Drifting, dreaming in an Azure mood. Stardust gleaming through my solitude.

Nick’s eyes snapped open and he let out a gasp as he was suddenly thrust from his sleep and into the bright sunlight of the morning. What day was it? Where was he? His thoughts and memories were a blur, he had no idea what was going on!

…Well… he knew where he was, at least.

Nick was sitting in the throne set up for the master of the harem, on the stage overlooking the beach where his harem assembled before and after each challenge at the call of the host. But what was he doing here? It wasn’t time in the round for a challenge, was it? Where was the host of his season? Where was Sylvia?

“Well, finally awake, I see? Took you long enough.”

Nick could hear the sneer in the haughty voice to his left before he even turned his head. And there she was, a woman standing arrogantly at the apron of the stage with a wicked gleam in her crimson eyes and a scornful expression on her pouty lips. Her hair was a long mane of scarlet that danced around her body in the morning breeze, and she stood before him with her head held high, like she owned the place.

“Another day, another wimpy master to improve,” the woman scoffed, clicking her tongue and shaking her head as she looked at Nick with an expression teaming with conceit and disdain.

“You… who are you?!” Nick looked around questioningly. “What am I doing here? Where’s Sylvia?” He demanded. Normally he wouldn’t have been that concerned with the wicked woman who had brought him to this island on false pretenses, but something felt strange. Although he could only remember feeling contempt for her, there was a strange longing in his breast now that she was nowhere to be seen.

“Don’t concern yourself with that floozy,” the redhead sniffed, her conceited expression morphing with distaste. “The old host is out, and the new host… is in.”

“Old… host?” Nick questioned. The words sounded strangely familiar on his tongue. “…New…?” He couldn’t fully process what this woman was saying, but it sounded like she had replaced Sylvia as the host of the show somehow. A notion that bewildered Nick, because Sylvia… …No, what was he thinking? Sylvia was the host, right? His memories must still be jumbled.

“You remember her, don’t you, Nick?” A sharp voice cut through the fog of Nick’s thoughts and brought him back to reality. He turned and looked out over the beach, realizing for the first time that his harem had all been gathered in front of him. Gina, Dawn, Dani, Carly and Marley, Kim, Rose, Morgana, and the new girls, as well, his stepmother Amelia, Vivian Carrington, a very flustered Ella, and the sneering Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin.

…Oh, and of course, the owner of the voice herself, Dakota. His childhood friend, back from the grave, rose from her seat with her hands on her hips. The cold look in her golden eyes pierced through Nick’s heart, and he swallowed.

“She was at Mary’s wedding,” Dakota reminded him. “Her name is Azure. She’s a host on one of the other shows.”

“Oh, that’s right!” Dawn gasped. “I remember now.”

“Huh, she was?” Gina scratched her head in confusion. “I don’t remember much from that night, to be honest.”

“Because you got completely plastered,” Dani reminded the punk girl. She was playing nervously with her blue feathers and looked uncertainly up at the redheaded host.

Right… Azure… Nick remembered her and Sylvia getting involved in a heated conversation, but it was far from a standout memory of that day.

“So what’s she doing here? That’s what I want to know,” Carly said, crossing her arms over her chest. To Nick’s surprise (and Dani’s embarrassment) Carly was buck naked. Azure must have brought her here so early in the morning she hadn’t even had the chance to put on her daily cosplay. But she seemed to be handling it pretty well.

Her sister, less so.

“Where’s Sylvia?” Marley asked timidly. “She’s supposed to be the host… right?” Marley sounded just as unsure about that fact as Nick felt. Like there was some block in his mind keeping him from thinking about something.

“Yeah, she’s been the host as long as I’ve been around,” Vivian agreed with a thoughtful nod. “But then, hostile takeovers aren’t exactly unexpected I my field, I suppose…”

“Assuming that is in fact what is going on here,” Amelia pointed out. She narrowed her eyes. “What is your purpose here?”

Normally quite formal, Amelia didn’t bother couching her words behind flowery amends. She cut right to the heart of the matter.

Azure responded with a sneer. “It’s like I said. I’m the new host around here. Simple as that. Apparently, the producers decided that your previous host wasn’t up to snuff. And I can’t say I blame them, either. Not everyone can have the most popular season on Harem Hotel.”

