Throw ‘em Back

The sun hung high in the sky as Dan and Kaylee made their way around the back side of the hotel, stepping onto the wide, grassy field that separated the hotel from the sparkling shoreline beyond. Ahead of them, a small stage had been set up, decorated with colorful streamers and banners that rippled in the breeze. It was almost as if they were walking up to a sporting event or maybe just a party to watch one.

“Maybe we should have brought chips and dip to this tailgate.” Dan mused aloud, further confusing Kaylee on what precisely a BP Event was going to entail.

As they approached, Dan could spy a few figures already gathered on the stage, chatting and milling about. Or rather, Gabby was milling around while Vanessa was chatting off Natalia’s ear. He almost couldn’t blame his beloved secretary for simply nodding along with the one-sided conversation.

Dan lifted his hand in a broad wave. “Hey!”

Gabby waved shyly back, her smile brightening immediately upon spotting them. Meanwhile, Natalia simply huffed, likely glad her boss didn’t ignore her many reminders of the event. Last, much like Gabby, Vanessa’s head snapped toward him like a sunflower to the sun, her face lighting up. Fitting as she was wearing a pretty yellow sundress adorned with sunflowers.

“Darlin’!” Vanessa sang as she skipped over to greet him. Before Dan could so much as brace himself, she leapt into him and gave him a quick squeeze of a hug, all the while beaming from ear to ear. “Glad you made it, Darlin’! I got a real good feelin’ about today’s game.”

Dan chuckled. “What’s the plan this time?”

Vanessa’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Mmm, now that’d ruin the surprise, wouldn’t it?” She winked. “Last one was real tame, if you ask me. So I went ahead and spiced this one up. Think y’all are gonna love it!”

Natalia, arms folded across her chest, gave a long-suffering sigh. “I don't like the sound of that…”

Vanessa giggled at her contestant's plight. “Oh, it won’t be that bad! And think of all that amazing BP you’ll get to spend afterwards. Maybe a few more fashionable TFs? Should be some more interesting ones in the shop for y’all.”

The secretary bit her lip at the likely bait. “So you say…”

Off to the side, Gabby had slipped down from the stage and wandered over to Kaylee’s side, offering her a soft smile. “Hi, Kaylee. Glad you’re here.”

Kaylee smiled back, placing a gentle hand on Gabby’s back. “Likewise, sweetheart. Still not sure what exactly we’ve gotten ourselves into, though.”

Gabby just giggled nervously. “Me either.”

Dan smiled at the sight before turning his gaze back toward the hotel. He loved the idea of the two getting closer. He knew she needed more human connections from what he knew about his young friend. And from the looks of things, Kaylee might be in the same boat.

As noon drew closer, Dan scanned the field and caught sight of a familiar figure walking toward them from the hotel. His heart lifted instantly. “Sam!”

Dan could see the smile on her face grow wide as her pace picked up. It still astonished him just how gorgeous his sibling was in this setting. The girl was a total knockout even with her caramel-brown hair hidden in a ball cap and her figure disguised by the oversized shirt and shorts. It took some real mental gymnastics for Dan to keep from separating the idea that this woman was his literal sibling. Regardless of the show's prodding, that was a line he would not cross.

It wasn’t long before his younger sister practically leapt into a hug, squeezing him tightly around the middle. Dan ruffled her head in return, chuckling warmly. “Glad you made it, sis. What about Tori?”

Sam pulled back and adjusted her baseball cap. “Maddy and Yui snatched her up a bit ago. Something about puppy stuff?” She shrugged. “Didn’t catch all the details.”

Dan laughed. “Yeah, that tracks. Maddy wanted to steal Kaylee’s dog for a walk. Guessing Tori got roped into it.”

Sam’s eyes shone. “Kaylee has a dog!? I wanna meet him!”

Dan squeezed his sister again, amused by the idea of scheduling a ‘Puppy Date’. “I’ll introduce the two of you later.”

As the clock crept closer to noon, Vanessa twirled her sunhat between her fingers, counting heads like a camp counselor. “One, two, three, four, five…” She clapped her hands together. “Be better with an even amount of folks… but I guess we’ll make do.”

Just as she prepared to launch into her hosting routine, Dan caught sight of someone else off to the side. A familiar head of chestnut brunette hair in a ponytail and a casual, oversized T-shirt was wandering toward the opposite path, clearly heading anywhere but the stage.

“Chloe!” Dan called, cupping his hands around his mouth.

The girl turned on her heel, shading her eyes with one hand. “Huh?”

“You here for the BP Event?” Dan shouted back.

Chloe blinked. Then jogged over in her usual loose, relaxed stride. “BP Event?” she echoed, squinting. “Another one?”

Natalia, clearly already out of patience, crossed her arms tighter. “Yes… I reminded you about this morning.”

Chloe tilted her head, not recalling her roommate's words. “Did you? Might have been half-asleep.”

Dan chuckled. “You wanna join? We’re about to start.”

Chloe hummed for a second before giving him a shrug. “Sure. Why not? Got nothin’ better to do.”

With Chloe officially in, Vanessa practically glowed with excitement. The host beamed even brighter, twirling once before striking a pose center stage. “And now we’re six! Perfect! Now gather ‘round!”

