Caitlin Vs Irene part 2 (round 4)

Caitlin thought that she could get used to the dizzy spell brought by the collar after the two rounds of the game, but she was quite wrong as the dizziness she got this time was more severe than before, she almost puked on the spot if she didn't hold on.

Thankfully the feeling quickly passed before she really vomited her stomach out. God forbid that she vomited on the stage, what if it spilled on her dress?

Yes, dress. Her clothing had shifted as her change brought a domino effect to her preferences more than before. In this current reality, Caitlin was fixated on the finer things of life. She was as vain and greedy as Midas. She would not go out of her home without dressed in a designer dress and adorning herself full of luxurious jewelry. She still maintained her job as a judge, but she had been on the verge of losing her job numerous times because of bribery and other scandals. Caitlin only kept her job because she was giving the etiquette committees a fuck of their lives. This didn’t mean that she loved it, she hated having sex with men in general, but the prospect of losing her job that gave her an easy stream of wealth was far scarier for her to the point that she could compromise to have sex with men. Well, the committee also has several women on them, a plus point that made the ordeal a bit bearable for Caitlin. Like the men, these women were also under Caitlin’s thumb after she introduced them to the wonder of her tongue.

Her love for her family was almost inexistent, she had divorced her husband for a large sum of alimony. She won the custody of her daughter though, not because she wanted to be a good mother, just because she thought her daughter would be a good investment for her future, but well…she regretted it a bit now, the custody came with several bothersome obligations that she needed to fulfill or else the court would hand over the custody back to her husband. One of the obligations was not to neglect their child’s mental health and woes. When she found out her child was a bullying victim, she had the idea to come to this show, after all this gameshow was the fastest way to get rid of her daughter's bully.

She never expected that the show was such a pain-in-the-ass with all the headache and dizziness it caused. She could only wish that this thing was ending soon.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Irene also recovered from her dizzy spell, the young woman seemingly faring better than Caitlin.

There was no physical or attire change brought by the domino effect, but her mentality finally took a significant shift as her virtue of Kindness influenced her decision throughout her history. In the current reality, Irene was a good girl…at least on the surface. She was known for being a kind, helpful person to her friend, her every action was thoughtful and ladylike as expected from one who graduated from a charm school before. Despite that, it didn’t mean she was a pushover, instead, Irene was known as one of the people other students didn’t want to mess with. Irene was quite resourceful in connection, not only because of her personality and upbringing but also because she was secretly sleeping with a lot of men, young and old not making any difference to her. They were her friends, friends with benefits. Those friends of hers would help to take care of anyone messing with her. One example was Caitlin’s daughter, Millie Wright even in this reality, Irene still ended up bullying Millie, but unlike in the previous timeline when Irene proactively picked a fight with Millie for almost no reason except Irene didn’t like how Millie looked at her. In this version of reality, Irene was not bothered with her, at least at first, but it was Millie who was the first to confront her to pick a fault. No matter how much Caitlin’s personality changed, her daughter’s personality wasn’t touched by the domino effect; Millie was still an upright, rule-abiding, conservative, good girl. A self-righteous hypocrite in short.

When Millie looked at Irene who was dressing in a bold, sexy, and cock-teasing getup and not your typical goodies-two-shoes god-fearing young lady would wear, Millie impulsively called Irene a hypocrite and confronted her, trying to persuade Irene to dress more conservatively.

Well, who said that a slut can’t be a good person too? Is kindness only limited to women who dress well and conservatively? Despite Irene being kind enough to ignore Millie’s offensive remark, for Millie, it was a sign that she needed to exert more effort, she confronted Irene on a few other occasions with more unsolicited advice and of course, Millie intentionally or unintentionally hurl offensive remarks in their every encounter.

Irene might be kind, but patience certainly wasn’t her virtue, she asked some of her fuck-buddies, who happened to be their principal and teachers to take care of Millie. She didn’t expect them to go to **** lengths to give Millie a hard time to the point of they were basically bullying her. Irene revealed to Millie that it was her idea before telling her fuck-buddies to stop and warned the poor girl to keep her mouth well. From Millie’s perspective, Irene was definitely a bully even if she not directly bullying her, hence she wasn’t surprised when the gameshow told her that Millie’s mom, Caitlin, dared her to appear on the game show.