“Most popular?” Rose perked up.

“Rose!” Kim hissed at her. “You aren’t seriously thinking this is a good thing!?”

“No! But she said most popular,” the frenchwoman pointed out. “Maybe our popularity will improve then!”

Vivian barked out a laugh.

“It’s only expected with how much your show’s been bungling recently,” Azure smirked. “After all, on the subject of popularity, the most popular girl on your season got the boot! Oh, sure, she got ‘married’ to the master, but the fact of the matter is, she’s out of the running. I can’t believe the producers just let that one slide.”

Rose sulked, upset by the very basic reality that Mary was more popular than she was. Reality tended to have a grudge against Rose, it seemed.

But now that the subject of Mary had been raised, Nick found himself questioning a lot of things. He remembered Mary being eliminated, but the specifics were a little cloudy. And speaking of the redhead…

“Where’s my wife?” Nick demanded.

“Good point,” Dawn noted. “Normally, Mary and Holly are brought here when we assemble. If you’re the new host, does that mean you’re doing something different?”

Azure glared at the short girl. “…I don’t know how Sylvia ran things, you puny little kitten, but you’re in the presence of greatness right now. And don’t worry, Master Nick!”

Suddenly, all the contempt in her voice oozed away, and she was bright and cheery. Almost effusive as she gazed at him.

“I’m not going to let you suffer these rude, impudent fools any longer, my poor boy. I’ll show you how a real host does things. Don’t worry- with my trained hand, this meager collection of damsels will become a top-notch assortment of babes and beauties sculpted to suit your every need!”

Nick felt a shiver run down his spine. Somehow, Azure intimidated him even more when she was being sweet.

Dakota fought back her scowl as she glared up at Azure.

Unlike Nick, this wasn’t her first confrontation today with the arrogant redhead.

An unnecessary-to-determine amount of time prior…

“What is the meaning of this?!” Dakota demanded, storming into the host’s chambers. The portraits had been cleared from the wall, replaced by Azure’s smug expression. The redhead lounged back on the black couch with a sneer on her lips, as Nola fawned over her.

Dakota had woken up in the Garden Suite this morning, confused and irate. And she wanted answers. “What are you doing here?” She demanded. “And where is Sylvia?”

Azure raised her eyebrow. “Which question would you like an answer to first?”

Dakota didn’t bother replying. She just crossed her arms over her chest and glared.

Azure sighed and rolled her eyes. She rose from the couch and strolled over to Dakota.

“Sylvia wasn’t pulling her weight,” the host replied. “So now she’s gone. And I’m the one in charge now!”

A season of 12 contestants. Just like she’d deserved to have in the first place. While Azure had not been told the specifics of this little change, she assumed that the producers had finally decided to correct a great karmic injustice.

Finally, that Alison was good for something.

“…So let me get this straight,” Dakota said, pinching the bridge of her nose as she tried to process the new memories bouncing around in her skull. “The producers made you the new host of Harem Hotel: Island Holiday Season, and sent Sylvia… where? To another season?”

Azure smirked. “That’s essentially correct,” she said, nodding. “It appears there was an oversight somewhere or another, and Sylvia ended up getting the boot. But nothing a slight altering of the perception filter for the master and his harem can’t fix!”

She looked curiously at the sulking Dakota. “…What’s the matter?” She mused. “When you stormed in here, I almost thought you were worried about her. But that can’t be. You of all people, worried about Sylvia?”

If that was true, the everything Azure thought she knew about the woman in front of her was wrong. But since Azure couldn’t comprehend of a reality where she could possibly be wrong about something like that, she dismissed it.

“And where exactly does that leave me?” Dakota demanded, glowering at the redhead.

“…As a member of your master’s harem, of course,” Azure said, blinking in confusion. “My, they really must have done a number on you… that’s what you’ve been after, right? Your master… what was his name again? Rick?”

“Nick,” Dakota snapped.

“…Right, yes. Well, you’re in luck, Dakota, because with my help, I’ll make sure you and that boy Nick get the happy ending you so richly deserve! It’s the least I can do, seeing as how your messy little game with Sylvia led to me attaining this post in the first place.”

Again, that was speculation on Azure’s part. The producers hadn’t actually explained why they’d brought her on. But given what she knew about this season, it was hardly a surprise.

