Your turn

The deck is reset, and everyone pulls their card. Up until this point, no noticeable changes have been made...until this hand.

Chad, Ben, and Amy draw middle cards.

Brian on the other hand draws the lowest. Whereas Samantha once again pulls high.

Brian: Damn, that's not good.

Chad: No it is not haha.

Brian waits in anticipation for his punishment as Samantha scribbles away. For a girl so shy she plays this game with such a different personality. He starts to wonder if she is a closet pervert. Eventually, she finishes her writing.

Samantha's paper reads: You will be the woman version of yourself.

Trying to wrap his head around what he is reading, Brian feels a sudden tingle throughout his body, looking down he sees his shirt expand around his chest. Feeling weight being added to his chest, he realizes that he is growing breasts! It's a strange feeling that he can't relate to anything he has experienced in his life. He then feels his dick shrinking, quickly pulls his pants out he watches as it completely disappears into his body, being replaced by a slit. Before his mind registers anything else he starts feeling small as his body shrinks a few inches, his skin softens, and his hair grows down to the middle of his back. He now looks like a small very female version of himself, with a tit-to-arm ratio that rivals Samantha. It's such a weird feeling, but admittedly not a bad one.

It all happened so fast, Brian's mind is racing to comprehend what the fuck just happened.

Chad: God damn! You are one hot bitch, you probably should have been born like this...Brianne haha.

Brian looks at Chad with a tinge of anger.

Brian: You can shut your-

Brian stops talking as he registers the new voice coming from his mouth. It was so feminine, high-pitched, not his normal one.

Brian: What the hell is this?!

Chad: I told you the rules already, why are you surprised?

Brian goes to stand up, now only 5' 7" easily the shortest one in the room he suddenly feels significantly more drunk. Probably due to his recent changes, he feels incredibly more ****. Slightly swaying in place Brian tries to get a grip when a pair of hands reaches around from behind him and begins to grope his new breasts. The sensation shocks and sends him into a state in-between reality and drunken bliss. It feels so good that he doesn't fight it, slowly losing himself to the expert movements.

Amy: I think this is amazing, and Brianne is a good name for you now isn't it?

Amy expertly fondles Brian's tits. Unable to fight her off Brian just accepts her hands, slightly leaning into her. Brian's face begins to flush with a light pink letting out a small moan, he feels a strange warmth coming from his new slit.

Brian: mmh~ Yeah, that's right...

Amy: Great, I'm glad you agree Brianne!

Chad: That was quick, I guess Brianne is also a slut. Bet you can't wait to taste a dick huh? Haha

Brian now fully immersed with his new body doesn't even retort. It doesn't matter right now, everything feels so good!

Chad ends Amy's fun and calls for another round. Brianne and Amy take their seats. Brianne still flush is breathing heavily, her mind unable to settle as Amy caresses her thigh, trying to work her way farther up.

Soon Brianne is able to at least produce some rational thoughts, and it occurs to her that the game is real. Does that mean that the effects could be permanent? What if she has to be Brianne forever?! Would that be bad? Brianne is too drunk to make sense of anything, the next round is starting. Unsure, but still feeling the remnants of Amy's touch Brianne doesn't feel scared, only wondering what happens next. Amy almost forcefully makes Brianne drink more, with the hopes of reducing her resistance. After a few sips, the next round is ready to begin.