Meetings and Magic

Beckie Petersen

Beckie loves this part of her job: reprimanding a subordinate.

“I glanced through the daily VP earning report and I note that naked slut hasn’t earned her VP for showing her slut body to her fellow sluts.”

“You know, usually the host handles most of the VP data entry for the Master dates,” the fish stick on the other end of the line replies, “Since we don’t wear clothes and she never does, it just slipped my mind.”

“Doesn’t matter. You are making me look bad.”

The staff member on the other end starts to grumble in their dumb fish language. “We’ll fix it when she earns VP from Indigo.”

The berating is interrupted by the five **** sluts walk in together just in time. Poop. Wanted to hit someone with a negative VP punishment again. Oh well. I got a different kind of fun for today.

“Good morning, slut slaves, and welcome back, audience, to Harem Hotel! While our naked slut didn’t really play the game like she should’ve, her incidental efforts were enough to get her to first place! Though, maybe next time, you could actually try to sexually please The Master? I mean, that is the whole point of your enslavement. Tonight is, of course, cyber slut’s night. Speaking of cyber slut, she is once again late to the meeting. I won’t dock her this time, as the staff is bringing her in now. I bet she had a fun time entertaining them last night. Would you all give her a round of applause!”

Lazy good for nothing fish were supposed to have her hauled up by the time I got to that cue.

A few moments later, a mermaid pulls herself and the end of a rope out of one of the water tubes in the bathhouse. She tugs on the rope as she shimmies towards the large pool of warm scented water, struggling the whole time. When she’s able to dive into the pool, she has the upper hand. The mermaid’s far superior swimming abilities overpowers the flailing Indigo. The cubana is yanked out of the tube, trussed up in rope. The mermaid transformation fades from the young pervert. No one claps; the naked slut goes to check on her, “Indigo, are you okay?”

Skye: +10 VP (Displayed Naked Slut Body to Fellow Slut [5 instances])

In between sobs, the cyber slut blurts out, “No. They made me do laundry!”

Naked slut gives cyber slut a look of confused disappointment. The other 4 sluts are snickering, with various levels of discretion.

“So, cyber slut, ready for your other last place prize?”

The cyber slut gulps.

“That’s right, cyber slut, you are getting a transformation. A permanent reminder of your failure last night. And, oh boy, is it a good one! Quite popular with the audience. As in, this option got a whopping 2/3rds of the vote. The other options, in fact, never even had a chance. Let’s apply it... now. Boop!”

Beckie cackles as the ropes around the cyber slut tighten ever so slightly, retying itself into something more revealing. The ropes curl around the pervert’s breasts, lifting and separating, just shy of cutting off blood flow. Ropes loop around her forearms, tying her arms behind her back, pushing her breasts forward. It criss-crosses her tummy before fashioning itself into a thong, digging in between her lower lips. The ropes shift ever so subtlety, rubbing the cyber slut’s clit in a teasing manner. The slut looks... confused. Like a good **** slut should.

“What did you do?”

“Maybe you’ll figure it out. In the meantime, here are your clothes back. You can even wear some of them!”

The cyber slut’s clothes from last night fall on top of her with a wet splat. Beckie cackles again.

“Anyways, I got Matlock to watch! Today is a 2-parter, back to back. I bet you’re all soooo jealous. Toodles!”

And, with that, Beckie teleports back to her cozy little abode on the island, ready to watch Andy Griffin solve crimes.

I love my job.

Tina

Everybody else is going to be distracted by what happened last night, Tina muses as she once again sneaks away from the ending morning meeting, Now is the perfect time to go try that thing I saw yesterday. Don’t need any of them to try and talk me out of it.

She enters the indicated room (selecting the option with a stylized sign reading Dungeons for Damsels) and is hit with a wave of Ren Faire level nerdiness. Obvious fake stone line the walls, with heraldic tapestries and shields with arms displayed. Shelves with bits and baubles for sale: potions, trinkets, playing cards. Tina picks up the deck and starts to examine it.

“Oh, no, human, that really shouldn’t be for sale. Gimme,” a voice says to her side, “We don’t need to derail the campaign this early.”

Tina turns to see a mermaid behind a counter. Softer looking than the ones she half-saw last night, but still more muscly than Josie. The mermaid’s scales remind her of a pet betta fish she once had: black outlines of dark blue and indigo scales. The fins are reminiscent of the flowing betta fins, too. This particular mermaid fashioned some bits of coral to resemble a pair of round glasses; the effect doesn’t quite work, as she lacks the glass needed to go into the coral frames, but it’s kind of adorkable.

Tina hands the deck of cards over to the mermaid behind the counter. The mermaid sighs, waits a beat, then takes a deep breath. She starts what sounds like a rehearsed opening pitch, “Hello, adventures! I am your fun-loving and super sexy Dungeon Mermaid, Daphne! Welcome to the Hotel’s infinite dungeon! I sell a bunch of fun transformations and items to help you explore the depths of playfulness and perversity I have designed for you all to enjoy! Prizes await inside: VP, BP, and even the super rare PP! How can I get you started today?”

