4 more inventions

Kai listened to the recording one final time, she had to be absolutely certain that her script was perfect. When it was done she took a deep breath. What she was about to do was crazy, she knew that, but she didn't see any other way forward. The...specimen...she'd received from Jonas was the key to her success in volleyball this year, but she just couldn't bring herself to drink it. Not in her present condition anyway.

She picked up the hypno ray and then tapped play on her phone. She only had a few seconds to get ready. She pointed the gun at herself and closed her eyes as she pulled the trigger. She felt a rush of heat over her body and then...nothing...

Regan smiled at the two women staring at her. They weren't as quite or as subtle as they thought they were. She'd heard the blonde address the other as Lars, a rather unfeminine name, and she'd seen their odd behaviour during the beer pong game. She was sure of it. At least one of them was a player. Since they were staring at her, it was only natural for her to go confront them, wasn't it? She sauntered over slowly, stopping just feet away from them, "Hi! I saw you checking me out, I'm Akiko, and yes, I'm single!"

If they were a player, they would get espionage too. Now that she knew how it could be use she figured it was best to give a false name. Even a false ethnicity she hoped. These two white chicks wouldn't immediately peg her as Vietnamese and if they looked up the name she'd given them it would point them further east.

"Um, hi. Lisa. Sorry I wasn't trying to stare..." The brunette muttered.

"Sorry, my friend just thought you looked familiar." The blonde said.

"Ah...well I do have that kind of face. Tell me where you think you know me from?" Regan asked, hoping the obedience she saw before wasn't a fluke.

"I thought you looked like-" Lisa started to say, but was cut off as the blonde elbowed her in the gut.

"Be quiet," The blonde said, "Don't be rude. Sorry, she thinks all Asian's look the same. I told her she was being racist. We should go."

The blonde grabbed her friend's hand, but Regan stepped closer, "Wait. I'm not offended at all. In fact," Regan looked the brunette up and down, "She's just my type. Why don't you give us a chance to get to know each other?"

Suddenly the brunette reached out and started to grope Regan. Regan felt a flush of momentary panic. How could she forget about that? Now they'd definitely peg her as a player too!

"Oh haha, guess I'm your type too!" Regan tried to play it off, "Want to go make out?"

It didn't work. The blonde stared at her, "You're a player. Nefarious?"

Well that confirmed what Regan thought. The blonde was a player. Since she knew one player was a professor, and Kai was the 1st year athlete, only one of them could be players and it was definitely the blonde. Regan smiled, she wasn't about to it defeat so easily.

"I'm not sure what you are talking about...actually it's kind of embarrassing. A couple days ago people just stared groping me when I got close, I have no idea why but I can't seem to tell them to stop. It was around the time those bugs ate everyone's underwear." Regan gave her best disarming smile.

"Right...sorry to have bothered you. Lisa come with me." The blonde successfully pulled the brunette away this time. Regan didn't stop them, she didn't have to. In fact, she didn't want to. She wouldn't get more info out of them without proving to them that she was a player too. And she was pretty sure her lie hadn't done much other than plant a little seed of doubt.

Regan waited until they were off the property, then took a step forward herself to follow them. Knowing what they looked like was good. Knowing where they lived was even better.

Her attempt to track them was stopped before it started, as a distraught Ashley suddenly appeared in front of her, "He's here! Fuck! That bastard!"

"What are you talking about?" Regan asked.

"My boyfriend! Fuck! Ex-boyfriend!" Ashley cried. Her tears had caused her mascara to streak down her cheeks and she looked totally wild as she struggled to get the words out, "I caught him! Them! Upstairs! Fuck!"

Regan frowned. As much as she wanted to blow Ashley off to follow those two, she knew she'd never live it down if she abandoned Ashley in this moment. Ashley might not be her BFF or anything, but Regan had a vested interest in keeping relations with her roommate friendly, at least until the end of the year. She patted Ashley's hand, "He's a jerk. And he doesn't deserve you. Should we head home?"

Ashley managed to nod, and spent the whole walk back to the dorm complaining about him. Regan was a bit surprised, he'd seemed like a good guy from her limited interaction with him, but lying about visiting family in order to take another girl to a party? A party hosted by his girlfriend's teammate? He wasn't just an asshole. He was a fucking idiot.

