A Tangled Press of Changing Bodies

Piper woke up when Zachary and she shifted in bed. Zachary was now lying mostly on top of her. She tried to move, but Zachary had wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her side and her head to his chest. Even his legs were intertwined with hers.

Piper felt oddly calm despite the circumstances. How did this happen? I was definitely facing the other direction when we went to sleep. Damn, I really don’t want to have my face shoved up against him like this. Piper took deep, deliberate breaths as his weight made it slightly difficult to breathe. I guess this isn’t so bad. A little surprised I’m not freaking out more waking up like this. Piper thought about it more and more, but didn’t end up worrying. That made her worry for a moment before she relaxed again. Oh. Zach didn’t put a time limit on the command to remain calm.

Piper knew, intellectually, that she would likely be freaking out normally in this situation. She also knew that the fact she wasn’t freaking out because she was being manipulated would piss her off. Now the question is, should I bring this up with him? It’s terrifying that he can control my emotions like this. Piper realized that despite knowing she was terrified, she remained calm, but it didn’t actually get rid of the feeling, just the response to it. Okay, maybe not my emotions. That… is a little reassuring. Then again, he can definitely manipulate those with the character editor.

Zachary squeezed Piper even tighter, which was the final straw for Piper, as she felt her naked breasts press tightly against him while his morning wood pressed against her. She said, “Zachary, please get off me.” Her muffled voice didn’t wake him. “Zach! Get off me, please!” Piper began to wiggle as much as she could, but Zachary did not stir. After several more failed attempts to rouse Zach, she was finally successful.

Zach slowly became aware of his surroundings. He said, “Wha? Piper?” He started to untangle himself from Piper and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “What’s the matter?”

“The matter was that you were crushing me. I couldn’t move, and one of my arms was falling asleep.”

“Oh… Sorry. How did we even get like that?”

“We must have shifted in our sleep.” After a moment's hesitation, Piper said, “Zach… your command from last night is still in place.”

Zachary looked at her as she sat up, “You’re clearly moving, so I'm pretty sure it’s not.”

Piper rolled her eyes and, while annoyed, didn’t lash out as she needed to remain calm. “Not that one, obviously. The one forcing me to be calm. You didn’t put a time limit on it, and your wording was such that it was an indefinite order, apparently. You said remain calm, not calm down.”

“Oh, sorry. You don’t need to follow that anymore.” Zach said while yawning.

Piper immediately felt the difference and pulled her arms towards her naked chest to cover herself. She also scooted away from Zach and started to tremble from outrage and fear.

Zach noticed her reaction and reached out to place a hand on her shoulder, asking, “Piper, are you—”

Piper swatted his hand away, “Don’t touch me!”

Zach frowned but withdrew his hand. He took a deep breath and then got up and went to the bathroom to give Piper some space.

Piper pulled up the covers and wrapped herself in them while sitting with her knees up against her chest. God, I feel gross. I can’t believe I kissed him last night… or that I enjoyed it. What the fuck was wrong with me yesterday? Piper sat there, thinking about the previous day and going over the events. Then she remembered what Zachary had said towards the end of the day. Euphoria. He mentioned I had a third status condition. So it was all the fucking tentacles. Somewhere in the back of Piper’s mind, she knew that wasn’t completely true, but didn’t want to admit it to herself.

Zachary was taking his time showering. Piper got up when she heard the water stop running and went to get dressed. She considered simply slipping out, but as much as she wanted to avoid a conversation over what happened, she knew doing so would be a poor move.

She went to the kitchen and found several simple options, but with how she was feeling, she really wanted something hot for breakfast. She found where to order food and placed an order for some pancakes, bacon, and eggs for her and Zachary. Then she put on some coffee. She filled two mugs with copious amounts of cream and sugar and then topped them off with coffee. She carried the mugs to the dining table in the room and waited for Zachary to join her.

He came out a few minutes later, dressed in a pale blue button-down shirt and khaki slacks. Looking at Zachary, Piper thought he definitely fit the part of a young professor. Zachary saw Piper waiting and didn’t see a reason to postpone the conversation needlessly. He sat down across from her and picked up his mug. “Thanks for making coffee.” He took a sip and immediately pushed the liquid back into the mug and scrunched up his face. “What the? How much sugar did you put in this? I’m pretty sure there’s enough that some is still solid.”

“The sugar sludge at the bottom is the best part!” Piper said, practically offended.

