First question: What is your name?" asked Carly.
"Oh this game will be easy," Robert thought. However, when he began to give his answer, Carly quickly grabbed the front edges of her jacket and, much to the embarrassment of the remaining male mind of Charles, ripped it open, causing her jumbo breasts to bounce wildly.
"Rob-oobies!" Robert blurted out, distracted by the truly good view in front of him.
"I'm sorry, that's incorrect," Carly giggled while failing to cover up her assets. "The answer you gave us on the survey is: Bobbi"
"Bobbi?" Robert thought. "What survey is this?"
"Next question: How tall are you?", Carly asked.
Robert responded, "6 foot 1."
"Also incorrect! The survey says: 5 foot 2," Carly corrected him. Robert was about to correct her and say that the survey she had was obviously not his when he felt his feet begin to move closer to his head. "What's going on? I'm shrinking?!?" Robert thought to himself. He wanted to scream out, but he found that he was unable to talk other than to answer the questions, which he found himself doing automatically, based on his original form.
"Next: What's your weight?" asked the essentially topless Carly.
"225 pounds." Robert answered.
"Wrong again! It's 115 pounds," Carly responded cheerfully. Robert felt his muscle mass melt away until he matched the weight on the form. Robert was mentally panicking, especially after remembering what had happened to Susan and coming to the conclusion that it wasn't done with mirrors.
"Moving on: What's your hair color?"
"Black."
"Nope! It's red." And in an instant it was.
"OK, here's an easy one: What's your gender?" Carly asked.
"Male," Robert responded, mentally hoping that he would get this question right, but bracing himself for the worst.
"Wow, I can't believe you got that wrong!" Carly exclaimed. Robert cursed internally. "Why is this happening to me!?!" he groaned to himself while his body began changing shape, finally settling as a cute, petite redhead, with wavy shoulder length hair. Her new breasts were large for her small frame, but not quite as large as the magnificent pair that Carly still displayed. Her clothes had also shifted to fit her new gender, becoming a knee length skirt and sweater outfit. Unfortunately, the skirt did a poor job of hiding her new gender because of her upside down position. The skirt was currently draped around her stomach, causing Robert to model her cute floral print cotton panties for the entire audience.
"That should have been an easy one! This doesn't feel like a boy to me," said Carly while giving a quick pat to Robert's freshly flattened crotch. A quick jolt of foreign pleasure shot throughout her body. "Just to be sure, I'll check again," said Carly while lightly rubbing Robbert's new lips through the tight cotton, causing even more confused arousal to the poor young woman. " yup, it's a girl! Try to do better with the next question: What is your ethnicity?"
"Caucasian," Robert answered in her sweet new voice.
"Close, the survey says Irish," Carly replied, causing Robert's features to take on the appearance of a beautiful Irish lass, complete with green eyes, freckles, and a slight accent.
"Let's try another one: Do you have any tattoos?" Carly asked.
"No."
"Sorry, it says here that you have a little leprechaun watching over your pot of gold. Oooo, let's take a peek!" Carly squealed, shaking her breasts in the process. She quickly lifted up the front of Robert's panties a little bit, showing off a grinning little man in green and a hint of her slightly damp slit. The leprechaun was standing just below and to the side of her neatly shaved bush, which was sculpted into a small, red four leaf clover. "That's so cute! I love it, but we need to move on. Only two questions left: What are you wearing for the show today?"
"A shirt and slacks," Robert answered, already dreading what outfit she would soon be wearing.
"That would be sooooo boring, and its sooooo wrong. You wrote, 'my favorite lingerie set'," Carly stated. Robert's clothes began to shift and combine until she really was wearing her favorite lingerie set, only Robert had only expected to ever see it on her girlfriend, not on her own body. She was now decked out in lacy, semi-transparent, light-blue stockings, complete with a garter belt, panties, and a demi-bra. In her semi-clothed state, Robert could see that her new freckles continued to the top of her breasts.
"I can't believe you forgot what you were wearing, but I'm sure you'll get this last question right: Are you wearing panties?" Carly asked.
"No," Robert replied, now numb from shock due to the changes that were occurring. She was slightly relieved that at least she'd keep a shred of her dignity.
"Correct! I knew you'd get that right!" Carly said excitedly. After the statement, Robert's skimpy panties vanished, exposing her pussy to the warm studio lights. Robert tried to cover up, but could not with her hands still bound. Even after being released from the harness, Robert couldn't force her hands to cover her mound, or do anything else either. "Why can't I move myself? This has to be a dream," he thought.
"Good job Bobbi, you got one question right and earned 50 points. You're tied with Suzzy!" Carly informed the new Bobbi. Bobbi let out a happy squeal and pranced back to her podium.
"A round of applause, everyone, for Bobbi Finelay!" Carly exclaimed to thunderous applause and a few wolf whistles. "It's a close game, but our next contestant has a chance to totally take the lead," Carly said to the audience while refastening her jacket. "Let's welcome to the stage "
