And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep

Nick blinked. Something had changed when Dakota walked up to give away her rose. He couldn’t be sure what it was, but all the girls seemed shaken.

But the person who looked the most shaken was Sylvia.

“A-Alright,” she said, her face pale. “Dakota, who would you like to give your rose to?” Her eyes pleaded with the cold girl, **** to hear something from her, anything.

Dakota stared patiently at Sylvia with her golden eyes, and then nodded.

“Gina.” Dakota said, holding up the rose.

Gina gasped, her eyes widening. “M-Me?! I’m the first pick?”

Dakota nodded again.

“…Cool.” Gina fought the urge to squeal like a little girl and run up to her friend, instead ambling over at a lazy pace and plucking the rose from her pale fingers.

“So Dakota’s new buddy is Gina!” Sylvia declared. “And that can only mean one thing! It’s time for a new team name! Hmm… given how reckless you two were in that last challenge, throwing yourselves off waterfalls and into slime mobs, I’m going to deem the two of you Team Reckless! You’ll be staying in the Red Room.”

“Darn,” Gina sighed. “Just when I get my look back, I’ve got to leave the Black Room. What a mess.”

Sylvia shrugged. “Now, our next winner, Dani! Who will get your rose?”

Dani walked up to the table and picked up a rose. She turned back, her eyes staring right at Carly.

“Carly, of course,” she replied, trying to keep her glee from showing on her face. “My Ruby Rose.”

Carly giggled and hopped to her feet, taking the rose from Dani.

“I see, so Team Gamer Girls will be remaining the same, then,” Sylvia nodded. “Then, Pretty Mary Sunlight, you’re up next!”

Mary swallowed and rose to her feet, walking past Carly and Dani heading back to their seats. She plucked the penultimate rose from the tray and glanced at the semi-circle of girls, her eyes jumping between Kim and Holly.

“Holly… you’re my best friend,” Mary mumbled, resisting the urge to cry. “But Kim… I promised that I was going to support her this challenge. So… Kim, you get the rose.”

Kim was overjoyed, but out of respect for Mary and Holly she didn’t let that show on her face. She accepted her rose with a dignified expression, and glanced apologetically at Holly.

“It’s fine,” Holly assured them both. “I’m not upset. Really.”

While it was true that the curly-haired girl was smiling, she was fidgeting in her seat. She was clearly nervous, that much was certain.

But that couldn’t compare with Rose. She was shaking so much she was practically giving Nick a lap dance on his seat. Not knowing what else to do, he wrapped his arms around her waist to try and comfort her.

“It’s fine,” he said. “Even if you don’t get a rose, you did your best. Whatever happens won’t be as bad for you, I made sure of that.”

“Kind boy,” Rose murmured, forcing a smile to her lips.

“I’m older than you.”

“Hush.”

“And now… our last rose of the evening,” Sylvia purred. Whatever had shaken her before, the effects had completely worn by this point, and she was back to her smug, smiling self. “Dawn, if you would? Please, inform us who is getting your rose.”

Dawn nodded, limping up to the table. She took the last rose from the tray and turned to face the crowd, opening her mouth to give her answer.

“And just know, that whoever does not get your rose will be eliminated from the master’s harem, forever,” Sylvia added. “So, who will it be? The manipulative actress who tried to split up so many groups for her own gain? Or the selfish sex maniac who ended up ruining Nick’s social life out of own embarrassment and jealousy? Which one do you think deserves a second chance?”

“It’s not about who deserves a second chance,” Dawn replied testily. “It’s about keeping my word. I made a promise earlier, and I intend to keep it.”

She turned towards the stage.

“Rose. I choose you.”

Rose gasped and nearly fell out of Nick’s lap.

“M-Me?” She stammered. “B-But…”

“Yes,” Dawn nodded. She glanced apologetically at Holly.

Mary gasped. “B-But-!”

“No buts now, you had your chance,” Sylvia sneered. “The moment you gave Kim that rose, you risked Holly being eliminated.”

Mary’s eyes landed on Kim’s rose and she began to shake.

Sylvia turned back to the stunned actress. “Well? Are you going to go claim your prize, my girl?”

“But…” Rose glanced at Holly, overwhelmed by guilt. “I… I really get a rose?”

She couldn’t believe it. Even with what Dawn had said, all of her actions up until now…

“I’m giving you this because we had an agreement,” Dawn said. “If you want to prove that you deserve a second chance, then you have a week to do it. That’s all this is.”

Rose swallowed and nodded, getting off Nick’s lap. She gingerly kissed him on the cheek as thanks for his support and walked off the stage, accepting Dawn’s rose.

The minute she did, everyone felt the island shake.

