"You can't be serious," said Caleb, looking from the 13-year-old Courtney standing before them, struggling to keep her clothes on, and Jenna. "There's no way in hell I'm going to have THAT happen to me!"
Courtney's eyes began to water as she looked at her friends. The feeling of being aroused was slowly leaving her, and as she shifted awkwardly on her feet she could feel the damp patch of her panties sag lower, leaving a gap between her crotch and the garment.
Suddenly Derrick spoke up. "Well hold on," he said, snatching up the instruction booklet. "Look, it says the winner gets to 'decide the fate of the other players.' So, does that mean that we can just win the game and change Courtney back?"
"I assume so," said Jenna craning her neck and inspecting the game board again. Her posture allowed Derrick a marvelous view down her shirt at her full D-cup breasts, and a knot of guilt formed in his stomach. His girlfriend was standing next to him, with the figure of an 8th grader, and here he was looking down her friend's shirt.
"Well then someone go!" interjected Courtney, sniffing and wiping a misty tear from her eye. Her current emotional state made her look even younger, and she sat down pouting next to Caleb. She bunched her legs up to her chest and put her arms around them, trying to feel secure. Unfortunately this caused the leg openings her now oversized athletic shorts to slide down, offering a view up her shorts at the baggy grey Calvin Klein briefs she wore. She didn't seem to notice, but Caleb sure did, and he heard Sara stifle a snicker from beside him.
"All right," said Derrick, leaning forward and clicking the button. He was trying to sound more brave than he felt - he certainly didn't want to end up in middle school.
The smoke inside the glass swirled and churned for a few seconds, and then then a white "12" appeared. "All right!" Derrick said, sliding his token forward and taking a left at the first path like Courtney had. "Maybe this game'll be over quicker than we hoped!"
His token alighted on a pink space, and the smoke automatically churned inside the glass. Everyone unconsciously leaned in to read the pink letters that materialized:
Vibrations from the train can thrill and delight.
Until your next turn, you can share the sensation -
With whoever you like.
Everyone leaned back from the board and looked at Derrick. "Uhhh," he said, confused, "anyone understand that?"
"Sounds sexual," Jenna remarked flatly. Everyone chuckled. Well, everyone except for Courtney. She furrowed her brow at Jenna's remark, wondering how anything in that sentence could be sexual. Caleb noticed her confusion and wondered if her mind was catching up with her age. She was become every bit as innocent as she looked.
"Well, who are you going to share those sensations with?" said Sara with a smirk, emphasizing the word "sensations" to make it as lewd as possible.
Derrick looked at her and shrugged. "How about you?" No sooner had the words left his mouth than Sara gasped, her lips parting and her posture stiffening. Derrick looked concerned as the asian girl shut her eyes tightly, her breath coming in shallow pants. She leaned back against the couch, sliding her hands along the inside of her thighs and shuddering.
"D-Derrick, w-what did you d-do to meeeee?" she gasped, convulsing a bit and grimacing. She looked like she was fighting down an intense feeling. Then to everyone's surprise, Sarah jammed one hand into the front of her yoga pants and the other one up her shirt. Caleb, sitting next to her, about fainted, his eyes as big as saucers as the girl he had a crush on began to openly masturbate in front of him.
"Sara!" Jenna said sharply, "what the hell!?"
"I c-can't help it!" she cried, thrusting her hips rhythmically as her hand worked furiously at own crotch. Her other hand was fondling her breasts under her shirt. "D-Derrick!" She whimpered.
"Okay, stop!" Derrick said, a bit frightened. And suddenly, Sara's eyes flew open and she ripped her hands from under her clothes. She leapt off the couch, panting, and then slumped back down, looking exhausted.
"What happened?!" Derrick asked.
"What do you mean 'what happened?'" She practically shrieked. What the hell did YOU do to ME, you perv?"
"It was the game!" Jenna interjected, trying to calm the situation. "See? It was sexual. Apparently Derrick has the power to... well... you know..." She trailed off, not sure exactly how to word it.
13-year-old Courtney looked especially concerned by all of this. "Sara, did he hurt you?" She asked, trying to understand what had just happened, "you looked like you were in a lot of pain."
"I... what?" Sara said, looking confusedly at her friend. Then the realization dawned on her. "Wait. Courtney. Have you ever orgasmed?"
Courtney flushed red, her face looking mortified. She remembered learning that word in Sex Ed class last year. She was too embarrassed to even pen her mouth.
Jenna snorted loudly, then laughed. And just like that, the tension in the room melted away at Courtney's expense. Caleb grinned and shook his head, Sara shook her head at the absurdity from it all. Courtney's eyes began to water again, and Caleb came to her defense.
"Hey knock it off, you guys," he said, putting an arm around his girlfriend.
"Or what, you're going to make me cum all over myself?" Jenna said, nodding at Sara.
"Hey!" Sara said, blushing furiously, "I didn't... you know... go all the way."
"Could have fooled me," said Jenna.
"Hey Derrick, it said that it lasts until your next turn, right?" asked Caleb.
"I think so," replied Derrick.
"Great, just be careful then," Sara said, then seemed to hesitate. She could feel the soaked crotch of her thong pressing uncomfortably against her. "Um, I'm going to go to the bathroom real quick." She turned and left the room, and Caleb watched her go, his eyes soaking in her round bottom clad in those tight yoga pants. He couldn't believe how hot that had been. He carefully stored the memory for later, sure he'd come back to it many times when he was fapping.
"Two down, three to go," said Jenna. "Who's going to go next?"