Rounding out the squad with interviews part 2

Lauren Harris

Lauren took a deep breath, relief flooding through her. Being around all her old cheer mates had her feeling...antsy. She was actually relieved to be alone in a small, strangely lit room with a very beautiful woman interviewing her...ah that antsy feeling was coming back. There was no way this girl was just a normal human interviewer was there?

"So Lauren... Tell us about yourself," the pretty brunette, who was almost certainly probably maybe Nymeera asked with a smile.

"Uh I'm Lauren Harris, h-happily married and mother of 3...um I'm sorry but aren't you Nymeera?"

"Call me Nina sweetie," 'Nina' said with a flirtatious wink...wait a minute. Was Nina FLIRTING with her? Lauren had a HUSBAND! Why was this, admittedly very pretty, woman FLIRTING with a married woman?

"Nina I have a husband!" Lauren said quickly, flushing hotly.

"So you've said, as well as 3 children. What are their ages? Names? Genders... Anyone we could use as a 'surprise guest?'" Lauren went cold, the color draining from her face as the idea of Carmen being dragged into this... She was getting antsy again...

"Absolutely not! Two of them aren't even 5 years old yet!"

"But the third... Carmen Harris is it? 20 years old, now how is THAT possible. You would've had her when you were 10. You were only de-aged 10 years so your current age is exactly the same as hers...hmm, almost like someone did that on purpose." Lauren hadn't even thought of how close she was in age to her daughter now...

"S-she's my husband's daughter, from his first wife..."

"A step daughter! All of the fun, but none of the ****! We'll put her down as a person of interest." Lauren's heart sank and she felt she needed to say something to stop this...but what could she do? That was still definitely **** right? Even if they weren't related by blood? It was clear Nymeera knew about Carmen from the start, but even if Lauren objected how was she going to put her foot down against a being that could warp reality? The very fact that they were sitting in a room with no windows or doors and somehow Lauren was still able to breathe just fine was a testament that nothing she said or did could stop this. Or was that just what she told herself? Lauren's body tensed as she wrestled with her feelings...

"I...I am a happily married woman...to a wonderful man who deserves so much better than me..." Fuck, Lauren was starting to tear up... "He loves me, and I just want to give him the love he deserves in return."

"That's an interesting way to phrase that, but why don't we move on? We wouldn't want to have any juicy drama without your fellow contestants around to...partake. Speaking of, what do you think of your harem sisters?" Lauren felt antsy...

"Of course I...I like them. They're my friends, cheerleaders we...we share a bond," Lauren said, squeezing her legs together, lowering her head, tucking her feet...trying to appear as small and invisible as she could.

"A bond? Are we talking an emotional bond or...something more physical?"

"An emotional bond! Obviously! I'm a married woman!" Lauren burst out, wide eyed at the insinuation.

"Of course, you decided to marry, something none of the other girls, all too focused on their careers, decided to do. Why is that?"

"Why didn't they marry? I don't know... You don't have to marry before 30, I just...well a guy fell in love with me and I decided that that was what I wanted." Lauren blushed at Nymeera's raised eyebrow. "I mean I love him so...so of course I'd want to marry him. Weren't we talking about the other girls?"

"We were. So which one would you most want to sleep with?"

"WHAT?!" Lauren shot to her feet, eyes wide with horror. "Sleep with? Me? Them! They're my friends! I could never- I mean I'm married!" Nymeera just stared at Lauren passively, an amused smile on her face. "F-fine I guess if I...if I had to choose..." Lauren's heart started beating faster...she was getting so antsy. "Patika..." she swallowed, waiting for the barrage of snide comments.

"And what about who you would least want to sleep with?" Nymeera continued calmly, adjusting her frustratingly sexy glasses with a calm demeanor.

"Least... Well obviously all of them, I'm married, I don't want to cheat on my husband!"

"You don't think your husband would enjoy you being with another woman? Especially if he could watch?" Lauren's blush deepened.

"I would...never...unless...maybe... Coach Kelley! That's my answer. I would least want to sleep with her!"

"I see... And what about the Master? What do you think of him?"

"Mr. Carter? My Master? I'm a-" Lauren cut off as she noticed Nymeera's deep brown eyes flash annoyance briefly. Wasn't she supposed to be getting herself votes? All she'd done this whole interview was harp over and over on how she was a happily married woman and didn't want to do this. Did they really know anything about her? "I'm a married woman," she said, forcing her voice to be calm. "I have no intention of cheating on my beloved husband. All I want to do is be a kind, loving mother who gives her all her children, and they are ALL my children, even if I didn't birth them myself, the best possible chances to succeed and be happy."

