Survivor Harem

Beatriz shook her head. She couldn’t believe she’d been eliminated. Just a few more ingredients and she'd be safe. Of course the woman who longer ate food sucked at cooking, it just wasn’t fair. She saw Kali getting off Eric’s lap and hurrying towards her. She smiled, it didn’t really matter what happened to her. She loved Kali. That’s all that mattered. Their love would survive anything. As Kali got close she hurried to meet her. She wrapped her arms around Kali and held her tight. Everything was going to be ok.

Eric wanted to go and comfort Beatriz, but Kali said it was better if she went alone. So he stayed on the throne, with Felicia cuddling beside him. Cuddling was really the only word for it. If he looked at her she’d push away and pretend like it wasn’t happening, but whenever he had his eyes forward she would press her body against his. He wasn’t sure he’d get used to this whole hot/cold act, but he had to admit he didn’t mind her body against his.

Trinity approached the throne, she ignored Felicia and sat down on his lap. “How are you doing Eric? I’m sorry for my part in all this. I really did want to help Beatriz, but I couldn’t. Even poor Yaz, I couldn’t even try to defend her against all those name-drops.”

Eric pushed a stand of hair out of her eyes, “I know. You are doing your best. All the girls know it too. Don’t worry. It’s almost over and then we can start our lives together. No more Harem Hotel, just me and you…well and a dozen other women.” He smiled at her.

“Right, almost there.” She sighed and turned to face Felicia, “So they let you off your charger? How are you feeling?”

Felicia scowled and gave her the middle finger, “Fuck you bitch!” She whispered angrily.

Trinity reached into Eric’s pocket and pulled out his phone. She tapped a few buttons but Eric didn’t see what she was doing. Suddenly Felicia’s mouth disappeared. Just smooth skin where it should be. She looked panicked and grabbed at her face. Trinity pressed another button and her mouth came back, “Want to try again?”

Felicia was still scowling, but she spoke calmly this time, “I’m fully charged thank you.”

Trinity looked at Eric, “Look she can learn! We’re going to have so much fun with this remote later. But for now we have a little time, maybe better spent with the others. I don’t know how the rest of this show is going to go. I like my elimination transformation, I wager Mali does too. Stephanie might have found peace with it, but she would do without if she could. I don’t know what’s going to happen to them, I thought you might want to spend as much time with them as they are know, just in case.”

Eric nodded, “Ya. You are right. What’s the next competition anyway?” Eric asked.

She shook a finger at him, “Can’t say. Well a small hint, they are all about to get dirty. Very dirty.”

“That’s not much of a hint.” Eric couldn’t really think of any game shows where the contestants had to get dirty.

“That’s all I can do for that, but I can do this…” She snapped her fingers and the stage transformed into a large sunken living room. Tables, sofas, chairs sprung into existence. She stood up and faced the others who were still milling about, “Everyone you are welcome to go back to your dressing rooms, but Eric and I thought you might want to hang out together here. Up to you.”

She snapped again and she was sitting on a loveseat with Eric. Felicia had been left behind on the throne and made no move to get up. Eric looked at his newest Harem member. She probably wanted to join them, but wouldn’t on her own, “Trinity…bring her too. And could you get her some clothes?”

Trinity snapped her fingers and Felicia was on her knees in front of them both. In front of Felicia there was a thong and a tank top lying on the floor, “That’s the best I can do right now.” Trinity said.

Felicia picked up the clothes and stared at Eric, “Eric….fuck. Master, may I please wear these?”

Eric was surprised. She was actually asking? Wow. He felt the switch in his mind click, “Yes. You may.” It must have counted as begging because she quickly dressed and sat down on the loveseat with them. Of course a loveseat is meant for two, so she decided to sit on his lap. Trinity looked angry for a second, but then smiled.

“Felicia, glad to see you warming up to your Master.” Trinity taunted.

“What? No. I’m just cold. That’s all.” Felicia whispered, refusing to make eye contact.

Trinity laughed, “Of course dear. Eric doesn’t mind at all. He’s happy to help.”