They made it back to t he dorm and started to head to their room, "Wait," Ashley said, "Kai wasn't at the party. She's probably holed up in her room. Let's go get her. Misery loves company right?"

Regan smiled, "Sure. Let's go get her."

They knocked on Kai's room. There was no answer. Ashley rolled her eyes, "Kai! I know you love masturbating but cut it out and come me in drowning my sorrows!"

Regan stared at Ashley, "Really? Isn't she a little shy? That's probably going to have the opposite effect."

"Ya, you're probably right..." Ashley itted, "I-" Ashley froze as the door suddenly opened. Kai stood there, a little dazed looking.

"I will come you in drowning your sorrows." Kai said, somewhat flatly.

"Really? Great. Oh this is Regan, you met briefly when you brought me that delicious milk."

Regan grinned, "Pleasure to official meet you Kai."

Saturday Morning Turn 11

Cynthia had a restless sleep. She kept picturing that young man's face as he stared at her. At her chest. She'd never done anything like that before, not even when she was a young dumb college student herself. It was scary. It was exhilarating. She wondered what he thought. Did he like what he saw? She'd never been a beauty queen, or popular at all really. She spent too much time studying to really make friends. But she didn't think she was unattractive, just...low effort. It didn't matter she supposed. She'd never see him again, or if she did, he probably wouldn't place that mystery flasher with the prim and proper professor that she was.

Her tea finished steeping so she removed the tea bag and brought the cup over to her living room. She'd already seen today's twist, and it nearly made her change her plans. She'd wanted the de-aging ray, but the twist reduced the cost of inventions by half. It made more sense to buy the most expensive thing, to get the biggest discount. Still she decided she'd rather have the ray than the lie detector, so her action was set.

The clock flipped over to 8am and she received a series of notifications.

Your spy has produced results. You may now see all player's VP.
Your spy has produced results. You can now see coin totals for your opponents, always updated to before the start of previous turn
Your spy has produced results. Red and Purple live in Waldron Hall.

She dismissed them and played her Invention. It caused her (and everyone else) to lose a spy, and as expected create a small ray gun in her hands. She double checked the effects.

De-Aging Ray Cost 11 VP4 Effect Self [Lose 1 spy] Effect Others [Lose 1 spy] Effect Special [Creates gun that causes target to de-age by 10 years (3 shots)]

Cynthia frowned. 3 shots. That seemed rather limited for this game, but she supposed if she went around zapping everyone it would be pretty suspicious. Regardless she only needed 1 shot for herself, which was exactly why she'd brought it.

She didn't waste time. She turned the ray gun to face herself and pulled the trigger. She immediately turned her phone's camera on to look at herself. She smiled as she saw her new look. At 35 she wasn't exactly old, but who wouldn't rather be 25? Life was just so much easier in your 20s. She put her phone down and picked up her cup of tea. Now she just had to decide who to use her other shots on.

Grey woke up to a killer headache. He groaned and sat up, momentarily confused by the strange weight on his chest. He looked down and saw bare breasts. His breasts. He wasn't sure if he'd ever get used to that. He scrambled from the glass of water he'd left at his bedside table, only to realize it was empty. Another groan as he managed to stand up and shuffle over to his door. He didn't bother with a shirt. Covering his chest would only result in pain later on. After forcing Lars to test the X-change pills last night he figured he could afford to give his roommate a bit of a show this morning.

He stumbled downstairs and found Lars already up and eating a bowl of cereal. He looked up, his eyes momentarily widening at Grey's state of undress. He smirked, "Letting those puppies breath, good choice."

Grey glared, "Can it."

"Hey, you show me art and I'll appreciate it," Lars winked, "I don't know how you can keep your hands off those things. Last night I was all over myself until you ordered me to stop."

"The novelty wears off quicker than you'd think," Grey said, "Besides you didn't try running without a bra."

"Fair enough. Why don't you have a seat? I'll get you breakfast. When I changed back to myself last night my inebriation, and therefore my future hangover, completely disappeared. I'll get you some OJ and toast."

It wasn't like Lars to be so nice, but it wasn't totally out of character. Lars was his best friend, and friends did that kind of thing for each other. Grey sat down and waited as Lars prepared breakfast. Lars set down a plate of toast and a glass of orange juice in front of Grey and Grey greedily drank the whole thing in one go. "Th-" Grey didn't finish his thought. He felt...weird. Really weird.

