"So we’re crashing here for the rest of the night then, Paul?" James asked me as they walked through the doors of 'Fortune', a large club that had recently opened in the city.
"Yup, got a nice booth already booked. It's great" I responded, while holding the door open for Kylie. She strutted in with jet black jeans and a white tank top that showed off her modest cleavage. I was slightly more dressed up for the evening with a nice pair of slacks and a crisp button up, while James was wearing his usual jeans and T.
"You two better dance when the club gets busy" Kylie persisted. "It's fun!" she continued, as we walked past the moderately packed dance floor. It was only 10:30 and I heard this place usually got busy later.
We walked up the stairs to the second floor and I found our reserved booth. The circular couch had a small table for drinks in the middle, while it overlooked the dance floor. We had easy access to the stacked bar on the second floor. Perfect. We had drapes we could close, which actually dampened the sound from the rest of the club quite a bit. Wow this is great, I thought.
"This must have been pretty expensive to reserve" James remarked.
"Hey don't worry about it, worth it for my friends and we don't go out together as much as we did in college!" I flagged one of the waitresses down and we put in our orders. The music was great, the drinks were not too expensive, and the club had a really fun style to it. Not to mention the waitresses were all dressed up in black one pieces that practically shoved their tits in your face.
"Now what do we do while we wait for the place to pick up? Kylie tell us about your Ex, still bothering you?"
"Gah I'm going to need a few more drinks before talking about him. Ooh, look what we have here!" Kylie was looking at a shelf next to the couch and pulled out a small black box. On its cover, in elegant red writing was-
"Tarot or Dare '' James interrupted. "Huh never really got Tarot, you know? Vague cards and vaguer astrology stuff" James continued as Kylie opened the box and read the pamphlet.
"Paul shuffle the deck, let's play! It will be fun!" It's hard to say no to a determined Kylie so I started shuffling the weirdly large cards. "Alright let me see the rules here... put The World card on the bottom of the deck, that's the end of the game. We all draw 3 cards to start, then we all start by playing a card on another player. Then we go in turns asking someone Tarot, or a Dare related to a card they already have face up. Choosing Tarot means that we play a Tarot at them, and we draw a new card. Cards without 'The' can be played when ever or in response to other Cards. Winning dares gets you points, which are these black rocks, and player with the most points at the end 'Wins the Evening', Tarot effects all resolve, huh resolve, by next morning, or at the winner's discretion"
James had a baffled face "Hold on, one more time? What is the punishment for Tarots? Shouldn't that be like responding truthfully to a question?" he sputtered as he went in for a sip of his drink.
"Here just take these three cards, and choose one to play on someone else to start" I said as I dealt everyone three large tarot cards face down.
I looked at my hand. "Wow what nice art, and it has little descriptions if your Tarot's rusty since dating that goth girl sophomore year, Paul" Kylie joked, but the art was nice. I had The Hierophant (Learning), The Fool (Untapped Potential), and Strength (Strength).
"Alright, so I guess pick a card and let's just play it on the person to our Right?" I asked, Kylie nodded with a smile. I picked The Fool and played it face down in front of her, as she put a card in front of James, and he put one in front of me. "On Three... Three!"
James flipped over The Star (Openness to Future) on me, and Kylie flipped The Magician (Taking Action) on James. The cards all glowed for a second. "Wow, are they digital?" I asked no one, and then I felt a thought enter my head, I glanced at the deck and now instantly knew what each card did, and which card was in what order, and that I could pick one card for free. I spread the deck a bit and selected The Devil (Hedonism), and added it to my hand, then all the knowledge just fell out of my brain. What? I looked up and saw James shrugging "now what?".
I turned to look at Kylie and she was biting her lip.
KYLIE
"huhhh, yeah I guess, we draw back up to 3 and play now" I sputter out. Fuck why did I just get turned on? Waves of warmth was washing over me, I could feel a twinge as I crossed my legs. I looked down at my card, The Fool, that Paul played on me. No way...
