Alexandra's Wish - More Eric

Round 4 - Tuesday - Alexandra's Date - Final Day

Valerie finally relaxed. She was having a really good time. Once the two of them got over their initial awkwardness, they really started to hit it off. Isla didn't actually know a lot about Earth, but she had spent some time here when planning her season.

Turns out Isla shared her love of reality competition shows, like Survivor and Fear Factor. They'd been talking so long they'd both completely lost track of time.

“So anyway,” Isla was saying, “I would love to MOO!” Isla immediately covered her mouth. She shrugged, obviously not wanting to MOO again.

“Oh no, sorry Isla. Umm, we can go to the bathroom and I can help you out.”

Isla shook her head and to Valerie’s surprise pulled down her cow print shirt exposing her breasts. Isla gestured for Valerie to come closer.

Valerie looked around but nobody else seemed to be watching, “Wait, you want me to help you right here?” Isla nodded. Valerie hesitated for a moment, but then decided fuck it, might as well.

Valerie switched seats to be close enough and brought her mouth down over Isla's nipple. As she started to suck she savoured the taste. It was really quite delicious. She forgot about the other diners as she drained the first tit. As she sat back up she looked around but nobody was paying attention to them. So she shrugged and did the other one too.

When she was done Isla pulled her shirt back up and grinned, “Thanks. I bought a reality adjustment so it's always acceptable for me to breastfeed or be milked. Anywhere, by anyone.”

Valerie couldn't help but laugh, what a ridiculous thing this show had led to, “Wow. That's great Isla,” Valerie reached out and grabbed her hand, “You know, I'm having a really great date.”

Isla blushed again, “Ya me too.”

“Disgusting,” they heard a man's voice behind them. Valerie turned to see an elderly man shaking his finger at them, “What a shameless display. There are children here you know.”

Valerie briefly felt ashamed, but then remembered what Isla said. If he wasn't talking about the breastfeeding…, “What are you talking about?” She asked.

The old man's face was red, “Really? You want to play that game? We don't need your gay agenda here. This is a good Christian town.”

Oh, of course, two women holding hands. The horror. She was about to yell at him but it turns out that wasn't necessary. The store owner came over, “Harold get the fuck out of here. You've harassed my customers enough. Leave before I call the police,” the old man grumbled and muttered something about Satan and them all going to hell but eventually he did leave. The owner looked at them apologetically, “I am so sorry. Nobody deserves to be harassed like that. You know what, do you two like chocolate?” Both nodded, “Great. I'll bring you a little treat, on the house.”

The owner left and Valerie stared at Isla, “Sorry about that. Humans can be dicks.”

Isla laughed, “That's nothing, have you forgotten everything about me? If I had my powers I would have turned him into a gay himbo. But maybe a life well lived is the best ****?”

“Look at you, with the emotional growth and all that.” Valerie teased. Isla just smiled back. Soon they were served a delicious chocolate cake. When they were done they were surprised again when the owner gave them their whole meal for free. Valerie had taken out all her remaining BP as USD and still had a bunch of money to spend.

Isla wiped her face with a napkin, “You ready to go?”

“Ya, let me call a taxi. We don't have enough time to walk to the course.” Valerie put down a large tip and they headed outside to wait.

Stephanie looked at the stage she'd just finished designing. It looked just as she'd imagined. It was fun, using magic like this.

She'd discovered Mali had set up a few tricks for certain contestants. Trying to help some and hurt others. She was surprised it wasn't against the rules they'd been given, but decided to leave it alone. She wasn't about to sabotage anyone, but what Mali had done seemed small enough. More of a prank than a true sabotage.

She mentally checked her list for her next task

Argh, 50000 unique avatars? That was going to take forever. Still it's not like time had any meaning in this void, and she knew she could get away with making at least a few of the avatars silly. Maybe a large or a satyr. Ooh definitely a self insert too. Ok, maybe this wasn't so bad. She grinned, not that anyone would ever know, and got to work.

Yaz was sitting on a bench watching people walk by. It was nice, just sitting alone, enjoying the weather. She felt normal. Well, as normal as one could when wearing a chastity belt.

