The Results Are In!

Erica let out a sigh of relief when she saw the choices for her. Noting too dangerous. In fact that Under Achiever one could help her out a lot. Her growing a fat ass was probably the least welcome, but she could live with it.

No one around the group said anything. They all just watched their options as the votes came pouring in, one option taking the lead over the over, then suddenly fall back down again. Thinking, guessing, fearing what this unseen horde could have planned for them. They could all only guess and wonder who they'd be by the end of the night.

"Ladies and Devil." Skylar came to life and brought her microphone to her lips. She was shaking with excitement, vibrating almost. "The time has come, the moment you've all been waiting for. We've waited, and we've agonized, and now you've made your decisions. Their fates are sealed, so let's get on with it! Ladies prepare to meet the new you!"

She stands before the contestants taking a breath to steady her nerves. She'd be lying if she said this wasn't her favorite part of the job. It was just so naughty, and sometimes Skylar had fun being bad.

"Cleopatra we're starting with you! With traits based on your golden desires, the audience by a large margin chose... I Want It All, and More!" She jumped up and down. "Spicy!" Skylar giggled, giving her fingers a snap.

Cleo arched her back, as she felt something cool run through her back. It... it felt like something had just been unblocked. Like there was a dam in her mind, that was now letting the waters run free. She looked to the other contestants and found herself, surprised. Her thoughts had shifted in such a small way, she didn't know how to reason with it in her mind. She knew that they were all beautiful specimens, but now as she looked at them, she realized that they were beautiful... and she wanted them. It was a simple, but beautiful distinction that made Cleo's mouth water.

"This is going to be very handy." She smiled feeling herself perk up a bit. A huge roadblock had just been removed for her. "Thanks, fans." She gave a cute smile to the camera.

Skylar wiggled her pierced eyebrows. "Oh the best is yet to come, but before we get to that, who's the girl that most catches your eye. Hmm? What sort of lezzy is Cleopatra? You like milfs, redheads, we have the most delectable Asian over here."

Cleo blushes at the straightforward question. "I...I don't know."

"Yes you do. Search your loins Cleo, one of these beauties has got to catch your attention."

Cleo scanned the girls with her now discerning eye. Helen slouched easily in her chair, giving a seductive look, that said 'Oh I don't care, and yes the beauty does come naturally to me.' But her eyes kept roaming and roaming until her mind got lost in a thought.

There she was on her throne, slaves fanning her. Her legs are spread wide, as a head bobs between them, licking and slurping at the folds of her holy pussy. She looks down to pet her pleasuerer, and sees waves of red hair, draped over her legs like a blanket, and that cute freckled face looking up at her with green eyes.

"Boudica." Cleo says dry as a horse, the words did not come out willingly.

"Oh goodness, what will Ceasar think when he hears you have a crush on a celt?" Skylar sniggered. "I don't want to pick on you too much, but it's not every day we get to celebrate someone becoming queer, and it is pride month. "What part do you like the most?"

"Part?" Cleo was confused like she was ordering meat.

"Feet, ass, tits. Which part girl, which part?"

"B-boobs." The uncouth words exited her mouth like a burp.

Skylar smiled and nodded. "Better cover those up Eve." She nodded to Eve's loosely hanging breasts. "We don't want her distracted."

Cleopatra looks away, with a blush over her dark skin. "It... it won't be a problem."

"Thanks for being such a good sport Cleopatra, we hope the fans are as happy as we are! Now let's move on to Helen!"

"The fan-favorite choice for you was... Pathetic Cuck!"

"Ridiculous." Helen huffed. "Your mouth-breathing viewers, can't see that I'm the most beautiful woman here, and now they want me to think that too?"

Skylar's eyes were glimmering. "It would appear so. You don't sound happy."

"I'll never win with a trait like that!" Helen growled.

"Maybe maybe not." Skylar tongued her lip piercing. "Do you not want it?"

Helen shifted in her seat looking, confused. "What do you mean? Can I do that?"

"No." She grinned. "But I can. Each round the producers let me veto two transformations, based on my own judgment. If you don't want to be a deliciously pathetic cuck for the rest of eternity, you just tell me. And I'll pick something different for you."

Helen retreated into herself. "W-was it popular?"

"By far. But a lot can happen between now and your next transformation. The audience might forget about you going against them."

The Princess of Troy straightened up. Seeming to regain a sense of her regal status. Whatever internal battle she was waging, had just been one by one side. "No. We have an agreement, I'll take on whatever they want of me. Give it here."

"Already given." Skylar snapped her fingers.