“And with that, the last team is decided,” Sylvia murmured. “Team… hmm. Well, you’re both such catty bitches, I could call you ‘Team Catty’ but… no. I’ll go with… Team Professional. After all… you two are the only ones here who are actually professionals in any sense of the word. A veterinarian and a… well, you know exactly what you are, my girl.”

Rose glared at her.

“Ah! And that reminds me!” Sylvia clapped her hands. “With Dawn’s choice, that means there’s only one girl left. Holly? Come here, please.” She beckoned to the short girl, whose face went pale.

Holly gulped. She obediently rose from her chair and stumbled forward, her eyes fixed in front of her.

“Holly…” Rose winced.

“Holly,” Sylvia said, raising her cane, “you have been eliminated. Do you know what that means?”

“I-I don’t,” Holly gulped, shaking her head. “You’re going to… transform me?”

“Precisely, my girl,” Sylvia smirked. Her cane began to pulse with dark energy and the energy wrapped around Holly. She fell to her knees and screamed.

“Holly!” Nick exclaimed. He leapt to his feet, but fell back into his throne as he shielded his eyes from the blinding light that engulfed her.

When the light faded, Holly was still there. But it was clear to see something had changed about her.

Her clothes were gone, and in their place was a skimpy maid outfit revealing her meager cleavage and creamy pale skin. She knelt in the sand, staring up at Nick with glowing eyes. As he stared into her soul, he swore he saw her pupils had morphed into hearts. Her cheeks were flushed and she started to pant with excitement, sweat causing her skin to shine in the late afternoon sun. Around Holly’s throat was a collar, attached to a short bit of chain.

Sylvia took the end of her chain and pulled, causing it to extend out into a collar. She led Holly up onto the stage and fastened her leash to the throne, where she could fawn over her master on her own time.

Nick never took his eyes off her. It was clear that she wanted nothing more than to leap into his arms, but she restrained herself to just gazing upon him.

After all, she knew her place.

“Here is your exit transformation, my girl,” Sylvia giggled, tapping her cane. Words appeared on a screen that hung over Holly’s head.

His Favorite Unfavorite: Holly has been removed from the harem and deemed unsuitable to be bonded with the master. She has relinquished all claims to being in a relationship with him, but still desires him nonetheless. She will have an important part in the master’s life moving forward, not as a girl in his harem, but as a tool to enhance his sex life. From this moment on, Holly will be unable to achieve physical stimulation through contact, whether by her own hand or someone else’s. The only thing capable of arousing her is the sight of the master with another woman. The only time she will be able to achieve orgasm is when another woman is brought to orgasm by the master, and only upon receiving verbal permission from that woman.

“Holly…” Nick had pleaded with Sylvia not to make the exit transformations so severe. If this was her toning it down… what could have happened? As much as he loathed Sylvia in that moment, he was grateful for the deal she’d offered him, and that he’d taken it.

“You have to give her permission to speak,” Sylvia informed him, clearing her throat. “She knows her place, and it’s at your feet. She wouldn’t dare interrupt her master unless spoken to, after all.”

“Y-You can speak!” Nick gasped, horrified that Sylvia would make such a statement. “Holly! Are you alright?!”

“I’m fine, master!” She nodded vigorously, clutching her hands together. The hearts in her eyes were growing and shrinking like an actual beating heart. “Just getting to be before you like this, imagining you sleeping with all those women, and with me at your side, watching all of it… I can’t believe I could be so blessed!”

She turned to Sylvia. “That… that is how it works, right?!”

“Yes, of course,” Sylvia nodded. “You will remain in the Master’s Suite for the duration of the season, unless your master wishes otherwise, of course. After all, you’re just a tool now. He may throw you away as he sees fit.”

Holly flinched, and Nick gasped.

“I-I would never do that!” He exclaimed, sickened by the thought of just “throwing” Holly away.

“Master!” Holly gushed (in more ways than one).

“Then it seems you’ve been accepted into your new position!” Sylvia giggled. “How fortunate for you.”

She turned to Dawn and Rose, who were still standing at the table, both a little numb with shock.

“Aren’t you pleased, Dawn? This is what you decided, after all,” Sylvia sneered. “Holly will become Nick’s sex toy. All because you made that choice.”

“W-Well…” Dawn tried to keep a cool head about this. “At least she’s happy about it.”

“Is she really, though?” Sylvia mused, tapping her chin. “Remember, the only reason she’s a cuck in the first place is because of that very first transformation, working its way into her mind these last few weeks. Yes, she was always a pervert… but don’t you think she might have found real happiness if Nick treasured her as a partner? Unfortunately, we’ll never know… because YOU took that choice away from her. First when you stole those Kings from her with your little trump card, and a second time right now.”

Dawn’s face turned pale and her tail slumped down as she considered Sylvia’s words, finding them impossible to refute.

