Second round: Specialty

Elle stood with her pants halfway down to her knees, bent with her fluffy ears hanging to one side and obscuring a part of her vision.

“Uhm… Raven. Why do you have a dick?” she asked, eyes wide at her partially-naked roommate. Her hands held tightly, forgotten at her waistband, fluffy ears twisting to the side with her questioning gaze.

“Hm?”

Raven turned a curious look at her roommate as she just finished clothing herself, pantie-less, with a slightly darkened stain in her bottoms where she’d attempted to quickly wash out her spunk with a bit of water. Her cock lay nestled in the soft embrace of the tight cloth with a visible bulge in the outline of the impressively sized member.

Why on earth she’d decided to go out with nothing but some panties to contain her dick was a baffling quandary in itself. She was big enough that even in baggier garments and a comfy pair of boxer briefs there would be a bit of her endowment showing in outline.

The last glimpse of her muscled thighs and slight six pack disappeared as she finished covering herself, smiling self-assuredly at Elle who stood by still half dressed.

“Y-you have a dick…” Elle said with bewilderment. “Raven, I’ve seen you naked before. You don’t have a dick.” She said with some authority to her tone.

And she had, The small space of their college dorm didn’t allow for much privacy, with public bathrooms down the hall, they often had to expose themselves to one another. A fact of which Elle’s modified memories accounted for despite her new anatomy.

“Phsh! You’re just jealous buddy.” Raven rolled her eyes dramatically, then giving her roomy a sidelong smirk.

Elle gave her a frustrated glare of confusion.

Why was she just blowing it off like nothing? Clearly she didn’t have a dick, it would literally be impossible to hide something like that from her!

A thought struck Elle at that moment. The die had been one of unawareness when the last turn happened. Some part of whatever Sam had done to Raven made the girl cream herself and… well… growing a dick out of nowhere could do that… right?

Elle’s face had a far off and confused look as Raven came up to give her a sturdy fist to the shoulder.

“Alright Elley Belly, let’s go finish up this crazy game you got us into!”

Raven spun to a quick walk off to the door to the bathroom, pulling a hair tie out and spinning her long dark hair with deft hands.

“Eep!” Elle squealed as the door opened… and she realized her pants were still halfway down.

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“...Seriously, why would you do… THAT!?”

Elle walked up to the sight of the three sitting where they had been. Quint and Sam were in the middle of some heated and whispered discussion that she just barely caught the tail end of. Quint pointed animatedly in Raven’s direction. Raven eyed them with a smirk, her arms wide, straddling atop the backrest of the couch she was sitting on. Her legs sat in the typical “man spread”, the outline easy to see between her legs.

“Ay, Elle, how’d it go?” she gave a cheeky grin, clearly thinking of how she’d exposed her friend a minute earlier.

Elle chuckled despite herself. “Yes, well, these things tend to have a… charmic element to them.” giving her friend a predatory grin.

Ravens eyes grew wide for a moment before a massive grin broke out.

Eventually the group settled back into their seats, ready to continue their adventure.

“Quint you’re up buddy!” Raven said, relaxed back and still man spreading, showing off her un-restrained bulge.

“Yes.” He said, looking at the athletic futa with a worried expression.

He shook his head, apparently clearing his thoughts.

“Well… let’s see, who should I ‘attack’?” he said, looking over the three girls.

The athletic, dark haired tomboy? Or perhaps the shorter and cuter bunny-ear toting girl… who couldn’t seem to lock eyes with him for longer than a second.

“Man she’s cute.” He mumbled before moving on.

Or perhaps the unknown in their group? The one who had put them all in this mess? Aaaand the one with the highest health pool at the moment. Yeah, he should attack the one with the most health.

“Alright Sam, get ready to take a wallop!” He said, raising his arm and “winding up” like a baseball player.

“What the fuck.” Sam said, chuckling slightly as he rolled the die.

“Well, that was barely anything.” He said, seeing the “2” facing up, dropping Sam to 22 hp and only 1 below his 23.

With a shrug, he pulled his card.

“Physical: Swap (other). Pick another nearby to swap one physical part/characteristic with”

“Well… what is it?” Elle asked, momentarily forgetting her awkwardness at the possibilities that lay within this deck.

