Jimmy had been running games of Dungeons and Dragons for over ten years. He started in high school and had been the Dungeon Master for multiple campaigns. Now he was in his twenties and had met a girl. Her name was Mae.
Mae adored Jimmy. He was sweet, friendly, and fun to spend time with. He was also good looking, athletic and fit. Her only hesitation was that he got together with his friends to play with figurines and make believe every Saturday.
After dating multiple years, Jimmy asked Mae if she would want to join.
"I'm not sure, Jim. I'm so happy being with you. But this may be more than I can handle. I'm not really a creative person. And being put on the spot in front of others isn't really my thing. I'm more of a homebody."
Mae was raised in a quiet household. Never taught to be exuberant or over-friendly. She wasn't happy about her upbringing, but she never saw a way to change it. If she could just suddenly have the confidence to try things outside of her comfort zone, maybe she would. But her anxiety would keep that from happening.
"I understand," Jim said. "But you know, Steve brings his girlfriend. She was nervous at first too, but she got into it and loves it now! She said it brought out a whole new side of her."
"I don't know. I'm just not really that type of girl. I don't role play, whether at a table or in private. I don't do characters. It's just not something I can get my brain around. It's too active."
Jimmy knew Mae was smart. But it got in her way so often. Her anxiety was always through the roof which kept them from communicating. He was hoping a new experience might give her a chance to overcome that.
He didn't want to end their relationship, but it had gotten difficult. When he met Mae, she was in college and trying to explore herself. She was a short five foot with brown hair and brown eyes. She usually wore long sleeved t-shirts and loose jeans so she wouldn't garner any attention. Jimmy found her cute. This special woman exploring herself and trying to discover the world. He adored the idea of discovering the world together with her. But they got comfortable together. They w
ould just watch new shows and sit on the couch. He loved that, but he wanted more. And he wasn't sure if he could live a life of nothing new forever.
He came home from work on Friday excited to start a new campaign for his friends on Sunday. When he got to his and Mae's shared apartment, he found her in front of the tv in a beige cardigan and loose sweatpants. She was eating toast.
"Welcome home. I know I said we could try that new restaurant, but I really don't feel like going out tonight. Could we rain check? I'm sorry."
Jimmy wasn't looking forward to that restaurant that much. But cancelling another date? To sit at home eating toast? How long could he keep doing this? He knew Mae wasn't happy. Maybe she could find a nice guy who also didn't like doing things.
"Hey, Mae, can we talk?"
Mae knew that tone. Jimmy had been feeling down recently. And it was her fault. She was so devastated when she let him down. But it was his expectations that got up. He wanted great things. What if she let him down? What if something went wrong? It was better to not risk ruining a great night and instead to just stay home. Right?
"Of course. Here," she said, turning off the tv.
Jimmy sat next to her.
"I've been thinking a lot recently. And I..."
Mae got worried fast. Was he breaking up with her? Oh no. She really liked him. Change was just hard. Was that so bad? She hadn't made it easy on him. And he'd been so patient. I guess it was time. They had a good run. Unless... she could give him a win. Something to lift his spirits. What was important to him? Oh no. Not that. Not the medieval table role playing thing. No way. But if she really wanted to be with him, maybe she could. She could be the quiet character. He was in charge of the game, he would definitely do everything he could to make her comfortable. He was always doing whatever her could. Okay, one game can't hurt. He's worth it.
"I want to try D and D," she blurted.
"What?"
"I, um, was thinking that I could try your game. It could be fun. And I know how much it means to you."
Jimmy's brain stopped. Mae really wants to try? Maybe she was anxious about telling me so she got nervous about going out tonight. I'm good with that trade.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"I mean, yeah. Why not? As long as you don't push me too much. I will definitely try."
Jimmy leaned over and kissed her cheek. She blushed.
