Yonah rolls a 2.

In the brief pause between rolls, Yonah spent time thinking about her current state of the game while the others were talking among themselves.

I can’t trust these guys to turn us back if I don’t win. Hell, I can’t let any of them. They’ll screw up the wish and we’ll all be stuck like this. I have to win. It makes the most sense. Why should they win? Why should I turn them back if I do win?

Yonah took a few more glances at the others while they weren't looking before turning her attention to the game state. With Thomas now out of the way for the lead, Yonah was now only 1 space behind the new leader, Jersey. Yonah hopes to make up a lot of ground here as only a roll of 2 or higher would take the lead. She looked at the game board and saw a purple space four spots ahead, an unknown effect. Perhaps that space’s effect does something that can grant her some advantage like it did for Jersey. She blows on the dice and rolls it.

Only two dots appear on the die when it finishes moving.

“FUCK.”

“Hehehehehehe” Jersey giggles out.

“Aw man…this game isn’t gonna get finished anytime soon is it?” Seth groans out.

“Shut it. I’m working on winning and getting that wish.” Yonah quickly answers.

“I would be further ahead if someone chose to pick the other option for their card.” Thomas shouts out while dramatically turning her attention to Jersey.

“It’s as Ashton did, gotta introduce a little bit of chaos to keep the game interesting.” Jersey defends herself and her actions.

“I respect that.” Ashton comments.

Yonah reaches over and moves her piece only two spaces, which gives her the lead, but is only one space ahead of Jersey. The space she lands on, green.

“Fuck, and it’s a body effect.”

“Good luck with that.” Thomas sarcastically chimes in, clearly not a fan of green spaces.

“Nothing wrong with being a little thick.” Jersey affirms.

“Well Jersey, I wasn’t thick before I became a girl, so…”

“Well, you could’ve used a few pounds in my opinion.”

“I was already perfectly fine with my weight, it was average for a guy my size.”

Yonah ignores the two arguing and reluctantly reaches for the green card.

“Shut up. I’m gonna read the effect now.”

Jersey and Thomas both stop bickering and sit at attention of Yonah.

–

“To the player who complains,

A change to ease the strains.

Let’s get rid of all that meat,

Learn to be nice and petite.”

–

Yonah was not small by any means. While Jersey was the tallest of the group, Yonah was the second tallest, and enjoyed her height above most of the others. In terms of weight, Yonah was also quite comfortable where she was before. However, Yonah was given some well endowed E-cups when Jersey’s card effect turned everyone to the opposite gender. The pencil skirt also highlighted the additional fat that Yonah’s butt developed as well.

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“At least when you’re thinner, you’ll have less strain on your heels, right?”

“I don’t know if that’s how it works. But I’ve never worn heels before, so I wouldn’t know.”

Yonah stared at the card while the others spoke their ideas out loud. Yonah was thinking of doing anything within her power to get back to being a man, even if that meant losing her height that she was used to.

“I’ll become smaller? Sure…why not. I can just change myself back when I win. ‘I Continue’.”

The card fades to black and Yonah clenches her eyes for the change. Nothing immediately happens, but a chill goes up her spine and feels extremely fatigued.

“Whoa.” Yonah feels a headrush hit her.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, just really dizzy. I need to sit.”

Yonah grabs her seat and slowly sits down. Yonah feels an exhaustion set in over her whole body. She flexes her arms, and feels the previous strength she felt is now gone. Her shirt appears to get looser as well. She grabs a bit of cloth around her breasts and sees that the shirt is now baggier than before. As the headrush and fatigue subside, she attempts to stand up again. Her hips have also slimmed down as she realizes that the skirt isn’t digging in as tightly as before. Her shoulders and back feel lighter, as if missing a counter weight on the front. Unfortunately, her feet still hurt from the heels, but she feels some relief in putting less weight down on them. After the card finishes the last of the changes to her body, her clothes suddenly shrunk and adjusted to fit her new form.

“Damn, I thought these would hurt less.” Yonah looks down at her heels again.

“Don’t heels hurt because you walk more on the ball of your foot?”

“How would you know that Thomas?”

“Cause I grew up with sisters that also complained about it. And they were smaller than you, well, before the card effect.”

“I was gonna continue regardless of the pain or not.” Yonah snaps back.

She examines herself, realizing that this is now becoming a constant and normal thing for her. She stands up again and realizes that she is now the shortest out of everyone.

“Hmm, not bad actually.” Yonah says to herself.

“I don’t know, I would’ve liked to keep the E cups in my opinion.” Jersey comments.

“Jersey, I’m not trying to be a woman, remember.”

“Well yeah, but why not enjoy it while you have it, right? When will this occasion ever happen again? Thomas is making the most of it.”

“SHUT IT.”

Jersey snickers at Thomas’ response.

Yonah dwells on Jersey’s comment a little bit.

It’s your fault we’re like this Jersey. Don’t even try to talk right now. I’m not trying to be a girl.

Yonah goes back to her spot around the game.

“I’m good now. You can go Seth.”

She slides the die over to the next player.