Gimmick Tweaks - Round One Results

With the polls currently coming to a close, Serenity can only shake her head in annoyance, glancing at her choice of Master and contestants. While unable to say anything towards them due to time staying unfrozen, Serenity does at least manage a smirk when she sees the votes being tallied. Not only had there been more votes given than she had truly expected, but there were also some rather interesting results thrown into the mix, to say the least.

“Oh, this is wonderful! Completely, utterly, undeniably wonderful!” Serenity mentally cheers to herself. “Thank the producers, these fans have some taste!” With her jubilation unable to be contained, Serenity grins as she turns away from the results. As the show’s theme song kicks in, Serenity returns to her previous position, catching the attention of the contestants around her.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back!” Serenity declares. “We are here live once more at The Palace at Harem Hotel, and during our episodic break, us here at Harem Hotel have been hard at work tallying your votes for this first set of transformations - or rather, gimmick tweaks - for our eight starting contestants!” With another flourish, Serenity gestures towards said contestants.

Given how they were responding prior to the episodic break, it’s no surprise that none of them are feeling anywhere near as excited as the host herself is. But unfortunately for them, no amount of excitement (or lack thereof) is able to prevent Serenity from moving right along, as she approaches Penelope. The platinum blonde-haired competitor looks up at Serenity from her chair, before shakily rising to her feet, feeling the spotlight shining down upon her once more.

“So Penelope, seeing as how you were the first contestant introduced, I think it only makes sense for you to be the first one to receive a transformation.” Serenity chimes, only to find herself being interrupted.

“Ahem.” Linda cuts in, clearing her throat with a soft, yet annoyed scowl on her face.

Serenity glances over towards Linda, who manages to stand - or rather, sit - her ground this time. Serenity blinks, before coming to an understanding. “Oh, right. My apologies.” Serenity waves off Linda’s interruption. “It’s not that I forgot about you, Linda. I just didn’t really count what happened to you as a proper transformation. More of a necessary action, you know? Seeing as how you slapped me across the face and broke one of the show’s major rules?”

“That doesn’t make this any better.” Linda thinks to herself, irritated by Serenity’s off-handed dismissal. Thanks to her transformation though, that errant thought is as far as her irritation gets, before both her and Serenity refocus their attention on the woman that’s currently sharing a spotlight with the aforementioned host.

“Anyways!” Serenity cuts in. “Penelope, it’s your turn to receive a transformation. And to be quite honest with you?” Serenity pulls Penelope closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “I think that the fans were pretty dead set on getting what they wanted out of you, considering the absolute chokehold that your transformation held over the poll.” Serenity conspiratorially stage whispers, before pulling away from her. “I guess the fans truly do listen to what the talent wants, after all! Or maybe they were just voting for themselves, regardless of whether or not you actually wanted what these fans have given you.”

At that, Penelope’s eyes flicker from the host to the blacked out screen, hoping to avoid whatever fate is about to be etched onto its display. Her body tenses as the screen comes to life, showing the votes that will determine her fate being tabulated.

“So, Penelope, with just about 64% of the vote, your winner, and first gimmick tweak of the season is… Picture Perfect!”

As soon as the words leave Serenity’s mouth, Penelope’s own mouth creaks open. While left speechless by the poll results, words prove unnecessary in this instance, as the amethyst around Serenity’s neck flashes bright.

Without any further warning, Penelope’s whole body shudders. She lets out a squeak as her hair begins to shimmer, lengthening ever so slightly while also removing any split ends, knots, or darkened roots that may or may not have been showing the entire time. As her already natural platinum hair softens into a gorgeous silken flow, the next change comes with a sudden drain of color from her skin. Rather than return her to the fairer tone she naturally has however, the transformative magic instead simply eradicates every last drop of spray that had been used in order to hide not just any tan lines, but also to try and even up her skin tone as needed, leaving Penelope with a far healthier, more naturally bronzed coloration.

“Wait, you were using spray tan?” Nikkita asks, her eyes lingering on the last couple of drops that get erased from Penelope’s figure.

“Oh, she wasn’t just doing that. Just watch!” Serenity chimes.

As Penelope blushes, the other contestants watch on, the blonde’s blush only intensifying as a pulsing feeling fills her chest.

“A-Ahhh~!” Penelope cries out. Without any need for going under the knife, two silicone orbs pop cleanly out of Penelope’s chest, with the space that they once filled being taken up quickly once more.

With this, even Gail can’t resist letting her astonishment show, her eyes widening as Serenity takes hold of the two gel-filled sacs.

“Yep. Surprise, surprise, another beautiful woman like Penelope here had to go under the knife for the sake of her career.” Serenity shakes her head solemnly, before the twin sacs in her hands vanish without a trace.

Coming down off of her transformation, Penelope pants for breath, still reeling from the effects of such powerful magic. After a couple of seconds though, Penelope brings a hand up to her chest, in order to test if what she just experienced had truly happened or not. Once her hand sinks in more than it did before? A grin forms on the face of ‘The Anointed’.

