(Originally written by: Calvin)
I was once a normal business man, who was trying to make a living in the pharmaceuticals world. It took me a while to realize that I wasn’t cut out for that particular field. As I came to that realization, I started getting very depressed. My love life was not going anywhere, and I was getting very bored with life. Eventually, I broke down and quit my job. I tried joining the Marines, but was rejected. I won’t go into detail, but thru some rather remarkable circumstances, I met a magician who decided to help me out. He told me that I had some potential as a procurer of the black arts. At first I didn't believe him, but he showed me some of his skills. I was so impressed that I offered to be his apprentice, and so my life truly began.
He taught me over the next ten years, and I learned at a pace that the magical community hadn't seen since the Renaissance. I was especially good at the making of magical items and the manipulation of flesh. This proved to be my specialty later on in my training. I'd seen all sorts of people in my life. I wanted to help those that were in need, and punish those who took advantage of other people. This was the start of my plan to really make a difference with my life. I have also started to enjoy putting people into situations that challenge them and force them to grow. This has undoubtedly given me great pleasure. This story is an example of one of my little manipulation games.
Back in 2003, I recall a very odd group of friends who were going to have a party. I say they were odd, because they all had so little in common. There were of course reasons for this, namely that they had been friends since elementary school and somehow had kept their friendship going. Let me tell you a little about each of them.
Katy was one of those girls who broke every man's heart. She was a real tyrant to have as a girlfriend. But if a guy wasn’t careful her flirting would drive him into asking her out. Of course, she hadn't dated every guy in the school; her school was much too big for that, and there are enough men of adequate intelligence to realize that she would be a mistake. Katy was a fairly shallow girl, always seeking material wealth and wanting to use anyone that she could. It wasn't too difficult for her. She had charm, and she had looks. Katy was one of those blonds who gave those of her hair color their reputation.
Caleb was the fifth member of this little group. He was tall and stocky with dark brown hair and a cute face. Caleb was a bit of a geek at school, but he also found plenty of time to use the schools weight room, so that balanced him out a bit. Caleb was soft spoken most of the time. Although once you got to know him you would soon realize that a lot went on in that head of his. Caleb didn’t have a girlfriend at the moment, so he spent most of his time working at his dad’s drive in Movie Theater. He might have thought it a little strange that he was the only guy invited to this get together, if he hadn’t grown up with four sisters.
Then there was Jacky. She was a girl of good looks, and was always able to keep her cool. In fact, cool was probably the best description of her. She was so cool that she was seemingly not there, blending into the background. Her shyness was very odd, since she was quite out-going when she was out with her friends. Her love-life was non-existent, because most of the guys that she found attractive were not the gang members who assumed that because of her skin color, she was a gangster herself. She liked the nice guys who could carry on a good conversation and a solid friendship. They never approached her though, due to her shyness.
Cindy was an odd duck. She was into vampires and other gothic things. Her general style was that of black garb and loose clothes. She was sort of shy, because she held a bit of a dark secret. She dated men, but she could never find any of them interesting, even those of her own style. Cindy was always just into friendship with guys, treating them as if they could only exist as people to talk to. Deep down, Cindy was struggling with her identity. She knew that she was a lesbian, but she also knew that she wanted to be accepted. "Maybe when I go to college next year, I'll experiment," she always thought to herself. All she could do was daydream of her lovely, delicate, Chinese body rocking in rhythm with another woman's.
Jennifer was a different enigma. She was always on the offensive. All that she wanted was control. Her basic instinct seemed to be to destroy the reputations of others to make sure of her own. In her senior year, she was only looking to leave a legacy. She was determined to leave one, and she wanted the school to remember it, because when she left, all of the student organizations would be left without leadership. With men, she felt that they were pets to boss around. That was why she was always in the singles slot. Her natural charm wasn't as great as Katy’s and neither was her body. She was on the short end and wasn't exactly skinny. That's not to say that she was fat, either. She just had a frame that said "not skinny."
