The Board Game - Part 6

The look of ecstatic torture on Gord’s face was more than enough to let Steve know what James was up to. A few grunts, a few indistinct shuffles, and then an outright moan from Gord did more than just confirm.

“Fuck, I can’t even fit it in my mouth,” James complained from beneath the table. The handicap didn’t seem to stop him from trying, or stop Gord from looking like he was already moments away from cumming.

Of course, James was still getting used to his new enormous size, and on one of his under-the-table shuffles to better position Gord’s equine shaft, he bumped the table with enough force to send the board game flying. At least, Steve assumed it was James that had bumped the table, but it occurred to him it could have just as easily been Gord’s cock jackknifing from orgasm.

The pieces on the board remained supernaturally glued to the board, but the dice didn’t. They fell to the floor and rolled to an unseen number, but then James’ morbidly obese piece began to slide along the board. It moved 8 spaces and then stopped. The board glowed green and a new message appeared:

Beneath your gut your cock will stir,

You now lust for all men’s fur.

James’ moon face then popped back up from beneath the table while he hauled himself back to his seat. His face was covered in enough spunk that it looked like he’d blown an entire football team. “What’d I miss?” Jay asked cheerfully.

Steve grunted and pointed at the board, trying to ignore the fact that his belly was rounding out even further, or that his formerly tight pecs were just starting to sag into hairy tits.

James read the board’s latest message and then perked up once again. “Well then, I’ve had my way with big boy over there,” he said while waving a hand at Gord’s post-coital expression, “but now I think it’s time that furry boy gets a bit of attention.”

He lumbered toward Steve, his entire body a jiggling mass. Steve wasn’t particularly into fat guys, but his new neanderthal body seemed to have the raging hormones of a teenager. He honestly didn’t care who or what he fucked, just that he did so frequently and at great length.

Which was already at full mast after witnessing Jay blow Gord from under the table. Jay placed a chubby hand on Steve’s hairy shaft and stroked its length. It was already the largest of the group, but his transformation had given it a few extra inches.

“You’re big, but I just might be able to fit all of this if you’re gentle,” James said with a wink.