“By the way, I didn’t just remove the implants out of your breasts, Penelope. I also magic’d away any and all scar tissue, the capsules, and whatever else was in there that isn’t flesh or biologically required. Hell, I even took the liberty of cleaning up your scarring from the original surgery, in order to make it seem like you never had implants to even begin with.” Serenity looks to the other contestants. “See? I’m not that bad of a host now, am I?” She asks with a smug smirk.

“You still kidnapped us against our will and **** us into this reality show, Serenity.” Gail states, deflating the host’s ego.

“Buuuuut…” Serenity tries to goad one of the others into continuing Gail’s response. When none of them take the bait, Serenity shrugs. “Oh well, it was worth a shot. Guess I’ll just finish out Penelope’s transformation then.”

“Wait, what?” Penelope looks up, having been a bit preoccupied with the physical side of the equation to remember what comes next.

“Did you forget? This isn’t purely a physical transformation, Penelope! There’s still the mental aspect for you to enjoy!” Serenity exclaims, as another warm sensation washes over Penelope.

As she staggers backwards, her heart begins pounding in her chest. Finding herself dazed, overwhelmed for a brief moment. Penelope takes another step towards her chair, and nearly misses it entirely as she manages to sit down. Once the moment fades however, Penelope blinks away her confusion just in time to see both Kehlani and Linda approaching her.

“A-Are you okay, Penelope?” Kehlani asks.

As Penelope looks up at the both of them, she shrugs off their help. Rising to her feet, Penelope goes to respond, only for her to feel more eyes fall upon her, Kehlani’s call out drawing the attention of the other contestants onto her. Not to mention Christian looking towards her as well.

“I’m fine, thank you.” Penelope brushes past her, before bringing a hand up towards her own chest. Hooking her finger into the lowest point of her top’s collar, Penelope tugs on it slightly, ‘accidentally’ showing off more of her chest to the camera as she turns to face Christian. “It is a bit warmer out here though, isn’t it?” She asks with a rather **** wink, before moving her hands lower, gripping onto the hem of her top and slowly starting to raise it.

“P-Penelope?!” Christian calls out, unable to tear his eyes away as the woman he once served as a mere fan of now looks to be putting on a different type of show for him.

“Huh?” Penelope squeaks out, before realizing her hands are still bringing her top upwards. Penelope goes completely red-faced as she forces her hands back downwards, all while Serenity laughs off this newfound development.

“Well, it seems our Anointed here has got herself a new sense of showmanship!” The host giggles once more.

“Showmanship? She was about to whip her tits out without even knowing it!” Willow calls out, deepening the blush on Penelope’s face.

“Yes, exactly. Showmanship.” Serenity reiterates. “And bear in mind, the more eyes that are on her, the worse her ‘sense of showmanship’ is going to get.”

“Great, so now any time one of us has to look at blondie here, we risk getting an eyeful of her along with it?” Gail asks, a slight smirk lining her face as she purposefully turns back towards Penelope.

Before she can antagonize her any further however, the spotlight shines down upon her, drawing the attention away from Penelope and onto her - much to the relief of ‘The Anointed’. Serenity steps towards Gail, the smile dropping from the sapphire-clad girl as she does so.

“Gail!” Serenity calls in her chipper, made-for-TV voice. “While I appreciate your budding rivalry with our golden child here, that still doesn’t leave you exempt from receiving a transformation of your own!”

“...So this is real, isn’t it?” Gail sighs.

Serenity shakes her head in response. “Of course it is, sweetheart! Why would any of this not be real?”

Gail lets out a humorless chuckle at Serenity’s question. “Oh, I can think of a couple good reasons… But if I’m stuck here with these people and being **** to get transformed against my will, then I guess I just don’t have a choice, do I?” Gail asks, every syllable absolutely drenched in sarcasm.

“See? That’s the spirit I was hoping to see out of some of you.” Serenity chimes, ignoring Gail’s obvious tone of voice.

Gail takes a deep breath. “Fine.” Gail exhales. “It’s fine. It’s totally fine. I mean, I already didn’t have a problem with seducing my own co-worker, so how bad is this actually going to be? It’s just a life-altering transformation that completely changes who I am as a person.”

At this, Serenity smirks. “You know, I forgot to mention one little rule about these transformations.” The host starts to speak. “During each round of transformations, the host receives a select number of vetoes to use at their disposal. Typically, it’s meant to be one veto for every five contestants. But seeing as how most of the other hosts have been skirting around that rule, I’m just going to say that it’s one veto for every four contestants instead, okay? Okay.”

While not interested in the actual mathematics behind such a ruling, the mentioning of vetoes does grab the attention of some of the other contestants.

“So wait, you can just nullify a vote completely?” Linda asks, arms folded. “Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of having a vote if you can just ensure someone doesn’t get transformed in the first place?”

“Who said anything about them not being transformed?” Serenity asks, causing Linda to fall silent. “See, what a veto does is that it bypasses whatever the first-place option is, and passes the result over to the second-most voted transformation instead.”

A beat passes, and Serenity’s gaze falls to Gail once more. “And would you care to take a guess what got second place in your vote, Gail?” The host asks, a sickeningly sweet smile on her face.

“...No…” Gail mutters.

