Dignity Dash: Session 6

Diego groaned as he woke up. He was in the middle of a beach that looked to be made of plastic. As he stood up he looked down and confirmed that yup, he was naked.

"Of course. What was I expecting? A normal board game with a succubus? I'm such a moron."

He looked around for something that could end his life, but as he walked around for a sharp object or some place to jump off of, he heard a roar from his right. He turned just in time to see The Mistress lunging right at him in demon mode, claws out in anger.

She pinned him to the floor and looked pissed beyond belief. "WHAT MANNER OF TRICKERY IS THIS!?"

"What do you mean!? What kind of dream is this!?"

She started to choke him. "TALK! HOW DID YOU GET THIS GAME!?"

"I don't know... it was just there!"

"DON'T LIE TO ME! WHO GAVE IT TO YOU!?"

"Choke me out all you want, bitch... I'll... just... wake... up..."

"YOU AREN'T DREAMING!!!"

She let him go and stood up. Diego gasped, not just to get his breath back, but because The Mistress was completely nude. She was rather toned and everything on her was purple while she was demonic.

"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?"

She looked down at herself. She then looked back at Diego with a look of unamusement. She snapped her fingers and her orange gown came back. "Ok... well, hope you enjoyed that, because now I'm GONNA-"

Her dress disappeared once more in a puff of smoke. She snapped it back on. It vanished again. This repeated itself a few more times before she got mad. "ALRIGHT, WHO'S DOING THAT!?"

Just as she said that, the board started to rumble and the clear sky above them both turned dark. A massive woman towered over everything. Diego screamed and covered himself as she stared down at both of them.

The Mistress' only response was to growl as she saw this mystery woman. She then said, "I should've known... Of course you'd be behind this..."

"Well, Missy. Long time no see, love the new look. Hehehehe."

"SHUT IT, MORGANA. MY ANSWER IS STILL NO!"

"You know her!?" Diego said, in shock.

"I-"

"Yeah she does. Let's just skip the copy and paste intro, shall we?"

With that Morgana snapped her fingers and everything fast-forwarded to the point where the game got under way. Both Diego and the Mistress were stunned as they had no clue what just happened.

"Oh right, almost forgot."

At that point the Mistress was zapped. This removed both her powers and her lack of embarrassment, lust and fear. As the Mistress laid in a crumpled heap she groaned. "Curse you... you bitch with a capital W..."

As the dice went to Diego, he asked. "What's happening?"

The Mistress got to her feet and said, "I assume she wants us to play this stupid board game YOU challenged me to. You've just screwed us both over, you know that right?"

"How do you know all this?"

"This has happened once before... heh, let's hope it ends better for me this time. NOW ROLL!"

"Ok, fine... not sure what the point of this dream is, but here we go..."

Diego rolled the dice and it was an 8.

As he looked to the choices in paths from the start, he noticed that all were blocked except for the downtown path.

He the walked onto a red space. "Unexpected Police Encounter."

As he was running along he heard a voice that haunted his dreams even more than the Mistress did.

"FREEZE DIRTBAG!"

"OH, YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!"

Sure enough, it was Officer Connie, but she looked very different. She looked like one of the those plastic army guys, but it was absolutely her.

"Streaking around again, are we?"

"Didn't we resolve this? You even said it was an accident."

"Yeah, but that's what the other officers said, I know you and your little perverted self better than you do. Once an exhibitionist, always an exhibitionist."

Connie started to hop towards him. Once she backed him into a corner, Diego noticed two things. One, his hand started to glow. He looked at it and there was a number.

It dropped from 15 to 14.

Then a dice appeared next to him. He panicked and hit it, hoping it could get him out of this somehow. It was a 2.

Immediately, Connie reached out and pinned him to a wall.

"Please! This isn't real. It's just a game! I swear I didn't do this on purpose... uh... I was framed?"

No luck. A cop car appeared out of nowhere and he was shoved into it. It looked like a big cast metal car. Like a hot wheels car. It the drove him 7 spaces back. Once there another card appeared.

"The Station."

He was then pulled out by Connie (who wasn't even in the car.) and brought into the station.

He was tossed onto the floor as two other officers looked at him. "I caught this puny pricked punk streaking around. I assume you both know what to do with him."

The two plastic officers looked at Connie with an unamused expression. One of them sighed and then said, "How many times do we have to tell you? Public nudity is legal here."

The plastic version of Connie had her eyes go wide. "Wha...? But... he...? That's...?"

After a bit of her stammering, she started to scream. "THIS PLACE REALLY IS HELL!!! AAAAAAAHHH!"

She hopped out of the station confusing everyone present. One of the officers then addressed Diego.

"Ok, as weird as she was, we still need to run a background check on you. Name?"

"Uh... Diego Vasquez.

"Age?"

"21."

"Occupation?"

"Unemployed."

At that moment the computer one of them was typing at made a buzzing noise. "It says here that you're a Groundskeeper."

"What? No I haven't held a job in a long while. Whatever you have there is wrong."

"Hmmm.... alright, what's your address?"

