THE GAME pages 38-40 (Patreon)

WIP - note: for some reason Ale broke up the script pages into editional comic pages so I've tried to account for that in the preview below.

PAGE 38

Panel 1

VOICE OF THE GAME: Cheating only brings about much harm; we’ll see now how much you can do without either arm…

MELISSA: Oh shit…

Panel 2

From shoulders to elbow Melissa’s arms have started to merge into her torso. Her hands flit about in panic.

MELISSA: Wait, I need moooo arms to balance with these fucking udders!

Panel 3

Melissa’s udders start to plump again as they fill with milk. Her teats get more rigid. Melissa’s arms are absorbed into her body up to her wrists. Her hands struggle, poking out of her hips.

VOICE OF THE GAME: Udders you mention you have still; Hope for help now that they’ll fill.

MELISSA: Oh shit!

Panel 4

Melissa’s arms are entirely absorbed into her body. Her udders are even bigger, starting to drip milk from her nipples.

MELISSA: Oh fuck, the moooo-lk, getting so tight…I need it out…

PAGE 39

Panel 1

Melissa flounders on the couch, her udders tight with milk and droplets dripping from the ends of her teats. Amy looks at them with hunger in her eyes.

MELISSA: I can’t even push myself up like this!

Panel 2

Amy leans forward, using her four arms to steady Melissa and one udder.

MELISSA: Hey, what are you doing?

Panel 3

Amy is bent over and kneeling on the couch, her thick lips wrapped around Melissa’s teat. Amy eagerly drinks from it. Melissa’s head is thrown back in bliss.

MELISSA: Oh God, that feels good…don’t stop…

Panel 4

Amy’s other arms massage Melissa’s breasts and udder nips, coaxing out milk that drips over both women. Melissa looks like she is orgasming from it.

MELISSA: Oh...oh...MOOOOOOO!

PAGE 40

Panel 1

Brad, with the Brittney doll still impaled on him, stands over the game staring at Melissa and Amy. He is really enjoying what he sees. His tongue is panting.

BRAD: Wow…my next woll could end thiff whole fing and I’m sort of upthet about losing thiff image.

MELISSA: Fuck…you…Brad…

Panel 2

Brad picks up the dice.

BRAD: Just be glad I miff talking wiff my girlfriend…

Panel 3

Brad rolls a 3 and 4, putting his piece just short of the end of the game. They land near the pieces, where recent transformations have also happened to the figures, including loss of clothing.

BRAD: Seven! So close!

Panel 4

Brad grows a second cock between his legs, beneath the original.

VOICE OF THE GAME: Sadly this time you could not fin; enjoy this extra piece to help fill her in.

BRAD: Oh! Iff that another dick?