HaremChef

Narrator: Tomorrow on a very special episode of Harem Hotel…

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The camera shows a car driving along a dirt road through a forest. The car approaches a quaint log cabin, deep in the wilderness. The driver side door opens and a tall young man steps out. He’s wearing sunglasses which he takes off to get a better look at the cabin. He runs his hand through his wavy dark hair. The passenger door opens and he looks at the cottage, “Wow. You were right. This looks pretty nice Tess.”

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The young woman smiles, “Come on Charlie let’s head inside.” She goes ahead of him and the camera catches him staring at her ass as she swishes past him.

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Narrator: They thought they were going on a romantic couples getaway…they just didn’t know they weren’t the only ones…

The scene skips ahead, Tess and Charlie are exploring the cabin when they hear a car door close. “Who could that be? We’re in the middle of nowhere.” Charlie walks to the door and opens it. Two women are standing beside a vehicle looking at Charlie's car, clearly confused.

“Who the fuck are you?” Tess asks, pushing past Charlie.

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The scene flashes forward, all four angrily shouting at each other from inside the cabin. Who actually booked the cabin? Who has to go home? Suddenly the door opens and two more people enter, adding to the confusion.

Another flash, there are now 8 people in the cabin. Tensions are high. Suddenly a door appears in the wall where there was none before. It creaks open and footsteps are heard approaching the door…

The camera pans out. Outside of the cabin now, flying higher and higher, away from the campers. The cabin gets smaller, eventually hidden by the trees. There is a small river nearby and to the east a large mountain rising high above. Eventually edges appear past which only darkness exists. These campers aren’t on Earth anymore…

Scenes of the upcoming season appears in flashes. The contestants arguing. Running up the mountain. Two women in a hot tub. One man masturbating. A woman grabbing her chest as it expands. It continues and the narrator speaks.

Narrator: Four couples booked what they thought was going to be a romantic vacation together. Little did they know it would be a truly transformative experience. One among them will be crowned the Harem Master and all others made to submit. Can their love survive, or will they fall apart to be molded to the Master’s will? Join us for a brand new Harem Hotel - Couples Edition. Now streaming exclusively on Bimbo+

Felicia squirmed as the dildo vibrated within her. She was sick of this already, shouldn’t her ‘battery’ be charged by now? That useless sexy lump was no help. He could be fighting to free her instead of just watching the proceedings. She looked over at him, he didn’t seem to notice her staring. She wished she wasn’t up on this platform, he’d have to lean over the edge to touch her. Fuck she really wanted him to touch her tits. She grabbed them herself but it didn’t do anything to take the edge off. Besides that she felt uncomfortable just wearing these clothes. Maybe he’d get the hint if she just stripped.

Quickly she pulled the outfit over her head and threw it on the ground. Way beyond her reach now, no going back. She intentionally stared straight ahead, she didn’t want him to think she was trying to get his attention. She was, but that wasn’t that point. She waited for him to say something but it didn’t come, so she darted a glance at him. He still wasn’t looking. Just staring off at that dumb bimbo they had hosting this farce. Fine, she didn’t need him anyway….right?- - - - - -

Mali had her finger ready, hovering over the big red button. Of course, with the magic allotted to them for this show she didn’t actually need a button, but come on. A giant red button was just fun. She got her cue and gleefully slammed the button down. Suddenly the stage was filled with smoke, obscuring the vision of the audience and the contestants alike. The smoke billowed out past the stage filling the entire theater. Mali grabbed her walkie talkie, “All good Stephanie, bring him in.” She took her position, ready for the second challenge to start.- - - - - -

Trinity knew the smoke was coming and it still surprised here. There was just so much of it. Luckily it was magical smoke and she could still breath just fine. Actually, thanks to her gifted magic she could even still see. She watched the contestants looking around in confusion and giggled. Even though this was a difficult experience, it was still comical watching them flail about.

She saw Stephanie bring out their special guest. He was still frozen of course, they’d release him momentarily. He was actually a copy, it was easier that way. Then they could just delete him rather than try to wipe his memory after the fact. Made it easier to get him to play his role too.

