A Lesson In Clear Intent.

"Okay! I am so fucking done with your bullshit!"

"Like, what seems to be the problem?" Bambi flounced her way over to the contestant that had burst her way into the store. Kate was almost maddened further by how chirpy and nonchalant the bimbo saleswoman was. She'd kinda hoped she'd match her energy.

"We've got no fucking clothes! We're going to fucking stink, and fast, without a change of clothing! How are we supposed to put on a show for you when we're dressed the fucking same every day?"

"Oh, sorry! We can fix that!"

"Ha, ha. Very funny. You expect me to buy that you'll just give us some clothes? What about Nat? You charged her twenty percent of her points just for two items of clothing!"

"Hmm, that's, like, totally a good point. How many items of clothing do you want each?"

Kate struggled to make words for a moment. She was flummoxed. She'd expected some, any, kind of push back. Not a complete roll over.

"Let's go enough for ten outfits each."

"Done!" Bambi was extremely cheerful.

"And no deliberately porn-y outfits either!"

"Oh, yeah, I, like, figured you wouldn't want that. Unless it's required by a transformation, these will be totally normal clothes."

"And, fuck it, refund Nat's outfit too!"

"Fuck it! Done!" Bambi said with a gleeful grin.

"Holy shit that was easy." Kate couldn't help but blurt out.

"Yup! It's already to go, totally conjured and waiting in your wardrobes upstairs!"

"Well, good! Glad we've got that fucking sorted." Kate turned to leave, feeling confident and proud about a job well done for all of three seconds.

"And how did you want to pay?" Candi's words felt like they'd reached into Kate's chest, grabbed her heart and jammed it into her throat. Kate hadn't even thought to clarify this was a demand, not a shopping list. She'd just gone up to a salesperson and asked for a list of things. She'd fucked up, big time. She mentally screamed at her legs, begging them to move, to let her leave the store.

"You know I don't have that kind of fucking money." Kate was in full desperation mode. She dropped to her knees and grabbed at the floor, hating herself for keeping her nails so short as she felt she had less traction to try to pull herself out of the situation.

"I'm sure we can work something out." Bambi said with a grin.

Kate pulled herself together and returned to the counter.

River returned upstairs to Rahne's suite and knocked on the door. Annie answered, the redhead surprising River, who had forgotten the possibility of her answering. "Oh!"

"Oh, sorry, um, were you expecting...?"

"Yeah, sorry, not that I didn't want to see you, I'd kinda just, y'know?"

"Yeah, I get it." Annie stepped to the side and let River enter. The enby looked over at Annie's couch bed, which actually looked surprisingly cosy with the bedding on it now.

"You settling in okay up here?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"What do you mean?"

"It's, uh, distracting."

"What's distracting?"

"I dunno what Rahne has planned, but, uh, she's pulling out all the stops. And the fetish is making me feel things."

"What do you mean?"

"She means, I'm wearing this." River was not used to seeing anyone dressed as fancy, or as scandalously, as Rahne was. Rahne stepped out in a minidress made entirely from criss-crossing elastic straps. Every move the host made caused glimpses and peeks of Rahne's tattooed skin as the straps shifted and stretched. It was to the point that River could see not only the additional straps of the g-string Rahne was wearing underneath the outfit, but the outline of the bulge in the front of it. Paired with it were a set of stockings, the bands of which were in the same jet black colour as the dress, and a pair of black platform pumps, the purple soles of which matched Rahne's hair.

"Holy shit."

"I take it you like it." Rahne said, towering over River

"I, yes. What's, um, does this have something to do with the plan?"

"It does. See, you need someone to cuck you in order to orgasm. That requires you to be dating someone. Hence, I'm going to take you on a date."

River audibly swallowed. Annie cheered.

"Fuck yeah, get it girl!"

River opened their mouth to speak, but Rahne made the comment they were going to make. "River is not a girl."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"That's okay, the show doesn't really cover pronouns in its introductions between us." River was still getting used to things themselves and Rahne was defending them. Maybe this date wouldn't be so bad? They were definitely staring at the host at the very least.

"I take it that's a yes?" Rahne said, calling River's eyes out for lingering.

"Um... is it against the rules of the show?"

"Not to my knowledge. Though, it would be rare for this to happen with a host this early."