Quint looked back and forth between Sam and the others, a thought running through his mind. A smile slowly spread as he came to his decision.

With a dramatic show he said “Ah! Oh but it’s too hard to decide!” His arms raised like some renaissance stage play, the others giving him restrained looks of mirth as he continued.

“If only I had another to give me a voice that I may listen!”

“Alright, alright fucker, lemme see it!” Raven said with a massive grin.

He handed over the card and she read it over, mouthing the words silently before getting a contemplative look.

“You know… if there’s anything that you… I don’t know… want to change about yourself that maybe a certain person with, ohhhh… 22 hp, I could definitely understand asking me to just switch some things around?” He finished with a very bad wink.

Raven raised one brow at the string of nonsense from the man on the other couch. “Uh-huh.”

Despite Quint’s overt attempt at giving Raven a way to not only return her genitalia back to its previous state but also to get back at the one who caused the change in the first place, Raven didn’t get it. To her, she’d always had a pole of masculinity between her strong thighs and while for a time she might’ve been afraid and unsure of what that meant, she was no longer an afraid little girl. In her memory, she had long ago accepted her body for what it was and even grew to appreciate the “usefulness” of such a tool.

With a wave of the hand, Raven pulled Quint in to whisper in his ear. His eyes widened, confused, he turned to her “you’re sure?”

She replied by smirking slightly and winking much better than he had before.

Quint sighed. “Fine. fine. I guess we’ll do that.” inside he couldn’t help the bit of excitement that bubbled up at the thought of what was about to happen.

He looked over to Sam who was bouncing on her buoyant tush like a little kid waiting on dad’s approval to go out and play with friends.

He got a “1” on the awareness die as he locked in his decision.

“Cool, now we get to watch.” he said, sitting back to do just that, except not to watch Sam, but the cute bunny girl instead.

As Sam squealed, her rump wiggling back and forth like she was trying to scratch an itch that registered on the richter scale, Elle was doing much the same. Every moment that Sam’s ass shrunk, thereby lowering her into the seat bit by bit, Elle slowly pushed upward on her inflating and cushiony cheeks. Her head swiveled back and forth with worry and amazement, floppy ears flying all over the place as she rose.

“DAah! Nooooo! I wan’t MORE not LESS!” Sam whined, looking down at the cushiony rear that, to her, had always been a part of her.

Quint had to tear his gaze away from the fluffy bunny on the couch, who looked down with shocked amazement at her sexy cheeks that swellled from her hips and pushed her up in the seat.

Even with the pad in her panties containing her improved flow, a bit of a wet spot began to show at it’s edge.

“W-wow.” she murmured under her breath.

“What a babe!” Raven said, bumping her roomy in the shoulder as she picked up the die for her turn.

“Uh… eeny meany miney toe… That one!” she said, closing her eyes and pointing right at Quint.

Eyes still closed, she rolled a “5” dropping the Elle-infatuated boy to 18 hp.

With a wide grin, Quint obligingly made a guttural sound of pain in response.

Laughing at the absurdity, Raven drew, pulling another of the “BBBPC or all” cards (Butt, Breasts, Balls, Pussy, Cock or all of the above)

“Oooh, things are about to get very interesting!” Raven said, rolling.

Sam dramatically fake?-cried over in her corner, clearly jealous of all the great cards the others were getting.

The moist cutie by Raven tried to move to a more comfortable sitting position but the combination of her huge ass cheeks, stretching her pants too tight and the moisture that was quickly overcoming her quick fix in the bathroom earlier made that difficult.

“Oh!” Raven said appreciatively at the “5” on the table. “So you’re going to be hung, but how hung?”

Quint gulped, both giddy but unsure of how much of a monster he wanted to be carrying around.

“AHHA! Very big boy indeed!” Raven laughed with glee. The second “5” showing a sizable increase to be had.

“Yeah… uh, how much is that?” he said aloud, remembering then that Quint’s ass increase from earlier had been a “5”, and, well, that was a lot. He couldn’t help the quick peek at the since transferred cheeks over on the cutie on the other couch. The way that she was wiggling back and forth was just so… adorable.

