A Night in the Autumn Room

The maid lead the two of them into the Autumn Room. Everything within it was the color of changing leaves. Reds and oranges and yellows. One side of the room was dominated by a four-poster bed, big enough to comfortably fit the both of them. Two wardrobes were placed on either side of a mirror vanity. On the opposite end of the bedroom was a sitting area with a built-in fireplace. A bathroom door remains ajar, hinting at modern plumbing within. The room was filled with the subtle scent of fallen leaves.

Lyra spoke, “So, bed is there. It may not be as big as the one in your Master’s Suite, Felix, but it should be serviceable for tonight. The comforter will turn invisible once you are under it. That, plus the mirror in the bed’s canopy, should make for a fun night, if you so choose. Ring the bell by the bedside if you need anything: lube, dildos, strap-ons, floggers, whatever. Your Host dropped off a small selection of sleepwear and beauty essentials for Cammy, which can be found in the wardrobe and vanity respectively. Bathroom is over there. Let me know if you need help learning how to use a bidet. Is there anything I can get for you at the moment?”

"No, thanks for now," Cammy said. "We have a lot to get to alone together."

"I'll leave you to it then," Lyra bowed and exited the room.

"Lets wash off," Cammy said. "Then we can get into some more exciting activities."

It wasn't quite as glorious a shower as in Felix's master suite, but it was still big enough for the couple to clean each other, and have a good foreplay session. That foreplay was enough for them to, after cleaning their teeth, to be ready for yet more sex. Even for Cammy this was a lot, but she whispered something to Felix that explained her behavior.

"This is your life now," Cammy whispered. "Many men fantasize about it, but few are willing to put in the work to have it. Understand?"

"I'd never take you for granted," Felix said while being guided to bed. "I didn't really have you until this season after all."

"It's not just me though," Cammy pushed Felix to the bed. "It's everyone else, and you know I'm far easier to satiate than most of the other members of your harem are."

She then dragged Felix into a kiss before he could say anything else. Cammy crawled on top of him, and gently fucked him for the third time that day. Reverse missionary was still a romantic position, but it was also one that put her back in control, and Felix back into a position he was very familiar with: Being someone's sex toy. Even so, he stayed an active partner, and in the process, passed her test. He continued to enjoy a body that had become so perfectly crafted for what he wanted, while Cammy got to continue playing with muscles perfectly sculpted just for her. After all, he was fit, but not gross the far, far too many men were who abused steroids to get their physiques.

They continued to fuck through the night, occasionally glancing up at the mirror above the bed to enjoy their new bodies. Felix was too worn out to take the lead, and Cammy didn't do anything too vigorous as she was also tired from the day's activities. But she wanted him to remember this day, and that meant a day of non-stop pleasure mixed with a gorgeous location. By the time they both drifted off to sleep, she knew she had succeeded...

Felix found himself on a knee, looking down at a royal blue carpet, at his body wrapped in a tunic and breeches, more alert than what he was a moment ago. The sensation of wearing clothes felt a little strange, after being **** into nudity for so long. He almost felt a little stuffy. Almost. He scanned the room, which was different than what he would expect. Polished stone floor, cool to the touch. Paneled wooden walls, with large windows to provide light. A royal blue runner flowed from double doors behind him to a silvery wooden throne before him, lined with soldiers in full plate armor and halberds at the ready. A crowd of nobles in kind of slutty finery stand behind them.

He stared up to the throne. She sat there, elbows on knees, a hand on her chin, considering him. The Queen, the Host who allowed him this vacation. The woman who wrote to him. The former man from a nightmare season of the show.

She smiled, sitting a little more upright, “Arise, Sir Felix.”

After Felix stumbles onto his feet, the Queen stands herself. The room shifts again, this time into a tea room. She pours herself a cup and then one for him. “You take your tea with honey? Lemon? Squid ink?”

Felix takes a second to answer, “I’ll take honey for the tea, thank you.”

She prepares a cup for him and directs him to sit. It is astringent like green tea, but sweetened just right.

“Ask your initial questions, Felix. I know you have them.”

“Do you derive your power from just being a host, or from other stuff?” Felix asked, hesitant. “I’ve only seen you in the lead-up to the first challenge, and so I realize I'm missing a lot of context, but I don't know how you got from there to where you are today. I feel like I've seen you at your most **** and at your most powerful, but none of the steps in between.”

