Give it a spin?

When Yaz entered the great hall, having showered and dressed of course, she saw everyone already seated and eating breakfast. Stephanie was here too, although sitting alone. Only Alexandra was still hiding in her room.

"Yaz! How did it go?" Beatriz called out when she saw her.

"Hi Bea, it was amazing. Thank you for all your help."

"What did you do? You got some VP" Valerie asked, pointing to the scoreboard.

"Now Valerie, a lady doesn't kiss and tell." Yaz said with a smile. Valerie frowned. She knew she would have to share Eric, but hated that she had to wait her turn. Others were going to gain BP and get those first bonuses and she would feel compelled to obey them. She wanted to be, as Isla put it, top of the heap.

Isla interrupted the conversation as she entered the great hall with two Ones in tow. They were carrying a slot machine.

"Hello friends, " Isla began. "Your Master has sent you all a gift, and asked for this to be placed in here." They Ones set it down by the tables. "This is a very special slot machine. You can play with BP, VP or even on credit. How does it work you ask? You just specify your bet here," she points to the console on it. "And then give it a spin!" As she pulls the large lever beside it. "Unlike machines you might be used to in your world, this one is totally 100% transparent. When you enter your bet it will tell you the odds of success. The payout is always to double your bet. Anyone want to be the first to try it?" Isla looked around the room. Nobody seemed eagar.

"What do you mean by credit?" Stephanie finally asked.

"Oh right, silly me. Well some of you have no BP to spend, or VP to wager, but that's no fun at all. When you gamble on credit you risk a transformation against what reward you want. If you are trying for BP, all transformations are temporary, with VP, they're permanent. Both are proportional to how much you debt you take on."

Everyone stared at Isla. The idea of voluntarily taking on more transformations was scary, but the rewards might just be worth it. Stephanie in particular was wondering just what those odds were.

Marcos was wondering the same thing. This might be just what they need to save Stephanie. Except, that would be too easy. He expected the odds would be pretty bad. He looked over at her, he knew she was thinking that too. He decided to test it first, so they could all see what this credit system was like.

He got up and walked over to it. Isla was watching with a creepy grin. It wasn't like an ordinary machine, more like a computer screen. He made his choices.

Thanks for playing Harem Roulette by Bimco ®

Please make your selections

What do you want to play for

_BP or VP? : _BP

_How much do you bet: _2000

Oh it looks like you don't have that much to wager. Continue on credit (Y/N)?" Y

Warning failure on credit will generate a random transformation. Transformation severity and duration depends on debt accumulated.

Odds of winning 47.5%

Pull when ready

He gritted his teeth and gave the lever a pull. The screen changed to a more typical slot machine appearance with symbols rolling across. Lights flashed and cheesy music played.

Finally it stopped. Lose.

You lose. Current total -2000BP. Try again? Pull when ready

He looked at himself. Nothing had changed. He looked over at Isla.

"Oh nothing yet dear. You just keep spinning as long as you like. Transformations won't happen until you are all done." Isla explained.

Well he wanted to show Stephanie how bad it could be. It would only be temporary. He pulled the lever again.

Again the lights and music and screen went off. Again it came to a stop.

You lose. Current total -4000BP. Recalculating odds. 64.8%. Try again?

Hmm, better odds? That was interesting. Trying to keep him from walking away it seems. He pulled again.

You win. Current total -2000 BP. Try again?

The odds stayed were they were, that was pretty good actually. He spun again.

You lose. Current total -4000BP. Recalculating odds. 33.3%. Try again?

He asked Isla,"What is with these odds? It doesn't make sense?"

"Oh, well it can change between spins. It uses a highly proprietary algorithm to set odds. You'll have to take it up with the company that made it. Unfortunately they are in a different universe, oh well."

Marcos decided to stop there. 4000 BP seemed like a lot. Not worth getting further in debt.

Marcos saw a button labeled end game and pushed it.

Thank you for playing. Applying temporary transportation now. Transformation will last 5 days

Living Libido Loca - Player will experience a dramatic rise in libido. Arousal can only ever decrease though orgasm.Target will be unable to orgasm though masterbation.

