Hung Out and Hung Over

"Fuck! Fuck fuck, oh fuck!" Gabriella felt like she'd been caught with her mother's vibrator. Her old cheer coach, standing at the hotel room entrance, looking right at her with amusement in her eyes...it was like a nightmare. "Close the fucking door!" she screamed, racing to replace shame and embarrassment with anger and indignation. Victoria merely stood there and smirked.

"Please, this whole show has an audience. It's a little late for modesty now. Besides I need your help... I can't seem to come inside."

"W-well what do you want me to do about it?" Gabriella stammered, wondering how she managed to forget about an entire audience watching her before starting to hate masturbate to Syn stealing her night with Damien. She was concerned about it before wasn't she? Then she got in the bath, used one of those V Industries bath balls because it smelled nice, and then...then the idea of an audience watching her suddenly seemed so mundane. Really easy to just let it slip her mind... Wait what was she thinking about again? Fuck, Victoria!

"I think you need to invite me inside? How should I know? Syn's the one with Damien right? That means this is my room now till she gets back..." Victoria lifted a foot, then put it down. "Stupid fox... I don't actually have to beg do I? Shut up!"

"I didn't say... Oh right, you're not really Victoria are you? What did Lauren say..." Gabriella looked around for her NyPhone, picked it up and looked at it.

-Sex- 1000 BP (with Master) +1000

-Tap 'Em Dry- 500 BP for making the Master orgasm-

Syn's phone. Fucking bitch. Gabriella wanted to slip a finger inside her cunt and start fucking herself all over again, but she refrained. Her Latin Blood Transformation was a real hassle... Oh well, Syn was likely to have the same message anyway... Yep, there it is:

Hey, this is Lauren. Just letting everyone know that Victoria's Other Me Transformation activated. Damien says the dark persona has taken to calling herself Vicky and is currently controlling Victoria's body. We're working on a fix, but in the meantime be aware that she is not to be trusted.

"Vicky huh?" Gabriella looked her former coach up and down. "Nice haircut."

"Thanks, I love what you've done with nails! Now can I PLEASE come inside?!" Vicky said, saccharine sweet followed by barely contained frustration.

"I dunno, it says here you're not to be trusted... What do you think happens if you can't get a room?" Gabriella asked, knowing that she was feeling powerless and just using this situation to exert power wherever she could, but fuck it, feeling powerless was the worst!

"I...don't know," Vicky said, looking around the hallway and suddenly looking worried. That Bottom Bitch title was a lot scarier than it seemed. Gabriella needed to make sure never to end up in that spot! Unfortunately the best way to do that was probably having sex with the Master, and SOMEONE stole that from her! God why was she soooo wet!?

"Alright alright, whatever. You're invited in. Did that do it?" Gabriella asked, waiting as Vicky raised her foot again, and this time managed to step inside the hotel room, breathing a visible sigh of relief and closing the door behind her.

"Yes, thanks. So... I'm guessing Syn found out you decided to take tonight with Damien without telling her and didn't appreciate it, so she used her Transformation to steal the night and leave you here to...cope?" Gabriella wondered if she could uninvite her... "Whoa, enough with the scary glare. I'm not Crystal skipping an exhibition match to study for her LSAT." Vicky gave a smirk that Gabriella found almost alien on that familiar face.

"Don't talk to me like you're my coach Vicky. You got a free show, but don't think I'm going to let you do anything to me. Transformations or no I'm not about to be your next victim."

"Please," Vicky said dismissively, rolling her eyes and walking around the room, looking everything over. "First of all I AM your coach...just more honest. Second of all..." She turned to look Gabriella up and down and gave her shrug. "You're not my type. Don't worry I'm not planning on doing anything with you." Gabriella started to get heated, which of course was a completely irrational reaction to being told she wasn't the 'type' of a sexual predator... Just because Victoria looked kinda hot with that new haircut... No, that was Latin Blood speaking.

"What is your type?" Stupid question, Gabriella didn't care! Didn't want to know why she wasn't worth getting between the cheer coach's legs...but it couldn't hurt to learn a bit more. Maybe Vicky would slip up and reveal some secret weakness that allowed Gabriella to get Victoria back. Wouldn't that make people like her more?

