Iona's Interview - (ladyofgoats_)

Iona eagerly sat on the sofa in her living room as the newest episode of Harem Hotel started. She’d been watching the newer seasons voraciously since they’d started coming out. As much as the older, more brutal seasons were perfectly good viewing, Iona was soft-hearted enough to prefer ones where the Host wasn’t quite as mean spirited.

The trans woman bit her lip in anticipation, settling back into her cushions with a big glass of Dr Pepper and some crisps. But then something a bit odd happened, rather than the normal opening of the show a prompt popped up on screen that simply read 'Participate?' with a cancel button to shift down the prompt underneath it. Iona’s mind went into overdrive, participate in Harem Hotel? But… What if she got eliminated? But what if she didn’t? What if she got her wish and… And she could wish for the body she had always wanted rather than have to deal with the hormones and prejudice…

Iona picked up her remote, clutching the red fabric of her chair tightly and pressed the ‘ok’ button to accept her participation in Harem Hotel.

A few minutes later, Iona looked at the application in her hand, here was a choice she could make one way or the other but as she grabbed a pen and started carefully writing her answers to the application form down, Iona found herself almost bouncing in excitement.

She was going to be on Harem Hotel! Or so she hoped anyway, the idea of having sex on screen didn’t bother her, though she did hope that in a world of potential monster girls (including what she was pretty sure was a vampire!) that being trans would not be a big deal for anyone.

"Ok, it's almost over. Do you have any instructions before I start the interview?"

"Try not to create another rogue singularity? Oh wait that hasn't happened yet."

"Haha, very funny. But no, I have no intention of creating one, unless it's for a vacation."

"This one likes monster girls, maybe wear the catsuit?"

"No, thanks, but I'll pass."

"Well, you have the questions already and you know about the milk, so I think you're good. Maybe try to be a bit flashy, this one's a super fan. Don't be boring. You're sure about the catsuit? You look good in it."

The sound of a sigh is heard.

"... She's going to be boring again. Well, better than collapsing time and space I suppose."

Iona, equipped with her oven mitts, opens the oven and observes her cookies. They are finally finished. Carefully, she takes out the baking sheet and turns to her kitchen counter to detach the cookies and place them on a plate.

She turns around with her plate to place it on the dining table, but she finds in front of her a totally different decor.

Without realizing it and in an instant, she finds herself in a new room, facing a woman with pink hair sitting at a table, her dish still in her hands.

"Oh, you brought cookies with you, thank you very much. It will go perfectly with the milk."

The pink-haired woman pours milk into a cup in front of Iona. Her gaze is caught by a golden double H engraved on the cup and suddenly, her memory comes back to her. It's Harem Hotel. She had applied to participate in the show a few months ago.

Iona is frozen in place, partially it is fear that causes her to freeze but it is now also excitement. Was this the host? She knew it could not be a producer, surely they were too powerful and busy to appear to one of the contestants

"Umm... Hi... I... Are you the host for this season?"

Iona shakily made her way over to the table and set the plate down in the middle, easily within reach of the pink haired woman, slipping into the seat and self-consciously reaching up to touch her hair, hoping it didn't look bad if there were invisible cameras in the room.

"Hello and no, I'm not the host." Little Miss says with a **** smile. "But you might be able to meet me during this season. I'm happy to announce it to you, but I guess you already found out, that you have been selected to be our special contestant for our next show! Congratulations!"

A shower of confetti falls on the blonde with applause and cheers.

"How do you feel ? What's it like to be selected for the biggest show of your life?"

Iona raised her hands to her mouth, her smile wide as she blinked rapidly.

"Um, I feel a little overwhelmed to be honest but it's... It's a good feeling. I know I am risking a lot but I want to, it's a roll of the dice and I think that's exciting!"

Iona only just seemed to register exactly what the other woman had said.

"Oh right, umm, well I sure do hope I meet you in the game. Are you the Host's assistant? Or the shopkeeper? Oh, is there going to be a shop? Can I ask who the host is?"

The pink-haired woman lets out a small laugh and with a wave of her hand, urges the contestant to slow down.

"Don't worry, all your questions will be answered soon. But for now, you're here to be interviewed by me. Our lovely viewers are dying to know who you are, my dear." She gives her a smile. "And I say, my dear, but you may have something to tell about it, right?"

