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Baby game 2 By fishy9890 on 17th August 2021 12:31:30 AM
  1. BABY GAME 2 by CaptainHowardWebb
  2.  
  3. “Let's go.” Polly insisted, practically shoving Susan out the door.
  4.  
  5. “Hey!” Susan said, planting herself more firmly. “We're going, but we still gotta have a few things before we go.” Susan said, rolling her eyes, stepping past Polly back into the apartment. “Ever since we left you've been obsessed with that game...” Susan said, rolling her eyes.
  6.  
  7. “...and you haven't been?” Polly said, and she seemed to be upset at that notion.
  8.  
  9. “I can't say that I have.” Susan said, walking into the bedroom, where a suitcase was already mostly packed.
  10.  
  11. “I can't get it off of my mind...” Polly sighed, following Susan into the room.
  12.  
  13. “Well, we're going, and it's going to be a great weekend.” Susan said with a grin. Polly smiled as well, before walking around Susan's bed to see what was going on.
  14.  
  15. “What are you packing so much for?” Polly asked with a chuckle.
  16.  
  17. “Well, it's a three day weekend, and I figured we'd...” she said, but was cut off.
  18.  
  19. “You realize that if things go the way we've planned, we won't be wearing much of anything.” she said with a smirk. Susan looked back at her with a grin, and reached into her bag, withdrawing a pair of underwear.
  20.  
  21. “Like this?” she said, tossing them aside onto the floor.
  22.  
  23. “Exactly!” Polly said with a chuckle, before snatching Susan by the hand. “NOW LETS GO.” she insisted, and the duo slipped out the door.
  24.  
  25. Sometime later, the duo rolled down the lonely county roads, and away from civilization. They eagerly awaited what lay before them at the cottage.
  26.  
  27. “Well...” Susan said, fumbling with the radio to try and locate a station. “We are officially in the middle of nowhere. Check your social tabs one last time, because we're probably almost out of range for that too.” she said.
  28.  
  29. Polly held her new tablet aloft, and took a selfie. “I'm titling this 'before'.” she said with a chuckle.
  30.  
  31. “So, what cards are you hoping to get?” Susan asked.
  32.  
  33. “I've made a list!” Polly said, excitedly. “After all of our rounds, I figured out that this time around, I really want to get “Mammary Madness” again, same goes for all the “Baby bloom” ones.” she said.
  34.  
  35. “Did you notice that the cards seemed to... change... as we played?” Susan asked.
  36.  
  37. “Yeah, I noticed that a bit at first, but then I got that card about the rabbit stuff.” Polly said with a laugh.
  38.  
  39. “Hey, you got the easy ones. I got that “fruit farm” card twice. TWICE. It's a good thing it resets everything after that- we'd have flooded the whole cottage and then some after that...” Susan trailed off with a shudder.
  40.  
  41. “Well, it wasn't all bad Susan. That feeling when your vagina is getting bigger... the first time was wild, but each time after that...” Polly said, leaning back in her seat with a sigh. “Wow.” she said.
  42.  
  43. “Wow is a good word for it.” Susan said with a grin, turning left off of the county road onto the long winding driveway to the cottage. A few moments later, and they had arrived.
  44.  
  45. The duo climbed out of Susan's well-appointed Mazda-3, and they both gathered up Susan's bags. Polly, intent on making this weekend interesting, had brought one change of clothes, and several packaged shammy towels in a single plastic shopping bag that she had on the crook of her arm.
  46.  
  47. “What's with the towels?” Susan said, puzzled.
  48.  
  49. Polly reached into the bag, and withdrew one of the towels to read off the text on one of the packages. “Shammy Express towel absorbs 6 times it's weight in liquid!” Polly rattled off.
  50.  
  51. “Well, the game is clearly magic, as you poured out gallons of milk and fluids, so I don't think a couple towels will help you much.” Susan said.
  52.  
  53. “Well, when you're wallowing in juice, “fruit farm lady”, don't come crying to me.” Polly chuckled opening the cottage door.
  54.  
  55. The duo walked into the cottage, and were surprised to see that towards the back of the house the lights were on, and it smelled as though someone had been cooking something.
  56.  
  57. “Susan?” Polly asked, pulling herself in along the wall. Susan, the larger of the two girls silently took the lead. Susan grimaced menacingly as she marched forward towards the back of the house, with Polly following carefully behind.
  58.  
  59. They rounded the corner, and they both saw a figure, draped in a blanket, reading a book on the sofa, facing away from them.
  60.  
  61. “Hey!” Susan called, and the figure bolted around, wide eyed at the sight of visitors.
  62.  
  63. “Susan!” the figure said, tossing the blanket aside, and standing.
  64.  
  65. “Megan!” Susan said, surprised and rather confused. “What are you doing here?” she asked.
  66.  
  67. “Three day weekend.” Megan said, stepping up to stand before the two girls. Megan was much shorter than Susan, and very skinny. She had a pair of large glasses perched on her nose, an her hair was done up in a modest bun. She was wearing a loose-fitting sweatshirt and what appeared to be pajama pants, and no shoes.
  68.  
  69. “So you came from your school to here...” Susan said, putting her sister's story together in her head.
  70.  
  71. “Yeah, with everything closed for Bo Burnham day on Monday, all of our professors were wrapping things up early. It's only about 2 hours from here to my dorm on the Interstate- I come out here all the time.” Megan said.
  72.  
  73. “All the time?” Susan mused.
  74.  
  75. “Sorry Susan- if I'd known you were coming I would have cooked more. I just made a box of mac and cheese- nothing fancy, but help yourselves. I'm sure there's more food stashed around here somewhere.” Megan said apologetically.
  76.  
  77. “Hey, it's fine.” Polly said with a smile.
  78.  
  79. “Oh!” Susan said, turning to Megan. “Megan, this is Polly.” Susan said, gesturing in Polly's direction.
  80.  
  81. “Hey!” Polly said.
  82.  
  83. “Pleased to meet you.” Megan said, before she looked back over at Susan who had moved towards the kitchen to address something getting too hot on the stove. “I hope my being here isn't an intrusion. I didn't know you were coming.” Megan said.
  84.  
  85. “It's fine Megan.” Susan said.
  86.  