Eric looked at Trinity and smiled. She was definitely still herself, despite her elimination. “I love you,” he told her, “I love you so much.” She leaned forward and he kissed her. Felicia made an ick sound but refused to leave his lap, so he kept kissing Trinity, his wife.

Sarah was lying down on the couch, her head in Jenny’s lap. Jenny was gently stroking her hair. Interestingly despite the outward appearance of Jenny comforting Sarah, the opposite was actually true. Jenny felt awful about voting for Beatriz and letting her face an elimination transformation. She needed Sarah to help her relax and get over that guilt.

Sarah didn’t blame her at all. How could she? There were still 7 contestants left. The odds were pretty high that if they’d voted someone else off to spare Beatriz, eventually someone else would get below 100 VP. Then they’d have the same problem again. They couldn’t all get through to the win and be safe. She thought of anyone here Beatriz would probably be fine with an elimination. She didn’t want a lot from life. Just Kali, and sex. Or was it sex and Kali? Regardless, the elimination was probably going to push her into having more sex, which will probably suit her just fine.

Sarah sighed, now she was the one trying to rationalize the guilt away, and she didn’t even vote. She opened her eyes to look at Jenny. Jenny had a worried look on her face and was watching Kali and Beatriz. Sarah reached up to gently tap Jenny’s tit, “Hey!” Jenny said, looking down.

“Sorry, needed your attention. Jenny, if you are so worried, go talk to her.”

“Huh?” Jenny said.

“Ya. Just go talk to her. She’s not mad. I promise.” Sarah sat up so Jenny could get up. Jenny groaned but got up and walked over. Sarah stayed where she was. She saw Jenny and Beatriz talking, then Beatriz stood up, groped her, then hugged her. Soon Jenny was on her way back.

Sarah gave her a look to convey, ‘So?’

“Well, you were right. She’s not mad at all. In fact she seems pretty happy right now.”

“See, told you.” Sarah said smugly.

“Ya, see that’s even worse!” Jenny said. Huh? Sarah was a little confused, “See if she was angry, I could ask for forgiveness, but when she’s like oh no big deal, then it’s like what do I do?

Sarah laughed, “Oh Jenny, since when do you overthink things? It’s fine. Really. Now let’s stop moping and join the others. We’re missing a good time to relax before the next round.”

“Wait, here,” Jenny pulled out the immunity token, “Beatriz gave it to me, but I want you to have it. I don’t really care about the wish. I want you to win more than anything.”

Sarah accepted it, “Jenny…”

“Don’t Jenny me. You are going to use it. No giving it away. Promise me.”

“Yes, fine.” Sarah rolled her eyes.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, and it’s ‘Yes Mistress’.”

Sarah giggled, “Yes Mistress.”

Jenny pulled her in for a hug, “That’s better. I love you.”

Sarah closed her eyes and relished the feeling of Jenny against her body, “I love you too Mistress.”

Isla was tired. Ciela had really put them through their paces in that last challenge. Ciela had really taken charge and delivered amazing results, but Isla wasn’t used to so much hard work. Not physically at least. In the past all her great efforts had been with magic, she’d never actually sweat so much.

Somehow even with both punishment transformations on their team, they’d come out on top. Not just by a little, but they’d easily won. Even her own punishment had turned into a boon rather than harm them. It wasn’t like they were excellent cooks or anything, but Ciela just kept on top of everyone the whole time. Isla was amazed that her sister was happily chatting with the others instead of napping right now.

Napping is what she wished she was doing, but Valerie had wanted to stay, and so she stayed. Valerie was quite animated actually. She was proud of herself for doing so well in the taste test, and for good reason of course. Isla hoped they’d be on the same team next time, she didn’t want to have to face her in any kind of one on one showdown.