The stage was gone now. The audience too. Not really of course, but as far as the human eye could see. Eric, Kali and Felicia were still there, but the stage appeared only underneath them now. Instead of a theater it now appeared they were at the beach. Trinity could see the waves lapping against the shore now. Suddenly she could hear the waves, some gulls too. Mali and Stephanie had really done an excellent job with the simulation.

Well it was time, with a snap of her fingers she made all the smoke disappear, “Welcome back everyone. Time for the second challenge. Welcome to MasterChef, I mean HaremChef! We’ve brought a special guest to help run the program, please welcome the Clone of Gordon Ramsay!”

From nowhere, and everywhere, thunderous applause sounded. Damn Mali, a little loud don’t you think? It quickly faded away. The cloned chef smiled and waved at the contestants, “Yes, welcome to a very special episode of MasterChef. Today you will be competing in a team challenge. You will have 90 minutes to prepare a sumptuous meal for 100 very hungry Harem Masters. The Master’s will vote on which dish they liked best, so don’t fuck it up. Behind me you’ll find the Red Kitchen belonging to Team Fuck You and the Blue Kitchen for Team Fuck You Too. Inside you’ll find all the ingredients you need to serve your Masters. Now I realize you lot aren’t professional chefs, but I don’t fucking care. Your time starts now,” Nobody moved, they all just looked at each other confused, “Did I stuffer? Get going you wankers!” Suddenly everyone started running for their stations. Trinity felt bad for them, but there was nothing she could do.

She turned to face where the audience sat, invisible to the contestants, “This time it is a little different. The losing team will face a pressure test to determine how many VPs they lose and then will all vote to eliminate one of them in a blind ballot. Let’s see how they are getting along.” She turned to watch the contestants.- - - - - -

Ciela looked at her team, they all looked like deer in headlights, “Any idea on what to make?”

Isla shrugged, “I've never really cooked anything before.”

Sarah sighed, “Ya. Not my forte. Sorry.”

Ciela looked to their final member, “Yaz any…” Shoot, she'd been so focused on the task she'd forgotten about Yaz's punishment. Yaz clutched the counter as an orgasm rocked her body, “Oh no. I'm so sorry.”

Yaz held up her hand, “It's ok. Just an accident…right?”

Ciela nodded frantically, “Yes, those things I did last round…I know it makes me look awful but I was just trying to do what's best for everyone. Kali being eliminated was the best option.”

“Huh, best how?” Isla asked.

Sarah nodded, “Right. I get it.”

“Wait, get what?” Yaz asked.

Ciela sighed, “Basically we either want to get eliminated early or win the wish. The middle is the bad spot to be in. The other team lost 5 VP last round. It could be even more. Only one of us can win, and as much as I like Kali it was never going to be her. That means get eliminated while you are above 100…or risk elimination.”

Isla sighed, “So I'm the next lowest now…are you going to try sabotaging us so you can eliminate me?”

Ciela didn't answer for a moment, then she looked her sister in her eyes, “I'd considered it. You know I love you but I don't see you winning either. Still, it's somehow different to use my advantages to beat the other team. Giving up and sabotaging my own team…I just feel like Eric wouldn't respect that.”

Yaz yawned, “Ok. Enough. My brain is fuzzy but even I know we are running out of time here. Ok, remember I got a reward transformation that made me know exactly how Eric likes things? I think it can help here. We are cooking for Master's right? What if it's like, 100 copies of Eric? Well on a day like today, beachside, being served by smoking hot women, Eric wants simple. BBQ. Sausages and burgers. Side of fries. That's it.”

“Really? Shouldn't we make something more…chefy?” Isla asked.

Sarah nodded, “No Yaz is right,” Yaz shuddered as she orgasmed again, “Fuck sorry. She's right, we can't do ‘chefy’. Let's do simple but do simple well.”

