Green for body

Rebecca's roll ended up as a four, one worse than Bitch. This meant that Bitch was now the official leader of the game. Rebecca seemed to be relatively unphased by losing the lead.
She'd long since lost any real interest in the game, having grown quite bored of it. If it wasn't for her friends telling her to continue playing, she'd probably have left it a few rounds ago..

Bitch got to reading Rebecca's green card.

Turning out a specific trope
Shall we push you farther down that slope?
Experience beauty without any shake
Enjoy new globes that are entirely fake!

Do you continue or chicken out?

"Uhm. Like, none of that shit made any sense. Can we just continue please!?"

It wasn't intended as a confirmation, but the game went ahead and performed it's task anyways. The green card burst into flames and all eyes went to Rebecca.
She herself was confused about all the attention she was suddenly getting, specifically her chest. Of course, she was the only one not to understand what the card was on about. It caught her by surprise when her breasts began inflating.

Unlike with Kitty's expansion, Rebecca's breasts didn't sag whatsoever. They stood proudly out like the "manmade" mounds that they were. She now looked every bit like a trailer trash bimbo, her demeanor only serving to emphasize this fact.

"What the fuck?!"

Rebecca wasn't pleased with how she turned out. Sure she could've fancied some new tits, maybe even fake ones if that's what had to be done. But these ones weren't just fake. Some fake breasts are well done, maybe even indistinguishable to the untrained eye. But these ones looked as though they'd been installed by the lowest skill plastic surgeon in the whole state. The type of doctor that'd take on any job with minimal effort and planning to maximize sales.

She felt them up and down, even tried moving frantically. They wouldn't budge.
It wasn't until Bitch pointed it out that the group collectively became aware of the scar left behind by the surgery that never happened. Incredible how a game could provide perfect and beautiful breasts to Kitty, yet opted to give the shittiest of boob jobs to Rebecca and to top it all off, left her with the "evidence" to deal with.

"This is sooo stupid! If I wanted fake fucking titties I'd go to an actual doctor. These look like frickin' shit! Like for reals!"

"Calm down, we can reverse it when we're done"

Kitty was getting a bit fed up with Rebecca's complaints. Not to mention the fact that her little display of feeling her chest up got a rise out of her Asian friend. She already found Rebecca to be quite attractive as it was, with her huge tits her body practically oozed sex. Maybe Kitty had a unresolved thing for trashy bimbos.

Kitty had already decided before rolling that she'd continue, and once she continued she'd bring Rebecca in for round number... what was it now? Three, four? Anyways, she wanted her help in taking care of the increasingly difficult to manage arousal.

Unbeknownst to both Rebecca and Kitty, Alice was also quite keen to get in on the action. That last change had really fucked her up. She was overflowing with arousal herself, just barely managing to keep things under wraps.

The sound of wood hitting wood echoed through the room to break the silence. All eyes fell on the die and the tile her piece eventually moved to.

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