Day 2: Exploring

Barbara

Barbara took some time to search her room for any hidden panels or compartments. But it made sense that bonuses wouldn’t be hidden in a room frequently visited… but that gave her an idea. The lounge was used for the cocktail hour, but no one searched it.

The lounge itself had a few things that stood out. A few ornate statues, a fireplace, and some furniture. The fireplace gave nothing. Unless they expected her to crawl up the chimney. The couch cushions were much better. Under the cushion she found a two gold rings interlocked together.

+1 Promise Rings

A note was attached. “Once per day, two wearers can make a promise that is magically enforced; such as an alliance or promise to tell the truth. The promise lasts till midnight.”

“Fuck yes!” Barbara exclaimed. “I wonder if there is anything else around?”

She decided to go searching the second floor. The rings were alright, but nothing that would give her a major advantage.

Rose, Veronica, and Alex

The trio set out to the village. It was empty except for them. The shops all seemed to be automated.

“I don’t suppose they have a pre-1800’s shop here?” Rose asked.

They walked into one of the boutiques that made up most of the store fronts. Inside were any racks and on closer inspection each was named after a particular contestant.

“Looks like they’ve got most of our measurements already,” Alex said, “Great for me; I’m pretty much only used to medium or large, wtf is a size 0? How can you be the size of nothing?”

The women ignored him, but got excited when they got to a futuristic looking booth and a touch screen.

“It lets us make our own clothes,” Veronica said flipping through the settings. “… it doesn’t seem to let us buy outside of our limitations, sorry Rose.”

“Thanks for checking,” Rose said, “But at least I can choose something myself.

Angie, Jessica, and Kim

The village had others visiting; Angie, Jessica, and Kim found themselves at a place know as the Clinic. The lobby had an interactive digital display that listed the procedures.

“So much craziness,” Kim said, “You can adjust almost any aspect of your physical body and mind here.”

The Angies looked over at a different terminal, “Who would want some of this? Cat girl Ears?”

“Furries,” Jessica said flatly, she was fiddling with her own just to see. “Weird… some of the features are locked out for me.”

“Like what?” Kim asked.

“I can’t reduce my height, or remove my muscle mass.”

“Don’t you like your changes?” The Angies asked in unison.

“Yeah… but it means our changes can’t be reversed… at least not with bonus points.”

At that the group fell silent, Kim spoke up, “Were you thinking about April?”

“Yes… I thought I might be able to somehow use my bonus points to at least bring her mind back…”

“You can’t worry about her,” Angie said, “She made her choice. We’ve got to make ours…”

Jessica wasn’t sure but she looked at some of the other options available.

“I think I found something to help you, Angie,” Kim said, “But you aren’t gonna like it…”

She tilted the display towards Angie, as she read her face went from disgust to acknowledgment, “I-I understand… I agree. Will you be able to help me with covering some of the cost?”

Kim smiled, “It’ll be my pleasure.”

Naomi

Naomi sat down at her desk in her villa and monitored the various groups on the island. Angie looking to make some changes intrigued her. Usually contestants waited before doing that, but clearly Angie was falling behind. The preliminary popularity poll results were coming in and she was the second lowest rated Contestant.

That being said she was excited to see what Barbara was up to. She clearly was not making many waves either. Barely even registering a blimp on the popularity scale. But what did Naomi expect from a generic blonde beauty queen. But she saw where Barbara was heading next and if she kept searching she was going to find something very “special” that made Naomi wet just by thinking of it.

John

John was exploring his master bedroom… floor? The mansion was tailor made for him in many ways. He had a variety of expensive and stylish clothes as well as a wide collection of entertainment media. Movies, TV shows, games, etc…

The only issue was he was worried about the harem. He cared about each of the women, but didn’t understand how this could work. It was in this brooding that Yvette sashayed into view. She was already changing the sheets of his bed to satin ones. She bent over to flatten the sheets more and her skirt pulled up to reveal her petticoat and black lace panties beneath.

John was mesmerized. She clearly was some kind of temptation by Naomi or the producers. And he wouldn’t play into their game. He moved to the kitchen area and sat at the table, bringing over his phone and a manga to read. He spent some alone time thinking before he was interrupted.

“I’m don wiv le bédruhm, mastair. Eez zeré anytheng élse you need?” Yvette said curtsying low to allow John to see to the lace bra down her cleavage.

“U-Um… I could use a coffee?” John asked unsure what to do.

Yvette smiled and sashayed to the kitchen to brew up a pot.

As John was getting to the next chapter of One Piece he felt it, hot coffee spilling into his lap. The hot coffee warm, but not scolding.

“Oh non! Yur pents aré ruined! Lét me 'elp you tak zem off.” Yvette said helping unbuckle John’s pants.

John stood up abruptly as Yvette got on her knees and pull down his pants and boxers to reveal a semi-erect dick waving at her face.

“I’m zo sairry, mastair. Ai accept any punishmont you wish to give mi,” she said pleading eyes looking up at him. “Let me clean lé coffee off of yo”

Yvette began to lick John’s dick softly. John was frozen in shock.

“I-I’m fine… oh” he said as his dick became harder.

Yvette began sucking gently as she began to move her lips up and down the length of his member. She could feel his sick throbbing waiting for release.

“Y-you don’t need to- Oh god!” John said as he leaned against his chair to stay standing.

Yvette was caressing his body with her hands as she began to rapidly deep throat his cock. She was a machine. John could feel the pleasure welling up inside.

“P-Please I’m about to- OOO!” John moaned as he shot a load deep inside Yvette’s mouth. Jizz began to drip down the sides of her cheeks as she kept going. Sucking up as much of her master’s cum as possible.

John collapsed back in the chair as Yvette wiped the cum from her mouth.

“Eez zére anytheng elsé you need mastair?” Yvette asked with a smile as she stood up.

“I-I’m good…” John said as he tried to compose himself.

Yvette curtsied and proceeded to clean up the mess. Then left down the stairs, John watching her ass move side to side provocatively as she left.

“Fuck… I needed that,” John said as he took a sip of his replacement coffee.