Walks and Shots

Gravel crunched beneath their feet, and Rusty’s collar softly jingled as Maddy, Yui, and Tori wandered along the winding walking path that led away from the hotel toward a nearby park. A salty breeze drifted off the nearby shoreline, ruffling their hair and clothes as Rusty trotted ahead, tail wagging excitedly at every bird, bush, and squirrel he passed.

Yui casually walked with her hands stuffed in her hoodie pockets, keeping pace just behind Maddy and Tori, who walked side by side. Maddy hummed happily to herself, periodically tugging gently on Rusty’s leash as he threatened to dart off toward anything remotely interesting.

“So,” Tori finally spoke up, glancing sideways at the blue-haired ball of energy bounding next to her. “Why… exactly did you invite me, Maddy?”

Maddy spun around dramatically, walking backward as she waved her hands. “Because, duh! We’re the Official Dan Whitaker Harem™!” she declared proudly. “It only makes sense we get closer. Like sisters!”

Tori blinked. “That’s… unexpectedly wholesome of you.”

Maddy smiled warmly. “Of course!” Then she paused, her grin turning mischievous. “Also, I figured we could swap sex tips. Y’know, to better please our boyfriend~.”

Tori stumbled slightly in her step. Yui outright barked out a laugh.

Maddy rushed on, oblivious or uncaring of Tori’s stunned expression. “I need advice, girlfriend! We might have gobbled his knob a bit but you’re the only one who’s sealed the deal! I mean, come on, you’ve got experience with him. Real experience, Tori!” She clasped her hands together dramatically. “I just want to make my first time perfect!”

Tori groaned and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Maddy…”

Maddy clasped her arm eagerly. “C’mon! Spill the secrets! Favorite positions, maybe some kinky shit… You gotta give me something!”

Tori sighed heavily, shooting a pleading glance toward Yui, who only shrugged. “All you Tori.”

After a beat, Tori shook her head with a faint, knowing smile. “Honestly? It’s… easy to please Dan. Show that you love him and just be yourself.”

Maddy groaned dramatically, throwing her head back. “Ughhh, boring! C’mon, I want the juicy stuff!”

Yui chuckled, watching as Rusty tried to bolt after a stray butterfly. “You expected an instruction manual?”

Maddy gave a sheepish grin as she reined the rambunctious pup in. “Maybe.”

Tori’s faint smile faded slowly as she came to a stop near a bench. Her expression hardened into something far more serious as she tugged slightly on Maddy’s sleeve to halt her as well.

“Actually… there’s something important I’ve been meaning to tell both of you.” Tori’s voice lost all playfulness. “It’s about Dan. And about us.”

Maddy blinked as Yui cocked a brow, clearly intrigued. “Uh… okay?”

Tori exhaled deeply, her arms crossing tightly under her chest as she locked eyes with Maddy first, then Yui. “As much as I appreciate the enthusiasm, we all need to… cool it. All of us. No fooling around with Dan right now.”

Both girls stared at her.

Maddy tilted her head, confused. “What? Why?”

Tori’s voice softened, but the weight of her words hit harder than any playful tease. “Because of Sam. She’s still under the effects of the Sibling Sync Stigma. Anything Dan feels, she feels. Especially…uhm, physical pleasure.”

The air grew heavy between them, and Yui’s eyes widened slightly in realization. “Huh, forgot about that…”

Tori nodded grimly. “Yeah, we did too. She’s already had it rough. If we do anything with Dan right now, we’ll only make it worse for her. She was an absolute mess when I found out.”

Maddy stared at her, stunned silent. The excitable spark in her eyes flickered and dimmed. “But… I’ve… been planning tonight ever since I confessed to him that first night,” the bluenette whispered. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long… being the girl I always wanted to be… with the perfect boyfriend I never thought I’d have.”

Her voice cracked slightly, and she looked down, trying to hold back the sting of disappointment that welled up in her chest. It felt like someone had doused her in ice water. The hopeful excitement she’d carried all morning turned to a sinking heaviness she hadn’t been prepared for.

Tori stepped closer, placing a gentle hand on Maddy’s arm. Her tone softened further. “I know, Maddy. Trust me. I know. But we have to look out for Sam, too. None of us wants to be the reason she spirals even worse than she already has. She’s already at risk of elimination. Just… Just wait until we handle the Stigma, kay?”

Tori stood firm as she met Maddy’s increasingly hurt gaze. The protective wall she’d built around Dan and, by extension, Sam, was unyielding. She had to be. They were family. Her only family. She couldn’t risk seeing what may happen if the youngest Whitaker was eliminated from this demented gameshow.

Maddy had taken this news like a punch to the gut. The subtle quiver in the bluenette's lower lip and the way her shoulders had sagged said it all. Yet, instead of understanding, an ugly feeling began to overtake her heart.

“Wait, huh…You just want to keep him for yourself.” Maddy’s voice was low but bitter, words laced with a sting that surprised even her. “You’ve never really supported this whole harem thing, have you?”

The words cut deep, not because they weren’t partly true, but because they were spoken from frustration, not understanding. Tori clenched her jaw but stayed calm. Her protective instincts warred with guilt and the rational part of her mind that knew Maddy was hurting.

Tori’s tone stayed firm. “This isn’t about me, Maddy. I’m looking out for both of them. Sam and Dan. You know I’d die for those two.”

Maddy pressed further, her frustration boiling over. “Oh, please. Sam’s had that Stigma ever since the last challenge a few days ago. You knew that. You still took Dan out and gave him a ‘happy ending,’ didn’t you?”

That made Tori stumble, a rare crack in her resolve. “W-we didn’t know at the time,” she defended, her cheeks pinkening. “Sam reminded us afterward. You and Yui had your night too, before we knew, so don’t act like this is all on me.”

“Oh, come on!” Maddy snapped, pointing a finger. “You only ‘remembered’ once you got what you wanted. Then what’s the problem now? Sam’s fine. It’s not like we’re hurting her. She’s a big girl.”

Tori’s eyes darkened. “You have no idea how much she’s already been struggling. She’s new to this body, new to emotions, to hormones, to everything.”

“Unlike us?” Maddy sneered.

“Don’t be like that.” The blond retorted. “You know we’re an exception.”