Ciela clapped her hands, “Ok. Awesome. Here's the schedule…” Ciela pulled out a notepad and started assigning tasks.- - - - - -

Jenny sighed. Cooking. Fucking cooking. She looked around at her team, they were all useless. Valerie grew up with a private chef. Alexandra might have her memories back, but none of them involved making a nice meal. Beatriz preferred when Kali did the cooking, but she could make scrambled eggs apparently.

Jenny sighed again, she was not supposed to be the responsible one. Still, somebody had to step up. “Okay bitches listen up,” she clapped her hands together, “We're at the beach, it's a beautiful day, we're making fish tacos. Beatriz start shredding some cabbage. Valerie start chopping tomatoes. Alexandra you do the onions, I'll start preparing the fish. Let's go, hurry.”

Nobody batted an eye at Jenny's takeover. They all started following her instructions. She was no cooking whiz herself, but no way she was just going to give up. She'd eaten tacos enough to know if it tasted good. They'd just have to experiment a bit.

Jenny found the fridge was fully stocked. Magically of course. Just imagine what you need before opening the door and you'd find it. She didn't know what the best kind of fish to use was, but she remembered ordering tilapia in a restaurant before so she grabbed that. She was starting to cut the fish into strips when Gordon Ramsay came by.

“Whoa I don't know what's more striking, your neon pink hair or your massive tits. Wow, those really are massive.” He said, smiling at her.

“Huh? I didn't know you were such a perv.” Jenny commented casually.

“Oh not at all. You see I'm just a construct created for this episode, and of course I'm constructed to be a little pervy. That's all. Now then tell me young lady, what are you making today.”

“Fish tacos.” She said.

“Fish tacos, alright then. And how are you going to elevate them?” Gordan asked quite seriously.

“Listen, my goal is to avoid food poisoning. There will be no elevating here.”

Gordon shook his head and tutted, “Well let's hope you succeed then. I may be a temporary clone but I don't want to die early. Don't fuck it up.” He left in a huff.

“Rude.” Jenny said quietly as he walked away. Still she couldn't let him get to her. They had to do their best in this challenge. She got back to work.- - - - - -

Kali felt strange. She was kneeling on a pillow beside Eric. Eric, her friend. Eric, her Master. It was interesting that she found him so attractive now. Is that because he happens to be her type? Or did the producers just make it so when they made her bi?

It didn't matter anyway. What's done is done. Kali was deeply in love with Beatriz, but found herself insanely attracted to her best friend. Ordinarily that might be a problem, but when your fiancee is insatiable, polyamorous, and bisexual and both you are magically bound to the same Master…well, actually things looked pretty good.

The only challenge might be getting Eric to see her as a viable sexual partner. Eric had known her with a man's voice and body, and as someone strictly interested in women. How would he react now? She already knew he found her attractive. Mali was completely identical to her after all and well, just look at how many VPs she'd racked up in Paris before becoming his sex ****.

Kali decided to test the waters a little, she turned to Eric, “So what do you think of my new name?” She asked him.

Eric jumped, he'd been paying attention to the competition, not his companions, “Oh uh. Well it's weird. I know it's new, but I can't remember your old name, and can only remember you ever having that name. It just suits you I guess.”

Kali smiled, she cupped her breasts and lifted them up, “And the bigger tits? They suit me too?”

She saw Eric blush and look away, but then look back. He was very carefully focused on her eyes. So he was interested, but she'd need to work on him a little bit. “Um yes. I mean…Kali you always look great.

What a cop out, Kali giggled to herself. Still, she didn't need to break through his barriers today. Just wait till Beatriz corners them both. One lust bomb from her and they'll be in a threesome faster than you can say, ‘Fuck me.’

Kali stood up, she didn't actually have to stay sitting on the pillow. It wasn't very comfortable. There was room for two on that throne, but she didn't want to make him uncomfortable. She knew she needed to give him time.

“So Eric, who do you want to win?” She asked him.

He shook his head, “I can't answer that,” he looked out at the competition, “Really I can't. It wouldn't be fair.”

