Cheerleaders

Nymeera's sadistic grin only grew as she watched Damien's face crease with worry. The older professor suddenly grew nervous as he wondered who would be dragged into this...insanity. Nymeera's tail suddenly stuck straight up in the air, perking up high, higher than she was tall, before fanning out to reveal the large, fluffy purple tail was actually 9 smaller, slimmer, though equally fluffy, tails in one! The nine tails swished and swayed and with a sudden wiping motion 8 lovely girls appeared behind the fox woman, sitting on chairs that weren't there a moment ago, and wearing some type of visor that covered their eyes. The visor glowed bright pink, and none of the girls seemed to realize where they were. All 8 simply sat perfectly still, almost at attention, staring forward, completely immobile.

"Now, we normally would show little clips of how we secured the girls, maybe introduce a little background, give the audience a small glimpse into their heads one after the other, but...ain't nobody have time for that shit!" Nymeera cackled cruelly, strutting toward the unmoving women and running her hands over their bodies. Damien estimated that the girls were in their late 20s, maybe a bit older. He didn't really recognize them though... Didn't Nymeera say these would be familiar faces? He was expecting family members, friends, maybe an ex girlfriend or two not...strangers...

"What is going on here?" he demanded, looking around. He had no idea how these girls had suddenly appeared, and no idea where he was. It was all too absurd to be real, and yet he didn't feel as though he were in a dream...though honestly how could he tell?

"You don't recognize them? Damien how heartless! These were some of your lovely pupils! Though it has been 10 years, so perhaps you can be forgiven... Though there's at least one you should absolutely remember." Nymeera's smile was sadistic again, an eager glee that was always threatening to escape, like she had a big secret she couldn't wait to share. Students? From 10 years ago? Well no wonder he didn't recognize them! He had so many students throughout the years that they all just blurred together! A student would've had to make a major impression for him to remember her 10 years later! Plus all these girls had those strange visors over their faces, making it hard to recognize anything about their faces!

"What are they wearing?" Damien asked, too nervous to move from the raised desk he'd been placed upon.

"These?" Nymeera cooed, brushing one of the girls' long blonde hair back behind her ear before caressing the girl's head gently. She didn't respond at all. "Just a little something to keep our girls nice and calm while we introduce them. Right now they're all staring into a very mesmerizing display, and all their pretty little heads and stuck in hypnotic bliss. This gives us plenty of time for you to get reacquainted, and for our audience to get to know them too. They are our contestants after all, even if we don't show flashbacks we do need our audience to be invested in them. Shall we?" Nymeera asked rhetorically, moving to the first girl in line...

Gabriella Neuman

"You may remember her name from a few ballots when you were voting. She's Gabriella Neuman, your duly elected State Treasurer!" Nymeera announcing, ripping off the visor and revealing the young Latina woman's face. Gabriella was a shorter woman, with immaculately styled light brown hair that cascaded down to mid back. Her feet only barely touched the ground in her chair, and she wore a pantsuit tailored for her body. She had a modest chest, and deep brown eyes which blinked slowly, working through the daze they were slowly awakening from. Nymeera's tails flashed with swift movement and suddenly a textbox appeared above Gabriella's head, like a UI.

Age: 31

Height: 5' 1"

Cup Size: B

Profession: Politician

Position: Flyer (C)

"What the...hell?" Gabriella said, looking around her with a heavily dazed frown. Nymeera just ignored her, moving on to the next girl.

Patika Bakshi

"I know it isn't like you to step inside a gym, but if you did you'd be very pleased to spot this gorgeous bunny helping our locals get a good workout in. It's Patika Bakshi!" Nymeera ripped away the visor from Patika, revealing a young Indian woman with short cut black hair, a well developed musculature and a tall, sturdy body. Almost the exact opposite of Gabriella before her she sat tall with both feet on the ground and wore yoga pants and a tank top that showed off her toned legs and heavy bust. Dark brown eyes looked around blearily at her surroundings as the UI text transferred from above Gabriella's head, to above Patika's.

Age: 28

Height: 6' 0"

Cup Size: DD

Profession: Fitness Trainer

Position: Main Base

"And our fees are very...uh...wait...where?"

"Shh," Nymeera hushed the dizzy woman, letting a fluffy tail slide across Patika's abs, causing the girl to giggle. "Let's do these next two at once. Twins are an essential component to the show, and we are fortunate enough to not have to make our own. Please take your pants down for Summer and Crystal White!"

Summer and Crystal White

Nymeera unveiled the two mostly identical looking girls in one feel swoop. Their hair, so blonde it was almost white, fell almost to their laps and framed lovely faces only just beginning to show signs of age. They both had bright blue eyes that drooped slightly before opening completely. The first twin, Summer, had a softer look to her, her eyes deep and blue and warm as she looked around. She was dressed in a black t-shirt scooped to show the tops of her generous breasts, but the soft curves were only barely visible over the long white apron she wore. Her pants were black, and comfortably fitted to her legs, though the apron was so long it was hard to see much of them. "Hm...mm?"

