Where is my happy ending?

Amelia still wasn’t sure how she’d let Gina and Sylvia talk her into accepting a transformation upgrade. But as she watched Gina finish folding her laundry- No, it was NOT enough to just throw it back in the hamper, that’s how you got wrinkles- she had plenty of time to contemplate.

Ultimately, she decided against changing her mind, even if she still had reservations. Clearly this meant a lot to both girls, and Gina had asked quite politely, for her.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin had fled at the first mention of chores. So it was just the three of them now.

Finally, everything was done, and when faced with the expectant expressions of the two women, Amelia found herself in a rather unenviable position. With a sigh on her lips she nodded her head begrudgingly, and conceded to allowing Sylvia to make whatever changes she wanted.

That wasn’t how Sylvia wanted to do this, though.

“You want me to just choose?” She scratched her head and frowned.

Gina raised her eyebrows in surprise. “You sure about that? That’s a lot of power you’re giving away there.” She thought Amelia would be less reckless than that.

Amelia pushed her glasses up her nose and frowned. “Of course, I will have final say in whatever transformation you wish to upgrade,” she pointed out. “But I do not feel particularly strongly about any one of them. I am doing this simply as a favor to you.”

She narrowed her eyes. “And if the first choice does not go as intended… then you will undo it with your boon, I expect?”

Sylvia snapped up straight and nodded swiftly. “Yes! Of course, absolutely I will!” She promised, crossing her heart. “No need to doubt me, my girl! I would never lead you astray!”

Amelia nodded tentatively, not sure if she completely trusted the other woman. It wasn’t that she suspected Sylvia would intentionally sabotage her, she wasn’t nearly the cynical, but she had gotten to know Sylvia well enough to know that the girl did not have the firmest grasp on sense. She might see nothing wrong with a transformation upgrade that Amelia found absolutely intolerable.

No, best to nip that in the bud while she could, Amelia figured.

For now, though, she sat back and waited to see what Sylvia would come up with. This was the best she could do to maintain her own composure.

Gina, meanwhile, was grinning from ear to ear, enjoying this. All her life she’d thought of Amelia as the stuffy, no-nonsense scary stepmother of her friend, like those mean British nannies in those old movies Nick’s dad watched. So to see her let down her hair and actually do something daring- could she even say “fun”?

That was quite exciting for Gina, and she was glad she had a front row seat to it.

Maybe Amelia was right about how doing your chores was rewarding? Gina certainly felt rewarded right now, that was for sure.

Amelia raised her eyebrow quizzically and stroked her chin. “Well?” She didn’t mean to sound impatient, but she would rather move past this already.

“I’m thinking!” Sylvia held up her hands. “Sorry, this is a really complicated choice, you know? I’m trying to get this right!”

Amelia had a lot of transformations to pick from. Sylvia had spent most of laundry time running through possibilities in her mind, and while she’d come up with several exciting ideas, she almost felt spoiled for choice. She was used to the girls she worked with having strong opinions about one or more of the transformations, either hesitant about upgrades or excited by the possibilities.

In contrast, Amelia was very ambivalent about the topic. It was a little off-putting and Sylvia found herself rather unusually surprised.

She was still willing to see where it went, though.

“Okay, I don’t think we need to do a full rundown of your transformations, my girl,” Sylvia said, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “Sometimes an upgrade can be good to scope out a potential transformation, but wouldn’t you rather get some use out of it?”

Amelia blinked, a perplexed expression flickering across her lips. “What do you mean?” She inquired curiously.

“Well, like, take Private Lessons for instance,” Sylvia tried to explain, hoping she could find the right words to put this in the proper perspective. “If we upgrade that one now, it’s not like you could get a lot of use out of it, right? You already had your once-a-round session with Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin before; upgrading it now probably wouldn’t do anything!”

“Oh yeeeeeaaaaahhhh…” Gina’s voice trailed off as she nodded slowly. “I totally forgot… here I was thinking your daily teaching sessions were part of your transformation!”

Amelia glanced her way and shook her head. “…No. Just the first. She agreed to more lessons after that.”

Well, after Amelia had bribed her, anyway.

