The second break

Liam found himself back in his room, magically teleported from the game room. He sat down on his bed with a sigh. Garth...what happened to him, could happen to Liam too. The game had just seemed fun at for first, but the stakes have been raised down.

Suddenly he looked down and realized he'd shoved his hand into his pants and was slowly stroking him. Wait, what? He shook his head and tried pulling his hand out. He couldn't.

He groaned, right. He has to masturbate several times per day now. He'd definitely made the wrong call. Every single day? What had he been thinking.

He closed his eyes and the new female form of Garth appeared. "Gah!" He shook his head to clear the image. He didn't want to masturbate to...a guy. Even if he was cu...

No, he couldn't. A new image appeared. Alice's top stretched to bursting over her new tits. He grinned, that was more like it

Alice walked nervously towards the library, she felt like everyone was staring. Everyone would be an exaggeration but she was certainly getting more attention than usual. She felt her breasts jiggle with every step. It was horrible. For the first time she needed a bra but she couldn't even try one on. At first she'd used her hands to hold them, but that definitely attracted even more attention.

"Nice tits!" A male voice called out. She turned and saw a strange ogling her.

"F-fuck off!" She managed to get out. The man snorted and walked away.

Alice sighed, this was her life now. She quickened her pace, ignoring what it did to her chest. Her research at the library was even more important now.

Garth started at himself in the mirror. His hand cupped his smooth cheek. He ran a hand through his hair. He grabbed his tits. His fucking tits.

"No...no way." He said. Then he regretted saying anything at all. That voice, it was so soft. It wasn't his voice.

He turned away from the mirror and walked towards his desk, only for his pants to fall down, nearly tripping him. He swore. His pants were way too big now, all his clothes were. He looked over at the suitcase full of Tina's clothes.

He resisted the temptation for only a moment. He stripped off his old clothes and strode towards the suitcase, intentionally avoiding looking in the mirror. He didn't need to see himself naked, not yet anyway.

He found a pair of jeans and a t-shirt in Tina's clothes and quickly put them on. Now he stood in front of the mirror and instantly realized that he couldn't go out in public like this. His nipples were clearly visible through the shirt. He definitely didn't want that kind of attention.

He rummaged around some more and found a bra, but it didn't fit. Sighing he kept looking until he found a cozy sweater which he instantly put on. Looking in the mirror again he still felt strange, but he could go out at least.

There was a knock at the door. He pretended not to be there and stayed very still. The knock came again, "Garth I heard you in there! Let me in. I need new clothes!" Shit, it was Tina.

Garth called out in his new female voice, "Go away."

"Who the fuck is that?" Tina asked, "Just open the door and let me get my clothes."

Garth tried to ignore her but she kept knocking. Then she escalated to kicking the door. Finally he gave in and opened it.

"Fucking finally," Tina said, "Wait is that my sweater?"

Garth opened his mouth to deny it but instead he found himself asking a question, "What should my name be?"

"Huh?" Tina said, confused, "I don't know, Barbie? Happy? Now can I get some clothes?" She pushed past Barbie and looked at the suitcase, then back at Barbie, "That is my sweater..."

"I'm sorry. I didn't have anything else to wear," Barbie said defensively, then the magic took over, "I need a last name too."

"Huh? Are you dumb? Huh, maybe you are. Fine, your last name can be bimbo, since you clearly are one. I'm taking this outfit. Tell Garth he'd better wash those clothes and not let anyone else wear them or the deals off. Got it?"

Barbie nodded slowly as Tina stormed off. She looked her herself in the mirror, "My name is Barbie Bimbo. Fuck. My name is Barbie..." It was like it was part of her name. That was her name. Garth sounded foreign, alien. Garth was someone else's name. Her name...was Barbie Bimbo.

Sophia stayed in her room. Studying. Well, trying to at least. It was difficult to focus with the giant red ball in her mouth, and that was before she contemplated her fate of needing daily permission to cover herself.

Finally though the ball disappeared. She gasped and ran to grab a water bottle to finally get a drink. That was horrible, but at least it was temporary. She wasn't looking forward to needing a shower.

She looked down at her textbook, she was getting nowhere with that. With a sigh she grabbed her purse and headed out.

She found Monique sitting on her front porch reading a trashy romance novel. The kind with a shirtless man in a cowboy hat on the cover. "Monique!" She called, getting her friends attention.

"Hey bitch!" Monique replied happily, setting her book down. "How's the project going? You bang Liam yet?"

Sophia rolled her eyes, "No. And I'm not going to. I told you I wasn't interested in him."

Monique shrugged, "I'm telling you he's a good fuck. Not boyfriend material but," she hefted her novel, "I have this for that."

"Please you just read that for the sex scenes."

Monique shook her head, "Nope. I just love reading love stories, I mostly skip the sex scenes."

Oh, Sophia was a little surprised. Monique was definitely one of her more sex positive friends, she didn't expect her to say that. Still, it had to be the truth.

"Listen Monique... something happened on the project..."

"What? Oh you hooked up with Barbie instead? Or Alice? Oh don't tell me Alice fucked Liam?" Monique asked excitedly.

"What? No." Sophia suddenly realized that she understood who Barbie was. She could remember Garth, but it felt impossible to associate that name with the person she'd left earlier today. "We found this board game...it sounds like I'm lying but it's true...it's magic."

"Magic? Huh." Monique said slowly.

"It's why nobody can lie. Go ahead. Try."

Monique shook her head, "I believe you...but don't say anything else."

"Huh? Why not?" Sophia said.

"It's like a horror movie. You're about to turn me from an innocent bystander to an active participant." Monique said.

"What? No way. That's not how it works. Please? I need to tell somebody..."

Monique rolled her eyes, "Fine. Lay it on me."

Sophia started at the beginning, telling Monique all about the board game and what had happened. When she was done Monique stood up to hug her, "I'm sorry you have to go through this alone, I wish I could help..."

Suddenly a voice boomed from nowhere, "Wish granted!"

Sophia blinked. She was back in the library, Monique was standing in front of her, hands on hips. "I fucking told you..." She said.

Sophia looked down at the board. There were 5 game tokens now. "Oops."