  87. “We're just up here to play the game.” Polly said with a grin.
  88.  
  89. “Game?” Megan said, before giving Susan a puzzled look.
  90.  
  91. Susan looked back at her, and let out a little sigh. “Megan, have you ever looked around at the board games here?” Susan asked.
  92.  
  93. “I know we've got a few over there.” Megan replied.
  94.  
  95. “There's a weird one.” Susan said.
  96.  
  97. “Very weird.” Polly added, kneeling before the cabinet against the far wall, and reaching into it's lower recesses to find the game.
  98.  
  99. “It's, well... hard to explain.” Susan said.
  100.  
  101. “You came out here on your 3-day weekend to play a board game?” Megan asked, very confused.
  102.  
  103. “The game... it changes you.” Susan said.
  104.  
  105. “It makes you pregnant, and like huge.” Polly said, withdrawing a box from within the cabinet.
  106.  
  107. Megan looked on with a skeptical look, and Susan stepped back into the living room to see what Polly was holding up.
  108.  
  109. “It's different now Susan.” Polly said, looking the box over. “It's changed.” she said.
  110.  
  111. Both Susan and Megan moved in closer to see what Polly was talking about.
  112.  
  113. “Mommy Game, a game of maternal madness, mayhem, and more.” Megan said, adjusting her glasses, and leaning in to read the text on the box as Polly pried the lid off of it to reveal it's contents.
  114.  
  115. Inside the otherwise unassuming cardboard game box was a folded over game board, a collection of brightly colored pieces shaped like women, a single die, a larger card with instructions, and a myriad of hundreds of brightly-colored “Mommy Cards” laying all across the bottom of the box in layers.
  116.  
  117. Polly silently flipped the board open while Megan studied the game's box lid, and set the game board down on the coffee table so she and Susan could study it more carefully. What they saw surprised them.
  118.  
  119. The board, formerly broken up into three sections, now had only one long multicolored path. It started at “Pregnant” and then worked it's way up the board, zig-zagging through star spaces, before coming to the top, where there were two circles- one that said “Winner!” and one that said “Birth!”. They were separated by five squares- each one denoting a return to the beginning of the board.
  120.  
  121. “Huh.” Susan said.
  122.  
  123. “Hey, I like it.” Polly said with a grin, reaching into the box to grab a red-colored woman-shaped game piece, before setting it on the “start” place. She then grabbed a handful of cards from the box, looking them over in her hands.
  124.  
  125. “Hey!” Polly exclaimed. “These are all blank!” she said with a growl, looking each card over in turn.
  126.  
  127. “Let me check the rules.” Susan said, moving over to her chair.
  128.  
  129. “I was gonna make a whole set...” Polly trailed off, before making her way to the sofa behind the coffee table.
  130.  
  131. “Here we go, rules are pretty much the same... wait a minute...” Susan said, scanning the instruction card in her hand with one of her fingers. “The Mommy Game is a great game for Mommies of all skills and ages. The more you play, the more maternal madness you can muster!” Susan said.
  132.  
  133. “What does THAT mean?” Polly asked, puzzled.
  134.  
  135. “So, basically, the game gets more potent the more we play.” Susan said.
  136.  
  137. “That... would explain a lot of that last play-through from last time.” Polly said, shaking her head a bit.
  138.  
  139. “Well, it is a magical game, so I suppose it can do stuff like that.” Susan said.
  140.  
  141. “Wait, what?” Megan asked, looking over at them with a skeptical expression. “This is a lame board game for expectant mothers. It's like a gag gift or something. What are you two talking about?” Megan asked.
  142.  
  143. “It's got some serious power.” Susan said, leaning over and selecting the blue woman out of the box. “Why don't you join us. See for yourself.” Susan said, gesturing to the open seat on the sofa beside Polly.
  144.  
  145. “I don't want to play a board game.” Megan said with a disdainful look. She didn't know what to make of this bizarre behavior.
  146.  
  147. “Suit yourself.” Susan said.
  148.  
  149. “But when things get weird, we warned you.” Polly said, lifting the die from the box.
  150.  
  151. Megan watched as Polly did this, and Susan set her piece on the “Start” before sitting back in her seat on the big chair beside the coffee table. Finally, Megan let out a sigh, and walked around to take the seat the two girls had left for her.
  152.  
  153. “Alright.” Megan said, reaching into the box, and selecting the green woman game piece. “But if this is some prank on me, it's not funny.” she said, looking sternly at Susan.
  154.  
  155. “No prank, just magic, I think.” Susan said, as Megan placed her piece in the “Start” space as well.
  156.  
  157. “Here we go!” Polly said with a grin, before she released the die to fall from her hand. The game was on!
  158.  
  159. *
  160.  
  161. “5!” Polly called, advancing her piece down the board.
  162.  
  163. “This is dumb.” Megan said, crossing her arms defensively.
  164.  
  165. “Well, if you think nothing is going to happen, then you've got nothing to worry about.” Polly said, handing Megan the die. “Your turn!” she grinned.
  166.  
  167. Megan released the die, a measly “2”, and she advanced her piece without a word, before handing the die to Susan.
  168.  
  169. “Alright, let's see if I can win one for a change.” Susan said with a grin, releasing the die. She rolled a “4”, so she was trailing Polly by only one space. She looked up at Polly, an Polly snatched the die off the table.
  170.  
  171. “Feeling anything yet?” Polly asked, releasing the die, getting a “3”
  172.  
  173. “Not yet.” Susan said, looking the board over. “But the board is different now. I don't know if it will do that.” Susan said, watching Megan roll ahead.
  174.  
  175. “Wow, a 6.” Megan said, advancing her piece to a star space.
  176.  
  177. Polly and Susan looked at each other with excited smiles, before snapping their attention to Megan, who shrank under their gaze.
  178.  
  179. “Nice work sis- grab a card.” Susan said, gesturing to the box.
  180.  
  181. Megan reached in without a word and withdrew one of the cards, before waving it around. “They're all blank? Remember?” Megan said, before looking at the card more closely.
  182.  
  183. Polly leaned in close to watch the card too, while Susan craned her head to get a better look; and before either eyes, text began to materialize on the card.
  184.  
  185. “No way.” Megan said.
  186.  
