May-BEE?

Mattie

Mattie missed all of the excitement, as it were. When the two of them woke up in the Master Suite at around 3 in the morning (since Mattie didn’t really plan any morning shenanigans and they both do the reverie thing), she gave Harper a kiss, got her 2 levels in artificer (4 more spells, this Flash of Genius thing, plus a new feat to pick up the poorly named Archery fighting style [given how she’s going to use it]), and started her P.T. suffering while Harper went to go soak. Mattie hates her exercise routine, but she hates group exercise more. So, by the time she finished, Harper had already returned to the Suite, with Honey at hand.

Mattie heads towards her room. Sparkles looks sad, sleeping on a mound of shinies on Mattie’s floor. Mattie peels off her workout gear, tosses it in the magic hamper, and takes a shower. The noise she made disturbed her sex bud enough to wake her.

So, still slightly damp from her shower and nude, she greets the dragon-girl as she takes a seat on the bed, “Mornin’, Sparkles. How’s my sex bud?”

Sparkles, face puffy and red from tears, whines, “Miserable! MY MtF Goddess has spurned ME on Aelene’s date and Scarlet refused to fix ME like I want!”

Patting the bed beside her, Mattie asks for a full explanation. Sparkles, nuzzling into Mattie’s bare breast, provides it. Mattie is both horrified by Sparkles’ actions and concerned about her future. When the dragon-girl stops bemoaning her plight, Mattie rubs one of her weird floating horns. “So, good news, bad news, Sparkles. Bad news, I think Red had the right of it; you need to work out some painful emotional things if you want Sarge to truly love you. Sarge needs to do some work, too, mind you, but you need to think about how others are going to be affected by your actions. Good news, I think I need to work on some things too, so I’ll be with you every step of the way. We’ll talk with Red after the meetin’ to get things started. Sound good?”

“Will you get Scarlet to fix ME how I want?”

“I’ll get Red to fix you how you need, Sparkles. And, eventually, you’ll be glad for it.”

The dragon-girl nods, still puffy-eyed. Whelp, I hope she means it.

Tina

Tina wakes up alone, for the first time in a while. She also wakes up super extra horny; her dreams were quite... interesting last night. Sooo many dreams of Harper being turned into Harper, then having sex with Glitter. She yawns and stretches, then pads her way to take a quick shower, masturbating all the while. Wonder where Josie went off to so early? The warm water runs down her ears, her luscious locks, her skin. Her strawberry scented shampoo smells extra sexy today. Starting to look a little unkempt down there, she casts Prestidigitation real quick to clean up her diamond shaped pubic hair. Gotta look cute for the cuties. Feeling lazy at the moment, she puts on a fresh set of pajamas and saunters over to the cafeteria. Let’s see what the diet tyranny brings me today. Daphne and Aelene are there, sitting in their usual places ‘round the big table.

“Hey, cuties! Daph, you ready for your date today?”

“Hi, Tina! Yup. Pretty much. Just trying to talk Aelene into coming with us today. She should have a chance to spend some time with my Beloved away from Skye.”

“But, I love Lady Skye.”

“I know, Aelene. I love Scarlet, but I’m not inviting her. It’s important to have one-on-one lovey dovey time with Harper, too. Doing everything as a couple may make Harper feel like a third wheel. Do you want that? And, anyways, you’re the only one that hasn’t been on a second date with my Beloved yet. Don’t you want to spend more time with her?”

“All good points, good mermaid Daphne, assuming I understand that third wheel idiom correctly. Very well. If it’s okay with Lady Skye.”

Skye exits the kitchen, breakfast for everyone in hand. She starts portioning everything out, setting plates at the empty seats for those still missing. Mattie and Glitterdust emerge from Mattie’s room. Josie and Scarlet come from the bathhouse. Both have slight scowl when they see Glitterdust. What the dragon do now?

