It's been one week since you looked at me

Dakota stretched her arms over her head and yawned loudly.

“Haahn… mm. That was quite a long break,” she said, swinging her cane lazily through the air. “What do you all think?” She asked, turning to the others. “Enjoy your time off? Get some relaxing done?”

Nick stared incredulously at her. “Time off?! Relaxing?! It’s only been a couple seconds since the voting started!”

Dakota laughed. “Oh, Nick, you’re still thinking in such a limited way about time, as I’m sure you know-”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” Nick cut her off. “I’ve been on this show long enough to know that we all perceive time differently than the voters out there, but that doesn’t mean we’ve had any time to relax you know,” he reminded her.

Dakota shrugged. “…Fair enough. But I really wish you had taken it easy and relaxed while you could, my love, because we’re about to move into the most exciting part of the day!” She narrowed her eyes and her lips curled up into a smirk. “I’ve never fired off this many transformations before, I can’t wait to get started!”

The black screen behind her flashed and she turned on her heel, holding her cane up and turning the head towards Mary, who gasped.

“H-hey, wait a second!” She scrambled to her feet. “Are you starting now!?”

Dakota paused for a moment and tilted her head to the side. “…Why of course,” she replied. “Haste makes waste, after all! And let’s not waste anymore of our time.”

As she caressed her cane lovingly her golden eyes flashed with excitement and it was clear they were getting things going now.

Seeing that she had no other options, Mary swallowed her doubts and nodded her head, staring firmly at the woman across from her.

“Well… alright then,” she acquiesced with a nod. “I’m not afraid. Do it. Which transformation did I end up getting?”

Nick admired her bravery. And he wasn’t the only one. Mary was making a good show, even though every transformation she got came with a spike of arousal to accompany it. But if that concerned her, she wasn’t letting on. Even though everyone had a good idea which of those transformations the audience would likely pick for her.

And indeed, what flashed up onscreen was exactly what Nick expected.

• Absolute Power: …Corrupts absolutely. Mary has no illusions about her position at Nick’s side, and the influence being his wife gives her. With that in mind, she will begin taking the reins in their relationship and serve as the sexy little devil in his ear, urging him to be less hesitant and more commanding in how he deals with the women in his life. She will become aroused whenever she sees Nick take charge, and whenever she sees another member of his harem behave submissively towards him. (Corruption)

Mary gulped. “So it was that one…” she mumbled to herself as the crystal on Dakota’s cane flashed black.

The dark light engulfed her body, and even though nothing had changed on the surface, it was clear that something was different about her. Mary’s cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, eclipsing some of her freckles, and she glanced nervously over to Nick. He could feel a heat in her gaze, and his heart ached with concern.

“…How much is she going to change?” Nick sighed, turning to Dakota with a resigned, solemn tone in his voice.

“Don’t worry, it’s not going to be a personality shift,” Dakota assured him, stroking her chin as she admired her new creation. “I doubt you’ll see much of a difference in your day to day life with her. I’ve simply given her a better sense of where you all stand in regards to this situation, that’s all! She’s really come into her own recently about her sexuality, and being willing to share you with other women, and this round has really put that to the test. After all, threesomes with Morgana, watching you with two Dawns, having the courtesy of waiting until you and Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin finished before walking in and interrupting the two of you…”

“Wait, what?” That last one caught Nick’s attention and he turned to Mary questioningly. She conspicuously averted her eyes.

Whelp, that was definitely an answer of some form.

Dakota chuckled. “There, you see? Now, let’s help her the rest of the way! From now on, she’s going to be pushing you to really step into your position as master of the harem, Nick! And you can either help her lift you up, or she can drag you kicking and screaming, it’s really up to you.”

Nick tensed. “I-”

“It’s okay!” Mary interrupted. She looked pleadingly at Nick. “Believe me! Nothing’s changed, I promise. I’m still me, sweetheart. I promise.”

She looked at him with such adoring eyes that he melted on the spot.

Nick decided to let the topic stand for now. It was Mary after all! She would never lie to him.

“Excellent!” Dakota applauded. “Glad to see husband and wife coming together about something like this. But for now…”

She turned and looked down at the girls amassed on the beach below. Some were still sitting in their seats, others were standing hesitantly. Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin was lounging back in her chair with a wide grin on her face.

“…Let’s move on to the girls who will actually be competing, shall we?” Dakota walked back and forth along the edge of the stage, relishing in her position above the contestants. “First on the list, our dear Dani, of course!”