The last member of this little gathering was Marla. She was a tall sandy blonde, who made most men feel a little short. She was reserved around most people, but went all out for any kind of competition or sport. She was planning on attending an art school after she graduated high school. Marla was an only child, but didn’t have the characteristic snobbishness that usually came with being an only child. Marla had just broken up with her boyfriend so she definitely did not want any male attention at the moment. Most of the time you could find her with her nose buried in a book, or maybe playing video games on her computer.
Well, these six, as I had mentioned earlier were going to have a little party before their spring break, since Katy and Cindy were both going on vacation. They all met at Jennifer's house, since her parents were away on an anniversary vacation. She and her friends had the house all to themselves. They were going to just have some good, old-fashioned fun.
For a while, they all talked and snacked. They laughed, and told stories on each other. They had a good time. Eventually, though, they got bored. Jennifer opted that they go and play a board game, so they went to her game room.
Jennifer's parents were very wealthy, and the game room showed. There was a large set of work out equipment and a nice card table. Bean bags and recliners were scattered about the room. There was an entertainment center of excellent quality and a small hot tub in the corner of the room as well.
Three of the girls went to the game closet and began searching for their game. They bypassed all of the classic game choices, Risk, Monopoly, and Trivial Pursuit. Then they saw it. All of their faces lit up into stupid grins. It was called “The Sex Game”. They all looked at each other and broke into hysterical laughter. This was definitely worth investigating they decided. They took the box over to the center of the room where some beanbags littered the floor and began to appease their curiosity by opening the box.
They all peered over her shoulder as Jennifer removed the lid. When she did, the room filled with dazzling lights. All six collapsed into the bean bags to observe the strange occurrences. The lights streamed about the room, and the various objects in the room began to transform. The exercise area turned into an odd assortment of chains, sexual toys, and restraining devices. The entertainment center transformed itself into a stage complete with a stripper pole. The bean bag chairs all changed their colors to pink and changed into a silky texture. Some of the lights became candles, and many of the pictures on the wall morphed into photos of people having really kinky sex.
Jennifer was freaked out, and immediately raced to the door to try and open it. But try as she might, it held fast. All six of the young people tried to force the door down, but it didn't seem to budge in the least. It seemed that for the moment they were trapped. After some slight discussion they decided that they should further investigate the game, since it seemed to have caused all of this.
They took the game board out and set it on the floor. It was very odd, and looked to be quite old. In the middle of the board there was a sort of globe with spiraling pink and purple waves all lazily dancing about it. There was a starting position and a finish at either end of the base of the strange hemisphere. The path connecting the two was a twisted set of tiles that seemed to take the longest possible route. Each tile had an odd Chinese-looking symbol in it.
When they looked in the box they found various little ivory figurines that seemed to be neither male nor female. Each grabbed one to see what they were. As they did, each one took on the appearance of the one holding it. The group stared in wonder at them for a moment. But all of a sudden, the game board spoke, "Well, are you going to play with yourselves all day long, or are you going to start playing the game?"
They all looked at each other once again and one by one, they put their pieces onto the board. The pieces stood there in their nakedness and waited for the game to begin.
"Good, six players, 5 females and one male," the game said. "To begin, let's have a question and answer session. If you tell the truth, you get to roll the dice and move your piece. If you lie, you must take a dare that I will pick. If you fail to take the dare, I then get to do with you as I see fit. Which will probably be worse than the dare would have been. Let us begin with you, Katy”
“How many times a day do you masturbate?"
Katy was surprised by the abruptness of the question. She would have immediately slapped any person who asked her something so private, but didn’t know how to respond to this voice coming out of the game box. She nervously answered, "I don't. That's so nasty."
"You liar! You finger yourself at least twice a day. For that I dare you to take off your pajama bottoms and masturbate to orgasm here and now in front of everyone. If you need additional stimulation, just touch the hemisphere."
