"What of it?"

“Mental Alteration. You will be entirely unbothered by wardrobe malfunctions.” She squinted at the card. “That’s it? Whatever.”

Sydney shrugged. “Yeah, that could’ve been worse. At least it didn’t make you a nudist.”

“Hey, fuck you too, Syd.” Jules rolled her eyes.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean… uh, I’ll roll now.” She sighed. “Heck yeah, a six. Still on your tail, Val! Let’s see… Style Alteration. Everything you wear will be a size or two too small.”

The clothes on her body grew taut, then a little further. The buttons on her maid outfit stretched to their limit and her bra poked through. Below, her skirt shrunk from a respectable mid-thigh to essentially a miniskirt.

“Oof… that’s tight…” She twisted, trying to find a comfortable position. “Jules, can I change out of this… please…?”

She smirked. “It’s that or nothing, sis.”

“Understood. I mean… ugh… fine.”

“Y-You can get changed, Sydney.” Thia mumbled. She figured since she also lived here, her word was as valid.

“Ah, thank you…!” She popped up and scurried away. Thia’s eyes unwillingly followed the sway of her hips as she left.

“Boo! Lame!”

“Yeah. We have to wear stupid outfits, why shouldn’t she?” Jules huffed.

“Let’s… not torment each other? On top of the game?”

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes and rolled. “Five, finally some good luck– fuck! Motherfucker!” She ended on a red space and took her double. “Physical Alteration. All physical alterations will be shared between twins. Well… I guess that just makes sense.”

“Yeah, it’d be weird if you stopped looking like Syd.” Dani shrugged.

Her face went dark for a moment before she took a look at the next card. “Kink Alteration, great… I… I don’t have to tell you all this, right?”

“Boo! Lame!” Val tried to snatch the card, even though she wouldn’t be able to read it anyway.

“Hey! Hands off.” She sneered, a faint blush covering her cheeks. “Fine… You have a fetish for being seen naked by others. Happy?”

“That’s it? What’s the big deal?” In the slight scuffle, Val’s skirt had ridden up, exposing her bare womanhood to the room.

Dani snickered and Thia couldn’t bring herself to voice it. Eventually Syd popped back in, now wearing a straining t-shirt and bootyshorts, very obviously with nothing underneath. “Woah, uh… Val, your skirt.”

“Yeah? You like it?”

“Um… it’s nice, yeah. But you’re kinda… not wearing anything underneath?”

She glanced down, then back up. “And? What of it?” To emphasize her point, she raised a leg to expose herself even more. Thia could feel her face go bright red as her mind filled with risque delusions. The desire to scurry over and bury her face between Val’s legs. Or to reach out and grope Sydney’s ass. To lick Julia’s still exposed nipples. To–

“Honk!”

Dani’s hand had suddenly latched to Thia’s boob and started to squeeze. “Ah! You…!”

“Eep!” She quickly tore her hand away. “S-Sorry, I couldn’t… it just happened!”

“It’s fine! Everything’s fine! My turn!” She snatched up the die and threw it a little too hard, missing the table and landing under the couch.

“I got it, one sec.” Val stood up and began to bend over.

“It’s fine! Um… it’s a six.”

“How do you know that?”

“I… I don’t know… I guess I just do… in my head?”

“Now that you mention it,” Sydney added, “I think I’ve known what I rolled before I looked. Weird.”

Thia reached for her card as Dani, thankfully, scooped the die from under the couch. “Mental Alteration. Your inhibitions are drastically lowered. Uh oh, that can’t be good.”

“Finally!” Val smirked. “Here, drink up.” She passed over a red solo cup.

“Uh… I uh…” Her usual reasoning for refusing it suddenly seemed too artificial to ever voice. “I guess… if you insist.”

“Cheers to that.” Julia grinned as she raised her cup.

Everyone, besides Sydney, took a swig. Thia winced, unused to the kick. Dani took the opportunity to roll. “Five, yep. There we go. Back on the reds.”

“At least you had one normal roll.” Sydney offered.

“Can it, maid. Let’s get this over with. Occupation Alteration. You are specifically a rent-a-clown for parties.” She paused for a second. “I… dunno what that means. But I don’t like it.”

“Basically you're a stripper but… clown themed.”

“Fuck you Val, no I’m not.” She huffed. “Kink Alteration. You are into being used incredibly rough. Great. So I'm just a fucktoy now?”

“One could argue you already were.”

“At least I’m not gonna be flashing my cunt all around town!”

“Oh yeah? What of it?”

“Whatever, slut. It’s your turn, last round. Make it count.” She sneered.