The air turned heavy between them. From her spot a little ways back, Yui sat on a bench with Rusty sitting at her feet. She clicked her tongue softly, shaking her head as she watched the verbal back-and-forth.

‘Typical,’ Yui thought, folding her arms. ‘Tori’s protective to a fault. Maddy’s too young and impulsive to see that.’

Though she kept her usual calm, her mind worked through both sides of the issue. ‘Tori’s protective instincts are overwhelming, but they come from love. I don’t believe for a second she’s using the Stigma as an excuse to lock Dan down.’ Yui sighed internally. ‘Still… telling us to back off could mess with the others, too. Some of the other girls who are in the red need the affection for points. But… no, this isn’t about rankings. Tori may be in first, but she wouldn’t sabotage anyone’s chance. This is love, not strategy.’

Yui finally pushed off the bench and casually strolled toward them. “Alright, ladies,” She called out, stepping between them. “We get it. Cat fight's over. But you’re both ignoring the one thing that actually matters.”

Tori and Maddy both turned toward her, tense and expectant.

“What do Dan and Sam want?” Yui tilted her head lazily. “Their say matters more than ours. You’re arguing over what you want, not what they want. Until they tell us how they feel about this… none of this means anything.”

The silence stretched. Maddy’s shoulders slumped. The words hit her harder than she expected. Not because Yui hadn’t backed her, but because she knew Yui was right deep down.

Tori, too, relaxed her stiff posture and nodded slowly. “You’re right. As always.”

Yui shrugged, rocking back on her heels. “Not always. Just supporting logic here.”

Tori gave a **** smile, but her voice grew serious again as she turned back to Maddy. “Even if you tried to pull him into bed tonight, I doubt Dan would go along with it. Not if he feels the same way I do about Sam’s situation.”

Maddy clenched her fists at her sides, swallowing hard. The bitterness and disappointment welled up again. Her plans, her hopes for tonight, everything she’d built up in her mind since arriving… slipping through her fingers.

“…I want to hear that from him,” Maddy muttered, blinking back frustrated tears. With that, Maddy pushed the leash into Yui’s free hand and stormed down the path back toward the hotel, her figure growing smaller with each determined step.

Rusty whined and tried to follow, but Yui gave a soft tug to keep him steady. The duo stood watching until she disappeared down the winding path.

“Thanks,” Tori murmured at last. “I needed that backup.”

Yui shrugged, brushing some hair out of her face. “I wasn’t backing you. I was backing logic. This isn’t about us.”

‘That’s so you.’ Tori chuckled softly despite herself. “Fair.”

Rusty barked suddenly, breaking the heavy mood. Both girls turned back toward reality as he tugged impatiently at the leash, eager to move again.

Yui chuckled. “Guess he’s had enough drama for one walk.”

Tori snorted. “Same.”

Yui gave the leash a gentle tug and motioned toward the hotel. “C’mon. We’ve got time. We could go watch the BP Event. I wouldn’t mind seeing Dan get dunked in whatever madness Vanessa dreamed up.”

Tori chuckled despite herself. “Yeah… let’s.”

**********

“Welcome back from our break, my darlings!” Vanessa called out, striking a pose as the invisible cameras resumed their filming. “It’s time for Round Two! In this match-up, we’ve got Team One: Dan and Gabby versus Team Three: Chloe and Natalia! Who will win, who will lose, and more importantly, what transformations will they get along the way? Let’s find out!”

Dan and Gabby stood on one end of the table, both a little more stiff than before. Gabby fidgeted with her far too scandalous BDSM outfit, both pairs of cheeks still glowing red from the first round. Meanwhile, Dan stood tall in his Chippendales-esque attire, expression calm but clearly worn from recent events. It wasn’t every day that his brother-turned-sister boldly claimed to the universe that she’d want to lick the oil right off his abs. Some things he’d wish he could unhear.

Across from them were Chloe and Natalia, now officially stepping onto the field. Chloe cracked her knuckles, flashing a cocky smirk that barely masked her nerves. As confident as she was in her beer pong skills from her partying days, it had been some time since then. On the other hand, Natalia stood rigid beside her, scanning the setup in the hopes that the silly game would be as easy as she had imagined it would be.

Taking their place off to the side in the spectator area, Sam had all but buried herself beneath her large cowboy hat, mumbling quietly about crawling into holes. Kaylee sat beside her, legs crossed as modestly as her scandalously short skirt would allow, her expression tight as she tugged the hem of her pleats with visible frustration.

“Indecent…” Kaylee muttered under her breath.

Blissfully ignorant of their plights, Vanessa pointed dramatically toward Natalia. “How about we kick things off with our favorite secretary herself. Natalia, step on up!”

Natalia stepped up to the table stiffly. “This is ridiculous,” she mumbled, gripping the ball. She squinted at the layout, then overthrew the ball entirely. It soared over the table and bounced sadly onto the grass.

Chloe let out a snort. “Wow. Ya know the cups are on the table, right?”

Natalia's emerald eyes narrowed, ears reddening slightly. “I miscalculated the weight.”

The tomboy smirked. “No shit, really?”

Natalia shot her partner a sharp glare, but before the secretary could snipe back at her, Chloe’s eyes shifted to the board and the magical cups. An unspoken realization hit her: the longer they played, the higher the chances were that she would be transformed.

Chloe cleared her throat and clapped her hands. “You know what? It’s fine. Really. Happens to everyone their first time.”

Natalia’s eyebrow quirked. “What… is this? Support?”

Chloe's eyes glanced at the professor-turned-schoolgirl and coed-cowgirl. “I’m trying not to get turned into a bimbo librarian or a skanky nurse, so yes. Now, listen up.”

While the former party girl broke down the game's essentials for her wayward partner, back on Team One’s side, Dan stepped forward. He gripped the ball and prepared to toss only for the now-familiar sensation to seize him like a sudden cramp.

He grumbled. “Really? I still need a kiss?”

“Mmmhm~” Vanessa crooned. “As a reminder, yes, all prior transformations are still active. Whether it’s kisses or spankin’s… Everything stays in play until the end of the tournament!”