“I’m ready for whatever it is,” Dani said firmly. She wasn’t even putting on a brave face this time- none of the transformations were particularly troublesome as far as she could tell. She might even regain her muscles!

As if Dakota could read her thoughts, she smiled and began, “Dani, I was really rooting for you to get your muscles back! Strong tomboys are a thing of beauty, after all, and you going around scantily clad? That’s definitely eye-candy for Nick, even if he can’t take a bite himself. But our audience decided on a more exotic transformation for you, and with quite a lot of votes as well! It really wasn’t even close.”

She shook her head and clicked her tongue.

“No, my dear, you’ll be getting Wingwoman!” She declared, waving her cane as the screen shifted again.

• Wingwoman: While Dani has no interest in Nick sexually herself, she will find the idea of drawing other women into his bed to be exciting and erotic. This will also include joining the both of them in bed- she will be open and eager at the prospect of luring in women to sleep with them both, and have no qualms about sharing other women with Nick in threesomes. …And she’ll sprout some absolutely lovely feathers to go along with that as well! (Siren)

A black light shot from Dakota’s cane, and wrapped around Dani as she rose to her feet. Dani let out a gasp as she felt herself start to change. Her skin began to itch, especially on her arms and around her face. She let out a cry as she felt the equivalent of a dozen mosquito bites all at once. But before she could scrape away at herself, the light fade, and the itching stopped.

Something else had taken its place.

“Wh-what?” Dani looked down at her arms. Feathers had sprouted all over them! Fortunately she was wearing short sleeves. And she felt something soft and tickling on her cheeks as well. “What did you do to me?!” She gasped.

Dakota tapped her cane and a mirror popped up in front of Dani, showing the tomboy her new appearance.

She looked at herself in amazement, raised her hand to her cheek, and ran her fingers across it with a big, beaming smile.

“...Feathers?”

They were quite pretty. Feathers the same lovely shade of blue as her hair covered her arms from the wrist up, and sprouted from her face as well, giving her almost a crown-like appearance. Her hair had taken on a feathery texture as well, much to her surprise.

“Wow Dani!” Carly exclaimed. “You look… wow!”

“You didn’t miss that part, did you?” Dakota asked. “About the feathers, I mean?”

“I-I knew that there would be feathers, but… whoa.” Dani looked at her arms and face again, posing slightly to get a better view. “I-I guess… it’s okay, but… why? What’s this supposed to be, I look like a harpy!”

“A siren,” Dakota corrected. “It is the Siren transformation path, after all!”

“But aren’t sirens supposed to be like Serenity, though?” Gina pointed out. “Blue, shiny, scales? That sort of thing?”

Dakota coughed. “We had to stretch the terminology slightly, you see…” she prevaricated.

“In their earliest mythological depictions, sirens were described as part human and part bird,” Amelia informed everyone. “In the epic poem Argonautica. Later depictions described them as having the heads of women, bodies of birds, and feet of lizards. But there is some historical debate on this topic. Rivaling depictions of creatures with humanoid torsos and the lower bodies of fish have been discovered on artwork dating back from that period as well, but whether the creatures were intended to be the same is-”

“Yes, thank you for the lecture, professor,” Dakota interrupted her, clearing her throat. “But we must be moving on. I simply can’t be having a history lesson with every transformation, you see. Or we’ll never be done. Simply put, Dani, your transformation path may result in the more avian depictions of sirens, or the kinds like Serenity. You get to have it both ways! …Unlike your sex life.”

Dani shot her a dirty look. But Dakota was already moving on.

“Back on track!” She declared. “Can’t be wasting time, we’ve got many transformations to get to! And I’d say it’s time we move on to our first big batch! That’s right, Cinder, you and Ella are going to get three transformations today, so let’s hope they’re good ones!”

Cinder glared furiously at her. “Just get it over with,” she spat. “This fucking show… I already know what you’ve done! Giving up control over my body to him… that hijo de puta…”

“Hey, that’s Amelia you’re talking about there!” Dakota scowled. “…Or I guess technically not. Poor **** fans… but alas! And just because you aren’t a fan of giving up control to Nick right now, that doesn’t necessarily have to be the case…” Her eyes twinkled with delight and Cinder blanched.

“No… you mean-?!” She choked out, taking a step back and nearly tripping over her chair.

“Of course it does!” Dakota flicked her cane, and a dark light engulfed Cinder as the first transformation popped up onto the screen.

