...green square. Art watched in interest as his piece slid six spaces until is rested on a green square. The usual flash of light followed and now there was a green card lying there. Art didn't even hesitate picking it up. He read it aloud, "Now you're feeling handy, even if they are the ones of a kitty."
Art watched in interest as blond hairs began growing on his hands and his fingers began to lose joints and shrink even as sharp black claws grew from their tips. His thumbs fused into his hands and a smaller dew claw grew just above wrist. The hair had become a thick fur that went all the way up to his elbows. "Wow,I don't think I'm going to have use a knife now."
Jeane felt the fur with her hand and was surprised how soft it was. "That feels really nice Art. You might have some trouble picking up the dice though."
Doug nodded, "Yeah, and don't take it the wrong way if I don't shake your hand while you've got the claws."
Art laughed and after a little thinking, he manipulated the new muscles in his hands to retract his claws so that only the tips were showing. "That felt weird." As he said that a voice spoke in his head, and it sounded like his own voice. -You must do whatever someone tell you to.- Art was confused and didn't understand, -Why?- he thought back and then he saw a vision in his mind of a monkey tricking a cat in to pulling nuts out of a fire, burning its hand in the process, while the monkey laughed and ate all the nuts. When the vision ended he noticed everyone was looking at him. "Are you all right Art?" Ernest asked, "You just spaced out there."
Art shook his head, "It's all right, I just heard a voice, and then when I asked why I got a vision."
"You heard a voice? What did it say? What was the vision?" Rhonnda asked.
"Its okay Art, I had a voice speak to me as well. Telling me what I had to do differently." Ernest said. "Same here, it happened after my transformation." Jeane said.
"Well I want to know what Art was told." Rhonnda repeated.
"I must do anything I am told." Art said, against his will as the words were pulled from his mouth. "Damn."
Rhonnda was wide eyed at that. "So if I told you to get me a glass of water you'd have to do it?" Art nodded, "What if I wanted you to take off your clothes?" Earnest and Jeane looked at Rhonnda with surprise. Rhonnda was blushing now but she didn't retract her question. Art tried to put a good face on it and with a crooked grin said, "No limits, I have to do it."
Ernest decided to cut in, "Well no one is going to make you do anything so you don't have anything to worry about."
Doug picked up the dice and rolled them. Wondering what this game had in store for him.