Round 7 Vote Results

Rachel went to grab the dice but suddenly the board dinged and a card shot out. She picked it up instead, "Oh. Wow. It's done."

"What's done?" Nat asked.

"Your BOB. Yours and Dylan's..." Rachel said, "Ok for Dylan it says...a tie. With 30% each it's Thongs Thongs Thongs and Locked Loophole,

"Thongs Thongs Thongs - Dylan will feel fully dressed whenever she wears a thong and not experience any embarrassment or need to cover up further but if she's not wearing one then she'll feel extremely embarrassed and shameful and never be able to get used to it,

"Locked Loophole - Dylan will be able to wear whatever she wants, regardless of how much skin she's showing, and without trigging her too hot to handle transformation...as long as it's locked on. She'll be unable to ever touch the key to unlock anything on her body."

Dylan froze. She'd been sitting there naked, of course, and had been perfectly fine with it. Well, she would have preferred to be dressed of course, but these were her close friends and she'd spent enough time around them naked lately that she'd gotten somewhat used to it. She'd stopped trying to cover her chest and pussy and had more or less been sitting naturally. Suddenly she felt totally ashamed. She slapped her arm across her tits, easier said than done given their size, while her other hand tried to cover her pussy, "Shit...I'm naked!"

"Uh...duh?" Lina said.

Dylan shook her head, "No. Don't look...fuck..."

Oliver understood what she needed. He ran to her room and tore into her suitcase. He found a thong, luckily she'd packed one, and ran back, "Everyone look away," Only Nat and Eliza did. "NOW!" He said more forcefully and Lina and Rachel finally did. He passed the thong to Dylan, "here." Then he himself turned away.

Dylan quickly put the thong on and pulled it up. As soon as it was in place she felt so much better. She stopped trying to cover her tits and relaxed completely. Intellectually she knew she was still topless, but she felt just as comfortable as if she was wearing a bulky hoody and sweatpants, "Thanks Oliver."

"Glad I could help Miss." Oliver said, sitting back down.

"Wait but like...she like gonna go crazy in like...2 hours right?" Lina asked.

Dylan bit her lip. That was true. She felt much better now that she had her thong on, but it wasn't except like her corset was. She was going to go 'into heat' in two hours if she stayed this way.

"I don't know that we can lock a thong on..." Oliver mused, "I'll set a timer for an hour and 50 minutes. When it goes off she'll have to go take a nude break in her room."

Dylan nodded, "Yeah. We can manage. Short stints..."

Nat didn't care that all the attention was on Dylan, "And me?" He asked, "What's my situation?"

Rachel looked down at the card, "You...also got a tie..."

"Fuck!"

"With 33% each the winners are chain gang and the written truth," Rachel said, "Let's see...

"Chain gang - Nat's nipples are pierced and a thin golden chain dangles between the piercings. The piercings and chain can never be removed and Nat must obey anyone holding the chain,

"The written truth - Anything written about Nat's boobs, on his boobs, becomes real. Nat will feel a **** urge to have at least one thing written on them and cannot refuse anyone's request to write, and cannot intentionally erase anything that's written."

Nat instantly felt something sharp poking his nipples, "Ow!" He pulled his shirt out and looked down. He was wearing a bra, Eliza and Rachel had insisted, so he couldn't see his nipples but there was a thin golden chain disappearing into the cups. Then the second transformation kicked in. There was nothing written on them...he wanted, no, he NEEDED, something. He looked around. Was there a pen or marker anywhere? He could write on himself right?

"Nat, come with me." Rachel ordered. She gently pushed Eliza off her lap and walked over to the kitchen. She pulled a sharpie out of a drawer and waited. Nat found himself following her. Not only did he feel submissive because her chest was bigger than his, he also felt that he couldn't refuse to let her write something, "Show me your tits." Rachel ordered.

Nat sighed but pulled his sweater off, then unhooked the bra and removed it. He stood there facing her, with his back towards their friends.

Rachel bit her lip as she thoguht about what she wanted to write. Then she giggled and grabbed the chain dangling between them, "Bark like a dog."

"WOOF WOOF WOOF" Nat started barking uncontrollably.

"Stop. Wow, that's amazing. Ok let's see..." She wrote the letter F and for a brief moment Nat thought she might write flat and give him back a male chest. But no, she kept going, F-C-U-P-S.

"F cups? R-" Before Nat could finish his chest exploded outward. He looked down in horror at his new, huge, chest. "Fuck!"

Rachel smirked, "There, now you are as big as Eliza!"

Nat tried to rub it off, but his hand wouldn't even touch the letters. He glared at her and stole the sharpie. Beside it he wrote flat, but nothing happened. He didn't know if it was because F cups came first, or because he had written it, but nothing happened either way. He was too distracted by his failure to stop Rachel from stealing the sharpie back.

"Hey! Stop!" Nat said.

"Let me write." Rachel ordered and he found his resistance deplete. Rachel quickly wrote something else, "There!"

"What did you write? She wrote on the underside of one tit and he couldn't easily read it.

Rachel smirked and started groping him. He sighed, "Are you done? I want to put my sweater back on."

"No, I'm not done..." Rachel said. "Tell me to stop if you don't want me to."

Nat looked at her, confused, he couldn't tell her to stop. Wait, why couldn't he tell her to stop? "Rach...what did you write?"

Rachel laughed and moved her hands away, "Ok. You can put your sweater on." She put the sharpie back and went to sit down. Nat pulled the sweater over, stretching it over his new tits. He didn't bother with the bra and was acutely aware of how they jiggled as he moved. He sat down on the couch and sighed, "What are you all looking at?"

