Bimbo or Billionaire Seeking Approval
Chapter 3: Round 2.
Fiona was backstage resting on a stool. She would have walked around but she didn’t want others to see her waving her hips left and right. There was just one more cash prize so she can get $50,000 to hire a good lawyer. A mere $10,000 wasn’t even enough—she could’ve gotten her boyfriend to chip in for that amount. With her transformation she was sure she could entice him to give up his personal savings just for her; He already fell for her cute pout. Who wouldn’t like her hips?
But as she sat there thinking of the risk of entering the Mental transformation zone, the crewmates were walking about, talking. There was some static in the air and she could hear 2 of them.
“She’s a crowd favourite”
“Of course she is. She’s cute, she’s funny, and she helps people. I wouldn’t mind taking her out for a spin.”
“The crowd thinks so too. Even the people in charge of what category there are. Have you seen the data? About 90 percent chose the transformation that seems to benefit her. Lucky. Unlike that Rei-Rei gal.”
Fiona heart skipped a beat. Her plan was working. As long as she portrays herself as lovable no one would dare to spoil her body, and maybe her mind. She smiled devilishly waiting for her turn.
The music played as she walked over to the podium, waving at the crowd as she did so. She didn’t care if her hips were swinging or wolf whistle were raining down at her. She felt like a winner having grasped the heart of the crowd.
As she approached, Jack was just finishing his introduction of the new round. “And let’s welcome Fiona.” The crowd clapped in excitement. “She has managed to amass $10,000 in just Round 1 and only received 4 of the physical transformation. In Round 2, she’ll be picking 6 cases. If she’s lucky she might get to the grand prize of 1 Billion. How are you feeling, Fiona. Are you ready for this? Yes? Great, then pick away.”
Fiona nodded. She looked around at the available numbers and decide to pick the last one. “I’ll go with number 24, please.”
Rei-Rei picked the box open to reveal a bimbo case.
“And we have the first bad draw for Round 2, and just when she was on a roll. The category is Breast, and we have Bright and Perky, Dangling Orbs of Delights, Leaky Dicky, and Marshmallow Delight. While the audience are diligently taking their time to pick, tell us Fiona, which do you want to avoid most?”
“I-I don’t know any of them.” Fiona was clueless. Rick didn’t tell her anything about it. He had told her of Man-Made that would make her breast look artificial, Man-Handled would be close to giving her a BDSM fetish (was still manageable), and Just a Handful for a Breast Reduction. She never expected the choices to be names that sounded like what a kid would come up with.
“That’s all right. Oh, and it seems like our crowd has decided. Ladies and gentlemen, we have seen a 3 way tie, something of a rarity. Tonight we finally got a 4 way tie! Now let’s get the collar rolling.” Fiona wanted to run but the collar prevented her from doing so. A small line of warmth spread from her collar, down her back over to her breast, some reaching and stirring her nipples. It felt comforting as she felt it. When she looked down she saw her breast filled to the brim and jutting out of her dress like they were trying to escape. She slowly cupped her breast when shots of pleasure ran down to her legs as she buckled. She moaned in pleasure but all that came out was a soft ‘aroo’ just trying to escape her pout.
The audience laughed and Fiona was barely listening to what Jack was saying. “There you have it folks, I’m sure you heard that soft moan that sounded a lot like an ‘aroo’. That was from Animal in the Throat earlier but we’re focusing on Breast now. Fiona now has nipples that looks like diamond peaks with the sharpness to boost thanks to Bright and Perky and you can probably notice them just on the edge of the fabric. Dangling in Delight would do well if we could get her naked, but we would like to keep our Fiona’s dignity in place but you can imagine her breast will look like magnificently dangling no matter what angle she’s standing or lying. Leaky Dicky goes well with her sharp nipple as she’ll now constantly leak a little milk every once in a while. She’s not pregnant or anything though, rest assured. It’s a good thing too as the last one Marshmallow Delight will make her breast soft and cuddly and filled with milky goodness. She’ll feel all of these as a matter of pleasure as the nerves ending grew as just as erogenous as her clit.”
Fiona finally stopped feeling her nipples but her hips has other plans. Every time she swung her hips one way her breasts swung the other, making her already erect nipples pressed at the fabric, now a bit wet. She was sure if it wasn’t pressed so hard and was brushed against something else with room to spare she would have squirted herself into a puddle.
She looked at the mirror and it looked like her breast had hit a growth spurt in a fine structured way.
“Thank you. For my next pick how about number 3?”
Another bimbo symbol showed up and Fiona couldn’t help but yell ‘damm!’