"Okay, well, I've got some work to do. We need to make you a character. But don't worry, we'll make it very casual and safe. And you'll need your own set of dice. I could lend you a set of mine, but you deserve your own. Tomorrow morning, I'll run out and buy a set and then we'll sit together and design your character."
Mae was nearly regretting this. Her heart was pounding. Tomorrow, she'd make herself a new character.
Jimmy's usual DnD store was closed. He found himself pressed for time hoping that he could get a really great dice set for Mae, but no game stores seemed to have what he was looking for. He was almost ready to give up when he passed a store that had a sign saying Celestia's Wares and Watsits. It looked spooky and even had a fantasy vibe, maybe they had dice sets.
He went in to find the shop basically sprawled out like a dungeon. How cool. There were potion bottles and charm necklaces all over. Maybe it was a fantasy role play shop? He'd have to come back to get details for his Renaissance Faire costume.
"Can I help you?" cooed a charming voice from behind the front desk.
Standing there was a stunning woman. Deep tan skin with fiery red hair flowing down her back. She was wearing a Victorian gown that was cut short to her thighs. And most drawing of all, she had gold eyes.
"Yes, please. Do you sell dice sets? For DnD? I figured because of the awesome dungeon aesthetic..."
"Absolutely. We have all manner of dice for Tabletop Roleplaying Games. We can even do custom dice right here in house."
"Really? That's incredible. Well, I'm looking for a set for a new player. See, my girlfriend isn't much for trying new experiences. She's a bit shy. But she's giving Dungeons and Dragons a chance, probably because she knows it'll make me happy. But I think it could be like a doorway for her into experimenting in a lot of other ways," he rambled.
He didn't mean to say so much. He just kept talking about his game. The woman seemed interested.
"I'm sure we can get Mae a dice set that will enthuse her to the range of exciting activities that present themselves. We'll start with resin, I'm thinking bright red."
"She might feel more comfortable with a darker color. Something that doesn't stand out."
"Experimentation is the birthplace of design. Give her a chance, she might surprise you," she retorted.
Jimmy didn't think that was a great idea for his shy girlfriend. But the woman, probably Celestia, seemed to know what she was doing. She even guessed Mae's name which was pretty impressive. He watched as Celestia poured the resin into a mold and added bits of cute glitter and other small pieces that would liven up the dice. Then she did something weird. She whispered into the mold. Well, it wasn't that weird. Jimmy had never made dice. Maybe that was a trade secret for making them roll higher.
In ten minutes, the dice were finished. She guaranteed great results as she revealed fully numbered red dice.
"How much are they?"
"No fee for new customers. Just enjoy and find me again if you ever should have need."
"You're kidding. Are you sure? You put so much effort into them. They really are stunning."
"No charge, especially for such a special gift. Just be sure Mae uses them. They are not for sharing."
Jimmy thanked her then headed home. He was thrilled and so looking forward to seeing Mae's reaction.
When he got home, he found Mae reading. He loved that she was a reader but wished she was into more than biographies. Anyway, it didn't matter, because now they got to have fun.
"Come see your new dice!" he chanted.
She came over and sat at the table. She was instantly overwhelmed. Spread across her kitchen were pieces of paper ready to be filled out. And sitting behind a weird looking stand with a picture of a dragon on it was Jimmy. He looked beyond thrilled. She was nervous.
He took out a tray and placed it in front of her. On it he placed seven die.
"These are your dice. They are used for a range of gameplay mechanics. That said, the four sided dice, six sided, eight, ten, and twelve sided die all pretty much focus on damage. This baby is your pièce de resistance."
He held up the glittering 20 sided dice. It shone like magic, refracting bits of light through it. It shone with incredible beauty.
Mae reached out and took it from him. She didn't know what had come over her. She just wanted the die. She held it in her hands and felt it move around them. This was going to be fun, she thought for the first time.
"It's cool, right? I got it specially made for you. I wasn't sure you'd like it. I know red is a bold color but the shopkeeper said..."
