Jeane was nervous. Everything was getting out of hand. Her boyfriend though she was his mother, and although she was plenty old enough to be that, she most certainly had never given birth to the poor boy. This game was changing everyone and everything and she had no idea if it would ever return to normal. Why were there games like this nowadays anyways? When she was these kids age, she would have just played Monopoly or Boggle. She rolled the dice which landed on a full 12. A white light shone from the board and a card which matched it materialized. She read it alloud "As mother and son you must deepen your bond. Closer and closer like once you had done. Let him make you the mother you wanted to be, or else for each turn a new change you'll receive."
"Well what does that even mean." Doug laughed after detaching from Jeane's swollen breast. "We're super close already I mean I invited you to a game night with my friends."
Everyone else looked stunned. Jeane was speachless. "Doug..." Rhonda began "You've had sex before right?"
"Uuuuhhh..." Doug began to blush " I mean yeah... totally." He lied. In reality Doug had had sex before, he lost his virginity to Jeane years ago but now with this mind set he had never really gone there with a girl before. "But what does that have to do with anything-"
"Oh my God, this game is kinky as fuck!" Art laughed. "Don't you get it Doug? You and Jeane have to fuck!"
"Wait what!?" Doug was completely grossed out "That's digusting Im not fucking my mom!" He immediately removed himself from Jeane's hold.
"Dougie... Sweetheart..." Jeane consoled "If we don't do something-" She tried her beat not to show how much it hurt to hear him say that.
"I don't care, its bad enough this game is making me breast feed again especially in front of my friends! I mean I just turned 18, Im a man now I.. I.." he stormed off into the other room.
"18? Holy shit... When he regressed physically earlier " Ernest was wide eyed "It must have done so mentally too..."
"Let me go talk to him. Im so sorry everyone" Jeane stood up and headed on after Doug. It was so frustrating. It was already hard enough trying to date someone so much younger than her only for him to get even younger and suddenly believe her to be his mother. And all this infront of spectators too. Even part of her was succoming to all this. Ever since he fed from her in the bathroom, she started to think of him as her son AND her boyfriend. This was so fucked up. "Dougie please open the door..." She called, her large hips and breasts pressed up against the bathroom door.
"No I won't do it, I can't do this anymore!"
"But Dougie if we don't-"
"I said NO! Just... Just play without me."
Jeane walked on back to the living room. "I think he needs more time" she said solemnly. "Ill risk it this once and pass the turn" As she spoke the last few words, another white card popped up on the board but this one began to shift its color to blue on one side and red on the other. "Mommy has had quite the past and the scars of such were bound to last. She needs to be a stronger force to put her silly son on course." As Jeane spoke these words her body began to change yet again. This time her arms thickened with muscle, her thighs and glutes became more defined. The pouch on her stomach gave way to rippling abs once again and her stature grew once more. "Well shit I don't know how I could get any stronger." Her voice now sounded more throaty and raspy. Tattoos formed sleeves on her arms. Her clothes became much skimpier and gothic as the milf's head began to fill with sexual knowledge. She used to be a UFC fighter and a bit of a sex addict in her prime, jow she was just a sex addict. At 6'1 she was only a couple inches shorter than Rhonda now. "Alright that's it, Im going to get that pussy of a son or boyfriend or whatever out of here and fuck me right, unless any of you want all of this?" She licked her now black lips.
Everyone was stunned. Ernest had to admit he was really tempted by the new Jeane's offer, his dick was writhing with pleasure, he honestly couldn't wait to get the cage off but of course there was Rhonda. His girlfriend honestly paled in comparison to this amazon in everything except height but... he was loyal! At least he used to be... He wasn't sure if it was the game or what but he was loosing his strength. "We have to get through this guys, focus on the game!" Ernest yelled. It was an attempt to bring focus sure but mainly for himself.
"Sorry Jeane Im still gay as fuck!" Art chuckled trying to break the tension as his eyes darted to the dice.