Team red: Igor (36) bodybuilder, bi; Nathan (20) fitness model, straight
Team blue: Sven (16) teen model, straight; Kang (17) teen bodybuilder, bicurious
Modifications currently: Tongue, dick, balls, nipples enlarged. Hourglass on chain connecting nipple clips.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The next room was just as long but also full of obstacles. I cursed myself for having wasted the skip token on the easy one. I sat on the dildo without even flinching and began to walk. There were knees high walls and knee deep pits. Normally I'd have been able to jump those easily, but with my legs tightly together and unable to bend over, those were serious hindrances.
It wasn't actually difficult, just time consuming. At the end I hadn't even half my sand left.
The following room was even longer but empty except for the pillars and the dildo. What would the trouble be this time?
I sat on the rod and slipped right off it as I felt the pain. It was like Tabasco sauce had shot up my ass. Getting off the dildo didn't make the feeling go away – it was an actual substance I now had inside me.
With tears in my eyes I sat back down and waddled slowly across the distance.
The `spiciness' made my cry and even as I dropped the dildo onto the target, the sensation remained.
The next room was again longer than the previous one. This one's dildo was at least twice as thick as the last one and my attempt to sit on it revealed it, too, was laced with a substance that was made to torment my insides.
I had to stare at the hourglass between my nipples to motivate myself. Through the tears it was difficult to see but it was mostly symbolic anyway. If the devils wanted me to fail they could just make me run through corridors until my time was over.
Once I had enough of the thing inside me to get going, I started to walk. It was clear that my ass was getting stretched. Any other time would have collapsed and screamed at the humiliation of being so emasculated. In this case I only hoped it would help me to take in the next few dildos more easily.
Dropping it off felt like tearing my ass apart all over again. Once that room was done I took a break at the door into the next one. The burning in my ass decreased a little bit if I waited around. But I knew the next room would likely have even worse things in store.
There was no dildo in the next room. Instead there was a fist. It stood on the pedestal and pointed up, threateningly.
Only a quarter of my sand was still in the upper portion. I wiggled above the fist to stretch my hole's entrance before sinking down on it. I screamed and raged, sweating more than in any other dildo room. My popping veins must have looked extreme on the tense muscles, especially with my body so unnaturally lean.
I was a tiny bit grateful that this one didn't feed my ass with fire.
It was actually difficult to walk with the fist inside be because it's attached forearm was big enough not to be fully enveloped by my upper legs. I guess only Igor wouldn't have had this problem. I wondered where the Russian had used his own skip token and if he had been wiser with it.
Finally, I was at the pillar and the fist left me.
There was enough sand for one, maybe two more rooms. If I didn't make it out I'd meet one of the torture devices that let the games look like child's play. Whatever I did I couldn't afford to be squeamish.
In the next room I was immediately suspicious. The dildo was by far the smallest one. And there were no obstacles or anything of the sort.
The moment I sat down on the thing I realized the trick. My hole was too stretched. No matter how much I clenched I slipped right off before I even lifted the damn thing.
I squatted over it and flexed and flexed and flexed. How long did it take for a sphincter to snap back into a tight state? I definitely only had time for this one room. If it wasn't the last one, I was screwed.
After a nerve-racking amount of sand had flown down the hourglass, I could lift the dildo and hurried with my tiny steps, using my hands to keep my ass cheeks pressed together. The dildo was so small that it fit wholly inside me so there was no danger of it slipping out through leg movement as long as my ass was held shut.
I made it in record time, much faster than any large dildo would have allowed.
The door swung open, revealing another room. But instead of being disappointed I was greatly excited. The door on the other end was a big wing-like gate like the ones in the main cavern. This was the last room.
I had second's worth of sand left.
The dildo was huge but not fist-sized. I threw myself onto it to drive it all the way in. My screams echoed form the empty walls. Even though the dildo was too long to fit into my entirely I used the same trick as before. I pressed my ass cheeks with my hands. If the dildo fell out during my run, there was nothing I could do.
With a few grains to spare, I jumped over the final pillar and shot the dildo downward.
I fell to the ground below the gates wings which opened up for me. The hub. I had made it. The hourglass crumbled to dust and I flinched as the nipple clips vanished.
"The final player has also succeeded. Here is the ranking. Congratulations to those how guessed not only the order but also the times correctly."
Senseless runes flashed across the pointy screens.
"Congratulations also to those who put the bets onto the right rooms. Nathan skipped room four. Igor skipped room one."
It seemed that the huge guy had hoped the first room was the only one containing a dildo. I was quite astonished to be the last one but maybe I hadn't discovered an efficient technique the others had figured out.
"The winner of this game was Kang who gets to start the next game with an advantage. See you in a bit."
Our bodies were pressed back into waiting position.