Epilogue

James smiled. “Absolutely. We need to finish up this game now, though.” He moved away from Eliza so he wouldn’t be **** to keep touching her. Eliza realized, slightly unsettled, that she wouldn’t have minded if he kept it up.

He cleared his throat. “All right. Let’s go through this one at a time.” He turned to look at himself. “I’m reversing all my changes except the big dick.” He sighed in relief as, for the first time in nearly a week, he became soft.

“Me next!” Sophia raised her hand. “Get rid of my stupid hair-trigger, please!” James nodded and snapped his fingers. Experimentally, she used one hand to play with her clit. She was a bit sore from the constant, day long orgasms, but otherwise it felt just the normal amount of pleasurable.

“Phew. Let’s also get rid of these huge tits, please.” Another snap and she shrank back down to her normal size.

“Nice to be able to see my feet again. Let’s get rid of my mind reading and the need to suck cock as well, that combination’s just awful.” And the background din of lust for her faded into nothing.

“Honestly, let’s just clear the rest of this out, too.” She thought back to her recent tryst with Ed. “… Except the exhibitionism. That can stay.”

James winced. “Are you sure? You can’t revert these, you know. If I don’t turn something off now you’re stuck with it forever.”

She stuck out her tongue. “I was already an exhibitionist. If you get to keep your big dick, I get to keep my big kink.”

“…well, alright. If you’re sure.”

They both turned to the last player. She blushed under the attention. “I-I’m keeping the t-tits! A-and please get r-rid of the rest, th-thank you!” Physically nothing changed, but she could feel the return of her bodily autonomy. She could once again say no.

James pulled attention away from Eliza, which he knew she’d appreciate. “Great. Now, for the global changes. I assume we’re all ok reversing all of them?”

Eliza nodded, but Sophia interjected. “We could leave the nudity one, at least. What’s the harm in showing a little skin?”

“I… guess I’m not opposed to that? Eliza?” He turned back to see the other girl feverishly nodding. “… alright then. Guess that’s everything. Thanks for playing, gang!” James carefully packed the nondescript cards back into their box. He’d keep it at his place until they were ready to play again.

“W-w-wait! Before y-you g-go!” Eliza stood, blushing furiously. Practically her whole body, still bare, glowed a bright red. “I-I have one m-m-more thing.” She fought her treacherous tongue. Her stutter got worse when she was nervous, and at that moment she was more nervous than she had ever been. “D-during the g-g-g… the game. W-when I w-was. Was. Um. I-is it o-ok if I j-just write it?”

She grabbed a pen and paper and started to scrawl. “During the game, when I was free use, I noticed you two avoided using me unless you had to. Sophia to satisfy her oral obligation and James to quench his painful arousal. I appreciate it, as at the time I was unable to indicate appropriate consent. However, now that my head is my own once more, I would like to formally offer my consent for you two to do whatever you want to me, whenever you want. Go wild.”

James and Sophia scanned the page as Eliza squirmed with anticipation. “Wow, Eliza, I didn’t expect…” James trailed off.

Sophia grinned. “Lay down on the couch. I'm riding your cock.”

“Eep! Y-yep, ok! Y-you g-g-got it!”

James was stunned as he watched his two best friends have sex. He had just gone through a week-long sex game, and yet this somehow still got to him.

Sophia reached up Eliza’s body, putting her thumb in the other girl’s mouth as she bounced on her cock. “James, she’s still got another hole open if you want it!”

“Oh, I don’t know if I-“

“P-please! I w-want this so b-bad! J-just use me! You two g-got a f-full week w-with your changes! I-I’ve only just learned I was free use n-now! And I m-missed the whole thing! P-please! Use me!”

He checked his watch. He had time before he had to be at work. “…well, if you insist.”

——-

Later that day…

James was surprised to see Melissa in the break room. He had his job back, so he assumed the woman hired to replace him during his game-induced absence would also go back to whatever she was doing before. But there she was, exactly as she had been. Ken blushed as he noted that still included going bottomless in the office.

She turned towards him and waved as he entered. Shit, what kind of relationship did they have in a world where their work didn’t involve constant sex? He decided to keep it neutral. “Hi, Melissa. How are you doing today?”

She smiled brightly at him. “I’m doing great! Thanks again for coming over, I had a great time and my wife really liked you. I missed you in my office this morning though!”

James’ brow furrowed. “In your office…?”

Melissa giggled. “Well, yeah! Feels like ever since I got hired you’ve been there first thing in the morning to use me. Was lonely without you!”

He froze. “No, no, no…” his hands on his head. “Fuck, Melissa, what’s your job here?”

“I’m the office sex toy, you should know that with how much you’ve been masturbating with my pussy!” She stood up and put a hand on his forehead. “Are you feeling alright? You look stressed.”

Before James could respond another man walked into the break room. “Melissa, there you are! Get that shirt off and get back to your office. I’m fucking your tits.”