The host’s signature thousand-watt grin lit up her face as she turned dramatically toward an invisible camera, throwing her arms wide.

“Howdy y’all, and welcome back to another exciting BP Event here at Harem Hotel: Bros to Hoes Edition!” she crowed, her southern drawl practically dripping with excitement. “Today, our handsome Master and a few of his lovely ladies will compete for those sweet, sweet Bonus Points! And maybe gettin’ themselves into a little mischief while they’re at it!”

She winked mischievously at the invisible audience and continued with an explanation. “Now, for those new to these little shindigs, BP Events are optional competitions where our wonderful cast members can earn Bonus Points. An extra little currency to buy all kinds of goodies from the BP Store. Special clothes, helpful trinkets, even a few spicy transformations if they’re feelin’ adventurous.”

“Now then…” Vanessa spun on her heel, now addressing the six assembled contestants. “Howdy y’all!” she added with an extra sugary drawl.

The contestants waved back with varying levels of enthusiasm: Dan and Sam with big smiles, Gabby with a shy little flutter of her fingers, and Natalia with a suspicious squint. Chloe and Kaylee were on the same page about wanting to get this over with and onto the game.

“Hope y’all are feelin’ competitive, ‘cause today’s BP Event is…” Vanessa sang, drawing out the moment with a twirl of her hand, “Couples Beer Pong!”

With a theatrical snap of her fingers, a long white folding table appeared in the middle of the stage, complete with ten red cups neatly arranged in a classic triangle on each side. Ping-pong balls sparkled into existence midair before settling gently into a nearby bucket.

Dan, Chloe, and Sam immediately perked up, their eyes lighting up like kids on Christmas morning.

“Oh hell yeah,” Sam fist-pumped. “Finally, something I’m good at!”

Chloe cracked her knuckles confidently. “Been a while, but I can still sink a shot or two.”

“This might actually be a blast.” Dan chuckled, eager to break out his skills from college.

Meanwhile, Natalia frowned sharply, side-eyeing the setup. “I’ve never understood the fascination in playing with your beer… Just drink it like the brewers intended.”

Gabby looked even more lost, nervously wringing her hands together. “Isn’t it… like, a drinking game?”

Kaylee huffed quietly beside her. “It is. I haven’t played since my service days. Might be a little rusty.”

Before Vanessa could dive into more rules, Chloe raised a hand. “Hey, question.” She pointed at the cups. “Is there actual beer in there? I’m five years sober. Not breaking that for a stupid game.”

Dan blinked in surprise, feeling a swell of respect for the bully who had once made his high school life miserable. ‘Five years... that’s no small feat.’

Vanessa, however, just laughed lightly and shook her head. “No worries, hon. These cups are enchanted! They’ll taste like whatever drink you’re comfortable with. Water, soda, lemonade, coffee if you’re feelin’ frisky. You name it.”

Chloe nodded appreciatively. “Cool. I’ll stick with water.”

Meanwhile, Sam grinned ear to ear. “I’m going full throttle!”

Vanessa laughed. “You got it, hon.”

Dan chuckled under his breath. ‘You would.’

Vanessa clapped her hands for attention. “Alrighty, sugarcubes, here’s how today’s challenge will work! Y’all are gonna be split into teams of two. Round-robin style: Team 1 versus Team 2, then Team 1 versus Team 3, and lastly Team 2 versus Team 3. Everybody gets two matches!”

She paused, grinning wider.

“But wait!” Vanessa’s grin grew wider. “This is Harem Hotel, after all. We gotta spice it up a lil'’!”

A few contestants, mainly Natalia and Kaylee, visibly tensed.

“Each time ya land a shot in a cup,” Vanessa explained, voice practically vibrating with excitement, “ya win either a handful of Bonus Points or give a fun little temporary transformation to your opponents!”

Natalia immediately grimaced. “Knew there was a catch.”

Gabby whimpered quietly beside Dan. Kaylee, to her credit, kept her expression neutral… though her hands tightened slightly on her sleeves.

“Now, now,” Vanessa soothed, holding up both hands. “These’ll be tiny, changes only! Like outfit swaps, silly accents, and maybe a little playful behavior tweaks! They’ll all vanish once the match is over. Harmless fun, promise!”

Natalia muttered something distinctly unfriendly under her breath but didn’t object further.

Satisfied that everyone understood the stakes, Vanessa clapped her hands again. “Now for the teams!”

With a dramatic flick of her wrist, a small board materialized in midair, names already written in swirling gold letters.

• Team 1: Dan and Gabby
• Team 2: Sam and Kaylee
• Team 3: Chloe and Natalia

Dan immediately smiled at Gabby, who returned it with a nervous but eager grin. She was happy to be paired with him but terrified of letting him down.

Sam whooped and threw an arm around Kaylee’s shoulders. “We’re gonna dominate!”

Kaylee stiffened at the sudden contact but managed a tight, polite smile. “Let’s… see what happens.”

Meanwhile, Chloe just offered Natalia a lazy smirk. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, boss lady.”

Natalia pinched the bridge of her nose. “Kill me now.”

