She appears in a paternity test episode

Three months later on the Fucked or Fortune stage, Sasha fiddles with her sky blue sundress, smoothing it over her baby bump as she asks, “Are the cameras rolling? I can win the $100k with a paternity test, right?”

Ms. White walks out on stage in a clingy white dress, and the leggy blonde has a mic in hand. “We’re all set to get started. Take a look behind you, sweetie.”

Spotlights focus on Danny D, the two staff members Sasha thinks of as Adonis and The Fat Man, and her boyfriend Blake sitting in chairs at the back of the stage. When Sasha thinks about how she fucked three of these men in the previous episode, she blushes.

Into his own mic, Danny D says, "Welcome back to Fucked or Fortune, Sasha!" He sits with the thick bulge in his trousers on display. "Try not to get fucked this time!”

Ms. White walks with Sasha to the chairs. “Don’t let the horny boys get to you. You won’t need to fuck anyone to win today.” When they reach the men, Ms. White continues, “Just hop on the lap of the man you think put a baby in your belly. If you’re right, you win $100k. If you’re wrong, we’re back to square one with you as a Fucked or Fortune loser.”

The spotlights converge on Sasha. She breathes in deep and meets the horny gazes of the men. Sitting in a lap probably means getting groped and dry humped. She thinks back to how the last episode ended (with Danny D stuffing her full of cock and cum) and thinks some heavy petting will be worth the $100k. Remembering the two loads he pumped into her pussy has her blushing more and wondering if he's the baby’s daddy.

As Sasha walks toward Danny D and the bulge tenting his trousers, she won’t allow herself to look at Blake. He’s never been inside her bare, so choosing her boyfriend would be asking to lose. But she does spare a glance for the two staff members, for Adonis and The Fat Man. Adonis as the daddy would be a dream, and she again thinks of what it’d be like to come home to his magnificent cock. Her fantasy sours when she looks to The Fat Man who’s already reached past his beer gut to rub at the bulge in his jeans.

Fate wouldn't be so kind as to give her a handsome and successful man as the baby's father, Sasha thinks. She pivots away from Danny D and walks past Adonis to make a beeline for the lap of The Fat Man. She plants herself in his lap, her pregnant stomach against his beer gut, and says, "I choose this ugly fucker."

Ms. White smirks. "So, you think our staff member Frank put that baby in you with his fat cock.”

Frank tugs up on the back of the sundress, baring Sasha’s peachy bottom in a white thong. He says, “Betcha she’s after more pussy-pounding fun.”

Sasha pulls her dress back down as best she can. She looks to her boyfriend and says, "Sorry, babe. I've got to go with the choice I think will win us the money." She does her best to ignore the rigid bulge pressed up against her thong.

With a hand in his lap, Blake rubs at his bulge, at what looks to be a hard but small cock through his jeans. He says, "It's okay. Do what you have to do."

Ms. White says into her mic, "Let's put the clip of Mr. Boyfriend cumming inside Sasha on the overhead monitors." The monitors display FOOTAGE NOT FOUND and Ms. White laughs. "Oh, right. He never got to empty his little balls." She opens an envelope a crew member hands her. "Surprise, surprise! Mr. Boyfriend, you are not the father!"

With a sigh, Blake says, "Yeah, I figured."

Sasha has to lift up some to lean forward and pat Blake on the arm. “You’re more of a man than any of these guys, baby.” She thinks she hears a zipper but dismisses the sound as unimportant: probably just a crew member undoing their jacket. She doesn’t realize Frank has his fly undone and his cock out until she settles back onto his lap and has that fat cock pressing against the front of her thong.

Frank runs his chubby hands up under her dress to squeeze her hips. To Sasha he says, “How’s my lap? Comfy?”

Sasha answers, “It’s uh f-fine. Just… fine.”

Ms. White accepts another envelope from a crew member. The scene of a bound Sasha getting railed by the ginger staff member plays on the monitors, showing his massive dick pushing deep to fill her with his cum, her lifted legs quivering with her own climax. “Time to find out if our resident ginger put a baby in Sasha,” Ms. White says into her mic.

The ginger shrugs. “I’m hoping it’s either me or Danny so Sasha has to offer up that sweet pussy again.”

Sasha squirms in Frank’s lap. His fat fingers hook the back of her thong, tugging it to one side. She shifts about to try and keep the front of the thong in place. His cock rubs her pussy through the cotton.

Ms. White opens the envelope and looks to the ginger staff member. “Greg, you are not the father!” She looks from Danny D to Frank and says into her mic, “One of you has to be the father, giving Sasha a fifty/fifty chance at winning!”

Sasha looks to Danny D and his cocksure grin. Has she made a mistake? No one has ever put more cum in her than the game show host. If she’s wrong and he is the father, she’s going to have three big dicks vying for her pussy.

Danny D gestures to his crotch, to the outline of his cock in the thin trousers and says to Sasha, “You know you’ve missed this ten-inch cock.”

Distracted by Danny D and his bulge, Sasha forgets for a few seconds about the fat cock rubbing at her thong. A few seconds is all Frank needs to nudge the thong to one side and sink the wide head of his cock past her slick outer lips. “Thatta girl. Ya know ya came here for a good stretching.” His strong hands on her hips hold her in place.

Sasha bites back a moan, not wanting her boyfriend to know this ugly fuck has his dick inside her pussy. She smooths out her dress, **** to keep the cameras from capturing any upskirt views of her pussy hugging that fat cock.

Ms. White takes a third envelope from a crew member and goes to Sasha, offering the envelope as she says, “Why don’t you open this one, honey? Let’s see if Danny put that baby in you.” The monitors display the scenes of Danny D fucking Sasha: one monitor shows him fucking her missionary with her legs bound up to the makeshift cross whereas the other has him taking her from behind, her round butt bouncing against his crotch.

When Sasha accepts the envelope, Frank pushes up to sink his full length inside her hot pussy. Sasha cries out, her back arched, and nearly crumples the envelope. Breathing heavy, she stammers out, “S-sorry. Got a cramp in my l-leg.” She clumsily tears at the envelope as Frank jostles her in his lap. “It says… Danny D is not… is not the father.”

“Well, fuck. So much for winning $100 from the bet,” Danny D says.

Ms. White rolls her eyes as a crew member hands her the fourth and final envelope. “No one cares about your $100. Sasha has all but won the $100k with her prediction!” She wags the envelope at him. “It’s about to be official, and she didn’t even have to fuck one of you louts this time.”

Frank pulls up on Sasha’s sundress and bunches it up around her hips and her pregnant belly as he starts to bounce her on his cock. The overhead monitors go to a live feed zoomed in on Sasha’s round butt rising and falling, the white thong pulled aside as her tight pussy clings to that thick cock. Frank grunts and pushes in deep again as he says, “Pretty sure she came here to fuck.”

Sasha looks to her boyfriend and says, “Sorry, babe. This cock is just so wonderfully fat…”

Blake watches as he rubs at the crotch of his jeans, a wet spot of cum spreading through the denim. He says, “Do what you have to do…”

Ms. White opens the envelope and reads the card inside. “Frank is the father. Not that I think anyone cares right now.” The monitors go to a split screen, one half displaying WINNER, the other half a closeup of Sasha riding dick, Frank's fat cock glistening with both her nectar and with his cum, her inner folds stretched wide.