An unpleasant afternoon

Megan Watson was back in her cell, staring blankly at the ruins of her laptop.

After that chaos in the cafeteria everyone split up.

Nobody paid any attention to her.

Why does she have to put up with this?

She won, right? She actually once in her fucking life won something and still nobody cares.

Of course they don't.

Her victory came down to dumb luck.

But so what?

Effort means nothing. Everything in life comes down to luck.

Why wasn’t she born into a rich family? Why wasn’t she born smart?

Megan was simply unlucky.

Lil’prince didn’t have to scream at her just for that.

It’s not like she wanted to be here. It was his fault for writing such disgusting fanfictions. And darkprincess for riling her up.

She did nothing wrong.

Seriously, she never even did anything physically to him, so why is she lumped together with all these human trash here?

But whatever.

It’s over now.

All she has to do is wait until she gets turned into a cumdump fuckpuppet for Lil’Prince.

That’s all she’s ever going to be good at.

Megan’s mind switched between being terrified by that outcome and being weirdly ok with it.

It was under these circumstances that her sanctuary was once again disturbed.

“Hey Meg! How you’re doing?”

Darkprincess waltzed into the cell as if she owned the place.

“These are the slave accommodations huh?”, darkprincess looked around the small place with a tad too happy smile on her lips. “Geez, you really got screwed over. Your former roommate got an upgrade instead!”

That’s when Megan noticed the Big Boobed slut hovering just before the entrance. She was scary at first. But compared to darkprincess, this nerd was nothing.

“W-what do you want?”, Megan pressed out. Choosing to actually speak for once.

Darkprincess smiled happily. “Oh, just checking in on you. Things turned a bit spicy earlier, so we wanted to make sure you’re ok.”

“Y-yeah”, Megan mumbled “I-I’m fine...”

“Ah...Big Sis Carol actually has a few things to say to you too!”

Carol let out a sigh as Kikki pulled her into the cell.

This was completely Peshkova’s idea of course but the half-imp had a point.

It was true that her Mistress...de Sade, took credit for Watson’s mental decline but in reality no such order was given to Carol.

De Sade simply saw an opportunity for more discord and took it.

In truth, Watson’s refusal to work was detrimental towards de Sade’s interests. As such, Carol doubted she would have an issue with her remedying the situation.

“Watson”, Carol started, trying to bring some of her former fire back into her voice. “You will have to do your job.”

Watson was not pleased to hear this.

“W-why should I?”

“Because if you do not, Black will end up with a massive amount of victory points”, the red haired nerd explained calmly. “48 to be exact. With the points she has already accumulated, that would be enough to declare her the victor.”

This wasn’t technically true. Black would still have to carry these points over the finish line but the two girls did agree that there was no reason to confuse Watson with technicalities.

“S-so what?”, Watson blurted out. “I...d-don’t give a fuck...if the slut wins.”

“Really?”, Peshkova cocked her head. “After this morning, I find that hard to believe.”

“B-Believe it. I-I’m not the only one who will get eliminated this way. And then Lil’Prince will hate the slut for it. Hehe.”

So, Watson was not completely oblivious to the rules, Carol thought. At current points value, she herself would barely be safe as well. But that was far too risky a gamble to take.

"You all deserve it!", Watson screeched. "Fucking normies! I drag you all down with me!"

Peshkova's smile never wavered. "Hm, ok, we expected this. Big Sis Carol, do your thing."

Carol was not a fan of what had to happen now, but understood that it was necessary. She quickly moved towards Watson and before the NEET had any chance to escape, pulled her into a hug.

Megan tried to resist, but her struggles didn’t last very long, certainly not long after her face was squished into Carol’s massive tits.

Kikki meanwhile slowly skipped over and knelt down next to Megan. “Ok, Meg. You do realize that you have to do your job, right?”

The half-imp only got a few muffled grunts in response. That’s fair, not that Megan can really talk like this.

Kikki could use her stone here, but she needed it for something else later. Besides, Meg was pretty much eating out of the palm of her hand as is.

Speaking of palm, the half-imp stuck hers out and gently stroke the NEET on the head. “You will be a good girl for me, right?”

It was hard to gauge Megan’s reaction, so Kikki waited a bit longer before nodding towards Carol.

“Ok, Big Sis, I think you can let her go now.”

Carol did, and the NEET timidly looked between the two.

