The boardgame begins

Eliza took it upon herself to read the rules and explain them to the others. She was a teacher after all. Inside the box they found a board with squares along the edges, with various symbols on each square. The centre of the board held a raised box with a small slit in the middle of it. There were also 6 tokens, identical except for the colour, a 6 sided die, and a small pamphlet. Eliza picked up the paper and read it out.

"Starting with the youngest player we take turns rolling the dice and moving around the board. When you land you will have to resolve the action corresponding to the symbol on the square you land on. Looks like...there are BOB spaces, CG, Dice, Restrictions, Treasures, Questions, Gatcha and Challenges...whatever all those are. Once the game begins we can't stop until a winner is declared, but we're allowed to break after each 1/2 revolution of the board...the winner is the first to collection 100 points and earns...a reality shaking wish...wow this game is laying it on a little thick...ok it doesn't give a lot of explanation beyond that. Probably best to just start playing and figure it out from there?" Eliza saw the others nodding, "Then Oliver's the youngest, isn't he?"

"That's right. All you old farts can just wait your turn."

Rachel put her hands on her hips, "Kids these days. No respect for their elders."

Eliza laughed. At 31 Rachel was the oldest, but really there wasn't that much difference between her and 29 year old Oliver.

Oliver picked out a token and set it on the start, "Here goes." He tossed the dice. He rolled a 2 and went to pick up his piece, but it suddenly moved on its own. It stopped on a tile with a question mark on it, and then there was a clinking noise and a card rose up through the slit in the middle of the board. "Huh...magnets? Weird." He reached out and picked up the card, "It says...Would you rather be cursed to always tell the truth, no matter how awkward or damaging the truth may be (1 point), or always be compelled to lie, no matter how hurtful or pointless the lie is? (5 points)" Oliver shrugged, "Well if I wanted the 'reality shaking wish' the second would be best, but I'll stick with the honesty. Always lying sounds really annoying. "

Nathan smirked, "So if you are honest want to admit you bought the Porsche just to show me up?"

Oliver smiled, "I bought to show off before our trip," His smile faltered, "I mean I bought it to show off, yeah..." He scratched his head, "No I mean I didn't...not buy it to show off..."

Nathan just laughed, "Aw I'm just teasing. I guess it's my turn?" Nathan picked up the dice and rolled a 3. Again his token moved all on it's own, stopping on a tile with the letters 'CG'. Nathan picked up the card and read it, "Pants on fire, lying results in a random piece of clothing suddenly feeling like it's on fire (1 point). Wow this game really has a thing for lying, huh?"

Oliver looked at Nathan, out for ****, "So you aren't jealous of my ride at all?"

"Not at all." Nathan said without hesitation. His face suddenly contorted like he was in pain. Suddenly he stood up and pulled his pants down, "AH!" He stepped out of his pants and kicked them away, "What the fuck?"

"Fuck dude, put your pants back on." Dylan said, laughing.

Eliza bit her lip and looked at Rachel, was Nathan just joking around?

"I'm serious guys, it felt like my pants were on fire!"

Rachel thought it was just joking, "Good one. This game is a little strange huh?" She picked up the dice and rolled a 6. Once again it moved on it on, to another GG space. She picked up her card and read it, "Cold Front - Permanently erect nipples with heightened sensitivity (1 point)," Rachel turned to Eliza and winked, "Sounds fun, huh babe?"

Eliza blushed, "Yes..." She agreed quietly. She picked up the dice next and rolled a 2, joining Oliver on the question tile. She picked up her card and read it, "Would you rather have every intimate detail of your sexual history made public(2 points), or become unable to ever feel sexual attraction to anyone, no matter the situation? (10 points)" It was a stupid question, but the answer was easy. Never feel attraction? That would be horrible. "Sexual history made public."

Dylan picked up the dice next, "Alright. My turn...big 6! Let's see it says...Rapunzel, Rapunzel Hair gradually grows 5 inches a day (stops at 50 ft) and hair color turns more blonde each day (1 point). Blonde? No thanks, I prefer my natural red."

"Ya, I love your hair," Lina agreed, "Fuck blondes. No offense Oliver."

"None taken." Oliver said with a wink.

Lina picked up the dice and rolled a 1. This tile looked like a slot machine. She picked up her card and read it, "Blonde, feel the need to make your hair blond and grow it as long as possible (2 points)...huh..." Lina shook herself, "You know I always thought Asians who went blonde looked dumb...but I can see the appeal."

"You're not serious, your messing with me." Dylan said.

Lina shrugged, "Uh...ya...just messing around."

"Ok my turn again," Oliver said picking up the dice, "1. Oh well. It's another CG, whatever that means. You will give head to the first man or woman they see upon waking up in the morning and both parties will see this as a completely normal action (1 point)," Oliver set down the card, "This...this game is really weird."

Nathan shook his head, "I think...I think this game is magic. I know you all think I'm messing with you, but my pants really felt like they were on fire..."

"Haha, very funny," Dylan said, "Maybe you're just drunk? Just take your turn, I'm curious if this game gets more fun."

"Fine, you'll see," Nathan said. He rolled a 4 and moved to a tile that looked like a pair of dice. Unlike the previous rolls, this time 4 cards slide out of the centre, "Ugh...these pictures are..." He shook his head, "It says to pick 1 to keep. I don't want any of these just based on the titles, it doesn't say what they actually do...lactation, unfiltered, queen of spades, or syllable limit. I guess...syllable limit for 2 points. Oh...fuck that's weird. As soon as I picked it the card changed, that's impossible..."

"Ok stop fooling around and just read it." Dylan said.

"It says I can no longer understand words longer than 5 syllables."

"Unbelievable." Rachel mocked.

Nathan stared at her with a confused look, "Uh...what did you just say?"

Rachel sat back, "Oh I just paid you a compliment."

Nathan scratched his head, "Did you? I...I'm so confused..."

"Whatever man, my turn," Rachel rolled, "You will orgasms if anyone takes a picture of you (1 point). Ha, if only it was that easy."

"Wait, I can prove this is magical now," Nathan pulled outt his phone and aimed it at Rachel. There was a click and suddenly Rachel gasped and clutched Eliza's hand.

"Wha....no. No way. Impossible." Rachel said.

Eliza looked at her, "Rach...you...you're just joking right?"

"No...I mean...it's gotta be...it's like...psychosomatic..."

"Uh Eliza..." Nathan said, "I got an email a few minutes ago..."

"Ok?" Eliza said. Nathan stood up and passed her his phone. She took it and looked at the screen. He'd loaded a webpage. A large header at the top read Eliza Price's Sexual History. At the top she saw an entry timestamped from this morning...Rachel Fournier fingered Eliza in the shower to 2 orgasms. Panic took over as she scrolled down. It appeared to be a complete history of everything sexual she'd ever done. It didn't just say what she'd done and when, but even things like, 'Masturbating to a Christina Aguilera video' or 'Erotic dream involving her French Professor'. She shook her head, "No...impossible..."

"Fuck...are you guys serious?" Dylan still didn't believe, but she'd had enough, "That's it. We should just quit. It's getting late anyway, why don't we all get to bed..."

Eliza looked at Rachel and nodded, "Yes...we need to stop this now..."

Somehow she worried it wouldn't be so simple...