Break 7 Start - Nat

Nat immediately fled to the bathroom. He took off his sweater and stared at the writing on his chest. Despite knowing it would be futile he turned the water on and wet his hand, then tried to rub it off. Of course he couldn't even touch himself. He sighed and tried to scratch his head, but it was awkward and uncomfortable with these 'handcuffs'. It was so fucking weird, how had Dylan handled it? He couldn't see or feel anything on his wrists and yet no matter how hard he tried he couldn't separate them by more than a few inches.

"Fuck!"

He glanced towards the hall. He needed help but who? Lina was now a dominant misogynist. Rachel was a horny polyamorous lesbian. Eliza wouldn't go against Rachel. Oliver...no way he was letting HIM see his female body naked. Dylan? Could Dylan help him?

He opened the door a crack and poked his head out. Dylan, Oliver and Lina were there still. "Dylan!" Nat called, "I need your help!"

Dylan looked over and nodded. She got off the couch and crawled over to him. He stood behind the door and opened it as she approached, shutting it behind her.

"Thanks. Can you erase the writing on my chest? They are just...too big!"

Dylan nodded and opened her mouth, but found she couldn't talk to him. She shrugged.

"Fuck, you know it really bothers me that you consider me a woman you know." Nat admitted, "I know it's not your fault, I mean look at me...but still."

If Dylan had apologizes to offer, she couldn't. So instead she found a cloth and wet it, then motioned for him to kneel so she could reach. She gently scrubbed at his chest, but the sharpie didn't come off easily. Finally 'F cup' disappeared and only flat remained. His chest vanished and he looked almost masculine again. Almost because his nipples are areola were still much larger than than had been, but at least his chest was flat.

"Thank you. Seriously." Nat said, "If you ever need-" He stopped as suddenly Dylan's chest also vanished. Not to nothing, but from epically large to just well endowed. "Oh, I guess we know what Lina and Oliver are doing."

Dylan bit her lip and nodded. Nat couldn't tell if she was upset but she had a strange look. "Dyl...everything ok?" He asked.

She hesitated but nodded and gave him a thumbs up.

"Oh...oh God!" Nat suddenly felt a tongue licking his...he hated to think about it...his pussy. "Fuck Rachel..." He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. It was difficult to deal with that horny slut getting her rocks off all the time. He opened his eyes and saw Dylan still kneeling there, "Sorry. Let me just put my sweater back on." He put it on quickly and opened the door for Dylan. They went into the living room together and saw Lina kneeling in front of Oliver, naked except for her chastity belt.

As expected her chest had been reset to just barely bigger than Nat, but less expected was the load of cum coating her face and chest. "Gross." Nat said instinctively. Thankfully Oliver had already put his cock away so Nat didn't have to see that, but it didn't mean it was a pleasant sight.

Lina stood up and walked up to Nat, swiping a bit of cum with her finger and licking it off as she did, "Not so. We exist to serve men like Master. You..." Lina reached out and Nat realized too late that she was trying to grab the chain that dangled between his nipples. He hadn't had it long enough to think about, and his sweater obscured it from view. Would it work if she touched it through the sweater? He moved his hands up to stop her but...

"Miss, stop!" Oliver ordered. Lina fell to her knees immediately and looked down.

"Sorry Master. I just wanted..."

"Nevermind. Don't try to touch Nat's chain," Oliver looked at Nat, "Sorry Nat."

Nat nodded at him, "It's ok. Thanks. Um...are you staying up? I can make some tea or coffee?"

Oliver stared at him for a minute, then shook his head, "No. I'm going to bed," He glanced at Lina and Dylan, "Alone. Dylan don't come find me in the morning. Remember what happened last time. Wait, fuck. Who am I going to eat out tomorrow?"

Lina pouted, "Master if I may..."

"Yeah yeah. It'll have to be you. I just don't want to turn you into a bimbo. Alright here," Oliver walked forward and pressed the key into her hand, "Unlock yourself before coming to see me tomorrow. Don't unlock it before then. Goodnight." Then he turned and left.

Nat looked at Lina's satisfied expression quickly, then hurried to his own room. Why was she so scary all of a sudden?

Safe in his own room he realized he'd made yet another mistake. "Fuck these rules!" He yelled as he rushed back out. The others had disappeared so he went straight to Lina's room without knocking, "Lina can you give me permission to sleep in my bed?"

Lina smirked, "Oh? You think a slut like you deserves a bed?"

Dylan poked Lina hard in the arm and glared at her.

"Alright. Let's make a deal. I got that new transformation. Rug munching, 'member?" She poked Dylan back, "This bitch is straight but you..." Lina licked her lips, "You must find me attractive because I find you oh so cute."

Nat blinked, "No. I don't." Immediately his shirt felt like it was on fire. "Fuck!" He ripped it off and threw it at Lina, "Fine. Yeah, I'm attracted to you. But I don't-"

"Let's have sex." Lina said bluntly.

Nat blinked. Desire started building up within him. He nodded, "Oh...ok."

