A Game of No Hands Chapter 3

“If the game keeps going like this I’m sure one of us will be chewing on your bone soon Steve!” Angelica called after him, tugging her corset back up over her perked nipples.

Steve pawed at the roll of paper towels mounted beneath a cabinet until it had extended sheets all the way down to the counter. Briefly, he stared down at his huge paws and flexed his digits. They bent, more than he’d expected, making a C shape. Probably couldn’t grip anything narrower than a paper towel tube. A little more experimentation showed he could do a scissoring motion with his first and second digits. He smiled and his tail wagged as his brain fit together the puzzle pieces. Bracing the roll with his left paw, he pinched the highest sheet between two digits of his right and tore it off the roll. Success! Bundling the sheets into a wad between the paws, he swiftly carried them over to spooge puddle between Tina and Angelica. Halfway into wiping up the mess he became aware of their incredulous stares. He paused and looked up at Tina.

She watched him back with a bemused smirk on her lips and a concerned furrow on between her eyebrows.

“Someone could slip in it.” Steve said, his tail stopped its wag as he wondered what he was doing wrong. He didn’t know where they kept the mop and bucket.

“Your fine. Continue. We could definitely adjust to this behavior.” Her smirk broadening to a grin.

Steve finished, deposited the towels in the bin and sat back down on his chair. Only after he had sat down did it occur to him why his wife of five years stared at him as if he’d been replaced.

“I clean up if I spill something.” He protested with a soft growl as both indignity and panic combined to open his sweat pores.

Tina didn’t say anything, letting him remember the aftermath of last weekend’s anime binge, watching her pick up the numerous soda and beer cans. It's not that he liked mess. He’d told her he’d do better but now getting up and cleaning at puddle had been so automatic and natural. No voice in his head had commanded him to clean, he’d simply done it. A thread of thought worried that the floor would be sticky and planned to hit the spot with whatever cleaner he could find beneath the sink later. Steve wasn’t proud of being a slob but to have that shifted so suddenly scared him. What else could the game change? The panic showed on his face. “M-maybe we should stop?” He suggested. “Not sure I like this.”

“Relax Steve.” Tina reached out and patted his paw with only a tiny laugh. “It magic but its a game. You’re still you. Besides, if we stop, we cannot punish a naughty kitty for violating our treaty.”

“What?!” Angelica protested with a little hiss.

Both the touch and the promise of revenge mollified Steve. One more turn couldn’t be too bad.

Tina sat back in her chair as if it were a throne and drew herself up. “Ha! HA! As punishment, the Punk Pantheress must play her card on herself and take what we deign to give you this last turn. That we declare to be fair.”

“Or what?” Angelica’s ears went half back.

Tina blinked in surprise, as if defiance had not occurred her. “Because it is fair. Otherwise we will both play our cards on you.”

“We’ll see about that.” Angelica reached for her own set of cards and flipped it over. “A mouth that never stops.” She read, frowning at animated drawing of a pair lips lustily licking themselves. “I think this is your card Tina.”

Tittering nervously Tina narrowed her eyes and drew her own card. “We possess, the Queen’s Luxurious mane.”

Both looked to Steve, who prayed the deck to be nice to him this time as he batted at his stack. A single card slipped from the top and huffing with effort he manages to get a claw beneath it to flip it over. “Wear it well.” He announced his card, the drawing depicted the husky maid admiring her curvy figure in a mirror. Another maid card.

“Oh no. Don’t play that on me.” Angelica snerked and covered her token. “How terrible that would be.”

“You shall play that dirty mouth on yourself.” Tina insisted. “And return to the agreement. We shall punish you at a later turn.”

Angelica laugh bounced off the walls. “Want to keep your mane? I don’t need it. Thats the one part of me I really like.” Demonstrating, she tossed her thick curly hair back over her shoulders.

“We have enough enchantments upon our mouth.” Tina bared her teeth and growled. “Promise to keep that dirty card to thyself.”

“Maybe I will, maybe I won’t.” Angelica grinned wider.

While they were distracted Steve pointed his token at Angelica and covered with a single bean. Maybe he could get out of this as dog person with neatnike tendencies.

Glowering at Angelica, Tina did the same. The reveal came up with two arrows pointed at Angelica with hers pointed back at Tina. The women grinned at each other but their words were stopped as moans of pleasure as the changes hit them.

Tina’s hands grasped the top of her head as her bright red hair fell from her head, brown-black bristle like hairs surged out between her fingers. Ears unfurled into large fuzzy cups. “Oh gods! That- hee heee Nak!” A fit of giggles struck her as her teeth sharpened and the spikey fur grew down the length of her spine.

