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Mark laid out a cheese platter and took a big swig of wine. His wife had decided that they would throw a little party for their college friends. He checked the temperature on the probe thermometer. The chicken would be done soon. He walked to the fridge and checked his tie in the stainless steel reflection. "A tie? Really?" Allison had managed to sneak up on him again. Her lithe form was covered with jeans and a simple white peasant blouse, her long brown hair in a ponytail. "We can't all wear a jumpsuit to work, dear," Mark grumbled. "This isn't supposed to be work." Allison's eyes flickered to the half full bottle of wine. "And yet, here we are," Mark said. "When was the last time we even talked to them? I don't think I've seen Karen in a year. Face it Allie, we've grown apart." "We actually haven't," Allison said. "I text Priya at least once a week, and Karen and I chat on Facebook a lot. She's always showing off her crafting projects. You're the one who's growing apart." "I see you left out Alex." "Ok, fine. Alex is a little more distant, which is why we are doing this. We need to have our friends back in our life. This is gonna be fun. Just take off that tie, and get another bottle of wine to replace the one you drank." Allison stormed out, stopping in the living room to catch her breath. Things had gotten worse lately. Mark had become more dour, and seemed to resent that she loved her job. It wasn't her fault that Mark didn't know how to take risks and go for something better. He had taken a job out of college with the state Department of Revenue. He had benefits, steady work, and he'd even been promoted once, but he was still a cubicle drone. Meanwhile, Allison had turned a hobby into a career, working as a skydiving instructor. She didn't make quite as much, but she was getting paid to jump out of airplanes, which was a win in her book. The doorbell rang, and Allison hustled to answer it. "Karen, come in!" "Hi Allison, I like your house," Karen said, striding in. Her long legs were clad in loose jeans, and her short, dark blonde hair framed her round guileless face. "I brought you a bonsai," she said, anxiously handing over a small bush. "Um, thanks Karen," said Allison. She looked around the room for a good place for the gift. Mark preferred it when things were kept in place and wasn't a fan of decorations on furniture. Nonetheless she dropped the bonsai onto the coffee table. "Can I offer you a glass of wine?" "Sure," Karen said. By the time Allison was back with a glass of Riesling, Karen had already plopped herself on the couch and was staring intently at her phone. Allison was considering how to draw her back out when the doorbell rang again. Allison opened the door to find Alex waiting for her. He was dressed mostly casually in a green polo shirt and jeans. His brown hair hung a little over his glasses, and his grin was partially obscured by a thin goatee. He had a box slung under one arm. "Hey Allison, long time no see," he said. Allison smiled back, slightly uncomfortably with Alex as always. "Hey Alex, come on in, Karen's in the living room." "Thanks Allison. It's been a while since one of our get togethers, and I have a hunch there may be a few awkward pauses. So, I brought something to fill in the gaps." He hefted the box, red and blue with the title EXCHANGE emblazoned in bold letters across the cover. Allison grimaced inwardly. Alex's games tended to be a little more complicated than she liked. Although she had to admit, they did fill the gaps in conversation. They went into the living room and made small talk for a few minutes. Alex and Karen were actually still catching up when the doorbell rang again. The door opened to reveal a short Indian woman and a tall white man. Allison couldn't help but let out a little squeal at the sight of Priya, and quickly gave her a hug. Priya and Allison had been best friends in college, but they had drifted apart a bit in life. Allison regarded her friend, still shorter, still curvier, and still blessed with the most luxurious long black hair. Priya smiled right back, Allison's excitement quickly becoming contagious. Both girls broke into frenzied greetings for a while, talking over each other and yet still responding to each inquiry. Eventually they both turned to regard the man. "This is Rich, my boyfriend," said Priya. Allison smiled at the lanky man, and warmly shook his hand. "Pleased to meet you," she said sweetly. "Come on inside, dinner should be ready soon." Mark's cooking was excellent as always, and his wine selection had certainly enhanced the meal further. Three whole bottles were down by the time the party moved back into the living room. Most of the conversation was dominated by Allison and Priya, especially now that Allison had a few glasses in her. Mark and Alex had chatted on and off about various work related things, but they each spent most of their time watching Allison and Priya. Karen had very little to say, and Rich barely knew anyone, leaving them both out of the conversation. Eventually, Priya got up to go to the bathroom, and the conversation stopped dead. Mark eyed Allison meaningfully, but she was a bit too bleary to notice the glance. Rich stared around the room with huge saucer eyes, the web of old friendships still intimidating him. Karen pulled out her phone again. Alex smirked at Allison. "Called it. So why don't we give the new game a try?" "Ok Alex," Allison sighed, "but you have to promise that we'll put it away if it is too much for everyone." "Deal," he said. In short order the box had been opened and spread out across the table. There was a game board, but not in the traditional sense. And there were no dice. Alex, quickly reading the rules, directed the others to lay out four piles of cubes, each a different color, and five different decks of cards. The backs of the cards were decorated with simple circles in four colors, pink, blue, red, and green. The fifth deck had no markings on the back, except for the name of the game. Each player was handed a few figures, which Alex called meeples, and a small cardboard screen, with which to hide the cubes. "Is everyone ready to hear the rules?" Alex said. The group responded with a general chorus of half interested assent. Allison and Rich each poured another glass of wine. "Great. So this game operates in two phases, the trading phase and the penalty phase. In the trading phase, each player will use their actions to try to accumulate as many cubes as possible." Here Alex spent quite a while on the details of each cube and location. "At the end of each round we will each draw one of six cards, in the order of the most cubes. These cards apparently will hinder us in the ability to proceed, but are also the win condition of the game. You get points equal to the square of the amount of matching colors you have." This was greeted with blank stares. "Um. You get more points the more of a particular color you have. So it is a good idea to go hard at one color, or more likely, two." He laid out six cards, one of each color and two blanks. "The blanks can have any of the four colors underneath, and so might not be a good pick. Whoever has the most points at the end of the game wins. The rulebook recommends 3 rounds for a beginner game." "This might be a little too complicated Alex," said Allison, frowning. "It's not that bad," chirped Karen. "The only phase that matters is picking cards. All the other stuff is just jockeying for position to get the cards you need." "I think you are just too drunk to get it," Priya chimed in. "Hey, I'm not too drunk. This is only my fourth glass," said Allison. "Wait. Fourth? Hmmm. You might be on to something." "Let's just get this show on the road," grumbled Mark. The first round got underway, as each player placed the meeples in order to get as many cubes as possible. Alex only had to stop to explain the rules twice, once to Allison, and once to clarify a small point for Rich. Eventually, they tabulated the cubes. Rich had the most, then Alex, Mark, Allison, Priya, and Karen. "Ha!" said Allison, pointing at Priya. "Now who's too drunk?" Rich