River sighed. "Fuck it, let's go."

"Not dressed like that." Rahne gestured at River's outfit. River did have to concede, their jeans, t-shirt and cardigan looked incredibly out of place standing next to Rahne dressed as they both were.

"I... don't have anything else."

"I'll buy you something. My treat." Rahne offered her elbow to the enby.

"Okay." River said, clasping onto the proffered arm. Looking up River saw the return of the same, mischievous, menacing smirk they'd seen during the introduction to the show.

"Let's go shopping." Rahne said, directing that smirk downwards at their blue-haired date.

River swallowed.

Kate swallowed. She then coughed, hacked and spluttered as her throat was freed from its invader. Bambi's method of payment was to invite her co-workers in to take turns using Kate's body. Kate was never great with names, and had rapidly forgotten that of the bottle-red dyed proprietor of Chest. In Kate's defence, the woman was currently using a magic strap-on to fuck Kate in the face and had blown two loads prior to this one down her throat.

Kate spluttered out a "Fuck you." punctuated by spitting on the saleswoman's plastic cock.

Unfortunately for Kate, the redhead replied "If you insist." Kate immediately regretted the attitude as the toy slammed back into her throat. She took the small blessing that the woman fucking her face was respecting her gag reflex and her throat was unviolated, as of yet.

"Oh my gosh, your asshole is, like, so yummy!" The bimbo returned her tongue to Kate's previously sexually untouched asshole. Kate's attention was so **** forwards by the toy in her mouth that the feeling of the rimjob was far lower down the list of things she paid any attention to. The sensation was, well, not unpleasant, but she was, ultimately not getting anything out of it. In fact, Kate was getting very little out of this whole situation. As a heterosexual woman, having two, soon to be three, women go to town on your body was definitely not up there on her list of desirable sexual situations.

"You think every asshole is yummy, Bambi." Morphe's blue-haired shop assistant had, up until this point, done little other than offer colour commentary. Kate had that ominous feeling, like in an action movie where the stoic guy in the corner hasn't done anything for the whole fight scene, so you know that they're going to do something way more dramatic than everyone else present. Kate did not look forward to finding out what that would be.

"I mean, in her defence, look as this delicious little slut. Keeps herself very trim." The woman fucking her face's compliment rang, well, not hollow, but Kate couldn't help but feel the compliment wasn't entirely meant for her to appreciate, given how she was currently having her air supply cut off.

"You're, like, totally right!" Kate's body twitched at the unexpected, undesired sexual stimulation as Bambi ran her tongue all along Kate's pussy to slurp up what little juices had accumulated as an automatic body response. "She is delicious!"

That got a laugh out of the other two saleswomen, and a strap-on slamming, once again, into the back of the mouth of the graphic designer that was kneeling on all fours. Kate was never great at blowjobs, and was thankful it was a toy in her throat so she didn't have to worry about being punished for using teeth. Instead she was more worried about breathing and the aggressive "Glak! Glak! Glak!" sound she was making as her face was being fucked.

As if on cue, right as Kate thought 'Well, at least this couldn't get much worse', Rahne and River walked into the clothing store.

"Holy fuck." River was entirely startled by the sight before them.

"More like fucking holes; am I right?" Rahne got a high five from Morphe's shop assistant for that one.

River ignored her date and went over to her new colleague. "Kate, are you, fuck are you okay?" River's question was not unfounded, tears from the brutal facefucking were streaming down Kate's face.

"She's fine, aren't you slut?" Kate gasped violently for air, then coughed back up the various spittle that she had inhaled. Kate felt her head yanked back by the hair as she was tilted to look at River and the host. River couldn't help but feel weird making full eye contact with someone having their ass eaten.

"Paying." was all Kate could get out between the spit and the coughing. Her chin was drenched in that thick, sloppy spit you can only get from something being repeatedly shoved into your throat.

"Oh." The desire to help was still there, but the confusion, that was still there. It's not like Kate looked happy about it. "Rahne, you've gotta do something, she looks miserable!"

"Hrmm, I'll admit, a contestant having more fun during sex would, probably be ideal. Tell you what, you let me dress you for tonight, and I'll offer you one of two ways to help your harem-mate."

