Round 10 Continues

Oliver rolled a 1. "Gatcha. It says...Gymbunny (finds arousing to do sports and workout at gym). Huh...that's...interesting."

The girl smirked and reached over to stroke his bicep, "Mmm Master...I know a workout you could do..."

Nat sighed, "Alright, alright—flirting time is over, okay? It's my turn now. Oooh, a 4! Let’s see… a restriction space, ugh, seriously? If wearing a dress or skirt, they are forbidden from wearing anything underneath. Just perfect—I only ever wear skirts!" She stood up and reached under her skirt to slowly shimmy out of her panties. With a sigh she tossed them aside and sat back down. She glared at Rachel, "Stop thinking such dirty thoughts and...Eliza! You too!"

"Never!" Rachel said, sticking out her tongue, "Now my turn. 2. Oh, it's BOB again. This time is says...a billion? Holy shit! A billion dollars and...my intelligence. Fuck. My choices are Dumb Horny Cow, Contract Law, BINO and Thirst for Knowledge. Huh, at least it isn't like dumb, dumber and dumbest...Just...no. I don't want to be a dumb cow. My tits and horns are enough."

"El thinks...law might be good? Good at your job. You need to make lots of cash to spend on El." Eliza smiled sweetly, "Dumb cow is poor cow."

"Cash? I just got a billion dollars!"

"Tax." Eliza said, "Plus El is ex...um...Know this and mark it well—Elizariel is a treasure most rare, and only through offerings of beauty, splendor, and riches most divine shalt thou be worthy in her sight."

Rachel rolled her eyes, "Right. Cause I need to report money magically appearing in my bank account to CRA...wait...do I? Shit."

Nat frowned, "Mmm, well that kinda depends, sweetie... See, lottery winnings? Totally tax-free, yay! But I seriously doubt the game has, like, an actual lottery license. Still, if it's a gift? You're totally in the clear. Just as long as it’s not, y’know, actual income. And even if it is… I mean, there are ways, alright? We’ll figure it out, don’t stress!"

Eliza giggled, "No tax talk. El want to end this," Eliza rolled a 3, landing on the dice, "El can pick, Attention Span, Dumb Cow, or Heels of Aphrodite. El picks...Heels. It says...barefoot. Your feet remain largely unchanged, but you will feel most comfortable walking barefoot."

Eliza shrugged, she was rather neutral to that change. It could be a lot worse after all. She went to pass the dice on but the board dinged and a card shot up. Eliza felt the compulsion to pick it up and read, "B-O-B done. Three way tie.

"Heal the Sick - Eliza will feel compelled to share her ambrosia with those who need it most. She'll feel no shame in whipping out her tit to offer it to those in need, regardless of when and where she is,

"Spread the Word - Eliza will feel the need to give regular sermons to those that worship her. Of course her sermons are going to be a whole lot more sexual that outsiders would expect,

"Give Generously - Eliza will become a much more charitable person. She'll be sure to donate her time, money and used goods to those who need it most. More importantly though, she'll be sure to give generously at home. Eliza will feel the need to get her girlfriends off again and again without any desire to be paid back"

Rachel moaned softly, "So Eliza's going to be letting everyone suck her tits? That is so hot! Plus she's going to fuck Nat again and again and again...not to mention," Rachel squeezed her thighs together, "Yes! Eliza you angel!"

Eliza blushed and handed the dice over to the girl. The girl blushed and smiled at her, then looked at Oliver, "Master, Miss is really an angel? It makes sense with those wings but fuck me, a real angel..." She shrugged and rolled the dice, "One. The dice. Getting fucked I guess," She picked up her card, no options this time, "Cat Ears. Triangularly shaped cat ears on the top of your head that you can wiggle a little. Looks super cute!" The girl blinked, "Wait really?"

In an instant the transformation had taken place. She stared at Oliver, waiting for this reaction.

"Wow!" Was all he could say.

The girl pulled her hair aside and felt at the side of her face. No ears...or rather, no human ones. The transformation hadn't given her a second set, it had changed them. She was some weird...demi human now.

"Hot. Very hot." Rachel said.

Eliza fluttered her wings, "Join the club."

The girl blushed, "Master want to pet my kitty?" She spread her legs slightly, "Oops, I meant your kitty." She closed her legs and bowed her head a little.

Oliver's cock twitched, but he did reached over and rub her ears.

"Wow that feels amazing!"

