Bitch's next card

Her piece came to a halt on a green tile.

"Finally, body!" She was over the moon about getting something spicy. The game had already messed with her style, personality and even name. It was a bout damn time she got an upgrade to her body. She didn't even consider for a moment that the game could give her a downgrade as it had done to Alice. Maybe she was cocky, or just excited. Either way she was happy with the color of the tile.

Alice picked up a green card before Bitch got the chance to bark at her.

You have received the cards with great gratitude
This time it's time to match your body with your attitude!
Much taller and with greater seniority you will now be standing
A perfect fit for someone who is increasingly commanding!

Do you continue or chicken out?

Bitch really liked the wording of the card. It had a lot of words she now valued. Attitude, taller, commanding. It was like a goldmine of potential changes. It was pretty much a nobrainer for her to say..

"I continue!!"

Alice scoffed at Bitch's decisiveness. A trait most often valued, this wasn't the time and place to be reckless. The card burst into flames and Bitch's whole body started morphing. It was much more elaborate than that of Himari. Whilst the Japanese girl had only expanded in certain areas, Bitch was getting something extra..

Once her transformation was complete a couple of things became immediately obvious at a glance. Bitch now stood much taller than before. She was tall, even before the card. At 5'9 she towered over most of her female peers. Now that difference had been exaggerated by a few extra inches as well as her heels. Barefoot she now stood at an impressive 6'1, taller than even most boys. Her heels added even more to that number.

Bitch now looked like the sort of girl one would call mommy. Some twenty years had been added to her clock. It was painfully obvious just looking at her body. Her breasts looked a little fuller, but also sagged what little the straining tube top would allow. Her thighs took the biggest hit though. Perfect for crushing silly little girls (and men) that disobeyed her. The sudden mass increase in her thighs had caused her stockings to burst. Unfortunately she hadn't received a perk to assist with the clothes like Himari did. This left her with no other option that to remove the tattered stockings. Her shorts and tube top were on the borderline as well, but they managed to hang on for now. Still, it looked like the aging woman had made a feeble attempt to fit into the types of clothes her younger self would wear, absolutely disregarding how ill fitting they looked.

Her stomach also seemed to have been given a little pudge, further selling the drastic increase in age. Finally her face looked much more mature, but not any less confidently smug than previously..

"Holy shit! You look like my fucking mom! You're so old!! Ew.. Look at that gut. I hope I age better than you when I get old. LOL" It really was a sight to behold. The spectacle which was Bitch being 20 years older than she was supposed to be, wearing skimpy ill fitting clothes. Not to mention Rebecca who was usually such a refined and well behaved girl talk in such a vulgar, disrespectful and inconsiderate way. Had they seen themselves as they were now the old them would be absolutely mortified.

"If you don't watch that tone I'll be sure to discipline you as if i actually was. So you better watch it!" Bitch was half joking, half serious. She was beginning to feel more powerful, more in control. Any act of rebellion or disrespect would warrant disciplining as she'd already stated. God it felt so good to be in control.
Truth be told, being older felt as though it gave her more authority. It still wasn't free though. She could feel that her body was older, more aged. Her movements weren't as sharp as usual. Every little action took that little bit extra out of her and she imagined exerting herself too much would lead to a terrible sweat and exhaustion, she'd better watch out.

"That's enough about me already! Rebecca, you're up next. Be a good girl and throw the dice, will you?" There was a hint of sarcasm to her voice, as if she was jokingly accepting the role as a maternal symbol to the group. There was however also a hint of belittling, as if she was in fact superior to her friends now.

"Fine, but not because you fucking told me to you old hag" There was no joking tone. A dead serious insult. Rebecca was obviously not coping well with authority. Then again, could it really be called "authority" when she was simply older than them? Even then it'd only be seniority, if one completely left out the fact that it was only her body which was older. Her mind was still very much 19. A very cocky overconfident controlling 19 year old..

Rebecca rolled the die. She only needed a 2 to retain the lead over Bitch.

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