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Thread: Bimbo vs. Bimbo (Cheesecake&Maiesiobreed)

So that's how it went, round after round, the girls taking more and more punishment from the horrible game show. The day continued in a blur for Christy, and she was sure it went in a blur for Mandy, as the two won and lost successive rounds for the rest of the game show. Viewers of Bimbo Vs. Bimbo would debate and argue for years after this episode aired, it had become one of the most controversial in the show's near decade run! After the show was over for the day both of the pregnant bimbos had both won 15 rounds each, the first in the shows history with the contestants ending in a tie. This is like no good! Me so horny and like nobody has won anyting, this is complete rip off! Christy said as she waddled heavily back to the back room, turning slowly back into a caucasian girl. It was around round 9 or 10 when the show realized that it had a massive catch phrase on its hands as viewers kept calling in and wanting more of that Me So Horny! girl. After she had lost, the bimbo throne had doomed her to a life of turning into a stereotypical asian girl whenever she got horny....it was completely embarrassing, but it was the least of her worries. Christy was unlike anything she was prior to the show. Once lithe and full of life, she now waddled ponderously into the backstage, burdened by EIGHT children in her huge swollen womb. Her outfit had been modified to allow her stomach to stick out of it, completely nude, topped off with one of the largest outtie belly buttons the world had ever seen. A tramp stamp across her back said BIMBO QUEEN and one around her belly said DRAGON BEAUTY that showed up when she turned into an asian. Her breasts were well past the FF range and her hair was platinum blonde....but the worst part was quite evident when she slowed down and took her hands off of her belly. It had been Mandy's idea to permanently insert a vibrator up Christy's ass....it didn't run all the time, just when she took her hands off of her stomach for more than 5 seconds. Because of the permanently implanted vibrator she had absolutely SHATTERED the orgasm record for the show, close to 200 over the run for the day. So, like, this is completely unacceptable! Who wins the million dollars if we like both tied! She said to the host of the show as she sat down on the chair, the vibrator kicking on and her moaning in orgasm as her hands flew down to her belly....oh god damnit, she would have to remember that. But, it wasn't like she had been the only one changed. She looked over at Olivia...she had gone through some interesting changes as well.
Thread: Bimbo vs. Bimbo (Cheesecake&Maiesiobreed)

Ugh! Grunted Olivia, as her huge bimbo behind dropped on to the chair. This is like... SO... totally unfair! It's so obvious that I won, I mean look at her! She's such a bigger bimbo than me! Just like her fellow contestant, Olivia's body had become stretched in to ridiculous proportions. Her huge pregnant belly was a little smaller than Christy 6 children vs her 8 yet she made up for it when it came to the size of her plump behind and bigger breasts. A tattoo across her breasts read MILK JUG SLUT, and just like the tattoo indicated... her breasts were completely filled and ready to burst with milk. In fact, a few rounds before the end... she had to be taken back stage so she could be milked by some of the production crew. This was shown on the big television of course, but her IQ had dropped significantly prior to that for her to actually be humiliated by it anymore. Mandy smiled as the pair bickered away, moaning about the fact it was a tie. Well ladies, the contract specifically states that if there is a tie... then neither of you wins the prize money. But it also means that neither of you gets changed back to normal, either. Looks like you're both stuck like this from now on... and don't you both look wonderful! Olivia couldn't believe what she was hearing, glancing over to Christy and growling a little. She had so many questions she wanted to ask, including what was going to happen to these babies inside of their bellies, or how she was going to be able to walk around the street when she needed milked every hour! And speaking of the devil... Oh my gawd! They're leaking again! She complained, pressing her hands over her now-bare nipples in a pathetic attempt at stopping it. It was no use. They weren't going to win any money, and they weren't going to be able to return to normal lives. They had been humiliated to the point where Olivia could no longer even talk to her friends anymore. But who needed her friends when her new-found fame had suddenly gave her a brand new job out of it... They became Bimbo Judges the following season.
Thread: Wings of Tainted Crimson (Raivh and Moonlight)

