FINAL CHAPTER
"It's time to say goodbye to our contestants," the voice proclaimed and all of us cheered. We were finally getting out of here. The torment was over. I was blinking away tears. Uncharacteristically, Sven was cheering the loudest. All of us rose to our feet.
"And what a game show we would be if we let our brave contestants go home without prices."
Igor shook his head and I groaned. Sven staggered, almost collapsing. I really didn't need prices. I didn't need anything. I'd be happy to just get out. But it wasn't meant to be. Maybe I'd like what I'd get. Although I didn't dare hope for something other than horror, perversion and cruelty.
In the center of the black cathedral, something emerged from the ground. A solid wheel with shining lights and runes along its many sections. I understood right away. It was a wheel of fortune. Or perhaps misfortune. All descriptions on it were in demonic runes.
"Let's spin the wheel and see what our players take home. Why don't we go in the order I introduced them, huh? So we're starting with Sven. The boy did pretty badly in most games, I've got to say. But he still deserves a chance to win a nice price for himself. He earned it. What do you say?"
We made our way to the wheel and Sven stepped to the side of it. There was an arrow on top, pointing at the only empty section.
Sven swallowed hard and grabbed the side. He spun weakly, but the material was apparently extremely light. After a few rotations the wheel slowed down and landed on a segment. Of course I had no idea what the runes said.
"The boy managed to land on the all-time favorite. Ass!"
I only got a second to wonder what that meant when I saw Sven's butt grow. The slender boy with an athletic frame got a voluptuous ass the likes of which I had never seen on a male. He looked unhappy about it. I could understand that. His ass was now the clear focal point of his body and would still be, even with clothes on.
"We continue with Kang."
The muscle teen gave it a good spin and we waited for the wheel to stop. The segment was a different one. No ass growth for Kang.
"Ah, the player receives modifications. Don't worry, he won't be able to take them out. It's not a returnable present."
The boy flinched as rings penetrated his nipples. He had gotten piercings. They were pretty big already but would look simply perverse once his nipples were shrunken back to their original size. From the way he reacted I could tell there was now also a piercing on his taint or perhaps the underside of his sack. Another one appeared through his frenulum and a final one through his septum.
It was my turn. I took a deep breath and spun. It landed on a new segment.
"This one is unusual. From now on, our contestant Nathan won't break a sweat so easily."
I could feel it right away. My sweating decreased. It wasn't just my imagination either, the rate of drops falling off me was lower now. This wasn't that bad, really.
Igor spun the wheel and received nothing visible.
"The player named Igor will soon realize he has an increased cum flow. Precum will leak everywhere and when he fucks, he's going to spray everywhere. But don't worry, it's all within human anatomy. Wouldn't want to get our secret out, would we? It's no fun when humans know what we're doing down here."
I figured that was it. We'd be sent home. Unless this was a cruel joke and we had more games to play.
"Now then, onto round two."
Round two? Well, that was predictable. Sven sighed and turned the wheel.
"Height," the game master shouted.
Sven grew taller by about half a head. The rest of him grew proportionally. He was now a tiny bit taller than me, making him the second tallest person present. He looked smug. I thought he deserved it. For the first time he got something nice.
Kang's second spin gave him something invisible.
"The modification for stronger hard-ons makes sure this contestant will be easy to arouse to full erection and stay hard unusually long. No attempt to tug the dick will keep it from getting hard."
I could see that be useful during sex. Although Kang was a bodybuilder and had to pose on stage. A constant boner would be less than ideal.
My second round gave me something on my head. I could feel it, but not see it.
"Blond hair. Nathan has just turned into a true blond."
Well, that was weird but not too bad.
Then Igor gave a spin and shrank. Everything about him got smaller, but he stayed the same height.
"De-aging. Player Igor has become younger by five years."
The Russian groaned in frustration. Five years of training and progress had been taken from him. He'd have to work hard to get back to his "old" form, but in return to got to life five years longer.
"Now onto round three. It's the finale, guys."
Sven's spin was longer than usual. He had used a lot of force, spurred on by the promise of getting free soon.
"Oh, another all-time favorite. He's just collecting the most fun ones. From now on Sven is completely, one hundred percent gay. Quite the turn of events for him."
Sven screamed. He yelled at the ceiling with sounds that probably meant "no no no". I felt bad for him, but there was no way to change it now.
Kang trembled as he spun the wheel. Even though he was apparently bi, he didn't want to become fully gay. I wouldn't either.
"Ah, an opposite of what we had earlier. Height-removal."
Kang shrunk. He became a mini-version of himself, now missing about a head's height. He looked a bit odd, but not freakish. The teen raged and hit the wheel with his fists.
Once he had calmed down a little I stepped up to him and took my turn. It landed on the blank field. Nothing happened and the voice only said. "D'aww."
I slouched away with great relieve. I was done. The third round was the finale and so I had just finished the Torture Games.
Lastly, Igor spun it again. He received green eyes. Previously, his eyes hadn't been anything special but now they were strikingly shining in emerald tones. Not good or bad, just different.
"To finish the Wheel, we offer a little do-over." As the game master spoke, the contraption sank into the floor and an ornate, black table rose instead. Two coins lay on it. "Two chances to get rid of a price, if you so wish. But only two. You'll have to fight it out. Good luck."
I didn't have a modification I desperately needed to get rid of and I didn't feel like catching a fist to the face, so I stepped back. That left three players scrambling for the table. Kang was surprisingly fast for his short legs and once he was close he jumped the rest of the way in one leap.
He caught a coin off the table.
"Kang gets rid of a price."
Immediately the boy snapped back to his original height and cried out in triumph. Meanwhile Igor and Sven had both reached for the remaining coin. The Russian was the one who picked it off the table but Sven clung to the de-aged man and fought as if his life depended on it. He actually inflicted quite the damage, taking the Russian by total surprise. Igor dropped the coin as the scratching and punching got too much. He tried to grab Sven, who now had the coin, but the boy slipped under the table and out the other side. Even with his lessened mass, Igor was still too beefy to climb into tight spaces with ease and would have had to walk around. It was too late.
"Sven gets rid of a modification, too."
The blond boy raised the coin as it vanished and yelled happily. Then he shrunk. The height modification had been removed. He was still gay with a perfectly fuckable ass. He screamed as if he wanted to ruin his voice on purpose.
"It's been a blast. I hope you all had great fun and I'll see you next time. Now let's get our contestants back up there."
Looking for the source of the tingling sensation on me, I saw my genitals and nipples shrink back to their original size. They seemed ridiculously small now, but I also realized how much lighter I felt without the massive weight between my legs. My tongue slipped back into my mouth and I could control my jaw again, even thought it was pretty stiff.
Flames consumed me.
I woke up in my bed with an erection.
That had been the wildest and most brutal dream ever. It had all seemed so real.
I got up and looked down on myself. Nothing unusual. I didn't even know what I would have expected. My legs were strangely shaky, as if after a hard workout.
Sleepy eyed I stumbled into my bath and looked at the mirror. I was blond. A real, natural blond. I silently prayed that the demons always picked fresh candidates. I really, really didn't want to go through this again.
FIN