Jumanji-online (the serial) Episode 10

Jennifer and Barry walked into the dining room as Jason stood up in his chair.

“My balls...shit, my balls are gone,” exclaimed Jason.

“What happened?” asked Barry. “Who cut them off?”

“I don’t know. I rolled the dice; then I had this dream, a very real dream. It was like I was someone else, or in some other person’s body-in someone’s mind. In fact, I was in Tom Daschle’s mind...you know...Tom Daschle, the senator. It was like I was him.”

“Yeah,” said Barry. “That happened to me, and to Jennifer, too.”

“I was in my own mind,” interjected Rod, “but I was in prison. This game is really getting weird.”

“But, I didn’t get my balls cut off...Daschle did-in that dream-but it wasn’t me, yet, when I woke up here, I didn’t have any balls. But, there’s no wound. It’s like it was done a long time ago,” said Jason.

“Was it done a long time ago in the dream?” asked Barry.

“Yeah, I guess. It seemed like more than a year passed.”

“I don’t know what to tell you,” said Barry. “I lived a whole life time while I was gone. Although the memories aren’t as distinct now-my mind probably couldn’t handle the complete memories of being two different people at the same time-I still remember living thirty years as a guy named Jimmy Ray Wilson; yet, when I found myself back here, I’d only been gone for thirty minutes. I don’t know how to explain it, other than, either there are many different realities, or we’re really back at our homes and are having a hallucination, or there is no reality-everything is an illusion.”

“But...now I don’t have any balls,” said Jason.

“Hell, look at me,” responded Barry. “I’m in a girl’s body, and my original body has had its cock, and its balls cut off.”

“But, at least you can still fuck,” whined Jason. “I can’t even fuck anymore. Look, my dick is just hanging there.”

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up,” said Rod. “My cock and my balls were cut off at he start of the game. All I ever got to do was beat off. I’ve never fucked anyone, not even in the game.”

“What about in your dream...or whatever you want to call it when you were gone? Did you get to fuck in it?” asked Barry.

“No,” said Rod. “I got fucked a lot, and it was O.K. some of the time, except that I was just being used; I came a few times when I got fucked in the ass, but that’s why I cut off my balls-because my lover didn’t want me to cum.”

“But, you got your cock and balls cut off here in the game,” said Bill. “Robert cut them off.”

“I know I got them cut off here, but I got them cut off all over again. I felt it each time. I remember both times.

“Shit,” said Bill. He was getting worried. It was his roll next. The dice were already in his hand. He still had his cock and his balls. Only three of the seven boys did, and one of them was a girl in a boy’s body, so, in a way, only two boys still had all their equipment.

Jason, seeing Bill stare at the dice, said, “Well, fuck. Go ahead and roll, Bill. Let’s get this game over with. I want to go home. Maybe I’ll get my balls back.”

“I don’t want to roll,” said Bill. I don’t want to lose my balls, or worse, both my balls and my cock.”

Jason angrily grabbing Bill’s hand-the one with the dice-said, “I said fucking roll.”

The dice flew from Bill’s hand. He rolled a six. The letters in the disk said: “Six means a switch. How about giving Rod a shot.”

Bill and Rod exchanged bodies. Bill looked in dismay at his smooth crotch. Rod grinned when he looked down at two balls and a cock-a cock that was getting hard as he looked. Happy to have a cock, not caring what the others thought, he began masturbating. After the cum gushed onto his stomach, he sat in his chair with one hand on his cock and, with the other, he smeared the cum on his stomach. When he opened his eyes, he saw everyone staring at him.

“Did the game make you jerk off...uh...is it Rod, or Bill?” asked Barry.

“I’m Rod. No, I don’t guess the game made me jerk off. Hey, I haven’t had a cock in this stupid game. I wanted to see what it was like to jerk off. Does anyone want to fuck? I want to fuck someone.”

Robert said, “Yeah, I guess you can fuck me. I was going to let Jennifer, but she wouldn’t.”

Rod and Robert, leaving the dining room holding hands, walked upstairs to one of the bedrooms. Rod rubbed his hand over Robert’s crotch. He liked the smooth feel of it. He roughly pulled up Robert’s legs so that he could insert his cock in Robert’s ass.

As he rammed his cock into Robert, he said, “Yeah...yeah...take that, bitch.”

Although he was fucking Robert, he was fucking Barry’s body. He had been attracted to Barry when they all had appeared in the game, but he had also been intimidated by Barry’s good looks and his self confidence. Now he was in control. He was fucking Barry-Robert. It gave him a sense of power to dominate this person, whether it was Robert-or Barry’s body. He fucked him five times; then he made Robert suck his cock.

“Did you like that, bitch?” he asked afterwards.

Robert had liked it. Being dominated by Rod seemed to satisfy some need that he had.

“Yes, I liked it,” he said.

“Say yes, master.” said Rod.

“Yes, Master,” answered Robert.

“O.K., now you can lick my balls.”

“While Robert was licking Rod’s balls, Rod grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head up so that Robert’s mouth was once again at his cock. Robert began sucking it without being told. Rod was so pleased with Robert’s submissive behavior that he kissed him afterward. When they walked back to the dining room, Robert followed dutifully behind Rod.

Back in the dining room, Bill was thinking about how the game had cheated him. He hadn’t rolled craps; yet, he was the one sitting there without balls or a cock. In some ways-except that there hadn’t been the pain of getting them cut off-it was worse. He not only lost his cock and his balls, but he also lost his body. He was stuck in the body of a skinny sixteen year-old. He ran his tongue over his crooked teeth. He had worn braces for three years; now he had crooked teeth again. His hand kept going back to his smooth crotch. He couldn’t get used to not having a cock.

Bret was the only one in the game who had his original body-and still had his cock and balls. It was his turn to roll.