D&D Group Busters: Session 1

(Hello once again, my friends of the fetish! Sorry this took so long. It’s been sitting around for months now so I decided to just post it even though I’m still working on the rest of it. It takes a bit to get started because it’s mostly introducing the characters and is mainly verbal right now, but it’s a series and will continue to grow more extreme. I’m looking for feedback and would love to hear suggestions in the comment. Also comment your favorite of the girls, because I’m curious which one I should focus more on. Also here’s the link to part one)

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Max sat in his car outside of Sarah’s house, searching around for where he placed his character sheet. Usually, he was the first to arrive at these sessions, but this time he was running a bit late after having waited for his sister to start showering before heading out so he could avoid her. She had yet to go through with her threat from earlier that week and the last thing Max wanted was for her to try something right before he had to go to his Saturday D&D session. Even so, as he looked around at the number of cars parked by Sarah’s driveway, it seemed like a few people were still missing. 

Max reached over to his glove compartment and popped it open, revealing his character sheet. He was a human monk fighter named Gerald Finnegan. He’d chosen to multiclass with monk and fighter because he’d based his character on boxers. Gerald was 25 years old and his parents had died when he was 5. He has trained ever since in the art of hand to hand combat, joining a local gang known as Ravana’s Army when he turned 18. Since then, Gerald has left Ravana’s Army to pursue his goal of becoming the greatest fighter in the world and he’ll fight anyone who tries to get in his way. This often puts him at odds with the law as public battles, though once a highly respected sport, is now looked down upon as heavily barbaric and criminal behavior.

Max took the sheet and slammed his glove compartment shut. He climbed out of his car, feeling the summer sun kiss his skin. He walked up Sarah’s driveway as he had done countless times before, though this time Steve’s car was noticeably absent. Once Max reached the door, he walked right inside without knocking. He knew Sarah was likely still setting up and was curious who else had arrived.

Upon entering, Max was immediately greeted by Daphne, who attacked him with a big hug. Daphne had been in the group for longer than anyone but Max and Sarah. She was Sarah’s best friend and was truly one of the nicest people Max knew even if she was often pretty oblivious to her surroundings. Unlike with Sarah, Daphne was an incredibly touchy person, hugging and clinging to all of her friends constantly. She was a bit shorter than Max, standing at about an average height for a woman. She had long, golden hair and rather piercing blue eyes. She was a bit on the bigger side, though she carried the extra weight sensually as it merely accentuated her luscious curves. She was wearing a short pink skirt that showed off her gorgeous plump thighs. And a white button up shirt with a few of the top buttons undone, but not enough to show any cleavage.

After the initial surprise, Max hugged her back, enjoying the feeling of her warm body pressed against his. After a few seconds, Max pulled away from the hug. “Hey, Daphne!” He said with a smile before beginning to look around the room. “Who else is here?”

“Oh! Just me and Lily! Well and Sarah… obviously…” Daphne gestured to the living room where a long table with six chairs had been set up. Sitting at the far end of the table and half concealed by a DM screen was Sarah, shuffling through notes and generally trying to set up for the session.

Max started towards his usual spot, the end of the table next to the DM. Usually Steve would’ve sat there and Sarah would’ve sat across from him with Daphne to his right and the rest of the group filling the space with no real consistency in their order. This time though, Max wasn’t sure who’d be sitting across from him since Sarah was in Steve’s old spot and Daphne’s things were already set upon her usual place. These were mostly various snacks which Daphne brought to every session under the guise of it being for the group even though Max and Daphne would inevitably power through all the food within the first thirty minutes.

“Whatup, loser?!” Before Max could make it to his chair, his path was cut off by Lily. She was an incredibly short Asian girl dressed in a black hoodie that covered her curly dark hair and some tight black pants that showed off her excellent ass. Unlike Daphne, Lily was a bit more aggressive with whatever the female version of a napoleon complex is. Despite this, Lily was good friends with most of the group even if her feelings towards Max were a bit more indifferent.