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“You look unwell, Caitlin, do you want to get some quick rest first or shall we continue?" Mike asked.

"No, I'm okay, just continue to the next round, the quicker we finish this the better," Caitlin replied.

"Alright, but just in case, let's ask our other contestant too, how about you Irene? Do you want to get a quick rest first?" Mike threw another question, this time to Irene.

"I think that Mrs. Wright really needs a rest, but because she wanted to finish this quickly, so be it, let's move on to the next round," Irene answered.

"As you wish then, let's start the fourth round of Fix It or Ruin It; Help or Surprise!" Mike announced.

"The game is almost similar to the first and second rounds; first, you will be faced with four choices of change, unlike the previous round, only one option will come from your opponent, and the other three options will come respectively from a random lucky audience, a random person in your phone contact list, and a random relative of yours. As before, you will pick a single one among those choices. Sound simple, right? but just to make sure, before we begin, do you have any questions?”

His question was replied with silence from the two ladies.

“No? Let us begin the round then! Caitlin, let’s start with you first so you can get a little rest later, so, are you ready?”

Caitlin nodded her head.

“Alright, let us meet with your helpers,” Mike clapped his hands as if giving a signal to someone, “let’s welcome our first helper for the night, a lucky audience who had paid a lot to be picked for this night, Mr. Pussybuster 69!”

A drone hovered above the stage, and fired a projection, the projection quickly formed a man figure indistinguishable from whether the man himself was here or it was just a hologram.

“Hello, Mike, please don’t call me by that embarrassing nickname on the screen, please call me Paul,” the neatly dressed man greeted the show host.

Caitlin was relieved, at least Paul looked like a normal guy. She even could smell money on him, with how he wore several expensive brand attire from his suit, watch, and shoes.

“Well…Paul, can you wait in the guest seat while we introduce the others two?” Mike asked.

The rich man nodded and walked to the guest seating.

“Next, the second helper for Caitlin, a random person from her contact list, the lucky contact that we invited today is a woman by the name Vanessa Fullerton!”

Similar to Paul's entrance, a drone was hovering on the stage and fired a projection that soon formed the figure of Vanessa.

The Fullerton. Caitlin was familiar with the family, Vanessa Fullerton is a member of their HOA social ladies gathering. The Fullerton house is only a few houses away from the Wright. She could be considered her ‘friend’ because they were the same age. Her impression of Vanessa was that she was a strict, conservative mother. Unfortunately, because of her conservative belief, their friendship was limited only to the surface pleasantries. Vanessa was keeping her distance from Caitlin who was well-known in the HOA as an outrageous gold-digging slut. Well, what Caitlin didn’t remember was that in previous reality, Vanessa was indeed her best friend because they had a lot of similarities.

“Thank you for responding to our summon, Vanessa, do you in the middle of something before or have another plan before we invited you to come here?” Mike asked.

“Ah…I’m in the middle of dining with my family, but then I got the call from the show and I just know that my presence here was more needed and more important than my dinner with family.”

“I see…please go to see the Producer after this round over to talk about your remuneration, your presence here will be rewarded.”

Vanessa nodded. Mike then asked her to wait in the guest seat like Paul while he proceeded to introduce the next helper.

"And for the last helper, it will be someone that is still a relative of her, will it be her daughter? Her mother? Her father? Well, if you guess that, unfortunately, you are in the wrong, the last helper for Caitlin is Janice Atwell, her sister-in-law, please give her a warm greeting,” Mike announced.

“You can be serious here, Mike? How come she still considered my relative when I had divorced my husband?”

“Good question, even though you no longer have any relationship with them, they are still your daughter’s relatives, thus in some sense, she is still your relative,” Mike answered

“That's kind of a stretch,” Caitlin replied.

“Well, whether it is a stretch or not, it is the Producer’s decision, so it can’t be changed,” Mike shrugged his shoulder.

Caitlin’s protest died down because she knew it was just wasting time.

