Initial TF Results

“And that concludes our first voting period!” Sera clapped her hands together with a note of finality.

“Seriously? It’s only been like 30 seconds.” Alexis looked dubiously at the Host.

“Indeed. While it does stabilize when connected to an outside dimension, time within the Lily Garden flows at a variable rate.” Sera launched into a technical explanation. “In fact, given the average rate at which time flows in this pocket dimension, we should be finished with our 90 day competition in only a few days back on Earth. As for our voting system, it’s been tuned to ensure every viewer has a reasonable timeframe to cast their vote, regardless of their home dimension.”

As they all sat in confusion while they attempted to digest her explanation, Sera waved her hand to change the display once more—this time showing “Results” in bold letters at the top of the water curtain.

“Now, then! I see no reason to deviate from the order we’ve been using, so let’s begin with Miss Erica!”

“Wonderful.” The tomboy rolled her eyes.

“While there was certainly some competition early on, one transformation managed to hold on to the lead for the latter half of the voting period. That’s right—with 43.9% of the vote, the winner is Mistress Doesn’t Dream of Bunny Girl Osananajimi!”

Mistress Doesn’t Dream of Bunny Girl Osananajimi: As a dutiful casino worker, Erica can now only dress in sexy playboy bunny outfits. Once per week, she can challenge another contestant to a game, wagering up to 500 BP. Both players must agree on the amount wagered and the game that will be played. (Bunny Girl) (Minor Punishment)

“God dammit!” Erica cried out as another gust of wind picked her up out of her seat, petals swirling around her. She started glowing as the transformation took hold, and she could feel her clothing shift. When the glow faded, the gust of wind died down, and set her gently, albeit wobbly, on her new, shiny black heels. No longer dressed in her preferred casual wear, dark pantyhose clung to her toned legs, and a black strapless leotard, hugged her waist and breasts She scowled as she inspected herself, reaching behind to feel a white ball of fluff sewn on just above her ass. She didn’t need to reach for her head to feel the bunny ears adorning her new headband.

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“Shit! Come on, you were supposed to pick the childhood friend one! This sucks!” She complained to an audience she couldn’t see. “Jesus, does this thing have a corset or something?! This is way too fucking tight!” Her only solace was that the transformation wasn’t quite as thorough as she had worried. Ugh, at least they didn’t make the tail into some kind of buttplug. I do not want to imagine how bad that would have been.

As she turned to balance herself on her chair while she attempted to sit back down, she caught a glimpse of several of the others’ faces, including Aífe, who was currently staring up at the ceiling and blushing, having only barely managed to unglue her eyes from Erica’s ass before the tomboy caught her staring. As Erica chuckled at her friend’s terrible poker face, Aífe could only think to herself, Holy shit, those jeans were not doing her justice. Her ass is fantastic!

“This brings me to the topic of what happens to the losing transformations.” Sera segued into a new topic, “The transformation in second place will be guaranteed to be among your choices for the next transformation vote—regardless of how well you perform in the preceding challenge. For you, Miss Erica, that would be Like She Never Even Left with 36.59% of the vote. As for the third place option, it will be replaced with another transformation from the same path. Likewise, you will have one transformation from this week’s winning path as one of your options.”

“Well, at least I’ll know ahead of time what one of them will be. Geez—vote for the one I tell you to next time!” Erica once again yelled at the audience.

“Two additional notes before we move on to Miss Aoba—the first being that, should a transformation lose the vote twice, it will no longer carry over. After all, the audience would hate to see the same options over and over again. Secondly, should a path have its transformations place last twice, or lose more than three times between wins, that path will be eliminated and replaced with a new one.” An animated flowchart played on the water curtain as Sera described the process. “So, then—which transformation do you think you will be receiving, Miss Aoba?”

“Oni, oni, oni, oni…” Aoba was muttering a mantra—fingers crossed, and eyes screwed shut.