“Ah, Lily! I didn’t see you down there! Almost walked right into you!” Max joked, amused at himself for that clever jab at her height.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Lily reacted pretty much how Max expected considering he was poking fun at her small stature. “You know you got some balls talking to me like that. Be thankful I don’t pop em!”

Max shuddered at the eerie similarity between Lily’s threat and the threat his sister had made mere days earlier. Wanting to shift the subject, Max realized Lily is usually the last person to show up. “In any case, you’re here early”

“You’re here late!” Lily retorted with a smirk. Though she realized she should probably explain herself. “I wasn’t sure when Vanessa would show up and since she hasn’t met anybody yet, it would be pretty awkward for her if she showed up before me”

Max suddenly remembered there was a new girl joining them this time. He was pretty confident in Sarah’s ability to DM in a way that at least comes close to living up to her brother since she’d been with the group and observing him for so long. It was going to be weird not having her as a party member anymore though so he hoped new girl could properly fill Sarah’s place.

Max set his character sheet down at his spot and looked over towards the door, wondering who would show up next before taking his seat. He took out his dice, fancy and metal with a steampunk gear pattern that didn’t really fit this campaign engraved into them. Although he had more dice that would fit the setting better, these were his lucky dice that failed him very rarely. Of course, it was always possible that the dice worked best when Steve was DMing. Even then, it was all just superstition at the end of the day and no matter how well certain dice seemed to do and how poorly others seemed to do, it was all random and favoring dice was just another pointless endeavor that everyone tried nevertheless.

“Gerald Finnegan?” Max turned in surprise to find Daphne hovering over his shoulder looking at his character sheet.

“Ah! H-hey! We’re not supposed to look at each other’s character sheets yet! It breaks the immersion!” Max said as he scrambled to cover up the more important details of his character sheet.

“Oops! Hehe… sorry, I forgot…” Even though Max was covering it, Daphne remained hovering over his shoulder trying to look at the sheet.

“Hey, stop that! Where’d you even come from, anyways?” Max asked, realizing she had seemingly disappeared immediately after greeting him at the door only to reappear at his shoulder. He glanced over her white shirt and noticed an excessive amount of short black hair covering it. “Oh… the cat”

Sarah had a small black cat named Milo. He didn’t come out very often when she had company over as he’s usually pretty skittish, but every once in a while Milo would feel like causing a little chaos and would trot down the stairs to leap onto the table. He’d walk around, get in people’s faces, knock dice off the table, and overall be an immense distraction from the game. Even so, nobody could get angry at the little guy since he was just so darn cute. Not to mention that since seeing him was so rare, any time he did show up felt like a miracle and everyone could ignore the destruction he was causing.

“Where is he?” Max asked, looking around as if somehow by discussing him, Milo would appear.

Daphne looked down shamefully. “Well, he was on Sarah’s bed, but then he saw me and started to get up. He couldn’t leave before I gave him a big old hug though! Anyways, he ran off and now I’m not sure where he is…”

Max chuckled a little at her obvious cluelessness. “You know, if he starts running away when you enter the room, he probably doesn’t want to be around you”

“What?” Daphne takes on a look of confusion for a moment before returning to her usual smiling demeanor. “No! He loves me! He just loves me so much that he couldn’t take it and ran off!” Daphne sat down in her chair and scooted it slightly closer to Max. She looked over at Sarah who was still going through notes before whispering loudly in Max’s ear. “Do you think she’ll do a good job?”

“I can hear you” Sarah’s voice startled Max and Daphne as this was the first time she spoke since he arrived.

“Oh! Uh… Sarah! Hi… I’m sure you’ll do great!” Max wasn’t sure what to make of Sarah’s stiff tone. He wasn’t used to hearing her like that and didn’t want to anger her. Though she had a kind and caring demeanor, Max had always been a little scared of Sarah.

