Everyone Has Their Role to Play

"And welcome back! It's been a rollercoaster of votes and we're ready to annou-"

"Hold the fuck on!" Kate called out. "What do you mean? When did the voti-nungh"

Rahne had snapped her fingers and a ball gag had appeared in the fiesty blonde's mouth. "Now, that's more than enough interruptions of you you for now." Kate was scrambling, trying to find the buckle to remove it. "Just relax, I'll remove it when it comes time to get your feedback."

"Now, as I was saying, we're now ready to announce results! Thanks to the time dilation of this universe," Rahne paused and stared at Kate in a way that said this was the answer she could have waited three more seconds for. "Everything is already tabulated in the blink of an eye! Results immediately! Speaking of, let's talk about out first transformation."

The spotlights on everyone but Rahne and Annie dim as Rahne walks over:

"Far and away the most popular option was yours Annie! You're going to be our little freak here in the hotel this season!"

Annie - Freak - Kink Roulette - Every morning, this contestant will randomly acquire three kinks from a list of one hundred. At the end of the day, they may choose one kink to keep permanently. Any kink they've received three times will also become permanent. If any kink becomes permanent, they will not acquire any new kinks for the next day.

"Oh, um, thanks audience? I guess?"

"You seem unsure." Rahne leaned in with a smirk. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

"I guess, I, uh," Annie took a deep breath. "I'm really glad I'm not the Bimbo or Pornstar. But it's a lot more real now that it's, y'know really happening."

"And we should get this happening! You'll find yourself aware of your first three kinks. Don't worry, all of the other contestants will have no idea. It'll just be you, me and the extremely eager audience that knows!"

Annie looked around, getting the bearings of her newly addled brain. Her thoughts wandered as her eyes landed on the cage with Danni and Kate in it. Her first three fetishes conjured into one fantasy where Kate had won Weekly Master and Danni and Annie were having a Threesome with her. Kate was Spanking her ass while pounding her from behind while Annie and Danni engaged in some Cum Play swapping one of Kate's earlier loads between their mouths as they kissed. The shudder down Annie's spine went straight to her pussy and she could feel herself get flushed as she stared at the two women. Kate caught Annie's eye and raised an eyebrow, the gag forcing her to wait until she could ask "what the fuck are you looking at?" later.

"Let's move on to our next most popular option! Mia may have led this category early, but, after a neck and neck race, she's been saved from her worst case scenario as Danni is due to become our Party Girl!"

Danni - Party Girl - Dress Code - Well, you've always got to be ready to party and that means you've always got to be wearing something that will let you in any venue. Heels are going to become mandatory. As is some kind of skimpy, club ready outfit! We'll throw in the ability to be a comfortable temperature in any outfit for free; wouldn't want you to freeze or get sick while slutting it up!

"Ah shit." Danni grumbled as the spotlight lit up the cage with her and Kate in it.

"You don't seem happy Danni. What's wrong?" Rahne asked as she sauntered over.

"What, I'm supposed to be chuffed you're completely changing my appearance?"

"Many would consider you to have gotten off lightly there."

"I mean, I'm definitely glad it's not Pornstar or Bimbo." Danni shrugged. "Doesn't mean I have to be happy."

"We'll get past your tough exterior and get a non-magically compelled honest answer out of you eventually." Rahne bemoaned as she raised her hand preparing to click. "In the mean time..."

Danni felt the air on her skin as the t-shirt and work pants she had been wearing were replaced. Looking down she saw way more skin than she'd worn in public outside of going to the beach. Rahne had put her in a black, strapless tub dress that managed to show too much cleavage and too much leg all at once; especially with how the nude colour three inch block heel sandals lengthened her legs out.

Danni did not notice Annie bite her lip as Annie's threesome fantasy updated in her head.

"Fuck." Danni noticed Rahne about to talk and cut her off "Yeah, yeah, I'm just not used to walking in heels."

"Speaking of things we're not used to, let's talk to River!" Danni was thankful as the light dimmed around her. River was noticeably less thankful as theirs brightened.

"River, if it weren't for how eager everyone was to make Annie into a little freak, you would have been our most popular response! The audience really wanted to reshape you in a multitude of ways. You won two categories and were top three for another pair! How do you feel?"

