Tom casually tossed the dice down to Sue's waiting hands. As Sue maneuvered her body to catch them, one of her legs caught her hair, pulling Sue's head back and causing her upper body to land on the floor. The dice rolled across the floor a short distance. As Sue righted herself and resumed a cross-legged sitting position, she felt the familiar pull on her scalp.
"What...nobody rolled!" she exclaimed, clutching her head to confirm the growth.
"Sue, your card said 'every time a die rolls,'" Terry screeched after being silent for a few turns. He obviously had heard the dice clicking on the floor in front of him and judged Tom's toss to be unsuccessful. "It never said they only counted if you rolled to take your turn."
Sue found the dice on the floor in front of Dave, who was indignantly sucking his thumb to mock his change into a nine-year-old. "Oh, grow up," Sue said. Looking at the dice, she noticed they landed on a total of 9. Surveying the hair falling on the floor, she observed "Nine inches. Looks about right."
She clutched the dice and stood straight up. Her flowing hair now reached past her rear and knees, stopping at her ankles. She twirled around, her hair wrapping itself across her body and finally releasing when she stopped. All five feet of it tossed majestically behind her.
"This feels incredible," she said. Finally she sat back down on the floor, piling the hair in her lap.
"Man, I really wish I could see this," Terry complained.
Sue made her roll, both 2. "You're pretty good at the doubles," Tom remarked.
She closed her eyes and took in the now-familiar and very welcome sensation of her hair growing another few inches. Dave, rolling his eyes, used a chubby hand to move her marker to join Tom in the lead space. Sue finally came out of her trance and drew the next card.
It's great to have just one good thing
But two would be much more pleasing.
You rolled doubles not once but two,
Now let's double two things on you.
"Let me guess...more hair?" Dave said, obviously annoyed that he still had the most detrimental transformation.
"I...my body...oooh!" Sue couldn't even complete a sentence. A rush of sensations poured across her upper body. Her chest burned with pleasure, and her arms were bulging larger and larger. As she brought one hand to touch her chest, she felt a strange bump through her shirt. Reaching under it, she realized it was a nipple. There was another below her other breast as well. Suddenly the skin around them bulged, filling out into a new set of breasts. Her shirt was quickly becoming uncomfortable, strained not only from the expanded load in front, but also from her growing arms. She struggled to pull it off, finally doing so, but since her hair was quite long now, she couldn't pull it through all her hair. It simply hung halfway down the brown tresses as Sue dealt with her changing arms and the sensations her new breasts were giving her.
As she cupped a hand over one of them, she moaned in pleasure. But something strange snapped her back to the real world, and she realized her hand itself had twice the amount of fingers. Soon another palm grew out of the original one, and now two hands were sharing the same wrist. This didn't last long, as the split continued up her arm. Soon two duplicate arms had grown from the originals, one right below the other on each side of her torso. Sue flexed her new appendages and found them just as easy to control as her original arms. Then she tried moving all four at once. It was a bit awkward, but she quickly got the hang of it. Soon she felt as if she had lived with four arms her entire life. Her brain's motor section must have been altered by the game to help her adjust.
Meanwhile, everyone was staring in awe at Sue's latest development. With hair that flowed across the floor, two extra bare breasts and four arms gracefully dancing through the air, Sue looked almost like an Eastern deity. The only thing ruining the beautiful picture was her top, which still hung pathetically from her hair. Sue took the fabric and pulled the rest of her tresses through it, tossing it on the floor. Then she finally noticed all the stares and remembered that her bra was only designed to cover two breasts.
"Oh, knock it off," she told her friends. She crossed her lower set of arms to cover herself. "I don't suppose anybody's got a spare bra?"
Hannah reached under her shirt to remove hers. "Keep it on," Sue said. She didn't really care, as it seemed the game was more or less determined to get everyone to show their most private areas at some point. Besides, she wondered how Hannah's paw-like hands would even undo the clasp in the first pace.
"I guess this is the price for rolling doubles too many times," Sue mused as she once again picked up the dice.
"Actually, according to the rules," Terry interjected, "If you roll doubles twice in succession, something else happens."
"You mean like if you roll doubles three times in Monopoly, you go to jail?" Dave asked.
"Kind of. It seemed like it was intended as a punishment for keeping the transformations all to yourself."
"Well," Sue asked nervously, "What is going to happen if I roll doubles this time?"