Playing Against Type

Levi Summers

Levi anxiously glanced at the clock; its hands showing only an hour until the challenge. He wanted to let Elena keep sleeping, but at this rate, she wouldn't have time for a proper meal before the event. Sighing softly, he made his way upstairs.

He entered to see Elena laying in his bed, her face serene and calm, a stark contrast to how she had looked the last time Levi checked on her. Her chest rose and fell gently with each soft breath, as if she were lost in a deep, tranquil dream.

Levi resisted the sudden temptation to watch her sleep and gently shook her. After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes, blinking in surprise as she took in her surroundings.

"Sorry, I'd let you sleep more, but the challenge is in an hour, and you hadn't finished breakfast," Levi explained.

Elena blinked a few more times, still transitioning into the waking world. "What happened? I was at the kickoff, and then everything was a blur."

"Azure," Levi said with disdain. "She said she was going to make you reenact something, and..."

Elena's eyes widened. "Oh, now I remember. Well, sort of. Azure said I won the humiliation prize, and then my memory cuts out."

Levi patted her hands sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Elena. Azure was completely unhinged. I had to **** her to stop torturing you."

"You **** her?" Elena asked, surprised.

"Uh, yeah. I just wish I'd done it sooner."

Elena gulped. Something strange was happening. Suddenly, her cheeks felt very hot. "So, does that mean... you saved me?"

"What? No."

Elena scooted in the bed so she was sitting up, heart quickening. "It sounds like you did. She would have kept going, but you made her stop. You rescued me."

"I guess," Levi shrugged.

Elena felt herself moisten as she stared at Levi, waves of hormones surging through her. A vivid fantasy formed in her mind of him, strutting confidently and striking Azure across the face.

"How did you stop her?" she asked, trying not to salivate. "Did you punch her?" she asked, nipples hardening.

Levi leaned back. "What? No. I just yelled at her to stop."

"Oh... right..." Elena replied, biting her lip.

Despite Levi's mundane explanation, she couldn't shake the image her imagination had cooked up. She could clearly picture the fictional Levi using his strength to break Azure's spell, saving her from her torment. He looked far more powerful in her imagination—broad shoulders, defined muscles, and an aura of heroism radiating from him.

As each second passed, she became increasingly infatuated. She began sweating, pressing her chest together.

"Elena, you okay?" Levi asked, noticing Elena panting.

Elena snapped back to reality. "What? Oh, sure." Levi looked at her skeptically, but Elena insisted. "Really, I'm fine. Let's go."

"Ok," Levi said slowly. "Dining hall then?"

Elena nodded. "Can you carry me?" she blurted out, an erotic image of Levi lifting her bridal style forming out of nowhere.

"What?"

"Huh?"

Levi scratched the back of his neck. "Oh, I don't know if I'm strong enough to."

Elena looked away, embarrassed. "It's fine. I was kidding."

"You sure?" Levi asked.

"Totally," Elena laughed nervously. "Let me, uh, use the bathroom first."

Levi nodded, and in an instant, Elena threw off the covers, her heart racing with urgency as she dashed to the nearest restroom.

The bathroom, like every other space in the tower, was a masterpiece of design. Gleaming marble tiles graced the floor, while the walls shimmered with delicate gold accents that framed the luxurious mirrors.

She ran the tap, splashing cold water on her face, trying to get her body back under control. 'What the hell is happening? Why am I so horny?'

She looked at her reflection, seeing the redness slowly fade. 'Am I still feeling what Azure did to me? But I was fine when I woke up. It only started when Levi said he saved me.'

Her pulse quickened at the thought of Levi rescuing her. In that moment, she remembered something important. She had forgotten that her princess transformation involved more than just gowns and royal titles; there was another aspect of it that she hadn't encountered until now.

Princess Form: All contestants must refer to her by royal titles. She will feel naked unless she is wearing fancy dresses and jewelry, with an emphasis on pink. Will also find herself in damsel-in-distress situations more often (the frequency based on her VP ranking) and require someone big and strong to rescue her, which will become a major turn-on for her.

