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This story already has three chapters written, don't forget to comment what you think and you will participate in some decisions in the story. This is my first story on this theme of diaper dimensions and I'm also not a native speaker. Any English mistakes, I'm sorry. Any comments I accept 😃 Happy reading.

-- Chapter 01 - Behind The Scenes part 1 .

     In Angeliun Cassandra Frost was pensive, leaning against the mirrored wall of the luxurious elevator that took her to the twentieth floor of ZoMers Inc. Her straight, well-groomed black hair fell to her shoulders, contrasting with the bright red lipstick she wore, one of her trademarks. Her angular, charming face was slightly tense. Cassandra had always been a woman of action, ambitious and willing to do whatever it took to be at the top. But the last meeting of the directors had shaken her confidence. The words of her superiors still echoed in her mind: "If you don't increase the audience, you'll lose your position." A veiled but real threat that now weighed like lead on her shoulders. It was hard to admit, but the shine she had brought when she took over the Big-watch branch had not been enough to attract the public. And now, she felt the pressure to maintain her status and luxury, or lose everything.

 

       The elevator made a soft ringing sound, signaling a new stop. The door opened and another Amazon entered. It was a tall, imposing woman, holding the hand of Little, a girl who looked to be about 20 years old but who dressed like a child. The girl was wearing a pink shirt with a pony print and a white skirt that barely hid the bulky diaper she was wearing. Her eyes were lowered, her submission evident, while the rider spoke on the phone, completely ignoring her presence. Cassandra watched the scene for a few seconds. The way the girl was being led by the woman, the fragility imposed on her, sparked an idea in her mind. Something that could save her job and the branch’s audience. Her eyes shone with renewed enthusiasm as she mentally sketched out what her new project would be. Stepping out of the elevator, she walked with determined steps, stiletto heels echoing on the marble floor, to the office of her assistant, Amelia Royce. Amelia was a young rider, with red hair that fell over her shoulders, always impeccably combed, and she wore round glasses that gave her a slightly nerdy look. When Cassandra walked in, Amelia looked up from her computer, seeming to already sense that something was wrong.

 

“Did they have a last one on you?” Amelia asked, her tone mixed with concern and irritation. Her frustration was understandable. Cassandra had been in the director’s position for less than a month, and already her position was being threatened. Amelia, always pragmatic, didn’t understand how the pressure could be so quick and relentless. “Yes…” Cassandra replied, calmer than one would expect. She knew Amelia was a good assistant, but she also had a temper, and it was crucial to remain calm if her plan was to be well received. “How can this be? You haven’t even been in the position for a month!” Amelia continued, her voice slightly raised. It was the indignation of someone who knew how much effort Cassandra put into her work. But Cassandra, always calculating, just smiled. This time, she had an ace up her sleeve.

 

“Amelia,” Cassandra began, her voice soft but firm. "I have an idea. Something that will turn the tables in our favor." Amelia crossed her arms, tilting her head curiously. "What are you planning?" Cassandra stepped forward, adrenaline surging through her veins. "We're going to create a reality show. But not just any reality show. We're going to take five girls... who don't know our world." She paused, allowing the idea to form in Amelia's thoughts before continuing. "Girls from that world where Littles walk around and can give orders to the Amazons." Cassandra "Exactly," Cassandra confirmed with a sly smile. "These girls will be perfect for our project. We'll bring them here, put them in a house, and the whole thing will be broadcast live. The format will be a quiz show. But with each mistake... they will change. Gradually, they will turn into baby Littles, ready for our world." The shock on Amelia's face was replaced by a mischievous smile as the idea fully formed in her mind. “And the more mistakes they make, the more childish and dependent they will become… until there is nothing left of their old lives.” “Exactly,” Cassandra repeated, with visible satisfaction. “The audience will love it. We will show their transformation, step by step. It will be ZoMers’ greatest success.”

