Bitch has a good turn

"YES YES YES YES YESSS!!"

Judging from the reaction, one could easily mistake Bitch's sudden burst of enthusiasm for a victory celebration. It wasn't. Yes, she performed a good roll, but it wasn't enough to carry her over the finish line. But her chances of winning weren't nil. A simple two would suffice ..in the event that both Kitty's and Alice's next turns were really bad. Actually Alice wasn't even in the running. She'd have to roll twice to amount enough moves to cross it. Meanwhile, Kitty could end it all on her next.

The time for real celebration wasn't quite yet, there was a card to deal with after all. A blue one. As if she hadn't suffered enough wardrobe changes already, the next card would be sure to add more layers on top of what had already been inflicted.

Booze and smoke to take off the edge, relieve some stress
Sitting comfy in your green, tight dress
Wearing your second skin, tell us how it feels!
A fine addition to your predicament, a nice pair of heels!

Do you continue or chicken out?

Jeez. Heels ..in her state? Bitch could barely maneuver around on flats. Already before the game had begun, she'd been known for being a tad ..clumsy. Now, with the added weight? Not to mention the **** still lingering in her system. It'd be fine, though. She didn't have to get up until after the game's conclusion anyways. If anything, the heels were a rather innocent card to receive, all things considered. It wouldn't be her first time receiving heels this game, even. Her first outfit swap had also featured heels. Surely the game wouldn't inflict the same fate twice? There had to be some sort of twist..

"Hell if I chicken out now! I'll win on this next roll, watch me! I continue!!"

No surprises there. In fact, everything that followed happened just as one would expect. A pair of heels materialized from nothing, being completely attached to Bitch's existing latex suit.
More importantly however, behind the "scenes", so to speak, her tendons *magically* shrunk. Practically making it impossible for her to wear anything but heels. The sensation of having her feet transformed passed her by completely, and there'd be no way of knowing that they'd in fact been altered before removing her current footwear.

"You're looking a bit ..lost there, Bitch"

"Oh. I was just enjoying myself a little.. Thinking of what I'm gonna wish for when I WIN.."

At the very least, confidence wasn't lacking. Just a bit of friendly banter between Kitty and Bitch. One might begin to wonder why they'd even bother with psyching each other out in a game solely dictated by chance. With the only real "mechanic" of the game being a players ability to chicken out, the only way to effectively influence the course of the game besides making good rolls would be to guide the opposition to a state of mind. A state of mind that increased their likeliness of chickening out when faced with a scary card.

"Bold of you to assume that I wont just sail into victory with this next roll.."

It was true, If Kitty could match or surpass the roll just performed by Bitch, the game would end. If that were to be the case, would Bitch trust Kitty to revert the changes on her behalf? Or would she be a petty, Onlystans bitch and leave both her and Alice to deal with their new lives? The original Kitty would absolutely have helped out both herself, and her friends. Would she still harbor those intentions when faced with literally unlimited potential? A wish with absolute power. And as the saying goes; absolute power corrupts absolutely..

Pondering the fragility of her own morals, Kitty glanced over at Alice, who sat neatly on the floor, brushing her tail.

"What about you, Alice? Do you want to turn back?"

The first time anyone had actually bothered to check in with a fellow player's wants and intentions.

"Yess. I don't want to be a pet forever, nya~"

Had Alice been given time to think, her instincts may have been overruled by her new compulsions to act in accordance to the games apparent will. Her quick answer did however allow for her to speak based on her gut feeling and subconscience, the only part of her that was still "her".

With that in mind, Kitty rolled, hopefully for the last time..

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