You could tell at a glance that Megan was much calmer now. The effect seemed to linger as well. Doctor Hayabusa had a point, Carol was forced to admit. Periodic usage of her breasts might have prevented the ugly scene today.

“You will do your job now, right?”

Kikki asked with a big smile.

Megan exhaled slowly. She was calm, but that calmness allowed her to look at matters more rationally.

Not working would have catastrophic consequences for her.

“Yes, I will do it.”, Megan said and for once her speech almost sounded normal.

Kikki’s smile turned wider. “Awesome! As it happens I have a place I want you to escort me in the afternoon, so why don’t you get ready and grab a bite to eat? I catch you at the eatery later.”

There wasn’t much for Megan to “get ready” to. She was naked, obviously. Looks like the Doggie took of with her swimsuit.

Kikki’s tail flicked forward and gave Megan a smack on her bony butt. That set her running.

The younger girl giggled as she watched the NEET’s butt rush out of her cell before turning her attention back to her roommate. “As per our arrangement, I let you take credit for this, Big Sis Carol. This should get you some nice juicy points with Big Bro!”

“Why?”, Carol asked suspiciously.

She understood that Peshkova would ultimately benefit too if Black does not get any more points. But why would she hand over this accomplishment to her?

Kikki smiled in response and grabbed her stone.

“Because…”

Then suddenly Carol vanished into thin air.

For a few moments Kikki stared blankly at the now vacant space.

Huh.

That’s annoying.

…

..

.

Once again, Ashley found himself at the fancy french restaurant he visited on his very first day here. That was only four days ago but it felt like half a year had passed since.

Of course, now he was sitting here with no pants on.

Because of course, of course on the one day he was wearing actual pants, not a tunic, he had to drop them to expose his panties in order to prevent Liz from tearing de Sade’s throat out.

It did the trick though. While Liz did not lose her apprehension against de Sade, she was calm enough to make herself comfortable under the table.

Well, relatively calm.

Pets were apparently not allowed in here, but all it took was a word from De Sade to get her in anyways.

“Carol convinced her to work?”, Ashley recapped what his lunch date just told him.

“Indeed”, de Sade took a sip from her wine. “She was acting on my orders, of course.”

“Figures”, Ashley responded bitterly. “Megan not working would have given Dahlia points. So, the whole point of this show was just to piss me off, huh?”

“You should try the appetizers. They are quite delectable.”

“I’m not hungry”, the master responded, glancing towards the blue...things. “How’s Megan? How exactly did Carol “convince” her?”

De Sade delicately picked one of the small balls up and popped it into her mouth. “A pity. More for your pet then, I suppose.”

“You said you would answer my questions”, Ashley said tersely.

His teacher smiled coyly. “I’d said I would be delighted. Not that I would do it for free.”

The master clicked his tongue. Of course, of course it would be something like this again.

De Sade clearly was not bothered in the slightest by the master's unease. “Mr. Pompadour. Handouts are not my style. I am a proponent of mutually beneficial exchanges. Not unlike your little sister actually.”

Hearing Kikki come up immediately made him tense up even more.

“Oh yes”, the purple haired woman continued. “I am quite aware of what occurred yesterday.”

“...what?”

“She is quite precocious isn't she? With her attempts to put a leash on you. Of course I am also aware what transpired the date before with the doctor or before that.”

Ashley was staring stone faced at the appetizers in front of him.

“Why are you telling me that?”

“Come now, Mr. Pompadour”, his date said while popping another of the blue balls into her mouth. “You are more clever than that.”

Liz was growling again, so Ashley petted her head to calm her down. “You are offering me information.”

“What I offer you, Mr. Pompadour, is knowledge. Knowledge that will allow you to navigate this stormy sea you find yourself lost in.”

…

“And the price?”

De Sade smiled. “Why, I only crave one thing from you, Mr. Pompadour. To be entertained.”

Liz growl was reinvigorated. Ashley could hardly blame her for it. “Sit”, he whispered, just to be on the safe side.

His lunch date was not bothered by thateither as she casually munched on her appetizers. “Why don’t we make a game out of it? You may ask me any question you wish and I will answer truthfully. After each answer, I will make a request of you. You are free to deny my request at any time and I am free to refuse to answer, in both instances the game will end. The loser will be whoever ends the game first. Their punishment will be to have to pay for this lunch.”

“A game”, Ashley chuckled derisively. “This is just a game for you, is it?”

