Kristi rolls a two and a three, five spaces later she drew another card that read “choose a number from one to nine”
“I’d rather not be back in diapers again but then again I don’t know why it’s a number lower” Kristi said a loud, careful not to say a number
“Just aim high” Greg suggested with his child voice, readjusting his former tee shirt now pajamas.
“Alright, I choose eight” Kristi said only to see the card change to “eight months pregnant”
“Crap” Kristi said as her belly ballooned outward and her breasts gained a few cups. She had to remove her existing bra, straps digging in to her shoulders, using her shirt as a makeshift replacement bra cause of her bloated belly.
“So who’s the father?” Leslie said with a joking tone
“Shut up, Leslie. This is not fun…” Kristi said stopping midway though “oh god, I can feel movement inside my belly”
“Well this is an interesting development” Mike said, picking up the dice saying “I’ll take the risk of going next”
Greg – 7 – 3 years old
Kristi – 5 – 8 months pregnant
Mike – 0 – normal, next
Leslie?
Donna?
Jim?