Samantha keeps the game

“Burn it.” Sandra planted her palm firmly on the carpet without hesitation. Everyone turned to look at her. “I’m definitely never gonna play it again, and it’s an awful thing to leave lying around for someone else to find and suffer through.”

“I agree,” Emily nodded, looking at the other two, “Fuck this game and whatever cursed magic is in it.”

“What?” Samantha looked at the two, appalled. “Why would we burn it? Just cause it was kinda scary the first time?”

“First time?” Sandra was taken aback, “Don’t tell me you actually want to play it again?!”

“It wasn’t… the worst experience,” Tracy admitted, “It was kinda… fun? A little hot too.”

“Tracy you almost suffocated!” Emily snapped in bewilderment, “Sandra tried to **** Sammy!” Sandra looked away in shame.

“That wasn’t her choice, the game was messing with her, we all know that.” Samantha defended, “I’m not saying we play it again now, but y’know, maybe I’d like to do it with boyfriend sometime? I’m sure it’d be insane as a couples game.”

Tracy smirked lustily, “I’d love to try it with Richard, see what kind of manly body it gives him”

Sandra got up, waving her hands, “Whatever, keep your stupid demon game. I’m getting dressed and never thinking about it again.” Sandra’s old clothes were stretched and torn with claw marks, but she salvaged what she could, fitting her breasts into her bra cups and fastening it behind her, and she had to borrow panties from Samantha. Her jeans had a few holes in them, but since they were jeans, she just called it a fashion choice and put them on. Then she dug through her shopping bag and pulled out one of her new tops, pulling it on, then grabbing the rest of her bags and leaving.

“She won’t stay mad.” Tracy reassured everyone, “But I should go catch up to her. We.. Apparently have things to talk about.” Tracy had a shirt on still and decided to stay braless, taking her own little comfort in leaving her boobs unrestrained, still high on her self-appreciation kick. She picked her panties and jeans up off the floor and put them back on, brushing off dust from what used to be her scales, then went out to follow Sandra.

“Emily?” Samantha asked, hopefully.

“Look, I won’t say I didn’t start getting into the game towards the end, but you can’t tell me that whole thing wasn’t miserable. You turned into stone, Sammy.” Emily tried to reason with her.

“Yeah and, well, maybe it turned me on a little.” Emily looked at her like she had a third eye, “I don’t know!” Samantha flailed, “The… I guess it was like those BDSM weirdos, I felt helpless and constrained and, it was just really hot I don’t know why.”

“You’ve got bigger issues to sort out,” Emily judged her, then sighed, “I guess… I didn’t hate being a fairy or whatever. And… I did look pretty hot with all that chub, maybe I should gain some weight.”

“See?” Samantha prompted hopefully, “Yeah it was scary, but if we knew what we were getting into, would it be so bad the second time?”

Emily frowned, chewing her lip, “No, I guess not. Alright, go ahead and keep it. I’m gonna get going too.” Even though she had her new ones with her, Emily forewent putting on a bra, instead just borrowing a big hoodie from Samantha and pulling it over her beach ball boobs, she went to her old pile of clothes she’d grown too small from and pulled on her panties and slid on her pants.

She hugged Samantha goodbye and left the apartment, shaking out a bit of glitter from her hair.

Samantha, left alone, had no trouble finding clothes for herself, being in her own apartment. She took her old slime-soaked clothes and put them in her laundry basket, going to her dresser to get new ones. She gave a relieved sigh as her bra fit perfectly over her boobs, wiping away her fear that they would still be too big. She pulled on a lace pair of panties and found a cute skirt to pull over them, grabbing a tanktop and a hoodie for her top.

She picked up the pieces of the game and put them back in the side compartment. She picked up the cards and shuffling them back together, shuddering a bit when she noticed, they were all blank now. “Creepy…” She mused as she closed up the box, picking it up and putting it on her shelf.

They’d come around, she told herself, the four of them would definitely be playing this again.

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Author’s Note: And she’s done! Gosh I thought I would never finish this. So happy I did though. Gotta say though, I’m never drip feeding a story like this again, from now on I’m finishing the story before I post a single chapter.

I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did, I’m proud of what came out and I’m excited to write what comes next. There’s definitely more branches coming to this CHYOA as a whole, and I’ve got more CHYOAs I wanna create/add to. So give me a follow and stay tuned. Cause if you liked this, I’m definitely gonna get better with practice, and it’ll only be better going forward.

Bye!