Share the Spirit of the Water And It Will Help You Move

"Shit, I knew I should've bought a new swimsuit when I got here," Abby complained, searching through her drawers for something, anything that could hope to fit her.

Pivoting over her right foot, she saw that Liam was struggling with the same thing. It was becoming abundantly clear to both him and Abby that neither of them had anything that could hope to contain their enhanced proportions.

"Hey, Liam," Abby started, talking as gently as she possibly could. "Do you...do you want to go shopping with me so we can get swimsuits at the store real fast?"

"Not particularly," he replied. "Am I going to have to? Probably."

"Um, well...we should probably go soon if we're going to go at all, because Kendra said to meet her back there in a half hour," Abby tried to continue the line of dialogue to stop him from shutting down.

"Do we have to?" Liam groaned.

"I mean, you're more than welcome to stay in your normal clothes," Abby conceded. "But if this has to do anything with swimming, you're likely going to become the poster child for a wet T-shirt contest."

Liam couldn't argue with that, so he grumbled something incomprehensible, stood up, and joined Abby, who was already about ready to head out the door.

"I'm not particularly thrilled about this either," Abby offered. "But at least it'll hopefully be done now."

"Yeah, but you have more experience with this sort of thing," Liam countered.

"That doesn't mean that I want to show off more of...this," Abby motioned to herself.

"Oh god, do you think that the swimsuits that they're selling here are gonna be all like...slutty?" Liam worried.

"Hopefully not," Abby said. "Not much we can really do about it. I suppose we could ask someone else here if we could borrow some of theirs if so, maybe Kathryn has some that would be the right size...ish? Hers might fit you if worst comes to worse, but I might be stuck with the ones in the store."

---

"I'm sure glad that I haven't gotten a physical transformation," Sara mused as she ruffled through her disorganized wardrobe. "I would not be a happy camper if I had to go and buy one of the most likely risqué swimsuits that Kendra so graciously would provide for us."

"Yeah, I get what you mean," Kathryn agreed. "Although, I'm not exactly thrilled going into this. Why do you think I keep myself hidden under suits or baggy clothes most of the time?"

"But weren't you out swimming with Charlotte and I the first night out?" Sara wondered.

"That was different, though," Kathryn countered. "That was when there wasn't anyone else watching us. Now there's...who knows how many people behind the screen who are going to be attentively looking at the ten of us like we're pieces of meat because...face it, we're on a sex show, and I wouldn't doubt that Turner is going to be a participant in this somehow."

"That can't be the worst thing in the world, though, right?" Sara reassured. "I'm sure it'll be fine, it's not like everything today is gonna be worst case scenario."

"Yeah, but-ungh..." Kathryn started before she was hit by a wave of arousal.

"You okay?" Sara turned her head, concerned about her friend suddenly cutting off.

"Yeah, no, I'm...I'm fine," Kathryn responded, a bit bewildered. "Shit, why can't I stop thinking about-Oh no."

"What, what's wrong?" Sara worriedly asked.

"It's the attributes," Kathryn said.

"Attributes?" Sara prodded.

"Yeah, your new transformation," Kathryn explained. "You were reassuring me, and then, well, you know what happened. Then I think it triggered one of my transformations and copied your romanticism trait for a few seconds, because I got the overwhelming urge to go on a romantic night out with...well, it didn't last long enough for me to see who, but I would bet ten bucks it's Turner. And I never gamble."

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Sara jumped back.

"It's not your fault, it's natural—that is, natural for this game," Kathryn assured. "And I wouldn't exactly be upset about it happening again."

"Is this going to be some sort of weird dynamic now?" Sara brought up. "Do you want me to start censoring myself if it feels like I'm about to trigger my new trait?"

"Nah, it's fine, I'm a big girl, I can handle it," Kathryn dismissed. "Although Kendra's wording of 'significant' seems to be used very...liberally."

"You positive?" Sara checked.

"Absolutely," Kathryn repeated. "Now hurry up and go get changed, I don't wanna be the next Emma and be late to the competition."

"Okay, okay, okay, but before I do that, which one looks better, the green or the blue?" Sara delayed, holding up two swimsuits.