Gabby squeaked as she imagined just how many more spankings her Papi would give her. ‘I don't think mi culo can take much more…’

Dan sighed heavily, eyes scanning the field. Gabby wasn’t an option, as she was the most recent girl to give him a kiss, and he certainly wasn’t going to ask his sister. Honestly, for his own sanity, he planned on keeping his sibling far, far from his mind. He could mess with his opponents, but instead, he locked eyes with the one person on the current set that seemed to be perfectly fine with completing the deed.

Kaylee raised a brow, sensing his approach before he even took the first step. A not-so-small part of her heart fluttered as she watched her well-oiled and muscular former student jog over her way.

“Hey,” he said, a little sheepish. “Can I get another kiss?”

Without missing a beat, Kaylee leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, whispering as she pulled away, “Win quickly so I can go change out of this ridiculous outfit.”

“You got it.” Dan grinned before returning to the table. He steadied himself as he exhaled and tossed.

Team One: +100 BP

While the glowing text shimmered above the cup, Dan exhaled in relief. ‘A clean start.’

Gabby clapped shyly beside him, while he could also hear Kaylee’s soft cheer from the spectators' area.

Chloe cracked her neck and stepped up to the table with casual confidence. “Alright, Tits McGee, lemme show you how this is actually done.”

She palmed the ball once, twice, lined up her shot, and with a flick of the wrist… Plink!

Team Three: +100 BP

“Boom,” Chloe said simply, flashing a smug grin.

Vanessa clapped with mock delight. “And that’s our favorite tomboy puttin’ her team on the board!”

Chloe reached for a new ball and toyed with it in her fingers, giving Natalia a look. “Your turn. Listen to what I said and try not to throw it into orbit this time.”

Natalia rolled her eyes but remained silent.

Back on Team One’s side, Gabby stepped forward. Without a word, she turned around and bent slightly over the table, glancing over her shoulder at Dan.

He blinked, at first taken off guard by Gabbys glorious ass. “Oh. Right.”

Unfortunately, both gorgeous cheeks had already been smacked by this point, leaving him little choice on whether he’d have to spank the already red ass. Before he could get too distracted by his companions bubble butt, Dan prepared his hand and gave Gabby a proper smack.

“Mm~!” As before, the Latina felt a tingle up her spine, less muted due to the already tender flesh being subjected to another sudden impact. She doubted she could even attempt to hide her moans if this went on for any longer.

“Ow…” Straightening up, Gabby first palmed her stinging behind before lobbing her ball toward the set of nine cups. Plink!

Transformation for Chloe: Cheerleader

Chloe froze. “Oh fuck off.”

Vanessa gasped with delight. “Oooh! Time for our first transformation of Round Two!”

A swirl of sparkly pink energy burst around Chloe, quickly swapping her sporty outfit with something much more fitting of her new Transformation. Instead of an oversized t-shirt and shorts, she was now clad in a tight, peppy cheerleader uniform. Not only was it bubblegum pink with blue and white trim, but its halter-style top was low-cut and form-fitting, highlighting her toned abs and a generous amount of cleavage. A pleated micro skirt hugged her hips, leaving her thong clad ass hanging out for all to see. Lastly, knee-high socks and a scrunchie completed the peppy ensemble. She was even given two pom-poms to cap it all off.

Vanessa, practically bouncing in place, called out gleefully, “Come on, Chloe! Gimme a little cheer!”

Without breaking her deadpan stare, Chloe slowly raised both hands, then extended her middle fingers high into the air. “One, two, fuck you.”

Vanessa cackled. “Ten outta ten~!”

Dan couldn’t help himself. “Y’know, Stewart, you pull that look off way better than you did your old football jersey.”

Chloe’s eye twitched. Without missing a beat, she flung both pom-poms at him. Dan ducked as the sparkly missiles flew harmlessly past.

From the sidelines, Kaylee muttered under her breath, recalling the relatively modest outfit her ex-wife wore in her cheerleading days. “Is this really what cheerleaders wear these days?”

Sam, still hiding beneath her hat, muttered back, “I wish…”

Natalia stepped forward for her next attempt, clearly trying to tune out the chaos.

“Focus. Aim. Follow-through…” she muttered.

The ball left her hand in a straight shot but veered just slightly to the left, grazing the side of the front cup and bouncing off the table. “Tch.”

Chloe groaned and launched back into coach mode. “Okay, first of all, you’re holding the ball like it’s a javelin. Second, you need to arc it with a light wrist flick and-”

While the cheerleader droned on about admittedly helpful tips, Natalia’s eyes drifted from Chloe’s face. Her gaze lingered on the firm definition of the girl’s exposed abs. The way her top strained from her surprisingly large breasts. The way her legs, long and toned, flexed under the skirt when she shifted her weight.

Objectively, Chloe’s body matched the type Natalia was into. Well… Maybe not as much as Tori’s did, but there was no doubt her current partner was very, very attractive. But personality-wise? In her opinion… Tolerable, at best.

Natalia sighed to herself. ‘Why couldn’t Tori be my partner…’

“Oi, are you even listening?” Chloe snapped.

“Sure, sure,” Natalia replied, adjusting her stance again to practice with another ball before her next turn.

At the far end of the table, Dan took a calming breath and adjusted his grip on the ping pong ball. Gabby, ever supportive, rose onto her tippy-toes, planting a soft kiss on his cheek to fulfill the compulsion. He barely registered it. His mind was elsewhere.

Specifically, it was on the toned midriff of the tomboy across the table. ‘God, she’s hot.’

It was no hidden secret that Dan had several types, one of them being a thing for fit, athletic, and sexy girls. Nearly every contestant thrown at him checked at least two of those boxes, but other than Tori, no one checked all of them. That is, except for the former high school football star Chloe. And ever since the two began to mend their relationship, it was growing increasingly hard to ignore just how attracted he was to the tomboy.

‘Fuck me…’ Dan swallowed hard and tried to clear his head. Unfortunately, instead, a sudden pulse reverberated from the somewhat hidden engorged mass beneath his leather pants.

Across the field, under her oversized hat, Sam let out a muffled squeak and grabbed her face.

Kaylee glanced over. “You alright?”

Sam just groaned, burying herself deeper into the lounge chair. “Nooooope.”

Unfortunately for Dan, his attempt to focus on anything other than grating cheese on Chloe’s abs failed spectacularly, causing him to miss his throw badly. The ball bounced off the rim and rolled onto the grass.

