Diane set up the game board on the dining room table. She put the board in the center, lined up the five game pieces at the starting square and put the four stacks of games cards in their places.
Being the ranking member in the sorority Cyndi decided that she would go first. She picked up the dice and rolled an eight.
To everyone's surprise, Cyndi's game piece moved by itself eight square's forward and stopped on a blue square.
The girls all gazed in astonishment.
"How did it do that?" Sue asked as she started looking under the table to see if someone was playing a joke on them.
"The old man wasn't kidding," Diane said. "This game is different."
Getting over he initial shock, Diane took the top card from the blue deck and read its instructions aloud. "Your greatest asset you do prize, lets see if you like it three times its size."
"What does that mean?" Cyndi asked as she put the card down.
"What is you greatest asset?" Jerri asked.
Cupping a hand under each breast, Cyndi stated, "Why these of course."
Instatly, Cyndi's breasts began to grow larger. It didn't take long before her bra was straining under the growing pressure. "What the fuck?!" Cyndi gasped.
All the other girls could do was stare as Cyndi struggled to undo her bra. It took some effort, but she was able to remove her bra, allowing everyone to see her breasts growing larger and larger.
A minute later, the growing had ceased. Cyndi's breasts were huge. Her once baggy sweatshirt was now pulled tight by her now 90HH breasts.
"Are you okay?" Jerri asked as she stared at her friends gigantic chest.
"Their a little heavy, but I feel okay," Diane said shakily as she examined herself carefully. "How did this happen?"
"The old man at the store said it was different than any other game," Diane said slowly. "And he said something about magic too."
"You mean this game is magic?" Sue gasped.
"Yeah, just like that movie with Robin Williams," said Joy. "I bet that we need to finish the game and everything will go back to normal, just like in the movie."
"I hope you're right," Diane said as she put her humongous breasts on the table. "Cause I don't want to have watermelons on my chest forever."
"Okay Diane, it's your turn," Jerri said slowly.