"Do any of you feel different?" I ask, trying not to tell on myself. They shake their heads. Well if they were horny they definitely would know with their dicks.
"Well, James, Tarot or Dare?" I ask. Trying to distract myself from the mental image of a man's hand pressing me down on the bed and fucking me gently. "I guess Tarot is the safe option". I look down and smile, well this may get to the bottom of this. I play The High Priestess (Feminine Desirability) face up at him. The card flashes and-wait what?
JAMES
The card flashed again, and woah. I feel a wave of sensations pass over me. I bite my lip as I feel just pleasure from my crotch. my right hand goes to my chest, grabbing something. "Oh wow..." I hear a girl say. Wait, I said that! I open my eyes and see the shocked faces of my friends as my brown hair curls down my shoulders. "oh my god, I'm a chick" I look down and see my tits pressed against my shirt. My Jeans now hug my legs, and I reach down to my crotch and yup. Nothing there. The pleasure has passed, but I feel so weird, but strangely, okay? I look at my two cards, the Magician and the High Priestess. Oh god what did we get ourselves into.
PAUL
"Okay so the game is magic..." I say reading the rule book again, trying not to stare at my friend's new tits. James looked good though, curvy body, nice rack, wait focus. "Okay, so as I expected, we got to finish the game so the winner can change us back, uhhh okay. James its your turn, I guess."
"Well, Kylie, maybe a taste of your own medicine, Tarot or Dare"
"I guess Tarot since it makes the game faster, and its only fair"
"Good" James says, in a sing-song voice. "How about, The Empress (Fertility)" The card flashes and I look at Kylie.
"Oh dear!" She blurts out as I see her hands go to cover her tits. They press against her white tank top, which turns dark blue, merging with her now blue jeans. She bites her lip and lets out a "Mmmmmmm" as her jean legs stitch together, forming a short blue dress that starts at her now wider thighs, clinging to her ass and not doing much to hide her now massive tits. Her blonde hair snaps up into a bun and loses a bit of luster and age lines appear under her eyes. She looks older, like 40s? A pearl necklace snaps around her neck and a shiny ring appears on her left hand. The changes stop and Kylie comes to, "what, I..." she pulls out her now bedazzled phone and looks at herself with the camera "I'm, I'm old?"
"No you're a MILF! I guess that's fair" James giggles. A bit too gidy for someone that just turned into a woman.
"How do you feel? Everything alright?" I ask. Hopefully she doesn't stay like this since getting 20 years shaved off your life is a raw deal, but damn. She looks good.
KYLIE
What the fuck. My body felt constricted in this dress, and jeez, these tits are weighing me down. Is this what I will look like when I'm older? God I should moisturize a bit more. I need to breathe. God I'm still horny, maybe my husband will get some tonight if he's lucky, if the kids are asleep. HUSBAND? KIDS? An image of a built man railing me in a queen bed pops into my mind. "Oh you need to excuse me, kids. I need to use the Ladies room. uhh so you don't wait on me, Tarot right Paul? Good." I flip the first card in my hand over to Paul and leave the draped booth.
Oh I'm wearing heels now. Tall ones. I get eyes from some of the men at the bar, I guess I can't blame them, although they're a bit young. I see the club is filling up a bit. "Was the music always this loud?" I muse as I make my way to the bathroom.
I find an empty stall and sit down, pulling out my newly bedazzled phone from my purse and inspecting my photos. Oh thank god. I don't see any real photos or traces of my imaginary husband and kids. Just my brain, no this game, playing tricks on me. As I investigate my phone for any changes, I absent minded hike my dress and rub my fingers on my pussy, through my panties. God I'm wet, I need some release. I feel the pleasure build over me, my cheeks flush, as I try not to make a sound in the stall. "mmMmm" I let out a small moan as some pleasure hits a peak. Fuck I should stop before I make a scene. I try my best to clean up but my black panties are pretty damp. I leave the stall and touch up my makeup, getting a few stares from the younger girls in the room doing the same.