“It is”, de Sade casually admitted. “I would like for you to strip out of the rest of your clothes now.”

Ashley eyes bulged. “W-wait, that counted? I wasn’t ready!”

“How unfortunate. Would you care to end the game then?”

De Sade watched Ashley’s flushing with a smile. “I do have some information regarding your sister. Information, I can assure you will be well worth showing a bit of skin,

A part of Ashley knew he was just getting strung along here. But another part wanted to know what she had to say. Reluctantly he pulled his shirt off.

Meanwhile de Sade munched on her hors d'oeuvre, as if this occurrence was something utterly mundane. “Very good, Mr. Pompadour. You may keep your panties on. We wouldn’t want to make the mutt make a scene in this fine establishment.”

And so the master found himself sitting in a fancy restaurant with nothing but a pair of golden panties on.

made the master strip for you +1 VP (Doubled to +2VP)

Even though they were the only guests in the restaurant, this was rather embarrassing.

“Millions of people are watching this season”, de Sade casually remarked. “A rather low number yes, still it should nonetheless suffice in curing you of your bashfulness.”

It didn’t. And Liz staring at him from beneath the table with a confused (and somewhat hungry) look didn’t help.

“M-My turn”, Ashley stated quickly, trying to best ignore the fact that he was now almost completely naked. “What information do you have about Kikki?”

There was a decent chance, de Sade was just making stuff. up. If so, he would end this “date” immediately.”

The question seemed to amuse de Sade. “Kristina Peshkova was born 19 years ago on the 31th of October 2006 at 15:33 P.M as the daughter of Potemkin Peshkova and Catherine Mikhail in a certain government facility. She arrived a month earlier than expected and had to be put under artificial respiration. She pulled through after two days of intense battle. She was slightly underweight. Beyond that, the early stages of her infancy proceeded with little of note. Her teething began at a rather early four months, of particular note here would be her fifth molar which…”

“What are you doing?”, Ashley interrupted her.

“Answering your question, Mr. Pompadour”, de Sade smiled. “I know a great many things about your little sister.”

"Really?" Ashley glared at her. "Because Kikki's birthday's on the 30th of October."

De Sade raised an eyebrow. "That is not so."

"You think I don't know the birthday of my own sister. It's the 30th. One day before Halloween."

"Then she must have lied to you. My information is never wrong."

Ashley sighed loudly and rolled his eyes. "Look, I don't really care, ok? Can we move on to what's relevant?"

For once de Sade was actually obliging him. "Yesterday, right before the challenge, your sister was gifted a stone with her fanmail. Said stone allows her to manipulate her surroundings and bend them to their will.”

For a moment, Ashley wasn’t sure he heard her correctly. “W-what...?”

De Sade sighed softly. “A competent host would have never allowed for such a balance breaking item to make it through customs, yet alas. During your date, Miss Peshkova used her stones ability, right after she embraced you.”

Ashley widened his eyes. He was almost ready to call de Sade out on her bullshit but, she know that Kikki hugged him.

And...knowing this, a lot of things suddenly made a lot more sense.

“Are you saying...you mean she mind controlled me?”

That prompted a chuckle from the purple haired woman. “That was another question. You are slipping, Mr. Pompadour.”

The master let out a curse.

“Your clumsiness is quite amusing, so I will give you a simple order. Eat your hors d'oeuvre. They would be wasted on that unwashed mongrel.”

Ashley begrudgingly did. He needed to find out more about this stone. And this was an easy enough request to fulfill. They were even rather tasty.

“What your sister possesses is nothing as grandiose as mind control”, his date assured while she watched him eat. “It can be viewed as a probability enhancer. If there is even the slightest chance of your sister succeeding at a task, usage of the stone will ensure she will.”

…

Ashley swallowed.

Even if it wasn’t technically mind control, this was a tremendously frightening power to possess. And it explained how easily Kikki managed to put him under her thumb yesterday.

Worst of all was how natural it felt. With de Sade’s aura of fear it was easy to tell by the girls reactions. But this? It never even occurred to Ashley that he was manipulated.

Even now.

How much of his actions are even his own right now?

De Sade nodded pleased, as Ashley finished the balls. “Very good. Your turn again.”

Right, he needed to ask something else. He needed to find out more about this stone.

But...he drew a blank. How should he even formulate his question to maximize the information gained?

“The key to Miss Marvelous cage is hidden somewhere in the Penguin Aquarium.”