looked at the six cards. "So each one of these will make playing harder?" he asked. "Yeah," said Alex. "They each have some theme, but the rulebook wasn't clear what color does what. Maybe some of them make trading cubes harder or something. I dunno." "Ok then, if I have no information to go off of, I'll just pick one." Rich reached for the blue card and flipped it over. On the other side, there was a blue spot with a male symbol in the corner of the card. The center read: "The most masculine thing about you is even more masculine." "What the hell does that mean?" asked Mark. "How does that make playing the game harder?" asked Alex. Rich, however, was silent, although his eyes were getting wider. "Um. Excuse me," he said, and bolted for the bathroom. Everyone else was silent for a beat before moving on. Alex was the next to draw. Shrugging his shoulders slightly, he picked the red card. The other side featured a black studded belt inside the red spot, and the words "You will freely tell the whole truth." "That... doesn't really seem like it could be enforced. I get that it's a detriment to my play, but how would anyone know?" Alex asked nobody in particular. "Yeah, this game is weirder than usual Alex," said Karen. "Where'd you get it?" "It was on silent auction at a board game convention. Nobody bid on it, probably because it wasn't on Board Game Geek. The girl who was selling told me that it was the only copy, and that I should play it with friend rather than at a convention. I don't really know why." Alex's face twisted into confusion and concern. "Alex, did you mean to say that?" asked Mark. "No, I was going to go into far less detail. I think that this game might be able to make me tell the truth. But that's impossible." At this point, Rich returned to the group, and quickly strode over to Priya. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Your what?" Priya exclaimed. Rich blushed and sat down, nodding. "Guys," she said, "Rich says that his dick got bigger when he drew that card." Everyone stared at her in silence before Allison piped up. "How much bigger?" Mark looked at her with disgust. Rich looked at the floor. "I don't think that's my secret to share," said Priya archly. "Alright, I think game time is over for tonight," said Mark. He tried to pick up the little cardboard screen in front of him, but it wouldn't move. Did you see Jumanji, Mark?" asked Alex. "Yes I saw fucking Jumanji, Alex." Mark sneered. "Which is why I'm trying to stop. The last thing we need is rhinos crashing through my walls. Now get the hell out. Why would you bring a magic game into my house in the first place?" "Mark!" gasped Allison. "That's very rude!" "No Allison, he's right," said Alex. "A game is one thing, a magic game that changes the players is something else. I don't know how I would have known, but maybe we can just leave it as it is. Priya will probably be happy with the changes anyway." As Priya rolled her eyes, Alex got up to leave, but shortly called from the foyer, "Guys, the door won't open." "Bullshit," growled Mark, who stomped off to the door. "No it isn't," said Alex. "Remember? I can't lie." Alex sullenly stalked back to his seat. He started flipping through the rulebook again. "Ok, there's a line here that says 'there is no provision for ending the game early.' I had just thought that meant that you couldn't tabulate the scores early. I think what we should do is just play the game, and hopefully the changes will go away at the end." There was a general murmur of assent. Everyone looked at Mark, who had the next pick. "Well, we still don't know what the categories are, right?" he said. "So it doesn't really matter what I pick. I'll just go for one of the random cards. That way I might get a big dick too." He picked one of the non-colored cards, which had the red belt on the other side. It read "You will serve as a maid, make sure you look the part." Mark's eyes bugged out and he made strangled noises as his clothes swiftly changed. His dress shirt shrunk down into a black corset with white ruffles. His slacks pulled up and became a short, black skirt, revealing his hairy legs. These were quickly encased by his socks which transformed into nylons. Finally his shoes morphed into four inch black shiny heels. His hair lengthened to mid shoulder, and very generous makeup appeared on his face with lots of blue eye shadow, and ruby lipstick. He sat there panting, staring in disbelief at his suddenly acquired French maid outfit. "What the fuck!" he shouted. "This is ridiculous!" He started pulling at his shoes, but quickly realized that they wouldn't come off. "I can't! Why did you get a bigger dick, but I get stuck as a transvestite?" Mark stood and walked over to the sideboard. He walked like he had been in heels his whole life. "I mean, what kind of fair is that!" He picked up a coaster from the tray and headed back to the living room. "I am so pissed at you Alex, you have no idea." He slid the coaster under Karen's drink. "Honey, I think you might want to pay attention to what you are doing," said Allison, stifling a giggle. "Yeah," smirked Priya, "do you think you can give me a top up?" She wiggled her wine glass. "Of course," said Mark pleasantly. He got up and filled Priya's wineglass without so much as spilling a drop, then sat back down and straightened his skirt. The rest of the group stared in disbelief. Allison picked a piece of cheese off her plate, and dropped it on the carpet. Without comment, Mark stood, minced over to the cheese, picked it up, and carried it to the kitchen to dispose of. Allison noticed when he bent over that he was wearing black lace panties. "That is unsettling," said Alex. "Maybe we should get on with the game so he's like that for less time." "I don't know," said Allison. "It is kinda nice having him clean up. Maybe I'll set him on the laundry next." Mark reentered the room and headed back to his seat. "Or not. I guess it's my turn," she said. She reached down and took the pink card. The other side had a female symbol in a dot and the words "You spend a lot of time shaping your body, now your body will be hourglass shaped." Suddenly, Allison's lithe body burst. Her breasts swelled up to the size of cantaloupes. Her hips widened several inches. In an instant she had gone from a thin athletic body, to a curvy beauty. Her clothes, however, did not keep up with the transformation. Several tearing noises issued from various parts of her body. Allison, her eyes wide, piped a quick "Excuse me," and ran up the stairs, holding her clothes. On the way, her torn pants fell open a bit, exposing her now very round butt. The silence as Allison left was absolute. With the exception that Priya tossed another piece of cheese to the floor, so that she could watch Mark walk it to the kitchen. She caught Rich's eye afterward, and rolled her eyes at his annoyed expression. Allison reappeared before long, now wearing what were clearly once baggy sweatpants and a gigantic t shirt. Despite the baggy clothes, it was still very easy to note her bra-less breasts swaying inside the shirt, and the pants were glued to her rump. Priya didn't waste any time once Allison was back, taking the green card. The green spot on the other side had the stylized representation of six people in it. The text read "You will share of yourself in the simplest of ways, by not wearing any clothes." With a faint pop, Priya's clothes disappeared. Her body was on full display. Mark took one look at her hardening nipples, and tactfully looked away. Rich and Alex stared. Priya instinctively tried to cover herself, but quickly realized the futility and dropped her hands away from her neatly shaven landing strip. "Laugh it up you two, something tells me you'll end up worse in the end," she said. This left just Karen, who took the last face down card. It was also green with the group behind it. It read "You should be a little more open. You now like girls as much as you like guys." Nothing physically happened, but the group watched as Karen's eyes were drawn to Priya, and she blushed. "Karen, honey, did that card just make you bisexual?" asked Allison. "I... um..." Karen blushed