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So Princess, how about that outfit. First, smooth it out, make sure the straps are in place and everything is where it should be.

You proceeded to adjust the straps on your shoulders and smooth the dress down your belly and thighs. The had the effect of lowering the hem slightly suddenly making you nervous. There wasn't much room for margin down there. Checking the cleavage quickly, you could see a hint of areola peeking out so you knew you were good with that. The fabric was also sheer enough to see the darkness of your nipples. It was probably gonna go down to the length of the dress.

As you stepped over the bar, Tanya raised it all the way up to your crotch, pulling it tight before fixing it and noting the height. She then loosened the setup and started lowering it slowly to the required 1,5 inches. While she was lowering it you dared not look down. Would the dress be short enough? Would you be getting yet more penalties? How risky will the next game get? How close will you be to that scary ending? How close were you willing to go? Where would you stop? Where would Tanya stop? It was getting clear now that she not only enjoyed taking risks herself, but also seeing you take risks. And you were indulging her. But that could only end one way in the long term. With your trim and flat belly growing big and round with a baby inside it, stretching the tattoo that would probably end up being its downfall. The thought sent shivers down your spine and also made your pussy even more wet. A mix of fear and lust hitting you together, resulting in that thrill that you had only lately discovered, which came with pregnancy risk sex. That feeling was like a **** and you were starting to not only enjoy it, but you were craving it, slowly becoming an addict waiting for their next fix. This was bad news.

"Tough luck Princess!" You heard Tanya say, bringing you out of whatever world or dimension your horny consciousness seemed to be spending a lot of time in. You looked down and saw the dress was touching the bar between your legs, meaning it was too long. By about 1/4 inch.

"Well, I guess that now makes four penalties for me now." Again, you weren't sure if you were happy about it or not. Your mind was really going to weird and sexy places.

"Guess again!" Tanya said with an evil grin on her face. She pointed down saying "Those make five" She was clearly ecstatic even though she was trying to hide it.

You looked down and saw the flat ballerinas you were wearing. You were not following the 2" heel rule either.

The measuring done, you stepped away from the bar and sat on the bed to rest your feet. You had been walking for the better part on the last 2 hours and they were getting tired.

"So, Princess, that makes five penalties for you and one for me for our next game. We are going to have so much fun girl. But before we get to that. Would you mind telling me what happened exactly on that adventure? Earlier I was pretty sure you were gonna jump me on the spot when you can in. Plus, that bar which was between your legs on drenched in your juices. What did you do?"