Vanessa beamed, clapping her hands once more. “Get ready, y’all! First match: Team Dan & Gabby versus Team Sam & Kaylee! Step up to the table and think about your drink of choice!”

As the two teams took their places on either side of the long table, Vanessa waved a hand, conjuring two high-backed lounge chairs nearby. Before they could even comment, an unseen magical **** gently guided Chloe and Natalia to them.

“Y’all just relax and maybe provide some color commentary while the first round plays out,” Vanessa said with a wink before conjuring herself a comfy seat where she can watch the stage from slightly above.

“Commentary?” Natalia scoffed as she found a magically conjured drink placed for her. “I don’t even know what this game is.”

“Oh, lighten up, Tits McGee,” Chloe said, already reclining like royalty. “It ain’t rocket science, just chill.”

At the table, Dan cracked his knuckles and exchanged a grin with Sam. “Alright, short stuff. Ready to get shown up by your big bro?”

Sam scoffed, turning her ball cap around. “You wish, old man. You’re in my dojo now.”

Meanwhile, Gabby and Kaylee were less banter-prone. Gabby nervously played with her hands while Kaylee silently rolled a ball in her hand, familiarizing herself with one of her unit's old pastimes. Granted, they rarely used **** for these “drinking games.” No one wanted to waste their two-drink rule on a cup of room-temperature beer with a muddy ball. Well, most didn’t.

A coin was flicked into the air, courtesy of Vanessa. “Heads, Team One. Tails, Team Two!”

It landed on heads, and Vanessa beamed. “Team One starts us off! Let’s go, Miss Gabriella!”

Gabby stiffened. “O-Oh!”

Dan gave her an encouraging nod. “Go ahead, Gabby. Just have fun with it.”

Gabby exhaled slowly and lined up her shot. Her toss arced gracefully over the table but landed just shy of the cups with a soft bounce.

She winced. “Sorry, Papi…”

“Hey, don’t worry about it,” Dan said, giving her a comforting nudge. “It’s just a game. We’re here to have fun.”

Across the table, Kaylee stepped forward. Her eyes flicked to Gabby, then to Dan, and then to her own teammate, who was cracking her knuckles with way too much energy. With a subtle sigh, she came to a decision. She aimed just wide of the cups and released. The ball clipped the edge of one cup but ultimately bounced away.

‘Best to ease Gabby into it first,’ she thought, fighting back a soft smile as she backed off from the table.

Dan took his turn next, rolling his shoulders and lining up the throw with calm confidence. He aimed for the rear, taking a moment longer than needed just to ensure Gabby would have a better shot later. The ball arced cleanly and plopped perfectly into a back cup.

“Nice shot!” Gabby clapped, eyes lighting up. Above the table, a glowing message appeared in shimmering script.

Team One: +100 BP

Sam didn’t wait. She downed the cup’s contents with a practiced motion and licked her lips. “Ahh, yep. That’s beer. This is my kind of event.”

Then, without hesitation, she made her throw, landing it like she was born with a ping pong ball in her hand.

Team Two: +100 BP

“Blow for blow!” Vanessa called out. “These Whitaker’s got game!”

Gabby hesitantly picked up the first cup from their side and took a sip. To her relief, it was cool water. She smiled, reassured. Vanessa had kept her word.

Back to her turn, Gabby lined up again. “Okay… just need to adjust…” But her throw went slightly wide, brushing the edge of the triangle and missing once more. She was getting closer, though.

Kaylee stepped up again, once more intending to miss and keep things level for now. Except this time, fate had other plans. Her shot ricocheted off the rim of one cup, bounced high, and dropped right into another.

“Oh…” she said, surprised.

Above the table, new magical text appeared.

Transformation for Dan: Chippendales

Before Dan could even ask what that meant, a swirl of magic engulfed him. The next second, he found himself standing shirtless, adorned in tight black slacks, a bowtie, and a collar with matching wrist cuffs. His entire outfit screamed “Chippendales dancer.” Even his abs shimmered a bit with a healthy amount of oil added to them.

“Woo-hoo!” Vanessa gave a two-finger whistle. “Hot damn Darlin’. Looking good, ain’t he, ladies!”

Sam snickered in delight while Gabby turned bright red and nearly dropped her water. Kaylee blinked once, her mouth a firm line, but her eyes lingered just a bit too long.

Meanwhile, Natalia groaned from her lounge chair. “Seriously? Must we be exposed to this?”

“What? Not enjoying the view?” Chloe cackled, more than happy to see Dan Whitaker on the receiving end of the show’s lewdness. “Too bad, your babes aren’t here for the show, Whitaker!”

Dan flushed, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. “Suppose so…” He then raised his arms and flexed a bit, owning the look he was given. “Good thing you’re here to tell them all about it later, Stewart.”

Chloe babbled a bit in response, not expecting the man to turn it back on her so easily.

Meanwhile, Vanessa shot the two of them a smirk. “No worries there, Darlin’. We’ll have your oiled-up abs recorded in 4K! Then all your ‘babes’ can watch it on loop. Right, Chloe?”

“W-Wha-!” The tomboy stammered, not in the slightest staring hard at how his muscles shimmered in the daylight. Not at all. “W-Why would I want to watch that?!”