Still, she was happy enough. This competition was almost over. She'd made it over the 100 VP threshold and had the whole rest of her life to explore and figure out what she wanted.

She had an inkling of an idea. One she'd discussed with Valerie. Something she'd be good at, that would also be fulfilling. Of course she'd always have Eric, and the others, but she wanted something for herself.

She was a little surprised when she recognized Felicia hurrying past her. Felicia was dressed and moving as fast as she could in her stilettos. Yaz was curious about the Android app so she pulled out her phone. Huh, it looks like adjustments are free. Yaz could have sworn they were supposed to cost BP, but she was a bit of a bimbo then.

For fun Yaz played around. She made Felicia unable to lie. Made her walk 50% slower. Changed her hair colour to teal. She saw a box for subject unaware and checked it. Yaz got off the bench and set off after her. It was easy to catch up now.

Felicia now had bright teal hair and appeared to be running in slow motion. She got some odd looks from others but Felicia didn't seem to notice.

“Hey Felicia, where are you off too?” Yaz asked cheerily.

Felicia scowled, “Huh? Oh. The bimbo. Fuck, since you are here, can you help me? Just slap my tits, I need…”

Yaz didn't wait for her to finish. SMACK! Yaz hit her as hard as she could on the tit. To Yaz’s surprise Felicia cried out in pleasure, not pain.

Felicia shook her head, “Um. Thanks. My transformation you see. Uh, since you are so helpful, do you know where I could get my tits pierced?”

Yaz laughed, was she serious? Well, the look on her face was serious. “Oh uh, I can google it.”

“What's a Google?” Felicia asked.

Yaz ignored her and searched, “Got it. Follow me, there is a tattoo parlor right around the corner.”

Yaz led her to the shop and Felica immediately asked them to pierce her nipples. She was lucky they had availability and asked her to pick out a piercing. She really didn't seem to care and selected simple bars.

Yaz decided to wait in the lobby while Felicia went back for the piercing. It was relatively quick and Felicia didn't make any sound at all. When she returned Yaz could easily see the bars poking through her nipples against the very tight turtleneck.

“Right so that'll be 84.68.” The man said to her.

Felicia stared at him, “84 what?”

Yaz fought to suppress a giggle. “Dollars…” The man said with a blank face.

Felicia shook her head, “Well I don't have any of those. Sorry but I should be getting back now. Thanks for the piercing.”

She turned to leave but the man caught her arm, “Hey you aren't going anywhere. I'm going to have to call the police. Unless your friend can pay for you.”

Yaz shrugged, “Sorry, I'm all out.” Yaz actually would have helped, but she didn't have any way of paying either. “Wait, I can call Eric. He must be nearby. Don't call the police, our friend will come to pay.”

The man sighed, “I don't know. I can't afford to turn down new customers because I'm babysitting her. How do I know that she won't just run away as soon as my back is turned?”

Yaz had tried calling Eric, and Alexandra too, but nobody answered. She decided to call Ciela, who picked up immediately, “Hello Yaz,” She whispered, “Put the man on the phone.”

Yaz shrugged and handed the phone to the man. He nodded along for a few minutes and then handed the phone back to Yaz, the call already disconnected.

“Uh so…um ok. She says red here is an expert at cleaning and maintenance of tattoo parlors and I should let her work off the debt. One hour and she's free to go. Um also…” the man pulled a box out from under the counter, “She says I am supposed to lock you up in this.” He opened the box and pulled a bunch of metal pieces and chains.

Felicia took a little convincing but eventually donned her maid uniform and got to work. Yaz let him lock her in the chastity bra and thigh bands. Chains then connect wrist cuffs to her existing belt, the thigh bands to each other, and then he locked on a collar with a bell to complete the set up

“Uh I don't really know why I went through with that but ya…you are free to go…or uh…wait for your friend.” The man blushed, he looked really flustered. He'd been very robotic when dressing her, even when she'd taken off her shirt. Now he was back in control and quite embarrassed.