PAUL
"Dude, did she just call us kids? And wow. Fuck she was hot!" I exclaim.
"Umm The Hermit (Solitude)" James says, reading the glowing card in front of me bending over and accidentally giving me a full look at his/her tits.
"Oh am I going to turn into a homeless person or something?" I joke, as I feel a bit off. "How you handling the changes, you look pretty average if you were wondering, no offense"
"Feels weird but I think The Magician made me a bit more open to trying new things I guess." James responds. I feel pressure in my pants as I get a hard on. Come on, James was cute in a girl next door kind of way, but nothing to warrant, oh woah, I really need to jerk it. The pressure was building up and I put my hand on my crotch.
"Oh fuckkkkk" I let out, as I just orgasmed right then and there. Waves of pleasure rock my body as I feel the warmth of my mess emanate from my crotch. And then I feel a cold breeze on my crotch as my damp slacks magically dry out.
"Did you just cum? Haha wow? You got a Masterbate card!" Kylie quips as she re-enters the booth with more drinks, drawing the curtain tight.
"Shut up!" I groan. God that was embarrassing. I can already feel some pressure building up again.
"Don't talk to your step-mom that way '' Kylie responds, before putting a shocked and jeweled hand up to her mouth. "Sorry auto-pilot, but still". I hold back a laugh as James giggles to herself. What the hell is going on?
"Okay Mrs. Kylie."-She rolls her eyes-"Tarot or Dare"
"Dare"
"Oh first dare of the night. Ummm, I dare you to tell us what the Fool did. Since I think you know." The Fool card glowed a soft Green, apparently my dare was close enough to an interpretation of the Fool to count?
"Gah, Fine. Easy all things considered." She pauses to take a drink, " I think it made me horny, like constantly." A black stone in the center of the table flairs white. "Oh mine!" Kylie grabs it and puts it in her cards. "I guess I'm winning!? Maybe I will remove my changes, and force you all to keep yours for the night. A good learning experience." Oh fuck she isn't kidding around. I've seen her when she gets competitive, and while older she has that familiar smirk.
"James?" Kylie piped. James looked up from examining his breasts. "Tarot or Dare?". "uhh Dare!"
"James, as the holder of the Magician"-The card glowed-" I dare you to use your womanly wiles to dance, no grind, with a guy on the floor."
JAMES
"Watch me!" I leapt from my seat with vigor. God this was weird, but when in rome. I took the final stock of my look. Hair a bit messy, jeans tight as can be, and a shirt doing its best to contain some what I consider Cs with my nipples dangerously close to tenting. I looked kinda indecent, but so did half the people at this club so whatever.
I walked down the stairs and looked at the now busy floor. I see James and Kylie up on the balcony drinking and watching me. I found some space near some other girls and started moving to the beat, imitating them as best I could. Okay, dance with a guy, think James, how can I make this easy. I saw a good looking guy, jacket, dark skin, nice hair, toned arms. Ooo, wait, okay lets unpack that later, but I made my way over to him, dodging other dancers on the floor. I locked eyes with him, and he gave me a once over. Damn that feels weird, I felt a chill at the bottom of my spine. Well here goes.
I grabbed his hand, no ring, good. And dance. He picks up fast, his eyes piercing me. I turn around and put my ass up against him and he responds. Taking my hips and letting me fall into him. God he smelled really good.
"Alex, nice to see you" - he, I guess Alex, said in my ear. I moved my ass up and down on his crotch, oh why did this feel good? He wanted me. I could feel it, I could feel him. I lean back and he wraps his arm around me, undercupping my tits. I lean up and "uhhh Jennifer'', yeah that will work. I keep dancing and it feels good. God the music. I glance up, realizing that I had been closing my eyes and dancing to the rhythm and see Kylie and James snickering from above. Fuck. They got me good. I turn and yell over the music "I got to go. Nice dancing with you Alex!!" He holds up a finger and then gives me a card from his wallet. His business card, he then does the call sign. Yeah, call him. Maybe, wait no. I walk back to the table. Victorious!
