If you ever feel alone and the glare makes me hard to find

In the span of a couple seconds, the three girls in the Hall of Mirrors had completely transformed.

But, not just in the physical sense.

“Hmmm…” Morgana stretched, and checked out her appearance in the mirror. “Oh, yes… this will do nicely,” she purred, placing a hand on her hip and taking a look at all the different poses she could make with her body. She quite enjoyed her current appearance.

She wasn’t the only one.

“Oh gosh!” Gina stared in wide-eyed amazement. “Look at me! I’m so cute!” She giggled cheerfully. “I love this!”

She did a little twirl, making her dress flare up around her. But not TOO high. She didn’t want to be all nasty and slutty- not like she was in the past.

Gina still remembered her old self. How nasty and trashy she was. It was strange though, that past version of her couldn’t hold a firm grip in the blonde’s mind. It was like thinking about how you used to act in a dream. It wasn’t exactly real, even though Gina knew as an objective fact that was the person she used to be. It was like something was stopping her from integrating that into her perception of reality.

Which, to be honest, was completely fine.

Gina knew in her heart that she wasn’t that person. She was good and pure! She didn’t have all those tattoos! She always brushed her hair in the morning and her teeth at night, made sure to take daily showers, and laundered her clothes so they wouldn’t have any wrinkles.

She was a good girl, just like her parents had raised her to be.

“Gina. Is that you?”

Gina turned on her heel and her eyes widened when she saw the woman standing in front of her. It was Dawn, though not the Dawn that she remembered. The cat girl had completely changed- she was tall, almost statuesque, and instead of gazing at her with an expression of rational concern and disappointment, her look seemed… strange.

It didn’t matter to Gina, though, she was happy to see her.

“Wow!” Gina practically flounced over to Dawn, her eyes shining. “You look amazing! So you managed to find a mirror that changed you, huh?”

“I suppose so,” Dawn said, extending her arm out from her body and then curling it inwards. Like Gina, she had a hard time associating the petite thing she’d used to be with the sexy, womanly figure she had now. She knew it was objective fact, but…

Did that really matter?

“I, like, totally love being so cute and girly!” Gina squealed. “Don’t you think I’m just so adorable?”

Dawn’s eyes raked over Gina’s body with a careful discerning gaze. She smiled a catlike smile, her slitted eyes sparkling.

“You are quite cute,” the cat girl agreed, her tail swishing behind her. “Now, the only question is what happened to Morgana?”

“I’m right here.”

Both women turned to see Morgana stroll up to them with a clack of her high-heeled boots. She had grown a few inches herself, and her face had a more angular, adult quality to it. Her crimson eyes glittered dangerously, and for a second Gina thought she was being eyed up by a predator.

The goth ignored Dawn and went straight for Gina like a shark smelling blood in the water.

“My, my,” Morgana purred, running her fingers along Gina’s cheek. “Look at you, so clean and pure… it’s like you’re an innocent maiden again, hmm?”

“I-I am innocent,” Gina said, stepping away. Suddenly she felt very lost and scared. She knew that the old Gina wouldn’t have been intimidated by someone so imposing, heck, she might even be pleased by the attention.

But that wasn’t who she was. Who she was was a young woman who didn’t know how to handle someone so overtly sexual approaching her.

“Shh, shh, don’t run away,” Morgana cooed. She closed the distance between the two of them again, practically pressing her face right up into Gina’s. “Just let this happen. You want this.”

Gina really didn’t. But something about the goth’s bewitching voice just made her nethers so moist with arousal she couldn’t help herself.

Morgana **** her tongue down Gina’s throat, and the poor little innocent submissive had no recourse but to capitulate. She looked desperately over to where Dawn had been standing, frantic for help as Morgana mashed their lips together.

But Dawn was nowhere to be seen.

“Hmm hmm hmm…” Dawn hummed, strolling through the amusement park with a skip in her step. She enjoyed the feeling of the open air running across her furry tail, it just got her so jazzed up!

In the back of her mind, the old Dawn was well aware that Gina was probably not going to be having a good time with Morgana. Maybe the old her would have stepped in and done something about it, tried to put a stop to things.