Yaz was able to put her skirt back on but left her shirt behind. She decided to leave Felicia on her own, she'd tried to help, but didn't really owe the new girl anything. She waved bye, but Felicia didn't even notice. Yaz headed out to explore some more, albeit with very short steps.

Alexandra was feeling great. Like a huge weight lifted from her. She felt like she could finally heal, and move on. She knew now that she was worthy of being loved.

They'd held hands the whole way back. They talked too, a decade of catching up. He'd been her best friend, she'd been his. Nothing could erase that history. It was like finding a part of herself she'd lost. It was wonderful.

Still, they were in the final hours of the competition. She didn't want to focus only on herself. As the final date night she had the responsibility to share him with everyone else.

“Eric,” she said touching his chest, “I would like you to buy something for me, with my BP.”

Eric nodded, “Ya of course. Whatever you want.”

Alexandra pointed him to the purchase and he bought it. Trinity's lamp appeared in her hands.

Alexandra 20300 BP -> 300 BP

She rubbed it and Trinity appeared in a plume of blue smoke, she grinned at Eric, “Oh hello husband, future sister-wife, your wish is my command.”

Alexandra nodded, “Hi Trinity, I wish each contestant had a copy of Eric beside them which will last until midnight. Each copy will be identical to Eric right now and be capable of giving VP. Once time expires the real Eric will gain the memories of all his copies.”

Trinity rubbed her chin, “Ok. I could do one copy until midnight or all the copies for 30 minutes.”

“30 minutes,” Alexandra decided, her idea was to get everyone VP. A second Eric would help, but 10 Eric's would help more, “Thanks Trinity.”

Trinity snapped her fingers, “Wish granted. Ok I have to get back to…um, can't say. You two have fun. Make my husband happy!” Trinity disappeared just as she'd come.

Alexandra blinked. There were two Eric's standing in front of her. Opps, she hadn't specified that she didn't need a copy.

“Whoa. Trippy.” Both Eric's said simultaneously. They reached out and touched hands, mirroring each other.

Alexandra grinned, might as well take advantage, “Ok we have 30 mins for both of you to fuck me. This is probably my last chance for a MMF threesome so let's get to it.” She grabbed one hand of each Eric and pulled them to the bed. She knelt on the bed and directed one Eric behind her and another in front. Neither needed more instruction than that and soon she was totally full.

Eric A pounded her from behind while Eric B was ramming his cock into her mouth. It felt fantastic. It wasn't long before all three of them came together.

After both Eric's pulled out she swallowed and wiped her mouth, “That was great. I have another idea.” She described it to them and had one of them lie down on the bed. She straddled him and leaned forward, slowly sliding down on his cock.

She felt the other Eric rubbing lube on her ass and then slowly push himself inside. She'd never experienced anything like this before. Both had the magical transformation to make their cocks as large as possible for the sex act in question and so she felt totally, wonderfully full.

The Eric below her grabbed her chest and slowly started to push with his hips. The Eric behind her started to pull out and push back. It took a while for the three of them to get into a good rhythm but once they did she was in heaven. She came but she yelled out, “Don't you dare fucking stop!” So both Eric's kept going. Again and again she came. They fucked her until her brain turned to mush.

“Times up!” the Eric behind her yelled. Both Eric's let go and filled her completely. Panting she fell forward onto the Eric she was riding as the Eric behind her disappeared.

Double Penetration +10 VP

Eric kissed her, “That was wild, I remember both perspectives at the same time. I even remember what all the other Eric's got up to.”

She kissed him back and rolled over beside him, “Really? Tell me about it.”

“Well,” Eric began, “Marcos and Beatriz did the strangest thing…”

Marcos opened the door to find Beatriz waiting for him, “Beatriz! What did you do?” Beatriz had obviously been transformed. Her chest was larger, almost as big as his. One nipple was pierced and she had a small tattoo of a rose on her thigh.

She smiled at him, “Hey you, umm, ok don't be mad. I made some deals for extra BP.”

Marcos frowned, “I'd never be mad at you, but why? And is this temporary?”

Beatriz stuck out her tongue, “Why? You don't like them?” She lifted up her tits.

Marcos shook his head. Actually she looked hot. Even the tattoo looked amazing. He just didn't want her changing herself for the wrong reasons.