The change happened quickly, less than a minute from start to finish, but it was slow compared to his original change. He felt himself growing. He felt his chest get sucked in. Felt his muscle bulge, his face grow course. He noticed a strange sensation between his legs and then suddenly realized he once again had a dick. He looked at Lars in shocked, "I'm me again?"

"Sorta. You, but obedient." Lars grinned.

"Hey wait, last night was-"

Lars cut him off, "Stop talking for now. Actually don't speak unless I tell you to."

Grey found his words totally cut off. He stared at his friend, but fought to keep the anger out of his gaze. After all he'd done this to Lars yesterday. Turnabout was fair play...as long as Lars didn't take it too far.

"First of all," Lars looked him up and down, "You aren't you...rather...it looks like it didn't just turn you back. Look at your arms bro."

Grey obeyed, and his eyes went wide. He was...ripped?

"You look like your buff cousin or something," Lars continued, "But I see your nipples are still pierced. Guess you'll have to stay topless, it'll just be more socially acceptable. Anyway your hangover is gone, isn't it? You're welcome. As thanks you are going to get your Nefarious app and let me decide everything. Go grab your phone and come back."

Grey had **** but to obey. Lars had him read out the notifications first.

Your spy has produced results. You came in with another player last night.
Your spy has produced results. Cynthia Grey flashed a stranger as her WORK challenge last night.
Your spy has produced results. Purple has deployed a hypnosis ray.

The last one concerned Grey, but Lars didn't let him dwell on it. He had to read the twist and then each invention card he had. Then Lars decided which he would play.

"Groping gloves. Yes. Buy that one."

Grey did, and a pair of leather gloves appeared on the table.

"Read the description." Lars said.

"Fine. They cost 12 coins, worth 3 VP. I get 1 spy for existing invention. Creates a pair of gloves. When wore allows wearing to touch others without consequence. People will notice the touch, but won't react poorly."

"So I can just fondle people and they'll be cool with it? That's awesome. Give them to me." Lars insisted.

Grey felt like he had to obey. He handed them over and prayed that Lars wouldn't take this too far.

"Good...now slap yourself in the face." Lars said.

Grey obeyed, but only just. Lars hadn't said to do it hard and he found he was able to just tap himself.

"That's it? Oh well. That was for making me take the pill last night and everything that came after. I had fun...just don't do it again. Now then I don't have time to babysit you while you're all suggestible...ok...well...I do, but I want to test out these gloves while you can't stop me. So when I leave here you'll get complete freedom back. Until then, sit tight. I trust you won't come after me. Too many people out there who could give you orders, am I right? Anyway, thanks for the glvoes!"

Lars grabbed the gloves, his wallet, and keys and then rushed out the door.

Grey felt the compulsion holding him down vanish, but he didn't try to chase after lars. There was no point. He just sat there and finished his breakfast. Even if it was just temporarily, it was nice to just be a man again.

Kai woke to an unfamiliar feeling. A hangover. Kai didn't drink. Not to excess anyway. Ever. But she'd had ****. She'd had to help Ashley drown out her sorrows. And Ashley had needed a considerable amount of **** for that.

Kai sat up and waited for the room to stop spinning. Why exactly had she gone there anyway? She ed setting up the voice recording and hitting play. Then she'd hit herself with the ray gun and...she'd woken up and walked over to her door. Ashley and her roommate had been there and Kai just knew she had to go with them. But why...?

The only possiblilty popped into her mind. "Oh no. Oh no. Oh no!"

They'd spoken to her through the door. That had to be it. While she was under the trance. What the hell had they said to her? Obviously come drink with us. Was that it? She tried scanning her mind, thinking of anything that might be different, but came up with nothing. She looked over at the cooler Jonas had given her and strode over to it. She opened it and pulled out the small bottle inside. She felt her pulse quicken at the sight of the gooey white liquid inside. Yesterday the very thought of this being in her room had made her squeamish, but now? Now she found herself licking her lips in anticipation. She unscrewed the lid and immediately tried to pour it into her mouth.

