Sibling Rivalry

The woman walked up to Isla and touched her cheek with her hand. Then pulled her in for a big hug. Letting go she waved her hand and suddenly Eric found himself sitting on the throne with all the women in chairs below. The mystery woman and Isla were on either side of him.

"Hello everyone, what a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Ciela and I am going to be your host, at least temporarily.

My dear little sister has broken a rule. Not one from her silly game with you, one that actually matters. She let humans use her powers and threatened the continuation of the show.

But never fear, Ciela is here. I'm going to get this ship back on course. It has been about 200 years since I last hosted one of these, but what do you humans say, it's like riding a bike.

Now then sister, let me ask you, does anyone in the room look happy?"

"No." Isla answered sadly.

"No, that's right. This is a show about giving a man a harem of beautiful women to fulfill his every sexual desire, and even he isn't happy. Now, now, it's ok sis. I'm going to fix everything.

First, Yaz and Eric lost out on their date night, again! So they are going to go for a special 24 hour date in a little pocket universe. They'll rejoin us tomorrow morning." Yaz and Eric both disappeared.

"Next, let's fix all the mess Stephanie made with your powers." Mali's tits matched Marcos' again. Beatriz was normal height and everyone was dry and wearing normal clothing.

"Now I heard quite a few complaints from your guests about their transformations. First up Marcos and Mali. You two seemed awfully worried about some big tits. Maybe you were freaked out by my sister's wording. If you just let them grow, they will stop around Jenny's current size. Huge certainly, but manageable. Now she did promise you BP and VP which she never gave. So here you go."

Marcos and Mali +3000 BP, + 2 VP

"Next we have Beatriz. You think you've been messing up because of your transformation? If it makes you feel better I've decided to tweak it.

Party like it's 1999 - Why worry about getting rejected for asking for what you want? Beatriz will become incapable of worrying about future consequences when it comes to sexual experiences, and just enjoy the moment. (1999)

"There. Now you won't always make rash decisions, just about sex. You've always been forward, but something is still holding you back. Now you have nothing to stop you from getting exactly what you want."

Beatriz was at once relieved and horrified. She didn't want them to mess with her mind at all, but it was better than a blanket change. What exactly did she want sexually that she didn't already have?

"The rest of you, suck it up. Ok a few rule changes. First, the Master's law from his second transformation. I like the panty pass Isla introduced so I'm expanding it to everyone permanently. You can all wear one layer below the waist. Poor Eric was missing out on yoga pants and thongs and bikinis, but no more.

Second, unlike Isla I am not bound by any rules. Fuck with me and I'll make you regret it instantly.

Third, while you still have to spend BP on your date night, I'm opening up all the attractions for free. So relax at the spa, have some cocktails by the pool or whatever else you want to do. All free, except when you bring Eric. Her rule about hiding in the master suite still applies, high effort dates ladies.

Now for my dear sister, you must be wondering about your fate. Well, the producers have decided to give you a second chance, but they want you to learn a little humility. You are going to be temporarily added to the Harem.

That's right, just like these humans. I'm even going to give you three transformations. Then you'll have to spend the night in the bed of whomever has a date with Eric until the challenge.

If you come in last in the best girl poll the producers have decided to cancel you, you know what that means.

If you manage to win over enough of the audience to beat any other girl, you get to host again. If you do better than that I'll consider undoing some of your transformations, and if somehow you come in first I'll undo all of them.

I'll let the audience vote, the top three winners are yours to keep."

Roommate rivalry - Each night Isla will stay with a new contestant. Each girl will pick one of her transformations to give to Isla which she'll keep until the next night

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Say cheese - Isla has always been a fan of exposing the contestants. Now anytime she hears the word cheese she'll stop whatever she is doing to flash her tits for at least 10 seconds

Bovine beauty - Isla loves breast expansion and lactation, so we'll give her both. Her breasts will constantly expand as they fill with milk, and shrink as she releases the milk. She'll be unable to milk herself, needing the assistance of another contestant.

Underwhere? - Isla likes messing with the clothing of the other contestants. Let's mess with hers. She'll be unable to wear anything except lingerie.

Pain is pleasure - Isla will be unable to feel any pain if delivered by others. Instead she will feel pleasure. To prevent injury, her body will become impervious to harm. As a bonus, pleasure from traditional erogenous zones will be extremely diminished.

Shortstack - Isla has always enjoyed being tall. Now she'll shrink to 4'10", even shorter than Marcos and Mali.

"Well dear sister, what do you think?"

"No, you can't. I'm not one of them, you can't do this to me, I'm your sister!" Isla wailed.

"Oh Isla, it's because you're my sister that this is happening. Nobody else would get this opportunity. Suck it up, one week, then you'll be back as host. Just woo the audience a little. You'll even be able to reverse the transformations on your own, eventually. I am much stronger than you after all, but what's a few hundred years as a cow?" Ceila laughed. "Now, audience, do your

thing."

https://strawpoll.com/ajnEO51amZW

Eric woke to the smell of fresh brewed coffee. He got out of bed, he was back in the Master suite on the boat. Wasn't he just in the great hall? What happened?

He followed his nose and found Yaz in the kitchen making waffles. She was wearing one of his dress shirts and nothing else.

"Good morning Eric. Have a seat. I'll bring you your coffee. Waffles are almost done."

