Round 17

[b]Round Seventeen:[/b]

Marty appeared in an empty strip club. The club had moody purple lighting. Several rows of large, leather chairs sat in front of stages on either side of the main area. Silver poles extended from floor to ceiling on each stage. Bars were strategically placed on every wall. Marty stared out at the club.

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He admired the decoration. It felt classy and high end. It was a place you could picture rich businessmen showering women half their age with wads of bills. Behind Marty was a tiny square room sat directly in the middle of the club. It was decorated ornately with intricate patterns of purple and gold. Atop the room was a neon sign with bold, purple letters that read, "THE HOT SPOT". A thin black door faced Marty on the side of the room he could see.

Marty wore stretchy black shorts. They were tight, like bike shorts, and stopped just above his knees. He pulled uncomfortably at the shorts which were extremely tight in the crotch area. Even with his diminished manhood, it felt like the pants weren't meant for anything to be there. He had to admit, his ass looked good in them though.

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A purple tank top hugged his shoulders. It was thin and rather tight. The neckline dipped farther than he was used to and the straps were thinner than normal. It fit well on his diminished upper body.

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Finally, his heels were open toe, shiny purple. The six inch heel had glittery rhinestones on it. His big, masculine feet looked very out of place in the feminine shoes.

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Marty swept his chin length black hair back behind his ears. He was clearly wearing woman's clothes. To his relief, the female clothing didn't quite fit him right and he was uncomfortable with them. Marty was never so relieved to feel disomfort.

Annabelle appeared with a soft *pop*. She gazed over at Marty. Her eyes were beautiful but absent.

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She had an extremely lowcut, strapless white dress that barely covered her nipples and groin. A mountain of cleavage bulged around the top of the dress while her impossibly thick hips and thighs expanded from the bottom. She had on tiny purple flats which made her extremely small compared to Marty. Annabelle wasn't even over 5 feet!

Annabelle twirled her long blond hair around her glittery nails and delicate fingers. She popped a pink sucker into her mouth and smiled. Her multi colored braces gave her already innocent face an even younger appearance. As she stared around the room absentmindedly, Marty couldn't help but feel bad for her.

Annabelle's smile suddenly faded and the color drained from her face. Marty watched her with concern, not really sure what was happening. Her head whipped around as she searched for something. Seeming to find it, she tottered to the nearest trash can where she proceeded to bend over and wretch. Annabelle's dress rode up and Marty couldn't help but stare at her protruding ass cheeks and wide hips. She wasn't wearing underwear. He tried to tear his eyes away, he really did, but he could just about make out the prominent lips of her pussy. Marty's little cock strained against its cage. He groaned as the pain and discomfort in his groin became almost unbearable. He pulled his eyes away from the bent over Annabelle whose vomiting appeared to have concluded. Marty took a few deep breaths and shut his eyes. He needed to calm down. He wouldn't be able to do anything useful with his penis in such an uncomfortable position.

Annabelle stood up, turned and walked back towards Marty. Even the way she walked was sexual. Her hips rolled sensually while her expansive chest bounced and jiggled. She approached Marty while using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth.

"Well, it wooks wike i'm pwegnant...again..." Annabelle sighed in her breathy, high pitch.

She stopped and looked up at Marty expectantly. As he watched, thick ropes of semen began coating the top of her breasts and neck area. She rolled her eyes and waited. The cum oozed down for a second before drying and becoming a white, crusty stain on her tanned skin.

Annabelle began to sob. Her fat lower lip poked out.

"He makes it so much worse if you chawwenge him."

Tears rolled down Annabelle's cheeks but her heavy makeup didn't budge.

"Don't do what I did. If you are here, you alweady wost. Don't make it worse."

Annabelle's hands fished her breasts out of the dress. Dark, veiny areola and tit flesh overflowed her little hands. Her protruding nipples were pierced and a little dribble of milk gathered at the tip like little white pearls. Her left breast had the tattoo in bold letters, "PROPERTY OF DOCTOR GRUNGOT" She continued to sob, her hands seeming to act on their own.

"There's no...There's no escape...Twapped fowever..."

Annabelle was slowly fondling herself.

"I'll save you." Marty softly stated. "I'll save you from this if I can."

Annabelle shook her head, causing her golden hoop earrings to flop around. One hand remained squeezing her crusty breast while the other snaked between her legs. She opened her legs a bit wider to accommodate her hand.

"No, don't say dat. I alweady *moan* told you." Annabelle squeaked between sobs and grunts of pleasure.

Marty approached the horny, crying teenager. He gently pulled her soaking hand from between her legs. He secured the dress around her breasts. Marty grabbed Annabelle's chin and lifted her face up. The tears were bleary in her eyes.

He whispered, "I'll save you. Or die trying."

Annabelle's absent eyes suddenly gained depth and clarity, like another personality was taking over. Her voice came out smooth and stern, "There are fates worse than death, Maddie."

