Board to Tears (Closed)

Adam simultaneously chuckled and cringed at Kenzie’s comment. “Well, I don’t want her to suffer any more than she needs to… but that’s a good point… I mean, she doesn’t have to suck us off, right? Just swallow it…” he said, then turned to Ashley, and put a hand on her shoulder. “It’s your choice. We’ll do whatever it takes to help. Right Kyle?”

Kyle nodded nervously, and took Ashley’s shaking hand. “It’s going to be ok,” he said, trying to reassure her. This wasn’t how he pictured his potential first sexual experience going.
 
It was honestly a bit intimidating and scary to be forced to choose between being dramatically ill, or sucking down two strangers’ seeds. Ashley didn’t want to swallow any of their bodily fluids, and she wasn’t at all prepared to do any sexual acts- that wasn’t what she had signed up for!

Still, her dizzy head was starting to ache, and her toes felt like they were going partially numb, so she was more terrified of what would happen to her if she didn’t concede to the game’s lewd commands. Thinking in silence for a moment, she came to the conclusion that it was a small price to pay to feel better again.

Each of them was given a nod, the woman tapping her mouth as though to say, ‘let’s just do it.’
 
Adam looked at Ashley, then Kyle, and nodded, clear what they were to do. “It’s going to be over before you know it,” he reassured her, and unzipped himself once again, letting his manhood hang free once again.

As Adam began stroking his meat, Kyle hesitated. “Uh, you first…” he told Adam with a shaky voice.

Adam looked down at Ashley, as his hardness grew- the light seemed to be fading from her eyes, her body growing limp. “C’mon,” he urged, “We might not have much time, and it’ll be quicker if we do it together.”

Reluctantly, Kyle pulled down his own pants, revealing his full length- it didn’t take much until he was near fully erect. Quickly, he stood over Ashley, pointing his cock toward her mouth.
 
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(OOC: if Kyle has a hard time, Kenzie will probably step in to help him.)

“Jesus Christ…” Kenzie muttered to herself, sitting at the edge of the couch with her head in her hands. Were they really doing this? It seemed like they had no choice, but she would have wished that Ashley’s first taste of cum would be from something she had been excited for. Now it was just a means to an end, an antidote for a sickness.

The dizziness in Ashley was growing, a faint pulsing now in her head as she sat on the couch. It was like she couldn’t focus on anything, the room spinning when she would open her eyes. So she closed then, hoping that might help. One good thing was that she had stopped shivering, her teeth now ceasing their chattering. However, in its place, she could feel the numbness traveling up her legs slowly, unable to feel her feet now.

She had the vague recollection that both of their cocks were now out, but she had no idea how far along they were. All she knew was that she needed their cum sooner rather than later if she was going to be okay. The young woman opened her mouth, tilting her head up like a baby bird in need of something delicious to consume.
 
Both young men were now fully erect, but the stress of the situation slowed their climax, and they could see the poor girl fade before their eyes. And yet, something about her helpless state- the drooping, rolling eyes, tongue extended pathetically, desperately to receive them both - was incredibly erotic. Kyle was close- he felt his cock twitch, and his balls surge. With an intake of breath, he positioned the head of his shaft on her pursed lips. He felt her delicate, near lifeless fingers graze his thigh, and it sent a jolt through him, causing him to moan. So close… he was so close…
 
She felt something against her lips, a bit of precum dribbling into her mouth. This taste… in the hazy recesses of her mind, she recognized that it was probably cum, but it was frustrating that it only seemed like she had been given a drop of it. Her body hungered for it, needed it more than anything else right now. It was as though she was being teased, her salvation from this foggy state being dangled on a line just out of reach.

In that moment she simply acted, moving her head forward and closing her soft lips around the shaft of his cock. Her mouth suctioned on, ducking his length as though trying to drain him. Vaguely, she remembered that she had been told once that guys need movement to cum, so she began moving her head back and forth, bobbing on his hard rod with an unfocused expression.
 
“Ohhhh fuck… ohhhhhhhhh fuck…” Kyle moaned louder, and started to breathe heavily. It seemed clear now that she was enjoying, or at least participating in the act, which relaxed and encouraged him. Within a couple of minutes, his warm, sticky seed released, and filled the girl’s mouth. Kyle cried out momentarily, as the sensation overtook him, then sank back on the couch.

“Good girl, make sure you swallow it,” Adam encouraged her, his cock in his hand. “Feeling any better?” he asked. She didn’t seem fully recovered, but he didn’t want to put her through any more of it wasn’t necessary.
 
She didn’t need to be told to swallow-she was already sucking down that creamy seed as soon as it hit her tongue. It didn’t taste the best, but it wasn’t a bad taste either. It coated her tongue with a taste she only describe as desire. While she had hoped for immediate relief, that hadn’t been the case. The numbness had stopped moving up her legs, but that was the only noticeable difference. Obviously she had to have a dose from each of them before the game would let her have any meaningful respite from the sickness.

