Lindsey draws her next card, smiling as she eyes your new feminine frame. It's slightly embarassing, your own friend looking at you with such an expression but there is a small part of you than yearns for that attention. Your own eyes follow hers down to your soft physique. Your breasts are soft and hang comfortably within your T-shirt, your waist tracing down to a supple bottom and thighs. The only thing stopping your feminine hands from exploring it being your remaining desire to stay as Isaac rather than Isis. Lindsey turns her gave back to her card, grinning contently with her continuing fortune.
"Roll two dice, for each point add ten pounds to your opponent, with you deciding the focus of the gain." Lindsey chirps, her eyes darting down towards your soft middle. You can feel the warmth of your cheeks, having your friend relish in you lose your masculinity and pile on the pounds couldn't help but embarass you. You like the idea of your feminine physique, but there is part of you that wants to avoid losing it and becoming a blimp. Still, you have to follow the rules of the game, and it's temporary if you win, right? You watch as Lindsey lazily drops the dice on the board, rolling briefly until they come to a halt. You gulp, checking the dice repeatedly as if the result would change if you look enough times.
"That's a nine, that's ninety pounds for little Isis and her..." Lindsey laughs, pausing briefly to decide her target.