“No action applies,” she read out, “second time in a row,” she chuckled, relieved, “and for my change, ‘Fur-a-Tail’… what does that mean?” She asked.
Then suddenly noticed that her card was changing, “w-whoah… what’s happening? It’s changing!”
“Changing, in what way?” Mary asked,
“It now says, ‘Two Cards from the Same Set results in a Mastercard!’”
“What the hell is a Mastercard?” Milly asked as well,
“You think I know!?” Samantha snapped back, frustrated, she looked back at the card a final time, “Mastercard: Feline Fever!”
Her skin began to itch, a similar itch that she felt once her ears has started to change. She looked at her hand, watching as suddenly a layer of fur began to grow. It was the same colour as her hair. Her nails grew longer like paws, changing the shape of her hand a little. Her feet changed, becoming just like paws, tearing her socks open and digging into the rug underneath the table. Her skin was totally covered in the fur, making her look like a perfectly blonde woman. Her nose turned brighter as her mouth and nose came closer, creating a feline looking snout. Finally, a tail burst out the back of her skirt, swaying from side to side. Once again, the same colour as her hair. She was now a half-cat woman!
“This is crazy, meow,” she said, then covered her snout, “d-did I just meow!?”
“Yeah you did,” Milly said, smiling at the woman as she began to lick her hand idly,
“I can’t stop myself, I just wanna… I don’t know, I don’t know what I want but I feel different,”
Milly patted her mom on the head, then began to stroke her,
“Cut that out… M-Mill…” she stopped complaining and began to purr…
“WHOAH!” Milly said, jumping back, “you really are cat!!”
“L-let’s just meow’ve onto the next person,” she said, looking away from the group.
Mary and Mike looked at each other, just choosing to ignore it,
“I guess it’s me now,” Mary said, picking up her cards with shaky hands. She hated cats, and frankly the thought of becoming one freaked her out, “action card says…” she started, turning over the card, “Double Card,” she stated, “what does that mean?”
“Maybe you pick up two?” Mike said, “but I’m not sure,”
“Okay… well my change is…” she turned over her card, “Maternal Mammaries,”
“Uh oh…” Samantha said.
Mary looked down, feeling her chest changing.
To start, she felt her nipples change. Their sensitivity, and what she could assume as their size, increased. She could feel underneath her breasts shifting to accommodate what she could only assume to be the next step.
Her breasts began growing, getting bigger and larger moment after moment. From beneath her top and her bra, Milly noticed something before anyone else,
“She’s making milk!” She shouted, pointing at her sisters boobs. And she was right, a small dot of milk began to appear, the stain growing as her breasts did,
“My bra!” She complained, feeling it get tight as her breasts grow,
“I got it,” Mike said, standing up and standing behind her, unhooking the uncomfortable bra for her. Samantha did not look impressed.
As he unhooked the bra, the breasts dropped slightly, their weight now apparent to everyone, including Mary, looked quite uncomfortable with the stares, but when she realised Mike had his eyes glued to her chest, she almost wished they’d get even bigger.
Before long, they’d stopped growing. The milk was still streaming from her nipples, making her damp spot continually larger,
“Uhm… Mike do you want to help me clean up?” She asked,
“Yeah, sure,” he replied, but was quickly interrupted as Samantha stood up,
“Nope!” She said loudly, “I understand you two are in a relationship, but I will help you with this, I’ve been through it before,”
Milly laughed as Mary cringed. But before anyone could say anything else, Mary placed her hand on her chest again, “ooh…” she said with discomfort.
Again, her breasts began to rise! Their size increasing once more, getting even bigger than Milly’s (who at that moment had the largest breasts at the table). Their size grew and grew until they were barely smaller than Mary’s head. Mike couldn’t take his eyes off of them, his mouth was wide open. Samantha saw this and quickly ushered her daughter away from the table and into the bathroom.
“Seriously…” Samantha said, “that boy,”
“Mom!” Mary groaned, “I don’t want you looking at my boobs! I would prefer Mike looking at them!”
“Why!?” Samantha yelled back, “I have breasts, I have had children, I’ve dealt with this before! All he’ll want to do is look at them… and even suck on them!”
“That’s gross mom, he’d never do that!”
—
“You wanna suck on them, don’t you,” Milly said, smirking at Mike,
Lost in his own world, Mike idly replied, “so bad…” then snapped back to reality, “WAIT NO NO! Of course not, I just wanted… to keep any eye… y’know!”
“Oh come on,” Milly said, biting her lip, “you wanna play with hers, suck on her nipples. Why don’t you suck on mine?” She asked, lifting up her shirt and revealing her large, bare breasts,
“Stop! Ew…” Mike said. He couldn’t deny he didn’t find them hot, but he knew that was wrong, “first of all, I’m in a relationship with your sister, I’d never cheat on her. Especially with her own sister!” He started, “and secondly, you’re still like a kid! You’re only thirteen,”
“Fourteen next month!” She whined,
“Exactly!” Mike said, “but look at yourself, you’re totally like in your twenties right now, and you don’t know how to act because you just grew like a decade in the span of twenty seconds,”
“Y-yeah… I know,” Milly said. She dropped her top, covering her chest again, “it’s no fair. How come Mary gets a hot boyfriend and I get nothing,”
“Milly, come on. You just need to expand your horizons. I have a couple friends with younger brothers I can introduce you to. That sound good?”
“Yeah, it does,” Milly said, smiling, “and if they have any… y’know…”
“Y’know what?” Mike asked, waiting for an answer, “sisters?”
“y-yeah…”
“Ooooh… I didn’t realised you liked both,” he said, nodding his head, “cool cool,” he said awkwardly,
“Don’t tell my mom, or Mary,”
“Yeah of course,” he said, “mouth; shut,” he smiled.