Iona clasps her hands more tightly over her mouth to try to stem the flow of questions, she didn't want the audience to think she was annoying or they would pick worse transformations for her.

"Ok, sorry... Umm... Ok where to start?" She pauses and breathes deeply. "My name is Iona Forester, I am a twenty-eight-year-old trans woman living in England... Umm... I really like reading fantasy books and I love doing Role-playing. Sexy and otherwise, I don't know if you have ever heard of LARP? Or if your audience have?"

"I know about live action role-playing games, but our audience wouldn't mind if you talked a little more about it. Perhaps a little summary?"

"Oh, ok... Um... So the way I normally describe it is that it's like Lord of the Rings without the script. So sometimes people play their characters, the ones who gain experience over time and get new spells and abilities... All just numbers and stuff, it's not real magic like you do at Harem Hotel... And then everyone who is not playing a character is a 'crew' so they play all the other roles in the game from villagers to **** knights. Oh, and there are also normally Game Masters who are the ones running the game..."

Iona pauses, flushing a little at how enthusiastic she was in explaining her favorite hobby.

"It's very similar to what we do here. But we use real magic and everything is broadcast. I'm sure you'll be comfortable."

She pours herself a cup of milk and drinks it slowly.

"Now, I think you've already figured out that this season is going to be a bit special. Normally we don't offer to take volunteers on the show and I hope you understand the rather unique position you find yourself in. In return, we will ask you to comply with certain conditions. You'll be playing the role of someone who knows nothing about the Harem Hotel and has just been kidnapped while... Cooking. If anyone finds out about your secret, the fact that you're playing a role... Hmm, let's just say you don't want that to happen."

She then gives a reassuring smile.

"I'm sure it will be a fun experience for you, and our viewers are eager to see how you will handle the show. You will be like a double agent among the other contestants. Will you try to use this advantage against them? Or will you try to help them?"

Iona looks wide-eyed and nods at Little Miss, then seems to take notice that two of the cookies have vanished and feels for sure that she did not see anyone eat them, the young woman shrugging it off as HH weirdness.

"Umm, I think I will go in with the goal to help them. I guess... I know some of the people who are taken on as contestants can be kinda... Kinda awful. So I figure start off helpful but then withdraw that help if they prove unworthy of it?"

"Interesting. I hope everything goes well for you. Now I have a few questions to ask you. Answer them as honestly as you can, even if they seem unorthodox. First of all, can you give us your measurements?"

Iona flushes. "Umm... I don't really know how. I just buy what seems to fit and that works for me, it was never anything taught to me growing up..."

Looking down, Iona bites her lip before taking a deep breath that only hitches a little.

"Oh... Don't worry, we'll sort it out in due time. But our viewers might be curious to know what you have in your pants."

Iona nodded and then her expression seemed to firm up a little.

"Normally I would tell your viewers it's none of their damned business, but I suppose they will be seeing everything laid bare on the show... So yeah I am a trans woman. I... I have never been able to afford bottom surgery, but I have been on hormones for the last few years which has helped..."

"Is there anything special you want in that regard ? You know how the public can be. Maybe they will be willing to help you and offer you a transformation that could help."

"I mean..." Iona looks around her house, hoping she could catch a view of at least one of the cameras she was sure were recording her right now. "I... I would do some really naughty things to get a transformation that would give me the body I should have been born into..." Iona's lower lip starts to tremble a little before she breathes deeply and seems to steady her emotions.

"Here, have some milk, it will help you." Little Miss says as pushes the cup she had served earlier. "This seems to be something important to you. If you are willing to please the spectators, I am sure they will grant your request. So smile, your wish will probably be granted soon. And since you seem to have an idea of ​​your ideal body, what would it look like?"

Iona nods hesitantly and reaches out to take the milk, just holding the glass for several moments before taking a sip. Pushing a slightly **** smile onto her face, Iona looks down at the table.

"Umm... I'd like bigger boobs. My ass is already pretty ok and... I mean I really want to not have to shave my face anymore, I never could get the laser surgery to get that sorted. Umm... And I'd like... Well, y'know... To get the downstairs stuff sorted. Just... Not a womb, I don't want kids..."