 

          Amelia was already mentally jotting down the details, her eyes shining with excitement. “This could be our salvation. And how are we going to get them here?” Cassandra shrugged, relaxing in the chair across from her assistant. “ZoMers already has the means to do that. All we need to do is choose the right contestants. They will be the stars of our new show.” Amelia smiled and began typing frantically on the computer. “I’m going to start sketching out the concept and putting together the teams. This is going to be… grand.” Cassandra watched Amelia work with a satisfied smile. The future that had seemed threatening now offered him a new opportunity. A chance to not only save his job, but to further elevate his career. "????" would become ZoMers' most-watched show, and Cassandra Frost, its creator, would be at the center of it all.

 

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Oh I love this concept. I’m waiting to see if someone proposes like a team game at some point. Between 5 Littles and 5 Amazons

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Note: next chapter begins, the reality show is getting ready to choose its player

Chapter 2 - Behind The Scenes Part 2

It had been a few days since the idea for the reality show had come up. Amelia, always efficient, was in the process of selecting the five girls who would star in the program. Cassandra, anxious and full of expectations, was in her office, reviewing the production details. Adrenaline kept her going; this program would not only be a success, it would be his definitive rise within ZoMers Inc.

 

The metallic shine of her heels echoed softly on the floor as she walked in circles around the office, her mind racing. His cell phone buzzed incessantly with updates and questions from the team. Amelia was finalizing the choice of participants, and each of them would be brought from Terra Prime with every care so that the audience could see their slow and irresistible transformation.

 

That's when the office door suddenly opened. A tall, black-haired woman entered, a figure as imposing as Cassandra. His firm steps revealed the confidence of someone who rarely had to wait. She wore a luxurious red dress that shaped her perfect body, and a white bag hanging from her arm, complementing her look with a touch of opulence. Cassandra immediately recognized who she was: Margot, the CEO of ZoMers Inc., one of the most influential figures in the world of Amazons.

 

Few people had the chance to talk to Margot, and Cassandra knew the visit meant something big. She straightened up and smiled, even though her mind was buzzing with questions.

 

"What do I owe the honor of your visit?" Cassandra began, maintaining her composure despite her growing curiosity.

 

Margot, with a sharp smile, sat on the chair facing Cassandra, crossing her legs with an air of aristocratic ease. "They said you had some good ideas… Isn't that true?"

 

Cassandra was momentarily shocked. A compliment from Margot herself was rare, almost unbelievable. But as her ego ballooned with validation, Margot continued, "But it's not all flowers... I came to warn you that our lawyers say that CELL, the 'Coalition for Ethical Little Loving,' can stop us from bringing Terra Littles Prime."

 

The mention of CELL made Cassandra freeze inside. She had already heard about the agreement between the two worlds: Littles could only come from the original world by accident, and any deliberate attempt to take them could result in severe sanctions. Anguish began to form in his chest.

 

"I... I heard about that..." Cassandra replied, trying to remain calm. "But does this mean our project can be cancelled?"

 

Margot, with a calm look, seemed to already have a solution. "I like your idea, and it's going to work like this: we're going to send you to Terra Prime. Our show will take place there, inside one of the local stations. With that, we escape the regulations."

 

Relief washed over Cassandra. The CEO had found a way to get around the legal barriers. It was a bold plan, but Cassandra knew that, with the right execution, it would be a smashing success.

 

However, she also knew that Margot never did anything without expecting something in return. And, determined to take advantage of the opportunity, Cassandra decided to dare. "How about if the losers came here? We could organize an auction for them. The market is hot, and with the shortage of Littles, it would be a perfect opportunity."

 

Margot raised an eyebrow, showing interest. The Amazons had had some difficulty finding Littles in recent years, and the desire for new "babies" was higher than ever. Cassandra knew this well and also knew of Margot's particular taste for showing off her Littles. She was famous for having two extremely spoiled Littles and often hunted for new "acquisitions" for her personal collection.

 

Margot was thoughtful for a moment, her eyes shining with excitement. "You're very good," she said slowly, savoring the idea. "I'll take care of that part. You'll get a percentage of the money generated by the auctions."

