No, again one incorrect answer.

"Ba-da-da-daaaa!" the music flared through the room, the spotlights turned from white to red to pink, and moderator Frank Trustworthy shouted: "We're at half time, and our contestant today, the lovely Phuong, has delivered an impressive performance tonight. Three almost flawless rounds!"

Phuong's jaws were tight. What Frank called "impressive" was still below her objective target. One mistake in the second round, which had brought upon her this troublesome complication of heightened arousal and intruding sexual thoughts (not to mention the unwanted set of new piercings). And now a second lapse.

You always knew this could happen, she told herself. She had been aware before she signed the contracts that she probably would not come out of this totally unchanged. She had just hoped it didn't happen so early...

"Please draw a card!" Frank prompted her.

Phuong took a deep breath and chose a card among the five options.

"Double Slutification of clothes" - the pink neon board behind her flashed.

"Aaah, another fan favourite!" Frank exclaimed. Is it time the audience will catch a glimpse of what you have under those burgundy business trousers and your modest violet blouse? Phuong took a few seconds to contemplate. The "slutification" transformation would not only magically (and often quite creatively) shorten her clothes and change clothing style for tonight... it would also somehow alter her brain and her preferences into dressing more daringly. Bare shoulders, revealing cleavage, a glimpse on her underwear, a preference for sexy stockings - those kind of things. There were several stages, and each one would intensify this behaviour. Phuong could probably have accepted the first step, but the "double" card meant that she'd almost certainly dressed and looked like a hooker, with micro skirt and fishnet stockings.

In fact, the "double" card made it easier to discard it against two new cards - it was basically two transformations wrapped in one. Then again, of course, drawing two cards without safety net could have dire consequences. With all of her fear that the deck of cards and the odds were stacked against her and manipulated, she had actually gotten off lightly.

Do it, the tiny voice inside her head whispered. You'll look hot and sexy and you can seduce men and... mmmmh... cocks! Big, huge cocks! NO. STOP. STOP, she screamed internally, trying to push back the unwanted intrusion of lustful thoughts. The "Lust induction" turned out to be a major annoyance not only during the question round but also about keeping a level head when she decided about accepting or rejecting a transformation card.

Then again, it was pretty simple, right: She was a business woman, a successfull one. Her job was to manage, organize and lead a business. She couldn't afford walking around in slutty clothes. It would seriously hamper her daily life. Her company. Her ambitions. Nobody would take her serious anymore. No client, no customer, not even her co-workers. She shouldn't take that card.

Shouldn't. Phuong closed her eyes and felt her pulse quickening. Her face was still flushed. She was still horny. Just give in to your desires, the tiny voice whispered. Just embrace it. You know you want it...