Round 5 Transformations

"We're back bros and Bimbos! It's Harem Hotel Living in Sin, yes we are." The host was electric, her energy returned to her, and why shouldn't she be? It was the most exciting time of the week. Transformations, transformations, transformations! Time to escort these beauties, even further down their road to enslavement.

"I eagerly await your decisions." Cleopatra sighed, from her chair. She sat in such a way, that it was clear she intended to masturbate throughout the event, and her clothing left her every opportunity to do so.

Skylar smiled at this. It was nice to have someone on her side. In seasons past, which weren't as disastrous as this one it was half the harem by now. But, circumstances as they were, she was glad to have just one. "Well, Cleopatra I wouldn't dream of keeping you waiting. Let's start with Helen."

"Always glad to be first." Envy snarked, crossing her arms. "What did I get?"

"Well..." Skylar walked to Helen, and laughed nervously. "This one is actually kind of interesting. For a while, Leashed was in the lead. Then we aired your interview, and as soon as we mention you'd be laying eggs, Knocked up shot to the lead."

"What the hell?"

Skylar giggled. "I know right? If I'm being honest, sometimes I put really out there transformations, knowing they'll never get chosen, and this was one of them, but... looks like it won!"

"Great."

Skylar nodded. "And it's not like me vetoing would save you from the body horror, because leashed actually landed in last place. The other trait would give you a third eye, so it's going to be weird no matter what, so might as well make the most amount of people happy! Haha I really thought they'd want to put a collar on you, who knows what these guys think, huh?"

"Geez." Helen pouted and crossed her arms. "I guess my body's avoided damage long enough, just give it to me."

Skylar snapped. "There you go. Whoever sleeps with you first this week will get you pregnant, man, woman, mineral or vegetable. Over the week you'll bloat and bloom with the woman's miracle, and at the end you're going to lay an egg that will contain a prize for the proud papa."

"Super."

"Aaaand I'm afraid we're not done there." Skylar smiled sheepishly. "Your new point total put you at 6th place, which means Easy A is going to knock off a few points from your IQ."

"Oh great, How dummy am I get now?"

"Well if that sentence is anything to go by, pretty." Cleopatra giggled, her fingers making slow circles around her clit. She wanted to savor this round. About the fire pit, she could spot sparks of lust igniting within those who'd been her prey this week.

Helen herself giggled, and groped herself. "You make me a pregnant dumbo, that's kinda hot!"

"Thank you." Skylar beamed, her work was finally appreciated. "That's all for you. Let's move onto Cleopatra. Dear girl, will you take a lap around the fire pit?"

The beauty shrugged and got to her feet. She began to circle the fire, and as she did, a hand reached out to spank her. She yelped in surprise, and when she turned around to face the person who'd done it, she was surprised to find that it was Elizabeth, daytime Elizabeth no less. She opened her mouth to protest, but as she did a second spank came from behind. "Ouch!" She whimpered, facing Olympias now "Oh, I get it, work place harassment. " She mentally took account of her own traits now.

Mystery solved, she continued to make it her around the firepit, somewhat distressed that no one was able to resist the trait. They all reached out to spank her, cop a feel of one of her tits. Erica even went so far as to cup her pussy. An act which Cleopaatra hoped would lead to infection, but unfortunately not.

"Well that's fun." Cleopatra dropped back into her chair, feeling a little sore and used. Still, she went back to masturbating. "My mere presents turns them into perverts and molesters. Fuck me, that's a good trait."

Olympias, Mary, and Helen agreed, the three of them rubbed their thighs together, somewhat out of breath by the transformation. They hadn't been able to resist. It was like Cleopatra was just some piece of meat, and they were hungry wolves to who just to take a bite out.

"Bad luck there Cleopatra." Skylar tutted, eyes brimming with delight. The lust now circulating this circle was electric. "Hard to imagine the leader of a harem with that trait."