But why should she care about that?

Old Dawn was boring. She so dumb and mature and always focused on doing the “right” thing or the “smart” thing. And yet her body was as immature as a child’s! What a hilarious contrast! It made Dawn want to laugh, looking back at it now.

She stopped in front of a mirror; this was a regular one, in the park, not one of the magic ones. A smile touched her lips as she checked out her appearance, posing slightly. She arched her back a little to emphasize her midriff, and grinned as she saw her breasts bounce.

Oh yeah. She could work with this.

“I can’t believe I had a scrawny body once upon a time,” Dawn said, shaking her head. She just couldn’t correlate that with what she saw in the mirror right now. “This is definitely better. Oh yeah… I can get a lot of mileage out of this…”

She licked her lips and laughed playfully, eager to take her new body out for a test drive.

Dakota sat back in her chair with an amused smile on her face as she looked at what was going on in the Amusement Park. She was delighted. It made the sting of what had happened yesterday hurt a little less, seeing the girls undergo all-new transformations.

“Fools,” she scoffed, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. “Did they really think the mirrors would stop at just physical transformations? Of course not. That would snap the game in half if that was the case. Although… perhaps I should have put up a warning sign…”

She laughed at her own sick joke. A warning sign? Why on earth, or this island’s dimension, would she do something like that? The whole point of giving Dani and Nick those tantalizing superficial transformations was to encourage more people to use the mirrors without considering the risk. Now she could see just how much entertainment the audience could get out of this.

As Morgana pushed Gina down and began to administer some spankings, Dakota wondered if maybe it would have been good to alter her sexuality as well, so she could assert some dominance over Gina in that manner as well. But she’d ultimately decided against it. Things could only get so **** and distasteful before Nick accused her of crossing the line again.

Though she doubted his reaction would be as pleasant as that of the audience.

“Whoa. So they all changed?!”

“Dommy Goth Mommy”

“#MorganaCoven eating good today”

“Sounds more like Gina’s the one who’s gonna be doing the eating if you catch my drift”

“Dawn is so sexy now! But still no collar! WHYYYY #CollarForDawn #DawnPosse”

“Too bad the transformations will wear off before Nick comes back, I want to see his reaction to new Dawn.”

“New Dawn would eat him alive #NewDawn”

“ROSEGARDEN SUPREMACY! ROSE BEST GIRL!”

“This is gonna be the whole thing now huh”

“Can’t blame ‘em Rose had a killer date #RoseGarden”

“Wait I’m confused if this is happening at the same time as Nick and Rose’s date in Paris then how are we seeing this right now? It’s technically still morning so shouldn’t that mean we’ve barely seen any of it? what even happens I don’t get it”

“Nerd”

“Shut up nerd”

“Don’t bring logic into this #FucksDon’tCareAboutYourFacts”

“Timey-wimey”

“#MST3KMantra”

“I just want Nick and Rose to get married now it’s all I want #RoseGarden”

“Rose started as my least favorite but now she’s the best #RoseGarden”

“Lol fair-weather Rose stans trying to climb onto the ship, while we the real ones have been here from the start #HotTub #RoseIsForRosemary”

“Do I count? I didn’t start watching until after Round 3 began”

“Man Morgana really became Dakota 2.0 huh”

“She gonna dom Gina hardcore”

“DomMorgana x Nick when”

“Well she clearly got a dream telling her to do this to make him happy, sounds to me like she’s obligated to start domming”

“The only one capable of defeating Dommy Goth Mommy is the true Dommy Mommy #AmeliaWhen”

“Mary will purify her darkness with hugs and sparkles #ChurchOfMary”

“Morgana about to throw the whole meta off balance”

“This is kind of like when Kim got a transformation that temporarily changed her personality, but I don’t think she **** anybody”

“Is it really **** if it’s not the real person and it’s just a transformed persona”

“If these personas aren’t the real people then does that mean when the transformations wear off it’s like they died?”

“…”

“…”

“Boner dead now thanks.”

“Well, my boner is harder than ever before.”

