"So… are you a lesbian now? Is that it?"

Morgan was shook out of her thoughts as Evelyn spoke to her, the superheroine looking annoyed and in pain but considering the options she had been given she was also looking relieved. She went to answer but her eyes immediately dropped to the other woman's chest, the CEO normally dressed in a pantsuit or a costume that clearly compressed her most obvious feature as Morgan unconsciously squeezed her thighs, her mouth going dry as just the sight of the attractive woman was making it difficult for her think straight.

Evelyn snorted softly, looking over at Riley who hadn't stopped moving her hips in a desperate attempt to orgasm. "And I suppose you're stuck… What, feeling good?"

"Oooohhh fuck.… it does feel-fuck I can't stop! I just need to cum and I'll… I'll…" Riley was delirious as she spoke, eyes hazy with lust and sending empathetic squeezes of pleasure into Morgan's core.

"Well clearly she wants us to answer the questions a certain way, with the 'right' answer doing something to your head while if you lose…"

"You get your brain drained… ohhh fuuuck it felt so good… I want her to drain my brain again, I'll cum sooo hard."

Evelyn sighed as Riley lost herself in her imagination, eyes swapping between the civilian detective who still couldn't meet her eye and the vigilante whose inner fire was all but gone in favor of fucking herself stupid. Clearly it was going to be up to her to rescue the three of them… which meant giving in and answering those questions for points. Winning the rounds as well, her mind going soft for a moment as she thought back to the puzzle in round 1. The letters circled around until all she could think about was how crystal clear the word 'WHORE' was when she took it all in. Even now it was imprinted in the back of her mind, such an obvious choice for her and her slutty whore tits on displ-

The sound of the show starting back up shook her out of her reverie, an annoyed sound leaving her as she tried to settle and relax. Evelyn had the backing of Steele Corp to help her fix anything Arcadia could do… she just had to focus and win.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome back to 'Hapless Heroines', the only game show where three superheroines enter but only one gets to keep their secret identity! Now all three of you ladies know how the game works by now right?"

Riley moaned in ecstasy as she still tried to get off, while Evelyn and Morgan nodded slightly, leading Arcadia to flash her pearly whites again as she walked over to the redhead still trying to find enough pressure on her clit to orgasm.

"Now Riley, you're only down one point so the game is still in reach!" Arcadia put the microphone up to Riley's face, the girl trying to give another defiant 'fuck you' before descending into a deluge of fucks. "For Round Two, if you'd look at the screen in front of you, you'll see- drum roll please…"

The screen that dropped down in front of Riley's podium sparked to life, the leafy bits of a hedge maze filling it as the bright words of "The Red Queen's Maze" splashed across the front.

"The Red Queen's Maze! The instructions are fairly simple, you're going to start at one end and be given the choice of 'right' or 'left'. All you have to do is get through the maze without guessing incorrectly and the point is yours. Fail and well… it's another spin of the Wheel of Punishment."

Riley groaned in ecstasy, pulled out of her as if against her will at the thought of another spin of the wheel and what it could do to her. Still she did her best to still her body, the maze starting up as a brilliant set of arrows asked her to go one way or the other. Both featured the silhouette of a queen pointing in a direction, colored red with two different scepters; one in the shape of a heart while the other in the shape of a club.

"Umm… Right…"

She didn't get far, the game giving her a bad ending sound effect as Arcadia chuckled to herself while moving over to the Wheel of Punishment. Riley groaned angrily but the two other women could see her body shaking in need as the wheel spun and spun and spun…

"Oh! Bad bit of luck there." The arrow had landed on the cartoon brain again, and although Riley pretended to be upset the way her eyes lit up as the ray gun popped up out of her podium again. She didn't even try to struggle as it lit up again, its pulsating beam sending bolts of obvious pleasure through her as she began to wildly hump her podium again. Riley's green eyes rolled up in her head as the shaking began in earnest, her body stiffening as her mouth opened in a sharp 'O' as she came hard.

