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Effy downed the jug of leftover drinks which everyone in the room had donated to, but that was only the first part of the dare.
She stood on the table doing spins on her tippy toes 20 times - that made her look a little dizzy but ultimately had no effect.
"Too easy" she'd taunted.
The second tier had seen her wiggling her fingers in her throat which made her gag and wretch, four others also had to try first her sister, then Lilly. Meg had a go and was rougher than she needed to be, there'd always been a untold dislike between them... Finally Stan barged his way in demanding it was only fair the boys team had a go. Still she kept her drink down.
"Aced it" she said - looking a little less confident.
Knowing where it was going next and assuming as it was his in dare that he'd get to do it. Stan pressured Effy to go tier three.
She clearly hadn't figured it out, but having 'aced' the previous tiers she shrugged her acceptance.
No one had expected the randomiser, and the app didn't allow you to go back once you accepted - you play or you lose.
Now Matt's mind raced with possibilities, how far game would this really go?
"Come on" Matt said" this one is taking it a bit too far right?"
He looked to his wife on the girls team for support, she met his eyes with a wicked smile.
"Too spicy for you baby? are you chicken?"
Matt's heart was pounding, the knot forming in his stomach telling him this was a bad idea.
He felt like he was stood on a cliff looking down, wanting the rush of the fall but - scared of hitting what ever was at bottom.
Part of him wanted to do this - but like this - it was so wrong.
Effy really didn't have much choice, she had already accepted the dare.
It was worth triple points and would get the girls back in the game. Backing out would mean the girls would lose everything...
A winning streak at the start gave the girls confidence, throwing money they didn't really have into the game sure of a big win, they were now losing badly and panic had set in.
The boys had also committed heavily, mostly at first for the chance to see a bit of action a flash of skin maybe the chance to cop a feel that had been all the motivation the boys needed to get in on the game and they'd happily bet more and more as the dares got more and more risqué. Now twenty three people reduced to just nine and close to three grand in the pot - the game had gotten serious.
Effy gave Lilly a dirty look "You're not helping Lilly, calling him chicken - you don't really want to see your husband doing that to me do you?
"Actually..."said Lilly "I think it would be hot..." a glint in her eye.
Now Effy Matt's wife's best friend, Clearly nervous - was breathing fast and doing her best to stay calm, to accept the dare and not chicken out.
Level three of the dare was the stomach pump : three minutes to pump her stomach said the App but as you've tried and failed with fingers the doctor must use something else...
Effy assumed the position as the dare specified.
If she took the mouth full of squirty cream from her sister, then it would be game on. No more bluffing - she'd be calling me out, and then I'd have to do it.
The room fell silent as I took my place almost straddling Effy's head as it hung from the edge of the table.
"Stop" called Stan her fiancé of 18 months.
He'd been the loudest and brashest all night. Matt hoped this would be him finally allowing the team a loss and letting Matt off the hook to avoid Effy's embarrassment, calling an end to the madness.
"I might as well use this if the games over - I'm upping the Ante" Stan flashed his phone towards the girls showing the 'up the Ante' card he'd won in a previous round.
The girls erupted into protest - this was already the maddest dare of the night, exactly what he must've been thinking and this is how he'd stop me having to do this to his girl and make sure we'd win by making sure the girls call quits. It was a desperate move.
"No point holding the Ante card if I don't use it to seal the win for the boys"
He gave the room his best smug grin as he pressed the button on his phones screen and each phone in the room synchronised by the DareLeagueApp pinged out the obligatory new additions to what was already a level 3 dare.
Upping the Ante;
level 3 dares get triple points and attract triple Antes.
In addition to the original dare 'The Hangover T-3' the following conditions must be met:
All the way in extra time : Three extra minutes. The dare must now continue for six minutes. No holding back
Rhythm of the night: Players must now keep time with the music. Starting at random during the dare once started no pauses, hesitation, or breaks are allowed by either side until the music stops.
Down a layer; Challenger may explore beneath the first layer of any clothing worn by the opponent anything they find is theirs to play with.
Reward "Girls" team.
Even the score : Team points matched to opposing teams, plus 50 points if losing. Additional 150 points awarded if already winning. 150 individual league points for the player paid by the Ante holder.
Come and go : One eliminated team player can be reinstated to the game. One opposing team player will be permanently eliminated from the game - your choice - no reinstatement.
Each team member may choose to take and wear one item of clothing from the opposing teams players
Reward "Da Boyz" team
