Hot To Handle!

“How about you guys tell our audience how exactly you and Jen-Jen over there become friends?” If Jennifer wasn’t already aware of how creatively bankrupt she was, she’d pinch her nerves and pray that this was all a big nightmare. Not only was everything progressing so poorly but by the end of the night, not only was she tormented by the people she discarded for status; She was going to lose any chance at success. There her ex-friends stood leaking every little backstabbing detail of her life up until the marriage date. And if she chimed in for anything, her stupid shitty slutty bimbo voice would make her the butt of all the jokes.

Looking at her two friends, the only thing Jennifer could do was scowl at them. There the wife stood filling out her business suit with perky double Ds, a beautiful ass, and an hourglass figure. The husband wearing a button-down shirt that clung to his tight abs. Her scowl softened, before being turned up as she noticed her own distractions. They must be behind her appearance in this show. After an entire year, they still hold a grudge against her for ruining their wedding. Underneath all that playful banter with the judge, they are just waiting to inflict hell upon her for being such an important disaster in their lives. To think that the three of them were once… friends.

Wincing slightly, Jennifer found the results on the board. “Whoops, guess the results are already here! Sorry about that folks, but we have ‘Hot To Handle as our winner!’”

While the collar made her tingle, Jennifer watched her body to check for any clothing changes. But nothing changed. Her tube top stayed its neutral color and the booty shorts were already part of the transformation, so she couldn’t say anything about that. For some reason though, it felt a decent bit warmer. As if someone turned up the temperature, she could feel a flush start to form as cameras zoomed in trying to figure out why nothing was happening.

“Referencing the seasons of old, this time our transformation is more mental than physical. She can still wear all the clothes she wishes so long as Jennifer’s okay with a little heat. The farther away from the style of summer chic and gothic-ish, the more steamy she’ll be.” Finished with his exposition, Jack asked the guest couple their opinions.

“Y’know she used to be a huge nerd so I bet cosplay wouldn’t have even been a punishment for the slut. Sponsored would’ve been hilarious though.”

Blushing Jennifer stomped her feet as her titanic tits flapped left and right. “Are you fer realz?! I was, like, only watching them ‘cause you were.”

“Sure you were. And now you got the anime titties you always wanted” Smugly, the wife fist-bumped Jack as he on to ask.

“Say Jen-Jen. How about we get you out of those clothes before the next case. We don’t want you dripping all over the floor, now do we?”

Rolling her eyes, Jennifer bounced her bimbo bits. “Ugh. Do NOT call me Jen-Jen! And like, whatevs! As if you could make ME look sluttier?”

“You heard her tech team!” Giddy, the blonde wife clapped her hands together as she got to witness the collar’s masterwork. Jennifer’s clothes shifted straight to black as the tube top expanded above to cover a bit more up top as it transformed into a single-shoulder shirt. Meanwhile, her booty shorts shrunk right into a swim thong, wedging themselves inside her bum. Thigh stockings and heels covered her legs and as a finishing touch, the collar took a leather belt look.

Jennifer knew how she looked and as she thought it, the husband said it: “Big titty goth GF.”

Covering her face, Jen’s hair turned pink as everyone else exploded. That’s who she was now. Not even—Just some bimbo that has a tough look but turns into mush whenever somebody spooks her. And everyone was laughing, having a grand old time at her expense. She'd definitely figure out how to get those two back for this.

“Wasn’t this a great decision?!” Saying that to particularly no one, Jack asked for another case while the rest of the crowd was getting their jollies.

“Five…?”

Walking over, the husband opened the case, revealing a roll of film.

“Ah! Another new showing. In this category, options are all about giving Jen-Jen a feature that stands out between her boobs and butt. Let’s show our options!”

Release the Floodgates: Jennifer needs not to worry about lube, as she’ll be constantly producing moisture; a bit too much in fact. She’ll find puddles beneath her feet if she sits in one spot for too long, and when she cums she’s definitely a squirter.

Positive Reinforcement: Any compliment received is drawn on Jen’s body as if by a magic marker. For 48 hours it will stay on as if she left it there on purpose.

Phermonic Attraction: Jen’s body will secrete a hormone that arouses anyone in the same room as her once it fills the room.

A little bit Catty: Jennifer’s body develops cat-like features such as a tail and cat ears. Treating her as a cat will sometimes get her to respond like on.