Alice rolled a four

The girls just looked at Alice in complete silence. Bitch had already expressed her need for a break. Rebecca was having a hard time coping with her dulled mind, and Himari was nearing her limits AGAIN. Safe to say, Alice's decision to start the next round was not a popular one. But what's done is done. Maybe it wasn't the worst thing that could happen. After all, Rebecca was only a two or higher away from the halfway point. Might as well get it over with.

Alice's game piece had moved in accordance with her roll. She landed on yet another red tile. She'd already been messed up by a red card as it was. Now ANOTHER mental card awaited her. Not to mention her last card, which affected her face felt more like a mental card, given it **** her to make involuntary expressions.

Himari, despite her dissatisfaction and increasingly overwhelming arousal reached out for a red card.

You may feel as though you've only drawn the shorter straws
Let's spin that a bit further, you'll be more aware of your flaws
Though some are scared, and some are zealous
You'll find yourself getting overwhelmingly jealous!

Do you continue or chicken out?

"Continue"

It was hard for the girls to read into Alice's mind. They all thought she was being a bit ..reckless. Even Rebecca was wondering how she could decide so quickly. Then again, Rebecca had trouble understanding any of what was going on at the moment.
Alice hadn't even considered what the card entailed when she'd given her answer. She was a girl on a mission. She was going to win. She may have been dead last, but as long as her friends were little pussies, what did it matter. They'd all chicken out eventually.. At least so she thought. It should be noted that her opinion of her friends had diminished drastically over the course of the past hours.

The card, as per usual, burst into flames as it put it's mark on reality itself. As expected, there were no immediate changes to be seen by any of her spectators. Though there was a whole lot going on internally. Alice's newest card played right into one of her older ones. Her negative emotions towards people, especially her friends became intertwined with envy. Where as she'd previously disliked them just for the sake of disliking them. It was now more founded. Her hatred finally had a source. It was jealousy. Not just towards her now much for attractive friends, but towards their luck. Their ability to get along with each other, and others. Alice had no such skills anymore. Her charisma was dead. Her beautiful, long blonde hair was now a pathetic black bobcut. Her once bountiful chest had been reduced to nothing, she could even be mistaken for a boy! Not just that, her face wasn't even on her team anymore. None of the girls had gotten an insane compulsion like that, not that she knew of anyways. The truth was a little different, considering Himari's near chronic need to get off..

She looked over to Bitch. Sure, she'd gotten older. Much older. But she'd aged like fine wine. She carried herself in a respectable manner, and had a rockin' body with real curves. No man in their right mind would ever confuse her for a boy.. Her gaze then went to Rebecca. Actually, she'd been quite unlucky these past two turns. But it didn't even matter to Alice. She only saw what she wanted to see. She saw her perfectly perky breasts. Her beautiful, rich tan. And her flowing brown hair.
Lastly her gaze fell on Himari. Big mistake. The compulsions once again took over and her face made an expression as if she was moaning.

She stared Himari down, whilst simultaneously faking an orgasm with her face. It really was a sight to behold. Bitch had to hold back a chuckle as she watched.
Alice was envious of Himari too. She'd seemingly only gotten "good" changes. Her pink hair was charming and a nice change of scenery from her usual jet black. And her curves. Oh my god her curves.

Alice couldn't get her eyes off of Himari's chest. She'd had breasts just shy of what her friend now sported. It really was unfair. The game had taken hers, and basically just given them to Himari right after. Not to mention it also gave her the perfect set of birthing hips. If her face hadn't been busy moaning, and licking her lips it would've been plastered with envy. She wanted what Himari had. It was that simple. But it wasn't enough to just get the same. She needed it better, and she wanted her friends to be worse. The only actual way for this to happen was to win the game. She set her aims on the win, not just to wish herself back. She wanted to trap her friends with only the worst of their cards. She'd leave Bitch stuck as a homely, shy old lady with no curves to speak of and with her bad eyesight. She'd leave Rebecca as a stupid trashy slut. And she'd take away Himari's curves and beautiful hair, leaving her with whatever cards were left. That was her goal. Her vile, envious goal.

Meanwhile Himari wondered why the hell Alice was eyeing her so much. Not to mention the expressions she was making. Was she making fun of her? Did she know about her ..condition?? She became even more uneasy. Not just because she felt she was being the center of attention, which she hated, she was also getting turned on by Alice. It didn't take much to get her going, a friend making suggestive facial expressions absolutely did the trick. She really really REALLY wanted to leave. Run to the bathroom again and fingerfuck herself silly for the umpteenth time. There was however a part of her that knew this wouldn't be sustainable. She couldn't excuse herself every time she got sufficiently horny. She'd have to learn to live with it, ignore it. She mustered up what little remained of her willpower and powered through it. Easy enough to say, she'd been given a "perk" that gave her an unknown fetish for corruption and degeneration after all. Becoming a **** to her own desire, giving in whenever she wanted to. That in and of itself was super hot, and only added to her arousal. The more she denied it, the more turned on she got.

"Okay, guess it's my turn then" Bitch intervened. Alice had been silent for a little bit, only looking at Himari with increasingly suggestive expressions. Rebecca had zoned out, staring blankly into the corner of the room like some moron. And Himari.. Himari seemed to have a struggle of her own. She was crushing her thighs with her palms, her cheeks like tomatoes. She was obviously fighting really hard against something, and Bitch had a pretty good idea as to what..

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