Chapter 16 by Gambio

Hmph!

We are back!

Once their host returned, wearing a rather psychotic smile on her lips, neither Master nor contestants dared to utter a single word.

Instead of saying anything, Ora wordlessly revealed the transformation options for Euphémie de Sade.

"What kinda crock is this!", Liz roared indignantly. “This bloody thing’s fooking rigged!”

“It does feel rather unbalanced”, Dahlia agreed.

“Thof aren’t even tranfformationf.”

Ora let the complaints play out for a bit.

“Ah...you see our producers in their infinity WISDOM decided to mingle with MY choices. You see these suits in charge think they know better then the audience. They believe nothing is more erotic then an old HAG.” Ora smiled sweetly at the invisible camera. “Please make sure to show your GRATITUDE, dear audience. And vote accordingly on the popularity polls!”

If Euphémie de Sade was bothered by that, she certainly wasn’t showing it.

“Enough!”, Ora cut in. “I don’t even care what you want! Let’s just skip forward from the hag to the brat!”

Kikki Peshkova

Ora was expecting her to be quite rambunctious but the diminutive girl was surprisingly a lot more timid then expected. She barely uttered a word since her arrival.

But then again, who could blame her? The poor girl must be humiliated out of her wits wearing such a childish pajama.

Let’s humiliate her even more!

A nice set of options, Ora thought. Certainly washed the bad taste out of her mouth.

Kikki didn’t seem to think so.

“Well, well?” Ora grinned. “Let me guess. You would like option one and your least favorite is option two.”

Kikki eagerly nodded. “I love Big Bro. So I don’t mind becoming his actual sister at all!”

Some(not that many) contestants shuddered at that.

“But I really don’t like option three”, Kikki scrunched up her nose. “If I turn into a devil, big bro won’t like me anymore.”

Kikki sparkled into the camera with a face that could melt hearts(and skin) “Please, don’t give me that one, dear viewers.”

Ashley meanwhile looked like he had the blood drained out of him. “P-please, not option one.”

“Can’t blame ya, shortstuff”, Liz agreed. “That one’s creepy as fook.”

“****, I can excuse. I am more concerned with the implication of this...child having sexual relations with the master”, de Sade opinionated.

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“SHE IS NINETEEN! This is a mature and sexy show! Got it? MATURE AND SEXY! Like me!” Ora angrily stomped her feet to reinforce her sexy image. “Ugh! Moving on!

Next up, our hypersomniac with a **** fetish: Shizuka Hayabusa!

“Zzzz….”

“WAKE UP!”

“Third one is right up my alley”, Shizuka stated, while yawning loudly. “The manager position will synergize nicely with it too. Gimme me that one.”

“As I was saying...that is not how it works!”

If Ora was Sylvia she would have a cane. And if she had a cane she would now comically chew on it. Unfortunately she does not have a cane and so she can only stomp her foot.

Shizuka ignored that.

“Hm, first one's useless. Discard that. Yup, made my choice. Number three. Also, I’m hungry. Anyone up for some Tacos? I'm ordering."

“Graaah! Let’s just get this over with! Last girl! Dahlia!”

The mat changed at lightning speed and Dahlia let out a small yelp as her options appeared.

Plain Jane (mirage) (****)

Dahlia is very plain. But she can use this to her advantage. For the price of 1 VP she can turn herself into someone else. During her disguise, her mannerism, way of speech etc. will be indistinguishable from the person she is impersonating but no transformations will be included.

Cover yourself, citizen! (vigilante) (Senior)

Due to the nature of Harem Hotel many girls may found themselves in lack of proper attire. Whenever Dahlia finds such an unfortunate soul, she will gladly offer up her last shirt to see her fellow contestant covered

Take the wrynn(toy) (Servant)

Dahlia gets big breasts that lactate whenever she gets excited.

...

“Fomething feelf different..."

“And the third option is surprisingly barebones”, Kikki added.

“Eh, I guess”, Ora shrugged her shoulders. “I got kinda bored coming up with all these transformations, so I just wrote something with boobs for the last one and called it a day."

“What atrocious work ethic”, de Sade complained.

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Meanwhile, Dahlia seemed to be deep in thought.

“Oh?”, Ora grinned. “Difficult choices this time?”

“I...I should get the vigilante one”, Dahlia finally resolved herself.

“Really?”, the host raised an eyebrow. “You do realize that this has a high chance of screwing you over?”

“I will deal with the consequences”, Dahlia responded sternly. “Just don’t give me the first one. I don’t want anything to do with this.”

“I...I’m sorry Dahlia but I...have to disagree”, Ashley, very surprisingly spoke out of his own volition for once. “I don’t want to see you humiliate yourself and I know you’re not going to make use of that, so the first choice is the best pick.”

“B-But Ash...”

“I trust you Dahlia”, Ashley smiled. “So please, don’t put yourself into danger.”

“Oh, Ash..”

“Oh, Dahlia...”

“UGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

This sickly sweet display is positively nauseating!

Ora decided to quickly cut it before she had to barf. Time for the penultimate set of transformations!

“There’s more?”, Ashley asked nervously. “B-But…”

Ora grinned towards the master. Whatever else he may be, he wasn’t a moron, he probably saw the writing on the wall. “Feminists will love this because we are equal opportunity transformers. That’s right! It’s one of those seasons! The master gets a transformation two! And no, that’s not a typo. You get two transformations for the price of one! Lucky you!”

“What!”, Ashley cried out in dismay while Ora reveled in his misery.

“But don’t worry, we get to your Bonus transformation later. First here is the set the audience will be allowed to vote on.”

Ashley’s eyes near bulged as he saw those options but Ora was sure that would have happened even if it the choices were about which brand of toast he gets to have for breakfast.

“A nice set of choices, if I do say so myself”, Ora chuckled. “For a change of pace, shall we ask the girls what they want?”

“Give him the courage one”, Liz snorted. “Won't make a diff for me, and at least Shortstuff'll harden up that way.”

“I perfonally would prefer domination. Thif will furely enfure to ftop the bullief.”

“W-who cares? He can be turned into a girl for all I care!”, Sahara shrieked. “Serves him right!”

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“The first one is the least damaging”, Shizuka agrees.

“Turning Big Bro into a Big Sis?”, Kikki scrunched up her face. “Nuh ah, I don’t like it! The third one. I want the third one for him.”

“Number two”-de sade

“Yes, please restore his courage”, Dahlia nodded. “Ashley had to suffer so much already, this is a second chance for him. Please grant him that.”

“And that’s what they say dear Audience”, Ora nodded sagely.

…

“Nooooooooooooooooooooow!”, the little host grinned widely. “Observant folks may have noticed that I said this was the penultimate set, but who could the final transformation be for? Hm? I wonder, I wonder?”

Ora theatrically looked around then she slowly raised an arm and pointed.

At you.

“That’s riiiiiiiiiiight! It’s youuuu! You! Youuuuu! Insaaaaaatiable you!”

Oh, you think you are immune from transformations? You think sitting behind that puny glass screen provides you with protection?

Naive fool!

Did you miss the part with Goddess and unlimited powers? You are just as much a plaything to Ora as everything else that exists!

Now, here is your poison!

“KYAHAHAHAHAHA! Scared? Confused? Aroused? GOOD! This is but a taste of my power! Now tremble in fear at your upcoming transformations, pitiful mortal!”

“A-aren’t these basically just more choices for the audience?”, Ashley squeaked out.

“Shut up or I transform you into a girl right now. Now!” Ora clapped her hands.

“The hour has almost arrived for our dear audience to vote on your transformations, but before that...it has been a while before any of you mucked something up, so let us take a look at your current standing shall we?”

1) Dahlia Black: 27.5 VP

2)NEET: Megan Watson: 24.5 VP

3) nerd: Carol Summers: 22 VP

4) bully: Liz Sinclair: 21 VP

5) step-sister: Kikki: 20 VP

6) teacher: Miss de Sade: 16 VP

7) mad scientist: Shizuka Hayabusa: 14 VP

8) rich girl: Sahara Marvelous: -24.5 VP

pot: +39.5 points

“That does not add up.”

Shizuka spoke up first, but only because Carol contended herself with raising her hand. Well, it didn’t take a genius to see the issue. Honestly, if you didn’t have a problem with those numbers, you might want to get your head checked out

“Very good, miss brainiac #2 I suppose I must explain a certain special rule to our fun, little game here. Namely, this is a zero sum game.”

“Fooks that?”, Liz background noised.

“You know what? Why don’t you explain it?”

Ora flicked a thorn into Liz’s forehead and immediately the bully rose up.

“Yes, Mistress!”, her hand snapped into a salute while her face showed a dopey grin.

“Our extremely generous and mature host has graciously decided to award us with 20 victory points as a starting gift! Now this bit is important for little dumb dumbs like myself: Beyond these 160 points, not a single further point will be added to the game.”

“I fee”, Carol nodded. “Am I correct in the affumption that any point gainf that are not tranfactional with a conteftant will find equivalence by the pot?”

“Exactly.” Liz pirouetted like a ballerina.

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"But this doesn't make sense", Dahlia furrowed her brow. "If any excess points can just go in the pot, there is no limit."

"Just like my Credit Card", Sahara nodded pleased.

“Ah!”, Liz gasped theatrically. “Is that a mistake? Of course not! Our magnificent host does not make mistakes! This pot will in fact play a very, very, very, very, very important role in the future! Sit tight and look forward to it everyone!”

The cheerful voice carried an ominous promise with it, before Ora swiftly clapped her hands, relinquishing control over Liz’s body.

“Anywaaaaaaaaays! Voting time!”, Ora announced, ignoring the dry heaving from one of her contestants. “Cast your vote for your favorite transformation and popular girl! I hate waiting, so hurry it up!”