Sixth round

“Are you ready for round number six?” Frank asked.

“Yes, I feel much better than before the previous round. Sweden.”

Thanks to the recent orgasm Britney regained the clarity of thoughts. The nudity and the ropes were still arousing and somewhat distracting, but at least she was able to properly focus on the questions.

Is Sweden a member of EU and NATO? It’s a member of the EU, but not NATO. Correct. What was the role of Sweden in each of the World Wars? It remained neutral in both of them. Correct. Nobel prize is NOT awarded for outstanding contribution for humanity in which of the fields? Biology. Correct. What is the second largest city in Sweden? It’s either Malmö or Gothenburg, but I’m not sure. Let’s say Malmö. WRONG. What is the name of the central land of Sweden? Svealand. Correct.

“One mistake this time,” announced the host, “let me help you with the drawing.”

Frank raised the cards, so Britney could pick one with her mouth. He then placed it in front of her eyes, so she could read it aloud.

“Demuscle.”

“What do you think?”

“I don’t like it. My body has just the right amount of muscles, without them I’ll look too skinny. I want to discard it.”

“As you wish. I’m not going to repeat myself and will just help you draw two new cards,” Frank replied with a wink.

The drawing process looked the same as previously.

“Breasts Expansion, Double Hair Extension. Hurray!”

“Another I-told-you moment,” the host commented.

“You said it,” Britney replied with a grin.

“Please, enter The Chamber.”

“With pleasure!”

This time both transformations were physical and thus more perceptible to the contestant. She could sense the swelling of her chest… and a bit of arousal that the sensation brought with it. Her nipples were not impacted directly, but they grew erect nevertheless. Her head was tingling irritatingly as her hair grew; the feeling was moderately unpleasant, but Britney was certain that the result would be worth the discomfort. Eventually the process stopped and the door opened. Britney saw herself on the screen and smiled with appreciation. The clapping of the audience confirmed that they liked the changes just as much. The contestant’s breasts had grown to about C-cups, they were round and firm, as youthful and natural as the rest of Britney’s body. The ropes around them had adjusted to the new shape; also a result of the device’s magic. The contestant’s hair was not only longer, now reaching her shoulders, it also gained volume and… character. Their colour remained bland, but they were no longer so dull.

“I don’t need to ask to know whether you like the changes,” Frank said.

“I feel as if I’m using a wishing well.”

“Don’t forget that it’s all thanks to your clever discarding policy,” the host replied with a wink.

“Of course! It’s all thoroughly calculated.”

“We don’t want the audience to think that it’s all a set-up.”

“I suspect that if you were setting the transformations up I’d be bimbotized to a much greater degree.”

“Without a doubt. Do you mind performing another walk for us? Without the knotty rope this time.”

“Of course, with pleasure.”

Britney’s arms were tied behind her back which altered the balance of her body, but she still managed to perform a decent model walk. She made a mental note to practice that activity in the future; for the pure joy of walking sexily. The contestant’s new breasts bounced with each step; the fact brought Britney as much joy as it did to the audience. It was something she would have to get used to, but she already knew she would enjoy having larger breasts. They should not become an obstruction for any kind of sport either.

“Thank you, Britney,” said Frank when she returned to her post, “I’m certain we all agree that you’re looking hotter with each passing round.”

“Thank you. I agree, I feel like I completed my wishlist already.”

“Are there no more things you’d like to improve?”

“I could still find something, but I don’t want to be greedy. More money should suffice,” she added with a wink.

“Let’s see how much more you can win in the seventh round, shall we?”

“Yes. Pictograms.”