• As Master Wishes: Cinder and Ella are stuck in a difficult relationship with neither one being fully in control. At the same time, both personas yearn for control in their own ways. They need a disciplined hand to keep them in line. Already used to being bossed around, both personas will begin to develop a fetish for having their control taken away by a dominant master, someone who can keep them in line when they can’t do it themselves. (Switch)

Cinder coughed, feeling the effects of the transformation run through her. The thought of giving up control to Nick should have disgusted her, and no matter how much she convinced herself that it did, she still felt a strange feeling welling up in her chest.

“You-!”

“And one more, for good measure,” Dakota added, sending another transformation Cinder’s way before she had a chance to react. “This one should be a lot more fun!”

• The Heart Remembers: Cinder and Ella may not share conscious memories between them, but moving forward their hearts will share significant overlap. If one persona has a close relationship with another contestant, this will result in the other persona feeling a sense of fondness towards them as well, even if they are not aware of the root of these feelings. (Switch)

“And that’s two,” Dakota said, giving Cinder a break. She struggled to regain her bearings. Her body was still a little weak from all the orgasms she’d been **** to endure, and she seethed and spat a string of indecipherable Spanish at the host as she wobbled on unsteady feet.

“With that second transformation, hopefully you and Ella will be a little more open with others,” Dakota said, almost sounding tender for a moment. “It will give you two a chance to really get to bond more with your fellow contestants. You in particular, Cinder, could benefit greatly from it.”

Cinder responded by spitting in the sand at the base of the stage.

Dakota raised her eyebrow. “…Or perhaps not. Well, no great loss. Shall we see what the audience decided for your third transformation, little miss troublemaker?”

“Dakota…” Nick didn’t like where this was going.

“It’s going to be fine, Nick, don’t worry,” Dakota crooned, playing with her cane. Cinder tensed as the tip began to glow. “And for your third transformation…”

Cinder didn’t have time to see the screen before the light struck her. She raised her arms to shield herself, but there was no defense against the cane’s power. And when the light finally faded…

…She didn’t feel all that different.

“Rrgh-!” She snapped up her head to look at the screen. “What… I…”

Cinder paused her tirade before it could even begin, stunned into silence by what she read on the screen.

• True Love’s First Kiss: We all know the stories. The prince kisses the princess, breaking the kiss, and they live happily ever after. Well, Cinder and Ella have yet to receive their first kiss, but starting now, kissing will be one of their deepest desires. A single kiss anywhere on the body is enough to cause flares of arousal, and a deep, loving kiss on the lips can even be enough to make them cum. (Faerie Tale)

“I… they… they didn’t?”

Cinder was completely befuddled. The thought that the audience had showed mercy to her and given her the gentlest of the last three transformations had her completely at a loss.

“Cinder, Cinder, Cinder,” Dakota chastised the other girl, shaking her head and clicking her tongue. “Come come, my dear girl. I understand your fear and paranoia, really, I do. I know better than anyone what it’s like, to think the whole world is out to get you,” she muttered, bitterness leaching into her voice as she clenched her cane tightly.

The stunned latina bristled.

“…But this show isn’t about torturing you,” Dakota scoffed, as if the idea that Harem Hotel could be awful and traumatizing was laughable. The sheer ridiculousness of her expression left the other girls and Nick at a loss for words. “No, no, I think what the audience wants most is to help you. Is that so hard for you to accept?”

Cinder lowered her head, still trembling slightly. Then she fell face-first into the sand.

Nick gasped.

“Cinder?!” Dawn hopped out of her seat and rushed over to the other girl.

“Huh? What… where am I?”

It wasn’t Cinder who raised her head and looked into the vet’s eyes. She recognized the confused innocence in Ella’s gaze.

“Ella?” Morgana asked cautiously.

“Is… is the challenge over?” Ella stammered, looking around at everyone gathered on the beach. “What happened?”

“It’s a long story, I’ll leave it to Dawn there to catch you up,” Dakota replied, finding it amusing that Cinder had chosen to retreat into the recesses of her mind rather than confront the possibility that the whole world just might not be out to get her. “Now, if we can move on, I think it’s for the best if we see what transformation the audience chose for Carly here!”

Carly gulped. “Okay… what is it then?”

Dakota sighed.

“Well… the audience decided to give you Loosen Up! for your transformation,” she explained to Carly. “Not a bad one, if I do say so myself!”

Carly brightened. “Really?” She asked excitedly. “That one seemed pretty interesting.”

