Challenge

The die came to a stop and Mateo scowled, "Challenge, these are never good," He picked up his card, "Pick an opponent...I guess...Brittany."

"Why me?" Brittany complained.

"Why not?" Mateo squeaked, "Ok it says. Shit. Kiss someone of the same gender."

"What? No. No way." Brittany said.

Evelyn snorted, "Ya. Good luck. I'm out."

Noah held up his hands, "No way."

Daniel sighed, "One kiss isn't going to hurt. Go ahead."

"Y-yeah," Florence said, mustering her courage, "I w-won't let you fail for n-no reason."

"Really?" Evelyn asked, looking at Florence, "Well, it's your call."

Brittany hesitated, looking at Florence, then over to Evelyn. She made eye contact with her former best friend and felt a pang of anguish in her heart, then she shook her head, "I can't..."

"Fuck!" Mateo stood up and walked over, then as quickly as he could kissed Daniel and sat back down, "Gross. I felt his stubble!"

"What did you win?" Noah asked, "Better be worth it."

"It says...People will find it extremely difficult to resist kissing you if you ask them too," Mateo read, "I guess that'll help with my dry lips."

"Don't you dare ask me though, that was a one time thing." Evelyn said.

"Yeah yeah. And it says Brittany will casually kiss people on the lips when greeting them and non players won't find it strange." Mateo finished.

"What? No. I'm not some...slut."

"It didn't say make out. Just a kiss." Noah said.

"Whatever. Just...just go." Brittany said.

Evelyn went to grab the die, but instead found herself picking up a card, "It says 35% Mistress Morningstar - Evelyn will find herself dressing like her character, the half-Succubus warlock. Unfortunately for Evelyn who just got her ability to wear pants back, Mistress Morningstar only wears dresses with lots of lace and exposed skin."

She immediately stood up, "W-what am I wearing? Ugh!" She found herself absolutely disgusted with her outfit. She HAD to change. She started to unbutton her shirt...

"Evelyn!" Florence stood up, "Um...this way!" Florence grabbed her hand and dragged her away. Florence didn't own anything that Mistress Morningstar would wear, but during their search for the key they had found the costume room. It would have to do. She dragged Evelyn in there and let her pick something. A few minutes later the two of them returned.

"How do I look?" Evelyn asked, feeling much better now that she was properly dressed.

"Hot." Mateo said, "And I had a hard enough time not looking at your boobs when you covered them up, now I'm not even going to try."

"Uh, not to be a spoil sport...but that dress doesn't have any buttons...does it?" Noah asked.

"I'll just have to be honest then," Evelyn sat down and picked up the die. She tossed it and then picked up her card, "Would you rather be unable to walk unless barefoot or unable to walk unless you are wearing a 3" heel or larger? Well fuck, I'm not going to walk in the snow or on hot asphalt barefoot. Heels it is."

"My turn then," Daniel rolled the die, "BOB...so...wardrobe? I can imagine how this is going to go."

"My turn," Florence rolled the die, landing on a rule, "People who...oh...oh dear. People who have sucked a dick or people who have licked a pussy..."

"So men or women?" Mateo asked.

Evelyn rolled her eyes, "Gays don't even exist for you? Or virgins? Or just people who express their love in others ways?"

"I...fuck. Ya. Sorry." Mateo had no defense.

"Umm..." Florence didn't know what to pick. She wasn't in either group, but she knew that her friends were split. She didn't like to subject others to a rule she wasn't forced to follow, so she decided to pick the first one. She hadn't done it yet, but she considered that one day she might. "People who have sucked a dick...must address men as Sir."

"Wow, misogynistic much." Evelyn said.

"Sorry." Florence blushed.

"No, not your fault. So...let's hear it. Brittany?"

Brittany huffed, "Well yeah, I've done it. Let's see...it's your turn S...S...Sir. Wow. I really can't...wait. Alright. Noah. Daniel. Perv Asshat. I can say names but if I try to...Sir. Right, if I'm addressing a man it comes out as Sir."

"I guess a bunch of gay men are coming out of the closet now..." Evelyn said, "Hope they are ok."

"Sorry..." Florence said again.

Evelyn put a hand on her knee to reassure her, "Again, not your fault."

"Alright, my turn," Noah picked up the die and tossed it, "A question. Would you rather wake up each morning with an orgasm or wake up each morning on the very edge of an orgasm. Oh fudge. Wow. That's...that's not fair..."

"This game has it in for you bud." Mateo said quietly.

"Yeah...so wake up frustrated, unable to...take care of things. Or wake up as a different gender than I went to sleep as..."

"It would give you a way to swap back without permission..." Evelyn said, "Though you could just take up celibacy."

"Damn. That's cruel," Noah couldn't decided. He stared at the card, no idea what he'd picked. Suddenly the card changed, "Pick now or get both. Both? How the hell would I get both?"

"Hurry up dude! Just pick!" Mateo said.

"F-fine...I'll pick...oh! OH NO! It says too late..."

"You you got both? Shit...that's...rough..." Mateo said, shaking his head.

"Note to self...don't hesitate..." Brittany said. She reached for the die, but found a card instead, "It says 38% Sensitive Lips - Her lips will become even more sensitive than her hair, to the point where a heavy makeout session could make her cum. To prevent her from going insane, this won't apply when she touches her lips to each other, and the effect is reduced when she touches her lips with her fingers or inanimate objects. Oh god...does that mean..." She raised a finger a ran it along her lips. It felt good. Not mewling mess on the floor good, but like a lover stroking her neck just right good. And that was muted. She gulped loudly. Combined with her new penchant for kissing...this could be bad.

She sighed loudly and rolled the die, landing on the question, "Would you rather be an Equal Opportunity Activist - You are more attracted to individuals who belong to groups that are discriminated against by society, or a Queen of Spades - There are many shapes, sizes and colours but you will feel the unquenchable need for a particular combination. Big, black, and phallus shaped. Between your lips, legs or loins doesn't matter, as long as you get it daily?"

Brittany read and then re-read the question, "So wait, I'm either attracted to minorities or just black people?"

"Not attracted," Mateo clarified, "Addicted. It says you'll need it daily. Don't worry, Noah here is up for it."

She glanced over at Noah, then frowned, "I guess just being more attracted to minorities is better."

"Right, like geeks and nerds." Mateo grinned.

"What? No like..." Brittany trailed off. As she imagined herself with a geek she felt a strange...longing. She shook her head, "Just roll dummy."

"Right, here I go, oh, it's the fill in the blank. It says Hobby. Huh...what's a hobby?"

"Roleplaying?" Daniel suggested.

"Oh no. No way am I picking something I actually like. I know, baking. I hate...oh. You've been obsessed with baking since you were a child. Y-yeah. I'm...I'm good at it..." Mateo's head spun as reality re-wrote itself, "Holy shit. That's wild."

Evelyn picked up the die and rolled it, "Same thing for me. Let's see. Country...well shit. Is it going to change my ethnicity or blow up the whole country...I guess I'll pick somewhere small, just in case...Singapore. Huh, it says you were born in Singapore. No I was born here..." She closed her eyes as her reality was alerted even more than Mateo's had been. Her parents had emigrated to Canada before she was born...originally. Now they'd gone to Singapore first, where she'd been born and they'd finished degrees, before finally coming to Canada. The change wasn't small at all, and she struggled to process the ramifications.

"Do you need a minute?" Daniel asked.

Evelyn shook her head, "No. Don't pull a Noah."

"HEY!" Noah complained.

"Right, guess it's time to find out my BOB, isn't it?" Daniel asked. He reached for the card...