<b><u>Character Name:</u> John Dirk</b><br/><u><b>Wearing:</b></u><b> A suit and tie befitting a game show host</b><br/><u><b>Location:</b></u><b> The Escape Room Facility, Control Room</b><br/><u><b>Tagging/ Mentioning:</b></u><b> The Chase Sisters<br/>
<u>Affiliations/Notes</u></b><u><b>:</b></u><b> Round 3!</b><br/><br/><br/>"Rumor has it, if you say the right words, those little critters will give you a deep-tissue massage!" Dirk joked, seeing Abby's enjoyment of her inhuman molestation. "That's some good upper-body strength, you might be needing that in the next few rounds when the ding-dongs start getting BIG!" he laughed, letting the girls know that this was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to insertions. "Just be careful, they may spunk like real men but it's not sticky!" he cautioned Abby, her having already fallen off once this round and now having her suit prepared to be coated in the oily residue that would make things very slick for her. Thankfully she was holding her hands above where any of the oozing skin or squirting peckers were, so if she was careful she could use her hands as a secondary grip if she couldn't squeeze her legs together tight enough to balance.<br/><br/>The Ectoplast on her chest was clearly aware that it was not getting actual skin contact and expressed that frustration by slapping her tits, poking them with all the force of a disinterested infant, attempting to prod the nipple to get it as stiff and protruding as possible because they could not feel the genuine skin texture, nor get any milk when sucking on them. They understood something was not quite right, but there was nothing they could do. No penetrating that latex, and they were unsatisfied. The one on her rear still could not quite squeeze itself beneath her despite her trying to lift herself, its phallus uncomfortably squeezing itself as far as it could before retreating, for fear of being squished. Abby couldn't hold her entire body weight indefinitely, and the Ectoplasts were sensitive to trembling so they knew the situation was unstable. They'd all have to wait for another round of the game to have access to Abby's insides.<br/><br/><br/>Cordelia's enjoyment of her dildo got Dirk's attention more than anything else. Cranking up the vibrations, the gyrating rotating, the speed of its insertion and retraction, it was almost like a video game and he could just imagine his cock being the thing inside her instead, making her react like that and being able to do so many impossible things for biological organisms to. He almost felt like playing some pinball noises to her spasms and grinding. "Wow, folks, it's too bad the rules weren't set up to award points to anyone having this good a time or we'd have grand champions in no time!" he announced, determining that Cordelia had definitely earned her ability to proceed, and slowly lowering the rod all the way back inside the pole, though continuing the pole's rotation and smaller stimulating bumps. Abby had more freedom of course, fully able to pull herself forward even with her distracting passengers.<br/><br/>"If you happen to come to an intersection where you'll meet, you're more than welcome to share anything you've brought there with you!" he gave Abby the suggestion to allow her Ectoplast pets to give Cordelia a fine time, and manipulated the movement of the pathways to ensure she and Cordelia would arrive at a crossroads at roughly the same time.