What will she wear?

Trashy got a quick lead but it didn't last long. It and Gothic bounced back and forth a little bit but then Gothic took the lead and didn't look back.

"And with 42.5 percent of the vote, Gothic wins!" Spiral announced. "Now let's set that change!"

Emma felt another prick in the back of neck. This time there wasn't a transformation. Just an odd feeling. She felt terrible in what she was wearing. It made her stomach drop. She wanted to like it, no, she honestly did like it, but she just couldn't be caught dead in it anymore. Another style called to her. Her turmoil must've been written on her face because Spiral responded to it.

"Emma, is there something wrong?" She taunted. Emma nodded as she tried to cover herself with her hands. "Well let's help you out. Boys!"

Two monstrous-looking PAs, betraying their genetically altered nature, rolled a rack of clothing of all kinds in front of Emma from offstage. She quickly dove into it like a mad man searching for buried treasure. She grabbed some clothes but then paused. She looked at Spiral and the live studio audience in front of her and remembered her humiliation was no doubt being streamed to a multiverse of people. She was used to taking off her clothes in front of people, but that was a long time ago. This was different.

"Something wrong?" Spiral said sarcastically. "Here. Let me hold your chain so you can get out of those boots."

"No. It's nothing." Emma said. As much as she didn't want to get undressed on live multiversal TV, the mental anguish of being dressed as anything but a goth won out. She quickly scrambled out of her clothes. She tried to hide behind the rack but floating cameras caught her from every angle.

The first thing she put on was a push-up bra. There is no other underwear on the rack. Then she put on a fishnet bodystocking that covered precisely nothing. Afterwards she **** herself into incredibly tight black pair of shorts that showed off everything from her thighs down. It felt like her circulation was being cut off. On top of her chest she put on a black short sleeve torn crop top with the words "babygirl" in gothic red font across her breasts. To finish she put on three elements. First was black belt with red studs around the rim. It had a cut out in the center that showed a bit of her stomach covered by to strands of fabric that made a thin red X. Then she put on a band around her left thigh with a more prominent red X on it. Lastly was the choker. She put it over the collar the game **** her to wear. It was tight around her neck, probably a size too small. It had a chain around the rim and a large red X on top of that.

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The PAs did not supply her with any shoes so she went without as her white boots would clash with the rest of the outfit. A ridiculous idea if there ever was one. She took off her silver earrings because they clashed too.

"Aw. You look positively precious," Spiral said.

"I look like I don't know the 90s ended 30 years ago," Emma spat back.

"Hey, everything is retro now!" Spiral said. "Now spin your wheel."

"Let's see what humiliation awaits me next." This time Emma had a plan. She saw a wedge she could win easily a couple wedges away. She slowly and carefully barely spun the wheel this time so it would hopefully tick to her preferred option.

Author's Note: I tried to set the poll to automatically close on its own and instead it closed early. Whoops. I reopened it when I was notified but just in case I left the poll open an extra hour. Sorry to everyone who tried to get in but couldn't. Learned my lesson. Manually closing polls from now on.

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