Friday Morning Shuffle

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Cynthia's eyes shot open. The first thing she noticed was the headache. Not a hangover like the other day, but a pounding headache nonetheless. A quick lick of her parched lips led her to believe she was just dehydrated. She pushed herself up to her elbows to reach over and turn off her alarm, which led her to realize something else. She was totally naked...and not alone.

The night started to come back to her. Mia on the floor between her legs. Orgasm after orgasm. Giving into her lust. Ordering Mia upstairs. Wild, wild sex.

She looked down and cupped her breasts. They seemed...normal? Well, the new normal anyway. She was still getting used to her enhanced bust, but they weren't bimbo tits anymore. A quick check revealed her hair had gone back to normal too. She glanced over at Mia and sighed. Mia looked every bit the bimbo still. Was it permanent? She hoped not. Mia needed to get back to her own life too.

Thinking of that Cynthia got up. She needed to shower and get ready. She couldn't put off work forever. Mia was still in no condition to leave the house but Cynthia felt like she could leave her alone as long as she kept the Yes-Lace on her. Wait...could she? Cynthia shook her head. No. Too risky. She knew just how powerful that necklace was. What if someone knocked on the door or phoned or whatever. She couldn't think of every contingency, and she couldn't leave her friend in that condition.

Mia needed a babysitter.

Cynthia finished getting dressed and went to wake Mia. She shook theh bimbo who moaned and started to masturbate with her eyes still closed. Cynthia scoffed and pinched her nipple, hard.

"OW! Like...oh! Sin! Wanna do it again?" Mia asked, suddenly wide away.

"Go take a shower," Cynthia ordered, "Masturbate if you must but then would you please get dressed and come downstairs?"

"Like totz!" Mia bounded out of bed and made for the shower.

Cynthia went back downstairs and enjoyed a cup of tea. While she waited for Mia she opened the app and immediately received a number of notifications.

Today's Twist is Shuffle - At the beginning of each turn discard entire hand and draw equal number of new cards

Your spies have produced results! Mia's condition is temporary, but watch out, that addiction is going to hit hard!
Your spies have produced results! Kai locked Grey in a chastity belt!

She frowned. She'd picked Invent last night, did that mean she would get all new cards? She checked...yes...it did mean that. That was unfortunate because she'd already picked INVENT, she HAD to play one of these new cards. Well, there wasn't actually a choice. She had 14 coins which put Space Elevator far out of reach at 24. Unless she wanted a punishment she had to play Third Eye. Something she wouldn't not have done intentionally since it was Orange and had a Self effect.

She played it, but nothing felt immediately different. She opened the tab to reveal the hidden trait.

Third Eye Cost: 7 VP: 2 Effect Self[Gain 1 spy per espionage/Lose the ability to see clothing ]

"Lose the ability..." She put her phone aside and looked down. She was naked. No...she could feel the fabric against her skin but she just couldn't see it. She stood up and went to the bathroom to look in a mirror. Same thing. Her reflect was nude. Just great, she thought.

She heard footsteps and went out to see Mia bouncing down the stairs. Bouncing being the correct word, Cynthia could see Mia's bare tits swaying with each step.

"Uh Mia...what are you wearing?" Cynthia asked.

"It's totz cute! Right!?" Mia said.

"So you are wearing something?"

Mia giggled, "Like, duh! I thought I was them um...um...uhhhhhhhhhh...not smart person."

"Is it appropriate to go outside?" Cynthia asked, "Wait, of course you'll say yes. Please tell me what you are wearing."

"I'm wearing shorts and a cute top." Mia said.

Cynthia sighed, "Ok. That's fine. Go get some breakfast while I call someone."

Cynthia took out her phone again and called Grey. After a little back and forth they agreed that between Grey and Diya they'd be able to look after Mia while she was working. She put the phone down and went into the kitchen and froze.

"What the hell..."

Mia was eating cereal. A perfectly normal breakfast. She was just masturbating while doing so.

"Stop that!" Cynthia groaned. Good luck Grey...

A little while later they arrived at Grey's house and knocked. After a few moments it opened and there was Grey, appearing to Cynthia as though he was totally naked. She couldn't help but note that he no longer had nipple piercings. She found herself staring a little too long and then forced herself to look up at his eyes. At first Cynthia thought he'd grown, but then she glanced back down to see that he was wearing heels? That's a surprise. Whatever though, she didn't care. "Thank you so much for looking after Mia." Cynthia said honestly.

"Uh..." Grey blinked a few times, "What is she wearing?"

"A cute top and shorts..." Cynthia said desperately.

Grey shook his head, "Uh, I'm pretty sure that's actually not really a shirt...and I think she cut those jeans herself."

"You cut my jeans?" Cynthia gasped.

Mia giggled, "You didn't have any like, uh, cute clothes! So I like...uh...used the snips snips to make these adorb jeans and one of your scrunchies was uh, stretchy enough to um, go around my tits!"

"You're wearing a scrunchie! How is that a cute top!" Cynthia yelled.

"Ah..." Grey said knowingly, "So that's why you were staring at me earlier. You lost your ability to see clothes or something?"

Cynthia whirled on him. He could be surprisingly sharp at times, "Yes...something like that. Anyway I need to run. Please take care of her."

Grey winced, "Ya...I think I'll have Diya do most of it. Otherwise her horny thoughts are going to overwhelm me."

"Sure, that's fine. Bye Mia. Be good." Cynthia shook her head. What a strange day. Then she turned around and hurried to class.