  187. “So that's how it keeps you from cheating.” Susan mused.
  188.  
  189. “It's not cheating...” Polly said, rolling her eyes, before she turned back to Megan with a gleeful expression. “Read it!” she commanded.
  190.  
  191. “Okay, jeeze!” Megan said, looking at the card more closely, adjusting her glasses slightly on her nose as she did so. “Ovary Overload! Mommy's ovaries produce additional per-fertilized eggs for the next three turns at a rate of 1 every 3 minutes. Advance 15 spaces!” she read off with a confused expression.
  192.  
  193. “Nice one!” Susan called from her seat.
  194.  
  195. “I don't get it.” Megan said.
  196.  
  197. “So, you'll want to get these next turns done quick, or you'll make the “octomom” look puny.” Polly said with a chuckle, gesturing for Megan to pass the die.
  198.  
  199. “Like, in me?” Megan asked, placing her hands on her belly.
  200.  
  201. “Where else?” Susan asked with a chuckle, taking the die from her.
  202.  
  203. “But that's not possible.” Megan protested.
  204.  
  205. Polly shrugged with a smile, before reaching down to advance Megan's game piece up the board- now with a sizable lead. Susan released the die when she was done, an rolled a “3”, narrowly missing the star space.
  206.  
  207. “We should really get a timer out.” Polly said, taking the die from Susan. “Otherwise we'll have no idea how many babies are in Megan here.” Polly said, giving the die a shake, before releasing it.
  208.  
  209. Susan heeded her advice, and withdrew her phone from her pocket, before fumbling with it a bit. She then propped it up on the coffee table by the top of the game box, with a stopwatch app opened up to show a rough estimation of the time elapsed.
  210.  
  211. “6!” Megan cheered, but she was a few shy of the star space, so she handed the die to Megan.
  212.  
  213. “Here we go, first turn.” Susan said.
  214.  
  215. “Oh wow...” Megan said, clutching her midriff.
  216.  
  217. “What's it feel like?” Polly asked.
  218.  
  219. “It feels, good. Like, it's...” Megan began, trailing off.
  220.  
  221. “Feel like laying in the sun?” Susan asked with a smile.
  222.  
  223. “Kinda.” Megan replied.
  224.  
  225. “Ovulation.” Polly said with a smile. “So, that's one.” she mused, gesturing to the board.
  226.  
  227. Megan shook her head. “This isn't real.” she said with a smirk. “I don't know what you two are playing at, but this can't be real.” Megan said.
  228.  
  229. “Well, give it a roll then.” Susan said. “Time's a wasting' either way.” she said, leaning over to look into the kitchen across the room.
  230.  
  231. Megan rolled the die, and rolled a “1”, placing her perilously close to a star space. She handed the die to Susan, who rolled quickly, rolling a “5”, passing her further down the board without any events.
  232.  
  233. “My turn!” Polly cheered, releasing the die. She rolled a “4” and found herself on her first star space of the game. “Yes!” she said, snatching a card out of the box with a grin.
  234.  
  235. She waved the card around as if she were developing a Polaroid photograph- a victory dance of sorts. When she saw that the text had appeared, she snapped it into her hand and began to read it aloud.
  236.  
  237. “Mammary Madness” she began. “Mommy's breasts produce 2X the milk for the next 2 turns. Excess will leak. Move ahead 5 spaces!” Polly said with a grin, before clutching her chest.
  238.  
  239. “Good one Polly!” Susan cheered.
  240.  
  241. “I know right? Oh man, I can feel it- and it feels GREAT!” Polly said with a grin.
  242.  
  243. “Going to pack your bra with the shammy towels?” Susan joked.
  244.  
  245. “I'd need a bra to pack.” Polly laughed, pulling her loose t-shirt's collar to one side to reveal her bare shoulder. “I came prepared for this game.” she said with a triumphant grin, before she passed the die to Megan.
  246.  
  247. Megan held the die in her hand and watched as Megan moved her game piece forward down the board, narrowing the gap between them, but leaving Susan far behind.
  248.  
  249. “Better roll.” Susan said, looking at Megan, before gesturing to the phone, which now read “5:21” as it counted up on the stopwatch. Megan didn't move, instead shooting Susan a dirty look.
  250.  
  251. “You start with one. You're probably up to 3, going on 4. If you're lucky you'll move ahead before you get 6.” Susan said, standing up.
  252.  
  253. “Where are you going?” Polly asked.
  254.  
  255. “I'm off to get a cold, delicious, [sponsored beverage]. It's rich, smooth flavor makes it stand high above all other [related beverage class], and is just the thing I like to drink while playing board games.” Susan rattled off.
  256.  
  257. Megan glanced at Polly, who was smiling back at Susan.
  258.  
  259. “Grab me one too!” Polly mused.
  260.  
  261. Megan looked at the stopwatch and sighed, releasing the die. “This had better be fake.” she grumbled, rolling a “1”.
  262.  
  263. Polly looked back over with an “OH!” expression, before looking back into the other room where Susan was now leaning into the fridge. “Susan! She got another one!” Polly called.
  264.  
  265. “Sweet!” Susan said, grabbing the awkwardly sponsored beverage, and walking casually back to her seat in the big chair.
  266.  
  267. Megan reluctantly drew a card from the box, an held it in her hand, before adjusting her glasses again to read it.
  268.  
  269. “Hormonal Havoc.” she began. “Mommy's ovaries produce 5X the volume of estrogen and pregnancy hormones for 5 turns. Advance 5 spaces.” she read.
  270.  
  271. At once, Megan's eyes went wide, and she leaned back in her seat.
  272.  
  273. “That will do it to you.” Susan said with a smile. “Hey Megan?” she asked.
  274.  
  275. “Yeah...” Megan said, a smile forming on her face.
  276.  
  277. “You want to have a baby now?” she asked.
  278.  
  279. “Oh yes. Yes. YES.” Megan said, sinking back into the couch in a hormone-fueled bliss.
  280.  
  281. Polly reached down and moved Megan's game piece forward on the board, before taking the die from Megan and handing it to Susan.
  282.  
  283. “Thanks.” Susan said, giving the die a roll. “4!” Susan said, landing on her own star space.
  284.  
  285. “Nice!” Polly said, as Susan leaned into gather up a mommy card.
