Same Results, Different Meanings, life is beautiful that way!

“Oooooh fuck that was good.” Horacio winced as he fell into his chair. The whole harem grumbled in agreement, that bbq was delicious, and they were all filled to the brim.

“Was that magic?” Laura sighed, laying out on her throne.

“No.” Lana burped. “It’s Texas.” During the commercial, she’d been gifted a ‘ I <3 Chicago’ that came down to her ass. Good on her word, she’d unzipped her mask and revealed a beautiful young woman with short black hair mixed with blue streaks.

Once they were all settled in and sleepy, Sky came out. "Who-ee ya'll we got a cracker of a result for yew."

"Am I going to be a dorse?" Chance gulped from his chair. "Just give it to me straight."

"If we abide by the audience yes." Sky smiled, good natured as ever.

"I like that if." Horatio said hopefully.

Sky looked about and rubbed the back of her head, that clueless bumpking geasture again. "I guess it's time for another reveal. The results of the poll demand a 100% decrease in the amount of dick represented in this harem.”

There was a general deflation amidst the harem. A de-dickoning is not how they imagined this day going.

“But as host I am allowed to veto three votes a round, because as a cabal of mind controlling perverts, my bosses are inherently skeptical of democracy.”

Chance sat up. “So three of us are getting saved.”

“Up to three.” Sky corrected. Then with a twirl she pointed to the screen that hung over the stage. “And I know you’re eager to find out who!!!”

Jacob squirmed in his seat. The anticipation of what he would get had all but been sucked out of the room. All there was left now was anxiety, and that most dreadful of all emotions: hope.

“We’ll start with the biker.”

Matt didn’t flinch, he just stared Sky down daring her to work whatever magic she had in store for him, and be done with it.

“I’m working my first veto on you. Instead of becoming a girl, you’re getting Bunny Boy!” She theatrically spat off stage, and the corresponding ringing sound made Matt cover his ears.

Jacob looked on with a morbid curiosity, as black fluff started to sprout from between the tough guy’s finger. the fluff jumped up like corn stocks and in a moment were tall bunny ears.

“Ah fuck.” Matt Grunted, and reached up to touch them. They twitched with sensitivity and he couldn’t hold them for long, the feel of a new body part was just too much. “Ah you fucks.” He danced and grabbed at his ass like he was trying to pick a wedgie. Eventually he pulled out a knife and cut a patch out of the ass of his jeans, only to pull a fuzzy little rabbit tail out.

“Aww shucks!” Sky snapped her fingers. “I was hoping’ that would get you out of your britches!”

“He’s so cute!” Laura squeed. “Can I touch your ears?”

Matt flicked his knife at her. “Try it.”

“Hey now.” Sky warned. “The knife is only cool when you’re not threatening to hurt people with it.

“Whatever.” He flicked it closed, and stowed it in his ripped up jeans. “Are we all happy?.” He held his arms out and spun around to give everyone a good look at his twitching rabbit ears, and fuzzy bunny bun.

His ears were slanted forward, the body language for bunny furries was only in its fledgling stages, but the group interpreted it as any angry expression.

“I know I am!” Sky beamed and pointed to Laura. “And you’ve got your mistress blushing! Congrats Matt.”

“Hmph.” He leaned back against his back, shifting for a moment to adjust for the presence of his tail.

“Next up!” Sky held a finger gun up to Jacob. He flinched. It might as well have been loaded with real lead. Though Matt’s transformation hadn’t been to bad, he didn’t want any of it. He was a picker, the smallest bump on his skin and he wouldn’t stop until it was a bloody crater. He’d pick a tail right off, god knows what he’d do with a vagina. “I wanted to make you her clone, the audience wants it too, but I don’t know. It just doesn’t feel right so I’m vetoing it.”

“Yeah!” It’s the most enthusiasm Jacob had shown. One of the lucky three.

“You’re gonna big a big bro, big bro!” Sky spit and the ringing sound it made reverberated in his body.

“Woah.” Suddenly all of his clothing felt tight. His pants rose up his legs until they were high waters. The buttons on his shirt popped one by one until they revealed abs. His muscles felt soothed a pleasant thrumming massaged them as they grew and devoured fat with ruthless abandon.

“Wow.” The newly clothed Lana licked her lips at what she saw. Two meters of pure hunk, not bulky either. Not at all the red faces grunting monster from porn. This was movie star buff, marvel buff.