While she couldn’t answer him verbally, she instead reached out and laid her hands on his hips blindly, pawing at him and trying to get him to come closer. Ashley opened her mouth wide and leaned forward, still very disoriented and in need of his remedy. In her haze, she wasn’t sure where his cock was, her tongue licking the air and desperately searching for it.
 
“Here it is,” he said, guiding her limp head toward his waiting cock, which he eased between her lips. He brushed her long, fiery red hair out of the way, and guided her head back and forth over the veiny shaft, almost until it touched the back of her throat, but careful not to block her breathing. His cock filled her small mouth, and he could feel it pulse against her cheeks and tongue.

It began to dawn on Kyle what he’d just done, and his eyes began to swell. He looked to Kenzie on the other side of the room, expecting to see her disapproving stare.
 
Kenzie was watching him, her arms crossed over her chest. While she normally wouldn’t approve, these were… extenuating circumstances. For one, Ashley needed them to cum to get better and the quicker he did that, the better. For two, it seemed as though Ashley had given him permission, albeit non-verbally. She waved at Adam to keep going, though she did have a slightly sour look on her face. Kyle had been gentle, but if Adam tried anything too exuberant with her like face-fucking her roughly, she was more than prepared to come over there and knock some sense into him.

“Mm…” they may all been surprised to hear a little noise of need from Ashley. While she was still unable to speak, it seemed as though the muteness had relented to include noises since one turn had passed. After having spent most of her energy bobbing on Kyle, she was too tired to move her head now. This didn’t stop her from sucking and letting her tongue slide along the underside of his shaft, the tip of her tong occasionally flicking up on one side or another.
 
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Adam was glad to see Kenzie motion for him to continue. Since he saw her muted and then struck ill, he’d been focused on Ashley, but when he saw Kenzie with her arms folded, he hesitated. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her friend, even if he had to do things without permission. He tried to keep in mind that she was probably inexperienced when it came to blowjobs, but he knew he had to cum, to cure her- for now, his pleasure came first.

Her mild moan, a sure sign she was enjoying the act, sent a vibration through his shaft, and her tongue aided in heightening the swell of sensation along his throbbing cock. Gently but without hesitation, he pressed himself into her, making sure every drop of warm, wet seed found its way down her soft throat.

“Oh, fuck,” he sighed, with a slight grin, as he collapsed back into the couch.

Kyle held Ashley’s hand, and watched her face carefully. “How do you feel?” he asked with concern.
 
She swallowed eagerly, dutifully gulping down every drop of cum. Even as his cock withdrew from her mouth, she was starting to regain her senses. The numbness quickly receded, her legs soon feeling normal once again. Her head cleared, the clouds of disorientation dissipating and allowing her to focus once more.

Ashley could barely remember what had transpired, only getting the vague sense that her mouth had been home to two cocks in the past five minutes. Logically, she knew she had swallowed their cum, but it was difficult to accept since she didn’t quite remember. Regardless, she felt healthy again and for that she was extremely grateful.

Looking at Kyle, she game him a small smile and a thumbs up.
 
Kyle smiled wide, glad that Ashley didn’t seem too upset at what had just happened, and that she was back to normal… well, almost. He’d almost forgotten that she still hadn’t regained her voice.

Then, he looked at the dice sitting on the board, with dread. It was his turn. What was in store for him? He picked them up, took a deep breath, and rolled. Two two’s. Like clockwork, his figurine proceeded across the board, then the message appeared:

The whole crew’s been through a lot. When a two is rolled, you should all take a shot.

At this point, “should” seemed like more than a suggestion. But he still had questions. “I rolled double twos. Does that mean we each take two shots?”

“Better safe than sorry,” Adam said, getting up to retrieve the booze from the table. “Who wants rum, and who wants vodka?”

With a nervous voice, Kyle asked for vodka, and an orange juice chaser, figuring vodka was virtually tasteless, and that there was no prohibition against chasers. He’d had beer before, but hard liquor was new territory to him, and he didn’t want to embarrass himself any further.

“Hey Kenz, where do you keep the shot glasses?” Adam called from the next room , assuming they must have some.
 
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“They’re in the upper cabinet to the right of the oven!” Kenzie called back to him. The shots themselves were black and white with ‘Shots! Shots! Shots!’ written on them. “And I would also take vodka with an orange juice chaser!” Truthfully, she could have downed both shots with no problems, but she preferred a bit of sweetness and she didn’t want Kyle to feel weird about requesting it either. Both of the liquor bottles had been bought new, the woman having run out previously.

