Swimsuit Edition: Scores & Aftermath

Azure

A sweeping aerial shot showcased the Harem Hotel castle in all its majesty before slowly zooming into the outdoor pool. The contestants and master were now gone. In their place were two women, Jezebel and Azure, which the camera zoomed in on the latter while the former was still floating topless and blissed out from her massive orgasm.

As the shot settled on the host, it showcased her in her red bikini. She stretched out on lounge chair that was levitating in the pool's center, the legs of it just dipping into the water. In her hand she held a tropical drink with decorative flowers.

"Well, wasn't that fun?" Azure asked, addressing the audience. "I really have to hand it to our contestants for making this party happen. Way to go, girls!"

Azure pouted. "Well, at least most of you. Unfortunately, Lauren and Olivia decided to be total party poopers and miss out. They would have been punished harshly if this were an official event. But the players made it an optional party, so they lost only my sympathy." She giggled, "Just kidding."

She took a moment to adjust her bikini top, making sure to push out her cleavage for the camera. "In any case, it's time to tally up some scores!"

An animation of the words "Pool Party" taking over the screen before exploding played. Cheery music played as Azure got to work.

"As I explained earlier, we'll judge their performance differently this time based on how they impacted Levi's overall enjoyment of the party. Of course, if specific actions they took stood out, they will be judged appropriately."

She added, "We'll be diving into the master's **** heart for this one, meaning we'll be judging the girls with feelings Levi may not realize he has." Azure winked. "Such is the nature of love."

After taking a sip from her drink, Azure bellowed a cheer of excitement. "So, in no particular order, let's start with the only Peterson who showed up."

A new series of graphics appeared on the screen. Video playbacks showcased various objectifying moments of Kaitlyn at the pool. On the left side, bullet points with scores appear one by one.

Kaitlyn Peterson

• Seduction: (1 VP / 4 VP)
• Fun: (2 VP / 4 VP)
• Bikini: +1 VP
• Mod: Minimal Outfit Change: -1 VP

The bullet points stopped as Azure offered her commentary. "Though Kaitlyn rocked the swimwear, it's important to note that it wasn't much more revealing than her now-standard cheerleader apparel. After all, she already shows all the cleavage and midriff you could want, and the skirt is so short that she might as well be in panties."

She gestured to her own red bikini. "Part of the appeal of a sexy swimsuit is seeing the new goods that the chick typically conceals. Thus, Levi wasn't getting anything new, so the bikini bonus was negated. Moving on."

The bullet points resumed.

• Awkward Flirting: -1 VP

Right away, Azure once paused her presentation to talk. "While Harem Hotel fully supports sucking up to their master, both metaphorically and literally, you gotta at least sell the illusion. Unfortunately, Kaitlyn's early attempts at seduction just made everyone awkward. Thankfully, she stopped before it worsened, but it didn't start things on the right foot."

• Moving Musical Performance: +3 VP
• Opinion improved: +1 VP

"Kaitlyn may not have even been trying to reach Levi with her music, but it struck a chord with him—pun intended. It's amazing how much music can communicate without words."

"Finally, their time together improved what the master thought of her. Considering his usual interaction with her is with Lauren or her apologizing for Lauren, it makes sense that this is the first time he got to know the real her.

The points tallied themselves up:

• Kaitlyn Total: +5 VP

"Moving on, let's talk about Tomoko,"

The playbacks changed to show the purple-haired babe. Even more than Kaitlyn, the camera angles unabashedly showed her body. New bullet points emerged.

Tomoko Nakaya

• Seduction: (2.5 / 4)
• Fun: (2 VP / 4 VP)
• Bikini: +1 VP
• Mod: Minimal Change: -1 VP
• Mod: Really made Bikini work: +1 VP

"Like Kaitlyn, Tomoko already wears skimpy attire, making her outfit change less noteworthy. However, she gets a bonus point because she made that work. I mean, look at her."

Azure paused to let the various ass and titty shots, which now took over the entire frame, speak for themselves. So blatant were they that the audience could be forgiven for not noticing the bullet points resuming.

