round 6: final

“Fuuuuck you’re so Biiig!”

Jane’s chubby white thighs pumped against the massive wobbling mass of one of her girlfriend’s newly expanded tits, her arms splayed to either side caressing the squishy orb. Glassy eyes stared off to one side as she pressed one cheek into her partner's pliant breast, breathing heavily as her turgid cock mashed, leaving trails of gleaming clear liquid across the soft skin.

Above, laying atop her own massively oversized tits, Kelley watched with an amused smirk, bare feet waving in the air behind her and her new quartet of sandbag-like cushions while she leaned on a palm, her elbow sinking leisurely into her own tit-flesh.

It had taken the majority of their group to reposition the girl and her hyper-ified breasts into a more convenient position. A half hour of moving furniture, holding Kelley in place while the others moved the crazy heavy tits piecemeal. It would have taken longer if they had not had Venice to take care of the brunt of the weight. Even the pre-feminized version of Kyle would have difficulty competing against Venice’s natural robotic strength in a head on physical comparison.

By the end, the four friends (minus Samara who seemed even less capable now after seeing Kelley’s hyperfication happen for a second time) all were breathing heavily and not just because of the strenuous act of moving so much jiggly flesh. Decency was becoming a rare commodity as the group of friends seemed to be either losing or tearing through clothing steadily as the game had progressed. By now, only Kyle’s (mostly) feminine shape could be called fully clothed. All except for his nearly constantly present bulge that is.

Jane had moved straight into smearing her pre across her girlfriend’s exposed orbs while the others moved back to their own spots, each showing signs of their own excitement at seeing their friend changed into something so… “excessive”.

None seemed to notice how odd it could be for Jane to be acting like Samara had been. Her lack of propriety as she mashed her steely rod against the wobbly balloon, growing closer to release by the second, wasn’t all that odd to their minds.

She did stuff like this at the library all the time anyways. It was known that if one needed a bit of relief while perusing the many books at the schools library, there was always the sluttily dressed futa-librarian that was always available for a quick fuck. She may be a bit more “aggressive” now with her change in dominance from earlier but this was completely within normal activity for the slightly chubby dick-girl.

“guuUUAahhh…” She moaned, eyes rolling and knees locking at an awkward angle as a few heavy splurts of thick splooge shot straight up, catching in her shirt and cleavage with only the smallest amount escaping to catch against her chin.

Venice’s eyes seemed to not want to release the view of the futa climaxing against a chest big enough to play four-corners on. A thought strayed through her mind as she reached for the game-board, of what it might feel like to play into the side of her that had always been curious of “bigger and better”.

The moment was broken as she reached, the “action” card from earlier took effect. Her lacey bra disappeared from her svelte, seductive form. Perfect, chocolatey skin, sculpted by artists and designed by engineers bounced free from the non-existant garment, no less affected by gravity than when she’d had something to “hold” them.

Only a twinge of thought passed through her mind, the realization that her “perfect” breasts just couldn’t quite compare when her friends were so much bigger…

She rolled a 6, landing just shy of the “finish”. Her heart stirred, seeing that she had miraculously landed once again on an “action” tile.

“Holy fuck, how many is that now?” Kyle said, his higher tone of voice sounding eerily the same to that of his sister’s.

“Five, I think…” Venice replied, shaking her head, spinning the wheel’s that danced with lights on the screen.

You decide - Reality shift

Mental - Milk lover - (Double or Nothing 100) 200

Or

Unique - Relationship/Family (Samara) - 250

Sadly, neither seemed to be a way for Venice to become “bigger”. Maybe with “Milk Lover”, but so far the mental changes seemed to only do as they said “on the tin” so that didn’t seem likely. Going by the fact that changes were almost always lewd, she was fairly certain what sort of mental change it would cause for her.

She glanced to the side, seeing the blitzed-out girl, still lewdly moaning, midway through what was probably her hundredth orgasm of the night.

What would that be like? To have a… sister? They did look around the same age after all…

Venice hadn’t really had family, she’d had the technicians and scientists. Some of them might be called a parent, but was that just in the sense that they’d created her?

Occasionally she ran across one of her “sisters”, those who carried the same model number as she, but they weren’t usually that “full of life”. She could talk to them, have a conversation, but there just always felt like there was something missing to the connection. Like there was some layer beneath what was actually being said that just… wasn’t there.

