Settling In

Round 4 - Monday - No Date Today

Jenny opened the closet, it looked like Ciela had been nice enough to stock it with all new clothes for her. She picked out a bikini top and put it on. She did look pretty hot, although once her tits came back it would be a bit obscene. Actually, would they come back, she wondered. Isla was her roommate all week, did that mean she’d get to leave her with ‘walking stereotype’?

Shrugging she turned to her new roommates, “I’m going to a swim. Want to join?”

Marcos/Mali shook their head, “We’re…still..getting used to…this. Probably drown. Maybe later.”

Isla also declined, “Sorry. I’ve apparently got a shift to go to. Fuck, I guess I’m on cleaning duty.”

Jenny hopped off to the main deck. She found there were two pools, a swim spa and a traditional pool. Well she wasn’t here for a workout, she slid into the regular pool. The water felt nice and relaxing.

She had her eyes closed resting against the edge when she heard footsteps behind her. She opened her eyes and looked and smiled when she saw her girlfriend coming. Sarah was wearing a tiny black bikini which showed off her tattoos and piercings. She jumped into the water beside Jenny.

Jenny squealed and pulled her in for a kiss. “Oh I missed you last night. I mean, Eric’s nice to sleep beside too, but he doesn’t have these.” Jenny squeezed Sarah’s tits.

Sarah laughed, “Well right now neither do you.” Grabbing Jenny’s modest chest. “Are you going to make Isla keep them?”

Jenny shrugged, “Maybe. I mean, there’s no point giving her the hair, or the endorsement contract right. I could make her wear a cow print bikini maybe. Then I could dress up for a date with you.”

Sarah kissed her then pulled back, “You don’t have to dress up for me. I love you just the way you are.”

Jenny blushed, “I love you too.”- - - - - -

Yaz found her new magical closet waiting for her in her room. On a whim she made it create an outfit, just a simple white dress. Of course when she tried to put it on she simply couldn’t manage. In a rage she threw it on the ground. At least she’d already given up law school, nobody would ever take her seriously again.

She had no idea what she was going to do after this show was over. What could she do when all she could wear was this tiny top and harem pants? Frustrated, she turned around only to run straight into Beatriz. Beatriz was smiling and reached out to grab Yaz’s tits. Yaz tried to turn away, but somehow found it impossible. She moaned as Beatriz grabbed her tits. Right, her shirt was only imaginary, Beatriz’ hands were on her bare tits.

“Fuck. Beatriz, that does feel good, but why don’t you go find your boyfriend instead?”

Beatriz giggled, “Cause I’ve wanted to feel you up from the moment I was turned bi. Actually, probably even before that. I’ll make you a deal. I’ll stop groping you if you give me that ring you are wearing.”

“Fine.” As soon as Yaz said yes, she felt compelled to pull the ring off. She handed it to Beatriz. For Yaz, nothing changed, but for Beatriz the illusion was dispelled. Beatriz smirked as she stared at Yaz’ shaved pussy.

“Looking good Yaz. Are you sure you aren’t just a little turned on? I could help you out, you know. I am feeling a little bit hungry.”

Truthfully Yaz was a little turned on, but she didn’t need Beatriz’ help. She shook her head. “No. I’m going to go shower. Go or I’ll take advantage of your switcheroo and start dominating you.”

As soon as she said it she realized her mistake. Of course Beatriz wasn’t threatened by Yaz’ words, she was excited. She was already submissive, and wanted Yaz. She eagerly accepted her offer. “Ok. I won’t go. Please. Take me….Mistress”

Of course Yaz had told Beatriz she would…so she had to follow through. “”Fuck.” Yaz felt the compulsion and gave in. She knew how to be dominant, even if she didn’t feel like it right now. “Get on your knees and follow me.” Beatriz promptly obeyed and Yaz led her downstairs to the dungeon. - - - - - -

Valerie lying in bed scrolling through her phone. Ciela had meant it, she really could buy almost anything. There was even an option to leave the harem, undoing all transformations. Of course, it was a million BP, but still, it was there.

She looked over at Alexandra. She was dancing in the limited space they had available. Valerie envied the older woman. Alexandra knew exactly what she wanted and had been willing to accept anything to get it. Of course taking the transformation hadn’t been Alexandra’s choice, but she seemed genuinely ok with it. Right now it seemed Alexandra’s was determined to win the wish to help her achieve her goal of becoming a professional dancer. Her current limitations were her inability to walk without heels and her inability to wear clothes she didn’t steal.

Did dancing count as walking? Alexandra was dancing around in ballet boots, but could she use ballet slippers if she wanted to? Valerie was curious so she opened up the democracy app and typed out a rule,

“Alexandra can’t wear shoes without permission.”

She wasn’t surprised when it passed. The others liked to pretend they weren’t like her, but when the chance came, they took it. As soon as the law passed Alexandra fell over and shucked off her boots.

