Big Titty Goth Girl

Ali watched with pleasant surprise as Option 2 ran away with the voting. It wasn't a great option. But compared to becoming a hick, spending all her time in schoolgirl getups or being stuck in bikinis or naked all the time, it was easily the least evil.

"Well, it seems our viewers have a certain style they're into," Jack said, turning to her. "Let's see it."

Ali opened her mouth to speak, but the electric-esque current of a fresh change flowed through her instead. It felt like her clothes were crawling over her body. Her oversized shorts clung to her ass and leg, Forming into an extremely short black and evergreen tartan skirt that showed off her new, shaplier thighs. She tugged on it to try to get it over her ass, but wasn't very successful in doing it. The oversized shirt was next, forming into a cami top with a built in, belted corset, choker and fishnet sleeves. Black leather bans with shiny studs appeared on her wrist. A chain dipped from her choker down in to her cleavage, and the cold metal agitated her sensitive breasts.

But the change wasn't limited to her clothing. Ali's skin remained pale (she never could get a tan even if she wanted to), but became perfectly so; a uniform, unblemished cream complexion that impacted every inch of her youthened body. She felt the weight of makeup on her face, and saw in the provided mirror that she was now wearing blush, eyeliner and a sultry red lipstick. Even her hair changed, going from light brown to black with a green highlight. She'd even picked up studs in her lips and nose.

She stared in awe as the changes finished. Between it, her new physique and her new age, could even recognize her like this?

"Something clothing change..." She remarked, pulling on the skirt. "You have me a whole goddamn makeover!"

"We certainly did! But don't worry, you still have two more physical boxes left. So I'm sure something could still change."

Ali examined the boxes.

"I guess I need to pick one of these now. I've got what...two left before I can drop out?"

Jack nodded.

"That is correct," He said. "So what do you have for us?"

"That one," She said, selecting a box.

Chrissi opened it revealing a cartoonish rendering of a brain.

Ali gasped. It was the nightmare scenario. The one card she was most frightened of.

Jack must have sensed it, as his shit eating grin broadened.

"What's the matter, Ali? I thought intelligence changes were your favorite."

"And how the fuck do you know that?" She murmured.

"Well, you might not necessarily get your brain drained," He said. "Some of these options aren't so bad. But enough torturing the girl. Let's see them."

1. Gimbo - Ali becomes a ditzy, unintelligent bimbo with speech peppered with Valley Girlisms, but keeps her goth aesthetic. Quite the contrast, no?

2. Weird Squiggles - This change allows our contestant to keep all of her intellect, but she'll permanently lose her ability to understand written letters, numbers, writing or math.

3. Fucked Out - Every time Ali comes, she'll lose a few IQ points. She'll return to normal if she can go 24 hours without getting off. But that might be quite a challenge with her new breasts...
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4. Forbidden Knowledge - Rather than getting dumber, Ali will gain knowledge, specifically that which she needs to use magic. She'll be a true gothic witch.

5. Mindflayer - Ali's intelligence will be dramatically reduced, and she'll always, gradually return to that state. But she'll have the ability to steal intelligence from anyone else. How smart she becomes or stays will depend on how much she's willing to steal from others.

Ali held her breath and waited, hoping for option 4. Two of the options would be disastrous, and one kind of awesome. Two could at least live with. She bit her lip as the audience voted.

EDIT: As always, vote in the comments.