Weird World Captions

Sarah wasn't entirely sure why she'd bought the mysterious cards at the pop up stall in town. The name made her laugh "Fetish Friends", but that shouldn't be enough to actually draw her paying for it. But here she was, in her bedroom, pack open, ready to see what they were about before introducing them to her housemates. 

There were very simple instructions - write the names of your friends on the blank cards, and then shuffle and pick a random card to go with them. She looked for further instructions but couldn't find any. 

She wrote the names of her housemates down, and then placed the other cards on top. She giggled when she saw the sort of stuff that came out. Maybe the point was to embarrass each other? She placed the final card and looked at the results

Mary - Slob

Hana - Tied up

Katie - ABDL

Jane - Cow

Diana - Domme

However once the final card had been played, she felt a cold chill. Goosebumps raised on her arms, and she felt faint for a moment, her vision blurred. The feelings finally abated, but she felt.. off. Like something had changed. She decided to check on the rest of the house.

As she left her room, she was taken aback by the smell. It usually smelt like whatever candle had been brought last, or at least clean. She was assaulted with a new variety. She swear she could smell... lube? And slightly spoiled milk, and... fluids. She pushed onto the first room, and couldn't believe her eyes at who was on the couch

Mary was always very fit, prim and proper. And here she was, mid stuffing her mouth with unhealthy snacks, unshaven, smelling like she hadn't showered in a while. 

"Oh, hey Sarah. What's up?"

Sarah simply stood mouth ajar 

"Do you think I'm getting fat?" Mary asked "I think maybe I should cut down on the snacks but they're tooooo good"

She turned and showed Sarah her gut, she seemed to be piling on pounds by the second

"You... you may be getting... I gotta go" Sarah said, moving out of the sitting room towards the other rooms of the house.

She jumped when she heard a muffled moaning coming from around the corridor. She crept up and peaked her head round, and... was that Hana? The usually quiet girl who covered herself up was stumbling down the hallway as best she could, with all many of bondage gear limiting her movements. She was making some kind of noise, as much as she could behind her gag

"Oh my god, Hana, let me help you" Sarah said, moving to try and get some of the gear off, but the girl made an angry growl and moved away down the hallway

She remembered the card "Tied up". But surely... surely it couldn't have actually changed anything?

Her head went fuzzy again. New memories fought for space in her head. Finding the ad for a room in this place, and being told about some of the housemates eccentricities. But that wasn't right, so liked the ad because it was meant to be a house for quiet, studious women. 

She continued onto the bedrooms, praying it was some practical joke. She heard another muffled cry, this time from Katie's room. The door was open and she looked in. The clever, mature woman she'd known was sitting on the floor, a pacifier in her mouth

"K-Katie?"

The girl pulled the thing from her mouth, Sarah expected some explanation but instead, in a high pitched ridiculous tone Katie said

"Pweashe hewp, I made a stinky" and gestured towards her adult diaper 

Katie simply backed out of the room as her friend started throwing a tantrum

She turned around to see Jane's bedroom door open. She was gripping her tit in one hand, gently squeezing some milk out, dressed in a ridiculous outfit

The now cow girl made eye contact, and simply said "Mooooo" and gestured towards her breast, as if asking for milking

No. No. This was too much. Her head felt faint again. The ad she answered was for someone okay with living with a lot of people with "alternate lifestyles" now. She remembered responding, out of curiosity if nothing else. 

This wasn't right. She had to get back to the cards, reverse this somehow. 

She ran back through the house, ignoring the various noises and smells that assaulted her sense, back to the safety of her room.

When she looked at the cards, her heart skipped a beat. Where there were 5, there was now a 6th card. 

"Sarah" was crossed out, and it now instead said 

"Slut" - "Use and Abuse"

What did that mean? Slut didn't l- She stopped herself. She didn't mean Slut, she meant Slut. NO. SHE MEANT S-S-S-SLUT. HER NAME ISN'T SLUT, IT'S SLUT.

She broke out in a cold sweat, and shivered as she felt her body change. Gone was her previously curvy body, her clothes disappeared, and she looked at her flat chest. As she was examining her new body, she watched colours appear, and begin to form words. Degrading messages appearing all over herself

More new memories. She'd accepted the ad, the ad that was asking for a "House bitch" to look after everyone. Someone shameless, and low. Someone willing to give up their name and become a tool for the rest of the house. 

She barely had time to process it, when she heard her door open. She realised she hadn't seen Diana yet. The previously meek short girl was gone. Now a busty, tall confident woman stood in her doorway

"WHAT TIME DO YOU CALL THIS SLUT?" She demanded in a stern tone "IT'S NEARLY MIDDAY, AND YOU'VE DONE NOTHING. Katie needs changing, Jane needs milking, and we've got that gang of guys coming over later to use you as a cum dump"

Slut planned to defy her, demand explanation, but could only lower head 

"Sorry mistress, Slut is very sorry"

"You better be, you useless whore. Now. Before you do anything else, I've got to open you up ready for later. Now bend over"

In that moment Slut finally noticed the giant strap on hanging between her legs. 

Mistress was right. Slut had wasted the whole morning. Slut would have to apologise to everyone. But for now, Slut had to bend over for her mistress and let her ruin her holes.