Isla's World

Round 3 - Thursday - Day of Isla's date

Bitch had led him to a small room with two comfy armchairs and two helmets. She sat down in one and grabbed the helmet and gestured for him to do the same.

Eric pulled the helmet all the way down and sat back in the chair. He heard a whirring noise and suddenly he was sitting on a bench in a park.

"What's going on?" He asked. He saw Bitch sitting beside him. She looked like she did before her transformations, tall once more. Dressed in her old Captain's uniform.

"Don't worry. Everything is ok. It was a magic VR helmet you put on. We are both still sitting in those chairs." Bitch explained.

Eric looked around, it seemed totally real. He could feel the heat of the sun and the breeze blowing by. It was a busy place, there were people walking around them hurrying this way and that.

"I wanted to tell you more about the world I come from. First though, I want to start with yours. Tell me, how do the powerful in your world treat those without?"

"Pretty poorly." Eric admitted.

"The same is true in mine. Except in yours power is limited to what money can buy. In mine, there are no limits. See that man sitting on the ground there." Bitch pointed to a man who sat on a blanket with a sign asking for money. "What would happen if we gave him power like I used to have and the knowledge of how to use it?"

Suddenly the man stood up and looked around him, slowly a grin formed on his face. He yelled at a passing business to stop and give him his wallet. The man seemed surprised as he obeyed.

The homeless man looked over the money with glee, but then seemed to realize how worthless it was to him now. With a wave of his hand the business man was now a beautiful naked woman. In fact everyone in the park except Eric and Bitch were beautiful naked women. The women converged on the man begging for his cock.

"Now let's give all of them power." Chaos ensured. Some of the women tried to change back, some tried to **** the others away so they could get to the man. The man found himself tied to a tree as some used their power to get what they now wanted, his cock.

Eric heard screams and looked and saw buildings on fire and tumbling down. Tentacles shot up from the ground, people were flying overhead, trees turned into dryads and started to run away.

Then it was all over, back to the scene before Bitch gave him powers. "Our world's aren't so different. In both the power you hold determines how others interact with you. The circumstances of your birth can dictate your world life path. The strong **** the weak."

Suddenly they were somewhere else. A very strange somewhere else. They were in a city, but the architecture was so foreign. Building rose kilometers into the sky, some looked like they were made of plastic or candy. Others were made of stone or concrete. There were plants and trees, but they were unlike any seen on Earth.

There was a small building in front of them. It reminded him of a school, or maybe a church. Despite the oddities all around, the sound of children's laughter was unmistakable.

Eric saw a gaggle of children come around the building playing a game, something like tag. Some of the kids looked like him, others had odd proportions or extra limbs. Then he saw one at the back with chalky white skin.

"This is where I found Trinity. It's something like an orphanage. Except her parents are actually still alive somewhere. In this world the only thing that matters is your magic. If you are weak, your whole life is doomed to be modified and controlled and dominated by the strong.

Trinity's parents had her tested as a baby. She was exceedingly weak. Rather than raise her and try protecting her, they chose to send her here. An asylum for the magically deficient. They abandoned her, gave her up and moved on with their lives.

This asylum is run by a very powerful man. He is fairly unique in our world, he's an altruist. He uses his power to prevent anyone from transforming those under his care.

Unfortunately they eventually grow up and decide to explore the world. His influence still helps a little, but eventually they meet someone strong enough to ignore the altruist and they become that person's playthings.

When I took Trinity from her, I was doing it to show the viewers from my world that I wasn't afraid of him. It wasn't about saving Trinity, it was about showing how powerful I was." Bitch stopped her story and Eric could see her clenching her first. "I'm sorry, I must seem like a monster. I suppose I am, or was. Having lost my power I see how I've treated others in a new light. I am not one of the strongest, but my sister Ciela is. Her protection always let me act without consequences. I'd never suffered any until she came to this ship. Ok, I have one more thing to show you." The world faded away and then slowly came back to life as Bitch created the new VR World. - - - - - -

Beatriz was a little surprised that Alexandra was still awake as she returned to her room. Mali had put on some rather niche show that neither her nor Marcos could follow. Seeing her friends were lost she'd switched to an English dub of Demon Slayer.

Marcos had never watched anime before, but it turns out that show was right up his alley. He'd kept them up watching episode after episode. Eventually Beatriz got too tired and left, but he was starting yet another episode when she'd left.

"What are you still doing up?" Beatriz asked Alexandra.