KYLIE
Oh damn she, or he, got moves. Not hard with your tits out but still! Good work James. We take a seat back at the table, and close the curtain. An image of the boy James danced with wrapping his arms around me, me fucking his brains out, flashes through my mind. Stop that! Gah. Got a game to win.
"Wow you even got his number!" I say as James looks thoughtfully at his dancer's card. A stone lights up and James picks it up and adds it to their pile.
"Well James, your... oh...-" he bites his lip and grips the couch "...turn".
"Did you just-" Paul nodded "Again? Wow!" I'm jealous. I needed that, like 10 fold.
James looked at his hand in deep thought. Paul, apparently satisfied for now, downed his drink and opened the curtain. "Waitress, Waitress" He snapped his fingers and waved his hands like an ass. "Finally, a new round please. The same" he continued as a rushed waitress heeds his ask.
"You know Paul, you should be kinder to the staff when out" I try to teach him. He is still young enough to learn, I muse. "It's a busy night. They may be short staffed"
"pff, its their job!" the rude boy responded. Someone ought to
"Tarot or Dare Paul!" James finally asks. "Tarot! Give me an easy one and I'll give you 50 bucks! I need to win this!" he bargains.
"Not so easy" James retorts, in a sing-song voice. The Hanged Man flies down from James's hand, and brightens.
JAMES
"fuck!" I first feel my clothes change. It feels like ants are crawling all over my body as the linen & clothes shift like it has a mind of its own. I feel an elastic snap and I notice my shoulders are bare while my slacks tighten against my legs, highlighting my hardening cock. A burning sensation passes over me. My eyes close as I feel fabric pull taunt against my skin.
"Oh wow. this is good James" I heard Kylie remark.
"shu-" I try to get out as my voice catches. I can barely keep my eyes open as I feel the wind get knocked out of me. I look down and see that instead of, well clothes, I am wearing a black one piece that doesn't even go past my hips. Practically all my hairless legs are visible, wait hairless? The leotard covers my belly, but then just stops on my chest. Strings tie it together behind me,and I see that my ass checks are practically hanging out, and my dick is clearly outlined in this tight cloth.
"What the hell is-'' another wave passes over. Fuck this one felt good, like a warm blanket over my body. I instinctively grab my dick, feeling it through the fabric, and my other hand, grabs my chest, wait, I have something to hold. I open my eyes and see the one piece I'm wearing start filling out with tits. Fuckkkkk, my other hand feels my dick finally go limp and fold into my body, my hands now resting on a slightly damp pussy. Black curly hair bounces down my shoulders, as I take stock of my new body. Thin, busty, and in the cocktail waitress one-piece the waitresses were in. Fuck me.
"Hey, fuck you" I say, with a woman's voice. I see James looking at me curiously, while Kylie quietly rubs one of her tits, before putting her hand away.
"I think what you meant to say, Miss, is if I want another" Kylie says with a matter of fact tone.
"Yes ma'am let me get you another glass. Daiquiri right?" She nods, looking please. I better get a good tip from this table. I take their glasses, and head towards the bar, hearing the click clack of my heels over the music.
I shove past a few people and see my fellow waitresses mixing drinks, all in get-up. It's stupid, but it does make good tips. I make the next round, put in a platter, and walk past, making sure to strut past my other table. I open their curtain gingerly, and place the drinks down. "Anything else ma'am?", wow she was gorgeous in a dignified yet bit slutty kind of way. Wonder if she was gay, maybe I should give my number.
"Doll, I think we are good. Maybe the table next door needs to be looked at" Duh! Haven't checked on them in a hot minute. I smile and leave, walking quickly to Table 7. Just one guy at this table, on his phone. I think his friends moved to the dance floor. "Hey baby" he says with a smile. I humor him, he does have a fat wallet
"Yes, anything I can do for you?" I lean down to pick up some empty glasses, giving some ample cleavage and getting close to him, not that I needed to try to show that off.