Suddenly Vicky was very close to Gabriella, those green eyes brighter and more intense than anything Gabriella had ever seen from Victoria.

"Are you that fucked up from your Latin Blood Transformation?" she asked, her voice deep and soft, dangerously so. Suddenly Gabriella wasn't feeling angry or offended, she felt afra- nervous! She felt nervous! Anyone would. "Mm maybe you are. I can smell the desperation on you. Is that it? Do you need a stronger, more capable woman to help you...take the edge off? Syn won't be coming back for a long time. I could show you what your body can really do for you..."

Yeah kindly fuck that!

"Back up!" Gabriella said, hardening her voice and rising up from the bed, her shorter stature towering over Vicky as she stood on the mattress in her ruined undergarments. "I'm not letting you touch me!" And to Gabriella's utter surprise, Vicky backed off, that glow in her eye, the manic look on her face, gone as though it was never there to begin with.

"I thought so. That's why you're not my type Gabriella. That self assuredness...that backbone. Admirable qualities to be sure, but they aren't very sexy are they? My type is the kind of girl, or boy, who wouldn't push me away immediately, who isn't so cocksure of themselves. Who may even be intrigued by my offer... Patika would've stammered and politely told me I was a little too close. Lauren would've protested weakly while staring at my body and letting her imagination run wild. Summer would've blushed and demurely said we shouldn't. Suki...mmm would ask me what I meant, looking at me with those big, wide eyes, preferring demonstration to explanation. You see, I'm not some monster roaming around the hotel looking to attack anyone. I'm just a woman with a kink, and this is Harem Hotel isn't it? Aren't we allowed, even encouraged, to let our kinks run a little wild? Don't you have a kink or two you've indulged in? ...or want to?"

Gabriella couldn't help it, after all the rage and frustration induced arousal, after all the shock and shame of getting caught masturbating, her emotional state was just too turbulent. She laughed. She laughed hard.

"I'm sorry..." she wheezed, falling onto her butt on the bed and gasping for breath as she watched Vicky's expression grow darker. "Are you really trying to put a positive spin on rape? I mean, I've heard of politicians having to move mountains to fix their public relations, but this...wow! Oh my God, that's rich!" Vicky was schooling her expression admirably, but Gabriella could see the frustration building behind her expression. Gabriella didn't care, Vicky was what her mother would call a free target. Something so unpopular that it didn't matter how hard or over exaggeratedly you attacked it, doing so would boost your reputation with the voters. Gabriella could basically do whatever she wanted to Vicky, and people would only respond positively to her for it. "Okay...okay I feel a lot better now. Thank you." She felt more than better, she felt powerful.

"Glad I could help..." Vicky stated coolly, sounding anything but glad.

"Oh don't feel glad yet, because here's what's going to happen next. You don't wanna change back into Victoria? Fine, hell if I care. First rule, you sleep on the floor tonight. Not because I think you'll do anything to me while I sleep, but just because sharing a bed with you makes me feel ill."

"I think you'll find that the rules of the game-"

"I think Nymeera will allow it. She just LOVES shitting on people. Second rule, you try anything, and I mean ANYTHING, against anyone on my squad, especially the four you just mentioned, and I'll ensure you sleep outside like a dog this whole week. Hell, as long as you're in control of Victoria's body, probably next week too!"

"Oh? Are you really going to punish Victoria as well? She feels everything I feel. Look, Syn is the one who screwed you over, let's not-"

"Fuck you I don't care." Everyone on the cheer squad was too fucking nice for their own good. They wanted to force Vicky to swap back? They needed to bitch up and stop trying to ask politely. Sometimes you had to be a bitch for the greater good. "You understand me? You swat Suki's ass, make Patika uncomfortable, make some...sexual innuendo about Summer's cooking, and I make life very difficult for you. Oh yeah, and rule three. If you even think about making a purchase from Victoria's BP Store, I will show you just how bad a pissed off lobbyist can be for your career prospects. I will spend every cent I make in this fucked up game to make your life miserable. I have levers I can pull that would make you wish Nymeera had never forced in your Transformation in the first place. I'll get Crystal to use her Revenge item. I'll turn Mr. Carter into a walking nightmare for you, shouldn't be hard with all the ethical violations you're doing. Step out of line even a little, hurt any of my girls even a little, and my heavily disproportionate wrath will come down on your head. Are we understood?"

