"Ooh, is it my turn again?" Steve asked, reaching for the die. Jon crossed her fingers and willed bad luck at him. Steve was in the lead, and Jon considered him the least-likely to turn her back if he won. The jock tossed the die, and it settled on an 11. Jon swore under her breath, but not quietly enough that Steve didn't overhear and flash her a grin as he picked up his card.
"One increase deserves another" he read. "All male players gain increased stamina to last longer." Steve smirked, and then boasted "not that I need it but I'm sure Biff will be happy to hear that."
"Hey, bite me, buddy," his friend laughed. "Let's see you get hit with that horny-card, and see how you like it."
Jon tuned both of them out, unconsciously licking her lips as her new addiction forced the unwelcome thought through her head at how much longer that would make getting some cum taste. She shook her head to dislodge the disgusting thought, brushed her brown hair out of her eyes, and rolled. A 2. She swore again. Before this round, she'd only been a few spaces from the lead, and now she was well behind. She stared for a moment at the confusing spiral of spaces on the board, trying to make out how long they had to go, but found her thoughts turning back to semen as she tried to puzzle out the inscrutable board. Furious with herself, she picked up a card.
"Lucky 2s!" she read. "Double the effects of the next card that affects you. If none do by your next turn, double the number of spaces that you move." She looked around the table, and scoffed "yeah, like that's going to happen. This game can hardly go a turn without screwing with me."
"Or any of us girls," Karyn agreed. Jon flinched at being included as 'one of the girls,' but he could hardly deny it.
"Hey, at least you're not in last," Sarah grumped, reaching for the die. "Aw, crap! Even the die is sexist!" she complained as it came up 2 again. With ill grace, she moved her piece up even with Karyn's, and drew her card. "Shield of Virtue," she read, mispronouncing 'virtue.' "Ignore the effects of other's cards until you have an orgasm. Hey, that one isn't so bad!"
"Sounds like a challenge to me," Joseph chortled.
"Keep your hands off my girl," Biff chimed in, putting his arm around Sarah and pulling her close.
Inwardly, Joseph quailed, having heard that threatening tone from Biff many times. His concern could not puncture his venire of confidence, though, and he merely flipped Biff off and kicked the table, knocking the die towards him.
Still a bit stiff-necked, Biff bounced the die off from Joseph's head, and it landed on a 12. "Hey, that thick skull of yours is worth something!" he cheered, reaching for his card. "Packing 12! You rolled it, you got it." He shifted in his chair, those seated next to him able to watch as the already-sizable bulge in his pants crept further down his leg. Sarah reached a wondering hand down to touch it, but pulled away, not wanting to risk starting something that might cost her her new protection.
"Let me try that!" Joseph laughed, bouncing the die off his own head, the other two guys joining in his laughter as the die stopped showing a 12 once again. Jon and the two 'actual' girls exchanged worried glances, as all three guys suddenly had huge leads. Jon swallowed nervously, as this was halfway through his 'double trouble' round, and then swallows again, since his mouth was feeling curiously dry.
"Rubber or glue" he read. "Since you want to bounce things off yourself, you can either bounce a card that would affect you onto a random person, or choose a card that's about to effect someone else, and have it effect you." Joseph sat quietly for a moment, re-reading the card to himself before nodding. "Cool."
Jon let out a nervous breath. Just two to go
Karyn picked up the die and eyed Joseph's forehead. Before she could line up the shot, he clapped his hands over his forehead and protested "no cheating!"
"Aw, come on, Joseph!" she groused. "It's bad enough that the game is against us, but you, too?"
Internally, Joseph wanted to apologize, but he just grinned and said "roll, babe!"
Karyn sighed, and tossed the die so that it landed on a 6, taking her from Sarah's square to right behind Jon. She picked up her card and read "heating up! This round has been a little tame so far. Choose one of the female players. That player will wear the last thing that somebody said they would look hot in before this card was drawn, until the person who said they'd look hot in it says that they can take it off."
Karyn sat back, thinking it over. In the day since she'd accidentally wished up her breasts and blonde hair, she'd heard more sexist comments than she cared to remember, and she certainly didn't want to live them. She looked over at Sarah, who held up her 'Shield of Virtue' card tauntingly. Finally, she turned to Jon poor Jon, who had already been through so much. Jon, who sat there chewing on the end of a well-manicured nail. Jon, who hadn't been a girl for an hour! Even if someone had said he would be hot in something, it would probably be a suit and tie, or something.
"Sorry to blow your double roll," she apologized to her transformed friend. "But you haven't been a girl long enough for this to stick you in heels and a mini-skirt, or anything. I choose Jon."
"That's okay," Jon began. "I doubt Steve would've let me make it past " she trailed off, as her glance towards the Stud found his cock, which he hadn't bothered to put away, springing to a visibly-throbbing hardness.
"What the fu"”aaaaah!" Steve grunted, both hands going to his shaft, which abruptly started spurting. His spunk flew in an impressive arc, splattering with unerring accuracy across Jon's face. The reluctant girl tried to get her hands up, but was somehow unable to block even a single drop.
The room was deathly silent for a moment, while everybody stared at the red-faced Jon. That silence was broken as Steve grunted anew, his cock suddenly spurting through a second climax. That, too, flew through the air like a group of face-seeking missiles, leaving the poor girl's forehead, nose, and cheeks splattered, with one big dollop dangling precariously from her chin. Her tongue, perhaps unconsciously, flicked around her lips, but none of the spunk had landed close enough for it to reach.
"What. The. Hell. Steve?!" Jon shouted, her voice going higher with every word. She reached up and wiped her face, one finger absently slipping into her mouth while her other hand flicked away. Karyn gasped, and the others started to chuckle. Jon pulled her finger from her mouth and looked at it curiously. She wiped her finger through the glob resting on the side of her nose, and then held her digit up for inspection. It was clean and dry. Getting a bit panicky, she brought both hands up to her face and wiped all the way down. Her hands were clean, and she could feel what the others could see: her efforts had not disturbed Steve's double load in the slightest. Even that dangling droplet still hung teasingly from her chin.
"What the hell, Steve" Jon repeated, her voice remaining a bit higher-pitched than it had been.
"Don't look at me," Steve protested, his satisfied smirk coloring his words. He pointed to Karyn "she made me do it."
Jon turned to see Karyn staring at him, her face ashen. "Jon " she began, "I-I forgot "
In contrast to her friend, Jon's face remained red under her glaze. "You forgot?!" she exclaimed, in her anger skipping the fact that she had forgotten, too. "How could you forget that this asshole said I'd look hot with his cum on my face?!"
"That asshole is the only one who can let you wipe it off," Karyn whispered, pointing to the text on the card.
Jon spun back to Steve. "Uh, Steve " she began.
"Maybe later, Jen," he said, drawing a laugh from Joseph. "It's my turn again, and, besides, you DO look hot like that."
