"I've decided, Game." Cosima said. "Could you make Quinn Rachel's slave even though she's still transformed?"
"Why yes, yes I can, Player Cosima. She's still got her human soul, so mental transformations are viable."
Quinn's eyes when bug-eyed upon hearing the revelation. She had assumed that Rachel would be defenseless against her vengeance, forced to endure the painful embarrassment of holding back her lactating tits. Yet here Cosima was, ready to give her vindictive sister all the ammo she needed to give Quinn her just deserts. Hoping to prevent such a personal catastrophe, the stacked girl climbed out of her seat and stumbled toward Cosima, her tightly constrained bosom bouncing wildly against the bra with each step. Somehow, she was able to make it to her step-sister without so much as a wardrobe malfunction.
"Please, don't do this," Quinn pleaded, falling to her knees. "You know how much of a jerk Rachel is. Who knows what kinda weird crap she'll make me do?"
"Sorry Quinn, but someone had to be controlled, and you honestly deserved it. Do you realize how awful it must be for her right now?"
"But you m-"
"Ugh, just stop. Game, please implement the changes."
"Right away, Player Cosima."
An unnatural feeling pulsed through Quinn's head, ending her selfish pleas. It wasn't at all painful. Instead, it felt more like inebriation. She temporarily lost all sense of balance and mind. Her mind was being reprogrammed, carefully oriented to follow her sister's orders to the letter. Unable to maintain her concentration, she soon fell to her side, assuming a fetal position on the ground.
"Umm, is she going to be alright?" Cosima asked.
"Yes, do not fret. Her mind is being reworked. She should be fine by the end of the next player's turn. Speaking of which, I suppose it's Player Alexis's turn now."
"Oh, um, right..." Alexis nervously admitted.
Following the other's girls example, Alexis choose her token, yellow, and placed it on the board. It too transformed, though due to her average figure, it became the most normal looking the of tokens placed as no single part of her body was exaggerated. This, of course, pleased her to no end. She was never the kind to take embarrassment well.
With the token placed, Alexis let the die loose, and after a bit of bouncing it landed on four. Alexis let out a sigh; she was to have no control over her change, something that would intimidate even the most stoic players.
"Let's see, with that, your token moves to...