Her gaze danced across the others, seeing the “lovers” making out now while Kyle blushed furiously trying not to stare too conspicuously at anyone in-particular.

She loved all her friends, they each treated her as an equal despite how much her growing fan-base seemed to idolize her.

However Samara was the one she had always felt the most… alike, in an odd way. Despite her fame as a model and the confidence that brought with it, she’d always felt a… kinship? to the tall and shy girl currently moaning in a puddle on the floor. Maybe it was something vain, but whenever the group was together, Venice would always try to include her friend more actively in whatever they were doing. Not because she had some personal interest in seeing the group “mesh” or something like that, rather she thought she understood that Samara didn’t want to be the one to intrude, that she needed an “in” in order to feel like she truly belonged there.

In a weird way Venice thought she could sympathize with the girl’s presence on the fringes, in that feeling of being separate from the others, if for slightly different reasons…

“Unique - Relationship/family (Samara)” lit up as Venice’s delicate digit pressed down.

She blinked, leaning forwards, her exposed contrasting nipples pointing below her in the slightly chilly air, the fine arch of her back and impossibly tiny waist leading down to her bubbly behind resting in the seat behind her..

Right, she had to pick up an action card!

“GgghghpGhgh…”

She smirked as she read her card, glancing just once at her tall sister’s cute-yet-mindless look of bliss. The girl lay back fully splayed, sticky clear lubricant plastered all across her body and the floor around her. More bubbled out of her synthetic pussy as her fingers continued to roam possessively over the flared lips.

Sam had always taken more to their namesake as objects of sex than V. The others were unaware because of how shy she was, but Venice knew her sister was just as popular online as Venice was in the modeling world. While Venice would walk the runway in revealing cloth, her sister would spend her nights in front of a camera with even less on and while using one of those overly-large objects she kept in her closet.

Yet this was a whole other level. Never had V known her sis to just… orgasm over and over and over…

“Phantom tongues until you cum” She read off from the action card.

Again, she glanced at her barely-there sis. She shrugged.

“Might as well join the crowd.”

Instantly she regretted the decision however as she was reminded by the fact that she had not one but two non-organic pussy’s, each built for maximal pleasure for all participants. She gasped, leaning back into her seat, her chest rising as the two tips there visibly engorged, her impossible hourglass in stark reveal as her back undulated with the rhythm of the invisible and intangible tongues varnishing across both sets of hidden folds.

“Mmm… I want what she’s having…” Jane purred into the kiss with her lover.

Stringy spit connected the two as they separated, both breathing heavily as Jane pulled back from the immoveable breast-monster.

“Hmhmm… don’t complain…” Kelley giggled dreamily, one hand roaming down the front of the geeky futa, fingers lazily wrapping around the leaking mast between those plump thighs.

“Fuck… j-just play” came a wrasping whine off to one side.

Kelley turned to her “bro” her grinning eyes running up and down his new shape with a devious glint. Like looking at a picture of herself, just without the massive tits and the unquestionable bulge of this beauty’s hard as fuck boner.

“What, are you getting all pent up, ‘bro’? Getting a little too excited watching your sis getting it on with her girlfriend, dontcha think?” she smiled.

“Ahgha… no, I’m just…” he whined, shifting his newly thickened thighs, blushing cheeks turned aside.

Kelley turned back to the futa beside her.

“Think we should throw him a bone, love? Maybe you can make use of that hot new ass of his…” she said, as her eyes roamed down her lover’s bare midriff to the leaking hot pole below.

Kyle’s eyes popped wide at that, his mouth opening in protest but with seemingly nothing to say.

“Awww… I think he likes that idea…” Jane replied, her predatory gaze locked on the feminized boy’s visibly widened backside.

A tense moment passed in which both girls eyed the voiceless boy like a piece of meat, just not in the way he was used to, a moment broken when both of them suddenly broke into laughter that did almost nothing to settle Kyle’s confused heart.

With one last smirk at Kyle’s soft features, his confused and blushing face igniting something inside her thrumming core, Jane turned back to the board.

She moved forwards 2 spaces, landing on an empty tile.

