The Votes Are In

Erica had only thought she’d known the horror waiting for these transformations could bring. This was something new. There were no interviews. Just the eight contestants waiting, and watching the production screen as their little pie graphs warped before their eyes, slices fighting each other for the entire pie. Even info-graphics were not immune to the Darwinian struggle of this game.

Cleopatra was losing her mind, seemingly chasing the orgasm that would quell her lust, but failing to find the one. Instead she shifted through pleasure after pleasure, her conquests were not much better. All three of them whined, and rubbed away at themselves, though their shame meant they tried to do it somewhat stealthily.

Eve was as horny as the rest, but her utter disgust kept her hands out of her charming new bloomers. The desecration of the human body to something as lowly and vile as a demon? Horrid, so horrid even Cleopatra’s trait couldn’t surmount the contempt she felt for this process.

“I think that’s enough.” Skylar said casually, as if she were commenting on the weather. She gave a slight look to the group, malice flashing between her eyeshadow. Then she snapped.

The eight women cried out in pain, the various brands on their body suddenly igniting with light. Helen clutches her thigh, Erica her chest, Elizabeth her stomach. The brands shine through clothing, and look as colorful as skittles.

"That should do it." Skylar says with a nod.

The girls pause... realizing that the pain was only there for a moment. A flash of agony like getting spanked, or stepping on a sticker. Then it was gone.

"That's it?" Helen gasped, feeling relieved.

"Why not?" Skylar looked around the circle, feigning confusion.

"Because a second ago you fucking turned Erica into Snuffleupigus!" Mary cried out in anger.

"Well these things take time." Skylar giggled. "The brand can't just snap their fingers like me and..."

"Fuck yes!" Boudica cried out jumping to her feet. The camera turned towards her, and it was as if a million perverts cried out in anguish. Her tits were gone, her ass were gone, reduced back to the original heft of the meaty woman who'd entered this world over a month ago. "I got me tits back!" She paused and looked around excitedly. "And I can say tits! And..." She pressed her hand to her crotch, then pulled up her skirt, and pulled her panties aside. "And me cunts back to normal too!"

"How can you tell?" Cleopatra whispered to Helen, commenting on the impenetrable forest of hair hiding Boudica's mons.

"That's right." Skylar sighed, tilting her head to the side dramatically. "All my hard work turning you into a bimbo undone. There were a lot of close calls in this vote, but yours was the best of all. A three way tie with 6 billion votes each, Bombshell, Bimbo Backtalk, and The Bimbo Button were all selected, since they were all from the same tree, we decided to make it a package deal for you."

Helen almost chocked on that. 6 Billion votes each? Was she serious? There were that many people watching this show? That was.... she couldn't even fathom.

"Fucking works for me, shit fuck, ass fuck, ragtime gal! Wooohoooo!" Boudica might have had him bimbo traits stripped from her, but she was jumping and giggling like a bimbo... almost uncharacteristically. "This is awesome, thanks perverts. Glad you Geniuses..." Sarcasm on the genius. "...Realized not to hit Quim Quota, or it would have wiped out my reward for this week. This is great." She thought about collapsing back into her chair, but just didn't have the energy for it. Instead she took to doing cart wheels around the circles to try to burn some of her energy off.

"It's not just her." Elizabeth said, flapping the loose fabric of her own dress's top. There was a lot of room up there now, and a bra that had nothing to do. Though as she was doing this, she was looking at Erica dressed unsually in a green and yellow uniform, no spikes, boots, or eyeshadow to be seen.

"Yeah hard not to notice." Erica sighed, shifting around in the new uniform. She held her sensible mary janes out before her. "It feels good to not have shoes that lace up to my knees, but this whole thing makes me nervous."

"As well it should." Olympias said, still the giant we all know and love. "We lose these traits for the moment, but they'll become the core of who we are... I doubt you'll stay this way for long."

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see." Skylar giggled. "Do we all want to know what got hit?"

"Of course." Olympias rolled her eyes.

"Good." Skylar stood up, and clasped her hands together. The production screen flashed to an image of Cleopatra. "For greed, your choice was the most obvious and popular. I want it all was chosen, the audience is quite fond of your corruption fetish, however I chose to Veto this."

Cleopatra cocked an eyebrow.

"As host, it's my job to **** you all yes, but it's also my job too look out for your health and well being. And this is partially my fault, but we'll just add it to the pile of mistakes I've made season. I'm afraid I want it all is not a trait that can be safely removed, or enhanced without serious damage being done to Cleopatra."

Helen supposed that made sense. When Cleopatra and that pirate went up against eachother, what had been the elimination for the corruption path? The girl turned into a puddle of slime...

"As such, I've picked the second most popular choice Devil's Database."

"Heh?" Cleopatra chuckled, and closed her eyes. "I thought I felt a bit dumber... I can't remember anything now."

As Skylar made this speech she gave a quick glance to Olympias. It was nothing, to anyone, to everyone except Olympias. She knew in that moment that she knew exactly what Olympias had been planning, and had cleared the way for her... why? How? Not for the first time today she realized that there were beings above her, and that did not sit well with her pride. She shot to her feet outraged, that someone would show charity to her. To HER! Mother of the world! Mistress of this Harem. "I..."

"No no." Skylar snapped, and wagged her finger at Olympias who fell back into her chair. "You're the winner today. Don't go and spoil it for yourself."

"What was that about?" Elizabeth asked.

"She's just upset I got to keep my favorite trait." Cleopatra chuckled. "Let's being honest, it makes you all a little nervous. Knowing I crave, and pray for your corruption, degradation, perversion. But I agree with Skylar, this is such a part of me now, I just don't know how I'd live without it. Though I will admit I'll miss that little trait. It was just endless masturbation fodder seeing all the things I could do to you girls... alas. It looks like I'm a secretary demon now, whatever that means."