Marty pulled his hand away and took a step back. Annabelle blinked and she was herself again.

S.A.M. appeared wearing a little fur coat.

Annabelle's sobbing was done. She had a big, brace filled, smile on her face as she wiped the tears from her eyes. A bar code tattoo had appeared on her neck.

She chirped, "So many good memowies at the cwub! So many fun people to meet..."

Marty watched as Annabelle glanced around excitedly. He somberly shook his head. No use focusing on her now. He had to beat her to help her.

S.A.M. spoke, "Contestants will enter THE HOT SPOT and perform the necessary service. The first to complete it will be the winner."

The thin black door to THE HOT SPOT silently opened. Somehow, despite the lights around them, the small room was completely blackout dark.

"We are so wucky!" Annabelle squealed as she excitedly surged towards the open door.

Marty reluctantly followed. When they were both inside, the door closed and Marty and Annabelle were left in absolute darkness.

Marty could hear Annabelle's soft breathing. Her sweet scent tickled his nose and sent his caged manhood surging against its constraint. Even stronger than Annabelle's scent was the odor of stale cum. Marty was surprised that the little splash on her breasts would be that pungent. It was almost sickeningly strong and seemed to fill the tiny area. It was sweltering inside the room. Marty felt a trickle of sweat down the back of his neck.

After a few seconds of darkness, Marty heard a soft *click* and the room became illuminated. The only source of light was a single incandescent bulb hanging from a wire running from the ceiling. While the outside of the room was ornate and fancy, the inside was anything but. The walls were stained, faded plywood with sections of black plastic. The walls had a collection of dark, round holes drilled out of the side. Marty was no idiot, these were glory holes. The floor was cement and absolutely COVERED in crusty stains. Marty could feel his feet sticking to the floor. Beside the stains were dirt, dust and grime that had probably accumulated from years if not decades of neglect. A few rolls of toilet paper and very dirty, used condoms were haphazardly strewn about the floor. In one corner there was a black box which was open and partially filled with dildos of all sizes. Marty could see from a distance that each one was dirty, crusty and used. A faded pair of pink panties had been thrown into another corner. Marty saw a suspicious yellow stain in the crotch area.

Marty gagged. It was definitely the most disgusting place he had ever seen. It was dingy, dirty and uncomfortably hot. Marty could barely breath. Not only was the room stuffy, but it felt like every breath was exposing his body to some crazy STD toxins.

Meanwhile, Annabelle excitedly bounced from one foot to the other.

"Begin."

Music began pounding all around Marty. He could hear the club had sprung to life and shouting, chatting, cheering and all sorts of conversations buzzed around THE HOT SPOT.

At the same time, two penises sprang through the walls. One black, and one white. Annabelle immediately ran to the black cock and dropped to her knees.

Marty looked down at the penis.

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It was twitching slightly and had just the right amount of veins and-

Marty shook his head and found himself staring. Staring at some dudes dick!

Marty turned and watched Annabelle who was sucking cock like a pro.

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He turned back to the member in front of him. Normally, he would be disgusted seeing another guys dick but something about it was fascinating to him. What would it feel like to have that in his mouth? Would it be warm and salty? Marty licked his slightly expanded lips. It wouldn't hurt just to get a closer look, would it?

He crouched in front of it. Marty kicked a used condom out of the way and was sure not to actually touch any part of his body to the wall or floor. He was face to face with the cock. It was so much bigger than his own. A wide, powerful head and shaft - respectable balls. But as he watched, it began to deflate! The dick which had been pointed straight forward had begun to droop. Marty reached a shaky hand forward and had an almost out-of-body experience as his hand wrapped around the base of the shaft. It felt so warm in his hand. The man, responding to the touch, pushed himself a bit farther forward. Marty's stomach did a flip. The man...responded to his action. The man...wanted him to do this. Marty squeezed the base a bit and angled the half-chub up and towards his face. Marty opened his mouth and began dipping his head down. His breath was blowing directly on the head. He was so close he-

Annabelle stood up behind Marty. The penis in his hand withdrew and Marty was left crouched in front of an empty hole.

Marty stood and turned to see Annabelle with thick lines of cum across her face. She carefully wiped it away with the toilet paper. She was able to clean most of it, but a sticky trail was leftover without access to water. She discarded the semen paper onto the floor.

The music and all outside conversation stopped.

Doctor Grungot's nasily voice boomed through the speakers, "Congratulations, Ms. Slut. As if anybody was surprised! You're the best cocksucker, everybody knows that!"

Marty was disturbed by how proud Annabelle looked after that comment.

"What would you like to trade with Mr. Dawes today?"

" I wanna be inte- Intewwi- I wanna be smart!" She replied.

