Week One Wrap-Up, Part 5: Transformation Results, Part 1

Tyalangan

“And we’re back.”

Mona stumbles as she hears the words, “Whoa, that was fast.”

“By all of your perspectives, yes.”

Jenny shouts out, “That’s kind of normal on the show.”

Mona has taken a seat and takes a bite of her sandwich. After chewing, she asks, “So, what now?”

Tyalangan leans forward. “A few notes, then we will start to handle the transformations. First, room assignments for the ‘week.’ In the Spring Room, we will have Craig and Ootah.”

Ootah grunts and Craig snarls. Not breaking eye contact with the gnoll, she asks the Host, “May I ask why?”

“Because Kevin roomed with him last time and you are the only other one I think Craig won’t mess with.”

Another grunt and growl, then Ootah shrugs, “That seems fair.”

Tyalangan continues, “The Summer and Autumn Rooms have been magically expanded to house three well enough. The Summer Room will house Gaia, Tegan, and the nekomata, who will hopefully have a name soon. The Autumn Room will be where Andromeda, Tessa, and Jenny lay their heads.”

“And,” Winter quips, “by process of elimination, it’s me and Kevin in the Winter Room. Am I still the maid for it?”

“No, one of your bunny-sisters will take the job. The room bounty boards are refreshing and will start tomorrow. You can check them at your leisure after I dismiss you. Mona, you can invite whoever you wish upstairs for tonight. Any other room comments?”

The others shake their heads. So, the Host continues, “Your things have already been moved, including some basic things for you, Jenny, and your things from your room, Winter. The other thing to handle is the date schedule. Dates are starting up again tomorrow. I am stealing an idea from the Ghost Host and let you pick your spot in the order. I will be calling you up by the percent of the possible maximal points you got in your respective poll: Best Girl (or Guy) poll for the original six contestants, or the auditionee ranking poll for the new four. You’ll pick your spot, then we will handle the transformation. Make sense? If so, first up is Andromeda.”

Andromeda

Andromeda returns to the mark by Tyalangan. “May I ask if you are going to pull Mona out of the Mistress Suite for challenge purposes this time? I feel slightly deprived.”

“Dates technically end at 6 AM, but, point taken. If you want, I can make arrangements, kick out whoever else spends the night with Mona upstairs tonight so you two can have private breakfast time.”

Andromeda looks towards Mona, who awkwardly waves. Mona nods back, then asks, “That won’t be necessary. I am not so deprived that I would want to do that to the others. May I have Day 9?”

“Done.”

“So, may I know which option won before I decide on my bonus?”

“Sure. With 70% of the vote, Super Fighting Robot won. Left or right?”

Andromeda shrugs and presents her left arm. She does not recognize the tune Tyalangan is humming as the Host starts to touch her presented limb, but it is rather catchy. She feels her arm... shift. New plates form along it. Code floods her mind. She squints. “Something happened.”

“Yup. I just installed a new function into your warforged frame. Tina, a reminder for the audience, and a display of Andromeda’s new toy?”

Tina, mouth full of sandwich, says, “Sure, cutie.” Sandwich spittle launches out of her mouth. And she casts Major Image again:

Super Fighting Robot – What kind of combat robot doesn’t have an arm cannon? Let’s fix that. Andromeda gains an arm cannon that extends and retracts from her forearm. The cannon can be used as an arcane focus. The power of the cannon will increase as Andromeda increases in tier and better attunes to it (Warforged).

Andromeda’s Mega Buster [Tier 1] – Arcane Focus. If Andromeda touches an opposing spellcaster, she can use her bonus action to store a spell of no greater than her tier in level in the Mega Buster, allowing her to cast it until she finishes a long rest as if it is in her spell preparations. This tiered magic item will increase in power as Andromeda increases in her tier level. Next tier level bonus unlocks at Level 5.

“Wanna try it out? Go ahead.”

Andromeda instinctively flexes her arm and a trapezoidal tube rises out from it. She touches the Host and a list of available spells flood through her mind. Zephyr Strike is taken and Andromeda casts it. The spell fires out of the arm cannon and suffuses her with wind. She feels... fast. Very fast. She rushes back into the line of the contestants, then back into place. “Whoa.”

“Fun, huh? My style of combat magic isn’t super well suited for you. Still, your present?”

“Is there a feat that would help with tight angles? I want to be able to fire off spells without hitting allies.”

“You might have found a proper angle, but, given how much cover Kevin provided, it would have been tricky even with this.”

