Mark watched with anticipation as the dice rolled to a stand still.
2. He frowned (well, he would have frowned regardless, seeing how things had been going), but it looked like he'd be taking Stella with him on this turn. Sighing, he moved his piece along two spaces. Another Effect Card space. Brilliant, he thought to himself, taking a card from the corresponding pile and reading it aloud.
"Every time someone rolls a 3 (because 2 is taken), a random part of your body will swell, starting with this turn. Have fun." Mark paled, but didn't exactly have time to make any kind of complaint, as he felt a sudden pushing pressure quickly begin to build within him. Before anyone could even comprehend it, his belly pushed forwards, making his shirt ride up. As the expansion subsided, it became apparent that, had Mark been a girl (not to wish that upon him, of course), he'd have looked heavily pregnant, as his new belly wasn't saggy like it would been if it was fat, and seemed more like it was being held up tautly by something on the inside. Of course, Mark knew it was some kind of gas or air, as he could feel it, but to everyone else, it was hard to tell.
"Look," Mark said, "Can, can we just move on. This isn't that a big deal, really..." he forced himself to believe that, then looked to Stella, "You have to take a card too, right?" Stella nodded, to which Mark picked up another Effect Card and read it out for her...