“What was that earlier? About me being able to read properly?” Serenity closes what little distance there is between her and Gail.

“I…” Gail pauses, before gritting her teeth. “I stand by what I said, you... You fucking sociopath.”

“And I’m glad that you do.” Serenity places a hand atop Gail’s head, mockingly patting her a couple of times. “Because if I wanted to, I could make you into exactly what it is you fear becoming the most. Would that be real enough for you, Gail?”

Gail remains silent, refusing to give Serenity the satisfaction of an answer.

“Serenity…” Christian growls out, before the host turns towards him with an icy expression.

After a few seconds of eye contact with the Master, Serenity is the one who turns away first. “Well, consider yourself lucky, Gail.” Serenity pulls away, leaving both her and Christian perplexed. “Because with how much of a dominating performance that your top option held over the poll, I don’t think it’s quite fair to spit in the face of our viewers like that.” As Serenity motions for the screen to come alive once more, Gail’s breath hitches.

“With a staggering 53% of the vote, Gail will now become none other than The Demon In Your Dreams!”

With another flash of her pendant, the transformative magic goes to work, swirling around Gail’s body and slowly engulfing it. Unlike with Penelope though, the magic this time darkens to an almost pitch black coloration, coursing throughout the entire body of ‘The Anti-Hero’. While nothing much changes about her hair, aside from slightly different positioning of her bangs, it is the skin and clothing of Gail that takes on the most obvious changes.

As her sapphire dress parts into two separate pieces, the bottom half begins closing in around her lower half, constricting and tightening until it is clinging onto her skin, the soft material giving way for the cold, comforting embrace that leather provides. Up top, the other half of her dress swiftly does the same, leaving part of her midriff exposed as the rest of the sleeveless fabric forms an almost skin tight bond with Gail’s figure. The lone exception lies within the metal zipper that forms right down the middle of her top, allowing for easy access and removal as needed.

Elsewhere on her body, Gail’s skin lightens up, losing the warm undertone it once held. In exchange, though, blackened splotches of ink begin stretching out along her arms and legs, slowly forming themselves into tattoos that stretch across her skin, with just the right amount of fading for them to look well worn without losing any of their original design. Whatever black splotches don’t make it onto her body instead travel upwards to her ears, metallic clinks filling the air as the remaining splotches transform into cold metal piercings in either of her ears, helping to complete Gail’s look, but not quite doing so strictly on their own.

Finally, as Gail’s eyes shut tight, her makeup adjusts itself to match her new gothic presence. To close things out, the magic’s deep purple coloration comes to a decisive resting place, forming the lipstick that now completes the gothic ensemble that has been put together for Gail.

As Gail’s eyes flutter open, she readjusts to her surroundings. Looking around the ring, her eyes wander, flickering from person to person in order to try and gauge reactions.

“W-Whoa…” Nikkita mutters, Yukari echoing her sentiment soon after.

“Gail, you… You look…” Christian trails off, seemingly unable to truly express how Gail now appears to him.

Even Renee can’t help but be impressed with the complete design overhaul on display. “Now that’s star quality…” She thinks to herself, not wanting to speak up.

Amongst their reactions however, Penelope looks at herself, then towards Gail. “Why do I feel so… Annoyed? I got what I wanted…” She takes another look at the gothic beauty, and continues to silently fume to herself.

“This… This isn’t a dream… T-This is real…” Kehlani mutters, with this being what finally brings Gail’s attention back to the present.

“Real… Fake… Dream… Reality…” Gail smirks. “Who fucking cares? Look at me!” Gail cries out, her hands running along the spaces where her tattoos had formed. “This… This is all me.” Gail states. "This is all ME!"

“Indeed it is.” Serenity nods, before ushering her towards her chair. “Now, go sit down, explore yourself, do whatever you want.” Serenity tells her. “We’ve only got so much time, and we still got six other women to transform. And speaking of…”

The spotlight flickers once more, shifting onto Willow. “It’s time for our resident hardcore worker to receive her first transformation!”

Serenity shifts closer to Willow, sharing the spotlight with her. “So… Still indifferent to what might happen to you?” The host asks. “After all, your vote was really close. At one point, all three options were actually tied with each other.”

After a few seconds, Willow shakes her head. “Ah, honestly? I still stand by what I said earlier. None of them seem all that bad to me. I mean, what’s the worst that can happen? I’m given a bunch of tasks to complete by the fans? Oh no, what a tragedy.” Willow sarcastically replies, laughing as she does so.

Serenity, however, does not find nearly the same amount of humor in Willow’s fate. “You’re really killing this for me, you know that?”

“Yep.” Willow responds, still smiling. “I know.”

After a few seconds, Serenity’s eye twitches, before she forces herself to smile once more.

“Well, with 41% of the vote, it looks like you’re going to be gaining some experience in a new type of ‘plunder’, as you’ll be turning into our resident Weapons Specialist!”

Whereas the last two transformations saw magical swirls of energy and overly complex sequences, Willow’s transformation comes out a bit flatter in comparison to the others. Rather than anything overly flashy, a black duffel bag simply appears over Willow’s head, dropping perfectly into her arms as a look of recognition flashes in her mind. Opening up the zipper of the bag, Willow looks inside, only for her face to light up in a grinning, blushing storm.

