Voting Begins

"Welcome back to Harem Hotel." Skylar beams at the cameras. "I'm your host Skylar, and with me is This Season's Master, Lucifer, as well as his Harem to be."

The camera takes in the sight of some of History's most legendary beauties, and one moderately cute girl from San Antonio.

"You may be wondering how this season of Harem Hotel is going to be any different than our usual quality programming. Obviously, our cheesecake is a little sweeter." The show cuts to an image of Eve's motherly ass, squished in her chair. "And our master is a little more... enthusiastic." The Camera pans to him, but we don't see any of that enthusiasm, he seems somber, trapped in concentration. Luckily this is an evil-ass man, so his brooding just gives him a dark and sexy aura, that drives the viewers crazy.

"But the rules remain mostly unchanged. Our contestants will run through a series of seven challenges, set out by us, to test their wits, skills, physical fitness, and of course their depravity. You, our lovely audience will be ranking their performance, giving them Victory Points, and Transformations at the end of each Round. At the end of seven rounds, anyone with 100 Victory points will be fully transformed into one of The Seven Deadly Sins, one of Lucifer's highest demons, a cherished position in his harem. Anyone who falls short of these expectations will become something far less glamorous."

"Like what?" Nzinga raises her hand.

Skylar looks to Lucifer. "Still a sin." He says at her prompting. "Currently, Wrath, Greed, and Envy, rule the world thanks to their position in my harem, the other four." He waves his hand. "Take the scraps, you'll still be demons, still be my slaves, but as imps, or succubi, something lowly like that."

"Imps?" Helen tries to imagine herself with a juicy red butt, and a little spade tail. "I guess I better win then."

"Indeed you should." Skylar nods. "To avoid such an ignoble fate, follow these three rules. 1. Finish the game with 100 Victory Points, gained however you, please. 2. Avoid going an entire round in the negative. That means starting a round with negative points, and finishing it with negative points."

"Fuck, we can lose points?" asked Boudica.

Skylar nods. "Each round the audience will determine three Winners, two mehs, and three losers. Winners win points, Mehs don't, and Losers lose points."

The redhead growls as she's want to do. "If we win we become demons if we lose we become demons, what's the point?"

Nzinga raises her hand. "I've been watching a few seasons on the T.V while I've been waiting for you guys. There's a big difference between a round 1 elimination and a round 6 elimination. Besides that, if you stick it out until the end you can get positive transformations, items, or even buy upgrades for yourself. It's worth not giving up at the start."

"Will everyone please shut up?" Olympias finally asks. A vein is bulging out of her forehead. "Just let her explain it at her pace."

Skylar smiles. "I'm happy to answer any questions at any time. "The third way to avoid becoming a lower demon is to always obey all rules set forth by the host. That's me."

"I bet." Erica rolls her eyes.

"Now I'm sure we won't have to worry about that, and all of you will work your hardest to please the audience and your master. So let's not talk about icky stuff like being eliminated. Let's talk about the grand prize hmm? Whoever wins the most points at the end of the competition, will be wed to Lucifer, gaining his cosmic powers, and taking her place as Queen of Hell."

Lucifer nods his head. "You should all ooooh at that."

"Oooooh." Erica smirks.

A few others around the circle don't share her cynicism. Instead, they salivate at the mention of such power. Such prestige.

"We'll become as Powerful as you?" Nzinga asks.

"Of course not." Lucifer smiles. "But even a second-rate suite of my powers is still more than enough to rule the world. Plus as Queen of Hell, you'll have absolute dominion over it and its souls. With my consent of course."

Skylar continues. "In addition to that, you'll also be given a single wish. It can not be used to kill, bring the dead back to life, or break your bonds with your master, but other than that." Skylar shrugs.

Eve raises her hand.

"Yes ma'am?"

"There are Seven Deadly Sins but eight of us. Is someone doubling up?"

"We'll get to that when it's time for the audience to vote."

Lucifer raises his hand now. "In previous seasons, the host got wrangled into the harem as well, have they fixed that loophole, or..." His eyes run up Skylar's body.

She giggles nervously. "There are ways for me to be inducted into the group as well, yes." She clears her throat. "By present form was chosen to appeal to your... tastes."

All the women cocked an eyebrow and looked at the gothic host. That's what he likes? Made sense but... were they going to end up looking like her by the end of this? Erica tries to imagine Eve with an Attila shirt on and nearly spits coco out her nose.