• Gave Master a Boner: +1 VP
• Gave Master a Boner: +1 VP
• Mod: Repeat Boner: -1 VP
• Intimate Cuddle: +2 VP

"You may be surprised that the cuddling was only two points," Azure explained. "Well, that's because the sexiness from it was already covered by the seduction and boner bonuses... or 'boneruses.'"

• Opinion Unchanged: +0 VP

"Finally, Levi's relationship with Tomoko didn't change during his time with her. He entered the party knowing she was a flirty bag of T&A and left thinking the same thing."

• Tomoko Total: +8 VP (Rounding Down)

"Moving away from Ms. fanservice, Elena Mendez is undoubtedly the most complex case we have today. So, let's dive right in."

The screens shifted to giant Elena as the list began.

Elena Mendez

• Seduction: (2 / 5)
• Fun: (2.5 / 4)
• Fun Mod: Already Friends: -1 VP

"I should explain. It's been discussed before, both here and in other seasons, that a contestant's original relationship with the master can impact how significant their gains and losses are. For example, sex with a wife is less valuable than sex with a former enemy."

Azure took another sip of her drink before resuming. "In this case, Elena gets a slight debuff in the fun category, considering she's already his best friend. If only our master hadn't been so gosh darn forgiving for her abandoning him, she could have kept that extra point, but such is life."

• Bikini: +1 VP
• Won Belching Contest: +0 VP
• Made master Laugh: +0.5 VP
• Painful Lecture: -6 VP

Azure took a deep breath. Her playful facade changed to total seriousness. "Now, let's talk about Elena's major loss here. You probably think it's unfair for her to get the full wrath of the penalty when she had done so against her will. You may be yelling at your screen that the minus six should be modified."

The videos changed to show how Sophia and Kaitlyn had been controlled to show Levi their bodies. Azure used these to illustrate her point: "After all, rewards **** by compulsions have gotten debuffs in the past, so shouldn't penalties?"

The clips returned to Elena. "The difference is that in those cases, the compulsions were constructed by the game itself, not by any individual players. But in this circumstance, Ji-Woo spent her hard-earned BP to make an active choice as a contestant."

Azure pounded her fist into her hand, a determined expression on her face. "She was taking the game into her own hands. And what fun would a game be if you couldn't screw over the competition?"

Azure smiled as she raised her index finger. "By the same token, Elena is more than free to fuck over Ji-Woo as well. Turnabout is fair play, as they say."

With her long explanation out of the way, the next bullet point came up.

• Saved Master from Jezebel: +2 VP

Azure crossed her arms, frowning. "Now, if it were up to me, Elena would have lost points for cockblocking him from some bimbo pussy. But for some reason, he appreciated her intervening."

Azure shrugged as the clips changed to Elena back in her regular form, totally nude.

• Accidental Nudity: +5 VP
• Mod: Already seen naked: - 5 VP
• Mod to Prior Mod: Previous nudity was her alternate form: +4 VP
• Mod: Covered self and fled: -2 VP

"Wow, that was a lot of back-and-forth for absolutely nothing," Azure laughed.

• Opinion Decreased: -1 VP

"Though the master didn't mean to, he couldn't help but become a tad more weary of Elena after today, both from her deeply uncomfortable tirade at him and from scaring him when he tried to counter." To prove her point, a clip was shown of Elena shouting at Levi for not understanding Ji-Woo's good qualities.

Azure couldn't help but let her sadistic smile creep out from her bubbly persona. "That's the trouble with starting the game with the best relationship. There's way more room for it to fall."

• Elena Total: +2 VP

Azure sucked in air through her teeth "Oof, only 2. That's rough, girl. Still, two points are enough to tie in first with Olivia, so she can afford to underperform. For now, at least."

The visuals changed to the next girl.

Sophia Maoulin

• Seduction (1 / 4)
• Fun (2 / 4)
• Regular Swimsuit: +0 VP
• Adorkable: +1 VP
• Made master uncomfortable: -1 VP
• Made master empathetic: +1 VP

"These last two points refer to Sophia's social awkwardness's impact on the master. He could entirely relate to the anxiety. But that's a double-edged sword, as it also reminded him of everything he hated about himself. Still, her total communication failure and predisposition to get flustered were also cute in their own way."

