Roommates Mingle

Jessica and Kim

Jessica and Kim's room reflected their own mic of cultures. Some of which was thrust upon themselves via their transformations. Jessica had a bunch of ceramic decorations from Mexico. Kim had a bunch of Japanese pieces of artwork and a tea set.

This night Kim was busy making sure the room was tidy. Yvette came in each day to clean things up, but she had a habit of messing with the layout of the room.

"Oy," Jessica said, "This next round is going to be difficult..."

Kim said nothing.

"Do you think you'll be alright on the same team as Naomi? I get a bad feeling she hates you."

Again Kim said nothing pointing to her lips.

Jessica slapped her head, "Oh sorry, Kim you may speak."

Kim bowed, "Thank you!... I couldn't say anything because of this terrible Wallflower penalty."

Jessica hugged her, "It's alright, mi amor... I understand."

Tears formed as Kim nuzzled into Jessica's breast, "I think she hates me... She wants to see me eliminated, I know it."

"If you need any help next round, I'll be there to help," Jessica said flexing her muscles. "This latina won't let her roommate get taken out by some disgraced hostess."

Kim smiled, "That means a lot, but I can't let you sacrifice winning to help me-"

"I've got enough points to survive this round, Kim," Jessica said looking deeply into Kim's eyes. "If I have to take last place to save you, I will."

"But what about Veronica? She's your teammate. You'll be dooming her, she's also on the chopping block!"

Jessica paused to think, "Damn it... I hadn't thought of that..."

Kim stroked Jessica's back.

Jessica pondered, "She's not my best friend in the harem, but I'd hate to see her lose and get reduced to what the Angies are ... But who knows it seems like every round we get more and more transformations stacked on."

Kim nodded, "I think you should focus on keeping yourself in the game. Try to beat Rose or at the very least Naomi, even if it does mean my elimination-"

"It won't come to that..." Jessica said, half lying to herself. Unsure how to proceed.

Veronica and Rose

Veronica and Rose were buds, but not as close as they were to other contestants. Without Alex the glue that held their friendship together was not as strong as it once was.

"I miss Alex," Rose said looking towards the now 1/3rd empty walk in closet.

"Yes," Veronica said, "Without her who are we going to pester with our makeovers."

Rose chuckled, "We could always help each other in that department."

Veronica raised an eyebrow, "You mean me who is **** to wear either housewife dresses or harem **** clothes? Or you who can transform into anyone or manifest cosplay outfits? I think that might be difficult."

Rose sighed as she took off her Asuka costume she was wearing today, leaving on the red wig. "It's a fun ability, I'm not going to lie."

"You were in my form for a full hour yesterday," Veronica snorted, "I think you spent a little TOO MUCH TIME in the shower for my liking."

Rose smiled, "But your body is so sexy! I couldn't help myself. And beside it wasn't like I was able to transform into Kim or Jessica until the time restriction was up."

Veronica pouted, "I'll take the compliment, but it's not like you had my permission to use my body... for... self gratification!"

Rose laughed, "Call it masterbation or finger fucking, Veronica. Don't let that housewife shit override your sense of fun."

"I am fun!"

"That's exactly how a fun person would say that," Rose said rolling her eyes. "Let your hair down and relax for a moment, we've got another night till the contest continues."

Rose walked over to the room's built in sound system and turned on the spotify playlist, she started with some catchy indian song:

https://youtu.be/92ydUdqWE1g?si=FhUBlOsdsDIlcCm-

Veronica's body began moving on its own into a sexy belly dance, "What are you doing to me?"

Rose laughed, "Helping!"

"This isn't funny!" Veronica said trying to hold back a smile.

Rose began dancing with her roommate, "It's not funny, it's fun!"

Barbara and Naomi

Naomi sighed, Barbara and Agnes/Angie didn't decorate their rooms to her liking. At least not since Barbara became a Barbie bimbo. It could have been worse she could be in a room with Kim.

"Mhmm..." Barbara quietly purred.

"What now..." Naomi said, turning expecting to see Barbie humping a pillow or something.

Barbara was laying on the couch eyeing Naomi, "It's just... You were the hostess..."

"And..." Naomi said organizing her vanity.

"You know the rules!" She said, "You can help me avoid elimination!"

Naomi laughed, "You are teetering on the edge with one point, pet. Nothing in this world or the others will help you avoid that."

"But-"

"Listen, even if I did want to keep you from getting eliminated we are on opposing teams. Rose is a strong contestant at the moment, so maybe you'll survive this round, but definitely not next."

"Oh-"

"I don't know the scoring system for this next round, but my guess is if you are in the top team you get points, middle team gets nothing, and last team gets negative points."

"I'm sorry, but... I couldn't follow..."

"Don't get last and you should be fine, sugar tits," Naomi said dead panned.

"Yay!" Barbie cheered grabbing her breasts.

Naomi facepalmed, "My roommate has less braincells than a Canadian Hockey player."