A whole new Isla

Round 3 - Monday - Day of Yaz's date

Yaz was drenched in sweat. She'd relied on her new young body to keep up with Eric, but he was much better than her. She'd spent the whole time running back and forth just trying to return anything and never really got a good hit in.

"Ok, mercy." She called to him. "I won't doubt your skills again. Whew. I'm beat."

"Don't sell yourself short Yaz, you were really good out there. I've been playing tennis regularly for a while, you did a great job keeping up."

"Well now I'm barely doing a good job standing up. Feel like a soak? There is a hot tub near the locker rooms."

A few minutes later they met at the tub. Yaz moaned as she eased her sore body into the warm water. She'd not bothered to get changed, she'd gone in nude.

Eric had intended to wear swim shorts, but following her lead he removed them and got in naked as well.

Yaz winked at him, "Don't think I'm that easy. I just wanted a good soak."

The truth was she was thinking about seducing him into sleeping with her. She was conflicted though. She did want to get the VP, and she did enjoy sex and wanted to do it with him. Except she also wanted to try earning his respect. She had to start thinking about how she fit into his Harem. If she wasn't careful the audience would keep pushing her into a full time bimbo.

She wanted more for herself, which means she wanted more with Eric, and that meant taking things slow.

They talked as they soaked in the tub. Yaz managed to resist sliding over and grabbing his cock. Eric managed to look without succumbing to his own desires.

Well rested from the hot tub, Yaz started to get hungry. She suggested they go get dressed to meet for lunch in the suite, she'd cook for them.

Yaz made a simple stir fried rice dish and they decided to eat on the balcony.

"You know, if we weren't on this fucked up show, this would be a pretty sweet cruise. I mean look at this view. Way up here, nothing but blue skies and rolling waves. An entire cruise ship to ourselves. It's almost perfect." Yaz said.

"Ya. I never wanted to go on a cruise, but this is pretty nice right now."

"So after lunch I was thinking we could watch a movie, just relax for a bit. What do you think?"

"Sure what did you have in mind? Not a Disney movie?" Eric teased.

"You mean there's other kinds?" Yaz laughed. They headed to the theater to pick holding hands the whole way. - - - - - -

"Alright dear sister. Time to see what the audience has in store. The #1 choice was roommate rivalry with 25% of the vote total."

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

"Tonight you'll be with Valerie. Might as well let her pick right away. Go ahead dear, what do you want to unload on Isla?"

Valerie didn't hesitate, "Top of the heap."

Top of the heap - Valerie wants to be Eric's #1 girl. The more VP she has over another player, the more they will want to obey her. On the other hand, if another player has more VPs than Valerie she will feel a compulsion to obey them. (Harem Queen)

Ciela smiled, "Great choice. Since Isla has zero VP, that means she'll feel a compulsion from every other contestant. Have fun with that sis. Next up is bovine beauty, with 22% share. I should mention that the Master can also help you find relief, in case your new sisters want to see you suffer a little too much."

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.

"Finally we come to the last transformation. You are used to looking down on these humans, well that's about to change." Ciela asked her sister with a grin.

"Oh no." Isla shrieked as she rapidly shrunk down. Her skirt fell to the ground and her blouse reached past her knees. Her breasts hadn't changed and looked huge on her frame, and her ass had ballooned out.

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

"There, that does it for now. I've decided to let you keep your current roommates and I've made up new rooms for all of you. The clothes you had in Isla's silly simulation of Toronto are gone, but I filled your wardrobes with some suitable clothes.

Take the rest of the day for yourself, but I expect to see everyone here at breakfast at 8am. Don't make me drag you out of bed.

Isla's little golems will show you all to your bedrooms. You too sister, play nice." Ciela gave everyone a benevolent smile, and then in a flash a light she was gone.

As soon as Ciela was gone Valerie walked over to Isla. "Kneel." She said looming over her.

Isla felt as if a great weight was pushing her down. She fell to her knees. This was a nightmare. She was supposed to be the host, this was her big break. So many years living in the shadow of her sister, she was finally going to show everyone that she was just as capable.

That was all lost now. Even if she managed to get her show back, it was tainted. Nobody would ever think she was her sister's equal.

She almost couldn't take the humiliation. Here she was, a harem Hotel host, on her knees in front of humans, completely at their mercy.

