Rule Change

Round 4 Wednesday day of Sarah's date

Marcos was surprised to wake up to the sight of Alexandra's nude body. He looked over at Mali, she was awake and looked just as confused as him.

They tried sneaking out of bed without waking her but were unsuccessful. "Oh hey guys. Sorry. I'm your new roommate I guess. Valerie used her cheat transformation to buy a roommate swap. She took Isla from you."

Mali laughed, "Wow why would she do that? She actually wants to room with Isla? Oh well, better for us."

Alexandra shrugged, "Ya I think she made Yaz her roommate too. Which is interesting given how she royally fucked Yaz yesterday."

Marcos thought for a moment, "Maybe she just doesn't want to room with the competition? Who cares? I'm hungry."

Marcos and Mali got up and started to leave but noticed Alexandra crawling behind them. "Oh right, you need permission to wear boots now right?" Mali asked.

"Ya. No sweat. Since my kneepad transformation it almost feels more natural to crawl. But ya, I guess if you wanna give me permission…"

"Of course. You may wear boots."

"Great," Alexandra said, pulling on her horny boots, "Let's go."

Trinity woke up to Beatriz squeezing her breasts. She opened her eyes to see the other woman was still asleep. "Fuck she's even handsy in her sleep." Trinity pinched Beatriz nipples to wake her up.

"Hey what was that for?" Beatriz complained.

"You were sleep groping. I'm hungry, are you coming to breakfast?"

Beatriz sighed, "Ya. Don't want to incur the wrath of Ciela even if I'm not going to eat." They got dressed. Trinity wore yet another skimpy black dress. Beatriz wore just a short skirt. She'd stopped bothering trying to cover her upper body at all.

When they arrived they saw everyone there except Eric, Sarah and Jenny. Trinity immediately noticed the **** collar in the middle of the dining room table, “What’s going on? Why is that there?”

Alexandra looked up from her spot on the floor, “Don’t know. It was here when we got here.”

Trinity turned to Isla, “Was this you?” She asked.

Isla shook her head, “No. It wasn’t me and I have no idea who put it there.”

Just then Eric, Sarah and Jenny strolled into the dining room. Trinity smiled and ran to give them all a hug, “I didn’t hear the helicopter, when did you get in?”

Eric smiled, “Just now. We were in our hotel but Ciela came and got us, said something about a breakfast announcement.”

“That’s right!” Ciela said as she appeared in the corner, “Please everyone have a seat and we’ll get started.” Ciela waited until everyone had found a chair, well, everyone except Alexandra of course. “Thank you everyone for being on time today. First I wanted to congratulate Jenny, last night she became the first to pass 100 VP. Unfortunately for the rest of you her success may be your failure. The endgame has been triggered by the first to reach the goal. I was dancing around it before, but now I can finally say it, this is the final round of the show. After the competition this week, you’ll all receive either elimination or reward transformations and someone will get their wish.

Some of you may be worried, thinking there isn’t enough time left. Or you might try to corner Eric to fuck him into oblivion, but rest assured there is still hope. Endgame also triggers some slight rule changes. First the final best girl poll will award VP instead of BP. Second, all repeat performance penalties are re-set, but future penalties are maximized. Third penalties for displeasing Eric, not that many have been given out, are doubled. Any questions? Marcos?”

Marcos crossed his arms over his chest, “Hey I don’t always have a question.”

Ciela nodded, “Yes. I know. I’m sorry. So you don’t have any questions?”

Marcos sighed, “Fine. By future penalties maximized do you mean repeat performances give zero BP or negative BP?”

“Excellent question. Zero BP. Negative BP only comes into effect if you end up boring Eric through repetition. Anyone else?”

Yaz raised her hand, “Who put the collar there?”

Ciela smiled, “I’m not about to betray the confidence of whoever put it there. It was only 1 BP, so it could have been anyone. Even someone without BP, it wouldn’t be hard to earn a single point after all. Unfortunately only the person who bought it gets the full description of the elimination. Still, sex ****, pretty self explanatory right? Now remember anyone can put it on themselves, or Eric can put it on you. You won’t be able to put it on anyone else, and that includes tricking Yaz into making a promise.”