Blue and white lightning cracked through the clouds that concealed the moon and stars in the night sky, illuminating the earth and reflecting off puddles that pooled on the road. Thunder followed, growling menacingly at the town below, and ending in a series of loud booms that shook the foundation beneath homes and buildings. The howling of distressed dogs sounded in the night as sirens blared, emergency vehicles rushing to the scene of a suicide. A woman had been found lying cold and dead in a tub full of water. Her wrists were slit open and blue eyes stared vacantly at the open door, where her fianc had walked in only minutes ago and frozen in place. Fear had consumed him first, and hed shouted her name, shaken her to try and get her to wake from her eternal slumber. However, she was long gone, her heart and that of the child that had been growing within her for the past three months no longer beating. Sitting on the couch in his living room, tufts of his short-cropped brown hair clasped between his fingers, knuckles blanched, he stared down at the floor. The police and emergency crew were kind to him and didnt ask any questions about his deceased fiance, or why she might have killed herself. Later, it the reason would be deemed psychosis, manic depression. Her mind, despite her bodys preparedness, hadnt been ready for a child, but hed insisted she keep their baby, that he would help her care for it. Shed seemed perfectly fine, happy about his reassurance when shed come to him sobbing and scared of rejection, of what would happen to her. Brad, his mother said quietly, then a bit louder, firming her tone to get his attention. Bradley. Are you okay, son? Taking a deep breath, Brad sat up and settled back against the couch. He shook his head, letting her know that he was just the opposite. There were no tears in his grey eyes, though both were red, as though he had been crying when he hadnt been able to shed a single, salty drop for his dead fiance. No, mom, he breathed, closing his eyes. But Im very tired. Sitting in the silence of the house, long after everyone but his mother and father had gone, the man finally got to his feet. You dad go ahead and head home. Its late, and Im going to bed. Kissing his mother on the cheek, he drifted off down the hall and pulled the bedroom door shut behind him. With a heavy sigh, he sank down onto the end of the bed and kicked his shoes off. His eyes were glued to the window across the room, staring at the drops of rain that ran in rivulets down the pane. For a long moment, he sat like that, unblinking, before he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. A picture of his fiance and himself set on the nightstand, and when he lay back on the comforter, he furrowed his brow, looking over her face. She was so beautiful, her blonde hair and blue eyes shining brightly, laughing in the picture because of something hed said a moment before the photo had been snapped. Reaching out, he turned the picture around and laid it flat so that the image was facing the wooden surface, closed his eyes, and slipped into a restless slumber.
Thread: Wings of Tainted Crimson (Raivh and Moonlight)

Father, are you certain? She could read the unwavering tones etched on her Patriarch's face, but she couldn't help but offer the question again and again. There must be someone better suited for this, I- He suddenly stopped, forcing Phyna to take a step back, almost colliding most clumsily into his broad shoulder. Daughter, he sighed, turning to cup her chin in his palm. I would not have pressed this urgency onto you if I were not certain that you were most capable of the deed. Most certainly, you are young, but that does not mean I do not trust you. His warm smile and assuring touch did little to quell the aching fear that was surging through her small frame, uncertain of the responsibility that had suddenly been borne upon her. Phyna was possibly one of the youngest angels to have been tasked with a mission on Earth. Most others had experience, or at least had been given time to silently observe other missionaries from the shadows before given a mission of their own. Phyna had neither. So when the council had passed down a notice for departure, she had understandably almost broken down into a nervous wreck at the thought of saving a soul on her own. Her walk down from the heavens was fraught with worry. Bradley, she murmured repeatedly, almost hoping the name would bring him somehow closer to her. They had informed her that he'd recently lost his fiance, not to even a freak car accident, but suicide. Fearing he was next to take his own life, the council had to urgently reach out to find someone capable of the job in short notice, and her Patriarch had recommended her. He believes you're a long time friend of his. they'd told her, patiently answering her endless labyrinth of questions. You're coming from several states away to visit and help him get his thoughts back in order. However, while the job is entirely up to you, they had stressed, you must remember that to sin would mean failure, and severe punishment as well. She had thought little of their warning, but now it echoed hauntingly in her mind. The Seven Sins - she uttered each one, eyes closed in reflection, as she descended silently into a world she could hardly predict. It was fitting, she grimly supposed, that she had arrived amid a torrent of desolate weather. The rain swept carelessly across the pale of her face, as she shivered in the unconsolable wind. She looked down to realize she was no longer wearing anything familiar, but a thin sweater and jeans, and assumed the duplex before her was where Bradley would be, and quite now unavoidably - home.
Thread: Wings of Tainted Crimson (Raivh and Moonlight)

