Round 10 Continues (5)

The nameless girl rolled a 6 and her token moved to the corner, a challenge, "Oookay...it says Random opponent...Miss Nat. Seduction Challenge. We will be assigned a random player to seduce. Whoever turns them on more in 60 seconds wins. The target can't move."

Nat bit her lip. This could go either way. Surely she'd have the advantage with Rachel or Eliza. With the others...well at long as it wasn't Oliver...

"And it's Master!" She said, squealing and bouncing her tits all around.

"Oh dear..." Nat gulped and looked over at Oliver. She frowned, "What did I tell you? Please don't have such impure thoughts about me." Her appraising eyes should have been a boon, after all she knew exactly HOW to seduce Oliver right now. The only trouble was it hadn't made her attracted to men and she just...couldn't.

"Isn't that the idea?" Oliver said.

The nude girl giggled, "I'm first Master. Ok you just sit tight and...oh fuck. I can't initiate physical contact...and I can't even stand up..."

Wait, did Nat actually have a chance?

The nude girl resorted to shaking her tits and fingering herself while moaning loudly. Oliver's cock twitched appreciatively, but he gave no indication otherwise.

Then her turn was over. Nat gulped and stood in front of Oliver. She briefly glanced at his cock and cringed, "Gross dude..." Then she sighed and pulled up her shirt, flashing her tits. "Just...look ok." She tried bouncing a little, but had no enthusiasm.

It wasn't surprising when the girl read the card, "The winner is me! Fuck yeah! My prize is a positive upgrade to one of my transformations at random. It's Animalistic pleasure+ Pleasure is dramatically enhanced when being fucked "doggy style". That's fucking awesome, now Master can take me anyway he wants!"

Nat sighed and picked up a card that shot up for her, "My punishment is a negative upgrade to one of my transformations at random. The written truth+ Anything written about Nat, on her boobs, becomes real (some exceptions apply). The words will transform into a tattoo that cannot be washed off and will only disappear when crossed out. Nat cannot write on her own boobs or cross out words. She must always have one thing written on her and cannot refuse anyone's request to write," Nat sighed, "Oh wow… that’s, like, a lot to take in. What do they even mean by ‘exceptions apply,’ anyway? That sounds super vague and kinda sketchy, don’t you think?"

"El thinks it means can not write man or male, etc." Eliza said.

Nat nodded, "Ugh, right. This ridiculous game just wants me to, like, totally embrace all the changes it shoved on me—and now it’s just looking for even more ways to mess with me!"

"Oh yes! I'm going to have so much fun with your tits!" Rachel said, "I can even moo picture it now. I'm going to moo you to moo moo moo."

"Damn it Rachel, we'll never finish the game at this rate." Oliver complained.

"El is on it!" Eliza said cheerfully.

"Oh wow that's...impressive?" Lakshmi offered. She found herself unable to say what she really felt to Eliza. "It isn't her turn, right?

It was Lina's turn so she rolled next. A one, the dice tile. She picked up her card and read it, "Milk Spurt. Randomly, up to 7 times per week, your breasts will suddenly start leaking milk. Over the span of 10 minutes you will produce 1L in volume."

"That's....super weird right?" Lakshmi said.

"No, it's not. Rachel makes way more than that." Oliver said.

"Oh she does?" Lakshmi knew that, but struggled to communicate that clearly, "Is it my turn? Oh no, is that card for me? It's the result of my BOB? It says with 48% the winner is Porn Programmer - Lakshmi will remain a Software Engineer, but she won't keep her current job. She'll feel the need to be contributing to the sex lives of the world. Whether it's developing an AI girlfriend, writing firmware for Bluetooth sextoys, or building porn games she'll be happy as long as her code will help someone else get off."

"That's...not as bad as it could have been." Oliver said, "At least you keep your title."

Lakshmi nodded, "I can keep my job too? At least until I find a better opportunity I think? I am not disappointed, am I?" She wasn't, after all the game had already changed her ambition. She didn't have to quit her job, but she would soon enough. As soon as she found something better. Or barring that, she'd start her own company making porn games or something. "I still have to roll, don't I?" She picked it up and tossed it.

It landed on a 1 and her token moved to a question tile. She picked it up, "Would you rather be forbidden to speak to anyone of the opposite sex unless explicitly permitted by Oliver (1 point) — or be unable to speak to anyone of the same sex unless explicitly permitted by Lina (10 points)? Why is Lina's option so much more?"

"Well, it’s probably because Oliver’s, like, a total yes without even thinking, and Lina? She’d just say no by default." Nat suggested.

Lakshmi bit her lip, "I would like to win this game, right? So...um...Lina?"

Lina gave her a thumbs up and Lakshmi suddenly recalled the other woman couldn't speak half the time. She sighed and looked at Oliver, "At least I can talk to you, right?"

Oliver nodded, "It's my turn then. Question...would you rather never be able to physically touch another person again or be compelled to hug whenever you greet someone? Oh, that's easy. I have that skinship winship thing so hugging people won't seem strange to anyone. I guess I'm a hugger now.

Nat sighed. She knew what was coming next. Sure enough, a card shot up, "It's the result of my intelligence vote and...oh no. A tie. With 33% each its Mind your Master and Bust for Brains...they'll be combined so as to not interfere with each other

"Bust for Brains/Mind your Master- The larger Nat's tits, the smarter she is. Ranging from Airheaded A Cup to Genius G's and beyond. Nat is stuck obeying anyone holding her chain, not to mention all men. Her obedience is so powerful it can rewrite her brain. Those in command of her can adjust her memory or knowledge at will. For example if a man told her to become fluent in Cantonese or to know where he left his wallet that knowledge would magically appear (some limits apply). Fair warning, depending on the size of her chest she might not be able to make use of that knowledge."

"That's...incredible..." Oliver said, "Nat become fluent in French and forget English."

"Haha, c'est très drôle. Pourrais-tu me retransformer?" Nat asked.

"Fine. Remember English. You can keep the French, why not eh?"

"Merci you big jerk. I'm not some kind of experiment you know."

Rachel had returned to normal after Eliza's hard work, just in time for Nat's reveal. She grinned, "Oh, we are going to have SO MUCH FUN!"

Nat rolled her eyes, "Fantastique."

"This is perfect. Now I have the perfect excuse not to let you go back to a flat chest. You'd be too dumb!"

"Haha, oh Oliver, sweetie, would you pretty please bless me with the knowledge to totally kick her butt?"

Oliver sighed, "Not getting involved. Besides even if I made you some kind of martial arts genius aren't you, well, totally weak?"

Nat put her hands on her hips, "Well...um...ok. Fine," She sighed and touched her chest, "I suppose having these aren't so bad..."

"Those are too small, I will fix them later." Rachel said confidently.

Nat frown and let go of her chest, "I'm sure you will..."