“You’ll be happy to hear, then, that—with 52.63% of the vote, You’re the Oni One for Me is the oni transformation you’ll be receiving from tonight’s vote!”

You’re the Oni One for Me: Aoba will take on the characteristics of an oni, namely red eyes, horns (that are a highly sensitive erogenous zone), elongated canines, sharp black nails, inhuman physical strength, and an increased libido. (Due to safety concerns, her horns, fangs, and claws will be magically unable to harm herself, other contestants, and the Mistress. This restriction will be slightly lifted during sex, just to the level that she can leave faint love bites and scratches, because that’s hot.) (Yōkai) (Reward)

Her eyes widened in surprise as the wind began circling around her, though more gently, since it wasn’t changing her entire outfit. The now familiar glow grew and subsided, and she was left staring at her new claws. She wasn’t sure if the black coloring on them was natural, or if they simply came pre-painted. As she moved her hands to her head to feel her new horns, she gasped with pleasure—these were very sensitive. She’d have to be careful with them.

“Phew, that wasn’t so bad.” Aoba breathed a sigh of relief as Erica sulked next to her.

“As for your other transformations, we actually have our first tie of the evening. As both Wearing Your Art on Your Sleeve and Secret, Secret! I’ve Got a Secret! received 23.68% of the vote, both will be rolled over to the next vote.”

Aoba’s relief turned to dread as she realized she wasn’t yet safe from the looming threat of the body paint transformation. Leaving the trembling oni to ponder her impending doom, Sera moved on to the next contestant.

“Now, I seem to remember a hint of disdain for your transformation options, Miss Pine. Have you reconsidered?”

“Bite me.” While it certainly wasn’t the worst two word response Cecilia could have given, Sera had already grown tired of dealing with her.

“No, I believe I’ll leave that to your Mistress. Speaking of—I’m certain Mistress Aífe will be pleased to hear that her lack of income will cease to be a concern. That’s right! With 45% of the vote, Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is claims victory! With Testament of Sister New Bitch coming in second at 32.5%!” Everyone expected another tirade from Cecilia, only for her to simply roll her eyes.

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is: Every time Cecilia insults the Mistress, 1% of her total assets will be transferred to the Mistress. This includes accounts, properties, stocks, trusts, breast size, and BP. If Cecilia is eliminated, the remainder of these assets will immediately be transferred to the Mistress. Once 100% of Cecilia’s assets have been transferred, she will receive a replacement transformation(s), and this path will change to (Bitch). (Rich Bitch) (Minor Punishment)

“Sure. Fine. Whatever. Just get it over with,” Cecilia tapped her foot, impatiently waiting for a flurry of petals.

“It’s already done, Miss Pine. That one didn’t require any spectacle.” Sera didn’t even wait for a retort before moving on. Sera’s gaze turned to Mallory, who could only gulp and avert her eyes out of nervousness.

“As it turns out, Miss Mallory, your options were quite popular. In fact, your transformation poll was tied with Miss Elise’s for the greatest number of votes received.” A bead of sweat ran down Mallory’s cheek as Sera spoke. “I’m sure you were unaware, but it’s standard policy for many seasons to call a tie if the two highest voted transformations are within a certain percentage of each other. This is to account for any sampling or calculation errors. For this season, that margin of error is 3 percent.”

“So, wait—you’re saying…” Mallory’s eyes widened in concern.

“We did not have to resort to the margin of error.” Sera smiled and Mallory relaxed upon hearing this. “Because your two highest voted transformations are perfectly tied!” That relaxation vanished as quickly as it came. “That’s right! With 38.64% each, both I’m Your Venus and Good Things Come in Tightly Wrapped Packages won! Since you technically do not have a runner up, only first and last place, you will not have any transformations rollover to the next vote.”

Mallory panicked rereading the second transformation as it appeared on the display. No! Why did it have to be that one!

“Now, then. There are several ways that tied votes can be handled. The default method would be for me to act as the tiebreaking vote—taking the Mistress’ wishes into account, of course. However, that method is not what I would prefer, so I’ll be using one of my vetoes.”

