Katie half-nodded, half-shrugged at Colette's question, despite the fact she had found the board, she really had no answer. Afterward, she motioned for her to go ahead and take her turn, to keep the game moving, though shrugged as Penny took her turn instead. Then, she shot an utterly baffled look over toward Ryan.<b>"I guess you should stop staring, then?"</b>she said, somewhat awkwardly trying to tease. Goodness, at this rate it felt things were going to fall into an orgy rather fast!<br/><br/>Penny's dice bounced and clattered across the board. Both came up one, and just like Ryan's piece before it, it slid two spaces further up the board without any further input. Afterward, the gemstone took on a slight glow again, as words swirled and formed inside of it, and the same voice spoke aloud:<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'menlo'"><i>'An itch that cannot be scratched,</i><br/>
<i>unlike anything come before, utterly unmatched.</i><br/>
<i>Contact between fabric and flesh the cause,</i><br/>
<i>the solution one which may draw applause.'</i></span>​</div><br/><b>"Well... was it what you were hoping for, Ryan?"</b>Katie asked with a grin, watching as Cher took up the dice and gave them a toss--they bounced across the table, coming up two, and four. The total of six moved Cher's piece right up behind Ryan's, then, once again, words were scrawled, and spoken.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'menlo'"><i>'A craving for some attention,</i><br/>
<i>and no doubt to draw a mention.</i><br/>
<i>Ignoring it will only make it worse,</i><br/>
<i>growing ever larger due to this curse.'</i></span>​</div><br/>Penny was likely, by now, feeling the effects. Her skin started to itch--a horrible, horrible itch. A dozen times worse than any bug bite she'd ever felt, easily. Anywhere her skin--now feeling much more sensitive--came into contact with the fabric of her clothes, it itched. The only places which were spared was anywhere not covered by some cloth. What's worse, no matter how much she may scratch, or shift, it seemed utterly impssoble to find any kind of relief.<br/><br/>Picking up the dice, Katie handed them to Colette.<b>"Since you wanted to, you can go next? Baldur, I guess that leaves me or you going after that. Do you want to go last, or second last?"</b><br/><br/>Depending on how composed Penny managed to keep herself, her discomfort may for a time go unnoticed. Cher's issues, however, would be a bit more apparent. Not long after her little challenge was spoken, anyone glancing at her might notice that her top was a bit more filled out--her breasts pressing against and standing out more against her top. Even if nobody else noticed, though, Cher certainly would, be it from the slowly increasing weight they carried, the tingle she could feel as they grew, or how much tighter her clothes were becoming.