Waking Up From A Dream or Was It A Nightmare?

Lynn woke up early and found it difficult to fall back asleep. Oh. MY. GOD! Zach is holding me… After several long seconds where her brain had short-circuited, Lynn finally thought about the night before. I kissed him. More importantly, he kissed me. Now if only I could have him to myself. Then again, I would never be enough for him… Damn Delilah! This transformation is utter bullshit. Bleh, just the thought of having to help Heather is making me sick. Even if turning her into Zach’s toy has some appeal. Hmm… but what to do with the others? He said he would probably not be intimate with Melinda… meaning that despite what she did to him, he hates her less than Heather. Piper… Piper… what to do with Piper… Fuck this curse! Zach could turn her into his dream girl, literally customizing her however he wants. I hate the fact that I want him to do that now. I wonder if I can actually get him to do that… Caroline will be an obstacle, though. Finally Xin. She… has potential. I do owe her for getting Zach to realize that Heather isn’t worth his time, and it isn’t like she can really be blamed for what happened. Yes… I’ll start with helping Xin. We are roommates after all. Lynn had a wicked smile on her face as she continued to bask in the joy of being held by Zach.

Several hours later, she heard Piper and Caroline get up. She pretended to be asleep at that time, but saw them both get dressed and grab something light from the kitchen, and then sneak out the door silently. Piper could have stuck around to thank Zach for keeping her out of that tentacle nightmare. Whatever, I’m sure she’ll be a lot more compliant tomorrow.

After another twenty minutes, Zachary let out a yawn as he stretched. He then noticed Lynn pressed up against him in bed. He stared down at her, confused and slightly alarmed. Lynn rolled over and smiled up at Zachary. “Morning, sleepyhead.” Lynn reached up and grabbed his face and kissed him.

Zachary was now very confused and alarmed. “Lynn! What are you doing in my bed… last night did we… You kissed me!”

Lynn pouted, “Don’t tell me you don’t remember last night at all. Our ****, Delilah, Harem Hotel. Any of that ringing a bell?”

“Wait… that wasn’t all a dream?” Lynn propped herself on an elbow and shook her head. “Then… last night…”

“We both confessed we had feelings for the other, but were both too chicken shit to tell the other directly. Also, a confirmation that you are incredibly dense, as I wasn’t really subtle about it.”

“Fine, I get it.” Zach looked around. “A little surreal. Also, do you know where Piper and Caroline are? They were here last night, right?”

Lynn frowned, “They were. They left this morning, clearly not wanting to be here when you woke up, if possible.”

“That’s fine. I’m glad for the space, so I can figure out what to do about Heather.”

Lynn let out a dismissive grunt. “What about her? She’s not your problem anymore. This isn’t on you. Just let her get eliminated when she decides to run her mouth, or gets curbstopped in a challenge.”

“That wouldn’t bother you? After we know what elimination might mean?”

“She. Is. Not. Your. Problem. Anymore. Zach! That cheating skank lost any right to expect you to care about her.”

“You’re forgetting something else.” Lynn gave Zach a questioning look. “Her replacement.” Lynn seemed about to say something, then closed her mouth and turned pensive. “I’m not sure I’d like someone else dragged into this.”

“Oookay, that’s fair. You aren’t thinking of giving her a pity fuck or something like that, are you?”

“No, I’m not. I had considered ordering her to be nude for the entire night, though. I’m willing to bet that would give her at least a couple of points, so she could be safe from getting eliminated outright. Speaking of that, I actually would like to get a pretty solid buffer going for you.”

Lynn smirked, “Well… Professor Blackstone, how forward of you!”

“Lynn, I’m being serious! Delilah said if you ever have negative VP, you would be eliminated. We weren’t told what all could cause VP loss, but any loss right now could push you negative.”

“Well, not any loss.” Lynn correct. “I have some VP already. Not a lot, but some. Look.” Lynn pointed to one of the screens on the other side of the room. When Zach followed her finger, he saw a screen just like the one in the lobby, with all their names and their VP scores. “I have four points, and Melinda has two.” Lynn got out of bed and then shimmied off her pajama pants, while wiggling her butt in his direction. She glanced back over her should seeing him staring at her panties, and her shirt flew off a moment later. Lynn leaned over the bed, showing off her meager cleavage. “Now… you wanted to build up a buffer, right?” Lynn teased while slipping off her panties and climbing on top of him. “I know one way I would be absolutely thrilled to do.”

