Transformation Meeting 2, Part 2

Mattie

Mattie bounds up to Harper with a mischievous grin. “Hey, Sarge, ready to make me all sexy?”

“Already done, Cap’n.”

“Oh, Slut, you always know what to say.”

“Ahem, you shouldn’t call the Mistress a slut, Slut. It’s rude.”

“Who’s being rude now, Big Teeth? What I get first?”

“Well, to not spoil the surprise, the audience knew exactly what they wanted out of you, Mattie. All 3 winning transformations crushed the other choices. First, a wardrobe change.”

Secret Agent (Wo)man – Mattie is basically a spy for the US Army. She should look the stereotypical part. Mattie is only allowed to wear skin-tight leather or latex clothes. To get her started, she gets a magic leather catsuit. Mattie is also de-aged to her physical peak and given proficiency in light armor (Spy – Level 0).

Like with Aelene, Mattie feels both her clothes and her body change, suddenly getting tighter. Tight black leather encases her from neck to toes (now in 2” stiletto ballet heels). Then, the leather changes in places to latex. Very, very thin, basically transparent latex. All of her bits are on display. Her (now perkier) tits, her (now better toned) abs, her (still a little unkempt, hairwise) pussy, her (now popping) ass. Fuck. This is kinky shit.

“Uh, I thought the description said a leather catsuit? What’s with all of this?”

Harper answers before the fish, “It’ll make sense by the end of the day. You look, wow, better than you did in college. Can we see the item description?”

Ariel nods and the text is added:

Groping Elven Catsuit: 1 Armor. This catsuit grants the wearer advantage towards Sneak and Hide checks. While sneaking or hiding, the catsuit will grope and edge the wearer. If the wearer orgasms while sneaking or hiding, the suit will automatically unequip itself and refuses to be worn for 24 hours.

Kinky. Harper whistles. “High risk, high reward broken item. Congrats.”

“Glad you approve, Sarge. I feel 20 years younger and fucking sexy. Next. Hit me!”

“Here you go.”

The second transformation is added to the screen:

Invert the Polarity – Normally, arcane magical power is drained from orgasming. No longer will that be so with Mattie. To regain SP, she must now masturbate to orgasm with at least 1 other observer present (other limitations to regaining SP apply). Once a day, if the other observer cums while watching her, they both regain all SP (Paranormal Investigator).

“Now, you need a source of magic before this really does anything. I’m sure between the funds you have and the funds the Mistress has, you can manage to remove that pesky mundane designation so you can actually use magic.” Mattie looks at Harper as the fish babbles. Harper looks back, smirking. She has a plan. Good.

“Fair enough. What’s behind door number 3?”

The last transformation is added:

Shouldn’t Cantrips Be Free? – What’s the fun it that? Fine. Mattie now can learn cantrips as per the usual rules of DoD. She is also given an egg vibrator. The vibe starts with 3 charges, regaining charges when it is used to bring herself to orgasm. She can spend a charge to power the vibe either on or off. When inserted and powered on, the vibe allows her to cast any cantrip she knows without spending SP. The vibe does grow in size and vibrational power every time she does so, shrinking back to it’s original size when powered down (Paranormal Investigator; Artificer – Level 0).

In Mattie’s hand appears a small egg vibrator.

“Again, outside of having a fun personal sex toy, it doesn’t do much until you get some magic. Would you like to demonstrate that the vibe works at least?”

Man, that fish is pervy. Still...

“Nah, I’m sure Sarge here will enjoy me using it soon enough. Until then, I gotta say, I’m really happy. Great job, audience!”

With a wink and a butt slap on the sea elf, Mattie struts her way back to the others. Waaay better than the other season. That is for sure.

Daphne

“Hi, Auntie! I’m ready for my transformation.”

“Well, you are the opposite of Mattie, my little runty niece. The audience didn’t quite know what to do with you. All 3 options fought it out, but the last couple of votes solidified your preferred choice. Let’s take a look.”

Time for a Restock – The staff has complained about how often the party goes through consumables. Shouldn’t the shop assistant do something about it? On evenings when she does not have a date with her Mistress, Daphne must spend at least 1 hour producing items that she would sell in her store (scrolls, potions, weapons, et cetera). She will gain access to the appropriate equipment and an artisan tool proficiency of her choice for the time period, though they may work a little more perversely than normal (Dungeon Mermaid).

Daphne does a little bouncy happy dance. “So, how does it work?”

“Simple. Here is your prep binder.”

A basic office binder, filled with pages, appear. Daphne flips through it. Items, sorted by artisan tool proficiencies, are listed out.

“The numbers by each item shows the shop’s current stock. Raw materials for your items are magically produced. When you select the page you want to work on, the appropriate equipment and materials will appear, disappearing again 1 hour later. You will instinctively know how to use the equipment while it is present. There is, of course, a punishment page if you do not start your item restocking shift by 8 PM every night you do not have a date. I will note that this is a permanent thing. So, enjoy your new occupation.”

“Sweet. Infinite money glitch.”

