Bonus Vote Results

Chloe peeked around the corner as Trevor opened the door.

"We're having a meeting in the plaza," Violet said. "Get your shoes on and lets go."

"What for?" Trevor asked.

"If I explain it all now," Violet told him, "then what would be the point of the meeting?"

"I have to finish my bounty," Chloe worried.

Violet leaned in and looked around the suite. "Good enough."

"I'll get my points?"

"It looks like you did the most important parts," Violet confirmed. "I'll make sure you're awarded the bounty."

Satisfied, Chloe set down her duster to wait for Trevor. Once he had his shoes on the three of them set off for the plaza.

"Do we get any kind of heads up on this?" Trevor asked. "Or are you just going to blindside us."

"Hush," Violet told him. "You'll find out soon enough."

They emerged from the palace into the grand plaza. Trevor made his way onto his throne while Violet took her customary place at his right hand. They were the last to arrive and Chloe went to stand on the last empty dais. She looked absolutely miserable, refusing to make eye contact with any of her fellow contestants, most of whom were looking at her outfit with varying degrees of curiosity. Chloe smoothed down the uniform and clasped her hands, doing her best to look presentable.

"I've gathered you all here," Violet announced, "for a very special event. As those of you who read the rules thoroughly will know, Bonus Points can be redeemed for a lot more than just all-access passes at the shopping center. There's a wide array of boons and curses available to you. Today, we're going to bear witness to one such purchase. Someone among you has spent a not-inconsequential amount of Bonus Points to trigger an additional transformation vote."

Murmurs immediately broke out among the girls. Trevor's heartbeat picked up. This was bad.

"For who?" he asked, fearing the answer.

Violet's eyes scanned over the contestants. "The transformation was purchased for...Paige." Her gaze came to rest on the meek woman.

A small, guilty part of him was relieved that it wasn't Nat. A much larger part of him though was completely shocked. Paige? Who would do that to her? Why?

Paige, for her part, was not taking it in stride any better than Trevor was. She stared at Violet with a look equal parts horror and mourning.

It was Riley who reacted the strongest though. His scream cut through the chatter like a ship through a storm. "What?! Who," he demanded. "Who bought it."

"I'm afraid I can't say," Violet replied. "That information is confidential."

Riley whirled around the group frantically, glaring at the other contestants. "How could you do this?" he pled. "Why?"

Violet cleared her throat. "Let's have some composure now."

"No," Riley spat. "I will not be composed. One of you is a traitor. Who! Answer me!"

Violet frowned. "Riley, I really must insist."

"I don't want to hear anything from you," he told her, voice dripping venom.

She let out an exasperated breath and made a motion with her hand. Riley's voice immediately cut off. After a second he stopped talking and began to look around, before settling a silent glare on Violet.

"Now then," she said, "if we're all done with our outbursts we can continue on."

"What's going to happen to me?" Paige asked in a small voice.

"That's precisely what we're here to find out," Violet told her in a gentle if too-warm voice. "The audience was presented with three changes. As a quick summary: the first would have you watching porn, the second would change your physical proportions, and the third would have you wearing a butt plug most of the time."

Paige caught her breath and waited with wide eyes for Violet to reveal her fate.

"The first and the third options," Violet continued, "both had a decent draw. In the end though, the second option won with 53% and more than twice as many votes as either of the others. Paige, your transformation is going to be Bottom Heavy. You'll be given wider hips and a bigger ass, so that it becomes the defining aspect of your figure."

Paige looked uncertain and Trevor thought he understood. Was that the best possible outcome? It wouldn't have any long-term impacts on the way she lived her life at least, but there was a deep sense of violation that came with changes to your body.

Paige's muscles started to tighten, holding her in place as the transformation began. Her hips, which used to form a pleasant hourglass in relation to her shoulders, widened further and further. As they did her ass balooned outwards, not merely increasing in size but also firming up in shape. Paige's ass was huge now. The bottom of her skirt hung from her ass cheeks like a curtain. The effect looked natural, but at the same time unusual; you didn't often see a girl with an ass that large and that sculpted.

The transformation eased up and Paige looked down at her new body with a blank stare. Experimentally she traced the curve of her hip. Her ass was only barely concealed by her skirt, and she furtively tried to pull the hem down without drawing attention to that fact.

Trevor's fists were clenched at his sides. Someone had done this to her. To Paige. Paige, who wouldn't hurt a fly. She was quite possibly the kindest woman he'd ever met. And someone had stabbed her in the back.

Only second on his list of concerns was the effect this would have on the group. How were they supposed to make it through this if they couldn't trust one another? Each and every one of them now knew that someone out there was playing things cutthroat. They'd have to be wondering: could they win if they didn't do the same?

If Trevor didn't figure out how to handle this things could quickly descend into chaos.

Briefly, he noted that that was probably exactly what Violet wanted. It would certainly cause some drama, and that was good for the audience. Well, he assumed it was at least. Sure, Violet had _said _that one of the contestants did this, but did he trust her?

On this, probably. If it ever got out somehow that she'd lied her authority would collapse alongside the integrity of the show. It would be a disaster. It wasn't impossible, but severely unlikely. If Violet was involved at all, it was most likely as a provocateur.

"That concludes our business here today," Violet announced. "Everyone remember to check your door tomorrow. We'll be leaving a flier out going over the rules of the second round's contest. I hope you all have a very nice day."

Released from their obligations, the contestants began to disperse. Most to head back to their suites immediately. Aaliyah seemed to be pulling Violet aside for some reason. Riley, of course, ran straight to Paige.

Trevor's heart broke for the two of them. They couldn't seem to catch a break. That was something else for him to feel guilty about. He hadn't been very hands on with helping out his best friend. He hadn't even seen Riley since the batting cages and that was, what, four days ago?

Paige and Riley were walking away together. Now was not the time for him to make up for his absence. It was good that they were talking though. He'd been worried they were avoiding each other.

Trevor settled back into his throne to rest his head on his fist. He had a lot to think about. The show kept piling on the stress and they were only barely holding on.