“My lady boner is also very active right now.”

“I just want a happy ending dman it ! We got somuch wholesometness I can’t deven type straight I’m so mad!!”

“^ Bro typing with one hand lol”

“I thought Dawn was the smart one why did she think using those mirrors wouldn’t have consequences lmao”

“She is the smart one she booked it right before Morgana got all 50 Shades of Goth”

“Shotgun that idea for a movie”

“Ooh nice a dude signs a sub contract with a dommy goth business lady”

“50 Shades of Black”

“Okay take your bets folks is Dani going to sleep with any of these transformed girls”

“No way she knows they’re brainwashed she would never #DaniCrew”

“Yeah Dani has higher standards than that”

“Morgana’s horny voice laughs at your standards”

“Assuming Morgana wants sex lmao look at Gina. I think she just likes control”

“Oh like a ****”

“You can’t **** someone who was never truly unraped”

“That doesn’t even make sense”

“Hot though”

“Yes this is very hot”

“I wanna know what Dawn is up to. She seems more fun.”

“Ahh… well, what do you think my pet?” Morgana purred, her skin positively glowing. She was overcome with arousal from all the spankings she’d delivered to Gina’s cute and squishy rear, and had worked herself up to several orgasms just from delivering her swift justice.

In spite of that, she had zero intention of having sex with Gina. She was for Nick, after all. They all were. Not that he deserved them. No, seeing the girl squirm beneath her feet was more than enough.

Morgana licked her black lips as Gina picked herself up off the ground. Her hips were shaking and her cheeks were flushed.

“M-mistress-!” She gasped, staring up at Morgana with hearts in her eyes.

Gina was a good, sweet, innocent girl, and at her core, she was still every bit as submissive as the original.

Frankly, she never stood a chance.

Morgana shivered as the word “mistress” rang in her ears. It sounded so delicious, so… right.

Yes. She was a mistress. She deserved to be treated as such. She was a goth queen, oozing sensual sexiness. The only people who deserved to lay a finger on her were those who were most worthy, everyone else was little more than a fly undeserving of licking the grime from her boots.

Maybe, through servicing her, they would prove their worth. But that would take quite some time. She thought about Nick, and snorted, rolling her eyes.

He was out of her league. He wasn’t deserving of this harem of weak, impressionable little sniveling rats, any more than those girls were deserving of her.

But that could change. Once she got her hands on him, she would mold him into a proper little studhorse. Once she made him hers, she would ration out his cock only to those girls who showed her the proper deference and devotion to her as the queen of the harem… her harem.

Winning the competition would be a mere formality at that point.

The idea that these transformations were temporary and would wear off in less than 12 hours never even crossed her mind. All she could focus on was being the domineering goth mistress that she was born to be.

And she did it with pride.

“Come, pet,” she offhandedly ordered Gina, interested in seeing if her new servant would comply. Gina moved to do so, and rose to her feet.

Morgana couldn’t have that.

She grabbed Gina by the collar of her dress and yanked her down, sending her back to the floor. Then she dug her foot into the small of her back, forcing her to kneel.

“Did I say you could stand?” She demanded. Her voice was cool and calm and even. Only the inexperienced and weak “doms” ever needed to raise their voice or shout. It demonstrated their insecurity in their ability to dominate.

A true queen didn’t need to get angry or upset. She didn’t need to project her power onto others to prove her superiority; she was always in control. The people around her just hadn’t realized that yet.

But they would.

“N-no, mistress…” Gina said, shaking her head quickly. “But my dress will get dirty...” She quickly moved to adjust it, so she was bare-kneed on the ground and the skirt was hitched up. Morgana was fine with that, since it exposed her juicy rear end.

Morgana smirked. “I like that initiative. If you’re a good girl, you may earn the right to walk on two legs again, pet,” she purred. “But until then, I think you’re much better on your hands and knees, where I can fully admire your assets.”

Like a farmer inspecting the haunches of his cattle, Morgana reached down and caressed Gina’s buttocks and hips. She smiled at the wince she felt run through the other girl- clearly, Gina still felt sore from their earlier discipline session.