Dan chuckled, then picked up another ball. “Alright. Let’s even things out a bit.”

He let it fly, and it landed perfectly in one of the middle cups.

Transformation for Sam: Cowgirl

Sam raised an eyebrow, only for a burst of pink light to swirl around her. In an instant, her outfit transformed: her plush ass was squeezed into a pair of cutoff jean shorts, while her hefty breasts were a contained in a very tiny cowprint bikini top. Next, her creamy legs were wrapped in matching cowprint leggings, ending in heeled cowgirl boots. Lastly, a tan cowboy hat now covered her newly twin-braided hair while a cropped denim jacket hung loosely off her shoulders. It was the definition of “Sexy Cowgirl,” though some would argue it focused more on the cow aspect.

“Yee-haw, bitches!” Sam crowed, laughing. “Okay, this is hilarious.”

If Dan’s outfit was a hint for what sort of outfits the girls would be wearing, then Sam’s was a blaring siren. All at once, the girls gulped at their impending wardrobe change.

With complicated thoughts swirling in his head, Dan desperately wanted to keep his eyes off the large tracks of land his sister exuberantly bounced around. “S-Sam, maybe button that jacket-”

“Nope!” she interrupted, confidently lining up her next shot and launching it with flair. It dropped into another cup.

Team Two: +200 BP

Vanessa practically bounced where she stood. “Giddy up, Cowgirl! You’re killin’ it sugar!”

Meanwhile, the petite Latina stood by the table, fidgeting nervously with the ball in her hand. Her shoulders drooped just slightly as she eyed the cups again.

‘Missed twice already,’ she thought, biting her lip. ‘If I miss a third time…’

She inhaled, tossed, and... Another miss. Gabby sighed, her arms dropping to her sides.

Dan didn’t miss a beat. “Hey, no sweat. You’re getting closer every time.”

She glanced up at him, eyes unsure.

“You’ve got this,” he added, voice warm and sincere. “You’re just lulling them into a false sense of security.”

Gabby giggled softly, tension easing for just a moment.

Across the table, Kaylee took her stance and tossed. But her throw went wide again, missing entirely. If Dan didn’t get the memo before, he did now. It was apparent what his former professor was doing. She was throwing. Literally.

Putting that thought to the side for now, Dan stepped up, still adjusting the ridiculous cuffs on his wrists. He tried to focus on only the cups in front of him… but his eyes kept drifting to the other end of the table.

How could he not when his own sister was prancing around in that get-up, likely already tipsy after drinking every cup so far? She was even shimmying to the beat of some music that had started playing at some point. Dan doubted that his airheaded sister knew just what she was doing to him… but if her goal was to distract him, it was working. His throw went wide.

‘This is too much,’ Dan thought, dragging a hand down his face. ‘This is wrong. But-’ He shook the thought out. ‘Nope. Nope nope.’

Sam grinned, oblivious to her older brother’s internal screaming. “Okaaaay, here we go!”

She aimed, shot, and landed.

Transformation for Gabriella: BDSM

“BDSM!?” Gabby barely had a second to blink before a glow enveloped her from head to toe. Her usual polo and shorts shimmered out of existence, replaced by an outfit that was several layers more revealing: shimmering black leather wrapped tightly around her petite frame, barely covering her modest bust as her new shoulderless crop top left a generous amount of underboob. Meanwhile, gone were her shorts as a pair of high-leg leather panties dug themselves between her pillowy derriere, complete with an easy access zipper. Then, completing the look, were a pair of matching elbow gloves and form-fitting leggings. If Gabriella had a mirror, she’d swear she’d recognize this outfit from one of her more steamy erotic novels.

“Ay Dios mío…” Gabby whimpered, her face turning scarlet.

She crouched on instinct, wrapping her arms around herself in a **** attempt to disappear from existence. Her knees pulled up to her chest as she practically became a ball of mortified embarrassment.

Dan was beside her instantly, crouching low and keeping his voice gentle. “Hey, hey, breathe. You’re okay.”

“Madre de Dios! I c-can’t- I can’t stand up like this!” she squeaked.

From the side benches, Chloe whistled in amazement. “Wowza. Shortstack has some cake on her.”

Natalia sipped her drink, a healthy appreciation of her colleague's physique building in her head. “Now this I can appreciate. More of this, Vanessa.”

Vanessa gave her a look that made her wish she hadn’t just said that. “Careful what you wish for, Sweetie.”

Back with Team One, Dan found himself ignoring all but his friend. “You can,” he said, offering a hand. “Hey, Gabby…” he said softly, voice low so only she could hear. “It’s okay. Just look at me, okay? Eyes on me. Nobody else matters. You can do this.”

Gabby bit her lip, heart pounding, and slowly rose to her feet. Her whole body was tense, like she expected judgment from every direction. But instead of teasing, what met her were encouraging smiles from Dan… and even Kaylee, who gave a subtle nod of encouragement from across the table.

With a shaky breath, Gabby raised the ball.

Dan gave her a nod. “You got this.”

The ball wobbled in her grip as she took her stance. Her eyes darted between the cups. Her hand trembled. She threw. Time seemed to freeze as the ball gently arced through the air, then dropped with a perfect plink into the frontmost cup.