About Janice, well…her relationship with her sister-in-law was actually good…at first, when she was still married to her husband, Janice often accompanied her to shop. Caitilin’s impression of Janice was that Janice was a refreshing open-minded woman, but she might be wrong, ever since Caitlin tried to ruin her husband’s life through a divorce, their relationship had been estranged and Janice even turned hostile to her. If they met at the mall, Janice would give her stink eyes and hurl an insult at her.

Even now, Janice’s hostility toward her was apparent in how she looked at Caitlin with contempt.

“We finally had our three helpers for Caitlin, so, let’s start the round without further ado. Panel, please show what we have in store for Caitlin!”

The big monitor panel then showed a list of words on its screen.

CAREER, PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, BELIEFS, COMPULSION.

“Let me give a few explanations for the option before you start; Career is no question; it is related to the contestant’s job. Physical Appearance is including anything physical from body shape, hairstyle, and even the contestant’s age. Belief is not only regarding religion but also anything related to the contestant’s life principle. Last, Compulsion is anything from a hobby to some OCD that the contestant will obsess with.”

“I will give the four of you time to pick one out of the four, and write what change you want to happen to Caitlin, but keep it secret for now. If you are done, please give me a shoutout.”

“I’m done with mine,” Irene was the first one to speak.

“Me too,” Paul followed.

A minute later, Vanessa and Janice finished at almost the same time.

“Alright, let’s see what Caitlin gets from those four; Paul is picking Compulsion, Vanessa goes with Physical Appearance, Janice with Career, and Irene also picking Career,” Mike announced.

The game host then turned his focus to Caitlin again, “So, Caitlin, which one do you want to pick? These changes can be a help for you or a nasty surprise.”

Caitlin contemplated her choice; Paul was a total stranger to her, he was a rich man, and usually, they were either naive or big jerks. What he had in store for her would probably be a weird fetish. Vanessa was a conservative one, a woman like her will not write anything too wild. Janice…From how she was hostile to her, she probably had something bad for her. And last, Irene, her daughter’s bully, actually, the more she saw Irene, the more she couldn’t believe that she was bullying her daughter, while her not exactly dressed like a good girl, she had the demeanor of a refined young lady. The girl looked better than her daughter, maybe her daughter was just jealous of Irene, and then started the whole trouble. With that consideration in mind, Caitlin couldn’t guess whether Irene would write something bad or something helpful for her.

“Caitlin, you need to make your choice now!” Mike reminded her.

“I…choose…Vanessa,” Caitlin replied after weighing all the risks. Vanessa was probably the safest pick out of them all because of her character.

“Okay, but before we reveal what Vanessa has written, let’s see what the others have written first,” Mike said.

“The first one, Paul, Compulsion: Large insertion in cunt. The next one is Janice, Career: Streetwalker Whore. And the last one from Irene, unexpectedly, the one from her is kinda normal; Career: Waitress. Now, Vanessa, please tell us what you pick for Caitlin.“

”It is Physical Appearance: Underdeveloped Body,” The conservative woman replied.

“Look like you need to say goodbye to your natural MILFY beauty, Caitlin,” Mike teased.

“Mike, can I change my choice?”

Mike shook his head, “sorry, Caitlin, you can’t but you might find your change to be not that bad.”

“Shit…how can it not be bad!?” Caitlin cursed.

Ignoring Caitlin’s tantrum, Mike then turned his attention from Caitlin to the three guest helpers, “thank you for your participation in this round, you can now go to the backroom as the Producer wanted to talk with your peeps.”

Their projection dispersed as if they were never there sucked by the flying drones like a UFO **** people. The three flying drones then flew away from the stage.

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“We are done with Caitlin for this round, so, the next is your turn, Irene,” Mike turned his attention to Irene.

“Same as Caitlin, your helper will be picked from a lucky audience, a random person on your contact list, and a relative of yours. Ready to meet them?”

“I’m ready, Mike,” Irene replied.

“Now, let’s meet your first helper, the second lucky audience we got for the night, Mr. Miguel Gatto!”

Like before, a new set of drones was hovering above the stage, and firing a projection at the stage.

A figure formed, but instead of a man, it was a figure of a woman.

“Look like I need to correct you a little, Mike, it is Ms. Michelle Gatto,” said the woman that just appeared.