“Yes, it certainly did,” Dakota agreed, shaking her head. She presented the transformation on the screen.

• Loosen Up!: Carly has very few sexual qualms or hang-ups. She’s down for just about anything. Her eagerness is almost infectious, and now it will be. The more time anyone spends around her, the lower their inhibitions will become. Things that they previously might view as uncomfortable taboos may turn into slightly-spicy kinks that are just somewhat embarrassing if exposed to her for long enough. (Adventurous)

“Yep, with this one, you’ll be in for some fun times, helping the other girls out of their shells,” Dakota agreed. “Of course, the person you’ll tend to be spending the most time with, besides your sister, of course, is Dani. And if the Popularity Poll is anything to go by, I think the audience is a bit tired of Dani using you as a tugboat and getting a free ride off of you. They’d much rather her loosen up on her own, so… I’ll be using my veto on this one.”

“Eh?!” Carly frowned. “But… well… okay, I guess, the other two weren’t that bad anyway. So I’m getting my second place then?”

“Actually I’m giving you the one that got the least votes,” Dakota bluntly replied. “Stream Donations.”

“What?! Why?!” Carly didn’t understand. And even when Dakota shifted the screen again to show it, she still couldn’t make sense of it.

• Stream Donations: Nothing shows you’ve made it as a content creator quite like receiving money and gifts from your simps- err, subscribers. Starting now, other contestants will receive spicy pictures of Carly each morning, and in exchange they may donate BP to a pot set aside to buy her a gift. At the end of the round, or if total donations for the round reach 10000 BP, whichever comes first, she will receive a gift commensurate to the amount of BP she managed to earn. [NOTE: Carly’s own BP cannot be used towards this end, but she can provide favors to other contestants in exchange for donations.] (Content Creator)

Sure, it was a fine transformation, but wouldn’t it be easier to give her the other one? It had gotten more votes at least, so the audience would probably be happier with that one, right?

“If Dakota’s vetoing to give you a particular transformation, there’s gotta be a reason,” Sylvia said firmly. “She wouldn’t just do that for no reason.”

Dakota smirked. “Very perceptive, Sylvia,” she nodded. “There is a reason! Namely, I want to see Carly work a little harder at getting along with the other girls. Always hanging out with Dani and her sister… you really need to branch out! And what better way to do that than by sending everyone naked pictures and soliciting them for money?”

Carly frowned. While she agreed with Dakota’s idea in theory, she doubted that going around begging for money would make her a lot of friends.

She sighed. “Well, if you think it’ll work,” she mumbled, trying to smile. She’d already decided that whatever transformation she got, she’d make the most of it.

After Dakota administered the transformation, she moved onto the next woman in the crowd. “Vivian! Our next big transformation-getter!” She chirped.

“Three transformations? Okay, bring ‘em on,” Vivian said with a nod, willing to take on any challenge with her head held high.

Which was just perfect for Dakota, who flashed her a wicked smile.

“Oh, I’m afraid… it won’t be as easy as you think,” she said, shaking her head.

“Hmm?” Vivian blinked.

“No, no, you see, you won’t be getting three transformations,” Dakota replied. “No… you’ll be getting four.”

A silence fell over the beach. For a moment, the cool look on Vivian’s face disappeared as she processed what the host had just said.

“…Excuse me?” Her voice sounded a lot smaller all of a sudden, much to Dakota’s delight.

“You heard me,” Dakota laughed. “You see, for your first transformation vote? The results were a tie! That’s right, Investment Banking and Dressed for the Part both got the exact same number of votes! And seeing how you’ve been such a trooper up until now, I thought you’d be just fine getting an extra transformation thrown into the mix! So without further ado…”

As Dakota raised her cane and zapped the flustered heiress, two transformations flashed onto the screen, showing Vivian just what she’d won.

• Investment Banking: Vivian knows full well the value of diversifying your assets. Now she will be able to invest BP into the breast size of other contestants. The breast size of any contestant will increase in size proportional to the amount of BP Vivian chooses to invest over the course of the round. At the end of the round, all breasts affected this way will return to their normal size, and Vivian will receive her initial investment back, with interest proportional to the amount of time the master touched that contestant’s breasts. (Heiress)
• Dressed for the Part: Vivian has a lot of experience, but no boss knows how to do everything. Well, until now, that is. Whenever Vivian dresses up in the stereotypical style of a specific career or fashion subculture, she will instinctively know all relevant skills and details corresponding to that outfit, and feel compelled to behave accordingly. (Fashionista)

When the black light wore off, Vivian stumbled back and landed flat in her chair. She looked up at Dakota with a stunned expression on her face.

