Baring the secret everyone's turning away

Sylvia woke up to the feeling of something heavy on her chest. It wasn’t her breasts though- at least, not just her breasts. Yes, they had gotten bigger after she’d borrowed Dani’s transformation for the day, but that wasn’t the reason she was feeling pressure.

No, that would be the punk girl who was motorboating them in her sleep.

“Mmnung…” Gina was practically sleeping on top of her, her face buried in Sylvia’s cleavage. She squirmed in bed, rubbing her cheeks through Sylvia’s skimpy sleeping lingerie, and getting drool all over her clothes.

“Off!” Sylvia did the best she could to get the other girl off of her, but it was like trying to lift a boulder. Gina was remarkably difficult to move when she didn’t want to go anywhere, much to Sylvia’s chagrin. No matter how hard she tried to get the other girl away, she simply refused to move.

Thankfully, Sylvia’s enhanced strength kicked in, and she managed to lift Gina off of her. Good thing Dani’s transformation came with a physical buff! She pulled herself out from the bed, leaving it in Gina’s care, and went to the bathroom to freshen up for the day.

“Hm… still looking good,” she said, stroking her chin as she admired herself in the mirror. She’d have access to this figure for a few more hours. “I really do look like my old self!”

Sylvia didn’t really have that much attachment to her old body. Back when she’d been the host, it had just been something Dakota created for her, a construct made out of magic. She definitely missed the way Nick had responded to it, though. There were perks to being a busty older blonde that a nubile teen just wouldn’t understand.

“Still, my boobs are pretty big now, too,” she said, cupping her chest as she checked herself out some more. “But thank goodness for Dani’s transformation. I don’t know how Marley and Carly can do it, carrying around tits that big! It must give them some massive back pain!”

Part of Sylvia was glad she didn’t have to worry about that with her more slender frame.

Of course, the fact that Sylvia gave out multiple breast expansion transformations and had inflicted that pain on other people was conveniently forgotten. She did that a lot when it came to her past actions, and slept like a baby.

After getting changed into a tight tube top and miniskirt combo, she flounced out of the room and headed for the lounge to get a head-start on the day. She had some big preparations to do if she wanted to make the most of her date with Nick coming up, and that all started with the scheme that Dakota had cooked up.

She headed for the Bounty Board immediately. Even though she’d gotten Nick to agree to a date without having to spend 5000 BP, that didn’t mean she could relax. She still had the lowest amount of BP out of anyone on the show, and as a former host she knew how important it was to get those numbers up! It sucked that she could only accept one bounty at a time, but that was something you had to sacrifice for fairness’ sake.

As much as Sylvia was loathe to admit it… Dakota could be a pretty good host. When she wasn’t being spiteful and vindictive. And even sometimes when she was.

Dakota must have informed Rose and Ella about the Bounty Board at some point last night, because there were three postings tacked to the corkboard. Sylvia chuckled to herself as she imagined how that went down. Rose had probably blown a gasket!

Let’s see… what am I going to want to try? She wondered, scanning the options available to her. She was pretty confident that she had woken up first, given that the sun hadn’t even risen yet. So these three choices were the first ones to pick from.

SPEND 24 HOURS WEARING 6-INCH HIGH HEELS

REWARD: 500 BP

STAR IN A SEXY PHOTOSHOOT FOR THE MASTER

REWARD: 300 BP + CHOICE OF COSTUME

ACCEPT A RANDOM TRANSFORMATION FOR 24 HOURS (Host’s choice)

REWARD: 1000 BP

“Hmmm…” Sylvia stroked her chin thoughtfully as she went over all the options. Surprisingly, it seemed that Dakota had been very conservative with her opening bid. Sylvia would have imagined something a lot more wild from her to start. But then, she had no idea how many bounties would actually be issued in a given day. “This is trickier than I thought…”

If I star in the sexy photoshoot, then I get the least amount of BP of the three options. But it would also be completed fastest, Sylvia thought. She wasn’t sure what “Choice of Costume” meant as a reward- maybe she’d get a free set of clothes without having to buy it at the shop? Depending on the outfit, that could be worth even more than the other two rewards.