She hadn’t been paying attention to the time, but Trinity had. Suddenly she stood up and clapped her hands, “Alright time is up! Everyone is here so no need for me to summon anyone. We go live in 30 seconds so everyone stand up,” Isla barely had enough time to stand up before the couch she was sitting on disappeared. The living room disappeared and they were all on the stage once again, “Eric, back to your throne,” she snapped her fingers and he was teleported away, “Those not competing, fuck off,” Another snap and Kali, Beatriz and Felicia were teleported to beside Eric, “Everyone else keep your mouths shut, we’re live in 5…4…3…2…1…”

Suddenly the audience was full of avatars, the lights dimmed and Trinity put on her best smile, “Welcome back everyone! We’ve had two excited rounds so far, is everyone ready for #3?” She paused to allow applause from the audience, “Excellent. Now then we have 7 lovely ladies ready to get down and dirty. Before we introduce the challenge, they need to get dressed appropriately. Let’s help them out with that,” Trinity snapped her fingers and Isla felt her clothing shift. She looked down, she was barefoot, wearing a black bikini.

She looked at Valerie, and then to the others. Jenny and Sarah were also wearing black bikinis, but Valerie, Yaz and Ciela were wearing white bikinis. Alexandra was naked of course, but she was wearing a black belt, so Isla figured she was on the black team.

“As you can see the teams have been decided randomly. Team Black is Isla, Jenny, Sarah and Alexandra. Team White is Valerie, Yaz and Ciela.

This round is Survivor - Harem edition. The two teams will compete in a physical challenge to see who is victorious. Like the previous challenge, the losing team will vote to eliminate one of their members. The losing team will have to face a new challenge to decide how much VP each of them loses.

Without further ado, let’s introduce the challenge!” Trinity walked away from the rest of them and turned to face them. Suddenly Isla heard a noise, drip-drip, like rain. She turned around at the sound. Something was dripping from the ceiling. A spot appeared on the ground some distance in front of her. Then another, and another. The rain picked up and a pool of brown started to form. The rain picked up and Isla realized it wasn’t rain at all, but rather mud. Dripping from nowhere. The pool got larger, and larger. Then something much larger fell from the ceiling. Wood? More wood fell. It started forming itself into a fence. It went faster and faster and she lost sight of the moving pieces. Then finally it was done. In front of them was like the world's shortest obstacle course. Two fences created a path about twenty feet wide. At the end of the path was a large pool of mud. Between the beginning and the mud were bars crossing horizontally at varying heights. Vertical bars separated these horizontal bars into various compartments.

Trinity started speaking, causing Isla to turn back around. “It’s a re-creation from the show Survivor, the Mud Run! It’s very simple,” She snapped and two large tubs appeared near the entrance to the course, one black, one white, “You’ll have 10 minutes to fill up your tub with mud. Whichever team gets more mud wins. A few rules, you can’t cup mud in your hands. You can’t intentionally touch the other team. So you can stand in their way, but you can’t push them out of the way. Any violations will be dealt with swiftly…” Trinity trailed off, not elaborating what exactly the punishment would be. Isla didn’t want to find out anyway, “Now then the teams are uneven, so the producers have generously allowed the shorthanded team to select a 4th player from amongst the eliminated contestants. Whoever you pick will be gagged and placed under an obedience spell, Valerie, who do you pick?”

Isla turned to watch Valerie. Valerie was rubbing her chin, looking over at Eric and the others. Then she grinned, oh no Val, what are you planning? “From the eliminated only? Ok, we choose….Trinity!”

Trinity opened and closed her mouth a few times, “What…umm…no you can’t…” Suddenly Trinity’s dress disappeared and she was wearing a white bikini, “Oh. I guess…” before she could finish a large red ball gag appeared in her mouth. She gave Valerie the middle finger but didn’t actually seem too upset.

“Umm…what now?” Isla asked. Trinity had been on hosting duties, but couldn’t speak now.

Suddenly Eric stood up on his throne, “Well…interesting choice Valerie. Your time begins in 10…9…8…” Eric started counting down slowly. Isla didn’t wait, she ran over and grabbed Sarah, Jenny and Alexandra.

“Ok Alexandra can’t walk, can you crawl over those barriers?” Isla asked.

Alexandra looked there and back, “Yes. I can do it, but I won’t be very fast.”

Isla nodded, “Right. You stay here beside the tub. The three of us will run and dive into the mud, then hurry back. Once we are here use your hands to try scraping as much mud off us as you can.”

Alexandra nodded. Jenny grabbed her chest, “Use your tits ladies. We can’t use our hands but we can use our cleavage.”

They all nodded as Eric finished counting, “3…2…1…GO!” Isla took off running.