“…You’d do that?” Dakota looked like she didn’t trust Azure in the slightest. “Just out of the goodness of your heart?”

Azure snorted and rolled her eyes. “Of course not!” She laughed, shaking her head. “In exchange, you’re going to be my woman on the inside. You see, a host of my caliber doesn’t bother with low-quality seasons like this one, so I only skimmed a few scenes here and there to get the general idea of the archetypes of the harem. But a calculating girl like you, you should be able to fill in any gaps I’m too important to bother with.”

Dakota’s eye twitched. “I’m a contestant,” she pointed out. “You want me to be your assistant? Isn’t that what Nola is for?” She turned her golden eyes to the leprechaun, who flinched and went pale. Nola quickly scurried behind the couch.

Azure waved her hand dismissively. “Come now, no need to be so concerned over everything,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m not trying to conspire here. The producers wouldn’t take to kindly to that. Just let me know if there’s anything I should include in my profiles on the girls.”

And with that, she handed Dakota a rather large paperclipped stack of papers to review.

Dakota raised her eyebrow incredulously and gave it a once-over. Azure’s notes were… far from thorough.

Dakota Johnson (Evans? Who cares.)

Master’s Simp

Notes: She died once. And then somehow she returned. And now what? She wants to make him a harem? That can be worked with. If only she were more competent. Unfortunately, all her scheming and seething makes her pretty impotent. Probably doesn’t have any friends. (Definitely zero.) The only thing she thinks about is the master, so in spite of her uselessness, she can serve a role in the harem as someone for the master to obsess over. Would probably do anything he asks because she’s a simp.

Regina DeAmico

Master’s Childhood Friend

Notes: Punk girl and **** dealer, probable criminal record. Likely to bully other contestants. Crucial fetishes are free use and discipline play. Has a tendency to throw her weight around towards other members of the harem, making a good candidate for leader of the harem. Beneath the surface, very submissive and easily dominated by the master. Push towards being free use slut for other harem members to destroy her pride.

Dawn Willowbrook

Master’s Jailbait

Notes: Legal (?) loli. Youngest girl in the harem, very naïve and innocent in spite of her booksmarts. Can be easily led around by others due to her small stature and **** personality. **** to manipulation and deceit. Little experience with sex, but has received transformations to make her more malleable. Should be easy to sculpt to the master’s will as the perfect sex ****. Pair with Morgana for maximum corruptibility.

Danielle Montenue

Master’s “Lesbian”

Notes: A gold-star lesbian turned fake lesbian. Likes girls but is secretly obsessed with master’s cock. Crucial fetishes are orientation play and dominance loss. Former tomboy, is aroused by feminization and stepfordization. With work and encouragement can be molded into the perfect bimbo wife for master’s tastes. Gets off on being exposed as a slut and a pervert in front of other women, especially by the master, especially her boobs.

Carly Granger & Marley Granger

Master’s Twins

Notes: Twin sisters brought on the show to display the sexiness of twins. Identical in most respects, but Carly is slutty, loving, and generous, and Marley is a hidden size queen. Carly enjoys sex with the master but Marley does not, meaning it is important to build the relationship around Carly. Have her urge sister away from being obsessed with men she thinks are “better” than the master, and get her to accept the master as a lover.

Kimiko Lewis

Master’s Geisha

Notes: Asian slut. Further details unnecessary. Focus on fetishization of Japanese culture. Me love you long time, sucky-sucky, him so horni, that stuff. Actual personality irrelevant. Currently serves as a fetishized Japanese schoolgirl but progress beyond that is of course encouraged. Raceplay and WMAF are also popular avenues to take the role. Potential breeding and asian erasure could be controversial, but exciting.

Rosemary Beausoleil

Master’s Gold Digger

Notes: Superficial arrogant bitch. Thinks she’s better than everyone around her, including the master. Only cares about money. No genuine affection for the master, but still cozies up to him in order to improve her own situation. While that ambition is respectable, it is also unacceptable. Vital to smash her pride and humble her, and reveal her true nature to the master so he can properly punish her for being a manipulative and insincere gold digger. Does not play well with others.

