“Wait... What if someone sees your feet... Or hands?” Abby asked as Tess moved towards the exit. “Or my .. um..”
“Oh, you don’t need to worry about that.” Tess started. “So long as you’re in the game’s field of influence, you’re practically invisible.”
“Or... To be more accurate, people can see you. They just won’t realize you’re any different.”
“That’s a relief.” Abby sighed. “So I can take off this hoodie and nobody would think anything of my chest? ... I mean, it’s not like I’m fooling anyone with this new leg anyway.”
“You could walk around naked and nobody would notice.” Tess winked. “Well, no one aside from me and your friends here...”
“Good enough for me...” Abby replied as she slipped off the hoodie. “I was baking in that damn thing.”
The sweater came free, revealing a t-shirt that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Four damp bumps dotted the tips of her breasts since her dicks had been steadily leaking something between pre-cum and milk. Her arm had calmed down, but still twitched every so often. The last transformation had replaced her genitals with a leg. For whatever reason it excited her, but she did her best to ignore it since they were in a public place.
Jeff realized that Frank no longer had a need for his pants. With his permission he replaced the coat that had been tied around his waist. He had a chance to see just how lady-like his legs had become as he squeezed his plump bottom into the tight fabric. Beth decided to drop the wadded shirt from her hood and unzip the jacket enough to let her breast face hang completely free. No one had noticed earlier, but with the hood and wadded shirt removed, they could see that her pussy had taken up residence where her neck had been. Frank took an opportunity to swap his turtle neck sweater with the t-shirt that Beth had been using as a temporary head. It had a small damp spot where it had been resting against her sex, but he didn’t mind; it was a lot cooler than the sweater. Frank wrapped the extra cloths and shoes in his coat and slung it over his shoulder. When everyone was finished, Tess lead them out so she could close the shop.
On the way to the exit, Jeff thought back to his conversation with Tess earlier that afternoon. It occurred to him that she seemed to know a lot more about the game now, then when he had first asked.
“Tess...” Jeff hesitated. “Earlier today you said you didn’t know very much about this game, but now you sound like an expert... Is there something we should know?”