"730, 55th Street in Small Town-"

Just before he could fully state his address, the computer blue screened. The officer on the computer, smacked it. "Well, great. Now we have to fill out a bunch of paperwork."

"Yeah, we could do that... or..."

The two officers then grabbed Diego and tossed him out of the station. He went over the Mistress' head and hit an invisible wall. He slid down it with a sound not unlike something sliding down glass before landing on his back, dazed.

"What a productive first roll that was." said the Mistress, looking down at him still on the floor.

"Shut up..."

With that the dice went to her. "Let's get this over with."

It was a 5. She landed on a red space. "Your Rival."

As she walked, unsure of how to get out of this, she bumped into... something.

It was a figure, much like the others, but it looked like a demonic being in a suit.

"Wait... where am I? Why am I...?"

Unlike the more rigid plastic figures, this looked more organic. Almost like it was real. He turned and saw the Mistress standing there.

"Oh... well that would explain it then."

The Mistress turned red as she saw this demon look her up and down. "Uh... I can explain. See this is just... a-"

"No, no... I understand fully. You REALLY fell for this basic trap? Typical of someone of your ranking."

"HEY, I'M CLOSING IN ON YOUR RANK AND YOU KNOW IT!"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah! Besides... this is all part of my plan to get that little dicked soul over there."

It looked past The Mistress and saw Diego. A feeling of dread appeared as he saw it look right at him. It had an evil grin form on its face as it lunged towards him, only for it to bounce off an invisible wall, keeping this demon on the red space Missy was on.

It briefly looked angry, until it realized something. He looked back at Mistress and looked stunned. He then looked over the Mistress. She too felt a feeling of dread go through her as it examined her. It than started to laugh uproariously.

"HAHAHAHAHA! YOU'RE MORTAL NOW!"

"N-NO I'M NOT, THIS IS JUST A DISGUISE."

"Snap your fingers and prove me wrong then."

She started to sweat as this demon circled around her. Just as she was about to plead her case, she felt a clawed hand pinch her buttcheek. "AH! YOU STUPID, GAH! DO I HAVE TO CONTACT IR!?" (Inhuman Resources)

"Please do. Tell them all about how you lost your powers and are now a puppet for some mere mortal. I'm sure they'll take that with a big smile on their face as you're paraded through hell as our NEWEST VICTIM"

It pinched her nipple hard enough for her to scream. She smacked the demon across the face and covered her chest. Despite her depowered state, that was still hard enough to hurt.

The demon did not take this well. It grew bigger and roared right in her face. It turned into a dragon of sorts and was just about to slash her to ribbons. But just before the claws made contact, lightning struck the beast. It then disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Once it was gone, The Mistress got to her feet, trembling a bit. She then saw her DP drop from 15 to 12. If that wasn't enough, a card appeared in front of her.

"Dog Leash Tangle."

She looked at the floor as she ran. How did that demon get here? Is it going to tell them what happened? For the first time in a long while the Mistress felt shame.

That's when she saw a plastic figure being dragged by a group of equally plastic dogs. She tried to run but stepped on a discarded sandwich. As she did, a single die appeared in front of her. It was a 2.

She realized that they wanted the sandwich. She picked it up but was too slow. The dogs all mobbed her for the sandwich. They didn't have teeth or mouths so all that ended up happening was that she got tangled up in the leashes.

She struggled to break free but she couldn't. The dogwalker figure hopped up wondering what his dogs were doing and got the surprise of his life. The Mistress stewed in angry humiliation as she saw him stare right at her.

At that point she screamed, "GET THEM OFF OF ME, YOU IDIOT!!"

He jumped back and tried his hardest to wrangle the dogs. He then hopped off with them. Even depowered, she was still rather intimidating, so at least she had that going for her.

That being said, a few others saw her fall victim to this. She covered up and ran off. As she hid in an alleyway, she felt her DP drop to 9.

The dice went back to Diego.

"Mistress, who was that demon guy?"

"Oh that was the demon lord, Nunof, ruler of YOURBUSINESS! NOW ROLL!"

"Well, excuse me for making conversation..."

Diego rolled a 8.

He landed on the same red space as his first turn.

"The Lost Tourist."

Diego then bumped into a figure. She had a camera in her hands which she was about to use. Diego braced himself until she suddenly stopped. While he wasn't complaining, he was confused.

"Excuse me, birthday boy?"

"Birthday boy?"

"Yup. Or birthday man I should say. Since you're now officially a man."

"... What're you talking about?"

"Isn't that the tradition here? When a guy turns 18, he has to live without clothes for one day?"

"What kind of sick nonsense i-"

Diego realized he had an out. "I MEAN, YES! THAT IS A THING. I AM 18 AND DEFINITELY NOT OLDER THAN THAT!"

He forced a smile on his face as he tried to sell that... somehow.

"Well, I must confess, I'm a bit lost. Tell me, do you know the way to the nearest restaurant. I'm quite hungry."

The dice appeared and Diego hit it. A 4.

