Sadie and Louis play with each other

Don’t react. Don’t react. Don’t react. Don’t react. Don’t react. Don’t react. Don’t react. Don’t react. All I can think about is not reacting. As Louis pulls me in close, cupping the back of my head with one hand and cupping my ass with the other, all I can think of is pushing him away. Don’t react. All I can think of is biting down on the tongue that’s sliding into my mouth. Don’t react. All I can think of is stomping down on his foot. Don’t react. All I can think of is pulling away from his lips and yelling at him.

Don’t react.

Louis must be taking my hesitation and lack of reaction as a sign of willingness. A sign for him to continue because he shows no sign of slowing down. I even seem to egg him on when his hand on my ass grabs and squeezes, causing the plug to move and press me in a far more intimate way than Louis currently is. My perfectly understandable moan though is fed right into Louis’ mouth and he seems to redouble his effort. The plug had moved into the background for me but this brought it screaming back to the present.

I’m not sure if Louis had a plan or not. What exactly was this kiss going to lead to? I thankfully don’t get to find out as we hear someone clearing their throat behind us. Louis breaks the kiss and looks over his shoulder while still holding me and chuckles. “Oh, hey… sorry about that. Come on through.”

Louis steps in even closer making our two bodies take up only half the space they were in and allowing another couple to squeeze past us. When they’re on their way into the arcade Louis lets go of me and steps away. Wiping at his now pink lips he smirks at the camera playfully and addressed the audience directly “Hey, just to let ya’ll know, yes Princess BabyDoll’s lips do in fact taste like bubble gum! Let’s get into our first game, eh?”

Louis gives me a moment to pull out my compact and lipstick and fix myself up before taking my hand and directing us into the arcade proper where the sounds and lights overwhelm us. As he seems to be making his way to the ticket games, it hits me that he’ll probably kill me on those. Between the heels, my new center of gravity, the plug now taking up a good portion of my attention, and of course my natural nervousness at being on display, there’s no way I’d win in any type of physical competition. My best bet was arcade games.

Not wanting to give up the audience control, I see we’re passing some arcade games and spot a Crazy Taxi sign. Crazy Taxi was probably my favorite old school game and I knew I could beat just about anybody with it. The machine must be new as I didn’t even know they had one here. Giving a tug to Louis’ arm he turns and smiles as I move close so that he can hear me without shouting… which ends up pressing our bodies together again. Swallowing down my desire to back away I say “Hey, why don’t we play Crazy Taxi!?”

Louis looks over at the console, gives me a thumbs up, and guides us toward it. When it finally comes into view though, I immediately see a problem. Out of the hundreds of hours I’d spent playing the arcade version of this game, all but a couple were in the sit-down version. I knew my outfit wouldn’t make a difference as I could just slip out of my heels for the pedal controls. But this wasn’t the version with a seat. It was that latter Naomi stand-up console.

Before I could change my mind on the game though, Louis steps up and puts two tokens on it. Turning back to me he leans in and says “Since you have the glasses, I’ll go first. Then we can switch, and I’ll take the glasses so they can watch you!”

I nod, as that makes sense. We should keep the audiences focused on us and not the game itself necessarily. Any hope I had of winning though, went right out the window. Maybe at my best, I could have kept up with Louis. This obviously wasn’t his first time behind the wheel and while playing as Axel I got the feeling that he ended after eight minutes because he knew his $5,300 in fares would be enough to win. When he stepped out of the way I wasn’t sure if he was winking at me or the audience as he slid the glasses from my face.

When I stepped up, I played a bit with the position of my heeled foot but knew it was going to be a problem. And without a convenient place to take it off, I was just stuck. To keep up appearances and play with the audience I picked Gena as my driver. I wasn’t necessarily bad, but I had to keep re-adjusting my balance to keep my foot in place and it cost me more than a few turns. And it turns out that leaning completely on one leg while using the other to try and heel toe the gas and brake pedals while wearing a heel moved the plug in ways that I could only classify as intriguing.

At the end I was only able to play for six minutes with a fare total of just over $4,000.

Turning around I sigh and put on a smirk for the audience. It takes me a moment but I realize why something felt off during my game play. It wasn’t just playing with heels on… the arcade had grown considerably quieter. There were only a handful of people left. Louis seemed to know what my look of confusion was as he said “Hey, it looks like BabyDoll here realized we’ve lost our crowd. At nine o’clock this arcade opens up its bar so all the kiddies had to go leaving just us adults. Anyway, I took Randal749’s suggestion for you and he suggested you take a shot!”

I kick myself on the inside as I **** out a playful giggle. I never was much of a drinker and had no idea what it would do with the hormones now swimming around in my system. I now had all that much more reason to win as I’m pretty sure the audience would love to see a drunk Princess BabyDoll. And so would Louis for that matter.