Both Marty and Annabelle let out a groan. Marty's head grew a pounding headache. He could almost feel neural connections in his brain severing as his intelligence drained away. The lights dimmed one by one as brain activity in Marty's head slowed down. Meanwhile, Annabelle's absent gaze focused as activity in her brain increased. When it was finished, Marty's 125 IQ and Annabelle's 72 IQ had been equalized. Both Marty and Annabelle were just below 100.

Marty felt panicked as he peered around THE HOT SPOT. He was definitely no idiot, but he knew his thoughts, observations, reasoning ability and general knowledge was duller, slower and less complex. Maybe Danielle was right about saving his powerup...this was something completely different than bigger lips and longer hair.

But Doctor Grungot wasn't finished, "I'm disappointed, Mr. Dawes. Your macho man personality is still preventing you from participating fully. For your sake, I hope you learn to get over that soon. I think another few points of intelligence ought to teach you a thing or two about trying."

Another round of headache ripped through Marty's brain. His already slow, severed neural connections became even slower as a few more points slipped away. Annabelle took a sharp breath as her thoughts became clearer and sharper.

"There you go, Ms. Slut. You're no longer the dumbest contestant here! That honor goes fully to Mr. Dawes, the idiot of the competition."

Marty tried remembering his French and his martial arts forms and moves. Much to his relief, he still had that knowledge stored away. But he knew it would be much harder to learn anything new going forward.

Annabelle peered over at Marty. Having gained over thirty IQ points in a short span, she was trying to take it all in.

"Well that was certainly something." She mused, her childlike lisp having vanished. "It's nice to have clearer thoughts...Doesn't help much when I'm horny as fuck, though. Maybe that'll be next."

Marty gulped. Even though he was much taller physically than the tiny Annabelle, he felt so small. Afraid and small. While he wasn't nearly as dumb as Annabelle had been about a minute prior, he was well below average now. The scene collapsed and Marty was left in the void.

[b]NAME: [/b]

Marty Lyonelle Dawes

[b]AGE: [/b]

21

[b]HEIGHT: [/b]

5"09

[b]WEIGHT: [/b]

169 LBS

[b]IQ[/b]

91

[b]POWERUPS:[/b]

0

[b]HAIR:[/b]

Straight, chin length black hair with long bangs. Silky and clean with a bit of sheen to it.

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[b]VOICE:[/b]

A deep and gravelly, masculine growl.

[b]FACE:[/b]

Smooth, hairless face. Normal, if not slightly puffy lips. Low cheekbones and wide, somewhat prominent nose. Large, soft green eyes. Heavy brow and wide, square jaw. Normal sized ears. Wide neck with prominent Adams apple. Ability to grow facial hair is that of a normal woman.

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[b]GENITALS: [/b]

Small, one or two inch micro penis with sad, shriveled balls. Smooth and void of any hair. Encased in a small, metal chastity cage.

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[b]UPPER BODY:[/b]

Average to below average biceps and forearms. Smooth and hairless chest and slightly below average shoulders. Flat pecks with little muscle. Nipples are small hard and masculine. Stomach is hard, cut and muscled. Upper body is smooth and hairless. Hands are large and silky though masculine with rough nails.

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[b]LOWER BODY:[/b]

Hairless, bulging tree-trunk legs with protruding muscle. Feet are large, smooth, masculine, without callous, reformed and requiring high heels at all times. Slightly chubby, protruding ass with narrow hips.

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[b]OUTFIT:[/b]

Purple women's tank top and tight black women's bike shorts. Tall purple heels with glittering rhinestones on the heel.

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[b]SEXUAL PREFERENCE:[/b]

Dates and has dated exclusively women. Loves drilling a nice wet pussy. Loves making women scream in ecstasy. Likes large tits and big butts (and he cannot lie). Likes seeing women with cum on them (especially if it's his). Enjoys a bit of hair down there and has a preference for long blonde hair up top. Loves cunnilingus and anal. Likes being the boss and having women call him 'Daddy'.

[b]PERSONALITY:[/b]

Somewhat driven and quick-witted. A bit of a hothead that's slow with his decision making. Somewhat provocative and foolhardy. Not overtly afraid of anybody or anything. Has very fast muscle memory and advanced general motor skills. A somewhat talkative introvert lacking a bit in confidence.

[b]KNOWLEGE/EXPERTISE:[/b]

Jiu Jitsu expert. Knows multiple fighting techniques other than Jiu Jitsu. Martial weapons expert. Very knowledgeable about the human body including fitness and diet (though he couldn't cook to save his life). Learned french exclusively for the ladies. Expert at walking in high heels. Has difficulty learning new things and working out complex problems.

Anthony Johnson: Round 1W, 10L, 12W

Annabelle Slut: Round 2W, 9L, 10L, 17L

Liam Gentry: Round 3L, 8L, 15L

Danielle Strauss: Round 4W, 10L, 16W

Cindi/Sandra Mode: Round 5L, 11L

Mrs. Polermo: Round 6L, 13L

S.A.M. / Samuel Kleiner: Round 7W, 14L

Mistress Jennifer: 14L