Leslie leaped up as quickly as her heavy set frame would allow to place herself between Isaac and the door.
"Be reasonable,Isaac," she said, "If the game is capable of this and it warned you of consequences for leaving the game,do you really want to mess with it?"
Isaac looked back at the game, weighing Leslie's words.
Leslie continued, "Hell, I'm sure you'd be lucky if you could even see your toes once the game's through with you for violating the rules."
Again, Isaac knew she had a point- if the game was capable of a ten pound gain, it had to be capable of more, a lot more.
"You're... you're right," admitted Isaac, feeling a bit defeated. Leslie and Isaac returned to the table, Isaac finding his jeans a little more than uncomfortable as he took his seat once more.
"So bubble butt," said Lindsey smirking, "You ready for more?"
Now, it was Isaac's turn to smile devilishly.
"You do know its your turn, right Lindsey?"
Lindsey looked at the board, now frowning slightly as she had to come to terms with this reality. Taking the die in one hand, she rolled a 4 and her piece was moved accordingly. Isaac hoped wholeheartedly that Lindsey would get what was coming to her, a nice big gain, or at least something detrimental to her- but would she?
Leslie grabbed Lindsey's card as it shot out of the wooden box, and then read it aloud, "Two of a kind- match the heaviest opponents weight-"
Lindsey looked at Isaac, half wondering if his recent gain was enough, but then realizing that even considering this was stupid... it was Leslie she had to worry about.
Lindsey's pants began to tighten as Isaac's smile widened considerably.
"Leslie, how much do you weigh?" asked Lindsey as her pants became increasingly uncomfortable, her clothes straining everywhere as flab began to coat her once svelte form.
"Well-"
"Well?"
Isaac couldn't help but laugh a bit, finding Lindsey definitely deserved this punishment.
"Well- something like 215 pounds," said Leslie, blushing uncomfortably as the button popped off of Lindsey's pants, her growth far from over.
"215 POUNDS!??" Lindsey asked in shock, wondering how busting past the 200 pound mark would sit with her.
Leslie and Isaac simply watched as Lindsey continued to swell, her face softening and acquiring a double chin, her breasts also growing a fair bit, but her backside and hips really taking off as was customary in her family, now possessing a shape truly fitting of a woman in her family.
Finally, she stopped growing, her pants torn in multiple spots but still managing to keep her decent, her shirt tightly hugging her breasts, revealing a soft, plush midsection.
"Woah-" was all Isaac could manage, hardly finding it possible that this was the Lindsey of a minute ago. If the game was capable of this, he was glad he hadn't violated any of its rules.
Leslie, who had left momentarily, returned with some of her clothes for her sister, an act of kindness that Lindsey hardly recognized as she nabbed the clothes greedily and changed behind some miscellaneous stacked objects in the room.
Leslie turned to Isaac, who had just taken the die in his hand. Lindsey returned, dresses in Leslie's clothes, they could have been twins. Now Isaac rolled the die, getting a 2 and waiting for Leslie to read out his card...
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