Riches, Rags and Reality- MULT. CHANGES, REALITY CHANGE

[Chopchop37920]

Can't wait to see how this game ends!

[JustOdd]

I just wanna bump this incredible story.

[audipwr87]

Thank you for all the kind words! Here is yet another chapter and as always, I hope you enjoy!

---CHAPTER FIVE---

"Well ladies and gents, round eight is now underway! Miranda still has yet to win any challenges, however she now has an extra five hundred grand in her pockets thanks to our previous round!"

Jamie hummed with erotic joy as she watched her old flame continue to stuff herself silly. She was honestly astonished at how much Miranda was packing away.

Jamie knew right then and there that she would attempt to steal Miranda away from Mark or at the very least talk the two of them into starting an open relationship with her which wouldn't be hard. They were only boyfriend and girlfriend after all and had already agreed to a threesome after the show was over...

She now wondered why she hadn't acted sooner. Had Mark wanted to take their relationship to the next level, he'd have done so already.

They didn't even live together for god sakes...

As Miranda had eaten her fill, it was almost as if a fog had lifted from her altered mind. She slowly began waddling back to her podium on the stage, foregoing brushing any of the leftover food scraps from her cavernous cleavage or the chocolate and crumbs from the edges of her mouth. She knew it was there, but she craved attention... She wanted to be humiliated and she knew that Jamie loved it when she made a pig of herself...

If only Lisa, Jamie, Mark or any of the audience knew just how wet she was down below... It took all of her being not to pleasure herself right there on the spot.

"So what do you think you'll do with the extra five hundred grand Miranda?"

Miranda paused for a moment as she mulled things over in her mind while rubbing her plush thighs together.

"Well Winston, for starters I'll eat out every chance I get. And second, I'll invest the rest of the money into starting up my own plus sized fashion boutique."

Winston smirked. "Well I'm sure our audience would agree that while that plan sounds great and all, five hundred thousand dollars won't get you very far, especially considering how strong your appetite for food and humiliation is!"

"Heh I'd say..." Jamie quietly purred to herself.

Mark nodded slowly agreeing with what Winston had said. He truly did love Miranda, but her weight and odd kinks were really starting to get out of hand and have a negative effect on her life.

His eyes began to wander towards his girlfriend's competitor. He began to wonder what she'd look like naked, bouncing atop him. Sure, she had a good twenty pounds on Miranda, but she was also eight inches taller giving her a noticably slimmer build when compared to his girlfriend...

A great deal of the audience began to chuckle at Winston's astute observations remembering exactly what Miranda was like at the beginning of this gameshow.

"Well without any more stalling, let's see what our Die Of Decision has in store for our competitors!

The Die Of Decision began it's slow tumble.

The mysterious man up in the booth smirked devilishly as he pressed a button.

"I'll finally let you win a challenge my blossoming little porkster, but you're going to pay for it..."

***ROUND EIGHT***
---PHYSICAL CHALLENGE---

Winston sighed as he read the card.

"Okay, this is perhaps the simplest and erm... most tasteless of our little challenges here... But we are getting towards the end of our game, the stakes have never been higher and we want to give Miranda a fighting chance. So this challenge is simply called...

"The Whipped Cream Cum Challenge".

"The task is simple enough... We will gather two random people from the audience, have them come up on stage, we will cover their unmentionables in whipped cream and our competitors will perform fellatio until they climax. The first contestant to make their partner cum will be victorious."

With both Lisa and Miranda having a strong humiliation kink, they eagerly looked forward to this challenge.

"If Jamie Rogers and Mark Evans could please come up to the stage!" Winston said loudly.

Jamie excitedly got up and quickly made her way down to the stage.

Mark however was less than excited. He was all for pleasuring or being pleasured by his girlfriend but in the privacy of his own home or Miranda's apartment. Not in front of a crowd of a couple hundred strangers. He remained seated.

Winston looked at his watch as Jamie stood next to Winston. "Time is ticking Mark... Don't force us to make you come down here."

Yet he remained seated...

Winston sighed. "Okay, you leave us no choice..."

He pressed a button on a remote and Mark immediately felt a quick, sharp pain in his posterior.

"OUCH!!! What the?!?!" He stammered as he felt his body begin to move on it's own towards the stage. As he trudged up the stairs and stood next to Winston, he could see the host smirking.