“Since you want to take the fun out of things, I decided to do the same. No special effects for you!” Serenity pouts, before smiling for the cameras once more. “That black duffel bag contains your own personal bag of tricks - everything a weapons specialist like you could ever want, need, crave, or desire!” Serenity halfheartedly flicks Willow in the forehead, who winces momentarily as she continues exploring the contents. “In addition, your brain should now be chock-full of information on how to use them, including any pre-planning or aftercare required. Any questions-”

“Nope~.” Willow cuts Serenity off, her expression surprisingly eager. “Actually wait, no, I do have one question. I’m allowed to keep these once the show ends, right?”

“Of… Of course you are?” Serenity responds, more confused than anything else. “Why would I give you a transformation like this just to take it away from you?”

“Cool~.” Willow replies. “Wanted to be sure. Lyra is going to love this~...” Willow immediately begins delving through the bag once more, leaving Serenity to watch on for a few seconds before she turns away.

“...Right.” Serenity walks off, pinching the center of her forehead as she heads towards Kehlani. “Kehlani! You do know what your options are, right? Last time I tried asking you about them, you uh…”

Kehlani shakily nods her head. “I… I know, it’s just…” Kehlani trails off, her eyes darting towards those who have already received their transformations. “This is… A lot to take in.” Kehlani sighs.

Serenity offers a nod to Kehlani, before looking at the hardcam. “Well, here’s hoping you’ve had enough time to adjust then, because your vote was quite a close one. At first, it really looked like both Bump and Feed and The Ultimate Underdog were going to be battling it out until the end, but after a sudden surge, one of the three options simply never looked back!”

With another flourish, Serenity’s pendant glows once more, its magic slowly enveloping Kehlani’s diminutive form. “Hope you enjoyed your time being too small for the business, because with 52% of the vote, it’s time our jobber learned how to Bump and Feed!”

In another contrast to what Penelope and Gail went through, there aren’t any swirling displays for the magic that overtakes Kehlani. Instead there is just a singular surge that jolts throughout the entirety of her figure, embedding itself into her very being before getting to work applying the necessary effects.

In an instant, Kehlani cries out in pained bliss as the sounds of skin stretching and bones cracking fill the air. All at once, her hips widen outwards in order to accommodate the increase in mass both beneath and behind her. Her lower half thickens beyond the meager offerings it once held, to the point of straining at the seams of her much-too-small pair of jeans.

Seconds later, the magic shifts upwards, forcing her chest to billow outwards, stretching out her work-mandated orange shirt until her bust looks to be on par with the likes of Renee and Yukari. Given her smaller frame however, her ample breasts now look to be even larger than that of her competitors, but that does not last long as the magic enforces its will once more. Kehlani’s body stretches a couple of inches taller, keeping her firmly in the spot of being the smallest amongst the cast, while also giving her curves a much more natural appeal to them, as if Kehlani was always destined to have the figure she now possesses.

With the other contestants looking on at her transformation, even Willow manages to draw her gaze away from her own tools to take a look at the much more well-developed, yet still oddly adorable girl that is now sharing a ring with them. However it is Kehlani who perhaps has the most noticeable reaction to her own transformation, as she stands in stunned silence. Her jaw falls slack as she cannot help but to run her hands all over her own body. As she explores each new peak and valley of her form, some of the other contestants look away, not entirely comfortable seeing her idle hands graze over the newfound curves that her clothes barely manage to contain. Despite this however, there is only one thought that she is able to properly vocalize.

“This… T-This doesn’t fit me...” Kehlani mutters.

“What’s wrong? Not a fan of your new changes?” Serenity asks, her tone more in mockery of Kehlani’s plight.

“Hey!” Christian calls out, before walking towards Kehlani. “It’s okay, Kehlani. We can always try to find a way to fix this.” He offers, placing a hand upon her shoulder.

Despite his offerings of encouragement however, Christian finds Kehlani continuing to ignore both him and Serenity, and instead favoring herself. “This doesn’t fit me.” She repeats, her voice rising to a normal speaking level.

“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that, Kehlani.” Serenity lies, her smile making it even more prevalent as she takes the opposite side from where Christian’s hand lies. “But all transformations are final. Can’t veto something that’s already taken effect-”

“No, you don’t get it!” Kehlani interrupts, shaking both Christian and Serenity off of her. “This doesn’t fit me!” Kehlani beams, her expression filled with complete and utter jubilance. “This! I-I mean, these! My clothes! They don’t fit me anymore! Do you have any idea how long it’s been since the last time I was able to say that?!” Kehlani asks out of pure excitement.

Serenity blinks, having been caught completely by surprise. “...Eh?” She squeaks out, sharing a look with Christian, who seems equally caught off guard by this as the host herself is.

“I’m… Happy for you?” Christian offers to her, his smile wavering whilst Kehlani’s shines.

“You should be! Can you believe it? I actually LOOK LIKE someone of my own age for once!” Kehlani cheers, before abruptly pressing herself into Christian.