Gina laughed and scratched her head sheepishly. “Oops. Totally slipped my mind. But then, I wasn’t paying much attention to the transformations for this round.” She’d still been riding the high of winning the challenge and not getting a transformation herself.

“Well anyway, like I was saying,” Sylvia cleared her throat, redirecting them back to the topic at hand, “it wouldn’t have any direct use this round, but we can still scout it out for next time! See if it’s worth upgrading for good, if it’s a good effect, you know?”

Amelia shook her head swiftly upon hearing that. “Unnecessary.”

Sylvia’s shoulders sagged. “…That’s it? Just ‘unnecessary’? Not even a reason why…?”

Amelia blinked. “…Oh… you’re correct. I should have elaborated.” She cleared her throat, her face getting a little pink. It was a constant struggle for her, remembering the importance of being open and honest when conversing. “What I meant to say is that I have no intention of making any of these upgrades permanent. There are better uses of my Bonus Points than purchasing an upgrade. So any transformation you propose just to ‘see what it does for later’ as you put it would be… unnecessary.”

Sylvia didn’t do a very good job of hiding her disappointment. She sighed. “Yeah, I mean, when you put it like that…” she grumbled, scratching her head.

“Is there a better use of your bonus points, though?” Gina asked like one of those obnoxious girls always trying to contradict the teacher in class.

Amelia looked at her again. “Excuse me?”

Gina shrugged. “Well, I mean, you’re not trying to get with Nick, obviously.” She made a disgusted face; even with Gina’s rather loose morals, she still couldn’t imagine that. “So what even is there to spend BP on? Carly? Or another riding crop?”

“True, she did say she wasn’t going to buy a prophetic dream from the shop, either,” Sylvia chimed in with a cheerful giggle.

Amelia wasn’t at all pleased with the way these two girls were talking to her. She crossed her arms over her chest and gave them both a fierce look. “My decision is final,” she said bluntly. “Unless the upgrade significantly improves my current position, upgrading it permanently is not something I am concerned about.”

Sylvia nodded, a glum expression on her face. She understood Amelia’s perspective, but still…

“Well… so that leaves out Private Lessons, then,” Sylvia mused, considering what other transformations Amelia might have that wouldn’t be immediately relevant. “And I guess that probably includes your other one, too, what’s it called again? Oh, yeah, I Do, We Do, You Do. That one seems kinda fun, but, well…”

The expression on Amelia’s face spoke volumes.

Gina raised her hand questioningly. “Drawing a blank here… what’s that one do again?”

“I won’t be upgrading that one,” Amelia swiftly replied. It was out of the question. The implication thus being that there was no reason for Sylvia to bother explaining the transformation to the other girl, of course.

But Sylvia wasn’t great at reading the intentions Amelia kept forgetting to say, and eagerly pulled up the text of the transformation for Gina’s perusal, much to the teacher’s chagrin.

• I Do, We Do, You Do: Whenever Amelia engages in sexual activity with Nick and one or more other women, she will be compelled to put her teacher skills to use and instruct the other women on proper performance. This means she demonstrates how to pleasure Nick first, then guiding the other girls through the act hand in hand, before finally allowing them to approach the problem on their own for the third time. (Teacher)

Gina’s eyes bulged out as she read it, and she clasped her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter. “Wait, seriously?” She looked incredulously at Amelia. “That’s one of your transformations? That’s… uh…”

“It is immaterial,” Amelia stated, her words cold even as her face turned hot. “I have absolutely no intention of engaging in sexual activity with Nicholas. So there is no reason at all to even consider that transformation.”

Sylvia shrugged. “Hey, you never know. But you’re right, no sense upgrading that one. In that case, let’s look at the ones that you might want to test out!”

Gina raised her eyebrow. “But wait, the upgrade is temporary,” she pointed out. “And if Amelia isn’t going to do anything sexy with Nick, are there even any she would test out to begin with?”

Maybe it was because she wasn’t the smartest girl in the room, but Gina couldn’t actually see any merit in an upgrade for Amelia. Which she was just now realizing was kind of the point the other woman had been trying to make in the first place.