Zach took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He got up, taking his coffee mug with him, but stopped a few steps from the table. “Actually, before I pour this out, would you like it instead? I did drink from it so…”

“I’m good. I might run on caffeine, but I actually prefer it to come via Mountain Dew or Dr. Pepper.”

Zach poured out the mess in his mug and remade his coffee, with just a bit of cream and a single spoonful of sugar. He rejoined Piper at the table, only to need to stand up again as there was a knock at the door. He went to the door and found Heather there, practically trembling with indignation. He noticed her hair was wet, and her clothes were damp. She was pushing a cart with several plates of food on it. “Breakfast, for you.” She managed to get out through gritted teeth.

Zachary sighed, “Delilah really has you cooking anytime food is ordered up here?”

“I assume so. I got an overwhelming desire that I needed to go cook for you immediately. I was mid-shower, but had to stop because of it.” She then muttered under her breath, “At least I was able to get dressed first.”

“Hmm, well, I’ll keep that in mind. Also, I was going to text you, but since you’re here, I’ve thought up the next command I want to give you.”

“Let’s hear it…” Heather said dejectedly.

“It’s simple.” Zachary pulled out the remote for the vibrator that Heather was currently wearing. “I’ll give you this, and you’ll use it based on my arousal.”

“How would that even work?”

“I don’t know, maybe it won’t. That’s why I want to test it. You are free, of course, to use the remote whenever you want as well, but I’m only giving you the remote if you accept the command.”

Heather eyed the remote with desire. The tentacles had left her rather frustrated, and the chastity belt made it so she couldn’t easily get herself off. “Fine. I accept.”

“Then here.” Zach handed her the remote. “I’m commanding you to use this based on how aroused I am at any time. You will increase the intensity as my arousal increases.”

Heather felt the command take hold. The next moment, she set the remote to the lowest setting and pressed the button. As she did so, she felt she had to increase the intensity.

Zachary smirked, “Well, I can see that works. Thanks for breakfast. I’ll let you get back to your shower.”

Heather bit her lips as she hurried towards the elevator, while still holding down the button, not wanting to collapse in pleasure in front of Zach. Zach wheeled the cart in and placed the food on the table. The two dug into the food rather than begin the conversation that neither of them really wanted to have.

Zach broke the silence first. “So, what was that this morning? I thought things went as well as could be expected yesterday. Especially considering the state you arrived in here.”

Piper frowned as she chewed on a piece of bacon. After swallowing, Piper said, “It’s because of the state I arrived in that things went so well. You said it yourself last night, I was experiencing euphoria. I’m willing to bet that didn’t go away at all yesterday, did it?”

“It did not.”

“Right. This morning, you tried to touch me while I was naked and terrified. I’m still weirded out by you, but I’ll concede I was wrong about you. You aren’t a total creep. That being said, I feel like my reaction this morning was reasonable.”

Zachary was confused. “Why were you terrified?”

Piper rolled her eyes and sarcastically said, “I don’t know, let’s think. I woke up with you on top of me, while I was naked. Then there was the fact that I started thinking about yesterday and realized I definitely wouldn’t have been comfortable doing some of those things if not for the tentacle slime. THEN there was the fact that I couldn’t react normally because I HAD to remain calm. THAT made me freak out because of how much control you have over me. Which IS reasonable.”

“Fine, but I think I’ve shown I’m not going to do that to you.”

“For now. Until, of course, I tick you off. Then I’m up for some corrections. You’ve explicitly threatened that. So again, it is reasonable for me to be afraid of your power over me. Hell, you don’t even have to be upset with me. You could just get drunk and make changes to me. Speaking of those changes. Have you made your decision?” Piper deflated a little as she ended her small tirade.

“Mostly. I’d like your thoughts on a few things I’m considering.” Piper simply nodded for Zach to continue. “I was thinking of upping your drive to work out regularly.”

“Ugh!” Piper was imagining the misery she would be going through.

“Piper… wouldn’t you like to know if your stats are fixed now or if you can improve them naturally? This is actually something that I thought about a lot last night. In a lot of RPGs, simply running around won’t raise your endurance, no matter how long you do it. What if that’s you now? Same with skills. What if you can’t improve at anything that I don’t allocate to your build?”

“Fuck!” Piper was pissed because Zachary was right; that was a distinct possibility.

