Week 1: Aoba's Date, Part 1

When Aoba woke from her restless sleep, it was still fairly early—her roommate was sure to stay snoozing for at least another hour. Filled with nervous energy, she moved to the bathroom so she wouldn’t risk waking Aria with her pacing. Ever since she’d waved goodbye to Aífe and Erica as they departed for their alone time in Aífe’s suite, Aoba had been on edge. She knew that her date was next, and she had no experience whatsoever with dating. Sure, she had written many dates in the doujins she’d made, but that was completely different than actually going on them. Or, at least, she didn’t think that dates usually involved being led around on a leash with a vibrator strapped to you.

Several minutes of pacing later, Aoba had put together a plan, questionable though it may be. But for the best chance for it to work, she’d need that—the thing she’d managed to slip into the pile of clothes Erica had put together for her yesterday. She went to her wardrobe and dresser, opened the drawer to find her secret weapon for the date, slipped it into her bag for later with a change of clothes, grabbed some of her usual attire, then made her way back to the bathroom to wash up and get changed. Once she was ready, she left, checking her watch to see that it was still only 7—plenty of time for her to explore to see if what she was planning for the daytime half of the date would work.

While Aoba was exploring and the other members of her harem were gradually waking up, Aífe was lying in bed, basking in the warm embrace of her girlfriend. Girlfriend… girlfriend… girlfriend. The word played on repeat in her mind—Erica was her girlfriend now, and what’s more, she was Erica’s girlfriend. The thought gave her butterflies in her stomach, and she couldn’t stop a silly grin from forming—she was just too giddy to control it. She gasped in surprise when Erica’s arms suddenly pulled her in closer, holding her tight.

“Morning.” Erica spoke gently in Aífe’s ear. The redhead turned to see the drowsy bunny girl gazing affectionately back at her. Erica pulled her in for a kiss.

“Good morning to you, too.” Aífe snuggled deeper into Erica’s arms, wishing they could spend the entire day like this.

“As much as I’d love to keep you here for myself, you’ve got a date to get ready for.” Erica slowly pulled the covers off of them. “I wouldn’t say that I’m happy to send you off to bring another woman into your bed, but Aoba’s a nice girl, so I’m willing to let it slide.”

“That’s right.” Aífe groaned as she got up. “Damn, I’m really worried about her. You’ve been taking this really well, all things considered, but Aoba doesn’t have any dating experience to lean back on. I just hope she doesn’t try pushing herself too hard.”

“I’m sure she’ll be okay.” Erica reassured her. “She did okay when she was with us yesterday—I bet today will go just fine.”

“I don’t know about that.” Aífe pondered. “Aoba was pretty nervous for most of the day. It wasn’t until we started working out that she really loosened up at all. And that was with someone else doing all the planning.”

“True. Her face was nearly as red as yours was when I almost kissed you while we were shopping” Erica lightly elbowed Aífe as she teased her. “But give her a chance to show you what she’s made of. I have a feeling that she might surprise you.”

“You’re right.” Aífe lightly slapped her own cheeks to pump herself up. “Okay! I’m cool with whatever she wants to do on our date! We’ll stick to whatever pace she decides!” With that, they both went to the closet and got dressed—Erica taking the opportunity to grab Aífe’s exposed butt while they were changing, prompting a startled yelp from the redhead.

Groped the Mistress’ butt! +2 VP
First time bonus! +2 VP
Current score: 19 VP

Once they were finished dressing and washing up—Aífe in a pair of off-white shorts and a black, cap sleeve V-neck and Erica in another bunny girl outfit (green this time, instead of black)—they made their way out of her suite and down to the dining hall, surprised to find everyone already there, including the previously tardy Team Monster Girl—Aoba had went back to her room after her exploring to wake up her roommate. Taking in their curious stares, Erica grinned before pulling Aífe into another deep kiss. Reactions ranged from gasps to amused chuckles to a couple of wolf whistles (from Diona).

“So, give us the scoop; did you do it?” The horny gremlin was on the edge of her seat (and likely other things). While Aífe stammered and blushed, Erica chose to field the question in her girlfriend’s stead.

“Nah. Figured I’d give you guys a handicap.” The tomboy taunted. “It would’ve been unfair for me to pop her cherry on the first day. I decided I’d at least let everyone else get a crack at her first before I claim my prize.”

“Challenge accepted.” Diona grinned. “Hell, I’ll take her back to my room and do her right now.”

“Excuse me?!” Elise objected to her roommates uncouth propositioning, as well as her unilaterally deciding to have sex on the bed that she’d have to sleep on later.

