Things went sour

As the next round was about to start when Abby came back into the room and without a word, she looked into the box for the rules.

"You okay, Abby ?" Asked Laura.

But she turned pale as she noticed something. Looking then toward Spencer, she threw herself at her.

"You, stupid bitch !" Abby shouted.

"Ah ! Stop hitting me ! What's going on ?" Spencer said.

The other girls grabbed Abby and pulled her away from Spencer.

"What's going on ? You misread the rules, you dumbass !" Abby yelled.

"What ?!?" The girls cried out.

"It's only the first one to get to the last cell who can make a wish. The rest is stuck with the changes !" Abby explained.

"Oh, shit, sorry..." Spencer apologized sincerely. "I'm not an expert in old English."

"You should have said that !"

"I thought it was obvious, I work in a bakery, I'm not that smart !"

"Fuck !!" Abby shouted, kicking the sofa.

"Hey, my sofa !" Jolene scolded her.

"Let me win, I have four tits, I need to change back !" Laura said.

"It's not that visible, plus I'm sure your husband will have a lot of fun with them. I'm a bimbo dwarf ! Plus, no way I give up on a game !" Carol said.

"You're smaller than a regular person, I have gigantic breasts full of milk !" Jolene said.

"And I'm an immigrant !" Abby said.

The other girls looked at her with a stern gaze.

"You can still pass your citizenship, it's not that hard !" Carol commented.

"I can chicken out..." Spencer said.

"No, you stay ! You didn't get anything bad, it's too easy for your mistake ! You have to stay until you get something as bad as us !" Abby shouted.

Spencer looked at the others and they just nodded silently.

"If no one leave, it'll be the lucky one to win !" Carol said, throwing the dice.

Getting a four, she ended up on a blue cell. Carol took a blue card and read it.

"It'll be too hard for you to find good clothes, so, you won't have to wear any... Do you continue or chicken out ?"