"So, what would you wish for? And why should the audience vote for you?"

"I'd wish to be a better wife and mother, I'd wish that I could provide for whatever my children need. I'd wish to be a better person than I am... If that's a wish that anyone in your audience can relate to...then please vote for me."

Summer White

Summer let out a hearty giggle as she looked over her new cheerleading uniform. The tight crop top cupped her new, no-sag boobs and made a deep cleavage she found even herself almost falling into! Her tummy had lost the extra flab that being a baker who loved her job had given her, and while it wasn't the washboard abs of Patika, it was a nice flat tummy Summer enjoyed having for no extra cost...other than the cost of being part of a harem for her old Ethics teacher. Huh, an Ethics teacher doing something as unethical as taking a harem of girls against their wills...she wondered if the hostess had thought of that. Anyway, her tiny little skirt was more like a belt with delusions of grandeur, but at least it covered all the necessary parts well enough, if barely. She did note that her ass was pressing into the couch uncovered, so bending over in this thing was going to be ill advised at best. Why did she have to like wearing thongs?

"Summer," said a mysterious young woman who...had she been there the whole time? She was very pretty, long brown hair and deep brown eyes, glasses that looked more 'sexy librarian' than 'bookish.' Not to mention her body was just as curvy as Summer's! No sag, no flab...was she also a contestant? Summer didn't recognize her so she wasn't part of the cheer squad, and the coach had already been accounted for. Who else was there? "Tell us about yourself."

"Myself? Well my name is Summer, which I guess you already knew. I own a little bakery called Knead to Eat, we make all sorts of delicious pastries such as cinnamon rolls and donuts plus a lot of bread options for sandwiches or just buttering yourself! We also do pretzels and breadsticks and croissants and...well all sorts of things! I really recommend our garlic bread, we have a fantastic butter sauce that one of my chef's made and it is soooo good. Pair that with some of our creamy tomato soup and...well there's a reason its our top seller. Will you be buying a single serving or do you want a whole loaf to take home for the family?" The woman arced an eyebrow and Summer recalled where she was... "Right, duh...sorry. Got a little lost in my own head there!" Summer said amicably.

"Does that happen often? Or just went you talk about your business?"

"Yeah okay, I see what you're getting at. Ditzy blonde cheerleader has more boobs than brains. I know I'm not as smart as my sister for sure, but I'm not an idiot or anything. I'm passionate about what I love, and I love being passionate! Whether it's baking, or cheering, or some particular bedroom activities I find the more passion you put into it, the more enjoyment you get out of it. If I happen to lose track of other things in the throes of those passions, well...that just makes it better," Summer said with a warm smile.

"Speaking of your sister. How do you feel about her? You and she may look a lot alike, but you act very differently."

"Oh Crystal? She's great, really! She's actually very sweet, a tad overprotective maybe, but she's had a hard life and wants to protect me from that too. I love her to ****!"

"What do you think about the idea that you might be having sex with her during this show? Either in a threesome with your Master or...one-on-one? I'm sure the audience would love to see that..."

"You remind me of our host! I mean, I guess I wouldn't be opposed to it, but I don't think Crystal feels the same, and I don't want to make her uncomfortable. I am the oldest by a few minutes after all, I have to look out for my little sister's emotional well-being," Summer espoused with a wide grin.

"Hear that boys? She's saying there's a chance," the woman said with a sinister laugh, but Summer's happy, outright jovial laugh completely eclipsed it.

"By the way who are you?" Summer asked curiously, frowning over the woman in front of her. She seemed very familiar, but her appearance was completely new to Summer.

"Call me Nina. What about your fellow contestants? What do you think of them?"

"That isn't an answer to my question. I'm happy to know your name Nina, but I want to know who you are... Are you a contestant? A second host? Are you Nymeera's assistant? Underling?"

"It isn't important. I'm not a contestant and never will be, no matter how much the audience begs...but I do love to hear them beg. Now...about the girls who actually ARE contestants?"

"I think you ARE Nymeera," Summer said, frowning intently at Nina. "Just...disguised, no tails and your hair is different. You made your body look about the same though, which I can't really blame you for, it's pretty nice."

"Why mess with perfection? But now you're not answering MY questions, and I am the interviewer here after all."

"I guess that's true... Okay, 'Nina' then I'll just say I love my sister, I like everyone else well enough. I'm a little shaky on Coach Kelley, she did some pretty messed up stuff to Suki, but she seems like she's changed...and I've always been a big believer in human decency, even when things are tough. So I want to give her the benefit of the doubt. She did serve her time at least right? So that's gotta count for something. Besides, we've all done things we aren't proud of, even me."