“But I do believe we have some other business to account for!” Sylvia clapped her hands and turned to Rose. “Rosemary?”

Rose’s eye twitched.

“Congratulations on your brother’s success!”

“R-Really?” Rose’s eyes widened. “For real?”

“Of course!” Sylvia chirped. “You accomplished your goal, after all. You managed to survive elimination after another girl, so that’s one million dollars payable to your brother! A cool million dollars, and all it cost was the hopes and dreams of an innocent girl.”

Rose winced, stumbling back. She glanced at Dawn because she was too ashamed to even look at Holly.

“That was… I just…” She couldn’t find any words to defend herself.

“Now then, since we’ve decided on these eight to be the next members of the master’s harem, please return to your seats,” Sylvia said, beckoning Dawn and Rose away. Dawn returned to her seat as instructed, but Rose didn’t have a seat of her own. So she had to take Holly’s.

It was uncomfortable to sit on, knowing how she'd obtained it. It was also wet and sticky with fluid that Rose didn’t want to identify.

“Now then, shall we move on to the transformation round?” Sylvia asked, turning to Nick as if asking for permission.

“Hey, wait!” Dakota snapped. “What about the next Auditionee?”

“Oh, yeah!” Rose had been so stunned she’d forgotten. “That’s right, there should be a new Auditionee for this week, shouldn’t there?”

Sylvia sighed and rolled her eyes. “I’m not sure what you’re asking me for.”

“It’s fairly straightforward,” Dawn scowled. “Where’s the Auditionee? The one who replaces Holly?”

Sylvia blinked. “…OH! I get it now! Yes, that’s right. Sorry, I was just a little confused about what you all meant. The Auditionee… has been here this whole time, after all.”

She snapped her fingers and a figure stepped out of the brush of the jungle, walking gingerly over the slimy forest floor.

Everyone recoiled in shock. A few people ran behind their chairs, while Dakota leapt into action, waiting warily for the thing to approach.

“It’s one of those slime things!” Dani exclaimed.

“Impossible! Didn’t they all melt!?” Kim cried.

“Destroy it!” Gina shouted. “It’s going to melt all our clothes!”

“How rude!” Sylvia stepped between the slime girl and Nick’s harem with a disapproving grimace on her face. “Is that any way to treat the newest Auditionee to your master’s harem?!”

It took a moment for what she was saying to sink in.

“WHAT?!” Everyone shouted. Even Dakota was thrown off.

A drumroll echoed through the air.

“May I present…” Sylvia stepped aside and gestured to the slime girl with her cane, “…Mimi the Mimic Jelly!”

The slime girl, Mimi, tilted her head to the side, and a glob of muck dripped from her head and landed in the sand.

“You can’t be serious!” Nick exclaimed, rising from the seat. Rose was one thing, but the next member of his “harem” was… this creature?!

“What, she isn’t pretty enough?” Sylvia pouted. “Carly, did you hear that?”

Carly didn’t know what to say. She stared at her sticky replica, and practically able to see the forest through her translucent yet opaque body.

“She’s not even human!” Dakota blurted out, clenching her fist. “How is she the next Auditionee?”

“Like you’re one to talk,” Sylvia sneered. She skipped over and cupped the slime’s cheeks. “Look at her! She looks human enough, don’t you think? Buxom, beautiful, and fully matured! Isn’t that right, sweetheart? Yes it is, yes it is!”

Sylvia nuzzled her cheek against the slime girl, and nearly sank inside of her.

“Let go.”

Everyone screamed again.

“SHE CAN TALK?!”

Sylvia let go, coming away from the girl as clean as a whistle. She frowned. “Of course she can talk. Why wouldn’t she be able to talk?”

“But… but-! What was that, then?! Attacking us like that?!” Dawn had no idea how to process what Sylvia was telling them. Those slime girls… they’d acted like a zombie hoard, but they were really sentient the whole time?!

“That was just little Mimi having a bit of fun with you!” Sylvia chortled, patting her on the head. “She’s such a jokester! Ah… I’m just so proud of you my little darling!”

“You told me to do that.”

“And you followed instructions perfectly, like a nice obedient child should! Mwah, mwah!”

Seeing Sylvia act like a doting mother over a naked slime Carly was really something.

“Why don’t you go say hi to your new friends?” Sylvia patted Mimi on the back, leaving an imprint of her hand that was quickly covered by more gunk. Mimi wobbled over towards the others, leaving a sticky trail of footprints and goop in the sand behind her.

“Hello.” Her voice sounded hollow and empty and her eyes looked devoid of emotion. She stared right at Carly, and Carly shrank under her gaze. She shivered and clutched her cape tighter around her body.

“Oh, don’t worry, by the way, Mimi won’t melt your clothes, will you?” Sylvia turned to the slime girl, who shook her head slowly, sending more slime sloughing off into the sand.

