Truth or Dare

Welcome to my altered story about "Truth or Dare", where I let my imagination run wild and try to imagine "What if?". I've already written a few chapters, so if you're interested in reading my porn version of the 2018 movie adaptation "Truth or Dare", please, don't feel pressured :-)

I'm using the script that was used for the movie so I can roughly stick to the original and not have to type everything out. But I think the further I get into the story, the more I'll stray from Script...

Tags in this chapter: truth or dare, mindcontrol, lesbian, kissing, kiss

The night air was thick with the promise of adventure as Olivia found herself at the bar of an outdoor club, the anticipation of a drink on her lips. Suddenly, she felt an unwelcome hand on her waist and spun around to face Ronnie, a drunk frat loser whose presence instantly soured her mood.

"Ronnie? What are you doing here?" She asked, masking her irritation with a thin veneer of politeness.

"Same thing as everyone else," he slurred, leaning in closer. "To get drunk off my ass and get some ass. Care to help with both?"

She recoiled in disgust. "No, thanks."

Ronnie smirked. "Where's Markie? Aren't you two joined at the hip? Wanna get a little menage a trois going?"

Before she could respond, a smooth voice cut through the tension. "I'm surprised she hasn't punched you in the face yet. Guess she's nicer than I am."

She turned to see a joung man, a handsome American student, his features etched with amusement and a hint of disdain for Ronnie's behavior.

Ronnie puffed out his chest. "How bout I punch you in the face instead?"

He didn't even blink. "Wouldn't be the worst thing that's happened to me."

The two locked eyes for a tense moment before Ronnie ultimately backed down, skulking away. He then turned his attention to Olivia, offering a drink and a smile that seemed genuine. "Tell me to piss off whenever you want."

She couldn't help but feel drawn to him, his charm a beacon in the cacophony of the club.

"I'm Carter", he told her. "I'm Olivia", she replayed.

As the night wound down, Olivias friends were to end their last night of freedom in Mexico. That's when Carter made his intriguing suggestion.

"I know a place, a bit of a hike but the view is incredible."

His proposal piqued their curiosity and soon they were following him on a moonlit trek beyond the beach, through a rusted fence, and into a place that felt suspended in time - an abandoned Spanish church perched on the cliffs overlooking the ocean.

The church stood as a relic of beauty and decay, its eerie ambiance a stark contrast to the party atmosphere they created within its crumbling walls. The music blared from speakers as we drank and danced, the ocean's roar seeming to echo their youthful defiance of anything but living in the moment.

The place was breathtaking but also creepy as hell, like a vampire's lair according to her friend Brad. As Carter set up speakers and a cooler, Ronnie had followed them there too, looking to crash the party. Olivia was exploring the antechamber alone when he jumped out and scared her.

"You followed us? What the hell Ronnie?" Olivia said surprised, but also a bit scared.

"Like I'd miss a party!" he laughed obnoxiously.

Olivia rejoined her friends as Carter suggested they play a game of Truth or Dare to liven things up.

Olivias heart raced as the dares escalated from harmless fun to shocking acts - friends making out, Ronnie chugging an entire bottle of tequila, Lucas streaking nude through the church. Each truth seemed to cut deeper than the last, culminating in Carter's turn.

"What are your intentions with our sweet Olivia?" Penelope asked with a sly grin.

Carter paused for an unsettling moment before responding. "You want to know my intentions? I wanted to trick Olivia into getting all of you to play this game. Because I'm okay with strangers dying if I get to live."

A stunned silence fell over them as they processed his chilling confession. Carter looked at Olivia with an eerie calm.

"I'm sorry, but you should have told me to piss off. The game is real - tell the truth or you die. Do the dare or you die. Refuse to play and you die. Now you're all in it."

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving them in stunned turmoil. Olivia quickly followed after him, for answers.

"Hey! What the hell is going on?" She demanded, grabbing his arm.

Carter stopped and turned to face her, his expression one of cold pity. "Look, I know it sounds insane. But the game has been passed to me and now I've passed it to your group against your will. Just follow the rules or it will find you, wherever you go."

His words sent a chill down Olivias spine. As much as she wanted to believe this was some sort of prank, his dead-serious demeanor suggested a terrifying reality. I watched in shock as Carter disappeared down the dimly lit hallway.

When Olivia turned back to rejoin her friends, they were't there. Only when she turned around she could have sworn she saw a completely nude, warped and demonic reflection of them for just a split second before it returned to normal.

The fear must have been visible her face when Lucas approached her. "You okay? We should probably go."

Olivia nodded weakly. "Yeah...I'm fine."

Markie chimed in, sensing the unease. "None of us wanted to come here anyway."