"Told you we could get you up here."

Winston held his hand up to his earpiece as a voice from the control room spoke to him.

"And we have just one more surprise that our show runner requested... Our guests and contestants first need to disrobe completely... and time is of the essence."

"Wait... Why do we have to get undressed??" Lisa asked with curiosity.

"Oh you'll see..." Winston added.

Large screens silently lowered from the ceiling above each contestant. The one above Miranda flashed the number "223.8 LBS" while the one above Lisa read "243.2 LBS".

Jamie thanked her lucky stars that she had shaved just earlier that day as she quickly shed her basic attire that consisted of some tight grey sweats, a snug World Of Warcraft t-shirt and a matching white laced thong and bra. She shifted her short, pudgy body to one side and stood proudly in her birthday suit, not much minding that a few hundred people could see her in all her glory. She looked back behind herself as she witnessed her old girlfriend eyeing her plush form hungrily, her rounded cheeks turning a shade of crimson when Miranda's eyes met with Jamie's.

Mark fought with all of his might to remain clothed, but once again his body betrayed him as he disrobed leaving his chisled body out on display for anyone to see. He could feel his heart beginning to beat faster and faster...

Winston eyed Mark's sizeable member.

"Wow... Now I can see why Miranda chose to be with you. I'm sure many of the ladies out in the audience would agree!"

"This isn't right!! How the fuck are you doing this?!?" Mark groaned out.

"Technology my dear boy! Isn't it grand??? Now I want the two of you to plant yourselves on these chairs here."

Two heavily padded chairs emerged from openings in the floor and once they had maneuvered themselves into the plush chairs, long arms extended from the floor with long nozzle attachments. They then proceeded to cover both Mark and Jamie's nether regions in a perfectly formed cone of whipped cream.

"And now I will need Miranda and Lisa to take their positions in front of our guests..."

Miranda and Lisa looked at eachother confused.

"Something the matter??" Winston questioned.

"Umm... Well... Mark is Miranda's boyfriend and Jamie is her ex... So who goes where??" Lisa asked.

Winston stroked his chin. "Ah I see! Well that gives an edge to Miranda... Well, to make things somewhat fair, I think you will pleasure Mark while Miranda pleasures her old flame... Jamie!"

Mark was horrified that this show would make him cheat on his girlfriend... against his will... Yet, he couldn't deny that he was growing more and more turned on by the second. Being pleasured by a total stranger... He wondered if Lisa could stack up to Miranda's exceptional dick sucking abilities...

Miranda tried to hide the excitment she had at the thought of burying her tongue between her ex girlfriend's plump lips. Even now, she remembered how Jamie liked it. They had even used whipped cream just like this with some of their steamy past sessions.

Miranda and Lisa did as they were told and positioned themselves before their partners, kneeling on the floor and leaning slightly forward.

As Winston pressed a button, two rather sizeable phalic shaped toys with three sizeable openings at the tip emerged from the floor directly beneath the contestants, parting their already moist slits but then began slow and steadily pumping in and out of them causing them to moan out in pure ecstasy.

"It's no fair if it's only our guests getting pleasured is it?" Winston chuckled to the audience.

"On your mark..."

"Get set..."

Both Lisa and Miranda hungrily placed their hands onto their partner's thighs and parted them...

"GO!!!"

As Winston yelled "GO!" The toys picked up speed as they went in and out of both Miranda and Lisa's already sopping snatches.

They both eagerly dove in fueled by sex.

Winston cleared his throat. "So... As I was saying, technology is amazing these days, and now that our contestants are being overtaken by a special but temporary drug mixtured boost in their sex drives, I can explain what will happen. What these amazing devices will do is quite astonishing. With every thrust of the synthetic members, the first hole is filling them with a special sex boost drug. The second hole will pump a special concoction into the girl's bodies... Lisa's has a special mixture that liquifies her fat cells while Miranda's will ready her body to gain whatever Lisa loses. The third hole will suck Lisa's liquified fat cells out of her and inject it into Miranda. The longer it takes them to get their guests to climax, the more extreme the changes become!"

Jamie was overcome with pleasure, but not enough to be blind to what was happening to her beautiful ex girlfriend. Sure she wanted her to gain weight, but she wanted it to be her choice and at her own pace.

