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", smooth face)
Blake/Britney (horns/tail, huge boobs, red features, purple hair, perky, huge dick, 5')
Ethan/Penelope (full woman, brown features, huge breasts, flirty, bi, horny when Alex says her name)
Alex (voice, face, waspish waist and down, hermaphrodite, breasts and huge nipples, athletic, attracted to males, submissive)
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*Britney took up the dice next, pausing a moment to consider the situation. This game was fun. Granted, most everything seemed like fun thanks to her new outlook, but the more Britney played the more she realized how enjoyable the game was. Watching the four of them change, the thrill of altering her friends directly, the delight of being changed in turn. What wasn't to like. It certainly helped that the four of them were all changing in such interesting ways. Blake, Ethan, Jon, and Alex were all so boring compared to Britney, Penelope... darn, did Jon and Alex really keep their boring guy names? She'd have to change that. She'd probably have to change those. As far as the four of them had come, nothing delighted Britney more than the idea that they might change more, become more. And now it was her turn to make that happen.
Rolling the dice, Britney found the first victim of her latest turn was herself- a one and a six. Britney found the sensation of change coursing over her scalp, and soon she felt a tickling sensation about her shoulders. Reaching up, Britney found her hair had grown to brush her shoulders, the violet locks now much wilder and wavier than they would have been if Blake had grown out his hair. "Ooh, that's nice," Britney giggled.
"Enjoying yourself, Britney?" Jon teased.
"Why not?" Britney replied, before rolling again. Double sixes. That's better. Britney smiled wide at her fellow players. Penelope was already pretty much changed, so time to have fun with the other two. "How about you enjoy yourself too, Jon? Five to make your hair grow loooooong!"
Jon eeped, as his hair grew out in steps. First it shot down to his chin, then after a pause extended to touch is shoulders, then down between his shoulder blades, then his waist. Finally it shot out, growing until it touched the ground. Jon groaned as he pulled at his new cascade of hair. "Dude, you gave me rapunzel hair!" he protested.
"Oh, I'm sure it's not that bad," Britney replied.
"It probably only reached your knees or ankles if you stand up," added Alex, trying to be helpful.
"And its not like you're tall enough for that to be much ground to cover," Penelope chuckled.
Jon glowered, but said nothing more. Britney moved on, turning her attention to Alex. "And one for you, to change that boring old name of yours," she said. "And you get to choose it."
"What, seriously?" Penelope said. "After you gave me something like Penelope?"
Britney raised a hand. "But... and I want to make this clear, I want you to make it girly. Understand?"
Alex, who had looked relieved for a moment, flushed. While he felt that Britney's request did not actually extend to the parameters of the change, his new mentality balked at the idea of defying such an explicit request. "I... I'm..." he stammered.
"You're who?" Britney taunted.
"I'm... Xandra!" the former boy said. "My name is Xandra now!" His face-no, Britney supposed, between her physical and personality changes, Xandra definitely seemed like a her now- her face was deep red, and her eyes were staring directly into her lap. She looked downright humiliated, but Britney was sure she'd get over it.
"Well that's well and good," Penelope said. "But you rolled twelve pips. Are the last six all for me?"
"Nope!" Britney said. "They're for me!"
All there of the others looked at Britney in surprise. "What?" Jon said.
"What? You never specified we couldn't," Britney replied.
"I... guess not." Jon said. "Are you changing yourself back in some way, then?"
"Psh," Britney said, waving off the idea as ridiculous. "~Boring. No, I think I'll use my last six to change my outfit to fit the new me." With that, the rather ill fitting outfit Blake came with began to shift and reform. Her pants split- the legs joined with her shoes to become a pair of thigh high boots, while the pelvis reformed into a pair of khaki short-shorts that were particularly tight around her large bulge. Her shirt expanded, becoming cropped leather jacket, while her undershirt expanded into a flowing, floral print blouse. A black choker appeared around her red neck, a white hairband pushed back her newly lengthened hair, and a pair of dangling, pendant shaped earrings appeared in newly pinched holes in her ears.
Britney inspected the outfit with some satisfaction, while the others processed her new ensemble. Her outfit looked halfway between girly summer wear and a biker chick's outfit, which seemed oddly appropriate to her feminine, demonic appearance. When she was done approving of her new outfit, Britney scooped up the dice again. "What are you guys gaping at?" she said, before winking at them and rolling again.
A five and a six this time. "So... time for you again, Jonny boy," Britney said. Jon gulped slightly at the prospect. "Hm..." she said, pretending to consider her options. "You do look pretty weird with so many breasts..."
"Don't I?" Jon agreed, hefting one of his lower pairs of breasts. "So how about you get rid of them? Or at least get them down to normal numbers."
"Ah ah, let me finish!" Britney said, playfully waggling a finger at Jon. "I was going to say you look pretty weird with so many breasts, but only two arms. How about you grow a few to match!"
Jon gasped, as four new limbs shot out of his armpits, quickly forming petite, feminine arms identical to the original. Jon began to hesitantly move them about. "This is so weird..." he murmured.
"You'll get used to it," Britney assured, before scooping up the dice and rolling again. She was eager to see who she could mess with next. Five and a four this time. Looks like it was time to change Penelope.
"Huh," Britney said, turning her attention to the gorgeous woman on her left. The game had done such a number on her that there was not much left to improve. Her body, her personality, even her clothes had all already changed. The only real way to make her any better would be if there were more... that's it!
"Penelope, you have two of yourself now," Britney said, mouthing off the idea as soon as it sprang into her mind. "I don't mean a twin, or a clone. I mean you're both just Penelope."
Penelope furrowed her brow, a bit confused at the notion, but when she opened her mouth to speak two voices came out. Alarmed, she looked to her left and found another her looking in the same direction. "I... what is... huh," she said, starting out speaking from both Penelopes, then switching to just one, and then the other. "This will take some getting used to."
"What... what did you do?" Xandra cried. "How can you do that, even with the game? You can't just make somebody!"
Britney shrugged. "I didn't. It's just like adding arms, or boobs, or anything else. I just added one of everything, and not attached to the first Penelope."
"She's right," one of the Penelopes agreed. "I'm still me."
"And I'm still me here, too," the other added. "I'm still thinking kind of the same, I'm just getting everything in double. Seeing two sets of things, feeling to sets of things, moving two sets of limbs. Heh, actually..." One of the Penelope's snuck her and beneath the other's shirt. "Oh, I might actually like this..."
"That's the spirit!" Britney crowed, taking up the dice once more. She went to roll, and came up with a two and a four. Six, no doubles, no three man, end of turn. "Ah fooey," she said, before passing the dice off to Penelope.