Beatriz stood up and walked over to him. She put a finger under his chin and lifted his face, “Ok so the bigger tits are permanent. The tattoo, well, it's as permanent as a real tattoo. I could go through treatment to remove it later. The piercing is removable, but I'll feel a need to replace it if I remove it. But I have enough BP for…” she was going to keep going but was surprised by two Eric's suddenly appearing.

The Eric's looked at each other, and at Marcos and Beatriz, “Wow. I guess we are copies then.” They spoke at the exact same time and pace, it was weird.

Beatriz giggled, “Whoa. Foursome anyone?”

Both Eric's shrugged, “Whatever you two want. Alexandra wished us into existence to help everyone get VP. Only 30 minutes though.”

Beatriz pulled out her phone, “Actually this is perfect timing. Ok, I saved BP for a temporary transformation but I need Eric. Either Eric. I need your permission to buy this.” Marcos saw her show her phone to one of the Eric's.

He nodded, “Sure. You have my permission. Anything to help.”

Beatriz turned to Marcos, “This is for you babe. Please don't be mad.”

She pushed something on her phone and then touched the closest Eric. Beatriz was naked so Marcos was able to watch as a penis suddenly appeared between her legs. Almost instantly it started to swell to a raging erection.

Beatriz grabbed it with her hand, “Whoa. Cool. Hey I got your balls too.”

The Eric she had swapped with pulled down his pants. Marcos could see Beatriz’ pussy there between his legs, “Wow. Weird.”

Beatriz laughed and swung it around, “This is fun. Oh um ok it only lasts for 15 minutes. Marcos I thought either you could eat out my pussy on Eric's body, or let me fuck you. I mean I've used a dildo on you before right, it will still be my body on top of you.”

Marcos gulped. She'd really got to bat for him. Taking permanent transformations for this plan. He couldn't turn her down. He looked at Eric. It didn't matter that he saw Beatriz' pussy, that was still a man. Beatriz was right, it wasn't that different from a dildo. “Ok, let's do it. Except maybe the Eric's can just watch?” Marcos thought about asking them to leave, but he considered he might not get any VP if he excluded them.

Both Eric's nodded, “Ya of course. Oh, Beatriz, do you have condoms?” Both Eric's spoke in sync, it was quite off-putting.

Beatriz smiled back, “Duh. I'm a pervert not an idiot.”

Both Eric's left and Beatriz ripped Marcia's clothes off. She pushed him onto the bed and jumped on top of him. The feel of their breasts pushing into each other helped distract him from the monster dangling between her legs. He moaned as Beatriz moved lower to kiss him between his legs. She brought him just to the edge of orgasm before backing off, “Nuh uh. You don't get to cum before I do “

He watched her push a condom down over her penis and then get in position, “Are you ready? I know this seems sudden, you didn't have a long time to think about it. Don't be afraid to tell me no. Never be afraid of that. I love you now and forever no matter what.” Beatriz stroked his cheek as she spoke.

Marcos nodded, “I'm ready Bea. Fuck me. Take full advantage and see what it's like from the other side. Don't hold back on my account.”

She nodded and used a hand to slowly guide herself in. It was true that Beatriz had used dildos on him before, but this felt so different. He was surprised by how good it felt.

By the look on Beatriz' face she was surprised too, “Oh my god, this is what it feels like? Wow. Holy fuck I have this need to just like, wow, start jackhammering you. I just don't want to hurt you.”

Marcos pinched her nipple, “Go for it. I'm small, but I'm not a doll.”

Beatriz grinned, “You are whatever I say you are, doll.” Then she started to thrust in and out. Faster and faster. Marcos felt his tits bouncing back and forth and watched hers swinging. It was a beautiful sight. He let himself go, relax and experience the pleasure. This wasn't what he'd been afraid of. This was just another way for him and Beatriz to have sex, and it was beautiful.

He smiled and told Beatriz to roll them over. On top now he started to ride her, remembering his favourite position from when he had a penis. He did his best to emulate how Beatriz had rode him, and evidently it worked, Beatriz started moaning his name. “Marcos, oh my god, Marcos! I love you so much, holy fuck. Thank fuck for this magic dick, I never want it to end.”