Gosh, he was cute when he rambled about nerd stuff. Maybe she should've been paying more attention. There were sure to be a lot of rules, right? But maybe if he knew all the rules, she could just play with her new dice and let him do his thing.
"And then all we need to do is make your character," he finished.
Mae snapped back to reality.
"Sounds great, thank you. What do you need from me?"
"First you pick out your race and class. There are a ton of great options. For race, you can be an elf, a dwarf, a goblin, a halfling, a dragonborn..."
"I think it's probably best if I start out as a human, don't you?" she said.
"Are you sure? Humans are good but some other races have good stats too."
She twirled the dice in her fingers. "I suppose. Maybe an elf? Those are close to human."
"Yeah, exactly. A more noble version with a lot of great advantages. Now, for class. Which is basically your role on the team. A good start is fighter. Or ranger or rogue. I like magic classes like wizard or sorcerer. Or cleric is the healer, that can be good for someone not that into fighting."
"I can be a sorcerer. That seems fun," she indicated. She wasn't sure why, but being a sorceress sounded right for her.
"Really? Wow," he said, writing down her choice. "Now, the rolls. There are six categories that are important for deciding your character. We'll start with strength."
"Do I need to arm wrestle you or something? I'm not very strong," she mocked.
"Not at all. This is your character which can be entirely different from yourself. You just want to make a character that is good for an elf and a sorcerer. And then you'll portray that character based on your stats. Does that make sense?"
It didn't make much sense. Why would she play as a character that wasn't like her? But it was his game. She would do her best.
"So I roll for strength?" she asked.
"Exactly. This is a skill that will decide how athletic you are. It's not the most important for sorcerers."
She took the 20 sided die in her hands. She shook it and felt a zap, almost like a shock of energy between her and the die, and it fell from her hands into the tray. It rolled to a stop with an 11 showing at the top.
That's when the changes started.
She felt a shift of balance as her form filled out. Starting low, her skinny legs began to fill with muscle. Her calves became firm and elongated down her sweatpants. The usually loose oversized pants quickly filled as her thighs followed suit and gained pounds of muscle that filled out the usually slim girl. Her legs stretched long and reached down from the chairs until they touched the floor.
Next, her abs began to rumble. Her inwardly curved stomach filled with all of the meals she hadn't had. It grew out until she had a tight stomach that lay flat on her torso. Her chest was next, as her nonexistent breasts grew slightly muscled and popped out into A cups. Her arms gained definition and her face filled out lightly, giving her fuller cheekbones and a healthy amount of fat. Even her lips puckered.
She sat perplexed for a moment as she took in her surroundings. She was definitely taller. And sitting on a more supple butt, no less. She must've missed her bottom gaining fat in the last few minutes. But it felt good, supportive and a bit sensitive. The room looked lower, she even almost made eye contact with Jimmy.
She instinctively stood up. Her minute breasts jiggled under her oversized sweater. Her brown hair swept a bit lower than it had. When she stood, she felt stronger, fuller, like she'd never skipped a meal, and worked out regularly. It felt... great. She had a sense of ease that didn't come with her usual small stature.
"Is everything okay, Mae?" Jimmy asked.
She turned. He hadn't noticed. He was now standing in front of her, only a few inches taller than her which wasn't usual. He was much taller. Wasn't he? Or did he just seem taller because of his confident sense of self? That was probably it. It was nice that he got her into eating protein. She should thank him some time.
"All good, just taking in the room I guess. Ready to get back to it?"
Jimmy smiled a big smile. He had expected a bit more resistance from Mae. After all, she was very shy and often not showy, but with her recent gaining of healthy muscle, she had become a little more herself. Fuller in mind and in body. It was great.
"Yeah, here, next is your dexterity roll. Dexterity is basically your balance. It's how you move, how acrobatic you are, and are you stealthy? It's a good one to have a fair amount of points in."
She took up the die in her hand. She shook it and dropped in into the tray. It rolled and rolled until it landed on a 15.
