Crepes Parisienne

Over in a corner of the island, Maddy stood frozen. When coming up with this plan with Mira, it hadn’t seemed easy, but it had seemed doable. Now, as she removed her sundress, she felt very exposed. This swimsuit that she had bought was more revealing than anything she had worn before. She preferred one-pieces because they showed off less skin, and these frilly black pieces of fabric definitely didn’t do that.

Maddy: 73 BP - 2 BP: 71 BP remaining

That was only half the issue though. The chef stared at the delicious-looking dessert in her hands. Maddy knew better, the moment she ate this, there’d be no going back and she’d be under the effects of the transformation for the next four hours. There would be no changing her mind at that point.

Beach Blondie: Consuming this rich brown butter treat turns the consumer into the vision of a beach bimbo version of themselves and all that entails for 4 hours.

She had done so much at Mira’s insistence already to catch up on points and to protect herself. That hadn’t been the only reason. The blonde glanced back at the umbrella, which hid Caleb from view. Despite everything else this experience had thrown at her, it had also given her a chance with someone who looked at her without pity or revulsion. She didn’t know what exactly she felt towards Caleb, but she wanted more of his eyes on her.

Looking back down at the dessert in her hands, Maddy swallowed as she made her decision and brought the soft blondie to her mouth. Taking a bite, the mellow sweetness of the brown butter treat filled her senses, it was so delectable she found herself taking another bite. And another. And another.

Soon it was gone, and there were only crumbs left in the Chef’s hands. She brushed them away and frowned. “Nothing is happening, did it not work? Is there an expiration on it that I don’t know about? Is it-oh!”

Her thoughts were interrupted by the subtle heat in her body from her own sweat intensifying as her skin took on a sun-kissed hue, raising up her feet to her torso and then over her head. As it reached her head, her already blonde hair grew in luster and fullness, falling in wavy tresses. It now looked like she spent the majority of the time on the beach. Maddy looked down at her hand and turned it over, and giggled. Giggled?

Suddenly, there was a bubbly sensation inside Maddy’s mind, it was light and airy and as any empty bubble rose to the top she found herself giggling to herself. All her thoughts were still there, but all those anxieties and worries weighed the bubbles down so they couldn’t float to the top, only those happy, silly, fun thoughts could float up with the bubbles. A large cat-like grin took over Maddy’s face as she skipped back over to Caleb.

Giggling again she stood on the balls of her feet as she leaned towards Caleb with her hands behind her back, “Heyyy! Caleb you can look now.” Her voice hadn’t changed but there was a musical quality to her speech along with a casual confidence that wasn’t normally present.

This was enough to pique Caleb’s curiosity, and he closed the umbrella, unable to hold back a short gasp and staring at Maddy with wide eyes. Caleb had always found Maddy attractive and cute, but the woman in front of him oozed a casual sense of sex appeal. Her skin glistened like she had been freshly oiled up, and she held herself in such a position to emphasize the curves of her thighs. He felt his throat drying up.

Tittering to herself at his expression, Maddy leaned in, “Do you like it? I think I do too, I feel all bubbly and soft and…” Her eyes measured Caleb’s form, “hot”

The master found his jaw opening and closing like he knew what talking was secondhand but had never experienced it. He found as Maddy got closer a floral scent filled his nostrils which was making it hard to focus and direct thoughts, “I-I-I…” was all he managed before he was interrupted by Maddy climbing into his lap.

“Yeah? Y’know, Caleb, I was actually worried that maybe you didn’t find me attractive like the other girls.” Caleb felt the weight of her pelvis against his crotch and wondered if she was doing it on purpose, with all doubts being settled as she rolled her hips against him causing his body to shudder as she gasped and her face turned pink, “Ah-because..mmm all you ever did-ah- was kiss me…but you–sl-no you fucked all those other girls.”

Caleb grit his teeth as Maddy picked up the rhythm of her movements, insistent, rubbing the soft fabric of their swimsuits against each other, the floral smell growing stronger around them. Caleb let out a grunt and tried to compose his thoughts, “Maddy-I-ah, yes I’m attracted to you-but.” He was grinding his teeth, trying to focus as Maddy leaned in and gently kissed his neck, “I..didn’t want to push you into anything.”