Zach continued, “Now, there are a few other things I was considering investing a small amount of points in. Like, your libido, —”

“Seriously!?”

“Piper, this entire situation is all about me having sex with all of you. Don’t you think it might help a bit if you desired to do stuff a bit more than you currently do?”

“What about my mom? Pretty sure a person’s libido is a physical thing based on body chemistry.”

“I can ask her if you are concerned about that.”

Piper grimaced, as she really didn’t want Zach to start talking to her mother about anything to do with the app. “Please don’t.”

“Then don’t hide behind her either. You don’t get to play the ‘concerned for mom card’ and tell me not to ask her if she has a problem with it. I was going to increase your attraction to me a bit more as well.”

“Could I convince you not to do that?” Piper replied as she grimaced and looked away from Zach.

Zach frowned, “What’s the issue with it? You asked for it yesterday.”

“Yeah, when I was effectively high. I find you plenty attractive now. That is sort of the issue.”

“Because I’m a creep, and you don’t want to be attracted to a creep?”

“I already apologized for being wrong about you earlier. It doesn’t immediately change how I see you, though.”

“You actually didn’t,” Zach replied flatly.

Piper looked back at him, confused. “Yes, I did.”

“No. You didn’t apologize. You said you were wrong, that I wasn’t a total creep. You didn’t actually apologize. Also, that qualifier you used rather undercut your message.”

“Whatever.” Piper didn’t feel like trying to defend herself right now. “I still don’t like you. So being more attracted to you would be really annoying. It wouldn’t kill you to be the one to show a bit of goodwill, especially since you are the one with the power in this relationship. Why can’t you just give me positive stuff?”

“The better question is, why should I? You’ve continued to insult me and have repeatedly said you don’t like me. I doubt you would even restrain yourself as much as I intend to, in my position.”

“I absolutely would.”

Zachary gave Piper a disbelieving look.

“I would!” Piper exclaimed at him.

Zach closed his eyes and stroked his chin, clearly thinking about something. A moment later, he opened his eyes and said, “Fine.”

Piper perked up, “Fine, as in you will do something like make me smarter?”

“No. See, I don’t actually believe you that if our positions were reversed, you would be kind to me. I’m going to give you a chance to prove it, and if you do, I’ll give you what you want.”

“If it’s sucking your dick—”

“It’s not, nor is it anything sexual.”

“Okay, I can accept a put up or shut up situation. As long as whatever it is you want me to do isn’t crazy.”

“Good. Piper, you are to answer my questions with total honesty.” Zachary’s command hit Piper mentally, and her eyes went wide. “Now I want you to take some time and think about your answer. If our positions were reversed, where you had the harem and could distribute these points for me, how would you distribute them and why?”

Piper bit her lips, glad that Zach had said to take some time because even with that, she felt an urge to blurt out an answer that would probably have killed her chances of getting what she wanted. Piper pulled out her phone to look at her various stats and thought about what she would do to Zach with the points if she could.

Zach resumed eating breakfast, letting her mull over her answer.

Piper knew her initial answer had been to increase his penis size and height a little, followed by his muscles. The more she thought about it, though, the more she realized that deep down, that isn’t what she would do first. Fuck! Fuckity fuck fuck! Piper realized that, truthfully, she wouldn’t trust Zach to do anything with her without some significant safeguards. Safeguards like increasing his submission or loyalty. Piper started constructing a list, trying to minimize the damage, but found it hard because of Zach’s command. Coming up with some justifications that wouldn’t make her look like the monster she was complaining Zach was being was also rather difficult.

Around thirty minutes later, as Zach was finishing cleaning up the remnants of breakfast, he asked, “So, do you have an answer to my question? How would you distribute the points?”

Piper hung her head. “I have an answer for you. Here I’ll let you read and then explain.” Not that that will do much good.

Piper handed Zach a written list.

• Penis size (Length girth separate?) +3 (6pts or 12pts if separate)
• Muscles +2 (3pts)
• Height +4 (10 pts)
• Submission/devotion/loyalty +2 initially (3+pts), probably more later as needed (20+pts?).
• Oral skills +5 (15pts)
• Attraction to me +4 (10 pts)

Piper winced in fear as Zach finished reading the list and looked up at her. He waited for her to explain, putting the list down on the table. For a moment, Piper saw a little bit of smugness that he had been right, but mostly she saw disappointment. Had he been hoping to be proven wrong? “So… obviously, those aren’t all super nice options. Personally, I think the muscles and height are purely positive. Penis size, too.” Zach continued to give her a nonplussed stare, waiting for her to get to the obviously problematic one. “The skill is just that, right? A skill.”

