Daniel walked over and picked up the dice. This game wasn't going his way, hadn't from the start, really. He tossed them at the board. All he could do now was to play, and maybe win. That would set everything right again. It would set Alicia right again most of all.
"A lousy three, huh? Guess I'm not winning anytime soon," he groused. And a green square. Well, that could be worse. It could be blue - nothing good ever came of those.
I once heard a saying,
part of which is true.
"Life's a bitch," so said the man.
And that's the case with you.
Daniel sighed in resignation. He remembered watching Alicia reduced to a sheep by his command. This was kharma, and he knew it as his body began to change. The huge male organ he had sported since the second roll of the game was the first to go, sliding back into his body as his organs shifted and moved so that he would be entirely female. His equally oversized breasts split apart, forming whole rows of little teats as his body doubled over and warped, driving him to his knees, then to all fours. I bet Nicole and Alicia love the fur - it feels really nice, he thought before Daniel faded away.
Wagging, the dog padded over to James. The contrast in size between the small, furry animal and the twenty feet of coils made the canine seem all the smaller. James could smell the dog's arousal; it was a bitch in heat. But as a half-reptile, half-human, it was just another odor. He didn't do dogs. Alicia could smell it, too, and he shivered. The smell was enticing in a way, urging him to grow hard and choose a mate. But something in his body chemistry or brain rebelled against the phenomenal signal. It wanted him to choose a female mate, but he already knew the partner he wanted. He yipped, and the bitch padded over to him. He petted it, his eyes still on the naga's coils. This was the sort of dog that could be a good friend, but he had other plans for a lover.