You win some, you loose some.

Jeff and the others appeared in the small plaza behind the park-entrance, and were greeted y a smiling Amora. “Welcome back, dear champions.”

The host was about to say something else when the Student asked “Is this a friggin’ themepark?”

“Yes. Well spotted. This season will indeed take place throughout AnarChronicles Adventure Park! ” Amora confirmed with a bright smile. Said smile faltered slightly when the Castaway remarked “So this isn’t a real Isekai adventure?”

“I assure you, this is very much another world.” Amora insisted “And you will face very real challenges. Just not ones involving actual hungry alligators or stab wounds. Well…. not unless you decide to purchase a few swords from the souvenir shop to resolve a difference of opinion on the field of honor. But that has nothing to do with me.”

“Excuse me.” The Saint exclaimed “What makes you think we would…. No more importantly. This is an amusement park! Why would you sell actual weapons at a place for children?!”

“Of course we wouldn’t sell the real thing to anybody under eighteen. And I will have you know this Park has a very strict ‘No ****’-policy. ”

“Wait.” Jeff asked into the short silence that followed “Do you mean we aren’t allowed to kill each other or that we are ….immortal.”

“I wouldn’t say immortal. But it would be the height of folly to run a theme-park and allow people to die of physical trauma. Our rides are certified to the highest standard of course, but there is always that one drunken daredevil who decides to do the exact opposite of all those warning labels. So don’t worry our emergency response field is one of the best in the cluster. And I do understand that some of you may be feeling a bit erratic in the aftermath of transformations rounds, so in your cases we will even waive the usual medical fees. ” she winked “But please remember that it is never a good time to annoy the people with the big syringes. So please avoid causing them unnecessary overtime. ”

“Speaking of these transformation rounds,” The Gunslinger butted in “ what about me? Will y’all send me home or… ? ”

“The tally is still ongoing.” Amora said “But we should know in a few minutes. Until then there are a few last announcements to be taken care of.

I understand that you are not in the best frame of mind to go into the nitty gritty of the rules while your fates hang in the balance. But luckily we do not have to. If you wish to read through the detailed rules for this season, or make any other request, all you need to do is say <Status>. ”

The Castaway let out a small laugh.

“Really.” Jeff asked amused. Were they really going with that cliché?

“Just try it.” amora encouraged him.

Well it couldn’t hurt. “Status.” Jeff had half expected a holographic window to open before him. Instead there was a faint whirring and a small black shape zipped out from behind a nearby billboard to hover a meter in front of Jeff. It was a small drone with a large tablet clipped to it’s underside. Blocky white letters on the black screen proclaimed:

Class: Hero

Name: Jeff Sherwood

BP: 0

Transformations: Pending

There was more but that last line was pretty concerning “I can get transformations?” Jeff asked.

“Indeed. ” Amora concurred with a glint in her eye “Which brings me to my next announcement. In all that hectic around the interviews It completely slipped my mind that you did not receive you customary cheat ability yet, dear Hero. So without further ado:”

The text on Jeffs status screen was replaced by three new lines:

Cheat ability [Sword of the True King (Lvl 1] ]: When the Hero unsheathes his mighty sword, everyone who gazes upon it will know him to be the true and rightful sovereign favored by the gods. They will have a strong subconscious desire to please him. Not enough to override their personality or better judgement, but the hero will never have to worry about unresponsive or selfish partners again.

Cheat ability[Asidhārāvrata (Lvl 1) ]: Turning party-members into a drooling, cross-eyed and thoroughly satisfied mess has never been so easy! The hero gains two simple spells. The first one allows him to skip right past the peak of orgasmic release straight to post nut clarity. The second spell allows him to release the stored bliss to catapult himself or his partner to dizzying heights of ecstasy (Warning: Storing excessive amounts of tantric energy my lead to side-effects including -but not limited to - heightened libido and excessive fluid production )

The third entry frizzed out almost as soon as it appeared and was replaced by:

Take a friggin’ hint: There are already too many isekai heroes that aren’t just impervious to their foes attacks but also to the most obvious innuendos and flirting of smitten party members. So this heroes party-members will be given a surefire way to break this potentially endless cycle of frustrated sexual tension. If one of his companions drops her panties for him the idea of declining such a gracious invitation will never cross the heroes mind. This transformation can trigger only once per party member per day, and will not overwrite the heroes sexual tastes and preferences.

