Bimbo or Billionaire - All Hallows Eve

Evelyn smiled a little, "Jack, no deal, I'm going to the second round." she said with a level of conviction she wasn't entirely sure she had.

Chapter 4 - Round 2

"Ok Evelyn, let's get started on the second round, what's your first of six cases going to be?"

"Case number 15 Jack!" she said with the same false confidence. She just had to get a few more cash cases to be really ahead of the game!

"That's a great choice, it's your 8th cash case! What's your next case going to be?"

"Case 9 Jack."

"Oh that's your 6th bimbo case and your last physical change."

The crowd cheered again, they always looked forward to the first mental change.

"This time we have the category of... Face! The audience has the option of... The Whiteness of Being, Arch Angels, Bedroom Eyes, Lost in the Awe of it All!

Audience, what do you say?"

Evelyn saw only one option that seemed like it would fit the direction the audience was going...

"And the winner is... Bedroom Eyes!"

And she was right, she felt the Collar of Fate activate and she closed her eyes. When it was finished, she opened them and looked in to the offstage monitor. Her previously dull, brown eyes now seemed to draw a person in to them. They almost looked half closed but were fully open and her iris' almost sparkled a vibrant green.

"Oh my Evelyn, those eyes do look very inviting... don't you agree audience?" Jack asked as all the monitors in the studio showed a close up of her eyes.

The audience stood on it's feet and hooted and hollered until Jack managed to calm them down.

"Ok, I need your next case please Evelyn."

"23 please Jack."

"I'm sorry Evelyn, that's your 7th Bimbo case! And your first mental change as well!"

The crowd went wild, showing their excitement to see the start of the mental changes.

"The category is... Clothing Style! The audience options are... Sexy Nurse, Gothic Splendor, Spandex Tights, Little Girl Blue!

Evelyn, I don't even think I need to wait for the audience to make its choice on this one, but lets see what they have chosen... yep... Gothic Splendor!"

A fog rolled in to Evelyn's mind as she felt slightly dizzy as the collar started its work. Once the fog left her she looked down at the plain white uniform and curled her nose at it. How could she wear such a thing?

"Yes, that's right, Evelyn will be wearing dark, frilly, old fashioned clothing from now on, which only seems reasonable if you ask me!

Ok Evelyn, what's your third case of the round going to be?"

Evelyn managed to stop fretting about her bright white uniform and look up at Jack, "Case 13 Jack." She said, the false confidence having left her voice now.

"Another Bimbo case! Our second category of the mental changes is vocabulary! With the random options being... Valley Girl, English as a Second Language, One Track Mind, Darkness Engulfs Us All!

This seems like another easy choice for the audience, don't you think Evelyn?"

Evelyn winced a bit, but nodded her head slowly without saying anything.

"Oh and isn't this a surprise! The audience has chosen One Track Mind, I thought for sure they'd have chosen Darkness Engulfs Us All!"

Evelyn felt the collar activate and the fog roll in to her mind once more, as it receded she felt a strange "focus" to her mind.

She looked over towards Jack and arched an eyebrow questioningly.

"This change has focused your vocabulary on a single common theme, in this case, of course, hell." Jack said.

Evelyn opened her mouth to speak, "Bloody hell Jack, what in the name of all that is demonic are you going on about?"

She closed it quickly once more and tried to open her eyes wide in surprise but found they only looked more inviting that way and so let them return to their normal place.

"That's right Evelyn, bloody hell indeed! But I do have to say that with the changes so far it might be time to think about shortening your name up a little bit."

Evelyn knew where this was going, but said nothing, not noticing her tail flailing from side to side.

"Maybe Eve would be a more suitable name now?"

She felt something shift in her mind, it wasn't the collar at work, but the changes it had already made to her vocabulary settled in.

"My name is Eve, not Eve! There's a snowballs chance in hell that I'll change it!"

She lowered her head and shook it from side to side, her new vocabulary wouldn't let her say Evelyn out loud, even if it was how she still thought of herself. Eve was just too linked to the single track her vocabulary now had.

Jack and the crowd laughed for a moment before Jack continued.

