Sky is an ice cream machine now

Jackie handed Willow the die. Willow was by far the most nervous out of the 4 girls, and definitely the most quiet. She nonetheless accepted the die, and looked across the table at Sky. They both gulped nervously, as Willow rolled the die across the table at Sky, landing on a 4 and reducing her to 16HP. Then, 3 fourths of the table were in deep anticipation, and in some ways, excitement. Willow drew a card, and read it aloud.

“Food Producer. Your target seems like they could use some more nutritional value, literally! Choose a food or drink for your target to produce whenever they hear their name. (Don’t worry, no one will be able to avoid saying their name at least once, even if they try. there are starving children out there you know!)”

Sky looked ...confused. She began to question the card, sounding somehow crazier than the first one, but a different thought immediately **** its way into her mind

“How is- …w…what are you going to make me….produce-?

Willow was completely clueless. She looked around for somehow easy answers, to which the ever bubbly Zoey perked up, jiggling her new assets pretty intensely

“Oh! Oh! How about some ice cream! I’m seriously craving something cold and- well, creamy”

Willow looked back at Sky, who instinctively began tensing up, as Willow rolled the awareness die and got a 5. Suddenly, Sky felt deathly chilly, as her chest and crotch felt heavy and cold. She couldn’t help but moan as she felt her nipples and pussy reconstruct into pink fleshy valves. She couldn’t see it, but it currently said ‘Ice Cream Machine’ on her forehead in Neapolitan letters. Once Sky started focusing again, she realized that strangely, no one was paying attention to her anymore-

“W..what happened?”

Zoey turned to Sky

“Hm? Whadda you mean, Sky?”

Sky suddenly tensed up and practically froze in place with her arms at her sides, before she felt the somehow unmistakable feeling of soft-served ice cream pooling in her underwear. On the outside, it looked as if her nipples had hardened through her clothes into the shapes of valves, with big wet splotches slowly growing on the underside of her boobs, and between her legs. She’d have been moaning by now If she wasn’t still stiff. Zoey giggled slightly, before apologizing.

“Oops! Sorry Sky, my bad”

Jackie looked over, wincing slightly at the unenviable situation of her ice cream machine friend.

“Wow, yeah Sky I just don’t think this whole ‘clothes’ deal is working for you, you should probably just go back to not wearing anything”

Prompted by her name, She continued to produce ice cream. Not only was producing ice cream a near orgasmic sensation, but It became evident to her that she was unable to to talk or even move while she was producing. Slowly her bra and panties became more and more swollen and soaked with ice cream, practically ruining them. Finally a moment later, Sky finished, and immediately started panting, and shivering. She was completely overwhelmed with stimulation at this point. Not just from the likely pounds of ice cream in her undergarments, or the incredible feeling of making that ice cream, but also from the fact that it became clear to her that this game truly does follow through. As far as her friends knew, she’d always been like this. Hell, she thought about it, and realized that she could (and probably should) legitimately just ditch her clothes at this point. This turned out to be an easy, though unavoidably embarrassing decision to make. And definitely made her feel more like an ice cream machine than a person at the moment. She finally spoke a bit.

“I’m.. going to go wash these..”

Zoey smiled and waved as the ice cream machine left to clean her clothes

“You got it Sky! And don’t worry, I won’t attack you while you’re gone”

Sky promptly froze in the doorway before soft served ice cream streams started slowly pouring down from her body, chocolate from one boob, strawberry from the other, and vanilla from her pussy. Zoey couldn’t help but innocently laugh at little before turning back to the group.

“Okay! Time to get back at one of you”

Zoey said with a dramatic pose that caused her jugs to bounce, to her utter obliviousness