Josie gives Tina a little kiss on the forehead and sits beside her, shoveling food and checking her phone constantly. Scarlet sits on Tina’s other end and eats more civilly. Between bites, she asks, “Alright everyone, what’s the plan for today?”

“We need to have another Tina workout, then I wanna go kick some ass in the dungeon,” Josie begins, only to be interrupted by her phone. She finished her breakfast in 3 big bites, then, still chewing, mutters, “Sorry, gotta go do a thing.” And, with that, she hoofs it out the cafeteria. Gulp. Another workout? But we did one two days ago!

“Well, Aelene, Honey, and I are taking Harper out on today’s date, which will hopefully be a fun time.”

“Ooooh, Lady Aelene, I’m glad you are willing to go. Don’t worry about me. I believe Mattie wanted to spend some time researching our new world. If there is time after a delve, I also have some forging tasks to do.”

“Getting more magic sounds fun,” Tina finally offers, “I guess doing nerd research would be okay. I wonder about what magic colleges would be like over there.”

“Sparkles and I have a favor to ask, Red. Otherwise, researching and delving sounds like a good use of our time.”

Scarlet scowls a little more. “If you want a favor, Mattie, ask properly.”

Mattie rolls her eyes. “Okay, Matron Smythe. Glitterdust and I would like to participate in a group therapy session, led by our esteemed party shrink / monk. Would that be amenable to your interests?” Neither Glitterdust (looking ashamed) nor Scarlet (looking annoyed at the sarcasm) react with particular enthusiasm.

Scarlet sighs, “Seriously?”

“Seriously. Sarge mentioned in passing that I may need some therapy and your treatments sound way better than what the Army offered.”

“Fine,” Scarlet relents, “As long as both of you take it seriously. Cat Cafe after the meeting?”

“You got it, right Sparkles?” The dragon-girl nods, still not looking up from breakfast.

And, with that, breakfast devolves into munching and chit-chat. Still dreading whatever workout **** her wolf-girlfriend will **** on her, Tina continues to glower at the tyrannical diet breakfast. She still eats it, she just wants waffles.

Honey

Ms. O’Connor, heart still aching, finishes up her letter to Dinah. A few tears left little wet spotches on the paper, but Ms. O’Connor doesn’t mind. Honey cocks her head as she watches the turmoil wash over the sea elf’s face like a tidal wave in a storm. The nehtaliante is confused; she intellectually understands what Ms. O’Connor is going through, but she lacks the ability to “feel” it. Emotions look like a frustration, in Honey’s compound eyes. Why do I desire them so? The sea elf gathers her gift, putting it and the letter in an envelope. Honey takes the resulting letter and places it in her prepared mailer, with her cover letter and the appropriate paperwork, already annotated for Dinah’s eventual efforts to fill them out. I hope Ms. Arabella’s legal team is at least somewhat competent.

The two start to head down for “breakfast”. Honey points out the new statue. She could have when they went up, but it is better now. Ms. O’Connor looks a little less troubled and Honey needs the distraction. “It is interesting that you chose to take the more submissive position with Ms. McMattersen last night, Ms. O’Connor.” Her text message, pre-typed to Josie’s number, is ready to go, and, with a press, is sent: “Operation Seduce Me is a go.”

Ms. O’Connor starts to blush. “Ah, I noticed the statue when I went down. I wouldn’t expect you to want to point it out.”

“Yes. You seem to have collected one for most of them now. Just lack a statue from Ms. Daphne and Ms. Glitterdust.” And soon, me.

“True. I’m hoping that we replace the one Josie got, too. That was not a pleasant memory to have memorialized.”

“Still, Ms. O’Connor, why the more submissive position? One would think that, as the Mistress, you should always want the dominant place in the relationship.”

“You know I want to be equals with them as much as possible, Honey. And it’s okay that Mattie wanted to be on top. It was nice, if a little scary at first. So you know, Tina and I did swap around positions when we earned her statue. Only the first time got memorialized.”