Louis returns shortly with a shot glass and two pints of beer. I take the shot, hold it up, and say to the camera a funny toast I’ve always liked and feels more appropriate now. “Here’s to panties, not the best thing in the world, but damn close to it.”

I get a big laugh out of Louis as I kick back the tequila and immediately regret not asking for any lemon or salt. After a loud cough, Louis takes my hand and guides me to our next game.

Much like Crazy Taxi, I think Louis and I would match up well on most games. Unfortunately, I find out that any skill I had at arcade style games has been diminished enough by my situation… my new body, my state of dress, and that damned plug… that Louis is clearly superior. I end up barely beating him at Mortal Kombat II, but the best suggestion for Louis is that he down his remaining beer in one go. Louis meanwhile beats me at Whack-A-Mole, Ring Toss, Skee Ball, NBA Jam, and X-Men vs Street Fighter.

The audience tried to stay on the **** theme as my second task was another shot while my third was ordering a bloody screwdriver. The shot was vodka and while the screwdriver was a pretty shade of red and orange, it too was almost pure vodka. Louis saw that my head was swimming by that time and although they were obviously wanting me to drink more, Louis said he’d forego any more ****-based tasks. Instead, they moved on to kissing. My fourth task was to give Louis a kiss. Considering he at least stopped them from getting me blackout drunk, I leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. Only when his hands moved to my bare sides did I step back and wink at the camera. My last task was to give a stranger a kiss. Louis said I could have him choose another task, but I stayed with the audience as he’d already pushed them past their chosen beer based suggestion. Looking around I saw quite a few guys that I’d be nervous going up to and just asking to kiss. Frat boys and athletes mostly. There were the guys that had a girlfriend with them, but I just imagine what the girl would think of me… sexy, flirty, barely dressed me… came up and kissed their boyfriend. And then that’s when it hit me.

I knew that a lot of my audience were what people would classically call nerds. More social outcasts and guys that had trouble getting the girl to go out with them. Seeing the perfect group, nodded and knew that I’d be making my audience happy as well as one guy’s day. Hell, I’d probably be making his year!

Wiggling my finger at Louis for him to follow I moved over to the group of guys playing the newer Godzilla pinball. None of them looked bad, or rather wouldn’t look bad if they put any effort into their appearance. They were all wearing basic t-shirts and jeans, had hair that screamed “I don’t care about my look” and overall, just seemed like a group of D&D players out for a night of arcade goodness. When I come up behind them, I put on my best Princess BabyDoll voice and ask “So boys, who’s winning?”

They’re so locked into their own thing that only one of the guys turns around. I have to giggle as his mouth literally drops open when he sees me. He stammers out that he currently had the high score but that his friend currently playing, Rob, was close. Leaning in closer to him I said with a wink “Okay then. I’m gonna give the winner a big kiss. If Rob beats you, it’s him. If not… like, what’s your name sweety?”

The poor guy couldn’t be more perfect for the role I wanted. He stammers for a moment as if he’d honestly forgotten his own name. Eventually he gets “Chris. My name’s Chris. What’s your name and… uh… why the prize for us?”

I lean on Chris as I watch the game and answer his question, explaining that Louis and I are streamers and are out having a live stream date. Chris doesn’t seem bothered at all that he might get kissed basically on a dare. By this time all of the group beyond Rob, who was locked into his flipper and ball action, had turned and were staring at me. Half the group started cheering Rob on while the other half were trying to distract him.

It only took another few minutes for Rob to lose his last ball, twenty thousand points shy of beating Chris. By the time he turned and the guys were telling him what exactly he lost I have my arms wrapped behind Chris’ neck and am leaning in to kiss the second man of my life. This kiss made me feel feminine of course, but where Louis’ kiss made me feel like the damsel in distress, this made me feel strong and owning my own sexuality. I wasn’t exactly picking this man to kiss, but it was clear I was in control. Louis had had his hands all over my body where Chris simply stood still and let me kiss him.

I kept the kiss chaste enough without any tongue but Chris again came through and looked like a cartoon character after I broke away. He looked like he might float away with little hearts spinning out of his ears. I giggled, gave the group a wave, and reminded them that they could catch me on my streams online. I didn’t think there was any doubt as to whether these guys spent time online.

Louis put his arm around my waist… was he trying to claim me back from Chris? To show dominance?... and guided me away, telling the audience that I was super cool giving that group an experience they’d talk about for years to come. He then said we had time for one more game and since the audience had seen most of the arcade he sought suggestions for our last game.

When Louis turned to me I could see his mile wide smile as he read their suggestion to me. “So Princess, I’m not sure I’d have picked different. The audience wants to see us on the dance floor. Dance Dance Revolution it is!”