Gertrude Lafayette, aka Morgana

Master’s Sexy Goth

Notes: Another good candidate for harem leader. Sex-obsessed and perpetually horny like a good goth slut should be. Driving fetish is corruption and devotion to the master. Obsessed with turning the other members of the harem into sexualized caricatures. Addicted to sex and gets off on servicing the master, while pretending to be shy and humble in front of others. Not actually bisexual but willing to have sex with other women to arouse master. Has no known sexual limits.

Amelia Campbell

Master’s MILF

Notes: Master’s stepmother. Developed a sexual attraction towards him when very young, but held back until the master became of legal age before engaging in a sexual relationship with him. Obsessively devoted to the master, and her role in the harem as his mommy slut and breeding ****. She became so addicted to her role as “mother” she is determined to become one for real this time, and also mothers and comes onto other women in the harem. Keep away from children.

Vivian Carrington

Master’s Brat

Notes: Stuck-up, spoiled rich brat. Never worked a day in her life, just lounges around in pools of money pampering herself. Encourage the master to break her confidence posthaste and turn her into an obsessed paypig giving him a blank check for whatever his whims are. (This may take time. Until then, the master should **** her and take advantage of her daddy fetish by treating her like one treats a spoiled brat- cruelly and without mercy so she knows who is in charge now.)

Ella Marquez

Master’s Bang Maid

Notes: Superficially kind and sweet, and reserved. This is all a cover for her alternate personality, Cinder, a slut with no limits that is completely obsessed with being her master’s free use ****. In spite of Ella’s efforts to have a nice, sweet romance with the master, Cinder constantly whispers wicked and naughty thoughts into her ear in order to corrupt her and drive her further down the path towards sexual debauchery. This should be encouraged at all times, including by the master.

Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin

Master’s Bimbo Sex Doll

Notes: Devoted, sweet, and kind. She represents everything a woman in the master’s harem should aspire to be, particularly seen and never heard. In spite of her past as a killer, her devotion to the master means she obeys any order he gives her without question, in an effort to prove herself as the perfect tool to suit his every need. Incredibly submissive and sexually giving, her fetish is bringing in other women and seeing them reduced to tools for the master as well.

Dakota read it over again. Just to make sure she didn’t miss anything.

“Well?” Azure said smugly. “I think it’s pretty thorough, if I do say so myself. But what do you expect? A season of this caliber is child’s play for a host on my level.”

“…I’m going to have to correct a misconception,” Dakota said, lowering the paper and looking at Azure. A shadow crossed over the host’s face.

“Oh, really?” She asked, holding back a growl.

Dakota nodded. “I assumed an arrogant woman like you would be so caught up in her own ideas of what Nick’s harem should look like, she wouldn’t even bother watching a single episode of a ‘season of this caliber’ as you put it. …But I’m a big enough woman to admit that I was wrong.” She handed the file back to Azure and flashed a beaming smile. “I completely underestimated your perceptiveness.”

Azure smirked. “Naturally,” she boasted. “With my brilliance, we’re certain to host a great season!”

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…Which brought us back to here.

“Now, as your new host, I think the first order of business will be to run a brand new challenge,” Azure said, smiling. “I can’t wait to see all of you in action!”

“A new challenge? Already?” Morgana asked warily.

“It’s a little sudden for that, don’t you think?” Dani questioned.

“Azure, we just had a challenge a few days ago,” Nick said, trying to be diplomatic about this. If they really were stuck with Azure for the rest of the season, they’d have to make the best of things. “Don’t you think it’s a little sudden?”

“Oh, that’s so cute!” Azure giggled. “Don’t worry, Nick, I promise, you’re really going to like this one! I’ve got quite a devious mind for exciting and sexual challenges. You’ll love it! …But you raise a good point, it’s a little too soon. So this one won’t be for VP or BP or anything like that. Just a nice, friendly little competition!”

Rose let out a disappointed grunt. Dawn shot her a look.

“Well… I-I guess?” Nick stammered, not wanting to upset her. Azure looked genuinely happy to be here. And maybe it would be better than with Sylvia…

Whenever Nick thought that, though, he felt a stab of remorse in his chest.

“First things first, let’s set the stage properly!” Azure declared. “And by that, I mean… let’s get rid of this stage altogether!”

“Wah?” Ella gasped as the ground began to rumble.

