Puttin on the Ritz

Round 3 - Saturday - No Date

Jenny saw no reason to wait around. She grabbed Sarah's hand and pulled her along. They'd each received their purse and cell phones already.

Luckily there was a taxi waiting outside. Without waiting for any of the others Jenny pulled Sarah along and got into the taxi. "The Ritz please." She told the driver. She didn't really think about the fact that she had no BP to spend, and settled in for the short drive. Sarah, of course, said nothing.

When they arrived the driver gave them a total and Jenny grabbed her new credit card and went to hand it over. Before she could Sarah grabbed her arm and shook her head. Sarah handed her own card instead.

Sarah 4000 BP - 3900

"Oh right. I'm broke. Thanks Sarah. Come on, let's go check in."

Entering the hotel they saw a lavish space with a very modern feel. Jenny made her way to the reception counter to check in.

"Hi there. Checking in. Jenny Mason and Sarah Liu." Jenny said.

The employee smiled back, "Of course. Welcome to the Ritz-Carlton Toronto. Let me just look up your reservation." As the employee typed away Jenny felt Sarah put her hand on her tits. Sarah was gently fondling her.

"Sarah what the heck?" Jenny cried out. Sarah didn't stop of course.

"Excuse me miss, please don't cause such a commotion. Especially over something as silly as your friend touching your wonderful bouncing tits." The employee admonished her. "Now then I've got you two all checked in. It looks like you took advantage of our services and had your bags already delivered. Here, room 1128. Take a left when you exit the elevator. Have a pleasant stay."

When they got up to their room they were almost surprised to see it was just an ordinary hotel room. It even had a King sized bed.

Jenny immediately launched herself onto the bed. "Wow this is great." She said, "what do you want to do?"

Sarah cautiously approached the bed. She was nervous Jenny would reject her, but then she remembered Jenny's latest transformation. "Well I actually really want to taste you. It's my latest transformation, I've been wondering what you taste like since we left the boat."

"Oh like sure. Even though I can't return the favour? Eric isn't here to give you permission."

"Yes. Don't worry about that." Sarah got on the bed herself. She pushed Jenny's dress up above her waist exposing her bare pussy. She pushed Jenny's legs apart as she dove in for a taste.

It was exquisite. Like when she'd tasted Eric, she couldn't get enough. She had always enjoyed performing oral but this was something else. She just needed to taste more of her, to have her fluids coat her face. She licked and lapped and had Jenny moaning louder and louder.

Jenny came, but that didn't stop Sarah she kept going, pushing through orgasm after orgasm. Jenny was getting louder and louder but neither worried too much about their neighbours.

Finally Jenny could take no more and pushed Sarah away. "that's enough, please stop. Oh my god I can't take any more."

Sarah was disappointed but sat up. Her face was slick from her efforts but she made no effort to clean up. She grinned at Jenny and then went to lie down in bed beside here.

After Jenny caught her breathe she looked over at Sarah, "That was amazing. I think I need to go soak in the tub for a bit, relax and wash off. You ok?"

Sarah smiled back, "Yes. Go Ahead. I'm going to relax here for a bit, savour your scent. Thanks for helping me out Jenny."

Ate her out +4 VP

Ate her out +4 VP (-1 for repeat performance)

Ate her out +4 VP (-2 for repeat performance)

Ate her out +4 VP (-3 for repeat performance)

_Ate her out +4 VP (-4 for repeat performance)- - - - - -

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Yaz didn't feel like waiting around for anyone. She left on the heels of Sarah and Jenny and got into a cab solo. "The Ritz." She told the driver getting in the car.

As the cab left the port and made its way into the city Yaz stared out the window. She was lost in thought, contemplating how to deal with her 'brain pop'. She'd always been smart, smarter than everyone around her. She used her intelligence to manipulate others and get what she wanted. What would happen when she was a bimbo? How would others take advantage of her?

She was so lost in thought it took her a moment to realize the cab was going the wrong way. "Excuse me, this isn't the way to the hotel." She called to the driver.

"I know." The driver said was a grin. Then she saw him place a gas mask over his face and heard a hissing sound. She tried to open her door but it was locked, and the window wouldn't budge. She slumped against the window as she lost consciousness.

When Yaz woke she was disoriented. She tried to sit up by had a hard time moving. Eventually she realized her arms were trapped behind her. She rolled onto her belly and then got up into her knees. She was in an alley somewhere, and she was alone.