Another decides (Kelley) - unaware decider

Physical - Ass growth - 200

Or

Mental - Corruption - 250

“Ooh!” Jane hopped where she sat, looking towards her lover with an expectant gaze.

Kelley laughed, delighted with her girlfriend’s enthusiasm. “Yeah, I think I know which one you want.” she glanced at the board with a curious expression. “Not even sure I want to know what ‘corruption’ would look like.”

“Uh…” Kelley glanced down at herself, at the expanse of flesh she was currently lying on and which was holding her in place. “Can you maybe press it for me?” she said, pointing to the screen.

Enthusiastically, Jane reached out for the “ass” option. She quickly sat up, twisting about so she could watch the expected growth begin. Glorious, bubbly warmth spread throughout her sumptuous ass, billowing buoyancy across and outwards. She’d already been fairly well endowed in the backside with her sedative lifestyle but now it expanded outwards to the point that each small shiver that ran up her spine caused gelatinous waves to ripple across the creamy white skin.

The end result produced something not nearly on-par with her girlfriend’s crazy tits, but plenty enough that the total mass at least doubled. The mass of soft skin sagged just barely now, the sight improved even more by the fact that her hips had widened enough to keep her mouth-watering backside proportional.

“Mmm… that’s so fucking gooood…” Jane groaned, running a hand lightly across her newly expanded flesh, reveling in the sheer travel-distance of her fingers just running in circles across one cheek.

“Awww… shit. I missed it again didn’t I?” Kelley whined, staring at her lover’s delicious rear, visibly aroused but no-less perturbed.

“Don’t worry about it.” Jane said with a smile and a peck on the cheek. “You did good! Great even! Now eat me out!”

With that declaration, she stood up, spreading her knees to either side, placing her round and weighty ass against her lovers height-conveniently-placed lips and placed her hands behind herself on Kelley’s head to help with balance. She applied pressure slight pressure to the back of her girlfriend’s head, forcing those soft cheeks forward into the crevice of Jane’s ass-crack. She felt a stirring hum of what seemed a chuckle before the familiar feel of Kelley’s tongue delving into her ass hole.

“Mhhmmhmm… yessss… fuuuUuuck me…” she growled, grinding eagerly into the tongue-fuck.

Venice had been trying to get her sister’s attention, trying every trick she could think of to wake the girl from her endless string of self-pleasure, even going so far as to connecting their neural-link, but that turned out to be a mistake as even V was almost overtaken with the ridiculous pleasure coursing through her sister.

It didn’t help that the invisible tongues playing across her two separate but individually sensitive pussy’s seemed to be increasing in pace.

Sifting through her memories had finally produced a memory that seemed worthwhile. She could vaguely remember being **** to pick a change for her sis… some power. This power that the other’s had mentioned but hadn’t realized was out of the ordinary. Combining that with Sam’s increased sensitivity and being a literal mindless bimbo… yeah, no wonder she couldn’t do anything but cum and cum endlessly.

“I guess I’ll play your turn then?” she asked the girl, the only response coming to her, being yet another rise in the endless orgasm that this now seemed to be.

She glanced at the others to see if they had any input, but the two seemed fairly “occupied” while Kyle seemed to have lost his own decency once again and was jacking rather furiously, clearly trying to fight the urge to watch the other two as his delicate fingers tugged beneath his pants.

His half-glazed eyes turned towards Venice then, seemingly by accident, his soft lips parted in a quiet moan. Only a handful of pumps later he realized he had been staring at V’s naked tits. Bright blue eyes turned up to meet his friend’s own curious and smiling gaze.

“Like what you see?” she asked, a light whimsy playing through her tone.

HIs eyes widened, high voice croaking in confusion. Yet he didn’t look away. He slowly settled, his eyes roaming lower, hesitant at first but with confidence as his friend stared back playfully. His delicate fingers moved anew, slow at first but quickly gaining in pace, pulling taught and then returning the veiny skin of his cock that ran counter to his otherwise femininely sensual physique.

She played her sister’s turn like that, watching with amusement, keeping eye contact as her mixed-sex friend stared on, carried by his own ridiculous libido. Perhaps it was some sort of gratification for all the times she walked the runway, placing her body front and center, both playing into and denying the sensual nature of the act. Or perhaps it was simpler, maybe she too was horny out of her mind, surrounded by all this lust and perversion as slick and invisible tongues played a tune across her duplicate “instruments”.