Evelyn and Morgan shivered for a different reason, especially when Riley finally came down from her high, a silly smile crossing her face as she blinked, her green eyes no longer sharp as she sank against the podium.

"Well that was certainly worth tuning in for wasn't it folks? How are we doing Riley?"

"Goooood.…" The redhead sounded drunk, but even after cumming her hips still wanted to grind against something.

"Well that's great to hear, especially going into our question round where you can make up some points. Tell me Riley, would you consider yourself a 'bad bitch' or a 'good girl'?" The aura of smugness radiating off of Arcadia was almost palpable on stage, as Riley giggled to herself and moaned again.

"Mmm? Riley… Riley's a good girl- ohhh!" Everyone watched as bliss radiated into her body, leaving her buzzing and humming as the former firecracker of a vigilante had been reduced to a puddle of lust trying to hump what was left of her mind away while repeating that she was a 'good girl' underneath her breath with every strike of her hips against the podium.

Arcadia walked on over to Evelyn's podium, the heroine's expression as steely as her last name as she watched the screen drop down in front of her. "Well Evelyn, I must say she didn't give you much of a hint but maybe after Riley's example you'll have a better go?"

"Hint?" Evelyn blinked her grey eyes as she glared at the villainess, unaware of the way Morgan leaned in next to her, ears almost twitching as she worked to take in every word.

"Of course! There's always a way to win after all." Arcadia merely smiled as the same image of the maze dropped down before Evelyn.

"Oh. I see the trick now." Evelyn stared at the two silhouettes, the different queens making it obvious which one she should take as she nodded towards the one with the heart scepter. "So left. Then-"

The sharp sound of failure rang out throughout the studio, punctuated by an enthusiastic giggle from Arcadia as she moved to the wheel, Evelyn's mouth agape in shock. "It-you. You cheated! She went right and failed!"

Arcadia gave a fake gasp of shock, before glaring in genuine anger at the brunette CEO at the center of her stage. "Don't be ridiculous. I don't cheat. Take our Wheel of Punishment here? It's not rigged to give the result I want… which is probably for the best because if we made your tits grow anymore you'd struggle to make it through the rest of our program won't you?"

Evelyn just stared in silent anger as the wheel spun, the crowd cheering as the little arrow clicked and clicked past the little cartoon brain… and onto an image of a peach.

"Well there we go, guess you're going to be as bottom heavy as you are top heavy."

The restrained superheroine was going to retort before she felt a vibration sink through her body, starting at her waist and sliding down around her hips and rear. Evelyn let loose a gasp and bit down on her lip as it reached her clit, her body begging to move as it jerked against her will, rolling against the part of the podium between her legs much like Riley had been doing. Morgan looked on in shock as the professional and willful woman continued to move, each repetition sending a rhythmic jiggle through Evelyn's ass as it grew. And grew. And grew…

Arcadia hadn't been kidding as Evelyn's body went from a top heavy but modestly curvy to downright hourglass, each pound of flesh adding more momentum and sound as they clapped together violently, bolts of pleasure daggering into her clit until she was moving under her own power. She couldn't stop, the momentum of her body keeping her hips slamming into the podium as it creaked underneath the weight until a restrained groan shook through her body.

Evelyn breathed heavily as the bliss of the orgasm faded away, turning her head behind her as she looked in shock. Even restrained, she could see enough of her rear to groan in annoyance, her massive ass looking like she was smuggling a watermelon in each cheek, soft flesh jiggling and eager for…

"I wasn't quite sure we'd be able to do it with the pair of sluthandles you've kept hidden from the world but I do think we managed quite well getting you up to size ehh?" Evelyn yelped in shock at Arcadia being right next to her, having snuck over while she was still recovering and earning her a glare from the brunette. "Question time though! Tell us Evelyn… Big or Small?"

