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Conclusions

Cleopatra

Queen of The Nile

Quiet? I've been quiet? I completely destroy the three biggest contenders, and you want me going out there getting caught up in drama? I don't think so. Mark Anthony has got a talented tongue, and this new trait gives us lots of things to fantasize about. Wake me up when we get our new transformations."

Helen

Princess of Troy

"I'm just trying to keep my head down this week. Everything's going to crazy, I'm hoping the fans enjoyed my foot job, give me a positive transformation, and I can go out next week on a good footing.

Erica

Avatar of Joan of Arc

"I am not shaken. This weaken has been fifty shades of messed up, but I said I'm here to win. No self pity here, I've made friends, I'm serving God, I'm being mentored by Joan of Arc. This is the greatest adventure of my life... my butt is a little sore, but I'm here to win guys!"

Boudica

Queen of The Iceni

"I'm not out there enough? What in Daddy's Place do you want from me? These Boudica's are out here having cummies by the fist full. You want to see more of me, turn on my stream. I'm actually getting kind of popular."

"I'm master's stupid cow, look at my ridiculous udders!" Eve announced and hefted up one massive mammery, and then the other. She looked over at Olympias with an amused smile. "You didn't have to go and get personal with it, did you?"

Olympias had her fists clenched. The number of hours she had left to save herself could be counted on a hand. She needed to have sex with Stan now, or Atossa was going to have another cougar to drool over young men with. At least the cheetah print-wearing slut, knew her way around an outfit. Olympias was feeling very confident in those tan high-waisted pants, and the sleeveless turtleneck. She felt powerful, sexy, and the light makeup helped with that too.

She just had to get through Eve.

"Last one." Stan said aloud, as the clock hit the designated time. He opened the door, and saw something that made him, gape and then smile.

Olympias was being held down by Eve, who kept a firm hand on Olympias' neck.

"Haven't seen this yet." He grinned. Olympias was red as a tomato, she was back to normal from their encounter from last night. Her breasts were back, her hair was grown out, but she was still red as a tomato. Being bested by Eve was obviously the type of humiliation that got her running. It looked like Eve was going to try and score some points with a threesome, Stan wasn't going to argue. Things had gotten easier for him after that meetings with Peaks. If he just gave everything he had to Eve and made sure she won he could go about this almost guilt free. She was going to save the world, they were going to save the world. Now he just had to sit back and enjoy the saving.

"Olympias just wanted me to show her the order of operations in the harem." She pinched Olympias' cheek. "It's Master, Mother, Mistress." She gave Olympias a loving kiss on the forehead. She joined Stan in the doorway.

"She's not coming with?"

"Greedy, greedy, greedy." Eve grinned. "Give men and inch and they'll take a mile."

He shrugged. "I figured she's here, she's obviously horny..." Olympias moaned even at that. Her life was falling apart. "I figured you'd want the points."

Eve thought about it, but Olympias chimed in too. "Please..." She looked to Stan, and then Eve. She couldn't decide who she was begging, but the merest utterance of the P word made her yet more horny. "Please." She asked just generally now. To whatever power had a say in this decision, Master, Mother, God or Monster, whatever would listen. "If I don't sleep with Stan tonight, I'll be eliminated. Please let me in there, please I'm begging you. I need to sleep with him." She lowered her head to the ground. She felt her body shudder with the smallest of orgasms. Her pussy quivered in her slacks, harmonized with the exact frequency of what sex meant to her now.

Stan was sold, soft hearted man that he was. He couldn't bare to see even a monster like Olympias suffer. Eve liked that, this was her wish for Stan and Skylar had done good work. She could see his face twist in pain, despite what he thought of himself he was a good man. Cleopatra had made him attracted to the corruption of this show, but lust and action were not the same thing.

"No." Eve said, pushing Stan gently inside. She turned to see Olympias' horrified face stare up at her, just long enough for her to shut the door on her.

"What are you doing, I haven't slept with her this week they'll..."

Eve silenced him with a finger on his lip. "Let me bare that pain."

"Eve..."

"The universe Stan." Eve said gently. "The universe, we have to win, and the sex might not be enough."

"Hmmm." Stan didn't legibly respond to it, all he had was a displeased grunt. He looked to the door, he wasn't particularly close to Olympias. Not at all actually, she was probably the Contestant he liked the least now that Nzinga was gone, but still.

"Let me cook you something." Eve guided him to the living room. "Put it out of your mind. We'll eat, we'll relax, and when you're ready my butt is yours."

"Oh no." Helen's heart sank, when she saw Olympias moving through the lobby. She ran in from the snow, powder still dusting her ski cap. "They said no?"

Olympias was shaking, with clenched fist, and hunched shoulders at first Helen thought it was Grecian rage. But now she saw nothing else in her statuesque protector: devastation. "I'm finished."

"No." Helen sniffled and wrapped her arms around that great woman. "I can't believe he pushed you away!"

"It was Eve." Olympias' voice had a catch in it.

"Eve..." Helen growled. "Why am I not surprised?" Team holy struck again. Eve and Erica weren't satisfied with having everything handed to them, they need to sabotage everyone else too. "There must be something we can do. We have points, there must be something we can upgrade to get you a shot, maybe Cleopatra could help..."

"No." Olympias shook her head. "I'm done. If that was Satan in there I could handle it, but... no it doesn't matter." She sniffed, had she been crying? "Helen you mean everything to me..." She gulped. "I want to help you win."