To Vicky's credit she seemed to be taking all of this in stride. Gabriella could see the frustration and discomfort on her face, but she schooled her features well. Gabriella's mother probably would've approved... Suddenly Vicky's face fell and she looked...afraid? No maybe just surprised. What was so-

"Now Gabriella... Don't you think you're waving around a check you can't cash a little too brazenly?"

Gabriella jumped as Nymeera suddenly appeared right behind her, the fox bitch scaring her half to death! "W-what are you..." Gabriella felt her heart race, her fight or flight response kicking into flight mode as her hair stood on end. Any biting remark she wanted to make was cut off as she saw the look in Nymeera's eyes and something primal activated deep inside her brain. Something ingrained in her very DNA that was content to lay dormant her whole life. Something that humankind had forgotten, but had never truly gone away. Something that was, at this very moment, reminding her was still there. The feeling of prey about to be eaten by a stronger, faster predator.

"Is this a bad time? Nymeera asked smugly, her tails waving about behind her like serpents poised to strike. "Oh, but I'm afraid this cannot wait. You see Gabriella...your loan has come due."

"W-what?!" Gabriella's heart started to beat even faster as she recalled the 500 BP loan she took to use her Targeted Ad purchase. She suddenly looked at the bed where the NyPhone was, but that was Syn's phone not hers. Nymeera's smile remained fixed on her face and she held up a NyPhone, it unlocked instantly with a swipe of one tail. It was Gabby's...

BP Loan Services

Terms and Conditions:

Loanee agrees to a favor set by the Loaner to be completed at time of Loaner's choosing. Favor must be agreed upon before time of loan, else Loanee agrees to perform any task Loaner asks under magical compulsion, compulsion will be set by host. Host or Master can overrule favor if it is deemed too disproportional to the loan amount given. All favors set by host in exchange for loans are fully binding and cannot be overridden.

Amount Due: 500 BP

Due Date: NOW

"So, 500 BP and I'll be on my way, and you can resume...this entertaining little squabble."

"W-what? B-but it's only been one day! I haven't had a chance to-"

"Haven't had a chance? Almost every other contestant has already earned at least 500 BP today, with Syn having earned 500 just a few minutes ago in one...load. And then some." Nymeera smirked at her poor joke. I think I've given ample time to get your affairs in order. Did you think I was going to merely let the debt sit? Accumulate interest on it? Bilk you for every penny till you're struggling to get free? My dear I'm not a monster."

"Then-"

"Even Victoria here managed to earn 500 BP within the time frame simply due to the Master Control bonus this morning, but if you're saying you can't pay... Not to worry, I won't leave you in debt. All I need is one...little...favor." Gabriella's brain was screaming at her that she was about to die, and though another part of her urged her to run, to struggle, that part was also softly insisting that there was nothing she could do. A tiger had come to eat her, and all she was now was meat to be devoured.

Nymeera's tail flicked once, and suddenly Gabriella was wearing something she hadn't been before, a red and black lace choker that seemed tailored to match with her underwear, and from that choker a long ghostly purple chain was starting to slide out, link by link it wrapped around her neck and drooped down to her modest chest. Gabriella's hand rose up to touch it, but all she felt was the soft fabric of the choker. The chain seemed to be made of mist, as she felt nothing but a slight chill as her hand passed through, or was even that just her imagination?

"Since the loan was relatively small, the punishment for not paying it back will be relatively small as well. All you have to do is where that choker for 24 hours. After that, I'll consider all debts to be paid in full. Simple and fair yes?"

"W-what does it do?" Gabriella asked, knowing, just knowing she didn't want to hear the answer. In response Nymeera simply tapped Gabriella's phone and handed it back to her, pulling up an item description and reading it out loud:

Choker of Obedience

"The choker of obedience compels the wearer to follow all commands they are given by whoever it is attuned to. Attune to the choker of obedience by grabbing hold of its chain."

"What?! H-how is that possibly fair!"