Dylan looked like she wanted to intervene, but her words wouldn't come out. Instead she crawled out of the room as quickly as she could. Left alone with Lina, Nat suddenly found himself on her bed as Lina hastily undressed him. She pulled his skirt and underwear off and immediately ran her finger along his slut, "You have to beg for it." She warned. Then she brought her mouth down and pleasure exploded.

Between whatever Rachel and Eliza was doing and Lina's best efforts Nat found himself on the threshold almost immediately, "Lina please!" He begged, "May I cum?"

But Lina ignored him. She kept going until she had satisfied herself then she sat up and straddled him. She wiped her mouth and laughed, "Ah that feels better. I don't even have to make you cum to reset my own urges. Then again if I want to trigger your passionate debts..." She fell forward and kissed Nat roughly and unexpectedly. Then she broke off the kiss, "You may cum."

The orgasm rocked Nat and he closed his eyes and let it wash over him. He still wasn't used to the female orgasm. It was so different than he was used to. So much better. He could understand why Lina was as **** as she was. Not that he forgave her for what she just did to him...

Or did he? It had felt so good but Lina, well, she'd taken advantage of him...right? He'd only said yes because of 'easy'. He had to but...he supposed so did she. She was being manipulated by the game as much as he was. No, more than he was. Was it really her fault at all? He groaned, he couldn't tell if this was right or wrong. Who was wright or wrong?

Lina was still on top of him. She reached out and grabbed his chest, although she was unable to touch the chain as she wanted, "Listen Nat. I know you conflicted. You want to be big strong man. But you not. Not anymore. Us women," She leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Need to stick together. I help you. You help me. Together we serve." She kissed his ear and back up, "But don't worry. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. Master doesn't need another hole to fill."

"You..." Nat struggled to say anything. Was Lina trying to make the peace? Or piss him off?

"You an I have never been that close. S'pose you want to be Rachel's girl number 2? Just saying it don't have to be like that. I...I might be more...****...now. But Master will protect you from the worst of me and together we'll protect you from the worst of the world. Understand?"

Nat nodded. He just might. "Um...thanks...I think..."

Lina winked and poked his chest, "But you need bigger titties first," She bit her lip, "But Master would be upset...Ok. You can sleep in your bed." She crawled off him and shoo'd him away.

Nat hurried away, not bothering to get dressed. He made it back to his room and in relief settled down on his bed. Finally realized his own nudity he got dressed. Still feeling uncomfortable wearing panties, but he'd feel even more uncomfortable totally naked. He took his top off though, he was pretty used to sleeping shirtless. What a mess. This whole fucking game. What the hell was he going to do?

Nat opened his eyes. The sun was streaming in. He yawned and tried to stretch, but the handcuffs stopped him short and jerked him away. He sat un and felt a wobble on his chest. "What the..." He looked down expected to see his 'flat' chest but instead...

"Holy fuck!" There were several things written on his chest in sharpie. 'Humongous', 'Extremely sensitive' and 'Bare'. Bare? Experimentally he slid out of bed and found a shirt. He pulled it down over his neck and...stopped. He couldn't pull it down any further. He tried other shirts, his hands, the bedsheets. Nothing worked. His tits were huge, extremely sensitive, and bare.

How huge? E? F? Nat was no expert at cup sizes but they were pretty big.

How sensitive? If he wasn't prohibited from orgasming on his own he probably would have done so several times from his attempts to cover himself up.

"Whoever did this is dead!" He vowed. He stormed towards the door to demand justice...until he remembered he'd have to walk out there, naked, with a shiny chain dangling between his nipples that made him perfectly obedient. "Fuck!"

He tapped his foot. New strategy. He found his phone and hovered over Oliver's name. He didn't want Oliver to see him naked. For two reasons. One. Ew. Two, he didn't want Oliver to become attracted to him. Thanks to his reciprocal attraction as long as Oliver saw him as a bro, they were cool. If Oliver started seeing him as a woman...there would be a problem.

No, not Oliver. Rachel. Rachel might very well be the culprit but she also wouldn't leave him high and dry...right? He sent her a message.

Her reply came quickly, 'I know who did I. I've capture them. Come to my room and we'll punish her together.'

Nat was confused to say the least. He hesitated, about to demand Rachel come to him, but his curiosity won out. He opened the door and stuck his head out. Seeing nobody, he ran across the cottage to Rachel's room and burst inside. He shut the door and turned to see, "Eliza?"

Eliza was sitting on the bed, but her wrists were tied behind her and her legs were covered in rope, welding them together. She was naked, at least as far as Nat could tell. She could have been wearing panties under all that rope. She blushed and looked away, "Eliza is sorry...Eliza lost a bet..."

Nat turned to Rachel, still shocked by her rather demonic appearance. Rachel grinned, "What? Of course it was my idea. You look absolutely delicious like that," Rachel quickly stepped forward and grabbed the chain before he could react, "So? What'll it be. Do you want me to erase those words or...should we punish Eliza together?"