Survive The Change Show! - Multiple TF
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If you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Survive The Change Show! - Multiple TFThe studio lights glowed across the stage as music came from speakers the size of refrig…
If you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well! Survive The Change Show! - Multiple TF The studio lights glowed across the stage as music came from speakers the size of refrigerators. A massive LED screen behind the set flashed the show's logo in seizure-inducing patterns while a live audience of three hundred people screamed like they were watching a public execution. Which, in a sense, they were "WELCOME TO SURVIVE THE CHANGE SHOW!" The host burst through a paper banner, a man in his forties wearing a sequined suit so bright it could blind airline pilots. His name was Takeshi and his smile never wavered, not even when contestants begged for mercy. "Tonight, four beautiful contestants will compete in challenges that will push their bodies to the BREAKING POINT! And I mean that literally!" He gestured to the four women standing in a row behind him, each wearing color-coded leotards that clung to their bodies like second skins. "Let's meet our products... I mean, our competitors!" The camera panned to the first woman. Tall, blonde, breasts straining against her green leotard like two bowling balls trying to escape a grocery bag. "Amanda! She's visiting from America and she heard this show was, quote, 'super viral on TikTok!' Amanda, do you understand what you signed up for?" Amanda blinked her big blue eyes and tilted her head. "Um, like, we play games and the winner gets famous? And something about getting stretchy? I didn't really read the contract because it was in Japanese..." The audience roared with laughter. "WONDERFUL BOLDNESS! Next, we have Ryuu!" A woman with bright pink hair and matching pink eyes stepped forward, hands on her hips. Her red leotard was cut high on the thighs and her expression screamed superiority. "I'm going to crush these losers and become the most famous streamer in Japan." She shot a glare at the other contestants. "Especially little miss flat chest over there." The camera cut to the third woman, who flushed red under her short brown hair. Masumi crossed her arms over her modest chest, her orange leotard doing nothing to hide the lack of volume compared to the others. "Masumi is a graduate college student with an IQ of 142!" Takeshi announced. "Surely brains will help you survive, yes?" "The challenges are designed to test physical adaptability, not intelligence," Masumi muttered. "I have a 25% chance of winning regardless of my education." "Such interesting analysis, she is already 75% fucked! And finally, Hideaki!" The last woman barely moved when her name was called. She had mousy brown hair pulled into a ponytail and green eyes that stared at the floor. Her blue leotard fit her athletic frame perfectly, but she hunched like she wanted to disappear. "Hideaki barely said two words during intake! Maybe she'll say them now! Hideaki, why did you enter?" "I..." Her voice was barely a whisper. "I need the followers for my... my small business..." "She's adorable! The audience loves a shy woman! Especially when she LOSES!" The crowd went wild. "Now then!" Takeshi clapped his hands together. "All four of you were injected with our special, totally not 'illegal' solution backstage. Your bodies are now capable of being reshaped, flattened, stretched, melted and reformed! At least..." He winked at the camera. "Until they can't anymore!" Amanda raised her hand like she was in class. "Wait, so like, if we lose, what happens exactly?" "You become MERCHANDISE!" Takeshi swept his arm toward a display case filled with products. Towels, ice cream cones and packages of gum. All with vaguely human expressions frozen into their surfaces. "Former contestants live on forever as premium goods! Available at convenience stores nationwide!" Amanda's smile faltered. "But we can change back, right? Like, after the show?" The host's grin widened. "NOPE!" The audience applauded. "Now! First challenge! FLATTEN FRENZY!" A massive hydraulic press descended from the ceiling, positioned over four platforms where the contestants were directed to stand. Each platform had measurement markers indicating thickness levels: 10 centimeters, 5 centimeters, 2 centimeters, 1 centimeter and the worst one 0.5 centimeters. "The rules are simple! We press you flat! You reform! We press you flatter! You reform again! The first contestant who CANNOT reform to their original shape..." He made a crushing motion with his hands. "Becomes a PRODUCT!" Hideaki's face went pale. Masumi calculated something under her breath. Ryuu cracked her knuckles confidently. Amanda looked at the press with genuine confusion. "Like a panini maker?" "EXACTLY LIKE A PANINI MAKER! First round! Ten centimeters!" The press descended with a mechanical whir. All four women screamed as the metal plates sandwiched them, squishing their bodies flatter and flatter until they were human pancakes ten centimeters thick. 'Oh my god, oh my
