The Price of Courage and Friendship

Noah felt a level of panic he had never experienced in his life before. He hadn't been able to say anything while Vizrokoth explained the options that could be affecting him, so all he could do was just lay in his capsule full of fluid. He couldn't even try to speak or yell, as there was a breathing apparatus over his mouth. When the results came in from this audience he knew nothing about, he found out why this breathing tube was necessary.

https://strawpoll.com/NPgxeAJG1Z2/results

"With a resounding 50.98% of the vote, we have a victory for Slime Girl!" The demon bellowed and various contraptions sprung into action.

The capsule Noah lay in went from its previous forty-five degree angle to laying flat, and in the process, the fluids flooded over his head. He closed his eyes just in time, not that it mattered. The various fluids in the chamber thickened, and penetrated every possible opening in his body. The fluids in the capsule were filled with an electric charge, which activated the fluids to begin the transformation that the demon promised. What followed was a strange mix of pain and pleasure, as his body... or her body, radically changed. That idea, "her," being used to describe themselves leapt into Noah's mind, as while they couldn't see anything, they could feel their body being altered by the fluids in the tank.

But it was more than a change in sex, or anything so minor. Noah was losing their very humanity to this transformation, and this was confirmed when the transformation finished. The capsule was pushed out of its position near the center of the room, and it laid flat on the floor in front of the demon, who kicked it open in a single practiced motion. Noah rose from the capsule, slowly at first, but then...

"I present the new and very much improved Noah!" The demon yelled to the camera while presenting Noah's new form to the audience at home.

Noah looked at themselves. Their body felt more sensitive than their prior one, as if their whole body was a giant cluster of nerve endings around a single point. Looking at their new body, it was made of blue goo, or slime, an idea Noah had seen in countless video games, anime, and other media. But the real star of the show from looking down was the truly enormous breasts her new form had. These were the kinds of boobs that made people mad at unrealistic proportions in hentai, given each one of her boobs were bigger than a basket ball, and by a significant margin. If she had a back, it would be in agony, and... wait.

Hearing herself think of themselves as a woman made Noah stop examining their body to think. Did she mind having her sex and gender altered against her will? That she could examine the question in such analytical terms already suggested a lot. The demon had promised that this transformation would eliminate all body shame, so maybe that included gender dysphoria?

"Noah, dear, if you could exit the capsule?" The demon asked, with a hint of urgency.

Noah nodded and slid her way out the capsule, finding it easy to control a body she never had before. This body, being made of slime, didn't walk or anything similar to that, but instead just kind of flowed over everything. She should've felt embarrassed knowing countless people watching, and pretty soon everyone here in person, were going to see her naked, but she just couldn't care less. Clothing was impractical, at best, for her new body, and it felt unnecessary with how her form worked now.

As Noah slid away from the capsule, she continued to analyze herself. She should've been terrified of the demon, this strange new place, and all the rest, but for some reason wasn't. She could realize intellectually that this demon was still a massive threat to her, but it was the same way many treated say, global warming, or the potential of a plague on the horizon. Threats, but not ones that you can run away from or fight, nor ones to react to such as darkness or heights. This was almost certainly a magical effect, but given that she couldn't do anything about it, she decided to focus on the situation at hand and just flow away from all this.

The demon gestured at a spot for Noah to go while she worked on the other contestants. It had a large comfortable couch from which to watch proceedings, but she had no need of it as a slime. She just slid near it, and then relaxed, as she could comfortably sit anywhere with this new slime body. Heck, she practically moved on a bed of goo, but it wasn't nearly as gross as that made it sound. She could relax anywhere, and so curled up to watch proceedings...

"With a dominating 51.92% of the vote, we have a victory for Only I Get to be a Tomboy!" The demon announced.

https://strawpoll.com/poy9ka1DJgJ/results

When Hailey heard the winning option, she had no time to react before her capsule turned over, and dunked her head in the various fluids that filled her capsule. She thrashed and struggled out of instinct, knowing it was futile, but unable to help the impulse. However, after a brief electric charge into all the fluids that filled her capsule, it all just... stopped. Her capsule shot out into a part of the room that was surrounded by medical privacy curtains.

"Alright, lets get you out and dressed dear," The demon said. "Wouldn't want your master to see you naked before you get any chance to score from it."

Hailey wasn't as confused by that as she should've been. Included with her transformation was this vague idea of VP, and using it to win at the contest they were in, but the thoughts were cloudy like an old memory, or fragments of a dream. While those thoughts spiraled in her mouth, she got dressed, and realized her body hadn't changed much. Outside of having healthier skin, and a general improvement to her health, maybe, she looked like a teenage girl like she had before. These thoughts raced through her mind while she put on a medical gown, and dried herself.

"Note this was mainly a mental change, the only physical changes I gave you were just the magic equivalent of a quick check up." The demon said. "Don't overthink it."