Helen looked at herself. "I don't feel any different." She cast her eyes to the side and saw Erica, Eve, Olympias... "Oh no..." she gasped in horror. "I'm, I'm never going to win." She fell out of her seat. "This isn't fair! L-look at them, they're so beautiful, so perfect! This is awful!" She saw them all in a new light now, a light which outshone her own by leagues and lumens. It was horror.

"I know baby." Skylar kneeled down to her and petted her curls. "When compared to them you're really nothing special." She kissed her head and sat her up on the throne again.

Helen whimpered in her throne, feeling shell-shocked. How could she have thought she was the most beautiful woman here. Everyone else was just so much... MORE. She was ready, to begin with the sobbing, but jumped when she felt Skylar's hand begin to rub her crotch. She was surprised to find that not only was the touch welcomed, but it was also greeted with a slick reception. "Hmm?"

"But doesn't it feel good to know your place? Rrrrright at the bottom." Skylar was blushing, panting even. "The other women all know you're beneath them, pathetically so. They know the master will only sleep with you out of pity. So none of them would judge you TOO harshly if you started playing with yourself." She leaned forward so only Helen and the cameras could catch the last words. "They know your hand is the only lover you're ever going to have."

Helen whined, her hand shakily moving down to take over for Skylar down there, but she stopped her short just an inch short. "N-no! I won't, I can't." Though she... she kind of wanted to. It wasn't that she was turned on by the other contestants, she felt her thoughts of lowliness providing the heat in her panties. There was something about being beneath them that felt incredibly hot.

Skylar pouted and planted another kiss on her head. "Aww, almost had you. Don't worry Helen, I'll get you there, I promise."

Helen was not the only one heating up. The cameras panned to Cleo who was looking with intense interest. In a snap of her fingers, Skylar had turned the self-assured Helen into a whimpering little... thing. Cleo was fascinated and hungry for more. She straightened up on her throne and looked on hornily as Skylar approached Nzinga.

"My king, you were the fan-favorite for this round. Let's see if that favoritism extended to your traits hmm?"

The king uncrossed her legs and looks over her options for just a moment. There was some hairy stuff in there, but she couldn’t turn back now.

“Bring it on. I’ll take anything that will help me win this!”

"Well by a large margin our audience chose the caretaker path for you, and that's so..." Skylar let out a laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarge yawn. "BORING!" She faced the camera with a grin. "Come on guys, three behavior changes in a row?" A red X appeared on the screen. "That's gonna be a Veto from me. Let's spice this up huh? Your second most popular option was a big fat penis, right between those legs of yours." She wiggled her eyebrows. "I think that would fill those trousers out nicely don't you?"

"Fuck." Nzinga slouched in her chair. She should have known. The hosts hated a girl gaining too much of a lead in the beginning. Growing a dick was certainly going to slow her down.

"But sometimes authors fall in love with their own ideas, and so..."

Nzinga felt something cold and metallic land in her hand. A key.

"Bon Appetite." Not bothering to explain further Skylar marched her butt over to the farthest throne on the left, and beamed at Boudica.

The Redhead crossed her arms. "What are you grinnin' about?"

"Would you believe you had the most popular trait in the entire poll?"

"Oh boy."

"People online say they're tired of bimbos, but the numbers don't lie. #bimboboudica"

Boudica got to her feet. "Listen here you half bald bitch you touch the girls, and I'm smotherin' ya to **** with em!"

Skylar nods. "Well if you're going to do that... they're going to have to be at least as big as pillows!" She snapped her fingers, and Boudica found herself getting pulled forward by a new weight in her chest. In beautiful 4k the audience got to those bad boys grow cup by cup, until each orb was a melon all on its own, kept afloat only by some magical support from her dress.

Cleo leaned forward, her breath now coming out in pants. "Looks at those." She whispered.

For her part, Helen, only looked down at her own chest self-consciously.

"Rrrrrragh!" Boudica screamed taking a swing at Skylar, who just stepped back. The redhead stumbled as her tits shifted, and began to fall forward, but Skylar caught her by the neck of her dress, stopping the collision with her and the Earth.

"Boudica we love your violent outbursts, but we've kind of played them out for the episode, so let's just save that energy for the next ep, eh?" She looked down at Boudica's booty which was sticking out from her dress, due to Boudica's precarious position above the earth. "But while I'm here..." She lifted up Boudica's skirt, to reveal her backside. The camera zoomed in as those globes of flesh begin to balloon outwards, her hips widening to more motherly proportions. When they were nice and bouncy Skylar gave the cheeks a friendly swat to set them in motion. They jiggled like jello, and the camera didn't cut away for as long as they were in motion.