Cleopatra smiled and licked her lips. "It's only molestation if I don't want it, but I think it's a very good trait for me. My beauty and power is such that my slaves can't help but to fawn over and squeeze my perfect golden body. Mortals are often crude when expressing their devotion to the gods."

Skylar smiled at that. Cleopatra was unable to think of any traits as being negative. So, of course she'd find a way to make this handicap a boon. "Very good, shall we move onto Boudica?"

"We can skip her if ya want." Boudica sighed, holding her booted feet up to the fire.

"Well that's a shame because you actually got a really good trait."

Boudica was suddenly up on her feet. "You know, I always loved the cuddle-brains. I knew they'd come through for me eventually! Hit me with it."

"That's what I thought. It looks like all your cuddling cam shows have paid of Boudica. The audience decided to give you some real power in the harem, and decided not to further bimbofy your body. Your trait is Employee of The Month. This means, whenever you complete your Quim Quota, you're rewarded. You become ruler of cummies for the rest of the day, and can set a rule for how they will be achieved."

"What kind of rule?"

"Anything you want. You can make it so people only cum when being intimate with you. Or at a specific location, or with a mouth full of pee."

"Ah the Boudica way." Olympias giggled.

"Only girls who are under six feet can have cummies." Boudica shot back.

"Exactly, just like that. Very powerful in the hands of a non-bimbo we'll see how you do. Of course The Master can overcome your rules if he wants."

Boudica checked her phone. Apparently, their time in the forest hadn't amounted to much. It was the same day they'd started the challenge, and despite hours passing, it'd only been a few minutes. Which means she still had a few cummines from Helen's night with Satan to harvest. This could be interesting. "I'll try not to do anything too dumb."

"She tries and tries and tries." Skylar rolled her eyes. "Olympias you're our winner, and will be crowned with your fruit at the end of the proceedings. Next up is Mary."

"Can't fucking wait to see this." Mary said, not quite aware that it was the transformations that were getting her so revved up. Her arms were crossed, her thighs were clamped shut. Her sex bloomed, and pulsed needy underneath her modest skirt and dress.

"In another surprising turn for me, the audience has chosen to give you a tail! I know, I know... I'm peronsally surprised in how interested they are in making you a demon."

"I am a demon."

"Yeah, yeah." Skylar waved her off, and snapped her fingers.

"Eeep!" Mary yelped, and got to her feet, rapidly tapping her butt in a panic.

"What's going on in there I wonder?" Mischief bloomed in Skylar's eyes.

Mary made and attempt to tailor her dress for the tail, with her bare hands. But it had it's own designs for the fabric, and ripped it's way right through. It was a spaded little devil's tail, thin and dexterous, and just as red as it's own. It seemed to relax now that it was free, and swayed behind Mary lazily.

The maid looked at it cautiously but eventually seemed to conclude that she wasn't in danger. "This shit's not so bad."

"Oh it's fine now, but if it catches you being submissive, uh-oh." Skylar giggled.

Mary snorted. "Like that's going to happen. I'm still the badass bitch I always was." This seemed to please her tail which nodded it's spaded tip like a head.

All eyes flicked to Olympias. The opportunity for her to cause Havoc had come. But she did nothing, the giant was red in the face, and had her pantied gripped in her hand, slowly tugging on the fabric to stimulate her own sex, as she watched the tail swish about.

"You're enjoying this?" Erica balked, she looked around the circle to check the disgust of the others, but saw that Helen was equally transfixed. Her lower IQ leading to lowered inhibition, which brought her fingers right into her perfect cunt.

Half the circle was rubbing themselves to the transformations, which everyone was supposed to meet with fear! "Of course they are." Skylar cooed from her chair. "The game is almost over Erica, just two weeks to go. Everyone is starting to accept their lives."

That couldn't be true. They were all too stubborn, too proud. Erica knew this, but there was no denying what she saw. What had happened this last week under her nose? While she was... seducing Boudica, three more contestants had shattered under the pressure of the game."That's impossible."

