Beth stretched her arms and shook them off before reaching down to take her turn.
“Please be good...” She chanted as the phrase formed.
[Face in crotch]
“Face in crotch?” Beth read. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Oh god!... I can’t see!”
She grabbed at her eyes, but found nothing but smooth skin. Her slit moved up until it was centered on her otherwise empty face. On her pelvis a nose formed, followed by a pair of eyes just below her waistband. Her vision and sense of smell returned. There was a familiar odor offending nose. All she could see was dim light filtering through fabric. There was something tight pressed against her forehead. She stood up and glanced down to find her skirt hanging against her legs. If it weren’t for the now familiar feeling of her crotch mouth, she might have guessed that someone had simply draped some fabric over her head.
“Beth... Are you alright?” Frank asked.
“I’m fine...” She said as she unbuttoned her skirt to let it fall.
“Face in crotch...” Abby noted. “Looks about right...”
Beth complained. “How am I supposed to stay happy if the game keeps giving me rolls like this?”
“At least you still have a body.” Frank joked.
Beth let out a deep sigh and sat back down. She was on the verge of tears again and didn’t feel like speaking anymore. Frank didn’t mean to upset her and decided to stay quiet. Jeff reached over and placed his hand on her leg. She shuddered but didn’t try to push him away.
Abby glanced towards Frank, who simply nodded. He leaned his half forward to tap the screen...