Skylar pulled the redhead back up to her feet, and in the same motion, back down into her chair. She wagged a finger of warning at the Queen, who was somewhat mollified and somewhat fascinated by what must have been five pounds of new assets.

"After the first half, voting got a little tighter. We've got a few ties, a few close calls." Skylar turned to Satan. "What do you think so far?"

He sat in his throne looking between the four who'd already had their go. "Such delights, the audience is being so good to me. Cleo being my partner in helping these prideful women give in to their dark temptations, is wonderful. The beauty-obsessed Helen, suddenly brought low? With a single vote they've destroyed her self-concept utterly. Simply masterful, and of course, my wild little Boudica, setting her on the path to being my most cuddly and tender girl? I'm very much looking forward to seeing that."

"Happy to hear it, sir."

"Though I would like to express one thing before we go forward." He cleared his throat. "I think it would be very wise of you to veto whatever those morons chose for Eve. Bring Lilith here, and we can all have a pleasant little season."

Skylar gulped. "I'll do what I feel is in the best interest of the show."

"Having a host at all, goes a long way towards that."

"Understood." Skylar cleared her throat. "But not undeterred, Olympias you've had a fun poll to watch. Though I must admit I was hoping we'd have two little Olympias running around here, only one person will willing to cut you down to size." She paused, trying to build anticipation. "Everyone else just couldn't get enough and wanted to see _more _of you. Your first transformation is Amazon!"

With that Olympias let out an uncomfortable little grunt, as the changes washed over her. She seemed to be inflating. Everywhere you looked it seemed like her body was moving away from her center. Her arms, her legs, they all lengthened, along wither torso, and body proper. Her pants rode up to her ankles, and her sweater appeared to become half-sleeved, as they were now too small for her, but it wasn't long before ripping fabric began to sing its siren song. Not only was she gaining in height, her mass was increasing as well. Her muscles were pulsing and throbbing, and swelling up to impressive sizes. Her jeans practically disintegrated, bursting into loosely connected threads that hung off of her hips like rags. The sleeves of her sweater were likewise torn asunder as new and improved biceps ripped them open. Beyond these shreds of fabric Olympias' new muscular body was clear to see. She looked as fit as any female boxer, with toned lean muscle making her look like something sculpted.

She grabbed the remains of her jeans, and ripped them off with a single motion, and did the same with her sweater, revealing more of her perfected body much to the delight of the cameras. Her tummy was flat and framed by more toned muscle. She had a smile on her face, clearly not altogether disturbed with what had happened to her. "Now this is a body to be proud of."

(I try not to beat myself up too much about my art. She looks like a vampire, probably going to work on this model some more and replace the image XD)

"Wooooooow." Skylar drooled, stars in her eyes. "You could just pick a lady up, and cradle her in your arms couldn't you?"

"Sure feels like it." Olympias bent forward and started to remove her uggs, and socks. While she hadn't exploded out of them like her pants, they were much too small for her lager man-sized feet now. Like Eve she was naked and seeing as the two women were sitting together, the cameras couldn't help but frame them in the same shot. The mothers seemed to express the perfection of the female body in two different ways now. Eve was the soft curve of motherhood, and Olympias now had the hardened physique of a warrior.

Olympias was running her hands along her body, squeezing, and massaging her muscles. Completely lost in the exploration of her new body. A far cry from Boudica who looked like she was trying to keep her newly fat tits as far away from her as possible.

"Do you like it?" Skylar asked.

"I love it." Olympias flexed. "Though it pains me to say this... thanks for all your votes out there." She runs her hand down her abs. "I haven't felt this good... ever... even when I was in my prime."

"This is your new prime missy. Don't you know that forty is the new 20?" She sighs. "Sadly we can't stare at you all day. Not When Erica is waiting so patiently for her transformation."

Erica straightened up. "By all means, look at her all day."

The host giggled. "Already trying to get out of work huh? You're a natural-born Sloth." Skylar moves to the Hispanic girl. "Yours was one of our ties for the first round. Under Achiever, and I've Been A Bad Girl Daddy, both tied."

"Fabulous. So what's that mean?" Erica was crossing her fingers. Under Achiever would be a game-changer for her, while the loli option was going to be damn annoying.

"That means I choose, and seeing that this season is called Living in Sin, and not Erica is a School Girl Slut, I'm going to err on the side of your sin."

Erica wanted to explode with joy, but kept it clamped down. "Fine, hit me with it."

Skylar giggled nervously. "There's really nothing to hit you with. Just know that from now on in challenges you'll win VP either through winning the challenge or losing. The harder you lose, the better the points will be.But you still get punishments for losing. Not only that but you'll lose points if you ever land in the middle of the pack."