Marcos had always had a healthy sex drive, but certainly how not felt any stirrings since coming on this boat. This is fine, he thought, just can't get aroused. Think unsexy thoughts. He looked around. He was surrounded by hot women, and even found his own body attractive. This might be harder than he originally thought. He saw Sarah staring at him in concern. "I'm ok, it's just for a few days. I think I'm going to head back to the room and lie down." Nobody followed him as he left and nobody else decided to try the machine. Stephanie spent the rest of her day thinking about it. Wondering if she could really risk a permanent transformation.

As the others were busy watching Marcos, Alexandra was on a mission. Once Valerie had gone, taking Alexandra's excuse to the group, Alexandra was up. She had been practicing in the boots, it was still a struggle, but she was getting better. Valerie really liked to talk, and had filled Alexandra in on as much as she could. Which is how she knew that Jenny and Stephanie only had a sliding paper door.

Alexandra had managed to grab some of Valerie's clothes, but they weren't exactly the same size. She now had a couple outfits that worked, but she hadn't been able to squeeze into Valerie's bras. Stephanie was closer to her size, so she was making her way there.

Sure enough the door to Stephanie's room just slid open. She raised her eyebrows at the pile of sex toys in the corner, Valerie hadn't mentioned that in her description. Quick as she could manage in these heels she went to Stephanie's dresser and found a bra. 34F. Whoa, she's even bigger than she thought. She typically wore a 32DD. She would at least be able to get the bra on, unlike Valerie's 30C, but it won't fit right at all. Oh well, she might as well take them all. Stephanie is universally hated, she's probably the best one to steal from. She had brought Valerie's suitcase with her and she filled it with everything Stephanie had.

She looked over at Jenny's side. She might have some nice clothes too. She made her way to the other side of the room. The first thing she pulled out was one of Jenny's new bras. Wow these are massive, she thought.

"Alexandra, what are you doing!" Alexandra turned to see Jenny in the doorway. Shit, she thought, as something clicked in her head.

Alexandra minimum heel size 3 inches

"I'm sorry Jenny, I just needed a bra." Alexandra said.

"Uh, no offense Alexandra, but there is no way that fits you. And just a bra? You brought a whole suitcase."

Alexandra looked sheepishly at the bra in her hands. She felt compelled to put it back. "Ya, sorry. I actually already took some clothes from Stephanie but I was actually just curious about yours." She felt no compulsion to put Stephanie's clothes back, so it seemed that since she wasn't caught by the owner, it didn't count. That was good to know. "Sorry I really should leave before Stephanie gets back, don't want to get caught twice." She made to leave, teetering on her ballet boots.

"Don't worry." Jenny said, coming over to help her. "You have lots of time. Stephanie has been trying to give me space, I don't think she'll be here for a while. Here take my arm, let me help you back to your room."

"Thank you. I don't know if I'll ever get used to these boots."

"Ya I know what you mean. I don't think I'll ever get used to these things." She said, gesturing at her boobs which were still bouncing. They walked slowly in silence for a while, with Alexandra holding onto Jenny for support. Eventually Jenny broke the silence. "So what's the story with you and Eric anyway? You and Eric were friends in law school? At least you have some more recent history. I haven't seen him since middle school."

"Well we were friends, really good friends. He wanted more, but I couldn't give it to him, so I left." Alexandra replied.

"Couldn't because you didn't feel the same way?"

"Well, I don't know. It's complicated. I did have real feelings for him, but I thought, if I do this I'm going to hurt him. So I didn't, and I gave him the freedom to find someone else."

"Really? Sorry, but that sounds like a cop out. I don't really know you, but I know a lame excuse when I hear one."

"Fine, it is. I guess it's like my transformation said, I tend to run away when faced with difficult decisions."

"Don't worry, I get it. We've all avoided something by running away. Look, you don't have to tell me why you had to run away but you might want to think about your date this week. I have a feeling he isn't going to feel the same way."

"I know, I will think about it." They fell back into silence for a minute. "Oh by the way do you know what you are doing? Must be hard for a lesbian to plan a date with a man. And maybe you could do me a favour?"

"Uh ya. I don't really have anything planned. I'm just going to show up and we can hang, catch up. Oh and I'm not a lesbian, I've dated men, women, anyone really. I'd call myself pansexual if I had to put a label on it. And what's the favour?"

"I used the last of my BP to find out where the key to these boots is. They would only tell me it's in the Master's suite. Do you think you could keep an eye out? Eric can't actually help me find it, or it isn't stealing. But Isla said nothing about getting help from others."