Meanwhile Angelica had grabbed both of her breasts as they swelled beyond the confines of her corset. Her yowl filled the room, almost drowning out the sharp crack that reverberated from the sudden widening of her hips, her figure filling out everywhere. “T-t-tight!” She gasped, clawing at the strings at the back of her corset. Gritting sharping teeth as her face surged into a slight muzzle, a broad pink tongue stealing up to lick her black triangular nose. Gasping, she pulled the corset off over her head and seized her breasts. Each now a heaping hand full, she licked at their tops, until she sucked one of her own nipples. Sucking, almost desperately on it, the black fur spreading down her neck and into her cleavage.

Three dealer cards jumped off the deck and slid one to each player. Steve’s eyes caught the text of his own, “A proper number of nipples.” Then he too joined the commotion with four canine yips as it felt like two wasps stung his front in parallel followed swiftly by the tingle warmth. He pulled up his shirt to watch eight pink nipples swell into existance. Six on his belly and two joining his original pair on his chest.

Tina, didn’t see the card that landed in front of her. Didn’t read the text, “A tail for hanging out.” But it didn’t stop it from taking effect. The fur that had petered out above her but crack swept down to envelope both cheeks. A cackle tore of out of her, along with her spine extending into a tail. It kept growing, thickening with muscle and tendons, pushing Tina out of her chair, which went crashing to the floor. Even at three feet it continued to grow. The intensity stilled Tina to a soft pant, “Heh, heh, heh.” Until it finally stretched out behind her, dappled with black spots along its length of shaggy brown fur. A spikey ridge along its top. “Fuuuck…” Tina whispered as she looked back at it.

Angelica had a similar expression when she spotted her card, “Horny all the time.” Then confusion hit when she reeled beneath the sensation of twin jackhammers on the inside of her skull. The pain announced the growth of horns from the area just in front and above her ears. Smooth, black and ridged they curled, their tips hidden behind her feline ears.

They fell silent as everyone contemplated their altered bodies. Steve dropped his shirt and felt the course cotton on his new additions but had no doubt he’d gotten the easiest of it this turn. Tina had changed the most to his eyes. Her spikey almost mowhawk like crown stood half a foot above her head, nose had blacked and she panted through sharp teeth. The huge tail forced her hunch forward as she experimentally waved it back forth. A monkey’s tail but scaled up for an ape.

“That’s quite the tail hon.” Steve said after trying failing to come up with something more clever.

“It is.” Tina responded, too dazed to even laugh.

Angelica did though, “It a tail that’s going to leave them all tongue tied at the club.” Pink tongue traced her upper lips. The purple rosettes dappled the sides of her face, shoulders and had begun to colonize her breasts. Now sans corset, she her new curves invited Steve’s gaze to roll along them. She caught his eyes with her own, and gave a wink. “You get a card that gives a slit, I want it.” Hefting her balls she pointed to the skin behind them. “I want one right here.”

Steve nodded.

The main deck flipped, and a card zipped over to Angelica’s deck. She winced but when nothing happened, she peered down at it and blink. “Huh. Taking it like a champ bonus. When you take three cards in a single turn, you are entitled to revenge. Next round you must enhance one of the cards played on an opponent.”

Tina shook herself, coming out of her daze, long tail curling around her legs. “We are not pleased by that.”

Angelica only shrugged, starting to groom the back of her still bald human hand.

“You alright Tina?” Steve ventured.

She gave half hearted giggle. “We are fine. This mode of speech is frustrating. We laugh at everything but cannot joke.”

“Aww.” Steve slipped off his chair to approach his wife. She glanced at him warily as he stepped into her personal space. Still as he wrapped an arm around her waist she leaned against him, a quiet admission that she too was getting stressed. Experimentally he ran a paw up the line of hair along her spine. Her lean became a snuggle, and she pressed that crest against the nape of his neck. The hairs were stiff but pliable. The rim of her big ear brushed his lips. Digging his blunt claws against her skin he scratched the back of her neck. “Do we need a break?” He asked.

“Nak nak…” She sighed and rubbed her cheek against his chest. “You smell sweet. Maybe we shall take a little break.” Her hand slipped inside the waist band of his boxers.

“Wait!” Angelica interjected as Tina’s fingers wrapped around his cock. “If you’re going to do that we might as well do the first challenge.”

“Challenge?” Steve’s voice went high as Tina gave his cock a squeeze.

The catwoman flashed a card. “An ice breaker the card calls pumping the fountain. It's a cum off.”

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