“Wait—does that mean that you can just ignore what the audience votes for?” Aífe chimed in, confused, “Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of having a vote in the first place?”

“Very astute, my dear, but there are 2 flaws in your line of thinking.” Sera corrected before elaborating, “The first is that any competent Host knows to be careful with their choice of veto. The second is that I can only use 3 vetoes per round—one of which I’ve already used.”

“What do you mean you already used it?!” Erica narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Did you change one of our results to give us a worse transformation?!”

“Not at all, Miss Erica.” Sera shook her head. “In fact, I didn’t use it on a contestant; I used it on Mistress Aífe.”

“Me? But I didn’t have a transformation vote.” Aífe was even more perplexed.

“Exactly. Normally, the specifics of the transformation to give you your new body would have been left up to a vote. I felt, however, that it would be more beneficial if I took the onus of that decision myself.” Sera placed a hand over her heart, displaying her earnestness in her duty. “That being said, all of your subsequent transformations will be left up to the audience.”

“You mean I’m getting transformed like everyone else?!” Aífe’s eyes widened in concern.

“Are you forgetting the fact that you were the first one to be transformed this evening? Of course, you’ll receive more transformations. Though, you’ll receive them half as often as your harem members, since all of your transformations will be rewards.” Sera put the Mistress at ease before turning her attention back to Mallory. “Now, back to the matter of how I’ll be using my second veto. I could simply give you both transformations, but I think that’s somewhat boring as far as solutions go. Therefore, I’ll be combining your 2 transformations, instead!”

Venus Wrapped in Silk and Sin (I’m Your Venus + Good Things Come in Tightly Wrapped Packages): Mallory will be unable to wear any fabric that is not sheer and/or skintight. Any clothes she wears that do not meet these requirements will transform into skintight latex/spandex/Lycra/etc. and/or sheer silk/nylon. Fortunately, tight clothing is quite good for Mallory’s health. The longer she spends in skintight clothes, the nicer her skin becomes—forever staying smooth, silky, clean, and hairless (only below her eyes). In addition, any parts of her body covered in skintight fabric (as well as the fabric itself) are mildly resistant to strain, injury, temperature, and befoulment. (Dancer + Fetishwear) (Combination)

They all took a moment to process the combined version of Mallory’s transformation. All in all, it seemed to be an even split between the two individual transformations. While it still had pretty much all the drawbacks of the punishment, it made up for it somewhat by spreading the benefits of the reward to most of her body—while also extending part of that benefit to her clothing.

“Now, as for the matter of your current attire…” Sera’s gaze dragged up and down Mallory’s nubile form. “I suppose that what you’re wearing technically fits the description. Your sports bra could be tighter, though. Hmm… I could simply adjust your current outfit to match the requirements more closely, but that’s not very fun. Besides, wouldn’t you like a head start on getting your skin looking perfect?” She snapped her fingers, and the wind picked up once again, lifting Mallory from her seat as she started to glow. When the glow faded, it took a moment for the realization of what she was now wearing to kick in. Her slender frame was now wrapped in a luxuriously silky bodystocking. Everything below her neck was covered in the sheer fabric… and nothing else, giving everyone present a clear view of all her most intimate places.

Showed the Mistress her breasts! +2VP
First time bonus! +2VP
Showed the Mistress her Pussy! +3VP
First time bonus! +3VP
Current score: 10VP

Mallory shrieked before covering herself and dropping into a crouch, hoping in vain that, somehow, nobody saw. Compounding her mortification was the fact that she was intimately familiar with this particular piece of clothing. After all, this wasn’t something that Sera had conjured, but rather something she summoned from one of the suitcases Mallory had brought with her. Why did it have to be this one instead of one of my latex suits?! At least that wouldn’t have shown them everything! Oh god, what’s Aífe going to think!? She’s probably thinking I’m some sort of twisted pervert! Mallory snuck a glance at her former coworker, only to see Aífe staring down while fidgeting with her hands—blushing even more furiously than when she saw Erica’s transformation. In fact, she was blushing almost as much as Mallory. Wait… maybe she… likes me like this. She felt a heat begin to grow deep in her chest and abdomen. She shook those thoughts from her head—the last thing she needed right now was for everyone to see a wet spot on her crotch. She very carefully stood up and returned to her seat before pulling her knees up to her chest in an attempt to keep everything hidden.

