Dog Days

Helen was thankful for the haze this trait had put over her mind. It didn’t make her dumber or anything like that, no no, she knew what that felt like. It’s just that her whole being was absorbed into getting her pussy filled, and stimulated. It was a burning clawing need. If she were able to speak beyond barks or meows, she would have come up with some elegant entreaties, but as it was, all she was left was to wiggle her hips for hours on end until the blissful moment she felt someone, (she didn’t really know or comprehend who) enter her for a few brief fulfilling moments.

So it was a surprise when all that heat vanished, and she plus the seven other girls were lined outside of a forest. Skylar was kind enough to snap some winter clothes on her. “Thanks for joining us.” The host quipped, pleased with how clever she was. They were surrounded by cameras and the crew, it must be a challenge day.

“That was a week?” Helen gasped, feeling that it was at once a few hours, and two months.

“Sure was.” Skylar cooed, and an action-packed one at that! Do you want to see how much your puppy power propelled you in points?

The Beauty stretched, her upright joints and muscles were sore and out of shape, but her knees felt fine. Small mercies. “Well it’s not enough.” She turned on her fellow contestants. “You guys have no idea how much I needed you to fill me. If I’m going to be like for the rest of forever, you need to step up your game.”

“Boudica was trapped in your room for like two days giving it to you.” Erica giggled.

“Oh yeah.” Helen rubbed the back of her head. “I think I remember that.” She then pouted and crossed her arms. “Well it still wasn’t enough.”

“Let’s get you up on the board.” Skylar snapped her fingers, and a production screen flared to life.

Olympias, Boudica, Mary, Cleopatra, Eve, and of course The Master. Erica watched with horror as 24 points were added to Helen’s score. Every fear Joan and Eve had expressed to her unfolded like a winning hand of cards.

Helen (Envy): 4th Place. Vp 79 BP 15

-9 (Sex With Olympias)

+5 Orgy

+5 First!

+4 Doggy (Boudica)

+4 Doggy (Mary)

+4 Doggy (Cleopatra)

+4 Doggy (Eve)

+4 Doggy (Master)

(BP: -15 Upgrading The Face That Launched A Thousand Ships. +15 Gifted From Olympias)

That sneaky move from Eve paid off. It wouldn't work again, but nine points was a lot, it might even be the difference between victory and defeat. The humble Helen was starting to grow bitter. Next time Eve was her ****, she'd be conscious of it, and would think of a suitable punishment for all the pain she'd put Helen through. This week the two were panting horny animals, and not good for much but passionate lovemaking.

Cleopatra (Avarice): 6th Place. VP 46 BP 0

3 Creampie

3 First!

+5 Orgy Glad I didn't Say Banana?

+5 First!

+5 Three Is A Magic Number

(BP -1 For Mark Anthony, -5 For As of yet unrevealed upgrade)

Cleopatra shivered. Her newest trait had reduced her winter wait to nothing but a pair of uggs, and a heavy fur coat. The fur was soft but, one layer was not enough enough for this weather. Luckily the heat her lust produced from being so exposed, more than made of for it. She tenderly rubbed her furry sleeve against her sex, as her dissapointing score crossed the screen.

Boudica (Lust): 4th Place VP 79 BP 1

+16 (First Night With Olympias and Erica)

+5 Orgy Glad I didn't Say Banana?

+5 First!

+5 Three Is A Magic Number

+5 All Eyes On Me

+2 Helping Hand

+4 Ride Em Cowgirl

+4 First! (Any Vaginal Sex Earns as First Time Bonus for Boudica)

(BP -5 To Upgrade Foofie. -5 To Hancuff Olympias for an evening.)

Still in it! Boudica felt a sense of pride. Was earning points form lucifer, disgusting, demeaning, and downright dirty? Of course. But Boudica loved to win. "Woohoo!" She cried out in joy. "Took my new foofie for a test spin, and now I'm sure I'm gonna win! Go foofie!" Agh, did winning have to be so humiliating?

Olympias (Pride): 5th Place VP 56 BP 28

+21 (First Night With Erica, and Boudica.)

+3 Creampie

+4 Ride Em' Cowgirl

+4 First!

+5 Three's A Magic Number

+3 Helping Hand

+5 Orgy Glad I didn't Say Banana?

+5 First!

(Bp: +30 From Helen Earning Points. -5 For Chasity Belt for Mary. -15 Points Gifted To Helen.)

It was progress. Olympias allowed herself a small bit of pride for her best week yet. Of course her true accomplishments were in the points that weren't awarded. Cleopatra and Mary had both been shot out of the sky this week. Not only that but she'd stopped most of the other contestants from having full reign of the master, and earned points in the process. Not bad, but there was room for improvement.

Bloody Mary (Wrath): 7th Place VP 37 BP 5

+1 Snug As a Bug In A Hug

+5 Orgy Glad I didn't Say Banana?

