Words with Fiends - 55

Liana blinked, trying to focus on the screen in front of her. She'd come to her office early in the morning to try and clear her head a little, but she wasn't having much luck. A few weeks ago she'd been single, lonely, and bored. Now, well, she was still single, but she was living with 3 smoking hot women. All 3 were gay or at least bisexual and all 3 tended to walk around in skimpy outfits, showing off their ankles like whores!

Liana shook her head. That wasn't fair. Her latest punishment, ANKLE, was a little more intense that she'd thought. Just the sight of an ankle got her motor running, she wasn't a fan of this fetish but she had little choice but to exposed over and over again. And she'd lied about it too, so she couldn't just come clean and beg them all to cover up. Now that they could, at least Sienna couldn't.

She looked back at her screen and minimized her work. Then she brought up her 'other' research. The research into the origins of Words with Fiends. She'd found someone claiming to have played a magical version of monopoly, with a lot of similar effects, but that had hit a dead end. The person now refused to talk to her because Liana had said that someone named Kat couldn't possibly be that special. She'd also found rumors of a store called Celestial Delights that seemed to sell magical objects and then disappear, but there was never anything concrete, just posts of message boards.

Hours and hours of research, all with nothing to show. They might be the only ones playing this twisted game, and there was no way out until the Fiends let them go.

Her phone buzzed. She glanced at the time, 4:46 am. Who would text her this early? She grabbed her phone and flipped it over, then sighed loudly. Of course, of course it was the Fiends.

"What? No way am I giving you my body! And how could I trust that you aren't lying?" Liana shouted.

It was a poor provocation, but the carrot was big enough for her. She craved that knowledge and so without really thinking of the consequences, she accepted the duel.

She was no longer being tricked by SQUARES to go straight for PW tiles, but she did so anyway. Any punishment would be worth gaining that knowledge and avoiding possession. Unfortunately she lacked the impact of high value letters, but she managed to get 36 points with TEMPT.

It worked well for her, because LEVAITHAN was only able to play CALXES for 30 points. It left the other PW tiles open, and Liana wasn't about to ignore the chance to build her lead. She didn't hesitate to play CHAFE for 52 points, giving her a comfortable lead.

Unfortunately LEVAITHAN didn't ignore the PW tile a second time in a row, playing TZARS for 56 points. Liana still had a 2 point lead, but it was no longer comfortable. She had picked up the Q, but she had no U or anywhere she could use it. She ended up having to play ROBE off of CHAFE for just 24 points. She crossed her fingers hoping Leviathan wouldn't have anything good.

SNAKE. On the triple for 27 points. Going into the final turn Liana was down by a single point. She bit her lip. There was one PW tile left, above the E in SNAKE. What are the odds that LEVIATHAN wouldn't be able to make a 5 letter word ending in E? She had no choice. She had to take the PW tile to prevent her opponent from getting it. Doing so would seal her win, she was sure of it. Unfortunately the still didn't have a U, so her Q was useless. She played BRIDE, for 24 points and a 23 point lead.

She waited, watching the timer tick down. LEVIATHAN was actually thinking? Was this a good sign. Finally it played. JEANS, on the double word. 24 points. She'd lost, by a single point.

"N-" She started to protest but suddenly she lost the ability to control her own body. Her body suddenly stretched out, then brought her hands in to grope herself, "I really did a good job designing these boobs, didn't I? Very heavy!" Her hands hefted one breast and then the other, "Oh right, I should pick a punishment for you? For us?"

Liana screamed, but nothing came out. She was trapped. A prisoner in her own body.

"Oh relax will you," Her own mouth betrayed her, "I'm not evil! You might think being a Fiend that I'm the devil or something, but really I'm just trying to have some fun. I'm not going to ruin your life or anything. Now shall we check out your punishments?"

Leviathan tapped the app and brought up the PW tile punishments.

TEMPT - You will feel a strong urge to offer sex to people you talk to

CHAFE - Your nipples are extremely sensitive to fabrics making it difficult to wear a bra, or anything over them at all

BRIDE - You can only wear white

That last one wouldn't have been much of a problem, if Liana had come to work wearing white. Leviathan stood up and started stripping.

"Oh wow, that's an odd sensation!" Leviathan said with a giggle, "Losing control of your body. My borrowed body of course, but I'm still bound by its punishments. Well, like I said, I'm not going to ruin your life. I'll get you dressed in a moment. Let's check your punishment options for losing."

JEANS

SNAKE

Make BARIUM Permanent

Liana screamed in her mind to pick JEANS, it sounded the safest.

Leviathan laughed, "I can hear you you know, but no. We're picking this..." The Fiend tapped the option Liana wanted least of all. Permanent. They were permanent now.

"Now let's get dressed." Leviathan got up and walked to her office door. Liana knew it was early and there would be few people around, but Leviathan didn't even attempt to cover up as it opened the door as stepped outside. They walked down the hall and eventually ducked into one of the laboratories in this building. They found a labcoat and put it on, but as it started to button it up it stopped, "Wow, your nipples really are too sensitive. This is better." It unbuttoned the coat and let it slide open.

There was a noise behind them and they spun around, "H-hello? Is anyone there?" A male voice whispered.

Leviathan walked towards the noise, not bothering to pull the lab coat shut, "Hi, it's just me!" Leviathan turned a corner and they saw a man standing there. His jaw fell open as he saw Liana's tits, and he visibly struggled to lift his gaze, "Do you want to fuck?"

"P-pardon me?" He was shocked, but the power of the Fiends took over, "You must let 10 men grope you."

Leviathan laughed, "Wow, that is hard to resist, isn't it? And what a wonderful quota! Would you be my first?"

"F-first what?" He asked.

Leviathan stepped closer, "To grope me of course. I'm normally a lesbian but I'm feeling rather...open...right now. Go ahead," It grabbed his hand and lifted it up, "Grope me. I insist."

The man's hand closed around Liana's tit. Despite the lack of control over her own body, she could still feel it. Feel a man's hand on her breast. She hated that feeling, and she hated the accompanying relief in making progress on her quota. It seemed like she wasn't really separate from Leviathan at all.

Leviathan giggled, "Well that was lovely, but I should get going. I need to find 9 more men after all," It winked at him, "Sorry, but I do need to borrow this coat. White does look good on me, doesn't it?"

"Y-yes..." He said dumbly.

Leviathan smirked, then turned and walked away. Liana couldn't do anything but watch. Just 7 hours and 49 minutes remaining.