Diane cautiously picked up the dice and looked around the table at her sorority sisters. Stopping at Cyndi's mammoth new chest and wondering what would happen to her.
"Here goes nothing," Diane said as she rolled the dice on the board.
The girls all watched as the dice came up a five and stared as Diane's game piece moved five spaces forward and landed on a red square.
Diane lifted the top card on the red deck and read it aloud, "Heads or Tails? What's that supposed to mean?"
The girls thought for a moment when Jerri said, "I think you need to pick either heads or tails and see what happens."
"What should I pick?" Diane asked as she nervously looked around the table.
"Does it really matter?" Cyndi said as her mammoth breasts rested on the table. "I mean, regardless of what happens, when the game is over everything'll go back to normal, right? So just pick one and get on with it, my back is killing me."
"Okay," Diane said with a sigh. "I pick tails." She held her breath expectantly, dreading what would happen next. But as far as she could tell, nothing seemed different. "I guess I picked the right one."
"I wouldn't say that," Joy said as she pointed to the pack of Diane's chair.
Everyone looked to see a long furry lion's tail swaying back and forth.
"I have a tail!" Diane exclaimed. "This is awful. I'm a freak."
"Hey, at least you don't have a pair of watermelons hanging from your chest," Cyndi said bitterly. "It could be worse, imagine what could have happened if you picked heads."
"When you put it that way, I guess this isn't so bad," Diane said as she grabbed her tail and stroked the fine fur. "It's kind of sexy in a way."
"Let's hurry up and finish the game so I can get back to normal," Diane said as she tried desperately to get comfortable. "It's your turn Joy, roll the dice."