"Can't say I'm surprised," George said, his head slumped down.
Naturally, Allison, Isaac, and George each voted for their own suggestion. Even before the vote was suggested, the trio already knew the game was to be decided by the man panting at the thought of a naked woman, and the woman eager for revenge against the person who untied her top in a crowded room. While Death Ring could help each one's goal, they knew the whole group had high endurance. Between that and Allison's lack of skill at beer pong, the choice was obvious.
The group made their way to the backyard, where Allison had already set up a pong table before guests arrived. Amazingly, it wasn't in use right now, and apparently it hadn't seen any use tonight. Not only were very few people hanging around it, no one brought out a keg or cups to use it. George, wanting no part of the ensuing discussion, went back inside to rectify the latter point.
"I'll take first game since it was my idea," Allison said. "So what's my punishment if I get shut out? Naked keg stand?"
"No!" Isaac said. "The whole problem is nudity doesn't punish you anymore."
"But that would be fun to watch," Emily added.
"And that's the other half of it. There has to be an entertainment value for the rest of us."
Phil cracked out softly, "Reverse naked keg stand."
"What?"
"Reverse naked keg stand," he repeats louder, his face flushing. "Ally does the keg stand naked, but instead of her mouth, the nozzle's inserted in her..." Phil could only bring himself to point to his backside.
"FUCK NO!" Emily yelled.
"We only have the one hose," Allison reminded him.
Isaac adds, "Even if we had more, we all intend to get drunk. How would we remember which hose is which later?"
"However," Emily said, a grin plastered across her face, "I don't think anyone would object to muffin flavor."
While the suggestion earned some arched eyebrows from Isaac, Allison grimaced and shook het head.
"No good," she said. "You ever try puttin alcohol up your cooch?"
"You have?" Isaac asked.
"High school. We heard the myth of soakin our tampons in vodka and never double checked before tryin or figurin out why it didn't work. I'll get a little more buzzed, but most of it just sloshes around inside. Waste of good beer."
Instead of backing down, Emily only smiled wider. "Not necessarily."
After a moment, it finally occurred to the trio what she meant. Phil's face grew several shades darker and his pants were now noticeably tenting. Even Isaac could barely restrain his laughter at the thought. And Allison blushed as deeply as Phil while her hands instinctively covered her crotch.
"Absolutely not!" she said. "You guys are not drinkin beer from my pussy."
"It fits all the criteria," Emily said.
Isaac added. "And the fact that you're so embarrassed by it proves it's a good idea."
"Proves what's a good idea?"
At last George returned, a beer keg thrown over his right shoulder and a bag of plastic cups in his left hand. Setting up the table gave Isaac the opportunity to summarize their decision, as well as confirm that George would be part of the punishment. This allowed the big man to point out the very obvious flaw none of them had seen.
George asked, "And Emily's cool with doin this too?"
"What?" she asked, nearly spinning her head completely around.
"You didn't expect Ally to do this alone, did ya? Her opponent's gotta offer the same punishment. And your the only other girl we got."
"I like this idea," Allison said grinning.
Emily was pretty bad at beer pong herself. If Allison could get an early lead. a shutout was all but guaranteed. And the forfeit would give her the opportunity to see how much Emily liked having her clothes stolen. The thought alone nearly had the drummer licking her lips. Of course, the opposite was also true; an early lead from Emily left Allison naked. And Allison knew that a moment ago.
"Not happenin," Emily said. "Find something else."
"Why?" Isaac asked. "We'll just do like a body shot if one of us loses."
"You and Phil would enjoy that more than me," Allison said. "I'm not kissin your dicks if ya lose."
Emily's eyes lit up. Her face twitched as her lips crooked once more. "Does that mean you would if they win?"
"Fuck. You."
"C'mon, Ally," Isaac said. "We'd eat you out if you win."
"You'd still enjoy that too much," she countered. "It's supposed to be punishment. And fun for everyone."
"Then we do it naked. Loser strips down and frenches the winner's groin. And for good measure, we streak afterwards. Just to make sure everyone got a good look."
"I like it," Emily said.
"Okay," Phil cracked softly.
George shook his head. "I'm still sitting out. But we have our wagers."
Allison mumbled, "I hate all of you."
Though she'd never admit it, these forfeits were more than agreeable for the drummer. Besides the chance at revenge if she plays Emily, oral with Isaac or Phil had benefits no matter who she faced. If Phil's virgin dick lasted more than a minute with Allison's experienced tongue, she'd eat her panties. Sucking him off meant a shorter punishment. And that says nothing about the faces he's going to make and the means she has to make him blush. As for Isaac, they were nearing this point in their relationship anyway. She'd already let him reach second. and this was by far the slowest she's ever gone in a relationship. What does this bet really do? Bring her back to speed. Besides, he piled on. If he had a problem with either forfeit, he would have said something, right?
Allison didn't bother contemplating a shut out against Phil and Isaac. They were more experienced players, and held their liquor better than she did. The only chance she had of stripping them was if they threw the game. Winning itself was already a challenge. Really, her main focus was to just score against them.
With the terms set, the rest of her friends established her involuntary opponent in a fair manner. It's not the Phil and Isaac didn't want their blowjobs, they just prefered the idea of Emily naked as they held her legs. And the result was...