Chloe immediately pointed and laughed. “The hell was that, Whitaker?”

Dan opened his mouth to retort, but stopped. He had no defense. Not when the reason was that he was checking out his former adversary.

“Whatever, just watch.” The tomboy added with a smug grin. She then stepped up, spun the ball once in her palm for flair, and tossed with practiced ease.

Transformation for Dan: Idle Hands - When not actively doing anything, Dan's hands will actively seek to grope the girl closest to him.

Dan’s eyes bulged. “Wait, what?!”

And then his hands moved. Before he could react, they slid behind him and firmly grabbed two generous handfuls of Gabby’s leather-clad ass.

“Eeep!” Gabby squeaked as he pulled her in, her rosy face mashed up against his abs as his palms cupped her squeezable derriere with surprising pleasurable pressure. “P-Papi!?”

Dan’s soul left his body. “I-I’m sorry, Gabby! I can’t…they’re not listening to me!”

“I-It’s okay!” Gabby squeaked, voice strangled as her blush exploded across her cheeks. 'I-It’s just the magic! Totally the magic!'

But deep in her mind… it wasn’t entirely unwelcome. Gabby was overwhelmed, yes… But the strong arms around her, the warmth of Dan’s broad and chisled chest, the way his fingers kneaded her ass… The neurons in her brain were firing off as they conjured more and more fantasies. Very confusing fantasies for someone who had firmly believed she was only into women her whole life.

Vanessa, watching this play out with visible amusement, cupped her hands around her mouth. “Gabby~ it’s your turn, sweetheart!”

As Gabby’s mind returned to reality, the Latina’s whole body was flushed. “R-Right. Uhm, P-Papi…?”

Still stunned, Dan let his hands slide away as Gabby bent forward into her now routine position, presenting herself over the edge of the table.

“Right, spanking…” Dan’s hand twitched before he slapped her ass again, this time firmer than he intended as he let his hands linger there.

Gabby let out a trembling squeak, shivering from head to toe. Like an acquired taste, she didn’t mind how the sting felt. She knew it came from a place of love, after all. Unfortunately, her luck, boosted by mortification, had to end eventually, and she missed her throw. Without a word, she stepped back into Dan’s orbit, and his hands found her again.

Natalia stepped up again, eyes narrowed in irritation. She lined up her shot and let it fly. The ball struck the edge of a cup, wobbled… and bounced off.

“God damn it,” she muttered, clearly frustrated.

Chloe crossed her arms. “Hey, relax. You’re getting closer. You’re like… one failed throw away from not sucking.”

Natalia gave her a sidelong look. “Such heartfelt encouragement.”

Dan exhaled as his turn came up, gently peeling his hands off of Gabby’s booty. She shivered a bit as they left her, and he gave her a quick nod of appreciation before focusing again.

‘Kiss time.’ He glanced toward Kaylee. She was already raising a brow as if to say, ‘Again?’ But before he could even open his mouth, he noticed Chloe, standing there, smug from her recent hits and his team's lack thereof. An idea clicked into place.

“Actually…” Dan said slowly, eyes locked onto her. “Hey, Stewart. Be a dear and come give me that kiss.”

The grin on Chloe’s face dropped. “Fucker, again?!”

“Rules are rules.” He shot her a smirk that she absolutely hated. A devilish one that made her feel… things.

Chloe's face flushed red, her fists clenched at her sides. “You’re doing this to mess with me.”

Dan grinned. “Yup.”

She stomped her way over, fists clenched, face matching the pink of her skimpy outfit. She leaned in, clearly aiming for a quick, begrudging kiss to the cheek… Only for Dan to turn his head at the last second.

Their lips met.

Chloe’s eyes widened in shock as she jerked back instantly. “You-!”

“Thanks, babe,” Dan winked, breezily tossing the ball one-handed. It landed perfectly.

Team One: +200 BP

“I guess having my own personal cheerlea- Oof!” Chloe’s fist drove into his gut before he could even gloat. Dan doubled over slightly with a cough, one arm hugging his ribs. “Ugh… yeah, okay, I deserved that.”

Chloe turned on her heel, stomping back toward her side with a red face and an audible grumble. “Try that again and I’ll make sure the Whitakers end with you, jackass.”

Still hunched, Dan laughed through the pain. “Worth it.”

“P-Papi?!” Gabby quickly fussed over Dan for a moment before his hands inevitably gravitated right back to her waist, pulling her close. As his hands returned to toying with her ass like pastry dough, Gabby mumbled into his chest, “You really can’t help it, huh?”

“Nope…” He sighed. “You’re really soft, though.”

Chloe, fuming and flustered, stepped up to the table for her next throw, only to completely whiff it, the ball sailing too wide. “Ugh! Damn it!”

Dan just wryly smiled across the table. “Hey, I’d call that even.”

“Uhm, Papi…” From within his hold, Gabby began to slip free for her turn to throw again. Dan’s magnetically drawn hands got the memo and let her assume the position that he would secretly, or openly, never get tired of seeing.

She turned around, bent over the table for the now-routine spanking, and let out a tiny yelp as Dan delivered it. He murmured a soft “sorry” while she lined up her shot, his hands already returning to their position as if to soothe the tender flesh.

The ball arced high and right into a center cup.

Transformation for Natalia: Maid Bikini

“A what?” Natalia questioned with a tilt of her head.

In an instant, Natalia’s professional blouse and slacks vanished in a swirl of magic, replaced with something far more… scandalous. Her hefty breasts were contained in a black-and-white ensemble with frilly accents, while a decorative collar and bowtie adorned her neck. A frilly miniskirt failed to cover much of her generous hips, the micro-apron purely decorative. Thigh-high stockings clung to her plump legs, and her stiletto heels clicked on the stage floor as she shifted weight. A lacy maid’s headdress rested neatly atop her crimson-red hair, pulled back into a ponytail.

Vanessa hooted from the sidelines. “Well, butter my biscuits… Our lovely secretary’s ready to clean house!”

Dan's mouth hung open as he tried not to ogle his curvaceous secretary. Both Gabby and Sam could tell that he was doing an abysmally poor job of it, both physically and mentally.

Chloe blinked hard, then pointed. “Hah! You got a bachelor's party to go to?!”