Alexandra 100BP -> 0 BP

"Sure. I'll let you know what I find. Well here you are, Fort Knox." They were outside her room. Alexandra hobbled over to the panel and unlocked the door. Jenny watched her enter but then followed her in "Say, what are you doing today? Do you want some company?"

Jenny stood in front of the elevator. She was a bit nervous, she hadn't really thought of anything to do with Eric. In her mind they would either mesh together like that did 20 years ago and it would be great, or they were too different and would never get there.

She'd tried to keep her outfit low effort too. Just a cozy sweater and jeans. Of course her giant breasts made the sweater tight across her chest, but at least her new bra kept the motion somewhat under control.

Stepping off the elevator into the Master suite she was greeted by Three.

"Hello Ms. Mason. Your breasts look wonderful this evening. Please follow me."

What an odd duck, thought Jenny, but she followed her anyway. Three led Jenny into the lounge, where Eric was sitting reading a novel.

"Master, Ms. Mason has arrived." Three announced.

Eric looked up from his book. "Oh I didn't hear you come in." He put the book down and stood up. "Jenny, wow. I can't believe you are here. I'm so sorry you got dragged into this mess, but I did always regret losing touch with you. So, what's your plan for tonight?" He asked.

"No plan." Jenny replied. "Thought we could just hang out, catch up."

"Ok, great idea. Are you hungry? Three can get us anything. Except Hawaiian pizza. I know you used to like that, but I've told her that putting pineapple on pizza is actually a criminal offense. I should know I am a lawyer after all." Eric grinned.

"I'll take my chances with the pizza police. Of course I still eat that, why would I ever give up Canada's greatest contribution to the culinary world?"

Eric shook his head. "Three, could you bring us a pepperoni and a Hawaiian pizza please?" Eric asked her. She nodded and left.

"While we wait, how about a tour?" Jenny asked. So Eric took her around and showed her the vast Master Suite. When they got to the walk-in closet Jenny spotted something.

"What's that? A safe? Why do you need a safe when we can't even enter without your permission?"

"Ya. I don't know what's in it, I don't have the key. This suite has so much I don't need I haven't really thought anything of it."

Eventually they wound up in the movie theater. "Wow this is awesome." Jenny said. "What movies are playing?" She asked.

"All of them. As far as I know, every movie ever made. You want to watch something while we eat?"

And so they watched Jenny's favourite movie of all time, Gattaca. They didn't talk much during the movie, but it was enough for Jenny. By the time the end credits rolled she had her answer, they could definitely be best friends again after all this time. They had fallen back into that familiar pattern immediately, like they had never stopped.

"You know Eric, this was really fun. I was worried that we had drifted too far apart to be friends again, but I was definitely wrong. Still, there is one more thing we have to do before I can truly say we are best friends again." She gave him a serious look.

"Sure, anything. What do you need?" He asked.

"To crush you in melee. This place must have a GameCube."

"Oh you're on." Eric grinned.

Later after Jenny's Samus had KO'd Eric's Link for the last time, they finally put down the controllers.

"How are you still so good at that?" Eric asked.

"It isn't really a question of my skill as much as you've always sucked at smash." Jenny giggled in reply. "Anyway I'm all gamed out for now. So what are you going to do with all your BP anyway? I've already spent most of mine on bras, but I figure you can't just buy clothes."

"No, I can't spend any money on clothes. If I want something else it's totally free. And I can ask for clothes for you girls to wear in the suite, like pajamas, but you can't take them out of here. I already sent some gift baskets, but I didn't get to pick what was in them, and I can't buy any more. I also bought a slot machine for the great hall, there was already a casino on board, but it got rid of some more BP."

"Oh ya, I figured you didn't send us 47 dildos. And ya we all saw the slot machine. Marcos even used it."

"Really? That's what was in yours?" Eric wondered if the others knew he didn't get to pick the items, or maybe everyone thought he was a perv now.

"Ya that plus a dozen boxes of pocky."

"Wow. Well at least it doesn't hurt anybody. Some of these are awful. I couldn't do that to one of you. Here, have a look." He said, he retrieved the tablet and handed it to her.

"You're not kidding. Straight up elimination? Hmm, maybe we can turn Stephanie into a cow or something, just temporarily of course." Jenny only half joked.

"Ya, actually. You know it's been bugging me. I mean, how did you meet Stephanie? Like my girlfriend cheating is one thing, but with my childhood friend that I haven't seen in decades? It's just weird." As Eric spoke Jenny froze. Of course, it was a set up even then she thought.

