She looks around the table at the rest of the group. "Time to pay the piper boys." She smiles wickedly. Kim picks up the dice and rolls with a flourish. A 6 and a 1 appear when the dice stop. She watches as her piece moves to a dreaded red square. "Oh, no. Here we go. Looks like my luck has left." She smiles ruefully.
She looks at you, standing transformed in your chair at the table but now you have shrank in size and changed into an anthro dog who is only 3 feet tall. She looks over at Aldrik. He still seems skittish but normal. The only thing that has really changed is that he is now wearing a collar. He looks a little perturbed.
The screen changes and shows the first of the cards as it flashes onto the screen. The first rhyme that Kim recieves is "As you started last, be sure you don't get passed." For a moment Kim looks confused then her expression clears and she smiles once more. "I can do that."
The screen changes again and now reads, "Player 4: Always the Master, never the sub. Try it out, you might like the rub."
Kim glowers at the other players. She does not like this card at all. She is used to being in control of herself and her emotions at all times. "This is not good. Not good at all," she mutters darkly, pertrubed by it all.
She lets out a gasp of surprise. Her eyes go wide. The magic is starting to work. She licks her lips nervously. This can not be happening to her. She has to maintain her control. To let go and simply fondle herself in front of her male friends could be a sure fire road to disaster.
She finds an urge to pet herself but resists mightily. She starts chanting a mantra, "I am in control. I am in control. I am not rubbing myself." She glares once more at Aldrik. "You are in so much trouble-", she trails off as she slowly starts to lower her hand to her crotch. She rubs her hand in circles there. But she resists the urge to undo her pants and touch herself. "I can resist. At least for now." She does settle back further in her chair. If she can just keep control the magic will not own her thoughts or her desires. She feels a shiver deep in her core as she passes the dice to Aldrik with her free hand, "Your turn."