Trouble with the law

Round 4 - Saturday - Day of Isla’s Date

Valerie had been a little surprised when Alexandra changed her mind and came along, but it was a pleasant surprise. The four of them were dressed to kill as they entered the club. Valerie and Alexandra had spent a little BP, but it was definitely worth it. Yaz wore a strapless red bra and matching harem pants, with some gold jewelry to match her character. Valerie chose a black mini dress, it was scandalously short, especially without panties. It made her feel hot and ready to party. Stephanie wore a knee length white latex dress and decided not to try covering her gag. It was New York, people were used to oddities after all. Alexandra was naked as always, but wore very sexy heels and some beautiful gold earrings.

Valerie 3700 BP -> 2000 BP

Alexandra 12137 BP -> 11000 BP

Valerie suspected both Yaz and Alexandra needed a little liquid courage so they headed to the bar first. She ordered the three of them tequila shots, “Cheers!” she said as she downed hers. Then she led her friends to the dance floor. On the way over they’d all discussed how they’d look out for each other, particularly Alexandra. They were here to have fun, to dance, not to get molested.

As the four of them danced they were quickly swarmed with male attention. Not that Valerie minded it at all, but it escalated quickly when someone put their hand on Alexandra’s chest. A quick slap from Stephanie ended that and resulted in the more aggressive men leaving them alone.

Once Alexandra got comfortable she really opened up. It wasn’t ballet, but she was a dancer through and through. Valerie knew she looked hot, but she could hardly compete with the nude artistry beside her. She fought the temptation to be petty and try to steal the spotlight and instead gave her a smile, “Alexandra you’re amazing.”

“What?” Alexandra shouted, she hadn’t heard her over the booming music. Valerie waved her off, it wasn’t important. She could see how much fun Alexandra was having and resolved to enjoy it herself. It was like she told Yaz, she was only 22, time to have some fun.

She grabbed Yaz and pulled her close, “Come get another shot with me!” Yaz nodded and after another couple shots they were back on the dance floor. Feeling a bit tipsy the two of them started to really loosen up. Valerie was feeling good. Her eyes kept darting back and forth between Yaz and Alexandra, fuck they were hot. Stephanie was too, but she couldn’t compete with the other two beauties.

Valerie was surprised how turned on she felt. She kept telling herself she wasn’t gay, but deep down she had to admit she was at least a little bi. Still she knew that Alexandra couldn’t have feelings for anyone except Eric and Yaz might not be homophobic in the slightest, but she simply wasn’t gay. She looked over at Stephanie, dancing, but really keeping an eye on Alexandra.

She knew that if she asked, Stephanie would help her out. She wasn’t just gay, she was their servant, bound to try to please them. For a brief moment she considered ordering Stephanie to come with her to the bathroom to fuck her but she shook it off. She wasn’t here to be selfish, she was here for her friends.

She smiled at Yaz instead, “Are you having fun?”

Yaz grinned, “Ya. I haven’t danced like this in forever.” Yaz gave a spin and nearly fell over. Both of them burst out laughing.

“More shots!” Valerie cried and grabbed Yaz’s hand.

Stephanie watched them go out of the corner of her eye, she shook her head. These kids would be the **** of her.

Jenny was in heaven. Sarah was taking full advantage of her mind reader transformation and giving her exactly what she wanted. Sarah just knew exactly how and where to touch her to maximize her pleasure. Not that Jenny was being selfish, she wanted to take advantage of Sarah’s temporary ability to orgasm without permission too.

Currently Sarah was sucking on Jenny’s tits and fingering her at the same time. Sarah’s other hand roamed her body, stroking her hair, her back, her ass. Jenny clutched the sheets as she came loudly. Giggling, she pushed Sarah over and reached into the nightstand to pull out a strap on dildo. Putting it on she straddled Sarah and leaned forward to let her boobs hang down on Sarah’s face. Sarah used both hands to caress her and continued to kiss and suck. Then Jenny used a hand to guide the dildo into Sarah’s dripping pussy.

Jenny let it sit there, just the tip inside, “Sarah, I want you to beg me.”

“Please Jenny, fuck me. Fuck me hard.” Sarah begged.

Jenny pushed her hips forward and smiled as Sarah moaned. Sarah was momentarily distracted but soon went back to worshiping Jenny’s tits. Jenny tried to reward her by keeping up the pace. Jenny loved watching Sarah’s tits bounce as she fucked her. She only wished she got more pleasure from the strap on, she’d have to spend some BP on a magic strap on before the show ended.

Eventually Jenny pulled out and lied back on the bed, “Come and suck it.” She ordered. Sarah got up and started to blow the dildo. Jenny wasn’t sure why, she didn’t get any feeling from it, but somehow it just made her feel powerful. After Sarah had finished cleaning it she ordered her to stop, “Now it’s time for your reward. Climb up here and sit on my face. I’m going to make you scream.”