“Are you okay?” Sylvia asked worriedly.

“That looked rough,” Rose agreed, concerned.

Morgana gulped. “The, uh, the multi-transformation hit can be kind of intense, huh?”

Vivian’s head was still spinning as she sat up straight in her chair. “Oh, wow, that was really something… but those two aren’t so bad, I guess. So what else did I win, huh?”

She was putting on a strong face, but she clearly looked a little shaken.

Which suited Dakota just fine.

“Shall we move onto the next transformation, then?” the host chirped, twirling her cane. “The next transformation you were awarded was Leading by Example!

• Leading by Example: It’s important to practice what you preach, and if Vivian wants to be the manager of the harem, she’ll have to take some steps to prove that she’s up to the task. What this means is that for each contestant, until Vivian has completed each sexual act with Nick that that contestant has already performed with him, they will not view her as worthy of the position of harem manager. Conversely, once she HAS managed to complete those acts, it will increase her esteem in the eyes of those contestants, and they will be more amenable to respecting her in that position. (Harem Manager)

Vivian’s eyes widened. She had just enough time to process what she was reading when she was zapped by another bolt of black energy and transformed once more.

As the effects settled, Dakota was happy to explain what the heiress would be going through.

“This transformation is quite a fun one,” she chirped, clapping her hands together. “Later today, I’ll provide you a list of all the sexual acts your fellow contestants have done with Nick here.”

“Hey!” Nick blushed. The idea of Vivian getting to know all the stuff he’d done with the other girls was incredibly embarrassing.

Dakota shot him a look. “Fair is fair,” she pointed out, crossing her arms over her chest. “How is she supposed to know how to get the respect of the others if she doesn’t know what you’ve done with them?”

It was a good point, even if Nick didn’t like it.

“Now, here’s the fun part,” Dakota snickered. “If there happen to be any contestants who haven’t done anything with Nick yet- and I happen to know that there are- they will be more inclined to see you as the rightful head of the harem already, as a matter of course! …And that includes his stepmother, of course.”

Vivian blinked, and then leaned back in her chair and smiled slyly. “Oh reeeeaaaaallly…” she purred, looking over at Amelia, whose expression had already darkened.

“Of course, that respect only lasts as long as you can maintain parity,” Dakota pointed out. “If someone does something with him that you haven’t yet, they won’t be inclined to respect you the same way anymore. So you best get started on crossing off your checklist.”

“Works for me,” Vivian said with a shrug. “I’m excellent at working through an itinerary!”

Even as she said that, though, Nick found himself questioning her. She seemed to be putting on a brave face for whatever reason. But he didn’t push the subject.

“Now then… shall we move onto the last transformation?” Dakota waved her cane, and presented the last transformation on the list.

• Sensitivity Training: As a CEO, Vivian is well aware of the importance of being sensitive to the needs of her employees. Hence she will now undergo mandatory sensitivity training to get more in touch with the people around her. What this means is that whenever another member of the harem is having sex, Vivian’s own body will become sensitive and aroused as if she were involved in the sexual act herself, making it easier for her to be brought to orgasm. (Harem Manager)

That one gave Vivian pause.

“Wait, so-”

Too late, Dakota’s cane already struck.

“This is a fun one,” she laughed as the effects seeped into the heiress’s body. “I hope you don’t end up too overwhelmed by Mary this evening…”

Mary blushed, but didn’t deny anything. Vivian gave her a shaky smile, as it sank in just how much sexual pleasure she’d be feeling vicariously through the others from now on.

It wasn’t a pleasant thought.

“…Shouldn’t be a problem,” she replied, her voice cracking slightly as she tried to put on a tough face.

Dakota smirked. “…I’m quite sure. Now then! Shall we move things along? Rose, I believe you’re up next?”

“Great,” Rose groused. “Before that, can’t you do something about my hair?” As much as she loathed having short hair, it was better than the mess she was working with. She’d have to be careful this coming round not to overdo it.

Dakota, amused at the other woman’s struggle, just laughed and inflicted her transformation. “Nope!”

