Vivi's App Part 3

Olivia couldn't look away. Lisa was just going to town, totally ignoring everyone. Including her poor husband, who looked aroused and mortified all at the same time. Well, better her than me.

"Number 7, give me the world's largest diamond." James suddenly said.

Olivia snapped her head to look at him, "Seriously? Do any of us look like billionaires?"

James shrugged, "I wanted to see if it could create items too. Uh...who is number 7?" Olivia looked around the table, nobody was moving. Then she looked at Lisa and Greg, it must be one of them.

Greg glared at them, "I'm not even going to check. I don't feel some compulsion to run out and rob somebody so it can't be me."

James looked down at his phone, "Oh. It says invalid command, forfeit turn. I guess you can't just create objects."

"No, just tits apparently." Olivia said, looking at Maria. Maria covered her chest with her hands and looked away.

They all waited, and waited. Nobody else was making a command? "Who the fuck is the King?" Olivia asked. Lisa finally came, loudly, Greg was trying to shield her body from their gaze but nobody could mistake those moans. Oliva snorted, "At least someone's enjoying herself."

"Fuck off." Greg said. Then her turned to Lisa, "Are you ok honey?"

Lisa sat up and took a second to catch her breath, "Yeah...that was...intense...I think you're right. We should quit."

"We can't delete the app. I guess we just ignore it."

"Ok." Lisa agreed.

All the phones buzzed. Olivia looked down at hers, "Ha!" She said, pointing at Greg, "Lisa was the King. She gets a punishment for not issuing a command."

Greg gulped, "What is it?"

"Not telling." Olivia said, sticking out her tongue.

"Her number is visible to all of us, yourself include I imagine Greg." Maria said.

"Don't worry Lisa, it's not all bad. Let's see..." Diana took a moment to think, "I got it. Number 1 reduce your physical age to 24."

"Huh?" Lisa said. There was a subtle shift as her body turned back time. Her skin got smooth, her tits perked up. She looked healthier, happier, "Whoa! I'm 24 again!"

"What? I gotta get some of that!" Amber said. "I'm number 7. Come on King, hit me!"

Again nobody seemed to be moving. Olivia looked at Greg, "Buddy, it's gotta be you. Just give an order."

"Fine, you want an order?" Greg said, "Number 3 quit the game. Don't try to give any more orders."

"What?" Ethan said, "You can't...oh...you can't."

Olivia's phone buzzed again. She laughed, "Ha! Loser. It says you can't prevent others from playing, so now we know your number too!'

"Ok Olivia, I'm coming for you again!" Chloe said, "I know Greg and Lisa...Amber what number are you?"

"Huh? I'm 3. Are you going to make me young?"

"So that's 3 numbers gone...ok. Number 4 never cover your chest again!"

"Ugh!" Ethan complained as he suddenly removed his shirt, "Again? Chloe what the fuck?"

"Shit, I was hoping to get Olivia with that."

Olivia laughed, "Wow. That's how it is huh?" Olivia looked down, "Oh, it's my turn again. How lucky. Let's see...Number 8...eat me out."

"WHAT?" Greg yelled, jumping up.

Lisa got up too, and walked over to Olivia. Olivia winked at Greg as Lisa got down on her knees. "Sorry bud, but she just got me really fired up with those moans earlier."

"Olivia, that's too far." Maria said.

Olivia lifted her hips to get her panties off then looked at Maria, "Really? Well feel free to stop her if you want. I'm sure the game will love that. Or you Greg, want to use **** on me?"

Lisa put her hands on Olivia's thighs and moved in. Oliva kept her gaze focused on Greg, sure he was about to do something stupid. Instead he sat down, "No. No ****. But just know, you've made an enemy out of me."

"Oh no, so sca-oooh!" Olivia closed her eyes and Lisa started to lick. Wow, she's good. She looked at Greg again, "She's good at this, are you sure you don't have a pussy Greg?" Greg just seethed and said nothing. Olivia just closed her eyes and let Lisa push her over the edge. She wasn't lying, Lisa really was good at this. It couldn't have been her first time, unless the game itself provided the skill. Either way it only took a few minutes for Olivia to cum, gripping the chair tightly as Lisa brought her over the edge.

Lisa stood up, then slapped Olivia across the face, "You bitch."

Olivia was shocked, she hadn't expected that at all. Well, maybe she should have. She stuck her tongue out at Lisa, "Yeah, so what?"

"Lisa..." Maria said quietly, "Another punishment. Your number is permanently visible now..."

"Babe, what's your number?" Robert asked Amber, drawing the conversation away from Olivia. "Alright, number 1 transform your body to what you looked like at 19, except give yourself G cup tits."

Amber's body shifted, even more dramatically than Lisa's. She'd started off older, so the age regression was more dramatic. But the tits...Olivia's eyes budged out as she watched the other woman's chest explode out.

"Whoa..." Amber said, groping herself, "Thanks babe!"

Olivia tapped the table, trying to think. There was so much this game could do...she'd messed up. She wanted to change herself. Bigger tits sure, just a little, not Amber sized, but she could make herself a model. No, a genius. No, a genius model. Except she'd pretty much pissed everyone off. She couldn't trust anybody at this point, if she gave out her number she'd probably end up like Lisa, or worse. Shit. Why'd she let her pussy do all the talking? Oh well, she had a feeling she'd turn things around before the end.