“Mmmhmmm, and the stats where you turn me into your servant?”

“As I got to thinking about the stats, I realized if I made you bigger and stronger, I would eventually need a way to handle you back home. So it was more of a precaution than anything.” Piper felt the command to be totally honest kick in, and she said, “And I would find it really hot for you to essentially have to serve me as my butler for the rest of your life. Fuck! Zach I—”

“Save it. I don’t care.” Zachary said sternly.

Piper recoiled in her chair, realizing just how badly this had backfired on her.

“I figured it would be something like this.”

Piper was trembling and managed to stammer out, “Wi-will you be, do-doing this to me?”

“No.” Piper calmed considerably. “But I’m not going to change my stance either, and unless you have a specific suggestion to increase, then I think I’m just going to lock in what changes I’ve picked out.”

Piper shook her head, “Not really. Will you tell me what the changes are?”

“Not right now. I’ve got a date to get ready for with Melinda, though I think most will be obvious anyway.” Zach tapped away on his phone a few times and locked in the changes.

Current Build for Piper:

• Breasts from A-Cup to G-Cup (21 pts)
• Physical attraction to Master from 5/10 to 6/10 (3pts)
• Libido from 2/10 to 4/10 (10 pts)
• Drive to work out from 1/10 to 5/10 (10 pts)
• Nipple sensitivity from 5/10 to 7/10 (3 pts)
• Praise Kink from 2/10 to 5/10 (21 pts)
• Honesty from 5/10 to 6.5/10 (6 pts)
• Free Points Remaining: 1

Piper noticed one change immediately as her breasts swelled once again. She was pretty sure that they were now the same size her mom’s had been yesterday morning. Her shirt was barely containing her enlarged breasts, and her midriff was completely bare, with the shirt riding up considerably. The only other obvious change she could pinpoint was that her nipples seemed to be far more sensitive than before, which was rather noticeable with them pushing against her shirt.

Zach stood up, “Figured I’d give you the breasts you said you envied yesterday. Now, as I said, I’ve got a date to get ready for, so if you would.” Zach gestured towards the door.

Piper stood and took a moment to adjust to her new center of gravity. She wrapped her arms under her breasts to provide some support until she could get a bra. She headed towards the door, and Zachary walked her to it and opened it for her.

She was going to leave in silence, but Zachary said as she stepped out of the room. “Piper, I’m serious about being willing to use the points for your benefit, but that is only after you change your attitude. You clearly still think I’m beneath you.” Piper just nodded and made to leave, but Zach asked a question as she did so. “Oh, I wanted to know. What is the thing you most want me to upgrade, but are too embarrassed to admit to it?”

Piper didn’t turn around but said, “My sexual aggressiveness.” Piper hurried to the elevator to prevent Zach from asking her any more questions.

Zach silently chuckled to himself as he considered her response. Yeah, that tracks. She’s a massive pervert but is actually unwilling to explore any of her kinks. Zach decided to open the app and stick the last point in her response, bringing it up to a 1.5 out of 10. He went back inside to think over how to approach his date with Melinda.

Xin once again found herself being squeezed like a teddy bear by Lynn. Xin sighed. Guess giving her an extra pillow to squeeze didn’t work. Xin noticed some of her newly red hair. She picked up a strand of hair and looked at it more closely. Yeah, this is getting taken off. Xin got up. This time, she didn’t care if she bothered Lynn.

Lynn grumbled, losing her cuddle buddy, and sat up yawning. They both saw Willoughby with a hint of a smile on his face for the first time. Not that it lasted long. He greeted them. “Good morning, Lady Bowen and Miss Lee.” He put such delightful emphasis on Xin’s title that both knew it couldn’t be good.

Lynn was the one to break the tension that was forming. “So Bob, what’s on tap for today?”

Bob looked actively annoyed at the selected name, more so than normal. “For you, Lady Bowen, I have selected for you to choose from: a nice sundress and hat, a rather slinky number similar to your outfit from yesterday afternoon, and finally, what I’m calling Executive Secretary.”

Lynn asked, “Do I have anything on my schedule that would be impacted by which outfit I choose, like I did yesterday?”

“No, you do not.”