Little Miss offers Iona a compassionate smile. "You already know that most of the time, viewers are more than happy to help in this area. And if you win the show, there will always be the possibility of wishing for that body you dream of."

Iona feels a little bit more reassured by the interviewer's smile and nods hesitantly.

"Yeah... That's what I am hoping for. And to go on the show at all honestly, I am such a massive fan of the whole thing..."

"That's the spirit. Speaking of being a fan of the show, what's your favorite season so far?"

Iona looks a little nervous.

"Umm... I.. I mean I really like Shar's season. But sometimes when I am feeling a bit... A bit vindictive and unhappy I... I watch Azure's season. Shar's season is my favorite though, or at least... It's the one I am keeping up with whenever it airs..."

"She's pretty popular. And Azure's season is interesting as well, maybe not for everyone though. Have you seen Sylvia's season too?"

Iona shakes her head.

"I think it was one I started... But well... Life kind of got in the way and I never seemed to find my way back to it. It's all recorded so I can go watch it... I just... I don't have enough time to watch everything..."

"That's understandable. Now let's move on, we have some questions from the viewers. What do you think is the best breast size? What is your favorite color? What do you think of the milk? Are you going to cook for the master?"

Iona nods slowly, gathering her thoughts as she considers the questions put to her. With honesty being the best policy, Iona smiles as winningly as she can.

"Double D is the best breast size I think, plenty to play with but not weirdly out of proportion to the rest of the body, not that I object to breasts bigger than that of course. Umm... My favorite color is dark blue... It used to be black but... The top I was wearing when I came out was dark blue and... Well it became my favorite after that... The milk is nice... I... I don't know if it's just regular milk though?" Iona took another hesitant sip. "I would love to cook for the master, I really enjoy cooking and it would be quite a nice bonding experience to cook for them..."

"I'm glad you like our milk. It's a gift from the host, but I can assure you that nothing will happen to you. The show hasn't started yet after all. Apart from cooking and role-playing. Do you have any other hobbies?"

"Well I very much enjoy reading and writing, umm... I like music and playing video games. Most of my hobbies are just ways to unwind and lose myself from days of work to be honest. I hardly know what I am going to do with myself on the show when the cameras are not on..."

"I think you will fit in perfectly with the other contestants. Now let's move on to the last questions. Can you tell us which paths you have chosen and which one you want to make sure is available for the viewers' vote?"

"Umm, so I chose LARPer because that’s one of my two main hobbies and I love it. It’s my favorite part of every week. Submissive because that’s what I am and love doing, nothing like it. And GM because I like being really creative."

"LARPer and Game Master... seems pretty close but why not. And you didn't answer, but I see you locked the 'Game Master' path. I'm really looking forward to seeing what it turns out to be."

Keeping her smile, Little Miss looks in the mirror then returns to the interviewee.

"Now it will be my last question before I send you to the show. Who would you prefer to be your master or mistress?"

"I mean of all the hosts on the show I’ve watched I’d like it to be someone like Shar, so please at least not a raging psycho."

The pink-haired woman lets out a small laugh.

"Sorry, I think you misunderstood. I was talking about the master or mistress of the harem, not the host of the show. But I'm sure Lady Shar will be pleased to hear that outside of her castle, people seem to like her too. Now, would you like to answer my question?"

Iona's face is a bit red from embarrassment as she answers. "I don’t think I have much of a preference, just someone who would use me right and wants me to have fun as well when we enjoy time together. Obviously their pleasure is the priority."

"A legitimate wish and I hope you find what you are looking for." Little Miss says with a gentle smile. "Alright, that will be all, I hope you are well and I wish you a pleasant journey on our show."

The interviewer stands up and before her guest can move, she makes a small hand gesture, sending the blonde woman into the show.

She then takes a breath... Her body relaxes and she cleans her forehead with the back of her hand, feeling the warmth. She looks at herself in the mirror, she looks a little exhausted, her orange eyes twitch, she walks away and looks at the cookies on the table...

"This will do."

She takes the plate with her and walks through the wall as if it didn't exist. She prepares for the next interview, not returning to the set this time.

As Little Miss is leaving, she hears. "Well, this one will be no problem. Role of a lifetime one might say." And feels a hand pat her head. Whirling about, tray in hand she glares at the empty room.