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Rob had **** if he wanted to keep his credibility, so he looked back to Tracy with a fake smile.

"Of course... I'll continue..."

The changes were less drastic than he thought, but nonetheless, a pair of breath grew on his torso, stopping at around B-cup and being barely visible under his lose T-shirt. Yet, he was starting to look more and more feminine, which mean, he had to win if he wanted to get his body back.

"You're starting to look really cute, you know..." Debra said.

"That's not what I want to hear ! I'm turning into a girl !" Rob yelled.

"Don't be a whinny bitch and get the fuck over it, it's the fucking game !" Tracy told him.

"This game is starting to scare me though, how far will all of this go ? We're not even close to half way !" Aya commented.

"It's a game of chicken out, so it's made to make people want to quit..." Samuel explained.

As the group argued, Chad was having fun looking at the chaos, he knew he had to quit before things got problematic. Silently laughing, he was looking at Aya and Tracy who were starting to look quite good.

"Well, go ahead mister lucky ! It's your turn !" Rob yelled.

"okay, okay !" Samuel said, trying to calm him down.

He picked the dice and threw it, which gave him a four and brought his token to the same cell as Aya.

"So, a yellow cell then..." Said Debra, picking a yellow card. "Hairs are a symbol of virility and you are plenty virile... do you continue or chicken out ?"

Samuel threw a look at Rob meaning "You were saying ?"

Which Rob answered with a "Still better than turning into a girl !"