12:00 AM
Gina took a deep breath and took the dice in her shaking hands, closed her eyes, and was about to toss them. However, she cursed and said "I can't do this!!!" as she tossed the dice to the side and ran straight to the bathroom, her clothes that were too big for her dragging across the floor as she ran. The group of friends all groaned, until a curious Thomas sat up and stood over the dice, realizing that she had actually just made her move.
"She rolled a twelve." He stated, as everyone turned their attention to the board. Her piece moved forward from the start and landed twelve spaces ahead on a tan space.
Hank took another look at the rule book he held and stated that the tan space was a human change.
Suddenly, the top card from the deck loosened, and Thomas picked it up and started reading.
TAN SPACE
Aspect: Gender
F->M
They all stared at the card for a moment, and since nobody in the room was a dunce, they each knew exactly what was about to happen next.
Suddenly, a shriek came from the bathroom as the three men turned their heads in unison. The noise was not feminine at all, although maybe it had some childish femininity, it was definitely the sound of a little boy screaming.
The three watched as a young Hispanic boy emerged from the bathroom, covering himself with Gina's blue button-up, to little avail as all four men could clearly see his underdeveloped junk through a small hole in the clothes Gina had forgotten about. Realizing this, the boy blushed and covered it.
"Um... are you OK Gina?" Hank asked, staring down at the small young man who used to be a girl.
"No! Why would I be ok!? I just turned into a goddamn boy! This is the worst day of my life!!!" The young boy slumped onto the couch face down, revealing his small butt since the clothes were busy covering his junk, as he began to cry.
Brandon grabbed Gina's sheet and began reading it aloud:
Name: Gina
Age: 7
Gender: Male
Race/Ethnicity: Human/Latino
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 53 Lb
Attributes: N/A
Resistance: 70%
Brandon mulled over the now changed Gina and felt a great pit of despair in his heart. In fact, Brandon had been planning on asking Gina out that night, a plan that would most likely be postponed until further notice, especially now that she was a he.
"MY LIFE IS OVER!!!!" Gina wailed, still planked on the couch, now sobbing harder than he was before. Hank pat Gina's short messy brown hair and tried consoling him. "Hey, the game isn't over yet! You might become a girl again soon! And I'm sure when the game is over you'll be back to your old self."
Gina sniffled a little as he sat back up on the couch, enveloped in his old clothes like they were his blanket, and said, "Thanks Hank. You're really nice for a jock, you know that?"
Hank was flattered, and pat the young boy on the head again before sitting next to him, an arm going around Gina's shoulder in a maternal love. Gina, however, blushed, as he had a crush on Hank ever since the hot football player had joined the friend group.
And Brandon, although not currently attracted to Gina at the time, saw Hank's gesture as one of romantic love, which both shocked and disgusted the teenager, his ears slumping a little bit. He kept silent, however, as the room had settled down enough where the game could now progress into its second round.
It was now once again Brandon's turn, and he grabbed the dice, now ready for whatever the game was going to throw at him. This game had to end soon, no matter what.