"hmmmm nothing now." He says after a long pause, obviously a bit distracted. I smile as a wave of pleasure rocks my body. "MM fuckkkk" I nimbly set the glass tray down and stumble down on the couch and the patron. Body writhing in pleasure. My hand grips his chest. God fuck waves of heat roll through me, as I try to come to my senses. That stupid card, making me look bad in front of a patron. The guy helps me up, his hands on my arms. "You okay there babe?"
"ye-ah, just clumsy." I say, somewhat out of breath as I turn to leave, walking past table 6 where my friends are - OH WHAT THE HELL
JAMES
"Oh that worked out very well! A Bitter taste of his own medicine. Look at him, well her!" I exclaimed after Paul left us with our drinks.
"It is the darling's turn, so we do need her to get back eventually, but this is sweet. I think we are going to get good service from here on out." Kylie responded "That transformation sure was something... pretty revealing" she continued. "I guess it's girls night out now!"
"Guys what the fuck!" Paul exclaims as he/she enters the room. Wow, Paul had to be like 5'2" now. Shorter than me now.
"Dude relax, being a chick isn't so bad." I try to calm him down
"You didn't just make me into a girl, you made me into a waitress, in this dumb get up" Paul pouts, looking cute as she takes her cards and sits down. "James, Tarot or Dare?"
"Hmm Tarot, I think you're too angry for fun dares" My dance was fun, but what else would they make me do?
"Perfect. The Devil" She says with an evil grin, "Oh, and Strength!" She plays two cards down. I think that will make the card stronger. Paul draws two cards, and sips their drink.
The cards glow and I feel familiar heat pass over me. Cold metal, cloth tightening. Finally, out of my previous get up hopefully. The changes calm down and I take stock.
"Wow that wasn't anything" Paul continues pouting.
"I wouldn't have my daughter dress like that" Kylie remarks, before rolling her eyes, probably at herself.
I look down and finally see my tits properly supported in a blood red spandex-like top, that pushes up my tits and stops above a pierced belly button. My jeans have disappeared, in their place, a red skirt that reflects the light of the room, while hugging every inch of my ass. I use my phone to look at my face. Piercings on my lip, yeah, a septum piercing, lots of earrings, one pierce through the eyebrow. My hair was now dyed dark red and shorter, with curtain bangs. I was goth, or goth adjacent at the least.
"hmmm I don't think I care about what you think Kylie" I say, in a sultry voice. Oh this is nice. "Except... Tarot or Dare?"
"Dare"
"How about you fuck yourself, right here, queen of feminity. Paul is getting too much action." The Empress card glows.
KYLIE
Fuck it. I'll show that upstart.
"Paul be a dear and go tend to tables and make sure no-one interrupts". Like magic, I guess literally, Paul gets up, picks up some empty glasses, gives me a waitstaff smile, and leaves.
I hike up my dress, and press my fingers against my thong. wet. my right hand goes to my tit, pulling it out of the dress while my left applies pressure. Feels great, Finally. Fuck you James I thought we had an understanding. I look at James and they nod their head and give me an evil grin. Fuck you, hope you enjoy the show. I move my thong out of the way and rub my clit. Good vibrations roll through my body. Finally, finally, finally, my body seems to be saying. I keep going, more more more. I close my eyes, I bite my lip to stop the screams. God fredrick is really good at doing this for me. Can't wait to go home and have him fuck me like a good wife. Fuck yes. mmmmmmmmmmm"MMMMMM" I breath in deeply. Fuck yes. Oooooooooo. I could go again, but fuck yes. I pull my fingers out from my thong, now dripping. God the room smells a bit like sex now. James breaths in and claps.
"Efficient" she says. I snarl.
A stone lights up and I take it.
