Samantha's piece moved

Sandra pulled her tail out of Tracy’s pussy when Emily screamed, her and Tracy looked down at the plump fairy, concerned, “What? What happened?” Sandra asked.

“Look!” Emily pointed at the player piece that looked like the body of a woman, which was moving forward along the path, “Sammy’s piece is moving!”

Tracy cleared her head of her lustful haze, and watched the piece come to a stop after moving four spaces. “Well I’ll be damned, I guess the game really won’t make it so we can’t play.”

“Quick! Draw a card!” Sandra scrambled to grab a card from the deck, but Tracy held her arm.

“No, I don’t think we have to, look,” She pointed at the statue of Samantha, which had started to form cracks along its surface, “She’s breaking open.”

Grunts could be heard from inside the stone, as cracks spider-webbed across the rocky surface of her breasts and over her back. Samantha’s face started to twitch a little, and her stone eyes began to crack.

“Sammy? Sammy can you hear us?” Tracy asked nervously but urgently.

Samantha’s body continued to crack, the hard stone shifting and shuffling. Her arms were the site of the most movement, pushing against unseen **** as the stone encasing them cracked and crumbled. As the statue tried to move her arms, the disruption spread the cracking down her body, along her abdomen and down her legs, stone started crumbling away in small chunks from her hands as her fingers started to move, flexing as if they had been cramped.

“Help her!” Emily shouted from the floor.

“No don’t!” Sandra cut in, before Tracy could rush to Samantha, “We don’t know what could happen if we try and **** her out, we might hurt her.”

Tracy wanted to shout at Sandra, but as she saw the earnest fear in the redhead succubus’ eyes, she resigned herself and nodded, letting the game’s magic take its natural course.

Samantha’s hands pushed away the rocky casing, and as her forearms started to move and free themselves, the others could see her skin underneath was still gray, the same as the stone that had been covering her. Samantha’s elbows started to move, and then her shoulders, her arms finally free, she started pulling cracked stone off of herself, in large chunks it pulled away from her grey skin. Her skin returned to it’s normal shape, no longer held in place by the stone.

“Sammy? Sammy are you ok?” Tracy asked again, as Samantha’s eyes **** out a single blink, breaking the stone that covered them. The others could see Samantha trying to flex her face, then they saw something awful as her stone mouth started changing, her teeth started growing and large fangs grew in her mouth while her tongue became forked inside her mouth.

“What the hell?” Sandra pulled back, “Emily, check her card,”

Emily flipped over the next card, frowning in horror, “It-it’s blank!”

Sandra whipped her head to the tiny fairy, “Blank!? How can it be blank?!”

“I-I don’t know!” Emily stammered, dread and fear filling her chest.

Samantha started to flex her mouth, breaking away the stone that covered it and gasped for breath. She turned her neck and broke it free, able to shake her head and sending chunks of rock flying from her grey hair. Emily yelped and scrambled as the chunks nearly fell on her.

Samantha pushed her knees forward and broke the stone on her legs, then keeled over onto her knees, letting out a scream.

“SAMMY!” Tracy yelled in fear and joy.

Something started pushin from inside Samantha’s cracked back while her ears stretched to goblinish points. Her fingers curled as her nails grew into wicked claws. Samantha’s forehead pulsed as horns curled from her skull, wrapping through her hair and growing to the sides of her head.

Samantha tried to say something, but the only sound that came out sounded like she hadn’t tasted water in years. The stone on her back burst open as Stone wings pushed out of Samantha’s back, unfolding to an impressive length, larger than Sandra’s by several feet. She gasped and lost her strength in her arms, falling on her face, gasping lungfuls of air.

Tracy and Sandra pounced at the same time, helping her off the ground and hugging her in swells of joy. Emily joined soon after, flying up and hugging Samantha’s shoulder.

“You’re ok, you’re alive,” Sobbed Sandra.

“Sammy I’m so sorry we couldn’t get you out faster.” Tracy buried her face in Samantha’s neck.

“I’m sorry I’ve been a bitch all day, I’m sorry I’m sorry.” Emily clutched hard against Samantha.

Samantha coughed up a cloud of stone dust, brushing the remaining stone off of her tits, causing her macro-mammaries to flop against her abdomen. She smiled through her fangs, which were making it difficult to close her mouth. “Hey… it’s ok…” She spoke with a dry rasp, opening her arms and cradling her friends, all in strange states of being. “What’d I miss?”

Tracy, Sandra and Emily all broke away from Samantha and started talking at once.

“Stop, stop, stop. I feel like I slept for a week, slow talky, please.” She rasped out, waving her clawed hands.

The others looked at each other, and Sandra spoke up, “Well, after you turned to stone, Tracy was turned into a mermaid, which sort of got us into an argument over whose boobs were better.” Sandra wrung her hands, realizing how much time they’d wasted goofing off between Samantha’s turns, “Which led to my turn, where I got turned back to normal size and… sort of got *really horny. I think it was the game’s fault, cause I could *not stop myself from fucking Tracy.” Samantha raised an eyebrow and Tracy blushed.

Emily folded her arms and rolled her eyes, “Yeah, and I just had to sit there and watch. Perverts.”

Sandra continued, “-which caused the second effect of my turn, turning me into a succubus. Then on Emily’s turn, I guess she got caked up? We’re not really clear what her card meant but, she’s thick as fuck now, and then your piece moved on its own and you broke out and turned into a…” Sandra frowned, looking at Samantha’s new attributes.

“Gargoyle?” Tracy offered, hazarding a guess.

“Yeah, let’s go with that.” Sandra shrugged. Emily and Tracy hadn’t failed to notice Sandra leaving out the orgy they’d had on Emily’s turn, but Samantha probably didn’t need to know about that.

Samantha got up and went to her fridge, doing her best to fold her wings behind her. She grabbed her tallest glass from her cupboard and filled it with water, drinking it in one breath, letting out the breath, and turning back to the others. “So, my piece moved on its own? Nobody had to like, knock the dice out of my hand?” She sounded a lot better now.

“Yeah,” Emily answered, flying over so Samantha could hear her clearly, “I was standing on the board, and your piece just pushed itself forward, scared the shit out of me.”

“We didn’t even have to draw your card,” Tracy interjected, “your stone just started breaking.”

Samantha came back to the game board, sitting down with the others, “So I was right, the game will always make sure we can play, even if the only way is to play for me.”

“There’s something else though,” Sandra said, nodding to Emily.

Emily landed on the board and went to the card she had drawn, “When you started changing into… that,” She gestured at Samantha, “We tried to check what was on your card, but when we flipped it over, it’s blank.” She lifted the card and showed it to Samantha.

Tracy inhaled in silent surprise, “But none of the cards have been blank.”

Samantha scowled in concern, reaching out and drawing the next card in the stack.

“Sammy the game’s gonna call you a cheater!” Emily warned.

“Let it. I have to know.” She flipped the card over and read what was there, “Blank. The cards are all blank.”

“Until it’s our turn, and we pick them up…” Sandra breathed, fear tainted her voice.

“There’s no way,” Emily stared at the stack of cards, “This cursed-ass game, is actually writing the cards as we draw them?”

“It’s literally making it up as it goes,” Tracy spoke up, “Guys--” Tracy was cut off as Samantha pushed the dice into her hands.

“Enough.” Samantha said firmly, “Maybe the cards are just enchanted to write themselves, maybe the game’s alive, who cares. We have to finish. We weren’t this close when I turned to stone, but look at it, this is the last round, it has to be. Roll, let’s finish it, and burn it.”

Tracy, Sandra and Emily all nodded, and Tracy rolled the dice.