Dawn of the Second Contest

Kate - 39 VP (Fucked the Master, Fucked the Master, Fucked the Master [Repeat Performance Penalty], Fucked the Master [Repeat Performance Penalty], Fucked the Master [Repeat Performance Penalty], Squirted on the Master's Face)

Nat - 22 VP (No Change)

Annie - 17 VP (Performative Masturbation)

Danni - 21 VP (Master Sex Act w/ Two Subjects)

River - 15 VP (Got Themselves Cucked, Masturbated for The Master)

Sigrid - 5 VP (No Change)

Mia - 4 VP (No Change)

Mia's latest punishment had her squirming. She couldn't take the shame of yesterday and knowing that she'd cum in front of her audience every time she lost kept her away from her computer. So, she'd woken up with a buttplug in her asshole. Naturally, this meant she was deeply, deeply unfocused, with every time she moved too much sending her attention right down to her butthole. Luckily, she'd tested with Sigrid and, after she didn't cum when she lost a round of scissors-paper-rock, she'd gotten her streaming in, Kate having been out of the room again as she'd woken up this morning. Even with that load off of her shoulders, the miserable experience of her chat spamming her to let Kate go down on her constantly really dropped her morale.

Also on low morale, Sigrid was desperately trying to not look at her hands. Her surprise tattoos over the last few days had been a real rollercoaster. She'd had back to back 'wins' with Bastila from Knights of the Old Republic and Wonder Woman on her right calf and left forearm respectively, getting a real 'strong women with weapons' theme going. Now, as with all her other tattoos, she'd have preferred Bastila to not be in a thong bodysuit version of her outfit, and for Wonder Woman to be wearing something a little more in-line with the classic look instead of the bra and micro miniskirt version of it that had been put on her. But, she wasn't mad at the subject matter. Her mood dropped slightly as she was outed as a League player, with her main, Riven, appearing on her left thigh. However, with none of the other people in the building seemingly understanding why that was shameful, she'd decided to let it and the fact that Riven was in the 'Battle Bunny' outfit reluctantly slide. No, what had really been the valley after that peak had been today's changes. They were about thirty minutes away from getting into the lift and, frustrated with the size of her tits, Sigrid had reset them a little early. Her reward? "GOTH SLUT" across her knuckles, like a "LOVE HATE" tattoo. She liked her hands. She was proud of her hands. She worked with them. She spent a lot of time looking at them. And now? Now she had a horrific reminder of her predicament permanently inked upon them.

As such, when Kate, River and Danni poured out of the elevator, she was almost hoping the blonde would do something to piss her off again. She wanted somewhere to direct her frustration. The laughing from the now quite obvious alliance made her feel bad for wanting to feel angry, which in turn just made her angrier, this time at herself.

Kate did stop laughing quickly upon seeing Sigrid sitting outside the lift. "C'mon River, we need to change."

"Yeah, that's fair. May as well deal with whatever fresh hell this show has for us in fresh clothes." River said, getting a chuckle from the other two.

Danni, in the pants that had become her go-to with the new wardrobe, waved bye to the rest of her alliance and sat down next to Sigrid. It was a tense few seconds. Danni had no idea why Sigrid was in such a mood, but felt she had to be the one to break the tension. "I'm going to miss it."

"Miss what?"

"Being the Master. It's almost worth having a dick."

"You liked it?"

"It's the ultimate bribe. Literally, I think everything about the last week was designed to make me want to do that again."

"Huh." Sigrid rubbed at the back of her knuckles, as though she might get lucky and find out these tattoos were temporary.

In the silence again, Danni was relieved to hear the elevator ding again. She was noticeably less relieved to see Rahne, in a shimmery emerald micro mini dress stride out. "Ooh, I knew coming down early would be a good call." She pointed at Danni and Sigrid. "Pants and shorts aren't allowed for this contest. You two will need to change."

Sigrid stood, turned, smacked her palm off the concrete loudly, causing Mia, in what was apparently an acceptable pleated skirt, to jump, and walked into her room. Danni, worried she'd upset Sigrid somehow just sheepishly went to the lift to go back to the Master Suite.

"I'm, um, I'm sorry. I, uh, forgot."

"Oh, you forgot did you?" What had been a weirdly tense elevator ride had only gotten worse with Nat's outburst. Grumpily folding her arms underneath the two 'larger than her head' sized breasts that had appeared. Nat's remote had landed on the 'small tits, small brain' side every time so far; making this the first time anyone had seen the ****, J-cup side of Nat's transformation. "Didn't forget about Kate."

"Hey, what the fuck's that supposed to mean?" Kate pushed her way over in the lift.

"It means Danni remembered you five times before you remembered Danni all over Danni's face last night" Nat was being needlessly cruel, but, as she reasoned, being forgotten will do that to a person.

Rahne snorted air out of their nose. It was a good line. Even if the host was supposed to remain impartial.

Danni blushed, remembering the night had ended with Kate masturbating on top of the piano, determined to defile it after finding out what it cost.