PAUL
"Okay table 4 is good, table 5 is dancing, got tips from table 1 who had a creep, and no one went into table 6 which is good because my friend had to fuck herself Wait what am I doing?" I speed run back to Table 6 and get in. Kylie just picked up a stone and relaxed back on her side of the couch. Goth-James looks smug, but damn that is a look.
"Oh I missed the show" I complained.
"Good news, Tarot or Dare Paul?" Kylie questions. I have to start getting points to compete. "Dare"
"Hmmm, what can I dare about..." Kylie looks at my cards. "The Star? Future stuff, Hanged Man, can make you have more fun as a waitress huh, Hermit? I think we have had enough masturbation in the room"
"Nothing really speaking to me, Oh I know. I dare you to take a tarot card from me! I guess you get a free point"
"Gah I'll take it!" I exclaim!
"The Lovers (Temptation), have fun with that!"
The card glows bright "Oh god will it give me a gi-" I feel like my brain short circuits and restarts. "uhh hmmm." I look around. Not horny like Kylie, still looking slutty as fuck in her dress. I'm still a fucking waitress in a rockin bod. "Notice anything?" I question, hoping that I'm not the result of a joke. James tilts their head and shrugs. "Well whatever that did-" I slam Justice (Equality) on Kylie's side of the table.``Kylie you also get it. Return to sender!" The card flashes and turns into a copy of The Lovers, so now both me and her have one.
KYLIE
Is that an Uno Reverse card? I think as a wave of flushness hits me. I look around and... Oh. Fuck Paul looks good. James looks interesting, my eyes linger on James's tits, but Paul. Mmm I could do fun things to a little girl like Paul. Oh fuck. I'm now bisexual.
"Uhhh nothing happened" I lie. I don't want this used against me. Paul pouts some more, god she keeps doing that and it's so cute.
"Still your turn, Paul" I say, trying to get eyes off me.
"Hmm, well James you have been awfully smug. Tarot or Dare?"
James ponders for a second, before saying "Dare"
"There's a guy in the room next to us, go over and give him head, devil." Paul blurts out, as the devil card flashes.
"Really? Comon Paul thats gro"-"I'll do it." James interrupts me with a smile and gets up and walks over to the other room. I put my ear against the walls, and can hear some muffled talk, and then silence. At least the walls are pretty good at stopping the noise.
Paul sees what I'm doing and comes over. She gets on the couch, on her hands and knees, and leans over, putting her ear to the wall, listening to the other room. She turns to me and gins "Oh I think I hear something". God her lips are so close to mine. I feel my nipples harden as I look over Paul's body and girlish smile. Her tits propped up, showing ample cleavage, but partial obstructed by her beautiful black hair. The black one piece hugging her skinny body, but revealing her perfect ass. Fuck you fool card. I feel a twinge of longing as she is practically begging for someone like me to show her how it's done. I take my hand forward and place it on the side of her face. Paul looks at me, quizzical. I lean in and kiss. Pushing her down against the couch. Fuck, she kisses me back, with a look of surprise on her face.
Kissing a woman is interesting, I think, as I bit her plump bottom lip. No stubble, thicker, softer. I press the girl down as I climb on top of her, straddling her. I see her nipples piercing her black fabric, and I take my left hand and slightly pinch her right tit.
"ohhh. Kylie"-"Shh" I interrupt her moan. "Mrs. Becca to you." I say with a grin. I go in for a tongue while my hands pull her tits out of her one piece and squeeze her ample tits. "Fuckkk '' she moans again. My right hand goes to her crotch and she's soaking wet. I can feel the dampness through her outfit. I pull it aside and start rubbing her clit, slowly. I can feel her shudder and look up to me, eyes full of innocence and desire. "I know you have been itching to fuck me for years", I reveal. They're always so obvious, while I've seen every trick in the book. "So now, I want you to finally ask for this."
