Cursed Party Game IC

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Arriving at the bathroom, Violet turned on the shower and helped Lena inside to wash up. "You... didn't do anything in my room you say... Then how come you apparently know how big he was before. If he did anything to you, I can call the cops right away." Violet told Lena, trying to get to the bottom of what had happened between her and Matt, certain something had happened. However, a small part of her hoped Lena was speaking the truth. She had known Lena and Matt both for a long time, and cutting ties with either of them would be painful for her.

[exalted]

Lena yelped as the water hit her in the shower, shocking her skin as she fiddled with the mixer to try and find a temperature sweet spot. She whimpered as she failed, the water either too hot to not be stinging on her brand or too cold to soothe or aching muscle, so she just stood awkwardly with Matt's and her cum trickling down her thighs.

"It wasn't like that," she mumbled her reply to Violet while he mind screamed that it was exactly like that.

He had forced his hands on her, in her, and forced her to put his thing in her mouth but.... hadn't she just forced him to... and he had said sorry both times, even when the second time wasn't his fault.... uuuugggghhhhh, she was going to have to apologize for THIS, her addled mind realized.

"W-when he went to change into his trunks he didn't close the door properly," she lied by telling the truth, "So when I walked passed I saw, you know, it in the mirror..."

She groaned in pain as she bent her back to reach for the sticky mess between her thighs and sex, giving up as the agony across her stretched back became too much.

"I-I can't reach," she blushed, looking pleadingly at Violet, "Could you wash me..."

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Violet observed Lena while she spoke, trying to judge if she was speaking the truth or not. However, once she had finished, Violet wasn't completely convinced, but decided not to push the issue. "I see..." She said before sighing. "Sorry for making assumptions then, I just got worried." Violet tells her sadly, nodding as she asked for help. "Of course."

Removing the showerhead to make it handheld, she got down to help Lena, helping to scrub her clean with a sponge, pushing away her thoughts of what exactly she was helping clean off and how they had gotten there, all that mattered was that Lena was hurt, and that she could help her, so that was what she was doing. "I'm sorry this happened. I wish I never found that stupid deck of cards..." Violet tells her. She knew an apology wasn't enough to make up for it, but it was better than not saying anything in her mind.

[mrblah]

Baxter's face was, for just about the entirety of the scene, etched into an expression of "What the everloving fuck." The inventor couldn't understand why everyone was suddenly acting so utterly horny... and, Matt and Lena would just... right out in front of everyone? He could scarcely comprehend the situation, but he couldn't deny the shameful feeling of arousal from the scene, just as he could scarcely hide the tent forming underneath his towel. He couldn't even tear his eyes away, even as he mentally pleaded with himself to do so. How could he look at these people the same again? Now that they all had... done these things, and seen what they had...

No. This was all just the game's fault. He hadn't known neither Matt nor Lena for too long, but... even if Lena seemed like a bitch, she didn't seem, like... that. And she hated Matt for whatever reason. On the other hand, Matt didn't seem like that sort of person either. And if he had been paying attention to what they were saying (he absolutely was too distracted for that), maybe he would've felt even more assured that it was the game. "But that- that doesn't matter... it's all a game... this is all this stupid, stupid creepy game..." He won't play this. No, he's going to tell the others that they should throw this thing away—or better yet, burn it. He won't play along with whatever this was. This was way past what he was comfortable with!

Bax barely noticed his hand reaching out to pull 2 cards from the deck. "W-wait, what?!" He yanked his arm back as quickly as he could, but he'd already gripped the papers and pulled them out. Baxter accidentally drew the 29th and 34th cards from the deck, dropping them face up as he jumped back with a shocked look. "Oh- oh dear God, wait I didn't mean to—" But he was too late. Baxter let out a disgruntled noise as he felt a deep change within his body, his fearful look skyrocketing as his heart beat faster and he eyed his lower form. It... it was happening! It... it... it...

Wasn't anything at all. Baxter paused, staring down at his open hands dumbly. He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed he was lucky. With the situation seemingly nonexistent, Baxter moved on to the others. "... I guess I went, um... so, do you guys know of any way we could stop- stop this game?" He didn't even notice the delayed effect on his form taking place as he spoke. His hair lengthened and brightened as two twin dog ears sprouted from them, his waist thinned at the same time as his hips slightly widened, his chest began to swell with sudden mass, and he felt... a little taller as his view was adjusted, and his tone of voice lightened from its usual awkward yet distinctly masculine tone to something... more feminine. He was totally unaware of these changes. By the time they ended, someone who looked nothing like Baxter sat where he was moments ago, wearing the same towel around his... no, HER waist. It did nothing to cover her upper body, baring her C-cup breasts for all to see. Oddly enough, that tent formed underneath her towel remained, maybe even seeming larger now.

