After a few moments of silence, you decide that just sitting there isn’t going to solve anything. With a deep pit in yout stomach, you lean forward and spin the bottle. Everyone present watches with baited breath as it spins round, before eventually landing on...
You! You gasp, your mind now racing. This is your chance to make things right...or a thousands times worse. Myriad possibilities fly through your head, as you think of a way to carefully word your wish to reduce the chance of it back firing.
“Like, c’mon Cassie!” Cici suddenly says, completely breaking your train of thought. “Hurry up and wish!” Your thoughts start to race even faster, too quickly to discern anything, as Cici’s command forces you to speed through your already addled thought process. You can feel an urge to blurt something out rising in your chest. Panicking, you try to suppress it, but you are bound by Cici’s words. You have to make a wish, and fast.”
“I wish...” you spit, only able to restrain yourself a moment longer before the first thought that comes to your mind is blurted out of your mouth against your will.
“I wish Kasumi’s new breasts would disappear!” You say in a frantic garble of words. Your command fulfilled, your mind slows, only to be filled with panic as you await a response from the recorder. It wasn’t a bad wish in theory, but shuddered to think how it might be twisted against you.
After a few seconds of tension filled silence, the machine spits out a static filled reply. “I wish two new heads would appear!”
“What the fuck does that mean?” Ricardo asks. You yourself aren’t sure either, but you know it can’t be good. As you wonder, you suddenly feel a growing weight on the base of your neck. You raise a hand to investigate, and are horrfied to find a fleshly lump growing rapidly on the right side of your neck.
“Oh fuck!” Ricardo yells. Looking over, you can see a fleshy lump is forming on his neck as well. Scanning the room, you see Cici and Kasumi are also afflicted. Cici looks more confused than afraid, and Kasumi already looks so defeated it hardly makes a difference.
You feel a second lump growing rapidly on the other side of your neck. Two new heads will appear. That means...
Sure enough, you turn to your former sister to see that her lumps are becoming more defined. A mess of hair bursts out of them both, eventually styling itself to resemble Cici’s. The weight on your own neck grows heavier, almost dragging you down before both protrusions shift slightly, balancing the new weight more evenly. Your lumps are also now covered in a head of hair, as they orient themselves to rest on the same level as your own head, slowly forming thier own necks that sprout from you. Slowly but surely, more features appear. Your big blue eyes, your dainty nose, your big, kissable lips.
In less than minute, everyone in the room has sprouted two new heads. Utter, silent horror fills the air as 12 pairs of eyes scan the room, each taking in the horrific image. You quickly realize that these heads move independently of your own, and that while you can feel them, they aren’t yours to control.
The room suddenly erupts into a typhoon of sound as 9 voices (you find yourself again unable to speak, and your extra heads can’t either) all speak at once. You can’t make out anything in the cacophony. Cici’s heads all speak in high pitched excitement, Ricardo’s in a manic panic, and Kasumi’s in frightful wails. You turn to look at your own heads (a surreal experience, even by today’s standards) and you share the same defeated look with yourself. How could this get any worse?