The stage fell apart around Nick, and to everyone’s surprise, a building began to form around them. Nick’s throne slowly lowered to the ground, expanding out into a wide, plush couch as it landed on the wooden floor of… what appeared to be a fancy cabana lounge.

“There, that’s more like it,” Azure purred, gazing up at the high ceiling as she fanned herself. “None of that pesky sunlight. Yes, this is the perfect setting for our challenge, a nice relaxing lounge for the master to take it easy and relax in, while his women attend to his every pleasure.”

Azure snapped her fingers and suddenly three women appeared, surrounding the couch. Mary, Holly, and… Nola, of all people?! The trio reacted in surprise, but not nearly as surprised as Nick was, seeing what they were wearing.

Bunny girl outfits! All three women were wearing bunny girl outfits!

“Why am I dressed like this?!” Mary wailed, looking around in shock. She had been summoned here from bed, along with Holly, who-

“Ooh! This again? I love it!”

…Who was enjoying this, as could have been predicted. The brunette hummed and did a twirl, checking out her appearance.

But the one who was really freaking out was Nola.

“Why am I dressed as a bunny girl!? And is this a palm frond!? Am I supposed to fan Nick or something? But I’m not in his harem, I’m the assistant! Of course, being in Nick’s harem wouldn’t be so bad, but I’m not! My job is to do tasks to help the show, isn’t there something I could be doing to help the show? Do you really want me here, fanning Nick like some girl in his harem? Azure? What’s going on?!”

Azure sighed. The leprechaun was getting on her nerves, but she was still better than her last assistant.

“Don’t worry about it,” she grunted. “You’re just fanning. Pleasing him. As he deserves, of course!” She said, winking at Nick.

Nick shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

“But why these clothes?” Mary demanded. It had been some time since she wore anything besides her country clothing, and she was very confused.

Azure raised her eyebrow. “Would you rather I give you horns and a bell, like a cow?”

Mary turned red.

“Th-this is fine,” she stammered, looking down at the color pattern of her clothing.

The problem resolved, Azure turned back to the other girls and cleared her throat.

“Now then, as I was saying, I’m making a few changes around here. This nice little lounge is one of those changes.”

“It’s not bad,” Vivian nodded approvingly. “Rather like my family’s villa on the beach.”

“I like a fancy place like this!” Rose agreed, excitedly.

Kim just rolled her eyes. “Whatever,” she muttered.

Azure wasn’t done though.

“When it comes to making a harem work, there are a lot of important details to consider,” she said bluntly. “Specifically, the roles each woman will fit in the harem! Now, there are a lot of you, and you all look rather… unique.”

She glanced pointedly at the feather-covered Dani, and Carly, who was still naked.

“…But as unique as you all are, the important thing is that you’re here to suit the master’s pleasure. So with that in mind, let’s have a change in wardrobe, shall we? For this challenge, you can forget all about your clothing restrictions and transformations, we’re going to focus on sex appeal! So let’s see those smiles, ladies!”

And in a flash, everything changed. The girls were already in various states of dress and undress, depending on when they’d been brought to the beach from their bedrooms. And with a wave of her hand, Azure stripped their clothes while simultaneously replacing their outfits, in a strange perversion of a magical girl transformation.

Nick’s jaw dropped, and he blushed when he saw what everyone was wearing. The girls had all been shoved in matching playboy bunny outfits, which they took to with varying levels of comfort.

Dakota seemed to claim hers right away. She stepped forward with her head held high, applauding Azure’s decision beneath the surface. While she didn’t approve of the hostile takeover, she could admit that Nick looking at her the way he was now… …Azure being host had some nice perks.

“Huh? This… I actually expected kind of worse,” Gina said, looking over her new change of clothes. Her leather jacket lay on the ground in front of her and she picked it up, but she knew better to put it on, instead setting it down gently on a nearby table. “I could get used to this.”

“Why playboy bunny!?” Dawn was not nearly as accepting of the sudden change. “I have cat ears! And a cat tail! Why did you put me in a playboy bunny outfit!?” At least she didn’t make Dawn wear the ears as well. As the cat girl covered her modest chest, she burned with embarrassment and **** gratitude at Azure’s gesture of kindness.