"What's the catch? What trick are you pulling now? If I give you an answer, what does that actually mean?" Evelyn was pissed that she had lost the chance at another point, the answer the show wanted her to give was clear as pleasure had her squeezing her thighs but after the failure… she needed to know what she was getting into.

"No catch. Well, not in the sense you're thinking of." Arcadia's smile expanded out into a full Cheshire grin. "That being said, you're right! One word isn't much to go off of… let's try a visual aid so you know what you're playing for."

The screen in front of Evelyn flickered and split into two as it pulled away, making it so Morgan and Riley could easily see what was on it. Morgan made a face as the images of two men showed up, naked and on display as Evelyn gasped in shock.

"Kenneth!"

Morgan had to guess it was the man on the left, a slightly older white man in his 40s with a sizable cock and fit form tied to a chair. She was pretty sure she'd never seen Kenneth Steele as the wealthy husband of Evelyn liked his privacy, but she recognized the man on the right. Bulky with muscle to the point of obscenity, his cock had to be as big as her forearm as it stood proud, tattoos of various designs stood out fresh despite his black skin, darker than even Arcadia. The gold tooth in his grin was on plenty of wanted posters and featured in many warnings to young police-women in Freedom City. The villain Big Pimpin' (aka Big P) was known to turn any of them unlucky enough to cross paths with him into another one of his whores. Last she heard though, he had been put behind bars… by the very woman standing next to her and the rest of the Femme Force Five.

Morgan wasn't the only one shocked to see him, as Evelyn stared slack-jawed at the supervillain she had last encountered by throwing him through a concrete wall and then into the back of a police van. He had been naked then as well, intent on using his drugged bodily liquids to turn an innocent woman into another one of his slave sluts. She had been disgusted, remembering the conversation she had had with her husband before they had made love that evening. Kenneth was no slouch in bed, and certainly a more tender lover than Big P ever could be…

But the question from earlier lingered in her mind, two simple words with their meaning clear in contrast as the supervillain had to have half a foot on her husband and not just in height. The dangerous tool sat dark and erect in her vision, massive and consuming her attention as she sat slack jawed in shock, pleasure slinking through her body as whatever trick Arcadia had slipped in that gave her pain if she answered 'incorrectly' and tempting the words the villainess wanted out of her.

"Big." She whispered it, barely even realizing the word escaped her as she sat slack-jawed in awe at the size of Big P's… Evelyn shook herself out of her daze, a look of horror crossing her face as she realized what she had said out loud. "No! Wait, I meant- ohhhhh!"

Those hints of pleasure flooded into her fully now, up her spine and right up to her head as her eyes went back and forth between her sweet, loving husband… Ken's erect cock nowhere near the size of the python her mind was now focusing on, the size of the monster having her equally large ass start to twitch. Images of taking it between her newly enhanced cheeks took over her mind as she mindlessly humped the seat between her legs, imagining the hard pillar was something else that she could twerk against, something fat and hard that could slip inside of her and turn her into the perfect whore, a slut purely for pleasure…

"Well, well, well… Didn't know you were such a size queen there Evelyn. You've got the body for it though." Arcadia chuckled to herself as she obviously lusted over the transformed woman, a soft snort escaping from her target as she turned off the screens and Evelyn released something that sounded somewhat like disappointment as they vanished. "It was a nice try though, and look! You're on the board!"

Evelyn looked equal parts embarrassed and horrified as Arcadia meandered over to Morgan, leaning against the podium as she put the microphone in front of the restrained cop. "It appears you're it, detective. All you have to do is get through the maze and you pull quite a bit in the lead, maybe even give you a bit of cushion… although not for the pushing like Evelyn has gotten." The fake crowd delivered polite laughter from outside the stage lights as Morgan glared. "Or maybe you won’t, who knows if you'll join your fellow contestants with a spin of the Wheel of Punishment… What do you say, ready to give The Red Queen's Maze a go?"

Morgan didn't have to answer as the screen came down, the image of the maze coming to life and for the first time seeing the two queens point in opposite directions, and she had to think about her first move. "Red Queen's Maze?" The question was pointed at Arcadia but Evelyn muttered to herself just in earshot of Morgan.