• Offered boob to master: + 4 VP
• BONUS: First to (voluntarily) let master Grope them: +3 VP
• Mod: Slapped Master's hand away: -3 VP
• Ran off Early: -2 VP

"Sophia made a great move by allowing the master cop a feel and could have significantly benefited. Unfortunately, she had to stand in her own way by immediately taking it back and fleeing like a child. Poor Sophia, you had a good thing going but must commit to it."

• Opinion Unchanged: +0 VP

"Finally, the master still isn't sure what to think of Sophia, considering she either retreats or is swept away whenever he tries to get to know her. And today was no exception."

• Sophia Total: +6 VP

Azure looked excited as the visuals changed once more. "Now for something spicy. Let's see how Ji-Woo's gambit went for her."

Ji-Woo Summers

• Seduction: (1.5 / 4)
• Fun: (1 / 4)
• Seduction Mod: Did so against Resistance: +1 VP

"As I said, a contestant's prior relationship with the master can impact how certain things are scored. And Levi's fear of Ji-Woo should be the ultimate boner killer. Yet despite that, our lovely secretary managed to excite another male of the Summers family with that bikini-clad Korean ass, at least for a moment. That alone is worth celebrating."

• Bikini: +1 VP
• Bonus: First to curse opponent: +3 VP
• Opinion Change, Unknown: +0 VP
• Ji-Woo Total: +7 VP

"It's too soon to determine if the master thinks any differently about Ji-Woo. He undoubtedly felt more comfortable around her, being in the same event for three hours without running for the hills, though that's not a high bar. More importantly, it remains to be seen if the suggestion she planted through Elena will bear fruit."

Azure clapped her hands enthusiastically. "Our corpo-whore really showed initiative on this gamble. I'm so excited to see how it turns out. Will this be the play that puts the valiant underdog ahead of her foes? Or is it the act that will make the house of cards collapse at her feet?"

Azure raised her glass in a toast. "You'll just have to keep watching Harem Hotel: Payback Edition to find out!"

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Sophia Maoulin

Sophia sat upright in her bed, her legs deeply wrapped in her blankets, as she stared blankly into space. Her laptop rested unused on a nearby table. Sophia didn't want to talk to anyone, even an AI version of her friend.

She still hadn't gone back for her glasses, and her blankets were damp from coming directly here without bothering to change her swimsuit. Her lack of doing so was half due to exhaustion and half due to a paranoia that Levi would "accidentally" stumble in and on top of her the moment she started changing.

'Maybe him falling on me wouldn't be a bad thing,' she thought. 'I mean, it's the only way I've managed to get VP without screwing up.'

Though that wasn't entirely true, she reminded herself as she looked at the scoreboard.

No matter how many times she replayed the party in her mind, she couldn't figure out how she had gotten 6 VP. She had done everything wrong and had expected to join Ji-Woo and Lauren in the negatives.

Instead, Levi's friend, the confident and sexy Elena, had gotten the lowest score, which baffled Sophia. She couldn't help but wonder if something happened when she left.

To make matters more confusing, Tomoko, the buxom bombshell, had only won a few more points than Sophia despite how shamelessly she threw herself at Levi.

The point scaling made no sense. It would have been less troubling for Sophia if she had lost points. At least then, she would understand what was going on. How on earth were they supposed to play if they had yet to learn how things were awarded?

She sat up, cradling her head to think. What had she done to overshadow her failures?

'Maybe he just liked being around you,' the memory of Kate—the real Kate, not the AI copy Sophia had made—said to her.

"But why would anyone want to be around me? We have nothing in common," Sophia replied out loud.

As she said this, she couldn't help but remember her countless conversations with her roommate. She had always encouraged her and countered Sophia's belief that she was 'too weird to date.'

And yet, every time Kate tried to take her somewhere to meet boys or even girls, Sophia felt awkward. She couldn't connect with any of the people she was introduced to. Their ways of thinking were just too different.

Even when she went to events that matched her interests, such as the school's anime club, she only talked about the shows and never got any closer to them. Even among the weirdos, she still felt like an outsider.