“This is… ugh, I’m not even going to bother complaining,” Dani sighed, scratching her feathered hair and shaking her head. “What would be the fucking point, anyway?” Her face burned with shame as she looked around, resigned. At least she got some eye candy out of her situation. That brought a smile to her face. She tried to make the best of things.

“I mean, it’s not like I’ve never worn something like this before,” Carly pointed out, gesturing to her skimpy outfit. It was better than being buck naked. “What do you think, Marley? It’s not that bad, right?”

Marley sighed. “No, I guess not,” she admitted, looking down at her contrasting outfit. “But come on, really? There’s such a thing as being too permissive, sis.” Then again, this was nothing compared to some of the other challenges. So far, anyway.

“I mean… I’m used to wearing just underwear at my job,” Kim said, looking at her own outfit. “This is actually a step up, believe it or not.” The bunny outfit covered less than her schoolgirl uniforms tended to, but she wasn’t complaining. At least she got to wear something new for once. She beamed cheerily.

“But why is mine red?” Rose sulked. She liked the look, since it gave her a sexy and sensual vibe, but blues and purples were her favorites, and Azure had given her bright red! …Oh well. “I’ll make it work,” she said confidently, determined to be sexier than Mary in her costume. She would be great!

“Eh, mine has lace, that’s pretty nice,” Morgana said. Normally she would have been freaked out by a sudden clothing change, but she was actually pretty excited about it. Maybe because there was something cool and sexy about these playboy bunny costumes. She really was enjoying herself here!

…Amelia was not. The teacher’s eye twitched, and behind her mask of composure she burned with shame and frustration. But there was no way she’d let that slip, so she said nothing and stood indignantly as she leered at Azure, letting the host know just how little she approved of this.

“This is really high-quality fabric!” Vivian complimented Azure’s work as she ran her fingers over the material. “What did you make this out of? I’d actually be down for a few of these in different colors!” She wasn’t at all fazed by the clothing change- someone like her who lived and breathed fashion would make the best out of anything.

“Hyieee!” Ella was not making the best out of anything. She scrambled to snap her rubber-band, flustered and confused and seconds away from just running off and giving Cinder control of her body again. The only thing to stop her was the fact that she knew her alter would only make things worse.

And rounding out the pack was Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin, who smiled at Azure and nodded approvingly. She did a twirl to show off her appearance from every angle, aiming her appeals directly at Nick, and relishing in the fact that he was checking her out.

“There!” Azure applauded. “Now that you cuties all look the part, we can get down to business and get you ladies serving your master’s whims!”

“Serving?” Dani immediately tensed. Now that she was dealing with a new host, old anxieties began to creep back in. “What do you mean by that?”

Amelia frowned. “If you’re insinuating that Nicholas and I-”

“I’m going to stop you ladies right there,” Azure cut them all off. “It’s not going to be that kind of service. No, no, we’re going to do something much more fitting for the setting!”

She fanned herself in an exaggerated display of dispelling the heat.

“This season takes place on an island paradise, and what all have you done about it?” She shook her head. “Nothing! No, for this debut challenge, I’m planning on capturing some real island vibes. And that’s why…”

She held up her hand and presented a white drink in a tall, clear glass. It seemed to sparkle in the light of the cabana, the top glistening with crystals while a pineapple wedge dug into the rim of the glass.

Azure brought the refreshing-looking drink to her lips and gave it a nice slurp.

“…A tropical classic, the piña colada,” she declared. “Mmm, tasty.”

“So what, the challenge is going to involve cocktails?” Rose asked.

“I’m too young to drink,” Kim pointed out. Morgana nodded rapidly in agreement.

“It’s fine, unlike most of you, these are virgins,” Azure assured the girls. “And no, you won’t be the ones doing the drinking… that honor will fall to your master over there!” She winked at Nick, running her tongue over her lips.

“Huh?” Nick questioned. “But isn’t this challenge for the girls?”

“That’s right, it is,” Azure said, nodding. “Allow me to demonstrate. Mary, come over here please.”

“Eh? M-me? Um…” Mary set down her palm frond and obediently walked over to Azure.

“Now, let me show you how this challenge is going to work,” Azure said, placing her hand over Mary’s chest, right where her heart would be if not for the mound of titflesh serving as a barricade. “In each of your hearts… is a special fruit!”