"Sounds good to me. My chances of advancing just doubled." Erica paused, her eyes darting around like she was in thought. "I want to make a deal with you." She leaned into Skylar. "Give me some Bonus points, and I'll take on both changes. That way your whole audience wins."

Skylar's eyebrows animated, with curiosity. "Interesting..." Her eyes were darting now too, playing out all the ways this could go. "A lazy little school girl could be fun. Oh good grief I'm seeing it now, okay deal. Three Bonus Points for the second trait."

"Five." Said Joan, appearing by Erica's side in a flash of light. "Or do you not like good television?" The saint crossed her arms and leaned into Erica's throne. Skylar had almost forgot that the two them were here to win.

"Okay fine. Five Points." Skylar snapped her fingers, and the clock on Erica was turned back. She was only twenty-one to begin with so the change to 18 wasn't as shocking as it could have been, her body was a little smaller, her eyes a little bigger. The whole change seemed more dramatic because her entire outfit had changed to her old High School Uniform. Saint Anthony's with its blue sweater, plaid skirt, knee highs, and sneakers.

"Were you a good student at school?"

Erica nodded, surprised to find her hair was back to the longer shape she'd had in high school. She was also surprised to find she... felt less confident than she had moments before. Skylar seemed to express a new kind of authority she hadn't noticed before, she was an... adult! There were three years of College gone from her life, and suddenly all the maturity, and confidence that came with them. She could still remember her classes, the protests, the sex, but it all seemed theoretical now, like a dream.

"Yes ma'am." Erica squeaked, suddenly feeling shy, and exposed on camera.

"A good girl?"

"Y-yes ma'am."

"Well we're going to give you a second chance." Skylar smiled, and began to pet the long locks of the hispanic girl. "Your new daddy doesn't really care how well you do in school. So you're going to be free to do whatever you want. Slut it up, smoke weed all day, skip class. Be the bad girl you always wanted to be."

Erica just whimpered, her hands wringing the hem of her skirt.

"Oh, fine I'll stop bullying you." Skylar smiled and left Erica to be comforted by Joan, and her 5 bonus points.

As she walked to Diaochan's chair, she noticed an erection tenting Lucifer's pants, and she allowed herself a moment's satisfaction. She was worried that some of these impressive ladies were going to be trouble, but everything was going off wonderfully. Even Lucifer was proving to be easier to control than expected. Skylar supposed that it really did pay to be kind, and to give everyone the respect they deserve!

'No need be best, only good and kind.' She had a pillow embroidered with that phrase, and a picture of a dog doing chemistry back in her room.

"Diaochan, the last of our sins, your time has arrived."

Diaochan nodded. "I humbly submit to whatever choice the audience made for me."

Skylar liked easy, but Diaochan was just too much. "Yeah, okay well we'll see about that. Yours was one of the ties two. It's Better to Receive was going strong for a while, but at the end there, people started to realize they could have their cake and eat it too with Four Beauties. But again, I'm going to Err on the side of your Sin."

Diaochan nodded. “I too would like to take my other option as well.”

Skylar laughed, but there was clear contempt to her usually, bubbly voice. “Let me just make this clear, Erica took a trait that restricts her clothing and made her younger. You want a trait that will give you three extra members on your team, and you want me to pay for it?”

“I’ll happily take it on, without compensation.”

Skylar bit her lip. “No, no, no see this is going to get you all to start thinking that you can haggle with me.” She grabbed Diaochan by the hair and tugged her off her throne and onto the ground. How about I just veto the whole thing? I’ll shave your head and make you a butch little ****, how about that?”

Everyone recoiled. Skylar seemed polite and kind, but it was up to a point. She clearly had her buttons and the rules of the game were one of them.

“My apologies, my apologies, I beg your forgiveness.” Diaochan gasped, not yet inflicted with an appreciation for pain.

“It’s just good television.” Everyone looked over at Lucifer curiously. There was surprise that he would step in at all. “Three more contestants means three more transformations for the audience, and me.”

Many tilted their heads in a strange kind of appreciation, why had he saved Diaochan? Surely not for three more slaves to ****, he had all of hell for that? Was it some small kindness?

Only Olympias saw his true intention. He didn't want Skylar using that last Veto, which he needed to save Eve. Though even this calculated act revealed a weakness to Olympias, who only grew more curious as to what their true relationship could be.

“Saved by the master.” Skylar whispered, and pulled Diaochan back up to her seat. She paused and blushed. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t give you the pain slut trait yet, wow my bad. That would have been a lot more fun for you. Sorry!” She tapped Diaochan on the nose. “Boop. As for the rest.” She snapped her fingers and three pillows appeared around Diaochan’s throne.

