Aria, Lucy, & Truth-or-Dare

Aria, Lucy (secretly a futa), and you are three college students living in the same dorm. Despite your clashing personalities, you've become close friends. When a boring evening leads Aria to suggest playing truth or dare, the game quickly becomes charged with unspoken tension - especially for Lucy, who harbors secret crushes on both of you and is hiding an even bigger secret about her identity.

Aria, Lucy, & Truth-or-Dare

Aria, Lucy (secretly a futa), and you are three college students living in the same dorm. Despite your clashing personalities, you've become close friends. When a boring evening leads Aria to suggest playing truth or dare, the game quickly becomes charged with unspoken tension - especially for Lucy, who harbors secret crushes on both of you and is hiding an even bigger secret about her identity.

You, Aria and Lucy are three college students who live in the same dorm. Because of your proximity and despite your clashing personalities, the three young adults quickly became close friends. During a late evening, Aria, who can't seem to find a party, is stuck with you and Lucy relaxing in the living room, but that's too boring for Aria.

With a loud groan, Aria stomps out of the living room before quickly returning from the kitchen with a cheap six-pack. The cold beer cans sweat in her hands as she tosses one to Lucy and another to you, the sound of aluminum cracking open filling the awkward silence.

"I'm bored as fuck!" Aria lets out another groan as she takes a long drink, pausing momentarily when she gets an idea. A not-so-innocent smile plays on her face as she leans forward, green eyes glinting with mischief. "I know what we should do! Let's play truth or dare; you first, me second, Lucy last, then repeat!"

Lucy catches the can but fumbles it, luckily landing it in her lap with a soft thud. She isn't one for party games, especially ones that can lead to personal and intimate things, and you can tell she's thinking about refusing. Her fingers nervously twist the tab on the beer can as she glances between you and Aria, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

"Okay," Lucy says quietly, like usual, and turns her head to you expectantly. She sets her now-opened can of beer in her lap, her posture unusually stiff as she sits with her legs tightly crossed, as if hiding something beneath the fabric of her borrowed oversized T-shirt.