"Like, um... it'd be your turn, H-Hannah, so maybe if... like, if you don't go, then we could try something with the box or the cards?" One of the dog ears twitched. They stuck up, like a wolf's.

[Tes]

Matt was still sitting there, not seeing anything around him with his head laying on his knees and his mind running a thousand miles, thinking about what was currently happening in the bathroom. Would Lena tell Violet the truth? What would that mean for him? Violet seemed very upset when they left, quite sure about her conclusions, so even if Lena tried to cover up what really happened, she might not buy that so easily...

But then he suddenly heard a unfamiliar voice, a female one, Wasn't Baxter speaking a moment ago? He slowly raised his head, his curiosity taking him over and looking to his left. Wait...What? Where's Baxter!? He shook his head and blinked a few times to make sure he was seeing right. It can't be...Though his thoughts already came to the inevitable conclusion that that really had to be him...or her now to be exact. The cards already proved to have some rather unexplainable powers so change of gender was just the cherry on top. He sighed deeply. "I fear the rules were quite clear. We will probably have to finish this stupid game. Anything I tried to go against what the cards said was stopped immidiatly...It's like a fucked up version of Jumanji. The only way out of it is to play it...The best we can do is draw only single cards from now on and hope for the best..."

[mrblah]

"O-oh.." Baxter couldn't wholly believe it. She couldn't give in, even if it seemed Matt could be right. Baxter thought to herself, looking away to think and contemplate their options... but she thought of nothing. There was simply too little information known about their situation. They'll have to test out the game and see its limits. Know when it'll let them do something, and when it won't. "I guess we could do that for now, but... I think we should also try to push its boundaries? I-I mean, if we know more about it, we could figure out some method of dealing with it..." Baxter lifted a hand up to her chin—

Wait. She froze. Why did her voice sound different? Why did she feel an unfamiliar weight on her chest? Why did ever turn of her head make her hair brush against her back? Baxter slowly turned her gaze downward, her eyes trailing to the presence of... "WH-WHAT THE FUCK?!" She shouted, looking down at her distinctly feminine nude upper body with shock and fear. Baxter hugged her arms to cover herself, blushing as a sudden and odd shame struck her. She started hyperventilating. "O-oh God, what the fuck?! What the fuck happened to me?! Why am I- I'm a GIRL!"

[Tes]

"Oh, I felt It's limits and you don't want to go there. It's an unstoppable force, making you do things wether you like it or not..." Matt responded, hoping to make Baxter think more about just what could happen if they don't try to minimize the damage.

"Oh, sry...I though you would have known, since...What cards exactly did you draw? I guess one gave you these ears, right? and the other?" Matt responded surprised that Baxter has apperantly though the cards he drew were a joke or something. Seeing her start to hyperventilate he got a bit more worried though and got over "Easy there. Slow breaths in...and out...in...and out." He said trying to calm her and audibly breathing in the pattern he instructed her to. "We're all in this and will get through this together." Hoping she would calm down like this, without him having to get her a bag to breath into. "Would you like to listen to your music a bit?" He asked, remembering seeing him listen to it prior and understanding this Impulse from his own need to listen to music all the time.

[CondorBoH]

Hannah remained in wide-eyed disbelief of what was happening. Any time she attempted to move, get up to either try to open the stockade or reach for either one of the parties involved she was just stuck frozen in place. This could not be real, it was just some part of a prank, right? Then why couldn't she move?
"This has to be some fucked up dream then."
With that she squeezed her eyes shut and gave her cheek a light tap, hoping that this would all blow over once she opened her eyes. Then... the person sitting next to her changed dramatically.
She practically jumped out of her seat (metaphorical seat, she's on the floor), covering her mouth in shock and looking right at him... er, her now.

"OK, ok ok ok. Baxter, if that's still you, I'm going to follow your advice. I'm not going to take my turn, I'm going to just sit here and do nothing and hope it all stops. No more of these... changes. Matt you got a point, if its Jumanji style there must be a loop ho- ow!"
As she was talking, Hannah reached out to put a hand on Baxter's shoulder, looking over at Matt every time he spoke. She felt a little uncomfortable with this, if this was all magic or some bullshit, he still did... that. He had control, right? As she thought that, her hand reached out without her wanting to and drew two cards from the deck. A sudden pain spiked through her skull and she leaned away from Baxter to grip her head.
"Ow, ow, ow, fuck!"

