Moving right along...

“I go first. Aaaand great.” Rolling his dice, Jamie saw seven basics staring back at him. ‘Ive gotta do something about Phoebe’, he thought.

“I summon a Rose Dancer, and place an exhaustion token on your bigger Glutton.”

“Is that your turn?” Phoebe asked, smiling like a shark.

“All I've got. I had a bum roll.”

“Well, then I guess it's my turn. Prepare your ass,” she said. “I use Hypnotizing Gaze on my +4 Glutton, meaning it can't block or be blocked for the rest of the round. Then, I'll use Empower, and my Commander Ability, on the Glutton. Finally, I attack you with my Glutton and Sweetling.”

“That's 7 guaranteed damage,” Mark said. “We really gotta stop you.”

“I'll block the Sweetling with my Harpy,” Jamie said, managing to focus again despite the under-the-table blowie he was receiving.

“Alright, then.” First, the Sweetling and Harpy battled it out, with the Harpy winning, but then something the boys hadn't predicted happened.

The moment the Sweetling collapsed, the Glutton snatched it up on her way over to Jamie, increasing it's attack again.

“During the battle phase?” Mark complained.

“Unit battles resolve before direct attacks,” Phoebe said. “Guess that 7 damage is more like 8.”

“In that case, Shared Senses. You're taking 3 damage, too.”

“I was kinda curious what being vored felt like, so thanks.”

“Hey, why'd you stop?” Jamie asked, feeling Duncan's ministrations suddenly cease.

“Orders can't interfere with the game,” Mark said. “That's probably it.”

“Oh, true. In that case, could you get me a soda while I'm being vored?”

Duncan looked annoyed, but still pulled herself off of Jamie's dick and headed to the kitchen. “I wish you just stuck to sexy stuff,” she complained.

“There's nothing sexy about dehydration!”

“Or starvation,” said the Glutton.

Swallowing Jamie in one swift motion, she moved into his seat as her stomach churned.

Phoebe was feeling some very strange sensations- pressure, wetness… but apparently most of the pleasures of vore couldn't be felt without actually being inside someone else. What a shame.

“Hey, can you tell me what his cards are?” Phoebe asked.

“Unfortunately not, Mistress. We're not allowed to give unfair advantages.”

Allowed by who? Mark thought.

Okay, when I defeat someone, I definitely need to get them to call me Mistress. That's

[hot.

By

](http://hot.By) the time Jamie was released, Duncan still hadn't gotten a soda.

“What's taking her so long?”

“Maybe she can't reach the fridge handle?” Phoebe offered.

At that moment, Duncan was on her way back, carrying a can of cola. “Here's your soda, jackaaa…” her voice trailed off as she looked at the new and improved Jamie.

Jamie was always plagued with a bad case of acne- not anymore. His formerly unkempt hair cascaded down his back in shining black tresses, his face looked better than most celebrities even without makeup, and since his clothes had been digested away, Duncan could see his equally perfect body.

A slim waist, thick thighs, an ass that, while deflated from <Massive Growth> expiring, was still large enough to jiggle alluringly, and a nice, big, dick.

Put simply, femboy perfection.

“Thanks. And now, let's pick up where we left off.” Recasting <Massive Growth>, this time everything was even bigger. Pushing his chair away, Jamie was able to sit at nearly the same height with just the absurd size of his plush rear, and his dick was practically as long as Duncan was tall.

Hurriedly putting the soda on the table, Duncan got back to his rightful place under the table.

Phoebe hadn't gotten off scott-free, either- while 3 was a lot less damage than 8, since she had only taken one damage before, the difference was more visible. A bit taller, her fingers a bit longer, her hair a bit nicer… and, unbeknownst to anyone but Phoebe herself, the beginnings of her very own penis.

“Alright, my turn,” Mark said. “I'm not letting any of you turn me into a sex ****, so I'm playing to win now. No matter what.”

Discarding a card, he continued. “I use my commander ability to discard a card to deal 1 damage to a unit, then use both of my Chainworkers to deal 1 damage to a unit. Everything's directed at the Glutton with the unblockable thingy.”

Despite feeling his pecs swell into boobs, Mark knew this was what he had to do. If I have to turn into a chick a little to win, fine. I can reverse everything at the

[end.

An

](http://end.An) arrow, from out of nowhere, pierced the Glutton. As it got up from the attack, chains wrapped around it and dragged it to the two attractive Chainworkers, who double-teamed it into oblivion with powerful kisses.

“And, that's not even using my main action. And you don't have anything blocking you, so… Steel Monstrosity, direct attack.”

“Wow, your deck deals a lot of damage.”

“Yeah, I also start with way less health than everyone else. Monstrosity?”

“While- ah- you do that, I mill 3, meditate up my Mind die, and use False Copy on that +5 Glutton.”