She rolled a 5, landing her sis on an action tile, a few tiles behind herself.

Another decides (Jane) - unaware decider

Physical - Sensitivity - 250

Or

Physical - Weight increase - (Double or nothing 100) 200

The fact that sensitivity had shown up for a second time-

Apparently Jane had been paying at least partial attention because she broke off Venice’s worried thoughts then.

“Well I know what I wanna see!” Jane declared, still with her ass on her girlfriend’s face, lewd slurping noises muted by mass of which the quad-breasted girl was trying so eagerly to delve into.

The “Sensitivity” option flashed for a moment before the points were added and immediately Samara’s moans, which had evened out somewhat since the turn prior, suddenly jumped several octaves. Her hips jumped in the air, her fingers a blur as artificial fluid gushed out of her pussy in a literal geyser. Venice jumped to the side, avoiding most of the deluge that soon collected in the ever widening puddle ruining the carpet. It made a mess on the table as well, slipping across and darkening the edges of the new game board as it began to drip off the edge in several places.

Venice stared down at her mewling mess of a sister with a mixture of dejection and arousal on her face.

The tongues were working overtime now, obviously not willing to accept defeat despite the situation.

Chest heaving, she reached for the “action” card, not sure whether she wanted to **** her sister to endure something like these phantom objects working her clits.

“Frozen in place for a turn”

Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad for her?

Shrugging, V locked in the action. Like a body moving through molasses, Samara’s jerking, shaking motions of bliss quickly slowed to a stop, leaving her in an awkward state where her hips were up in the air while her knees splayed to either side, one hand delving half-stroke into her slavering mound. The small deluge of cream still dripping from the android’s raised slit continued for a moment longer, slowing eventually to a steady “drip, drip, drip…”

One last time Venice looked around at her friends, feeling the pulse of something hot and warm and slimy pressing into both of her always-sensitive pussys.

“Fuck it.” she said, dropping to the ground beside her statue-like sister, she reached within her panties and began to furiously work over first one and then the second clit, creating an interesting situation in which she could feel both her fingers and the invisible tongue touching her at the same time as she passed from one to the other. In little time she looked the counterpart to her frozen sister, hips raised and fingers on autopilot as wet juices began to drip down velvety dark-skinned thighs.

“This is fucking ridiculous.”

Kyle stared down at his bedraggled shirt, twisted weirdly on his slim stomach and covered in his own semen. His cock lay half-limp across one soft hip. He glanced between first one side then the other, seeing perversity pervading all his friends which immediately brought a new spike of heat to his soft chest and hard crotch.

Before he got caught up again in the mindless perversity of it all, he picked up the die.

Rolling a 1 he moved to the same empty tile as Jane.

You decide (unaware others)

Mental - Exhibitionist Fetish - Jackpot 500

Or

Physical - Enlarge cock - Jackpot 500

The sights around him were momentarily forgotten as he stared at the screen. Somehow he’d gotten a jackpot on both of them. Not that it did anything, being tied for last he had no hope of catching up to Venice even with a jackpot.

Even though both were worth so much, he really only wanted one of them.

With a devious chuckle, he leaned forward for the “Physical - enlarge cock” option.

Immediately, his pants tore. He fumbled back into the seat, eyes wide as saucers, watching with a bemused grin as his meager 6 inches just seemed to add on more and more…

He groaned, grinning all the while, his seductive, airy voice only adding to those of his friends who all were none-the-wiser to the monster being birthed between their friend’s scrumptious thighs.

He gasped, sensation subsiding as he stared at the mast now hanging far forwards, it’s easily two feet of length, bending far past the point of his spread knees.

“That’s-thats it… fuck… that’s what I’ve been wanting” he gasped, staring at his new cock with newfound heat. He tentatively reached a hand, tugging once, eyes rolling, twice as he hummed with approval. He lost himself in a moment, the easy back and forth on the sensitive skin somehow new despite how familiar the motion was. He was so enraptured by the act that when he remembered where he was, he found the thing only moments away from his full lips. He could smell it, the vile heat, both familiar and not.

Lost in the moment, he gave in, he reached forward, lightly running his tongue across the massive spongy mushroom shape, shivering as the stench became a vile flavor which… after a moment… he found not-unsavory.

