Round one transformation results

“And the results are in! Thank you lovely viewers out there for voting! Now let’s see what new surprises our contestants are in for during round 2. We’ll start, of course, with Angelica and her positive transformation.”

Angelica sighed and stepped forward. “Fine, let’s get it over with. They’re supposed to be ‘positive’ but I’m not sure I’m particularly excited about any of them.”

“For Angelica, a vast majority of viewers voted for Prophetic Vision!” said Helga, “Prepare to have some nice dreams tonight Angelica. It’ll certainly help you in the rankings.”

Hela snapped her fingers. Angelica felt a familiar tingling sensation throughout her body, like a chill just went up her spine. She wasn't sure if it was because of the transformation or her own anticipation. Regardless, she was glad that nothing insane would happen to her right that moment, though the prospect of going to sleep that night would wrack her mind with mixed emotions. She did her best to ignore that thought and silently listened on.

“Next up is Christina,” said Helga, “Once again, a vast majority voted in favor of one of the options. That option was Herald of Malgor!”

“I see,” said Christina, “What exactly does that mean?”

“It’ll work a lot like Lila’s spellbook,” said Helga, “Take a read!”

Helga snapped her fingers and a scroll appeared out of thin air floating before Christina. She was taken aback for a moment but quickly collected herself and took the scroll in hand. With some trepidation, she unrolled the parchment. Written on it were these words:

Tenants of the oath: Obey Malgor in all things. Do not lose points.

Blessings: The holder of this oath gains the blessing of darkness called Aura of Superiority. Any contestant standing near Christina will feel inferior to her. The longer they stay near her, the more intense the feelings get.

Penance: Should the oathkeeper break the oath, she will lose her blessing. To regain it, she must undergo penance by spending a whole day naked and following the orders of all contestants. Should she disobey a single one, the penance will fail and must be reattempted.

Christina’s eyes beheld a mixture of emotions as they scanned the words of the scroll. She wasn’t sure of this power or even how it’d work. She used to use holy magic to make those around her stronger, so perhaps it was something like that. But most of all, she didn’t like the look of the penance. The moment she read it, she felt a fear take root in her, a fear of ever betraying the oath or the trust of Malgor. Perhaps that was exactly what he wanted.

“And your time as an oathkeeper starts… now!” said Helga.

Helga snapped her fingers, but Christina didn’t feel anything. Everyone else did. Angelica who stood near Christina felt it immediately. A pang in her heart, some sort of longing or sorrow. Angelica couldn’t tell what it was as the feeling was subtle, but deep within herself she felt like she was longing for virtues she had never considered. She considered how righteous it must be to have patience, to have endurance, to have acceptance of all things, kindness, humility, shining blonde hair… blonde hair? That was oddly specific. Angelica realized what was happening even as it started seizing her mind. She was wishing she was more like Christina. She then looked to the other girls around them and saw how they all squinted their eyes and shook their heads in confusion. She knew they were all feeling it too.

Malgor looked at the girls and saw their little struggles. He was not affected by the aura, it seemed, so he could watch their reactions from an objective standpoint. He wondered what **** thoughts were worming their ways through their minds at that moment. Christina thought the same thing as she looked around her. She was clearly worried about what this would lead to in the long run. Is this really something she’d be okay living with? This aura of darkness surrounding her? Helga cleared her throat.

“Well, next up is Daelana!” said Helga, “This one was much closer than the others, but the winner is Mistress of Pain! Daelana will feel pleasure when she hurts other contestants now!”

Helga snapped her fingers. Daelana crossed her arms and looked around. Everyone stared at her with a little bit of anxiety now. She even swore that Lila stepped away from her general direction. Daelana said nothing but instead looked down at the ground, hanging her head in thought.

“But that’s it for our winners, now let’s take a look at the losers!” said Helga, “Tyra, with a well balanced voting mass, was selected for Body of Greed! She will feel the urge to let someone feel up her bare tits and ass. This is, I’d like to remind the audience, on top of the increased sensitivity she already has, so good luck to her in dealing with that!”

