The results: the landslides

“Aaaand we’re back!” Chrissi announced to the audience. “Now, let’s finally see the highly anticipated results of this voting!”

“Wait, already?” Ariadne questioned. “But it has barely been a minute, I have just finished reading my changes.”

“Oh, how silly of bimbo-headed me to not explain, it’s a time dilation, dear.” She said, as if it explained everything. Seeing the look of confusion on the rogue and some other contestants, she continued, “Time moves differently here and in other dimensions. That is why it has only been minutes here and over a week for the audience, and why, if we ever drop you back home, it will have felt like no time has passed since you left. It is also why some of you were brought into the show in the morning while others in the evening, but none of that matters right now, let’s get to those results!

“Before we begin, a quick reminder that I as a host hold the right to veto up to two transformations each round, and we seem to have a pretty little set up for that here, as you all will see in a minute.

“Well then let us begin! And nothing more fair than to start with the breakout of the night, Bianca!” The host turned to face the cop and extended her a hand.

“Who? Me? Why?” Said Bianca, flabbergasted.

“Don’t ask me, I only deliver the results of the vote, I have no idea what happens inside the audience’s perfect little heads. But enough about them, let’s talk about you, sweet tooth. Your winner got the most votes for a single option out of all the other girls, with over 60% of the audience absolutely rooting for a single option…”

“Oh God, let’s get this over with.” Bianca closed her eyes shut, tensed her teeth and was trying to stop herself from clutching Sunny’s hand too hard.

“… and it was ‘Bimbo Package’!”

The blonde let out an audible sigh of relief and relaxed her entire posture as she heard the answer from the bimbo.

“Relieved, are we?” Chrissi asked with a smirk.

“Honestly? Yeah.” She answered sincerely. “That’s the only change that didn’t mess with my head or my body, just my wardrobe. I don’t know who this audience is, but thank you, guys.”

Chrissi snapped her fingers and a pink mist started swirling around Bianca’s boots and making its way up her uniformed legs. All the others gave her a wide berth as the blonde was eventually engulfed by the pink cloud. When it dissipated, the woman before them looked like a completely different person . Pink 5 inch heels, long pink dress that covered one leg and showed the other with a tantalizing slit that almost went to her ass, already huge bust emphasized by the tight dress hugging her form in all the right places and sporting a low cut, and finally pink bubble gum lipstick and just a hint of pink eyeliner. Although, Bianca noticed, the transformation was smart enough to only change her clothes and give her makeup, it didn’t clean her skin or give her perfume, so she still gave off the scent of dried sex.

“Oh wow…” Sunny let it slip. Lin’s mouth was agape and everyone else looked impressed. They had seen someone who was confident and well built before, but now they saw a gorgeous and astonishing woman. The newly transformed Bianca looked down at her own curves emphasized by the dress.

“Well, well I was afraid I’d look stupid with something from a change called ‘bimbo’, but I am looking good. I guess that’s a – Wait a second!” She turned to the host. “Isn’t this the same dress you are wearing but pink?”

“One must appreciate one’s own wardrobe before one goes to remake another’s whole wardrobe.”

Susie strolled over to Bianca and hugged her around the waist, surprisingly making sure none of her arms or hands were anywhere inappropriate.

“The most wanted transformation was one of mine! Thank you!”

“You’re welcome, little one.” A surprised Bianca patted her on the head.

After a tight hug, Susie went back to the center of the room, where Chrissi got ready to announce the next transformation.

“Now we go to the second most popular transformation, with only a single vote lower than Bianca’s, but still holding 59% of the votes, we have Sunny with ‘Pleasure in submission!’” The shy girl tensed at the call of her name and the name of her transformation.

“Please, don’t turn me into some brainless servant. Isn’t there anything I can do to change the result?” She pleaded, trying her hardest to look Chrissi in the eye for this.

“I think you may be confusing this transformation with your fetishes, dear.” Chrissi said with a disapproving look. “Though I don’t blame you, the sight of a beautiful woman as your mindless devoted servant is a temptation to resist, I agree.” Sunny lowered her reddening face in shame and a tiny bit of arousal at the recollection of her last couple of days. “No, this transformation simply makes you feel pleasure when you obey someone, but it doesn’t **** your hand in any way. I did promise you something that would make you feel good.”