A pair of dark red demonic horns sprouted from the sides of her head, curling slightly upwards. She nervously began to touch them, squeezing and pulling on the horns to try to get them off, quietly cursing under her breath as they were stuck. She was too busy focusing on the horns to notice the new... attachment between her legs. While the towel was capable of covering her crotch before, her new penis was quite obvious to anyone looking her way. Unsurprisingly, she dropped the cards and they slid back in the deck.
"Oh my god..."

26 - Grow a pair of fully functional, typical demon horns in either black, violet, red or dark purple color (you may choose which, otherwise it defaults to black). (This is an inheritable trait.)
77 - Your gender is changed to that of a female, but you also have a fully functional penis, making you a futa.

[Mark3000]

As Morgan straighten himself out, he watched as Baxter and Hannah both took their turns. Though reluctant, the crossdressing cheerleader had hoped that one of them would have drawn the card Violet had spoke about. Instead, the cards they drew seemed to put another wench in the wood works. Morgan had kept an eye on Baxter all night for .... personal reasons. So he saw first hand how Baxter transformed from a nerdy little twig into a full fledged bombshell. Though is wasn't as dramatic as Hannah's changes. The demonic horns were so out of place on Hannah's demure frame that Morgan almost missed her other new appendage. That was until she peered down to see the bulge pressing against the towel.

Morgan gulped nervously as he looked to the deck and realized it was his turn. At first he was hesitant to draw, but then his curiosity got the better of him. What kind of changes did the deck have in store for him? He was actually a little giddy with excitement. Reaching out her drew three cards instead of two and read them one at a time.

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11-A creature made entirely out of tentacles is summoned under the conditions that it can not leave until it has pleased itself using your body. The creature will not be able to approach other people participating in the game, and other participants will be unable to perform any actions with the intention of helping you or keeping the creature from doing anything to you. The creature will be unable to in any way intentionally harm you.

35 Grow a pair of fully functional bunny ears. Their color depends on your natural hair color. (This is an inheritable trait.)

50 The color of your skin is changed to non-natural skin color chosen by the person on your left (turn order). (The default is one of the 7 colors of the rainbow. 1d7.) (This is an inheritable trait.)

As Morgan finishes reading the first card his eyes widen in shook. But before he can do anything, a strange portal opens up behind the young man. From it, four tendrils caome flying out grabbing on to his arms and legs. "What the hell!" he exclaimed as his towel fell to the ground. His body was suspended in mid-air as the creature's full body finally emerged. It could only be described as a green mound of flesh covered in tentacles of varying size. At the top of the monster's body was a single eye staring at Morgan. A look of fear covered his face as Morgan realized what the creature was about to do. "Someone! Hel-UHMMM" Before he could call for help. One of the many large wiggling tentacles rammed itself down Morgan's throat. His eyes bulged as he struggled to take the whole appendage. As he squirmed, more and more smaller tendrils started to explore his body. They played with his nipples, even wrapped themselves around his exposed cock. He moaned around the appendage in his mouth as they stroked his erect penis.

Soon the smaller tendrils retreated as two new ones extended forward. One dripped a green oozing fluid from the tip, while the other opened up like a flower revealing a fleshy opening. So distracted by the tentacles was Morgan that he didn't notice the new set of black bunny ears that had sprouted from his head replacing his normal ones. Or that the third card had magically flown to Sylvia. Once she had read the task she had to perform. All three cards flew right back into the deck.

[ChibiKitsune]

It had been a crazy time so far. That much was for sure. Crazy enough that the brunette was trying to make herself as small as possible under the towel she had. She had been curled into a ball until a card shot into her hand from next to her. For a few moments, the girl tried like heck not to look at the card. Only to find her eyes drawn to it. She tilted her head as she read and took a sneak peak at Morgan. Her eyes widened as she saw the tentacle monster, but she looked passed it to the person held by it. With the black hair and bunny ears, she felt that silver would suit him quite well. Though she wasn't sure if the game would accept that.

"S--silver," she said aloud, not sure if the game needed her to say it or not. She looked away, not sure of what to think about what was happening. All she knew was that she wasn't going to draw from that deck. Or at least that was what she was thinking as her hand darted out and pulled two cards out of the deck. Eyes wide, she looked at what was now in her hand.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

72: From now on, the amount of cards you can draw each round changes from 1-3, to 2-6.
62: Grow a pair of fully functional fox ears. Their color depends on your natural hair color. (This is an inheritable trait.)