Hug! +1 VP
First! x2 Multiplier

While Christian remains in shock from Kehlani’s own actions, her focus soon turns to Serenity, as she gives a hug to the host as well, only to come to her senses not long after. “E-Eh? Oh! S-Sorry!” Kehlani pulls away from Serenity, leaving the host in a state of bemusement. All the while Kehlani returns to her seat, continuing to remain cheerful about her own transformation whilst Christian awkwardly laughs off what just happened before he too returns to his seat.

While Kehlani remains caught up in her own changes however, she isn’t the only one who is taking notice. Keeping silent, Renee watches Kehlani continue her celebration, shaking her head at the excessiveness of it all. As Serenity steps towards Linda though, Renee’s attention remains on Kehlani for a split second, before she eventually lets herself be drawn to the next outcome to be determined.

“So, Linda…” Serenity starts, before briefly turning her attention back to Kehlani. As the new-and-improved Kehlani notices the spotlight’s no longer on her, she hurriedly sits back in her seat, still smiling nevertheless. “I imagine you’re not going to have the same reaction that Kehlani did.” Serenity looks back to Linda, who lets out a huff of irritation.

“Considering that you first punished me, and then decided to add another transformation on top of that punishment?” Linda folds her arms. “No, I don’t think there will be any celebration from me today.”

“In any case Linda, your vote was actually rather competitive. At first it looked like you might get what you wanted from the fans…”

As Serenity trails off, Linda can feel the pit widening in her stomach, the implication of her words hanging heavy over her head. “...Let me guess, it didn’t win?”

“Nope! Third place.” Serenity reveals, her expression rising as Linda’s falls. “But hey, cheer up there Linda! I’m sure that there’ll be some sunnier days in your near future.”

After a couple seconds, Linda lets out a groan of irritation. “They didn’t…”

“Oh, but they did! With 42% of the vote, Sunny Disposition has won the vote!”

With Serenity’s announcement, Linda can only hope for things to be quick and painless, shutting her eyes to try and avoid any possible after-effects her mind can conjure up. After a few seconds, Serenity’s pendant flashes for a split second, summoning up the magic required for this change. As the flash dies down, a small bolt connects with Linda’s skull, and then… Nothing happens. For a few seconds, Linda winces in anticipation and expectation of something like what had happened to those before her. When she eventually opens her eyes however, she finds herself feeling perplexed.

“Was…” Linda trails off, her eyes shifting back to Serenity. “Was that it?”

“Mhm.” Serenity nods her head. “What? Did you expect something worse?”

Linda immediately puts both of her hands up in deference. “N-No! I… I was expecting something…”

“What? Did you think there was going to be more pizazz to it?” Serenity asks, with Linda nodding in response. “Well, sorry sweetie, but since your only change is dependent on having a client, which you currently don’t, then there’s no reason to put on a massive display only for nothing to happen.”

At Serenity’s response, Linda can only breathe out a sigh of relief, finding herself spared from the massive overhauls that some of the other contestants faced. In a similar sense to what she felt earlier however, Linda once again finds herself getting lost in her own thoughts, her eyes glancing over towards the likes of Gail and Kehlani, before averting her gaze.

While Linda goes through her own struggles however, Serenity waltzes towards Nikkita, who once more opts to stand up ahead of time. The same scowl from before lines Nikkita’s expression, her eyes zeroing in on the host as she approaches.

“Save your spiel, Serenity.” Nikkita cuts in, not even wanting to give Serenity a chance. “Just tell me what won the poll so I know whether or not to be blaming the fans, or thanking them.”

Unlike last time though, Serenity doesn’t back down from Nikkita’s brute **** approach to her own transformations. “Actually, I don’t think you’ll be needing to blame or thank the fans for what’s coming your way.”

“Huh?” Nikkita’s gaze narrows, her brow furrowing even further. “Explain.”

“Gladly.” Serenity’s own gaze narrows, while keeping her smirk prominently displayed. “As I mentioned before, I’m allowed to use up to two vetoes per round, and to be quite honest with you Nikkita? I don’t think I agree with what the fans want out of you.”

Serenity circles around Nikkita, who keeps her gaze squarely ahead of her, not letting any signs of fear show on her expression.

“See, according to 50% of the fans, they wanted you to lose all of those hard-earned muscles of yours. And quite frankly? I don’t think I want this company’s lone monster to turn out to be such a softie.” Serenity continues circling Nikkita, each step of hers being taken with purpose. “So, I’m vetoing your poll result. You’re not going to be the big friendly giant of this season. Instead, you’re not only going to keep your current physique, but you’re going to gain a little bit more on top of it.” As Serenity’s circling comes to an end, she stops right in front of Nikkita, who looks down on the host with utter contempt. “Is that going to be a problem, Nikkita?”

After a few seconds, Nikkita lets out an annoyed growl. “Just do it already.”

“With pleasure, Nikkita! Time to make you into The 10th Wonder Of The World~!”

Unlike with the last transformation, this time there is a lot more than just a simple jolt to the skull that enables this transformation. Instead Nikkita gets to feel the full **** of Serenity’s magic, as it engulfs her entire body into a darkened cocoon similar to the one that had enveloped Renee earlier. Thankfully the cocoon itself allows enough light to pass through so that each and every step of Nikkita’s transformation is not only seen, but felt, as her body begins to morph exactly how the transformation is described.

