Sandra was still blushing from her instinctual outburst. "Emily I-I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me."
Tracy picked up the dice, "It's alright Sandra," He reassured her. "It just means that what's happening to us goes beyond appearance." He tried not to think about his own transformation, and what would happen if his mind changed as well. She couldn't imagine being attracted to women. It just wasn't her. Or was it? Was she even still a she?
She tried not to think about it and cast the dice. They clattered together then came up with a 4 and 3. "Seven. Could be worse." She moved her piece 7 spaces, then drew a card, hesitating before she read it.
"You tried to hide it / kept secrets close / you shouldn't deny it / let it go loose." Tracy frowned.
"Does that really rhyme?" Emily asked.
"Technically," Samantha told her. "What does it mean though? What are you hiding?" Tracy flushed, in his mind he knew what he had been hiding from the moment the game began. He felt his pants stiffen as his cock hardened just thinking about it. He quickly tried to cross his legs, suddenly understanding what men were going through. As his cock thickened, unbeknownst to him, a tantillating scent was emitted, that Tracy could not smell, but the others could.
Despite her efforts, Sandra saw it. "Guys, Tracy's a dude now." And just like flicking a light, suddenly Sandra, Samantha, and Emily were drawing their eyes towards Tracy's crotch. "How big is it?" Sandra asked, looking eagerly to Tracy's face.
"Wh-what?" Tracy stammered, unconsciously covering his crotch with his hands.
"Come onnnn," Emily mewled, "We wanna see iiiiit." She pouted her tiny lips.
"Guys, we don't have time for this." She said sternly, scanning her friends' faces. "Samantha?"
Samantha blushed, "I mean, can you blame us for being curious? It'll be gone when we finish, so does it really matter?"
Tracy bit his lip. Despite everything that was happening to the three of them, he was still attempting to be in denial about what had happened to her. The fact that she was now he and actually had... a cock. He didn't want to admit it to himself, and definitely didn't want to admit it to his friends.
"Is it bigger than Rick's?" Emily asked with a mischievous little smile.
Tracy turned his head, averting his eyes. "Yes..." He admitted somewhat bashfully.
That was the wrong thing to say, Tracy could see his friends' curiosity peak with that answer. "Guys, can't we just keep playing? You girls are acting like men."
Emily crept up to his side, moving on all fours. "Pleeease, Tracy?" She asked in her nicest voice. There was something unsettlingly wrong with a 4-year-old asking to see Tracy's cock. But Tracy reminded himself, it was still 20-year-old Emily inside that head, despite the outward appearance and the behavioral issues. And Tracy was still was still Tracy, still herself. This cock wouldn't last forever.
With a deep breath, she stood up and pulled down her pants and panties in one quick motion. Her cock was rock hard and, she noted, it had actually grown since she last looked at it. She probably had her last card to thank for that. It had to be close to 9 inches now. She had to admit, if it wasn't on her, it would've been pretty attractive. Honestly, she found her temporary body incredibly attractive. The definition of a dreamguy.
Looking around, Tracy saw her friends agree with that thought, their eyes in awe at the girthy member attached to their friend. Their explorative eyes looking at the ball sack hanging below. Then their eyes traced Tracy's thick muscular legs. She was unsettled by the hunger in their eyes.
"It's uncircumcised..." Samantha uttered, licking her lips. Emily reached out her hand towards Tracy's cock, but Tracy grabbed her wrist.
"Not until you're older, young lady." Tracy reminded Emily of how old she currently was. To which Emily scowled and scampered back to her place around the game board. "Can I put my pants on now?"