“What the fuck was that?” Alexandra asked.

“Oh, weird. Try dancing barefoot.” Valerie had just enough VP more than Alexandra to give a push to her words, and Alexandra wanted it anyway. Alexandra stood up and tried dancing barefoot. Valerie wasn’t surprised when she immediately fell over.

“Fuck that’s annoying. I didn’t even think about that, how am I supposed to be a ballerina if I can’t dance? I can’t just wear ballet boots, some dance moves require flat feet after all.”

Ciela appeared in their room and reached down to help Alexandra up. “Terribly sorry my dear, it was Isla who wrote your transformation, not me. But I think I can help you. A tiny little edit to your transformation, to carve out an exemption for dancing. What do you think?”

Alexandra nodded enthusiastically, “Of course I want that. What’s the catch?”

Hey that's mine, stop running away+ - Alexandra has learnt her lesson and is no longer a thief. She’ll never be able to steal anything ever again. She’ll also never be able to walk without at least 7 inch heels, or ever wear clothes. People may give her odd looks for her nudity and **** heels, but she’ll never suffer legal consequences. Her only exemption will be her dancing. When practicing or performing dance routines she’ll be able to complete them regardless of footwear. When performing for an audience she may wear a costume, provided it is necessary for the role and it is given to her for the performance. (Thief)

Alexandra frowned, “That’s not a tiny edit. That’s the whole thing.”

Valerie saw it too, but it would give Alexandra what she wanted. “Hey this means you don’t have to worry about getting caught stealing and ending up in 8 inch heels. I think at some point you’d be stuck crawling and never dance again. You should do it.”

Alexandra covered her chest, she was still naked after all. “I mean, I was ok being naked on this ship, for my art. But permanently nude? What about that fig leaf tattoo, can’t I get 20 VP too?”

Ciela shook her head, “Afraid not. You don’t have to accept it, you know. I can give you 24 hours to think about it, talk it over with the others”

Alexandra shook her head, “No. Val’s right. I’d probably have taken the fig leaf just to avoid having to keep stealing clothes. Eventually I’d have gotten caught and then I’d be truly fucked. Hit me.”

Ciela nodded, “Very well. It’s done. Go ahead. Dance for us.”

Alexandra smiled and started to pirouette. She softly danced around the room for a few minutes. Valerie thought she looked so graceful, she hadn’t really got the appeal of ballet, but watching Alexandra, she thought she finally understood. Alexandra finished and Valerie clapped for her. Alexandra smiled and took a step forward…and promptly fell. “Right. Forgot.” She sat back on her heels, it really was comfortable now. “Thanks Ciela.”

“Happy to help. Enjoy your evening.” Ciela disappeared.

Alexandra crawled over to her phone and saw the law about her footwear. “Oh, so that’s it. Could I wear my boots please Val?”

Valerie grinned, “No. Let’s test out your new transformation. See if crawling is actually easy for you. Let’s go up to the dining room, order some food.”

Alexandra frowned, “Fine fine. Let’s go.”- - - - - -

Eric woke up feeling quite refreshed. Trinity was still sleeping in his arms so he slowly extracted himself. Not wanting to wake her if she was this tired he reached to the bedside table and grabbed his tablet. He had 7500 BP to spend this week, he wasn’t going to let Ciela spend any more.

Out of curiosity more than anything he looked up the items that didn’t win in is poll. He found the **** collar for 1BP. If he wanted to eliminate someone, it would be easy. The chef’s apron was 3000 BP. The tattoos were 5000 BP each. Probably because they actually helped the girls, even if they came with downsides.

Well he wasn’t about to buy any of those. Hmm, he figured maybe he should try spending Alexandra’s BP on Alexandra. He found something he thought could be useful for her.

Stolen Goods - Alexandra will receive a chest of stolen clothing. The clothes will not be stolen from anyone on the ship so she can't be caught with stolen goods. 100 BP

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7500BP ->7400 BP

That might help her get dressed, when she decides to that is. Still it didn’t spend much BP, and Alexandra might choose to stay naked for her deal with Ciela. Although now that she has all the knowledge, does she need to? He decided to look for more options. He was so focused he didn’t notice Trinity stir and sit up beside him. She leaned over his shoulder, “Buy that one.”

Eric looked back at her and smiled, then down to the tablet. “Ya sure, if you want it.”

Supercharged - Boosts Trinity’s BFF transformation for 24 hours. Increased ability to give out orgasms, but gives frequent random spontaneous orgasms. 1000BP

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7400BP -> 6400 BP

“Feel any different?” He asked Trinity.

“No..not at…oh…oh…oh my god.” Trinity fell back as an orgasm rocked her body. “Ok. That was intense. Let’s try something else.” She grinned and stroked his hair.