  286.  
  287. “Baby Boost!” she said, leaning in to read the rest of the card off. “Choose by placing unused game piece on card to the side with your selection.” she read off, before turning the card to face Megan.
  288.  
  289. It was a strange-looking card; the text Susan had just read ran across the top, but there was more text below, divided into two columns divided by a line down the center. Susan turned the card back to continue reading.
  290.  
  291. “Left side reads: “Mommy's baby is advanced one trimester, mommy gains 35 additional pounds, move ahead 12 spaces...” Susan trailed off. “Or...” she began again. “Right side reads: All mommies babies grow at 2X rate for 2 turns. Card holder advances 6 spaces. All others advance 3 spaces.” Susan read.
  292.  
  293. “So you've got a choice.” Polly said with a smile.
  294.  
  295. “That trimester would be a big bulge.” Susan said, rubbing her belly, which did seem somewhat larger than before. “But, 2X for everyone- that's pretty easy.” she said.
  296.  
  297. “Up to you.” Polly said.
  298.  
  299. Susan set the card down, and fished out an extra game piece, setting it down on the right side of the card. “I still move up this way.” Susan said.
  300.  
  301. Polly move up the other two pieces, and as she did she felt a tingling pass through her. Their babies were already growing at an incredible pace- now they were going twice that. She glanced at Susan's stop-watch, which now read “11:33”.
  302.  
  303. “My turn!” Polly said, rolling a 4, but not getting anywhere.
  304.  
  305. “Your turn. Final one on your ovary overload.” Polly said, handing the die to Megan.
  306.  
  307. Megan seemed to emerge from her daze with a shake of her head, before leaning over the table to roll a “5”, moving ahead a little more.
  308.  
  309. “So, she's got, like... 5 maybe?” Polly said, reaching over and lifting up Megan's sweatshirt to reveal a good-sized baby bump in her once-flat middriff.
  310.  
  311. “Nice one Megan- it's like a big bubble.” Susan said.
  312.  
  313. Megan clamped her hands down around her sweatshirt to try and conceal her belly and swat Polly away, but it still showed. Megan looked own at her bulging belly, and carefully rolled up her sweatshirt herself, before clamping it back down again.
  314.  
  315. “It can't be.” Megan stammered.
  316.  
  317. “Oh yeah. Baby belly there.” Polly said, before lifting her own shirt to reveal a tell-tale bulge of her own just below her belly button. “Mine's not as big as yours, but I've just got one baby in me... for now.” Polly said with a smile, before moving her hands to her breasts.
  318.  
  319. “How are they?” Susan mused.
  320.  
  321. “I'm a 'C' again easy. Going on 'D' if we keep this pace up!” Polly replied with a wide smile.
  322.  
  323. Susan nodded, collecting up the die and her phone, before rolling again. Though she rolled a “5”, she missed the star space.
  324.  
  325. “It seems there are fewer star spaces this time around.” Susan said with a sigh.
  326.  
  327. “I know- we keep missing them.” Polly said, looking the board over.
  328.  
  329. “Wish we could do something about that.” Susan said, passing the die to Polly.
  330.  
  331. “I know. I wish we had a bunch more star spaces.” she said, taking the die and sitting back on the sofa, taking a moment to look over at Megan who was again enjoying her hormonal bliss.
  332.  
  333. “Hey! Look!” Susan called with an excited yelp.
  334.  
  335. Polly snapped her gaze back to the coffee table, and saw them. Across the board, in a handful of places, small dark shapes had taken form on the board, fading into existence to become new star spaces. In total, there appeared to be about a dozen or so new star spaces across the board. Polly smiled widely at Susan.
  336.  
  337. “Wish granted.” Susan said, incredulously.
  338.  
  339. “I love this game.” Polly said, leaning back in to study the new star spaces. The new ones were virtually indistinguishable from the ones that had been on the board before. “But...” she trailed off.
  340.  
  341. Susan smiled, leaning in to watch. She knew what Polly was going to do.
  342.  
  343. “This game would be even better if we had more star spaces. A lot more. Like, tons more.” she said, quickly glancing at Susan to make sure she was paying attention.
  344.  
  345. Before their eyes, stars began to materialize. A few here and there. Then more. Then more after that. In a few moments, the board had gone from a smattering of star spaces, to many- with many of them abutting against each other- and some even running in three-long runs. The odds of not hitting a star space had become rather slim.
  346.  
  347. “We might have wanted to wait until we were further up the board...” Susan said, looking over the mass of new star spaces.
  348.  
  349. “You worry too much.” Polly said, rolling the die. “6!” she called, moving her piece up to a star space. “This is more like it!” she cheered, snatching a card from the box.
  350.  
  351. “Voluptuous Vagina” she began, giggling. “Mommy's vagina will double in size and sensitivity. Advance 12 spaces!” Polly said, splaying her legs wide. “Yes!” she cheered.
  352.  
  353. Polly ran her hand up an down over her crotch area, as her pubic area seemed to pulsate and push outwards on her loose-fitting shorts. Polly cooed with pleasure, and casually tossed the die to the table to free up her other hand.
  354.  
  355. Susan leaned in to move her piece, and counted ahead when she stopped. “Hey Polly. Guess what.” she snickered.
  356.  
  357. “What?” Polly said, snapping back to reality.
  358.  
  359. “You got another one.” Susan said, pointing to the board.
  360.  
  361. Polly didn't reply- instead she grinned widely. She carefully leaned over to collect another card from the box, leaving her legs spread as widely as possible, allowing her nethers to grow unimpeded. She shook the card and then looked it over to read it.
  362.  
  363. “Multiple Mayhem” she began again, grinning. “Mommy's ovaries will produce a new egg cell. This egg cell will divide every 5 minutes for 2 turns, creating additional babies. Advance 10 spaces!” she read off, moving well into the lead.
  364.  
  365. “Good one.” Susan said, counting the spaces out while Polly lifted her shirt to look at her baby bulge again.
  366.  
  367. “Oh boy...” Polly said, looking at the board. She had landed on another star space. “With turns like these, this every 5-minutes thing could get... big.” she said.
  368.  
  369. “Oh yeah...” Susan said, glancing about.
  370.  