“Uh huh…” Sarah mumbled before abruptly looking up from her notes at Max and Daphne. “Sorry! I’m just busy is all! I didn’t mean to come off as… you know… standoffish”

Daphne’s surprised expression quickly turned into a caring smile. “Oh it’s totally alright! We understand how much this means to you. I mean after all, you’ve been wanting to try your hand at DMing since I joined. Don’t let us distract you from setting up!”

There was a knock at the door and Lily quickly rushed to answer it. She opened it with a big smile Max wasn’t really used to seeing. “Hi Vanessa! We’re still waiting on Jennifer, but everyone else is at the table” Lily gestured inside, letting Vanessa enter shyly.

Vanessa was about Daphne’s height with beautiful dark skin that seemed to glow in the sunlight that was shining through the open doorway. It was clear she worked out regularly as she had a very muscular body, accentuated by her blue crop top that showed off her defined biceps and toned midriff. She had some smaller breasts that were clearly not bound by the constraints of a bra and her smooth dark hair had shining, silvery highlights. She wore a pair of dark jean shorts that left her strong legs open to be looked upon in fear by anyone who’d want to mess with her. Despite her terrifyingly powerful appearance, she walked with incredible caution as if she was nervous she might bump into something.

“Uh… hi everyone, I’m Vanessa…” She looked around awkwardly, not really sure what to make of the three of them.

After a brief pause, Lily began introducing people. “So that’s obviously Sarah, our DM, that’s Daphne, she’s gonna be playing the sorcerer, and that’s our fighter-“

“I’m Max!” Max cut Lily off much to her dismay. Max watched as Lily smiled and got up on her tip toes to whisper something into Vanessa’s ear. Max couldn’t make out most of it, but he did pick out the phrase “leg of the table” and whatever she said prompted Vanessa to look over at Max and burst into laughter. Max’s mind raced. Could she have been referring to the little incident that happened earlier that week when he slipped and slammed his crotch into the leg of his kitchen table? The only people who saw it happen were Max’s sister and Sarah. Could Sarah really have told Lily and Daphne about what happened? No, she wouldn’t do that. Lily was probably whispering to Vanessa about something else.

Vanessa took the seat at the end of the table opposite to Sarah and Lily took the open seat next to her, leaving the seat across from Max to Jennifer. Lily and Vanessa began whispering to each other, giggling often and occasionally glancing at some of the other people at the table. Sarah continued to finish preparations while Daphne worked on brushing the cat hair off her shirt to minimal avail. Max sat uncomfortably, unsure of what to do. He was considering striking up another conversation with Daphne when the door opened and everyone turned to see Jennifer enter.

Max’s jaw practically dropped to the floor. He’d seen Jennifer before, he knew she towered over everyone there including Max, he knew her long dark hair beautifully contrasted her pale almost ghostly skin, and he’d certainly noticed how she had an excellent body which anyone regardless of gender or sexuality could gawk at. She had ridiculously large breasts and an ass that could leave Max drooling if he’d ever taken a moment to watch her leave after previous sessions. But this time was different. She wore a short black skirt with fishnet tights that perfectly squished her curvaceous thighs. Most noticeably however, was her incredibly low cut black V-neck shirt that showed off some magnificent cleavage.

Jennifer said something to the group, likely a greeting of some sort though Max was far too distracted to pick out her actual words. His eyes tracked her as she walked over to her seat, trying and failing to focus on her beautiful brown eyes as opposed to her figure. She sat down across from him, her chest bouncing as she did so causing Max’s gaze to drop back down to her cleavage once more before he quickly diverted it back up to her face. Sarah began speaking followed by Vanessa, but Max couldn’t focus on what they were saying. All he could think about was how much he wanted to bury his face between those big, beautiful, round, soft, creamy-

“Max!” Max quickly turned his attention back to Sarah who was saying his name loudly, probably for the second or third time.

“H-huh?” Max looked around, confused as to what Sarah wanted him to say. Lily let out a snicker while Daphne looked at him expectantly. He felt Lily’s foot stomp his inner thigh and he had to fight the urge to let out a yelp. Her kick didn’t hurt that much, but it was a surprise and it was inches away from a far more sensitive and valuable area.