“Thank you for the clarification, Ms. O’Connor. Shall we continue?” The two mostly finish descending the stairs, just to see Ms. Wulf waiting for them. Honey summons the potion vial and, with a “Please be aware, Ms. O’Connor, I am choosing to do this.”, downs it. The potion takes effect, giving everything a deep red hue. Honey’s cloaca starts to ooze sex pheromones. Her wings start the mating call. And her desire magnifies to heights unheard of. Her eyes catch both Ms. O’Connor and Ms. Wulf. I must belong to both of them! I need them inside me, this instant!

Ms. Wulf and Honey move in concert. Honey blocks Ms. O’Connor’s retreat, getting so close to the sea elf that she can smell the hints of desire wafting off her with her antennae. Ms. Wulf blocks the exit from the stairs. Ms. O’Connor is trapped in the middle; she looks back, rapidly figuring out what is about to happen.

Ms. Wulf calls out before Ms. O’Connor can interrupt, “Hey, Bug, wanna fuck my old lady?”

“With all of my heart, Ms. Wulf. With all of my heart!”

Josie: +2 VP (Expanded the Harem [Pack Tactics], x0.5 penalty [annoyed mistress], rounded down)

Then, sans Ms. Wulf, the two of them are in the Producer’s grove and the potion’s effects have been purged from her system. Ms. O’Connor looks furious(?). She, staring daggers, growls a single word, “Why?”

“I apologize for the deception, but you have been too occupied this week, Ms. O’Connor. I only have a few more months to live. I don’t want to expire. And, you have shown me much kindness. I would rather mate with you and live than die alone. Surely...”

Ms. O’Connor interrupts with a single hand raised. She looks to Eilistraee, resting her elbows on the desk, asking, “That true?”

“Pretty much. She did get buy-in from basically every one but you, cousin. I did tell her to talk with you about it first, but she never did. Maybe she was afraid of rejection? You have had not great success with your pet dragon, have you?”

Ms. O’Connor sighs, then leans over to give Honey a gentle kiss on the lips. Her eyes are watery again. With a slight smile, she begins, “Okay. I understand. Well, you are one of mine now. I presume you know what happens next?”

“You write me transformations. Then, I can serve as a source of additional VP for your contestants, as a member of your harem that is not in the game. Shall we begin negotiations?”

Josie

Would have thought I would have gotten more points for that. Oh well.

Josie checked her phone for notifications as she waits in the Media Room. The others are slowly milling in. Calypso is already waiting, reading through note cards and preparing for the meeting. Daphne looks hesitant, but Tina pushes the mermaid up.

“Mommy, can I call you Mommy right now?”

“It’s Calypso right now, contestant Daphne. We have a few minutes before the meeting will start. What can I do for you?”

“I’m sorry about last night. I haven’t had enough time as your daughter yet and I did not take you setting boundaries well. So, if you need me to stop thinking about you as my Mommy, it will hurt, but I will do it for your sake. I love you, Mommy.”

Calypso switches to whale and Daphne perks up. With a silent nod, she walks back to the contestants area smiling. Then, Harper appears in the Mistress Jacuzzi, Bug in her lap. Harper gives Josie a bit of a **** stare, beckoning her to come over. Josie walks and Harper pulls her in, “Look, while I am happy to help Honey like this, I expected SOMEONE to tell me about it first. STOP enslaving people to me without checking. Is that UNDERSTOOD?”

That explains the low points. “Sorry. I’ll be better.”

“Good and sorry for yelling. It’s been... a rough morning.”

Calypso starts her spiel as Josie gets in position. “Good morning, Mistress and contestants! It’s Calypso and I am so excited for a busy morning meeting! First on our agenda, as that bit of drama indicated, dear, sweet Honey is now a member of the harem! Congrats! Stand by Mistress Harper and introduce yourself. I presume you remember the questions?”

