**Chapter 7: The Game Continues**

The room was still reeling from the aftermath of Lyra's transformation. Her massive breasts gleamed in the dim light, and Isten's eyes darted back and forth between them and Lyra's face. Mia, on the other hand, seemed to be in her element. She was grinning from ear to ear, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. "The game is far from over," she said, her voice echoing through the room. Lyra's eyes locked on Mia's, and she could see the mischief in her eyes. Mia walked over to Lyra, and started to rub her belly again. "You're amazing, Lyra," she said. "And you're not done yet." Lyra's eyes narrowed, unsure of what Mia had in mind. Isten, still trying to process what had just happened, felt a sense of unease. He was still trapped in Lyra's womb, and he had no idea how he was going to get out. Mia's eyes locked on Lyra's, and she could see the hesitation there. "Come on, Lyra," she said, her voice persuasive. "You can do it. I dare you to take things to the next level." Lyra's eyes widened as she realized what Mia was suggesting. "You can't be serious," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Mia nodded, her grin growing wider. "I'm completely serious," she said. "I dare you to shove Isten into your pussy and trap him in your womb." Isten's eyes went wide as he realized what was being suggested. "No, Lyra, don't do it," he said, his voice muffled by the walls of Lyra's womb. But Lyra was already nodding. She looked at Mia, and then at Isten, and then back at Mia again. "Okay," she said, her voice firm. "I'll do it." Mia squealed with excitement, and clapped her hands together. "Yes!" she exclaimed. "I knew you could do it, Lyra." Lyra's eyes locked on Isten's, and she could see the fear there. She felt a pang of guilt, but Mia's persistence and excitement had pushed her over the edge. With a determined look on her face, Lyra started to undo her pants. Isten's eyes went wide as he realized what was happening. "Lyra, no!" he shouted, but it was too late. Lyra pulled down her pants, and then positioned herself over Isten. She looked at Mia, who was watching with an eager expression. "Here goes nothing," Lyra said, her voice barely above a whisper. And with that, Lyra started to lower herself onto Isten. Isten's eyes went wide as he felt himself being pulled into Lyra's pussy. He tried to struggle, but it was too late. Lyra's body enveloped him, and he found himself trapped in her womb. The room fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the three friends. Lyra's eyes locked on Mia's, and she could see the excitement there. Mia walked over to Lyra, and started to rub her belly again. "You're doing great, Lyra," she said. "Just relax, and let Isten get comfortable in there." Lyra nodded, still trying to process what had just happened. She looked down at her belly, and then back at Mia. As they continued to rub Lyra's belly, Isten found himself being squeezed tighter and tighter. He was trapped, and he had no idea how he was going to get out. But Lyra and Mia seemed to be enjoying the ride. They chatted and laughed, as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. The night had taken a dark and surreal turn, and it seemed that it would never be the same again. Lyra's physical changes were just the beginning, and Isten had a feeling that he was in for a wild ride. Mia's eyes locked on Lyra's, and she could see the question there. "What's next?" Lyra asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Mia grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Why don't you ask Isten to stay there until morning?" she suggested. Lyra's eyes widened, and then she looked down at her belly. Isten's muffled voice came from inside her womb. "No, don't do it, Lyra. Please." But Lyra just smiled, and nodded. "Okay, Mia," she said. "I'll make sure Isten stays there until morning." Mia squealed with excitement, and clapped her hands together. "Yes!" she exclaimed. "This is going to be a night to remember."