She supposed he was right. The last round was decided by captains, but future rounds might get his involvement, or the audiences. He didn't want to prejudice anyone. “Fine. Wimp,” she winked so he'd know she was teasing, “I'm not sure who I want to win. Not Beatriz. I love her, but she doesn't always think things through. Even before her transformations. She'd probably wish for an orgy or something.”

Eric laughed, “That's true. What about you Felicia,” he asked, turning to her, “You made the teams, who do you want to win?”

Felicia groaned, “I just want all of you to lose!”

Kali sighed, she just wouldn't learn. Oh, Kali suddenly had an idea, “Hey Felicia, if you give us your honest answer I'll slap your tits as hard as I can.”

“What? You bitch why would I want that? Fuck you.” Felicia whispered angrily. Eric surprised Kali by laughing, maybe he was finally done trying to be nice to her.

“Oh, ok fine. Nevermind then.” Kali turned away from Felicia.

“Wait….um ok. Valerie. I would pick Valerie.”

Kali approached her and rubbed her chin. She had promised, but this one bar prison was actually elevated to be level with Eric's throne. She couldn't actually reach her.

“I think I'll have to help you down first. Eric, a little help?” Kali said.

“Nevermind that, I'll help.” Trinity was suddenly there before Kali. She snapped her fingers and suddenly Felicia was free and safe beside Kali. “Wow this magic is cool. Too bad I can't use it without permission. I could do so many fun things with this power. Oh well,” Trinity walked over to the throne and sat in Eric's lap, “Ok Kali, give it all you've got.”

Kali looked at Felicia, “So what do you want me to do?”

“Slap my tits obviously. Come on, just do it.”

Kali grinned and pulled back one hand, then swung forward only to stop at the last second and gently tap her. She knew that wasn't what she wanted, but it was more fun this way.

“What? Fuck. Not like that. Harder.” Felicia complained.

Kali tried again, putting just a little more on it.

“Fuck you fucking fucker. Come on. Use your tiny little brain to tell your tiny little arms to actually hit me.”

This time Kali slapped her as hard as she could.

“Ow! Motherfu…oooh. Oh wow,” A smile suddenly formed on Felicia's face, “Um. Thank you Kali, that was uh, acceptable.”

Kali smiled, “No problem. Anytime. Actually I'm sure all of us would be happy to smack you anytime you want.”

Felicia snorted, “Ya. Sure,” she turned to Trinity, “So like do I have to stay and watch this snoozefest or can I go?”

Trinity closed her eyes for a moment, then she opened them, “Uh looks like I could send you back to the yacht, but you'd be working as a maid until the end, or you can stay here and watch. You can wander around but remember this isn't a real beach. You'll hit the walls pretty quickly, and you can't enter the competition area. You might as well grab a seat,” Trinity snapped her fingers and a second pillow appeared beside the one Kali had been sitting on, “Here's a pillow for you. Or you could keep Eric's lap warm. I have to get back to the show,” she turned to Eric and kissed him, “Sorry love. Duty calls.” She disappeared and they saw her reappear beside the kitchens.

Kali looked up at Eric, then over at Felicia. She felt a smile form on her face, “You know Felicia…those pillows were not comfortable at all. Eric's throne is big enough for all of us. What do you say? He owes us right? He'll scoot over and you can sit beside him and I'll sit on his lap, what do you say?”

“Sit beside him? Um,” Felicia turned red, “Uh ya. Fuck him right? He does owe us. Slide over asshole.” Felicia marched over to Eric and slid down beside him. She might have been trying to play it cool, but she utterly failed. Poor girl, unaware of her exit transformation she still clearly felt aroused to be naked and pressed against him. Still she wasn't able to admit it to herself quite yet.

