Afraid of what would happen if she tried to leave, Sandra took the dice and rolled.
"Shit," she hissed letting out the uncharacteristic profanity when she saw that she had rolled a four. She had been hoping for something better, something higher to help get things over with.
She moved her piece and took her card, pausing a moment before reading it, "You've gone last / But that's certainly not least / You're much like your favorite animal / Brave and loyal, a truly noble beast."
"Another compliment," Tracy said darkly.
Samantha wiggled, uncomfortably, the front of her shirt nearly completely soaked with milk, then asked what was probably the most important question, "What's your favorite animal?"
Thinking for a moment, Sandra answered, "I like wolves. Ever since I was little and saw them in the zoo. Wait, does that mean I'm going to turn into one?"
Emily went pale and Tracy started to stand up, though that might just have been so that she could try and adjust the large bulge in the front of her pants.
"I don't think so," Samantha said quickly, "My card called me a cow, but it didn't make me one."
Emily snorted, "Yeah, it just gave you boobs full of milk like one."
"I don't want to be an animal," Sandra wined, shaking her head and feeling her hair tickle the tops of her hears. Reflexively she twitched them, "Oh no!"
She brought her hands to her ears and felt that they were furry and pointed. A sharp pain at the base of her spine made her forget all about her ears. Something was trapped in her pants and without even thinking she unzipped her jeans and slid them down, freeing a fluffy, gray furred tail, which she quickly clamped fearfully down between her legs.
"Make it stop!" she sobbed, nearly biting her tongue as her canine teeth grew longer and the rest of her teeth grew sharper.
"Calm down," Tracy grabbed her and held her, "You can't panic, not now, not when we've still got to get through this. It's a game, it's got rules. The game won't make it so we can't finish."
"How can you be sure of that?" Emily snapped back.
"I just know, okay!" Tracy said quickly, "It'll be fine. It's all going to be fine in the end."
It was obvious to Sandra that Tracy was trying to comfort herself as well as the rest of them, but maybe she was right. Aside from the ears and tail she didn't feel any different from normal. She could see that her fingernails had grown thicker and longer, coming to blunt points, but it didn't seem like anything else was happening. Ears, a tail, and claws were something she could deal with, especially considering what had happened to Samantha.
"You good?" Tracy asked, patting her on the back.
"Yeah," Sandra said thickly, trying to speak around her new fangs, "I think it's stopped."
"Good, that means we're back to Emily," Tracy let go and sat down, then offered the dice to Emily.
Emily looked at her and scowled.