She was doing this as a favor to the both of them, not because she thought she might benefit from the upgrade.

Amelia let out a tired sigh and adjusted her glasses. This was taking far too long as it was. She should have anticipated that these two women would have a hard time coming to a conclusion.

Sensing Amelia’s impatience, Sylvia winced. “Sorry… well… what about Frigid, then?” She asked hopefully. “That’s the one that always gives you the most trouble, right? Or at least it did last time… so maybe… maybe you want to upgrade it? So that it can’t be exploited again?”

They kept coming back to that transformation, Frigid. Ever since Amelia’s disastrous performance in the last challenge, the teacher had been going over the text of that transformation in her head again and again.

She knew the words by heart at this point.

• Frigid: Amelia is not very interested in sexual intercourse with any of the people in the harem. Let’s change that! She might be a bit of an ice queen, but the more sexual contact a person gives her, the more she will start to heat up. Her pleasure levels will increase the longer the sexual contact lasts, until her icy exterior finally “melts”. [NOTE: This means an orgasm- and a very wet one.] (Ice Queen)

Judging by the expression Amelia was making as she went over the text of the transformation in her head, Gina figured that maybe Sylvia was barking up the wrong tree here.

“That transformation… is a problem,” Amelia conceded with a slight nod. She furrowed her brow thoughtfully. Of all her transformations, it was probably the most intrusive; the one most likely to cause her to inadvertently do something sexual with her stepson, which she found distasteful. (And that was putting it mildly!)

But then there was also Mrs. Robinson to consider. More than once she had found herself posing suggestively for her stepson, embarrassing herself considerably by putting her body on display, no doubt causing her boy to see her in a sexual light.

Yes, when it came to transformations that were making her life more difficult, those two were at the top of the list.

Why couldn’t her transformations be more unobtrusive, like Developmental Concerns? That one might as well not even exist for all it affected her!

“So what did you decide on?” Sylvia asked hesitantly. “Frigid? Or maybe Mrs. Robinson?”

Now that it seemed like Amelia actually did have an opinion on what transformation she should upgrade, Sylvia wanted to be as accommodating to her as possible. If for no other reason than to make her satisfied.

Amelia’s eye twitched thoughtfully and she stroked her chin. It was definitely a valid question Sylvia had for her, she couldn’t deny that.

“…I have one concern,” she said finally, and Sylvia’s heart sank again.

Great. She’ll probably find something else wrong, now.

“…These upgrades…” Amelia kept running things over again in her mind, questioning everything she thought she knew. “They are for our benefit, yes? They make the transformations easier for us contestants?”

Sylvia nodded swiftly. “Yep! That’s the idea, alright!”

“Not always though,” Gina interrupted. She may not have been the brightest bulb in the shed, but she could see where Amelia was going with this, and she had to intercede, knowing what she knew.

While Sylvia looked at her in shock, Gina ignored her, and pushed forward. She scratched her head and sighed. “Look, um… Sylvia upgraded one of my transformations, too, not that long ago,” she said. “It upgraded my Damned by Faint Praise transformation.”

“Yeah!” Sylvia interjected, nodding excitedly. “That was a fun one! You really liked it, if I remember correctly!”

Gina gave her a **** smile. “Oh yeah, I loved the effects, but… see, it upgraded it in a weird way. Normally, that transformation just increased my pleasure and arousal for being praised, but when it got upgraded, it compelled them to praise me, and my arousal multiplied by the number of people praising me… and I basically ended up cumming on the spot.”

A dreamy expression filled Gina’s face until she realized she was saying this to Amelia, and she quickly blushed. “Um… well, anyway, it amplified my pleasure a lot… and that was a ‘good’ thing, but if the part you don’t like about Frigid is the arousal part…”

She shrugged awkwardly, not sure precisely how to word her concerns but hoping that Amelia got the general gist of it.

But she didn’t need to worry; Amelia got the message. She scowled.

“…Taking that into consideration, I will not be upgrading that transformation,” she decided.

Sylvia’s eyes widened. “Are… are you sure? Because it could help… and if it’s a hindrance, then it would just be temporary! Right, Gina?”