harder. "I think so." "That's wild. Everything about this is wild. What happens now?" "The game says that we have two more rounds," said Alex. "So that's it?" Mark asked incredulously. "We just go back to pushing cubes around after everything that happened?" "That's not all," said Priya, wiggling her wineglass. "Oh Marky, I could use a refill. Shake your ruffled butt into the kitchen and get me one." Without a word, Mark rose, took her glass, and went to the kitchen. "Priya, I would appreciate it if you were a little nicer to my husband, even if he is a maid right now," said Allison. She giggled a little. "Not that I blame you." She raised her voice a bit, "Get me another one too Mark!" "Of course madame," called Mark from the kitchen. "Ooooo. Madame. That sounds really good," Allison said with a distant look. "How many times have I told you that?" asked Priya. Rich studiously avoided Priya's eyes. "At any rate, we should get started on another round, so maybe I'll be able to put some clothes on again." As Mark rejoined them, the group began the trading phase again, swapping cubes back and forth. About halfway through, Priya's face lit up, and she asked Alex to explain his strategy. Grimacing somewhat, Alex expounded on exactly what he was doing, including a side note on how he had just crushed Rich. It hadn't been done out of any malice, but it had boosted Alex's cubes by a little bit. Priya seemed to understand the pointers well, but couldn't come back from Alex's lead. The new order for picking cards ended up being Alex, then Priya, Allison, Mark, Karen, and Rich. Alex looked at the cards. "Before we pick, we should probably discuss what each card wants to do. I get that pink makes you more feminine, and blue makes you more masculine, but what do the others do?" Allison smiled. "I think the green ones make you more attractive to people. Like Priya had to take her clothes off, and Karen is more open to doing things with everyone." "I don't know how this makes me more attractive to everyone," said Karen. "Isn't it the reverse? That everyone is more attractive to me?" "No, no. If one of us wanted to do... things with you, we wouldn't worry so much that you would be grossed out." Karen had a skeptical look on her face. "I guess." "And the red one makes you submissive." Allison finished. "I can vouch for that," said Mark. "It feels really weird to have to clean up. Like, I absolutely have to, there is no question. I don't think that's a belt, it's a collar." "Ok then, I think my best option is to make myself more attractive then." Alex reached down and drew the green card. It read "For this night, your body will burn with an unquenchable arousal." Alex groaned. He flushed deep red. Karen and Rich who were sitting next to him noticed a firm tent in his pants. "I... I don't think that green makes you more attractive to the group." He said. "I knew I was right," said Karen. "I bet you'd sleep with the first woman who offered, huh?" Alex looked at her with a pained expression, and nodded. Priya was next, and with little fanfare grabbed the pink card, which said "You will now look more like the cover of a woman's magazine." Priya suddenly straightened. Her hair became more lustrous, every blemish on her dark skin disappeared, and her eyes got slightly larger. Her slightly chubby tummy firmed up, and all of the fat on her thighs vanished. Finally her breasts became perky, with no sag whatsoever. "Oh my God!" she shouted, as she stood and admired her new body. She wasn't alone, the guys (and Karen) all openly stared in awe at her now perfect, naked form. "I'm gorgeous! This is amazing! You," she said, pointing at Rich, "are the luckiest guy in the room." "Excuse me," grunted Alex as he got up and bolted for the bathroom, his erection obvious in his pants. Allison erupted into gales of laughter. "Look at that Priya! Your new body is so hot that Alex had to go jerk off." "I don't know about that. At least some of his distress came from the card." "And your fantastic tits." Alex came back into the room after only a few minutes, and Allison called out to him. "That was quick, just a bathroom break?" "No," he replied glumly. "I masturbated." His erection was still bulging in his pants. Clearly the card that made him horny would keep him that way even if he came. Allison laughed again, and turned toward the board. "I can either pick masculine, submissive, or something random. Well, maybe if I pick masculine, I'll lose these curves and go back to normal." Karen, Mark and Priya recognized what she was saying and spoke up; trying to stop her, but it was too late. She had already picked up the card. It read "Hips aren't the only thing straight on a man." Allison gasped and stuck her hand straight down her pants. Her eyes were wide as the hand lingered down there. And lingered longer. Finally she peeped, "I have a dick." "Allison, sweetie, you make really bad decisions when you're drunk," said Priya. "Why would it even your curves back out? The game has been messing with us for a while. Hell, look at your husband." Mark looked even more glum in his maid outfit, not only was he trapped in frills and heels, but his wife had the wrong set of genitals now. Meanwhile, Priya got more beautiful than ever. "I know," said Allison. "I just hoped that I could go back to normal." "I don't think we will be normal, at least until the game is over." Priya turned over what she just said in her head. She began to plan out some ideas for the rest of the night. Mark was looking glumly at the cards. The only face up choice was more submission. He picked one of the face down cards. It was red with the collar. Mark groaned. It read "Maids should be very accommodating. You will provide oral sex to anyone who requests it." "What?" he burst out. The rest of the group looked at him, then at each other. "Do we want to test it out?" asked Priya to nobody in particular. "He's my husband, Priya," said Allison, her voice carrying a faint, icy chill. "Right. Of course," Priya stuttered. Karen took the next card partly to diffuse the sudden tension. She didn't want submissiveness any more than anyone else did, so she took the face down card. Rich sighed as she reached for it. "Sorry Rich," she said. "I'm sure it'll be ok." Karen's card was blue and masculine on the other side. "Hips may not be the only straight thing on a man, but that's a good place to start with you." Karen straightened her back. Her breasts vanished back into her body, her hips straightened. In a second, she appeared to be totally male. She stood in surprise, groping at her flat chest. Her pants didn't fit well anymore, due to the lack of hips, and sagged somewhat, revealing the top of her panties. She reached up and even felt the very beginning of some stubble on her chin. "Maybe." She stopped. Her voice had taken on a deep, masculine timbre. "Maybe I should have gone with submission." "Are you male everywhere?" Allison asked with awe in her voice. Karen shook her head, and looked at her hair, which was still a little long for a guy, but shorter than it had been earlier. "All right Rich, no suspense for you," said Priya. Rich gingerly picked up the submissive card. It read "Pick one of your fellow players. You must follow any order given by that player." Rich looked up, eyes wide. "Any order?" The rest of the group stared back at him in shock, with the exception of Priya. She was staring at him with an expression which clearly indicated Big Trouble if he made the wrong choice. "I choose Priya." Rich said, with deep trepidation. "You made the right choice honey. This will be just like every other Saturday night. You'll love it." "What was that about every other Saturday?" asked Allison. "Now that this round is done, I need a break. Allison, would you come with me, I want to talk to you about something? I'll remind you about our Saturdays. Rich, you come too." With that, Priya stood and led Allison and Rich up the stairs. They went into the master bedroom and closed the door. "Saturdays Allison. I've told you that every other Saturday Rich and I play mistress and slave." "Oh right." "Exactly, and do you remember how much fun I told you it