The Penultimate Result

“We’re back folks! You’ve gauged your delight and disgust and have rendered your results.”

The harem held its breath, depending on the results this vote could result in a huge swing. This could very well be the end.

Skylar got herself ready, and shook some show off her ruffle dress. It almost looked like it belong on a princess if you ignored the spiderwebs. “Biggest loser is Olympias, obviously. Taking a thirty-point hit.”

“Ouch.” The Amazon winced. She could feel the chasms split open in front of her. That throne now seemed so far away.

“Second is Mary losing 25 points.”

“What the shit?” She was up on her feet. “You think her not even doing the challenge is just a bit worse than what I did? Your audience is sub-mental! I already fuckin know the cunt who won. It’s Erica innit?”

Skylar blushed. “We’ll i don’t want to spoil…”

“I fucking knew it. What are we supposed to do when they’ll vote for her, regardless of what her performance was like?”

Skylar shrugged , Mary’s concern and fears were like that if a moth’s. “Be more likable."

"Fuck you!" May Stepped in the bonfire and pointed a finger at Erica. "Jailbait, give me your VP, right now!"

The cameras pointed to Erica, ready to see her yet again struggle with her Whatever trait. However once again she was wearing her headphones, blaring with a sick metal soundtrack. "Huh?"

"Give me your VP!"

Erica froze, she could feel the command feeling her body, or rather her disintrest in fighting against it. Yet as that feeling started to creep in the music swelled into the gaps and drowned it out. "Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!"

"Hand them over Cunt, follow your trait."

Erica jumped to her feet. "Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!"

The flames around Mary swirled and roared. "I don't care what the hierarchy of this harem is, give them to me, or I'm putting you over my knee."

"Fucking you I won't do what you told me!" Erica screamed banging her head to the music. Then in an act of defiance she lunged forward shoving Mary out of the fire and back in her seat. "Motherfucker!"

"Erica." Boudica whined, from her seat. She had her hands over her ears. "You have such a potty mouth!"

"Hmm?" Erica looked around, the music in her ears suddenly dying down. "Oh..." She blushed. "S-sorry, heh good song..."

"I think we'd all be wise to be a little bit more considerate of the bimbo's sensitive ears, seeing that she controls the destiny of anyone wanting to cum around here." Skylar snickered and looked over to Mary, who was getting choked out by her tail. Apparently the tail wasn’t impressed with empty threats. "Moving on. Third place is Cleopatra. The depths of your emotional distress was unfortunately not flashy enough for our crowd. You lose twenty pointy…. Just kidding!”

Cleo smiled, she took no joy in a loss, but her own guile did bring a certain sense of achievement to her. “You mean, I gain 20 points from Erica’s trait.”

“I do indeed. The schemer is still on the board, though a punishment is still coming your way.”

“Bring it on.”

“Helen the audience was torn on your performance, you landed fourth from the bottom, but lost no points.”

“Oooh!” Helen suddenly gasped and held a hand to her stomach. “Something’s moving!”

“Right on time!” Skylar snapped her fingers, and Helen's winter outfit was gone, and so where her other heads. She was human once more, thought her hair was now held back by a hairband with bunny ears, and she was wearing a pair of white knee highs to match. Skylar with one of her weird moments of compassion grabbed the beauty by her hand and held her down into a squating position. "It's egg time."

"Great, as if I haven't be ugh, dehumanized enough."

Skylar kissed her cheek. "We haven't even done transformations yet, sour puss. Don't worry, this is going to be very pleasurable."

"How could laying an egg possibly be ooooooh." Helen's grip on Skylar tightened. Something inside of her shifted, and she was suddenly fully. VERY full.

"Like that."

Helen shivered, and it wasn't from the cold. A blush rose up her cheeks, and she settled into her birthing position a little more eagerly. "Wow wow wooow okay." She cleared her breath.

"Just push it out."

"Mmmm." Helen nodded. "Happy Easter everyone." Grimacing she pushed down and felt the large object journey through her passage. Her hair stood on end as this massive invader touched, stretched, and massaged every bit of her pussy as it came out. "Fuuuck." She hissed, and closed her eyes.

"By the gods." Cleopatra clamped her mouth shut with her hand as she saw yellow plastic begin to poke out of Helen's sex.

"That's mine." Satan said proudly.

Slowly, and with an excruciating amount of pleasure her vagina opened more and more willing to the thing trying to escape. About the size of a good orange, it's stretched her far and wide. Yet she never lost her give, she never ceased to feel anything but blinding pleasure from the entire event. "Boudica." The young beauty hissed. "Can you, huh." She used one hand to hide her face. Some shred of modesty still somehow existing within this show. "Can you... let me cum?"

Boudica snickered. "You want cummies from an egg?"

The beauty hissed, and feeling bold reached down the rub the plastic toy stretching her out. "When I'm done with it, we'll stick it up you and you'll see."

"Not a good idea." Skylar liked the idea, but that thing was on a one-way trip.

"You gotta pay me, thems the rules." Boudica crossed her arms and would have looked like a real business woman if it weren't for the large breasts she was squeezing during her negotiation.

"Come on." Helen bent her neck back. "It feels so gooooood, just let have it. I'm not even going to get any points."

"Hehehehe 1B-please!"

"Fuck, fine!" Helen nodded her consent. "Give it to her." Helen's phone chirped, and suddenly she was all smiles and screams. The egg popped free and Helen fell on her little bunny behind convulsing with pleasure.