Marcos grinned and decided to switch things up again. Getting off and moving quickly he turned around and sat back down. Now riding reverse cowgirl he did his best to bring Beatriz pleasure, “Fuck it gets even better?” Beatriz cried out, “Fuck I can't take it, I'm cumming.” Beatriz grunted as she came and Marcos climbed off and turned around.

Sex with Master +10 VP (-8 VP penalty for genital swap)

“So, you like having a cock?” He asked.

Beatriz grinned, “Well it was special for one time. Ok, it was amazing. But I don't want to be a man or anything.”

Marcos pulled the condom off and set it aside. He grabbed the cock and grinned, “Well this is still more for you to experience.” He licked his lips suggestively.

“Marcos you don't have to…” Beatriz started to say, but Marcos cut off her by leaning forward and taking the cock in his mouth. He never thought the day would come when he gave a blowjob. He never thought anything in this competition could make him do it. Despite getting a woman's body he always saw himself as a man.

But as he'd thought about gender and sexual identity he'd realized a lot. It didn't matter what body he had, or Beatriz had. They loved each other and would spend the rest of their lives together. He didn't care about VP right now, he just wanted to get her the experience, the pleasure, that she now had the opportunity to try.

He didn't focus on what he was feeling, instead he listened to her, felt how her body reacted. He did everything he could to give her the best experience possible. Just before she was about to cum she yelled at him not to swallow. He was confused but obeyed and was pleasantly surprised that she'd made it taste like chocolate.

Blowjob +5VP (-4 VP for genital swap)

“Kiss me. Give it back to me.” She ordered.

He did as she asked, kissing her and pushing the load into her mouth. She moaned as she savoured it.

Cum kiss +3 VP (both)

Marcos broke off the kiss and looked over at the Eric's. One was buried on his phone and the other had his hand buried in his/Beatriz' pussy. Marcos watched in odd fascination as he came.

Gave Master a new experience +4VP (Beatriz)

The Eric who has been on his phone set it down, “Well you are at 98VP Marcos. And Beatriz has 30 seconds left with that cock. I think you'll need to get the rest from the competition tomorrow.”

Marcos nodded, he looked down at Beatriz, “Thank you for helping me my love. What did you think about it? Did you like having a cock?”

Beatriz grinned, “It was fun. Not that I want to switch full time or anything but it was pretty awesome to try. Thank you so much Marcos, what an experience.” She pulled him down and kissed him passionately.

“Sorry to interrupt,” One of the Eric's said, “But we have a few minutes left. Still want that foursome?”

Marcos didn't have to hear it to know his partner's answer, of course she did.

“And if you'll indulge us…we have a lot of BP to spend tonight. One of the copies actually earned BP so this will use a few hundred st least…” The other Eric copy said trailing off.

Suddenly Marcos noticed he was floating up. Eric whispered something in Beatriz 'ear and handed her a length of rope. Beatriz giggled and grabbed hold of Marcos and quickly tied his hands together. Then she jumped, impossibly high, and attached the rope to the ceiling. Marcos found him suspended by his wrists, except it was like he weighed almost nothing. He was hanging down, but there was no strain in his arms.

He watched as the Eric's tied Beatriz' arms behind her and attached a spreader bar to her legs. Then they positioned her so her face was right against Marcos’ pussy. One Eric stood behind her and the other knelt in front of her. One started to fuck her while the other ate her out.

Marcos felt Beatriz' tongue start to tease him, but if she pushed too hard he would float away and then slowly swing back. Beatriz came first, and second. Marcos was still just being teased, she couldn't really get into a rhythm with how light he seemed to be.

The Eric fucking her came too, and the one eating her out brought her to a third orgasm. They freed her legs but kept her arms tied. “We will disappear in a few moments. Enjoy you two. The ropes will disappear on their own eventually. The weightlessness will last longer, so don't worry about crashing to the ground.” Just as he finished speaking both Eric's disappeared.