"Fuck me Mrs. Becca" she pleads. I obliged and put two of my fingers inside her while massaging with my thumb. She holds back a moan as I speed up, and up. Her small hand clamps over her mouth "mmmmmmmMMMMM" she releases, fuck thats hot, fuck I want some. As soon as that thought enters my head, her whole body twitches and he slams her thighs together as she cums. I can feel her legs twitching around my fingers as I slow down. I pull my wet fingers out of her pussy and lick them clean. I move off of Paul, and they put their tits back into their one piece. "Fuck that felt gooood... wait fuck... did we just do that?" Paul pants. A slightly worried look crosses her mind.
"Don't ask too many questions. My husband will never find out" I smile. "Now, my turn!" I say just as a stone lights up in the center. "Aw damn it!"
JAMES
So that's what cum tastes like, I wonder, as I finish cleaning off Tristan's dick. Pretty fun guy, and big dick, I think to myself, as I use a cocktail napkin to wipe some dribble off my face. Tristan is pulling his pants back up, a relaxed smile plastered over his face.
"Wow, must be my lucky day, '' he quips. "Uhh do you need anything? Want anything?" He says with an easy smile. My nipples had been rock hard and sensitive through the whole ordeal, and it probably didn't help that they, with their piercings, were obviously poking through my tight red top. Warmness was flowing all through me as I felt pretty powerful reducing this male down to his basic instincts. Maybe... an image of him fucking me doggy style passes through my mind.... but I'm unfortunately next in the game.
"Unfortunately I have a game to win" I say, getting up from off my knees and giving him a wink, leaving him to his bliss.
"Aw damn it!" I hear our lovely mom of the group yell as I walk in to collect my shining rock.
I see paul splayed out on the couch. His/her hair was a mess and I could see his lipstick was ruined... and so is Kylie's lipstick I notice. She is downing a drink. I wonder if she knows that her erect nipples are really obvious in her blue dress. "so... did I miss something"
"no!" they both stammer out. They definitely were making out. Kylie isn't bi though-oh the Lover card, paired with the fool that seems like a dangerous situation.
I laugh "You both are orgasming horny bisexuals now. I can't leave you to alone!" Kylie flushes red from embarrassment while I don't think Paul even registered what I said. That little girl, she was quite a bundle in that black get up. Tits on display, pussy easy access, strangely it wasn't doing much for me as I thought it would, but still, she was workable. "Paul, or hmm, Page? Tarot or Dare!"
"Uhh Dare"
PAUL
James's dark red lips part as a cruel smile stretches across her face. "Hmmmm" she thinks out loud, nearly hidden from the club music. "You know, I think I'm the only one here who hasn't orgasmed, and considering what I've had to do this night, that is a shame, wouldn't you think?"
Oh I could see where this was heading. I could still feel the pleasure ebbing through me when Mrs. Becca showed me a good time. Hell, I still think I'm a bit wet and ready to go again.
James moves forward on her couch, putting her large ass on the edge of her seat and leaning in. Her tits fully in my face as she takes one hand on the helm of her skit and starts rolling it back, slowly revealing a matching red thong.
"You know Page" She emphasizes her made up name for me "you should like the good little servant you are and eat me out, Make me cum. I want to know how it feels as a woman. I've uncharacteristically done a lot of giving, and now I want to take." She delivers emphasizing the T in take. My Hanged Man card flashes in agreement. "I do think it would be fun to have the amazing Paul doing the dirty work for once, something I would love to hang over your sweet little head."
I feel my pussy twing. God James did look hot, with her two piece fit, hugging her curves and revealing her pierced nipples through the fabric. But, it was still James, and he was being an Asshole, or I guess a Bitch! Mrs. Becca was different, I've been pinning her ages, but James! He was still a dude in there, my best friend! I was still a dude even, just uhh not at the moment. How am I going to look at him tomorrow in the eyes?
James must have saw the conflict on my face as they tut "oh, seems like you are chickening out, and here I thought you wanted to win... Oh well". Mrs. Becca rolled her eyes at her delivery, but was staying out of it. Maybe she was gunning for a win herself.