"Well, since you're so eager to be the center of attention Lazy Bones, how about we get started with your transformation?"

At least she'd been spared the horrors of a punishment this week around. "What am I in for today?"

Skylar snapped her fingers.

Erica licked her lips anxiously, not feeling very different at all. She chewed her lip for a second. "So what? Was it the sleep thing? Because I already don't get my eight hours, so NBD there."

Skylar chuckled. "You got it. not very exciting visually, is it?"

"Nope." Erica felt relief flood her body. Not bad, not soul crushing. She went back to chewing on her lip, and sat back in her chair. The audience had come through for her again.

"This is going to be a fun one." Skylar looked at Elizabeth. "You must have made some people happy this week, because they gave you a pretty powerful little toy to play with. Your reward for 3rd place is Look into my eyes. Want to know how it works?"

"That's the hypnotism one, right?" Elizabeth crossed her arms. "Alright."

"Okay, we just need a weak-willed victim... Mary stand in front of Elizabeth, will you?"

Mary huffed. "Yeah, right like I would..." Skylar held her hand up threateningly. "Okay, fine whatever." She got up to go to the vampire but when she did her tail stared flailing about. It tried spanking the maid as punishment, but her uniform for the day was long and modest and kept her butt well-padded. Regardless the tail wailed away, showing its impotent displeasure in the only way it knew how.

"That's going to be fun." Olympias grinned, flossing her panties through her moistened lips.

Skylar leaned forward to instruct Elizabeth. "All you have to do is make contact, and say the words 'look into my eyes.'"

Elizabeth nodded, and made the eye contact with Elizabeth. "Look into my eyes." On command, the maid's gaze became locked on Elizabeth's, her face went slack, her eyes then vanished, and simply became two pools of swirling colors. "Now what?"

"Give her a command, remember at this rank, it can't be anything too out of the ordinary."

Cleopatra sighed, and squirmed in her seat. She knew at higher levels, Elizabeth would be able to turn the whole harem into zombie slaves. Maybe she should buy that for herself...

"Um, okay." Elizabeth cleared her voice. "Mary, when you next hear Skylar snap, you'll take off your shoes... and um put them on your head."

Without realizing the whole group let out a sigh. They'd forgotten who they were dealing with. This was the good Elizabeth. They'd been expecting something abusive or clever, but that was just silly!

"Yes, Mistress." Mary mumbled, her tail viciously whipping her padded backside as best it could.

"Awaken," Elizabeth commanded, as if on instinct.

Mary blinked and looked around the circle. "Um, so what's up?"

"Nothing." Skylar waved her off. "You did a great job, have a seat." She looked over at the youngest member of the harem. "Erica, are you alright?"

"Hmm?" Erica mumbled her thumb securely lodged between her lips. "Mhm."

"Stop that." Boudica hissed, pulling Erica's hand away from her face.

"Oh." Erica blushed. "Sorry." She stuffed her hands in her pockets and leaned back in her chair casually. Though even as she stood there her lips were restless puckering and yawning open, like they were trying to find a comfortable position to rest.

"Is there any defense against that?" Olympias asked, gesturing towards Elizabeth. "That seems so strong."

"Um... not looking into her eyes?"

Olympias scoffed. "As mistress of this harem I have to object. If the goal is for us to be a harem, then building intimacy is an important part of this. We can't fully connect with her if we're afraid the slightest eye contact will give her control over our minds. You must see that."

"Okay." Skylar smiled. "Then I guess you'll just have to gag her."

That made Olympias smile. "Ah... yes. Well there we go."

If Elizabeth wasn't already pale, it would have shown in that moment. She supposed she'd be next on Olympias' list when she was done with Cleopatra. That wasn't going to be a pleasant conflict.

"Last up." Skylar shot a finger gun to Eve."The audience has spoken, they're a bunch of puritan prudes, scared of a woman's body, and it's about time you covered up Eve!"