"Oh I'm sure that's true..." Nina said, licking her ruby red lips slowly... Were her lips always that red? No wait, now they were normal again... Weird. "Surely you must have some favorites aside from your sister?"

"I mean...they're all different people. Picking favorites is like asking if I like going to the beach in summer or building snowmen in winter better. I like both for completely different reasons!"

"Some people do have preferences regarding the heat or the cold though..."

"Ugh I'm not explaining it right... Like...I love how Gabriella can just push herself to be so confident in anything she does and the way she inspires you to want to be that confident too! I love how Patika is so cute and demure, but she always gives it her all when she puts her mind to something! I love how Dana is so introverted and shy, but how she really does want to go out and experience things with other people, even if it makes her uncomfortable. I love how Suki is so sweet and innocent, and yet she is absolutely merciless when it comes to playing chess! I love how Lauren is always putting others before herself, and wants what's best for everyone! I love how Synthia is so confident in herself and always strives to get what she wants! And I love how Coach Kelley would always inspire us to work hard for the things we want, and even if she turned out to not be a good person, I love how she seems to have really tried to change and make herself into the person we all saw her as back when we were a team."

"Is that really who they are though? One could say you're just putting them in the best light possible, and ignoring their flaws."

"Well I'm an optimist! I can either try to highlight their virtues, or highlight their shortcomings, but not both. I just think that looking for the best in people is never a mistake."

"Until they take advantage of that naivety and hurt you, or someone you care about."

"I'd rather be hurt being kind, than be hurt because I wasn't kind enough and someone else suffered for it."

"Well I'm not here to judge...yet, just ask the questions, and I can't help but note that there's one person you haven't mentioned yet. How about your Master, Mr. Carter? What are your thoughts on him?"

"Well, I only took Ethics because my sister was in the class, didn't do very well..."

"You failed the class."

"Yeah, whatever, like I said I only took the class because my sister was in it. How'd she do?"

"Passed with flying colors. A+." Summer beamed brightly, so proud of her sister, even if this was 10 years ago. "But I'm not asking what you think of him as a teacher. He's your Master now, surely you realize that you'll be expected to get up to all sorts of...passionate things with him?"

"Well he does have a great body now, thank you for that by the way!" Summer winked lasciviously, "Yeah I'll definitely have sex with him at least once, I'm insanely curious how sex will work with this new sexed up body you gave me, but if he's a jerk or bad in bed I might not be interested in a follow up. I like to plan ahead, but like any good business owner will tell you you have to be willing to adapt at a moment's notice. Like when the pandemic hit, we had to quickly set up a delivery system to stay in business. I can tell you that was NOT easy, and I'm glad it's over, but we still have that delivery system and some people just prefer to get their products shipped to them rather than coming to the store. It sucked, but ultimately helped us grow, not everyone was as lucky as we were to be able to do that, or benefit from it like we did."

"I did enjoy the pandemic, so many frail humans scampering to their homes, and show ratings skyrocketed...but let's not dwell on past hypothetical seasons. Just a few more questions and we'll wrap this up. First, which contestant do you want to sleep with the most?"

"Oh Syn for sure! I bet she'd be great in bed!"

"And who would you like to sleep with the least?"

"Uhhh, I don't really mind sleeping with any of them, as long as they're willing, but probably Patika? Don't get me wrong she's got a great body, and she's so sweet, but I don't think she could handle me the way I'd want to be handled if you know what I mean..."

"I think I do, and I think our audience does as well. Last question then... If you won the wish, what would you wish for, and why should the audience vote for you?"

"Ha! That's two questions! I told you I'm not just a ditzy blonde! My wish...well I'd wish for something that would make my sister happy. She's a really great person, even if she has her shortcomings, and she's taking great strides to better herself. I think the audience should reward that, and let her find happiness finally. She'll never wish it for herself, so it's up to me. Help me thank my sister for everything she's done for me!"

Suki

Suki sat down on the comfy sofa, or at least, she thought she sat down. She didn't really remember coming into the room, or sitting down on anything, but she was sitting down now, so she must've sat down at some point, right? That made sense. Suki didn't usually forget things like walking into a room or sitting down, but with her brain it wasn't impossible... She started thinking about a game she had recently, she played the Scandinavian against someone who was lower rated than she was, just for some variety. It turned into an interesting game, with her attack lines overwhelming his center. The crucial moment was when he didn't take the chance to castle and she sacrificed a knight to keep his king in the center, then was able to eventually overwhelm him with a safer king and better attack lines. If he HAD taken that moment to castle what would've happened?

