Jan threw the dice with trepidation, and watched them roll a five, then a one... a six. Her piece moved to a yellow square. A wild card!
"Crap!" Her blue eyes widened. "Uh... what's a wild card mean?"
Chris shrugged, wincing as the motion made his big knockers wobble. He pulled the tatters of his shirt over them, trying to preserve some modesty. "Well, given how the other ones have been, it can't be worse?"
Amy had unfastened every button on her blouse, revealing her cute pink lacy bra. "Just pick it and see, then we can get all this over with?"
Jan picked up the card.
"You're scared of what might happen,
Of changes and rolls and sex,
So we'll give you this round off,
But the next you'll suffer double effects!"
"You bitch!" cried out Alice unexpectedly. She was normally so sweet and nice, and everyone looked around, shocked. She had the decency to look ashamed. "Well, it's unfair, we all had stuff happen to us."
"Well, I'll have it double next round, won't I?" said Jan, crossing her arms defensively.