You try to go easy

You decide that lower the odds would be a smart move, and you are fairly confident that Tiffany will be thinking similar given what she just got hit with 5 doses of that fertility enhancing stuff. As you look over at the scowling face of Tiffany as she blows a long blonde bang from her eye line, frustrated by her inability to use her hands, and you try not to catch her eye.

"Alright then Your first four categories are; Places, People, Jobs and Positions, and don't worry we don't need answers in the form of a question." The announcer chuckles as you look up at the board and see the four categories and wonder which one you'll pick first. "So we'll have four questions each, and as our newcomer, we'll let Ellie pick first." The announcer says as a red light lights up on the top of your podium, and you look back up to the wall.

"I'll take Places for 1." You say trying to keep the nerves from your voice, as you look up at the board.

"Ah playing it safe I see, I can't blame you, alright your question is, What is the Capital of England." The announcer says as you glance over to Tiffany who rolls her eyes.

"London." You answer quickly and smile, one down three to go, and if it all goes to plan the cum you'll be risking your body against will at weaker, although weaker than what it entirely academic if it ranges from normal to massively enhanced, but you choose not to dwell on it.

"Correct, now let's start filling that batch." The announcer says as the board changes to an animated beaker and an erect cock, which then proceeds to twitch and shot forth a few small dribbles of cum with sad faces on it. These pool into the beaker, and then the board reverts back to its list of topics. "Alright, Tiffany the board is yours." The announcer says cheerily as you hear a faint whirring coming from your feet, but it stops shortly after you notice it.

"I'll take positions for 5." Tiffany says in a cold tone, as she stares at you with a wicked smile.

"Alright now we're getting started, OK tiffany your question is as follows. A position apparently good for conceiving, it is performed with the woman on her back with her hips raised by her partners hands as they thrust into her while the woman rests her legs on the mans shoulders, this can be done on beds, tables, on the hood of a car if your adventurous enough, your question Tiffany is to name that position." The announcer says as a small diagram of this position flicks up on screen, it's not one you're familiar with, at least not by its name.

"The butterfly, not one of my favorites but its pretty good." Tiffany says in an almost bored tone.

"I should have known a slut like you would know her positions." The announcer chuckles while Tiffany mutters something under her breath. "Alright, lets fill that beaker." The announcer says cheerily as you look at the screen as it changes back to the animated display of the beaker and cock, only this time the cock is a large black one and it erupts huge sprays of cum with a big grinning face on it, and it fills the beaker about ten times the amount as much cum as before, and you look over shocked at Tiffany as she continue to smile at you as you look back to the board and see that it's gone to a feed of what you quickly realize much to your horror is a feed on your crotch, and you see four things written to the right. 'Hot and Cold, Now that's a Stretch, Size matters, and thin skin. "Now for answering our five-point question you also win a shot at making Ellie's life a lot stickier." The announcer says in a cheerful tone.

"Thin Skin." Tiffany says as her blue eyes look across to you, as an evil smile spreads across her face.

"Mmmmm good choice Tiffany, but because our mics picked up what you muttered under your breath earlier, we'll be applying that to both of you." The announcer says in his cheery tone. You hear whirring beneath you as you look down and see the condom bet plucked off the nozzle and a new one is opened and stretched over the nozzle, and you can see the color of the nozzle come through the thin latex sheath as if it was about to break through. "Now then your condoms are our own special brand, designed for the ultimate feeling, so thin that you can sense the heat, at the cost of its durability." The announcer chuckles.

"Unbelievable." Tiffany says as she shakes her head and glares at you, as though this was somehow your fault.

"Alright, Ellie the board is yours again." The announcer says as the board changes back.

You are unsure if you should stick to your plan, or try and play Tiffany at her own game, you do feel slightly guilty knowing a number of fertility enhancers now working their magic in her body, but at the same time you don't want to risk your body either, but then you're not sure how hard the questions will be, and even then how fair the games seems to be for Tiffany, maybe you don't have to play her game, she seems perfectly adept at screwing both of you.