“Mostly other stuff, but, slight correction, my most **** moment during my season was right before the second challenge, not at the beginning. Our set was originally commissioned for a very different season, then shuttered before the season started. The hag took it over. She left a DoD-like dungeon in the show’s design spec. You might remember Tina and Scarlet did a brief delve right before the first challenge? Me and mine dove into it, hard, starting our Week Two. We all basically hit the level cap of Level 20 by the end. I bought some transformations to up my power level considerably, one of which kind of broke reality. I went from what you saw to an immortal quasi-deity by our endgame challenge.

“What is this world?” Felix asks. “I know you said it’s real but it feels fake, and not just because it runs on porn logic. It’s this strange mix of technologies, where on one hand a lot of stuff is medieval, but on the other hand, I was able to get a meatball sub with Cammy today which, to my knowledge, wouldn't have been available back then.”

“That is a very complicated conversation. The simplest way of saying it: the multiverse is real. Events happening in different ways make new dimensions. You may have noticed some things in our Week that looked or sounded odd? My original world looks much closer to yours than this one, but it is a different dimension. The further back the divergence, which I call ‘branch points,’ the more different the dimensions develop. The ‘branch point’ between yours and my old old was less than 100 years before you were born. The branch point between yours and this one is minutes after the formation of the dimensions. Magic didn’t fade here and that makes a huge difference in a whole slew of effects. The tectonic plates literally moved differently due to leylines, a network of magic currents that criss-cross the world here. Leylines are able to power stationary things more efficiently than burning fossil fuels to generate electricity, so the people here never drilled for oil. No oil, no plastic. No plastic, more metal and stone and wood. I mean, you got your starter protein powder today in glass jars. I could go on, but that’s not the point of tonight.”

"I understand that," Felix said. "I kind of knew beforehand, but I needed confirmation that my world is one of several. Heck, it recently became magical, judging by the most recent transformation that happened to Kei Winters and Jamina."

“To move on, your situation on the show is... unique, I would say. Since you fetishize not being in control and your season has the **** theme, your Host giving you what you want means some of the people who tried to destroy your life now can use you however they wish. They have been given the desire to use you in a particular way. If you let them get away with it, they will take over everything. Like I said to you in that letter I wrote you, you NEED to be more proactive.”

“The first step would be to see that you need to do it. I think you’ve come to that conclusion already, but it’s still important to say. At the very least, it shows that you are making progress.”

“Second step is how. As you have expressed, that is the tricky bit. The Host usually gives the Master or Mistress a power to exert control over the harem. Some use it well, the first time I used one of mine went... poorly. I doubt your Host will give you one. I already made a suggestion with my letter. Onomancy is not my specialty, but all it needs is a voice, a lot of gumption, and a little knowledge. I got something for you. Hopefully, it’s a light enough touch that your Host will just think you’ve been studying.”

A snap of her fingers, and Felix feels like he can suddenly breathe in a way he couldn't before. And he can recall some things denied him, some things he never knew. The sensation is odd. The tabletop changes as words appear. A transformation, formatted differently than the ones he has seen on the show:

• Inexorable Pronouncement – Felix cannot have his voice constrained or be otherwise rendered mute. He knows the true names of all souls bound to him, including his own (if he doesn’t already know it). He is also immune to any effects that would prevent him from remembering or saying a true name of a soul bound to him (Onomancy).

“I’d recommend practicing before springing it on your more troublesome contestants. Going off half-cocked is a great way to lose this game. Again, onomancy is not my specialty, but the principles are simple enough. Trust me when I say that you’ve experienced a very low grade version of it. You know the ‘Mom Voice?’”

“The ‘Mom Voice?’”

The Queen busted out an example, a tone that caused him to blanch, words that caused him to blush, “Felix Walker, did you go to bed without giving Cammy a dozen orgasms? You know better than that.”

The Queen paused, smirking a little. “Onomancy is metaphysically tapping into the Mom Voice, essentially. You need to empower your voice, grab the right tone, and issue the command. You do it right, they will be more compelled to follow your command than you did as an elementary school lad when your dear mother caught you in the cookie jar. Questions?”

“How should I practice it?” Felix asked. “I can’t exactly just talk to myself or say, a mirror, for this type of thing.”

“I would recommend practicing with one of your companions that you trust. Cammy is the most likely candidate, though I suppose Noah or Hailey would do as well. Practice with a simple, benign command. ‘Touch the wall over there’ or something like that. When they can’t resist the command on a regular basis, you’ve mastered the skill.”

“Are there any drawbacks I should be wary of?” Felix asked. “The demon seems to be very careful around her own name, and I’ve tried to hide names from her because I was worried she’d find out about them. It seems like this magic will warp the way I think, much less interact, with other people over time.”