The woman looked like you run-off-the-mill bimbo with big fake boobs, teased platinum blond, tanned skin. She was wearing a skimpy leopard print dress and pink platform heels.

Michelle was probably one of the possibilities of how Irene would probably look ten years later without the intervention of the game show.

“I apologize for my rudeness, Ms. Michelle, do people ever tell you that aside from having a beautiful face, you also have a beautiful name? We have the same root in name by the way,” Mike flirted.

“I feel flattered, Mike, but I know you just also want to praise yourself because we have similar names,” replied Michelle.

Mike chuckled, “Alright, Michelle, can you wait in the guest seat while I introduce the others helper for our contestant?”

Michelle strutted to the guest seat following Mike’s arrangement. Mike’s eyes never left Michelle’s swaying backside.

“Oops…forgive me for being distracted, let’s move to the second helper for Irene; a random person from her contact list, the lucky one for the night is… Christina Hayden!”

Soon, another woman figure appeared on the stage.

Christina Hayden, the school guidance counselor, was an elderly woman whose hair had begun turning gray. She was dressed in a drab long-sleeved black dress. In previous reality, as Irene was a bad girl, she was often called to the counselor's office, Christina was one of the few who was really patient in handling bad seeds. She was a pleasant woman to chat with. In the current reality, Irene had fewer encounters with her, but Christina from time to time gave her some pointers for her future education or other study-related matters. Irene wasn’t sure whether Christina knew she was fucking around other teachers and even the principal behind, but Irene felt that sometimes Christina gave her a weird feeling as if the elderly woman was checking her out.

“Nice to meet you, Ma’am, do you feel any inconvenience or discomfort?” Mike asked the elderly woman.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m fine,” Christina replied.

“Alright, just tell me if you need some help ma’am, we will try our best to help you,” Mike said.

“Please don’t treat me like I’m a senile old bone, I’m still in my early fifties.”

“My bad, ma’am.”

“Now, please wait with others for a few minutes while I call the other helper, do you have any problem with sitting near Bimbo or slut, Ma’am? We can arrange some different seating.”

“It’s fine, I’m not picky about people,” Christina answered.

“You are truly a good person, Ma’am.” Mike politely pointed Christina to the guest seating.

“Now, let’s move to the third helper, our last guest for this night, a relative of Irene., please give a warm greeting to Mr. Carl Walter, our contestant’s cousin! Mike announced.

A drone hovered above the stage, firing a projection that soon took a form of a rotund boy.

Carl was very different from her beautiful cousin, he was fat, short, and his face was…below average. Carl was the creepy cousin Irene was ashamed to have. His lack of self-care was apparent from how he presented himself. He was in jeans and a gray sweatshirt.

“Welcome to the show, Carl, how do you feel when you know you are going to be invited to this show as a helper?”

“I am very excited, Mike, I have followed this show for a while. I dream that someday I will have the chance to change people through this show, I can’t believe it come sooner than I expected, too bad, I am just a guest helper this time,” Carl replied.

An audible snort was heard coming from Irene, “There is zero chance that I will choose what you pick, Carl, keep dreaming.”

“You never know whether I will give you a bad change, or help you to get a better life, Irene, I am a gentleman,” Carl responded to Irene’s provocation.

“Gentlemen? Like I’m going to believe a misogynist little shit like you.”

“Enough, no fighting permitted, everybody,” Mike quickly controlled the situation, what Irene had said was testing the limit of the show guideline. The show ensured that everyone had a fair chance to be picked by the contestant, blatantly saying in front of the guests the show invited that she would not choose him broke this illusion of fairness, and it was bad for the show's rating. Shit. Mike cursed inside his heart, if the show rating took a deep dive, he would not be able to avoid the anger of the Producer. He didn’t know why a powerful being like The Producer took so much importance and emphasis on the show rating.

Anyway, it seemed that he needed to teach Irene some lessons to show that the game was ‘fair’. If he was going to be admonished after the show, he rather got it after he doing a real ‘mistake’ that was worth the scolding.

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“Panel, please show what our contestant will get.”

The monitor flickered, and a list appear.

