Reluctantly, yes

Thia’s eyes darted between the other girls. This couldn’t be real, right? Obviously. Duh. This was just some elaborate prank. The cards were all blank and they were making it up. Sydney was just pretending to be bad at math. Val probably had a spare pair under her skirt. Totally. And Danika scurried away before she could get a good look, it was probably just a trick of the light.

“Um… listen, uh… this was fun, but… I think I should get home now.” Thia mumbled, slowly backing out of the room.

“Thia, wait. I don’t think–”

“Guys! My boobs are gone!” Danika squealed as she rushed back in. Before she could react, the blonde barrelled into Thia and sent her toppling into the table. Her hands flung up to protect her face and…

Thia squinted her eyes open; a card was in her hand. “What…?” She barely missed smashing into the table, but in flinging her arms up, she accidentally swiped the top card off the deck.

Lifestyle Alteration: Leaving so soon? But you’re already home.

“I… live here? No, that’s…”

Sydney started to help her up off the ground. “Yeah, your room is upstairs in the west wing. Wait… what?”

“I know. I do live here, but… is it actually real? The game?”

Jules bit her lip. “Then… do we have to keep playing?”

“Fuck, so I’m just supposed to go commando now?” Val was holding down her skirt between her legs.

“That’s easy! At least you still have your tits.” Danika pouted. Getting a better look now, her chest was absolutely flat. Her tank top which had highlighted her generous cleavage now drooped low, showing her practically empty bra.

“I guess… it’s my turn.” Sydney took up the die, rolling for a two. “Dang, a red.” She frowned. Drawing the requisite two cards, she read them off. “Kink Alteration. You can only get yourself off after edging. Great… and Occupation Alteration. Your resume includes your sexual tastes and history. Okay, that’s just humiliating. At least I’m not applying for a job any time soon.”

Jules took up the die next. “Just not a two or a five. Come on… six! Fuck yeah!” She grabbed the next card. “Meta Alteration. Blue spaces now grant boons. That’s it? Okay.”

“Of course. Add that to the rules after I already landed on one.” Thia rolled her eyes, then went to roll the die. There wasn’t another blue within six spaces, so she was sure to draw her first real card here. Although, it didn’t seem all bad. Living in a mansion was definitely better than… before.

She rolled a three, between two red spaces, and in the lead for now. Not bad. She just had to hope for a good card. Meta Alterations seemed alright, or at least, nothing all that life-ruining. Lifestyle and Occupation Alterations could go good or bad, it was hard to tell from just one example.

Mental and Physical Alterations were where things really seemed dangerous. Sydney was one of the smartest people Thia knew, and now she couldn’t do basic math. And sure, being flat chested wasn’t the end of the world, but what’s to say it ended there? For all she knew, it could blind her. Or say she didn’t have legs anymore.

Finally, the less said about a Kink Alteration the better. She didn’t want to think about it at all. Resisting long enough, her hand flipped the top card.

Style Alteration: You’ll always find yourself dressing down. Literally.

As soon as she read the card, her hands flew to her blouse and began pulling it off. “Eee!” She whined as she bared her bra.

“What? What’s it say?” Syd asked.

“I… I’ll always dress down.” She thought for a moment over the meaning, but it was like she already knew. “I can’t wear more than three items of clothing at once.” It made sense counting her bra, skirt and panties, but stuff like her socks and shoes thankfully didn’t tally.

“Well, that’s not bad. You’re basically flat so you don’t need a bra.” Dani shrugged.

“I… I’m a C-cup?”

“Yeah, flat.”

“You’re one to talk, washboard.” Val rolled her eyes.

“At least I didn’t ditch my panties on the table.” She sneered back.

Jules rolled her eyes. “Just roll, Dani.”

“Fine.” She huffed, tossing. “Aha! A three…! Aw… phooey.” Her pink token ended right on the next red space. Reluctantly, she went for the cards.