Ashley scribbled on the notepad and showed it, the page saying, “I’ll take rum.” It seemed like rum would be easier than vodka. Pirates in movies seemed to be able to drink it with relative ease, so she figured it might be more kind in a sense. Kenzie relayed this to Adam, calling out from the front room to let him know.
 
“Got it- Two vodkas and two rums, coming up!” Adam called back, choosing rum himself. He put the shot glasses in his pocket, and a handle of liquor in each hand. “Hey, can someone help with the OJ and glasses?” He called out, realizing he’d overlooked them. Kyle left to pitch in.

When they entered the kitchen, Kyle could have sworn he heard an extra set of footsteps, leaving the kitchen and heading toward the bathroom down the hall. “Must be mice.” he thought.

Once back in the room, Adam set everything up for the players, then picked up his shot of rum. “Wish I had some clever toast,” he smiled, first looking at Kenzie, then the two younger players. “Let’s just get through this quickly, huh?”

“Cheers to that,” Kyle sighed, and downed his shot nervously. It burned and stung his throat, left a warm feeling in his gut, and made his head spin a little. But he tried not to let his discomfort show, knowing that that had gotten him teased in the past. Still, he coughed and grunted as he downed his orange juice. The room seemed to glow slightly, as did his cheeks.

“Hey, do you have another roommate?” he asked Ashley, curious about the noise he’d heard.

Adam looked at Kenzie, smiling half because he knew Kyle would have at least a little difficulty with his shot, and half because he wanted to share a moment with her. They clinked glasses and he downed his shot of rum, with no need for a chaser- he was used to shots, and rum was sweet enough. It relaxed him a little, which was welcome. He was glad to get through the turn without much trouble.
 
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“Cheers,” Kenzie said sarcastically, picking up her vodka, clinking it, and downing it like a pro. She then took her chasers and smacked her lips. There was something really delicious about orange juice, the sweet citrus taste being the perfect chaser for the harsh vodka. As far as she was concerned, the only thing the had to cheer about for the moment was the fact that Ashley was no longer withering away beside them.

She had a decent tolerance for alcohol, so she wasn’t affected beyond the warmth in her stomach and a bit of relaxation it provided.

Meanwhile Ashley wrote on the notepad and held it up for Kyle to see. ‘No roommate, but we have a cat named Muffin. She’s a big, fat cat.’ She smiled at him, hoping that she could show him the large cat later at some point.

With this, she reached for her rum and tried to copy the way Kenzie had thrown it back. It didn’t go so smoothly for her though, the lady coughing and sputtering slightly as her eyes watered. Why did it burn so much and how could they drink it as though nothing was up with it? Once she recovered, she repeated the process with the second shot, shuddering and grimacing. It made her feel warm and a bit floaty, which was actually kind of nice. Sighing, she leaned against Kyle and watched Kenzie pick up the dice and roll them.

“Your ship has stalled from plants in the walls. Beware of the vines and sap. They want to lay eggs so beware of your legs, and keep an eye out for their traps.”
 
Kyle was all too happy to comfort Ashley after her struggle with the rum- he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, caressing the soft fuzzy sweater, as Kenzie took the dice and rolled. He read the message with horror.

He was about to protest that plants don’t lay eggs, but it seemed a minor detail compared with what they knew they were about to face. Within moments, thick, spindly vines, covered in sticky, gooey sap, appeared on the walls, and along the floor. Two snaked out from under Kenzie’s chair, grabbing her by the ankles before she could get away, and began snaking up her bare legs, then up around her stomach, toward her neck. A third appeared- this one with a glistening egg perched on the end. While Kyle sat in shock, Adam rushed to free her, but was quickly knocked back by a vine as thick as a tree trunk. He could only sit there, stunned, as the cock-like vine forced its way through the leg of Kenzie’s tight shorts, leaving a trail of slime.
 
To say that she was shocked was an understatement. Kenzie looked on in terrified horror as the vines started trying to get a hold on her. She struggled, reaching down ether hands to try to pull the vines off, but they were wrapped too tightly around her and wouldn’t be budged. They were also heavily lubricated, her hands essentially slipping off them as well.

Ashley squealed with fright and pulled her legs up from the floor, getting up into a standing position on the couch so she could run if she needed to. The vines were everywhere, and part of her doubted she could make it in time if she tried to bolt.

How the vine had been able to squeeze into the tight leg of her jeans, Kenzie had no idea. All she knew was that she could then feel it wriggling further until it had bypassed her underwear. The thick thing rubbed against the lips of her pussy, smearing it’s thick sap along her lips until it deigned that it was time.

The woman let out a gasp as she felt it invade her, slipping into the recesses Of her pussy, the bulbous egg feeling like the head of a cock within her. It started to rock in and out, fucking her helpless cunt as she whimpered and struggled.
 