Jack was laughing as he addressed the audience. “Careful Fiona, language. But I do think it’s a side effect of the All Bark No Bite. But let’s not reminisce that for we have Face right now, and we have, and I repeat, Professional Looking, Puppy Eyes, How It Hanging, and Dumbo. Fiona, care to wager which one do you think is a winner?”
She didn’t care. Something was very wrong. She looked at the option. All of them sounds bad and the worst was probably Dumbo. She didn’t like the sound of it and if it was ever picked that would mean the audience’s taste has shifted.
To her surprise the audience didn’t pick Dumbo, but they did pick the other 3. Fiona was mad at herself as she fumed over her tingling collar. Her cheekbone became malleable as she moved her jaws and tongue around, her eyes seemed to stretch a little wider giving a better view.
Jack, probably noticing the quiet Fiona fuming at her podium, decided to speak up. “We have another 3 way tie tonight folks. Our results indicate none of you picked Dumbo surprisingly, as it would’ve given her a permanent goofy grin with a bucktooth to show for. We have Professional Looking as a choice and with that Fiona will look strong and capable on whatever she set her mind to. Puppy Eyes gave her much wider eyes and she’ll find it useful when using it to ask for favours. And, how it’s hanging, Fiona?”
Fiona didn’t know what jack was talking about. A minute of silence was surrounded by sounds of panting. She soon realized it was coming from her. She screamed a bit trying to put her tongue back into her mouth, only to realize it had grew in length a little.
The audience laughed as Jack continued to explain. “Thank you Fiona for that lovely demonstration. As you can see she will have a tendency to stick her tongue out whenever possible. It won’t affect her speech pattern if she chooses to, and her permanent pout will kick in whenever she isn’t.”
Fiona was red faced and growled a bit. She was humiliated. She should’ve stopped as soon as possible but her hope were dashed by what Jack said next.
“And that concludes our Physical transformation category. Right now we have the Mental part with Clothing as the first. With 8 cash cases and 6 physical transformation, our lovely Miss Fiona might just make it to the finals. What do you say as we give her a cheer?”
The crowd began chanting her name over again and again. She knew she couldn’t back down. She would need to finish the round if she wants to collect her winning, otherwise she couldn’t even run away because of the damn collar.
She stood up and gave a wave with a graceful face. It must be the Professional Looking perk as she gathered all her willpower just to fight her tongue to stay still, feeling like a snake trying to grasp for air. “I’ll pick number 5 please, Jack.’ She managed to muster the words out.
And the case opened to reveal a Bimbo card.
She wanted to scream badly but couldn’t. Her face made her froze on the spot, appearing to accept it as gracious as possible.
“My, my, we have the first round with lots of winning but now it seems like it has been reversed. We have tonight our first mental change. Clothing Style! Let’s see what we have tonight. And yes, we have Can’t Resist an Offer, All business, Don’t know Don’t Care, and Conservative.
Before she could protest the audience has already made their choice.
“Wow, the crowd must be very hungry tonight. That was indeed a fast decision. Let’s see here. There’s only 2 for this. We have Can’t Resist an Offer and Don’t know Don’t Care.”
A small jolt was felt in Fiona’s head, followed by another covering her vision in a low misty fog. She knew it was a mental change and looked down, thinking if anything was different. Her breast were nestled nicely where they were and while they seems like they could pop out at any time with 2 wet spots in front, she didn’t feel the need to be worried about.
“Fiona, how you doing?” Jack asked. Fiona tiled her head in confusion as he continued to talk. “I see even our audience are confused so let me tell you about them now. For Can’t Resist An Offer, she will feel like it’s a natural thing when someone chooses a outfit for her. She won’t complain but she’ll feel enforced like a hero if she was offered a cape, or even a doctor’s coat to help her patients. It goes well with her Professional Looking perk. And with Don’t Know Don’t Care it helps if she got stains or puke or holes on her. She wouldn’t mind, sensing nothing amiss and going about her day.”
It registered to Fiona that this was a great pick. All she needed to do was to ensure she would only change in private so no one would know. She’ll feel like a professional and avoid any mistake. She tried to smile but her pout was in her way, forcing her to droop her tongue out as she pant happily.
Jack spotted her as she tried to cover her mouth. “Someone’s excited. But let’s not waste more time. The crowd is excited and Rei-Rei seems to be bored and doing the chicken dance now. Shall we pick another number, Fiona, before the hen crowed?”
“Number 12, if you will.” Rei-Rei did indeed let out a lough bawk when she opened the box, her breast jiggled as her head flung back to reveal Cash symbol.
