By now, the girls were thouroughly stunned. Though the girl standing in the hallway was Diane, they could tell by her facial features, she had definitely changed. In fact, she had changed into the type of person (at least looks-wise) that she always bitched about.
"Like, what's up, girls?" Diane said, plopping to the floor by the game board and making her now-large breasts bounce vigorously (and bralessly).
Before Cyndi could roll, Joy stood up, on the verge of tears.
"I don't know what's happening here, but I'm getting the fuck out before I end up like her (motioning to Diane), or worse!"
"SIT DOWN!" The board commanded, and she did so, quite against her will. "You have started the game, and now you must finish it."
"If we change, will we... turn back at the end?" Cyndi asked, scared.
"You will find that out when someone wins," the board said enigmatically.
With dice still in hand, Cyndi rolled and moved her token to a spot that had the international woman from the women's restroom sign on it.
"A question, Cyndi," the board asked, "plus ten or minus five?"
Stunned that the board knew her name, even after Diane's roll, she said: "You didn't even give me the problem behind the answers!"
"The problem comes after you choose, dear."