Triumphs and Promises

Miss SS's celebratory words brought the music to a halt. Then the catwalk began to fold up like living Lego pieces, leaving a very confused Cindy in place. Out of nowhere, the other girls appeared beside her; the crazy parade was [over.

At that moment, from the infinite darkness of the ceiling above Peter, the winged presenter gently descended, reclining on an invisible bed thanks to her splendid flight.

"Wow, it feels like months have passed! I hope you enjoyed our special event... and by 'enjoyed,' you know what I mean," said Miss SS, accompanied by magical, knowing laughter. "But all good things must come to an end. Even so, it gave us some wonderful, picture-perfect scenes! Video, please!"

Multiple digital screens surrounded the stage, displaying different shots of the girls, focusing on their most suggestive parts and the occasional reaction from Peter. While Megan, Rose, and Sarah looked away in horror, a very curious Cindy didn't miss a single detail.

“You wretch! You manipulated us!” roared Megan, covering her breasts as best she could.

“Oh no, no, honey, I didn't manipulate you. I simply gave you the perfect incentive to set you on the right path,” said Miss SS, feigning innocence.

“Pure nonsense, Meow... you brainwashed us into becoming cheap whores, Meow,” Rose said, pointing at the presenter and unsheathing her claws as her tail wrapped around her crotch.

“Damn it...” Sarah muttered with less conviction.

Without showing a shred of interest, the winged girl performed a couple of spins in the air.

“Apparently there are a few complaints about my methods, but I think none of you watching can deny the results… well, well, let’s move on to what’s really important.”

Before Megan could hurl another insult, Miss SS vanished in a shower of golden glitter, only to reappear right behind Cindy.

“Here we have our brand-new winner!”

Confetti bombs exploded on either side of the younger sister, making her jump in fright.

“I have to admit I was surprised by your performance, but you were absolutely fantastic. You made the perfect moves to lift our beloved Hero… well, as they say, great minds think alike… hehe.”

Cindy was embarrassed by the compliments, but even more so by her inability to tear her eyes away from the presenter’s breasts.

“Mmm… well… what boobs… oh, I mean, what advantage did I gain?” the young woman asked, brushing the confetti out of her hair to restrain herself from touching that luscious chest.

Miss SS slowly orbited around Cindy, observing her obvious reactions.

“I love your curiosity, although telling you your prize would ruin the surprise for the next round, so you’ll have to wait until later, girl.”

Suddenly, the winged girl stretched out, placing her lips against Cindy’s left ear, and magically whispered so that no one else could hear but the two of them.

“I know very well what’s going through your hot brain. Keep it up, and maybe I’ll give you an extra-soft prize.”

Not even all the confetti could hide the blush on young Salazar’s face. She buried her gaze in the ground as Miss SS rose above everyone.

“With this we conclude this special event. I remind you that the second challenge is at the scheduled time, and one last thing: I suggest you get plenty of rest...you'll need it.”