Take over the island

After no more than a minute of walking, Heather heard a rustling sound from above her, and Izzy jumped down from a tree to land in front of her.

"Ohhh! Izzy likes your shiny dress! But-" Izzy tilted her head. "Where did you get it from?" She started to walk around Heather and poke at her dress.

This annoyed Heather, and she was about to just make Izzy her servent and get it over with when the ginger teen suddenly swiped her rock and lept away.

"You little shit!" Heather exclaimed.

"Hehe. Izzy saw you use this magic rock to turn my friends into minions." She taunted Heather by spinning the rock atop her index finger. "Now I will save the day!"

Heather's eye twitched as she said. "I am your queen."

Right as Izzy heard those words, she lost any traces of her firey self and got onto one knee to bow before Heather.

"Izzy is sorry for stealing from her queen."

"Hmff." Heather crossed her arms. "Give me the stone."

"Yes, my queen." Izzy walked forward and handed Heather the rock.

Right as Heather got it, she said. "I wish Izzy was my pet."

Izzy dropped to all fours and waved her round ass in the air as she approached Heather.

With a smile, Heather ignored Izzy and continued on forward. And her slaves followed.

After a few minutes, Heather stood before the three cabins with a confident look on her elegant face. These three shitholes will be the hub of her empire. Life has screwed her over for so long; this wishing rock was just what she deserved. She'd take what was hers and have zero regrets.

"I wish these cabins were one massive luxurious castle that overlooked the island and belonged to me."

The rock heated up and pulsed outwards with a ripple that engulfed the entire island. And, right as Heather opened her eyes after blinking, she found herself standing in the jaw-dropping open hall of her new castle. Heather swept her gaze over everything that was now hers and let out a satisfied sigh.

"I wish this was my island and that I am sitting on my throne room with my slaves kneeling before me."

Heather was suddenly seated on the most comfortable seat she has her placed her upon. The comforting cushion melded to her weight and nearly sucked her into its relaxing aura.

Before her, down an extravagant set of stairs, were her slaves. Gwen, Zoey, Trent, Eva, Mike, and Dawn. They all kneeled before her presence with their gazes staring down towards the floor.

"Yes. This is nice.. Very nice..." Heather breathed. "But I deserve more, right my slaves?"

"Of course, queen Heather," Gwen said, followed by the other's nodding and vocally expressing their agreement.

Heather couldn't get over how satisfying it was to see the girl who had constantly one-upped her in the past finally submit to her.

"Do you enjoy being my servant?"

"Yes, my queen," Gwen responded submissively.

"It suits you well, right?"

Gwen's face revealed no hint of shame. "Any position below you is suited for me."

"Heh... yeah.... But I need more." Heather held her precious rock. "I wish I had a list of the name of all the contestants..."

With the paper in hand, Heather proceeded to list out the names of every contestant on the island (Everyone she cared enough to mention, that is) wish that they were submissive slaves that would worship her as their queen.

When she finished listing names, she sat back and watched with a smug look as her throne room was filled with every contestant that arrogantly thought they could take the billion from her. Well, now she took their free will from them. It seemed like a fair trade; they all took orders from her now. Their queen, Heather.

She laughed and licked her lips as she looked on at all of her slaves. Bridgette, Duncan, Courtney, Justin Leshawna, Lindsay, Ajehandro, Beth, Geoff, Anne Maria, Jasmine, Sky, Owen, Emma, Noah, Jo, Justin, DJ, Dakoda, Sierra...

Heather got nearly everyone on the list, save for a few she could hardly care enough to mention. She was a queen, one that didn't have time to make sure she had anyone and everyone kissing her feet. With arms wrapped around the back of her head, she leaned back and relaxed as her former contestants kneeled before her.

"Stop with the kneeling!" She called out. "Bow before me."

"Yes, Queen Heather." They all called out. Their obedient voices rang like a chorus in her ears.

Before her, all of her newfound servants began to bow, with their faces literally touching the floor beneath them while their thighs and breasts mashed against the glossy tiled flooring.

"Hahahaha!" Heather laughed as they all bowed. "Worship me, and chant I am you queen."

"We worship Queen Heather!" They chanted in unison, from her rivals, Gween, Courtney, Ajehandro, to the rest like Zoey, Mike, and Lindsey. Every one of them submitted to her as they kissed the floor beneath her. "We worship Queen Heather!"

"Hahahaha!" Heather continued to laugh.

"We worship Queen Heather!"

Her laughter, and the loud chanting from her slaves, masked the sound of the one camper she forgot to mention.

His quick feet suck up on Heather and her throne. While everyone was worshiping her, the one camper she didn't care to even consider stealthily approached Heather from behind her throne. And, while she was laughing from devious joy at seeing her finally achieve what she had always deserved...

Cody snatched the wishing rock from her hand.

Heather blinked in a show of genuine surprise. "What!?" She quickly noticed Cody.

That little bitch!

She opened her mouth to say, "I am your qu-"

"I wish Heather's wishes won't affect me!"

"-een!" Heather finished her sentence. But when Cody didn't instantly submit as everyone else had previously, her jaw dropped.