Bryan, the pixie girl, got very annoyed at this. "Did you shuffle those things right, Demi, or did you specially go buy the 'Turn into a Chick' edition?" She buzzed around Demi's head.
Sarah, formerly Scott, just looked at the board a bit more disturbed. "Guys, have you realized the straight weirdness of us having a MAGIC boardgame?"
Demi paused. "Yeah, you're right..." She swallowed. "I thought the old guy at the mall was just some antique hippie that sold junk, but these...." She cupped her nice small breasts. "Damn, I look like Demi Moore, don't I?"
Bryan nodded. "Yep, circa 'One Crazy Summer.'"
Sarah said, "Well this certainly is crazy enough. Should we call you 'Desmond' now, Demi?"
Demi grimaced. "No, then I'd sound like my dad. Let's just see where this takes us. Maybe there'll be a chance of being male again...though honestly, I kind of like being a woman."
Bryan snorted. "Better than being a pixie or a little girl."
Demi shrugged and turned over a card:
Look like the goddess of your choosing
or random god, if more amusing.
"I get to be a goddess?" Demi gasped.
"No," said Sarah jealously. "Just look like one. Or you can be a guy again, but some random one. I wish I'd drawn that...."
As she said that, the card shimmered, adding a verse:
Two can play! Once you choose
the child will get the choice you lose.
Demi raised her eyebrow. "So if I choose to be a woman--any woman--then Sarah becomes a guy again?"
Bryan nodded, and Sarah added, "If you can stand being a chick, please be one. I'd like to be a guy again."
Demi smiled. "Well, that's easy then. I've always wanted to be a woman."
"You're going to pick Aphrodite," Bryan said.
"Not quite," Demi said. "I've always wanted to fly. I pick Nike, winged goddess of victory!"
As she said this, she stretched up taller and grander, her breasts becoming higher and firmer as her hair grew out long and luxuriant, black as midnight, matching the beautiful raven-feathered wings that sprouted from her back.
At the same time, Sarah grew taller as well, far taller, maturing and becoming quite male and muscular, his skin turning dark black as his nose began to push outward and his ears grew longer and formed points. Scott licked his fangs, and said in his new, deep and resonant male voice, "Holy... Did I turn into McGruff the Crime Dog or something?"
"Close," said Bryan the pixie, "you look like Anubis, jackal-headed guardian of the dead."
Demi laughed, "But I have wings! I am beautiful! And I have won for I am the image of Victory!" She spun around giddily, her wings fanning the room.
And then her head fell off.
Everyone stared at it, lying there on the board, except for Demi, who was looking back up at them. "Uh, guys...." said the head. "What happened?"
The jackal-headed Scott howled in delight. "You forgot--the most famous statue of Winged Victory is missing its head."
Bryan nodded. "Hey, look at it this way, if you'd picked Aphrodite, you would have been a really hot chick with no arms."
"This is not funny," said Demi's head, lying there on the gameboard.
Scott's tongue lolled out of his mouth. "Your turn, Bryan."