"You wasted your 24 hour opportunity to pay back your debt, showing negligence for your own obligations. So now, for 24 hours, someone else will be in charge of deciding what your obligations are. Hmm, is there anyone else around to... Well, Victoria, so glad you just so happen to be here by pure coincidence. Would you mind terribly keeping-"

"NO!!" Gabriella screamed, backing away to the far wall, trying to tear the choker from her neck. The fabric resisted her like steel, soft and luxurious to the touch, but utterly immobile when it came to trying to remove it, the chain shifted soundlessly, and it continued to grow, more and more links pouring out of the choker and piling onto the floor. Gabriella tried to run farther, to the door! But the chain just remained where it was, more links forming with every step she took. The chain merely rested on the floor, waiting for someone to pick it up. "Damien! Damien will override this! This isn't fair!"

"You really should learn to read the fine print dear...though I suppose that's more Crystal's domain than yours." Nymeera snapped her fingers as her tail flicked once, and the whole BP Loan description was hanging in the air, zooming in till only the last paragraph was displayed.

All favors set by host in exchange for loans are fully binding and cannot be overridden.

"NOOOO!" Gabriella screamed, tears coming to her eyes as she fell to her knees trying to claw at the chain, to pick it up, move it, drag it away, ANYTHING! Then suddenly, she felt a soft hand on her shoulder and her whole body just stopped, all except her neck, which seemed compelled to crane itself upward, bit by bit, until...

"Don't worry Gabby..." Vicky said softly, almost soothingly. "Remember, you're not my type..." That feeling...the primal feeling of prey about to be eaten...that hopeless, petrifying fear...it was back. "I just have a few rules to go over..." Vicky reached down toward the chain.

"No!" Gabriella moved quickly. She couldn't touch the chain, couldn't remove the choker, but Vicky was physical enough! She grabbed Vicky by the arm, and started to pull, to throw her away, far away, but Coach Victoria was far more fit than the average person, and the moment Gabriella grabbed her arm, Vicky's hand was on her own like a vise. Gabriella couldn't move.

"Rule one..." Vicky said, grabbing the chain with her other hand. Her fingers grabbed onto it solidly, holding it in her hand like a leash. The chain coiled around Vicky's wrist before it vanished, leaving behind a purple wrist band so dark it was almost black. "You cannot tell anyone about this, even if you think they already know, even if you know they already know, even if they're me. You don't get to talk about it at all." Gabriella knelt on the floor, staring up as Vicky released her arm and stood upright, inspecting her new accessory. "Rule two. You don't tell anyone about any commands I give you. Not me, not Nymeera, not anyone. You don't get to speak about anything I do or plan to do." Vicky's face curled into a sinister smile, and she looked down at Gabriella's face with undisguised mirth. Gabriella suddenly realized she'd been far too hasty to try to stand up to Vicky. She'd only thought she was in control, because Vicky- this monster, was letting her feel that way.

"I-"

"Rule three," Vicky continued, immediately cutting Gabriella off. "Whenever you follow any command of mine, any active command none of these passive rules, you're going to feel good. So good, like the best cock of your life is fucking you. You won't be able to stop the feeling or resist it, but if you're going to be screwed, you might as well get to 'cum like a dirty whore,' yeah?"

"Well, you girls look like you're having fun. I better leave you to it," Nymeera said, all smiles and gentle platitudes. "Oh, and remember to use our loan service again. Anything you want, always for a fair price."

And like that, Nymeera was gone as though she'd never been. The lights seemed to brighten slightly, but Gabriella's vision still felt far FAR too dark.

"Well, that was unexpected, but it does help me accelerate my plans. I was originally just going to wait a little or trick you out of the room but hey, it's like I always tell you. A good cheerleader knows how to adapt on the fly. So Gabby. Go get me Syn's Siren vibrator."

"W-wh- How do you know about- Oooooh!" Gabriella moaned as her body started to move by itself, and god it DID feel like the world's best cock was fucking her. Sliding deep inside her tight little hole, slipping against her clit again and again... Oh shit was she actually going to cum?!

"Why Syn told me, of course. She was very upset that you left her out of the discussion to take the night with Damien, spilled everything while taking out her anger on a punching bag. What it's called...how it works...how she used it on you... Everything."

"That dumb bitch, I'll- Oh fuck that's deep..." Gabriella moaned as she crawled under the bed, highly conscious of how her ass was sticking up in the air, and retrieved the Siren.

