You are humiliated... the Queen activates your clitoral augments!

You sign in relief as a stripper pole is lowered from the ceiling and locks into place at the center of the dance floor behind you. You have always excelled at the stripper style and know you will shine for Master! But your relief is short lived...

"Can you imagine? We now have two heredisfactorem now in the Harem... and added in one initiate class! What a blessing for Master!" one of the concubines gasps loud enough for the Queen to hear.

A dark scowl crosses the Queens face. I chill fills yours stomach as you recognize her burning jealousy. You dare not break your choreographed pose.

The Queen makes a subtle motion... and activates your clitoral augments!

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

"Aarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhh!" immediately the four of you stumble in your heels. Instinctively you tighten your thighs together in a futile attempt to protect your **** clits!

"Girls! Remain composed! Do NOT fail me!" Mistress Jade hisses at you.

With whimpers the four of you return to your poses with less confidence and legs shaking. You have no idea what the vibration setting is, but from the horrible buzzing you know it must be high! Master leans in with heightened interest. Studying how the four of you will hold up under the new pressure. Several of the women of his harem giggle and titter between each other. They are entertained at your misfortune.

Out of the corner of your eye you see a young woman in a low cut priestess acolyte robe seat herself behind a harp. She gives you a knowing smile at your predicament and begins strumming the harp. All of you begin to stumble awkwardly through the first sequences of the choreography. Your motions are stiff and cumbersome. Areli and you almost topple off of your heals at the effort of supporting your large unfamiliar breasts as they swing wildly with each step. This elicits further laughter from the concubines.

The four of you attempt the choreography that you have drilled over and over for many days during your training. Your entire bodies shake with the powerful buzzing trapped within your clits. Normally very flexible, all of you struggle extending your legs through the leaping splits and shuffle awkwardly in your heels. Your 32-F breasts jiggle unrestrained causing you and Areli to be particularly unwieldy. Tears of frustration fall down your face, but you **** a smile into the bright lights of the stage.

A tribal drum beat rises joining the sound of the harp echoing around the large throne room. All four of you attempt to keep up with the increased pace of the carefully crafted choreography learned over many painful hours under your Mistress. The Queen chuckles at your awkwardness. Mistress Jade elicits angry noises of frustration. You know that your failures will likely result in punishment for for her. Any punishment she receives she will be sure to pay forward to you ten fold!

The drumming pace increases further. You know the time for your solos has started!