"It's a trick, stupid Alice in Wonderland..."

"Ah ah ah, no help from the peanut gallery." Arcadia glared at Evelyn who promptly shut her mouth, before turning to the curious expression on the detective's face. "No tricks though, I might be a villain but I'm an honest one."

"Yeah, that makes sense. Especially since the queen in Alice in Wonderland is the 'Queen of Hearts' while the 'Red Queen' is from 'Through the Looking-Glass' so… club scepter. That’ll make it Left. Right. Right. Left. Right… straight through the mirror in the middle?"

The final turn had revealed a slightly different screen with an elaborate mirror at the center of the two queens with heart-shaped scepters, and sure enough the happy bells of a victory screen popped up. Morgan looked over at Arcadia, the villainess equal parts annoyed but also… enjoying herself at having the puzzle solved? She couldn't tell with the domino mask covering her eyes, but the smile she had been wearing for the entire show had faltered for only a moment.

"Well done, well done, Detective. Another point, and another miss of the wheel. Let's see if you'd like to add to your lead…" Arcadia made a show of flipping through the cards in her hand before stopping on one. "Tell us Detective, are you a 'Protect and Serve' kind of girl or a 'Destroy and Dominate' cop?"

"Protect and Serve obviously." Morgan didn't think twice about the answer, the common motto of a police officer having been drilled into her since she was a child. The bits of pleasure pushing up through her made her think she maybe should've as Morgan bit back a moan. Arcadia was clearly ecstatic at her answer though as she leaned in hungrily.

"That's what I thought you'd say. You definitely would love to serve wouldn't you?"

Morgan couldn't help a submissive mewl from escaping her as her knees almost gave out, keeping herself upright without needing to rest against the part of the podium between her legs. That didn't stop them from shaking though, her body quivering the desire to drop to the ground, eyes shut tight as wave after wave of pleasure pumped a desire to obey the attractive, dominant villainess in front of her.

"I think that is a good enough answer for me." Arcadia stretched, the sides of her chocolate breasts straining against the deep cleavage of her white blazer and drawing Morgan's eyes like moths to the flame, a quirk of confidence popping up her lips as she settled down. "That being said though, with that you pull further into the lead at four points. Leaving Riley in second place at two points, and Evelyn bringing up more than just her own rear into last place at one. Ready for Round Three ladies?"

Arcadia didn't wait for them to answer, spinning on one heel and walking back to center stage, fully aware of Morgan's eyes unconsciously following the sway of her hips as she did so.

* * * * *

Morgan was in the lead, but it didn't feel like it as her mind tried to wrap itself around the unfamiliar thoughts and emotions swimming through her. She was a young woman from a cop family, one of the youngest detectives on the force, and the sudden submissive desires vibrating through her were as strange as the sudden longing she had to dive between the legs of any one of the women on stage. It would feel so right to be on her knees, using her tongue to service and-

She had to shake herself from the daydream as Arcadia brought the attention back to herself as the holographic screens popped back up in front of the three restrained women. Evelyn was equally shaken, her body and mind betraying her fidelity in a manner that felt far better than it should have while Riley… the lazy smile and dull eyes of the redhead as she slowly humped the seat of her podium were all Morgan needed to see to know the state of her mind.

"Now Round Three… How familiar are you ladies with sexting?" Arcadia twirled the microphone by its cord as she cocked a hip at center stage, leaning into the whoops and cheers echoing around them.

"It's not fair." Evelyn muttered to herself as she tried to focus her mind on anything other than the sight of a deliciously large black cock burned into it.

"What was that? Not fair? What's not fair." The villainess froze as she cocked her head to look at Evelyn, face tight with annoyance as her integrity as a game master was called into question again.

