Emily Shortstacked

The dice clattered across the board, Emily alighted from Sandra’s hand, and fluttered down to read the faces. “Ok, five, and…” She jumped and fluttered to the second die, “Two. Seven’s good, right?” She looked up at the other two.

“Above half, one good roll and you’ll make it.” Tracy nodded, still a bit flustered after Sandra’s turn.

“Nice. Is it weird I’m feeling a little competitive? I kinda wanna win.” She smirked as she picked up her card, “You’ve grown quite a lot / Since your tantrums have stopped.” She flipped off the card, “How about fuck yourself, “grown quite a lot” fuck this game.” Sandra snickered and Emily kept reading, “Why not have a reward / A little plump to aid your washboard.” Emily set the card down, frowning, “A little plump to… What, so I’m gonna get fat? That’s not a reward.” Emily groaned, jumping up and fluttering away from the board.

“Maybe it means you’ll get big again?” Tracy offered, “I mean, on your first turn you grew, so maybe the game will go back to it’s original plan for you?”

Emily wobbled her head, remembering rather fondly how easy she’d had it in the beginning, a couple extra inches of height didn’t seem so bad anymore. “I’m not counting on it, this game hates me.” She decided, and sat down on the carpet as she felt the familiar bubbling in her blood start, folding her arms and letting it happen.

“All things considered, Em, I think you’ve had it pretty easy so far.” Sandra pointed out, “Sure you’re tiny, but you’ve got wings, and the rest of us have nearly lost our identity at some point.”

“Sandra’s got a point,” Tracy nodded her agreement, “Sammy’s a statue and you’re 9 years younger and a fairy. You can say the game hates you, but you’ve done pretty damn well.”

Emily rolled her eyes as her chest heaved forward, swelling with weight. “Mmm~” She couldn’t fight a moan as her nipples pressed against her arm, pushed by the extra plump being packed into them. Her belly gurgled and started swelling too, love handles dipping downward towards her hips, but stopped relatively quickly.

“Ok, ok, so I haven’t suffered. That doesn’t make this any more fun for me.” Emily conceded.

“Just look at the pieces,” Tracy pointed at the board, “Sandra took the wolf piece, and became a wolf, Samantha took the woman piece, and got bigger tits and, now she’s a statue of a woman, I chose the fish…” She let the sentence hang there for a bit, implying attention towards her shimmering tail.

Emily looked down at the board, where her dragon piece sat, she got the picture almost immediately, “I get it, this could’ve gone a lot worse for me.”

Emily winced and shifted, moaning as her thighs began to swell, closing the gap between her thighs, where idly she found her tiny hand wandering. The tiny woman closed her eyes and started teasing her clit, giving soft little moans as her cheeks puffed up.

“Uh… Em?” Tracy asked, not exactly sure how to feel about a six inch tall girl masturbating in front of her.

“Shut up- anh- You got to be hornyy~” Her voice elevated as she felt a swelling start in her ass, “Now it’s my turn.”

Sandra shrugged, flicking her tail, “Hard to argue with that. C’mere.” She took the opportunity to dive under Tracy’s shirt again, massaging her tits while Emily transformed.

“S-Sandra.. N-Not again~” Tracy whimpered, biting her lip.

Emily kept her eyes shut as her ass swelled up and put a little more balance where her front half had set her off. She dipped her fingers into her cunt with a bit more urgency, feeling the transformation reach its climax, she wanted to be sure she did as well.

She squeezed her massive tits with her arm, playing with her nipple and groping her right boob, tiny moans slipping through her tiny mouth, “~Ahn, mm, oh fuck~ please~.”

She got an idea suddenly, and stood up, her chub shaking a bit as she stood on her stocky legs. She fluttered onto the board. She found the dragon piece, her own piece, and started rubbing her pussy against its slanted face, grinding herself on the intricately carved wood as she groped her tit.

She moaned and panted as she slid herself against it, the pointed mouth of the dragon piece sliding perfectly between her plumped-up thighs and into her needy opening, filling her more than she was ready for. “Ah~ oh *fuck yeah!”

Tracy began to moan needily too, as Sandra’s tail found it’s way sliding into her mermaid cunt. Tracy desperately clung to Sandra while her boobs were played with and her insides were teased with the pointed, draconic tail, “Sandra~ yes~ just like that~ Do it more~ Nnngh!”

Emily thrust her plump body against the dragon piece, pushing it in and out of herself, crying out in euphoria as her body trembled and her juices coated the wooden piece. Emily thrust the playing piece into herself harder and faster, moaning loudly as an orgasm pulsed through her body, her legs trembled as she dismounted the playing piece, panting and licking her lips, rubbing her clit with her fingertips.

“That was it… that’s what momma needed,” She mumbled to herself in satisfaction. She rolled to her side to watch Tracy and Sandra fucking each other, before suddenly yelping in shock and jumping to her feet.