(Originally written by: LGV)
"Oh dear, this isn't good. It seems you've landed on body piercings, Marla. If you're cousin choose poorly, you could pop!" the game said with a nervous tone.
"You mean I could die?" Marla said, her voice straining to speak. The poor girl had never felt so bloated in her life; even simple moving her tongue made the rest of her body feel like it was going to rip open and explode at any second. Strangely enough, the thought kind of turned her on. Yes, she would die, but just imaging the pressure release caused her pussy to stir and throb in anticipation.
"I'm afraid so. It's just the risk of such a unpredictable game. Though I shouldn't have to tell you that, considering your friends are still stewing about in your gut..."
The ringing of a cellphone ripped through the room before Marla could respond. The sound was coming from the television; evidently, it seemed that Lindsey had received a call. Lifting the thing to her ear, she began to speak.
"Hey, what's up Abby?" she began
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"Huh, piercings? Today?"
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"Holy crap, that cheap?"
Marla stared on. She was not privy to the other side of the conversation, but she could tell from Lindsey's tone that the girl was inching closer to getting the metal. She could only hope that her cousin would accept.
"You know," Lindsey began...