"It's just… She's in a terrible state because she's had to go first every round, while I'm only doing slightly better because I've gone second." Evelyn nodded at Riley, the young woman giggling and whispering about what a good girl she was to herself. The CEO/Heroine was a bit flushed as though she didn't want to continue, but a need to get out of here with what was left of her dignity intact had her mouth opening again. "Meanwhile the detective here has had a clear advantage watching us do the games first and that's why she's in the lead."

Her initial reaction was to look at the once-buxom, now equally bootylicious brunette in anger but Morgan watched as Arcadia rolled the thought over in her mind. The games were simple, window dressing for the real part of the show which was the questions afterwards turning them into… Morgan didn't know what they were being turned into, but she had an idea considering Evelyn's first round puzzle and the appearance of the villain Big P… She just hadn't figured out what that meant for her or Riley yet.

"You’re being a sore loser… but you know what? In the interest of fairness we'll have you go last this round hmm? So, sexting? Any experience Detective?"

"Some." Morgan didn't feel any shame from the sounds of the crowd jeering and hollering at her answer, mostly because her experience came entirely from work and decoding the texts of various murder victims rather than… she didn't like the idea of Alex sexting her before the drastic change in who she was attracted to and she disliked the idea even more now.

"Spicy… Well, the game for Round Three should be a cakewalk for you then." The holographic screen blipped back to life in front of her podium with three emojis in a row; Kneeling Woman, Tongue, Oyster. "Your task is to decode these emojis for us. However, I'm not looking for a specific answer but rather the best answer among the three of you, so there's only one point on the board Detective… any thoughts?"

Her eyes rolled almost entirely against her will as Morgan adjusted herself inside her restraints, the common theme of her questions and prompts easy to thread together but the reason why… a small shudder went up her spine as she realized she had been staring at the screen the whole time, snapping her slackening jaw up as she glared at the smiling Arcadia.

"It's… an obedient woman asking to eat out her mistress' pussy." This time she couldn't stop the heat from reaching her face as the crowd noise pumped in to whoop and cheer, and the heat that trickled down into her core at how hot what she had just said sounded, her body turned on at even the slightest prospect of being able to serve… and Morgan had an idea who was supposed to be her mistress at the sinister leer Arcadia sent her way.

"Definitely a solid answer… Let's go over to Riley… You ready to play, doll?" Riley shuddered in obvious bliss as the last word Arcadia said rolled out across her skin, the young redhead having already had her brain drained twice and oblivious to anything but her own need. This time when the holographic screen popped up, it contained the images of an Angelic Face, Electrical Plug, and a Nesting Doll. Rather than answering directly though, she just leaned against the podium so her pussy could find traction on the part between her legs, hips jerking wildly as she stared blankly at the screen, Morgan wondering if the dazed expression she wore had been on her own face moments ago…

"I'm a good dolly… I'm a good dolly… I'm a good dolly…" Riley's voice was barely audible as she repeated the words, dull eyes reflecting the lights of the stage as she mindlessly humped what was left of her mind away.

"Ehh… good enough for me. Judges?" Arcadia cocked her head as the two more aware women tried to read the villainess' body language, this being the first time she'd ever mentioned anyone else on the show besides them. "They say they’ll accept that answer, leaving… Evelyn. Did that do it for you, give you the kind of insight you wanted going forward?"

Evelyn just narrowed her eyes at Arcadia, although in truth it had been useful, watching Riley turn into even more of a drooling mess and Morgan's own eyes going soft as she watched the screen. She needed to read what the images were quickly and look away, or else she'd get stuck like them. The holographic screen popped up, leaving Evelyn with the images of an Eggplant, a Hammer, and a Swirly-Eyed Face.

She couldn't stop the confused look crossing her face as Arcadia asked her to decode the message, her eyes darting between the eggplant and the swirly-eyed face as her brain tried to catch up with what her eyes were seeing. A part of her reminded her to look away now, but it was smothered under thoughts of big cocks, the swirls in the emoji seeming to move in her mind as the thought of pumping away at those big dicks with her big ass and her big whore tits-

"Evelyn!"

