Arriving at the party

Round 4 - Monday - Day of Yaz’ date

Beatriz was still in the armbinder, kneeling on the deck as they approached the island. Trinity was standing beside her wearing the key on a necklace. Beatriz hadn't actually asked to be freed yet, and Trinity hadn't offered. Truth be told Beatriz was enjoying being tied up for a bit.

“This is as close as we can get.” Beatriz turned to see Cici standing behind them. “You can swim from here, want us to throw you in?”

Trinity laughed and punched Cici, “Don't tease her. Don't worry Beatriz, they already lowered a rowboat. You aren't on rowing duty, unless you want to be?” She dangled the key in front of her.

Beatriz smiled, “Nah. I'm good. Just keep me safe will you?”

“Of course, I'd never let any harm come to you. Actually Lili, Kiki and Fifi are coming with us. They will row and they will keep us safe.”

“Do we need to be kept safe? Where are we even?” Beatriz asked.

Trinity shrugged, “They wouldn't tell me. I was just sent to babysit you while they got everything ready. How come you don't know? It seems like everyone else is in on it, even Marcos.”

“Oh that's easy. I'm terrible at keeping secrets. I knew they were planning something but I told Marcos not to tell me.”

“That makes sense. Well the island is tiny. Maybe uninhabited? I don't know, we could really be anywhere. The yacht isn't confined to the laws of physics after all. So where are we Cici?”

Cici smiled, “Sorry Yaz asked me not to tell you. I can say that we traveled a considerable distance from where she departed with Eric earlier. 1000s of kilometers anyway. And you are right, this island is uninhibited.”

Beatriz heard footsteps and turned to see Sarah and Jenny there. “We're all ready for you. Let's go.” Jenny said cheerfully.

Trinity helped Beatriz to her feet but realized the problem as soon as they got to the boat. It simply wouldn't be safe to get down the ladder in her current condition.

Reluctantly Trinity removed the key and went behind her. Just before she freed her Fifi interrupted. “Don't do that. I got this.” Suddenly Beatriz felt herself flung over Fifi's shoulder. Fifi carried her to the edge and jumped.

Against all logic they landed safely in the boat without even rocking it to rock. Fifi set her down gently. Beatriz watched the others climb down the ladder and then it wasn't long before the boat was being pulled up to the beach.

Trinity helped her out and she saw they were on a very small island, maybe a kilometer long and half that wide. Two very small hills prevented it from being totally flat, but it was pretty close. The others must have already been out here, a huge pile of logs had been built for a bonfire and there were chairs and tables and games set up everywhere.

Alexandra approached them with two beers in her hands. She cracked them open and handed one to Trinity and kept one for herself. She clinked hers to Trinity's, “Cheers! Welcome to Greece. I can't pronounce the name of this island so I won't try, but once it gets dark you'll probably see lights from Rhodes over that way. Yaz and Eric are on their way. We've having a party to celebrate your wedding tomorrow!”

Trinity smiled and took a sip, “Wow a party! That's so fun. You know, I don’t think I've ever been to a party before.”

Beatriz watched the others chat and sip their drinks, something she couldn't do in her current predicament. She caved, “Trinity, would you release me?” When Trinity just stared at her Beatriz rolled her eyes, “Please!” She added.

Trinity took her necklace off and approached, “Of course Beatriz. We wouldn't want you to miss out on the fun.” She surprised Beatriz by not demanding any other concessions and soon had slipped the armbinder all the way off. Beatriz rubbed her sore arms a little.

“Thanks Trinity. Alexandra, where's the drinks?”

Alexandra reached out for her, “Come with me. I'll show you.”

Marcos wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was a very warm day and standing in front of the fire didn't help. Still there was just something primal about cooking meat over an open fire which spoke to him.

He heard someone approach and turned to greet them, “Oh hey Val. What's up?” Valerie was wearing a replica swimsuit from Baywatch. It must have counted as a sexualized uniform and it looked very good stretched across her chest.

“Val? At least it's better than V,” she muttered under her breath. “Just came to see if you needed any help. It looks like everyone left the hard work to you.”

Marcos chuckled, “Nothing too difficult about this. Although I get the feeling you didn't do a lot of BBQ if you had your own private chef.”

Valerie frowned, “Well, ya. That's true. Maybe you could teach me?”