  371. Polly selected another card, and held it aloft, watching as the text materialized. “Water logged!” she read off, rolling her eyes. “Do I have to read the rest? Whatever... Mommy's uterus and vagina double fluid production rate for remainder of game. Excess fluids will leak. Move back 5 spaces.” Polly read off.
  372.  
  373. While this was good on one hand- Polly had found a space that wasn't a star space, it was also a bad thing. Polly reached her hand down between her legs, and discovered that yes, a noticeable wet spot had formed on the bottom of her shorts.
  374.  
  375. “How bad is the leak?” Susan giggled.
  376.  
  377. “Not too bad. It's just a drip.” Polly said, handing the die to Megan. “Good luck.” Polly said, leaning back in her seat.
  378.  
  379. “Ugh, it's like being in a fog...” Megan protested. “I can't think.” she said.
  380.  
  381. “Hormones will do that to you. Just a couple more rounds and that's done though.” Susan said.
  382.  
  383. “I just, I...” Megan said, releasing the die. “I don't know. I'm just confused right now.” she sighed.
  384.  
  385. “She's got babies on the brain!” Polly chuckled.
  386.  
  387. “Baby brain!” Susan said, reaching over to give Megan's shoulder a pat. She looked down and saw that the die read “2”, moving Megan into one of the new star spaces.
  388.  
  389. “2!” Susan called.
  390.  
  391. “Grab a card Meg.” Polly said, rubbing her belly. “Make it quick please.” Polly added.
  392.  
  393. Megan did as she was told, and withdrew a card from the box. She studied it for a few moments, before reading it.
  394.  
  395. “Happy Hips! Mommy's hips will become 2X wider! Increase muscle strength of birthing muscles for 3 turns. Advance 7 spaces!” Megan read.
  396.  
  397. “Nice!” Susan mused.
  398.  
  399. “Oh! Oh man! What's happening!” Megan cried out. It was obvious to the other two- her pelvis was growing wider to accommodate all the babies she would eventually have to pass through it. Polly and Susan watched as the waistband on her flannel pajama pants outwards, away from her bulging belly and sweatshirt- revealing a narrow band of pale skin between the two.
  400.  
  401. “Well, having babies will be pretty easy for you.” Polly said with a smile.
  402.  
  403. “I moved you.” Susan said, though Megan seemed indisposed running her hands over her now protruding hip bones. “You've got another star space.” Susan said with a grin, gesturing to the box.
  404.  
  405. “Aw...” Megan said with a shake. “I'm pretty sure I'm done.” she said.
  406.  
  407. “Game doesn't en until someone wins.” Susan said.
  408.  
  409. “Card?” Polly offered, handing Megan one from the box.
  410.  
  411. Megan reluctantly took it, and adjusted her glasses to read again. “Mammary modifier! Mommy's mammary glands will grow to 3X their current size, and increase milk production 5X. Excess will leak. Advance 18 spaces!” she read off, moving her piece up to a clear space somewhat ahead of Polly again.
  412.  
  413. At once, it seemed as if Megan's chest began to quiver, and bulge as if 2 balloons had been inflated. Susan could tell that her sister's chest had grown somewhat since the game began with the hormone boost, but this was a huge boost. Megan clutched at her breasts as they swelled beneath her sweatshirt. Her nipples pointed out from behind the fabric as the two huge milk-laden orbs advanced outward.
  414.  
  415. “You'll want to lose that sweatshirt.” Polly said.
  416.  
  417. Megan shot her an incredulous look.
  418.  
  419. “Polly is right. Your breasts are going to grow like crazy for a while now until they start leaking hard. You don't want to get stuck in that.” Susan said, pointing to her sweatshirt- large darkened circles forming around where her pointed nipples extended outwards over her belly.
  420.  
  421. “But, I mean...” Megan said, fighting for the right words.
  422.  
  423. “It's no big deal.” Polly said. Megan looked at Polly, and saw that her shirt was already very tight between her belly that was now peeking out of the bottom, and her large breasts standing tall.
  424.  
  425. A moment of silence passed, and Susan collected up the die to begin her turn.
  426.  
  427. “Okay, I'll go first.” Polly said, removing her t-shirt in one smooth motion. Megan looked over Polly's large attributes with wide eyes. “Now it's your turn.” Polly insisted.
  428.  
  429. Susan held the die and watched as Megan reluctantly, and not without some difficulty, removed her sweatshirt- her breasts emerging with a bob as the large cloth article ascended away from them. Megan's belly and breasts were both somewhat larger than Polly's, despite her lead.
  430.  
  431. “See? You're smoking hot. Now Susan...” Polly said, looking over at Susan.
  432.  
  433. “Of course.” she said, dropping the die onto the table before removing her own shirt. Susan's breasts were the least affected- large to begin with, she hadn't received any serious modifiers yet.
  434.  
  435. That was about to change.
  436.  
  437. “6, and a star space.” Susan said with a smile, lifting a card from the game box. She turned it over, and read the text as it began to appear. “It's sideways.” Susan said, turning the card upright. “It's a long one too.” she added, before she began to read.
  438.  
  439. “Motherly duty!” she read. “All mommies know their duty is to become pregnant, and to bear as many babies as possible. However, mommies cannot become pregnant, nor have babies when their vaginas are hidden behind the shame of clothing. This game hereby frees your vaginas to do their motherly duty, by banishing all clothing that would impede, hinder, or interfere in the slightest with impregnation and birth, the cornerstones of motherly duty! All advance 10 spaces.” Susan concluded.
  440.  
  441. In a puff, Susan, Megan, and Polly's various pants all vanished, landing in a heap near the fireplace. All three of them sat shocked- their nethers exposed to the world.
  442.  
  443. “What the...” Polly stammered. Standing gingerly to recollect her stretch knit shorts. She attempted to slide them back on, but as soon as they were on they slid back off again, making a sound with how hard the fabric hit the floor. Polly shrugged, stepping back out of her shorts, before retaking her seat on the sofa- noting the damp splotch from where her earlier penalty had begun to soak the sofa.
  444.  
  445. “I guess the game can undress us now.” Polly mused.
  446.  
  447. “Motherly duty?” Megan stammered.
  448.  
  449. “Yeah. Well, that's kinda the games thing.” Polly said.