Eve huffed, then shrugged. "I suppose that's for the best. It's humiliating carrying around this desecration to God's work." She gestured to her outrageous body.

"Please stand."

Eve did so, allowing Skylar to dress her with a snap.

When the noise sounded off, Mary leaned forward and slipped her sensible mary janes off of her stockinged feet, and placed them on top of her head. Like a schoolgirl practicing her posture, she stood with her back straight to keep the snow-covered shoes in place. She didn't seem to notice, she'd done it at all. Even as her nylon feet soaked up the cold of the ground.

There were more wonders to be seen than just that, though Elizabeth giggled to herself while it happened. The housewife look was designed to accentuate the female form in all its wonders. Curious then was this exercise, for Eve was the female form, and her current body was a living exaggeration of that form. So what then did it look like clothed in cotton, and lace? Cinched at the waist, in heels, with delicate white gloves, and stockings running up her thick thighs? How could her ass be further padded? With the help of bloomers, petticoats, and a wide skirt? What feat of post war engineering could hold her breasts aloft, and make them more eye-catching? What oysters were **** to endure the humiliation of having their pearls placed around her neck, as if they, in all their petty beauty, could somehow accentuate the majesty of Adam's wife?

"Very feminine," Eve observed inspecting the green dress she'd been poured into. She delicately checked her lace-swathed hands. "Hmm. It's not changing from my tainted tailoring?"

"It will." Skylar assured her. "I figured we'd at least give the audience a few shots of you in your dress before, I let it all go to hell. Tomorrow, it'll all take affect."

Eve shrugged. "I suppose this is fine. Let me have the host of changes to come, and let's see if this dress survives."

"Well, I think you look darling." Skylar gushed. "Once I'm back in my real body and wardrobe, I'll share some stuff with you. My real look is like 50% Housewife 50% lil' pink bunny slut." Whatever that meant. "But you're right, Eve has opened her heart, and this universe to sin. Let it now flow through her. " Skylar gestured to the screen, which now takes up the television you're watching from home.

"First up we got Helen with Knocked Up! That's a trait from her private branch, School Slut, so you're fine there. Next We have Cleopatra laboring under the burden of Work Place Harassment, her job branch, so no changes there. Then we have Boudica, her Trait is just for lust, BUT you don't have the prerequisite of Quim Quota, so you can't have this trait. Good thing too, because two girls setting rules for Orgasms can get very nasty very quick. Next is Olympias who gets no transformations. We go to Mary who got a detail, via her personal branch of Demon. Erica go the Suck on This Trait, which is from her job."

"Wuh?" Erica asked, thumb back in her mouth.

"Then, finally it's Elizabeth's Look into my eyes, which she gains through her Vampire branch. Congrats Eve you made it out clean this week!"

Eve visibly relaxed. Her laced hand went to fiddle with the fabric of her dress. She was sure the other girls had noticed by now, but the last round of transformations had really done a number on her. She was sure that another round like that and she'd be done. She was still in this. Still in this.

"Works for me." Cleopatra sighed, a little letdown. "As much fun as those punishments would have been, those rewards were too good for her to get upgraded. I think the audience saved us on this one."

"I agree." Said Skylar. "They handed us enough disruptive traits for this week. Some are going to be real game-changers. Now before we get to the points and the fruits, I've got a surprise for all of you."

Everyone deflated. Transformations had passed with only Mary getting her body mutilated, it seemed like a good round. Though Helen wasn't looking forward to laying eggs like a damn hen. But of course, their sweet hosts had more tricks ready for them.

Erica was finding herself with a weird sense of Zen. Somehow sucking on her thumb, was zeroing her in on the here and now. She felt completely present and at ease. This trait might actually rock... if she could find something to suck on that wasn't her thumb. Suckers were hot right? Maybe a popsicle. Maybe Daddy's dick... why why why, did she just think that. Ugh, now she couldn't stop thinking about it, she couldn't stop thinking either.