Melissa looked over to him and nodded. “Of course, sir!” Then turned back to James as she began unbuttoning her blouse. “I gotta go, but I hate to see a friend struggling like this. Find me after work, alright? I wanna make sure you’re ok.”

She shrugged off her top, revealing she hadn’t been wearing a bra, and turned back to the other man. Since the public masturbation rule was no longer in effect they would have to go somewhere private for him to use her. Melissa chatted with her client as they walked away. “…Oh, and my ass is off limits for now. Amy’s got me stretching myself with a plug so I can take her strap later…”

——-

Later That Week…

“Oh, f-fuck, Ed, I’m close…” Sophia was bent over at the waist, leaning on a tree in the park once again. Ed’s cock pistoning in and out of her, making an unfortunately audible slap every time he bottomed out.

“So am I… Soph, this is so hot…” it had taken some interrogation to work out exactly what Ed remembered of their relationship from the past week, but as soon Sophia confirmed that he still remembered their tryst in the public park she had immediately invited him for a repeat performance.

“Cum! Cum inside me, let me feel you fill me up!” Sophia’s shaking orgasm triggered Ed’s own, and soon she felt him deposit his load deep inside her.

They basked in the afterglow for a minute before reality settled back in. “Crap, how do we hide that?” Ed pointed at Sophia’s creampied pussy. “Here, borrow my shirt. Tie it around your waist.” It wasn’t elegant, but Ed had come to the park wearing nothing but a graphic t-shirt and Sophia fully nude, so they were working with limited resources.

There wasn’t a ton of material to go around her generous hips, so it ended up functioning more like a loincloth than any kind of proper clothing. Still, it’d do for now. Sophia relished the feeling of Ed’s cum slowly leaking down her thighs, knowing that all it’d take was a strong gust of wind to reveal their public display to the world.

——-

Later That Month…

Eliza nervously glanced at Abel, sitting next to her on the couch in his apartment. His eyes moved lazily as he scrolled through something on his phone. Deep breaths. She promised herself she’d do this today.

“A-Abel? Can we t-talk? Th-th… There’s something I wanna t-tell you.”

He looked away from the phone in his hand. “Yeah? What’s up?”

Crap. He looked nervous. “I-it’s nothing bad! A-and, um, I-if you’re uncomfortable with a-any of this just l-l-let me know? And I’ll d-drop it right away.” Brace. Nerves of steel. Just say it. “S-so I have this… a-arrangement, w-with my roommate and o-one of our friends… A-are you familiar with the t-term… Free Use?”

Abel looked like a dear in the headlights. Wide eyed staring. Eliza could swear she could see his pupils dilating. His mouth hung open.

“S-sorry, this was stupid, I should j-just go.” She stood up to leave. Her face burned. Of course he wouldn’t be interested. Only she remembered that they had had sex at all. From his perspective they’ve been fully platonic this whole time.

“Wait! Wait, Eliza.” Abel called out to her as she approached the door. “Sorry, you’re not stupid, I just, didn’t know how to respond? Are you… offering what I think you are?”

A sigh of relief. “Y-yes. Yes, I am. Blanket c-consent. W-whatever you want.” She squirmed, her cock almost achingly hard, straining against the inside of her panties and tenting her skirt slightly.

Abel stood and crossed the room to her position. “So… this?” He reached out a hand and gently poked one of Eliza’s boobs.

She giggled. “S-sure, if that’s w-what you want! B-but if you wanted t-to further, too, that’d also be f-fine!” Eliza was not used to being the more confident one in any situation.

“Is this ok?” Hesitantly, achingly slow, he reached out and placed both palms on her tits.

She leaned into his grasp. “M-more than!” They stood there for a while, as Abel felt her up more and more. “Do y-you want me t-to take off my shirt and b-bra?”

Abel’s face was steaming. “holy shit yes”

A few moments later Abel’s face was buried in her naked, unrestrained tits. He looked up to make eye contact with her as he trailed a hand down her torso.

Eliza nodded her reassurance as a hand slipped through her skirt’s waistband. Both of them let out a soft whimper as Abel’s hand wrapped around her cock.

And then suddenly he pulled back. “Um. Thanks for that. I… you said anything, right?”

Eliza nodded. “I d-did. And I meant it. W-whatever y-you want. Make me e-eat you out. Spank me. **** me to c-cum over and over. Anything.”

She could practically see the heat radiating from him. “Right, just. Give me a second. Don’t go anywhere.” Abel retreated into his room.

It was a few minutes later that Abel reappeared. It was Eliza’s turn to gawk as he stood in the doorway, completely nude. Her eyes trailed down his body. Top surgery scars on his chest. A round, soft tummy. His pussy glistened between his thighs. In his hand he held the strap-on he had fucked her with on the last day of the game. “So. I’ve never actually been able to use this. I bought it to use on an… ex of mine, but. He never wanted to bottom. So. I know you said, anything, but just to confirm…?”

Before he had even finished the question Eliza had dropped her panties to her ankles, flipped up her skirt, and leaned over the armrest of the couch. “Anything.”