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Good things come in threes?
🕑 Added 2023-03-17 00:06:26 +0000 UTCPrevious chapter: https://www.patreon.com/posts/no-good-in-hood-79761977?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link
Incredibly, Kitty rolled the third three of the round. Matching both Alice and Bitch this round kept Kitty ahead, if only by a little bit. More importantly, rolling a three made the goal line within reach for next round. All she had to do was get a five or higher. Simple, right?
All that was between herself and the win was the inevitable mental card she had to endure as her piece came to a halt on another red tile.
The suspense before getting to know how the game would fuck one's mind over was by far the worst part of the game. Having one's body be altered in unimaginable ways? Manageable. Losing yourself as new ideas and compulsions are forced into your brain? Terrifying.
Besides the constant struggle of dealing with her increasing levels of arousal, Kitty couldn't help but pose her body in suggestive ways. It was either than or taking pictures of her underwear and tits every now and then. Both equally as problematic to the usually reserved girl. If she tried REALLY hard she could restrict the compulsions to only spreading her legs, which in and of itself was a vulgar showing, but not nearly as bad as grabbing and massaging her tits for instance.
A bit of a struggle to constantly show off the wares?
Easier is the burden on she who never cares
Fighting to perform by your own volitions
Let's see how you fare without inhibitions!
Do you continue or chicken out?
The least cryptic poem yet! Sure as hell made things easier for Kitty. Or perhaps harder? Knowing exactly what one was heading into could be equally as bad, if not worse of a strain. Sometimes ignorance really is bliss..
No inhibitions, huh? That was really dangerous. Not that it'd affect her in the slightest during the game. They were all fairly fucked already. Alice was squirming on the floor, clearly being worked up by playing the pet-part. Bitch is in a half-daze as she was suffering from "withdrawals" after not having had a drink or cig for almost an hour. And Ruby.. Well Ruby is a fucking whore and that's that.
Upon further reflection, it dawned on Kitty that having lowered inhibitions might be an advantage. If she didn't mind how she portrayed herself she wouldn't have to dedicate so much of herself to restraint. But what if they were lowered so much that she fucked up the wish at the end? The only one she could trust right now was herself, what if she couldn't even do that? Then again, the alternative was chickening out and that was out of the question anyways. The rounds always ended in continuing, chickening out at this stage was too detrimental. So why even bother considering it? Mostly because the cards were too grave to take lightly. It felt as though one should give it some proper thought and consideration. Anything else would be reckless, even if it was the safest option. Slowing down the pace whenever a change was due was also a way of coping. Hadn't it been so gradual the situation would probably have completely ruined them mentally. With every mental card, the next one felt slightly more manageable.
"Continue"
And with that Kitty underwent her most drastic change yet. Though it was only a mental card, it's effects were immediately obvious regardless. The whole air around her changed. Her whole demeanor had been that of restraint and self control up until this point. All that went right out the window.
Her previous "curse" of constantly displaying herself could suddenly reign free as she no longer possessed any will or desire to stay modest. She folded her top up over her breasts which revealed an incredibly skimpy bra. Without her inhibitions there also wasn't anything to keep her libido in check. Despite not being able to come from her own touch, she began furiously working her cunt.
"..Wow"
Bitch was speechless. No other words than wow came to mind as she watched Kitty put on the show of a lifetime. Hell, had she been thinking clearly she might've done Kitty a solid and recorded it for her "work"..
Meanwhile Alice could feel the end of the game approaching rapidly. She might practically be out of contention, but the game still required her to go on with her turn to progress. And go on with her turn she did.