“Uh sure. Really it's easy. These veggie burgers are precooked, so we just need to heat them up a little. Everything else I use a thermometer. Take the guess-work out of it. Here,” he handed her the thermometer and his spatula, “check those burgers, and if they are done we'll take them off.”

Marcos watched as Valerie tentatively stuck the thermometer into a burger, then looked at him questioningly. Right, she probably doesn't even know what temperature to look for. “That one done, now put it on the plate.”

Valerie used the spatula but went too fast and dropped it. “Oh no, I'm so sorry.” Marcos laughed and Valerie frowned and put her hands on her hips. “What? I just made a mistake.”

Marcos controlled himself, “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have laughed. It's just you always seem so in charge, even when you're making mistakes. It was just nice to see you like a real person. Let's try it again, I'll teach you everything you need to know about good BBQ.”

Marcos took over and they talked as he explained why he was doing what he was doing, even what ingredients he'd used making everything. Valerie seemed to listen intently, really taking it all to heart. It made him feel good. He reflected that even though his biological age was now younger than her, mentally he was the oldest (dare he say wisest) and maybe he had a role to play in this Harem that didn't involve being Beatriz’ pet.

He continued his lesson until the arrival of the helicopter made everyone stop to go and greet Eric and Yaz.

Eric and Yaz were sitting beside each other in silence, lost in their thoughts. They were interrupted by Susan on the intercom, “Attention passengers, we have clearance from Ciela to break the laws of physics so we will momentarily be accelerating to Mach 32. Don't worry you won't experience any G forces but you may notice a slight discomfort as we proceed to break every air speed record possible. In case you are wondering, our destination is a few thousand kilometers away but I won't be able to fly faster than a conventional helicopter when the show ends so I'm choosing to go the long way around the earth. Please direct any complaints to Cici, as she bet me I wouldn't dare.”

Eric barely had time to comprehend what she meant as everything seemed to shift. Looking out the window he couldn't make out anything distinct as the landscape just seemed to blur. It was true he didn't feel any forces, but it was an odd feeling of unease. He looked over at Yaz, “Did you know she was going to do this?”

Yaz shook her head, “Nope. I told her and Cici about my plan. We already used magic to get to Tehran faster than a helicopter could normally fly. I knew we'd need unconventional speed to reach our destination but this is something else.”

“And our destination is…?”

“A small island in the Aegean sea.” Yaz answered.

“Right…ok. Sounds fun.” Eric decided not to press for details. If she wanted a surprise, he'd let her have it.

“So…Eric. About our conversation earlier, I hope I haven't upset you.”

Eric shook his head, “No. Not at all. You've helped me actually, I should Have confronted those feelings long ago. I initially wanted to give the ring to Isla, ironically because she's the one I cared least about. I didn't want to let anyone I loved get eliminated, but I'm stuck because somebody has to and it has to be my decision.”

“But it's not!” Yaz almost sounded annoyed. Truthfully she was, he just didn't seem to get it. “This isn't your decision. You don't think we all talked about it? Isla, Trinity, even myself we all considered it. Isla was looking at a predictable elimination vs the unknown. Trinity loved you and wanted to marry you. I…well I already told you. I want to fall in love, have a family. The ring seemed like a possibility.”

Eric was surprised, he hadn't thought Yaz would ever want it, “Wait, you want it too? I just never imagined you as a housewife.”

Yaz laughed, “Ya. I know. The idea of being a housewife was anathema to my old self. But I'm not her anymore. My priorities have changed. But ultimately I decided I didn't want it. I want to fall in love, not have it decided for me. Trinity doesn't have that problem, she already loves you.”

“I love her too. Of everyone she's the one I want to marry, start a family with. I just wanted it on my terms, not to be **** by the show.”

Yaz shrugged, “And I didn't want to lose IQ everytime I cum. Stop fighting a good thing. Marry her and have babies and be happy. Don't let….fuck.”

“Fuck?” Eric was confused, “What?”

“Sorry,” Yaz sighed, “I just got an audience challenge. Seems us talking like adults is too boring.”

“Oh, anything I can help with?”

“Yes, but I'm going to refuse it. I'm not some puppet.”

Eric grimaced, “Is that wise? What's the penalty? Really I don't mind helping.”

Yaz laughed, “Look if you are getting horny just ask. But somehow I know you'd prefer I fail this one. After all, what do you think of these?” She grabbed her tits.