+2 VP Show Master your breasts (x2 First)
+2 VP Show Master your pussy (x2 First)
+1 VP Show Master your entirely nude body (x2 First)

Zach placed a hand on either side of Lynn’s waist as she kissed him passionately. When Zach pushed back on her waist gently, Lynn pulled back and frowned. “What!?”

“Lynn, I don’t want us to just screw. You’re too important to me for that.”

“God damnit! Of course you would say that.” Lynn got up and stormed off into the closet to get dressed.

I might have been able to handle that better… Zach waited for Lynn to come back into the room before getting up. Lynn had decided on a rather revealing outfit. Thigh-high stockings, a skirt that barely went down to meet the stockings, and a low-cut blouse. “Lynn—”

“Zach, save it. Thank you for caring about stuff like that. I’m annoyed we haven’t had sex yet, but you’re right. It would be better if it weren’t just us screwing one another. Just promise me that you won’t have sex with any of the others first.”

“I can do that.”

“Good, also, I guess I took care of your issue with my score too,” Lynn smirked, pointing to the screen again. Zach saw that she had gained ten points over the last few minutes. “I guess getting naked in front of you worked after all. I’m going to go check out my room and check in on my new roommate. Also, have you considered how you are going to improve Piper yet?”

“I haven’t. Not sure I’ll use the points unless she asks or gives me reason to.”

“Zach, for once, don’t hesitate and just use them how you want to. Frankly, with the way Delilah has acted, I wouldn’t be surprised if she would intervene if you actively refused to allocate the points. She doesn’t seem the type to be cool with that.”

“I’m at least going to talk with Piper about it first. I also want to see if she’s going to be a problem, too.”

“Fair enough. Have a good day, Zach, and come find me if you need anything.” Lynn ended her statement seductively as she walked out the door.

Zach shook his head at her teasing, but was smiling. After a shower and getting dressed, Zach decided to leave the suite to explore the hotel until he had to be back here this evening with Heather. Zach let out a sigh at that thought. I do not look forward to tonight.

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Piper and Caroline headed directly to the cafeteria, though after the elevator ride, Piper wasn’t sure she was still hungry. “Ugh… why does it have to lurch so much?”

Caroline shook her head at Piper’s complaint. “I would guess either simply to make us uncomfortable, or because of its odd design. Personally, I think it is both.” They both continued down the hall and entered the cafeteria, finding Heather looking rather bedraggled, sitting at a table while picking at some food on her plate. She looks… haunted.

Piper saw a buffet setup and walked over to it, with Caroline following. Both were surprised to find actually good food laid out. Fresh fruit, scrambled eggs, pancakes, and sausages, all piping hot except for the fruit. There was also a request station for anything not simply laid out, plus a dry section, for toast, bagels, and cereal. After filling up a plate, Caroline looked at Heather and was about to move to sit with her. Piper stopped her and spoke in a hushed voice. “What are you thinking!? It’s a bad idea to be around her.”

Caroline frowned at her daughter, “I don’t care. If treating Heather like a human being causes Zach to hate me, then we were screwed in the first place.” Caroline marched past her daughter and went to sit with Heather. Piper hesitated, then sighed and followed Caroline.

Heather looked up at the two women who sat down across from her. In an extremely tired voice, Heather said, “Morning. Can I do something for either of you?”

Caroline could see Heather’s fatigue. Her hair was still wet, and looking over her clothes, a t-shirt and jeans, Caroline realized that they were a bit damp as well. “Are you okay?” Caroline reached out and gently placed her hand on top of Heather’s.

“Okay?” Heather gave a nearly manic laugh. “Okay? No, no, I am not. You know what I did after entering my room last night? It wasn’t sleep for quite some time. I wrote my resignation letter, since I can’t work anymore.”

Piper hesitantly asked, “How bad was the room?”