Then Mimi turned to the stage, staring at Nick with those hollow eyes of hers.

“Master… thank you.” She placed her hand over her stomach. “Very nourishing.”

Nick turned pale as he realized what she was talking about.

Sylvia cleared her throat. “Well, now that you’ve all made your introductions, I hope you’ll take great care of my little Mimi! I raised her up from a seed after all, she’s practically my own child, right baby?” She cooed.

Mimi gave her a blank stare.

“Emancipation.”

Sylvia clutched her chest and groaned. “Oh, my little girl, using such big words! I'm so proud… but rebelling on me so suddenly! You’re tearing my heart apart!”

“Are we done with this?” Dakota crossed her arms over her chest and scowled. “I’d like to move on, thank you very much!”

“Yes, yes, yes, we’re done,” Sylvia said, rolling her eyes. “How it wounds me to see you disparage the bond between parent and child…”

“…” Dakota gave her a blank stare that could give Mimi’s a run for its money. Neither nonhuman seemed very fond of Sylvia at the moment.

“…Fine. As we were discussing, yes, it’s time for what you’ve all been waiting for! The transformation round!” Sylvia cheered. No one else was cheering.

“…Or, it would be. But there’s some business we must take care of first. Gina, would you please come up here, my girl?”

Gina approached Sylvia, staring at her suspiciously.

“What is it?” She asked.

“Well, I couldn’t help but notice those lovely new clothes you’re wearing,” Sylvia purred, gesturing to Gina’s new outfit. “Would you mind telling me where you got them?”

Gina stiffened. “Oh, so that’s what this is about.”

Sylvia nodded. “Yes, that’s what this is about. For those of you who don’t know, in today’s challenge, Gina won the right to undo one of her transformations. She chose to give back her Daddy Knows Best transformation. Apparently, Gina knows best! Or at least, she thought she did. No gift comes free, after all!”

Kim raised her hand. “Isn’t that why it’s called a gift?”

Sylvia glared at her.

“…Anyway, in exchange for getting rid of her old transformation, she’s won a new one! Chosen completely at random!”

Sylvia tapped her cane against the stage, and a burst of smoke filled the air. When the smoke cleared, a very familiar bunny girl was standing in the center of the platform, beside a large slot machine.

“I told you I’d be back, Gina!” The bunny girl, Jackie Seven, winked. “Now, are you ready to play your game?”

The coin from before was still burning a hole in her pocket. While Gina wanted to resist, she felt herself reaching in and taking out the coin, then walking up onto the stage towards the slot machine. She couldn’t control her body!

“Here’s hoping you get lucky,” Jackie winked as Gina inserted the coin, then pulled the lever. The slot machine started spinning, flashing through all sorts of images. A dog, a paddle, money, all sorts of stuff before coming to a stop on three pictures of a halo.

“And the winner is… Leave the Clothes, Take the Cannoli!” Jackie announced. “Congratulations on your good fortune!” She disappeared along with the machine, and the smokescreen left in their place swirled around Gina.

“Hack-! Ack!” Gina coughed as the smoke filled her lungs. She fell to her knees, ****.

“Ah, yes, Jackie’s transformations might sting a little more than mine, sorry,” Sylvia winced. The smoke cleared and Gina stood back up, gasping for air.

“That was… what the fuck?!” She spat. “What was that?!”

“Your new transformation, congratulations!” Sylvia purred. The flicked her cane and the screen above the stage changed, revealing what had become of Gina.

• Leave the Clothes, Take the Cannoli: Gina doesn’t want to wear pretty dresses or wash out her hair dye? Fine, she can dress however she likes. But that won’t help the overwhelming urge she’ll have from this point on to become more responsible and behave like a “Good Girl”, especially as far as others are concerned! (Good Girl)

“What is this?!” Gina exclaimed in shock as she read the transformation. “I-I have to do what?!”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Sylvia clarified. “But from now on, you’ll feel an overwhelming urge to be more responsible and considerate of others! You’ve changed back to a new outfit, but clothes are only skin deep.”

She tilted her head to the side and smiled.

“Please, look forward to your new status as a good girl!”

“Rrraaargh!” Gina screamed in frustration. She wanted to strangle Sylvia. But she didn’t. That would just be irresponsible of her.

“With that settled, shall we move onto the more… traditional transformations?” Sylvia asked, glancing at the other girls.

“What about the rest of us?” Dani frowned. “A few people here got transformations from our boxes. What are we going to do about those?”

Sylvia waved her hand. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about that,” she scoffed. “All that will be explained in due time. For now, let’s focus on the transformations! Starting from the top, of course. And since Dawn here has immunity, that means you!”

She turned her cane towards Dani as the tomboy’s transformations appeared on the screen.