He had no idea where anything in this city was. Mainly cause everything kept changing around each time he moved. He took a guess. "If you go down this path you might find someplace to eat, I assume."

She smacked her forehead. "Oh right. Everything is on this street anyway. Ok, take care birthday man."

"Y-you too."

As she hopped away, Diego swore he heard her mutter, "If he was just a few years older..."

Diego felt himself blush, but with a sense of pride rather than embarrassment. His hand then started to glow. His DP went up to 15.

But then another card appeared. "Today's Menu Is..."

As he walked he saw a little outdoor restaurant. He hid from most of the other patrons and saw a wearable chalkboard menu. He got it and put it on, but that's when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

"Hey, birthday man."

He froze looking at the tourist from earlier. "You work here?"

"Uhh... yeah."

"Wow, must be rough not even having your naked birthday off."

"SHUSH... yeah, it is, but why don't you just walk inside and order?"

She looked down at the menu he was wearing. "So what are today's specials?"

He looked down and saw that the menu was empty. He had no clue what this place sold. He saw the dice appear and he rolled. It was a 2.

"Uhh... the specials are... a fancy coffee and... umm... maybe a small sandwich or something? It's my first day here."

"Fair enough. Hope the rest of your birthday goes well. See you naked guy!"

She yelled that to him as she hopped in. But everyone outside heard that and turned to look at Diego. They murmured as they saw Diego wearing nothing but a folding menu.

He was about to run when he bumped into another figure. "What are you doing with my menu?"

"Uhh... is this really yours?"

Diego saw that this figure had a nametag and looked to be an employee of this coffee shop. Diego smiled as he was hoping for a bit of mercy here. There was none.

A waitress saw the commotion and took the menu right off of him. As they all got a glimpse of Diego's little coffee stirrer, he cut his losses and ran off with his hands between his legs.

After running far enough that he no longer heard the jeers and laughter, he looked at his hand. His DP dropped to 13.

With that, it was the Mistress' turn. She rolled a 7. She landed on a green space.

"The Garbage."

As the Mistress was running, she thought of that earlier demon. She prayed that whatever Morgana did to get rid of him was permanent. Otherwise, they'd blab about this rookie mistake she made.

Her reputation down there wasn't good to begin with, but now it seemed like it was in the garbage. Speaking of which, she saw some people hopping towards her and that was the only place she could see to hide.

She dove behind a dumpster. It was full and rancid smelling. This wouldn't be a problem normally, but now that she had mortal lungs, the smell was rapidly starting to make her sick.

"Ugh... it's almost as bad as the sloth section of hell. Those people never bathe."

She saw the dice appear and it was a 2.

She felt like she was going to puke. She didn't know what was in this dumpster but if she ever got back to hell in one piece, she'd bring this up as a future torture method.

Someone tossed something into the dumpster, causing a bit of garbage to land on the Mistress' shoulder. The scent of whatever thankfully unidentifiable substance was on her, caused her to gag. She then jumped away from the dumpster.

"BLAAAAHH! OH DEAR SWEET HEAVENS, GOD..." After a bit of dry heaving, she noticed that people were staring at her. She ran off, covering up along the way. As she hid behind a bush, she saw her DP drop to 7.

Diego took this opportunity to taunt her. He inhaled deeply (thankfully he was far away from her so he couldn't smell her or the garbage) and said, "Ahh... isn't victory such a sweet scent? I imagine you wouldn't know."

Her only response was a growl and a simple, "Let's see if you're still laughing at the end of this. You have no idea what we're walking into..."

Diego was confused, but then the dice appeared over him. He rolled and it was an 11.

He landed on a green space. "Caught in A Parade."

As he walked he saw a massive parade going by. It seemed to be a parade about various misfortunes.

The weirdest thing is that most of them featured someone who looked like him. One was of him on a surfboard. The actor was pretending to struggle as he surfed naked. He was then flung into a blue-ish mattress that represented the ocean before running back and getting on the board again.

Another was of him getting hounded by paparazzi. He could hear some of the actors call him Marcel Ruiz for some reason.

Yet another was of him getting menaced by a... giant spider with a woman's head?

Finally there was one where he was being interviewed by a female actor, who was wearing what looked to be a tour guide outfit.

In all of these, the actor playing him looked to be humiliated. He then saw another float, but this one didn't have him on it. Maybe he could blend in. He hopped onto the float and prepared to do whatever he needed to do.

The dice appeared. He rolled a 5.

As he hopped onto the float, he accidentally fell into a hidden compartment in the float. As he got his bearings he heard a woman say, "There you are!"

"Wha?"

He was grabbed by two actresses who were coated in purple and jet black bodypaint respectively. "You're late!"

They both sprayed him down with green body paint. From head to toe, he was now green. "Now pose. Like you're begging for your life."

He did as he was instructed. All 3 of them were lifted up onto the float and as they all stood stock still, a banner appeared. From where Diego was standing he could read the phrase "GAME OVER".

He heard all the people watching cheer loudly as they saw him. He wondered about all this. Why would there be a parade about him? Furthermore, why would it be about stuff that never happened to him?