Sarah glared at him, clearly annoyed that he wasn’t paying attention though it was unclear if she’d noticed where his focus had been. “Your character? Introduce your character!”

Max suddenly realized what was happening and regained his composure. “R-right! Sorry… My character is a human monk fighter and his name is Gerald Finnegan”.

Sarah’s glare settled back into a softer expression and she glances around the table. “Alright! So as always, we open in a tavern. It’s a small, dimly lit place but it’s pretty empty since it’s actually early in the morning though a few random patrons are still scattered around from last night. Sitting at the bar holding a glass of beer is a muscular human with a dark beard, minimal armor, and bandages around his hands” Sarah gestured towards Max with a smile. “Though the bandages seem to be serving the purpose of boxing wraps rather than covering an injury. He got here pretty recently even though it’s the morning and he seems to be practically asking for a fight. Sitting at a booth is a tiefling dressed in some elaborate robes that seem to conceal her armor but like the human, she seems to lack actual weapons.” Sarah grinned at Daphne who let out a small giggle in return. “The Tiefling is fast asleep with her arms covering her head which is resting on the wooden table she’s seated at, however there’s only one empty bottle next to her and it obviously didn’t take much to knock her out”

Daphne let out another little chuckle, but this time looked around nervously, not wanting to interrupt anything. “S-sorry… hehe…”

Sarah continued, not seeming too bothered by Daphne’s giggles. “Sitting at one of the tables, or rather standing since she’s so small and the tavern lacks taller seating is a hooded halfling” Sarah looked across the table at Vanessa who seemed to be significantly more comfortable now than she was when she first arrived. “The halfling has a large bow slung over her chair and she’s munching on some type of bread. At the table next to her, there’s a sleeping group of dwarves with some bottles and food waste piled in the center. A thin, cloaked elf is sneakily raiding these dwarves’ pockets, but even the bartender seems too tired to notice” Lily smirked at the mention of her character. “Though they’re hidden well, parts of her cloak seem to shine ever so slightly in the candle light, hinting at the array of daggers at her disposal. Finally, in the corner or the tavern, a large, heavily armored half-orc sits leaning back in her chair with her feet up on the table” Sarah waved her hand in Jennifer’s direction as she continued. “At her side is a large club and in her hand is a bottle of liquor. Similar bottles surround her, but she seems relatively unaffected by how much she’s had to drink”

After a brief pause in which Sarah looked around expectantly, Jennifer spoke up. “Uh… well I’d like to get up and walk over to Max’s character. Or ‘*the human*’ I guess since I don’t know who he is yet”

Sarah nodded in approval of this action before briefly adding more description. “You sit next to him, your half-orc form towering over him. He continues to look forward, but grunts in acknowledgment of you sitting next to him”

Jennifer changed her voice to match the tone of her character. “*What brings you here so early in the day, small one?*”

Max remembered what he discussed previously with Sarah regarding how his character was starting out. “*I’m waiting for some friends to arrive*”

Jennifer continued to role play. “*What kind of friends would want to meet up in a tavern at this hour?*”

Max chuckled in character. “*Well, they’re not exactly my friends. In fact, I don’t even know them! And I definitely dislike them*”

Jennifer’s eyebrows narrowed in slight confusion. “*So enemies?*”

“*Not exactly. Enemies are people I know who have wronged me. These are people I don’t know who I’ve wronged*”

“*And you said they’re coming here? Are you sure that’s a good idea?*” 

Before Max could respond to Jennifer’s inquiry, Sarah cut in. “Suddenly, a group of five tall hooded figures enter the tavern. Although you can’t see their faces, you can see that the figure in front has long, flowing white hair that cascades out from under their hood. The other figures have the same long white hair, but they each have their hair tied into a tight braid. The four braided ones remove their hoods, revealing pointy ears and grey skin. They’re four male drow. The middle figure does the same, revealing herself as a female drow”

Daphne cleared her throat. “Um… at this point would my character wake up or would she still be asleep?”