Maddy giggled right against his ear before gently biting it, “Awww Caweb you’re so sweet!” She slurred her words slightly as she pushed her hands on his chest and while Caleb was strong enough to hold himself up, found himself pushed back into the sand as Maddy straddled his waist, “I think everyone-ah- thinks Maddy is so sweet and naive, but Maddy’s a full-grown woman, you know?” She slid against him; the throbbing of his cock was near anguishing at this point.

Caleb found as he tried to keep himself under control, it was all he could do to keep his eyes open and rather than respond to what Maddy was saying found himself letting out a raspy, “Please…”

“Mmm?” Maddy smiled and leaned in, “Do you want to cum, Caleb?” She slowed the movements of her hips, rolling them painfully to keep the stimulation up while not fast enough to grant release.

“Ah-” Was what Caleb managed to get out, but Maddy tutted and wagged her finger.

“Nuh-uh, Caleb, that’s not how you ask nicely for something you want, is it?” Maddy accented this by pressing hard enough that Caleb sword he could feel her pussy’s lips through the thin fabric separating them, “Be a good boy and tell Maddy what you want.”

“I-ah.” The master almost bit his cheek as he summoned the willpower to make his mouth move, “Please, I want to cum, Maddy, please.”

“Hehehe.” Maddy giggled, a hand reaching up and touching her cheek as she began to speed up, “Such a good boy, look at me, Caleb, look at me while you cum.”

Caleb’s eyes shot open as she watched the soft, gently jiggling body of Maddy as she worked his shaft through his trunks. Her nipples were hard and poking through her top as it slid out of position as she rolled against him, gasping before shuddering against him as she felt his cock throb and begin to unload inside his trunks, a visible stain marking his release.

Madeline- Dry Sex +3 VP FIRST x2 BONUS

A satisified and dopey grin spread over Maddy’s lips before she leaned in to sloppily kiss Caleb, immediately drawing out his tongue and entwining it together with hers before she separated and hopped up, looking at him bright eyed, “You certainly made a big ol’ mess” her eyes formed half moons as she giggled and grabbed Caleb’s hand, “Lets go wash that off”

Caleb was nonplussed, so overwhelmed by everything that had just happened that he put up no resistance as Maddy dragged him into the ocean, leaving his umbrella on the beach.

The girls' day out was going, well, it was going. Noemi had never really been on a shopping trip with other girls, not like that. Taking her little sister out put her more in mom mode than anything; it wasn’t about having fun. Lily had gone on multiple outings in her life, but those had always been led by Merry, not her, and in general left a bitter-sweet note in her mouth. So this had lead to the two girls awkwardly walking around the Bazaar, making half hearted attempted to engage with each other.

It didn’t help that each one had their own barrier in place with interacting with the other. Having dated Caleb for a few years, Lily was well aware of everything Noemi had done to him in their school days, but didn’t have the benefit that Caleb did of seeing her trying to make amends. While Noemi felt threatened by Lily’s established relationship with Caleb and how it might put her own in jeopardy. She might be like a sister to Noemi, but even sisters don’t like having the younger sister steal their stuff.

So they meandered around, each one trying to think of something to break the silence. Occasionally, commenting on something especially odd in the bazaar. Eventually, Noemi bit the bullet and asked, “Maybe it would be helpful to know what you have planned for your date? Then we would know what we’re looking for.”

The plant woman sighed, “Yeah, I suppose that makes sense…I mean, I guess I’m just looking for some casual clothes. I heard there was a Chinese place on the restaurant island. Caleb’s and my first date was at a Chinese restaurant, so I thought it might be nice to try and relive that.”

“Oh.” Noemi said unimpressed before adding, “Are you sure you don’t want to do something…better?” She made a motion like she was searching for a nice way of putting it before landing on saying it flatly.

Lily felt her temple throb as she turned on Noemi, “What’s wrong with my plan? We’re starting over. Isn’t it kind of romantic to restart at a place like where it all started?”