was?" Priya noticed that Rich was blushing furiously at her admission of their sex lives. "There's no need to be ashamed that I dominate you honey. You are proud to be a slave." Rich straightened, and his blush started to fade. "Good boy. Now what are you?" "I'm your slave," he said proudly. "Good boy. Kneel to await your next order. You will not divulge Allison and my conversation with anyone. As a reward, whenever you think about being submissive, you will become more and more aroused." "Yes mistress." Rich sank to his knees, a bulge growing in his pants. "Wow," Allison said, breathing a little hard. "Exactly. And we do this every two weeks. Although I've never had his mind before, so there's a lot of fun to be had here. But last time we talked you said you were going to try being dominant with Mark. How did that go?" "Not too well. Mark isn't really the submissive type, you know?" "What happened?" "He let me tie him up with the silk scarves, but really couldn't take it when I started tweaking his nipples. It just didn't end up good, you know?" "That's it? His nipples? Rich, take your shirt off." Rich quickly complied. "What are you doing?" "Showing you what you are missing." She reached down and pinched Rich's left nipple. He gritted his teeth and hissed. "Does that hurt?" she asked. "Yessssss," he replied. "But you let me do it anyway. Why exactly is that?" "Because I'm your slave," he moaned. Allison moaned too. Priya looked over and noticed her friend feeling herself through her sweatpants. She looked up at Priya with wide eyes. "I think I have an erection." "You absolutely have an erection. And it looks like the game didn't skimp on your size. Pull it out, I want to see." Allison looked embarrassed. "And don't look at me like that. I've been naked for everyone to look at for a while. You can show me your dick." Allison pulled down her ill-fitting sweatpants. Her cock sprang into sight. She slowly stroked the length with her eyes half closed. "Oh. I'm leaking," she said, as she swirled pre-cum around her head. "It's sensitive, but different. It feels like my entire body is focused on my dick." She stroked faster. "Hold on a second there Allison." Priya softly called. "You don't just want to jack off as your first real act with a cock, do you?" "I... Ngnnn. I guess not." "So hold off. I have an idea." "Okay." Allison stroked herself slower. "You have a real opportunity here." The situation was getting to Priya too, she squeezed her breasts together and continued talking. "You couldn't get Mark on board with submission, but now he doesn't have a real choice. He has to do maid stuff. And he has to suck that cock of yours if you ask. If you get creative with the maid thing you can work wonders. Don't forget, you have big new boobs to play with too." "Uh huh," Allison grunted, as her left hand rose to explore her breast. "Give it a try, right now. Use Rich. Play with him a little, and if that whets your appetite we can work on Mark." Even through her arousal, Allison looked annoyed at this. "Ok, you can work on Mark. I won't touch him. But I want to support you. We can turn on the heat." Priya started fingering herself. "You control Mark, I'll control Rich. Alex is so horny he won't be able to resist anything. That leaves just Karen, and she won't be able to muster up the voice to stop us. We can have everyone. Now get over there and do things to Rich." Allison didn't need much more prompting than that. She walked over to Rich, and pinched both his nipples. Rich grimaced a bit but made no verbal reaction. Allison squeezed her boobs again and said "Now you squeeze them." Rich looked up at Priya, who simply nodded. He reached up and firmly grabbed Allison's breasts. She moaned in pleasure as he rolled her nipples. "This isn't fair yet, you get to see me naked, but I haven't seen you yet. Take off your pants." Rich quickly did as he was told. "Woah!" Allison cried out. "He's enormous." And he was. At least 11 inches long, and as thick around as a half dollar, with a slight leftward curve. "Oh right!" said Priya. "I forgot the game enhanced him. That's amazing." She glanced at Allison, who was staring in envy. "I'm sorry Allison, but I have to intervene, I need that thing inside me." She strode back to the bed and laid back. "Come fuck me Rich, and you may not cum until I do." Rich got up from where he was kneeling and walked over to Priya. The bed was high enough that he could stand and still easily enter her. He positioned his huge new dick at her opening and began to slowly push in. She was soaking wet, after having been turned on all night, and provided no resistance to his new girth. She inhaled deeply as he entered her. Allison's cock twitched at the sight. After what felt like an eternity he finally had his entire rod deep in her pussy, and slowly began thrusting in and out. "I'm so full," she moaned. "This is amazing." Allison came over for a closer look. Rich was effortlessly stroking in and out, in a smooth rhythm. He had a look of wonder on his face. Perhaps his new cock was more sensitive than the old one too. Meanwhile Priya lay there, mouth agape, eyes closed, moaning with deep pleasure. The sight was too much for Allison and she started stroking her dick again. She watched as Rich pistoned deep inside Priya. "Faster," she gasped, and he picked up speed. His face was red now, his breath coming in short puffs. Allison moved closer to watch. She recognized that Rich was going to cum soon, and wanted to see what happened when he couldn't. Rich grimaced and stared down at his impossibly beautiful girlfriend, and then at the curvy woman stroking her dick right next to them. He let out a long, frustrated groan. Priya opened her eyes slightly and noticed Allison staring enraptured at the scene. "Come here," she growled. Allison didn't move, so Priya started stroking Allison's dick for her. Allison whined in pleasure as Priya drew her closer and pulled her into her mouth. It wasn't the greatest blowjob; Priya was sloppy, arhythmic, and distracted by the pounding of the monster in her vagina. Allison was blown away by the new sensations anyway. It was warm, and wet, and immensely pleasurable. She finally understood why men focused so hard on oral. Priya took Allison's cock out of her mouth, and stroked it, holding tight. She stared down at Rich, her moans getting louder and louder. Her body tensed as she went right up to the edge, but Rich never slowed. She screamed out her orgasm to the world, pulling forward and clawing at Rich's hips. He let out a yell of his own and poured a torrent of sperm deep inside of her. But Rich didn't stop. He kept pounding on in the same rhythm, teeth gritted. "What. Ngh. Oh. Ohhhh. What are you doing?" gasped Priya. "You... told... me... to... go... faster..." Rich called out, between strokes. "Oh shit. Stop. Stop!" Rich stopped thrusting and pulled out with a sigh. A flood of cum spilled out onto the bed. "Did that hurt?" she asked, with concern in her voice. "Yeah," he said. "Fucking hard right after cumming is really intense. It hurts pretty bad." "It was intense for me too honey. Here." She sat up straighter. "You don't mind that our sex hurt, and when you think back on it, it will remind you how happy you are being submissive to me." "Thank you Mistress," he replied. Allison had been staring, mouth agape, her own erection all but forgotten for the moment. "That was amazing." "You should feel it from this end," said Priya. "Oh, I made a mess of your bed." Another glob of sperm leaked out of her. "Rich, I don't think I should come down looking like this, come clean me up, with your tongue." He went to work, eliciting another happy sigh from her. "Think about it Allison. We just had an amazing time, and you have a ton of control over Mark. You could have this for yourself tonight." "I know," she said, stroking herself again. "I think I'm with you. I was in your mouth for only a minute or two, but I want more." She paused. "Why did you do that?" "I felt like it. Look, with the atmosphere, and the control..." She broke off and shuddered as Rich did something very interesting with his tongue. "It just felt right, you know. Live out