Struggling to her feet she walked to the road. She recognized the ROM nearby. She was still in Toronto, but nowhere near the hotel. Her arms were trapped behind her in some kind of leather sleeve which crisscrossed across her chest.

Stumbling out of the alley she came across a couple out for a walk. "Excuse me, can you help me?" She called to them.

The couple looked at her, the man spoke, "Sorry I'm not your Prince Charming. Best of luck to you." They kept walking past her, totally ignoring her plight.

What? Who would just walk past a woman in bondage downtown? She kept walking and saw a group of teens hanging out on the sidewalk. "Can any of you help me?" She asked.

One girl looked her up and down, "No. What are we supposed to do? We aren't your Master."

Oh no, Yaz thought. Of course it was her transformation. Only Eric could release her. "Well maybe you could call me a cab?" Yaz asked.

Another teen answered this time, "Nah, keep walking. We told you already we ain't helping."

And so it went, everyone she asked refused to help. It took her almost an hour to walk to the hotel. At least there she got some help, the receptionist offered to walk her to the room to open the door for her.

Valerie wasn't here yet. Exhausted from her ordeal Yaz laid down on the bed and closed her eyes.

"So what's your plan for your date tomorrow?" Valerie asked Trinity.

"I don't know. I want to talk to him about what happened during Stephanie's date." Trinity replied.

"Well sure ya, but then what? You are going to suck his dick? I can give you some pointers if you like." Valerie was agitated. She didn't like feeling this way, like she wanted Trinity to do better. She did have a lot of VP over Trinity, she thought about ordering her to do things, but she didn't know how long that would last.

They were currently walking towards the hotel. Marcos and Mali were trailing behind, awkwardly walking side by side as their chain allowed.

Valerie had suggested taking a cab, but she had no BP to pay for it. Again she thought about forcing the issue using her Harem Queen trait, but decided to hold off. No need to piss everyone off quite yet.

"Ok, well what about this transformation you have to give yourself? You should suggest something that will help you get VP. Like make yourself a nymphomaniac or give yourself a cum addiction."

"Hey Valerie, cut it out. You're going to make her need to obey you with your transformation. Let her decide on her own." Marcos chimed in.

Valerie turned around and glared at him. "Pinch your nipples. Hard."

Marcos felt the compulsion to do as she asked. He tried to resist but eventually gave in as squeezed his nipples until he squealed. "Ow. Fuck that was uncalled for." Marcos said.

"Ha, that was pretty funny." Mali said.

"Really? Pinch your nipples too Mali."

"Fuck." She said as she also obeyed Valerie.

"Ok. I'm sorry. You are right I won't tell Trinity what transformation to suggest. I just want to make sure she isn't eliminated."

The foursome finally made it out of the port area, which was pretty industrial and sparsely populated, and into the distillery district. Now the streets had a lot more people and they were getting quite a bit of attention. With two identical girls chained together, a bombshell in a skimpy cheerleader outfit and a blue skinned girl in a Playboy Bunny costume the attention was mostly male and definitely unwanted.

"Hey baby nice tits." A man called out.

"Sweet costume, did I miss Halloween?" Another said to Trinity.

Trinity found herself **** to reply, "Thank you. I love to show off my body, I'm such a slut."

"Wow. Want to come back to my place?" The man asked boldly.

"No thank you." Trinity was trying to be polite.

"Fuck, such a tease." The man said.

The comments kept coming as they walked, mostly direct at Trinity, but the others got their fair share too.

It didn't help when Valerie tripped and ripped her top. She had to walk with her arms across her chest trying to hold it together.

Eventually though they reached the hotel. The receptionist wasn't as kind to them as they'd been to Jenny.

"I'm sorry, this is not a brothel. Please leave." They were told.

"No, we actually have a reservation. I'm Trinity, no last name."

"Trinity, huh. Ok ya I found it here. That's odd, oh well. Why are you dressed like that, and why are you blue?"

"I'm dressed like this because I love showing off my titties. Can we have the room key now?" Trinity answered, ignoring the blue question.

"Fine, whatever. Here. You three are in room 1130. The cheerleader is in 1101, enjoy your stay." They took their keys and headed to their rooms.

Valerie found Yaz asleep. She was still dressed, wearing an armbinder, and on top of the covers. She decided to just ignore her and went to get ready for bed herself.