Age: 30

Height 5' 7"

Cup Size: D

Profession: Baker (Owner/Operator)

Position: Secondary Base

Her sister, on the other hand, had sharper features, more frown lines along her beautiful face, and her light skin was much paler compared to Summer's. Crystal's blue eyes looked lighter as well, colder, especially as the dazed expression left and she started to come back to her senses, cold blue eyes darting around suspiciously. She wore an expensive business suit, a blouse and skirt in a blue so dark it looked black. Her long, pale legs were on display, feet clad in low heels, and her breasts pushed against their well tailored confines. She wore a white blouse underneath putting her easily within the lines of professionality, but the swell of her top was refusing to fully hide the one part of the woman that actually looked soft.

Age: 30

Height: 5' 7"

Cup Size: D

Profession: Lawyer (Family Law specifically Divorce)

Position: Secondary Base

"Sister...where is...what have you done t-" Nymeera put a finger on the young woman's lips, smiling sadistically before moving on to the next contestant...and holy shit.

"Now I know what you're thinking, but no this is all natural! Usually we have to do a few transformations to get to where we are here, but this young bombshell has a huge head start...among other things. I mean of course her mind you dirty perverts!" Nymeera giggled, playing her fingers along the gorgeous Korean woman's silk-like raven black hair. "Time to stand at attention for FIDE certified chess superstar Kee Soomin, or as she prefers to be called, Suki!"

Kee Soomin (Suki)

All the girls were pretty in their own ways, but this one was on a completely different level. She looked like a fantasy come to life, massive tits whose size shunned the idea of being called anything as demure as 'breasts.' Full, plump pink lips that opened in an almost sexualized gasp as Nymeera tore away the visor. Her dark brown eyes were so deep it felt like one could fall in and start swimming in a bath of warm melted chocolate. Her body wasn't just all tits though, despite how easy it was to see them in her long sleeved white crop top, cut low and bursting with honey toned tit flesh. Her short black skirt also revealed long smooth legs that crossed seemingly without her even noticing once the visor was taken away.

Age: 31

Height: 5' 5"

Cup Size: F

Profession: WGM (chess)

Position: Back spot

Unlike the other girls, Soomin, or Suki apparently, didn't speak, and she didn't lose that glazed look to her eyes. Even fully awake she didn't look as though she was fully processing everything...which honestly could one really blame her?

"Getting keen on the idea of a harem yet?" Nymeera said slyly, looking straight at Damien, who refused to be baited by such obvious tactics. "Well we cater to all tastes here. Maybe bouncy bimbo isn't your cup of tea? How about petite? Calling for tech support it's Dana Williams!"

Dana Williams

Another visor torn away unceremoniously, another young woman opening her eyes to a strange and unexpected scenario. Dana's hazel eyes, unlike Suki's, sharpened almost immediately. Her short brown hair curled about her ears in a way that made her look cute, but not quite sexy. Combined with her short stature and small chest 'cute but not quite sexy' summed her up almost entirely. She was the only girl who, like Damien, wore glasses, and her attire leaned closer to casual than business casual with jeans and a white button up blouse underneath a comfortable looking black and white checkered cardigan. She wore tennis shoes, so it was hard to tell if she was dressed for work or not.

Age: 31

Height: 4' 10"

Cup Size: A

Profession: IT supervisor

Position: Flyer

"Oh fuck..." she said softly, eyes wide with horror.

"That IS the idea," Nymeera said, stepping past an awestruck Dana who was the only girl who seemed to notice Nymeera's otherworldly tails.

"We're almost at the end. Our next contestant is a little less...career focused, but we're sure she's going to be a lot of fun." Nymeera's red eyes glinted with malice as she said that, making Damien shiver at the implications. "She has the hardest job in the world, unless you count actual work. Mrs. Lauren Giles-Harris!"

Lauren Harris (she doesn't hyphenate)

Damien's mouth fell open as Nymeera removed the visor of the woman with the kind brown eyes. She really went and did it. Not only was Nymeera putting a married woman into Damien's harem but a MOTHER as well! What was she thinking? What kind of sick game was this turning into? Lauren didn't yet realize what was happening, her outfit was clearly made for comfort over appearance. She had long black leggings that clung to her slightly more plush figure than the other girls, and a grey tank top covered by a large lavender sweater. Her dirty blonde hair was tied up into a ponytail and she didn't wear any make up, like she'd been in the middle of some home fitness routine before... Damien swallowed hard as he realized the true scope of what was happening here. These women weren't contestants...they were hostages.

Age: 30

Height: 5' 4

Cup Size: C

Profession: Stay at Home Mom

Position: Back spot

"Who? Where? Huh?"

"All wonderful questions that will be answered soon, but I'm very eager for this next one. Master you haven't recognized any faces yet, so distant of you, but surely this one will ring a bell. She certainly rang yours... She calls herself Mistress, but now she'll have a Master of her own. Synthia Price."

