What fetish doesn't she win?

“Well, it looks like you’ll have a fun time with a three-way tie! Wow, we haven’t had one of those since last season!”

Aurora looked at the board and saw that Degradation, Bound Up and Bare Back had all tied with one another. The Collar of Fate started unceremoniously, and she felt the now familiar fog roll across her mind, clouding out her old memories and interests to be replaced by her new fetishes. For as long as Aurora could remember she had never worn protection, the feeling of a condom took away all the good feelings and besides, she had gotten an IUD as soon as she was old enough to sign for it herself and if it failed, someone had to keep planned parenthood in business. Just thinking about getting fucked raw made her wet, her arousal reaching an all-time high.

Auroras almost permanent frown flickered into a smile for half a second as she thought of being tied up with ropes and numerous other restraints, the tight collar around her neck reminded her of the one the man from the bar had used last night which he attached to a leash. Wait a minute, she thought. that never happened, what memory was that?

“You haven’t been able to smoke anything in quite a while, I’m sure your inability to satisfy your addictions is getting quite bad, have you become a dumb slut yet?” Jack teased.

The derogatory term would have cause shame for most women, but it made Aurora wet, her face red. Even before coming on the show she was used to being called a whore and worse things so this only felt playful, but it didn’t help that her addictions had made her incredibly horny on top of her new kink for being degraded.

“I’m doing fine Jack, I just want a cash case sooner or later.” She replied. “Why don’t we pop open case 8?”

Chrissi opened it and started jumping excitedly, her tits bouncing so much that they almost smacked her chin. “Aurora got a cash case!” she cheered.

“Looks like sooner came, we will send the money to your account while you pick the next case.”

Aurora would have been excited but now she felt indifferent. “How about that one?” She said, pointing at a case.

“Which one?” Jack replied.

“Uhhh the one right there, what’s it called?” she asked, unable to recall the name of the number.

“Do you mean number 10?” Jack asked with a bit of humor in his voice, “It looks like someone could use a smoke break.”

Aurora realized how bad her situation was and would have panicked if she had the brain capacity for that, but as she lost more and more of her intellect, she was almost more content with it. Life would be so much easier if she was just dumb and pretty, letting some sexy guys take care of her and fuck her silly.

She snapped out of it as Chrissi opened the next case, trying to fight the fog of arousal and lack of intelligence so she could stay focused on how badly she needed to win and get out of here.

“Aw it seems your luck didn’t last, we have yet another bimbo case and this is going to switch up your clothing style, let’s see what you get!”

“Awesome… wow” Aurora said with faux enthusiasm, she tried her best to sound cheery but all she could muster was a woeful response. “Just give me the options.”

“As you wish! First up is Clubtastic! With this change Aurora will be compelled to wear outfits as if she were going out for a night at the club. Her wardrobe will consist of tube tops, short skirts, and high heels.”

“Next is Gothic splendor! Do we need to even see the rest?!?” Jack asked the crowd which roared their approval. “Ill take that as a no! Sticking with our theme, Aurora will exclusively wear dark clothes. Not only will we modify her current outfit, but we will also send her home with an all-new wardrobe, and we can’t forget that every good outfit wouldn’t be complete without a corset! So, lets fire up those changes!”

Aurora rolled her eyes; Jack wasn’t even letting the audience vote anymore since their choices were getting so obvious. For the first time since she started, she began to wonder if the game was rigged and she wouldn’t be surprised if it was, they probably only cared about their ratings. She shook her head, thinking that hard was for girls who were smarter than her, she was just happy that she would get sexy new clothes.

She snapped out of her thoughts as the buzzing started around her neck and she felt her clothes begin to change. Her tank top remained but changed slightly, a corset materialized around her and cinched her waist tightly, squeezing the air out of her lungs and making her gasp for air, each breath made her cleavage rise and fall dramatically.

Instead of the usual fog, Aurora felt a soft breeze blow through her mind. As the changes came to an end, she found that the outfit was incredibly comfortable to her, and she was accustomed to the snugness of it. The corset felt natural, and she wondered how she ever lived life without one.

She looked at herself on the monitor as the camera broadcast her new style to the world and for the first time in a while said something positive, “Black looks pretty good on me.” She ran her hands up her huge tits, squeezing them gently and adoring the feelings it sent to her pussy.

“Earth to Aurora…” Jack called as she watched the ditzy goth bimbo play with herself, not wanting to ruin the fun.

“Yeah Jackie?” she said, aware that she used the same name Chrissi used but it just felt so natural to her. Deep down she knew she needed a cigarette, but it felt good to just be dumb and horny, it was nearly as addicting as her cigarettes.

“The higher-ups have decided to take pity on you and offer another deal, if you want you can choose one of two boxes, and if you agree the game ends after this case. The remaining cases are a cash case and a bimbo case, if you get the cash you will go home a millionaire instead of a billionaire but if you get the bimbo case you will be fully converted.”

Aurora’s finger traced the upper curve of her bust as she seemed to think it over, as hard as she tried to think she could not tell if it was a good deal or not, but she knew that if she finished, she would be able to go home and finally take care of her compulsions.

“Thinking is like really hard,” she said, “but I’ll take the deal and pick number... 1-7?”

“Do you mean 17?” Jack clarified for her.

“Yeah… that one.” She said pointing at it.

“Chrissi do us the favors,” Jack said, “It’s that time folks, will Aurora become a bimbo or a millionaire?”

The crowd began chanting the word bimbo, slowly at first but eventually reaching a crescendo as Chrissi opened the case and they fell silent, waiting to see the contents.

“Wow, Aurora it’s your lucky day! You just won a million dollars.” Jack cheered; the crowd groaned with disproval, but Aurora felt happiness for the first time in ages, even if her face didn’t show it.

“What will you do with your million dollars now that you’ve won?” Jack asked her.

“Probably buy some weed” she replied absentmindedly, just wanting to have a good fuck or get high, either would rid her of the unbearable arousal and fix her IQ loss.