The effects were instantaneous. First, her waist cinched. The healthy abs tightened to be more lean but still strong. Her legs grew a bit curvier and her hips popped outwards, leaving her with an hourglass shape. Even her back arched heavily to follow the pattern. The feeling of warmth traveled up her chest until it reached her breasts which grew another few pounds until they were full C cups, peaking from beneath her collar.
Her brown hair grew out down her back and floated into a healthy wave. It fell with a thump onto her chair.
Her heavy clothing seemed to come to life in order to give her a dexterous look. Her sweatpants thinned in material, forming into yoga pants. They also gained a lighter hue, turning closer to a maroon. Her oversized sweater began to unravel at her shoulders. Her sleeves fell apart and ceased to exist. Meanwhile, her shirt formed into a black tank top that tightened around her chest. A sports bra formed around her chest in order to give it support.
"What was that?" she exclaimed.
"What are you talking about, Mae?"
"My clothes. I thought... I feel..."
"Are you feeling okay," he wondered.
"I feel great. Alive. Capable. This is fun."
D&D was sure to be a new experience. After all the time Mae spent keeping herself fit and in shape, to sit at a table and play make believe was still a bit of a stretch. But less so than when she just focussed on work and her smarts. She was happy to be making time for the gym so much. And it was paying off, she looked pretty good.
"Well, that's fantastic. Because next up is constitution."
"What skills does that pertain to?" she asked.
"There actually aren't any skills related to constitution. Instead, it's what you base your health on. The better your constitution, the harder you are to kill. Usually a bigger creature has better constitution and therefore more health. Like a troll has more than a dire wolf, but a dragon has more than a troll."
"Wow, that's detailed. I'll aim high then."
She took up the D20 once again and rolled it across the table. It landed in the tray and rolled until it stopped on an 18!
"Wow, that's a great roll! You'll have awesome health."
Mae couldn't even focus on his words. She felt the health hit her like a truck. Her body heated up as it gained the proper mass of a creature with high constitution.
First, she raised in her seat as her ass filled with the perfect amount of fat. Not forgetting her high dexterity or strength, her butt gained fat but it strengthened into muscle as she received a pert and full backside. Her thighs grew too as they bubbled and filled her yoga pants which grew increasingly taught.
Without being able to gain fat due to her tight abs and dexterous form, there was only one spot for all the rest of her constitution to go to. That was her breasts. Her chest heaved with energy. Her breasts spilled forward. They grew out like filling water balloons, propelling out and looking ready to pop. They pressed into her sports bra which was covering less and less skin. They grew out and under her tank top that sat up on her chest now. With a final groan, her boobs flung out and landed on the table in front of her.
It was nice to have a table at this height. Mae never spent a lot of time at the couch for fear of having her large E cup breasts flop about. Instead she usually sat them at the table where they could rest without giving her any back problems. Gosh they felt good pressed tightly into her shirt. She wanted to squeeze them for just a moment, but she couldn't stand the attention.
Jimmy froze in place while watching the spell unfold. He got hard in his pants as he saw Mae fill out. This was impossible. Breasts didn't just grow. Could it be the dice? The dice. The game. They were making a character. Better get back to it before Mae gets distracted playing with her breasts again. He knew he was lucky to have such a fit girlfriend who somehow also had perfect large boobs, but he didn't want to risk her losing interest in his favorite game. Her character was halfway done.
"Mae, are you ready? Next up is intelligence," he sputtered.
"Yes, what does this one effect?"
"Intelligence is about how much you know. Facts and stuff. How much information you can recall."
He was sure that she would value this one. After all this time about worrying about her anxiety and heightened awareness, he figured intelligence was a safe choice for a starter character for Mae. Too bad the dice disagreed.
Mae picked up the die. She shook it and for the last time considered the mathematic probabilities behind a roll of the dice. It rolled into the tray and landed with a jolt on a 3.