  450.  
  451. “It's very much about women being baby-machines, and that's about it.” Susan said with a grin.
  452.  
  453. “You think that's funny?” Megan stammered.
  454.  
  455. “It's just a game Megan. It all resets at the end. Relax.” Susan said.
  456.  
  457. “It had better.” Megan said, stroking her bare, pregnant belly gently with her shaking hands.
  458.  
  459. “Chill Megan. It's no big deal.” Polly said, moving the various game pieces up. “Yikes. Looks like all three of us have to draw a card on this one.” Polly added.
  460.  
  461. “Oh boy.” Susan said, collecting up a card.
  462.  
  463. “So, who goes first?” Polly asked, collecting two cards, and passing one to Megan.
  464.  
  465. “Well, I drew, so I think I should go first?” Susan said, shaking her card a bit with a grin before reading it off.
  466.  
  467. “Huge Hips!” she began. “Mommy's hips grow 3X! Advance 8 spaces!” Susan read off, setting the card down to advance her game piece. She leaned back in her seat as her hips stretched outwards and away from her. Megan looked on in awe.
  468.  
  469. “Okay, I'm next in line. Mine is materializing now.” Polly said, looking her card over. “Got a choice.” Polly said, and the others leaned in somewhat as Polly read on. “Pathetic Pubis!” she began. “The pubic bone is the enemy of any mommy!” she said, looking up at the others.
  470.  
  471. “Left option:” Polly began. “Mommy's pubic bone vanishes, replaced with a strong muscle and cartilage bridge. Hips widen 2X. Advance 20 spaces!” Polly read, looking at the other side. “Right option: All mommies pubic bones dissolve over next 2 turns, replaced by  strong muscle and cartilage bridges over next 5 turns. Card holder advances 3 spaces. Other mommies advance 8 spaces.” she read off.
  472.  
  473. “Wait, we 'lose' our pubic bones!?!” Megan exclaimed.
  474.  
  475. “Pretty common card actually.” Polly said.
  476.  
  477. “Yeah, we got it a lot the last few times. It is way easier to have babies when the whole front of your hips can stretch out like a trampoline.” Susan said.
  478.  
  479. “I mean, the question is whether I'm greedy to seize the lead, or share the wealth so to speak.” Polly said, looking the card over. “Choose by placing unused game piece on card to the side with your selection.” Polly concluded.
  480.  
  481. “How do we like...” Megan began.
  482.  
  483. “Run? Walk?” Susan asked with a chuckle. “Nope, and slowly.” she said.
  484.  
  485. “I'm giving everyone the boost.” Polly said, setting the card down, and placing a spare piece on the right side.
  486.  
  487. “I don't feel any different.” Megan said, tapping her pubic area, before squeezing her legs shut so as not to draw further attention. She was already beet red with embarrassment.
  488.  
  489. “It's gradual. Don't get up until it's done. It can get dicey if it starts to break down while you're standing.” Susan said.
  490.  
  491. “Your turn.” Polly said, gesturing to Megan.
  492.  
  493. Megan sighed, and looked at her card. “Placenta Permanence!” Megan began, turning the card to read the tightly packed text. “Get excited mommies, your pregnancy doesn't have to end at birth any more! All mommies placentas will now fuse directly to your uterus wall, form larger 'super umbilical cord(s)' and allow babies to continue to receive nourishment for an unlimited amount of time after gestation.” Megan stopped short, grabbing at her belly. The others did too- it sure didn't take long to “fuse” things together- whatever that meant.
  494.  
  495. Megan shook her head and lifted the card up to read the remaining text. “All mommies advance 10 spaces.” Megan read.
  496.  
  497. “Crap.” Polly said, looking at the board.
  498.  
  499. “Yeah.” Susan said with a grimace.
  500.  
  501. “In that time, we all just got 2 more cards each.” Polly said.
  502.  
  503. “...and we're still technically on my turn.” Susan sighed.
  504.  
  505. “Things are getting weird. The cards seem... different.” Polly said.
  506.  
  507. “Some of them do seem to be better written than others.” Susan said collecting up a pair of cards, which the other two mimicked. “I guess I'll go.” Susan said, rolling her eyes.
  508.  
  509. “Mammary Monsoon!” Susan read. “Mommy's breasts grow 2X. Advance 5 spaces!” she read, moving up to a blank space. She could feel it already, her breasts quivering and shaking as they grew outwards. She paused a moment to let them grow before looking over her last card.
  510.  
  511. “Bigger is better!” she read. “Mommy should be bigger and better! Gain 35 pounds! Advance 3 spaces!” Susan said, moving her piece narrowly onto another clear space. She felt as all across her already large body, additional fat began to take hold- mostly around her waist and rear. She wouldn't complain- she didn't have any more cards to draw!
  512.  
  513. “Alright, my turn.” Polly said with a smile. “Wide open hips! Mommy's hips widen to accommodate any baby in the birth canal. Advance 5 spaces!” Polly read off.
  514.  
  515. She didn't notice a change to her body at all, and then smiled. “Mine won't do stuff until I'm giving birth.” she said with a smirk.
  516.  
  517. “Save your gloating. You got another card.” Susan said with a smile.
  518.  
  519. Polly grinned and drew another. “This is what we came for.” she said with a smile, rubbing her beach-ball sized belly with her free hand. “Next!” she said, looking at the second card.
  520.  
  521. “Womb Watershed.” she said, rolling her eyes. “Mommy's uterus and vagina produce 2X more fluids for remainder of game. Excess will leak. Move back 10 spaces.” Polly read. Thankfully this moved her back to a clear space. It was a hollow victory, ass her oversized vagina began to dribble a stream of blueish fluid from within.
  522.  
  523. “Did you get Fruit Farm?” Susan asked.
  524.  
  525. “No... but I seriously might still be stained up in there. That whole fiasco was wild.” Polly sighed, before she carefully stood.
  526.  
  527. “Where are you going?” Susan asked.
  528.  
  529. “I'm going to try my towels!” Polly cheered, digging into the bag to withdraw a pair of the shammy towels. “The guy on TV says they'll hold their weight in water and then-some.” she said with a grin. She set one down, and gingerly sat on it, before placing the other up against her vaginal lips to catch the fluids as they bubbled out of her. “I wonder if I can get it wedged...” Polly mused.