She pulled back her hand, drawing out a bright clear fruit from Mary’s cleavage. The pigtailed girl gasped and her eyes widened in shock.

“Eh!?” Mary squeaked as Azure fondled the fruit.

“This fruit right here… contains that girl’s ‘womanly essence’,” Azure said calmly. She held up an empty glass, and began to squeeze. The fruit burst open like a water balloon, and the creamy white liquid inside escaped, filling the glass up until full somehow, even though the fruit had been much smaller than the glass itself.

“What’s that supposed to be?” Dawn questioned, leaning in closer to get a better look.

“Is… is that what I’m supposed to be drinking?” Nick asked uncertainly.

Azure smirked and nodded. “Yes, it certainly is,” she hummed. “Here, take a sip. See how it tastes, if you would?”

She held the glass up to his mouth and Nick hesitantly wrapped his lips around the straw, taking a tentative sip.

His eyes widened. It was delicious! Better than any cocktail he’d ever tried, and it just seemed to embody a warm, peaceful, Mary-like essence that was so-

“O-oh!” Mary’s legs twitched and she shook slightly, eyelashes fluttering as she bit her lip.

“Mary?” Nick stopped drinking and looked at his wife in alarm. She blushed and averted her eyes, biting her lip.

“Th-that was, um…” She wasn’t quite sure what to say. But when Nick started drinking the frothy white beverage, all of a sudden she just started feeling so good!

“That right there, is the secret ingredient,” Azure said, her voice oozing with sarcastic encouragement. “…Love.”

Nick stared at her.

“…What’s that fruit doing?” Marley asked warily. She knew more than her fair share about magic plants and fruits.

“The Fruit of Essence is a special fruit plucked from the breast of a young maiden!” Azure declared. “Its nectar is amplified and intensified by the tastes of the man drinking it. The sexier our master here finds the bearer of the fruit, the better the fruit will taste in his mouth. But that’s not all- as more nectar from the Fruit of Essence is consumed, the closer the woman in question will find herself to orgasm! Now, Nick, if you would be so kind as to finish your beverage…”

Nick was hesitant to do it, given Mary’s reaction, but the drink was just so good he couldn’t help himself. He drained the glass dry in seconds, and looked up just in time to see-

“OOohooooh! CUMMING!” Mary moaned in shame. She fell to her knees, her lower half twitching, as an orgasm shot through her body.

“…And there you have it!” Azure said, gesturing to the spasming redhead. “Should the master finish his beverage, you will orgasm on the spot!”

“I think I get the nature of this challenge now,” Dakota said. “We’re all going to ‘prepare a drink’ for him, isn’t that right? And he’s going to try them all. And the one he likes most…”

Azure smirked. “Very perceptive of you,” she said, nodding. “Exactly correct! Each of you girls will prepare a drink for the master’s tasting, and he will pick and choose how he drinks them at his leisure. Feel free to do whatever you please to arouse and tantalize him, if you think it will make him more inclined to drink from your cocktail. That’s the goal, after all! So long as you do not actually touch yourself. Because the order in which you orgasm will be your ranking for this challenge! Cum first, and you come in first! Isn’t that clever?”

While Azure was busy patting herself on the back, the other women were thinking about the implications.

“But doesn’t that mean Nick basically gets to choose the winner?” Dawn objected. “That isn’t fair. It’s not a competition, then!”

Azure sighed. “You’re young, Dawn, so you may not understand how the world works yet. But that’s exactly the point! As members of the master’s harem, you serve at his pleasure. He decides if your actions warrant victory or not! He is the final say, and you all are there to please him however you can, and make him turn his eyes to you. Understood?”

Dawn bit her lip. She nodded hesitantly. “…Fine.”

Azure turned to Nick. “And what about you, master?” She inquired. “Are you satisfied with those rules?”

Nick looked at her and nodded slowly. “…I think I get the idea,” he said, thinking about the challenge as the girls each plucked the strange clear fruit from their breast and mixed it into their cocktails. “So I pick whichever girl I want to win by drinking her drink first.”

Azure beamed from ear to ear. “Exactly!”

Nick nodded again, a little more sure of himself.

“Okay then,” he said, sitting back in his seat. “I’m ready.”

