A conversation

As the air cracked from Rose and Aurora vanishing, the six contestants looked at each other with a whole range of emotions. Olivia was the most calm out of everyone, her face still flushed with the arousal **** on her by her transformation. Each of the other girls were wide eyed, looking to either the scoreboard or each other.

Rebecca was the first to speak, grabbing a pillow and holding it to her breasts to try to hide their wide creamy expanse a little better.

“Ok…ok ok…this is….this is so messed up. We…we have to part of that trann…”

Rebecca clamped her jaw shut, cutting herself off before she could finish the insult and earn the negative points.

“We have to be part of Rose’s…Rose…fuck…part of Rose’s…”

Rebecca cursed, falling silent as she chewed over that apparently she couldn’t even deadname the season Mistress. Josephine put a hand on her shoulder and leaned forward, looking over at Delilah and Charlotte.

“Hey, you two. Are you really ok with this? That bitch picked us because she hates us, I get that. But why the fuck would she pick you two?”

Charlotte shook her head as Josephine spoke, her hands still exploring her ears and new large breasts, running over her pale and very soft skin.

“Rose didn’t hate you, she honestly just wanted Rebecca to leave her alone. I presume she felt the same way about you Josephine. Rose has always had so much empathy, I don’t see her picking any of us to suffer here.”

Josephine huffed, folding her arms and looking at Charlotte with distaste.

“Even assuming that’s true, what are we going to do. We could just refuse to play the game. We wouldn’t make very good tv then and…what’s her name?”

Ivy piped up, holding one hand to her stomach as a loud rumble came from her belly.

“Aurora, thats the name of the host…did you see the stitches she was covered in? What could have happened to her?”

Olivia shook her head, interjecting for the first time.

“I don’t believe not playing will be tolerated. Aurora mentioned ‘this’ season of Harem Hotel…that makes me think there might be other seasons and maybe other hosts. Hosts don’t run tv networks, I am extrapolating here, but I think if we chose not to play…we might be punished. We have all seen what was done to some of us…”

Olivia nods to Charlotte, her physical transformation obvious and then gestures to the three bully girls sat at the far end of the sofa.

“I dread to think what could happen if whoever controlled the show wanted to punish us truly rather than simply entertain an audience.”

The conversation went quiet for several minutes after Olivia spoke as the contestants took the time to process Olivia’s theory before the milf continued.

“By all means, don’t play the game Josephine. It would prove interesting to observe the results.”

Josephine stood up suddenly and made to start towards Olivia but Ivy and Rebecca grabbed her arms and pulled her back down to the sofa. Rebecca shook her head.

“We can fight each other for the entertainment of the audience or we can try to figure something out. These transformations…Delilah…if we insult the…the Mistress you need to punish us. What the fuck is that about?”

Delilah had stayed quiet for the most part, her eyes brimming with tears as she rubbed her hands up and down her newly reduced arms.

“I…when the transformation was given to me I saw that it was part of something called…Harem Enforcer? I think we need to find a Rulebook or something. And Aurora mentioned a shop?”

Josephine shot a poisonous glance at Olivia. Then she stood up and grabbed Rebecca and Ivy by the hands.

“Well thanks to being made to lick this bitch’s feet I’ve got a lot of BP to spend…I want to go see if there is something I can get…maybe something to escape the game. Small chances but at this point I’ll take that over having to cozy up to that…” Ivy dug her nails into Josephine’s arm and the redhead clenched her teeth. “..cozy up to Rose.”

Without further discussion, Josephine dragged Rebecca and Ivy out of the room by the hands to explore, starting to discuss quietly with Rebecca, Ivy glancing over her shoulder with regret etched on her face.

Charlotte twirled a little, a smile playing about her lips as she moved her new body around. Looking up at Delilah, Charlotte wiped the smile off her face. She spoke in a small voice, hesitant

“Ok…we both hurt Rose…without meaning to. Neither of us wanted to hurt her…maybe we can use that. Do you think?”

Delilah settled on the floor, then set her jaw stubbornly and got down on the ground, starting to do push-ups as rapidly as she could make her body do them. Grunting out a sentence between her breaths

“Yeah…maybe. We didn’t part…on good terms. I do regret how our relationship ended. We have a challenge first though?”

Olivia broke into the conversation then, one hand absently rubbing between her legs.

“Yes…the first challenge is tomorrow afternoon. I intend to be proactive and scout out this entire building, the two of you are welcome to join me.”

Olivia got up, snatching her hand away from her crotch. Delilah and Charlotte looked at each other and nodded, the three women making their way out of the sitting room through a different doorway than the one the bullies left through.