Team One: +200 BP

For a moment, Gabby just stood there, eyes wide in disbelief. “I… I got one?”

Dan let out a loud, celebratory laugh and reached around her waist, lifting her petite frame off the ground in a joyous spin.

“You did it!” he cheered. “You nailed it!”

Gabby let out a shy, giddy squeal, clinging to his shoulders as she was spun through the air. Despite her revealing outfit, despite every shy instinct screaming inside her, she couldn’t stop smiling. It felt good. It felt good to be praised.

Still glowing from Gabby’s success, Kaylee stepped forward with renewed energy. For the first time since the event started, her posture was relaxed, and her throw was confident. She let the ball fly, soaring in a clean arc and dropping into a cup dead-center.

Team Two: +300 BP

“Still got it,” Kaylee muttered with a hint of pride.

“Dang!” Dan grinned, clapping his hands together. “Nice shot!”

Gabby beamed as she cheered on her former roommate. “Nice one, Kaylee!”

Kaylee wasn’t the only one still buzzing from Gabby’s success. Dan stepped up with an easy breath. He tossed his shot, which almost bounced out, only to wobble and fall right in. This, of course, triggered yet another transformation.

Transformation for Kaylee: School Girl

Like before, a magical glow overtook Kaylee before she could move. She gasped, straightening up as her usual modest blouse and slacks were replaced in a shimmer of light. Now she stood in an altered schoolgirl uniform: a cropped blouse tied just under her bust, exposing a cheetah print bra beneath. She also now wore a pleated skirt that did nothing to hide a matching cheetah print thong. Lastly, her normally braided hair was styled in a trendy side-tail, while her neck and wrists were now adorned with jewelry, and her navel concealed a shiny little piercing.

Kaylee blinked once. Then again. “This… This is what school girls wear these days?”

“Only in pornos!” Sam gave a playful whoop and hooked an arm around her partner. “Lookin’ Hot AF, Teach! Let’s gooo~!”

“Ironic. The professor is now the pupil.” Natalia muttered with a lick of her lips, heavily drinking in the sight of the mature woman. Mature, shortstack, tomboy… It didn’t matter to her. Natalia was a cultured woman of many tastes.

Meanwhile, Gabby’s face was already hidden behind her hands. Granted, her fingers left enough room to peek through. Dan, on the other hand, oogled openly. His sister and introverted friend were one thing, but Kaylee was another. He had no qualms watching as his professor turned MILF fiddled with her new erotic attire, eyeing every exposed curve.

Vanessa fanned herself dramatically. “Goodness gracious, Miss Kaylee. Think your Honey is more than willing to take you to school. Maybe bend you over a desk and show you a couple things?”

Kaylee slowly straightened up, taking in the catcalls and lingering stares. Much like some of the other girls, she quickly noticed how her Honey was shuffling himself around to hide the thick mass growing beneath his leather pants. Part of her felt some pride in that her transformation put him over the edge. A thrill that her Honey was ravaging her with his eyes… Maybe it was more than a part, if the heat heading southward in her body meant anything. Her face flushed, but she closed her eyes and took a steadying breath.

“It's temporary,” she muttered. “Harmless… ridiculous… and temporary.”

Meanwhile, Sam had a sobering moment as she finally noticed Dan’s desire building through their shared erotic senses. Ever since her transformation, she had been ignoring it thanks to the excitement of ****, but now it was impossible to wave off. Her brother was actively being turned on… and no small part of it wasn’t her. For the first time, she felt acutely aware of both her appearance… and his.

“I-I’m up, right?” Sam gingerly asked rhetorically. “Let’s do this!”

She threw her next shot, and despite her growing unease, it easily sniped the farthest cup on the table. Bold words magically appeared again, but this wasn’t a simple outfit change this time. This was an actual transformation.

Transformation for Dan: Kiss for Good Luck: Before each shot, Dan must receive a kiss from someone. No kisser can go twice in a row.

Dan blinked. “Wait-what?”

Gabby sputtered. “Q-Qué?”

Vanessa stepped forward with a radiant grin. “Ohoho~! Now we’re talkin’! Pucker up, ladies! Your man’s going to need some help during his turns.”

Dan rubbed the back of his neck, scanning the others for their reaction to the news. Unsurprisingly, Chloe and Natalia were instantly turning away from him. Ironic that both had kissed him on the lips during the water gun game, yet somehow this was too far. Gabby had turned into a blushing mess and practically ducked behind the table. Likely due to the fact that, thanks to proximity, she’d likely be the target of at least one kiss.

Meanwhile, Kaylee had a dusting of red, but ultimately seemed okay with it. No doubt used to the action thanks to her daily kisses. Then there was Sam… whom he didn’t even consider for a second. That wasn’t happening.

“Ladies… It’s just a kiss.” Kaylee sighed, rolling her eyes at her compatriot's reaction. “It doesn’t even specify where.”

Vanessa hummed playfully. “True… How about anywhere above the neck, but not in his hair? That means cheek, forehead, lips… Maybe even some ear kisses. Ooh, that’s almost more enticing! Do some of that!”

Dan exhaled deeply. “Saying that doesn’t make this easier for them.”