"Um... good? Con-uh, confused mostly."

"That makes a lot of sense. Do you think it's because people really liked you or because people wanted to see you change the most?"

"Oh, um, I have no idea how to answer that."

"Well, your two wins were for Pornstar and for Cuckquean and, luckily for you, more of the audience wants to give you exactly what you wanted!"

River - Cuckquean - It's Like A Reward - Good news and bad news for this contestant. The good news is that they will cum every time their Master cums. The bad news is that they can only cum when someone other than them makes the Master cum. This contestant will also crave at least one orgasm a day and will find it increasingly hard to focus on anything other than getting someone else to fuck their Master until they receive their vicarious orgasm.

There's a silence as River takes it in, glad they were teleported with their glasses.

"What do you think?" Prompted Rahne, trying to speed River's thoughts up.

"I think there might be a problem. We, uh, we won't have a Master yet."

"And?"

"And, I, uh, I won't be able to, y'know, finish without a Master."

"That's going to be a rough first week, for sure." Rahne said with a grin, implying the lack of any real option would continue.

"Oh..." River seemed diminished and defeated.

"I'm sure you'll work something out. Moving on!"

The lights went back up in the cage with Danni and Kate in it, causing the scantily clad Danni to slink to the back of the cage, feeling very exposed.

"Kate, your transformation comes with an apology to the audience. You see, you were actually the third place finisher for this transformation, but two of the three contestants to have gone before you are also the two ahead of you for this vote! They just all happened to be far more popular choices for the other roles... so, we're cutting things off before we have to descend below 3rd place!"

Rahne's pause, usually in invitation to speak was met with an angry shrug from Kate as she tried her best to convey "Well, what the fuck do you want me to do about it?" through body language.

"So, it is with apologies to everyone who wanted to see our resident enby fuck the pizza guy that I reveal Kate, our newest Pornstar!"

Kate - Pornstar - And How Would You Like To Pay? - This contestant will now constantly loose their wallet/purse/intended payment method. No worries! This contestant will also find that, when that happens, up to the entire value of anything they attempt to purchase can be bought with sex acts. Smaller purchases like gum or a cup of coffee might require only a kiss. Purchasing a house might require being gang-banged by the entire real-estate firm once a month for a few years. Magical purchases while in the harem may require magically enhanced sex acts or even transformations; depending on how big the purchase is.

"FUUUUCK!" Kate yelled out railing against the bars of her cage, the ball-gag removed, as promised, to get her reaction "Fuck you! Fuck this show! Fuck this stage! Fuck this cage! This is a huge load of bullshit..."

Rahne mimed turning down a volume knob until Kate was just silently going on her tirade. "Well, we know how she feels at least."

River could feel the vitriol from behind Kate's eyes, the ball-gag holding back a torrent of **** headed the way of the only person Kate knew to have been spared the fate that had befallen her.

"Now, while we're getting people who haven't won a category out of the way, let's move on to..." The spotlights switched intensity and lit up Mia's cage. Mia looked resigned to her fate, eyes closed and lip trembling as she tried to keep a bold face.

"Why so glum Mia?" The purple-haired host asked as the black heels she'd paired with her suit clicked and clacked their way across the stage.

"There's only three transformations left. I know I said I didn't want the Party Girl, but... I really don't want Bimbo. I can't lose my words. I can't lose the one thing I'm good at."

"Then why not say it earlier? Why didn't you say it for your least wanted transformation?"

"I... don't know."

"Well, Mia, I'm sorry to say, that, while the winner for your role is still in play, you were so far down the list for the other two that I couldn't even think of giving you one of them. So, I'm very sorry to say, Mia, your new role is..."

Mia - E-Girl - UwUification - Well, we wouldn't want you to not look the part! Congrats, you've got split dyed hair and the most stereotypical slutty e-girl wardrobe we could put together! You're also going to shrink by six inches, making you the perfect petite little e-girl slut that everyone wants to bend over their gaming chair!

