The Final Transformation Opportunity

After brushing her teeth for half an hour and showering away all the drying jungle juice caking her body, Davina was quiet as she emptied the autocloset, reeling from the shame which finally caught up with her and anticipation that the torture she had been enduring the last month would finally be coming to an end.

Annie appeared on the screen, giving a slow clap.

“Well done, I didn’t know you had it in you. I honestly thought you’d have ducked and ran and I’d have to hunt you down, but to your credit, you stuck it out. Now how do you feel?”

“Unclean. Used. Objectified. Discarded. I finally get it. I know I already said this before, but for the record, I truly am sorry. Sorry for what I did, sorry for hurting you all, sorry that it took all… THIS to finally realise what I’ve done”, explained Davina as she looked for the Full Body Restoration on the treatment menu, finding she had exactly the right number of points for it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Well, it’s been a hell of a ride, but I think it’s time to go back to normal”, Davina said as she placed her glamorous nail-extended finger upon the option, only for the screen to flash with a big red X and the phrase ‘ACTION RESTRICTED’.

She tried again and again, but each attempt came to the same result.

Davina started panicking, worriedly inquiring “Anniiiieeee?! What’s going on?!”.

“Yeah, about that… You see, Clarice still had some points left and used them on an option that lets her stop another person using their points that round. Honestly, there’s nothing I can do about it, the system completely locks me out, soooo… Good luck at the proposals tomorrow!”, Annie cheekily encouraged before her screen went blank and the open-doored autocloset powered down to a deathly stillness.

Davina was hyperventilating, trying desperately to reactivate the machine, crying for Annie to come back, to help.

But the autocloset and her room’s technological marvels worked no more, leaving it an empty, quiet, standard room with garnishing typical for a slut.

Wails of anguish and screams of rage echoed around the room as Davina tore it apart and exhausted herself, finally managing to shatter the vanity mirror before she curled up into a sobbing heap.

A short while later, there came a knocking at the door from Rebecca, Maria and Stacey, inviting her to hang out for the final night, Davina hiding her tears to reply that she’d be down in a minute.

After collecting herself, Davina applied her makeup and got dressed in a random outfit, her style choice being effortlessly glamorous, fashionable and slutty without even trying thanks to her lessons and practice and joined the entire cast downstairs, who showered her with a round of applause as she made her appearance, perforated by wolf whistles because of her sexy look.

Davina’s gang reminisced about all the crazy, sexy times they had had on the island, and gossiped about who they wanted, and thought was going to propose to them, but with Davina’s melancholic behaviour, they grew worried and asked what was wrong.

Davina thought about revealing the truth but decided not to for risk of breaking her friends’ hearts and told the half-truth that it was only because she was nervous about the following day, saying “I wish I could be marrying one of you instead”, and the girls comforted her and reassured her that everything would be alright in a big hug, themselves crying and getting emotional, with even Maria letting out a single tear.

The rest of the night was spent partying like there was no tomorrow, though they were all careful not to drink hangover levels of booze.