Round 4 - Fetishes with friends

“So… what, are you guys actually a couple now?” Kyle asked, staring at them in bafflement.

Jane and Kelley both turned towards Kyle before glancing once at each other in an eerily synchronous action.

“Sort of?” Kelley replied even as her hand, resting against the other girl’s hip, squeezed lightly.

“Basically.” Jane added, leaning closer to her lover, enjoying the feel of one lower and one higher breast squishing against her.

“It’s like I feel extremely comfortable with Jane now, like I have nothing to hide because… well… I’ve shared pretty much everything with her and she’s shared the same and… I have all of these memories, months worth of being together all the time…”

Kelley shrugged.

“I’d think it would be hard not to be really close to someone after that.”

She blushed, remembering “last night” and the aggressive lovemaking therein. That was definitely a factor.

The girl sat up, just barely taller than the female twin beside her as she stared down into her beautiful blue eyes.

“I’ve got all these ideas in my head about how amazing my life has been the past few months… how amazing its been in our bed, but I feel almost like none of it’s actually real, that it was just a really good dream I had once upon a time even as its so... real.”

Jane’s eyes roamed across the blonde’s slightly shorter and thinner physique, finding all the little parts that didn’t use to cause such an incredible stir in her crotchless panties, but now...

“It’s taking all I can to not just strip you here and see how many times I can get you to cum with my tongue on your clit and my hands all over all these amazing tits…”

Kelley gasped, clearly taken with the thought as she choked on air, looking up at her lover’s domineering gaze.

This confidence was new, something not a part of the months spent in between each other’s legs, yet it ignited a furious hunger in her as if it were a part of the whole thing at the start.

Was the transformation that powerful? Could they do no wrong when it came to each other? No matter what changed about them, would they still find it attractive?

“The more important question I think is, who’s turn it is.” Venice spoke, now sitting where Jane had been earlier, and thus moved once to the right in the order of players.

It took only a moment for the friends to decide to continue in the order they had been playing all along even if Jane would be out of order from now on… which immediately resulted in yet another of the model’s diminishing coverings to poof into nothing since it was her turn and the “action” from last turn was still in effect.

The delicate white heels on her feet melted away. She lifted her shapely legs, now only covered by hosiery of a similar color to her unblemished dark skin, shifting her mechanical toes with such alacrity that it would make a feline jealous.

“Ahh… that feels much better…” she hummed as she set her toes lightly back on the floor and turned her attention back to the game.

Rolling the die, Venice’s eyes widened, watching as it landed on a 3 and put her on an “action” space for the third time in a row.

Venice spun the wheel, lightly bouncing a crossed (and mostly naked) leg in the air, watching as one by one her options appeared on screen.

You decide - unaware decider

Mental - Hyper fetish - 100

Or

Mental - **** fetish - 100

“Two mental changes huh?” Venice murmured, her gold-flecked eyes staring down at the screen.

“I know what the second is, obviously, but the first… hyper is like… ****? But **** what…”

“I guess you’ll just have to pick it and find out.” Came Jane’s humored voice. “That is… unless you’re scared?”

Jane’s knowing smirk did not incite any form of confidence that she was actually thinking of what might be “best” for Venice.

Venice returned the smug smile.

“You’re on!”

To Venice it was fairly non-dramatic as she pressed the “hyper fetish” choice. Watching her total points jump up to a leading 800, her own shifting thoughts and preferences going entirely unnoticed by her as they twisted, new, much “larger” indulgences becoming a part of her sexual palate.

Her “sisters” couldn’t exactly be called “size queens” as the automatons nearly had no preferences and all preferences at once, easily mold able to their owner’s desires, but the prevalence of porn with one or two of the life-like beings sharing an oversized member tended to make the thought synonymous.

Venice might share in a little bit of that. Not necessarily her greatest desire, but she would be lying if she didn't acknowledge that she often enjoyed the sight of a cock too big to be real... and now, with her attraction to both the feminine and masculine...

With a sigh she picked up a card from the action deck. She read…

“Distracted hands”

She shrugged.

“Might as well get the extra points.”

Her point total jumped once again as she set the card down, only 100 shy of 1000.

“Alright, so I guess it goes back to you now Jane.”

The others noticed a mildly humorous sight. Irreverent of Venice’s attention directed at Jane, her hands began to move seemingly of their own volition, slinking slowly down her impossible hourglass shape and finding both her visible panties and bra. Venice seemed unaware for the moment as both her hands moved in a silent rhythm, clearly trying to titillate the dark skinned sex-robot.

“Uhhu?” Jane smiled, a knowing smirk on her lips as she picked up the die for her own turn.

Moving one space forwards, she turned her attention fully to spinning the wheel which flashed as sparks of overly-dramatic sound blared from the device’s base.