 

Cassandra felt satisfaction rising within her, but Margot wasn't finished. "And I'll give you one more thing." The CEO opened her white bag and took out a small golden brooch with the letter "M" encrusted in diamonds. "Present this to the lab part of the company, and ask for NanobotsX."

 

Cassandra took the blowjob, confused. "NanobotsX?"

 

Margot smiled, leaning forward. "They are still in the testing phase, but they will turn these girls into babies on command. You will be able to adjust the level of regression of each one as you wish. You can, for example, make them lose potty training with a simple command ."

 

The power of such technology left Cassandra ecstatic. The idea of being able to manipulate losers to the point of completely transforming them was irresistible. Margot stood up, ready to leave. "Use this wisely. Bye, darling." When the door closed behind Margot, Cassandra let out a laugh.

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That’s a very good chapter. I do have some things to point out. I’m not sure if you’re using Ai to help with writing or if you’re translating this into English, but the pronouns used are all over the place. You describe someone as a woman and then use he/him and she/her pronouns interchangeably. 
 

2 hours ago, lolabunny said:

Cassandra took the blowjob, confused. "NanobotsX?"

This is what made me realize you use either Ai or a translator program. I use google translate at my job and see stuff like this happen. Along with the changing of pronouns and using “they” instead of “I”. I’m sure in the sentence above you meant “envelope” or something similar, instead of “blowjob”

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4 hours ago, Guilend said:

That’s a very good chapter. I do have some things to point out. I’m not sure if you’re using Ai to help with writing or if you’re translating this into English, but the pronouns used are all over the place.

Yes my text editor program sometimes gives me corrections last week writing a scientific article made me make mistakes I revised it but this text was very long. My English It's evolved a lot since I started writing but I still make simple mistakes

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4 minutes ago, lolabunny said:

Yes my text editor program sometimes gives me corrections last week writing a scientific article made me make mistakes I revised it but this text was very long. My English It's evolved a lot since I started writing but I still make simple mistakes

That’s cool. I get it. I work as a dispatcher for a sand hauling company. We use telegram to communicate with our drivers. Most of them have Spanish as their first language and so we use google translate a lot and sometimes there’s miss communication. Especially when we translate something and it says that they’re drunk or something else that is weird. I’m definitely enjoying this story. 
 

You shocked me with them having this show be filmed in the other dimension. I was also expecting the CEO make some sort of threat, like, if this doesn’t go well, or something, then they’ll be spending time in diapers of their own. 
 

I do imagine that any small mistake that happens in the other dimension, they will blame one of the Amazon crew and possibly either discipline them there, or if it’s gotten too much attention from their dimension they’d send the Amazon back through the portal and have them disciplined there. Basically throwing lower level Amazons under the bus. 

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Chapter 03 - episode Pilot part 01 

Comment on what you think of the competitors and how I'm navigating diaper dimension 

3… 2… 1… Lights, camera, action!

The station's screen exploded into vibrant cores as the live broadcast began. The camera slid smoothly towards the stage, focusing on a stunning woman, who stood out due to the shine of her outfit. Alex Smith, the presenter, was impeccably dressed. Her purple dress sparkled under the lights, with glitter details that created a play of light and shadow with every movement. The cut of the dress was tight, elegantly highlighting her curves, and a moderate V-neckline added a touch of sophistication without being exaggerated. The long sleeves were covered in a translucent layer with small sparkles, as if a starry sky had been sewn directly onto the clothing. The dress ended just above her knees, revealing silver high heels that completed the look perfectly. Her blonde hair was tied up in a sleek bun, and her blue eyes radiated confidence and charisma. She smiled for the camera with the perfection of a star accustomed to the spotlight.

"Welcome to our game show, Little or Big! I'm your host, Alex Smith, and today we're kicking off the competition that will change lives. Five young people will embark on a journey of questions and answers... And whoever gets it right You could win up to $500,000!”

