Party Games

Indigo

Indigo is once again sitting in her streaming room, getting ready for another long night of streaming. This time, she is going to schedule a solid end point; no need to skip sleeping two nights in a row. Also, Irene is on hand to moderate chat; some of the audience members got really mean last night.

“Konnichi-rawr, Firestarters. It’s the ultimate sexpot of the Monstergirl Menagerie here, Inferno Vixen!”

She rolls her shoulders back to push her breasts out more prominently. “I certainly hope you liked my attempt at this afternoon’s challenge. Thanks for all the support!” She winks at the camera and shimmies a little to get the girls a’jigglin’. “Now I’m ready to stream for all of you nice people in the audience. I hope you like my new streaming outfit. I think it’s rather... foxy.”

Chat seems slower than last night. Indigo looks at Irene in her periphery, who is clicking up a storm.

“So, tonight, I’m going to stream some more Futaba vs. the Monsters. Once again, I’ll take breaks to do some entertaining things when we hit some subscriber milestones. Hey, chat, can you keep a secret? I’ll spoil the 1000 subscriber milestone if you can.”

Again, chat is slow to respond.

“I think I can trust you, chat. Hey, Irene! Turn on your camera and introduce yourself!”

“Um... okay. Hi... chat. I’m Irene, the IT mermaid here on this season of Harem Hotel. Indigo is my bestest friend in the whole wide world. She fed me soooo much cum during the first challenge from her Fashion Francis doll. See?”

Irene squeezes her no longer pettan booba. She probably bigger than that zalamera Skye now.

“Well, Irene, you have been such a good friend to me too. In fact, with chat’s help, I want to give you a very precious gift. That’s right, chat. If we hit 1000 subscribers tonight, Irene is going to take my virginity! Biggest donor will even get to decide how we do it! Looking for lotsa VP here folks, so like, share, and subscribe for all the hot, foxy sex action!”

“Um, Indigo, the audience can’t just... give you VP. It’s not how the game works.”

“I’m sure a resourceful audience member will know how to pay me in VP. They just need the right motivation.”

“Um, Indigo, you have an incoming call, somehow? That’s not supposed to happen.”

Incoming call? Incoming call? How? Who? What? Indigo reads the screen. Spearmint Raene. Mintsy?

Indigo answers the call, “Mintsy! I miss you so much! How are things back on Earth?”

“Sorry, Añil, but we don’t have time to hide behind our personae right now. We need to talk.”

Usually, Mintsy takes my antics with good cheer, with her cute little British accent. This is the first time Mintsy spoke so forcefully, so fearfully.

“How long have I been gone?” Indigo tentatively asks.

“It’s been about 10 minutes since you went off-line. And about 5 minutes since I got the courtesy letter from the Hotel. I’ve had just enough time to check Harem Hotel Hereafter to see that you are live-streaming on your season’s page. How long do you think you’ve been gone?”

“About a week. Courtesy letter? I didn’t get a courtesy letter.”

“So the season hasn’t progressed very far yet. Not good. Not good at all.”

“Mintsy, tell me what’s going on? How do you know about the Hotel?”

Mintsy sighs. “I’m so sorry, Añil. The organization behind the Hotel has an arrangement with the British aristocracy. Part of the deal is that the Hotel sends courtesy letters to potential contestants among the nobles before they are kidnapped. I got the letter, which means they are at least thinking about stealing me away. I don’t know how much time I have left before they come get me. Or even if they will come. Please, I have more people I care about. More people I have to prepare for my potential disappearance. Perhaps if you know why I got the letter, it would help.”

If I tell her it’s because of me, she’ll hate me. Hate me like all the others.

“No idea, Mintsy. Maybe the Hotel will just leave you alone? Oooh, can you send me, like, 98 VP? It would really help me out.”

“Not how the game works, Añil. I got to go. Take care of yourself. The game tends to destroy those who don’t.”

Josie

Tina’s mostly sobered up. Ok, somewhat sober. Fine. Throwing up in the tavern bathroom helped a little.

“Ugh,” Tina moans, “I don’t feel great.”

“Drink your electrolytes and it’ll help,” Josie note, rubbing Tina’s back gently, “Hangovers are caused by a combination of dehydration, electrolyte loss, and the remnants of **** metabolism.”