The superheroine shook herself out of the fantasy that had been building in her mind, looking over at the detective next to her who had just yelled at her. The stocky brunette cocked her head at something in front of her, Evelyn turning and realizing that Arcadia was looking at her wrist, music ticking away as a timer on the screen began to countdown. It hadn't appeared for the other two women, but Evelyn also didn't know how long she had been staring mindlessly as she shouted out the first thing that came to mind.

"Fuck me with your big cock!" The words blurted out easily enough, sending bolts of pleasure across her body as she was rewarded with obeying the needs that had been implanted into her but the evil smirk on Arcadia's face didn't give her much confidence that she had done anything more than fall into another trap.

"Well not entirely far off, but we were looking for something like 'pound' or 'hammer' to be included and you being fucked senseless, stupid, silly, etc." It wasn't clear whether or not that was true or if Arcadia was just punishing her for claiming she wasn't running a fair show, and Evelyn felt tears of anger and frustration welling up as she realized what was about to happen. "and while I want to say Riley was even closer, the detective gave the most complete answer and therefore the point this round!"

The invisible crowd went wild, not for Morgan's victory but for Arcadia walking over to the Wheel of Punishment, putting one hand on it as she grinned over in Riley's direction. "Sorry doll-" Her smile widened at Riley's oblivious moan in response to her callout as she set the wheel off. "-but you've earned another spin, although let's hope we get something… different…"

So far there had been no real cracks in Arcadia's character, but even she stood dumbfounded and shocked as the wheel spun around and around before landing on the cartoon brain again. Riley was ecstatic though as she watched the ray gun pop up out of her podium, putting her forehead as close as she could to the device as she eagerly waited to be turned into an even dumber drooling mess than she already was.

"Well fuck." The microphone was off but Evelyn and Morgan both heard Arcadia swear as she tapped at a nearly invisible earbud and began pacing around the stage by the wheel while Riley made sounds of bliss at the sensation of her mind being melted again. "Hey… Dave? Yeah, it's Arcadia. Are you watching- Yeah. Uh huh. Will she even be able to compete? I've got a show- Yeah, I know you told me two is the limit, it isn't rigged she's just unlucky… Mmm hmm… Mmm hmm… alright, I'll have the client do something about it during the break."

Morgan watched as the villainess took a deep breath and held it for a moment, releasing it and returning to her trademark grin as she gestured at someone off-stage. "Well! I suppose we aren't going to be expecting much from Riley after a third round of the Brain Drain… but I suppose that's what we have Evelyn for! Ready for a spin of the-"

Arcadia reached up to give it a proper spin as the crowd cried out the name of the wheel, Evelyn stoic with only a tiny quiver of her lip to show her frustration or fear. She would have taken anything but the brain, Riley having been left as little more than a drooling, humping mess as she giggled next to her. Evelyn got her wish too as the wheel clacked and clacked past the brain and breasts and onto a cartoon heart.

"Ahh! Inhibitions! While our stoic and proud heroine Vanguard has avoided the fate of her fellow contestant Riley, she's going to find life a lot more fun and be far easier to get along with… ready Evelyn?"

The busty brunette cursed when a ray gun not unlike the one that had popped out of Riley's podium came out of hers. She tried to turn her head or get out of the way, but the restraints made it hard to do little but watch with wide eyed fear as it came to life, a visible flinch and yell as a beam of light hit her. Evelyn waited for something to happen, but as moments turned to seconds she let herself relax, confusion reigning her thoughts as she opened her eyes slowly.

"Now, the lowering of inhibitions is certainly less showy than some of the other punishments but maybe Evelyn would be willing to change that, especially with how wet she's gotten from that. Have a bit of fun and put on a show for the audience babe."