She got to the first barrier, it was rather high for her but she wasn’t sure that she could squeeze through the opening. She was about to go over on her own when Sarah gave her a boost from behind. She tumbled over but got up and started running right away.

She saw Valerie dive in first with Ciela close behind. Her team made it all together. Isla dove face first into the mud and felt it splash all over her. She got up on her knees and saw Jenny rubbing mud into her hair. They might be down a player but Jenny might make up for it with her huge hair and massive cleavage. Isla tried to do as she’d said and scoop up mud between her breasts. Unfortunately she had to drop it to make it over the barrier, she just wasn’t tall enough.

She made it to the tub and started scraping the mud off into the bucket. Alexandra helped her but then moved onto the others. Hurrying, she turned around to do it again.

Yaz was feeling a little better. The break had helped her deal with her brain pop. She felt ready for this challenge, not that it was one she was looking forward to. She left like she was at a disadvantage in a physical challenge. Jasmine wasn’t actually known as an athlete. Still, she had Valerie on her team. That cheerleader transformation had given her some killer legs. And Ciela was super motivated too. Trinity was an interesting choice, but she didn’t think having the pseudo-host on their team would be of any help.

As soon as Eric finished his count everyone took off running. Valerie easily made it there first and dove into the mud. Yaz was one of the last ones in, but not by much. The mud was warm at least, she’d been worried it wouldn’t be. At least she had lots of hair volume to store mud in, she made sure to roll around a bit.

Getting up was harder than she’d expected it to be, weighed down with all that mud. Still, she managed. She was just going over one of the barriers when someone said her name, “Yaz!” She wasn’t even sure who said it, but of course she came. She fell over the bar and crashed into Sarah. She landed on top of her, mud squishing out from between them.

She rolled off, “Sorry Sarah.”

“It’s ok Yaz, not your fault.” Sarah got up and ran off. She hadn’t triggered another orgasm so it had been someone from her team who said her name. Yaz finally stood up but saw there were now cuffs on her ankles with a short chain attached. When did that happen? It must be the punishment for bumping into the other team. Yaz sighed but hurried back as fast as she could manage.

After scraping off as much mud as she could she headed back to the mud pit. Getting over the obstacle would be too hard, so she knelt down and tried to go through it. Luckily she was one of the smaller contestants and was able to squeeze through, even if it was a little tight across her chest. Diving forward into the mud once again she noticed Isla dive in beside her. She was a little annoyed from her punishment before so she decided to get even, “Hey Isla, it’s milking time.”

Isla moo’d back at her but seemed to carry out without too much trouble. Yaz got up to try making her way back. It was hard to tell who was winning, but clearly she was the slowest one. In some ways it wasn’t her fault, but that was a poor excuse. She picked up the pace, she had to do more for her team.

Trinity worked diligently. She had **** after all. As soon as Valerie had picked her she became completely bound to her team's will. They told her to run to the mud pit, so she ran. Ciela was clearly frustrated with her though, because the obedience spell was quite literal. As soon as she touched the pit, she stopped. Ciela didn’t notice right away and Valerie was already running the other way. Unfortunately even if Trinity wanted to help them win, it wasn’t up to her. Her body wouldn’t move without a command.

Then Ciela made her second mistake in phrasing her next order, “Just pick up the mud and head back.”

Unfortunately the obedience spell decided to have Trinity use her hands. Ciela hadn’t specified and that is how most people would pick something up. Trinity found herself bending down and cupping as much mud as she could hold. Then she started running back. Of course as soon as she did the punishment magic activated.

It didn’t target her, Trinity was just a pawn in this came. No, poor Ciela had to deal with breaking the rules. Trinity immediately dropped the mud she was carrying and waited for her next order. Whoever gave it, it wouldn’t be Ciela. Ciela now sported an identical ball gag to the one in Trinity’s mouth. Hampering her even more she was also wearing white latex gloves. The gloves went all the way to her armpits. They were completely clean, devoid of all mud. And as Ciela would discover on her next trip to the mud pit, they would stay that way. No matter how much she tried, the gloves would repel any and all mud.