Fuck. I was down one point, compared to both of them. Fuck this. "Spread your legs bitch" I growl, as I get down on the floor in front of her.
"There she is, a bit of a fight in her!" James laughs as she spreads her legs and moves her thong out of the way. A perfectly shaven pussy greets me, as I grab her hips and go do town. I feel her hand thread my hair at the top of my scalp, long fingernails grazing me, as it grabs my roots and pulls me in tight. Fuck
KYLIE
James is leaning back enjoying themselves, biting her lip and breathing harder and harder. Fuck what a show. I feel my nipples being hard as diamonds, as I lean forward for a drink. "You know..." James lets out mid gasp, "the funny thing is... I don't even think I'm attracted to girls right now mmmmmmm ahhh'' she shivers as her thighs wrap around Page's head. A stone flashes, but Page, well... Paul, doesn't see it. "More, More" James continues, greedily.
Fuck that was supposed to be my orgasm. I got Page worked up for it, and now I'm just watching. I rub my left nipple slowly through my dress, feeling a small wave of tension spread across my body. "Sorry I, ahhhh, stole her frommm... you" James lies in between breaths. What a bitch. She picks up a phone and steals a picture of Page deep in her pussy. Seems like Page didn't even notice.
You know what, fuck this. I look at my cards, hmmmm. Yeah.
"Eat shit James" I lean forward and throw Death (Endings) on top of her Magician Card. Both cards flair and the Magician card becomes blank.
"Wait mmmmm... what?" James eeps out, interrupted by his body nearing climax.
"I'm not done!" Haha this should be interesting! I throw Temperance (Balance) on her Devil Card. Both cards flash and the Devil Card reappears upside down. Reverse meaning right?
Click Clack, James's earrings and nose piercing fall off her face, and disappear into nothingness. "ohmaygod" she lets out an uncharacteristic yelp. James pushes Paul away with the palm of her hand as her sharp painted nails go from long, filed, and red, to perfectly rounded and painted white. Her dark red hair flowing out into a beautiful long, and straightened blonde. James brings her arms across her chest, covering up her revealing outfit, but that becomes a bit unnecessary as her two piece join together again. The dark red spandex-like fabric relaxing off her body as it turns to cloth and lightening into a eggshell white dress. Its hemline relaxed above her knees, while while the top was held up with two spaghetti straps, covering her large tits while not revealing her much cleavage.
"Uhh what happened?" Paul says, getting back up to their seat and wiping their mouth. "Oh, I guess that's mine?" picking up a flowing rock.
"omg Oh my god, I'm sorry Paul! I don't know what came over me!" James squeaks out. She covers herself with her arms looking guilty.
"Little taste of your own medicine there James" I retort. "I inverted his aggressive gothness, I think. We got a little church girl now hahaha" I let out a laugh. She still looked hot, but would probably take some work to get anything out of her.
JAMES
"Dear lord, this is bad. I can't believe Paul was just, I can't believe it felt so good, I can't believe I'm a woman. Holy crap I got tits, and I'm wearing a dress." I stress internally. The dress went down to my lower thighs, and hugged my body enough, more than enough even, for me to feel uncomfortable. I can't believe they convinced me to wear this, and go out to a club. Gahhhhh!
I look up and see a bemused smile on Paul and Kylie's faces. Gah can this night just end. Kylie reached forward and drew the last two cards from the pile to replace the ones she threw at me.
"Hmmm, I got The World card, but we are all at two points..." Kylie slowly says.
Suddenly, all the stones start flashing synchronously. one, two, three flashes.
Paul picks up the rule book and starts flipping-"Ah ha!" her face looks impressed with herself.
"If there is a tie when The World is drawn, then all players have to... Enjoy the rest of the evening as their changes will revert at dawn! Oh what the hell!"
"Well that sucks..." Kylie lets out, leaning back in her seat. "I guess in the mean time... Should we play again?"