“Too many... big words there, nerd.”

“Just do what I say.”

The 2 women head back to the table. Tina waves off the other’s concern. If there is one thing you can say about Tina, it’s that she is extremely determined to do whatever she sets her mind to do. Even if it is hide how gross she feels to keep the party going.

Everyone looks done with boozing, but no one quite wants to call the party over yet. Dinah orders a round of Josie’s electrolyte drinks for the table. “Probably a good idea for all of us to replenish our electrolytes. Being hung over in the morning will not be fun.”

“Oh, my sister’s wife came up with a game we could play,” Skye offers, “She said it was a play on some game called ‘Cards Against Humanity’? So, the judge gives a category and everyone else answers it. Whoever the judge thinks gave the worst answer has to drink. Everyone else can drink. Maybe it’ll help us get enough of this stuff down?”

It’s like she grew up on some alien world...

Dinah, acting like Team Mom, assents, “Sure, Skye. Start us off.”

“Um... ok. Food that most reminds you of home.”

Of course she’d do something innocent. “Now, Francis would certainly disagree here, but some of my sister-in-laws have a intrafamily competition every New Years Day making menudo rojo. It’s a soup made with beef tripe. Sitting around the table, eating soup, complaining about drinking too much last night. It brought my siblings together in a way nothing else quite had. None of them even give me grief for not being married with a couple of rug rats running around yet ‘round the menudo competition table. I really should learn how to make it.”

“Can you guess, Skye?” Scarlet asks.

“Pizza?”

“Got it in one. Back home, there are so many small-time mom and pop pizza joints. And everyone has a favorite. Mine’s ‘Joey’s Famous’. Not ‘Famous Joe’s’. Not ‘Joe’s Famous.’ Certainly not ‘Jo-jo Joes Pizza Shoppe and Hip Hop Dance Studio’ (though I did take some dance lessons there). ‘Joey’s Famous’. Grad school is on the other side of the city, so I rarely got to get a pie after moving back, but, when I did, oooh, man. Heaven.”

“Was an Army brat, so I never really had a place that felt like home ‘til after residency. We constantly bounced around from one base to another. Didn’t help that Dad kept getting deployed. Does Dad making pancakes for dinner when Mom was sick during the relatively few times he got back from deployment because he didn’t know how to cook count? Otherwise, I think I lose this round.”

“My first job back in high school was this ice cream parlor. And, one day, this absolute mad lad had me assemble something that he dubbed a ‘cotton candy burrito’. You take a bag of cotton candy, roll it out like a tortilla, see. Then you fill it with ice cream and mix-ins. You tuck up two sides of the cotton candy, then roll up one of the other sides to make a burrito. It changed my life. I gained like 15 pounds that job. Totally made the trauma of him robbing the store at gunpoint right after I gave him his order worth it.”

“Um... Dinah loses this round, but what is cotton candy? You asked about flavoring the foul tasting potion with it this morning?”

“We’ll get you some later. For now, hmmm... My topic... What do you find most attractive in a woman?”

“Boobies!” Tina blurts, “But they can’t be bigger than mine.”

“I think we all know I’m an ass girl,” Josie sardonically states, “Not sure how enlightening this topic is, Dinah.”

“Well, if we are all trying to make Francis into our ideal woman, might help to know if there are any conflicts. What specifically about an ass makes it good?”

“Shapely from muscle tone, not from fat. Don’t think Francis will have a gross fat-ass when we’re done with her.”

“Honestly,” Scarlet offers, “I’m not extremely picky, but I like long legs. Again, good muscle definition. Dancer’s legs.”

Wild card here is Skye. Wonder what off-the-wall answer she’s gonna give? Ear lobes?

“You all are going to tease me,” Skye finally says.

“Not an answer. This is your game.”

“Fine. Her singing voice. Something bright and confident and pretty. Everything my voice is not.”

“Tina loses, simply because her answer seems the least thought out.”

“First celebrity crush! Mine’s Jessica Rabbit. Get it, Rabbit!” She points at her ears.

Maybe Tina’s still a little too drunk.

“Damn, Tina,” Scarlet complains, “Way to step on my actual answer. Though, I’m not sure if a cartoon character should count as a celebrity. And, anyways, shouldn’t your answer be Lola Bunny?” Tina sticks her tongue out at that remark after a beat or two.