+5 First!

(BP: -5 To Upgrade Maid To Serve)

Fuck that was bad. Damn Olympias! That son fucking cunt!

Erica (Sloth): 1st Place VP 122 BP 15

+13 (First Night With Boudica, and Olympias)

+5 Orgy Glad I didn't Say Banana?

+5 First!

+5 Three Is A Magic Number

+4 Punish me

+4 First!

It's hard to be upset with victory, isn't it?

Elizabeth Bathory(Gluttony): 8th Place VP 36 BP 3

+8 (Kiss, Hug, Sex, Paint Me.)

+4 Sex In The Snow

+4 First!

+5 All Eyes On Me

+5 Orgy Glad I didn't Say Banana?

+5 First!

It wasn't a massive win but Elizabeth was proud of her work none the less. She'd matched her other self point for point, plus she felt like she had a real connection with Lucifer now. Not to mention she had the safety net of her trait keeping her safe. At this point her main goal was getting to 100, while gaining as few pounds as possible. All in all, she'd just saved herself 260 pounds. Eat your heart out Atkins.

Eve (Mother of Sin): 2nd Place VP 89 BP 3

+5 Orgy Glad I didn't Say Banana?

+5 First!

(BP: -1 Shopping. -1 Gifted To Cleopatra)

Luckily Eve could win this without Lucifer's help. Still her competitors had gained a lot of ground this week, and she was spinning her tires. Oh well, after today's victory at least she'd be in the safe zone. Win or lose, Eve would get to 100.

"As You've noticed as thanks for sharing the Holiday spirit with our audience all of you were rewarded 10 points for the harem's first orgy! Hopefully that will be enough to keep some of you out of the danger zone this week." Skylar cast a not-so-subtle looked to Mary and Elizabeth.

Helen looked proudly at her score and was even more surprised to find Olympias had jumped up in points too. That big lug had done it, finally found what worked for her. They were both still in this thing. Of course, Erica and her minions were still doing strong as well. The queen Bee herself, raising to eclipse the 100 point goal. Everything else was just gravy for her at this point. "Humph, maybe I'm jealousy after all..."

Cleopatra felt a similar feeling course through her, but it was greed. Dropping from third place, all the way to 6th was humiliating. Olympias had not only ruined her chance to score points with the master but used it as an opprotunity to advance her own game. What an infuriating situation. Though at least she could take small pleasure her in her gains this week. A few modest points, and of course... the corruption she'd sewn. Rewards would be quite fun this time around... luckily all was not lost, she still had the chance for a turnaround on points today... win or lose.

"It's been a week of big plays." Skylar announces, and clips from the week across the screen. "The most notable developments are obviously Olympias taking her position as Mistress of The Harem very seriously. She was in bed with half the girls this week, and racked up a massive point total as a result. Not only that, but she stopped Mary, and hindered Cleopatra from getting any points at all. Olympias' game really came into play this week.

The giant smirked, her arms were crossed proudly. She had Atossa to thank for all of that. Just as her son had taken the wealth of the Persian Empire for himself, Olympias had appropriated the wisdom of their queen. The whole harem now knew what she was capable of, and feared her for it. Did they hate her, maybe, but she didn't get points for their love.

"Of course, the other event that caught the world by storm was clearly Erica and Boudica teaming up. As a package deal these two hotties had a lot of fun." The screen showed Boudica licking Erica's pussy. "These two took the bedroom by storm, and managed to make a tighty profit while they were at it!"

The two reached out and held each other's hands. Each knew their points would have been nearly as momentous without the other. Lucifer was a daunting lay, but less so with a friend.

"And Finally, I want to give a special shout-out to Elizabeth, the only girl to figure out that you can have sex with the master before your date even starts. We got a hot hot hot, sex in the snow peep show thanks to her. That was a cute little display, and well worth the thirteen points! "

Elizabeth blushed, and averted her eyes, from the show on screen. She was loathed to admit it, but she'd had fun out there. Least of all because she convinced him to stop spewing his garbage during sex, and instead taught him to cherish their physical intimacy. She understood that most of it was just him humoring her, but the fact that he could do it, proved that he was capable of being more than what he was. The points were nice too.

"Despite the lot of you seeming like a bunch of dullards, I think we're in a perfect spot for our show. Your need for points, your lust, your desires, have all led you here, loving on this man who's quickly becoming your master. Where's the modesty, the shame we saw in our first weeks? Huh? Aesexual Olympias is drowning in threesomes, and foursomes now. Chaste lesbian Erica is jumping at the chance to please her Daddy. Even vicious Boudica is allowing herself to be used, and enjoyed by her lovers. And doesn't it feel divine girls? To be weak for your man, to let him control your lusts? Your desires? To control you? I think it does, It think it feels divine, and I think you all have to admit it to yourselves. Your his. "

Lucifer smirked in his chair, quite pleased with this speech. "Well said."

"Master did any of your girls please you particularly well this week?"

He considered this, he enjoyed humiliating Erica, and Olympias was amusing the whole week. Especially with what she had done with his 'vicious' demon. His eyes briefly met with Elizabeth... and then there was that whole situation. "Elizabeth certainly had the most novel approach to spending time with me."

"She pleased you the most?"

He sighed, and waved the thought away. Clearly none of the women had pleased him at all, but spending time with Elizabeth had been the least torturous. "When you're an immortal being novelty counts for a lot."

"Isn't that sweet?" Skylar batted her eyes and turned to Elizabeth. "Have you any praise for your master?"

"Of course." She cleared her throat, buying herself time to think of something. "I have faith that an eternity with him may not be the torment he claims it will be..." She thought some more. "I've seen that he's willing to try, which is more than most men are willing to do."

"Don't listen to her." He grumbled. "She doesn't know what she's talking about. Honestly, Elizabeth I'd rath you didn't say anything at all, than spew such dribble. Ah, but look at me. I just find her feeble-mindedness so attractive, I guess it's on me."

Elizabeth glowered at him, hurt but not devastated. He had a reputation to uphold, so she would not make a big deal out of his hurtful words. Though she could make no promises for her nighttime self. "Pfft." Instead, she just hissed like a cat, and turned away.

Skylar held her hand to her heart. "Oh a master should never have to apologize for their desires, I am your obident servant here to create a harem tuned to your tastes, it's just that as of yet you've expressed so little interest in your harem I've just been throwing stuff and seeing what sticks. However if it is feebled-mindedness you desire, then that is what you shall get. We already had Helen here." Skylar placed her arm around Helen's shoulder. "Reduced to a drooling animal, but what more could we do?" She snapped her fingers as if an idea had just dawned upon her, then took a step towards Boudica.

"Hey, hey hey!" The redhead growled, gnarling her hands into fists.

Skylar deftly ducked under a haymaker, and got behind Boudica, where there was a little plastic nob on Boudica's neck, like the dial on a radio. "Let's see here, we've got bimbo..." She turned the dial.

"Heeey what are ya doin' back there, my like head feels so um... weirdy! Hehe Umm I like feel dizzy, and um... good!" She giggled gamley, and turned to see what Skylar was doing to her neck, like a dog chasing her own tail.

"Hmm, not feeble enough?" Skylar's eyes were alight with sadistic delight. "How abouuuut..." She turned the dial a bit more.

"Woooah haha." Boudica swooned, her nipples stiffened through her dress, her eyes suddenly drooped heavily. "Hehe I'm like.... wowie, hahaha Um, what?"

"And dumber..."

Boudica's smile was incandescent. Whatever thoughts, and rage, and doubt that chained her to hell vanished, replaced with the warm glow of idiocy. Her bimbofied pussy moistened, and thrummed and drooled into her panties. "Boudica... good feel oooooh muhh."

"Aaaaaand finally..."

Boudica limbs went limb, retaining only enough rigidity as was needed to keep her standing. Her face went slack, her mouth hung open, her eyes grew glassy and vacant. Drool drip form her lips.

"And very sexy braindead... what do you think?"

Lucifer gave a contemptuous grunt and looked away. "They're already brainless animals compared to me. Why would I wish to accentuate that defect?"

"Cause it's hot." Skylar cooed, trailing her finger through a trail of drool trailing down Boudica's lip. "Mmm these could be bigger Boudica, big juicy lips for a big juicy bimbo."

"Skylar." Eve hissed, from her spot. It was an impactful bit of speech, the kind only Eve could manage. Somehow she could drill a thousands years of meaning behind a single word. Her thoughts and expressions of them sometimes could be so clear and perfect, but even without that. It was obvious that she, and Skylar both knew something. Just in the tone of her voice, and in the way Skylar reacted.

She stiffened, looked to Boudica, and got a sickly tone to her skin. "Oh." She cranked the nob back up to its normal setting, took it off of Boudica's neck, and threw it over her shoulder into the snow. "Sorry, got a little carried away there."

Cleopatra

Queen of The Nile

"The knob is in the snow, the knob is in the snow. Commit it to memory."

"That was a trip." Boudica said woozily. "Aye, all me anxieties, have come floodin' back. Speakin' of which..." She flicked her hand out and caught Skylar right on the chin, sending her spinning in a complete circle before the hosts's boots managed to find solid ground again.

"Boudica!" Erica cried out in horror, sure that she was about to lose her second friend in as many weeks.

Skylar was shocked that Boudica had finally managed to land a blow on her. What a tribute to her fraying mental state, that she didn't see that coming. Sloppy, Boudica was as easy to read as... well probably a book that Boudica had actually read. It was Eve's little reminder of their conversation, her fault. Ever since Christmas she'd been thinking about it. Not fruitful thoughts for a host mid season. Cruelty was the point, and here she was suddenly disgusted with her own nature. How could she possibly land this plane, without being cruel? Satan was the master, they'd lost two weeks to another man. Time was limited, and as sick as it was she couldn't afford to go soft on them? "I suggest you win this week, Boudica." She straightened herself up. "The transformations are going to be pretty hairy from here on out." Self control, that's what Eve was talking about. She didn't have to entertain every sadistic thought that entered her hair, though in her mind Boudica was already splayed out in twenty different positions, roiling with changes cruel and fanciful. She was well within her write, Boudica had broken the contract, and struck a host.

"Ah." Boudica kissed her knuckles. "I just can't imagine any fruit tasting as sweet as that." She looked to her fellow contestants and saw admiration in their eyes. Some felt broken by their lusts, but then there was Boudica. Boudica who had carried every orgasm the harem experienced on her own shoulders. Who's world had become a laborious exercise to cum enough for seven people, and here she was unbowed, unbroken.

Now that was a Queen.

"So cute." Skylar scoffed. "As usual, we've managed to turn this whole affair unfriendly. Well then, let's get on with the competition then, these iterations of you are getting boring, let's hope your next transformations shake things up."

"Woo hoo! Here we go baby. Skylar is the host with the most, mess with me, and ya'll be toast!" Boudica cheered and jumped up and down in the air.

"That's more like it." The host smirked. "This weeks going to be a simple one, no strings attached. We're going to have an old-fashioned snow ball fight!"

This time Eve and Boudica shot an admiring glances to Erica. So she really did have a source within the crew. Who could it be? Randy? Skylar? Molly? One of the legion of unnamed crew members working behind the camera? There were mic operators, pa's make-up artists, caterers, directors, and parts only known to the man running the credits. Guessing seemed pointless. They were all licking their chops eagerly for Skylar's fall, all eager to become the next host for Harem Hotel. If there was any comfort to be found in this game, it's that the hosts themselves seemed to devour each other with as much glee as their devoured their guests.

"Uh oh, look out." Elizabeth giggled happily. "I was quite the snowball warrior in my youth."

"What was that... forty pounds ago?" Cleopatra snarked.

"Like I haven't caught you eyeing me up, you degenerate." Elizabeth flipped her hair, and turned her attention back to the host.

"For those of you from warmer climates, it's a simple little game. We'll unleash you into the forest. Your goal is to be the last contestant standing. You can eliminate a contestant by balling up a clump of snow." Skylar did so. "And hitting an opponent with it, from range." She chucked a ball at Mary, who deftly dodged it. "Simple enough."

"Rankings will be determined on how long you survive. First girl out gets last place, final girl gets first. Make sense? Plus, there will be a bonus, for the contestant with the most eliminations."

"Delightful." Mary was shaking in her boots. A hunt! Blessed, heart-pounding, life-affirming hunt. To stalk, perchance to kill... ah what a divine little treat.

"As sins you'll be expected to become skilled in stalking, and hunting mortals. This will be good practice. You'll each be taken to a random location in the forest. Once you hear the buzzer, the game will begin. Do you guys want to know what you're playing for?"

"Hell yeah." Cleopatra bit her lip in expectation.

Erica knew she wouldn't be winning this round, but she was eager too. The two fruits she'd won, were quite powerful. Even if Cleopatra had conned her out of much of her wealth. The strawberry made Boudica an unbreakable ally, and the nearly forty points of VP The two of them had earned this week spoke volumes of its power. Eve was guaranteed to win this round, what their reward be this time?

Skylar held her hand up to the sky, and a golden drew drop, fell from the tree of life, and landed in her hand. It thrummed with a golden light, and all were entranced by its power. It was beautiful, it was golden, it was... a pineapple. "This is the pineapple of purity, a taste of this baby will allow you to remove one transformation of your choice."

Bloodlust immediately filled the circle. Who in this room wouldn't kill for that gift? All were shaking, excited, and terrified of the coming conflict. Skylar had a million flaws, but motivating contestants was not one of them.

Cleopatra was holding her head, trying to contain what little sanity she had left in her skull. She could feel it all slipping away, like vapor from a cup of water. A prize, a glorious prize! Her eyes shone golden and blind. "I neeeeeed it!" She cried out, clawing at her hair. She didn't even want it. Which of her precious transformations would she give up? None! They were all like precious articles of clothing. She'd feel naked, and ugly without them. Exposed to the world. Nor would she give it to a contestant. Who would she make less perfect? It just seemed too cruel, even for her to take away one of the show's gifts. No, she had no use for this fruit at all, and yet... it existed, and she had to have it!

Skylar admired her work. In an instant, these rebellious prudes, were suddenly so eager to please. "Well then, sha'll we get started?"