The Teacher and the Balls of Sin - (Princess_Synn)

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Synn had been correcting her students' papers for hours. Time passes particularly slowly at these times.

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Another pile of corrected papers, another pile waiting.

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If only they could write interesting things.

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Maybe she should give them a more exciting subject.

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A presentation on their sexual practices? Or a text study on an erotic story?

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They could let themselves go into details. Tell a complex story. Beautiful.

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With great freedom on the themes covered.

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She would like that. Selecting the best essays to reward their authors and leaning on the less good ones to guide them, show them how to write an erotic story.

... Okay, she can't work on this boring shit anymore. She has to write down the ideas that keep invading her mind.

She leaves her copies there and turns to her computer, joining her favorite site. A free publishing site where she exposes her writings under a pseudonym. "Princess Synn".

She has barely opened the page when a notification appears.

"Want to join Harem Hotel ? Click here and send your application now"

The notification is accompanied by a chibi image of a woman with pink hair and piercing green eyes waving at her. This is the first time she's seen an animation to accompany a notification on this site.

After filling out the application form, the teacher suddenly feels very sleepy. By the time she reaches her bed, she is already moving more like a drone, half-aware of her surroundings. As soon as she lets her body collapse onto the mattress, she joins her dream world.

"It looks like your next client has finally completed her application. It's time."

"This one thinks she's dreaming? Well, that should be fun. Put a small golden ball with a single orange star on the table for her. The Dragon Ball of Lust."

"She's a teacher, she should be smart enough to realize that this is not a normal dream. Not like the gamer boy."

"Is this one getting mind wiped?"

"I don't know. She just sent her form, I haven't even had time to read it yet. But it seems you know her. If you ask me to leave a Dragon Ball of Lust on the table."

"She has Sin as one of her paths, so I was going to hide 7 Dragon Balls about the castle to mess with her, 7 balls, 7 sins. Of course anyone could find one of the balls, no favorites you know? But why not start her off on a quest to find them all..."

"You already know what she put in her form? How?"

"Dragon. Do you think you're the only one that can play with time?"

"Ok... I see. You could have told me earlier."

"I even had my good buddy Shenron make these up special."

"Wait... huh... yeah yeah, I know. Well, let's not make our princess wait too long."

"Good idea, a Stepford Wife should always be punctual after all."

As the sun begins to rise through the window. An old song begins to play. A chorus of voices sings "Mr. Sandman."

The young woman opens her eyes, stretches in her huge four-poster bed and sits up, looking around her luxurious princess room.

Synn wakes up looking around the unfamiliar room with a bit of confusion. The last thing she remembered was filling out a form for a fantasy game show and barely making it to her bed to sleep. She pauses as her mind flies in multiple directions, a spark of hope blooming in her heart. She gets out of the bed slowly.

As the beautiful young woman leaves the comfort of her bed, she discovers that she is dressed in a black and purple ball gown. At the foot of her bed is a pair of crystal heels. The music, coming out of nowhere, continues its catchy melody.

Synn looks at the outfit she's been dressed in. A smile grows on her face as she sees the dress on her body. She notices the music playing. Excited, she puts the crystal shoes on and looks around to find the host, assistant, or the (hopefully) handsome master.

"Um... Hello?"

"Hello miss. Did you sleep well ?"

The voice come from her side where a short pink-haired woman has appeared.

Synn looks at the cute girl with pink hair. "Sure, I guess. Although I would probably call it more along the lines of passing out, but sure. Let's go with sleep. So... Is this Harem Hotel?" she asks rather bluntly.

The little woman smiles. "Not exactly, but you're not far. Will you follow me? You're already late and we have a tight schedule."

She doesn't wait for the answer and opens the door to another room, smaller, but in the same style as the princess's bedroom.

Synn follows the woman, curious about what she's gotten herself into. But while her face mostly shows curiosity, a bubbling excitement flows through her that she can barely contain.

"Please take a seat." Little Miss says as she points to one of the chairs near the table where a familiar golden ball sits on a small cushion. The ball has a star on its surface.

Synn sees the magical ball and her eyes sparkle. Instantly, the facade she had been keeping up falls and she rushes as fast as her heels could take her to grab the orb that she knows looks like a Dragon Ball. "Oh my god!!! Is this a REAL Dragon Ball? How do you people have these!?! Then again, transporting me to an unknown location implies some level of high technology or magic. So it shouldn't be too hard to make something like these. Are these actually magical? Do they grant wishes? Are there more of these?" She rapidly babbles as she turns to the woman that led her here. Synn flushes as her libido spikes as soon as she picks up the ball, right before she hears a sultry yet regal voice in her head.

Congratulations, you have found the Dragon Ball of Lust. You will now cum twice as hard as normal. You're welcome.

Little Miss sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose as she sees the other woman's reaction.

"One moment please." She takes her phone and deactivates the effect of the Dragon Ball, which quickly disappears. "Sorry about that. We can't give you something like that right now. But I guess the producers won't mind if you get a little sneak peek of what's in store for you. You could say it's like you lost something that belongs to you. You'll just have to look for it later."

Synn looks a bit baffled when she hears the voice in her head. After the woman in front of her explains, she slowly nods, a big grin on her face. "SO MAGIC IS REALLLLLLL!!!!!!!!" she screams as her eyes light up.