300 BP is 300 BP. It’s not a lot. But the other option isn’t much better, she thought, looking at first choice. Spending 24 hours in heels? Just for 500 BP? That doesn’t seem too difficult, but the reward isn’t really that much, either. The big problem Sylvia saw with that choice was the fact that it would take 24 hours for the bounty to be completed. While that wouldn’t normally be much of an issue, Sylvia had been paying close attention to Dakota’s instructions the day before.

“You can’t get a new bounty sheet until either the 24-hour waiting period has elapsed, or you have completed the bounty.”

That was the rub, wasn’t it? Either way, if she chose that one, she would have to wait 24 hours until she could choose another bounty. She could live with that if it were just these three up for grabs, but who knows what new bounties Dakota might put in later? There could be one that she would really want, and she would be locked out of it due to still being on the clock. And the same thing applied to the transformation one as well.

And the last one… is completely out of the question. Sylvia didn’t mind transformations. Out of everyone in the harem, she was the most comfortable with being transformed- in no small part due to her origin as being created by magic itself.

But she wouldn’t be picking that one. Because of two simple words.

“Host’s choice.”

Dakota would be choosing the transformation. Which meant it hadn’t been decided yet.

Or, another way of looking at it, Dakota would wait until she saw who actually claimed that bounty, and then decide what transformation to give them.

And as much as it hurt Sylvia to admit, her creator had no love in her heart for her. She would no-doubt choose something exceptionally tormenting if Sylvia naïvely chose that one.

So Sylvia would be smart about this! And that meant that the 1000 BP reward, as tantalizing as it was, was off the table. There was too much of a risk that Dakota would give her a punishment transformation.

Just because.

That left two options. And frankly, the choice was obvious.

Hello, sexy photoshoot! Sylvia thought, wondering why she wasted all that time deliberating. She reached for the flyer. But just as her fingers wrapped around it, she stopped herself.

Wait, no! That one’s a trap, too!

It wasn’t a trap set by Dakota like the other option was, but it was still a trap. And Sylvia had barely realized it in time!

As much as she wanted something quick and easy… this was the wrong choice. At least, it was the wrong choice for her.

This is exactly what Daddy was talking about! Sylvia ruffled her hair in frustration. I need to stop thinking like I’m the host, and throwing myself at him over and over!

Sylvia from a day ago would have claimed that bounty without hesitation. And it would have backfired immediately. She would have sent Nick a ton of sexy photos, and he would have responded the same way he responded when she practically dry-humped him with her new body the day before.

He doesn’t want me to barrage him with my sex appeal. He wants to get to know me as a person! He wants me to be a classy lady! Sylvia reminded herself, even though her own recollection of what Nick wanted was a little… off.

She wasn’t wrong in assuming Nick wouldn’t want her to give him a sexy photoshoot, though. At least, not at the current stage of their relationship.

No… that would backfire. 300 BP in exchange for making him even more uncomfortable around her? No, Sylvia was smarter than that now!

With a sigh, she moved her fingers over to the other poster and tore it off. A flash of light signaled that Sylvia had “claimed” this bounty. Along with that, a pair of strappy red high heels appeared on the table next to her, and just in the nick of time, too, because the sound of footsteps entering the lounge caught her ear.

“Sylvia? So you came here too, huh?”

Sylvia turned to see a familiar face. It was Kim!

“Oh, Kim, morning,” she said, waving to the tomboy. “What brings you down here so early?” She hid the flyer behind her back, even though it was pointless.

Kim stared blankly at her. “…Probably here for the same reason you are,” she replied, nodding to the Bounty Board.

Sylvia smirked. “Eh, I see how it is,” she giggled. “Not making enough at the clothing store, huh? Well, that’s just how it goes when you’re dealing with inflation, we all have to tighten our belts and not spend so much on luxuries. Have you seen how much they’re charging for a Big Mac?”