Trinity wasn’t waiting too long before Valerie dropped off her first load and turned to see her standing there, “Trinity dive into the mud. Roll around for 10 seconds. Then run back here as fast as you can.” Trinity immediately obeyed. After exactly 10 seconds she jumped up and started running. She surprised herself with her speed, she was basically as fast as Valerie now. She supposed the obedience magic was quite exact. As fast as she could, she didn’t allow for her to cautiously take those obstacles. She really was going as fast as possible.

She made it to the tub while Yaz was there, who gave her instructions to remove the mud. She wasn’t able to use host powers to know for sure, but to her eye the teams looked pretty even. She didn’t have time to look around though, more orders and she was heading back in.

Alexandra was a little frustrated at first. A challenge when running is required and she was prevented from wearing shoes. It was like it was rigged against her. Well, that’s how she felt before it started.

Then she saw Yaz fall onto Yaz and get punished. And Trinity picked up the mud and Ciela’s punishment and things started to seem more even. Their strategy also started to pay off too. Having Alexandra help push the mud off the others actually sped things up quite a bit. Each woman could only carry a little bit of mud that was easily removed and so the more trips they made, the better.

She thought not diving into the mud might help her stay clean, but there was just so much of it. She had mud on her face, in her hair, all over her body. Still, she was pretty sure they were winning. Her efforts were paying off so it was all worth it. She was just helping Sarah when disaster struck. “MOO!” Isla yelled out. Alexandra looked up, she saw Isla and Jenny both falling. It wasn’t obvious what had happened but Alexandra watched as Jenny collided with Yaz. It looked painful, but hopefully the magic of this place kept them safe.

It took a moment for them to get up. Jenny was up first, and offered her hand to Yaz. As soon as Yaz was on her feet black latex appeared from nowhere and started to cover Jenny. It formed a complete skin tight bodysuit from her toes to her neck. Much like Ciela’s gloves, no mud would stick to it at all. “Fuck” Jenny shouted. At least she wasn’t retrained in any way. Still Jenny was pretty useless now. It was true that her long hair held a lot of mud, but it was also harder to remove from her hair compared to what she could stick to the rest of her body.

As Jenny made it back and knelt down beside Alexandra she asked what went wrong, “What happened Jenny?”

Jenny sighed, “Just an accident. Isla tripped going over the obstacle, I tried to catch her but tripped myself and hit Yaz. Fuck, we were doing so well.”

Alexandra wrung some more mud out of Jenny’s hair, “Don’t get discouraged. 2 minutes left, we are still ahead.”

“I hope so, ok, time for one more trip.” Jenny got up and ran as fast as she could. This competition was almost over.

As soon as time expired the gag disappeared from Trinity’s mouth, as well as the compulsion that had her rolling around in the mud. She stood up on her own and wiped off what she could. She tried to magic it away, but the producers had other ideas. She walked out of the mud pit and over to the two tubs of mud.

“Congratulations everyone, what a fantastic challenge. And don’t we look good? Glad to see everyone was willing to get down and dirty for this competition. Now just by looking I can’t tell which one is heavier, so let’s get to weighing.”

A giant scale appeared in front of her and one of the tub levitated and moved to hover just above it. It slowly lowered down, “First up we have the Black Team. Girls you managed to collect…” A drumroll started and ended with a flourish as Trinity announced the result, “113 kilograms! Wow, that is a lot of mud.”

The tub of mud disappeared and the other tub levitated and was placed on the scale, the drumroll started again, “And the White Team, with the aid of yours truly, managed to collect…117 kilograms! Congratulations White Team! As a special reward I’ll give you a choice, I can either clean you all up or remove your bondage, Ciela why don’t you decide.”

Ciela mumbled something through her gag.

“Ciela, I need an answer.” Trinity said.

Ciela mumbled again.

“Well Ciela decided not to answer so you can stay as you are while you watch the other team compete.” Yaz groaned but Valerie actually laughed. She was used to this kind of treatment now, “Oh but Jenny let's fix you up for the upcoming challenge.” Trinity snapped her fingers and Jenny's bodysuit disappeared, leaving her covered in mud once again.