Lynn walked over to the table, found both schedules, and skimmed them before wincing while reading Xin’s schedule. “Um… Xin, you should read this.”

Lynn walked over and handed her the schedule.

Xin’s Schedule.

• 6 am: Get up, Shower, Get Dressed, Apply Makeup
• 7 am: Breakfast
• 8 am: Punishment tutoring: Oral Skills
• 10 am: Physical Exercise
• Noon: Lunch
• 1 pm: Music practice - Violin
• 3 pm: Study time
• 5 pm: Dinner
• 6 pm: Masturbate to completion while imagining blowing your Master
• 8 pm: Free time
• 10 pm: Curfew

Lynn’s schedule

• 6 am: Get up, Shower, Get Dressed, Apply Makeup
• 7 am: Breakfast
• 8 am: Physical Exercise
• 10 am: Consultation with the Master
• Noon: Lunch
• 1 pm: Free Time
• 5 pm: Etiquette Lessons
• 6 pm: Dinner
• 7 pm: Etiquette Lessons Continued
• 10 pm: Curfew

Xin blanched when reading the Punishment tutoring. “What does the oral skills lesson entail exactly?”

Bob had the slightest smirk but didn’t otherwise answer her.

Xin swore, “Shit. Lynn, could you come to my music practice? Please.”

“Sure. Bob, I want you to know that this punishment for her is bullshit.”

“Lady Bowen, your feedback has been noted.” He then muttered, “And discarded.” Then he continued with delight. “I told Miss Lee that there would be consequences. Would the young Miss care to see her clothing options?”

Xin groaned, hearing the delight in his voice, and knew that the options would be bad. The first option was definitely a Gyaru style combined with a delinquent schoolgirl. It’s so revealing. The second option was a sluttier version of her outfit from yesterday, with the same wig, this time styled into twintails. The last outfit confused her. It was a nice, if fairly girly, long pink dress, though it also came with a blonde wig. “Um, what’s up with the last outfit?”

Lynn said, “It’s a trap. You’ll be dumb as bricks in that outfit. Which, now that I think about it, could be catastrophic for you.”

Bob’s eye twitched slightly in annoyance at Lynn’s response, making her confident that she was right. Xin said, “Not that I want to be dumb, but why would that be a catastrophe?”

“What do you think would happen if you forgot about something on your schedule? Especially because you were so horny you couldn’t think about anything else. I know the other two are revealing, but don’t pick the last option. Bob, I’ll take the secretary option. Xin, if you want my opinion, I’d take the goth option again.”

Xin tilted her head to one side, “Why? I’m worried that my hair will get a permanent dye job if I keep picking it.”

“A few reasons. First, red hair looks good on you. Second, you’ll definitely be getting a bunch of blonde wigs eventually. Third, Bob technically displayed the outfits but conveniently didn’t point out the bottle of spray tan that comes with the first outfit. I’m willing to bet that is a particularly durable spray tan, too. When I talk with Zach, I’ll see if I can get him to alter our schedules some.”

Lynn stepped into the bathroom to shower. Leaving Xin to fret over her outfit choice. Ultimately, she followed Lynn’s suggestion and chose the even more revealing goth schoolgirl outfit.

When the two were done with their morning routine and as they made their way to breakfast, Lynn told Xin, “I know this might be rough this morning, but try to hang in there, and even if things are humiliating or embarrassing, try to tough it out. I have a feeling that repeated infractions will lead to worse punishments.”

“I know I just don’t know if I’ll be able to make it to my music practice even. You’ve seen what it’s been like these past two nights after I had to masturbate.”

“I know. Xin, you can do this. I’ll try to see if Zachary can pull you away to play for him earlier than your practice.”

Xin wrapped Lynn in a hug. “Thanks, I really appreciate it.”

The two stepped off the elevator and went to eat.

Caroline and Melinda felt cramped. Their bed already required the two of them to press up against one another. Melinda had worn a nurse’s outfit to bed so Caroline wouldn’t grope her repeatedly all night. Caroline did still grope her, though, as apparently it wasn’t sexy enough to completely negate Melinda’s transformation, or Melinda thought that maybe Caroline was just rather handsy in her sleep. Next time I’m the big spoon. Melinda thought to herself.

Shortly before they were released from their bed, Melinda felt Caroline’s bosom swell against her back. Caroline stifled a squeak of pleasure as her newly sensitive nipples pressed into Melinda’s back. Caroline sighed and said, “Please try not to move. I can’t back up anymore, and I think my nipples are more sensitive than before.”