“I...I didn’t ask for that!”, Ashley sputtered.

His date only smiled.

“Would you care for me to erase the information from your mind?”

Ashley recoiled. There was no way she could do that, right?

But he also did not want to risk it.

Sahara needed all the help she could get. It’s fine, he simply needed to fulfill de Sade’s next request.

The penguin aquarium. Ashley remembered that name. This was...right under the manager suite. He couldn’t get in there last time but Dahlia should be able to help.

As he was pondering, the main course arrived. Chilean Seabass, with a side dish of sweet potatoes. Ashley wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of seafood. Maybe he could discreetly chuck the thing down to Liz?

“I decided on my next request”, de Sade said while delicately cutting the fillet into smaller and smaller pieces. “No more questions about your sister's stone.”

“W-what? Why?”

De Sade didn’t even bother to look at him. “Because it bores me. And really now? Again?”

The master felt like he could slap himself.

“You seem tense”, de Sade observed. “Let me help you with that. For my next request I’d like you to allow that little canine companion of yours to suck you off.”

Ashley’s eyes bulged. “H-huh?”

“You heard me”, de Sade responded casually.

The master shook his head. No, this is a line he won’t cross. There is no way he will force Liz to do that!

“I said nothing about force”, the teacher smirked. “Just liberate your organ from its confines. The crossbreed will do the rest.”

…

This is ridiculous.

There is absolutely no reason he should go along with these demented demands.

But this opportunity.

He wasn’t sure it would ever come again.

…

Ashley only had to adjust his panties slightly.

His rock hard dick immediately sprung out.

“WAN-WAN.”

And he could tell, it got Liz’s attention. The dog girl was sniffing the air.

Then she stared at him, or rather, his member.

…

Hold on. Was that a good idea? She’s not going to think this is a sausage or some…

CHOMP!

Uwah!

…

No, he panicked briefly, but while Liz was very eager she was also very gentle and was just eagerly sucking and licking at his dick.

She wasn’t particularly good at it. Certainly nowhere near Carol’s level.

But that didn’t matter. The fact that his former bully was now servicing him under a table was almost by itself enough to send him over the edge.

“It appears you are enjoying yourself.”

“A-ah!”

He forgot about de Sade!

From her vantage point, she couldn’t actually see the action, but that didn’t seem to particularly bother her. De Sade appeared perfectly content to simply watch Ashley’s expression.

“Now, your next question?”, she asked, before taking the first bite of her meal.

Oh...oh crap.

He didn’t even think about it!

And concentrating was rather difficult right now!

His lunch partner clearly was in no hurry, as she calmly continued her meal. “Nothing? Are you already satisfied, Mr. Pompadour?”

He was most certainly not. As eager as Liz was in servicing his dick, she didn't quite manage to get an orgasm out of him.

“Incidentally, those hors d'oeuvre you devoured happen to come with an amusing side effect.”

Ashley did not like where this was going.

“Each one of those acts as a minor orgasm blocker, A single one is only good for five minutes. that beeing the case, you did eat about twenty of them…”

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

Why? Why in all hells is this always happening to him?

“They also emit a certain pheromone that makes your penis quite irresistible to the opposite gender. At least to the ones without any self control.”

What mentally deranged madman came up with that?

“Now then, Mr. Pompadour. Your question.”

Fuck!

What was he even supposed to ask here? He can’t think for shit!

Liz was obviously still keeping up her ministrations. It felt good, his dick was rock hard, but no matter how much he wanted it, no orgasm was forthcoming.

“L-Liz!”, he finally blurted out, not to the dog girl herself but to his date.

De Sade raised an eyebrow. “What of her?”

“W-will she be cured by tomorrow?”

The question seemed to have caught even his unflappable teacher off guard.

She put her cutlerly down and stared at him. “What an asinine question, Mr. Pompadour.”

“C-can’t answer?”, Ashley spat back. “Guess this is my victory then! But then again...it kinda was when you couldn't even get Kikki's birthday right!"

"My birthday was correct "De Sade sighed, suddenly looking surprisingly deflated. “And yes, your precious little mutt will return to her usual self by tomorrow. I suggest you have your fill of her today.

Ashley grunted in response.

“My next request”, de Sade spoke, her voice now having an impatient edge to it. “If you had to pick four contestants to be eliminated, who would they be?”

…

“W-what?”

“You heard me well enough. Mr. Pompadour. Who would be your picks?”