“Quite the reaction! Don’t worry, your previous outfit was sent to the room you’ll be staying in. Though I did go ahead and transform it into latex to make sure it fits your new dress code.” Sera moved on once again. “Now, it’s your turn, Miss Elise. I remember there was one transformation in particular that you were quite excited for.” Elise took a moment to collect herself after what she just watched, before forcing a hopeful smile onto her face.

“Does this mean I get magic?” She asked weakly.

“There was quite the back-and-forth, actually. Quite a few of our viewers wanted to see your breasts engorged and filled with milk. A certain other Host I’m acquainted with was very insistent.” Sera’s words had Elise nearly ready to cry. “Unfortunately for our milk lovers out there, though, Lily Witch Academia established a solid lead in the latter half, and won with exactly 50% of the vote! Bountiful Mother came in second with 35.71% of the vote!”

Lily Witch Academia: Elise will find herself with rudimentary magic powers. Either by experimenting on her own, or by finding books detailing the process, she will be able to learn some basic spells. But be careful—an inexperienced witch will sometimes make mistakes when casting, leading to unpredictable, often sexy results. As a side effect of this transformation, Elise will also experience a shift in her sexuality, from straight to lesbian. (Fantasy) (Reward)

Another wave of Sera’s hand, and the wind lifted Elise like it had the others. Once she stopped glowing and set her feet back on the ground, she could hardly contain her excitement as she examined her new outfit. She was surprised to have been given a wardrobe change at all, taking in the soft fabric of her beautiful, albeit quite short, purple dress, before giddily reaching up to clutch the wide brim of what was definitely going to be her new favorite hat. Once she finished admiring her new hat, she reached back down to tug at the hem of her dress.

“This dress is definitely far more daring than what I’d normally wear, but, all things considered, I’m quite happy with how this went! Ooh, I can’t wait to start practicing my magic!” Elise turned to see rather scathing looks from both Erica and Mallory—now **** to dress more daringly enough that Elise would likely faint if she had to wear something similar. Elise faltered—first at their glares, and then at their appearances. She was just now feeling the second part of her transformation. A blush crept up her cheeks as she experienced a newfound appreciation for the female form—especially as she was surrounded by quite a few lovely examples of it. Oh, right—I suppose I really am gay now.

“Actually, that reminds me.” Aífe raised a hand to interject. “Before we go any further, can everyone tell me if they even like girls or not? I know Erica and Aoba do, and me as well, obviously, but what about the rest of you? It’d be just as shitty to **** a straight woman into a lesbian’s harem as it would be to **** a lesbian into a man’s harem.”

“Um… luckily, I’m bi.” Mallory replied quietly.

“Well, I was straight until a moment ago. Now, however…” Elise blushed.

“I’m demisexual, actually,” Alexis began, “and I don’t have a preference either way, in terms of gender.”

“Someone’s gonna have to fill me in on what demisexual means.” Diona tilted her head. “Oh, I’m pan, by the way.”

“It’s on the asexual spectrum—it means I only experience sexual attraction to those I already have an emotional connection to.” Alexis explained before turning to Natalie. “What about you, blondie?”

“Oh, me? I’m gay as a songbird.” She cheerfully replied. They then turned to Cecilia, the only one who’s sexuality was still an unknown.

“… Ugh, fine! If you must know… I’m bi.” She responded quietly, blushing.

“That’s a weight off my shoulders, then.” Aífe sighed in relief.