While not dissimilar to Kehlani’s own transformation, this one doesn’t take the same measured approach as Kehlani’s had. Instead of taking things one step at a time, it instead simply amplifies all of Nikkita’s features at once, causing the already rather tall woman to cry out in a voiceless utterance of pained ecstasy. With inches upon inches being added all around her body, not only does she grow noticeably taller within the cocoon, but her whole body bulks up both in strength and mass, her muscle becoming more distinct and her curves becoming even greater with each pulsating step that courses through her.

By the time that the transformation has run its course, Nikkita is left panting for breath, falling to her hands and knees as the cocoon fades away entirely. While both Yukari and Linda rush over to try and help her if needed, they soon find their help to be not only unnecessary, but almost impossible to even give in the first place. After a couple of seconds, Nikkita rises… And rises… And rises up to her full height, causing both Linda and Yukari to crane their necks upwards in order to catch a glimpse of Nikkita’s face.

“Oh… M-My god,” Linda mutters, having to step away from Nikkita in order to get a proper look at her expression.

Yukari, meanwhile, stays right in the same place as she currently is, finding herself a bit preoccupied to even think of stepping back from Nikkita. After a couple of seconds, Nikkita glances downwards, but barely has enough time to meet Yukari’s gaze before the smaller girl is scurrying back to her own chair. Nikkita ignores this however, instead walking towards Serenity. Each step that she takes gets progressively more comfortable as her body adjusts to its newfound size, until she is stood toe-to-toe with the host, looking down upon her with what is now nearly a full foot of height advantage on her.

To her credit, Serenity doesn’t seem phased at first glance by the intimidating presence that she herself has created, instead beaming up at her with a brilliant smile etched onto her expression.

“Sooooo, what do you think~?” Serenity asks with a giddy tone to her voice. “I mean, look at yourself, Nikki! Aren’t you happy I vetoed your transformation choice?” The host asks, only for Nikkita to remain silent. “You… Y-You are happy, right?” Serenity asks once more, the realization setting in of just how much larger Nikkita is compared to her now.

“N-Nikkita, don’t…” Christian starts, gently trying to step between Nikkita and Serenity. “Don’t do anything you may regret, okay? Y-You don’t want to end up being punished like Linda was, right?” Christian offers, now finding himself on the receiving end of the newfound height difference between himself and the resident ‘Monster’ of Harem Hotel Wrestling.

“...You wanted this, right?” Nikkita asks.

Christian’s mind pauses, causing him to stammer out an attempted apology. Before he is able to do so though, Nikkita brushes past him and heads back towards her chair.

"Save it, Christian. Let's just move on already." Nikkita demands, sitting back down in her now woefully unprepared steel folding chair.

With Christian returning to his own seat, that leaves Serenity to keep the show moving, as she heads towards Yukari in an attempt to shake off whatever lingering presence there might be of Nikkita’s newly enhanced physique.

“A-Alright, Yukari,” Serenity chuckles, her eyes briefly flickering over to make sure Nikkita is still in her seat before they return to Yukari. “You are the second-to-last girl receiving a transformation. Are you excited to finally see what the fans voted for you to be given?”

With Yukari herself glancing over at Nikkita out of pure awe, eventually she turns back towards Serenity, a look of determination blazing within her emerald eyes. “O-Of course I am!” Yukari boasts. “And it’s about time, too! Making me wait all this time… J-Just tell me which one got voted already!”

Despite Yukari’s boasting, Serenity manages to maintain a calm smirk all the while. “...Oh, I have been waiting for this.” Serenity states, leaving Yukari to jolt out of her seat, alarmed.

“Huh? W-What do you mean by that?!” Yukari asks, only for Serenity to purposefully ignore her.

The host’s gaze instead falls upon the screen, her grin widening just a smidge further. “So, all this time I have been teasing how one choice might win, or how there’s been some landslide, but this time? This time… Things are a bit different~” Serenity giggles, before turning her attention back towards Yukari, her eyes catching Yukari’s expression through the reflection of the screen. “You see Yukari, it seems as though the fans took your desire for a handicap as a real challenge.”

At this, Yukari involuntarily takes a step backwards, before overcompensating by closing the distance between her and the host. “Y-Yeah? Well… That’s what I said! This… This is just a handicap! S-So bring it on!”

With those words, Serenity spins on her heels, facing Yukari once more. “As you wish. Allow me to explain what happens in the instance of there being a tie in the voting process.”

A shudder runs down the spine of Yukari. Christian attempts to stand up, but a mere wink of the eye from Serenity keeps him bound to his seat.

With the Master out of the equation for the time being, Serenity continues on. “In the case of a tie, which usually is dictated by a 5% or less difference in votes, it is up to the host on how to proceed; Or rather, how to combine the two - or perhaps even three - effects into one singular transformation.” The thought of having all three of her options tied causes even Yukari to pause in her boasting. Instead, she tries to shrink in upon herself, only for Serenity to keep her nice and upright for the viewing audience. “Now, lucky for you, only two options wound up tying. However, I wouldn’t be getting too excited just yet! After all, there is still the matter of which options are actually tied in the voting.”