“Wow they’re taking a while,” Milly said, “I mean… it is my turn,” she said impatiently,
“No no, wait for them to come back,”
“Fine,” she complained, sitting back, trying her best to cross her arms. She sat for a few moments…
“Screw it!” She said, reaching over and grabbing two cards,
“C’mon…” Mike said, placing his hand on his horn, jumping back when he felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure from touching it, “wow…”
“Action card says…” she turned it over, “No Action Applies!”
She looked got Mike, clearly distracted by his own horns to focus on her. She turned over her change card,
“Must Be Chilly?” She said,
“What did you say?” Mike asked.
But as he turned, he watched Milly moan as her nipples suddenly got significantly harder, even piercing her fairly thick sweater. His eyes went wide as she immediately put her hands underneath her top and pinched them,
“WOW!” She yelled, tweaking at them, “oh my god!” She yelled, “M-Mike… please rub my nipples…” she asked, staring him deep in the eyes.
Oh good lord did he want to, more than most things in the world. She lifted her top and showed him her large, pointy, amazing nipples. Perfect to slip right into his mouth. He almost gave in, but he looked her in the eyes again, and only saw the little sister of his girlfriend.
He quickly stood up and walked away, his clear erection proudly on display as he marched past Milly and went to sit alone in Mary’s bedroom.
—
Time passed before Mary and Samantha exited the bathroom. Clearly Samantha had given Mary a lecture on how to deal with her lactating breasts, Mary clearly hadn’t been listening much. They came back in to Milly looking rather embarrassed,
“Where’s Mike?” Mary asked,
“He went to your room,” she said, shamefully,
“Why.” Mary asked rhetorically, her mind immediately switching to worst case scenario. Before Milly could even answer, she stomped to her bedroom and found Mike sitting on her bed silently.
“What the HELL did you do?” She asked, cocking her hip to one side, her breasts swaying a little as she moved,
“Nothing… but I wanted to do something,”
“Do WHAT?” She asked sternly,
“I wanted to play with your sisters tits,” he admitted, still staring at the ground,
“Explain yourself,” she said, very seriously,
“It’s the game, I swear!” He looked up at his girlfriend, standing up from the bed, “it’s the damn horns! I touched them and I found out they’re sensitive and I was turned on, then your sister showed me her tits and I said ‘no that’s weird’, and then suddenly her nipples grew like twice their size and I REALLY wanted to suck on them… but I didn’t. I got up and I came here…” he said, “I’m so sorry, Mary. I would never feel this way if it weren’t for this game,”
“Mike,” she said, sympathetically, “look up.”
Mike turned his head up, greeted by two massive looking breasts, both dripping a few drops of milk,
“If you want to suck on anyone’s titties, it’s gonna have to be mine,”
“Right now?” Mike asked, his cock getting so hard it could probably burst his jeans right open,
“Suck,” she demanded.
Mike stood up, staring at her large, dark nipples. Without a second thought, he latched his mouth onto the breast and began to suck. Immediately Mary moaned, covering her mouth quickly to not bring attention to the fact, but as Mike sucked more and more, she couldn’t help but moan again. She grabbed onto Mike’s back, then brushed his horn. He moaned loudly, falling backwards onto her bed,
“Oh you like that, huh?” She asked, smirking again, “how about some MORE!” She said, licking her lips. She grabbed the horn and wrapped her mouth around it, licking it up and down as Mike moaned more and more,
“W-we…” Mike tried to speak, “quiet…” he said. Mary realised what she was doing. She got so carried away.
She stepped back, holding her hand out to lift Mike back up. He composed himself and grabbed her hand, pulling himself towards her. His chest squished against her large breasts. They stared each other deep in the eyes,
“Y’know, if this was just us, this’d be the greatest night of my life,” Mike said,
“Me too, let’s hope I get some even sexier changes after this…”
“Hell yeah. We HAVE to play this again when we finish the round,”
—
The two walked back to the table. Mary was wearing a much better fitting button up top, Mike was wearing the same thing,
“Sorry, just had to change what I was wearing to fit these better,” Mary said, giggling after,
“Yes yes, I don’t want to meow what you two got up to and I don’t care, I just want to finish this game and get on with my life,”
No one commented beyond that, feeling awkward as they were all quite enjoying the changes. Granted, Samantha had been dealt the worst hand in this situation, plus she hardly knew Mike. She’d hoped their first proper interaction would be under better… circumstances.
“My turn,” he said, forcing excitement. He picked up his two cards, “No Action Applies, cool,” he said, “Birthing Hips?” He said, “can that even work?”
And his question was answered as his hips suddenly flared outwards, becoming almost as wide as his shoulders. His waist looked considerably smaller, which helped making his hips look dramatically wide,
“Wow…” Samantha said, “I can tell you, my hips were never that wide when I was pregnant with these two,” she chuckled. Everyone tried their best to laugh awkwardly. Except for Mary,
“So if ‘Feline Ears’ and ‘Fur-a-whatever’ were a part of a set that caused you to turn into a cat lady, then wouldn’t that mean that my ‘Motherly Mammaries’ and Mike’s ‘Birthing Hips’ are also a part of a set?”
“Yeah, I think you’re right,” Mike said, “maybe they’re all a part of a set and we just don’t know,”
“Like Bimbo Waist!” Milly called out, “must be apart of some ‘Bimbo Set’,”
“Can we all calm down please,” Samantha said, reaching over for her next two cards, “I don’t care how the game is meant to work, frankly I think it’s stupid that it even has rules like this. Let’s just keep playing until the game finally finishes,” she said with a smile, turning over her two cards to read aloud…