Kim raised her eyebrow. “How do you even know what that is?”

Sylvia dismissed the question with a roll of her eyes. “Not important. But you know what IS important? This!” She held up her crumpled bounty and beamed with pride. “I just claimed the first bounty! How’s that?”

Kim read it over with a muted look of amusement. “…Okay, I think I getcha,” she nodded. “But have you ever walked in heels before?”

“Pfft,” Sylvia snorted and rolled her eyes. “Of course I did. All the time. Don’t you remember what I looked like before, when I was running things?” She’d worn high heels with tights at the time, and looked amazing while doing it.

“…And… that was fine with you?” Kim looked a little concerned now, much to Sylvia’s confusion.

“Uh, yeah? Why not?” Sylvia shrugged. “It was comfortable enough.”

“But you were, like, a magical construct or something, right?” Kim pointed out. “Did you even notice any issues at the time? Would you have? I mean, you had that cane, so you could basically control your body however you wanted. Did you even feel yourself walking in heels?”

“Uh…” Sylvia zoned out for a second as she remembered her observation from this morning about her breasts, and the back pain she’d avoided by being a host.

She glanced down at the shoes still sitting nice and pretty in their packaging. They looked a lot more unsteady than they had a few moments ago.

“…Well, good luck with that,” Kim said, trying and failing to hide her amused expression as she walked around Sylvia and took a look at the Bounty Board for herself.

While she read them over, Sylvia decided to bite the bullet and just put the damn shoes on. How bad could they be?! She’d wear ‘em for a day, and then she’d be 500 BP richer! That was how she got ahead and won!

Meanwhile, Kim was a little perplexed by what she was reading.

“Are these really the options?” She asked, and turned to look at Sylvia. The blonde was clinging to the table, and her legs were shaking like palm trees in a hurricane.

“Yeah, those… those are the choices,” Sylvia said, gripping the table so tightly her knuckles started to turn white. “Why?”

…

“Sylvia, can you stand on your own with those on?” Kim asked, looking at the high angle of her shoes.

“Yes! Obviously!” Sylvia snorted. “They’re not even as tall as the ones I was always wearing! And did you know, some women even wear 10-inch heels?! Yeah! You aren’t asking any of THEM that question, are you?”

“No, because they’re not here,” Kim pointed out. She covered her smirk with her hand. “Go on, walk two steps. I dare you.”

“I-I don’t wanna right now.”

“Walk one step.”

“So which flyer are you going to take? Those are some pretty fun choices-”

“Don’t walk any steps, just let go of the table and stand up straight. I’m pretty sure it’ll be hilarious.”

Sylvia scowled at the other girl. “Just so you know! Just so you know! NOWHERE on the instructions does it say I have to actually walk anywhere! Just so you know!”

“So you’re just going to cling to that table for the rest of the day?”

“…Maybe!”

“Right. You do that.”

Kim turned back to the corkboard to hide a face that was about to burst into laughter.

“Okay, but seriously though, these choices… talk about tricky.”

Kim could see herself going either way with it. But she found herself rather intrigued by the extra transformation. A few rounds ago, she’d actually purchased that option from the store, in an attempt to remake herself because she wanted a change. And it had certainly resulted in one. Turning into that spunky tomboy had done wonders for Kim’s outlook, even if it had only lasted a short while. It made her realize how many things she liked and didn’t like about herself, particularly in regards to her hair.

Who knows? Maybe choosing that one again could be good, she thought, considering it carefully. This time, I’d get paid for the transformation instead of the other way around.

Remembering Dakota’s involvement in that little scenario, she almost wondered if that option had been placed there especially for her.

“You thinking of going for the bonus transformation?” Sylvia guessed.

“Yeah, how did you know?” Kim asked, glancing curiously back at the other girl.

“Because you’re always obsessed with getting the best deal, that’s how,” Sylvia pointed out. “You moneygrubber you.”