Nothing happened. It was far too cold and viscous for that. Instead she dipped her finger in and scooped some out, then sucked it off her finger. She had no idea what it was supposed to taste like, but intellectually she knew it wasn't supposed to taste like chocolate syrup. That meant the conditioning had worked. Not only had she made herself comfortable with the idea of consuming semen to satisfy the addiction the protein powder gave her, she'd made sure she would have no reason to turn it down. She quickly scooped the rest of it out and sighed in satisfaction. The only thing that would make it better was if it was warm instead of cold. She licked her lips, maybe she should hypnotize herself again. Right now she only enjoyed the cum itself, but the idea of getting it from the source still terrified her. If it was this easy to reprogram her brain then she could just make herself love giving blowjobs...right?

She sat down on her bed and let her hand absentmindedly slide under her panties. She wasn't sure why she didn't masturbate more often, considering how much she loved it, but it just felt like the right thing to do. It would help her focus, decide if it was a good idea or not. As she played with herself she used her other hand to open the app. She lucked out with 6 coins from her spies and quite a few good pieces of information.

Your spy has produced results. You spoke with another player yesterday.
Your spy has produced results. You can now see coin totals for your opponents, always updated to before the start of previous turn
Your spy has produced results. Red lives in Waldron Hall.

Waldron Hall was where she lived. That meant the player she spoke with probably was also the player who lived in this building. She didn't speak to many people, but she tried to say Hi or Good morning in the halls so it didn't narrow it down much. Still, more information was better.

She found herself getting close and put her phone down to really focus. She squeezed her boob as her other hand furiously rubbed her clit. When she came it was loud and powerful and she felt her worries melting away.

When she had come to, she decided it was time to take her turn. Inventions costs were halved, so her best choice was to buy her most expensive invention, and that was the Chastity Belt. She clicked on it, then felt something cold around her waist.

She looked down and saw a shiny metal belt around her waist and between her legs. She tugged at it, but it seemed totally solid. There was a key hole, but no key. She quickly checked the description.

Chastity Belt Cost: 22 VP: 8 Effect Self[Gain 1 card/Gain 5 coins/Traps player in an inescapable chastity belt and gives the key to a random opponent]

"Oh fuck..." Kai whispered, the uncharacteristic swear the only thing that seemed appropriate in that moment.

Regan was glad Kai had agreed to come over last night. Ashley had wanted to get blackout drunk, and she'd wanted company. Regan wasn't a teetotaler, far from it, but she preferred to keep her wits about her. Particularly around another player. That meant she was able to wake up well before Ashley, although it wasn't particularly early. She checked the app immediately, since it was after 8. Earning 6 coins from her spies was a nice find, it meant she could afford almost any of her inventions. The info the gave was a little useless. Kai Fowler is a player. Duh, she'd already figured that out. You encountered two players last night. Kai, obviously, and then definitely one of those chicks for sure. But she already knew both of those things. And that professor had flashed someone. That wouldn't help narrow it down much.

Oh well. Now she just had to pick her invention, Genetically Engineered Virus, X-Change Basic, Pet Kitty, Strip Trigger or Lap Warmer. X-Change had a special effect, and the rest all had hidden effects that only targeting opponents. That was good, she didn't want to whammy herself after all. After a little bit of thought she decided to buy strip trigger. Just because it was the most expensive.

Strip Trigger Cost: 12 VP: 5 Effect Other[Assigned key word that causes victim to remove article of clothing when heard. article can't be put on for 12 hours]

Immediately a window popped up, "Choose your target." She could pick Kai, or Green or Blue.

She was tempted to pick Kai, because then she could test it, but it could also be used to find the identity of the other players. She decided to pick Green.

Another pop up, "Choose your target word." There was a text box for her to write in.

She tapped her foot as she thought about it. Picking a super common word like "Yes" would be funny, but it would also just cause the victim to hide away. It had to be rare enough that it wouldn't trigger constantly, but not so strange that Regan herself said it.

She grinned, "Got it." She typed in her trigger word. Nefarious.

She was surprised when another window popped up.

You've been assigned as the keyholder to Kai Fowler!

"Keyholder?" Regan wondered aloud.

Then suddenly a small silver key appeared in her hand. She didn't know what it was for, but a smile spread across her face anyway. Whatever it was, she was going to have fun with it.