Dark laughter rang out in the depths of Tartarus, the Fallen summoned to carry out another task. Demons circled him, but the crimson winged man wore an expression of painted indifference. These creatures of sin and death and fire stood no chance against one who had seen the light of the Kingdom and the flames of Hell. Pacing back and forth before him was Beelzebub himself, blood-red eyes flitting back and forth over the ground, debating the stipulation requested by his Fallen accomplice. Finally, after several long minutes more, the devil came to a halt and turned his head in Trentons direction. His expression was steely, untrusting. More than once hed entrusted the Fallen with tasks that had never been completed in the way hed intended. This particular angels innocence was something of great value to him, along with the information that came with it. You swear that after one month you can bring her to me, untouched, still pure and untainted, unlike trailing off, the Beelzebub looked to the massive red wings that stretched from Trentons back. With a wicked smile and a flash of his piercing green eyes, Trenton tilted his head to the left. There was something about the Fallen that riddled the devil himself a note of discomfort, which he masked with anger. You will bring her to me. Untouched. With her innocence still intact. It is of utmost importance that you Oh, do not fret, my friend. You will have her how you want her, but you mock me in assuming it will take a month to gain her trust. Give me two weeks, and she will be an open book for your eyes alone, Trenton replied coolly, running a hand over his short locks. The brown bangs fell down just over his eyes, and they shifted as he turned his head, watching the devil begin to pace again. When the man stopped, Trentons smile grew, and when he received a nod from Satan, the Fallen took off. Landing on the streets of the small suburban town, his green eyes tracked the young woman as she walked. She seemed out of sorts, was out of sorts. The storm was perfect to hide the glow of her skin, but not to the trained eye. Staring at her as she approached the front door of a duplex, presumably the site of her mission, why shed been sent to earth in the first place, Trenton donned a malevolent grin that sat lopsided on his features. Who are you? Bradley asked, staring rather vacantly out at the woman standing in the rain. His eyes were dull, void of emotion, a shell of a man. What do you want? Are you here to take the room downstairs?
Thread: Wings of Tainted Crimson (Raivh and Moonlight)

Bradley looked like someone who had nothing left to live for. She found his soul broken, and his eyes as hollow as his heart, and found it hard to meet his gaze. But she brought a smile on her face, determined to kindle at least something in his heart as long as she was here. Yes Phyna, she answered, offering a hand. The seemingly miniscule amount of luggage she had been given, or for anyone else's benefit brought, was surprisingly filled with everything she needed for a comfortable existence. And thankfully, she didn't need to eat, and all she thought of was a warm shower to rid herself of the frozen stigma of the rain that clung to her skin. The soothing steam did far more than anything to bring the rosy color back up to her cheeks. She didn't know at first how Bradley would react to her presence. However, she made every attempt to wheedle something, anything that would be of benefit to her in the future. Little things, something to get him to peer out of his shell. It was hard to find a proper balance between being a bit too nosy, and simply asking to be nice.
Thread: Wings of Tainted Crimson (Raivh and Moonlight)