some slutty fantasies, in a safe space with a slave and a good friend." She groaned again. "Ok, I think that's enough. Go have Allison show you where the rags are, and clean up this bedspread." "Oh don't worry about that. I'll just drop it in the wash. It won't take long." Realization dawned on Allison's face. "How long have we been at it?" "I don't know, about twenty minutes?" "So the others have been waiting for us for twenty minutes?" "Oh." The room burst into a flurry of activity as Allison and Rich put on their clothes, and Priya did her level best to clean off all traces of her escapades. They gathered together to catch their breath, and to give Priya a chance to order Rich not to say anything, and then headed back downstairs, hoping the others didn't guess what they had been up to. They came downstairs to find Mark's pantied ass pointing right at the stairs. He was on hands and knees, cleaning something off of the floor, and his skirt had ridden up. His erection marred the lines of the lacy underwear, and if the angle were better, they would be able to see the tip of his penis peeking out of the waistband. Alex and Karen were sitting at the table, each with a fresh glass of wine. When the others had gone upstairs Mark, Alex, and Karen had been left to their own devices. Mark and Karen had looked at each other awkwardly, while Alex writhed, lost in his own world. Karen, smiling, broke the silence. "Mark, would you be a dear and refill our wine? And while you are at it, you should wash a few of the dishes." "Of course," he said, and gracefully walked to the kitchen in his heels. "It's just unnerving how he does that. I've been a girl all my life and I can't walk that well in heels." Alex grinned as he struggled not to stick his hands down his pants. "It's also unnerving hearing that come from you now." Karen looked down at her new body. She had always been tall, but now she felt powerful. She realized that she could easily overpower Alex, quivering next to her. Mark reentered with their wine, and she reflected on his ruffled, delicately attired body. He was gone before long, but she had made a decision. "Alex, would you have sex with me if I asked?" "I'm not sure," he answered. That was unexpected, but obviously the truth. She pressed on. "You didn't have a problem with it before." "You weren't a man then. And we only dated for like a month, we weren't really compatible. The only reason I would consider it right now is because of how horny I am." "Oh really," she said. With a smile on her masculine face, Karen unbuttoned of Alex's pants. He squeaked, but made no move to stop her. She unzipped him, and he started to sweat. "Why don't you stand up and pull your pants down, and I'll give you a hand job? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" "Yes," he replied immediately, "but I'm worried about getting caught." His worries didn't stop him though. He stood up, and his cock sprung free. It was red, iron hard, and absolutely covered in pre-cum. "I don't think that will be too much of an issue." She reached out a strong, masculine hand and started stroking Alex. "You're only gonna take a minute to pop." She was right. Her big hand gripped around his cock as Alex spasmed, and spurted all over the carpet. Karen withdrew her hand, now covered in sperm and appraised Alex. He was breathing hard, in post orgasmic calm, but his dick never stopped throbbing; never even made the slightest move to soften. He struggled to pull up his pants, still clearly ready to cum again. She licked the jism off her hand and considered her next move. "I still have a vagina you know; you could have sex with me." Alex stared at her. Stared at her bigger muscles, stared at the stubble on her face, stared at the small bit of hair running up from her sagging pants. "I can't. The voice and the body are too much." "Shame," she said and pulled down her pants. Just as she said, her entirely masculine body still sported a pussy, cleanly shaven. Alex stared at the contrast. "Mark, come in here and eat me out," Karen called. "What?" exclaimed Alex, clearly surprised. "Well if you aren't going to, Mark has to." Mark walked back into the room, his skirt fluttering. His eyes widened when he saw that Karen already had her pants off. As before, he walked across the room with remarkable grace given that it was his first time wearing heels. Karen sat on her chair again, and Mark knelt before her, his stockings sliding on the carpet. "Are you nuts?" Alex asked, in a strangled voice. "Something tells me that Mark won't reveal my indiscretion." Mark leaned in and started licking with gusto. Karen groaned in her newly deep voice. "Why wouldn't he tell?" asked Alex. "Because then I'll tell Allison about the time Mark cheated on her with me." She grabbed Mark's head and started directing him. "You did what?" "I'm shy, but I still like sex," she replied. "It's always easier if you know the guy first." Her breathing got faster, and her eyes unfocused. "This is exactly what I needed." Alex watched as Mark energetically probed Karen with his tongue. He was so confused. Here he was watching his friend, dressed as a woman, eating out his ex-girlfriend, who looked like a man, and who also happened to have a vagina. And yet, he was horny; hornier than he had ever been in his life. His dick was like diamond, and he wasn't sore at all, even though he had cum not three minutes ago. He squirmed in his seat as Karen started to grunt. Short rhythmic grunts, in a deep masculine voice, as she approached her orgasm. It was too much. The scene before him was so filled with sexual energy that the strange situation wasn't off-putting any more. He stood and unzipped his pants. Karen noticed as he started to stroke himself. "Was it getting to you?" "Yeah." "Is that it? Are you going to cum all over the floor like..." Here Mark did something particularly interesting with his tongue, and Karen gasped. "Like an animal?" She finished. "Yeah." "All because Mark and me are just too much for you?" "Yeaaaaaahhhhh," Alex groaned, spraying thick loads of jizz all over the carpet. "That's so hot," Karen said through clenched teeth as she went over the edge. She kept her groans well muffled, just in case the group upstairs decided to head back down soon. Of course, she didn't have anything to worry about, and soon had her wits about her again. She looked down at Mark, his face covered with her juices. "You might want to wash yourself, so the others don't notice. After that, you have a mess to clean up." Any annoyance that had been in Mark's face vanished. He had a task to complete. He sauntered to the guest bathroom and washed his face. Just as he suspected, the makeup was unchanged, flawless. Neither Karen's pussy nor the faucet had marred his ruby lipstick. Sighing, he got a few washrags and some cleaner, and headed back to mop up Alex's mess. Still, he had to admit to himself, some of this was pretty hot. The insistent erection in his panties made it hard to deny. Normally, cleaning wasn't Mark's thing, he was a better cook, but the cleaning compulsion was so total and unstoppable that he didn't even mind doing the work. And he hadn't been with anyone but Allison since, well, Karen. Even though she looked like a man, her pussy was still fantastic. He hadn't put that kind of effort into oral in ages, and being reminded how much he could turn on a woman intoxicated him. Mark looked down. Panties weren't really well made for erections, and the outline of his rod was clearly visible on the front of his skirt. He swiftly reached under and tucked himself up over the waistband. At least it would keep him hidden. He knelt before Alex and Karen, spraying cleaner to hopefully get all the cum out of the carpet. This part of the job wasn't exactly turning him on, but he let his mind wander back to Karen. Distracted by his duty and his daydreams, he didn't even notice the others coming down the stairs. "Hey guys," said Karen, "how was your 'strategy session?'" The quotes were clear in her voice. Allison blushed. "It worked out great," said Priya, trying to ignore a small rivulet of cum which had leaked out of her while walking down the stairs. She