Kim stared blankly at Sylvia, and then walked over and pulled the table away from her.

“Uwaagh! Hey!” Sylvia flailed her arms around and faceplanted onto the sofa. She tried to stand, but her legs were too unsteady and her feet slipped out from under her. She landed on the couch again.

“Okay, it’s okay, I got this…”

Fwomp.

“Just a little bit…”

Plomp.

“Okay, this time, I’m definitely gonna…”

Flumf.

“…Fine, the sofa’s comfy enough.”

Defeated, Sylvia sat on the sofa and crossed her arms over her chest, glaring up at an amused Kim. “It’s not funny,” she glowered at the other girl.

Kim shrugged. “Hey, this is why I wear sensible shoes.”

“No, you do that because you’re poor.”

Kim’s eye twitched.

“Sylvia…”

“My verbal cutdowns are payment for you sabotaging my balance!” She snapped.

“…Fair enough.”

“So back to the point at hand, what’s it going to be? Are you gonna accept the transformation or not? It’s a lot of money.”

Kim glanced at the flyer one more time. It was a tempting offer, and she really wanted to take it. “I’m still thinking… Why didn’t you take it?”

She turned and looked down at Sylvia’s feet. “Did you really think this one would be better? I thought for sure that you of all people would be after more transformations.”

Sylvia shook her head. “Well, I considered that one for a couple seconds. But Dakota’s the one giving out the transformation. And I really, really didn’t want to be on the hook for that.”

Kim opened her mouth, but found that she had nothing to say. Sylvia was completely right. She couldn’t be sure what kind of transformation Dakota would consider being worth 1000 BP.

On the other hand, the other bounty… now that one was the kind of thing Kim could get excited about. A sexy photoshoot for Nick, to get him excited for her upcoming night with him? Even if the money wasn’t much, the other bonuses might be worth it…

Kim was still deciding when a surprising figure strolled into the lounge.

“Oh, so I’m not the first one here? What a shame! And I tried to wake up so early, too…”

The singsong accent sent a shiver down Kim’s spine. She **** the revulsion out of her gaze as she turned to see Vivian approaching with an amused smile on her face. She was dressed in fancy silk pajamas that actually looked pretty stylish for sleepwear. And in spite of her smile, it was clear that she was fighting back a yawn. She must have gotten up incredibly early by her standards, considering it looked like she wanted nothing more than to just go right back to sleep.

“Don’t tell me you ladies have already picked it clean!” She teased, walking over to the board. “What a shame… and here I thought I could be first if I disrupted my beauty sleep.”

“Not at all,” Kim icily replied, claiming the bounty for the photoshoot before the heiress could get her grubby little hands on it.

Then she smirked.

“In fact, I think there’s still one left, if you want it. It’s worth the most money, too.”

Sylvia’s eyes widened slightly and she fought back the smirk starting to reach her lips. Oh, that’s cold, Kim, super cold!

“Aww, you’re so sweet!” Vivian cooed. She read it over with eager eyes. “I’m glad. For a moment there, I thought I’d woken up so early for nothing!” If money was on the line, Vivian would even forgo sleep, that’s how much she wanted to get ahead.

And a bounty of 1000 BP, the highest one that had been posted, was sure a tempting offer.

“So all I need to do is take on a temporary transformation, and I get 1000 BP?” She questioned, looking at the other two girls.

“Yes! That’s exactly right,” Kim said. “It’s a pretty good option. I considered getting it, but, well… I really liked this one, so…”

“She wants to show herself off to Daddy,” Sylvia teased, causing Kim to blush. It was helping her case, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t still embarrassing!

“Hmm, a photoshoot, huh?” Vivian noted the flyer in Kim’s hand. “That would have been nice… but then, it’s not a lot of BP…”

“Nope,” Kim said loudly. “But I think the big rewards really suit you.”

Vivian smiled cheerfully. “I couldn’t agree more,” she laughed, taking the third bounty for herself with a flash.