Some of them want to use you, some of them want to be used by you

The sun was already setting when Kim’s shift ended, but Nick and Morgana had already left the boutique by then. The situation got rather awkward between Marley and Kim due to the fact that neither one of them were quite the people involved in the situation. So they decided it was better that they all go their separate ways for today, and for Marley to have a talk with Kim once she was in a different headspace.

But as for Nick and Morgana, they weren’t thinking about that. Morgana was too overloaded with excitement about finally getting to see the Master’s Suite, and Nick was trying to work himself up into having sex with her.

Objectively, she’s beautiful. And she’s crazy about me! And honestly, if I’m thinking about age, she’s only a few years younger than Kim, right? Nick hadn’t hesitated in the slightest to do things with Kim, so why was Morgana giving pause? Maybe it was because of her perceived immaturity with the way she acted around others.

She’s the Auditionee. That means she may only be here for one week. I should really take the time and get to know her… that would be best for everybody. The dangers of the Audtionee system had become real to Nick after what happened today. I didn’t really connect with Rose until the night before the second challenge. But that was fine, because she didn’t get eliminated. But Mimi… I barely spent the time to really get to know her, because I was so caught up in the drama with Carly. And then she got eliminated, and became Marley… was that really right? Maybe I should have tried harder to connect with her.

He looked ahead towards Morgana, who was busy taking pride in her appearance with a sultry walk. His heart stung.

I can’t be thinking about this sort of thing just because she’s so young. She’s still a woman, and I should respond to that. Nick decided to get to know Morgana the person. That was what he would’ve done if he’d met her under normal circumstances; he really hoped the Harem Hotel hadn’t changed that much about him.

Of course, Morgana was hoping to get to know him in a more intimate way. She turned back to catch a glimpse of him, and saw he was checking her out. Smiling coyly, she shifted her cloak forward to show off her ass, barely concealed in the tight leather pants she’d gotten for her transformation. She was far more covered than before, but it looked like more skin had been exposed in those. That ass could give Gina’s a run for its money, especially when she slapped it to make it shake a little.

The more Nick stared at her ass, the clearer the image from before became, of Morgana shaking her booty clad in underwear that was little more than pieces of string. Was that the pair she was wearing now, under all that? It could have been. Whatever she was wearing had to be pretty skimpy, because he couldn’t see any panty lines through her skintight jeans.

“I hope you’re looking forward to this too,” she purred, trying to use seduction to hide just how embarrassed and aroused she was. This would be her first time doing anything erotic; and she had some very large shoes to fill, if she was going to compete with someone like Dakota.

Nick swallowed, and felt his erection from before return. He wasn’t sure how to start things with a girl like this, but he also couldn’t contain his arousal very well. The fact that she seems to be open to anything… that’s even more reason why I need to be responsible about this.

Morgana may have had similar fashion sense to Gina, but just because both women had a lot of sexual desire that didn’t make them the same. Gina had the experience to back up her aggressive pursuit of pleasure, but with Morgana even a clueless guy like him could see she was all talk. He didn’t want to pressure her into something she thought she wanted, but actually didn’t.

If he started acting like that, Sylvia and this sick show would have won.

He took a deep breath and picked up his pace, walking up beside Morgana. She flinched in surprise, the seductive smile falling off her face as her cheeks turned scarlet.

I should probably start with something easier, he decided. Just to see how she reacts to that.

Nick took Morgana’s hand in his. Her palm was clammy and covered in sweat.

A tremor shot through her body and she began to overheat.

OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH! HE’S TOUCHING ME! HE’S ACTUALLY TOUCHING ME! NICK REYNOLDS IS HOLDING MY HAND! YIEEEEEEEEEEE!

She was shaking so much her ass looked like a mound of jello in an earthquake and her boobs flopped around her chest like they had a mind of their own. Nick averted his eyes, trying to remain a gentleman, but it was a difficult task.

The walk back to the Master’s Suite’s elevator was a long one.

Morgana had to shield her eyes when she entered the Master’s Suite.

“Uweegh! It’s so bright!” She reacted like the golden décor was burning her. “How can you stand it? You should totally repaint this in black,” she decided. “Once I’m in charge of your harem, that’s going to be my first decision.”

