Results!

Ten seconds after saying that we'd take a break, Clotho spoke up.

"Alright everyone, votes are over!" She exclaimed. "Let's see the results!"

"But you just said we'd take a break," I protested.

"Time doesn't run at the same pace across all universes, Perseus," Lachesis said. "In the ten seconds we took a break, the other universe was able to vote. Annabeth Chase, you have received the We're In This Pit Together Transformation."

The board showed the results.

We're in This Pit Together: When Annabeth Chase brought Perseus Jackson down to the Pit with her, her life was saved by Perseus' ruthlessness, power, and quick thinking, not by her intelligence, nor by her morals. Had he not been there, she would've died within minutes. Out of gratefulness, Annabeth will put the Master's happiness as a top priority. (Servant) {63.7%}

You Dare???: When Annabeth Chase met Rachel Elizabeth Dare, she held **** jealousy as she perceived R.E.D. as a threat to her (then non-existent) relationship with the Master. Now, she will view every Contestant as a threat to her relationship with Perseus, and doubly so for Rachel Elizabeth Dare. (Yandere) {8.2%}

I Don this COwl: Annabeth Chase is the Daughter of Athena, who's patron animal is the owl. Annabeth Chase will develop some physical features of an owl. (Harpy) {28.1%}

"As you can see, We're In This Pit Together won by a landslide," Lachesis said. "Now, for some benchmark questions to see how the TF affects your opinions. Annabeth Chase, how do you feel about Perseus getting a harem?"

"I feel angry that staying alive cost us getting into this situation," Annabeth said.

"What if he felt that having a harem was necessary to win this 'show'?"

"I'd tell him that's not true because you didn't say that he couldn't have only one queen."

"Alright, and how did you escape the Pit?"

"Percy was the muscle and I was the brain, together we were able to navigate Tartarus."

"Questions over, now face your Fate," Lachesis snapped, and we all looked at Annabeth, waiting to see any results.

"I don't feel a change?" Annabeth said.

"Tell me, what are your feelings about Perseus getting a harem?" Lachesis asked.

"I don't like it and I don't think he needs one," Annabeth said. "I'm his one and only."

"What if Perseus thought it was necessary?"

"I trust him unequivocally, and if he feels happier and more mentally secure if he has a harem, I'd help him get every woman on the show."

"Last question, how did you escape the Pit?"

Annabeth gave me a look as if I was the only reason she was alive and I was the only thing worth living for, then she responded to Lachesis.

"Percy saved me. It was my fault that I fell, but he chose to join me, and he guided and dragged me through the horror that was the Pit. He's the only reason I ever had a chance at escape."

We all looked at her in horror.

"What?" She asked. "It's true. He has the powers, not me. In fact, I stopped him from doing what was necessary, and I won't ever do that again."

I was too shocked by the total 180 that I couldn't even tell her how wrong she was.

Lachesis moved onwards. "Sally Jackson, see your results."

The board changed from Annabeth's results to Mom's, and I looked at it in anger.

A Mother of Two: 44 year old Sally Jackson isn't just the mother to Perseus, she has a second child, 4 year old Estelle. Sally will sacrifice 20 years of age so a grown up version of Estelle from an alternate reality where the Last War never happened can join the show. Everything will be split between the Mother and Daughter. (???){38.1%}

A Mother At Heart: Sally Jackson fondly remembers the times before Perseus even had an inkling about the mythological world. Her breasts will resume lactation, and she will suckle him every morning. (MILF){3.6%}

A Mother of Many: Sally Jackson waited 18 years after Perseus to have a baby, both because she needed to find the right man and because she was scared of the mythological world. With the mythological world effectively gone, all she needs is the right man to pin her down and seed her. (Breeding){58.3%}

My Mom choked in fear and grief, then she spoke up. "Do you seriously expect me to have children again after how callously my daughter was dropped, by a VOTE!? The mythological world's dangerousness clearly isn't gone, I won't have kids, and you won't be able to **** me!"

The Fates looked like they didn't care, but I wanted to see how they'd feel if I spoke up. "I'll make every single day on this Island hell because of this. You can't just leave Estelle like that."

The Fates looked at each other, as if they were reading each other's minds. There was a bated silence as we all wanted to see the results.

Clotho spoke up. "Very well, we have chosen to use our first of three Vetos in this Round. Instead of receiving only A Mother of Many, Sally will receive a combined version of that and A Mother of Two, with a twist."

Mom gasped in horror as the new words on the board began to appear.

A Grandma/Mother of Many, But a Mother of Two At Heart: Sally Jackson waited 18 years too long after Perseus to have a baby, and now she's having crazy baby fever, to the point that her tits will lactate if she is in the presence of a man she thinks would be a great father. However, she has very few, if any, child-bearing years left in her, so she's choosing to sacrifice 20 years of age so that a 24 year old version of Estelle Blofis-Jackson from an alternate reality can come to the show. Estelle Blofis-Jackson will effectively be the same person as Sally. (****=Wincest)

"The Choice has been made, now face your Fate," Lachesis said, snapping.