Dani:

• Just one of the Guys: Dani’s a tomboy, she doesn’t really care that much about her appearance like the other girls. And because of that, it doesn’t really matter to her one way or the other if one of her close guy friends sees her in the nude. Come on, dude, it’s just some skin! Why would I be embarrassed about something like that when we’re just friends? It’s not like you’d be checking me out or anything! (Tomboy)
• #JustGirlyThings: The most feminine thing Dani has ever done in her life is draw. She’s never been much one for “girly” things like pretty clothes and playing with dolls. But starting now, Dani will become very interested in learning more about any hobbies or activities that she would consider “girly” or “feminine”. (Girly Girl)
• The Affection Multiplier App: As a lesbian, Dani finds it a little difficult to be around all these pretty girls. Sometimes she has to watch what they say to make sure that she doesn’t weird them out! But now she doesn’t have to worry! With the help of the Affection Multiplier App, Dani will be able to check in real-time how much the other girls (and Nick) like her, in a platonic sense, romantic sense, and even sexual sense! (Lesbian)

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Dani blanched. “For real?” She mumbled, her eyes widening. “That first one, it’s…”

“It may be a little severe, yes,” Sylvia admitted. “But come on now. Wouldn’t things be easier on you, if you didn’t have to feel self-conscious about Nick checking you out?”

“I-I guess so,” Dani admitted. “But still, I don’t want that one.”

“Then which transformation would you like?” Sylvia asked curiously.

“The, um…” Dani’s eyes shot to Carly briefly before returning to the screen. “The third one. The one that lets me, um… see how everyone else feels about me.”

Sylvia smirked.

“It’s not like that!” Dani protested, her cheeks reddening. “I just want to get along better with everyone, that’s all!”

“I understand, believe me,” Sylvia said, suppressing her chuckle. She turned to Nick. “And Nick? What about you? Which one would you prefer for her?”

“…I like the second one,” he admitted. “I think it’s the least intrusive out of the three. It doesn’t mess with her feelings too much. But the third one… I don’t know, some things should be better left private, don’t you think?”

Dani nodded. “Yeah, you’re right,” she agreed. “I didn’t even think about it that way.”

“I see. I see…” Sylvia nodded. “Well then, moving down the list to our next high-scorer, Mary! Time for your transformation, my girl!”

Mary:

• Daisy Dukes: With a cute body like that, it’s time to show it off! No more long skirts or sweaters, Mary’s wardrobe will now be filled with denim and flannel! Cut-off jean shorts, unbuttoned shirts tied above the midriff, handkerchiefs, and if she likes, stylish cowboy boots and a wide brim hat! Yeehaw! (Farmer’s Daughter)
• Everything but the Ring: Mary has determined that she will not have sex until she is married. All that’s left is to find a man! But search no further; now, Mary will only be able to think about Nick in the context of being her husband, and will strive to take care of him as any good wife should. In her eyes, all that’s left to do now is officially tie the knot. (Marriage)
• Gaze Into the Abyss: Mary has always done her best to behave properly. While not one easily aroused, there have nevertheless been times when she has felt… stirrings. She’s always been able to tamper down on those feelings, but that may become much more difficult. For every transformation affecting Mary, her libido will increase slightly. (Corruption)

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If Dani was put off by her transformations, Mary was positively in shock.

“B-But…” She stammered, glancing at Sylvia. “These are all so…”

“I think there are a few good ones here,” Sylvia giggled. “So tell me my girl, which one of these do you want the least?”

“I don’t want the first OR the third!” Mary exclaimed. She hugged herself and began to shake. “Having this body is bad enough, but being **** to show it off like that… in skimpy clothes… and to get even more… more-!”

She couldn’t even say the word “horny”.

“So in that case, you want the second one, yes? You’d like to view Nick as your husband? Not just as a fantasy?” Sylvia purred.

Mary turned up towards the stage, to where her best friend sat beside Nick, staring up worshipfully at him. She swallowed as she met his eyes, and saw how **** he felt looking back at her.

“Yes,” she nodded. “My feelings are stronger than ever before. That is my decision.”

“YES!” Holly’s cry of triumph startled Mary, who looked at her friend in shock.

“H-Holly?”

“Sorry, sorry,” she wailed. “I just… it’s perfect! You, as Nick’s wife, me as his tool…”

“Um, yes, well… it’s not, um, up to me,” Mary said, turning red. “That’s for the voters to decide…”

“Well, you never know,” Sylvia shrugged. “Nick? What about you?”

Nick turned red, and glanced away from Mary. “…I guess I… I also want… the second one. If that’s what she wants, anyway.”

Mary turned even redder, looking down at the sand and fumbling with her fingers. She felt overjoyed that he would think the same way.

Sylvia stared at the two of them and groaned.