“Then let’s begin the first challenge of the new regime!” Azure declared. “The Vagina Colada!”

“Can’t we just call it the ‘Gina Colada’?” Gina asked cheekily.

Azure seethed at her. “Just for that, he’ll be tasting yours last!”

As the girls lined up to present Nick with their cocktails, he sampled each of them one at a time, taking small sips as Azure gleefully watched on. She couldn’t wait to see what the girls would do to debase themselves for their master’s pleasure, humiliating themselves so they could win the challenge. This was the stuff she lived for!

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“What is the meaning of this?!” Azure roared. “Why did you finish off all the drinks at the same time?! Did you just miss the point of the challenge or something!?” She demanded.

All the women in Nick’s harem were in various states of afterglow; Nick had downed those cocktails so fast he’d nearly given himself brain freeze, and made sure to drink the last drops from each of them at the same time, regardless of how good each of them tasted.

It had taken quite a lot of straw maneuvering to do it, but he’d done so. Much to Azure’s utter bafflement.

“But why?!” The befuddled host shook her head in confusion. “Why would you… just make them all orgasm at the same time? …I mean, granted, it was quite appealing from the perspective of the audience, but there’s no conclusive victor this way. You realize this is a competition, right?”

“You just don’t understand Nick, Azure. That’s the problem.”

Azure scowled. She turned to Dakota, who had managed to stand back up, and was now wearing a triumphant smirk on her lips, quivering though they were.

“Nick isn’t playing the game to favor one girl or another. He’s not that kind of person. Even if he may love some women in his harem more than others- myself, for example,” she added, placing her hand over her breast, “he still wants everyone to come out of this as successfully as possible. He’s not going to play favorites or push things so that ‘his choice’ wins. He’s not going to take sides.”

“Yeah, it’s admirable, even if a little frustrating,” Rose grumbled in agreement.

“I think it’s sweet,” Morgana said, gazing adoringly at Nick.

“Definitely sweet,” Dawn agreed with her.

“Yeah, he’s just that kind of guy!” Vivian chortled. “Even I can see that!”

Azure looked at the women in Nick’s harem like they were aliens from another galaxy.

“…That doesn’t make any sense at all,” she said, shaking her head slowly. “What about the scandal and the drama? The struggle for superiority and appeal to the master’s wishes? …Is that how you all do things around here?! Play patty-cake and be all nicey-nice?”

Azure made an expression like she was going to throw up. She pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head. “No, no, this is no good at all,” she grumbled. “Now that I’m running things, there are going to be a lot of changes, I promise you that!”

But before she had a chance to explain what those changes would be, a cold voice sharply cut through the tension in the air as a new figure entered the cabana.

“Azure.”

Alison stood in the doorway with a vacant expression on her face, her empty eyes staring into Azure’s soul.

“Geh, what are you doing here?” Azure grumbled. “I’ve moved on, thank you very much.” She waved her fingers at the blue-haired maid in a “shoo, shoo” gesture.

Alison stared unblinkingly at the redhead.

“…Your presence on this season was an oversight by the producers. One I’ve been sent to correct,” she informed the haughty host. “You’ll accompany me back to the castle now.”

Azure blanched. “…What!? No! This is my season now, I’ve worked so hard to prove myself, and the producers finally acknowledged my greatness by gifting me a full-length season with an expanded cast!”

“They did no such thing.”

Alison approached Azure with purpose in her eyes, and grabbed the redhead by the wrist. A strange popping noise filled the cabana, and the duo disappeared.

Azure’s lingering “YOU BIIIIIIIITTTCH…!” was the only sign they had ever been there in the first place as the cabana collapsed.

Nick sat up in the middle of the rubble, looking around in confusion as his previously-scrambled memories of his season returned.

“…What the fuck just happened?” He demanded.

“I wouldn’t bother worrying about it,” Nola said, shaking her head. She looked a little dizzy as she tried to stand up. Currently, she was the only one who had a direct line to the producers, and they were filling her in on the situation. “Looks like the producers made a mistake, that’s all. Azure wasn’t supposed to be here. And Sylvia should be back soon, herself!”

Nick sighed in relief. He was actually glad to hear that, now that he was thinking clearly. He decided to put the craziness that was Azure as a host behind him.