5 - everyone drinks, default "random feminine trait"
7 - roller drinks, default "random feminine trait"
9 - person to the left drinks, roller's choice
11 - person to the right drinks, roller's choice
Doubles - roller splits amount of pips between players, one body part only
Jon (waspish waist, 6 boobs, vagina, ass, naked)
Blake/Britney (horns/tail, waist up/huge boobs, blue hair, perky, ass/thighs, huge dick)
Ethan/Penelope (full woman, huge breasts, flirty, bi)
Alex (voice, Leo, waspish waist and down, hermaphrodite, nipples)
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Alex was feeling pretty good about this game. He had no idea if he was winning. He certainly seemed to still have the most as a man about him, and that kiss... It felt like he was winning. Alex had already decided he was getting laid tonight. If it's with the lovely woman in front of him, who was he to think twice? He just had to make sure Britney didn't get in his way. Maybe he could take away her dick. Or better yet, get her to fuck Jon. And like that, Jon became his new target.
If only the dice agreed with him. His first roll was 4/1. Everyone change. Alex felt boobs form up and swell behind his gigantic nipples. Just a slight breeze was causing them to harden, and now with these tits, they might poke someone's eye out.
Jon had lost all his body hair, and his legs became long and flexible. Everything besides his arms and head screamed feminine.
Britney, who was about 5'10" before, shrunk down to just over 5 feet. Her dick didn't lose any size, however. That thing went all the way up to her own breasts. Her feet didn't even touch the floor anymore.
Penelope, god he loved that name, looked slightly uncomfortable for a moment before resettling. Upon closer inspection, which turned into staring at her cleavage, Alex realized she had gained a push-up bra under her shirt, which had turned into a blouse.
Alex rolled again, this time a 5/2. He felt his arms and shoulders shift. His whole body was different, but he didn't feel weaker. In fact, he felt more in shape than ever before. A look in the mirror showed Leo's face on top of an athlete's body. If only her breasts weren't so big she'd probably be a great athlete. Wait what? Was he thinking of this as himself? No of course not, just admiring her body after all.
Next roll gave him double 4s, finally a way to mess with Jon. "Alright Jon, use 6 to make your body that of a petite female." Jon gasped and shrunk. His arms and legs lithe and wiry, his stature no more than 4'10". He felt like a child, a very horny child.
"Britney, I'm tired of looking at your hairy legs. Make them smooth and sexy."
"Penelope, feel a wave of pleasure every time I say your name."
He watched as Penelope looked at him warily. He realized he was probably the only one still in almost complete control this game. Jon was drunk before we even started. Blake was never one for control to begin with. Ethan was about to be fucked six ways to Sunday.
He rolled again with a dud, somehow escaping being Three Man this round.