Evelyn glared at the smiling Arcadia, uncomfortable that she was aware how turned on she was from being naked in front of who knew how many eyes. The part of the podium between her legs was close enough to rub her sensitive clit up, and even just the slightest brush sent a shudder through her. Evelyn didn't bother to question her reaction, not when she could continue to move her hips as she leaned forward to scrape her hard nipples against the edge of the podium. There was a voice in the back of her mind that was telling her this wasn't something she'd normally do but why should she listen to it? Evelyn knew that her body had been changed, that her mind had been played with. There was no fixing that in the end so why shouldn't she just feel good in the moment?

Arcadia just chuckled to herself as she watched the well-respected and haughty leader of Freedom City's professional hero teams debase herself on the stage. "Everyone loves a woman who knows what she wants." Morgan felt her eyes slide over her way as Arcadia moved over to Evelyn's podium. "While we've got one more break before we go into the final round Evelyn, you unfortunately only have one point still. You're a long way away from Morgan over there but there's still a chance after all. Starting with questions…” Arcadia sifted through her cards, seemingly not liking any of the options before looking at the restrained heroine. “Would you be willing to undergo another punishment of my choice for a point to help close that gap and save your secret identity?"

Evelyn groaned in annoyance, not able to get enough stimulation to do more than frustrate her needy sex. "Fuck… I'll… as long as it's not brains…." She didn't want to really deal with the other options either, but she needed that point even if it meant getting tits big enough she couldn't stand up straight or an ass even bigger than the one she knew would force her to waddle.

"Oh no, I would never!" The smile slipped as Arcadia muttered something under her breath, the little ray gun popping out of her podium as she moved across the stage and turned the wheel to a picture of an angel's halo and devil horns. "But you heroes are always such goody-two shoes I can't help but make you a little bit filthier? You don't mind, do you?"

Evelyn grumbled as the device warmed up and a different colored laser hit her forehead. At least her brain wasn't melting like Riley’s had, it wasn’t her fault but honestly she was beyond saving. It was a weird thought, since Evelyn knew she was known to battle the odds for the greater good but… No, it was the vigilante's own shit luck that led her to her fate, Evelyn had more important things to worry about, like the detective who was still three points in the lead. She looked away from Riley with a dismissive snort, instead eyeing up her competition… She doesn't even have a secret identity to protect, she doesn't deserve to win.

Arcadia seemed to know exactly what was going through Evelyn's mind, but clearly she was more eager to get to the next segment and that meant walking over to Riley's podium to tap her on the shoulder. "So Riley… Anyone home?" She got a giggle in response after wrapping her knuckles gently against the young woman's forehead and a murmured 'good dolly'. "Good enough for me! Now I'm not a fan of kicking someone while they're down but as they say: 'The show must go on!' So tell me which image on the screen best represents you at the moment?"

Two holographic screens popped up next to Arcadia, with one showing a clear picture of Mighty Miss, and despite the muscular frame at odds with the woman on stage with them, Morgan could clearly match the heroine to Riley now that she knew what to look for. On the other hand though… The first genuine spark of true fear for her fellow contestant ripped through Morgan, while Evelyn just rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Not that the leader of the Femme Force Five didn't recognize the image of a drone belonging to the villain Dollface, her perfect porcelain pale body hairless and curvaceous, stuffed into a black latex slave suit with plenty of cleavage on display revealing a green navel piercing. The trademark of the villain, the European styled doll half-helmet on her head, covered everything but her lower jaw and lips which had been plumped out into a plush frozen 'O'. Evelyn didn't care, as she had more important things to worry about than Riley's inevitable enslavement. If anything, it would be an improvement over the dull-eyed and empty-headed bimbo she was right now, muttering 'good dolly' over and over again under her breath.

"That sounds like an answer to me. I'm sure you'll make a perfect doll… Dolly Riley? Doesn’t roll off the tongue as smoothly as it could." Arcadia chuckled to herself as they watched Riley's body transform before their eyes, curvaceous plastic tits and hips forming as her luscious red locks fell to the ground around her, including her eyebrows, lips expanding to a size that even as she whispered they barely moved. Morgan felt a pit in her stomach form, the danger she faced from the white-clad villain striding over to her more evident than ever.