“Fine, whatever…” She was feeling poisoned by all the vanilla. Christ, just propose already! But fortunately, she wouldn’t have to worry about that with the next girl. “Now then, Gina! You already got one transformation today, but are you ready for your second?”

Gina tensed. Her choices flashed on screen.

Gina:

In Vino Veritas: Gina loves to get wasted. But **** has a way of loosening the lips. Now, the more intoxicated Gina becomes, the more open she becomes. She’ll be more honest and sincere with people, and more willing to do things that she otherwise might not when she’s sober. At a certain point, she may even become incapable of thinking for herself. And she’ll probably get more handsy too. (Party Animal)

Gosh, I Love That Top!: A good girl is someone who always takes the time to notice the good points about others, even her rivals. Every day, Gina must give each other contestant a genuine compliment that comes from the heart. (Good Girl)

Sweetcheeks: Gina’s pretty stacked in the tits department, but otherwise she’s a bit skinny. Now her rump will fill out those torn jeans a little better! But at the same time, her ass will be seen as so seductive that anyone who sees it will feel obligated to just give it a big old smack to say hello. (Submissive)

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“Well, what do you think, Gina?” Sylvia asked, batting her eyelashes. “See any you don’t want?”

“Two of those sound pretty awesome,” Gina admitted with a crooked smile. “Especially that last one. But then… that could get annoying after a while.”

“Ah, so you want the first one, then? I see,” Sylvia mused. “But I was asking which one did you NOT want?”

“OH, that’s easy,” Gina snorted. “The second one. Having to give everybody compliments every day? Everybody? EVERY day? That would be a huge pain in the ass!”

“Really?” Sylvia smirked. “Because I think the third one would fall into that category myself.”

“Hah!” Gina cackled.

Sylvia turned to Nick. “Nick? What about you? Which transformation would you prefer?”

Nick winced. Unlike with Dani and Mary, there didn’t seem to be any easy options here. He frowned. “I guess… I don’t know. I’m worried about her being taken advantage of with the first one… and the third one, I know she likes pain, but that’s a little… the compliment one seems the least harmful. Sorry, Gina.”

“Nah, it’s cool,” Gina said, waving her hand.

“Fair enough,” Sylvia mused. “That’s all from our winners! Now, let’s get on to our next girl, Carly!”

Carly sat up, intrigued.

Carly:

First Time for Everything: Carly isn’t exactly vanilla, but she’s not a fetish freak either. She’s always willing to try something new, though. Whether a new position or a new sexual activity, as long as it’s something she hasn’t done with the master before, she’ll be excited to try it. (Adventurous)

Veteran Experience: Carly has been in the business of pleasing people with her appearance for quite some time. She’s what you might call an expert. And she’ll be happy to share that expertise with her fellow contestants! Other contestants will feel compelled to come seek out Carly’s advice for how to look sexier and appeal better to Nick’s tastes, and Carly will give them her honest opinion. (Content Creator)

Through the Looking Glass: Carly loves sex, but in most cases, sex is an intimate affair. Well, no longer! Now, the more people watching her while she’s engaged in a sexual activity, even masturbation, the more aroused she’ll become. (Note: This does not include people participating in the act.) (Exhibitionist)

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“Well, these aren’t so bad,” Carly mused. “I could see reasons for picking any of them, frankly.”

“I agree,” Sylvia nodded. “Somehow, it seems like you often get perfectly fine transformations. Perhaps it’s because you have such an open mind already? Maybe so… well anyway, tell me, are there any here you would not like?”

“The last one,” Carly admitted. “I love having sex, but… when it comes to everyone looking at me, I don’t know. I’m also not so sure if the advice I give would really be the best, either, frankly.”

“So what you’re saying is that you’d like the first one, then?” Sylvia mused. “I see. I understand that. And Nick? What about you? Do you have an opinion as to what Carly’s next transformation should be?”

“…I like the first one too,” he admitted, trying to keep from sounding too eager. He met Carly’s eyes and she smiled.

“I see, well, it’s always nice when we get along,” Sylvia nodded, though her tone sounded like she felt exactly the opposite. “Now then, as for our next contestant… Kim, if you would be so kind?”

Kim gulped and looked at her upcoming transformations.