Grey strode down the hall, listening to the clack-clack-clack of his heels on the floor. He'd slept in them last night. Alone. Diya had been ashamed enough of her mistake to volunteer to take the couch. This morning they were still there, locked onto his feet. And taller. The modest 1 inch heel was now 2 or 3 inches. Grey couldn't imagine it getting taller, but he knew it would.

The heels made his ass stand out. Apparently. He heard enough lewd thoughts as he walked around campus to understand that. Of course it was still better hearing those thoughts than staying at home. When he'd agreed to watch Mia he really hadn't been prepared for just how horny she was. It was a non-stop deluge of lewd thoughts and so Grey had come to campus to study before his class. Not that he'd gotten much of that done. Hopefully Diya would be alright. Well, knowing her she'd give in to Mia and they'd spend the day having sex. Which was totally fine of course.

Grey had been rather disappointed by today's twist. He'd picked INVENT last night, planning on trying the moaning cushion. He thought it might help him cum, despite the shiny metal belt between his legs. Instead he'd found his whole hand discarded and 5 new cards waiting for him. Unfortunately even with the spies getting coins again, he'd only had enough to buy 1 of them. Flash Drive.

He would not have bought it had he any other choice. Flash? It was obvious about flashing his boobs. Had it been an [Other] effect then fine, but no, it was [Self]. Speciallfically the card's details were:

Flash Drive Cost: 10 VP: 4 Effect Self[Gain 1 Spy/Slowly build up the need to flash the nearest person. Become extremely turned on by flashing.]

Even now he could feel it. It had been building since this morning. Every time he passed another person a little voice in his head whispered 'Do it'.

Except it wasn't really a whisper anymore. Louder and louder. Harder and harder to resist. Until a man suddenly walked by and he couldn't help himself. He yanked his shirt and bra up in one fluid motion and turned to face him.

The man's jaw dropped. Grey's cheeks were flushed. Partially from embarrassment but mostly...he was so turned on. He pressed his thighs together, almost grateful that the belt stopped him from reaching between his legs in this very public place.

The compulsion faded and Grey dropped his shirt, then took off at a near sprint. Despite the heels he found himself moving just as easily as if he'd been wearing running shoes. He didn't stop until he was sure the man wasn't following him and that nobody around knew what he'd just done.

"What a day..." he said aloud.

Kai strained, she pushed with everything she had. The bar rattled against the supports. She pressed her feet into the ground and willed it to rise.

It didn't.

With a grunt of exhaustion she let go and her hands fell back. She couldn't do it. She'd already lost so much strength. She slid out from under the bar and sat up. She knew she was being ridiculous. That was 300 lbs. Most women could never dream of benching so much. Heck, most men would never bench that. It was far, far above her pre-protein powder personal best. She didn't need to move that much weight. She should drop 100 lbs and be amazed that she can lift 200 lbs.

And yet...having reached such highs on the powder, her remaining strength just felt pitiful. She wished she hadn't shared with Ashley. Even if that would have been just a temporary extension too. She wished there was some way to keep going with it, or at least some way to forget all about her previous strength.

This morning's turn had been useless. She'd picked RESEARCH, but she wouldn't be able to play the card she drew. She'd get a whole new hand this evening if she tried INVENT. It had just been a total waste. And she hadn't seen Jonas last night. Or Grey. Or anyone. Her stomach felt off. She was hungry. Without the cum addiction it felt...wrong...or more wrong...to abuse Jonas. Not unless she was going to commit to him and...and she didn't think she could do that. Grey...Grey was obviously out. For now.

She couldn't avoid eating forever though. She'd have to do something about it. And soon.

She got up and put the weights away, then walked over to a bench and sat down. She took out her phone. There was still the message from Clippy. She tapped her foot. Then she typed back.

"Wow, look at those gazongas!" Regan exclaimed. She slide the X-Ray Specs off her face and passed them to Lars.

He put them on and looked, "Niiiiice! That bra is fucking magic. How can it hide those things?"

"You'd be surprised. Oh, like that red head. I bet she's stacked."

Lars swiveled his head, then shook it, "Nah. I mean, she's not small. But stacked?"

Regan snorted, "Oh, you're the expert are you?"

"Yes, I am in fact."

"I bet her tits feel really nice." Regan said.

"Not better than yours." Lars said immediately.

Regan punched him, "Nice try. Anyway, I'm going in." She stood up and slid the gloves on. Lars stayed where he was as Regan sauntered over to the redhead. Regan didn't say anything, she didn't feel the need to. She just started groping the woman. She looked annoyed, but at being held up, not at being groped. Regan looked back at Lars, "Oh ya. Lovely tits here."

She let go and turned to walk back to Lars. And then it happened.

This morning Regan had picked WORK as her action. He assigned challenge had been simple. Go commando all day. For everyone else, rather low risk. But for Regan? It meant it was just a matter of time before her compulsion to remove her panties kicked in. And without panties to remove...

Regan stripped completely nude, much to the shock of the redhead and the delight of Lars. She put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes, "What are you looking at?"

Lars laughed. He was still wearing the specs so her nudity wasn't new for him, he was just delighting in her suddenly stripping. He stood up, "Come on. Let's go because campus security gets here." He scooped up her clothes, "Come to my place. I'll cook you dinner."

"Dinner? It's 11am." Regan said. Then she realized he was asking to spend the day together. The whole day. He was moving pretty fast...wasn't he? But then again...the sex had been phenomenal. She shrugged, "Sure. Let's go."