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Chapter 8 by mattpantyhose mattpantyhose

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Sixth round

The agent had crossed a serious mental line with her short performance. But she would be lying to herself, if she claimed that she had acted on purpose. Sure, getting rid of the horniness which had accumulated throughout the show sounded rational, but there was no calculation in her behaviour. Her hands had acted on their own and the tiny remnants of shame and dignity were not able to stop them. As for the horniness, had there been a plan, it would not have worked as intended. Sure, Alison was no longer as aroused, but one could not get rid of such an amount of erotic excitement with mere masturbation. The contestant regained some focus, but not enough to access the depths of her memory. Not to mention the fact that being bottomless was distracting in itself, even if the vibrator was no longer buzzing.

Elements in the periodic table are ordered by their atomic number. The atomic number is the number of which subatomic particle? Protons. Correct. How many chemical elements do we know (February 2020)? I don’t know. 128 maybe? WRONG. Which element has the highest atomic number and highest atomic mass? I remember reading about it… is it Americium? WRONG. Isotope is a variant of a particular chemical element with a different number of which subatomic particles? Neutrons. Correct. Which element is the most abundant on Earth? Oh dear, I’m not sure. Carbon maybe? WRONG.

“Three mistakes, Alison,” the host exclaimed, “you’re finally making some progress.”

“You’re not going to let that joke go, are you?” the contestant replied, showing him her tongue again.

“There’s just one round left. It would be pointless to stop now.”

“Sounds reasonable,” the agent said and laughed.

“That’s why they made me the host. Draw three transformation cards.”

“Fetish: Nylon, Fetish: Anal Sex, Sexy Voice: Femme Fatale. How many fetishes are there in the pool?!”

“Ten, if I recall correctly. And they’re a lot of fun,” Frank added with a wink.

“Nylon seems harmless, although I imagine it means wearing see-through clothes. But I don’t want to be an anal sex fetishist. I intend to have sex more often than I used to, but I want it to be vaginal. I want to discard that transformation.”

“As you wish. Draw two new cards.”

“Lust Induction. Oh dear. Breast Expansion.”

“Perfect! There’s something for you and something for the audience. You’ll certainly have sex more often now.”

“I guess that’s a fair trade-off.”

“That’s the kind of approach we like. Enter The Chamber.”

Overall Alison was not too upset about her recent draw. In her current mental state she no longer considered the Lust Induction as something purely negative. Yes, it might be a nuisance, but she believed she could live with a higher libido. Nylons should be fine, at the very least nothing to be afraid of; it might even turn out fun. The new voice sounded intriguing, even though the agent did not consider herself a femme fatale type, even after all the transformations; still it should not be bad. Breasts, on the other hand, were definitely positive and the contestant even regretted that she did not draw a double transformation. Alison patiently endured the tingling of her chest. She even had to hold back a smile, as she could feel the new weight appearing on her breasts. The tingling of her throat made keeping a straight face even harder. Two transformations were mental, but she could sense her clothes changing along with the nylon fetish; most noticeably her bra disappeared. Finally the door opened and Alison stepped out.

The camera swiftly focused on the only part of the contestant’s body that had changed - her breasts. Not only was the bra gone, her white shirt was now made of thin nylon fabric, thus it was tight and transparent. The shirt did nothing to cover Alison’s upper body, if anything it made her feel even more exposed. But right now she wanted to see her new breasts herself, so she was happy with the transparency. The agent’s breasts did not suddenly become large; they had grown to solid B cups, while remaining firm and natural. It was a significant improvement nevertheless and Alison’s bright smile was the best proof of that. But somewhere in the back of her mind she already wanted them to become even larger. More importantly the familiar horniness, which she had managed to partially remove with masturbation, was back; and it brought reinforcements. The audience cheered enthusiastically.

“Welcome back, Alison,” the host greeted her when the crowd quieted down, “how are you feeling?”

“I feel amazing!” she replied with a grin, “Oh!” she stopped, surprised by her own voice, “that’s unexpected. Although it shouldn’t be.”

The agent’s voice was lower and sultry. Each word promised great rewards, but at the same time subtly warned that there might be an unexpected price.

“I never considered myself a femme fatale,” Alison continued, “but I think that I’ll like this voice. Although it might not be suitable for giggling.”

The audience laughed at her joke, then Frank replied:

“We’re glad to hear that you’re happy with this transformation. But I’m sure that you like the other one even more.”

“Oh yes!” the contestant replied, grinning even wider, “boobs and hips. I finally have them all.” Her voice indeed did not exactly fit with her way of speaking, but currently she was exceptionally excited, so she could be excused.

“Do you like your new outfit as well?”

“Calling this an outfit might be an overstatement,” the agent winked in repose, “but I don’t think I’m going to regret the nylon fetish.” The way Alison said the sentence fit her sexy voice much better.

“We’re happy to hear it. There’s also the audience’s favourite…”

“I noticed.”

“Shouldn’t we do something about it?” Frank asked innocently, but the contestant knew what he was suggesting.

“Well…” she feigned hesitancy which sounded a lot more alluring in her new voice, “a minor spectacle shouldn’t hurt.”

“How about you show the audience how much you like your new body and we’ll prepare the… props.”

