Fan-Mail Replies, Part 2: Weird Edible Pebbles

Daphne

“So, wanna do this as a couple? Maybe I can help with how hard it’s supposed to be?”

Scarlet, still trying to pull chunks of foam off of her, sighs. “Sure.”

Daphne turns on the first vid. A blue haired woman ironically wearing a tiara, is reading a Daphne original letter. She stifles some laughter (that’s good). She considers her gift, hesitantly sniffing at it. Staring straight at the camera, she declares “For the record, this is not how I imagined my Best Friend arc.”

While that’s not a lot to go off of, the reply letter does:

Daphne,

Mermaid? Really? Squee! Are you like Ariel or are you like Madison? Sorry, not sure if you get the citations. But I have a friend here – Emi, you might know her if you're somehow watching us – who I'm sure would love to meet a real-life cute mermaid. I'm sure she'd be over the Moon if you wrote her.

Now, about the not-salty thing. You mean coffee? Girl, you came to the right person. That's, like, my entire job! Well, I don't MAKE the coffee... but I sell it. And it IS a ritual. A bitter, expensive ritual. But it keeps us awake when we do things that otherwise would make us sleep. Not sure that squid ink has enough caffeine for that. I'll check on that when I have a moment, maybe.

Thank you for the present. Not going to lie, I'm not going to use it myself. I have principles, and one of those is not to suck anyone's dick if I can help it. Andy is my best friend, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't want to eat... uh... yeah, nevermind. Hopefully not mine, at least! Anyway, thank you. I'll see if anyone can benefit from it, maybe, and I appreciate the thought.

I'm attaching a packet of really special coffee. It's from a place in my world called Colombia. If you don't know how to make it, ask your Mistress to help you. But please try it. You'll be addicted in no time.

One last thing. How is it to have a Mistress? Oh, one last last thing: does EVERYONE think I should hit on Liesa!?

Don't answer that. Thank you for the letter!

Sam

“NOT LIKE ARIEL!!!!!!!!! Sorry. Real mermaids really don’t like that Disney slop. Like I was telling Talia, oh, yeah, I wrote to Talia, that dumb Ariel’s teeth are nowhere near pointy enough to survive in the actual ocean. And no respectable mermaid would cover up her egg extractors like that. I don’t know the Madison reference. Scarlet?”

“It’s a movie from the 80s, I think? You’re closer to that, but, again, you’d complain about the human teeth.”

“Oh, okay. I am a super cute mermaid, thanks for noticing! I even got a super cute oread girlfriend and maybe also a super cute rabbit girlfriend now, in addition to my Beloved! If you have access to Harem Hotel Hereafter, you could watch our season to see, if you want. Or, if you have Insta-Thot, my maybe bunny-girlfriend, Tina, has an account and I show up on it at least a couple of times. She did this whole vid to show off my new body after our second challenge; I did some wacky things to my family. I can look into writing Emi next time your season opens up for fan mail.”

The letter mentioned a present. Oooooooh, a present! Yeah, I love presents! It’s a bag of little dark brown pebbles, but they seem deformed?

“About the not-salty-enough-black-water, it’s a wake-up ****? Ok. I see. I guess human **** aren’t supposed to taste good. I usually like to flavor my **** with tasty things, like squid ink or dolphin blood, but to each their own, I guess? Thank you for the ****. They look weird. How do these turn into the not-salty enough black water?”

The mermaid looking at Scarlet for some guidance, the oread replies, “Ask Harper for the full details. I usually get my coffee from a shop. I think you grind them, then put them in boiling water for a while?”

“Oh, I’m not doing that.” Daphne grabs a handful of the weird pebbles and messily chews on them. Swallowing, she makes an unhappy face. “Gritty. Still not salty enough.”

Scarlet takes the bag of weird edible pebbles away, popping it in her inventory. “We’ll have Harper make you some for real later. I’m sure my fish-girlfriend appreciates your present, Sam.”

“Yes! Thank you for the ****! Speaking of ****, no worries about not using my present yourself. Seriously, watch the Cruise season. It was my favorite growing up and the lesbian best friend won the whole thing. She did find a special someone to have sex in front of that season’s Master a bunch. So, if you want a path that doesn’t involve emergency mind-controlled blowjobs, find that someone!

Different seasons have different Masters. We have a super sexy Mistress, Harper (ignore our first week and a half, even though that includes when I was added to the harem and my first date). Other seasons have other Masters. One season had the Devil itself in the Master’s seat! Hashtag Samsa for Liefe! Scarlet, you have another suggestion for Sam to hit on?”

“Ah, I kind of had tunnel vision when I wrote to that season. Give me a minute.” Scarlet pulls out her phone and scrolls through the Producer provided factoids. “I guess, if you don’t want to go for Liesa, you could go for Erin, maybe? She might be amenable to being eaten out in front of Andrew just for an orgasm? If I listen to my wolf-girlfriend, Josie, she’s turned some girls bi doing stuff like that. And that way, you’d both get points.”