As he was pondering this, the floats turned a corner and then went into a side street. The two actresses then relaxed. "Phew. Ok, good job. Now go wash that stuff off. Try not to be late for next one, ok?"

"Uh... sure?"

Diego ran off, as he did he saw a figure hopping towards the float he was on. He was coated green. Diego ran off before the other figures could put two and two together.

The card appeared once more. "Advance two spaces."

He did so.

The dice then went back to the Mistress. She rolled a 7

She landed on a green space. The card appeared. "Caught Napping."

As the Mistress walked she started to feel a strange feeling come over her. She felt weak. She looked around and saw a discarded recliner in an alleyway. As her eyes got heavy she chuckled. "Heh... oh the irony..."

She walked towards the recliner and sat on it, laying back. "You know, I haven't slept in years..."

The dice appeared and she rolled it.

Her eyes closed before she could see what it was...

...

"Alright, Morgana. Let's see what kind of lewd nonsense you got for... me?"

The Mistress looked around. There was nothing but a black void. No one was around. She could see or hear nothing. She took a few steps into the void.

"What are you playing at here? If you need lessons on how to give someone a nightmare, then all you needed to do was ask me. I should've known a mere mortal wouldn't be able to-"

Just then, pillars of flames started to shoot out. They all shot out in a long pattern. This left the Mistress on a long thin strip of ground. A wall of fire were burning to her left and right. In her demon form, this would mean nothing but her mortal skin was vulnerable.

She stopped in her tracks as it took her by surprise. "Heh... is that all you got? Ooh, fire. Like I don't deal with that everyday."

At that moment 3 spotlights appeared. Off in the distance she saw silhouettes appear under those three lights.

The first light had a man on his knees as he was begging some large horned being for mercy or something.

The second one had that same horned being at a desk, talking to two distinctly female silhouettes.

Finally the 3rd one had the man on his knees from the first one, now standing and staring right at the Mistress.

Each of them played out a little skit as The Mistress felt a strange, yet familiar feeling of dread.

"NO PLEASE! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! WE HAD A DEAL!"

"YOU KNEW WHAT WAS AT STAKE. SHE NOW BELONGS TO ME!"

"You two have been assigned to keep an eye on her. Follow her around. Do exactly as she says and above all... make sure she think's she's in charge."

"You can count on us boss."

"Yeah, we won't let you down."

"Hehe... let's go put on a show."

The third one begged her, "Run. Run to me. Run anywhere. JUST RUN!"

The Mistress was confused. "Run? From what?"

That's when a large beast dropped down behind her, causing a quake to knock the Mistress off her feet.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!?"

Missy screamed as she scrambled to her feet to run from whatever this was. Primal fear took over every thought she had. She ran to that man who told her to run. She sprinted as fast as she could.

The giant beast was closing in as it tried to claw at her. She was too nimble to get caught by that alone. The beast roared in anger as it kept charging at her on all fours like a wild animal.

"YOU CAN'T RUN FOREVER!"

It snapped its fingers and Missy saw a statue fall in front of her. It blocked her path briefly as she side stepped it, but more and more statues fell, almost landing on her. Eventually a circle of them fell.

It trapped her in the circle with no way out. She saw them slide closer and closer to her. Eventually the statues all looked down at her and then crumbled. Out emerged purple imp like demons who all dogpiled onto her.

She tried to break free, but they all held her down. They started to say various things to her.

"WHAT'S WRONG?"

"SINS WEIGHING YOU DOWN?"

"DON'T FIGHT IT."

"YOU CAN'T WIN."

"IT'S NO USE!"

"LET IT HAPPEN!"

"YEAH BECAUSE.."

".. MUCH LIKE US..."

"... YOU BELONG TO HIM!!!" they all said in unison.

The imps were then absorbed into the beast chasing Missy. She looked back and saw the man now bathed in a white glow.

"Run to me!"

She took off and was just about to reach him when the beast snapped his fingers again. A chain launched itself towards Missy. Attached to the chain was a collar which latched itself around her throat.

The chain yanked her into the air. She was now face to face with the beast as it held the chain in it's hands. It had a massive grin, showing off its many razor sharp teeth. Missy struggled in vain as it taunted her.

"YOU WILL NEVER BE SEPERATE FROM ME. YOU AND I WILL ALWAYS BE ONE."

It then spun the chain around launching Missy into the air. She looked down in terror as she landed in the open maw of the beast. She heard it's jaws snap shut things went dark.

She went down the beast's gullet, thankfully intact and was shoved out onto a large fleshy platform. On which was a group of demonic beings much larger than her.

She looked up as they towered over her.

"This is the new recruit?"

"Pathetic."

"She looks too frail."

"Looks more like fresh meat."

They cackled as she tried to back away but behind her was a pit of flames. Just as they approached her, the man appeared again and smacked them all away.

"COME ON!" he said, extending his hand to her.

Missy grabbed it and he pulled her upwards. She felt a strange feeling go through her.

"Yes... Yes! You remember me now, right Missy?"