Mia's eyes were still clenched, shut tight behind her glasses, **** to not look up and read her new transformation. In fact, if it weren't for the air on her stomach confusing her she might not have summoned the courage. Instead, she looked down, expecting everything in bimbo pink, only to be pleasantly surprised by a white raglan crop top with light blue trim worn over a long sleeve fishnet bodysuit. A skimpy pleated skirt in a matching shade of blue and pair of stripy thigh high socks completed her outfit. She took her hair out of the bun it was in to be able to see the end of it, the left side now being a soft pastel pink, and the right being a hard contrast jet black. "Oh thank fuck," Mia murmured, glad her Scrabble ability was still intact.

"Why would you phrase it like that? You sadist!" Shouted Sigrid from the cage next door. Mia looked back up at the blacksmith in the cage next to her, now from the extremely diminutive height of 4'11". The tall Nordic blonde towered over her by well over a foot now.

"I said it that way because I am very sorry: the audience wanted Nat to win that role. I'm sorry to them. Speaking of..." The spotlights shifted again, lighting up the tall woman who has just spoken up.

"Oh, so I'm getting punished for speaking out too now?"

"Oh, on the contrary. The audience loves it. They want you to have the most human reactions possible. I'm only shutting Kate up because she'd stop the entire proceedings with her tirades." Kate steamed at this comment, unable to deny it, even if she hadn't been muted.

Rahne continued grilling Sigrid. "Though, I can't help but notice you only put your head out when Mia was in distress."

"Yeah, you're bullying her. I don't stand for that." Sigrid, the only contestant with any amount of height on Rahne did her best to look intimidating, her well muscled arms stretching the sleeves of her t-shirt.

Unfortunately, as Sigrid herself had established earlier, when the host has magic powers, physical stature does little to intimidate. "Are you jealous of her transformation? That height drop would have brought you to a positively normal 5'8". I could see if I could make that happen?"

Sigrid stood tall, not letting the existential threat this woman presented, nor the apparent deep and intimate knowledge Rahne apparently had of her insecurities, faze her outwardly.

"Or are you just afraid you landed The Bimbo?" Sigrid's neck tensed, just the slightest amount, enough to tell Rahne that she was indeed afraid.

"See, we were a little bit confused with what to do with you, Sigrid. And so were the audience. You didn't win a single category. In fact, you were the least chosen contestant for any of the transformations. How does that make you feel?"

"Like the audience like me the way I am."

"Bold assumption. Maybe you were just the most boring?"

"Boring feels like a safe move in this game."

"To start, sure," Rahne conceded. "But remember, you have Best Girl polls to try to win."

"Let's see if that transformation will work in my favour then." The two tall women stared each other down, the cocky grin on Rahne's face being met with the 'bring it on' smirk on Sigrid's. The producers let this moment linger, the tension between the two women being palpable.

"Sigrid, I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun." Rahne said, her green eyes being deep and unreadable.

"Rahne, I think you should rot in hell." Sigrid retorted, her piercing blue eyes hiding her thumping, racing heart as she stared down the clear threat in the room, hoping she wasn't like one of the many animals you should absolutely not make eye contact with when it's stalking you as its prey.

Rahne didn't break contact. She just raised her hands and snapped her fingers, putting Sigrid's transformation into effect.

Sigrid - Goth - Tit for Tatt - Every hour, there is a 1-in-3 chance of an increase in bust size. However, bust can be reset to a AA-Cup, in return for a random sexually explicit and/or degrading tattoo or piercing. The chance of this happening will double if the contestant wears any clothing that is both not black and not goth-inspired (eg. Red vampire-inspired lingerie or a purple studded choker would be okay).

Curiosity got the better of Sigrid. She looked away to read the screen. As she did, Rahne turned back to the audience. "You see, Sigrid here is another recipient of a transformation where everyone ahead of her already has a transformation." Rahne looked over at Nat, "Well, almost everyone. We'll get to you, hon."

"But we figured: Sigrid is the contestant where people cared the least about her transformations." Rahne turns back to Sigrid. "It should be pretty safe to give you something you only score middling results on."

"That's fine. I'll survive."

"Bold assumption this early in the game." Rahne quipped

"I think it's a pretty safe bet."

"Awww, mentioning thinking is such a perfect segue. We'll have some fun later." Rahne 'booped' the bars of the cage and moved on, the lights bringing up the last contestant.

"Nat, you know why mentioning thinking leads me to you by now, don't you?"