"Exciting." Lucifer looks at the harem. "Do I get to reward points? Because I'll handsomely repay any of you who bring Skylar to me."

Skylar clears her throat again. Her face is turning red, and she's sweating. "T-t *Ahem* they can receive rewards by pleasing you, and becoming intimate with you, but no you may not directly reward them points. Unless a certain challenge calls for it."

"Still." He grins feeling a little more like his old self. "The offer stands." He snaps his finger. "What say we get to voting huh? Just beam the minutia, to them, and let's move on."

"Of course." Skylar snaps her fingers. "The audience already knows all the little stuff, and now so do you."

The women waver for a second, rules about bonus points, and roommates suddenly carve out room within their brains.

"Why let the audience vote on anything?" Olympias asks. "We're here for Lucifer not them."

Skylar gasps. "My Queen, you are greek, take pride in the noble history of democracy your people inspired."

"I am from Epirus, and Queen of Macedonia, don't confuse me for a spineless Athenian." Her words are venom.

Skylar stiffens, sweat flying from her blue scalp. "My apologies, but you're right. Just as you are here for the pleasure of your master, we are here for the pleasure of the audience."

She's clearly not pleased, that her fate is up to anyone, let alone a faceless mass of perverts. Balancing their favor with that of Lucifer was going to make things a bit more complicated. He may be attracted to her... personality quirks, but she is well aware it doesn't play as well with others. "Very well, then let your little masters have their word." Olympias sits back and crosses her arms.

Skylar nods and looks towards the Audience, "Then listen up people because this shit's important!"

"Today's vote will not only determine which girl gets what sin, but it'll also help us learn who's on the ups with the audience and who's on the outs."

"But before we do, I believe there was a dangling question about how we're going to stretch seven sins into, eight girls. Well." Skylar gestures to her side, at the upsidedown Eve. "Eve here is going to help us circumnavigate that problem."

Erica's eyes suddenly go wide. Like Olympias, she'd thought she'd be saved from this. "Fuck. So... so what does it mean that we're being assigned a sin. If I get gluttony, then what? I'm a fat ass?"

"Maybe." Skylar winks. "They're kind of themes that your options will follow. Gluttony could eventually mean you become a BBW, or it could mean you become the harem's cook, or it could mean housewife. Wrath could be a dominatrix or a pain slut."

"I see, so wrath doesn't mean we'll instantly become crazy murderers. It's just the theme of our sexy Halloween costume."

Skylar wrinkles her brow. "I guess?" She shrugs."While the other seven contestants will each be assigned their own sin, Eve here will be in a category all her own: Mother of Sin!"

Eve kicks her feet. "What does that even mean?"

Skylar laughs. "Wouldn't you like to know? The point is Audience, Eve here is off-limits, she's her own thing, and after voting, you'll see what I mean. Until then it's time for you to cast your votes. When you do this is how it's going to go. You'll list sin, a name, and a number. As an example." Words pop up on the screen.

Sloth: Erica - 1

"This means that you want Erica to become the avatar of Sloth and that she's your least favorite girl."

The Hispanic girl crosses her arms. "Very funny."

"You'll put those numbers next to the girl to determine how much you like them, 8 being your favorite, 1 being Erica. Don't repeat. At the end of the round, those numbers will be counted up, and we'll have our ranking. We're now showing a sample submission to make it a little easier to picture."

Avarice: Boudica - 8

Envy: Cleopatra - 7

Gluttony: Diaochan - 6

Lust: Erica - 5

Pride: Helen -4

Sloth: Nzinga -3

Wrath: Olympias -2

Mother of Sin: Eve -1

Diaochan clears her throat, and waves her hand, with a big smile on her face. "And um, just as a reminder you don't HAVE to vote for me for gluttony. That was just an example. You have free will and can vote me in for any um, sin that you want to. It looks like that list was just alphabetical, and not a suggestion."

Nzinga nods her head. "Likewise, Sloth doesn't have to be my sin. That was just where my name landed on the list. In fact, that particular sin seems like a great way to lose a competition, so maybe my fans out there should pick something different."

The camera returns to Skylar. "Now as the audience votes, we're going to take the girls in for some private interviews while the numbers roll in. We've provided a blank template below, and we'll catch back up with you after the interviews!"

Avarice: Name - #

Envy: Name - #

Gluttony: Name - #

Lust: Name - #

Pride: Name - #

Sloth: Name - #

Wrath: Name - #

Mother of Sin: Eve - #