"Take off your clothes. Throw them away." Valerie said.

Isla didn't even bother to fight, she did as she was told.

Jenny got in on it too, "You like bouncing tits so much, show us then, shake your breasts."

Isla sighed as she was **** to shake back and forth.

Beatriz chimed in, "Now masturbate for us."

This order Isla tried to resist, but if Valerie's orders had felt strong, Beatriz' were irresistible. To her great shame she started to rub her clit and felt the heat rising in her chest.

To everyone's surprise it was Mali who intervened. "Stop this. Fuck, are we really just as bad as she is? Isla please stop that, do whatever you want."

Valerie seemed like she was going to protest, but eventually nodded. "Ok. Isla you can grab your clothes if you want, but come with me and we'll try to find some clothes that fit in our room."

Isla wasn't sure if Valerie was just trying to mess with her alone, but decided she might as well go with her. She couldn't wait until tomorrow when she'd get a new roommate.- - - - - -

Beatriz felt a little ashamed that Mali had called her out. It turns out not worrying about future consequences didn't mean you couldn't regret past actions. She'd wanted to watch Isla humiliate herself, and masturbation was sexual, so she hadn't worried about it. Except having Mali, the most immature of them all, stop it made her feel icky. Whatever else Isla was, she was still a person.

Although part of her felt it wasn't her transformation at all. Valerie had started it. The peer pressure to pile on was already there. If Mali, or someone else, hadn't intervened, the group probably would have gone either farther.

She looked over at Mali, talking with Marcos. Maybe she'd misjudged her. It was difficult to reconcile the fake memories of chatting with a girl online on the other side of the world and her actual experiences with her. Online Mali had been a totally different person. Maybe that was on purpose. She was young, still figuring things out. Her online persona was a front, trying to be someone else.

She looked at Marcos too. She felt like she'd been neglecting him. She was making new friends but hadn't spent a lot of quality time with him recently. Mali was part of the issue. Hard to be intimate with your boyfriend when he is chained to another woman, a straight woman at that.

Still, she really wanted to fuck him. Thanks to her new transformation she wasn't afraid of asking. Mali might get uncomfortable and say no, but who cares. - - - - - -

Jenny was exhausted from the drama. She just wanted to chill, but decided to accompany Sarah to their new room first. She wasn't sure what to expect from Ciela, but was pleasantly surprised to find a very normal looking room.

Sure, all the clothes provided for her were on the racy side, but after her first room filled with sex toys it was pretty nice. Ciela had even provided her a switch and a tv, no more hiding out in the rec room for her.

Sarah seemed pretty happy too. She'd been given a nice gothic wardrobe and a fancy chess board. Not that she'd ever convince Jenny to play with her.

Sarah sat down on the couch with Jenny and snuggled into her as Jenny loaded her old Animal Crossing file. They spent the whole evening like that, just enjoying each other's company.- - - - - -

Alexandra wasn't surprised to find her wardrobe empty. Why should Ciela be any different? At least she'd discovered her closet was full of heels, all tall enough for her to wear. Even a selection of ballet boots, where her transformation was inevitably leading her.

She was looking forward to Beatriz's date. She was definitely giving Isla that transformation. It would be weird to spend time with Isla though. They didn't really know anything about her. She was just something that happened to them.

She laid down on the bed, wondering what she should do with her time. Recently she'd felt that nothing really made her happy except touching Eric. It wasn't just her transformation, she was just in a funk. She'd enjoyed getting to know Beatriz better, but felt more like an observer than a participant.

Just then there was a knock at the door and it opened to reveal Trinity. "Hi, looks like Beatriz is busy with my roommate, thought maybe you'd like to hang out."

Alexandra sat up. "Ya sure. You didn't want to join them?"

"Well I wouldn't mind joining in, but something about how Beatriz said she was going to 'ream his virgin pussy' made me feel like they required some alone time. Poor Mali just put on headphones and sat beside the bed as far as her chain would allow."

"Ya, that's gotta be rough. They can't even really be alone together anymore."

"Yeah, I guess in a way none of us can be. Not that I ever knew normal relationships, I'm fine with sharing, but it must be hard for everyone else. Except maybe you, you must be used to it with your job."

