End of Turn 7

Maid was quite happy to see how pleased Foxtrot had become as she was now with her ner knowledge. Her only problem was that she wished she had gotten the ‘additional knowledge’ red square change thing here since it could have been another type of information that could have been useful to her friend. Being Foxtrot’s lab assistant in addition to being able to discuss movies could have made their relationship even more productive down the road. Honestly if Blaze and Foxtrot were willing, Maid would even be willing to be a subject for some genetic experiments for the latter. She felt confident that the brilliant young woman wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. She was too nice for that and would never risk her life or health with a maybe. But it was her turn now so Maid grabbed the die and got a five which sent her onto a red square and into a significant lead over everyone else. She actually crossed her fingers hoping for her chance to gain the knowledge she’d need to help Foxtrot with her genetic lab work. And she followed the suit of many of her allies by agreeing to the poem before it even appeared.

RED: MENTAL

In physical fitness and **** you’re a freak,

Unmatched muscle makes you anything but meek,

I need a rhyme here so, um, rose-breasted grosbeak,

But if it’s knowledge you wish for, how about I give you technique.

Blaze actually laughed out loud at the third line and couldn’t help but wonder if the whatever was behind the game was trying to be deliberately funny or if it was an accident but after all this time, something that random and out of place was still appreciated by her at least. Maid on the other hand was a bit disappointed that she didn’t get exactly the knowledge she wanted but she did get information that would help her do the superhero thing more effectively and protect her allies which was always useful.

She hoped that Foxtrot would get the reference and in her best attempt to imitate Neo from The Matrix she looked at the others at the table and whispered, “I know kung fu.”

Foxtrot actually did get the reference and laughed before saying, “show me,” before standing up and taking on a fighting posture. It only lasted about a minute or two but it quickly became apparent that Foxtrot could no longer rely exclusively on her speed and experience to beat Maid in a fight if it ever came to that. As the two sparred, fighting nude while Blaze watched, it became apparent to all of them that Maid now knew much more than just kung fu. She was a bit clumsy with her technique since she had never performed the moves before but her knowledge of martial arts, including the ability to read her opponents body language and react before they even launched their attacks was very good. She no longer needed to rely entirely on brute **** and now was a highly skilled martial artist with dozens of different styles to draw from in addition to being one of the strongest creatures on the planet. Blaze watched with pride as she realized that even without her enhanced strength and toughness, Maid would now be a powerful ally once she practiced what she knew and learned how to put it into service.

Foxtrot stopped and smiled, taking a deep breath appreciating Maid’s skill. “God damn, you’re good. I need to step up my game now if I want to keep up.”

Maid smiled and thanked Foxtrot for her compliment before Blaze reminded her that she had another ally to serve the board and die too since High Tech was on the clock and currently still busy with having her pussy stuffed. With the mission at hand, neither seemed interested in edging and it appeared Knight Light was getting close but something about the look in her face made all three of those watching think that she wasn’t going to be satisfied with putting just one load of cum into High Tech’s pussy. Which means that Maid once again had a perfect chance to be useful as she brought the board and die over to High Tech who was now riding on top and mocking Knight Light’s slow cum time. Just because she was letting herself get knocked up didn’t mean she had to totally abandon her domination fetish. As she presented herself and the game devices to Tech, Maid actually felt a twinge of jealousy for both of them. Being dominated like that and being impregnated were both fetishes she craved. But it wasn’t her place to ask. At least not while the others were currently engaged, maybe when they were done she could do so though.

High Tech thanked Maid for her service and rolled a three which wound up putting her on the same red square as Foxtrot and Knight. All 3 now would be into the facesitting thing from here on out. Tech continued again without even knowing what the poem would say.

RED: MIND

You’re busy being bred by your baby’s female sire,

But in this you’re too passive and could deal with some fire,

You’re need for a single life is about to expire

Thanks to a newfound parental desire.

High Tech didn’t need to see the board to know what it had just done. One moment she was going through with her mating just to complete the deal. As much as she loved being penetrated and having cum fired into her womb, she didn’t have a huge desire to get pregnant. At least not until now. It was as if a switch flipped in her brain and suddenly she realized that it couldn’t happen fast enough. She wished she had access to the materials and lab resources as, in her head, she was formulating a medication to massively increase semen production and potency for Knight Light.

As she felt her pussy come to life with a level of power and control that she didn't know she had, she realized how dumb she had been just a few minutes ago. Getting pregnant just to complete a deal? Having a child should never be for something like that. It was never healthy to do something like that based on what the child can do for you, it should be about what you can provide to the child. Things like love, a stable home, and a happy family. Of course she already had that and would have provided it for her children but High Tech still thanked Chicken Out for putting her mind into a more constructive state of mind.

As those two continued doing it, Blaze was about to pick up the die and roll but was stopped as the game board began to flash. The pink inlays began to blink between red, blue, green, and yellow several times. After it stopped, on the top section a countdown timer appeared starting at 90 minutes. Below that a message appeared, once again avoiding poetry and being straight forward.

"Congratulations to all players for finally crossing the halfway point! While I have done my best to provide all with a new, enjoyable view of their lives and loves, that five minute time limit has been a hindrance to your enjoyment of it. So how about a break to enjoy yourselves and each other? When you hear this beep, Blaze will be back on the clock again and have five minutes to roll. For now, just have fun!". With that a loud, long, high-pitched beep rang through the facility leaving all five women free to do what they pleased for the next hour and a half.