Natalia turned toward her with an amused smirk. Instead of hiding herself or showing embarrassment, she adjusted her top and posed with a hand on her hip. “You wish you could pull this off. Honestly, it’s rather cute.”

“Fuck that, you wouldn’t catch me dead in that!” Chloe scoffed at the idea. “And cute? You sure you were a guy?”

“So brutish…” Natalia sashayed forward, her hips swaying confidently as she picked up her ball. The heels clicked lightly against the floor, and even Vanessa muttered “slay” under her breath.

Natalia lined up her shot with poise and took her shot.

Team Three: +200 BP

“Hell yeah! You did it!” Chloe immediately tackled her from the side in celebration, pulling Natalia in for a surprise hug that smushed their scantily clad bodies together. This was the type of appreciation Natalia could get behind. ‘If only there were something I could do about who it was appreciating me…’

On the other side of the coin, this was a welcome sight to Dan, whose imagination on what it would be like to be in the middle of that continued to short-circuit his higher brain function. His fingers dug harder into his personal Latina, who squeaked in response. Gabby elbowed him gently in the ribs, shooting him a pointed look.

His only response was a half-hearted nod and a whispered, “Sorry, sorry. It’s uh, my turn right? So…”

Gabby offered him a soft smile and leaned up for another pre-throw kiss on the cheek. The brief moment of contact had grown increasingly natural between them. Having never kissed anyone before, other than family, she was becoming quite accustomed to the act.

With it complete, Dan stepped forward, focused up, and released his shot.

Team One: +300 BP

Chloe rolled her shoulders and squared up. “Alright, Chloe. We need to even things out.”

She released a smooth shot that swirled in the air before dropping into a cup with a satisfying plop.

Transformation for Gabriella: Good Vibrations - Whenever Gabby lands a shot or is given praise, she will receive intimate pleasure.

Gabby’s entire body tensed up as the color rushed to her cheeks, ears, and neck in a cascading bloom of crimson. “W-W-What!?”

Dan’s eyes went wide as he looked at Vanessa in alarm. “Wait, what kind of pleasure are we talking about here!?”

Vanessa just gave a coy wink from her podium. “Oh, sugar. Let’s just say it’s a... motivational enhancement.”

“Lemme test this,” Chloe smirked and looked square into Gabby’s eyes. “Let’s go Shortstack! You’re killing it out there, babe!”

Gabby gasped sharply and immediately clamped her thighs together, curling forward as a high-pitched whimper escaped her lips.

“Goodness gracious.” Kaylee sighed.

Dan paled. “Oh no.”

Gabby, now quivering and somehow still glowing red, slowly lifted her head. “Dan…” she said with a brave little stammer. “I know what you’re about to say. Please… don’t hold back.”

He blinked. “What?”

She swallowed hard, looked away shyly, and said again with trembling conviction, “Praising others is part of you. Please don’t hold it back for just me. I-I want to earn it. I can take it.”

Her eyes flicked up to him. Wide. Trusting. Slightly terrified but absolutely sincere.

Dan stared at her for a beat, conflicted between wanting to shield her from the world and wanting to support her incredible growth.

“…Okay,” he said gently. “I believe in you.”

Gabby flinched again and leaned over to grip the table edge with trembling fingers, barely suppressing another reaction. It didn’t end there, as her position coincided with the fact that it was her turn again, meaning Dan had to follow through with his part of the deal. His hand swatted through the air and impacted her ass, eliciting ripples through her flesh and nerves.

She took a breath, focused, and threw the ball. Clink. Bounce. Miss. Gabby visibly wilted.

Dan instinctively moved to reassure her. “Hey, it’s okay! That last one almost made it. You’re doing amazing, Gab-”

He didn’t get to finish the sentence before Gabby clenched her fists and let out another quiet moan as her knees buckled slightly, causing her to fall right into his embrace.

“Oh crap. Sorry!” Dan winced as his hands resumed wandering her pliant body.

Gabby, red as a cherry, quickly waved her hand. “I-it’s okay! I’m fine, really!” she insisted, standing stiffly within his arms with every muscle in her body tense.

'Ay Dios Mio… At this rate, I’m gonna develop a praise kink…' she thought, panic fluttering in her chest even as a part of her buzzed with something dangerously close to enjoyment. ‘Or maybe I already have one…’

Natalia, meanwhile, was clearly less invested in the lewd chaos around her. She tossed her shot with better form this time, but it still clanged off the rim. She just sighed and shook her head. “Hate this game.”

While Natalia lamented her poor aim, Dan jogged to the spectator area, this time choosing Kaylee for his required kiss. The mature professor leaned forward, placing a careful kiss on his cheek. From under her cowboy hat, Sam noted how Kaylee’s kisses were growing closer and closer to her brother's lips.

“This game is downright sinful,” Kaylee murmured, ignoring the fluttering in her gut from having to kiss such an attractive specimen so many times. “Was the last BP Event this lewd?”

Dan laughed breathlessly. “Not even close.”

With his ritual complete, Dan jogged back to his spot, focused up, and took the shot. It soared... and missed.

From the side, Chloe cackled. “Aw, what’s wrong, Whitaker? Your MILF not give you any luck?”

Then, with smug precision, she flicked her wrist and sent her ping pong ball sailing into the center cup like it was nothing.

Team Three: +300 BP

“Boom bitch! No luck required here!” Chloe declared, flexing a toned arm in an exaggerated pose.

Dan rolled his eyes, but even he couldn't help but smirk at her confidence. Plus, he both hated and loved how hot she was when she did that.

Utilizing her mortification luck-boost, Gabby quickly fired back with another toss, after another spine-tingling spank, of course. Gabby’s throw hit home with a satisfying plunk, sending ripples through the enchanted drink as the magical screen flashed up with text.

Dan whooped and clapped. “Yes! That’s my girl!”

Gabby shuddered, her eyes fluttering half-closed as a sudden jolt of pleasure pulsed through her. Her cheeks burned as her knees knocked inward, the full-body sensation nearly buckling her where she stood.

'Yep... It's official… praise kink unlocked…' she admitted silently, biting her lip.

While Gabby dealt with her revelation, everyone else's eyes were fixed on the magical text that would denote the subsequent transformation to be revealed.