“How do you feel.”

Despite himself Jacob was raging with confidence and energy. In a bout of pride he ripped his shirt right off, and the audience cheered. “I feel great, this is just what I wanted.”

——-

Chance

Not feeling lucky

“Good thing he’s her brother. On any other dating show he’d be the biggest threat.

——-

Sky sent a cloud white smile in Laura’s direction. “What do you think little sis?”

“Eww.” Laura covered her eyes. “As if, there’s nothing you could do to him that would make him appealing.”

“That’s actually good to hear!” Jacob laughed. A part of him was scared Sky was right, and that Laura would actually be into this stuff. He wasn’t a fool, he knew some of the stuff she was into was weird, not dorse weird, but here we are.

“Horacio you’re next bud, and I’m using my last veto on yew!”

“Fuck!” Chance and the twins all stood up. “The first three?”

Sky laughed dimly. “That’s somethin’ huh? Horacio we’re hitchin’ yew up with a nice manly musk.”

“The rapey one?” Horacio sighed, not at all aware that his chances of scoring with this crew had increased significantly.

“It’s not rapey!” Sky gasped. “It’s….coercive.”

“Woooonderful.” He took a whiff of himself to see if he could detect any change, but came up with nothing. Sky didn’t strike him as subtle. He was past unbelieving at this point and was sure that soon enough he’d notice the effects.

Jacob unconsciously scooted a little bit farther from Horacio, just in case.

“Onto the ladies! Gwennie yur up, and I think yer gonna like it. Mind telling us the university you went to?”

Gwendolyn blinked a moment before swelling with pride. “Why Bimbo U of course, home of the bouncing bimbos!” She gasped and covered her mouth, before squealing between her fingers. “That’s so cool!”

“Oh come on.” Jacob sighed. “You’re excited?”

“Wow this is crazy!” The redhead looked around like she was seeing visions. “I know that’s wrong, but like I remember going there so hard!”

“What was the hardest class at Bimbo U?”Laura asked with a tinge of excitement.

“Blowjob class for sure!” Gwendolyn laughed, not really believing that she’d ever taken such a class. “Sure all the other girls loved it, but uh, it wasn’t to my taste let’s say.” She was happy as a clam. “Wow this is just endless gooning material.”

“We’ll have to talk later.” Laura said, wondering if the memories in her head at all matched the comic she’d created.

“It’s a date.” Gwendolyn winked.

Titillated cat calls from the audience showed clear approval for this plan. It instantly shoved Laura right back into her shell. Not the best with crowds.

“Best look out for the female of the species, ya’ll!” Sky chuckled and turned her sights to Lana. “I so badly wanted to drape yew in fur, but the audience has spoken. They want to see you limber up, so go on and give ‘er a try.”

Lana was happy to obey. That sure as hell beat the other two options. She didn’t quite know what her being a cartoon character would involve but this at least was bareable.

“Let’s give it a go.” She sighed and held her hands up over her head and started to bend them backwards. “Oh woah.” Her shoulders offered no resistance after a gentle push. Her arms went back and back and back until her hands were touching her back. “No no no, that’s so freaky!” She stopped pushing and let her arms spring back. Then she grabbed an ankle and threw her leg over her head without a sweat. “Holy shit.”

“Awesome.” Even Jacob had to admit the allure. Imagine just grabbing those ankles and fucking her with her feet all the way over her head.

Lana was looking to explore more, but noticed that all leers were on her. She huffed and put her foot down. “I at least ask for tips if I’m giving a free show.”

Sky giggled. “You’ll have plenty of time for the test drive when you’re on the road. We’re moving it along folks and hitting Chance. I’m using quite a bit of magic just to keep him in his chair so let’s put him out of his misery, or should I say, Her Misery!”

And then just like that, Chance was a girl. He crossed his legs totally at ease with the body he now found himself operating. It felt so natural he at first didn’t even notice, until he looked down and found breasts pushing at the front of his shirt. “Aw fuck.” He didn’t even recognize the voice.

The woman in his place was a smart looking thing. Now ill fitted to the suit but none the less tall. Her hair was done in stylish Bantu Knots, her eyes were the same intelligent windows Chance had had. Gwendolyn shifted in her seat pleasantly surprised by the transformation, Sky had good taste, she'd giver her that.