“Bad. I’m exhausted for a reason. I was looking for something to distract myself from… from the tentacles, which is what ended up with me writing the resignation letter. I couldn’t even control what I wrote completely, either. Piper… I would avoid the room for as long as possible if I were you. I grabbed clothes and showered in the gym this morning. There are tentacles everywhere in the room. Everywhere.” Heather turned back to Caroline, who was still holding her hand. “That's just the tip of the iceberg of shit, though. I don’t know how either of you is keeping things together right now. We were made property last night. We’re Zachary’s things to do with as he pleases.”

Caroline gave Heather a sympathetic smile. “Heather, I know things look bad, but—”

“Mom, shut up. Don’t try to downplay this. If I were in her shoes, I would be worried about just how fucked I was. Hell, I’m in a much better position than her and still am worried about how fucked I am.”

“We aren’t property, and I refuse to believe that Zachary can or would simply do as he pleases with us.”

“Mom, we literally are. That is exactly what Delilah called us, and frankly, it’s the truth. Zach can alter me however he wants. Heather, on the other hand, is now completely dependent on Zach to survive. What would she do if Zach refused to let her spend money for any reason ever again? She would either do what Zach wants or starve since she can’t buy food for herself anymore. As far as what Zach is willing to do? He looked more than willing to let Heather turn into a living dildo last night. Melinda, too. I bet it doesn’t help to realize you are also screwed because Zach hates your guts. With good cause from the sound of it.”

Heather just nodded, “Pretty much. I can’t even throw myself at him in hopes that I survive this.”

Caroline said, “You could try to reconcile with him. There are plenty of couples that survive one partner cheating on the other. Maybe this is your chance to work through your issues.”

Heather let out a snort, “No way that happens. Especially with Lynn here. She hates my guts, pretty sure she always has. I’m screwed. I’m at least going to keep as much of my dignity as I can. I’m not going to willingly scrape and beg to simply survive to be a ****.”

Heather retracted her hand and stood picking up her dishes. “Thanks for the chat. I’m going to go figure out how I’m supposed to survive tonight.”

Caroline caught Heather’s wrist, “I could talk to him for you.”

“Your funeral, but I won’t stop you.” Heather then walked off, leaving Caroline and Piper in the cafeteria alone.

Piper then hissed at Caroline, “What are you thinking!? You want to advocate for her!? Are you crazy!?” Piper was getting a little hysterical.

“Piper Louisa Brown, I taught you better than to act like this.”

“Fuck! Mom, this isn’t the time for your treat everyone with respect and kindness routine. We are in very real danger. Trying to help her makes that a lot worse. Even she realizes that. I’m not saying we need to be cruel to her, but it could easily come down to one of us getting eliminated or her. If it comes to that, I’m not hesitating.” Piper stood up angrily and stormed off, leaving her breakfast unfinished.

Caroline just rubbed her face in exasperation, then she finished breakfast and cleaned off the table.

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Melinda woke up early in the morning and really wanted to get up out of bed, but couldn’t. When Delilah had said there was a bed, she hadn’t technically been lying, but Melinda did not look forward to sharing it with Caroline tonight. She was trapped inside a pod that wouldn’t open until a set time. The full-sized mattress wasn’t really uncomfortable right now, but stuffing another person into the pod was definitely going to be a tight squeeze. There was a white noise generator that Melinda wondered if it was meant to actually help her sleep or if it was for something else.

I’ve got two days until my ‘date night’ with Zach. I have to figure out a way to at least get him to give me a chance. Melinda reached up and felt her newly enhanced bust. Damn, are these heavy. I guess I need to go to the store today, after getting something to eat. None of the clothes in my wardrobe fit me properly anymore. Guess that means that ridiculous nurse outfit is my only option. At least I don’t have to worry about being groped all the time. Melinda bit her lip as she remembered the stinging sensation on her rear when Zach spanked her. Okay, breakfast, then shopping. Maybe see if I can get to know one of the others. Melinda let out a sigh of relief when the pod opened, letting her get up and go about her day.