After a few seconds, the screen flickers to life, showcasing the results of Yukari’s poll… And as Yukari reads the fate that awaits her, her pupils shrink down into pinpricks.

“That’s right~! Not only are you going to become the Excellence of Execution here on Harem Hotel, but you also get to be transformed into a Magical Sugar Rabbit on top of that! How lucky can one girl truly be?” Serenity laughs at her own statement, fixating her gaze onto Yukari once more. “I suppose there’s no other way to find out than to see your transformation in action!”

On that declaration, an energy bolt which matches Yukari’s eyes in both color and intensity fires out into the air, zapping Yukari before she even has a chance to try and escape its range. Rushing through her body in erratic bursts, Yukari trembles as the magic pops and pulsates, directly targeting her mind as new synapses open up, expanding the depth of her knowledge pool for the sole, newfound purpose that lodges itself into her brain: To make Master happy, no matter the cost. While Yukari physically tries to struggle against the changes, internally she can only grimace as memories begin emerging of her time spent training alongside Christian. Stuff that most people would forget instead embed themselves into every neuron that’s being formed, ensuring that she never again forgets whatever minor detail now commands her utmost attention and highest of regards.

Just as the mental side of the transformation is wrapping up however, Yukari shudders. A squeak of passion barely manages to escape her lips as she feels something - or rather a couple of somethings - make their presence known on her body. However, after a couple of seconds, the magic fades. Yukari looks around for a few seconds, before her expression twitches upwards, forming a smile once more.

“Heh… You really thought that… That a slight bout of electrocution would be enough to keep me down?” Yukari stands proud, placing her hands upon her hips. “Like I said, this is nothing! Just a mere handicap to try and keep the obvious favorite from steamrolling over the competition.” Yukari nods her head, only to feel an odd twitching sensation from the top of her head. “...Eh?”

Yukari reaches up to run her fingers through her hair, only to find the source of the twitching. From atop her head, two rabbit ears - each roughly four inches tall and the same shade of black as her hair - twitch attentively. A few cautious strokes later, Yukari suddenly stops touching her ears, her face reddening as her hands instead dart behind her. Another source of twitching emerges, this time just above the hem of her shorts. Acting with a bit more caution, Yukari’s fingers graze the additional intrusion, only for them to jolt back forward once more. Yukari glares at Serenity, who is watching on with a gleeful expression.

“Well, what do you think, Yukari? How does it feel to be the first - and only - bunny girl of the season?”

“H-How… How does it feel?!” Yukari bellows, ready to give Serenity a piece of her mind.

“Ah ah ah, before you answer that, Yukari.” Serenity cuts in. “Keep in mind that whatever your answer is may affect how Christian feels about you.”

As soon as his name is mentioned, Yukari stops. Her eyes turn towards Christian as he is finally able to get up out of his seat. Yukari turns back towards Serenity, teeth gritting together as an internal struggle becomes all too apparent. Eventually though, one side does manage to win out in the end.

“...Hey, Christian.” Yukari calls, getting the Master’s attention. “Do you… Do you like the way that this makes me look?” She asks bashfully, a pink hue forming along her cheeks as she averts her eyes from him. “J-Just… Answer the question already.” Her impatience is further exemplified by the way that she taps the toe of her left boot against the mat, her head turning away from Christian to further add to her impatience.

“Well…” Christian falters, looking towards Serenity for some sort of bail-out, only for the host to remain silent, forcing Christian’s hand on the matter. “I mean, the bunny ears definitely make you look cuter.” Christian admits, the pink glow brightening further on Yukari's expression.

Her head snaps over towards Christian. “You… You aren’t lying to me, are you?!” Yukari snaps.

“O-Of course not!” Christian backpedals, both physically and verbally. “I-I mean it! The bunny transformation suits you!”

“Of course it does, Master. It’s why the fans chose it.” Serenity speaks up, a smug grin forming as she looks at Yukari. “So, what do you think then, Yukari? Be honest with me.”

Despite Serenity’s arrogance, Yukari can only growl in annoyance, finally letting her toe-tapping come to a rest. “As long as Chrissy likes it…” Yukari huffs.

“Actually, I think that Master would rather you call him by his actual name.” Serenity prods further, causing Yukari to glare at Christian once more. “Wouldn’t you, Master?”

With Serenity forcing his hand once more, Christian’s glance meets Yukari’s own. “I…” Christian hesitates, his eyes drifting to the bottom right corner of his vision, away from Yukari’s gaze. However, upon Serenity's non-verbal insistence, Christian's gazes returns to that of Yukari's. “Look, Yukari." Christian speaks decisively. "Whenever you call me by that nickname of yours? It… It makes me feel like you’re belittling me. S-So if you want to prove that the two of us are rivals, then stop using that nickname, and treat me like your equal!” Christian demands, before shutting his eyes ahead of the impending rage storm he nervously anticipates.