Nick raised his eyebrow. She was being rather presumptuous.

“Morgana, are you hungry?” Nick asked. He realized that she hadn’t eaten anything at their welcome lunch, which meant that she hadn’t gotten any food since she came to the island. He hadn’t eaten anything himself, but after his breakfast feast he probably wouldn’t be hungry for the rest of the week. “The food here is pretty amazing.”

Part of him was concerned for her wellbeing, but another part of him wanted to calm down a third part of him, the one between his legs. If he and Morgana were going to do something tonight, which he was very much coming around on, then he wanted to be in the proper mindset and take things slow and gently with her, instead of unleashing all his lust on a teenage girl who might not be able to handle it.

Kim had done a phenomenal job of getting him worked up. And while it stung to undo all her hard work, he didn’t want to treat Morgana like a sex toy until he was sure that was what she wanted.

“So? Do you want dinner?” He was already scanning the Master’s Suite for Holly, who he expected would be waiting on him immediately. But he could hear rustling in the kitchen and knew that she was already hard at work.

Morgana shook her head. “Don’t be so foolish. A witch of my powers has no need for sustenance!” She declared, holding her hand over her chest. “I obtain nourishment enough from the light of the moon and the essence of a man!”

Nick turned a little red, but his flustered feelings came more from embarrassment than arousal right now. He stared at her as a gurgling sound came from her stomach.

Morgana maintained her dignified smile, but Nick could see her flinch when her stomach growled.

“…You sure about that?” He asked dryly.

She cleared her throat. “W-Well… it would be remiss to decline the generous offer of my master, so I will partake in a more traditional form of repast!”

“Right, glad to hear. Holly? Are you working on dinner?” Nick called, startling Morgana. Her eyes went wide as saucer plates.

“W-Wait, is someone else here?!” She exclaimed, quickly pulling her cloak over her body as her persona of the seductive goth crumbled away. “I-I thought we would have the room to ourselves!”

“Don’t mind me!” Holly strolled out into the main room with a smile on her face, dressed in her usual skimpy maid clothes. She held a tray of food in her hands that made Nick do a double-take.

“Wh-What’s that?” He asked, shocked. The food Holly set down on the table seemed to give off a noxious aura.

“Well, when I heard about our newest guest, I prepared a special meal for her welcome dinner!” Holly chirped. “This is squid ink pasta, chicken wings with a black sweet and sour glaze, black lemonade, and for dessert, black buttermilk chocolate waffles!”

She presented the food with a flourish, lifting up what little she had of a skirt in a curtsy. “Please, enjoy!”

Nick thought he would never be hungry again after that breakfast, but hearing those descriptions had him salivating. The food may not have looked appetizing, but he trusted Holly’s skills. He turned to Morgana, hoping this was appealing to her.

Morgana was practically drooling. But it wasn’t the food she was looking at.

“Who… who are you?!” She asked, face flushed with arousal.

“I’m Holly!” Holly chirped, tilting her head cutely to the side. “I’m master’s sex ****!”

“R-Really?” Morgana ignored the food and rushed over to the smaller girl, grabbing her hands. “S-So am I! Or, I mean, I will be! I mean… wait! I’m the goth queen of his harem, not any ordinary ****!” She cleared her throat and let Holly go, returning to her queenly persona.

“If you are master’s ****, then that makes you my **** as well!” She declared. She pointed down at her foot. “Kneel before me and kiss my shoe, servant!”

“Right away, mistress!” Holly fell to the floor with a smile on her face, leaning down to kiss Morgana’s shoe. The goth was stunned, not expecting actual compliance.

Nick just sighed. This was another pair he had anticipated as being problematic.

Holly finished making out with Morgana’s shoe, and looked expectantly up at her. “Would you like me to service the other one, mistress?”

“Uh… n-no, that’s fine…” Morgana stuttered, looking like she was overloaded with shame. “I-I think it’s time to eat…”

She quickly backed away from the other woman and sat down at the table, robotically shoveling forkfuls of food into her mouth. Nick chuckled and sat down across from her. For someone who only required moonlight and “the essence of a man” to sustain herself, she certainly had quite the appetite.

Then his mind flashed back to Mimi and he winced. Morgana’s appetite couldn’t compare to the slime girl’s.

Does she still eat as much, now that she’s Marley? Can she even, given she’s now human? How much of her is even left?

Last night, he had gone to sleep cuddling a slime girl he was just starting to know. Tonight, he was sitting across the table from a self-proclaimed witch and his memories of the slime girl had all been replaced by a twin sister who never existed.

Suddenly, his lack of appetite had returned. He set down his fork. Kim’s words from before flashed through his mind. That’s right. Tonight isn’t about Mimi, it’s about Morgana. I shouldn’t let my concerns get in the way of that. I can talk to Marley tomorrow, and see how much of her is still… still Mimi.

The meal continued in awkward silence, until Morgana cleaned her plate. She glanced shyly at him, and then her expression hardened.

“O-Okay!” She jerked out of her seat, like she had finally made a decision, and grabbed her shirt. She practically ripped the garment off as she flung her cloak aside, and struggled to get her pants down over her hips. Pretty hard to do, considering they were basically glued to her.

Trying to get them down to her ankles, she tripped and fell, landing on her side.

“M-Morgana?!” Nick stood up to rush to her aid, but she quickly sprung to her feet.

“Okay! It’s okay! I’m okay!” She babbled, waving her hands frantically. Her eyes were spinning in her head and her hair was a mess. Nick saw that she was indeed wearing the string lingerie she had purchased, though she might as well not have bothered. Her tumble had thrown the whole thing out of whack, with both nipples having slipped out and one breast flopping out the side of the strange amalgam of string. She was basically naked, but it didn’t look sexy. Nick’s penis remained quite flaccid in his pants as he stared at the clumsy display and tried very hard not to pity her.

“S-So… what do you think?” She stammered, doing her best to sashay over to him. But apparently somewhere along the way the seductive gait she’d practiced in the shopping district had removed itself from her motor control, and she nearly tripped again.

“Let’s… let’s just go to the bed, okay?” Nick offered his hand to her again and she took it. He led her to the bed, working to undo his pants.

She made it halfway before freezing, turning to see Holly crouched in her cage with a hopeful look in her eyes.

“Um… uh…” Morgana’s eyes jumped from Holly, to Nick, then back to Holly again as her face got redder and redder.

“I’MSORRYTHISISTOOMUCHIREALLYWANTTODOITBUTI’MSTILLAVIRGINSOITWON’TFEELVERYGOODFORYOUSOIHAVETOGONOWGOODBYEWECANDOITNEXTTIMEIPROMISE!”

The words came pouring out of her like a dam burst and she fled to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Nick just stared at the bathroom door and sighed, rubbing his temples. “It looks like she’s going to be a little harder to deal with than the others…”

Holly’s snickers caught his attention.

“What’s so funny?” He scowled.

“Nothing, it’s nothing!” She said through peals of laughter. “It’s just… I mean… this is the third time in a row that you haven’t slept with an Auditionee on her first night! None of ‘em! HA!”

“H-Hey, it’s not that bad!” Nick scowled, his cheeks flushing.

Holly’s laughter ceased and she gazed up at Nick with a beaming smile on her face. “I actually think it’s kind of sweet,” she confessed.

“S-Sweet? What do you mean?” Nick stammered.

“Well… you’re still shy and uncertain when you’re with a girl you don’t know. A lot of guys, they probably would have pounced on her the second they got her alone, but at least you treated her to dinner first. And anyone who knows you can tell you’re not fully convinced about sleeping with her yet, just like Mimi, and just like Rose.”

Nick didn’t have a response, he just averted his eyes.

“That tells me you’re still the same caring guy you were before, the guy I fell for,” Holly smiled. “This place hasn’t changed who you are. And I think that’s good.”

“Holly… thanks.” Nick had been wondering if he should go through with this, if Sylvia and her machinations were getting to him. But that was reassuring to hear.

“Of course, that’s only good for, like, 98 points. If you want a perfect score, you could have at least tried to get to know her first before the bed, like ask her what she’s interested in, or maybe watch a movie together.” Holly’s cheeks flushed and she began rubbing the chastity belt over her pussy. “But it’s also really hot that you didn’t… hehe…”

Nick rolled his eyes. Holly wasn’t wrong, it was good to know that some things never changed.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Morgana was beating herself up over chickening out like that.

Aargh! Why did that other girl have to be there?! I know she’s his sex ****, but come on! How am I supposed to compete with that kind of devotion? She sleeps in a cage, damn it! I could have totally rocked his world and become the goth queen of his fantasies if it was just the two of us, but I can’t do something that embarrassing with someone watching!

Apparently Morgana didn’t have a concern with all the people watching from home, but another girl in the room with her? That was a dealbreaker.

She sighed. And now I’m all horned up with no way to deal with my urges… this sucks.

Of course, she could have gone out to retrieve Nick and bring him into the bathroom with her so they could have sex, but with the mood broken she was too embarrassed to show her face in front of him. So that only left one thing to do.

Morgana held up her hand, and her diary appeared in front of her. She giggled and squirmed on the toilet seat. It was magic. Real, honest-to-Lucifer magic! Once she learned that she could summon and banish the diary at will, she had practically screamed with joy. She finally felt like a real witch, using spells!

…Which she was. Because she had totally used magic before. Lots of times. And the spells even worked occasionally.

Morgana bit her lip and took the pen out from the little pocket it was bound in on the inner cover. She flipped to the first empty page, taking a deep breath and inhaling the scent of the old pages. This was definitely an ancient relic! She could feel her loins stir as countless fantasies flashed through her head, visions of the new life she would share with her master. She touched pen to paper and grinned when she saw the red ink; it looked like blood!

She touched herself with one hand while scribbling frantically with the other, taking care to balance the book on her knees so her frenetic masturbation session didn’t end up knocking it off. She had so many ideas, she could hardly contain herself!

But when she reached the end of the page, the pen stopped working.

“What!?” She whined. She’d been so close! “I only get one page a night!?”

It just wasn’t fair. With a sigh, she set the diary aside and closed her eyes, beginning to work herself over with both hands as she pictured more fantasies about Nick that would sadly go unwritten.

That night, the women in Nick’s harem took the place of Morgana in their dreams.

Gina

“Oooh, this is… ooh!” Gina was lying back on a throne, being serviced by Nick. But not in the traditional sense.

“Mwah… Gina… you’re amazing, mmwa, mm… I love you, you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen… my queen of the night… oh, mwah, let me show you everything…” Nick crouched before her, kissing his way up her leg. She wiggled her toes and squirmed, feeling a shaky smile spread across her face. The way he was kissing her made her little cunny tingle!

“All I want to do is show you what a… mwah, gorgeous, glorious woman you are…” He finally reached the delta between her legs, and planted a kiss right there. She squirted into his mouth and clutched the armrests.

Mmm… I guess being worshipped like this isn’t the worst, the party girl had to admit. “Oh, right there, yeah, there we go big boy… mmf, fuck, yeah…”

Dakota

WHACK!

“Well, Dakota? Are you ready to confess?”

Dakota seethed, glaring up at Nick as he stood over her. She was bound naked in a stockade with her ass exposed, and it was red and sore from repeated floggings. She would do anything to please him, but being the one tied up!? This was ridiculous!

WHACK!

“Just confess to witchcraft, and this can all end,” Nick urged her. He patted the bulge in his priest’s robe. “Once you do, I promise to fill you with the grace of God’s love.”

He leaned in close and she could feel his hot breath on her cheek.

“Wouldn’t you like to make up for being a bad girl?”

“MFMGH!” She screamed defiantly, struggling against her bonds. She couldn’t confess even if she wanted to with the gag in her mouth.

Dani

“Well… hello there…” A black-haired Dani wore a slinky evening dress the color of midnight as she strolled into the Master’s Suite. The material was so sheer it was translucent, with the only thing keeping her decent being the black feather boa draped over her nipples and pussy. “I see we’re all alone now.”

“D-Dani,” Nick stuttered, moving to stand, but she stopped him with a hand on his shirt.

“Shh… it’s fine,” she purred in his ear, running her fingers across his erection. “I know just what you want… you don’t need to act all tough in front of me…”

She knelt down and unzipped his trousers, fishing out his throbbing erection. She wrapped her lips around it and began to suck with all her might, bobbing her head up and down as she worked him to orgasm as only a goth sex **** could.

What is this? Why am I doing this? Even Dani’s transformation couldn’t make blowing Nick seem normal.

Carly

The twins knelt in front of Nick, clad in matching black lingerie. Their hair and nails were colored black, and the dark makeup they wore made their lips and eyes pop out of their pale faces. Nick circled them, inspecting them like they were products for sale.

“Two matching goths for the price of one,” he mused, grabbing Marley’s boob and giving it a test squeeze, while slapping Carly’s ass with his other hand. “I knew it was the right move to have you use your magic to duplicate yourself, Carly. All for my service, huh?”

Carly and Marley looked at each other, not sure what to make of this. Then they grinned, and decided to enjoy the ride.

“Ooh, master, please, pick me first!” Carly whined, shaking her ass.

“No, please master, pick me!” Marley bucked her hips up and arched her back to show off her tits.

Nick smiled. “Together it is, then.”

Kim

A very strange sensation overwhelmed Kim as she looked into her eyes at the same time she was looking into her eyes. She was staring at herself, and feeling herself stare back at her, all at the same time. She felt a little sick to her stomach being in two bodies at once, like stepping between two mirrors that were facing each other.

She didn’t even realize that one of her bodies was chained to the floor.

“Sorry,” she felt the unchained Kim’s lips say as she stood up. The short-haired version of her wore black robes over her toned figure, while the other Kim was naked. “But master likes me better than you. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to take good care of him!”

Kim watched herself walk away, while also feeling her eyes glued to her toned ass. Nick sat before her on the bed, grinning wickedly as she left her other self behind to service him.

Rose

A car sat on a ledge overlooking the ocean. Like so many other cars on the vista, it was shaking with the movement of two teenagers making wild and reckless decisions brought on by their hormones.

Rose frantically made out with Nick as he tore off her black dress, feeling his hands run all over her body. Everywhere he touched was like fire! She was doing the same thing, clenching and squeezing whatever she could get her fingers around, **** to get him close. Soon, he would be inside of her, and it would be oh-so-perfect…

“Wait…” She panted, pulling away to try and calm her frazzled nerves. “This… this is my first time, so… please…”

She searched his eyes for mercy, but found only the ferocity of a wild beast.

“I don’t care,” he snarled, tearing off her panties and pushing her down. Before she could stop him, he was taking her completely, and by that point, she was feeling too good to even want it to stop.

“Oh, FUCK!” She moaned.

Mary

SMACK!

“There’s a good boy… aren’t you? Yes you are…” Mary drove the spiky heel of her shoe into Nick’s chest as she stood over him, glaring coldly down at him with a riding crop in her leather-gloved hand. “Nice and obedient, my little love ****...”

“Please mistress! Please! More!” Nick moaned, thrusting helplessly up into the air. He looked **** with release.

SMACK! Mary brought the riding crop down on his chest.

“You will speak when spoken to, worm!” She roared. “This is your punishment for dreaming you could go against your gothic mistress!”

“Yes mistress! Sorry, mistress!”

Mary brought the riding crop down on his stomach next. WHAT AM I EVEN DOING?! She screamed internally, not knowing where the words leaving her lips were coming from.

Dawn

“Yes, come here, pet,” Nick crooned, pulling on the chain that bound Dawn to his wishes. She struggled against the collar around her neck, but only just for fun. She knew he had all the power. She crawled across the floor, trying to look like a sexy cat for him.

She opened her mouth to say something, maybe try and play into the role of his cute little kitty, but the only thing that escaped her lips was a sensual “MEEEOOOOW!”

Well, thankfully I don’t have to do any dirty talk, she thought as she crawled up to his lap, staring up at him. She’d had a lot of weird dreams since this game began, but this was one of the weirder ones.

“Now then, kitten, I want you to service me with those massive goth tits of yours!” Nick ordered.

Dawn stared blankly up at him.

What the hell am I supposed to do about that, huh?!