Noemi scratched her ear, “I mean I guess, but I dunno, feels like you’re sending the signal that you’re just gonna do the same thing all over again? Y’know Lily, sometimes you can’t just ignore the past, you have to accept it and move forward.” The Chilean woman said this with so little self-reflection that all nearby mirrors developed cracks.

Lily frowned and then half growled, “Ok smartass, what do you think I should do?”

Noemi took on a proud stance, “Well, I guess I can help you out, since you’re so far behind. It’s clear you could use my expertise on satisfying Caleb.”

Lily looked ready to strangle the other woman, “Don’t press your luck you pompous c-” She paused abruptly as her eyes caught something in the neighboring lane and without clarification began to run in that direction.

Staring after her, Noemi gave chase, “Hey! Don’t just run away don’t be a spoil…” As they crossed into the next area she saw what Lily had spotted earlier and her sentence died in her throat “sport…”

Standing in the middle of the Bazaar bag in hand was Eliza. She looked well, rough was an understatement. The professor looked like she hadn’t slept and was dressed in a frumpy hoodie and jeans. She noticed the two other women and a look of fear crossed her features and she turned to run away when both Noemi and Lily stopped her in her tracks by wrapping their arms around her in a big hug.

“Professor!” Lily exclaimed while wrapped around Eliza’s waist, while Noemi said nothing but nuzzled her head against the blonde’s shoulder.

Eliza stood eyes wide in disbelief, before her expression crumbling and beginning to cry in the other women’s arms, speaking through sniffles, “I’m s-s-sorry!” she wailed.

Noemi frowned, “What are you apologizing for?”

“I-I-” Eliza looked at the confused expression on Noemi and Lily’s faces, “The challenge I-I fucked up…”

Lily raised an eyebrow, “We all fucked up besides Maddy.”

“Oh god…She must hate me.” Eliza went to run again when Noemi grabbed her by the hoodie.

“Maddy doesn’t hate you. I think she was angry for a bit, but I think she’s over it now.” She released the confused professor, who just looked between the two of them.

“I-b-but- I,” Eliza’s voice was hollow as she stared into the middle distance.

As she watched, Lily shifted her weight from one foot to the other, “Wow, Mira wasn’t kidding, this last round really messed you up.

At the mention of her roommate, Eliza’s expression darkened before she composed herself, and she stood up straight with a stern expression, “Well a lot of things have happened, but I’m getting ready for tomorrow right now.”

Noemi carefully regarded Eliza’s expression and frowned, “Are you alright? You always helped me out last round, if there is anything I can do?”

Eliza considered telling the two what happened between her and Mira and tried to weigh the situation. They’d no doubt support her and probably tell Caleb what happened, then Caleb would get mad, and Mira would be pushed against the wall and be unable to harm anyone else. But would the group be able to recover in time for the challenge? She didn’t know. “Ask me after the challenge, and we’ll talk then. Right now, I just need to focus day by day.” She’d tell them…but not now.

Lily frowned, unsure of what to make of that statement before shifting to a sad smile, “We’re all fuckups here, so we have to look out for each other.” She touched Eliza’s shoulder gently, “We were just doing some shopping of our own, I’m trying to prepare for my date. Do you maybe want to join us?”

Eliza didn’t; she wanted to run and hide from everyone’s sight, but as she looked into the faces of the other women, she saw that they genuinely wanted her there. She swallowed and then nodded, “I suppose I can join you for a little while, at least until dinner”

Noemi gave a cheer, “That’s great because Lily needs SOOOO much help planning her date, like she’s screwing it up real bad.”

Lily reached over and tugged on Noemi’s ear “I don’t want to hear it from you, lady godiva!”

Noemi squealed, “Let go! You could always go nude, too! Not like you have as much to show off!”

Eliza stared wistfully as they bickered, the tiny conflict making everything else feel so far away.