"You sure you're okay?" Levi asked through the door.

"Oh, yes. Right behind you."

Tomoko Nakaya

Tomoko ate alone in her room, not feeling like talking with people. She pushed the food around her plate, lacking the energy to actually eat it. As she took a deep breath, she reminded herself that she shouldn’t be feeling this way—not now, not after all she had accomplished. Her son was safe, and she was in first place. She might even become a millionaire or get a wish if she kept this up. Not to mention, she had helped Olivia break her curse. All of this was good.

"Just stay positive. Always stay positive," she said to herself.

She heard a light knock at the door, the sound breaking her train of thought. Anticipating it to be her roommate, she swung the door open, only to be greeted by Azure. The redhead stood there with a bright smile, as if they were the closest of friends.

"Tomoko, dear, how are you?"

"Uh, fine," Tomoko replied. "You need something?"

"I wanted to congratulate you in person," Azure explained, entering the room without permission. "For being the first person to one hundred."

"Oh, thanks," Tomoko said unenthusiastically, as she watched Azure sit down on Tomoko's bed like she owned the place.

"Not to mention your little side adventure with Olivia," Azure added. "Normally, hand stuff wouldn't count, but I know the rules of what lesbians count as sex is different."

Tomoko was very curious where Azure was getting these 'lesbian rules' from, but kept her mouth shut.

"In honor of your achievement, I wanted to give you a special reward," Azure continued. "One that required a more private meeting."

She took the sketchbook off Tomoko's bedside table and began absentmindedly flipping through it. "You see, your show of initiative makes you worthy of being offered a Secret Agenda."

"What's that?" Tomoko asked,

Azure paused mid-explanation, as she flipped to a caricature that Tomoko had drawn of her. In the illustration, Tomoko mischievously portrayed Azure as an angry devil, complete with horns and a fiery expression.

"Is this really supposed to be me? I must say, I'm flattered!" Azure exclaimed, her voice bubbling with amusement.

"What's the Secret Agenda?" Tomoko repeated, wanting Azure to get on with it.

“It’s a gameplay mechanic that I introduce to competitors when I feel they are ready for it,” Azure clarified. “Basically, it’s a secret mission you can undertake. If you complete it before the season ends, you get 25 VP, along with a personal reward.”

"What happens if you don't complete it?"

"Good for you for asking. Looks like you're learning to think," Azure smirked. "If you fail, you won't lose any points, though you will get a Nasty Transformation."

"Sounds awful," Tomoko reacted.

Azure lifted her hands. "Not so fast. At least hear out my offer. She took a ballpoint pen and jotted something down in her sketchbook. "This would be your challenge."

Tomoko took it, expecting something complex, only to see it was a single sentence.

"Tomoko must have sex with at least eight different humans, at least once each, before the season ends."

She flipped the page over, expecting more, only to find it blank as well. "You want me to sleep with everyone?"

"That's right," Azure nodded. "I mean, you're already a quarter there. Normally, I'm opposed to relationships outside the master's circle, but given your 'archetype,' I think we can make an exception in your case." She grinned mischievously, "Plus, I have a feeling Levi likes watching you sleep with women."

"What if the others don't want to, though?" Tomoko asked.

Azure let out a laugh. "That's where your seduction skills shine. I mean, you already flipped Olivia, and she's the third most homophobic person here, behind John and Lauren."

Tomoko narrowed her eyes and glanced away. "Please don’t call her that."

Azure ignored her. "Besides, you won't have to do it alone. Anyone who takes on a secret agenda will also get a cheat item to help them."

The host looked over at the pen she was holding and spun it between her fingers. Dramatic sparkles washed over the item, turning it bright pink. She passed the pen to Tomoko.

"This pen is your special item. Once a day, any contestant who hears you click it will feel compelled to remove their clothing. The interesting part is that they will mentally justify their decision to strip, believing it was their own idea," Azure explained. "So, depending on how you play it, you can make them believe they willingly chose to get naked to have sex with you."

Tomoko bit her lip but remained silent. Azure could see that she was unconvinced, so she played her other card. Getting to her feet, she placed a hand on Tomoko's shoulder. "I haven't even told you the best part. Remember how I said you'll get a special prize for completing a Secret Agenda?"

"Yeah, what is it?" Tomoko asked, still not looking at her.

"Information. Something you've been dying to know." She leaned in and whispered into Tomoko's ear. "The identity of your son's father."

Tomoko's eyes widened as she quickly turned to Azure, who grinned. "So, how about it? Do we have a deal?"

Nora Wolf

Nora sat in her dimly lit workshop, the overhead bulb casting shadows on the cluttered workbench. Between her fingers was a blunt, from which she took a long drag.

With a heavy sigh, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a delicate locket, its silver surface slightly worn. As she opened it, a wave of nostalgia washed over her; inside was a small photograph of her late husband, smiling warmly at her.

"I don't know if you can hear me," she said to the picture. "You know I never believed in the afterlife. But I also never believed in magic until a few days ago."

She took another puff and let the smoke out in a long sigh. "If you are there, I'm sorry for not talking to you more. There's so much I want to tell you. Sandra is in college now. You would be so proud of her."

She extinguished the weed in an ashtray and gently traced the picture of his face with her fingertips, eyes glistening with tears. "They say I can bring you back to life if I earn enough points in this absurd game. I wouldn't have believed it, but I've seen enough to think anything is possible."

She looked away, her voice firm yet soft. "I'm going to have to do some terrible things—things I will regret. When this is over, you may no longer want to be my husband. But if it means saving you, I'm ready. Sandra needs her father."

She closed the locket. "If it's for you, I'll cast my morals aside."

She put on her lab coat and started brainstorming.

Tomoko Nakaya

Azure continued to gaze at Tomoko, waiting for her response to the offer. Finally, Tomoko took a deep breath.

"No way."

Azure's face fell. "I beg your pardon?" she asked, certain she misheard.

"I'm not going to go around tricking people," Tomoko said.

"I mean, you don't have to use the cheat item," Azure clarified. "With your natural hotness and the Closet Key, you still have a good shot."

"I don't wanna **** myself into people's business if they ain’t interested," Tomoko retorted. "They got enough going on without me hittin' on them."

Azure clenched her fist in frustration. "What about the information I'm offering? Don't you want to know about Shen's father?"

Tomoko threw up her hands. "And what am I even supposed to do with that? Just go up to him and say, 'Hey, random white guy. I'm the chick you had a one-night stand with years ago. Anyway, be his dad."

Azure's eyes flared. "You're not the least bit curious?"

"Of course I am. But I don't think it's worth the risk. I don't really trust you."

Azure felt very much like slapping Tomoko and lecturing her on how she was betraying her role of group slut, but she resisted. "Well, this is disappointing. That's your final decision then? I should inform you that if you decline, you will be forbidden from talking about it."

"Whatev. Please leave now." Tomoko said coolly.

Azure snapped the pen between her fingers. She shoved Tomoko aside as she walked past her, stopping as she stepped through the doorway.

She took one last look back, seeing the sketchbook. "You know, Tomoko, you're wasting your talent on this stupid drawing career. You would have been far more successful as an escort."

"Kay," Tomoko replied, closing the door in her face.

Lauren Peterson

"Did Azure say what the challenge was?" Elena inquired, walking down the stone corridor towards the dining hall.

Strolling alongside her, Levi shook his head. "No, she's as cryptic as always."

"Thought as much," Elena sighed. "At least there's no points at stake."

Levi nodded and was just about to speak when a voice rang out from the bottom of the staircase. "Hi, Levi!" the voice called, unnaturally warm and inviting, echoing softly in the hallway.

Levi looked down to see Lauren posing by an open window, but the expression on her face was completely unfamiliar. Instead of her usual look of disdain, she smiled up at him with bright, cheerful eyes. "Good to see you," she beamed, in a way that was so out of character that it sent a chill down his spine.

He was so distracted by her change of expression that it took him a moment to notice her attire. She wore a black, cleavage-exposing minidress that barely reached her upper thigh, leaving her legs completely bare.

"I’d love to chat!" she exclaimed, playfully swaying her enhanced hips in place, and totally ignoring Elena. "I wanted to apologize for being so mean."

She flirtatiously lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her black thong underneath. "Let's have a do-over of our date, so I can make it up to you."

• Sexy Dress: +1 VP
• Flirt: +1 VP
• Creeped Master Out: -2 VP
• Panty Flash Master: +2 VP
• Seen it Before: -2 VP

Levi glanced over at Elena, who merely shrugged. He took a deep breath, trying to shake off the awkwardness in the air. "Uh, we have a challenge to tackle now," he said, grasping for the first excuse that came to mind.

"That's like an hour from now," Lauren laughed. She lightly tugged at her dress to better show off her boobs and leaned at the hips. "More than enough for some quick fun."

Levi pressed his lips together, a look of displeasure crossing his face. "Actually," he said, glancing away, "I think I left something back at the tower." He briefly looked at Elena. "Go eat. I'll meet you later," he added, turning on his heel.

Elena nodded and continued down the stairs, stepping past Lauren, who was frozen in incredulity and still posing seductively. The princess briefly gave her a sympathetic shake of her head before rounding a corner.

'What the hell was that?!' Nineteen exclaimed, her angelic voice breaking.

'That usually works at school,' Lauren replied defensively.

'With boys already attracted to you, perhaps,' the angel explained, regaining her soothing tone with difficulty.

'I shouldn't have done it while Elena was there. That bitch ruined it.' Lauren deduced.

'She had nothing to do with it. You were too obvious. It was clear you were faking your interest.'

'So? Guys don't care about that sort of stuff as long as they get laid.'

'You can't treat him like a normal guy,' Nineteen countered.

Lauren scoffed. 'I know what I'm doing.'

'No, you don’t. You’re not thinking about how much you’ve hurt him. You can't just act like that didn't happen.'

Lauren bit her lip. 'I apologized.'

'His impression of you is too damaged for simple apologies or seduction,' Nineteen explained. 'At best, you might persuade him to give you enough points to avoid elimination, but you'll never beat the others.'

'So what the fuck do you want me to do about it?!' Lauren snapped.

'Allow me to try it next time,' Nineteen offered. 'After the challenge, when he's alone, let me take over.'

Lauren laughed. 'You? Aren't you an angel? What do you know about getting guys horny?'

'This isn't about sex, dear. It's about psychology,' Nineteen clarified. 'We need to redefine the image he has of you.'

Lauren crossed her arms. 'I don't like the idea of you taking over my body.'

'I'll only need thirty minutes,' Nineteen promised. 'If I haven't turned him by then, we'll do it your way.'

Lauren remained silent for a long while before nodding. 'Fine, you're on. But I doubt you'll do any better.'

'Trust me. You won't regret this.'

Azure

"Stupid cow," Azure muttered, appearing in her office. "What is she thinking? I practically gift-wrapped her the opportunity to excel as the cast's bicycle, and she spits in my face."

She began wrangling her hair, groaning. "Just when I thought one of these bitches understood their role, she has to be all subversive. Her ancestors would be appalled."

She let out a sigh. "Well, whatever. I have a challenge to deal with."

She snapped her fingers and teleported once more. This time, she materialized on a breathtaking beach. The sun cast a golden hue over the soft, white sand, while the glorious blue waves rolled gently toward the shore.

With a graceful flick of her wrist, she conjured another spell, transforming her attire into a vibrant red bikini that showcased her enhanced chest. Furthermore, it applied eyeshadow and lipstick that were guaranteed not to blemish, even under water or in the heat of the beach.

She looked around the area that would be her challenge's battleground, considering if there was anything else to be done.

'No, of course not. I already planned this perfectly,' she thought. 'As always.'

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