"She hid it under the bed?" Vicky chortled gleefully. "This is all feeling like a lot of overkill suddenly. That was the first place I was gonna look!"

Gabriella cursed Syn under her breath...wait, why was she being subtle about that? "Fuck you you dumb stupid slut whore. What the fuck are you even good for other than spreading your legs and screwing over EVERYONE YOU FUCKING MEET!" Gabriella came, she actually came from cussing Syn out when the dumb bitch wasn't even here. The pounding in her pussy stopped the moment she handed over the sleek black vibe to Vicky, but the combination of that plus her Latin Blood Transformation was really working her over...

"Wow, tell me how you really feel- ah no, that's not a command, ignore that," Vicky said as Gabriella opened her mouth, all too happy to continue. "Hmm, gonna have to do something about rule three though, that's a bit obvious." Gabriella breathed a sigh of relief, having that happen every time she obeyed one of Vicky's commands was going to be VERY rough. "From now on you won't show any sign of the pleasure you feel, no matter how good it is." Gabriella's jaw dropped.

"What?! That's insane! That's just torture!"

"Oh? Are you experiencing some 'disproportionate wrath?'" Vicky asked sweetly. "You threatened me pretty heavily earlier Gabriella. You of all people should know that if you're going to threaten someone, make damn well sure they can't bite you back." Gabriella didn't really have anything to say to that, it was suddenly like she was being lectured by her mother.

"What are you going to do with that?" Gabriella asked, fearing the answer, but needing to know, even if she knew she couldn't say anything about it.

"I told you earlier, I'm not a monster, I'm just a woman with a kink. I want to have some fun before the audience does whatever it takes to kill me." Vicky stated this calmly, like a foregone conclusion she'd already made peace with as she lifted the Siren and inspected it in her hands. "And on this rock, I will build my church."

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Syn was feeling AMAZING! Truly like a brand new woman. A double orgasm would do that to you, and she wasn't used to men trying so hard after one, especially not when they managed to cum 4 or 5 times themselves. She wasn't sure whether to count the 5th as a real orgasm or just an involuntary body spasm, but Damien probably deserved the benefit of the doubt. The guy seemed pretty out of it after three soul draining orgasms, fox magic notwithstanding it was an impressive feat that most guys couldn't match. Though she did her best to help them get there. She looked over at her beau of the night with a smile on her face.

He looked so peaceful laying there, completely unmoving, skin paler than usual, no breathing...wait no, labored breathing. What a guy. Syn couldn't possibly disturb him, so he slipped out of bed and looked around the room for her clothes. They were strewn about the floor where she left them when she...showed her work to her teacher. God that was fun. Syn giggled a little and decided instead of wearing her clothes, she'd just take Damien's shirt and slip that on. A trophy for her conquest...and maybe she'd leave a little trophy for him too, it would only be fair after all, and his shirt was big enough that she didn't really NEED to wear panties anyway.

Well Damien didn't seem like he'd be waking up ever anytime soon. So she might as well look around a little... The first thing she noticed was a large mess of water and roses on the floor along with the remains of a shattered vase. Syn recalled the sound of something breaking when Damien threw his shoes away. Looks like the mystery was solved. She bent down to pick up a single rose and twirled it in her fingers. Sorry Gabby, hope you had fun playing with yourself. She tossed the rose back onto the floor and looked around a little more.

This hotel room looked so...boy coded. So minimalist, with very little on the walls or in the way of cute little pieces of furniture or plants...or maybe nude art. She giggled, imagining getting a picture of herself for Mr. Carter to hang up on his wall. Mmm the idea was getting her aroused again, or maybe that was just his Deference is Sexy Transformation. Anyway... Next thing she noticed was the thermostat on the wall, looked kinda high tech so she strutted over to it to take a look.

• Brain Freeze Cold
• Pillow Side Cool
• Bedroom Warm
• Beachside Heat
• Hot as Fuck
• Random

Oooo! This was that Master Control system he talked about this morning. The one that got her 500 BP for walking around in her underwear for a couple hours. Easiest BP of her life. Looks like it was set to Pillow Side Cool right now, but that sounded boring. There was only one option that fit Syn to a T and it wasn't hard to figure out which that was. She tapped the screen and set it to Hot as Fuck.