Vote here

The other contestants had started to crowd around Jeff, trying to get a better look at his status screen. When Amora was engulfed in black smog, and replaced by the demon queen the group drew even closer together.

“We meet again little champions. ” Liliane gloated “ That angel would have coddled the Hero far too much. But thanks to our deal I can offer a bit of equality. A bit of, … let’s call it premptive **** for you lovely ladies. Because unlike the rest of you it isn’t often that a master has anything to fear from their transformations. Alas,” she sighed dramatically “this is as far as I am allowed to go.”

“Yes yes, spare us the theatrics.” The Saint snapped “Nobody here wants to play this sick game. And this has nothing to do with justice. So can we move this along to where I can talk to the ethics committee or some other sensible person?”

Liliane eye twitched in iritation, but she put on a smug grin “Someone is eager to face their doom I see. Far be it from me to put off your cruel fate. But I prefer to start with the most disappointing result.”

Another drone zipped out of the surrounding parkland and hovered over the Castaway:

“The Celestial Choir took a liking to that one and went with the most boring option.”

Made from sterner stuff: The companion gains a much needed boost of confidence.

Jeff saw the redhead stand up a bit straighter, a smile brightening her features as she looked between the drone and the demon lord. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. I’m not the one who crawled up the asses of these Celestial Prima Donnas. And luckily for me yours was the only sob story they took an interest in. Take our dear Princess for example”

Another drone proclaimed her transformation to be :

I cast: Invisible Handmaiden: The Princess will be haunted by a mostly benevolent poltergeist that picks out her outfit each morning and does her hair. The Handmaiden will take her mistress preferences into account, but will not stand for her charge looking anything but her ladylike best.

“That is not what I asked for.” The Princes said indignantly once she had read the it.

“Yes.” The host gloated “But it isn’t the opposite of what you wanted either. So you got of easy in comparison.”

“That was an option?” the Castaway looked horrified at the idea, and so did the Student.

“It very much was. But we will keep the best for last.” Lilianes eyes fell on the Soldier next. Who blanched and lunged for her drone as soon as it came within arms reach. She almost succeeded, but the little machine jinked upwards a split second before her hands reached it. “Shit!” The soldier lunged again but the drone was already hovering out of reach.

Sent back to kiss John Connor: The Soldier can no longer remember any previous sexual partners. Memories of previous relationships are replaced by training session on how …….

That was as far as Jeff got before the Soldier whirled around “Please don’t read that!” she pleaded “I asked for something really stupid.” Her eyes met Jeffs and she froze for a long moment a look of confusion on her face.

“Yes, new memories settling in can be a bit…intense.” Liliane cackled.

New memories? Now Jeff was doubly curious about that transformation. But in the end his respect for the girls privacy won out.

“Be grateful little soldier. “ The demon queen taunted as the Soldier retreated a little way ”The gods let you off easy. You are one of the few who got what they asked for, albeit in a twisted fashion. ”

“So that means Ah’m staying?” The Gunslinger looked equal parts resigned and angry.

“I will keep that reveal for the grand finale of this parade of misery.” The host promised. “But first let us see what is in store for our visitor from the stars.”

“Fuck. Me.” Was the Starchilds verdict even as the drone whizzed towards her.

I'm still working out the kinks: The Starchilds translator now has a tendency to replace words with lewder synonyms or give voice to thoughts the starchild did not mean to say out loud. These malfunctions raise their head particularly often when it concerns sexual topics.