• Fill Out the Cast: Everyone has their roles to play. Rose will categorize the women in Nick’s harem into different roles depending on which she finds most suitable for them, and work to show them why their individual roles will help them find happiness with Nick. [NOTE: This is done without consciousness or malice on Rose’s part. Whichever role she assigns to a contestant, it is because she truly does believe they will be happiest with that role.] (Actress)

Rose scowled again. “Great, so not only am I stuck with my hair like this, but now what, I’m going to start thinking of the other girls as stereotypes or something?”

“No, not at all!” Dakota shook her head. “Weren’t you listening? It just means that from now on, you’ll be seeing them as the perfect actresses for their parts in Nick’s harem. Parts left up to your own discretion, of course. It’s a very wide-ranging transformation, so I’ll let you figure out the details. Maybe over a nice haircut later! Now then, Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin, you’re up next, I believe?”

The assassin perked up, and raised her head, looking excitedly over at Dakota who smiled back at her.

“I don’t think we have to waste much time on words with you, so let’s just get them all out of the way fast, shall we?” Dakota decided, waving her cane. Three transformations flashed onto the screen in a row with the words “Lightning Round!” written over them.

• Oral Fixation: Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin can’t talk, so she’ll be putting her mouth to better use. Whenever she’s feeling bored, she’ll have a **** need to stimulate herself by putting something, anything, into her mouth and sucking on it. Lollipops, her fingers, and especially cock! Better make sure she’s nice and well-fed! (Bimbo)
• If We’re Talking Bodies: It takes two to tango. Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin will be even more **** for the touch of other people, and feel a compulsion to pull them in close to dance. At the same time, the feeling of being in another person’s arms will arouse her, and the longer she spends dancing and being held close by someone else, the more turned on she becomes. (Dancer)
• Bottomless Shopping Bag: To live a perfect bimbo life, Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin can’t just wear her old leather jumpsuit. In addition to her current clothing she will receive a closet full of the latest styles in Bimbo Vogue, an endless assortment of trashy clothes, jewelry, handbags, and other accessories that show off how the only purpose of her is for sex. [NOTE: This closet is updated regularly and anything ruined or destroyed is automatically replaced. Losing clothing in the heat of sex is only natural for a bimbo, after all.] (Bimbo)

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin took three transformations on the chin pretty nicely. Dakota was impressed. Of course, she pushed it aside with a laugh, and a feigned look of sadness.

“The first two transformations are self-explanatory,” she said, sighing. “But that last one… it’s a bit of a shame, really. For so long, your votes were pushing close to a tie with Perfect “Poi”se, I was really hoping you’d be our second tie. But at the last minute, we got some final votes that changed everything, I’m afraid. So just Bottomless Shopping Bag.”

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin shrugged. She wasn’t that bothered by it.

Dakota’s lips turned up into a smile. “But as a consolation prize, you’ll find a closet stocked full of bimbo clothes waiting for you in your room! And don’t forget all the free accessories! In fact, I think as a nice little gift, we can let you have a taste of what you’ve won right now! Nola, if you would?”

“Righty-o!” Nola chirped, scurrying over to Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin and presenting her with a prize.

“The perfect accessory for a bimbo like you,” Dakota sneered.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin’s face lit up when she saw what her “accessory” was.

A bright red and very familiar-looking umbrella.

“Are you kidding me!?” Rose exclaimed. “You’re actually giving that to her!?”

“No! You can’t!” Morgana wailed.

“Dakota, I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Sylvia said worriedly.

“What part of that is a bimbo accessory?” Dawn demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. “The transformation specifically said that the accessories are to show off how the only purpose of her is for sex, not weaponry.”

Dakota rolled her eyes. “Don’t be such a drama queen. It’s not real! It’s the aphrodisiac one! As if I’d let her have a real gun. See? Sex!”

Dawn’s jaw dropped open. “...Seriously?”

Sylvia’s face brightened. “Oh! Well in that case, that’s just fine then!” She chirped, nodding cheerfully.

Nick wasn’t so sure about that. He looked warily at the assassin and sighed. “Well, okay,” he agreed, nodding.

He really hoped she didn’t do anything bad with that.

“Now then, Sylvia, since you’re so eager about our assassin’s little gift, let’s move onto your transformation then,” Dakota said, turning back to the former host. “It seems that the audience really wanted you to have this one in particular… they seem quite fond of you.”

“Oh, really?” Sylvia asked.

She brightened up even more when she saw which one it was.

• Sneak Peek: To help encourage contestants to upgrade their transformations, Sylvia can give them a sneak peek of what they’ll be getting. Each round, for each other contestant, Sylvia will be able to upgrade one of their transformations for 24 hours. (Former Host)

“That’s right, with this one, you’ll be able to help the other girls in the harem figure out how they want to spend their BP!” Dakota nodded. “And I’d encourage you do so! There are some great upgrades to be found!”