---

As the bugle sounded again, people started making their way to the beach. Per usual, Emma was the last of the ten to arrive. Kendra and Turner were standing at the water's edge, facing the land as the girls lined up all in a row.

"Alrighty, you all ready for today's challenge?" Kendra asked once the young girl scurried into the fold.

"Sure, why not!" Charlotte responded with enthusiasm.

"Alright, well, you probably are wondering where all the props for the challenge are," Kendra began.

"I mean, not really, you said it was gonna be a swimming related challenge, so the only prop we need is the water," Paige responded.

"I never said that," Kendra shook her head. "I said you were gonna be doing a lot with water."

"What is this gonna be then, a water gun fight but every time we're hit, an article of our clothing disappears?" Kathryn asked.

"Wow, do you really think so low of me that I couldn't come up with a more inventive idea than almost the same challenge as last time?" Kendra pouted. "No, this is gonna be something different. I guess I should show you what you'll be working with, though."

She waved her hand and ten royal purple buckets appeared behind the contestants, about 25 feet from the water line. As all of them looked back at the bucket behind them, they saw it had their name and "Harem Hotel" emblazoned on the front in gold like a middle school girl's art project. Additionally, there was a dashed line inside the bucket near the top.

"This is today's challenge," Kendra introduced. "Behind you, each of you has a bucket that you will be required to fill with water in order to finish the challenge. First person to fill it gets first place and is immune from transformation this round, second person gets second place, yada yada, all the way to the person who does not fill their bucket, who will get last place. Also, remember what I said last time? There will be a couple of you who, if you finish in the back of the pack, may lose victory points. Any questions?"

"Um, I actually had one," Sara mentioned. "How are we supposed to fill up the buckets? Are we supposed to run them to the shoreline? If so, that seems like a really bad challenge."

"No, the buckets won't move," Kendra announced. "Additionally, any water that you cup in your hands is not gonna fill the bucket any more. Whatever else you have on you is fair game."

"But...we only have our swimsuits on us," Emma mused.

"Well then, guess you're gonna have to show a little skin to get any water in your buckets," Kendra smirked.

"And by 'show some skin', I presume you mean 'go topless' at the very least?" Paige rolled her eyes.

"Exactly!" Kendra responded. "You have one minute to strategize, but after that, good luck!"

The host did an about face to back where Turner was standing, looking like he had a lot to say.

"What do you think?" she prodded. "This isn't my magnum opus, but it's definitely some of my finer work!"

"'Finer work'?" he snorted. "All you did was put ten buckets down and say 'fill them up'."

"Well, how about you come up with a better challenge idea then?" Kendra said, annoyed. "Ooh, never mind, maybe I shouldn't give you that privilege. You'd probably come up with some sort of challenge that would indirectly benefit the people here you like more."

Before giving him the chance to respond, she teleported the two of them to a tower behind the challenge area that resembled a lifeguard stand.

"Fucking hell, can you stop doing that?" Turner held his head.

"Sorry, I keep forgetting that your minds have difficulty handling this sort of thing," Kendra mockingly said. "Vacation brain, you know how it is."

"How is this vacation when it's literally your job?" Turner cocked his eyebrow.

---

As Kathryn racked her brain, trying to find ideas for how to best go about this challenge, the seashell necklace that she had worn today dug into her neckline. She had opted for a one-piece, sleek, navy blue swimsuit, and the idea of taking it off didn't exactly appeal to her.

"Wait, what is the big idea here?" she wondered. "Swimsuits aren't even waterproof, how in the living fuck does Kendra expect us to be able to carry water with them?"

"I was wondering about that too," Charlotte said, standing to her right. "Although, since she made water from our hands magically not work, she can probably make these waterproof somehow."

"Alright, that should be about a minute, give or take a few seconds," a voice from above called. "On your marks, get ready, go!"

A few of the girls took off...suspiciously fast. Among them were, predictably, Paige, Charlotte, and Emma. Becca reluctantly followed, but the other six stayed mostly put.

As Paige took off, she knew that she had to keep getting these first place victories. Kendra's words right after the transformation sequence were really starting to get to her.

"I can win with just victory points," she thought to herself as she waded into the water. "Even though Kendra, everyone else here, and basically everyone back home all don't like me, that doesn't mean that I can't be the first to a hundred points."

