The first round - Getting started

-small change to the mechanics of awareness from “player unaware” to “decider unaware” so whoever selects the transformation remembers instead of the transformed in that instance.

“Since it’s your special occasion, why don’t you go first V?” Jane said as she finished setting up the comparatively simple board and putting the few pieces out that represented the five of them sitting there.

“You sure? I don’t even really know how the game goes yet.” the beauty said as she sat up to get a closer look at the knock-off monopoly figures all collected at the starting point.

Silky fabric slid across her smooth skin as she leaned over the few items arrayed next to the flashing screen pointing up at the ceiling. She had perhaps over-dressed for the occasion, but that was far from odd for the model to do. The gleaming dress hung to her curvy figure in the hips and bust where she drew the most attention even if her face was implacable.

“Mm… how about the funny looking hat.” she picked.

“It’s okay, im pretty sure it just tells you what the next step is as you play.” Jane replied to V’s earlier question.

Sure enough, on the screen, the image of a six sided die rolling followed by a moving board piece flashed.

“Oh? I didn’t really think about that, but that’s actually kinda convenient.” Kelley chimed in, leaning curiously over to watch the flashing image which continued to pump occasional short bumps of excitable music out of its base.

“Probably because you were too busy thinking about your bro’s package. Seriously, sis, that’s just horrible.” Kyle helpfully added in with a sad shake of the head.

A moment later the sound of a loud “slap” was followed by a shout from the pesky brother.

“And you’re the one calling me ‘fucking gross’.” Kelley growled as she returned to her seat beside Venice.

“Um… I’m just gonna get started I guess.” Venice said with a shake of the head and a small grin.

Rolling the lone six sided die, it stopped on a “4”

“And let's see… what does it say next?” venice hunched over, watching as the image shifted to a spinning wheel with eight options listed from “you decide (aware)” all the way to an option that said "another decides (reality shifts)”.

“Kind of an odd game Jane. Are we supposed to like… do some role playing here?” Kelley asked as Venice pushed a springy protrusion on the side that produced a satisfying spin and clicking noise from the image being shown.

“Uh… noo… its not exactly role play…” Jane mumbled as she excitedly watched the spinner stop on “You decide (unaware others)”.

The group settled into silence as they all sat watching the model spin the wheel four more times, twice on a spinner that showed points options and another two times for categories labeled as “mental”, “physical”, and “unique. This last spinner also caused wording to appear in the center each time she finished the spin, declaring the specific item related to that category selected.

They all watched as Venice hunched over, transfixed by the image and sounds as she pulled and released the mechanism that controlled each spinner similar to the way a digital pinball machine might release the ball.

Eventually the music blared and a voice declared “Here are your choices!” followed by an excited shout of “now tell us? Woooooooould you ratherrrr?!”

Mental-Corruption-100 points

or…

Mental-Ambisexual attraction-double or nothing-100>200 points

“I just… pick one?” Venice said with a confused glance in Jane’s direction

“yeah!” the confusingly excited Jane said

Venice was less than convinced that Jane was being completely forthright with them considering the way she was just barely biting her lip as she looked at the image.

“Ohhh just pick the one with more points already!” Kyle sighed as he got up and started walking towards the kitchen. “Im gonna get something to drink. You got any more of those juice-in-the-bag thingamawhats?” he yelled.

“You mean caprisun?” Jane said after a moment of confused staring off towards the kitchen.

“Oh hell yeah!” the blonde boy could be heard rummaging loudly through the fridge.

Meanwhile Venice sat, staring distractedly off into the distance, expression both confused and startled.

She’d done as Kyle suggested, picked the “ambisexual attraction” option. At first there was nothing, just the same silly friends sitting around, listening as possibly the goofiest of the bunch battled with ketchup bottles and radishes in the back.

But then she noticed how Kelley was leaning up against her… of the swells of her chest rising and falling with her warm breath. How they rubbed up against her arm as they sat, forming just slightly around the slight muscle of her dark skin. It stirred something inside her that she didn’t immediately recognize, a swelling warmth deep in her chest that was usually reserved for more masculine company.

An image sprung to mind, the impulse to turn her head a fraction and see what her blonde-haired friend’s lips might taste like…

“Alright, I think that’s my turn now?” Jane asked.

“That is, unless you want to go next Kelley, we could totally go whichever way of ‘wise’ that we want, I think.” she spoke to the girl sitting on the opposite side of Venice.

“Nah, it’s cool.” Kelley waved off Jane, clearly less interested in the game after that last anticlimactic round.

She could see no great change in the game board interface, just a marker saying that Venice had 200 points now.

What choice those 200 points had come with? She couldn’t remember. Yet that fact didn’t bother her that much. There had most likely been something else than just Venice gaining 200 points but Kelley couldn’t seem to **** the matter more to herself more than to recognize that Venice had a turn and she’d gotten 200 points for her efforts. Nothing felt wrong with the logic of it either.