We all looked at Mom as the changes happened. First, Mom lost her gray hairs, then her wrinkles. Her shoulders began to lift up, as did her tits as the sag from time was reversed. Within seconds, she went from a hot older milf to a hot younger milf.

Then Clotho grabbed a thread from within Mom and began knitting, and we all braced for Estelle's arrival. Atropos cut the Thread and laid the blanket on Mom, who hugged the blanket and closed her eyes as it began to glow. All of us looked away as it got too bright, then we heard a flash and a tearing of clothes.

Sitting in Mom's lap was what one could only define as a hot college girl. She had straight black hair, bright green eyes, beautiful face, large tits, total hourglass body.

Oh, and the only thing she was wearing was the ripped top half of Mom's tankini.

Wait, what the fuck?

I turned to the Fates for an explanation as my mom hugged Estelle to ****.

"They're effectively the same person," Lachesis said. "Their Drachma is the same, their Charis is the same, their Transformations are the same, and especially in this case, their clothes are the same. That means that if one of them is wearing a bra, the other must forego a bra, and vice versa, with all clothes."

This twisted shit was really doing anything to make everyone here horny and fuck, huh.

"With Sally/Estelle finished, Hera, you may now see your results," Lachesis said, and the board changed.

I Hate That I Love It: Ever wonder why Hera has made it so obvious that she hates Zeus' dalliances but never punishes Zeus for it? Because she's secretly into it. Hera will now enjoy knowing what each Contestant does with the Master. (Cuckqueen){78.2%}

DidJU kNOw I Liked That: When Perseus carried Juno across the Little Tiber, Juno/Hera rediscovered a fantasy she had since the First Titan War: To be rescued by her man. Juno/Hera will find herself in difficult positions, requiring the Master to rescue her. (Princess???){12.6%}

Don't Ruffle My Feathers!?: Hera's patron animal is the peacock, and it shows! Below her waist, Hera can only wear a "skirt" made of her peacock feathers. (???){9.2%}

"Face your Fate, Hera," Lachesis said as she snapped. "Not that much has changed."

Hera looked at me and blushed, and I shivered inside at the thought of her having fantasies of me.

"Without further ado, Clarisse LaRue, your results."

His Best General: At the end of the Second Titanomachy, Clarisse and Perseus came to an understanding; when it was between them, he was the leader. But she was the General of the troops. Clarisse and the Master will continue this dynamic. (Switch){16.7%}

His Little Cannon: Clarisse and Perseus both vividly remember the time Ares berated her on the Confederate Warship. Clarisse will see Perseus as a towering authority figure and will defend him and his honor. (???){50.1%}

His Big Softie: Clarisse is one of the toughest women Perseus knows, but once he got through her shell, she became one of the sweetest people he knew. Clarisse will gain height and muscle definition, and she will also have a softer heart. (Amazon){33.2%}

Clarisse sighed. "Of course they'd choose the one I'd hate the most. Get it on then."

Lachesis snapped, and I don't think any of us expected the extent to which she changed.

Originally, she was 5'10", now all of us watched as she shrunk down to 4'11". Her breasts went from a generous D cup to a huge EE cup, covering about half her torso. She looked at all of us angrily, and we all looked away, embarrassed.

"Dam this," she muttered as she tried stuffing her titflesh into her bra to no avail.

"Rachel Elizabeth Dare, see your Fate," Lachesis said, changing the board with a wave.

Let's See Where Our Dreams Take Us: Rachel is the current Oracle, and Perseus has always had prophetic dreams. Together, they'll paint the future. When Perseus and Rachel sleep together, they'll see clear glimpses of their future. (???){48.1%}

Let Me Tie Your String: When Perseus navigated the Labyrinth, Rachel was his guide, like the String of Ariadne. Now, she'll be using a different kind of String. Rachel is well versed in the many uses of ties and strings for a little fun time, and she looks forward to using it! (Bondage){48.1%}

Let's Do It: Rachel is infamously known as an impulsive individual, but it always works out. Rachel now has an aura of impulsivity.{3.8%}

"Due to the tie, Rachel Elizabeth Dare will now receive both Transformations. Rachel, face your Fate," Lachesis said as she snapped.

"Nice, nice," Rachel commented as the new information sat in her head.

I hope she knew that I was not interested in getting tied whatsoever.

"Hermes, see your Fate," Lachesis said as the board changed once again.

Wingwoman: When Hermes was a "he," he used to bar hop with Apollo and be his wingman. Now, she is Perseus' biggest wingwoman and will always try to bring more to his bed. (Orgy){80.1%}

Just Borrowing This... Permanently: Hermes is now a woman, but she doesn't have a wardrobe. Whenever she sees an outfit or piece of clothing she likes, she will steal it, knowing she will be punished. (Masochist){16.7%}

Hate The Game, Not The Player: Hermes has always believed in all kinds of business. Now, as Goddess of Commerce, she can sell a limited number of sexual acts per round for a Drachma reward. (???){3.2%}

Lachesis snapped, and Hermes laughed as she looked at the other Contestants hungrily. "I'd love for all of us to be under Percy together, anything for the Hero of Olympus, right?"