Dinah goes next, “My older brother loved watching Power Rangers when we were kids. I kind of had a crush on the blue ninja ranger. What was her name. Tori?”

“Dude, I totally had a crush on a Power Ranger, too. One of the yellow ones, Gia. So hot,” Josie blurts out.

“I know I’m just asking to lose here, but what is a celebrity?”

“I’ll concede, Skye,” Scarlet offers, “How about the girl that made you realize you are only going to be chasing skirts? For Skye, the girl that made you realize you are only into girls.”

“Still going to give a bad answer, Ms. Scarlet,” Skye answers, “The entire concept that males are acceptable romantic partners never even occurred to me until I got here. I was raised to only be into girls.”

“Ugh, mine’s embarrassing,” Tina moans, “So, senior year of high school. Just turned 18. Boyfriend of like 3 years also just turned 18. It was the weekend before prom and his parents were out on a big anniversary trip. So, being horny teenagers, we were planning on having sex. Mutual loss of virginity sex. The guy gets naked and I get scared. First time seeing a guy naked. He was just so big.”

“Bigger than Francis?” Josie interrupts.

“I don’t know. Memory is hazy, there. Don’t interrupt. So, I run out of the room. His older sister is there, babysitting for some reason, and so I ran to her room. And she calms me down. Teased the deets of the situation out of me. Then teased me out of my panties. He dumped me when he caught us in bed. I totally skipped prom to go out with her to a nightclub for not adult adults. Fun times, but still feel bad for the guy, even though he made the rest of senior year absolute hell for me.”

“Mine is certainly less exciting. Back in middle school, we were on a base with Basic Training Units. Saw them running by everyday. The normal guy units did nothing for hornball teenage me. The rare lady units, however, whoo boy. I mean, I didn’t do anything obscene. Just schoolgirl crushes on soldiers in training.”

“I think we already know about mine. I totally started my little volleyball friends-with-benefits thing to seduce my first real-life crush. Didn’t work quite how I would have wanted it to. Now, this one is too juicy for you to not share, Scarlet. How about it?”

“College Freshman year roommate. Not Heidi, my other one. Her name was Alex and she was a total skater punk. And she loooved skating across campus wearing a tartan skirt with nothing underneath. I miss her. Ok, Josie is the only one to have not gone and the electrolytes are almost out. How about you do a round, then we head to bed.”

Oooh. What’s something juicy?

“Ok. We’ve had a week to get to know each other, so let’s see if things have changed. No game or transformations affecting your decision. You need to have sex with someone else at the table. Who do you pick?”

Tina bluntly declared, “Well, of all of you I have sampled, Josie is by far the best pussy-eater. So, Josie.”

“I think my answer changes depending on the goal,” Scarlet muses, “If I’m just wanting a fling, then Josie. If I’m wanting something real afterwards, Dinah. Sorry, Josie.”

“No worries. I got one and a half more yeses than during the opening so far. Dinah or Skye. Who’s next?”

“I think I gave a non-answer during the opening,” Dinah recollects, “saying any of you three. I’m not sure if my answer changed. You all have your positives. Skye, you are still too young for me. Sorry.”

“I am still saving myself for marriage. So, my answer is based more on who I think is most inclined to marrying me than my sexual attraction. I think I’d pick Scarlet.”

“Wow, Skye admits she has sexual desires,” Josie teases, “If all of us would marry you, who would you pick?”

Skye answers simply, “You.”

Huh.

“Tit for tat, Josie. You had me answer my question, now you need to answer yours.”

“I gotta say, when Tina is not going crazy, she’s actually a fun lay.”

Tina, who was looking a little bummed that no one wanted her, perks up. She’s got a pretty smile. And pretty rockin’ tits.

With that, everyone gets ready to go. The mermaid barkeep Circe shouts, “Come back and get drunk with me!” as they leave.

Josie gingerly grabs Skye’s arm to slow her down. “Hey, we’ve barely spoken to each other all week. Why me?”

“Strong back. The others are too soft to make it on the farm long-term. Though I think our future lady love will beat you in that regard.”

“We’ve been stuck here for a week and you still confuse me, Skye.”

“As do all of you, Ms. Josie. As do all of you.”