Chapter 1
"Hey check out this awesome D20 my mom got me!"
I sat in my friend's bed across from him. I looked down at the dice, picked it up and held it up to the light streaming through my best friend's bedroom window. It was a dark shade of red like it was formed from the blood of its creator. Holding it up to the light revealed it to be translucent however inside seemed to contain chains within the interior. I felt a chill run down my spine and I dropped the dice on the hardwood floor.
"What the hell Aidan, don't get it scratched already."
"Sorry Ethan. I didn't mean to drop it, there is something weird with it. Where did your mom get that thing?"
Ethan sighed, picking the dice up off the floor, looking at all the sides and then placing it back down on his desk. "It's okay, it looks like it's fine." He returned to sit in the chair at the desk. "She got it from one of those weird Wiccan stores. You know how she loves all that witchy stuff. She saw it there and figured it would be a good addition for our D&D games."
"That's a weird type of store to sell a D20 isn't it?" I looked at him and it was as if the question hadn't even crossed his mind to that point.
"I guess so... I just thought it looked cool." He held up a small box that resembled a treasure chest. Black with red velvet lining. "It even came in this cool box!"
"It looks like there is a piece of paper under the lining!" I noticed the brown paper in contrast to the red lining.
Ethan pulled out the paper, unfolded it and began to read to himself. "This is some wild stuff."
"Well what does it say?" I asked moving to the edge of the bed.
He extended his hand offering the paper over. "Read it for yourself."
The Cursed Dice of Lust
These dice are bound to an ancient codex. Each number on the dice represented a specific change:
1 Hair Trigger Orgasms
2 Feisty Fetish
3 Submissive Pet
4 Petite Princess
5 Irresistible Pheromones
6 Bubbly Blonde
7 Ginger Kissed
8 Brunette Beauty
9 Jet Black Locks
10 Curvaceous Queen
11 Bouncy Booty
12 Altered Heels
13 Busty Bosom
14 Cock Hungry
15 Libido Spike
16 Enhanced Orgasms
17 Anal Addict
18 Charmed Lover
19 Naughty Nympho
20 Choice Change
ROLL AT YOUR OWN PERIL. Once the game begins, you must roll 3 times. You may reroll only once, but the reroll cannot be altered. If you use a reroll, you must roll an extra time. All changes will be permanent.
After the first roll, a timer is added to all other rolls. Once the changes have taken effect, the roller will have 60 seconds to roll the next dice. If time runs out, the dice will automatically roll and the result cannot be changed. No reroll is allowed if the timer runs out and the dice autoroll. While the changes are numbered, the results vary from person to person.
I handed the piece of paper back to Ethan. "Well that seems like the kind of thing we should never touch again. I don't really believe in all that mystical crap but I don't want to take our chances."
Ethan laughed, "Come on man, where is your sense of adventure? If you think it's not real then there is no harm. This might be our last year together, you will be off to MIT and I will have to settle for some second rate school. You will make new friends and never come back. You said it yourself, you hate this town and once you're gone, you're gone for good."
I could see the sadness on my friend's face underneath the fake bravado. I thought about trying to physically comfort him but I learned early to keep my distance from him or risk getting called gay. It was mostly in a teasing way. Maybe it was because of his cold father who refused to give him anything more than a firm handshake. He just couldn't accept any male physical contact even if it was just a hug or comforting hand on the shoulder.
We were both huge nerds spending all of our free time playing Dungeons and Dragons, reading or watching fantasy stories. I was the math and science guy whereas Ethan's primary skill was his love for history and war. The way he could rattle off the exact date where a small battle began and ended was something to be seen. But it wasn't just memorization, he had studied enough to know why one side won and what the other side could have done to turn the tables. I thought he would make a great history professor some day or be a high ranking military official telling them how to go about their next attack.
His dad was pushing the military angle hard. Ethan seemed to be warming up to the idea over our junior year especially as he got more into shooting. It would be our upcoming senior year that would solidify his choice. One thing was for sure Ethan would need to put on some muscle if he was going to make it through boot camp. He was taller than me coming in at just over 6 feet tall, whereas I was 5" 8' on a good day. We were both very scrawny, spending most of our days indoors and hating sports.
A big grin crossed Ethan's face, "you know what would cheer me up and wash the stink of you leaving off?"
"What's that?" I looked at him confused.
"If you would roll the dice!" he replied, almost giddily.
"We don't even know how long it will last first of all. Secondly, the only not bad rolls are the hair ones and the one where you get to choose."
Ethan frowned, "Come on Aiden! Where is your sense of adventure? This is just like creating a character and you already said you don't believe in it. Plus it would really cheer me up! What's the harm?"
"Did you read all of the possible rolls? Some of those don't sound fun at all."
"So, what? Now you believe in it?" he replied, chuckling.
I let out a big sigh. "Ugh fine, I'll do it."
Ethan handed over the dice. I looked at it intently, still fully unsure if I wanted to do it.