A five... and a four! Her piece slid along the board, landing on a green space. Hand shaking a little, she picked up a card, and read.
"Pretending not to be fazed, like you don't like that dick,
Like showing enthusiasm is lame,
You know what'd be fun, be groovy, be sick?
Stay in your panties for the rest of the game!"
Jan sniffed. "Well, I'm not going to do that," she said, even as she stood up and tore off her blouse to shocked reactions from the rest of the group, and a scream of horror from herself. "What's happening?" She shimmed it off, showing a taut, muscular stomach, and of course, a white lace bra holding her C cup breasts.
Chris held his hands over his crotch, but it was unavoidable, everyone could see him getting harder, and harder. "Stop!"
Jan's face went red. "You... you fucking pervert, stop getting hard over me!" To end the sentence, she yanked her jeans down, revealing white cotton panties, covering her most intimate parts. "I'm not a sex object!" Finally, her bra came off, showing pretty pink nipples. And, in a flash, all her discarded clothes vanished and Jan sat down.
Alice was scarlet. "J-Jan... put some clothes on!"
Jan grimaced. "I... it's not going to let me until the game is over. Just... just roll." She looked away, clearly disgusted, as Chris struggled to try and conceal a footlong erection.