"Are you okay?" Horacio asked cautiously.

"It's gone." Chance stage whispered and closed his eyes, compelling himself to wake up from this nightmare.

"Hey, let's share the love huh?" Sky offered and turned towards the twins.

"Nooooo!" Deacon made a run for the edge of the stage.

Sky hooted. "We got a live one!" A lasso appeared in her hands, and very soon it when flying around Deacon's ankles. He hitched, fell forward and the fall knocked all the man out of him. He was still cuffed to Derrick so his twin was tugged out of his chair as well and met the same fate on the floor.

"Ooooh." Matt and Jacob shared the reaction. That looked like it hurt.

"I gotta say improvements all around." Gwendolyn admired the two red heads that'd joined her on stage. The Brothers, now sisters were a fine young pair. Where Chance had kept his regal and cool look, the twins were both boyish and young looking, helped out by the pixie cut they both shared now. She was so bold as to get up from her seat to admire the two, looking at them like real pieces of meat. "Mmmm mmm I can just see myself squished between you two." She grinned, and reached out to touch Derrick's hair.

"She scares me." Laura whispered to her brother.

"She's definitely got a screw loose." He agreed.

"Hey back off." Derrick rolled over, agile as if the body had always been his. He scooted over to help Deacon up, who would have been crying if not for the magic of the show. No tears this early, not for something as petty as the loss of one's sex. "You okay?"

Deacon shook his head. "What did you get me into?"

"Stop it." Derrick huffed. "I did not ask for this." He paused. "Okay the girl thing I kind of did ask for, but everything else..."

"Just shut up." Deacon got himself to his feet, his chili's uniform nearly sliding off his petite form.

"Trouble brewing between the Brothers Blackburn." Sky whispered to the camera, a look of glee on her face. "I hope they manage to work it out, I'm sure a good family road trip is just what they need."

"You know." Lana spoke up. "If you wanted to keep the most amount of dicks you could, you should have used a veto on them." Deacon's pain must have sparked some kind of sympathy within her.

"Now now." Sky said. "Let's not go treating them like they're separate people."

"Wow." Lana was without words. "You're a real piece of work, you know that? I oughtta strangle you like an anaconda." She wiggled her arms like noodles.

"Good luck Sug, I don't gotta breath." She turned her attention to Abendigo. "Last but not least, ready to meet your maker?"

Abendago smiled gamely. "Hey, can't be any worse than what she's already subjected me to."

"I don't know, our audience can get pretty twisted. Obviously the majority of folks wanted to fem you up in some way, but with so many options to choose from, I think we're going to take it easy on you to start Benny. Your trait is going to be... Aw shucks... I cain’t say this..." She looked around the set. "Sands can you help me out?”

Jacob glared at the cool cat who'd kidnapped him. The blonde swaggered up on stage, without a care in the world. "You got it sis." He peered over his aviators and gave Abendigo a wink. "What my prudish sister was trying to say is that your trait is called. The Slutification Field. Anyone within twenty feet of you will get progressively more slutty. Players and the mistress are immune to this, but I'm sure you can think of something fun to do with this."

Abendigo looked surprised. "Wow." He laughed. "You mean I'll be the one transforming other people? This is going to be a trip!"

"You're into it?" Laura looked wounded. "But you're supposed to be a sweet boy."

Abendigo met her wounded look with one of his own. "Well I dont' know what I'm supposed to be, you usually just use me as fetish material. In this world it's transform or be transformed."

"Well that's dire." said Jacob.

Matt lit up a cigarette. "Didn't expect enui from the drawing."

"Well that go em' talking!" Sky said excitedly to her brother.

Sands nodded. "I'll just say what everyone is thinking. This is going really well."

"You think? I'm just worried that maybe we don't have any showstoppers to start with."

"You're doing great. We got a bunny boy, and beffcake, people are going to be talking."

"Yeah but two of the changes are the same..."

"Hey babe." Sands grabbed his sister's shoulders. "You're doing great, it's going to be a great season. If Hotel Talk was still around, you'd have a seat on it tonight for sure."

"Thanks." Sky squeed and hugged her brother.

Jacob and Laura could only look at their twisted reflection fondle and grope each other on stage, as everyone cruised through an anxiety attack.

"Jacob?"

"Yeah?"

"We are so fucked."