Trinity then turned her attention to the obstacle course and mud pit. She snapped her fingers and the obstacle course disappeared. Instead a wooden platform, about 15 feet wide and a few inches tall, appeared in the center of the mud.

“Now Survivor usually has an immunity challenge, which we just completed, and a reward challenge. Rather than an actual reward, each of you will start with a loss of 10VP and be given the chance to earn back some of it during this challenge.

This challenge is called Sumo in Mud. You will each be given the opportunity to challenge an opponent in the ring. You will each be given a large foam pad. You will start on the platform and must try knocking your opponent off using only the foam pad, using anything else will disqualify you.

Each time you push your opponent out of the ring you will earn 1VP back. Additionally you can gain an extra VP immediately by removing all clothing and competing naked.

Each match will go to 3 points. You will play each opponent once, so you must win every point naked in order to save yourself any losses.

Jenny has the most VP so we will let her pick her opponent first.”

Jenny shrugged off her bikini and pointed at Sarah, “I pick Sarah.”

Sarah rolled her eyes but took her own bikini off too.

Both women got onto the platform and found foam pads materializing in their hands. Trinity stepped onto the platform too, “Oh. I forgot to mention one thing. No throwing matches. You try to win, or else. How will we know if you throw it? Fucking magic of course. Sorry Jenny. Now then, fight!”

Damn. Jenny groaned. Of course she'd been planning on throwing the match. She was just going to walk off, short and sweet. She didn't want to find out the ‘or else’, so she knew she had to fight Sarah for real.

She held the foam in front of her and ran at Sarah. They collided and Jenny bounced off and fell on her ass. Before she even knew what was happening Sarah was pushing her side and tossing her off the platform. Jenny landed in the mud with a loud thunk.

Jenny pushed herself up, the mud dripping down off her chest. She looked up at Sarah who had a silly grin on her face. Right, Sarah didn't need any charity. She was much more athletic than Jenny now after their transformations. Jenny had always been thin, rather than fit. Her new curves didn't help out in this arena any. Sarah on the other hand now had the body of a personal trainer, and she'd done well to stay in shape.

Jenny got up and made her way back to the platform. It felt slippery now with all the mud underfoot. This time she held nothing back and she charged forward…only for a repeat of last time.

She was pretty sure if it was possible that Sarah would be trash talking her right now. Instead she just grinned and stuck out her tongue. Pah, one final try.

This time Jenny got Sarah all the way to the edge. Yes this is it! She cried in her mind. She gave one final push, everything she had…just as Sarah stepped aside and tapped her on the back. Jenny fell forwards, face planting in the mud.

She immediately felt someone helping her up, she turned to see Sarah, “Wow you kicked my butt.” Jenny said.

Sarah laughed, “Well it is a cute butt. Thanks for the VP.”

Jenny laughed. Well that had been her intentions all along. So no harm done. They held hands as they walked back to the others.

“A clean sweep by Sarah. Next up is Isla. Challenge anyone you want.”

“Moo!” Isla cried out, pointing as Alexandra. Oh right, Jenny thought, she still hasn't been milked. Alexandra was a good choice though, since she still couldn't stand up. Or was it? Since she was so comfortable on her knees, lower center of gravity and all that.

Jenny and Sarah watched as their teammates squared off. Alexandra was already naked, but she did take off her belt. Isla seemed happy to chuck off her wet bikini.

At first Alexandra did seem to be at a disadvantage. Isla was able to push and then quickly step back, but over time it became apparent that Isla just wasn't strong enough to move her. Alexandra slowly but surely wore her down until with a final shove she pushed Isla into the mud.

For round 2 Isla tried a different approach. She started on her knees like Alexandra and let Alexandra push her to the edge. Then at the last second she jumped up and dodged, getting behind Alexandra and shoving with all her might.

Splash! Alexandra hit the mud hard, “She looks angry.” Jenny said to Sarah.

“Ya well wouldn't you be? They took away her ability to walk this whole challenge. Not very fair at all.” Sarah remarked.

Sarah was right. Jenny would be mad. At the producers of course, not Isla. Isla had done lots in the past to be angry about, but earning a single point fairly in this challenge, that wasn't it.