“Haha! Shit, dude. Gettin’ a little personal with your own cock?”

The spell was broken then by the recognition of his sister’s voice. Kyle jumped in his seat, separating from his own cock by shoving the thing down rather comically so that its massive tip dripped one massive glob onto the floor far out in front of him.

“Y-you didn’t see a-a thing!” he challenged, his features, so uncannily like his sister’s, blushing as bright as could be possible.

“Suuuuree…” Kelley said with a roll of her same blue eyes. “Look I already knew you did that sort of thing bro, it's not like its a secret you’re fucking horny all of the time.”

Kyle’s brows raised at that.

Somehow he’d forgotten that the change would be something that only he’d remember, perhaps a little distracted with his own elation with the choice. He winced. Apparently that meant that given the chance to suck his own cock, his high libido meant that other people basically expected him to be… doing that. Or at least his sister did.

Kelley shook her head, sighing.

“Just teasing dude, any girl who cares enough for something that big isnt gonna care if you get a little friendly with it sometimes.”

As Kelley had been speaking, still held up at hip-height by her own tits which she lay upon, her dick-girl friend had been leaned forwards beside her, massive ass placed at just the right height for Kelley to reach between plump thighs as her fingers lightly coaxed clear liquid down to the fat tip. As casual as a back-rub, she jerked her girlfriend’s cock while the girl did the job of playing Kelley’s turn.

Of course Jane looked to be enjoying the “attention”, lewdly moaning and struggling to pick up the die.

She rolled a 2, ending on an empty space far behind the pack.

Another decides (Jane) - unaware others

Mental - fetish sponge (Samara) - 100

Or

Unique - Servant (target/Jane) - 150

“Ooh…” Jane hummed, mind wandering over these two options and the implications of both. Neither would last long, since Venice’s turn was coming up next and she was only one space away from finishing the game. So whatever she picked would happen, she’d get to enjoy it for a few seconds and that would probably be it.

Still, with her girlfriend’s hand so lovingly caressing her cock, she could only think with said cock.

The fetish sponge could be exciting, maybe Kelley would get the whole bimbo-mindset thing from the now-frozen girl but Jane wasn’t sure if that counted and as far as she knew, Samara hadn’t picked up any other fetishes so far… Not that that meant there weren’t fetishes that she wasn’t aware of, but that would be a gamble.

Besides, she was just so curious what the servant thing would do…

With a flash on screen, pieces of reality shifted, however only Jane saw the truth of what happened.

Jane’s soft curves were now hugged by a slutty set of what could be only called maid-attire. Tones of black and white, her tiny skirt rode up high on her new ass, showing off a full two thirds of the delicious cheeks. All of her midriff lay bare, the soft and slightly chubby skin gleaming with the residual’s of sweat and cum from her last orgasm. Silk cloth connected at her shoulders where frills spread out, the straps connecting and running over each breast, leaving her pink nipples visible as they connected to the piece tightening below her slightly chubby stomach.

She still bent before her… lover? mistress? Those soft fingers working over her cock like they owned her. She felt it in her very soul, she would do anything that Kelley… her mistress told her to do now. No matter how much it irked Jane’s more dominant side, this was what she did.

Gasps slipped from her parted lips now, driven by the possessive fingers twisting about her shaft and cupping her sensitive balls.

Across from them, Venice sat beside her statue-like sister, her hips raised in mimicry of the lewd position she’d left the other sex-droid in as she brought both of her gushing sets of lips to a climactic release, barely beating the “timer” of one round to orgasm from the action card.

“Oh! Oh! Ooooh!” she shivered through her release, soft and dark thighs spread before her friends, both slits nearly visible through the soggy fabric of her panties.

Once the pleasure abated and she could think once more she noticed with some relief, the absence of stimulation on her dual clits, finally. She fell back to the ground, dark hair sprawling out from her as she panted with a dreaminess to her expression.

Yet another groan, only adding to the seemingly endless perversion, a massive load of cum flying wildly across the table from Kyle’s position. His own leering eyes stared at the robotic-model’s too-perfect physique as she lay, her movements jerky and feline in post-orgasm. Her dark, gold-flecked orbs opened, watching that massive dick pulse its thick load, pulling from those taught massive balls… she licked her lips, humming in approval as she watched the display.