A grunt was all he gave her in way of a response. His eyes were dull, listless. Notice had been received earlier that week that someone would be showing up to take the room. Stepping back, he said nothing more and stared past her as he allowed her to enter his house. It wasnt a home anymore, just as empty a shell as himself. He didnt stick around to wait for her to settle in, and went to bed. There wasnt any aspect about her that captured his interest. There wouldnt be a woman alive who would ever be capable of making him keep his gaze locked on her, unable to look away. -- With a deep breath, he stepped up on the porch in front of Bradleys duplex, having witnessed the woman be let in. There was a lackadaisical smirk painted across his features, a flash of intelligence and his wicked nature in his eyes. He slipped inside, past the door without unlocking or opening it, and went in search of her. It's short. Im stumped. I dont even know where your character is or what shes doing.
Thread: Wings of Tainted Crimson (Raivh and Moonlight)

Sorry about that, my post was sort of vague, as I wanted to make a sort of opening for you to introduce your demon. -------------- Bradley seemed utterly inconsolable. His straight beeline for his bedroom and the echo of his shutting door made her wince inside. She had possibly a painfully long month in front of her. Trying to coax him out of his stupor wouldn't be as easy as she'd thought. His heart bled visibly, the depression almost seeping from the pores of his skin. Phyna attempted to explore all there was in the cozy little duplex, albeit the fact it had been strewn with the remnants of Bradley's grief. She spent time familiarizing herself with the kitchen, living room. Simple things here and there, such as the elusive light switches she found hiding behind furniture or shadows. But the moment she found herself nearing the front of the house, her blood ran cold, the subtle pump of her heart jumping to a wrench. A sort of twisted presence sent her instincts into near alarm. Although curious, she was cautious about whatever had so suddenly invaded her privacy. Hello? she murmured, quietly. The eerie shadows cast by the sole lamp that illuminated the room did nothing to help her nerves.
Thread: Wings of Tainted Crimson (Raivh and Moonlight)

Hello, Trenton echoed, strong chin turned down as he stared at the top of her head. He loomed behind her, aware that his sculpted figure was as intriguing as it was daunting to women. Wrapping an arm around her waist, securing her against him, he placed his free hand over her mouth in a firm grip. His large crimson wings were concealed, hidden by the powers that he possessed, and the urge to unfurl them was strong. When his lips parted into a toothy sneer, he opened his mouth just enough to nip the hard cartilage of her ear. Oh, she was a very sweet treat, so innocent and pure. His breath poured out in a gentle whisper against the shell, caressing it in a most sensual manner, and the arm he had around her waist moved. Your heart, it beats swiftly in your breast. Do you fear me? The laugh that spilled from his lips was throaty and dark, a sadistic chuckle that more than hinted at his corrupt nature.
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

Rika gave a sigh as she walked out to the gardens. She was tired of all the parties and meetings. There had been no time for rest as it seemed the war was finally going to end. She really wasn't sure what to think of it all but as the princess she was required to be there for her people. She knew that it was her duty yet she wasn't sure just why her father was suddenly so convinced that they could make peace. She hoped for his sake that things would work out. Though as she reached the deepest part of her private gardens she sat down under the large willow tree that was only a few feet away from the small pond she had in the garden. She looked down to her reflection as she thought on the people she had met. The other people were so different from her own as they barely wore anything and it was almost always furs that they were wearing.
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

Cairn moved slowly through the garden, his passage unmarked, his footsteps unheard. These farmer and city dwellers of the south knew nothing of the hunt, how to stalk one's prey, to savor what was to come. They were soft. A small smile crept onto his lips as he padded through the shadows, blending with them as he followed her. She probably did not even know he was there. He had given instructions to his men to be boisterous, to revel in the feast and dance, to distract their host, for their prince had other plans for the evening. When she stopped he squatted across the pond, hidden by several hedges, watching her. Rika, she really was a beauty. He had been surprised that she had not yet wed and was merely betrothed. But, at the same time, it made what he was about to do all the more satisfying. He rose slowly, making sure to stay hidden by the hedge and spoke, keeping his voice low, Princess.e. out here all alone? He walked slowly, circling the pond and staying behind the hedge. Alone and smelling of that rose water you enjoy washing with. It really does make you easy to find princess, he said, his voice cool, with an edge of laughter. Finally Cairn emerged from behind the sight, the moon bathing his form, making the wolf pelts draped across his shoulders appear almost silver. A cool, predatory, smile spread across his lips as he looked at her, walking forward slowly. We haven't had much time alone Rika, he said softly, grinning, I would very much like to have that change...
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