“I’m sensing another trap, but I’ll walk into this one voluntarily.”

“Remember, cooperation pays off and don’t hold back.”

Alison winked and smiled in response. She then walked to the centre of the stage. Music once again began playing, so she started to dance. Her motions were similar to before, although this time she had no skirt to take off and she focused more on playing with her breasts. The contestant was having fun simply dancing and fondling her boobs through the nylon shirt. The audience cheered for a moment, then went silent, so she was able to hear the noises of activity behind her. She assumed that the assistants one again brought in the small couch and possibly a new set of toys. When the agent finally turned around, a surprise awaited her; it was not a couch, but a bed. And while there were some toys laying on the piece of furniture, there was also a naked man standing right next to it. He was tall, handsome, athletic and, last but not least, well-endowed. Alison was not expecting that, but she was not shocked either. If she had been thinking clearly she would know that sooner or later she would get fucked on the stage. But right now she had no intentions of thinking clearly, but she eagerly welcomed the opportunity to get fucked.

“Meet Steve, Alison,” the host said, then went silent.

The agent did not wait for any further prompts from Frank and approached the man with a lustful smile on her face. He did not wait idly either, but embraced her and pulled her close for a kiss. While their lips were locked in a passionate kiss the audience cheered enthusiastically; Alison barely noticed it. Steve was an excellent kisser and an aggressive one as well. Their tongues mingled inside of their mouths, while his strong hands explored her nylon-clad skin. Their lips parted when they both ran out of breath.

The man gently pushed the contestant onto the bed and she happily followed his directions. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs invitingly. The man did not dive between them immediately though, but went for her breasts instead. He lifted Alison’s top to get access to her boobs, but did not take it off completely. Steve gently grabbed one tit with his strong palm and began to fondle it. At the same time he kissed and licked the other one. Naturally he paid a lot of attention to Alison’s nipples; he used his fingers, lips and tongue. Soon the contestant was wriggling under his caress. At one point the man picked up a magic wand vibrator from the bed, set the vibrations to low and used the toy on the contestant’s sensitive nipples; he never stopped fondling the soft flesh. There was still some time for foreplay, but it could not be used whole on her breasts. Finally Steve moved between the agent’s legs. He pressed the vibrator against her clitoris and kept it there, speed still set to low, while he gently pulled on the string and took the old toy out of her vagina. When all three balls were out he put them aside and leaned forward to finally lick the pussy himself. Alison’s vagina was soaking wet already, but he licked it for a while, mostly for the show. The man fingered her pussy as well, then reached for a penis-shaped dildo and repeated the action with the toy. He kept the vibrator at her clit the entire time.

Finally came the time for Alison to return the favour; Steve laid down and she sat up. The agent might not have been an expert at giving blowjobs, but not much effort was necessary to make the already half-erect penis fully hard. The contestant also made sure that it got slippery enough. Before she laid back down on the bed Steve had one more toy. He picked up a pair of nipple clamps and carefully attached them to Alison’s nipples. They did not squeeze them too hard, but she moaned softly nevertheless; she moaned louder when the man turned on the vibrators which were attached to the clamps. Apparently every toy could be equipped with a vibrator, but the agent did not consider it a reason to complain; quite the opposite. Once again she laid on her back and spread her legs wide; Steve got between them with his penis leading the way. The contestant moaned audibly when the large cock finally entered her hungry pussy. She might have been a toy fetishist, but the warm flesh already felt so much better than any of the toys.

The love making that followed was not as diverse as the foreplay. But Alison did not need any more diversity, she simply needed to get properly fucked; Steve delivered exactly that. His penis was large, but not too big, his shoves were deep and decisive, but not overly forceful. The agent was not too vocal, because that was not her way, but she did not lay motionlessly either. She and Steve swiftly found the right rhythm and maintained it until the end. The vibrators at Alison’s nipples kept buzzing the entire time, someone even increased the speed when the fucking started.

The contestant had been seriously aroused to begin with and now, with stimuli coming from two places, she did not need much time to climax. A few minutes later she began to moan softly, as her entire body trembled with an orgasm. Steve maintained his pace until she eventually calmed down. Only then he allowed himself to ejaculate; he shot a voluminous load into Alison’s pussy. The pair then shared a slow sensual kiss. Before leaving the man helped the agent to get up from the bed and fixed her shirt, ‘covering’ her breasts. The clamps remained on her nipples, covered by the sheer fabric. They were still vibrating, but now at the lowest speed. Only now the audience began to cheer wildly; the contestant offered them a satisfied smile in return. She stood in place for a moment, then slowly returned to her panel; as she walked the semen began to ooze out of her vagina, flew down her legs and soaked into her pantyhose.

“A marvellous spectacle, Alison,” the host exclaimed, “I hope you enjoyed it as much as we did.”

“I enjoyed it a lot more.”

The audience cheered loudly at the response.

“That’s the true bimbo approach,” Frank said with a grin when the crowd quieted down, “I bet you’d like another round with Steve, but we still have a quiz to finish.”

“I’ll gladly welcome the break,” Alison replied. Her manner of speech was slowly adapting to her new sexy voice.

“Which category for the seventh round.”

“Let’s try Swords.”

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