Round 1

The words flashed quickly across the glass dome, yet somehow everyone was able to understand them perfectly.

Play begins by the first player to activate their piece, then in order until the last. On your turn roll the die and accept your fate. Failing to take your turn within a time limit will result in punishment. Attempting to quit the game will result in punishment. Breaks will be given randomly. A winner shall be declared at the end and they will receive a reality warping wish.

Miles scratched his head, "Uh...what the fuck?"

"Punishment? What kind of kinky game is this?" Andrea asked.

"Should we just put it back?" Leila wondered.

Daria shrugged, "I'm curious. Let's see. What's going to happen?" She picked up the die and rolled.

The die came to a stop. A 4. She reached for her piece but before she could touch it, the piece moved on its own. Sliding 4 tiles down to stop on a tile with an X on it. The dome flooded with words again and she read them aloud, "Restriction - Must always knock and wait for permission before entering any room, even in your own home."

Her forehead crinkled as she looked at her friends, "I don't get it."

Miles frowned, "Me either. Let's see what mine says." He rolled. A 6. Once again the piece moved on its own. His tile looked like a skull and crossbones, "Ooh. Ominous." He joked. Words formed on the dome again, "Curse - As nature intended - You cannot feel any pleasure while using any kind of contraceptive."

"Ok that's just weird." Leila said, "We should quit now."

"No way, I'm super curious now. Flip it over, are there any batteries?" Andrea asked.

Miles tried, but it seemed glued to the coffee table, "I...I can't..."

Andrea stared at it, then shrugged, "Let's see what happens then. Okay....a 3." Her pieced moved to a tile with a question mark, "Question - Would you rather never wear a bra or never wear panties?" She looked around, "Wait am I supposed to answer that? Uh, I guess I'd skip the bra. Most of the times no panties would be fine but, ya know..."

Suddenly she felt that something was terribly, terribly wrong. Without realizing what she was even doing she stood up and reached under her shirt to unhook her bra. Seconds later she'd pulled it off and held it in front of her, staring at it, "W-why'd I do that...?"

"Andrea?" Daria asked slowly.

"I'll be right back." Andrea rushed to the bathroom for some privacy. She took off her shirt and tried to put her bra back on. It didn't make sense, she just could not do it. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't make herself put it on.

Defeated she put her shirt back on and rejoined the others, "Guys...I think this game is magic."

She expected her friends to laugh, but everyone was looking rather serious, "You aren't just playing with us, are you?" David asked.

She shook her head. David gulped and rolled the die. A 5 and a picture of an angel, "Blessing - You will find a small amount of money in your pockets daily." Confused he reached into his pocket. His formerly empty pocket. He pulled out a $20 banknote. "Huh...that's...good..."

Camille rolled next, also getting a 5. "Blessing, You can always find a good parking spot. What the hell is that? I don't even drive."

"So I'm braless, he gets free money and she can park anywhere? Hardly seems fair." Andrea complained.

"I don't know that I want to roll guys..." Leila said quietly.

"I think you have to," Miles said, "It mentioned punishment..."

"Fine." Leila picked it up angrily and tossed it. She landed on 6, moved to a curse beside Miles. "Curse - Bimbo talk. You can't help but says things like "like" "OMG" "Totally" and so on."

"Oh my God, I can't imagine Leila's as a bimbo!" Miles said, rather unhelpfully. They were coworkers before they were friends and he'd always known her as rather stiff, even outside of work.

"Like, what the hell? That totally sucks!" Leila complained, "OH-EM-GEE! I'm doing it!

As much as Andrea's bra removal had convinced them, Leila's bimbo talk blew away any doubts. "What the fuck do we do?" David wondered.

"K-keep playing." Daria managed to say, "I don't want to be punished." She rolled again. A moved her onto a question tile, "Would you rather have to have someone else (another player chosen at random) make all your important decisions, or be required to roll a 6 sided die for every major life choice, where 1-3 means you are **** to choose the worst option?"

She hesitated for a bit. Andrea had answered her question, but did Daria really have to pick? What if Miles just rolled. As she had that thought the dome's words suddenly changed and started counting down

Decide!
10
9
8

"Another player!" She said quickly.

David has been assigned.

"Me? Why me?" David asked. "Don't ask me to decide your life."

"Trust me. I won't." Daria said, "Unless I have to." She added after.

Miles rolled a 3 and landed on an entirely new symbol, "What does that mean. Oh it's moving...Transformation -Bigger is better dick grows to nine inches and has no refractory period. Wait, really? Oh my God!" He could feel his cock growing longer and he self consciously covered his crotch.

"Oh my God! That's totz not fair!" Leila complained.

"What you want a big dick too?" Miles asked.

Leila stuck out her tongue, "No. But I totally don't want to talk like this!"

Andrea rolled next, "Oh a blessing. Let's see...You always feel fully rested after just 6 hours of sleep. That's...ok...good even..."

David rolled, "Restriction -Not allowed to sit with legs crossed—must keep an open, inviting posture. Guess I don't sit like that much anyway."

Camille picked up the die, "Well that sounds pretty good to me," She rolled a 5, moving to a tile with a picture of two dice on it. The words spread out across the dome, "Choose 1. Comfortably Bound. Eidetic Erotics. Pink to Think. Thigh Highs. Tail."

Camille tapped her foot. She really had to pick one of these? "Merde." She felt reasonably sure this game would actually give her a fucking tail, so that was a no. Same to being bound or anything erotic. That left pink or thigh highs..."Thigh Highs." She said eventually.

The consequence of her choice was displayed, "Whenever you wear 3 or more pieces of clothing and none of them are thigh high stockings your sex drive becomes much stronger."

As soon as she red it she felt it. A flush of arousal. Desire welling up within her. She squeezed her thighs together unconsciously and licked her lips. Damn, this was going to be hard to deal with all the time. Did she even own any thigh high stockings? She had lots of tights, but she couldn't think of any thigh highs back at her apartment.

Leila sighed as she picked up the die, she was still tempted to just run away but everyone else seemed convinced that was a bad idea. She'd stick it out, for now. She rolled a 1 and moved from a curse tile...to a curse tile, "Come on! Why me?"

The words displayed on the dome, "Gain a chastity belt that slowly makes your arousal build but blocks all orgasms. Can be removed by anyone except the wearer. Reappears after orgasm or 10 minutes without sexual intercourse. No health issues related to long term use. Orgasms become stronger the longer the belt is worn between each one."

"Holy shit," Andrea said, "Leila...you..."

Leila was stunned. A chastity belt? It wasn't like she even masturbated much, but taking that ability away was horrible. She could feel it. Cold steel wrapped around her. She put a hand just below her belly and felt the rim of it. Was this...forever?

"Like, this fucking blows!" Leila complained, "This is literally the worst thing ever. It's not like. um, I am like some kind of sex fiend or anything, but, uh...this is a basically like a total violation of my bodily autonomy!"

Nobody was going to argue with her on that point, but neither did anyone have any comforting words. Except Miles, though he didn't make things better.

"Don't worry, I'll remove it for you anytime you need." He said with a wink.

That earned him a punch in the arm, but it did break the tension enough for Daria to pick up the die once again.