"I met her at an after party. I didn't want to go, but my agent Lance insisted it would be a good networking opportunity. That was also the first time I met Isla. She was at the shoot. She saw the way Lance talked to me. She told me he was right, but for the wrong reasons. She's the one who convinced me to go. She tried to get me to drop Lance then and hire her, but it took a few more meetings before she'd convinced me. But she had been right about the party. I did get another booking because of that party, but that's also where I met Stephanie. Do you think she was trying to set this all up even then? How long has she been messing with us?" Eric was silent, it actually made a lot of sense that Isla was behind it. He didn't want to take any agency away from Stephanie and Jenny, but it made sense as a theory.

"I don't know. The way she talked about time, she could have been planning for a while. Wow. That's a lot to think about." Jenny nodded her head silently. She kept scrolling through the tablet.

"You know what," she said eventually. "It doesn't matter. I still went to talk to her on my own, and still dated her on my own. And she still cheated on her own. Even if Isla helped get us in the same room, the rest is still on us."

"Ya, I see what you mean."

Jenny was still looking at the tablet. "Here, give this to Stephanie. It's minor and funny and she deserves worse. Oh and you can give this one to me. I can take it."

Like totally words n stuff - Target will find themselves speaking like a bimbo. No actual loss of intelligence. 100BP/week

Speaking in ta-ta's - Target will be unable to refer to breasts using the same words twice. Will bring up their breasts in conversation more frequently than usual. 100BP/week

"You sure?" Eric asks.

"Yes, let's do it. Just one week though." Eric takes the tablet back and selects it.

Eric 4000BP -> 3800 BP

"Ok I don't feel any different. Let's try it. Boobs. Jugs. Okay there it is, I can't say tits anymore. Right, of course it's different again. See no big deal. And Stephanie is going to be fine too." She smiled at him and then looked back at the tablet.

"Wow some of these are pretty bad, even the temporary ones. Dance anytime music is playing? Ya I'm sure Isla wouldn't blast music 24/7 if I got that. Hmm, what about this? It's going to take you forever to use these points nickel and dining it. This uses 1000, and it's not that bad."

Panty Raid - Steal all underwear on the ship - 1000 BP

"Really, that isn't that bad?" Eric asked skeptically.

"Ya. We can deal. Do it."

"If you say so." He clicked and instantly Jenny shrieked.

Eric 3800 BP -> 2800

"Oh no. My bra disappeared too. My melons are going to be bouncing all over the place again. Oh no, I thought it was just going to be panties. The others are going to hate me." Jenny said, grabbing her boobs.

"Don't worry they are going to blame me. It was my BP after all."

"No that's not fair. It was my idea. I'm going to tell them the truth. Wait, it said steal. Let me check something." She got up and ran to the walk in closet, clutching onto her bouncing breasts.

She was right, inside the closet was a huge pile of bras and panties. She dug through until she found her own and put them back on. She found the rest of her underwear and brought them to the bedroom so remembered to take them with her. She returned to the theater to let Eric know.

"It's all in your closet. I got my stuff back." She smiled. "Now the night is still young, want to watch another movie?"

Two hours later the credits rolled and Eric looked over at Jenny. She was sound asleep in her chair. He wasn't sure if he would be able to lift her without waking her so he went and found Three. Together they carried her to bed and tucked her in.

Eric motioned for Three to follow him out of the bedroom.

"Thanks Three. I hope you didn't lose your underwear too, it did say all. Sorry about that."

"It is not a problem Master. It was very exciting for you to steal my panties. I saw that Ms. Mason stole hers back from you, so I threw the rest out to prevent more thefts." Three said gleefully.

"You did what? Threw them out where?" Eric asked.

"Oh, I put them all overboard. Didn't want to chance anyone finding them. You are welcome Master. Can I get you anything else? A nightcap perhaps? I could join you if you want the company since Ms. Mason isn't available."

Eric sighed. He couldn't tell if Three genuinely thought she was helping or not. She always seemed very innocent, yet things like this kept happening.

"No, thank you Three. I should get to bed too. Goodnight."

Three watched as Eric went to bed. She was disappointed he had not taken her up on her offer. She would just have to keep trying. She went to the spare room she had converted into her newsroom.Time for some more hard hitting investigative journalism!