Transformation for Chloe: Pep in her Step - When performing any physical action, Chloe must put her all into being as sexy as can be for her boytoy (Dan)

“What the hell does that mean?!” Chloe barked, slamming a hand onto the table. By doing so, she was unknowingly leaning forward onto the table with one hand while the other rested on her hip. Her large breasts swung forward, leaving her top hanging open to reveal the deep valley of her cleavage, giving Dan a dangerously enticing view.

Dan blinked dumbly and audibly swallowed. Vanessa let out a loud whistle. “Mmm-mm! Looks like the show’s just gettin’ started!”

Realizing something was off, Chloe stood upright with a huff, but crossed her arms under her chest, unintentionally propping up her tits causing them to nearly spill out of her top.

Dan turned his head and coughed awkwardly. “W-well, uh… the transformation seems to be working as intended.”

Chloe growled under her breath as she shifted her hips to the side. “I hate this game.”

Natalia shook her head. “This whole show is depraved,” she muttered, just before she calmly flicked her ball and nailed a shot near the back. But with that came another transformation for Dan.

Transformation for Dan: Musky - Dan will now produce a tantalizing pheromone, enticing anyone regardless of sexual interest.

The moment the words lit up the air, the atmosphere in the room changed.

A heat swept over the girls like a rising tide. Kaylee’s breath hitched as she visibly straightened up in her lounge chair, fanning herself as if the stage had gotten ten degrees warmer. Sam tugged her cowboy hat down to cover her entire face, letting out a moan as she pressed her thighs together and hid how her hands traveled down to her groin. Chloe’s teasing grin faltered for a beat as her pupils dilated slightly and she began to bite her lips. Even Natalia, who had previously seemed immune to his charms, visibly stiffened and adjusted the top of her bikini, which barely hid the rising peaks beneath the thin cloth.

“Ugh… what the hell…” she mumbled, licking her lips despite herself. “That’s just not fair…”

But it was Gabby who was hit the hardest. She was already nestled close to Dan with his large hands absently kneading her curves, his scent wrapped around her like a weighted blanket soaked in pheromonal bliss.

She let out a shaky whimper, eyes fluttering half-closed as she nuzzled closer into his chest, taking deep, audible sniffs like a woman possessed. “Mmm… Papi… soo goood…”

Both Dan and his dick stiffened.. “O-Okay, um, ladies, let’s keep it together,” he said, voice pitched higher than usual as his eyes darted around the room full of flushed and fidgeting women. “We still have a game to play, alright?! I-I think it’s my turn, right?”

“Mmhmm~” Gabby purred, rising onto her toes without hesitation and planting a firm, needy kiss on the edge of his jaw. Her lips lingered for a few seconds longer than necessary, her hands dragging slightly down his abs as she pulled away with a shiver.

Swallowing hard, Dan turned, aimed, and fired toward one of the last four cups left for his team to claim.

Team One: +400 BP

Vanessa whistled loudly and grinned. “Golly gee, these pheromones sure are somethin’. How y’all holdin’ up, sugar?”

Dan jumped as he felt something wet touch his stomach. Looking down, he could see Gabby absent-mindedly kissing his torso more sensually than anything he’d have expected from his introverted subordinate. With copious amounts of tongue involved. “Uhm… We’ll see if I survive the round.”

Chloe stepped up with a huff, attempting to push through her own fluster, but her body betrayed her. Her hips unconsciously swayed, her step turned into a sensual skip, and as she wound back for the toss, her breasts bounced enticingly beneath the thin cheerleader halter. Her shot missed by a hair, and she cursed under her breath as she caught herself locking her gaze on Dan to gauge his reaction, and only his.

Gabby was next. She whimpered softly as she peeled herself off Dan’s body for her turn, her cheeks flushed from more than just embarrassment now. She bent over the table with practiced precision, offering herself for her pre-throw spanking. Dan’s hand connected, lingering just long enough to draw out another breathy gasp from her. Her throw bounced off the rim and into the void, but before the ball even hit the floor, she’d spun on her heel and was back in his arms like a magnet drawn to steel.

“Missed,” she whispered softly, nuzzling his chest. “...but I’ll get the next one.”

Natalia, who up until now had at least pretended to maintain composure, cracked under pressure. Her eyes darted to Dan’s hands, then his pecs, then the way Gabby clung to him like her life depended on it. Her lips parted, she stepped forward, threw… and completely missed the table.

“You really need to stop aiming for the moon.” Chloe jabbed, trying to focus on anything but him.

Natalia gave no defense. Just a quiet growl as she crossed her arms tightly, her thighs squeezing together as she looked anywhere but at Dan.

Then came the final spark to the already-burning stage.

Dan turned to grab his next ball when Kaylee stood up, her expression unreadable but her intent clear. He barely had time to blink before she closed the distance and cupped his cheeks.

“Mmph-Kay-!” he tried to exclaim, but her lips silenced him.

Kaylee kissed him hard, possessively. Not a peck, not a graze, but a full-on, mouth-to-mouth make-out session, deep and messy and hot. The entire room went silent, save for a few gasps and the wet sounds of their lips as well as the breathy moan Kaylee let slip. Her fingers threaded through his hair, her body pressed flush against his, as she allowed a foot to raise and hook around his form.

Even Dan had to be the one to gently press her back, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. Kaylee licked her lips slowly, eyes half-lidded and voice husky.

“It was your turn… Right, Honey?” she muttered before smoothing her skirt and strolling back to her seat, not even glancing at the stunned stares left in her wake.

Sam fidgeted violently, her whole body red from the phantom sensations jolting through her and to her throbbing clit. Chloe bit her lip, practically chewing it. Gabby, somehow, clung even tighter to Dan, trembling as her brain overloaded with envy. Natalia turned away entirely, but her sharp inhale didn’t go unnoticed.

Vanessa cackled behind her mic. “Well now! If anyone in the audience needs a fan or a cold shower, y’all ain’t alone!”

All eyes turned to Dan, who was now visibly struggling to remain composed… and still had to throw. So he did. The ball cleanly sank into the cup with a satisfying plunk, this time triggering a transformation for his favorite secretary-turned-maid.

Transformation for Natalia: Maid to Serve - Natalia must now refer to all other contestants as Master or Mistress and must comply with at least one command in between throws.