"So Suki," said a beautiful brown haired woman in glasses that Suki didn't notice. Oh no! She was so focused on how she got into this room she ignored another person! How rude of her! "Tell us about yourself."

"Me? Oh, well my name is Soomin, but you can just call me Suki, everybody does. It's nice to meet you. Um...what should I call you?" Suki asked happily, giving the woman a nice big smile. Smiles were a great way of saying I'm happy to be here with you. Suki would've had to tighten up her defenses a bit, the Scandinavian wasn't a bad opening, but she'd prefer the French against someone with better skill. Using the knight she sacrificed in the real game to instead shore up defense on her King side while preparing to break through the opponent's flank would be best, and he'd likely attempt to push down her Queen side with superior pawn numbers...

"Call me Nina. It's nice to meet you too Suki," Nina said patiently, much to Suki's pleasure. She was glad that this woman was interviewing her and not Nymeera...she was scary.

"Okay Nina! So about me? Well I guess the first thing anyone really notices about me is my chess."

"Oh? That's the first thing they notice? We sure that isn't a typo?" Nina asked, smiling gently. Suki blinked, very confused...maybe Nina wasn't as nice as Suki thought... Suki hated when that happened, but maybe she was just misunderstanding something, it wasn't like Suki could figure out if she was being tricked on her own, so she just rolled with it and smiled. Her Queen side was a problem, she'd have to move some pawns to slow progress and make a fortress that her opponent couldn't break through. No...she was trying to think again, she always played worse when she tried to think. Kings were more important than promotions. Throw forward her pawns on her King side and break through. Her coach wouldn't be happy with using her defense to play offense, but she had the Knight there now, it was a race she'd win.

"I don't think so?" Suki said innocently, "I really like chess, um and I'm kinda good at it. I'm a woman grandmaster, which isn't the same thing as a grandmaster, which is kinda confusing, but I'm working on becoming an IM, uh International Master, which is a step below grandmaster! I don't really get it, but my coach tells me I just need two more norms to be an IM! Which is very exciting!" Her opponent reacts with a Bishop move, but his knights are on the wrong side of the board. Suki has the advantage and he's too slow to stop her. She pushes her H pawn into enemy territory, one way or another this would end soon.

"Forgive me for saying so but...you don't seem like the chess type. Isn't that a game that takes a certain amount of...cerebral focus?" Suki blinked... "Oh and do lean forward into the microphone a bit dear. We want to make sure the audience is engaged." Suki obediently leaned forward, completely unaware of the massive display of cleavage she was providing.

"I don't know what you mean? Are you trying to say only smart people can play chess? Cause that's just not true. All you need to do is learn the rules, which are pretty simple, even I was able to learn them! Then you can play."

"Well, why don't you tell us how you got into chess?"

"Oh, yeah. So, I have MCI, minor cognitive impairment, which means it's hard for me to process things in my head too much. Remembering words and stuff can be hard unless I use them a lot, and it's easier to just do as people tell me rather than think for myself. Problem solving isn't really my thing. Chess is...not really the exception, I just take a different approach to it I guess..." Her opponent was getting ****, forcing trades and trying to get her to make a mistake, but Suki didn't need to take any trades, and every time he offered one and she pushed forward anyway he just put him further behind in tempo. His defenses were crumbling, she could see the finish line. She moved the knight she didn't sacrifice forward, a massive, beautiful stamp on the board in the perfect position to tear apart the last of the white King's defense. "It's important for people with MCI to do mental exercises and chess puzzles were perfect for that. I started to really enjoy it, not just the puzzles but the game itself. It's fun, and isn't taxing for me at all, I just look at the board and can kinda tell what the best move is. Thinking about it actually makes me play worse. My coach calls it "empty headed" chess," Suki giggled, her large bosom jiggling enticingly. "I like it. Playing with an empty head just feels so much better, I don't think about what I want to do, I just let the board and the pieces and the rules make the decisions for me. Higher level strategy is hard, and I do struggle with that sometimes, but if I just keep playing the best moves I'll usually win!"

He took the Knight. Suki sighed in disappointment, her opponent got too caught up in thinking about all the things the knight could do to him he forgot to just look at the board. Capturing her Knight opened up a brand new lane of attack, directly down to his King. She didn't need to think at all. She just moved her Rook to capture his and said 'Check.' He immediately resigned, his defenses blown apart and her pieces behind enemy lines.