“Any last words before we pop this firecracker?” Raven asked, again holding the die to roll awareness.

“Uhhm-”

“Too late!” she said, rolling, somehow, a third “5”. (author here, idk how that happened but ok).

“g-OH GOD.” Quint couldn’t help the sudden bending forward in his seat as the swelling began. In moments he was hard, his average length pushing into the fabric of his jeans as it swole. With heaving breaths, he watched the thing inside of his jeans stretch down his leg, widening and lengthening in equal measure. 7 inches, 9 inches, 10 inches, slowing as it neared the end of it’s journey.

Somewhere just past a foot, it looked like he’d smuggled a veiny, hard sandwich inside of his pants.

“Fuck, man. If you need to take care of something then please go do it!” Raven said, giving the rod of flesh inside of his jeans a once over.

That brought Quint back to reality (or whatever this is), enough so to at least place his hands over the thing that had to be pulling enough blood for a limb. He worried for the integrity of his jeans momentarily, he could feel the tension in how tight that one leg was pulling at his skin with all of the extra mass that had been stuffed inside.

“Uh… yeah, sorry about that, you know… time of the month and all.” Apparently none of the others realized this was a transformation as they just shrugged, looking to Elle to finish the game.

Elle however was paying particular attention to the thing that threatened to break through the seams of his jeans. She licked her lips absently, eyes nearly sparkling, a hand moments away from reaching for her sodden slit.

“Earth to Elle, I say, earth to Elle!” Raven intoned, waving her hand in front of the girl.

“Oh! Uh… yeah… sorry.” She looked around sheepishly, picking up the die and giving Quint’s throbbing mass one last sidelong glance before turning to the task of deciding on who to attack.

“Sorry for uh…” She said towards Sam, giving a sidelong look at her own ass. “So… yeah, I’ll attack you and hope you get something good… ok?”

Sam’s petulant sitting position shifted slightly and her gaze moved enough to look towards Elle. she merely gave a nod before turning back to the wall, a look like an annoyed child on her face.

“OK.” she rolled, dealing “5” damage (eventually I’ll stop rolling 5’s… I think?) and dropping Sam to 17 hp.

With a nod to herself, she drew a card.

“Special! Elastic! (pick a color)”

Well that was odd, it just wanted her to pick a color?

Looking at the girl to be changed, “What’s your favorite color?”

Sam gave the girl an angry look that subsided after a couple moments. Sighing, she replied “Gold, I like gold”

With a nod “gold it is” she rolled awareness.

“What does color have to do with this?” Quint wondered aloud, just managing to get his monstrous trouser snake under control, its half-hard girth still pulling his pant leg taught.

“Ah…” Elle, looked back at Quint to reply but was cut short as she could still see the bulge in his pants despite it’s shrunken state. She blushed, forgetting that she’d meant to say something.

“Nice, I like to watch.” Raven said, seeing the “1” on the table. A moment later she seemed to realize what she’d just said. “Er… I mean, not like that… I like to watch this, you know, change thingy... “ She sighed aloud. “Whatever.”

Both Quint and Elle looked Raven’s way, Quint with a loud chuckle and Elle with a more subdued laughter. Both turned back as a sound of shock emanated from the recliner and Sam’s body began to change.

“Oh, wow, that feels weird!” Sam said in a rush, rising in her seat and looking down on her body. The whole of her form… shifted, her skin seeming to ripple under her clothes. She shook, hands grasping the sides of her chair and eyes rolling as waves rippled one after the other up her body, each one tinged at it’s peak with a flash of gold. Steadily as wave after wave rolled up her shaking and sweaty form, more of the gold color remained in her skin until all that remained was a vibrant metallic sheen. Yet the waves did not subside. By now the girl had fallen into her seat, continuing to react with blissful quakes as each wave crested her form. The ripples continued, further changing the hue but seeming to rise, not in height but by the troughs digging deeper into her, causing the metallic but slightly translucent color to sink into her body.