"Oh. I don't know. Couldn't sleep, I guess. She set down the novel she'd been reading. "I'm not even into this book, I'm just so bored all the time."

Beatriz got into her pajamas and got into bed beside her. "Bored? You're in a harem on a magical boat. Terrified, horny, utterly confused, I get those reactions. But bored?"

"Fine, bored and horny. Happy? I don't know. I just am not used to spending so much time in one place. I feel so disconnected from who I am. I'm not happy unless I'm with Eric, but I can't get enough time with him."

"Not to judge, but doesn't your transformation only prevent sexual pleasure except from Eric? You can still enjoy other things right."

Alexandra gave a weak smile, "Yeah. I guess. I don't know. I did lots of 'hobbies' but they were all just part of my job. A man wanted a companion who painted, so I did. Or he wanted a woman who knit, so I learnt how. I've just been faking my whole personality and I don't know who I am anymore."

Beatriz took a moment to think, "Fuck. That's heavy for this late at night."

Alexandra giggled, "Sorry. Not fair of me to drop that on you."

"No. Whatever else is going on, I want you to know I am your friend. Of course you can vent to me. Maybe this Harem is exactly what you needed. Find yourself again. You can't define yourself by Eric because he's busy with the rest of us. Spend some time alone, or with me if you want, and find something that makes you happy."

"Ok. You're right. Thank you." She gave her friend a hug and then turned off the lights and went to bed. - - - - - -

Yaz felt better after eating. Good enough not to risk losing 5VP over a couple orgasms. She took off her clothes and laid down on her bed and started to slowly rub herself. She used one hand to massage her breast as the other found her clit. She moaned as she started to go faster and faster. Soon she started to shake as she brought herself to her first orgasm.

Taking a few moments to rest, she then started again. It took longer but she came again, winning the audience challenge.

Yaz 800 -> 1800

She was still lying there naked when Valerie came in.

"Fuck sorry." She said as she averted her gaze.

Yaz slowly got up and put on a robe. "It's ok, I'm decent now."

Valerie turned back around. "I'm so sorry…" she began.

"It's ok. My fault. Come in, it's your room too."

"Thanks." Valerie entered, Yaz could see the collar in her hands. "Umm Mistress, I really want to apologize for my bad wish. I picked up these, you can keep the key to the collar and let me out whenever you want." She snapped the collar on her neck and handed the key to Yaz. "And these gummies make things taste a certain way. I'll eat any you want me to." Yaz accepted the bag of gummies from Valerie.

Yaz considered Valerie. Typical rich girl, trying to buy forgiveness. Still, she was at least buying humiliation for herself, so she was willing to lower herself to make amends.

Yaz looked over the key, then reached forward to unlock the collar. "Valerie, I'm not going to punish you for what you did. If you want me to forgive you, give me some time. Just keep trying to be my friend. These gummies though, can I keep them? I think they'd make for a fun prank on Trinity."

Valerie looked conflicted, "but Mistress…." Then she seemed to make up her mind, "Ok. I understand. Thank you. Yes, keep the gummies. Trinity seems the type to appreciate that kind of prank."

"Ok, well I'm going to take a quick shower and then head to bed."

Soon they were both asleep, all was not forgiven, but they weren't that far apart anymore. - - - - - -

Trinity had returned to her room to find them all watching some anime show. She'd joined them and tried to watch without the context of the earlier episodes. It seems to be some show about a boy carrying a tiny woman in a box. Very strange. She realized she was too tired to keep watching and headed to bed first. She was fast asleep by the time Mali and Marcos finally joined her. - - - - - -

Jenny was lying in bed stroking Sarah's hair. Sarah was already asleep, she looked so peaceful.

She'd wished she had met Sarah sooner. When she'd been doubting herself as she struggled to find work Stephanie just kept telling her she was gorgeous and to keep going. It might sound strange, but her girlfriend telling her how beautiful she was never actually boosted her spirits.

She told Sarah about her fears of her future career. The models beside her on the runway would all be petite and lithe. With her new chest she'd never fit in.

Sarah hadn't reassured her at all. She had agreed with her. "Yeah I've never seen a model as busty as you, except in porn mags." She'd told her. No sugarcoating from her.

Sarah then asked why she wanted to model in the first place, and even before the show, where had she seen herself in 5 years.

Jenny didn't really have an answer to either question. She'd never really thought ahead at all. She stumbled into modeling by accident, and it had been easy to just keep going.