Right, Hailey thought, she was going to be a bitch about something because a demon had messed with her head for the amusement of untold numbers of viewers watching elsewhere. That same messing with her head was presumably the reason she was not in a total panic right now from interacting with a demon, or from being on a fucked up reality show watched in multiple dimensions. Instead, she just calmly followed the demon's gesture to a door she hadn't seen before, which lead her to a closet.

There, Hailey put on jeans, a nerdy T-shirt, and standard underwear. Minus a sweatshirt or something else to cover herself up more, these were clothes she had worn before, but now they felt different. She felt more of an attitude about it, as if her dressing in a somewhat more masculine fashion was proving something, and wasn't a choice she had made to blend into the background. Now, her dressing like a guy didn't cause her to blend in with nerds, her original intent, or rebel against her parents, but instead severed her from all the other contestants. Contestants who used to be guys, but for some reason, a part of her now viewed as wayward women she had to discipline, so that she could keep a part of her identity she hadn't cared about before.

When she entered back into the main room, as the closet had no other exit, the demon motioned for her to join Noah, who was now a slime girl, to watch proceedings. Even with whatever calming effect the demon had put into place, that gave Hailey pause. One of her friends from before she had been taken to this fucked up place was now a pile of goo that somehow shaped itself into a ludicrously voluptuous woman, who was now just resting on herself while watching proceedings. This was ludicrous, and yet, she just had to accept it now. She was the plaything of a horrifying demon beyond imagination, and had been chosen because of a very tenuous connection with a teenage boy name Felix. What was next...

"With a crushing 66.67% of the vote, we have a resounding victory for Perverted Childhood Friend!" The demon announced.

https://strawpoll.com/05Zdzepbln6/results

Cameron hadn't been looking forward to any of the options, and while on paper this was less of a threat to his sense of self than the Doppleganger, along with being less humiliating than becoming the Host's Bitch, it was still a massive, total change to who he was as a person. That realization caused a panic that he could do nothing to act on other than squirming around inside the capsule as it laid flat on the floor, and all the fluids within covered his face. When the fluids caked him, the hum of an electric charge entering the fluids sounded in his ears...

A new set of memories entered. Initially, other than being a girl with dirty blonde hair, and going by Cammy, her memories didn't change much. Sure, she was a girl, but that didn't seem so alien a lot of the time, or at least, not compared to what she knew was coming. She realized early on in this alternate set of memories as Cammy that she was steadily feeling an increase in lust, but that just manifested in some occasional dirty jokes until she turned eighteen, when everything accelerated. She remembered talking excitedly about all the hot guys she'd fuck in college, cracking sex jokes whenever she could get away with it, peeping on hot guys, how she couldn't wait for Felix to be eighteen, and masturbating every single night, with no exceptions. Once her memories got to college, this version of herself fucked loads of guys, and after a year of experimentation, had come to realize some specific kinks she gravitated towards. She loved fucking male virgins, staring at naked men, and humiliating girls by fucking their boyfriends in front of them. The last she did so often that she was considered the campus lionness,* and exposed a bunch of young women to cuckquean tendencies they didn't know they had.

Of course the other major difference was with Felix. Cammy never abandoned him in this set of memories for an upwards social climb. Cammy never felt the need to get connections with the rich and powerful, because she wasn't chasing material gains the way her father was. Heck, in this world, despite being a pervert, Cammy found her father a disgusting creep, and hated him so much that it was Austin, not Felix, she cut out of her life. Felix wasn't just attractive, or someone she loved seeing blush when she teased him, but a friend she genuinely treasured.

As these memories raced through Cameron's mind, the fluids did their work as they transformed Cameron's body. By the time their capsule moved out of its starting position near the center of the room, and the demon dragged them from the capsule, there wasn't a single trace of the body Cameron used to inhabit. Now, they were in Cammy's body, a young woman with dirty blonde hair, an amazing bubble butt, breasts that just about filled a D cup, and in general good health. Over all she looked like an approachable girl you could meet anywhere, which she remembered heightened the shock when guys heard her crack a dick joke, and the humiliation girls felt when she got them to watch her fuck their boyfriend right in front of them.

Once Cameron was out of the capsule, they took the medical gown, nodded when the demon explained why they should hide from Felix's gaze for now, and went to get dressed in the nearby closet. They put on panties, bra, some jeans that were the most similar to something Cameron would wear, and the only shirt that she wasn't embarrassed by. Whether Cameron was Cammy now, or just Cameron in Cammy's body with her memories, wasn't something they could figure out. They chose to think of themselves as, "they," both to avoid a gendered term, and to account for that Cameron now felt like two people in one body.

Upon leaving the closet and joining the others present, Cameron felt someone glaring at them. Getting close, they realized Hailey was the one doing it. The Cameron side just felt confused, but the Cammy part of their mind was very excited by it. It reminded her too much of the thrill she got teasing guys in front of their girlfriends, and seeing how mad they would get about seeing someone try to steal their boyfriend. These battling instincts would be haunting Cameron and Cammy for the foreseeable future...

*(Looking up the female equivalent of bull is a bit of a pain, lionness was the closest I got)