Greg rolled and got a 3 and a 4. He reached down to move his character but it began to move on its own!
“Whoa, That’s it im out!” Yelled Mike as he walked briskly to the door. But it wouldn’t open! In fact the seams all around the door seemed to disappear. “Christ! The game has trapped us in here!”
Leslie picked up the cover of the game, “It says that no players can leave until someone completes the game.”
Mike sat back down as everyone looked a bit scarred. Greg however, let a bit of smile escape onto his face. Finally, something exciting and exhilarating in his life!
His piece stopped on a blank square and suddenly a pile of cards appeared. The words “take a card” appeared on his space. Greg reached over a picked off the top card and read it aloud “Choose a number between one and ten.”
“That’s it?” Asked Jim. “What kind of weird game is this?”
“Uhh,” Greg thought, “I guess three.” More writing suddenly appeared on the card. “Then that is your new age.” The card said.
“Huh?” said Greg aloud as he felt a tingle run through his body. Then he felt his sleeves move closer to his hands!
“Oh my god, Greg!” shouted Leslie as he looked up in horror to see everyone around him getting slowly bigger.
He stood up and his pants and boxers both slid down his legs. His t-shirt now the only thing covering him down just above his knees. His muscles began to fade away to scrawny arms and legs. He felt something stir in his crotch and looked down underneath his t shirt in horror as he passed onto the other side of puberty. His pubic hair all receded and his penis and testicles shrank back against this body until it looked like it belonged to a small child.
He felt a bit dizzy and took a step only to trip over his clothes. His t shirt pulled up giving everyone a view of his naked body. All of his body hair was gone, his butt was rounder and smooth.
Leslie starred in disbelief at his diminished equipment. Both Jim and Mike just started laughing.
“Aw, Greg you look so cute!” They laughed harder. Greg did not find it so funny.
He short them a dagger stare. “Shut up.” He said in his childish voice only making them laugh harder. Greg was now only 3 years old. He sat with his t-shirt completely covering him and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Well, looks like its my turn…” Said Kristi.