Ultimately, she figured it was too much work for little benefit. She was more than happy to get her sexual gratification from the online fiction she wrote and read. There, she explored fantasies that no actual human could live up to.

Of course, there had been the time she tried dating an internet fan about her work. But that had been so traumatic that…

She shook her head, not wanting to remember it. Instead, she focused back on her original question.

"Maybe… maybe he really did just like me… for me…" she said slowly. She then shook her head once more, stopping that train of thought mere inches away from reaching an epiphany,

"No, it must be because he stumbled on me changing. I forgot to check the score before the party, so I probably got a lot from that. He's probably got an EUF fetish, so maybe it was worth more."

She got to her feet. "Which means I need to **** more anime compulsions. So I gotta spend enough time around him for them to trigger. Plus, I must stop running away, meaning I need to cut off my escape."

She took a deep breath. She knew what she had to do. 'I had thought getting to know him before I did this would be better. But it's clear this is the best move.'

With determination, she left for Jezebel's shop, though taking a detour back to the locker room to change, no longer worrying about Levi stumbling in and, in fact, actively hoping for it.

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Ji-Woo Summers

Ji-Woo walked the halls, checking each room for the girl she sought. With the pool party over and her plans for Elena already in play, the businesswoman enacted another plan that required a particular person in the downtime.

Ji-Woo had returned to her secretary attire. It wasn't yet 5, so she was still on the clock and didn't want to give Azure an excuse to punish her for being out of uniform.

The bathing suit was the exception, as her training manual clearly stated that "dressing skimpier than necessary is always acceptable. As is temporarily wearing more, as long as it is done to seductively strip off for your boss." This clarification still infuriated her, as did everything else in that misogynistic joke of a pamphlet, but she was willing to take any option she could.

Ji-Woo was pulled away from her thoughts as she rounded the corner and found the person she sought.

"Ah, Ms. Peterson. There you are," Ji-Woo said, walking into a small room where Lauren sat alone.

Sitting alone with a cup of tea, Lauren looked up at Ji-Woo with irritation at the interruption. Since her reawakening, she had added a coat to her attire, matching her fishnets, top, and shorts. The latter emphasized how much Azure had expanded her hips and backside.

Lauren set down her cup in annoyance. "What do you want?"

Ji-Woo closed the door behind her. She briefly considered sitting down with Lauren but thought it better not to come off too strong right away.

"I was hoping to get to know you better," Ji-Woo offered.

"Cut the crap. What do you want," Lauren snapped.

'Straight to business then,' the secretary thought. 'Fair enough.'

She cleared her throat. "I was hoping we could help each other."

Lauren set down her cup. "Oh, do you?"

"Yes, I know both of us are in last place. And though you weren't there for it, Levi is proving himself uncooperative to those he doesn't like."

"Oh, really, do tell," Lauren scoffed, rolling her eyes. However, Ji-Woo either didn't catch the sarcasm or didn't care, as she proceeded to tell Lauren all about her day—from Levi rejecting her during the morning meeting to the entirety of the pool party, though she also emitted the details of Elena and her role in it.

Lauren, uncharacteristically, said nothing while listening, though she occasionally sneered.

"So what was the point of wasting my time with this?" the goth asked as the story ended.

"My point is that this game is stacked against people like us," Ji-Woo explained, finally sitting down. "We should form an alliance."

"Why would I ally with you?"

Ji-Woo was perplexed by the question. Had this girl been listening at all? "Because we're both on the cusp of elimination." She took Lauren's hand and smiled. "But if we work together, we can make Mr. Summers more comfortable around us."

Lauren slapped Ji-Woo's hand away. "But why would I possibly want help from dead weight?"

Ji-Woo's smile faded. "What?"

"If I wanted to play, I'd ally with the people who can survive, not the obvious loser." Lauren got to her feet. "It's clear to everyone Levi can't stand you."

The sides of Ji-Woo's eyes twitched, though she strained to keep her face neutral. "I beg your pardon?"

"Are you an idiot? You honey-potted his dad; of course, he despises you."

