Cheater's Stone Reverse Angle Chapter 5 (Patreon)

“I'll have to ask if I can go,” she said.  Somehow Joyce needed her permission to do things like that now.  She couldn't even walk home alone anymore.  Jason had gained (and Joyce had lost) the rights when he took her driver's license.  He could not only drive a car, but he could vote, buy beer, and do as she pleased just like anyone old enough to have a driver's license could.  Joyce on the other hand, couldn't do some things other many things.  She needed Marcia or Jimmy's permission.  Joyce decided that she really wanted to play laser tag.  She would wait for his next 'Double or Nothing' until after the party, assuming Marcia would allow her to go.

Joyce really wanted to go.  It sounded like a lot of fun to play laser tag and then to go a sleepover with the guys.  Joyce wasn't thinking like an adult anymore.  She didn't see anything wrong with staying over at a boy in her class's house.  

Jason picked up Joyce after school.  Joyce didn't want to swap back until after the party so she kept her mouth shut.  She didn't want Jason to know about the party at all.  Jason was originally invited to the party although he had forgotten all about it.  He didn't want to go anyway, he was looking forward to his date on Friday.  If he did then he would switch back quickly so he could go instead of her.  Joyce was not going to let that happen.

“How was school?” Marcia asked when Joyce got home.

“It was OK, we learned fractions and spelling and stuff.  But I have to ask you something.”

“What is it?”

“Larry at school is going with some friends to the laser tag and then we are all sleeping over at his house.  Can I go?  Can I???  Please!!!”

“Well there isn't any school tomorrow,” Marcia said.  The school was having standardize tests for the fourth and second-grade classes.  That was another reason that this was only a half-day at the middle school.  Joyce, being in the fifth grade didn't have to attend so she didn't have any school tomorrow.  “If you do all your homework now, then you can go.  I'll call Larry's mother and see what the story is.”

Marcia was a good mother she never would take her children's word and always checked things out before letting them go anywhere.  But she saw no reason not to let Joyce go if she wanted to.  Homework had to come first.

"Larry's mother said they are all meeting at the arena at 5:00," Marcia informed Joyce.  "That'll give us plenty of time you to get a haircut."

"A haircut?"

"Yeah, the barber is in the same strip mall at the laser tag place.  You need one desperately."

"I don't want my hair cut."

"It's either that or no laser tag with your friends."

Between the desire to go to the laser tag and have an overnight with the boys and the Cheater's stone compulsion to do what Marcia wants, Joyce resigned to getting her hair cut, "Oh, OK,"

Joyce finished her homework and picked what she needed, a pair of pajamas for tonight and a change of clothes for tomorrow in case her clothes got too dirty during the laser tag.  She also changed for the event itself.  She wanted to wear shorts instead of jeans.  It'll be cooler and easier to move around in.  She also got some elbow and knee pads for safety.  Since she was changing into everything else, Joyce put on a Dragon Ball Z shirt that she liked.  Before all this started she didn't know what Dragon Ball Z was.  Now it was one of her favorites.

Then she noticed for the first time, "Oh my, my period has started.  Damn.  She decided that shorts wouldn't be such a good idea anymore.  She put a pad in her boxer briefs and put back on her jeans.  She stuffed a few extra pads to go at the bottom of her bag under her clothes.  She hoped the guys didn't see it.  They would get on her for it for sure.

Marcia made sure that Joyce's homework was done and then sent Jason to get his Joyce's style and drop her off.

Marcia had called the barbershop before Joyce had gotten there. She instructed the barber on what cut to use. He hacked off most of Joyce's long wavy hair can styled it into a typical short boy's cut with a part on the right and her ears showing.

Joyce the day before with Sophia.

Joyce in parking lot after haircut

Joyce saw her friends waiting in front of the laser tag arena and Joined them. Larry's mother greeting her. “Hi,” she said cheerily, “I guess you are the new student in Larry's class.”

“I guess I am,” Joyce admitted and the group went inside the laser tag arena. Joyce had been the last to arrive. Joyce was the only girl technically but she was treated just like everyone else. There were six boys in all, Larry and five of his friends. Joyce towered over the rest of the boys and she was the only one, besides Larry's mom, to have breasts.

Joyce knew all of the boys at the party except one.  He wasn't at the table where the other boys had eaten lunch.  Larry introduced Joyce to the new boy and then Joyce joined in the fun.  There was a lot of horseplay in the car before they got to the arena.  There was playful hitting and taunting of each other.  Boasts of who was the best.  Who was on whose side?  Claims of spectacular maneuvers in games past.  Joyce who had never played before joined in the fun with her own unbelievable tales.

During the game, Joyce who was properly attired with knee and elbow pads ran, jumped, climbed, and crawled with reckless abandon.  She didn't care about her 'modestly' or flapping boobs.  She was doing all she could to win.  She even jumped on some of the boys if the occasion called for such a maneuver.

There were several games with teams breaking and reforming after each.  No one really kept track of who won the most, although each boy in turn claimed to win the most times in the end.

