5

Johnny rolled the die across the makeshift table and watched it land on a five. Board games may not have been one of Johnny's favorites things in the world, but he was super competitive, and if he was determined he was going to win no matter how stupid or dull this game would most likely turn out to be.

Grabbing the green pawn, he placed it on the fifth spot of the snaky path. In fine print under his pawn within the white square, read 'Everyone Draws a Card'.

"You've landed on a magical spot in which everyone takes a card from the 'Fun' deck." The voice explained.

Johnny peered at the huge deck of cards that read 'FUN' on the back of them. He wondered what in the hell a ‘Fun’ card was.

"I don't like this guys, I think we should get out of here" Tony said from the other side of the makeshift table.

"I literally can't get out of my chair" Steve said.

Johnny ignored them and took the top card and brought it to his face. He began reading it aloud without even realizing it at first. "Gender Swap: This one is pretty self-explanatory. Points: 35."

Johnny didn't get a chance to wonder what this meant. He felt his chest begin to swell, while a pain engulfed his nether region. He went to jump out of his chair but found he was stuck in his seat just like the rest of them. His breasts were growing out, stretching his lose-fitted t-shirt around them. He looked down at a handful of feminine breasts, and while that scared him, it didn't fill him with the same terror that the sensation in his groin did. He shoved his hand in his gym-shorts because what he was feeling down there could not be real. It felt like his dick was shrinking, regressing inwards. His hand confirmed his fear, his humongous cock felt incredibly small in his hand, and it was still shrinking.

Tears ran down Johnny's cheeks as he grabbed a hold of his penis head and tried to pull it back out, but there was nothing he could do, and so it had regressed fully inside his body. But instead of the changes stopping there and leaving him sexless, they kept going, a new organ came to life inside him as a hole opened up where his penis use to be. He traced it with his fingers, his mind still reeling, not accepting that he was feeling a vagina down there. He had a vagina and breasts, he was a girl.

The rest of the group had just stared in shock as Johnny transformed from a dude into a pretty-decent looking chick. If you looked hard you could still see Johnny there, but there was no mistaking that the school superstar was now a chick.

Steve knew that according to that space he was supposed to draw one of those cards also. But there was no way he was going to draw one, no way at all after what he just saw. And yet his arm moved without his permission and drew the next card from the pile and he found himself reading it aloud.

"Fucking Bladder: You can't piss unless you have a cock up the ass to hit your bladder. Points: 16."

Steve threw his card down in front of him. This fucking game could not be serious right, nothing against the gays, but Steve was not one of them, and there was no way he would ever take it up the ass from another dude, he doubted he'd even do anal with a chick who had a strap-on. This had to be some kind of twisted joke, and yet look at Johnny, how was any of this even possible.

Benny found himself drawing his card next and found himself reading it aloud just like the other two.

"Invading Thoughts: You have the power now to invade other's thoughts and implant visions and suggestions. Points: 20."

Benny was pretty ok with the card he drew. If this wasn't all some kind of elaborate trick and this was real, well then, this new ability the card said he had could be quite fun.

Benny's twin brother Jacob was the next in line to draw his card. Like the rest of them here, Jacob had zero desire to get a card like Johnny and become a girl. But unlike the rest of them here, Jacob was gay, although only a hand few of people were aware of it, including his brother and best friend Mark.

"As Cold as Ice: Fuck yourself with a dildo of ice until your next turn. Points: 12." Jacob's card read. Jacob was dumbfounded, yes he was gay, and yes he had sex with his secret boyfriend, but Jacob was always the top, he'd never actually played with his own asshole other than sticking a finger up it a few times.

A freezing cold ice mold of a realistic cock appeared in Jacob's hand, and he found himself moving to enact just what the card said. He was capable of getting out of his seat, and he dropped his pants and boxers with one motion and bent over. He took a deep breath before pushing the frozen dildo up his asshole. It didn't slide in too easily without lube, but the heat from his asshole was making the outer edges of the dildo become wet which helped somewhat, but it was still incredibly painful, and having his ass feel like it was freezing was not comfortable at all.

"Penis Phobia: Just because you have a phobia of them now doesn't mean you can't still enjoy them, you'll just have to push through your fears. Points: 17." Read Mark's card. He guessed it was better then what Steve or Johnny or even Jacob got.

"Kink: Fighting: There's just something about seeing two dudes go at it. Points: 12." Read Chad's card. He did enjoy watching WWE every now and then so alright.

Tony was next up to draw a card. He hated this game so far and was still trying to find a way out of his seat, except he was glued down to it, he couldn't get up. Like Steve he tried to avoid drawing a card, but that didn't get him anywhere. He found himself reaching forward, drawing a card and reading it aloud. "''Belly Button Vagina: Your belly button was useless, now it’s incredibly useful. Points: 19.''"

Tony didn't feel no different at first, but curiosity took a hold of him and he lifted his shirt.

"That's definitely a vagina" Benny said, and Tony peered down to where his belly button had been, and in its place was an unmistakable vagina entrance.

Tommy, being the last one in the chain to draw, reached forward and took his card nervously. "A Facial a Day: You'll go mad if you don't have sperm splashed across your face at least once a day. Points: 7."

With everyone having drawn a card, the die appeared in Steve's hand, who found himself rolling a