Seventh round

“Ready for round seven?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Which category, Karen?”

“Dunno. Flags, maybe?”

“But which flags, Asian or American?”

“Asian.”

She could have as well chosen Martian flags; she was unable to recognize any of the images, although to her credit, flags of Bhutan, Sri Lanka, Uzbekistan, Bangladesh and Nepal could be problematic to most contestants. All of her answers were WRONG!

“Five more transformations before we move to the final round. Draw the cards, Karen.”

“Double Shrinking! Oh no! Butt Expansion, Submissiveness. OH-NO! Double Lips Enlargement, Tan.”

“You are unhappy with two of your transformations. Do you want to discard any of them?”

“I want to change two.”

“You can do that with only one.”

“Oh… I don’t want to be submissive. But I don’t want to be short either.”

“So…”

“Submissive.”

Discarding the transformation was meaningless. Karen might not become submissive per se, but with her ditzy mind she would be in no position to command anyone. But she was too dumb to understand it.

“Draw two new cards.”

“Double Lust Induction, Fetish: Oral Sex.”

“How lucky! We’ll be able to present our audience another of our new, mental transformations. Go into The Chamber, Karen.”

After this visit in The Chamber the decrease of height was the most prominent change. Even in her fifteen centimetre heels Karen was shorter, than Frank. 165 centimetres might not have been exactly short, but she would never look down upon men. Her full hips were completely bimboish, as were her lips; they were what was called ‘the cock sucking lips’. For her the most important was the incredible horniness that she felt. She needed to be FUCKED so badly! Preferably in a gangbang by a dozen of hung black men.

As she walked out the cameraman flaunted his perception and reflex and zoomed the camera on her crotch where a drop of her juices was gathering on the piercing.

Frank also had something new in his hand. While Karen was being transformed he was given a thirty centimetre long double-sided dildo.

“Come here, Karen. Let’s show the audience your new passion and skill. I’m sure you’ll love it as much as they will. We will make it even more entertaining by exhibiting you other skill as well.”

The host pointed towards a bench, that had also been brought onto the stage by the staff.

“Are you smart enough to assume the right position, Karen?”

Her brain was not able to comprehend when she was being mocked, but knew how to sit on a bench for a show. Karen sat in the middle and spread her legs once again into the splits.

“Good girl. Lift your head and open your mouth, here comes the treat.”

Karen wanted to get the treat, so she obeyed. Frank carefully shoved the whole dildo into her awaiting throat; only the part that he held it by remained outside. They maintained the position for several seconds, then the host began a regular deepthroating with the long dildo. He went like that for half a minute and Karen did not even gag once.

Frank finally removed the toy, so she could take a deep breath, but as soon as her breathing more or less stabilized, he once again shoved the dildo in and deepthroated her for another thirty seconds.

When it was eventually over the audience was going wild, they were clapping, cheering and shouting for more.

“The audience loves you, Karen. Should we continue the spectacle?”

“Yes, yes! Go on!” she was truly enthusiastic and genuinely happy to be appreciated.

Frank repeated the deepthroating, again with two rounds, but this time they were even longer than previously. When he was done, there were tears running down from Karen’s eyes; they were clearly the product of the effort, but there was also joy in her eyes.

“Are you ready for the Final Round, Karen?”

“Can we first repeat that with a real cock? “

That suggestion was answered by a loud cheer from the audience.

“I’m afraid, that’ll have to wait” replied Frank with a smile.