The Host snaps her fingers and she generates an illusory display herself. The text is less grandiose than what Tina would make, but Andromeda appreciates the lack of pizzazz:

Spell Sniper – Andromeda has learned techniques to enhance her attacks with certain kinds of spells, gaining the following benefits:

• When she casts a spell that requires her to make an attack roll, the spell’s range is doubled.
• Her ranged spell attacks ignore half cover and three-quarters cover.
• She learns one cantrip that requires an attack roll.

“That will do. Chill Touch for my free cantrip?”

With another snap of the Host’s fingers, Andromeda feels the magic wash over her. The sea elf comments, “Ah, Chill Touch, one of the few spells whose name has very little to do with what it does. Your prize is now added. Enjoy. If you will head back to the others, we need to move on. Next up, the top of her poll, but slightly behind, percentage wise, from Andromeda, Jenny.”

Jenny

Walking is still a little tricky.

Andromeda catches Jenny about halfway to the mark and helps her get into position. “You need me to stand here and help you back?”

“Yes, please.”

Jenny leans slightly into Andromeda’s shoulder. The dryad finds that sighing as a tree-girl is kind of... weird. It’s like the entirety of her skin gets slightly bloated for a second. “I hope can get used to walking soon. I don’t like feeling like a burden like this.”

“Visit Daphne at Dungeons for Damsels when we’re done. Hitting Level 1 will remove the residual need for physical therapy and you got the XP for it. What date day you want?”

“Lucky number Seven!”

“Done. Ready for your new reality?”

“I hope so.” Jenny says.

“Well, both of your polls were not particularly close. With a whopping 91% of the vote, Experimental Elderberry won. Then, with a solid 72.73% of the vote, I Dream of Jenny is the winner of the class option.”

Tina dutifully updates her magic to display both transformations:

Experimenting Elderberry – Jenny admitted to being straight after some prodding. That makes being in a woman’s harem a bit awkward. Let’s give her something to help cope with that. Jenny will now find herself much more willing to try new sexual things. Perhaps she will discover something about herself this way (Experimenting)?

I Dream of Jenny – Jenny’s bonsai tree now is her genie’s vessel. When the pot is intentionally rubbed, Jenny will teleport to it. Her clothes may not follow during the trip (Warlock).

Tyalangan brushes some of Jenny’s hair behind her ear, then leans in to gently whisper, “Doesn’t Mona’s lips look so... kissable?”

And, suddenly, they do. Jenny bites her plump green lower lip. I’ve never kissed anyone as a plant before. I wonder what it’s like...

Jenny starts to move towards Mona, only for Tyalangan to gently grab her wrist. “No, ma’am. This is a perfect time to demonstrate your other feature. Mona, if you wouldn’t mind rubbing the pot to Jenny’s soul bonsai while thinking that you want her?”

“Sure, Tyalangan!” Mona declares, and she starts to rub the pot. Jenny feels a brief tug, and, suddenly, she is sitting in Mona’s lap. Jenny leans in; Mona leans in too, but stops a little short, asking “Are you sure you want to try this now?”

Oh, I should probably wait, in case I don’t like it?

“Question,” Mona asks, “If Jenny’s clothes sometimes doesn’t make it, how does that work?”

“If you give her enough advanced notice, she can make a Dexterity check to hold onto them. Otherwise, it’ll just be luck.”

“Good to know,” Jenny admits, “And I’m, like, totally okay with sitting in your lap, Mona.”

She has a cute blush. That is also good to know. Jenny slips out of Mona’s lap and rolls her hips a little more intently than she would have before. Andromeda still provides someone to lean on as Jenny gets back to the others, which is appreciated.

Tyalangan intones, “Next two technically tied in the percentage, so I’m going in the leaderboard order. Caoimhe, come on over.”

Caoimhe

Winter whispers in Caoimhe’s ear. The sometimes drow nods. As she walks to the mark, she declares, “I’ll take Day 8.”

“Not even going to wait until you get in frame for the zoomed-in camera, huh? Very well.”

Tyalangan waits as the sometimes drow walks over. She looks at her nails. Caoimhe wants to sass, but thinks better of it. “So, Tyalangan, what won?”

“The vote was relatively close for you, with The Crescent Blade winning with only 46.15% of the audience.”

Tina updates the illusion with Caoimhe’s new transformation and weapon:

The Crescent Blade – What’s a quest without some overpowered magic item, eh? Caoimhe is granted the use of The Crescent Blade (a holy relic of Eilistraee) from a dimension that has no need of it anymore. The power of the blade will increase as Caoimhe increases in tier and better attunes to it (Cleric).