"I think we both can agree that Riley best fits the bill for "hapless" this episode, but despite being in the lead I'm not sure "heroine" quite fits the bill for you, does it Detective?" She couldn't help but feel on display with the restraints keeping her from covering herself as Arcadia circled around her podium like a shark.

"I don't suppose if I say 'yes' that means I'll be let go?"

A pleasant laugh echoed out from Arcadia as she moved to the front of the podium. "No, but if you win at least your identity will be safe though. Sure, it will be at the cost of these stout, powerful defenders of the city but I'm sure the citizens will be fine with trading two superheroines for a cop eh?"

Morgan stayed silent, even as she felt Evelyn glare at her instead of Arcadia, as if she had something to do with their predicament. The grin was back as the villainess stepped back, two holographic screens popping up next to her. "Well, that'll be food for thought during the upcoming break but before we hear from our sponsors I need you to answer a similar question to our brainless dolly over there… which one of these best represents you?"

On one screen was… quite literally her, Morgan feeling herself go stiff at the sight of her outside her parents house and out for a jog with her dad, the shot clearly taken from some nearby bushes and she felt her hackles raise. She had known it was a trap from the minute she had woken up but it was clear that Arcadia had been tracking her much the same way she had been hunting the villain. The other screen was most definitely not her, a blonde fitness fucktoy caught mid-workout, filming her perfectly proportioned peach and fit body as she flexed. She was going to open her mouth but heat began to slowly fill her at the sight of the woman.

She could admit the woman was hot as hell, even if she was still straight she wouldn't deny that. There was something off though, something about her that spoke to the budding pleasure inside of her that told her it was the right answer. Even though her mind knew the other one was her, it was starting to rationalize why she should say what her body desired to be correct. They were both naked, both clearly turned on and… Morgan blinked as she stared intently at the face in the mirror. Long and straight golden hair, blue-eyed, with a perfect button nose and sharp cheekbones and plush pink lips glossed and pursed in effort… was Morgan. A twistedly perfect version of her, redesigned entirely for the pleasure of others to look at but if she had a sister more interested in being a model than a cop…

"Well? We are on a schedule, Detective. Unless… should I take the one that has your undivided attention as an answer?"

The rebuttal felt harsh on her dry mouth, the sharp nod Morgan gave trying to swallow and give herself enough moisture to respond more on instinct than anything else as needles of pain tried to stop her from speaking. Those needles quickly sharpened into daggers of a different sort though, as a moan was wrenched from her body when pain swapped to ecstatic pleasure. Arcadia looked savagely delighted as the first crack sounded off in Morgan's body, her stocky cop frame being reorganized into a different shape. She couldn’t focus, not with each unsettling sound of a bone being reshaped as she was made slightly taller, thicker in some places and skinnier and others, parts of her face moving and each action accompanied by a small orgasm as unwanted as the changes going through her.

It felt like an eternity but was over in minutes, Morgan left breathing heavily as unfamiliar hair covered her sight. She tried to shake it loose but the platinum blonde lock made her freeze in place before looking at the giddy villain, one of the holographic screens now reflecting her new appearance back at her, no less a picture of feminine beauty due to her bright blue eyes wide in fear.

"And taking a commanding lead going into our final round is the Detective at six points! Our contestants have been through quite the ordeal so far but after this commercial break we'll see if one of them is able to claim victory, and how much of them is left to do so! Or perhaps we have one last trick up our sleeve after all… There's only one way to find out so stay tuned for more-"

"HAP. LESS. HEROINE!”

Morgan barely heard the crowd roar, her brain still trying to overcome that after everything she'd been put through on Arcadia's show she could still feel shock, that the confused and attractive woman facing her in the mirror was her. Still, her instincts caught the last part of the villain's sentence, her head whipping in Arcadia's direction to meet her still triumphantly grinning face right as all the lights went out.