"Miranda!! Speed up!! You're getting fatter!!!"

But Miranda's sex drenched mind simply didn't pick up on what Jamie had said and was burying her head between Jamie's plump thighs, going directly for her slit and massaging the folds with her versed tongue, while Lisa hungrily engulfed Mark's generous member and began pistoning up and down his rock hard shaft like a seasoned pro.

Mark was likewise trying to get Lisa's attention to speed up to keep the changes to his girlfriend at a minimum, but Lisa continued engulfing his member.

"Lisa hurry up!!! My girlfriend is getting fatter with each passing second!!!"

And as they pleasured their guests, a strange thing was going on between Miranda and Lisa thanks to the objects parting their lower lips...

Lisa was beginning to lose mass, and the weight she lost was beginning to appear on Miranda's already bloated form.

LISA-- 238.6 LBS
MIRANDA-- 228.4 LBS

Miranda was thoroughly enjoying the taste of her ex girlfriend's juices as they mixed with the whipped cream. She began to wonder why they broke up in the first place. They were always so good together...

Miranda and Jamie locked eyes for a moment, and Jamie couldn't help but illicit a gasp as she looked on at Miranda's softening visage slathered in whipped cream.

It secretly turned her on to no end...

Miranda dove back in. She was focusing so much on pleasuring her ex that she failed to notice the extra weight flowing into her with each pump.

Miranda could feel Jamie writhing in her seat from the amount of pleasure she was experiencing which only made her try harder, burying her face deeper into her ex's crotch.

Lisa was likewise enjoying pleasuring this very attractive man, taking his whole length down her throat, massaging his head and shaft with her astute tongue and throat. She could feel him tensing up with every motion she made.

She too failed to notice her body slowly slimming down as the device worked it's magic.

LISA-- 229.9 LBS
MIRANDA-- 237.1 LBS

Mark and Jamie continuously attempted to wake their partners from their sex fueled tirades, but were soon overcome with waves of euphoria too high to control.

They both passed two hundred and thirty pounds in opposite directions as Miranda officially became the heavier of the two in just the span of a few minutes.

Miranda ran her hands to the sides of Jamie's plush hips, gripping them and squeezing them as she buried her softening face as deep in as it would go. Jamie began to clamp her thighs around Miranda's head which only meant one thing, she was getting close to cumming.

LISA-- 215.8 LBS
MIRANDA-- 251.2 LBS

Both Lisa and Mark were also enjoying their time together as Mark was beginning to groan and she could feel his already hard member almost pulsating. She could tell he too was getting close which only made her try harder.

Suddenly a deluge of juices hit Miranda's face like an unforgiving flood. Something that Miranda had always loved about Jamie.

A buzzer cried out signifying that the challenge had come to a close.

The screens above each girl flashed with a final count for their weights.

STARTING WEIGHTS:

LISA-- 243.2 LBS
MIRANDA-- 223.8 LBS

ENDING WEIGHTS:

LISA-- 198.4 LBS
MIRANDA-- 268.6 LBS

"This is incredible ladies and gents! In just a mere five minutes time, Lisa lost nearly forty five pounds while Miranda gained that same exact amount!" Winston added.

At that moment, both Lisa and Miranda's minds cleared. They soon realized what had just transpired.

For the first time in the game, Miranda had won a challenge, but at a significant cost.

She slowly brought her two hundred and sixty eight pound body upwards to a standing position as she realized just what had happened. She ran her hands up and down her softer frame, hefting up her massive mammaries in each hand as they overflowed her pudgy palms. She next inspected her belly noticing that it had garnered much of the gain erasing much of her hourglass form that she had before these forty five pounds had accumulated on her body. Her hands slid lower, and her eyes nearly bulged out of her head when she saw just how wide her hips had become and gasped when she felt just how much softer her already massive ass had become. She was feeling a sense of sadness but it was mixed with a tinge of erotic fascination as the humiliation set in. She looked over at Mark and nearly burst into tears when she witnessed the disgusted look on his face as he glanced over her larger form. He mouthed the words: "I'm sorry..." to her.

"Look, I know it doesn't mean much, but I think you look beautiful with the extra weight... A robust goddess..." Jamie purred.