After a beat of silence, the sound of footsteps causes Christian’s eyes to open. He looks ahead of himself to find Yukari standing before him, her eyes blazing with their usual determination. Unlike what he expected to happen, Yukari doesn't scream or shout at him in response. Instead, her eyes travel downwards, towards the canvas beneath them.

“...Fine then, Christian. If that’s what you want, then that’s what you’ll get. No more belittlement. Just the two of us treating each other like equals-" Yukari cuts herself off, raising her gaze up to match Christian's own. "No,. Not as equals. Just us, treating each other like rivals. Got it?” Yukari asks.

Christian gulps, before finding the nerve to speak once more. “Got it.” He says, leading Yukari to walk back to her seat, not even so much as attempting to threaten Christian any further than she already had.

“Whew.” Serenity wipes the imaginary sweat off of her brow. “Such intensity between those two already! Almost makes me wish the transformations stopped here.” As Serenity says this though, she’s already approaching the final contestant.

Sensing the host’s approach, Renee decidedly looks away from Serenity, keeping an expression of annoyance at all times. “You know, you could always just end things on a high note.” Renee offers.

“Nope~!” Serenity cheerily responds. “After all, it would be such a waste to have a vote where nothing wins! And especially after Kehlani was so helpful in reminding me of how you were part of the competition in the first place!” At that, Renee’s scowl redirects itself towards Kehlani, who can’t help but give a look of displeasure towards the host for being thrown under the bus so carelessly. “Buuuuut, just to be nice, I’ll make this one nice and easy on you, okay?”

Despite Serenity’s ‘kindness’, Renee scoffs it off, keeping her eyes off the host all the while. “Yeah, right. You still have a veto to use, don’t you? If I was receiving something nice, all you would do is veto it to give me an even worse option.”

This is enough for Serenity’s eye to twitch once more, but the host remains calm despite Renee’s irritation. “You know, the funny thing is, I almost want to see you deal with this transformation.” Serenity states calmly. “I mean really, I would rather see you deal with a three-way tie, but it wouldn’t be fair to disrespect our voters like that. Especially not when over fifty percent of them decided upon a singular option for you to enjoy.”

“So what?” Renee snorts. “Fuck ‘em. You think I give a damn what the fans think? I know you just want to punish me, so do it. Use your veto. Give me whatever came in second place.” With Renee daring Serenity to act, the host takes a step back in order to try and prevent herself from snapping completely. "Come on then, do it. You know you want to! Punish me! Give me what you think I deserve!" Renee barks out, forcing Serenity to come up with a response.

As Serenity struggles for a brief moment to formulate a plan, the host looks around at the other contestants. With nobody daring to speak up in defense of Renee, it is solely up to Serenity to maintain control over both herself and the ongoing show. The moment passes with Renee and Serenity locked in a standstill, neither one wanting to be the first to back down. So instead? Serenity decides to back up, instead. And not by physically stepping away from Renee, either.

“...No.” Serenity states simply, meeting Renee’s gaze. “I’m not going to use my veto. You’re going to get what came in first place, and you are going to like it.” Serenity’s expression matches her namesake as she stares Renee down. "This is my show. I am not letting you throw yourself away, just to stick it to the people that are watching. So you are going to take the option that came in first place, and you are going to like it. Understand?"

After a few seconds, Renee finally breaks. “Fine!" She huffs in annoyance. "Make me into whatever the hell you want me to be! You want me to put over these pathetic losers? Fine, I’ll do it. You want me to take these girls to bed to make sure they’re up to snuff for the biggest nobody on this show? Fine, I’ll do it!” With Renee’s voice rising as she accepts whatever her fate might be, she glares away from Serenity, looking up at the screen to find out what’s to come.

Once the screen lights up however, and the transformation effect is shown? Renee’s vile hatred of her surroundings falters. The realization sets in of what she is set to receive, and the details of it finally enter her brain far too late for her to regret her own earlier decisions.

"Wait-"

“Nope! No more waiting!" Serenity exclaims. "It's about time for you to show some respect! With 53% of the vote, your transformation is… Respect Tradition!”

In a similar vein to what happened with Linda, a singular magical bolt fires out from Serenity’s pendent, connecting square into the forehead of Renee. Her eyes shut instinctively from the blast. But while no physical harm comes to her, her mind is a completely different story. Thoughts begin swirling in her mind, all telling her one thing, a singular message.

Squirming in her chair, Renee barely even tries to fight against the new voices in her mind, instead treating this like more of a nightmare than the mental modification that it truly is. As knowledge begins to flow into the deeper recesses of her brain, Renee’s twitching lessens. A few seconds later, the spell finally ceases its information dump into the mind of Renee. Her eyes open, and immediately dart towards the person who her mind now endlessly circles around, constantly reminding her of her own position. However, as their gaze meets her own, she falters all too quickly, looking down at the mat with a blush spreading across her features. As memories of an alternate past flash all throughout her mind, her hands clutch at the hem of her shirt. The voices grow louder, in accessory to the memories that now cluster and storm in her mind like a category 5. While Serenity reminds the viewers to tune in for the popularity poll results, all Renee can think of, and mutter to herself quietly, is one specific thing. One singular message.

“You’re not good enough for him, Renee. And you never will be.”