“Good question. The five drow entering was enough to wake you up since you didn’t have that much to drink, but the group of dwarves are still highly inebriated so they remain sleeping. It’s at this point that the bartender looks nervous and flees to a back area, locking the door behind him”

“Alright…” Max began, “I’m gonna turn around and greet the female drow. Uh… *Hey there! I was wondering when you’d show!*”

Sarah responded, doing a lower and more breathy voice for the female drow. It sounded almost seductive. “*You killed three of my men, and injured five more”*

“*Well what was I supposed to do?*” Max responded in character, “*They were trying to kidnap me and make me their slave or something!*”

“*The Drow have always kept slaves around, and after my last ones… disappointed me with their weakness, we’ve decided to find stronger warriors for us to rule over. Of course, although I’m not usually picky about who I keep as my little pets, by killing my men you’ve made it personal. We will break you*” Sarah stopped doing that sultry voice and went back to her regular, joyfully confident tone. “The four male drow draw their swords and the female drow takes out a whip. Everyone roll for initiative!”

Max rolled his D20 and ended up with a 5. After writing everything down and figuring out what order everyone would be going in, Sarah determined the first character to go would be one of the male drow. “Alright!” Sarah said, looking at Vanessa. “So he’s gonna try to grab you and throw you onto the ground next to him”

Vanessa looked noticeably frustrated that her character was the first to be attacked despite her being new to the group, but she rolled a strength check anyways. She failed and only took 1 damage since the throw wasn’t that powerful.

“Ooh!” Vanessa exclaimed, realizing it was her turn and she could immediately get some payback against that nasty drow who had thrown her. “Hmm… well my bow is behind him and if I try to grab it, he’ll get another opportunity to attack… I’m gonna give him a solid uppercut to the jaw!”

“How?” Sarah asked, which prompted a confused look from Vanessa. “How are you going to reach his jaw? You’re really short and he’s fairly tall. Your head is about at his hips, so you’re not gonna be able to get high enough to do that”

Vanessa thought about her options for a long moment. “Hmm… well I suppose I could try to grab him or sweep his leg or something, but I don’t really have a very high strength… maybe I could try… no, that wouldn’t work…” Suddenly, an idea seemed to appear in her head and she began to smirk sinisterly. “Oh I have an idea! Hehe… I’m gonna punch him right in the nuts!”

Max shifted uncomfortably in his seat, not appreciating the abrupt mention of his weakness. He became very aware of his balls all of a sudden, feeling them shift around between his legs. “W-what?!”

Jennifer began to laugh, her large creamy tits bouncing as she did so. “Fighting dirty, are we?” Her laugh was deep and husky which matched her very mature sense of humor, but no matter how seemingly mature a woman’s sense of humor is, she’ll still laugh at the simple slapstick nature of a guy getting hit in the balls.

Lily snickered quietly, glancing back and forth between Max and Vanessa before whispering something in her ear. Her smile was devious and she was clearly up to no good.

Daphne was blushing, but giggling nevertheless. She seemed embarrassed by the subject of a man’s junk, but equally intrigued by the idea of hurting someone like that. “Is there even a rule for how that works in D&D?!”

“W-well…” Despite everyone’s amusement, Sarah was still a little worried. She hadn’t anticipated anything like this and certainly hadn’t figured out a way for nutshots to work. “According to the rules, it’s not really a thing since rolling a nat 20 accounts for hitting an enemy in more vital organs and such… though it is really funny…” Sarah looked over at Max, seeming to think back to a few days ago when she saw him get hit there.

Jennifer’s laughter settled down and a more intrigued look spread across her face. “You know, Sarah… if you feel that the current rules for groin attacks are inadequate, you could always homebrew something. After all, the rules for D&D were made by men and we both know how much they dislike drawing attention to their natural weakness”

Lily’s eyes seemed to light up with joy as well. “Oh! Yes yes yes! You should absolutely do that!”