“We should just chuck it in the ocean” said Alexandra but Ciela shook her head.

“No. Do not throw magical things overboard, I’ll have to retrieve them and then I’ll be quite cross. If you don’t want it just put it in storage, or leave it be. Now then a final reminder, Eric, you have to pick a girl to marry. If you don’t pick before the competition you will be picking to eliminate everyone, understood?” Eric gulped but nodded, he hadn’t really thought of it at all last night. “Good. Enjoy your day everyone.” Ciela said as she disappeared again.

Everyone ate in relative silence, except for Jenny and Trinity who loudly discussed last night’s sexual activities until Eric shooed them away.

Isla looked down at the die in her hands. She'd been trying to avoid it, but it was like Ciela said. The urge had been growing. Speaking of urges she thought as she put a hand over her belly, the desire to be impregnated was growing too. She was going to have to ask for something now before she did something she regretted.

“I want 20000 BP.” She said throwing the dice. She knew then she’d need a 14 to succeed. Fuck, a 7.

Gambling Addict - Loses the ability to rationally think about odds for 20 minutes

Huh, that was weird. Maybe she shouldn’t try again…but then again, maybe she should. She threw the dice again, asking for the same thing.

Success, a 14!

Isla 0 BP -> 20000 BP

Still not able to think of the odds rationally, she had to ask another question.

“I want to be able to milk myself without assistance.” She’d need a 19 to succeed, but ended up rolling a 16.

Milk+ - Isla’s tits will refill every 4 hours - lasts 24 hours

Oh no! That was way too often. Maybe she could fix it with another roll.

“I want my tits to stop lactating forever!” She’d need a 723, which was clearly impossible. Still she had to roll. A 2.

Milk++ - Isla’s tits will refill every 2 hours - lasts 24 hours

Ok, just one more try, she thought. “I want my tits to stop lactating for 24 hours!” She’d need a 27, much more reasonable, right? A 17, well, she was close at least.

Milk+++ - Better get used to Mooing because Isla’s tits will fill up every 30 minutes - lasts 24 hours.

Her first temporary transformation wore off and she suddenly realized the hole she’d been digging, “Fuck.” She put the dice away, she’d be good to avoid it for a while now. She could practically feel her tits swelling up. She’d have to go find Yaz before she couldn’t speak. She grabbed her new double electric breast pump and went to find her.

"Really? You want me to come along on your date?" Valerie was shocked that Mistress had asked her.

Mistress nodded, "Yes. I thought it might be good for us to bond, since we're going to be together in the Harem forever. Besides I heard about what happened yesterday, you aren't doing a good job making friends here."

Valerie scowled, "What and you think I need your help?"

"Not that. I just know what it's like to push others away. I was the weird awkward lesbian growing up. I didn't really know how to have friends, so when people tried to reach out, I always pushed them away. I think some of the others forget how young you are. We all made mistakes when we were young. I just want to try and be your friend, if you'll let me. Just think on it. We are leaving at noon so find me before then if you are coming."

She turned and walked away. Valerie clenched her fist, she didn't need friends. Did she? Fuck it, "Wait. I'll come."

"Perfect. Meet us at the helicopter at noon then."

Valerie sighed. She hoped this wasn't a mistake. She had to suppress her worst instincts here. Part of her wanted to use this date to take advantage of Mistress and score more VP with Eric, but she knew enough about Mistress to know that the older woman wasn't trying to pull a fast one. Still, it wouldn't hurt to look her best. She went off to get ready.

Eric was sitting in his chair reading a book. Finally alone. Not that he didn't enjoy the company of his Harem, he certainly did, but peace and quiet was nice too.

His peace was momentarily disturbed by Stephanie bringing him a coffee. "Hey, where have you been?" He asked her. She mimed out some actions. "You've been in the kitchen learning from the Twos?" He asked.

Stephanie nodded. She'd been trying to stay out of the way the last couple nights and spent some time with the crew. If she was going to be the Harem's servant she needed to know how to cook and clean and look after them. The Twos were surprisingly good teachers, especially given Stephanie's enforced silence.