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Xin woke up to the sound of an alarm clock, and she immediately noticed another sound in the room. She sat up still in her schoolgirl outfit, not wanting to risk being an idiot the following morning. She saw a ghost that appeared to be dressed in a butler’s outfit moving about the room and going through her wardrobe.

The ghost turned to Xin and, in a weary British accent, said, “Good morning, Lady Lee. You may refer to me as Jeeves, or whatever else you prefer.” Then Jeeves muttered under his breath, “Stupid, uncultured plebeian.” Then he continued in a normal tone. “My purpose here is to assist you and Lady Bowen in preparing for your day’s activities and for your Master. I’ve taken the liberty of selecting three outfits for you from your wardrobe, depending on how much of a bimbo you wish to be today. Your violin is on the table over there, should you need it. I must regretfully inform you that I do not qualify as an audience.” Jeeves did not seem disappointed in the least that he wasn’t a viable audience for her. Jeeves presented three options for Xin to change into.

The first would definitely make her incredibly dumb. “Are you serious about that? That looks like a stripper’s or hooker’s clothing.” It was a pink latex mini-skirt, and a short matching halter top that would show off a lot of midriff, six-inch stilettos, and a g-string with no bra.

“Ah, I see, a proper young lady. I shall remember that.” Jeeves tossed the revealing outfit to the side.

The second outfit consisted of a white button-down blouse, a dark blue blazer with gold trim, a gold tie, and a knee-length blue and gold plaid, pleated skirt with navy stockings, two-inch heels, and a gold ribbon to tie back her hair.

“That… where did you get all of that? I’m pretty sure I don’t own all those things, and didn’t Delilah say I would only get this outfit?” Xin gestured down to her current attire.

“Ah, that is correct, but see, you are in the Gilded Cage. One of the perks of this room is me and my ability to select outfits for you. Most of this was actually stuff you owned anyway. The skirt and tie were the only things I actually had to pull from the hotel’s collection.”

“I see. Well, I like that one. I’d at least like to try it on to see how it affects my intelligence. Can you show me the last one?”

The last one was a slutty Halloween costume of a schoolgirl taken to the ****, including a blonde wig.

Xin sighed, I’m willing to bet that might actually make me more intelligent. “I’ll try that one on, too, but only to test out my transformation. Though I’m not interested in the wig.”

“Ah, you misunderstand, Lady Lee. Either you take my selection as is, or you don’t. Also, I’m afraid you will have to pick between the two choices, and won’t be able to try on both.”

“What if I simply take the wig off after leaving?”

“You won’t be able to,” Jeeves said, disinterested in the entire conversation.

“What if I’d prefer just to keep wearing what I have on instead?”

Jeeve’s mouth shifted into a frown, and he scowled, “I’m afraid that won’t do. If you insist on being a troublemaker, I’ll simply have to take corrective measures tomorrow.”

What does that mean? Wait… “Jeeves, what if I decide to pick something you didn’t select?”

“I will make a note of it and the infraction for review.”

“Infraction? What do you mean?”

“As I stated, I’m here to prepare you for your day’s activities and for your Master. Your schedule is by your violin.”

“My schedule?”

“Yes, of course. Accommodations such as these come with responsibilities. Responsibilities that I am to ensure are fulfilled.”

Xin got up out of bed and saw the schedule.

• 7 am: Get up, Shower, Get Dressed, Apply Makeup
• 8 am: Breakfast
• 9 am: Free until Lunch
• Noon: Tea with the Master (Pending Master Availability)
• 1 pm: Music practice
• 3 pm: Study time
• 5 pm: Dinner
• 6 pm: Free until Curfew
• 10 pm: Curfew

“What if I decide I don’t want to do these things?”

“Failure to meet expectations shall result in punishments. The type and severity of punishment depends on many things, such as whether you willfully refused to comply or if something else prevented you from complying. Of course, your schedule is subject to change at the Master’s whim. If he wants you to do something in particular that overrides your schedule.”

Well, this isn’t actually that bad. The only thing here that seems odd is the makeup being required. Then again, study could mean a lot of things. “Where is this music practice and studying supposed to take place?”

“In the music hall and library, respectively.”

“I’ll take the more formal-looking outfit then.”