Eric had noticed her enchanted cleavage of course. He didn't want to sound like a pig, but he was definitely a fan. “Uh...well…”

“Ya. Exactly. The price of failure is to make these permanent. Don't forget I know exactly what you like. Not that you've been good at hiding all the times you stopped to stare into my cleavage. So I'm going to keep them. For you, but for me too. It lets me be a little different than Jasmine.”

“Well if you insist…” Eric was happy with her decision even if he didn't want to seem too happy.

Suddenly the uneasy feeling disappeared. Eric looked out the window and saw they were traveling much slower now. Susan was bringing them down on a very small island.

Yaz smiled, “We're here! Time to party.”

Jenny was excited. Sarah had arranged for some target practice and a cool assortment of guns. The island was small, but totally unoccupied. Sarah had set up the range so any missed shots would hit the hill behind the targets, and they were far enough away from the others that it wouldn't totally dominate the day.

“Ok, are you excited?” She asked Sarah. Sarah had never fired a gun before and Jenny was super excited to show her how.

“Um. I guess so.” Sarah was only doing this for Jenny's sake, she didn't expect to like it.

“Ok, so remember everything I taught you. This is for fun, but it's still dangerous. Here, it's loaded.” Jenny carefully handed Sarah a pistol.

Jenny watched as Sarah checked the weapon over, then raised it towards the target. Sarah took aim and then, bang. She let off her first shot. Jenny saw a grin form on Sarah's face. Bang, bang, bang. Sarah shot again and again and again. Eventually she pulled the trigger and the gun clicked, it was empty.

Sarah carefully handed the weapon back to Jenny. Together they went to examine the target. “Wow Sarah. Nice shooting. All your shots hit the paper, and look at this grouping here, right on his shoulder.”

“Really? I did a good job?” Sarah beamed at her fiancee.

“Yeah. This is amazing for a first try. Ok, let's go back, my turn.”

Jenny reloaded the weapon and took aim. Bang, bang, bang. She looked over at Sarh, “Are you just staring at my breasts?”

Sarah blushed, “They are really moving, sorry, it's hypnotizing.”

“They are pretty awesome. Ok, let's finish this.” She took aim and released the rest of the clip.

They went to examine the target. “Ah, perfect.”

Sarah pulled the target off, “Wait, did you really get every shot in his eye?”

“Ya, at this distance it was easy. Want to try again?”

Sarah bit her lip, thinking. “Um, ok. Once more. For you.”

Jenny smiled, “Sure. For me. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone you had a good time.”

Sarah punched her, “Ass.”

Jenny pulled Sarah in for a kiss. “It's ok. You don't have to join a gun club or anything with me, but I do appreciate you giving my hobbies a chance.”

“Ah, so you've changed your mind about chess?” Sarah snickered.

Jenny stuck out her tongue, “Not a chance.”

“Mind if I join?” They turned to see Kiki standing there holding a very large bag.

Jenny nodded, “Sure. What's in the bag?”

Kiki smiled, “I believe it's called a bazooka.” Kiki opened the bag and pulled out a rocket launcher.

“Holy fuck, where did you get that?” Jenny asked.

“Get? It’s magic dummy. Now stand back.”

Kiki pushed past them and knelt down. She raised the bazooka onto her shoulder and aimed at the target. She pushed a button and fire shot out the back as the rocket accelerated out.

Jenny could hardly follow it as the rocket shot past the target, over the hill, and out to the sea. Kiki turned around with a sheepish look on her face, “Uh…don't tell Ciela…”

Ciela appeared behind her, “You know I'm always watching, don't you Kiki?”

Kiki jumped, “Oh no. I'm so sorry. Please don't banish me.”

Ciela clicked her tongue, “Don't worry my little bimbo. Those two messed with the contestants a little too much. You just got a bit excited. Besides, you didn't hit anything. Still I'm afraid no more weapons for you. Jenny, just because you look so excited you can shoot the bazooka once. I'll stay and make sure nobody gets hurt. Then it disappears.”

Kiki looked embarrassed as she handed the rocket launcher to Jenny. She showed her how to use it and then stepped away.

Jenny took aim and fired. The rocket streaked out and slammed into the target. A fireball engulfed it and when the smoke cleared the target was nowhere to be seen.

“That was awesome!” Jenny squealed, “Best day ever.” She saw Sarah giving her a look, “Except for the day I met you dear.”

“Nice try, but you really don't have to flatter me to get in my pants you know.”