didn't think Karen had noticed. "Why don't we finish up the last round so we can go back to normal?" Alex nodded, and started setting the board back up. Allison looked down on her husband, scrubbing at the floor. "When you get done with that spill honey, please get me another glass of wine. The white this time." "Of course," he replied. It wasn't long before the group was seated around the table. The mood in the room was different than before. More intense. Tiny whiffs of sweat and sex floated about the room, and everyone squirmed a bit. They had all had an eye opening sex experience, and they wanted more. All they needed was a way to start with the whole group there. The final round of trading began, but now everyone had picked up Priya's technique. Essentially, Alex was playing all six parts. Priya had the advantage again, however, as she could completely control Rich's entire turn, essentially playing as a team, but with the goal of giving her the first pick. Alex picked up on this quickly, and his advice to the others led to a number of team ups, but Priya still came out on top. Grinning at her victory, she picked up the feminine card without hesitation. The back side read "You lactate now, and you will find that your milk has special effects on adults who drink it." Priya frowned. She had been hoping to get another clearly positive card, but instead she would be leaking. Leaking more, she thought, as another bit of Rich's load dripped out of her. Sure enough, small white drops appeared at her nipples. They weren't leaking fast, but they would be dripping on the floor before too long. "All right, the card says that people who drink have something happen. Who wants to volunteer?" Her question was greeted by looks of surprise. She smiled. If she was going to extend the bedroom fun to the full group, she would need to be a little shocking. Rich slowly raised his hand, followed by Alex, who still squirmed in his chair. Next came Karen and then to Priya's surprise, Allison. Mark looked warily at his wife who gave him a warning stare. He kept his hand down. Priya chose to accept this as universal desire. "Let's go with Karen." This would help bring her willingly into the fun. Besides, Karen made a very handsome man. Karen approached, breathing heavily, and fell to her knees. With their height difference, her face was right up to Priya's perky tits. She smelled musky, warm, with a thin sheen of sweat and just a hint of the new milk. She had never really been attracted to girls before, never played with any boobs but her own (now missing) pair. But now just the thought of sucking on those dark curves made her unbearably wet, even though she had just gotten a little relief from Mark's tongue. She leaned forward and slipped one beautiful nipple into her mouth. She gently sucked, and was rewarded with a trickle of warm liquid. It was sweet, and almost filling, heady. Karen's head swam. She sucked harder. Priya said something, up above her, but Karen didn't really process it. She was focused directly on the milk. She guzzled and guzzled, and as her belly filled, her sex caught fire. She lost the latch as she moaned, collapsed to the ground, and shook through a massive orgasm. As she slowly got her bearings back, she looked up into the shocked eyes of the others. Except Priya, who was panting heavily. "I... felt... everything," she said, in between breaths. "I felt your body, I felt mine, it was amazing." Karen slowly stood up, noticing a massive wet spot on her pants. "You could feel me too? Because that may have been the best orgasm of my life." "It was great, and I got two of them, because I came too." Karen slowly stood on shaky legs. The rest of the group stared in respectful silence. Or perhaps envious silence. Karen couldn't really tell. He mind was still buzzing, and her vagina was still throbbing. Priya seemed more in control, but she also didn't have to move from where she was sitting. Allison had the next pick, and she reached for the green card. It read: "You no longer have a concept of sexual discretion or fidelity." Allison's eyes unfocused for a second; and she blinked a few times. Then she stood up and declared "This night has been the hottest thing I've ever done." She pulled off her sweatpants, revealing her erect dick. "Mark, get your frilly ass over here and suck my cock." Mark stood, smoothing his skirt. The walk to Allison's chair felt like it took hours to him. Mark had never been with a man, never even considered homosexuality, but now he was about to suck a cock. Admittedly, it was his wife's cock, which was better, but this is not what he was expecting at the outset of the night. He knelt before his wife, her dick throbbing an inch from his face. And then he was sucking. His mouth filled with her warm hardness and the taste of precum. Allison groaned somewhere above him. He had never touched a cock that wasn't his before. It was hard, and warm, yet still yielding. He grabbed her with one hand, took it out of his mouth, and licked around the head before diving back in. Mark felt everyone staring at him. He felt their eyes travelling over his pantied ass, felt them watch as he slurped Allison's hot meat. He was embarrassed. His cheeks flushed, and not just with the effort of sucking his wife. His stomach did flip flops. And he was so hard. His dick was completely solid, leaking precum into his panties, and everyone could see. Mark knew that with how he was bent over Priya and Rich had a clear view of the stain rapidly spreading from his distended prick. He only wished he could take a break from his blowjob to see the look in their faces. Something about the forced servitude just clicked in his brain. He had to clean, he had to fetch drinks, and he had to kneel down and suck his wife off. He couldn't hide what he was doing now any more than he could hide getting drinks. The uniform only made it more humiliating. But it was simple. He was giving pleasure, first Karen and now Allison, and it just made him so horny. He felt Allison's hand on the back of his head, and soon the other hand grabbed his long hair. Up above him Allison gave out a very feminine cry and held on tight, thrusting harder and harder. Mark gagged for just one second, but quickly figured out how to relax his throat and accept the pounding. Shortly thereafter, Allison's cock swelled and burst, spraying Mark's mouth with her hot seed. Allison leaned back in her chair, panting. "That was amazing! Way different than a pussy." She looked down at Mark. He had swallowed what he could but there were still flecks of cum on his face. He simply stared in a daze, breathing hard. Allison looked up at Priya. "Sorry for being so territorial earlier hon, why don't you have him eat you out while Rich makes his next pick?" "That sounds like a good idea to me. Mark, come on over here and dive in." He seemed to come out of his reverie and turned toward Priya. She was only a step or two away, and he didn't even consciously register his decision to crawl to her rather than stand and kneel again. In seconds he was face down in her pussy, slurping noisily at the mingled juices. Priya let out a deep moan, and looked with half-lidded eyes at her boyfriend. "All right baby, pick your card, and pick the blue one." Rich obediently picked the blue card, offering no comment on his girlfriend being eaten out by a transvestite. It read "Manliness doesn't just end with your penis, it's a whole body thing." Rich furrowed his brow in confusion. Then suddenly he felt his body bulge. Every shade of fat on his body vanished, and all of his muscles grew as if he had been lifting weights every day. The others watched as his shirt swelled out with his new bulk. "Oh my god," said Priya. She grabbed Mark's head and pulled him hard into her dripping snatch. "Get those clothes off. Let's see the new you." Everyone, except Mark who was quite busy, stopped and stared as Rich pulled off his clothes. His new body was incredible, a virtual Adonis, muscled and lean in just the right proportion, with his massive rod jutting straight out. Suddenly, Allison was right next to Rich, her own cock rock hard. She had slipped out of her