“W-why are you asking me that?”

De Sade stared at him. “Are you refusing to answer? Then the game ends here.”

“I-I’m not”, Ashley gritted his teeth, trying to focus despite the mix of pleasure and dread he was currently feeling. “You would be one of them. Obviously.”

“Obviously”, de Sade smiled. “Who else?”

“Carol. She is aiding you, so of course she is on the chopping block. I intend to tell her as much today.”

“Those were the obvious choices", de Sade stated calmly while resuming her meal.

Ashley took a deep breath. He could just say some names but...why does this feel so significant?

He barely noticed it, but beneath him, Liz had stopped sucking him off.

“Megan”, he finally pressed out. “She’s too uncooperative! I want to save her but…”

“I asked for names, not justifications, Mr. Pompadour”, de Sade interrupted him. “Who is your final choice? Who would you wish to see eliminated?”

He remembered his very first night here, when his maid Cherry asked him a very similar question.

Back then he managed to answer relatively easy, so why does that feel so much harder now?

De Sade was just watching him, enjoying his anguish.

“S-Shizu.”

For the next few seconds, de Sade only stared at him.

“No.”

“W-what do you mean no?”

“That this assortment of contestants is wrong, Mr. Pompadour.”

“I-It’s not!”, he blurted out. "You can't just decide that!"

"Oh, but I can. Did you forgot already? I know everything."

"R-ridicolous!"

“Would you like me to tell you? Which four girls you truly wish to see eliminated?”

De Sade let the offer hang in the air.

She didn’t wait for a response.

“Your sister. You have always despised her. Miss Marvelous, her ongoing incompetence is revolting to you. The fake doctor was correct at least, I grant you that.”

Ashley turned pale. Despite the immense arousal he was in, he could feel nothing but dread.

“And lastly…”

“E-enough!”, Ashley shouted, grabbing Liz by the head and forcefully removing her mouth from his dick. “I heard enough!”

Kissed the master (penis) +1VP

First Time Bonus! +1VP

De Sade barely reacted to the outburst. She only finished the last remaining morsels of her meal.

Then she slowly stood up. “The game is over. I have won, Mr. Pompadour.”

…

..

.

Ora was back in her rose garden, glaring at the screen and stewing.

“My Mistress”, her penguin butler, Lord Preminger bowed. “Preparations for Master Coopers wedding are well underway. I have picked out my gifts and we just received note that the Dame Tracy has abducted the two targets. By your leave, I shall depart momentarily. The Dame Cherry will take over my duties during my absence."

“Uhu.”

“And as instructed, I have sent tapes with your performance today to Mr. Penguin, as well as the hosts, Sally, Shar and Jocelyn. A special viewing will be held at Master Coopers wedding. Unfortunately, the tape to host Becky could not be delivered and the one to host Yuki was returned frozen."

“Cool.”

“And I just received word from penguin expedition Grape-kun. They scouted a very promising locale for our Round One challenge. Construction can begin as early as tomorrow.”

“Whoop-DI-do.”

The butler cleared his beak. “My Mistress, is something amiss?”

“No, but it will be”, the host groused. “Tonight is the date of Miss Brainiac.”

Lord Preminger nodded. “That is so, my mistress.”

“I do not like it! Look how mopey she is! And how mopey the master is! If these two end up together...the date will turn into a super mope session! Ugh, I’m sick of it! Why is my super cute awesome season so depressing? It drives me to drink!”

Ora angrily downed her Cherry Juice.

The butler of course understood his mistresses' woes. “ My Ladyship, am I assuming correctly that you desire to, ah, spice things up a little?”

“Yeah!”

Ora nodded eagerly

And Preminger bowed once more

“Perhaps, I may have a solution.”

…

..

.

FLUP.

“Hweeeee?”

Carol Summers found herself suddenly surrounded by a nightly rose garden.

“W-what is going on?”, the panicked nerd immediately demanded to know.

“Calm yourself, Miss Brainiac”, their host said from the opposite end of the table, elegantly holding a cup of blue mountain tea. “You are not in trouble..oh actually hold on. You totally are!”

“H-huh?”

Ora snapped her fingers. “Preminger! Lay out our grievances!”

The penguin butler cleared his throat and began reading off a comically long document.

