The dice from Jon's breast eventually stopped clattering on the board, landing on a 10. Steve whooped at getting a 10, but he was still just off from Roger's 11.
"Haha! Right behind you, twiglet!" Steve exclaimed to Roger, who took the insult in kind. Steve grabbed his card while he stuck his tongue at Roger and read it aloud. "This game should get more physical so let's make someone handsy. A player of your choice must grope another player's breasts until they are on the same space as you. Oh, that's an easy one." Steve had immediately considered who the two victims of this one should be and pointed them out.
Roger suddenly felt himself compelled to get up and move, his body seeming to do so on its own. He beelined directly for Jon who shared the same panicked look as his friend. Roger stretched his arms out and practically fell on top of Jon, his hands groping her chest. Roger instantly entered a loop of sensation as he felt those breasts plied between his hands and then similarly felt everything he was doing to Jon on his own chest. The two yelped quietly and fumbled to get themselves upright again. Steve continued laughing in the background.
"Hahaha, it's just as great as I expected! Look at you two, now breast friends!" He teased. Jon glared at Steve through pleasured touches while Roger would've, had he not been feeling more stimulation than Jon was experiencing at the moment. "Good luck getting to my space on your next turn, too, Rog." He again laughed.
Sarah sighed in relief as her flopping breasts were safe from the groping of Steve's turn. She wondered how that might even work and was glad Steve chose someone else for his turn. Sam felt a little dismayed, clearly hoping to get in on some more action herself as a newbie to this game.
