Chapter 20
by
Felixfalck
The next round
Alice Throws a four
Himari had barely wobbled back into the room, looking flustered, when Alice rolled the die. It came to a halt, showing a four. Her piece slid along the board over to the eleventh tile.
"Yellow again for Alice!" Bitch exclaimed, excited about what the game may have in store for her this time around.
Himari grabbed a yellow card on her way over to her seat to read out loud.
Many a' cards you've had to undergo
This one is much more for show
Here's a face that easily allures
Even if the feelings aren't quite yours!
Do you continue or chicken out?
"I think it mea-" Bitch was about to chime in and give her two cents on the card, but was cut off before she got the chance to finish.
"-Continue" Alice said coldly, eyes focused on the board rather than her friend who'd just read the card. There was no hesitation, no weighing the possibilities. Straight to the point. She'd already made up her mind to continue til the end, she didn't care anymore. The game be damned, there was probably nothing it could do to her that was worse than what it'd already done.
The card burst into flames and the focus landed on Alice. No notable difference happened externally, which was odd given that it was supposed to be a face and or hair type of card.
Slowly but surely a blush started to form on Alice's face.

She then winked at Himari. It was an involuntary action. She did in fact not mean to wink at her friend. She didn't even want to look at her, yet here she was. The look she was giving Himari was the look of some creep undressing you in their mind. It was much to Alice's annoyance, but Himari felt different about it. The poor girl could barely contain her arousal as her friend practically eye-fucked her. Fortunately the groups focus was still very much on Alice, which meant that Himari's restless fidgeting went unnoticed, except for by Alice of course..
Her eyes weren't the only thing out of her control. Her entire face was acting very ..flirtatious. Her tongue licked her lips seductively as she kept her eyes on Himari. When her tongue wasn't licking her lips she was either biting her lower lip or winking. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop giving out suggestive signals.
After what felt like ages to both her and Himari it stopped. She regained control of her face, but the blush was still very much present. Her base expression had also shifted somewhat. Along with the blush she now had those "fuck me" eyes that drove guys mad. She could open them fully if she focused on it, but whenever she didn't try, they'd always fall back to that semi-open seductress look.
"That was quite ..something. I think the card made your facial expressions less boring! You looked like a slut, HA!" Bitch added. Her input was helpful though, none of the others had fully understood exactly what was going on. Bitch had pretty much hit the nail on it's head with her analysis. There was just one key element she'd missed. The expressions themselves are impulsive, sure. But they're only triggered under certain circumstances. If she looked at someone who was sufficiently aroused, her face would go rogue and try and seduce them using suggestive expressions and mannerisms. Obviously it couldn't go on forever, or else she'd be sitting like that every time she looked at Himari, given how the Japanese girl was constantly horny.
One thing was evident though. Her resting face had been permanently altered to a "come hither" look.
It was a rather cruel burden to inflict upon her. Given how the previous cards had all played into that shut-in-antisocial hate-everyone-type-of-girl vibe this one completely worked against her new found disdain for social interactions. If anything, this would only give her MORE unwanted attention than if she'd remained as the blonde bombshell she used to be. She couldn't go to school like this! She imagined herself sitting in class, looking at her notes when she accidentally looks over at someone who's a little aroused. Surely her flirtatious expressions will attract attention. She'll probably get called out by the teacher and asked to leave the room. Just imagining all her classmate's eyes glued on her as she shamefully leaves the room. Fuck that. She HAD to finish and win the game. This was fucking awful. Just thinking about it made her cringe and get angrier than ever. This game was full of shit, but so were her friends that had gotten away so easily. Grr.
"Right, if you're done imagining Himari naked we can all move along and get this fucking game over with?" Rebecca's comment caused Alice to give her a look that shot daggers. Fortunately Rebecca didn't have what was considered to be a sufficient amount of arousal. Considering she'd just been eaten out by Himari she'd probably been sated quite nicely. Had the card's effect applied the moment she walked into the room a few minutes before Himari it would've been a different story however. In her blissful afterglow she'd be the perfect target for Alice's seductive eyes.
"Don't have to ask ME twice!" Bitch shouted excitedly. She'd been enjoying the game thus far, apart from the whole name ordeal. Even though it became less and less of an issue as time moved on. Not being able to remember her own name whilst also responding to the new one as if she'd been called it all her life seemed to make it easier to get accustomed to.
She rolled the die in a swift motion. A moment of suspense before it came to a standstill and the result was unveiled.
"A four! Pretty meh but I'll take it!" Bitch was half satisfied, but had hoped for more..
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