A Moment of Introspection

Finding himself in the dining car, surrounded by a bevy of attractive women, Omar did what any good man would do... he got something to eat.

Sitting at a corner table, chewing on a burrito bowl, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander over the girls. Or at least the few that had stayed to eat their own meal, taking glances at him every so often.

Both Ashley and Ashlyn were sitting across the room, fingers interlaced as they communicated mentally, although still making faces, raised eyebrows, smirks, even little titters of laughter as they ate matching salads, although the blonde had several dollops of ranch dressing on hers, whereas the brunette had shaved carrot on the top.

Olivia had grabbed a burger, heading towards her room, and hadn't been seen since. He only knew she was heading for her room because the only two rooms in that direction were the girls' rooms as well as his own, but she couldn't enter there according to the angel.

Kat was frowning, smoking a cigarette and sipping a coffee black enough that she definitely didn't 'taint' it with any sugar or cream. She'd had a sandwich and chips but underestimated her brand-new knockers as they continually got in her way, crumbs littering the underside of her shirt where they had rested on her chips, and sandwich, and a small stain where she'd misplaced her coffee and spilled some on the white fabric.

Julia hadn't been seen since they'd arrived, immediately heading deeper into the train, same as Janet, although doubtfully for the same reasons, Julia seemed to prefer physical activity whereas Janet seemed like the kind of girls that loitered in the common room of the dorms.

And Terry, Terry looked like she was doing her best mouse impression, nibbling on a slice of pizza with such tiny bites that no sauce littered her face, but her head darted around, watching both doors as well as the murmurs that surrounded her.

Finally, Omar finished, looking for a trashcan as his plate magically vanished as he blinked owlishly, shaking ff his momentary confusion and heading towards the library.

As the books towered around him, he couldn't help but notice that he wasn't alone, Olivia sitting at a nearby table, a small stack of three books beside her with a fourth one open.

"Oh hey, I was just looking at something that had me curious. If you're looking to talk, I'm nearly done and I'm heading back to my room to check something else out. If you'd like, we can hang out later, I know we have to go on our 'date' tomorrow, but that doesn't mean we can't get to know each other a bit before then." Olivia offered, although she only looked up at him near the start of her monologue.

"No, that's alright, I was just going to grab a book to read, maybe find somewhere quiet to gather my thoughts. Do you like to read?" Omar asked staring at the stack of books beside her as he mentally doffed himself.

"Hmm, I guess, but not really as a hobby or anything, just like to be informed about what's going on. Figured I'd get started on this before anyone else showed up, but it looks like they haven't thought of it yet... or even at all." Olivia gave a subtle dig at her fellow competitors as she lifted the front of her book, revealing a simply titled 'Harem Hotel Guidebook: All the Rules and Regulations You Need to Know'.

"It just covers what Cam was saying, every week is divided into separate nights where we sleep with you, the week ends with a challenge where we girls win points depending on how we do, or even lose points if we do badly, and this cycle continues for a number of weeks until one of us gets 100 VP. That's the TLDR, the long version," Olivia lifted up the book in its entirety, which looked like it could compete with a dictionary for size.

"Wow, umm, well good luck with that." Omar said, slowly backing away as Olivia pushed her glasses back up her nose where they were slipping.

"Yeah, I'm coming up with a plan, but we'll talk more about it tomorrow. Oh, if you're looking for more casual reading, it's about three sections down, we have to pay for this shit, but it doesn't look like you do, so feel free to borrow at your leisure." Olivia said with what didn't bother to pass for a fake smile, her sarcastic tone more than revealing her opinions on the matter.

Rather than engage with her annoyance, Omar silently walked away, perusing the bookshelves before spotting a book that definitely didn't exist where he came from, the fuchsia cover with a darkened key fitting, but unrecognizable.

"A Song of Spring? I think I would remember if this came out," Omar mumbled as he flipped it over, looking for a publishing date. "2038! Are you telling me they have books that haven't even been published yet, then, if I looked for a history book or something nonfictional, I could know the future, learn about stuff that hasn't been discovered yet, like new medicines or medical techniques?" Omar gushed as he turned on his heel, only to nearly run straight into a slightly floating angel.

"No, well technically yes, you're free to learn or read whatever you want here, even stuff that hasn't been penned yet, but the moment you leave the show, all that information would be wiped from your memory, it's part of the book your future BTGF is reading... that way you can't tell anyone about us, which is strange because you can watch us, so sometimes I wonder how many of our audience are drawn to us because they can feel the former connection?" Cam said, and like a twinkle, he vanished between blinks of the eye.

"Well, even if I don't remember it, I can still enjoy it until then, right?" Omar asked but received no answer as he pulled the book from the shelf, heading for the Greenhouse.

As much as he enjoyed the shifting landscape, it was a bit distracting, so he set it to a nice sunny glade as he leaned against a tree, cracking open the book with a satisfying sound, the smell of untouched paper filling his nose.

And yet...

And yet....

And yet... he couldn't help but let his mind wander away from the words on the page, instead thinking about his near future. Or more accurately, the girls that filled his near future.