She read the transformation with a grim expression before turning away, and stalked away a small distance from the group, her hands clenched into fists.

“I. Should. Have. Worn. A. Bikini. Too. ”

Jeff looked around just in time to see the Starchild looking at the Castaway.

“Maybe you should have. ” Liliane agreed, earning a frustrated grunt from the Starchild “The gods do appreciate a bit of skin. And speaking of putting on a show. ”

This time the drone came to a halt above the Saint.

Flaunt your blessings: The Saints body seems to jiggle and bounce more than normal. To help out any clothes she wears will start to hug her body a bit tighter, especially around her butt and chest. This will provide additional support but also put her figure on full display pretty much all of the time.

At first nothing happened, then her dress started to shift ever so slightly. It already stretched almost to bursting point across her boobs, but it had been pretty loose around the waist and hips. Soon that was no longer the case. Now her dress looked specifically tailored to show of her every curve.

“How do you feel about doing a few jumping jacks? ” Liliane asked, once the dress had settled into place.

“Definitely not.” The saint declared.

“Just leave her alone. “ the Student agreed ” If we are getting the opposite of what we wanted I bet you’ll love whatever that means for me. ”

The demon queen gave the lanky girl a long look. The Student held her gaze defiantly, but Jeff could see the gleam of unshed tears in her eyes “Yours is a tale as old as this show itself. Even your fellow contestants could have told you that the audience never goes for these kinds of requests. ”

Always the quiet ones: The Student will gain the libido of a very hormonal highschooler and her body develops a huge cream-pie fetish. This is a mere physical reaction for now, but that might change with enough positive reinforcement.

The Student didn’t say anything as she read her transformation. But the wet sheen of her eyes grew, before she too turned around and retreated a bit from the group.

“She took that better than I thought.” The host commented “Tough little gal. So let’s see if risking the wrath of the gods with your little rebellion was worth it. ”

Instead of zipping through the air like the others screens, the Gunslingers drone crossed the distance at a more leisurely pace. Probably to milk a few more seconds of tension out of this, Jeff guessed.

Shanghai Noon: The Gunslinger will be replaced by the Dragon Lady. This exotic beauty ran out of worthy challenges in her home. So now she wanders foreign shores to pit her mastery of Ki against the sixguns these foreigners are so proud of. So far she is not impressed.

The Gunslingers eyes narrowed as she read the text and her lips pressed into a thin line.

“Let’s finish this round of with a nice proper physical transformation.” The host declared as tendrils of black smoke enveloped the Gunslinger.

When one of the tendrils touched her braided hair, a inky black spot appeared amidst the golden strands and quickly spread. Her blue eyes were next, dark brown spots bloomed in her blue iris like ink in water as the eye itself took on more of an almond shape. Soon her eyes were of a brown dark enough to be nearly black in the shadow of her hat. The last thing Jeff saw before the smoke enveloped the woman completely was her cowboy-hat expanding into the flat straw-cone of a rice farmers hat.

When the air cleared the woman standing in the Gunslingers place still showed traces of the outlaw. She too, was tall for a woman and blessed with a rather generous figure. Her hair was still gathered in a loose braid over her shoulder. Even their face looked similar if you squinted hard enough.

But the slender sword belted at her side was new. As were the clothes in an Asian style Jeff couldn’t quite pinpoint. A sturdy multilayered dress or robe made from red and white silk and tied at the waist with a black sash. The garment fell nearly to the top of her cowboy boots, and was split in the middle for riding.

The woman gave her outfit a quick once over, before giving the host a vitriolic glare. Jeff could see her tense as Liliane announced “Please welcome the Dragon Lady!” and for a moment he feared she’d try to **** the host a second time. And he wasn’t the only one. The Princess took a step towards the livid Dragon Lady at nearly the same time Jeff did. Both ready to drag her back before she earned herself a second punishment round.