So she kept stroking Sarah's hair while she lay there awake. Thinking about her future. With Sarah, with Eric, and without modeling. Sarah told her she would support her in anything and Jenny believed her. She believed Eric would too. The possibilities seemed endless, and that's what scared her the most. - - - - - -

The scene formed and now it was more like watching a movie compared to standing there himself. He saw a little girl running. She was bald, and crying. She ran into a home and he saw Ciela standing there talking to another adult.

When Ciela saw the little girl she seemed very upset. "Bitch, what happened? Who did this to you?"

"It was Gormut. He thought it was so funny." She cried.

Ciela scowled. Instantly the little girl had long flowing black hair. Then a little boy was standing beside them. "I hear you've been messing with my sister." She said to the boy.

The boy, obviously this Gormut, was literally shaking. "It was just a prank. No harm done right."

Ciela shook her head, "I've warned everyone to stay away from my family. You already knew this. Goodbye." The boy turned to stone, frozen with a look of terror on his face. "I'll send him to his parents. Maybe they'll get him back to normal eventually. I didn't go full strength after all." The statue disappeared. "Come Bitch, let's have dinner."

The scene faded. It was just the two of them again. "I can't even recall my own name to add it to this VR world." Bitch complained. "Oh well. That event really happened. His parents never could return him to normal. Eventually they did get his face unfrozen so they could at least interact with him, but he was never the same.

I'm not trying to show you that Ciela is cruel. In my world she isn't. That's just how things are done there. The strong rule. If you think about our magic as a reservoir we can draw on, Trinity had a swimming pool, I had a lake, but Ciela, she's the whole ocean.

She's not even the strongest though, the producers are a whole other level above her. The rest of us follow their rules, or else.

I always wanted to host Harem Hotel, it was one of my favourite shows to watch. Ciela was one of the early hosts and I was always trying to get out from her shadow.

I had ideas about mixing things up. A female led season. A season with consenting contestants. Something totally different. Ciela laughed at my idea of consent. It really isn't something that exists in my world. Only the strong need to consent.

Still she supported me, as long as I picked a male master. You all might not agree with how I tricked you into signing the rules, but it is far more than other hosts would do. The typical format simply abducts everyone, Master included.

I'm not saying you should forgive me, or accept this show. I'm just trying to provide some context."

Eric considered what he had been shown. He looked over at Bitch. "And if you get your power back, get the show back. What then?"

"The show must go on. I can't stop it anymore than you can. I think I've learnt some humility though. If I get it back, I will do my best to empathize with you all. Give you the best chance of happiness when this is all over. You might not trust me, but I promise anyway."

Eric nodded. He wasn't sure how far to take that promise, but it wouldn't be up to him to keep her as host anyway. He'd just have to see what happens.

Bitch ended the VR simulation. Pulling off the helmet he saw she was still wearing the gag. She once again declined to remove it as they headed back to the suite.

Finally she took it off. "I suppose I need to spend this BP, before my sister does." She found her tablet in the suite and started to look through options with Eric. "Ok, I'm not going to surprise anyone else. Let's look at my own options."

Eventually she had decided. "Ok, I'll buy these ones."

That's the truth - Bitch can no longer tell lies of any kind - 1000 BP

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My tits are down here - Others will find eye contact very difficult, instead preferring to stare at her chest - 1000 BP

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I wish I was taller - To make up for her lost height Bitch will be unable to wear any footwear that does not give at least 3 inches in height - 3000 BP

"Are you sure?" Eric asked.

"Yes. The first, well I think that might help rebuild trust, if everyone knows I am not lying. The second, with these ever growing tits it's practically inevitable. The third, it's really not that bad. It's not like Alexandra's, I can even wear platform shoes, or go barefoot. Besides, I am way too fucking short now."

Without waiting for Eric she bought all three.

"Ok. I'm sorry this date was like your others. I hope I gave you some good insight into our world though."

"Ya. I think so. I am actually kind of hungry though, want some pizza?"

After dinner they were both pretty tired and headed to bed. Bitch couldn't even pull the covers over her nipples so she had to keep the sheets at her waist as she drifted off to sleep.

Eric stayed up a while thinking about what she had shown him. Maybe she hadn't meant to showcase Ciela's cruelty, but it was still shocking.

If Ciela saw a boy more powerful than Bitch as someone she could seal in stone forever, then what about humans with no magic at all? She might feel professional and respectful, but we must look like ants to her. He remembered what she'd said that first day, cross her and she would fuck them up. He made a mental note to never let anyone try to break the rules.