Intermission 2: Faith picks Fray the Fabric of Time, and the ladies finally have some very important revelations

“Ghostly Grasper is probably some ranged steal card against the other players,” Lucy hypothesized.

Faith listened to the strategic advice of this gaming guru with enraptured attention.

Lucy continued, “Burden Bestowal is probably another offensive ‘give a punishment away’ sort of thing. Fray the Fabric of Time is interesting because it could be anything really. Maybe you take an extra turn or skip someone’s turn, IDK!” The always-online nerd pronounced the ‘IDK’ out loud as letters.

Mia wiggled, trying to escape the brunette’s clutches. Sophie struggled a bit with holding her, especially when she tried to spread her legs to get a better stance, but her knees were caught together for some reason.

“So which one’re you gonna pick?” asked Lucy.

Faith thought it over, and was very tempted by both offensive options. Whether it was stealing good things from or giving bad things away to Sophie, Faith was all on board. But she thought about it logically and she had 3 opponents. She shouldn’t just tunnel vision on dragging Sophie down with her, so Faith pulled the safe option.

The other two cards slipped back into the board with a SCHWOOP.

Faith read her card aloud, “Fray the Fabric of Time. Bonus card. For the next three turns, double all timers for challenges and events you are a part of. Every borrowed second pulls another thread loose on the fabric of time... Well alright I like bonus cards. They’re at least discernible! It’s not an extra turn or a steal, but at least it’s something.”

Lucy quickly handed off the dice and said, “Speaking of extra turns, you rolled doubles!”

Faith took the dice and shook them just as Mia finally got Sophie’s hand off her mouth. She was still in a bit of a half nelson, but was able to finally get her question out uninterrupted.

Mia pleaded, “Faith, did you borrow those panties from my room?”

Faith stopped her roll just before it happened, looked down at her barely contained cleavage, remembered her supremely de-clothed state, and shrieked. She covered herself with her hands and said, “Haha very funny guys. Where’re my clothes?”

Sophie complained, “Mia! We were so close!” She let go of Mia and tried walking around the couch.

Lucy smiled now that the jig was up on their little prank. “Y’know that’s why the title on your challenge had ‘Under’ in it. For _under_wear!” she giggled.

“I can’t believe you blew it! She almost kept playing but you just haaaaaaad to-” Sophie yelled as she toppled past the couch and next to the coffee table onto her hands and knees. Her jeans, now around only her ankles, tripped her. Her big booty, squeezed tightly into a tiny pair of teddy bear panties suddenly came into view.

Lucy saw the large derriere come into view and reflexively covered her eyes, protecting Sophie’s modesty.

Mia was following Sophie to try to get around to Faith and more directly ask her question which AGAIN got a little brushed aside. But one step into her journey and she was toppling over Sophie’s denim bound feet. The blonde landed cheek-first onto the back of Sophie’s head, her torso draping over Sophie’s back, and her legs spreading around Sophie’s pelvis. Sophie’s tiny-panty-squeezed ass now had Mia’s shorts-covered ass stacked on top of it.

Simultaneously, Faith scooted to the edge of the couch, wanting to hold Sophie down and question her about the location of her missing clothes.

Lucy looked through her fingers as Faith unexpectedly began a furious smackdown. Sophie and Mia were stacked between the coffee table and the ottoman, so they didn’t have room to just flop out of the way as Faith began spanking both of them over and over. Faith used both her hands to play their buttcheek bongos, but the redhead had a confused look on her face as she did it.

Sophie and Mia squealed under the ****. Sophie shook her head back and forth with each spank. Her ponytail whipped all around Mia’s face, causing further mayhem.

Truthfully, Faith tried to stop herself. She didn’t at all plan to spank her two best friends. She managed to stop her arms after a couple dozen two-handed two-butted smacks, but not in the way she wanted. Faith’s hands stopped, full on groping both asses in front of her. Her hands were splayed out, grabbing as much as she could hold of all four cheeks. Faith had Mia’s ass a little over half-grasped, palming her like a basketball. Sophie’s big booty was much too large for one hand, so Faith alternated between palming each cheek.

After a few, long, awkward, grope-filled moments, Sophie finally slumped onto the floor, and Mia managed to crawl forward off of her. Faith leaned back in her seat and was finally able to pull her hands away. She looked down at them, more horrified and confused than ever.

Sophie flipped over and started pulling up her pants, struggling around her knees and thighs with her bunched-up super-tight jeans and large booty.

Mia sat on the ottoman and finally spoke uninterrupted. “Everyone shut up!” she said. Sophie tried to add something, but Mia nipped that in the bud. “Soph, quiet. Your prank was never gonna work and isn’t important.” Faith tried to ask something as well, but Mia took charge and answered her question before she asked it. “Grabby Gabby, quit touching our asses. Also, Soph put your clothes under the couch cushions.”

Faith didn’t immediately go for her clothes, and finally gave Mia her attention. Faith knew Mia was serious if she was using Faith’s middle name.

Mia then finally asked directly, “Faith, did you steal those panties from my room?”