Satisfied that Daphne was a good letter answerer, she turns on the second vid. A milfy type catching a bottle of wine, then reading a letter. Scarlet looks tense. The tension increases as Daphne watches the woman have a minor mental breakdown, taking a huge swig of wine. The mermaid hugs her oread girlfriend.

Another reply letter, this one for Scarlet:

Scarlet,

Thank you for your message, more than you can imagine. I had no idea that Maeve – Dr. Petrov – was also part of this... inter-dimensional **** porn show? She was my mentor when I was just starting out, and I am grateful I could write her once I knew she was also caught in all this.

It sounds like your life on the show is far more hectic than mine, at least so far. With so many rapid changes, I can understand why you would seek professional help. While of course I do not know what will happen, I would be happy to help. And while treatment by necessity requires synchronous interactions, which may be difficult in this context, please feel free to write me if you wish to share something or vent about events in your life. I am happy to listen and, if possible, offer my perspective.

And when the show is over (for you perhaps sooner than for me), I suspect we come from different worlds, but if there is a version of me in your world, I am sure she will be happy to help.

As you know, your presence in your harem may be a blessing for the other women, and for your Mistress. But you must take care of yourself, too. Please, do not ignore your own mental well-being.

Results from our first challenge will be announced tomorrow. If I am not eliminated, write me again, or – I don't know if this is possible – ask your Host if we can meet. I will give what help I can.

Marissa Holt

Scarlet shakes in Daphne’s arms. Steam is rising from her cheeks. Her voice wavering, she finally begins, “I’m so sorry for causing you distress, Dr. Holt. I did not intend to do that. I’m glad you could reach out to her. I tried the same but have still not heard back. In that letter’s case, everything in there is a moot point. As you said, I’ve had a bunch of rapid changes. And they just... keep... coming.

We aren’t heading back to our old world when our game is done. I don’t know if our new world has a ‘you’ in it in a place that we could get to (humans are nearly extinct and most people are elves and such), but I’ll keep that in mind. Also, I’m sure either my Mistress or fish-girlfriend will have an inter-dimensional travel spell by then. I could visit you that way. How else am I to offer some massage therapy to pay you back? I’m pretty sure you would not like my new treatment limitation transformation, so you may not want actual therapy from me anymore.

I’m trying to take care of myself. I tap dance for fun. I had a lovely date with said fish-girlfriend yesterday. This morning is just a rough one. Set the room on fire. Literally. By the way, I’m a...”

Daphne covers Scarlet’s mouth. “You are my sexy oread girlfriend. Not what you were planning on saying. Got it?”

“Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry that elimination is possible so soon for you. My Mistress struggles with the elimination she wrote for Indi, though those two are slowly developing... something. I can ask Ms. E, I suppose. It may not be safe to let me on your set, so I’m not sure if your Host will allow it.”

Speaking of Dr. Petrov, the next vid is of her. Scarlet shakes, her skin becomes red-hot. It’s hard to tell whether her fiery lass is laughing or crying by the time Dr. Petrov finished her advice.

“Dr. Petrov, I don’t blame you for this, but every bit of that is irrelevant to the situation now. My friend’s already been basically eliminated. She’s gone. I can’t help her anymore. I paid off my loan. My Mistress helped tweak the transformation to make the conversion rate between BP to our real world money manageable and my second transformation made me have to perform stripper services for the staff. I had the money to pay off the loan by the time I wrote to you; I was just too, I don’t know, afraid of dropping the BP so soon? It’s partly my fault I’ve failed my friend.

But your Host? FUCK HER! She should BURN for delaying your letter for so long. I needed that advice like 2 days ago. I could have done SOMETHING, had I the ability to think. But now…” Scarlet breaks down and sobs. Daphne holds her until she’s ready to continue.

Three vids in a row for Scarlet to respond to. This one is a wolf-girl. She seems distracted, but does say a few words addressing the letter.

“Cool. You okay there? The show can get stressful. You may not like the prescriptions I can offer, but I can help, if you need it. Let me know.”

Now it’s time for Daphne to lose her cool with the next vid. A buxom ravenette giving away her thoughtful gift like it’s nothing.

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH BEING A MERMAID!!!!!!!!! I LIKE being a mermaid!”

“And I like you being a mermaid, Daph, but remember humans with their weird human legs are terrestrial. She probably wants to avoid that transformation as a permanent thing for the same reason Harper got you the whole legs while on land thing. She’s thinking about the long-term consequences. Just like you asked her to in your letter.”

“Oh.” Now I feel silly.

Last vid is Hilde, now a horse-girl. Hilde will cheer me up!

Hilde did not cheer her up. Daphne pouts a little, “I know I haven’t gotten to Producer level yet. I mean, maybe it’ll be possible? I did get to pretty much low-tier Host level in a week. Maybe if I push harder? Still want to help.”