Helga snapped her fingers.

“Yeah, didn’t need a reminder of…” said Tyra.

She might’ve gone on speaking with some more sarcastic remarks, but she was interrupted by something changing within her. She felt her sensitivity flaring up in her chest and bottom. But it wasn’t like before. She had started getting used to the constant tingling throughout her body, the ticklishness on each pore of her skin. This was not ticklish. It was burning. Her breasts felt like they were hot as fire, raging with intensity that she hadn’t felt even on her worst nights here. Same as her butt. Tyra cried out with a pathetically sexual moan as she almost keeled over, clutching her breasts in each hand while her ass wiggled out of desperation. Lila ran to catch her, afraid she’d fall completely.

“What’s wrong?” said Lila.

“Shit!” said Tyra, “Gods it’s so bad! Fuck!”

“It’s a negative transformation after all,” said Helga.

Tyra did her best to stand up straight as her legs wobbled underneath her. She rubbed one of her tits with one hand and her ass with the other, desperately trying to soothe over the searingly hot sensations. It did not work. Like an itch underneath the flesh that she couldn’t scratch, the uncomfortable feelings remained.

Christina and Angelica looked on in horror. Christina spoke. “So this is what we avoided then?”

“Yesh,” said Angelica, “Or what you avoided. I think I avoided something much worse.”

Athalia had a laughing fit. “What a sight! And here I thought your transformation couldn’t get worse!”

Olga stepped forward away from Yara. “Do you need help dear? You know what needs to happen!”

Tyra winced, unable to take much more. “Fuck it! Lila, I need you to touch me!”

“What?” said Lila, shocked.

“Quickly!” yelled Tyra, “You heard the description! You know I need it! Fucking touch me!”

“Okay!” Lila said.

Lila awkwardly but quickly grabbed Tyra’s breasts. Lila looked behind her, seeing everyone’s eyes on her. She blushed. Even though they all knew she was helping Tyra, she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. However, Tyra continued writhing in discomfort.

“Nope! Nope!” said Tyra, “It said bare tits and ass! Reach under my clothing!”

Lila had a look on her face, her mouth slightly agape, that made it look like she was instinctively going to protest. But her mind worked quicker than her face and she said nothing for she knew it would be pointless. There was no reason not to help Tyra, even if it meant doing something shameful. Lila bit her lip as she slipped her fingers under Tyra’s **** bra. She felt her flesh squeezed underneath the silk, her soft nipple squishing against her hand. At the same time she reached around and stuck her other hand down Tyra’s panties. She let her small grip latch onto Tyra’s large ass, grasping at the soft mound of flesh as much as she could. The position made her squeeze her body against Tyra’s, both of them still in their **** garb that let their exposed skin touch each other. Lila looked up at Tyra. Her breathing steadied and it looked like she was calming down.

“Oh gods,” said Tyra, “How often will I have to do that?”

“Often enough,” said Helga, “Luckily, you’ll always have a roommate nearby so it’s certainly not as bad as it can be.”

Tyra grumbled as she stood there, her friend’s hands reaching down her clothes as everyone watched. As she looked around at the staring eyes of her friends, the slightest blush came over her face and she turned her head away in embarrassment. Lila stayed where she was, her hands not moving. She felt extremely awkward, and yet she couldn’t help but think about having her hand on Tyra’s ass. She could feel how the soft round cheek curved inward towards the center of her butt. Her hand felt almost like it could slide down it like a hill, slowly sloping and sliding down until it reached the meeting point of her asscheeks. Her hand felt so close to that place, to her hole. It was such a naughty thought but she didn’t eject it from her mind. She remained there, wondering if she should let her hand shift so.

“Lila, that’s enough,” said Tyra.

Lila was snapped out of her thoughts, scared she might’ve been caught attempting one of her lurid ideas, and quickly pulled her arms from Tyra’s clothes. She backed away, looking to the side, her cheeks as red as her hair. Tyra sighed.