Joyce thoroughly enjoyed herself.  She had never been this carefree in years.

Larry's mother picked the boys up and drove everyone to Larry's house where a pizza was waiting for them.

Joyce didn't care about her diet nor cholesterol or anything else ripped into the pie and ate as many slices as she wanted to with some coke.

Then they spent most of the time in the living room.  Even though the TV was on, the partiers weren't paying much attention to it.  

They started with a game called "Chubby Bunny."  It was simple, you put a marshmallow in your mouth and you say "Chubby Bunny."  Then you stick another and another.  The person with the most marshmallows in their mouth who could still say "Chubby Bunny" wins.  Joyce thought this was a great game to win the bet with Jason.

But at Larry's place, the game didn't go as planned.  Soon the boys were spitting out the marshmallows on each other.  They thought it was a stupid game anyway.

"Hey, I know a joke."

"What?"

"What do you call someone who refuses to fart in public?"

"Umm, you?"

"A private tutor."  

"Hahhahahahhahah," everyone loved the joke.

I have another one...What’s brown and sticky?"

"Shit!"

"No, a stick. Duh.  You're such an asshole!"

"Hey, Joyce you're not supposed to like these jokes."

"Why not?"

"You're a girl."

"So what?"

"You're supposed to be all proper like."

"That doesn't mean I don't like jokes."

"Not these."

"Says who?"

"Says me!"

Joyce got into the boy's face.  "Say that again!"

"You're a stinky girl!"

Joyce did what any boy would do in that situation, she pushed the boy to the floor.  Soon a wrestling match broke out.  All the boys joined.  It was Joyce and Larry against the other four boys.  Larry was on Joyce's side since he invited her.

"Boys, boys," Larry's mother shouted above the roar.  "Just be careful and don't knock over anything."  She didn't see anything with Joyce rolling on the floor with boys on top of her.  Not even when her shirt was ripped in the struggle.

"We won't Mom," Larry confirmed.

Board games like Monopoly were not on the agenda, but a game called who can scream the loudest was.  That game was quickly put an end to by Larry's mother for obvious reasons.  But other roughhousing games were fine.  "Boys will be boys," was the family motto.  They weren't trying to hurt each other.  They were just having fun.

Ice cream was served later and then it was time for bed.  They would all be sleeping in the same room.  Larry and another boy on his bed and the rest on the floor, including Joyce.  Joyce got changed in the same room as everyone else.  Some of the boys changed their underwear, but Joyce didn't.  She wasn't embarrassed about being seen naked for a few seconds, but she didn't want the other boys to see the pad she had in her briefs.  It would be fine overnight as she didn't have a heavy flow...not yet.

Before going to sleep, Joyce asks the boys a question.  "Hey has any one of you heard of a thing called the Cheater's Stone?"

"No, what's that?"

"I don't know.  That is why I was asking."  Joyce didn't want to admit to any swap she had made.  What's the point if no one knew what she was talking about.

"How did you hear about it then?"

"My nephew said he had one.  But I didn't know what it does."

This mollified the gang and soon everyone went to sleep.

In the morning they all had breakfast and talked about this and that.   Elliot pulled Joyce aside.  He told her confidentially, "I've heard about the Cheater's Stone."

"Why didn't you say anything."

"I didn't want the guys to know."

"What do you know?"

"I only know my little sister told me she used it."

"She did?  Can I speak to her?"

"No, she left for Europe.  She's studying college there for a year."

"OH?"

"Yeah, my little sister used to babysit for me and this other girl for a while.  But college is starting soon so she had to go."

Elliot didn't realize how bizarre what he was saying was.  His little sister was only a four-year-old.  The other girl, Patty that Elliot was referring to, was twenty and would be starting pre-K in the fall.  They were more victims of the Cheater's Stone.

"Did she say anything about it?"

"Only that you could use it to trade stuff, but she didn't tell me what."

"How did she get it?"

"I think it belonged to Patty."

"Maybe I could talk to Patty then."

"I don't know where she lives.  I haven't seen her since my sister went to Europe.  We weren't friends anyway."

"If you find out anything let me know."

"Sure thing."

Joyce and Elliot rejoined the rest of the boys.  The plan was for the whole group would go to an action movie.  It was PG-13, but Larry's mom thought it would be OK.  

Joyce wanted to ask the boys about Antonette, but she couldn't do it.  Besides, the last time she asked a question, it didn't go well.  Maybe she could ask each one privately.  

Joyce in the end decided against it.  She didn't want them to know she had a crush upon her.  They would all make fun of her.  Worse she didn't want to know if any of the other boys felt sweet on her either.  That would be very embarrassing.  She tried to bring up the subject but kept chickening out.  Joyce didn't know that many of the boys had crushes that they didn't talk about.  At least they didn't talk about it in large groups.