She’d always had a thing for “big”. To say that she hadn’t dreamed about her friend’s massive cock on occasion would be lying...

She shook herself, a shiver of heat rising through her as she tried to shake off the perversion of it all. She needed to end this soon before they all did something that they’d regret.

Jane and Kelley were really going at it now, the futa’s presented ass being used and abused by her mistress’ fingers and mouth.

Jane’s face was mashed into the table right next to the board, her moaning, lewd face right beside where Venice tossed the dice.

It was only a 1 but that was enough.

At the same time that her last piece of clothing disappeared, the world froze. Jane, lewd ahegao panting with the side of her face on the table, her girlfriend penetrating the girl’s huge ass with her whole hand. Kyle’s perverse grin as he watched the pair of them, seemingly less caring of the fact that it was his sister involved at this point while V’s own sister still lay back with her skinny hips raised, a frozen droplet of her steamy fluid halfway down her flared lips.

“Congratulations!”

The noise caused Venice to hop back on her ass, a small chirp driven from her. She’d been too focussed on the slightly grayed appearance of her friends, on how weird it was for all of them to look so lustful yet be so quiet.

“As the one to reach the finish, you get one transformation of your choice! Please pick from this list of incredible options! Remember, this is permanent and only you will know the difference after!”

Before her a list appeared, some familiar and some not.

Venice’s brows furrowed, a frown on her face. Apparently Jane hadn’t shared all of the rules with the group. Still, she was interested in what she might be able to pick…

From giving herself any number of fetishes to simple changes in sizes of different parts of her being and then finally the more… interesting options, there was a lot to pick from.

Then she had an idea.

“Can I pick something to give to someone else?”

On the screen, text scrolled.

“You may use transformations which affect another player as a part of it and designate who you wish as the target.”

She frowned. Okay so that might be a little difficult…

For her own changes she was sort of interested in a bit of growth here or there as that’d always been an interest to her… however she was thinking more about what she could do for her sister… either as a gift of sorts or just something to help the shy android out.

There were a few options that did stand out there…

A power that said “give and take” making Venice think that maybe she could use it to endow Sam with something “extra” as she knew that her sister was even more into **** tits and cocks than V was.

There were a pair of tfs that said “swap a physical/mental tf with another” that could maybe do something? But from what Venice could remember she couldn’t think of one that would be outright beneficial or “fun” for her sis.

Then her eyes stopped on one, her mind working it over as a small smile spread.

That might work…

She pressed on the small text, watching it light for a moment before, suddenly, the world flashed.

—

“Holy fuck!”

Kelley sat upright, staring down at only two b-cup breasts above her slim midriff, the tatters of her shirt the only physical reminder of the mountains of boob that she had been a second prior.

“You’re telling me.” Jane said beside her, staring with a look of remorse at the comparatively non-existant chest that had been a part of her friend moments prior.

Their eyes met, the memory of what had been, surfaced in their minds. The relationship that they'd shared, the perfect symmetry, how it seemed they had been a pair almost of destiny and all the invigorating discoveries that had involved…

Now there were only the echoes of the indescribable attraction and the harmony that had been every moment beside one another. It was all still there… just muted, as if it had been a dream. An incredibly vivid, arousing and… comforting dream.

They both blushed, turning aside, suddenly at a loss for how to confront these feelings, both familiar and foreign to the current reality.

Across, a much more physically and mentally present Samara lay back, a happy grin on her cute face as she stared up at the ceiling. The relentless **** on her pussy, the endless edging and insane sensitivity finally had stopped and she could just relax… mostly… the soreness coming from her arms, legs and slit would probably be present for… a while.

“Feeling better sis?” Venice asked, her perfect face coming into view as she leaned over her sister with a smile.

Samara returned the expression, if somewhat tiredly. Her glance followed as her other model-perfect and dark-skinned sis came into view.

“Yeah, you had us worried there Sam.” Veera added.

At Samara’s dopey grin and quiet nod of the affirmitive, the twins looked to one another, sharing in a knowing smile of their own.

Kyle meanwhile was staring down at himself, confusion and annoyance on his features as he looked down at his tiny 6 inch dick and lack of tits, unsure if he should be happy or not at being back to the person he remembered.