"Hey, I still have monogamous relationships! I wasn't sleeping around, I was just doing a job." Alexandra said huffing. She was used to people judging her for her occupation.

"No, please, I didn't mean any offense. I am sorry if I hurt you."

"Oh. It's ok, I guess I am just a little defensive. I enjoyed being an escort, but I resented the label prostitute because I wasn't just trying to offer sex, but real companionship. Real connections."

"I think I understand. I can see the appeal. Actually it is too bad you have that transformation, you are one that I was most looking forward to being fuck buddies with." Trinity gave her a sly smile. "but I did think of a way around it." She reached into her purse and pulled out the phaser. "I figured if my 'fucking panties ' worked on you, so would this."

Without waiting for a response Trinity aimed the phaser and shot Alexandra. Alexandra moaned as she instantly came. "Wow, what the fuck?" Alexandra said, not really upset. "That's such a weird feeling, to orgasm without any preamble."

"Oh, you want preamble?" Trinity switched the gun mode and shot her again, and again.

Alexandra felt the heat wash over her and instinctively tried to rub herself even if it had no effect. Just as she recovered Trinity hit her with another orgasm.

Once she'd recovered she looked over at Trinity, "Oh my god, you're going to get it." She leaped up and pounced on Trinity and stole the gun. Still straddling her she shot her with an orgasm. She tried to double down but the gun was out of charge.

Trinity smiled up at her, "Well that was fun, what should we do now?"- - - - - -

Valerie was deep in thought as they walked to their room. As much as she wanted to punish Isla, she had to control herself. It would do her no good to temporarily feel better by hurting Isla if it ended up reflecting badly on her.

Once they got to the room they found a full wardrobe for herself and Yaz, and a rolling suitcase with suitable clothes for Isla.

"Before you get dressed, if you want to get some VP I would let you eat me out." Valerie told her.

"What? I don't need VP, this is only temporary. Besides, I know you are straight, why do you even want that?" Isla asked her.

"My cheerleader transformation, you are now the lowest. I need to help you." Valerie explained.

"Pah. That's hogwash and you know it. Did you forget I gave you that transformation? It was a reward, not a punishment. The boost to your desire to help is a very small one. The rest is all you. Maybe you like having other women eat you out more than you care to admit?"

Valerie went red. Isla was just messing with her right? It had to be the transformation right, why else was she so keen on having Trinity, and now Isla, go down on her?

"No. How dare you. I was just trying to be nice. If that's how you want to play, take off that blouse. You look ridiculous. You can spend the night naked."

"Sure, 'Mistress'." Isla said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Prove you aren't gay by making me spend the night naked." She shrugged off the ill-fitting blouse and stood naked in front of Valerie.

"Uh. No. I mean. Fuck. Put something on. I don't care. I'm going for a walk." Valerie slammed the door as she left. Even as another contestant she couldn't stand Isla. How could she still get on her nerves even when Valerie had all the power?- - - - - -

When the movie was finished Yaz had gone to the kitchen to make them some dinner. They ate on the balcony again, watching the sunset.

Eric was happy. He'd had a great date with Yaz. She probably wasn't someone he would have chosen to spend the rest of his life with, but he now thought they had a chance to be happy together. There was still work to do, but it was possible.

Yaz was happy too. She realized she'd been playing the game wrong. She had to stop treating Eric like a pawn and start trying to build trust with him. This date had gone perfectly. She'd never be his ideal woman, but she didn't have to be. She'd gone in imaging herself as his Queen, ruling over the others, but now she'd accepted that would never be her role.

She was still trying to figure out what that role could be, what she wanted it to be. Probably most importantly, what Eric wanted it to be.

As they finished dinner Yaz had thought about trying to bring him to bed, but decided to invite him to play a game of Scrabble with her. It had been a favourite of hers, back when she actually played games. Yazmin probably would have crushed him, but Yaz was clearly outmatched. Still, they both enjoyed the game and went to bed satisfied with their date.

As they drifted off to sleep Ciela watched from the Captain's Quarters. She turned off the feed and made a glass of wine materialize in her hand. She took a sip and savoured it. 200 years in the front office was too long, she thought, it felt good to be back as a host. She thought about her poor sister, always trying so hard but just never good enough. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad for both of us if she failed to get her show back…maybe she could make that happen.