Harper has to slightly dry out the parade, “Well, not infinite money. I mean you are limited by how much inventory you can produce an hour a day. We’ll see? Still, sounds good.”

Daphne leaps into Harper’s arms and kisses her super hard. There. That’ll distract her from thinking we just didn’t make infinite money. Hah. Also, it’s fun to kiss her.

“Still got three more people to get though, niece. Again, sexy times on your own time. Moving on!”

Josie

Josie saunters up and peels the fish off of Harper. “Ready, old lady?”

With one final kiss on the cheek, Harper sends the fish back. She then nods. “Ready whipper-snapper.”

“Great. Outside of a very brief tie towards the beginning, this transformation ran away with it. So, Josie, I hope you’re ready to hunt, because...”

“And here is where I’m using my last veto. I can’t in good conscious let you keep this one as presented. Not after your challenge performance.” Handing off another piece of paper, Ariel confirms the new wording.

The transformation text appears:

Pack Tactics – The pack enforcer hunts with her pack. When Josie is within 5 feet of another member of her pack and neither are incapacitated, she gains advantage on attack and seduction rolls. Josie can claim additional women for Harper’s harem by claiming them as her Mistress’s property during a successful pack group seduction effort, with the following stipulations: the woman in question must be sexually attracted to both Josie and her Mistress; the woman in question must be able to be romantically interested in the Mistress; and Josie must perform the check in her Mistress’s presence. Any woman claimed in this manner shall not be entered into the show’s contest, instead being treated as if she has earned exactly 100 VP during the show. The Mistress shall create an appropriate number of transformations to make them full-fledged harem members (Pack Enforcer).

“What are you talking about, old lady? I rocked the challenge!”

Ariel helps, “She really did. 1 point away from a perfect score.”

“Yeah, you certainly appealed to the audience and I don’t blame you for that, Josie. I do, however, want to note that the way your submission works, you have basically **** your will on everyone who ever uses our old gym. You’ve taken away their ability to choose. How many lives did you eventually shatter with that decision? I’ve grown to know you these last few weeks. You mean well, but, when you think with your snatch, you make such stupid mistakes. I will not allow you to enslave others to me without some constraints. Understood?”

Josie growls a little. Harper does not back down. Josie growls louder. Harper steps closer, then wraps her arms around the wolf-girl. “Look, Josie, I care a lot about you. I just want to help make sure you don’t do something we’ll both regret, okay?”

The hug and the change of tone soothes Josie. She hated what I did to our friends that much? What does that say about what she feels about me?

It’s like Harper read her mind, “I meant what I said, Josie. I care a lot about you. I don’t blame any of you about what you’ve done to me. The game gave you ****. But, please, don’t give in to the temptation to warp others just for the audience’s amusement again? Turn the game towards the good. Please?”

“Okay, old lady. I’m fine with the change. Now, let go. You’re ruining my cool cred.”

“Sure, whipper-snapper. Go ahead.”

Harper

“And that leaves Harper. 3 vetoes mean three transformations from the contestants. First off, Dinah. What do you got?”

Dinah, frankly, has looked distraught since before the challenge. Harper is worried about what she comes up with. Dinah, after a few moments, speaks, “Since Josie got a way to add harem members, how about a transformation that would allow Harper to remove transformations from harem members, then let them go?”

Huh. That would be interesting if... And there is Ariel laughing in Dinah’s face. The mermaid finally answers, “No. What else you got?”

“Any way to **** her to madly fall in love with me?”

Less great. And Ariel is laughing again. The mermaid answers, “Nope. The transformation either has to be purely positive or make Harper more feminine. Forcing her to love you is neither of those things. One more time, then I let the general group make a decision.”

“Remove her fucking cat allergy then. I don’t care anymore.”

“Be careful what you wish for, Dinah.”

Harper’s first veto transformation pops up. Dinah snarls and has to be held back as Harper feels the effects:

From Sniffles to Sniffs – Harper has a cat allergy problem and it would really interfere she ever gets her real life cat girl. Let’s fix that. In exchange of getting rid of her cat-induced sniffles, Harper is now much less sexually attracted to humans. Kemonomimi or better only for our Mistress now (Kemonomimi).

Now, she looks at Dinah and Mattie with fresh eyes. I mean, they are attractive, I guess, for humans. Not nearly as hot as the others. I can’t wait to soup up Mattie. I wonder what she wants to be now...

“Next up, Aelene. Whatcha got?”

“Um, I didn’t think I would get a veto. I don’t...”

Mattie interrupts Aelene by pulling something up on the soldier’s phone. Aelene finds it on hers, then starts cursing in Elvish, “<Those clearcutters were going to drag my sister here! That would have been terrible for everyone! You better not drag her into this, luchtoni.>” She breathes in deeply a couple of times. Then, she switches back to English, “I would like to modify this transformation to sound less mean and refer to me instead of my sister.”

After some haggling, Aelene comes up with the perfect wording. Her transformation is displayed:

From Commoner to Crown Princess – The Mistress needs resources for her harem and Aelene is happy to provide them. The history of Aelene’s family is changed such that her Mistress has been adopted to be the Crown Princess when Aelene abdicated her claim to the throne. Aelene is betrothed to her as her future consort (Elf).