The zap of intelligence hit may like a storm. A whirlwind that sucked her dry. She was thinking about the game. How she was worried she would have to dumb herself down to fit in with these role players. Or would she? Jimmy was a smart guy. His friends were probably smarties too. They probably like know a lot. Math and stuff. Math was hard. She wasn't great at it. That's why she couldn't get a job. Not enough smarts to know how to do complicated stuff. But also too scared to help customers. That didn't leave a lot for her. Maybe she could try the big girl stuff. There didn't seem to be as many variables to worry about.
Jimmy watched as Mae's eyes glazed over. Her brown irises seemed to blur. They lightened from brown to green to blue and finally into a light purple. When she popped back to present, she seemed less aware, more vapid. But she smiled which made Jimmy happy.
"This is, like, so fun. My character sounds so cute."
Was that how Mae talked? She held herself to such high standards of presentation. Sometimes at least. Well, one time she tried really hard. But she wasn't a genius. She didn't pick up information quickly. But she also didn't worry too much. It was always nice to come home to her and have nothing to fret about.
"Yeah, she's coming along awesome. Next, roll for wisdom."
"Which one is that?"
How to phrase to his beautiful girlfriend who didn't pick up on things easily.
"You know how when you do something new, you can figure it out pretty fast? It's like that. Street smarts, I guess."
"Oh, okay, I can do that," she said eagerly.
She grabbed the die and shook it. It flew forward and into the tray before rolling and dropping right on 7.
The effect wasn't as obvious to Mae. She felt her awareness drop again. If she had any anxiety about specific details, it was gone now.
Jimmy watched the changes again, feeling that something was afoot but unable to truly tell. Mae's clothes shifted first. Her yoga pants got lighter, changing into a pretty red. The tightness of her thighs was on full view. Then her tank top lightened as well into a blueish color that looked like an instinct purchase. Her hair grew out longer as well. It lightened from brown into a cute blonde and shifted down her back until it reached her supple rear.
Her movements shifted as well. Instead of being still and focussed, her body started to bounce, which gave Jimmy a full show of her breasts lightly bobbing on the table. She started playing with her full hair and biting her lip.
Their eyes met for a moment. Jimmy saw an intense glare appear in her. He knew Mae rarely took time to think about her urges. But was now the proper time? She almost never initiated, she wasn't that confident, but she certainly wasn't able to hold back. Her foot reached out and touched his leg then winded its way up towards his eager crotch.
"Not now, Mae, we're not done making your character," he chided.
"Ugh, fine. You're like just so cute though."
"Game first. You promised."
"Yeah okay."
Jimmy was perfect for Mae. She loved his dominant tone. She wasn't exactly confident enough or really smart enough to be in charge. So she left that to him. She knew he wished for her to feel confident. And she knew she was hot. A tight, muscled body, long gorgeous hair, cute features, and not to mention her full, sexy boobies. But she just never had the sense of self she wanted. Luckily, Jimmy was patient. She knew she should listen to him.
"We're almost done, your final roll is charisma."
"What does charisma mean?"
She was so cute.
"It's like bravery. How you take on challenges. And how convincing you are."
"I'm not that good at that. Do you really think I can play a character like that? I'm not very courageous," she mewed.
Jimmy put the die in her hand and held it close. He put his face next to hers.
"I have full faith," he said and kissed her hand.
She felt her heart soar with desire. She let the die fly. It landed perfectly in the tray and rolled once before landing squarely on the 20.
"It's a natural 20! That's amazing!" he called.
Mae didn't have time to respond. Her body launched into overdrive. She reached out and grabbed the table for support. Every aspect of her jumped in strength. her abs got firmer, her thighs got stronger, her butt rounded out further, her breasts grew another size and became more pert and round. Her clothes barely could keep up. Her tank top shrank and firmed until it became a corset with a cute bow on the top. The blue lightened to a bright and bold purple. Her pants shrank into purple booty shorts that left fat spilling out the bottom. Next, her face exploded in color. Makeup filled her pores, her cheeks lightened, her lips filled and sparkled, her mascara gave her fun color, and her hair gained unique color as blue ink trailed from her head to her butt.