“An excellent choice,” Jeeves said with such sarcasm and disdain for Xin that she was taken aback.

Xin decided that now wasn’t the time to push boundaries and went to shower. The hot water felt great to relax as she lathered her hair with what seemed to be a nice shampoo that smelled of strawberries. She followed it up with a cherry blossom conditioner. The smell turned her on just a bit, which was when she noticed just how aroused she was. She was just about to slide a hand down between her thighs, but caught herself. No, if I do that, I’ll get more aroused, learned that last night. I’ll have to either play for others or do stuff with Professor Blackstone. This… this is going to be a problem.

Xin finished up in the shower, leaving slightly frustrated as she really had wanted to masturbate. She noticed her previous clothes had vanished, and her new outfit was laid out for her. She got out a hair dryer and a brush while wrapping a towel around her torso. Once her hair was dry, she got dressed and tied back her hair with the gold ribbon. Okay… that was… odd. Xin looked at the ribbon and realized she felt like she had to put on the ribbon. Xin reached up and removed the ribbon from her hair, but the second she tried to leave, she felt that feeling again; she needed to put on the ribbon as well. I guess this is what he meant by I wouldn’t be able to take off the wig for the other one. I’ll have to keep that in mind.

Xin exited the bathroom and was immediately caught in a tight hug that definitely caused a popping sound from her spine. “Hey there, roomie! How’d you sleep? I slept great up in Zach’s suite. I see we have a ghost butler, what’s that about?”

Jeeves said in a drone, “I have a name…”

“What is it?”

Xin immediately said, “It’s Jeeves.”

Jeeves replied, “It is not, but you are free to call me such.”

Lynn pushed, “What is your name then?”

“My name does not matter. Feel free to call me whatever you wish. I will know when you are talking about me.”

“Ooookay… Jeeves, for now then. So you look nice, Xin. Didn’t figure you would have something like this just in your wardrobe. I thought you only got the one outfit.”

“Uh… yeah. I mean. The skirt and tie aren’t mine. Apparently, there’s some fine print with this room. You might want to check on your schedule so as not to have problems tomorrow.”

“Schedule?” Lynn tilted her head to one side, confused.

Xin walked over to grab her schedule and hand it to Lynn. “Jeeves here said that if I didn’t follow this schedule and pick one of the three outfit choices he offered, ‘corrective measures’ would be taken.”

Lynn turned to Jeeves, “Do I have a schedule?”

Jeeves continued his long, drawn-out way of speaking, “No. You stayed with the Master last night. Only when you stay in here do you have these responsibilities. If you desire, though, I can provide you with some outfit selections, but you seem to have already dressed for the day.”

“I’m good, thanks. So Xin, breakfast?”

“Uh… sure, but I need to put on some makeup first. I’m sure that if I forgot, I’d get penalized tomorrow. Considering the tentacle room… I don’t want to find out what penalties look like here.”

Lynn nodded, “I do not envy Piper, that’s for sure.” Lynn went over to the vanity and saw there was quite a bit in terms of options for makeup. She glanced back at Xin, then back at the options. She picked out a red lipstick and a blue mascara that matched her outfit. “Here, these will look good on you for tea with Zach.”

Xin took them and went ahead and applied them. She shook her head slightly. “I can’t tell if my parents would be thrilled or disgusted by how I look right now.” Xin said while looking herself over.

“Let me guess, they wanted you to be their perfect little girl, marry a doctor or lawyer, and give them lots of grandchildren?”

“Pretty much. They practically disowned me when what happened with Heather came to light.”

“Oh, so they're bigots too.”

“NO! … Okay, yes… a bit. My mom more than my dad. Though they don’t have a problem with gay people, really. They have a problem with me, specifically, being interested in women.”

“Ah, let me guess, you’re either the oldest or an only child.”

“Only child.”

“And therefore their only hope for grandchildren. Considering you have a pretty heavy accent, I’m guessing your parents were immigrants from China.”

“Yeah. I’m surprised you could tell. Most people have trouble distinguishing my accent.”

Lynn then replied, “Wo xue le si nian de zhong wen, si nian de ri yu he si nian de han yu, suo yi wo neng hen qing chu de fen bian chu zhe xie kou yin de qu bie.”