"This is too much like the Deck of Many Things for my liking. But it's like the deck of many perverted things instead." She blurted out, not aware she was voicing a thought out loud. She could feel the growth of the new ears almost immediately, one twitching as they finished their growth. Once done, they flattened with her fear.

[exalted]

Lena blushed as her Violet knelt down between her legs, fully exposing herself to her cousin. She bit lip to stop herself from gasping and moaning as she felt the water pressure and sponge tease clit and pussy lips, oversensitive from the two rounds of teasing she had gone through today already. Leaning back against the wall for support as her legs quivered and trembled, she half closed her eyes and gasped as the sponge probed her tender rear. Groaning softly she hoped her cousin didn't notice her pussy moisten again from her ministrations... when suddenly there was a scream from down stairs and her eyes snapped open.

"Ummm... I-I think we should go check on that," she stuttered, grabbing a towel from the rail to cover herself, "Who knows what those idiots have gotten themselves into?"

Wrapping the towel around herself and cinching it up under her arm to restore some form of modesty she headed for the door. She was tempted to detour into Violet's room for some proper clothes but this this game who knew if it would help or even be an option, so she limped straight for the stairs... and what the....?

Hannah was now even more of a cow, Sylvia was a fox and Morgan was silver bunny being raped by tentacles... being sodomised by Matt didn't appear so bad anymore, the Stockholm syndromed part of her brain added... and who was that? Baxter! Baxter was girl? A girl with bigger boobs than her?... that... that just wasn't fair...

[Tes]

Matt was not sure why no one listened. First Hannah, Morgan and the Silvi all drew more than the minumum needed cards, though Silvi didn't seem to have drawn to badly, the fox ears rather cute on her head. Even though Matt rather imaginied her more as a cat by the way she was hiding in her sleeping bag and looking around.

Then Lena came downstairs again. He wanted to speak to her, but at the same time was reminded to what Violet told him about her not wanting to be near him. This resulted in him first looking at her starting to say something but quickly turning away in worry and shame.

[exalted]

Lena looked towards the door once she was at the base of the stairs, wondering if making a run for it down the street in only a towel was better than four more rounds of this game. Suddenly she felt something tugging at the towel, threatening to strip it from her and reveal her naked shame again. Gripping the hem tightly she couldn't stop the fluffy fabric from slowly slipping free when she noticed the direction it was tugging in; her seat back in the circle, next to Matt.

Rolling her eyes, she took a step forward and felt the tugging stop immediately, allowing her refasten the towel before it got any looser. Face bright red, she plomped back down in sleeping bag, forced to get a brown eye view of Morgan's own delightful little tryst from the game. Deciding that looking at Matt was better than... that, whatever that was... she blushed she noticed him hastily looking away guiltily.

"So...," she mumbled, eyes looking everywhere else as her head face him, "how about that local sporting team?"

[Tes]

Matt was surprised when Lena sat next to him again. She probably had to do that he though. But...but she didn't have to talk to him right? Especially not about something this evasive...He didn't won't to push himself onto her after what had happened, but if she initiated the conversation, he could savely assume she wanted to speak, right?

He failed to look at her a few more times before he said "I'm...I'm sorry...for everything...I don't know what I could do to somehow make it up to you, but...I don't want to fight you anymore...you can call me anything you want, and I probably deserve it, but I just want you to know that I like you. No matter what has happened between us..."

[exalted]

Lena blushed from Matt's sudden confession that he liked her, quickly looking away only to visually gag on what was happening to Morgan. She hoped that her ravishment had at least looked better than... that.

"Gak...," she squawked, forced to look back at Matt, "It..... it wasn't your fault.

She wrung her hands as she looked down at the ground between them, inadvertently getting another eye full of his member still wet with her secretions and lube.

"That... that one... was... on me," she mumbled, "I guess... I mean I'm sorry... that you're sorry... urrrggghhhhhhh... just remember the lube next time.... not that there will next time... I mean... ARRRGGGHHHHHH!"

Frustrated and humiliated by her own tongue tied emotions, she turned away with a humpth, coping another eyeful of... that... and turned to face Hannah instead.

"So Bessy.... how the's farm treating ya?"

[Tes]

Matt was still not sure how Lena felt about him, the way she blushed clearly indicated something in stark contrast to what she has been saying all day and confirmed his suspicions he had from the start.