“Just you and me now my love,” Beatriz stepped back and kissed his leg, “Do you want to cum too?”

“Yes.” Marcos said urgently.

Beatriz teased him with a slow lick of his slit, “Yes what?”

“Yes Mistress.” He tried again. Beatriz laughed and started trying to get him off for real. It seemed his weightlessness wasn't actually that big of an issue, she had just been teasing him before. He smiled and he felt the pleasure rising in his body. His life certainly wasn't going how he expected, but Beatriz made it all worthwhile.

Alexandra listened to Eric's perspective of his time with Marcos and Beatriz, “Wow. So Marcos actually sucked your cock?”

Eric shook his head, “No. Well yes. But no. I think Marcos has accepted that sexuality and gender aren't binary. He was just trying to please his fiancee. It had nothing to do with me.”

Alexandra nodded, “Ya. You are right. Good for them. I hope he can get enough VP in contest to avoid elimination.”

Eric agreed, “Ya. Me too. Speaking of elimination Felicia got really close to that 100VP threshold…” Eric started to explain what happened with Felicia.

Felicia swore. Who does this guy think he is, making her clean his disgusting bathroom. Sure she'd had to do it back on the yacht this morning, but for all his flaws Eric at least kept things in good condition.

This loser probably had never cleaned before. She wanted to vomit, but her cleaning compulsion kept her going. She spent her whole hour in the bathroom, her training making her focus on the worst part.

She felt the hour end as the compulsion disappeared. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was sweaty. Her tits ached to be touched. She was angry. Then she saw Eric standing behind her.

“The fuck are you doing here?” She demanded to know.

“Hello to you too,” He said smiling, “Alexandra made a wish. Created a copy of me beside every contestant. I'm here for 30 minutes.”

“Well you can go fuck yourself then.” She said angrily.

Eric frowned, “You are speaking in a normal volume. I never gave permission…what gives?”

Crap, Felicia thought, I can't let him know. Should have just whispered, “Oh I bought a permission day pass with BP.” She lied.

“Oh, makes sense,” Whew, he bought it, “Anyway I am here if you want to earn VP. I think it would be a good idea to take advantage.”

Felicia wanted to tell him to fuck off again, but held her tongue. He was right, unfortunately. She'd rather indulge this bastard now then suffer an exit transformation. She might do well in the competition, but she should get as much as she could now.

She crossed her arms over her chest as sighed, “Fine. You'd know better than me, how can I get VP from you now?”

“Well if you'd like I could eat you out, that will earn you a little bit. Then you could also get VP from a titfuck, as well as a facial and getting cum on your tits.” Eric said very matter of fact.

“Fine. Whatever. Make it quick.” She leaned back against the counter and lifted her skirt. She wasn't expecting much from this guy. He nodded and immediately got to work. She thought he'd just try to get it over and done with but he surprised her by gently teasing her. She was about to bark at him to get it over with but then she couldn't help but moan as his tongue slid along her slit.

He kept going, teasing her, then pleasing her. She felt her chest heaving as she approached her peak. She took it back, this guy did know what he was doing. Not that she'd tell him that. “Oh fuck…” she cried out as she came. She gripped the counter hard as her body shook.

Master ate her out +3 VP

When she recovered she lowered her skirt and tried to smooth it out. She avoided eye contact, she didn't need him to know how good it felt. Well, time for more VP. She got on her knees and quickly pulled down his pants. Unlike him, she didn't feel the need to tease beforehand. She went straight to it, pulling her top off and doing her best to make him cum.

She didn't bother looking at his face, she didn't need to know if he was enjoying it. She just wanted to get it over with. Maybe she really was just that good, or he agreed with her, because he quickly came, spreading his disgusting cum all over her chest.

Titfuck +4 VP

Cum on tits +3 VP

She sighed again, it still wasn't enough. She looked up at him, “Ok. Just get it over with. Cum on my face.” She said softly. She closed her eyes and mouth. She expected him to start stroking himself but instead she almost instantly felt the hot sticky cum hit her face.