"You'll see." Skylar tilted her head towards Helen. "Yours was easy, Bitch in heat gobbled up just enough points to beat out Pathetic Cuck, and Puppy Dog Eyes."

"That's bad..." Helen said plainly, fiddling with her jacket.

Skylar smiled then looked at Boudica. "We already know, your bimbo traits were spirited away." She then turned to Olympias, letting her pop up on the production screen. "It seems you've solidified your position in the harem, as far as the audience is concerned. "They chose Mistress on Deck, that's going to cement your position as overseer of this harem, congradulations." She paused, as if expecting Olympias to respond. But she couldn't she was frozen in place, eyes boring into the host.

"I think I know what I got." Erica sighed gesturing to her clothing. "Daddy's little girl, right?"

"You got it. No more uniform for you, tragic. Your look was so iconic."

"You can skip me as well." Elizabeth smiled, and groped her smaller chest. "I figured mine."

"Yours actually might not be so obvious." Skylar grinned. "Yours was a tie too, sure you list Big Titty Goth Girlfriend, but you also lost your Day and Night trait. It'll be fun to see how those, mix don't you think?"

Elizabeth stiffened for a second, before a wide smile crossed her face. "No shit... I didn't think I'd ever see the sun again." She held her arms out as if basking in the sun's cold heat. "And do my eyes deceive me, is that melonin in my skin? Hot damn." She smiled again at Skylar. "I'm guessing if we're going to be defined by Night and Day I shouldn't get too used to this, should I?"

Skylar shrugged. "It's out of my hands now."

"Hmm, shame." Elizabeth stared at Skylar. "Look into my eyes... you..."

"Don't be silly." Skylar snapped her fingers, and Elizabeth fell asleep before her hypnotism show could get rolling.

"It's making me nervous that I'm still red and have a tail." Mary gruffed from her seat.

"The audience likes you being a demon Mary... but they love you being a maid."

"No!"

"Yes! Maid to Serve was chosen by a landslide. There's no crawling away from it now."

"Fuck." Mary sunk into her seat. "I'm a fucking murderer! You can't do this to me!" She shot to her feet, and reached into the fire place to pull out a flaming log, only to have it turn into a vibrating wand with flaming decals, branded as 'The Fire Quencher'. She would have gladdly bludgeoned a person to **** with the vibrating club, but she dutifully pressed to her crotch. "Aaaah." She half moaned half screamed.

"Mary sit down!" Olympias commanded, broken from her spell.

"Fuck you! Fuck you!" Mary growled, she was on her knees, the wand had buckled them, but she crawled towards Olympias one hand operating the wand, the other outstretched towards Olympias. "I hate you most of all!" She crawled closer, closer. "I'll kill you!" She seethed. "They can't take my hands away from me."

Olympias rolled her eyes, and in one smooth motion brought her leg up, and down one Mary's head, forcing her face down into the snow. In this position she knelled before Olympias, sobbing miserably into the snow, and then just as miserably she came. Her body shook, and and convulsed under the insistence of her weapon, and true to it's name she seemed to lose her fight after that. Her body simply went limp, prostrating itself before her. The fires of hell within her, quenched.

"Sad." Cleopatra giggled.

"I'm assuming I was a tie too?" Eve asked, eager to get on with this farce. She was once again naked as a jay bird, her prediction had been right. Her clothing hadn't lasted until the end of transformations.

"How did you know?" Skylar was amazed, that Eve could be so in tune with herself. She then caught herself, not wanting to seem too surprised by the contestants. So she shrugged. "Doesn't matter. Yes yours was a tie too, Nifty Fifties and Devourer of Sin tied. Honestly trying to wrap my head around how those two are going to blend."

"So how long is this going to take?" Asked Erica.

"What do you mean?"

She growled in frustration. "This! This transformation, you said it's a process. How long until I'm back in a uniform calling Satan daddy?"

"Oh no no no, the changes have already happened. The process is you discovering them."

"You fucking suck Skylar." Boudica giggled. She then rubbed herself down, still pretty in pink. There was no helping that. "I think we would have discovered if any of us were demons." She looked about the group, just to confirm that no one had sprouted demon wings since she'd done her cartwheels.

"Then I guess you should all be fine then. Boudica do you want to come to my room sometime this week. You're about my size now, and I've got some cute outfits you can try on. I'm not using them at the moment."

"Omg that sounds super fun!" Boudica giggled.

"Ah shit." Erica slid into her chair. Boudica talking like that was all the indication she needed that they were well and truly fucked.

Skylar snickered and checked her contestants, loaded down with changes, and now the absence of some of their key traits. This next week would be a blast! "I think We've all had enough fun for this week. No more changes let's get the popularity poll up on the screen."

Erica (Sloth): 1st Place VP 122 BP 25 (+10)

Boudica (Lust): 4th Place VP 79 BP 8 (+7)

Cleopatra (Avarice): 6th Place. VP 46 BP 6(+6)

Helen (Envy): 4th Place. Vp 79 BP 20 (+5)

Elizabeth Bathory(Gluttony): 8th Place VP 36 BP 7 (+4)

Eve (Mother of Sin): 2nd Place VP 89 BP 6 (+3)

Olympias (Pride): 5th Place VP 56 BP 30 (+2)

Bloody Mary (Wrath): 7th Place VP 37 BP 6 (+1)

"Those top three are stale, and static as can be, bur our losers know how to shake things up huh? Use these points wisely gang! You don't have much left to play with. One more commercial break, and I'll loose you guys back out onto the world. Stay tuned."