Melinda grunted, “It’s okay. Did your breasts get even bigger than last night?”

“Yes. Zach mentioned he would be increasing Piper’s bust last night. I guess he had more points to allocate.”

“You don’t seem particularly upset,” Melinda replied.

“I’m not thrilled, but if he refuses to use the points, Delilah will do it instead. Bigger breasts aren’t the end of the world. Allegedly, Piper actually requested this. Are you going to be okay today?”

“I’m not sure.” Melinda wrapped her arms around herself. “I told you what happened last night. I’m going to meet him at noon, but I don’t know if that is because he intends to punish me, let me take him on a date, or both.”

“I can hardly believe what you told me about last night. That you’re willing to accept so much and that Zachary assaulted you. It infuriates me that I can’t do anything about it.” Caroline pulled Melinda closer to her to comfort the woman.

“I already told you, I know I messed up. Even if you think I don’t deserve all of this, I most assuredly deserve some punishment.”

Caroline lightly shook her head, “To what end? I know we disagree about that and likely aren’t going to, which is fine. Don’t let this continue forever, though.”

Melinda sighed, “I might not have a choice in the matter.”

The pod finally opened, freeing the two of them. They wasted no time getting up, glad to be able to stretch. Melinda looked at Caroline’s new bust. “Damn, those are massive now. Will your clothes even fit anymore?”

Caroline shook her head, “Not the bras, at least. Maybe some of the looser shirts. I also have plenty of sweaters, which should be able to stretch so I won’t need a whole new wardrobe, but I’ll likely have to make a trip to the store to buy some new clothes. Want to come with me after breakfast? Maybe spend some of your BP as well?”

“Oh, right, I didn’t tell you yesterday. I went shopping with Lynn last night.”

Caroline immediately frowned, hearing that. “You didn’t see what she bought by chance, did you? It seemed like she was intending to buy something to use on Heather or me.”

“I know exactly what she bought, and it doesn’t affect either you or Heather.”

“What did she buy then?”

“Not telling you.”

“Why not? Melinda, Lynn is bad news and definitely going to mess with all of us.”

“I’m not an idiot, Caroline. Of course, Lynn is bad news for the rest of us.”

Caroline’s frown deepened. “Then why not tell me what she bought?”

“Because I told her I’d keep the purchases to myself. She might be trouble, but it’s really easy to mitigate the trouble if you just realize one very crucial thing about Lynn.”

Caroline raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation.

Melinda said, “Lynn is infatuated with Zach to an unhealthy degree. The thing is, right now we need to play into that fact. Which is particularly easy for me as I’m mostly predisposed to currently do things that will make her happy.”

“I’m not sure it is wise to feed her obsession with Zachary,” Caroline said with a scowl while looking through her wardrobe for something that might fit her new bust.

“Caroline, right now, do you really think Zach would believe any of us if we came to him with complaints about her?”

Caroline shrugged, “Maybe not you, or Heather, but I think even you two have a fairly easy way to convince him. Just ask him to order you to tell the truth. It’s what I intend to do when I bring up my issues with her. He needs to be aware of how she’s acting. Right now, he isn’t interacting with all of us each day, so he isn’t seeing how she’s treating the rest of us.” Melinda was debating which outfit to wear up to Zach’s room. She held up the two choices and asked Caroline, “Which would you go with in my shoes?”

Caroline looked at the two choices. The first was a very slutty nurse's outfit. The other was blue jeans, a long-sleeved shirt, and a jacket. “That depends. Do you want him groping you? Also, you said you had an actual date planned. Without knowing what that date is, I can’t say what’s more appropriate.”

Melinda sighed, “Want might be a strong word. I do need some points to prevent my elimination, though.”

“Then I would pick the second option, but maybe take the other outfit just in case.”

Melinda nodded, shoved the nurse's outfit into the duffel bag she was packing, and started to change into her outfit. Her new curves filled out the jeans incredibly well, to the point she had to jump up and down a few times to get them up over her hips, causing her breasts to bounce considerably and occasionally bump into nearby furniture. Caroline made sure to stay at the back of the room so as not to collide with Melinda.

Caroline said, “I thought you bought new clothes. Why are those so tight?”

“I only bought new nurses' outfits and two regular sets of clothes, but those are both still slutty. Besides, tight-fitting jeans aren’t a bad choice for a date.”