Suddenly Eric felt himself cum, and the cum again, and again, and again. Despite his perfect orgasm control he couldn’t help himself. He got so lost in the orgasms he didn’t notice Trinity had stripped them both until she impaled herself on him. He looked up at her, she looked flushed as she slowly rode him.

He felt her pussy clench as she had another random orgasm. As she recovered she picked up her pace, raising herself up and slamming herself down on him. Eric was in heaven, but without Trinity forcing it he had perfect control over his orgasm. He held on through two more orgasms, although he was unsure if it was their intercourse or just spontaneous orgasms that did it for her.

He belatedly thought of getting a condom and was suddenly worried. Trinity seemed to sense his **** to cum inside her and shook her head. “No you don’t. Give it to me.” She fell forward and put her hands on his chest and he felt himself cumming again deep inside her.

Sex with Master + 10 VP (-2VP for repeat performance)

She climbed off him and fell beside him. “Wow, I see what she meant now. I’m totally exhausted.”

“Me too. Men aren’t used to multiple orgasms you know. And what was that at the end, are you trying to get pregnant?”

Trinity grinned, “No. Not trying. Just not trying not to. Don’t worry. I’m pretty sure I’m not ovulating right now…or am I? No…no I’m not. Guess you’ll just have to wait and see. Let’s grab a shower and go join the others for dinner.”

Eric shook his head as she hopped out of bed and into the shower, but he got up and followed her. - - - - - -

Beatriz was in heaven. She was wearing a thick collar. A leash connected to the collar tugged her forward, except it was difficult for Beatriz to follow. Her arms were tied behind her in a box tie, and her thighs were tied to her calves. She struggled to keep up. A mechanical arm was slowly spinning in a circle, dragging the leash as it went. Yaz was slowly walking behind her, smacking her ass with a paddle whenever she slowed down.

Yaz had really put her through her paces. She hadn’t even touched her sex but Beatriz felt totally ‘full’. It was time to see what her lust aura would do. Yaz was clearly starting to be affected. Beatriz wondered if it would be strong enough to make the straight woman engage in some lesbian sex. Beatriz was definitely ready for it.

The truth is, Yaz was feeling it. Except she wasn’t about to fix Beatriz's satisfaction. She’d promised to top her, and she had. She finally felt like she could stop. Yaz turned off the machine and unleashed Beatriz. She untied her legs and helped her to stand.

“Ok. Well your fucking lust aura has me all worked up. So I’m going to jill myself off in the shower until I can’t stand. I’m going to leave your arms tied, maybe that will teach you to stop groping people.”

“Wait Yaz, I’m sorry. Please untie me.” Beatriz tried begging.

“Oh no. I’m sorry. I can’t. I said I wouldn’t. Fuck. Now I really have to keep going until I can’t stand. I really need to start being more careful about what I say.”

Yaz hurried off to the shower and Beatriz went looking for someone to untie her, and also, to fuck her. Luckily she bumped into Marcos/Mali outside the dungeon. “Hey, you two are still melded.”

“Yes. We’ve been practicing. It’s getting easier to share. Also Bea, this is Mali, your man has some sick, sick thoughts.”

Beatriz grinned, “Really? Do tell.”

Marcos/Mali grinned also, “Oh ya. All our memories and thoughts are combined right now. He has this recurring fantasy of growing old with you, what a sicko.” Macros/Mali stuck out their tongue. “Wait till you hear Mali’s fantasies. Talk about sick. She wants to fall in love with Eric and have a happy non-monogamous life together.”

Beatriz giggled, “You two are weird. Care to untie me?”

Marcos/Mali reached out and groped Beatriz. Of course Beatriz couldn’t even pull away. “Nah. You look hot like this. Sorry Beatriz, I couldn’t convince him. Also I don’t want to either. Let’s go have dinner. Judging by how horny we suddenly are, you’re already full, but you can keep us company.”

They made their way upstairs to join the others in the dining room. - - - - - -

At 6pm Isla felt her chest deflate from the absurdly large to just well endowed. Somehow she knew she’d be on the hook for Marcos/Mali’s stream tomorrow. Great, another thing to do along with these stupid make work projects. Today she’d scrubbed the floors, which were already perfectly clean. Then she’d done all the laundry, which had also already been clean. Then she'd been given the task of counting how many door knobs were on the ship. Pure busywork.

Isla was frustrated and tired when she made her way to the dining room. To her surprise everyone was here, even Eric. Everyone seemed to already be having a good time. They were drinking and laughing and Isla felt like an intruder. She turned to leave but Mali, separated again, saw her, "Hey Bitch! Come join us."

Isla turned to look at her. Mali's words were harsh, but her tone was jovial. Marcos echoed her sentiment, "Ya. Come join us. The crew will bring up whatever you want to order. They can probably even get whatever food you are used to."