“Congrats, Fiona. You’re up at $50,000. Let’s not waste time. Like they say: if you have the ball rolling, keep it rolling.”
She agreed and shouted out number 13, only to find a Bimbo symbol.
Fiona was dejected. Jack quickly tries to calm the roaring crowd. “And there we have it, our next mental change, Vocabulary! This is unlike voice where it just changes the sounds coming out of her mouth. Vocabulary here means changing the kind of words she’ll use, and how she feels about them. We have Knowing the Part, Always Expressive, Slutty Bell, and as Simple as They Can Be.”
Fiona was angry at herself but her face did not allow her to show it. This was a bad one just before the next. She was hoping to avoid it all together. Looking at the choices they can’t be all bad, can it? She tried to think what Simple as They Can Be, remembering being told by Rick it would make her words short and precise. That wouldn’t be a bad thing as long as she could get her points across.
As she contemplated the rest the crowd finally settled on the choices. It was a 3 way tie. “Oh shucks, we have ourselves a 3 way. Better get the beds ready.” Jack winked at the audience, producing roars of laughter. “Fiona, you got Knowing the Part, Always Expressive, and As Simple as They Can Be. You know they go great with the Voices from the first round. I would explain but it seems like you’re willing for a demo.”
Fiona was squirming as she held the corners of the podium. Whatever the collar had done she felt like she couldn’t contain herself. She kept muttering soft moan of ‘yes’, ‘ah’, and ‘awooo’ while standing upright moving only her legs that were blocked by the podium.
It wasn’t until Jack approached her she managed to look up with sad eyes like he interrupted something important. “As I was saying, Knowing the Part will give Fiona the knowledge to say and do depending on what her role is. Always Expressive means she won’t be much of an ice queen and would convey her true feelings whenever possible like just now. And as Simple As They Can Be means she’ll do all those in minimalistic fashion.”
Fiona let out a low growl. Something was very wrong but she couldn’t put her finger on it. It wasn’t until Jack asked her a personal question.
“Fiona, just wondering because you were panting like you were in trouble just now. Are you ok?”
She tried to look up and control her balance but all she could do was give him a “yep, all fine.” As he patted her long hair she felt a sense of belonging.
“Thank, god. It sounded like a dog down there. With that collar on you I might just have to start calling you Fifi.”
The name struck at her like a perfect puzzle. She smacked her pouted lips and gave a small “Yip. I don’t mind” Fifi replied. “It sounds cute.”
Jack smiled and Fifi was delighted. She pleased another person. She couldn’t wait to see what else she can do.
“Then Fifi, without further ado, go ahead and pick the last box of the round.”
Fifi let out a small yip and a rough voice with ‘17’.
She saw pedestal flashing which amazed her. She wanted to run towards it just to see what it was only to find a bimbo symbol on it.
“And that’s the last box of the round and we have a bimbo card. It’s Career Change.”
Fifi let out a disappointing growl. Despite everything she still wanted help people and being the best there is. Changing a career now would mean uncertainty, and she hates that.
The board clamoured to life revealing the category: Being the Best There is, Loyalty to a Fault, Happiness in Others, and Adult industry. Fifi roared at delight seeing 3 out of 4. As long as she can avoid the last one, her determination should overcome any of her transformation.
Her hopes were dashed when all 4 were picked.
“Oh, dear. No more threesome and hello foursome. Audience, I shall explain right now. Being the Best There Is means Fifi will strive to become the best of the best no matter the profession. The same goes to Loyalty to a Fault and she’ll stick to her conviction until the day she dies. Happiness in Others means she’ll have a tendency to be not be selfish at all. Sadly, ladies and gentlemen, you have all picked Adult industry and we all know that means. With the rest she’ll be delight in her job and a dedica-wait, what!” Jack was holding a finger over his earpiece as he shouted.” Ladies and gentlemen have I got an amazing announcement for you and Fifi”
Fifi, who was mulling at her podium, perked up when she heard her name. “Fifi, great news. The Accountant felt bad for not giving you an option on the first round and he has announced for the first time ever to let you remove one perk from the list. The caveat is you just have to continue the next round. What do you say?”
Fifi cried in joy but it ended up sounding like a soft howl. “I don’t like Adult Industry. The audience had been bad to me. Boo Hoo.”
“I feel the same way. Sorry folks, she has spoken. Let the collar of fate begin.”
Fifi wasn’t listening to the cheers of the crowd as 3 small jolts hit her in the head, forming a fog that doesn’t seem to want to leave.