Then three lovely Chinese beauties materialized on top of them.

“Ah shit.” The first one said, with a boyish Pixie Cut. “They picked us huh?” Xi Shi.

The next dabbed her eye on her sleeve and sniffled. “This is too horrible of a fate…” Wang Zhaojun.

“Quiet you two.” Said a third, regal as Cleopatra herself. “There’s nothing for it, but to behave with the grace of our titles, and give our full support to Diaochan.” Yang Guifei.

“Thank you, sisters.” Diaochan gave a head nod to the three. "I'm sorry to bring you into this."

The cameras turned to Skylar to ensure she had the full attention of the crowd and not the brand new harem of Chinese beauties. "The rules for these ladies couldn't be simpler. They work for Diaochan and are completely subservient to her. They will compete with her in challenges, and share all her points. If Wang is intimate with Satan and earns a few points, another member of the group will not get points for replicating that same act. Furthermore any upgrades or items Diaochan purchases are not shared with her group, but they can be duplicated at a rate of 1 point per member. And of course." Skylar smiled, and now turned to the harem. "They get the transformations too... Xi! Because that pixie cut is sooooo cute, I'm making you the butch!" She snapped her fingers, and the slight woman gasped as her physique grew more toned, her boyish breasts practically vanishing. Her transformation seemed less impressive thanks to Olympias' just minutes ago, but the beauty was now a toned athlete by anyone's measure.

Then Skylar turned to Wang. "They say your singing was so beautiful geese would forget to flap their wings, and fall out of the sky. How about blows from a whip so sweet they can make a girl cum?" Skylar snapped, and before long Wang's sexuality would be defined by the pain she inflicted on others.

"Finally Yang. You were strangled to ****, that sounds pretty kinky to me. I'll give you the honor of sharing a trait with your Queen Diaochan. I think you and Wang are going to get along famously." She snapped one last time, and a new Machocistic desire soon bloomed within Yang's regal soul.

The room took a moment to observe these new additions, none of them quite sure what it would mean for the dynamic of the game. It was... a development that was for sure. It seemed like a mighty advantage, having four heads on a single team, but maybe it was a vulnerability as well. They'd be getting every transformation from here on out, surely that would cause some kind of problem for them down the line. Wrath wasn't exactly the most stable of sins...

"Just one to go." Skylar stood before Eve, who actually met her eyes this time. "You are perfect of course, Eve. So anything we do to you is strictly a downgrade, but that's part of the game too. Taking fully functional human beings and reducing them to things, I have a feeling you'll be the show's greatest work."

Lucifer crossed his arms and cleared his throat.

Skylar clenched. "Yours was another runaway victory." She looks at the cameras. "You guys actually called our bluff! We figured that Mother of Sin was too obviously crazy for any of you to take seriously. I mean, seven transformations a round, how could she possibly survive by the end of it? How could you possible expect any writer to keep up with all of that?"

"So you're vetoing it," Lucifer commanded.

Skylar smiled. "Well, my own personal tastes lean towards filling those perfect breasts with milk." Her face grew flush. "And feeding from them like, you're my mommy..." She panted and shook her head. "And of course, our master has an opinion on which way we should go."

"Skylar!" Lucifer growled, bolting to his feet. "Don't you dare!"

"But screw it! I'm here to give the fans a show!" She pointed her hand at Eve, and made a little finger gun with it. "Maybe now, you'll be a little nicer to me. Bang."

Tragically only Boudica had gained a physical transformation this round, seeing That Olympias' wasn't from pride. So all we got to see was Eve's already generous proportions inflate even more, once more eclipsing Boudica, with her juicy assets. There was no accounting for the hurricane of changes that were happening within her mind. No wounds for the attraction she found in Olympias' Amazonian physique or Erica's new self-conscious posture. There was no light announcing, how perfect Nzinga seemed to her on second blush. No one could tell that she would howl with pleasure the next time a lover pulled her hair. But all of those were true now, and they were all forcing their way through her mind like a train.

Eve slumped in her chair, brain overloaded with change, needing a moment to update and restart.

With one last Smile, Skylar turns to the Cameras and bows. "That's all for tonight, we've been all kinds of busy! Now just as a reminder, we've got no more official plans in the work, but if you still want to keep up with what's going on behind the scenes be sure to jump online, where we've got a cam for each of our girls. Don't miss a second! Now until next week, I'm Skylar, and I hope you all have fun Living in Sin!"

Okay, that's the end of the first episode. Interludes to follow. I'd love any feedback, thoughts, or speculation on what future drama could unfold.