Xin blinked in surprise, “I… I have almost no clue what you just said. Something about studying Chinese?”

“Yeah, I know Chinese, Japanese, and Korean fairly well. The accents are distinct if you know what you are looking for.”

“I kind of wish I knew that many languages.”

“I could try to teach you some if you wanted.”

Finished applying her makeup, Xin turned around to face Lynn. “Why are you being so nice to me? It’s obvious you are into Professor Blackstone, and you can’t really be happy—”

“Let me stop you right there. First, call him Zach or Zachary. You are going to be sleeping with him eventually. Unless you really want to push this teacher-student play that you’re being partially pushed into.”

“I really don’t.”

“Then stop with the professor shit. Second, yes, I like Zach. A lot. No, I’m not happy you are here or that I have to share him. I literally thought I finally had my shot, and then we got dragged here right as I was hoping to seal the deal. As for why I’m being nice to you? You helped Zach realize what a skank Heather was. It might have been by accident, but that actually is a point in your favor instead of against it. As much as I hate Heather, I would still be pissed at you if you had known she was Zach’s wife.”

“That still doesn’t explain why you are being nice. Not really.”

“The two of us are going to have to room together for most of a week, and then there’s my transformation. If I have to help improve the rest of you for Zach, you’re the best option by far. Piper and Caroline have… potential, especially if Piper stops treating Zach like a creep. Heather and Melinda, though… they can go fuck themselves. Frankly, if Zach hadn’t brought up a good point this morning, I wouldn't care if Heather got eliminated even.”

Xin covered her mouth in shock. “You… you can’t really mean that. Even if you hate her, no one deserves that to happen to them. Being turned into a literal object.” Xin paused, and from Lynn’s expression, she could tell they weren’t in agreement about this. “What did Zach say that changed your mind?”

“That someone else would be brought in as a replacement. She has a pair of sisters. Between them and her mom, well, I might hate her, but they don’t deserve this. Hell, her relationship with all of them is strained because she cheated on Zach. If Zach and Heather had had a child, I’m pretty sure that her family would have told Heather to get fucked, and be supporting Zach 100%.”

“Still, it seems **** to punish her that much for a mistake.”

“What you did was a mistake. What Heather did wasn’t. Maybe you weren’t paying attention, but she specifically said she slept with you to spite Zach and her parents. I’m pretty sure she knew you were one of his students, too. She did it specifically to hurt him.”

“Don’t you think her getting eliminated might hurt him, too?” Lynn considered Xin’s words while staring at her intently. “I… I just mean… They were married for a while… even… even if she betrayed him, to watch someone you cared about fade away… it isn’t going to be easy.”

“I really only see two likely outcomes for Heather. She either gets eliminated or ends up as Zach’s servant. He isn’t going to forgive her, that’s for sure.”

“What about you?”

“Me? About what?”

“Well… I mean… what about whatever you did to Zachary? If he finds out, do you think he’ll forgive you?”

“Delilah is full of shit about that. I’ve always tried my best to help him.”

“That doesn’t mean you didn’t hurt him in some way? Judging by the tags on your transformations—”

“Those are also bullshit! Yeah, I am his childhood friend, but I’m not obsessive, and I’m certainly not his bottom bitch whatever that means.”

“Um… it’s… well…”

Lynn could tell that Xin knew what it meant but was hesitant to explain. “Out with it. I’d actually like to know.”

“Well… a bottom bitch is a pimp’s top ranking prostitute. Like you would manage and recruit his other women, bring in the most money, and likely be the pimp’s most trusted woman.”

“Oh, so it’s saying I’m Zach’s go-to girl for everything?”

“Sort of, I guess?”

“In that case, I guess that sort of tracks, but it's a really crappy way of putting it. Especially because I’m not a prostitute and Zach is definitely not a pimp. I wouldn’t trust those tags too much, though. I’ve made it clear how I feel about Heather, but a gold-digger or housewife she is not.”

Lynn sighed, then continued, “Look, we’ve gotten off topic, and it’s nearly 8 am. Let’s go get breakfast before you fall behind schedule.”

