The series came down to a real nail biter, just like the game that started the wager that would decide who would be owned and who would be an owner. But this game had several differences. The first was that there were only four watching this game, and that it was being watched at the home of Tony and not at the frat. But the biggest difference was the outcome.
Tony, Kit, and Hulk were drinking and cheering their hearts out, while Roger sat nervously on the edge of his couch cushion. He was the only one that clearly remembered the contract they had all signed those several games back. And with the Phillies leading in the bottom of the nineth, he was begining to regret ever signing that contract.
"Yes!" Hulk and Tony cheer together as they jump up from their seats. The Phillies's pitcher had just thrown the winning strike of the game. Kit cussed a little while leaning back in his seat, while Roger's face pailed. His only hope being that no one brought up the contrac- "Hey Rog, where is that contract we made up? I wanna see what kind of messed up thing we bet for while we were drunk." Tony said, making Roger curse under his breath.
Roger begrudgingly pulled the folded up contract from his pocket and tossed it to Tony. As Tony read Roger tried to think of a way to get out of this, lie? Make another bet? What ever it was he had to do something before either Tony or Hulk gave him or Kit an order.
"Oh man... we were so hammered when we came up with this guys." Hulk laughed when Tony handed him the contract. "It says the losers, aka Roger and Kit." He and Tony share a knuckle bump. "Can be turned into anything Tony or I want after 7pm each day and all weekend long for the next 3 years." Hulk and Tony both smile and laugh a bit, even Kit joins in. Roger feigns a laugh himself, but on the inside he was on pins and needles.
"That is so rediculous man." Kit laughed harder. "I mean imagine one of you being horny and then having me become your dream girl to chop your wood." Kit bursts into laughter on the couch while Hulk and Tony just snicker.
"I could use a hot piece of ass now that you mention it Kit." Tony snickers. "How about you turn into a tall blond with basketball sized tits and a perfect bubble butt." Tony snickers. "And big puffy cock sucking lips." Added in Hulk with a gental jab to Tony's ribs.
Roger's eyes shoot wide open as he hears this, then he jerks around to stare at Kit, just in time to see him suddenly go completel ridged.
Kit, lets out a terrible groan as his skin constricts all over his body for a second, then relaxes and begins to warp into a new form. His shirt starts to tent up as his chest starts to expand into two incredible spheres, his hips and butt not being out done fallow suit, lifing Kit's lower body off couch some. His groan changes pitch to a higher pithc as his face softens and his lips puff out comically for a second before deflating to a human size.... albeit still very puffy and sexy.
As soon as it is over Kit jumps to his feet, his clothes clinging to his new curves like a second skin. His hands fly all over his body and face. He lets out an incredibly girly scream as he looks up at a mirror that is hanging over the fireplace. His hair now a very yellow blond, hanging down to his shoulders. "Oh my god! What have you done to me!" Kit's new voice sounding a bit squeaky like a bimboy blond.
Tony and Hulk stared at Kit in total shock, Roger also staring, but more out of dread knowing he could have just have easily ben transformed that easily, and still could be.
Tony was the first to stand and walk up to Kit. Kit stared at him with tear filled eyes, unsure what to do. Tony on the other hand, got a wicked smile on his face as he shoved Kit back onto the couch and started groping him... now her gigantic breasts. Kit screams for Tony to stop, but is soon moaning despite herself. "Kit, I order you to not resist me physically." And with that said Kit's struggles stopped, though she still made her distress known.
While Kit began to rip off Kit's over stretched shirt, Hulk leaned in toward Roger, a wicked smile on his own face too. Roger looked up at him, just in time to get his first order, and see what it was like to be on the recieving end of what he normally did others.