Jimmy watched with anticipation. Here was his Mae, fuller and stronger, like she popped out of her old body. Old body? When he met Mae, she was a bold person. Eager to try new things. She got into exercise, fun cooking, yoga, new fashion, tight clothes, and even roleplay. She was really into roleplay. Now, she was begging to play his favorite game, dungeons and dragons, so she could show him how far she had come.
Mae felt her spirit unleash. Anything felt doable. She was full of life. She looked across the table to Jimmy.
"So, is that all, hot stuff?" she flirted.
He gulped. "Just got to add in your bonuses. You get a plus one to intelligence." She felt her head gain a little room for information, but just the fun stuff like how to tease Jimmy and how to earn money the easy way, like social media.
"And a plus two to charisma." She lurched one final time, her eyes ablaze with self actualization.
Without hesitating, she shoved the dnd information off the table. Sheets and boards and even her special dice flew to the floor. She climbed up and grabbed Jimmy by the collar. She kissed him fully with her bouncy lips, her chest pressed up against him filling him with heat. He was used to this. Random fits of Mae leading him through their sexual exploits. She tore off his pants and exposed his dick. She turned around on the table.
"Come on, master. My dungeons, like, need exploring and excavating. Only you can save me."
Jimmy was filled with desire. He ripped her tiny shorts off of her ass. They practically shot off with all the force that was held in them. She had bent over the table with her ass jiggling impatiently. He grabbed her firm, wide hips and plunged into her ass. As he gained rhythm, her cheeks followed along, slapping to his rapidly quickening pace.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, shit, fuuuuuuuuuuck, baby please, harder, please, like fuck me, dungeon master," she screamed.
Eventually, it was too much for Jimmy. He came hard and heavy.
"Shit," he said.
Mae just giggled. She turned around and flattened him against the table. She surrounded his dick with her juicy lips and sucked every last drop from him. As he felt himself near being placid, her sucking revived him. Like a sorceress's spell, his dick was healed to full strength.
"Let's do it again, but now I'm the master. Now suck on me."
She undid her corset and plopped her breast into his mouth. She loved having her titties sucked on. She took the opportunity to sit her aching pussy right on his dick. She was dripping with desire as every inch of her insides were filled with Jimmy's throbbing member. Her tongue fell out of her mouth as her eyes rolled back. She used her powerful legs to push herself up and down over and over onto Jimmy's full erection. He impaled her with a constant slap of her thighs against his body and her breasts against hers.
After minutes of steady slapping and screaming, Mae came like a wave of force. She yelled for a minute straight as her juices exploded from her pussy. As she tightened her inside muscles, Jimmy released his load a second time. She loved when he couldn't help himself. She squatted onto him then lied down on his body. He hugged her close, and they shared the warm embrace of successful climax.
"The four adventurers are fighting for their lives. All hope seems lost. But then, out of no where, a bolt of light shoots into the enormous beast. Standing just at the edge of the glade is a beautiful, gorgeous, sexy..."
"We get it, Jimmy," one of his friends complained.
"A stunning elf with long blue hair wearing a purple chest-plate. Serena the Serendipitous steps out and glistens the battlefield with her beauty. Sorry, not sorry. Mae, what would you like to do?"
"I, like, charge into battle, silly. Let's shoot the bad guy again."
"Roll for it."
She took up her die and rolled it into the tray.
"That's a natural 20!" she exclaimed.
The group reared up in cheers at the successful acclamation of their newest party member. She would go on to lead their campaign to great success at the table and on the internet, as the dnd fanboys couldn't get enough of the dungeons and dragons group with the hot, bold sorcerer.
And Mae loved every second. She loved Jimmy's not so subtle flirting. She loved playing a fun, exciting character. But mostly she loved being herself, sexy and charismatic, for the world to see.