The Pool

Heather was enjoying her day at the pool. Now with the power to wish anything to reality at hand, she had no need to appeal to the stupid brats beneath her. She's essentially a god; what's the point of competing now? At this point, she deserves to have whatever she wants, and that is what she is going to achieve.

"I wish I'm the richest girl on the island." She said, and suddenly her bank account had enough to make this competition irrelevant. "I wish I never had to pay for anything." Now she could keep all of that money. "I wish every hot guy was madlessly in love with me."

She noticed Gwen and Lindsay were still kissing the ground before her, and Courtney was still a stool; though Heather wasn't even sitting on her, she was instead laying on a pool chair.

"Your goddess is bored," Heather snapped. "Gwen, Lindsay, dance for me."

"Yes, Mistress." The two chanted confidently; they rose up and began to dance sexily for her.

"I wish Courtney was my personal fan."

Courtney was instantly standing to her right, with a massive leaf she was using to manually cool Heather down. "That's better she breathed. Though I am getting hungry..."

"Hey guys," Bridgette said, from a little ways off in the distance.

"I didn't see you there. I'm heading to the boardwalk if anyone wants to... wait..." She paused and frowned. "What are you all doing?" Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, but before she could say anything more, Heather put her to work.

"I wish Bridgette was my personal feeder. And she's currently feeding my grapes."

"Say ahhh!" Bridgette said, losing any of the suspicions she had before. Heather opened her mouth, and Bridgette fed her grapes.

"Message my back too," Heather said.

"Uh..." Bridgette frowned. "I'm your feeder. I'm not going to give you a back messag-"

"I wish you'd give me back messages and feed me."

"Sure thing!" Bridgette said and began to message Heather's back.

Gwen and Lindsay's dance was good entertainment. But it could be better.

"I wish you were all wearing your bikinis. And Bridgette..." Heather eyed the surfer girl, whose swimsuit was tight but not too sexy, "I wish you were wearing a sexier swimsuit."

Bridgette was suddenly wearing a sexy tight white two-piece swimsuit that revealed some of her cleavages.

And Gwen and Courtney were wearing their bikinis. Lindsay had still been wearing hers.

"That's better..." Heather hummed. It felt good to be god. "Now what to do..." She eyed Gwen's sexy bare hips as they swayed to her dance. The goth's face was blissfully unaware of the defeat she had fallen into before her long-time rival.

She wanted Gwen to see just how much she had lost. But she also wasn't going to let the goth take the rock again.

"I wish Gwen couldn't see the rock." She said, then with a smirk, she added, "And I wish Gwen could go back to normal to see what had happened."

Gwen blinked, then stopped dancing. "I..." She shook her head, and her eyes shot out. "What did you do Heather!?"

"I took control," Heather smirked. "And from now on, I am a goddess, so be sure to watch your tongue. I can wish for anything I want after all."

"Courtney!" Gwen approached the mindless fanning lawyer in training. "Wake up! Heather has a wishing rock and..."

"They can't help you, Gwenie," Heather chuckled, "I'm in control now. Might as well say goodbye to any hopes of winning now."

Gwen ran over to Bridgette and shook her shoulders. "Bridgette! Come on, snap out of it!"

"Snap out of what?" Bridgette tilted her head.

"They're unaware." Heather closed her eyes and leaned back. With the power, she held she wasn't afraid of Gwen anymore. "I have the wishing stone, and you can't see it. Just admit defeat, and MAYBE I'll grant you... one wish... maybe."

Gwen tried to search for the stone, but it was no use. She couldn't see it, despite it being right in her face.

"I want to hear you say it," Heather teased, "Say it. Say I win."

"Not happening."

"Ah well, then I guess you can live knowing I have complete control over your world."

"Bridgette," Gwen said, "Where's the stone?"

"What stone?" Bridgette asked, her eyes moved over to the armrest. "Do you mean that one?"

Gwen smiled. She couldn't see the rock. But she didn't need to.

"What!" Heather bolted her eyes open and leaned up.

She saw Gwen reach for the rock. Heather grabbed it too late, and it slipped from her hand.

"I wish you couldn't see the rock either!" Gwen said, right as Heather tackled her. The two bikini-clad bodies fell onto the floor.

Bridgette gasped, but Lindsay and Courtney continued to do what they were doing with blank looks on their faces.

As they fell, the rock toppled onto the ground, and the two girls rolled apart after their brests had mashed together. They glared at each other then began to frantically search the ground for the rock. They couldn't see it, but they could certainly feel for it.

It was a **** search, both girls knew that whoever found it first would have complete control, and they'd be able to wish for whatever they desired. Heather needed it so that she could become an absolute god above everyone; Gwen needed it to make sure Heather didn't take over the entire island.

At the same time. Cody happened by, looking as depressed as he could be. He had lost the wishing rock... and there was no way of finding it... it's over... now he has to play the game as normal, and probably get voted off because the girls all think he's a perv...

Well, he might be a perv, but that's beside the point. He had the power to wish for anything, and now it's gone. Who knows who has it know?