top while Rich was stripping. Her hand slowly flitted down to his enormous dick. She carefully slid up and down. She watched a small drip of pre-cum bead at the tip. "I think we should get a little more introduced. Do you think you can cum again?" She stroked a little harder. "I probably could..." Rich said nervously, looking at Priya. "Don't worry about it baby," said Priya. "I don't think we should really worry about monogamy at this point." To emphasize her point she pulled Mark away from her glistening pussy and wicked a bit of her moisture off of his cheek. She quickly pushed him back in. "And make sure to thank me, and say yes mistress when I give you an order. This will humiliate you, but arouse you at the same time." "Yes mistress, thank you mistress." Rich's huge dick pulsed. Allison knelt before him. "It's so much bigger than my husband's. Let's see if I can get you to shoot your load again." And with that she slowly took the monster into her mouth. It was a stretch, and she had to pause a few times to relax her jaw, but soon she was bobbing up and down with gusto. Drool leaked down his dick, as her blowjob got sloppier. As she got more used to his shaft, she reached down to stroke at her own dick. Her hand pounded up and down with the same rhythm she used on Rich. Eventually, Rich started grunting, and she sped up her sucking. She never did get the whole cock in her mouth, so she brought her left hand up to stroke at base of his shaft. She went like this for a few minutes, stroking and sucking, as Rich's grunts became more urgent. Finally he came, the first blast coating her throat. She coughed, and stopped stroking herself. She had lost her seal on his dick, and Rich was still coming. He flooded her face with cum, and it was another three spurts before Allison could get him back in her mouth. She finished slurping up until he was done, leaving her face soaked, and globs dripping down to her round breasts. "Woo!" she shouted, throwing back her head in exultation. Her tits jiggled and her cock bounced as she got back to her feet. Allison wiped a glob of cum out of her cleavage and looked over at Priya, who was still being eaten out by her husband. "You want a taste? He's yummy." "I've always preferred receiving to giving when it comes to oral. It's all yours," Priya replied. "What about you Karen?" Allison asked. Karen, already flushed, looked a little nervous. "Maybe later," she said. Allison slid the cum into her mouth with a smile. "So do we want to do another card? I'm having a great time, and I bet we can make it even crazier." She looked meaningfully at Alex, who had the next turn. Alex struggled mightily to pull his eyes away from Allison's tits, smiled wanly, and stood up. His painfully stiff erection led the way jutting out under his pants. "Wait," Allison said. "Wait." Her hands snaked out and undid Alex's pants. "Wait." She leaned in and kissed him hard, and firmly started rubbing his cock. She counted as she pumped, and it only took four strokes for him to erupt. "Somebody's been left out of the fun," she said as she licked his jizz off her fingers. "I'm just saying, don't be embarrassed or concerned with propriety, and pick what you think would be most fun." She glanced at her husband, who was giving Priya her sixth orgasm. Alex stepped to the table. The red submissive card remained, as well as two face down cards. Mark could try to win with a third red card, and Alex could block that and force a cascade of ties by taking it. But the greater consideration is what it would do to him. Alex was scared of picking a feminine card and ending up stuck between genders. He wasn't fond of the idea of pulling a green card either, as it might lead to him being sluttier than Allison, and he didn't want to end up with one of the guys (such as they were). Sighing, he picked the red card. It read: "Why beat around the bush? You must perform any sexual act that another asks of you." Alex looked around nervously at the group. A predatory gleam shone in Allison's eyes. A smile slowly spread across Karen's masculine face. "Well," said Allison, "let's test it out. Take off those clothes Alex, we're gonna have some fun." Alex immediately stripped. She approached him and snuggled in close, rubbing her sticky breasts up against his chest. "What's the matter little boy, are you scared of pleasure?" "N... No," Alex sputtered as Allison touched his dick. She calmly repositioned herself so that her dick rubbed directly together with his, and began stroking with two hands. Of course, Alex was still on edge, and began panting immediately. Allison quickly kissed him, her mouth still flavored with Rich's sperm. Alex came again, painting Allison's dick and balls with his own jizz. She smiled, stroking his cum up and down her cock. "See, doing what we say isn't so bad." "And it's only just the beginning," Karen chimed in. She had begun to take off her pants. "I think you owe me that sex you weren't interested in earlier." She stripped off her shirt, now fully nude, her lean masculine body on display. "So come over here and get it." Karen laid on her back, and Alex immediately approached and entered her. She let out a deep groan, and pulled Alex in tighter. Alex pounded in hard, his reluctance overcome by the card's effects. Soon he found a rhythm, grinding in and out, until abruptly he stopped and gushed inside of her. "More," Karen demanded, "Keep going until I cum. Your hair trigger isn't stopping this." Alex began fucking her again. The rest of the group looked on, watching what looked and sounded like two men blissfully sawing away at each other. Allison had disappeared somewhere. Priya had finally pushed Mark away for a break, and was lightly stroking her breasts while gazing on through half-lidded eyes. Mark was already working to clean up the room as best as possible, but his eyes were constantly drawn to the scene on the floor. Rich had sat down, and was drinking from a new glass of wine. Allison reappeared, carrying a bottle of lube. As the others watched, she walked up behind the thrusting Alex. "No no, wait," he said, but because of the earlier order couldn't stop fucking. Allison studiously ignored him. "Karen, you don't mind if I horn in on your situation a little do you?" "No, this could be fun." She had Alex pause for a second and switched position to doggie style. He had cum in her a few times by this point, and she was dripping all over the floor. Allison knelt down behind Alex and whispered in his ear "You're going to let me fuck you in the ass, have fun with it." She quickly thrust one lubed up finger into his hole. Then two. By the time he had reentered Karen, Allison was already probing him with the tip of her dick. He slowed down to enable her to thrust the rest of the way in, and she took the opportunity. Alex groaned at the intrusion as Allison gasped her pleasure. The three slowly found a rhythm. Allison would thrust, and the motion would pass like a wave through Alex into Karen. The moans began again, this time accompanied by Allison's high pitched cries. It wasn't long before Alex came once again, and when he did his tight ass clamped around Allison's rock hard dick. She lost her rhythm for a second, engulfed in pleasure, before beginning again. Alex came a couple more times before Karen finally went over the edge. She moaned her deep moans and collapsed to the ground. Alex and Allison both stopped to watch as Karen twitched on the floor. "I am having so much fun!" Allison exclaimed. "Yeah, this is great," agreed Priya. "I feel like a queen." "Karen! Get up, your turn for a card!" called Allison, hoping for more fun. She slowly stood, her legs wobbly from exertion. She sat for a moment before the board, as more of Alex's cum leaked out of her. She was more or less out of choice with two face down cards remaining. She still needed a moment to catch her breath. But all eyes were on her, so she picked up a card. It turned out to be blue and read "You've gone all the way with your fellow players, now go all the way with your body." Karen was already naked, and could watch the change. Her vagina vanished, and a penis burst out of her skin above where