“Yeah… sorry for jumping to conclusions, it’s just…”

“Not a problem cutie. Here, let me give you a demonstration of just how good you can feel.” Sunny wasn’t looking at her, but she could feel the smile creeping up Chrissi’s face.

“N-No, you really don’t have to –”

“Sunny, cutie,” the girl’s body froze, she knew right then there was no way she could get away from this. The host continued. “Would you kindly… breathe for me?”

Breathe? Of course I can breathe, I am doing it right now. As she engulfed her next breath of air, the shy girl could immediately feel a sense of satisfaction, of a job well done, of pleasure to be of service. A tiny smile crept its way to her face and she brought her eyes up to look at Chrissi and tell her she did it, but the host simply displayed a curious look and cocked an eyebrow. Sunny saw this as an invitation to continue, so she breathed once more. The feeling was amazing, she closed her eyes at the pleasure this was bringing. She started breathing faster and the pleasure began building faster. She ran her hands through her hair, her head was swimming in a cloud of pleasure. She ran her hands on her neck, this was getting hotter. Without thinking, she took away her coat, her jacket, she was running her hands all over herself, the feeling she was getting was so awesome, so good, so hot. She didn’t know what she was doing anymore, her hands felt restless, breathing was pleasure and that was all she knew.

“That’s enough sweetie, you don’t have to breathe because I asked anymore.”

And just like that, the pleasure was gone. It felt like someone eating her out had just suddenly stopped. Sunny opened her eyes, first with a dreamy look of delight, then it quickly turned into a horrified one as she realized one of her hands was lifting her shirt halfway up, with her bra already visible, and the other was deep in her pants. She saw that Lin was also red in the face and looking at her, everyone was staring and the room had fallen into silence. She let out a high pitched squeal, hastily grabbed her coat and threw it over her head.

“And that, ladies and gentleman, is how Sunny’s transformation works. The more orders followed, the higher the pleasure increased.” Chrissi explained, like she was teaching a brand new mathematical formula to a fifth grade class.

Ariadne raised an eyebrow, a plan quickly taking shape in her mind. And when Harley was sure no one was looking, a predatory smile formed on her lips.

Sunny felt a hand on her shoulder. She was sure the gesture was meant to feel reassuring, but all it made her do was hurry back away until she touched the outer glass wall, turn around and stay there, coat over face. Breathing heavily.

“Alright, next up: the celebrity of the season, Harley Quinn!” Chrissi cheered.

The clown princess of crime confidently stepped forward, “Lay it on me Tits, what’s my transformation?”

“With over 47%, the winner of this vote was ‘Like a cat!’” The host said excitedly, and then gestured to Harley. “If you could give us a demonstration.”

“Oh, come on Tits, give me back my lipstick, give me ‘The Red on her lips.’ I can make it worth your while…” The clown winked and stuck out her tongue.

“Oh, sorry honey, that’s not how this game normally works.” The host responded with a mocking tone. “But if you really want to get that transformation, well, I don’t normally say this, but all of the transformations presented today will be available for purchase exclusively for the contestants they were meant for, so I guess you could buy it later if you really want it.

“And since I’m saying this, there will also be a bunch of generic transformations available for you all to buy.” Most contestants reacted with disgust with what was being implied, but Harley just scoffed.

“Humpf, I have never been so mistreated in all my life.” The villainess said, in a playful tone, but with a note of disappointment. “Ok, I guess I can give you your demonstration.” Her tone became more chipper and she immediately turned around, bent over backwards, and planted both her hands and her feet firmly on the ground, making a bridge movement with her torso. Then, she grabbed her own ankles and passed her torso between her own open legs. Once she was almost finished with the movement, once she had most of her lower body aligned with the floor, Harley pushed herself up into the air with the **** of her arms alone, strong enough for her to make a backflip and land with her legs spread out on the ground, on a perfect split. “Ta dá!”

Chrissi and Susie eagerly applauded the demonstration of the anti-hero.

“Thank you! Thank you! I will be here all week, it has been a pleasure!” Harley said as she gave a dramatic bow to the women.

“You will stay for a bit longer than that sweetie. Now, back to your spot.” The host said, still with a smile on her face.

“We’ll see about that.” Harley responded, but her tone exuded playfulness and she obediently returned to her spot with her ass swaying for all to see. Almost like a cat’s.