She squinted a bit. He did seem really familiar. As she tried to recognize this man, a feeling of happiness came over her. She smiled, almost tearing up for some reason.

But then she felt something grab her foot.

"OH NO YOU DON'T! SHE'S MINE AND YOU KNOW IT!!"

"NO, SHE'S MINE! LET HER GO!"

An intense game of tug of war was being played, with Missy as the rope. She started to scream as she was almost being pulled apart.

"PLEASE, MISSY! YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER!!"

"NO, SHE BELONGS TO ME AND NOTHING, NOT YOU, NOT THAT MORTAL, NOT EVEN THAT STUPID WITCH'S MAGIC WILL KEEP HER FROM ME!!"

Try as he might the man was not strong enough. "MISSSYY!!!"

He lost his grip. Missy was pulled, screaming, to the depths below.

...

The Mistress woke up, screaming. She flailed around and fell off the recliner. She was shaking and looking around. She saw the dice at her feet. It was a 5. It then vanished.

Diego was shocked. She was hyperventilating and genuinely looked traumatized.

"Are... are you ok?"

"Wha...? Yeah. Yeah I'm ok!"

Diego stared at her. He didn't know why he was concerned for her, considering everything she's done to him, but whatever she just went through looked like it broke her.

She shivered a bit. "... you've doomed us..."

"What?"

The dice went back to Diego. He rolled and it was a 7.

He landed on a blue space. "Dense Fog."

A fog started to sweep in. It was so bad that Diego could barely see anything more than a few feet in front of him.

Another card then appeared. "The Crawl."

He saw the Dense Fog card briefly appear once more. "For 2 turns, all rolls will have -2 applied to them and all challenges have increased in difficulty."

Diego saw a lot of people on the street. The only way forward was behind a knee-high barrier. He had to crawl his way across to avoid being spotted.

The dice was rolled and it was a 4.

You'd think with such a dense fog, no one would be able to see Diego. But this also worked against Diego as while he was crawling he didn't realize that while the barrier protected his view of one side of the street, it didn't protect the other.

He heard a gasp to his right and the barrier was in perfect view of a group of women waiting at an intersection. As he heard them joke about his chubby behind he crawled faster and faster.

"Hehe... looks like the moon peeked through the fog!"

"Look behind the barrier, everyone!"

Sure enough a few figures peeked over and saw his bubbly moon as he crawled on the floor. It wasn't until a rather crass figure give it a slap that he got up to his feet and ran.

With both sets of cheeks red, he got to the other side. His DP dropped from 13 to 12.

The dice returned to the Mistress. She still seemed shaken up by her nightmare. She rolled the dice and it was a 6, which dropped to a 4 due to the fog.

She landed on a red space. "High School Reunion Encounter 1."

As the Mistress ran, she bumped into a guy a sort of business casual sweater vest and jeans that were weirdly wide at the legs. He turned to the Mistress and looked... confused.

The Mistress meanwhile looked at him like even she didn't know who this man was. But after a bit, her eyes went wide and she covered herself, shielding herself from this guy.

"... Huh... do I know you?"

"NOPE. NO YOU DON'T. TRUST ME YOU DON'T!" said Missy, panicking and turning red.

"Hmm... would you like me to get to know you?" he then made a sort of claw like gesture as he added, "... rawr." chuckling a bit afterwards.

"I'M GOOD, I'M NO ONE IMPORTANT! BYE!"

She ran off trying to stop herself from saying anything she'd regret. As she hid behind another corner, her DP dropped from 7 to 4.

Diego was snickering as he was amused by her being flustered by a guy who looked like he walked out of old sitcom. "Must've been retro day at school, huh?"

"What are you blathering about now?"

"Why did he look like that? Moreover... was he a crush or something?"

"NO! SHUT UP!"

He laughed at her as she looked away from him.

"I'LL CRUSH YOU, IF YOU ASK ANOTHER STUPID QUESTION ABOUT MY LIFE!"

Another card appeared at that point. "Table For Three."

She saw an outdoor coffee shop. It was empty as no one would dine outdoors in the fog, right?

"Honey, look! Finally there's a free table!"

The Mistress saw two figures in the fog appear almost out of nowhere. She ducked under one of the other tables. There was a ton of empty tables, what were the odds that they'd pick the one she was under.

That's when she saw one figure sit down in front of her, their legs sticking under the table. She scooted back which is when she felt the other figures foot accidentally meet up with her ass.

"OW!"

Missy covered her mouth as she realized that yelp of pain gave her away. Sure enough they both looked under the table. As they both looked at her, all she could manage was a wry smile and to hit the dice once it appeared.

It was a...1.

The two figures looked at the Mistress in utter disgust.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SLUT DOING HERE!?"

"Waiter! There's a naked woman under the table!"

"W-Wait! I can explain! Please, be quiet, I-"

Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and picked her up. She was then flung out of the dining area and landed flat on her face in front of a few others. Her DP dropped down to 2 as she got up and ran off.

She looked at her hand as she hid behind a dumpster (that was thankfully empty this time). She sunk down into a fetal position and huddled as much as she could.

