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SRU: Board Game
By Mysterious Stranger
The wizard glanced nervously at the clock; he was running out of time. He hated
leaving the shop in the hands of some punk school kid, even for just one
weekend, but there was little choice. With Dannie out having fun with Anya (just
what fun it was this time, he did not want to think about), and the big Wizards,
Warlocks and Witches conference going on, there was no one else he could trust.
The bell over the door rang, and a young teenaged guy walked in.
The wizard looked at him, and pointed to the clock. The kid just smiled and
waved his hands, making the peace sign with his fingers, and said, "Yo, old man,
chill, the chickies were looking hot today." The wizard grumbled to himself,
knowing that when he got back, this boy would be a chicky himself.
The wizard looked at the boy with a stern face, and said, "Listen here, young
man, I have some rules. One, don't sell anyone anything that is on that shelf."
He gestured to a far shelf, overloaded with old bobbles. "Two, always greet
customers by their first name. Three, don't touch anything except the register.
Finally, if things get out of hand, feel free to call me." The wizard handed the
kid the store keys, and left.
"I'm never going through a temp agency again," he mumbled to himself as he left
the mall.
The kid slipped on his nametag, which read in big bold letters BOBBIE. He
scowled at the old man for spelling his name like that, and placed a piece of
tape over it so that it just said BOB. Bob then took his place behind the
register. "Greet the customers by their first names? What the hell is that old
fart smoking?" He reached into his coat pocket, and pulled out a cassette player
to listen to as he leaned against the counter.
It was many boring hours before a customer finally came in, a dumb looking,
nerdish kid covered in zits. He looked over at Bob, who paid little attention to
him. The kid wandered to the back of the store and looked over the shelves. He
noticed a Risk game; not just any Risk game, it was the original, very first
edition. He smiled, knowing that the cashier looked way too stupid to know how
much this was worth.
"I'd like to buy this," the kid said as he plopped it down on the counter and
disturbed Bob. Bob took the headset off his head, cursing inwardly as he wrapped
up the cord and put the player back into his coat pocket. He looked at the kid,
and then looked at the game.
"I don't see a price on it," Bob said as he twisted the game in circles, but
could find nothing. "Where did you get this?"
The kid pointed to the shelf, which Bob recognized as the one he wasn't to sell
anything from. He looked at the kid, and frowned, "No way, not for sale, man."
The kid put a nasty looking smirk on his face, and came back smartly, "Come on
man, I'll give you ten dollars for it. Look, it's been used, and the pieces are
probably missing." He popped open the top, and found he was right. These weren't
the pieces that were in a normal Risk game. They were strange.
Bob picked up one of the pieces; it looked like a heart. Where there would be
different colors, there were instead different shapes. The next set resembled a
baby bottle; another set was the female symbol.
Each of the six sets was unique. Bob looked up at the kid, saw nobody else in
the shop, and smiled, "Lets play."
The kid nodded his head and sat up. He grabbed the rules sheet, and started to
read aloud. "Each person takes one set, and one set only. Place one piece on the
board until all spaces are covered... bla, bla, bla." He chuckled, "Hey, get
this rule. Never ever under any circumstances play with more than one set per
player. You have been warned."
Bob and the kid each got a big laugh out of that, and both decided to split all
three sets between them, just to break the rules. Bob had taken the hearts,
female symbol, and baby bottle sets. The kid had taken the question mark, male
symbol, and breast shaped sets.
After getting all set up, they were ready to go. Bob chuckled, "Lets see, I
think I'll be taking North America from you." Bob rolled and moved in a set of
hearts.
The heat was intense in New York City. The traffic jams seemed to go on for
miles without end. Every living soul was screaming, fighting, and hurting one
another. It was very unpleasant, to say the least. The rancor stopped as
everyone turned their eyes to the sky, where a rain of tiny gold hearts came
pouring down. Everyone, indoors and out, was touched by this rain. Instantly,
the people turned to one another with a totally different look in their eyes,
and a great orgy broke out.
Everyone loved everyone else. Man with woman, woman with woman, man with man,
dog with cow. It didn't matter. Erotic love was rampant.
The kid looked at the board with a frown, and cursed. "Damn, for that, I'm
taking Australia." He readied the little male symbols for attack, and then
rolled the dice.
In Sidney, as everywhere else on the smallest continent, most people were snug
in their beds; morning would be there in a few hours, but for now, things were
quiet. That was, until the sky brightened up to an iridescent gold color.