It took only a few more of the curious waves rippling through her to complete the change. Shivering, but all signs of sweat vanished, she rose slowly in her seat. Her whole body, from the hair on her head to the toes peeking out of her sandals was now the slightly translucent metallic gold color she called her favorite. Not “see-through” per-say, but translucent enough that the other’s could see a couple of inches inside of her “skin” (if it can be called that). No organs or veins could be seen within the transformed girl but she still animated like a human, golden eyes moving about inside golden sockets, wavy golden hair swishing back and forth as she observed the transformation.

Curious, Sam pushed a hand into the golden skin of her arm. She watched in awe as, with enough pressure, her golden hand began to sink inside her elastic “flesh”.

She looked up at the others, an almost wild look somehow translating despite her supernatural features.

“SO. FUCKING. AWESOME!”

Elle's ears flipped excitedly as she watched the jelly girl’s reaction.

“Wow, so… how the flying fuck does that work?” Raven asked, leaning forward with a hand under her chin and elbow resting on her knee. Her cock stood hard inside her pants, bulging into the fabric.

“Like, I can see inside you, there’s nothing there. How do you survive?”

Sam stopped poking her skin in various places, watching her body conform around her extremities to reply.

“I don’t know exactly how I know, but basically I just need some sort of liquid to survive, doesn't really matter what liquid, as long as it’s liquid-ey enough.”

Her golden features drew into a look of concentration.

“And I think I can…” She hopped out of her seat, running off towards the kitchen where the majority of the party congregated, barely seconds later returning with a plastic cup of something.

“Alright.” She blew air out of her metallic lips before tipping the cup back and chugging it down.

The others watched curiously as the thin gap between her esophagus and the skin of her neck let them all see the fluid running down into her body.

Once finished with the drink. “Phew, that hits much harder like thish.'' At the tail end of the sentence she began to slur her words.

She blinked a couple of times and then closed them, concentrating. At first no one saw anything, but then slowly the three other players watched the golden girl’s perky chest begin to swell outwards. It was a very slow process, only barely visible to them but it was without a doubt growing steadily.

One or at most two cup sizes later the swelling stopped and Sam breathed out a sigh of relief again.

“Pretty awesome if I do say so.” she said, twisting about to show off her gelatinous tits which jiggled in her clothing more than a pair of small c’s should normally.

The others sat at a loss for words, this was by and far the craziest transformation to happen thus far.

“Oh this is so exciting!” She said as she reached for the die.

“Uh… Raven!” she decided as she rolled the die, knocking another point off of her hp to 19.

“Be right back! I need more to drink! Uh.. somebody grab my card!” as she ran off towards the kitchen again.

The party-ers she passed by gave the gooey girl curious and appreciative looks at her golden visage, not showing any of the alarm that seeing a being such as she should cause.

Quint picked up the card, reading aloud for the others to hear.

“Special: Living Clothes”

He flipped it over and back again. “Huh, looks like it’s not one where she gets to pick anything, just says the living clothes thing. Any idea what that means Raven?”

Raven shook her head with a worried look, her pony tail of black hair flipping behind her. “No, but I don’t really like the idea of my clothes being alive… is it like, they’re going to be another person I can communicate with or something?”

It was then that the jelly girl returned carrying the whole punch bowl. Filled to the brim with the intoxicating liquid, she barely had an issue carrying it on one hand, though spilling over the edges occasionally as she nearly skipped her way back.

“So what’d I miss?”

She tipped the whole bowl back, and with a series of “glug”s, began to empty the liquid down her gullet. The liquid spilled over the sides of her mouth, getting all over her clothes though seeming to disappear beneath the stained cloth as her body absorbed it into her.

Draining nearly half the bowl, “Hehehe, *hic!” she slouched back, cradling it in her hands, her belly rounded ever so slightly.

“Uh… well, Raven got something called ‘living clothes’.” Quint said, showing the drunken girl the card.

“Mmm… sounds fun…” Sam said as she squinted, trying to make the absorbed liquid move to her ass but it was just a bit harder than the last time… probably because she was using ****?

“Yess… butt cheeks!” she wiggled back and forth, feeling the growth swelling and rounding out her tiny rear. Her bloated tummy at the same time shrunk down.

“Yeah, just waiting for you to roll again, Sam.” Raven said as she worriedly stared at the card on the table.