The dice went to Diego once more. He rolled a 5, with the fog taking it down to a 3.

He landed on a gray space.

"The Emergency."

As Diego ran is butt off trying not to be seen he bumped into a certain police officer figure.

"GOTCHA, YOU LITTLE EXHIBITIONIST!"

"CONNIE WAIT, THEY SAID THAT PUBLIC NUDITY IS LEGAL. YOU CAN'T ARREST M-"

He was interrupted by her immediately pinning him to a wall and cuffing him. "Yeah, I can't take you to the station, but that doesn't mean I can't make the best out of a bad situation."

"What do you mean!?"

"If I'm trapped here, then I can at least do my job, rather they want me do or not!"

She then leaned closer to him. "Besides, that teenie weenie is a crime in itself. If you wanna run naked, then don't hide your shame, you pervert..." she hissed out in his ear.

Diego blushed as he wondered if she was getting a sick thrill from his nudity. But that's when he also had a much more pressing thought. "Connie? Is that really you? Or a plastic fake?"

She paused, as if she was trying to think. That's when all of a sudden the Connie figure vanished. In her place was another more generic male cop figure. "OK, son. You just wait here and I'll come back to get you. Another more important crime is taking place."

He hopped off into a cop car that Diego swore wasn't there before. As he drove off, Diego was confused. That's when he realized, he was still cuffed. He shuddered as now he couldn't cover up at all.

That's when another card appeared. "The Ride."

Diego was looking around. He couldn't see anyone or anything in this fog. But that's when he saw a stoplight with a pickup truck waiting patiently at the light.

He had a longshot idea. He took a running leap and jumped into the back of the pick-up truck as the light turned green. As Diego laid in the truck bed, the dice appeared.

He did not think this through as he couldn't move to roll the dice. The truck bed shifted, rolling the dice for him. It was a 5.

As the truck drove, he wondered how he was going to get out on his own as again, he had no use of his arms. That's when the truck hit a bump and he was thrown out onto a discarded mattress on the side of the road.

It took a bit, but Diego got to his feet and discovered that he was now two spaces closer to the end. He felt proud of himself, until he heard a giggle. He turned and saw a figure standing there with a garbage can. Seems she was taking out the trash and saw Diego flop onto the discarded mattress.

"It's so... smol.... hehehe."

Diego turned red and ran away. As he hid in an alleyway another card appeared. "Cuffs: Lose 1 additional DP per event."

His DP dropped from 12 to 11.

The dice then returned to the Mistress. She rolled, simply saying, "Let's get this over with."

It was a 7, which dropped to a 5.

She landed on a blue space. "Clear Skies."

The fog suddenly dissipated and it was a bright sunny day.

The next card appeared. "Surprising Supportive Chant."

As she felt the cool breeze and the warm sun on her skin, The Mistress felt strangely at ease. She never goes out in the daytime, what with her line of work. She wouldn't mind being allowed to return to the world she seemed to enjoy once.

This whole thing seemed odd. She asked herself what she was even doing with Diego in the first place. Was it possible to escape? Not just the board game but her... line of work?

It was long shot, but if she won, maybe, just maybe she-

"HEY, DON'T YOU DARE GIVE UP!"

A crowd of demons appeared all on a set of bleachers. Amongst a bunch of them were Demona and The Unpronounceable One. Both of them were dressed as cheerleaders.

"Remember what you're really fighting for!"

"Yeah, get that tiny cocked soul over there so you can make us stars!"

"We know you can do it! Isn't that right guys!?"

The demons all cheered for The Mistress, some more enthusiastically than others.

The Unpronounceable One turned to the crowd of demonic beings and lead a chant.

"MISSY, MISSY! SHE'S THE BEST!"

"SHE CAN WIN AND THAT'S NO JEST!"

"YOU'RE THE BEST AMONG THE ELDRITCH!"

"SHOW EVERYONE THAT YOU'RE BETTER THAN THAT W-"

At that point, lightning struck the entire demonic crowd, causing them to vanish. A booming voice was heard as Morgana briefly made herself known.

"Your little demonic friends seem to keep interfering with my game. I'll let that one slide though, if only because it fit the card. Take your 1 DP and tell them not to do that again!"

The Mistress had her DP go from 2 to 3.

She chuckled. "Yeah... you're just scared that I might make it out of here, aren't you!?"

"Hold your tongue there Missy... you're trailing behind Diego, in both points and spaces."

The dice then returned to Diego. He then rolled a 8.

He walked with his little penis in full view of whoever could see him. He closed his eyes as he would probably die of humiliation if someone saw him in this state. That hairless little thing wiggling around as he walked with his hands behind his back.

Eventually he stopped, somehow knowing that he went 8 spaces. He opened them to find that he landed... ON THE FINISH SPACE!

"YEAH!!!!!" he hopped around in utter glee as he felt his DP shoot up from 11 to 16.

But then he felt something else. His DP dropped by one to 15. He was still cuffed.

The dice went back to the Mistress.

She rolled an 11. She moved and saw a big purple M space. She moved past it by one and landed on a green space.