Ji-Woo's eyes flared. "How dare you! That's not even true! That's a lie that Azure insists on…"

Lauren slapped her hand to her forehead in disbelief at how stupid this woman was. "Who gives a shit. Levi thinks it, so that's all that matters. And honestly, good for him."

Ji-Woo couldn't believe what she was hearing. Lauren, who had cursed Levi's name every moment since she arrived, was taking his side. "I thought you hated him!" she exclaimed.

Lauren rolled her eyes. "Of course I do! That idiotic, worthless, pathic, perverted failure is the reason I'm here. And I hate you, too, for making him like that."

Ji-Woo rose to her feet, eyes flaring. "You… I did no such… You're barely an adult. What do you know?"

"Careful with that anger, old lady. Neither of your sugar daddies will want to fuck you if you get wrinkles."

“개똥 같은 소리 하고 있네” Ji-Woo swore. She spun on her heels, yanked the door open, and marched away in a huff.

Lauren couldn't help but smirk as she went black to her tea.

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Olivia Booker

"D-damn it!" Olivia panted, nearly collapsing from the strain of another side crunch.

She was drenched in sweat and on the brink of complete exhaustion. She had long since exceeded her usual four hours of training and couldn't remember the last time she had pushed her body so far. Her muscles were scorching, and she was sure she had injured a few.

Yet she would not back down—not until she completed all of the reps she was usually capable of. She refused to accept that her weakened body wasn't still capable of it. She only had to do a few more reps and was determined to finish them.

As she halted to drink from her water bottle, a sickening sensation of vertigo struck her. Her first instinct was that she had overdone it and prepared herself for an imminent loss of consciousness. But in reality, it was something far worse.

Her heat from her burning muscles changed into sensations of biting cold. Then, the subtle modifications began.

Her arms wasted away, leaving her with the frame of a sedentary person. Her rough skin, from years of fighting, became soft and smooth as though she regularly treated it with lotion. Her entire body shrank, and she lost 15 pounds and six inches in mere moments. Finally, her hair grew out down to her waist before tying itself into a perfect ponytail while the sides of her hair lengthened.

All the while, her sweat and exhaustion melted away, as if her transformation didn't want it to sully her feminine form.

She didn't need to look in a mirror to know what had happened to her. It had been another twelve hours. Another step from the real her into her sexist dad's vision of the ideal lady. At the very least, her legs managed to keep a bit of their muscles, but that was hardly a comfort.

She could barely see under the uncontrollable rage that seared through her. "GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!" She bellowed, punching a wall, only to let out a howl of pain.

She glanced at her knuckles and saw red where the skin had broken from the punch. Such a simple impact had been too much for her delicate hands. Worse, her knuckles weren't the only red parts of her hand. Her nails now shined with red nail polish, and had been perfectly filed.

"FUCKING COCK SUCKING, SHIT CUNTING TWATWAFFLE!"

She flung her water bottle across the room in a fit of rage. In an attempt to flip the table mindlessly, she discovered it was too heavy to move, which only further infuriated her.

"PISS SHITTING, CUCKLEFUCKING, THUNDERCUNTING FUCKNUGGET!"

She frantically grabbed anything remotely valuable and hurled each against the walls, destroying everything her dainty arms could reach.

Finding nothing else to snatch, she pulled on her new, stupid ponytail, trying to rip it clean off. But it was, of course, futile.

"Fuck this! FUCK THIS!!!"

She kicked the door into the halls and searched like a madwoman for something to cut her locks. She didn't care if it were scissors, knives, or chainsaws.

She finally found a pair of scissors in the locker room, which she aggressively used to chop her locks. As she did so, her hair tried its best to adapt magically so that it would still look fashionable despite the rapidly reducing length.

Half an hour later, her clothing changed, and still thoroughly pissed, Olivia slammed the locker room open. Her hair had been cut even shorter then ever, in defiance of her increasingly enforced femininity.

Greeting Olivia in the hall was Elena, decked in her ballgown, whom her yells of outrage had drawn.

"Oh, uh, Olivia ," Elena greeted nervously, so distracted by Olivia's hair to notice how much skinnier she had become. "Have you seen Ji-Woo? I really need her advice, and..."

"HOW THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW?!" Olivia screamed and shoved Elena aside.

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Sophia Maoulin

Sophia, now back in her traditional hoodie and required schoolgirl skirt, entered Jezebel's shop to find it empty.

"That's odd," Sophia mused. "Usually, she's…"

"HAI GIRLY! Nice panties!"

Sophia felt the back of her skirt lift as Jezebel's honey voice filled the room. She turned to yell at the pervert, but her thoughts died the moment she saw the blonde totally topless.

Sophia was utterly hypnotized by the most giant pair of bare breasts she'd ever seen. It wasn't even sexy and more akin to coming across an alien. It was almost impossible to believe that Jezebel's bikini had actually been constraining their actual size.

Jezebel dropped Sophia's skirt and bounced over to the shop's table, her breasts wobbling way more than anything of that size should have been able to. "Ya weren't at the party. Ya missed it. I came SOOOO hard!" she explained proudly.

“You, uh… aren’t… um…” Sophia stammered, eyes locked on the bouncy mountains. “You’re… uh… not wearing…”

"Oh, my top?" Jezebel asked. "Ya. Can't find it nowhere. I lost it after I took it off at the pool."

"Did you check the pool?"

Jezebel thought about this too long before beaming, "OMG, you're so smart!"

Meanwhile, John groaned in annoyance. 'Oh, come on. I'm not… I mean, YOU'RE not that stupid!'

Jezebel began swaying her hips. "So, what's up? Wanna make out?"

Sophia snapped back to reality as she remembered why she came here. "I wanted to buy something."

Jezebel cheered, clapping her hands as she bounced her body and assets. "Yay! I got SOO horny the last time you did. Please tell me you're gonna buy a LOT!"

Sophia fidgeted uncomfortably, averting her eyes. "Actually, I wanted to schedule a date with Levi."

"Oh, wanna get him all to yourself, eh? I'm super jelly. Azure says I can't because I ain't still a… uh… Con-Test-Ant. If I wasn't, I'd ride his dick so far up me…"

"Uh, sure," Sophia interrupted, not wanting to hear about Jezebel's fantasies. "I'd like to do it as soon as possible. When's the next opening."

Jezebel's eyes unfocused as her body responded to a customer's request. She reached for the date signup sheet and said, "The next opening is tomorrow."

Sophia was surprised. "Wait, has no one other than Lauren signed up?"

Jezebel began playing with her hair. "Oh, that office lady did, too."

"Ji-Woo?"

"Yah! That's the one. She signed up for day five."

"Why would she wait?"

Jezebel shrugged. "I dunno. I was too busy lookin' at her boobies to ask. Speakin' of which, you should let your girls out. That hoodie looks sooooooo stuffy."

Sophia took a step back. "Uh, that's ok. Just… sign me up for a date tomorrow."

Jezebel trembled in excitement for the sexual thrill that came with a sale. But she instantly became disappointed by how little pleasure a single BP gave her. Even John barely felt it after being exposed to the sexual hysterics Jezebel was capable of.

"Ya think ya can buy more. I didn't even get wet!" Jezebel complained, but Sophia had already left.

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Levi Summers

Levi sat in the living room of his tower, his leg tapping in worried anticipation, ticking away the seconds until the date neither person wanted. For the past hour, he had cycled between a sense of dread, half-hearted preparation, and stagnant procrastination.

Just deciding what shirt to wear had filled him with decision fatigue. Would dressing nicely make it worse? Would Lauren feel insulted for taking this date seriously? Or would she be just as offended if he didn't?

He had only finally settled on a white button-up when he realized he only had five minutes left and **** himself to decide.

Those minutes seemed so long ago as the nervous suspense stretched each second into an eternity. So deep was Levi in his anxiety that he screamed in alarm when his doorbell rang at precisely seven o'clock. After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously opened the door.

As he had dreaded, he was greeted by Lauren, arms crossed and looking away. To his surprise, she had bothered to dress halfway fancy for their encounter, clad in a black mini-dress.

"Let's get this over with," she sneered.

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