Alex Goes To Naomi's Villa

Alex

Later into the night, Alex walked towards Naomi's Villa. Based on the directions Veronica gave her it was no surprised they didn't find it earlier. Walking up to the door it was not locked and she was easily able to enter.

As soon as her foot touched the floor, music began to play. Naomi came rushing out of a nearby bedroom, clad in a purple robe.

"What the fuck!?" Naomi shouted walking towards Alex. "What did you do?"

Alex put her hands up, "I didn't do anything, I just walked in."

Clapping came from around them, canned applause from some sound effects track.

"Congratulations, Alex!" Came a voice from the ether, like the voice of a young Bob Barker. The silhouette of a man in a black suit, white collared shirt, and black tie stood in the Villa's living room with a microphone in his black leather gloved hand.

The room was well lit, but Alex could not make out his facial features at all. No hair or eye color. His face was a black silhouette.

"Oh fuck..." Naomi said.

"Fuck indeed!" The man said with a chuckle.

"Can someone explain what's going on?"

Naomi sighed, "It's the Executive Producer."

"Bingo!" He said, "And Alex won a really big prize by entering your villa."

Naomi scowled, "Good for her, but do I need to be here for that? I was getting my beauty rest."

"Oh, you don't know yet... Of course," the faceless man smiled, or something equivalent. "Naomi, you and Alex are switching positions."

"Wait what?" Alex asked.

"Yes, the contestant who finds Naomi's villa becomes the new Hostess with the mostest!"

"Oh you are firing me?"

He waved a finger, "Nope, you are now a contestant. And part of John's harem. Alex, you get the cushy gig as the Harem Mansion hostess."

"But... I'm not magical..." Alex said.

"And you think Naomi is? She got her powers by having them granted to her by the people pulling the strings behind everything: executive producers, writers, the Harem Hotel creator. I could explain the details but even I am limited in knowing the specifics-"

Naomi's fist erupted into purple flames as she tried to punch the executive producer. He caught her hand instantly, the flames doing nothing more than tickling his gloved hand. The punch's **** was reduced to a soft tap. Then the flames shrunk until they were extinguished.

The man held his other hand to Alex, "Now to give you your reward."

Alex touched his hand and the feeling was electric. The power coursing through her body feeling as though she was having an eruption of orgasms across her entire body, Oh my God!-"

"And welcome Naomi the human contestant!"

Note: this was the result of the poll for who would go to the villa.