Fourth round

Sarah’s vibrator never stopped buzzing, teasing her pussy and distracting the contestant. She was certain that she knew the answers to all of the questions, but just could not find them in her memory on time. Her mental discipline was enough to cope with stress, but it lost its struggle against horniness.

What is the capital city of El Salvador? San Salvador. What is the capital city of Tunisia? Tunis. What is the capital of Mexico? Mexico City. This is funny, Sarah said, smiling. What is the capital city of Libya? I know that one. It’s Tobruk. WRONG. What is the capital city of Jordan? I knew that one as well, she said, but with less confidence this time. Is it Petra? WRONG.

“Two mistakes this time, Sarah,” the host announced, “you'll get moderately more transformations,” Frank never let go of a joke once he caught one, even if it was not particularly good.

But the contestant still wanted to make a good impression and was aroused enough not to care about the fact that she was the object of the joke. She laughed and also stopped fighting the growing arousal for the time.

“Draw two transformation cards,” the host added.

“Hair Extension and Submissiveness. Eh.”

“You don’t like it? The latter is the audience’s favourite.”

“But I’m an officer. I’m supposed to be dominant,” the Major replied.

“Do you want to discard it then?”

“Yes.”

“Draw two new cards.”

“Slutification of Clothes and High Heels. Oh my!”

“A very fitting combination, don’t you think?”

“It is,” Sarah agreed, “I’m not just a soldier, but also a woman. I like short skirts and high heels,” it was an understatement, but she did not want to admit it publicly yet, “but that’s when I’m not on duty. I hope that my superiors will be flexible and loosen the dress code for me.”

“Now you’re talking like a true bimbo,” Frank said with a wink.

“I’ll take it as a complement, so thank you,” Sarah replied, smiling.

“Go into The Chamber, so we can admire your new uniform. And hair.”

The Major went to the device excited. She had seen enough Bimbo shows to know that the compulsion that came with the transformation could not simply be ignored. Once she had exited The Chamber she would not be able to wear regular clothes. Even now she preferred to wear sexy revealing outfits, but more often than not had to apply to dress codes and customs. Her superiors might be a problem, but she believed they should be lenient. After all they were the ones who had sent her here and she was supposed to work in the media in the future. Sarah considered all of the incoming transformations to be positive, even before they were executed. The contestant closed her eyes and soon sensed the familiar itching on her head. She felt her clothes change as well, but that impacted her body indirectly. In the case of the outfit, seeing was more important than feeling. Eventually the door opened and Sarah could finally admire her altered self.

The camera first zoomed in on her head where there was a lot more ginger hair. The increase of length and volume was clearly noticeable. Sarah’s hair now reached slightly beneath her shoulders and created a fiery halo around her head; it did not look disorderly though. The camera then slowly moved down exhibiting in detail all the not-so-subtle changes in Sarah’s outfit. The tie was gone, as were the few top buttons from the Major’s shirt. It was redesigned, along with the bra underneath, to flaunt her new breasts. The cleavage was tasteful though, it would be considered appropriate in most places, with the exception of the military. The jacket and the belt remained mostly unaltered, but now even better enhanced Sarah’s hourglass figure. Her skirt became even tighter around her buttocks, but most importantly it was shorter. It ended about ten centimetres below her buttocks and safely covered the tops of her stockings. The outfit was definitely sexy and a bit naughty, but not yet scandalous; apart from one item. Sarah’s heels were now sixteen centimetre tall, the shoes also had three centimetre tall platforms and were even glossier than previously. The stilettos were so thin that they could be considered a weapon. The Major’s original shoes could be described as ‘flirty’, the new ones were undeniably fuck-me-heels.

The audience cheered loudly with appreciation. When they host said:

“Welcome back, Sarah. I hope you like the changes as much as we do.”

“I do!” the contestant replied simply with a bright smile, “my clothes are gorgeous and the heels are crazy, but they feel as comfortable as loafers.”

Sarah had always been a fan of high heels, but even she would not call such insane stilettos comfortable without being transformed first.

“So you won’t mind giving the audience a little show on our catwalk?” Frank gestured towards the stage.

“With pleasure,” the Major’s words were genuine.

She had always liked to show off and felt that this was the perfect opportunity. The vibrator inside of her pussy kept gently buzzing, not strong enough to ever make her climax, but the arousal kept constantly mounting up; the feeling made her bold.

Sarah put on her best impression of a model walk and strode across the stage. Her stilettos were clicking loudly on the hard surface. Her breasts bounced happily. The new bra might have been perfect for flaunting the cleavage, but it offered little actual support when walking; obviously it was intentional. The camera made sure not to miss any sexy detail. The contestant reached the end of the stage, turned around and crossed it once more. Her effort was rewarded with a loud applause.

“Thank you, Sarah,” the host said when the clapping quieted down, “a lovely show. The clothes make the bimbo, but it’s the attitude that’s crucial.”

“Ha!” the contestant laughed, “hard to argue with that.”

She returned to her panel using the same model walk.

“Ready for the fifth round?”

“Yes…” she replied and instead naming the next category she inhaled deeply. The vibrator somehow struck a more sensitive spot.

“Are you sure?” Frank asked with a knowing smile. There were some laughs in the audience.

“A certain toy isn’t making it easier for me, but that won’t improve, will it? Milestones of the 20th Century,” the contestant mustered more confidence to say out the category.