Honey walks forward, carefully placing her lower arms to cover the front of her abdomen. “Of course, Ms. Calypso. Hello, all. I am Honey and I am a nehtaliante with some sort of mutation that makes me much more intelligent than the average member of my species. My home dimension has suffered an environmental catastrophe, so my Earth has basically become a giant desert planet. Think if your dimension’s Australian outback was filled with sentient versions of the creatures you would associate with harsh fights for survival. I left my home dimension to one more similar to yours to attend law school. I am an entertainment lawyer by trade and, at least for the moment, am representing Ms. O’Connor in various legal matters. I am a virgin, and am looking forward to the Mistress filling my spermatheca with her magical semen. As far as the contestants are concerned, I am most attracted to Ms. Wulf, Ms. Smythe, and Ms. McMattersen, in some order. I have frankly not spent enough time with some of them to quite make a decision about who I am most attracted to.”

“As far as the contestants’ ‘party game questions’, I enjoy mesquite sap smoothies. It is basically all I eat, as mesquite tree sap is the only foodsource from my world that is consistently found in other dimensions. I have not had much time for the frivolities of celebrity crushes, as law school and work has taken up the bulk of my existence. I am most attracted to a sharp mind, which led me to being attracted to the female form exclusively. Males of my species are notoriously stupid. Females of my species are at least intelligent enough to incapacitate a drider or an ettercap without killing it. Did I answer the questions to everyone’s satisfaction?”

“Wait,” Tina has to ask, “if you don’t care about celebrities, why become an entertainment lawyer? Also, can you check my contract transformation?”

“Oh, I lack the social niceties to be a successful trial lawyer. Emotions confuse me. Entertainment law is mostly about contracts. As your harem-sister, I will examine the nature of your contract if you wish, when I have a chance.”

Tina beams. Calypso coughs. “Next, I assume some of you may be interested in Honey’s transformations? Well, good thing we are in the Media Room. Irene, if you please?”

The big media room screen displays the transformations:

Don’t Stick it in Crazy – Nehtaliante have cloacae, which, on females, is found immediately ventral of the giant 18 inch longer stinger, filled with extremely painful paralytic venom. Yeah, no sane (former) human would want to stimulate that. So, Honey and her female nehtaliante offspring will feature a one-way reproductive tract, the entrance of which is fashioned (and innervated) like a human vagina and found on the cranial ventral aspect of the abdomen. It will continue to exit at the cloaca for egg-laying purposes. Male nehtaliante will continue to lack stingers and have no need for changes to their reproductive tract (Nehtaliante).

Queen Bee – Honey is from a solitary wasp species, not a social hymenopteran species, but she may feel like it after this. Honey’s reproductive system is changed to better accommodate her harem sisters’ needs. Honey may continue to fertilize an egg with sperm stored in her spermatheca before laying it; if she does so, a female nehtaliante will be conceived. If she does not fertilize the egg, the egg will be initially inert; the egg will need harem member(s) to touch it to conceive a child. If Honey touches the egg by herself, a male nehtaliante will be conceived. Otherwise, 2 harem members will need to touch the egg and a female of the species that matches the first harem member that touches the egg will be conceived. Eggs will hatch based on species gestation time. Honey will always be carrying at least one egg in her reproductive tract, ready to be laid (Druid).

Smells Like Team Spirit – Nehtaliante have a limited ability to emit pheromones, which is the only way nehtaliante can express or understand emotions. Now, Honey will be able to detect pheromones from the other members of the harem. Of course, just as nehtaliante will reflect similar responses based on pheromones, Honey will start to express responses to the emotions of her nearby harem members. So, if they are happy, she will start to feel happy. If they are horny, she will start to feel horny. Watch out for feedback loops (Nehtaliante)!

That’s why Honey is holding her hands like that. Most of them figure out the first transformation pretty quickly. The more innocent among the harem starts blushing, which causes Honey to twitch her antenna and shiver. Is that embarrassment?

Mattie zooms onto that second one. “Wait, that Queen Bee one gives us a way to have kids by poking at giant wasp eggs? That’s so weird. How did you come up with that, Sarge? Better question, why did you come up with that?”

