Alice rolled the dice... coming up snake eyes! Her piece moved a meagre two spaces forward, landing on a blue square. "Oh, shit," she said. "Sorry, Chris. Sorry!" She reached over to pick a blue card.
"You've not the brightest bulb about, that it's plain to see,
But not thinking about things is the best way to be!
Be a bimbo and a slut, think of nothing but big dicks,
And make-up and boobs and high heels and huge pricks!"
A brief moment of silence fell, then both Chris and Alice's expressions went temporarily blank. And then stayed a little blank.
"Like, oh my god, Alice, what happened?" said Chris in a higher-pitched voice than usual. He looked down at his gorgeous boobies, pulling back his tattered shirt to show them off better. With tits like these, hopefully he'd be able to find someone to fuck him! Shame he still had his dick, maybe if he put on a dress and make-up nobody'd see it until they put their lovely schlong up his pooper?
"I think, like, the game made us stop worrying," smiled Alice. "Look at us! We've got great titties. Yours are so much better than mine!"
"Oh no, look at yours," giggled Chris girlishly, leaning forward to honk Alice's knockers. "They're so big and squishy and milky."
"Guys!" shouted Jan. "Come on, the game did this to you. You're not slutty bimbos! Please, fight this!"
Chris just looked at her, then jiggled his titties up and down. "I don't think we were bimbos? But we are now, and don't you think we have the bods? Look at these lovely boobies. I bet ou wish yours were so big and bouncy."
"Jan," said Amy in a low voice. "This is how they are now. One of us has to win, they're not going to be able to think to wish themselves back."
"Oh god," whispered Jan. "What if the game stops us from wishing everyone back? What if this happens to us?"
"Well, you'll have to roll anyway," shrugged Amy. "What do we do, quit now?" Jan screwed her eyes shut in fear. This wasn't fair. At least nothing too bad had happened to her. Her best friend was a milk-dripping bimbo, Chris was slowly turning into one, and Amy had surreptitiously slid off her bra in all the commotion, happily sitting showing her tits to the world.
She picked up the dice and rolled.