Faith looked down and was surprised to see white cotton panties. She had seen it in passing earlier, but didn’t pay any mind to the fact that they weren’t her expected purple sheer panties. Everything over the past few minutes had just been too frantic. “Ummm… No? Did you switch these out on me? Is this another prank or something?”

Lucy uncovered her eyes. Sophie had given up on pulling her pants up while sitting on the floor. So, right when Lucy opened her eyes, she saw Sophie facing the other way while standing up and peeling her jeans up over her large butt. Lucy was distracted by the sight for a moment, but now she and Sophie both saw something very unexpected and very relevant to what the others were talking about.

“No, I didn’t-” Mia started, but was interrupted by Lucy yelping and pointing at Sophie’s panties. The tiny panties dug into her buttcheeks and didn’t even reach up above half of her ass. The ill-fitting underwear looked like it was on the verge of exploding off of Sophie’s large butt, and the group collectively put two and two together on whose underwear that actually was. They had all seen Sophie’s thong earlier, and there was only one person in this room that small.

“Are you guys pranking… me…” asked Mia as she pulled the waistband of her shorts away and looked down at what she was wearing. Sophie’s high waisted thong greeted her. It was Mia’s turn for a yelp as she snapped her waistband back onto herself in surprise. “What’s going on??” Mia asked.

Something clicked in Lucy’s head. Lucy lifted her dress up and stuck her head between her legs to take a peek before asking Faith, “Purple?”

Faith gulped and nodded.

Lucy leaned forward and started rifling through the discard pile for the cards she wanted and pouring over everyone’s punishment cards.

Sophie finally finished pulling her pants up, and Faith retrieved her clothes from under the couch cushions. The room had an awkward uncomfortable hush fall over it as Faith zipped up her skirt, looped her suspenders over her shoulders, slipped on her T-shirt, and tied it in front.

Mia took Faith’s hand and went to the bathroom. A minute later, Faith returned with her hands holding her skirt down and sat on the ottoman across from the couch with her legs together. Mia returned a bit later and ushered Sophie toward the bathroom, handing her the balled up thong.

Sophie took a lot longer to change, needing to peel her tight jeans all the way off, slip on her former undies, then squeeze back into her jeans. The process took a while, but she was very very thankful to not be so jam packed into such a tiny piece of fabric.

Lucy was handed her teddy bear panties, then let out an “eek” at something so embarrassing just sitting out in the open, shoved it between her and the armrest. She prepared to explain what she thought was going on, however implausible it was.

“I think I figured it out,” said Lucy.

She hesitated to actually say it, but all three other girls told her to “Spit it out!” in unison. Faith mumbled “Jinx…” under her breath, but didn’t speak up because now was not the time.

“It’s a magic board game,” said Lucy, matter-of-factly.

Everyone stood in silence for a few moments.

Mia laughed out loud. Faith scratched her head. Sophie looked down at the cards.

“I’m serious!” said Lucy, mad that Mia wouldn’t believe her.

“Alright guys, how’d you do the underwear switch? Very impressive prank, really. But I’m not falling for it,” said Mia. She paced back and forth in front of the coffee table, thinking back to all the times the girls might have conspired to hide all this.

“It wasn’t us, honest,” confirmed Faith, still scratching her head confused while sitting on the ottoman. Her knees were about shoulder width apart.

Lucy laid out her event card, Mia’s bonus card, and all of their punishments in a readable little arrangement.

Everyone leaned forward, even Mia who was 100x more likely to believe everyone was pranking her and that the game actually does use Amazon drones to deliver things. Anything but the game being “magic”.

They all heard Lucy out despite the unbelievability of her statement.

Lucy started presenting the clues as if she was doing a school report or a Shark Tank sales pitch. “Exhibit A: Switcheroo! My event. ‘Your place and more will shift with another, as your hidden layers make their way to each other.‘ This swapped our underwear,” Lucy said, holding up her humiliating panties for emphasis, then hiding them again when she realized fully what she was holding, her cheeks shifting color to match the pink hair on her head.

Mia crossed her arms and looked away, unable to explain that but still believing they **** her and swapped while she was knocked out or something. Faith and Sophie didn’t have an explanation either. The trio continued listening.

Lucy continued her pitch, “Exhibit B: Mia’s bonus card. Flash forward. ‘With a quick flash you dash ahead of the other players.’ Hello? Did you want to show us your tig ol’ bitties?”

Mia didn’t like being reminded of such a weird nearly out-of-body experience, although she was very much in-body at the time. She leaned in to read the cards, starting to give this theory the light of day. Faith and Sophie were getting sold as well, since Mia’s flash was so out of character. Sophie in particular nodded along with everything and read ahead at what was about to be Exhibit C, seeing a lot of what Lucy was putting together.

Lucy finally concluded her pitch, “And finally Exhibit C: All of your punishments. Mia, Oops-a-Daisy. ‘You will fumble even the simplest tasks into an unintentional comedy of errors.’ Have I ever even seen you fumble anything since you moved in? I think you’ve tripped like ten times in the past ten minutes.” Mia had no rebuttal, and everyone was all in on this theory, listening to her intently.