The crowd applauded, excited. Alex, with a smirk, continued:

"But if they get it wrong... well, they'll face embarrassing punishments." She paused briefly, leaving the suspense in the air before continuing, winking slightly at the camera. "And that's not all. Our competitors will live in the same house, where their personalities and conflicts will reveal themselves. So, without further ado, let's get to know these girls!"

The camera cut to an aerial view of a stunning home. The sun shone over the crystal clear pool, and the garden surrounding the property looked like a tropical paradise. The house had a modern facade, with large glass windows and a contemporary design that gave it a luxurious and inviting feel. The front door opened, and the first contestant entered.

Sophie Novak was 20 years old, her light brown hair tied in a casual ponytail that swayed slightly as she walked. Her soft brown eyes reflected the light with innocence and kindness, and her tanned skin contrasted with her casual pastel outfit. She looked around, marveling at the place.

"So this is where we're going to stay? How cool!" Sophie exclaimed, her voice revealing genuine excitement. Sophie had a kind and helpful personality. She always tried to please the people around her, but her difficulty in imposing her own will left her vulnerable. He lived under the shadow of his mother's expectations, which controlled most of his life. Entering this program was his chance to escape and, who knows, finally get into the university of his dreams.

The second competitor entered soon after.

Sarah Decker was shorter and thinner. Her straight black hair cascaded down to her waist, and her round glasses gave her an intellectual appearance. Sarah entered the game with a clear purpose: to pay off her college debt and finally graduate. She looked around in awe. "What a beautiful place... I'm Sarah," he said, smiling shyly. Sophie, always warm, ran to greet her with a hug. "I'm Sophie! It looks like we'll get along."

Right behind, the third competitor made her entrance with vibrant energy.

Emily Johnson was a girl with short, messy blonde hair. His blue eyes sparkled with an almost electric intensity, and his captivating smile was impossible to ignore. Emily was there for a simple reason: she wanted fame. And this show would be his ticket to stardom. When she saw the other girls, she smiled from ear to ear. "Hi, everyone! I'm Emily! This is going to be so fun!" The three hugged each other, beginning to form a light connection, but full of expectations. Right after Emily, the fourth contestant entered.

Lara Williams had wavy dark brown hair, and her green eyes were as sharp as blades. Her fair skin seemed to contrast with the determined expression she had on her face. Unlike the others, Lara wasn't there to make friends or have fun. She was in the game for a very simple reason: to win the money. She was a focused woman and would not let anything or anyone get in the way of her plans. "Hi," she said in a firm but sharp voice that didn't invite intimacy. "I'm Lara." The girls greeted each other, but the air around Lara was noticeably distant.

Finally, the last contestant walked through the door.

Rachel Torres was a young woman with short dark brown hair with colorful highlights in vibrant tones. Her walk was confident, almost defiant, and her expression made it clear that she wasn't there to follow rules. Rachel came from a wealthy family and always made a point of going against her parents in everything. Playing this game was just another one of his provocations, a way of rebelling against his family's controlling desires. Without worrying too much about the others, Rachel made a casual gesture with her hand. "Hi, I'm Rachel... whatever."

With everyone gathered, the camera returned to the studio, where Alex was smiling brightly at the audience.

"Welcome to the game that will change your lives!" Alex's voice was infectious. In the background, it was possible to hear the screams of the competitors, excited about the prospect of the game.

Continue......

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Episode 01 - Start the Battle 

The tension in the house was high. The five girls, now officially contestants, were sitting on the couch in the living room, anxiously awaiting their next instructions. Alex, the show's charismatic host, smiled with a twinkle in her eye, sensing their nervousness and curiosity.

"So, girls," Alex began in an engaging voice, "what do you think of the house?" Emily, always the most excited, answered quickly, almost without thinking: "It's really beautiful! But we haven't had time to enjoy it all yet." Alex smirked. "Oh, you'll have time to enjoy it. But for now, let's explain how the program works." Everyone turned their attention to Alex, trying to understand exactly what they were about to face. "This is a trivia quiz," Alex explained. "There will be several rounds with questions of different difficulty levels, and each level will have its own score: 100 points for easy questions, 150 for medium questions, and 250 for difficult questions. In addition, there will be extra tests that may be worth additional points."