Kelley smiled as she realized her closeted dark-skinned friend was beginning to show how uncomfortable she was with their close proximity. It would be fine to tease her a little.

“Oh, this should be exciting!” Jane murmured just a little too loud for it to be only to herself.

She’d moved quick once she’d realized it was her turn, placing her piece six spots forwards on the board and then spinning the awareness spinner to show “another decides (reality shift)”. One by one each of their names that they’d input into the game lit up, slowing down and eventually stopping on the ever quiet Samara.

“Woohoo.” Kelley said rather un-dramatically.

“Seriously, when does the interesting part start Jane? So far we’ve just seen you two roll some dice and then spin a fake wheel around for far too long.”

Kyle returned as Kelley spoke, sitting down with a whole box of the juice pouches before he pulled one out and jammed the straw in the wrong end.

“Give her a break Kells, she’s having fun and V looks like she’s figured it out so just chill.” he said before slurping the whole pouch in one go.

Kelley glanced at Venice, seeing her slightly disturbed expression. Nah, that completely looked like she was just suffering from her mild case of “girl attraction”

“I-I’m not sure… but I think…” Venice spoke, watching the circular screen with tepid interest.

Once again the words flashed and a voice spoke declaring the “would you rather” options.

Unique - profession (librarian) - 150

Or

Mental - hyper fetish - jackpot 500

“Well? Which one’s it gonna be Sam?” Kyle spoke aloud as he slurped loudly on what was probably his sixth juice pouch. “I mean, seems easy to me, just pick the one that gives the other player less points so she doesn’t get a lead. Y’know, if the point of the game is to just have the most points.” he said with a self satisfied grin and a belch.

“Hmm.” Kelley added, leaning on one palm upraised to her chin, staring contemplative on the colorful screen. “There’s that but that’s also really boring. Maybe it’s like an apples to apples kinda thing where you try and match up these options to people so they can go ‘oh look I’ve got a hyper kink!’”.

All through the twins’ conversation, Kelley leaned against her couch buddy, trying to get the closeted model to the point where even her dark skin couldn’t hide her arousal.

On the floor, Sam sat, watching between strands of long dark hair as the twins exchanged their thoughts.

“Maybe just go with what Kyle said, Sam, it makes enough sense. Maybe as the game goes forward we’ll learn differently but that's as sound a strategy as any for now.” Venice said.

Venice’s swimming vision had cleared some after the initial rush of unfamiliar emotion. Oh, she felt the touch of her friend, of those soft tits…but she could at least focus now. Maybe it was just something in the air or she needed a drink. Now that she was looking around, she noticed that all of her friends looked just a bit more attractive to the model. By the second, Venice was becoming more certain that the game had actually changed her.

Samara pressed down on the “unique - profession (librarian) - 150” option, locking it in. Jane’s point total shot up and… nothing seemed to happen.

Kelley sighed.

“Jane, this is kind of cool, the flashing screen and sounds. I don't think I’ve ever seen something so obnoxious before but when do we get to the meat of this?”

Jane sat criss-cross in her soft pajamas, her hoodie with its image of a recent close up of far off galaxies hiding the swell of her chest and the rest below. Like out of a stereotypical anime, she pointed with a finger, raising her glasses back into place on her small nose.

“Just give it a round Kelley, I promise it’ll be amazing!” the bookworm spoke with finality.

Kelley sighed once again, glancing over at her brother as he once again burped but with an empty box now down at his feet with all the pouches flung about.

“Fine, but somebody’s gonna have to do this idiot’s turn for him if he somehow manages to get drunk off of juice again.”

Samara was up next and quietly rolled her dice, moving four spaces, landing in the same spot as Venice, before moving onto the several spins required and then the screen again flashed animatedly and the voice joyously declared her time to choose.

You decide (unaware others)

“Would you Rather”

Unique - profession sex worker - double or nothing 200 > 400 points

Or

Physical - grow shorter - 100 points

“Well, you wanna sell your body to random dudes on the street or do you want to be down here with the rest of us short folks?” Kyle said with a slap of the knee.

“Phbbt, you fuckin’ wish someone would pay you to strip naked.” Kelley added with an eye roll.

“Hey!” Kyle looked at his sister like she’d just stabbed him.

Quietly, Sam glanced around from the pair of twins to Venice looked like she was having trouble deciding where she should look. Then on to Jane who seemed to be fighting self interests between watching her friends bickering on the other end of the table and staring at the screen with a semblance of arousal in her expression.

She decided to do as they’d been doing so far, to focus on point totals and selected the “unique - profession sex worker” option, making her point total jump to the highest on the board with 400.

The twisting in her head and gut she could do without however.

No one else seemed to notice her sudden jerk forward as what felt like an ethereal hammer slammed into her head… but from the inside, right behind her eyes. Immediately any pain dissipated thankfully, but what was left in its wake was worrying in its own right, never mind the circumstances that had preceded.