Unlikely earlier on the observation deck, this time Jenny was able to bring Sarah to climax after climax. She licked and kissed and sucked until she ran out of strength to do so. True to her word she made Sarah scream her name, “Oh fuck. Jenny. Fuck. I love you so much.”

Eventually Jenny was too tired to continue. Sarah of course was still at 100% thanks for her temporary transformation. She helped Jenny into the shower and got her ready for bed. Sarah helped Jenny back to her room and then she kissed her goodnight, “I can’t wait until we don’t have these stupid roommate assignments anymore.”

Jenny smiled, “Ya, wherever we end up living we’re going to need our own room. Nobody’s going to want to share a room with us because we’re going to fuck 24/7.”

Sarah giggled, “Except when we’re eating pizza right, we need to refuel at some point.”

“Right, of course. Pizza and sex, I can’t wait.” She kissed her goodnight and headed into her room to go to sleep.

Beatriz saw Jenny come in and decided to let her go to sleep. She kissed the sleeping Marcos goodnight and left. She caught up with Sarah in the hall, “You look wide awake.” She commented.

“Ya. Temporary transformation. Not tired. What about you? Want to hang out?”

Beatriz shrugged, “Sure, what do you have in mind?”

So that’s how Beatriz found herself getting crushed in chess repeatedly. “Fuck you are too good at this, maybe we can play something more my speed. Maybe checkers?”

Sarah giggled, “Come on. I’d crush you at that too.”

Beatriz couldn’t help but chuckle too, “Fine. Oh, what about Canasta? Have you ever played that?”

Sarah shook her head, “Nope. I'm happy to learn though.”

After a quick tutorial they got underway. Beatriz grew up playing this game with her family and Sarah had never heard of it. Beatriz was initially pretty confident but after a couple hours found herself 0-3.

“How the fuck do you keep winning?” Beatriz asked.

Sarah giggled, “I've just always been good at games. This has a little bit of luck to it, but really the strategy is clear from the start.”

“Fuck me. I give, next time we can just watch a movie. I'm too tired, sorry to leave you alone but I need to head to bed.”

“Don't worry about it. Actually Trinity mentioned getting me to record my voice for Stephanie, so I think I'll spend this time alone productively. See you tomorrow, good night. “

Alexandra was having a great time. She loved dancing no matter the style. She had been out and about naked a few times already but this felt so much more intimate. Still her friends had helped her get over it and let her relax. She was going to spend the rest of her life naked, she might as well get used to it.

Valerie and Yaz kept leaving to do more shots, but Alexandra was still sober. She'd had one shot with them when they arrived, but she felt she had to keep her wits about her. Stephanie seemed concerned about them, but it was hard to tell for sure.

Unfortunately Stephanie was right to be worried. Valerie suddenly lost her balance and fell into another woman knocking her down and spraying her with vodka. The woman and her friends shrieked and someone shoved Valerie.

Soon a brawl broke out. Alexandra and Stephanie tried to pull Yaz and Valerie away but it was easier said than done. Eventually the police showed up and managed to separate everyone.

One officer rounded up their group and brought them outside. “Ok let's start with some ID ladies.”

Alexandra looked at her friends, they were far too drunk to deal with this, “Sorry officer. We left our IDs at home. Look, this was all just a misunderstanding. Valerie just tripped and those girls started hitting her.”

The officer growled, “No ID? How old are these girls anyway, how did you get into the club without ID? “

“They just let us in. Come on, it’s late. We’re all tired. It was just an accident, can’t we just go?”

The officer scowled again, “I don’t like how you are talking to me. Ok, turn around. Hands behind your back.”

Alexandra started to complain, but decided not to push her luck. She complied and felt cuffs locked on her wrists. The officer got Valerie and Yaz to comply also and cuffed them as well. When he got to Stephanie he was confused, “What is that on your face? Take it off.”

Stephanie just shook her head, she couldn’t defend herself here, but she couldn’t possibly comply.

“She can’t. She can’t take it off.” Alexandra tried to say. The officer wasn’t having it, he cuffed her and then tried to remove her gag. Of course he couldn’t even get a grip on it, which just made him more frustrated.

He was still trying when Ciela showed up, “Officer, I think you should let my girls go.” she said. Alexandra was very relieved to see her. She was wearing a smart suit as always and looked professional and confident. Hopefully she could just magic the officer away.

“Your girls?” The officer said, he looked back and forth between Ciela and the rest of them, “Oh. I get it. I’m surprised you’d admit to prostitution, that’s a much more serious issue than a simple brawl. Ok, that’s it. I’m taking you all to the station and we can sort this out there. You there, turn around and put your hands behind your back.”