Instead of pushing though he also turned away, thinking a moment to recap all the cards they had seen by now and asking Silvy "You also picket two cards right? Are you ok? I only see the ears on your head. And while I don't think this will in any way help you, they do look quite cute on you...but what was your second card?"

[Mark3000]

Morgan felt his skin tingle as it changed from a dark brown to a bright silver. He was too distracted by other things to notice. In a single motion, the tentacle poking at his backdoor pierced it with ease. the young man let out a frightened moan as it moved frantically inside him. It was by far larger and more lively then any of the dildo's Morgan had at home. His hips swayed with each motion either in resistance or pleasure. That was when the second tentacle engulfed her stiff member into it's meaty centre. Morgan's eyes rolled back as her came contact. The new appendage milking his cock as the fleshy petals messaged his thigh and balls. Despite Morgan Already cumming, the creature wasn't done with him yet.

[CondorBoH]

After her moment of panic died down, Hannah decided to ignore her new horns. They weren't really doing anything right now, and they weren't nearly as weird as the collection of animal ears surrounding her side of the table. She silently fumed over her new... attachment, however, doing her best to cover it with her towel and resorting to covering her chest with an arm to keep in some way presentable. Whatever that meant right now.

When Lena finally came back downstairs and gave her that snide remark, Hannah rolled her eyes and quietly shot back with, "Fine, how's your ass?"

Meanwhile, Morgan's moans sent some shivers down her spine and made her new dick stand right up. She began to shimmy away from the scene there, closer to Baxter.
"Um... Morgan, are you going to be OK there?"

[Fantasy Fanatic]

Violet naturally was startled as she heard the scream, and agreed with Lena that they should return. "As long as you feel good enough." Violet told her before she arrived together with Lena to a scene that was by all means, less disturbing, yet worse than she had expected. Not everyone seemed to have drawn complete disaster cards, although Baxter's card seemed like one that would have incredibly bad implications for him once the game was over, unless he managed to change back before it ended.

Although, for the moment, Violet's focus was on Morgan. "Oh god dammit, not more rape!" Violet voiced her frustration with the game, not as astounded by the fact that the game had summoned some sort of alien creature, but the fact as to what it was doing. Just to confirm it, Violet tried to move and help Morgan, only to find herself frozen in place and sighed before sitting down.

Giving everyone another look over, Violet realized it was once again her turn, confirmed by her unnatural desire to draw cards as her eyes landed on the deck. "Here we go again." She said, not all to happy before drawing a single card.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

43. Any and all reactions of pleasure are increased to be twice as strong, regardless of their origin.

Reading the card, Violet groaned, before throwing the card to the ground, already feeling her body's sensitivity having gone up, and her body reacting a lot more strongly to the half naked, sexy people in the room, as well as Morgan currently being raped by a tentacle monster. Beneath her towel, her pussy grew wet and moist, annoying her and making her blush hard.

Throwing the card to the ground, it joined back with the deck and she looked over at Matt. "Your turn."

[Tes]

Matt was thinking. They had drawn so many cards by now and on average, apart from a few very distinct outliars they weren't terrible. Giving that they knew from Violet that there indeed were cards to undo the effect the probability would increase exponentially by drawing multiple cards, but would he risk that...emperically there had been one reverse in the last 10 cards and only 1 or two cards he definitely didn't want...he though looking over at Morgan. So by that the probability for one in a single draw would be about 1/10 to his best knowledge and ~28% percent if he drew three... But the same goes for the bad ones.AHHHHH...Why was this so damn hard for him. Was he really thinking about drawing or just stalling...His curiousity won him over in the end. He didn't have anything too bad happen to him, so why not. NOO he needed to stick to his plan. It was this stupid deck fogging his mind! He drew a single card, before he involuntarily would do otherwise.

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

3. Immediately go into heat, comparable to a cat. For one week, every three months, this heat cycle will repeat. During heat, you will be remain incredibly aroused to the point of being barely able to sleep. The only way to calm this arousal down is to have sex, or wait for the heat to pass once the week ends. The arousal will continuously return throughout the week, even after sex as it will only temporarily stave the urges off for a few hours. This cycle will become a permanent phenomenon, only interrupted by pregnancy or serious illness. (This is an inheritable trait.)

As soon as he finished reading it his face became flush with blood. His whole body heating up and his cock again very erect...painfully so. "Fucking heat?! really?" He mewled annoyed. Trying to cover himself as his hips couldn't stop shifting, searching for any kind of stimulation.