Lina felt a little left out, being unable to speak. She was about to roll when suddenly a spontaneous orgasm rocked her body. She clenched her hands and moaned. When it was over she smiled and pulled the lollypop out of her mouth, "Hurrah for random orgasms!" Her tits had reset but she wasn't an A cup anymore. As expected the game had permanently increased her minimum size. Then she picked up the dice and rolled. A 5 put her on the same space as Rachel, a BOB. "Fetish. Hit Me Baby One More Time, Penis Envy, Living Art and....Butt Stuff. Not like um...creative...huh."

Lakshmi bit her lip, "No...and I have a feeling..." Her feeling was correct as a card shot up and she picked it up, "Yup. Time to find out my results. First my...well...my breasts. It says with 44% the winner is Manmade.

"Manmade - Lakshmi's tits are all natural, but good luck convincing others of that. They will be permanently perky and sit high on her chest and anyone who sees them will instantly believe they are fake and nothing will ever convince them otherwise."

The change was subtle, especially to Lakshmi. Her chest was much bigger than it was before the started the game, but she'd always felt her tits were perky enough. She sighed, "Fake tits? That's ridiculous. They don't look fake at all."

Oliver laughed, "It's ok. I don't mind that they are fake. It's not a big deal."

Lakshmi stared at him, "But...Oliver. You heard the card. You know they aren't fake. The game made them bigger but I've never had surgery."

Oliver shook his head, "Look, it doesn't matter. Fake or not you have amazing tits."

"Yeah, like, your surgeon did a great job." Lina added.

"Yea, verily, their craftsmanship was most skilled, yet Elizariel discerneth the truth — they are false, and the mark of artifice lies plain before her sacred gaze."

Lakshmi groaned. Of course it had said they'd never believe her. Great, even her parents were going to think she had fake tits. Although that might help explain why they suddenly got so huge. This was such a pain!

She had two more to read too, she kept going, "For my face...oh no. A tie? That's possible? Great. It says 33% each Champagne Room and Hot Mess,

"Champagne Room - Lakshmi will have permanent over the top makeup as if she was working the champagne room at a strip club,

"Hot Mess - No matter what, she will always look like she just rolled out of bed after a wild night—her hair tousled, her lips swollen, and her eyes tired and her makeup smudged,

"Great...so now I huge tits, stripper makeup and messy hair. Nobody is every going to take me seriously at work ever. And what's next? Clothing style...that can't be good..." Lakshmi moaned. She turned to face Oliver, "It...it's not that bad, right?" She could feel the heavy makeup all around her eyes and took off her glasses to touch her own face.

Oliver hesitated, "Well..."

"Shit, it is that bad." Lakshmi groaned, putting her glasses back on, "I need a mirror..."

"It doesn't look professional but..."

Lina finished his thought, "You do look hot. Totally fuckable."

Lina's wife agreed, "Yes Master should totally fuck her."

"I'd fuck her." Rachel said, "Or be happy to watch if Nat or-"

"Stop!" Lakshmi held up her hands, "Nobody is fucking me. Ok? Ugh. One more to go. My clothing style. With...wow, 70% of the vote. The winner is The male gaze - Lakshmi will prioritize looking good for men over any other consideration. No comfy pajamas, cozy sweaters or bulky sweatpants, it'll be sexy lingerie, tight turtlenecks and painted on leggings." She pouted, "But I love sweatpants...wow. No. I don't. Not anymore...that's so weird..."

"Tell me about it, I hate how much I love wearing this tight skirt." Nat said, "Oh and don't forget you still need to roll."

"Right," Lakshmi rolled a 3 and landed on the dice. She picked up the card, "To help you catch up you get all 3 for triple points...fuck. Maid to Serve - Subservient - When asked (or ordered) to perform a task you'll find it nearly impossible to disobey until you've accomplished it. You also find it hard to talk back to anyone whose ordered you in the past and will compulsively make yourself helpful if you have not been order to do something in the last two hours.

"Erogenous Breasts - Your nipples and to just a slightly lower extend your entire breasts are now as erogenous as your clit. Be careful with bras or tight tops, you may find yourself getting a bit too excited in public. Get someone to give you a nice breast massage or a good titfuck though and you'll feel really good."

"Submissive Silence Speak When Spoken To - You are only able to speak when you have been directly spoken to first. Taking initiative is going to be a lot harder for you now, so I think it's best if you learn to know your place."

"Damn, that's rough." Rachel said.

"It's proper. Us women should like, um, know our place." Lina said.

Lakshmi groaned and buried her face in her hands. Her career was ruined!

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