Venice was clearly growing aroused from her own "distracted fingers" which swirled and probed at her electronically sensitive parts. Kyle seemed the one most interested by the showing, his baby blues locked on the beautiful figure of the girl he’d lusted after for as long as he’d known her as she twisted and shook, apparently unaware that it was her own hands causing so much excitement.

Another decides (Kyle) - Reality shift

Physical - shrink breasts - 100

Or

Mental - Hyper Fetish - 250

Kyle’s attention, so focused in on the blushing beauty across from him, completely missed the first few times that his sister tried to get his attention.

“Kyle! It’s your turn to pick dimwit!”

“Oh, ah-haha, yeah…” he blushed, shaking his vision free from Venice’s lightly moaning visage.

His heart still raced as he looked down at the options and he immediately discounted the “breast shrink” option. He wanted more boobs, not less!

He did wince when he saw how many points the other one had, but considering that he was currently in last place anyways…

“Hyper-thingy it is then…” he said as he pressed it.

Jane’s preferences turned towards the same direction as Venice’s had, just much, much more. Her online searches, already inclined to perverted twists of fate and transformation “grew”, the prevalence of **** sizes becoming almost a necessity to go with her preference for transformation.

An urge surged in her own chest, the desire to use this game to make her “new” girlfriend into something out of her own perverse imagination became the whole reason she had suggested the game in the first place. Not that she didn’t love Kelley’s body already, those doubled breasts already fed a smidge towards her perversion for excessively sized proportions, even if not technically. But she could imagine so much more, could think of nothing so amazing as to see her girlfriend grow massive in all directions...

Next up came the quiet (mostly) Samara.

While the others had been paying attention to the game and each other, she had been focused on her soaking opening between her long legs. She sat back with her knees open and her naked pussy visible to the open air as her glistening slime coated all the way to her upper thighs. She didn’t know how many times she’d cum since her last turn, she could barely keep track of numbers in general anymore. It didn’t concern her however, because to her that had always been the case. Always so close to cumming, close enough that she could cream herself on command. It was like her mind and pussy were always on the same wavelength, just focused on the next amazing climax and the edge of release leading up to it.

She reached for the die with a slimy hand, giggling quietly as she sucked the “juice” off of it before rolling and moving forwards 4 places on the board.

“Wow, that bimbo one really fucked her up.” Kelley said, resting her titty-packed form against her girlfriend with an arm around her.

Venice hummed, a worried affirmation as she looked at the girl trying to figure out the simple instructions on screen, even as she still ignored her own hands lewdly massaging her own barely-clothed form.

Sam, perhaps hearing the noise, glanced up with wide eyes to her friends. She blinked between one to the next, still just as shy as she’d always been but with a true “deer in the headlights” look as she tried to figure out what they had been talking about. She shivered bodily, seeing both Kyle’s erection tenting his pants as well as Venice who’s hands clearly had a mind of their own. Her body remained just as on-the-precipice as ever as she took in her friends, causing a shudder and a twitch of the eye, taking in their perverse positions and arousing body's.

It took a while for Sam to draw her own gaze away from her friends and even longer to understand and follow the directions on screen. She kept giving up, instead sitting back so she could instead flick her own “spinner” but eventually with Venice’s helping hand (which mysteriously would disappear down to her own pussy) she managed to finish the last spinner.

You decide - Reality shift

Physical - Flexibility - 250

Or

Mental - Fetish sponge (Venice) - 200

There were a lot of words on the screen that she didn't really understand. Things like “reality” or “Mental”. Flexible sounded fun, or at least she thought she’d heard someone say it was good for sex or something? “Flex” was for muscles, right? So maybe she’d get to be buff?!

She’d heard of "fetish" before too, it was like the thing when the guy would whip you and stuff? Maybe it would make it so she always had that tight black suit on that they wore for that kind of thing? That sounded really hot too…

Samara bounced in place, unsure of which of the two very fun-sounding options she wanted to pick, a keening whine emanating from her throat even as she winced and shuddered from the increased movement that was causing all sorts of excitement down below.

Shutting her eyes, she just tapped the screen and hoped for the best.

“Mental - Fetish sponge (Venice) - 200”

Reality shifted, Samara’s slimmed down thoughts expanding in two different but somewhat similar directions.

Attraction to the friends arrayed around the coffee table split evenly, her bimbofied mindset somehow attaining greater attraction to all the parts that made up a person of both feminine and masculine appearance. The fine muscles, tuned from school sports and having a bit more testosterone in the system, on Kyle’s body as well as the sign of his bulging dick, already of interest to her transformed mind, surged to the forefront of her perverted focus.

At the same time her attraction to the three other girls attained a new fascination. Her eyes seemed incapable of doing all but focusing on her friends, the only thoughts roaming through her mind being that of how she’d love to worship both cock and pussy alike.