As Lucian stepped out of the flames, both Mira and Amy felt a cold chill go down their backs. Something was off, and even if they couldn’t tell what it was, the animal part of their brain was screaming at both of them to run. It clicked for Amy first; they had seen different sides to Lucian since coming here. There was the faux jovial, charismatic host persona he put on for the cameras and then the bitter, irate expression he saved just for them. Now?

The demon walked toward them calmly, it was clear he was angry, but instead of yelling his expression was even as he gestured to the two of them. “So, which one of you was it? Which one of you deprecable wretches peeked where you shouldn’t have?”

Amy tensed, but before she could say anything, Mira spoke up, “It was me! I was just telling Amy off for coming here after I shared what I learned.”

The demon arched an eyebrow, “Oh, is that so? That being the case, surely you can tell me why we’re in a church right now, then?”

Mira glanced over at Amy who was watching Mira while sweating nervously. She bit her lip and then pressed on, “Of course, because we know how you demons lose your power on Holy ground!”

The oni winced and closed her eyes as she bowed her head. There was no way that Mira would have been able to guess, but the bluff made it abundantly clear.

Lucian smiled dangerously, “Oh is that right?” He snapped his fingers and flaming chains appeared around both women binding them and sending them to the ground. Lucian looked at his fingers with mock surprise, “What do you know? Seems they work just fine.”

He walked over and knelt next to Mira, grabbing her by the hair and making her look at him, “Really now, has the Messiah complex filled your head so much at this point that you thought such bluffs could fool me? The only one you’re fooling at this point is yourself. That room is truly doing a number on you, well, that’s by design.” He released her hair, letting her face hit the ground with a sharp thud

Turning his gaze on Amy, his expression stayed even, though wrinkles of hatred and held back bile etched across his face, “Of course it would be you, can’t leave well enough alone. Thinking you can outsmart the game that’s eons beyond you.”

The oni strained her neck to stare up at the host, “Not trying to outsmart, just survive.” She winced as the coil of chains tightened around her body.

“Survive? Ha well I suppose that’s all someone like you could aspire to.” He knelt down and stared directly into her eyes with a face of cold disdain, “What else could be expect from a freak like you, incapable of love? Not that it’s entirely your fault, daddy dearest sure wasn’t going to teach it to you, and your mom was incapable of teaching it after what she lost firsthand. You were doomed from birth, a mistake, and every attempt you make at fixing that will only bring pain to the people around you.”

The words landed like lead in Amy’s chest, and she increasingly found it hard to breathe and began to gasp for air. Mira stared on, thinking Amy was **** from the chains. “Hold on, Amy!”

Lucian rolled his eyes and flicked his wrist, sending Mira flying to the other side of the church. He kept his gaze on the Oni, “You know I threw around a lot of ideas about what I’d do once I found out who did this, but…luckily for you, I’ve had time to reflect.” He leaned in, “So I’m not going to punish you because you’re all equally as guilty as the other, not just you here on the island, but all those watching. There’s been so much talk about who is in charge here…and I’ve decided to make it abundantly clear going forward. This is my show. I didn’t want it, but it’s mine, and on my pride as a demon, I will make it a success, the only way I know how.”

His face warped into a facsimile of a smile, “I should really be thanking you, Amy, for clarifying my purpose and message, so as a reward, here!” He waved his hand, and the debris blocking the cellar was blasted out of the way. The demon stood up straight and snapped his fingers, and the chains vanished. “Enjoy it, you’ve earned it!” He vanished in a burst of flames.

From across the church, Amy heard Mira call out to her and ignored her, wordlessly dragging herself to her feet and walking over to the cellar and down the steps. She hadn’t known what she wanted to find; maybe she had hoped it wasn’t real, that this would prove this was all fake, that the level of cruelty and ignorance wasn’t real. But there in the basement, she fell to her knees and started openly sobbing in front of the burnt remains of a skeleton resting in the fetal position on the floor.

Mira came down eventually and stared on, her entire body feeling like it had been dunked in ice as she soaked in the scene in front of her. She had no context but instinctively knew she was at the center of something much worse than she had known about. She quietly walked up and put a hand on Amy’s shoulder. The oni reached up and took the hand as she continued to cry.