Jenny's Date (Part Two)

Jenny was practically drooling as Bruce showed her the game room. “Seriously! How is this fair? I have to play Putt-Putt to get into my room where all the art is designed to humiliate me and you get the most glorious game collection known to humankind! I want to move up here.”

Bruce smirked. “So you want to move in with me?”

“Shut up” Jenny growled. “Let's just play.”

“Well, what will it be?” Bruce asked. “Pick your poison.”

“Mario Kart 8” she declared. “I want **** for the tourney now that Sylvia isn't around to save you with that blue shell.”

Bruce shook his head with a smile as he booted up the game. “I should have known that would be your pick. You are the living definition of the word stubborn.”

Akane wandered the halls of the hotel. Alex said there was a room with all of our transformations listed. Finding that could be useful. I may not socialize well but that doesn't mean I'm just going to roll over and lose. If I just look at this as a game then maybe I can bring out my competitive side.

Finally finding the room she was looking for Akane entered with the intent of memorizing everyone's transformations. Looking down the lists she paused as she read Jenny's transformations. Wait. I knew she had the most but I thought it was 3 not 4. Pinocchio Tits? Where did that come from?

Looking down the other lists to see if there was anything else different her eyes bugged out when she got to Bruce's list. Just One More Game? A hidden transformation every round? That can't be good. I need to go tell Nikki. Leaving the room Akane began her journey back to her own room where hopefully her roommate would have returned by now.

Lydia put the finishing touches on cleaning up her room. Finally. Thanks to the thing with Candy everything took much longer than I originally intended. Time to go collect my pay.

Leaving the room she made her way to reception where the smiling receptionist waited for her. “I see you've finished your task. Both of them in fact. Wonderful.”

“That's right. Now I would like you to keep your end of the bargain and pay me what you owe.”

“My pleasure.”

Lydia: 0 + 3000 = 3000 BP

“Do you have a specific plan for that BP or are you just trying to amass some for now?” Nana asked.

“Not that it's any of your business but for now I'm just trying to save up all I can because I know how valuable BP can be for getting ahead in this game.”

“Well after that performance from earlier if I have anymore fun jobs come up you'll be the first one I go to. I absolutely loved watching you work.”

“Good to know. I'm glad to have earned your favor.” Lydia turned to walk away before stopping and turning back to Nana. “I almost forgot. I would like my regular clothes back now.”

“Oh, don't worry about that. I put them in your closet when I changed you. You can keep the maid outfit as a bonus for such a job well done.”

“Great. Just what I've always wanted” Lydia said sarcastically before leaving.

“No no no no no no no” Jenny repeated as she desperately tried to dodge the red shell headed her way. A futile effort as it crashed into her Bowser sending her spinning out all the same. Bruce passed her and crossed the finish line cementing her loss.

As her turned to taunt her he was confused to see her hunched over instead of her usual dramatic flailing or ranting. _Unusual behavior for Jenny after a loss. _Looking closer he noticed that she had her legs squeezed closely together. Ah. That's right. One of her transformations is supposed to make losing to me more pleasurable. “Feeling alright there Jenny?”

“I'm just fine” she growled. This time he caught it. As soon as she finished her sentence her chest slightly grew. It doesn't grow by much each time but if I keep pushing I wonder how big I can get her by the end of the night.

“Well don't feel too bad. You have all night to try to get a win on me. It really is amazing how you always manage to lose. You really are quite good.”

“It doesn't matter how good I am if I can't ever win now does it? Stop bragging and load up the next race. It's your turn to pick the track.”

Bruce thought to himself as he looked over the track options. Which track will get the best reaction from her? Scrolling over one Bruce smirked maliciously. Perfect.

“BABY PARK? Why would you pick Baby Park? There's no skill involved at all. It's a terrible track that relies purely on luck.”

“I thought it was a nice choice. Since you can never win in contests of skill I thought I'd throw you a bone and give you a completely luck based option.” Bruce's smirk grew bigger. “It's not like you have horrible luck or anything” he said his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“There is absolutely nothing wrong with my luck.”

Bruce noticed a slight growth to her chest. So either it counts even when she doesn't know she's lying or Jenny is fully aware of how awful her luck is. Either way this should be fun. As the race started Bruce decided to bait her again. “So you really don't care that your in last place in the competition?”

“I said I didn't care so that means I don't care. Now focus on the race so you can't make excuses when I beat you.” Bruce smiled as he saw he chest grow again. Too easy.