Eventually their attention returned to the screen, all of them excited to see what their winner (Venice/Veera with an easy 1750 points) would pick for each of them to keep.

However they soon noticed something a little off…

“Jane? Why do some of us have a bunch of changes and some have only a couple? Shouldn’t we all have the same?” Kyle asked with a frown, pointing at the screen like he was counting out the transformations for each.

“Uh…” Jane flushed,much less confident in her presence after losing the “dominance” trait.

“Well, I might’ve not said everything… basically any of the ‘reality change’ transformations is permanent and might as well be how things were all along…” Jane looked at her friends, her expression pleading. “Sorry, I just really, really wanted to play…”

“Nah, it’s cool, not like we even know any difference, right?” she said, giving the dickgirl a quick tug in reassurance. “Sides, look at the board. You’re the one thats been fucked up the most!”

That lightened the building tension towards Jane, seeing that the girl had only two visible transformations while the others had far fewer non-reversible.

“Haha, yeah, I guess so.” Jane said with a chuckle.

The twins both winced, their expressions perhaps too perfectly similar as they looked at the four aware changes that had been reversed, putting them in second in terms of number of changes that were irreversible.

“So… whatcha gonna give us?” Kelley asked the twins with a smirk.

Venice and Veera shared a curious look. They’d forgotten that the others wouldn’t remember that they’d… been only one person before. How had that worked? Did everyone else remember the both of them playing together as one player or something?

Veera shrugged, the movement telling Venice that she was giving the “original” the choice. Venice didn’t know how she understood the motion… it was just intuitive to her, like she’d always shared a hidden language with her… twin? Clone?

Venice shook her head.

This was still too much of a mindfuck. All she’d wanted was for there to be a friend that her sis could have around whenever Venice went on her trips, someone who the shy girl could trust utterly.

“How about we go in order… so for m-us…” she said, looking at the handful of transformations reversed.

As synthetic beings Veera and Venice could literally pay for most of these upgrades with some of their not-inconsiderable income, so this was more of a test of what sounded like the most fun…

Her finger hovered over the “doubled genitals” option for a moment, thinking of how erotic that change had been…

On the other hand, she could pick up one of the mental changes, giving herself an interest in over-sized genitals or just a bump in attraction to everyone under the sun…

She glanced at her new “clone” (although twin might be more accurate), brow raised to see if she might have input. Veera seemed to give an exaggerated “oh, me?” gesture, before turning to something more contemplative. Venice eyes rolled in exasperation. It turned out her “twin” was going to be a goofball.

Veera’s expression turned into a devious smirk as she came to a decision and pointed to her own crotch with a finger and then raised a second towards her visible pussy.

Venice stared at the girl, an annoyed look as if to say “really?”. Veera just shrugged, however still with a smirk.

Venice sighed, deciding to say “fuck it”. This was going to be weird all over again.

She selected “Doubled Genitals” and shuddered as the familiar tickling heat settled over her already wet mound. The shifting past through both girls and in a short time of confusing pleasure they each had two flared vulvas compacted onto their pubic mounds.

“Hawt.” Kyle cheered from his seat, now much more masculine in appearance.

“Oh shut it horndog. They’re both your friend.” His sister chided.

He grinned at her with a shit-eating expression. “Still hot.”

With a shudder, Venice returned to looking at her other friends.

“So? Jane? What would you like?” she said, looking at the two options of “dominant” and “ass growth”.

Jane bit her lip, eyes gleaming as she stared at the screen.

“I’d uh… like to have a bigger butt again… please…”

“Granted.” Venice said, smiling as she pressed the requested option.

Familiar growth began on the girl’s barely-clothed ass, her hips adjusting to match the stupendous cheeks suddenly jiggling behind her.

Beside her, Kelley watched with interest.

Before all of this the blonde had never had so much of an eye for big bubble butts or soft and squeezable chests. However she found she was coming around on the idea, she could still remember the unbridled pleasure that the two of them had shared in, could feel the faintest remembered attraction to this woman. Besides, it’s not like Jane didn’t have that delicious looking cock to contrast her femininity with.

“Sam?” Venice asked, looking at her sis sitting beside her on the floor.