CAREER, PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, SEXUAL PREFERENCE, COMPULSION,

Except for Sexual Preference, the options Irene got were similar to what Caitlin got.

“Let me explain for you again, I have said this to the previous guest, but I will repeat it once again for you, Career is related to the contestant’s job. Physical Appearance covers anything physical from body shape, hairstyle, and even the contestant’s age. Compulsion is anything from a hobby to OCD that the contestant will obsess with. And last, Sexual Preference was related to the perfect partner the contestant will want to have, it is not limited to making her fall in love with the same gender as a lesbian, you can choose to make her find a woman as old as her granny as her sexual preference, or let her find ugly guys as the one she wanted to date the most for example.”

“Don’t give them ideas, Mike,” Irene commented.

Mike didn’t bother to respond to Irene, and continued his explanation, “I give you guys a few minutes to choose your pick and what to change for Irene, please do tell if you are done.”

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“I’m done.”

“I’m done.”

Both Carl and Christina said at almost the same time.

“I’ve my pick,” Michelle was the third to answer.

“Caitlin, are you done yet?” Mike asked Caitlin who had yet to say that she finished.

“Sorry Mike, I am distracted by some thought, but I’m finished picking my choice,” Caitlin replied.

“Alright, let’s see what we got for Irene!”

But before he announced the result, the light on the studio flickered, and then the light died out as a power outage happen.

“Oops…sorry, some of our staff is incompetence and let this unsightly accident happen,” It didn’t take more than a minute before the light back on.

“Let’s continue from what we left; what Irene gets is surprisingly four Sexual Preferences! Not only her helper but even Caitlin choose Sexual Preferences for our Irene here,” Mike said with a surprised look on his face.

“So, Irene, who do you want to choose?” Mike asked.

“Ugh…I don’t like this, Mike, it seems like an illusion of free choice to me,” Irene grumbled.

“Well, you still need to choose so the game can move,” Mike responded.

“I choose the one from Ms. Michelle then,” Irene finally settled her answer down.

She had narrowed her answer between Mrs. Christina and Michelle, the stranger bimbo. She stroked Caitlin out from her option as Caitlin seemed to look at her a little strange. And she didn’t want to pick anything Carl had in his hand. So, only the two were left, before she settled on betting her luck on Michelle because similar to Caitlin, she found the counselor’s gaze on her wasn’t right.

“Alright, Michelle, please tell us what you have in store for our dear Irene here?”

“What I choose for her is…Sexual Preference: Ugly Bastard,” Michelle answered with a plain flat voice.

“No way…this can’t be true! This is rigged!” Irene then noticed something was wrong, like how Michelle's voice was flat instead of answering with her high-pitched valley girl accent like when she introduced herself.

Irene looked at Mike with an angry gaze, “Mike, do you do this?”

“What do you mean? Rigged? I don’t understand what you talking about, our show was totally fair, you heard Michelle answer through her own mouth, how can the show rig that? You even don’t see me talking privately with her right?” Mike replied, there was no change of expression on his face as if he really didn’t know.

Mike’s rebuttal made Irene’s words stuck at the tips of her tongue. Yes, she didn’t any proof of how Mike did it, but she still had the chance to prove her suspicion

“I demand you to reveal what others had chosen, Mike! You did it with Caitlin, but why do you skip it for me?” Irene pushed her question.

“Yada yada, nosy bitch, just accept your fate,” Mike snapped his finger and the collars on Irene and Caitlin’s necks lit up.

The two quickly fell into a trance-like state as the collar did its magic and rewrote their history once more.

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Irene gradually regained her awareness and focus back, but she was a bit lost, she seemed to have forgotten about an important thing she couldn’t recall anymore.

She looked at Mike, the game host, and suddenly found herself upset and displeased.

“Anything wrong, Irene?” Mike noticed her gaze.

“No, nothing is wrong, I just feel a bit tired, Mike,” The young girl replied. She herself why she felt upset

“Just endure for a little while more, there is only a final stage left, and you can back home, oh I almost forgot to tell you that Carl said that he will visit you after the game end,” The handsome man said.