Lucy continued, “Faith. Loot Goblin. ‘You can’t keep your hands off any nearby booty.’ Sound familiar?” Lucy paused dramatically before moving on to Faith’s second punishment. “And Continental Drift. ‘The slow, inevitable, parting drift of the continents now takes hold of a once close and parallel pair. Only vigilance can keep the spreading at bay.’ This one’s a little harder to parse, but I can… think… of… something… it might pertain to…” Lucy’s speech slowed down as all three other ladies stared right at a certain part of Faith.

“What is it?” Faith asked, reading the text closely and leaning forward to do so. Her butt sat on the very very edge of the ottoman, but her feet were spread as far apart as possible, spreading to an obscene split. Faith read the card over and over, as the other girls tried to say something, but nothing came out.

Mia was wearing the cotton panties that Faith had just been wearing, and Lucy was still wearing Faith’s actual purple panties. So besides Sophie’s extended mooning over half an hour before, this was the first (partial) nudity of the game.

Faith’s skirt was hiked up with her split. Her half drooped semi-sheer black stockings framed her milky white thighs and the pretty pink pussy with its little red landing strip. Her lips were spread as wide as her stance.

Faith must’ve read the card a dozen times, not making heads or tails of it. She gave up and saw all three of them staring a hole in her. She followed their gaze down to her wide open crotch and realized they weren’t staring a hole in her, they were staring into her hole!

Faith shrieked and slammed her legs shut, crossing them for good measure, and straightening her skirt back down to her knees. Her face turned as pink as her other body part they were just looking at, and she motioned for them to please move on. Faith sunk into her seat, finally getting the meaning of the card and focusing on keeping her legs together. She was beyond mortified that the others had stared at her for who knows how long. It could’ve just been a few seconds that the punishment actually had her spread that far, but Lucy stopped talking almost a minute ago!

Lucy moved on, finishing up her observations, “Sophie. Descending Dilemma. ‘Gravity is not your friend. Try as you might, its inevitable pull drags everything southward.’ I think we all know what’s going on there.” Lucy leaned back to look at the back of Sophie’s pants as she said that last part. Sophie pulled up her jeans and Lucy looked away, embarrassed anew at trying to take a peek when she shouldn’t.

Lucy wasn’t sure why she was more ashamed getting caught ogling the top edge of Sophie’s thong and buttcrack when all three of them had just been staring between Faith’s wide open legs, but she didn’t linger too long on the moment.

“So that’s it. Yeah. Magic board game. Honestly I thought you guys might have been pranking me at first, but how can I deny all this evidence? What do you guys think?” Lucy asked.

Lucy took her balled up panties and slipped around the corner into her room. Less than ten seconds later, she returned with a pair of see-through purple lingerie panties. Lucy discretely handed them off to Faith, who did the same trip and returned empty handed, albeit much slower since she had to unclip and reclip her stockings.

“We should’ve done it back when I tried before, but let’s just quit,” said Mia.

Faith and Sophie, the two other people with punishments, nodded vigorously. Then Sophie remembered something, leaned forward and started reading. Lucy just nodded as she spoke. She was about to point this out if Sophie didn’t.

“Adventurers beware: Do not begin unless you intend to finish. The exciting consequences of the game will vanish only when a player has reached ENFanji and called out its name,” read Sophie aloud, reminding the group of what they’ve gotten themselves into.

As she finished reading that side rule section of the board, a cold breeze tickled everyone’s spine and something changed within the room. They all shifted uncomfortably in their seats, and might not have noticed what actually happened, except one of them cried out in pain.

“Yowch! Oh, come on!” yelped Sophie, very familiar with the feeling of the life being squeezed out of her pelvis like a tiny fabric anaconda.

Sure enough, everyone took a peek below their waistbands (and Lucy took another peek under her dress) and their underwear was inexplicably returned to their new respective owners. In the order they swapped on the board, everyone was wearing the next one in line’s underwear. Mia had on Sophie’s high-waisted thong. Sophie’s large butt was being squeezed to **** by Lucy’s petite teddy bear undies. Lucy had on Faith’s naughty see-through purple panties. And Faith had on Mia’s soft white cotton Birthday undies.

“Okay, so we’re all on board that the game is magic now, right? Definitively?” asked Faith. Sophie was snaking her hands under her jeans to alleviate some of her waistband woes, but she still nodded along with the others. Faith continued, “Alright, well I don’t want to spank everyone in line at the bank or spend the rest of my life doing the splits every time I sit down, soooooo… Let’s try quitting and if that doesn’t work, we gotta be all in on finishing the game. No matter what. Capiche?”

“I don’t want to be an eternal klutz either!” said Mia.

“I heard denim ankle shackles were in this time of year, but I think I prefer pants,” said Sophie, trying to make light of such a crazy situation.

“I could live the rest of my life totally normally, but yeah I’m in for you guys I guess. How do we quit?” asked Lucy. She gulped and worried about future possibilities for herself along the same lines as what is happening to the other girls.