Xin looked at the clock. “Oh, Shit!” Xin stood up and bolted out the door with Lynn following her. The two took the elevator and arrived at the cafeteria. Xin saw the clock there read 7:59 am and hurried to grab something to start munching on, just in case simply being in the room wasn’t good enough to count. After stuffing a bagel in her mouth, the two grabbed breakfast.

Lynn noticed that there was a stack of three trays in the return area. Guess most of the others have already eaten and left.

Lynn sat down across from Xin to continue their conversation. “Xin, I’d like to help you. Not just help you get close to Zach, but also help you from going crazy from arousal. Right now, you have to play music for an audience or do something with Zach. I figure you might want a friend who is willing to listen to you play.”

“But you’ll get my arousal then.”

“So? Unlike you, I can reduce my arousal myself. You can get me all worked up, and I can go masturbate, or go find Zach myself. In exchange, you can let me use you to satisfy my need to curate Zach’s harem to some degree.”

“That… I really didn’t think anyone would willingly listen to me play.”

“I’ll listen. I just hope you aren’t actually terrible. Now, I’ll make sure Zach is available for tea with you, as long as you don’t mind me joining. You can even play for him and me at that time. Then you can continue the rest of your schedule afterwards.”

“What if I make Zach so horny that he orders me to do something with him? Like what if he orders me to satisfy him for getting him turned on?”

“That’s why I’d like to be there. If he gets horny, I’m more than happy to take care of that. Though I think you should do something with him, just so you aren’t sitting at 0 VP. He brought up that sitting at 0 VP is rather dangerous because that means anything that causes you to lose points would cause you to be eliminated. So what do you think?”

“I… I don’t know. I really feel awkward having others listen as I play.”

“Xin, you realize your face is already rather flush right?”

“Okay, you might have a point. Let’s do it. Do you think he will like the way I look?”

Lynn gave Xin a once-over. “Yes. You’re very much his type. Now, after breakfast, let’s go shopping to see what we can spend our vast wealth on.” Right as she said that, Lynn noticed Melinda had entered and filled up her plate. As Lynn made eye contact with her, Melinda hurried to sit at another table and not look towards her, but Xin had other ideas.

“Melinda! Come sit with us.” Xin said cheerily.

Melinda looked like a deer in headlights, clearly not wanting to offend Xin but also wanting to stay the hell away from Lynn. Ultimately, Melinda sat down next to Xin and deliberately avoided making eye contact with Lynn.

Xin smiled, “Melinda, want to join Lynn and me for some shopping after breakfast? Maybe join us for tea with Zach?”

“Uh… I was thinking about going to the BP store after getting a bite to eat. I think I would like to avoid Zach for right now, though.”

Xin frowned, “How are you two going to get past things if you won’t talk to him?”

“They won’t,” Lynn said coldly. “Even if they talk, Zach isn’t going to forgive you.”

Melinda looked ashamed. “I know. I’m not looking for forgiveness. I’m just looking for a little mercy.”

Lynn pursed her lips. “Hmm… That might be possible. Not that I personally think you deserve his mercy. He’s been in daily pain for nearly a decade because of you. He was a great archer and had a shot at making the US National junior team if not for his injury.”

“I just want to survive this hellish show. If I have to beg for that to happen, I will.”

Lynn looked at her contemplatively. Hmmm… I can think of a few things to turn you into for him… Yes… anyone of those would do nicely, but which to focus on… “I’ll see if there might be something you could do that would at least show Zach you’re sincere about making things up to him.”

“Really?” Melinda looked hopeful but shocked.

“Yes, but don’t expect my help to come for free. The only one higher on my shit list than you is Heather.”

“What do you want?”

“I don’t know yet. When I do, I’ll let you know.” Lynn stood up and put her dishes in the return stack. Lynn then sat back down to wait for the other two to finish their meal. When they had, Lynn said, “Alright, let’s go to the BP store first. I think there might be other places to spend BP on as well, like the Bar, and I saw a button marked ‘The Red Light District’ which is probably the most erotic stuff on they have available. Shall we?” Lynn stood and gestured towards the exit.