They all took turns taking a quick shower.  Joyce usually took showers the night before, but this was a shower in the morning household she surmised.  Due to the shower schedule and everything else, the boys were in different stages of dress throughout the house.  This included Joyce who felt no embarrassment at being half-dressed in front of little boys.  She would find it surprising to realize that she would have felt weird around girls or especially women.

Larry's mom dropped Joyce off at Marcia's house after the movie was over.  Joyce had had a great time and she told Marcia and Jason all about it.  But now was time to get back to everything being back to normal.  She suggested that they bet upon who would win 'Chubby Bunny'.  Jason said he didn't want to bet on that, besides they didn't have any marshmallows anyway.

“But you could drive to the store and get them,” Joyce insisted.

“No, I don't want to play that.”

“You owe me a double or nothing,” Joyce insisted.

“I already gave you three,” he reminded her.

“Just one more.”

“OK, but I pick the game and I'll tell you what the double will be before we start.  This will be the last double or nothing no matter how it turns out.”

“OK, it'll be a simple toss of the coin.  You pick and I throw it in the air.  If you win everything goes back to the way it was.”

“...and if you win?”

"Well, then I don't want anything from you.  But Sophia wants to be in a real school."

"So?"

"So all the swaps I had with you, you will have with Sophia.  She'll be going to fifth grade and you'll be going to daycare.  You will have all her friends and she'll have yours.  You will have her earlier bedtime and you'll be the one dressed like a toddler.  But there are more things as it's a double or nothing.  That's only four and I need eight.  You'll be the one sucking her thumb, not Sophia.  That's five.  You'll also have her lisp.  That's six.  Seven is if you didn't know, Sophia has a bed-wetting problem.  She goes to sleep in pull-ups.  That'll be you from now on.

Finally, if you lose, you will forget all about the bet so you won't ask me about it anymore.  You will think it's supposed to be the way it is, just like everyone else."

Joyce listened to the betting stakes.  In the end, Joyce would end up being a little toddler.  She wouldn't even be able to open the door of her own house which had child safety locks and all her friends would be four-year-olds.  

"But what about my job?"

"Your job is to go to school.  Well, daycare. You lost your real job to me when we swapped education.  Regardless, that is what I want.  Is it a bet?”

Joyce realized that she would lose so much.  Being treated like an eleven-year-old wasn't great...well she did have a lot of fun and she didn't have any problems with Marcia about going to bed and things like that.  But did she really want to be a little toddler in everything but body?  Did Joyce want to risk having Sofia's life?  She heard what she did at daycare, she knew Sophia was watched like she could hurt herself at any moment.  Marcia personally bathed the girl every night.  She couldn't read and couldn't even count to ten.  She couldn't even play a simple game of 'Jenga' which started all this.  She had enough trouble playing 'Candyland.'  That would be her life if she lost the bet.  

"Well?"

"Can you give me a little while to think about it?"

"OK, after I come back from my basketball date with Richard."  Jason really wanted to go on that date.  He was looking forward to it more than he ever had the laser tag party with Larry."

"OK, I'll let you know then."

On Friday, Jason didn't dress like he was playing basketball.  He took more than an hour to prepare.  He started with lacy matching thong panties and a bra.  Certainly not something to be worn if a person was going to play any physical sports.  Then he decided to wear some nude pantyhose and a skater's dress.  He wore it with high heels of course.  That didn't take too much time, not even when he accessorized it with jewelry that he borrowed from Marcia.  But getting the makeup just right did take a while.

When Jason met Richard in the park, basketball was abandoned and Richard went home to change.  A fun event was had by both Richard and Jason.

During this time, Joyce talked the bet over with Dylan.

"What do you think?"

"It's your life."

"I know, but should I risk it.  It's an even bet."

"Ask yourself, is being a toddler worse than what you have now?"

"It might be.  I'll be in diapers again.  Worse I wouldn't know my real life at all."

"It's your choice, you have to decide.  Just remember, it could be worse than even you expect.  You never know with the Cheater's Stone."

"What really happened to you?"

"I can't say.  This is your decision."

On Saturday morning, Joyce waited for Jason to wake up.  Joyce decided he didn't want to risk it on one toss of a coin.  “No,” he said quietly.

“What did you say?”

“I said 'No', no bet.”

“Are you sure?”

“I think I am.”

“This will be your only chance.  I'm leaving tomorrow.  I have to be at work Monday.”  Jason didn't mention that he had another date with one of his boyfriends on Saturday night.

“I don't think I could handle being a baby if I lost,” Joyce admitted.

“OK then, how about one last game of 'Jenga' before I go?”  Then after a pause, Jason continued, "for your boobies?"

"Wait, we can only swap one thing and not double or nothing?"

"Yeah, if we go through the ritual again.  Then it starts over at one."

"What about two things.  None of the guys have boobies and who needs them anyway.  As everyone else had a dick bigger than mine because I don't have one.  I would love to have yours..."

Jason would like to have Joyce's boobies and her privates too.  But would the Cheater's Stone allow a bet where both participants wanted to lose?  

Of course not, that would be cheating.

End.

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Cheaters' Stone: Double or Nothing