If there’s one thing I don’t like when playing a game with someone is trash talk. Competition is fine and all but insults, even if thrown in a jokingly fashion, rub me the wrong way, and can have serious consequences. It was with this in mind that the genesis of this piece came to be but, given the scope of the challenge, something else was required.
Sometimes, my shorties feature indirect forms of mind-control. Sometimes, the female character doesn’t really have an actual physical presence in the context of it all, although that doesn’t detract from her dominance in any way. This is one of those tales as you’ll soon come to find out. Have fun.
A Game of Triggers
It was a clean shot. Justin’s kill streak went down in flames.
“Suck it!” Mark exclaimed. He regretted it the moment he saw his friend give the joystick a fellatio. “Oops… Ellen’s triggers still run deep, huh?”
“Yes. What about yours?”
“Up yours, Mark!
His scream was heard in a ten block radius.