“Yes you two horny devils are sure good for ratings…” Ciela said softly, “I mean, it is nice to see how you two found each other. I'm very happy for you. Look, the helicopter is arriving, go join the others. I’m shutting down your shooting range.“

Jenny wasn't even mad, she grabbed Sarah's hand and ran off to join the others.

Isla was sitting in a beach chair being milked by Erica. Erica had practically insisted once she found out about her condition and well, she needed the relief. The others had gone off to greet the helicopter leaving the two of them alone.

Erica was drinking straight from the tap so to speak, and had poor Isla cumming like crazy. It was almost good that her hands were restrained so she didn't have to fight to keep them from pushing Erica away.

Finally Erica pulled back and wiped her mouth, “Wow that is awesome. Interestingly on my season it's Yaz who has the constant lactation instead of you. But Yaz just creates normal milk, not like you.”

“Thanks?” Isla wasn't sure how to respond.

“So this dice of yours, you can really wish for anything? Like letting me stay here?” Erica asked excitedly.

“What, why would you even want that?”

Erica shrugged, “I'm not real. I'm a copy. But I feel real. When my time expires I'm just going to cease to exist. It's a little scary. I’d like to be real.”

Isla could understand that, but she didn't think she could handle another person joining them. Still, she couldn't lie. “Yes…but bigger things are harder to roll for, and failures result in transformations proportional to what I asked for.”

“Ah, that’s how you ended up wearing that? Ok. Well I don't want to make you suffer. The Isla on my season ready suffered enough, I don't want to relive that.”

“What? Suffered how?” Erica just gave Isla a grave look which made her drop the subject. “Right, nevermind. I won’t pry.”

Erica smiled, “Thank you. Should we go join the others?”

Isla shook her head, “No thanks. You go ahead. I’m too tired.”

“Nah, I’ll stay with you. Not going to make you sit here by yourself.”

“Thanks, I appreciate the company,” Isla smiled, “So, how does this punishment thing work? Can someone make things up or does it have to be real?”

“Oh, good question. It has to have actually happened. It doesn’t work on lies, although lies themselves are punishable. Why? You want me to punish someone?”

“No,” Isla thought if anything she’s the one who deserved to be punished, “I was just making small talk. I think we’ve all been punished enough.”

“You’re telling me,” Isla turned to see Alexandra crawling towards them, “I had to take off my heels. They kept sinking in the sand.”

Erica licked her lips, “Wow Alexandra. Looking good.”

Alexandra looked up at her, “What, you don’t get enough ogling of your Alexandra?”

“Well, we’ve really managed to rekindle the friendship we had back in college, but sexually we don’t have much going on. Alexandra’s slept with me for VP, but she’s not really into it. My Alexandra doesn’t have any nudity or high heel related transformations. Most of hers are related to stealing.”

“Ah, well mine are too. Originally I could only wear clothes I stole, the heels were a punishment for stealing. I kept having to steal from the others, eventually I made a deal to stay naked forever, but I can’t steal anymore.”

“Ya, you’ve never really paid everyone back for that.” Isla chimed in.

“Oooh, are you suggesting she needs a punishment?” Erica smiled mischievously.

“Well she did create a law about me…” Isla grinned.

“Wait, but I never used it. Don’t you dare punish me or…or…” Alexandra apparently couldn’t think of anything as she trailed off.

“Ooh. Threats. How fun. You know Alexandra I’m going to disappear soon, you can’t really threaten me with much. How about this though, as punishment for stealing from your harem sisters you won’t wear any shoes until each of them has spanked you 10 times.”

“Wow what a great idea.” Alexandra said immediately. Then she turned to glare at Isla, “Oh, I know that’s a good idea, but I’m still mad at you for suggesting that. How about you take a roll, huh? I could use some BP for my date coming up. Wish for 20000 BP for me.”

Isla groaned but felt the compulsion. She said the wish and tossed her dice. She needed a 17 and luckily she rolled a 19.

“Whew, there, happy now?” Isla asked.

Alexandra 0 BP -> 20000 BP

“Wow, that’s cool. Make her roll it again, I want to see a transformation!”

Isla glared at her, “I thought you didn't want to see me suffer? Why are you so mean?”

Erica laughed, “I’m not mean. I’m just uninhibited. I don’t really exist, I’ll fade away soon. So I won’t have to deal with any consequences. Besides you might not know it, but Eric is going to love seeing Alexandra crawl and any transformations you receive. Oh, don't make her wish for anything big, just a small punishment.”