The girls listened intently, but it was clear that some of them were already starting to feel the weight of the competition:

"But that's where the fun comes in," Alex continued, with an enigmatic expression. "Those who finish in the last two positions in each round will have... peculiar punishments. Third place is also at risk, with a random wheel that will decide whether there will be a punishment or not. Only the leader and runner-up of the round escape completely." Sophie, who seemed more nervous, raised her hand slightly and asked, "What kind of punishments?" Alex laughed, casting a mischievous look at the camera. "Oh, if I told you, it would ruin the surprise. But let's just say that you'll find out soon enough." The girls exchanged apprehensive glances, wondering what would come next.
"Now, before we start the quiz, I need you all to go to your rooms and answer a few personal questions," Alex said, pointing down the hallway.

They each stood up and headed toward their rooms. The rooms were furnished with basic furniture—a double bed, a wardrobe, and a dressing table. In the center of the dressing table was a lit-up tablet with two simple but provocative questions:

1. Who do you think is the most childish?

2. Who do you think is the worst gamer, other than you?

The girls looked at each other briefly before closing their bedroom doors, trying to keep their answers as secret as possible. Emily, with her smug smile, answered without hesitation. She chose Sophie as the most childish, due to her gentle and almost innocent attitude. In the second question, she chose Lara as the worst player, believing that Lara's seriousness would be a weakness in the game. Sophie hesitated when answering. She didn't want to offend anyone, but she ended up choosing Rachel as the most childish, due to her rebellious and carefree attitude. As for the worst player, she chose Emily, thinking that her quest for fame could be a distraction. Lara, focused as always, answered without hesitation. She chose Sophie as the most childish, seeing her sweetness as a vulnerability in the game. In the second question, Lara marked Rachel as the worst player, believing that her rebelliousness could end up causing problems in the group. Rachel, in turn, responded with a touch of sarcasm, choosing Sophie as the most childish and Emily as the worst player, simply because she thought that the “darling” of the group was doomed to fail. Sarah, always analytical, chose Emily as the most childish, because of her expansive behavior and quest for fame. For the second question, she chose Rachel, believing that her rebelliousness could be a great disadvantage. After the answers were finished, the girls went back to the room, anxious for what would come next. On the central screen of the studio, Alex revealed the results of the polls to the viewers and the percentages of responses to each question:

Question 1 - Who is the most childish?

1. Sophie – 40%
2. Lara – 30%
3. Rachel – 20%

Question 2 - Who do you think is the worst player, except you?

1. Emily – 35%
2. Sarah – 25%
3. Rachel – 20%

This small initial vote had already given a preview of the alliances and suspicions that could arise. The contestants were led into the courtyard, where five glass cubicles had been set up for them, each with a chair and a button to answer. The lights from the courtyard illuminated the cubicles, as anticipation hung in the air. Alex stood in front of the cameras, watching the girls take their places:

“Alright, girls, let’s get started on round one! You’ll have four topics to choose from: Fashion, Cooking, Pop Culture, and Biology. The questions will vary in difficulty and, of course, in score.” She looked around the group and announced the order of answers: “Sophie, Lara, Rachel, Sarah, and lastly, Emily. Let the games begin!” Sophie saw the themes on the screen were interesting. She had a particular category that she thought would go well, and pop culture. Alex, with his soft voice, asked, "What is the theme of the question?" Sophie asked, "Pop culture." Alex smiled and said, "Look at the screen..." The media symbol flashed, "Let's do a medium-level question. This is the question. This 1985 film directed by Robert Zemeckis tells the story of a teenager who travels through time using a time machine, where he meets his parents in their youth and needs to make sure they fall in love so they don't disappear." Sophie had a hobby of watching movies and this one she started thinking about, but one of the classics of science fiction came to mind and she said, "Back to the Future." The cabin lights changed to green and then Alex said, "Right answer, 150 points." The game began.