"So would you say you're something of a bimbo?" Nina asked, keeping the microphone a bit further away than Suki would've liked, keeping her leaning forward so the audience could hear her.

"A bimbo?" Now that Suki wasn't thinking of a chess game anymore she found her brain slowing down a bit. It was important for people with MCI to do mental exercises regularly to prevent the condition worsening towards dementia, so it was really good that she loved to play chess. A bimbo was someone who was stupid right? Suki definitely thought of herself as stupid, though being stupid wasn't really a bad thing, just a part of her, like how she was Korean. It wasn't something to be ashamed of or embarrassed by. Why would she be ashamed of a part of herself? "Sure, I guess I'm a bit of a bimbo, I'm definitely not very smart. My friends tell me I shouldn't say that though, because bimbo is often meant to be an insult. Are you insulting me?" Suki asked curiously. She really hoped Nina was actually a nice person and not just pretending...

"I'm not insulting you Suki," Nina said, her voice actually softening. "In fact, being a bimbo might be very good for you on a show like this. You won't get blamed for your actions as much, and you have a body made for sex, so that should get you a lot of points quickly." Suki frowned at this, not liking how Nina was sounding now. She didn't want to get excused for her actions just because she had a slight mental impairment. She was working on it, she worked hard to understand people and things, and giving her a pass because it was harder for her than most just...felt bad. Like her hard work didn't matter, like she was just a dumb kid who didn't understand the consequences of her actions... The issue though, was she had no idea how to communicate that with words. Whenever she tried to think of something to say her brain just...froze.

"I think you are... I think you're secretly mean, but you pretend to be nice," Suki said, frowning even as she continued to lean forward. Nina raised an eyebrow and smirked, but didn't say anything. Ugh, Suki didn't know what that meant! She always had to trust whoever she talked to so much, because she didn't know how to tell when they weren't being honest with her, and she didn't want to go through life not trusting anyone. That'd be way too sad... "I know I'm stupid, and yeah maybe I do what I'm told a bit too easily...but I still make those decisions myself. I'm an adult. I don't know what you mean by having a body made for sex. Don't all humans have bodies made for sex?" Nymeera chuckled at that.

"They do when I'm done with them... What about your fellow contestants? What do you think of them?"

"Oh, I like everyone. They tell me not to listen to Syn, but I like her a lot."

"Really? And why do you like her?"

"She's easy to talk to. She says a lot of mean things, but at least I don't have to worry about whether I'm misunderstanding her or not. She's very blunt, and for someone like me that's really nice."

"Interesting, that's not a pairing I would've expected. What about your former coach, Victoria Kelley?" Suki's face fell and she suddenly wanted to not be here anymore. "There's definitely something there. Victoria was sentenced for 15 years, though we sprung her 5 years early, for sexual ****. You like blunt? Let's rip the band-aid off now. Were you one of her victims?"

"...yes," Suki said in a very small, very weak voice. It had been 10 years now, and still she felt so incredibly betrayed by her Coach, by a woman she really looked up to and admired...trusted.

"Tell us about it."

"I...I don't want to."

"That wasn't a request." Suki's felt her stomach drop, her body falling back into the couch. She didn't care if the audience couldn't hear her, she just didn't want this feeling of dread to wash over her anymore. She looked over to Nina, still with that smiling face and suddenly she flashed back to 10 years ago. Coach Kelley had called her into her office to ask her about how her body was holding up. She had Suki take her clothes off...touched her strangely... Suki hadn't known at the time what was really going on. She was 21 years old, but she didn't understand that what Coach Kelley was doing was sexual. Her brain couldn't quite reach that conclusion. It was just strange and oddly nice feeling, and Suki trusted her Coach, trusted those feelings that her Coach told her to enjoy. Trusted her Coach when she was told to touch her back...

"She took advantage of me, of my trust in her. Told me she was just checking up on my body, not that we were doing anything...sexual. I didn't understand what was going on till afterward, when all those stories came out about her. She took advantage of me...and I didn't even know until someone told me later." Suki's eyes were starting to water. To her, someone who so relied on being able to trust a person, realizing that that trust was misplaced hurt more than anything.

"Do you understand sexual behaviors now?" Nina asked mercilessly, just continuing on while Suki was trying to catch her breath. Suki hated her...

"Yes!" Suki shouted angrily, "I don't always get the subtler pieces, but I know enough to not get taken advantage of like that again. Why are you being so mean? I don't understand..."

"Suki... This may be hard to believe but I'm doing this for your benefit. Right now you're a victim, and that's how the audience will see you. A victim isn't sexy Suki, a victim is someone to be pitied and locked away so they don't feel hurt anymore. Didn't you say you make your own decisions? Is that what you'll say if you're taken advantage of again? 'Oh, it isn't my fault, I have MCI, but also don't pity me for it, I can make my own choices, I'm an adult!' That type of dichotomy might work at the start, but it'll wear out fast I promise you." Suki clenched her fist and rubbed at her eyes, wiping away her tears. She hated it when she couldn't tell whether she could trust someone or not.

"I choose to believe you," Suki said, sitting up straight, then leaning forward toward the microphone again to make sure the audience heard her properly. "And I'll have you know that I have had sex without being manipulated! Coach Kelley was, I guess, my first time...and I can't trust her and don't feel good being around her...but that was 10 years ago! I'm not a victim anymore. I grew. I learned. I don't think everything you said was right...but I know I'm not smart enough to figure out why, and I'm okay with that. I'm happy with who I am at the end of the day. Fuck you for trying to make me doubt that!" Suki gasped, she didn't mean to swear! "Oh, um! Sorry, I got a little heated... I meant what I said, but I should've said it a little nicer..." It wasn't like Suki thought cussing was bad or immoral or anything, she just didn't really like it personally...it felt too mean spirited when it came out of her mouth.

"Hah! Apology accepted sweetie," Nina laughed, a loud, genuine laugh from her belly. She hadn't done that in a while! "Now, let's move on from personal trauma, it's great for getting the audience invested in you but we don't want to **** it so early. There'll be time for that later... In the meantime, what do you think about your Master?"

"My Master? You mean my chess coach? I don't really feel comfortable calling him that..."

"No I mean Mr. Carter... The Master of the Harem you're in now. Harem Hotel- Back to School Cheerleader Edition? The reason you're having this interview at all..." Nina's good mood soured instantly. If the bimbo couldn't be bothered to remember important details like that already she might need a Transformation early just to keep her from derailing the season...

"I don't really consider him my...Master. Honestly, I don't even know what you mean by that. He taught Ethics, but I dropped the class when I realized how hard it was. Ethics shouldn't be hard...it should be like chess. Just do the good moves, and don't do the bad moves, and if you accidentally do a bad move, just accept it and try to do a good move next time. Chess is so much simpler than Ethics."

"Well I'm sure the two of you will have some time to become more...intimate with each other."

"Well duh we'll be in the same hotel for a week! Even I knew that," Suki giggled, letting her massive cleavage shake beguilingly.

"A month, actually..."

"Oh...I thought because of all the missing days it'd just be a week."

"No, it'll be 30 days."

"Oh...I should call my coach and tell him."

"I wouldn't worry about that... Just a few more questions and we're done here Suki. First, which of your fellow contestants would you like most to sleep with?"

"Huh? Wait..." Suki's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You're trying to sexually manipulate me..."

"No I'm just asking a question. If you had to pick any of your fellow contestants to sleep with, who would it be? I'm going to assume it isn't Victoria..."

"No way... She'd be my last choice... I guess Syn? She's got the most experience, and she's pretty straightforward. She'd be my pick if I had to choose."

"And you've already answered my second question..."

"I did?" Suki blinked in confusion. How did she manage to do that? Answering a question before it was asked was like...a smart person thing wasn't it?

"You did... Finally, if you did end up winning and got the wish, what would you wish for? And why should the audience vote for you to get it?"

"What would I wish for? That's silly. I wouldn't wish for anything! I'd rather work for what I want than just have it handed to me like that!"

"What about things you can't work for? Like a better working brain? Or that Coach Kelley never assaulted you?" Nina challenged.

"Hmm, I guess you're right...but asking for a better working brain doesn't feel right to me... I wouldn't be me then, and I like me, stupid brain and all! And even though Coach Kelley did a bad thing, and it's good that she was punished for it, that happened in the past. If I made a bad move 10 turns ago, maybe I would be tempted to wish I'd never made it, but I did, and obsessing over it like it just doesn't seem healthy...but what do I know? Maybe the audience can give me an idea for a wish, then they'd have to vote for me, cause it'd be THEIR wish, right?"

"Well now wouldn't THAT be an interesting finale..."

Victoria Kelley

The first thing Victoria did when she found herself sitting on a strange couch in a strange room was reach up to her neck to touch the golden crucifix that rested there just above her breasts. The second thing she did was frown at the sexualized cheerleader costume she'd been **** into. It was hardly a punishment, not like the ones she'd already faced. Prisons were not kind to sex offenders. Her counselor told her that she shouldn't be looking for punishment, she should be looking to better herself and improve her mindset. Victoria still thought that was bullshit, at least partially. Her counselor just didn't know her, didn't know how irredeemable she truly was. Her priest told her to seek forgiveness... Victoria understood that much more. She couldn't just fix who she was, but she could apologize for it, and ask for help from a higher power. Not that that mattered anymore...