Elle bumped her roommate's shoulder causing Raven to turn to her. Elle smiled up at her, trying to ease her worry somehow.

“Mmmmh…” Sam appreciatively rubbed along her rounded ass, finally finished with transfering the liquid into it. It was nice to have her bouncy cheeks back.

“OK, living clothes huh? Let's see who gets to remember.” setting the half-finished punch bowl on the side table, she rolled. They all gaped at the “6” facing up.

“So that means…” Elle murmured.

Immediately, they’d all forgotten, returning to idle banter and marveling at Sam’s recent change as things began to shift on Raven’s form.

Her clothes “popped” lines of shredding passing up and down in an instant as they tore asunder and left her body bare as the shreds fluttered to the couch and floor around her. Even naked, firm tits, a slight six pack and her solid nine incher laying in the open, nobody paid attention to the peculiarity.

Then, from her center, a black-ish blue-ish almost latex-like fabric began to move outward across her skin. Like a living organism, it moved across her skin as some amoeba-like being, searching, as it expanded in every direction. Thin and darkly blue, it molded to the contours of her athletic skin, becoming a second layer to her taut body. It conformed over her tits, clearly delineating the round nubs and each small bump there. Small fibrous hairs extended from the inside of the bluish skin to caress her mounds, the tips being pulled like some sort of suction into the “clothing” causing her nipples to poke out obviously.

It curled across the gap between her legs, quickly wrapping around the length of her stubbly cock and balls (the qb groomed obviously). Immediately the second skin that had engulfed her member began to move back and forth, secreting a liquid that both created friction and allowed it to move more fluidly over her rapidly hardening length. The insides between the two quickly began to warm up as some chemical reaction was happening in the liquid that nestled there.

The being pushed inside of her sphincter, forming tentacle-ish feelers as it reached further and further up her rear entry, both causing stimulation and absorbing any errant excrement. At one particular nub within her ass, a bulb formed in the “clothing” which suctioned to it, vibrating dully for even more stimulation.

Her perky, athlete’s cheeks, the small swells of muscle across her back, and similarly muscled thighs, arms and shoulders. Every inch of her body from below the neck lay just underneath this darkly blue skin which itself seemed to almost have a subtle heart beat to it.

“Gha! fuuuuck...” Raven said aloud, her eyes rolling back for a moment and biting down on her lip.

She managed to settle herself, but just barely, a brightness to her cheeks as she continued. “Sorry, I guess Vega’s feeling left out today.”

Quint looked at her with a consoling look of worry while Elle rubbed the second skin at her shoulder. That small rubbing made her shudder, physical contact on the skin being transferred as a heightened sense because of the nature of Vega, the living clothing.

Somehow, she’d been born with this thing. The parasite had grasped onto her in the womb and conformed to her as she grew from a small bundle of cells into a human. By the time she had been born it was too connected to her physically, parts of it connecting straight into her central nervous system and basic bodily functions. The doctors didn’t know what to do. Even though it was odd, out of the ordinary, it didn’t seem to impede her physical functions. In fact, the parasite seemed to only strengthen the girl by the painful grip of the baby’s hand on the nurse's finger.

Now, as a grown woman, that parasitic strength made her the highlight of the college’s athletes. Able to perform on a level not seen at the school before, she had scholarships enough that she paid nothing for this college that she’d picked.

Breathing heavily, Raven slouched back into the cushions, a look of blissful concentration on her features as Vega continued to suck, feather and rub the dickgirl’s many soft points. Vega could feel it too, the stimulation. Connected straight into Raven’s brain, she knew exactly what the girl liked. What stimulation would be best to cause her to release that delicious, thick sperm.

Transformations:

Quint: 18

Attraction to Elle +3 (All aware)

Cock +5 (Target aware)

Raven: 19

Swapped genitals with QB Ben (Target Unaware)

Special: Living clothes (all unaware)

Elle: 21

Furry Fun!, Bunny Bounty-bunny ears, wet pussy, libido bump, smell attraction (All aware)

Big ass from Sam's change (all aware)

Sam: 17

Ass +5 (Target Unaware)

Swap Ass with Elle (all aware)

Special: Elastic, Gold (All aware)