Max looked around nervously, not liking how openly they were discussing his vulnerable area. “N-now hold on… is-… is that really necessary?”

Sarah was already writing some things down excitedly. Daphne turned back to Max as he shifted around in his seat. “I mean, Jennifer did make a pretty good point. The rules don’t currently account for that kind of attack. If we let that stand in the way of our session, then it would completely break the immersion!”

Max scratched his chin, pondering the idea. While it’s true that there are rules that have to be put in place by the DM to maintain the immersion, Steve was certainly no stranger to doing this and used to add house rules such drinking only part of a potion as a bonus action all the time. That being said, if they added a whole system for nutshots, it had the potential to get out of hand and would no doubt be pretty uncomfortable for Max to sit through. Max glanced around the table at all the girls who were eagerly watching Sarah write. At this point objecting was pointless, he had already been outvoted.

After a few minutes, Sarah finally sat upright and looked back at the group. “Alright, I’ve figured out a system! When someone attacks the balls of an opponent, they naturally role for dexterity and depending how well they role, they will either miss, hit one nut, or both of em! Each testicle has its own HP and if that reaches zero… POP! Hehehe…” The girls all let out a little chuckle at this and after a moment, Sarah continued. “Of course, you don’t need to pop a man’s testicles to debilitate him. So after any successful hit to that area, the man will be incapacitated and unable to do anything until they roll a successful saving throw on their turn. The requirement of this role will depend on how brutally they’ve just been hit as well as how many times they’ve been hit. And even after they manage to get back up, they’ll still have disadvantage for a bit.”

The other girls seemed to giggle quietly amongst themselves after hearing this. Lily and Vanessa began whispering excitedly to each other. Max thought about this new rule set. It hardly seemed fair, if someone hit an enemy’s testicles they were practically guaranteed to win. But maybe it wasn’t as bad as it sounded. At least he would have just as much power to do this, right?

“Oh!” Sarah exclaimed, interrupting Max’s train of thought. “I forgot to mention! Since men instinctively relate to and feel a little bad for anyone who’s hit in the testicles, they get disadvantage and do half damage when attacking an enemy there!”

“What?!” Max’s jaw was hanging open after hearing of this absurd new rule. Getting disadvantage and doing half damage made this attack practically useless for him. “That’s not fair at all! Your logic doesn’t even make sense either! Why would a guy be empathizing with his enemy?!”

Sarah let out a sigh. “I thought you might ask that, so I suppose I have to prove a point. Hold on a moment.” Sarah reached into her bag and pulled out a laptop, which she opened up and began typing on. After a moment, she turned it around. Max’s heart practically skipped a beat. Her computer was opened up to a very familiar website, Max could recognize that orange and black color scheme anywhere. Before he could see the title of the video, Sarah clicked to open it up to full screen. After the little intro, a man appeared onscreen. He was wearing a black mask and fully nude, with his hands and legs held wide apart by straps that attached to the ceiling and floor. His small penis hung limply while his large balls swayed with his subtle movements.

Max looked at the other girls. Vanessa and Lily continued to whisper and giggle excitedly to each other. Daphne blushed, covering her face slightly but not fully averting her eyes. Though she was definitely surprised by what Sarah was showing them, she was also intrigued. Jennifer, however, had this big smirk on her face like she knew exactly what was about to happen in the video. Max looked back up at Sarah, who was watching him closely instead of the video. “Sarah, what the hell is this?”

Sarah let out a small laugh before responding. “Just watch the video and try not to react. I’m trying to prove something…”

Max wasn’t sure what to make of whatever was happening here, but he did what he was told. He looked back at the laptop and saw that an incredibly busty woman in a black leather bunny costume and stilettos was approaching the man. Her massive, muscular legs were on full display as she approached, stopping just in front of the man. Max’s eyes wandered all over the woman as he felt a very prominent bulge forming in his pants. Suddenly, she brought her foot back and kicked the man directly in his exposed balls with devastating force. Max quickly cringed and averted his eyes, choosing instead to look at the other girls. Daphne gasped in shock while Lily and Vanessa covered their mouths so they wouldn’t giggle too loud and leaned forward. Jennifer just licked her lips hungrily. In the video, the man’s dick began to harden.