“Excellent. Now that we’ve confirmed everyone’s sexual orientation, we should move on. We still have 3 contestants remaining, after all.” Sera moved to stand in front of Alexis. “Speaking of which, you had quite the sizable gap in your votes, Miss Alexis.”

“Let me guess—the vtuber one?” She replied, unenthused.

“Indeed! With a full two thirds of the vote, Live 2d in the 3rd Dimension won in a landslide! Your Princess is in Another Castle came in a distant second, with 19.44% of the vote!”

Live 2d in the 3rd Dimension: Alexis will transform to look like a real-life version of her vtuber avatar, she’ll automatically adopt her persona’s voice and mannerisms, and her name will change to match. Don’t worry, Aria Astaria will receive full legal documentation at the end of the season, free of charge. After all, deportation is not sexy. (Vtuber) (Neutral)

Sera snapped her fingers, and it was Alexis’ turn to be lifted into the air and transformed. Except she didn’t land on her feet, instead allowing herself to merely fall back into her chair, now sporting the blue skin, purple hair, and skimpy clothes of Aria Astaria. Everyone present knew for a fact that she had a different identity just a moment ago, but they could now only think of her as Aria.

“Ugh, this is what I get for requesting a model with huge titties.” Aria grumbled as she flexed her shoulders, getting used to the much greater weight now hanging from her chest. “Remind me to smack the artist who drew my model if I ever meet them.”

“Hey, at least you had a humanoid model.” Aífe attempted to cheer her up. “It could have been way worse. You could have been a fish vtuber, or something.”

“Fair enough…” Aria started before trailing off. “Shit! What about my family!? Do they still know me!?” She panicked at the thought of losing the only people in her former life that she cared about.

“Don’t worry, dear, you were still adopted as an infant by Marcus and Denise Jones. The only differences are the circumstances behind the adoption, and the name they call you.” Sera gently patted Aria’s shoulder to comfort her. The alien relaxed, her shoulders slumping as she was relieved from the stress.

“Fortunately, our next contestant seems far less concerned about the ramifications of her transformations. Isn’t that right, Miss Diona?”

“Bring it on. I’m down to clown.” Diona replied with confidence, daring the audience to do their worst.

“Well, apparently, their worst is Sweet Carolina with 52.94% of the vote! In addition, you’re the second person tonight to have a tie for second place, with both Pink is the New Black and The More the Merrier both receiving 23.53%!”

Sweet Carolina: Diona will now emit sweet-smelling pheromones that will relax those around her. While these pheromones are a mild aphrodisiac, they do not actually induce arousal, merely accelerate its buildup. In addition to smelling sweet, her skin and bodily fluids will also gain a slightly sweet, fruity taste. (?????) (Neutral)

Waiting a moment and noticing no obvious transformation, Diona took a sniff of her own wrist before giving it a lick. Mmm, cherry flavored. Pfft, that’s ironic. She chuckled to herself.

“That leaves us with our last contestant, Miss Natalie! So, which transformation do you think won, dear?” Sera turned and smiled toward the blonde.

“Well, I’m hopin’ it was the ice one, but your viewers kinda seem like horndogs, so I’m willin’ to bet it was that one that gets me all hot and bothered.” Natalie responded evenly. If she was very concerned, she wasn’t giving it away.”

“You’re spot on! While the two were neck and neck, and were even within the margin for a tie, a few last minute votes pushed The Female Ga(y)ze into first, with 44.12% of the vote! But don’t worry, you’ll have a second chance at those ice powers, since Soviet Winter came in second, at 35.29%!”

The Female Ga(y)ze: While being looked at by women she finds attractive, Natalie will steadily grow more aroused. The rate of arousal is proportional to the number of onlookers and the amount of skin she’s showing, and will be further increased if the Mistress is one of the onlookers. (Exhibitionist) (Minor Punishment)

Once again, they waited for signs of her transformation. A few moments passed, and Natalie suddenly felt it—the gaze of all the attractive women around her, especially Aífe. She could swear she felt their eyes moving up and down her body, leaving a trail of warmth everywhere they looked. She gulped as her cheeks flushed.