Natalia’s expression twitched. She gritted her teeth, barely containing her distaste for being ordered around by anyone. Her pride screamed, but the magic compulsion left her no wiggle room. With a deep breath and a **** smile, she gave a mock-curtsy that still managed to come off seductive thanks to the skimpy maid outfit.

“What would my Master and Mistresses wish of me?” she asked, her voice tight with sarcasm.

Dan's mind was blank. Chloe, however, was grinning ear to ear. A perfect chance to take her mind off of… him.

“Well then, Mistress Chloe would like a shoulder massage,” the tomboy said with a smug wave, practically daring Natalia to sass her.

Natalia’s eye twitched at the command, but she stepped forward without hesitation. “As you command… Mistress.”

She placed her strong but delicate hands onto Chloe’s shoulders and began to knead into the tension. Chloe’s grin quickly fell into a hazy half-lidded daze, her body slumping slightly as a quiet moan escaped her lips.

“Uhhhnnnn~ damn, girl, you’re way too good at~ auh~ Shiiit! Okay, okay, stop, stop,” Chloe barked, jerking away as her cheeks reddened. She shoved Natalia’s hands off with a half-hearted glare. “You tryna seduce me or something?”

Natalia simply smirked, her hands folding neatly in front of her as she dipped into another curtsy. “Only serving your wishes… Mistress.”

Still a bit flushed, Chloe picked up her ping pong ball, tried to focus through the leftover tingles, and tossed it cleanly into the next cup.

Team Three: +400 BP

Gabby’s thighs trembled as she approached the table once again, her face a mess of desire and concentration. Every breath she took was thick with Dan’s musky, manly, maddening scent, and her thoughts were tangled knots of lust and loyalty. ‘Vamos, Gabriella… focus… he’s counting on you… he’s... oh, he smells so soooo good… imagine if you win this for him… the praise…’

With shaky hands, she assumed her now-familiar position and braced herself. Dan’s hand delivered a firm yet measured spank that echoed faintly across the stage. A fresh wave of heat rushed through her, nearly buckling her knees.

The Latina whimpered softly, then tried to center herself. Her fingers tightened around the ping pong ball. She drew a slow breath. She locked onto her target and released.

The ball sailed, arcing beautifully… before kissing the rim of a cup and rolling away harmlessly.

Gabby gasped in disappointment, but Dan was already there, arms open.

“You’re doing great,” he murmured as she all but dove back into his hold. His hands, his wondrous manly hands, slid over her curves like they belonged there, his fingertips tracing along her skin and ass like they belonged to him.

Gabby shivered, burying her face in his chest, idling, kissing it in the process. “I’m sorry,” she whispered in between kisses and inhales of his musky scent.

Dan gave her ass a gentle reasuring squeeze. “It’s okay. We’ll get the next one. We’re nearly there.”

Natalia stood stiffly on her side of the table, arms folded tightly under her chest, trying her best not to think about the burning ache in her core. It wasn't fair. She wasn’t even into men, never had been, yet here she was, legs clenched and heart fluttering because of the broad-chested musk dispenser on the other team.

_‘Just throw the damn ball, girl. Don’t think. Don’t smell. Don’t moan.’ Taking a breath through her mouth, Natalia stepped forward. The ball was featherlight in her hand. She focused on the nearest of the three remaining cups. Her fingers twitched. ‘You are not going to fantasize about being bent over that table. You are going to throw this like the competent woman you are.’_

She wound back and released. The ping pong ball flew, clipped the rim of one cup, dipped into it… Then spun in chaotic motion before bouncing out, only to land neatly into a different cup altogether.

Chloe shouted in glee and practically tackled her teammate, squeezing her tight in a celebratory hug. “Yes! You absolute goddess! That was sick as fuck!”

Natalia squeaked as her face was shoved directly into the taller woman’s heaving cleavage by the **** of the glomp. The scent of Chloe’s faint sweat, the cheerleader outfit, the warm skin, it was welcoming… if not a bit too much.

“M-Mistress, please.” She managed to get out between the tomboy's breasts.

“Ah, my bad. You killed it, though.” Chloe, oblivious to Natalia’s red face, looked up at the scoreboard and smirked. “Fuck yeah, we’re finally tied up, let’s win this!”

Natalia composed herself by adjusting her glasses. “Y-Yes, shall we?”

While the girls of Team Three celebrated, everyone else looked on in horror at the final transformation of this round.

Transformation for Gabriella: Playing Switch - Gabby will be given a set of Sex Toys and must either use them to play with herself or use them on another contestant when not actively playing.

While Team One stood silent, Vanessa leaped up from her judge's seat in absolute glee. “Yes! I’ve been waiting for this one all day!”

With a magical wave of her hands, a new table was summoned into existence, only instead of beer pong cups, this table was filled to the brim with a plethora of “toys.” Everything from vibrators, dildos, BDSM gear, and artificial pussy’s were laid out before the cast of Harem Hotel.

The ginger-headed host smiled broadly as she gestured toward the table. “Come, Gabby! It’s dangerous to go alone, so pick one!”

Before she knew it, Gabby’s body left the warmth of Dan’s embrace behind and mindlessly approached the table. Within seconds, the introverted Latina stood before a myriad of toys of all shapes and sizes. Apart from dildos, one of which she recognized from the BP Store as the ‘Masters Sword’, and the obvious tube-like pocket pussy, nothing was even remotely recognizeable to the sheltered girl. Some of them were shaped in such odd ways that her perverted mind could only wonder how they would work if used on her.

With a Cheshire grin broadening her face, Vanessa leaped at the chance to give some much-needed advice. “Here, Princesa, let’s start you off with something easy.”

Gabby’s eyes darted to where the host pointed out a small duo of devices.

“This is a wearable clitoral vibrator along with its remote. We just stuff this part down…” Vanessa pointed straight toward Gabby’s leather-bound crotch and smiled. “...here and enjoy the show. Whatcha think?”

Gabby’s mind was going blank. Between the musk, the groping, the spanking, and now copious amounts of sex toys, she couldn’t handle it much longer. So she did the only thing she could handle anymore. Nod.

Vanessa's smile was blinding Gabby. “Fantastic! Want me to set it up, or do you want to do it yourself?”