Everybody else shivered in disgust, except for Hera and I, we shivered in arousal.

Lachesis waved a hand over the board. "Let Hazel Levesque see her Fate now."

Bejewelled: Originally, Hazel Levesque dropped the riches of the Earth, and it was a curse, then she took control over it. Will she be able to retake control over it again? Hazel will have a gem butt plug. For every hour that she doesn't wear said butt plug, she will receive punishments. (Anal){50%}

Mist Me?: Hazel Levesque has a control over the Mist incomparable to any other demigod. Before, that saved her life. Now, it'll bring a new thrill. Hazel Levesque now can no longer wear clothes. She can use the Mist to mitigate the damage, with varying levels of success. (Exhibitionist){49%}

I Know My Chances: Inspired by Perseus' gamble against Phineas, Hazel Levesque decides that life as a demigod might be safer if you take your chances. Hazel will now have the ability to gamble 50 BP per day for a chance to get closer to victory. (???){1%}

"How... Entertaining," Lachesis said. "They want you to use your powers, Hazel."

Lachesis snapped, and Hazel's clothes disappeared, then she stood up robotically, then bent down Yoruichi-style, her pussy lips all out there for everybody's view. Hazel stood up, presenting a 6" long, 3" inch wide, amber butt plug. I looked her in the eyes, seeing the fright at the loss of control over her limbs as well as the huge ass plug she was about to wear.

Suddenly, the Fates released her, giving her control over her body.

"You have two options, Hazel Levesque," Lachesis said, and judging by her grin this was for her own amusement. "We can either retake control over your body and insert it for you, or you can do it for yourself right now."

"I'll do it," Hazel said with panic, setting the butt plug on her chair and taking her thong off.

Slowly, she sat down, and we could tell as she lined herself up.

I carefully looked only at her face and not anywhere else, and we had a semi-disturbing few seconds of eye contact as she tried to push the butt plug up her ass.

Unfortunately, the best she could do was absolutely nothing, so after 30 seconds of all of us watching Hazel as she grunted over the butt plug, Clotho spoke up.

"I will give you two options," Clotho said. "Either we can **** the plug up your ass and you will be sore for the next two weeks, unable to give your all in the Challenges and Tests for those weeks, if you are able to walk."

"And my second option?" Hazel asked.

"You get on the table, and your Master, Perseus Jackson, will help you wear the plug, as well as walk you through how to wear it in the future. You will only be sore until you wake up tomorrow morning."

Hazel blushed as she looked at me.

"I won't make it weird," I promised, knowing that was a lie. What part of this couldn't be weird? They were slowly drawing us into depravity and there was nothing we could do.

Hazel got on the table, handing me the butt plug. Just as she was about to turn around and show me her thicc chocolate ass, I stopped her.

"You need to get it ready first," I said. "If it's not lubed up, it'll be painful, and probably not even go in," I looked at the Fates. "Can you give us some lube?"

Lachesis grinned. "The only lube you two are getting is your own saliva."

I gulped as I looked Hazel in the eyes. Slowly, I offered the plug to her.

"Think of it as a lollipop..." I offered weakly as she stared at me deadpan. "A really big one?"

"Why don't you do it?" Hazel challenged.

"I'm going to have to lube your... Entrance up," I said, and she winced as I called her ass an entrance.

Hazel sighed deeply, then she started licking the plug carefully. She ran her tongue over the tip slowly, while shyly looking up at me every few seconds for approval.

"Oh, I forgot to mention," Clotho said evilly, "your Transformation says you can only go an hour without getting plugged. That started retroactively from when you arrived here, you're 30 seconds away from hitting the 1-hour mark."

Hazel's eyes widened in shock, and she immediately stopped sucking the plug and showed me her ass. "**** it in, Percy!"

I immediately went to work, pushing the tip of the plug into her ass. I put too much ****, and instead of me pushing the plug into her, I pushed her forward.

"Lay down!" I commanded. "Make a starfish."

Hehe, telling her to lay like a starfish while I insert the plug into her starfish.

Not the time, ADHD.

I got on the table and sat on her legs, then I started pushing the plug downwards into her ass.

Unfortunately, Hazel was totally unprepared for any sort of anal play, and timer had her stressed.

"You need to relax, Hazel!" I exclaimed as her sphincter pushed the plug out.

"I can't!" She moaned as I put all my weight onto the plug, forcing her ass to open up.

Then, with a pop, I was able to push the last bit in, and her sphincter closed on the neck of the plug as she sighed in relief.

We both looked at the board and immediately took back any sense of accomplishment we felt.

Hazel Levesque: Went Without a Plug for 00:01:00:23, punishments will now be incurred.

She looked up at me as we realized she was about to get fucked in the ass, literally and metaphorically.