Not too shabby for someone who’s such a bore.
That climax earned a revision.
Skip your next turn, or continue as a whore.
What is your decision?
Cal, who was still lying in a pool of cum and sweat, didn’t register the words.
“Hey...” Kat snapped. “HEY!”
“Wha? Whats... What?” Cal stammered, shaking his head as he propped himself up.
“Were you paying attention?” Kat continued. “The game wants to know if you want to stay a whore, or skip your next turn.”
Cal was a little confused, but recalled the thing about a free pass. As his fingers inched closer to his sore pussy, he said. “No more whore... Please...”
The narrator’s voice echoed once again:
Ease up on the sex and forfeit a free pass.
No telling what you’ll get next but for now, relax.
Suddenly, he was in control and quickly pulled his hand away from his aching mound. He carefully sat up and grabbed one of the towels that Melissa had brought earlier. Of all of them, he had been the only one who hadn’t cleaned up. Needless to say, he needed it.
While Cal wiped himself down with limited success, Kat suggested that they take a short break. Of the group, she was the only one who didn’t look like she was about to pass out.
Scott waved a hand in agreement while Melissa remained still. Kat looked closer and realized that she had indeed passed out. Given the shared feelings that they had described before Cal’s roll, she wondered how it felt to be conjoined with a sleeping body. Much less Scott’s body. Again, she felt a pang of jealousy. Why was Melissa there. Was the game messing with her the way it had been messing with Cal, albeit in a more subtle way?
She pushed aside the negative thoughts and gave her boyfriend a quick kiss before leaving for the bathroom.