Still it seemed to fire up Alexandra. She was relentless and kept going until Isla was thrown clear off the platform. “Congratulations Alexandra!” Trinity announced. “Next up Sarah can pick anyone but Jenny to fight.”

Sarah looked conflicted but ultimately chose Isla. If Isla struggled against Alexandra, she stood no chance against Sarah. Sarah cleanly swept the match in no time at all. When she returned Jenny kissed her, “Wow, I didn't realize I was marrying a superstar.”

Sarah laughed, “Oh ya. If you ever need someone hit with a block of foam, just call me.”

Trinity clapped loudly, “Congratulations Sara. Next up is Alexandra, who will you face?”

Alexandra couldn't pick Isla, and Sarah was obviously a bad call, “Jenny.”

“Well duty calls”, Jenny kissed Sarah again and took her spot on the platform, ready for action.

Alexandra was certainly frustrated. First a challenge involving running, now a sumo fight. She was clearly at a disadvantage here. Well, maybe it wasn't actually that bad. Poor Isla had it worse. As the smallest and weakest competitor she was probably done getting points now.

She was up against Jenny. Both women had similar builds except for their chests. Alexandra didn't have the size advantage here to compensate for having to kneel.

The match started and Jenny charged forward, just like she'd done against Sarah. Alexandra had been expecting that and darted to the side immediately. She surprised Jenny with her agility and got a solid push on her side. Poor Jenny lost her balance and fell.

Alexandra didn't let up. She shoved with all her might and slid Jenny into the mud.

The second time Jenny didn't charge like a wild boar. Instead she slowly approached. Alexandra was expecting a soft contact and a slow push, but instead Jenny whacked her in the face with the foam pad. “Ow!” Alexandra cried. It didn't really hurt, but it had startled her.

Before she could recover Jenny dove forward with the pad in front of her. She overwhelmed Alexandra and shoved her backwards into the mud. “Sorry!” Jenny called after her.

Alexandra shook herself off and crawled back onto the platform, “It's alright. But I won't hold back this time.” This time Alexandra went aggressive, charging forward as fast as her knees would carry her. Rather than aim for Jenny's chest she shoved her legs. Jenny fell down over top of Alexandra, squishing her into the platform. Alexandra was trying to get up when a whistle sounded, “Stop! Jenny has pushed Alexandra without the foam and is disqualified. Alexandra wins 2-1.” Trinity announced. Well that's one way to win.

Alexandra got to crawl off and watch the next match. It was Jenny’s turn again, against Isla this time. Isla had been paying attention and used the strategies she'd seen to get one match from the taller woman, but ultimately Jenny just had too much of an advantage and won the other two.

The final match was between Alexandra and Sarah. She was dreading this, “Let’s just get this over with.” She said to Sarah.

Sarah looked a bit sheepish, “Sorry, I’d go easy on you if I could.”

As soon as the match began Alexandra knew she was outmatched. Sarah was just stronger than she was, on top of being able to stand and run. She did her best, really, but Sarah easily won all three.

“Wow Sarah, a perfect Score. Here are the remaining totals.”

Jenny 3 + 1 = -6 VP = 121 VP

Sarah 9 + 1 = -0 VP = 112 VP

Isla 2 + 1 = -7 VP = 101 VP

Alexandra 4 + 1 = -5 VP = 121 VP

Trinity clapped her hands and the platform disappeared. Another clap and the bondage on the other team disappeared too. A third clap and a metal pole sprung out of the ground. A large disk started to spread out at the top and Alexandra noticed what looked like numerous shower heads forming on the underside of the disk. “Now then the next step is the tribal council, where we’ll vote off one member, but first I thought we could all clean up,” She snapped her fingers and the showerheads all turned on, sending a torrent of water onto the ground. Trinity hurried over herself and started washing off the mud, “Come on ladies, join me.”

Alexandra didn’t need any more of an invitation, she crawled over. The water felt so nice, she closed her eyes and just let it cascade down her back. She suddenly felt someone touch her back and she turned to see Jenny standing there, “Can I help wash your hair?” Jenny asked.