Kim:

Model Employee: As part of her obligation to the show, Kim will now be employed part-time in the designer lingerie boutique. If any of her fellow contestants (or the master) wish to make a purchase, Kim will model the clothes for them, regardless of restrictions to her wardrobe from other transformations. In exchange, she will receive a portion of the BP given for any purchases. (Service Industry)

Work Hard, Play Hard: All work and no play makes Kim a dull girl. Having devoted so much of her time to doing the best she can, Kim’s never really had a time to relax. For two hours every day she will receive a “break” from her harsh schedule, where she will not want to do anything besides slack off and relax. She will encourage those around her to do the same. (Hard Worker)

Most Popular: Kim was so busy working she never even took a photo for her high school yearbook. But if she had… well, now she’d become its star! From here on the perception of Kim’s attractiveness will scale depending on her standing in the popularity polls. If her ranking is in the center, she’ll be perceived at her current level of attractiveness, and be seen as more attractive the more popular she is. (Note: Her physical appearance will not change, this transformation just alters how she is perceived by the master and her fellow contestants.) (Student)

https://strawpoll.com/xVg7jNjm6nr

“That’s… what?” Kim read the third option over and over again in her head, trying to make sense of it. The others will see me as more attractive depending on my ranking in the popularity polls… I’m already at the second highest… so they’d see me as gorgeous, then, right? Even Nick… he might seriously fall for me with how high I’m ranked… is that really okay? It’s almost like cheating.

Kim was the kind of girl who wanted to win things honestly. But that offer… it sounded so tempting. Could she really make him fall for her that easily?

She had never been one to focus on her looks or care that much about her appearance, but the idea just sounded so appealing.

“Well? Are there any here you don’t want?” Sylvia asked, offering her a knowing smile.

“The, um, the first one,” she mumbled. “Trying on that underwear… it’s a little too risqué.”

The more she thought about that, the more she was reminded of the fact that she was basically only wearing her underwear right now. She gulped.

“I see, I see,” Sylvia mused. “But what about any you DO want?”

Kim gulped again.

“The second one!” She said, a little too loudly. “I work so hard, so… taking a break every now and then… that would be nice.”

“I agree,” Nick nodded. He was trying not to think about how hot Kim would be with that third option himself. “Kim works so hard all the time, she deserves to take a break. Even if she can’t bring herself to do it of her own will.”

Kim gave him a relieved smile, which he returned.

Sylvia glanced between the two of them, and knew there was more to it than that. But she kept that to herself. “Alright then. Now, as for our next contestant, Dakota.”

Dakota scowled.

“You, my dear, got a certain reward, did you not? Unlucky Thirteen, I believe…”

“What about it?” Dakota groused.

Sylvia tapped her cane, and Dakota’s options appeared on the screen.

Dakota:

The Friend Zone: Dakota is Nick’s closest friend. But that’s all she is. A friend. He could never think about her in that way, they’re just friends! Of course, it is possible to dig oneself out of the friend zone… if you work hard enough at it. But that’s quite a steep wall to overcome. (Childhood Friend)

Gets Horny When Wet: Everyone knows that supernatural entities are **** to the effects of holy water. But now Dakota will be **** to the effects of regular water as well! Whenever she gets wet, the longer she remains in contact with the liquid, regardless of how much or how little, her libido will slowly increase. (Note: Body fluids are exempt, of course.) (Supernatural)

The House Always Wins: Once per round (before that round’s challenge) Dakota will be given a randomly generated Punishment Transformation. This Punishment will remain in place for the duration of the round, until the next challenge. (???)

https://strawpoll.com/QrgebRbl2Zp

“What is this?!” Dakota exclaimed.

Sylvia smiled innocently. “Your transformations my girl. Don’t you like your choices?”

“Sylvia, are you nuts?” Nick exclaimed. “These all sound awful!”

“I gotta agree,” Carly admitted. “Like, transformations aren’t supposed to be good, but these are all basically punishments, aren’t they?”

“Of course they are,” Sylvia said, rolling her eyes. “That’s exactly the point. It’s Unlucky Thirteen, not ‘Wow I Get All This Stuff I Wanted’ Thirteen.”

She smirked.

“Don’t worry, I won’t ask you which one you’d like best. Instead, why don’t we get a move on? Holly’s been eliminated from the game, so Rose, it looks like you’re up!”

Rose tensed. “Fine. Bring it on.”

Rose:

The Scarlet Letter: Rose is a known harlot, even if she is a virgin. Her skin now becomes incredibly sensitive; wherever a man touches her, he will leave behind a red mark on her flesh that, while not painful or irritating, will last for one day to show everyone where she let herself be touched. These marks cannot be directly covered by clothes. (Seductress)

All the Finer Things: Any good trophy wife must be decorated as such. Rose will be clad in gaudy golden jewelry and disdain anything cheap and not “worth her time”. But whenever the jewelry touches her skin, she will feel arousal knowing how much money her “man” has spent on her looks. (Gold Digger)

Scenes From a Hat: Rose has been professionally trained to act her best. But the best acting comes when not even you are prepared. Rose will occasionally find herself in sexual “scenes” with the master or her other contestants, and be compelled to act out the scene to completion. (Note: She will not be **** to engage in any activities she has not already consensually performed.) (Actress)

https://strawpoll.com/1MnwOwOAAn7

Rose winced. “These are… harsh.”