“You have such pretty, flawless skin now,” Morgana cooed, rolling up her dress to expose her red behind. No more panties for pets. “Perhaps we should get you a tattoo of some kind, like you used to have. Something that will let everyone know you’re mine now. What do you say? Would you like that, pet?”

“Yes mistress!” Gina’s heart skipped a beat in delight. Every word that passed Morgana’s midnight-colored lips was like ambrosia to her ears. “That would be lovely!”

Morgana smiled. “Then we’ve got a wonderful day ahead of us.”

Leading Gina behind her like she was walking a pet dog on an invisible leash, Morgana sauntered back into the maze, swinging her hips like the practiced seductress she’d been transformed into.

Kim hummed to herself as she prepared the stock for today. It had been a pretty slow say so far, but that was fine. She’d had a nice night.

She still couldn’t believe that Nick had actually been turned into a girl! Hopefully the transformation had worn off. She couldn’t know, because by the time she’d woken up that morning he’d been whisked away, off to the romantic dream date with Rose.

“I hope they’re having a nice time,” she said out loud, reaching up to slide a pair of lacy underwear up onto the shelf. “Rose tries so hard, she really deserves to have a bit of positivity every once in a while.

As far as Kim was concerned, Rose was just like her. A poor girl who had a hunger for the good life, and was head over heels for one Nick Reynolds.

She couldn’t wait to get all the juicy details from the blonde when she came back from her date. It would certainly make things amusing, that was for sure.

Hopefully Nick’s penis had grown back. She could just imagine Rose moaning in French as she was pleasured by it.

Honestly? Kim was starting to get a little worked up herself.

I wonder, if he hadn’t turned into a girl, would we have gone all the way last night? Kim stroked her chin thoughtfully, not even really paying that much attention to the shelf she was staring at. Her mind was lost in thoughts about Nick. We’ve done a lot of stuff together… but actual sex is just about the only line we haven’t really crossed. It’s not like I’m opposed to it, so maybe we would have? Or maybe like Rose, I wanted to get the moment right… it’s really hard to say.

Kim had certainly changed a lot since coming here. Not as much as some other girls, but at least in her case the changes she’d gone through weren’t caused by a transformation. More like she was finally stretching her wings and letting herself pursue her desires for the first time.

Ring!

The door swung open and Kim turned to greet her incoming customer. And on the topic of changes, she had to do a double-take when she saw who had just walked inside.

It was Dawn… only it wasn’t. The cat girl was tall and sleek, with womanly curves and tight clothes that clung to her frame in order to show them off.

“Hey there, Kim,” Dawn greeted her with a catty grin, slinking into the store. Her tail swished behind her and her eyes glistened with excitement. “I’d like to talk with you about maybe making a purchase? Oh… but the children’s section won’t be necessary today.”

Kim gulped. There was something about Dawn that was off. And not just in a physical sense.

Her voice cracked a little as she addressed the cat girl. “W-wow,” she stammered. “Dawn, you look really… yeah. Wow.”

“Do you like it?” Dawn preened, holding up her head and patting her shorter hair. “I tried out a new look. Sort of like you did, only I went for a little bit more than just a haircut.”

“You used those mirrors, right?” Kim asked, leaning in close. She seemed intrigued. She’d considered doing that herself, but hadn’t actually pulled the trigger yet. “How does it feel?”

Dawn flashed a smile that showed her pointed teeth. She actually had slight fangs like a cat now. “It feels just great,” she purred. “Let me show you.”

Before Kim could respond, Dawn closed the distance between the two of them like a pouncing tiger. She took Kim’s hand into hers, and brought it up to her breast.

“Doesn’t that feel great?” Dawn whispered into Kim’s ear, and Kim felt her heart accelerate. She couldn’t possibly be aware of it, but the boutique was being pumped full of feline heat hormones and she was getting a big old whiff of them.

Kim was pretty sure that she was straight. Like, 99% sure.

…Or maybe that was closer to 95%.

94%... 93%... okay, fine 92%!

…90% she was definitely 90% sure she was straight, and not attracted to sexy cat girls in the least!

…85%.