"Heh... a big purple space with an M on it. Morgana, did you really try to make a space just for me?"

A card appeared. "Unexpected Charity."

As the Mistress looked at the big M space she just passed, she heard a voice.

"Well, hello there miss!"

Some guy was at a charity stand and had a box of stuff with him. "Need anything to help cover you up? I got plenty of things."

The Mistress didn't think it would make a difference at this point. Nevertheless, she approached the guy, trying to use her feminine charms on him. While she wasn't a succubus, maybe her mortal body could still win her some favors.

"You got anything in there that would make all this... look good?" she said, gesturing to her nakedness, blushing a bit as the shame was still there but covered up by lust.

The dice was rolled and it was a 3.

The charity guy looked at her suspiciously. Somehow his lack of response caused the Mistress to feel uneasy. But after a bit, he said, "Sure. You can take what's in this box."

Inside the big box was a laundry hamper and a massive plush toy that looked like a big puppy. The Mistress gravitated immediately to the plush. Not only cause it looked bigger, but something about it made her feel joy.

"I'll take the puppy!"

"Excellent choice, madam. Here's hoping that big ol puppy dog can keep people from looking at those heavenly charms of yours." he said while wiggling his eyebrows.

She clutched the plushie and felt warm and fuzzy. Something about this big dog plush made her feel something.

The card appeared as she was nuzzling it. "Giant Stuffed Animal: Avoid losing 1 DP per event. Can be used as a distraction in appropriate events to distract people or animals in order to lower the difficulty."

Diego looked on as she was cuddling that thing lovingly. This entire game she's been acting strange. Granted he hasn't known her that long, but it seems like there was a lot more to the Mistress than met the eye.

A single dice appeared in front of Diego alongside a paper that read, "Roll for handcuff removal."

He rolled and it was a 6! The 6 made the handcuffs glow and they slipped off him! He covered up and felt a sense of relief.

The dice went to Missy and she needed a 2 to get to the end. Considering her score however, she knew she wasn't going to win. So she just sat there with her plush.

After a while of this, a piece of paper appeared in front of her. "ROLL!"

She shook her head. "I know I'm going to end up a plastic statue if I do and if the game never ends, then you don't get what you want. So screw you."

Diego looked stunned by this. "Look, I know you're a sore loser, but I want to get back to my life. I'm sorry that you're probably not going to make it, but I just want to go home."

"Diego... I'll level with you. There is no winner here. I know you have no reason to trust me, but Morgana is pure evil. If you want to keep everything and everyone the same as you knew, then get comfy, cause I'm not moving."

Another paper appeared in front of the Mistress. "STOP. KEEP QUIET."

"NO! AS MUCH AS I WANT THIS FOOL TO SUFFER, I'M NOT ABOUT TO JOIN H-"

Missy was then struck by lightning. As she was shocked she could feel orange plastic start to form around her.

The sky went dark once more and Morgana stood over them both. Her eyes were glowing green as she looked pissed at the Mistress. "YOU NEVER HAD A CHOICE MISSY! IF YOU AREN'T GOING TO PLAY, THEN YOU FORFIT!"

As the Mistress was being converted she screamed out, "DIEGO! TRY TO REMEMBER THIS! THIS WASN'T YOUR FAULT BUT KEEP THIS IN MIND! TIME IS ABOUT LOSE ALL MEANING, FIND YOURSELF AND YOU CAN TAKE HER DOWN!!!"

Before Diego could ask what she meant by that, she was fully plastic. Morgana reached down onto the board and rolled the dice. She got a four.

She moved the Mistress piece onto the finish and then turned to Diego.

"YOU WON. NOW GO!"

"Wait, Morgana. What exactly i-"

Morgana then snapped her fingers and the board flipped over, causing him and everything else to fly into the air. He tumbled down into a dark abyss alongside the dice, the board and everything else.

He fell screaming into the void he saw a familiar face. It was that old man from his dreams. He was falling alongside Diego. He got close to him as they free fell.

He grabbed him by the face and simply said, "You're the only one who can do it. SAVE US."

The old man then grabbed Diego's head and snapped his neck!

At that point Diego screamed as he shot up and realized... he was back in his kitchen.

He was still in his pajamas and everything seemed normal. He got to his feet and saw the board game. But the Mistress was gone. He saw little figures that looked like him and her on the board. He was in shock. He ran through the house, looking for her.

She was nowhere to be found. He got a smile on his face. She was gone. Was he truly free?

He flicked the figure of the Mistress off the table and ran his hands over his pjs. He laughed a bit before getting himself a glass of water to drink.

After he chugged it he walked to bed. He was finally ready for a restful sleep. But as he hopped into bed...

"OW!!!"

Diego's back hurt. His bed felt really hard.

"What in the name of..."

He got out of bed and removed the covers. That's when he discovered that his mattress was a solid rectangular piece of plastic.

He then started to notice that something was different about his room. His dresser didn't open, it too was plastic and the drawers were decorative. The mirror on his dresser was non-reflective. He poked at the "glass" and confirmed that it was just a cheap film of aluminum foil.

