Sixth round

This category was somewhat similar to the countries recognition one, but instead of contours Joe received photos of landmarks from certain places and had to recognize the name of the city. Some were pretty obvious like the Brandenburg Gate in Berlin or the United States Capitol in Washington, D.C. which Joe recognized Correctly. The Triumphal Arch in Paris was only slightly less obvious, but only because most people would expect to see the Eiffel Tower from that city, but the contestant recognized that one Correctly as well. He had a harder time with a building that turned out to be The State Hermitage Museum in Saint Petersburg, but through method of elimination he gave a Correct answer as well. Joe had no idea what place was on the last photography and his guess turned out to be WRONG.

“Just one incorrect answer this time, Joe. Draw one card.”

“Double Mental Drain. Oh no no no! Discard. Discard!”

“I take it that you don’t want to be a completely ditzy bimbo.”

“Not at all. I have quite a few points already and I want to turn them into money in the final round, transformations or not. This is the sure way to getting rid of any chances.”

“Draw two new cards then.”

“Fetish: Chastity and Lust Induction. This doesn’t sound good…”

“On the contrary. This is the best combination! Into the Chamber.”

The anxiety had returned to Joe when he entered the dreadful device for the sixth time. He had seen the people who drew the lust transformation or some of the fetish ones, these were huge steps towards bimbofication and the contestant feared how much they would impact him and his future life. Neither was nearly as bad as mental drain, especially double, but still they could be something a lot more impactful than even feminine face or clothes. Joe closed his eyes and sensed the hotness growing in his crotch, but before his penis could get erect it got magically locked inside of a tight cage; it still tried to grow, but its efforts were in vain. The contestant opened his eyes and stepped out of The Chamber.

The only visible change in his person were reddened cheeks and it was not makeup, the arousal he felt was clearly visible on his face.

“How do you feel, Joe? It seems that you’re enjoying your new… passion.”

“I… ehm… it’s not as uncomfortable as I had feared, but… well… kinda restrictive.”

“But you wouldn’t want to take it off, would you?”

“I…” Joe hesitated.

He wanted, no CRAVED to fuck a woman right there and then; he was horny and he simply needed to let off the steam. But at the same time he enjoyed the feeling of helplessness, the frustration of unfulfillment. It was a weird contradicting feeling, almost impossible to explain with words, even harder when one was so aroused.

“... I don’t know” eventually finished the contestant.

“You’re wearing the lightest, most comfortable, but also the toughest chastity device ever invented. It’s extra-hygienic and self-cleaning, if you bathe regularly that is. It’s also perfectly tailored to your size, so your penis won’t get damaged, but also will not be able to get even a tiny bit erect. Isn’t it wonderful?”

“Yes!” answered Joe before he could think about it “ehm, but… no. I mean…”

“I believe the audience knows how you feel and we understand that certain feelings might be hard to explain with words. But before we proceed would you be so kind and show us your cage?”

Joe was not too eager to exhibit himself like that, but it was customary to gratify the host’s requests. He slowly unzipped the skirt and pushed it down his thighs, it was tight enough that it did not fall to his ankles right away. The panties he wore underneath were black, lacy and sexy, but not bimbo-ish. The chastity cage underneath them matched their colour, thanks for small favors, at least it was not pink. Joe pulled down the panties slightly to expose the cage and the camera instantly focused on it; the audience cheered. It was humiliating, especially since the chastity looked really small, Joe was proud of his large penis, but it was not something that could be observed while it was flaccid.

“Thank you, Joe. That’s a lovely sight. You can put your clothes back on. I’m sure you’ll be able to find a keyholder soon, until then we’ll keep the key for you at our studio.”

“The key?”

“Of course! Chastity would be pointless, if you had the option to unlock yourself, wouldn’t it? Ready for the seventh round?”

“I think so. Maybe Phobias....”