Sarah chuckled at Max’s reaction. “See? You can’t even watch!”

Max ignored her and continued watching out of spite. He couldn’t let his surprise in that moment make him under leveled for their campaign. Even so, as he watched the woman in the video kick the man’s nuts over and over, he couldn’t help but grimace and squirm. It was almost as if his very soul as a man was rejecting what he was seeing out of fear. The poor man’s balls were beginning to turn red and swell while his cock only seemed to get harder as the woman stopped kicking so she could move onto kneeing him. Just before her knee landed however, Sarah slammed the laptop shut.

Max quickly snapped back to his senses, the look of horror still lingering on his face. “Sarah, what the fuck was that?!”

“That…” Sarah smirked at him. “Was me proving my point. How could you possibly kick another’s testicles with full force if they couldn’t even look at it without averting your eyes? See? Men are instinctively inclined to feel bad for their brothers in balls and would thus hold back!”

Max didn’t like what she was saying, but he couldn’t argue it. Her logic was unfortunately sound. She’d even gotten him to prove it himself.

Lily suddenly burst out laughing. “Well that guy’s sure not having kids!” Vanessa began to laugh at this too. Jennifer was still grinning widely and Daphne’s face was still beat red.

“Wh-where did you even find a video like that, anyways?” Daphne was now playing with her hair and biting her lip, not sure what to think of what she’d just seen.

“Oh! It’s ballbusting! It’s really easy to find.” Sarah said matter of factly. “A surprising number of guys are into it.”

Daphne turned even redder. “I-into it? Y-you mean some guys… like… to be kicked there?”

“Yeah…” Jennifer joined in. “I actually once dated a guy who was into that. Boy that was fun…” She began to stare longingly into the distance.

“C-can we just get back to the game now?” Max stammered, not wanting to discuss the video anymore and not wanting to think about how Jennifer had likely done that same thing to men before.

Sarah’s eyes once again lit up. “Oh! Right! Vanessa, you were wanting to punch the dark elf’s balls, right?”

Vanessa nodded nervously, as if she’d just remembered where she was and how she’d only just met these people.

Sarah smiled and nodded back. “Alright! So I need you to roll a dexterity check!”

Vanessa rolled her die and muttered some quick math to herself. “Eighteen!”

Sarah looked back at her notebook where she’d written this new rule down. “That… hits em both! Now roll for damage”

Vanessa rolled another die. “Uh… four!”

Sarah’s smile grew. Alright, so since you hit both, it doubles the damage so eight! Hey… that’s not bad! Your small halfling fist collides with his crotch. You feel his little eggs squish under the impact and he lets out a high pitched squeal. His hands shoot down to his injured sack and he falls to the ground in agony… uh… Daphne, you’re up next!”

Daphne tries to remember what all was going on, but then seems to realize where she was. “Uh… I cast fire bolt at the nearest drow!” 

After some rolling, Sarah says “Alright! Since his robe was pretty flammable, the drow is now running out the door while on fire! He was gonna go next, but now that he’ll just leave the tavern. After him is the other dark elf. He’s gonna attack Daphne, but because of where he is, He’ll turn his back on Lily. Lily, you now have an opportunity to attack-“

“I wanna kick his balls!” Lily shouted with pure delight. “Just like in the video! Just full force, slam my foot right between those stupid, skinny legs!”

Sarah grinned at the fact that Lily was so eager to use her new system. “Alright, roll to attack.”

Lily rolled her die and smiled back at Sarah. “Nineteen!”

Sarah looked at her notebook again. “You kick both of them! Now roll for damage!”