“Oh, I was wanting more magic and you seem to be the gal to give it to me. I don’t know about the rest of that...”

“I’m sure once I give you a taste of what I can offer, you’ll want to dive right in! The only thing better than a little magic is a lot of magic, and earning XP from killing monsters will level you up way cheaper than just buying levels with BP. Let me just pull up your character sheet. Tina, right?”

“How’d you...”

“The ears, cutie, the ears. You’re the only bunny girl in the harem. Anyways, I see you have a Level 0 sorceress transformation already, so the easiest starting point is to evolve it to a proper Level 1. That way, you can earn XP in the dungeon to get more magic. If you want a different class, you can buy the Level 1 for that class instead. I can give you a discount for sorceress, though. What are you wanting to do here?”

“Whatever is the most economical way for me to get more magic.”

“Ok, sorceress it is then. I got two options to choose from. The Quick Start Transformation option has me, your Dungeon Mermaid, making all decisions for your Level 1 transformation for you; after that, you can make the other decisions as you level with XP or BP as your cute little bunny heart desires. The Custom Character Creation Transformation option let’s you make those Level 1 decisions instead. Since we are going with sorceress, I am usually allowed to give you a 20% discount since we are just evolving a transformation; that bitch Beckie did leave a note to screw you over massively if you came by, but fuck her. Quick Start will cost you 80 BP and the Triple C will cost you 400 BP. Which one would you like?”

“But I only have 50 of the dumb phony-baloney Monopoly money things. What can I get for that?”

“Hmm... Let me speak to my manager.”

“You mean that gross hag that told you to screw me?”

“No. My big sister Ariel. I’ll be right back.”

Tina hears a splash as Daphne apparently talks to her manager. She barely got time to spend as a mermaid last night (and was pretty focused on what Josie was doing to her the whole time), so she didn’t really get to experience their telepathy. Tina jumps a little (if, by a little, one means halfway to the ceiling) when Daphne pops back up unexpectedly.

“So, big sis approved my loaning you the rest of the BP needed for you to get the Quick Start transformation. I am to offer the same deal that Erato gave the small egg sac girl yesterday.”

“Wait, Skye took out a loan?”

“Yes. She bought a baby grand piano. Erato offered her a magic one, but she took a boring normal one instead. Her loss. Anyways, The Master can easily pay off the balance of the loan, like he did for the piano, or you could pay it off yourself with BP when you get enough. I will warn you, our interest rate is both very predatory and very... superfinancial. Since I need to read through your backstory and whatnot to make the most thematic decisions, we’ll be doing this tomorrow. I’ll check with The Master to see if The Master will be paying your loan balance off for you and let you know. You can pay your portion of the BP after I let you know but before I apply/explain the transformation. If The Master pays but you chicken out, I still get to keep what The Master gives me. If you change your mind again, what I get from the Master today won’t apply to that purchase. Deal?”

The mermaid offers a webbed hand. Tina shakes it.

“Deal.”

Dinah

Dinah sits at a cafeteria table with most of the girls. Tina snuck off immediately after the meeting and Scarlet did the same soon after. Why does she have tap dancing shoes?

Skye is cutting a slice of cake for Indigo, who is still struggling against her new undergarment ropes. Josie sits by Dinah and gives the de-aged doctor a look. Looks like Team Mom has to lead this thing.

“So, Skye, how was last night? We meant to talk with you about the professor before you went up, but we never got around to it. I’m sorry if last night was upsetting.”

Skye offers Josie a second slice, who respectfully declines. She turns to Dinah, “It was upsetting, but The Master gave me many things to think about. With The Lady of the Dance’s blessing, we’ll be fine in time. Would you like another slice of cake? Don’t want the rest of it to go to waste.”

Why not, Dinah thinks, this meeting will go smoother with some more chocolate. She nods in assent.

Skye cuts another slice for herself, then sits down beside Indigo. She offers a bite of cake to the young pervert, saying, “I apologize again, Indigo. I hope you’ll forgive me for avoiding you. Here, have a bite.”

Indigo leans forward to take the chunk of cake from the fork. Dinah notes that Skye’s gaze lingers a little longer at Indigo’s breasts than she would expect. The trussed-up girl smiles at the chocolaty goodness, then turns to the older women to bark out, “So, is someone going to explain what’s going on with this puta cuerda?!?” The rope, sensing Dinah’s spike of irritation, loops around Indigo’s mouth and tightens, becoming a bridle-like gag.

While Dinah is guessing about context clues, Josie pulls out Indigo’s phone, uses Indi’s face to unlock it, and pulls up the text for her new “feature”. Indi looks somewhat less annoyed, which makes everyone less annoyed. The rope slackens enough for Indi to speak again, “So, this is kind of hot, minus the whole ‘it gets more restrictive when you’re annoyed at me’ thing. Does anyone want to play with my app right now? Be nice to test it before foreplay with The Master tonight.”