“I’ll say,” Kim said, glancing sympathetically at the blonde.

“What can I say?” Sylvia shrugged. “The producers wanted to see how you’d handle yourself with some tough ones, given your lack of popularity. Or maybe it’s because you earned zero points in this last challenge. But tell me, which one of these do you want the least?”

“The first one of course,” Rose responded automatically. “It’s practically branding myself with shame. Not that the second one is any better! Tacky jewelry like that, no thank you!”

“So I suppose you want the third option, then?” Sylvia asked.

“It’s almost worse than the others,” Rose said, swallowing her bile. “But I have confidence in my ability to move past those things.”

“I see. And Nick?” Sylvia turned to Nick, who was surprised Rose had chosen the third option. That seemed like the worst out of them.

“I-I think the second one is best,” he said. “It can’t be that bad, right?”

Rose just shook her head and sighed.

“And finally, our Auditionee,” Rose said, turning to Mimi. “Mimi, from Holly, you’ve inherited 12 Victory Points, 1700 Bonus Points, and two additional transformations to add to your third. That means you’ll be getting three transformations this round, understood?”

Mimi said nothing, and nodded.

“Excellent! So let’s determine what will work best for you, shall we?” Sylvia chirped, clapping her hands with glee.

Mimi:

First Poll:

Hands on a Warm Body: Mimi’s body is made out of slime. While that can be sexy in its own right, there’s still something to be said about that human touch. Mimi’s body will go from liquid to semi-solid, having a mostly human body that can still turn into her slimier form whenever she wishes. (Note: As a human, she will have all vital functions of a human body.) (Real Girl)

Mitotic Reproduction: As a Mimic Jelly, Mimi is capable of splitting off her body into multiple copies. She will be capable of dividing herself into two copies that are half of her original size. These copies can rejoin themselves at any time. (Mimicry)

Drowning in You: Instead of becoming more human, Mimi will become even more like a slime. Her body will gain the ability to turn completely liquid, allowing her to fit in tight spaces and be molded into whatever form the master wishes for her. (Note: These changes will be temporary.) (Slime Girl)

https://strawpoll.com/bVg8o8oz3nY

Second Poll:

Emotional Sponge: Mimi is capable of copying the appearance of a host, but now she will also be able to reflect the mood of the people around her. If everyone is happy, Mimi will become happy. If everyone is sad, Mimi will become sad. If everyone is horny, Mimi will create sex tentacles. (Note: She will be more strongly influenced by the emotions of humans she has a stronger relationship with.) (Real Girl)

Custom Model: Mimi is locked into the form of her original host, Carly. But with this transformation, she will be able to make small adjustments to herself, allowing her to change her appearance and proportions slightly. These changes are permanent. (Mimicry)

All Lubed Up: The slime Mimi generates will now contain aphrodisiac properties. She can control how much her fluids will arouse others. The impact is doubled upon ingestion. (Slime Girl)

https://strawpoll.com/eNg69D9J0nA

Third Poll:

Fast Learner: Mimi is a Mimic Jelly. She’s not a real person. She hasn’t grown up in human society. But now she’ll be capable of learning things at a breakneck pace, being able to pick up human customs, activities, and sexual feats with surprising speed after just observing it once. (Real Girl)

Another You: Mimi’s body is a reflection of Carly’s. But that doesn’t have to be the case. While her pattern cannot be changed permanently, she will be able to completely copy the appearance of anyone she touches. (Note: This transformation will last for only one hour and then she will revert to her original appearance.) (Mimicry)

Osmotic Growth: The more body fluids Mimi ingests, the bigger her proportions become. The more fluid she absorbs, the larger and curvier she’ll get until she finishes properly absorbing everything into her body. (Note: Growth period will last for approximately six hours, then she will revert to existing proportions.) (Slime Girl)

https://strawpoll.com/7rnzmpm43yO

Nick didn’t even know what to say to those options. Which was maybe a good thing, because Mimi wasn’t really saying much, either.

Sylvia looked at the slime girl with pride on her face, no-doubt patting herself on the back for working in the weirdest girl into Nick’s harem yet.

“I don’t think Mimi has much of an opinion as to her transformations,” Sylvia stated, “so let’s-”

“I want the first one.”

“Hmm?” Sylvia looked back at the slime girl, amazed at the determination with which Mimi made her statement. “Did you say something, sweetheart?”

“Hands on a Warm Body,” she murmured, her voice coming out like a warm bubble. “Besides that… I don’t care.”

“…Well. I see. We’ll have to see what the audience thinks then, hmm?” Sylvia mused. “Another three days ought to do it, I suppose. Until then!”

She raised her cane with a flourish.

Update: Due to an unexpected delay, I will leave the polls open for another 24 hours.