"Roger and your physical change is into a skinny 90lb weakling." Biff said, seaming to be a bit lost in why Steve had made him make that choice.
Roger was about to speak up when he suddenly groaned and wheezed as his body practically deflated, first all his fat around his belly and thighs, then his chest and butt. If his beard had not been covering his double chin, everyone would have seen it vanish in just a few seconds. Roger looked rather buff now, with just his muscles on his frame, but they began to shrink away as well. In a matter of less then a minute, Roger now looked as if he were just skin and bones, his clothes hanging off his bod as he looked shocked and more then a little scared. "Wha.... why?..." he finally managed to ask.
"Lets see you be a tough guy now." Steve said, cracking his knuckles and giving Roger an evil smirk. "We have a score to settle when this game is over, and I just made sure you are gonna get beaten like the nerd you are."
Roger regained his composure. "We will see about that you muscle bound tool. I get a turn soon too."
Steve just grinned at that as Joseph picked up the dice and rolled a 12. "Sweet! In the lead!"
