Dirty Thoughts

Seb rolled the dice quickly onto the board, rolling a 4, which placed him on a red space again. This meant Seb was about to undergo his second mental transformation. He wanted to try and get his turn done as quickly as possible to speed the game up. Grabbing a mental transformation card, he read it aloud to the group.

Seb: It says "A dirty mind creates dirty thoughts". Hmm, I think I have an idea what that might mean...

Georgia: Is it saying you already have a dirty mind?

Seb: What? No!

Oliver: So you're gonna develop a dirty mind?

Seb: I don't know! Geez relax guys...

Inside, Seb's mind was spiralling. How much was the change going to affect him? Would he be able to think normally ever again?

These thoughts slowly melted away as he noticed Lydia stretching in front of him. As she held her arms over her head, stretching out, he began to imagine what she might look like topless in this position. He thought of her sat on his bed, arms tied to the bedframe as he moved in closer to-

Georgia: Seb!

Seb: Huh?

Georgia: I asked you if the change had hit you yet?

Seb: Oh, well... Uhhh...

Seb noticed that Oliver was now staring at him. That sexy redhead couldn't keep his eyes off him couldn't she. He bet that she was itching to break her new body in, and Seb kept thinking about all of the different ways he could bed her. He could see her nipples poking through the top that Lydia had given her. He began to think about Lydia again, wrapping her hair around Oliver and the two of them, pulling them in closer-

Oliver: HEY!

Seb: Oh shit sorry Oli!

Oliver: I don't like you staring at me that way dude. It's creeping me out.

Seb: Sorry... I think this change might have affected me more than I realised.

Oliver: Uhhh Ok, just try not to do that again.

Seb: Huh?

Oliver: Nevermind. It's Georgia's turn now.

Seb passed Georgia the dice, as she got ready to roll.