But fortunately for them, it wasn’t his turn yet. It was Gabby’s again. Once she shook off her imagination of Dan forcing her into a deep, tongue-filled, sloppy make-out session, Gabby took up another ball and stood up at the table. She still tried not to make eye contact with anyone, but this time she stepped forward without needing reassurance. Her throw missed, but she didn’t flinch.

Dan gave her a thumbs-up. “You got this, Gabby. Next time.”

“Thanks… Papi.” She beamed as she took her spot next to him.

Dan, in turn, reached around and pulled his petite yet bottom-heavy friend into a side hug. He wanted to make a real effort to make sure she was comfortable despite the glaringly embarrassing situation. Part of that included him not commenting on her continued use of ‘Papi’ while referring to him. Granted, he really did not mind in the slightest to hear her call him that.

From the sidelines, Chloe elbowed Natalia. “Dan’s got her wrapped around his finger.”

Natalia grunted, paying more attention to Kaylee after her explicit approval of providing her boss with a kiss. “She’s not the only one.”

Speaking of which, Kaylee stepped forward with elegant poise as if she weren’t still wrapped in a lewd parody of a schoolgirl uniform. With a freshly manicured hand on her hip, the woman eyed the cups on the other side of the table. Only four left, each with a bit of space between them.

‘Simple enough.’ She thought about it as she found her target and carefully took aim. Then, with a bit of jiggle from her exposed bust, she effortlessly sank her ball into a back cup.

Team Two: +400 BP

“Would you look at that!” Vanessa beamed. “Kaylee’s dialed in, y’all!”

From the sidelines, Chloe let out a low whistle. “Sniper woke up.”

Kaylee, however, wasn’t content to simply walk away with the points. She turned on her heel and strutted over to Dan, who was hesitating but stood ready to take his next shot. Much like she assumed, he couldn’t bring himself just to demand one of them to kiss him. As such, she’d take matters into her own hands.

Without waiting for him to question it, Kaylee leaned in, placed a firm hand on his chest, and kissed his cheek. There wasn’t a shred of hesitation in the quick act.

“There. Simple,” she winked, before turning to the rest of the cast who watched on in amazement. “Now the rest of you have no excuse. Just get it over with.”

Dan blinked rapidly, his brain short-circuiting for just a moment. “I, uh… thanks?”

Kaylee walked back to her side table, head held high as her skirt swished with her sudden strut. Little did she know that as she did, she unknowingly flashed him an incredible shot of her cheetah print thong tucked tightly between her inviting ass cheeks. Boy, were they inviting.

Dan’s eyes bulged out of his head at the sight, causing the ping ball in his grasp to shoot out from between his fingers and land with a pathetic bounce on the table before rolling off to the grass.

Vanessa burst into laughter. “Oop! That’s a miss!”

From the other side, Sam cackled. “Damn, Teach! I didn’t know you were sly like that! Tripping up my brother like that right before his turn!”

Kaylee, for once, faltered as she held her skirt down with her hands. “Th-That wasn’t intentional.”

Now back on offense, Sam lined up another shot. Despite another pulse of horny tension shooting down her spine from Kaylee’s little flash, she winked at her flustered brother as she sunk yet another ball. “Hell yeah, we’re on fire!”

With an apparent pattern to when a cup gave points or a transformation, all eyes turned toward Gabby. On cue, magical text appeared before her:

Transformation for Gabby: Spank'd - Before every shot, she must be spanked in some capacity by her Master (Dan)

Gabby read the text, blinked, then read it again. “...Excuse me?”

Her entire body went rigid, and her face flared crimson as her hands flew to cover her cheeks. Both sets.

Dan’s face drained of all color. “Oh, come on!”

Vanessa practically doubled over in laughter. “Now that’s the spice I was talking about!”

Gabby slowly turned to look up at Dan, her face quickly turning a deep crimson. Her lips parted, then closed again. Her whole body trembled slightly with embarrassment.

Dan held up his hands and placed them on her shoulders. “We don’t have to do this. We can forfeit. Seriously, it’s just a game.”

Gabby bit her lip. She hated the sound of that. Her boss, her closest friend, quitting something? No. The Dan Whitaker she admired never quit, especially on her behalf. Resolve welled up in her as she shook her head. “No. I don’t want to quit. You never do. And I don’t want to make you lose because of me.”

Her voice was soft but certain. Dan’s expression softened in turn. “…Alright. Just… Tell me if I go too far.”

Gabby nodded, swallowing hard. “Okay.”

She stepped up to the table, slowly leaned over the edge, and positioned herself with a visible shiver. The very sight of it caused Dan to gulp. Before him was a wonderfully large and round bubble butt, **** and ripe for the taking. If she were any one of his girlfriends, he’d be more than willing to cup the magnificent booty and manhandle the inviting flesh. But she wasn’t one of his girlfriends. Not only was she his friend, but also his precious subordinate.

Shifting in place, Dan used a moment to settle himself. Then, with the gentlest of motions, he placed a single, light swat against the curve of her leggings. Gabby squeaked at the contact and sighed in relief. Unfortunately for the two of them, that tap wouldn’t be enough.

“Boooo! You call that a spanking!” Vanessa chimed in, clearly dissatisfied with their performance. “Here, let me give you an example.”

