Intermission ended with a jolt. All four men found themselves sitting around the table once more. Puddles of cum still splattered around the floor but the game board completely unscathed.
Steven was now seated in his father's spot Dan now on one side of the table and Tony and Jeff on the other.
All of them looked startled. Steven was painfully aware that he was wrapped in only a towel. Dan had been preparing to put on his shirt and now he was sitting there in only his shorts. Tony and Jeff realized that they still had their hands firmly around the other's rigid hardons.
"Boy's!" Dan said loudly. Tony and Jeff both let go and flushed from embarrassment. Tony recovered quickly though. "Were you going to say, 'Not at the table' dad?" He said with a defiant tone gesturing around at the puddles that had started to congeal during their short break from the reality warping game.
Both boys looked embarrassed but the way that Tony has called out the old man had made them feel a little better.
Dan shut his mouth but it was Steven's turn to lose his shit. "This game is turning us into freaks. Look at me!" Steven gestured to his furry body. Still thankful that the towel was covering him up. Let's get this shit over with so we can get back to our normal lives.
Steven had drawn everyone's attention back to the board. His dad's piece was furthest down the board with six places but he was lowest on the score sheet with only 30 points.
Steven was after him with a 3 and 100 points. His otter card had gained 20 points after his shave.
Tony and Jeff were next with 125 points shared between them. The value of their cards having been halved by their effects being mitigated and then split among them. Their pieces sat together at two instead of four.
Steven grabbed up the die and threw it at the board. The die fell but all the pips on it were blank. It rattled around the board and nothing happened. Steven pulled a card.
It read, "You skipped a player. Kiss and make up to him before time runs out."
Steven didn't have a clue what that meant but he didn't have to wait long to find out. He soon felt something cold and metallic wrap around his cock and balls. He stood up and whipped off his towel and saw that a metallic cage had appeared on his cock. After the shock of having it appear, he felt it beginning to slowly tighten. Placing his cock and balls in a cool and vicelike grip. The dice shot from the board to right in front of Dan. The board read, "Bonus roll!"
Dan looked at the panicked way that Steven had stood and the discomfort that he was obviously in and sprung into action rolling the die and pulling the card.
It said, "Spank [50] or Twist [70]" Dan didn't have a moment to think so he just shouted "Twist!"and ran to his son.
Dan wanted to see is he could pry the piece of metal off him but as he went to grab for Steven he found that his hands had gone from his crotch to his nipples and were now turning the two fleshy nubs like knobs on a radio dial. Steven moaned but it wasn't entirely in pain. Leaning forward to his dad, the respectable lawyer gave him an open mouthed kiss as his tongue writhed in time with his dad's twisting thumbs and forefingers.
This went on for some time until Dan stepped away a trail of spit breaking between the two of them. Both panted and looked down to see that Steven's cage had become a silver thong. Once again, he was ready to swim.
Then, Dan glanced up at the damage he had done to Steven's chest. The formally normal, if really hairy nipples were now thick inch long nubs. Steven followed his eyes and brushed one of them. The feeling of it being touched caused him to see stars. Not because of pain but because how good it felt. Dan stepped away with a look of guilt on his face. Steven stumbled back into his chair idly caressing his nips and groaning softly to himself.
"Steven, I'm so sorry." Dan muttered but he had to ask himself, was he? He felt the wet spot in his cotton shorts as his balls churned pre like two machines.
Steven groaned and panted. Then he pulled his hands away and said, "No. it's my fault for getting upset and breaking the rules. We have to be smart if we want to make it through the end of this unscathed."
The game board sat there like a game board. Not hinting at the ominous power that lurked below the cardboard veneer. Then with a flourish scrawled writhing appeared that said,
"Round 2! Double Trouble!"