“You can count on me!” Sylvia saluted. Her smile wavered for a moment though. “Still… I would have liked the Slumber Party one, too.”

Dakota responded with a grunt and a shrug. “Let’s move things along,” she said, turning to the next girl on the list.

Kim.

“Don’t even say it,” Kim interrupted her before Dakota could speak.

“Hmm?”

“I already know what I’m gonna be getting.” Kim narrowed her eyes. “It’s the extra transformations. Because of course it is. First Sick Day, now this. The audience wants me to get a whole stack of them, don’t they?”

Dakota blinked. Then she smirked.

“Very perceptive,” she said, waving her cane.

• Just the Dregs: Why be proactive? Better to just let good things happen to you. At the beginning of each round, Kim will given a random transformation from the previous round of transformation votes that did not get selected, and apply it to herself. She will permanently acquire that transformation. (Slacker)

Kim tensed as she felt the transformation settle in. “So what’s it going to be?” She asked, frowning. “You gonna give me another one right now, or…?”

“We’ll be getting to that,” Dakota said. “Later. After all, we don’t know which transformations are losers yet, do we? We’ll take care of your bonus when the time comes, for now, just be a good little slacker and wait.”

Kim rolled her eyes and leaned back in her seat with her arms crossed. Dakota gladly moved onto the next girl on the list.

“Dawn, it’s your turn next,” she said, waving her cane, “and I think you’re going to be pleasantly surprised by this one.”

“Oh?” Dawn’s ears twitched curiously. “What do you mean?”

Dakota’s eyes twinkled with delight. “For the first time, you’ll be getting something out of your Competitive transformation path! And it only took six rounds!”

• The New Thing All the Kids Are Into: At the beginning of each round, Dawn will have a vision of a specific sexual act. (Blowjob, handjob, etc.) She will feel more strongly compelled to do that act than any other form of sex, and urge other girls to do the same, aspiring to show that she can do it better than they can. Each time Dawn “wins” against another girl in this competition, as determined honestly by Nick, she will receive a small sum of VP as a prize. (Competitive)

Dawn braced herself for the light that washed over her. She wasn’t surprised by that one, at least not as much as Dakota seemed to think she should have been. “Okay, I can work with this,” she nodded, stroking her chin. “Depending on what the sexual act is, of course.”

She wouldn’t put it past Dakota to do something sadistic like “Boobjob” knowing what meager assets Dawn was working with.

Then again, with Vivian here… I could work with that.

“I thought you might like a chance to earn some more VP,” Dakota said, nodding. “As for how much, well… I’ll leave that up to you to find out. In the meantime, I must have a conversation with our little witch here…”

“Eh?” Morgana’s eyes widened. “Witch? Then…”

“Do you even have to ask?” Dakota laughed. “Of course the audience decided to give you that one. You adored it so much, you hardly even read the others! And judging by the proportion of the votes, I’d say the audience hardly did either!”

• Sexcaster: In order to enhance Morgana’s witch credentials, she’ll be given the ability to use magic! Her magic will be sex-based, of course, and she must still study the correct spells in order to use it. And she’ll get a cute little witch’s hat as well! [NOTE: Results may vary, use with caution.] (Goth)

The black light washed over Morgana, and she felt her body become infused with magical power. It felt so different, and she felt so different, it was like she was alive for the first time! It almost felt better than having sex… almost.

When the light faded, Morgana was standing there, not looking too different, with one very obvious exception: the wide-brimmed witch had resting on her head.

Morgana smiled gleefully and beamed from ear to ear.

“Now, be careful with that magic of yours,” Dakota warned. “Those spells may be a tad bit volatile… I wouldn’t want you to go too wild now.”

Morgana nodded. “But, um… how do I do it?” She asked. “It’s not like I know any magic… are you going to teach me?”

“I’ll help you get started, of course,” Dakota laughed. “Lead you to where you can do some learning on your own. I hope you enjoy yourself!”

Morgana was starry-eyed again, so grateful to Dakota for making her a real witch that she was just about ready to forget all the bad things the host had done.

“And now… that just leaves one person left,” Dakota said, turning from the excited goth girl to the oldest woman in Nick’s harem.

Amelia rose from her seat and stared up at Dakota, not flinching.

That just made the other girl even happier.