Sam could barely remember much of what had happened, her mental capacity had been basically consumed by the pleasures coursing through her. Especially after the first sensitivity increase, that combination with the edge-power had nearly broken her mind. Then the second time it happened, she’d lost all conscious thought. So she really only knew what had happened to her by looking at the list of options now laid out before her.

What really surprised her was that the edging power had been one of these transformations. Looking back it was obvious, who ever heard of someone in real life with an ability like that? Yet it had truly been her existence. Consideration had to have always been taken whenever she went anywhere, of not giving herself too much stimulation, the constant struggle to act normal when her body was riding that constant line of insane pleasure.

The sex-working had been a perfect addition to that and then when she’d picked up the bimbo thing to further help…

Still, sitting here in the nude, her body still slick with synthetic lubricant, she could feel the eyes of the others on her body and could feel a blush forming on her fair features. More than anything, she missed the confidence she’d had, even if it was specifically to do with her own nude form.

She did falter slightly when she pointed to “Proffesion - sex worker” however. Her friends were staring at her after all and would see what she picked.

Venice gave the girl a knowing smirk as she acquiesced.

This time the only indication of the transformation lay in the way that Samara’s posture adjusted, no less shy than before, but now with less of a focus on covering her naughty bits. A soft smile grew, excitement bubbling inside of her chest as she thought of her “job” and the joy of being praised by her fans.

“No shot. I don’t remember that one. That’s fucking nuts!” Kyle continued his cheering monologue.

Kelley merely grumbled this time, slouching as if to hide from the existence of her brother.

“And now it’s your turn, Kyle.” Venice said, turning her beautiful orbs upon him.

He sputtered for only a moment, suddenly taken with the naked beauty staring at him.

“Well-uh… I uh…”

“Don’t give him the huge dick, god but he’d be insufferable if he had that thing.” Kelley said, glaring at him.

“No…” his eyes flickered to her, then back to the screen on the table. “Well- I mean… that would be pretty chill of you V…”

His cheeky grin grew as he continued-” I mean, can you imagine how many chicks would be going after me if I had that third leg?”

“Which, would be basically useless because you wouldn’t actually be able to do anything with it.” Kelley growled.

“Heeeey… where there’s a will there’s a way and all that-”

Fully done with the comical sight of the two old hens squawking at each other, Venice just pressed the option that he so-clearly desired.

No pants were left to be torn this time as his not-unimpressive member grew, doubling, tripling and nearly quadrupling its original size. Below, his balls expanded equally, becoming big and sloshing orbs that fought for the space between his thighs.

The sudden change in weight on his crotch stopped all of the arguing, his eyes more interested in watching the mammoth being born as heat shivered up and down his spine.

He sat with the most juvenile grin on his face, watching as the pulsing dick steadily hardened before him, taking quite some time because of its crazy size.

“Ughh…” Kelley groaned, turning away from the perverse sight of her brother ogling his own dick to see what options she had to pick from.

“Alright, you’re up Kels.” Venice waited.

Half of the options were all to do with her breasts, either doubling the number or increasing the size while the other three were all of more specific nature.

She looked at the one labeled “Lovers with Jane”, an ache forming in her chest at the memory of what that had felt like being in such a perfect harmony with another person. She glanced to the side, the words catching in her mouth as she saw the futa sitting suddenly much closer to her.

“Why d-don’t we-” Jane gulped, concern written across her face, looking at the screen. She turned to Kelley’s face, turning up slightly to look into her eyes. “-we could try… without the change, just try being girlfriends without help… There might be problems but, I think I’d enjoy that-” she blushed, eyes darting downwards as a thought hit her. “-th-that is if you want to do that!” she said in a rush.

Kelley could see what she meant. If she did pick the “lovers with Jane” option, then she would always be aware of that, would always question if that made their relationship less “real”. She did want that relationship, it surprised her, but the more she sat close to her, the more she felt a desire growing to see how deeply they could become intertwined.

Without the aid of magical board games.

Her hand moved, slowly beginning to comb through Jane’s hair, excitement bubbling in her chest. Even if she wasn’t going to pick that option, she could still pick something that the girl would most definitely like.

“Oh, come on! You’re gonna give me shit and then pick THAT?!” Kyle grumbled as, after selecting an option, her chest began to grow out in giant billowing waves, becoming “hyper” once more.