"Well Eve, it's time for another case what number will it be?"

"Hell fire and brimstone Jack... case number 16!"

"That's your 9th bimbo case Eve!"

The audience cheered, she was behind the game now, it hadn't been a good round, but it wasn't the end of the world or anything, she needed a new career anyway.

"Well it's time for a new career Eve, the options are... Cheerleader, Bride of the Devil, Dance Dance Revolution, Preaching to the Choir!

Do we even need to vote on this one audience?" Jack asked, turning and addressing them directly with a chuckle.

"And the audience has chosen... Bride of the Devil! That was perhaps the most predictable choice of the night!"

The fog rolled in for the third time to Evelyn's mind, remolding her to fit her new career goals.

"That's right Eve, you'll be working as a professional 'Bride of the Devil', also known as a succubus, to fulfill the desire of men to be seduced by a devil from hell!"

Evelyn tried to focus on her college courses but they were just a blur, replaced with night courses in dance and acting along with hours of practice in front of the mirror with her toys.

"Ok Eve, what will your last case for the round be?"

Evelyn smiled a wicked little smile, "Black Christmas has 12 days to it Jack and each one is more damming than the last so let's go with that."

"Your 9th cash case, congratulations your up to $50,000!

It's all tied up Eve! Now we need to find out what The Accountant has to say!

You know Eve, some people think The Accountant is the Devil himself, all that effort to hide his appearance and keep his anonymity. Why else would he do it if his name is not Lucifer, or at least his son?"

Evelyn felt a chill run down her spine to her pussy, could it be true? It didn't seem possible but something in the back of her mind grasped on to the idea and it sent waves of pleasure through her.

"Ok, I have his offer, he is really liking the succubus trend, you could say it reminds him of home almost. He might even schedule a private appointment with you himself! But he wants to see how the next two mental changes will go so he's offering you the same two for one deal as last time. Two bimbo rungs for one cash rung, what do you think?"

Evelyn knew she should quit, but that thought in the back of her mind just kept spinning around and around, if he was the Devil, how could she refuse an offer from her Lord?

Not only that but having a powerful client like him would be a huge win for her career. Two more rungs was a big commitment to make but $100,000 would get her business setup nicely.

"What do you think audience, should Eve take the deal?"

The crowd cheered and booed at the same time, but Evelyn had made up her mind.

Chapter 5 - Finals

"As Lucifer is my saviour, I'll take the deal!" Evelyn said, her tail wrapping around her waist and threading through the chains.

"Ok Eve, as you know when you take The Accountants deal, he gets to choose the changes from the random options!"

The crowd cheered, The Accountant never let them down, he had impeccable taste.

"So, the first category is... Compulsion! And the options for The Accountant to choose from are: It's not flirting if you Follow Through, Attending to the Patient, Cheering for the Underdog, Seeing is Believing!"

It was only a moment before the board lit up, "And The Accountant has chosen It's not flirting if you Follow Through!"

The crowd cheered once more as the fog rolled in and Evelyn felt the change deep in her mind. She had never been much of a flirt, but now it was different, she wouldn't be flirting, she would be following through on any sexual inference she made.

"That's going to make it much easier to find new clients Eve, congratulations!

Now then, your final category is... Fetish! The options are... Age of Innocence, Whips and Chains, More than One Way to Do It, Experience is the Best Teacher"

It only took a second for The Accountant to choose Experience is the Best Teacher and Evelyn felt the collar work on her mind for the last time.

"Congratulations Eve, with Experience is the Best Teacher you'll be eager to engage in all kinds of new experiences and learn all you can about them. A perfect complement to ensure all your clients experience the full depth of your knowledge... and perhaps share a bit of their own.

Well that's all for tonight Eve, thanks for playing... Bimbo or Billionaire!"

Chapter 6 - Epilogue

Evelyn rocked her hips back and forth, her tail snaked up between them rubbing on her pussy lips as it wound its way up through the chain connecting her belly button to her nipples as she pushed her breasts together and licked the tip of it with her lips.