Facial +3VP

There was just so much of it. She could feel it everywhere. All over her face and hair, not to mention her tits. “Fucking disgusting.” She said aloud. She didn't realize she had whispered it. She couldn't even open her eyes, he'd gotten her there too.

She felt him wipe away from her eyes and she blinked open. He looked sympathetic at least. “Here,” he said, passing her the wet cloth he'd been using, “You have my per…” before he could finish he disappeared. Fucker.

She stood up and looked in the mirror. She was a mess. She took the cloth and tried to wipe at her face, but for some reason she couldn't do it. Oh no, he'd been about to give her permission wasn't he? Fuck. She pulled her top back on and threw the cloth on the floor. She figured he'd be on the boat so she stormed out of the tattoo parlor and headed down the street, still not aware of how slow she was moving.

Her attire and cum covered face got her some odd looks, but nobody stopped her. Her outfit felt really uncomfortable. At first she thought it was just the cum staining the top, but then she realized she must have gained her transformation back. “Test…Fuck.” She tried speaking but it came out as a whisper. “That fucker.” She whispered again. Ciela couldn't give it back without her consent, so it must have been his doing. She picked up speed, she was going to give him a piece of her mind.

Alexandra laughed, “Wait did you get out the permission or not?”

Eric shrugged, “I'm not sure actually.”

That made her laugh even harder, “So she's got cum all over her face and has to walk all the way home? That's fantastic. Oh, did you give her permission to wear clothes or is she naked?”

“Oh, about her permissions…”

Ciela was sitting at a desk on the bridge staring at the schedule in front of her. She had her phone out looking at the scoreboard. She had her pen in her mouth as was slowly twirling it around as she struggled with her problem.

She was trying to think of how to save everyone from elimination. She knew there was the potential to lose VP in the upcoming votes and challenge so it wasn't enough to just reach 100 VP. But also there was only one Eric and she knew she couldn't get Marcos to fuck him, just like she'd been unable to convince Felicia to eat her out.

She was trying to schedule the rest of Eric's time. She'd promised Alexandra that dinner would start at 6, if it too an hour that left 5 hours of fucking and sucking to plan. She also knew mostly who had done what activities with Eric already. Even though she'd lost her ability to view everything going on, she still had her memories from before her loss. Well, most of them. Some were sealed away to avoid giving her any advantage in the challenge.

“Ciela?” She heard Eric's voice behind her. Startled, she nearly fell out of her chair.

She swirled around to look at him. She felt herself blush, but didn't know why, “Oh. Um Eric. What are you doing here, shouldn't you be with Alexandra?”

Eric shook his head, “I'm a copy. For 30 minutes. What are you doing, and why are you naked?”

Ciela was naked. It was just too uncomfortable since Felica had given her that transformation. Not that she minded, it must have really been bothering her. She just wanted everyone else to feel good after all.

She momentarily pulled the pen out of her mouth, “Oh um. Just more comfortable this way.” She was torn. Lying to him was clearly wrong, but telling him the truth would upset him and Felicia. Oh, what to do?

“Right,” Eric seemed unconvinced, “And what's with the pen? You've barely taken it out of your mouth…wait…turn around.”

Oh no, he sounded upset. She hoped he wouldn't be mad, but she'd had a good reason. Slowly she turned around, she felt goosebumps as his hand traced the tattoo on her lower back.

“Ciela…” he didn't sound upset anymore, just worried, “Why? I would have done anything to help you avoid this.” She knew he wasn't lying. That is precisely why she'd done it. To save him having to work so hard.

“It was my decision,” she defended her choice, “I figured I already have a craving for oral sex. I also have perfect health no matter what I consume. The pen is a stopgap. I'm going to buy a bunch of lollipops later.”

The Lips tattoo had been too tempting. 20 VP for what, wanting something in her mouth? She basically already had that. She saw it as a good investment. It meant she was so close to being safe.

Ciela 5000BP -> 0 BP

+20 VP

Lips Tattoo - The contestant will receive a tramp stamp of lips. She’ll gain an oral fixation, constantly needing to have something in her mouth, preferably phallic, even more preferably Eric’s cock. She will receive 20 VP.