  530.  
  531. There was a whizzing sound as the towel Polly had been loading into herself was wrest away by invisible forces at lightning speeds- colliding against the opposite wall with an audible thud.
  532.  
  533. “Oh, that's right. We're mommies, so we can't have anything cover our vaginas...” Polly giggled. “I mean, who knows- one day I might just be out and about and decide to have a baby. Wouldn't want to inconvenience myself with all those extra clothes!” Polly giggled.
  534.  
  535. Polly rotated the card, and to her dismay found it to be one of the long winded sideways ones. “Motherly duty!” she read off in a sarcastic voice. “Mommies know that becoming pregnant and having as many babies as possible is their singular duty- However, evolution has left mommies with small hips and tiny vaginas.” Polly said, stopping to gesture at her expanded lower properties. “So- the game hereby rolls back these evolutionary shortcomings! All mommies vaginas X2, all mommies hips X2!” Polly finished.
  536.  
  537. “No move?” Susan asked.
  538.  
  539. “Oh yeah, advance 4 spaces.” Polly said. “Oh no...” Susan said.
  540.  
  541. “Seriously?” Polly asked.
  542.  
  543. “Yeah!” Susan said, stretching out as her hips bucked as they got even wider still.
  544.  
  545. “Great.” Polly said, gathering up yet another card. “Milky Way! Mommy's nipples triple in size! Advance 8 spaces!” Polly read off quickly. Susan moved Polly's piece gingerly forward, before turning her focus to her own now enlarged vagina.
  546.  
  547. “A blank one! I'm free! All yours Megan!” Polly cheered.
  548.  
  549. “Okay.” Megan said, holding the first of two cards aloft. “Baby Boom! Baby growth doubles for next 3 turns! Advance 5 spaces!” Megan read off, reluctantly landing on yet another star space. Her womb began to churn at once. It was full of babies- and now they were growing even faster. Megan was growing glad that all these “bonuses” kept piling up- the prospect of giving birth to oversized babies was somewhat less frightening considering all the changes they'd all gone through. Likewise, all three of the girls had quickly ascended to the top of the game board- both “Birth and Winner!” were now in sight.
  550.  
  551. Megan took her next card, not skipping a beat, and read it aloud. “Slippery when wet!” she read. “In order to ease birth, birth canal and internal structures increase moisture volume by 400%. Advance 10 spaces.” Megan read. She glanced down, and saw that her vagina, much like Polly's, was now leaking some sort of fluid. “Great.” Megan read, as Polly carefully moved her game piece ahead.
  552.  
  553. “Star space.” Polly said.
  554.  
  555. Megan silently selected another card- keeping her at 2 cards in hand. She read the next one off in a hurry. “Open wide for opportunity?” Megan mused. “Mommy knows that to get pregnant quickly, and to have babies readily, her vagina must be 'open' to do what it must do! Mommy's vagina is hereby opened!” Megan read off.
  556.  
  557. Megan struggle to get a look at her oversized vagina from around her belly, and to her delight, only her vaginal lips were spread open somewhat. “Well then...” she said. “That could have been a lot worse.” she said. The fluids from within dribbled out onto the couch from her newly “opened” opening, and Megan moved to her last card.
  558.  
  559. “Lucky.” Susan said.
  560.  
  561. “One card left.” Polly said with a smile.
  562.  
  563. “Okay...” Megan said, trying to steady her exercise-ball sized womb with her free hand. “Oh...” she said, looking the card over. “It's a choice.” she said.
  564.  
  565. “What is it?” Polly asked.
  566.  
  567. “Supply equals Demand.” Megan read off. “Mommies must be able to nurse an feed their entire brood!” Megan said, looking over the card, before holding it out for the others to see. “Left choice is 'Mommies number of breasts and babies will be equal, adding babies or breasts to compensate.'” she said with a grimace. “Right choice is that 'Cardholder Mommy will grow sufficient breasts to feed all babies through game duration.'” Megan shuddered.
  568.  
  569. “So, either you take one for the team, or what real estate we've all got left gets turned to boobs.” Polly said with a snicker.
  570.  
  571. “I don't even know where they'd all go.” Megan said, carefully setting a spare piece on the left side of the card.
  572.  
  573. “Oh boy.” Susan said, rolling her eyes, before passing the die to Polly.
  574.  
  575. “Oh man, there it is.” Polly said, lifting one of her breasts to reveal a series of bright red splotches running own her ribs. “I'm gonna get a whole set it looks like.” she said with a smile.
  576.  
  577. “How can you smile at a time like this?” Megan said, shaking her head, looking herself over to see if she could spot any of these splotches on her body. To her dismay, she found some, also running below her already-vast breasts.
  578.  
  579. “She loves this stuff.” Susan said, as Polly dropped the die onto the table.
  580.  
  581. “6 and a star. I'm gonna win.” Polly grinned, grabbing a card. “Casual Contractions! The babies want to stay put. Mommy's contractions are reduced 90% for next 3 turns. Go back 10 spaces.” she read off.
  582.  
  583. “Oh no, a bad one!” Susan chuckled.
  584.  
  585. Polly rolled her eyes, and move her piece back to yet another star space.
  586.  
  587. “At least I'm not having the babies now.” she said, and picked up the next card. “Advanced Motherhood!” she read. “Move your maternal ambitions ahead. Left side choice is 'advance card-holder 20 spaces.' Right side is 'Move one mommy other than yourself to Birth. When finished, selected mommy must roll 1 or 6 to advance. All other numbers return to start.” Polly read.
  588.  
  589. Polly looked over her friends and herself. The biggest “mommy” was definitely Megan- her bony frame totally dominated by her massive womb, huge breasts, and vast hips. Smaller, a few apple-size smaller breasts were forming in sets beneath her original breasts, and filling in fast.
  590.  
  591. “Hey Megan, are you ready to be a mommy?” Polly said with a grin. She placed the spare piece on the right side of the card. “Megan?” Polly asked.
  592.  
  593. Megan shrieked- her whole womb shifted at once, moving back and forth somewhat, sliding her down the sofa somewhat. Her legs shook slightly as she instinctively spread them apart. “What! What! What is happening!?!” Megan called.