Another mental transformation. This one gives her a bit of a migraine. Her betrothed Aelene also bends over in pain. Harper understands that their upcoming marriage is more of a political thing at the moment, but she still wants to comfort her. “Yeah, Phaedra is awful. Thank you audience for not including her. You feeling better, Aelene?”

“I’m okay, Lady Harper.”

Dinah angrily blurts out, “How is that not exactly what I fucking asked for, you damn fucking fish?”

“Well, for one, in the Mistress’s previous elf life, she was orphaned at a young age. Not only being adopted by a Queen, but designated to be her heir is a massive life upgrade. Second, notice the verbiage. There are no feelings being **** on either of them. If it just so happens to help hurry along feelings that were already developing, all the better.”

Harper feels a little embarrassed, having that last bit pointed out. Still, it’s only natural to fall in love with your betrothed eventually, right? Really wanting to move on, Harper states, “I think we’re ready for Josie’s transformation.”

“Well, old lady, the webbing doesn’t bother me too much, but the fat sausage fingers do. A lady’s fingers should be long and dainty. I want to add some improvements to her fingering techniques too, while you’re at it. Let’s work it out, Big Fish.”

Harper can’t help but look at her hands. My fingers aren’t that fat, are they?

Again, some haggling. Again, final wording is displayed on the screen:

Good Vibrations 2: Electric Boogaloo – Just because she is the Mistress, doesn’t mean she gets to be a pillow princess. For her to give as well as she receives, she certainly will need the practice. Every time Harper fingerblasts the pussy of one of her contestants to orgasm, her fingers grow more suitable to the task, becoming longer and daintier while still having the strength and versatility needed to be a proper sea elf warrior. By the time she’s down practicing, she will have supernatural finger powers (Feminization; Progress: 0/5).

Harper has to chuckle at the name. No immediate effect this time.

“Finally, we have the vote transformation. Wanna guess what you got?”

“Since you are asking, I’m assuming the Fudge the Roll one. Well, I know what I’ll be buying for myself this round.”

“Right you are, Mistress. Got more votes than the other two combined. The audience really want to see you get your sluts to submit.”

Harper rolls her eyes as the transformation sets in. The text is popped up as a reminder:

Fudge the Roll – Every DM is tempted to lie about the dice to ignore a deadly crit or allow a foe to be felled early. Now Harper gets to experience that temptation in real life. Once a day per harem member (other than herself), she can choose to turn a failed action into a full success. For 24 hours afterwards, the woman in question will lose all autonomy, becoming what the slut in question would consider the perfect submissive **** to her Mistress (Dungeon Mistress).

Another mental transformation. Another migraine. Now, Harper feels a low-key sensation of all of the dice rolls her girls are figuratively doing at every key moment. Nobody is failing a roll at the moment. I just need to resist the temptation. Yeah. I got this.

Ariel

“One more transformation, then we’re done. This is another free day. Tina’s date is tomorrow. Again, check in with either Prudence or me to work out your destination details. Harper, you cranking up the ‘(Brain) Pop Survey’ Transformation or giving her a new one?”

“Can you display the list of options for the audience?”

The screen shows off the offerings:

• The Leeks Drip at Midnight
• Nimble Hands, Nimble Fingers
• The Cat Came Back
• Hey, Listen!
• Noble Girl Best Girl
• Noble Girl Not Only Girl
• Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop
• Made of Stardust
• Chain of Command
• Out of Ammo!
• What’s Mine is Yours
• Now, A Message From My Sponsors

“The thing is, a lot of these would be pure positives. I’m sure Chain of Command and What’s Mine is Yours would not function correctly, so those are out. The only one that could potentially make her suffer is to give her The Leeks Drip at Midnight. Would that suffering be greater than just increasing the severity of (Brain) Pop Quiz? Thoughts?”

“She is currently isolated on her project with only some of my children and nieces supervising her.”

“And mermaids don’t cum. Let’s starve her. Give her The Leeks Drip at Midnight.

The reminder text pops up:

The Leeks Drip at Midnight – So, you didn’t like the Bucky O’Hare reference? How about a different obscure rabbit from pop culture? Beckie now subsides only on the sexual fluids of other women. The femcum from one orgasm provides her the equivalent nutrition of one healthy meal. The hungrier she gets, the hornier she gets (Punishment – Bunny Girl).

I don’t want to cross Harper. She can be a mean bitch when she puts her mind to it.

Beckie: (Brain) Pop Survey Progress: +1

Harper: +40 BP (+20 BP earmarked for contestant modification)

Prudence

Despite being blindfolded, Prudence watches the meeting from her office. Having truesight has it’s advantages. The meeting distracts her from the horror occurring at Beckie’s project site. Her producer forbade her from interfering, and it is eating her up inside. Hearing Ariel’s final thought of the meeting, Prudence can only think in kind, Harper did you a service there, Ariel. Remember to thank her for it later.