it was. In short order she had balls dangling below the shaft. The whole process only took a couple of seconds, and Karen was completely male. Allison bolted over and gave Karen's new cock a kiss; then unable to help herself engulfed the whole thing in her mouth. Karen moaned, lost to the sensations in his new organ. Allison slurped up and down with practiced skill, eyes on Karen's face looking for signs that he was about to cum. Karen's eyes rolled back in his head, and Allison stopped immediately. "Why did you stop?" he moaned, reaching for his dick to finish the job. "I had to," Allison smirked, smacking his hands away. "Your first orgasm should be with some actual sex. Pick someone to give that new cock to." Karen looked around the room at his options: Glorious statuesque Priya, chiseled well endowed Rich, lush shemale Allison, crossdressed maid Mark, and soft compliant Alex. "Priya..." he started, "can I take a crack at Rich?" Priya paused for a second, and her face cracked into a wide grin. "Rich, go offer yourself to Karen, whatever she wants." Immediately, Rich stood and walked straight over to Karen. He knelt down, staring at Karen's feet, and said, "What would you have me do?" Karen put his fingers under Rich's chin, and lifted his gaze. He rubbed his cock on Rich's nose. "I need you to go down on all fours." Rich immediately complied. Karen positioned himself behind and lined up his dick, still sopping from Allison's mouth. Slowly, he slid inside of Rich, inch by inch, until he was buried. Karen paused for a second, his dick twitching involuntarily inside, and then began thrusting. Still slowly but building resolve. Rich let out a moan, which soon devolved into rhythmic grunts at each thrust. Karen began moaning as well as his orgasm crested, and he shot a flood of cum deep into Rich's ass. Still inside Rich, and still twitching from the aftershocks, Karen looked around the room. Priya, Allison, and Alex were all openly stroking themselves, while Mark worked futilely to clean up the cum from the carpet. However, bent over as he was, Karen could see Mark's erection straining at his panties. "I'm glad I could provide a good show," said Karen, as he withdrew from Rich's ass. Allison smiled. "There's only one card. Mark, go get it so we can have our fun for the rest of the night." Mark rose from where he was cleaning, and without fanfare took the last card. Pink again, with the female symbol. It read "Your figure and that dick are really throwing off the lines of your uniform. That will be fixed." Mark grimaced, as he felt his chest swell into the already tight corset. The corset pushed the new breasts up into massive succulent cleavage. His hips widened, giving a wide curve where his waist was pulled tight under the corset. Mark's dick and balls began receding, as he reached down into his panties. Under his fingers, his remaining manhood shrunk away, swiftly revealing a wet, inviting pussy. Mark gasped at the first touch of her new slit, and then muttered a quiet, "Oh," at the sound of her new feminine voice. She had barely had time to take stock of the situation before Allison took charge. "Alex, order Mark to blow you." Of course, Alex could not resist that order. As soon as Mark had gone down on all fours to engulf Alex, Allison was right behind her. She had no way to stop her wife, as she pulled her panties aside and rammed hard into her brand new pussy. Allison had a look of pure joy on her face as she thrust into Mark with gusto. Alex seemed pleased too, as Mark swallowed load after load of his endless orgasms. Mark was busy at both ends, but whenever possible she lifted up a hand to squeeze her breast, or stroke her clit. The show was too much for the other three, and before long Rich was fucking Priya, with Karen sucking at her aphrodisiac breasts. The party devolved into a free for all for the rest of the night. Each person got new pairings and new experiences, as the night passed on. Karen awoke to the sound of a motorcycle ripping down the road outside. He sat up groggily from the couch. He was exhausted, every muscle ached, and he was covered in dried fluids. Priya, Rich, and Allison were cuddled together in a nude pile on the couch. Mark was up and clacking around in her heels and maid uniform, working on the beginnings of what would be a long clean up process. Alex was sitting at the table, nude and disheveled, reading the rulebook of the game. "What's going on?" asked Karen "Well," started Alex, "it looks like we haven't actually finished the game." "Holy shit. So we're going to have even more crazy transformations?" "No, there's just more after the winner is determined. I didn't read that far because most games aren't magic, and the winner just wins." Alex grumbled. "Apparently the winner of the game chooses one card for each person, which becomes permanent. The other changes revert." "One card is permanent?" Karen gasped. "Yeah," Alex said glumly. "There were a bunch of ties with the cards themselves, so we have to get to tiebreakers. Give me a bit to see who won." Several hours later the group had showered and refreshed themselves, and Mark's diligent efforts had done wonders with the house. Nobody had bothered to put on clothes, except Mark who had no choice but to remain a maid. There was still a strong tension in the air, and Allison was lightly teasing her dick. Alex stood up, and all eyes focused on him. "I've done the tiebreaker calculations, it looks like Karen is the winner," he said. There was a small round of applause as Karen stood up. The game board had changed showing each of the cards pulled by the group. All she had to do was tap a card, and the others would lose their effects. "I'm not really looking to hurt anyone here, but I will have to keep some things permanent. I'll start with me. I think the questions involved if I show up somewhere as a man, or as a woman with a penis might be a little difficult, so I'll just remain bisexual. It's not even a negative thing anyway." He tapped the board, and swiftly his body changed back into a woman's. Karen paused for a moment, and then touched her breasts and pussy to reassure herself. "Alex, you're next. I presume that you don't want to keep being perpetually aroused?" He shook his head. "So then it's between the truth and the sexual orders. Come over here, kiss my pussy, and then tell me which you would rather have." Alex knelt before her, and planted a light kiss on her folds. "I think I better go with truth. It could be awkward, but I don't want to go to jail if someone tells me to go fuck myself while I'm in traffic." Karen laughed and touched the board. Alex's dick softened for the first time since the beginning of the party. He sighed with relief. Karen looked at Priya. "Ok, I bet you want to stay hot, right?" She nodded, and Karen touched the board. The clothes which had vanished at the beginning of the game reappeared on her body. "Rich," Karen asked, "would you like to keep your big dick, or your ripped body?" He glanced at Priya, who nodded at him. "I'd like to keep the body. I was never disappointed with my size in the first place." Karen touched the board, and his cock shrunk somewhat. "And now for you two." Karen looked at Mark and Allison. While all eyes were on Rich, Allison had told Mark to suck her off again. So there the maid was, frilly ass in the air, kneeling before the couch, deepthroating Karen. She looked up. "You can just leave us like this. I love having my little sexy maid wife wrapped around my cock." For emphasis, she pinched her nipples and moaned. "No, I don't think major permanent changes would be a good idea. You might lose your house or something." Karen touched the board. Rather than a sexy maid girl, a man in a button up was now sucking Allison's cock. "Look on the plus side Allison, he's still going to be down there whenever you ask." She touched the board one last time, and Allison's dick quickly changed into a vagina. She remained curvy though. Mark kept eating her out until she pushed him away, with a blush spreading across her body. There was a pause as the group all looked at each other. Karen smiled. "See you guys again in two weeks?"