Courtney

Of course Courtney she went to C.I.T training after all, she had arrived on the island and shown to the rickety cabin that she was expected to share not just with other campers but with people on the other team. While everyone else was getting chummy and making friends with contestants they'd have to vote out in a few days Courtney was focused on unpacking, no emotional attachments just win this game get the million dollars and her future was in her grasp. As she was going through her internal itinerary she noted something extra was in her suitcase; a small black book with loops holding a pen and mechanical pencil, with plain white text carved "The Rulebook" could it be that they slipped this in during transit? Did everyone else have a book of rules for the game?

Courtney flipped the book open expecting pages of legalese but instead there were instead simple instructions.

"The world runs on rules. Schools and companies have their handbooks. Neighborhoods have their homeowners associations. Even countries have their laws. You spend all day following rules. Wouldn't it be nice if you could be the one writing the rules for once? Now you can. This is the Rulebook. Simply put the name of an organization and write your rules. Any rule you can think of will be followed by everyone in that organization.

You can write Old Rules and New Rules. People will treat Old Rules casually, like they've been around forever. The world will even change to accommodate Old Rules as you write them. On the other hand, New Rules only go into effect once you've written them down. People will still follow them, but they may express nervousness, embarrassment, excitement, or other emotions about them.

Oh, and One last tip: make sure you use a pencil. Wouldn't want you regretting your changes."

Below that written in ink

Total Drama Island

Old rule: all campers will be eighteen or older

That was odd thought Courtney, she certainly remembered being eighteen when they accepted her audition, she wouldn't have signed up if she wasn't allowed to join_, _not realizing her age had shifted a few years forward alongside the rest of the campers. How strange Courtney pondered for a moment oddly compelled to test the book's power. Alright we're on television there are rules that we can and can't break by being on television so let's try something absurd.

Total drama island

Old rule: All female campers must be topless at all times.

There, there was no way they would enforce such a rule especially on a show that is supposed to publicly broadcast in Canada. Before she could finish her thought though she felt goosebumps crawl across her bare back looking past her new rulebook she watched as the clothes she had carefully laid out began to shift leaving her pants and her panties alongside a few reliable shoes but nothing that could conceivably cover her bust.

"I can't believe we're expected to spend this whole season with our boobs out" complained Heather lugging her recently smaller wardrobe in.

"I dunno its kind of nice to just let the girls air out and kind of hot knowing thousands of people were watching." Izzy said laying out on her new bed.

"I mean they're going to censor us right? People won't actually see our boobs right?" Gwen asked covering her chest with one hand while struggling to carry what remained of her clothes in with the other hand.

"They'd have to right? Otherwise they couldn't air on tv right?" Leshawna sighed.

Courtney turned gawking to see the rest of the girls wandering the cabin completely topless, everyone for the most part seemed to have accepted that they had signed up for a show where they'd be required to walk around with their breasts out in the open for everyone to see.

****

It was at that moment the memories flooded back, she had heard about the show and felt she had what it took to win the show and when she was taken to a secondary audition they had sat her down on a black couch and asked her upfront if she was willing to do anything to be a part of total drama island.

"Of course I am" she responded with her friendliest smile.

"So if we for example told you to eat some gross food in the show that would be fine?" the cameraman asked.

"No problem"

"What if we made you wear something for a challenge like a chicken hat." they asked.

"No problem" she repeated.

"What about if you couldn't have something like your phone?" they asked a bit more curious.

"That would be...fine" she still kept her smile but was curious where this was going.

"Ok so long as you agree to go without some things you'd normally want to have then you'll be perfect" they handed her a contract that expressed the rules she'd have to follow and failed to notice that she agreed to whatever uniform they demanded of her.

After a few days she had made her way onto the boat headed towards the island when the camera crew approached her, she had expected they were going to interview her when the camera woman told her to take her top off.

"What?" she blurted out covering her chest.

"Take your top off, its in the rules you agreed to." they presented the same contract to her with the sections she had missed highlighted insisting she had to cooperate or be kicked off the show. She didn't comply immediately but as they got closer her fear mounted that she would have to go back home and explain that she lost before she could even begin and begrudgingly began to strip her shirt and bra off. The cold spray coming off the boat was almost as bad as having to hand them her bag so they could rummage through for anything she could cover her boobs with.

Then in a flash she was back in the cabin the memories the rulebook had inserted finished their flood back into her mind.

"Oh, oh no" she murmured she had to fix this.