"Enjoy the 500 BP girls," Syn said softly, not wanting to disturb Damien. She looked back down at him, kneeling by the bed to get him in profile.

An actual honest to goodness decent man, and one who could fuck! She wasn't really one to get all lovey dovey or anything, certainly not after sex, but after the date, and even now...she could kinda see it. A relationship for Synthia Price. What a concept!

She looked around the room again, this time with less optimism in her eyes. It was the shattered vase with its spilled contents, roses meant for another woman, that kept pulling her gaze. Was she, perhaps, and try to stick with her here for a moment, a bit too harsh on Gabriella? Obviously not, the bitch had it coming, but there were other moments today that Syn probably, maybe, just a little bit...should've handled differently. After her date she realized she kinda wanted to bang the professor again, she honestly didn't even remember much about the first time. She probably did it for a grade or something, but that was so long ago. The fuck did she even care about getting a passing grade in fucking 'ethics?' Maybe it was more because of how wrong it was. Fucking your Ethics professor for a better grade? That's pretty juicy! Hot as Fuck even! Maybe the Master Control will make everyone want to fuck Mr. Carter. Syn almost laughed out loud. Imagine someone like Patika running up to him on those tall ass heels of hers just to...

"Oh fuck!" Syn swore, suddenly remembering that one of the things she probably should've done differently was help Patika out. She looked around the room again, down at Damien, looking like rigor mortis was about to set in, and was forced to realize that she wasn't the only one who'd be getting dates with him, and Patika's was next... "Fuck! Shit!" she swore again, trying to keep her voice down as she wondered if she could put this off a bit longer. Maybe Patika could just learn to dance in the morning? Her eyes swept over to the Master Control panel that she'd just tampered with. "Gaaaaaawd fine!" she huffed, grabbing her schoolgirl outfit, minus the thong of course, and padding across the room in nothing but Damien's shirt. What, did his clothes make people more moral? Was that a secret Transformation of his Nymeera didn't disclose? Syn wouldn't be fucking surprised. Careful to step around the broken vase and water mess, not to mention the thorny roses, Syn snuck out of the Master bedroom and quickly made her way through the hotel to find Patika.

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Patika was really happy right now. She was unconscious, of course, and dreaming, naturally, so she didn't have to deal with people staring at her or interacting with a bunch of strangers on a deranged gameshow where her ability to walk and dance was being taken away, but even aside from all that... She was just really happy.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM*

Patika groaned as something incredibly annoying was interrupting the VERY pleasant dream she'd been having. She didn't really remember much of it but...god was it good. Her head pounded as she blinked away the last vestiges of dreamy pleasure and instead was forced to embrace a horrible reality where everything was dark, loud, and painful.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM*

"Nghh..." she groaned as the pounding started again. It was hard to tell if the pounding was coming from inside her head or outside, but either way she wished it would stop... It didn't.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

As she woke up more and more she realized a few things. Her head was pounding, but it was only reacting to the loud knocking of someone at her door. She also felt a little drunk, the world was blurry and she felt a little numb...all over. Was she drinking? No, that was impossible, she hadn't even SEEN any alcohol since coming...here... Oh right, she was in the Harem Hotel gameshow...thing. Could this rude wake-up-call get any worse?

*KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK*

"Patika! Open up!" yelled Syn from the other side of the door. Well, that answered that... Patika groaned and tried to move, only to find that she was being held by something very warm, and very soft... Oh... A memory flashed through her head...

Wait DID she drink? Did Nymeera spike her water bottle or something? What the hell happened?! Her NyPhone lay close by, the most recent message flashing across the screen...

-Threesome- 3330 BP

If Patika had something in her mouth she would've spit it out in that moment! "Holy shit!"

*KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK*

"PATIKA!" Stupid Syn shouted rudely.

"Coming!" Patika yelled back, too shocked and irate to be demure for the moment.

"Nghh..."

"Mnmm heh...mm.."

Ah...right. More quietly Patika extracted herself from the two girls' bodies and stood up to walk over to th-

"OOF!" Oh...right. She looked around for her heels, and after not spotting them just crawled over to the door, unlocking it and opening it up.

"The fuck are you doing?"

"Trying to stop a bitch of a headache..." Patika responded flatly, looking up at Syn with bleary eyes and a dour expression.

