"Sorry, Emily," Samantha said. "We can't risk having the two of us get young, or worse: the game tricking us and making you younger. I'll keep our ages as they are for now." With that, she rolled the dice for her own turn.
A two and a one came up.
"Come on!" she objected.
"Don't worry," said Tracy as he put a hand on her knee. "Only Emily is in front of me, and I haven't gone yet this round."
She looked at the hand and then at Tracy. Looking at his male body, she began to feel a little flush.
Focus on the game, she told herself. That's Tracy. That's Tracy. "Right," she said, grabbing the card. "So far behind, you want the ability to go faster. Not only will this help, but this might get you your desires."
"Okay," said Sandra. "Just be ready considering the 'awesome' from your penalty."
"I know," she tried to say, but a wave of warmth covered her body. Immediately this was followed by a sensation of stretching in her back. She felt herself growing taller. At the same time she felt her face and ears contorting. In addition, her crest began to expand. "Crap. Not again," she managed to get out. Her entire body continued to elongate, and she could even feel her fingernails getting longer and thickening. Her thighs expanded and yet felt tighter, stronger. Yet she couldn't say any of it was truly painful. In fact, the sensations were becoming more and more pleasurable. "Oh yes," she muttered through her reshaped teeth. She felt... warm.
Eventually, the feelings of alteration subsided. Blinking she looked around at the others. They seemed measurably smaller. Everything did.
"Uh," said Tracy, dumbfounded.
Examining herself, Samantha discovered her body was coated in a short fine grey fur. Her fingers ended in thick round claws, and her breasts had expanded to a sizable FF-cup. Also, her legs had become long yet very muscular. But her hips almost looked more defined as an extension of her legs than part of her waist. Yet she felt like she could run faster than any human alive, and a part of her mind wanted to do just that. Standing up she realized she was near eight-feet tall. Swallowing, she then noticed the sensation of her teeth on her more mussel-shaped lips. Her incisors were massively long, extending twice a long as they should had been.
Great, she thought. I must look like a complete doofus and freak.
Then she caught the scent of arousal from Tracy.
Emily suddenly bursted out laughing. "You're a rabbit."
"What?" Samantha quickly started feeling her body with her hands and looking around. Sure enough, she even felt a cottontail above her buttock.
Sandra spoke up, "Tracy. It's your turn."
Tracy continued staring at Samantha.
"She's a playboy bunny," Emily continued to blurt out amidst her laughter.
"Tracy!" Sandra shouted. "You're still into guys, right?"
"What? Oh. Right. Yes. Of course," he said.
Although he turned his attention back to the board, Samantha couldn't get the scent of his arousal out of her nose. It was not-so-slowly beginning to flood into her mind.
Mate, she thought. He could mate with me. His looks good enough to produce strong healthy children.
A part of her was starting to enjoy herself like this. She smiled at Tracy as the dice left his fingers.