She could remember taking pictures… never of her face, she made sure to cover her face, instead always focused on showing just the tall paleness that was her body… from her toes (some requests only focused here) up to her neck… usually nude and more recently, sometimes with full video involving… toys.

“Aight, your up bro, I know it’s hard but don’t break anything, okay” Kelley said loudly as her brother moved up to pick up the dice.

“Fuck you, tits for brains.” he said with a chuckle.

Sam stared down at her chest, her palms raised before her as she stared at the deep v in her top that had inexplicably doubled in length so that even a part of her pale stomach could be seen.

She could remember setting up an appointment, given that V was leaving, was moving to greater things, that had motivated the shy girl to do something for herself. To use some funds to invest in breast implants to further her own professional life.

Except none of these memories were her own. They layered atop her old ones, which felt somehow… dimmer than before. In her gut she knew that those old memories bore no physical reality over her anymore, that they were more as if she’d read a story of this other Samara. Even just sitting in the presence of her friends she could feel the changes just outside of her new profession as well, a confidence in her body that she’d never known, before she had been uncertain of these clothes and how exposed she felt with her small breasts being partially visible. Yet she was dressed even more provocatively now and she felt only a phantom passing of her old timidity.

“Lucky seven!” Kyle shouted as he rolled the six sided die. He rolled a six which put him in the lead with Jane.

He went through the instructions, one by one spinning the five spinners and in the end producing this...

Another decides (Jane) - Unaware others

Physical - Shrink cock - 100 points

Or

Mental - Intelligence boost - 100 points

“Fuck. Well that’s obvious. I’m gonna take the intelligence boost, Stacy would never go out with me if my di-…” Kyle’s jaw stopped mid-sentence as he realized what he had been about to say.

“Dude, stop worrying about your dick size.” Kelley chortled at her blushing brother. “I’m pretty sure your shitty manners scared the girl away anyways.”

Beside Kelley, a somewhat recovered Venice chuckled at the back and forth, her buxom chest bouncing lightly in the silky garb cinched to her.

“Sorry Kyle I’m shrinking your dick! For science!” Jane said as she pressed the option for “shrink cock”. She watched on, staring at where she imagined his bulge was and thinking that just maybe she could see the shift just barely in the cloth.

“Uh… why are you staring at me like that Jane? Got some of that capri-whatever on my nuts?” Kyle asked as he wiped at his junk, finding nothing amiss despite just a tiny bit more of a slipstream passing between his legs.

“And you can’t talk Kells, your shit’s just as messy as mine!” he said with a pointed finger in his sister's direction.

“Irrelevant! Finally I’m up!” Kelley said, sitting up and making sure to brush against Venice’s shoulder with one of her pert breasts.

The small gasp that came from her was extremely satisfying.

She rolled a 4, placing herself next to both Venice and Samara.

“Wow, nobody landed on any of the Action squares this round.” Jane noted as Kelley went to spin the wheel.

“Action squares? Oh!?” Kelley said, apparently noticing the bold lettering for the first time.

She spun the awareness first.

Another decides (Venice) (unaware decider)

Mental - increased androsexual attraction (masculine) - 250

Or

Physical - grow shorter - 100

“So it looks like Venice gets to choose?” Jane said, still just a little too excited by the prospect.

“Hey, Vee Bee-stie. Hook a girl up and send her that two fitty.” Kelley said, making sure her tits played into the equation as much as possible as she leaned against the other girl.

“You seriously called me, what, ‘Vee-Beestie?” Venice stared at her friend deadpan, seemingly somehow unaffected by the other girl’s perky orbs butting up against her shoulder for once.

“Uh… yeah it’s like a pet name er- something?” Kelley tried to backpedal awkwardly.

Venice rolled her eyes “Yep, welcome to the short queens.” she said as she dramatically slapped down on the “physical - grow shorter” option.

“Heey-” Kelley had begun to argue but then she just suddenly… shifted. It was as if she’d just hopped an inch off the cushions and fallen back into them but… without moving herself?

She glanced over at the girl beside her, a confused look on her face as she recognized the slightly off feeling she was getting.

Was she slightly… lowered?

Venice was pretty short and while Kelley was not giant, she could usually sit here and see the top of the dark-skinned girl’s head easily. It seemed less-easy now she realized as she stretched out her back to help gain some height.

Then she remembered the option that the girl she was staring at had just selected.

“You’re telling me this thing actually fucking WORKS?!” she ended the phrase with a shout, glaring at Jane with all the ferocity usually reserved for her brother when he was actually being a dick.

Jane merely shrugged with raised hands, merriment gleaming in her bespectacled gaze.

“I said it would get interesting.” Came Jane's ever so smug reply.

Kelley’s fuming at having just been physically reduced was not helped by the presence of her brother bouncing next to her, berating her ears with a constant series of “what is it?” “tell me!” “what’d you find out?” and “why do you look so short”.