The Crescent Blade [Tier 1] – Broadsword. 2d4 slashing damage. When wielded by a holy servant of Eilistraee, the weapon has both the Finesse and Versatile (2d6 damage when wielded two-handed) properties. This tiered magic item will increase in power as Caoimhe increases in her tier level. Next tier level bonus unlocks at Level 5.

A silvery blade appears, glowing faintly with moonlight. Caoimhe picks it up and gives it a few swings. It feels different from the longsword Kevin has been using. The blade is just about as heavy as the longsword, but about half of the length. The blade is straight for about an equivalent length of the hilt, then develops into a thick, curved hook vaguely in the shape of a crescent moon. I can see how Kevin will need to practice with it.

Caoimhe tucks the blade into her inventory, then returns to the others.

“Our other person in the tie, Gaia.”

Gaia

Gaia bounces over to the spot. She hops in place (I still want to hop!), asking, “So, boobs?”

“What date day do you want, Gaia?”

“Ahhh, what’s the best day left?”

“Traditionally, the later dates do better on the poll, due to recency bias, but you won last time with Date number 2, so...”

“Okay! Day 2 for me. Why break the pattern?”

Tyalangan laughs, “Okay, Gaia. You got it.”

“So, boobs?”

“And, why do you think they gave you boobs?”

Gaia hops in place and points at Tegan. “I mean, that Shar lady bought Tegan boobs. Only makes sense that she’d make sure the transformation you named after her would get her to make everyone vote for it.”

“Well, smarty pants, only 50% of the audience voted for The Shar Special. Still, you get your boobs. Tina, remind the audience?”

Tina duly changes up the illusion and Gaia is already taking off her top:

The Shar Special – I mean, it’s basically a rule that you have to include this one at some point, right? What is more nurturing than a mother breastfeeding a child? Gaia’s breasts triple in size and she begins to lactate. That will surely stop vampire-based complaints about a lack of BE on the intranetwork communication channels (Nurturer).

Gaia: +4 XP (Bare One’s Ogle-Worthy Breasts for Another Contestant [4 instances])

Oooh, that feels waaaaay better than it should. Tyalangan is pulling on Gaia’s nipples. As she pulls, her breasts feel a little heavier. More sensitive. Fuller. Little drops of milk form on her nipples. And, right before she cums, the pressure stops. Gaia looks down and feels a little disappointed.

“That’s it?” Gaia grabs her breasts. They are bigger, but not that much bigger.

“Tripling the size of A-cups is... less impressive than what Tegan got. Still lovely. Right, Mona?”

“Boobs,” Mona declares, “You got boobs now, Gaia! I’m happy for you!”

“Yeah, I do! Okay! And...,” Gaia gives her breasts another tug. A thin spray of milk shoots out, “I’m milky!”

I wonder if drinking my own milk is a violation of veganism... Gaia wanders back to the group. Tegan is staring.

“Nice to have a satisfied customer. Next, Winter. Come on.”

Winter

Winter ambles over to Mama Queen, giving Mona another wink. Hip cocked, the maid blows a kiss to the camera. “I want tomorrow.”

“Day 1? How bold. Very well.”

“So, Mother, what do you have for me?”

“One very impressive win, one close contest. The impressive bit first. With about 82% of the vote, To Fix a Cosmic Mistake won. I’m happy for you, my child. Now, this may sting a little.”

Winter is glad that Mama Queen does not grab the drow between the legs. That would be quite awkward. Instead, a snap of her fingers, and Winter is wracked in pain, like puberty is hitting properly, all at once. Winter’s clothes feel... tighter. The drow feels stronger, as if muscles that were pushed past their limits are now able to function normally. The tightness is especially apparent in the drow’s underwear. Winter should have worn something looser; at least the drow didn’t wear a cage this morning.

Winter pulls out the waistband of the maid’s skirt and looks down. Impressive.

“Thanks, Mother.”

“Thank the audience. I merely gave them the chance to do the right thing. Now, for the close contest. A Dance of **** won, having gotten 36.36%.”