"Want to keep me company? Sarah said she needed time to earn some BP and to meet her on deck at noon. Ciela stocked this room with a considerable library." Stephanie nodded and picked out a book. Rather than sit beside him she knelt down at his feet and began to read. Eric reached down to pet her hair as he went back to his novel.

Sarah knew she'd need at least some BP for her date. She'd used everything last night for Jenny, but she didn't want Jenny taking on more endorsement contracts to pay her back. Jenny was wild enough without any additional fetishes.

Sarah was scrolling through her phone looking for ways to earn BP when she saw something interesting. Lili was offering 2000 BP if Sarah would let her pick their destination. She didn't really have anything planned, so she pushed a button to summon Lili.

"Hiya slut, you are really going to let me pick?" Lili asked.

Sarah sighed, "Do you have to call us sluts all the time?"

Lili giggled, "No of course not. So I can pick?"

"I don't suppose you'll tell me where before I decide?" Lili shook her head. "Fine. Gimme the BP."

Sarah 0 BP -> 2000 BP

"Excellent. I'll go tell CiCi." Lili practically ran out of the room.

"Wait. Where are we going?" Sarah asked just in time.

Lol stopped and giggled, "We're going to the booty. Hehehe"

"What? The booty?"

"Ya. I saw it on a map. It's in Africa. I want to see all the bums."

Sarah groaned, "You mean Djibouti? It’s actually pronounced JUH-BOO-TEE.”

“Ya. BOO-TEE. Like I said.”

Sarah groaned, she didn’t know much about it, but figured it wasn’t the best spot for a date.

"We can't go there. You won't see any bums, trust me."

Lili laughed, "Oh well. I've decided." She ran off to tell CiCi.

Fuck, Sarah thought to herself. She pulled up her phone to frantically google things to do in Djibouti.

An intense battle was brewing. Mali gripped her controller tightly. Isla had somehow become a Smash expert seemingly overnight. She was on a team with Marcos against Isla and Jenny and they might actually lose.

The shame! To lose to the casual gamer and the noob! She wanted to blame her chain, except it was currently wrist to wrist and really wasn't bothering her. She wanted to blame the constant sound of Isla's breast pump, but it really wasn't that sound. She even wanted to blame Yaz for cheering for Isla and Jenny, but the truth is she'd underestimated her opponents.

Somehow Jenny still being casual made it all the more infuriating. She seemed to be barely paying attention, too busy talking to Yaz. Except just when Mali was about to hit her with a perfect smash attack Jenny easily dodged and countered, sending Mali’s Pikachu flying.

“Come on, get your head in the game.” Marcos chided her.

She had just one stock left, everyone else had two. She played a little smarter this time and together they got it even, one stock left for everyone. Suddenly Jenny shrieked, “You’re really just drinking that?!” Mali ignored her and took the opportunity to knock Jenny out. Two-on-one her and Marcos easily finished Isla off.

“Yes we won!” Mali cheered, then finally allowed herself to check out what distracted Jenny. Yaz had apparently been bottling Isla’s milk all morning and had just down an entire jug.

“What? It’s fucking delicious. Try some” Yaz offered a jug to Jenny.

At first Jenny hesitated, but then again, she’d try anything once. She grabbed the jug and took a tentative sip. “Fuck. This is delicious. Nice work Isla.”

Isla barked out a laugh, “Sure. Whatever. That fucking ‘Moo’ transformation said it was going to be delicious and nutritious remember. Anyway, help yourself. I’ve accidentally sent my mammaries into overdrive so there’s plenty more where that came from.”

Jenny held the jug out to Mali, “Wanna try?”

Mali turned up her nose, “No thanks. That was a good game, let’s have a rematch! I underestimated you last time, no mercy this round.”

Jenny giggled, “You’re on! Isla, partners again?”

Isla quickly nodded, “I’d love that.” And of course, she really meant it.

Valerie was just putting on some makeup when she heard the knock on the door. She opened it to see a frantic looking Mistress. “What’s up?” Valerie asked.

“Sorry, I let Lili pick our destination. Just wanted to give you a heads up. We’re going to Djibouti.”

“Oh. Ok. Thanks for the heads up.” Valerie turned to go back to her makeup.

“You aren’t concerned at all?” Mistress asked.