“Amelia… what can I say?” Dakota raised her elbows in a shrug. “The audience had some strong feelings about you. Your voting section? Practically a war zone! At one point, three of your transformations were tied! But eventually things sorted themselves out… mostly. You still had a lot of ties and almost ties even right up until the end.”

“Interesting,” was the only thing Amelia had to say in response. Nick admired how unflappable his stepmother was, even as Dakota remained somewhat annoyed.

“Yes… it certainly is interesting,” she muttered, shaking her head. “At any rate, your first transformation was the one that wasn’t even close. And that one, I’m sure you obviously expected, was Mrs. Robinson!”

Amelia’s eye twitched as the black light engulfed her.

• Mrs. Robinson: Although Amelia has no interest in committing sexual acts with Nick, her body has other ideas. Whenever Nick is in the room, if Amelia is not consciously maintaining her control over her body, she will find her body posing itself in whatever way she deems most capable of seducing him. (MILF)

“I see, that will be… problematic,” Amelia stated as the effects of the transformation took hold. Already she was feeling her body try to shift and present herself in the most alluring way possible, and it took everything she had to resist it, much to Dakota’s chagrin.

“I wouldn’t consider it problematic at all,” the host replied, shaking her head. “Certainly not as problematic as this next vote was! It was touch and go there for a while, it’s been some time since I’ve seen results this divisive! A difference of only a couple percentage points between the top result and the bottom one! But squeaking in just barely was I Do, We Do, You Do!”

• I Do, We Do, You Do: Whenever Amelia engages in sexual activity with Nick and one or more other women, she will be compelled to put her teacher skills to use and instruct the other women on proper performance. This means she demonstrates how to pleasure Nick first, then guiding the other girls through the act hand in hand, before finally allowing them to approach the problem on their own for the third time. (Teacher)

“I hope you enjoy your job as a teacher, Amelia, because you’ll be spending a lot of time on it,” Dakota chortled. “With this transformation, you’ll be using those skills of yours for some hands-on guidance with the other girls in your stepson’s harem, if you know what I mean.”

Amelia was unfazed. “That transformation is worthless if I do not actually interact sexually with Nicholas,” she pointed out. “And there is nothing that compels me to do that.”

Dakota scoffed. “We’ll see about that. Now, onto the last of our results, and our final transformation for the day…”

She raised her cane and cleared the board, letting the tension hang in the air.

“…Or should I say, the final two transformations?”

Amelia blinked. “What?” For the first time, it looked like Dakota had caught her by surprise. And she wasn’t the only one.

“Wait, you mean another tie?” Nick asked in alarm.

“Absolutely!” Dakota laughed. “I told you, Amelia, your results were by far the most volatile! It was a real back and forth, but in the end, the audience decided on another tie! I can’t stress enough how rarely this happens! But Developmental Concerns and Private Lessons both got the same number of points! And you know what that means!”

• Developmental Concerns: Amelia is still Nick’s stepmother, which means she is very invested in his growth and development. She will find herself confronted with intrusive thoughts at all hours of the day concerning Nick’s body, particularly his penis. She will try to rationalize this as something completely natural for a mother to be concerned about, so long as her thoughts just remain thoughts. (MILF)
• Private Lessons: Once each round, Amelia will find herself waking up alone in the room with another contestant. Neither woman will be allowed to leave the room until Amelia has completed teaching a predetermined lesson, and her student has learned it. [NOTE: Curriculum of the day will be determined by the host.] (Teacher)

Amelia didn’t have time to express her alarm, if that was what she intended. The light of the cane engulfed her, and subjected her to not one, but two transformations.

“Personally, I think this was the best outcome we could have gotten,” Dakota chortled, tapping her cane on the stage and relishing in Amelia’s distress as she recovered from the overwhelming sensation. “It’s important to get you thinking about Nick in a sexual context, but that one winning at the expense of you not getting some one-on-one time with another girl, guiding her sexually as only an experienced teacher can? It just didn’t seem right.”

She shook her head, saddened. “No… this outcome is definitely preferable,” she cackled, earning her a scathing glare from Amelia.

Of course, Dakota ignored it. She clapped her hands together.

“And that’s all we have for transformations today!” She declared. “The most we’ve ever done in one go… and two extras I didn’t even expect! Not to mention whatever Kim will end up getting… ooh, which reminds me! We still have one other thing to get to!”

Her shiny golden eyes sent shivers through the contestants as they wondered just what the sadistic host could be up to now.