“What’s wrong, Teach? Wanna watch?” Diona wiggled her eyebrows. “Or maybe you were hoping to join in—give your student a little hands-on course in sex-ed?” While Elise struggled to form the words to argue further, Sera walked in.

“Unfortunately, any amorous activities will have to wait.” She declared, and Diona slumped back in her chair, pouting, “As the clock has just struck 9.” Sera waited for Aífe and Erica to put together their plates and sit down before she continued. While the two were dishing up their food, Aífe leaned in and whispered to Erica.

“I thought you were gonna slow things down and not be so aggressive with your flirting, so what was that?”

“It was half lighting a fire under everyone else’s asses, and half me staking out my territory.” Erica whispered back. “Gotta let them know that you’re mine and I’m not just gonna roll over and let them take you from me.” Erica’s words sent the butterflies in Aífe’s stomach fluttering again, and she decided that her girlfriend acting a bit possessive sometimes might not be the worst thing in the world. Once they sat and began eating, Sera continued.

“Congratulations on a successful first date, Miss Erica.” Sera lightly clapped. “You’ve managed to establish a decent lead.” She motioned to a mirror on the wall, and a scoreboard appeared, showing the new standings.

As surprised as the other contestants were at Erica’s very sharp jump to first place, they were even more shocked that Aoba, the mousy wallflower currently avoiding everyone’s gaze out of embarrassment, was now tied with Mallory for second. And it didn’t take a genius to figure out what she’d probably done to match her.

“Congratulations are also in order for our Mistress, Lady Aífe, on her first kiss! Such a tender and heartwarming moment—our viewers absolutely loved it!” Sera smiled, and it was Aífe and Erica’s turn to avoid making eye contact with anybody, especially with the reminder that everything that happened between them last night had been broadcast to an unknowable number of voyeuristic perverts loyal HH viewers. They took a moment to collect themselves, and Erica suddenly thought of something that puzzled her.

“Oh yeah, that reminds me—I only got points the first time I kissed her. Does that mean that I’ve already gotten all the points I can from that?” Erica turned to Aífe to clarify, “Not that I was only gonna kiss you if I got points from it, or anything.”

“No, I get what you’re saying.” Aífe assured her. “It also looks like you didn’t get anymore points from me seeing you naked while we were changing this morning.”

“There’s a rather simple explanation for that, my dears.” Sera explained. “Actions that earn points can be divided into 2 categories: sexual actions and non-sexual actions. In the case of the latter—kissing, showing your body to the mistress, and any casual touching such as when you grabbed her ass while getting dressed this morning—can each only earn you points once per week. Sexual actions, on the other hand—acts that go beyond what I just listed—can earn you points once per day.”

“I guess that makes sense.” Aria chimed in, resting her chin on her hand as she thought about Sera’s explanation. “It wouldn’t make for much of a show if we could all reach the finish line by becoming nudists for a week. Of course, they’d make it to where we had to work a lot more for it.”

“I still don’t like this.” Elise’s face turned sour. “Turning acts of intimacy into some kind of game, and then forcing us to play it or risk horrific punishment.”

“None of us like this, Elise.” Natalie reached across the table to gently rest her hand on top of Elise’s before sneaking a glance at Diona. “Well—almost none of us. But it’s good that people are askin’ these kinds of questions, so we have a better idea of how we can get out of this mess. Besides—I can’t say I know her as well as the rest of y’all, but Aífe doesn’t strike me as the type of girl to **** herself on anyone.”

“Of course, not!” Aífe held her hands up defensively before offering the most reassuring smile she could muster. “Look, I know that—even if I didn’t bring all of you here, myself, you’re still all here because of me. I promise you that I won’t try to push you into doing anything you’re not okay with. Sure, Erica and I decided to make our relationship official, but that’s because we’ve known each other for a long time and are comfortable with each other. I’m not going to blame any of you for not doing the same, especially since there are some of you that I’ve only known for a day and a half.”

“Right, I understand.” Elise sighed. “I won’t promise anything, but I’ll do my best to keep an open mind. Diona seems much better at that than I am, but I’ll try to improve in that regard.”

“Wonderful! We’re so glad that you’re willing to at least dip your toes in the water.” Sera beamed. “But I’m afraid you’ll have to wait for your turn with Lady Aífe, as today is Miss Aoba’s date!” The Host turned to meet the young oni’s determined gaze. “You look excited—do you already have something planned?”

“Yep!” Aoba smiled then got up and walked over to Aífe. “Since yesterday was busier, I thought we could spend the morning chilling and watching some anime.”

“Sounds fun!” Aífe certainly wasn’t opposed to a lazier morning than what she’d had the previous day. She ate the last few bites of her breakfast before getting up. “You ready to go?”