Rika was a little more than shocked as she heard a voice start to waft around her. Her head moved side to side trying hard to figure out where the voice was coming from as she stood looking around a little more panic in her movements. Who's there? You're not allowed back here she said trying to keep her voice firm only to fail rather sadly. Though as he showed himself she was shocked as she took a step back. Then let us return to the feast she said to him as she tried to be nice yet also get him back to the feast as not to be so far from everyone else. Unless there is something you need? she asked him trying to figure out what was going on as she felt something in the pit of her stomach telling her this wasn't good.
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

Cairn had chuckled at her suggestion of returning to the feast, shaking his head slowly as he smiled and walked closer. And why would I want to do that Rika? I said I wanted us to be alone... He could see her unsteadiness, hear it in her voice. An almost animalistic thrill washed over him as he imagined other conquests, other women who had been nervous at first, unwanting she would come to be like them, of that he was certain. When she spoke again, asking him if there was something he needed, Cairn grinned, Ah, yes, there is actually. He stepped close, reaching out, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close, tight to him. There was a predatory glint in his eyes as he leaned in close, growling out, I need you Rika...
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

As he moved closer to her she stepped back just about tripping only she felt his arm wrap around her and pull her against him. She gasped out her eyes wide in shock as no man had ever touched her like this not even her intended. She had been placed on a stand never to be touched or played with. Yet as he held her close she felt her head spinning as she heard what he said she was silent for a while before finally responding. No you can't she said her voice cracking in shock.
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

I can't!? Just the idea that he couldn't do something made Carin laugh. Really? I cannot? And who is out here to stop me?! A predatory smile spread across his lips as he spoke, savoring her features. Oh, he could do it, he knew there wouldn't be any political repercussions... none that mattered at least. After tonight he doubted there would be much left of the nobility of her kingdom to even realize what had happened to her... or would be happening to her rather. Cairn pushed her back quickly, pressing her up against the tree near the pool. He smiled, a hand drifting to one of her breasts, which he squeezed, whispering as he looked into her eyes, I can do whatever I damned please...
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

Rika was shocked at how he seemed to react to her telling him he couldn't do this. The spark in his eye seemed to grow into a soaring flame as she felt him push her back against the tree. She gasped as she felt the bark dig into her dress and back as she looked to him wondering what was making him so sure of himself. Only as she felt his hand on her breast did she scream at him to get off her only to feel the squeeze of her breast that had her face heating up. She really just couldn't believe what was going on.
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

She screamed... gods how he loved it when they did that. He tossed her to the ground then, smiling as he came down on top of her. Go ahead, princess, scream. They won't hear you! Cairn took hold of her breast at the neck, willing his fingers to elongate a little, ripping into her dress. He tugged then, ripping the front of it. He reached then to her corset, doing the same, to each piece of clothing, until her breasts spilled. He grinned and reached out, pinching one of her nipples and tugging at it as he looked into her eyes, I'm going to enjoy this... I promise you that...
Thread: War Games (Rivine and Shards)

As she felt him throw her down onto the ground she gave a groan as she felt her head spinning. With that he had plenty of time to start ripping off her clothes. She started to struggle but it did no good. She whimpered as tears formed in her eyes she just couldn't believe this was really happening. Only as she felt the pinch to her nipple she knew then there was no getting away from this. It was going to happen and no one seemed to be there to help her.