If this was a twisted dating/ reality show, then it only made sense for the girls to be appealing to him, at the very least on a physical level, so why Transform them. Obviously for audience engagement, but at the risk of making them less desirable from his point-of-view? Or was it meant to find the middle ground, taking girls with delicious bodies, but rotten attitudes and fixing them, and the opposite, a classic girl next door, or childhood best friend type, and giving them features too beautiful to resist.

Of course, his mind naturally drifted to Kat, who'd started with neither personality nor sexuality, but had already been gifted in one of those regards. While tits big enough to swallow his head wasn't something that Omar had considered, it was hard to deny his desire to play with them, squeeze them, stick his dick between them. To see how they refused to be hidden regardless of what Kat wore, they would always be prominently displayed.

Even so, her dumpster fire attitude put him off immediately, and now he saw her as little more than a sexual object, a literally fuckdoll, far from the idea they preached of a wife? They said Harem Queen, but that was just a fancy way of saying his girlfriend... partner.... mate?

On the other hand, there was Terry, ironic given they were the first two girls introduced. Far from oozing lust, he at least preferred her personality, and not because she seemed like a docile female, despite what many would believe of his culture. And he could only assume that was the idea behind her, quiet, blonde, white, and now virginal, it was certainly a fetish ideal, but he honestly wasn't a big fan of blondes, despite they're 'reputation', or maybe it was because of it. He definitely had a preference for intelligent girls, regardless of their hair color. But Terry seemed to have a bit of bite to her, a couple of snarky jokes, maybe she was just adjusting slower than the others, he certainly couldn't fault her for that.

Overall, he'd have to wait until their date, although now that he thought about it, how much of her experience had been wiped away, all sexual experience, but would she suddenly be a girl on her first date, shy, unsure of how she should act, that sounded like it could get annoying really quickly, and once again, not what they seemed to be pushing if he had to walk her through... oh, of course that was the point, not for him to help her discover herself, but to take control, train her to be his ideal girl.

Speaking of ideal, he wasn't sure how he felt about the 'twins', Ashley and Ashlynn. Once again, a ditzy blonde and equally ditzy brunette, they're obvious appeal was the idea of 2-for-1, automatic threesome, plus cheerleaders were an easy sell, although usually they're type were joined at the hip with athletes, or they were the athletes depending on the sort of girl. They didn't really seem like the type-A personalities though, community service, straight A's, student council members, the type of girls that rushed a sorority instead of a beer pong table.

Even so, he couldn't help but wonder how okay they were with sharing a guy, it didn't seem like something that was a dealbreaker for them, which only pushed the side-piece opinion in his mind. Of course, there was the alternative, that they didn't really like men, so they trio was only a pretense to fool around together while covering their tracks, if that was true, he didn't really know how he felt about it. It was certainly cunning, which would increase his opinion, but that didn't feel like something the show would do. Well, really it did, only a few steps early, if that were the case, they'd probably be in for a rough time of Transformations and the audience rooting for them to give in every week.

Julia on the other hand, seemed as resistant to the entire idea as possible, having to be threatened to stay, and not even to herself, to her sister. It should've made Omar mad, instead he just felt resigned, which was probably how Julia felt. He love to say he'd avoid her, to be the strong one who turned her down so she didn't have to cross a very dark line, but that was ridiculous. The entire point of the show was for her to sell herself piece by piece for both his pleasure and the audience's entertainment. If he turned her down, they could take it as her not being his type or not finding her attractive and twist her up until she wasn't even the same person.

But did that make it okay for him to give in, to date and eventually sleep with her all while knowing she was being **** into it, that made him feel really slimy, and it would take a lot of inky darkness to drown that out. It was ironic given she was closer to his ideal partner than most of the others, friendly enough, outspoken, seemed to have some drive and athletic without being overly muscled.

Which left Olivia and Janet, both of whom had received Transformations to make them more open to a sexual relationship. Olivia's seemed to be pushing her to be more of a vapid gothic bimbo, which was an interesting picture to say the least while Janet lost her sense of shame with taking her clothes off. The only difference seemed to be Olivia's was at least somewhat optional, or maybe the right word was conditional, but he couldn't help but wonder how much she'd change without her glasses.

Would she go full cockslut or just airheaded, while Janet might show up to breakfast in just a skirt, and put her tits on a plate! Why did his brain go there of all places, she wasn't a idiot, she just didn't mind showing off her goods. And it didn't sound like it extended beyond her clothes, so he didn't have to worry she would crawl under the table and suck him off... he hoped.

Olivia on the other hand, seemed close to his preferred fantasy, curvy, smart, certainly already forming a plan for how to approach the show. She definitely had a vibe about her, like a secretary that hung out at the karaoke bar way too late. Honestly Janet had a similar vibe, only less bar and more coffee shop.

On the whole, there were several of the girls had had felt an immediate attraction too, and some he wanted to skip a date with, in favor of a no strings attached hook up, but whether that would pan out would remain to be seen in the days to come.