Transformation Results: Part 1

“And that’s time, dear viewers! The polls are closed!” said Ginelia cheerfully.

As soon as she finished her sentence, the screen in her hands went blank. However, the screens in the hands of the six Sassafras bodies disappeared into thin air, and they silently returned to their place in the line.

“What’s gonna happen now?” said Glyka in a small voice, her long ears twitching. She wasn’t sure whether to be scared, or angry, or hopeful, or even to let any of that show. Besides, everyone she’d run to for comfort was either not here, or in the same situation as her.

“It’s going to be okay, whatever it is,” replied Caelan, in a tone that was far more confident than he felt. He projected the And even if he was wrong, he would protect Glyka. He would protect them all, even if he died for them.

If Ginelia heard the little conversation, she gave no sign. “The winner of the First Impression poll is the electrifying beauty, Ionanthe! As a reward, she will gain 20 BP and tonight’s date with the Master!”

As she spoke, the screen in her hands changed to show the results of the First Impression poll. Through Ginelia’s divine magic, the master and contestants could see the screen as clearly as the audience could.

Best Girl: First Impression Results

1. Ionanthe--20 BP, Tonight’s Date

2. Galatea--16 BP

3. Mahja--12 BP

4. Emilie--8 BP

5. Glyka -- 4 BP

6. Adalheid-- 0 BP

Hearing and seeing this, Ionanthe grinned and half-bowed toward the camera to thank the audience. She was glad they liked her enough to give her tonight’s date and 20 BP. She’d hoped to be the first contestant to talk to Caelan alone ever since she realized what show she was on and who was the master.

“They must clearly be blind. Or stupid,” muttered Adalheid, not caring if the cameras and other machines picked up her comment. She was not sure why she cared for the opinion of millions of strangers across the multiverse, but it galled her that she was not even in the top three!

“Addy! Don’t call them that!” said Caelan.

“Yeah!” added Mahja. “It’s like, they decide what happens to us! What if they eliminate you right now for calling them names?”

Adalheid was about to argue, but Ginelia cut her off. The goddess looked at the dwarf with a smile that was at once dazzlingly beautiful and a show of teeth. It was enough to quiet Adalheid, though she still glowered at the camera.

“I would listen to your friends, Adalheid. While the audience generally cannot eliminate a contestant, they certainly can decide what happens to them. Especially when it comes to transformation polls! Of which I am about to announce the results of the first one right now!”

The goddess stepped forward, leaving the screen floating in the air, where the cameras could see it.

Ginelia looked down at Adalheid, with the same bright smile, although this time it had no warning notes. Adalheid held her ground with a stare even though there was a little voice in the back of her mind telling her to stop being stubborn before it killed her.

“Adalheid, your winning transformation, with 55 percent of the vote, was Shortstack, Dwarf Edition! Gift of the Puffball came in second, and Tastes like Love will be eligible for you to purchase with BP in the future.”

The screen shifted to show the winning transformation's description. Shortstack, Dwarf Edition--Adalheid’s breasts will expand to match her ass, giving her an hourglass figure and classic shortstack body. (Dwarf)

With that, Ginelia snapped her fingers. For a single second, Adalheid didn’t notice anything strange. But before she could speak, she felt a sudden, not unpleasant, tingle across her entire chest, and watched in shock as her breasts began to rapidly expand, as though they were dough in a hot oven. She shrieked in horror and covered her growing breasts, trying and failing to push her tits back to their normal flatness, and then to stop the top of her robe from ripping apart. She did not care about the audience leering at her exposed body. But she couldn’t let Caelan see her like this!

“Stop it, Ginelia!” said Caelan. “Don’t hurt her!”

He moved to shield Adalheid, but was stopped in his tracks when Ginelia held up a hand. The expression on her face was stern, but like a caring teacher rather than a cruel boss.

“Worry not, Caelan. She is not being hurt by the transformation, and neither will the others, or you, when you are all transformed in turn. Please, stand down until the transformations are finished.”