Ciela waved her arm in front of her, but nothing happened. She tried again, and again, and she was looking more and more frustrated. As the officer approached her frustration became fear. Alexandra had never seen Ciela lose her composure before, what was going on?

The officer was almost there but Ciela hadn’t made any effort to comply. She was frantically waving her arms trying to use magic. The officer became alarmed and pulled his gun on her, “Ok that’s it. Down on the ground. NOW!”

This time Ciela nodded. She looked down at the dirty sidewalk, clearly not wanting to touch it, but another look at the gun pointed at her got her down on the ground. The officer roughly pulled her arms behind her and cuffed her. He put her beside the rest of them and got on his radio requesting backup.

“Ciela, what’s going on?” Alexandra asked.

Ciela looked forlorn, “I don’t know. My magic is gone, I couldn’t do anything.”

“What? I thought Isla said you were super powerful, how is that possible?”

“I am, but I am not the most powerful. This can only be the work of the producers. They didn’t give me a heads up, so they must be unhappy with something I’ve done. We’re just going to have to comply for now, if things change I’ll get us out of this.”

Ciela’s confidence was clearly shaken. Alexandra was just glad Valerie and Yaz were too drunk to be worried. Eventually more officers arrived and they were all funneled into cars and taken away.

Isla flinched as Mali slapped her again. Even though it didn’t hurt, her brain still thought it should so she still flinched every time. She’d never felt so aroused from rough treatment before, she knew Trinity must have bought her something that made her crave it. She felt a little off knowing her brain had been messed with, but she probably deserved it after everything she’d done. At least Trinity had made sure she would enjoy these changes. She was having a great time.

She knew Mali had to obey and so was putting everything into her slaps. She wasn’t sure how Trinity was going to judge it, but she really wanted to be bred tonight. Her fetish was in overdrive and she just needed unprotected sex like she needed oxygen. She slapped Mali as hard as she could just as she noticed Trinity off the bed walking towards her.

“Ok both of you stop. Let’s see, the winner is….Mali! Mali get up on the bed and fuck Eric silly.” Mali wasted no time and hurried off. Trinity stepped up to Isla, “Now don’t worry. You still get a reward. See, I have Eric cum inside me. I know you want his cum, so you get to lick it out of me. Get your tongue deep in there and get as much as you can.”

Isla was so worked up she didn’t hesitate. Trinity bent over and pushed her ass out towards her and Isla scooted forward and licked her slit. As instructed she tried to lick all the cum that was leaking out of her pussy. The taste of cum and pussy juice mixed together on her tongue as she worked on Trinity.

Trinity seemed to be enjoying her efforts and started moaning. Trinity’s moans started to drown out the noises of Eric and Mali and finally she erupted in a shaking orgasm. Isla hadn’t been told to stop so she kept going until Trinity pushed her away, “Good cow. All this sex has me a little thirsty.” Trinity knelt down with Isla and started to drink from her tits.

Ate creampie +3VP

Isla felt herself mooing uncontrollably as pleasure coursed through her body. Trinity drained her quickly and then pulled off, “So bitch, did you orgasm or can you talk?”

Isla tentatively tried to speak, “I can talk.”

“Good. Are you doing ok?”

Isla was touched, Trinity had been acting so dominant she thought she was just being mean, but maybe it was just an act, “Ya. I don’t know what you did but all this rough treatment is really turning me on.”

Trinity smiled, “Ya. That’s basically what I made Eric buy. You’ll be turned on by rough treatment. Ok well I know you want Eric, so let’s go get him. Don’t walk though, crawl.”

Trinity walked over to the bed and Isla crawled behind her. Trinity helped Isla up to the bed and made her kneel with her bum hanging over the edge. She looked up and saw Eric was standing and holding Mali up while he fucked her. She felt herself dripping just watching it. Eric grunted as he came inside her and then he tossed her onto the bed. Trinity walked up to Eric and stroked his chest and whispered something to him.

Eric grinned and went around behind Isla. Isla kept her eyes forward, thinking that’s what they wanted. She felt Eric slap her ass and she moaned. Trinity climbed onto the bed and went under Isla to grab her chest. She pulled on Isla’s nipples and then took one in her mouth. As Isla was focused on that Eric suddenly slammed himself into her.

Finally, she cried out in pleasure as he entered her. Her body needed to be bred, she pushed back against him as he rammed her over and over. Trinity continued to milk her as Eric fucked her. Eric slapped her ass as he pounded her, “Take it bitch.” He said as he slapped her.