Before either could realize what was happening, their bodies returned to their positions. Then, with a jerk of his hand, Dan’s entire palm impacted Gabriella’s right butt cheek.

“Ah~n!” Gabby couldn’t contain a sudden moan as the impact sent ripples through her tan skin and shivers down her spine and to her leather-clad groin. The slap had an almost equal amount of effect on Dan as a sudden pulse of pleasure shot down to his stiff mass. As much as neither wanted to believe it, they both enjoyed it.

Gabriella: +2 VP For discovering something they both will enjoy

“V-Vanessa!” Dan all but shouted as his face grew a deeper shade of red.

The ginger host giggled from her place on the side, loving every moment of this game so far. “That’s the level of spankin’ I’ll be expecting from here on, Darlin’. Don’t let us or your princesa down.”

“My…?” Dan questioned, unfamiliar with Spanish, but could logically guess what she meant.

“Ay, Papi… I’m fine…” His “Princesa” finally responded, the red hand mark on her ass matching the blush on her face. “I-I need to throw…”

The Latina closed her eyes, drew a breath, and threw.

Team One: +300 BP

Dan blinked in surprise.

“I want to crawl into a hole,” Gabby mumbled as she covered her face with both hands and retreated behind Dan.

Dan sighed, still conscious of the sting coming from his hand. “Me too, Gabby. Me too.”

She peeked out from her fingers… and smiled, even if she was embarrassed to the core.

Chloe blinked at the spectacle. “You know, I think the short one works best when she’s mortified.”

Kaylee sighed and stepped up to the table again, ball in hand. Her gaze flicked toward Dan and Gabby on the other side, specifically Gabby, who was still glowing red from her last turn. Kaylee frowned sympathetically. ‘Poor thing…’

She honed in on the closest of the two remaining cups. A fire burned brilliantly in her eyes. ‘End this, Kaylee. Quickly.’

She lined up her throw with military precision… and just clipped the rim. The ball bounced to the side, missing the mark. Kaylee’s fists clenched at her sides. Her nostrils flared. ‘Darnit… Calm yourself.’

On the other side, Dan stepped forward for his turn, ready and willing to hurry this game along. However, a deep longing for a kiss reminded him of his new prerequisite to throw. He turned toward Gabby instinctively but paused. The poor girl was already fidgeting, holding her arms over her chest and avoiding eye contact after the Spank’d debacle. ‘No. She needed a break.’

Kaylee wasn’t an option either due to the restrictions. So instead, Dan’s eyes shifted toward the peanut gallery. There, his eyes met with a particularly amused spectator.

“The hell you looking at, Whitaker?” Chloe perked up, one brow arching with immediate suspicion.

Dan grinned. “Wanna come give me a kiss?”

Her smirk faltered. “Hell no. Absolutely n-”

But her body had already betrayed her. The magical compulsion shimmered in the air, and Chloe’s legs moved.

“I didn’t sign up for this!” Chloe yelped, her feet grudgingly carrying her toward the table. Soon, she stopped a foot from him, face rapidly turning pink. She scowled, eyes darting away. “This is fucked up.”

And with a lightning-quick motion, she kissed his cheek. Just barely.

“Thanks,” Dan said, grinning.

“Shut up.” Chloe spun around, smacked him in the chin with her ponytail, and stormed back to her seat. “Jackass.”

“That’s our Tsundere Tomboy,” Vanessa giggled from behind her cue cards.

With the kiss acquired, Dan took position. With a flick of the wrist and a narrowed focus, he tossed his shot and nailed it.

Transformation for Sam: Straight Shooter - Before each throw, Sam must deliver an honest and lewd compliment to one of her fellow contestants.

There was a brief silence. Then a collective, very audible “Oooooh no.”

Sam froze, her grip tightening around her ball like it might save her from drowning. Her eyes darted from person to person. “Wait-wait, that’s like… every time I throw?”

Vanessa beamed from the side. “Yup! Just once per throw, sugarplum. Let that honesty fly~!”

Sam hesitated, ball in hand, heart hammering in her chest. “O-Okay, uh, so I just… have to say something lewd, right? That’s easy! I mean… Wait. No. No, it’s not. Oh God.”

Her brain scrambled. She had to be honest and lewd. Usually, that would be simple for her as someone who can greatly appreciate the female form. Even five gorgeous girls surrounded her that she’d have proudly called “dibs” in any other setting. However, whenever she tried to think of something lewd about her sexy cast members, her thoughts drifted back to the one person she should never have thought of. Her blue-green eyes landed on Dan, and before she could stop herself, the words flew out of her mouth like a heat-seeking missile.

“Bro, you’re sexy as fuck right now. I mean, look at you! All shirtless and shiny and muscular and I just want to fuckin’ lick off all that oil-nngh.” Sam slapped her hands over her mouth.

Silence hung over the stage as a deep, buried truth was unintentionally brought to light. That is, until a loud snort burst through like a firework.

Chloe nearly fell out of her chair laughing. “Oh my God. She’s got the hots for her brother!”

