Round 53

[b]*Round Fifty Three*[/b]

Annabelle appeared in a game room. Flashing lights and quick musical tunes played out all around. There were motorcycle simulation games, shooting simulators, basketball cage games, skee ball, pin ball and many many more. It was pleasant for her to just peer around the room and take in all the activity. There did not appear to be any doors or windows, it was just a big room with a multitude of games.

Annabelle stood with her hands resting on her hips. Her hips naturally pushed slightly to the side. She tried to correct her stance, but kept coming back to it when she didn't focus. She drew out a cigarette and started puffing it. The smoke burned her throat in the best possible way.

She looked down and discovered a pair of jean shorts stretched across her hips and ass, ending around her mid thigh. Covering her torso was a red tank top, her huge breasts were tightly held by a black bra. Her long blonde locks fell loosely down her shoulders to the mid back. She stood on five inch open toed heels. As she continued examining the room, she found herself unconsciously twirling her cheap blonde hair with her index finger.

After a few minutes, Cindi appeared. She had on loose fitting blue jeans and a flattering green sweater. She adjusted her stylish glasses with her long french tipped fingernails. The jeans and sweater hid her mannish figure well, though her flat chest and protruding pot belly were still rather manly. Her medium brown hair hung just above her shoulders. Her thin lips were curled into a slight frown as she looked around the room.

"Anderson, how are you?" Sandra said in her high pitched, breathy voice.

"I'm okay, Sandra, long time no see." Annabelle responded with her shy tenor.

"Yeah I missed you at the wedding. We attended but, I didn't get to go; the Doctor wouldn't allow it. I'm surprised he let Mel go, actually."

"I get you. I guess I didn't make the-"

S.A.M. appeared. Sandra closed her eyes and opened them a second later, her frown turned to a wide smile as she looked around excitedly. Annabelle finished her cigarette and threw the stub to the carpeted floor, stomping it out with the toe of her heel.

"Contestants will play skee ball. All balls from the machine will be thrown by each contestant and whoever gets the highest number of points wins. The general rules of skee ball will be strictly enforced."

"Good luck, Annabelle!" Cindi chirped with a wide smile. She walked to the skee ball machines and ten balls fell through the slot with a crash.

The machine was an average looking skee ball machine, an electronic display showed a big 0 for points. There were six possible places the ball could be thrown. The bottom was worth 10 points and would be the catch all if a player missed a hole. The circle above was rather large and worth 25 points. The circle above that was smaller and worth 40 points. The last circle was 50 points and even smaller. Finally, two tiny 100 point circles were in the top corner of the scoring area, barely larger than the size of a ball.

Annabelle approached the machine next to Cindi. Ten balls crashed into the slot and she grabbed one. She practiced swinging her arm with the ball a few times. Something was wrong, her swing was all wild and inconsistent. She couldn't get her stance right or her rythym right! She looked over to Cindi who jumped from one foot to the other, excited to play the game. She rolled the first ball with surprisingly good technique. The ball flew up the ramp and into the 40 point circle. The machine made a dinging sound and diaplyed 40 points. Cindi let out a little giggle as she looked over to Annabelle. Annabelle focused as much as she could on keeping her form similar to Cindi's. She pulled her arm back and released the ball. At the last second, her arm flew wildly and fell to the side. Her stance also fell apart and she stood very rigid. The ball hit the ramp and bounced over the side of the machine and onto Cindi's ramp! It rolled up and down the black ramp until Cindi caught it. She let out a breathy laugh and handed the ball back to Annabelle who felt embarrassed by the throw.

Cindi piped up, "I thought I was the girly girl, that was adorable! Have you ever played skee ball?"

Annabelle could feel her face burning as she accepted the ball from Cindi. She focused her attention back on the game, shaking off the embarrassment. Her second throw was a bit better, the ball stayed on her machine, at least. It bounced off the side and trickled up the ramp and into the 10 point slot. The machine let out a disappointed "Whomp whomp" noise as 10 points were displayed. Annabelle sighed, this was going to be a tough win.

Cindi rolled the second ball quickly and missed the circles, receiving only 10 points. Annabelle picked up her second ball and let it loose. It didn't bounce off the wall this time, which was a step in the right direction. It bounced off the 50 circle and fell into the 10 point gutter. She let out another disappointed sigh as she curled her hair behind her ear.