“Almost.” Aoba turned to Erica. “I wanted to see if you’d come watch anime with us. Call it thanks for letting me tag along yesterday.”

“Sure.” Erica looked at her still unfinished plate, having gotten more food than Aífe. “I’ll meet you in the movie room in a few minutes once I finish eating.”

“Sounds good—see you!” Aoba cheerfully grabbed Aífe’s arm and walked out with the Mistress, who was startled by how enthusiastic her date was being. Aoba led her out, arm in arm.

“So, anybody else have something fun planned for today?” The tomboy inquired, glancing around the table.

“I was gonna explore outside this time.” Aria answered before stretching her arms and yawning, still unaccustomed to being awake before noon. “Not like there’ll be much out there that interests me, but it’s good to at least know what they’ve got.”

“That sounds lovely! Mind if I join you?” Natalie cheerfully asked. “I’m all rested up after yesterday, so I was just thinkin’ a stroll around the garden sounded real nice.” The blonde turned to her roommate. “How ‘bout you, Mal?”

“Hmm… Aoba mentioned during dinner yesterday that there’s a pool here.” Mallory mused. “My regular workout clothes aren’t exactly usable right now, so a swim would be a good way to get some exercise in.”

“Now that you mention it, it seems pretty weird.” Erica furrowed her brow. “Your yoga pants work, obviously, but why not sports bras? It’s hard to believe they wouldn’t be tight enough to fit your TF.”

“Her sports bras are perfectly acceptable attire under the restrictions of her TF.” Sera chimed in.

“They are?!” Mallory was aghast. “Then what was the deal with you teleporting m—that bodystocking onto me the other night?!” She silently chastised herself for the near slip of the tongue.

“If you’ll remember, I did say that what you had been wearing was acceptable.” Sera illustrated her point by changing the scoreboard into a screen with footage from two nights prior.

“Now, as for the matter of your current attire…” Sera’s gaze dragged up and down Mallory’s nubile form. “I suppose that what you’re wearing technically fits the description. Your sports bra could be tighter, though. Hmm… I could simply adjust your current outfit to match the requirements more closely, but that’s not very fun. Besides, wouldn’t you like a head start on getting your skin looking perfect?” She snapped her fingers, and the wind picked up once again, lifting Mallory from her seat as she started to glow. When the glow faded, it took a moment for the realization of what she was now wearing to kick in. Her slender frame was now wrapped in a luxuriously silky bodystocking. Everything below her neck was covered in the sheer fabric… and nothing else, giving everyone present a clear view of all her most intimate places.

“As you can see, I swapped your clothing both for dramatic effect, and for you to start experiencing the benefits of your transformation. I must say, your skin looks absolutely radiant, by the way.” Mallory was too mortified by seeing the events from a third-person perspective to process the compliment that Sera just gave her. After a couple of moments, she had regained her composure enough to scowl and pinch the bridge of her nose in irritation.

“Slight change of plans then, I guess. Looks like I’ll be getting a regular workout in too. Thanks, Sera.” Her statement of gratitude was dripping with sarcasm.

“So… what about you, Princess?” Erica quickly changed the subject, once again prodding at her very tired looking roommate. “Still on a quest to piss off our kidnappers?”

“Eat me.” Cecilia tersely responded. She was even more irritable today, since Aoba wasn’t the only contestant who had trouble sleeping. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t get comfortable the previous evening, regardless of which sleeping position she tried. In addition, she was wondering if someone had messed with the air conditioning in the Rose Suite—no matter how many blankets she put over herself, she always felt slightly too cold to get comfortable. “I guess I’ll fucking try to look around again. I ran out of places I could think of, so the stupid magic doors stopped working. I gave up and switched to checking outside after half an hour yesterday.”

“You could always try the trick I used yesterday.” Aria pointed out. “When I went exploring, I just asked the doors to take me to ‘somewhere I hadn’t been before.’ I just repeated that until it started spitting me back out in the lobby.”

“That’s… actually really smart.” Cecilia was shocked to hear that idea come out of the clumsy drunk she had met a couple nights ago, and she was irritated that she hadn’t thought of that, herself.

“Guess that leaves… crap, what were you called again? Team Fantasy, or something? Teach and the hornball.” Erica gestured to the remaining two.

“I’m doing a bit of shopping.” Elise smiled as she finished her cup of tea. “I was going to go yesterday, but I didn’t want to intrude on your date.”

“I think I might join Mallory for her workout.” Diona eyed the brunette curiously—she had definitely caught that slip of the tongue a minute ago. “I’m always down to get hot and sweaty with a cute girl.” Mallory looked back at her with trepidation. With all of them finished eating and having plans in mind, they went on their separate ways.