Round 6 Ends

"Another CG tile," Oliver picked up his card, "Facial fan gives user a fetish for bukkake..."

Rachel grinned, "You will look great with a face full of cum."

Oliver frowned, and Lina piled on, "Ya Master. Sexy."

Oliver finally shook his head, "No...I mean...I definitely understand that I have a new fetish...but when I close my eyes I still see myself cumming on a woman's face. Sorry to disappoint."

Lina looked a little disappointed, but Rachel didn't, "Then you can order Lina to take it and I'll lick it off. It does taste good to me after all."

"I'll..." Oliver shook his head, "Never mind. Go ahead Nat."

Nat rolled a 1, a dice tile, and picked up her only choice, "It says...fuck. No! Height. Average 5'3", 160 cm." In a flash he had shrunk way, way down, "Come on!"

He'd kept his muscles, but he'd lost almost two feet in height since this round began. He was obviously upset, and Rachel wasn't cruel enough to tease him.

Of course she also lacked the vocabulary to comfort him, instead she said, "You look hot," It was meant to be nice, but from Nat's glare she realized it wasn't taken that way. She opened and closed her mouth several times wondering what she could say, but ended up just picking up the dice and rolling instead, "Fuck. Another BOB? This time I get...whoa. $100,000. Eliza...wow. Seed money for my milk business! Oh right, the bad news. This time it's...compulsion. My choices are My eyes are down here, Breast Envy, Can't Have Just One, and Deny, deny, deny..."

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"Eliza thinks we should use the money to max out our RRSP and TFSAs."

Rachel glared at Eliza, "No. My business will earn a profit. Just because you control the money doesn't mean you control how we spend it."

"But..." Eliza looked at Rachel with her eyes wide, "Rach..." She bit her lip and then nodded, "Eliza understands. You feel you have to...ok. Eliza will support you, but you must remember we are a team. You don't make all the choices."

Rachel nodded, "I'm..." She grimaced, "I was...Eliza you are right. We can decide how to spend it together, later."

Eliza smiled, glad she had gotten through to Rachel. This game was making it harder to communicate, but their bond was as strong as ever. Eliza picked up the dice herself and rolled, "Restriction. Can never wear pants—only skirts, dresses, or shorts are allowed."

"That's ok, I wasn't going to let you wear pants anyway." Rachel said with a wink.

Dylan rolled her eyes, "Get a room already. Fuck. Ok, let's see...4 and...dice. My choices are Tramp Stamp, Milk Spurt, Venusian fertility and Fuck bunny. Well fuck bunny sounds horrible. So does the fertility one. Milk spurt...ya...my boobs are big enough thank you. I guess that leaves tramp stamp...Tramp Stamp - A suggestive tattoo is now emblazoned on your lower back. Anyone who sees this will know just what to expect from you. You will become horny much easier whenever you wear panties or panties. Well the last part isn't a...OW!" Dylan reached around and rubbed her back. Then she turned so she faced away from Oliver, "W-what is it...?"

"Oh, it's not that bad." Oliver said seriously.

"Ya. It's hot." Nat agreed, "It's just a floral design...although the top is covered by your corset..."

Dylan put her hands over the laces, but then stopped, "I'll...I'll look later. Go ahead Lina."

Lina nodded and rolled, "Yes. Treasure!" She picked up the card, "Undo random. Cups runneth over..." She looked down at her chest as it instantly deflated to her original size, "Ah! My tiny titties!" She grabbed her chest in shock.

"Wow, I didn't think this game wanted boobs to go that direction..." Dylan said, looking down at her own massive knockers.

"Ya, I'm surprised too," Rachel admitted, "I liked her big boobs."

"Ditto. I wanted to motorboat those things." Nat agreed.

Lina shrugged, "I will miss them a little lah, but it ok. Master you should..." The board dinged and another card appeared. Lina looked around curiously, then grabbed it, "Oh. My titties...It say...with 50% of the total the winner is Why weight? - Lina has good reason not to go overboard with orgasms, but she shouldn't be celibate either. Now her tits will constantly grow larger and heavier, only resetting to their current size when she orgasms. If she waits too long she'll find out there is no limit to how big and heavy they can get."

"That makes more sense," Nat said, "Tiny tits are nice, but big boobs are better."

Lina stuck her tongue out at Nat, "Ya. You want big titties too?"

Nat opened his mouth, then closed it. He looked down at his own chest and sighed, "Fuck."

"So how fast do they grow..." Oliver wondered.

"Let us not find out," Lina said, "Master, take good care of me."

Oliver raised an eyebrow, "Uh. I don't want to overdo it...you still seem a little..."

"Dumb?" Lina asked, "I am fine."

"We'll wait until tomorrow. Don't ask again."

"Fuck." Lina, "Fine." Lina sighed, but she wasn't really upset. Actually this transformation might be a blessing in disguise. Oliver was loathe to let her have orgasms when it made her dumb, but just how big would he let her get? He wouldn't budge for DDs, but the transformation said NO LIMIT. At some point he would definitely, 100%, crack. The board dinged again and Lina grabbed the card, "Another...oh. I made it around the board so it's time for break. 24 hours."

"Thank God, Eliza!" Rachel pushed Eliza off and grabbed her hand, "Let's go!"

Lina slowly pulled the lollypop out of her mouth seductively and stared down Oliver, "Master."

"Miss...I said...wait...you can't be asking. Oh. You...you need...."

"Uh huh." Lina nodded, sucking on her lollypop.

"R-right...let's go to your room." Oliver took Lina and disappeared.

Dylan looked over at Nat, "Um...do you want to talk about it or anything..."

"No, I'm not upset." Nat said. Then he started shifting uncomfortable. "Fuck." He pulled off the tank top and started panting, "Fuck...ok. Fine. That was a lie. Of course I'm upset."

Dylan stared at him, "Wow...you really are jacked."

Nat shrugged, "Ya...at least I'm still ripped...but I'd trade the muscles for my dick back any day."

Dylan nodded, "Ya. Hey...I know you probably want to just...pretend like it's not happening...but come with me to my room. Let's see if you can wear my old clothes. It's not like they do me any good."

Nat seemed to be considering it, then suddenly reached out and started groping Dylan's tits, "I'm sorry...I don't want to be rude but..." He continued to squeeze her tits and Dylan understood that he must be very stressed. It was just normal for people to use her tits like stress balls after all.

"Right. I understand. Then how about this, I give you permission to use the bed in your room tonight."

Nat smiled, "Thanks. I think I will go to bed," He stood up, then looked at Lina's closed door, "Unless you want company until they are done."

Dylan shook her head, "No. It's fine. Oliver won't last very long, I'm sure."

"Ok. Goodnight." Nat hurried to his room and Dylan leaned back on the couch, waiting for her chance to go to bed too.