What he saw surprised him. He walked past the pool, and spotted two fine fat asses pointed into the air. Gwen's and Heather's. Both bikini-clad and both jiggled and shifted as they were searching for something on the ground.

Naturally Cody wanted to get a better view. So he approched them. He spotted Bridgette who was wearing a much more sexy swimsuit, Courtney was using a massive leaf to fan the empty pool chair, and Lindsay was dancing in a very sexy manner, the blond tits clad in a skimpy bikini jiggled about.

Huh, this is weird... almost like...

Almost like a wishing rock was used here.

"Hey Cody," Bridgette said casually.

"What are they doing?" Cody asked.

"Oh, they're looking for that rock." Bridgette pointed to a rock right beside Heather's foot. "I'm not sure why. But Heather's about to find it. For some reason..." She paused as she noticed Cody's hand reach up to grope her tits. He had forgotten he wished that the girls were fine with him groping them; he might as well **** that. "...Gwen doesn't want Heather to get it. And Heather REALLY wants it. I don't know why," Bridgette continued speaking after looking away from his hand that was playing with her boobs like playdough. "Guess Heather will have it soon. It's right next to her. She'll probably find it."

Cody's gaze shifted to Bridgette's cleavage for a moment. "Yeah I'm not letting her get that," He said.

"Hey!" Brigette flicked him atop the head. "Eyes up here, dude."

"Ow," Cody rubbed his temple. Then said, "Bridgette-bot activate,"

Bridgette's back stiffened, and her eyes spaced out. "Sexbot Bridgette is online."

"Good." Cody snickered. "Now time to get my rock back."

"AH-HA!!!!" Heather shouted, she found the rock stood up with a confident smirk. "Game over, Gwen."

"No!" Gwen gasped upon realizing Heather had found it first. She made a mad leap to tackle Heather, or but wasn't fast enough. Her hand was about to make contact with Heather's mouth when the Queen Bee said..

"I wish you'd be back in the cabin and forget about everything regarding the rock."

Just like that, Gwen vanished from sight, the goth's memory completly erased, and the threat to Heather's rule was gone. Now she can become the goddess of this island, hell of the entire world. Everyone who has EVER bothered her will be on their knees beneath her. Of course, it is what she just deserves.

Heather smiled and began to laugh as she turned around to return to her slaves. The first wish she'll make is to have herself be the goddess of this island. She can't wait to watch all of her former contestants bowing before her.

She was taken aback when she noticed Cody sitting on her pool chair. The nerve of that brat, sitting on the still-warm seat of a goddess? Please. Well, at least he didn't get the rock. She'll never let him touch it. She rolled her eyes at the thought of him having this rock. He'd just use it to be a perv.

Heather opened her mouth to wish Cody into being a spec of dust she could blow away, but before she could, he said, "Activate hypnosis mode."

"What?" Heather said. Bridgette grabbed the top of her swimsuit and ripped it down to spring out her modestly sized boobs. Naturally Heather looked towards the surfer girl's tits that were springing out against her chest.

That proved to be a mistake. The moment Heather's eyes made contact with the erect nipples on Bridgette's tits, Heather's eyes spaced out and her lips parted open.

Heather stood in place, slightly hunched as she was completely hypnotized by the erect nipples looking back at her.

Cody snickered and said, "Heather. Give me the stone."

"Yes, master," Heather drooled onto her own boobs and walked over to hand Cody the stone.

"Thanks for giving me back all this power,"

"Of course," Heather drooled, "Master..."

"I wish you'd forget about the wishing stone." Cody said, then gave her ass a slap, "Bridgette, deactivate hypnosis mode."

Bridgette's nipples unhardened, and she jiggled them back into her tight top.

Heather's eyes refocused as she blinked back to life. "Wh..." she blinked again, "What am I doing here?"

"I wish you wouldn't question why you're here."

Instantly Heather shook her head, then glared at him with her hand on her hip. "What do you want, creep?"

"Keep checking me out like that, and I'll have your ass voted out before you even get the chance to keep perving."

Cody laughed at how Heather went from having complete power to being back to her original cocky self. Entirely unaware that he has the power to control everything, a power that she had just possessed.

"Yeah, sorry," He joked and said, "I wish you were wearing a super sexy bikini."

Heather's original bikini was instantly replaced with something a lot more hot.

"I didn't mean to check you out," Cody said, then he stepped forward and grabbed her boobs.

Heather rolled her eyes as she watched Cody grope her and message his hands with her tit, his fingers sunk into her yielding breast flesh. He even slipped his hand beneath her bikini and pinched her nipples while his other hand was between her ass cheeks, giving them a solid fondle.

When he finished, Heather rolled her eyes and stepped back. "Well, I'm not going to stay around here with your creepy eyes wandering." She stepped past him and looked towards the other girls.

"I wish they were all acting normally again, and they wouldn't question why they're here!" Cody said before Heather could realize something was wrong with them.

Courtney, Bridgette, and Lindsay all blinked back to life and began to act like they had all come here on purpose.

Cody's eyes stared at the four sexy women, all wearing bikinis and looking mighty fine with their curvy bodies.

He can have fun with them now...