"Thank you Jamie..." She said hanging her head low.

Lisa was likewise mourning the loss of her exaggerated curves as she inspected her body. She was still moderately plump, but she missed the extra heft of her breasts and the way her ass used to jut out from her thick thighs.

"I'm sorry Miranda... I'd take the weight back if I could..." Lisa said as she consoled her competitor.

"And there you have it folks! Miranda has finally pulled off a victory and has become four hundred thousand dollars richer, giving her a grand total of nine hundred thousand dollars since the start of our game!"

"That's great and all ruining two lives you sadistic fuck, but can you let me up now?!?" Mark barked at Winston.

"Now now now, be patient my dear boy, we still have to let reality catch up to these changes before we spin The Wheel Of Chance! Who knows, maybe you'll enjoy your wif- err girlfriend's new softer form in your new reality." Winston chuckled.

Mark furrowed his brow as he caught Winston's slip up. Why did Winston almost refer to Miranda as his wife?? The thought boggled his mind to it's very core.

"Now let's look at their stats and what changes have been brought on by this simple transference of weights!" Winston said.

Lisa Stevens--

Age: 32
Height: 5'9"
(((Weight: 198.4 LBS)))
(((Breasts: B cup)))
(((Pants size: 12-14)))
(((Body Shape: Pear/Chubby)))
Hair: Natural Black (Shoulder length)
(((Skin: Pale/Tattooed/freckled)))
Eyes: Gray, imperfect eyesight (glasses needed)
IQ: 113
Education: High school graduate with a degree in management from a local community college
(((Personality: Slightly dominant)))
Ambition: Moderate
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Libido: High
Sexual Kinks: Dom/Sub, BBW porn, Roleplaying, Feeder play, humiliation
Willpower: Moderate
Hobbies: Watching tv, relaxing at home, healthy eating, horror movies, listening to rock music
Career: Manager of moderately classy sit down restaurant ($80k annual salary)

Miranda Brooks

Age: 26
Height: 5'1"
(((Weight: 268.6 LBS)))
(((Breasts: M cup)))
(((Pants size: 20-22)))
(((Body Shape: Slight Hourglass/Obese)))
Hair: Natural Brunette (Long, Straight)
(((Skin: Slightly pale with stretchmarks and numerous blemishes)))
Eyes: Brown, perfect vision
IQ: 117
Education: College Graduate (B average)
(((Personality: Slightly Submissive)))
Ambition: High
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Libido: High
Sexual kinks: Sub/Dom kink, roleplaying, Feedee, Humiliation
Willpower: Moderate
Hobbies: Fashion design, reading, fast food, public snacking and stuffing, drinking alcohol, listening to music, wearing revealing clothing
(((Career: Cashier at Fashion Boutique for special body shapes and sizes ($34k annual salary) )))

"Oof... Looks like you caught the short end of the stick Miranda... But not to worry! After reality settles in just a few moments, you'll get to try your luck with the "Wheel Of Chance!"

The ultraviolet lights once again cast itself down upon Miranda and Lisa.

Lisa's worried expression melted away as a more self confident look took hold. A new low cut black laced dress showed off her new violet bra with pride while the bottom hem ended just beneath her firmer asscheeks. New four inch heels had adorned her smaller feet. Her body language changed as she cocked her hip to one side and laughingly looked on at her bloated competitor.

Next, the worried look on Miranda's chuberic face turned to a sultry gaze. She held herself up with pride as a new and noticably cheaper outfit tightly wound itself around her softer body. Her breasts were hefted up by a massive black laced bra and a fire engine red halter top left her deep, pale cavernous cleavage out for anyone to see. Beneath the short lower hem, a good three inches of her pale, stretch marked belly could be visible. Below her larger waist, a pair of ultra tight blue jeans wrapped themselves around her pulpy posterior, thick thighs and fatter calves complete with cheap white flip flops.

Mark's worried and apologetic expression changed to one of sadness with a hint of disgust.

"How you are okay with putting your body on display for everyone to see is beyond me... We really need to have a serious discussion about our future after this game is over... I'm legitimately worried about you hun..." He said as he swiftly got dressed, pecked her on the cheek and headed back towards his seat in the audience.