Indigo is gagged once again. She groans into the rope digging at her cheeks. Dinah gives Josie a look.

“We have something else to address, if you don’t mind,” Josie begins, “There were some developments that happened last night after the game we want to talk about.” And Josie begins to describe the escapades of last night, then the discussion in the showers afterwards. Indigo looks like she is crying but Skye is, surprisingly, just kind of neutral about it.

When Josie finishes explaining the tentative rules, Dinah begins, “So, before we make this official, we wanted to make sure you two were okay with Tina, Scarlet, Josie, and, I suppose, myself having a sexual relationship with each other in addition to the professor. So, thoughts?”

Indigo, still blubbering, tries to speak through her rope gag, but it just comes out a snotty mess. Skye gives the pervert a gentle pat on the shoulder. She turns to the doctor and replies, “Will whichever one of you two is currently annoyed by Indigo please forgive her? It’s hard to have a conversation with a cord wrapped tighter than a bridle in your mouth.”

Slowly, the rope loosens, only for Indigo to bawl, “It’s not fair that you all were having sex while I was stuck learning how to clean bedsheets. When am I going to get laid?” The gag tightens right back up.

Dinah sighs. “Indi, if you remember, our goal is to get everyone to 100 VP and a big part of that is for you to have as many firsts with the professor as you can. You can see that it would be counterproductive for one of us to have sex with you before you do it with the professor, right?”

The trussed-up girl nods, very reluctantly (as far as Dinah could tell).

Dinah continues, “In the meantime, let’s all try to smooth out how rocky this relationship has started. Maybe you could try to take an interest in us outside of sex? I’ll try my best to do the same. But for now, you have a date to plan. Do you want help?”

Josie rolls her eyes and mutters, just loud enough for Dinah to hear, “I’ll believe Indi can think of us as more than sex objects when I see it.” Then louder, “I think we’re done here. I’m going to go jog around the island.” With that, Josie walks away.

Dinah shouts, “Wait, Josie! I don’t think we’ve resolved this yet.”

Shouting from the bathhouse, Josie exclaims, “I think we have. Or at least as well as we can with me here.”

Once she is completely out of the room, Indigo’s ropes loosen considerably. While she still can’t use her arms, the gag portion has unwound itself. “Can I at least have some more cake?”

Skye resumes feeding the streamer. Dinah notes, “Thank you, Skye, for trying to be considerate of Indi’s feelings. You were quite quiet while Josie was outlining our proposal. What are your objections?”

For the first time, Skye looks actively annoyed. She responds with a sharper tone than expected, “Ms. Dinah, why would you think I would be offended by who you decide to make love to?”

“Um... well...”

“While not common, there were families in our community that consisted of more than 2 wives sharing a marital bed. Granted, none of those families had seven wives sharing a bed, but I have no issue with sharing my lady love with you or Indigo or any of the other contestants, provided that The Lady of the Dance approves of the coupling. Or septupling, as it very may well be. My Goddess teaches us to pursue excellence in whatever arts we practice. That includes the art of lovemaking. Did you know we had a small brothel in our community for those wishing to practice the marital arts? Just because I feel called to save myself for my future wife does not mean I look down on you if you wish to practice pleasing her for your wedding night. Please, stop judging me based on whatever odd standards you hold yourself to and start judging me based on my devotion to my Goddess. I have no objections to your plan, provided my lady love and I will be welcomed into it once we are ready and that you lot accept the love of my Goddess when the time comes. And, with that, how’s the cake, Indigo?”

Indigo is a little stunned, her mouth agape. A fresh bite of cake resets her brain. She chews. “It’s good. Could use some cinnamon, maybe?”

Skye’s face indicates that she doesn’t like that idea.

“I think these ropes are going to make it a little too hard to have a proper planning session. I’ll mostly just wing seducing The Master, but I think I need to be alone for the rest of this. Thanks, Skye for the cake and for being nicer to me than I deserve.” Indigo wobbly stands up and walks to their dorm room.

Skye starts to peck at her cake. Dinah feels guilty.

“Sorry, Skye, for underestimating you. I obviously don’t know enough about your religion and was assuming it’s as prudish as the ones around me back home. Please forgive me.”

Skye’s smile returns. “Apology accepted, Ms. Dinah.”

“Odd question, but were you checking out Indi just now?”

The naturist blushes, “Um... not exactly. The rope she’s **** to wear... interests me. The Sacred Texts briefly mention how the Goddess’s sisters and brothers would use silk ropes in certain... marital rituals. In the privacy of bedrooms, some of the wives in the community would practice human equivalents. Do you think our lady love would be interesting in that?”

It’s Dinah’s turn to turn beet red. And here I thought Skye was going to be the prudish one.