Kali did as she'd suggested and winked at Eric before sitting down on his lap. She was wearing a rather short skirt so she made sure to accidentally flip it up as she sat down. She felt his dick harden underneath her before he got control. To her surprise he voluntarily rested his hand on her thigh, over the skirt, but still somewhat intimate. It wouldn't be long now she thought, his resistance was already crumbling.- - - - - -

Yaz was stressed. What should be a simple task was becoming more difficult. She'd lost track of the accidental name dropping. She knew her team wasn't doing it on purpose. It was just easy to forget and call out to someone when you were busy in the kitchen. Unfortunately it was about to get worse, Gordon approached.

“Well then young lady, what's your name?” He asked.

“Um, Yaz.” She said softly. Fuck, she came again. Even saying it herself triggered it.

“Um Yaz?” Gordan said, setting off another orgasm, “Is that how they teach you to speak in Canada? Um Yaz. Fuck me. Yaz then is it? Well Yaz these fries look like shit. What are you even doing? Have you ever seen a fry before? Fuck me,” he looked up and saw Ciela, “Hey team captain get over here.” Ciela hurried over. He held up two of the fries Yaz had cut, “Can you tell me what's wrong with these fries?”

Ciela pulled the pen out of her mouth, “Uh they aren't the same size?”

“That’s a bit of an understatement don't you think? Fries don't have to be uniform but what do you think is going to happen when she tries to fry these? Either this one is going to be raw or this one is going to be as crispy as fuck. Now fix this. Yaz is a fucking bimbo and you've got her with a sharp knife? Are you kidding me? Tell Yaz what's what or you'll fail. Got it?”

Yaz was a mess. Everytime he said her name she'd come. He wasn't on her team, what was going on? Before Ciela could say something she had to know, “Why…does it work?”

Gordon knew what she was talking about, “Of course I'm on your team, I just gave you good advice didn't I? Don't fucking waste it now Yaz, pull yourself together.” He slammed the counter and stormed off.

Ciela helped her up, “It's ok. You sit for a minute. Sarah!” Ciela called, “Get over here and work on fries. Isla you'll have to watch both grills.” As Ciela was giving instructions Yaz kept staring at her butt. She didn't know why, but she had to reach out and spank her. Ciela yelped and turned around, “Ya...p. Wow almost did it again. It's ok. This isn't your fault, but I need you out of the kitchen. Go rest over there for a bit, we've got this. Remember this was your idea, you got us going. Take pride in that even if you can't help us bring it home.”

Yaz nodded, besides the IQ loss it also just physically drained her to have so many orgasms. She obeyed and headed over to where Ciela had indicated. She really hoped her team could pull together without her help.- - - - - -

Beatriz smiled as she flipped another piece of fish on the grill. She was actually enjoying herself. At first it had seemed daunting, serving 100 people. But then they’d shown up. It was 100 alternate reality versions of Eric. Of course it was. A few Ericas were thrown in too, but most of them could be Eric’s identical twin. She was more than halfway through the orders already. Her job was pretty simple. Put fish on the grill. Flip once. Take off. Put more fish. Easy. Or so she thought…

“This fish is so raw that if you toss it back in the ocean it'll swim away,” Gordon was suddenly in her face, holding a plate that had already been served. He grabbed the fish off the plate and pulled it in two. He chucked one piece of it towards the ocean, “Fuck off with that shit. You,” he said pointing at Beatriz, “Get off the grill. I won't have any food poisoning today. Hey all of you, get your asses over here.” The others gathered close. Gordon held up the rest of the fish, pulling it apart in his hands, “Do any of you think this fish is cooked? Huh, anyone? No, then why the fuck did it leave this kitchen? YOU!” He pointed at Beatriz, “Can’t cook worth a damn and you,” He said pointing to Alexandra, “Must be blind. You seriously cut this, put it in the taco and said, yup that’s alright? Both of you fuck off. Tits, you might be the only one with half a brain. Get it together alright, or you’re all going down.” Jenny nodded and turned to her team.

“Right, fuck. Ok. I’ll cook the fish. Beatriz you take over serving. Alexandra, Valerie, you two work together to assemble the tacos and plate them. Let’s get it together, the other team has both punishment players on their team, we can’t fuck this up.” Jenny said, taking charge again.