Synthia Price

If Lauren's reveal made his jaw drop, Synthia's made him clam right up, tensing uncomfortably. 'She knows...' Thousands of students, perhaps even tens of thousands, had filtered through his life in the past 10 years and it wasn't unusual that he remembered almost none of them, especially from so long ago. He remembered Synthia Price. The gorgeous red head, her hair a dark auburn so rich and deep you'd think it had to be from a bottle, but no. Her bright green eyes blinked dizzily, but Damien remembered the coy sparkle those eyes could give. Her body wasn't quite as curvaceous as Suki's, but she was far more intentional in her appeal. The two words that perfectly described the halter top, miniskirt, and high heels she was wearing were 'black,' and 'tight.' She sat up a little straighter as she regained her bearings, the confident smokeshow was beginning to show herself, and 10 years of experience only heighted her sexual appeal. Sexual appeal which was quite high 10 years ago...when she fucked Damien for a passing grade in his class, and he let her.

Age: 29

Height: 5' 3"

Cup Size: DD

Profession: Online Mistress

Position: Flyer

"Mmm, I didn't miss the fun did I?" she purred, stretching sensually like a cat, her heavy bosom threatening to escape their confines, her heavy black make-up making her ivory skin almost glow. She looked around curiously, mirroring the other girls who had all gained their wits now. Nymeera was the logical place all eyes eventually landed, the fox woman was by far the most unusual thing here...and that was saying a lot. "Whoa..."

"Whoa yourself hot stuff," Nymeera said with a wink, posing before the group of women, all 9 tails splayed out behind her, before turning to look at Damien, and rerouting those 16 eyes directly towards him. He couldn't meet their gazes.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Synthia, "Mr. Carter?"

"Who?" asked Crystal, the platinum blonde was turned away from him, fawning over her sister, but those cold blue eyes locked onto his as though establishing blame.

"You know," said her twin, Summer offered him a lazy smile and a small wave. "From our Ethics class back when you were deciding which law school to transfer to.

"That was 10 years ago, I can't be expected to remember every aging blowhard with nothing else to do with their time!" Okay ouch, but...fair.

"Hold on..." Gabriella interjected, looking as though she were about to stand...but one of Nymeera's tails twitched and she froze for a moment, settling back down into her chair. "You're Crystal White aren't you? And Summer? You were both on the cheer team at Franklin University?"

"We were!" Summer exclaimed proudly, before her mouth dropped open. "Oh my god! Gabby? It's been so long how are you?!"

"It's Gabriella now..." Gabriella said slightly uncomfortably.

"Um..." Patika began, before all eyes turned toward her and she immediately ceased speaking.

"Wait I know you..." Synthia said with a wide grin. "Paulinda right?"

"Oh uh..."

"Ha! You still a wallflower? Damn you got jacked though! Can I feel?" Synthia eyed Patika's muscles enviously and made to stand up, but another flick from Nymeera's tail and she froze, sitting back down calmly with a slight frown on her face.

"I thought her name was Patika..." Suki said, tilting her head sideways as though genuinely confused. "I mean...you always introduced yourself as Patika right?"

"Y-yeah. It's Patika..."

"Psh!" Synthia snickered. "What kind of name is Pattyka? Patty would make sense but Pattyka sounds made up!"

"I...it's Patika..." Patika lowered her eyes, looking down her her feet and spoke so softly Damien could barely hear.

"You are a still a very rude woman Syn," Crystal said, turning those cold blue eyes toward the red haired beauty, who let her jovial grin fade into something more...combative.

"Yeah? You're still an uptight bitch Crystal."

"And that's enough banter!" Nymeera suddenly shouted, her voice booming throughout the lecture hall and causing an absolute stillness to descend upon everyone. "We didn't do intros so I let you talk for a bit, but we do have a show to start."

"Show? What are you talking about? And what the hell are you supposed to be?" Gabriella asked, eying Nymeera suspiciously.

"Kitsune..." said a new voice, Dana, who had barely looked away from Nymeera since awakening.

"Weeb," Nymeera rolled her eyes and flexed her tails. "I am the host, of what you ask? Why only the greatest reality bending tv game show of all time! This is Harem Hotel- Back to School Cheerleader Edition!" Suddenly the lights in the lecture hall flared brightly, bathing the stage, and a loud, raucous applause rang out from somewhere unseen in the darkness where seemingly empty chairs watched the stage. "But, I'm not going to be explaining this twice! So before we get into the full explanation we need our final contestant!"

"Final contestant?" Damien asked, looking around at the 8 women seated before him. "What are you talking about? Who else is there?" And why didn't she manifest them at the same time as the others?

"If this is the Cheerleader edition...I'm also confused," Lauren said, looking around at the other 7 girls. "We only had a team of 8...there isn't anyone else." Nymeera's grin turned positively feral and her red eyes bore down onto Lauren like twin red suns.

"Are you sure about that?"