"So Victoria." Victoria's eyes snapped toward the sound of the voice. A beautiful young brunette, probably around her body's new age, sat there with a microphone in hand. Victoria noticed her right away, in prison you always made sure to know who was in a room alone with you, but she wasn't doing anything till just now. She was dressed like some sort of professional, white button up and black pencil skirt...she looked kinda like a teacher actually. Victoria smirked, resisting the urge to laugh. Was she about to be sexually assaulted? A slutty little cheerleader seduced by this pretty young teacher? God that would be poetic justice...she just hoped it hurt. "Tell us about yourself."

"What do you want me to say?" Victoria asked, not really understanding why they were making her wait. It seemed obvious what had happened. She died in prison, not an uncommon occurrence for people like her. Inmates were surprisingly capricious towards sex offenders. Kill a man, and inmates gave you a wide berth...fuck your students and they gave you a beating. Now Victoria was in Hell, and her fitting punishment was to be sexually assaulted herself. At least they let her keep her crucifix...at least they let her remember how sick she was...

"Just what I said," the woman said firmly. "You're starting off this competition with a big hole to dig out of, in fact you might be the single worst first impression this show has ever had! This is the time to clear the air, make your story your own, before the audience decides your story for themselves, or worse decides that it doesn't matter."

"Competition?" Right, there was that bit about this being a game show or some shit. Victoria sighed, there was a chance that this wasn't actually Hell, and if that was the case she was going to be sorely disappointed. The lovely teacher opened her mouth, annoyed, so Victoria cut her off. "Harem Hotel, yeah I remember. You want me to tell you, your audience about me? I'm a monster. Straight and simple. I victimized my students, took advantage of my authority over them, used them to satisfy my carnal urges...and I liked it. I still like it. I fantasize about it." Victoria's thoughts began to turn darker, suddenly remembering all of her pretty former cheer team in slutty little outfits identical to the one she wore now.

I could fuck them... God look at how hot they are! Just like they were back then, only tighter, sexier...like my perfect fantasies ready to be taken. Tasted... Savored...

"Mmm, and what are you thinking about?" the teacher goaded, her voice purred lustfully. Victoria's thoughts turned to her instantly, the busty brunette with those cute, fuck me glasses... Those buttons begging to be plucked, that skirt so short Victoria's hand could just slide right up until... Well until she found something interesting to touch.

"Dirty, perverted things that make me unfit to be around any of them, or you." Victoria shrugged the voice off. It used to feel so overwhelming, her lust would mount so high and it felt as though her body wasn't under her own control anymore, like there was someone else in control, piloting her like she was possessed. Now, after years of therapy and learning to control these urges it was just a constant reminder in the back of her mind of how broken she was. How she couldn't trust herself and, she touched her crucifix, how she needed God to become take control of her life for her.

"You want to have sex with your cheerleaders. That's perfectly understandable, they're quite lovely, perfect for Master Carter's little harem."

Yes, we're a harem now. Just a piece of property, a sex ****, a fuck doll...it doesn't matter if I indulge now. It doesn't matter if I take them to my bed and fuck them till their spent. I can do it now...I have permission.

"Walk by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the flesh," Victoria responded holding tight to her crucifix, letting the desires welling up inside her body smolder and fall... They wouldn't go away, of course, they'd never go away, but with God helping her she could resist them. She was too weak on her own, but with His power all things were possible. "You can tempt my body, but I am not alone demon."

"Call me Nina... Is there any point in asking which of your fellow contestants you'd most like to sleep with? I mean, you already answered that question 10 years ago right?"

Suddenly Victoria was 10 years in the past, staring at Soomin Kee. The smoking hot Korean bombshell filled out the standard uniforms nicely, she might attract an audience all by herself! She was certainly attracting Victoria... "Suki," Victoria said with a smile, "Can I see you in my office? I want to make sure you're taking proper care of your body..." She wanted to take care of that body alright. The distracting visage was making her wet, and she needed something to take the edge off... She didn't have to go all the way, not this time, just a little something for her fantasies tonight. She'd be good this time. Just a taste, nothing more... "Sure thing Coach! I definitely want to make sure my body is taken care of properly..." Mmm fuck she was so accepting and innocent... Victoria might not be able to stop at just one bite...