Another smoky facsimile popped into existence, and settled down to watch the show.

The Monstrosity had to have some sort of enchantment to make all it's prospective partners not get ripped open. There was no other way the virgin Phoebe could take it's massive dick unharmed.

And yet, take it she did. As the Monstrosity pumped in and out of her, she felt it shift her- plump up her breasts, grow her new dick, and bring her ever closer to the image of sexy elegance plastered upon her

[card.

As

](http://card.As) the Monstrosity returned to it's rightful place, Phoebe felt a severe emptiness. She needed a big dick in her again, and soon.

“I use ‘Transfer Power' to move the exhaustion token from my Glutton to Summon Sweetling.”

“I'll summon a new Monstrosity,” Mark said.

“Wait, that's less dice than the last one,” Phoebe said.

“Focusing lets me decrease the cost. Jamie, your turn.”

Jamie was not in a very good situation. With three health, and only one blocker, he needed to draw another unit, and fast.

“I use Nature's Bounty,” he said, drawing two cards, as everyone else did the same.

This time, Duncan noticed the general plumping that the card provided, and also noticed she wasn't being affected anymore. Unfair! She thought, returning to slobbering over her friend’s megadick.

Unfortunately, Jamie hadn't gotten what he was after. “I pass.”

“Gotta say, not your best move. Too busy getting your dick sucked to focus on the game?”

“I made a gamble, and- ahhn- it didn't pay off.”

“Too right it didn't. It let me draw this. I mill 1 for Body, then cast Power Beam. That's 3 direct damage right to Jamie.”

“Oh, come on.”

The beam of golden energy hit Jamie dead-on, knocking him on his back and out of the game, his assets deflating as Duncan tried desperately to keep the dick stretching his throat so pleasurably.

“Final two. For my Treasure Cards, I'll take Memory Edit and Secret Power. And for my first orders… Jamie, tell Duncan to obey any orders I give her as though they were your own.”

“Can you do that?” Mark asked.

“Well, you could in this one story I read. Jamie?”

“Duncan, obey any orders Phoebe gives you as though they were my own.”

“Great. Second; both of you, call me ‘Mistress’, like, half of the time. Whenever it's sexy. And lastly, Jamie, give me two Mist Spirits to fuck.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“My turn. I summon another Monstrosity,” Mark said, now having three of the mecha-futa on the board.

Phoebe had control over two super-hot people, plus two flying shortstacks to fuck her, but what she didn't have was dice. “I summon a Sweetling, and use the extra effect to deal 1 damage to one of your Chainworkers.”

As the Chainworker was drawn to the lemon-flavored confectionary, the Glutton ate it up, hitting 6 attack.

“I summon an Automaton. Then, I use both my bonus action, and the bonus action it gives me, to discard two cards and deal two damage to your Sweetling.”

“Glutton gets a meal, either way.”

With these extra uses of his Commander Power, Mark felt his dick shrunk into a vagina- Once I win, it's back to normal. Once I win, it's back to normal, and his muscles bulk up even more.

Phoebe was now in a very bad position- between a cock and a hard dick, as it were. At least the Sprites were helping relieve her stress. But if she didn't win, Mark was going to get rid of all the great stuff that had happened!

“I focus Summon Glutton.” That didn't cost any dice, luckily. She was now just stalling for time until Mark passed.

“I discard another card, and deal 1 damage to your Glutton.”

“I focus Hypnotize.”

“I discard a card to deal 1 damage, then attack your Glutton with the Automaton.”

Despite still having over half his health, Mark looked like, if not her card’s twin, then at least a cousin.

A very attractive cousin.

With the Automaton’s help, Mark had finally gotten rid of the 7-attack Glutton.

“I pass,” said Phoebe, officially out of options.

“I discard a card to deal 1 damage to you directly, then attack you with all three Monstrosities.”

Oh,

[god.

In

](http://god.In) just one turn, Mark was about to deal nearly three-quarters of Phoebe's max health. And she couldn't

[wait.

As

](http://wait.As) Duncan and Jamie rutted on the sofa, Phoebe walked over to the large carpet- plenty of space for the imminent gangbang.

Each Monstrosity was at least seven feet tall, with a dick that would've been oversized even proportionally. Without words, one went to the side, while the other two lifted her up.

One entered her ass, and the other her vagina, alternating thrusts so she felt her body getting jackhammered the whole time. Just as she felt herself breaking, her head lolled to the side and saw the third Monstrosity, who had been stroking itself, and was about to release.

The veritable pressure hose of seed went directly into her face, her mouth, up her nose… and a lot of it across the carpet.

“Can I assume you pass?” Mark asked.

“Mmmmhmuuh,” was Phoebe's response from the floor, legs turned to jelly and brain to mush.

“Alright, I pass.”

Mark: 10/15

Phoebe: 3/22