“If you say so.” Caroline shrugged. “What are you doing with Zachary anyway?”

“Again, not telling. Nothing against you, Caroline, but it’s possible that he refuses to let me take him on the date. In that case, I’d like to be able to use the idea later and not have it swiped away from me.”

“I wouldn’t do that!” Caroline said indignantly.

“Maybe, but you mention it to anyone else, and I could see Piper, Lynn, or Xin taking the idea. This is a competition, and I don’t really know any of you.”

Caroline stood and put her hands on her hips in a way only an annoyed mother can manage. “We should be trying to work together to get through this and not be trying to get a bunch of advantages over one another.”

Melinda scoffed, “Sure, and if the stakes were lower, I might agree, but you and Piper are the ones I feel like I could count on the least to be on my side when things count. When it comes down to it, both of you will prioritize the other over the rest of us.” Melinda pulled the long-sleeved shirt on, not bothering to put on a bra as she didn’t own any that still fit. “Look, Caroline, I’m not saying that I’m going to be cutthroat and buy sabotages from the store to screw others over, but I’m also not going to give up any advantage for myself either. You going to come to breakfast with me, or do you plan to wait for Piper?”

“I’m waiting for Piper. I figure that they shouldn’t be too much longer considering that it was a little while ago when my bust increased, meaning they have been up for a little bit.”

Melinda nodded, “Well, I’ll see you around, I guess. Enjoy having the pod to yourself tonight. It’s far more comfortable with only one person in it. If I don’t see you tomorrow before you head up to Zach’s suite, good luck on your night with him.”

“Thanks, and I hope things go well for you today.”

Melinda left the room, while Caroline sat down and stared at her phone, debating when she should message Piper. Ten minutes passed when she was about to text Piper when there was a knock on the door. Caroline went and opened it to find Piper waiting on the other side. Caroline saw her daughter, smiled, and wrapped her in a hug. “Piper! Sweetie, are you okay?” Caroline gave Piper a once-over, taking in her new figure. “I knew he increased your bust, but wow, those seem so much bigger on your frame than they did on mine.”

“I’m fine. I could do with a bit less of the mothering routine.” Piper complained but didn’t pull away from her mom.

“Never going to happen. Now come in. It’s a bit cramped, but we can still sit and talk easily enough.” Caroline led the way towards the back of the room, pulling out a chair after she passed it for Piper to use, then sitting in another one a few feet away. With a stern expression, Caroline asked, “So, what all did he change? The only things I’ve noticed are my breasts and nipples. Did he change more, or is that it?”

“There’s more, but I don’t know everything. I know he made it, so I would want to work out more, while also making it so I find him more attractive. Zach also mentioned that he thought about increasing my libido, but I’m not sure.”

Caroline frowned, “I guess there could be worse things. Still, he should have just made you healthier and smarter. Not change you however he wanted.”

“Mom, don’t get into this with him. Seriously! Some of the changes I actually asked for.”

“He did mention that in his message to me last night,” Caroline said skeptically. “How do I know that you aren’t just telling me that because of something he did to you?”

Piper groaned and knew this would be a problem for her mom. “You CAN’T! Just drop it. I get you’re worried, but it could be a lot worse. I’m not thrilled about suddenly wanting to work out regularly, but from the sound of things, that might not be a permanent change. Even if it is,” Piper changed to an incredibly sarcastic tone, “OH NO! Whatever will I do? I have to keep myself in shape! What a tragedy!”

Caroline wasn’t amused. “Could you take this a bit more seriously?”

“Mom, you need to let this go and stop being so stuffy about things.”

Caroline relented, seeing she wasn’t going to win this battle. “Fine. Do you want to go shopping together? Since I think we both need some new tops and bras.”

“Sure, though I think I can wear at least some of your stuff since Zach decided to give me the same cup size as you had before the changes. Mind if I look through your wardrobe before we go to the shop?”

“Knock yourself out. I’m happy to delay dealing with Pita.”

“Who’s Pita?”

“The shopkeeper. She’s a very handsy imp. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t like me.”

Piper stood up and shimmied over to Caroline’s wardrobe. “Well, maybe we’ll get lucky, and only you’ll need new clothes, so it won’t take too long.”

Caroline gave a noncommittal grunt, but clearly didn’t think that would be the case as Piper started rummaging through her clothes.