Isla offered a weak smile and went to sit beside the Twins. As she looked around the table she took in the oddities all around. Beatriz had her arms tied behind her and was sitting on the floor beside Mali. Alexandra was still naked and kneeling beside Eric. On his other side Trinity looked like she was falling asleep leaning into him. Jenny and Sarah both wore bikinis and were definitely the most **** of the bunch. Yaz just looked rundown, and Valerie, well, Valerie looked happier than Isla could remember seeing her.

Fifi appeared beside Isla, "Good evening slut, what can I get for you? Dinner, drinks?"

Isla frowned, she made them and now they were constantly disrespecting her. Still, she felt powerless to retaliate. "I'll have a steak. Rare. Glass of red wine. Fries on the side."

Fifi smiled, "Are you sure you want to eat steak? Cows should stick together, you know."

Isla clenched her fists, she was a moment from blowing up but then Marcos put his hand over hers and spoke up, "She's quite sure Fifi. Now run along."

Isla looked at him, "Why did you send her away, I was going to give her a piece of my mind."

Marcos nodded, "Oh I know. Hasn't your anger already landed you in enough trouble? She was baiting you. She wanted you to explode. I don't know why the Twos hate you, but you're going to have to find a better way to deal with them."

Isla sighed, he was right, of course. How galling to be constantly shown up by these humans. She was supposed to be so much better than them, but she was beginning to realize just how badly she had squandered her power. "You're right. Thank you Marcos."

She ended up enjoying the meal. The food was good, but the company was better. She certainly wouldn't say she was friends with any of these humans, but now maybe they didn't hate her. Of course she wasn't happy being pitied either, but it did provide a path to reconciliation.

Jenny and Sarah left early. Everyone knew why. Jenny asked Marcos, Mali and Isla to give them a few hours before going to bed. Isla wanted to complain but thought better of it. Instead she nodded and held her tongue.

Beatriz, Marcos and Mali took Isla to the game room. She'd watched the others play video games before, but never tried herself. Marcos and Mali briefly argued about which game to play but eventually settled on Smash Bros.

Isla took a while to get used to the controls, but surprised both of them with how quickly she picked it up. After a couple hours it turned into a pretty even three way fight. They got so into it they didn't even notice Sarah watching them.

They were down to one stock each. Marcos was using Steve, Mali had Pikachu and Isla had Hero. Steve and Pikachu were both charging Hero when Isla triggered a Magic Burst. Both opponents were caught and sent flying giving Isla the win.

"Ha!" Isla cried. "I did it. I won."

Mali gently tossed the controller aside, "Bah. Lucky shot."

Marcos laughed, "Good job Isla. That was fun." Sarah tapped Marcos on the shoulder, startling him. "Oh. Hey Sarah."

"Good game. Jenny sent me to tell you all your welcome back in the room. She's beat and my ass is sore so I'm heading to my room to sleep too."

Mali screwed up her face, "Your ass? Eww Sarah we don't need the deets."

Beatriz laughed, "I think she means the Save it for Later transformation. So you don't just feel the spanks in the moment but it lasts afterwards?"

Sarah nodded, "Ya. It feels like someone actually spanked me really hard, although there's no redness or anything. Anyway, goodnight."

Sarah left. Beatriz kissed Marcos goodnight and headed off to her own room. The twins and Isla decided it was late enough and went to go join Jenny. - - - - - -

Yaz really had kept going until she fell in the shower. Her pussy was sore, so was her bum from when she fell. She was exhausted from everything. She just wanted to sleep. She'd been worried her roommates would have other ideas, but nobody had released Beatriz and she didn't seem to mind, and Trinity never came to their room.

Yaz was glad for it, she was unlucky enough to room with the two biggest pervs in the whole Harem, this might be her only night off from their shenanigans. "Goodnight Beatriz." She said, rolling over to go to bed.

"Goodnight Mistress." Beatriz teased, settling down herself. The two women were soon fast asleep.- - - - - -

Valerie was sitting up reading a book when Sarah came in. "Jenny wore you out finally?" She asked.

Sarah nodded and quickly got ready for bed and crawled under the covers.

"Where's Alexandra?" Valerie asked.

"No idea. Haven't seen her since dinner. " Sarah replied.

Valerie shrugged, she wasn't about to wait up for her. She put her book down and turned off the lights and went to sleep beside Sarah. - - - - - -

Eric smiled as he listened to the two women beside him sleep. After dinner they'd gone up to the observation deck and just sat and watched the stars.

When Trinity said she was sleeping in his bed, Alexandra insisted she would too. No way was he going to turn either of them down. Trinity wasn't about to be one-upped so she was also sleeping naked. With two beautiful nude women lying in bed with him, how could he not be happy? Slowly he drifted off, visions of his Harem swirling around in his mind.