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It had been a year since the game had ended, and all eight of the players had successfully adjusted to their new lives.
Jack-Off, or Mr. Hale, as his students at Beacon Hills Community College called him, had settled in quite easily to his role as a mentor and teacher. He taught Human Anatomy, but it was clear what part of the human anatomy he loved most. His classes were for males only, and he offered his ass or cock up to any student who wanted to have a ride with him. Most students were fascinated by the equine cock he had, although thanks to the games magic, they didn’t question the bizarreness of it. And Stiles didn’t mind all the extra-marital sex either, they were loving husbands in a very open marriage.
Jack-Off also ran the Modern Satanist Club at the college and had managed to convert quite a few young dudes into accepting Satan as their savior. Having Theo show up to some of the meetings helped in that aspect.
Isaac also worked at the college, as the janitor. Having four arms helped him become the top janitor on campus. It also helped that he happily serviced the sexual needs of any guy on campus, whether they be administration, visitors, or students. He loved his job more than he could ever have thought. And he loved his work outfit too, he wore only a big, puffy diaper. He would get a boner any time someone came by and laughed at him.
As Stiles had quipped, Liam now worked for him. The brothel Stiles had built out of nothing became a big hit with guys all over Beacon Hills and other towns nearby. All the sex helped keep his Incubus side full. He was one of the people’s favorite workers due to his unique qualities. And like the others, Liam found himself loving his new life. At the time being, his slut tally’s had reached 509, and he wasn’t sure how much more room he had left on his skin back there to keep going. As for his slave Peter, well Liam was into sharing, so he let Peter’s family take custody of him a lot, though whenever Liam felt the need feed off of pain, he tortured Peter, since the wolf did deserve it after all the torment he had put Scott and the pack through in the past. Oh, and Liam was in a relationship. He was the full-time bottom in a throuple with Mason and Cory, who both seemed to very much approve of the changes the game had made.
Theo took the longest to adjust to his new life. It took him a while to get to the point of acceptance, but once he did, he began truly enjoying himself. He spent his days at the nearest zoo, caring for each of the animals in a sexual compacity. It wasn’t easy, especially with animals like elephants who had such huge dongs.
When Theo wasn’t working at the Zoo, he found himself spending a lot of time in Hell. He enjoyed how all his father’s lackey demons looked up to him, and he was always happy to be with his father.
The Beacon Hill’s All-Male Revue was a gay night club/strip join and became a common hangout spot in the evenings for the gang, Theo included. Theo enjoyed finding random, unsuspecting men, taking them to the bathroom, and letting his vagina cop off their dicks and eat them.
Jackson was the big-time-star stripper at Beacon Hill’s All-Male Revue. His cock-tits fascinated those in the crowd and his dance moves had gotten pretty good too. He had taken to his new life pretty quickly and was now in a loving relationship with Danny, who didn’t mind Jackson foolin’ around either, just as long as he got to be there and join in.
As for the two slaves, Aiden and Scott, they both spent most of their time at Stiles’s brothel, working alongside Liam, although they didn’t receive any pay. Stiles and Jack-Off were good Masters to the two of them, many times Scott would forget that he was a slave. He loved his life now. He especially loved how his family all lived together in one big house now that was constantly filled with sex. Getting to have sex with all three of his dads, his cousin, and his two brothers were amazing. He even grew to tolerate his backward digestive system, it was awkward come dinner time having to shove the food up his ass, and then shit it out later through his mouth. He still wasn’t a fan of the fact that he had to eat a log of shit from one of his three dads every day.
Ethan remained the way he was when the game ended, a big, adult-sized baby more or less. Stiles and Jack-Off felt it was only right to adopt the poor guy, and treated him like their very own son. Stiles couldn’t help but feel a tad bit guilty due to Ethan being in such a state. But things were looking up for the guy, he’d managed to speak a few words a week back so maybe he might mentally start to age over time.
Then there was Stiles. What could be said about Stiles? He was the happiest of them all. He wouldn’t change a thing about his new life and the way things were. He was the luckiest fucking bastard there was.