Ciera splits the points between three categories

If Ciera felt more comfortable about Slovakia or Slovenia she would have bet all of her points on it. But she needed to win the money badly; the fear of losing her life to the mob was greater than the risk of being transformed again. Choosing three questions should increase the chance of having at least one correct answer.

“Half on Slovakia or Slovenia first.”

“Which of the two countries was a part of Cisleithania (the western Austrian part of Austria-Hungary)?”

“Both.”

“WRONG.”

“Shit. Keep cool, keep cool,” Ciera repeated to herself, “twenty five percent on Russian Geography.”

“Russia does NOT share borders with which of the following countries?”

“Romania.”

“Correct.”

“Australian Cities.”

“Which city is highlighted on the map?”

“Canberra.”

“Correct.”

“One final mistake,” Frank announced, “too bad it was the question with the most points bet on it. Draw one transformation card.”

“Bisexuality,” Ciera said in a calm voice.

“You’re not angry?” the host inquired.

“At this point that transformation no longer bothers me.”

“We’re so happy that you finally embraced the bimbohood. Go to The Chamber for the final time.”

Ciera left the device swiftly, one mental transformation did not require much time.

“How about a demonstration?” Frank asked.

“Sure,” the answer was instant.

The contestant was not enthusiastic about being fucked on the stage again, but she was not **** either. She was extremely relieved to have won the money… and was still horny and eager for a cock.

Technical assisstants brought in a sex-swing, they were followed by Karen, this time without a strapon, and a man, a different one, but also naked, equally handsome and well-endowed. After giving the blowjobs in just lingerie Ciera did not have many more clothes to take off. The man helped her remove the panies, while Karen took off her bra; she was left in just a pair of sheer crotchless pantyhose and high heels. The audience could finally admire her new large breasts; at D-cups they might not have been the largest ones, but they were firm and natural, and fit perfectly on Ciera’s athletic chest.

The pair helped the contestant to mount the swing. She lay on her back, with her long legs spread wide and her head hung back, but supported by a thick strap; overall it was a reasonably comfortable position, for a threesome at least. In a wide stance Karen stood over Ciera’s face and lowered her pussy onto her mouth. The contestant began to lick it immediately, her oral fetish was not limited solely to cocks.

The man first checked the state of Ciera’s pussy with his finger, it was wet and ready for his penis. He moved between her long legs, grabbed her hips and shoved his cock in one swift motion. As he did so Karen raised her body, so the audience could hear Ciera’s moan. She soon lowered herself back onto the contestant’s face, so the licking could commence.

A swing is a versatile device that allows numerous positions in which to have sex. But during a show there was no time to change them. It was doubtful if the audience would enjoy such a pause and the contestant definitely would not. The threesome continued in the same position throughout its entire duration. The man maintained a steady fast pace, his shoves were forceful and the loud sounds of their bodies slapping against one another could be heard from the speakers. Karen’s role was the most passive one, she filled it by playing with Ciera’s breasts. Sometimes she was gentle and fondled the large firm orbs softly, other times she was rougher and groped them hard or even squeezed and pulled the nipples.

Once again it was Ciera who climaxed first. Karen got off her face to let the ecstatic moans and cries flow freely. She continued to play with the breasts though, her touches were somewhere in the middle between rough and gentle. The man increased the forcefulness of his thrusts and continued until Ciera’s orgasm subsided and her groans quieted. The audience cheered loudly, but the fucking was not over yet. The man walked to the other side of the contestant and shoved his cock into her mouth; the penis was soaking from her juices and she could now taste herself. The man fucked Ciera’s face for two more minutes, Karen kept fondling her breasts, softer this time.

Right before cumming the man withdrew his cock, so that the contestant could take a few deep breaths. He then shoved his whole length into her throat and shot his voluminous load there. He kept her head in place until the final drop was out. Ciera almost passed out from the lack of oxygen, but miraculously managed to withstand the throatpie. The audience was cheering wildly. The man was kind enough to lift her head once he withdrew his penis, so she could finally inhale in a more appropriate position. She stabilised her breathing and rested for a while, the pair then helped her to get off the swing.

“That was so incredibly hot, Ciera!” Frank exclaimed with a grin, “you turned into a wonderful bimbo. Are you finally happy that you became one?”

The contestant was even more disoriented than after the blowjob, but she was satisfied, relieved and indeed happy.

Y-yes,” she replied, “it’s okay. I like it,” her voice was uncertain, but not unhappy.

“We’re glad to hear it!”

The audience cheered once again. When they quieted down Frank continued:

“Congratulations, Ciera! You managed to turn half of your 900 thousand points into money and this won 450 thousand dollars. You’ve been transformed twenty five times during our show and, like most before you, you embraced the bimbohood. Good luck in your bimbo life. Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, it has been a pleasure to host another successful episode of Who Wanna Be a Bimbo.”