"Stop!" Helen pushed her. "We've got hours to get you laid, we're not going to... mph!" Olympias locked lips with Helen, and held her in tight sweet kiss.

Mouth to Mouth +2

Helen 35VP

"I discovered I was a lesbian yesterday." Olympias whispered, and was too ashamed to even look at Helen. "I want you to win..."

Helen gulped, Olympias was really going to sacrifice her last chance... for her. "You're the best friend I've ever had!" She cried, and when and hugged Olympias all over again. She broke down into a shuddering wail, that caught the attention of all the NPC's in the lounge. What made it worse was when she felt Olympias shudder too.

"I love you Helen!" Olympias cried, truly cried as she held her friend near to her heart. "Please remember me like this."

"Of course." Helen sobbed. "I could never forget you!"

Saving the world looked a lot like two perfect hills of flesh twerking in Stan's direction. Beneath Eve's immense backside was her forest of gentle golden hairs, which grew around her vagina like a forest around a lake. Then there was a lake, that life-giving all-birthing pussy. That glistening, perfect sex toy, eager for him. The furnace of all humanity, and above it a wrinkled little hole. Stan couldn't think of any suitable metaphors for her asshole but admired it nonetheless. You can't fuck a hole you don't respect.

He couldn't tell if Eve was good at twerking, or if she just had certain advantages, given her supernatural backside. Stan had to guess it was the later, no way they were dropping it in biblical times.

"I feel like I should be putting up a bigger fight." He laughed, and ran her hands along her backside, it wasn't even dimpled like Xi or Elizabeth's had been last. Just these perfect sexy arms that he got to spread.

"Don't fight a good thing." Even whispered, shaking her ass some more. She was bent over the couch. A destroyed meal rested on the coffee table. She was not the best cook Stan had been served by at the lodge. Culinary arts had come a long way since year one. Plus in Eden the rocks were probably edible, and probably tasted better than a burger. Oh how the world had fallen. All that being said Stan dutifully ate it all. Fucking builds an appetite.

While bent over she grabbed a bottle of lube, and sprayed herself down. She let the oil cascade over her backside, like chocolate sauce over two scoops of vanilla ice cream. The clear liquid coated her cheeks, and ran down her crack, her pussy needed no lubing, but the buh-hole certainly appreciated it. She spread the oil around, and this man was enjoying the show. Why mix words? He was jerking it. He watched her rub the oil into her massive ass, watched it get oily, shiny wet. She smacked it lewdly. Wetness flew this way and that. It made a wonderful 'splat' with each hit.

"Come and get it." She sang and gave that than one last wiggled. Beads of oil flew this way and that. He had to feel it. He took his cock had and rubbed it against her ass. The slickness was divine. She moans as he racked his head against her ass. The excitement was getting to him, he got that extra measure of hard one gets when they're very much into the scene, and his eagerness told him to go to the hole go, home. So he brought his dick around and rested it between those two great divides. The pillows were so immense they could swallow his dick up hole...

He gently rocked his hips, let his dick squeeze between her cheeks. It felt nice. Grunting a bit he spanked her with both hands. Each ass cheek wobbled, and sprayed oil. He gripped the globs of fat roughly and squeezed them around his dick.

"Is that how this goes?" She giggled, as he started to fuck her ass crack.

"I think so." He chuckled and kept going at it. The scene was marvelous in it's lewdness. Everything was so slick, so wet. It felt dirty, and fun. That was an easy feeling to fall into around Eve. She radiated fun, what other girl would have let him do this? One or two, but Eve was moaning. She was hissing and whispering, and egging him on. She wanted this. Or at least wanted the experience, the discovery of something exciting.

"Yes Stan, yes! Us my big mommy booty, remember how small it was?" She betrayed herself with a moan of her own as she remembered her formerly perfect ass. Now replaced with this over sized dumpy. "The show gave me a big ass for you to play with just like this!"

Their breathing picked up, he started to find the rhythm this act demanded, and she began to touch herself. She dreamed of how obscene her ass had become, and the reaction of the audience when they saw how much she'd chanced since the week before. People would be shocked, disgusted even. Her ass had been perfect, not a soul alive would have been unattracted to it, now it was just so big. Maybe some people would love it more, but for some it was now no doubt just too big.

Corruption.

"You look like a freak." Stan grunted, gripping her cheeks like handle bars. The tip of his cock was come in and out of his sight as he slayed her crack.

"Yes!" She groaned and strummed her clit. "Make me a fertility idol, and let me have all your sex! Give everything to me Stan!"

His hips were a blur. "I can't wait to see what they do to you tomorrow!"

"You better fuck me good tonight Stan!" Otherwise I'm getting everyone's trait!

"Aaaaah!" He grunted and gave her ass an aggressive slap. She groaned, and plunged fingers into her clit.

"Yeah, you want to see that? I can be everything for you, give me your points, and your jizz and all your love, and I'll save this world Stan."

"Ah, ah! You're so fucking hot."

"And if I don't save the world, then at least I'm going to make you come hard!"

As if on command he thrust himself forward pressed her cheeks together, and shot his load through her crevice, up her back and into her hair.

Hot Doggin' +3

First! +3

Eve 62VP

"Did you like that?" She shook her booty some more, honestly she couldn't stop shaking it. "Did you like making love to my big shiny ass?"