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An oinkish snort escaped Benny's snout as he rolled the die and watched it land on a one. He knew from his last turn that there was no resisting this, his body was going to **** him to play this game whether he wanted to or not. Which right now he definitely did not, this game clearly kept getting sicker and sicker.

He moved his pawn up one spot to the same space his brother and Tommy were on, meaning that Jacob was going to be drawing a card this turn also. He wondered how Jacob felt about all of this, Jacob was gay and so far, this game seemed to be pushing all of them in the direction. Maybe Jacob wasn't finding this nearly as horrifying as he was.

Benny pushed his mind through it and reached forwards and grabbed the top card. "Lactating: You have nipples so why shouldn't you be able to lactate. The only problem is you might have trouble keeping your nipples from lactating now. Points: 16."

There was an instant wetness on the front of Benny's shirt. He looks down at his half-faded 'Jack-Ass' T-shirt and saw the two visible wet spots over each of his nipples. His nipples actually felt more sensitive now, they were wet and rubbing up against the fabric.

Jacob took his card as his brother began to pinch his lactating nipple, which too Jacob was kind of gross, guy's nipples just weren't supposed to do that.

"Shitpire: You're like a vampire, only you use your special fangs to suck out guy's shit instead of their blood. Points: 22."

Jacob dropped the card down in front of him as he felt his canines extend and enlarge in his mouth. He could feel a new hunger within himself, a hunger for something foreign, a hunger for shit. It was disgusting, beyond disgusting, but he could feel the need for it in his bones, and he knew he would end up succumbing to it, and that scared him more than anything else so far today.

The room was pretty much silent as he took the die and rolled it.