"I'd put two and two together, yeah."

"I'd get as much use out of that ability as possible while you still can, because you're not wrong. The audience also had you winning for the E-Girl, but not only did Mia need a role, you also scored higher for the Bimbo! How does that make you feel?"

"Like the audience has a weird Asian bimbo fetish?"

"I mean, they probably do! The bunch of perv's!" Rahne said, getting a laugh from her simulacrum audience.

Nat let out an exasperated sigh. "Come on, put me out of my misery."

"You heard her folks!"

Nat - Bimbo - Tit for Brains - Put simply, you can now either have normal tits or a normal IQ, but not both! A remote dial will be created and given the the Harem Master. Turning it all the way to the right will drop this contestant's ability to think all the way down until they're a gullible, easily fooled, complete ditz able to think about little else than fucking; but will give them a set very manageable B cup breasts. All the way to the left won't increase intelligence, but it will increase this contestant's ability to focus and apply themselves. This will come at the cost of enormous J-cup tits. Somewhere in the middle will make this contestant more gullible, with a enough speech pattern changes to be perceived as stupider, but no noticeable drop in intelligence outside of complicated thought and have F-cup tits.

Nat felt the clasp on her bra pop as her modest B-cups ballooned outwards. She instinctively held her hands to her chest, worried about the structural integrity of the dress she was wearing. "Oh holy shit these are way bigger than I thought."

"Yeah, we thought we'd start you at an H cup." Nat didn't have much of a frame of reference for an H-cup, but she definitely couldn't cross her arms in front of her chest anymore, so she knew it was definitely on the 'impractical to live your life like this' side of size.

"You see, we wanted your starting awareness equal to your normal awareness." Rahne then produced a very simple remote with a dial on it. "So you can be aware when we do this."

Nat felt her tits shrink as Rahne turned the dial. But the relief turned to panic as she could feel her thoughts get cloudier and cloudier. "It's like I'm, like, thinking through y'know, um, wet dirt or something." She hadn't even noticed her tits were even smaller than they started, now sitting on her chest at a perky B-cup.

"Oh I think the audience is going to have a lot of fun with this version of you."

"Ohmygosh, like, thanks!" Nat said, beaming genuinely at an idea she would have found horrifying fifteen seconds ago.

"You're super welcome." Rahne passed the remote to the Asian woman. "Feel free to play with this."

"Uh, sure, I guess. What does it, like, do even?"

"I'm sure you'll work it out." Rahne said, leaving the bimbo to inspect the remote and the other six contestants to look on in horror at Nat's **** intelligence drop. Even Kate was stunned into silence and Sigrid was definitely not planning on speaking up in defiance of Rahne again until she'd understood the rules better.

"Now, I'm sure a lot of you are thinking you got off light in comparison, and Nat, you're probably very focused on how unfair this feels." Rahne paused as she looked over at Nat who was mashing the remote against her pussy in a **** attempt to work out what it did while unable to think with anything other than her libido. "Okay, maybe not at the moment, but you will be. Let me assure you, there are some rough transformations on the path for all of you and performing poorly on the weekly challenges will make things harder for you."

Sigrid couldn't help but think 'Everyone Disliked That' looking around at the reactions of her fellow contestants.

Rahne turned back to the audience. "And that concludes our opening ceremony! Join us next episode when the Harem settles into their new abode, finds out what their day to day will look like and-"

"No, no, no, no, no, no!" The remote clattered to the ground as Nat exclaimed, too slow to get her hands to her tits to stop her dress ripping. Full bimbo-mode Nat's pussy mashing had caused an unlucky spin as the dial found its way between her pussy lips, taking it all the way up to full tit mode, and, faster than her mind could uncloud enough to tell her to protect her modesty, the Asian's pale tits blasted out the front of her dress as full, as-large-if-not-larger-than-her-head, J cups.

Rahne let the cameras linger on Nat, frantically trying to salvage her dress up in front of her tits while the rest of the group looked on horrified, but definitely thankful their transformations had not been so dramatic.

Then, almost as if she'd planned her closing statement around Nat's mishap, Rahne turned back to camera "-and gets up to all kinds of new mischief."

Rahne winked at the camera, and they cut to commercial