River gulped, then looked back over at Kate. Even the waterproof mascara Kate was wearing wasn't designed to hold up to this kind of punishment. Tears and spit had streaked it down her face. River was 90% sure they'd feel uncomfortable in whatever Rahne picked out, but they'd feel less uncomfortable than Kate did right now.

"Okay, deal."

Rahne beamed hearing River's response. "Brilliant!" The long, stocking clad, tattooed legs of the host strode confidently deeper into the store to pick items out. River was left there, awkwardly watching the sales team for the hotel go to town on a woman they'd met only a few hours ago.

"Bambi, I'll need a changeroom." River turned as Rahne made the request of the bimbo salesgirl. They saw the shoebox and realised they had many reasons to not be excited.

Bambi extradited her tongue from Kate's ass to gleefully respond "Okay!"

"Wait!" River wanted to buy themselves as much time as possible before having to wear whatever Rahne had picked out. "You promised me choices. Let me think about them while I change?"

"Fair enough! Option one, you can buy her a temporary version of the sexuality transformation I mentioned in the intro. Option two, you buy her a temporary transformation that will up her body's pain tolerance and sensitivity."

River paused. This would normally be where they're try for a loophole in the wording. Something to buy them more time to think about the mechanics of the situation. Unfortunately, River lacked knowledge of the rules of this place, and was deeply distracted by the "Haahhh! Hu-gluk! Haahhh! Hu-gluk" sound as the redhead was repeatedly pulling the toy out of Kate's throat and then shoving it back in before she could catch her breath to give a good follow up question. Instead, they nodded and followed Bambi into the changeroom.

Returning into the main part of the store was a slow and deliberate process. River wasn't used to walking in heels, and the black suede thigh high boots Rahne had put them in were definitely not made for beginners. However, River did appreciate the androgyny of the outfit in general. Contrasting the boots was a large, button down shirt that just barely fell long enough to make up for the extremely immodest black leather shorts they had on. Granted, the top four buttonholes were sewn shut and River couldn't get away with showing more of their modest C-cups than they'd ever shown in their life, but they couldn't help but have the nagging feeling that if they felt less self conscious, they might actually feel like they looked good. Any discomfort River had felt about their outfit disappeared when they saw Kate though. Morphe's saleswoman had a remote in hand. Even from here, River could see the sales woman adjusting the size of the girlcock inside Kate, who was squealing and moaning, unable to get comfortable due to the constant shifting in size.

"Fuck yeah!" Rahne eagerly cheered as River re-emerged. "Lookin' good!"

"Um, thanks." River reached up and scratched at their fade, trying not to stare at the shaft inside Kate as it expanded to the size of a Coke can.

"So, ready to go?"

"Uh, yeah, I will be. Give me one sec." River squatted down next to Kate who was currently going pink, her nostrils desperately flaring, trying to get some air in around the toy being held into her throat.

"Kate, I'm going to give you the temporary sexuality change. I figured there's at least chance you already like it rough, but if you don't like fucking femmes, well, then that's a moot point."

"Alright! Five hundred BP!" Upon Rahne concluding the transaction, River saw Kate's eyes flicker and roll back back in her head, though if it was from oxygen deprivation or having her mind fucked with they didn't know.

If Kate was able to speak, she'd deny how massive a difference that made. She wouldn't admit that, all of a sudden, staring up at the redhead as she gagged around the toy in her mouth, well, it was an incredible view. The sales woman had her shirt unbuttoned and all of a sudden, Kate could appreciate the subtle curves of her feminine stomach, the gentle bounce of her lingerie clad tits on each thrust; even the soft femininity of her jawline, in stark contrast to the rugged, stubbled jawlines Kate appreciated so much in men, was suddenly very arousing. Suddenly the thought of what was happening wasn't anywhere near as repulsive. "At least they're hot." was now Kate's main thought.

Standing again, with some difficulty, still not used to the balance, River looked back down at Kate. "I hope that helps."

Rahne offered their arm to River, who accepted mostly out of balance needs, no longer as excited for their date as they had been before entering the store. "Let's get going to this date!"

With one last, lingering look, River turned to see Bambi pouting that she couldn't get access to Kate's asshole. They shuddered, being now one of only two contestants with first hand experience at how intense the show could get.