"Can we calm down?" Sigrid stepped in, deliberately choosing to face Kate, knowing that would probably make it worse.

"Calm do- she started it!" Kate tried to point past Sigrid.

"And you're gonna be the bigger person and finish it, okay?"

Nat fired again. "What are you complaining for anyway? Your trio probably has some plan to make us all lose anyway."

"Oh, I'm sorry! Are you keen on finding out whatever the hell an 'elimination transformation' is? Or are you just gonna blame us for trying to get as many points as possible?" Kate shouted around Sigrid.

Sigrid went to put a hand out to block Kate, but clenched them shut seeing her fingers. "I think," Sigrid said tensely. "Nat's point is that you three helping each other only hurts the rest of us."

Mia shuffled awkwardly, her leg bouncing again. She hated conflict at the best of times.

"What if the four of us grouped up?" Annie meekly chimed in.

"I'm sorry, what?" Kate said, turning her attitude to the redhead.

"The four of us could group up."

"Is that a threat?" All of a sudden, Sigrid was awkwardly shuffling around in the lift to get between Kate and Annie.

"No! It's..." Annie waved her hands around, trying to find the words. "Game theory."

"This is a game to you? Because I don't know about you, but I don't feel like being turned into a porn star."

Danni thumped the side of the lift. "Okay, look," the others couldn't help but turn to Danni. Her time as the master was almost over, but what little authority she had left was being cashed in. "Yes, the three of us worked together. Yes, we agreed to help each other win. That doesn't mean for one fucking second that we're out to hurt any of you. All it means is that if it comes down to it, the three of us are choosing to put each other first. And I hope that the last week, if nothing else, has given you some kind of reason to trust me."

That seemed to calm the group, which returned to an uncomfortable silence.

"Yeesh," Rahne exclaimed. "It is tense in here."

Nat snorted air out her nose. This was her first time operating at full tit/brain power and her plan to shake the foundations of the alliance that had ruined them all last game had worked perfectly.

The harem poured out of the elevator and into the staging area. The site of so many of the more fucked up things they'd been **** to do since arriving had its usual glitz and glamour, this time focused on seven side by side booths. High walls with little benches had Annie grinning. She knew an exam booth when she saw one.

"Welcome, Harem, to your second challenge! How has the week been for you?"

No-one spoke up. Sigrid put her hands behind her back, Annie blushed, Mia blushed harder, Nat scowled, Danni and Kate shared a look and a grin, and River looked at the two of them and bit their lip. But no-one spoke up.

"With this, the start of our second contest, it's time to take the title of Master back." Rahne gestured for Danni who reluctantly approached the stage.

"Danni, how has the the week been from the perspective of the Master."

"Haven't seen it from the other side, so, I don't have much to compare it to." Danni diplomatically answered.

"Well, with any luck, you'll continue to not know what that's like after this week!"

"With any luck."

"Well, it's time!" Rahne snapped her fingers and Danni felt her underwear stop stretching and sit flush against her mound again; the bulge, once alien, now feeling absent from her body.

"Hey!" Shouted Kate. "What about our clothes?!"

"Your wardrobes back in your suites have been returned to their prior states. Except, of course, yours, the only member of the harem to take my deal. Or have you forgotten?"

Kate opened her mouth, then just shut it and snorted, rather than admit that, yeah, she kind of had forgotten.

"And with that formality out of the way, let's have each of you take a booth! Feel free to choose!"

"Let's spread out." River whispered to the other two members of their alliance as the harem trudged up to the stage as though it were the gallows. "Might help."

Kate, with this command, pushed her way into the middle, letting her co-conspirators take the edge spots. Nat, observing this, took the booth between the two rhyming contestants: Danni and Annie, leaving Sigrid and Mia in between Kate and River on the other side.

"Please step into your booths! And remove your underwear or we'll do it for you!"

Understanding this might have been why the skirts and dresses were insisted upon, Sigrid grumbled as she hooked her thumbs up under her skirt and pulled off her underwear. The rest of the harem following suit.

"And now stand on the two foot shapes on the ground."

With the harem in position, a loud clang rang out as they all looked down to find their feet locked in place. The ground beneath them opening up, Danni shouting "Hey!" as her underwear dropped into the abyss.

Mia started shaking, afraid and lacking understanding as, emerging from the hole, was what looked like a black leather saddle that pushed upwards until it was intimately snug between everyone's legs.

"You'll be playing Sybian Trivia!" Announced Rahne. "In this last slut standing contest, you'll all answer a trivia question. Each time you get it wrong, the industrial strength vibrators you're all going to be strapped to will go up in power. Orgasm and you're out. And, yes, River, we will be temporarily disabling your transformation for the duration of the contest."

River, who hadn't even considered their transformation by the time Rahne addressed it, groaned, acutely aware that their strategy of separating the alliance had done the exact opposite of helped. Isolating the group had spread them out and made any kind of helping each other nigh impossible without shouting out answers for everyone.

"And, if you're all ready, we'll begin...