Little Miss nods before continuing. "I'm also sorry but we don't have much time so... Since this is an interview to let our lovely viewers know more about you, why don't you introduce yourself ? You can look in the mirror if you want to look like you're talking to them directly."

Synn turns to mirror, slightly disappointed the ball disappeared. "Hi, um... I'm Synn Jordan. I'm a teacher at a local college. I teach creative writing. I'm bisexual. I... uh... Oh! I'm a big nerd. I love anime, video games, and fantasy novels! Like, I love this anime franchise called the Fate franchise. My favorite character is Nero Claudius and there are also games in the series! It's really fun if you get into it, but then again people love to say it's complicated when it's really not..." she starts hesitantly but eventually devolves into rambling about the Fate series.

"I like your attitude. Your eagerness is quite contagious. I'm sure everyone will like you. Except that the best character is Jeanne Alter. Can you describe yourself physically? And here, have a cup of milk to avoid having a dry throat."

Synn takes the cup but doesn't drink it. "Well, that's a bit odd, but sure. Also, I'm lactose intolerant, sorry. Um... I'm 5 foot five, dark skinned with hazel eyes. I have black hair, but I dye the ends purple because purple is my favorite color. I wear glasses because I'm near-sighted. Uh... I have c-cup breasts, thin waist, and a bubble butt." After describing herself, she looks at the woman in front of her with a questioning look as if to ask is there anything else.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but maybe it won't last. You may have seen in other shows that sometimes, these kinds of things are taken care of by the will of the host, to avoid inconvenience. Now, can you tell us about the transformation paths you choose?"

Synn tilts her head in confusion. "Other shows? So this isn't a new thing? As for transformation paths, I believe I chose Princess, Sin, and Stepford Wife."

Little Miss checks her phone then says, "You can drink this milk, it's safe for you. And yes, there are other shows. You may have heard of them since they are published on the same site as your erotic novels. About your transformation paths, could you elaborate on why and what they are? And say which one you want to lock in order to ensure that our esteemed viewers can choose it if they wish."

Synn looks shocked for a quick second once she realizes that the woman in front of her knows about the erotic story site she visits, but then realizes that if she found the link to the sign up sheet there, maybe it makes sense. Also, magic.

"Hmmm. I never knew about the show before I saw the sign up sheet. I didn't even believe anything like this could happen. Well, I picked Princess because my best friend always calls me a himedere, which is basically someone who acts princess-like, so I figured that would be a good one to choose. Sin is because I've always thought I have a lot of qualities that fit all of the deadly sins, and what would be more fun than being slowly corrupted with lust or pride. I'm a bit less interested to be corrupted with gluttony. Unless you're using the literal version of the sin, which means excess. Finally, Stepford Wife..." Synn pauses as a blush that can be seen even with her dark skin becomes visible. "Well... I have a fantasy where a man hypnotizes or corrupts me to be his obedient wife, and then uses me to do the same to every woman I know to also be his. And then he fucks the shit out of me to reward me for each success!" She starts shyly explaining, but becomes more and more excited by the time she finishes. Synn squirms in her seat as her mind focuses on more fantasies.

"Wow that's... pretty intense..." Little Miss seems a little red after the description of this last transformation path. She thinks that she might have to change her underwear soon. "We have some subsidiary questions. For you, what is the best breast size? What is your favorite color and finally, since you seem to like the idea of ​​having a master, how would you like him or her to be?"

Synn takes a sip of the milk, hoping it won't make her tummy hurt. "Well, the most attractive breast size is C-cup. You can get a good handful, it's not too big, not too small. Um... My favorite color is purple. And I would prefer if my master was dominant and unsatisfied with just one slut. He'll need to have at least a few so I can have slut sisters!" Synn's eyes shine as she finishes, a lewd expression on her face.

"Okay. I think we have everything we need. Now, if you could touch the mirror, please?"

Synn reaches over to touch the mirror, which it slides like an open door, and Little Miss gently pushes the girl inside.

"Sorry, I would have liked to show you a more interesting way to join the show, but I don't have time. See you soon, my dear."

Startled, Synn falls into the mirror as everything fades to black.

On the set, Little Miss, still red-faced, stands next to the host. "That was really... interesting. Will you excuse me ? I have something to... check... elsewhere."

Wrynn gives her a knowing look. "Our last contestant left a bunch of toys behind if you want to borrow something. Really quite the collection. Personally, I'm for a dip in the hot tub..."

"What? No, it's absolutely not what you think it is. I'm just not sure if I... watered my plants. I don't want them to die of dehydration."

"Something certainly seems thirsty."

She turns beet red and starts to leave the set. "I... I won't be long. You can do the next interview in the meantime."

"Already done. Wibbly wobbly time stuff and all. I'm going to see if my butlers want a dip as well."

"Maybe, but viewers can't watch the interviews at the same time, just start broadcasting your interview after this one and we can come back afterward."

"Or the camera can follow you for a sneak peek at your plants." The dragon woman proposes with a smug grin.

"No! No need, it would just be boring and we're getting close to the end of the interviews. The real show is about to begin." Her face is completely red and her knees are shaking a bit.