"No, I refuse to roll, this stupid game can't do any thing to me if I refuse to play." says Jim firmly crossing his arms, as words begin to appear on the board 'I accept your forfeit but first for your change, oh and since you chose to forfeit, can not be changed back, have fun. Now for you change, rules are rules, and she needs a diaper before she wets her self, so you shall become a pair of everlasting GoodNites.'
"What that's not fair," Jim cries as his skin turned soft pink as he shrunk down and his arms and legs attached as well. His face slowly started to sink inside him as his month and nose formed in the absorbent center finally a image of a princess appeared on the front of him as he smooths out into a 2D form untill she was nothing but a teen girls diaper laying on the ground.
"But Jim, I really do need you, I would want to pee all over the floor and I'm sure you'll soak up all my piss just fine." Leslie
laughs as she pulls down her pants then reaches over garbing him off the floor pushing her hand inside to puff him out before pulling him up causing his face to press against her pussy, this of course excites Jim much to his horror given his intended usage. "Hey look at it this way you get to have your face pressed against my pussy this must be the closest your ever gotten to actually having sex, you should be bursting with joy at your new life," she says with a evil giggle.
"Oh and I think I have a little present for you," she finishes as her bladder relaxes letting use a torrent of rich spicy piss straight into his waiting mouth, leaving a pleasant wet warmth quickly spreading across Jim's face. Jim tries to gag despise the nice flavor to her pee, but of course in his new form of a diaper it's completely impossible. But the worse part for Jim is the way the scent and flavor triggers his sexual urges which he has no way of reliving.
"Oh this is so gross, why did you have to use me, just kill me now," moans Jim, as he thinks about his horrid fate as a throw away container for her waste.
"Sorry Jim, but I don't think you can die any more, beside I just love this feeling of my own wetness pressing against me, I never want to take you off, guess its a good thing your everlasting whatever that means," replies Leslie with a sexual moan, as she manages to orgasm from the wonder feeling of pissing her self, further soaking Jim with yet another fluid though one he's more than happy to taste.
Leslie picks up the dice passing them to Greg, "Guess it's your go now Greg."