“Carl? Really?” Gone was her displeasure, Irene was feeling euphoric and enthusiastic after she heard that Carl would visit her after the show. She couldn’t wait to be railed by Carl.

People might feel that she was really a strange girl, she was pretty, smart, and kind, there were many attractive suitors chasing her love, but she felt almost no attraction to these handsome men or kind gentlemen, instead, she found someone who others thought as repulsive could make her pussy leaking like a broken faucet, but being ugly was only her first criterion, the more dastardly, misogynist, perverse they were, the more attracted and affectionate she would be.

Irene never thought there was anything wrong with this, it was in line with how other girls sometimes felt bad boy attractive and believed that she could tame him and change his personality to be better, the only difference was she wasn’t looking those attractive looking bad boys, but an ugly looking one with a heart as ugly as his outer appearance.

In this reality, she had a different demographic of fuck buddies, no longer she was being fuckbuddies with the teachers and principal, her fuck buddies were those thugs and hobos, but the only man she was romantically interested in was Carl.

In front of others, Irene was a genuinely kind girl, she often do charity for homeless people. She also no longer dressed as bold as before, but more conservatively with long dresses, but these dresses often were figure-hugging. When her peers were no longer put attention to her, when she was in front of those homeless or thugs, she would drop her dress when they demanded to show her ‘kindnesses’ toward them. A twisted form of ‘Kindness’ corrupted by lust and fetish.

In this reality, Millie didn’t have any reason to confront Irene as Irene not showing any flaws of a good girl in front of Caitlin’s daughter. And with that, Irene didn’t have any reason to bully her.

The reason she was on this show was no longer because Caitlin wanted to have a showdown against her, but because Irene knew Carl loved to watch this gameshow, so when she received an invitation to the show to be a participant, she jumped at the opportunity without much consideration.

Meanwhile, on Caitlin’s side, the MILF underwent a significant change in her appearance. But unexpectedly, her body didn’t look that underdeveloped, yes, she was shorter by a few inches from being 5’8’ to just 5’3’, but she made it up with higher heels. Her chest was shrunk to barely there A-cup, but she then got the biggest breast implant she could get, her tits were now a fake G-cup. Caitlin was now plastic surgery addicted as she fixed her underdeveloped child-like body figure with intensive plastic surgery instead of accepting her body as it was. She had lost her job as a judge, as she violated a lot of judge’s etiquette and code of conduct when she kept sculpting her body through plastic surgery.

Well, she didn’t care about being a judge anymore. It was just one of her gigs to get money through bribery. Ironically, she got an easier way to make money now, Caitlin was through and thorough gold digger. Her partner was mostly those rich businessmen or corrupt politicians, most of them were someone she met in court and bribed her before.

She mostly kept her relationship with her partner in open non-committed way. She didn’t like men romantically; she knew that deep down she was a lesbian. But well, as long as they paid her an enormous amount of money, she didn’t mind acting like their little lover. Caitlin was basically an expensive high-class whore by now.

Her daughter, Millie was an accident she got from one of her rich partners. Millie was a bastard child raised outside, hidden from the main rich household. Fortunately, the father was not that bad, and still gave Caitlin an enormous child fund to raise Millie as a proper lady. Her love for her daughter was inexistent as she didn’t have any interest in being a mom. She left the matter of nurturing to her babysitter and private teacher. Caitlin was not expecting that her daughter could grow up properly as an upright lady instead of going astray because of her lack of parental care. Caitlin even wondered how her babysitter and teachers taught her child. Well…who cares? her obligation is only to pay them enough money for nurturing Millie as her father demanded, Caitlin didn’t care much about the result.

Similar to Irene, her reason to be on the show was changing. It was one of her partners who asked her to join the show and he even paid a million dollars for her to agree. Who could refuse an easy million dollar?

But well, the show wasn’t as easy as she thought, it was tiring mentally, she should have demanded a higher price if she knew this show was like this! Fortunately, the other contestant was pleasant to the eyes. A young girl, similar in age to her daughter, her impression of the other contestant was that she was a good girl at first, but Caitlin knew that the other wasn’t a genuinely good girl because she represented ‘The Bad’ party of the game. A girl like that was totally her type because Caitlin felt they were the same kind of people.