Victoria shuddered as the memory washed over her. Suki being here was...not good for her, especially being put in this tiny little uniform, her body practically spilling out of it. She clenched her thighs together and held onto her crucifix tightly. The Lord was her shepherd, she would follow Him and not submit to temptation. "I don't want to be that person anymore..." Victoria said, ignoring the tingling throb forming between her legs.

"I honestly couldn't care less what you want. It's drama, it's sexy, it's high ratings for me. I could just compel you to tell me the truth, but I want to hear it from you directly," 'Nina' said, adjusting her glasses and leaning forward to press the microphone closer. Victoria couldn't help but note that this made her cleavage pop a bit more... "Who do you most want to sleep with among your fellow contestants? Who do you least want to sleep with? Be honest..."

"For this is the will of God, your sanctification: that you abstain from sexual immoral- Suki!" Victoria gasped as the word was ripped from her throat, her body tensing as she fought to hold back the rest. "Fuck! Her body looks so GOOD in that tiny little uniform, finally her outfit matches her body, good for only provoking sinful thoughts and desires. All of them look like such sluts, I want them all, but her...she felt so good when I had her on her knees, licking my pussy. I've never cum harder before or since. I dream of that day, secretly hoping to get her naive little tongue on me again!" Victoria's body suddenly went limp, and she was breathing hard, and breaking out in a cold sweat. Her panties were ruined now, along with the couch cushion.

"There? Was that so hard? And who do you least want to sleep with?"

"Suki!" Victoria said immediately, afraid of what might come out of her mouth if she didn't act quickly. "It's the truth... I want her more than anyone, but I don't like what I did to her, thinking about her brings out the worst in me, and I don't like who I am when I look at her..." Victoria said, hoping, PRAYING that that was enough for the disguised fox woman.

"Hmm, I suppose that'll do," Nina said, her tail disappearing as she leaned back and away from Victoria, giving her some space to recover. "And what of our Master? Do your...proclivities extend to him, or just lovely young pupils?"

"I..." Victoria hesitated, she wasn't a lesbian, she liked both boys and girls, but her type was definitely the younger, more impressionable variety. Older, experienced men were nice sometimes, but taking control of a young, cocky stud was...she licked her lips, intoxicating. "I don't feel the same way about him as I do about younger people, but it would be nice to have a relationship with an equal for a change..."

"Oh, I don't think that'll happen," Nina chided with a snicker. "He's your Master now, any semblance of equality will be gone once you step into the hotel together. You'll always have a power imbalance here, but with him YOU will be the one on the bottom." Victoria swallowed, holding tight to the symbol of her Lord's protection.

"Final question, then you can go... If you do win, and get a wish, what will you wish for? Why should the audience vote for you to get it?"

"I wish I could go back and undo all the harm I did," Victoria said immediately. "I wish I could erase this dark side of myself from head. I wish I could trust myself again..." she held her crucifix tight, as though she were trying to **** it inside of her body... "Vote for me because...I'm too weak to get there on my own." Victoria closed her eyes and began to pray.

Victoria opened her eyes back in the lecture hall in her chair. She looked up at the screen in time to see herself disappear from the couch and the picture fade to black. The other contestants gasped as she recalled watching the interviews, recalled not just watching and listening but understanding what they were saying and feeling.

"Oh shit..." Gabriella moaned, her face in her hands. "I didn't know they'd be able to tell I was lying... Ugh that's so stupid!"

"Where is Crystal?" Summer asked suddenly, looking around frantically for her sister, only to gasp in surprise to find her right next to her...but looking rather haggard. Crystal's cheerleading uniform was disheveled, her hair mussed, and she was looking flush and breathing hard. Kinda like she'd just been having some rather rough sex... "Crystal? Are you okay? What happened?"

"I...I'm fine... Don't worry about...me..." Crystal said, giving Summer a brave smile, but those cold blue eyes were having trouble focusing.

"Well that was certainly very...revealing wasn't it?" Nymeera's voice rang out from the darkness, her visage. Then Dana felt a hand caress along her back and the smaller woman jumped in her seat, and Nymeera appeared behind her as though she'd walked out from behind an invisible wall. "I wonder what our audience thought...and I don't like wondering. So let's get down to the nitty gritty. Make sure all of us know exactly where we stand. Then we can get to the fun..."

"Audience members!" Nymeera shouted, the empty seats in the darkness buzzing with intensity. "Lock in your votes. Who do you crown Queen, and who is the Bottom Bitch? I don't care what criteria you use to decide your favorites, just make sure THEY know who has your support...and who doesn't."

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