“Um, actually, Ms. McMattersen, the transformation was my idea, initially. I am happy to help increase the genetic variability of my species by allowing you to help with fertilizing my eggs. As a side benefit, I am aware that many of you want children eventually, but most do not wish to take advantage of Ms O’Connor’s penis envy spell. This allows you to conceive children of your own species without needing to carry the pregnancy yourself. Now, would it be possible to get a breech-cloth to cover my entrance? I am much more conscious of wanting to cover it than my breasts or cloaca.” She shivers harder. That’s gotta be Skye’s Embarrassed Clothed Female affecting Honey.

“I’ll find you something before I leave for the date, Honey. Maybe when you’re not the center of attention, you’ll feel more neutral? Remember, you asked for that pheromone one, too.”

Honey walks over to the contestant area and sits in the back. Josie glances over and Honey does relax a little.

“Next item on the agenda,” Calypso states, “Date summary. So, Mattie did a good job on her date, even getting enough VP to tie for 1st place. Now, her quest was to become first place, so she only sort of succeeded. So, you will be getting only 1 of your two prizes. So, you want the feature upgrade or the improved libido?”

“Upgrade. Why would I want to be less horny, lady?”

“Very well. Here you go.”

The screen updates with her newest feature, souped up:

Flash of Genius +1: When Mattie or another creature she can see within 30 feet of her makes an ability check or a saving throw, she can use her reaction to add her Intelligence modifier to the roll. Alternatively, she can use her reaction to grant advantage on the roll, adding her Libido modifier to the roll. She may do either of these a total number of times equal to her Intelligence modifier per long rest (currently: 3 times).

“Harper also succeeded on her date quest, which was to win the majority of Mattie’s little date competitions, so she gets +1 Dexterity. Now, she’ll win even more shooting contests!”

“BOO!” Mattie razzes. Harper blows her a kiss and the soldier sticks her tongue out.

“We have only 2 dates left before the final challenge, so let’s check on the old leaderboard. Irene, if you please!”

The screen updates to reflect the leaderboard:

• Aelene 156 VP 14 BP
• Mattie 154 VP 14 BP
• Scarlet 149 VP 205 BP
• Skye 141 VP 110 BP
• Tina 136 VP 20 BP
• Daphne 124 VP 449 BP
• Josie 111 VP 150 BP

Mattie razzes again, “BOO! How’d Aelene get more points! I wanna see myself up at the top of the leaderboard at least once on this stupid show!” She winks to let everyone know she’s mostly kidding. Mostly.

“Finally, today is Daphne’s date. She has something planned that I hope will please the Mistress. Tomorrow is the last date of this season with the one who started us off, Josie! Don’t forget to come to either Prudence or myself to make your arrangements today. We are NOT going to be doing the last minute date submission like we did with Dinah. So, unless you have anything else for everyone, we’ll be wrapping things up.”

“Ah, Ms. Calypso, I have something,” Skye says, sounding like she feel unsure if she is allowed to interrupt.

She walks forward, dragging Aelene with her, stopping in front of Harper. “My lady love, with your permission, I picked out my adult name. Silmerana. Do you like it?”

Harper ponders the selection, then brings Skye in for a kiss. “I like it. So, what should everyone call you?”

“Oh, uh, sorry. This is all so new to me. Everyone, you can still call me Skye. Silmerana is just for formal situations.” After a slight nudge from Aelene, she adds, “Oh, yeah, right. For those of you that don’t speak Elvish, Silmerana means ‘of silvery moon.’ Like the color of my hair after The Lady of the Dance blessed me.”

“One, super pretty name, Skye. I like it.” Tina quips, “Second, I think we all speak Elvish now?”

“I don’t,” Josie interjects.

“We’ll get that fixed, Josie,” Harper retorts.

“With that, meeting adjourned. Good job, everyone.”

Beckie: (Brain) Pop Survey Progress: +1

Harper: +40 BP (+20 BP earmarked for contestant modification)