Gabby couldn’t mumble out an answer; it was too much. As such, Vanessa giggled and snapped her fingers. Almost instantly, Gabby felt something off in her tight panties. Before she could say anything, the giggling host handed her a small remote. “Let’s start you off with level one and randomize the intensity every five minutes or so… Have fun!”

Suddenly, a faint hum reverberated through Gabby’s body. It was soft but very noticeable. And most importantly, pleasurable.

‘This is only level one!?’ Gabby whined internally as she stumbled her way back to Dan and into his groping embrace.

Vanessa’s bright voice rang through the air like a bell, cutting through the sexual tension like a well-placed slap. “Alright, focus up, everyone! Two cups each! That means we’re officially in the endgame now! Mr. Chippendales, you’re up!”

‘That’s right.’ Dan’s eyes flicked toward Gabby by instinct, but one look at her flushed cheeks, heavy breathing, pupils blown wide, told him everything he needed to know. She needs a breather, not more stimulation.

So he turned away from her, scanning the options. Kaylee just made out with him, leaving… Chloe caught his look and flipped him off without a word.

“Fair enough,” Dan muttered, moving on.

His eyes locked onto Natalia, who stood with her arms crossed in her maid's bikini, her narrowed eyes daring him to even try. Dan gave a slow grin. “Natalia. You haven’t kissed me yet.”

“Is that an order?” She seethed, already knowing the answer. Once he nodded back, the redhead groaned and rolled her eyes. Still, she stepped forward, hips swaying unintentionally under the weight of his pheromones. Every step made her brain scream at her to kiss him on the mouth and ride his- ‘No!’

She leaned in, swiftly pressed her lips to his cheek with mechanical precision, then turned on her heel like a soldier on parade.

Dan chuckled, “Thanks,” and took his shot.

The ball flew and dropped straight into the second-to-last cup.

Team One: +500 BP

Dan exhaled deeply and turned back toward Gabby, who gave a slight nod of support, cheeks still glowing. His hand returned to her waist almost on instinct, kneading gently as they waited.

Chloe narrowed her eyes, brow furrowed in fierce concentration. For once, she ignored Dan’s smirking face and the ache from between her thighs thanks to the delicious musk. Her fingers tightened around the ping pong ball, her toned body leaning low in a practiced crouch. Unintentionally, the lean pushed her hips out and her top down, her cheerleader outfit putting on a tantalizing display for the man across the table.

Dan, to his credit, tried to focus on the cup, but Chloe’s arched form, soft moan from a flexed stretch, and that teasing sway of her hips made him twitch with heat. His grip on Gabby briefly tightened, eliciting a squeak and involuntary shiver from the blushing programmer.

Chloe didn’t even notice. She lined up her shot, took a slow breath, and threw.

Team Three: +500 BP

Vanessa squealed, “And it’s good!! Team Three ties it back up with only one cup to go!”

While Chloe returned to her smug atmosphere, letting the musk consume her focus once again.

Gabby inhaled sharply. ‘This is it.’

The noise died down. All eyes turned to her. Gabriella somehow ignored them all. Only Dan’s eyes on her mattered right now. And all his eyes spoke were of encouragement, that she could do it, like he always believed she could. She closed her eyes and nodded, stepping forward. She bent over at the waist, presenting herself for the spanking with quiet resolve. The contact made her flinch, but she channeled that energy into something else. She wasn’t going to let Dan down.

She straightened, ball in hand, as she focused through the fog in her brain. ‘One more shot. You can do this. For Papi. For Dan.’

Everyone leaned forward. Natalia held her breath. Chloe clenched her fists. Sam peered out from beneath her hat. Kaylee whispered a small prayer.

Yet right as Gabby went to throw, as if by cosmic providence, the vibrator hidden beneath her leather underwear cranked up its intensity to Level Seven of Ten. The shock was instant, and Gabriella moaned in surprise as the ball hurriedly left her fingertips. Her heart dropped as the ball soared through the air. She closed her eyes. Surely, she’d fucked it up. There’s no way that it wou-

Plink!

Team One: +1000 BP

“TEAM ONE WINS!!” Vanessa roared, her voice echoing through the studio as celebratory streamers burst from the corners of the room in puffs of colorful fanfare. Contrary to Gabby’s belief, the ball landed squarely in the final cup. She nailed it.

Dan let out a triumphant laugh and turned to Gabby with the brightest grin she’d ever seen from him. “You did it!” he cried, scooping the blushing girl into his arms and lifting her clear off the ground in a bear hug. “Gabby! You amazing genius! That was incredible!”

The compliments struck her like lightning bolts, each one igniting a wave of pleasure that coursed through her Transformation. Between the intense praise, the pulsing vibrating toy, Dan’s strong arms hoisting her high, and the sound of streamers and cheers, the overstimulated programmer’s brain finally short-circuited as she finally came.

With a blissful, goofy smile spreading across her flushed face, Gabby gave one last shaky sigh and fainted, her limbs going limp in Dan’s embrace.

“Gabby?!” Dan caught her gently, alarm replacing the excitement. “Gabby!”

Kaylee rushed over, her skirt hiking up as she knelt beside them. “She’s okay. Just overwhelmed,” she said, brushing the hair from Gabby’s flushed, smiling face. “Bless her heart…”

Vanessa clapped her hands. “A dazzling victory from Team One!” she announced cheerfully. “We’ll give our dear Gabby a breather and send things to commercial. But don’t go anywhere, folks! The final round between Team Two’s Kaylee and Sam versus Team Three’s Chloe and Natalia is up next! Things are bound to get even steamier!”

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AN: Howdy Howdy! Remember how I said last chapter was my longest one yet... This one blows that out of the water at 9k words! Holy Moly, sorry about the wait. Was a lot of fun to write up this section and I hope y'all enjoy it! We first started off with a bit of a side conversation between The Official Dan Whitaker Harem™ where some drama may be brewing... We'll have to see how that plays out. Then we got into the bulk of the chapter, Round 2 of Beer Pong! I hope I conveyed the transformations ramping up in sexiness enough. Next round will only get sexier!

Thank y'all so much for reading and as always and a special thank you to Lizzy for Beta-ing this chapter! Join the Harem Hotel Community Discord as well as my Personal Discord Server for behind the scenes on this story and all my others!