Tom pranced around the floor. "Uh, Sue? Could you lift me up to the board."
"Sure," she said, reaching out with her two lower arms and carefully picking up the tiny centaur, who cantered over to the dice. Tom gathered them up, awkward as a set of paving stones, and rolled them across the board. They skittered to a stop, double twos.
Dave glanced at the dice in relief, then rolled his own dice, getting seven the hard way, and he sighed in relief again. "No cards for me this roll, thank goodness."
Tom piped from the board, "Well, I still get one."
"And it looks like you get a red square too," Dave remarked. "Except you rolled doubles, so you won't stay there long."
"True," Tom said, lugging his piece to the red square. Two dice like Dave's appeared next to it, but he ignored them, cantering over to the cards and turning one. It read:
Human legs and human ass:
You lost both at a former pass.
Plus somewhere there's a horse's head.
Chose who should get these things instead.
Tom looked around, from bat-headed Terry to lion-headed Dave, then up to where the poor fly sat on the ceiling. "That's easy--Dan."
The fly's head began to swell, as did its rear portion, but after a bit so did the portion in the middle, in the end equaling out to a creature the average of the size of a fly, a human and a horse. Dan fluttered down on his iridescent legs, waving the four insectoid arms he had left, but standing on human legs. Tom's former human legs, still wearing Tom's cargo pants, but legs all the same. Then his horse's head said, in a voice curiously like Mr. Ed's, "Thanks, Tom..."
The card added a verse:
Because you chose both wise and right
the noble centaur gains a knight,
but heed well what you both must learn:
You share your fate and share your turn.
"We've got to roll again?" Dan asked.
"Yep," said Tom. "We got doubles."
Dan retrieved one die while Tom got the other. "Maybe we can get something to make us normal size."
"I'm just glad to not be a fly anymore," Dan remarked.
"You're taking this awfully well."
Dan buzzed his wings, flying over to land on Tom's back. "I read the rules. Multiple facets let you take in a lot. We need to roll quickly: There's a time limit." Dan bowled his die and Tom followed suit. Dan rolled a four and Tom rolled a five, for a total of nine.
"We've got a green square!" Dan exclaimed. "Great!"
"What's that do?" Tom asked as they lugged the game piece over.
"It's like the yellow squares, but in reverse. It lets you reverse a curse."
"Something we could all use," Dave commented, rolling his own dice, this time getting seven the easy way. "Argh, I'm going to have to draw too!"
Tom wasn't paying that much attention. "Well then, we should reverse the shrinking. We'll shrink smaller than flies if we land on another yellow square, and we're still not to the lamp in the middle."
"Agreed," said Dan, and with that they both began growing larger and larger, going from the size of My Little Pony and Ken to much larger dolls, then bigger.
"Guys, you're going to collapse the card table!" Terry exclaimed, so Tom jumped to the floor, while Dan flew to it while they continued to grow, and grow, only stopping when they were slightly hunched over from the ceiling.
"I thought you said it reversed the curse!" Tom complained.
"I did," said Dan.
"It did reverse it," Sue said. "You were cursed to have everyone taller than you. Now you're cursed to have everyone shorter than you."
"And you still have to draw," Terry pointed out.
Tom reached his huge hand down to the deck, turning over a now tiny card:
Love is noble, love is kind.
Learn what's on your lover's mind.
Let them know your mind in turn
exchanging thoughts so both may learn.
"What does that mean?" said Sue suddenly, then almost as soon Dan began to whiny in terror, waving his fly arms, and buzzing his giant wings until Tom grabbed him and did his best to restrain him.
"What's the matter with him, Tom?" asked Terry.
"I'm not Tom," said the giant centaur. "I'm Sue."
"I'm Tom," said the four-armed long-haired goddess, "and unless I miss my guess, that must be Annabel."
"What am I?" screamed the giant horse-fly knight. "I've got bug legs! And wings! And oh my god, I have a dick!"
"Welcome to the club," said the giant centaur. "If it's any consolation, mine's bigger than yours, and I'm not freaking out about it. I'm Sue."
Dave took a moment to draw his extra card, which he read aloud:
A lion's naught without his pride.
Yours is nothing you should hide.
Let it be a mighty fellow
growing when folk land on yellow.
At once, the front of his pants tented up, then continued to tent, his cock straining against the fabric.
"My dick's still bigger," Sue said. "Annabel's too."
Annabel, the giant horse-headed insect man, at this point fainted.
"Who's turn now?" asked Terry.