In her last sentence, Ginelia used that compelling note in her voice that she had used earlier, on all of the contestants as well as Caelan, to make sure that none of them tried to interfere with the transformations--as futile as such a heroic act would be. It seemed that the others--except Ionanthe who seemed familiar with the workings of the show--were frozen in shock at actually witnessing a transformation.

Meanwhile, Adalheid’s tits finally stopped growing. While they were not impossibly large, Adalheid was now very well-endowed. Her short stature, combined with her already plump ass, only accentuated her new hourglass figure.

Adalheid had kept her arms crossed over her chest, but her new large breasts were still peeking out. She huffed, and dropped her arms to her sides, focusing instead on holding the rest of the ruined robe in place. She blushed as she realized that everyone was seeing her tits, especially Caelan. To his credit, Caelan immediately looked away, instead focusing on Ginelia.

Adalheid showed her boobs to the master: +4 VP

She rolled her eyes when she heard the notification in her mind, but it still calmed her down. It could be much worse, she reminded herself. But would he want to look at her boobs even if they hadn’t grown?

Ginelia looked at Adalheid with a satisfied smile, and moved on to the next transformation. “We’ll go from least popular to most popular! Next up is Ionanthe!”

“Ionanthe, your winning transformation was ‘D and D’ Stands for Dragons and Dresses! Ryumimi Mode Lock came in second and will be in the next transformation poll, and Wisdom of the Ages came in third and is available for purchase in Sassafras’s BP shop!”

Like before, the text on the screen shifted to explain the transformation. D and D stands for Dresses and Dragons--Ionanthe can only wear form-fitting dresses or less, regardless of her form. (Sexy)

Ginelia snapped her fingers, and Ionanthe’s blouse, skirt, and cloak disappeared, and immediately shifted into a sleeveless black knee-length cocktail dress that clung to the dragoness’s ample curves and accommodated her tail, and revealed her cleavage through a cutout at the collar. Her stockings disappeared, as did her boots, revealing how her long legs transformed at the knee to draconic clawed talons covered in deep blue scales.

Ionanthe took the transformation in stride, taking a moment to look at herself and her new outfit. She smiled in relief, and her tail swished. Even though she'd wanted Wisdom of the Ages, she knew it could always be worse. She was just glad that the audience liked her enough not to mode-lock her. But she would have to keep in mind the knowledge that a good portion of the audience liked the idea of her being in her ryumimi form permanently. She also smiled when she saw Caelan’s eyes turn from Adalheid to her, looking at her in shock. But she had noticed that for a fraction of a second, there was lust in his gaze.

“I’m glad you’re happy with what the audience selected for you, Ionanthe. Now, it’s Galatea’s turn to be transformed!”

Galatea froze hearing that. She wasn’t sure she wanted any of the transformations that the audience could select.

“Galatea, your winning transformation, with over half the vote, is Expose True Self! Tactile Tentacles came in second and will be in the next transformation poll, and Healing Bath is available for purchase in Sassafras’s BP shop!”

Once more, the description of the transformation was displayed before it began. Expose True Self--Instead of wearing her baggy wizard robes, Galatea will now only be permitted to wear form-fitting and/or revealing attire. She will gain BP if she chooses to only wear “clothes” made from her own slime. (Self-Expression)

Galatea let out a horrified wail, frantically trying to cover herself with her arms. Fortunately, her baggy robe did not explode off her, instead transforming into a skintight, shiny black leather catsuit that was unzipped enough to show off her cleavage. When she saw and felt that she was still clothed, she relaxed ever so slightly. Even if the catsuit was so tight that it barely counted as clothing. But the catsuit was surprisingly comfortable and...liberating. And did the audience not care that she was a slime--no, like her because she was a slime, enough that they wanted to see her wear next to nothing? Was Ginelia...right?

Caelan’s eyes grew wide seeing Galatea’s transformation take effect. He realized that he’d never seen the wizard in anything other than a loose robe. He’d always thought that she had a lovely face, but now, seeing all of her took his breath away. Especially as she relaxed and took a breath, then began to test how her body moved in her new clothes. He felt his member twitch in his trousers. With some effort, he wrested his eyes away from Galatea and back to Ginelia.

The goddess looked at Caelan with a small smirk for a fraction of a second, before turning her attention to Glyka.