Eric sat down and soon was joined by Yaz with two cups of coffee and two plates of waffles. Eric took a sip, "Wow Yaz this is amazing."

"It should be. I know exactly how you like it, remember."

"Right, uh what's going on?"

"That strange new host sent us here. We're on a date for 24 hours. I guess when we wake up tomorrow we'll be back in the real master suite on the boat with the others, but today is just us."

"Right, I guess I was just a bit disoriented. Thanks for the coffee. And these waffles are amazing."

They made small talk as they ate, avoiding any serious topics. As they finished Yaz decided to change that.

"I wanted to see if you would help me test my brain pop. Maybe we can do a test and then see how multiple orgasms affect me?"

"Oh, ya. Of course. What did you have in mind?"

"This." She said putting a Rubik's cube on the table. "You time me solving it. Then you eat me out and I try again. What do you think?"

"Ok. Let's do it." Eric took out his watch and timed Yaz. She solved it in just over two minutes. Then Eric took her hand and let her into the bedroom. She was naked under the dress shirt so he pushed her down and went to work.

He still loved her taste transformation. He liked performing oral because he wanted to be a good lover, and equal partner, but with Yaz the act itself was pleasurable. It didn't take long before she came.

Master ate her out +3 VP (-1 for repeat performance)

"That was awesome. I don't really feel different, hand me the cube."

This time it took her almost 6 minutes to solve. "Ok, that was noticeably slower. I tried using an algorithm to solve multiple pieces at once but I just couldn't focus. I had to use a slower algorithm but it was still pretty easy. You up for another round?" She asked Eric.

As a response he dove between her legs again for another taste. Yaz moaned as he licked her over and over. He was getting better at this, she thought. Her brain pop was pretty bad, but if her taste transformation made her lover this enthusiastic it might be worse a few lost IQ points. Soon she came again.

Master ate her out +3 VP (-2 for repeat performance)

Yaz took a minute to recover then tried again. This time it took long enough that Eric went and got them both more coffee. After 25 minutes she'd finally solved it.

"It was like I knew what to do, but by the time I thought of what move to make next I'd forgotten. I think this is as far as I want to go. I still feel like me, even if I'm not a genius."

"Ok, so it's just after 9. We can give it a few hours and try the cube again?"

"Sure. How about we go for a walk? I'll go get a shower and then we can go." Yaz said.

A short time later they were walking outside on the deck.

"You know, I might be better off as a bimbo."

"What? Don't say that. That's just defeatist. We'll get past this."

"I guess. Maybe not as a bimbo, but maybe I don't deserve genius either. I've always been smart, usually the smartest in the room. I went into law because I wanted to fight the injustice of my home, but I never did. Instead I focused on obtaining power. Maybe I told myself it was eventually to help other Iranians, but I don't think it was.

I used my brain to manipulate others. It's been second nature. Even you. Fuck, I'm so sorry. Even on our date, I'm falling in love with you crap. Don't get me wrong, I like you, but I've been trying to play the game this whole time.

I was afraid if I went all in, trying to get the most points, the others would turn on me. So I've been trying to be smooth about it.

Now, I can't even remember why." She stopped walking to turn and look him in the eye. "I can't even remember why I wanted the wish so badly. I don't know what I want anymore. I'm ok with not being a lawyer. I gave that up even before the transformation, but I also don't want to be your intern or secretary."

"Yaz you don't have to be who they want you to be. You can still be anything you want, well, as long as it's not in law. You said before you wanted the wish to right the wrongs of Iran. You still can."

"I do remember that, but it just doesn't seem real anymore. I don't know how to fix anything there. I would rather try to fix my own life."

"Ok. Well say you do win. You're stuck with the rest of us, but you can do anything else. You could be whoever you want, who is that Yaz?

Yaz paused to think. "I just wanted to find happiness. I thought it was enough to be young again with a younger man to fuck. But that's not actually enough. It's silly, but I've always wanted to be a voice actor. Like in my favourite Disney movies. Not really a practical life goal."

Eric looked at her, "Why not? You have a beautiful voice. That sounds like something you really could do. Even if you don't get the wish, I promise I'll support you trying for that goal."

"Really? Even though I lied to you and tried to manipulate you?"

"Yaz we are going to be together forever. If we can't forgive each other, we're going to be miserable."

"Wow, ya I guess you are right. Still, I want to make it up to you. We have all day together, I'm going to take you on a real date. We can really get to know each other. Not just superficially."

"Superficially? You don't sound much like a bimbo to me?"

"You're right. Let's go get the cube again."

They hurried back to the suite and Eric times her. Just over 3 minutes.

"Ok, wow, that was like an hour? A bit more I guess. So what gives? Why were you so out of it yesterday?" Eric asked.

"Huh. Isla said there was an intelligence floor. What happens if I have an orgasm when I hit the floor? Maybe it increases the duration?"

"Maybe. You know, I don't really want to find out. I like you just the way you are."

"Aw, what a sap. You just don't want to have to reciprocate after I sucked you five times in a row last night." Yaz teased him, sticking out her tongue. "Now then, proper date time. My encyclopedic knowledge of what you like suggests you would be happy to lose to me in a game of tennis. There's a court onboard. Let's go!" She grabbed his hand and took off.