Trinity, Marcos and Mali found their room was quite nice, with a large bed that would fit all three of them.

"Seriously though Trinity, what are you going to do for your voluntary transformation?" Marcos asked when they were inside.

"Oh I don't know. I'll have to sleep on it. The note in my purse said I have until 8am tomorrow to decide. I should get to bed so I have enough time in the morning, I might actually need to sleep like you humans now. Wait, it's getting pretty late. Did you two stream today?"

Marcos and Mali looked at each other. "Oh shit." There was no computer in the room, and their new cell phones didn't seem to connect to the internet.

They headed to the business center and found a computer with a camera, except it had no games to play, and they couldn't exactly do sexual things in public.

"What are we going to do?" Mali asked Marcos?

"I don't know. Fuck. Ok, what if we made a stream and just got suggestions for a future show? Maybe we get enough participation from that?"

"No way. It probably won't work and then we'll still be beholden to do whatever crazy shit they suggest. Let's just take the punishment."

"Ok. I think we should still log in and just do a quick show. I think we'll get a worse punishment if we don't even try."

So they logged into the stream and tried discussing their challenge and transformation. It wasn't a very popular show and they didn't hit their target.

Failed to reach target. Collecting audience ideas…….voting begin….voting concluded. Punishment selected

Hyperinflation - Marcos lived through hyperinflation in Peru in the 80s, now Mali gets to experience it as their latest transformation upgrades to 1 cup size every 4 hours. Last until next successful stream.

"Fuck. Ok well we need to get our hands on a computer where we can actually stream from. It's late, let's just head to bed and we can plan out how to fix this tomorrow." Marcos suggested. Mali agreed and they went back to their room to plan.

Beatriz and Alexandra were the last to leave the boat. Alexandra was still struggling with her fucking panties and Beatriz had decided to keep her new roommates company.

Finally after Alexandra's fourth orgasm the panties stopped. Exhausted Alexandra was able to slip the panties off. "Wow. I really need to be more careful. That was pretty intense."

"Ya. Sorry you had to go through that. Look, I've been thinking of some rules to try. I could try to just cancel it, or replace it with something benign." Beatriz had her new phone open to Alexandra's app.

"Ya. Maybe try to cancel it." Alexandra suggested.

Beatriz typed in, 'Alexandra may steal.' But the phone buzzed and a pop up said invalid law.

"Ok. What about Alexandra may not eat sardines?"

"Ha. Sure. I hate those anyway."

Beatriz entered that and the app accepted it. "Ok it says voting is in progress. Oh done already. Fuck, it failed. I'm locked out for 24 hours."

"Thanks for trying. I wonder why they voted against that? Seems a bit mean. Well we should make our way to the hotel."

They went outside but there were no cabs waiting at the port terminal. "Should we call a cab?" Alexandra asked.

"Nah, let's walk. It's a beautiful evening." Besides, thought Beatriz, what's the worst that could happen?

They began the long walk. Alexandra was used to her tall heels, but it was still tiring to walk too far in them. She wasn't really paying attention when Beatriz grabbed her arm, "Is that really a store selling pot?" She asked, pointing.

"Oh ya. There are a ton of them around here." Alexandra answered.

"I've always wanted to try it. Come on." Without waiting for an answer Beatriz headed inside.

Beatriz didn't know much about the ****, but found the staff quite helpful. Soon she had a collection of edibles to try. She decided that would be easier than trying to smoke it.

She didn't bother checking the exchange rate of BP to CAD and put the purchase on her credit card.

Beatriz 3600 BP -> 2600

Satisfied with her purchase the two made their way to the hotel.

They were greeted warmly by the receptionist and given a key to their room.

As she'd suspected Alexandra found her dresser was empty, but Beatriz' was full of new clothes. Of course she couldn't steal any even if she could get Beatriz out of the room.

Beatriz wanted to try the pot right away. Alexandra was ****, it wasn't that she'd never done it, she just wasn't really in the mood. Beatriz wore her down though and soon they were watching a movie waiting for the gummies to kick in.

As the movie went on the girls found it funnier and funnier. Soon they were laughing for no reason at all.

"Oh my god. You can't steal and only have one dress. And we're in downtown Toronto. You should just declare yourself a nudist already." Beatriz said. "You are totally hot. Nobody would mind."

"Ah fuck you." Alexandra said jokingly. "Says the woman incapable of worrying about consequences."