Eric surprised her by pulling her into a hug from behind. It felt warm. Safe. She put her hand over his arms, “It's ok Eric. Thank you for your concern, but it's my job to look after you. Not the other way around.” She whispered to him.

He sighed, “That's the other thing, Felicia gave you her transformation?”

She nodded, “Yes. But I don't mind. Really. Umm, may I please speak Master? Oh, and wear clothes?”

Eric scowled, “I'm sorry but it's not ok. Just one minute,” He pulled out his phone. She couldn't see what he was doing, but could guess well enough, “Ok. Try to speak now.”

“What did you do?” She replied in a normal voice.

“I sent the transformation back to her, and locked all her transformations. She can't give them away and you can't accept them. Unfortunately I had to earn BP to do so…it's going to be tricky to spend all of this.”

Eric 10700 BP -> 20700 BP

Ciela nodded, “May I?” She held out her hand. Eric nodded and gave it to her.

It was a lot of BP to spend. Unfortunately since it was the final day a lot of the temporary transformations were gone, or didn't spend many BP. He was going to have to do a few more drastic things.

She highlighted a few options for him.

“Ok this one is perfect. I don't do anything half assed, so I'm going to do this with or without the transformation. You might as well use BP up.”

Personal Assistant+ - Ciela now considers herself to be on the clock 100% of the time. She will make it her life mission to organize Eric's life to bring him happiness. She will enthusiastically obey any command he gives her. 3000 BP

“But the **** obedience…” Eric started to protest, but then he shook his head, “Fine.” He bought it.

20700 BP -> 17700 BP

“Ok next, these ones.” Ciela pointed out some more.

My tits are down here - People will have a hard time looking Ciela in the face, instead choosing to look at her chest. She may never protest anyone looking. 1000BP

Save it for later+ - Eric gains the ability to modify the number of edges that will result in a spanking for Sarah (this will also change the number of orgasms she experiences if given permission). He may delegate this ability for up to 24 hours at a time. 2000 BP

Central Bankers+ - Marcos has been dealing with high inflation for a while. Time for an economic shock to bring it under control. His breasts will become F cups and stop growing. In exchange he can no longer pick out his own clothes, or spend any money/BP without permission. Anyone can give him permission, but Eric's control will override others. 3000 BP

Motivated Workers - The crew of The Master's Prize are golems perfectly suited for the job, but still, they are capable of independent thought. Once the show ends the host will no longer be in control of them to keep them in line. To help Eric control them each golem will be fitted with a permanent chastity device. They will experience sexual pleasure only when being praised by Eric and his Harem and will experience electric shock when displeasing them. 6000 BP

“Whoa Ciela, I can't do that! Ok the first two are fine, I suppose. The one for Marcos, I guess it's ok too. Beatriz can give him permission to dress and he seems to have given up having small tits. But really? I can't do that to the crew.”

Ciela pouted, “But look how much BP it uses. They aren't real people remember, just golems.”

Eric shook his head, he wouldn't budge on this, she could tell.

“Ok, this one instead.”

Employment Contract - Eric will be given an employment contract with the crew. Eric may modify it to suit his needs at any time without the consent of the golems. The golems will be bound by the contract and cannot disobey it. 2000 BP

“See, you don't have to do anything with it. It still protects you against another Vivi/Didi situation and uses BP.” Ciela explained.

Eric nodded, “Ok fine.” He bought them all.

17700 BP -> 9700 BP

Ciela gulped, she'd had the pen out of her mouth for too long, “Um sir. If it's not too much to ask, could I suck your cock?”

Eric smiled back at her, “Wow I don't think I'll ever get used to you asking like that. Uh ya, for sure.”

Ciela smiled and knelt down, she pulled his pants down and pushed herself forward onto his cock. Wow, it tasted even better now with her oral fixation. She spent the rest of the copies time just worshiping his dick. He did a good job keeping time and came just as time expired.

She swallowed and licked her lips. So good! Now where did she put that pen?

Alexandra +10 VP (129VP 1st)

Marcos + 6VP (98 VP 8th)

Beatriz +7 VP (118 VP 3rd)

Ciela +20 VP (96 VP 9th)