"What's going here?" he thought to himself before his attention turned to outdoors. He heard screaming.

A lot of screaming.

He looked out through his blinds and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"NO... that's impossible..."

He ran to his front door, opened it and saw that outside his house was a series of colored circles leading every which way. All his neighbors were running around screaming. His next door neighbor ran up to him.

"GET BACK IN THE HOUSE! IT'S NOT SAFE OUT H-"

Something zapped her and in her place was a plastic version of herself. He hyperventilated as he saw her turn into something that looked just like one of the NPCs in Dignity Dash.

He backed inside as he was terrified.

"This can't be real. This has to be nightmare. I HAVE TO BE DREAMING. THIS HAS TO BE A DREAM!"

"Oh... it's a dream alright... a dream come true."

His heart leapt into his throat as he looked behind him and saw Morgana. She was floating in mid-air as she taunted him.

"Finally... the world is my own personal board game. AND ITS ALL THANKS TO YOU! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"What!? No! I... what are you talking about!?"

"Thanks to you, I managed to find a demon and harvest their essence. I can now do ANYTHING! And all it took was for your stupid girlfriend to walk into my trap."

"What? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH RINA!?"

"Oh... she's right here."

Morgana snapped her fingers and a plastic version of Rina floated and landed at Diego's feet. She was the size of her normal self. "Curiosity always kills the cat. All it took was her wanting to play a board game with her boyfwiend and everything fell into place.

Once she got you to play the game, I could search through your many timelines until I eventually found one where you encountered a demon and lived. You wouldn't believe how many of those timelines ended with you dead. It was quite morbid."

The Rina figure was sent away into the distance with a flick of Morgana's hand. Diego tried to run after her, but he didn't get far as an unseen force grabbed Diego by the pajama bottoms and brought him back to Morgana.

"After trying and failing to bargain with Missy, I realized that the only way to get her to play my game was to trick her into doing it. Her pride was her undoing. So again, I just want to say, thanks again. For allowing me to get this far.

Allow me to reward you for your efforts."

With a snap of her fingers, Diego's legs started to turn to plastic.

"WAIT! I WON THOUGH! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"

She started to cackle as Diego could only watch in horror at the encroaching plastic creeping up his body.

"You still don't get it do you? You didn't win. I DID. This game was rigged from the start. You only lived because I knew that The Mistress would be mine regardless. I'll commend you for winning both times at least. So your reward is that you get to watch as your entire world becomes my own personal board game."

With a snap of her fingers, Diego felt himself fly into the air. He went past the skyline and saw that just beyond the earth, in what should've been space, was a large room filled to the brim with occult type artifacts and objects. He saw the earth get flatter and flatter. All the continents started to become different colors, like it was a Risk board.

The earth eventually flattened itself to a big square shape which had a seam in the middle, to be easily folded up and stored away for later. Morgana took a hold of Diego as she was now massive... or rather he and the earth was tiny.

As the plastic made it's way up his body, he tried to think of anyway out of this. There was none. She won... that was it. Just before his head was coated she let him go.

He fell back onto the board, tumbling as he saw the earth board get closer and closer. He fell back to Small Town, now a game amongst many games. He was fully plastic before he hit the ground.

But though he was a statue, he could still think. The thought that went through his head, ad infinitum, was what the Mistress told him.

"TIME IS ABOUT LOSE ALL MEANING, FIND YOURSELF AND YOU CAN TAKE HER DOWN!!!"

He had no clue what that meant, but he hoped he could find out someday...

Morgana was ecstatic. She did it. The world that once spurned her was now hers to control. Or at least one version of it. No longer would she be powerless or tossed to the side and forgotten. Everyone would be forced to play with her. EVERYONE.

... but why stop there?

She chuckled as she said to seemingly no one in particular. "That was just a warm up. There's a lot more timelines out there and now I can control all of them. I can be the GM of all universes. But what universe should I go for next?"

...

"What about yours?"

...

"Nah, maybe someday. But first, where is it?"

She looked around the room and saw one of the boxes of Dignity Dash on the floor. It was an older one, that had a post it note with a picture of a school on it.

"There we are... what better place to finally teach the world a lesson."

On the post it note was also the number 1000. Indicating the number of souls needed to make this work. With the now board game shaped earth, harvesting that number of souls should be simple.

But she savored the time and the shame that would befall the rest of mankind as they were forced into endless games of Dignity Dash. Soon she'd have another and another until she could play around with all of time, Everyone would bow to her and her wicked whims.

She smirked as she planned out how this was going to work, but before she could go any further, she heard a voice.

"YOU KNOW NOT WHAT YOU TOY WITH, MORGANA DEVITCH."

She looked around and saw an old man. He looked ghostly and was glowing white.

"THIS IS SOMETHING NO MORTAL CAN CONTROL."

Her response was just to snap her fingers and turn said ghostly figure, into a plastic one.

"You underestimate me."

She brought it to a shelf with various other figures, all of which was someone Diego has met... in one timeline or another.

"This next one, will be the one to end them all. See you then."