“How appropriate, then, that our next transformation is Lila’s!” said Helga, “A strong majority voted for Expanded Spellbook! Congratulations, little wizard, for you have some new toys!”

Helga snapped her fingers and Lila’s spellbook reappeared in her hands. She looked into the book with clear worry. Underneath the three spells listed, three more showed up.

Ligare Personam: The target will be wrapped in bindings that keep them from moving and painfully squeeze them for an hour.

Vocare Fae: Summons a fairy that will sexually harass the target for an hour before disappearing.

Visio Nocturna: The target will fall asleep and have an erotic nightmare, waking up an hour later.

“Keep in mind, you now must cast two a day or else two of these will randomly affect you in the morning,” said Helga, “Also, they must be two different spells. Can’t do the same one twice.”

“Two will affect me now?” said Lila.

“Like I said, these aren’t positive,” said Helga, “But let us move on to the last loser, Athalia! Though the votes were well split, a decently large contingent voted for Busywork! So Athalia will now be providing maid services to the holder of the highest points, which at the moment is Christina!”

“What?” said Athalia, “I need to clean the church girl’s stuff now too?”

“Yes, unless someone takes her spot as the holder of the highest points,” said Helga.

“This is outrageous!” said Athalia, “How am I supposed to make time for that?”

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out,” said Angelica.

“Oh, you’re feeling real comfortable now, aren’t you?” said Athalia, “I’m coming for you!”

“Moving on,” said Helga after quickly snapping her fingers, “It’s time to talk about our new contestant Yara. And in her case, we have a tie! That’s right! The same amount of people voted for Threesome and Warrioress! So, to please the fans, we’ll be giving her both! It’s quite fitting seeing as she missed a transformation by coming into the game late. Now she has the same amount as everyone!”

“Huh,” said Yara, “This is one strange game.”

“Now, you have two abilities at your disposal Yara,” said Helga, “You can invite another girl on your nights with Malgor, an invite they can’t refuse, and you can have a duel with another girl where the loser becomes a **** of the winner for a day! Keep in mind that this can be refused and the challenged party decides what the duel will actually be, the only exception being that both duelists must have the ability to compete. For example, Lila cannot choose a magic contest if her opponent knows no magic.”

“Interesting,” said Yara, “But if I start a duel, I will never be the challenged one.”

“Actually, another girl can start a duel with you if you accept,” said Helga, “It works both ways.”

“I see,” said Yara, “That will certainly make things exciting.”

Yara seemed to have a wicked smile on her face as Helga snapped her fingers and moved on.

“And finally, not a contestant but our lovely and currently completely nude helper Olga!” said Helga, “The audience voted for **** Mother! If two girls agree, they can approach Olga and she’ll make one the **** of the other, with the **** able to earn points. Remember, both parties must agree on who’s the master and who’s the ****.”

“How lovely!” said Olga, “I give wonderful guidance on being a good ****. You girls are in good hands!”

The other contestants exchanged glances as Olga clapped her hands together and gave a big smile to them all. Helga snapped her fingers and then turned to the girls, addressing them.

“Now, before I leave you to the night’s pleasures, the small issue of housing,” said Helga, “As the second round officially starts tomorrow, that is also when you will get your new room assignments! However, we do have two new guests. We have already constructed an additional living space, so we’ll politely ask that Yara and Olga share their room tonight. Tomorrow you’ll find out who your new roommates are!”

“Ah, a night alone with my lovely daughter!” said Olga, “I was looking forward to this when you freed me dear!”

Olga hugged Yara, pulling her into her naked body as she gave her big, sloppy kisses all over her cheek. Yara blushed and squirmed in her grasp.

“Mom!” said Yara, “You’re still naked!”

“And that’s everything!” said Helga, “Congratulations on the end of round one! As a celebration, we’ve prepared a little bar with drinks right by the beach. You’ll find all of your favorite drinks there! And no one is assigned to Malgor’s room tonight. That shall continue tomorrow when round two officially begins. For tonight, enjoy yourselves!”

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