As it fucked her mercilessly, the cock-vine began to swell, eventually ripping a hole from the leg to the crotch of Kenzie’s short shorts, exposing her thigh and pussy, which glistened and dripped with sap. The ‘arms’ pulled her back into her seat, holding her down as the plant had its way with her.

Adam tried once again to free her, and again was struck down by thick, oily branches. Kyle finally found the courage to try as well, but his lighter frame was struck even harder. Thinking quickly, Adam crawled to the edge of the fireplace, and grabbed the hatchet laying on the hearth.

Slowly, huge, bright orange blooms began to emerge from the vines, opening to reveal a purple, sharply barbed stamen in the center of each.
 
She panted and gasped as the thing ravaged her, feeling it growing in girth at some point. It stretched her, rubbing against all her sensitive spots with her warm walls. With the amount of lubrication it produced, it moved slickly and easily in and out of her body, her hips rocking with its persistent movements. The vines at her legs forcefully made her widen her legs to further display her plump pussy being thrusted into. Something was building in her body, and she knew what it meant- despite being afraid and reluctant, this plant thing was going to make her cum if it didn’t stop.

Ashley didn’t know what to do, especially since the plant seemed capable of batting them away as though they were nothing. She watched helplessly as her roommate was fucked, the slick sound of it grating on her ears. Then she saw Adam going for the hatchet. If he tried to attack, he was just going to be batted away again, unless… unless there was a distraction. Hopping down from the couch, she began stabbing the vines with her pen, green goop spurting out when she did so.

One of the flowers trembled for a moment before shooting out a barb that pricked her right below her neck. Her eyes rolled up and she collapsed to the floor, unable to move.
 
Adam took advantage of the distraction, and sliced clear through the largest vine within reach, causing even more of the green goo to spew forth. The plant reacted immediately, tensing all over, including the protrusion deep inside Kenzie, which gave one final, deep thrust before slipping limply to the floor. Adam quickly rushed to her, pulling the slick vines from her. As the vine died, the sap grew stickier, and he raced to make sure she wasn’t trapped.

Kyle saw the barb pierce Ashley’s pale skin near her collarbone, and rushed to her side, moments too late to catch her before she fell to the floor. Nearly in tears, he checked her pulse- alive, thank god. When he was sure it hadn’t hit a major blood vessel, he pulled the barb quickly from her skin, and removed his shirt to wipe the small trickle of blood that came from the wound. For a moment, the game, and whose turn it was, didn’t matter. What had happened to Ashley and what were they going to do about it? He looked to her heavily drooping eyes with concern, as he lifted her limp body to the couch.
 
The stabbing of the vine with the pen only seemed to make the vine within Kenzie more aggressive, the thing pumping her with reckless abandon. Her legs started to tremble and she let out a choked moan as the main vine was severed and the phallic vine, the woman cumming as it thrusted its last thrust. She couldn’t control it, her pussy radiating pleasure from that built-up pleasure she was subjected to.

She clung to Adam as he pulled the vines from her and helped her up, her own legs feeling like jello at the moment. “Is it gone?” Her whisper shook a bit with fear.

Ashley was fully aware of what was going on, but couldn’t move. The only thing she could do was move her eyes at the moment. She saw Kyle helping her up and made a note to herself to thank him later. It was scary, being paralyzed, but hopefully it was only a temporary situation.
 
Although it got him covered in slime, Adam hugged Kenzie tight, reassuring her that she was going to be ok. “It’s gone,” he nodded assuredly. “You’re safe now... but you might want to take a shower and change…” he chuckled lightly, looking at her slime-covered clothes, and the tear running down her shorts leg. Whatever else this game had in store for them, he was going to face it like a warrior.

Kyle sat next to Ashley on the couch, stroking her hair as she lay almost motionless- only her eyes seemed able to move. “You’re going to be ok, I promise,”
he whispered, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke. He wasn’t actually sure whether that was true, but he wanted to believe it, and he needed her to believe it.
 
Kenzie nodded, still shaking a bit. Clearing her throat, she looked up at Ashley, then at Adam and said, “my phone isn’t working so I assume your probably won’t either. I need you to go find a neighbor so you can call an ambulance for Ashley.”

At this point, she was really worried about her. They had no idea whether the paralyzation would lead to other consequences or even death, nor did they know if it was going to get better. Fact was, they needed medical assistance right now.
 
Kyle nodded, and quickly dashed for the door. He swung it open, and found himself moments from falling into an endless black void, stopping himself only just in time. He braced himself against the door frame as the vacuum of space sucked against him
with all its might. Using the last of his strength, he managed to shut the door, and returned to the group in a flustered panic.

“It’s… there’s nothing…
We’re actually… Look!” he panted, pointing to the window, where Mars floated slowly by.

“Holy shit…” is all Adam could manage, as he realized what was happening.
 
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