"Beats being on the rag huh?" Skylar gave her a wink as she scrooped the goopy egg out of the snow. "Master, I believe you won the prize this week." With a casual toss, Satan took possession of the egg.

"I've been curious all week what this could be." He twisted the egg, and it unscrewed revealing a softly woven silk collar inside, gold and a navy blue. "It matches me eyes." He snarked.

"Ooooh, that's a good one!" The camera trains itself on Skylar. "Leave it to the devil to get the best draw on his first try. Here's how that little gem works. You choose one of Helen's traits, then you have a **** wear that collar, that **** gains the benefit of Helen's trait for as long as they're wearing it."

Olympias

Mother of Alexander The Great.

"And suddenly the game is back on."

Elizabeth

Countess of Blood

"Helen by far has the strongest personal trait of the game. If I get the master to give me the collar with that attached to it, I can hypnotize the whole group and be done with the game in an afternoon."

Helen

Princess of Troy

"That was amazing... I want to get pregnant again."

"Not bad." Lucifer danged the collar in front of his harem. "Big prize, looking to get impressed."

Skylar took that lead-in for the next phase of the readout. "Speaking of being Impressed, Eve you came so close, this was just one vote away from you winning third prize, but unfortunately you landed in 4th."

"Oh no." Erica gave Eve a worried look, but the matron looked like she was taking the loss in stride. She'd been at the top just two weeks ago, but now she'd loose the max amount of points twice.

Eve tossed her hair. "So I lose thirty?"

"Yes ma'am." Skylar gave a sad nod.

Lucifer was running the collar he'd won under his nose, but even that couldn't hide his awful grin. "Children can be so ungrateful. Especially when you doom them to eternal suffering."

Despite the tragic news that Eve's score was subterranian she managed to pop a smile. Radiant, perfect smile as always. Her clothing rankled and squirmed around her trying to smother whatever moment of peace she must have been feeling. Yet as ever, she rose above it. Instead, in good cheer she said, "I'll have to keep that in mind next time."

"Unbreakable." Skylar admired, praise that almost sounded like a concession to those who knew the host. "But we can't sit around and admire the woman all day. I'm sure the three of you who are left, want to know who's landed where."

"I think we have it figured out. "Elizabeth grinned, and tilted her head. "Erica, Boudica, then me." They all want the good girls to win, and they would have had a straight flush with Eve, but sometimes a little bit of evil is just too tempting, am I right?"

Skylar grinned back. "You are... except you were a bit more tempting than even you were expecting. Boudica won third place, and twenty points, Elizabeth won 2nd with 25, and Erica who feels oh so comfortable at the top of the pile has won 30 points and at long last inhabits that part of the tree that reflects her position in the audience's heart. 1st place."

Erica

The Devil's Daughter

"I want to thank you all so much! We did it! I mean... we did it! I know I can win this now! I knew you guys weren't as depraved as Skylar told you you were. You've been with me every step of the way, and together we're going to save the world! Heh, guess I better start thinking about what that wish Joan was going to make really was..."

"Skylar I'd like to used an ability." Eve raised her hand politely.

"I've been waiting for this." Helen crossed her arms and sunk into the snow, her white knee highs apparently all she needed to keep warm.

Skylar cocked a pierced eyebrow. "Sounds like we have a downgrade coming around, folks. What ya hitting?"

"Elizabeth, Pounds for Points."

Cleopatra hissed, subconsciously. With a complete knowledge of all the transformations she knew which trait she would have targeted if given the chance.

Points For Pounds: To Encourage Gluttony to become the bloated immobile goddess she was always meant to be Harem Hotel is offering her a once in a lifetime opportunity. Gluttony will gained 1 VP for every ten pounds she agrees to gain. She can make this exchange at any time, multiple times. Points For Pounds -: Intrest rates have risen and so has the exchange on points. Gluttony gains 1VP for every twenty points gained.

"Hmph." The vampire crossed her arms. "Feeling threatened?"

Eve shrugged. "Hard not to when I'm second to last."

"What is that... six hundred pounds for me to when at our current point totals?" Elizabeth licked her lips. "The tailors of hell will be quite busy crafting my dresses." She suddenly pressed her hands to her temples. "Skylar, I'm sobering up, can we get on with the transformations, I need a drink."

The host snapped a rum into Elizabeth's bony fingers. "Any other last-minute schemes or plots anyone wants to unveil before we transform?"

"Not me." Cleopatra answered gamely.

The camera panned over to Mary, who was was still fighting her tail. "No." She sneers at the crew members. "I'm camera shy."

"Olympias?"

The amazon casually turned to Lucifer. "Give me the necklace." She held her hand out.

"No." Was the master's response.

The Amazon shrugged. "Worth a shot, I'm done."

"Okay." The host drew in everyone's attention. "This is going to be our last transformation guys. Gosh, I sure and going to miss this! Of course, after next round everyone will be getting put in their place and all, but these are the last changes for the game. Oh, man I'm getting chills. I tried to make all of these game-changing, I want to give everyone a chance to come around, except for Mary of course."

"What the fuck?"

"Kidding, kidding." She wasn't kidding. "Anyway, let's have some fun and looks towards our futures with a sense of hope and renewal, and make this next round our best ever! Harem Hotel on 3!"

1st Place: Erica 133 (+30)

2nd place: Boudica 124 (+20)

3rd Place:Cleopatra 101 (+20)

4th Place: Helen 100 (0)

5th Place: Elizabeth 96 (+25)

6th Place: Olympias 66 (-30)

7th Place:Eve 34 (-30)

8th Place:Mary 7 (-25)