Chris got a seven, moving onto red.
"A baby you have, but no way to birth,
But of genitals, do you need length or girth?
So maybe we should be rid of it,
And replace it with a tight slit."
Chris sighed as he felt his penis withdraw, looking down to see a vagina form in its place. His tummy rippled
outwards a little, forming a small baby bump, as his nipples grew slightly bigger and darker, bulging out into
small breasts.
He rubbed at it subconsciously. So now he was a woman, and about to have a baby. Why did he feel so content with
that? To be a mother? I mean, he was a man, dammit! A man wasn't supposed to want a baby to look after, to raise
and nurture, to have feed from her breast, to call her Mommy...
Damn, this game was really doing a number on everyone. He hurriedly passed the dice to Amy. "Roll, please," he
said, trying to disguise his reverie and his desire to be a mother.