Kate-atouille!

I can't believe this. What should be the most minor category, and I'm already getting a life changing punishment! How can they do this? I can't believe I signed up for this, no way could this ever be worth it. Shrinking back into the stage, the bright spotlight follows me and denies me the right to quietly slip away. My life is going to change and I know there's nothing I can do to stop it. Watching in horror, I see the timer end and my new life revealed.

"And the winner is- Kate-atouille!" Sitting on the floor, I hear the audience start cheering as the collar hums and my scalp begins to tingle. Suddenly I'm thrusted upwards, and in my moment of panic it takes me a second to realize that a stage hand has pulled me up from the ground.

"Oh! Thanks..." Unable to make eye contact with him, I turn to see Jack smiling brightly at me. His smile well presented, but right now absolutely terrifying. He and the rest of Bimbo or Billionaire have my life in their hands right now. I thought I was ready but I wasn't, being here facing the reality has shown me nothing could have gotten me ready.

Scalp still tingling, I give me head a shake and am struck by a very noticeable increase in weight. This is definitely way more hair than I've had before. Brushing some over from behind my back, I'm in awe at how bright the red color is now, and how lustrous it shows up. For a moment I'm distracted from my surreal horror, and just appreciate how beautiful it is now. Not like I thought it was bad before! This is just remarkable. Rolling my hands through my silky hair, my self inspection is interrupted by the beloved host of the show.

"As you can see audience, Kate's hair is far longer than before, and has gotten a great upgrade in color and texture! For the real star of the show however, how about we let our lovely Chrissi do the honors!"

Oh no. Once her name is called, Chrissi looks around confused and points at herself. A moment passed before she hops up and claps, approaching me with her classic saunter. Backing up, I'm terrified of what's about to happen.

"Chrissi, please don't! Jack! Do you- do you need to?"

"Oh come on Kate, surely you read the part of your contract that stated live demonstrations of the changes will be conducted! Now come on and don't default on that deal." Shit.

Nobody wants to default on their deal with Bimbo or Billionaire. Whoever these people- things ever- are that run this show, nobody has ever been able to figure out who or what they are. The show simply appeared on airways and started changing women's lives. Even the contestants, like me, simply appear backstage before the show, and the audience members have never been tracked down successfully. Despite the mystery behind the show, the money the contestants win appears to be legitimate, and the company has made deals with products for promotion. They can work nicely with normal people, but if you break a deal with them? It's never gone well for anyone who's tried, especially not for anyone wearing a collar of fate.

"I- I-" Swallowing hard, I take a deep breath. There's no way out of this but forwards, I have to accept that. I knew I'd be changed even if I wasn't ready for this magnitude. "Ok, sorry Jack.."

"Aww, don't worry, it's OK! I got LOTS of changes and I'm loving it!" While I appreciate the thought, I doubt Chrissi is capable of realizing how scary that sounds. I see Jack gesture over to me from center stage, so I approach the two of them and stand tall. At least, as tall as I can stand being only 4'11", and terrified of my future.

"Thank you Kate! I know this is a lot, but I also know you're a strong woman who can take this all the way! Now, would you please turn to face the audience?" Turning towards the blinding lights, my hair wavers for a second behind me, and I can feel it brush against my ass standing there. Puffing out my chest, I just repeat in my head that this will all be ok.

"Much like the beloved movie, others will be able to control Kate's movements by pulling on her hair." I feel daggers in my chest as he says this, but just clench my teeth and stare into the lights. "To show you how easy this is, we'll have Chrissi do the honors!"

"Yay!" Standing in front of her, I'm mildly thrown off from my stance by her hand brushing against my ass as she grabs my hair. Although knowing her, it was probably a deliberate feel. Knowing my hair is in her hands, I get myself ready and suddenly thrust my hands up in the air.

Whoa.

Staring up at my arms in awe, I wave them back and forth. Wait, no I didn't do that, but it didn't feel like it wasn't me. I'm just, raising my arms. Trying to lower my arms, nothing happens, and in a moment I lean back and kick my legs out, balancing on one foot.

"What...?" I turn my head and see Jack laughing at my predicament. This was so strange, it didn't feel like I was being puppeted. There was no weird feeling in my arms, no tugging on my limbs. I just, threw my arms up and couldn't put them down.

"I know what you're thinking Kate, you don't feel like you've lost control. But of course, you have! And with our remarkable technology, we've made sure that no matter who takes your leads, they'll be an expert puppeteer in no time! Chrissi, how about you make her grab her breasts?"