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I've had this open, intending to read it at some point when I had time. It's an interesting premise and start. As mentioned, there are a few language issues, but a lot of potential in this concept. I am curious to see where you take it! 

As a suggestion, download Grammarly and use it. I believe it will catch some of the issues I've seen in the free version. 

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On 11/16/2024 at 2:38 PM, BabySofia said:

As a suggestion, download Grammarly and use it. I believe it will catch some of the issues I've seen in the free version

I'll try, thanks for liking the story 

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This chapter is to see how the game will work. The next one will be the conclusion of the episode and there will be someone closer to being a little for Amazon.

Episode 01 - Choices (continued) 

Tension was in the air when Alex announced the start of the first round. The five contestants looked at each other, trying to hide their anxiety, while Alex walked around the courtyard, gesturing enthusiastically.

“Let the games begin!” he announced, with an enigmatic smile.

Lara was the first to face the challenge. She took a deep breath and chose the topic.

“Fashion,” she said, her voice slightly hesitant.

“What is the difficulty?” Alex asked.

“Medium.”

Alex looked at her tablet and read the question:

“In which decade of the 20th century did miniskirts emerge, which became a symbol of the sexual revolution and women’s liberation?”

Lara hesitated. Her mind raced, but the answer seemed to elude her. Finally, she ventured:

“The 1950s.”

Alex pointed to the screen. A warning sound echoed as the screen turned red.

“Wrong answer,” Alex announced, spreading her arms dramatically. — The correct answer is the 1960s. Zero points for you, Lara.

Lara felt her face flush with frustration, while the other contestants let out discreet sighs of relief.

Rachel was next. She tried to take a safer approach.

“Easy cooking.”

Alex smiled approvingly.

“Good choice. The question is: what versatile ingredient can be used in both sweet and savory recipes, and is the base for sauces, soups, and roasts?”

Rachel, despite not being a skilled cook, knew the answer.

“Onion.”

Alex pointed to the screen. This time, the lights turned green, and a chime filled the air.

“Very good answer, Rachel. One hundred points for you!”

Rachel smiled in relief, feeling the weight lift.

Sarah was the third. Boldly, she chose:

“Biology… um… difficult.”

There were murmurs among the girls. Alex arched an eyebrow.

“Let’s see if the boldness pays off. The question is: which biological process, fundamental to gene expression, involves the synthesis of a messenger RNA molecule from a DNA template, and is mediated by the enzyme RNA polymerase?”

Sarah’s eyes widened. She felt cold sweat trickle down the back of her neck and knew she wasn’t sure of the answer. However, she decided to take a chance.

“What is… transcription?”

Alex pointed to the screen. The green lights came on, and a triumphant sound echoed.

“Two hundred and fifty points! The boldness paid off.”

Sarah could hardly believe her eyes. She smiled, feeling euphoric relief.

Lastly, Emily. She strategically decided to take a conservative approach.

“Easy pop culture.”

Alex nodded approvingly.

“Which 90s TV show centered around a group of friends in a New York City coffee shop popularized the phrase “Central Perk”?”

Emily confidently answered,

“How I Met Your Mother.”

Alex pointed to the big screen. The red lights flashed brightly.

“Too bad. The correct answer is Friends.”

Emily sighed in frustration as the other girls watched the scores being displayed on the big screen:

 

Round 1 – Standings:

Sarah – 250 points

Sophie – 150 points

Rachel – 100 points

Emily and Lara – 0 points

 

Alex walked back to the center of the quad, a defiant smile on his lips.

“Commercial break. Stay put, everyone.”

The girls exchanged tense glances as they processed the results of the round. Each reflected on how the competition was just beginning and how much was yet to come.