Dan’s soul briefly left his body. He said nothing. He couldn’t say anything. His entire brain was a blue screen. ‘Wait. Hold. She… has a thing for me? She’s into guys!? Since when!? What the hell?!’

Sam, cheeks burning hot enough to fry an egg, yelped and threw her ball toward the final two cups. Not even mortification could stop her from sinking yet another throw.

Team Two: +500 BP

She screamed, not in celebration, but in mortification, and immediately darted behind Kaylee, using the taller woman as a human shield. “Don’t look at me!” she wailed. “I’m so dumb! I’m so stupid! Why did I say that?! Why am I like this?!”

Kaylee, too stunned to push her away, stood like a statue as the girl buried her face into her back. She didn’t stay like that too long before her parental instincts went into overdrive and pulled the quivering young woman into her bosom. Kaylee’s massive mammaries almost instantly activated her transformation, bringing both women a soothing moment of bliss. They really needed it.

After a long pause, Natalia coughed loud enough to break the silence. “Well, that was something.”

While Team Two worked through their emotional crisis, Gabby poked Dan in the side, dragging him out of the fog, still clinging to his thoughts. “Uhm, Papi… It’s my turn.”

Dan blinked. “Right. Right, yeah. Sorry.”

Gabby turned around and leaned over the table again, cheeks already red in anticipation. Dan was going through a lot right now, so she had to be strong for him. Dan, barely conscious of his own movements, spanked her non-reddened cheek, eliciting a more muffled moan this time around. Dan was thankful for that.

With that out of the way, Gabby straightened up and took her shot. The ball arced high, kissed the rim of one cup, then dropped perfectly into another.

Team One: +400 BP

Gabby gasped, both hands flying to her mouth. “Did I…?”

Dan gave her a tired, crooked smile. “You did. Great job, Gabby.”

Kaylee’s turn came, but she didn’t leave Sam’s side. The young woman was eagerly pressed into her breasts and had zero intention of leaving anytime soon. Unfortunately, this would make it quite difficult to throw, especially with the byproduct of the brunette unintentionally motorboating her vast cleavage. Kaylee had forgot how sensitive her boobs had become since the last challenge, causing her to grow weak in the knees as she felt pleasure build up from within.

“Goodness gracious.” Kaylee breathily muttered as she aimed and tossed her ball at the single remaining cup on that side of the table. Unfortunately, she came up short.

“You’ll need to bring us home, dear.” She sighed, eliciting a mumble from her partner. Kaylee couldn’t tell if the motion of Sam’s head indicated she understood the message or if she was just trying to dig herself deeper into her breasts.

Dan was up again, with it, the burden of another kiss. He didn’t have the energy to tease anyone. Thankfully, his leather-clad salvation was right by his side. Before he could say anything, his Princesa was already on her toes, gently tugging him down by his collar.

“Come here, Papi,” she whispered before kissing his cheek sweetly.

He blinked, caught off guard but grateful. It was almost like she was growing bolder with every second. “Thanks, Gabby.”

His focus returned, and with a deep breath, he lined up the next shot. It was perfect. And with their eighth cup claimed, the last of this round's transformations was revealed.

Transformation for Kaylee: Teacher's Pet - Anytime Kaylee lands a shot, she'll press her Teacher (Dan) for any kind of praise and/or physical affection

Kaylee stared at the text, her eyes twitching. “…Of course.”

That’s when Sam finally pulled away from Kaylee’s chest, wiping her face with one hand, still trying not to make eye contact with her brother.

She picked up her ball. Her legs trembled slightly. Her voice, however, came out clear. “Kaylee’s Tits may be the softest, most comforting surface in the world. Being smothered by them would be in the top ten ways to die.”

The ping pong ball was in her hand before anyone could comment. She hurled it to end the nightmare and landed it dead center in the last cup. Despite everything that mortified and disrupted her, Sam went eight for eight. She was flawless.

Team Two: +1000 BP

Confetti burst from the sky, and fireworks shimmered over the nearby beach. Vanessa then jumped to her feet, throwing both arms in the air. “And that’s game! Congrats to Sam and Kaylee! Y’all sure know how to keep things spicy!”

Dan sighed, massaging his temple. “Yeah… spicy.”

Gabby placed a hand gently on his back. “You did really well…”

Kaylee tugged at her schoolgirl skirt and muttered, “I need some wine.”

Sam, still hiding partially behind Kaylee, groaned, “I feel like I died inside.”

The host laughed, voice echoing cheerfully. “Stay tuned for Round 2, where Dan and Gabriella attempt to make a comeback against Chloe and Natalia. Who will win, and what transformations will be in store for them? We’ll be right back after this commercial break!”

The screen shimmered with glowing particles, the camera panning across the flushed, exhausted, and heavily transformed cast before cutting to black.

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AN: Howdy Howdy! At last, Part One of this three part saga is finally here! I hope y'all enjoyed the BP event so far, things will only get lewder from here on out! I especially loved how the outfit transformations worked out, can't wait to see what other TFs are down the line for them during the game :P This chapter we also get a bit of development with both Gabby and Sam, something that was much needed. I wonder what will come out from all of this? We shall see! Also... This is the longest chapter I have ever written at 7.4k words! Holy crap! And I have two more rounds of this!? Dear Lord.

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