“Right,” Gina nodded. “Mine already wore off. Don’t think I’ll be buying that upgrade. Too overwhelming, I’d get knocked out of every challenge.”

Kind of making Amelia’s point for her.

“I am not planning on a permanent upgrade regardless,” Amelia pointed out. “I do not foresee the upgrade as being beneficial in that regard. So with that in mind, it would be best to choose another transformation.”

She only had one left she was really considering, and Sylvia agreed with her.

“Mrs. Robinson, then,” the former host said, nodding. “You sure? Because it’s a body compulsion transformation, and those can always be a little risky…”

Amelia could see her point.

“I think Maternal Instinct might be sweet to upgrade!” Gina volunteered.

Amelia gave her a scrutinizing look. “So you can better manipulate my emotions?” That was meant to sound more playful than it actually did. Whoops. Fortunately, Gina was able to just laugh it off without too much worry.

Sylvia shrugged. “Well, if you want to upgrade Mrs. Robinson, I won’t stop you,” she said, getting ready to use her upgrade. “And if it ends up going bad, don’t worry! I can always undo it!”

Amelia nodded. The only other transformation worth considering was Let’s Get Physical, and that one had the same potential for downside. Of Amelia’s two body compulsion transformations, Mrs. Robinson encouraged behavior she found more problematic, and the risk of upgrading either was practically the same thing.

She could easily imagine Let’s Get Physical upgrading to something that encouraged more than just “parental” gestures of affection- and unlike the other transformation, it would trigger off of anyone, not just her stepson.

This was the best option, she felt.

Seeing that Amelia’s choice was made, Sylvia proceeded to use her transformation, applying the upgrade.

Amelia staggered back, a little dazed, not expecting the sensation that washed over her.

“You good?” Gina asked.

Amelia nodded. “I am… but I should check the text to confirm.”

That was the intellectual in her. She was always determined to make sure that things were going as she wanted.

Amelia summoned up the text of her transformation for a detailed look at what exactly had changed for her.

• Mrs. Robinson: Although Amelia has no interest in committing sexual acts with Nick, her body has other ideas. Whenever Nick is in the room, if Amelia is not consciously maintaining her control over her body, she will find her body posing itself in whatever way she deems most capable of seducing him. UPGRADE: Unfortunately, physical gestures can only go so far. Sometimes, a guy just can’t get the memo! Until Amelia becomes consciously aware of how Nick’s body is responding to her attempts at seduction, her body will work to make sure he’s taking in the sights, with her attempts to seduce him getting progressively more **** until she gets visible confirmation that it’s working. (MILF)

A sour feeling pressed her lips into a scowl.

“…So this is the upgrade?” Immediately her eyes found Sylvia and the former host blanched. She could read the same words Amelia was.

Sylvia held up her hands and took a step back. “Whoa, I mean… hey, it could be worse, right?” She tried to shake this all off with an awkward smile. “A-and, I mean, it’s not like I was trying to do that! I did warn you, and, um…”

Amelia maintained her cold expression.

“…I know, we can just undo it!” Sylvia said. “I’ll undo it right away-”

“That will not be necessary,” Amelia interrupted her.

Gina and Sylvia both looked at her in surprise.

“Wait, seriously?” Sylvia’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open.

Gina raised her eyebrow. “You’re… okay with this? Doesn’t that mean, like, you’re going to continue to try and seduce Nick until he ‘reacts’ to your seduction attempts?”

There was no way Gina could imagine that NOT getting incredibly awkward and uncomfortable, but Amelia seemed to be perfectly fine with it? What was she missing here?

“It is still subject to my own strength of mind,” Amelia pointed out. “And as you said, it is temporary. There is no need for you to waste a boon like that on something so immaterial.”

Amelia knew it would be a bit inconvenient. But all she had to do was avoid her stepson for a day or so; and besides, even if she didn’t, she had every confidence in her ability to resist seducing him. The transformation would not affect her so long as she was consciously aware of her actions.

Gina and Sylvia looked at each other, both a little relieved that she hadn’t freaked out on them. Neither woman wanted to know what THAT would look like…