“Yes please.” Alexandra said. She closed her eyes as Jenny worked shampoo into her hair. It took a while to get all the mud out, but once she was done Alexandra turned to help Sarah clean Jenny’s hair. She saw the other women all washing themselves and each other. She was a little surprised Eric wasn’t jumping in, she wasn’t gay but even she had to admit this was pretty hot. She looked over at him and saw Beatriz, Kali and Felicia all cuddling against him. He looked like he had his hands full.

Suddenly the shower stopped and the pole disappeared. Then all the water disappeared and Alexandra was dry, clean, and naked. She saw Trinity walking towards her, “Here, sorry about earlier.” Trinity handed her some ballet boots. Alexandra put them on, relieved to be standing again.

“Alright then, it is time for the tribal council. Unlike in the TV show, this time everyone not currently eliminated will vote, but of course the winning team is all immune. Each person will walk up to the ceremonial jar one at a time. Write the person’s name on a piece of paper, explain to the camera why, and then put it in the jar. Let’s begin.”

The lights dimmed and a small fire appeared some distance away. Alexandra could make out the jar Trinity had mentioned. Nobody was going, so she decided to be the first. She wrote her own name down and held it up to the camera nearby, “I’m voting for myself. I want the wish, I really do, but I also know I’ll be ok without it. I’d rather vote for myself than be responsible for getting in someone else's way.” She put the paper in the jar and walked away.

Jenny walked up next. She wrote down her vote and held it up, “I voted for Alexandra. I love her, but if I want Sarah to win, I need to get rid of people ahead of her, right?” She shrugged and put her vote in the jar and rejoined the others.

Ciela had somehow found a pen. She walked up with the pen in her mouth and stared at the paper. She pulled the pen out of her mouth and wrote a name down. She put it in the jar and looked at the camera, “Gotta take down the competition right?”

After all the votes were cast, Trinity walked over and grabbed the pot, “The votes are in,” She opened the jar and pulled out the first vote, “Jenny,” She set it aside and pulled out the next, “Isla,” she kept repeating until all the votes were counted, “Isla, Jenny, Alexandra, Isla, Alexandra, Jenny…2 votes each. Unless this final vote is for Sarah, it all comes down to this…and the final vote is for…” Trinity unfolded the piece of paper, drawing out the final moment even longer, “Isla. Isla, I’m sorry, the tribe is spoken.”

Isla nodded, “The odds weren’t in my favour today, that’s alright. I’ll make my own wish come true.”

“Sure Isla, I’m sure you will,” Trinity’s tone was mocking, but her eyes were sympathetic. Poor girl, it must be hard not being able to convey how you really feel. Alexandra wondered what she really felt right now. Isla had, for better or worse, raised her. She’d also stripped her of magic and placed her in a Harem, but now Trinity was the host eliminating Isla. It was all very strange.

Alexandra was just happy she held on, she turned to Trinity, “I better keep my boots next challenge!”

Trinity laughed, “Well I can only promise you I am not going to take them. Now then as much as Eric enjoys seeing you all naked, why don’t you take 15 minutes to go get dressed? Wear whatever you like, but keep in mind the next challenge is another physically involved one.”

Trinity clapped her hands again and she was once again dressed in a frilly white dress. Alexandra had nothing to go try on, but decided to spend the 15 minutes in her dressing room anyway. Maybe she’d find some better shoes at least.

As the episode credits roll the scenes from the camera play to the side. The contestant votes not shown during the episode are revealed.

Valerie smiled at the camera, “I’m voting for Isla. I hope she isn’t mad, but I don’t like her odds of avoiding an elimination transformation. Maybe it’s selfish, but I don’t want her to change.”

Sarah held up her paper, “Isla”. She said nothing of course, and placed it in the jar.

Yaz was laughing as she wrote a name down. She held it up to the camera, “Hey Isla, it’s milking time!” Yaz giggled at her joke, “But seriously, no hard feelings. This isn’t cause I don’t like you.”

Isla looked deep in thought as she stood in front of the jar. If she didn’t get voted off this time, her choices were pretty much win the wish or get an elimination transformation. The odds weren’t good, but then again, she was a gambler at heart, “Jenny. No offense, you are just in the lead, that’s all.” She put her vote in the jar, and walked away.