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Episode 01 - The Season Start - Part 03

Cassandra relaxed in her plush leather chair in the production studio, a satisfied smile on her face as she watched the show air. Beside her, Amelia held a tablet, browsing through the comments on social media.

“They’re talking about how Emily is so cute for ‘thinking she’s all that,’” Amelia said, unable to contain an ironic laugh.
“And this one?” Amelia continued, showing another comment. “‘How can I adopt Rachel as my Little? I want her for myself!’”
Cassandra leaned forward to peer at the tablet, her eyes shining with excitement.
“This is what we need,” Cassandra said, crossing her legs confidently.
Amelia had received a message directly from her boss. She read it out loud:
“Keep it up, the ratings are up 10 points.”
“What do we do now?” Amelia asked, with a mischievous giggle.
Cassandra pondered for a moment, then answered with a calculated smile:
“Second round of questions, followed by the first round of punishment.”
Amélia chuckled softly.
“Feed the sharks, they want it.”
With her plan in place, Cassandra turned her attention back to the television.
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When the show returned to the air, Alex was more elegant, now wearing a blazer over her dress. She smiled at the camera and the contestants.
“Round two, baby!” she announced energetically. “And this time, we start with our friends who still have zero.”
Alex pointed directly at Emily.

“You start, miss. And we have a new feature: random category! The values are drawn. Do you want to say something before we start?”
Emily took a deep breath. The loss from the previous round still weighed on her, but she forced a smile to appear confident.
“I had a bad luck moment, but I’m going to win. I want a random... average.”
Alex nodded and read the question:
“What powdered seasoning is made from a mixture of various herbs and spices, and is often used on meat and poultry?”
Emily bit her lip. She had no idea what the answer was, but she ventured:
“Saffron.”
Alex sighed, feigning pity.
“Too bad, the bad luck continues. The answer is paprika.”
The red lights flashed on the screen, and Emily felt her heart sink even further.
Now it was Lara's turn, who had also gotten off to a bad start. She knew she needed to recover.
"Pop culture... tough." Alex smiled, appreciating the boldness.
"Which alternative rock band, known for its experimental sound and introspective lyrics, released the album Disintegration in 1989, considered one of the most important of the decade?" Lara took a deep breath. She was passionate about music and knew exactly the answer.
"The Cure." Alex smiled broadly and, in a theatrical gesture, began to sing:
"Monday, you can fall apart. Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart..."
The screen turned green, confirming the correct answer, and Lara smiled in relief.
"Congratulations, Lara. One hundred points!"
Now it was Rachel's turn. Although she wasn't in last place, she knew she needed to be aggressive to move up in the rankings.
"I want a random one... tough." Alex read the question seriously:
“Which Polish scientist in the sixteenth century proposed a heliocentric model of the universe, challenging the prevailing geocentric view of the time and revolutionizing our understanding of the cosmos?”
Rachel’s face turned pale. She wasn’t good at science and had no idea.
“I… I don’t know.”
The red lights flashed again.
“Nicolaus Copernicus,” Alex said, shaking his head. “Too bad, Rachel.”
Finally, Alex announced something special.
“Before we end the round, we have a special game! For the leaders only. No questions now, just luck. Let’s play darts. Whoever rolls the highest number on D100 gets 100 points. The loser gets nothing.”
Sophie, who was in second place, threw first. The die rolled on the table, landing on 92.
“Not bad, Sophie!” Alex praised.
Sarah was next. She rolled the die carefully, but the result was 90, just two points behind Sophie.
“ Nice win, Sophie! “ Alex declared. “ You’re now tied with Sarah: 250 points each!”
Alex turned to the camera with a sharp smile.
“ And with that, we end the second round. On the scoreboard, we have Sophie and Sarah tied for the lead, Lara with 100 points, and our little Emily... still at zero.”
She paused dramatically.
“ Let’s go to the last break of the night. When we come back, we’ll have a very special surprise for Emily. Don’t miss it!”
The show went to commercials, and Cassandra, backstage, smiled like a satisfied predator.

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