Lina suddenly reached forward with both hands and placed them on his tits. Nat rolled his eyes but didn't stop her. Lina squeezed him and giggled, "Fuck...well done Rach."

"Huh, what did she do?" Oliver asked, slow on the uptake.

Curious, Dylan reached over and poked his breast too, "Oh I get it..."

"Figure it out Nat?" Rachel asked, "I wrote free use."

Nat glared at her.

"I was going to write something like bare or topless, but this is more fun, don't you think? Don't worry, sharpie washes off...eventually..."

"Rachel!" Eliza said, "That was mean. Eliza is disappointed in you."

Rachel pouted, then whispered something in Eliza's ear. Of course since nobody had tweaked her nipple, it was loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Gross, get a room." Oliver said, "Disgusting."

Rachel shot him a look, "Just because you've never had anyone willing to eat your ass doesn't mean you wouldn't enjoy it," She winked at him, "I bet Lina would do it for you. Just tell her to."

Eliza's face was beat red, "Um...Rachel you should roll..." She wanted the conversation far, far away from her now.

"Fine," Rachel picked up the dice and rolled. A 1. The dice, "Great, no choices. It says...Horns. Bumps, cute and not much more than bumps on your head, these can give you that cowgirl or succubus feel without being in the way. Horns? Fucking horns?"

Eliza got off her lap and turned for a better look, "Rachel you look...gorgeous..."

Rachel patted the top of her head, felt the hard horn sticking out, "Gorgeous? No, I'm an animal!" She put her hands in her lap and glanced at Eliza, daring her to refute it.

"Ya, like a cow." Nat suggested.

"More like a succubus." Lina said.

"Shut up!" Eliza cried, shocking everyone, "No Rachel. You ARE gorgeous. Eliza loves you just the way you are. Eliza think you look like a Goddess."

Rachel felt her heart flutter, "A goddess?" Her lips curled upwards, "Well...I suppose we make quite the otherworldly pair don't we? You will roll now." She hadn't meant to be quite so direct, but Eliza understood. She picked up the dice and rolled.

"Treasure card, undo random. Easy access...Eliza can wear underwear again!" Eliza beamed, her happiness obvious even with her muted expressions.

Rachel grinned too, "Or not. The game might allow it, but I certainly don't."

Eliza just stuck out her tongue, though truthfully the idea of being denied permission to wear underwear did kind of excite her.

Dylan picked up the dice next, "4...oh I'm on the corner. Let's see. The challenge is first to orgasm and I can pick my opponent. Oh and it says restrictions will be lifted for the contest so I guess that means I don't need to do it doggystyle..." She looked around the room before settling on Nat, "Sorry Nat. I pick you."

"What? That's not fair. I...I'm not used to this body."

"Ya. That's why I picked you." Dylan explained. She looked around but she felt too embarrassed to take off her thong and masturbate here, "I'm going to my room..." She crawled away as fast as she could. After a second Nat got up. Without saying a word he fled to his own room.

The others just sat and waited for the battle too conclude. After a minute soft moans could be heard coming from Dylan's room, but nothing from Nat. Then Dylan screamed in victory and a moment later crawled out of her room. Her face was flushed and she was naked except for her thong, but she looked happy.

They expected Nat to come back right away, but he didn't. After a few minutes Oliver got up and knocked on his door, "Uh Nat...it's over..."

"Fuck!" Nat's voice came back, "That's why...Oliver...give...no...nevermind. Give me a minute."

Oliver went to sit back down. Nat took another minute before coming out. He looked much worse than Dylan, having forcibly edged himself without release. "So I lost?"

Dylan looked at the card, "It says I get to give you one of my transformations."

"Fuck, please Dyl..."

"I'm sorry. I'm giving you the handcuffs. Do you know how hard it is to crawl with your wrists bound like that? Just be glad I didn't give you the crawling instead."

As soon as she was done Nat's hands snapped together. He tried pulling them apart, but of course he was unsuccessful. Meanwhile Dylan stretched her arms apart wide with a big grin on her face. Nat looked like he wanted to complain, but he supposed she was being considerate of him after all. She had many worse transformations she could have given him.

Lina ignored all this and picked up the dice. She rolled a 5 and landed on the CG space, "Rug Munching on The Mind You will begin to slowly fantasize about oral sex with vaginas, and this desire only resets after doing said act. Huh, so now I need a Master and a Mistress. Dylan-"

"Nope. Still straight." Dylan answered before Lina could ask.

Lina shrugged, "Worth a try. Go ahead Master."

Oliver rolled a 4 and moved to the gatcha space, "It says...fuck. Breeder. Feel very aroused at the idea of having a mixed-race baby."

Lina's eyes went wide, "D-don't look at me like that Master!"

Oliver blushed and looked away, "I wasn't. I'm not. Fuck." This was bad. He was bound to sleep with Lina again. And again. And again. It seemed inevitable. And now...the imagine of her belly swollen with his child...he **** himself to shake the image away. He didn't HAVE to impregnant her. It was just a new fetish, but he could control himself.

Nat rolled next, getting a treasure and undoing 'Free Advertising'. He was glad he hadn't spent a lot of time asking strangers to fuck, and now he wouldn't have to. He really wanted to get rid of 'Easy' too, but that would have to wait.

"Alright, my turn." Rachel picked up the dice, "Can't be worse than horns, can it?" She tossed the dice and landed on...