The light on the web cam glowing as she watched the computer monitor showing her current client on screen. He normally showed up in person for their weekly sessions, but this week he was overseas on business and so she had scheduled the video conference instead.

He'd suggested they simply skip this week, but she was having none of it, the snivelling "men" that came to her may have displayed a powerful persona to the public, but she knew they were anything but.

It made for good business, the harder she pushed them, the sooner they returned for more.

"Fuck! You little piece of shit, I want to shove this tail so deep in to your ass that I'll reach all the way to the pits of hell with it!"

"Please... please... Mistress..." he snivelled as she continued the show.

Soon enough their time was up and she shut down the camera. She had one more client for the day, but it was the most important client that she had. She'd scheduled plenty of time before it to ensure she was ready on time.

Unlike her other clients, which she made come to her, this client demanded her to come to him and she had agreed without hesitation.

She checked her phone for todays address, which turned out to be a few blocks away and got dressed. Her tight black coreset, fishnet stockings, black stilettos and black lacey lingerie contrasted with her red skin and fiery hair.

Leaving her condo and taking the elevator to the lobby, she quickly moved to the door, which was held open by the doorman with his mouth agape as always. She stepped out on the street and towards the waiting car, but like always, every head on the street turned to her.

It wasn't the clothing or the tail that drew the attenition, well not entirely at least, but the waves of fire that reflected in the bright sunlight of the afternoon sky in her hair.

She quickly moved in to the car, not wanting to get distracted by one of the passersby and end up taking them in to the car with her, so she could follow through on whatever innuendo that might come up in conversation.

Being late for this client wasn't an option.

The trip was short and fortunately the destination had underground parking, making sure that no one would see her entering the building. Her real-estate agent was trying to find her just such a place to live, but the market was overheated and finding one had proven difficult.

Evelyn walked out of the car and in to the elevator, pressing the penthouse button as the doors closed and it started to move upwards. They opened once more on to a luxurious room, well decorated with a mix of old and new, but her eyes were focused on the man standing in the middle of it.

As always, he wore a mask, it was just a cheap plastic "devil" mask, but it sent shivers down her spine.

She stepped forward, her heels clicking against the marble of the floor, until she knelt before him, bowing her head, "My Lord of Hell, how may your bride pleasure you tonight?"

His hand reached down and pressed up against her face, tilting it back up as he pushed his thumb between her lips and she sucked it in. The taste of her own sweet lips coming off of it as she did so.

Even now, after dozens of visits, she'd never seen The Accountant's face, nor heard his voice, but his presence brought her to her knees each time.

There was something deep in her mind that recognized the power he commanded and unlike her other clients, she was in his total control.

His thumb popped out of her mouth and he walked around behind her and grabbed a hold of her tail. A moan escaped her lips and she rose to her feet once more.

He walked back in front of her and lead her by the tail through the living room to the bedroom, as he did so he squeezed her tail several times, sending waves of pleasure up it to her pussy.

Soon she was naked, laying on her back with her legs in the air, The Accountant towering over her as he undid his house coat and let it fall to the floor.

His hard cock pushed up against her sphincter as he pushed the tip of her tail up against her dripping wet pussy with one hand and grabbed the chain just above her belly button with the other.

Then, with a single motion, he plunged his cock in to her ass, her tail in to her pussy and yanked on the chain.

"By the fiery pits of hell! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out as he stroked in and out of her ass, pushed her tail deep in to her pussy and yanked on the chain.

She didn't know how long he fucked her for, she always seemed to lose track of time with him, but it didn't matter. Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body and by the time she recovered, he had left once more.

Evelyn rolled over and felt her tail still buried deep in her ass, where he'd put it after he had been done with her ass. He'd then moved on to her mouth and then her pussy, she smiled as she pulled it out and looked at the cum that dripped down it.

She brought it to her face and inhaled, then licked it clean as the taste of him brought another small orgasm to her.

Her other clients were weak men, hardly worthy of her time, but they paid well and so she accommodated them. But The Accountant was different.

He was Lucifer himself, her lord and master, and she could hardly wait to be called upon once again to serve him with her only reward being the orgasms she received.

End