Mia 3: Mia rolls more than just the dice

“Six,” Mia said matter-of-factly as she looked down at her two and four on the dice.

Sophie squinted and eyed the blonde suspiciously.

Mia nervously flicked a card in her hand as she watched her mailbox game piece slide forward to its destination, an orange challenge space. She placed the card off to the side where it just was, and awaited the telltale jumpscare.

Sophie sneakily retrieved the card just as the board struck.

P’TIING!

The couch sardine trio jumped again, not as bad as usual, but jumped nonetheless. Sophie half jumped and half tried to hide her snatching the card, so she ended up rolling off the backside of the ottoman.

Faith laughed at Sophie’s misfortune and leaned back, making sure to keep her toes pointed.

Mia sat on the edge of the couch and leaned forward to read her options. Lucy was curious about the options as well, so she mirrored Mia by sitting on the edge just on the other side of the Faith sandwich.

Faith was looking past Lucy, over at Sophie, as she climbed back onto the furniture. The redhead only saw them out of the corner of her eye, but that didn’t matter to her punishment.

SMACK!

Two butts were perched on the very edge of the couch, and Faith delivered each of them a simultaneous full power spank. One to Mia’s tight short shorts, and one to Lucy’s now form-fitting dress.

Lucy’s daintiness meant the sheer **** of the attack made her fall butt-first off the edge of the couch, hitting the ground with a thud. She rolled with it and slid her legs under the coffee table. What remained of her dress after she lost the underfloof did its best impression of its former self by bunching up around her in a round poofy ball.

Mia wasn’t so lucky. She pitched forward, overcorrected, lost her balance, and ended up flying toward the coffee table. She tried to stop herself and ended up leaning further into it, doing a full somersault over the coffee table. The loose pant leg of her tights fluttered behind her in an arc.

At the start of that process, the troublesome corner of the coffee table continued to cause her issues as it hooked the bottom hem of her tank top. Mia flipped forward, and her shirt stayed still. It stretched down and away from her. As she rolled forward, the shirt became inverted and pulled up over her head. Once Mia thudded on the floor and her stretched top reached its limit, it flung at her, softly slapping the back of her head and arms. Arms that were folded up above her head, inside the inverted fabric tunnel.

Mia grunted as she struggled in place. She was dizzy, and it took a moment to dawn on her just what happened. She wasn’t wearing a bra, or anything between her clavicle and her waist for that matter.

Sophie was treated to quite the show from her vantage point on the ottoman off to the side. Mia wiggled like a caterpillar, trying to break free of her inside out tank top prison. Faith and Lucy just watched Mia’s bare back with her large breasts peeking out the sides of her torso every time she rocked to one side or the other. Sophie had the best seat in the house, so to speak. Her horizontal position on the ottoman gave her a full profile view of Mia’s spectacle.

Faith hesitated for a second and then rushed to apologize and check on Mia, but before she could do that the Birthday Girl fixed her shirt and stood up in a huff. Her tank top and shrug were back in place, and Mia’s face was red with a combination of embarrassment and frustration. She looked miraculously pretty fine, despite what looked to be a really dangerous, yet accidental, acrobatic stunt.

Mia thankfully wasn’t actually hurt, but she was getting really annoyed with this, as she put it, “Stupid game and stupid pointy coffee table! Stupid stupid stupid.”

The blonde grumbled some more and kicked the table leg, then hopped on one foot and groaned in pain.

Sophie finally checked the card she grabbed that Mia had been nervously flicking moments before, and put two and two together about Mia’s plan. Sophie started saying, “I don’t think it’s a very good ide–” She stopped herself before she got too preachy with Mia since she clearly wasn’t having the most fun start to her turn already. Sophie zipped her yap and bided her time.

Mia limped around the table, making sure to stay far far away from any table corners, and reclaimed her spot on the couch. She had to push Faith’s now spread leg out of the way, and sat sideways to keep her butt far, far away from any magically-induced spankings. She read her challenge options to herself.

The three challenge cards were titled ‘Mitten Impossible’, ‘Office Chair Accessible’, and ‘Beware of Downward Facing Dog’.