“Just hurry up and roll,” Jenn huffs, supporting her huge rack with her crossed arms (while being very careful not to cover them!). She didn’t like the way Erica was suddenly eyeing her chest...
The die clattered onto the board as Erica released it. “10! Woohoo a blue!” She pumped her fist in the air as her piece slid forward to join Jenn’s. Grabbing a card, she quickly read:
“Increasingly horny in your case means Heat
Each time you give in means you lose your seat”
Erica shifted in her chair, frustrated that the words disappeared before she could figure their meaning. “‘Lose my seat?’” She squirmed slightly, but failed to notice the changes to her backside in her confusion.
“I think it means you’ll lose your next turn if you... well,” Dun blushed as he looked at his girlfriend. “Like, succumb to the urges.” He grew beet red and bent to scoop the die.
Absently scratching her arm, Erica was too involved in the internal tingling and bursts of arousal to feel the tug on her waistband, or the way her increasingly pointed ears were parting her hair and reaching for the ceiling. The others were all watching as Dan juggled the die in his fist, so no one realized that Erica’s upper lip had slit, attaching more closely to her nose even as it puffed out slightly.
Erica’s gaze flicked to Jennifer, with whom she was tied for first, and an immediate gush of arousal had her shifting again in her seat, unconsciously releasing the rapidly-growing tail from her skirt. It fluffed down behind her, conveniently slipping between the rungs of the dining chair where it twitched and flicked as it grew. Blonde hair matching that on her head covered the new appendage, as yet unseen by the two couples.