Awakened eyes focused on the heavens, where beams shot down, striking every
woman, be she out and about, inside asleep, or anywhere else.
The women began to glow, then transformed; their hair shank short, breasts
disappeared, muscle and fat appeared in normally trim areas. And something
really big and bulbous appeared in a normally very small and flat area. All
women had now become men. It had always been this way, as far as they could
recall. And so, all of the gay country of Australia went back to sleep,
populated 100% by males.
Bob was stumped; he couldn't afford to lose any more major properties. After
close study, he smiled and placed his finger on the female symbol pieces,
saying, "I'm taking Europe."
The smell of stoves at work filled the air of England. Women were working hard
to have supper ready when their husbands got home from work. Children who were
so noisily playing outside suddenly became quiet, which drew the attention of
concerned parents. The children were all looking at the clouds, which now all
resembled golden female symbols. Sunbeams shining through the clouds struck men,
finding them in the open and anywhere else they may be. Their chests grew out,
along with their hair, while their pants shrank. Women returned to their wives
and daughters after a long hard day of work, not remembering anything about the
strange clouds, or knowing anything about any gender other than female.
"Whoa, Bob, that wasn't too bright, you left Russia wide open." Bob slapped his
forehead, surprised at his mistake. "Well, Russia, prepare to meet the invasion
of question marks."
Moscow was quiet, as it would be on any weeknight. Children were resting; while
parents were... well, not resting in their beds. Out of nowhere, the city and
the entire rest of the Motherland was flooded by a wave of question marks.
Everybody was hit. Everyone's hair turned blonde, their bodies took on the forms
of Playboy centerfolds, and blank thoughtless brains filled their heads. The
power went out, as there was no one smart enough to run the stations, and the
word "like" could be heard echoing through the streets throughout the land.
These brainless blondes were happy, though baffled at how they could get out of
their homes with all these doors in the way. "Hmmm... maybe if we turn these
nobbie things..."
Bob leaned back against the wall, and smirked, "Well, if I'm going down, I might
as well make it a good fight." He rolled the dice, and moved his baby bottles
into Asia.
Japan was lively that night; a party was going on to celebrate a national
holiday. Fireworks exploded as paper dragons made their way in the streets.
Suddenly, a massive explosion took place in the sky over the city; it took all
the partying eyes' attention. Was it a firework? Confetti shaped like little
baby bottles showered down. In a matter of seconds, the entire country of Japan,
along with the rest of the continent of Asia, was reduced to billions of naked
babies, crying as they crawled through the streets, searching for mommies.
The kid knew he had Bob beat; all he had to do was take western North America.
He smiled at Bob, who guessed what his plan was. The dice were rolled, and the
tin breasts were moved in.
A great glow engulfed Hollywood. The snobby people didn't seem to care much,
though, probably just another movie being shot. When the glow had faded, no one
seemed to notice that they all had quite large breasts. Men only remembered that
they were all crossdressers, and therefore needed the EEE cup size bras, and
women didn't mind their GGG cups. After all, they had to be better than the men.
Bob shrugged, "Well, I'm beat." The kid chuckled, and left the store feeling
victorious.
Just as he left, the old man came rushing into the store. The wizard looked at
the counter, and saw the game all spread out. "Were you the loser?" the wizard
asked Bob. Bob nodded his head yes. "Pick up the game, then; the loser always
picks up. That's the only way to reverse the spell!"
The wizard snarled; he was furious with the young man. Bob swallowed his pride
and obeyed, cleaning up everything. The wizard growled, "I told you not to touch
anything, didn't I?"
Bob shrugged.
The wizard reached into the box, and pulled out one of each piece.
He looked at Bob, shaking his head, and said, "Sorry, Bob, you disappointed me
too much." The wizard tossed the pieces at Bob. Bob saw the whole world swirl
around him in eddies of gold. The last thing he heard was the old man's voice,
"Now, where am I gonna get someone to run the shop for me?"
The nuns at the orphanage were positively stunned. They weren't quite sure who
or what it was that they had found on the orphanage doorstep. A child, no older
than 18 months, who had a penis, a vagina, quite a set of breasts for a mere
infant, almost a C cup, in fact, the blondest hair, and a strange habit of
kissing anybody and anything that it could.
The note that came with the baby said only, "Bobbie".
The wizard frowned, looking into his crystal ball. "Well, that's just great, but
at least the agency has sent me another cashier. And here he comes now." A smirk
appeared on his face as he heard the door chimes ring.
The End
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