Mama Tina displays the results for the audience:

To Repair a Cosmic Mistake – Much of Winter’s struggles have to do with the fact that the child was born with a genetic condition, due to Tyalangan’s transformations. What the show caused, the show can repair. Winter’s genetic disorder is repaired and any developmental issues caused by said condition is reversed (A Mother’s Child)

A Dance of **** – Winter is a Duelist like Skye. Of course, there are some features of dueling not normally in the class; let’s shore up that weakness. Winter gains the Martial Adept feat, with the Parry and Riposte maneuvers. Winter can regain the Superiority die by orgasming in addition to after a short or long rest (Rogue).

Mother draws her sword and gives it a bit of a flourish. She smiles, asking, “Care to provide a demonstration? A Dance of **** is a skill transformation, after all.”

Winter gulps. Mama Queen is going to swing THAT at me? The drow draws the plain estoc given so long ago. It served Winter well enough, but it is obviously not built to handle the sea elf coming down full bore.

To be fair, the Host doesn’t put that much oomph into it; just enough to make sure that, if Winter doesn’t respond, it would hurt. The drow uses the thick part of the blade to push the longsword out of the way. The edge of Mama Queen’s blade just avoids slicing into Winter’s maid outfit. The drow’s heart is pounding. I did it!

“Excellent parry, my child. Go join your new family.”

Winter, still a little stunned, wanders back into Kevin’s arm. The drow nuzzles into the sexy bull’s chest. I actually did it.

“From my child to my sister. Tessa, you are up.”

Tessa

Tessa nods to Tyalangan’s dazed child as the two pass each other. I have no idea what to do for this date. What spot do I take?

“I guess I’ll take the last one?”

“You sure, sis?”

“No, but it’s the best answer I got.”

“You got it, then.”

Tessa has a thin smile on, trying not to let her nerves get to her. Her sister sees it. She puts a hand on Tessa’s shoulder, gives the former English teacher a firm squeeze. After a pause, she begins, “A two-part transformation, here.”

“I suppose the one that let’s Mona pick an extra for me is the one that won?”

“Aye, sis. Flourishing Maneuvers won by 63.64% of the vote. You can get with Daphne to make your initial maneuver pick. But, Mona needs to make a pick of her own. Mistress?”

“Uhm, this is a bit awkward, but...” Mona stammers, “can I see both of your butts?”

Tyalangan snorts, shakes her head, and pulls her coat tails up, giving Mona an unobstructed view of her trouser clad behind. Damn, sis. Tessa awkwardly does the same.

“Yeah, of the options on the list, I want the squats one. But, seriously, Tyalangan, did you not get a boob boost?”

“I did,” the Host says, smirking where only Tessa could see it, “but, the way it’s written would actually make Tessa’s breasts smaller, and that just won’t do.”

“Oh, good point? Why would someone want smaller boobs?” Mona asks, a little clueless. Tessa can feel Tegan’s anger from over here.

“Again, this would be a bit awkward for me to do this like I did to Gaia,” Tyalangan says, “so, here you go, sis.”

With a snap of the fingers, Tessa feels her ass... expand. It tingles as it presses tighter into her pants. The seams start to give. Tessa pulls them into her inventory just as they start to tear. Mona whistles, “Damn, Tessa, dat ass went from slightly worse than Tyalangan’s to much, much better.”

“Why is it so... tingly?” Tessa asks.

“Welcome to the world of new erogenous zones, sis. Tina, if you don’t mind...?”

Tina displays the new transformations:

Flourishing Maneuvers – Tyalangan has a transformation that grants her Battle Master maneuvers. Well, shouldn’t her (a few minutes) younger sister get the same treatment? Whenever Tessa gains a level that grants one or more bardic subclass features, she gains one Battle Master maneuver of her choice, modified to work like one of her flourishes. This transformation will immediately grant a maneuver for the first such level she has gained. In addition, Tessa will also get an adapted version of one transformation of Mona’s choice from a curated selection of Tyalangan’s transformation list. We need her to match her sister better (The Host’s Sister).

Squats or Hip Bridges, Reloaded? – The Mistress’s likes a good bubble butt like every other girl, so now she gets a reward. Tessa’s booty was already above average with her de-aging, but now her booty is a sight to behold. When exposed (or when her outfit accentuates her butt), Tessa now has advantage in Persuasion checks against targets staring at it. And, of course, Tessa’s butt is now an erogenous zone that is just as sensitive as her sister’s (The Host’s Sister).

“You feel this all the time?”

“I got used to it, sis. Care to give the sensitivity a demonstration?”

“No thanks. I suppose that is something for our next date, Mona.” And, with that, Tessa returns to the line.

“Now, from my sister to my niece. Ootah.”