Turn 9: Blaze and Knight

Blaze asked slowly leaned down, cradling the back of Foxtrot’s head with one hand as she reached down with the other to grab the die. She was so grateful that she finally had been given the chance to breastfeed the girls in the room with her and wanted it to continue for as long as possible. While she knew it was a dream that she only possessed for a couple of hours at most, it was still a dream that was coming true. She rolled the die and a 6 game up. She didn't want to leave Foxtrot's loving, nursing lips for even a moment but her super speed enabled her to step away, move her token, and return with her little one barely noticing.

RED: MENTAL

The game nears its end, so too do my high jinks,

As it has passed, you have all garnered new kinks,

The fact you have but one, to me kind of stinks

So I’m adding an extra to further your links.

Blaze continued, curious as to what the new fetish would be and once she said that the pink in-lays of the board lit up and text began flashing across the screens. At first Blaze was the only one with eyes quick enough to read what it said. But it was scrolling through the other players’ names one-by-one and next to them the game listed one of their kinks. So Foxtrot: Anal Play, High Tech: Edging, and Knight Light: Pregnancy were examples of the things that scrolled downwards, slot machine-style, while making a quiet clicking noise with each new trait that flashed by. After about 10 seconds the ‘wheel’ began to slow down and the rest of the women were able to see and read what was happening. When it finally stopped, the the screen flashed with Blaze’s new fetish picked out. Apparently tying up and being tied down was going to be rather popular in their house since the board screen’s result was “Maid of Sterner Stuff: Bondage.”

Everyone saw the result and smiled. It was High Tech that decided to see which she preferred. “So cunt, do you want to be tied down or do the fucking tying?” Blaze looked at the restrained Maid with her arms tied behind her back and remembered that she was the one that did it. She felt a rush of power and lust that she had previously only known when doing her mommy or daddy play with the other girls and somehow it warmed both her heart and her pussy. At the same time though as she saw the helpless state of Maid as she lovingly tongued Foxtrot’s ass, she felt a strong pang of jealousy and wished she could have her hands and feet cuffed while Foxtrot continued to suckle until she was finished without regards to her own opinion. As she gave the question thought she could only provide one answer.

“Yes, please.”

High Tech laughed as she loved that answer. Another slut to help her tie down some of the others before getting tied down herself. Truly a perfect spouse for her. But as much as the idea was appealing it was beginning to get to High Tech as she thought about what was coming and part of her was beginning to resent the game a little bit. It provided some stuff like a bed and room for Maid to show off her airplane form. But no handcuffs, no paddles, no wall fixtures with leather straps, no ropes, or anything like that. No good bondage devices beyond what the game gave Maid. It felt kind of unfair. She felt like a kid that was at the amusement park but too short to go on any of the cool roller coasters.

As she lamented that, Knight Light reached around her body to accept the die that Foxtrot handed her and rolled a 6 of her own. This put her on the same black square as Maid.

BLACK: RISE UP

Red: 6 Blue: 2 Green: 2 Yellow: 2

You must draw 1 blue, 1 green, and 1 yellow.

BLUE: STYLE

The form-fitting jumpsuit is a hero's typical stitch,

You followed suit, but I think you should switch,

To an alternative stereotype, that is my pitch.

I will now insist, you dress more like a witch.

GREEN: BODY

You seek to impregnate, the need makes you squirm

Increasing their birthrate, is what makes your cock firm,

More sperm will help you create, to let those bellies confirm,

Though it might come a little late, thanks to the smell of your sperm

YELLOW: FACE

With so many women to be filled I feel we admit,

Your cock might be overtaxed, more than a bit.

To help you out so you don’t need to quit,

A magical aid will now, be found in your spit.

She chose to continue before the first poem had been completed. She didn’t really feel the need to read it. It would have been difficult anyway since High Tech had picked up the speed that her pussy was humping away at her dick and the warm, wet squeezing sensation was extremely distracting. It didn’t seem that Tech was willing to let her cum yet, but she seemed to be having a harder time holding back. The desires to edge and the desires to have her pussy stuffed with baby batter were still in conflict and the latter was beginning to gain significant ground it seemed within High Tech’s mind.

But no visible changes happened to Knight Light but she was aware enough to look over at her discarded clothing and noticed that her bodysuit was no more. In it's place was a bright yellow robe and stereotypical witch hat. An old part of her would have been annoyed as she found the storybook witch wear to be insulting. Her new sunnier attitude just imagined how hot she was going to look in it.