Cindi and Annabelle traded 10 point throws again and again. At one point, Cindi put one through the 40 point circle again and Annabelle managed two 25's. On her eighth throw, Cinid, again, put it into the 10 point gutter. 140 points was diaplayed. Annabelle threw her ball and landed in the 25 point again. Her throw had really improved on her eighth attempt. Her stance was still rigid but her arm didn't move as wildly as before. 125 points were displayed. Cindi lined up her next shot and put it through the 25. She jumped with joy and giggled as her score improved to 165. Annabelle released a deep breath and rolled the ball. It rolled towards the 100 point circle! ...before bouncing off and sliding down the gutter. 135 points.

Cindi threw her last ball which rolled up the ramp in the middle and into the 50 point circle! 215 points. Annabelle felt a pull in her stomach, that meant she had to get into the 100 circle to win.

Cindi cheered and with a big smile said, "Good luck Annabelle! That's a tough throw but I know you can do it!"

Annabelle gave her a smile, it was obviously a genuine statement from Cindi but it just felt impossible. Was this worth a powerup? She had to get 100 points which didn't seem doable without assistance? She looked over at Cindi who was excitedly waiting for the next throw. What was left for Cindi to force upon her? Annabelle already had Cindi's huge ass, wide hips, fat breasts, thick lips, tiny stomach, short stature and shining blue eyes. It wasn't worth a powerup. If Danielle wasn't going to give her pregnancy, the next most dangerous opponent was Avery. She had made Annabelle dumb, cheap and slutty.

Annabelle did her absolute best, aiming for the 100 point slot. She totally missed, but it was a valiant effort. The ball rolled up the ramp and into the 10 point gutter. Final score was 215 to 145.

Cindi cheered and clapped excitedly. Annabelle lit a cigarette and dragged on it deeply.

"Ms. Lane, congratulations!" Doctor Grungot's voice rang out. "Now, what would you like to swap, young lady? What's left?"

"Well Doctor, I think Annabelle could use some nice, long, fake nails. Also I think it's important that she feels the need to keep them!"

Annabelle looked down at her fingers holding the cigarette. Her painted nails began to grow and grow and grow. The paint melted away but a french tip appeared. They were at least an inch past her finger. She eyed them curiously. She loved her nails! Her head tingled a bit but she was proud of her pretty, long, feminine nails. She would make sure nothing bad happened to them. They had to be protected at all costs!

Annabelle found herself staring at her hands and just feeling so happy. Cindi's nails had retracted and were painted red. They were much shorter and didn't go past the finger.

As the scene collapsed, Annabelle continued to smoke and lightly scratch her thin arm with his newly elongated nails.

NAME: Annabelle Lauren Johnson

HEIGHT: 5"0

WEIGHT: 112 LBS

AGE: 20

IQ: 89

POWERUPS: 3

SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile.

HAIR: Long, cheap looking flax blonde dye job with dark roots showing through. Pulled into a ponytail stretching down to the mid back.

VOICE: High pitched, shy and soft.

FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.

EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long eyelashes and dark eyeliner.

FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin, high rounded cheekbones, LARGE EARS, WIDE NOSE, HEAVY BROW, Thin smooth neck, Thick, red painted, protruding lips in a constant pout, WIDE FOREHEAD, pink blush covering cheeks.

BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with little muscle; huge breasts and weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provacitively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips; tiny tight stomach cinched in sexily.

CHEST: Huge F cup breasts, large and veinous feminine nipples.

EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long french tipped nails extending about an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, red painted, longer nails. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 5 inch high heels.

GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy vagina which can accomadate even the most well endowed.

TATTOOS: Black spade with a "Q" on the inside tattoed just above the vagina. Flowery black tramp stamp in a pseudo arrow pointing towards her ass with the word SLUT in bold letters just above it. The word SLAVE is tattooed in black on the back of her right shoulder.

PIERCINGS: Medium sized golden hoops in earlobes and a silver stud just above the belly button. Silver stud clit piercing. Silver nipple studs which keep the nipples constantly erect.

OUTFIT:A tight black dress stretches across the body down to the knees. A medium sized 'V' shows just enough skin while remaining tasteful. A practical white apron tied around the waist. Five inch closed toe black heels.

SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Prefers to be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and being humiliated sexually. Likes being locked in light bondage.

PERSONALITY: Submissive, self-conscious, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, Doesn't mind a mess or living in squalor, Difficulty controlling emotions, very prone to fits of anger, mania or depression. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts naturally girly including standing, sitting, walking, and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them.

ADDICTIONS: Smoking

FAVORITE COLOR: Pastel pink.

EXPERTISE: CONSTRUCTION, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick