Enjoy the show

"What the hell!?" Gwen gasped as she was about to start her dance.

Jasmine's eyes opened in surprise, and Courtney's fists clenched. "What did you do to-"

"Ops," Cody said, "I wish you didn't see Bridgette hypnotize them, and I wish you would ignore what I'm doing to focus on the dance."

Instantly the fire in their eyes vanished as they forgot what had just happened. The three girls rolled their eyes and groaned as they began to start their belly dance.

Cody instructed Sky to get on his lap and rub his cock with her ass while making out.

"Mmmnnn... Mmmmwah...NNnMMmmmm.." Sky moaned into Cody's mouth as she bounced her pert fat rump on Cody's lap, his erect cock pressed between her ass cheeks as she gyrated on top of him. His hands wrapped around her back and messaged her tone figure while their mouths squelched and slopped as they tasted each other.

He never thought he'd even have a chance to stare at Gwen's sexy body without getting slapped across the face. Let alone enjoy a free show in the form of a belly dance. And he also has all the other girls that saw him as an annoyance at his beck and call, without them even knowing.

Eight seasons of being beaten down... and it's all worth it!

Dakota was streaming to her huge follower base. Cody made sure that none of her fans would freak out, so he could have the bratty, spoiled rich girl slut out her body without worry. She strutted pose after pose, while angling the camera to check her out like a total slut. Of course, wearing nothing but her underwear.

Was this supposed to be a show where everyone was competing for the million dollars? Because right now, this is just his personal toy set, and not a single person had the slightest idea.

Speaking of the million dollars.

Cody pulled his face back from Sky's mouth and looked to Blaineley, who was still watching Gwen, Courtney, and Jasmine perform their sexy dances.

"Blaineley, can I have the billion-dollar prize?"

"Hmm?"

Blaineley's casual smirk at the girl's torment vanished, and she flashed a sharp frown.

"Uh, no?!! Why do you think I'd-"

"Bridgette-bot activate hypnosis mode."

The mindless sexy surfer girl pulled up her blue sweater and erected her nipples. Blaineley's annoyed look vanished as her face grew blank, her mouth dropped open, and she started to drool into her tits.

"Give me the billion dollars,"

"Yes, Master," Blaineley said mindlessly, her spittle dropping between her tits. She walked blankly off into the woods and returned ten minutes later with a shiny diamond-plated suitcase. "Here, master," she said and opened the case to reveal all the money for the competition.

Cody's eyes widened at how easy it was to control the host of the season. Not even Blaineley herself, the most influential person who had a say over the whole competition, could resist him... wow, that's easy.

Too easy.

Cody wished the money back and made another wish too.

Blaineley disappeared in a poof of magic smoke and reappeared in her original position. Except she was now topless and rubbing her huge fat titties, her fingers squeezed her own nipples. Of course, Cody made it so that she had no idea she was doing so, and no one else noticed either.