Greg rolled two sixes, he advanced to the twelfth space, and read draw a "Change" card. Leslie added reviewing the instructions, "You do whatever the card says, and because you rolled a double you get to roll again."
"Cool," said Greg. He hadn't noticed three decks of cards before, one was yellow marked "Change" with an infinity sign, one was red marked with a big question mark ("?"), and one was blue marked "Time" with an hour glass.
He drew the top yellow card, "Walk in another's shoes, change with the player opposite you (if there are 2 players opposite, choose the one on the right).
"Guess, you go back to start, and I get to draw a card," Mike laughed.
He reached for a card, as Greg switched pieces with Mike. Mike couldn't draw the card, the pile seemed stuck together.
Leslie said, "You draw your card after Greg completes his turn, remember he's got another turn. Then, I get to roll."
"Kinda complicated," Mike said leaning back he was suddenly feeling hot and dizzy, and his clothing was too tight.
Greg was feeling dizzy, cold and clammy, he was breaking out in a cold sweat. He picked up the dice again.
"Hey, look at the pieces, their changing. Mike your green piece is growing, it looks like Greg," Kristi said.
"Oh, umph," Mike grunted,unbuttoning his jeans, and pulling his shirt over his head.
"Hey, dude, this ain't a game of strip poker," Jim said with a laugh.
His laughter stopped as the shirt revealed Greg's torso and head bursting out of Mike's jeans.
"Greg, Mike looks just like you."
Greg was in awe it was like looking in a mirror, except he was now looking up at Mike, and his clothing felt loose. The others looked at Mike with Greg's body and then turned to compare it with Greg.
They saw Mike wearing Greg's oversize clothing.
"Neat trick, guys," laughed Jim, "how'd you switch like that?"
"I don't know," Greg's voice came out of Mike's body in Greg's clothing.
"This is wierd," Mike's voice came out of Greg's body.
"Switch back, right now!" Donna ordered, she looked at the huge bulge growing out of Mike's fly. She recalled Leslie's complaint that at 13 inches, Greg was almost too big. On the other hand, she thought biting her tongue, it wouldn't be cheating and she was bigger than Leslie.
Leslie was feverishly rereading the rules.
"It says that all changes are permanent until the game is completed and the winner claims his prize. The prize is that the winner gets to choose his or her own and the other players' fate to return to normal or keep some or all of the changes the players experience."
"Well," Kristi said, "You sort it out, I'm not playing."
"It's kinda fun, Kristi, I mean whoever, wins will turn everyone back."
"What if no one wins?"
"It says there is always a winner, and as for quitting..."
Greg held the dice nervously, rolling the back and forth in his now tiny hand. He felt really inadequate. He hadn't been this short since he was 13--no wait he'd been 5' 9" when he was 13. He had a lot more room in his crotch; he'd seen Mike in the showers he was proportional for his size maybe 5-6 inches. He wondered how big it was erect, and if it could satisfy Leslie. Suddenly, the dice jumped from his hand and rolled out on the board.
"Why'd you do that, Greg? You should've waited for Leslie to read the instructions," Mike said.
"I didn't roll it. Honest."
"It says each player has 5 minutes to complete his turn or the game will complete it for him or her. You can't quit after the dice are rolled."
Kristi was standing in the doorway,"Well, I'm leaving."
Mike,said "Five, and look your piece is moving on its own."
The watched as the orange plastic figure with Mike's old body walked from the starting space forward five squares.
"Shit."
"Cooool"
"Oh,my!"