  594.  
  595. “You're having your babies silly.” Susan chuckled.
  596.  
  597. “Oh, it feels so weird!” Megan called back.
  598.  
  599. Polly and Susan looked over, and watched as a vast amount of fluid poured out of Megan- her water gushing out. Megan bucked her hips, an something large, round, and peach-colored began to press it's way out of her vagina.
  600.  
  601. “OH!” Megan called out, before falling silent- her rapid breathing the only sound she made. The other two pregnant girls leaned in- watching as her womb began to collapse somewhat from it's round shape to settle on the strange wriggling forms within.
  602.  
  603. Polly pressed her ear to the side of her womb, an listened. “Wow Megan, sounds like your kids left the water running in there.” she said with a smirk.
  604.  
  605. “Yeah, from the amount of water coming out with that baby, it's probably a water-park in there.” Susan said with a chuckle, pressing her hand in towards the babies wiggling inside. “Thank goodness the game is magic or something. Don't know where those gallons of juice would be coming from otherwise.” Susan said.
  606.  
  607. “Here we go!” Polly said, watching as the first baby finally slid out of Megan's vagina, and into her waiting arms. Polly was able to place the baby on the towel she'd made ready, and had to go right back into position as best as she was able- now that Megan's vagina had stretched out, the next baby was already pressing out it's shoulders!
  608.  
  609. So it went, with baby after baby sliding out of Megan, only to be transferred to the towel beside her. The babies stirred and cooed, but didn't seem to cry very much. Megan's eyes were focused on nothing- her whole body and mind fixated on giving birth, and nothing else.
  610.  
  611. Polly looked the babies over, and smiled. “Well, this is interesting.” Polly said, gesturing from the babies, then down their umbilical cords, which then snaked back up into their mother.
  612.  
  613. “It's like the same stuff.” Susan said, moving over to get a better look. The umbilical cords seemed to simply trail into where the babies' belly buttons would go, but there wasn't a definite point where the darker cords ended, and the babies began. Susan watched as another baby seemed to be simply ejected without any effort from within Megan, sliding past the existing umbilical cords, and into Polly's waiting arms.
  614.  
  615. “Oh man, she's really stretched out.” Susan said with a grin.
  616.  
  617. “...here's number 6!” Polly said, catching the last baby as it slid unceremoniously out of Megan's swollen, distended and distorted nethers.
  618.  
  619. “Wow Megan, you could birth a bowling ball without much trouble now.” Susan said with a grin.
  620.  
  621. “Megan looked up with a shake of her head. “Maybe.” she said weakly, running her hand along one side of her vagina- before coming to the bottom to clutch the various umbilical cords running out of her. “Mine?” Megan asked, as if the strange things could belong to anyone else.
  622.  
  623. “Yeah.” Polly said with a smirk.
  624.  
  625. “So, they're stuck to me?” Megan asked, sitting up somewhat to look over her brood.
  626.  
  627. “Looks that way.” Susan said with a grin.
  628.  
  629. “Now if you roll a 6, you win. Roll anything else, and you go back to the beginning.” Polly said, passing the die into her hand.
  630.  
  631. “So then I start all over.” Megan said, looking at the board, then down at her babies as they wiggled around. “Or I win. What if I win?” Megan asked.
  632.  
  633. “There's a card, like the choice cards. Or there was.” Susan said.
  634.  
  635. “Course there is. It's right there.” Polly said, pointing to a somewhat larger card towards to bottom of the box, somewhat visible where they'd pushed the smaller mommy cards away.
  636.  
  637. “Alright.” Megan said, shaking the die. “Here it goes.” she said, dropping the die to the table.
  638.  
  639. -
  640.  
  641. “A six!” Polly squealed.
  642.  
  643. “Beginners luck.” Susan said with a smile, pulling the winner card out of the box, while Polly moved Megan into the “winner” space.
  644.  
  645. “Here you go, winner.” Susan said, handing Megan the card, which she dutifully read.
  646.  
  647. “Congratulations winner! You are winner! Now you get to choose! Place game piece in the left side box to revert all changes to pre-game conditions. Place game piece in the right side box to keep all changes, penalties, and bonuses on all players.” Megan read.
  648.  
  649. “We always revert it.” Polly said.
  650.  
  651. “I don't know.” Megan said, spreading her legs out wide again. “I kinda like this.” she said.
  652.  
  653. “It's just a game Megan.” Susan said, her eyes wide.
  654.  
  655. “But, we're all like, super sexy.” Megan said with a smile.
  656.  
  657. “If you pick that, remember that you can't have anything so much as brush against your vagina too long. We can't wear clothes- remember?” Polly said.
  658.  
  659. “Oh...” Megan said, her smile fading. “Yeah, we better change back then.” she said, placing her game piece on the left side of the board.
  660.  
  661. The piece sat there in stillness for a few seconds, and nothing seemed to happen. Then, there was a brilliant flash of light!
  662.  
  663. At once, the girls found themselves where they had been seated- clothed and normal, all seated around the game board- their game pieces in their hands.
  664.  
  665. “Check the time!” Polly cheered, looking at her phone.
  666.  
  667. “Yep.” Susan said.
  668.  
  669. “But... we were playing for hours...” Megan gaped.
  670.  
  671. “Yeah, and it reverted everything. Only you, me, and Polly know that that game even took place. It's like it never happened.” Susan said with a smile.
  672.  
  673. Megan looked at the board with wonderment- had she not witnessed and felt it's power for herself, she would not have believed it.
  674.  
  675. “So... what do we do now?” Megan asked.
  676.  
  677. “Hmm...” Susan said, stroking her chin.
  678.  
  679. “Rematch?” Polly asked, placing her game piece down on the “start” again.
  680.  
  681. “You're on.” Susan said, placing her piece down.
  682.  
  683. They both turned to Megan who was seated between them, and smiled widely.
  684.  
  685. “Alright.” Megan said with a smile. “I guess I can see the appeal.” she said.
  686.  
  687. “I knew she would see it our way.” Susan said with a chuckle.
  688.  
  689. “You were right. Now hand me that die!” Polly said, holding out her hand.
  690.  
  691. It was going to be a very long weekend.

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