“No, of course not. First time going to Africa? Don’t worry about it. Djibouti isn’t Seychelles, but it isn’t Burkina Faso either. It’s a bit of an off choice, unless you’re planning on starting a shipping company. Oh, we could go scuba diving. Or go shopping. If we can convert our BP into money we’d probably be rich.”

“Wow, how do you know so much?”

Valerie shrugged, “My dad did business all over the world. Guess I picked up on some of it. Now go away so I can get ready. I’ll meet you on deck at noon, as promised.”

Trinity clapped as Alexandra finished her dance. “Wow, that was fantastic.” She told her friend.

Alexandra blushed, “You really think so?”

Trinity got up and gave her a big hug, “Really. Once this show is over you’re going to do it, I just know it.”

“Thanks, that means a lot. I suppose I’ve given up a lot for my dream. It’s funny, weeks ago the idea of being a professional dancer wasn’t even in my mind. Being permanently nude, locked in ballet boots, and a professional dancer would have been even more ludicrous. Now, I don’t know, it seems so close. Almost certain. All I really need is a little boost to make people more accepting of my nudity and I think I really will accomplish all my dreams.”

“Actually I think that’s possible. I was looking through the reality adjustments some more. You just need some BP.”

“Ya, I really should get some to prepare for my date too. Got any ideas?”

“I have some ideas!” A voice shouted behind them. They turned to see Kiki smiling and waving.

“Really? What’s your idea?” Trinity asked.

“Well, it’s my job to clean the ship, but Sarah and Valerie are going scuba diving and I really want to try that instead. So if you two clean the ship, Lili and I will go scuba diving instead. We’ll give you each 2000 BP.”

Alexandra looked at Trinity, “That doesn’t actually sound that bad. What’s the catch?”

“Rats you asked about the catch.” Kiki looked genuinely upset that she hadn’t tricked them. “Ok well it would be too easy if you were just able to clean normally. So Alexanda has to do it all without boots and wear this,” She held up what appeared to be a ball gag with a feather duster sticking out of it, “And Trinity has to wear Alexandra’s boots, and this maid costume.” THe maid costume she produced was scandalous, but nothing that really bothered Trinity.

Both women agreed. Alexandra passed her boots over to Alexandra and strapped the gag on. Trinity traded her dress for the maid outfit. The skirt didn’t pass her bum and the blouse was completely transparent but Trinity really didn’t mind showing a little skin. She hadn’t really appreciated how effortless Alexandra made 7” heels look, but she’d get used to it, right?

“Wow, I'm so happy. I gotta go tell Lili. Have fun cleaning!” Kiki ran off.

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Trinity 2010 BP -> 4010 BP

Alexandra 0 BP -> 2000 BP

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Beatriz was sunbathing on the observation deck. Nude of course. She opened her eyes as a shadow came over her. She was surprised to see Ciela standing there. “Oh, hi Ciela.”

“Mind if I join you?” Ciela asked. When Beatriz nodded, Ciela stripped naked and unrolled a towel beside Beatriz. Beatriz had already seen Isla naked, and Isla was beautiful, if a little short for her tastes, but her sister…wow. Ciela was absolutely gorgeous. Beatriz felt herself getting wet just looking at her perfect form.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” Beatriz admitted.

“I know. It is magic after all. I can look however I please, and this body is what I’ve found suits me best.” Ciela stretched herself out beside Beatriz, “This is nice. Feeling the sun on my skin. I saw you out here on my monitor and just had to join you. It’s been so long so I’ve just enjoyed life.”

“So you don’t do anything for fun back home?” Beatriz asked, genuinely curious.

Ciela frowned, “A long time ago I was a very different person. I was cruel for the sake of cruelty. Whatever sins you think Isla has committed is nothing compared to what I've done. Back home, I don’t have fun. When I have free time, which is almost never, I do whatever I can to atone for my sins.”

Beatriz didn’t know how to react to that so she said the first thing that came to mind, “So this is like a vacation for you then.”

Ciela sighed, “No. This is me atoning.” Ciela didn’t say anything else, she just closed her eyes.

Beatriz wanted to know more, but was afraid to prod further. She decided to follow suit and closed her eyes again, soaking up the sun.