“Um…c-could y’all maybe not stare at me so much?” She requested bashfully. Realizing the problem, they all averted their eyes.

“With that finished, all that remains is the results of our first Best Girl Poll!” Sera clapped cheerfully as the display shifted once again.

Their reactions were mixed, to put it mildly.

“Holy shit, I’m first? Wait, if the audience likes me so much, then why did they put me in this stupid bunnygirl outfit?!”

“Probably because you’re hot, and they wanted to put you in a sexy outfit.” Aífe pointed out.

“Ok, I get that--but still, they could have picked a less shitty option!” Erica groaned. Meanwhile, the next two runners-up were astonished at how well they did.

“They scored me that highly? I’m the oldest one here; surely they would prefer someone younger, I would think.”

“How on Earth did I get 3rd?! I was up against an actual model!”

“Come on, don’t put yourselves down like that!” Erica cheered them on. “Seriously, you guys are way better than you’re giving yourselves credit for. Aoba, you’re cute as a button—of course they’d vote for you! And Elise, you seriously gotta quit with that whole ‘but I’m the oldest one here’ bit—you’re in great shape, and everybody loves MILFs. You were both shoe-ins in my book!”

“Erica’s right—both of you placed that highly because you both have great qualities!” Aífe nodded along. The next few were more neutral in their reactions.

“That’s better than I was expecting. I wonder if I’ll score higher next time, they seem to be into this stuff, after all.” Mallory mused while pulling at some of the fabric on her leg.

“Phew, I’m just glad I didn’t place last after that big reveal.” Natalie placed a hand on her chest as she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Yeah, about what I expected, considering I was a mess when I got here.” Aria looked down at her now significantly larger chest. “They’ll probably score me higher now that I’ve got these, though.”

“Damn, I figured I’d do a lot better, since this is supposed to be a sex show.” Diona groaned in disappointment. “I’m sure they’ll change their tune once they see me naked.”

There was one, meanwhile, obviously pretending to not be upset at placing last.

“Tch,” Cecilia clicked her tongue, “It’s not like it fucking matters, anyway. Besides, I couldn’t give two shits about the opinions of morons. I mean, come on! They ranked Natalie 5th! They clearly have shit taste!”

“I’d certainly advise against insulting our viewers,” Sera cautioned, “after all, they are who will decide how intense your future transformations will be.” Cecilia gulped slightly. “Another point of correction—the results of this poll do matter, as it’s now time to award BP!” That got their attention. “You will all be given a stipend of 1000 BP, per week, with an additional 500 BP for every five percent of the vote you receive in that week’s Best Girl Poll.” Sera waved her hand to display the updated scoreboard.

“Hold on—why does Mallory already have VP?” Aria asked. They all double-checked and confirmed that, yes, Mallory was currently in first place.

“That was due to the little show she put on for her Mistress earlier.” Sera smiled as if recalling a fond memory. “She earned points for showing Mistress Aífe her breasts and pussy, along with a bonus for it being her first time showing them to her.” Mallory could only curl tighter into a ball as she remembered her indecent state.

“Now, while I’m sure you all still have questions, I’m afraid it’s getting quite late. I’ll give you all a brief tour momentarily, but for now, that adjourns the opening ceremony of Harem Hotel: love Among the Lilies!” Sera concluded with a grand wave farewell to the audience.

Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who has stuck with the story so far, and everyone who voted! This is my first story of this nature (and the first story that I've ever written at all, outside of school assignments), so I truly appreciate all of my readers for taking a chance on it! I'm still very inexperienced as a writer, so I don't have any sort of schedule for when my next upload should be. If you want updates on writing progress or to ask any questions about this season, be sure to check out the HH Discord! - Luquier