“The two things to worry about would be your true name turned on you and preemptive strikes.”

“Best way to avoid the former is to hide your name. Humans, current and former, do have it a little bit easier on hiding their true name. The full name is the true one. The demon only has the one name, so it’s hard for her to do something like hide a middle name. Now, most demons usually come up with a public facing name. For example, the Harem Hotel season with the pretentious Italian name is Hosted by a demon with a public name of Lucian. So, your Host choosing to ward hers instead of just using a different one in public is a bit of hubris. It was the reason why I thought of giving you some onomancy lessons in the first place.”

The Queen continues, “In a battle of opposing onomancers where both knows the other’s true name, the stronger will wins. Deafening yourself can help, as could Silence spells, but the bigger voice will eventually win. Best not to pick fights.”

“Best not pick fights is good advice for the other problem. The best way to counteract any caster, it would be to stop them before they get off their first spell. If I KNEW I was about to go up against an onomancer, I would have ear plugs in and plan to drop the caster before I am caught. The onomancy spells come too fast to use a counterspell on. So, when you use the power on the troublesome ones, come up with an initial list of commands, an iron-clad list of rules to prevent them turning on you. You are still human, after all.”

“As far as that last concern, welcome to being a Master. Being a Master will set you apart from others, trust me. Another complete season you likely have access to, Harem Hotel: Cruise Edition, ended up with the Master going from a low level corporate lawyer pre-show to a man that becomes President despite having a dozen public wives and girlfriends. I would bet you that, by the time your season is done, you’ll be independently wealthy and on the path to be immensely powerful. You’ll need a way to support your companions somehow.”

“Once you get a grasp on it, your command power would be as far reaching as Andy’s; you wrote to him, if I remember. The command powers can really mess with you if you **** them. Again, the first time I used one of mine went poorly. My other one I use more than I expected I would, mostly in court to get people to stay civil.”

A snap of the fingers, and the book Felix was given appeared. “You likely don’t have a lot of free time at this point in your season; every week gets more hectic. You’ll remember this dream. Take the time to study. I’ve... temporarily reversed that learning disorder you just got a retroactive diagnosis for and boosted your brain to let you absorb what you need in time. And let me know if you need anything else. Remember – it’s not about the numbers.”

And Felix was suddenly alone...

Vizrokoth considered this a very successful excursion indeed. Felix had gained some confidence, and Cammy had taken an interest in their long term that no one else had been able to in the harem yet. She had pushed him towards a diet and exercise plan that'd be integral to his long term health after the bunker, along with reinforcing that he owed things to his harem. Exercise for him was preparing him for his real job, which was pleasing all the women with extremely high libidos the demon had made for him.

The demon made sure to hide herself in the Autumn room's bathroom while the couple woke up. Through scrying magic, she saw Cammy slept on top of Felix, something that warmed her heart. After all, Vizrokoth had made Cammy, and that included ensuring she wanted the master's touch on an emotional level, not just a sexual one. Felix had plenty of people willing to fuck his brains out after her alterations, but precious few who wanted him on a deeper level than that. Noah might get there someday, but even there, it was a relationship of friends with benefits, although the most recent reality adjustments from the slime girl had made them far closer friends than they had been before.

Eventually, the demon heard, and saw through her magic, Cammy waking up, and then doing the same to her boyfriend so as to start the day.

"Hey babe?" Cammy woke up Felix with a sweet whisper. "Did you have sweet dreams?"

"You could say that," Felix said. "Got help from a host. We have some stuff to practice, but if it works out, I might be able to deal with some more... problematic people in my Harem."

Good, Vizrokoth thought. Felix had learned a trick or two about onomancy, perhaps including finally getting the chance to finish the book he had gotten. The demon wasn't fully sure of Paisley's plans for the week, but she suspected she had enough in mind to keep the master busy. If he was going to take advantage of his new transformation, he would need time to practice.

Before Cammy could respond to Felix, Vizrokoth entered the bedroom from the bathroom. "I hate to say this, but it's time to go. Do note it has only been an hour or so since you've been gone in the bunker, so it will be a bit before lunch."

When the demon said that, she threw both Felix and Cammy a protein bar. "I know got Felix a new diet, and while they don't perfectly fit, the bar will be significantly better than his standard breakfast."

After handing out their quick breakfast, the demon opened a portal, and motioned the couple through. After giving Vizrokoth a tired but thankful look, Cammy went into the portal, and took Felix with her. She did hope the dream the boy had would give him confidence, but not too much. After all, he didn't actually know her full name...