Isla knew in the back of her mind that he didn’t really have any conviction with that. It felt ****, a little scripted. Still, the rational part of her brain wasn’t really in charge. She moo'd as she came. Finally she felt Eric unloaded deep inside her. Her brain turned to mush as the pent up desire caused by transformations was released.

Sex with Master + 10VP

With a final slap to her ass Eric pulled out and left. She didn’t see where he went but heard the shower running from the other room. Trinity pushed her off and smiled at her, “There, you finally got some cock. Too bad you won’t get pregnant.””

“Moo?” Isla was full and couldn’t talk, but thought there was a chance she could get pregnant from tonight.

Trinity gave her a wicked smile, “See I had Eric buy one more transformation for you. You can’t get pregnant tonight no matter how many times he cums in you. Sorry about that.I really don’t mind if you want to get pregnant, but no way am I letting you go first.”

“MOO!” Isla felt betrayed, she thought Trinity had been helping her. She supposed she still was, she’d gotten lots of VP already, but still, it stung.

“I think Eric’s getting too tired to keep going with you anyway, and honestly I am too. I made your milk highly arousing, but we’re all still human. Luckily for you Mali is always down to fuck. So what do you want, fuck Mali until I call her off, or just clean up and head to bed.”

“Moo.” Isla pointed at Mali, resting on the bed.

Trinity laughed, “Right. Mali come here. Isla is horny. She wants to be treated rough. You may do whatever you want with her. Make her cum, don’t. I don’t care. She’ll obey you for a change. Just stay off the bed, Eric and I are going to sleep. Make sure you both shower before you come to bed, and don’t stay up too late. Got it?”

Mali nodded and gave Isla a wicked grin, “**** to a **** huh, how the mighty have fallen.” She pulled Isla off the bed and kissed her on the lips. Isla was surprised by the intimacy of it, but kissed her back. From the lustful look in Mali’s eyes, she knew she was in for a long night.

Ciela sat in the cell with the girls. Except for Yaz they’d all had their handcuffs removed. Even now the damsel in distress continued to hamper her. The girls had all fallen asleep, but Ciela was too worked up. She wasn’t sure what the issue was, she hadn’t heard anything from the producers about her performance so far. She felt she was doing a good job of keeping the show entertaining, without ruining the lives of these girls.

She suspected it wasn’t the idea of all the producers together, it was one in particular who had done this. Back when she ran her original seasons she had the ear of one producer who loved her. She was certainly the most cruel of all the producers, and one of the most powerful. When Ciela had finally realized just how evil she had become, destroying the lives of these contestants, this producer had tried to discourage Ciela from retiring. When Ciela had officially announced her retirement, she thought this producer was about to smite her. It was only the intervention of the other producers that had saved her back then.

Now she suspected this producer thought she was too soft and was taking the opportunity to punish her, and the girls. There was nothing she could do at this point except sit here and wait. Without access to her magic she had no idea what was happening with the other contestants and the master. It was a little disconcerting. She was worried this might be part of a larger ploy to upset the dynamics of the show.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone approaching the cell. She was shocked to recognize one of the assistant producers. He basically acted as the voice of his boss who never appeared in person. At least it wasn’t _her _assistant, this man’s boss was always supportive of her retirement.

“Well Ciela, how unusual to see you like this. I’m sorry but you are going to have to just sit tight for a while. You-know-who has decided you aren’t being cruel enough. She’s managed to convince the others enough to take away your powers for the night. You know my boss supports you, but it may take some effort to convince the others. After the scandal on Bimbomania they are out for blood. I can’t do anything to get you out, or else that might trigger a war between producers and nobody wants that,” Ciela shuddered at the thought, “Just try to get some rest. You are essentially human right now, hopefully things will become clear in the morning.”

Without waiting for a reply he turned and left, leaving Ciela alone with her thoughts.

Eric let the water wash over him. He was coming down from the arousal induced by Isla’s milk. He was suprised how many times he was cuming every day now. He felt a little bad about ‘tricking’ Isla with the pregnancy pause. He actually didn’t want to have a baby with Isla, so it wasn’t that. He just had planned to tell Isla what he’d bought. It was Trinity who insisted on keeping it a secret. Whatever powerplay was going on between those two, he had decided just to stay out of it.

Finishing his shower he returned to the room. Trinity was lying in bed waiting for him. He noticed Mali and Isla furiously kissing and fingering each other off to the side, but he ignored them. He crawled beside her, “Well this was an interesting night. Did you get what you needed out of topping Isla?”

Trinity nodded, “Ya. Our relationship was always very hierarchical, with her on top and me and the bottom. Flipping it around just made me feel really good.”

Eric kissed the top of her head, “As long as you are happy, I am happy.”

Trinity cuddled up against him, “I am. Thank you. I love you, goodnight.”

Isla +13 VP (62)