"What's the surprise?" Boudica sighed, it was clear Skylar wasn't going to move on unless someone asked.

"Glad you asked." Skylar beamed. "We're five transformations deep into this game. Some of you have gathered more, or have had more inflicted upon you. But you've all now reached critical mass. The seals we placed on you during your first week, have reached maturity."

"Aww, they're all growed up now, and ready to go to college?" Mary asked, feigning delight.

"In a way." An icy wind cut into their souls. Skylar looked... very happy. Whatever she was about to say... would be devastating.

"It's time for us to turn into demons." Erica said, momentarily freeing her thumb from her lips. She'd thought back to her experience at the club with Naynay. How horrified the girl had been to look at her aura. She'd been piecing it together since then.

"Aww poo, I guess you were paying attention at the start of the show then. Yes, yes Erica guessed it. Your seals are ready to transform the lot of you into demons. From there you'll be ready to be the sins. With the power to corrupt mortal minds, bodies, and souls. It's an exciting time for the show, so scary. You'll all be so much more powerful than the usual cast of sluts. Ha... I'm shaking... I'm really shaking for this one." She took a deep breath, trying to bring her crazed smile into a professional grimace, but no amount of breathing or prep could do it. "Aaaah." She let out a perverted sigh, giving up on the process entirely. "Mmm mmm okay, aaah." She snapped her fingers, and suddenly an angry buzzing erupted from her shorts. "Oooooh, yes, yes yes yes, thank you. Okay, I can... think. Here's how it's going to work. We're going to send the traits the audience has given you so far back to them. They're going to pick one, which they want to encompass who you sha'll be as a demon. You'll loose that trait, but it will now become the center of who you are, and you sha'll transform accordingly."

Their minds were spinning, half in terror, the other half... in rapturous, lustful curiosity.

"Can..." Cleopatra was working her way through an orgasm. "Can we get an example? Please? Please?"

"Of course." Skylar gestured to Erica. "You're missing something... ah!" She snapped her fingers, and Erica appeared on Skylar's lap. Though now she had a black and red pacifier between her lips, which she sucked on rapturously. It was even better than her thumb! Skylar placed her hand on the back of Erica's head, to balance her. "Take Erica's new trait here, if they chose it to be the basis of her new self. Maybe the seal would choose to do something like this..." Skylar tugged on the end of Erica's pacifier, pulling it away from her mouth. But instead of pulling it away from Erica's lips simply seemed to elongate, like the bliss of that pacifier was such, that she physically couldn't let go. Her lips followed, and followed the little rubber binky, until they were at least a foot long, looking more like a trunk than lips. Erica's eyes were wide with terror, and the rest of the group wasn't far behind her. "Then, with lips long enough to suck off a horse, she'd be treated to a host of other demonic corruptions bent on turning her into the best blowjob machine in the nine hells." Skylar then let go of the binky, and like a cartoon, Erica's lips snapped back into place.

She jumped off Skylar's lap in horror, spit the pacifier out into the fire pit, and went back to sucking on her thumb. Her eyes were still wild, and her other hand tore frantically at her hair.

Cleopatra was sliding out of her chair in bliss. "Please, more. Show us more. Every trait, please, the audience has to know... they must make an educated decision!" Her hand was a blur of motion in and out of her funt.

"I'm afraid it's out of even my hands at this point." Skylar blushed. "I simply feed the trait they choose over to the seal, and the evil in your souls will take it from there. I can only speculate what will happen, besides I think not knowing is part of the fun."

"Can't we do this, at the end?" Helen asked slowly. Way behind everyone else in their understanding of the game. "Don't we be demons at the end of the game?"

"You're only getting started on your path this week, but no we can't wait until the end. The next two challenges require you to have full use of your seals. It's time for the sins to be unleashed upon The King's Buck Lodge!"