Beatriz laughed. "You are totally right. We should do something crazy. Oh. What if I stole clothes for you? We could just like be ninjas and steal from some store."

"No you goof. You'd definitely get caught. Oooh. I know. Let's prank someone. Ya. Sarah for making that stupid rule."

So that's how the two girls found themselves giggling outside Sarah's room. They knocked and then ran away. Sarah came and opened the door but saw nobody there. She couldn't call out so she just closed the door and went back inside.

Alexandra knocked again but tripped when she tried to run away. Sarah came out and saw her lying on the floor. She went to help her up.

"Haha wow sorry Sarah. I'm such a Klutz right now." Alexandra said as Sarah helped her.

"Uh what's going on. Are you ok?" Sarah asked.

"Oh ya. Like everything is good. Sooooo good. Except that I'm going to be a nudist thanks to your stupid rule."

"Look, I'm sorry. Isla **** me to say something and it was the first thing that popped into my head."

"It's ok. I'll be fine. Beatriz is going to try helping me…."

Just then Beatriz came running out of Sarah's room, holding a huge pile of clothes. "Run Alexandra, I got them."

Beatriz didn't make it far before she fell flat on her face. Sarah walked over to her and looked down at her. Beatriz thought it was hilarious and couldn't stop laughing. "Sorry Sarah." She said.

Sarah looked at her closely, "Oh, you two are high aren't you? Can I have my clothes back now?"

Alexandra and Beatriz helped Sarah get here clothes back into her room. Then Beatriz sniffed the air, "Sarah, why do you smell like pussy?"

Eric opened his eyes. He was standing in an elevator that was currently going up. He saw it was going to the top floor.

The doors opened and he stepped out into a beautiful condo. It was massive and had an ultra modern design. This wasn't a hotel room, it has a very lived in feel. Walking in he saw his own diplomas and awards framed and hanging on the walls. Photos of himself and friends and family.

Moving into the living room he caught the smell of something cooking. He went towards the kitchen and saw Stephanie standing over the stove. She was wearing a rubber apron, and her panties of course, and nothing else. She noticed him come in and she waved to him. He couldn't see her mouth, but she appeared to be smiling from her eyes.

"Stephanie…I'm so sorry…" Eric began, but Stephanie shook her head and held a finger over her mouth in a 'shh' manner. She looked down at her meal and nodded and got a plate and scooped some on. She directed Eric to the dining room and put the plate down in front of him.

Eric looked at the food, it looked delicious, but his guilt was ruining his appetite. He'd been angry with her, but never wanted her to suffer.

Stephanie appeared exasperated with him. He gently shoved him down into the chair and made a motion like she was pretending to eat. Finally Eric took a bite.

"This is really good. I didn't know you could cook like this. Look I know you feel you have to serve me now, but I never wanted this for you. Why did you do it? If you'd kept going you might have made it to 100 VP, or even just had a milder exit transformation for making it further."

Stephanie was obviously struggling to find a way to communicate. She shook her head at him. She pointed at herself and gave a thumbs up. She used a finger and drew a smile across her mouth.

"You are happy how things worked out? Really?" Eric asked.

Stephanie nodded emphatically. It didn't make any sense to Eric, although he supposed he never knew her as well as he thought she did. Then Stephanie made a ring with one hand and shoved a finger in and out and in and out with her other hand. Eric practically spat out his food. "Wow, ok. You want me to have sex with the others?"

Stephanie nodded again and gave a thumbs up. Eric considered this must be why Isla said it was more mild. Stephanie wanted tons of sex, and now she'd get to experience it any time he had relations with any of the Harem. She was getting what she wanted, at least partially.

He resolved to try and make the best of it. Stephanie couldn't eat, but she kept him company as he told her about the rest of the transformations. The conversation was quite one sided, but it was good to be able to process things by speaking aloud.

After dinner Stephanie seemed to insist on cleaning up. Eric let her and walked around exploring the condo. It was beautiful and the view was amazing, 52 stories up.

He was pretty tired. Even though the dates had been experienced simultaneously so only 4 hours had passed, he still felt like he'd been awake for days. He found Stephanie cleaning the kitchen and asked her to join him in the bedroom.

She did as he asked immediately, but seemed confused when he wanted her to just lie in bed with him instead of anything sexual. He convinced her though and he took off her apron and they got into bed. She held his arm across her chest as they spooned and drifted off to sleep.