Oh God, already onto the lewd demonstrations. Reaching up and squeezing my breasts, even with the knowledge of how this punishment works it takes me a moment to remember that it isn't me doing this, it's Chrissi using my hands. Staring in shock as I pinch a nipple through my shirt and bra, my body is completely unresponsive as they go on and continue to play with me, Jack still explaining the punishment.

"Just by gesturing with her hair, Kate's body will understand your intentions and move according to your will! Note that her body is limited to below her neck, and if you try to make her harm herself or others her body won't comply." Spinning on my heel, I'm turned to face directly at Chrissi. The bimbofied girl looks like she's having the time of her life, and starts moving my hair side to side. As this is happening, I move my hips back and forth to match her movements, shaking my butt for the crowd who give cheers of encouragement.

"Chrissi! Please stop!" Closing my eyes and flushing with embarrassment, the cohost gives another tug on my hair and sends me squatting down, bouncing my ass for the crowd in a way I've never moved before. Giving it all the focus I can muster, I give up with tears in my eyes as I finally accept the truth. There's nothing I can do about this, I'm just a puppet on strings.

"Oh, but it's so fun much! You're like a big doll!" Eyes still closed as I tear up, Chrissi stands me up straight to my relief. The relief is shortlived however, for as soon as I open my eyes I witness my hands reaching for Chrissi. Unable to protest any further, I watch as I dig my fingers into her colossal tits, kneading the soft flesh. I can only watch as my body is used as her masturbatory aid, and with a huge grin she gives yet one more tug and I find myself buried within her huge rack.

"Mmhhh." Oh god, she was forcibly motorboating me.

"Come on, give them a suck!" No way, end this hell right now, I just want to leave this show. I can't handle this, this is only the first minute!

"Ok, that's enough Chrissi, you can let her go now." With audible disappointment, Chrissi finally releases my hair. Stumbling back and falling on my ass yet again, I tear up a little on the floor as the audience once again cheers. I curl up into a ball and hide my face.

"That won't do, come on up Kate!" Eyes still closed, I feel myself stand up and walk on over to the podium again. No escape.

"So, what did you think Kate!" Jack aims the microphone at me and I take a moment to collect myself. I'll be ok, I can be strong and get through this.

"It was- unreal. I can't believe I lost control like that."

"Well, you better believe it, our scientists worked hard on that punishment! Any words of how it felt?"

"It wasn't like, being pushed. It just felt like I did it, but I couldn't stop!" Even just recounting like this was making me uneasy.

"Splendid! That's because your hair is sending signals straight to your brain, causing your body to move by firing the right neurons. Exactly like how you normally control your body! If you don't know what to look for, you might not even notice you're being controlled!" That's a bad thought. Maybe not as bad as instantly becoming someone's sex toy, but the insidiousness of that idea is revolting.

"Anyways Kate, enough of that, time to make your next pick!" Taking a deep breath, I get ready to make my call when my hand dives into my pants.

"EP!" I squeal and fall to the floor with my legs spread wide. Staring down at myself, my left hand expertly works my clit as the right reaches up under my shirt. Straining my neck to check behind me, I catch Chrissi waving a bunch of my hair back and forth with the same rhythm as my hand.

"No! Bad Chrissi!" Jack yells at her. She quickly releases my hair, letting my hands stop as they remain wedged under my clothes. Dear God this was going to be a long night.

"Soooorry...." Chrissi pouts at Jack, who once again reaches for my hair and stands me up for me. I guess he just wanted to deny me the dignity of getting up myself.

"Anyways Kate, that distraction used up a lot of time. What's your pick?" I take a look at the cases. It doesn't matter this is all random anyways. Lets just get this over with.

"3." Chrissi steps over to the case, and to my dismay pink shines from the lid again.

"Ouch! Your second Bimbo case, and this time the category is Compulsion! Let's see what our options are." Clenching my fists, I brace myself for the options. For as bad as my first punishment was, the Compulsion category is often the worst.

1. Personal Space Violation: Whenever Kate is with others, she will press herself into them, rub against them, and keep close contact. She will work to keep them aroused and their penis hard if applicable.
2. Errand Girl: Others will often be compelled to ask Kate to retrieve or deliver things for them, and Kate will always comply. Whether they mean to or not, her friends will be ordering her around a lot!
3. Public Maid: Whenever Kate notices something dirty, she will feel a desire to clean it. Others will often be compelled to order her to clean things, and she will be compelled to comply and will not stop until finished.
4. Stuck on Replay: If someone tells Kate to hold a pose or continue an action she is doing, she will be stuck doing the pose or action. She may stop when she is given permission to stop, or the person who ordered her is gone for an hour.

"Some wonderful options! Audience, do your thing!"

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