Round Zero Transformations (Pt 2)

Skye

“Naked girl, you’re next; come on,” the hostess demands.

She gingerly shuffles to the mean mothball smelling lady, nervous that she’d be **** to walk as if she were wearing some silly high-heels.

The mean lady continues, “Now the bottom three girls are going to get punishment transformations. Something to lead them to their proper place as dumb **** sluts faster. The problem with you, girl, is that you are already basically an archetype: naive nudist. Comfortable being naked in public, no body issues despite now being the least attractive girl in the competition. There isn’t anything to exaggerate that would both be a punishment and not drive viewers batty. So, we are going to go weird here. This is also our first Mental Change. It should be obvious when it hits.”

“Is Añil okay?”

“Who, the cyber slut? She’s fine. Just getting the technomagic bugs out of her system before we launch the app. Feeling anything yet?”

Skye starts to blush and tries to avoid looking at the hideous hostess, despite how impolite it is to not make eye contact with the person one is speaking to. The projector screen displays Skye’s change:

Embarrassed Clothed Female – How does one embarrass somebody who grew up being naked and unashamed? By making them feel shame clothed. Skye will now feel embarrassed by the concept of wearing clothing. The more worn clothing she is around, the more mortified she will feel. Embarrassment levels will also increase based on how emotionally close she is with the wearer; she will literally faint in shame if she sees The Master wear any clothing (???).

Skye stutters, “Aren’t you so itchy in that thing?”

“Seersucker is always in style. Maybe I should get you a suit jacket?”

Skye scurries back, cheeks red as a tomato, “No thank you.”

Skye then notices that the other contestants are embarrassingly clothed. “Ahh! Why are all of you so indecent?”

Scarlet

Scarlet takes a few moments to try and comfort the others on her way to face whatever nightmare awaits her. She walks behind Skye and says, “Close your eyes and breathe, slow and deep. There is no need to panic. The clothes can’t hurt you. We’ll all figure out how to make you feel safe. Ok?”

The naked girl has closed her eyes (probably too tightly) and starts to breathe. A few breaths later, she relaxes a little, eyes still closed, and replies, “Thanks.”

She gives Dinah a tap on the shoulder, “You going to be okay?”

Dinah lifts the book she got with her transformation, “Kinda depends on how terrifying this is.” Scarlet shudders a little at the title. “The physical pain is gone now, at least. I’ll be fine. She has it worse.”

Dinah nods towards Josie. Josie is basically in so much trauma that she has psychologically shut down. Scarlet puts her hand on the girl’s shoulder and gives it a light squeeze. “I should be the one at the bottom of the rankings, not you. The Master wants to forgive you; The Master just needs a little time. We’re here for you. Be strong.” Josie flinches slightly, but is otherwise unresponsive.

Scarlet then walks to the wretched wench. “Do your worst. Oh, and Tina, those ears are so cute!”

Tina beams, her ears bounce up, the compliment distracting her from her state of partial undress, “Thanks!”

“Well, you also fit an archetype I suppose: the stripper that is trying to ‘pay for college’. I mean you are stripping to literally pay for college instead of just saying you are, so let’s lean into that, shall we?”

Scarlet is the one that starts to shut down as she reads the transformation she is receiving:

The Magic of Student Loans – Why should Scarlet have access to knowledge she has yet to pay for? Scarlet will lose the ability to recall any non-sexual fact or technique she has learned throughout her college career until she has completely paid off her current student loan balance. Scarlet will be unable to relearn information gotten from college; attempts to relearn information will result in increased arousal instead. This transformation does not otherwise affect Scarlet’s intelligence. Before the game ends, she may use BP to pay off her debt at a conversion rate of 1 BP = $100; later transformations may allow Scarlet to earn BP by stripping. Any debt that remains when the game ends must be paid for by Scarlet earning money from adult entertainment performances (Bimbo).

“I have hundreds of thousands of dollars of student loan debt! That’s impossible. There is no way to earn that much money stripping. Wait, could I put the stripper money into a... thingy that turns money into more money? Would that work?”

“A thingy? Unfortunately, you learned about personal finance, along with a lot of things functioning adults need to know, as an undergraduate. Maybe The Master will stupidly overpay you to strip once the game is done. And you should hope that the interest rate doesn’t kick in when you can no longer actually do college. If that happens, you will probably never be able to pay off the loan.”

“What’s an interest rat? Does it hurt when it kicks? Why does it kick instead of bite?”

“Point proven. Last girl, last transformation. Let’s go! It’s almost time for The Golden Girls Power Hour.”

Josie

Josie continues to blankly stare ahead. This is it. This is how I die. Angering some weird hag with a power complex because I hurt my only Platonic friend on a sex show. Not how I thought I go.

Josie barely acknowledges that she is **** to strut forward. **** to stand by her kidnapper, her tormentor, her executioner.

“So many options here. We could make you super fat; that would be some karmic justice for insulting The Master’s super fat half sister. We could just replace your muscles with the expected bimbo bod; it’s boring, but a classic. We could make you crave increasingly more dangerous sexcapades; instead of settling for sex in a gym shower room, we could get you to only cum when watched by strangers in the middle of a big public gathering. I remember one season where a contestant was given a transformation where she lactated bull semen. Do any of those sound fun?”

Beckie pauses here, waiting for a response that just won’t come.

Beckie Petersen

This is lively television. Watching a broken girl stare straight ahead. And not the fun, dumb slutty kind of broken either.

Seconds tick by. Beckie feels the voice of Bea Arthur tingling in the back of her head. The Master hates all of the choices Beckie provided as a taunt so much that his will is trying to exert itself (again); the only reason he hasn’t vetoed it is that he has to wait until a transformation is proposed. Now there is an idea.

“Well, gym slut, you should be pleased to know that The Master still finds you extremely physically attractive and, if anything, wants you to be enhanced. Improved along the same lines as you work on yourself. Now, as last place in the ‘Keep The Master From Hating You’ contest, this is going to be waaay worse than it sounds. It’ll be absolute ****. Enjoy.”

The projection screen changes one final time to display Josie’s transformation:

Abs of Nerve Endings – Josie already has excellent abs, now they are going to be so much more fun to touch. All of her ab muscles are now erogenous zones with increased sensitivity. Her obliques are as sensitive as her nipples and her rectus abdominus (that 6-pack ab muscle, for the non-nerds in the audience) are as sensitive as her clit. The Master and contestants are drawn to touch and play with Josie’s abs; the longer she has gone without an orgasm, the more drawn people are to play with them (Gym Bunny).

Beckie watches Josie bend over as the transformation takes. No need to cause pain this time. The girl looks confused.

“A demonstration is in order, don’t you think, slut?”

Beckie runs one of her long, bony fingers across Josie’s side. The girl shudders, her eyelids flutter. Beckie runs the finger just over the waistband of Josie’s booty short swimsuit bottom. The girl opens her mouth slightly, drooling a little, as the finger goes across the base of her six-pack.

“Please... stop. No more...”

“Fine, slut. I’ll stop... being gentle.”

Beckie stops touching Josie as she pulls her hand back inhumanly far. A resounding thwack rings in the stage as Beckie slaps Josie hard right on the belly button. And, like a pain slut getting smacked in the snatch, Josie cums.

“And what a perfect way to end the first episode, folks. How many seasons of Harem Hotel have an orgasm on the opening ceremony? Only about 38% of them, but hey, we aim to please. Join us next time! I’ve been your favorite host, Beckie Petersen, the most attractive, powerful, and all-around great host to ever come from the Data Analysis department signing off.”