Beatriz sighed. She didn't think she'd been doing that bad of a job…but he was right unfortunately, that fish had been raw. At least Jenny seemed to know what she was doing. Hopefully she could fix this. Beatriz looked over to the other team, they did have the punishment players right. She grinned, “Hey Yaz! It’s milking time!” She saw Yaz shudder but she was already sitting down, out of the competition. Isla surprised her. Rather than get angry she grinned and gave a loud MOO to the Eric’s line up for food. She pulled down her shirt and started offering the guests some milk to go with their food. Straight from the tap of course.

Uh oh, that had backfired. And while she was dallying the line was building up. She hurried to position and started passing out food. She didn’t have much to do, it was almost like Alexandra and Valerie didn’t trust her anymore so they left nothing for her to do except hand it over. She appreciated several of the Eric's coping a feel, and she couldn’t resist groping the single Erica that went by, but she wasn’t sure there was anything more she could do at this point. She knew it, they were going to lose. - - - - - -

Trinity walked through the crowd of Eric's talking to them, asking which one they preferred. The magic let her know their answers before they even said it, so she could try to make the votes look even for the audience and build suspense.

Team Fuck You had fallen behind and missed out on serving all 100 Eric's. Without Yaz they just didn't have enough hands to do everything. Poor Yaz, the producers must have thought it was funny letting Ramsey count as being on her team. Still, her idea had probably helped. Most of these Eric's really seemed to like what they'd done.

Team Fuck You Too had successfully served everyone, but some of them got raw fish. One Eric actually got nothing from Team Fuck You but still voted for them because he was so grossed out by the fish. Soon they were all gone and Trinity felt the producers' plan enter her mind.

“Wow what a great job. You should all be proud of what you've accomplished today. Without further ado let's release the scores. There were 100 votes. The final score was 69-31,” Congratulations team….Fuck You!” Trinity felt herself clapping and heard thunderous applause from the invisible audience, “That means Team Fuck You Too gets to face the Pressure Test. Come on up here girls and take a seat.” Trinity summoned a table with 4 chairs.

Alexandra, Jenny, Beatriz and Valerie walked and sat down. Trinity turned to face the audience again, “Our four contestants will be served a delicious meal cooked by our special guest, the pervy clone of Gordon Ramsey. We’re going to blindfold them and use magic to prevent them from hearing anything the other contestants say. They’ll taste the dish and try to guess what ingredients they find. This dish was made with 10 ingredients. They will lose 1VP for each ingredient they fail to identify. They will be allowed to guess up to 12 ingredients. Let’s begin.” Trinity clapped her hands and four bowls of stew appeared in front of her. “Dig in girls.” Everyone started to eat.

Gordon stepped up, “The others can’t hear anything you say, and they can’t read your lips either. Whenever you like, say an ingredient.”- - - - - -

Jenny took a bite of her stew. A few ingredients were obvious. Beef…it was beef right? Yes, beef. Carrots and celery were easy to spot. She moved her fork around and took another bite, oh gross, that’s a bay leaf. She pulled the leaf out of her mouth and set it aside. What else? Well what about the liquid, it must be just stock right? That’s 5, but what else is there? She took another bite, what spices were they? She couldn’t figure it out. She decided to just guess, “Beef, carrots, celery, bay leaves, beef stock, salt, black pepper, onion powder, garlic powder and umm, milk.”

Gordon looked at her, “Hmm, what kind of milk?”

“Uh…2%?” Jenny guessed again.

“No that’s not it. You got 5 right, and I'll give you a bonus one because it uses a commercial sauce that contains salt and garlic. So you’ll lose 4VP.”

Jenny sighed, not great, but she could handle it.

_Jenny 131 VP- 127 VP- - - - - -

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Beatriz thought the stew was good, but she was lost. It was like her taste buds couldn’t function at all without her eyes. There was a meat. It was definitely meat. Maybe lamb? Then something crunchy, oh, it was celery. There was liquid, so water, or maybe a stock. Do they make lamb stock? Probably she thought. Fuck, what would she expect to find in a stew? Oh, maybe flour. Fuck, this was hard. She decided to just wing it, she finished her list with a bunch of other vegetables.

“Wow. Wow, wow, wow,” Gordon said, “The woman who can’t cook has no taste. What a surprise. Well, you managed to get two. Yep, two. Fuck me. I knew you didn’t have to eat anymore but I didn’t realize you’d completely lost your sense of taste. Oh well, I don’t actually care.”

_Beatriz 105 VP -> 97 VP

Trinity sighed, "I'm sorry Beatriz. That means unless you win the wish, you will receive an elimination transformation at the end of this competition."

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Alexandra ate the whole bowl. It was delicious. It was definitely beef stew. She could taste the celery, the carrots. There was a unique flavour there, something she didn’t like, but distinctly remembered. Worcestershire sauce. Probably some stock too, maybe flour, butter. Oh, she found a bay leaf. It was creamy too, maybe a little heavy cream? What else, she couldn’t figure it out. Oh, well, good enough. She announced her list to Gordon.

“Well done, that is 7 right, and close with the cream, but not close enough.”

_Alexandra 129 VP -> 126 VP- - - - - -

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Valerie knew exactly what was in this. She’d spent the last day drinking it quite a bit. She’d even tasted some during Harem Feud. Breast milk. Isla’s breast milk for sure. Weird to put in a stew, but it was pretty good. She figured out the beef, the carrots and celery. There was definitely thyme in here, oh and a bay leaf. Maybe some flour too, maybe butter. There were more flavours here, but if everything else was right, just one ingredient left. It must be a commercial sauce. Like a BBQ sauce or ketchup. She didn’t know. She guessed ketchup.

“Very close, it was Worcestershire sauce,” Gordon told her, “9 right. You only lose 1 VP.”

_Valerie 117 VP -> 116 VP- - - - - -

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“Thank you Gordon,” Trinity said, “Now then it’s time to say goodbye to our clone. Before he is deleted he’s asked to taste the most wonderful thing in the universe so the producers sent me this,” She held up a small black ball, “This is apparently the most amazing thing in the universe. Very difficult to acquire. Takes a lifetime to learn how to make. Would you like it Gordon?”

“Oh my yes.” He said, rubbing his hands together.

“Too bad,” Trinity said. She popped it in her mouth and instantly fell to her knees, “Oh my God! I just came. That was amazing! Oh, bye Gordon.” She waved her hand and Gordon disappeared. “Right then. Time to vote. You can vote as many times as you want and you must vote at least once. Ties will be broken by the other team. Who voted for Jenny?” Nobody raised their hand. Jenny had done the most for them and also had the most VP. It seemed no one thought she deserved to end now.

“Now who voted for Alexandra?” Alexandra raised her own hand. She felt bad about the raw fish. She hadn't noticed it when she served it.

“Next is Beatriz.” Beatriz pulled the immunity token out of her skirt and pressed it into Jenny's hand beside her, then she raised her hand. Jenny and Alexandra raised theirs too.

“Finally Valerie.” Only Valerie raised her hand. She'd done well, but she'd decided she couldn't justify voting for anyone except herself.

Trinity clapped and all the blindfolds were removed as well as the voice canceling magic.

“It's done. Beatriz is eliminated from this competition, and she'll receive an elimination transformation at the very end of this show. I'm sorry Bea.”

Beatriz nodded, “It's ok. I fucked up. I deserve to be voted off. Jenny, keep the token, or give it to whoever you want,” she looked over at Kali, “I don't need the wish. I already got everything I want.”

Trinity clapped again and the beach disappeared. They were all back at the amphitheater. “Now then I'm sure everyone needs a rest, so I'm giving you two hours to relax. Don't worry about being late, you'll all be teleported back here when time expires…exactly as you are so you might want to be dressed. Your choice.”

Trinity smiled as the audience avatars blinked out. Once the last one was gone she was finally able to relax.