The rule violations of Contestant Carol Summers

I) Engaging in illegal unmonitorized activities with another contestant

II) Losing Harem Hotel property

III) Engaging in indecent exposure in a public location

IV) Not holding herself to Harem Hotel’s beauty standards

“T-this is ridiculous”, Carol defended herself. “These charges are made up!”

“Hardly”, the butler penguin responded calmly. “On the very first day of the season you conspired with Madame De Sade to have our cameras cut. On the very same day, you lost the key to your dorm room. Then, a day later, you masturbated in the hedge maze, which is the one area in Ludo Manor where masturbation is explicitly forbidden. Furthermore, you neglected to visit our various facilities, such as the beauty salon or the gym even once to deal with your bodily blemishes. And the less said about your sense of fashion, the better.”

“T-the key was stolen from me! A-and you put me into this(admittedly very fetching) outfit! A-and that first one! That wasn't me! That was all..."

"...de Sade?", Preminger inquired.

Carol froze and Ora grinned.

"I suppose that is a fair point", the little host surmised. "It is high time that the hag is to be punished for all her many insolences. Shall we call her here?"

"C-call here?"

The butler nodded. "Why, of course. You would have to testify against Mistress de Sade. If you were to officially declare that she coerced you into breaking the rules, why the punishment she would suffer would be quite substantial. What say you?"

"N-No, hold on a minute! That...I don't think there is any reason to bother....I mean..."

“You are on very thin ice, Miss Brainiac!”, Ora interrupted her pathetic blubbering. “I could eliminate you immediately, but since I’m a kind and generous host, I will graciously overlook your transgressions.”

Of course, Carol didn't allow herself to relax here. She could spot a set-up when she sees it.

“As long as you agree to a small plea deal.”

Here it comes.

The host smirked. “It is simple really. All you have to do is seduce the master with your feminine wiles and have hot spicy intercourse with him.”

“S-S-Sex?”, Carol blurted out.

“Yes, Sex”, Ora rolled her eyes. “And actual sexy stuff. Oral’s too easy, so that doesn’t count. Oh, and you can’t tell the master you have to do this as part of a deal with me either! And no loopholes! I patched them all up!”

Carol cringed. That was just getting better and better.

“And If I refuse?”

The evil host grinned. “Then you will receive a punishment transformation for each of those infractions.”

The red haired Nerd had to grimace. Given the two punishment transformations they encountered so far, getting four of them would be absolutely devastating.

“Of course if you fail at your task, you will receive a punishment as well”, Ora continued. “But, taking your good behavior into account I will reduce it to only two punishment transformations.”

In other words, this was no choice at all. All Carol could do was nod.

“A wise decision!”, the demented host praised, while clapping her hands. “Now, I do feel you also should apologize to the one person you really hurt with your transgressions. Or well, all of them. The audience!”

Oh no.

"Oh yes."

Ora’s grin turned wider.

“Which is why the beloved audience will be allowed to suggest a temporary transformation that will be active during the entirety of your date!”

“T-that wasn’t part of the deal!”

“Eh, don’t be so gloomy. The transformation will be picked at random, so who knows? You might even end up with something positive. I wouldn’t count on it though. The audience really hates your association with the hag.”

Carol was stewing in misery, which was very amusing but this chapter is already long enough, so it is now over!

Come up with something good for the nerd and see you next time!

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END OF EPISODE REPORT!

Sidequest: Suggest a temporary transformation for Carol!

The transformation will be active during her date today.

The transformation can be positive or negative but can not make it impossible for Carol to succeed in her task to seduce the master.

Between all the submissions, Ora will pick one at random(and with random I mean pick the most interesting one)

The lucky winner will be awarded with 500 BP

Submission deathline: Wednesday 29th of July

VP and BP standing:

1) half-imp: Kikki Peshkova: 54.25VP 5192 BP

2) Shadow: Dahlia Black: 27 VP 0 BP

3) Doggie: Liz Sinclair: 28.25 VP 300 BP

4) Teacher's pet: Carol Summers: 24 VP 320 BP

5) nude nurse: Shizuka Hayabusa: 22.25 VP 0 BP (962 BP collateral, outstanding debt: 3038 BP

6) Hag: Miss de Sade: 17.5 VP 3200 BP

7) NEET: Megan Watson: 8.75 VP 322 BP

8) Daddy's girl: Sahara Marvelous: -15.75 VP 1600 BP

pot: -1 Victory points

total: 165.25 Victory Points

Character Bio's(post first transformations)

Rules and regulations