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, naked, full woman except for face/hair, 4'10")
Blake/Britney (horns/tail, huge boobs, blue hair, perky, huge dick, 5')
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Jon sat down on his bed with Blake, no Britney. No, she was Blake. But right now she was Britney. Why was he so nervous? They stared at each other for a moment, before turning away. Why was Britney so nervous. It wasn't like her to be nervous.
"Do you want to go first?" Jon asked.
"It's your turn."
"O-oh yeah." Jon looked down. "Um, I suppose we should roll the dice on something besides my bed. Here. Lit book, haven't even opened it this semester. Good for something at least."
Jon knew why he was so nervous. He was about to fuck one of his best friends. No, he was about to be fucked by one of his best friends. And he wanted it. And she wanted it. She didn't even look like him anymore. Why was he thinking about this so much? Wasn't he drunk? Make a bad decision already!
Jon rolled. 6. Nothing. Blah. After all that.
Britney picked up the dice and rolled, no hesitation. They came up 9. "Who's on my...?"
"Ha, I guess I'm on your left and right."
"Should we change the game for just us two? How about I'm odd, your even. If I roll odd, I get to change you. If you roll an even, you get to change me."
"Sounds good to me. Um, let me go to the bathroom first though."
Jon ran to the bathroom, made his wish, and ran back.
"Okay, go." Britney rolled odd.
"Ready? Mental change: have fun. Don't hold back on changing me. I want you to come up with some weird shit, because I'm not going to hold back on you."
Something clicked in Jon. This could be fun. No, this SHOULD be fun. "You're on."
"Good, because it's your roll."