In a moment of clarity that surprised even herself, she actually swam out to where everything but her head was covered, so her swimsuit could absorb as much water as possible.

"It'd be faster to just...take it off, but it doesn't seem like any of the other girls are doing that, and I'd rather save my victory point gains for my night with Turner," she reasoned as she waded back to shore.

Her blue bikini top felt surprisingly weightless as she ran back to her bucket, and as she tried to wring it out, she realized why.

"What the hell?" she thought. "This isn't supposed to be waterproof, what happened?"

A few drops of water had managed to fall into the bucket simply by virtue of dripping off of her hair, but at that rate, it would take hours before she got anything of substance.

---

Becca reluctantly trudged out to the shore, upset at both her ratings taking a tumble and the challenge that Kendra had thought up.

"I mean, it's not like I haven't already gotten...exposed to the cameras before," she thought to herself. "It's just even worse when everybody else is actually here, and I don't get to...show Turner...when we're alone, and without nine other pairs of eyes."

After seeing what Paige did and how that didn't yield any fruitful results, she noticed a flaw in the blonde girl's method.

"If they really are waterproof, what if I created an air pocket inside...?" she wondered, opening the top of her top slightly before crouching down to submerge herself in the water.

Resurfacing, it seemed to work flawlessly, as she felt the weight of the water on her chest. Gleefully, she ran back to the beach, creating quite a spectacle for any onlookers as the water in her top enhanced the intensity that her tits bounced with as she ran. After making it back to her container, she poured out the water that hadn't leapt out of her swimsuit. It wasn't a lot, but it was still a significant chunk of what was required.

---

"Fuck it, I don't care, I'll take last place," Liam thought as he stood on shore, looking at the water with trepidation.

Predictably, the swimsuits that Kendra had allowed both him and Abby to purchase from the store had all been somewhat risqué, if "somewhat" meant "very". Therefore, he hadn't bought one, and was still wearing a white T-shirt and shorts that he had for years.

"You're likely gonna become the poster child for a wet t-shirt contest" was looping in his mind. That was the last thing he wanted to have happen here, especially with Turner being able to see him.

Well, it was the second-last thing he wanted. The last-last thing he wanted was to be showing off his new, enhanced curves.

He was in a comfortable fifth place, right? That's not a terrible place to be at the start of the week, or at the end of the week.

"What if all of the challenges coming after this are gonna be even worse?" he worried. "What if all of the competitions after this just get more and more sexual?"

Liam winced at all the other girls who were all in varied states of compliance with these new rules, while he was simply resigning to just sitting on the beach for the remainder of the challenge.

---

Kathryn had done a few runs similar to Becca, but she hadn't gotten nearly as much water each time she waded out. Most of that was due to the fact that her swimsuit wasn't exactly catered to holding water. That wasn't something she, or probably anybody else who was sane, had thought about while she was picking it out.

As an avid swimmer, she was no stranger to the water, but what she was a stranger to was filling her swimsuit with water and dumping it out in a bucket in order to compete for the love of her newly-trained coworker. Out of all the different possible things that she could've theorized would've ever happened to her, this was certainly not one of them.

Exiting the water and speed-walking to her bucket, Kathryn noticed something. Several of the shells on her necklace were fairly large conch shells, or whatever this universe's counterpart was. Whatever they were, they could definitely hold a lot more water than her slender swimsuit.

After sizing up the competition and realizing that she needed to get some sort of a competitive edge, she waded back out to the shallow water and began filling the large ones up with the salty ocean water. A move that didn't go unnoticed by Kendra.

"Wow, that's actually a smart strategy coming from Kathryn," Kendra mused, softly enough that the other competitors couldn't hear it, but loudly enough to be picked up by both the microphone speaking to the audience and Turner. "I'm gonna allow it, I did say that they could use anything that was left on them."

Seeing that her first run helped her pick up the pace a bit more and bring herself a large amount of water, Kathryn continued to fill up her bucket like this. She hoped that this necklace would make the difference between a favorable position in both victory points and transformations, or being resigned to yet another subpar performance.

---

Emma, on the other hand, wasn't having so much luck.