Miranda thought back to before this game... Her and Mark's relationship was already at it's wits end... He constantly chastised her for her ever increasing weight. If only he knew that she actually enjoyed the negative comments about her unhealthy diet, how fat she was getting, or the daring and often times too tight clothing she wore...

It took everything in her being to keep her fantasties a secret from him... That she wanted to get fatter, that she loved to be demoralized.

She often asked Jamie for advice... If she should keep gaining and risk messing up what her and Mark had or just give in and attempt to lose weight.

Jamie answered the same way every time.

"If he doesn't love you for you, then he doesn't deserve to be with you! Don't starve yourself just to make him happy!"

As the purple light shone upon Jamie, her scared expression became one of caring for her old flame as she approached her from behind. Her old outfit transformed to one more suitable to catch her ex's attention. A low cut top she had made out of one of her band tees and denim short shorts. She wanted Miranda bad and she didn't care if it meant tearing Mark and Miranda apart. Their relationship was hanging on by a thread as it was.

"Don't listen to him Miran... You're beautiful just the way you are. Maybe I can come over after this and smooth things over with him..." She purred as she daintily kissed Miranda's plush cheek and gave her a gentle pat on her padded derriere.

"Thanks hun... I'd like that..." Miranda gently cooed.

Jamie smirked as she walked off the stage. She would most certainly smooth things over with Mark. But after he would go to bed, Jamie would treat her ex to some alcohol to loosen up her inhibitions and then coerce her into eating some food. Miranda was a big beautiful woman after all who only seemed to get more beautiful with each new luscious pound that claimed her body.

"Well... Now let's move onto The Wheel Of Chance! Let's see what it has in store for us! Hopefully it'll gel you out Miranda!"

The wheel began periodically clicking as it spun.

Gain A New Perspective...
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A Shift of Mass...
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Battle Of the Wills...
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A Battle Of Wits...
...
Sexuality Surprise...
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Personality Switcheroo!...
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Ambition Alteration...
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Complexion Conundrum...
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Age Shift...
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Kink Kaleidoscope...
...
Winner's choice

---AMBITION ALTERATION---

"Oh great spin Miranda! You can really turn the tides with this one! You can turn Lisa here into a lazy, undriven loser. Are you ready?"

As Miranda was about to answer, a plan formed in her mind. She would cater to Miranda's need to be humiliated. She began to plant a seed...

"But Miranda... Wouldn't it be SO hot if you decided to give up some of your ambition and give it to me? To no longer feel guilty about only being a cashier... To no longer feel self conscious about your less than perfect grades from college? To no longer feel guilty about putting your boyfriend's needs before your want to gain weight? But to actually love the feeling of being a big, fat failure?"

Miranda rubbed her thighs together at the thought. A thought that terrified but also sent massive waves of pleasure down her spine.

"You'd give anything to be fatter wouldn't you? Even above your own relationship? Mark is holding you back!"

Miranda bit her lip hungrily. The idea of being some big, fat, single failure flashed through her mind.

"Just say: Winston, I want you to transfer my ambition to Lisa!"

"Don't do it hun!!!" Mark screamed out from the crowd standing from his seat.

He began to sprint down towards the stage.

But Lisa's voice was drowning out her boyfriend's words of advice. All she had to do was say the words...

"Winston..."

"I want..."

"You..."

"To transfer..."

"My ambition to Lisa..." She moaned out loud as she came on the spot.

Lisa smirked at the fact that her simple plan had worked!

Winston paused. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

As Mark reached the edge of the stage, Miranda answered riding the coat tails of her most recent climax, she sighed out drunk on pleasure.

"Yes! Yes!! I want to be a fat, undriven loser!"

Mark froze right where he was, unable to move in any direction as the lights turned the familiar vibrant violet hue.

"Okay, if you insist!" Winston chuckled. Ladies and gents, let's see what happens when Miranda practically loses all of her ambition while Lisa gains it all!"

"Oh fuck..." Mark gasped out.

[kanyon]

Great addition, I especially like the way she is made to ask for the change in the end. I can’t wait to see how much of a loser she becomes. Keep up the fantastic work, this story is very hot.

[Freaksss]

Great story.

[Mr. Storyteller]

Really excited to see how this will end! Please don't forget to finish this masterpiece