“Ok, just a small punishment then. I can do that. Isla, I want you to roll for 10VP for yourself.”

Isla groaned, “That’s too much!” But she wasn’t able to resist. Unfortunately only a 20 would succeed there. She rolled a 17.

Helping hand -> Isla seems eager for VP. To help her get in the mood she’ll receive a significant boost to her libido and feel the need to touch herself as much as possible. Last until she experiences 20 orgasms.

“Fuck.” Isla felt the heat rising in her body. One hand tried to grab her breast but the chain wasn’t long enough. The other hand tried to touch her clit but it was also too short and she ended up rubbing her thigh and moaning.

“Wow, that’s intense. Cool” Erica smiled.

“Sorry Isla, I got caught up and shouldn’t have made you roll like that. I don’t know what came over me.” Alexandra looked genuinely remorseful.

“Oh ya. That’s all me,” Erica winked, “My suggestions have a little extra weight behind them.”

Alexandra glared at Erica, “You might not be Valen, but I think you’ve worn out your welcome here.”

Erica stood up and walked over to Alexandra, then she knelt down, “I’m sorry. I got caught up I suppose. Ok, how about this, As punishment for influencing the two of you I will obey any command you give until I disappear.”

“Oh, great idea.” Alexandra said, “but I don’t really want to command you.”

“Eat me out!” Isla ordered. She was feeling the heat and needed relief. She shifted forward and spread her legs to give access. Erica didn’t hesitate, she even looked happy. Isla moaned as she felt relief. She felt herself rising towards her peak and then suddenly it stopped. She opened her eyes to see Erica had disappeared, time expired. “Fuck…” She complained. Alexandra offered a sympathetic look, but was obviously unwilling to help.

As they stepped off the helicopter they were greeted by nearly everyone. The group led them happily over to where the bonfire was to be lit later. Marcos and Valeire had cooked a ton of options so they all sat down to eat.

After wolfing down a burger Eric got up and walked over to Trinity, “Can I talk to you alone for a bit?” She nodded and he led her away from the others. He held her hand as they looked out on the ocean.

She smiled at him, ‘Don’t tell me you are getting cold feet?” She looked happy, but he could sense the unease in her voice.

Eric wanted to choose his words carefully, he didn’t want to upset her, but he felt he needed to say something, “I love you and I want to marry you. I have no doubts about that,” he saw her visibly relax, “The only thing that I’m afraid of is the exit transformation. I know we already talked about it, I’m just worried. What if it changes some fundamental part of you?”

“Oh Eric,” she reached out and put a hand on his chest, “I’m always going to be here for you. This exit transformation, it isn’t the end, it’s the beginning. It won’t change who I am, because I already want all those things. I know you trust me, so trust me when I tell you I am not making this choice lightly. This is what I want, more than anything. I promise you, I’m going to be the same girl after you put the ring on my finger. Just with a new fashion sense and the ability to order everyone else around.”

“Ok. You are right, I trust you. I know you are going to be just as passionate as a housewife as you would in any other role." Eric sighed, like a weight had been lifted. She was right, he just needed to trust her. He smiled, "Wait, you think you’re going to be able to order everyone around?” Eric asked.

“I know it. Except for you of course, and only related to certain things, but yes. I’m getting wet just thinking about it.” Trinity leaned in and kissed him, “I’m not wearing any panties.” She whispered in his ear. He felt her fiddling with this zipper.

“Trinity…” Eric was worried the others would come and see them.

“Don’t worry about the others, they’ll give us our privacy.” She turned around and flipped up her skirt. Eric was already hard and he held her tight and slid right in. Trinity moaned softly as he filled her.

“Shh…don’t alert the others.” Eric warned her as he started to thrust.

“Oooh, are you going to punish me?” Trinity teased.

“You wish.” Eric slapped her ass and kept going. It didn’t take long for her to cum. Instead of letting him cum inside her she pulled out and dropped to her knees, taking him in her mouth. She looked up at him with a passionate look as she sucked his cock. He unloaded and she managed to swallow it all.

She stood up and adjusted her dress., she winked at him, “Don’t worry, tomorrow night you are going to fill me up properly, right?”

Eric kissed the top of her head, “Yes. Tomorrow night you are going to be my wife and I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”

Trinity pretended to be flushed, “Wow you sure know how to sweet talk a lady.” She winked, “Let’s go rejoin the party. We are the guests of honour after all.”