"Thirty-four! Truth or Dare Rachel?"

"...Da–Truth!" The usually cool and collected blonde stuttered.

"Thirty-eight! Okay, how did you lose your virginity? Thirty-Nine!"

Rachel blushed red at the various laughs and catcalls from everyone else. "That's— I mean. Do I have to answer?"

"Those are the rules, unless you wanna change to a dare?" Victoria slurred, the slender asian had been dared to drink three beers in a row early on. " *Hic* Just tell them Travis fucked you in his shitty car..." She slumped into her boyfriend Daniel and started snoring.

Travis and Rachel both spluttered. "My car is not shitty!""I'm still a virgin..."

("Fifty! Alright, that was easy! You see that Laura?" No one looked at Nathan. )

Annie started giggling uncontrollably. "Really? All those times you told me I was too flat to get a boyfriend and you're still a virgin?" An angry glint appeared in her eyes I'd never seen before.

"Well it's true! Only a creep would be interested in you! You look like a twelve year old!" Rachel stood up and smacked Travis' hand away when he tried to stop her. Aw, shit. I heard they hated each other, but both of them are so level-headed usually.

Sam whispered in my ear. "Have they really never gotten drunk before?" When I shook my head she rolled her eyes. "How is this boring town where I found you?"

"Lot's of guys are interested in me! And for my mind, not your fat udders!" Annie sat straight with her arms crossed in a way I knew meant she was forcing herself to stay still.

Rachel kicked the table out of the way, only for Travis to grab her. The plastic bottle bounced on the floor, slowly spinning.

I put a hand on Annie's back. "Whoa, Rachel calm down, I think everyone's gotten a little too drunk." I got some nods thankfully, but Rachel and Annie were still locked in an angry staring contest.

Daniel raised his hands. "Mason's right, let's all just–"

The bottle pointed to Annie. Rachel latched onto the opportunity that must have made sense to her drunk mind. "If Mason's so interested in your mind why don't you fuck him right now!"

("Is that how spin the bottle is supposed to work?" "I dunno. Haven't played since middle school.")

Annie froze. I spoke up,"Rachel, hang on–"

"Alright, fine!" Annie began unzipping her hoody, revealing a flimsy tank top and no bra to hide her stiff nipples. She turned to me, cheeks matching her hair when she leaned up to kiss me. "Let's f-fuck!" Everyone cheered over Daniel's protests.

Well, not how I wanted this to happen but... No, she's drunk and I'm not gonna fuck her in front of everyone. Also, Sam was still massaging my dick, so I'm not horny enough to just jump her.

I pushed Annie away gently. "Annie, I'd be more than happy to do this with you, but not while you're this drunk." I kissed her forehead. "Let me take you home so we can talk."

She got a giddy grin on her face. "Okay!" She hugged me and kissed my cheek. Sam smiled and kissed my other cheek. Annie didn't even blink, how the hell did this work? They obviously knew Sam was there, they just barely cared.

After her transformation, Sam had lost a couple inches in height and now weighed next to nothing. I lifted her shiny blue pussy off my cock with ease. –"Whee!"– My shaft was left spotless.

Annie gazed at my hard dick with awe as I put it back in my pants. Huh, was it bigger? And still hard after I came three times in less than an hour. Neat.

Sam and Annie each snuggled into my sides as we walked out to my car, ignoring any drama that continued in the basement.