At the start, Emma had been keeping pace with basically everybody else that was actually trying. She managed to fill up her bucket about a quarter of the way without too many problems.

However, tragedy soon struck the young girl, as a large wave started crashing towards her while she was wading back to the shore. She didn't see it coming, and got dragged under by the torrent of water that was rushing towards her.

As she resurfaced, she realized that she did not have her top left.

"Wait, what-how did this happen?" her face turned red as she instinctively covered her bare chest.

"What's going on?" Abby asked concernedly as she swam out to her.

"My...my swimsuit is gone!" Emma panicked. "I think the wave took it away!"

"Okay, okay, calm down," Abby soothed. "What color is it?"

"It's red, almost the same color as yours," Emma answered.

Abby looked down at her swimsuit, and with a nod, she started swimming further out to sea to see if she could spot it.

"This is gonna be like finding a needle in a haystack, isn't it?" Abby thought, begrudgingly. "I guess I can say goodbye to my chances of winning this challenge."

Abby hadn't done terribly in the challenge so far, she actually was about a third to halfway done, but it seemed like she was going to be stuck at about a third to halfway finished for the remainder of the challenge. Ordinarily, she would've just finished the challenge herself and then helped look for Emma's swimsuit, but something called to her. The young girl had gone through a lot this week, with being yelled at by Becca and shunned by nearly every other contestant, which caused Abby's psychologist instincts to kick in and look after her.

"You better be thankful for this, Emma," she thought to herself, gritting her teeth.

---

"I just gotta keep with the rhythm," Sara said to herself as she brought her sixth bucket back. "I don't have to get first, but I don't think I'm getting last, especially with Liam just sitting there."

She pitied the former boy. Current boy? Former? Whatever Liam was calling themselves at the moment. She wasn't sure that they wanted her pity, but she couldn't help it. She'd gotten transformations that weren't really that bad, comparatively, but Liam had lost almost every aspect of their identity, aside from their brain.

She hazarded a glance over at Emma and Abby's buckets, which were to her left, and noticed that they weren't exactly full. Looking back over towards the ocean, she saw Emma bobbing up and down in one spot and Abby swimming around, searching for something.

"Oh, if there's three people that aren't really even trying for this challenge, then I've got this in the bag," she told herself. "No need to worry-"

As she was psyching herself up, she fell to the ground with a strong wave of arousal.

"Oh, come on!" she turned her gaze to Kendra, who was laughing hysterically in the watchtower and Turner, who was mortified right next to her. "You mean this targets me too?"

"That was too-too good," Kendra managed in fits of laughter. "Of course it affects you, otherwise it wouldn't really be a punishment, no?"

"Kendra, really?" Turner spoke up. "You're going to make it so whoever she's trying to affirm herself or anything, she's gonna get, well, like that?"

"Hey, I doubt either of you will be complaining in a few weeks," Kendra raised both her hands in defense. "I could've left her with the transformation that would've given her wet dreams every night and **** people to be infatuated with her every day, would that have been better?"

Both Turner and Sara turned silent.

"That's what I thought," Kendra smugly tapped her chin.

"Hey Sara, you good?" Kathryn asked, coming up to her side. "Kendra isn't giving you any trouble, is she?"

"Yeah, I'm perfect," Sara sarcastically said.

"Here, take this," Kathryn offered, taking her necklace off and handing it to Sara. "I just finished my bucket with that, it's a lot easier than trying to hold water up to your tits."

"Oh, thank you!" Sara gleefully accepted. "I'm-"

"Don't," Kathryn held her hand up. "I know you were gonna say something positive, but I don't really wanna deal with that right now."

"Hate to break up the 'sweet' moment right now," Kendra emphasized her sarcasm with obnoxious, over-the-top air quotes. "But, I'd like to announce that Kathryn is the first person to fill her bucket up! That means the rest of you have ten more minutes!"

"Ten minutes?" Emma yelled, still frozen in the same spot. "I thought there was no time limit!"

"Well, you should've known that things in this game are dynamic, my girl," Kendra snidely responded.

Current Standings:

1. Kathryn (DONE)
2. Mandy
3. Becca
4. Sara
5. Abby
6. Paige
7. Charlotte
8. Lauren
9. Emma
10. Liam