As for the other two girls before her, her interests shifted to bigger and bigger endowments. Her array of personal toys at home warped, becoming both longer and of substantial girth as her own practice with said toys increased her capabilities with using them before her nightly audience. Massive equine shaped and other degenerative types of cock, all of inhuman proportions.

Yet to the group of friends things remained mostly the same to their perception as Kyle reached for the die. Samara’s lewd but slightly quiet moaning as she again gave into her perversity, cumming until blindness overcame her, besides that and Venice’s own roaming hands, very little stood out to the group as too out of the ordinary. Each was aware of small things here and there, small bits of awareness kept throughout the game so far.

“Focus for two seconds dude”

Kyle was once again pulled from the reverie of seeing so much feminine pleasure on display. Glancing to his sister and giving the girl a raspberry, he switched focus to the die and playing his turn.

He moved 3 spaces.

Another decides (Jane) - Unaware decider

Physical - weight increase - 150

Or

Physical - Enlarge breasts - 100

“Wow, that’s shiiiiit.” Kyle groaned, his gaze shifting towards Jane, his “decider” for the choice.

Jane smirked, twisting her own green eyes between the two twins, already certain which of the two options she thought the better choice.

She selected “physical - enlarge breasts” enjoying the moment where he heard Kyle’s whining groan before the memory of her action slipped away.

Both Kelley and Venice watched on, interest and excitement visible in their expressions as they watched the curious change taking place on his chest.

His pecs, which had been just visible under his shirt, swelled forth, just a little too soft and “buoyant” to appear normal on a visibly masculine person.

“This is so fucking weird.” he growled, staring down at his new and swollen “pecs” which pushed out at his shirt enough to almost look like the real deal. For now he just looked like he had a “fat chest”, a bizarre contrast to the rest of his fairly athletic form.

He reached up, shock written on his face as his fingers settled against the soft skin and halted just a bit into the pillowy cushion barely jutting off his pecs. Shock shifted to a smile filled with heat as his hand moved to more fully grasp the delightfully sensitive orb and he began to feel it up more enthusiastically.

“Haha! You’re such a slut dude. Should have known you’d like having tits!” Kelley bodily laughed, pointing at the explorative twin.

“We-ell…” he blushed, turning to the side. “No one ever wants to share so… y’know…”

He glanced towards his sister, his eyes falling irrevocably towards the girl’s four tits straining at her shirt and bouncing with her laughter.

Jane’s frown twisted back and forth between the pair, unsure of what exactly was happening at that moment while Venice watched on with a small smile of her own, heat running through her dark cheeks as her hands continued to keep her body high on arousal.

With a mirthful expession and an arm wrapped around her friend turned lover, she leaned towards the table.

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

You decide (unaware decider)

Physical - Grow taller - 200

Or

Unique - Hyper TF (choice) - 100

Kelley began to lean forwards, immediately excited at the prospect of getting some of her height back but then Jane grabbed her, perhaps just a little too aggressively, the feeling of warm air tickling her neck as Jane’s voice blew across her…

“Take the Hyper Kells… take it and I’ll do whatever the hell you want tonight…” she said, the desperation in her voice causing a stir of heat to simmer through Kelley’s excited clit.

“Whatever I want huh?” she mused aloud with a smirk, her finger mere inches above the screen.

The idea of Jane, more dominant than ever, a girl which she only had memories of having amazing sex with, to have her completely at her every whim...

She glanced at the “height increase” option one last time with a sigh before pressing the “Hyper Tf” option, specifically thinking of the most interesting part of her already, the part which only she knew not to be the actual reality.

At a pace that shocked all the others, her four separate average sized breasts ballooned outwards as if pumped full of some thick and gooey substance. Quickly the outpaced the constraints of her already stretched top, shredding both that and the underlying bra trying to contain her original set. They slid across each other in her lap, packed onto her thighs and shifting outwards from each other as less and less space became available for the quartet to rest in front of Kelley’s body.

“Ahhh, not a-fucking-gain…” Kelley grumbed, staring with annoyance at the tattered cloth lying limply across her shoulders and just touching the base of all her titty-flesh.

Jane and Samara ogled the expanding breast tissue with enthusiastic glee, their long held perverse interest in all things too-large immediately smitten with the sight of so much titty in so little space. Venice and Kyle shared similar interest, if perhaps with enough sense of self to glance away even as they both squirmed in their seats, Venice’s ambisexual interests as well as the slight eagerness for all things large causing a stir inside her chest not-quite on the level of the bimbo-minded girl or Kelley’s own hijacked lover. Kyle meanwhile just liked seeing tits… just not so enthused that he was growing so excited by his sister…

“This game is so weird…” Venice murmured, blushing furiously as a hand slipped below her panties and began to fondle her synthetic, hard clit.