"Oh my god, are you drunk? How the fuck did that happen? I thought Lauren would be so 'Mom pilled' that she'd..." Syn trailed off as she looked deeper into the room and saw Summer and Lauren splayed out on the floor, practically spooning. Patika felt her cheeks heat up. "Oh. My. GAWD." Syn suddenly looked a lot less annoyed and a lot more self satisfied. Ugh, Patika really felt like this was a downgrade.

"Why are you here?" Patika slurred a little.

"Damn look at them... They look so satisfied too. God everyone is getting some tonight! Good for you babe!"

"Everyone? What are you talking about?" Patika asked, even though she really didn't want to know the answer, or continue the conversation...or exist... God this was so embarrassing, and she couldn't even stand up!

"God you ARE drunk," Syn said, gesturing to her outfit, which was basically just an oversized shirt and, from this angle, no panties. Wait, that was a guy's shirt! That narrowed the list of possible conquests down to exactly one.

"You slept with Mr. Carter?" Patika felt a small thrill go through her that she tried to ignore, her face flushed even brighter. "Wasn't this supposed to be Gabby's night?"

"Gabby had other plans, but I was able to fill the open hole...or rather..." Syn smiled viciously.

"Ughhh... Can you just go? I don't need to hear you brag about how good you were in bed..."

"Please, I mean yeah I nailed it, obviously, but like you have any room to talk... Look at them, god you really tuckered them out didn't you? Maybe I misjudged you a- OH! Summer's Love Drunk Lips Transformation! That's why you seem so drunk! You must've been all over those lips!" Fuck Syn was probably right... She remembered kissing Summer in the shower, with the shampoo all over their bodies, her mind getting foggier and foggier as Summer kissed her again and again...and then Lauren...and her...and Lauren...and...and it got REALLY fucking foggy after that.

"Okay, I'm gonna close the door now. Thanks for stopping by and rubbing this in my face..." Patika said shamefully, unable to look Syn in the eyes, just staring at her feet, in those fuck-me heels she was wearing... God that was all Patika could wear now wasn't it?

"Wait wait wait!" Syn said, far too loudly causing the other girls to stir a little. "I came here to make good on my promise," she continued, this time more quietly. Patika frowned, what was she talking about? "To help you learn to dance in heels? For your date? Tomorrow morning?"

"Oh!" Patika almost shouted and looked back inside the room. "Fuck..." she whispered. "Wait it's the middle of the night! Right?" Patika wasn't sure what time it was actually... "You want to do it now?!"

"Now or never. Up to you. I got 500 BP from fucking Mr. Carter, so I can return your money if you really don't want to...but I'm willing to help you out. You still want dance lessons?" Patika looked back into the hotel room, looked at Summer and Lauren's peacefully sleeping faces...looked at her NyPhone, now dark with its message read... 500 BP didn't seem like such a big deal anymore, even if she thought she'd never live down this moment.

"Fine, just let me get changed... God you always did your homework last minute too didn't you?"

"Homework?" Syn's smile was positively vicious. "I did something last minute but it sure as fuck wasn't homework." Patika did NOT need to know the details. She turned to go back into the room, only for Syn to stop her. "Hold on... Here." Syn took her fuck-me heels off and handed them to Patika. "I want them back, you're just gonna go get yours okay? And don't warp them with your massive man feet... Actually be really fast, the floor's kinda cold." Well, at least it was a little nice...

Patika changed into whatever outfit happened to be clean and slipped into her...well these weren't really hers either, Dana gave them to her. Patika sighed and decided it didn't matter, they were just shoes...not like they were gonna rule over her life or anything.

"Alright, I'm ready," Patika said, giving Syn her heels back and closing the door softly. "Gym"

"Hell yeah. Don't worry this is gonna be fun! And feel free to spend more money on lessons in the future too!" Yeah Patika thought she'd skip that... She learned her lesson. "Come on, everything is going to be great from now on!"

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Suki decided now was probably a good time to head back inside. Her head was mostly cleared up, and it looked like there was some clouds on the horizon. Huh, she didn't think there'd be anything but tropical, island paradise weather here in Harem Hotel. That's what she'd do to keep everyone in a good mood and ready for fun dates with the Master...but now it kinda looked like rain...