Two. One each. Alice rolled her eyes. The room was starting to smell thanks to her farts and the sopping wet mass that was Jan’s vag. Alice motioned her head to have someone grab the card. She couldn’t even tell what she landed on.
Alice saw the look on Christina’s face when she pulled the card out. It was a mix of sadness and anxiety.
“I’m sorry, Alice,” Christina said in that soft soprano voice.
“Moo,” said Alice.
‘What’s the point anymore?
‘You’re done with the store,
‘You’re nearly a cow, a bovine for real,
‘So just let’s go ahead and seal the deal.’
Alice closed her eyes. Her entire body shuddered. She could feel her pulsing sensations as muscles shifted, grew, expanded, contracted. Alice could sense layers of fat intermixing with meat. Her body began to bloat, bones shifting from her big fat ass to her big dumb head. Everything was changing now, everything was gone.
Any last shred of humanity was being expelled from her animalistic body. The young woman she had been was gone. The young woman that was Alice was physically melting into this beast. This beat that would be milked and bred and would graze and . . .
‘Actually, that’s doesn’t sound too bad.’
The floor groaned under her tremendous new weight.
“Alice, are you – are you still in there?” asked Jan, who reached for her.
Alice nodded her huge bulky head and grunted.
Jan patted Alice’s muzzle and then grabbed the dice.